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anonymous asked:

Since requests are open if you don't mind could ya do a extra petty MC/Reader giving RFA++ a case of blue balls because they got into an argument over the littlest thing. If you don't want to I completely understand. Thank you ❤️ AND I ABSOLUTELY LOVE YOUR WRITING LIKE THIS ANON MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE TAKEN SOME TIME TO READ EVERYTHING ON YOUR MASTERLIST🙄❤️

Lol, I kept laughing everytime I read this request, idk why. Thank you, honey, hope u like this!^^


RFA with a MC on sex strike (NSFW-ish)


Zen

  • He was late for dinner with your family. Again.
  • When he finally arrived, you pretended that everything was fine, and everybody believed, including Zen.
  • So after you two get home, he’s pretty sure you’ll be in a good mood and ready to play with the beast a little… WRONG!
  • “Good night, Hyun.” You turn your back on him and keep it like this all night. And so it continued for the next two weeks.
  • TWO. WEEKS!
  • And he thought the beast would be crazy, drooling and biting its leash, but… the beast now is just a puppy curled up in a corner, whining.
  • You wish you could say you feel bad for him, but in your defense, it’s not the first time he prioritizes work over you, as he told a million times before he wouldn’t do.
  • So yeah, you’re kinda having fun looking at him pouting at you and trying to get more than a quick kiss or hug.
  •  And though he’s struggling so much, he knows why you’re doing this, he deserves. But he needs to focus, he can’t keep forgetting his lines and missing marks like this, if you at least went to watch the musical he’s been working so hard…
  • You might be mad at him, but you wouldn’t lose a premiere of his new musical, it must be really good for him to keep dumping you in order to rehearse for this.
  • And boy… it’s not only good, it’s AMAZING! Maybe it’s because you’re missing him as well, but… this character of his seems a little sexier.
  • As soon as the musical is over, you run to his dressing room. “Hey, babe… did you like the mus…mmmmm.” You practically attack him.
  • “B-babe?” “Why didn’t you tell me this was the musical that was taking all your time?” you ask, but don’t even let him answer, your mouth is on his again.
  • Zen is shook, but in a good way. He’s kinda relieved you missed him as much as he missed you.
  • “B-babe… let me… ahh… let me just take the costume off…” he says breathlessly while you kiss his neck. “I want you to keep it on.”
  • Okay… so who’s the real beast here?

 

Yoosung

  • He failed one of his tests in college. The one he did the morning after pulling an all nighter to play LOLOL
  • You can’t count all the times you told him to forget this game and go to sleep that night. Did he listen? No. So now here he is whining about this exam and you’re not having it.
  •  All he wanted was a little… comfort from you after the test fiasco.
  • “Go play some LOLOL or whatever to get that comfort, since this works so well for you.” And you go back to your book.
  • That long book you’ve been reading for two weeks and a half now, it must be good since you’re not paying any attention to your boyfriend. Any kind of attention.
  • This poor baby, he could handle not having sex when he was single, but he never prepared himself to be without it when you came along.
  • So yeah… he’s back to those very loooong showers and that constant nervous state of mind from when he was single.
  • But he never shows it in front of you, so you’re pretty sure he’s doing fine without smexy times…
  • And he is, most of the times, the problem here is that it feels like he’s grounded, like a little kid. Because he behaved a like a little kid and ugh… he feels so pathetic.
  • So he replaces those long showers for long study sessions, he needs to ace the next test to get his grades and his relationship back on track.
  • And you’re not made of steel, so of course you help him study. And having this boy so close, so focused, acting so serious and mature… it’s so sexy…
  • “Earth to MC?” he calls for you as he notices you keep staring at him. “I… think you understand a lot about the… constitution of amphibian’s hearts now, Yoosung.”
  • “You think? Well, we’ve been studying for a couple of hours now and… hum… MC?” you keep coming close to him, he’s shuddering.
  • “Why don’t we focus in human’s heart right now? For example, mine and how you’re making it race by acting so grown up…” you manage to sit on his lap, and he’s sweating as you nip his jaw lightly.
  • “M-MC… what about… my test tomorrow?” “It’s early, you need some encouragement for tomorrow and after I’m done with you, you’ll sleep like a baby.”
  • That’s exactly what happened. And after he aced his test, you gave him a reward.

