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i dont wanna do it but somebody PLEASE write rockstar kamden smut
want this more than anything
anon i saw ur request and that shit was delicious. i will work on that asap
Making out with yechan PLEASAH
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a little yechan making out blurb
enjoy~
warnings: soft nsfw, marking, kissing(duh), mentions of sex, saliva(also kinda duh), not proofread
requests: open
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Happy Birthday~ to Me!
synopsis: its your birthday! you hate birthdays… seongbin makes it better
characters: bartender!seongbin x birthday girl! reader, bff yechan, wonyoung, sullyoon, isa
warnings: fem reader but they/them pronouns, strangers to lovers(?), smut, making out, dry humping, cumming in pants, pussy eating, urm birthdays? idk, its proofread but theres probably still mistakes
request? yeah, and theyre open
word count: 2.3k
long time no see…
should i drop an 82major seongbin smut?
Untitled
Pair: Sungchan x Reader
Type: oneshot/blurb?; angst?
Warnings: cheating, kinda dramatic..., wrote it on a road trip, math
Word Count: 2.2K
note: i wrote this months ago and it’s technically unfinished because it was supposed to be a full story but i lost interest and don’t know how to continue it. i’m so scared to post this, but i also try not to care that much um. also lmk if i missed any other warnings.
“Well, no, 12/49 is rational. Remember, fractions are rational,” You explained.
“Shit, I knew that too. I’m totally failing this test,” Sungchan said, leaning back in his chair.
You sighed, “You need to trust yourself more, like you said, you knew it was rational. Come on, let’s work on the next problem.”
And that you would have done if it had not been for Jaehyun and Shotaro running into the room of the library you two were in calling your name.
“Y/n, there’s something you need to know,” Jaehyun said in between pants.
“What’s wrong? Did something happen?” You asked, giving them some water.
Shotaro pulled out his phone, “Haechan is cheating on you.” He pulled up a picture and video of said boy kissing and flirting with the school’s lead cheerleader, Lia.
“Wait, is that Lia?” Sungchan asks.
You began to shake, taking Shotaro’s phone from him. “I think I’m gonna be sick,” You say with a small laugh. You hand Shotaro his phone back.
“We just found out and we thought you should know,” Jaehyun said, “I’m sorry.”
You began to pack your bag. “Sungchan, can we finish this another time?” Tears began forming in your eyes.
“Yeah, of course, do you want me to walk you home?” Sungchan asked.
“Um,” you thought it over. You didn’t really want to be alone just yet. “Sure, that would be nice, actually.”
“Are you gonna be okay Y/n?” Shotaro asked, putting a hand on your shoulder. Jaehyun looked at you with a worried expression on his face.
“Thanks for letting me know guys.” You gave the two a small smile, the best one you could muster, and walked out with Sungchan just behind you.
As you wiped your tears Sungchan couldn’t help but feel bad. You had helped him so much and all he could think to do was walk you home. Which you had accepted, sure, but he feels as though it wasn’t enough. Also, fuck Haechan. He absolutely couldn’t believe someone would do that to you. Especially his own teammate. He couldn’t believe Lia could do that either. Truth be told he had a crush on Lia. He’s seeing her in a different light now.
“Are you okay?” You asked. “I know you like Lia, so you must be pretty bummed.”
Sungchan couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He could almost laugh. Even though you just got cheated on, all you could think of was others, absolutely bonkers bro.
“I don’t really care, to be honest. What about you? I mean, you just got cheated on.” He asked.
The tears came back, this time flowing down your face.
“Oh shit, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you cry.” Sungchan began to panic. Enough to go for a hug? How do you help someone that just got cheated on?
“No, it’s fine,” you say between sobs. “I can walk myself home from here, you don’t have to stay.”
“Absolutely not, at least let me do this, please,” Sungchan asked. You managed a smile and thanked him.
You cleared your throat and he let go of you.
“Sorry, it’s the only thing I could think of that could maybe make you feel better,” he explained himself. You laughed at this as you kept walking.
“Sorry for cutting the session early today.”
