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Title: Insecurity Pt. II
Genre: fake texts, friends to lovers, angst, hurt/comfort
Pairing: idol frenemy!Jeongin x fem!reader
Summary: You are a professional MMA fighter who takes extra sparring sessions for practice. When you get paired with Stray Kids' Yang Jeongin, you discover that he is not only tough to beat, but he matches your competitive energy on a scary level. As you begin to grow through your frenemy competitive stage and start to get closer, you start to worry that your communication preferences are not so compatible.
Warnings: trash talking, fighting, mma-related injuries, arguing, insults, language
notes: if anybody over here is an Atiny be sure to go check out my Yeosang fic based on the Wanteez Zombie Episode
Also I know for some reason people aren't getting notifications when I tag them anymore. I don't know why but I promise nobody has been removed from the tag list, tumblr's just being shitty.
Title: Insecurity Pt. II
Genre: fake texts, friends to lovers, angst, hurt/comfort
Pairing: idol frenemy!Jeongin x fem!reader
Summary: You are a professional MMA fighter who takes extra sparring sessions for practice. When you get paired with Stray Kids' Yang Jeongin, you discover that he is not only tough to beat, but he matches your competitive energy on a scary level. As you begin to grow through your frenemy competitive stage and start to get closer, you start to worry that your communication preferences are not so compatible.
Warnings: trash talking, fighting, mma-related injuries, arguing, insults, language
notes: if anybody over here is an Atiny be sure to go check out my Yeosang fic based on the Wanteez Zombie Episode
Also I know for some reason people aren't getting notifications when I tag them anymore. I don't know why but I promise nobody has been removed from the tag list, tumblr's just being shitty.
Synopsis: Two bestfriends in a room? They might kiss, and probably do more than kiss. (2,2k words)
It’s not the first time Han heard you throw the words around like it was a joke, and tonight is no exception.
You and Han were sitting on the sofa, reeling the moments from the anime movie you just watched together.
“That was good,” you said, stretching your arms out.
Han caught you yawning, “are you sleepy?”
You shook your head, then grabbed your canned drink and took a swig.
Han glanced at his phone screen to check the time, “it’s barely 10 pm,” he muttered, plenty of time to spend since the curfew is midnight.
“You know, we can always make out when we’re bored,” you casually said.
There go the magic words! Han knew you well enough to take it as a sort of inside joke from you.
“You know, you can’t just randomly say that. People might get the wrong idea,” he said, playfully pulling the sleeve of your hoodie.
“It’s not a joke though,” you admitted.
Han just laughed, “then stop saying it lightly like that,” he said, raking his hand through his hair.
“What makes you think I don’t want to make out with you?” You asked him with a wink.
Han gave you a puzzled look, he couldn’t guess whether you were joking or straight up testing him.
“Yeah, right,” he said with a scoff.
You felt dared by him, you swiftly grabbed him by the front of his t-shirt and brought his face closer to you, and kissed him.
You pulled away and left inches of space between you and him, “I told you, I’m not joking,” and pressed your lips on his again.
Han was hesitated for a few moments before finally giving in to the temptation of your lascivious lips on him. You pulled him harder, sending both of you tumbling down onto the sofa.
He softly chuckled against your lips, “you’re feisty,”
You pulled his shirt tighter in your fist, “I’m not going to say sorry,” and pulled him into a lingering, breathless kiss where teeth and tongue clashed in your mouth.
Your bodies pressed, slithering against each other.
Han nuzzled his head onto the crook of your neck, forcing you to tip your head back.
You caught a glimpse of the clock and the wall,“Han,” you called out his name.
“Mmh?” He hummed on your skin.
“I hate to tell you this, but it’s almost midnight now,” you told him.
Han halted his kisses on your neck, lifting his head up to take a look at the time himself.
“Oh shoot,” he frantically removed himself off of you and gathered his things.
You sat up on the sofa and fixed your clothes, saw his phone lay in front of you, but he was already on his way to the door, you brought his phone with you.
He was putting on his shoes when you handed him his phone.
“Oh, thanks,” he muttered, hastily tying his shoes one by one.
Something tugged inside you, too hesitated to say it out loud.
“Can you not go?” You blurted out.
He looked up at you, “What did you say?” He asked, didn’t hear your question the first time, then stood up facing you.
You cleared your throat, “Can’t you stay the night?” You asked him again, your toes digging onto the floor.
Han couldn’t hide the surprise on his face when he heard you asking him that, he sighed, weakly smiling at you.
