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meazalykov · 18 days

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For me there is only you

esmee brugts x uswntplayer!R

warnings: this is a long one. gets a tiny bit spicy towards the end but nothing crazy lol.

Netherlands vs USWNT was a highly anticipated match in the 2023 Women's World Cup. The cheers and chants echoing through the stadium could’ve been heard from a mile away. This wasn’t normal for a group stage game. This is due to the two countries having history. The Americans and The Dutch faced each other during the 2019 World Cup final, which resulted in a United States victory.

At the end of the 90th minute, the score is 1-1. Emotions ran throughout the two hour match but one player's frustration was palpable. Y/n L/n, a rising star on the US Women's National Team, had just finished a match against the Netherlands that ended in a draw. Despite her team's efforts, the result didn't sit well with her.

In the 72nd minute, Y/n had a wide open shot inside of the Netherland’s box. She uses her right foot to take a shot and the ball skyrockets towards the crowd, instead of going inside of the goal. At the time, she put her hands on her face in frustration and embarrassment. Considering how great of a striker she is, the missed opportunity came as a shock to USWNT fans. “Don’t stress it!” Y/n felt a hand on her shoulder, hearing the voice of her team captain over the loud crowd.

As the crowd dispersed and the players stayed to greet other people in the stadium, Y/n took a moment to collect herself. She sat on the bench, head bowed, replaying the game's pivotal moments in her mind. Especially the goal she missed. The girl never missed a wide open shot before. She knows that the World Cup pressure is intense but there were no excuses for that miss.

Amidst the whirlwind of emotions, a voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Hey, tough game, huh?"

Y/n looked up to see a girl, around her age, wearing a Netherlands Orange jersey. #22. She had beautiful dutch braids that were frizzy due to the wind. Despite being on opposing sides just moments ago, there was a shared understanding in their eyes. They are athletes who know the highs and lows of the game.

"Yeah, tough one," Y/n replied with a faint smile.

Y/n got up from her seat and stood across from the girl. The girl introduced herself as Esmee. She explained she was a midfielder for the Netherlands team and had recognized Y/n throughout the match.

"I have to say, you were impressive out there," Esmee said earnestly.

“Except for that missed shot, of course.” Y/n frowned at herself.

“Everyone here has missed a shot before.” Esmee’s Dutch accent comforts Y/n.

Y/n’s frustration began to melt away as she engaged in conversation with Esmee. They discussed certain moments in the match, their one clash before halftime where Esmee side-tackles the ball away from Y/n, their respective journeys in soccer, and other people they’ve known on the pitch. Despite being from different countries, they found common ground in their passion for the sport.

As they talked, Esmee revealed the reason why she came up to Y/n in the first place.

“My friend, Ingrid, told me that you were going to join Barcelona after the World Cup.” Esmee confessed. Y/n nodded her head in familiarity, the girl met some of the FC Barcelona girls throughout the competition. Ingrid Engen being one of them.

“I am. I’ve already signed the contract because my contract at Bayern expired.” Y/n smiled and looked at Esmee, realizing the Dutch girl might be joining Barcelona too.

“Wait–are you joining Barcelona too?” Y/n asked. Esmee nodded her head and smiled.

They both laughed at the serendipity of the situation.

"Looks like we'll be teammates soon," Y/n said, a genuine smile spreading across her face.

Esmee nodded, returning the smile. "Yeah, I'm looking forward to it."

“Do you want to swap jerseys?” Esmee nodded at Y/n’s request. The American went to grab her white #17 jersey and pulled it from over her head. She passed it to Esmee as Esmee handed her the orange #22 jersey.

As Y/n slipped on her new friend's jersey, the fabric enveloped her in a sense of comfort. The faint scent of sweat mixed with a hint of Esmee's perfume lingered, adding a personal touch to the garment. Adjusting the jersey on her body, she couldn't help but appreciate the subtle reminder of Esmee’s presence. Even if the girl is standing four feet in front of her. To y/n, it wasn't a creepy fascination, but rather a fond appreciation for the new bond they’re sharing.

This interaction didn’t go unnoticed by other players and news photographers who took pictures of this interaction. Lindsey Horan, the United States captain, talked to her Lyon teammate Danielle Van De Donk. The shorter Dutch woman nudged on the blonde’s shoulder before pointing at Esmee and Y/n.

Y/n didn’t swap jerseys with opposition players often. Usually, she will toss her jersey up to a USWNT fan in the crowd after a match. The Lyon teammates giggled before returning to their initial conversation.

(pretend you’re aitana bonmati in the picture below)

wosonews

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United States International Y/n L/n (Bayern Munich) is seen exchanging jerseys with Esmee Brugts (PSV Eindhoven) from the Netherlands Orange team. Both players are heavily rumored to be joining Barcelona after the World Cup. Thoughts? 🇺🇸🇳🇱🇪🇸

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ynbrugts78 to me this is confirmation of them both joining barcelona omg🥹

billybob27 they're both great players. barcelona will be stacked

vandedonkhive 😍😍

wosocouplespage I ship

bayernwomen.56 same icl

chelseabluezz i wanted y/n to join chelsea with mia fishel🥴

arnselfan347 spurs were trying their hardest to sign y/n. i don't blame her for choosing barcelona, thats a great opportunity too 💙

manchestunitedwomens7 esmee come to manchester united ❤️

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It's mid-january and y/n settled into her new life at FC Barcelona pretty well. She impresses the soccer/football community with her quality and finishes in matches. Being the second highest goalscorer (behind Caroline Graham Hansen) in Europe wasn’t easy.

Esmee came to Barcelona the day before Y/n did in August. The duo couldn’t be separated on and off of the pitch. Their chemistry was undeniable, their shared passion for football helped their bond too. Through it all, Y/n and Esmee found solace in each other's company. As they trained and shared moments in Barcelona together, their friendship blossomed into something deeper, something they couldn't ignore forever.

Back on a saturday in October, the Catalan sky painted in hues of pink and orange, when their love finally came to light. Y/n looked at Esmee and couldn't resist the urge to kiss her while she was talking. She leaned in on the dutch who kissed her back immediately, as if it was a natural feeling to them. Y/n pulled back and smiled before Esmee leaned into her, being the one to Ignite the second kiss.

Y/n’s birthday is coming up in a few days and everyone on the team is aware of it. They all had a plan which involved getting “Esmee and her together.”

That’s right, the couple decided to keep their relationship away from the team. Esmee and Y/n believed in keeping their relationship to themselves before they’ll reveal it to everyone else. However, their attempts to act normal and platonic around each other didn’t work.

Ona, the second-closest person to Y/n on the team, teases her about Esmee. The entire team believes that their chemistry is undeniable too, why are Esmee and Y/n avoiding each other?

The short Spanish national went to a few of her teammates to talk about it. Salma, Lucy, Aitana, Bruna, and Mariona to be exact. At first, Aitana brushed it off as the two 20 year olds having a silly crush on eachother, until Ona explained the amount of times she saw Esmee and Y/n hug for “a little too long.”

Salma recalls Esmee jokingly tapping Y/n on the butt at training last week. When she asked Y/n about it, the American giggled about it and said that it’s just a “friendly joke.”

Mariona recalled another time where Y/n slipped up about sleeping over at Esmee’s house. The American didn’t notice her slip up, so the Spanish woman didn’t confront her about it. She decided to just let it go until she heard about others on the team seeing them flirt together.

Bruna came up with a plan that will start before the Levante game in the Supercopa tournament. At first, everyone agreed except for Salma and Mariona. Who didn’t want Esmee and Y/n to hate them for what the plan will include. However, Lucy adjusted a few things so Salma and Mariona would be comfortable with the idea, which worked.

“You know, I can’t wait for Salma to finally ask Y/n out after the game.” Bruna announced in a small training group before the Levante game. Ingrid, Mariona, Keira, Irene, Claudia, and Esmee were a part of the group. Mariona and Bruna had to tell the others what the plan between Esmee and Y/n will be. Most agreed to the plan. Ingrid was going to refuse to be a part of it, but relented.

