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He's having the best day

Pictures you would take of boyfriend!Felix

Here is the one for Felix. I could do another set of boyfriend pics of him...he's boyfriend material. Enjoy!!

Jeongin | Seungmin | Jisung | Hyunjin | Changbin | Minho | Chan

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스트레이키즈 Stray Kids [Asia Artist Award 2023] full performances | INTRO + MANIAC + GET LIT + TOPLINE + LALALALA | FELIX

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(Main account @felixethereal)

2023 Bucket

This is a bucket. Anything you don't want to take with you into 2024, feel free to drop it in the bucket. I will be burning the contents (with Hellfire) at exactly 11:59pm on New Year's Eve.

You don't have to type anything, at all. Just reblog the bucket and your intentions will be known by the universe. Or the bucket. Or whatever you like.

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스트레이키즈 Stray Kids [Asia Artist Award 2023] full performances | INTRO + MANIAC + GET LIT + TOPLINE + LALALALA | FELIX

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HYUNIN | SKZ TALKER EP. 61

they all look so good. something in that japanese air.

📸 - tinyzoo

LEE FELIX YONGBOK THE MAN THAT YOU ARE

Seungmin, look away

@straykeedz I'm taking you on a picnic date so we can touch some grass 😭😭😭😭love you 🩷🩷🩷🥺🥺

Take care of yourself first

Think I might take a lil break from posting 😔

My mental health is going to shit rn (and I feel like I annoy everyone) I have so many ideas but mr brain is too sad rn 🥺✊🏻🩷I love you all and I'll be be back

This is the Tumblr hug 🫂🤍 Please pass it on to 5 mutuals to brighten someone’s day!

HERE IS MY HUG RIGHT BACK AT YOU LOVELY

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗

I love you so much

This is the Tumblr hug 🫂🤍 Please pass it on to 5 mutuals to brighten someone’s day!

I love you

@skzfairyyydreamz @skzms @feelbokkie

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delulu is the solulu or whatever the kids say !

u can take the "which stray kids members ideal type are u close to?" to also feed ur delusions <3

Don't ever hesitate. Reblog this. TUMBLR RULE. When you see it, REBLOG IT.

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Happy BIRTHDAY CHAN

You are an amazing person and an amazing leader

Enjoy my favourite pictures of him

None of these are mine

Fic Recs

Symbols

💬 Social Media Au

💔 Angst

🔥 Smut/ mature

☀️ Fluff

💌 Text messages

🔅 Headcannon

Bang Chan

Unprofessional by @exxxtraoddinary 🔥(blog deactivated)

Masterlist by @feelbokkie

Seven by @thiswasneverthat

LTNS by @phenomenalgirl9

if i was your boyfriend... ✩ @yangkitties 💬

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Lee Know

Masterlist by @feelbokkie

Too hot to handle by @seospicybin 🔥

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Seo Changbin

Masterlist by @feelbokkie

Seo Tiny by @astraysimp ☀️

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Hwang Hyunjin

Masterlist by @feelbokkie

It's a scream baby by @mixtape-racha

astringent by @kiestrokes 🔥

only fools fall for you - @hyunjinspark 💬

Art teacher!Hyunjin by @samiiy20

Encore by @baby-yongbok 🔥

An S-Class Connection by @myseungsunglove 🔥

just look at me | smau by @ppiri-bahng 💬

Ship by @phenomenalgirl9 ☀️

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Han Jisung

Masterlist by @feelbokkie

Escort by @jonespicy 💬

Let’s Fall in Love, IRL by @feelbokkie 💬

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Lee Felix

Masterlist by @feelbokkie

It's a scream baby by @mixtape-racha

Too hot to handle by @seospicybin

Before you fall by @whatsk-poppinhomies

Before you choose by @whatsk-poppinhomies

Hufflepuff boy by @kkami-writes 🔥

Tangled Hearts @chansdoll

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Kim Seungmin

Masterlist by @feelbokkie

Little Mister by @astraysimp ☀️

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Yang Jeongin

Masterlist by @feelbokkie

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OT8

Masterlist by @feelbokkie

Masterlist by @hyunedew

SKZ!9TH MEMBER AU by @skz-streamer

Masterlist by @kkami-writes

Connected by @yuna542 🔥

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FAN by @prettiestboyev 💬

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I LIKE IT by @j-0ne25 🔥

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STRAY KIDS MASTERLIST

Bang Chan

Rainy days

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Lee Know

Coming soon

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Seo Changbin

Coming soon

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Hwang Hyunjin

Coming soon

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Han Jisung

Coming soon

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Lee Felix

Coming soon

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Kim Seungmin

Coming soon

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Jang Jeongin

Coming soon

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OT8

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SKZ FAKE TEXTS:

TAKING THEIR SKZOO

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stuck inside on a rainy day w chan when you had plans to go out

Rainy Day Plans

Warnings: fluff

Pairing: Bang Chan x gn! Reader

Word count: 535

On a dreary, rain-soaked Saturday, Y/N had been looking forward to a day out with her friends. The plan was to explore the city, visit the local cafes, and maybe catch a movie. But as fate would have it, the heavens opened up, and a torrential downpour began just as she was about to leave her apartment.

Frustrated and disheartened, Y/N watched the raindrops race down her windowpane. She had been looking forward to this day for weeks, and now it seemed like all her plans were ruined. She scrolled through her phone, seeing messages from her friends canceling one by one. It was a rainy day, and nobody wanted to venture out in such weather.

Just when Y/N was about to resign herself to a day of Netflix and boredom, there was a knock at her door. Surprised, she opened it to find none other than Bang Chan, her closest friend and confidant. He stood there, drenched from head to toe, with an apologetic grin.