“Don’t you know how long I’ve been waiting for you to ask me that?” He said to you with a bewildering look on his face.
You didn’t waste any second to throw yourself at him, he caught you in no time, enveloping you in a hug as his mouth searched for yours to capture you in a kiss. He hastily took off his shoes with his feet and pushed you inside, your bodies thrashing around to make way to your bedroom.
He pinned you against the bookshelf, retracted his mouth from yours to catch a breath.
Before his mouth could meet yours for another kiss, you pushed him hard onto the bed. You eagerly climbed on top of him, lowering yourself to kiss him.
With bodies pressed together and hands that couldn’t get enough of each other, hands taking turns taking off each other’s piece of clothing until there was none left.
He buried his head on the crook of your neck, planting wet kisses down your neck to your sternum. His hands gently kneading on your breasts, he hummed the moment he took your nipple in his mouth.
Your hands lazily scratched his scalp, moaning at the way his mouth wrapped around your breast.
All of sudden, there was a loud thud somewhere in the room. Han snapped his head up to find the source of the noise.
You scoffed when you spotted a book on the carpeted floor, it must have fallen off the shelf.
“It’s the book from the shelf,” you told him.
You felt his body tense on top of you, and the shocked expression didn’t wear off of his face, you softly massaging the back of his neck to calm him down.
He sighed in relief, burying his face in your neck. You gave him some time to compose himself.
“I haven’t done this before,” he whispered to you, he said so low to hide the embarrassment in his voice.
“I know,” you said to him, your hand now rubbing his back, “we don’t have to do it if you don’t want to,” you added.
He jerked his head away from you, “No,” he shook his head, “I want to make you feel good,” he confessed.
You lifted your head to give him a quick peck on the lips at how considerate he was toward you, you rubbed his soft cheek with your thumb, “Want to know something?” You asked him.
“What’s that?” His eyes sparkled with curiosity.
Your index finger rubbed the tiny mole on his cheek, “I have this urge to flick this mole of yours every time I see it,”
He was a little stirred by your statement, “huh, why?” He guffawed, his body shook on top of yours.
You laughed along before you could explain, “because it looks like a black sesame seed,” you paused, “and it quite has the same size too,” you further explained.
“Go ahead and flick it then!” He teased you. His laugh made him loosen up around you, and you felt good knowing that it helped him.
“You know they say where your moles are placed in the spot where your lover from your lover kissed you,” you told him.
He smiled when he heard that, “I never heard that,”
You shrugged, “the bigger the mole is, the more the kisses,” you explained, bringing your mouth close to the mole on his cheek and peck on it, “but yours is quite small so… that should be enough,”
He pursed his lips, a bit disappointed with your kiss.
“I have a mole too, you know?” You showed the mole on your left shoulder, “and it’s quite big too,”
His eyes hovered to where your beauty mark is, “mmm yes, it’s quite big,”
“I expect a long kiss,” you told him with a lopsided grin.
He chuckled at your request, “okay, got it,” he said, lowered his mouth on your skin, and placed a long, lingering kiss on your mole.
You felt tingling inside at how tender his kiss was on you.
“I have another mole too,” you said again, as he retracted his mouth off you, “here,” you showed him the tiny mole under your right breast.
He raised one of his eyebrows at you, “this is a tiny one, shouldn’t be a problem,”
You softly laughed at him. But instead of planting a kiss on it, he playfully bites on the flesh. You squealed at the sudden attack on you.
“I’m sorry, I can’t help it,” he immediately apologized, half-laughing. Shortly rubbing the bite mark on your skin with his thumb.
“That’s not enough as an apology!” You sulked, brought his face close, and pulled him for a kiss.
He toppled on top of you, and things were heating up in no time. Your hand reached for the drawer next to your bed and pulled it open, your hand groping around inside, looking for something.
You took out the foil packet, “you want me to put it on for you?” you offered.
He shook his head, “no, I’ll do it,” he took the condom from you, sitting up on the bed.
He tore the foil with his teeth, carefully rolled the condom down his length. He settled himself between your legs afterward, crawling over to you to place a kiss while his hand traced down to part your legs, palming your drenched core.
He pulled away from the kiss, shifted his gaze to his cock ghosting around your entrance, he slowly entered you with eyes focused on the task in hand.
It took everything in him not to moan at how good it felt as your walls slowly sucked in his length, he let a raw groan slip past his mouth when he bottomed out inside you.
