pairing: pervert!gym!trainer Wi Ha-Joon x dumb!fem!reader
summary: the infamous gym trainer in your city has set his eyes on you!
warning: masturbation, suggestive, dark 18+
a/n: enjoy this as fiction, please. this is not meant to portray the actor in any bad light. it's pure fiction. leave if it makes you uncomfortable. this is the edit that inspired me btw<3
gym!trainer Wi Ha-Joon whose pants felt a bit too tight as soon his eyes landed on you. pink bow prettily tied on your pretty head, matching with the pink sports bra that clung to your chest for the life of it.
gym!trainer Wi Ha-Joon who immediately drops the weights he was lifting, his legs taking him to you. he knew he had to get his hands on you before someone else did, or maybe you were already someone else's? fuck it. he'll take his chances.
"do you need help?" his voice ever so gentlemanly. no one would even imagine how he wanted to push you against the wall and smash his lips with yours, his hands roaming around your body like a hungry beast, oh how he would grind—
"oh yes, please!" you said with that innocent smile. oh how he wanted you to scream his name while he abused your hole
you laid on the weight bench, nervously looking up at the metal bar. you needed to get it done, yes but that doesn't mean you can't be scared. it must be fate that the trainer came to your rescue, almost like an angel.
Ha-Joon smiled, his hands on the rod ready to lift it up if you mess up. the first one was okay, your arms straining, lifting it up. Ha-Joon helped a bit in lifting it up.
like a pervert, he quite enjoyed seeing you strain under the weight. he did not even tried to hide the fact that he was shamelessly staring at you, his eyes hungry.
but you paid no mind, of course. to you, the man was simply a gentleman helping you out. after you were done, Ha-Joon would workout around the same equipments beside you, smiling every now and then and on his toes to help you out.
he would ask for your name before you left, his mind creating images of you under him, begging for him to stop but he of course, won't. later that day, Ha-Joon would make several mistakes. call your name to his clients, dropping barbels mindlessly. what could you say? his mind was filled with you and only you.
one day when you let him take a swig from your bottle, he decided it was a sign from you. from then on, his touches would linger more than appropriate, his hands travelling to places, its all innocently of course.
when you hugged him thanking him for always looking out for you in this unknown environment, it was so hard for him to even breath. however, he was not willing to let the opportunity slide though.
his hands would roam around your back as he diverted your mind with his sweet words and sweet smile. he could only hope then that you won't be able to feel his hard on pressing against you, but if you did, even better.
as soon as you left, he would rush to the gym shower, stroking his cock with the same hand that had been on your skin, your name falling from his lips almost like a spell.
and finally, when one day you came to the gym, not with your usual gym outfit, and your eyes red and lips puffy from crying, he was feeling a bit too happy than he should have. finally, your asshole of a boyfriend had cheated on you. how lovely.
I would LOVEEEE to see a fanfic of 70s! Logan (or any type) with a reader with this type of personality
(Like imagine she’s like a new teacher for Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters and she arrives during some meeting with the X-men and logan can’t stop staring bc of how cute and dumb she is- ok lemme stop yapping💀)
you guys are not ready for my new fic I'm posting in a couple of days it honestly is the smuttiest shit I've ever written in my life and I'm posting it on here before I post it on Wattpad, if you wanna be tagged just let me know so you can be notified when I post it.
Mr.Ghostface
Dom!Perv!Ghostface!Eddie x Sub!Dumb!Bimbo!Reader
be ready and I hope yall bring some holy water! xoxo - Azura
I love how you and @marvelmusing sometimes go on with a story in reblogs. Ever wondered about a collab?
Miss Musing and I already have an unofficial collaboration going with our dumb reader-verse, with her part, Off to the Races, being the latest installment with the ball currently in my court for epic retaliation 😁
Okay idk but like what if dumb reader wanted Duncan and Nate to get along so the three go clubbing and they all get hammered and it leads to a three way?
i think i've thought about this ask at least once a week since i've gotten it and that was probably around 2019 tbh
maybe reader is still w nate and... duncan realizes nate isn't so bad and... wants to try to be friends (for readers sake, ofc)
and maybe.... duncan is a little nervous so he just keeps buy rounds of shots to help loosen him up
GOD
okay hear me out:
nate in a white button up shirt, a few buttons undone, sleeves rolled up, messy hair, lopsided smile.... and duncan in a very similar manner but ofc he's wearing black - a little yin yang moment for y/n.
both of them more than a little drunk and just so damn touchy
maybe... they're outside the club waiting for an uber and... nate and y/n are making out... her hands in his hair... his hand cupping her face... little half giggles half moans from both of them
they barely register duncan is right there...
and duncan cant tear his eyes away - and it isn't in a sense of jealously perse... but he is focused on the way their lips brush against each other and he feels warm and fuzzy and... part of him wants to be kissed like that
but he doesn't say anything
until y/n and duncan feel his gaze on them... his lips hanging open a little... hooded eyes and flushed cheeks...
and maybe its because he's a little drunk too, but before he can stop himself he finds himself saying, "i wanna kiss too..."
to his surprise, nate pulls him in by his belt loops and dunc doesn't dare protest
then in their uber, with y/n in the middle... they each have a hand on her thigh.. inching higher and higher.. both whispering dirty things in her ear (or trying to but there's a lot of giggling too)
and when they stumble out into her apartment there's barely anytime to think because they're all hammered and horny
and maybe duncan liked kissing nate more than he ever thought he would but he'd deal with that later bc right then and there he was working on taking off his belt and not trying to miss a second of y/n taking off her dress or take his eyes off nate's v lines as his shirt was discarded
and their threesome would be a little messy and giggly with limbs everywhere but they'd all have so much fun
and the next morning... as bashful as duncan felt to wake up in between y/n and nate...
kinda felt like... this wouldn't be the last time they'd end up like this..
dumb!reader having troubles with the toaster, burning their hand and yelling “fucking machines” then feeling guilty immediately after and sending RK900 a text saying “i’m sorry i didnt mean to offend u”.
RK900, not aware in the slightest about the situation, just audibly whispering “what the fuck” while arresting a suspect.