Jaehee

  • Of course you like Zen’s DVDs, okay? You just don’t like that’s the only thing you two watch.
  • You want her to relax and have fun, but… come on, she really needs to be that selfish and not even consider your suggestions for movie night?
  • And she gets so in the mood after watching it, so generally movie night leads to something else… well, not tonight.
  • You doze off in the couch while the DVD is still playing and wake up a little later, telling her you’re tired and going to bed now… oh, okay.
  • And every movie night has been ending like this for a couple of weeks now…
  • Okay, sex is not the most important thing in this relationship, she enjoys just spending time with you without getting all hot and bothered.
  • But… a woman has her needs, you know?
  • And Zen’s DVDs may do the trick for a while, but… she’s missing the real thing… with you…
  • She handles pretty well, but she keeps getting distracted at work and getting a little snappy even at Zen in the chat room.
  • But she knows why you’re mad and… well, it wouldn’t kill her to give a chance to your choices, would it?
  • So yeah, she’s wondering how to discuss it with you and apologize after you two close the café for the day.
  • And you’re kinda worried you’re being too harsh on her, since she’s obviously acting like she’s in some kind of abstinence crisis.
  • So time to make it up for lost time… “Honey, do you mind showing me how to do that brownie dough again?”
  • She sighs, she’s so tired, but you just called her ‘honey’, how can she say no? She stands by your side, you hands moving messily around the dough on purpose.
  • “No, MC. It’s not like this, it’s just…” “Why don’t you guide my hands? Here, you can come behind me.” Lord help her…
  • She’s behind you, but her hands are not guiding yours, they’re all over your body.

Jumin

  • He got jealous of an old friend of yours.
  • No matter how much you told him this guy was almost like a brother, he was still acting cold and distant.
  • Usually when this happens, you give him the most passionate kiss you can, and you two end up in bed, but… he can’t get away this easy this time, not with such a good friend of yours…
  • Is he acting cold? You’re acting colder as you told him you were sleeping with Elizabeth in the guest room that night.
  • And so it continued for the last three weeks.
  • Okay, this man lived not minding sex for a very long time, so he should be fine, right?
  • WRONG! He lived fine without sex because he had no idea it could be this good with someone he loves.
  • Though he looks all calm and collected, deep inside he could climb up walls in despair.
  • He’s drinking more wine than usual and coming back from work more and more exhausted.
  • You’re feeling a little bad? Yes, but just remembering how your friend said goodbye to you telling he didn’t want to put you in trouble with your fiancée makes your blood boil and you end up enjoying this punishment a little longer.
  • But then you get a call from Jaehee asking if something is going on, since Mr. Han is acting really weird, getting all distracted and rude to some employees.
  • Ugh… you didn’t want to harm his job and his employees… also, you miss him too.
  • So you show up to his office for your usual lunch with him, not so usual when you sit on his lap, he widens his eyes as he realizes you’re not wearing panties.
  •  “I-I apologize for what happened with your friend, MC, I…”. You reach for his ear “You’ve been a bad boy to me, and I already punished you enough. Am I not being bad to you right now?”
  • “I… yes, kitten. A little.” “So… what are you waiting for? To punish me?” his lips crash to yours as you smile teasingly.
  • Mr. Han was calm for the rest of the afternoon, the employees now are trying to find when it’s your birthday to send you a gift.


Saeyoung

  • Honestly, you don’t even remember why you were fighting.
  • Probably it was because of a bunch of little things that turned into a big thing as you usually don’t discuss a lot.
  •  Because he quickly fixes what he did wrong with some big weird gesture like showing up at your workplace dressed as a teddy bear to apologize, you laugh and forget why you were mad before.
  • Which is usually adorable, but talking like the two adults you are would be better in order to not get into big messy fights like this last one.
  • And since you’re not even talking, he wasn’t expecting you would let him touch you, so… yeah, he’s pretty conformed he’s not getting any of that.
  • But after almost three weeks, he’s starting to freak out a little.
  • And since he doesn’t have his job anymore to hide himself in his office and just work, he’s spending even more time with his brother.
  • Saeran knows these bonding moments are important, but… ugh, his brother is getting even more clingy than usual.
  • Seriously, his brother is annoying him more than he normally does, making him do these weird hobbies like pedicure and gardening.
  • “Go easy on my brother, MC.” Saeran asks you bluntly, but deep inside he wants to beg on his knees for you to take his brother away from him, because he’s driving him nuts.
  • And though it’s kinda of funny, you’re worried for both twins. Saeran really needs his own space and you… need your boyfriend.
  • So at night, when you finally roll your body to face Saeyoung in bed, you smile sweetly and stroke his hair.
  • Your mouth finds his quickly and he has no shame in showing how desperate he is and how much he missed you.
  • “I’m sorry. Let’s not fight anymore, please?” “We’ll fight again, but it will be fine as long as we talk about it, okay?” he nods, and your lips crash against his again.
  • “MC, before we continue, just know that’s been three weeks of sexual frustration, I hope you don’t have any plans tomorrow because I won’t allow you to leave this bed so soon, copy that?”
  • You copied, and neither of you walked straight for the next two days, which grossed Saeran out.

