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Im not a writer but a big fanfictions reader. I decided to be a bit more active in here to help the hidden readers find fanfic abt kpop (lngshot ryul ohyul, enhypen mainly), anime (jjk mostly), formula 1 etc...
I started reading a long time ago but I didn't show support to writers.
So now im organizing a bit (even if nobody will see).
The Heart List will be for the fanfic I will read (a waiting list or smtg). I have many of them in there!
And starting from recently the reblog are for the fanfic I read and that I liked/approve (and some meme)!!!
I tend to like fanfic with a lot of words (+20k) but depends on my mood! !! Also warning I often read smut but it also depends on my mood TT. So minors I dont recommand interacting a lot with the stuff I read!!!
Thank you dear writers, i love you baddies, the loves of my life
T/W: SFW + NSWF content! Minors, do NOT interact with the NSWF part!!!🔞🔞🔞 (SFW and NSWF parts are divided)
A/N: this has been in my mind longer than I want to admit🙃 (almost a year now)
Thanks for all the likes, comments, reblogs and following me! I really appreciate your feedback and support, guys!🥰🫶
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Prepare for possible OOC!
Also be aware of implied fem!reader!
(Sorry if there are any mistakes!)
And, most importantly, enjoy!!!
SFW
It all starts when you send Garou a meme
Of course, he doesn't understand it, and you explain to him the joke
After that, you show him memes over and over again
Soon enough, watching TikTok or Instagram reels together before going to sleep becomes a daily routine for both of you
Moreover, your boyfriend downloads the apps and gets stuck on his phone during his spare time
You notice how funnily Garou comments on videos or even mocks people around you
That's when you suggest to him starting his blog and making videos
You're sure that his humor and charm will be noticed and appreciated on social media
Garou doesn't share your enthusiasm because he simply doesn't see himself as a blogger
(and never in his life did he want to become one)
Until one day
He comes across a video where some guy states some facts about his favourite Super Sentai without proof
Of course, Garou's nerdy ass doesn't take it well
He's not the type to leave comments or, moreover, make duets in response to a video
But today is an exception
When your boyfriend is halfway through writing a long paragraph of reasons why the author of the video is a dumbass, he realises that it's easier to say it rather than type it
So he deletes what he has written and records a video
And let me tell you, Garou destroys that guy
When he publishes it, he closes the app with satisfaction and tells you about the moron once you come back home
(later, you find your boyfriend's video, like it and subscribe to him because you gotta support your lover, don't you?)
Due to being busy and spending time with you, Garou doesn't open the app for a few days
But when he does that, he sees thousands of notifications
Turns out, his video got popular
Not in a viral way, but still
Super Sentai fans support your boyfriend by liking, commenting on, and reposting his video
(moreover, they came to that guy's vid and destroyed him in the comments, making him delete the post later)
Another part of viewers just finds it endearing how a tough and rough-looking guy knows so much about a kids' show and takes it seriously
Of course, there are some girls who admire him and his muscular body
(and how can we go without haters or people who defend that guy? easily, because your boyfriend doesn't give a damn about them)
Garou never thought that his ranting would get such a response
So something clicks in his mind when he sees all the support
People actually agreed with him!
For the second time in his life he felt accepted by society
(why the second? because you were the first one who actually listened to him and shared his opinion)
(and he never took that for granted)
Your boyfriend decides to finally lash out about what has been bugging him since his childhood – unfairness towards monsters
He records a series of videos with his rants and publishes them
Undoubtedly, comments like "Dude, chill, it's just a kids' show" appear
But mostly, there are people who agree with Garou
Then he moves from Super Sentai and makes videos about different things that irritate him
For example, it can be stupid characters and their decisions from movies or series that you watch together
Or again, he calls out creators for being disrespectful or just saying some bullshit
You know that type of men who assert themselves by flexing their "pumped-up" bodies and downplaying women's strength?
Well, Garou straight up embarrasses them
Not only does he have a better muscular body, but he also disses them
Though, your boyfriend doesn't do it as a "pick-me" man or to get recognition from women
Something triggers him
Probably the fact that he's forever grateful to you and understands that if it wasn't for you, he would be living a miserable life
So it's unbelievable for him to even think of such bad things about you
Like, why the hell would you say shit about not only your lover, but also direct it at other women?
