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13:38 - Choi San

“San!” You screamed as he tackled you onto the bed. You tried to push him away as he attacked your sides with his fingers. “San~” You tangled your fingers in his hair as he pressed his lips to your neck, tickling you further. “Stop~”

As he pulled away you realised that one of your rings was caught in his hair “San, wait.”

The moan he let out as your ring tugged his hair surprised you both. His eyes went wide and he tried again to move away, a whine escaping his lips as he did so.

“Hold on.” You felt as though you were in a trace as you untangled your ring from him. You stood and stared openly at him and he stared at the floor. “San.” You took a step towards him and he backed away, his legs hitting the edge of the bed. He sat down heavily, his eyes still trained on the floor.

“San, look at me.” You stare impatiently at the crown of his head from your position standing between his legs, while he sits on the bed. His hands are folded in front of him, his head down.

You stroke your fingers across the crown of his head before knotting them in his hair once more. You pull his head back, far more gently than you had before, so his eyes meet yours. His breath stutters and he shudders under your hand.

“Do you like that?” He doesn’t answer so you tug harder.

“Yes~” The word comes out as half a moan, “Noona, please do something.” He shifts forward slightly on the bed and you can feel his hardness against your leg.

“Wow you really do like this.” You use your other hand to push his chest so he’s lying flat on the bed and you follow him down, aligning your body with his. You press your lips against his and he opens up for you easily, allowing your tongue to explore his mouth. You bite down gently on his lip the groan he lets out has you biting harder to see what noises you can pull from him. Underneath you he thrusts his hips up to gain some friction. You sit up suddenly, rising on your knees so there’s no longer any contact between you. He whines at the loss, but stops immediately when you shush him. You contemplate whether or not to say what you’re thinking aloud.

“I’m gonna sit on your face” A low groan comes from deep in his chest at your words and you’re relieved he’s taking your suggestion well, “If you make me cum I’ll return the favour. Deal?”

He nods eagerly already reaching towards you, “Yes, just-” He cuts himself of, a blush rising on his face.

“Just?”

He mumbles something you don’t quite catch, “Come again?”

“Pull my hair again.” He barely gets the words out, looking like he wants the ground to swallow him up.

“Anything you want.” You quickly strip and settle into position above him, pushing your hands through his hair. You stay like that for a moment, just playing with the strands until he grabs your hips and pulls you down, his lips immediately latching onto your clit. You groan and clench your fists in his hair, his responding moan vibrates through which only causes you to pull harder.

He digs his fingers into your thighs as he works you over, holding you flush against him. He flattens his tongue, dragging it up along your folds before plunging it inside you. One hand leaves your thigh as his finger enters you alongside his tongue. Both working in tandem you whine and grind down onto him, using your hand in his hair as leverage as he uses every trick in his book to get you off.

Your breath comes in harsh pants as your orgasm approaches, one particularly harsh thrust is all it takes and you’re cumming, your release spilling all over San’s tongue.

You untangle yourself from him and move down his body. He lies there in a daze while you make quick work of his trousers. You press a quick kiss to the head of his cock before taking him in your mouth. The sudden heat of your mouth has him sitting up and curling over you.

You work your way down him until your nose is pressed flush against his pubic bone. He groans at the feeling of your throat fluttering around him. You pull back, stroking him quickly.

“Noona, I’m so close.” He pushes your head back towards his length and you take him in. Bobbing your head and tracing the vein underneath with your tongue. “I wanna cum in your mouth.”

You open your mouth, letting his cock rest on your tongue as you jerk him off.

Your eyes meet and he grunts, releasing thick spurts onto your tongue. You swallow it all, causing him to moan. You take him into your mouth once more to clean up the last of his release before crawling up the bed to kiss him, allowing the tastes of both of you to mingle together.

“So…” You tangle your fingers in his hair once more “Hair pulling, huh?”

implications → with yunho

ok so this is very loosely based off the dream i mentioned a few days ago. i say loosely because was originally supposed to be angst (the reader and yunho were meant to genuinely dislike each other) but like…the more the idea sat in my head the weirder i felt about writing it because it just…didn’t fit him. so i tweaked it a bit with something that’s a bit more fitting of his personality.

also, this is long. it’s the longest thing i’ve ever written on this blog so buckle up for the ride, i guess.