Mariona looked towards Esmee to see the girl with her eyebrows slightly raised at Bruna, her lips were held together with a confused look. “Salma is asking Y/n out?” The Dutch asked.

“Yeah, Salma has had a crush on Y/n for a while. She has a good feeling about tonight's game and will ask her on a date if things go well.” Keira said. Esmee’s facial expression flashed between looks of jealousy and guilt.

She’s jealous because she knows the growing friendship happening between Y/n and Salma. The Dutch know that y/n would never do anything to betray her trust, but the feeling of someone adoring her just like she does made her feel uneasy.

Esmee felt guilty too because she likes Salma as a friend. She didn’t want to see Salma get rejected because Y/n is in a relationship that nobody else knows about.

“That–That's cool.” Esmee swallowed as she walked away from the group and towards the bench to grab some water. The girls giggled quietly knowing that Esmee felt jealous.

Another group away from the first one consists of Aitana, Salma, Vicky, Lucy, Cata, Marta, Ona, Caroline, and Y/n. The girl’s except for Y/n knew about their plan on “forcing Y/n and Esmee to confess their feelings to each other.”

“It looks like Mariona is flirting with her.” Ona speaks to the group as she looked towards the group with Mariona in it. Y/n didn't pay attention to what was said before until now. She curiously raises her eyebrows as everyone else looks over at the other group.

“Flirting with who?” Y/n asked. Mariona told her that she is interested in a girl named Lia Waelti, so she's confused about Mariona's supposed behavior from Ona.

“With Esmee.” Ona said. Y/n nearly coughed at this. The Spanish girls are extremely friendly and affectionate but y/n learned to adapt to it over time. However, hearing this news made the American girl’s eyebrows raise dramatically. She lowered them when she saw a few of the girls look at her.

“Oh. Does she like Esmee?” Y/n swallowed in nervousness. Lucy, who's on her left, tries her hardest to not laugh.

“I think so? She hasn’t said anything but she is overly interested in her.” Aitana said.

“Oh okay.... I’m positive it's nothing.” Y/n continued to do the stretching routine the girl’s were assigned to do as the Levante game started in twenty minutes. She did feel her mood change at the news, but nobody knew about Esmee and her. She couldn’t be mad if Mariona did like Esmee.

Two hours later, Levante is defeated by Barcelona in a 7-0 win.

Salma Paralluelo 12', 45 + 2'

Y/n L/n 24', 26', 64'

Caroline Graham Hansen 54'

Aitana Bonmati 57'

This wasn't Y/n's first hat trick of the season, but she felt relieved after the semi-final match ended. Now they''ll go play in the Supercopa Championship game.

Y/n placed on her green Barcelona puffer jacket and grabbed her pink prime water bottle, taking a good sip which hydrated her dry throat from the cold weather.

She took a deep breath before looking over to see Mariona talking to Esmee. A small lump formed in her stomach from nervousness. Y/n is confident that Esmee wouldn't do anything that she wouldn't want her to do, but the tiny bit of jealousy showed on her face.

"You should tell her how you feel." A voice broke through Y/n's thoughts. Salma's voice.

Y/n remembers that she didn't tell anybody about their relationship. Maybe it's time to tell Salma before somebody's feelings get hurt.

"We are already together." Y/n looked at Salma whose eyes widened.

"What do you mean?" Salma asked. She felt nervous as she didn't expect this news after the plan she helped create. Placing her balms into her jacket pockets, her attention is fully on y/n.

"Esmee & I met at the World Cup. We were friends but we weren't so "platonic" after we moved here. In October we made our relationship official. We were going to tell you guys when we felt like the time was right." Y/n ranted to Salma. The Spanish girl nodded her head, realizing that everything is starting to make sense.

"I'm not shocked. Not surprised even." Salma joked. The two girls broke into laughter which didn't go unnoticed by the Dutch girl who finished talking to Mariona.

Y/n, with her radiant smile and effortless charm, seemed completely at ease while talking to Salma. Esmee couldn't help but feel a tiny pang of jealousy gnawing at her insides, a nagging fear creeping into her thoughts.

She bit her lip, her eyes flickering between her girlfriend and Salma. Remembering Bruna's conversation about Salma asking Y/n out, Esmee walked up to the girls before the Spanish girl had the chance to ask her girlfriend out.

"Great game you guys!" Esmee acted casual as she smiled, high-fiving Y/n and Salma. Esmee did play as a left back for all 90 minutes and assisted Aitana's goal and Y/n's third goal.

"Great game Esmee." Salma smiled back as she high-fived the Dutch back. She stepped back afterwards and looked at the duo in front of her. The happiness radiated off of her face seeing her friends who were confirmed to be in love with each other.

"Great Assists Es." Y/n grabbed Esmee's left hand and squeezed it twice before letting go.

"Y/n can I talk to you for a few minutes?" Esmee asked. Salma looked at the couple and took Esmee's question as a que to talk to them later. She said bye before walking to talk to Alexia, Frido, and Jana, who were injured and couldn't play.

"What's up?" Y/n and Esmee walked side by side as they're walking to the dressing room.

"Not much. Did you hear about any rumors coming from the girls lately?" Esmee asked. She hoped that Y/n had an idea on Salma's supposed crush on her.

Y/n swallowed nothing in nervousness, assuming that Mariona had interest in Esmee.

"Ona told me that Mariona is interested in you." y/n talked in a low voice. Esmee's jaw dropped and her eye brows raised, not expecting that to come out of her girlfriend's mouth.

"Wait what?" Esmee asked.

"Yeah. Before the game they said that Mariona was flirting with you." Y/n said. Esmee's eyes widened, she knew Mariona wasn't flirting with her at all because she already has her eyes on someone else.

"Before the game Bruna told me that Salma wanted to ask you out." Esmee confessed. Y/n nearly laughed at that information.

"Oh no never! Salma has a girlfriend in the WSL.... I can't believe the girls would tell us this." Y/n said.

Esmee nearly laughed before saying, "I believe they would. I think they were trying to make us jealous of each other."

The couple walked into the dressing room, getting ready to shower before leaving the stadium, then the girls realized that they're alone.

"You know.. your dribbling skills impressed me so much today." Y/n spoke seductively as she walked across the dressing room to Esmee, who sat down in the chair in front of her cubby hole.

Esmee held the side of y/n's toned thighs gently, pulling the girl into her lap. Obviously, this is nothing unfamiliar to y/n. She softly held the Dutch's neck, right under her braids, and softly kissed her lips.

Y/n had no awareness of her surroundings, she held on to her girlfriend as she felt her hands slide down to her butt, giving it a few squeezes. The girls made light noises.

As Esmee moved off of y/n's plump lips, going down her face then neck slowly. A few footsteps amplified with cleats approached the dressing room.

"Woahhhh!!!!!" Mariona yelled as she's the first to walk in the dressing room. Salma and Keira look over her shoulder, seeing y/n quickly stand up and walking away towards her own spot in the dressing room. Surprisingly, she wasn't embarrassed as much as anyone else would.

"I knew it!!" Keira laughed as she lightly smacked on Salma's shoulder in excitement.

Y/n look at Salma with a smirk and shook her head, Esmee looks away from the trio who walked in the room and tried not to laugh.

"We've been together since October. We confessed our feelings a long time ago." Esmee spoke with a smile, looking at Mariona. The Spanish girl wasn't surprised at all, only shocked that she didn't notice earlier.

"I told Salma earlier." Y/n commented.

"Hey, what's going on!?" Seventeen year old Vicky Lopez walked into the room with a bright smile. The curls on her head bounced as she walked towards her spot beside Salma in the dressing room.

"Oh nothing much. We just saw these two lovebirds in here." Salma talked to Vicky as she pointed at Esmee and Y/n.

"I knew it!!! They've always looked at each other with much love." Vicky responded to Salma.

