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Truly is there any greater joy than finding a mass-produced stuffed toy with the fur alllll going in the correct direction.
Especially on more complex patterns and cheaper toys. It feels like winning the lottery
#unparalleled petting experience#i try to not get too many new things especially soft toys since minky and stuffing is polyester#but ohohohoho when i do? I'm checking every one on the shelf for the best looking one with the most consistent pile direction
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There is something objectively funny about the dynamic of humans:
1. Deciding to Found Family various animals such as cats and dogs, pet rats and snakes, fish and ferrets, zoo cheetahs and Labradors, whatever combo you can think of carnivores and herbivores and ecological niche rivals, and humans have made them a household blended family (species)
2. Okay, objectively absurdist to smush together our earthly brethren into Zootopia mash-ups, but at the same time when a friend of mine, who has never owned a pet in their life due to parents, asked “aren’t you worried about your dog and your cat being alone together?” and the answer is like, no. Never. More absurdist than the first thing. My cat never learned fear and my dog knows only wag tail sadly and LOVE.
Historically, cats will bully any larger animal off their bed and/or use them as a bed. Plus, they are childhood friends like from anime. Is my small calico physically matched to my German Shepherd? No. Are they emotionally matched? Yes. Daisy May invokes mercy with her big brown eyes and my cat Sofia is not immune to Big Canine selling her Affection (disgusting, more).
They do not know how to be enemies, peace and love on planet earth.
#animals#pets#cats#dogs#ever since I was little I have hated movies that pit cats and dogs against each other#have they not seen Homeward Bound? unparallel animal movie#Or Kitbull also unparallel cinema#I think humans are neither good nor bad but soft-hearted weirdos who want to experiment with what the fuck would happen when we do this
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ZzzZzzzzzzzZz
- falling asleep during the act feat. my JJK faves.
- headcanons feat. gojo, geto, nanami, mahito & choso x fem!reader
**MINORS DNI: 18+ INTERACTIONS ONLY - you will be blocked**
c/w: SMUT, (consensual) somnophilia (duh), dubcon/passing out (mahito/geto), ROUGH SEX (mahito; he comes with his own warning tbh), praise, pet names, oral (f!receiving), penetration, multiple orgasms/implied overstimulation, squirting, tiny bit of daddy kink (gojo), cream pie, mating press
a/n: BACK FROM THE DEAD! some headcanons i wrote a lil rushed but starting to branch out into jjk so watch this space for more! beta read and with approval by the loml @tkagayamass
gojo
“my girl getting sleepy?” his voice murmurs in your ear as all you can manage back is a feeble nod. what you don't expect is for him to pick up the pace, hips hammering faster against you as he’s determined to feel you clench around him again. yes, with gojo, it can last hours. who can blame you for beginning to drift off? now on your sides, your back clasped to his chest as he ruts up into you. “don’t have to do anything princess”. exhausted, spent and ruined long ago, he finally notices you beginning to reach your limit.
he may fuck like a blue-eyed demon but gojo’s not cruel….. just determined. all that repeats in his mind is “one more.” it’s the soft kiss he plants on your cheek that makes you melt in his arms and you will yourself to stay awake at the sound of the next words out of his mouth.
“just know you can give daddy one more.”
that’ll do it.
geto
geto always enjoys caging you in against the bed with his big frame, his intimidating figure assuring him that you're not going anywhere anytime soon... as well as allowing him to intently watch all exquisite faces you make on the end of his cock. “t-too much,” you manage to whimper out, only to be met with a chiding huff of a laugh. too easy.
he licks a stripe up your neck as you whimper again, a dizzying arousing purr of “so weak” as he pushes your legs to your chest; the small spot of mercy you thought he had reserved for you gone. your next orgasm has you screaming out, gushing around his thick cock so hard it makes him proud. your vision blurs as your finally black out, surrendering completely to him.
you don’t know how long it takes to him to finish this time. only waking up again to his head nestled between your thighs; cleaning you up in his favourite way
nanami
nanami more than anyone understands a long, hard day. he’s more than happy to indulge in whatever will make you feel better - bonus if that involves using himself to see out the rest of the stress still lingering from a dismal day of work.
when you're in bed with nanami, nothing else in the world matters. only you. his attention to your body, facial expression, the sounds that leave your drooling mouth is unparalleled; he’s focused only on you. so when he notices the way your eyelids droop, his thrusts falter, a gentle palm cupping your cheek as he muses over you. “my love, you’ve had enough for now.”
he pulls out of you gently, shushing as you let out soft whines of protest. watching him paint his seed all over the folds of your pussy is the last image before you finally drift off to a peaceful slumber.
mahito
we all know that ever since mahito learned what sex is (i blame geto) it quickly became his most favourite game with his favourite human. another way to experiment…
he loves it. it reminds him of what you truly are - just a fragile, little human. his plaything. pushing your limits in most delicious ways until your legs shake and your pussy gushes gorgeously all over him and the sheets. his only goal pure pleasure and leaving you a complete wreck. he doesn’t care if it hurts, if it’s too much or especially if you’re completely exhausted.
honestly? it really isn’t that unusual for any intimate moment ending in you passing out with mahito. your pleads of “enough” fall on deaf ears, giggling as he forces your head further into the bed, propping your ass up further for him to take you. “but doesn’t it just feel so good?” and it does. so you give in every time, falling limp against the sheets, letting mahito have his fun.
sometimes shoots his load on your face when you’re asleep
choso
oh sweet, soft, pussy-whipped choso. no matter how late it is, I truly believe this man can’t sleep without at least tasting you.
choso kamo practically gasps with with each roll of his tongue against your clit, completely entranced by your taste. every suck, flick and lick is laced with love. the problem is, he just doesn’t know when to stop. spurred on by incessant need to have you come undone again and again. your whines raising an octave higher and higher after the third, fourth, FIFTH orgasm. after a while he notices the way your eyes begin to flutter shut softly, exhaustion taking over.
“sleep away, angel.” he murmurs gently from between your legs, “just let me make you feel good, yeah?”
and so with a shaky, shy nod - you let him. relaxed into the sheets, closing your eyes as you let choso enjoy himself. waking up over and over from your hazy slumber to the achingly sweet rush of another and another and ANOTHER orgasm. sometimes it's like you don't even wake up, just an endless stream of semi-conscious pleasure as this man drinks in your essence like he's dying of thirst.
don’t worry, he’ll always clean up and make sure you’re all tucked in once he finally gives himself a break. can you tell he's my favourite?
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⌗ of slick and cream。
❛ OR :: how the hsr men get when they're eating pussy.
❛ CONTAINS :: afab! reader; no fem pronouns used but feminine pet names and genitalia are used. food play; usage of whipped cream. oral sex; they eat your pussy out! love that for you. cum play; eating his own cum. MINORS DNI but if you're a minor and choose to read anyway, that's on you.
GEPARD 杰帕德 - from behind. food play.
It's known among most people of Belobog that the Captain of the Silvermane Guards has an aversion for sweets. The man maintains a strict diet to maintain his form, always on the lookout for any more danger since the Trailblazers left Jarilo-VI— that meant sugar was out of the deal. It's a lot easier for him to deal with since he dislikes sweets so much.
Somehow, however, he finds himself overindulging in it today.
"Aeons, love," he groans, the rasp in his voice making your pussy wetter, warmer for him to feast on and enjoy. "Such a sweet girl. So wet and sweet."
With the way he tugs you closer by the hips, his nose right between those cheeks and his mouth working overtime to not let a single drop of your slick go to waste, it almost feels like you're the one celebrating their birthday instead of him. Just hearing him slurp you up like that, large calloused hands parting your ass cheeks to give him the best view of you possible— the man was only doing what you asked; to claim his birthday present.
Even better was the globs of cold whipped cream atop each cheek, decorating your little body with even more sweetness. The cream's all but melted now, and Gepard takes a small break just to bite on the flesh of your ass, making sure not to miss the cream.
"Baby," you gasp quietly, your sopping cunt given a moment to relax as he fixates himself on your ass for the time being. There's a certain thrill to being unable to see him as he eats you out like this. Maybe next time you could ask him to tie you up. A subtle whine is clear in the way you call his name that Gepard could never say no to, and he lifts his head to meet your eyes, finding that you were looking back at him.
Your gaze shifts to the bedside table and his gaze follows suit. There sits a can of whipped cream— and though the thought of so much sugar appalls him, it's almost as if his body was in autopilot. Before you know it, there's a cold sensation on your folds and the sound of cream spraying fills your ears. Gepard could hardly believe the sight in front of him.
How is your cunt so slick? Did he do that to you? It's the hottest thing in the world, to see you decorated like this. All he knew at this moment was that this pussy is all for him, so there was no way he was gonna be stingy with that cream.
ARGENTI 银枝 - body worship. implied chubby reader.
What's a Knight of Beauty to do when faced with beauty so unparalleled that he's brought to his knees?
Argenti's devotion to The Beauty has led him to travel from planet to planet in search of the goddess he so loved. Who would have thought a night in Penacony would lead his faith to waver?
Being able to see such features up close is a blessing he'd never gotten to experience with Idrila. The Aeon was gone, after all, and not even he knows how long he's been searching for her— and perhaps such time searching for someone who does not wish to be found is time wasted.
His gaze is almost feverish, cheeks scarlet as his hair at the sight of the wetness between your legs. Each thigh, so pudgy and soft, is supported by his hands as he keeps you steady. By no means did you tower over him— but that's only when both of you are standing. With him on his knees like this, all devotion to Idrila becomes nearly nonexistent.
"You sure are taking your time down there," you tease him, and Argenti swears he's never leaving Penacony at this rate. Your voice was seductive back at the club, but the intimacy of a private hotel suite brings out a more sultry tone in you, making his mouth water.
