[BREAKING NEWS] NU’EST W ACHIEVE THEIR NO.1 DREAM OF A MUSIC SHOW 1ST WIN 6 YEARS AFTER DEBUT! From almost disbanding to no.1!!
NU’EST W got their 1st Win on M Countdown Today with WHERE YOU AT!! 😭 I’M A PROUD ㄴㅇㅅㅌRN! I’VE PRAYED YRS FOR THIS I’M CRYING, IM’M SHAKING MY HEART IS BEATING OUT OF MY CHEST
I EXPECTED A RIVER OF TEARS OF TEARS BUT THE MEMBERS WERE SO SHOCKED, THEY WERE IN AWE, THEY JUST STARTED AT EACH OTHER LOOKING SO CONFUSED! JR WAS SO SHOCKED HIS VOICE WOULDN’T COME OUT!!
ㄴㅇㅅㅌ’shave been dreaming about this 6 yrs. People underestimate how much pain comes from your ult. never ever winning. Groups somehow get 15 wins in a row, don’t you think ㄴㅇㅅㅌ’s sometimes get jealous? We felt miserable knowing 1st win was the members dream since debut they never got. It’s a shame now a members has been taken away. At 16, Minhyun wrote in the fan cafe in 2012 how much he wanted 1st win, so Its sad he can’t share this win he wanted to experience so badly with his family NU’EST, However, that’s why they are now a sub-unit “NU’EST W” so ‘NU’ESTs’ first win will be in 2019 when Minhyun returns. Whenever NU’EST receive success they sacrifice 10x more than anyone else to get it!
BEING ABUSED BY PLEDIS, EXILED IN JAPAN FOR 2 YRS, BEING CALLED FLOPS, SLEPT ON, RUMOURS, REDUCING THEMSELVES TO TRAINEES, BEING ROASTED ALIVE JOINING PD101 AS A CHANCE TO SAVE THEMSELVES FROM DISBANDING, AND GOING THROUGH LIVING HELL IN ORDER TO NOT GIVE UP ON THEIR DREAM HAVE ALL LED TO THIS VERY MOMENT!!
I know Minhyun to watched their 1st Win on T.V and cried, upset he’s not there but so so so proud of his family!
Aron cried the SO MUCH. Jackson,Mark and Peniel all hugged him tight when he did! Ren went after Aron to console him! He see’s he is loved too after being left behind, and that leaving his family in the USA at 18 and coming to Korea to live his dream was finally worth it
Baekho was in absolute shock!! None of them believed this was year! He made a wish to the moon in 2012 saying that he doesn’t have any other wish but to get 1st win. I hope he knows his father is looking down on him proudly.
Ren teared up, consoled Aron, tried to give the mic of JR but he couldnt speak. He looked at the fans which the MASSIVE amount of love in his eyes!! his helpless devotion to loves and the members to finally paying off. Even thought he said he felt like running away he stayed- he now knows he is loved for his talent.
JR WAS IN SHOCK, CHOKED UP WHEN HE TRIED TO DO A SPEECH, THEY ALL JUST STARED AT EACH OTHER IN AWE FOR 5 MINS! He who at 13 joined a company as their 1st male trainee thinking they’d make his dream come true, but instead exiled into foreign countries, constantly blaming himself for their failure. HE KNOWS he lead NU’EST to victory! After the BRUTAL pain he endured as leader he now knows it wasn’t his fault, and he is loved, cherished and the best leader there ever was. He got his 1st win after 6 years, not only as NU’ESTs leader, but as the Nation’s Leader.
DEAR NU’EST, YOU ALMOST DISBANDED A COUPLE MONTHS AGO, BUT NOW YOU ARE ON TOP AND HAVE GOTTEN YOUR NO.1 DREAM, A 1ST WIN, AS NU’EST W.
JR REN ARON BAEKHO MINHYUN YOU ARE VERY DEFINITION OF TALENT, FAMILY, LOVE AND HARD AND! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR NEVER EVER GIVING UP! I WAITED 6 YEARS FOR THIS AND I’M SO HAPPY I GOT TO SPENT IT WITH YOU.
I WRITE THIS WITH TEARS IN MY EYES.
YOU DESERVE THIS, THANK YOU FOR INSPIRING THE WHOLE WORLD TO NEVER GIVE UP ON THEIR DREAM WITH YOUR REVERSAL STORY.
We keep B.A.P at number one on the Mnet chart and that’s really amazing, however this doesn’t garantee the boys will get a win on M countdown, we have a chance, but please don’t get discouraged if B.A.P doesn’t win. The exposure the boys are getting is extremely beneficial, look around, theres new babys everywhere! *O*
So even if they don’t win (and I´m really hoping they do win) keep streaming the MV, keep sharing on SNS, keep spreading the music and the boys that we love!
I am not a popular Tumblr blog, right now as I write this I only have 124 followers. This post won’t be seen by enough people to even spread my message but I still need to share it. I want everyone to see this. I want what I am about to write invoke a feeling in the reader. I want people to read this and really think about how they look at the world. This will probably be a more personal post and I will make another more general one.
If you really are interested in what I am going to say then under the cut will be a bit about myself, a speech I heard, my thoughts on equal rights for the LGBTQ+ community, and a short story that I wrote to contribute to the movement. If you care, actually care then read this. I am begging you to spread my message. I am so insignificant but I want to do something no matter how small my contribution is.
alright, here we motherfucking go!! this is gonna suck so bad, this is the imagine me and my girly girl wrote, go follow her if you haven’t already @zombiexbody. ps she could have so written this better. but i gave it my best shot. i hope i did it justice! pps sorry it’s so long (pun intended) ON WITH IT!! and thanks again girl for helping me make this sexy shit up!! <3
the night air was chilled against your skin as you overlooked the camp. thoughts of the earlier battle still fresh in your mind.
you won. you all had won.
you still couldn’t believe it. but here you stood, in a high room in ecberts castle. wearing an extremely thin nightdress that hugged your frame just right.
you smiled, remembering when you and ubbe had taken down a saxon man together. the blood lusted smile he gave you was enough to make you hot all over.
hell, all the brothers made you hot all over.
you had known the brothers for as long as you could remember. your mother died during birth and your father had killed himself after, leaving you all alone in this cold, cruel world.
that is until queen aslaug found you, just two years of age stumbling around in a meadow not far from kattgat. she had taken you in, and with the help of ragnar, they raised you into the powerful viking woman you were today.
you had grown up with the boys, training with them, raiding with them, and now, winning with them.
what more could you ask for?.
you sighed happily, gazing up to the star ridden sky “i hope i am making you both proud” you whispered, hoping that both aslaug and ragnar could hear you from valhalla.
oh how you missed them.
you thought back to when ragnar first taught you how to use an axe.
“i cannot do it” a seven year old you whined loudly, throwing the stupid axe to the damp earths ground. ragnar chuckled and bent over to pick it up.
“of course you can, (y/n). it is simple”
“easy for you too say” you mumbled making ragnar laugh even louder.
ragnar loved seeing you frustrated. it made him feel young again. seeing you like this brought out a side of him he hadn’t seen for years.
“c’mon, love. one more time?” he asked, a slight pout on his lips. you sighed and once again picked up the axe into your blistered and bruised hands.
“like this” ragnar said, slowly batting his sharp axe with yours. the metal against metal sounds causing a pleasent feeling to erupt in your belly. you started hitting back like he said, only with harder force
“good!, good, love. keep going” ragnar encouraged a bright youthful smile overtaking his face. which made you smile.
finally, you hit his axe with so much force, it flew out of his hand.
ragnar looked at you, then the axe, then you again.
“son of a whore” he whispered in astonishment. before you could say anything he ran over to you full force and tackled you.
you screamed with laughter, the axe falling from your grip as ragnar started to tickle you
“aaaahhh!!! ragnar!!, stop!!” you screamed, tears falling from your eyes as you thrashed against the older man.
finally he stoppped, allowing you too breathe.
ragnar sighed happily and rolled over on his back taking you with him, letting you rest on his stomach.
“well done, love. well done” he panted, petting your head softly. his harsh breaths making you go up and down.
“does this mean i am a fierce viking now?” you asked voice scratchy from laughing. ragnar smiled and kissed your head.
“you always were a fierce viking, (y/n)”
you smiled, but it faltered.
“what’s wrong?” he asked, worry etching across his features.
“do…..do you love me like you do your real children?”
ragnar was taken aback by this. he always thought he had expressed his love for you openly and plain for you too see. he guessed he was wrong.
he leaned down and looked you dead in the eyes, his electric blue ones connecting with yours
“in my eyes you are my child. i love you so very much, love”
you smiled at this and kissed his cheek.
“i love you too, father”
it had been the first and certainly not last time you had called him father. you hadn’t realized you were crying until a tear had hit the soft yet rough skin of your palm.
you wiped it away quickly, as if someone was watching.
you walked off the terrace and into the room you were residing in and sat on the bed. it was much softer then the beds at home, but in your eyes, they were ugly. you missed the furs that lay on your bed in kattegat.
just as you were about to once again think of ragnar, there was a knock at the door.
you stood, walked over, then opened the door.
“hello, sigurd” you greeted, crossing an arm over your revealed chest. sigurds eyes flashed down to look at your poorly covered chest, then re-met your eyes
“hello, (Y/N). may i come in?” he asked his eyes never leaving yours. you nodded and moved aside, silently inviting him in.
he nodded in thanks to you and didn’t speak until the doors were closed.
“you were crying”
it wasn’t a question. the brothers could read you like a book and knew your feelings and thoughts. it slightly angered you that they could read you that easily.
you chuckled dryly and moved over to the mirror that was hanging on the wall, not looking at anything but yourself in the reflection.
your hair was hanging loosely over your shoulders, but it could not hide the new scars and bruises that you had acquired earlier that day. the bags under your eyes were hellishly dark. making your (e/c) stand out against the skin.
in your eyes, you looked horrible
“thank you for pointing that out, sigurd” you said making him smile.
“even when she’s upset she still manages to be sarcastic” he thought with a small shake of his head. he and his brothers had talked about this a million times before. they wanted you to feel better about everything.
the question was, how?.
earlier after the battle was won, the brothers had formed a plan, a plan to take their minds and yours off of everything.
sigurd just hoped it worked.
“i didn’t mean it like that, (y/n)” he muttered moving just the slightest bit closer to you.
you realized your words were a bit harsh sounding. sometimes it was hard remembering that you weren’t the only person who lost someone dear to your heart.
“i’m sorry, sigurd. forgive me”. sigurd shook his head at you through the reflection.
“ you have no reason to ask of my forgiveness” he said, then added on
“you look beautiful”. your cheeks darkened in the candle lit room under sigurds warm gaze.
“thank you, sigurd” you whispered, finally meeting his gaze through the mirror. he was walking closer, and closer, until he was standing right behind you, so close, you could feel his body heat.
he placed both hands on your waist and drew you back against his chest.
“my brothers and i were thinking. thinking of a way to make us all feel…….good”
you stood there staring at him with confusion.