After revealing their relationship to the team, everyone was happy. However, nobody was surprised. Esmee and Y/n didn't make much of an effort to make things secretive, and couples forming in Barcelona Femeni is not a rare occurrence.

Esmee and Y/n decided to confirm their relationship to social media a few weeks later.

(pretend this is you and esmee in the pictures below)

y/n.l/n and esmeebrugts

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for me there is only you 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

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salmaparalluelo lovebirds ☺️

wosonews OH MY GOD??!!!!

y/nbayernfan5 I KNEW IT OMG IM FREAKING OUT

ingrid_engen 😍🥰

y/nbrugts789 MY FAVORITE COUPLE😭💙

alexmorgan13 this is too cute ❤️

nswlwavefan so many woso couples spawn in barcelona lol 😂 so cute❤️

sophsssmith so happy to see you happy 🤩

brunavilamala 🥹

janafernandez3 I predicted it!!!!

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cardansriddle · 1 year

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Omg congratulations you deserve every single follower ilysm. Can you maybe do 8, 22 and 32 from the prompt list?

Just Once - (tom riddle x reader)

Summary: You encounter Tom Riddle in the Prefects Bathroom while taking a bath...more than once.

Warnings: Implied sexual themes. Not proofread

A/N: Lmk if you horn-dogs want a spicy part 2 to this. Did not intend this to turn so sexual but oh well, couldn't help it.

part 2

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The hot water steamed the air around you in warm comfort while you submerged yourself in the bath. The Prefects' Bathroom was undoubtedly your favourite privilege that was granted to the Prefects. No one could dare disturb you, especially when it was way past curfew— almost midnight.

You hummed, placing your head back against the edge of the pool and shutting your eyes in pure delight. The burdens of the day slowly melted into the water, until you were completely tranquil and serene.

That was until you heard the door to the bathroom being swung open with force, causing you to straighten up and gather bubbles to hide the sight of your body from prying eyes.

"Who is there?" You called but received no reply. Perplexed, you reached out to grab your wand and waited in silence.

The sound of shoes clicking against the marble floor echoed in the vast space, drawing closer and closer until—

"Tom." You recognised. "The bathroom is quite busy as you can see. I urge you to leave at once."

He cocked his head to the side, and you could not help but trail your eyes all over his figure. Despite the late hour, he looked as composed and neat as ever. Robes sitting perfectly on him with no wrinkles and the hair styled perfectly in place. You wanted to scoff.

"As a Prefect, it is my duty to make sure every student out past curfew is fairly disciplined and returned to their dormitories." Came his dry reply and your gaze snapped back to his face.

"Are Prefects not supposed enforce rules? Not break them." This time, you did not hold in your scoff. "You are out way past curfew as well. Prefect duties are over for the day."

In the dimly lit room, the candles illuminated his mildly amused face. "I am also the Head Boy. Those ruled do not apply for me."

You shifted, the action causing the water to slosh slightly, and Tom's gaze briefly dropped to where your chest was hidden underneath the bubbles before his eyes connected with yours. You could not detect the emotion hidden behind his onyx stare.

"Just leave." You sighed at last. "The last time we were here together did not end well for either of us." You reminded, the memories of that night you had stumbled on each other and shared a bath running through your mind. It had been foolish for both sides to engage in each other, yet something had pulled you that night to one another, until—

Well, until he had taken you over and over again against the wall of the giant pool. And the next morning, you had avoided each other like the plague, refusing to speak or mention of what had transpired between you ever again. You both silently agreed it had been a mistake. A lapse in judgement.

"Oh? I remember quite differently." His voice brought you back to the present. You met his eyes once again, and this time there was no mistaking the pool of desire in the black of his eyes. "I remember your screams of satisfaction." He took a step forwards. "I remember you pleading for me." Another step. "Begging for me." He stood at the edge of the bath now, looking down at you with a small, pleased smirk.

You could feel the heat returning to your body, igniting your nerves in fire with his every word. "Riddle stop—"

"Oh it's back to Riddle now, isn't it?" He hummed in displeasure. "I remember you moaning my name for the whole castle to hear."

Your breathing was getting heavier, chest heaving and cheeks flushing under his intense gaze. If he did not stop, you were sure you would burst into flames.

"I hear it all the time. It haunts me." A pause. "You haunt me."

You wondered how the hell you were supposed to proceed with your life after that confession, but your mind was a muddles mess, unable to make sense of anything.

His hand reached to undo the tie at his neck, and you could only watch in stunned silence as he discarded the item on the floor before his hand came up to the buttons of his shirt.

"What are you doing?"

"It seems you need a reminder of just how well that night ended." Tom replied lowly, and your gaze involuntarily fell to his fingers working on the buttons of his shirt.

"This is not a good idea..." You whispered helplessly, knowing you would succumb to him either way despite your verbal protests.

His hands stilled halfway, and he lowered himself until he was eye level with you. Bringing a hand to grab your chin, he tilted your face towards him until you were a mere breath away from him.

"Do you want me to leave?" His lips brushed against yours as he spoke. And as you opened your mouth to form a reply, his grip tightened. "And do not lie. I will know if you do."

You swallowed the lump in your throat and shook your head slightly. "Just once. We can do this just this one time."

Tom brushed his lips against yours in a featherlight kiss, as if to tease you, before he pulled away and got rid of his shirt with a self-satisfied smirk.

"That is what you said last time as well."

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justcallmesakira · 4 months

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Bsd men with a childish s/o:

Sypnosis: how they go on with their day with you :333

Genre: crack, low key fluff

Warnings: mention of roblox, McDonald's, LOADS of blasting stuff, torturing Mexican man, war flashbacks

Dazai-

• one word, power couple (more like powerblasting the agency every couple of hours)

• he absolutely loves your childish demeanor, like bro you saw how he acts? He gives undeveloped 22 year old man and so do you🙃

•anyways he actually enjoys your company, your cute little childish acts and stuff

• ex: blasting the electricity cables of Yokohama, drawing silly little Sanrio doodles everywhere, going ":3"after cutely making the enemy go insane etc.

•honestly he would definitely take you to the playground instead of a fancy restaurant 😘👍

•probably swings with you on the swings •"Couple found playing in a children's playground before getting hit in the anal by lighting"

•bro he would go with your childish and stopid tactics😰😰😰

• "omg let's make a paper boat and ride it down the river😍😍🤩😘😘🥰" "anything for you babygorilla😏😈😈😈😽😼"

•like seriously though the agency actually worries, not for dazai but for when he gaslights you with a lollipop into committing double-plugging each other off

•he still enjoys your childish antics, you would go with a cute Lil face doing dumb stuff and he will just watch you with soften eye

•anyways you two have matching energy but unless your in real danger he's not saving you... He's joining you😰😰😨

Chuuya-

•hahh....

•he's so done with you

•you would act so silly and chilly that's he's gonna get literally WAR flashbacks (dazai I am lookin at you and your little lighter🤨🤨

•when ever he took you to McDonald's you would ask the employee for extra sauce and he would ask "why would you want extra sau- AND WHY ARE WE IN MCDONALD'S ORDERING HAPPY Meals????!!!" *slurps down every sauce packet* "it's for the toy, chuuya"

•he totally not traumatized by your tactics <33

•poor chuuya he just wants to have a nice romantic bath with you and there you are with rubber ducks and balls everywhere

•"darling Ily but why the hell did you stick rubber ducks on your body with Elmer's glue? 😃" -chuuya probably

•even during hard missions your so unserious😭

•it's scares him how goofy your are during a shooting..... *flashback*

•he wants to put like a dog leash on you so I don't wander off Dora the explorer live action (NO YALL NOT IN THAT Way) •chuuya=🙅 you begging him to buy a children's kitchen set= 💁‍♀️🔪🍳.

