Every time you have GenAI make you an anime waifu with three titties and a dumptruck ass a family doesn't get to have a drink or bathe.
Every time you ask Copilot to write you a PowerShell script to stroke your boss' ego, a city experiences a brownout.
Every time you chat with your AI "girlfriend" a farmer doesn't get to water their animals.
Using these tools actively hurts you and your community, while at the same time enriching some shitheel who would happily step on your neck to make an additional dollar. Don't use them. Actively remove them from devices you own. Disable them whenever possible. Go out of your way to avoid them. It's honestly not hard. You've been using the internet just fine without GenAI hallucinating at you.
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there's this acc on redacted tiktok that really pisses me off and i honestly don't know how they got on my fyp bc i try to keep to redacted tumblr mostly and although i've been a long term listener i've only recently been talking about it online. anyways the part that annoys me is that they take everything so seriously like yes we have lore and great stories but at the end of the day the man is giving us bf asmr for free stop deeping it for no reason, give the guy a break for god's sake it's like you dislike his work so much so why are you still listening to his stuff again pls???
genre: rich kid au, 80s au, fluff, smut, and angst - minors do NOT interact
warnings: dom!reader, sub!heeseung, i tried to make the setting ambiguous in the previous chapters but itâs pretty obvious in this one that this is set in the united states, entomophobia, mutual masturbation, 69ing, more drunk parents, jealous heeseung, semi-public sex, blowjob, y/n sucks heeseungâs balls (which i feel like yall knew was going to happen), and there is⊠a lot of crying in this
word count: 14k
a/n: itâs here :â) i cannot thank you guys enough for continuing to look forward to this story and waiting so patiently for it to be updated. hereâs part 3. i love you guys a lot <3
â held hostage again? y/n, at this point, maybe you should just write âlive baitâ across your forehead. â
PAIRING âž jake sim x fem!reader
GENRES âž fluff, crack, angst, enemies to lovers, spider-man au, college au, journalist au, action, hurt/comfort
WARNINGS âž profanity, making out, depictions of violence, lee heeseung as venom, that one cute upside-down kiss, a few more kisses after that, playful banter, mc is failing chemistry (this is a plot point i swear)Â
SUMMARY âž youâre one of new york cityâs most well-known news reporters despite only being an intern; unfortunately, thatâs a result of being constantly kidnapped and held hostage by an infamous supervillain. lucky for you, spider-man!jake is always at your rescue. what you donât know, however, is that jake is also your very annoying coworker who canât seem to leave you alone.
AUTHORâS NOTE âž hello !! some references + allusions to the spider-man movies in here <3 also, note that tycoon is a made-up villain but venom is in this !! thank you so much for checking out this fic! i hope you enjoy !! âĄÂ
IF YOU KNEW YOU WERE GOING TO GET KIDNAPPED AGAIN, YOU WOULD HAVE AT LEAST PACKED SNACKS.
âMr. Supervillain,â you complained, âdo you really have to hang me upside down over the edge of a skyscraper?â
This was about your sixth or seventh time getting abducted, and you were starting to get sick of it.
Said supervillain, infamously known as Tycoon, pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. The man had absolutely no interest in you, only using you as bait for luring in Spider-Man. You couldnât understand his obsession with the superhero. It wasnât like he got any satisfaction out of it considering Spider-Man kicked his ass every single time.
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college!au, frat!au, enemies to lovers!au, friends w benefits!au
warnings: smut (drunk sex, blowjob, eating out, shower sex, car sex, both unprotected & protected sex, choking (m), grinding, bathroom sex, degradation, rough sex, oral (f&m), fingering, just a lot of smut), alcohol usage, sunghoon and the reader being extremely rude to each other, sunghoon is an asshole, lots of sexual tension
genre: smut, angst, fluff if you look close enough
word count:Â 30.8k+
summary:
if people thought the constant bickering of tom and jerry was something, theyâve never seen you and sunghoon in real life. even the way he breathed irritated you but there was no point in denying the sexual tension between you and him. one drunken night led to another one, and another, you found yourself going back in his bed sober. waking up next to him became a habit that you wanted to keep to yourself. the only thing about sunghoon that you didnât hate was his capability of making you orgasm more than twice with only his fingers.
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in which sunghoon found himself falling harder for you but didnât even have the courage to admit it to himself, not when you hated him with everything you got.
If you told somebody that you and Park Sunghoon used to be best buddies throughout middle school and high school, they would just tell you to quit joking. It was the truth, though, you and Sunghoon used to be close friends before college. But that was before he decided to fuck up and made you hate him with everything youâve got. The cute dimple on his right cheek when he threw a dashing smile was like a mask to cover his real identity. You admit that his single dimple was cute, but under that façade, he was no longer the pretty boy everyone thought he was. If only people knew Park Sunghoon the way you did. The things he had done to you, making the rest of your high school senior year a living hell.
â¶ đŹđźđŠđŠđđ«đČ: after winning a race jay expects a prize from his girlfriend
â¶ đ°đšđ«đđŹ: 3.4k
â¶ đ°đđ«đ§đąđ§đ đŹ: making out, oral (male receiving), fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it guys, this fic is def not a representation of safe sex), explicit language, street racing
â¶ đ§đšđđ: i've decided that i'll be naming all of my fics by song titles, so if anyone figures out who's this song is... please don't come at me yall, i never said it's a good song lmao. i've been struggling to write anything for jay that didn't contain smut lately, so sorry for that in advance...
"Focus, big shot. I need you to win tonight," Heeseung said as he tossed the car keys to Jay.
He caught it effortlessly and smiled cheekily at his best friend, sending him a wink and grabbing your hand as he dragged you over to his black car.
"Don't worry 'bout it," he called over his shoulder.
The two of you stopped right next to the shiny vehicle. Jay always took great care of his beloved machine, you would never even find a spot gracing the black polish. You leaned over the cool hood and smiled when your boyfriend stepped in between your legs, pushing you higher until you were sat on his car.
"So, what's the stake today, baby?" He asked, teasingly running his fingers over the exposed skin of your thighs.
