I Can Fix Him

please stay

cho hyun ju x f!reader

:this post made by @jxynotfound

warnings: angst/comfort, use of y/n

word count: 1.1k

hyun ju’s apartment feels too big now that the others have left. 

the air hangs heavy with unsaid words and the tension that coils tighter every time you and hyun ju are in the same room. you look over at her, sitting at the edge of the couch, her gaze fixed on a glass of water she hasn’t touched. 

she’s avoiding you again…like she has been for weeks. 

your heart twists. you can’t ignore it anymore.  

she thinks she’s subtle, but you notice everything about hyun ju. the way her eyes flick to you for just a second too long when she thinks you aren’t looking. the way her laugh is quieter when you’re around, like she’s holding something back. 

you’d give anything to know what’s going on in her mind, to understand why she’s been keeping her distance. 

it hurts more than you want to admit.  

no matter how much attention you get from everyone else…the stolen glances, the lingering stares, the compliments whispered under breaths…it’s hers you crave. 

lately, it feels like you’re invisible to her.  

you don’t understand it. you’ve always been told you’re beautiful, practically since you were old enough to understand the word. your friends joke that you look like you stepped out of a magazine, your outfits always effortlessly chic, your makeup flawless. 

even when you’re dressed casually, there’s something about you that draws people in. boys, girls…everyone seems to want you.  

none of it matters if hyun ju doesn’t.  

you stayed behind tonight for her. you stayed because the ache in your chest is too much to bear, because you can’t take the way she looks right through you anymore.  

you sit down beside her on the couch, your movements soft, deliberate. 

“hyun ju,” you say, your voice quiet but steady. 

“is everything okay?”

she startles slightly, like she hadn’t expected you to stay. her grip on the glass tightens, and she doesn’t look at you. 

“yeah,” she says after a beat, her tone unconvincing. 

“why?” 

you tilt your head, your eyes fixed on her. you’ve never been one to back down from the truth, and you won’t start now. 

“because you’ve been avoiding me,” you say bluntly. 

hyun’s eyes widen, but she quickly looks away, her expression guarded. 

“i haven’t,” she says, but the words sound hollow. 

“you have,” you counter, your tone firm but not harsh. 

“and i don’t get it. did i do something wrong? did i upset you?” 

the older woman’s jaw tightens, and for a moment, she doesn’t respond. then, she sets the glass down with a quiet clink and leans back, exhaling slowly. 

“it’s not you,” she murmurs, her voice so quiet you almost miss it. 

“then what is it?” you press, leaning closer. the scent of her shampoo reaches you.. soft, familiar, floral, comforting..and it only makes your heart ache more. 

“hyun ju, please. please talk to me.” 

she finally looks at you, and the vulnerability in her eyes catches you off guard. 

“it’s complicated,” she says, her voice trembling slightly. 

you can’t hold back anymore. weeks of frustration and longing spill out all at once. 

“why can’t you want me like the other boys and girls do?” your voice cracks, your hands twisting together in your lap. 

“they stare at me while i stare at you.”  

hyun ju’s head snaps toward you, her wide eyes locking with yours. the shock on her face is unmistakable, but beneath it, there’s something else…

“y/n,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper. 

“what are you saying?”  

“i’m saying i want you,” you admit, your voice trembling with the weight of the confession. 

“i dress up for you, hyun ju. every outfit, every little detail…it’s all for you to notice. i don’t care about the stares or the compliments from anyone else. i just want you to notice me, to look at me the way i look at you.” 

hyun ju’s lips part, but no words come out. she looks at you like you’ve just told her the most unbelievable thing in the world. 

“do you know how much it hurts?” you continue, your voice breaking. 

“everyone else wants me, but i don’t care. i don’t care about any of them. i only care about you, hyun ju.” 

hyun’s hands tremble in her lap, and for a moment, she looks like she might cry. 

“sweetheart,” she whispers. 

“i didn’t think... i didn’t think you’d ever feel that way about me.” 

your heart aches at the way she says it, like it’s impossible for her to believe. 

“why wouldn’t i?” you ask, your voice soft but insistent. 

