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Number One Fan ch. III
dark!Stepbro!Rafe x f!Reader x JJ Maybank
Warnings: noncon/dubcon, smut, incest relationship (step-siblings), f!recieving oral, fingering, drugging, alcohol, gaslighting, manipulation, jealousy, controlling behavior
Rafe’s jealousy over your budding flirtationship with JJ becomes competitive, and Rafe can’t stop himself from trying to get closer to you
You were completely and utterly stumped.
Despite searching every drawer, your laundry basket, each nook and cranny of your room AND tearing through Sarah’s room, you couldn’t find the underwear you were looking for.
Why did you have to realize your favorite pink silk panties were missing today of all days??
Glancing at your phone, you saw a new text from JJ, ‘i’ve been thinking about you all day y/n, can’t wait for tn ;)’
A smile tugged at your lips, butterflies fluttering in your stomach as JJ’s face entered your mind and you typed out a reply. Although you hadn’t realized it at first, your friend had so much more to him than just his goofy exterior.
JJ understood what it was like to have a tough childhood and a deadbeat Dad, something you had been all too familiar with before you mom finally left your father and eventually found Ward Cameron.
In a lot of ways, you felt like you could be completely yourself around JJ, which was difficult when you were with other friends. He was so perceptive and sweet, although he had a teasing side that you enjoyed just as much.
This was the first time that you had felt this comfortable around another man besides Rafe. But Rafe was your brother, so of course the feelings you had for JJ were different.
And even though you usually told Rafe everything about your life, you wanted to keep JJ a secret. You knew that Rafe would disapprove, he had voiced his opinion of JJ more times than you could count, and you knew that if you told him you were dating JJ he would be mad. So you kept everything between you and JJ only.
Being around JJ felt thrilling, like you never knew what he might do next. He was flirtatious as hell, which was daunting at first, but you grew to love his compliments and innuendos, often feeling a rush whenever he made any kind of sexual joke around you.
You were still a virgin, which felt embarrassing. You had never even had a boyfriend! Despite your many attempts at finding a relationship throughout middle and high school, each one had fizzled out before starting. It had been line after line of boys giving half hearted excuses about why they couldn’t be with you, and you never really understood why every single one of your relationships always failed.
You had never given or received head, honestly you had only had a limited number of make out sessions, always getting too nervous to take it further.
You were determined to finally change that all, and JJ seemed like the perfect guy to lose your virginity to.
You two had been friends for so long, it felt natural to start dating, and even though you knew JJ wasn’t a virgin, you could tell that he liked you a lot and sex with him would be so much more than just a hook up.
You let out a frustrated sigh as you leaned over your drawers. You grabbed a short skirt and lace up corset top that seemed appropriate for the house party you were planning on throwing.
It was always a bit risky to have your friend group coming over to your place since a lot of them were Pogues, friends that you had made before you rose to Kook status, and you had never liked the Pogue vs Kook rivalry.
Despite being a regular terrorizer of the Pogues, whenever you would hang out with them, Rafe wouldn’t bother them at all. Maybe he understood how important they were to you?
Or maybe he had finally started to outgrow his high school rival bullshit.
Either way, you enjoyed the privilege of inviting them over basically whenever you wanted, a privilege that Rafe rarely awarded to Sarah when she wanted to have them over.
This fact had always puzzled you, it was really strange observing the difference in how Rafe treated you and how he treated Sarah and Wheezie. You had always chalked it up to Rafe holding childhood grudges for too long.
You pulled on the skirt you picked out, choosing a slightly less provocative pair of panties than the ones that were still missing. After you tossed the shirt u were wearing to bed in your laundry basket, you slipped the corset top over your head and tried to adjust the straps to no avail.
Already frustrated by the missing underwear, you angrily stood up, walking over to Sarah’s room to complain about you issues and ask her to lace you up, but she was now nowhere to be found. She was probably halfway to John B’s at this point, she had been spending a lot of time with him recently.
With your sister gone, you had no option but to try Rafe’s room.
You knocked on the door, announcing, “Rafe, it’s Y/N! Can you help me with something?”
You leaned closer trying to hear an answer, and when you heard nothing you decided to just walk in. Opening the door, you found the room empty, but you could hear the shower in his bathroom running and warm steam and the smell of his body wash wafted through the air.
He must not have heard me, you thought to yourself as you stepped into his bedroom, closing the door behind you.
“Hey, Rafe!” you called again as you neared his bed, taking a seat on the plush mattress.
This time you heard the water turn off, and your step brother responded, “Y/N/N?”
“Yeah, can you help me lace up my corset?” You checked you phone again, happy to see another text from JJ, this time with a photo attachment. You could hear Rafe in the other room stepping out of the shower and you bit your lip nervously before you opened the message from JJ.
He was cupping his hard cock through the straining fabric of his boxers, and his large hand almost looked small next to his thick dick. Your eyes widened, thighs unconsciously squeezing together as you took in the image before you eyes drifted to the text beneath the photo, ‘look at what you do to me baby, i’ve been stroking myself all day thinking about your pretty mouth and pussy. i need to fill you up.’
His words had your cheeks burning and you felt your panties growing damp, you wanted him so bad you felt like you were on fire.
You nearly jumped out of your skin when the door to Rafe’s bathroom opened and he stepped out, towel wrapped around his lower body, hair and chest still slick with water. Quickly closing your phone and shifting on the bed in surprise, you glanced at your brother with a sheepish grin, trying not to focus on his exposed chest.
“Um, hey could you lace this corset up for me, Rafey?” You batted your eyelashes at your older step brother, trying to ignore the wet feeling between your legs.
He raised an eyebrow, shaking his head in annoyance, but he stepped toward you anyways, motioning for you to turn around so he could reach the back of the corset.
“What’re you all dressed up for anyways?” You felt his warm hands brushing the bare skin of your back as he grabbed the laces, pulling them tight.
“I told you already, I’m throwing a party tonight, my friends are coming.” You were mad that he forgot your plans, just hoping that he wasn’t going to start a fight.
He was silent and you could feel the tension crackling in the air. Rafe tied the bow, hands falling at your waist before he spun you around.
“Is that a problem?” You asked him, challenge heavy in your voice. You really hated fighting with Rafe, because usually you had such a great relationship with him. It’s not that you wanted to cause an issue, you just didn’t see why there needed to be any issue.
Rafe sighed, before wrapping his arms around you and pulling you in for a hug, “no Y/N/N, not a problem. You can have your party.”
You hugged him back happily, mood shifting instantly at his approval. “Thanks so much Rafey! Hey, you could invite some of your football friends over!”
He mulled over your suggestion and nodded a bit, “sure.”
Your phone buzzed and when you and Rafe both turned to glance towards it, you snatched it up, anxiously hiding the screen from your step brother.
“Well, I’m gonna start getting ready for tonight,” you glanced around his room one last time before your eyes randomly settled on his laundry basket.
You noticed the familiar pink shade of the cloth sticking out slightly and you walked to the basket, bending over to grab them.
“Ha, Rafey it looks like some of my laundry ended up in your basket,” you giggled, holding up the panties for Rafe to see.
Your older brother blushed, face frozen in surprise before he nervously laughed, stammering out a joke about ‘wanting to try them on’ that just made you laugh harder.
You rolled your eyes and shook your head in amusement before waving goodbye and heading back to your room.
After closing the door, you slid off the pair of panties you thought you were going to wear and replaced them with your favorite pair, checking yourself out in the mirror a bit as you did so.