“Hey, I’m supposed to be the idiot here,” Sungchan said, implying you’re being dumb, “It’s not like you were really in a place to tutoring anyways.” He smiled.
“Yeah, kind of hard to teach someone with something else on the mind,” you said, laughing a bit, “but don’t worry, next session is gonna be extra long.” Sungchan’s groan made you laugh even more.
“You don’t have to do all that.”
“This is my house,” you say when you’re phone buzzes. You grab your phone. It’s Haechan.
“Who is it?” Sungchan asks.
“Um,” you start, reading the message, “It’s Haechan. He’s asking me where I am.” Sungchan looks confused. “He normally walks me home after our sessions.”
Sungchan looked at you with soft eyes. “I don’t really want to get involved, but call me if you need anything.”
“Thanks. I’ll see you later.”
After initially ignoring Haechan’s message, he sends you more. After ignoring the first call, he calls you more. This, however, was getting annoying to you, so you decide to answer.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” He says through the phone, and you stay silent. “I’ve been trying to get a hold of you for 20 minutes. Where are you?”
“I’m home.” You replied.
“Home? What? I thought you were tutoring Sungchan. What happened?”
“Are you cheating on me?” The tears were coming back at the memory of the photos and video that Shotaro took.
“What? No, Lia and I are just friends,” Haechan said nervously.
“I never asked about anyone, Haechan. I can’t believe you.” Those tears began to fall down your face as your cheating boyfriend tried to explain himself.
“Y/n, come on, I would never cheat on you. Who told you that?”
You scoff at him, “Haechan, I saw pictures. Stop lying to me.”
“Y/n, I’m telling you I wouldn’t do that. It wasn’t me you saw. It was probably Johnny or something.”
“We both know that there's no way 3 people could confuse you with Johnny. We’re done Haechan.” You hung up the phone and began to sob at that point. Nothing was stopping the tears coming down your face.
He didn’t call you back after that. In fact, he publicly posted about his new girlfriend, Lia, all over his instagram. She’s pretty, you can’t lie, but that didn’t help in making you feel any better, so you decided to call your friend.
“Hey, Y/n, how are you feeling?” with that line from Shotaro, you sobbed harder. “Oh, Y/n, I’m sorry.”
“I can’t believe he cheated on me. And now he’s just flaunting her on instagram like I never even existed,” you cried.
“I know, honey, but this is what we’re gonna do, ok?” he began, waiting for some sound of approval for him to keep going. “You’re going to block him on everything you got, mkay? Then you’re gonna delete all your photos of you guys together, and I mean ALL of them. No exceptions.” You sniffled as you listened to him, beginning to do as he said.
“Ok, now what?” you asked.
“We’re gonna plan our revenge,” Shotaro said, mischeiviously.
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea, Taro.” you say.
“Oh, come on, we’re still high school students, live a little.” he convinces.
“Well, what did you have in mind?” It couldn’t hurt to be curious, right?
“You have to make him jealous! Start dating someone else!” he suggested.
“Shotaro! That’s an even worse idea! I don’t want to date anyone, what the hell?” Apparently it did hurt to be curious.
“Well, not actually date anyone,” he laughed, “just like, fake dating. Make him regret cheating on you and want you back.”
You began to think it over. Thoughts of ‘Would what even work?’ and ‘Who would ever agree to that?’ filled your head. Having your friend on over the phone, you decided to voice those thoughts.
“Who would ever even agree to that? And even if someone did, how do you even know it would work?” you asked him.
“Y/n, I’m sure anyone would love to help you. You’re such a caring person, there’s gotta be at least 1 person that would be willing to do this for you.” Shotaro is such a good friend. So good in fact, that he was right. “And Haechan might’ve cheated on you, but he’s also a territorial asshole that probably doesn’t think you can move on. So, it’ll definitely work.”
“You might be right. I’ll think about it, thanks for cheering me up, Taro,” you tell him.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m the best,” he giggles, “get some sleep Y/n.”
“See you tomorrow,” with that, you hung up.
The next day came, going through it was hard. Normally you had Haechan to walk you to class, but now you see him in the halls with Lia and the rest of the cheer squad and you want to cry. Thankfully, you don’t, and Jaehyun even offered to walk you to some of your classes.