His hands and lips wander, up and up until he's reached your inner thighs where his greatest prize lies. "Beauty is meant to be appreciated with great care, not to be handled with impatience, my rose," he quips in return. You could see his eyes sparkle under the golden lights, and he continues with the heat of his breath just inches away, "May I?"
A nod from you and he's licking a stripe up your cunt, moist from anticipation. The shiver that runs down your spine is familiar yet new all the same, for not many men have treated you with such careful caresses. Your fingers find purchase on his vermilion locks as he eats you out, slowly, intimately, as if to tell you that it's you who he's now devoted to.
"Goodness," he all but chuckles when you tug on his hair. Perhaps this is where his voyage among the stars has been leading him all along. One swift movement is all he needs, and now your leg is hoisted upon his shoulder, providing him a better view and taste of you.
The only thing a man should do with beauty that brings him down to his knees should be to worship and praise, Argenti supposes, and that's a promise for future encounters with you.
LUOCHA 罗刹 - cum eating. non-canon event. implied unprotected sex.
For a wandering merchant such as Luocha, there was no such thing as home, no such thing as permanence. Each world offers different things, different people that coax him to stay, though with little to no success. There were items interesting enough to sell, but never enough to make him never want to leave again.
Settling down has never crossed the mind of a merchant such as he who has yet to see more of the stars, but the closest thing to a home he had was the first person to welcome him upon stepping inside the Astral Express. To be precise, it was between your thighs where he felt he was most at home.
"We've to get this all out, don't we, my love?" he asks in a mirthful chuckle, the sight of your sopping cunt dripping with his cum completely mesmerizing him. Your shaky breath and quivering legs, the sheen of sweat on your thighs—
Just how do you expect him to hold back when his love has finally returned from their expedition?
Each drag of his fingers against your walls is agonizingly slow, almost teasing as if to coax another orgasm out of you after you'd just had one nearly five seconds ago. The globs of cum that come pouring out of you is a sight that gets him going again, but he holds back knowing you're sore. One day, though, perhaps he'd like to test out how much Himeko and Pom-pom have soundproofed the Express' rooms.
In a matter of seconds, Luocha's sure he's scooped out most of his cum from you, creating a little puddle on the bed as you pant before him. Pregnancy was likely, but he wasn't unprepared for it. With what he supposes is a final gesture, a final pump of his fingers inside you, he manages to coax another moan out of those pretty lips.
"Luo," you whine, the discomfort clear in the wrinkle of your brows. Perhaps he'd gone too hard. The man only chuckles, unapologetic as he brings his fingers to his mouth for a quick taste of both you and him. He leans down, muttering comforting mantras of I know, baby and gentle shushing.
He wastes no time, leaving gentle kisses on your soaked pussy. Such a pretty little thing, he can't help but run his tongue across the mixture of both his cum and yours. A taste so appetizing he can't help but get drunk on it. Each time you try to wiggle away, he only pulls you closer— and you take it anyway; those loving kisses, soothing licks, and the lingering caresses of a man who's been gone for too long.
Luocha likes that, likes that you take him so well, likes that your pussy gushes with each flick of his tongue on your clit. He missed you, and you missed him, so it's unlikely he'll be stopping anytime soon.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ISH's notes ::
📌 i wrote this at work thinking i wanted a man to eat me out under my table while i was doing paperwork. maybe i'll write abt that next time. 💀
📌 working on a taglist so just hmu if you wanna be tagged. looking for moots to support each other too im BEGGING.
ish | 2024. no plagiarizing, reworking, or reposting this work on other sites.
#ᯓᡣ𐭩 lovr's#honkai star rail#hsr#hsr gepard#gepard landau#gepard x reader#hsr argenti#argenti#argenti x reader#hsr luocha#luocha#luocha x reader#hsr x reader#gepard x you#argenti x you#luocha x you
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so, i accidentally deleted a request from a dear anon. But! i remember that it was for Grim with an inexperienced reader having their first kiss! so I'll gladly write it for them. Sorry anon i hope you find this!
warnings: spoilers for Grim's name! terrible grammar and capitalization. possibly ooc grim
synopsis: Grim is more than happy to be your first kiss! you're his sunshine afterall
characters: Grimmy <3
a/n: sorry again anon, hope you like it!
when you tell him that you've never kissed anyone he will do extensive research.
because he's never kissed anyone either.
won't let you know that he's looking it up though.
so in the moment he kinda dissmisses it??
"you've never kissed anyone, Sunshine?" Casper asks, tilting his head at you. The two of you are in your room, sitting next to each other on the bed. The moon is high in the sky, making his white hair glow brighter than usual. (and he thinks you're the only radiant one 🙄) You've just explained your.. lack of experience to him, your face hot as you made your way through the confession. Casper nods his head gently. "that's not a problem... we can be affectionate in other ways" he suggests, casting his gaze to the closed window while scooting closer to you. pink dusting his cheeks. "though im surprised no ones gone after someone as..." he blushes harder "stunning as you."
after spending the next day on yihoo answers and watching a few videos (don't ask) Casper feels as though he's more than ready to be your first kiss!
when you come home from work, practically dragging yourself through the door. dropping your stuff on the floor and getting situated with little haste. Casper sits on your bed, blushing brightly and absentmindedly playing with your pet.
"had a good day, Grimmy?" you smile, joining him on your bed. already feeling better at the sight of his flustered face. "yes... [pet's name] and i have made a truce" he proclaims proudly, giving them an extra affectionate pat. (the two were fighting for your attention recently). You nod your approval and get cozy on the bed, blissfully unaware of Casper's internal panic as you cozy up to him for a nap.
This goes on for the rest of the day. By "this" i mean Casper being a little.. extra flustered by your affection. not that he minds! besides, you were gonna tease him all afternoon anyways.
now, it's well after dinner time and you're in bed waiting for Casper to be done with his skincare routine.* the headboard working together with a pillow to support your back as you skim your old diary. Giggling softly at a few of your entries. Because of this, Casper manages to 'sneak up' on you.
"hey... Sunshine," he says, walking into the room and getting under the covers next to you. "hi there pretty boy" you smirk, subtly hiding the book from him and placing it on the bedside table to give him your full attention. (that diary is full of teasing ammo you don't need him having) he blushes more than usual at the pet name, but rolls his eyes all the same.
"i did some.. research on kissing" he starts, playing with the hem of his pajama top. "
"oh? you researched it?" you ask, holding back a laugh. he looks at you with a slight pout.
"what? was my approach wrong again?" he huffs
"yes, and as always it's adorable." you smirk booping his nose. Capser pushes your finger away and flushes pink, looking at your plant and questioning everything that lead to this monent.
"well regardless, I did my research. and now i think i can give you a proper first kiss" he states, getting more embarrassed by the minute. reminding you of the flowers he'd gotten you and how adorable he was while handing them over.
"you really thought this through?" you ask, feeling your own face get hot as his words sunk in.
"yes, of course I did. I have a reputation as the best of the best y'know" he scoffs, getting his confidence back. "i had to make sure that my kissing skills would be unparalleled." you roll your eyes and bring your face down near his, grinning as his face gets redder by the seconds. "then lets see it. show me how well you-"
you're cut off by Casper gently sliding a hand against your cheek and gripping your neck softly. he's still blushing madly but there's a cockiness to it. "i will, when you stop talking." he says, kissing your cheek. you mumble out a response and play with the ends of his hair, waiting for him to finally kiss you.
after a few seconds (a few seconds too long in your opinion) he finally leans forward and brings your face to his.
the kiss is soft at first, almost hesitant. he's definitely a little scared of disappointing you. but due to that, it melts into something downright beautiful. his feelings for you surpass his fears and he kisses you with a passion that he seems to only save for petty banter between the two of you. it's amazing what you guys can accomplish when your mouths are being used for... other talents.
essentially, what im saying is that after the kiss, soul babies are most definitely back on the table. (much to Grim's dismay.)
-button 🌺
* if you also have a skincare routine, then you just finished yours earlier. and if you don't, then you were just waiting for him to finish up!
#a date with death#casper x reader#a date with death casper#a date with death casper x reader#do these tags even exist?#they do now
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Erm...Hi!:) I saw that requests are opened, and well...here I am! May I ask for scenario when best friend-reader teaches Minho how to dance salsa/bachata? Like, it begins as fun and sfw, but suddenly grows hotter for both sides, and ends like a (very) hot smut? Inspiration source: "Despacito".*wink* Thanks in advance!
your mind. it's so powerful. omg omg omg omg dancing with minho??? amazing. dancing bachata with minho???? unparalleled!
i hope you like it! this was so fun to write! i truthfully don't have much experience actually dancing bachata, so i did a little research on it, and i did my best to describe it as best as i could haha.
thank you for the lovely idea, anon! (also thank you for being so patient i know this took 87 years for me to finish 💀)
❤️ courtney & abbie
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pairing: minho x afab!reader
genre: smut, best friends to lovers, 18+ (minors dni)
length: 2.4k
warnings: profanity, sexual/suggestive content, tit play, semi public sex (it's in a private space so idk if it even really counts), unprotected sex (please wrap before you tap), cream pie, pet names, afab reader, nsfw 18+ (minors dni)
years. that’s how long your best friend minho has spent trying to convince you to take one of his dance classes.
minho is an incredible dancer and teaches classes in his free time. he teaches everything from hip hop to contemporary to freestyling. and it’s not that you necessarily consider yourself to be a bad dancer, but the things he taught were things he excelled in, so the pressure to be good was high. you trust minho more than anyone else, but he is still your best friend, so if you were to embarrass yourself, he would never let you live it down.
you had been thinking more about it recently, and there was one area that you might actually have the upper hand. all your life, you had grown up with salsa and bachata, so you considered yourself to be fairly good at them. if you were going to do a dance class with minho, you had to be the one in control (then there was no way to embarrass yourself), so teaching him something you enjoyed and were good at might be the perfect compromise.
