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waitimcomingtoo · 5 years

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Hii! Can you do a Tom Holland x reader where they do the buzzfeed video reading thirst tweets and Tom gets jealous of the tweets, fluff fluff fluff. 💞💞 THANK YOUU

I love this idea! I hope you like it

Thirsty

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Warning: it’s thirsty tweets, so adult humor and crude comments

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“Hi I’m Y/n L/n.” Tom said to the camera while sneaking at glance at you to see if you laughed.

“And I’m Tom Holland.” You bounced off his joke with a giggle. “And today, we’re going to be reading thirsty tweets.”

“The tweets aren’t thirsty, darling. It’s the people writing them.” Tom corrected you. He gave the camera a pointed look as you laughed at your mistake, already feeling giddy for the video.

“I’m sorry. Let’s start the video, shall we?” You asked as you picked a tweet out of the bucket. “I wonder how big Tom Holland’s- oh and this is Buzzfeed!” You suddenly remembered to credit the creators of the video. Everyone on set, including Tom burst out laughing. Tom plucked the tweet out of your hands.

“I think we’ve heard enough of the one.” Tom said as he tossed the paper over his shoulder.

“Take a two minute break. That’ll be our intro.” Someone from behind the camera called. You gave them a thumbs up and turned to Tom.

“Are you excited or nervous?” You asked him as your straighten the collar of his jacket. You’d made a habit of tidying up Tom since he had a habit of being disheveled.

“I try to always turn my nerves into excitement.” Tom told you. “But I’m a little nervous about what they’re going to say about you. You, being so hot and all.”

You laughed and tossed some of your straightened hair behind your shoulder.

“Oh, you know. I aim to please.” You replied. You were a little nervous yourself. You could only imagine what crazy things fans could’ve tweeted at your movie star boyfriend. He was definitely a fan favorite, and had a whole army of girls begging to be his. You’d just recently announced that you were together and this was your first video together as an official couple. So yeah, you were nervous.

Your break ended and you picked the first official tweet out of the bucket.

“Tom Holland is zaddy.” You read. It was a nice, calm way to start the video.

“That wasn’t bad.” Tom nodded. “Short and sweet.” He selected a tweet from the bucket.

“Y/n L/n looks a lot like my next girlfriend.” He read. He made a displeased face at the camera.

“I don’t know, mate. I heard she has a boyfriend. A really good looking one too.” Tom joked. You rolled your eyes as he took another tweet.

“Tom Holland is so fine. I think I rewatched the scene when Peters suit falls off a million times.” He read.

“Same girl.” You commented. You took the bucket from his hands and put your hand on the side of your mouth, whispering loudly, “it’s even better in person.”

“If I could only let one person bone me the rest of my life, it would be Y/n L/n.” You read out loud. Your eyes widened at the bold tweet.

“That escalated quickly.” You said. Tom didn’t look amused.

“She already has someone to do that, so.” Tom shrugged smugly and tossed the tweet aside.

“Thomas!” You smacked his arm and looked at the camera. “Do you see what I have to put up with? Let’s keep it PG, please.”

“@YOURNAMELASTNAME, girl, what you doing? Get your ass back in the Louvre where you belong.” You read.

“I liked that one.” Tom said with a nod of approval. “Because you are a work of art.”

You smiled at him and picked out another tweet.

“My sexuality is the veins in Tom Holland’s right arm.” You smacked your knee as you laughed. Tom just shook his head.

“I don’t even know what that means.” He remarked as he took a tweet.

“Y/n L/n, if you’re reading this, by all means, foreclose on my house. Destroy my credit score. Flood my basement. Ruin my life. I beg you.” He read dramatically. The lack of crudeness towards earned a chuckle from him.

“Aw that’s...sweet?” You said, sounding more like a question. You look a tweet from the bucket and cleared your throat.

“I would let 30-50 feral hogs trample over me if Tom Holland was the paramedic who transferred my corpse into the back of the ambulance.” Tom read. You burst out laughing until your stomach hurt.

“That was graphic.” You said between giggles. “And incredibly specific.”

“She wouldn’t really need an ambulance at that point though, would she?” Tom asked you, not ready to leave the topic yet.

“I’ve never been trampled by 30-50 wild hogs, so I wouldn’t know.” You replied. Tom gave you a cheeky grin.

“It’s feral hogs, love.” He teased. He had a way of forgetting cameras were there when you were around.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” You said sarcastically as you took a tweet.

“Tom Holland is the only man who deserves rights.” You read and nodded in agreement. Tom did as well which made you laugh.

“I want Y/n L/n to use my face as a trampoline.” Tom read. He looked at the paper in his hands for a long time. “Now, why are mine so tame and yours are borderline insane?” He was beginning to find the tweets less and less funny. He didn’t like people tweeting about you in such vulgar ways, especially when they didn’t even know you.

“I guess my fans just really like me.” You shrugged and picked up another tweet. “I want Tom Holland to drive over me with his private jet.”

“It’s actually Sonys jet, but I appreciate the gesture.” Tom answered as he took a tweet out of the bucket. “My ideal weight is Y/n L/n on top of me.” Tom clicked his tongue, feeling a little twinge of anger in the pit of his stomach. “That’s unfortunate, since she’s a little busy being on top of me.”

You looked at the camera with wide eyes and a dropped jaw.

“What did I say? PG!” You snatched the bucket from his hands and pretended to be angry. Tom knew he shouldn’t have said it, though be it true, but he just wanted to remind the people watching of your relationship. Tom took the bucket back from you and pressed a kiss to your cheek.

“I’m just letting the fans know who’s you are.” Tom replied with a cocky smile. “All mine.”

“I just wanna know how Y/n L/ns lips feel😔” He read. “And then they put a little sad face emoji.”

“Aw. You don’t have to be sad.” You told the camera.

“They feel amazing, by the way.” Tom quipped, giving the camera a cheeky wink. “But you’re never gonna know.”

“I want Tom Holland to use his jawline to cut me into fries.” You read. It made you chuckle again. You slid your finger across Toms jawline and smiled.

“Me too, baby, me too.” You said and picked out another one.

“This one is about you again. It says “Tom Holland walks into a room and his ass walks in 20 minutes later.” I have to agree.” You nodded. “Daddy thiccums.”

“Don’t start with that again, darling.” Tom groaned. Someone had commented that on his post the week prior and you wouldn’t let him live it down. You thought it was the funniest nickname in existence. Tom, of course, hated it, which is exactly why you snuck it into conversations every now and then.

“What? There’s nothing to be ashamed of, baby. If you got it, flaunt it.” You announced as you swiped some hair off his forehead. He felt a little hot to the touch. You noticed his jaw was clenched for the first time. If you weren’t being filmed, you’d have been all over him, asking if he was okay. You knew you had to bite your tongue until the interview was over.

“Y/n L/n can have it anytime she wants it.” You read off the paper.

“She doesn’t want it.” Tom deadpanned.

“Hey.” You laughed and took the tweet from his hand. “That’s mean.”

“Look at his profile picture. He looks like a foot.” Tom pointed to the tiny profile picture that could barley be seen on the paper.

“A foot?” You laughed and took another tweet from the bucket. There was definitely something off about Tom. You were sure of it now.

”Tom Holland’s ass is phat with a PH.” You read. You looked at the camera and wiggled your eyebrows.

“Again, completely true.” You agreed.

“Why are all of these about my butt?” Tom asked with a smile, but sounding genuinely confused.

“Maybe because you’re dummy thick.” You shrugged and took another tweet.

“Y/n in that dress at the Far From Home premiere? She walked in and said BAWDY. She said body-ody-ody.” You read from the paper.

“Stop.” You put your hand over your face in sudden embarrassment. “You’re too kind.”

“Are they wrong, though? I loved you in that black and red dress.” Tom commented and took one from the bucket.

“I had to show my man some support by wearing his colors. My man, being Spider-Man I mean. Not this loser.” You pointed you thumb at Tom.

“Hey.” He put his hand over his heart and pouted at you. “I am your man.”

“I know.” You presses a quick kiss to his still red cheeks. “I’m only teasing, lover.”

Tom looked satisfied with you answer and read his tweet.

“Not to be horny on main, but I want to hold Tom Holland’s hand.” He said. He immediately slipped his hand into yours and held them up for the camera.

“Sorry.” He said. “My hands are full.”

“@backseatL/N asks, has Y/n broken up with the Brit yet? I’m tryna know if I can shoot my shot or not.” You read. You wished you’d read it to yourself before reading it out loud. It was sure to get a rise out of Tom.

“She did not.” Tom looked directly into the camera. “So you can not.”

You could hear the tension in his voice. He was wavering from joking around to actually being serious. You squeezed his hand gently to let him know everything was alright. Tom seemed to appreciate the gesture and gave you a grateful smile.

“Sorry guys.” You said, your eyes never leaving Tom. “You know I love a London boy.”

Tom picked out a tweet that had a picture of himself at the Far From Home premiere attached.

“I would let Tom Holland break my legs. I don’t know why this photo made me realize that but it did.” He read. You took the paper in your own hands to examine the picture.