“He said what?” Jaehyun asked, walking with you.
“Yeah, he said I should try to make Haechan jealous by fake dating someone,” you snorted, “Ridiculous right?”
“Well, a bit. But knowing Haechan, it could work,” He said.
“You’re not seriously agreeing with Shotaro, are you?” Jaehyun just shrugged at your question.
You both got to your class, “I would ask Sungchan if I were you. He’s most likely to agree, considering he likes Lia and would maybe also want her attention. He also owes you for tutoring him. If it weren’t for you, he’d probably be off the team by now,” Jaehyun said.
“Hey! How could you say that about your own teammate?” you say, while Jaehyun just shrugs. You sigh, “Well, you might be right about him agreeing. I just don’t really know if I should do it. It seems like a plan bound to backfire somehow.”
“I think you’re overthinking it, Y/n. Don’t you have this class with Sungchan? Just ask him. If he says no then just don’t do it,” he suggests. “Anyway, I gotta run to class before I’m late. See ya!”
“See ya.” You walked into class and eye the aforementioned boy, walking to sit in your seat beside him.
“Hey, Y/n, how are you feeling?” he asked as you sat down.
You pulled your books out of your bag, “Definitely better than last night,” you started, “But, do you think you could help me with something?”
“Yeah, of course. Anything.”
“Well… I was on a call with Shotaro last night, and he suggested me do something to, I guess, ‘get back’ at Haechan.” Sungchan hums, “It’s really stupid, so you don’t have to say yes, but he said I should fake date someone, and the only person I thought would work was you. You know, cuz he was always been super weird about me tutoring you, so like, maybe it would work…” you continued to ramble.
Sungchan laughed, “Y/n, I did say ‘anything.’ I agree with Shotaro, it would definitely work to make him some kind of jealous.”
“Really? Again, you don’t have to.” you questioned.
“Yes, really,” he smiled, “How about, after school, we go to my house, or yours whichever you prefer, and we talk more about this?”
“Yeah, sounds good.” With that, you both tuned in to the lesson the teacher was giving.
“Do you want me to walk you to your next class? Might as well start early.” Sungchan asked, packing his bag.
“Yeah, as long as it’s not too out of your way. It’s the science building,” you smiled, zipping up your own.
Sungchan extended his hand to you and you laughed as you took it. The walk to your next class was uneventful, as you didn’t encounter your ex-boyfriend on the way.
“You have this class with Haechan right? Do you want me to kiss your forehead when we get there?” Sungchan asked.
You panicked, “Oh, you don’t have to do that.” Sungchan just smiled.
As you approached the door, Sungchan spoke up, “I’ll be back to pick you up, wait for me,” and he enveloped you in a hug that you quickly returned.
“Alright, see you then,” you smiled and walked inside, while Sungchan waves at you then walked away. You turned to see Haechan looking at you. An expression of surprise on his face.
‘Maybe this will work,’ you thought to yourself.
You guys decided on going to your house to talk about this plan, as well as the tutoring you were giving Sungchan.
“Are you hungry? My dad normally leaves food before leaving, I can make you a plate,” you tell Sungchan, as you opened the door of your house.
“Sure, I’ll have some,” he accepts.
“I can tutor you in the living room if you want. Just stay here, I’ll be right back,” you say as you depart to the kitchen fix yourself and Sungchan some food.
When you came back to the living room you see Sungchan still standing, a little awkwardly. “You can sit,” you laugh as you placed the plates down on the coffee table.
“Wow! It looks delicious!” Sungchan says. He takes a bite and his eyes go wide. “It’s so good! Your dad cooks really well!”
You laugh, “Yeah, he works as a head chef. I’d hope his food is good, for his job’s sake.” Sungchan laughs too.
“Oh that’s cool, I didn’t know that!” he says.
“There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me Jung Sungchan,” you tell him.
“I guess you’re right,” he laughs.
“So,” you say after taking another bite, “about earlier.”
“Oh, right. Maybe we should establish some rules?” he suggests.