Ever since the two of you started dating and he first introduced you to the illegal world of his, you always put bets on his win. The deal was rather simple, whenever he took the first place you'd do your best to please him, and if he lost - he'd do his best for you. It was a win-win situation for you both, really, but the small hazard always made his victories sweeter.
Jay rarely lost. That's just how it's always been in here. Racing was his thing since he was a sixteen-year old boy. He's grown better and better with every year until now he was practically unbeatable on the street.
The times he lost, though. You could count them on the fingers of your one hand and still each and every single one of them has engraved deeply in your memory. The flashbacks of your wrists being tied up to the bedpost and your eyesight cut off by the silky blindfold instantly made you blush furiously, and you only woke up out of your daydream when you noticed the cocky smile stretching Jay's lips.
"Where'd you go?" He teased, pinching your thighs playfully.
You shook your head and straightened your back again, placing your hands on his chest. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
Jay chuckled at your words before running his hands up and under your dress, feeling the fabric of your panties. His eyebrow quirked up when he noticed that instead of the usual silky underwear, his fingers grazed over lace. It was your turn to smirk as his hand slightly hooked the edge of your sundress upwards, only for him to take a look at the edge of the black lingerie gracing your body.
"Is that for me?" He asked in a hushed voice, letting your dress fall back on your thighs.
You chuckled before leaning up and teasingly brushing your lips over his ear. "Only if you win," you whispered before kissing the reddening tip and sliding down the hood completely. You patted his chest before walking away from the car, leaving him to properly prepare himself and the car for the race. "Good luck, baby!"
The street was packed with familiar people. The only light was provided by the cars' headlights since everyone was careful to not get caught by the officers possibly roaming around in the area. It was early in the morning, very early in the morning. The race usually took place in such hours since the crowd on the street was not as big as in the daylight and the working hours.
As you walked to find Heeseung you passed some participating cars with opened hoods, their owners proudly showing the engines to their friends. The atmosphere of this place was indescribable, the adrenaline of the incoming race paired up with the worry of getting caught were shooting a pleasant rush down your spine. You felt even hotter despite the stifling summer warmth.
Your eyes finally found Heeseung who stood at the end of the street, collecting all the betting money before the race started. You walked over to him and waited patiently for the line to finally melt away, leaving the two of you alone.
"They're starting soon," Heeseung said and nodded his head back on the street. You turned your head and noticed that the nine cars finally started driving up to the starting line, impatient to finally dart into the highway. "Let's get the party started."
You watched as Heeseung walked to the front of the lined up cars. You noticed your boyfriend's car at the end of the row and you moved back to the crowd to watch the start and wait for the winner from there.
"Alright, boys. You know the rules," Heeseung called out to the drivers. "The first to cross the finish line wins the race. Don't be reckless and know when to back off, and try not to get tailed, understood?" The drivers honked at him and you felt goosebumps covering your whole body in anticipation. "Alright, on your marks, gentlemen!" Heeseung shouted and the vehicles moved to the formerly spray canned line. "Get set! Go!"
The engines roared as the drivers dashed forward, the row quickly forming into a line. You sighed as you looked at the cars, now the only thing left was to wait these few minutes and wait for the first car to cross the line.
You stood patiently, Heeseung joining your side and you leaned over his tall body. The both of you, and probably everyone else in the crowd, expected whose car would be the first to appear in front of your eyes, so it came to no surprise when the black vehicle of your boyfriend crossed the finish line first, a line of the other drivers speeding up behind him.
A wide smile took over your features as the crowd started cheering when Jay parked his car somewhere on the street. The second he got out people surrounded him, congratulating him and clapping him on the shoulders. Jay just smiled at them and made some quick conversations, cutting through the line as fast as he could.
You were standing a little behind the crowd, grinning widely as you watched him quickly collecting his money from Heeseung and then jogging straight to you.
His big hands cupped your cheeks and he pulled your face to his, crashing your lips together. Without missing a beat you wrapped your hands around his neck, kissing him back just as intensely. Your fingers played with the short hair on the nape of his neck as you tilted your head to the side to give him a better access to your lips.Your cheeks flushed with pink when you heard the loud whistles and cheers coming from behind you. You tried to pull away sheepishly, only to end up being held tighter by your laughing boyfriend.
"Don't be shy," he chuckled against your lips, pecking you one more time before parting from you and grabbing your hand in his. He walked the two of you to his car, opening the door for you and letting you get inside before taking a seat himself.
He started the car and waved at Heeseung, honking couple times to entertain the crowd one last time before driving off to the highway again. His hand rested on your bare thigh, stroking the skin gently with his thumb as the two of you sat in a comfortable silence, listening to the song quietly playing on the radio.
Soon, he pulled over from the highway and finally entered the regular streets of your hometown. Not being able to hold yourself back anymore, as soon as he stopped the car by the lights, you darted forward and cupped the side of his face to turn it away from the road and smash your lips on his.
Jay softly bit on your bottom lip, dragging it out with his teeth before leaning back for another fuller kiss. The sweet scent of your perfume hit his nostrils and he wrapped his hands around your middle, pulling you even farther away from your seat.
His hand went to the back to your thigh again, squeezing it and letting you know of his intentions. Your tongue ran over his bottom lip and he happily parted his mouth, letting you slip it inside. With foreheads touching and breath knocked out of your lungs you smiled at each other. He leaned in for another kiss when the light suddenly turned green and the single car standing behind you started honking loudly.
"God damn it," Jay growled while fixing his posture. He pressed on the gas pedal and took off, glaring at the other driver from his rearview mirror and making you laugh. "Fucking cock block."
His hand didn't move from your leg even for a second, fingers caressing your soft skin. You placed your palm over his, goosebumps covering your arms as you just couldn't take the tension any longer. You unbuckled your seat belt with a quick movement and Jay looked over at you with a questioning look as you shifted from your seat and closed the distance between your bodies. You reached down and started messing with his leather belt.
"(Y/n), what are you-"
You didn't let him finish as you've finally dealt with his belt and the zipper of his jeans and started palming him through the black layer of his underwear. Jay sucked on air, chest stuttering slightly as you continued your movements."