“Oh God.” You said. “Remember when you took me golfing for like our third date and you hit me in the leg with a golf ball?”

“I do.” Tom bit back a smile. “I can’t believe you let me take you on another date after that.”

He appeared to be in a better mood until you read the next tweet.

“Y/n is way too fine to be wasting her time with that toothpick. I could show her how a REAL man does it. Just wait, @YOURNAMELASTNAME, I’m coming for you. #tomhollandbetterprayup.”

You grimaced and crumpled the tweet up into a ball. Tom did not look happy and you were starting to see why.

“I think she’s been shown how a real man does it.” Tom said, trying to sound like he was kidding for the camera but not succeeding. You could tell he was throughly pissed off now and hoped the fans wouldn’t be able to tell.

“Yes I have.” You slammed your fist down like you were in court. “Real men hit you with golf balls and then laugh instead of getting you ice.”

Tom laughed at your joke so you kept going to pull him out of his sour mood. “Also, who are they calling toothpick?” You asked as you squeezed Toms bicep. “This thing feels like a ripe avocado.”

“I love it when you talk dirty to me.” Tom said in his sassy voice. You pinched his cheek before taking out another tweet.

“The sun shines for Y/n L/n. It only shines on the rest of us out of pity. It belongs to her and only her.” You read. “Aw. That was really cute.” You said. “Thank you, @fistmetonystark.”

The username caught you off guard. Tom let out a loud laugh as your face went red in embarrassment.

“Okay.” You dragged out the word. “Moving on.”

“I’m just trying to take a bubble bath and watch Home Alone with Tom Holland. Is that to much to ask?” Tom read off a paper.

“In my opinion, that is a lot to ask.” You kidded.

“I think the bath would get cold by the time the movie ended.” Tom said in an attempt to apply logic to the absurd tweet.

“But in my experience, bubble baths with Tom Holland are fun.” You saluted the camera and Tom smiled at you. Your attempt to calm him down wasn’t going unnoticed by him.

“They’re fun until Y/n gets soap in your eyes.” He said to the camera.

“Let the record show that I got soap in his eye once.” You emphasized. “And it was only because I happened to sneeze.”

Tom grabbed the leg of your stool and pulled your chair closer to his. You rested your head on his shoulder as he read the next one.

“@thatswhatmakesyoubootyful says, who said Tom Holland was allowed to have such a juicy dumper? I want answers.” Tom read and you bent over in a fit of laughter. “I can’t believe I had to read that with my own two eyes.”

“JUICY DUMPER.” You screamed. The crew laughed in the background. Tom just shook his head, stifling a laugh.

“@YOURNAMELASTNAME, I just want to put a ring on your pretty little finger. Lord knows Holland won’t do it.” You read once you caught your breath. You wiped a tear from your eye, still to fully recovering from the last tweet. Tom, who was fully recovered, took offense to this one.

“Holland will do it.” He snapped, almost sounding angry. “Holland will most definitely do it, and you can quote me on that, @chokemeharry2011.”

You giggled at the username and picked a paper out of the bucket.

“I want Tom Holland to chop me up and feed me to Tessa.” You raised your eyebrows. “Please don’t. She’s fat enough.”

“Hey!” Tom took the bucket from your hands. “Don’t make fun of my baby.”

“Your fat baby.” You said under your breath.

“Petition for Y/n L/n to win an Oscar for acting like she’s actually in love with Tom Holland.” Tom read, looking completely unamused.

“It’s not acting, but I would like an Oscar.” You poked Toms side but he was busy looking up at the ceiling with an annoyed expression. You gulped you picked up a tweet.

“I want Tom Holland to beat me with a sack of wet mice.” This got Tom laughing again, which made you relived. There were only a few left and you prayed they were tame.

“You know what Tom Holland has that I don’t have? Y/n L/n.” You began to read. “You know what I have that Tom Holland doesn’t have? Lips.”

You crumpled that one up too and gave a fake laugh.

“That one wasn’t even funny.” You said, mostly to Tom. His scowl was back on his face.

“I want to be baptized in Tom Holland’s sweat.” You tried to lighten the mood by reading one for him. He let a little air out and gave a small smile. You moved one of your legs to go over his and left it there. He wasn’t blind to what you were doing and rested his hand on your leg while taking a tweet.

“*pulls up to McDonalds window* can I get uhhhhhhh…Y/n L/n’s hand in marriage?” He read. He had to laugh at that one.

“Aw.” You looked up at the camera with a happy smile. “That’s actually wholesome. Thanks @babydollY/N.” You blew a kiss.

“That was the last one.” Tom looked inside the bucket and to his relief, didn’t see any more.

“Well that was us reading thirst tweets.” You said into the camera. “I feel like I need a shower. Or 12.”

“I feel like you need to block half the people who sent those in.” Tom half joked.

“Well, thank you so much Buzzfeed for having us.”

“And go see our movie, Spider-Man Far From Home.” Tom opened his arms out to the camera before wrapping a protective arm around your shoulders.

The camera man gave you the thumbs up, meaning he’d stopped filming. You and Tom went through the rest of your interviews for that day and didn’t get home until late. Luckily, you were doing press in London so you could stay at home and not a hotel. Tom was still acting a little off during the interviews. He kept his hand on your leg for all of them, and was a little more affectionate than usual. You were pretty sure he had kissed your cheek or lips in every single video you shot that day. Sure, that was the kind of stuff fans and shippers lived for, but Tom had never been one for PDA. When you finally got home, you asked him about his behavior.

“What’s up with you today? Is everything alright?” You asked him when you came out of the bathroom to find him lying on your bed, staring at the ceiling. You took a seat next to him as he sat up.

“I’m not gonna lie, those tweets made me kind of jealous.” Tom confessed. He insecurely toyed with your fingers and didn’t make eye contact.

“Why?” You asked him. You pressed a soft kiss to his knuckles, making him look at you.

“Because I feel like the whole world wants my girl.” He said sadly.

“But to your girl, you’re the whole world.” You assured him, cupping his face in your hands. He gave you a small smile at your corny words.

“You have a way with words, don’t you L/n?” He said, cheering up a little. “And thank you for what you did in the interview. I could tell you were trying to calm me down. I was just overwhelmed by all the people pinning for you. It made me afraid I was going to lose you.” Tom admitted. You shook you head and kissed him gently.

“Don’t worry, lover. You’re not gonna lose me to @fistmesteverogers or @babydollY/N. My heart is all yours.” You told him.

“It was @fistmetonystark.” Tom corrected, looking glum again. You couldn’t help but giggle at the stupid username.

“Whoever it was, it doesn’t matter. People can tweet me whatever they want. You’re the only one I have notifications on for, baby.” You said, trying to keep the conversation light to show Tom how he had nothing to worry about.

“Don’t you have notifications on for John Mulaney?” Tom asked, a smile finally poking through.

“Shhh.” You held a delicate finger to his lips and he laughed. “That’s not important. What’s important is I’m yours and you’re mine and no thirsty tweet could ever change that.”

“It’s not the tweets that are thirsty, it’s the people.” Tom reiterated.

“Well, let them be thirsty.” You declared, still in a joking manner. “The only thirst I’m ever gonna quench is yours.”

“Y/nnnn.” Tom whined and buried his face in your neck. You felt his hot breath on your collar bones. “I’m being serious. I don’t like people thinking about you that way. There are million of boys and girls out there who want to be run over with trucks or hit with a shovel just to be in the same room as you. How can I compete?” Tom asked, the bad feelings sinking in again.

“You can’t.” You shrugged, causing Tom to look at you quizzically. “Because there’s no competition.” You finished. Tom smiled a little as you used your pinky to tilt his face towards yours. “ Tommy, I love you. I’m never gonna love anybody else. So you can be jealous over those tweets but, it’s a waste of your time. Time that could be spent giving me love and affection.”

“You know I can’t resist love and affection.” Tom said with a happy smile. You’d finally pulled him out of his slump.

“Then stop thinking about those dumb tweets and kiss me.” You ordered.

Tom obeyed and pulled you in for a long and deep kiss. He held you close to him, even when you pulled away.

“Y/n?” Tom asked softly, sounding serious all of the sudden. You wonder if all the marriage talk in the video prompted him to ask you a certain question. You didn’t let your smile poke through and kept a calm look on your face.

“Yes?” You answered sweetly. Tom took your face in his hands and stared you deeply in your eyes. You peered back at his gentle brown eyes with all the love in the world. Tom took a deep breath, looked at the floor, and then at you.

“I want you to use my face as a trampoline.” He said finally, quoting the tweet from earlier. You smacked his hands off your face and punched him (with love) in the arm.

“You’re impossible.” You grumbled, feeling like an idiot for getting your hopes up. He, on the other hand, was dying with laughter.

“I am not impossible. I was in a movie called The Impossible, so that may be where you’re getting confused.” He teased. You’d had enough of his humor and got off the bed to walk away. “Come back! I need you to foreclose on my house.”

“Leave me alone, pervert.” You laughed, pushing him away as he tried to pull you back.

