Idol!OT7 X Teacher!Reader (COMPLETE)

INEVITABLE

SHINSO HITOSHI X READER SMAU

His admittance to the Hero Course relies on the next few challenges ahead, just as doubts start to seep into his mind LN YN volunteers to help him train. Will she help him on his course to become a hero or will he get distracted and sucked into a love triangle along with the angry boy in class 1-A?

SOCIAL MEDIA AU; slight spoilers for season 5** Slight Bakugou x Reader love triangle, friends to lovers, suggestive content, crack, fluff, angst probably

START DATE: NOVEMBER 05,2020 TAGLIST: OPEN

MASTERLIST

YN | Shinso

Chapter 01: Gross, No  Chapter 02: Wake Up Call Chapter 03: Fuck Off Chapter 04: I Don’t Know Chapter 05: HELP Chapter 06: A Little Crush Chapter 07: Caught Feelings Chapter 08: Sounds Like A Date Chapter 09: What The Hell Was That Chapter 10: The Betting Pool Chapter 11: The Date Chapter 12: Babysitters Club Chapter 13: Picture Perfect Chapter 14: …Kind Of Chapter 15: Interesting Chapter 16: It’s a Surprise Chapter 17: Christmas Exchange Chapter 18: Have Fun? Chapter 19: Blocked Chapter 20: Finally, Spring Chapter 21: Chapter 22: Chapter 23: Chapter 24: Chapter 25:

To all the people who believe property is more important than 600 hundred years of slavery and oppression of Black people.  

Can we get a step by step of your colouring and shading process? I'm especially intrigued by how you colour skin

Hopefully easy to understand? I use this same process for skin, hair, clothes and eyes (hair has the extra step to fit the hair but thats just a little thing)

shein has taken down the selling of the israeli flag, stopped its collaborations with the country's influencers and also cancelled free delivery services to the country. do you know how fucking insidious you have to be for SHEIN to cut ties with you??? SHEIN???!!!

it makes me physically ill. a Palestinian on twitter's last post was about burying their six-year-old cousin without his head. a Palestinian boy on youtube dreamt of 100k subscribers on his gaming channel. and yesterday he reached 500k, but he has been killed in the bombing of the gaza strip. the class of 2023-24 in Palestine has ended early because there are not enough students left alive. literal children who were the teachers, artists, doctors, scientists, scholars, writers, engineers of tomorrow.

when is it enough? statistics released by Palestinian officials about the numbers of martyred isn't enough. photographs and videos of fathers scurrying to piece together their children by gathering their body parts isn't enough. presscons surrounded by dead bodies beside a bombed hospital isn't enough.

yet, somehow, the narrative they are pushing is conflict between two faiths. it is absolutely not. this is no religious conflict. this is colonization, occupation, genocide. it's systematic oppression of Palestine and its people.

the word peace has never angered me as much as it has now. and it should anger you too. there can be no peace under violent oppression. there can be no peace after 75 years of ethnic cleansing. there can be no peace in occupied Palestine.

peace is the product of white supremacy, they prod and kill anyone other than them but when retaliation occurs, it is suddenly rabid savages, unjust savages...

I just had a dream that bakugo was my boyfriend??? And he actually was super sweet and adorable on the phone?? Like what??😂😂😅

I was thinking- what if Tom has daughter from first marriage or from high school sweetheart- he is like what47? So there is possibility he can have 23-25 year old child. Boys didn’t knew about her. But they meet her on his funeral. Frankie feels the urge to help her but he keeps falling for her. But she is so young and he is so broken and he thinks he should not be allowed even think about her let alone touch her. But her father was asshole and she have daddy issues so she fall hard for Frankie.

Thank you nonnie for the request 😊 I did change it around a bit but the concept it the same. Hope You enjoy 😉

Forbidden Fruit

Pairings: Frankie Morales x f!reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, explicit, unprotected sex, oral (both receiving), cursing, mentions of death, flirting, age gap, angst, mutual pining, fluff.

Comments and reblogs really appreciated 🥰

Frankie's hands twitched in his lap as he resisted the urge to reach out and touch you. To feel your warm supple skin beneath his fingertips as you writhe in pleasure below him. He’s never needed anything more in his life, and he hates himself for it.

He shouldn’t have these urges, especially not for you. You were his best friend's daughter for fuck sake, but he can’t help himself. Especially when you're sitting across from him, eyes sparkling as you laugh at something Benny had said. His hand curls into a fist as jealousy courses through his veins.

Tom had never mentioned having another daughter and so when you showed up they were all shocked. Him, even more so. You were smart and so damn beautiful which did not help Frankie at all with how he was feeling. He wanted you. Badly, but he wouldn’t let himself have you. He couldn’t. At least, not again. He didn’t know who you were that night.