“hey,” you say to him one night while you’re both watching tv on the couch. “you know how you’ve been wanting me to take one of your dance classes for a while now?”
minho looks at you with wide eyes. “is this you finally agreeing?”
“not so fast there, buddy. hear me out,” you say with a laugh. “i’ll dance with you, but it has to be on my terms, i don't wanna embarrass myself. so that means i'm going to be the one teaching you.”
“ok, you’ve piqued my interest,” he responds, eyebrow raised in curiosity. “what did you have in mind?”
“how about a private bachata lesson taught by yours truly?” you say with a grin as you motion to yourself.
“bachata?” he inquires. “hm, that could be fun…let’s do it! we can use my studio friday night.”
“really?!” you ask. you hadn't really expected the dancing king to actually agree to letting someone else try to teach him, so you had honestly set yourself up for him to say no.
“yeah, i think this’ll be a good time,” he says with a grin. “plus if this is what it takes to finally get a dance class with you, then i’ll take what i can get.”
friday finally comes, and you’re increasingly nervous about this “private lesson.” even though you’ve known how to dance bachata for what feels like your whole life, you’ve never taught it to anyone else. also, even though you’ve been friends for so long, minho has actually never seen you dance. you’d be lying if you said your heart wasn't racing as you walked into his studio. it was a pretty cozy space, very private with thankfully no windows where prying eyes could look in.
“hey,” you say shyly.
“oh hey!” he says with a smile as he makes his way over to you. “you ready?”
“as i’ll ever be,” you reply with a nervous laugh. “i made a playlist of some songs that i thought might be good for us to dance to.”
“oh sweet, let me hook up your phone,” he says as he takes your phone to connect it to the stereo system. he presses play as the familiar sound of “propuesta indecente” by romeo santos echoes through the space.
you spend quite a bit of time just teaching him the basics, how to step correctly, how to turn correctly, how to move your hips correctly. unsurprisingly, he catches on pretty fast, so you move on to teaching him some partner work. as he takes his hands in yours, you show him how to take everything he’s learned and put it into moving with a partner. giggles are exchanged as he does his best to follow you, but once he finally finds the right pace and rhythm and gets used to the movements, you’re dancing like you’ve been doing this together for years.
this is when you realize just how sensual this dancing style can feel. you always knew bachata could be a very sexual dance, but in the past. when you’ve danced with other people, it never really became sensual, it was just like any other dance. but when minho moves like this and when you move together with him, you feel your cheeks growing a little warm. you’ve never really felt this way about him before. obviously, he's a very attractive man, but you've only ever seen him as a friend. ‘it’s just the music and the dancing, it doesn't actually mean anything,’ you try and convince yourself.
this convincing works a bit until he starts to get even more comfortable with the moves and pulls you closer to him, hips moving together in harmony as you both step on count while his knee occasionally slots itself between your legs as he moves, bringing him somehow even closer to you. the butterflies in your stomach are growing by the second, and you’re finding it harder to maintain eye contact with each passing song.
it only gets even harder to remain calm when he decides to turn you around so your back is pressed again him, hips now moving against each other with each step as your ass grinds on him. you're thankful that you're facing away from the wall of mirrors in the dance studio because you feel your cheeks growing red at the intimate contact. you’re wondering if minho is feeling the same level of tension, but you get the gut feeling he is as his hands let go of yours and trace their way down your body until they land at your hips, allowing him to hold you even closer now.
you dance like this for a painstakingly long time, an ache growing between your thighs with each passing minute. he finally turns you back around and you continue to dance while facing each other, movements becoming more and more minimal until you're both standing still as music continues to ring throughout the studio. there's something in the air, a feeling between you two that you cant quite place as your eyes dance across his face, desperate to try and figure out what he’s thinking. you notice his eyes wander down to your lips before glancing back up to meet your gaze.
‘fuck it,’ you think as you lock your lips onto his. you feel him tense up under your touch, but he quickly relaxes and deepens the kiss. his hands grab onto your hips as your fingers tangle in his hair. his lips are soft and supple, pressing against yours like they were made to be there. almost as quickly as you kissed him, you push away from him, the realization of what's going on finally hitting you.
“minho, what are we doing?” you ask, panic slightly evident in your voice. “we’re best friends, what are we doing?”
“do you want to stop?” he asks, eyes darting across your face to figure out what to do.
“no,” you admit.
“good, me neither,” he states matter of factly. “we both trust each other and we both want this, so we can figure out the logistics later, but right now, i just need you.”
his words make you press your lips back onto his. without breaking contact, he slowly guides you so you're laying on your back on the ground so he’s hovering over you. he begins to press soft kisses along your jawline before he works his way down to your neck, nibbling and sucking occasionally. your hands tangle in his dark locks as his hand reaches up under your shirt to squeeze your breast over your bra, making you let you a slight moan.
“can i take this off?” he asks as he gives the band of your bra a slip snap against your skin, lips still attached to your neck.
“yeah,” you let out in a breathy moan.
he detaches his mouth from you to lift your shirt over your head. you arch your back to allow him access to the clasp of your bra.
“minho, wait,” you interject, making him stop his movements entirely. “what if someone comes in?”
“they won't,” he responds. “i locked the door before we even started dancing.”
you nod in response before he finishes ridding you of your bra. almost immediately, he attaches his mouth to one of your breasts, licking, kissing, and sucking all over it while his hand rolls your other nipple between his thumb and index finger.
“oh god,” you moan. he hums against your skin in contentment, loving the affect he has on you from just playing with your tits.
you reach down and palm him through his sweats. you feel your pussy clench around nothing when you feel how hard he is. you can also tell he is incredibly well endowed. all of minho's ex partners would rave about how good sex was with him, and now you're beginning to see why. he moans against your breast as you to continue to rub him over the material.
the feeling of desire in you is growing rapidly and you find yourself growing impatient. you begin bucking your hips up into his, craving any sort of friction. he clearly gets the hint as he immediately strips you of your clothes before ridding himself of his.
he peppers kisses down your torso, his mouth making its way to where you want him most.
“wait,” you pant out.
“are you ok?” he stops, looking up at you, and you nod in response. “can i taste you? i wanna taste you so bad.”
his words make you grow even wetter. “believe me, i want that so badly too, but i need you inside me. now.”
he crawls his way back up your body before placing a gentle kiss on your cheek. “are you sure? do you feel prepped enough?”
your hand reaches up to caress his cheek. you appreciate how thoughtful he is.
“oh yeah” you say with a slight giggle. “i've been turned on for so long tonight that i promise i feel more than ready down there.”
he laughs in response. “fair enough.”
he takes his cock in his hands and runs it through your dripping folds several times, coating him in your juices and making you mewl at the feeling. he aligns himself with your entrance.
“ready?” he asks.
“mhm,” you hum in affirmation. “ready?”
“absolutely,” he growls into your ear as he pushes into you, hissing when he bottoms out.
not shockingly, minho feels huge inside you, stretching your walls with a pleasurable sting. it takes you a second to get adjusted to just how full you feel. once you get acclimated, you give him the go ahead. “min, please move.”
he begins to pump in and out of you, hips rolling against yours in a deliciously sensual way. the crude sound of skin slapping against skin begins to fill the room along with the music still playing in the background.
“fuck, baby, you feel so good,” minho moans as he presses his lips to your jaw. your pussy clenches around him when you hear the new nickname. “you like that? like when i call you baby?”
“yes,” you gasp out as your nails dig into his back.
your hips begin to roll against his as he pushes in and out of you. he snakes a hand in between your writhing bodies and starts to toy with your clit. it doesn't take much longer before you feel the familiar knot growing inside you.
“min, just like that,” you say, breathing growing ragged as you start to chase your high.
he continues his work in earnest, doing his best to get you there. “cum, baby.”
your orgasm comes washing over you. your legs shake as your nails scrape down his back, his name escaping your lips like a mantra. your walls flutter around him as he languidly pumps into you, wringing you of every last ounce of pleasure in your body.
“that's it, baby,” he presses a kiss to your temple. your pussy continues to slowly clench around him, and he feels his own release quickly approach. “shit. i’m not gonna last much longer with the way you're squeezing my cock like that.”
you moan, and his movements pick up a faster pace as he feels his own high growing near.
“where?” he asks, hips snapping into yours.
it’s such a short question but you know exactly what he means. “inside. please. i'm on birth control, it's fine.”
his hips stutter and his body shakes while he groans in pleasure as he empties himself into you, warm cum filling you up. he throws his head into the crook of your neck in exhaustion as he moans your name. after a few minutes, he gathers his composure and looks at you, peppering soft kisses all over your face.
“damn, maybe i should have had you teach me bachata sooner,” he says, making you both laugh. “let's get cleaned up really fast.”
he slowly pulls out of you so he can go grab some tissues to clean you and himself up. he puts his sweats and shirt back on, and you slide your panties back on. he tosses you his hoodie to wear, and you take in the smell of his cologne as you pull it over your head. you move so you’re sitting on the ground with your back leaning against the wall. he grabs a couple of water bottles and hands you one to drink, joining you on the ground. you each take a sip before sitting there in nervous silence for a few minutes. your'e best friends that just fucked, so you're both trying to figure out what to do.
“sooooo…” you begin. “what does this mean?”
he takes a second to answer, trying to find the right thing to say. “i guess this means i should finally take you on a proper date.”
you look at him with a big smile and you tackle him to the ground in an excited hug before giving him a soft kiss on the lips.
“so is that a yes?” he says with a smirk.
“yes!” you respond, completely overjoyed.