“how?” you whispered, breath getting caught in your throat when he started to knead the flesh of your hips
he leaned in close and allowed his lips to brush against your ear
“does that mean that you’re interested?” he whispered, gently nipping at the flesh of your ear. you gasped lowly, wondering what the hell he was doing.
but damn did it feel good.
sure, you had had your fare share of men in the past. but being touched by someone that was so close to you made it feel all the more better. you felt like a little inexperienced girl again.
he trailed his lips from your ear to your neck, sucking and biting down your scarred neck. you moaned loudr this time, making him smirk and kiss your neck even harder.
“y-yes” you stuttered, reaching a hand back and tangling it in his hair, pulling at it by the roots.
he growled and moved his hands lower, messing with the skin that led to your sex. the room was hot now, the only sounds being your labored breaths and sigurds husky growls.
he suddenly turned you around and slammed you up against the wall, just missing the mirror, and placed a wet open mouthed kiss against your lips.
you both sighed into each others mouths, relishing the feel of his hands on your body.
sigurd placed two hands behind your thighs and hoisted you up, making your legs wrap around his waist. his crotch smashing against yours to steady you
“do you have any idea what you do to me?. to us?” he moaned against your mouth. tongue sliding in and rubbing yours.
you couldn’t answer even if you tried. the pressure coming from his crotch hitting yours was almost too much to bare. you could feel how excited he was.
you placed both hands on his face, smiling at the feel of his stubble scratching against your palms. you whimpered loudly when he bit your tongue.
you could taste the blood.
just as you were about to undo his pants, he stopped. and set you down.
“s-sigurd?, why did you-”
“i am not the only one who wants you, love. you said you were interested, yes?” he asked, cutting you off softly. you took in a deep needed breath and shook your head
“then come with me” he said holding his hand out for you to take.
you sighed shakily, the throb between your legs softly fading, but it was still very present. you reached out for your robe, but he stopped you
“love, where you’re going, you won’t be needing that” he chuckled, which made you all the more confused. you decided to take his word for it and leave with him, leaving your robe discarded.
of course wherever sigurd was leading you he had had to have been there more then once, even though you hadn’t even been there a full day, he knew his way around.
you were glancing around in wonder, sigurd having to more then once drag you along. but he’d just laugh and tell you “we have to hurry” which made you always follow quickly, wondering what he was talking about.
finally, you made it.
it was ecberts bathing pool that you had heard so many stories about. it was large and so calming.
but the sight before you made your heart beat faster then it ever had.
bjorn, hvitserk, ubbe and ivar were sitting in the pool……..naked.
of course you had seen them shirtless before, due to training and just overall living with them. but never had you seen them naked.
sigurd closed the door behind you both and stood behind you. bjorn was the first to speak.
“so, i take it she agreed” he was staring at you with an emotion you hadn’t truly seen before, it made you look away from him.
“our little girl wants to feel good. can’t blame her for that” ivar said licking his lips in your direction. you stared it at him longer then any of them.
the throb returned.
sigurd gripped your hips again forcing you to face them better, making you gasp at the sudden movement. you didn’t know what he was doing until you felt your nightdress
become losse upon your shoulders. sigurd slowly slipped the fabric down your arms and body, making you moan at the soft contact. finally it fell to the floor.
the brothers stared at you with lust darkened eyes, all of them noticably shifting where they sat. it made you smile.
your nipples hardened at the feel of a cold chill. ubbe noticed this and swam forewards, till he reached you, and held his hand out for you to take.
you smiled gently, feeling a bit coy about this whole situation, ivar knew you better then most and sensed this.
“(y/n), it is us, do not be afraid” his words eased you, and you took ubbes hand. he lead you into the pool, the hot water soothing your aching muscles.
you sighed out heavily when your body was completely envloped with water. everything was silent for a moment, the brothers taking in your beauty.
they all had thought you were the most beautiful viking woman they had ever seen. despite bjorn and ubbe being married, they couldn’t help but feel
a lovely band of arousel as they watched you float about the water. finally, you spoke.
“sigurd said something about you all having an idea on how to make us feel better. how?”. hvitserk snorted
“is it not obvious, love?” he asked making you all the more confused. “wh-what?-”
“do you not see the way we look at you, (y/n)?” bjorn cut in, staring at you like you were a pityful child.
you didn’t speak.
bjorn sighed and suddenly grabbed you by your hips and drug you over to him, he placed you on his lap.
you could feel his bare cock against your ass as he leaned in closer to speak in your ear.
“i thought we made it clear as day. our feelings about you” bjorn whispered, his lips brushing against your ear, making you shiver in the warm water.
he continued speaking “we crave you, lust for you, desire you. we want nothing more then to show you that. thus, making us all feel better”
it hit you then.
you remembered everytime you wore a tighter dress, the way they’d look at you and stop speakign when you’d walk in the room. it all made sense now.
you let out a choked moan when bjorn suddenly whipped your head to the side. you couldn’t see what he was doing, all you could feel was him gathering up pieces of your hair.
“wh-what about margrethe?-” "i may be married to her, but tonight, i lust for you. only you" ubbe said cutting you off.
his words caused you to fidget in bjorns lap. bjorn groaned and jerked your head back by your hair, pressing your back against his solid chest.
“keep doing that, and i may just have to fuck you first” he growled, pressing a chaste kiss to your neck. you hummed deeply at this.
bjorn continued to mess about your hair whilst sigurd undressed and joined you all in the water. when bjorn was done you could see what he had been doing.
he braided your hair.
he wrapped the braid around his fist and jerked your head back again making you cry out in pleasure, his rough touch making you even more needy.
“what now boys?” bjorn questioned, moving his hands away from your hair and moved them to your breasts. you moaned as he started to knead them in his large hands.
no one could answer. they stared at your breasts being man-handled by bjorn. he pinched and squeezed your hard nipples. you started unintentionally bucking your hips.
bjorn let out a deep gutteral moan that made your core quake. your hands reached back and started massaging his head, making him rest his mouth against your shoulder.
suddenly, bjorn tore you out of his lap and out of the water, laying you down against the side of the pool, legs dangling in the water.
just as you were about to question him, a hot, wet mouth started to suck on your clit.
you groaned out loudly, back arching away from the cold stone. you looked down and seen that it was in fact hvitserk, who was smirking up at you.
he lightly bit down on your clit making you cry out and grasp the back of his head, pulling him even deeper into your pussy.
his mouth prayed on your lips, sucking, biting, licking. it was all too much. “so fucking good” he whispered into your cunt, the vibrations causing you to
buck up even wilder into his mouth.
he grabbed you by the back of your thighs and dug his finger nails into your soft bruised flesh.
you wondered how you all haven’t done this before, it all felt so good. he surprised you when he stuck his tongue inside you.
“ung!! yes hvitserk!”. he loved the sound of his name leave your lips in such a lusty sinful manner.
you could feel the muscles in your stomach tighten and your cunt clenche around hvitserks tongue. when hvitserk sighed into your pussy
it made you spasm in his grasp.
he let go.
the motherfucker stopped.
you looked up, panting heavily.
“wh-why d-did you st-stop?” you whined wishing to be filled and fucked until morning come.
“because, it is your choice who has sex with you first” hvitserk said, gently pulling your shaking body back into the water.
he was about to let you swim back to sit down, but he stopped you, he placed his mouth on yours, making you sigh out in his mouth.
you could faintly taste yourself on his lips, making you quiver and moan. he pulled back and placed a small tuff of hair away from your face.
“who do you want first, love?” he asked, turning you so you could face them all. your heart and mind said all of them at once,
but you knew just one for right now. they were trying hard not to stare at your bouncing breasts as you took in harsh breaths.
you decided to tease them first.
you swam over to sigurd and sat on his lap, facing him. you turned your head and looked coyly at his brothers
as you wrapped your small fist around his hard cock. he groaned out, his head flying back to rest on the stone.
you let out a lust filled laugh and leaned in pressing your lips to his in a quick, wet, all tongued kiss.
he bucked into your small hand, the skin around the head turning a deep red. all of the brothers were sinfully gorgeous, it almost hurt to touch them.
“does it feel good, sigurd?” you whispered to him, glancing at the brothers once again. they all watched heavily as you hand fucked their brother.
“y-yes. so, so good” he whimpered, thrusting wildly. you gently swiped your thumb against his head which was now leaking pre-cum, your raised your thumb
to your mouth and sucked it clean. the taste was salty against your tongue, but oh so good. sigurd leaned forewards and kissed you hard on the mouth,
he moaned at the taste of himself and grabbed at your ass. but before he could get to excited, you let go.
he huffed annoyingly, but made no comments on why you stopped, he knew why.
“you know, i wasn’t the one who mouthed your cunt and denied you your release” he snarkely replied making you laugh.
you then crawled over to ubbe and bjorn allowing them to sandwich you inbetween them both. ubbe started kissing your back all the way up to your neck.
while bjorn kissed your lips. ubbe started thrusting his hard dick against your back, the head dragging up your tailbone.
when bjorn and you parted you smiled and laughed, throwing your head back into ubbes chest, feeling bjorns wet mouth cover your chest in hot kisses.
you smiled at ivar then who was intently watching the scene unfold infront of his eyes. you cleared your throat and spoke
“i want ivar first”
all the brothers paused watching as you stared at the youngest ragnarsson. sigurd was about to protest, but ubbe stopped him.
“whatever she wants, she gets, sigurd. remember that”. this made sigurd frown. you didn’t like that one bit. you swam over to sigurd and kissed him softly.
lips quietly smacking against each other. you then let go, giving him a gentle smile, which made him feel the slightest bit better.
you then swam over to ivar, who was sitting on a step that led into the pool. you climbed into his lap.
“are you positive you want me first, love?” ivar asked looking you deep in the eyes. you grinned widely and leaned down, kissing him deeper then any of the others.
ivar groaned softly in your mouth, gently dragging his teeth against your bottom lip. his hands wound themselves around your body like a snake claiming its prey.
you started grinding your sex against him, feeling his flacid cock become hard against your entrance.
you hummed in his mouth then pulled away, but before you could get ot his neck, he got to yours.
he slowly, nipped and licked at your neck, starting with the base of your throat.
“fuck, ivar” you moaned rolling your body against his. your pussy was wet, hot, and throbbing, clenching over and over. ready to be filled with ivars cock.
you were ready.
but before you could voice your needyness ivar flipped you both, allowing him to be top. he stared at you like you were the only person in the room.
he gently ran his fingers down your body, skimming past your breasts and just letting his fingers ghost over your skin.
it made you gasp and writhe under him.