So yeah, in Garou's eyes, such guys are just pathetic losers who need to be taught a lesson
Alright, moving on➡️
You're glad to see your boyfriend being happy in his own community, knowing how important it is for him even though he never says that out loud
In addition, Garou doesn't let his "blog" influence your relationship
He makes videos only when you're not around or busy doing your stuff or relaxing in your shared bedroom
Meaning that he completely devotes himself when you spend time together
No social media, just both of you
Moreover, things get better between you as well
Since Garou gets paid for his blog, he can finally repay you for the effort you put in when he had nothing
(even though all you did was "free of charge" – you simply love this man)
And because your boyfriend loves you no less, he spoils you, taking you to different cafés or restaurants and getting you stuff that you have wanted for a long time, but couldn't afford to buy
The main point is that he wants to show you his gratitude and how much he loves and cherishes you
By the way, do you know how it gets revealed that you're both dating?
The answer is simple: you appear on one of his videos
All that Garou's fans know is that he used to like Kiro
Key word: used to
So they assume that he's open and single
But his fangirls' hearts break once he publishes a video that starts with "Today, I'm going to prank my girlfriend.."
Yeah, your boyfriend starts including you in his videos by pulling little harmless pranks on you or just filming different stuff together
Like I've said, he didn't want his blog to affect your relationship
That's why he didn't want you in his videos
However, you're the one who suggests appearing in his video
Garou is surprised to hear that, but still complies since you're okay with that
(the real reason why you gave him this idea is quite silly)
(you know that your boyfriend has fangirls who have a big crush on him, and you also know that your man is loyal and his eyes are only on you)
(but it doesn't stop you from feeling a bit jealous and wanting to show everyone that he's taken, that he's yours)
(oh my, how possessive of you🤭)
Mostly, his audience accepts you and finds you pretty and cute
Meanwhile, there are some jealous fangirls who, of course, write shit about you
You stop Garou from answering them or deleting their comments because, come on, haters gonna hate
Besides, he gets hateful comments as well, but doesn't answer them, so the same goes for you
Hesitantly, your boyfriend agrees with you and just regularly reminds you how amazing and beautiful you are
(because he sees that those jealous comments still upset you even if you hide it)
But then some girls start spreading rumors that you started dating him because of money and popularity
That's when Garou loses his mind
He posts a video where he tells them that you were with him from the start, that you accepted him when he was at his lowest, that he wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you, that he didn't cuss jealous fans out only because of you, that he'll always be grateful to you, that he's okay with being hated on, but when it comes to you? He won't tolerate any of it
Your boyfriend doesn't hide his fury
And hell, he's hot while doing this
It warms your heart to see how your boyfriend protects you
To be honest, this situation upsets him more than you
So you just cuddle it out for the rest of the evening as Garou's face is buried in the crook of your neck and his arms are protectively wrapped around you
As for his fans, most of them show respect for stepping up for you
And other girls find this hot, still wishing to date Garou
By that time, he'd received a lot of suggestions to start streaming
After giving it some thought, he decides to try it out and buys a computer
And that's how Garou becomes a streamer
(hooray, we finally got to this part! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make the prologue longer than the main part, lol... I guess I got carried away😅)
Usually, he either plays different games (horror ones, mostly) or watches different movies
And people actually like that as they find Garou's comments (and his streams in general) hilarious
His stream clips make him even more popular
However, you can still go out together without the fear of being caught by his fans
Well, aside from a few ones here and there
In any case, your boyfriend doesn't get a swollen head even if his fanbase grows
He goes live like 2-3 (max. 4) times a week
And again, the rest of the time he's completely yours
Garou doesn't do collabs – it's simply not in his interest
Alright, he actually has one collaboration
With Kiro
You heard me right
Super Sentai representatives contact him, suggesting a stream with Kiro and playing a new game about this show with her
At first, you feel a pang of jealousy because Kiro is still his first crush (even if it was kinda a childish crush)
But when you see your boyfriend's happy face and how excited he is, your jealousy immediately disappears as you feel a rush of joy for your man
It's so funny to watch the stream where Garou doesn't know how to act around his celebrity crush (even though they were just on a Discord call) and tries to hide his nervousness
He looks so endearing!! <3
When the live broadcast ends, you listen to your boyfriend's ecstatic gushing for the rest of the night
(and you couldn't be any happier for him and more proud of him)
Also, I've just got a thought: Garou definitely criticizes martial arts films
He always complains that characters stand in the wrong poses or perform moves incorrectly
(but if everything is right, he says something like "Finally, someone has a clue on how to fight properly!")