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placebo (m) | part 1
⇒ pairing: jimin x reader, jungkook x reader ft ot7
⇒ genre: 18+ romance, smut, soulmate!au, academia!au, vigilante/gang!au, strangers to enemies to lovers, forbidden attraction, romeo-juliet typa shit, opposites attract, hurt/comfort, fate versus destiny, kinda dystopian, bikergang!jimin, biochemistry-student!reader, neuroscience-student!jungkook
⇒ warnings: sexual tension, making out, kissing, cuddling, just a whole lot of kissing--they just met okay lol they'll get down and dirty soon enough bear with me ;) pet names, teasing, flirting (i mean cmon its jimin), motorcycles, jungkook being fresh out of a kdrama lmfaooo, betrayal, people being judgey
⇒ premise: a scientific compatibility test matches you with your soulmate, except he's everything you hate and you're everything he stands against.
⇒ wc: 6k, short and sweet
⇒ taglist: @tornparts @loona15 @mini-euphoria @effielumiere @agustdreamsblog @jnghs @dragons-flare @xiusmarshmallow @ratherbefangirling @infires-imagines @aretha170 @dvalitaes @kookiejeonie @ddaeng-angmoh @idk123906 @medievalpink5
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Delicate. The way the crystal snow glided through the crisp winter air. It wasn’t cold—not yet. But enough to make your breath fog into a sweet sigh. Deep in the heart of campus, you took a moment to do just that—breathe. The sunlight was polarizing against the stunning white layer on the ground. You hugged your large coat closer to your body, basking in your own warmth. After staring at the sky for another moment you stepped forward. Crossing the street.
A car whizzed past. Quicker than light you were pulled back by the shoulders. Until you suddenly found yourself in the arms of a familiar face.
“What the fuck” His words were worried, but a smile painted over them. Exhaling softly, his hand cupped the back of your neck. He towered over you, shielding you from the strong sunrays. His silhouette breathtaking, but his face mimicking the light you could no longer see. “Be careful”
His glasses were thin rimmed. Turtleneck doing its best to hide his thick muscular build. His large wool coat fitting nicely across his broad shoulders.
You blushed. Your lab partner of three years never failed to make your heart skip a beat. Jeon Jungkook had been a friend. A colleague, and nothing more. Yet the more hours you spent grueling away in the tiny, musky lab—the later nights redoing experiments and writing up reports, you had become closer.
Despite your intuition, you began to feel hope. The moment spinning in your mind unparalleled as you arrived in lab, him not leaving your hand in case you may decide to absentmindedly wander off again. You were notoriously clumsy—you couldn’t help it. You had a lot on your mind. The cold air made you crave the warmth and safety of touch. It made you crave the day you would find your soulmate.
A sharp pain stung in the back of your neck, where a bioregulatory chip had been inserted when you were 16 years old. Everyone had them. The pain was a telltale sign that the cognitive-sexual threshold had been achieved, and you could now be matched with a soulmate. A brilliant formula that you had spent all of your early college years studying—infamous Dr. Kim Namjoon developed a way for people to recognize others who qualified for peak compatibility. The hope was to promote healthier relationships, happy families, and improved social function through strong support systems.
The pain had been recurring frequently over the last week. It was only a matter of time. They say you’ll just know when you see them. The chip is programmed to signal once it registers an ideal partner based on the compatibility test that runs whenever you look in anyone’s eyes. You hoped it would be Jungkook. That one day, you’d look in his eyes and you’d know for sure—that the sweet, soft, nerdy and beautiful neuroscience student Jeon Jungkook was yours. And you, his.
The age that soulmate’s got assigned varied, as each formula was unique to the individual. However, there were telltale signs that you would find out soon—including heat spikes in your biochip. You know for sure when the unique code of your iris meets that of your soulmate—your biochip then signals to your brain.
Hours spent together in silence, you adjusted your focus to work. The work that made you get up in the morning—that excited you about life. Carefully pipetting, time would move in a blink of an eye, until you felt a tap on your shoulder. He was leaning over your shoulder. That big, goofy smile on his face.
“Hey, I’m going to head down to the autoclave” His fingers ran through his neatly combed black hair nervously. “Do you want me to take anything down?”
Scanning your workspace, which was royally cluttered in a way with would have biohazard authorities throwing a fit—you shook your head. “No,” You smiled, “Thanks though…” Jungkook nodded, loading his cart with equipment. “Are you going to leave after?”
Taking off his thin-framed glasses, he wiped them against the pocket of his lab coat. He wore the coat so well, you swear nothing suited him more. “Yeah, I was getting hungry. Do you wanna join me for some jjajangmyeon?”
Heat rose to your face, tickling the corners of your lips into a smile. In an effort to not be too eager, you reached for your cellphone. “Sure let me just make sure I don’t have any more meetings”
“Great” Jungkook chuckled shyly, hands shifting in his pocket. His eyes glazed over you, head to toe before he gave you a nod and turned away. You watched him leave, allowing your smile to grow even more. He was so freaking adorable. God what would you have to do to get a soulmate like him? Yours would be a romance of the ages. Two scientists working in the Department of Biochemical Affection at the most prestigious science institute in the world, being each other’s most compatible. It would be amazing.
Jungkook was perfect for you. He understood what you were passionate about. Who else would listen to your geek rants about hormone interaction experiments? Or patiently wait while you fangirled over Dr. Kim Namjoon, the mastermind behind the entire field who authored the fool-proof, innovative compatibility experiment that had allowed for the government Soulmate initiative? And it didn’t hurt that he was drop dead gorgeous.
Urgently you began to clean up your workspace, grabbing your things and shoving them aimlessly into your bag—until you heard sirens outside. Brows furrowed, you headed to the windows to see what the commotion was all about.
The sun was just setting, a sweet peach hue glazing the sky, hiding the deep navy edges of the night. In the golden light, you could see two police cars surrounding two motorcycles. They were parked, one of the supposed owners talking intensely to the officers while another simply sat on his bike, a cigarette tucked in between his lips.
Your lips scowled at the man who was smoking. You hated smokers. The man held his cigarette in one hand, pushing his sunglasses up with the other. He looked to the sky—eyes bored, searching for something.
His hair was jet black. Pin straight. Leather jacket tight around his slim frame.
His eyes met yours. They were brown. Round, beautiful eyes.
“Ouch” Your hand flew to your neck. A pain burning into your skin. Hands trembling as your heart rate quickened. Blinking you realized he was still looking. Hadn’t flinched, not even once. Your lungs grasped for air—breathing out, you suddenly felt a wave of comfort. Of ease.
It was like a warm hug had overtaken your senses. You felt safe. This stranger was in your proximity and every wall you had up came tumbling down.
They say you will just know.
The man abruptly got up from his bike, his eyes not leaving yours. You watched, stunned as he tossed out his cigarette and went running towards your building. Once he was out of your vision, you gasped—suddenly aware of how long you had been holding your breath.
The safety was replaced with a sense of dread. Something bitter in your throat. You were nauseous. You didn’t want to believe it. You hoped—prayed it wasn’t true.
“Ready to go, Y/n?” Behind you, Jungkook had returned. Backpack in hand, he handed you yours. Taking it from him sheepishly, you couldn’t hide the shock on your face. “Everything okay?”
“I..I just” You were at a loss for words. Your gut told you that the man—your soulmate—was coming up to see you. You had to wait. You had to know for sure. Maybe it wasn’t true. There was still a chance that—
The lab door flew open.
“You”
Your backpack fell to the floor.
Jungkook exchanged a confused look with you as the man shamelessly entered the lab, strutting past highly classified experiments and notes all to reach you. You saw him closer now. Inches away from you. He was shorter than Jungkook, but his eyes fascinated you like nothing else. He was wearing earrings, necklaces, rings on his small fingers. His lips were thick, lush and seemed incredibly soft. He smelled like smoke. Unhinged and raw. Expect you didn’t hate it. Not on him.
He cupped your face, his hands were cold against your burning skin. He searched your eyes. So familiar, so incredibly sweet, and yet you didn’t even know his name.
Time seemed to slow. Your heart was racing. He stood there, taking you in as if he was memorizing every detail of your face. You forgot about everything—the world around him seemed to fade. A blur in your vision except he was clear as day. He was real as anything. Dizzy—your head spun with questions—with doubt. You were nervous. Suddenly feeling vulnerable in the palm of this stranger.
His touch, while aggressive, was strangely soft. His demeanor was intimidating and yet you were confident you were in no danger.
He leaned in closer. Eyes widening as though he was asking a question. You had no answers. You had no thoughts. Your mind was completely blank, senses overwhelmed until you blinked
And his lips were on yours.
He kissed you. Tender. Gentle. Quick—but long enough for you to really feel him. The way his lips fit perfectly against yours. He tasted disgusting. Tobacco on his breath. You wanted more, but he pulled away.
“Hi” His face was serious, but his eyes seemed to be laughing. “Name’s Park Jimin”
Swallowing thickly, you parted your lips to speak but he kissed you again before you could. Not realizing your hands were bunched up against his shoulders, grabbing the collar of his jacket—pulling him to you. You sighed.
Jungkook cleared his throat in discomfort. You had completely forgotten he was waiting for you. You pushed Jimin away slightly, gathering yourself before looking at him again.
“Hi J..Jimin” You extended your hand awkwardly. He raised his eyebrows, amused at your behavior, “I’m Y/n L/n” He took your hand, turning it over before he placed a fleeting kiss on your wrist. You shivered—the gesture so intimate. “I’m so sorry I have to go I uh—” you motioned towards Jungkook. “Have plans”
Jimin let your hand go, turning to Jungkook. “Hey man” He nodded his head, “Nice glasses” He winked. Jungkook looked flustered but said nothing. Turning back to you, Jimin waved. “Great meeting you, soulmate”
Your heart sank. He said it. Which meant, he felt it too. Your fate was sealed. And as you watched him leave, you couldn’t help but question where the hell this man came from—who he was—and how in the world was he your soul mate?