“you’re beautiful, hyunnie. you’re kind, strong, and smart, and you make me feel things no one else ever has. i’ve been trying so hard to get your attention, and you keep pushing me away.” 

you continued, "I asked myself, why can't hyun want me like all of the other boys and girls do? they all stare at me while at stare at you.."

hyun shakes her head, tears welling in her eyes. “i wasn’t trying to push you away,” she says, her voice breaking. 

“i just... i didn’t think i was enough for you. you’re—” she gestures helplessly at you, her words faltering. 

“you’re beautiful, y/n. you’re perfect.. and me... i just didn’t think i could ever measure up to your level of beauty. i thought you’d never see me that way.” 

you reach for her hand, your fingers brushing against hers. 

“you’re everything to me, hyun ju,” you say, your voice steady despite the tears in your eyes. 

you reach down in front of the couch, taking your hands with hyun ju’s on her lap as tears come from her eyes now too. 

“don’t you see that? i don’t want anyone else. i want you.” 

hyun’s breath hitches, and then she’s pulling you into her arms, holding you like she’s afraid you’ll disappear. 

“i’ve wanted you this whole time, since we were introduced,” she admits, her voice muffled against your shoulder. 

“but i was scared. scared that if i let myself hope, i’d ruin everything.” 

you pull back just enough to look at her, your hands cupping her face. “you’re not ruining anything,” you say, your voice firm. 

“you make me happy, hyun ju. you make me feel seen in a way no one else ever has. don’t you see how much you mean to me?” 

tears spill over from the both of you, but she’s smiling now, a soft, radiant smile that takes your breath away. 

“i see it now,” she whispers. 

“and i’m so sorry for making you feel like i didn’t care. i care, y/n. i care so much.” 

you lean your head against her shoulder, the warmth of her presence soothing the ache that had been building in your chest. 

“i wish you knew how beautiful you really are, hyunnie,” you murmur. 

she holds you tighter, her heart feeling warm for the first time in so long. 

I hope you really enjoyed <3

tags for the people under the post who commented under the post wanting this fic:

@countrygalbitch , @ryuhour, @etta-huracan, @luckylilypadsss

New Photos of Tom Blyth 👀

Credits to Eric Ray Davidson

I could request sooo many thing but right now i NEED

Rough dom Gyeong-seok pls

You knew you were pushing Gyeong-seok's buttons, acting like the brat you were. You smirked as you saw his jaw clench, his patience wearing thin. "Enough," Gyeong-seok growled, his voice low and dangerous as he grabbed your wrist, pulling you close. "You think you can keep acting like this without consequences?"

You bit your lip, trying to hide your excitement, but the thrill of his dominance was too much. "Maybe I want those consequences," you taunted, your eyes gleaming with mischief. With a swift movement, Gyeong-seok pushed you against the wall, his body pressing hard against yours, his breath hot on your neck. "You're going to regret that," he whispered, his hand sliding down to squeeze your ass roughly.

He spun you around, pinning your hands above your head with one of his. His other hand roamed freely, slipping under your shirt, teasing your skin. "You're mine to punish," he hissed, his fingers pinching your nipple hard enough to make you gasp. Gyeong-seok's hand then traveled to your pants, unbuttoning them with a deftness that showed how little he cared for your protests or your bratty facade. He yanked them down, leaving you exposed and vulnerable.

"Look at you, so desperate for it," he taunted, his fingers finding your wetness without hesitation. He didn't wait for a response; he knew your body better than you did at this moment. His fingers plunged inside you, making you cry out as the pleasure mixed with a sharp sting of dominance.

"You like being my little slut, don't you?" he growled, his pace relentless, not giving you a moment to adjust. His other hand came down on your ass with a sharp spank, the sound echoing in the room. "Yes, fuck, yes!" you moaned, unable to keep up your bratty act under his control. His touch was too commanding, too intoxicating.