Title: Metallic Finale

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Jumin Han x MC/Reader/You

Summary: so the idea for the entire finale was from this evil critter:
The idea of Metallic was born from the very request of MC going to a platonic ride with Zen and to this request here regarding a convo Jumin and Zen had that goes, “If something happens to me, protect her for me.”

a/n❗️ have fun reading, everyone!! this is the fin of Metallic!
for those who have messaged me throughout the course of the story and took their time to show support, thank you so much!
we’ve now reached the end! but the end does not always mean that it’s going to be gone. sometimes, it’s the start of a new beginning.
i love all of you! you know who you are guys. anon or not, unanswered messages or not, i treasure you all. it was an interesting roller coaster ride. thank you for everyone who rode with me throughout. pls never forget that ♡
see you guys on my next fanfic project: Frostbite.

after story/epilogue will follow.

Part 11.

Disclaimer❗️ this prompt is based on days 7 - 9 of Jumin’s route but i took it from there. fic might contain themes that is not suitable for some audiences.
you’ve been warned!

update mentions❗️
@the-sloth-woman ;; @yuri-luciel ;; @ell3nj0y ;; @yoruwasu ;; @jetblckcrow ;; @thewibblywobblyfamilybusiness ;; @brightandkawaii​ ;; @directorjumin​ ;; @ihavenotfallenyet​ ;; @a-rattling-skeleton​ ;;

❝ My heart is running on empty
One more day and then we go
Yeah, the time goes on now
Don't ask me how
I don't know
We'll be home tomorrow
But a thousand miles too far away
Say you won't forget and I'll be okay

At least tonight
It's just you and me and honestly
That's everything I need

I don't wanna fall out
But we're all out of time
(Is this over?)(Don't want an ending)
In one day
No way you'll be mine
(Is this over?)(Don't want an ending) Tonight's the countdown
'Til the day we're not around
(Is this over?)
(Don't want an ending)
And you're gone
And we're on with our lives
(Is this over?)
(Don't want an ending)
No, don't want an ending ❞

“Jump!”
You heard him shout from 2 floors below, his arms wide open, anticipating your fall. You thought twice regarding this as you pondered whether you’d be able to land towards his arms perfectly. You highly doubted whether it’s a safe alternative since it is high above ground and you know that the speed versus pull of gravity while falling might cause fatal results.
But his eyes looked at you as if what he’s telling you to do was the easiest thing on earth.

His face showed no second-thoughts. He looked so sure that he’d be able to catch you despite the circumstances. What if you land on the wrong foot? What if you’re going to break one of his bones as he catch you? What if you both are going to be hurt? You debated whether you’d be able to successfully orchestrate the fall. You couldn’t predict where you’d be able to land or whether he’d be able to successfully catch you in his arms. You were a nervous wreck since you’re on the second floor and the building was pretty high itself.

You shook your head as you swallowed hard, your heart beating like crazy against your chest when you heard the growing commotion inside the room. You can hear Seven’s distress as Yoosung grunted in pain when he was forced to the ground, his shoulder hitting something hard.
You wanted to badly help them.
But you knew it’ll put their efforts in vain if you interject now.

“Jump!” You heard Seven’s voice thundered as he tried to stand up. Your kidnapper stared at you with the coldest of smiles but what puzzled you is why he left Yoosung and Seven alone and dashed out of the room instead. You were jerked out of your reverie when you heard Seven speak again as he draped Yoosung’s arms around his shoulders to aid him in standing up.
“Jump, MC. Jumin and Zen are downstairs. We’ll follow you there. Go now!”