"I couldn't bear the thought of you being stuck inside all day," he said, shaking off the water from his hair. "So, I thought I'd bring the plans to you!"

Y/N couldn't help but smile at his thoughtfulness. "You're soaking wet," she observed, stepping aside to let him in. "Come on, let's get you out of those wet clothes before you catch a cold."

Bang Chan laughed, appreciating her concern. He followed her to the bathroom, where she handed him a towel and some dry clothes she had lying around. As he changed, Y/N couldn't help but feel a warmth in her heart, grateful for such a caring friend.

Once Bang Chan was dry and comfortable, they huddled on the couch with blankets, their rainy day adventure taking on a different form. Y/N had a collection of board games and an assortment of snacks ready for a day like this. They decided to play a game of Scrabble, unleashing their competitive spirits.

The hours passed in a blur as they played game after game, sharing laughter and stories between rounds. The rain continued to pour outside, but inside Y/N's cozy apartment, it felt like a world of its own. They ordered some comfort food for lunch, continuing to enjoy each other's company.

As the day turned into evening, Bang Chan and Y/N decided to watch a movie. They curled up on the couch, sharing a blanket, their shoulders touching. Y/N couldn't help but steal glances at him when she thought he wouldn't notice, appreciating the way he made this unexpected rainy day so much brighter.

As the credits rolled on the movie, Bang Chan turned to Y/N with a smile. "You know," he began, "sometimes the best plans are the ones you never make."

Y/N nodded in agreement. "Today turned out to be pretty amazing, even though we got stuck inside."

With a soft chuckle, Bang Chan replied, "Well, I'm glad I could be your rainy day companion. Who needs to go out when you've got great company and board games, right?"

Y/N couldn't have agreed more. The rain may have thwarted their original plans, but it brought them closer together on this unexpected and memorable day spent inside.

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「𝚞𝚗𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕」 · masterlist

SUMMARY ➥ Being a professional-grade porn producer is not your typical nine-to-five, but you like it — the pay is great, the hours are flexible, and it's an intriguing conversation starter. However, things get more than complicated when your infatuation with one of your performers turns into something it shouldn't be.

This work of fiction is intended for 18+ audiences only.

※ Bang Chan x afab reader — Pornstar AU, coworkers to lovers, mutual pining, angst, slowburn, smut.

※ Reader discretion advised — Adult themes, graphic depictions of porn and various porn tropes, flawed characters overall, alcohol & recreational drug use, confidence/intimacy issues, heavy mutual fantasizing, heavy (almost toxic) jealousy, strong language, explicit sexual content.

RELEASED WORK ➥ Scene I ➥ Scene II ➥ Scene III

「© 2023, exxxtraoddinary · No translations, rewrites, or reposts permitted」

I'm dead and screaming in everything unholy. I need more

「𝚞𝚗𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕」 · scene ii

❝𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝.❞

WC: 5.6k (24 min. avg. reading time)

⚠ — Depiction of a porn video (orgasm denial, dacryphilia, throat fucking), livestreaming sex, sexual tension (see masterlist for more).

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※ This work of fiction is intended for 18+ audiences only.

The first rule of a successful scenario: It turns you on? Then it will most likely turn on other people. Well, at least like-minded ones. 

If Chris had pre-shoot rituals, so did you while writing. It had to be during nighttime. It had to be in an immersive atmosphere with some sultry R&B slow jams in the background. It had to be with a decent glass of wine and a dildo within arm’s reach just in case.

There you were about to write again, but the usual faceless protagonist of your fantasies was nowhere to be found. A very unwelcome player change had occurred in that department.

Ever since you walked in on him in his waiting room, you just couldn’t stop picturing Chris, and it was nothing but a nuisance. Every time you closed your eyes, he was just there. An uninvited guest behind your eyelids tormenting you with the lascivious image of his ridiculously gorgeous figure, delicious moans induced by gratification filling your ears, forcing you to wonder what he would taste like in your mouth. 

What?

It was a bit different from what he did on camera, though. He seemed utterly entranced then, completely lost in the realm of pleasure without any idea he was being watched. Sure, you only caught a glimpse of it for the briefest moment, but that moment dragged on to become minutes in your mind. It most certainly wasn’t a performance he was putting on.

You should have asked him what he was touching himself to.

While you were getting carried away in your thoughts, you were suddenly hit with an epiphany. You literally had Chris at your disposal to act out your fantasies, and maybe you could abuse that to your advantage a little bit. You were the producer, weren’t you? You could cast whoever the fuck you goddamn wanted, and it wasn’t like Jisung would say no to your picks.

You took a huge gulp from your sauvignon blanc and started typing.

𝚄𝚗𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚎. 𝙸𝚗 𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖, 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚛, 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚌𝚢. 𝙷𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚎, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚙 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗.

The paragraphs following the synopsis continued with borderline wholesome stuff. How one innocent touch obliterated him, how he felt the urgent need to relieve himself at that very moment due to how heavily he was simping, fantasizing about kissing her, swooning over the trail of fragrance she left behind in her wind…

But once you got to depicting the final sex scene, it started to descend into insanity.

The pair losing themselves in sheer passion, worshipping to the point of trance, bite marks and scratches on the back as lasting tangible proofs of desire and ownership, tugs at hair, tugs at lips, heavy breathing, moaning, hissing in delight, commanding, rewarding, punishing, edging and edging and edging and edging just to overstimulate until the brink of blacking out.

Admit it.

“Wake me up like that, too,” you whispered out loud while fucking yourself hard in your chair with your eyes shut tight, “Please me. Make me squirt on your face.”

Admit it.