Your phone buzzed again and you opened two texts from JJ, ‘send me a picture baby please,’ followed by ‘i need to see how wet you are for me princess’
Your cheeks grew hot and you felt you a warmth between your legs. You lay back on the bed, imagining JJ on top of you as your fingers crept between your legs.
You slipped the panties off, throwing them to the ground and you brought your fingers to your clit.
Swirling your fingers around the tender cluster of nerves, you let out a small moan at the feeling. You grabbed your phone, spreading your legs before snapping a picture with your finger teasing your clit.
You send the picture and JJ opened it immediately. A few seconds passed before you saw a video from him pop up.
When you clicked the video you saw JJ’s hand wrapped around his hard cock, stroking it slowly. Your mouth watered as you imagined the feeling of him inside of you.
Posing yourself again, you snapped a picture of your perky tits. You clicked send, anxiously awaiting his next response.
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Rafe watched you from afar as you scanned the crowd of the party again, looking for JJ’s blond hair.
He had been checking in on you every few minutes, making sure your cup was always full and offering you lines of blow, some of which you accepted.
It wasn’t hard to tell that you were drunk already, the most recent time he had spoken with you he had noted how much you were slurring your words and the unsteady way you tried to walk over to one of your girl friends.
He knew you had been looking for JJ. After you stepped into the shower before the party, Rafe had swiped your phone, looking through your most recent messages and realizing your motivations for throwing the party tonight.
Anger bubbled in his chest at the thought of that dirty Pogue defiling his sister. JJ was scum, always had been, always would be. How could you not see it??
JJ didn’t have half the history with you that Rafe did. He had known you for so long, watched you grow up from just down the hall. You had shared moments and memories that JJ could never have. Rafe was just trying to shield you from any man that wasn’t him.
Because Rafe had seen time and time again how men reacted to you. Every room you entered, he could feel the eyes swivel to you, could practically see these men perceive you as nothing more than a piece of meat.
And it made him sick.
You were so beautiful, so incredibly sweet, and way too trusting.
You were too good for that Pogue trash, too pure. If you hooked up with JJ, who knows what he might turn you into. JJ might even turn you against him, which made him the most pissed off.
Rafe Cameron’s little sister deserved to be protected from any of the sick men out there who wanted to ruin your innocence.
But for tonight, he knew that JJ wouldn’t bother you.
He glanced over at his friend across the room who gave him a knowing nod. The rest of his team had taken care of JJ, harassing him and pushing him outside of the house. They weren’t gonna let him back in, and Rafe wasn’t going to let you leave before he got what he wanted.
The music blasted through the house, bodies crowding every available space. Rafe could still see you sitting alone on a counter near the kitchen and he decided to check in on you again.
He came up behind you, arms wrapping around your waist in a hug and you smiled up at him, “Rafey! Can you get me a refill please?”
His heart melted at the way you batted your eyelashes at him and he felt his dick grow hard at the sight of your sweet smile.
“Sure princess, anything for you,” your older brother said with a wink before grabbing your cup to fill it up.
Rafe walked to the kitchen, luckily for him, there was no one else around at the moment.
He set your cup down on the counter, pulling the baggie of powder from his pocket before pouring a good amount to the bottom of the cup. He added more ice and filled it up with the strong punch you had made.
The less you remembered of this night, the better.
Rafe had been going crazy the last few weeks. After that night that he snuck into your room and fingered you, he had been thinking about you nonstop.
About your perfect body, the way you felt tightening around his fingers, so wet and all his. Every single noise you made, every sigh and moan had been playing on a loop in his mind, and he was determined to hear more.
To Rafe’s surprise, the morning after he snuck into your room the first time and made you cum in your sleep, he found you awake early in a great mood and cooking breakfast for everyone.
You spent that day with him, paying more attention to him than you had in a while, and even though there was a small pit of guilt building in your older brother’s gut as he kept his secret from you, he also loved being your center of attention.
Three days after the first night he came to your room at night, he did it again.
You were such a heavy sleeper it would have concerned Rafe if your nature didn’t allow him those moments alone in your room.
Some nights he just came in to watch you sleep, gaze wandering over your naked curves and fantasizing about stuffing his cock into you.
He wandered if that would wake you up, or if you would be able to sleep through him slowly fucking your limp body. He daydreamed about you waking up as he pounded into you, so cock drunk and tired that you would let your big brother do anything to you.
Every morning after he made you cum in your sleep, you would wake up feeling so refreshed and you were always especially sweet to him those days.
Rafe wanted so bad for you to know that he was the one making you feel so good. That your big brother was watching out for you and would always take care of you.
The blond snapped out of his thoughts, giving your drink one last stir before heading back to where you were sitting.
Your face lit up when you saw him and you stumbled from your chair to hug him. “Thanks so much Rafey!”
“No problem, bunny, how are you feeling?” The blond sat beside you and handed you the drink.
“‘M good i just don’t know where JJ is and none of the other Pogues have seen him,” you were slurring your words, hiccuping in between syllables. Rafe knew that you were already drunk the last time he saw you, but now you were on another level. “He told me he was gonna be here.”
You took a large swig of your drink, missing the frown that grew on Rafe’s face at the mention of JJ’s name.
“Fuck that Pogue, I honestly don’t get why you’re so determined to be with that guy.” Rafe scowled with disgust.
You reared back a bit at Rafe’s words, “I don’t know what you’re talking about Rafe, JJ is my friend. And besides, even if he was anything more than that, it would still be none of your business!”
Rafe’s face grew hot with anger, temper spiking when you talked back to him. He knew you were lying to him right now, he had seen some of your messages to JJ.
And it very much was his business.
You were his little sister, he had an obligation to keep you safe, to keep you away from people that would hurt you.
Not only that, but Rafe felt betrayed by the thought of you giving yourself to anyone other than him, but especially with JJ Maybank.
Rafe’s bond with you was deeper than anyone else’s in your life.
If anyone had a right to your virginity, it was him.
“I’m just saying, I’ve heard some bad shit about that guy, he sleeps around and leaves every girl he meets broken hearted. I just don’t want that to happen to my sister.” Rafe looked at you sincerely, trying so hard to convince you.
Your eyes softened, somewhat touched by the concern from your brother, but still annoyed with him.
“I am perfectly capable of making my own decisions and taking care of myself, Rafe.”
He just snorted in response, turning away as he laughed humorously, “sure.”
You took another swig of your drink and Rafe eyed you.
“Make sure you drink that before it’s all watered down, Y/N/N.” He wanted you to drink it faster so the results would be stronger. “Also… I have a little surprise for you.”
You looked at him curiously before throwing back another large gulp of your drink, “what?”
He pulled a small baggie from his pocket and you raised an eyebrow as he poured out some of the contents onto the table and began setting up a line.
“I like how you think Rafe,” you smiled, previous argument forgotten as your brother handed you a rolled up twenty. You sipped your drink again before you leaned over the table and snorted the line.
The burn didn’t last long and you could feel the coke mingling with the alcohol already in your system. You took a couple more drinks of your punch, but the sweetness was starting to hurt your stomach. Colors began to blur together and you suddenly felt really overwhelmed by the need to lay down.
“Mm fuck Rafey, I don’t feel great.” You mumbled, leaning against the larger man to steady yourself, not really understanding why the room seemed to be rocking.
