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hobicakess · 22 days

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ROYAL TREATMENT | KNJ

summary: Despite your arranged marriage you are coming to love Emperor Kim Namjoon and you surely do hope he's falling just as hard. Though in times like this you wished you never came to the Korean court, but Kim Namjoon sure does have a way with words and his coc-

rating: 18+ (I'm not your mother you're in control of what you consume)

pairings: Emperor!Kim Namjoon x Empress Reader

warnings: porn with a pretty plot , husband Namjoon, unedited, arranged marriage to lovers , period typical misogyny / ideals / themes , slight angst, minor violence , MC shakes the table , talks of having children, reader has a 'not like other girls moment' sorry , smug namjoon 'i want to eat his face' SMUT, Namjoon a emperor and a Dj? , clit pinching, fingering , nipple play, breeding kink no no no , very tame choking, big body tanned namjoon im seeing a pattern in all my namjoon fics.. love confessions, p in v, Namjoon loves his wife and MC loves her hubby 🫶🏼

authors note: Howdy hotties! this is my official apology for all the times i said i was going to update but i don't lol. this has actually been in my docs for a year… don't jump me pls have mercy!!! this is heavily inspired by Bridgerton and The great because i love a good hood jam!! anyway, hope you enjoy it and if you're new to my blog check out my other works xxx

Since you've come to the Korean court to marry Kim Namjoon, he has been nothing but a gentleman.

Taking his time to get to know you as a person never forcing you to do anything you didn't want to do. You rejoiced that he didn’t take you on your wedding night instead holding you until you fell asleep in his warm arms. In your months of getting to know Namjoon you were coming to love the emperor and you hoped that he was falling just as hard. Though as of right now in this moment you wished you'd never come to this court.

Never married, never taken the time to know and love the royal that is your husband.

The Ladies of the court made you want to disappear. They were gossiping geese who didn't even read, they didn't know anything actually, only thinking of the latest hats from France or Russia.

Aara was the leader of the flock and from what your handmaids had spilled– Aara and Namjoon used to have nightly affairs together before the two of you were married. You guess that's why she was so uppity and spiteful because she's bedded him, and you have yet too.

“When will you and the emperor have children?” Aara asked, raising her glass teacup up to her thin lips.

“I am not ready for children nor is he''

You and the emperor haven't even committed the act to conceive children, but she was the last person you'd tell this information to.

“When me and the emperor were intimate, he always said he'd put a baby in me. He's very vocal during lovemaking. That is too bad empress" all her geese cackle like witches while you sat in embarrassment.

Your jaw tightened, fingertips starting to shake as you blew out a loud breath attempting to calm yourself down. You didn’t want to act out due to the fact the court saw you as a cruel person all because you were a foreigner who looked nothing like any of the ladies in Korea. Apparently, half the court believed you were the spawn of Satan or a witch, some rumors spread that you weren't even of noble blood.

All they needed was one good excuse to try and have you dethroned as empress and executed, but you couldn’t just allow her to walk all over you and talk to you in any kind of way anymore. You were still her superior. Standing from your chair everyone except Aara followed.

Smoothing out your dress, you wait for her to move. Mockingly she looked around before she stood. “Oh, please forgive me for your grace. I did not notice you-"

The loud sound of the back of your hand making contact with her face echoed throughout the room. The music stopped playing and everyone went completely still and silent. Her geese tried to help her off the ground, but you raised a hand halting them to stop.

“Aara. Ever since I stepped foot in this palace you have treated me with the utmost disrespect. I have spared you multiple times from my wrath because I am the empress and it’s simply not lady like” watching in satisfaction as her face reddens.

“I do not care about your past relations with my emperor because at the end of the day. You were his whore, and I am his wife.”

“I will bring him success; you will bring him disgrace and illegitimate bastards who will never run this country. Disrespect me again and you will be thrown into the slums and forced to work in the fields” Nodding at the ladies you walked out double doors with a newfound confidence.

A Few Days Later

“SHE'S SAID WHAT?” you court maids' wince at the sound of your voice bouncing off the walls of your bathing room.

“Please do not be an angry empress.” Se-eun tried to reason by lightly pushing your shoulders back down into the milky lukewarm water.

“It is only a silly rumor.” Ye-Eun reassured you with a smile.

You settle your back onto the stone behind allowing Sumin to softly brush through your thick coils. While Yoon, Isa, and Si-Eun looked for fragrances to add to the water. The girls have been your only friends since you’ve stepped foot into the castle. Sighing you let yourself relax just a little bit “What if the emperor hears of this? Surely, he’s heard that I striked her only days ago”

“Yes, I’ve heard.” your emperor's deep voice echoed throughout the bath hall. Your Handmaid's scramble to bow but he simply raised his hand towards them “You’re dismissed.”

The girls bow toward you rushing off, now it was just you and your husband alone, and you were naked, but he couldn’t see your body through the creamy water. He walked towards you slowly moving into the spot behind you.

“I apologize for interrupting your bathing time, but I have been busy, and this seems to be the only place we can be left alone.”

“Of course, I understand my lord” you hum when you feel him brush through your hair. “I was gone from the palace for only six days' and yet you've already caused trouble.” He snorted, placing the brush down to lean on the tub's cold stone railing. “May I come in with you?”

You swallow hard, breathing heavily, nodding your head. You watched him wide eyed stand to his feet and start to unbutton his dress shirt showing off his golden chest, thick and toned. When he began to remove his pants you turned your head away placing your hands to your bare chest feeling your heart beating rapidly.

He stepped in leaning on the other side of the wall, “I've heard of you striking Aara, the whole noble country has” you sigh, sinking deeper in the water.

“You did well holding your own. I know she can be a.. nuisance.” he blew out a breath, thick arms stretching out to lean back on the marble.

“Because you used to fuck her no?” The emperor sputters, eyes widening at your word. “I have to get used to your vulgarness.”

You hummed feeling a creeping pettiness enter your body. "Just like I have to get used to your whores."

He stared at you with a playful glint in his eyes, "Are you jealous wife?"

You huff standing angrily, water dripping off your naked body, biting his lip tight, the pit of his stomach twisting in arousal as he stared at every curve and dip of your body. “I am not a commoner; I do not get jealous.”

He swallowed trying to find the right words but she they’re not leaving his lips. You continue on your angry rant as you leave the tub grabbing your own towel. “I came here all the way from ten buck two, married a man whom I have never met, and everyone has failed to inform me on how to deal with having a husband who likes to share his seed with women who will never-”

You squeaked as a strong arm wrapped around your body. Your bare back was pressed onto a wet chest and the warmth of his breath on your neck gave you goosebumps as you shiver. “Let… me go Namjoon.”

He hummed as his hand roamed your stomach embarrassedly kneading the doughy flesh. “You won't even let me say how proud I am? My empress, my wife who speaks her mind and lets her power over her subjects be known.”

You felt hot all over as his other hand softly wrapped around your neck then trails lower and lower to your center. “I wish I was there to see it” he pressed himself into your back and you felt it.

He was thick , and hot against your back as he groaned. “Tell me to stop and I will .. tell me please.” In front of you both there was a large mirror where you two stared at each other. He took your silence as a go to continue his touches on your body. He turned your head to him, pressing his lips to yours.

Roughly the two of you kisses tongues dancing over one anothers as his hands groped your breast, and nipples. When you both felt dizzy you part with a string of spit as you both panted. He smiled lazily brown eyes hazy as he partied your sticky thighs with his large hand. Finger swiping the essence that drips from your core.

“You squeal embarrassed, closing your eyes as he runs his finger effortlessly through your slippery folds, then taunting your clit. He effortlessly slipped his thick cock in between your folds, his hand gripping your hips tightly as he held your jaw in his other hand. He thrusts his hips into your pelvis smacking against your ass, your wetness coating his cock while he wildly fucked your thighs.

“Do you know how tempting you are?” He grunts in your ear while you gasp and wither under his touch. “I must hold myself back every night from pinning you down and fucking you worth an inch of your life.”

Your stomach began to twist from the pressure of his thumb stroking your clit in rough circles, “Joon-”

“There you go cum for me” You gasp, thighs quivering, feeling your knees wobble but he holds you up, thrusting quicker between your thighs. you fall apart in his hold shivering and gushing over him.

He pulls his cock from between your thighs hand wrapped around himself as he uses your essence to jerk his red and leaking tip. He cums with a deep groan, white ropes landing onto your ass. Namjoon's head falls onto your shoulder breathing you in.

“Lets clean up, hm?”

nodding weakly you allow him to bring you back into the now cool water of your bath. He cleans you without a peep only letting out soft deep rumbles

When the cleaning is done, he brings you to your shared bedroom that is connected to the bathing room laying you softly onto the soft fabric of your bed. You watch him busy himself grabbing the oils, and lotions you always applied after bathing. His hands started from your left foot rubbing you lovingly. The aching between your legs starts again, too aware of how close his hands were to your cunt as he makes his way use to the crease of your thighs. “I do not fornicate with. . . horses.”

Wow what a way to set the mood.

Namjoon chokes on his spit, a deep laugher bubbling from the depths of his chest.