The images behind your eyelids were just so damn lucid. There he was, slowly coming closer to your bed in the middle of the night with an almost mocking smile on his stupidly beautiful features. He knew it was a matter of time before he nuked your entire existence between your legs. He knew you were going to go insane the more he prolonged his sweet torture. He was getting the sickest pleasure out of tantalizing you.

Admit it.

“God, I can’t fucking stand how much I want you!”

You spit on your fingers and started rubbing yourself fervently to accompany the intense sensation of fullness you felt inside, and the second you imagined it was Chris’ lips around your clit sucking on you, you came so hard that your brain went numb for a second there. You felt a headache coming on shortly after.

When your wits clicked back, however, the warmth of the afterglow replaced itself with a confounding dilemma.

The things you had fantasized about just now… Was that a byproduct of being exposed to so much hardcore stuff at work, or had you always been like this?

Or was that all exclusively because of Chris?

Sometimes it was a funny coincidence when things that only lived in your imagination turned out to be facts. You could pretend you somehow manifested them into reality, but when the said reality also meant someone’s frustration…

It could be as pleasurable as stumbling upon a free porn channel that only broadcast your sickest fantasies.

It was so obvious you were feeling some type of way every time you saw Chris, usually getting angry, but also flustered at times no matter how much you tried to veil it. What you didn’t know, however, was how amusing he found it. He would go as far as calling it cute. His number one pastime activity had become relentlessly teasing you for his personal entertainment, be it purposefully getting on your nerves with his insufferable insolence or randomly saying something so fucking brazen that you would feel the need to remove yourself from the premises in order not to combust.

But the best part was when you were present to monitor the scenes he was shooting.

At first, he thought it was just a coincidence that you left the set right in the middle of a scene, and he was actually annoyed that you were gone. Why would you leave? What could you be possibly doing that was so important? Did you not enjoy god-tier porn by any chance? Very much free for that matter? Did you even know how much he charged his subscribers? 

Then he started observing to get to the bottom of things.

It happened once. Then twice. Then thrice. He eventually noticed the pattern. 

It was always during the oral scenes that you were leaving. He would drag on the prelude on purpose to catch an accidental glimpse of you just to find you clearly hot and bothered, to the point of sweating sometimes. Mere seconds after a cunnilingus scene started, he always heard the door closing in the distance, and when the scene ended you wouldn’t be there.

Interesting. Very interesting indeed.

This was all Chris could think about in the shower of the company gym. You were allegedly so irked by him, but was it at all possible that you were confusing your feelings with something else? Maybe you just didn’t want to admit how you really felt about him.

You’re so damn sassy, but I so wanna know how you feel inside.

Maybe you had a thing for oral specifically. Did you want him to do that to you? Because he would have no problem with it, and it would be the best you ever had. He would give you the most back-arching toe-curling orgasm of your life, and you would keep coming back for more. He would feign refusal at first just to tease you. What would you give him in return? Were you willing to beg, for example? Were you able to follow instructions well? Could you cum on cue? 

Alright, fine, but just this once, okay? 

That was a blatant lie, of course. You were going to ask him again, beat around the bush as long as you possibly could, but once you properly snapped and cast all your embarrassment aside, he would eventually give you what you wanted. Deep down you also knew he would give it to you, and give it to you good.

Weren’t you the one writing the instructions for how he should fuck people on camera? Didn’t that technically mean he was already working to please you? Was that really far-fetched to assume these were the things you liked in bed? 

That was why you insisted on including elaborate oral scenes every single time, wasn’t it?

I want to know what you sound like when you cum. You don’t strike me as a pillow princess at all.

He palmed himself in a firmer grip under the warm water trickling down his body, imagining this was how tight you would feel around him. Were you hiding some sick cravings under your oversized hoodies? Were you the type to get sensationally nasty when provoked by the right person? He could provoke you back just fine because the things you were making him thirst after were unspeakable.

Just ask. Why aren’t you asking? Ask me to stay behind. Spread your legs on my makeup table and ask me to bury my face into your cunt. Why don’t you want me? Why aren’t you asking?!!

Why did you keep leaving? What were you doing when you were gone? You were imagining him, weren’t you? You wanted him to eat your pussy. You wanted him to finger you until your eyes rolled back. You wanted him to make you cum like that.

“Oh, fucking…”

He could actually feel the pressure of his cum squirting out of him. The strings of white fluid completely wasted by not being in your mouth dissolved under the shower water instead, and Chris imagined he was shooting his entire load inside you the entire time. He just knew you sounded insanely erotic when you moaned. When you begged. When you asked for seconds right away without even giving him a minute to properly recuperate.

I would obsess over feeding your insatiability so bad, you would be the death of me.

When he finally came to his senses and got out of the shower, he realized that he was thirty fucking minutes late to his meeting with you.

“Sorry!” he barged into your office in a hurry without giving you a chance to snap, “Sparring session ran late.”

“SPARRI— The fuck, you box?” you immediately toned yourself down and looked at him in confusion, “Didn’t take you for a violent guy, really.”

“You clearly haven’t seen my discipline content,” he winked at you while settling on the armchair in front of your desk, “You should come down to the gym downstairs more often.”

“No thanks, I’m doing just fine with my couch potato lifestyle.”

“Who’s telling you to work out?” he continued shamelessly while spreading his legs a bit too wide apart, “I meant to come watch me. I’m there on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. 10 AM.”

You could feel the burn in your cheeks getting a bit intense. You cleared your throat and started rummaging through your desk drawer for a script that you knew wasn’t there.

“Stop it with the flirting, Bang.”

“But I’m not.”

“Good.”

“Or am I?”