"On your knees," he commanded, pulling his fingers away, leaving you empty and wanting. As you complied, he unzipped his pants, freeing himself. "Show me how much you want it," he ordered, his gaze dark with lust. You took him in your mouth, eager to please, to prove yourself, even if just for a moment. But he wasn't about to let you lead. Gripping your hair, he set the pace, using you for his pleasure, making it clear who was in charge.

After what felt like an eternity of submission and pleasure, Gyeong-seok pulled you up, bending you over whatever was closest. With no further preamble, he entered you from behind, his thrusts hard and fast. Each movement was a reminder of your place under his control, your bratty behavior now just a distant memory as you surrendered to the overwhelming sensation.

As you felt yourself nearing the edge, his voice came, harsh and unforgiving, "Don't you dare come until I say so." But it was too late; the wave crashed over you, your body betraying your obedience. Gyeong-seok didn't stop, didn't slow down, punishing you with pleasure until he too found his release, marking you as his in the most primal way.

Breathing heavily, he pulled you back against his chest, his voice a mix of satisfaction and warning, "Next time, remember who you belong to."

i think this is my favorite picture of him i am so obsessed with this man i can’t even function HES MY LOCKSCREEN LIKE

I can’t fix him but I could fuck him.

*giggling, kicking my feet* dom!gf!hyun-ju have my heart fr

Hiii I was wondering if we could get a dom!cho hyun-ju x f! Reader where weve bee feeling kind of insecure so she helps prove that theres nothing to be insecure about? Do u think u could add some praise, hand holding n whatever else u would like to add? Pls n thank u!!

! nsfw content !

dom gf!hyun-ju x f!reader

(these are happening in a way that the squid game does not exist)

word count | 1,5k

warning | smut, oral(reader receiving), yeah that's all

"aren't you ready yet?" the voice coming from outside the door made you swallow hard, you looked at yourself in the mirror again. you had made an agreement with your girlfriend to go out but you didn't want to go out now. you wanted to wear the dress hyun-ju bought for you on today's date but something seemed missing, you weren't feeling well, even looking in the mirror started to hurt so you turned your head away "I..I'll be ready in a minute."

hyun-ju looked at the clock and let out a breath when she realized that your reservation time was almost past. of course she would always wait for you but it had taken longer than necessary. after a while you heard another knock on the door "is everything okay..? if you need anything please tell me, should I come in?" her worried tone made you feel bad too, you didn't want to ruin anything on a day like this. hyun-ju was about to leave when she didn't hear anything from you but the sound of the door opening made her stop.

she looked at you, then her gaze roamed over your body, you looked so... perfect. she smiled slightly as she realized that you were embarrassed by her gaze and locked eyes with yours again. hyun-ju took a step closer and held your hands. "you're so beautiful, but why is your face so sulky, hm? tell me, darling." one of her hands went to your chin and made you look at her. you could barely put your thoughts into words but finally managed to speak. "I..I don't feel very good in this dress..don't get me wrong- you bought it for me and it's absolutely beautiful but..I think I diminished it's beauty by wearing it."

a sigh filled the air, hyun-ju entered the room and then closed the door and placed both hands on your cheek, her thumbs drawing small circles as you began to relax under her touch. "I don't want you to say things like that. please. I know it's hard to change your mind no matter what I say and I hate it but..I wish you could see how you look through my eyes." her hands went down to your waist and with small steps she led you to where the mirror was, now with your back turned to her you were looking at yourself in the mirror again. hyun-ju tilted her head slightly to the side and placed a small kiss on your neck "every part of you is so beautiful, so precious." another kiss, her voice was lower this time "I am so lucky to have you, such a delicate beauty that would make angels jealous..it's completely unfair for you to feel so insecure when everyone around you is talking about your beauty, my little baby."

you turned your head to her, every word she said caused your eyes to fill with tears, hyun-ju's face filled with worry as she felt a pain in her heart the moment she realized this "who talked about me?" she knew you were upset right now but when she heard your soft voice and saw the way your bottom lip pouted, she couldn't help but giggle at your sweetness, and kissed your lips, wiping your bottom lip with her thumb as the lipstick you had just applied smeared with her "last week when we met the others, you got up to go to the bathroom and as soon as you left, se-mi made a comment about how your skirt looked good on you. well..I can't say she was wrong of course but I have to admit I was jealous. you attract attention everywhere we go and it makes me happier to have you."