-
“Park Jimin?”
The steaming bowl of noodles in front of you did little to distract your mind from the overwhelming encounter you had just minutes before. Jungkook sat in front of you, seemingly more bothered by the whole episode than you had expected. Jealously was not a great look on him. You watched dully as he typed away at his tablet.
“I was so surprised. I always thought you’d get matched with someone more…you know…” He paused, searching for the right words. You knew what he meant. Exactly what he was insinuating. You felt a glow in your chest knowing that Jungkook had probably thought the same of you as you did of him. However, you found it difficult to care. Jimin may not have been what you expected, but you knew what you felt. Without a doubt.
“Like you?” You picked at your food, poking your chopsticks against your noodles aimlessly.
Jungkook took a big bite, wiping his face before scrolling down the screen, “I feel obligated to look into this guy. He seemed sketchy. And you said he was in the middle of being arrested? And rode a motorcycle—I mean do people still even do that?”
You felt guilty about judging him. Guilty that you were trying to fit him into a predesignated category in your mind before you even got to know him. You didn’t want to look him up, although you knew everything would be available. Privacy was not something valued in the state anymore. Information was completely open source. Accessible.
“He’s a student, so that’s good at least” Jungkook muttered, chewing his food.
After a few moments of silence, he stroked his jaw in confliction. Eyes glued to the screen, he had clearly found something. “Oh, this makes absolutely no sense”
“What?” You tried to reach for his device but he pulled it out of your reach.
“Park Jimin is part of an anti-science vigilante group that believes the government is using the institution of science as a way to regulate the population as per their agenda”
“Okay,” You swallowed thickly, slightly taken aback by the news. “So he has beliefs that are different than mine. That’s okay”
Jungkook raised his eyebrows, “Anti-science? Y/n, this guy is the total opposite of you. And not in an, opposites attract, cute kind of way. In an inherent personal values kind of way. You’re a scientist for heaven’s sake!”
You exhaled steadily, setting down your chopsticks. “I know the compatibility formula inside and out. It’s never wrong. Our chips know us better than we know ourselves. I must trust it, Jungkook. It feels strange to me too, okay. I mean, Jimin smokes and I hate smoking. But if he’s my soulmate—I have to try. I have to make it work”
Defeated, Jungkook put away his tablet. “Just be careful okay. I know you believe in this, but science isn’t perfect. I’m just a little worried” His voice was quiet. “I had sort of always though you would be mine. So, I’m sorry if I’m being a little much today” His eyes diverted, looking hurt.
Your heart sank. People often dated before finding their soulmates. It wasn’t abnormal at all. A part of you wished you had never seen Jimin just so you could have had more time. More time in ignorant bliss. Admiring Jungkook for a while longer, even if it didn’t amount to anything.
“I understand. Trust me, I do. But I have a duty to my soulmate. I need to find him, and get to know him” You sighed, “The science is right. Dr. Kim Namjoon is right. I’ve seen it myself”
Jungkook nodded, shifting his weight. A bought of energy overtook him—ever reluctant to give up. “Will you just do me a favor? It’s for your own good, Y/n. You’re going to meet Dr. Kim at the conference in a few weeks, right? If you can, ask him to send the compatibility test results to you—just so you can know for sure. It can’t hurt”
-
“Where the hell did you run off to?”
Steadily making his way back to his bike, Jimin could make out Seokjin’s annoyed face in the dim light. He had roughly a few seconds to come up with an excuse. Jimin surely couldn’t tell him that he found his soulmate. Not unless he wanted an earful of Jin ranting about how fucked up the compatibility formula was, and how corrupt it is for people to be force matched into relationships against their free will.
Free will. All he had left to hold onto and yet, he didn’t feel in control lately. He felt numb. Lost in the haze of a double life where the secrets drowned him out into nothing. Law student by day, his nights were spent carrying out orders from the ambiguous resistance core. Fighting for justice through a system where he still had no say. Fighting corruption through a sense of servitude. It seemed all but ironic to him.
Frankly, the state had done him no ill. The death of his brother had forced him into the company of the resistance by association. His brother was an active member. He had surgically removed his bioregulatory chip and insisted Jimin do the same. “Don’t be a pawn in someone else’s game” He had said.
Jimin didn’t listen.
Surely being a pawn was better than being a king. Walking around with a target on your back. Jimin had no one else. The resistance took him in, offered to pay for school, so there he was. Seokjin by his side since it happened.
For the first time since the death of his brother, Jimin felt something. Sure it had been years, and maybe he had moved on. Nevertheless, he couldn’t help but feel curious. Exited even. Who were you? Why was it you? Whether the compatibility test—whether the concept of true love was real or not, he wanted to know you.
“I uh, had to talk to one of my professors” The lie came easy to him. In a way he was protecting you already. If they knew he had been matched with a citizen, you’d be on their radar. Who knows what they might do to you? To make matters worse, you were a scientist. The resistance didn’t believe in science. Science was simply a tool to further the state’s agenda.
Which made you the enemy.
Jimin didn’t trust the resistance the least bit more than the state. Caught between two flawed systems, Jimin was barely staying afloat.
Seokjin eyed him skeptically. “I still think you should consider dropping out, Jimin. Seriously, all they will do here is plague your mind with a false history of thought. You can learn anything you need through the resistance”
Jimin rolled his eyes, kicking his leg over his bike. Shaking his head, he lifted his helmet on, glancing back up towards the window where he wondered if you still were. He wondered if you were a key. Something that would save him from his mess of influence he was in. His mother had only ever wanted one thing—that he finish college. He hated school, but he did it for her.
“Say, what does the resistance think about compatibility science?”
-
Eyes dry, drained from a day of emotions, you stared at your computer. The clock hit midnight. Tucked in bed, you were robbed of sleep, wanting nothing more than to find the mysterious Park Jimin. To know him, truly, before you let Jungkook’s words create ideas in your head.
His profile wide on your screen, school picture staring back at you. He was hopelessly handsome. Almost ethereal with those pretty eyes. You recalled how his lips felt against your, tracing your own at the thought. You craved the smokey taste of him—the taste you thought you would loathe.
The video call button under your cursor. You wouldn’t dare—you were too nervous. Nervous that Jungkook may be right, and you would find out that this man stands against everything you do. Everything you work for.
But you simply had to know.
Squeezing your eyes shut, you took a deep breath, clicking the call button. The soft ringing tone made you jump—as you waited for him to answer or ignore your call.
The ringing stopped.
Your heart with it.
And there he was. Tired, makeup off, revealing the dark circles under his troubled eyes. His room was dimly lit. He appeared to be sitting at a desk, in nothing but a white T-shirt. His muscles prominent even through the screen.
“Hi you” He grinned lazily. An easy, teasing smile. The type of smile that made you want to kiss him long and hard. “Miss me already?”
Throat tight, you were suddenly at a loss for words. A million questions in your mind, now knowing where to begin.
“Jimin—hi” You waved sheepishly at the camera, “I hope I’m not bothering you, I know it’s late”
He shrugged, leaning back in his chair, “Whatever,” You noticed that he kicked his legs up on the desk. Something inside of you felt queasy. It drove you crazy when people behaved like that—disrespecting their workspace. “Just doing some homework”
You exhaled in relief. “Right, so you’re a student?” He rolled his eyes.
“Duh. I met you on campus didn’t I?” Sighing, he reached for something. You watched as he brought a bottle to his lips. Energy drinks. Your hands curled into fists. Doesn’t he realize how unhealthy those are? “I study law”
“That’s cool” You couldn’t hide the disinterest in your voice. You had never really resonated with social sciences, being a science lover from as early as you can remember. The most reading you did was the romance novels that were hidden in your closet. You dreaded conversations about politics. Ethics. Law.
“No,” He chuckled, “It’s not. But aren’t you little miss impressive, doctor Y/n?”
You blushed, “I’m not a doctor.” Pausing, you added, “Yet”
“Biochemistry” Jimin took out his phone, clearly reading off your profile. You hated the way your ego inflated with the way Jimin sounded genuinely impressed.
“So you’re really familiar with all this soulmate crap huh?”
The feeling was short-lived. Your lips pursed. Soulmate crap. “Yeah, I guess”
“Do you think it’s real?” Tossing his phone aside, he suddenly leaned very close to the camera. Voice dropping to a low, teasing whisper, “The soulmate stuff—is it really love?”
“I do think it’s real” Your voice wavered slightly, but you were determined to stand your ground. You had been trained to deal with skeptics and if this man was your soulmate you were determined to make sure he believed it too. “I realize that it can be complicated to understand, but it’s a way to ensure high quality of life in the long run”
“Being told who to love is high quality?” Jimin taunted.
You frowned. A part of you recognize he was egging you on. You were determined not to let him get to you. “You don’t even know me. Don’t decide I’m not worth it without at least doing that”
Satisfied with your response, you relished at how Jimin’s face hardened. It wasn’t entirely uncommon for people to doubt the system. In fact, you always felt it helped hold scientists like yourself accountable to the general good. But Jimin’s doubts almost hurt. His reluctance to believe in what you dedicated your life to. Maybe Jungkook was right. Maybe this really couldn’t work.
“It isn’t personal. I just don’t buy into a chip in my back telling me what to think”
Surely, it was personal. Surely Jimin felt the same as you—that you weren’t what he wanted. He seemed unwilling to compromise, unwilling to budge. Exhaustion flooded your senses. You wanted to scream.
“Then forget it!” You snapped suddenly, slamming your computer shut. A tear rolled down your cheek, which you quickly wiped away. After a few deep breaths, you opened your screen back up. Jimin had tried calling you back.
I’m sorry
I do wanna know you, Y/n
Why don’t we try hanging out? I’ll come to your lab tomorrow after your shift.