You squirmed, feeling his whole length filling you to the hilt while Han stilled right there between your legs as if his mind still tried to comprehend what was happening at the moment.
You rubbed his forearm, “Han,” you called him.
His head snapped at you, “huh?”
“Come here, give me a kiss,” you ordered.
He complied without a word, laying himself on top of you, propped an elbow against the mattress to prevent him from putting all of his weight on you.
You placed an open-mouthed kiss on his mouth, his lips eagerly welcoming you, drawing you into a dizzying kiss. You hooked your legs around his waist, he launched deeper into you, causing him to sigh into your mouth.
He looked at you with his dark, wide eyes filled with lust, you snaked your hand around his neck the moment he started thrusting into you.
Low grunts escaped his mouth while his eyes intensely stared into you. You had sex a handful of times, but nothing comes close to this, the sort of intimacy that you never experienced before.
With his unwavering eyes and slow, hard thrusts into you, your breathing unintentionally synced with him. He eventually picked up the pace.
Your head was thrown back at the intense sensation stirring inside you, you felt him twitching inside you as his thrusts became sloppy by the second. You knew he was close to his high, you helped him by arching your back to let him penetrate deeper into you.
It didn’t take long for him to finally get his sweet release, he tried to keep the pace going, but you were aware that his heavy panting meant he was already drained.
You rolled him over and under you, letting you be on top of him. He was startled as you straddled him, “It’s okay,” you told him, breathlessly.
He watched as you rode him, your breasts bouncing as you quickened the pace. His hand reached for your clit to give you extra stimulation, you shot him a grateful smile.
Your head was thrown to the back with eyes tightly shut as waves of pleasure washes over you, your cries echoing around your bedroom.
You collapsed on top of Han, and he was more than willing to embrace you into his hold.
Wrapping his arms around your small figure, “you did so well,” he praised you.
You drowsily lifted your head to look at him, “No, you did so good,”
With a careful move, he rested you beside him on the mattress, your body coated with sweat, yet he didn’t shy away from peppering your skin with kisses.
Your eyes drooped as he placed a soothing rub on your back, “you did so well,” he repeatedly said after each kiss on your body.
You woke up to the sound of the alarm, you didn’t even remember you put on the alarm clock. Your hand reached the bedside table across you and groped around to get your phone. You randomly pressed any button to shut it off, but it was too late, you saw Han’s eyes fluttering open.
He rubbed his eyes, “what time is it?”
“6 am,” you answered, putting away your phone and lying back on the bed.
“You have a morning class?” He asked.
You shook your head, “my first class started at 8,”
He hummed with half-closed eyes. He pulled you close to him, putting his hand around your neck and forcing you to rest your head on his chest.
“Hey, Han?” You called him.
“Yeah?” He sleepily answered.
“Since we’re both awake now,” you paused, trailing your fingers on his chest, “and we both have plenty of time,” you paused again, hooking your leg around his under the cover, “Let’s do it again,”
You didn’t have to look at him to know he was smiling at your bold request. He let out a long sigh, shifted himself on the bed to overlap your body with his, “but this time, let me finish it, okay?”
A smile rose on your cheek, “deal!” You exclaimed.
He lowered his body on top of you, you stopped him before he could kiss you.
“Wait,” you put a halt on his move, “there’s one thing I have to do first,” you jokingly said as you faked a finger flick on the tiny mole on his cheek.
He bursts out laughing, launched onto your chest to gently bite on the mole of your shoulder.
*note: i swear to god if i see someone ask me a question after this, you won't like what you're about to see*
Well because you did not accept that your desires are yours.
Simple.
The 3d will reflect your 4d when you accept you have it.
It is a Law and it's the 3d's JOB.
Simply think as your desired version of yourself that have your desires, what would they feel? Of course neutral, natural, peaceful.
They wouldn't ask where is it? Why it isn't showing up? Or being impatient.
It's just take a simple firm decision that your desires are already Manifested and you have it NOW, not tomorrow not the year after, the moment you decided that you have it then you do, in imagination.
You think that just simply because your 3d didn't show you anything that you don't have it? Who said that? Your logical conscious mind? Heh, this is just your mind playing tricks on you.
You have it sweetie, you have it the moment you closed your eyes and imagined it, it yours, congrat.
The reason why you don't have what you want is because you're still in the state of getting it, Always wishing to have it, if you had your desires right now you wouldn't try to get it, because logically you have it, you know what i mean?
It's impossible for the Law to fail, LITERALLY IMPOSSIBLE.
