#djune

[remieatsurbones]

I love zhuzhi-lang with my whole heart

(Velinxi is the artist for the English illustrations )

(Djune is the artist for the russian illustrations , Raccun is the artist for the chibi art.)

[keithvalentinex]

~ Your stepbro Steve is a musician ~ NSFW

Masterlist

- Lesson 1 -

Prelude

Author's note: Stepbro Steve has been on the mind and I was feeling very frustrated today. This is alot more crude and straightforward than my usual writing, but I guess I needed to get it out of my system. Taking out most of my frustrations on Joe Keery's slutty guitar here. Nsfw, everyone is of age. Happy Djune I guess. I forgot this initially but credits to @littlebunnybigheartfics cuz she put Stepbro Steve on my radar, I just made him mean :')

Your stepbrother Steve is a musician, you became painfully aware of this on your first morning in the Harrington household. You were rudely awoken by his music blasting from his bedroom, running over there as if the racket meant there was a whole af home invasion going on, but all you were met with was his gravity defying hair, his shiny (if a bit roughed up) guitar, and his devil may care attitude when it came to his parents trying to catch up on some sleep after having a business meeting run late last night. You found yourself a bit dumbfounded, sleepily staring, hand holding onto his doorframe as the noise seemed to shake the whole house awake. And it did, for not long after his dad came rushing in, unplugging the damn thing and giving him a scolding like there was no tomorrow. You still thought he'd looked hella cool though, and so Steve had succeeded in his main goal.

Fast forward a month and you were in way deeper than you thought you'd ever be. You were sat in his bedroom, in his lap, feeling his impatient dick push up against your skirt covered ass, as his fingers expertly guided you along the snares of 'his baby'. You tried your best to follow his instructions, nodding along, but the way your heart jumped into your throat every time he adjusted your grip a bit harshly wasn't helping you in any way. Steve was a bully, not long after your first rude awakening he'd figured it'd be great fun to lecture you in his passion... passions, as you'd found yourself in a plethora of questionable positions with the damn thing you were holding in your hand right now. You tried not to think about it as he lightly slapped your wrist. 'You're tensing up, what'd I tell you about that?' You let out a pathetic whimper and shook your head, trying to refocus. 'Hold it loosely?' He was playing unfair though cuz you felt his finger trace lightly up your side as he went for a gentle hold on your breast. 'Hmh, that's right, little sis. Nothing good ever comes from you tensing up that cute little body of yours.' He went for a cheeky pinch to your nipple before dropping his hand in your lap once more. You remembered to breathe, and nodded, trying to at least take his lessons to heart. So you tried again, messing up a little bit on your finger placement, but nothing too bad, in your opinion at least. 'Tsk... you'll have to figure this part out by tonight, sis... don't wanna have to repeat myself.' He always pushed you, and it honestly freaked you out. Steve's punishments always involved you in some compromising position with his damn guitars, so it always encouraged you to work twice as hard... Although, on some nights, you'd found yourself pushing back a little by messing up on purpose. You felt his chin, heavy on your shoulder, as his overwhelming scent and soft curly hair tickled your cheek, his eyes glued to your face but you avoided his gaze with everything you got. His dick still saying hi to you, persistently, as if reminding you what was on the other end of this little innocent looking guitar lesson. He sighed and you felt his hot breath hit the skin of your cheek. 'Again, babysis.' He instructed, and you pressed your lips together in a nervous expression. Again...

But you messed up a second time, and so later that night you found yourself slinked around that same damn guitar once again, whining and letting out a pathetic cry. 'Don't let go now, babysis, I need you to get... really acquainted with this one.' He grunted and you let out a choked moan against the snares, he felt so incredibly big it was almost painful. Your fingers hurt from playing so much earlier that day, but it felt numb compared to what you were feeling right now. 'Come on, let me hear it-' He cheekily ran a finger over your clit and you wriggled in his hold, rubbing up against his guitar in a desperate attempt to get away. But he had you, and he pulled you flush against him. The room shifted for a moment and you suddenly found yourself upright, the guitar still in your tight embrace since it was all you had to hold onto. His warm chest pressing up against your back as his broad hands made their way up your waist. 'Perfect... Both my favourite girls in my lap, huh?' His words sent chills down your spine as you felt him shift under you, making sure you were sat on his cock properly, and then grabbing the guitar from your desperate little hands without so much as a warning. 'Hold...' He grunted again, shifting once more under you and it made him hit so deep you wanted to yell at him. Still you found yourself doing as he asked, knowing this was your own fault for messing up earlier that day, so you grabbed the guitar properly and he chuckled. 'So obedient... Again...' You sighed, he couldn't be serious about this...? You'd been trying this bit all day and you seriously, honestly wanted to cry now. 'Come now, don't be a baby...' He huffed, his hand sliding down your belly again and going for a slow touch to your sweetspot, it made the overwhelming intrusion feel perfectly sweet all of a sudden and caused you to jump a little, making the guitar let out a sudden sharp tone that luckily covered over your own voice then. 'Damn... I like that.' Steve was never embarrassed about these things, but you were, wanting to burry your face into the mattress, impossible with the hold he had on you. But you figured it out... and started practicing that same bit again, silent tears running down your cheeks. He was so unfair, his finger still tracing circles over your clit, messing with your focus and precision. You kinda got it right this time though despite the... extreme circumstances and he rewarded it with a sudden cheeky thrust into you. Again the guitar lets out a loud cry accompanying your own and it just made him chuckle. 'Don't stop now babysis, I like the music you make, it's very honest.' You found yourself pushed into the mattress relentlessly then, his assault on your clit combining everything into a very blissful lecture altogether. You knew better than to ignore his words though and you tried your best to continue playing, even if you were pressed face down onto the bed. It was just incoherent noise really, you tried to get the melody going at times but it was interrupted by his constant pounding into you and the random chords your finger struck as a result.