•he genuinely likes your sweet little innocent side

•whenever he's tired of babysit-- I mean taking care of you he takes you to kouyou and goes 🕳️🎢 'bye'

•HELP AUTOMOTIVE BIBI FOGASA STARTED PLAYING-😰😰😰

•he still cares for you especially when you are tired and fell asleep he would carry you to the bedroom and sleep with your head on his shoulder and him giving you a soft smile :)

•just don't remind him of a certain someone.... 🤕

Fyodor-

•he doesn't know why he picked up a street dawg like you

•careful who U call street dog before I leave you on the streets😃

•you and gogol would do stupid stuff in his room, run around playing tag all over his office and there he is with his silly little discord mod on his computer (fyodor please get your rusty ass off from that computer)

•you actually like his goofy cartoon mouse logo and made merch out of his organization 😘😘😘

•"myshka, why are you wearing my organization's shirt and a-" "shhhh- I am promoting your company" "what"

•he's just like chuuya but calmer and is questioning how you can act so carefree while he's brutally torturing a Mexican man

•LEAVE THE MEXICAN MAN ALONE FYODOR-🇲🇽

•still he buys you those kitchen set toys so you won't scream "shimmy shimmy ya" during the Doa meetings😃😃😃

•it's actually kinda sweet bcs of the dynamic you share like-- cold x cheerful

•you begged him to play roblox with you

•"I have work to do" "you can blast people in this game" "..."

•"yadayadaya safusafusafu" -you

•he likes your cheery mess but keep it at an extent before he sends you to the adoption center

•ADOPTION CENTER KINK---

A/N: I am sorry this is bad but it's my first post so please be patient I will start a writing blog with rules and all ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

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gojoidyll · 4 months

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electric love ch. 1

Yandere ! Gojo Satoru x Female ! Reader

Summary | In a technological advanced world where ai and virtual reality overrun the populace, a certain synthetic being learns what love was all thanks to a human woman.

Warnings | implied coworker abuse (power dynamics), abuse of power, dear father is an asshole, mother wants to reconnect with her daughter, college debt, shitty living conditions, implied starvation and being under fed/malnourished, y/n is a pushover/people pleaser, and y/n is referred to with she/her pronouns, etc.

Electric Love Masterlist

Y/n tapped away at the holographic keyboard that materialized before her. Her eyes scan the luminous, transparent screen. Though, her thoughts on the current email she was typing up were quick to cease when a text popped up. Her eyebrows drawing together as a slight frown made its way onto her face.

From Ayakazhi:

You better have those parts done by the time I get to work today.

She tried to think of a witty reply to send back, but decided against it. She was far too fearful of the man to actually say anything rude back. Mainly because she didn't want to get hit again.

Shaking her head, she decided to be nice. As she always was.

From you:

It's already been done.

Pressing a quick send, she closed the screen and keyboard so both would minimize into a thin black band that decorated her wrist, and finally sitting up from her bed, she did a small stretch before kicking her feet out from the covers. Arms raised as another stretch made its way into her routine in her getting ready for the morning.

Though, as she made her way around her rather small and dingy (plus super cheap) apartment, her small moments of quiet were quickly interrupted by her wristband. A green phone icon popping up and shaking from left to right as a small jingle filtered the air.

Maximizing the screen by pushing her index and thumb outwards, the caller id was quick to display.

"Mom..?"

She tilted her head to the side and thought back to the last time she actually seen her. Which was ... last summer?

Yeah.. last summer.

Y/n could remember it clearly. She had just graduated college at the young age of 22. And right when she graduated she took her college debt along with her bachelor's degree and showed it off to her mom that summer.

Her father immediately reprimanded her and said something along the lines of "tch, little brat. Why are you coming to show us some flimsy little slip of paper when you could be looking for a job to pay off that debt of yours?" Along with other hurtful choices of words, but she would much rather not get into it...

A few months later and y/n found herself in this small apartment. Her only roommate being the large debt she had collected due to college loans and such.

Though, she did find a job thanks to her degree. Granted, she finds a little suffocating. It was a company in bioengineering. A company that prided itself in making, fixing, rebuilding ai models. Now, it wasn't as big as the Gojo or Zenin corporations, but it still racked in enough cash for yn to pay off her monthly rent and shave off a little of her debt. Granted, it still wasn't enough since she sometimes has to survive on small ramen cups or cheap baloney sandwiches days on end. But whatever, at least she can eat something.

Sighing lightly, she decided to hit decline. The red button sliding forward and then disappearing as the call ended.

And much to her surprise, a voice-mail popped up a few seconds later, but she ultimately decided to listen to it later and continue to get ready for the day.

"Hopefully nothing goes wrong...," she muttered to herself, but that usually doesn't happen.

"A new client has come in for repair and where is our head ai repair specialist? Not here!"

This was Ayakazhi. Her supervisor. Not her boss, but still someone who has a higher status at the workplace.

"I'm sorry, alright? My shift doesnt start until 9:30, why would i come in early if im not getting paid for the extra hours-?"

"Stop talking," Ayakazhi finally groaned out, already tired of her excuse (because he knew she was right and didn't want to admit it).

"For now, just get ready for the client. He is a very important ai with a lot of money."

You frowned, "then why would he come here to get repaired?"

No offense to her, but the place she worked at was cheap and rundown. Compared to larger corporations, the company she worked at was very ... poor, to say the least. It wasn't like the top ai industry like the Zenin's.

Ayakazhi pulled up a chair and looked to make sure the door was closed behind them.

"Listen. And listen closely. Our client is the next head of the Gojo Corporation, Satoru Gojo. Apparently his latest check-ups back at the company haven't gone well because some certain individuals are trying to get rid of him and take the company for themselves. So, to make sure he doesn't go offline, he decided to come to a secluded company with little work and recognition to make sure he gets properly repaired and looked over while his enemies don't know where he's getting checked at."

She frowned, "how do you know all of this anyway?"

"Because he came here the moment the shop opened up and explained the details very clearly to me and even had me sign a 'keep silent about this' contract."

"And you immediately accepted? What if his supposed enemies found out? I would literally get assassinated in my sleep!"

"Well, at least your replaceable."

She rolled her eyes. What an asshole.

"Alright, fine. Whatever. So when am I supposed to meet this Satoru Gojo anyway?"

Ayakazhi looked at the digital watch imprinted on his left wrist, the teal colors shining brightly as the minutes ticked by.

"He scheduled his first appointment for 10:30 AM, he asked us who our best specialist was and since that would be you he decided to wait until your shift starts.

She paled slightly, "I have to do this today?!"

Ayakazhi merely smirked at her panicked expression and shrugged, "guess so. So have some fun, k?"

She really wanted to strangle the guy, but thought better of it. She couldn't deal with this right now anyway. She had a very important client to deal with first after all.

I swear, if I get assassinated because of this job I'm going to haunt Ayakazhi for the rest of his life!

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#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #gojo saturo #gojo satoru x reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen satoru #satoru gojo #satoru x reader #yandere satoru gojo #yandere gojo #yandere gojo x reader

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thyfatedenemy · 2 years

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He sends you a dick pic and you send this back to him, reactions

I'm fucked up over driving classes and I hate them sm so I wrote this and I'm going to inflict the psychic damage onto all of you to cope

Charachters: Cater, Trey, Leona, Idia, Malleus, Lilia

🔞 contect because... weenies

Cater:

Dude spend HOURS trying to find the perfect angle, the perfect lighting, everything needs to be PERFECT, otherwise he's not sending it.

There it was. The perfect picture. Everything about it was perfect.

And then

Then you have the AUDACITY to send something like that to him.

How dare you?

How dare you be this funny?

Screw you. He loves you so much god damn it, he's got his dick out, it's hard, and he's wheezing his lungs out.

Because of you.

Please come see him rn he wants to kiss his amazing comedian S/O

Trey:

Gonna be honest, you need to bring up the subject.

And he says "sure", like the tiny little fool he is.

Doesn't spend too much time on it but makes it look decent.

Y'know, just a nice little treat for yo-

What is that.

Baby.

Baby what is that. Why.

He's confused.

Then it clicks.

You set him up.