you tried to process what she said, hyun-ju gave you a moment to give yourself time but her gaze fell on the strap of your dress that had fallen off your shoulder. you flinched slightly when you felt her fingers on your shoulder while you were lost in thought, raised your head to her but she wasn't looking at you, her eyes traveled from your shoulder to your neck "y/n.." you answered while the way she said your name made your body shiver "yes?" the moment hyun-ju heard your weak voice, it was all over for her, neither the restaurant nor anything else on her mind. she lowered the strap of your dress again and kissed your shoulder. whispered "we're late enough for the reservation..."

she made you lie down on the bed and was soon on top of you. "I'm sorry..I didn't mean for it to happen-" your sentence was cut off when hyun-ju's hand slid under your dress and caressed your thigh. "shh..there's nothing to apologize for." looked into your eyes with desire. "let me prove how beautiful my girlfriend is, with or without a dress." she delicately removed the single piece of fabric you were wearing, she was eager to touch you but she liked to savor this moment more slowly. soon you were left with only your panties, her fingers finding your clit through the fabric as she kissed your lips hungrily, sucking on your bottom lip and you let out a whimper when your tongues met.

her kisses slowly moved down, first to your neck, then to your breasts, lingering for a while before coming to your stomach. you giggled slightly as the tiny kisses tickled you. hyun-ju smiled when she heard your laugh and lifted her head. "that's it. I always want to see you laugh." continued, the wet kisses she left in between were making your mind blurry. you admired how she could take away all your worries, even a single kiss could make you forget all the bad things.

as she went down further, she kissed your clit through the fabric, hand stopped you as you were about to close your legs, she raised her head and looked at you "I want you to keep your legs open, okay little one?" you just nodded in approval, you didn't want to wait any longer and she knew it very well. took off your panties without waiting too long and got between your legs, her hand found your hand and intertwined your fingers "hyun-ju.." you said her name needily. without making you wait any longer, her tongue met your pussy, she sucked your clit for a while, and then she went down a little further, stuck her tongue in your hole. you squeezed the hand you held with a loud moan, hyun-ju continued to destroy you with her tongue while she started caressing your hand with her thumb.

her movements were slow and seductive but when you didn't expect it, she sped up, she grabbed your leg with her free hand and spread it wider, making it easier for her to eat you out. all you could do at that moment was moan her name. even though she had done this often, holding hands made you feel strangely embarrassed. hyun-ju always made gestures like this during sex and she always managed to embarrass you. in fact, at that moment you realized how unimportant the thoughts of the people around you were, when you had a girlfriend like this and were loved like this, you didn't want to care about others anymore. there was only her and you.

hyun-ju's movements didn't stop, her tongue was moving rapidly inside your pussy while her hand holding your leg slowly moved from your belly to your breasts, when she started playing with your hardened nipple with gentle movements, you let out another loud moan, she knew very well which parts of your body were sensitive. after a while the pleasure you were getting from both sides started to be too much, you moved your hips and your stomach tightened, you knew you were close to cumming "hyun-ju..I..I'm..c-close.." you could barely speak between your moans, just threw your head back in pleasure. hyun-ju moaned as your hips moved around her face and after a while you couldn't hold yourself back any longer and came in her mouth.

she pulled back, looking at the juices flowing from your pussy before looking at you who was exhausted. she grinned slightly, oh she loved eating you out so much, she could do this all day long but she had other things to worry about right now. her lips were glistening from your juices, licked her own lips and leaned in closer, kissing your cheek. “I love you so much.” buried her head in your neck. “please don’t hesitate to talk to me at times like this, I don’t like you being by yourself, I’m always here. always.” her arms wrapped tightly around your waist and she laid down on the bed, pulling you to her. “we’re late for dinner..” you purred, she chuckled and pulled back slightly to look at your face. “I got more than what i wanted, but I can still make you something if you’re hungry?” saw you avert your eyes shyly and kissed your forehead with a smile. “you rest here, I’ll go and make sure you get fed well.” she put the covers over you and looked at you one last time before leaving the room. when the door closed, there were no bad thoughts or anything else on your mind anymore.