“Please? I just want you to flood my basement.” Tom continued to quote the tweets and pulled you into a hug, resting his chin on top of your head. Normally it’d be a sweet gesture, but he was pushing your buttons.

“No thanks.” You answered, giving in to the hug.

“Is it because I don’t have lips?” Tom asked. You groaned loudly and pulled yourself out of his embrace before he could see you smiling.

“I think I just heard a ribbit coming from your mouth.” You called as you walked away.

“Don’t go.” He grabbed your hands and pulled you back towards him. “I just want to know how your lips feel.”

“Two can play this game,” you lowered your voice to a grave tone, “daddy thiccums.”

“Okay.” Tom held up his hands in surrender. “I’ll stop. Just please, never say those words again.”

“I won’t.” You promised. You crossed your heart with your fingers. “But it doesn’t change the fact that you’re a baddie with a fatty.”

“If you keep that up, Holland won’t put a ring on it.” Tom wagged his finger at you, giving in to the joke that made him upset earlier in the day.

“Well I simply can’t have that.” You said in a much calmer tone as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Tom rested his thick arms around your waist and held you flushed against him, pulling a little gasp from your throat.

“I can’t have that either.” Tom said lowly, a gleam of adoration in his tired brown eyes. “Can we just put today behind us and go to sleep?”

Tom picked you up bridal style before you could give him and answer. He placed you gently on the bed, both of you already having brushed your teeth, and climbed in next to you.

“Goodnight, lover of mine.” Tom yawned. He pressed a kiss to your lips before flopping onto his pillow.

“Goodnight...” You said mischievously.

“Don’t say it.” Tom warned in a tired voice.

“Da-“

You were instantly hit with a pillow.

“I told you not to say it.” Tom said, unable to hide his laughter.

“You’re right.” You said sincerely. “I’m sorry.”

You cuddled into Toms side and laid your head on his heartbeat. He rubbed lazy circles into your back and leaned his chin into your hair.

“But @chokemeharry2011 would never treat me this way.” You said quickly.

And thus, you were hit with another pillow.

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justsomefluff · 4 years

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Could I request an Ateez reaction in which the members find out that one of the other members has a crush on their s/o (the other member possibly doesn't know their dating) please and thank you!

Ask and you shall receive!

I made this one so that you have been friends with the guys for a while anyway, so that’s why no one is suspicious of you dating.

Hongjoong:

One day you’re just chillin in the dorms right

It’s about to be movie night!!!

The best night when you have literally the funniest people with you

Once everyone figures out what snacks they need and actually sits down

you plop next to Joongie for some secretive snuggles

But as soon as you sit down, Wooyoung starts yelling about how he wanted to cuddle with you during the movie

Everyone teases him because even you know he has a crush on you (he’s not shy and he has a big mouth so you found out pretty quick)

Since nobody knows that you and Hongjoong are together, you force yourself to go over to Wooyoung instead

It’s almost impossible to ignore your boyfriend’s pout though

He’s staring at you from across the room with the saddest look on his face for like 20 minutes of the movie

you can’t even concentrate, you just wanna go back over there so bad

but you don’t want to expose your relationship just yet

Hongjoong will just have to suck it up for tonight

He does not suck it up, however

after another 15 minutes, he stand up really abruptly and marches over to you and Wooyoung

everybody is watching because no one knows what he’s doing all of a sudden

grabs your hand and pulls you back to his seat

cue more complaining from Wooyoung

“Well we’re together, I'm allowed”

everyone just kind of goes into stunned silence

eventually.... “YOU’RE WHAT”

bunch of yelling from everyone while Joong just yanks a blanket up over the both of your heads

you peck him on the lips and eventually the yelling stops and you can come out to finish the movie

Seonghwa:

possessive mf

but he was the one who didn’t want to tell anyone in the first place

So when Yeosang starts flirting with you, all he can really do is be bitter about it

He watches as you laugh along, obviously not getting that one of your boyfriend’s best friends is coming onto you

You and Yeosang had been talking together for about an hour, just catching up on life and stuff

Seonghwa is getting fed up, no lie

He knew Yeosang had a crush, but he always thought he would be too shy to ever make a move

But all of a sudden Seonghwa feels threatened

he manages to catch your eye across the room and you smile and wave

he just frowns, making you pout and excuse yourself from Yeosang

you head over to him and ask him what’s wrong

He just pulls you into a kiss, catching you completely by surprise

as your eyes flutter shut, his stay open and on Yeosang who is watching with his mouth hanging open

He mouths “sorry, hyung”

Seonghwa pulls away, nods at the younger, and smiles at you

“what was that all about?? What if people saw??”

“don't care anymore”

you don't really question his sudden change of heart

all you can think about is finally being able to cuddle with him even when the boys are around lmao

Yunho:

(who gave him the right to look so professional here like what)

squishyyyyyyyyyyy

is hanging around the studio one day when he overhears what sounds like your laugh

he’s like “they aren’t even here today wth”

so he goes to find the source and comes across Hongjoong FaceTiming you

he is about to rush over to join and say hi to his love but stops when he hears Hongjoong speak again

sounds like a confession... Yunho’s cheeks get all red and his eyes get a little glossy just because he’s overwhelmed

he sticks around to hear what you say

he knows that you love him but, at the same time, there's a part of him that's really insecure and scared

“Aw, Joongie...that’s sweet and all but...” you’re stalling because you can’t decide if you should tell him the truth

Yunho is literally dying as he waits for your answer

“Joong, I’m with Yunho... we didn’t want people to know but I think this is a pretty good reason to tell you. I’m so sorry”

Yunho lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding

lets a tear fall because he was so so nervous poor thing

he backs out of the room so that he doesn’t hear more

he low-key feels bad about even overhearing that much but at the same time he feels more confident in your relationship

he shoots you a text later telling you how much you mean to him and everything, but he doesn’t bring up Hongjoong

he knows that you will end up telling him anyway but he doesn’t want you to think negatively of him for eavesdropping

just so happy that you chose him

Yeosang:

so Yeosang is really confident about your relationship and loves you a lot

but he's shy about letting other people know

but when he notices that Jongho has been making extra efforts to be near you lately, he doesn’t take it lightly

he wouldn’t be nervous if Jongho knew you were in a relationship

but since he doesn’t, Yeosang is worried that he might try and make a move on you

Jongho had talked to a couple of the other guys about his infatuation with you

but he had suspected that Yeosang also had a crush on you so he had held off

but the other guys told Jongho to go for it, since they didn't know the truth either

So as Yeosang is watching Jongho talking to you one day, he notices that Jongho’s fingers keep “accidentally” grazing yours

He’s getting angrier as he watches

but he isn’t angry at you or Jongho, just angry with himself for being to scared to say anything

eventually, he musters up some courage and saunters over to you and Jongho and takes your hand

right in front of Jongho’s salad

And Jongho is immediately like “crap” and walks away

and you’re super confused because what in the world am I missing what just happened

But Yeosang just kinda giggles and asks you if you wanna go get lunch

San:

now San I think is one to actually get pretty jealous

like if he sees someone trying anything with you, he’s gonna be big mad right away

But it is much more difficult to get mad when it’s Seonghwa who is after you

San is definitely afraid of coming off as disrespectful to his elder if he tries to step in and stop anything

highkey hopes that you’ll say something so that he won't have to

One day Seonghwa actually comes to San

to talk about you

he’s just rambling on and on about how cute he thinks you are, totally oblivious to San’s irritated expression

San is fuming

eventually he’s gonna snap and be like “LOOK BRO WE’RE DATING”

and Seonghwa is like O.O

then San is apologizing like a mad man because he really didn’t mean for it to come out like that

he just legit couldn’t listen to someone else talk about his girlfriend anymore it was infuriating

Seonghwa’s like “...it’s cool, I get why you’d be mad”

then he assures him that he won’t try anything now that he knows about you two

But he also scolds San for not telling him sooner lmao

Gives an apology too just to make his lil bro feel a little better

Mingi:

(MY MF BABYYYYYY)

So, Mingi gets insecure, I bet

When other tall boy, Yunho, also proclaims that you are his ideal type during a revealing round of truth or dare

there is a lot of yelling from the guys, as you are literally playing with them and he just SAID THAT?

