ILL PEEL ALL THE ORANGES FOR HIM IDC

I’LL PEEL ALL THE ORANGES FOR HIM IDC😭

a/n: i love changbin. 240 words, no warnings.

“You know when I first met you, I was instantly attracted to you.” Changbin lets out a light giggle, then gently swats at your arm shyly. “There’s this theory about atoms and people.”

“Yeah?” He wants you to continue; his mind is elsewhere, but his heart always chooses to be yours attentively. “What is it?”

“So when the universe was created, there was a cluster of atoms, right?” He hums. He doesn’t get it but lets you continue. “So they say if the atoms within our bodies were near each other when the universe was created, we'd always be drawn to each other.”

Changbin lets it settle in his mind, “So it’s like how you say we’d meet each other in every universe?” You hum, grinning when he looks at you. “What else is there?”

“Well, there’s the orange peel theory.” He hums. “Like how I peel your oranges so your hands never have to smell like them.” He agrees. “You also suck at it.”

“I don’t!” He shouts, pinching your arm with a smile.

You nod your head, swatting at his hand when he goes to pinch you again. “You do, but that’s okay. You don’t have to peel oranges anymore.”

“What if I want to peel you an orange?”

You shake your head, and he realizes this is an argument he’ll never win. “I won’t let you. I’ll peel every orange we get so you never have to.”

“This is mine” YES IT FKN IS HSJAJ😭😭

warnings: pussy job, wet & messy, daddy kink, panties stay on during sex w mr. bang christopher chan!

you might just have to throw these panties out when chan’s done with you.

you’re wet.

you’re wet, and the tip of chan’s cock is leaking precum already. not to mention the lube he’s poured on the spongey head and the front of your panties.

he likes to do this sometimes, particularly when he wants to take his time with you and make you desperate for him. you’re in for a long night considering your boyfriend has the kind of stamina that needs to be studied in a lab.

chan spreads the lube over the front of your panties, and the baby pink cotton turns sheer quickly. it sticks to your pubic mound almost uncomfortably, and it already has you wanting to squirm. chan settles his gaze on you, eyes staying locked on yours, before his knobby fingers trail to the gusset of your panties, pulling it to the side to expose your swollen cunt to him.

his other hand remains on the shaft of his cock, and with his eyes still gazing into yours, he grinds its fat head against the slit of your pussy.

“o-oh, oh daddy,” you whimper. your legs threaten to close around his hips when the tip of his cock rubs right over your clit.

“baby, yeah?” chan tilts his head. he taps his dick on the crease of your thigh. “keep ‘em spread how daddy likes.”

your hands travel under your knees to keep yourself spread for him. just how he likes.

“there you go. atta baby, ready? shit. ohhh my gosh.” his voice is so gruff; it pulls a whimper from your throat before you can think to hold it back. he’s still looking at you, not sparing a glance downward as he pulls the slimy-wet gusset of your panties back where it belongs, now snug over his cock. chan has to angle himself to the side slightly so he can bully his cock in the tight space between your hot cunt and your panties.

chan’s heavy gaze remains on your face when he gives his first slow thrust against your pussy. the lips of your cunt already hug him so sweetly, and the added feeling of your sopping wet panties over his cock has his top lip twitching.

your eyes are wild, lips parted wide in a silent scream that makes chan want to turn you over and fuck you into the mattress. but not yet, he’s patient; he can wait.

“pretty fucking face,” chan whispers. “this is mine.”

yes. you don’t even know what exactly he’s referring to. your face, your cunt, your body, your heart. it’s all his, and you both know it.

chan’s eyes finally leave yours so they can take in the sight below him. your eyes follow his too, to the bulge of his cock through your panties. he’s slowly fucking himself against your cunt, and he brings a small hand down to press over the head of his cock where it rocks against your clit.

the pressure of his hand makes you both moan, and you’re tightening your hold under your knees because your legs are shaking now. chan ruts harder now, faster, keeping the thumb and index finger of his other hand around the base of his cock to increase his pleasure while he uses your clothed pussy to get off.

that all too familiar feeling is swirling in your gut, and your hips start to fuck in tandem with chan’s so you’re meeting him thrust for thrust. he’s not ready for you to cum yet though, and he pulls that big, pretty cock from your pussy and strokes it in a strong fist.