***

Frankie sat at the bar nursing his beer when you sat beside him, a bright smile on your face. His eyes flickered over to where you sat - subtly checking you out from beneath his cap. Fuck, you were beautiful.

Your gaze turns to him and he focuses his attention back on his beer, hoping you hadn’t just caught him staring at you. “This place is busy, for being in the middle of nowhere,” you say before ordering yourself a drink. “And whatever he’s having.”

“Oh you don’t have to get me one,” he says a little flustered. “I don’t mind, honestly. So, are you from around here?”

“Yeah. Lived here all my life. Well, except when I was with the army.” He doesn’t notice but you stiffened a little at the mention of the army before shaking yourself off. “You’re not though,” he says matter of factly. “I would have noticed someone as beautiful as you.”

“Are you flirting with me?”

“Depends.”

“On what?”

“Whether you want me to or not.” He doesn’t know what’s come over him. He isn’t normally this forward. “Oh, I want you to.”

You spend the rest of the night drinking and laughing and he hasn’t felt this light in months. “So. Are you gonna invite me back to yours?” Frankie blanks for a minute. He hasn’t had anyone back at his since his wife left and he still hasn’t taken the pictures down.

You mistake his sudden quietness as rejection and slowly move off the bar stool grabbing your bag and denim jacket. “Maybe another time then?” You give him a wry smile before turning to leave but his hand on your wrist stops you. “Sorry, I spaced a little. How about we go to yours?”

“Sure.”

His hands are on you the minute you close the door to your hotel room. Skimming along the side of your curves his rough fingers graze the skin on your hip and it sends a shiver through you. “Need you Hermosa,” he whispers into your neck as his lips kiss along it.

Grabbing him by the shirt, you pull him with you until you reach your bed where you push him onto it. He leans up on his elbows, his lust-blown eyes flickering down over your form as you strip. His cock strains against the zipper of his jeans as your breasts bounce slightly. Fuck!

He hasn’t been with anyone in a while and fuck if you weren’t the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. His hands are itching to touch you and the thought of you wrapped around his aching cock has him surging forward. His hands grab at your breast and your ass and a moan slips past your lips when he wraps his own around your pebbled nipple.

“Oh fuck, Frankie. Please, baby, I need you.” He fumbles with the buttons on his shirt as you work his zipper and within seconds he’s bare before you. He suddenly feels exposed and he can feel a blush creep up his neck as your eyes take him in. Will she like what she sees?

“You’re so handsome, baby,” you whisper as you slowly move towards him, your hand reaching down between you to pump him. His head falls back between his shoulders as a groan slips past his lips. Fuck, your hand felt so much better than his.

“Can I taste you?” His eyes widened. The women he’s been with don’t normally like taking him in their mouths. Nodding his head you sink to your knees and lick a strip up his shaft. His body tingles and he can’t help the lewd moan that leaves his mouth.

“Fuck…feel so good.” His hand moves to your head grabbing your hair between his fingers as you bob your head up and down. The feel of your hot, wet mouth around him as you take him deep into your throat has his legs shaking and his grip on your head tightening, as his orgasm draws closer and closer.

“That’s it, baby. Take me so well. Just like that…Mierda. I’m gonna…fuck, I’m gonna come where do you…”

You pull off and pump him with your hand, “want you to come down my throat, Frankie.” Wrapping your mouth around him again you continue to pump him and with a string of curses, he comes hard; spilling into your throat.

“You were amazing, baby.” He says as he helps you stand, pulling you close and kissing you softly. “Wanna taste you now, Hermosa? Gonna need a minute before I fuck you.” With a nod of your head, you lay back on the bed and a small yelp escapes you as he pulls you towards him. He pushes your thighs apart and lifts your legs over his shoulders as he licks along your wet folds before burying his tongue inside you.

Fuck he knows what he’s doing. He alternates between licking and sucking and shoving his tongue inside you so that you are a complete and utter mess on the bed below him. Writhing in pleasure. That heat begins to form and you can feel yourself getting closer to that edge and you all but scream his name as the pleasure from your orgasm consumes you.

“Frankie.”

His tongue licks around his lips as he moves above you completely. You reach up and kiss him, tasting yourself on his tongue. You can feel him hard again as the tip of him nudges at your entrance. Putting your hands on his chest, you push him until he’s lying flat on his back.

Straddling his waist you grab his cock lining it up before slowly sinking onto him. Oh! His hands grip your hips as you begin to move above him - hips rocking over him. Sitting up he pulls your nipple into his mouth as he grabs you tight, pushing you down onto him.

“Oh Frankie I’m…I’m gonna..”

“That’s it, baby…come on my cock. Want to feel you soak me.”

“Fuck oh fuck!”

You shudder in his arms as your cunt clenched around him - his trusts becoming erratic- sending him over the edge. “Where?”

“Inside…please!”