#bts x black reader #bts x reader #jungkook x reader #yoongi x reader #namjoon x reader #kim namjoon x reader #namjoon fanfic #namjoon smut

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bl-bam-beyond · 2 years

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PLUS...ACTOR PROFILES #4

Name: LEE MIN-HO

Nickname/aka: N/A

Birthdate: June 22, 1987 [CANCER]

Nationality: SOUTH KOREAN

Born: Seoul, South Korea

Career: Actor ▪︎ Singer ▪︎ Model ▪︎ Creative Director ▪︎ Businessman

Notable Roles: (in films/movies)

Jung Ha-Yeon (2008) Film PUBLIC ENEMY RETURNS

Oh Sang-Hoon (2008) Film OUR SCHOOL'S E.T.

Kim Jong-Dae (2015) Film GANGNAM BLUES

Yi San (2016) Film BOUNTY HUNTERS

Park Du-Hyun (Main Role) 2006 Series SECRET CAMPUS

Cha Gong-Chan (Main Role) 2007 Series MACKEREL RUN

Min Wook-Gi (Main Role) 2008 Series GET UP

Gu Jun-Pyo (Main Role) 2009 Series BOYS OVER FLOWERS

Jeon Jin-Ho (Main Role) 2010 Series PERSONAL TASTE

Lee Yoon-Sung (Main Role) 2011 Series CITY HUNTER

Choi Young (Main Role) 2012 Series FAITH

Kim Tan (Main Role) 2013 Series THE HEIRS

Kim Dam Ryeong/Heo Joon-Jae 2016 Series THE LEGEND OF THE BLUE SEA

Emperor Lee Gon 2020 Series THE KING: ETERNAL MONARCH

Koh Hansu 2022 Series PACHINKO

Gong Ryong 2023 (UPCOMING) ASK THE STARS

Supporting Roles:

Lee Jin Ho (2004-2005) Series SHARP

Heo Mo-Se (2007) Series I AM SAM

Guest Roles or Less

Student (2002) Series ROMANCE (Bit Part)

MC Mong (2005) Series NONSTOP (1 Episode)

Waiter (2005) Series RECIPE OF LOVE (Minor Role)

Background: Lee Min-Ho is a very popular actor all over the world. His big break coming with the role of Gu Jun-Pyo in South Korean Remake of Popular Drama BOYS OVER FLOWERS where he played the lead role. With many more popular roles such as Kim Tan on THE HEIRS. Most Recently doing a role (which he had to audition for) in Apple TV's PACHINKO.

He was also the first Korean celebrity to have a wax figure at the famous Madame Tussauds.

He launched a YouTube Channel (leeminhofilm) where he served as executive producer & creative director.

In 2006 Lee Min-Ho was in a serious car accident with a fellow actor and two other friends. The two actors survived but sustained serious injuries (they were in the backseat) their two friends in the front seat died on the spot. Lee Min-Ho was comatose for a month and spent several months bedridden.

#GIFS by ME #ACTOR PROFILES 4 #SOUTH KOREAN #GU JUN-PYO [BOYS OVER FLOWERS]#KIM TAN [THE HEIRS]#PACHINKO

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slimeydeath · 8 months

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#My pc #IBM #windows me (korean)#os-tan #me-tan #retro #retro pc

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jealousmartini · 1 month

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"Haven't you ever seen skin like mine?" A vault

Skin clarity + glow | Skin tone | skin clarity

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⋆.˚ Skin clarity .𖥔˚

My skin is just so clear and beautiful, I can't help staring and feeling it. I am just in awe at how wonderfully blessed I am to be born with such perfect ideal skin. It is so gorgeously smooth, and while its firmness keeps me looking young and perfect, it is still supple and has a slight bounce to the touch.

I mean my skin is so perfect some friends ask me what brand of skin care I use to get my skin so even and glowing like it does, but truth be told.. genetics and positive assumptions about myself I guess😭?? I've never had any reason to use skin products because my skin has always been naturally flawless, and ive never had any reason to doubt myself because literally look at me- i am the proof. That's just my nature. But every now and then, I'll get gifted high-quality skin korean care sets and expensive most wanted skin moisturisers with the most delicious and entising scents by my mum "just in case" but also because the process is fun😋

It's also so fun being able to eat whatever I want without ever having to worry about my skin because nothing could ever affect its perfectness. I just eat what I want, and the after-effects are like a couple of crumbs on my lips and still looking pretty😭

But some people do be jealous tho🙄. "There is no way she can eat what she likes and still look that good" one says and "what about the acne? Has she even gotten a spot once?" another says. And it's even better when I post pictures or videos cus haters really be out here doing there best to convince themselves and everyone around them (like the clowns they are) that skin is impossible to look that perfect and it HAS to be makeup or it HAS to be a filter or she MUST have gotten some surgery of a kind and they all couldn't be more wrong lmao. I just be existing and nothing else and i am just that naturally radiant😂

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⋆.˚ Skin colour.𖥔˚

I've had people pointing out how dewy and golden like my skin is like all my life and I never even thought about it until now. Well, I kind of always knew that I have the most gorgeous, jaw dropping skin colour that ranged between a deep caramel tan in the light and like a golden brown in the dark; I've even been accused of bleaching my skin to get a lighter tone once but how would that even make any sense when my tone changes slightly due to lighting?😭😭 But anyway other than that one person I've been getting remarkable amounts of compliments both in person and on social media about how glorious my skin colour looks. It's kind of overwhelming but ive been fighting though it.

skin colour in the dark | skin colour in bright lightings

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1 dimple is ♡shaped | I sweat= I shimmer | cutest mole marks

⋆.˚ Unique features.𖥔˚

— Glittery skin when I sweat

I have a rare phenomenon that only 0.0001 in the entire human population have, with my skin where if I am to sweat, my skin will have a light glittery coat. Scientists have recently come to find out that the glittery coat left behind by the sweat is a natural skin protecting barrier. This is incredibly useful for preventing skin problems like rashes, strawberry skin, and uneven skin texture. Scientists have not found a name for this yet (im scientists and don't know what to call it)

— ♡Shaped Dimple

Another rare phenomenon for people to get is dimples. Only 0.01 of the entire human population have dimples, and an even smaller number of people (me) have a heart-shaped dimple. There is nothing scientific about this tho, it's just fun to look at

— Beauty marks / moles

I have a couple of cute beauty marks on my body and face. Also somewhat rare, somewhat not lol. Nothing more to add😊

@theshifterbear @livingmydreamlife5555 @4ellieluv

This was lowkey entertaining to script especially the unique features one too. ONTO THE NEXT!

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orderforbrian · 2 years

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ouuugghhh this comic is OLD but it's still one of my favorites 💖 i made rough blocks when the liveshow came out because jon and martin's meet cute/ugly is SO in character and so wonderfully funny

[Start ID: A two page comic of Jon and Elias from the Magnus Archives with Martin as a side character. Jon is a Persian man with short, dark curly hair and rectangular glasses. There are streaks of grey in his hair and eyebrows. He is wearing a green jacket with a grey sweatervest, white dress shirt, and green tie. Elias is a tan white man with slicked back brown hair, there are streaks of grey in his hair. He is wearing an expensive looking blue suit jacket, vest, dress shirt, and tie. He is also wearing long gold earrings in the shape of a closed eye. Martin is a mixed Polish/Korean man with dark wavy hair and glasses, and a beauty mark on his left chin.

1st panel: Jon slams open the door to Elias' office, looking the picture of rage. He is gripping a piece of paper angrily in one hand. A thought bubble shows a meme image of Spongebob choking Mr. Krabs from the series Spongebob. Elias appears unfazed by the interruption and greets Jon, "Oh! Hello, Archivist. I was wondering when you would finally catch me at my desk, haha."

2nd panel: Off panel, Elias asks "How was your first day?". Jon pushes up his glasses, gripping the paper even tighter and responds, "Undoubtedly horrendous".

3rd panel: Elias gives him an apologetic smile with his hands folded in front of his chest. He says, "Oh dear, that dreadful? Apologies you had to endure such unanticipated distress. What exactly happened to cause this reaction?". There is an arrow pointing to Elias that says "As if he didn't spend relish in every chaotic second".

4th panel: Jon begins to list things off, pointing to each finger as he does. Elias responds intermittently to these.

"Well, to start, the Archives is an ungodly mess. It's going to take ages before it gets sorted out. Why you didn't fire Gertrude is beyond me."

"Mm."

"None of the statements are compatible with modern technology so we've had to resort to using archaic tape recorders."

"Oh."

"And-"

"Oh, there's more."

5th panel: Jon tightens his fists in rage, gradually yelling, "I spent a large portion of my already stressful workday chasing after a bloody dog that your library transfer let loose into the Archives!"

6th: Jon begins to rant, shaking one hand back and forth in frustration. "Why is he there? What qualifications does he have? And absolutely what right? He's from Library, why do we need Library in the Archive staff, much more why him specifically? I requested Tim and Sasha who are far more competent than that - that bumbling idiot! Mr. Bouchard, I'd hate to overstep my boundaries but I really must say this was an unwise decision-". Elias cuts him off, a dialogue bubble with a simplified person smiling. "Oh dear - Archivist..."