You so nicely asked for a dick pic. All because you wanted to use the reaction picture. Also probably because u wanted a dick pic but we can ignore that for now.

He sends a grumpy cat meme in responce.

Leona:

Puts a lil' effort into it but tbh he'd just rather have you there with him.

Checks the phone occasionally to see when you've responded.

Stares at the image send back to him.

Stares it a bit longer.

Tries to decide what to do now.

For once he's. He's really not sure what he's supposed to do here.

Leaves you on read by accident.

He's not mad he's just very confused.

Idia:

Took him alot to send it, he's shy like that.

The picture is a bit blurry and somehow he managed to make his dick look shy, but y'know, decent picture all in all.

Tbh the meme gets a good laugh out of him, if you ever end up sending him nudes, he'll just send it back to you.

It's an inside joke now.

If you two ever have sex, he's first gonna pull the picture from his phone.

"woaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

"sex"

"so cool"

Please laugh with him.

Malleus: blame @malewife-central for this one /j

He.

Okay so he can't use a phone.

But this doesn't stop him.

He spends hours trying to draw his own dicks

Honestly it's a really good drawing too. Shading, lighting, every single detail is immaculate.

Then he puts it in an envelope, puts a wax seal on it, and sends it to you with magic. The letter burns if anyone but you opens it.

He waits patiently for your responce.

It comes in the form of a carrier pidgeon he'd gifted you.

He opens the envelope.

Teleports to you an asks for an explanation.

You end up spending a few hours with him, explaining the meme.

No he doesn't have his pants on.

Another one whose not mad, just very confused.

Lilia:

Well on a good note, he knows how phones work... probably.

He'd prefer you there with him, pictures like these seem so detatched, but y'know he has no problem with sending the picture either.

He sees the meme and falls to the ground in tears. He's shaking, crying, trying to stop himself from cackling in the hour of our lord, 22:02/10:02pm

Also teleports to you. His dicks still out but u can ignore that.

You've broken this man he can't stop laughing, like seriously it's been 10 minutes.

#mild nsft #malleus x reader #lilia x reader #leona x reader #trey x reader #cater x reader #twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst x reader #twst malleus #twst lilia #twst cater #twst trey #twst leona #mollusk.txt

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echo-bleu · 6 months

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Disability pride request? Two characters of your choice hanging out, maybe one using two forearm crutches and one using two canes. They can be friends or partners - I just generally love seeing disabled characters interactng with one another!

How about three disabled characters?

Once upon a time @camille-lachenille sent me a prompt about Míriel having Ehler-Danlos Syndrome. I had already sketched a disabled Celegorm with EDS in mind and, thinking about how it's genetic, had an epiphany about Celebrimbor (and the meaning of his name) and I drew him as well. So I wrote a fic about all three of them dealing with chronic pain, but I still hadn't drawn Míriel. That oversight is now fixed!

They have more in common than just chronic illness xD.

This is still titled "The EDS gang" in my files, I'm going to stick to it. Set sometime in Fourth Age Valinor, when most things are good again...

Disabled Tolkien characters series

(Feel free to send me more disability prompts! I love drawing them.)

More ramblings about disability aids that devolved into bullet-point headcanons under the cut. ID and transcription at the end, but they're also in alt text.

[CW: this is all fairly light but discussion of death and trauma and you know, everything that comes with these three.]

I do not know how to make comics. I'm sure that's very obvious but, you know, learning new things and all that. One thing I learned was that my usual style of rendering does not work with it as well so I rendered them entirely twice.

It was meant to be day 21 and 22 of my October challenge, because surely I can draw and colour a full page in a day (spoilers: no). In the end it was a combined 15 hours of work over 3 and a half days because I made it as complicated as I possibly could 😭 Still, I had fun and learned a lot.

Note: Ehlers-Danlos syndrome is a connective tissue disorder, affecting basically how your cells are glued together. There are a lot of different symptoms (and different types of EDS) but a frequent one is joint pain and hypermobility, and it's at least partly inherited.

Míriel:

Red was Míriel's colour first. She's not into gaudy things and rarely wears vivid colours, but almost always something red. She barely wears any jewellery since reembodiment, mostly for sensory reason (She is very autistic. That's something she gave Fëanor, Curufin, Caranthir, Ambarussa and Celebrimbor, at least.)

She died of post-partum (and general) depression and energy depletion from childbirth or something, but the chronic illness that was taking all of her energy and keeping her from her craft certainly didn't help.

Also pregnancy was horribly rough on her, partly because EDS can be affected by hormonal changes.

She's actually been better since reembodiment, because she has better accommodations (Finwë did his best but he was very lost) and also a Vala on hand who makes her very good painkilling tea.

She wears knitted compression gloves that she designed to help with hand pains.

Her wheelchair is of Noldor make, but I'm sure Celebrimbor will have suggestions for improving it.

The tapestry that she is weaving is actually this painting of Finrod that I did a while ago. I figure that she's representing calmer, nicer things now that she doesn't have to weave her grandchildren's downfall and deaths.

Celegorm:

He was in a relationship with Oromë before the Exile. After his reembodiment, it took them a while by they talked it out and forgave each other. Oromë doesn't quite get elves, but he's really supportive.

He has a pair of wolf-head canes carved by Nerdanel. He alternatively uses both, just one and sometimes none depending on activity/pain level.

He wears bandages as compression garments because this is a world without elastane. His leggings have reinforced knees for support.

He's always heard about Míriel having the same thing as he does from Finwë, and he knew that when he started showing symptoms, Fëanor was terrified that he'd fade too. So for a long time, Míriel's story was kind of hanging above his head.

That's why it takes him a while to go seek her out after he's reembodied. Celebrimbor understands why it's important to him and he pushed him to it a little bit, so Celegorm dragged him along.

They're going to get along great. Míriel is both the quintessential grandmother and also she has a twisted sense of humour that Celegorm will just love.

Celebrimbor:

Celegorm was always his favourite uncle, and they became very close when Celebrimbor started having symptoms in the early years in Exile, and Celegorm stayed with Curufin in Himlad for him.

It took Celebrimbor a while to forgive him after Returning (not as long as Curufin but still) but they've gone back to being really close.

He was really unlucky with reembodiment: while he wasn't reborn with the physical aspect of his torture, the memory of pain and the trauma made his chronic pain a lot worse than it was before, and he can no longer walk unaided.

He designed the silver ring and wrist splints back in Eregion with Narvi's help, and ended up literally living up to his name (which means "silver fist/grasping hand").

Paradoxically these were a great motivation for him to work through his trauma and go back to the forge, because he couldn't find a silversmith in Valinor who could make good enough ones for him, even with all of his sketches and specifications.

A lot of his work since reembodiment has been designing and making disability aids for people.

He uses platform crutches to spare his hands as much as possible. He invented and designed them, of course, as well as the KAFO brace that he wears here. He's also a part-time wheelchair user.

He is still wearing dwarven beads in his hair. He obviously didn't bring anything back from Middle-Earth but he asked Gimli to make them for him in remembrance of Narvi. His tunic is also dwarven-inspired.

He is pretty chill about Sauron here. I don't know if there was a redemption (I have feelings about @chthonion's The Harrowing and @mynameisjessejk's Otter Mayhem) or if he's just been through enough elf-therapy to be able to joke about it. Celegorm's sense of humour is just Like That.

Celegorm and Celebrimbor are about to try Vairë's special painkilling tea for the first time 👀

Between all of them they should really open a disability aids shop or something. They just might! Míriel doesn't really ever leave Vairë's house but I think Celegorm and Celebrimbor will keep visiting her a lot, and eventually all of the grandkids will as well.

Image description and transcriptions:

Two digital comic book pages.

Image 1: The first case takes the whole width, showing two pairs of feet with each two canes/crutches on a tiled floor, with a speech bubble saying "Do you think she'll want to see us?"

The second line has two cases in 2/3 and 1/3 format. The first shows two hands in red fingerless gloves working on a tapestry on a loom. The second shows part of a light-skinned face in profile, with curly white hair. Three speech bubbles say "My love?" "Um?" "There are people here asking for you."