Rafe chuckled at the state you were in, knowing that you only had a little bit more time before you would just pass out. “You’re tapping out already, Y/N/N?”
“I just need… to take a little nap,” you were stumbling over your words, barely able to focus on what you were trying to say. “I’ll come back to the party after, promise. Mm k?”
Rafe’s pulse quickened at your words, an idea forming as you wobbled and stood up.
“Do you need me to walk you to your room?” He asked innocently. “Don’t want you to fall over or get sick.”
Your head was spinning, ears ringing, but you felt really weird. You just wanted to be in bed, and you told Rafe as much before you managed to stand and walked away from the activity of the living room.
He didn’t follow you, just watched you walk away with a strange look on his face.
You practically dragged yourself up the stairs to your room, sighing as you closed the door before flopping on to your bed.
Drinking wasn’t something you did all the time, but you usually were so much better at handling your alcohol and you couldn’t understand why you felt so fucked up right now.
Time felt like it was moving differently. Head swimming, you felt like even sitting up might make you nauseous. You felt so exhausted and your limbs were so heavy. The bed you were laying on however was warm and comfortable. Your eyelids began to drift close.
They jolted open however when a ray of light entered the room and the door opened and closed. You could hear the lock click faintly and you turned to look at the door.
A tall male figure stood by the door, and you couldn’t make out his features as he walked closer. You weren’t sure who had just walked in.
“JJ?” You groggily slurred, slowly lifting your back off the bed as you propped yourself up with your elbows.
He didn’t say anything, just slowly kicked his shoes off before you suddenly felt his lips on yours.
You gasped against him in surprise and you felt his weight shift onto the bed before he straddled you and deepened the kiss.
His tongue probed into your mouth and you let out a moan against his lips at the feeling. His hand slid up your thigh, feeling your soft skin before trailing to your ass and lightly squeezing, and you both moaned into each other’s mouths.
You could feel his hard cock grinding against your core, the layers of clothing doing little to conceal how large he was.
You felt dizzy with desire, body buzzing from both want and the alcohol and coke coursing through your system. You knew that you were so drunk that you shouldn’t be making any rash decisions right now, but everything JJ was doing to you felt so so good, you didn’t want him to stop.
Even though it was dark and your vision was blurry, when he pulled away you could make out his blond hair and you grinned up at him.
“Please?” You asked, pulling at your shirt helplessly, needing to be skin to skin with him.
He understood your request, helping you lean forward before he quickly unlaced the corset. His large hands felt so familiar on your skin but he quickly undid the laces before you could linger on the thought.
After he helped you out of the loosened corset, you laid back against the bed, wrapping his legs around his waist and softly humming when you felt his hands on the soft skin of your breasts.
He caressed you gently, hands massaging lightly before he drew closer and wrapped his lips around one of your hardened nipples. You gasped at the feeling as his warm, wet tongue slid over the sensitive bud. You hands reached for his back, wanting to hold onto him and he hissed against your skin as you dug your nails into him.
As his mouth nipped at one breast, his hand trailed to the other bud, pinching and twisting it. You mewled in pleasure, already feeling overwhelmed by all the sensations you were feeling. Your hand traced to his head, tugging on his hair when he made you feel especially good.
He began to trail his kisses down to your stomach and you could feel your panties growing wetter with anticipation.
His hands found their way to your inner thighs, relishing the feeling of your silky soft skin. They traced closer and closer to your core and you felt your cheeks warming up when his finger lightly traced over your panties.
They were already soaked with your juices and he pulled them to the side before ghosting his fingers along your slick folds. You bit your lip when you felt him circle your clit slowly. You rocked your hips just a little, letting out a small sigh at the feeling of friction against your clit.
“Mmm that feels good~”
He swirled his thumb around your clit lightly, teasingly as he positioned himself over you, and you whined before he shut you up with another kiss.
You sighed loudly against his lips when he slowly pushed one finger into your tight cunt. He slowly curled his finger inside you, swallowing your whimpers with his soft lips.
The pressure between your legs hurt a bit at first, but the feeling quickly gave way to pleasure as he twitched his digit inside you, thumb still circling your clit. Every sensation was heightened in your drunken state and you couldn’t help but moan in wanton pleasure, begging him for more.
When his second finger slid into your tight warmth, you tried to snap your legs shut but his strong arms held you in place, keeping your legs open as he plunged his fingers into your messy cunt. You could feel his grip on your thigh digging in to your soft skin roughly.
He repositioned himself over you again and you felt his warm tongue starting to lap at your already tender clit. You realized suddenly that you had been grinding your hips against him as he fingered you.
The blond hummed against your clit, the vibrations sending a shiver up your spine. You grabbed on to his hair again, pulling him even closer to your pussy, silently begging him to finger you deeper.
His fingers were plunging into you faster and harder now, tongue still lapping at your clit and you could feel the pleasure building to a peak between your legs.
You bit your lip, trying hopelessly to stifle your gasps and moans. Your attempts proved to be in vain when you felt yourself be pushed over the edge, the feelings of him lapping up your clit as you came forced an embarrassingly loud moan from your lips.
Legs quaking, you squeezed your eyes shut and tears fell past your lashes as you rode out your orgasm, his fingers moved slower as you came.
Your chest heaved as you tried to catch your breath, body already sagging when exhaustion rolled over you. You came so hard it almost knocked you out immediately. It felt almost impossible to keep your eyes open.
You felt JJ slowly pull his fingers out of you, climbing over you to kiss you again and that was when your vision finally came into full focus.
It felt like slow motion as you realized the man kissing you was not JJ, but in fact Rafe. Your stomach dropped instantly, horrified that your step brother had just eaten you out until you came on his fingers.
And you had loved every second of it.
Your confusion and shock clouded your mind so much you could barely feel his lips moving against yours. Time seemed to stand still as your mind raced, trying to comprehend what was happening.
You felt limp in his arms and the last thing you remembered before your vision went black was Rafe repeating your name.
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Your eyes snapped open before they quickly shut again, offended by the morning light streaming through the blinds of your bedroom window.
Pain throbbed in your head and you let out a soft groan as you pressed a hand to your forehead.
You felt sore, a fact you initially attributed to the amount of alcohol you had drank, but your blood ran cold when your memories of last night began to return.
A wave of nausea hit you with a pang as you put together what you remembered. Had that really happened??
It was so sick that you could barely admit it to yourself.
Did your step brother eat you out last night?Or had it just been some twisted nightmare, something brought about by stress and frustration with your older brother.
You couldn’t imagine Rafe willingly doing any of the things that he had done to you, it simply couldn’t have happened. He was your brother, and he wouldn’t take advantage of you like that, especially when you were drunk.
It didn’t make sense, Rafe was your brother. And yeah he had made his fair share of mistakes in the past with drugs, but to think that he could be so evil as to get you drunk and then violate your body, violate your trust in him?
It just wasn’t like the sweet brother that you knew.
The more you thought it over, swallowing your bile on occasion, the more you convinced yourself that it couldn’t be true. It had to have been a nightmare.
After all, you realized, you vaguely remembered your corset being taken off but you were still in it, and it was even laced all the way up, albeit a little looser than before, but you could have drunkenly loosened them before you fell asleep. Your skirt was still on, hell even your socks were on.
Nothing at all was out of place.
And yet, you couldn’t stop the nagging feeling in the back of your brain from telling you to not let this nightmare go so easily.
It felt ridiculous, but you needed to ask Rafe.
