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In Between The Pages Of You | MIN YOONGI X BLK FEM READER (COMING SOON)
In between the pages of you | MIN YOONGI X BLK FEM READER (COMING SOON)
summary: Yoongi ends up falling in with you while reading the pages of your journal you lost.
genre: fluff, angst, humor, and romance.
a/n: first off I never really thanked my friend @honeysuckledrop for always reading and listening to me talk about my stories. You're the best!

Yoongi fell in love with you. A girl he had never even met before. Knew everything that you were made up of within 96 pages of a worn red journal with a nirvana sticker on front, with coffee and tea-stained pages that also smelled of lilacs and summer.
CHAPTER ONE POSTED HERE
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Keep Wanting You | RIIZE ANTON X BLK FEM READER.
summary: why you gotta make me keep wanting you?
theme: ex-lovers in a small town.
loosely based on the song Why Ya Wanna by Jana Kramer. Lyrics are sort of written into the fic.
a/n: I do take requests for RIIZE so yeah. ๐ญ this is just a little drabble I did it late in the morning because I really love this song and I really wanted to write something for Anton. ๐ฅบ sorry for any mistakes.

You didn't expect for your ex Anton to walk through those diner doors that late August afternoon. So all the gossip around town was true that he was back in town. He's the only person from high school who left this little hometown to chase his big dreams in a big city. He's chatting with some older people who watched him grow up as a kid. You were hoping he didn't notice you, but he does, that little glimpse he gives you while he's talking with someone makes your heart sink to your stomach.
Why did he have to come here, of all places?
Anton walks up to your table. He's smiling and your heart is breaking like the night he left you behind in this town. You want to hide your face, your eyes sting as you try to fight back the tears with a fake smile.
He's wearing an old shirt that you love. A cotton white tee with a black heart sewn into the front pocket. You were never sure why you loved that shirt on him, but you did. Anton sat across from you, his eyes taking you in.
โYou're looking good,โ he said.
His words felt like a punch to the gut. No hello. No, how you have been. Just you're looking good. It was kind of his way to draw you in a bit to make you trust him again and to get you to think he's leaving was never a big deal.
โThanks...?โ you said softly.
He reached across the table, his index finger tapping three times on the back of your hand. Three little taps coded for โI love youโ, something you and Anton came up with back in high school.
You slowly drew your hand away.
โIt's been a while,โ he said.
โYeah...it has...โ
โYou never left this place.โ There's a bit of regret stuck in his throat.
โWhy would I?โ Your words are icy. โThis place is all I know.โ
โDon't you want to see something else outside of our hometown?โ
โNo... Not really.โ
Seeing anything else didn't feel right. That safety of where home would always be kept you nestled in this town. And you never saw why Anton would want to leave a place that felt like a comforting hug after a long day. Or just suddenly leave you for some dream right after graduation. God, you were glad he wasn't here to see those first couple of months when you were a mess behind him.
So seeing him now, just having him sit across from you like everything was fine, slowly opened those wounds that didn't quite heal up enough.
โIs it wrong of me to say I've missed you?โ he said.
You look down at your coffee mug. Your reflection staring back at you in the black coffee with a few cubes of sugar in it.
โDo you really?โ Your voice creaks on the way up your throat.
Anton doesn't say anything for a moment. Maybe because it was selfish of him to say something like that. Like what right did he have to you now?
โYeah. Mainly you're one reason I'm back here,โ he said.
Him saying that caused you physical pain.
Was I really? Your red nails tapped at the side of the coffee mug. It would be a lie if you said you didn't miss him. If you didn't think about him all these years later. If you hadn't checked his Instagram a billion times to see if he had moved on. Just flings here and there, but nothing serious. The girls in the city could never compare to the one small-town girl that he still loved.
So he fucked up by leaving you.
โAnton, don't say something you don't mean.โ You pleaded. โDon't okay?โ
You look up from your coffee.
โI mean it though.โ He said. โI mean it with every heartbeat.โ
The corners of your mouth pull down and your eyes water. You grabbed a napkin from the middle of the table and dabbed at your eyes, trying not to ruin your makeup.
โI need to go.โ You said.
Because things were getting too real. If he said anything else, you would have maybe done the one thing you said you'd never do, which was forgive him.
You slid out of the booth and so did Anton. You placed a couple of dollars on the table for your coffee. Anton follows you out of the diner. You stopped walking.
โDon't follow meโโ It's the way he moved in for a hug that caught you off guard.
What was he thinking? You let it happen. You deep down you wanted it though. It's a shame almost you craved his hug. How you melt against his body, how his arms tighten around your shoulders, your face in his chest smelling him. You were coming unglued.
It's sad how you wanted him again to go back to the familiarities of his love like he never broke your heart when he said goodbye. And God, how you wished he had been cold towards you like any ex would. But that wasn't him.
You needed to push him away. You needed to yell at him that this wasn't fairโthat he doesn't get to do this to you. Hell, you can't bring yourself to do any of it. It felt so right with him right now.
Hiii~ I'm trying to create more stuff for black readers. Like of black girls getting loved on not just sexually. Like just really soft love, a lil angst a lil fluff, some fun adventures. Just whatever nice for black reader. If anyone can request something that would be really cool. ๐ฅบ
PLUG DAUGHTER | HONGJOONG X BLK FEM READER.
18+ MINORS DON'T INTERACT
summary: Hongjoong, the son of a rich politician, can't get enough of you the daughter of a plug.
Warnings: drugs, and mention of k*lling.
a/n: I love me some Kevin Gates and really love his song Plug Daughter 2 and I couldn't help but want to write something based on that song and Hongjoong came to mind for this fic. This is just written for fun and my enjoyment, but if you enjoy it as well, comment and reblog. ๐ฅน
Side note: this is my first time writing smut and MY LAST TIME, maybe. So please take it easy on me okay? I'm not a smut writer but I wanted to try my hands at it. Smut with plot??? sorry for any mistakes.