He knew he was a total motherfucking flirt. While he kept giggling, you took a deep breath to calm the urge to slap the smugness off his face and put a folder in front of him.

“If you’re done with your ego jerk off, let’s discuss your next project.”

“Oh, I’m never done with jerking off, but please continue.”

After Chris left your office, leaving a trail of his oudy cologne behind for that matter, the only thing you could think about for the rest of your Wednesday was his workout schedule. Why did he tell you to come watch him exactly? There had to be an ulterior motive, right? Nothing this guy ever said was for the fuck of it. 

Your Thursday was consumed with the very same questioning. Why did he keep doing that? Why did he keep throwing a match on a tank of gasoline and walked away while whistling cheery tunes?

Just what the fuck did he want from you?!

You totally let your curiosity get the best of you, and on Friday at 10:05 AM, you were hiding in some secluded corner of the gym to spot Chris somewhere. When he finally appeared, it was around 10:15 AM.

“Late everywhere I see,” you scoffed to yourself.

He greeted his personal trainer with a handshake and a hug, and after listening to his instructions, he started his routine with some warm up. By the time he got to doing pushups, he was so sweltered that he quickly got rid of his black t-shirt and threw it to the side, completely exposing the sheen of sweat covering his spectacular physique.

You throbbed between your legs.

You had seen this guy completely naked before, then what the fuck was up with this?

When he started with his jabs and crosses and hooks, loudly grunting while punching the shit out of that sandbag, it stirred something in you. You had never seen him angry before. He wasn’t physically mad per se, but he still carried all the telltale signs of it. Furrowed brows, clenched jaw, muscles tensed, nostrils flared, and unfortunately for you, you were feeling some of your repressed urges growing stronger inside you.

“One, two, jab. One, two, cross. One, two, hook. That’s my man, you’re on fucking fire today!”

The change in his expression was almost imperceptible because it was so subtle, but you saw it. The faintest of smiles through his panting. He liked hearing the compliment. Listening to all the instructions his trainer bombarded him with and Chris following everything to perfection reminded you of something he casually squeezed in his words in the passing.

Discipline, huh?

You snuck out through the emergency exit and dashed back to your office, logging into Chris’ page on your phone as you were running. You slammed your door close and threw yourself on your couch to frantically search for the video he was talking about.

“Filter by category. BDSM. Yes.”

He only had one video with this label titled Imperatives: The Art of Subtle Dominance. When you pressed play, you noticed the vibe of the video was quite different than his usual content. The lighting was dramatic and the resolution was so crisp, indicating this was shot with a professional-grade camera. With multiple takes for that matter because there were even angle changes along the way.

The camera showed someone walking into a bedroom with a high ceiling and marble floors, and the slow steps were echoing in the room. The little details were captured with macro shots. The Rolex around a wrist, the Givenchy belt and the matching cufflinks on a black shirt that peeked under a blazer, the thick silver chain around the neck… The man in the stunning jet black suit stood tall in front of a mahogany table, put three cubes of ice inside a tasteful whiskey glass, and soaked them with the amber liquid pouring out of a Macallan bottle like a gentle waterfall. It was only when he brought the glass to his lips that the frame showed this gorgeous beast was indeed Chris. He was looking out the window into the night with pensive eyes.

A knock was heard on a thick wooden door and he answered without turning around.

“Come in.”

A woman entered the room, and she was only in the frame from the shoulder down. Her equally slow steps reverberated throughout the walls in a higher pitch courtesy of the heels she was wearing. Chris sat down on a black leather armchair with his legs spread wide, head tilted to the side, and two fingers of his idle hand pressed on his temple. He watched the woman walk to the middle of the room and stop, then took a deep breath as he eyed her from head to toe.

“Approach.”

The woman started walking again. Her final destination was right in front of him this time. Chris looked up at her, tilted his head to the other side, then pointed at his lap with his eyes.

“Sit.”

She climbed on the armchair, bent her knees on either side, and properly straddled him. Chris took another sip from his amber drink and fixated his gaze on her chest.

“Strip.”

She slowly unbuttoned the white shirt she was wearing on top of her pencil skirt. Her long, dark purple nails on her delicate fingers came into the frame. She discarded her shirt to the side, exposing her upper torso to him fully. Chris brushed the skin right between her breasts with two of his fingers.

“Kiss.”

The camera panned down to an angle that only showed them kissing. Just their lips and tongues gliding on each other. When Chris stopped kissing her, her nipples had become rock hard. He chugged his remaining drink first. Then he grabbed one of the ice cubes in his glass, dragged it on her pebbled skin, and finally shoved it in her mouth to give her something to suck on while he was making out with her dripping nipples. A little too obscenely with wet smacks of his lips. He suddenly got up while wrapping her legs around his waist and laid her down on the edge of the bed. 

The strength this guy possessed was just… insane.

“Remove.”

She pulled her skirt up to her waist and took off her black lace lingerie. Chris kneeled in front of her and started ghosting his hands around her thighs. He suddenly grabbed her wrist when she tried to touch herself.

“Don’t.”

He slowly released his grip and channeled his attention to his target again. He softly kissed her legs. Her thighs. Her crotch. He gradually worked his way to her glistening pussy.

“Spread.”

She pressed her fingers on her pussy to spread her lips. The camera panned to a closeup again. Her folds were so glossy and she was visibly throbbing. The first time her voice was heard was when Chris started licking her. He was not pleased with it at all, so he raised his voice to get his point across.

“Quiet.”

The slow kitten licks on her turned into dragged out stripes of his tongue from her entrance up to her clit. Her muffled whimpers started quickening, alerting him that she was about to cum.

“Hold.”