But Mingi does not think it’s funny

Suddenly Wooyoung leans over and whispers in his ear

“we are gonna try to get y/n to say she wants dare so she will have to kiss Yunho”

Like it’s sweet that they’re planning to be wingmen for their buddy Yunho but Mingi is so SAD

scoots an inch closer to you and shakes his head at Wooyoung

“why are you pouting, just help us lmao”

he shakes his head again, but Wooyoung has already turned his attention back to the game

finally, your turn comes around and all the guys start making up excuses as to why you should take a dare

“Cmon y/n we just had two truths in a row, pleaseee”

“y/n you gotta pick dare or its not fun”

and you’re laughing and about to give in and ask for a dare when you look to Mingi and he’s making big eyes at you

you cock an eyebrow at him and he leans over to tell you what the guys were planning

your eyes go wide and the other guys are like “MINGI YOU TATTLED DIDNT YOU”

so you turn your head and peck Mingi on the lips in front of everyone

chorus of “oh my god” “woah” and other things

“Sorry, Yunho” but he just shrugs like “it’s cool, Id rather you be with one of us than someone random. even if its not me”

Mingi is smiling again and thats all that matters really and he snuggles you for the rest of the game

Wooyoung:

Wooyoung is pretty well-attuned to things that happen around you

always watching you out of the corner of his eye like a stalker

it’s just cuz he loves you tho

so he notices Mingi hitting on you pretty much immediately

honestly finds it kind of amusing for a little bit

but then little things come up in his memory

fans saying that he was too short for you and that you’d be better with someone else

gets down on himself really fast thinking about that kind of stuff

still watching you and Mingi talking

wants to walk over there and hang all over you until Mingi gets the point

so that is exactly what he does

waddles over and slings his arms around your waist

head on your shoulder

kisses your neck and you squeal because MINGI IS RIGHT THERE I MEAN SERIOUSLY WOOYOUNG

and Mingi kind of laughs it off but he’s a little sad bc he liked you ya know

after Mingi goes away you hit Wooyoung softly on the shoulder and tell him to go talk to Mingi and apologize or something

He agrees but he’s like “you have to give me cuddles afterwards”

who could say no to that? couldn't be me

Jongho:

Okay so you and Jongho are coming back from a group dinner and he sat in the front while you crammed in the backseat with WooSan

halfway through the car ride home, you fall asleep and your head flops onto San’s shoulder

he’s immediately giddy about his crush sleeping on him like his dreams are coming true

Jongho’s like “imma break your dreams like my apples bro”

Woo is giggling because San is being so soft for you and stroking your hair and everything

Jongho just kinda watches in the rearview as San takes pictures and stuff

But Jongho just purses his lips and tries his best not to say anything

the last straw that finally breaks Jongho’s resolve is when he catches San pressing a kiss to the top of your head

“Hyung, please don't kiss them in front of their boyfriend”

San and Wooyoung look at each other like “are you the boyfriend”

they look at the driver “is he the boyfriend?”

and then their two collective brain cells join together and are like “JONGHO IS THE BOYFRIEND”

San is a little sad but his happiness at the maknae finding love is more prevalent

They start squealing and demanding details about your relationship

“when did this start” “why didn't you tell us” “did you tell your parents”

Jongho just smiles to himself as they throw questions at him

then you wake up and slap San on the boob for waking you up and then flick Wooyoung for being noisy too lmao

Jongho smiles at you and when you get back to the dorms, he gives you a smooch right where everyone can see (because he can do that now)

#ateez #ateez fluff #ateez imagines #ateez fanfic #fanfic #fluff #imagines #ateez reactions #ateez scenarios #ateez hongjoong #ateez seonghwa #ateez yunho #ateez yeosang #ateez san #ateez mingi #ateez wooyoung #ateez jongho #atiny

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allthefilmsiveseenforfree · 5 years

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Stuber

There are so few original concepts being made by Hollywood these days that I feel like I have to support them wholeheartedly even if they’re lackluster. Today’s original piece of programming is Stuber, a buddy cop movie starring Dave Bautista and Kumail Nanjiani. Bautista plays Vic, a cop hellbent on catching the drug dealer who killed his partner and a guy who never takes any time off. At the urging of his boss (Mira Sorvino) and his daughter (Natalie Morales), he takes a day off to finally get Lasik surgery but a huge lead in his case comes through right at that moment! Since he can’t see to drive, he calls an Uber - enter Stu (Nanjiani), who is working a terrible retail gig, secretly pining away for his best friend (Betty Gilpin) and just one bad review away from losing his Uber job too. Oil, meet water. HIJINKS. So does this original story lack luster? Well...

Honestly, I really enjoyed it! It’s tightly paced, the chemistry of the leads is fantastic, and it’s pretty damn funny. Come for the classic buddy cop tropes, stay for a thoughtful treatise on masculinity.

Some thoughts:

I tell you what, I’ve been spoiled by the John Wick movies because these action sequences just feel disorienting and jerky in comparison to the flawless ballet of Keanu Reeves annihilating bad guys on motorcycles while riding a horse.

These gunfights are bloody too - there’s no illusions about the level of violence happening here.

Listen, I love a buddy cop movie, and that inevitably means you’ve got a tough-as-nails character who is mourning a deep loss, most likely his wife, and is both unhinged and too devoted to the job as a result. So on the one hand, it’s kind of nice that we’re showing Vic mourning someone other than his wife. I suppose it’s also good that Karen Gillan is shown as a smart and capable cop partner, and that she and Dave Bautista have easy, excellent chemistry (I’m sure their time together in the Guardians of the Galaxy films helped quite a lot there). But like. Does Karen Gillan have to die in the first 5 minutes to propel Vic’s story forward? It’s 2019. Do we really have to keep having this same conversation?

After all the trauma Vic is putting his eyes through, there is no way this Lasik surgery is gonna take.

Credit where credit is due, Dave Bautista is an incredible physical comedian. He just GOES for it, every pratfall, every blustering into a wall, every labored punch in a fight scene. He attacks it all with gusto and a lumbering grace you wouldn’t expect. I’m telling you, he’s sneaking up quick to become the next Dwayne the Rock Johnson.

Additionally, this movie doesn’t work without Kumail Nanjiani. I’m so happy to see his star power just exploding between this and his new casting in the MCU as part of The Eternals. He’s one of the hardest working, funniest people in showbiz and I love everything he does here. The weariness, dealing with microaggressions from racist Uber passengers, the frantic energy when shit hits the fan. You really need a strong presence to be able to stand toe-to-toe with Dave Bautista, and their odd couple energy is chaotic and so much fun. I really love their dynamic, and it’s a big part of what makes this movie work.

I love this entire strip club sequence featuring a surprisingly feminist male stripper named Felix (Steve Howey) and Stu trying to convince him he doesn’t have to put up with his boss’s abusive behavior. It’s actually a really sweet scene which could have easily bro’d out and gone for a lot of cheap laughs.

The dog (pictured above) is amazing in every way and I LOVE HIM. He is perfect and such a good boy, and no harm comes to him - we even see him get adopted! There is even a whole PACK of other Very Good Boys and Girls shown throughout the film, and all of them live to tell the tale. Well done everyone.

It’s a weird balance the film is trying to strike that I think it *mostly* succeeds at, between showing us a lot of gross toxic masculinity, and also showing, in the form of Stu, another way. Now, Stu gets dragged along on Vic’s rampage, so he does a lot of hypermasculine things like shooting people and causing explosions, but he also has a lot of emotions about it and shows a lot of vulnerability. Ultimately, Vic teaches Stu he has to take responsibility for his own life and choices, and Stu teaches Vic that he has to allow himself to be open or he will lose everything in life that’s important to him. It sounds cliche because it is, but the way the characters grow and change as a result of their time together feels lik eit was genuinely earned, and in a 93-minute movie, that’s a feat in itself.

Maybe I’m rusty and off my game, but I did NOT see that villain twist coming! But in classic “this villain is just here to be villainous” fashion, there is a LOT of monologuing going on that feels a little tired and lazy.

Another thing I appreciate is that this is maybe the only time the “friendzone” has been treated fairly onscreen.

Did I Cry? A tiny bit. When Vic thanks Stu at the end. THEY’RE GOOD FRIENDS OK, IT WAS SWEET.

If you like action comedies, you could do far worse than this one which keeps a pace fast enough for you to stay engaged, and which features enough solid jokes that it can actually be called a comedy.

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peaches-of-1 · 5 years

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Training: On Lock

HAPPY MONDAY!

This and the next two chapters will be coming out sooner than later! If you have any ideas for upcoming chapters, let me know. My masterlist is in the bio for the rest of these wonderfully smutty stories.

You were trying so hard to be good during the interview. You really were, but it wasn’t your fault that you were in your second week of not being touched. The boys had made a bet that you would beg them to fuck you before all seven of them would beg you for sex. You were a stubborn queen, so of course you were gonna take that bet. Two days later after a really frustrating shoot, you regretted it.

They were all in the pool shirtless, and you weren’t allowed to be seen on screen even though you were carrying a lot of their things since a manager had gotten sick on the plane. You really wanted to be fucked in that pool, but nope. No way.

Then today happened where they had a few back to back interviews in California before going to their next spot for vacation. They were playing blindfold games and Jimin’s shirt had been ripped. It reminded you of the last time you played together and ripped his shirt on purpose to remind him who was in charge.

So you were turned on but you weren’t gonna let him know, instead you left the room and texted one of the idols you had met. You knew his group was in the same area of Cali as you for the next few days. He also had a huge crush on you, and all the boys knew it. They got...protective, and you were were feeling bratty and desperate.

You had been here enough times. Not knowing about the location of the lunch room was a lie. Just 20 minutes ago, you had gotten a few bottles of water for the boys. With bright eyes and a bit out of breath, Chan showed up with a smile within five minutes.

“There you are! I got here as quickly as possible!”

You smiled, “Obviously. I’m so glad you’re here. I thought I was gonna die of boredom.”