1st panel: Elias gives Jon another apologetic smile. "I sent someone from Library because the Archives desperately needs someone skilled in cataloging. And, evidently, he has a Masters in parapsychology so give him time to prove himself a necessary addition to your assistant team."

2nd panel: Jon appears disgruntled and crosses his arms, grumbling, "Mmn. Well, he has quite a lot to prove after today...Apologies for doubting your decision, but if he continues to hinder our progress I will make my objections very clear." Elias says off panel, "I believe that's a fair compromise. Well, apologies again. As always, I'm open to feedback."

3rd panel: Elias continues off panel. "I'm a bit surprised though...". Jon looks up with wide eyes, a bead of sweat on his face. "Huh?". Elias continues, "You didn't find him the least bit charming? I thought he was rather amused the day of his interview, haha."

4th panel: Jon pushes up his glasses, attempting to hide a blush, and says, "A-as of my current opinion, no. I did not find his ineptitude charming if you'd kindly, Mr. Bouchard."

5th panel: Elias says off panel with a simplified smiling face, "Well, I do hope you all get along soon enough...". Jon presses the paper in his hand to his chin, looking off to the side. He appears disgruntled and is blushing too. Thought bubbles of Martin surround him. One is Martin appearing flustered, his eyes appearing as swirls within his glasses. Another is Martin hovering over Jon, asking if he is okay. Another is Martin looking up with a hand to his chin, stating "I mean...yeah, probably!". The last is Martin holding his glasses and giving a flustered smile, saying "Haha, s-sorry!". Jon thinks to himself, "Hrmm...He might be cute, but he's a complete airhead! Ugh. Hopefully today was just a singular incident."

End ID.]

#tma #the magnus archives #jmart #jonmartin #jonathan sims #martin blackwood #tma fanart #literally obssessed with their first meeting like martin really was like this handsome prick is gonna fire me #and jon is like this cute idiot is gonna ruin my career #order up! art tag #comics are all fun and game until you have to write the image id lawl

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tarotwithlove · 9 months

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PAC 🩰ೕ what career would best suit you?

reminder that this is a general reading and messages found here may not apply to everyone. take what resonates, leave what doesn't, and don't force anything if it does not fit.

BOOK A READING WITH ME · LINKTREE · SUGGEST A PAC TOPIC · TIPS ♡ tips and feedback are highly appreciated!

GROUP ONE

cards · queen of pentacles, high priestess, judgement (reversed), king of pentacles (reversed), knight of wands, eight of swords.

channelled songs · all i got by baekhyun. itty bitty piggy by nicki minaj. flicker by enhypen.

hey there group one ♡ the career that would best suit you is one where you are reliant on yourself more than on anyone else. your financial and professional success is best in your hands, as you are the only person you should trust with the financial and professional success you have in mind. thus, regardless of specific avenues, self-employment and entrepreneurial careers would best suit you.

you may have already spent some time gaining business experience, and now it’s time to use that experience and the connections you have built in the workplace for your own good.

some of you may have a business or marketing degree. if not this is your sign to study business and/or marketing so that you have the knowledge needed to progress as far forward as possible. your degree will be the foot in the door, giving you access to a workplace and connections before you are ready to branch out on your own.

working for yourself is scary. it is a big leap of faith to take. but if you have the desire in your heart to do so, do not let your doubts or the doubts of other people stop you. you may stumble and you may have to start over time and again and you may wonder if you have chosen the wrong path, but know that you have not. know that you will rise again and again and you will succeed. don’t let failure control you. the more you push yourself, the more you will see the success that you dream of.

GROUP TWO

cards · page of wands, four of pentacles, eight of swords, nine of wands, justice (reversed), six of cups (reversed).

channelled songs · circles by mariah carey. du du du by tan. regular - korean version by nct 127.

hey there group two ♡ there are two distinct types of careers that would best suit you, though they are similar in nature. the career that would best suit you is one where you are helping other people plan for the future. you are personable and easy to get along with, which, when backed by knowledge and experience, makes people feel at ease. you make the people who come to you feel as if things will go smoothly just because they are in your hands.

for some of you, this will look like going into accounting, investment coaching, or insurance. something financial. this career should be one where you help other people build up their savings. for some, you should choose a career where you are specifically helping people plan for retirement. where the latter is concerned, this could also look like working in a retirement home and eventually becoming the head of your own retirement home or retirement village.

for others in the group, the way you help people plan for the future is as either a teacher or someone in the education sector or as a travel agent or someone in the travel and hospitality industry. with the latter, you can help people plan where to go and when, what places would best suit their interests, and how to best experience a place they are visiting - just as some examples. two careers that specifically come to mind are that of a concierge or a travel writer!

GROUP THREE

cards · seven of pentacles, ten of pentacles (reversed), the devil, four of cups, four of wands (reversed), page of wands.

channelled songs · wu ji - xiao zhan solo version by xiao zhan. my tragedy by taeyeon. cement by nicole dollanganger.

hey there group three ♡ the career that would best suit you is one where you are in the public eye - either as an actor, musician, model, influencer, or the face of a brand. this will not be for everyone, of course, as this career will take a lot out of you emotionally and physically. with you at times feeling as if you sold your soul and your chances of a normal life for the sake of fame.

this career is one that is incredibly focused on appearances and making sure things appear a certain, well-polished way. you will constantly have to work hard to ensure your body looks a particular way and that you come across as successful as everyone expects you to be - wearing designer clothes, driving luxury cars, always having your hair and makeup done to the tee.

in this career, you are the product as much as you are a person, and so you have to make sure that you are faithful to your brand at all times. while some may be crushed under this pressure - especially as you will be putting in a lot of work for very little money or satisfaction, at least in the beginning - you will likely only rise.

alternatively, for some, this career could also be as a doctor. again, a doctor who adapts to the reality tv and social media age and gains a level of fame, like dr miami or dr pimple popper, for example. or as a writer who gives up writing what they want to write in order to write what will get them the most fame or success.

in either case, your career and professional success takes precedent. which may mean you have to sacrifice love and time with family.

GROUP FOUR

cards · the lovers, seven of pentacles, queen of pentacles, eight of cups, death (reversed), four of pentacles.

channelled songs · sugarcoated love by rimon. when he’s done by tei shi. remember forever by red velvet.

hey there group four ♡ there are two distinct career paths for this group. for some of you, the career that would best suit you is one where marriage and relationships is the main focus. of course, this is quite broad and varies from person to person, but you are someone who is best suited to help others reach their full potential where love is concerned. you may become a marriage counsellor, a couples’ therapist, or a lingerie/sex toy designer or salesperson.

for others of you, this could be self love. you hold a mirror up to people and help them see the beauty in themselves - in the way that a self-help guru, personal trainer, or fashion designer might. you uplift people and make them feel as if life is a little more beautiful today than it was yesterday.

right now, i’m thinking of takashi miike saying that he likes to give even minor characters some extended scenes so that all actors get at least some time to shine. so that those actors, even though they may not be big movie stars, can feel accomplished and proud of the work they’ve done.

in whichever case, it is your passion for others to see their own light and star power that propels you forward. whether you are the director who makes sure every actor gets important screentime or the lingerie salesperson who makes sure everyone walks out of your store with lingerie they feel confident in. whatever career path you choose, as long as you keep this mindset, you will not fail.

#**#tarot #pac #pick a card #pick a pile #pick a picture #pick a photo #pick an image #tarotonline #tarotblr #tarotcommunity #free tarot reading #tarot readings #tarot reading #channelled message #channeled message #spiritualism #spirituality #career reading

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yamishika · 4 months

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have any other ethnicity headcanons for fairy tail characters?

Fairy Tail Characters Ethnicity HCs

I don’t have as much extensive proof as I do for my Erik headcanons post but I will explain my thoughts for why I think certain ethnicities.

Natsu Dragneel : Japanese + Greek? (Because of the clothing style in his past flashback with his biological family)

Erza Scarlet : British + ? - I say British because she reminds me of Lara Croft who in her older days had reddish hair, also English history is big on knights, which Erza is. The other half I can’t tell as I don’t actually know what to think of her father Rung as. He seems like a POC though. (Maybe Mexican?)

Lucy Heartfilia : British / American - Because Lucy’s heritage as a noble it reminds me more of English nobility, but then her characteristics remind me more of american for some reason (it doesn’t help that Lucy looks a lot like Ashley Graham from the original RE4 and she’s American so I am kind of biased there)

Gray Fullbuster : Canada or Serbia (I think that’s mainly because I am making the link of cold countries though). Also if with Serbian I can see Ultear and him coming from similar places)

Gajeel Redfox : Native American (His hair and features remind me of Native Americans and I don’t know he kind of reminds me and looks like of Ratohnhake:ton / Connor from AC3) Juvia Lockser : Spanish + Russian (Spanish as the name Juvia is Spanish origin and Russian since the ushanka she wears and her clothing style in general)

Jellal Fernandes : Mixed ethnic - Mixed Arab (mainly Levantine Arab) + Brazilian, but then in my HCs he’s also part Desi too since the name Jellal is most prominent in India (And I want Erik to have a desi bro in CS). And the Arab/South asian idea came from him wearing Kohl/Surma in S1 in the anime.