“please, ivar. fuck me” you whined sounding so wanton and whorish.
ivar loved every minute of it.
he kissed you again, his tongue licking up the roof of your mouth, his saliva falling from his open mouth into yours.
you swallowed it and moaned bucking your hips up against him.
you grabbed his cock and placed it at your entrance. “are you sure, love?. this is what you want?” he asked.
you smirked darkly and leaned up, lips just barely touching his and whispered. “give me all you got”
ivar groaned and slammed his cock inside you.
you cried out loudly. feeling it stretch you to no end. you could feel his pre-cum drip inside you, a hot rush flying up your spine.
he started to thrust his hips up into you, so slow, but so hard. low gasps and growles were the only sounds present in the steamy bathing pool.
you opened your hooded eyes and looked up into ivars. he looked so concentraited. his eye brows pinched together, small beads of sweat gathering on his forehead.
you were fucking the boy you had grown up with. he was considered your brother, and here you were, his cock filling you, his lips sucking yours,
his fingers wound in your hair. while the other brothers watched. you glanced ot them and seen them all stroking their hard cocks.
the sight making you clench around ivars long and hard prick. he grasped your chin in his large hand and forced you to look at him.
“look at me while i fuck you” he demanded, his rough pants caressing your cheeks. you reasured him by fucking him back even harder and kissing him.
you wrapped your legs around his waist and dug your heels into his ass, forcing him deeper.
you sobbed with pleasure as he fucked you even harder. the water was sloshing around you both, when a few droplets had hit your cunt, it made you
almost explode. ivar smirked darkly and leaned down, spitting a long string of saliva on to your chest, then licked it up again.
you growled under him, body jerking upwards from his harsh thrusts. his cock felt to big inside you, you thought it was rutted stuck.
you looked down and watched as his prick dissapeared inside you, his cum falling out of you and into the water, surrounding you both.
you could feel the cord in your stomach tighten. you were ready, ready to release. your asshole and pussy were clenching, your gasps turning to shouts.
you reached up and scratched your nails against his back, you could feel his flesh tear under your fingers.
you then brought a finger to your mouth and sucked on it, ridding it of blood. ivar moaned and sucked on your bloody lip.
“i can feel it, love. your cunt tightning”. you threw your head back against the wet stone and felt ivar grasp a breast in his hand.
“you take my cock so well. it hugs me just right” you kissed him hard, his balls slapping hard against your ass the harder he went.
you could feel him hold back for you “cum, for me, (y/n). cum hard, i know you can”. at his words, you both came.
you both shouted each others names loudly. but he never stopped, he still thrusted inside you, milking out every ounce of cum he had inside him.
you hoarsly panted feeling the hot sticky cum pour out of you and slide down your pussy lips.
ivar and you laid still for a moment, relishing in the closeness. his head resting in the crook of your neck.
the other brothers laid against the stone corners panting, their release still evident in the water. the room smelled of roses, lust, and sex.
you kissed ivar again, slow and sweet. you loved how he was still inside of you. though that feeling was short lived, he pulled out of you slow,
careful not to hurt you. you missed the full feeling. for a moment nobody said anything. just laying there in the chilling water.
“what do we do now?” sigurd asked making everyone look at him. “what do you mean?” hvitserk asked.
sigurd sighed and sat up in the water “i don’t know about you four, but i sure as hell am not giving her up” sigurd said making you lightly smile.
you looked divine laying there completely naked against the third stair of the pool. braid still fully in tact, stomach and cunt covered in cum.
the brothers would never get enough of you.
“neither am i. after what just happened she’s not leaving” ivar said moving over your body againd kissing at your jaw making you laugh.
“what about margarethe, ubbe?. what are you going to do with her?, and bjorn, what about torvi?” sigurd asked. bjorn and ubbe looked at each other for a moment.
not fully knowing what to say. you sat up gently, wincing happily from the pressure that your pussy was feeling.
“we do not have to think about such things now” you decided, making the others smile.
you thought everything was over, until bjorn swam to you and picked you up, making you almost touch his lap.
“yes, dear brothers. let us not think of such things. for now let us focus on more important things”. hvitserk raised his brow at this.
“such as?”. bjorn smirked at him, then looked at you. you smiled knowing exactly what he was going to say.
1. If you could have the chance to make out with 5 celebrities, who would you choose and why?
2. If you had to be straight/gay for a day (whichever you’re currently not!), what celebrity would you most like to take on a date?
3. What is the biggest injury you’ve ever sustained and how did you do it?
4. What is the most unusual food you’ve ever eaten?
5. What is the most unique animal you’ve ever touched?
6. What are the top 5 most contrasting songs on your iTunes?
7. Which 3 countries would you LEAST like to live in and why?
8. If you could make just ONE change to this world, what would it be and why?
9. If you could wake up tomorrow and be fluent in 3 additional languages, which would you choose?
10. Which would you rather out of these 3 options? A- Be good looking and extremely intelligent but so poor you live on the streets. B- Be extremely intelligent and a millionaire but what society classes as ugly. Or C- Be good looking and a millionaire but extremely academically challenged? Why?
11. What are the top 10 movies to make you cry? (Or at least make you sad!)
12. What’s the scariest nightmare you’ve ever had? Describe it in detail.
13. Would you rather raise 25 children or have the chance of ever having children taken away? Why?
14. Would you rather go on a relaxing beach type holiday to the Caribbean, a cultural holiday to Japan or an adventure packed holiday to South Africa?
15. If you went to a desert island for just 6 months but could only take one album with you, what would you take?
16. Put these in order of your favourite movie genre to least- Horror, action, thriller, adventure, superhero, romance, drama, comedy, musical and dance?
17. If you had to lose one of the 5 senses, which would you choose and why?
18. What have been the top 3 most brilliant days of this year? Describe them in as much or as little detail as you like.
19. What do you believe we as human beings take most for granted in this world?
20. How many concerts have you been to in your life and which was your favourite? If you’ve not been to one, who would you most like to see?
21. If your life was about to become like Cheaper By The Dozen and you were going to be saddled with 12 children, what would you name 6 girls and 6 boys?
22. What’s something a stranger has said or done that you will never forget?
23. What do you think happens when we die?
24. What’s the most special hand made present you’ve ever been given?
25. What’s the most frightening thing you’ve ever seen in your life?
26. Name 5 books you think everyone should read and give a brief synopsis for each.
27. Do you believe one can fall out of love?
28. What are your three favourite sounding words?
29. Have you ever had a paranormal experience? If so, what happened?
30. Name 4 things you hope to see happen for you in the new year.
31. List the 7 deadly sins in order of the one you feel you commit the most to the one you feel you commit the least.
32. What’s your current- Desktop picture, phone screensaver, phone lock screen and Facebook Cover Photo?
33. How old were you the last time you went to visit Santa? Talk about that time.
34. Rate your first kiss on a scale of 1-10.
35. What’s the funniest dream you’ve ever had?
36. What are 3 facts you know about your favourite celebrity/character that prove you know too much?
37. Name 5 songs you wish you’d lost your virginity to? (Or would like to lose your virginity to.)
38. Name 5 songs you’d like to have sex to in general.
39. Put your iTunes on shuffle, write down the first line of five songs and give it to me as a poem.
40. Where do you stand on the death penalty? Explain your reasoning.
41. Who are your holy trinity? (3 celebrities or characters that come above any other for you.)
42. Would you rather- A. Have a prickly leaf stuck on your forehead for the rest of your life, B. Suffer 100,000 stings from stinging nettles or C. Get 200 thorns stuck in your body?
43. Top 5 WORST movies you’ve ever sat through?
44. 5 movies you thought you’d hate but ended up loving?
45. Tell a story that involves someone you had a crush on in school.
46. What’s your favourite ever television commercial and why?
47. If you woke up and had 10 million in your bank, what would be the first 3 things you did?
48. You can have 100 million but you have to give 1 million each to 3 different charities, which 3 do you choose?
49. What’s the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to you?
50. Would you make out with a person of the gender you’re not attracted to if it meant you could sleep with any celebrity/character of your choice? (If yes, you can choose the person to make out with.)
51. Name 5 facts that the vast majority of people won’t know about you.
52. When was the last time you laughed so hard that tears fell from your face and what was it at?
53. How important do you think education is?
54. Share 5 goals you want completed in the next 30 days.
55. Do you have a toy that’s really special to you and if so what is it, how did you get it?
56. What are 3 traits that you like about yourself and what are three that you dislike about yourself? Personality wise.
57. How did your name get chosen? What’s the story behind it?
58. State 8 facts about your body.
59. Have there ever been rumours spread about you? If so, share them.
60. Are you allergic to anything? If so, what?
61. Describe yourself in one word/sentence- what made you choose that?
62. What are the top five places you wish you could go before you die?
63. Share 7 facts about your childhood.
64. Share 6 facts about your home town.
65. You’re in jail! What did you do?
66. You’re given $10,000…under one condition- you cannot keep the money for yourself. Who do you give it to?
67. Share 5 things you love unconditionally.
68. What was something you used to enjoy, but was ruined for you? What’s the story behind that?
69. Describe one of the most awkward experiences of your life.
70. Put your iTunes on shuffle and write the first 10 songs that pop up. Explain why each song is on there.
71. Name 5 people who are famous who you find attractive.
72. If you got to spend an entire day with your favourite celebrity what would you choose to do and who would you choose?
73. If you could only listen to one band/artist for the rest of your life, who would you choose and why?
74. You can ask your favourite celebrity 3 questions and they’ve taken a magical truth pill so they will 100% answer honestly, what do you ask?
75. Who do you think is a really underrated celebrity and what do you love about them?
76. What were the last 3 songs you listened to and what do they mean to you?
77. Have you ever been told you look like a famous person. If so, who?
78. What song makes you cry the most?
79. Share 4 facts about your parents.
80. Share 9 facts about your family.
81. Share 5 facts about your best friend(s).
82. What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for in a partner?
83. Share 5 ways to instantly win your heart.
84. Top 10 biggest turn ons?
85. Top 10 biggest turn offs?
86. Have you ever had a poem or song written about you?
87. What is your personal definition of cheating in a relationship?
88. Give a description of the person you dislike the most.
89. Write an open but anonymous letter to a person of your choice.
90. What are your morning and evening routines?
91. If food was people, who would be your best friend, your life partner, your enemy and your ex?
pairing: jeon jungkook | reader genre: childhood friends au / fluff word count: 7,060 description: confessing has never been easy for a shy boy like jeon jungkook, but sometimes you just got to take a chance in the name of love. author’s note: to my girl @workofteaguk because you told me to write it and honestly i get all my best fluff ideas for our men with you <3 think of this as a parting gift to summer. still, i hope we’ll be free from evil essays and ridiculous websites that tell us we plagiarized our own names this school year~
For the past thirteen years of Jungkook’s life, his only semblance of confidence came in the shape of you. His own desires never had to part his lips when you said them for him. Sometimes you would just know even without him telling you as if you could read his mind in that split second. He can’t say he ever hated it either. It’s silly to say considering most kids like expressing themselves by their lonesome, but being a kid and an unbearably shy one at that, having someone as outspoken as you was an absolute godsend.
At the age of five, his mother and his godmother (your mother) dreamt and hoped that you two would find friendship in one another which ultimately succeeded. He was never quite sure what did it exactly, but from the many neighborhood excursions you dragged him on in your close-knit neighborhood and the many playdates you two were put into, he found solace in all of it and in you. He sure as hell enjoyed spending time with you over Jinho, who only wanted to put him into a headlock until he cried for mercy (or just cried, in general) because at least with you, tears came when he had to part from you.