He put his arm around you, and you just smiled, “I would never let you die. Let’s go eat, huh?”

Once getting down to the cafeteria, you just hung out and chilled with the Stray children. They were a great group and some of the funniest guys you had ever met while working for Bangtan. All of them were complete sweethearts and a few of them had a similar taste in jokes as you.

Chan sometimes fed you food off of his plate and even when you stole a chip out of his bag, he just smiled and blushed. There was a time after you had shoved some applesauce in your mouth that some of it stayed on your face.

“Oh, (Y/N) you have some--” Minho motioned to the corner of your lip.

“I’ll get it.” Chan grabbed a napkin and wiped at your mouth to get the sauce off and it was suddenly a tender moment.

The boys went, “Awww,”

“What a gentleman.” Felix smiled while taking a picture.

You laughed and your phone went off. Took them long enough.

And you did. Then you turned to the blonde and smiled, “Chan? Do you wanna go for a walk? They’re still busy, and I could use some fresh air.”

He nodded, “Of course, noona. We don’t have to be back at the hotel until later.”

So you two went to go for a walk. You were wearing a cute miniskirt and a striped tank top today since it was hot out. Yoongi had picked out this outfit for you because he liked watching you do everything to keep the skirt from riding up. The camera crew that you recognized was coming down the stairs that lead to the exit. It was a manager who called your name.

“One sec, Chan-ie.”

He nodded.

“They aren’t happy with you, (Y/N). They said if you come back now, they’ll punish you gently.”

You chuckled, “They’re still playing their little game. I’m going to get them to cave one way or another. Let’s go get some ice cream, Chan-ie.” You grabbed the young man’s arm and you two left the building.

He couldn’t help but smile. The camera crew would follow you and get permission later. It was only two of them and Chan knew it was coming. You asked if it was ok with him, and he said he was fine with anything as long as it was with you.

“You’re such a great friend, Chan. So sweet.”

It was great just to chill and stuff with your friend. You two did get ice cream, and he paid for both of you. Then you guys went to a park and played with the children that were there. They asked what you were filming, and you told them you were getting some footage for some kpop stuff. They were excited and started talking about what they knew about BTS through TV and what their siblings, parents, cousins had told them.

They were all so cute and then one little boy in a red shirt pointed behind you, “Two of them is here!”

You turned around trying not to smile too big. Jungkook and Hobi were there, shit. Hobi. Your heart beat in your chest remembering the last time you teased them too much and ignored their messages. They waved to the kids and Jungkook talked to them and Chan while Hosek grabbed your hand and pulled you behind some trees. The Aussie was obviously confused.

“Be nice!” You called as you were getting dragged away, biting back a smile.

You were pinned against a tree before you knew it. When Hobi was mad, it was pretty terrifying.

“Everything ok?” You asked.

He shot a sharp glare at you that sent a shiver straight to your pussy.

“Don’t play that shit with me. You know Namjoon and Yoongi wanted to be the ones to do this to you, but I didn’t think any of them would do it well enough.”

Your heart was beating fast as he got right next to your ear, “Do what?”

An evil smirk crossed his face as he starting rubbing your hips. If only he could feel how wet you had gotten just from anticipating what they might do to you.

“W-what are you doi--”

“Shut up.” He growled, and you swallowed. “You think you can just go traipsing around town with someone other than us? Someone who has openly confessed his feelings towards you?”

You didn’t say anything not even that you were keeping each other as just friends. You wanted him to get so worked up and take you right there, and he looked so hungry to do it too. The trees provided enough coverage for a quickie if you could keep quiet. Even if he just finger fucked you it would be enough.

“Speak.” His hot breath landed on your neck.

You challenged him, “I just needed to be away and Chan’s just a friend. We are doing a challenge and seeing Jimin like that almost made me lose.”

“So that’s what this is about?” He chuckled in your ear.

It was so overwhelming that you had to close your eyes.

“You decided to tease us because of this challenge? Oh, baby, you thought we were going to crack so easily?”

You whined as he pulled away and your legs felt like jelly, “You mean you’re not gonna?”

Hoseok chuckled, “Jagiya, please. There are kids around.”

He left the area to the playground and left you to collect yourself. FUCK!!! You whined and pouted to yourself. Not as if he had eaten you out in a movie theater or anything. No, not at all. God you were so wet.

When you came out, Jungkook and Chan were playing with the kids and Hobi joined them. You just sat down and started plotting again. Not to mention, you were in chastity. Only the boys had the keys, so you couldn’t play with yourself no matter how hard you tried.

Hobi had to catch his breath after leaving you. He almost lost right then and there. All 8 of you were in chastity and couldn’t do anything without begging the other side for freedom. Jimin would either be the first or the last to give in because he was extremely needy, but also he had done this several times before as punishment.

He had been so good. The last time he had been locked up was after teasing Namjoon during an interview because of Hoseok’s dare. He was so hard and decided to get his mind off of it. When the van came with managers arrived, they had to go.

Yoongi laughed as you clutched a throw pillow instead of Hobi or Kookie. You clutched it so hard as the feeling in your crotch still hadn’t gone away.

“You didn’t give in, did you?” The pouty rapper asked.

All three of you shook your heads.

He sighed and relaxed, “I guess that’s punishment enough then.”

Jimin was pouting and had his arms folded. He mumbled something under his breath. Namjoon put his arm over the younger and said that Jimin said he was thinking about fucking you after being blindfolded and teased on camera like that but changed his mind once he found out you were with Chan. You put the pillow on your face and screamed.

You even caught Jihye smirking in the front seat about the self sabotage.

Once at the hotel, the eight of you ordered take out and watched a film in the maknae’s room. Taehyung kept squirming during a sex scene. He was the one who had chosen the movie in the first place and suddenly remembered why he liked it so much. The leading female looked like you and the male looked like him.

Everyone watched Tae now, waiting with baited breath. When he moved to turn the TV off, he was held back by your strong legs.

“Fuck, jagi, please?”

“Please what?” You asked, hoping he’d ask for freedom.

“It’s too hard.”

You smirked, “What do you want me to do about it?” and with your position of him on the floor in front of you and your legs holding his arms to the couch, you were able to tease him by putting your crotch near the back of his head.

He flexed his hands, “No, no. I’m fine....”

Two minutes later. “I’m not. Please let me fuck you. I can’t take it anymore! I wanna fuck you, jagiya!”

You smiled and the two of you went to his hotel room to fuck. It felt so good to get it off, and he rubbed his hands all over you. He talked about how pissed he was earlier and how his imagination had run away with thinking about what you had done with Chan, how you teased him. Tae’s large hands gripped your ass so tightly.

Even after three rounds, he just wanted to just play and grab your butt and your tits. Once both of you were sated, he put his hands on his face as the two of you stared at the ceiling.

“Shiiiittt. I messed myself up so badly!” He complained and covered his face.

You giggled, “I’m glad you did.” and kissed his cheek.

He turned around and growled into your ear, “Wanna go again?”

“Don’t you have an interview tomorrow?”

“I can call in sick.”

You flipped him over and tied his wrists to the bed while you made out with him, smirking when he realized he was stuck. You said you’d set him free once you had taken a shower.

Taehyung was able to pick out your outfit for the next day since he didn’t get another round in last night. He was allowed to make you his Gucci Goddess again by putting you in a pink leather mini skirt, a pink dress shirt with a bow on the front, and black platform pumps because he loved the way your legs looked in heels. Especially when the heel was in the shape of a Gucci G.

He gave you a rainbow beaded cuff for your right ear and the matching beaded chain ring while he wore the pearl versions of both for the interview. In your left ear was a simple gold Gucci logo stud. You were nervous walking in the heels, but Jihye was there to support you. It wasn’t the most comfortable outfit. Still, the way it made Taehyung lick his lips every time he looked at you made it worth the slight struggle.

You were in charge of his red leather Gucci bag and he told you to not open it unless you wanted to get punished. Even though you sort of did, you thought it better to see what the possible reward would be if you succeeded in staving off your curiosity.

It was a photoshoot today. High femme and androgynous models were there in colors complimentary to the boys. Yoongi was in a blue that matched his hair and his two photo partners were in pink and purple, like that sort of thing. Looking around at the boys, it looked like one of your daddies might be the next to crack.

Namjoon dropped an earring he was putting in while one of the wardrobe people did his shoes for him. You bent over and picked it up, forgetting the thin panties you were wearing had been an anniversary gift from him. He asked you to fix his tie once everything else was done.

“Do you like seeing me suffer?” He whispered into your ear.

“You know that I don’t. I want you to give in as much as you want me to.” You replied with a low voice and began to walk away.

He made you trip and caught you, “Is that why you’re wearing Daddy’s favorite lace panties?”

You scoffed, “It wasn’t on purpose.”

Jihye came to grab you while noonas swarmed RM to fix what his little trick messed up. She told you to sit. You obeyed and were handed some water by a manager. You drank up and watched the others get ready. The photos were going to be amazing. Some of the solo shots were done at sunset.

“(Y/N), can you bring me the oil papers, please? Jin needs them.” One of the noonas asked since they were familiar with you.