[6:24pm] 

around you, the room bustles with life, a rush of wheels and feet on floors, the indistinct fuzz of voices, and you watch the organized chaos from where you sit curled up on one of the couches, phone in hand though you’re unsure of what is on the screen; you just know it’s lit. your eyes are alight with quiet awe as you watch the eight boys you’re most fond of transform into ateez right before your very eyes.

san catches your eye in the mirror from across the room and sticks out his tongue before he’s scolded by the stylist to close his eyes so she can finish his makeup. endeared, you giggle and stand, stretching out your stiff limbs; you’ve got no idea how long you’ve sat there like that, trying to make yourself as small as possible and keep out of everyone’s way. you aren’t sure what you’d expected when you’d taken san and wooyoung up on their invitation to hang out with them backstage before their show, but you hadn’t expected to feel so…in the way. no one’s said anything about it, but you’d caught a couple of annoyed glances from stylist when you’d initially wandered the room.

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Love Sucks // Wyatt Oleff Imagine

MASTERLIST

98. “there’s only one bed”

131. “We’re not just friends and you fucking know it”

28. “I really want to kiss you right now. I know I shouldn’t, and somehow that makes me want it more”

110. “You knocked on my door at 1 am to cuddle?”

111. “Love is stupid.”

116. “Kiss me.”

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TXT Scenario; When they cuddle you

{Requested}

-You Guys are so nice❣️ Thank you for the support

Soobin;

Soobin had a rough day and went over to your house after practice. He casually walked in, it’s practically his house and your parents don’t really mind.

He sighed loudly before dropping himself of the bed.

“Are you tired?” You asked, he simply nodded

He sighed again, “It’s been a long”

You hugged him tightly, “You want to cuddle?”

Soobin nodded, he positioned himself to cuddle you, his ambrace always made you feel safe and warm.

“This is all I needed, your cuddles always make me feel better y/n” Soobin said before kissing the top of your head

Yeonjun;

Yeonjun had been dragging you around the mall all day and you were really tired from all the walking.

He continued to lead you around the mall holding your hand but then you stopped, he stopped shortly after you did.

“What’s wrong?” He asked

You pouted, “Babe I want to go home! I’m tired”

He sighed, “Yeah I’m sorry, we’ve been here a long time we should go home”

When you got you you immediately fell on your bed, you’ve never been so tired before. Yeonjun saw you and began laughing.

“You’re so dramatic y/n” Yeonjun joked

You patted the other side of the bed telling him to join you, “come here and cuddle with me”

He did as told and laid on the bed next to you, “Only because I’ve made you walk”

“-and because you love me”

Beomgyu;

“Y/n!” Beomgyu yelled, he was sick and you were in the kitchen making him soup.

“Yes babe?” You asked as you reached his room

“Come cuddle with me, I need your cuddles to make me feel better” Beomgyu pouted, his nose was clearly stuffed.

You went over to him and cuddled him, he was warm. You checked his fever and it was high, “Beomgyu let me go get you medicine”

He squeezed you tightly, “No you’re all I need”

Eventually you both fell asleep while cuddling, but when you woke up you saw your boyfriend looking at you.

“What is it?” You asked

“You’re beautiful” He answered

You checked his fever and it was gone, “You don’t have the fever anymore”

“I told you, you were all I need” He winked

Taehyun;

“Taehyun come cuddle with me!” You pouted

He shook his head smiling, “No!”

“Why not?” You asked

“You know I don’t like to cuddle a lot” he answered

You continued to pout, “but I’m tired and I need you”

He sighed, “Go to sleep you’ll soon fall asleep without me y/n”

You went to the room upset and fell asleep. Later Taehyun went to the room to check up on you, he saw that you were sleeping already, he felt bad for not cuddling you earlier so he cuddled you as you slept. He stroked your hair as well.

When you woke up you saw that he had cuddle you, you smiled and went back to sleep still having Taehyun wrapped around you.

Huening Kai;

You had a tough time at school so you ranted to your boyfriend about everything. He listened to every word you said, you were so mad that you ended up crying.

“Awe y/n don’t cry” he walked towards you, he held you tightly.

You continued to cry, “I’m just so mad”

“Come on lets cuddle” Huening said, you followed him. He began to cuddle you. You were still crying a little, Kai singed to you as he was wrapped around you. He smelled really good.

“You’ll be fine, those people don’t deserve you anyways” He whispered

You eventually fell asleep thanks to your boyfriend.