He stopped his ministrations until she calmed down a bit, but when he started again, he wasn’t eating her out anymore. He was dining on her, closing his entire mouth on her pussy with his eyes shut, slurping and licking and lapping at her as fast as he could as she tried to move away from him.

“Stop.”

He sucked on his middle and ring fingers and pushed them into her oozing hole, his mouth still at work on her cunt. Quiet sobs were heard in the background. She had started crying for how overwhelmed she was, and Chris was beyond content watching those tears fall down.

“Beg.”

She wasn’t talking. She was probably not allowed to talk. Her sobs got louder instead and she was trying to pull herself back to resist cumming. Please. Too much. Just… Please, let me!!!

Chris looked at her with an absolutely sinister smile on his face and finally showed a shred of mercy.

“Cum.”

With a moan ripping straight from her diaphragm, she arched into his mouth as if somebody shocked her and kept thrashing under him until her climax receded. Her face was never once shown, but it was a no-brainer that she was utterly fucked out.

“Get up.”

He pulled on her wrists to make her sit up. Her shirt was gone, her skirt was pooling around her waist, there was no underwear in sight, but her heels were still on. Disheveled perfected.

“Kneel.”

She sat on her knees while Chris unbuckled his belt and he finally freed his cock. It looked so flushed and hard, and the precum dripping from his slit was absolutely mouthwatering.

“Suck.”

She started blowing him but with nowhere near enough gratification. Shallow sucks, barely taking half of him in her mouth. Chris slithered his hand behind her nape and pushed her face down.

“Choke.”

He groaned when she was able to take as much of him as she could in her mouth. It apparently felt so damn good that he was getting gradually rough with her, tangling his fingers in her hair and pulling it back, and eventually started fucking her throat. His breathing was turning labored as his moans climbed louder. He threw his head back, closed his eyes, and started downright pounding her mouth.

“Moan!”

She basically screamed on her cock, and Chris came with such animalistically guttural moans that it was barely discernible whether he was in pain or drowning in ecstasy. When he was able to ride the waves of his pleasure back to the shore, he gave his very last command.

“Swallow.”

She gulped down everything in her mouth, even swiped her thumb at the corner of her mouth to collect the singular drop of cum trickling down, and licked it clean. Chris watched her with a very content smile on his face, albeit with squinted eyes, and kissed the crown of her head before he left the room.

“Good girl.”

When the video finished, you felt properly fucked out, and you wondered why Chris didn’t include this particular video in his portfolio when he applied. Based on what he insinuated, you sort of expected this video to get violent in a common BDSM fashion. It wasn’t violent in that sense, but it was violent nevertheless. Intense. Vehement. Quietly frantic. This was the rawest you had ever seen him. That complete command he had on someone, objectifying them solely to cater to his cravings, and the way they simply obeyed… They obeyed because they wanted the reward. They obeyed because they wanted the praise. They obeyed because they wanted to hear those two words fall from his lips.

Good girl.

Just hypothetically, how far would Chris be willing to go just to hear he was being good?

“DAMMIT!!!”

You stopped dead in your tracks in the hallway when you heard Chris roaring in the distance. You took a couple of steps back and knocked on the waiting room door.

“It’s me. You’re not getting in the zone, are you? Can I come in?”

“Yeah, whatever.”

He was sitting on the couch with his head in his hands, and he seemed pretty agitated for some reason. You approached him with caution as if you were approaching a caged animal.

“You okay? What’s going on?”

He sharply inhaled through his nose, indicative of how annoyed he was. He pressed his palms to his eyes and then finally looked up at you.

“I have a fucking problem.”

“What is it?”

“It’s the damn diet change my trainer put me on!” the veins on his temple popped as he yelled, “I can’t seem to sustain… I can’t…”

You were trying so hard not to show how much you were entertained by his apparent misery, but the guy seemed legitimately upset about something. You gave him an encouraging nod to continue, and he eventually spat it out while ruffling his hair in frustration.

“I can’t stay hard for some reason, okay?”

“Oh.”

If there was a moment to ridicule the fuck out of him, this was it, but you were genuinely stuck between laughing your ass off and finding a solution. His poor performance in any department was going to reflect on you and Jisung after all.

“Well, how do you usually control it?”

“I never had to control it before.” 

“So you’re perpetually horny. Gotchu.”

Your attempt to lighten the mood didn’t work at all since Chris was glaring at you with his tongue pressed inside his cheek as if you caused this problem. Then his eyes started traveling on you from head to toe, quite clearly checking you out, and his expression softened a tinge.

“Actually, there is a way I can stay hard.”

“No enhancements,” you curtly refused, “We talked about this.”

“It’s not that.”

He stood up and got closer to you, once again completely unaware of the concept of personal space.

“You can let me look at your pussy.”

“Fucking excuse you?!”

“Come on, no need to be that dramatic. I’m not gonna do anything,” he tilted his head like he was making such a tame request, “I just wanna take a look.”

The goddamn audacity of this guy? Was he not hearing what he was saying?

“Well, to your infinite misfortune, I didn’t douche, your motherfucking highness, so if you’re in dire need of visual stimulation I’ll just call—”

“I don’t want anyone else.”

He stopped you in a hurry by grabbing you by the wrist, and brought his face closer to yours. Under normal circumstances, you would slap a guy into oblivion for doing this, but when it was Chris…

When it was Chris this close to you… This close… Too close…

“Admit it. You’re leaving in the middle of scenes to touch yourself to me, don’t you?” 

You felt like you were being subjected to a pop quiz all of a sudden. You had to lie. You had to lie your ass off, but all your senses could register was his goddamn cologne, and it choked the fuck out of your reasoning.

“Get a goddamn grip, Bang.”