The bottom part has one case off-center showing the same hand undoing the brake of a wheelchair, with a speech bubble saying "Your grandson and your great-grandson." above and one saying "I'll be right here." below. Then a full-length off-case portrait of Miríel, a light-skinned elf with shoulder-length curly white sitting in a wheelchair and pushing herself. She's wearing a pale pink embroidered dress with red accents, red fingerless gloves and elbow pad and brown boots and smiling.

Image 2: A single large case shows two elves standing in a room with a tiled floor, with a large door and two tables behind them. There are thread spools on one table and a tea set on the other. One elf, Celebrimbor, is brown-skinned and slightly chubby, with long black hair in a braided bun, wearing a red tunic and dark green pants. He is leaning on two decorated platform combo crutches made of wood and metal, with a KAFO brace on his leg. He wears finger and hand silver splints. The other elf, Celegorm, is pale and has long white hair in a high ponytail with small braids, he has tattoos on his neck and arms and he wears bandages on his shoulders, elbows and wrist. He wears a green tunic, leggings and wrap-around gaiters. He is leaning on a cane and holding up another cane, pointing at the first elf. Both canes have handles carved in the shape of wolf heads.

The speech bubbles are arranged around and below them, giving this dialogue, with the speakers distinguished by the shape of the bubble (the parts in parentheses are smaller text in the bubbles):

Celegorm: "My lady, my name is Tyelkormo, and this is my nephew Tyelpë." Miríel: "I know who you are, my wonderful children. Come sit." Celebrimbor: "That would be nice, thank you." Miríel: "Vairë, my love, would you make us some tea?" Celebrimbor: "My lady!" Celegorm: "A Vala who can make tea! (I could never get Oromë to do it.)" Miríel: "It was a long domestication process." Vairë (off screen): "Hey!" Celebrimbor: "Instant hot water! That’s nice. (I wonder if I could replicate that.)" Miríel: "She makes wonderful hot water bottles." Celegorm: "Oromë just uses his hands as hot pads." Celebrimbor: "Ew, I didn’t need to know that." Celegorm: "What? Just because your Maia burns everything he touches–" Celebrimbor: "Shut up." Miríel: "You must both tell me everything about yourself. And your partners!"

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seoul-bros · 2 months

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Jikook Week 11 Complete ✔️(20/02 - 27/02/2024)

Their eleventh week in the military is now complete. It's time to celebrate this milestone with a look back at this week in 2023.

On 21/02/2023 Part 2 of Run BTS Mini Field Day came out. Part 1 was released the previous week and both Tae and Jungkook were on excellent form. Part 2 began with a ping pong challenge which was frankly ridiculously difficult although Jungkook made it look really easy

Things didn't go quite so well for Jimin however. J-Hope was determined to put Jimin off and he succeeded in spades.

It was definitely not Jimin's day to shine.

The final game was Slippery Soccer. The teams were Jin, Tae and JK on the Red Team and Suga, RM, J-Hope and Jimin on the Blue Team. The Red Team were all over the game from the start and it was difficult to see how the underdogs would ever fight back.

Especially when J-Hope and Jimin's body parts were working for the opposition at various points in the game.

But who is going to complain when it led to this celebration hug.

After a few rounds though the blues levelled up and things descended into chaos.

There is even a compilation video of all jikook's chaotic interactions.

At the end of the day, everyone was happy for the match to end in a draw.

Jimin was soaked through having spent a disproportionate amount of time on the floor.

Medal placements were J-Hope - Bronze, Jungkook - Silver and the man of the hour V - Gold.

This show was the last Run BTS filmed before members started enlisting and Jin took the opportunity to accept an honorary gold and say his goodbyes to ARMY but not without some interference from Jimin and Jungkook.

I'm not sure what Run BTS would look like after the military but I hope we might get a few special episodes even if it isn't such a central part of their work together.

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Now you may accuse me of burying the lead but there was another very important piece of news released this week in 2023.

On the 21/02, Big Hit announced that FACE Jimin's debut release would be out on 24th March. The promotional schedule came out on 22/02 and the tracklist and behind video came out on the 23/02.

We got a first glimpse of how closely Jimin had been involved in all aspects of his solo debut and an indication that this was going to be a new and exciting departure for him. We understood this, even if we didn't quite grasp quite how momentous this release would be for Jimin and for South Korean music in general.

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I'm running out of images but let's not forget that Elle Magazine Hong Kong published some amazing shots from Jimin's Dior photoshoot on the 22/02/2023. Jimin's fashion god/goddess era was well underway.

Post Date: 27/02/2024

#jikook #jimin #park jimin #jungkook #jeon jungkook #bts in the military #face #jimin x elle hong kong #Youtube

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jjungkookislife · 9 months

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Sunday, Monday...

pairing: bartender!jungkook x f. reader

genre: fwb, f2l, coworkers au, smut [18+]

summary: what's that saying? don't fuck your coworker... unless he's Jeon Jungkook.

wc: 3.8k

warnings: alcohol use/mentions, mention of smoking (cigarettes), (exclusive) friends with benefits, sex at their workplace parking lot, reader calls jungkook a brat a few times, pet names (babe, baby, good girl), fingering (f. receiving), hair pulling, marking/biting, car sex, unprotected sex, spanking, a little degradation, creampie, morning sex, implied sex in public

a/n: I have been in a writing funk as of late, so i hope you enjoy this. i adore them both so much <3

date: July 29, 2023

Exhaustion lingered in your body as you pulled into the parking lot of your job, choosing the darkest corner with the burnt-out lightbulb hidden just out of view of the camera. You checked your appearance one last time as headlights nearly blinded you from the entrance of the lot.

You were early; the reason pulling up next to you as they parked next to your car. You shut yours off, taking your phone that no longer buzzed incessantly like it had just an hour before.

“Hey,” you grumbled as you climbed into the passenger seat, shutting the door harder than necessary, ignoring the wince of your coworker and your new alarm clock, apparently. What a bastard! He knew you liked your pre-work nap, and yet he texted you over and over just to make sure you’d be coming tonight. As if you’d miss a night to make slamming tips with him at your side. Besides, your pre-work fuck was becoming a routine, a little energy boost to get you through the night when your Red Bull concoctions didn’t.

“That happy to see me, huh?” Jungkook grins anyway, used to your sour mood when he bombarded your phone with texts. Some border on sexual, some not.

[Kook from work] 6:55 pm

What are you wearing?

[Kook from work] 6:58 pm

So we can match not…well, I wanna know what I’m taking off too 🥴

[Kook from work] 7:08 pm

Do you want to do body shots off each other like last week? 🤤🤤🤤

[Kook from work] 7:10 pm

Replyyyyyyyyyyyyy 🥲

[Kook from work] 7:10 pm

I’m lonely 😞

[Kook from work] 7:12 pm

Are you still sleeping?

[Kook from work] 7:21 pm

Wake upppppp

[Kook from work] 7:21 pm

WAKE UP 😭

[Kook from work] 7:22 pm

WAKE UP

[Kook from work] 7:22 pm

WAKE UPP

[Kook from work] 7:22 pm

WAKE UPPP

[Kook from work] 7:23 pm

WAKE UPPPP

[Kook from work] 7:23 pm

WAKE UPPPPP

[Kook from work] 7:24 pm

WAKE UPPPPPP

[You] 7:25 pm I’m up! I’m up! You annoying little brat

[Kook from work]

Hi 😚

Jungkook doesn’t wait for a response as you set your phone in one of the cup holders, accidentally hitting the button to light up your screen. Jungkook pouts when he sees his name hasn’t changed on your phone.

“Still just ‘Kook from work’?”

“Yup,” you sneer.

“Not even a ‘Jungkook from work who blows my back out’ or anything?” He questions with a smirk when you roll your eyes and playfully shove him.

