Yoon Junwon, The King Of Rap, Betrayed By Karaoke

The Teacher

Drabble: none, surprisingly!!

Pairings: Pietro Maximoff x Reader

Word Count: 1389

Warnings: lots and lots of kissing

"You're sure about this?"

"Well— I... yeah," You were very meek in your answer, as even you weren't very sure yourself. Your face was flushed completely red at the thought of kissing Pietro, or even kissing anyone for that matter. You could basically feel the embarrassment radiating off of you as you looked to the ground, your arms wrapped around your middle as if you were trying to shield yourself from his gaze. Kissing someone just wasn’t something that was on your mind as a child or a teenager, or really even as an adult. But here you were, in your mid-20’s and not having kissed a single human being. You felt embarrassed.

"You don't sound very sure," Pietro let out a small sigh as he took a few slow steps forward. He gently placed his knuckles under your chin to raise your head up, and he gave you a soft smile as he brushed your hair behind your ear, giving him a full view of your beet-red cheeks. "I'm being serious, y/n, if you're not sure then we—

"No! I'm sure." You shook your head immediately in denial. Pietro wasn’t the only person you felt truly comfortable with, so it didn’t take much for you to come out and explain that you had never been kissed before. Though, given your explanation was rushed and a bit awkward, he understood. He offered to teach you almost immediately, a mischievous smirk spreading across his lips. You flushed deeply at the offer, however you didn’t turn away. “It’s okay, I promise.” Your words were once again quiet, but you gave him a strong look of determination as you peered up at him. "Please, Pietro?" You pleaded, trying to give him the best pout you could, despite the uncertainty that seemed to ravage your insides.

Pietro searched your face one last time before finally nodding his head. With another small sigh, he let his forehead fall gently to rest on your own as he breathed out slowly, his hands coming to on your shoulders. "Okay then, but only if your comfortable with it." Pietro wanted nothing more than to make sure that you were comfortable. He wanted to make sure that his touches were soft, that his movements were strong yet still gentle enough to not scare you away, and you could tell.

Pietro hands slowly brushed against your neck before resting gently on the sides of your face, your breath suddenly getting caught in your throat as shivers ran down your spine. His breath fanned across your cheeks and lips as he leaned closer, and almost immediately you squeezed your eyes shut. But as something warm and soft danced against your lips, you couldn’t help but gasp. Pietro made sure to remain gentle, his lips parting yours oh so sweetly in an attempt to make you respond. Your hands gripped the front of his shirt tightly, your shoulders hunched from the tension and anxiety. But his hands were comforting as he pulled you closer.

Pietro’s lips felt warm. They moved slowly, and though you knew that he was merely teaching you how to properly kiss, there was something hidden behind the touch. Before long you were responding to his touches, your fingers slowly moving up to the back of his neck as you twirled his silver hair around your fingers. The actions caused a slight groan to reverberate in the back of his throat, his hands tightening around your body as he pulled you closer. You were shocked to learn you could draw a reaction such as that from the speedster, yet you found yourself drawing closer to him, a newfound courage forming in your stomach.

Pietro’s hands brushed against your shoulders once again, his fingers drawing small circles into your skin before they fell again. His mouth kept yours occupied as he felt your body slowly, his fingers memorizing every curve and dip of your waist and back before he let them rest against your hips. You were caught by surprise when his teeth suddenly pulled against your bottom lip, your eyes snapping opening after a quiet mewl came from your mouth. He pulled away suddenly, his lips pressing a single kiss against your jaw before he quickly grasped your face again.

His fingers itched to hold you, to touch you. But that’s not what you had asked of him. You asked for his lips and his lips only, and yet he still found himself wanting more. But he ignored the burning in his gut for the time being, his eyes locking with yours as your chests heaved for air. “H-how was I?” Your lips were swollen and pink, something that Pietro found himself grinning at.

Your hands were still wrapped around his neck, you palm pressed gently against his head as your fingers gripped his hair. The tingling on your skin felt almost euphoric, but the pull in your gut was the cause of your sudden discomfort. You hadn’t meant for it to happen, but you felt a sudden pull towards the silver-haired Avenger. His lips had felt magical against your own, and you longed for that feeling again as his hands kneaded your soft flesh. His eyes were peering down into yours, clouded and dark as a sudden lust ran through him.

“Perfect.” Pietro’s pressed his forehead to yours. You could tell he felt the sudden pull as well. His hands were vibrating against your skin, his fingers brushing away a few strands of hair behind your ear before he went to cup the back of your neck gently. His movements were oddly slow for someone with his speed, and you almost found yourself whining his name as he brushed his lips teasingly against your own. God, you looked perfect to him, almost enchanting.

“Would you like me to kiss you again, prinţesă?” He purred, watching as you squirmed in his hold. Your eyes were practically begging for him to touch you again, lips moving silently to mouth his name as you longed to feel him against you again. You couldn’t seem to get the words out, your fingers tugging against his hair gently as you nodded in reply. It felt like an eternity before he finally kissed you, his lips crashing against yours in a passionate frenzy as he crushed you against his lean chest. You reacted to his touch immediately, pressing yourself further into his hold as your lips molded together. A growl bubbled in his throat as you rubbed against him, the sound being eaten up by your lips.