“da-! daddy! c-chris, put it back! please, please put it back,” you want to cry, you want to kick your feet and scream about how much you need his cock back, but chan beats you to it.

he brushes the pads of his fingers against the wet fabric of your panties, the front completely sheer. it clings to the lips of your cunt, and chan presses a gentle thumb where he knows your clit to be. your legs jolt, and he pecks a slow kiss to your ankle that’s closest to him.

“close ‘em now for me, sweets. yeah, good good. that’s good. ohhh fuck, cutest cunt.”

you do as he says, pressing your thighs together tight and holding your legs to your chest. you know your completely soaked panties outline the meat of your cunt perfectly for chan, and you also know this is how he wants to cum.

he doesn’t bother lifting your panties so they can cover his cock again, no. chan works his tongue in his mouth and spits down onto your already soaked panties. it trails between the smushed together lips of your pussy, and his cock is quick to meet it there. with a grunt, chan fucks roughly against your clothed cunt and presses his hand down onto the head of his dick once more.

“yeah, gonna bust. ya want it? know you do…”

that’s how chan cums, pearly white shooting from his cock and seeping into the already ruined cotton of your little panties. his fingers are a mess with it too, and he quickly directs his soiled fingers to your readily opened mouth for a well-earned treat.

ADORBS JXJSJS😭

domestic daydreams:

[cheese sandwiches at the park tomorrow]

pairing: influencer! jungkook x f. reader

genre: fluff || established relationship || non-idol au ||

summary: a window into the life of jeon jungkook

word count: 1.2k

tags/ warnings: just lots and lots of fluff its sickening

notes: am slightly tempted to turn this into a mini series because there's so much to talk about...

where you can find all my other stuff!!

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Jungkook thinks both you and himself had always been connected by the delicate knots of the red string of fate. Possibly a constrictor knot, because it only ever seemed to grow tighter with every moment you spent together, impossible to untie as your souls start to intertwine and lives mingle into one.

His ever-growing infatuation with you, evident to his online audience.

Because he had no issue showing you off, talking about you in videos and sharing you with the wider world. He thinks it must be a tingly sort of satisfaction he gets, knowing that no matter how many faceless people love you, he will forever love you more. No matter how many people compliment you with how pretty you are, comments flooded with praise for your mere existence, he will forever appreciate you the most. Your entire being a precious little thing that he has sewn into his fragile human heart, yours forever to keep.

He knows he’s able to touch you in ways no one else can. He knows he’s able to wake up to you each morning, press soft lips to soft skin, warm under calloused hands as eye lashes tickle tender skin as the sun leaks through the curtains. Each passing moment peacefully quiet until you murmur his name, fingers pressing into his skin as you pull him closer for a kiss.

He’d started posting online only months before meeting you, a little creative outlet to get rid of that itch of not taking media, but rather choosing game design. A subject he loved dearly, though desperate to visualise his life through moving image and all the cool things that come with that.

And during the months of you talking, his presence online slowly started to take off. What had once been only a creative outlet morphing into such a huge part of his life. Something he had wanted to keep from you for so long, a little whisper in his brain worried it would send you running. With some of the comments he received, dms from both men and women alike, he wasn’t exactly sure how to bring it up to you.

And he knows in hindsight it was a silly little worry because you loved every part of him. Loved that he shared little parts of his life with so many people. Passions clipped into videos, well-loved equipment laying around his apartment, something so wholly Jungkook you found yourself beaming whenever he would get the tripod out to film himself cooking, or planning a design for an assignment, or just little clips of nature when the both of you go on walks.

Because what had once been a video diary for Jungkook had slowly become a video diary for you too, perfectly crafted memories that you find yourself watching when you’re alone. Always so hard to keep the smile off your face as you see how happy you are. Because that’s what Jungkook makes you; incredibly happy.

You watch as he tries to balance his phone against a bag of pasta neither of you had wanted to put away the night before, chin resting on the palm of your hand as you watch him struggle.

“Why don’t you get the tripod?” you murmur, catching his attention.

Jungkook turns to look at you, eyes a little wide, “Because I just want to film me making our lunch” he tells you.

“Besides—” he continues, “that would mean I have to go into the bedroom, and I don’t feel like being apart from you today” he says as he turns back to his phone, fiddling around with the settings a little so the light from the kitchen window wouldn’t look so harsh.

Your lips quirk up into a smile, toes curling into the floor.

“I would come with you” you sit up a little straighter, catching a glimpse of his face on the screen of his phone, “we could even hold hands too”

Jungkook pauses, hands pressing into the counter as he narrows his eyes at you over his shoulder, “Are you patronising me?”