You were happy to oblige, but ended up tripping on a wire since you hadn’t lifted your foot high enough. This caused you to fall into the shallow end of the pool. The boys quickly moved to get you, but Jihye said she had it under control.

“Didn’t I tell you to sit? You’re like a baby giraffe in those shoes.”

“Sorry, I--”

She stopped you, “Do you want a change of shoes? I’m sure there’s a store nearby, and--”

“There should be an extra pair in the car.” Taehyung said, putting a hand on your shoulder. “I brought them just in case something like this happened. I’ll help her change.”

“No.” Her strict voice came out. “I’ll go get them. You two stay.”

He should’ve known there was no way she was gonna let you two go fuck in the van when today’s schedule was so tight. Tae asked if you were ok and then was called off to a different area to shoot. You stayed where you were now barefoot.

“Achoo!” You sneezed and a hand was in front of you with a tissue.

“Here you go, noona~” Jimin was there dressed all summery and nice.

You grabbed the tissue, “Thanks.” and blew your nose.

He asked if you were doing well and where your shoes were. You explained to him that Jihye was getting you the extra pair that Tae brought in case of emergency.

“Do you need something?” You asked, giving him a look.

He nodded, “But I...I don’t wanna...mmm.” His small hands grabbed at his pockets. Then he walked away.

Why was he so good at this? Playing hard to get. You pouted and let your towel fall around your shoulders. Firm hands put it back up. Namjoon. Even though you tried to shake him off, he firmly bundled you up in the towel, making sure your front was covered too. Of course the thin blouse had been sticking to your chest since you were drenched.

“Last warning, Princess.” He was not in the mood for your games.

You looked to the ground, “Sorry.”

Namjoon kissed his fingers and placed them on your cheek. Then he walked away. You felt rather lonely...and needy. Really needy. Now that you were dry, you walked around and helped where you could. It was at an Airbnb. Three stories. You were told to go see what the third floor was like, take pictures and send them to Jihye to show the director.

“I’m on it.” You said and began climbing the stairs.

The eyes that watched you ascend were not on your radar, but you were for sure on theirs.

Three panoramics and dozens of close ups later, you carefully made your way back down the hallway to where the stairs were. A hand grabbed you and pulled you into a closet before you could even scream. Lips were pressed against yours and desperate hands clawed at your shirt.

“Fuck Tae!” The voice said. “He knows my weakness for miniskirts.” Lips feverishly sucked on your neck and hands on your legs.

“Hobi?”

“Yeah, it’s me.” He sounded breathless. “Please, jagi. I can’t stand not to fuck you when you’re dressed like this.”

His pants were off in an instant. You had the keys around your neck, so it was easy to unlock Hoseok’s dripping member. He was more dom than ever before as he turned you around and lowered your pink lace panties. Hobi thrusted into you after hastily sticking on a condom. His left hand covered your mouth while his right played with your clit, making you see stars. JHope’s cock was so good like this. It hit you deep inside.

“Oh, jagi. Oh fuck yeah, jagiya. You look so fucking hot in this skirt. When you came out of the pool, I had to stop myself from knocking you back into it and fucking you right there.” He growled next to your ear making you even wetter.

His panting got heavier and heavier. You could tell he was gonna cum soon. Even though you knew you probably weren’t gonna orgasm during this quickie, you were glad he had given in to his urges.

“Fuck, (Y/N). I’m gonna. I’m gonna--”

“Cum for me, Hobi jagi.”

Your legs went numb as he released in the condom inside you. He wasn’t one for getting caught, so he was always prepared. Hoseok just leaned on you for a few minutes to catch his breath and to hold you up. A laugh bubbled from inside his chest when you whined since you had not reached your own climax just yet.

There was a knock.

“It’s Jihye. I’m giving you a head start. We’re starting to move equipment up here. You got 30 seconds to pull yourself together.”

Hobi pulled his pants up and handed his cock cage to Jihye’s gloved hand. She put it in her special bag along with the gloves. I pulled up my panties and walked out of the closet as Jihye made sure nothing was left over as she always did. Then we walked away and made comments about the closet smelling strange as if it wasn’t because it was freshly fucked in.

After the photoshoot, the boys went to lunch. Well, most of them. Jungkook took you home to fuck your brains out and then meet the boys at the concert venue for sound check. You couldn’t remember much because it was just sensation after sensation, and you were insanely giddy since it had been 3 days since you had been fucked by anyone.

“I’m gonna get you much wetter than that water, (Y/N).” echoed in your mind with a memory of his devilish grin.