Baby, wait. We're gonna be home soon," he said but you paid no mind to his words.
"But I want you now," you muttered, looking up at him briefly before lowering the waistband of his trunks and pulling out his semi-hard cock.
You spat on your fingers and wrapped them around his shaft, giving it a couple of strokes and pumps as you felt it growing stiffer. As soon as he started leaking precum, you spread it over his length. A low hum ripped out of Jay's throat when you leaned down and kissed his red tip softly before giving it a sharp suck. He glanced at you quickly as you slowly lapped your tongue around his cock, prepping him up until he was hard enough.
Your hands slid down to his thighs to grip the both of them and sink your head, taking him half-way down into your mouth. You sucked in your cheeks and Jay almost lost his grip on the wheel from your sudden eagerness. He let out a groan as his fingers ran down your hair, giving it some affectionate strokes before gripping on it gently, not hard enough to hurt you, just to help him keep his composure. You heard how staggered his breathing has become and you huffed with satisfaction at the effect you had on him.
You kept on sucking him, loving the wat his grip tightened on your hair whenever you made a sharper movement, and then loosened again, stroking your locks softly in apology. The moment you flattened your tongue on the prominent vein on his cock, Jay's leg stuttered on the gas pedal and in no time he was taking a sharp turn into some dark alley, stopping the car in there. He unbuckled his seat belt and moved his hand to your hair once more.
"Don't stop now, baby. You're doing so well," he praised you lowly and you hummed at his words, causing another shiver to run down his spine.
Now that you've pulled away from the road and there was no much danger around, you pushed your head even lower until your nose touched his pubic bone and his cock hit the back of your throat. Jay's mouth parted slightly as he let out a loud groan and he couldn't help but buck his hips into your mouth this time. You gagged at the sudden pressure on your throat but wanted nothing more than to keep fucking him with your mouth.
You whined at the loss of sensation when Jay retreated his hips back to his seat, thinking he was making you uncomfortable. Stubbornly, you repeated your movement, swallowing his length entirely and hollowing your cheeks. When his hips thrusted up again, you gripped his thighs tightly and nuzzled your nose even further into his skin to let him know that it was okay.
"Shit," he cursed breathlessly. "You like that, huh? Want me to fuck your throat, baby?"
You whimpered at his words, nodding your head quickly and squeezing your thighs together to soothe the growing tension between your legs. Jay pulled your head up and kissed your lips roughly before letting you take him in again. He rutted his cock back into your mouth, hips halting for a second when his tip made contact with the back of your throat. He rolled his hips couple times and even if you gagged slightly over him again, your iron grip on his legs prevented him from retreating back to his seat. Jay threw his head back as your teeth grazed slightly over his length, the soft pants that he's been letting out all along slowly turning into louder grunts and moans.
"Fuck," he groaned when he noticed that the strap of your dress slipped down your shoulder, exposing the black bralette hidden underneath. "I'm so fucking close, baby."
You looked up at him and basked in the sight of his beautiful face, head tilted backwards, lips parted and hooded eyes. You took a hold his hand clenched it back on your hair again. His fingers gathered your locks into a makeshift ponytail and he pushed your head down. Tears brimmed in the corners of your mouth as you breathed heavily through your nose while he thrusted his hips up, fucking your mouth relentlessly.
His movements soon became messier and more rushed and in couple moments he was releasing himself in your mouth with a low moan. You sighed when his warm cum spluttered on your tongue and you swallowed it all without any hesitation, still sucking him softly to help him ride his high until his leg twitched from over sensitivity. Jay groaned when you pulled away from him, cleaning his shaft with your tongue.
He pulled you up into a kiss, stroking your cheek with his thumb. The air inside the vehicle has grown stiflingly hot, only adding up to your both desire.He pulled his seat back and reached out to your hips, helping you climb over to his lap. You shifted slightly to make yourself comfortable, grinning at the look he was giving you.
"Come here," he whispered and pulled you by your neck to capture your mouth again. You sighed into the kiss, his warm lips moving against yours so heavenly. He tickled your sides playfully before sliding his hands down to finally lift the edges of your sundress and completely take the clothing off of you.
His eyes shone as they wandered around your body dressed up nicely with the black lingerie he's been craving to see for the whole race.
"My pretty girl," he muttered, fingers hooking themselves on the waistband of your wet panties before tugging them up slightly, making you whimper at the so longed for contact.
You involuntarily ground your heat against the damp fabric, thighs trembling at the sensation. Jay chuckled at your messy self, finding it rather amusing to see you in such state while in fact he was the one who's just received a head.
"Someone's a little eager," he chuckled and you closed your eyes, pressing your face into his chest. "It's okay, I can't leave my girl hanging like that now, can I? My baby's practically soaked."
You nodded your head with a whimper, mind clouded with the slowly building pleasure. The blowjob made you feel lightheaded too, completely overwhelming you with lust, making you want nothing else than to give yourself completely to his touch.
He pushed your laced panties aside and slowly ran his fingers along your slit, coating them with your wetness. You whined and shoved your face even harder to his chest, your whole body jerking when he finally slipped his finger inside your hole. He gently moved it in and out before adding a second finger, making you gasp out loud in pleasure.
His lips captured yours again, swallowing every sound you made as he fingered you. He had you shivering whenever his thumb made contact with your clit. His unoccupied hand went to your back, squeezing and caressing your ass with it.
"Jay, go faster, please," you pleaded, pulling your face off of him and placing your hands on his broad shoulders instead. You started raising your hips up with desperation as you felt the knot tightening in your stomach.
You yelped when he surprisingly obeyed your wish without any teasing and moved his fingers faster, bending them slightly and stretching you out even more. Your hands fisted his black shirt, not able to stop yourself form whimpering and moaning. When he slipped his third finger inside you, your legs shook and you dropped down to his thighs, finishing almost immediately. It took only twenty more seconds and you were reaching your climax for real, gripping his shoulders tightly.
"Jay, oh my God!" You choked out, squirming when you realized he still had his fingers deep inside you. He removed them with a chuckle and kissed your lips softly.