“You’re so annoying,” you huff, leaning back in the seat to stare upwards. Jungkook's soft laughter fills the tinted SUV for a moment.

When you first started working at the nightclub, you were inexperienced and overeager. The tips were good and the clientele was mostly regulars who enjoyed not having to pay an entrance fee. Your boss, the owner, Min Yoongi, took shit from no one and took your side for every bad customer interaction. He was sweet, friendly, and loved his whiskey neat.

You got along well with the bouncers, Namjoon, Seokjin, and Jimin, who took no shit from anybody and of course one of your closest friends, Hoseok, worked most nights at your side, either behind the bar or training the new barback, Taehyung. Jungkook had joined the team a few months ago, another friend of Hoseok and Yoongi’s. He was outgoing, overeager, and learned his shit pretty quickly. You requested being put on his shifts, his nights drawing large crowds and tips your way. Hoseok drew in huge crowds as well, until the clientele realized flirting with Yoongi’s husband was a bad idea. Yoongi would raise a brow, and the customers would falter, order an extra shot to down to get over the shock of his stare, and go on their way.

Hoseok both loved and hated it. Now, he works whenever he feels like it, along with a few other bartenders that were hired part-time to fill the gaps.

“I think ‘Jungkook with the huge cock’ would also work wonders for my self-esteem,” Jungkook jokes, cackling when you reach out to shove his shoulder. After making contact, he laces his fingers with yours, pulling you closer to him.

Thoughts whirl around in your head, most of them being ‘just friends’, but you both know at this point that’s another bullshit lie. You spent so much time ignoring your feelings for him but for now, hooking up before work seems to work for the two of you. Despite all your coworkers/friends insinuating otherwise. You thought you were being secretive hiding out in the darkest spot on the lot each night before your shift, but Yoongi was well aware of what went on in the shadows.

Unfortunately for him, he’d shown up to work early one day, needing a smoke before Hoseok turned up and scolded him. He’d been trying to quit again but working long nights during Spring Break was getting to him. He’d regretted the moment he spotted Jungkook’s SUV rocking beside your car.

“You’re insufferable,” you groan when you slide closer to him. Jungkook lets his seat slide back, allowing you more room but you know you’ll end up lying on the folded back seats with the array of fluffy, fuzzy blankets and pillows set up for the occasion.

“You adore me,” he whispers in response, his hand gently caressing your cheek. Your eyes meet his, your body thrumming with excitement.

Jungkook doesn’t hesitate in kissing you, his lips soft against yours until you’re resting your hands on his shoulder. Slowly, you climb into his lap, moaning his name in between kisses as his hands grip your hips. His large hands slide under your skirt, feeling the softness of your skin. He squeezes your ass firmly, groaning when you grind down against him. He’s got on a pair of sweatpants and a loose tee, waiting to turn into a demon once he hits the locker room on the upstairs floor, restricted to patrons but available for staff to shower and change after a shift.

Normally, you’d do the same but you needed to give Jungkook easy access, forgoing your undergarments and slipping on a shirt and skirt. You’d probably share a shower, and get ready while the club opened and Jungkook entertained whilst you did your hair and makeup.

“I fucking love your ass, baby,” Jungkook groans as he squeezes once again. You giggle, kissing your way down his jaw to his neck. You're mindful of leaving marks on his beautiful skin, knowing they’d stop the tips, and that’s the last thing you want on a Sunday night. The crowd will be reduced exponentially, but his regulars always like to stop by, anyway

Your hands run over his chest, tugging his shirt from under you and slipping it over his head to discard on the passenger seat.

Jungkook's body always amazes you. You wonder if he’d let you oil him up someday and just feel every little bit of it.

“Baby?” Jungkook whines when you stop kissing him, your fingertips brushing over his pebbled brown nipples.

“Got distracted,” you answer honestly.

Jungkook chuckles, pecking you on the lips.

“Don’t you always when my shirt comes off?” He giggles and you shush him, kissing him again as your hips roll against his. You know you have very little time. The start of your shift lingers over both your heads and your alarm is set for fifteen minutes before the start of your shift to give Jungkook time to get ready before you and have someone behind the bar to keep Yoongi’s wrath at bay.

Besides, you’d been waiting for this all day; already wet and ready whenever he was.

Jungkook must note the change of urgency in your movements because his hands grip you harder, every touch is more intentional and each of your moans shoots straight to his cock. He was already at half-mast when he pulled into the parking lot and now, with your warm body on top of his, he didn’t need much to get him hard.

Your kisses were an aphrodisiac, your touch like fire. Jungkook’s head spins when you tongue the tattoo behind his ear, teeth gently nipping at his earlobe as his fingers tease between your thighs, drawn to the warmth in between.

“Please,” you beg, biting your lip as he teases you with his fingertips, cursing when he slips one finger inside you.

“Jungkook,” you whine, head falling onto his shoulder. His breath flutters your hair as he chuckles, set on teasing you but another whine from you and a reminder of the time gets him going. He hopes tomorrow when you’re both off work, he can take his time with you but for now, he’ll settle for this.

With two fingers inside you and his thumb on your clit, he uses his free hand to tug at your shirt. Your nipples poke against the fabric and his mouth waters at the sight. He aches to wrap his lips around them and make you melt for him before he fucks you silly. Perhaps he should go easy on you, but you’re gripping his hair tightly, nearly riding his fingers and making a mess of his sweatpants.

Jungkook resists the urge to just rip your shirt down the middle. The fabric would tear so easily from a few tugs, but your wrath after would be more than he could handle. Besides, you look really cute in your shirt.

With his inaction, you take charge and remove your shirt, tossing it to join his shirt in the empty seat.

Jungkook lifts your skirt to bunch at your hips as you greedily palm at his hard cock, throbbing in his gray sweatpants.

“Give it to me,” you groan when his lips kiss down your neck, his teeth sinking into the skin to get you to curse and moan his name. You’re lost in your lust, grinding against him and tugging at his pants until his cock slaps against his abs. He smirks at your eagerness, stroking himself as you beg him to fuck you. He listens to your whines and begs, knowing you’ll take action into your own hands and just sink yourself on him.

Just as expected, you take his cock in your hands, wishing you could suck him off, but time is ticking and you’re sure Yoongi had pulled in while you were taking your top off. It was only a matter of time before he came over to interrupt or your alarm went off. Either way, you had to get going.

“I hate rushing,” Jungkook huffs as you line his cock against your entrance, teasing him by rubbing the head against your wet cunt. Jungkook's head falls back into the seat, body nearly arching off completely when you do it again and again until you’re cursing and biting your lip as his dick slides inside you.

“Fuck!” You exclaim, pressing your lips to his to silence yourself as you take all of him. The stretch is delicious but still gives you pause. “So big.”

Jungkook feels pride in his chest, hiding the blush on his cheeks by kissing your neck and shoulder. His hands cup your breasts, fingers rolling your nipples as you set a slow pace. He wishes he had taken your skirt off but it’s cramped enough in the front seat and you feel so fucking good wrapped around him to even think about repositioning you.

With the slow roll of your hips, Jungkook curses. He takes your tit in his mouth to hide his face and how much you're affecting him. He’s gentle when he circles his tongue around your nipple but quickly tugs on it with his teeth just to get your eyes to roll to the back of your head.

“Fuck, baby. You’re so fucking wet for me,” he growls as you slide easily on his cock, your moans filling the space between you as he touches every bit of you that he can. He curses when you tighten around him, his hand smacking your ass in response. You giggle, repeating your action to get another spank and a fiery kiss that curls your toes.

Soon, Jungkook grows tired of the slow pace. Mindful of your head, he lifts his hips to meet yours. You dig your nails into his skin as you hold on tight, screaming his name as the windows fog. Jungkooks pace rattles your bones, his moans mixed with yours in his eagerness to cum.

“Fuck, Kook. Babe, please,” you feel his thumb rub rigid circles on your clit as he slams into you, rocking the vehicle. He groans, kissing you as your fingers grip his hair as tight as possible. Pleasure courses through you, your orgasm building until you’re finally screaming his name into his sweaty chest, begging for more.