When someone in chat jokes that your boyfriend can't perform any combat techniques himself, he doesn't hesitate to prove them wrong
He actually shows his skills in martial arts (and involuntarily flexes his muscles)
By the way, Garou watches movies during streams in your company (if you're comfortable with that, of course)
Chat loves you because you make live broadcasts even more enjoyable with your jokes and charm
(and having you by his side is a huge bonus for your boyfriend)
Of course, there are users who ogle you and jokingly (or not) suggest dumping Garou and dating them instead
Or they just lavish you with compliments
Even though your boyfriend LOVES showing you off, he can't help but feel jealous sometimes
Not because you steal away attention from him – he'll never be jealous of that
But because… he doesn't know the intentions of people from his chat
They know you're taken, so why do they still hit on you??
Like, hello? You're his!!
Before you can process anything, his lips claim yours in a passionate kiss
Right in front of the camera
It shouldn't be a surprise to you though
Garou isn't afraid of PDA and isn't shy to show everyone whom you belong to
He likes to demonstratively kiss you, slap or squeeze your ass, wrap his arms around your waist, make you sit on his lap, nibble or mark the side of your neck…
(look for continuation in NSFW part😏)
And as for his viewers... well, they got used to it pretty quickly
Besides, your boyfriend always shows that you're more important than his streams (without disrespecting his audience)
Calling him in the middle of a stream? He immediately stops whatever he was doing and answers you
There was a loud bang in some room? He stands up and goes there to check on you
Wanna take something in the room, but don't want to be seen? He turns off the camera without saying anything
Need to ask him something real quick? He takes off his headphones and mutes his microphone
Bring him food? He shows everyone how amazing you cook (and that you're amazing in general)
Missing him or just wanting to spend time together? Your spot beside him always waits for you... or he simply starts ending the stream
These and so many things your boyfriend is ready to do for you
And his fans know better than to say anything about it
Because you're his top priority after all
NSFW
Where to begin with...
Alright, as I've already mentioned, Garou isn't shy to touch you in public or in front of the camera
He can kiss or even press his face against the lower part of your abdomen on streams (not in a harassing way)
But when it comes to intimacy, he loves making you squirm
And of course, this teasing bastard does it secretly so no one can see what he does to you
His fingers find their way to your thigh under the table and squeeze or caress it
(yes, it's not really 18+, but we're only getting started)
Then his hand goes way down and starts rubbing your pussy through the fabric
His moves get more and more intense with each caress
If you're not careful enough and wear shorts, then his fingers easily slip right into your panties and continue their ministrations against your skin
Or your boyfriend can slide his hand up under your shirt and squeeze your boobs and maybe even play with your nipples
And he's really slick with it
While you try to keep your composure, this man watches a movie or plays a game with one hand like nothing is happening
Sometimes he makes you sit on his lap so you can cover his boner
Undoubtedly, he doesn't waste the opportunity to rub his member against your ass cheeks or your cunt
As for you, you also tease him by wiggling right against his groin, making him even harder
Both of you know that you're only making things worse for yourselves
Because once the stream ends, he fucks you like crazy
If he's feeling patient, he takes you to your bedroom
If not, then he takes you on the spot
Yes, against his streamer setup
His computer is still turned on, and his keyboard and mouse are close to your hands
One wrong move, and you could start a stream
But the danger of accidentally going live makes both of you even more aroused
Usually, Garou actually takes his time with you during foreplay
He starts with slow and tender kisses, hands gently caressing your curves, smoothly pulling you down on the bed, hovering over you
Then he continues peppering your neck as his arms begin undressing the two of you
When he's done and you lie naked under him, his mouth proceeds to map your body with his kisses (and occasional marks) and slides down to your wet pussy
He clicks his tongue against your folds, making you gasp and run your fingers through his silver-gray locks
His mouth continues working on your cunt, savouring your juices, licking away wetness, rubbing your clit, grazing your skin, and even letting his tongue slide into your vagina as far as possible
Feeling your body tense and your fingers tug at his clothes, your boyfriend moves his face away, making you whine due to orgasm denial
A few moments later, he inserts two of his fingers and starts moving them as his thumb presses on your clit
If you've behaved yourself earlier, then he lets you cum
If not, he deprives you of climax again, teasing you with rubbing his tip against your folds