Your breathing was heavy but you smiled at him lazily, kissing him back a little more fervently. He rubbed your back with his hands, feeling up the lace as his fingers brushed over the fabric. You didn't even have a chance to fully come down from your high when he was pushing your panties aside.
"Babe, wait," you asked, not sure if you were ready for another go this soon.
"You're gonna be fine, angel," he said, lifting your hips swiftly and lowering you back on his hardening cock instead.
A loud whimper left your lips and your legs twitched from the slight over stimulation. He filled you up so perfectly though, and you didn't even dare to protest any further when he slowly started guiding you up and down his length, having you completely submitted to him.
You felt dizzy with the euphoric feeling, mind clouded with the thought of Jay taking you in his beloved car so well. You moved your hips halfheartedly to match your boyfriend's thrusts and he groaned at the fraction, one of his hands slipping to the back of your neck as he started moving his hips harder and faster. Your eyes rolled back as you let out a string of gasps and cries of his name, taken aback with the sudden force of his thrusts.
"Jay," you whined out, the sound muffled by the material of his shirt as you buried your face in his shoulder again.
He didn't even slow down, only smirked down at you. "What was that, baby? I can't hear you."
"Please, fuck me harder! I- I'm so close!"
He chuckled lowly, loving to hear your voice in such fucked out tone. "As you wish."
He slammed his hips up even rougher, rutting into your pussy until you became a moaning mess on top of him. Your hands slid underneath his shirt and scratched his sides with your nails. He knew you were getting closer to an edge when your legs started shaking, so he pressed his lips to your neck and squeezed your waist tighter. His other hand ran down your leg to place his warm fingers on your swollen clit as he fucked into you ruthlessly.
You arched your back from the pleasure of him rubbing circles on your heat and with the next couple thrusts of his hips he had you coming with nearly a scream. He helped you ride your high, pulling you even closer to him as his own hips started moving slower and deeper. After a minute or so, he pulled out of you to release himself on your bare thighs.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned on him heavily. Jay reached to the dashboard and pulled out some car upholstery wipes to clean his cum off of your skin. After he was done, he threw it on the floor and draped his arms around your waist, leaning his head on the headrest.
You stayed in that position for a while, your quick breathing steadying as his fingers caressed the skin on your hips soothingly. You felt the exhaustion of the whole night dawning upon you and that's when you noticed that the sky started slowly brightening up as the sun slowly started rising. Your eyes started getting heavy and you found yourself drifting off on your boyfriend's chest.
"Let's go home," you mumbled sleepily and he agreed with a hum, kissing the tip of your nose softly.
â¶ đŹđźđŠđŠđđ«đČ: after winning a race jay expects a prize from his girlfriend
â¶ đ°đšđ«đđŹ: 3.4k
â¶ đ°đđ«đ§đąđ§đ đŹ: making out, oral (male receiving), fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it guys, this fic is def not a representation of safe sex), explicit language, street racing
â¶ đ§đšđđ: i've decided that i'll be naming all of my fics by song titles, so if anyone figures out who's this song is... please don't come at me yall, i never said it's a good song lmao. i've been struggling to write anything for jay that didn't contain smut lately, so sorry for that in advance...
"Focus, big shot. I need you to win tonight," Heeseung said as he tossed the car keys to Jay.
He caught it effortlessly and smiled cheekily at his best friend, sending him a wink and grabbing your hand as he dragged you over to his black car.
"Don't worry 'bout it," he called over his shoulder.
The two of you stopped right next to the shiny vehicle. Jay always took great care of his beloved machine, you would never even find a spot gracing the black polish. You leaned over the cool hood and smiled when your boyfriend stepped in between your legs, pushing you higher until you were sat on his car.
"So, what's the stake today, baby?" He asked, teasingly running his fingers over the exposed skin of your thighs.
Ever since the two of you started dating and he first introduced you to the illegal world of his, you always put bets on his win. The deal was rather simple, whenever he took the first place you'd do your best to please him, and if he lost - he'd do his best for you. It was a win-win situation for you both, really, but the small hazard always made his victories sweeter.
Jay rarely lost. That's just how it's always been in here. Racing was his thing since he was a sixteen-year old boy. He's grown better and better with every year until now he was practically unbeatable on the street.
The times he lost, though. You could count them on the fingers of your one hand and still each and every single one of them has engraved deeply in your memory. The flashbacks of your wrists being tied up to the bedpost and your eyesight cut off by the silky blindfold instantly made you blush furiously, and you only woke up out of your daydream when you noticed the cocky smile stretching Jay's lips.
"Where'd you go?" He teased, pinching your thighs playfully.
You shook your head and straightened your back again, placing your hands on his chest. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
Jay chuckled at your words before running his hands up and under your dress, feeling the fabric of your panties. His eyebrow quirked up when he noticed that instead of the usual silky underwear, his fingers grazed over lace. It was your turn to smirk as his hand slightly hooked the edge of your sundress upwards, only for him to take a look at the edge of the black lingerie gracing your body.
"Is that for me?" He asked in a hushed voice, letting your dress fall back on your thighs.
You chuckled before leaning up and teasingly brushing your lips over his ear. "Only if you win," you whispered before kissing the reddening tip and sliding down the hood completely. You patted his chest before walking away from the car, leaving him to properly prepare himself and the car for the race. "Good luck, baby!"
The street was packed with familiar people. The only light was provided by the cars' headlights since everyone was careful to not get caught by the officers possibly roaming around in the area. It was early in the morning, very early in the morning. The race usually took place in such hours since the crowd on the street was not as big as in the daylight and the working hours.
As you walked to find Heeseung you passed some participating cars with opened hoods, their owners proudly showing the engines to their friends. The atmosphere of this place was indescribable, the adrenaline of the incoming race paired up with the worry of getting caught were shooting a pleasant rush down your spine. You felt even hotter despite the stifling summer warmth.
Your eyes finally found Heeseung who stood at the end of the street, collecting all the betting money before the race started. You walked over to him and waited patiently for the line to finally melt away, leaving the two of you alone.