“You’re not denying it.”

Deny. Yes, deny. Say ‘I don’t’. Say ‘Where the fuck did that come from?’. Just say something!!!

“You’re very interesting, you know,” he released his grip and softly brushed your cheek with the back of his fingers, “And you’re actually getting wet as we speak.”

He leaned into you more, and you felt his breathing on your skin as his fingers quietly caressed your neck. Goosebumps were breaking all over your body. You felt completely disarmed, and his mere presence was so overwhelming that you were almost drunk on him.

“I turn you on, don’t I?”

If he uttered that exact sentence from across the room with that fucking smug grin of his, you would be able to retort this easily. But it was hard, so hard to break free of his spell when his tone was weirdly vulnerable, softly whispering facts into your ear, seducing you by just existing, and holding you in a complete chokehold with his feathery touches.

“Because I can smell how wet you are and it’s sexy as fuck,” he lightly pressed his forehead on your temple and stole a long whiff of your scent, “Admit it. You want me, too, don’t you?”

Too as in… As in as well? As in likewise? As in I want you in the first place?

His words alone got you dripping between your legs.

Yes. Yes, you fucking wanted him. You insanely wanted him. Happy now? You wanted to do unspeakable things to him. Heck, you would even let him film you for his personal porn archive on the condition that he would give you a copy, too. And he knew. He fucking knew you wanted him back. He knew you weren’t going to be able to say no if he asked. 

“Permission to have you feel me?”

It was as if you had no willpower anymore. You watched yourself nod. Chris slowly held your hand and pressed it on his crotch. 

He was rock hard under your touch. 

Then he placed one kiss on your ear and dragged it out for so long that you almost came to that. He softly chuckled at the way you shuddered and pulled out a bullet vibrator from his pocket.

“Tell you what, instead of faking a bathroom emergency this time, how about you put this inside while watching me for a change?” 

He held your hand again, placed the purple device in your palm, and closed it.

“I hate it when you keep leaving at the best part,” he kissed your nose and left, leaving you to seethe in the whirlwind of your emotions.

I need to fuck this guy without fucking him, but how?

“Wait, you actually carry a bullet vibrator on you?!” you yelled behind his back in the hallway, but he was already long gone.

You opened your and stared at the bullet for a while, trying to process what the heck just transpired in this room. Somehow your train of thought completely derailed and you were struck with an idea.

A sex toy line. Fleshlights and dildos modeled after your most popular performers.

I need to fuck this guy without fucking him.

“OH MY GOD, JI, WE’RE GONNA BE FUCKING RICH!” you dashed out and bolted towards the editing room.

At the end of that very long day, you and Jisung headed towards the lounge room to kick back over a few much-deserved drinks.

“Shit, I forgot my charger upstairs,” Jisung turned around, “You go ahead. I’ll be right down.”

You thanked all the deities you could think of when you realized the lounge room was empty. You grabbed a beer from the fridge, threw yourself on a beanbag, and started scrolling through your phone to busy yourself until Jisung arrived.

“Hey.”

Chris was standing right by the glass door leaning on his arm. For once, he didn’t look like he was about to blurt something out that would cause you to throw a hissy fit.

“Oh, hey,” you looked up at him, “Problem solved?”

“You know it,” he smiled at you mischievously, “I just wanted to say thank you. For today.”

“I… literally didn’t do anything, but you’re welcome,” you raised your bottle, “Actually, do you want t—?”

“Hey, boss!”

“Hey, Lex.”

Alexis appeared right next to Chris, and you watched her kiss him on the lips with utter bewilderment.

“Ready to go?”

“You go ahead. I’ll be out in a second.”

To say that you were stunned would be a massive understatement. You didn’t really know you felt about what you just witnessed, or how to react to it like a normal person.

“Are you– Are guys… dating?” you asked him with your brows raised.

“Not really. We’re just hanging out.”

“She just kissed you.”

“And?”

And what? What the hell kind of casual greeting was that? How would you even properly respond to that?!

“No reason. I just… Yeah, no reason.”

“Good night, sassy,” he left with a very amused smirk on his face. 

You buried yourself deeper into the beanbag with obvious confusion on your face, replaying everything that happened during the day. You were trying to spot what it was that you missed. How did it go from that electric moment in the waiting room to… to this?

“I’m BACK!” Jisung startled the life out of you with his announcement and grabbed a beer from the bridge for himself, “Do you wanna watch stuff that’s not porn for once?”

You turned on the TV and started going through the entertainment catalog in front of you with somewhat dead eyes.

“Say, do we have an HR policy that says you can’t date coworkers?” you blurted out without thinking, which caught Jisung by surprise.

“Where the fuck did that come from?”

All of a sudden you realized why the heck you were asking this, and thanks to the heavy friendzone you and Jisung had put each other in, you had your reasoning intact to lie this time.

“I uh– I don’t know,” you shrugged, “I was thinking about Anita just now, and if there’s a clause that stipulates—”

“WHERE’S THAT GODDAMN EMPLOYEE HANDBOOK?!”

Jisung immediately bolted to probably trash his office, you inadvertently cackled at his antics. You were too lazy to just get up and leave, so you decided to hang out by yourself until someone kicked you out. The combo of beanbags, beer, and TV wasn’t much different than your home setup anyway.

In the middle of the third episode of some crime show you were watching, your phone went off with a notification ping.

Channing B. is live! Scotty doesn’t know (her place) 🐺

Seeing the name on the screen so unexpectedly shook you a little. You had totally forgotten that people also livestreamed on this platform. 

You were initially going to leave it alone. You really were. You even resisted it for a good, what, half an hour? But your morbid curiosity eventually forced you to cave, and you tapped on the notification ribbon, not knowing what to expect from the vague title.