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anonymous asked:

that anon was so rude, don't listen to them, your imagines are the best <3 also there was that other anon who said they'd like more jealous grizi but i'd actually love it if you could make an imagine/smut where you're the one being jealous! ofc i know you're really busy but if you have some time to do it i'd be really grateful, thanks!

u are so nice, thank u so much!!! 

and i loved that idea, but hope u like the imagine more than i do. it seems a bit rushed i think??? i’m not good with writing jealousy tbh, i suck so much at it… 

i think i will re-write this imagine later today lol. (it’s one of those i haven’t had the time to work on as much, but i wanted to post something, and i will edit it asap)

(also i haven’t made it a smut one bc i have so many smut requests rn, but if u want me to, i can add a smut scene to this imagine later on) 😌💓


For what feels like the thousandth time today, you hear Antoine snicker on the couch next to you, his phone in his hands and his feet propped up on the coffee table. It’s relatively dark in your living room as it is past eleven already, the only sources of light being the TV flickering in the corner of the room and Antoine’s phone screen, which illuminates his face and leaves no doubt that he is, in fact, laughing again. 

With a quiet — hopefully almost inaudible — sigh, you roll your eyes ceiling-ward. Not that Antoine would have noticed anyway; he’s way too engrossed in that oh so funny conversation that he has on his phone. 

Of course his laugh doesn’t usually bother you at all. As a matter of fact, it is one of your favorite sounds in the world. There is nothing better than knowing that the person you love the most is happy. However, you know who he’s talking to, and that’s what gets on your nerves. Or rather, who. Whatever. 

“Y/N,” Antoine chuckles, leaning over to you and shoving his phone in your face. Even the fact that he has the screen’s brightness turned up so high pisses you off. And then you’re even more pissed off because of your own huffiness. “Check this out.” 

It’s a meme. A fucking meme. A pretty funny one, too, but you can’t bring yourself to laugh because there really isn’t any humor to be found in the current situation. 

“Hm,” is all you say. Another message pops up on the screen and Antoine is quick to retrieve his phone so that he can read it. If possible, you’re even more annoyed now. 

It’s Charlotte he’s talking to. One of his childhood friends from France, who comes to almost every match, flies over to Madrid to visit him more than just a few times every year, and always brings a nice bikini and a Griezmann jersey. Even if there aren’t any games scheduled. 

That doesn’t sound that bad. You’d thought so, too. At least until you learned that she’s not only his childhood friend, but his childhood girlfriend. The first one he’s ever had. And you hadn’t even found out from Antoine — no, it was Charlotte herself who had told you. Nice. 

Quietly, Antoine laughs again. 

“Would you shut up, please? I’m trying to watch this movie,” you hiss. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Antoine’s head turn to face you, his eyebrows raised and his blue eyes glistening with surprise. 

“I’m … sorry?” he mumbles slowly, like he doesn’t really know what to say. Like he doesn’t know what your problem is. You want to laugh. Or maybe hit him. “Didn’t seem like you were watching it.”

“What?” 

“I don’t know. You were staring at the TV but … never reacted to any scene. Sorry.” He shrugs. 

You snort. “How would you know?”

Again, Antoine’s eyebrows perk up. “What do you mean?” 

“You’re only paying attention to your phone, aren’t you? So how would you know?” 

At that, Antoine’s eyes study you intently, his body doesn’t move at all. He’s biting the inside of his cheek, making his cheekbones all the more prominent. It’s something he always does when he’s deep in thought. 

“Are you mad at me?” he asks after a while. His voice sounds careful and a little rougher than usual. 

“No.” 

Even though you are looking at the TV again (not really watching the movie, obviously), you can feel Antoine looking you up and down ruminatively. 

“It’s just Charlotte.”

You draw a deep breath. “It is never ‘just Charlotte’.” 

“Okay,” Antoine says, stretching the ‘a’ as he turns around to face you completely. He even has the good grace to put his phone down on the table. “I don’t think I’m with you.” 

“Forget it, Antoine.” 

He groans. “Just tell me. I don’t want you to be mad.” 

“I’m not mad.” The eye roll that follows your sentence probably tells a different story, though. Antoine seems to think so, too, because he slouches his shoulders in exasperation. “I’m just not as much of a Charlotte fan as you are, apparently.” 

“What?” he laughs, but it sounds confused. “I thought you liked her?” 

“I did like her. Until she told me that she’s your ex and … I don’t know. You just … you talk a lot, don’t you? And she knows you really well. And— she’s pretty, too.” 

You have never felt this dumb before. Of course you’re still annoyed but Antoine is looking at you like he still can’t completely see what your point is, and there’s still a small, confused smile playing at the corners of his lips. 

Also, admitting that you may or may not be jealous of Charlotte is kind of hard, especially since you know that Antoine probably won’t understand your point of view and definitely won’t change anything about his relationship with Charlotte. And it makes you feel like an asshole, in a way. You should be happy that he has people from his past who are still in his present, who support him and remind him of where he’s from, of who he used to be. 

It still sort of sucks, though. 