Sneaky peaky at what your working on now??👀🖤
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i got to see it >:)
oh naur. we done here. @ohmymelon
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BIMBO NO-
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For Some Time
Pair: Oikawa x Hinata
Genre: Angst
Word Count: 1.5k
Warnings: fighting, mentions of sex(nothing explicit), no happy ending:), not a good relationship.
“Oikawa!” Hinata yelled across the gym. At the sound of a familiar voice, Oikawa turned and smiled. It was like a taste of home.
As Hinata ran up to him he says, “It’s been a while!”
“Yeah, it has! How are you and Kageyama?” Oikawa asks.
“Mm, I’d rather not talk about it,” Hinata responds. He thinks back to the last conversation they had before leaving.
“Why would you ever want to change teams? WE are a good team! What could Argentina even have to offer?” Kageyama asked.
“I don’t understand, what’s the big deal? We’ll still be a good team, I just want to explore others too!”
“So what? I’m just supposed to wait for you to come back?” Kageyama argued.
“Of course not! You still have others to set to. Do what you want! I don’t care!” Hinata argued.
“Oh, you don’t care?”
“Oh my god,” Hinata started, exasperated, “I didn’t mean it like that! Why are you being like this?”
They’ve been fighting for the past few weeks, but it was never this bad before. Hinata was due to leave for Argentina tomorrow and he just wanted to have a peaceful last night with his significant other before they don’t see each other for a while. On the other hand, Kageyama just wants to keep his boyfriend here, and he’s insistent.
“Maybe we should just break up.”
“That bad you don’t even want to talk about it huh?” Oikawa waited for a response but continues when he doesn’t get one, “You’ve actually gotten taller! I’m surprised! I thought you’d stay short forever!”
“Hey!” Hinata retorts faking offense.
Oikawa laughs, “I’m just messing with you!”
“Practice is starting! Run laps!” called the coach.
“Since it’s your first practice with us, why don’t I take you out to dinner? My treat!” Oikawa offers as they walk out of the building.
“Sounds like a plan!” Hinata accepted as he followed Oikawa. “Where are we going?”
“I know a really good pub around the corner,” Oikawa answered as he began to lead the way on foot.
As they walked to the restaurant they reminisced the old days in high school. They remembered how competitive they were, how much they hated each other but respected each other. But as they talked, not only did they feel nostalgic, they felt something else. Every time Iwaizumi or Kageyama was brought up in conversation there seemed to be a painful pause. Oikawa would think about how much he missed his childhood friend. How he was there through it all. When he first played volleyball, when he came out, when he got hurt, when he wanted to quit. He was there through it all. Until a few months ago, at least. They were seated as they continued talking.
“How’s you and Iwa? Did you confess?” asked Hinata, remembering the short-lived topic from earlier.
“Oh, uh, you probably know better than me. We haven’t talked in a while.” Oikawa responds, regretfully.
“Oh, sorry for asking.”
An awkward silence filled the air while they looked at the menu.
“Don’t worry,” Oikawa said after ordering, “it’s not like some big thing happened between us, just physical separation, I guess.”
Hinata looked at Oikawa sadly. “Well, I say fuck it. I’m tired of being sober. The more alcohol in my system, the less I have to think about them.”
Oikawa huffed, “Two shots please!”
“... so we broke up,” Hinata slurred.
“That actually really sucks.” Oikawa responded, “but at least you have a reason. Iwaizumi just gradually stopped talking to me. I don’t even really know why.” A comfortable silence fell over the two of them. Oikawa looked into Hinata’s eyes and said, “I’m glad you’re here. I missed you.” He didn’t really mean that. Although Hinata did remind him of something he missed, he couldn’t really say it was him he missed.
“You what?” Hinata felt like he hasn’t been wanted in a while. After the breakup, he hasn’t really felt himself. Practicing Oikawa and just being around him reminded Hinata about all the good things he had with Kageyama.
“I missed you…” Oikawa stuttered. Hinata looked down to his lips. Was this all it took? Three simple words and a little alcohol? Oikawa began to notice where his eyes fell and with even less self-constraint he closed the gap between them. Seconds began to feel like minutes as they sat there. But as soon as they started wanting more, Oikawa got the check. But the rest becomes a blur.