oh, how i love angst fanfic

HELLO SO UM LOVE UR WORK BUT I DO WANT SOME MORE ANGST IN GENERAL SO IWAS WONDERING IF YOU COULD DO A THING WITH THE WHITEBEARD PIRATES AND STRAW HATS WERE A TEEN READER FUCKING dies, uh yeah just like reactions and stuff if you don't feel comfortable with making that type of angst that's completely fine too!!! But urm yer 🦠🗣️

—Whitebeard Pirates & Strawhawts x teen!reader (platonic)

—Summary: It is said that when you are born you set your destiny, but why did it have to be so cruel to you?

—Warnings: blood, dead

Ohhh, It's not like I don't want to write angst, but I feel like I'm not good at itttt 🤚🏻 (sorry for the delay again)

—Time is something immovable, something that humans cling to without knowing if they are wasting it or taking advantage of it.

—You never thought that you wasted your time with Whitebeard's crew, not a single second was wasted.

—Because when no one was looking, in the middle of a colossal battle, your blood spread like water spilled from a glass, taking your life without mercy, the only thing you saw were happy moments with your crew.

—Your breathing became slow and your vision focused and out of focus, seeing how in the distance almost the entire crew ran to save Ace.

—You were one of the many corpses found in Marineford, maybe even one of the first people to die.

—Your captain always warned you of your recklessness, you were still young, you made mistakes and you let yourself be carried away by the wind of life.

—It's a shame that it passed in a flash, so sudden and unexpected that no one knew you were gone until the waters calmed down.

—You hadn't been the only one, but the living couldn't even see you for the last time.

—Izo preferred it that way, he preferred to have a vision of you in which the sparkle in your eyes remained intact, in which you joked with him.

—He preferred to think that in some way you lived but fled before you could die, but deep inside his being the uncertainty of your death would remain.

—Marco was the one who decided not to tell anything, because when he found your lifeless body it was some time after the events, among all the people, you remained there with empty eyes.

—He had to look away, it had already been painful for him to have to bury his father and friend, now you too.

—You stabbed him in the heart when he saw your inert posture asking for help even though you were rigid, you looked like something he hadn't seen in a long time, a normal scared teenager.

—When he buried you next to Ace and Whitebeard he wondered if he could have done something to save you, or if your destiny was to die alone with no one to ask for help.

—Whatever it was, you wouldn't be so alone up there.

—The helplessness and anguish of seeing your partner and friend beaten to death is something indescribable, Luffy was burning with rage as he saw the scene with his own eyes.

—It was only seconds, but it was enough for there to be no turning back.

—Zoro, Sanji and Luffy took charge of finishing off the person who had beaten you until you were unrecognizable and useless.

—It didn't matter how much Chopper ran, how much Nami and Usopp cried, not even Robin's last hug could stop all the pain that spread over your body.

—Brook, Jinbe and Franky remained serious, a little more on the sidelines, they couldn't hear how you begged for it to end, for them to end your pain, for them to end you.

—Luffy got angry with you for saying those things, he was the only one who was desperate to make you see reason when your conscience was already abandoning you.

—The others knew it, they knew that there would be no chance to see you laugh, joke or smile again, that their last image of you would be a miserable plea to end your suffering, with your body bruised and covered in blood.

—Zoro had to hold Luffy to calm him down while he looked somewhere else but you, unable to accept the reality of another loss.

—Nami hugged your body until it stopped being warm, holding it despite the stained clothes, she didn't stop crying on your shoulder and caressing your head to calm you down, even knowing that you were already gone.

—The worst thing was seeing your deep expression of pain, your inevitable suffering and desperation to leave was a scar that left a mark on everyone.

—No one spoke for a couple of days after your death, everything felt colder and emptier, after all you were just a teenager trying to have a good time, looking for adventures with friends. Why? Why you of all people?

this one slap so hard chat 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ i think i’m in love with this fr

Theirs. | BandaSunato x GN!Reader x YabaOki | AIB HCS

Summary: 3 Killers in love. All could go wrong (for others).