That night, you dreamt of Jungkook. What it might have been like, being the soulmate of someone so handsome, smart, and sweet. Instead of someone who was bound to drive you crazy.
-
“Y/n” The voice of your PI, Jung Hoseok, boomed through the lab. It had been a busy day, with the important conference coming up, Hoseok was insistent that the first series of trials be complete before then. You and Jungkook had been working to the bone. “You need to redo these samples. Stay after tonight and get them done”
You groaned, setting your pipet down. Jungkook gave you a sympathetic look.
“I can’t tonight,” You spoke up, which was unlike you. But things were different now—you had a soulmate. You had to spend time with him. “I have plans”
Hoseok stomped over, towering over you. “Excuse me?”
You and Jungkook would sometimes gossip about whether you thought Hoseok had passed the cognitive-sexual threshold yet. Whether he had been matched to a soulmate, or if perhaps he would be one of the few who would never be matched.
He was so uptight, the two of you liked to joke that he’d end up alone. You always did wonder what happened to those people.
“I said, I can’t. I’ll come in early tomorrow and get them done, I promise. But I have to be somewhere tonight”
Hoseok’s jaw tightened. “Since when do you have a social life, Y/n? Ever heard of priorities? If you don’t stay back tonight and finish, you’re not coming to the conference. It’s as simple as that”
You sighed in defeat. You needed to go to that conference. Dr. Kim Namjoon, your idol and inspiration, was going to be giving a presentation. It was a great opportunity to network and see if you might be able to go work for him after you finish your degree. And Hoseok knew how bad you wanted to go.
Not to mention, you wanted a copy of your compatibility results.
“Fine”
He grinned in satisfaction, “Good”
Groaning, you returned to your pipetting. Jungkook nudged you lightly with his elbow.
“That was so manipulative” He commented, “You okay?”
Nodding, you rolled your eyes, “Yeah, I just had plans to meet Jimin tonight. But he’ll understand”
“Will he?” Jungkook muttered. You gave him a look. You had told him all about the previous night, which only affirmed his preconceived notions that Jimin was no good. That your soulmate was a doomed case. In a way you were grateful he was continuing to be your friend despite not being a viable soulmate for him. You needed support. You had a feeling this new relationship was going to be rough. “If you want me to stay back and help you, I’m happy to”
You shook your head, “No, don’t worry I got it.”
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Jimin paced around the lobby nervously, watching as the whitecoats scurried about. He felt extremely out of place, his skinny jeans, chains and leather jacket contrasting the plain and simple dressed around him. He seriously wondered if these people had personalities, or if they were truly robotic like Seokjin liked to try to convince him they were.
If he recalled correctly, you should have been leaving around sundown, and it was almost dark. Jimin had half a mind to go up and see where you were, but he didn’t want to deal with your big nerdy glasses-wearing, jealous friend.
Fuck it. An alarm in his chest went off. What if you were in some kind of trouble? You didn’t seem like the type of person who would be flaky and forget a date. He rushed to the elevators.
“Text me if you need anything okay Y/n!” The nerdy guy’s voice echoed as the doors of the elevator opened. Jimin stared him down as he crossed him in the hall.
“Hey glasses boy” He called. “Is Y/n in there?”
The boy gave him an unimpressed look, folding his arms over his chest. Jimin bit back a laugh.
“My name is Jungkook, I’m her lab partner. She had to work late today. Don’t bother her”
Jimin raised his eyebrows, “Jealous much?”
Jungkook pouted. “Look, she knows who you are Park Jimin. She knows about the vigilante group”
Jimin scoffed, “Vigilante group? God you’re all such fucking geeks. It’s called the resistance”
“Whatever it is, she knows. You’re dangerous, and I’m onto you—got it?” Jungkook peered at Jimin, making sure to emphasize their height difference. Jimin backed away, hands up in defeat.
“Yeah alright glasses, I got you”
Jungkook huffed, entering the elevator. Jimin watched him leave before rolling his eyes. Jealously looked so pathetic on some people, it was honestly laughable. He made his way to your lab, knocking lightly on the door. He watched as you were immersed in focus, carefully pipetting something.
“Hey you”
You looked up, eyes widening when you saw him. “Oh my god” You glanced at your watch, “Oh no! I totally lost track of time—my PI said I had to redo a whole set and stay after but I was trying to work quickly so I could still make it but—” Jimin walked over to you, resting his hand on your shoulder.
“Relax doctor. You’re so tense”
“Y-you cannot be in here without PPE”
Jimin tilted his head in confusion, “I already peed earlier?”
You blinked at him incredulously. “No—gosh, no, you need to wear a lab coat. Goggles. Gloves.”
He shrugged, taking a seat next to you. “I won’t touch anything. I’m just watching”
You pursed your lips. You tended to be a bit uptight about certain protocols. A generally unorganized individual, you had experienced one too many accidents in the lab to not take safety seriously. “It’s not just about you contaminating the samples, it’s also about your safety. If a solution were to spill you could get burned or infected or—”
“Alright!” Jimin laughed, pinching your cheek. He gazed into your stressed eyes. “I’ll wear your stupid PPE”
He wandered over to the storage closet, grabbing the materials. You watched him, the coat was far too big for him, and the goggles looked almost silly on his face. Returning to your side, he pulled the chair up close so that he could rest his head on your shoulder as you worked.
“You mind if I just stay and watch?”
“N-no. That’s fine”
Jimin smiled. You became increasingly aware of his breath tickling your cheek as you worked. Hands trembling ever so slightly. His proximity made you dizzy. Today he didn’t smell like cigarettes. He smelt addictive. Dark. Like the wild.
You glanced over at him, wanting to see if he was finding your work interesting but were started when you realized he was looking at you. Flinching, you backed away from him.
He hummed, a light laugh. “You’re cute”
You looked down, unable to meet his eyes. “Thanks, I guess” He watched as you returned to your work, unphased by his words. Your dedication was admirable, he couldn’t deny that. He also couldn’t deny he was bored out of his mind. He supposed he could talk to you in the meanwhile.
“Your lab partner. How long has that been going on? Clearly likes you”
“Jungkook? He doesn’t like me, we’re just very close” He could hear you lying through your teeth. The speed of your voice picked up ever so slightly, and your fingers tightened.
“Sure, okay.” Jimin moved closer to your face, whispering against your ear, “He told me you think I’m dangerous…Do you?”
“I don’t know you at all, so it’s hard to tell. But considering you’re in a gang, I suppose it’s a reasonable hypothesis”
Jimin grinned, “Well if you have any questions about it, I’m an open book baby”
You set down your pipet, peeling off your gloves. “I’m done” You announced, shrugging off your lab coat. “Give me your lab coat” Turning to him, you waited expectantly.
“Help me take it off” He teased. You rolled your eyes, grabbing the sleeve of his coat and tugging it down. Once you managed to get it off of him, he pulled you into his lap.
“Jimin” You exhaled. The bunched-up fabric separating you from his chest. His eyes spoke to you. Beckoned you—tempted you. As if they were daring to see what you would do.
He grabbed the coats from your hands, tossing them aside. Hands on the small of your back he pulled you in closer until your hips were locked against his. Gently he slid your goggles off and then his own, tracing your cheek with his thumb.
“Do I scare you, doctor?”
You turned your face away. “No, of course not” He pulled you face back towards him, lips melting against yours. This time, longer. Less fireworks and more comfort. You realize he was trying to give you a sense of ease.
“I don’t hurt people. At least not people who don’t deserve it”
“How would you know who deserves to get hurt?”
Jimin’s eyes flashed. He enjoyed being challenged. “How would some scientists know who we love?”
“I don’t know if I can get past this” You whispered, “You hate what I do”
“I don’t”
“And I hate what you do”
Jimin sighed, caressing your hips. “If you don’t want to see me, you don’t have to Y/n. We still have free will. They haven’t taken that from us. Yet, anyway”
You shook your head. “It’s not wrong. If you’re my soulmate, I believe with every fiber of my body that it’s true. So yeah, we’re clearly different. And it might be hard but, I’m going to find a way to love you. I have to”
“And how exactly do you plan on doing that when you’ve already decided who I am”
The words weighed heavy in the tense air. He watched as you considered his statement, that genius little head of yours whirring at what to say next. You looked at him with such earnest guilt, Jimin wanted to kiss you again just for that. His fingers trailed up and down you back. He was warm today. You felt incredibly safe in his hold.
You let your arms slide around him, hugging him to you. Your face against his neck, lips pressed against his jugular. It was so incredibly intimate. Such a delicate moment. For a second you almost began to believe you could fall in love this man.
You rose to look at him. His lips grazed over yours, breathing you in. Pressing against yours, pushing and pulling ever so sweetly. Like it was the most natural thing in the world. Heat enveloped your body, like every sense in you came to life all at once.
His fingers wrapping around the back of your neck, pulling you impossibly close. “You taste so fucking sweet doctor” His voice was raspy, breathless. You trembled realizing just how taken he was by you.
“Jimin—wait” You inhaled sharply, pulling away before Jimin could swallow you into another kiss. Jimin steadied himself, tracing your lips while he caught his breath.
“This has been fun, doctor” He winked, nipping at your cheek one last time. Pushing you off him, he stood up, “Would you like a ride home?”
You stared at him in disbelief. “O-on your bike? I don’t know if that would be very safe—I’m not exactly comfortable with—” Jimin grabbed your wrist, pulling you chest to chest.
“I’m not gonna let you fall” You believed the words when he said them. “You wanna know me right? Well that bike is a part of who I am. Don’t knock it till you try it”
The next thing you knew he was placing a helmet over your head. Guiding you to sit on the bike before he sat behind you. His arms hovering over yours, caging you in as he gripped the handles. His chest to your back, thighs keeping you steady.
“Ready doc?”
You stared at the road ahead. It was pitch black. Anxiety danced in your gut.