“Nothing but a cock hungry slut, huh? Need my cock so bad you’re willing to get fucked before work just to feel my cum sliding down your thighs all night. Hmm, perhaps you can actually keep it inside tonight like a good girl?” Jungkook spurs on.

You nod, head empty but needing to be filled and orgasm. Your body trembles, lips pressed to his own as his tongue slides past the seam of your lips, his two lip rings cold to the touch.

“Jungkook!”

“That’s it, baby. Take my cock just like that. Fuck!” Jungkook’s head lolls back, stomach clenching and you’re right behind him as your orgasm hits, thighs shaking on either side of his hips as he continues to thrust into you, cursing your name when he finally cums.

Jungkook smiles, his hands stroking your back as you slump against his chest.

“Ugh, my thighs are burning,” You complain on his chest. His chest rumbles as he laughs, his hands adjusting your skirt as he holds you. He kisses the top of your head, his breath ruffling your hair as he continues to laugh.

“I told you to join me at the gym,” he reminds you and you lift your head just enough to stick your tongue out at him.

“Fuck off,” you grumble as you cuddle him for a few more minutes before you’re peeling yourself off his sweaty chest and groaning as you try to climb back into your own seat without getting cum on the fabric.

Jungkook reaches behind him, grabs his duffel bag, and opens the side pocket. He hands you a pair of clean panties and you roll your eyes.

“Just because I left them at your place doesn’t mean you have to bring them with you,” you mutter.

Jungkook’s grin is wide as you put your underwear on and then your shirt.

“But you’re glad you’re not dripping everywhere, huh?”

“Shut up,” you huff as you hand him his shirt and he tugs his sweatpants back into place.

“Come on, we need a shower and there’s a Red Bull calling your name,” Jungkook groans as he pops his neck and grabs his duffel bag. He arranges his seat back into place and climbs out of the SUV.

You wait for him to open your door, your legs are still shaky as you go to your car to grab your belongings.

Jungkook waits for you, taking your small bag over his shoulder to join his own. Normally, he’d wrap his arm around your shoulder, allowing you to lead him to the back door, where your key unlocks the entrance to let you both in.

However, tonight he’s feeling a little bold, and he laces his fingers with yours, ignoring the heat of your stare on the side of his face. His hair is ruffled and falls over his eyes to curtain himself out of your direct sight. He’s grateful when you don’t say anything, just give his hand a squeeze in assurance.

The obnoxious chirping of birds wakes you up the next morning. You groan, covering your head with a pillow and throwing the covers over you for good measure.

However, your eyes pop open when the scent of a familiar cologne hits your nostrils. Flashes of last night slam you in the face and you groan again as you realize you’ll have to pick your car up from work later.

“Good morning,” Jungkook’s sleep-addled voice greets you. You turn to face him and groan, reaching out to cover his mouth before he can speak again. You feel his lips turn upward in a grin and you curse before pulling the pillow and covers off your face.

“What time is it?” You mumble as you palm at the nightstand to find your phone.

“6:34,” he answers you as the light from your phone makes you wince. You’d gotten home and showered a little over three hours ago. You were planning on sleeping in and going grocery shopping and now you were waking up in Jungkook’s bed again.

“Why are you up so damn early?” You huff.

“I needed a snack and heard you tossing and turning. Did you miss me?” He wiggles his eyebrows and makes you laugh.

“Not even a little bit,” you lie, but Jungkook can see the way you’re holding back a smile, so he kisses your cheek instead.

“Always so mean in the mornings,” he whispers as he wraps his arm around your waist.

“And you’re still in my bed, so,” you shrug as best as possible as you turn to press your back to his chest. Jungkook cuddles you, his head resting on your chest.

“Technically, you’re in my bed,” he grins.

“Brat,” you scoff.

“You love it,” he hums as he kisses your shoulder. You don’t say anything else as he continues to kiss his way up to your neck, resisting the urge to sink his teeth into you until you’re moaning his name.

The first moan that escapes you, has you spreading your legs.

Jungkook smirks. His fingers dance down the curve of your body. He pauses at your nipples to tease them with his featherlight touch, watching your eyes flutter shut and another moan escape your lips.

When he presses against you, he’s already hard. The only thing separating you is his boxers. You stole one of his shirts to sleep in when you got to his place, too tired to throw anything else on.

The shirt bunches at your ribs before he’s slowly lifting you to help you out of it. He watches as you tease your nipples, his hand going to stroke his cock over the cotton fabric of his boxers, before he’s kicking them off to get lost in the covers.

“Please, Kook. I want to feel you,” you whisper as he presses himself against you. He lifts your leg over his own, lining his cock up at your entrance, unsurprised to find you dripping wet already. He bites back a groan, sinking into you in one thrust. Your eyes shut and you curse, the stretch just as delicious as the night before.

Jungkook’s thrusts are slow, your hips meeting his as he mouths at your skin. Your soft moans are muffled by the pillow under your head when you turn. Jungkook frowns, making you look at him from over your shoulder.

His eyes are dark and filled with lust, the twinkle long gone and you curse when he fucks into you deeper.

“Focus on me, baby,” he demands as he grinds against you, his thumb rubbing your clit as his lips take a nipple into his mouth. You melt beneath him, gasping when he tugs at your nipple with his teeth.

“Fuck, just like that, Kook.”

Jungkook hums happily, grinning as he continues and you turn into a puddle. You ignore the way your heart skips a beat, adoration for him invading your mind.

You know this whole friends-with-benefits would backfire for you. You could never keep it casual and maybe you knew that when you agreed and maybe you were willing to put your heart on the line for him because a part of you hoped he wanted more.

Jungkook kisses you. “Stop thinking so much and take my fat cock, baby.”

“Fuck, Jungkook,” you moan when a sharp thrust makes your tits bounce and your thoughts are forgotten.

Jungkook chuckles, kissing your cheek as he fucks into you nice and slow. He laces your fingers together, moaning softly into your neck, and he can’t help but think how intimate it feels to take you like this. There’s nothing better than having you in his arms, moaning his name as he holds you tight, refusing to let you go for even a second. He knew the moment he met you, that you’d be everything to him, but somehow things got lost in translation. Jungkook doesn’t let his thoughts consume him another second, though, focusing on your pleasure and his instead.

Before long, you’re both spent. Panting, you turn on your back as he sits up to face you. He’s smiling, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he tongues his lip piercings.

“Babe?” He asks with a shy smile.

“What?” You ask as you sit up with the covers over your chest.

“Check your phone,” he says simply, nervously playing with his lip ring.

You groan and reach for your phone, deleting the notifications from the hours you were asleep or otherwise occupied.

Once all your notifications from your social media are gone, you spot Jungkook’s text. Only this time you’ve changed his name and the message has you pausing.

[Kookie 💜] 6:31 am

Will you go on a date with me?

“Jungkook,” you say his name quietly and he ignores the way his heart seems to clench.

“I’d love to!” You throw your phone onto the bed, forgotten until later when you change the sheets and the thump startles you.

Your arms drape wound his bare chest and relief washes over him. He kisses your cheek, then your forehead.

“Come on,” he says, patting the bed. “Let’s get some sleep and then we can go on our date.”

“I have no clothes here,” you remind him and he shakes his head.

“You have that pink sundress and sandals here from that one time you came over and stole my clothes,” he states with a playful roll of his eyes.

“A sundress?” You raise a brow. He nods over eagerly and you can already tell he’s got plans for you. Perhaps he’ll hike the dress over your ass in need of a quickie before your date.

Regardless, you’re very much on board for later, but for now, sleep is calling your name and so is Jungkook as you stare at his broad chest.

“My eyes are up here,” he teases, yelping when you pinch his nipple in retaliation.

“Get some sleep,” you poke his cheek, settling into bed with his arms around you and your head on his chest.

Jungkook can’t help but think, this is the best Monday I’ve ever had.

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