Warnings: Blood - Gore - Killing - Before and during Borderlands - Jealousy - Two red flags - Violence

PRE-BORDERLANDS:

Lets start with how this relationship works. Yaba is probably the most cold head of the three. Its the one who manages to control Banda when he wants to go on a killing rampage and also the one who basically makes you do something other than sleep.

Because here is the thing. You are very clingy to them and possessive of them. But also very lazy. This turns on your days being you sleeping, watching TV, going down the dark corners of the internet looking for a good snuff movie to later share with your two beloved ones. Its only when you end jealous or feel the "push" that you end killing someone. But you are more tone down than Banda.

Banda is the one who would go for cuddles himself. Why ? Because he knows you dont mind the blood. Even if its after a recent kill. He may come up to you with blood all over his hands, arms, face, there is smell and its hot. But you dont mind. He will hug your waist and let his head on your shoulder as he tells you about how he did murder his last victim and that you should come up with him and pick a victim together.

Yaba its the one who puts on the facade that you three are roomates and that you two work from home so no one things its strange that he is the only one who goes out. The others knows more people lives with him since they hear...noises when they swear Yaba just left.

Banda and You like to get funny when he is not home. All to be recorder and send to him just to bother him and show him what he is missing for "Having to be normal and do work". It often its one of them having the other pinned down with a intense makeout session and some knife play if Banda feels like it, and most times he indeed does feel like it.

It gets both of them on trouble once Yaba gets back. He is not angry per se just frustrated with them for distracting him during work.

He would make them do the same they did earlier only that now he gets to tell them when they can cum. And Yaba can be quiet sadistic about it. He sees it on the way your body and Banda's tremble and how erratic your breath gets, he knows both of you are so close and yet he order you both to stop. Sometimes he even leaves and you two are obliged to finish alone without the other or if he feels like being good will let both of you use him to finish.

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"Really (Y/N)?" Yaba asks as he sees you having too much fun with one victim. The safe house he has for Banda and You is outside Seoul and its used specially for this moments.

He cant let two murders bring bodies to their home...the place would smell terrible.

"What?" You ask with a small pout "This one was staring at our Banda for too long"

"Were they?" Yaba asks removing his coat and getting closer. Your victim a young male blinks between being awake and pass out. "And were is the other?" Yaba ask already knowing

"Banda is having the other one. Said it would be funnier if we shared" You respond pulling out from a glass a worm and forcing it inside the ear of the Man.

Banda appears, covered in blood a evil smile on his face. He kisses Yaba knowing the older Man will get mad from getting his white shirt dirty. He then turns to you and shows you a small intestine that he passes around the neck of the now crying guy.

"Aww dont cry. You are wearing your gilfriends organs!!" Banda taunts and the Man cries even harder.

"Oh! Here" You pull your old polaroid camara out and snap a pic of the Man then one of Banda and the Man, Banda making the sign of peace. "Beautiful" you say showing him

"Alright you two, finish him off so we can clean this up" Yaba says smiling at your antics. "But let me some fun first" he says going off then returning with a hammer, aiming it at the man ribs before slamming it hard.

"Uh, bad day at the office?" Banda asks amused.

"You got no idea" Yaba responds going for the knee next.

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BORDERLANDS

At the Borderlands the three of you would be known quickly. If anyone has the bad luck of meeting one of you at the games then some plead the game kills them, because you three are famous for taking survivors and torture them.

You three are the ones who most likely would end being permanent residents. The idea of returning never really crossed your minds. There you three could be free.

Banda could go and kill as he wanted,  Yaba could relax and you could cling on them as much as you wanted.

When the Prision Game started there was a woman who eyed Yaba for too long not knowing who he was or that you were just a few meters away with a chocolate at hand.

Banda whistle at your side already getting aroused by the idea of what you were going to do to her.