There was an endless torrent of comments flowing in the chat, occasionally telling him what to do as though he was going to turn around to read them, but mostly in the form of starstruck freakouts.

OMG IT’S ALEXIS SCOTT!!! IT’S SCOTTIEEEEEEE lexi can step on me and id thank her collab of the century right there UPLOAD THIS ON DEMAND I’LL PAY WHATEVER YOU WANT

A high-rise building’s balcony. Chris. Clearly hazed. Fucking the shit out of Alexis against the rails. 

“Beg louder, slut.”

“Please, sir, I need to cum. I’ll do anything!”

As a professional working in the adult entertainment industry, you had seen things way worse than this. Vile things even. You had a high tolerance for obscenity, so watching this didn’t actually warrant feeling this queasy. You had only downed two beers anyway. 

Your mind knew there was absolutely no reason for you to feel this way, but your heart couldn’t help falling to your stomach. 

And you would rather die than admit this out loud.

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Don’t Let Me Love You | Chapter 5

pairing: Felix x fem reader; Chan x fem reader

genre: smau, fake dating, crack, angst, fluff, non!idol au

pov: 1st/2nd person (depending on how you view it)

warnings: swearing, mention of food, fat shaming, Bai

summary: With the upcoming wedding of her cousin and her ex, Y/n is in desperate need of a date for the wedding that will show the happy couple that she moved on.

word count: 1,372 (unedited)

screenshot count: 4

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"Felix," You sigh when you open the front door of your apartment to find your fake boyfriend holding flowers, a brown paper bag, and a coffee cup. You let him in and head back to your room to finish your makeup.

"I can't show up empty handed, Y/n. You don't want your parents to think you're dating a loser." He closes the door behind him

"Well, you haven't slept with my cousin so you're already an upgrade from my ex." You say flatly. You put the finishing touches to your look before joining Felix out in the living room.

"This is for you. One ice cafe mocha." Felix hands you the coffee cup.

"Keep this up and I'll marry you." You take the a sip from the straw and hum in delight when the taste hits your tongue.

"I figured you could use a pick me up after last night. Or is it technically this morning?"

"God, don't remind me. I still don't know how most of files got corrupted in the first place. I'm just glad we were able to recover most of them. Thanks for that by the way."

"No problem, I know a bit about computers. You and Hyunjin might have killed each other if I didn't." You laugh at the image of you and Hyunjin fighting last night. You two were in the middle of a small screaming match by the time Felix had come over to bring the coffee.

"Hyun would have lost instantly. The man is weak. Anyway, let's take some pictures before we go." You take another sip before pulling out your phone to snap some pictures.

Felix grabs your hand as you two stood outside of your parents' front door. You're not sure if it's from the two shots of espresso in the cafe mocha or nerves. Felix is holding the flowers in his free hand while you hold the brown paper bag, which you learned holds a homemade cinnamon crumb cake.

The front door finally opens and instead of being greeted by one of your parents, you're met with the witch witch of the west herself. She throws her arms around you, giving you a quick hug that you don't return.

"Y/n! You're finally here. I was starting to think you bailed. And you must be ...Felix." She has an expression that you can't read on her face.

"Nice to meet you. Bai, right?" Felix gives her a tight lipped smile before she moves out of the way to let us in.

"Your mom is in the kitchen and your dad is in the attic with Chris." She says.

"Thanks, Bai," You say with a fake smile.

Both you and Felix walk straight through to the kitchen. Your mother is hunched over the oven, finishing dinner. You smile fondly at her, remembering how you used to spending time in the kitchen watching her cook when you lived with her. You miss living at home, but after everything went down with Bai and Chan, you needed to leave. You couldn't be in the same house as her.

"Mom?" You call softly, being sure not to startle her while she's next to open flames.

"Y/n! You're here!" She puts the spoon she was holding down and wipes her hands on her apron before running to you to give you a hug. You melt into her hug.

"Mom, this is my boyfriend, Felix." You say once you seperate.

"Nice to meet you, ma'am. This is for you." Felix hands her the bouquet of flowers.

"Y/n, honey, will you put these in a vase for me please? And you, don't call me ma'am. You can call me mom. You've been dating my daughter long enough." Felix looks to you for help.

"Mom, give the man time to breathe. He also made a cake for tonight." You put the brown paper bag on the counter and go to find a vase.

"You made a cake? From scratch? Y/n, this one's a keeper, don't let him get away." You freeze for a second. Your mother probably didn't realize what she said. You tilt your head slightly and go back to putting the flowers in a vase.

***

"Here. I knew you'd want some sort of dessert before dinner so I brought this." Felix pulls out a neatly wrapped brownie from his jacket pocket.

You had gone out enough with Felix during the past week for him to pick up on your habit of having dessert before your actual meal, a habit you picked after watching Remember Me with Chan when you first started dating. Felix had watched you try, and fail, to convince your mom to let you have a piece of cake.

"God, I love you. Thank you." You take the brownie from Felix and take a small bit.

"You still do that?" Chan asks. He hasn't spoken to you directly all night. His eyes widen, realizing that he voiced an internal thought.

"Uh, yeah. I guess some habits die hard." You mumble, taking another bite. You had to fight the urge to look at Chan then entire time you were sitting together. Looking at him made your heart hurt, but something still drew you to him.

"I'm surprise you still do. But I guess you have a boyfriend now so you don't have to care about your appearance as much. I'm sure they make bigger sizes of the bridesmaid dresses I'm looking at." Bai chimes in, sipping her water.