But if he performs cunnilingus with you on his face, then he has no other choice but to let you reach your peak
As much as Garou loves giving, he also can't say no to receiving
You tease him by pecking his tip and leaving a trail of kisses along his length
Knowing how little patience he has when it comes to blowjobs, you start taking his dick little by little
Your boyfriend supports your head with his hands as your mouth moves up and down
When he starts buckling his hips, it means that he's close and that you're not in control
Because he fucks your throat
Not in an aggressive way, but still
When he cums, he makes you take everything and swallow it
And only after that, he frees your mouth
Or he can also make you show his sperm in your mouth and play with it a bit before giving you permission to swallow it
Once you finish pleasing him, he praises you, calling you his good girl, and brushes his thumb against your cheek
When it comes to sex, Garou prefers to be the dom
He likes taking you from behind because his dick goes deeper into you this way
Even though he's rough in bed, he always checks on you to make sure that everything is alright
He'll be damned if he somehow hurts you
So yeah, if something makes you uncomfortable, do tell him
Your boyfriend is not really vocal, as he grunts for most of the time
Though comments like "You feel so good", "You take me so well", "You're so tight", "My good girl", "You're mine" come out of his mouth from time to time
He loses his mind when he hears your moans and his name leaving your lips
Something primal and possessive awakens inside him
Nevertheless, Garou also sometimes gives you the leading role
The way your tits or ass jiggle while you're on top of him is his favourite view (aside from your face in total bliss, of course)
Okay, so... jealousy sex
For some reason, the sight of your jealous man arouses you
Maybe it's the atmosphere that changes
Or the way his muscles tense up and his eyes darken
Or the way it makes you feel loved and special
Or maybe the fact that you're going to be fucked pretty soon
He pushes you onto the bed (or presses you against any surface) and slides your panties down
Seeing that you're already wet and dripping for him, he harshly buries himself deep inside you, making you let out a strangled moan
And then he starts thrusting into you
His finger grabs your chin, making you look at him
He's not letting you tear your gaze from him even for a second
You have to look into his eyes when he fucks you, when you reach your orgasm and when he fills you with his sperm
By the way, Garou likes to cum either inside you or on your abdomen
If you're the one who feels jealous/insecure, your boyfriend turns completely soft
If you want to ride him, he's fine with that
Whatever you want to do, he goes along with it
(well, within reasonable limits, of course)
But if you want reassurance from him, then be prepared for a long, steamy session of your pussy getting devoured by your man
He doesn't tease you and doesn't deny you orgasms
You cum at least three times... or have your cunt eaten out for at least three hours
It all depends on the situation, really
(and on your preferences, of course😉)
Oh, and also
Garou likes recording your sex sessions
(note: not every time, just when he feels like it)
He did it even before becoming a streamer
If earlier he was filming from his phone, now he uses his camera
The same one that he bought for streaming
Of course, your home videos are meant only for his entertainment
Well, he can post them, but in that case, he'll have to kill every person who watches it
So yeah💁♀️
Anyway, your boyfriend likes to rewatch these vids for four main reasons:
The first one: he examines what made you moan louder and arch your back higher
The second: he feels lonely, and you're not here to help him
The third: he's bored
And the last: he shows them to you in order to quickly make you aroused (and it works)
Do I really need to mention that you take up the most space in the frames?
Don't worry though, you also have power over him
When you're feeling lonely and needy and Garou is streaming, you do one simple, but effective thing
You send him your nudes
He immediately reads your messages, but doesn't answer them
And you don't really need his reply because you watch his reaction live
Smirking, you see how Garou checks his phone, stares at the screen for a few moments, then clears his throat, puts his device down, quickly scoots closer to his table to hide the lower part of his torso under it, then continues his stream
But the way his gaze can't focus on anything and he tries to act like he isn't distracted by what he saw on his phone tells you that you've already won
You smirk and lie down on the bed
3... 2... 1...
"Sweetheart, prepare yourself," you hear your man approaching
He enters your bedroom with a huge bulge in his pants and hovers over you, kissing you passionately and sliding his hand under your shirt
And the stream? It has ended
(either Garou was already finishing by the time you sent him your photos… or he went offline abruptly)
(he'll later tell his fans that the electricity went off or something like that)
So, what about aftercare?