Your nose scrunches up at that, “No” you start, “just so you know, I love holding your hand”

He hums, “Well then I guess you’re lucky… I like holding your hand too”

“Oh—” your eyes widen, “It’s gonna fall”

Jungkook winces when his phone tips forward, bottom lip tucked between your teeth as he lifts it back up again.

You push the chair away from the table, slipping your own phone out of your pocket, laying it flat against the counter so his will stop slipping.

“Thank you, baby” he leans down, pressing a kiss to your cheek, face only an inches away from yours when he decides it isn’t enough and presses a firm kiss to your lips too.

“Now,” he nods, “let’s make us lunch”

You push yourself to sit on the counter by his phone as he hits record, smiling up at you as he starts talking.

“Me and Y/n went shopping earlier and saw this new cheese I wanted to try, so I’m gonna make us sandwiches for lunch” he says, pulling the chopping board closer to himself as he pulls the drawer open to get a knife.

“Cucumber” he shows the camera, quick as he cuts it up, “and today we’re having tomatoes, but none for the pretty girl because she doesn’t like them” he explains, showing off the produce his dad had been growing in their garden, proud smile on his face as he hands you a slice of cucumber to eat while he finishes preparing lunch.

You slip off the counter when he calls you over, hesitant to step in frame and see yourself on camera. Jungkook steps a little closer to you, arms slipping out of frame to hold your hands as he looks down at you, so much adoration in his eyes.

“I wish you could see yourself through my eyes” he whispers, already knowing where your hesitation stems from, “always such a pretty little thing”

You glance over at the camera, video still recording, “Jungkook… your video” you murmur.

“Doesn’t matter” he shakes his head, “you know you don’t have to be in it if you don’t want to” he tells you, “Whatever you’re comfortable with, yeah?”

“We could film something tomorrow” you say, “we should go to that park again, maybe have a picnic?”

His lips quirk up into a smile, “I’d like that” he nods, “And if this cheese is any good, we can make even better sandwiches”

“Good point” you nod, “I’ll have to take you up on that offer if you make a solid lunch today” you step away from him, eyeing the finished sandwich sat on the chopping board.

“I always make the best lunches” he tells you, reaching into a cupboard for two plates.

“Our favourite girl doesn’t want to be on camera today” Jungkook mumbles, mouth half full of food as he looks at himself before glancing at you on the opposite side of the table, “But what’s the verdict, baby?”

You chew, nodding as you give him a thumbs up, Jungkook returning the gesture as his eyes curl up into a smile.

“Love you” he swallows.

“Love you too” you pucker your lips, watching as he leans over the table to press a kiss to your lips.

We special 🤭☝🏼

only you | y.j.i

-> the first i love you m.list

pairing... bf!jeongin x gn!reader tags... fluff, established relationship, soft pda, skz teasing their maknae 😖

jeongin doesn’t like affection. except when it comes from you, and only you.

wc... 933 words a/n... inspired by this request! this took much longer to write than i would've liked hahaha,, but here it is! it's a bit different that the others but i really did enjoy making it so i hope you all enjoy <3 let me know what you think!!!

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“This can't actually be my mission, it's impossible!” Jisung exclaimed in disbelief. He showed the camera his paper which read ‘Hug I.N for 5 seconds.’

Everyone knew that the youngest of the group valued his personal space, which posed a huge challenge for Jisung. It didn’t help that Jisung was terribly obvious about his mission, making his target even harder to catch. He spent the whole day chasing Jeongin around the venue of their shoot trying to wrap his arms around the boy. But, it was all to no avail, and he had failed his mission—which surprised no one.

Although the shoot was finished and the missions were over, Jisung was still trying to succeed, even getting the other members to help him.

“Yah, get away from me!” Jeongin laughed as he moved to shield himself behind the black couch by the dressing room's wall, crouching down in an attempt to protect himself. “Why are you all chasing me? I've done nothing wrong!”

“You know, all you’ve done is corner yourself. Now Jisung is guaranteed to get you.” Seungmin remarked unhelpfully from the corner of the room, where he watched the whole scene with an amused smile on his face.

Jeongin’s jaw dropped as Jisung moved forward to grab him, but the younger boy quickly escaped. However, Jisung managed to capture his arm, keeping him from leaving successfully.

“I got you, Innie-ah! Now you have to accept my hug!” Jisung taunted in a singsong voice, as Jeongin wriggled his arm.

