#( wc: 596 )

[lgctaeha]

「 ❀ 」  ━━ ˗ˏˋ DO YOU OR DO YOU NOT !

NOSTALGIA ✿ PREP WEEK 7

It almost feels like an average day of rehearsals back in Taeha's usual practice room, albeit a bit cramped with all of the female trainees squeezing into one space. The Agito track plays on somewhat of a loop, the only interruption being a few pointers here and there from the coaches and the special guests of the affair. Though there is just too many of them and just too little time for in depth help, she appreciates having senior idols sit in ( despite how nerve wracking it could be to perform a song in front of the ones who have already perfected it on stage after stage ).

Their final run-through of the day seems to go off without a hitch. The girls have proven themselves in rehearsal and the only thing left was to bring all their hard work to the Nostalgia stage. There's a moment of debriefing - consider the critiques you've been given, practice in your free time, remember to have fun! - and the girls

'Taeha, can we chat for a moment.'

"Hm?" her brows lift, blinking over at the dance coach in confusion. "Me? Oh, yes, of course!" The other girls exchange a few concerned glances before shuffling out of the room. "Did I do something wrong - ?"

'No, nothing like that. You've been doing a great job with rehearsals. I can tell you're confident in the choreography, your musicality has improved a lot, and your stage presence has really shined this trimester. It's just... You seem... A bit distracted these days. Is something going on?'

She furrows her brows, nervously gripping at her backpack's straps. "I'm... not sure I know what you mean."

'Well, you've been spending more time alone between practice sessions. And more than one coach has commented on you daydreaming during critiques. Do you even remember the feedback you were given from your seniors?'

"Yes! Um... Variation in expression... Relax into the routine... More confidence in my rap - I was paying attention! I promise!" The coach doesn't seem to be very convinced, sighing deeply as she tucks her padfolio containing each trainee's individual report under her arm. 'Just stay focused. We want this last week to be your best yet.'

"It will be!" she beams, holding up her fist with a determined look in her eye. The coach huffs a laugh and dismisses her with a wave. She bows her head slightly and starts for the door - until a sudden thought gives her pause. "Coach, can I... ask you a question?!"

'What is i - ?'

"Are you married?" she blurts, eyes wide and brimming with anticipation.

The coach's endeared expression falters, sputtering an answer in shock. 'I - I don't discuss my personal life at -'

"It's alright, you can tell me! It will be our secret! What about a boyfriend? You know, I've been thinking about and I really think that you and - "

'Park Taeha.' She silences her with a raise of her hand, tone stern now. 'We were just discussing you staying focused on the performances? I know all about your little... hobby. But I ask that you please leave that sort of thing at the entrance doors. Your only priority should be matching yourself with the idol you want to be. Understood?'

"But, but, but - !"

There's no more room for debate as the coach shuffles her off into the hall. There are a few trainees waiting for her, their expressions full of concern with how hastily Taeha was rushed off. Still, she would not be deterred... All the woman's apprehension was just a little speed bump! Taeha - no, love - would persevere!

[oreoluvskento]

choso calling you mommy???

a/n: been thinking about this for dayyssssss, i had to give yall a taste, I NEED ITTTTTTT, I NEED HIM BADDDDDD