It wasn’t long before your back met the wall. You gasped at the feeling, and Pietro took this as a sign to ease his way further into your mouth. His tongue wrestled with yours for a few moments before he pulled away, his eyes glazed over as he looked to your panting figure below him. “Jump.” His lips found themselves against your neck as latched his hands under your butt, his fingers digging into the skin of thighs as your legs went around his sturdy hips. Your lips parted as a moan came from you, your eyes squeezing shut as your body tingled with desire. You failed to notice Pietro had started moving with you in his arms, his lips sending your body into overdrive until you noticed the air around you grow colder.

“W-where are we g-going?”

Your fingers continued to tug on his hair as he worked on your neck, his teeth and tongue making a lethal combo as they heavily marked your neck. You regretted asking the question when he pulled away, your eyes snapping open to look at him when he gave your butt and thigh a squeeze. Pietro’s blue eyes were dark and hazy, a lustful looking swimming in the orbs as he held your body tightly against his. You felt your heart hammer loudly in your chest, desire and need pooling in the pit of your stomach and going lower the longer he looked at you. You wanted him. You wanted him now. And he apparently felt the same.

The devilish smirk on his lips didn’t go unnoticed before he dived down again, his lips this time meeting yours in another feverish kiss as he led you towards the one place he knew you wouldn’t get interrupted. “My room.”

[9:00 PM] you're leaving a frozen yogurt place, hand-in-hand with san as he's humming to himself. you realize that he's been side-eyeing you for a moment, and raise an eyebrow to ask,

“why are you looking at me like that?”

“i'm just super duper in love with you,” he replies simply, squeezing your hand. as sweet as that is, you're still suspicious

and san can tell, a cheeky grin coming to his face as he stops the two of you. despite kissing him many times, you're still momentarily surprised when he locks his lips with yours. you can still taste the lingering sweetness of the frozen yogurt he had. coconut, if you’re remembering correctly

as he pulls back, he admits, “and also you had froyo on your face”

your cheeks turn a slight shade of pink in embarrassment. san leans back in,

“oh wait, you still got some. i'll get it,” he says before reconnecting your lips

[9:06pm]

the sun is setting, casting a salmon-pink aura on the world around you. yunho’s hands grip your waist as the two of you share the most beautiful kiss.

[10:55 PM] you’re giggling in the back booth of a rundown diner with hongjoong, your legs over his lap as you split a plate of salty fries and a milkshake. his lips suddenly catch yours, and you’re not even mad that you were in the middle of sentence

“you know, whenever you guys are having a hard time, feel depressed, or got a lot on your mind”

“just wanna say that, you know, it’s always ok to come to us”

“come to me, come to stray kids”

“and tell us how you feel, tell us what you’re feeling”

“cause, you know, we have ears to listen to”

“we will listen to you guys”

“and no matter what we will try to help out with what you’re going through”

“because i think that’s one thing that stray kids, that everyone can agree on”

“we will always try to fix you guys”

“so if you guys have anything, you know, just come find us”

“we’ll help you out”

-

thank you isn’t even enough anymore but i don’t know what else to say

so chan,

thank you for keeping me going

and for being there every step of the way

Special blurb

[5:13 pm] Soobin pressed soft kisses upon your lips making sure to be gentle. He pulls away for a minute to let both of you breathe you whine leaning towards him eagerly, “soobinnie~”

“But princess I have to go..” he claims teasingly making you whine even louder, “fine, fine. One more.” You beam happily already leaning towards his face, he leans in slowly on purpose trying to tease you even more. Annoyed, you tugged on his collar pulling him down for an eager—yet passionate kiss. He smirks into the kiss pulling away a little bit. “You’re so needy babe.” He mumbles against your lips before leaving even more teasing kisses against your swollen lips.

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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Hi there! Could you write scenario with Ravn of oneus where his gf is focused on something and ignoring him but he is really needy??! At the end they somehow making out? Thank you very much for your hard work💕💕😭

A/N: OH MY GOODNESS MY FIRST REQUEST!! SKTKSKSKTBKDKSKU!!!! I got you bebe! (P.S. This scenario would have been done hours ago, once school ended, but Tumblr went ahead and deleted everything when I accidentally closed the app :’) But I finished it during and in between classes, so it’s all good! I genuinely hope you enjoy it, hun! xoxo)

You just got your new poetry book in the mail. To say you were thrilled was an understatement. You always thought literature was fascinating. Captivating. Artistic. The way authors would bend and manipulate words and mold them together in a way that caused you to go on a vivid expedition was truly magnificent. You couldn’t help yourself from becoming utterly engrossed in your book, nor were you going to stop yourself. Ravn, however, was not having it.