"They're starting soon," Heeseung said and nodded his head back on the street. You turned your head and noticed that the nine cars finally started driving up to the starting line, impatient to finally dart into the highway. "Let's get the party started."
You watched as Heeseung walked to the front of the lined up cars. You noticed your boyfriend's car at the end of the row and you moved back to the crowd to watch the start and wait for the winner from there.
"Alright, boys. You know the rules," Heeseung called out to the drivers. "The first to cross the finish line wins the race. Don't be reckless and know when to back off, and try not to get tailed, understood?" The drivers honked at him and you felt goosebumps covering your whole body in anticipation. "Alright, on your marks, gentlemen!" Heeseung shouted and the vehicles moved to the formerly spray canned line. "Get set! Go!"
The engines roared as the drivers dashed forward, the row quickly forming into a line. You sighed as you looked at the cars, now the only thing left was to wait these few minutes and wait for the first car to cross the line.
You stood patiently, Heeseung joining your side and you leaned over his tall body. The both of you, and probably everyone else in the crowd, expected whose car would be the first to appear in front of your eyes, so it came to no surprise when the black vehicle of your boyfriend crossed the finish line first, a line of the other drivers speeding up behind him.
A wide smile took over your features as the crowd started cheering when Jay parked his car somewhere on the street. The second he got out people surrounded him, congratulating him and clapping him on the shoulders. Jay just smiled at them and made some quick conversations, cutting through the line as fast as he could.
You were standing a little behind the crowd, grinning widely as you watched him quickly collecting his money from Heeseung and then jogging straight to you.
His big hands cupped your cheeks and he pulled your face to his, crashing your lips together. Without missing a beat you wrapped your hands around his neck, kissing him back just as intensely. Your fingers played with the short hair on the nape of his neck as you tilted your head to the side to give him a better access to your lips.Your cheeks flushed with pink when you heard the loud whistles and cheers coming from behind you. You tried to pull away sheepishly, only to end up being held tighter by your laughing boyfriend.
"Don't be shy," he chuckled against your lips, pecking you one more time before parting from you and grabbing your hand in his. He walked the two of you to his car, opening the door for you and letting you get inside before taking a seat himself.
He started the car and waved at Heeseung, honking couple times to entertain the crowd one last time before driving off to the highway again. His hand rested on your bare thigh, stroking the skin gently with his thumb as the two of you sat in a comfortable silence, listening to the song quietly playing on the radio.
Soon, he pulled over from the highway and finally entered the regular streets of your hometown. Not being able to hold yourself back anymore, as soon as he stopped the car by the lights, you darted forward and cupped the side of his face to turn it away from the road and smash your lips on his.
Jay softly bit on your bottom lip, dragging it out with his teeth before leaning back for another fuller kiss. The sweet scent of your perfume hit his nostrils and he wrapped his hands around your middle, pulling you even farther away from your seat.
His hand went to the back to your thigh again, squeezing it and letting you know of his intentions. Your tongue ran over his bottom lip and he happily parted his mouth, letting you slip it inside. With foreheads touching and breath knocked out of your lungs you smiled at each other. He leaned in for another kiss when the light suddenly turned green and the single car standing behind you started honking loudly.
"God damn it," Jay growled while fixing his posture. He pressed on the gas pedal and took off, glaring at the other driver from his rearview mirror and making you laugh. "Fucking cock block."
His hand didn't move from your leg even for a second, fingers caressing your soft skin. You placed your palm over his, goosebumps covering your arms as you just couldn't take the tension any longer. You unbuckled your seat belt with a quick movement and Jay looked over at you with a questioning look as you shifted from your seat and closed the distance between your bodies. You reached down and started messing with his leather belt.
"(Y/n), what are you-"
You didn't let him finish as you've finally dealt with his belt and the zipper of his jeans and started palming him through the black layer of his underwear. Jay sucked on air, chest stuttering slightly as you continued your movements."
Baby, wait. We're gonna be home soon," he said but you paid no mind to his words.
"But I want you now," you muttered, looking up at him briefly before lowering the waistband of his trunks and pulling out his semi-hard cock.
You spat on your fingers and wrapped them around his shaft, giving it a couple of strokes and pumps as you felt it growing stiffer. As soon as he started leaking precum, you spread it over his length. A low hum ripped out of Jay's throat when you leaned down and kissed his red tip softly before giving it a sharp suck. He glanced at you quickly as you slowly lapped your tongue around his cock, prepping him up until he was hard enough.
Your hands slid down to his thighs to grip the both of them and sink your head, taking him half-way down into your mouth. You sucked in your cheeks and Jay almost lost his grip on the wheel from your sudden eagerness. He let out a groan as his fingers ran down your hair, giving it some affectionate strokes before gripping on it gently, not hard enough to hurt you, just to help him keep his composure. You heard how staggered his breathing has become and you huffed with satisfaction at the effect you had on him.
You kept on sucking him, loving the wat his grip tightened on your hair whenever you made a sharper movement, and then loosened again, stroking your locks softly in apology. The moment you flattened your tongue on the prominent vein on his cock, Jay's leg stuttered on the gas pedal and in no time he was taking a sharp turn into some dark alley, stopping the car in there. He unbuckled his seat belt and moved his hand to your hair once more.
"Don't stop now, baby. You're doing so well," he praised you lowly and you hummed at his words, causing another shiver to run down his spine.
Now that you've pulled away from the road and there was no much danger around, you pushed your head even lower until your nose touched his pubic bone and his cock hit the back of your throat. Jay's mouth parted slightly as he let out a loud groan and he couldn't help but buck his hips into your mouth this time. You gagged at the sudden pressure on your throat but wanted nothing more than to keep fucking him with your mouth.
You whined at the loss of sensation when Jay retreated his hips back to his seat, thinking he was making you uncomfortable. Stubbornly, you repeated your movement, swallowing his length entirely and hollowing your cheeks. When his hips thrusted up again, you gripped his thighs tightly and nuzzled your nose even further into his skin to let him know that it was okay.