He was the only one who could tell you the truth, and as embarrassed as you were to tell him you thought that you had had a sex dream about him, you were even more terrified of the idea that anything actually had happened between the two of you.
Rafe was your step brother, but your parents had been married for years and as you grew up, you had come to think of him as your older brother.
You loved him. You trusted him.
And the idea that he might have taken advantage of you while you were drunk out of your mind was so unimaginable it would have made you laugh if it hadn’t felt so nauseatingly real.
You managed to pull yourself out of bed, reaching through your dresser to change into comfier, less revealing clothes.
It took you several minutes to muster up the courage to knock of Rafe’s door, and when he told you to come in, you opened the door nervously before stepping in.
He was laying on his bed wearing only his pajama pants and your cheeks flushed with shame as flashes of last night played in your mind.
Your mouth felt so dry, heart beating in your chest loudly as you tried to look nonchalant. You normally would have gotten closer to him, but now you felt anxious just to be in the same room as him.
“Hey, um, how much of the party do you remember?” You stammered out.
“I remember you tapped out early and went to bed 4 hours before the party ended.” Rafe’s voice was even, blue eyes calm and casual. He sat up in bed and it took all of your nerve not to flinch away from his movement. “We all took about 6 shots each after you left.”
This answer made sense, you didn’t remember telling Rafe that you were going to bed, but maybe he had seen you heading upstairs.
Still, it didn’t all add up. Where had JJ been? Why did he not come to your room after you asked him to?
“So… you didn’t come into my room at all last night?” You held your breath, knowing that his answer might confirm what you feared.
He turned his head to look at you, eyes unreadable, “no.”
“Oh, okay,” relief washed over you and you let out a breath you had been holding since you stepped into his room.
“Why do you ask?” Your eyes met his again at his question, his eyebrows were pulled together and the look he gave you made you shiver. You were finding it really hard to look him in the eyes.
“I just thought-” you stopped yourself, licking your dry lips and clearing your throat. “I don’t know, I- I must have had a dream you came to my room last night.”
“Well I definitely didn’t, Y/N.” He paused, looking into your eyes thoughtfully. “What happened in your dream?”
Your nerves flared as he stared at you expectantly. You didn’t even want to think about that dream, much less admit to your step brother that your mind had imagined him in that way, doing those things to you, and making you feel so fucking good.
“N-nothing, you just came by to check on me a-and I was so drunk I couldn’t get up,” your lie was punctuated with a nervous laugh.
Of course it hadn’t actually happened, Rafe had never been inappropriate with you before and you knew that he couldn’t possibly have feelings for you. He was your brother, the love he felt for you was the same love you felt for him.
Right?
“That’s sweet that you dreamed about me, Y/N/N.” When he mumbled out your nickname in his familiar drawl, to your horror, you felt butterflies in the pit of your stomach, and you lightly squeezed your thighs together when you felt yourself grow wet.
You couldn’t be around him right now. The shame you felt from your sick dream was all you could think about.
Rafe was such a good older brother, he would never try to hurt you. Thinking about him doing those inappropriate things to you that felt so good conflicted your emotions.
Everything about it was just so, so wrong.
You gave some excuse about going to get breakfast before you practically ran from his room to your own.
Rafe leaned back against his bed, a smug grin spreading across his face as he picked up his phone, clicking on his private camera roll before entering his password.
He selected the most recent photo, the one he had taken last night after you passed out, staring at your pussy with your legs spread for him, clit red and swollen. Rafe’s cock throbbed as he remembered the taste of you on his lips and the lewd sounds you had made with every curve of his fingers inside you. The needy way you had begged him to touch you.
He swiped through the others, you laying back with the corset off and perfect breasts exposed, nipples hardened. He loved the way you had gasped when he licked your nipples, he wished that he could have seen your face while he had fucked you with his fingers, but he needed the room to be dark so you didn’t know it was him.
Another showed you still on your back, his hips aligned with yours, his hard dick resting on top of your pubic area, allowing him to see exactly how deep he would be able to fuck you when he finally got the right moment.
And god was he fucking ready to split you open and take your virginity.
But he couldn’t do it last night, not so soon, not when you didn’t know it was your big brother pumping into you and filling you up with his cum.
Not when you thought he was JJ.
Rafe needed you to know when he fucks you that he was the only one in the world who could take care of you, the only one who actually, truly knows you. The only person you were really supposed to be with.
No, Rafe had been patient, and he was willing to be patient again.
He was the best older brother in the world, and you were going to be his, all his.
No matter what.
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hiiiii I LOVE YOUR WORK!!!!!!!! Can you please do 141 with a model reader who does Chanel,Versace etc and she gets an invite to do Victoria’s Secret runway and they see her down the runway how would they react
she’s not any model shes and icon,sex symbol,brains,she is the moment
big inspo for me ( I want to become a model)
AHHH I LOVE THIS! anon i feel you tho, every time i look on pinterest i just want to be a model! thank you for requesting <3
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summary: The 141 has always had an odd connection of friends, allies, and connections. However, they can't deny that they don't enjoy your luxurious life as a model and the perks that come along with attending one of your shows.
pairing: Taskforce 141 x fem!reader
warnings: swearing
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A series of events in Milan allowed the 141 to cross paths with you. Staying in a lavish French penthouse was far from what they had expected on a mission dictated by Laswell but her connections with your retired INTERPOL mother had brought them the extravagance of your home and lifestyle. Laswell had to threaten to have their court marshaled if they delayed their arrival home any longer. You thought of that brief moment in summer fondly as you left Gaz a voicemail. "I have a runway in New York coming up, let me know if you'll be on leave," you spoke on the phone, examining your manicured nails, "accommodations and champagne are on me."
"This is nice," Price said, dropping his duffle onto the marbled tile of their hotel room. "Are you kidding, Cap?" Gaz said as he opened every door into the massive suite, "This is fucking amazing." When they got off the plane at JFK, they had not expected a private driver who brought them to the ornate hotel. The room itself had four separate bedrooms with two bathrooms filled with the best amenities. Soap had taken the opportunity to run over and open a bottle of champagne while Ghost pilfered the small shampoo and conditioner bottles. While the men explored the vast rooms and fought over the beds, there was a knock at the door. Price opened it to reveal a well-dressed bell-hop boy, holding a tray with an envelope. "Four tickets sent by one of the models," he spoke and Price handled the black envelope with embossed pink lettering. "Hell of invitation," he muttered before he looked at the runway time and shared the details with his team. "Wonder what she'll be wearing," Soap mused as he turned to take over one of the bathrooms.
Behind the stage, there was organized chaos with models running around in their silk robes in between the stations. The chatter roared as they chatted with the various hair stylists and makeup artists. "First VS show?" your makeup artist asked as she applied glitter delicately to your primed lids. "Yes, but not my first modeling gig," you smiled as you felt the pressure on your closed eyes, "Versace was beyond a mess compared to this." The artist laughed as she continued to prep your look. You could see mixes of pink and gold applied to your lips and the apples of your cheeks. "We think an olive green liner would look stunning on you," she said before holding a green eyeliner pencil in hand. You nodded in response as you shifted a bit in your robe. You gently closed your eyes again as you envisioned your latest outfit for the night.