Ultear Milkovich : Serbian with mixed Central Asian or Kazakh (Again cold countries but since Ultear looks Eurasian but with dark features these countries came to mind. Serbia because apparently the name Milkovich is Serbian origin)

Macbeth/Midnight : English w/Scottish + Irish + Japanese - English/Scottish/Irish is a given since his name ‘Macbeth’ but since his aesthetic is alike to Visual Kei, I see Japanese influence. But I don’t know, I just can see Macbeth with a british accent, maybe that’s just me.

Sorano Aguria : French and Korean/Japanese (I don’t know why I have the French, it just fits me when discussing with my friend @acutemushroom. Korean/Japanese because despite having a Japanese name (her and Yukino) due to her features she gave me kind of Korean vibes for some reason)

Sawyer : English (I can’t explain other than the name. But I thought of Romanian too for some reason, so English + Romanian?)

Richard Buchanan : South African + Scottish? (My only thought for this was because Buchanan I knew it as a last name big in South Africa, and Scottish is probably because of the red hair and ruddy complexion that I know scottish people can have)

Meredy : Irish (I don’t know why, it was hard to think of anything for her)

Kinana : Desi (Since the name Kinana is an urdu name apparently - So Pakistani)

Cana Alberona : Irish + Italian (Guildarts gave me tanned Irish vibes for some reason and Alberona is I believe an Italian name)

Minerva Orland : Chinese + Latina (She wears a Cheongsam and her hair reminds me of Chinese culture but then I see Latina too) BUT, maybe she has Egyptian too and Italian since Minerva (Italian/Latin) but the blue eyeliner/eyeshadow she always has is alike to Malachite powder that was used by ancient egyptians

Laxus Dreyar : Ukrainian + Russian (He gives me eastern europe vibes and also his features) but also since he's Makarov’s grandson he’d have Russian in him

Makarov Dreyar : Russian - (I think his full name is of Russian origin but I can't be sure.) These are the HCs I have off the top of my head, hope this answers your question!

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tell me you love me in private | kth - chapter one

summary: another summer, another three months spent at your favourite place; your family's summer resort. expecting nothing but the usual summer activities, you are taken aback when a new visitor staying at the resort shakes up not just your summer, but potentially your whole life.

pairings: idol!taehyung x f!reader

warnings: smut, age gap (tae is 27, reader is 19), angst, fluff, tae and reader can't communicate well.

word count: 6.3k

the images flashing across your closed eyelids abruptly stopped as you awoke from your slumber, feeling the sharp sting from the sun in your eyes as you opened them. it was suki. you leaned back on your elbows, blocking the sun from your eyes as you looked down at her. she was barking at you, the sound barely audible through the music in your ears, but clearly enough to shake you out of your dreams.

sighing, you unplugged your headphones and took them out, pausing the music on your phone as you raised an eyebrow at the excited little pup at your feet. assuming she just wanted a buddy to play with you stood from the tanning bed and adjusted your bikini, only to be interrupted.

"y/n!" you turned your head to your mom, stood by the beautifully set dining table on the patio by the back entrance of the house. she was quite a distance away from your location - the garden - but you were still able to see the freshly squeezed orange juice and lemonade set out on the dining table, stored in shiny glass bottles. the table was otherwise set with a variety of delicious pastries and fruits; croissants, danishes, éclairs, peaches, cherries, apples - all plucked from the orchard not far away from your location. you ruffled suki's fur as your mom waved you over; "our new guest's just arrived! come and say hi."

you felt your heart beat a little faster. it wasn't like it was your first time having guests visit from foreign countries - after all that was kind of the point. you just weren't the best at meeting strangers. especially strangers you couldn't understand. hopefully this visitor was a little better at english than your last one - she seemed nice and all, but it had been hard to get to know her. not that you tried all that much, but at least you'd listened when your parents had conversations with her. she had only been here for a little while though, whereas this visitor was supposed to stay here for the entire summer.

the only thing you could really say you knew about this stranger so far was that he was from korea. and that he's a musician, or at least you thought that's what he was.

you made your way up the stairs from the garden to the patio, opening the backdoor your mom had just walked in from leading to the kitchen, no one anywhere to be found. your guess was that everyone was in the front yard already greeting the stranger, but you figured his first impression of you shouldn't be of you in your bikini. you tsk'ed at the front door, turning to run up the stairs and into your bedroom. you found a fresh set of clothes, or as fresh as they were when you'd last thrown them onto your bed; a basic white crop top with some boring denim shorts. not too crazy of a fashion choice, but you were in a hurry after all. and it's not like you were trying to impress anyone. you fixed the gold jewellery already resting on your collarbones and quickly ruffled out your hair before rushing down the stairs and out of the front door.

your mother and sister were the first to spot you, your dad too busy making conversation with the newcomer to notice your presence yet, although you thought you heard him say something about having practiced his korean.

your mom grabbed your chin and smoothed out the hair you'd just fixed. "mom!" you complained, trying to pull away but to no avail. she was deep in mom-mode, turning your face from one side to the other as she analysed it.

"honey, you're all sunburnt! did I not tell you to wear sunscreen?" she placed her hands on her hips, eyebrows furrowed in concern.

"mom, please! now's not the time." it was easy to brush her off given the fact that you were in the middle of greeting the new guest, but that didnt stop her from sending you a disapproving look before returning to the conversation. your sister sent you a look, poking a little fun at your mother's scolding, causing you to giggle a little. she giggled too, holding a hand over her mouth to try and stop herself from laughing too loudly.

you turned back to the ongoing conversation, only to find a pair of eyes staring right into yours. you felt your smile falter as you made eye contact with him. it was the first time you got to actually see his face, and wow. he was gorgeous. maybe you'd misplaced him for being a model and not a musician? because surely he was a model.

he held out his hand as he came closer to you, sending a bright smile your way. "hello, I'm taehyung. nice to meet you," he said in your language, taking you by surprise. it didn't sound very good with his broken accent and he probably only knew that one sentence, but you respected his attempt. you took his hand, warm against yours with the exception of the cool bracelet around his wrist that grazed you, and shook it as you broke eye contact multiple times. his eyes were irresistible, which was why it was so hard to keep your blood from rushing to your cheeks, hence your attempt to look anywhere but at him.

"hello," you responded, in english, just to make it easier for him. "I'm y/n, it's nice to meet you too." you let go of his hand as soon as was possible, trying your best to act like an actual human being and not a socially awkward fool. you stepped back, gathering your hands in front of you as your eyes met his once more before your dad yet again started up a conversation.

"well, why don't you follow me, taehyung, and let the kids take care of your luggage?" your dad suggested, waving taehyung to follow after him. taehyung nodded and they both made their way inside.

your sister huffed, pouting as she grabbed one of the large suitcases. "why do we always have to do the hard work?" she whined, but was quickly gone with the suitcase in hand. your mother turned to you as you picked up the other suitcase.

"don't forget to use aftersun, it's for your own good. and for the love of god, apply some goddamn sunscreen. the sun can be very dangerous." she made her way back inside as she finished her sentence.

"yes mother, I understand," you replied in a fake tired voice, smiling a little at her protectiveness. you attempted to lift the suitcase, but damn that thing was heavy.

"you'll thank me when you don't get skin cancer!" and then she was gone.

you sighed, taking a deep breath before lifting up the suitcase for a second time, hurriedly making your way inside with it. the stairs leading up to the bedrooms were your biggest enemy, slowly making your way up the steps while having to take little breaks. how did your sister make it look so easy?

and just as the thought entered your mind, there she was, squeezing past you with a wink. you rolled your eyes, looking her way until she was out of your view. she was probably already eating away at those delicious croissants with the others in the backyard. and after that hazy nap under the hot sun, your stomach was practically screaming to be filled with some delicious food.

your newly found motivation made you hurry a little more, and before you knew it, you found yourself in taehyung's bedroom, placing the suitcase at the end of his bed, next to where your sister had put the other one. you fanned your face as best as you could with your hand, catching your breath for a moment after having walked up the stairs with his heavy luggage. what had that man packed? bricks? it sure felt like it.

a knock on the already open door to the bedroom startled you out of your overheated daze, quickly turning around at the sound. you let out a sigh of relief, placing a hand over your heart. it was taehyung.

he held his hands up, a concerned look on his face. "sorry," he said, this time speaking in english.

you shook your head and waved him off even though your heart was still beating out of your chest. "it's okay."

he nodded, walking towards you. you swallowed a lump in your throat as he approached you, not knowing what to do with yourself, when he then turned and grabbed the suitcase you'd just carried up here.

you smiled shyly, feeling your blood rush to your face again. suddenly you were thankful that your skin was already tinted red from being sunburnt. he smiled back as he opened up his suitcase on the bed.