You smiled at him because he winked at you as he was heading on stage. Three down. Four to go.

~~~~~~~

The boys were recording today, this time at a rock quarry or a canyon? Whatever it was, there were a lot of rocks and stuff. You were a backup dancer for this scene, so you were in black high waisted shorts and a flowy top that looked like crumpled foil but pink instead. It was similar to the other girls’ outfits. You all also wore thick black heels and pink frilly socks as well.

You were taking a break while one of the older girls got her knee checked. She had slut dropped and been unable to get back up. You heard someone yelling and then one of the girls tapped your shoulder.

“Yeah?” You turned to face her.

“Jimin wants you for something.” She said. “Make it quick.”

You went to see what Jimin wanted, and he just smiled at you, “I just wanted to see your outfit up close. You look amazing, (Y/N).”

“Thanks, Jimin-ssi.” You replied with a smile and then lowered your voice. “I miss hanging out with you, my Little Prince.”

His ears flushed scarlet in an instant, “M-me too, but I’m...I’m not gonna lose. So stop teasing me, Mis...um...(Y/N).” Jimin shook his head and then slapped his cheeks. “I’ll talk to you later.”

He walked away before you could really turn on the charm. Then you did the dance twice more for the camera by yourselves. Before you broke for lunch, the director said that Jimin would be dancing with y’all after the break. That made sense. You two practiced it almost every day for a week before he went home for a few days cuz of all this travelling he’d have to do.

To make everything seem casual, you ate with the other dancers instead of the Bangtan Boys. It was fun to talk to these girls. You had known some of them since the beginning. Others had come and others had gone, and there was a bond between you. They asked what Jimin wanted earlier.

“Oh, you know. He wanted to tell his best friend how good she looked in her outfit.” You stabbed some grapes. “I’ve been complaining about the bloating my new diet has brought, so he just wanted to make me feel better.”

“He’s such a sweet guy.” Lana said.

Meg motioned behind me, “Seems like he’s not the only one wanting his bestie’s attention.”

“(Y/N),” Namjoon smiled at you. “May I sit with you ladies?”

Everyone said yes, so you scooted over. He had a vegan alfredo pizza slice and some chicken on his plate. You decided to gorge yourself on fruit since you weren’t too hungry but simply lacking energy. While the conversation changed to the newest concept theories, you felt his hand on your thigh. You and him stayed neutral.

He laughed, “Oh, that reminds me, (Y/N). Jimin wanted to see you before the next shot so that you two could practice. He says he can’t do his partner bit without you.”

“Oh, really?” You sipped your water.

“Yeah. He’s in the trailer with the blue star on it.”

You stood, “Ah, ok. I’ll go see him now before we run out of time.”

…

“Jiminie, I swear you’ve done this before. I know you can do it.” You stood behind him and lifted his right arm. “This arm comes out and over and then you left your left leg. It’s not both left until the second time.” You said, a thin layer of sweetness over frustration.

“Please kiss me.” He whined. “I can’t take it anymore. I told myself we’d just practice, and I know we don’t have much time left, but--”

“If you want me to give in then you have to kiss me, and I--”

His lips pressed into yours and you unlocked his cage. The fastest way to get him off was to finger his ass while sucking him off, so that’s what you did. His thighs tensed and he covered his mouth to keep the whole crew from hearing his moans. Little Prince wasn’t allowed to touch you either.

“Gonna, cum, Madame!” He hissed.

“Cum for me, my Little Prince.” You slid a condom onto him and jerked him off until he blasted his white ribbons into it.

Jimin pulled you to his face and kissed you again while there was a knock on the door. You were riding his bare thigh.

“Coming!” You called for both reasons.

You muffled your moans with another kiss and quickly cleaned his leg with a tissue and then walked onto set. Once that filming was done in about two hours, the sun was gone. So it was time to change and travel to where the night shots would be taken.

“Naughty naughty.” Yoongi said as he passed you by on the way to his rap scene on the balcony.

You pulled his arm, “How--”

“Jimin told me. He’s such a good boy.” He smirked and whispered into your ear, “But you won’t get me.”

A male dancer by the name of Sooyoung kissed your cheek and hugged you from behind, “I’m so glad you’re here today, noona!” He called you this even though he was older. “Whose partner will you be?”

“No partners.” You replied. “Just a club scene, so whoever’s there.” Then you noticed his outfit was the same color sparkle as your bodycon mini dress. “Or it’s you. Of course.”

“Of course! We dance so well together!” He hugged you again and laid his head on your shoulder.

You smiled, “As always. I’m glad it’s you. It’s so much fun to dance with you.”

So you shot a few club scenes without the boys and then with the boys. Suga was trying not to let his jealousy show. He was better at it than Jin and Namjoon who tried to pull you to dance with them, but the director said no. Even if it was a club scene, the boys weren’t allowed to be seen interacting so closely with a girl especially if she was a familiar face to the fandom.

You just did as told and then some. Maybe you were being a bit extra dancing with Sooyoung and Lana. Namjoon loved girl on girl action no matter how much he tried to deny it. You remembered when you asked him if he ever wanted to have a threesome with you and another chick. His whole body said yes, but his words said no. So nothing happened. Director-nim noticed how close you and Lana were.

“Kiss her.” he said.

You looked at her, and she nodded with her bi-pride earring dangling. She grabbed your face and kissed you slowly. Her lips were so soft. You couldn’t see it, but you felt Namjoon’s fiery eyes on you and her. It was so intoxicating that you two had to be pulled apart. You two laughed shyly, and she looked at the ground. Then it was time for the next scene. Then food. Then more scenes and then home.

The alarm went off. It was 8am and time to do more shooting today. This time in a forest. There was a hand that you grabbed, but it wasn’t any of the boys’. The nails were painted a bright coral color. A high pitched, “Hmm?”

It was Lana’s hand on Namjoon’s chest. Right.

Last night, you saw him talking to her once the shoot was done. They got in the same car and you rolled your eyes. It was such a cheap move, but it was also something you had done just a few days ago to get the boys to give in. It wasn’t until you were back at the hotel and out of the shower that Daddy texted and told you to hurry to his room in pink lingerie along with the key.

You had to play dumb, as if this was an unexpected thing because Lana was there. It was just luck that he called you. He had gotten turned on when he saw you kissing her and both of you said yes to having sex while he watched and then letting him join. A one night stand from her point of view.

You laughed and woke up the others. Bows and apologies and all that sort of stuff happened. The two of you shared a knowing look once on set in outfits that were barely anything more than vines and loincloths. Who was left? You asked yourself while being lowered from a thick branch.

Jin and Suga. Today was the last day of filming, and it was cold. Maybe you could get a 2fer tonight. It had been a week since this whole thing started. To be honest, you were surprised that they had lasted so long. During the jungle scene, Jin was to be singing in mid air. He was scared but you cheered him on.

“You got this, Oppa!”

The other girls echoed you and stroked his ego. His cheeks turned red. You could see under his light coat of makeup, and his ears were even redder. The location was sort of a treehouse where there dancers had to wear sandals to make sure no one got splinters. There were some aerial acrobatics going on as well.

The shoot ended with Suga telling you to cover up and you refusing to hoping it’d get him riled up. It didn’t. He went straight to take a nap when he got home while Jin made dinner. You helped since everyone would surely be hungry after working so hard all day.

“How come you’re being so stubborn?” You whined. “Just give up and make it easier for the both of us.” You gave him a back hug while he was dicing some onions.

Jin’s hands froze, “I have a knife in my hands, (Y/N).”

“Yeah, but don’t you wanna play Tarzan and Jane after today? I would think this thing would be right up your ally.” You rubbed your face into his large shoulder blades. “I want your all natural cock inside me~”

“Me want--”

“Hyung!” Namjoon called, “No sex in the kitchen. It’s an official rule now. We don’t want a repeat of last time.”

He set down the knife and moved your hands from his waist, “No, no sex. Just cooking. Hope you’re hungry. It’ll be done in 30 minutes.”

You huffed and pouted before going back to working on making the drink to go with dinner. It was something you had made by accident before but the guys ended up liking it, so you had it every day a week of filming was done. The jungle was the last scene for this video which meant tonight was the night. Beer and soju with sugar and vanilla flavoring.

At dinner, you played footsies with Jimin who couldn’t help but giggle. Yoongi started gripping your thigh rather roughly.

“Ow!” I said dramatically and looked at him.

He took a moment to breathe and then returned his hand to his own body, “Sorry.” He said. “Please not while we’re eating, darling. Please.”

“Or else what?” you dared him.

Suddenly, he stood and picked up his plate, “I’m gonna eat in my room. I’ll bring the plate out later.”

As long as you had known Yoongi, you still couldn’t get a good gauge on how upset he was, but you knew it wasn’t good. Usually, he’d just fuck you until you apologized or he felt like you had been “punished” enough. He didn’t enjoy you when you were bratty, so you used it to push his buttons because you knew how quickly things could flip and enjoyed it. This moment, however, just made you pout.

Taehyung kissed your cheek, “He’ll be over it soon, jagi. Don’t worry about it.”

You gave him a small smile as he held your hand. Him and Jimin snuggled you in your bedroom once everyone finished with the meal. They talked about how fun their recording session went, and you went to bed being lulled to sleep by the vibration of their chests.

~~~~~~~~~

The next day was an off day, so a lot of the guys went home for a bit. You were home alone and so you called Jihye over to hang out. The two of you went shopping at the mall and got some matching outfits and the like. When you passed by a pair of mannequins in a white fur coat and the other in a matching vest, you remembered dressing up all slutty for Yoongi that day.

You sighed and decided to get something for him to apologize. You went to the pet store and then to an electronics shop. Then you put it all into a gift bag and decorated it nicely with a card. He’d be back later tomorrow, so hopefully he’d see it then. You simply worked on the dances for the next comeback tour they were gonna do. Then you took a shower with Jungkook who said he missed you so much that he came back early.

You woke up when something fuzzy brushed against your hand and then something wet. Jungkook and you had fallen asleep on the couch and there was a cute little Yorkie sniffing your hand. It had a bow around its neck.

“Uh, thanks for the dog toy and the custom laptop stickers.” Yoongi said. “They’re really cool. I’m sure Holly will love it.”

You picked up the puppy and nuzzled it, “What’s this for then?”

“I’ve been meaning to get you a dog for a while. It’s from the shelter. We just had to finalize some things. My parents can take care of her with Holly when we’re on tour.” He said with a smile.

You hugged him, “Thanks, oppa.”

Jungkook woke up and scratched the yorkie’s head, “So, what’s her name?”

“Hmmmm, Yoonji.” You said without hesitation.

Both of them giggled.

“I think that’ll be a great name.” Yoongi said and kissed your cheek. “I’ve got work to do. I’ll see you later.”

“Ok~” You said.

You spent the next few hours posting about how you got a new dog and then training her to do simple commands. Maybe you’d sign up for some official dog training classes. She was young by the looks of it and you wanted to make sure she was well behaved. Part of you wondered how long he had been saving this.

You were really weak for each other.

“You gonna go give in?” Kookie asked as he sketched Yoonji on his notepad.

“No…” You shook your head. “I mean, I was thinking about it, but I don’t think so.”