โI'm fuckinโ with the plug daughter.โ
You and Hongjoong were in the backseat of your black Bentley. Your Chanel skirt is lifted and your pink thong is pulled to the side. Hongjoong's thick dick is buried deep into your tight pretty pussy.
Hongjoong's face hid in the crook of your neck. He's breathing heavily against your beautiful black skin. He's whimpering thrusting up into you. Your walls tighten around his dick. He's close to cumming. Your fingers snatch his hair pulling his head back so he can look at you. Smiling at him, you couldn't help but enjoy your man's expression.
โAwe, you're such a good boy for not cumming yet.โ You cooed. Hongjoong fingers dig into your waist. He picks up his pace slamming up into you. Your head dips back in pleasure crying out his name and fuck Hongjoong thought that was hot.
โI-I want to cum please, Y/n?โ Hongjoong begs. His dick twitches inside you and you clenched yourself around his big dick. He cusses. The sound of him pounding into you filled your Bentley. Panting breaths. You pull his hair harder. Your pretty wet pussy felt so good to him.
Hongjoong wants to cum deep inside you and then eat you out. He knew how much you liked being eaten out after he cums in you. There was something sexy about a man eating his own cum out of your pussy.
The sound of Hongjoong's phone goes off. It's his father calling. You tell Hongjoong to answer it and does. He tried to steady his breathing, his thrusting slows down and you bounce on his dick as he talked to his father.
โYes, F-Father?โ Hongjoong said into the phone.
โWhere the hell are you? It's the state dinner is tonight you're supposed to be here.โ
โI had something to take care of.โ
You did this thing with your pussy that makes Hongjoong hiss into the phone. Leaning down beside his free ear you whispered, โLet your daddy hear how good I'm fucking you, Hongjoong~โ
Shit. That was such a turn-on for Hongjoong. He closed his eyes, his phone pressed against his ear. His father is saying something to in him Korean asking him if he's listening. But Hongjoong is too focused on how hot your pussy felt. You tease his sensitive dick head with your pussy.
โF-Fuck, Y/n.โ he moaned into the phone.
โY/n? What are you saying? Hongjoong what the hell are you doing!?โ he's father barked into the phone.
Hongjoong didn't want his dick to go soft from the sound of his father's voice so he hung up throwing his phone beside him. You pout, slowly sinking your pussy down on his thick veiny dick.
โAwe, Hongjoong you didn't want your daddy to hear how good I fuck you?โ you smiled at him.
You gently rest your hand on Hongjoong's throat, lightly applying enough pressure. You squeeze his throat a little tight. Hongjoong loved it when you choked him. He starts thrusting again, a little faster, nails digging into your waist breaking the skin. His balls tighten. He's getting a little lightheaded, his dick is more sensitive now. He's hitting your spot. You thought of how nice it would feel if he had his thumb inside your ass right now. With his last deep thrust up into you, he cums hard, his body shaking, his eyes rolled back into his bed. He's cussing. You ride his overly sensitive dick and he's begging you to stop because he can't take it.
You move from him sitting beside him as his cum runs from your pussy onto your car's seat. Hongjoong needed a little time to get himself together before he can eat that pretty pussy of yours. He runs his hands down his sweaty face.
โWhy is it every time we fuck. You fuck me like you'll never see me again?โ Hongjoong asks.
You laughed pulling your thong off.
โTo keep you addicted.โ you teased.
Hongjoong thought you were crazy for that but he loved your kind of crazy. It always kept him crawling back to you. This man would let you step on his balls in your red bottom heels if it meant making you smile.
He looks over at you seeing you play with your nipples. You lift your feet, bringing your toes to his lips. He kisses your toes and sucks on them before he moves to kiss your ankle, then kiss your leg all the up your inner thigh to your leaking pussy. He licks your pussy lips and then kisses them before he plunges his tongue deep inside your pussy tasting his cum.
You closed your eyes ready to get the best head of your life. Hongjoong was at good at giving head. The first time he ever gave you head was inside a church in the confessional booth he had you calling out to God until you squirted all over his face.
This time your phone rings from the front seat. You ignored it forcing on how good Hongjoong's tongue felt. He rub his thumb on your clenching asshole, slowly pushing his thumb into your ass. You gasped. Your phone stops ringing. But then Hongjoong's phone rings. He stops what he's doing to answer it and you're pissed.
โOh,hi, sir,โ Hongjoong said. He mouthed to you that it's your father.
You rolled your eyes not in the mood anymore.
โYes, I'll make the drop now.โ
Hongjoong ends the call. He looks over at you seeing how annoyed you look.
โJust go.โ you wave him off. Even though you wanted him to finish you knew if your father needed him to make a drop he had to do it immediately.
โI'll make it up to you, y/n.โ he leans over kissing your hairline.
Your dad used to be Hongjoong's plug who he would buy coke from. Now Hongjoong worked for your dad. A son of a politician being a runner boy for the plug.
The first time Hongjoong saw you, you were sitting pretty in the backseat of your father's Rolls Royce. Hongjoong knew right then he had to have you. You and Hongjoong started a thing. At first, it was meaningless sex between you and him, but Hongjoong caught feelings. You thought it was adorable how he would hang on to your every word. You loved attention and Hongjoong just adored you.
So you kept him like a pet. And all pets need a collar so you bought him a diamond collar.
You kissed Hongjoong before he left. Not feeling satisfied at all you were going to go home and use your vibrator.