Your parents are in the kitchen, finishing dinner. Bai would never talk to you like that in front of them. At least, not so obviously, it would mess with the image they have of her. She's mostly creative with her insults around them.

Losing your appetite for the brownie, you wrap it back up and put it on the coffee table. Chan gives Bai, who looks completely unbothered, a look that you recognize as his "what are you doing?" look. Felix grabs the brownie and urges you to keep eating it.

"Y/n looks fine. Appearance doesn't matter but her soul and her body are equally perfect. And if she does end up gaining weight, there'd just be more of her to love." Felix says before trying to get you to eat another piece of pr brownie. You couldn't help but blush before taking the brownie and eating it. Bai rolls her eyes and leans back in her chair.

"Dinner's ready!" Your dad calls from the dining room.

"Y/n, how's the comic going?" Your dad asks over dinner.

"It's going good. Hyun and I sent in the manuscript for the next volume this morning for printing. We're going to go to Jeju Island in a few weeks to do some research for next year's volume." You explain before taking more food in your mouth.

“Just the two of you?” Bai asks, picking at her food.

“Of course. It’s a work trip.” You respond, not looking at your cousin.

“Are you okay with that Felix? Those two are awfully close. They even lived together for a while.” She directs her attention to Felix, a smug smile on her face.

Your grip tighten around your fork as you try to bite your tongue. You're practically shaking with anger when Felix calmly slips his and into yours and squeezes.

"Of course I'm okay with it, I'm not insecure." He says, looking her directly in the eyes. You watch as Chan's mouth twitches, trying to hide a smile. Bai's face turns red in anger, but she somehow manages to remain calm. You, on the other hand, look at Felix, who has a smug smile on his face, in amusement.

***

A few minutes into your walk, Felix crouches down to the floor and lets out a concerning scream. You look around to you see what could have caused this sudden reaction. He stays crouched on the ground, hands in his hair, muttering something to himself.

"F-Felix? Are you okay?" You hesitate to approach him.

"Remember how I said I was getting over a girl?" He asks, not looking up at you.

"Yeah?" You ask confused, not sure what that has to do with anything.

"The girl is Bai."

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I love this

can you do more instagram au similar to the one from vinnie hacker. but if you can make it kinkier. and if you could do another on for vinnie hacker, sebastian stan, bucky barnes, jensen ackles, and dean winchester. (those are the guys i simp most for)

Sure it will be on my to do list

I posted 30 times in 2022

14 posts created (47%)

16 posts reblogged (53%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@youlightmeupfinn

@celebtattletale

@rere-the-writer

@buckycuddlebuddy

I tagged 11 of my posts in 2022

#klaus mikaelson x reader - 5 posts

#sebastian stan x reader - 4 posts

#reader - 4 posts

#bucky barnes x reader - 3 posts

#joseph morgan imagine - 3 posts

#klaus mikaleson imagine - 3 posts

#hardin scott x reader - 3 posts

#vinnie hacker imagine - 2 posts

#joe keery x reader - 2 posts

#klaus mikealson x reader - 2 posts

Longest Tag: 32 characters

#sebastian stan fake social media

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Who I write for

Sebastian Stan

Bucky Barnes

Hero Fiennes Tiffin

Hardin Scott

Draco Malfoy

Vinnie Hacker

Jensen Ackles

Dean Winchester

KLAUS MIKAELSON

Joseph Morgan

Jacob Eldori

Joe Keery

Steve Harrington

66 notes - Posted April 18, 2022

#4

Tik Tok / the simpsons inspired incorrect quote

Y/n : are you kidding me only babies and ex - junkies are afraid of needles. Stick me chuckles

(bruce injects y/n)

(starts crying)

Y/n : can I have my bucky now

Bucky : I'm right here doll

88 notes - Posted January 2, 2022

#3

hi can you do headcanons about joseph morgan having a crush on you?

Joseph Morgan Headcanon

(not my gif credit to the owner)

How Joseph would react to having a crush on you :

At first he would start to deny it and saying "you're just a friend"

He then would start realising you are not just a friend because Gillies pointed it out that he was staring a lot

He would always try to strike up a conversation with you to find out how to impress you

But what he didn't know is that y/n had a crush on him

In interviews with the cast he would always try sitting next to her and whisper in her ear

Months go by and he finally has the courage to ask you on a date

Let's be real he'll be a complete gentleman and bring you flowers, pull out your chair, pay for dinner, open your doors and ask if he can kiss you

You try to keep your relationship a secret from the public but the cast already knew and Claire accidentally outs the relationship in a interview

Some fans are happy about it because Joseph is happy and smiling more

Others are hateful but you both don't care

Example of what he post

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98 notes - Posted June 29, 2022

#2

you can write headcanons about marrying or being married to joseph morgan (i love this man)

(not my gif credit to the creator)

Marrying Joseph Morgan would include :

Him loving you with his whole mind, body, heart and soul

Having a great relationship with Gillies, Holt, Tonkin and the rest of the cast

Scaring him at random times of the day

Helping him back Danielle Rose Russell when she was getting bullied for her weight

Spending time with Summer Fontana on set

Attending Comic Con and panels for support

Hugs at random times of the day from both of you

Helping him with his anxiety and him with yours (this only includes of you have anxiety or even if you don't)

Him being caring when on your period

Cuddles and lots of it

102 notes - Posted July 5, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Not a request but for my own sanity I'm posting this because it has been in my mind for weeks now

Pairing - Sebastian Stan x Reader

P. S. If you want to see more of these. Please send me an ask with the celebrity you want and the face claim and a little description of what you want to see

Face claim - Madison Beer

Scenario - photoshoots and simping

imsebastianstan

1/3

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121 notes - Posted June 28, 2022

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