Without a doubt, this camaraderie became a defining point in his childhood. There was no expectation of him with you, because you already saw him in his home life and him in his school life. It was undoubtedly a relationship that he cherished despite the numerous times you would drag him into trouble from sneaking out to go to the park, to hopping the fence to your house, to pranking Jinho when you stayed over. He did these things with your own coaxing until it became his own conscious will to do stuff like going to your house when he shouldn’t or letting you play his favorite video game, fully aware that you had dance practice. All for his own selfish reasons, he relished in acting this way with and without your influences, because you were his friend—one of very few (though he disliked including Jimin sometimes)—that he had throughout the eight years of school you two shared together.
A subgenre of LGBTQ+ YA fiction I’d love to see more of is bisexual (especially #ownvoices) novels! It’s wonderful to say that between 2016 and 2017 I’ve seen a huge leap in publishing for bi authors/stories, but you can never have enough! If you have any (young adult, specifically) books you’d like to recommend, don’t hesitate to share!
There are many things to celebrate in my blogger’s life… the return of Broadchurch, the 2 year anniversary of this silly blog, and the fact that almost 600 (when did this happen?) of you amazing people are following my ramblings.
In order to celebrate I am kicking off the official “Chibbers Read The Fic” Bingo. Clearly, Chibbers has been spying on all of us fic writers and is attempting to put as many Broadchurch fanfic tropes into the show as possible (this is a scientifically proven fact - fight me on it). We shall use this splendid opportunity to play bingo. I created a set of bingo cards with common fic tropes which show up in actual fic (i.e. Ellie calls Hardy an insult, they hug etc.). We will be watching the show and marking all the tropes we find.
Here are the rules:
Players must be following this obsessive Alec Hardy enthusiast
To participate reblog this post and I’ll message you the image of your card
Watch Series 3 (all episodes including 1), enjoy, and mark all the fic tropes you find
I will be keeping track myself and make posts with the tropes identified after every episode
If you get 5 in a row, column, or diagonally, tell me (I will check your card) and you’ll win
THERE ARE PRIZES (Alec Hardy mugs from @jem-scribbles Redbubble store and/or a medium length prompt fic from me) (must be willing to give me your address to get the mug)
Alternatively you can use it as a drinking game if that’s your thing (lol)
THANK YOU ALL FOR BEING OUT THERE AND SO SUPPORTIVE. LOVE YOU ALL!!! I hope you enjoy the game.
under the cut is a list of fics that folks in the haikyuu fandom read to remind themselves that there is good in the world. i hope that the list can help spread some positive energy during this tough time. thank you to everyone who gave me suggestions and helped to put the list together!
fics are arranged by ship and include ao3 link, author, length, and summary. please let me know if one of your fics is on this list but your tumblr/twitter/etc isn’t linked, and i can add it.
I like the way your clothes smell by @mysecretfanmoments; kagehina; 75k; ‘Power outages, ghost stories, and the presence of a certain orange-haired boy lead to bad decision-making on Tobio’s part. He’d planned to keep his crush a secret; the universe has other plans.’
Painting with Words series by iwillstillopenthewindow; kagehina; 11k; 2 fics; ‘Where Hinata has trouble writing and Kageyama has difficulty seeing the world in color again.’
kisses by buu; 4k; ‘There’s a blur and Hinata remembers warm lips, surprisingly soft from someone who frowns all the time, and Kageyama’s terrified face when he pulls back, and the electricity running through Hinata’s entire body, heating his cheeks to match Kageyama’s. / Kissing, it turns out, is as good as volleyball.’
Ridiculous by @festivetrickster; kagehina ft yachi; 3.5k; ‘After Yachi’s heater broke at her own apartment, Hinata and Kageyama invite her to stay at theirs until it gets fixed. Only, the problem is: 1) the repairman is never going to come, 2) temporarily living with Hinata and Kageyama is …stressful, to say the least.’
maps, from me to you by tothemoon; kagehina; 10k; ‘This is a (non-chronological) account of the memories they make out of millimeters.’
love and now by @plotghosts; kagehina; 16k; ‘After their break-up three years prior, Hinata attends Kageyama’s final university match.’
A Couple of Awesome Players by Esselle; gen kagehina; 3k; ‘Shouyou meets volleyball and Kageyama at roughly the same time—during his first year of middle school.’
Paws for a Second by LemonNinjaa; kagehina; 3k; ‘Daichi decides that working on teamwork is important, and Hinata volunteers Kageyama’s house. Little does Karasuno know that Kageyama has two fluffy secrets.’
You’d fit my lonely arms so perfectly by boxofwonder; daisuga; 25k; ‘Suga accidentally calls a stranger instead of his best friend, tells him all about his burned batch of cookies before realising, and that particular mistake might turn out the best one he ever made.’
pride by @owlinaminor; daichi genfic ft. daisuga; 4k; ‘Daichi knows that Hinata accidentally called him ‘Dad’ once, and Suga often teases him about parenting the first-years, but this is just ridiculous. / “I’m not your dad, I’m your captain!” Daichi protests. / The cheering only increases in volume. They’re probably disturbing anyone who’s still at the school – but then, it’s New Year’s Eve. Nobody is still at the school besides Daichi’s insane, ridiculous, wonderful team. / “Okay, fine,” he says at last, raising his hands in surrender. “I’m proud to be your dad.”’
Perfectionism by @mysecretfanmoments; daisuga; 3k; ‘“I just wish it was something you could practice before you have to… perform.” He narrows his eyes, imagining it. “Like a CPR class.” / Suga raises an eyebrow. “You want to practice it. Beforehand.” / “Yeah. Are you offering?” / ((Daichi doesn’t like to be bad at things–kissing included–and Suga is willing to help him practice.))’
the perfect stranger by @downmoonwrites; daisuga; 26k; ‘There’s a man standing outside Suga’s door. / Scratch that. Start over. / There’s a man he doesn’t know standing outside his door, holding his sleeping nephew in one arm, with another kid clinging tightly to his free hand.’
Black and Blue by @makariawritesabout; daisuga; 117k; Daichi’s new (temporary) neighbor is not only stunningly beautiful but also funny, friendly, with just a touch of mysterious. / Naturally, Daichi freaks the fuck out. / (AU where everyone lives in the same building and everyone is gay)’
Add New Contact by booksong; daisuga; 9k; ‘"Daichi was leaning contemplatively on the sill of his open window, waiting for the icy breeze he was letting into his room to wake him up to how utterly stupid he was being. He’d always hated stories, real or fictional, about people doing ridiculous and self-destructive things for love, but now here he was, palming his smartphone idly and wondering with complete seriousness if it would survive an eight meter drop with substantial but repairable damage.“ / (Or; All Daichi’s electronics are endangered the moment he realizes he can’t get that sweet, patient, ridiculously attractive IT tech off his mind.)’
World Will Follow After by @kiribakus; daisuga; 7k; ‘Sir, are you interested in the flavor of the day? Is that what’s going on here?? Could you please decide whether you’re looking over here or looking downward??? Is this some kind of weird Morse code???? Sir I don’t understand what is going on and my face is burning sir please—’
Build A Temple in Me by @kiribakus; iwaoi; 40k; ‘Up the mossy mountain steps, past the komainu guardians and the faded red gate, and beyond the boundaries of the green shrine—that’s where the forest and the spirit world within it lies. That’s where Hajime met him, and where their story began. / But intertwining of destinies can be ugly business, Hajime finds, when their first meeting begins with blood and the too-human eyes of a beast.’
how to let your planets align by tothemoon; iwaoi; 16k; ‘It is the last day on earth, December 2nd, 1985, when you realize you’re in love with him.’
midnight boy/sunset town by carafin; iwaoi; 10k; ‘In which Iwaizumi Hajime grows a few chili plants, participates in an eating contest, breaks into a park, and falls in love with a man who doesn’t ever sleep - not exactly in that order.’
I sure hope that guy gets fired by Xov; iwaoi; 30k; ‘It was the fourth time experiencing the exact same day that Iwaizumi Hajime reluctantly admitted to himself that something was very wrong.’
Phone Home by ghostystarr; iwaoi; 7k; ‘Oikawa Tooru is currently orbiting Earth at 445 kilometers per minute, but falling in love with the voice in his ear makes it feel so much slower than that.’
Through My Eyes by anchoringsouls; iwaoi; 3k; ‘“I think if you ever saw yourself through my eyes, you would fall in love with yourself the same way the way I did with you.”’
the BEES KNEES by munzie and oikawamemesquad; iwaoi & bee x knee; 300 words; ‘KN(B)EEwaoi: the fic (boy x boy, R-18, dont like dnt read!1!!!)’
Close to the Chest by @darkmagicalgirlwrites; kyouhaba; 61k; ‘It takes Yahaba thirteen years to realize he’s different from the other kids, one to figure out how to hide it, and two more to learn to be happy just the way he is. Yahaba’s journey ft. an extremely annoyed Kyoutani, best friend in the world Watari, and loads and loads of good senpai Oikawa.’
Laughter by @kiyala; kyouhaba; 2k; ‘Kyoutani has a cute laugh and suddenly, Yahaba has a crush.’
Entwined by @kiyala; kyouhaba; 2.5k; ‘Soulmates share their emotions with each other when their hands touch. Yahaba experiences it for the first time when he and Kyoutani share a high five after winning a match.’
Colourmarks by @kiyala; kyouhaba; 4k; ‘Kyoutani and Yahaba keep leaving marks on each other everywhere they touch. They’re trying their best to ignore it, and what it means.’
no solution series by fortyfiveangrycats; kyouhaba; currently 17k & 4 fics; ‘parallel lines, parallel stories. basically a bunch of kyouhaba fics that all remotely tie together.’
plus one by safra; matsuhana; 6k; ‘"Did you know we’re dating?” / “What? Says who?” / “Says everyone apparently.” / “Oh,” Hanamaki frowns for a few seconds before shrugging and turning his attention back to the chocolate fountain. “Nice."’
A Bouquet of Flours by @guyfierimpreg; matsuhana; 5k; ‘“Is that a flour sack in a diaper,” Iwaizumi deadpanned, looking at the offending thing with a Look saved only for dealing with Hanamaki and Matsukawa (and occasionally Oikawa, though the Look for Oikawa came with a lot more vein-popping and swearing). / “Don’t talk about our baby like that,” Matsukawa shot back.’
stranger things by laubear; matsuhana; 10k; ‘In 2012, the men’s national volleyball team took home the bronze at the Asian Cup. Tokyo Skytree opened to the public. Also, the dashing Hanamaki Takahiro and painfully cool Matsukawa Issei started a radio show out of Aoba Johsai’s abandoned A/V room and accidentally became the two most popular guys in school.’
geronimo by lagatos; bokuaka; 28k; ‘"beach resort au” where Bokuto Koutarou works in a small tourist town’s beach resort, renting out kayaks and surfboards for people he’ll never see again. Akaashi Keiji moves into town for the summer for a photography internship and Bokuto insists on showing him how the natives live.’
oh baby, can’t you see by commovente; bokuaka; 2k; ‘akaashi keiji’s comprehensive list of all 37 of bokuto-san’s weaknesses.’
wanderlust led me home to you by earlgrey_milktea; bokuaka; 13k; ‘When a tall, dark stranger walks into Koutarou’s shop one day, he was in no way prepared for his entire life to be changed at a glimpse of those breathtaking grey-green eyes. / in which bokuto fiddles with a music box that makes no sound, akaashi is a plant person, and some secrets must be revealed sooner or later.’