The door slammed and you found yourself flinching awake, the cold material of the guitar now cosy warm against your touch, though perhaps not the best cuddle buddy for the night. The shouting downstairs reached your ears, but soon enough it was blocked out by him. Brown eyes, perfect hair, soft gaze despite everything he'd said and done earlier that night. 'Don't worry 'bout it, okay? We can just make our own music...' He reassured you, his hand gently running its fingers through you hair, and you believed him. Your mom's failed 2nd marriage aside, at least you weren't alone for this part of your life anymore. You felt the bed dip when he got back in, whining softly as he pulled his prized possession from your fingies, not wanting to let it go anymore at this point. 'C'mere...' He nudged his head and you obliged, curling up against his chest as he brought his arm around, resting the gorgious instrument on your naked hip. 'Listen to this, 'kay?' And he started to strum along, a gentle melody, unlike anything else you'd ever heard coming from him, and despite knowing better you curled into him more. 'It's our world in here babysis, nothing can touch us here, I swear.' He shook his head, seeming to believe it himself. His brown eyes running over the guitar and then up your body like he was the luckiest man on earth. 'Tomorrow we can start on our second lesson...'

Tags: @billacookie, @littlebunnybigheartfics

[snugbug27]

SHARE YOUR FAVOURITE DJO PICS > DJUNE 8TH too many too choose from.. sigh @keithvalentinex

[nocturnal-nora]

Very fitting for todays challenge🤣

@keithvalentinex

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💬 1  🔁 9  ❤️ 16 · ᯓ‎𝄞 ˎˊ˗ Djune game ᯓ‎𝄞 ˎˊ · Masterlist Authors note: Feel free to write and add pictures to any of these as you go along.

[littlebunnybigheartfics]

djune day 1: tell us about your favorite djoling

my favorite djoling has to be Steve. is it the basic answer? absolutely. but at the end of the day I have loved him since 2017 (s2 had me go from a Johnathan to a steve girlie), and it wouldn't feel right to not place him at #1 !!

what I love about steve is that he's a man who instinctively protects those around him. even if he doesn't know them all too well, that doesn't matter to him. he strikes me as one of those people who's always there for others because no one was truly there for him, and I really relate with that.

steve is basically what I think of the ideal man - someone who's loving, gentle, romantic ,selfless, ready to throw himself in harms way time after time again to protect his loved ones. not to mention, he's great with children. his compassion for children is really endearing and not something i've found often in men irl. he's just the perfect husband material.

and the fact that steve truly turned his life around is really inspiring to me. he reminds me everyday that you can redeem yourself, that you don't have to forever be remembered as the worst version of yourself. that you can truly turn your life around if you just put in the hard work to do so.

tagging @keithvalentinex and encouraging yall to join in 🩵

[mushroomfrogo]

𝓓𝓳𝓾𝓷𝓮 8𝓽𝓱

Credits to @keithvalentinex for the prompt

𝓓𝓪𝔂 8: Share your favorite Djo picture.

This is torture I swear, and I cannot choose just 1 image of his that is my favorite, I'm blessing your eyes today with a collage.

(How can someone be so babygirl, yet also so bite ball...especially his biceps. I'm just a "girl")

[fangirlposts]

Djune 8- Share your favorite Djo picture

I wasn't going to post anything for today because I have so many favorites, but I changed my mind so I'll share.

Two of them were shared with me by @keithvalentinex, I also found one some from @kassy-djomunson, @eternal-sunflowers, @heavydirtyscul , @lustfaeeryy and some I used for my wallpaper so I don't remember where I found them

[nightfirecomit]

Djune Day 8: Share your favorite djo picture

It's hard to choose, so here's 4 of my favorites!

Djune list by @keithvalentinex . I love doing this list! ♡