"I for-forgot something," he explained, shying away after his attempt at the foreign words. he chuckled slightly. "sorry. my english is not good."

he fished out a pair of black sunglasses and what looked like a leatherback notebook from his suitcase. he ran his fingers through his dark locks, tilting his head back as he did so. he was such a beautiful human being, you couldn't help but to look at him. a white dress shirt clung onto his tanned skin and a pair of black pants hung onto his hips with the use of a belt. how he even managed to wear pants in this heat and not die was a mystery to you, but you couldn't deny that they looked good on him. he was close enough that you could smell his suntan lotion - at least you assumed that was it since it smelled exactly like the one they sold at your local store. coconut scented.

he turned to you then. you realised how close you were to him suddenly and stumbled back. at first you thought he hadn't noticed the close proximity, but as he turned to leave the room, a small smirk revealed itself on his face.

"-and then all of the peaches fell from the tree, all onto little y/n's head," your father laughed, coming to the end of the third story he'd shared in the past twenty minutes. you rolled your eyes, taking a bite from the chocolate croissant in your hand. why would he tell such embarrassing stories about you to a stranger? and a handsome one at that. you sunk into your seat, wanting to disappear as he continued; "not that we had much chance to stop it from happening. after all, y/n was the one shaking the tree like crazy! it was like she was begging for it to happen." he put his hand over his belly as he laughed it off, taehyung sitting beside him joining in on the laughter. he seemed immersed in the story, but all you could hope was that he didn't understand much of it.

"cut y/n some slack, honey. you forgot to mention this happened years ago, when she was only nine," your mother added, placing a hand on your fathers arm.

"oh, calm down, would ya? I'm just having some fun with our new guest. besides, it's not like it would be unlikely to happen even now. she's still my crazy little girl." your dad sent you a wholehearted smile, before grabbing his pastry and taking a big bite out of it. your parted your lips, glancing next to him to see taehyung already staring at you. you wanted to crawl into a hole and die.

seeking an escape, you stood up, turning on your feet to leave. "I'm gonna go chill a bit by the pool with my trusty friend," you announced, holding up the book you'd grabbed from your bedroom before you came out here. forgetting that taehyung of course couldn't understand you, you considered translating for a split second, before deciding against it.

"please, y/n, don't stay out in the sun for too long. did you remember that sunscreen?"

you fished out the bottle of sunscreen you'd kept in your pocket and held it up for your mother to see in response without turning to see her reaction.

you placed your book on the sand-coloured tiles by the pool, kicking off your flip flops before applying the sunscreen to your skin. you made sure to cover every inch of your skin just for your mother's satisfaction, even though you struggled a bit when it came to covering your back.

you couldn't wait to get a dip in the pool. being out in the sun for only a couple of minutes was already killing you. you reached under your shirt, peeling it off your body and placing it on the stone bench built up against the ledge of the pool. your shorts followed right after. luckily you'd kept your bikini on, knowing you'd be taking off your clothes again later to enjoy the weather.

you sat down on the stone ledge, legs dipping into the pool. the water was already cooling you down even though it only reached up to your knees. you fetched your book from beside you, opening it up from where you left off. it was a book you'd read years ago, but you could barely even remember what it was about, so you figured you'd give it another read. all you could remember was that you'd really enjoyed reading it, but who knew. now that you were older, maybe you'd look at it differently.

you reached for your earbuds, plugging them into your ears and connecting the wire to your phone. you unpaused your music and let the playlist continue as it was. the soft breeze floated around in the air, blowing loose strands of hair into your face every once in a while. you found it a little annoying but it also made it easier to withstand the harsh sun. you sat there for a while, peacefully enjoying the atmosphere whilst letting your thoughts wander once in a while.

suddenly, you felt ice cold water roll down your back. letting out a shriek, you twisted your body away from the sensation. pulling out your earbuds, you were met with laughter from the predator behind you, and you twisted around to confront the felon.

"tobi!" you seethed, placing your book beside you as your bubble of peace had officially been popped. tobi continued laughing, clapping his hands together as he plopped down beside you. he swung a wet arm around your shoulders, pulling you to him in a playful manner.

"oh, I'm sorry, y/n! I honestly thought you'd enjoy a little cooling down." he grinned at you with a straight row of white teeth, his eyes shining with joy. you pushed him off of you, but couldn't help but smile along with him. he just had that effect on people. you were sure that he could get away with stabbing children if he just said he didn't mean to do it. not that he'd ever do such a thing.

you'd met tobi last year, when his family was staying over at the resort. his dad and yours had become good friends over the years, so as of last year he allowed them to stay at the resort whenever they wanted. you'd spent most of the summer with him - surfing on the beach, biking around town, swimming in the pool or tanning by it. there wasn't a single day where you didn't see each other. when you had to go back to school again, you honestly thought you wouldn't see him for a long time. that this was his excuse to finally be done with you, not that you would blame him for that. you had wondered all summer how you managed to be friends with him. but then you just settled with the fact that a guy like tobi could befriend just about anyone. besides, he didn't cut you off after that summer. he'd always text you and figure out which days you were free to hang out again, and so you continued spending time together. finally, you stopped feeling like he was only friends with you because of your dads, and appreciated that you'd made a friend like him.

"you're the worst," you said, but you both knew you didn't mean it.

he reached over and picked up the book you'd been reading. "'lolita'? isn't this book about, like, a pedophile?" he asked, brushing a thumb over the heart-shaped sunglasses on the cover.

you snatched the book out of his hands, drying off where his wet fingers had been. "it's much more than just that. if you actually read a book once in a while maybe you'd know."

he put a hand to his bare chest and tried looking as offended as possible. "I'd have you know that I do read! they've got to keep me busy in school somehow."

you rolled your eyes playfully and set your book next to you again. "did you come here just to poke fun at me?" you asked. not meaning for it to sound like you didn't want him here, you smiled at him.

he smiled back, blue-green eyes looking almost supernatural in the sun. "not everything's about you, missy." he poked you in the ribs jokingly, but the words still stung a little. "I came to greet the new visitor, of course! after all, I can't wait to be his personal tour guide to our beautiful hometown."

you splashed water at him, aiming for his golden locks but instead hitting his cheek. "I'm sure he's gonna love that." you said it in a sarcastic way, but really, you meant it. tobi was perfect for that kind of thing. still, you were a bit disappointed he hadn't come here just to see you.

he smirked for a second and said; "you better watch what you say. someday you'll piss off the wrong kind of people," before pushing you into the pool.

you went under with a splash, flailing to reach the surface. when you did, you were just about ready to murder him, but he'd already jumped in after you. you felt a pull at you ankle, and before you knew it, you were underwater again. you shoved at his chest under the water, but he simply just pulled you to him, pushing you both to the surface.

you gasped for air, pushing your wet hair out of your eyes. you heard him before you saw him, that laugh of his only making you more furious. you growled, flinging yourself at him only to be stopped from punching him when his hands grabbed ahold of your arms. you glared at him, but he just gave you a knowing smile.

he slowly let go of you, moving his hand up to brush a stray hair from your face, letting his thumb graze over your wet cheek as he did so. your face went slack, all traces of anger disappearing. what was happening?

his smile slowly went away, eyes dropping to your lips. suddenly, you noticed your close proximity, your hands resting on his chest. licking his lips, he leaned closer, but before he had the chance to do something he was surely gonna regret, you placed both of your hands on his head and pushed him under the surface.

you laughed as you made your escape towards the pool ledge, his angry protests following behind you. you lifted yourself out of the pool before he had the chance to catch you, water dripping from your body as you watched him lift himself out, too.

"I'm gonna get you back for that," he swore, pointing a daring finger at you. you giggled, grabbing a towel for him and then one for you, drying yourself off and wringing out your hair.

"I'd like to see you try," you teased. he whipped his head around like a dog, water from his hair splashing you before you had the chance to cover yourself.

"just you wait, y/n," he mumbled threateningly, but then smiled that charming smile of his and it was like that moment in the pool never happened.

"tobias? is that you?" you turned your head to see your mother waving the two of you over.

"hello mrs. y/l/n! you look young as ever." he kissed her cheek as you reached where she stood in the backyard. you looked behind her to see the dining table abandoned and cleared of what was once there. for a second you wondered where your new guest had gone, before focusing on the conversation again.

"oh, stop it. you, on the other hand! I almost didn't recognise you, you looked so grown." tobi shrugged her off, but stood a little taller after your mother's compliment. it was true - he'd gotten at least twice as big as he was last summer, packing on some muscle in all the right places. his change in appearance was obvious. “you arrived just in time!"

your mother fumbled around with a stack of papers on the table, lifting the pages and putting them aside until she found what she was looking for. impatiently, you crossed your arms and asked her; “just in time for what?”

she turned back to you, handing tobi the paper with a sweet smile. “tobi is gonna show our new guest around town. isn’t that right, tobi?”

tobi snatched the paper from her hand, folding it out to reveal its contents; a map. he bowed as if he’d just put on a lifetime of a performance and put on a smile that reached his eyes. “that’s right. I’ve waited my whole life for this.”

you rolled your eyes at his dramatics, grabbing a glass from the table and filling it with water, knowing that if you didn’t stay hydrated in weather like this you’d just about pass out.

your mother laughed. “y/n, why don’t you join them? I’m sure it’ll be fun.”

tobi turned to see your response, eyes practically begging for you to join them. you almost felt a little bad that you had to turn the offer down, but you just weren’t in the mood to bike around, sweaty and smelling like sunscreen. especially when you already felt worn out from the sunshine. besides, going with them meant having to chat with taehyung. not that you didn’t want to, you just knew it was for the best for him not to know how socially awkward you were. if he didn’t already think it after your not-so-meet-cute in his bedroom, he’d definitely think it if he spent more time with you. all you really wanted to do was take a nap.