Rules by conesofdunshire; bokuaka; 120k; ‘In which Akaashi Keiji is an overworked accountant who stumbles upon Bokuto one night playing the piano in the lobby of his work. Bokuto is different, that much is obvious. But with such supreme musical talent and a smile so dazzling it rivals the sun, there’s just something about him that brings Akaashi back every night.’
black cats & voodoo dolls by ohhotlamb; bokuroo; 4.5k; ‘“So, hypothetically, if I wanted to put a curse on somebody and make them suffer but I didn’t really want them to die—how would you suggest that, um, I do that?” / Kuroo looks up over his completely wholesome and not-at-all suggestive magazine (covered by another magazine—a nature special on humpback whales or some other majestic shit like that) to find an extremely hot and extremely sad-looking guy. Kuroo raises an eyebrow, but it’s invisible under the black of his fringe. He alternates brows. / “Damn. Who fucked you over?”’
the yeah yeah yeah song by keptein; bokuroo; 5k; ‘And the light from the stage catches in the guy’s hair, so blond it shines white like a beacon, like one of the stars overhead. Tetsurou leans over and yells in his ear, hand on one solid shoulder, “Cool hair!” / “You too!” the guy yells back, “I dig the sex hair look!”’
A Very Kuroo Chirstmas by AQuinton; kurotsukki; 2k; ‘Tsukishima Kei loves all things Christmas. But he doesn’t plan on admitting that to anyone anytime soon.
Who Done It by galaxymouth; kurotsukki; 1k; ‘Tsukishima Kei has hickeys on his neck and no one on the entire volleyball team can figure out who could ever get close enough to the wall of salt to leave them there. The volleyball club suddenly becomes a detective debate club.’
Dovetail by ideallyqualia; ushiten; 31k; ‘To know something like the back of your hand means that you know that person or that thing very, very well.’
i’m a house with no windows, you’re the flowers on the front porch by @tendouaf; 67k; currently 9/? chapters; ‘Wakatoshi likes absolutes. He likes the idea of something being unchangeable, immovable, because he doesn’t have to worry needlessly about it. He can focus his energy on other, more important things. And among the absolutes he feels in his life, his bond with Satori is one of them. / (aka: a fic focusing on ushiten’s development from childhood through adulthood that no one really asked for but I felt an extremely strong urge to write anyway)’
Kings of the Road, Kings of the Universe by @ezzydean; captains genfic; 17k; ‘Eight magical captains, one bus, an entire summer (and country) waiting for them. / What could possibly go wrong? / (The magic of friendship meets the magic of a summer road trip meets pure magic.)’
holding out for a hero by @dicaeopolis; captains genfic; 17k; ‘Kuroo, Oikawa, Bokuto, and Daichi make up a team of superheroes fighting to keep their city free from crime. But they might’ve met their match in a powerful nature spirit that seems determined to take them down for good. / Also, it would really help Kuroo’s concentration if his teammates stopped wearing so much spandex. / Or: the superhero slice-of-life that nobody asked for.’
rarepairs & multishipping:
jaywalkers series by @sturlsons; kurotsukki, bokuaka, yamayachi, & others; currently 95k & 18 fics; ‘A collection of stories the morals of which all amount to: if something can go wrong, it will. Also, if something can go right, it also will. / Alternatively, that one college AU where everyone fucks all the shit up.’
Hearts aren’t bulletproof by boxofwonder; ushioi; 11k; ‘Being a superhero is hard. / Having a crush on your High School rival is hard. / Your High School rival having a crush on your Superhero identity without knowing it’s you is … kind of the worst.’
This Insignificant Pride and Prejudice by @mysecretfanmoments and poulerslashes; ushioi; 34k; ‘Oikawa Tooru graduated high school with the burning desire to succeed in his college career. He’d hoped that might include taking down his arch-nemesis along the way, but when he finds that his college team hosts an offensively familiar face, he can’t help but think that the universe might be conspiring against him. After all, what could be worse than playing on the same team as Ushijima?’
babysitters club by tesselated; tsukkiyama; 4k; ‘This is the problem with Yamaguchi: he’s too nice. Tsukishima has known this since they were thirteen, but apparently he’s never learned because here he is, babyproofing their apartment for the third time this month because Sugawara knows Yamaguchi will say yes when he asks them to babysit.’
blue summer sky by deanpendragon; tsukkiyama; 32k; ‘In which Tadashi manages his grandfather’s pet store and Tsukishima works at the music shop next door. Lots of exclamation points, dialogue, obvious crushes, internal (and overexcited) monologuing, animal trivia, and terrible puns ensue.’
That Go Bump In the Night by sushibomb; oikuroo; 19k; currently 1/3 chapters; ‘Oikawa has always been fascinated with the unknown. Aliens, monsters, ghosts, you name it, he can tell you a little something about the lore. So when a mysterious new person moves into his apartment complex, Oikawa is determined to prove that this seemingly normal guy might be one of the undead. But what happens when it turns out that he’s right?’
Unconventional Wisdom by irlbokuto; bokuroo, daisuga, and iwaoi; 60k; currently 12/? chapters; ‘They say you don’t really know a person until you live with them. After late night grocery runs, singing competitions, stove fires, alien conspiracies, laundry mishaps, excessive penalty drills, identity crises, and falling in love with your best friend, you begin to see life in a different light. You knew playing volleyball would take you places, but this was the farthest scenario from your mind. / Or, a tale of how Kuroo Tetsurou found himself rooming with three other volleyball captains at university.’
romance ‘n’ all that jazz by @tobioslilgiant; goshihina; 12k; ‘The smile drops from Goshiki face and his steaming cup of coffee nearly slips from his hand when he realizes: there’s someone already standing there. Standing in his spot. / Someone who’s assaulting poor, unsuspecting passerbies with the offensive noise known as jazz. / OR: AU where Hinata and Goshiki are rival street performers’
a dash of sugar and a spoonful of salt by @tobioslilgiant; goshihina; 1.5k; ‘"I don’t who keeps leaving me sweets but whoever it is, I’m gonna marry them,” Hinata gushes. / “Really?” Shirabu demands, jarring Goshiki from his thoughts. “You don’t even know who’s sending them, though. They could be hideous—” he looks over at Goshiki—“or painfully annoying.” / OR: the college AU where Goshiki keeps anonymously leaving baked goods in front of Hinata’s dorm room and Shirabu’s completely lost any semblance of chill he’s ever had’
The Kindling Alchemist by kvhottie; kagehina, tsukkiyama, daisuga, & others; 15k; currently 3/? chapters; ‘The lovechild of FMA:B and Psycho-pass AU. / “…and finally your partner, Major Kageyama, the Crystal Aconite Alchemist.”/ Hinata’s eyes darted to Kageyama and looked him up and down. Dark hair, blue eyes, and a stoic expression—he definitely wasn’t the life of the party. Hinata smirked, almost sure that Kageyama’s alchemy element was something cold, just like his demeanor. It was fine; he always liked a challenge.’
red skinny jeans by @dicaeopolis; tentsukki; 4k; ‘The trials of one prickly student-librarian and the guy who seems to enjoy nothing more than pissing him off. / Or, “Tsukishima Kei and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day"’
Herding Cats by notallbees; kuroyaku; 15k; ‘Cat-sitting in his new boyfriend’s apartment seems like a stress-free way for Kuroo to get out of his mom’s house for a week, and to win some brownie points with Yaku. But cats often have their own ideas about how things should be run, and Kuroo has his work cut out if he wants to impress Porco and Rosso.’
when the moon hits your eye by Metis_Ink; ushijima/futakuchi; 10k; ‘The stress of new captaincy is troubling enough when there’s not a nationally-recognized, socially-stunted rival captain inappropriately concerned with your eating habits. Futakuchi is disappointed to find that that’s just the beginning of it.’
it’s tradition. by hicsvntdracones; kyouhaba, iwaoi, matsuhana, & kinkuni; 6k; ‘It’s tradition, it’s tradition, they all say as they gather up the second and first years. The second years have a look of hard determination, while the first years are simply confused. Oikawa claps his hands together. / "Let’s begin this year’s annual training camp truth or dare!” / Kunimi tries to run.’
Touch by @mysecretfanmoments; yakulev; 10k; ‘After a twisted ankle and an uncomfortable realization, Yaku starts to see a different side of Lev—one he doesn’t want to kick at all. (Or, well… not often.)’
Despite the Warning Signs by @natroze; tensuga; 16k; ‘“War,” Suga says, quite cordially. “This means war.” / Or, the one where Tendou and Suga end up roommates in college and immediately engage each other in dorm room prank combat. Romantically.’
a little piece of home by spacegirlkj; oihina; 3k; ‘It’s a big step, Shouyou thinks as he stands back, wiping the paint of his hands to look at the blue room. / Their first real home, Tooru and him.’
Boatman by @surveycorpsjean; bokuto/iwaizumi; 4k; ‘Bokuto finds him, washed up, dehydrated, woven in translucent webbing. / Of course they fall in love.’
Stuck in the Middle with You by overlymetaromantic; oisuga; 15k; ‘It’s not the kind of blossoming relationship either of them would expect, but maybe, just maybe, it could lead to something good.’
Phases by togekissies; oisuga; 3k; ‘i. Moon witch Sugawara meets weather witch Oikawa on the street, strikes up a friendship. / ii. Moon witch Sugawara spends longer than is necessary texting weather witch Oikawa, is judged by his cat. / iii. Moon witch Sugawara, emboldened by the full moon, asks weather witch Oikawa a silent question. Weather witch Oikawa says yes.’
Daredevil on the slope by @smokey310; bokuakakurotsukki; 124k; ‘„Seriously. What kind of supernatural being did I piss off to deserve this,“ sighed Tsukishima on their way up to the mountain. Akaashi sat next to him in the little chair lift and watched the trails of small paw prints disappear between the clusters of fir trees. The snow glittered in the sun, the air was icy fresh and everything would have been picture perfect if it wasn’t for the intruder shaking his snowboard around in the third seat. / “Are you talking about me?” asked Tanaka, whom Tsukishima was very obviously talking about. / “Do you see any other people which the devil would have sent to punish me?” / “There’s some right behind us,” said Tanaka, pointing to the following chair lift filled with an excitedly jumping Bokuto, a maniacally smiling Nishinoya and Kuroo who sat in the middle and looked like he contemplated jumping into the treetops below. / Well – he did have a point there.’