It's quite simple
The first thing that Garou does is to check on you
After he makes sure that you're fine, he begins cleaning both of you with a washcloth and then brings you water just in case
(meanwhile, you come to your senses)
Softly kissing your forehead, he presses your body against his and covers both of you with a blanket
You have a talk (about anything) or just bask in each other's warmth
Soon, you drift off to sleep as Garou stays awake for a while, feeling like the luckiest bastard in the world
🐠 bf!idol!seonghyeon x f!reader, profanity, fluff, kys jokes, corny jokes, attempts 2 be funny (im sorry), mentions of cheating as a joke, ragebaiter yn
sometimes you wonder if your boyfriend prefers acai over you
listen to: acai by cortis
🥒 iro's notes: it's been so long omg hi....big keonho + james fic otw so its taking me smm time fuckk i feel like im on a writers block istg
⌗ SYNOPSIS - in which James is your stan acc oomf on twitter during pandemic days, and once you retrieved the account you suddenly remember him and start talking for a while again, not knowing he's a k-pop idol already.
৻ꪆ idol!james x non-idol! reader ৻ꪆ
⧽ warnings ┆ separate fiction from reality, rushed, no part 3, ooc james.
⧽ note ┆ long awaited part 2... i apologize lol i feel like i dont got this smau sh anm let me know what y'all think <\3
synopsis, you are the sixth member of CORTIS— a co-ed group formed under hybe. you were one of the first people to join the band, followed by the others. being the only girl in the group is far worse than you anticipated, but you love it (don't tell them that). [smau + written series]
author's note, written + smau [HEAR YE! HEAR YE! LOOK OUT FOR WRITTEN PART AFTER SCREENSHOT 7!]
pairing, CORTIS X sixthmember!reader , keonho x reader
part 0 da gang's all here
part one— periodzilla strikes!
You had been feeling nauseous and sick all evening. When you weren't able to pin-point exactly what the issue was, you decided to go to sleep. For you, sleep fixed everything.
That was, until you woke up a few hours later with a sharp pain in your lower stomach. At first, you just rolled over with a light groan and tried to ignore the piercing pain shooting through your body. As the minutes passed, it started becoming unbearable. A familiar ache shot through your body and you instantly knew what had been the problem all evening.
You had started your period.
It all made sense— crying over a movie, snapping at everyone over everything, constantly feeling tired. It all clicked. You let out another groan, this time from frustration rather than pain. Juhoon, who had been asleep beside your bed in his, woke up to your groan.
"Y/N? You okay?" He asked, his voice raspy from sleep. You peeped up from your pillow and gave him a half-hearted thumbs up. His eyebrows furrowed as he focused on the alarm clock on his nightstand.
4.00 AM.
Juhoon sighed, before lazily sitting up in his bed, looking at you tiredly with a hint of annoyance.
"Bro, you woke me up." He muttered. Juhoon was a light sleeper, and you had come to that realisation months ago when he had woken up to you sneaking out.
"Sorry, didn't mean to." You mustered up the strength to mutter out. You thanked every star out there that it was Juhoon who had woken up. If it was any of your other members, you would've crashed out with their pestering and annoying remarks.
"Are you sure you're okay? You look pale." Juhoon tilted his head as he stood up and stretched.
You sighed, shaking your head. "Nope, I started my period." You said bluntly. Juhoon froze for a second. It wasn't his first time hearing it, you all had been living together for months. But it still made him freeze every time— not from disgust or cluelessness, but from fear of pissing you off or making you cry.
He still remembered the first time you had gotten your period around them. The guys had no clue what to do, except for Seonghyeon since he had a sister, and James (for reasons unknown). He remembered Keonho being particularly worried, having never seen the boy so serious.
"Oh... do you need anything?" He asked softly.
"A bullet in my head." You groaned against the pillow.
"Anything except for that?"
"Heating pad, please."
"Alright." He left the room to get the heating pad. The commotion in the kitchen woke Keonho, Seonghyeon and Martin up too. James had been up late, trying to figure out a formation, so no one bothered to wake him up just yet.
"What the hell are you doing?" Seonghyeon asked Juhoon as he watched the boy heat water. Juhoon looked back at the three boys, before turning his attention to the water.
"Y/N got her period. I'm heating the water for the heating pad."
"Oh." The three boys said in unison. They looked at each other hesitantly.
"Can we go see her?" Martin finally spoke up.
"Yeah bro, she's not a patient in the hospital. What kind of question is that?" Juhoon rolled his eyes, before adding. "Don't piss her off though."
"Keon, you might want to stay back then. It'll be difficult for you to not be annoying as hell." Seonghyeon said, holding back a laugh. It seemed that Martin laughed on all of their behalf with how loud he was. That woke you up. You were feeling slightly better, so you finally got up from the bed. Thankfully, you hadn't bled out on the sheets.