“sorry, I’m just not up for it today.” you downed the rest of your water to try and distract yourself from seeing the disappointment on tobi’s face. “I think I’m gonna take a nap. but I’ll see you later,” you said, turning to go inside through the kitchen. you waved goodbye to tobi before making your departure.

when you entered the kitchen, your sister was by the sink doing the dishes. you placed your glass into the dishwasher, giving her a coy smile as you slipped out of the room before she could complain about you not helping out.

you jogged up the spiralled stairs, and the second you reached your bedroom you flopped onto your bed with a sigh. somehow your soft mattress and fluffy pillow always managed to make you realise how exhausted you'd been the second you lay down on your bed.

for a couple of minutes you found yourself regretting not going with tobi. not because he’d been sad you didn’t go, and not because it would’ve made him happy to be in your company. in fact, your regret had nothing to do with him. weirdest of all was that it was taehyung. it was him you were thinking of when you regretted your decision. him and that moment in his bedroom. but your regret only lasted for those few minutes, and before you could contemplate it, you were fast asleep.

when you woke up you were met with the sound of cicadas coming from outside. you knew then, that it must’ve been sometime in the late afternoon. you rolled over, stretching out your body before sitting up in your bed. the nap had definitely helped, but now you were dying for a glass of lemonade to quench your thirst.

you made your way down the staircase, entering the kitchen and searching the fridge for the freshly squeezed juice. still in a bit of a haze, you only noticed the laughter and chatter coming from the patio after you’d poured yourself a glass. looking over at the sink, you saw recently used pots and pans stacked on top of each other. the oven was still hot and the house smelled like rosemary.

you stepped out onto the patio where everyone else was already sitting. dinner was laid out on the dining table; fettuccine alfredo, minestrone soup and rosemary garlic foccacia bread along with black and green olives and marinated garlic on the side. you almost drooled at the sight.

"hey! saved you a seat." tobi smiled as he spotted you, waving you over. he pulled the chair out for you and you sat down with a small "thank you". he sat back down on his seat next to you and continued eating. your mother grabbed your plate and started piling food onto it while keeping the conversation going.

you glanced a look over at taehyung, expecting him to be fully indulged in the conversation with your mom and dad, but instead you found that he was already looking at you. it was not a warm gaze he held, rather a cold one that held no trace of emotion. you wondered what you’d done to piss him off, for him to be looking at you in such a cruel way. you looked away before he had the chance to make you feel worse, hoping he'd stop looking your way when you did.

instead, you chose to focus on your plate in front of you, thanking your mother for serving you your food. you silently began eating as you tried tuning in to the conversation. but it was impossible to focus. throughout dinner, you couldn't help but look in taehyung's direction, waiting to see if you'd meet his cold eyes once more. to see if he was still mad at you, for reasons you didn't even know. it was unfair. you started feeling angrier and angrier as he continued ignoring you for the rest of the night. what could you have possibly done to make him look at you that way? you thought back to earlier in the day, but you couldn’t recall acting rudely towards him.

you watched as he listened to your parents talk, laughing at their stupid jokes you'd heard about a thousand times whenever they'd told them to previous visitors. you wondered how much of it he understood. for a second, you thought you'd imagined how he'd looked at you. that you were reading too much into things. and maybe you were. or maybe you weren't. either way, all of your questions remained unanswered.

later, you and tobi biked to the ice cream parlour that was close by. you watched the sun go down as you sat on the grass under a blossoming olive tree, enjoying your gelatos. tobi had asked if you wanted a taste of his, feeding you a big scoop with his pink plastic spoon. you’d giggled when a string of melted ice cream dribbled down your chin, wiping it off before he had the chance to.

you had wanted to ask what happened when him and taehyung had rode through town on their bikes. what kinds of things they'd talked about. had tobi said something about you to make taehyung not like you? was that it? but you couldn’t imagine tobi would do such a thing. not that you’d know, because you never asked him how it went, and he never told you.

the next day, you decided it was the perfect morning for some alone time on the balcony. you had always been lucky that your room was one of the ones leading out to a balcony. one of your favourite things to do when waking up this early was sitting by the small round table and enjoy the silence that one couldn't find on any other time of the day.

but as you sat down at the table, ready to indulge in some sketching, your heart skipped a beat when you spotted taehyung across from you, on the balcony next to yours. you'd forgotten there was also one attached to his room, and then felt stupid for forgetting. he was standing by the railing, already looking at you when he puffed out smoke from the cigarette he was holding. you didn't know how long you just sat there staring - minutes? seconds? -, but in your defence, you weren't used to having a neighbour. not for a long time, anyway.

you remembered this one girl, who'd stayed here for only a week's time, and she'd always be out on that very balcony taehyung stood on, smoking, reading, talking on the phone. you couldn't recall her name or what country she'd been form, but she had seemed nice enough. at least that's what you'd gathered from your little chitchats out here.

you watched him suck on the bud of the cigarette, inhaling its deadly contents, before blowing out a cloud of smoke once again. and, to your surprise, he spoke to you. “good morning.”

"good morning." you were nervous. of course you were. after yesterday you just assumed he''d never want to talk to you, but here he was, talking to you like it was routine.

he eyed your pyjama set and then the sketchbook in front of you. he put out his cigarette in the glass ashtray placed on the table of his balcony. "you draw?"

it was a question, but the way he said it made it sound more like a statement. "not really. well, I-" you cut yourself off. you did draw, but it was kind of your little secret. a hobby of yours no one really knew about. sure, maybe someone'd caught you penning away on your sketchbook when you were sitting in the shade, but you'd never told anyone. you didn't want anyone to put their judgement onto your drawings and doodles, and it would kill you to have to feel like you had to be good at it. you knew you'd start feeling that way if people knew. "it's nothing."

he nodded, placing his hands in the pockets of his pants. those pants, the colour of the cappuccino you'd be enjoying in a few minutes. how were they not killing him in this heat? he wore an outfit similar to yesterday - the same style, but just slightly different. still adorning a dress shirt, but this time it was a creamy beige instead of plain white. his sunglasses hung from the v it formed down his chest.

it was silent for a little while. you didn't know what to say and you didn't know how much he would understand, so you settled for silence. you figured he was doing the same. but then he opened his mouth, as if to speak, but it wasn't his voice you heard, it was your sister's;

"y/n!" you snapped your head to where she stood in the doorway to your bedroom, already dressed for the day. you threw a small glance at taehyung before you went to her. what had he been about to say? the thought of not knowing killed you. "hey, I need you to do me a favour," she said, taking a seat on the foot of your bed. she seemed chirpy.

"what is it?" you asked, raising an eyebrow at her. you never knew what she was up to.

"well, you see, I was supposed to go with aunt cecilia and our cousins to pluck fruit from the fruit trees while they're still good enough to eat, but... you remember jeremiah? well, he asked me out today and I really, really want to go, sissy. you know how sweet he is!" your sister was giddy with joy, so much so she was twirling a finger around a free strand of hair, probably without being aware of her actions.

you tilted your head to the side, feeling more so confused than worried about this "favour" of hers. "and what does this have to do with me? surely aunt c. and the twins can manage a couple of fruit trees on their own for a day?"

she winced, dropping her carefree hand to her lap with a pout. "mom said they called today. they have the flu or something, so they're not gonna be able to make it. please help me out here? I really want to spend the day with jeremiah, and you're not busy, are you?" as she talked she thumbed at the fabric of her dress.

you sighed. "and you can't just pick the fruit trees on a different day?"

"we've already postponed it because we had to prepare for our visitor, - taehyung, was it? otherwise the fruit will go bad, and you know how mom feels about wasted food." she bit her lip, looking up at you with pleading eyes. "please? I'll even get you something from the market in town!"

"alright, alright. I'll do it," you complied, and she jumped up from her seat on your bed and threw her arms around you.

"thank you! thank you! you're the best." when she pulled away from you she was practically so ecstatic she was levitating, smile so big that it lit up her entire face. before you could respond, she was dashing out of the door, the last you saw of her being her dress flowing behind her.

you shook your head slightly but couldn't help but to smile at your sister's antics. but at her departure you remembered what you'd been doing before her arrival, mastering up the courage to go out on the balcony again to continue your short-lived chat with taehyung. but when you stepped out on the balcony, he was already gone.

when you walked out on the patio your mother was sitting by the dining table, having tea with some friends. you recognised them from the other times they'd visited and greeted them with a wave, walking over to them.