Ravn understood your love for books. Frankly, he deemed it as an obsession but only said such a thing because you basically threw him off the couch upon instinct when he plopped himself on top of you and the book that laid on your chest. He still had the bruise on his elbow from the fall. And he was still whining about it. He knew you were excited about your new read, so he let you be. But what he expected to be an hour went on to be two. And then three. He refused to go a fourth hour.

He set his gaze on you. You, oblivious to the attention, turned a page in your brand new book. He then threw his head back and sighed dramatically before glancing at you in his peripheral.

Once again, you remained ignorant to your boyfriend’s attention-seeking antics. This caused Ravn to sigh obnoxiously loud once again.

“Shhh,” you hissed, flipping another page. You snuggled deeper into your corner of the couch, resting your chin on your fist.

A pout revealed itself on your poor boyfriend’s face.

Suddenly, it was replaced with a devious grin as he developed a new tactic.

Ravn slowly slid an index finger up the sole of your foot, causing you to twitch it away from the offense. He did it again.

“Stop, doofus!” You exclaimed, taking your feet off his lap.

Ravn thrashed his body wildly in response, letting out a childish whine. You rolled your eyes before resuming your reading.

He shot you a glare and then crossed his arms. Minutes ticked by with the uttermost silence before he thought of the most simple plan ever. He practically scolded himself for not thinking of it sooner.

Ravn slowly peered over at you, a mischievous glint in his dark brown eyes. “Babygirl.”

You ignored him. You were engrossed in a short story the author had added in their book.

“Y/n.”

No response.

Ravn huffed. He mumbled to himself as he crawled over your slim figure, taking the literature into his hand and placing it on the floor. Really he wanted to chuck the thing across the room, but he knew better. He knew he’d follow suit.

“You need to show me some attention, woman. I’ve been generous enough.”

Before you could curl your tongue to form some catty remark, Ravn smashed his lips onto yours. He took full control of the kiss, wanting to show you how much he has been deprived of physical contact. How much he has missed the taste of your lips, which were the same flavor as always. Cocoa butter and shea butter. But, despite such an ordinary taste, the sweetness had Ravn thirsty for you as he ravished your lips. He couldn’t prevent the blissful sigh that left his lips. 

His body being so taken by the sensation of your lips mending with his almost collapsed. He indulged himself in your lips, his hands moving to hold your hips tightly. His thumbs slipped under your sweater, being met with your hot flesh. He massaged the flesh tenderly as he turned his head, deepening the kiss.

You weren’t gonna lie, you were upset that Ravn interrupted your reading. Reading such beautiful literature was relaxing for you. Absolutely glorious. Like a hot spring, it allowed you to succumb yourself to tranquility. But, you also couldn’t lie that you missed Ravn’s lips on yours. How long has it been since you two have touched? How long has it been since you two even talked?

The way he hungrily took your lips caused you to believe it’s been hours, but he’s acting as if it’s been days. The intensity behind his kisses had butterflies erupt in your stomach. The air you breathed was not your own anymore. It was his. 

Subconsciously, your hands traveled up his back and around his neck. You pulled Ravn closer to you, producing a surprised but content grunt to rumble in his chest.

After who-knows-how-long, you two parted slowly. But Ravn wasn’t done. He pecked your lips once. Twice. Three times. The latter lasted longer before he finally decided to fully part from you, but not before nipping at your bottom lip, earning himself a gasp from your swollen lips. 

With a smirk, he leaned back, sighing with contentment. His cheeks were flushed, and the hair at the nape of his neck was fluffed up from your wild fingers.

You felt unbearably hot, both face and body. You panted quietly, trying your hardest to calm your erratic heart.

“Maybe next time you’d think twice about ignoring me and depriving me of affection.”

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

© violettelueur 2021 : written and published by violettelueur - do not steal or repost

clingy ∣ choi san

TYPE : fluff 🕊

you had been studying for almost an hour now and your brain already felt like it was being put into a blender. you had an exam exactly two days from now and you were trying your best to remember everything needed for it, but it was kind of hard when you had a clingy boyfriend claiming for you to stop what you were doing and watch a movie with him.

he was currently sprawled across your shared bed , holding his plushie , whining for you to take its place.

“san, i need to study, just cuddle with shiber until i’m done,” you mumble and continue to write down terms on your paper but that only makes san’s whining continue on. seriously, it was as if you were dating a toddler. you sigh and swivel around in your chair to see your boyfriend up on his elbows while staring at you with soft eyes. he brings up his hand to motion you to come over but you shake your head.

“please y/n, i’m cold!” he huffs and flops back down on the bed and kicks his legs cutely. you giggle and turn back around to the piles of paper on your desk , going back to studying. it’s silent and for a moment you believe he had fallen asleep but all of a sudden you feel a pair of arms reach around your waist and you’re picked up from the chair.

“san!” you squeal as you’re dropped on the bed and before you can get up, he wraps his arms around you and snuggles his head on your shoulder.

“i’m sleepy!” he says and you can’t help but sigh knowing that he won’t be letting you go anytime soon. so instead, you turn your head slightly and kiss his cheek softly making him smile before pecking your lips.

“i love you,y/n,” he says and closes his eyes once more.

“love you too, you big baby.”