"Shit," he cursed breathlessly. "You like that, huh? Want me to fuck your throat, baby?"
You whimpered at his words, nodding your head quickly and squeezing your thighs together to soothe the growing tension between your legs. Jay pulled your head up and kissed your lips roughly before letting you take him in again. He rutted his cock back into your mouth, hips halting for a second when his tip made contact with the back of your throat. He rolled his hips couple times and even if you gagged slightly over him again, your iron grip on his legs prevented him from retreating back to his seat. Jay threw his head back as your teeth grazed slightly over his length, the soft pants that he's been letting out all along slowly turning into louder grunts and moans.
"Fuck," he groaned when he noticed that the strap of your dress slipped down your shoulder, exposing the black bralette hidden underneath. "I'm so fucking close, baby."
You looked up at him and basked in the sight of his beautiful face, head tilted backwards, lips parted and hooded eyes. You took a hold his hand clenched it back on your hair again. His fingers gathered your locks into a makeshift ponytail and he pushed your head down. Tears brimmed in the corners of your mouth as you breathed heavily through your nose while he thrusted his hips up, fucking your mouth relentlessly.
His movements soon became messier and more rushed and in couple moments he was releasing himself in your mouth with a low moan. You sighed when his warm cum spluttered on your tongue and you swallowed it all without any hesitation, still sucking him softly to help him ride his high until his leg twitched from over sensitivity. Jay groaned when you pulled away from him, cleaning his shaft with your tongue.
He pulled you up into a kiss, stroking your cheek with his thumb. The air inside the vehicle has grown stiflingly hot, only adding up to your both desire.He pulled his seat back and reached out to your hips, helping you climb over to his lap. You shifted slightly to make yourself comfortable, grinning at the look he was giving you.
"Come here," he whispered and pulled you by your neck to capture your mouth again. You sighed into the kiss, his warm lips moving against yours so heavenly. He tickled your sides playfully before sliding his hands down to finally lift the edges of your sundress and completely take the clothing off of you.
His eyes shone as they wandered around your body dressed up nicely with the black lingerie he's been craving to see for the whole race.
"My pretty girl," he muttered, fingers hooking themselves on the waistband of your wet panties before tugging them up slightly, making you whimper at the so longed for contact.
You involuntarily ground your heat against the damp fabric, thighs trembling at the sensation. Jay chuckled at your messy self, finding it rather amusing to see you in such state while in fact he was the one who's just received a head.
"Someone's a little eager," he chuckled and you closed your eyes, pressing your face into his chest. "It's okay, I can't leave my girl hanging like that now, can I? My baby's practically soaked."
You nodded your head with a whimper, mind clouded with the slowly building pleasure. The blowjob made you feel lightheaded too, completely overwhelming you with lust, making you want nothing else than to give yourself completely to his touch.
He pushed your laced panties aside and slowly ran his fingers along your slit, coating them with your wetness. You whined and shoved your face even harder to his chest, your whole body jerking when he finally slipped his finger inside your hole. He gently moved it in and out before adding a second finger, making you gasp out loud in pleasure.
His lips captured yours again, swallowing every sound you made as he fingered you. He had you shivering whenever his thumb made contact with your clit. His unoccupied hand went to your back, squeezing and caressing your ass with it.
"Jay, go faster, please," you pleaded, pulling your face off of him and placing your hands on his broad shoulders instead. You started raising your hips up with desperation as you felt the knot tightening in your stomach.
You yelped when he surprisingly obeyed your wish without any teasing and moved his fingers faster, bending them slightly and stretching you out even more. Your hands fisted his black shirt, not able to stop yourself form whimpering and moaning. When he slipped his third finger inside you, your legs shook and you dropped down to his thighs, finishing almost immediately. It took only twenty more seconds and you were reaching your climax for real, gripping his shoulders tightly.
"Jay, oh my God!" You choked out, squirming when you realized he still had his fingers deep inside you. He removed them with a chuckle and kissed your lips softly.
Your breathing was heavy but you smiled at him lazily, kissing him back a little more fervently. He rubbed your back with his hands, feeling up the lace as his fingers brushed over the fabric. You didn't even have a chance to fully come down from your high when he was pushing your panties aside.
"Babe, wait," you asked, not sure if you were ready for another go this soon.
"You're gonna be fine, angel," he said, lifting your hips swiftly and lowering you back on his hardening cock instead.
A loud whimper left your lips and your legs twitched from the slight over stimulation. He filled you up so perfectly though, and you didn't even dare to protest any further when he slowly started guiding you up and down his length, having you completely submitted to him.
You felt dizzy with the euphoric feeling, mind clouded with the thought of Jay taking you in his beloved car so well. You moved your hips halfheartedly to match your boyfriend's thrusts and he groaned at the fraction, one of his hands slipping to the back of your neck as he started moving his hips harder and faster. Your eyes rolled back as you let out a string of gasps and cries of his name, taken aback with the sudden force of his thrusts.
"Jay," you whined out, the sound muffled by the material of his shirt as you buried your face in his shoulder again.
He didn't even slow down, only smirked down at you. "What was that, baby? I can't hear you."
"Please, fuck me harder! I- I'm so close!"
He chuckled lowly, loving to hear your voice in such fucked out tone. "As you wish."
He slammed his hips up even rougher, rutting into your pussy until you became a moaning mess on top of him. Your hands slid underneath his shirt and scratched his sides with your nails. He knew you were getting closer to an edge when your legs started shaking, so he pressed his lips to your neck and squeezed your waist tighter. His other hand ran down your leg to place his warm fingers on your swollen clit as he fucked into you ruthlessly.
You arched your back from the pleasure of him rubbing circles on your heat and with the next couple thrusts of his hips he had you coming with nearly a scream. He helped you ride your high, pulling you even closer to him as his own hips started moving slower and deeper. After a minute or so, he pulled out of you to release himself on your bare thighs.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned on him heavily. Jay reached to the dashboard and pulled out some car upholstery wipes to clean his cum off of your skin. After he was done, he threw it on the floor and draped his arms around your waist, leaning his head on the headrest.