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Making Out With KNK

Let’s do thisss! I love KNK! They’re the first group I’ve been with since pre-debut! My literal babies!

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SPECIAL CLASSIC BLACK COFFEE

MASTERLIST | JUJUTSU KAISEN SERIES

so you chose one cup of speical black coffee? a regular of mine called Fushiguro Megumi gets the classic black coffee but he does sometimes get this type as well, maybe he likes a tiny bit of sugar and cinnamon in his life…

☕️ SYNOPSIS :

within the jujutsu world, there were three famous clans to be aware of, the Kamo clan, Zenin clan and the Gojo clan. However, unknown to many sorcerers there was one last family that was known to be apart of the three, only for them to disappear after the golden era leading some to speculate that they had died in battle after the sealing of ryomen sukuna, but….

☕️ Y/N CHARCTER PROFILE : 🌷

☕️ BONUS PLAYLIST : 🌷

☕️ JUJUTSU KAISEN SERIES :

EPISODE ONE - Ryōmen Sukuna

EPISODE TWO - For Myself

EPISODE THREE - Girl of Steel

EPISODE FOUR - Curse Womb must Die 

EPISODE FIVE - Curse Womb must Die II 

EPISODE SIX - After Rain 

EPISODE SEVEN - Assault 

EPISODE EIGHT - Boredom 

EPISODE NINE - Small Fly and Reverse Retribution 

EPISODE TEN - Idle Transfiguration 

EPISODE ELEVEN - Narrow-Minded 

EPISODE TWELVE - To You, Someday 

EPISODE THIRTEEN - Tomorrow 

EPISODE FOURTEEN - Kyoto Sister School Exchange Event - Group Battle 0 

EPISODE FIFTEEN - Kyoto Sister School Exchange Event - Group Battle 1 

EPISODE SIXTEEN - Kyoto Sister School Exchange Event - Group 2 

EPISODE SEVENTEEN - Kyoto Sister School Exchange Event - Group 3 

EPISODE EIGHTEEN - Sage 

EPISODE NINETEEN - Black Flash 

EPISODE TWENTY - Nonstandard 

EPISODE TWENTY ONE - Jujutsu Koshien 

EPISODE TWENTY ONE (PART TWO) - Jamais Vu 

EPISODE TWENTY TWO - The Origin of Blind Obedience 

EPISODE TWENTY THREE - The Origin of Blind Obedience 2

EPISODE TWENTY FOUR - Accomplices

☕️ MILK? : JUJUTSU SANPO

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE THREE - Revolving Sushi 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE FOUR - Can you hold your phone on your shoulder? 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE FIVE - I don’t stink 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE NINE - To Nanami 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE TEN - Where’s my skirt? 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE THIRTEEN - Itadori’s Recipe to Meatballs 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE FIFTEEN - What kind of person is your type? 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE TWENTY - Dog or Cat? 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE TWENTY ONE - Rice or Bread?

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE TWENTY TWO - She was a nice woman, too! 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE TWENTY THREE - Formation A

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE TWENTY FOUR - Jujutsu Kaisen

☕️ EXTRA SUGAR? : LIVING WITH THE NEWLYWED FUSHIGUROS’

Don’t Pout at Me

Rings

Parent Talk

The Morning After

Like a Cat

Nibbles

Shikigami Shenanigans

Clingy

You’re Mine

Too Much Sugar

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Flexibility (Bill Denbrough x Reader)

Requested: nahhh

Pairing(s): Bill Denbrough x Reader

Warnings: sexual innuendos (richie will be richie), implications of smut, THEY ARE AGED UP IN THIS, I REPEAT, THEY ARE AGED UP IN THIS (maybe like 16 or 17)

A/N: day 18 of Christmas Fic Countdown!!! enjoy!!!

Gif Credit belongs to @billbenbev

You and the losers were gathered in the library for the third time this week, attempting to study. I say attempting because Richie always managed to get you all off topic somehow, no matter the subject.

The purpose of this study group was to get Bill to confess to you. With your consent of course, the losers decided they would nudge you and Bill together by teasing and flirting with you. You know, to try to get him to make a move. And since finals were soon, the study group was born.

Today, you all weren’t too off topic, but you weren’t completely focused either. You and Bill were attempting to study world history notes from your notebook, because his went “missing” (courtesy of Richie). Eventually, you leaned back against your chair with a huff.

“Dude, my handwriting is like hieroglyphics,” you said. “How are you even reading this?”