Weeks prior you had visited the city to see your outfit for the night. A sage green bra and panty set decorated with pink and glittery flowers to resemble a meadow. Your wings were made of a delicate rose pink chiffon that was reminiscent of a fairy. "Do you like?" the designer asked as you walked around the stand and examined every stitch and detail. You smiled as you nodded happily, feeling the soft fabric under your fingertips. "Any particular inspiration?" you questioned as you made sure to feel the weight of the wings. "The newest line of Victoria's Secret," she spoke dreamily, "the delicacy of nature."
With your makeup and hair done, you walked over to change and receive the final touches from the design team. The group walked rapidly around your figure, assuring every detail would shine when the lights hit your walk. "Have anyone special here tonight?" one of the designers asked as he cut a few loose stitches. "Just a few friends from Europe," you spoke, hoping you didn't sound too entitled. You wanted to talk more but your odd friendship with a small special forces group would definitely reach some tabloids. "You look perfect darling," another designer spoke and you nodded before beginning to walk in your heels. "You can mingle with the others. Your collection is after the classics set," she reminded. You took a deep breath and made some facetious conversation with the other women. They were in awe at your previous shows but you just simply talked as if each was a mediocre experience. "Alright ladies, walk begins in five," a voice called over the comms and you lined up accordingly. As you watched the excited group in front of you, you wondered what you would treat the 141 to for dinner. You were sure if someone knew this is what you thought of before a show, they would laugh.
"Move up, Y/N," the stage manager directed, pulling you out of your food-related musings, "almost time for you to go on." You moved forward, getting into the comfort of your model walk you had done so many times before. You took a deep breath as you heard the live music stream through the curtains and the ethereal light peek through. You looked down at your attire one last time before the model ahead of you returned and it was your turn to awe the show. "Go, go, go," you could hear the stage manager command as the bright lights and menagerie of faces met your gaze.
"I think this is her!" Gaz commented, leaning forward in his chair. "You've been saying that for the past four models," Ghost corrected before he turned to see who was coming out next. As the men directed their gaze to the stage, you confidently strutted onto the platform. They were glued to your figure, perfectly accentuated by the flirtatious lingerie set. The details were delicate and encapsulated your aura. "Fuck." Soap whispered under his breath as the glitter and flower additions to your ensemble shimmered underneath the light. Your wings bounced and looked like they flittered in the air as you made your way in front of the watching crowd. "She's a natural at this," Price commented as he watched the way you walked in a straight line with an air of elegance in each step. He also couldn't deny the way you shined on stage and how the cameras clicked in rapid succession. As you reached the end of the runway, you took an opportunity to look over at the seats you had picked for the 141. You gave a small wink before blowing a kiss in their direction.
Upon your exiting, there was a clamor amongst the group as to who the kiss was directed to. Primarily, Soap and Gaz were at odds thinking you made eye contact with them as you puckered your glossed lips. Price attempted to put a stop to them before Ghost spoke up. "I'm sure that was for me," he spoke quietly, leaving everyone to shelf the conversation and bring it up later over dinner.
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BEING FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS WITH VINNIE
hc’s of what i think it’d be like to be fwb w vinnie <33
warnings; mentions of sex
• the two of you met in a time where neither of you wanted something serious. so, you decided to be friends that occasionally have sex
• you two act so friendly outside of the bedroom that it’s almost as if you don’t fuck twice a day
• vinnie will make deals with you if you’re playing a video game
• “if i win you gotta gimme head for two weeks.”
• “two weeks?! that’s so unreasonable. if i win then you gotta gimme head for a week.”
• the two of you argue as if you’re actually together
• sometimes the two of you will ask each other if you want a real relationship but then you just end to laughing because you’re too comfortable where you are
• PET NAMES !!!!
• it doesn’t bother you like you thought it would. he calls you them in the bedroom and they just stuck outside of it
• him buying you lunch but of course you have to add that you’ll some sort of sexual thing out of it 🙄 (not every time)
• him buying you lingerie 🤭🤭
• literally fucking everywhere, this man does not care where you at, if his dick’s hard he’s gonna take you somewhere and fuck you
• you being his personal model !!!
• him being the most touchy person ever. always has his hands on you when you’re alone
• HE IS THE BIGGEST FUCKIN TEASE AND YOU HATE IT
• when you bend down to pick somethin up he’ll stand behind you, grab your hips and thrust as if he’s hittin it
• SEXY ASS POLAROIDS !!! he’ll keep one he especially likes in his wallet and take it out when he misses you
• if you two aren’t together he’ll send dick pics and then be like “missin you baby 🙁” actin all innocent as if he didn’t just send you his dick
• phone sex is like your bff. since vinnie gets busy traveling you obviously can’t go w him so phone sex is the next best thing
• you’ll take him w you to VS/ pink to buy cute panties and the whole time he’s just like “mhm yeah, those are nice.” when he’s really just thinkin about ripping them off you
• vinnie lowkey being the submissive one at times and you love it. you’re not afraid to tell him either and he teases you about it
• you sending nudes to him when you know he’s at a work thing or out with friends
• he gets you back by texting you what he’s gonna do to you when you two hang out again and you just laugh, saying hes all talk
• until he actually does it and you can’t walk for a least a day
hiii i hope you guys liked this !!! if you didn’t see my most recent post, i already have a fwb!vinnie fic that was posted months ago so im not doing another one
but i’ll do texts next and there will be more of those !!!!
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what kind of feminine panties would each member wear, and mtl likely to wear them?
i feel like felix would love frilly, floral, lacy, cutesy ones hehe. like especially pastel pink ones with small polka-dots and the little bow at the top and lacy trim.
jisung would definitely wear a g-string. or lacy crotchless ones, but i mainly see him as a g-string type of guy. he likes the aspect of it barely covering anything, and how it would be pretty easy for you to rip them off of him since it’s only a thin piece of string. he probably wore one of those candy g-string panties (https://images.app.goo.gl/DTc849PLjwbjk8pU9) once for shits and giggles, but actually gets pretty turned on when you start eating the candies to slowly reveal his cock
what a delicious question ♡_♡ for mtl i think it’d depend on a few things but here’s my tentative ranking!