Antoine blinks twice before he answers.

“Yes, we do. But I also talk a lot to my physiotherapist. And my coach. And Koke. And my car workshop owner. But I’m not dating any of these people.” 

“That’s not funny, Antoine. I’m serious.” 

Antoine shrugs. “So am I. You’re my girlfriend and Charlotte is my ex who I happen to still get along well with. Who cares? I don’t have any feelings left for her. She’s not the one I want to wake up next to, or who I want to see every day, or who I want to kiss whenever I feel like it. That’s you, and you know that.” 

You look at him, digging your teeth into your bottom lip. Antoine is smiling now. Like, really smiling. Full mega-watt smiling. 

“You don’t really think I’d ever try to replace you?” With one swift movement, he’s got his arm wrapped around your shoulders and pulls you close to his firm body. Then, he presses a soft kiss to the top of your head. “I love you, Y/N.” 

“I know. I’m sorry,” you sigh, resting your hand against his chest. “I didn’t mean to be such a bitch to you.”

“It really wasn’t that bad,” he says. “Oh, and for the record; you look way better in my jersey.” 

He doesn’t touch his phone for the rest of the night. 

Blowjob (Sammy Wilk Imagine)
  • Anon requested: "Write a Sammy Wilk imagine please"Y/N's POV
  • I am going to sleep over my best friends house tonight. My best friend is Sammy Wilk. We have been friends for a while now, and he's honestly one of the few boys I could trust, he's never tried anything with me. I knocked on his door, his mom opened it. "Hey Y/N, how are you?" she said, as she greeted me with a hug and kiss. "Good, how are you?" I replied. "Good, good. I expect for you to be here for Sammy right?" She asked. "Yes ma'am" I answered. "Ok, he's upstairs in his room." she said, as she bgean to walk to door, I guess she was going somewhere. I began to walk to his room. I get to Sammy's door, I walk right in. He was naked, and he turned towards the door and I saw his dick. Oh my gosh it was big, even if it was soft. "Sorry" I said as I walked out. He walked out the room, in boxers, this time. "Forget that happened, baby girl" he said, and softly pulled me into his room. He then put on a white tight tank top and gray sweatpants. He put on a movie, but I was only thinking about his dick, I just wanted to suck it. <i> Woah, woah, did I just think about that. </i> I've never had feelings for Sam, in any way and I've never thought about a boy like that. Sam and I were cuddling as we were watching the movie together. He was into the movie, I wasn't, I wanted to suck his dick right now. "Hey baby girl? Why are you not watching the movie right now?" He asked, stopping all my thoughts I was having. "Sammy, can I ask you something?" I asked. "Of course" he said. "So have you ever had any fantasies with me?" I asked. "What type?" He asked. "You know, the sexual ones" I said, as I bit my finger in a seductive way. "N-no" he said as he stuttered. <i> That very noticeable boner was telling me other wise. </i> "Oh really?" I said in a seductive way, as I began to rub his dick through his sweats. His fucking cock must be huge because he has boxer under the sweats, and the bulge was still very noticeable. "Y/N w-what are you d-doing?" He said as he kept stuttering. "I wanna give you a favor, daddy" I said. I rubbed his cock a few more times, then I pulled down his pants. Fuck, his fucking monster cock, was revealed. I got off the bed, and I get on my knees. He sits on the edge of the bed. I put his cock in my mouth. I start to suck on the tip very slowly. "Damn baby, don't be afraid, put the whole thing in your mouth" Sammy says. I do as I'm told. I start to suck on it at a faster rate than I was before. Sammy moans. I start to deep thorat until I make a gag noise. "Fuck Y/N do that again". I do it again. "Fuck baby girl" Sammy says. I take it out my mouth, "Are you enjoying it, daddy?" I asked in a seductive way. "Hell yeah Y/N" he says. "Let's try something else" he adds, as he gets up and puts his dick in my mouth again. He holds my head and starts humping it into my mouth at a very fast rate. I make so many gagging noises. He thursts a few more times. "Fuck Y/N, I'm close" he says. I take it out my mouth, push him onto the bed, and get on my knees again, and I start sucking on that huge fucking cock. I start sucking very fast, faster than I have already done. "Damn Y/N, I'm gonna..." he says, without finishing his sentence, he cums in my mouth. He moans, and does the "O" face. I swallow all of his cum. "Damn baby girl, who would've thought the innocent one could do all that" he says. I just smirk. "Can you give me another one before my mom comes home?" He asks with a smirk. "Of course, daddy" I said, seductively.