"Im...im going to cut her ears off and make her eat them. Then I will make her see how the three of us fuck and then I will kill her with my hands" You whisper already moving on autopilot pulling out a fake smile to catch her by suprise.

Banda and Yaba stood at the side as you pushed her head against the wall hard forcing her to enter a cell. They followed not wanting to miss the bloody show you were going to give them.

LADY BOSS! > Team Thanos x F!Reader

summary: being thanos and nam gyu's bestie since high school

pairings: abit of semi x f!reader (wlw because we all semi dick riders in the club + will write more about her in the next posts), platonic! thanos, nam gyu, min su & gyeong su x f!reader

warnings: talks of drugs, rehab, yk how it goes

a/n: semi semi semi semi semi semi semi i need to make out with her so bad. (name) is a fashion designer (i'm projecting hehehaha)

yk how even the most notorious gangster has a person they respect the most - yea that's what you are to thanos and nam gyu.

people wonder what did you do to get them to respect you like that

easy that's because you knew them ever since high school

it all started with a group project where your teacher purposely paired you up with both of them, in hopes you'll guide them since they were quote a "lost cause"

you wanted to pull your hair out.

but since you were a cool, demure and nonchalant like that, you decided to do what you could to get them to cooperate for the project.

"tsk, this is a waste of time." nam gyu sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. you three were sat around your table when it was time to break into the groups you were paired into. thanos, who was still just choi su bong back then, leaned back against his chair staring into space.

you pursed your lips, before speaking. "well, let's get it done as soon as possible then. any ideas on what to do for this assignment?" the task of this assignment was to create some sort of advertisement for a product of your choice.

"no" "nope." they both replied in sync, uninterested to commit to this project at all.

"i'm a woman of patience. i'm a woman of patience" you said in your head like a mantra, trying hard not to leap across the desk and jump both of them and your teacher for pairing you up with them.

an idea then came up on your head. as cringy as it might sound but it might get thanos and nam gyu to participate in working with you to complete this project. "what about we create a rap music video for this?"

thanos and nam gyu sat up straight at the sound of that. "what do you have in mind, girl."

you got their attention now.

surprise or not. you three got full scores for this assignment

thanos came up with the lyrics, nam gyu produced the music beat while you directed the music video

"congrats, you two. how does it feel to get full scores for the first time in your life? i knew putting (name) in your group was a good idea." your teacher grinned rather smugly.

"no, sir. su bong and nam gyu were amazing themselves. they came up and produced the entire music video themselves. i just supervised from the sidelines." you said with a proud smile, patting their arm as you stood in the middle of them.

both of them looked at you, mouth slightly agape. for the first time in forever, they didn't need anything in their system to feel warmth in their heart.

you wouldn't have ever thought you would have fun spending time with the two troublemakers of your batch but you did

they did too.

when almost the entire school and everyone in their lives made them feel like a failure, you brought them a chance to shine.

"it doesn't matter if others look down on you. as long as you don't look down on yourself, you always have a chance to prove them wrong and slap them in the face." you told them, rather casually as you slurped on the bowl of udon.

you were treating them dinner that you promised if you guys got a good score for the assignment. damn, were you trying to make them all soft for you because it's working.

they're now part of the (name) protection squad.

thanos jokingly once called you their lady boss and they've been calling you that ever since

they would walk you back home after school, making sure you were safe especially when school ended late

would carry your bag for you too because their lady boss shouldn't have to do that!!

guys confessing to you? they have to go through them first

#brother you are scaring the hoes away

to more serious stuff such as them being addicts, they tried to hide the fact that they were until you found out after seeing the bruise on nam gyu's arm.

you tried your hardest, helping them to overcome their addiction

yes it wasn't easy, but they were trying too

overtime, they managed to stop after you convinced them to go for rehabilitation

after that their respect and love for you sky rocketed.

time skip to where you guys are in your twenties

they hate all your situationships/exes

they don't have to know what they did

#their lady boss can never do wrong

but if they have wronged you in any way they're on thanos' and nam gyu's hit list.

they've formed a band called 'black stones' (hehe) with their new friends they met in uni: semi, gyeong su and min su.

you unlocked the door to your two idiots' apartment, a plastic of take out food you bought for them and their bandmates you were going to meet for the first time.