“Okay” You had to trust him. He was your soulmate after all.
He took off, the engine whirring. Suddenly you were flying through the horizon. Heart beating fast as your surroundings blurred past you. In fear your hands gripped Jimin’s over the handle, steadying yourself.
You couldn’t hear anything but swore you could feel him laugh. He kissed the back of your shoulder before speeding up even more. You focused on the sensation of him—the fact that he was there, he was in control—therefore you would be okay.
You felt like laughing. A big smile on your face as you began to enjoy the rush of adrenaline as Jimin raced through the winding roads. It was exciting, the start of a new adventure. A new person who you had all the time in the world to explore. To understand his quirks, his persona, his story.
It wasn’t love, yet.
But it sure as hell could be.
When you woke up the next morning, your phone was blowing up. Hoseok had left you many messages.
Y/n—what the fuck happened
All of our data is gone—the classified trials, everything
Call me ASAP
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"My Unforgettable Pet"
In the annals of my life, amidst the tapestry of experiences woven through the years, there exists a thread that is ineffaceable, a presence that transcends mere existence, and that is the memory of my unforgettable pet. Words may falter in their attempt to encapsulate the essence of this remarkable being, but in the sanctuary of reminiscence, I shall endeavor to paint a portrait of unparalleled loyalty, boundless affection, and enduring companionship.
Picture a tranquil afternoon, the golden rays of the sun cascading through the window, casting luminous patterns upon the floor, as I first laid eyes upon my furry companion. A creature of such unassuming grace, yet possessing a spirit that ignited a spark within my soul. It was as if destiny had orchestrated our meeting, weaving the threads of fate to intertwine our paths in a tapestry of shared moments.
From that moment forth, each day became an odyssey of discovery, as we embarked upon the journey of companionship, traversing the landscape of life together. Through the seasons of joy and sorrow, laughter and tears, my pet stood steadfast by my side, a beacon of unwavering support in the tumultuous seas of existence.
In the quiet moments of solitude, my pet was my confidant, listening with rapt attention as I poured forth the contents of my heart. There was an unspoken understanding between us, a language that transcended words, as though our souls communed in the silent depths of understanding.
Yet, it was not solely in moments of contemplation that my pet revealed its true nature, but in the exuberant displays of affection that illuminated even the darkest of days. With each wag of its tail, each gentle nuzzle against my hand, my pet bestowed upon me a gift beyond measure – the gift of unconditional love.
Time passed, as it always does, and the sands of fate shifted inexorably onward. Yet, even as the years unfolded and the world around us changed, the bond between my pet and me remained unyielding, an immutable force that defied the ravages of time.
Indeed, my pet became more than a mere companion; it became a cherished member of the family, weaving itself into the very fabric of our lives with a thread of irreplaceable significance. Its presence brought warmth to our home, filling the air with an aura of contentment and joy that was palpable to all who crossed its path.
But as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end, and so it was with a heavy heart that I bid farewell to my beloved pet. The passage of time had taken its toll, and though its physical form may have departed from this world, its spirit lingered on in the cherished memories we held dear.
In the wake of its absence, there was an emptiness that echoed through the halls of our home, a void that could not be filled by any earthly possession. Yet, even in death, my pet's legacy endured, a beacon of light that continued to guide me through the darkness.
For in the tapestry of life, there are threads that bind us together, weaving a tapestry of memories that endure long after the final chapter has been written. And though my pet may no longer walk beside me in the physical realm, its spirit remains ever-present, a reminder of the profound impact it had upon my life.
In conclusion, the memory of my unforgettable pet is etched upon my heart in letters of gold, a testament to the enduring power of love and companionship. Though its time upon this earth may have been fleeting, its legacy shall endure for eternity, a beacon of light that illuminates the path ahead.
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TS4: Generational Ties Challenge
Hello everyone! My name is Libby, and I’ve been an avid player of The Sims 4 for six years, starting when I was just 14. Now at 20, I’ve accumulated approximately 7500 hours delving into the vibrant world of The Sims 4 – yes, that’s quite a marathon! My passion for the game inspired me to craft a challenge that mirrors the way I play. I’m thrilled to share this challenge with you and would love to see your gameplay experiences, so please feel free to post any screenshots of your journey!
Generation 1: The Valiant Guardian
In the heart of StrangerVille, you stand as a symbol of steadfastness and dedication. Your readiness to engage with the StrangerVille Mystery is a testament to your deep-rooted love for kin and country. With your loyal dog by your side and a sense of brotherhood that strengthens your resolve, you are set to unravel the enigmas, embodying the spirit of unity and determination in every step of this intriguing adventure.
Generation 1’s Traits
• Bro: This Sim is all about camaraderie and brotherhood. They’re the one everyone counts on, always ready with a joke or a helping hand.
• Dog Lover: A loyal dog at their side, this Sim understands the unspoken bond between human and pet, nurturing a friendship that’s as steadfast as their spirit.
• Active: For this Sim, fitness transcends a mere pastime; it’s ingrained in their very existence. Constantly active, they embrace each day with a jog at dawn or a spontaneous exercise routine.
Generation 1’s Aspiration
StrangerVille Mystery: Motivated by a desire to safeguard their family, they are resolute in uncovering the hidden dangers that lurk within the town.
Generation 1’s Career
Military: In uniform, they serve with distinction, embodying the courage and resolve that are the hallmarks of their character, driven by a deep commitment to the ideals of unity and protection that resonate within them.
Goals for Generation 1
• StrangerVille Savior: Uncover the secrets of StrangerVille, completing the mystery that shrouds the town.
• Military Ascension: Climb to the top of the military ranks, showcasing unparalleled dedication and valor.
• Nomadic Legacy: Relocate your family three times, each move marking the birth of a new family member and a new chapter in your legacy.
• Peak Condition: Excel in the Fitness skill, ensuring you are in prime physical condition, and master the Dog Training skill, which mirrors the strong bond with your devoted canine friend.
Generation 2: The Family's Keeper
As the eldest child and the unifying force among their siblings, this Sim has known a life of constant change. From one base to another, they’ve gathered a mosaic of experiences but yearned for the one thing that eluded them: stability. Now, with a worldliness that belies their years, they seek to create a steadfast home—a sanctuary where roots can delve as deep as their love for family, and where their children can soar to new heights, nurtured by the legacy of excellence and the strength of their shared bonds.
Generation 2’s Traits
• Neat: This Sim is the epitome of order and cleanliness, finding peace in the meticulous care of their surroundings.
• Family-Oriented: Family is the anchor of this Sim’s life, and every action is infused with love and dedication to their kin.
• Loves the Outdoors: Their backyard, a personal sanctuary, resonates with their deep love for nature, offering solace in the gentle whispers of the wind and the soothing rustle of leaves.
Generation 2’s Aspiration
Super Parent: Embracing the heart of family life, they are the guiding force in their children’s lives. With every action, they shape a future of kindness, discipline, and love, ensuring their legacy thrives through the character values they instill.
Generation 2’s Career
Freelancer: Adapting to the flexibility of a freelance career, this Sim tailors a life that bends with their family’s needs, aligning seamlessly with their values and aspirations.
Goals for Generation 2
• Scholastic Excellence: Guide all children to achieve A+ grades and engage in extracurricular activities, fostering a legacy of academic and personal growth.
• Super Parent: Achieve the Super Parent Aspiration by fostering a home where love, learning, and guidance are the cornerstones, empowering the next generation to continue the family’s enduring legacy.
• Siblings’ Keeper: Maintain a close-knit relationship with each sibling, making it a priority to visit them at least once every week to preserve the enduring connection of the family.
• Skilful Steward: Achieve expertise in both Gardening and Handiness to craft a home that is not only sturdy but also warm and inviting.
Generation 3: The Free Spirit
In the pulsing heart of San Myshuno, where the city’s rhythm beats incessantly, resides a Sim who has boldly navigated their own path. Eschewing a legacy steeped in academic excellence and the weight of family expectations, they have chosen the unassuming role of a Salaryperson. And now, as they navigate the complexities of an unexpected pregnancy, they find their resolve and desire for autonomy more vital than ever, affirming their commitment to live life strictly on their own terms.
Generation 3’s Traits
• Nosy: This Sim’s inquisitive nature stems from a childhood with little privacy, leading to a blurred understanding of personal space.
• Outgoing: This Sim’s sociability is a response to their sheltered upbringing, seeking out friendships that offer the peer connection they’ve always craved.
• Cat Lover: Their feline companion is their confidant, the one “child” they’ve always wanted.
Generation 3’s Aspiration
City Native: As a city native, San Myshuno is not just their home but their playground, a stark contrast to their homebody parent’s lifestyle.
Generation 3’s Career
Salaryperson: This Sim enjoys the simplicity of a straightforward desk job, which provides the financial stability they need to embrace a free-spirited lifestyle amidst the vibrant hustle and bustle of city life.
Goals for Generation 3
• Unexpected Parenthood: Experience an unforeseen pregnancy and maintain a distant relationship with your child, emphasizing independence over intimacy.
• Wellness Whisperer: Master the Wellness skill with your cat for serene, solo rejuvenation. This pursuit of personal well-being is your path to a harmonious life, shared quietly with your purring companion.
• Urban Explorer: Fulfill the City Native Aspiration by immersing yourself in the rich tapestry of experiences that San Myshuno presents, from it’s towering skyscrapers to it’s colorful street markets.
• Spice District Settler: Embrace the vibrant life in a cozy apartment in San Myshuno’s Spice District, your home until you reach the wise age of an Elder.
Generation 4: The Artful Heart
In the ceaseless rhythm of San Myshuno, a Sim forges their destiny with bold strokes of creativity. An Art Lover, shaped by the absence of a parent, finds solace and expression in the canvas’s embrace. Their heart, a mosaic of passion and yearning, seeks a Soulmate to fill the void and share in the vibrant tapestry of city life. As a Painter or Freelance Artist, they channel their deepest dreams into art, crafting each piece as a beacon for the one who will complete their world.