felix -> jisung -> binnie -> jeongin -> hyunjin -> chan -> lino -> seungmin
felix in smth frilly and cute just feels so right, esp w a pretty silk bow just like you said! maybe long pretty ribbons on the edges or one right in the center over his bulge <3 i think he’d love a lace trim bc of the delicate, angelic quality it has, but he’d also want it to have a cute twist for an element of playfulness! maybe even sanrio-themed underwear or those panties that have a cute skirt attached to the waistband
jisung in a g-string 😭 i agree he’d love anything that gives you easy access and the panties being so tiny would make for a great visual of his dick peeking out or leaking through the material~ the edible candy one you mentioned would definitely turn him on an embarrassing amount lmao by the time ur done eating it he’d be seconds away from cumming untouched. i also love the idea of him in a garter belt for that tiny waist
binnie goes back and forth between being insanely shy and awkward abt it, to feeling so good abt himself that he’s harder than ever. you can see how giddy he gets when you fawn over him it makes him feel like the prettiest boy in the world, he’d definitely not-so-subtly show himself off just so you’ll keep praising him. i think he’d like either black lacey panties that have a dark, sexy look or the most ridiculously cute, girliest pink pair that you can imagine w a bunny/heart pattern, there’s no in between 😭
given how innie seems open to experimenting w more feminine styles like skirts/dresses i think he’d be very into it despite how embarrassed he might get at first bc he feels like a lil bit of a perv. but he cares a lot abt aesthetics so once he feels comfortable you’re in for the giggliest baby boy ever. i think he’d like smth kinda cute and trendy, in a bright color like pink or purple with some frills! he’d love having to look in the mirror while wearing them while you compliment him
god hyune would look gorgeous in literally anything but he is a little shy which makes him hold back a bit. he has such a natural sensuality to him but funnily enough he’s kinda awkward abt trying to be sexy. i think he’d lean for smth a bit less revealing since he’s not one to like showing off his body too much. lace seems a lot like his style, it’s seductive but also pretty and elegant at the same time, it makes him feel sexy n refined and satisfies his need for artistry in everything <3
i fully believe channie secretly loves to feel feminine and pretty, the only problem is he’s already so easy to fluster on a normal basis so wearing cute underwear would probably make the poor boy short circuit. unstoppable force (channie’s babygirlism) vs immovable object (channie’s shyness) he might like smth simple to start, maybe silk/satin panties bc he he can’t get enough of how nice the material feels <3 he’d go crazy if you snapped the waistband against his skin to tease him and he’d probably say smth like “is it *giggle* is it supposed to be so tight here?” (subtle way of drawing attention to his ass)
lino…do not be fooled by his placement on this list, when he’s in the right mood he’d very much enjoy wearing feminine underwear, esp once he learns how crazy it drives you. i think he’d like the kind w a garter belt attached to stockings/socks, a whole set to accentuate his gorgeous thighs (with cat ear cuffs of course!!!) he’d always prefer to wear thigh highs with his panties or smth sheer that covers a lot of skin bc he’s also kinda conservative abt showing off his body, he doesn’t like to feel too exposed
i’m kinda cheating w this one bc it’s not exactly feminine panties but ever since pink brought up the idea of seungminnie prefering lace boxers over traditional lingerie i have never been the same i cant get it out of my head 😭 i think it’s the perfect balance of pretty and delicate, but still boyish and not as revealing for our modest puppy seungmo ♡ he’s very shy and i think his embarrassment might overpower the thrill of looking pretty for you, so he might not be as into it as some of the other boys
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thinking about how txt would react when you bring them into Victoria Secret for the first time 🤭
Txt reaction to going in Victoria’s Secret with their s/o
genre: romance; fluff; smutty
warnings: This is filthy so please (18+) reader is female
description: The txt members reaction to going into vs for the first time with their s/o.
☾ yeonjun: He feels like a kid in a candy store. Immediately imagining you in some of the lingerie there and his brain just runs wild. He really has to stop himself from getting a hard-on by the way you’re being so cute, asking him if a bra set is pretty, or if he likes the color of a certain pair of panties. All he wants to do is take you to the dressing room and fuck the life out of you, but he keeps his composure pretty well, do your sake of course. He’s willing to let you buy anything in that store, on his card ofc, just so when you try on those pretty little outfits for him, he can rip them completely off of you. He definitely protests to cut the shopping short just so he can go home and fuck you.
☆ Soobin : His face gets red so quickly. He doesn’t really know what to think, so he just doesn’t. He knows if he does then he will immediately get hard and embarrass himself. Plus sweet boy doesn’t want to disrupt your shopping :(, he’s so cute abt the whole thing, When you go to try them on he will be outside waiting patiently for you, just happy that you are doing something nice for you once, until you ask him to come in and see how it looks. That’s when he really loses all self control, his dick twitches almost immediately and he becomes a stuttering mess abt how beautiful you are. Dw though bc you give him some amazing head in the dressing room for being such a good shopping partner.
✧ Beomgyu: This man gets way too fucking excited. He will go around the store and shop for you himself, just looking around and finding panties that you would look so cute in :( “Baby, how about this bra, do you like it?” He’s so cute about it oml. For the rest of the time shopping in there he reminds you to get everything that you want and anything you like, he’ll get it for you. He’s so sweet and touchy but don’t be surprised if he starts teasing you around the store. Grabbing your ass lightly. Sneaking little neck bites. He just wants more and more of you. Finally, he just takes you to the bathroom and fucks you. Insisting that you deserved to cum a million times for being such a good gf :(
♡ Taehyun : His brain starts getting all fuzzy when you guys step into the store. The low lights, the sexy perfume, it’s all a little too much for him to handle. You can tell that he’s getting needy by the way he’s grabbing onto your hand so tightly. Or the way he looks at you with desperate eyes when you ask him a question. You can’t help it but tease your sweet boy. “accidentally” dropping a pair of panties, exposing your laced pink thong when you go to pick them up, or asking him questions that you know would get him overwhelmed, like, “How do you like these panties, can’t you imagine what I would taste like in this?” When you say that he can’t help but take you to the dressing room and eat you out until you are begging for him to stop, but he just can’t help it, you’re so cute and sweet, how could he not want to taste your sweet cunt? “You’re so pretty, sweetheart, all mine”
⚘ Huening Kai : Immediately gets a hard on by walking into the store. His brain turns into mush and the only thing he can say is, “yes” or “no” and all he can think about is putting your laced panties to the side and fucking you in them. He is completely pussy drunk. His heart almost explodes when you ask him to pick out a couple bras/panties that he thinks you would look good in. Like you want his opinion? He has none? He only can think of you right now and nothing else. He finally picks out the first couple outfits he sees. One super cute with purple laces and flowers and the other red with straps and laces. Either way he is just happy to be there with you. By the end of your guys shopping trip he can’t help but finger you on the way home. Your tiny lil cunt feels so good on his fingers and he just can’t help himself at all.
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my dolle wishlist 🍰🎀 ⋆⋆⋆
cupcake emoji means i fulfilled my wishes !
mini skirts ! ( i only have a few and it’s essential for my style. )
pretty panties ( cheetah prints w pink lace, white lace, black and pink, etc. )
pretty bras ( pink and white laces , cheetah print , even black that peeks from under baby pink tank tops. )
brown ugg minis w platforms ( this would look so cute with leg warmers. ) 🧁
hair clips ( w like shapes & cheetah print. ) 🧁
rare beauty blush ( i don’t know why i haven’t bought it yet , i think it’s because i need to see which shade looks good on me. )
pink vs yoga pants ( with the animal prints and blinged out ‘pink’ , it’s a needdd. )
more flowy like shirts ( pinks & cheetah prints, i only have one. ) 🧁
bootcut jeans ( the way i only have skinny jeans and flared jeans, i really need to go out my way and find some bootcut jeans. gonna take a mall trip soon <3. ) 🧁
liz lisa tees ( i have a jacket from liz lisa from mecari japan but it isn’t here yet. it’s brown with white fur , it looks so cute y’all. )
baby tees ( with cute pink phrases, my grandma knows how to make custom shirts… so unlimited baby tees?? )
jill stuart makeup ( the packaging is sooo cute! they closed their shop down in the usa but i found a way to order directly from japan even the new releases, the only problem is the shipping, right now i bought two items. ) 🧁
lash collection ( idk i just want a cute collection of different lashes. ) 🧁
necklaces with words ( i have one that i’m looking at to buy but i need to find more. i might just get them customized. ) 🧁
hoop earrings ( i have these silver bamboo heart hoop earrings but that’s literally my only pair of hoop earrings i need to step it up. )
written w love from @kaydolle
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Franky/Brook Propaganda
I've been hopelessly obsessed with Superbones for half a year now. While I initially shipped them as a joke, as I continued reading One Piece I soon realised they have a lot of untapped potential.