“Ugh,” Hinata groaned as he woke up. He began to feel panic as he did not recognize his surroundings at all. As he looked around he spotted a certain brunette asleep next to him.
Then, pain, and not just coming from his burning head.
He now had a good idea as to what happened and where he was.
“How could this happen? I don’t have feelings for Oikawa, do I?” Hinata thought, “No, this is crazy, I need to get out of here.”
“Good morning,” Oikawa groaned. Just his luck.
“Morning. Um, how did you sleep?”
“Amazing,” Oikawa said softly. Hinata was trapped in Oikawa’s entrancing eyes.
“So, last night…” He suggested. There was a bit of awkwardness in the air.
“Last night, happened,” Oikawa replied. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have made a move. I was drunk, you were drunk, this shouldn’t have happened-“ Oikawa continues to ramble.
Hinata laughed, “It’s okay, I enjoyed it, I think.”
Oikawa sighed a breath of relief. “So, how do you like your eggs?”
Hinata and Oikawa got into the habit of hanging out with each other every day. Sometimes they call it dates.
“Tooru! Stop! It tickles!” Hinata laughed.
“Not until you apologize!” Oikawa had been pranked by Hinata, and this was his revenge.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Please!” Hinata begged.
As Oikawa let up on his attack, Hinata smiled up at him.
“Will you be my boyfriend?” Oikawa wasn’t really thinking when he said this. Something about Hinata feels like home, even if he wasn’t conscious of his comparison. All he currently knew was some kind of bliss while being with Hinata.
“Yes!” Hinata replied after a small pause. He, too, wasn’t thinking all too well. Something about Oikawa reminds him of Kageyama, even if he wasn’t conscious of the comparison. All he currently knew was some kind of bliss while being with Oikawa.
They shared a kiss, though it didn’t feel complete. Parts of each other still weren’t there
There were cuddles, team practices, kisses, sex. To the outside, it looked great. But there were still pieces missing. Oikawa was to first to say something.
“Shoyo, is everything alright?” He asked, gaining the confused look of the ginger.
Hinata looked back at his phone, “Of course I am, why do you ask?”
“I don’t know, you feel more… distant?” Oikawa said. Hinata rolled his eyes haphazardly.
“I’ve been the same as always, what are you on about Tooru?” He seemed a bit defensive.
“You’ve been acting strange! You have! You don’t look at me the same, you’re always on your phone when we’re together! What are you even looking at?” Oikawa snatched Hinata’s phone from his hands. Anger began to rise throughout his body.
“Tooru, are you kidding me? Give it back!”
“Why are you looking at pictures of you and Kageyama?” Oikawa seethed.
“Tooru you’re overreacting, lets not fight, it’s my last night here.” Hinata tried to brush this off, but that doesn’t fly with the old great king.
“So what, as soon as you go back to Japan are you gonna just get back with him? Did you not care about us at all?” Oikawa argued.
“Oh come on Tooru. You’re acting as if I meant anything to you, I know I was just some kind of substitute. Everyone knows you’ve been head over heels for Iwa since high school.” Hinata didn’t even sound a little bit fazed.
“You’ve gotta be kidding me Shoyo. That’s not true!” He became flustered, feeling that Hinata may have been right.
“Don’t lie to me, Tooru! We were just having fun with each other and that’s it. How serious did you really think we’d be?” Hinata couldn’t believe how he, himself, was acting. He kept feeling defensive, was he speaking his truth? He definitely still loved Tobio, even after the fight they had. But what about Oikawa? He is his boyfriend after all.
At Hinata’s words, Oikawa began to cry. He was in denial, angry and sick of feeling incomplete. “So, what? That’s it?”
Hinata stayed silent. He had nothing else to say.
“Get out,” Oikawa said, shoving Hinata’s phone back at him. When Hinata hesitated, he started pushing him out, “I said get out! Goddamn it! Leave!”
“Oikawa-” Hinata tried.
“I don’t wanna hear it! Good luck getting your dear Tobio back, we’re done.” Oikawa slammed the door in his face. Leaving Hinata alone, outside his apartment.
Cold and alone.