The Law of assumption is just like the law of Gravity, it happens because it is a Law.
"but Eli i have been persistin-😢"
Shut up, if you've been persisting you wouldn't come here whining and complaining on why you don't have it.
Persisting isn't fighting negative thought and ignoring the 3d, it's staying loyal and firm in your assumption no matter what happens, Because you know that your assumption is true, despite everything that goes against you.
So stop looking for it, because you Already have it the moment you said so.
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A/n: okay i already know a lot of you are not gonna like this but listen, this one is for all the sad girlies in my comments who always say they would take him back instantly. You know i love a strong reader, but sometimes its fun to play with a weak reader, and i know most of us have probably felt that way irl. So this is just another way to play with the trope. Dont hate on me.
Warnings: cursing, reader is pretty pathetic but thats okay
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synopsis: you're lounging on your bed with your best friend peacefully until an intrusive thought wins over.
wc: 1.0k
warnings: lots of dirty talk, making out, fingering
a/n: idk what this is, i feel unhinged and not inspired to write today so this might suck but thanks @jazz-the-writer 😏💜 (side not: y'all his hands might be small by some standard that i'm not aware of but to me they're big cause i am small and that is hot, mkay)
Your best friend is leaning on your pillow looking all pretty and alluring and you can't help your thoughts.
Or your mouth.
"Can I see your dick?" it rolls off your tongue kind of accidentally. Felix coughs, choking on air as he looks up from his phone.
"Excuse me?" he looks at you in disbelief and your cheeks warm up.
"Your dick. I want to see it."
You can't really back out now.
"Um... you can't just ask stuff like that?" his eyebrow is raised, but his cheeks become rosy too.
"Why not? Do I need to get you drunk first?" you smirk.
"N-no, just... Why would you ask that?" he chuckles nervously.
"Well, I've never seen one. Not in real life, at least." you say and he smirks suddenly.
"Where else have you seen a dick?" he sits up and so do you.
"Porn, duh." you roll your eyes.
"What kind of porn?" he leans in closer and you whine, rolling your eyes again.
"Don't change the subject! Will you let me see it?"
"No, I will not show you my dick, y/n. Be for real." he laughs, shoving you playfully.
"You're totally not fun." you pout, crossing your arms over your chest.
Felix smirks to himself as he looks away from you. His heart hammers against his ribs as he bites on his lip and considers teasing you.
"How about this?" he turns around to look at you again. "I wanna see yours too."
"Hate to disappoint you Lixie but I don't have a dick." you joke and his face becomes as red as a tomato.
"I meant your... you know." he looks away.
"My what? Say it." you lean in closer and he visibly shivers.
"Y-your... pussy?" he whispers and you laugh.
"Okay." you shrug and he gasps, thinking you'd surely back out after that request.
"You're for real?" he gulps.
"Mhm." you nod, your heart skipping a beat in excitement but Felix struggles.
"I mean... it's not... it's not hard yet, you know."
"Can I help with that?" you inch closer to your best friend. And god, he is so beautiful.
"We could make out?" he suggests and you agree immediately because who wouldn't want to kiss those lips?
The world stops as you lean in, the sounds of your breathing seem so loud in the tiny gap between you and Felix. The gap is soon closed as your lips press together in a sweet, awkward kiss.
The kiss slowly escalates into something more desperate and raw, as your hands start wandering on each other's bodies. Somehow, you end up under him as he keeps kissing your face and neck.
"Your hands are so pretty." you say breathlessly as you play with Felix's hand.
"They are?" he asks, a little surprised at your compliment.
"Mhm. And your fingers are perfect." you bring his hand closer to your face, his fingertips on your lips. Felix gasps when your tongue darts out to lick at his fingertips.
"Y/n..." his voice breaks as you take his middle finger in and start sucking on it.
"Fuck." Felix curses, his eyes darkening as he observes you. You can feel his dick twitching against your thigh and you clench around nothing.
"Please, touch me Lixie." you whine when you take his finger out of your mouth.
"Where, sweetheart?" he smirks at your eagerness and you nearly combust at the nickname.
Instead of answering, you start pulling your pants down and he quickly stops you.
"Are you sure?" he asks in the last moment of clarity.
"Yes." you say and he nods, helping you get rid of your pants and underwear.
"Oh." he licks his lips at the sight of you all wet and desperate for him.
"Please." you whine and a deep chuckle escapes his lips.