So if you're willing to hear me out, here's why I think Franky and Brook are indisputably gay. Source: trust me.
Franky and Brook are able to understand each other on a level that no other Straw Hat can, as they both know what it's like to be robbed of what made them “human”. They lack flesh and the ability to feel physical touch to some extent.
Additionally, they both have first-hand experience with death and the loneliness that comes with it. Franky spent 4 years in hiding, while Brook was isolated for 50.
Being the resident freaks of the Straw Hats, they know what it's like to have people be unnerved (or amazed) by their looks and abilities. I consider them to be a part of what I like to call the “true monster trio” with Chopper. Monster dads and monster son.
Franky is able to quench Brook's unsavoury desires. Being a proud “pervert”, he willingly shows off his panties and tits 24/7 without even needing to be asked.
Both of them have musical talent and could write sappy love songs to each other.
In an updated SBS question, when Oda was asked where Jinbe would fit if the Straw Hats were a family, Franky's role was changed from “father” to “perverted grandma”, with Brook being the “perverted grandpa”. They're married.
I believe the reason Franky told Brook he would be “cast aside for being different” back in Thriller Bark was to warn him, considering his experience on Water 7. Though his first interactions with Brook may seem harsh, Franky's shown to quickly respect him after hearing his promise with Laboon, and even considers him a bigger man than he is.
Franky spends an unnecessarily long time carrying Brook in Thriller Bark.
During Franky's fight with Señor Pink, they both agree that flings with immature women are sickening. You know who has tons of experience? Brook.
When Franky asks Robin if she wants to take the backseat of his motorbike, Brook assumes this flirting is directed at him. In his own words, “there's nothing wrong with some good male bonding.” And if that isn't gay, I'm neurotypical.
They could both comfortably hug each other despite having hard bodies.
If Brook ever wished to bone Franky, he'd make him a cola-powered dick in his workshop in less than an hour.
Franky could serve as an emergency milk deposit for Brook by storing bottles in his stomach. Of course, that means he'll have to deal with Farmer Franky.
They have the unique aesthetic of modern technology vs. fossil.
I just think their dynamic is funny.
If you're still not convinced, that's perfectly fine! But if you prefer another pairing more, why not consider the joys of multishipping? Alternatively, they could be in a poly relationship.
Anyway, I'm pretty sure I'm the only person actively drawing and planning fanfics for them. There aren't really many fanworks of them so it'd be very epic if more people saw my vision. 🥹
Thanks for reading!
#brook#franky#franky x brook#frook#superbones#one piece#cyborg franky#soul king brook#rarepair#one piece rarepair#ship propaganda#ship manifesto#dorito.txt
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Girl! Every single one of your outfits is 🔥. Where do you shop? The red panties in your last post are to die for. I need a pair dammit! Please pretty please tell me where you got them 🤤
Aww thanks! Umm I shop all over. I don’t really have a preference. If I like something I’ll buy it. As for the panties they are from Victoria Secrets. I pretty much only buy VS/pink underwear.
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okay word garbage vomit post bc I’m watching a movie rn but something something tfw2.0 as an inherently queer coded family dynamic via having three dads who are all (in their own way) nurturing one of whom literally cooks and bakes and wears an apron and is submissive and wore pink panties once and was already basically a mother figure to his brother. Fathers/men being nurturing and taking on traditionally motherly/feminine traits in a family something something almost every babyjack au thing I’ve seen retroactively perpetuates traditional nuclear family roles via takes like “sam is the mom of the group,” cas so frequently being equated with other women or portrayed as effeminate vs dean being a masculine macho meat man. Jack being canonically non-binary masc-presenting but always portrayed as gnc or exclusively feminine.. all of tfw2.0 being traditionally masculine expressing boy guys and gay men but constantly ascribed to femininity in some way of another bc nobody really understands masculinity as a queer concept and uhhhhh I’m um. does this make sense im not really trying to make it coherent
#cal.txt#word vomit#spn#supernatural#tfw2.0#team free will 2.0#queer coding#non-binary jack kline#jack kline#castiel#dean winchester#sam winchester#destiel#spn studies#I guess#I’m just throwing shit out there and hoping it sticks#fandom crit but not really I’m kinda out of it rn#watching saw 2004 again :3#queer dean winchester#bi dean#cas is gay#idk words
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jjk men’s reaction to your vs catwalk
Pairings: gojo x reader, toji x reader, geto x reader, nanami x reader
Genre: headcanon
A/n & possible tw: I want this to be all inclusive for everyone even though it’s a Victoria’s Secret show. Think of it more a Fenty one not just skinny and tall but with the VS style if that makes sense. I’ll put references of each fit. <3 fem reader, fluff, suggestive content
✓ Gojo
This bitch brought everyone he knew to come and see you. Firsts years second, third, even Gaku.
He’s wearing his best suit. He needs to look the best for your big day.
You haven’t showed him your fit or told him when you’re coming out so it’s all a surprise for him.
He’s a Taylor swift stan, I’m convinced so this is great for him.
When he sees you open the show wearing all white and huge angel wings he goes crazy. He’s convinced it’s because you wanted to match him.
He gets up from his seat and starts clapping and cheering like a mad man.
He tells everyone around him your his girlfriend. Of course he receives weird looks.
He made Shoko record you with his phone because he claimed he wanted to focus on the real thing and not the camera.
At the after party he refuses to leave your side. You make him meet all the other angels all while his hands are around your waist holding you close to him. Occasionally giving your wet neck kisses and promising you to treat you right at home.
Gojo reference: vs fashion show 2013/behati opening
✓ Nanami
He’s so nervous. It isn’t something he’s used to, the whole scenery.
He’s brought Gojo with him. Big mistake, he acts like a child all he wants to do is see girls in their underwear.
Since dating him you always tried to match your stuff with the color yellow, gold and colors similar to them cause it always reminded you of him.
So when they gave you a beige set with gold accessories and yellow and orange feathers you were in cloud nine.
‘Sexyback’ starts playing and Justin Timberlake is on stage. The song choice making him nervous.
Then you come out. His whole face turns red seeing you looking so confident wearing his colors.
He’s so modest about it. And kind of embarrassed because Gojo is next to him and he got to see you like that.
He claps and when you turn to look at him blowing him a kiss he dies right then and there.
When the show is over and you’re at the after party he’s still not over it but keeps calm holding your hand while you introduce him to everyone. He congratulated you with a huge bouquet of flowers.
Nanami reference: vs fashion show 2006/gisele opening.
✓ Toji
Daddy Toji takes a lot of pride into the whole thing
He doesn’t know anything about your outfit nor when you come out .
I feel like Toji would either like dark colors on you like black or dark red or pastel pink no in between so he’s hoping for either one of them.
He likes the rock feel of the stage so far and then you come out.
Opening the show wearing exactly red and black. Sheer panties only a small part covering your private parts.
He feels like he’s in heaven.
He doesn’t bother to film he knows it gonna broadcast so he takes in the view.
He doesn’t like the idea of other men looking at you in this state but he reminds himself that he’s the one who gets to fuck you later.
At the after party you barely manage to introduce him to everyone. He just pulls you away to make out with you.
He’s so impatient to go home and fuck your brains out but he knows you guys have to stay and doesn’t want to just fuck around in the bathroom.
Long night ahead of you.
Toji reference: vs fashion show 2017/ Candice opening
✓ Geto
He’s a simple man really. Whatever you wear he’ll be happy.