When Juhoon came back inside the room, he saw your empty bed and the shower running. He quietly kept the heating pad on your bed, woke James up and left again.
James, clueless as ever, woke up with a loud yawn and a stretch, before he left the room too. An hour went by, and everyone had gotten to their own stuff. Keonho and Seonghyeon were in their room, Martin was in the studio and James and Juhoon had left to get food. You had stepped out of the shower in agonizing pain. You didn't bother leaving the room to greet the others and just laid down on your bed, hoping for the pain to go away.
That's when your phone started blowing up. You felt anger surge through you.
hyunsuk hears the door shut, pulling him out of his nap as he leans up to see you trying to get out of your shoes while holding a package in your arms. he stifles a yawn, blinking a few times as he stretches. "baby?"
"i'm here!" you call out, and then nearly trip over the step into the apartment. he hears the excitement in your quick steps as you cross the room, dropping the box onto the coffee table before going for anything sharp to open the box with. "i was going to wrap it but it's already late and--"
late...? he perks up, running a hand through his hair, already unable to hide a smile. "that's okay. can i break into it?"
you stand in his little kitchenette, a little flustered as you nod. "yeah! yeah, it's not--it's not fragile. they're just... shoes."
just shoes in your words. he knows what you got him: you sheepishly showed him the picture of them, a pair of shoes he'd been eyeing up for a while. he splurged on a new jersey as a birthday gift to himself since it was almost sold out... and passed up on this pair. he rips into the box, careful enough to not ruin the cardboard but the flimsy tape rips easily. bright red, white, and black peeks out of the paper at him, and he's already grinning and blushing.
you listen. you told him when you started dating that you're terrible with presents (you get a little overwhelmed, especially with the added worry of "but what if they hate it?" making the process worse), but you've figured out how to deal with it. making lists when people mention things, sending links to yourself 'to check out later,' keeping an eye out when someone points out certain styles they like...
you settle next to him. "so?"
"i love them." his eyes crinkle when he smiles, leaning over to kiss you. "thank you, baby."
"happy birthday, baby," you tease him a little, kissing his forehead before settling into the couch. "i'm glad you're here."
he is, too. he'll wear them the next time you go out together, just to see you smile.
another chime from jihoon's phone tells you that someone else has wished him a happy birthday. he tells you not to move as he stretches as best as he can without disturbing you, one arm still curled comfortably around you while you grab onto his laptop to keep it from sliding. it takes a few seconds of trying to snag the bottom of his phone by the protective case from the bedside table where it'd charging, but he pulls it into his grasp, holding it up to see that this time it's asahi, and the message is longer than what you can actually read.
"that's sweet," you hum, head still resting on his shoulder. you avert your eyes back to the laptop screen, tapping to pause the episode of the movie the two of you were watching. "everyone loves our sweet hoonie..."
he chuckles, and you can feel the vibration just barely. "not everyone," he says, typing out a response. a few seconds later, you hear that swish! and he sets his phone aside. "just the people that matter."
you snuggle closer again. the sound of waves crashing against the shore outside your hotel room make you feel drowsy all over again when you're cuddled up next to him, but you'll make it to the credits. today has been long with your beach day, complete with jihoon again trying to teach you how to surfe, but he had told you over cake at his birthday dinner that he wanted to watch a movie with you before the day was over.
"are you falling asleep?" he chuckles, pressing a kiss against your forehead.
"no." you pout a little at the accusation. "i'm fine. we don't have much left."
"it's okay if you fall asleep," he chuckles, patting your head a little before he unpauses the movie. "thank you for planning today."
you settle in, watching the screen despite the way your vision seems to blur, lids heavier than they were before. "of course," you murmur, draping an arm across him. "anything for you. happy birthday, my hoonie."
and he just chuckles, taking your hand so that he can kiss your knuckles. "goodnight, sleepyhead."
WARNINGS: Reader is a bitch highkey, Breeding if you squint, Steph calls her mommy like once, Daddy kink (surprise, surprise), Make up sex, Stephon down bad, Alluding to baby trapping lowkey.
SUMMARY: You weren’t exactly the best girlfriend but…leaving you didn’t seem like an option either.
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It didn’t stop until he was done with you. Back arched almost until it was painful, hands beginning to cramp from holding the sheets so tightly, and your eyes began to blur over from tears. This wasn’t even angry sex. This was ‘i miss you, stop playin’ sex. This was ‘You not leavin’ me.’ sex, as surprising as it was to you that he'd tell you so.