Generation 4’s Traits
• Art Lover: This Sim discovers inspiration and allure in each color and brushstroke, igniting their creative spirit.
• Creative: As a wellspring of imagination, they not only breathe life into their art but also harbor an earnest desire to share their creative expressions with the world, transforming the vast expanse of our shared reality into a canvas that reflects the depth and vibrancy of their artistic vision.
• Romantic: Hopelessly devoted to the pursuit of love, they dream of a muse to revel in the rich splendor of life’s palette.
Generation 4’s Aspiration
Soulmate: With a heart yearning to fill the void left by an absent parent, this Sim seeks a love profound enough to complete their life’s tapestry of passion.
Generation 4’s Career
Painter or Freelance Artist: Blending their fervent passion with a clear vision, they masterfully wield the brush to encapsulate the emotions of life, creating a portfolio that forges a profound connection through the artful canvas.
Goals for Generation 4
• Family Expansion: Embrace the vibrant tapestry of family life, as you welcome the laughter and energy of at least four children into your heart and home.
• Soulmate Aspiration: Embark on a heartfelt quest to fulfill the Soulmate Aspiration, weaving the threads of romance and art into a bond that completes your life’s masterpiece.
• Painting Skill Mastery: Elevate your craft to new heights, achieving mastery in Painting that reflects your deep commitment and artistic prowess.
• Celebrity Status: Ascend to the echelons of fame, securing a three-star celebrity status that honors your exceptional and widely acclaimed paintings.
Generation 5: The Environmental Visionary
Inheriting your family’s legacy, you stand at the crossroads of personal ambition and a commitment to meaningful change. Whether as a Politician or an Eco Innovator, your dedication to crafting a sustainable future is steadfast. With charisma and a heart attuned to the environment, your leadership is a tribute to the creative spirit instilled by your parent, who honed your need to make a difference in the world. Your home stands as a sanctuary, echoing the enduring legacy you’re advancing, and sparking inspiration for generational transformation. Each of your actions crafts a narrative of hope, laying the groundwork for a brighter, greener tomorrow.
Generation 5’s Traits
• Ambitious: This Sim is passionately committed to scaling the summits of success, not just for personal glory but as a homage to their forebears’ aspirations. They are steadfast in their pursuit to forge a legacy that will pave the way for a brighter, more sustainable future for all ensuing generations.
• Outgoing: With a magnetic charm, they draw others into their grand vision for the future.
• Green Fiend: In homage to their heritage, they possess an innate talent for fostering growth, whether in the garden or within the bonds of kinship.
Generation 5’s Aspiration
Master Maker: This Sim is motivated to create a future that marries innovation with environmental stewardship, galvanizing a network of creators to build a world that is both sustainable and brilliantly inventive.
Generation 5’s Career
Politician or Civil Designer: Whether shaping society through policy or protecting the planet, their career reflects a commitment to leaving a lasting impact.
Goals for Generation 5
• Skill Mastery: Attain proficiency in Fabrication and Logic, exemplifying a synthesis of innovative creation and thoughtful reasoning.
• Aspiration Achievement: Fulfill the Master Maker aspiration, steering both family and community towards a future of innovative sustainability and collective creativity.
• Family Reunions: Host three gold-level Family Reunions, celebrating the unity and achievements of the generations.
• Career Accomplishment: Complete either the Politician or Eco Innovator career, driving change and leaving a sustainable mark on the world.
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crested geckos are the best pet animals no contest. unparalleled experience to come home and know that in my room there’s the worlds most autistic unblinking little beast who can jump across olympic swimming pools and he’s just waiting to be fed Slop and Fruits and Flies and go on Branch
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VegasPete Fic Rec Masterlist (Pt. 1)
favorites are marked with a (*)
Lost Pet by @clandestinegardenias | 12k | E
Vegas has very few things he truly allows himself to care for, in this life. Going through the routine of feeding his hedgehog, only to find that a second pet has left him in as many weeks, might finally be the thing that pulls him under.
i can't really point to why i like this one so much, but it was my first vp fic and i always come back to it.
spend the rest of your life (what could have been) by toomoon | 15k | M
“I have an idea,” Pete says slowly, and Pol looks up at him. “But you’re not going to like it.”
“I’ll take anything at this point,” Pol tells him. “Tell me.”
Pete tells him. Pol doesn’t like it.
Pete and Pol get put in charge of a surveillance operation on a potential business rival. The only way to avoid rousing suspicion is to take over a small family restaurant. Vegas is the only person in the Theerapanyakul mansion that can cook. It's all going smoothly until the restaurant actually becomes a success.
vegaspete running a restaurant, what can i say? i love the vibes and the premise of this fic so much. also features trans!Pete, which was a nice surprise.
Sustenance by @givemeunicorns | 14k | M *
His grandmother told him when he was very young that there was no love in the world so filling as a place at the table. That there was no greater kindness, no greater expression of devotion, than to feed another, no better way to make them whole.
As the smoke begins to clear, Pete waits and wonders.
i adore this fic with every bone in my body!! food as a love language my beloved. i remember feeling like i'd been punched in the gut when i first watched ep. 14 and pete said because I'm hungry, and this fic really taps into that reaction, and builds on it with some beautiful character study for both pete and vegas.
fuck it all back down by @syzyg3tic | 4k | E *
Everything about sex is performative. There is no such thing as fucking without an agenda, at least in Vegas’s experience. He wouldn’t have survived to adulthood if he was precious about shit like that.
Vegas and some of the men he sleeps with in his desperate, rage-filled attempts to be loved or hated--either will work.
unparalleled, genius, the Vegas fic. great character study and really influenced the way i perceive him. also sparked my obsession with big and also with vegasporsche friendship. (obligatory CW for vegas' psychosexual obsession with his cousin. Freak <3)
hoping at the gates they'll tell me that you're mine by puckbaes | 34k | E
Missing scenes between Vegas being gunned down and waking up again.
Pete takes care of an injured Vegas, what's left of the minor family's business and Macau. He's reminded that while he resigned from his job, the family that loves him are not going to abandon him.
Bamf!Pete, found families, and glimpses of life after Vegas wakes up.
nice little fluffy domestic vegaspete fic :) i don't read much fluff for this pairing for obvious reasons, but this one's cute.
Five-Star Southpaw by Anonymous | 106k | E *
When Vegas is handed the keys to a failing major family hotel and told to bring it back to life, he knows it’s not a gift, or a test, or even an opportunity to prove himself. It’s a taunt. It’s a way to set him up for failure so everyone can rub his nose in the shitshow he’s left with, defeated and inferior to his cousins like always. It’s the death sentence of his pride in a gilded cage.
But misery loves company and all that, and he finds a surprisingly fitting cellmate in an unassuming looking employee named Pete. Now if only he could get Pete to stop playing hard to get, this cage could become a lot more comfortable.
Obviously. We all know. this is The VegasPete Fic, it's glorious, it's perfect. i think about it at least once a day.
stay with me a minute (swear i'll make it worth it) by incendir | 2k | M
Pete hadn’t anticipated how much breathing would hurt.
[Or, an unseen moment in 1x13]
incendir is an author i read consistently, all of their oneshots are great, so definitely check out their page after you finish this one!
while I do my thing in the background by TheDameJudiWench | 1k | G
"I have a gift for you. This is Pete."
tankhun-centric vegaspete fic my beloved...
First Impressions to Love Expressions (Chapter 12) by @iffervescent | 6k | E *
this is part of a series of stand-alone kpts fics, but i think this is the only vp one. anyway, it's immaculate. the little delve into pete's backstory, his connection to vegas and the family throughout his life are all amazing. great writing, great characterization, highly recommend.
like a trigger (get me ready to shoot) by @veliseraptor | 6k | M *
sadism: psychosexual disorder in which sexual urges are gratified by the infliction of pain on another person. (Encyclopaedia Britannica)
As far as Vegas can tell, there are normal people who want normal things, and then there's whatever he's got going on.
another marvelous Vegas character study, beautiful characterization. lise is another author i read regularly, so you'll see a lot of them on my lists.
That's it for part 1! I'm just going through my bookmarks in reverse order, so there's no real rhyme or reason to the ordering here. If anyone knows of any more of these authors that are on tumblr, pls feel free to tag them!
#posting pt 2 directly after this one#kinnporsche#kinnporsche the series#kpts#vegaspete#vegas theerapanyakul#pete saengtham#fic rec#fanfiction#ao3 recs
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sucking off gin when he busy/tired at work pls
author note: let's be real, he doesn't deserve it lol.
tw: smut obvs
Sakata Gintoki:
-Let's say that he nags, a lot.
-Gintoki is used to girls that do that as their job, so their amount of experience is more or less unparalleled.
-He would dare to say "Skill issues" completely forgetting he has a really sensitive part of his body in your mouth that you can easily bite off.
-But maybe after a tiring day at work (he has done the bare minimum), Gintoki will be nicer to you.
-He'll call you "good pet." His rough hand never leaves the back of your head. Gintoki is either patting you or pushing his length deeper into your mouth.
-He likes to hear you gag. Gin won't keep you down there for long, just enough to hear you choke on him.
-Gintoki starts with mean words and ends with a waterfall of praises to keep you going till he reaches his apex.
-He loves it when you keep your hands behind your back. If Gintoki could he would tie you, not only the hands, but just the idea is enough to make him hard.
-You can decide where he cums, everything is fine with him, since he won't clean you up anyway.
-But on your face is much more degrading, so Gin may enjoy it a bit more…
-At the end he would just thank you in between deep breaths. If you ask for a kiss he'll accept, Gin isn't disgusted by anything, less alone his own semen.
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