Hongjoong never envisioned this type of life for himself. His father would kill him if he ever found out he was moving drugs. The son of a politician couldn't be caught up in this kind of life, it would slander his father's name. And God the headlines of newspaper articles would be fucking crazy.
Now Hongjong was caught up in this shit he couldn't get out off if he wanted to. Your father already told him if he ever left you or even hurt you, he would kill Hongjong's family in front of him; your father already had bullets with their names. Literally.
Doing this kind of work could get Hongjoong killed if he wasn't careful; he was associating himself with dangerous people who knew who he was and where he lived. At least your father offered him protection. Stay loyal. That's all your father asks of him.
A knock on the tinted SUV window makes Hongjong roll it down. Yeosang takes off his sunglasses smiling at Hongjoong. Yeosang was one of your father's buyers and the guy you used to fuck. You cut him off after you and Hongjong got together. Hongjoong was just a better fuck and a good obedient boy when you needed him to be. And because of that Yeosang felt some type of way about you cutting him off. He could smell your favorite Arabianย perfume coming off Hongjong. And that made his jaw tick.
"Has she been a good fuck for you?" Yeosang asks.
"That's none of your business," HongJoong said. "I got your load in the back.โ
Hongjoong steps out of the SUV adjusting his suit. The two men in the front get out with their guns, just in case anything goes down. Yeosang men were just a few feet away watching with their guns out too. Hongjoong opens the trunk. Yeonsang signals for his men to come over. One of the men hands him a silver briefcase. Yeosang opens it letting Hongjong see the money inside before handing it over to him.
โHow's Y/n?โ Yeosang asks he steps out of the way as his men move the load from the trunk over to the car.
Hongjoong doesn't see why he cares about how you are doing. You and Yeosang were never a thing romantically. He rather fuck you like some rabbit into the bedsheets than care about anything you had going on with you.
โY/n is one of your business anymore. So stop bringing her up each time we meet.โ
Yeosang laughed, clapping his hands like Hongjoong said something funny. He steps to Hongjoong, his eyes lowering, getting a little darker.
โYou think your preppy little ass has claim over her? You're just a dick she can fuck whenever she wants. When she finds her new plaything you'll be tossed to the side like some cum rag.โ Yeosang spits on Hongjoong's shoes.
โAre you that salty cause, Y/n isn't fucking your little dick ass anymore?โ Hongjoong bites back.
That pisses Yeosong off.
Of course, you told Hongjoong how small Yeosang's dick was. And how he wasn't able to satisfy you as much. You only kept Yeosang around because of his connections with the Mafia and because he spoiled you with Chanel and Tiffany.
โWatch yourself, Hongjoong.โ Yeosang bumps Hongjoong's shoulder as he walks toward his car.
Great. Another reason for him to stay looking over his shoulder.