You stayed in that position for a while, your quick breathing steadying as his fingers caressed the skin on your hips soothingly. You felt the exhaustion of the whole night dawning upon you and that's when you noticed that the sky started slowly brightening up as the sun slowly started rising. Your eyes started getting heavy and you found yourself drifting off on your boyfriend's chest.
"Let's go home," you mumbled sleepily and he agreed with a hum, kissing the tip of your nose softly.
âhe smiled at you as if you were the only person in the world. unknowingly to you, itâs because you were, in fact, the only person for jakeâ
SYNOPSIS âș youâd always known jake sim as the unbelievably handsome and smart jock/student that sat next to you in your advanced psychology class. similar to you, jake had always pined over you silently. so what happens when jake becomes your assigned tutor for the very class heâs your seat partner in and when a yearbook editorial feature causes [forces] you to get to know the boy better? complete, and utter, chaosâas the both of you deal through your growing feelings for one another.
PAIRINGS âș tutor+football jock!jake x fem!yearbook photographer/editor reader
GENRES âș fluff, slight crack, pretty heavy angst at times !!
WARNINGS âș profanity, reader has slight anxiety/self-doubt/insecurity issues, jake is conflicted with his feelings, jake & reader high key suck at communicating which leads to issues, lots of cheesy lines, slow-burn tbh, most importantly: heartthrob football jake who also doubles as a hot nerd ;)
EXTRAS âș i suggest you read because it includes a steamy kiss at the end (pretend to be surprised) + but with a twist ;), oh also because it involves the high school football game experience [like the scene from the hilary duff cinderella movie!].
AUTHORâS NOTE âș goshh i really do hope this fic lives up to your expectations because iâm in love w the final product! enjoy :)
AT 8 AM SHARP EVERYTHING MORNING, JAKE SIM WOULD STARE AT THE DOOR, AWAITING YOUR ARRIVAL.
heâd observe the entrance of your psychology class every day and hope you werenât absent. thankfully for him, you didnât dare miss school unless you were actually sick. which to his delight, was rare. school had always been one of your top priorities, and jake had always admired you for your ambition.
every morning when you walked in, the gust of the wind from the windows open from the opposite side of the classroom would cause your hair to blow as you walked to your seat. a million fireworks would go off in jakeâs head, as well as in his heart while he watched you slide into the seat beside him, giving you a nod. you smiled in response every time, even if you werenât feeling like it that day.
every now and then, if jake was lucky, heâd smoothly slide close enough to you so that his elbow could touch yours. though you never moved upon the contact, youâd take note of how often heâd do it.
likewise, you wished he would never stop. because you were so attracted to jake sim, it sometimes gave you a stomach ache when you stayed up at night, daydreaming about what could maybe one day be.
if only he wasnât the star quarterback of your school, along with being an insanely smart and sociable person. then youâd maybe think that youâd have a chance with him.
but with all the girls and cheerleaders that flocked around him, seeing him as a mere piece of prey for them to fiend on, you never bothered considering the odds.
oh, but if only you knew that jake wanted you just as much as you did him. perhaps then, youâd be together by now. but thatâs not the way this story goes, now does it?
synopsis ⏠When your boyfriend of four years, Sunghoon, cheats on you, you get insanely drunk in the hopes of forgetting about him for a night. But at the bar, you run into your friend and colleague Heeseung, and the two of you devise a list of ways to get back at Sunghoon for hurting you. As you carry out your plan, you realise that maybe, what they say is true: sometimes, love is right in front of you.
genre ⏠fluff, smut, office romance, f2l, some angst
warnings ⏠cheating, consumption of alcohol, food, trust issues, language, characters are aged up, SMUT (dry humping, vaginal penetration, oral m and f fingering, body worship, pet names)
a/n ⏠thank you guys sm for 300+ notes on the preview!!! iâm really excited to share this, i worked really hard on it, so i hope you will like it :)) reblogs are feedback are extremely appreciated !!! even if itâs just a small thing, letting me know what you liked (or didnât like) helps me a lot :)
Park Sunghoon, that fucking bastard. You were going to kill him. If your hangover didnât kill you first, that is.
You wake up with a pounding head and an unquenchable thirst, groaning at the awful sensations you knew you wouldnât be able to get rid of for the whole day. But worse than the dry mouth and the ringing in your ears, you had a broken heart, and to your disappointment, the alcohol hadnât managed to glue it back together. If anything, it had only deepened the cracks and made you drown in self-pity. You felt terrible physically but you also felt sorry for yourself: what had made you think drinking four bottles of soju to yourself and probably double as many cans of beer would help you get over your asshole of a now ex-boyfriend Park Sunghoon?
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synopsis: you absolutely hate the month of april because it reminds you of your ex boyfriend who ghosted you three years ago. three years later where the month of spring is soon to return, you meet him againâ this time, as the manager of his basketball team heâs a captain for.
pairing: park sunghoon x fem!reader
word count: 18k (est. 15k?? yeah about thatâŠsomething happened to me)
genre: university!au, exes to lovers, basketball!au, angst, fluff
warnings: profanity, mention of insecurities, bruises, a lot of tears, sunghoon faints at one point. a lot of flashbacks and just two very stubborn people.
featuring: the whole of enhypen, yeonjun of txt
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note: it is finally here MY FIRST EVER LONG FIC! this will be my 900 follower gift to everyone! thank you so much for supporting me and my writings <33 all the kind words, likes, reblogs and feedbacks mean a lot to me!! this is my first enhypen piece and hopefully to many more!! i need to thank my bff jel for helping me with the bball knowledge to prevent me from embarrassment, also to may and dori for beta reading this !!!! please do enjoy my first over 3k fic HELP i wouldnât say itâs the best out of all the writings that iâve done but there is always room for more improvement in the future! enjoy sunghoonâs hyuga junpei era (according to jel) featuring jungwonâs kuroko testuya moment <3
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They say Spring is the season of romantic flings, picnics along the river, cherry blossoms petals in the air and flowers decorating the park.