Bill chuckled and rolled his eyes. “I think it’s p-pretty.”

You both gazed at each other with amused smiles. And then, Beverly found the perfect thing in her health textbook.

“Hey, [name],” she said. You broke your gaze from Bill’s. 

“Yeah?”

“You’re flexible, right?”

You simply smiled, while Bill’s face heated up.

“Yes, I am,” you confirmed.

Beverly smiled. “We’re writing an essay on flexibility in health, so could we use you as a source of information.”

You shrugged. “Sure. What do you need to know?”

“Basic things, mostly,” Richie said. “Like, why are you flexible?”

“Well, a lot of things contribute to that,” you hummed. “Age, height, gender. Sometimes it’s solely based on activities you do that keep you stretching in those sort of ways.” Bill’s face turned beet red, but you didn’t notice. 

“So, tell us, [name],” Richie said, leaning closer to you from across the table. “What activities have you been doing that keep you flexible?”

You laughed and rolled your eyes, leaning forward as well. “Not any that you’re thinking of, I’m sure.” You pushed up his glasses and leaned back again. “But, yes, technically that could be classified as an activity that would keep your muscles flexible.”

You and Richie smirked at each other from across the table while Beverly laughed. Bill cleared his throat uncomfortably, making your gaze fall back to your notebook. You all went back to studying semi-peacefully. But Beverly didn’t miss when Bill leaned forward and whispering something in your ear, then announced he was going to the bathroom and left.

She watched as your face heated up ever so slightly. You closed your notebook. “I’m going to look for a book to decipher my handwriting.” You stood with a small smile. “I’ll be back.”

When you were out of sight, Richie turned to Beverly. “Something’s happening?”

Beverly nodded. “Something’s happening.”

“Way ahead of you,” Stan sighed, standing and follow the path you had took through the bookshelves.

He came back a minute or two later, his face a light shade of pink, but also adorning a smirk.

“So?” Ben questioned.

“Making out by the history books,” Stan said, returning to his seat. “I’m sure they’ll explore more about flexibility this weekend when [name]’s parents are out of town.”

Ben, Beverly, and Richie high-fived in victory while Eddie muttered, “Disgusting.”

Jean Jacket

Warnings: swearing, alcohol, drug mention

Summary: Y/N and Luke have been best friends, but they haven’t seen each other in years. Based loosely off of the song “Jean Jacket” by The Summer Set.

Word Count: 9.5k

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You messaged him at 10:14 in the morning. It felt unnatural, and a knot formed in your stomach once you hit send.

You:

hey.

string bean

He didn’t reply until 6:24 that night.

lukey “red lobster isn’t that bad” hemmings:

Don’t call me that.

I’m toned now.

You:

oh my bad

what’s a thicc vegetable

lukey “red lobster isn’t that bad” hemmings:

I don’t know

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Kissing and Cuddling and Touching — Brad Simpson ✿

prompt: the worst distraction just so happens to be the best… one with brown eyes and curly hair note: requested

If the critical value is… The margin of error is .2304 … Then the—

There was a gentle tug at your left earphone, pulling it from the curve of your ear and drawing your attention from the mess of textbooks and notebooks scattered about your bed.

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Tease - Enoch O'Connor imagine - request 

request: Omg can you do a teasing Enoch headcanon? Or a slightly dirty one? You don’t have to if you don’t want to of course but I’m just curious 😂

YES!!!!!!!

a/n: this is the storyline/thing i thought of so here it goes ehfjhfgu i hope you like it. i tried to make it dirty or whatever you call it, but idk if it worked ://// and i’m going to sleep now bye :) hope you liek disss

“y/n, do you want to play ball with us?” millard called out. i turned around, my skirt whirling around me along with my hair.

“uh… what kind? like football or…?” i ask.

“yeah, like football.” hugh replied. “i mean, if your skirt won’t bother you.”

i paused. my skirt. i shouldn’t play football while wearing a skirt that only reached a little over my mid thigh. but i’m too lazy to go change. i really want to spend time with my semi-new friends.

ugh, let’s just not care and not jump too much. not like anyone ever pays attention to me wearing skirts. i’ll play.