He’s nervous for you but he’s calm and collected just like Nanami.
He has Gojo and Shoko with him for support.
When the music starts playing he lets his nerves get the best of him and he shakes his leg uncontrollably.
Then you walk out. With a fuchsia set so simple but really it’s enough for him to get him going.
You look at him and wink and he returns the biggest smile while clapping for you.
Gojo pats his back proud for his friend
Till the moment you disappear behind the stage he doesn’t take his eyes off you.
At the after party he’s very excited. He meets everyone shaking everyone’s hand but never taking his eyes off you. He congratulated you with a lot of kisses and dancing.
Geto reference: vs fashion show 2009/ Alessandra opening
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Reader is a VS model and the camera catches Jack fangirling (like Adam Levine with his wife)
VS Model
The show took place at the 69th Regiment Armony in New York City.
Y/N was currently backstage where make-up artists and hairstylists were scrambling to put the finishing touches before models hit the stage.
Amid all the controlled chaos, Y/N remained composed as she tried to take it all in. Modeling for Victoria’s Secret has been her dream since she was 14, and even though she became Victoria’s Secret model two years ago, the experience felt new every time.
Y/N dazzled the stage as she hit the catwalk wearing red feathered wings along with a garter belt and panty ensembled during the “Downtown Angel” portion of the show.
As you walked backstage the camera cached your reaction as you squealed in excitement feeling the adrenaline rush from walking the runway.
When you took a seat back on the vanity chair, you noticed Jourdan Dunn eyeing you up and down.
“What?”
“Nothing…I just may have noticed someone eyeing you on the catwalk”
“Who?”
“Jack Harlow”
“Girl you’re tripping”
“Ok, don’t believe me then” she laughed before walking to the lineup.
You laughed and went back to your phone while the team fixed your hair and makeup for the next segment of the show.
You hit the runway again, this time wearing an ethereal light-blue number with swirling feathered wings, accessorized with light-pink feathery heels and a glimmering necklace.
As you walked the runway, you saw from the corner of your eye for a few seconds, Jack eyeing you with the thirstiest look on his face. Feeling very confident at that moment, probably from the rush of walking on the VS Fashion Show, you winked an eye at him which caught him completely as a surprise, but he kept a relaxed demeanor and smiled back at her.
The moment became viral and every social outlet was talking about it, and it got to the point where it almost became the most discussed highlight of the event, which was overshadowed by the Hadid sisters.
At the After Party, Y/N slipped into a Versace asymmetric dress accessorized with a diamond necklace and earring, and Jimmy Choo sandals.
You were currently in the V.I.P section with Jourdan Dunn when someone approached you.
“Hi Y/N, I’m Jack” he said reaching out for a handshake.
“Hi” you said shaking his hand.
“You were great out there”
Jourdan smiled at herself before excusing herself leaving the two of you alone.
“Thanks”
“I don’t know if you’re in New York for very long but we should hang out if you want to”
“That actually doesn’t sound like a bad idea”
He laughs.
“I’ll be here until Tuesday” y/n said.
“Maybe we should do something about that”
“Maybe we should”
“How does Tuesday night sounds?”
“Perfect”
“Alright then, I’ll text you the details”
You handed him your phone and you quickly exchanged numbers.
“Y/N, it was nice to finally get to meet you”
“You too”
“See you on Tuesday”
“I’ll be waiting”
And just like that, he left.
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Amy Propaganda
"Despite the fact that Sonic has said outright that she is important to him and someone he's glad to have around, fans choose to ignore that she is shown to be a good friend and has lots of friends- Cream, Big, Tails, Blaze, Knuckles, Shadow, Rouge(? They didn't seem to get along, but she invited Rouge to her birthday), Vector, Espio, Silver, E-102 Gamma, Elise, Belle, Sticks, and again, Sonic- in favor of pretending that she is a creepy, obsessive fanatic and a stalker who forces herself into Sonic's life and the lives of those around him without ever being wanted. It's quite frankly disturbing."
Kairi Propaganda
"The Kingdom Hearts game series is about Mickey Mouse battling the forces of Darkness with an alliance of fashionable anime boys. Kairi is a major character, and one of the few female characters. She is part of a trio of childhood best friends, with the protagonist Sora and their other friend Riku (who had a villain arc and then a redemption arc). Though Kairi is constantly and clumsily sidelined by the canon narrative, she arguably has more backstory going on than any other major characters. She is a refugee from another planet. She implicitly lost her beloved grandma at five years old in the traumatic destruction of their hometown. She was kidnapped and experimented on by an evil wizard-scientist—she escaped thanks to having a magic charm that basically teleported her to her soulmate(s). Then she had to adjust to living on a new planet and being adopted by a new family. In the very first game, when she's 14, she turns out her pure heart is one of 7 in the entire universe to be free of Darkness—she shows a full emotional spectrum of fear, sadness, frustration, defeat, but she isn't vulnerable to corruption. In KH2, she becomes one of the Chosen Ones who wield a magical weapon called a Keyblade. She loves her friends very much, and she has the unique talent to instantly recognize them even when they've been transformed into monsters. She has saved them several times with nothing but the Power Of Love in her heart randomly manifesting in, like, telepathy and teleportation and resurrection—she doesn't even consciously know that she has powers, her love is just so great that it's accepted as a tangible force of nature. She is frustrated and ashamed by her role as a damsel in distress, and she wishes to be stronger and combat-capable so that she join her male friends on their adventures instead of waiting around where it's safe. Also she was kidnapped by an evil assassin clown who's ten years older than her, and then they became friends. NOT ONLY does the fandom plug its ears and claim there is nothing interesting about this character and no potential in her story—Kairi has been demonized by the fandom for about 20 years. Somehow Kairi is useless and boring while also being a Mary Sue at the same time. She was called a bitch and a slut and a whore. She was hated for wearing too much pink and wielding a girly weapon with a floral design. She was criticized as a slut for wearing a short skirt, and for THE PLAYER being able to manipulate the camera into a contrived angle to look up her skirt to see her panties in the first edition of KH2. You can find nearly 20-year-old fanfiction and fanart of her being twisted into an evil schemer driving her friends apart, and of her being gleefully brutalized and insulted. Haters STILL comb for every crumb to make elaborate anti-canon theories about why she's an agent of evil, even though canon has FIRMLY ESTABLISHED for TWENTY YEARS since the very beginning that she's THE ONE CHARACTER incapable of growing Darkness in her heart. The theory is that she exists only as a puppet sent by the main villain to sabotage her friends (the plot for two out of the four main female characters) for all ten years of their friendship. The theory is that she's been using her powers to force her friends to love her—and their Power Of Friendship that is the EMOTIONAL BACKBONE OF THE STORY, and THE MAJOR FORCE OF GOOD IN THEIR UNIVERSE, and THE MOST CONSISTENT MOTIVATION FOR THE HEROES is all Just Misdirection LOL building up to a shitty Plot Twist. The theory is that she's secretly a custom-manufactured Chirithy (a cute talking animal companion that serves and guides humans)—and not a human girl with her own natural feelings and aspirations. AND THEN after stripping her of every important trait and role, these fans claim they're making Kairi more important and interesting than she is in canon. I don't know what causes the fandom to so desperately hate a sweet 14-year-old girl who literally canonically never did anything wrong."
#round 2#round 2b#females fucked over tournament#sonic the hedgehog#kingdom hearts#amy rose#kh kairi
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