"I got you, baby." he soothes you as his hands run up your thighs a few times, coming up to spread your pussy so he can take a good look at it.
You whimper, shutting your eyes tight. Felix chuckles again, his thumb pressing against your sensitive clit in circles.
You gasp, eyes snapping open as they meet his darkened ones.
"If you've never seen a dick, that must mean you're a virgin?" Felix asks quietly.
"N-no... Well, yes. I mean I did this before but never went further." you confess and he smirks.
His fingers dip between your folds, gathering your arousal before paying attention to your clit again as he speeds up, making you whimper.
"W-why are you smirking like that?" you moan out as he flicks your clit, driving you absolutely insane already.
"I know you wanna see my dick. But I wanna make sure this little pussy can take my fingers first."
"Felix!" you whine at the dirty talk, the effect of his words amplified by his deep voice and the movement on your clit.
If you weren't at his mercy you'd probably laugh at your best friend for talking like that.
"Yeah baby? You want that?"
"P-please!" you're falling apart, your pussy clenching around nothing again.
"As you wish." Felix whispers and slowly starts pushing his middle finger in.
"L-Lixie." you moan, grabbing at his wrist as he fills you up.
"You're so tight, sweetheart. I don't think you'll be seeing my dick so soon."
"N-no, please, I wanna see it!" you cry out as he pushes in completely, slowly fucking you with his finger.
"If you manage to take three of my fingers, maybe I'll let you." he leans down to whisper in your ear, making you whine.
"You're mean." you pout, knowing damn well you're nowhere near ready to take him.
"I'm just looking out for you." he keeps smirking as he starts pumping his finger faster, making you more wet with every thrust.
You want to smack him for being so sly but his thumb starts working on your clit and you completely fall apart, moaning his name and gripping at the sheets as Felix brings you to ecstasy easily.
"Only one finger got you falling apart like this, hm?" he mocks as he fucks you through your high.
"You wanna see what two get me like?" you smirk at him and he laughs a little.
"I hope you know what you got yourself into, sweetheart."
I am manifesting a celebrity sp. I am constantly affirming that he is my boyfriend. However, I like to read what people are a saying about him and watching edits. Is this mean I am still put him on a pedestal? Any tips for not looking the 3d regarding a celeb sp
watching edits of ur celebrity sp doesn't mean ur putting them on a pedestal and i dont think it'll affect ur manifestations either so dw, i watch LOTS of edits of my celebrity sp's too 💀. however since you're manifesting him, just make sure u pay attention to the way that u think about urself in relation to him. when u have a thought that doesn't coincide with ur manifestation like "me and my sp could never be together" make sure that u SWITCH it out for something better. keep a good mental diet, affirmations are ur safety net, and at the end of the day, a celebrity is literally a person JUST like the rest of us. dont doubt urself you are LIMITLESS.
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Basically there were rumours of him dating some model/actress (who's got a bad reputation btw and the fans don't like her). I kind of "gave up" on manifesting him, or maybe not gave up, but I didn't pay that much attention to manifesting him, I feel like for a while I didn't really want him anymore, but still from time to time affirmed him and that girl aren't dating.
Guess what. Turns out the girl is chasing him, but he doesn't want to date her. Maybe my manifestation is going well and I should keep manifesting him after all.
Tiny success story with my celeb SP. I didn't know he was married when I was obsessed with him, so when I discovered the "marriage" I felt like my world was crashing down. I kept feeling like he actually could't stand "his wife" and even tho I wavered A LOT and even saw them on my Pinterest page, I still felt like "nah, I'm not jealous of what they have because she's a mean b*tch and even tho she is a beautiful woman, I don't like her vibe and I know that SP can't stand her". Today I saw A LOT of comments, posts and evidence about him actually NOT BEING MARRIED to her and about him finding her annoying and not wanting to spend time with her, be touchy and so on and so forth. I had such bad assumptions about her and I found physical proof in my 3D of what I was assuming! I also believed that she was on a "red light" movie/video and I found proof of that in my 3D! REALLY, WHAT YOU THINK IS TRUE, IT IS TRUE. YOU MIGHT NOT HAVE "3D PROOFS" OF IT RN BUT IF YOU PERSIST NO MATTER WHAT, IT "MATERIALIZES". Like, really! How many times have you thought "Mhm...I don't like this person, their vibe is off" and THEN the person does exactly something that you would consider bad or behaves in a way that you do not approve. It's not magic, it's your mind.
OMG IM SPEECHLESS!!!
this is another proof of how much power our mind holds
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