Mannequin Men by @surveycorpsjean; bokuakakurotsukki; 76k; ‘The modeling world is full of hungry wolves, constantly clambering over the other, snarling and desperate. They fight, and they kill, trampling over anything in their path. / In this case, Akaashi fell in love with the wolves.’
Sunshine Cafe by shions_heart; kenhina; 2.5k; ‘In which a tired college student’s daily routine is turned upside-down by the arrival of an adorable barista with sunshine in his smile.’
Push and Pull by @aroceu; kagetsukki; 11k; ‘The one where Kageyama and Tsukishima can’t be in different rooms if they don’t want to die (or at least hurt each other), and Kageyama has feelings.’
The trick to my treat by Etstrubal; bokutsukki; 3k; ‘Tsukki is pretty much addicted to sugar, and Bokuto makes the best sweets in town.’
OUT! by @yamaguchigrin; yamaguchi/male oc; 106k; ‘JAPAN’S FIRST GAY ATHLETE COMES OUT! / Yamaguchi never expected to read THAT headline in Gay Japan News, but he about fainted when he scrolled down to the photograph. There–volleyball on his hip, naked from his Seijoh shorts upward and eyes pleading for readers to devour him–was the familiar face of Oikawa Tooru. / Oikawa? Gay? OUT?’
the lost boys by @owlinaminor; shiratorizawa genfic ft ushiten; 61k; ‘A group of boys lost everything in war only to inherit a country that no longer knows its place in the world. How do they grow up? Who do they look up to? Where do they go to find purpose? There is only one answer: they turn to each other.’
Dear Mister Ghost by phantomdieb; shiratorizawa genfic; 5k; ‘The Volleyball team of Shiratorizawa is allowed to practice at school in their autumn holidays. Everything seems alright until suddenly two of them go missing - followed by more of them. Is that the Shiratorizawa Academy’s ghost?’
senpai troubles by @owlinaminor; one-sided goshiki/all his senpai & minor ushiten; 5.5k; ‘“Um, senpai?” Tsutomu wonders. “What does gay mean?” / Shirabu stares at him for another long moment, unblinking – then leans back against the bench and tilts his face up to the ceiling. / “Nope,” he declares, to nobody in particular. “I am not dealing with this.”’
intra-team espionage by hananapeel; aone & futakuchi; 1.2k; ‘A normal end to a normal Friday night: a fuming Kamasaki, an unapologetic Futakuchi, and Aone, who is dragged along for the ride every single time.”
it’s like the hunger games, but better by safra; seijoh genfic; 3k; ‘“Just a game of paintball?” Hanamaki parrots, eyes widening as he takes another step forwards until they’re standing practically nose to nose. “Kindaichi, Kindaichi, my poor naive Kindaichi. This is more than just a game.” / Kindaichi frowns. “It…is?” / “Kindaichi,” Oikawa says sharply, shoving Hanamaki out of the way so he can grasp Kindaichi tightly by the shoulders. “This is a matter of life or death.” / “I mean, I don’t think it’s really tha—” / “Life or death,” Oikawa, Hanamaki, Matsukawa and Iwaizumi say loudly in unison.’
A Good Day by bishounen_curious; saeko & natsu; 2k; ‘For the SASO2016 Prompt: Remember when the big sis of the Karasuno team met the team’s little sis?’
second year volley squad by garbagecannot; karasuno second-years genfic; 3.5k; ‘Kino: no-one cares tanaka / Tanaka: shot through the heart and you’re to blame / Or how five high school volleyball players with only their club in common, slowly but surely, became best friends.’
Hello, Halcyon Days by tookumade; aone & hinata; 2k; ‘No matter where he walked in Sendai city, Aone was always given a wide berth. He supposed it made getting around places easier, but there was a sort of loneliness in how people gave him fearful looks and avoided him as much as they did.’
no unread messages by warfare; kageyama & kenma; 5k; ‘Kageyama also remembers that he’d failed utterly at getting to talk to him. He’d been baffled about it at the time; what kind of setter doesn’t want to talk about setting? But maybe this is the answer. Maybe Nekoma’s setter - (“Kenma,” Hinata chides frustratedly the third or fourth time he says it, “his name is Kenma") - maybe Kenma-san is just bad face-to-face. Kageyama can understand that, to some extent, although he doesn’t quite understand why that would extend to talking to him about volleyball, but fine. He can accommodate this, if that’s what it takes. He asks for Kenma’s contact information immediately. Hinata copies it into his phone with a weird, sour face, muttering, “I mean it, Kageyama, you better not be a jerk to him.” Kageyama has no idea what Hinata is insinuating, and he forgets the comment almost immediately.’
levels of investment by @skittidyne; karasuno genfic; 9k; ‘Yamaguchi was far less nervous in practice than any games, and he’d gotten far more skilled at serving in a few short months, so Tsukishima was utterly unprepared for the feeling of a volleyball slamming into the back of his head. / There was a beat of silence. / The ball had enough of an angle to bounce off his head and over to the other side of the net, landing neatly in front of a stunned Sugawara. / (( or: Ennoshita plots for the future, Suga wants to mess around and is intent on dragging everyone down to his level, Noya tries to become a spiker, Kiyoko is a good senpai, Yamaguchi cries, and Tsukishima wonders if he’s been dropped off in the Twilight Zone without his notice ))’
pairing: reader x jeon jungkook themes: smut / high school! au word count: 4.3k summary: what’s a teenage house party without a few fun and games? you’re trapped in a bedroom with soccer star, jeon jungkook, for a whole thirty uninterrupted minutes — but apparently it only takes eleven for the two of you to get better acquainted. ( a/n:i’m still on the fence about making this a series, so if you guys want me to keep the kook smut train running - speak or forever hold your peace !!EDIT: this will be a series! )
-Warning: TRIGGER SMUT, DOUBLE PENETRATION, FACE SITTING, FORCED ORGASMS, ORGASM DENIALS, FACIALS, SLOPPY SECONDS, GANG BANG, DIRTY TALKING, HITTING, ASPHYXIATION, WAX, ICE, BLOOD, KNIFE PLAY, PET PLAY, VIDEO RECORDING, NSFW PROCEED WITH CAUTION
-Bets are lost, you have to pay the price, enter the house full of multiple cards.
-Bts x Girl (Ambw)
-Word Count: 6570 (do you know how long it took me to write this damn oneshot?!)
-So to live up to my word, this is my story for reaching 1k. I so hope I ruin a lot of you, I hope that you enjoy it as well. Please Turn on House of Cards, because it was my inspiration to write this long lovely story for you all. Thank you for staying with me <3
“You have to promise me.” Taehyung said softly watching you, his dark brown orbs piercing into yours. He had his hair freshly died to that wild color. It looked good, too good and that was a problem with you. Because he was more bolder now, more sure of what he wanted.
“Jagiya…” That deep voice knocked you out of your concentration studying your boyfriend. You tilted your head to the side weighing your options. And then finally you looked him in the eyes.
“I accept.” You said with a sly smirk, Taehyung matched your smirk, his eyes heating up with mischief and lust. You didn’t know what you were in for but he did. He grabbed the cards from the pack sliding them out of the pack and onto his hands before he shuffled them, dealing for your first round.
The game was simple, a card game. Something along the lines of four squares with a hint of pity pat and a added side of poker. It was something you had only played a couple of times before. And you both had your fair share of wins. What made this different you didn’t know. But before the game even started, your boyfriend decided to place a bet. He didn’t go into specifics. Just asked if you trusted him and of course you did. He’s your boyfriend. And he named his bargain. If you lost, you had to do whatever he asked, when he asked it for a whole day no questions asked and you had to go with what he said. Fair enough to you. Your punishment was simple, if he lost, he had to watch you for a week get yourself off at least twice before he could even think about touching you.
The game had been fairly easy at first. But of course you didn’t take it easy. It was a game, and after awhile of Taehyung making careless mistakes you just knew that you would win. However towards the end, you watched as he caught back up, and out of no where he laid down four cards. He had one upped you. He had one the card game and now you were at the mercy of whatever he wanted. Taehyung gave a proud wicked smirk. If only you knew the things he had planned for you. You would’ve ran from the house and never came back again. Which is why he didn’t go into detail, you trusted him and that was all he needed.
A week passes by before you get the call. Taehyung wanted you to come to his house, his friends were there. He had sent you something in the mail along with roses. Your orders were to put it on. You walked into your room, opening the box slowly lifting your eyes. The outfit. Was very revealing. It was white, but some parts of it were pink. Your hands ran over the soft fabric, your cheeks slightly heating. You pulled the clothes from the box one by one before you stripped out of your own clothes making sure to put them in the right place. You grabbed the laced dark pink bra placing it over your breast looking at how it clung almost being too small for your breast. Nest you slid on (very cautiously) dark pink panties that only covered the area from your lower stomach to almost the back of your pussy. The back was strappy and it when you went to the mirror that was close to your bed to bend over a bit, you could see your pussy, hell you could see your ass and almost your asshole.
You let out a soft groan before you grabbed at the white laced baby doll dress. It was short coming down to cover just the panties that were clearly see through. In the front of the white laced dress where your breast was, a bow lied under the fabric at the dip of your breast. It made you feel almost childish from the way you looked. Your eyes roamed over your body taking in your appearance before they landed on the box. The next thing was to get out the lace white thigh highs that had the clips on them. You sat on your bed taking your time to get ready. Your mind was racing, what was he planning? Why did you have to wear such revealing things. You stood up looking at the mirror once again biting on your lips. You looked like, a baby doll. One that wants to be fucked, and not necessarily in a sweet way. Soon you were getting a jacket to put on and cover up most of your outfit. You hoped people wouldn’t look but if you were a guy, you were stare at yourself. The dress left nothing hidden and the jacket. You were asked to wear high heels, pink pumps to be exact and you did as the letter stated.
You grabbed your keys and phone, heading outside to your car. Usually taking a cab is easier, but in a outfit like this you would rather drive yourself. You let your body settle and relax into the comfortable cozy car. You started to drive towards the direction of the house, fidgeting and squirming around in your seat. You were so nervous because you didn’t know what he had planned for you. All these mysteries. You followed down the same narrow roads to get to his house. Looking over all the buildings you’ve passed by countless times before. You finally spotted his house at the end of the street causing you to squirm more. When you parked your car outside you saw no one else around, which made you happy. Once you got out you walked slowly towards his door knocking on it. You waited for a second leaning against it as you waited for him.
“It’s open.” Was all you heard, and you knew from how deep the voice was, it belonged to Taehyung. You nodded your head taking the jacket off to fold it in your arms opening the door and walking inside. You shut the door behind you before you turned around to take a look and froze. All of Taehyung’s friends were in the house. In the front room sitting on the couches and chairs that were there. You were speechless and a bit afraid. You licked over your lips feeling embarrassed by your outfit now covering yourself up with the jacket. You couldn’t even really look at none of them, what was happening? And was Taehyung making a full of you.
“What’s… This?” You ask softly pulling down on the dress. Taehyung looked around at his friends before he let his dark orbs rest on your body. He was a bit upset because you were covering yourself. But damn what he can see had him shifting in his seat to get the uncomfortable tightness from his pants licking his lips. The way that laced dress fit against your brown skin. The way those thigh highs, clung to your thighs and legs. He wanted to rip it off you. Your makeup was light but he was sure to ruin it. He looked at your hair, dropping down your back as you shifted from side to side.