"good morning, honey. there's breakfast for you inside," your mother said, placing a gentle hand on the small of your back. you smiled, relieved that there was still some left for you. you'd gotten a little too carried away with drawing, you hadn't noticed it was close to noon already.

"thanks, mom. I'll be popping by the orchard instead of y/s/n sometime today, just so you know," you told her, grabbing an apple from the bowl of fruit placed on the table.

"oh, alright. will you be going alone?"

you bit into your apple, enjoying the juiciness of it. sweet, a little sour, but not too much. you nodded; "since aunt c. can't make it."

your mother furrowed her brows for a second, before smiling at you again, squinting her eyes from the sun.

you ate breakfast in the garden, entertaining yourself by people-watching. everyone staying at the resort, or acquaintances of the sort, was enjoying the nice weather, either lounging by the pool, swimming in it or finding comfort in the shade. suki was resting by your feet, and you fed her what you couldn't eat of your breakfast.

when you were leaving for the orchard, you made sure to pack a bag of essential things, just in case you wanted to go somewhere afterwards. on your way to get your bike you stumbled across martha, the person responsible for creating the delicious meals you ate at the resort. without a doubt the person who'd cooked your breakfast this morning.

"oh, hi martha! what are you doing out here?" you asked, placing your bag of things in the basket attached to your bike. you unlocked it and moved it away from the wall it had been parked against.

"hello, sweet y/n. I was just talking to the new visitor. he wanted to know how to get to the orchard so he could help out, the kind young man," she explained, clasping her hands together. you looked around, but there was no trace of the man she was talking about.

"you mean taehyung? how did he know to go there?" you didn't know what shocked you more - the fact that he knew help was needed there, or that this meant you were going to be spending the day there with him, picking fruit from trees. it made you feel all sorts of things - dread, excitement. you tried forcing your emotions down. you had to remain calm, otherwise you knew you'd just end up embarrassing yourself.

"I don't know - he did not tell me," she shrugged, pushing your hair out of your face as you mounted your bike.

"oh, okay then." you smiled at her and waved goodbye, kicking off the gravelled path with the help of your foot. you took your time getting there, biking slowly so as to not sweat like a pig upon your arrival.

you wondered why, even if taehyung knew that there was a lack of help at the orchard, he would go there by free will. was he really just so kind as to spend his precious vacation helping out at a resort he was paying to stay at? you thought back to the way he'd looked at you yesterday. you wondered what it had all meant, seeing as there was no sign of hostility from him on the balcony this morning. and then you wondered why you kept wondering about him.

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deal - j.wy

pairing: wooyoung x black!fem!reader

genre: smut, fluff, a little comedy, non-idol!au

word count: 3.3k

content warnings: established relationship, reader has a lot of dirty thoughts (it’s bad for her), pet names, mention of exhibitionism, mention of cockwarming, some thigh riding, unprotected sex (don’t), wall sex, clothed sex, choking (fem receiving), marking (fem receiving), creampie

synopsis: no nut november is hard, even when you think you can handle it.

playlist: touch my body - mariah carey

author’s note: let’s pretend i posted this on nov 30th and not dec 1st :). this one is fun! hope you enjoy 🥰

it all started on halloween, when you came home from mingi’s halloween party and you were ridding yourself of your halloween costume, wooyoung came up behind you and began planting kisses on the expanse on your neck.

“what are you doing?” you asked him as you removed your makeup.

“what does it look like i’m doing? i’m trying to fuck you.” he said in a “duh” tone. you rolled your eyes and turned around so you were looking at him. he looked so good you couldn’t lie, his cherry red hair and his tan skin but you were tired.

“we had sex this morning and yesterday and the day before that and the day before that and the day—

wooyoung cut you off because he knew you and he knew you would keep going if he didn’t, “i get it. but baby… you just feel so good wrapped around me and your moans are so pretty. can you blame me for wanting to be inside of you everyday?”

“you are so fucking horny. get a fleshlight and leave me alone.” you said turning back around to finish taking off your makeup.

wooyoung would never force you to have sex if you didn’t want to so he left you alone.

now in bed laying next to your boyfriend an idea popped in your head. you turned on your side to face him and tapped his shoulder. he took his airpod out and turned to you as well.

“november’s next month.” you said

“yeah? so?”

“well i was thinking, we should participate in no nut november.” even in the low light of your bedroom you could see the way his eyes almost bulged out of his head.

“you’re trying to deprive me of sex during my birthday month?!” he asked, a little too loud for it to be 1am, but you understood his shock. “you are an evil, evil little girl.”

“i just wanna see how long we can go before one of us gives in. whoever loses has to buy the other person whatever they want.” you explained and he sucked his teeth at you before mumbling a few curse words in korean.

“you know what? deal.” he held his hand out between your bodies to shake.

“deal.” you took his hand to shake.

day one.

today was easy, you were both satiated with all the sex you had the week prior. although it was weird, wooyoung not touching your butt when he walked by. or planting kisses on your neck at random times. or caressing your thighs when you were both engaged in a mundane activity. or not trying to fuck you to sleep. but also it was nice. you found other ways to be intimate that didn’t involve sex. like cooking together. or watching a movie without it ending up with both of you on your living room floor sweaty and out of breath. or dancing around that same living room to both of your favorite songs.

“no sex is kind of easy.” he said that night as you climbed into bed.

“told you.” you pecked his lips. “goodnight honey.”

day four.

you could admit, it was getting harder. yes you were only four days in but with wooyoung you barely went twelve hours without him inside of you. in an attempt to relax yourself and to quell your sexual urges, you decided you’d get out of the house to run some errands. you ended up at the mall because you’d remembered hongjoong’s birthday party was soon and you hadn’t bought an outfit for the occasion. you wandered around the mall for a few hours, forgetting all about the stupid bet you’d made. that was until you found your dress: black, his favorite color, and left little to the imagination. you bought the dress and walked out of the store with a smile on your face and evil thoughts.

“he’s gonna love this.” you said to yourself

day seven.

it’s been a week. a whole fucking week without him bending you over the nearest surface and fucking you until you were cumming all over him. a whole week without him buried between your legs. a whole week without his dick. you were losing it. wooyoung seemed to be keeping it together, keeping the touches he gave you short, sweet, and innocent. pecking your lips instead of sticking his tongue in your mouth when you kiss. hugging you without trailing his hands down your back to squeeze your butt. cuddling without pressing himself against you. once again, you were fucking losing it. but you couldn’t give in and let him win. you had to make him give in first.

hongjoong’s party was tonight. you’d wondered if your idea would work. would he really give in to your seduction or would he resist? your mind was everywhere while you got ready for the party. you did your makeup the way your man liked it, dark and sultry. your hair was in a sleek low bun. you slipped on your dress next and then admired your appearance in the mirror. if this doesn’t make him give in i’m fucked, you thought to yourself.

“hongjoong is gonna kill us if we’re late.” wooyoung said coming into the room checking the time on his expensive silver watch. he was dressed in all black too, typical. a black button up that was rolled up to his elbows, black slacks, and black chelsea boots. he completed the look with a silver chain that hung around his neck and all you could think about is the chain swinging in front of your face while—

“new dress?” wooyoung asked you, pulling you from your dirty thoughts about him. he was trying, and failing, to look at your face and not your body. maybe this would work, you decided.

“you like?” you asked him. you did a spin for him so he could see every part of you. facing him again you gave him an innocent smile, pretending like you didn’t know the effect you had on the poor man. you knew he couldn’t resist you, you didn’t know why you even doubted it for a second.

“i love it. you look beautiful.” he complimented you with a half smile. you wondered if his thoughts were plagued with dirty scenarios the same way yours were. you hoped they were. you hoped you weren’t the only one with these perverted ideas.

“i bought it for you…” you trailed walking over to him. you wrapped your arms delicately around his neck, “…i know black’s your favorite color.” wooyoung only nodded. you hadn’t been close to each other like this in a week. being this close meant sex would follow. you both knew that. you could smell his cologne with your proximity and fuck he smelled so good. just his smell alone was enough for you to flood your panties. it was embarrassing.

wooyoung cleared his throat, pulling away from you before either of you could break the bet you’d made. “we have to go.”

you frowned at the rejection but you couldn’t be mad at him, he’s just trying to win. you couldn’t take it anymore.

“okay. let me grab my shoes and purse.”

he nodded once more leaving the tension heavy room. as his footsteps descended down the stairs you groaned to yourself, plopping down on the bed to slip on your shoes. this was all your fault. now your boyfriend won’t touch you, you scolded yourself.

the car ride to the party was quiet at first. all that could be heard was the steady hum of the engine and the sound of other cars passing by. wooyoung’s grip on the steering wheel was tight and his eyes never left the road in front of him. usually when you played the passenger princess role, he’d have his hand resting on your thigh squeezing or rubbing it from time to time.

