hiiii i dont mind at all hehehehe <3

bf!vernon x gf!reader

genre: humor · fake texts themes: slice of life ig? cw: none

OT13 reaction to sleeping with their hand on your boobs

Request: Hiiii, how are you doing, I hope everything is going great 😊 If requests are open, and you feel comfortable, could you do please SVT, which type of guys they are when holding their gfs boobs while sleeping 🙂 I was wondering about this, because I read somewhere that guys like to sleep holding their gfs boobs, because it’s very comforting for them and some of them can’t sleep without doing it 🌚 So the first thing I thought was SVT members 🥲

if you are not comfortable or busy, thank you anyway, I freaking love your works and god bless your writing page🫶🏻🙏🏻

A/N: God bless your curious mind for bringing this up 🥹 I actually thought about this but didn't have the free time to write it because I need complete requests first, but since it's a request itself, I have to write it lmao

Inexperienced Loser! Vernon x Plus Size! Reader

synopsis: Inexperienced! Vernon doesn't know how he gets you into his bed - but you're about to make his dreams come true!

warning: mdni, 18+, inexperienced! Vernon, chubby! reader, face riding, thigh obsessed Vernon, tit obsessed Vernon, unprotected, cream pie, college! au

wc: 2.6k

A/N: guys! I don't think I'm sick anymore, woohoo!

Vernon must be dreaming.

It’s the only explanation as to how he has you in his bed.

You’re splayed out on his Star Wars covers, they’re limited edition, and you’re barely covered in your clothing. Your pretty tits, he fantasises about in his Advanced Calculus class, are practically spilling from your top, and his mouth waters at the idea of them exposed to his hungry eyes. He knows he should be doing something, anything really, than standing there gobsmacked, but maybe that’s what you expected when you knocked on his door tonight.

You had known about Vernon since freshman year, when he had helped your roommate fix her computer in ten minutes flat. He was the resident IT person in your year and was a cheap hire to get any electronics in your household fixed. You had watched him with curiosity as he sat on your green sofa, Min-hee’s laptop balanced on his lap as he typed away, adamantly avoiding any eye contact with any of the females in your dorm. Min-hee was standing next to you, whispering that she paid him in take-out pizza for the next four Saturdays, but you could only focus on his long fingers. You briefly thought about how lucky a woman would be if they had them playing on their body before he stood up, mumbling about being finished.

After that, you saw him here and there. Turns out, he was running in the same circles of friends as you. Seungkwan vouched for Dino’s limited edition 24-carat gold labubu, saying that he was a sweet guy, just kept quiet and mostly to himself.

And if we were being honest, you knew he stared at you any time you happened to be in the mess hall at the same time. You could feel his gaze burn down your body when you walked with your friends to a free table to eat. But when you looked over at him, you could see his face heat up, seconds before he packed everything he had and practically bolted out of the building.

When you saw Mingyu a few days later, you were over this cat-and-mouse game. You both were sophomores now, and you had heard that quiet guys finished last, and you wanted to change that. You wanted to give Vernon a chance and see if the rumours about losers were true. And it’s how you got Mingyu, a guy you knew Vernon was friends with, to tell you where you could find him. Mingyu, the kind giant, didn’t even question why you were asking about Vernon, and you really contemplated telling Mingyu he needed to be less trustworthy. Still, you ultimately decided that you could wait - you were on a mission.

fated season | hvc

pairing: viscount!vernon x f!reader

wc: — 17.7k

genre: regency era! au, bridgerton au

tags: angst, fluff, slow burn, bridgerton inspired, yearning, oh so much yearning, stubborn reader, lot of internal conflict w reader, mentions of anxiety, commitment issues, eldest sibling struggles, mentions of expectations/limitations on women in that era, title inaccurates for plot purposes, smut mdni!! masturbation, mutual masturbation (kinda?), implied inexperienced reader & vernon, virginity loss, praise, fingering, oral (f), unprotected sex (wrap it pls)

note: my part for the blockbusters collab is finally here! i’m so proud of this work and hopefully everyone loves our viscount hehe.. you can't have a bridgerton male lead without being a poet & i think vernon is so wise with his words hopefully that's portrayed accurately here. also take a wild guess what my fav season of bridgerton was and what this is kinda based upon??!! some stuff may be historically inaccurate (first/second son titles) for plot sake and un-british like cus im not, so sorry for that!