“Remove that jacket.” Taehyung said without a second thought.
“Excuse me-” Taehyung cut you off lifting his hand.
“When we played the card game. You told me you trusted me. You told me I could have whatever I want. Did you not?” He asked you lowly letting his eyes roam over your body before he sat up straight.
“I did.. But oppa-” You started again and he stopped you pinning you with a look making you quiet instantly. There were two sides of Taehyung, the nice sweet one, and the dominate one ready to tear you up if you dared to step out of line
“Once again. We made the bet. You lost the game. So this is what I want. Me and my friends… Taehyung started gesturing to the other men in the room. “We’ve had a rough couple of months, and a hellish week. This is where you come in baby doll. I knew you wouldn’t just give in easily to me asking you to let my friends take you in anyway they want. So I bet you, I didn’t think I would win. But thank god I did.” Taehyung said standing up as he walked towards you, eyes hungry, lust building.
“You don’t get to say no, you don’t get to say anything because you made the bet. You are entitled to what you do and do not want. If you stay, I promise though, it will be rough. Every member will fuck and use you until they are satisfied. You will obey and do everything they say. Any kink they want to use, they can. Unless you are getting hurt, and I see you getting hurt because I know your kinks best I will stop it. But that is the only time I will interfere. I will take you last, but I will touch you no matter what. Even if I stop I will stay by you.. Do you agree or do you want to leave? You only get to answer once.” He said softly. He watched you, he wouldn’t push you to do anything you didn’t want. But he wants you, needs you.
When you gave a soft nod of your head Taehyung’s face heated up with happiness. And want, and he grabbed the jacket you were holding to put it the couch letting everyone take you in. He groaned before he walked behind you looking at his friends. Taehyung let his hands start at your waist, slowly gliding them up your body. He felt the thin baby doll dress under his fingertips. A smirk on his lips when you shuddered. He cupped your breast playing with them through your bra.
“It’s time to ruin you.” He murmured lowly in your ear. Taehyung let his head fall down to rest in the crook of your neck. He sucked harshly on your spot until you were squirming. He let you go and backed up from your skin, shivering. The light pink hickey on your brown skin excited him. He went and grabbed your collar from his closet slowly walking back into the front room finding you in the same position. He saw his friends watching you. Everyone wanted you, it prided him that his girlfriend was so attractive. He walked up behind you, wrapping the light blue collar around your neck. Soon he was placing the matching light blush jeweled leash on the collar that had a bow in the center with a heart bell. He stepped back watching you, soon pulling you towards the youngest two in the room. Taehyung gave his leash to Jimin who had already laid eyes on your breast. The thing he wanted the most.
Jimin pulled you down onto him, straddling his thigh. He looked up at you in your eyes, cupping your cheek softly letting his fingers press against your cheeks. He let his hand slid down to your neck, before going towards the valley of your breast. “God I want you.” He growled gripping your hips. Once you were straddling one of his thighs, Jimin was moving you to grind you on his thigh. He watched as your breast slowly bounced up and down in his face from how he made you ride his thigh. Jimin smirked bouncing you up and down on his thigh. Your breast bounced harder, Jimin’s mouth fell open as his bit his lip. Without second thought he buried his face between your breast sucking at the skin there. Muffled groans from his lips could be heard from his lips. It wasn’t as if you were necessarily quiet. Soft pants fell from your lips, your hands were tangling into those black locks feeling your panties become wet, well at least the part covered.
Jungkook couldn’t take it anymore. Watching Jimin have all the fun was driving him crazy. He knew a lot of people wanted to get to you. And he wanted to things, to fuck your mouth, and at least another hole. He slowly walked behind the couch, his finger skimming over the soft fabric as his eyes met with Taehyung’s. As soon as his hyung gave him a nod, Jungkook was grabbing your leash from Jimin’s grip making you pay attention to him. When your soft brown eyes rested on his, he gave you a smirk. His dimples popping out. His hands came to grip at your dress, the part surrounding your breast. He yanked it down as well as your bra making your breast spring from the outfit. Jimin gasped looking up at your brown nipples, they were so big, so perky. Just fucking right. He couldn’t resist running his thick tongue across your already harden bud. A moan of yes was pulled from your lips. Jungkook unbuckled his belt, slowly pulling down the zipper as he kept his eyes on you and Jimin.
“You’re going to have to hold those breast for me noona, can you do that?” He asked in a soft low voice, and as much as you were around him it still caught you off guard how manly he became. You have a nod of your head and he gripped your hair pressing his lips roughly against yours. A kiss that was a fight of dominance, meanwhile Jimin looking across at the other three decided to lift up your dress once he saw or rather felt what was under there. Jin’s eyes opened wider. Your ass, sitting there covered by nothing but thin straps. He licked his lips watching it as Jimin made you push down harder on his thigh. He felt the material become soaked. Jungkook pushed down his pants as well as his boxers tossing his shirt over his head messing up his hair a bit. You looked from his face, slowly down to the abs forming, resting on his shaft that rested against his stomach. The kiss had left you breathless once he had pulled back but now you were just speechless looking at his size. He stepped back a bit lifting an eyebrow. You smirked slightly feeling your skin tingle from the attention everyone wanted to have from you. Your hands came up to cup your breast and Jungkook wasted no time sliding his dick between your plump breast.
“Shit.” He grunted out in pleasure thrusting slowly up and down watching as your tongue came out to dart across his slit pulling a his from him. He grabbed your hair pulling your mouth onto his shaft as he thrust up a bit faster into your mouth. His hands had to come down and cup your breast, because Jimin harshly jerked one hand down to make you rub his growing erection. He needed friction. He needed you to pay attention to him like he was paying attention to you. He was jealous a bit that kookie had your lips around him, but Jimin would settle for now. He used one hand to undo his pants rather quickly gripping your wrist shoving your hand in his boxers. You didn’t need to be told what that meant. You fondled with him to get him out of his pants letting his member spring free. The moan from his lips told you, that you succeeded. You started to pump him quickly, and Jimin watched snapping his hips up against your tiny hand, he watched your thighs shake a bit every time he moved his hips against yours. The side of the room was filled with pants, moans, and growls mostly from Jungkook. He was having no mercy thrusting between your breast to get deeper in your mouth.
Jin was the next to move, he couldn’t take it. He wanted to touch you. He only slid his shirt off having plans for you to undress him once the first round was over. He crouched down behind you and Jimin’s leg. He let his fingers trail down your clothed back, his soft hands soon slowly tracing over each strap that was on your ass. The touch from him alone, had your stomach tightening your first orgasm getting closer. Jin smirked watching the plump flesh in his face. “Chocolate was always my favorite.” He mumbled out before he pulled back. Licking on two of his fingers, Jin took his precious time watching your hips move on Jimin’s thigh. Why? He could see your pussy lips, he could see the wet substances there. He could slightly see your pink insides. He stuck his fingers in the opening of your panties pushing them into your pussy watching as you took them in. But you were so tight, and he couldn’t fight the wanton moan that left from his lips watching you. Jimin watched with hooded eyes planting his feet on the floor as he gave you a heated gaze. His shaft twitched, he needed to be inside of you. Your hand sliding up and down him felt good, but he knew your pussy sliding up and down him would feel so much better.
“Jin.” He rasped out looking at his hyung with needy eyes. Jin got the hint pulling his fingers out slowly licking over them.
“Keep the panties on.” He said simply patting your ass backing up. Jimin laughed, trying to keep the promise. He shifted you to face him. He caressed your cheeks again making you slip from Jungkook’s dick.
“Let’s give them a show?” Jimin said sweetly but his eyes told a different story. He switched you until your back was against his chest, your eyes roaming over the other side of the room. Every male sat there trying not to touch themselves. Except for Taehyung. He had his dick in his hand, the thick appendage resting in his grip. He was naked, his hair pressing to his forehead because of the sweat from how hot the room had gotten. He was going slow but you saw the precum dripping from his member. His chest rising and falling as he watched you. He was biting on his lips vigorously not letting up as he kept his eyes on you, that soft quick smirk gracing his plump lips before he gave a slow nod. As soon as that happened Jimin slid you down on his member. A soft whimper left your lips, he was thick, much thicker than you ever imagined. He was stretching you out and you couldn’t stop clenching around his member while he buried himself inside of you to the hilt. Your mouth fell open as your eyes drift shut to focus on feeling him.
Jimin had to be careful to slip into the opening because the panties looked ready to rip at anytime. He watched your pink pussy take him in though. Your ass sitting in his face and he slapped at it making it bounce for him before he gripped your hips, the thick flesh feeling nice to hold in his hands. Jimin started to move you slowly his eyes focusing on his hips slamming up inside of your pussy. He could feel the trickle of the juices dripping down your pussy to land on his dick and his balls. He kept a slow pace to tease you as the rest of the others. Jungkook on the other hand was still breathless panting. He wanted to release and now. He didn’t even need to fuck you. Watching it was enough for him. He went around to the front of you after some time, letting Jimin have as much fun as he could. Jimin got the hint, he gripped you from under your legs, spreading you wider for him as he held onto the underside of your knees with his arms. He pounded harder into you, making slick lewd noises sound off from how hard he slapped his hips against yours. Jungkook came back to you gripping your hair forcing your head forward to bury his dick deep down your throat. He mouth fucked you rough and hard. His hips pushing against his face, his balls slapping your chin, as spit trailed down from your mouth. He listened to the chokes and gags you released moaning repeatedly from how good it felt to feel your throat clamp down on his dick. He was close to releasing in your mouth. Jimin fucking into you as you bounced and whined being too much for the younger. He threw his head back letting his member pulse, his mouth hanging open as he felt his lower abdomen muscles clench in pleasure. He gave you a few more sloppy thrusts before he was feeling you up. A hand clamped over your mouth, he made you take his cum.
Jimin having watched the whole thing shifted his hips until he was abusing your spot, a rag doll you were indeed from how he let you flop up and down on his shaft. He bit on your shoulder, while Jungkook pulled away with a boyish grin going to find his discarded clothes and sit by the others who hadn’t had a turn yet. Jin got back up and he made his way back to you. He let one knee dip down into the couch cushion. He reached down pressing his lips against yours slowly, sweetly. He tasted the others cum on your tongue as he shoved his tongue in your mouth but he didn’t care. He let his hand slip down in your panties to rub your clit slowly. It didn’t even take you long to cum after that, it had been building up. Your walls squeezed Jimin inside of you pulling him deeper. You could hear his moans behind you, his dick spilling his seed inside of you, he let you milk him of everything he had, your name falling from his lips as relaxed under you to let you take his cum in. Once he was gone he took your shoes off your feet before he slowly pulled out of you. Jin pulled you on his lap his hands roaming your body.