"who are you?! don't just come in without knocking" the man who you later learned was gyeong su, pointed a finger at you.

while you just stood there like🧍🏻‍♀️holding the key in one hand and the bag of food in the other. like hello? i kinda live here in my free time too?

nam gyu knocked his head with his knuckle, scowling "don't disrespect our lady boss like that, you fuck!"

thanos skipped towards you, like a kid running towards his mom after spending his day at daycare. "aigoo, my highness, you should've gave me a call that you're here. i would've personally brought you up."

"i did. you didn't pick up."

he froze, before smiling sheepishly, taking the bag from your hand, settling it down on the counter. "well, now that you are here. we can introduce you to the others."

he then swung his arm across your shoulders, leading you to stand in front of the tv where the others were sitting around the coffee table.

your eyes drifted to the lady with short hair and piercings. the way she carried herself and that charming smile on her lips. damn, she's so your type.

"gyeong su, my boy. you gotta apologise to our lady boss, (last name) (name). no her, no me, no nam gyu. no me, no nam gyu, no black stones." thanos said, wriggling his finger at the said man who nodded before giving you a full 90 degree bow.

"i apologise for the disrespect, lady boss (name)!" gyeong su yelled, showing he was sincerely sorry. you couldn't help but cackle at that, waving your hands at him for him to get up. "you don't have to call me that just because those two stupid idiots does and please get up!"

semi was intrigued with you after that.

you must be one hell of a woman if you managed to get thanos and nam gyu to respect you like that.

and you were just her type too.

you and her are dubbed mama e papa of the team

they don't know you both made it official after a few months of getting to know each other though

you and semi found it fun to see how long will it take till they find out.

min su found out first but didn't say anything to the others because you roped him in into betting how long till the others realises.

when they found out

they acted as if you punched their grandmother in the throat and cooked their pet fish jeffrey for dinner.

"semi how dare you seduce our princess?!"

"(name), how could you?! i thought we were 4lifers we locked in. we're suppose to tell each other everything!"

"you guys can only hold hands when we're here! no lovey dovey stuff!"

semi proceeded to give you a big smooch on the lips in front of them, her hand then never leaving your hips.

you try to attend all of their performances but if you can't due to some plans you have to attend to, they always give you a shoutout at the end of them.

you're like their second manager. it's like your side hustle aside from being fashion designer.

they will wear your brand with pride and joy

it also makes your business boom 2x max

Posts that they will post:

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> blackstonesofficial

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blackstoneofficial happy birthday to our precious lady boss! 😘🎉💕

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Coriolanus Snow x fem! Reader

The first time he played with his new doll was during the biochemistry class you were forced to take. He promised that he would take all the notes for you, all your dumb brain has to do is stare at the open books. He was smart enough to multitask.

Jolting down the notes with one hand, and his free hand playing with your pussy. His hand was obscured from view, thanks to the table and nobody sat beside you. He pushed your panties aside, relishing how you whimpered when he began to stroke your cunt gently, getting you wet.

He leaned in to whisper to you, “There you go, dove. Be quiet, okay? That's all you need to do, dumb girl.” You could barely nod back to him, biting your lower lip, your fingers gripping your pen tighter and your eyes rolling back when his thumb begins to circle your clit.

He teases you for the entire hour of the class, deliberately ignoring your G-spot. Whenever his fingertips grazed the spongy spot, your gummy walls clenched around his digits. And he flashes a small smirk as he feels your walls twitch, begging for more.

He sped up when there was ten minutes in the class. You look at him with glossy eyes, whispering that you can't, that you'll be loud if you cum. He doesn't reply but lets his fingers curl up, pressing right into the spot he neglected, and grins as he feels your gasp and the way your cunt spasmed around him.

You ignored the way people stared at you, telling your professor you were fine. And you glared at Coriolanus for the remaining minutes of the class. Snow sucks his digits coated with your arousal clean when no one else is looking and hands you the notebook filled with words you'll never read.