He chuckled, “That’s my girl.”

~~~~~~~~

Two weeks passed and you hadn’t had even a heavy makeout session with Jin or Yoongi. Things were somewhat tense. You realized the most tense moments were happening and excused yourself to play with Yoonji. Or one of the boys would take you downstairs to work off the daily stress of an idol.

The boys had been placing bets to see who would last longer. Three weeks passed and the two oldest couldn’t even be in the same room together. Jin would try to masturbate using his pillow a lot when Yoongi would try to sleep. The rapper took to his studio to try to focus on something else, but was obviously having a hard time doing so. You had asked to see his phone to search for something and the recent searches had to do with how to jerk off while wearing a cock cage. You raised a brow at him and he simply shrugged.

The fourth week was approaching when you wanted to do something extreme, but even Jungkook and Namjoon together couldn’t compare to what Yoongi did to you. It kept you up all night. You looked at the clock. 2:40am. You’d have to leave at 6am to practice for the dance practice recording to put on their channel. Fine, you’d fuck yourself to sleep. The guys hated when you played without them, but they were sleeping and needed rest. So you snuck down to the basement and put on nipple clamps attached to your collar and got on a dildo saddle.

Once you pressed it on, you set the remote on the table and let it stimulate your clit. You’d edge yourself for 20 minutes and then make it too much to handle and then you were sure you would be exhausted and get to sleep easily. Suddenly, you heard something more vibrating and you lifted your blindfold.

Jin was on the bed playing with his ass using a small vibrating egg. He muffled his moans in a pillow with his butt wiggling in the air. Yoongi was in a chair with the remote. His legs were crossed as he watched his hyung struggle to stay in position. His blue contacts were still in from the photoshoot he had done in his studio as he looked at you.

“You wanna join? I’ve got the keys right here.” He dangled the last two on his finger. “I made some spares just in case you lost them.”

“Faster, Yoongi-ah!” Jin whined.

The dark haired man turned up the speed. Jin mumbled something about how he was behaving and it sounded like begging. Must’ve been the story he made to get himself off. You bit your lip and tried to ignore their scene while you got yourself closer to the edge. However, you couldn’t help but look up and see Yoongi palming himself in frustration. He was so very irritated that it wasn’t giving him the stimulation he needed.

You wanted to give him pleasure. Your body moved before you realized and snatched the key from Yoongi to unlock Jin and him and then started sucking the older one off while rubbing your clit.

Suga chuckled, “Say it.”

“Fine! I lost! Get your stubborn ass over here!”

He tilted his head, and you whined, “Please, Sir.”

Gummy smile activated as he spanked your ass. You went cross eyed. His hands gripped your hips as he licked your slit making you moan on Jin’s cock. The older one was gonna cum soon, but you were determined to make it last as long as possible. You placed kisses on his length but didn’t suck.

“What’s your story?” You asked.

“I’m--unf--captured and being edged as torture, but I...I...I…” He lost focus for a bit while you began licking at his balls. “Oh fuck, I. I love it so much and become a toy for the ones who kidnapped me.”

His cheeks went red and you kissed Yoongi, “How about we play with our new toy, huh?”

“What do you want, pup?” He panted out.

“Both of you~” You moaned. “I want both of you inside the same, oh fuck!”

“After we cum once.” Yoongi said as he shoved your head back on Jin’s cock.

It wasn’t long until his hyung gripped your head tightly and called out, “I’m gonna cuuuuuumm!!!” and released into your mouth while the other grunted, “Me...too. Cumming!”

Your mouth was full, so you nodded. Your orgasm had arrived quickly as well. It had been too long since these two had pounded so deeply inside of you. As you began to catch your breaths, you sat on Seokjin’s lap to let him enter you. Less than a moment later, Yoongi was back inside and both of them watched as you bounced on their dripping wet cocks getting them even wetter with your eager pussy.

It was a haze of lips, hips, and hands. Moans and whines. Begging. Oh, so much begging for them to release inside of you.

“Of course, Master.” Jin said and kissed your shoulders.

All your senses went snow white. You felt all three of your orgasms and went limp in their arms, panting hard. As your eyes started to focus, Jin smiled at you.

“You lost, sweetheart.”

You puffed your cheeks and pouted, “Maybe so, but I was able to get everyone but you two rather quickly.”

“Round three?” Asked a lingerie clad Jimin with four rock hard men behind him.

You nodded. It was gonna be a long night.

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On Point With: Digna

[Photo: James Michael Avance]

This Filipino fantasy has been giving us our whole life in NYC for quite a while now... but after taking a sizable break from the biz she’s back and better than ever. Thotyssey dishes the T with the delicious Digna!

Thotyssey: Digna, hello! Thanks for chatting tonight! How was your Memorial Day Weekend?

Digna: It was amazing! I was able to take a weekend trip out to the Hamptons to hang out with some friends, and made it back in time for Alegria on Sunday night!

Was Alegria work or play?

Oh it was all play, I love me a circuit party!

I’ve seen the pictures! These giant circuit parties are struggling to find big spaces to accommodate their brand these days... has that affected how fun / successful they are today, from your perspective?

Um, yes and no. Alegria used to be at Webster Hall, and that place was massive. So many wonderful memories and friendships were built there, so these days you just can’t help but compare! Ultimately though, every one of these parties have their own vibe, and they all offer different experiences. I go for the music, the dancing and the company of my favorite people in the world... so it’s all good!

So you’ve been part of NYC nightlife for awhile now. But before we get into all that, where are you from originally?

Well I’m Filipino; I was born in Manila. I moved to the US in 2002: Memphis, TN to be exact.

What do you remember about living in Manila?

Honestly, what I remember the most was being spoiled by my grandparents. My mom left to work in the US when I was 7. Also, my older brother and I would always bicker, and I’d chase him with a knife crying, lol!

A drama queen from day one! When you moved to Memphis, was that a difficult adjustment for you?

Honestly, it was okay The hardest part was getting the English language out of me. In Manila, you learn English from the day you start school--but for some reason it just wouldn’t come out of my mouth! It took me a while to get comfortable, but once the comfort was there, I was trouble! Besides that, going in to a new school and meeting new people was easy-breezy.

Being super social at a young age was probably a good indicator that you were gonna be a star someday! Were you always interested in performing? And makeup and fashion, for that matter?

My grandmother is an amazing singer. So is my mom. My gay uncle was in theatre, so I guess I can say I was surrounded by performers! Growing up, I’ve always had an eye for fashion; makeup came later in life.

What brought you to NYC?

Well, I was young and ambitious. Still am, okuuurt...! I had $200 cash with a motivation to conquer the world! Actually I moved here to do makeup. That’s all I had in mind. That didn’t work out well--the competition was REAL! I ended up working at Dunkin Donuts for almost a year. The makeup gig didn’t pickup until a couple of years in. Now it’s my career, too!

How did you discover drag?

Ha! Great question. Before I knew what drag actually was, there was my older brother. He loved to dress up for Halloween. And even at home, he would wear my grandmother’s “daster”--which is a sun dress--and prance around. So growing up, the idea of dressing up was there... and I guess I can say my brother introduced me to it. He was my favorite drag queen!

I'm sure he's honored! When did you start going out as Digna?

The first time I did it was for my going away party in Memphis, right before I moved to NYC. But I didn’t actually start going out in drag until 2011.

You used to be known as "Digna Shei." What’s the origin of that name?

I go by just “Digna” now. In the beginning, a friend of mine told me I was too pretty to have a pretty name. He came up with Digna--in the Philippines it sounds like a maid’s name, Haha!

Werk, maid! How did you start getting gigs?

Just like everybody else: showing up and and doing numbers here and there!

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And soon you started working at The Web.

Yes! I started as a gogo boy / shot boy and I promoted myself to a drag queen!

Oh, the stories I hurrrrd about the life of a gogo boy at The Web!

Yeah... no, not my story! Lol

There was a time where there was this huge, fierce posse of Asian queens in the city, many of whom worked at The Web: Jiggly Caliente, Yuhua Hamasaki, Kara Sucia... and I'm not sure if they worked there also, but Tara Miso Rice and Asia Persuasia were part of that crew, and “pre-Jasmine” Jasmine Rice (aka KimChiChi Shamalan-Something-Whatever)! Some of those queens are still here and and amazing, but many have moved away from drag or out of the city. Do you miss that big sisterhood?

You know what, I actually produced a shoot with Magnus Hastings with all of these girls! We called it “Haus of Asia.” Jasmine didn’t work at The Web, but I knew her from the beginning so I invited her to shoot with us. Tara was my big sis and Asia was my daughter, and they also did not work at the Web. We are all still sisters, just doing our own things!

[Photo: Magnus Hastings]

Would you say your passions with drag lie more in the aesthetic side than the performing side?

I would say both... I love the aesthetic part of drag. And even though I’m not the best performer, I am visually appealing... so I am definitely someone worth watching!

Vivacious told us that you and your cosmetics expertise were instrumental in getting her makeup skills up to par as she prepared for her season on RuPaul’s Drag Race.

I like to help anybody, if I can. She was one of the nicest and funniest queens I’ve worked with.

Regarding this past season, it was cool seeing Yuhua being Yuhua on the show, wasn't it?

Yes! The bitch is insane, and I am so happy for her.

It's a bummer that she couldn't spend more time there.

I was kind of sad when she got booted off. I know she will make it super far in life though, the girl is smart!

Do you have interest in doing the show at some point?

Yes, it’s on my To Do list.

It seems like you kinda stepped away from drag for about year, until recently.

It was for a year and a half, I believe. I just needed a break, I was going through a rough patch, and I had to step away for a bit before it consumed me.

But now you're back in a big way. First off, you are a weekend hostess at the Ritz! What’s that like?

It’s awesome! I have Friday nights at The Ritz, it’s such an amazing party. The energy is just insane, and the crowd is so eclectic on Fridays. You never know what to expect! I host a quick 2am show, with a special twist that involves the audience. You’re gonna have to come to see what it is! I also do some Saturdays, whenever we have a huge circuit DJ from overseas.

You're also part of the Lucky Chengs drag dining experience, which has been situated in a number of very different venues at this point but currently resides in Stage 48. Chengs has a long history of serving the fiercest Dinner Queens, how are you liking it there?

I love it! Lucky Chengs is my home. I’ve actually been with them on and off since the beginning of my drag career. Now I am a permanent cast member at the Stage 48 venue!

They've been doing interesting things there lately, like showcasing out-of-town queens and big name NYC girls. And now they're trying something else: outsourcing!

Oooohhh yesss, the cat’s out of the bag! On June 4, we are launching our brand at Megu at The Dream Downtown. Different cast, different vibe. This is another side of Lucky Chengs we are super excited to showcase. On our opening night we have Patti Spliff, Nick Gaga, Phaedra Phaded, Astala Vista and of course ME.

That’s an amazing lineup! And will this be weekly dinner and shows moving forward?

That’s right! Get this sushi, baby! It’s going to be every Monday night at 7:30!

Congeatulations! Okay, in conclusion: in light of Kim's recent meeting with Trump.... who actually is the greatest Kardashian?

Ummmm, duh: Kimora Blac!

Hey, you’re right! Thanks, Digna!

Digna hosts Friday and select Saturday nights at the Ritz (10pm), select weekend nights at Lucky Chengs at Stage 48, and select Mondays for the Lucky Chengs takeover of Megu (7:30pm). Check Thotyssey’s calendar for all upcoming gigs, and follow her on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and YouTube.

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