“Let’s get this off.” He said softly breaking the kiss. He lifted up the baby doll dress sliding it off of you and onto the couch beside you. He licked his lips reaching a hand around to unclip your bra. You felt larger hands on your skin next from behind you. You looked up to meet the eyes of Jhope. They were a bit friendly. More wanting than anything.
“I have toys for you.” Hoseok said and Jin leaned back to slouch against the couch pulling you with him. He cupped your breast in his hand, his tongue gliding over your brown perky nubs. He sucked on them like a baby wanting to make them as hard and as bruised as he could. Hoseok made sure to bend you over farther making your breast press closer to Jin’s lips. He took out anal beads that he had stroking and groping your ass cheeks as he used one hand to lube up a few of the beads. Jin in the midst of him playing with your breast he slid his hands down to spread your ass cheeks wide for Hoseok who was also enjoying your panties. Hoseok started to slowly slid the beads inside of your asshole, taking them from the smallest to the largest. He let a few hang out of you when he sense you starting to squirm from the stretch. He let his lips kiss along your ass before he kissed up your bare trapping your between him and hope.
“Do you want me?” Hoseok asked you letting his eyes roam over you and then to Jin. “Or should I say us?” He gave a light chuckle before he reached down to pull at you collar from behind choking you slightly. Jin watched for a bit, before he undid just his zipper and pulled his member out of his boxers. He moved your hips guiding you to take him in slowly. The opening of your panties ripping slightly as he pushed up inside of you. Hoseok let his hands roam over your skin. He was so taken with how beautiful you were. Your chocolate skin making him get harder by the second. Your beautiful brown eyes, curly hair that you straightened out at times. Jin was noticing you to, he pulled on the clip on thigh highs. He pulled on the straps snapping a few of them. He held your hips steady and still. He started to slam up into you, a quick hard pace much different from the one Jimin set for you. Hoseok watched you getting fucked laughing softly as he started to pull the beads slowly from you, sucking on your pulse point. They body had you moaning and gasping at the actions. Your hands tangling into the blonde locks and Jin encouraged it by fucking you harder. Hoseok made sure every single bead was out of you. Before he held Jin hands to stop him. Hoseok settled behind you, slicking up his dick with his hand moaning softly before he pushed inside of you. The rip you felt was painful but full of satisfaction. He nodded his head at Jin once he was sure that you were ok with both of them being inside of you. When one pushed in the other pulled out. That’s how it went, your pussy making squelching noises as both males devoured your skin in love bites and hickeys. Jin kept his pace had because he wanted to get off before you did. Of course all of them were after their own pleasures. He wanted to see your face as he denied you. Jin groaned out your name slamming up into you, his dick jumping, he knew he was close. So did Hoseok. Instead of letting you cum, they both pulled out and laid you on the floor. They completely stopped and it left you groaning in frustrations. Your orgasm had just been ripped from you.
They sat down on the couch still naked and once you looked over to the side even Taehyung hadn’t came once. Jimin and Jungkook had their hands in their pants stroking their members slowly. Namjoon and Yoongi approached you next. Yoongi gripped the back of your head fisting your hair harshly pressing his lips against yours. He slipped his hand down in your panties smacking your pussy hard. He made you release juices on his hand, when you were squirming and grabbing at his arm he rested his palm on your pussy not moving it until he knew your orgasm was dying out. He built you up once again with the heel of his hand grinding against your clit, once your orgasm was coming he pulled back slipping his hands out, his tongue dominating yours as his free hand gripped at your chin keeping you from moving to far from him. Namjoon watching the whole thing shook his head smirking. He ripped at your panties finally discarding the items. He heard groans from around the room and he looked at the others rolling his eyes.
“As if you’ll get another chance.” He growled and though they knew he was right it didn’t stop them from pouting more. Namjoon laid the discared panties to the side before he reached for a little pink bullet. He pressed the remote beside him before he hit Yoongi’s arm. Yoongi broke the kiss watching as you panted against the floor a satisfied smirk on his lips. He looked at what Namjoon wanted lifting an eyebrow before he obliged, his hand reaching back down to spread your pussy lips wide. Namjoon pressed the bullet against your clit before he placed tap over it, making sure it went no where. Yoongi scooted down helping Namjoon push your legs together bending each one. He placed rope on each of your legs biding them. He flipped you over and Yoongi roped your hands behind your back slapping your ass three times watching the brown flesh turn red. He picked you up placing you in his lap. He Looked at your spread legs watching Namjoon. He pressed the button to turned the lowest setting on watching you squirm in Yoongi’s lap. You moaned and tried to shut your legs.
“Don’t make me bind them spread apart to the spreader bars.” Namjoon warned and you opened your legs back wider. Yoongi fondled your breast rolling and twisting the nubs in his hands smirking as he kissed on your neck, before his lips trailed to your jaw. He was creating more hickeys were the others left your skin clear. Yoongi didn’t want that. He wanted everyone to know you were owned. And though Taehyung said it was a one time thing he would make sure it wasn’t. Namjoon took out a knife before he look at you slowly with cautious eyes. You knew he was sadistic and kinky but this surpassed everything. You didn’t fight him though because you had a chance to back out and you didn’t, of course you knew if Taehyung thought you couldn’t handle it he would stop you. But you wanted to be a help to all of the boys especially since they never got to play with you.
Yoongi lifted you up a bit so he could undress himself from the waist down. And he slid you down on his girth. Making you take him inside your tight pussy. He rested deep inside of you not moving just wanting to feel your insides. Namjoon moved closer to you pressing his lips against yours softly.
“Stop me. If I overdo it.” He said slowly. You were his friend first, fucking object secondly. He started by bringing the knife up to softly press against your left breast. He moved the blade up a bit before he softly slid it across your skin cutting a soft line of skin. He licked his lips at the sight of the blood leaning closer to lick it off of you. It stung, damn it stung. And though Yoongi would never do it he commended you for even allowing Namjoon to. Yoongi let his hands softly caress your skin, as Namjoon went on a spree with his blood play kink. Your stomach, your arms, your legs and inside thighs all had marks from the knife that Namjoon cleaned. While it had been going on Yoongi was slowly thrusting into you. He saw the tears that broke free from your face, and he didn’t want you in complete pain. He wished you would’ve stopped the man, but knowing what kind of girl you are he didn’t expect less. He loved how good your skin looked on his. The contrast between pale, and brown making him feel giddy inside and he wondered if Taehyung felt like this waking up to you everyday.
Once Namjoon was done with his blade he pulled back to clean it off. He felt his pants tightening from how you whimpered, he usually didn’t let his dark side out but if it was a one time thing he had to do something, that was his favorite besides the regular pick you up and drop you down on my shaft type of thing. Namjoon watched Yoongi slowly rock into you, your bound hands pressing against his lower back. Yoongi rolled his head back feeling all the pleasure course through him, his blood running south as he kept the same slow pace. Namjoon had turned up the volume on the bullet to the highest setting but yet every time you were about to cum, Yoongi would pause his hips, Namjoon would kill the vibrations. Finally after the fourth time of denying you, your orgasm (making it seven times in all that night) Yoongi pulled you off of him. He undid your hands but kept your legs bound. He laid you on the ground on your back.
You looked around nervously, your pussy was leaking, clit was throbbing, you were so sensitive it hurt. Angry tears were running down your cheeks, drying and reappearing. Soon, your love was walking towards you. Taehyung gave a soft smile as he got on his knees crawling over you. “Almost done. You were a good girl. Do you want to cum? Want us to make you feel good?” He asked you kissing your lips giving pecks.
“Yes.” Was all you could mutter out weakly. Taehyung nodded rubbing his dick up and down your wet slit, his dick tapping at your entrance before he pushed inside of you slowly. A moan fell from both of your lips and Taehyung started to give you slow but hard thrusts. His member pushing as deep as it could go. He took the bullet and tape from your clit. He watched as his friends came to gather around you. He fucked you harder. Namjoon shoved your mouth on his dick, face fucking you. One of your hands went on Jin’s dick as Yoongi grabbed the other putting it on his dick. Every hole, was being fucked on you. Soon Hoseok was straddling your stomach titty fucking your breast as Jungkook and Jimin stroked themselves getting a good view of what was going on.
Your body felt on fire, it was extremely hot to you. Sweat dripped from your forehead, down to your chest, it was leaking from your body down to your other body parts and to the floor. Your pussy clenched greedily around Taehyung’s member. And he grunted out “almost” panting himself. Hoseok got off of you as Taehyung stole your lips from Namjoon kissing you harshly. Your hands kept the pace the men had set. Taehyung let his hand come up to choke on your neck as he continued to fuck into you. He pulled back from the kiss continuing to choke you.
“SHIT!” Was the only scream you muttered out as you finally reached your orgasm, happy tears leaking as you gave all of your cum to Taehyung who just kept pushing his hips against yours. Soon after you, Jin and Yoongi were cumming on your body, and Next Namjoon, finally Jimin and Jungkook as Hoseok spilled his cum on your face. Taehyung watching everyone at once spill their cum on your breast and face, let his hips stutter before he spilled his seed inside of you, he pulled out letting the rest get on the top of your pussy. He leaned back on his hind legs breathing deeply as everyone else tried to find their calming point.
Your body convulsed against the floor as Yoongi thought it would be a good idea to rub your clit until you were having another orgasm. Jin joined in on the fun plunging two fingers back inside of you, Namjoon pressing the bullet back against your clit. This time you squirted sobbing from the stimulation your pussy was receiving. It was as if they were trying to make up for all the orgasms they denied you. But when you started to sob louder from the pain of cumming the boys got the order from Taehyung to stop and they did.
You laid there shivering and panting. You were tired, your body ached and burned from the cuts and bruises, from being pounded into from being taken. Your bound legs was unloosed and Taehyung shooed the other members out of the house. You felt the drying of the cum on your skin and hair. Taehyung laughed watching the disgusted look set on your face. He shook his head picking you up once the front room was cleaned out carrying you to his room denying you of kisses because his hyungs were still on you’. And it made you pout but you nodded.
You liked Taehyung when he was like this the most. He started a bath start for you both. He threw in your favorite lush bath bomb letting it bubble up before he grabbed you holding you as he sat in the water with you. It was warm to you and stinging but Due to Taehyung’s kisses and deep voice you were fine. He made sure you were taken care of. He was washing your body as well as your hair once he was finished with that part. He murmured soft words in your ear. How good you did. You much he loved you. You couldn’t do anything but flush against his words smiling from the compliments.
Once the soothing bad was over including Taehyung playing with bubbles and making corny future dad jokes. He dried you off before carrying you to the bed naked. He laid you down rubbing some soothing peroxide over your cuts and then lotion to make sure your skin felt comfortable as well as healing cream a soft smile on his lips when you scolded him from worrying so much. He had climbed under the covers with you, both of you only wearing one thing. You, his big shirt. Him his pair of boxers. He let you lay on his chest as he played in your wet hair caressing, your back and your cheeks. Giving you soft gentle kisses letting you fall asleep on his chest.
Honestly. I promised you guys this but- I don’t know. I just hope it gets at least one note. I will be happy. But thanks for the followers, I hope that I keep growing. <3