“Ngh! Fuck baby.”

He comes hard coating your walls with a cry of your name. He brushes the hair off your face and captures your lips in a soft kiss before laying back - pulling you with him. His soft cock slips out of you and you nestle into his side.

Your rub circles into his chest with your fingers and he hums in contentment. “That was amazing. Best sex I’ve had in a long time.”

“Me too. How long are you in town?” He asks as he rests his hand on yours. “I…uh…I’m here for at least a week, maybe more. I’m not sure yet.”

“Well, if you want? I want to do this again.” A smile edges at your lips and you look up into his hazel brown eyes. “I’d like that.”

***

He can feel your gaze on him and he resists looking up at you, instead, he stands and makes his way inside to grab another beer. Get a fucking grip, Frankie. She’s just a woman.

“Who’s just a woman?” He jumps, spilling his beer down the front of his top. “I was just…I…nothing.” He grabs a cloth and rubs at the wet patch on his top, trying not to look at you.

“Frankie. Frankie, why are you avoiding me?” Anger begins to boil within him as he turns to face you, throwing the cloth onto the counter and stalking towards you. “You should have told me. If I had known who you were I…”

“You what? You wouldn’t have fucked me. Over and over again. Wouldn’t have spent this past week with me. Frankie, I didn’t know who you were. I wouldn’t have kept that from you.”

He huffs as stands a breath away, his hand resting on his hips. He takes his cap off and runs his fingers through his hair. “Fuck. This is so fucked. I shouldn’t have slept with you. You’re Tom's daughter. He was one of my best friends. This isn’t right, besides you're over ten years younger than me. It isn’t right.”

“That wasn’t an issue before and besides I’m not Tom's daughter. Not really. He fucked my mom years ago and then once he found out she was pregnant, left. All I got was a birthday card every three years. Not exactly dad of the year.”

“He’s still your dad. I can’t, I just can’t.”

You’re the one angry now as you move closer to him - finger poking his chest. “So that’s it then. You’re just gonna end….us, I thought you cared about me. I thought you might lo…”

He laughs. A cruel laugh that vibrates from his chest into our hands. “You thought I loved you. You were a great lay, nothing more. I think it’s best if you just leave. You’ll be gone by Monday and then we don’t have to see each other again.”

“You don’t have to be cruel to me Frankie just because you’re afraid. That’s not fair.” A sob escapes past your lips and you place a shaky hand over them to try and stop it. “You might not love me but I love you.”

Frankie can feel his chest restrict at your words. You love him? His heart beats hard against his chest and all he wants to do is reach out and touch you. Comfort you and tell you he does love you. That he wants to date you, build a life with you. That he’s thought of nothing else this week even when he was supposed to be grieving his friend.

You pull away from him completely and grab your coat and bag and leave, the front door slamming behind you. What the fuck have I done?

“Fuck Fish, that was harsh,” Santi says as he creeps up on him from the patio door. “So she’s the chick that you’ve been going on about. Damn. Couldn’t have called that one.”

“Yeah well, it’s over now.” Frankie fixes his cap and grabs another beer, taking a huge gulp. “You ended it? Why?”

Frankie turns his gaze to his friend, his eyebrow raised in confusion. “What do you mean, why? She’s Tom’s daughter for fuck sake and she’s too young.” He runs a hand down his face in exasperation. “I love her man.”

“Could’ve guessed that Fish. I’ve never seen you this happy. You weren’t even like this with Maria and she’s the mother of your child. Look, for what it’s worth, I don’t think Tom would care. He didn’t even mention her once in all the time we’ve known him. What does that tell you?”

“But she’s so young I…”

“No, she’s not. She is in her late twenties. I think you’re just scared and looking for an excuse at this point. You love her man. She loves you. It’s written all over her face clear as day. She hasn’t taken her eyes off you since she got here. What’s the problem?”

Frankie sighs, his eyes focused on a spot on the wall. “Fuck! I’ve ruined everything haven’t I?”

“You fucked up, but I wouldn’t say it’s ruined. Go after her and fix this. Just don’t forget to thank me in the wedding speech.” Santi claps Frankie on the back and tilts his head in the direction you just left. “Go. I’ll make excuses.”

“Thanks, man.”

***

You’d just hopped out of the shower when a frantic knocking on your door startled you. Who the hell? Standing on tiptoe you peek out only to find Frankie standing there, looking a mixture of fear and nervousness.

“What do you want Frankie? I’m tired.”

“I know, baby and I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry. Please just let me in and I can explain.” Tears build behind your eyes again and you let out a deep sigh as you wrap your arms around yourself protectively. “I explain what? Haven’t you said enough?”

“I was an asshole. I didn’t mean anything I said. I love you. I fucking love you and I’m sorry for you what I said. Please baby, just let me have five minutes.”