“yes, sure.” i said after thinking through it. “my skirt absolutely won’t be a bother, don’t worry.”

i walked through the garden with hugh and millard and horace - who was supposedly the judge or something. we divided into two teams, but mine needed one more person. since enoch - my grumpy best friend - didn’t want to, i took bronwyn.

enoch sat under a tree while we played, he said he’d help horace with judging (a/n: lol i hate how this sounds but sfhsjdfhsdjf dying) - i didn’t think there would be needed any help.

we played a few rounds, me and bronwyn won three times while hugh and millard won two times. it was fun, playing with them. hugh cheated a few times, but it didn’t change much in the scores. all the while, i was just being a sore loser at football - i couldn’t play at all, i’m horrible at football.

i fell over, tumbled and there were only two times out of a possible infinity of my skirt flying only slightly up. but luckily, nobody saw that from behind, and we only laughed it off with the others. all except for enoch, who held an even more serious look on his face - if that was possible. he was always deadly serious and annoyed.

“i can’t anymore, sorry boys.” i said, holding my stomach as i tried to catch my breath from all the running and kicking.

“please y/n, just one more round!” millard whined, hugh joining after,

“i really can’t.” i said, shaking my head with a tired smile. “i’m going inside to rest a little.” i spoke and turned around to go to the house. after a few steps, i heard enoch say:

“i’ll come, too.” in a rushed voice. i looked around my shoulder and he was already catching up with me. i looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. “i need to talk to you. in my room. alone.” he said, taking my arm in a slightly firm grip.

“okay…” i said.

with enoch holding my arm, we walked into the house and walked up the stairs to his room, which basically was also mine. for i spent the half of my time in there, with him.

enoch pulled me inside, shut the door and pushed me up against it. “what do you think you were doing back there?” he growled with his face so close to mine i could hear his breath on my nose.

i furrowed my eyebrows at his question. “what?”

enoch did his iconic groan and pushed me harder against the door, earning a soft yelp from me. one of his hand was on my hip. what was happening!!

“playing the game, with your skirt flying around.” enoch said. oh, SHIT! “couldn’t take my eyes off of you. and it felt so annoying to just watch you, knowing there were so many more things i could do.”

“w-what things?” i stuttered. he was really giving me major confusion right now, what was he talking about?! “what do you mean? i don’t understand what’s going.”

he chuckled, looking away. after a short moment, his eyes locked with mine again. “how can you be so clueless about your own behaviour? you were teasing me, y/n. and i do not like that.”

“teasing?” i repeated.

“oh, for bird’s sake.” he rolled his eyes.

“uh… what are you going to do about it?” i asked, ignoring his comment. enoch grinned.

his hand traced up my side, giving me ultimate shivers all over my body. this touch felt so surreal, unknown. nobody had ever held me like this. his eyes were intently watching mine as i was looking back into his orbs, waiting for something to happen.

enoch’s eyes diverted from mine when he lowered his head and slowly put his lips on mine. when our lips met, it felt hungry, lustful, dangerous? was he kissing me? is this what kissing felt like? why was he doing this? we’re best friends!

oh, but it felt so wonderful. it was my first time… doing this, i didn’t even know what to do.

enoch pulled back and looked at me watching him. why did he do that?! that felt so… yes!!!

his eyes held regret and disappointment. oh, no, no.

i put my arms around his neck, hesitantly, and pulled him closer before he could go anywhere.

“c-could you… do that… again, please?” i asked quietly. enoch’s facial expression immediately changed and he grinned. instead of answering, he dove down and connected our lips again.

bliss, utter bliss.

i would have never imagined us kissing, but this - i bet - was better than any fantasy.

i gained my courage and finally kissed him back. he smiled into the kiss and pulled me closer by my hips. and then his hand slipped down to my bum, giving it a light squeeze, as if not to scare me off or something. i gasped and it gave the perfect opportunity for him to kiss me deeper - and with tongue.

wow. where did he learn this? how was enoch such a professional? maybe he wasn’t a professional, but to me he absolutely seemed like one.

his lips then disconnected with mine, making a whine come past my lips. but he moved down to my neck to pepper that with kisses. his lips were looking for something and after a few seconds i think he found it. he kissed a spot on my neck and that made me shiver and release a small whine that sounded a little like something else.

“have you any idea what you’re doing to me?” enoch groggily said, looking me into the eyes. i smiled.

what was he doing to me? he was making me feel every type of way, my my…

“can you show me?” i suggested. enoch’s face did an emotional flip and he nodded. his lips then kissed mine again and i kissed back, showing him i felt what he did, whatever it was.

that day totally changed my world.