They even say Spring is the season of new beginnings, like flowersâ fresh buds bloom, every living thing comes back to life and the once cold air becomes warmer and warmer. To others, it may sound idyllic. But to you, you absolutely hated Spring.
Every year when Spring comes, you wish it would just go by in a flash. Once March ends and the new month of April adorns your calendar your mood turns sour and you curse every little perk of Spring you come across.
You never thought you could hate something this muchânevertheless, a damn season of all things. But every year it comes by, youâre reminded of all the terrible things Spring (or April) has done to you.
This has been ongoing for almost three years now, to the point that you didnât remember what you thought of Spring before you began your beef with the season. You thought that maybe it wasnât the season that youâre having conflict with, but more so the month that Spring is associated with.
April, thatâs right.
Along with Spring, you hated April which kind of goes hand in hand with Springâ so it makes sense that you wouldnât enjoy the particular month. To weigh out your fonder memories in April to memories you wish to forget, the latter is a lot heavier. You think that April is your unlucky month, which is why you just want to sleep it away until May but you could never really do that can you? So you dread every single day, just hoping each day doesnât add on to the amount of terrible things that happens to you in this very month.
And there is a reason for your immense hatred for those two in particular. It reminds you of Park Sunghoon, your ex boyfriend to be exact. The boy who ghosted you three years ago, in April, which so happens to be the season of Spring. It also happens to be the month that he confesses to you, which makes you fume even more because back then you always hoped for April to arrive so you could celebrate your years anniversaries with him, but now it just reminds you of your heartbreak.
It disgusts you that a mere ex boyfriend could have this much of an affect on you. And you thought that you would move on after the whole thing, but the fact that he left you without saying a word to you, frustrates you to the core. Three years is a long time, and he has not contacted you once. And all you wanted was a reason, some closure even, to your break up with him.
And in the same month, you find out from someone else that he received an offer in a different school in Seoul. Which baffles you because why couldnât he tell you; his current girlfriend at the time? It wasnât a shameful thing to pursue dreams in the capital city, and isnât it normal to at leastâ consult your significant other?
Either way, you wish April never came. But you canât always have what you wish for.
â lee heeseung was fine. at least, thatâs what everyone thought until one morning his ex girlfriend walked through the school gates with his best friend on her arm. deciding he wasnât quite over her, he turns to you for help and you agree without hesitation. little does he know, youâd do just about anything to get him to look at you the way you look at him.
pairing: heeseung x gn reader, side beomgyu x ryujin (for the plot), sungchan (nct), sumin (stayc)
word count: 14.2k⊠whew simptivites
genre: friends to lovers, fluff, angst, high school au, fake dating au, hurt and comfort
warnings: pining, swearing, my humor, food mention, slight mental health talk, just high school kids thinking with their hearts instead of their brains, somewhat proofread
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âheeseung,â sungchan hisses. âwhatever you do, donât look behind you.âÂ
lee heeseung looks up, confused as to what his friend was talking about because as far as heâs concerned, they were just talking about how he had just hit a new rank on league. âwhat?â he asks, doe eyes going wide. when he goes to turn his head, sungchan hurriedly tries to grab ahold of heeseungs shoulders to stop him, but fails. âwhat are you talking aboâ?âÂ
the rest of his sentence falls short in his throat at what he sees walking through the doors of the school. itâs shin ryujin, his ex girlfriend that was just his girlfriend three weeks ago, hanging off the arm of choi beomgyu, his best friend since the fifth grade. when did this happen? how did this happen? just a few nights ago, ryujin was calling him and leaving voicemails practically begging that he take her back despite the mutual agreement to breakup. he said no, of course, feeling like the relationship between the two had already run its course. even if her voice cracking over the other end of the line pulled at his heart, he knew it was best for the both of them. heeseung had nothing left to offer ryujin and ryujin had nothing left to offer heeseung and that was fine. he was fine.
so why was he sweating? why did he want to punch beomgyu right in the face when he whispered something in ryujinâs ear that made her laugh?Â
âohâ he deadpans, turning back to grab his books from his locker that they were both standing in front of. âitâs fine, weâre broken up. this is fine. Iâm fine, sungchan.â at the last syllable of his friends name, he slammed his locker door shut for emphasis.Â
sungchan blinks at the loud noise, letting out a breath. âwell you better be fine,â he hums and pretends to busy himself on his phone. âbecause theyâre coming this way.âÂ
just then, heeseung feels a tap on his shoulder and goes rigid. âhey, heeseungâ calls beomgyu. âgot a minute?âÂ
turning around, heeseung plasters his best smile on his face and hopes that it doesnât look like heâs absolutely constipated. or hating his life. âoh hey!â he cheers (fake). âwhatâs up?âÂ
âI hope thereâs no hard feelings,â beomgyu mumbles, scratching his neck. âyou know, since ryujin and I are trying things out.âÂ
âno, noâ heeseung assures, feeling his fest clench at his sides. âno hard feelings here. ryujin and I arenât together after all.âÂ
ryujinâs face contorts to a frown, looking down at heeseungs fists that are clenching and unclenching. âthen why do you look like youâre about to punch someone, hee?â at the sound of her voice and the use of his nickname, heeseungs smile falls. looking to his ex, he gazes into her eyes. heâs searching for a sign, anything that will let him know that this was just a prank. but alas, thereâs nothing but his sad, sad reflection.Â
ânah,â heeseung says, monotoned. heâs still looking at ryujin, whoâs just staring back at him in confusion. âitâs fine, I wish you guys the best.â with that, heeseung turns to walk away with heavy steps. sungchan rushes after his friend, but heâs brushed off with a mumble that heâs fine.Â
he keeps walking through the halls, no idea where heâs going but just filled with the need that he needs to get away from the two people at the front of the school. itâs when he reaches the old wing of the school, thatâs not used anymore save for a few classes due to the renovations that theyâre going through. he stomps back and forth, pacing up and down because how could they both do this to him? despite his calm exterior back there, lee heeseung was hurt at the thought of his best friend secretly pining after his girl while they were together and not saying a thing. did he plan to go after her the minute they broke up? was beomgyu really his best friend? did ryujin really love him the way he thought?Â