See, Stephon loved you, but you had “ways” about yourself.
You were stuck up, simply put. A brat with a silver spoon sticking out of your pouted mouth. You hated his friends and made it known, you hated seeing him talk to any other girls but you, you demanded everything to go your way or else the day was at risk of being ruined. There wasn’t a day where Stephon didn’t look at you, wondering if your head was actually on another planet.. But what did he really expect from dating a model?
Almost every day there was a camera propped in your face, flashing lights with people behind them yelling ‘look here’, ‘do this’; and it was all for a picture of you. A meek little photo to capture the beauty you were simply just born with.
He put up with it when he could, giving you exactly what you wanted when you asked for it. He distanced you from his friends and stopped mingling so much, stayed in the house with you more, and kept you pampered, but you always found something.
It pissed him off so much that you’d be blocked one day, the man claiming he was “officially done”, then unblocked and in his bed the next day. The constant loop of push and pull almost made him sick, but being lonely and missing you made him sicker.
Contrary to his friends beliefs (Because Stephon loved to lie and say you two weren’t on speaking terms) you were never gone for long, no matter how serious you thought he was, no matter how many apps he had you blocked on.
“This pussy miss me? Hm?” Stephon grunted from behind you, a hand pulling up his shirt so he could get a proper view of your ass clapping back on him. You could barely answer. Not when his hand was placed smack dead in the middle of your back, reinforcing the powerful arch.
“Mhmm-“
“Mhm? Mhm, what?”
You shuddered. “I-I-“
“What? What, daddy baby?” He cooed, trying to coax you to talk him through it just as much as he did you, the hand he used to pin you down now softly caressing the dip in your back.
You began to mewl, limbs stretching out as you felt him dig even deeper inside of you, pounding like you had stolen something; His sense, perhaps.
“Ouh, fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck-“ He chanted, tucking his rolled up shirt under his arms to keep it from obstructing his view again before gripping your hips, his long fingers steady digging into the fat.
Almost panicked, your back hunches up as you feel wetness trickle down your thighs, slow, but sure.
“Steph! I- I feel it!”
A smirk spread across his lips as his dreads fell out of it’s ponytail and into his face. “Uh-huh. Daddy in that shit?”
“Yes!”
“I’m fuckin’ you good?”
“Yes, bae!”
“You finna cum all on this dick? Give daddy that nut”
“Yes, yes, yes, daddy!”
He could feel it for himself. You got wetter, tighter too. A familiar white ring appeared around the base of his dick, the absolutely obscene sight making him wanna put you further through the mattress, if that was even possible.
It was crazy how delusional sex could make him, now he was thinking that maybe babies weren’t that expensive..he always thought you’d look cute with a little belly. Maybe that’d fix you.
The tighter you gripped, the more you could actually hear Stephon struggling behind you, his hips rolling with more desperation than a few minutes ago until he was just grinding into you, forcing you to feel every inch and detail of his dick.
Almost tiredly, more so fucked out than anything, he lays his upper body on yours, careful not to crush you but just enough so you could feel him.
“I love this pussy” He mumbles in your ear, completely drunk off of it. “I love it” He repeats while kissing along your shoulders, occasionally biting as his hands slide up to intertwine with yours. One intense roll of his hips left you gasping, body tensing up from the sensation. “You gon’ take her from me, mommy? You gon’ leave me alone for real?”
The audacity of him to ask that.
You pout and shake your head. “No, baby. Never.”
He whimpers softly before you feel warmth inside of you, his dick twitching with every pump of his release.
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pov: james's ig story posts + results after the break up (clue: he lowk still wants u)
( 💬 ) oneshot for my james smau that will be released....one day ig "i think i kinda you know" ! lemme know if ya'll fw it n wanna be tagged 🤷♀️ (btw the main trope isn't this lol)
You were sick. Not cute lil sneeze sick, not sniffles and tea sick, but the kind of sick that made your body ache in places you didn’t even know could hurt. Your head was splitting, your throat bloody raw, and your nose wouldn’t let you breathe for more than three seconds at a time. The flu had you incredibly down bad.
And worse than that—you hated feeling alone when you were this way.
Your boyfriend Stephon had been working on his laptop in the living room all afternoon, earbuds in, trying to catch up on film and messages from his team. You’d already called him into the bedroom more times than you could count, and even though you knew you were pushing it, you couldn’t help it.
“Steph…” Your voice came out weak, half-whine, half-plea.