a/n: okay I was laughing so hard while writing the smut part lol. Idk if they'll be a part two or not. So I just let it end there in case anyone wants a part two.
DATING BADA LEE WOULD INCLUDE....

So these are some things I think dating this beautifully hot woman would include.
dating bada lee would include....
๐ long talks on the phone when she's away.
๐ lots of hand holding. even when you are cooking she still wants to try and hold your hand.
๐ her fingers tracing hearts on your body in the places she wants to kiss you.
๐ cute dates with matching couple outfits.
๐ she'll hug you from behind. It's so freaking melting when she does that.
๐ her cooking for you.
๐ you wearing her clothes when you spend the night at her place.
๐ having silly little dance battles with her. the loser has to kiss the winner.
๐ visiting each other's families during the holidays. your parents love her and her parents just adore you.
๐ head kisses when you are feeling down and don't wanna talk about what's bothering you yet. she would always wait for when you're ready to talk about it.
๐ sleeping on top of her when it's too hot during the summer.
๐ kissing her cold fingers in the winter.
๐ watching her at dance battles and supporting her.
๐ long slow kisses.
๐ taking care of her when she's sick.
๐ you taking off guard pictures of her to use as blackmail.
๐ roasting each other.
๐ her reassuring you every second that she loves you.
๐ doing each other make-up.
๐ random road trips.
๐ awful singing at 2am.
๐ late night talks about nothing.
๐ Inside jokes.
๐ her praising you during and after sex.
๐ you asking her if you were a worm would she still love you.
๐ sending each other music because a song reminds you both of each other.
๐ you sitting in her lap and falling asleep.
๐ her telling you how beautiful you are.
2:55 a.m. | RIIZE Wonbin x Blk Fem Reader

Wonbin would wait for you. Down by the bay, at the train station, outside the companyโs building, in front of the food stalls, he always waited for you. That became his thing. Sometimes you and he talked, and other times you both let the comfortable silence wedge itself between your bodies, you laughed when he did, and smiled when he did. You werenโt trying to find yourself with him, that would be something you did on your own. The one thing you did want to find with Wonbin is love; wanting to discover how sweet his love could be, wanting to know if it was like a warm hug after a long tiring day at work or was it, โI miss you.โ between the sweetest of kisses and the softest of smiles from him or was it feeling like you had found a home in him?
And he wants to find love with you too. It would surprise him how your love reminds him of winter and summer.
Whenever you and Wonbin walk side by side, youโd lean into him enough to let him know, โHey, Iโm here for you.โ A little nudge. A little smile to get him to say, โIโm here for you too, y/n.โย
ย Wonbin is like the stars. He is scattered across your mind.
a/n: if you want to request Wonbin imagines I'm taking requests.