Slowly opening the door, Frankie slips past you; his eyes taking in your form. Guilt eats away at him for the sad tired look on your face. Your eyes are red and puffy from crying and he fucking hates himself for doing that to you.

“Five minutes, Frankie.”

“I didn’t mean anything I said back at the house, I was just angry at myself for loving you. Tom was like a brother to me and then when Molly introduced you as his daughter….it nearly killed me. How could I, his best friend, fall in love with his daughter? I felt like I was betraying him. Still do, but I love you and I’ve never felt like this before. I want you, baby.”

He slowly approaches you now and when you show no signs of back away he slides his hand around your waist pulling you close. His other hand comes to rest on your face and his thumb rubs soothing circles into your skin. “Can you forgive me? If you do, I’ll spend the rest of my life making up for it. If not, then I’ll leave you be and never bother you again.”

Finally lifting your head you meet his gaze and you notice the tears slowly building in his eyes. “What if you get cold feet again? I won’t be able to handle that, Frankie. It would break me.”

“I won’t. I promise with all that I am, I’ll love you until the breath leaves my lungs. Longer. I’m in this for the long haul, if you’ll have me?”

A smile edges its way onto your face and you nod your head. “Yeah. I’ll have you. I love you, Frankie.”

“Fuck,” he says breathlessly as lips crash into yours kissing you passionately. “I love you too, baby. So fucking much.” He kisses you again and you wrap your arms around his neck, the towel falling to the ground. The rest of the night is a blur of lust and love and of bodies tangled in the sheets as he makes love to you over and over again.

It’s late - or early, depending on how you look at it - and you are both curled up in bed wrapped in each other’s arms. His hand cradles you into his side as his fingers run along the curves of your hips. Reaching down he tilts your chin towards him. “Te amo, mi amor,” he whispers lovingly as he kisses you softly. “Te amo, Frankie.”

As he lays there in the soft bed, you wrapped around him; he thanks whatever god is out there for bringing you into his life. He just hopes his friend isn’t too upset with him.

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I’m sorry but he’s such daddy material

I’m such a simp for Yoongi it’s not even funny 😩😩

Like he’s handsome?? He’s a sleepy boi?? He’s a talented artist?? LIKE WHATS NOT TO LOVE-

This man is BOTH my Bias and my Bias Wrecker

HE IS JOKING

Sung Jinwoo x Cuddly S/O

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕁𝕚𝕟𝕨𝕠𝕠˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

Pre-Awakening

Shy bb, he simply goes panicc when u do. he scrambles on his arms not knowing what to do and ends up just flailing his cutie lidol bebe arms.

He red, why is he so precious I wanna hold him so close nAUR TAT

Your hugs are his therapy.

He simply depresso even if he doesnt show it, he really hates being the weakest. 

He wants to protect you, his sister, and take care of his mom.

But alas, our poor baby jinwoo is just not capable of it.

One time he even cried into your arms because of the built up stress he is feeling being the weakest hunter there is.

Daddy Era—//SLAPPED I MEAN MONARCH ERA

Back then, he ends up tripping whenever you jump hug him, man’s just a sticc back then give him a break lAwD.

That was in the past, now, whenever you jump hug him he just ends up completely still like a damn wall while lifting your thighs up properly going “Hey there, babe” then kithing ur lidol cheek nyeheheh.

Other times he’d turn around to catch you and then give you a smol peck in your cheeks. 

Oh how people aren’t able to comprehend this propler like sir, hello? You lead an entire army of black soldiers that can create a whole new nation, has literally murdered dozens of people, has made even monsters fear him— And yet here he is, catching you and giving you the sweetest possible kisses.

Man’s even lets you sit on his lap so you can cuddle him more easily. He became big boi and he doesnt want you to struggle in giving those yummy snuggles he always craves and wants.

He just adores you cuddly personality. He can stay for hours in your arms completely  unmoving, he just wants huggies ssh.

Doesnt he have work?

“That can wait later”

Look who’s procrastinating.

Sumtimes being a new s-rank hunter and him suddenly being a billionaire outf nowhere stresses him at some point, and what does he need the most instead of taking medication pills?(do those even work on him anymore? I mean he has immunity to stuff, maybe pills arent included since the intention is to heal him? I dunno???? I’m loosing braincells tf) He goes to you.

He just quietly crawls into your arms and takes in your scent. He loves it, so so much. 

The stench of blood is nauseating, he needs relief fromit and it’s your embrace is where he finds that euphoria.

hey. don’t cry. crush four cloves of garlic into a pot with a dollop of olive oil and stir until golden then add one can of crushed tomatoes a bit of balsamic vinegar half a tablespoon of brown sugar half a cup of grated parmesan cheese and stir for a few minutes adding a handful of fresh spinach until wilted and mix in pasta of your choice ok?