A beat later, you heard the scrape of his chair against the floor and his footsteps. He appeared in the doorway, leaning a shoulder against the frame, laptop tucked under his arm. His expression was flat but familiar, you knew that look all too well. He was tired, but not enough to actually get mad at you.
“That’s the fourth time in, what… ten minutes?” he said, voice low, a little amused. “What you need now?”
You sniffled, clutching your blanket tighter around yourself. “Just… come lay down with me. Please.”
He shook his head profusely, the corner of his mouth tugging up. “Girl don’t nobody wanna lay down with sicky.”
You frowned, instantly guilty. “It’s fine, don’t worry about it. I’m sorry I asked.” You rolled over to face the wall, hoping he’d just go back to his film.
Instead, the bed dipped under his weight. You felt the heat of him sitting behind you, then his hand brushed across your forehead, pushing the damp strands of hair out of your face. His touch was cool compared to your fevered skin.
“Don’t do that,” he muttered. “You know I’m not leaving you like this.”
You peeked back at him. His laptop was already on the nightstand, forgotten. “What happened to not wanting to laying down with ‘sicky’”
“I don’t,” he said simply. “But I want you straight more than that. So.” He pulled the blanket up around your shoulders, tucking you in like you were liable to slide off the bed. “You hot or cold?”
“Cold,” you admitted, even though you were already wrapped in half the blankets in the apartment, and sweating like crazy.
He clicked his tongue, stood up, and came back with the hoodie he’d left draped on the back of a chair. He helped you slide your arms into it carefully, tugging the hood up over your head when you shivered.
“There,” he said, settling back down. “Now stop acting like you freezing in the middle of August.”
The smell of him, his laundry detergent and something warmer, the faint scent of his cologne was comforting. You snuggled into it instantly. “Thanks.”
“Mhm.” He leaned back against the headboard, opening his laptop again, but when you shifted around restlessly, he sighed and closed it. “Y/N, you really not gon’ let me get nothing done, bruh?”
You looked up at him, sheepish. “…i’m just trying to get comfortable”
He chuckled, low and quiet, shaking his head. “You really something else.” He patted his lap. “C’mere mama, stop all that moving around.”
It took effort, but you scooted over and curled up with your head against his thigh. His hand found the back of your head automatically, slow strokes through your hair.
“You straight?” he asked.
“Yeah,” you mumbled, eyes already heavy.
For a while, the room was quiet except for the sound of your breathing. His phone buzzed a few times, but he ignored it, thumb still dragging absent circles against your scalp. Every so often, he adjusted the blanket when you kicked it off or tucked it tighter when you shivered.
But no matter how comfortable you got, your brain wouldn’t shut off. Your body was exhausted, but your thoughts kept spinning. You shifted again, huffing. “I can’t sleep.”
“I noticed,” he said, dry but not unkind. He adjusted, sliding down until he was lying beside you. His arm hooked around your waist, pulling you against his chest. “Alright, relax. Breathe.”
You tried, pressing your face into his hoodie. But after a few minutes, you groaned softly. “It’s not working.”
He kissed the top of your head, brief and warm. “You want me to talk to you?”
You tilted your head up at him. “Talk to me?”
“Yeah,” he said like it was obvious. “When I can’t sleep, I just listen to somebody else until I knock.”
You thought about it. “…What would you even talk about?”
He shrugged, his lips brushing against your hair. “Shit, anything. Don’t matter. You just need my voice in your ear, right?”
You gave a weak laugh. “That sounds freaky and cocky as fuck.”
“Girl ew,” he murmured. “That’s just you.”
So he talked. About random stuff—nothing deep, nothing rehearsed. A story about his teammates getting on each other on the plane. How he almost missed the bus in college once and the whole team made fun of him for. The kind of little things that didn’t matter but seemed to calm you anyways.
His voice was always comforting though you’d never admit that, whether he was talking you through a nut or explaining film he had to study.
You were absolutely enamored by him, everything about him: from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. Not even your mother would dare to jump in the bed with you when you were sick like this. You loved the way he loved you, never nonchalant but calmly yearning for you. Each word pulled you closer to sleep, your body sinking heavier against him.
“You listening?” he asked after a while.
You hummed, barely awake.
“Good. Don’t make me tell the story twice.”
You smiled faintly against his chest, your eyelids finally too heavy to fight. The last thing you felt was the slow drag of his palm over your back and the quiet press of his lips against your forehead.
“Go on, knock out,” he whispered. “I got you.”
And for once, you did.
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