note #2: many thanks are underway. starting out, shoutout to luna ( @belovedgyu ), izzy ( @jakedustry ), and rae ( @nerdycheol ), for making this collab happen and supporting so many new/first time writers! your guidance the past few months has been amazing and i see how much everyone’s improved over time w all of your help. thank you @livmarauder, @jakedustry, and @cherrymayz for beta reading and being the first to see viscount vernon. another thanks to liv for making this wonderful banner, you’re truly so talented. lastly, thank you to everyone in this collab for your support!! i’m so grateful for all of you and watching everyone’s stories come to life has been awesome <3

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The low rattle of the carriage typically helped lull you to sleep on the long journeys you've endured before. You watched from the small window as the greenery of the countryside passed by slowly. Your stomach was in knots, thoughts running wild preventing you from enjoying a peaceful nap.

Bored! | Vernon

The two of you had been sitting on the couch for almost an hour without really saying much. Your laptop rested on your legs while you scrolled through something you weren’t even paying attention to anymore, and Vernon sat next to you with his headphones around his neck, lazily flipping through songs on his phone. It was quiet comfortable quiet, the kind that usually came easily between the two of you but tonight your boredom was starting to win. You sighed loudly.

Hansol didn’t even look up. “What.”

You slowly turned to stare at him. “How did you know I was going to say something?”

He shrugged, eyes still fixed on his phone. “You sighed like three times.”

You frowned. “I did not.”

“You did.”

You leaned back dramatically into the couch cushions. “I’m bored.”

Hansol hummed in acknowledgment like you had just commented on the weather. “Okay.”

Your head turned toward him immediately. “Okay??”

He finally glanced at you for a brief second before going right back to his phone. “Yeah.”

You stared at him like he had personally offended you. “That’s all you’re gonna say?”

“What do you want me to say?” he asked calmly.

“I don’t know,” you muttered, staring at the ceiling. “Something boyfriend-ish.”

That finally made him pause. He put his phone down and turned his head to look at you properly now, one eyebrow lifting slightly. “Boyfriend-ish?”

“Yes,” you said quickly. “Like you could’ve said ‘oh no baby let’s do something fun together’ or ‘don’t worry I’ll entertain you.’”

Hansol blinked at you for a moment, processing that. Then he leaned back into the couch again with a small sigh. “That sounds exhausting.”

You gasped dramatically. “Wow. Okay. I see how it is.” Crossing your arms, you turned away from him like you were done with the conversation.

A few quiet seconds passed before you suddenly felt the couch shift beside you. Before you could react, Vernon reached over and grabbed your wrist, pulling you sideways until you half fell against him.

“Hey”

His arm wrapped around you easily, settling you against his chest like it was the most natural thing in the world. “There,” he said simply.

You blinked up at him. “What?”

“You said you were bored.”

“Yes?”

“So now you’re not alone.”

You stared at him, trying to decide if he was serious. “That’s your solution?”

“Yeah.”

You narrowed your eyes. “That’s the least effort solution ever.”

Hansol shrugged again, completely unbothered. “But it worked.”

You opened your mouth to argue, ready to prove him wrong but then you realized you were already comfortable. His arm was warm around your shoulders, your head resting naturally against him while his thumb absentmindedly traced small circles on your arm as he picked his phone back up to scroll through songs.

You sighed again, but this time it came out softer.

Hansol glanced down at you. “See,” he said quietly. “You stopped complaining.”

You poked his side in retaliation. “You’re so annoying.”

“Mm.”

“but it is working,” you admitted.

A tiny smile appeared on Hansol’s face, barely noticeable as he looked back at his phone.

“Exactly.”

mark should learn from vernon’s shirts instead of wearing some “vintage” thing