“can i turn on some music?” you asked him

“sure.”

you reached to turn on the radio, letting whatever generic pop song that played flow through the speakers. you hoped the song was loud enough to mask the sound of your erratic heartbeat. the sexual tension was so stifling it was almost uncomfortable. maybe wooyoung was struggling with this whole no sex thing the same way you were. maybe he’s just better at controlling himself than you are. maybe you’re the too horny one who needs to invest in a toy. your mind was reeling, thoughts of wooyoung pulling over the car and fucking you in the backseat or letting you ride him in the drivers seat or better yet pulling you into the bathroom at hongjoong’s party and fucking you there, were playing in your mind. your wound up mind hadn’t processed that you made it to the destination until wooyoung tapped your shoulder.

“you okay?” he asked you. were you that fucking out of it?

“yeah.” you replied with a nod of your head.

wooyoung helped you out of the car and you walked hand in hand into the party. seonghwa greeted you both with smiles.

“you made it! thought you guys would be too busy having sex.” seonghwa joked with you both and you wanted the earth to open up and swallow you whole. you and wooyoung looked at each other wordlessly trying to decide what to say to the white haired man. it was no secret to anyone that you and your boyfriend barely went a day without sex, you just wondered why today of all days did seonghwa have to make that stupid ass joke.

“shut up.” is all wooyoung muttered and grabbed your hand pulling you away from his friend.

“that wasn’t nice.” you told him as he pulled you along with him, your legs trying to keep up with him.

“he needs to keep his mouth shut.” wooyoung replied. you didn’t want to argue so you didn’t reply. no sex makes your sweet boyfriend mean, you noted. all the more reason for him to give in.

hongjoong sat with mingi and jongho on the couch. they were talking amongst each other until you came over.

wooyoung hugged his friend, “happy birthday, bro!”

“yes! happy birthday, hongjoong.” you said, giving him a friendly hug.

“thank you so much. thanks for coming.” he said. hongjoong looked between the two of you, noticing the way neither of you were all over each other like you usually are. on a regular day wooyoung would have his hands anywhere on your body you’d let him touch. but today wasn’t a regular day. “you guys seem tense. is everything okay?”

“great!” you both said in unison.

hongjoong, mingi, and jongho just nodded not convinced by your words but they decided to drop it for now. not wanting to pry in your relationship’s business. little did they know you were both just terribly sex deprived.

you tried your best to take your mind off of it by talking to his friends and other people you knew at the party but your mind kept drifting back to him. you needed to fuck him before you lost your fucking mind. every time you looked at him all you could think about is how badly you needed him. you didn’t care about the stupid bet anymore. fuck the bet. it didn’t take long for you to wander back to where wooyoung sat talking to his friends. they’d all gathered in the area speaking to one another in korean and laughing about something hongjoong did. you plopped down on his lap not caring that you may be interrupting. wooyoung, to your surprise, wrapped his arms around you.

“what’s up, baby?”

“i need to talk to you.”

“about?”

“woo, please.” you pouted

“i’ll be back.” he told the other men. you stood up and he followed after you. you led him to hongjoong’s bathroom and shut the door behind you. you took a deep breath speaking.

“i want to have sex.” you said to the man. he chuckled, throwing his head back in the process. once he stopped laughing he brought his head back up to stare you down.

“you want to have sex? when you’re the one who said we should do this?” he asked in disbelief. you sighed at his words. he was right. you were being ridiculous but you didn’t care.

“i know. but wooyoung i can’t do it anymore. i’m losing my fucking mind. every time i look at you i literally can’t think straight because i’m thinking about you bending me over and fucking me. i can’t live like this!”

he laughed again. it was a deep, guttural laugh this time. his voice rang off of the walls of the small bathroom you were standing in. you stood there as he laughed at you, arms crossed over your chest.

“wooyoung stop laughing at me.”

“i’m sorry. i’m sorry but i just knew you were gonna break first. i knew it. you’ve been pouting and giving me those ‘fuck me’ eyes since friday.” wooyoung said, letting out another chuckle.

“it’s not funny, woo.” you whined

“i know, baby. you just need to get fucked, huh?” he asked you. he grabbed your hips and pulled your body against his. you were close to each other again. this time you were gonna get what you wanted.

“please. need it so bad.”

“need it so bad that you pulled me away from my friends to get it. couldn’t even wait until we got home. naughty girl.” he tsked at you. “but you’re gonna have to wait.” he kissed your temple and then left you in the bathroom, hot and bothered.

“i’m going to kill him.” you said to yourself. so much for getting what you wanted.

the rest of the night was miserable. your pussy throbbed helplessly in your panties and every time you squirmed beside him, wooyoung gave you a knowing smirk. never had you ever felt this insatiable. and it was all your fault. you tried to be present in the moment, engaging in conversation with his friends but you couldn’t. your mind was imagining more dirty scenarios that you couldn’t shake no matter how hard you tried. thoughts of him bending you over the couch and fucking you while everyone watched or letting you cockwarm him with his friends being none the wiser or him sticking his hand up your dress and touching your wet pussy.

“____.” wooyoung called your name, pulling you from your dirty fantasy.

“hm?” you asked him, pretending like you weren’t just thinking dirty things about him for the umpteenth time today.

“ready to go?” he asked you. his hand found your thigh and it took everything in you not to moan at the light touch.

“yes.”

as soon as you got home, wooyoung pushed you against the wall. he placed his lips on yours and kissed you passionately. you hadn’t been kissed like this in a week. you felt your knees buckle beneath you because of how weak he made you. while he kissed you, his thigh found its way between your thighs. you rubbed your clothed cunt against it, moaning at the stimulation. your pussy hadn’t been touched in a week either so just this had you gushing, probably wetting wooyoung’s pants.

“i want your dick in me, woo. please.” you whined impatiently.

“let me see how wet you are for me first.” he pulled his thigh away from your pussy and used his hand to replace it. you were completely soaked through the thong you wore tonight. he rubbed your pussy gently, listening to all the soft moans that escaped your lips.

“oh you’re nice and wet. you’ve been horny all day haven’t you?” you were too turned on to be embarrassed by his comment so you nodded with no shame. because it’s true. this morning you woke up with nothing but throbbing between your legs. “let me fix it.”

the sound of him undoing his belt and zipper had your pussy gushing even more. he hiked up your dress and pulled your ruined underwear to the side. he slid his dick through your folds to tease you, both of you moaning at the feeling.

“look at me.” he said. you looked up at him and as soon as you did he was pushing inside of you. you gasped but your eyes never left his and his never left yours. “you’re so tight, damn girl.”

“you’re so big.” you replied. wooyoung chuckled staying still inside of you. he kissed you deeply as he began to move. you gasped again, taking your eyes off your boyfriend to look down between your bodies where he was basically splitting you open.

“i said look at me.” he grabbed your cheeks and forced you to look at him again. “i like watching you fall apart.”

“you’re so fucking nasty.” you said to him through the grip he had on your cheeks.

“shut up and take it since you wanted it so bad.” wooyoung said, his hand drifting from your cheeks to around your neck. he squeezed it and you tried so hard to keep your eyes on him like he’d asked. really you did. but you couldn’t. between the way he was fucking into you and his new found grip on your throat you couldn’t help it when your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

“you don’t listen.” is all he said before he started pounding into you, fucking you until you were screaming. he looked at your face, the way it was screwed up in pleasure had his dick twitching inside of your messy pussy. wooyoung pulled your dress down in the front so he could watch your tits bounce while he rammed into you.

“choke me harder.” you said, fluttering your eyes open to look at him again. his hips stuttered because of your words but he kept up, still fucking you as tears fell from your eyes because of how good it felt. he wrapped his hand around your throat tighter and you moaned. your pussy clenched around him and his hips stuttered again.

wooyoung took the initiative to hoist you up on the wall. now your thighs were wrapped tightly around his waist while he continued to pound into you. he was hitting your spot so deliciously with this new position you were seeing stars. wooyoung buried his face in your neck, leaving hickeys on the soft skin. you wished you had enough sense to mark him back but you were so far gone now the only thing you could focus on was getting your nut. you were so close, teetering on the edge. wooyoung pulled away from your neck and placed a sloppy kiss on your lips that matched the sloppy strokes he was giving you.

“gonna cum inside you. would you like that, pretty girl?” he asked, but he already knew the answer. he just wanted to hear you say it. asshole.

“please, woo.” you said. you were so fucked out and you were sure the makeup you spent an hour putting on was ruined. but neither of you gave a fuck. “please cum inside me.”

almost instantly he was flooding your insides and his warmth had your orgasm coming soon after. wooyoung pulled out of you and held your trembling body against his, whispering sweet nothings into your ear while you calmed down from the orgasm that just ripped through your body.

“i’m never going a week without fucking you again.” you said, dropping your head to rest on his shoulder.

wooyoung chuckled lightly in your ear before speaking, “because you lost you owe me a gift.”

you popped your head up to look at him, you’d forgotten all about the stupid bet.

“dammit. what do you want?”

wooyoung put you down on the ground on your still shaky legs before he pondered what he wanted from you. he looked you up and down seemingly lost in thought.

“how about you give me two more rounds tonight and we’ll call it even.” he stuck his hand out for you to shake just like he’d done a week ago when this whole thing started. “deal?”

you took his hand to shake, “deal.”

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