“I don't want your hugs. I don’t want your affection, shoo! Leave me and my personal space alone,” he cried, trying to pull away from his captor.

Minho scoffed at the youngest as he continued to struggle in Jisung's grasp. “Don't lie, you loooove affection. We see you with Y/n all the time, you stick to her like a puppy to its mother!”

As if on cue, the door to the dressing room creaked open, drawing the eight boys’ attention to the person walking through.

“Y/n!” Jeongin came running to you, finally breaking free from Jisung's hold. He hid behind your back, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. “Save me, please. They’re trying to attack me, or something.”

Taken aback, you laughed as you watched Minho point at Jeongin and shout, “See, you just proved my point!”

Jeongin tucked his head into your neck, shielding himself from his older members’ teases. You greeted the other members with a shy smile, dragging yourself and your koala of a boyfriend to sit on the couch.

“What did you guys do to him?” After a failed attempt to pry Jeongin off of your body, you gave up and leaned back on the couch as the other boys continued to tease him.

“We didn’t do anything! He won’t let us do anything.” Jisung crossed his arms and playfully pouted.

“Alright, alright,” Chan lightly tugged Jisung towards the door. “Let's let the love birds have some alone time.”

Jeongin scrunched his nose at the title, making some of the guys snicker.

“We'll be back in ten minutes, don't do anything dumb!” With that, the seven boys left you and Jeongin alone to lounge on the dressing room couch.

Though he was still sprawled atop your body, Jeongin seemed to relax at the absence of his members and melt further in your arms, making you smile at the boy.

“So, what was all that about?” You tangled your fingers in Jeongin’s curls, twirling the soft strands.

“Jisung had a dumb mission for our video and they all ganged up on me.” He looked up at you with a pout situated on his face. “They’re bullies, I’m telling you.”

Jeongin buried his face in your neck, rubbing his face against the soft fabric of your turtleneck. You gently massaged the base of his nape, humming as you urged him to continue his story.

“I was running away from them all day, mostly to make Jisung fail his mission,” he let out a chuckle. “But I also didn't feel up for any of their affection. I don't like when people get all up in my personal space.”

“What? But you love when I'm all affectionate with you,” you teased, poking at your boyfriend's cheek.

“Yeah, I’m only like that with you! You make me feel giddy and happy and sweet when I’m around you.” Jeongin mumbled into your shirt. “But that's probably because I love you.”

Your eyes widened at his confession and you nervously let out a breathy laugh. “What did you just say?”

“I love you?” Jeongin tilted his head up at you, confusion clouding his eyes. “Have I not told you that before?”

“No, no you have not,” you laughed softly as you gently moved him off your chest and guided his head so that you were eye-to-eye. “You really mean it?”

Jeongin flashed a gentle smile, showing off his adorable dimples, and brought his hand to the side of your face. His thumb brushed the apple of your cheek as he replied, “Of course I mean it. I love you, and only you”

You placed your hand over his and guided it back to place it on your neck. You pulled him into a hug, your arms tightened around his middle and you whispered into his ear “I love you, too, Innie.”

Behind the door, you could vaguely hear Jisung whining about failing his mission, but you paid him no mind. You were already set on soaking up the rest of your ten minutes of peace with your one and only sweet, cuddly, and affectionate boyfriend in your arms.

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kinktober (october 11th) miguel o'hara x fem reader (breeding)

warnings - choking, breeding kink, female orgasm

when miguel had promised to fuck you good, you never meant this good. with his hand around your neck and his legs cornering your own, you were practically trapped. he had been at it for ages. changing from doggy style, cow girl, reverse cow girl... anything. not that you were complaining. it was like he was crazy. saliva had slightly dripped down his chin and his eyes weren't the normal brown they were. his fangs were out and baring at you in a nearly threating way that made you clench around him.

you moan softly and grind against him as much as you can in this position. he growls and shakes his head, tightening his grip. "want a baby." he muttered under his breath. your eyes widen and before you can think, you cum around him. your thighs shake and you groan, squirming away from him as best you can. he smirks slightly and his pace quickened.

"you want that? want me to fill you up with my baby, huh?" he questioned under his breath. your eyes roll in to the back of your head and you whine. "please. put a baby in me." you murmured. he grins and changes the angle of his hips slightly, fucking you deeper in to the mattress. you claw at his back with your nails as your eyes clench shut. "fucking a baby right in to you, cariño..." (sweetheart)

୨⎯ 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 ⛧

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