wc: 596

cw: female reader, wrote with black reader in mind but no mention of specific race, use of mommy, no use of y/n, handjobs, blowjobs, mention of face sitting (literally one time at the very end), choso is a good boy, reader is a dommy mommy

~~~

"is this enough, cho?" you ask sarcastically as you stroke your boyfriend's dick agonizingly slow.

"pleasee, you know its not enough," he whines, trying to thrust his hips up and you immediately let go. he groans at the loss of contact and you smile sadistically.

"you know what i want to hear," you sing, running your finger up and down his weeping cock. choso shudders at the sensation and rolls his eyes once he accepts what he has to do.

"mommy, please give me more," he deadpans and you frown. you take his dick in your hand and hold onto to it tight as you suddenly begin to stroke him quickly, taking him by surprise.

"say it like you mean it, cho. did you forget how well you did for me last time?" you ask, your pace unrelenting.

choso hisses and reaches out to grab your wrist when you begin jerking him off again. "ahhh, mommy, 's too fast, i'm going to cum early," he cries and you let go.

he's stuck jerking his hips up, the pleasure slowly but surely dying down. "now was that so hard?" you ask him, leaning down to kiss his tip. you lick your lips of the precum that stained them and lean in to give him a kiss.

he kisses you back, lips trembling at your constant teasing. "you want mommy to suck your cock?" you ask against his lips and he begins to nod furiously, his eyebrows furrowed. "use your words baby, let me hear you"

"i want mommy to suck my cock," he sheepishly admits and you sit back, taken by surprise.

"such a good boy!" you exclaim as you clap your hands. choso blushes as he looks away from you, but you noticed his cock jump and it makes you smile to yourself. you make your way in between his legs and lay down, looking up at him through your lashes. "i'll tap your thigh when i'm ready for you to cum, okay cho?"

he nods again, his bottom lip in his mouth as you lick a stripe up his cock, gathering precum at the tip of your tongue. without warning, you engulf the entirety of his dick into your mouth, pushing it straight into your throat, and choso jerks his hips up at the sudden pleasure.

"fuuucckkk, mommy, thats so good," he whimpers as you bob your head. the sounds that were coming out of you were so wet and loud, it was pushing him even closer to his orgasm.

choso grips the sheets hard as he tries not to cum, his toes curled and his chest heaving. you watch as his abdomen caves in and out and you know he's close. you tap his thigh, signaling for him to cum, and he begins breathing harder.

"thank you mommy, thank you, thank you, thank youuuuu," he moans hoarsely, as he cums, shooting cum straight down your throat. his orgasm last a while, his voice making sounds so pathetic you think you might cum just from hearing them.

as choso regains his sanity, he realizes that you're still sucking him off and that he's beginning to feel overstimulated. "'s too much, please- ah mommy please!" he whines and you finally pull away with a pop.

"that felt good? you liked that, cho'?" you ask as you wipe your mouth. you place your hand on his cheek and he leans into it, his eyes closed.

"mhm," he hums and you smile and give him a quick kiss.

"good, baby. now let mommy ride your face."

pt. 2?

[bunji-enthusiast]

Hi, I was wondering if you can do a smiling critters x caretaker!reader. I got this scenario in my head of the reader going missing for the few hours with one of the smiling critters (whichever one you decide) and the others get worried and go looking for them for hours until they find the reader asleep, using one of the smiling critters as a giant stuffed animal as they chill there doing whatever they normally do when their on break.

Sorry if it’s too many characters to write and you can limit yourself to a few if you need to. Just thought it was funny.

Missing!

Note || ah yes, the ol hit n’ run of cuteness.

WC || 596

Sypnosis || They thought it was strange to see you disappear, until upon discovery this was normal for you.

It was odd, recurring times of the day you would disappear out of nowhere. Alongside Bobby too, it had the other smiling critters wondering much about it. Though Bubba had suggested it wouldn’t be much trouble as you and Bobby were most likely fine and safe, having always been out of sight and out of mind as it would always be on breaks.

Strange enough, you never really seem to tell anyone where you are however. Straight up just vanishing without a momentary thought, it even left Crafty thinking about it. She thought it would be better if you at least tell other people where you are, so just in case something bad may have happened. 

Picky thought it was funny almost, seeing as how you had always asked for something to eat (knowing full well she can pull out all the stops when it comes to food), then just disappearing without letting anyone know your location. She can appreciate the fact you just do your job and probably just wants to rest. Though going into thin air all of the sudden with her friend Bobby had drawn cause for concern from Picky too like the rest of the smiling critters.

CatNap was not all that worried about you, knowing that you can take care of yourself when needed. He was rather in his thoughts about issues of abandonment, a whole area of something he was well introduced with.

DogDay being as leaderly as he was, thought it would be best to go look for the two of you. KickinChicken was admittedly reluctant, Hoppy was raring to go somewhere and on the off chance CatNap was rather interested in the situation now. No matter the emotional state of everyone, they all had voted then went off to look for you. 

It didn’t take long for you to be found, surprisingly, you weren’t far off from where your work campsite was, having been seen cuddling Bobby. DogDay was in relief, seeing that you two were okay and fine. Though a particular few of the Smiling Critters were jealous of Bobby that she got to cuddle you and nap. CatNap was an easy one to pick out as the jealous type, pouty enough that you remedied the situation with cuddles in return.

Safe to say it was all just a bit hectic for everyone, especially on the off chance of being too far stressed as well. 

Bonus:

“Aw! Let me join.” Crafty cried out, pouting as she crossed her arms. Hoppy lifted her head to where she was in the cuddle pile, then motioned for Crafty to join you and the rest of the Smiling Critters. They were all finely content, though some audible groans were left out. One being CatNap as his tail got stepped on by Bubba.

“Sorry.” Bubba winced, pulling back his feet and readjusting himself in the cuddle pile. CatNap let out a reprieved huff, signifying he wasn’t at all angry with Bubba. He was glad.

DogDay was happy to see the whole group together, made up of all his very dear friends, though they almost felt like family to him. He’d want to take care of you all any day.

“This is one of the best days of my life.”

“Sure, DogDay.” You spoke out, patting his arm. DogDay scoffed, playing off your patting with a pretend offended role, “How mean.” Suddenly, the whole group burst out in laughter. Slowly enough it dissolved into giggles from Hoppy, Kickin and Crafty.

Cuddles are great, but with a whole pile of friends is even greater.

[storiesaplenty]

Sly old Logan (18+)

Logan Howlett x f/Reader

Main Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings. Swearing. Smut under the cut. Unprotected sex. Mention of oral sex (m receiving) Wade being an annoying shit. P in V sex. Creampie.

WC: 596

©️ storiesaplenty 2024: do not repost or translate my work. This is the only place I post my work.

Summary: Logan is trying to spend some time alone with his girl, but Wade has other ideas.

"You gotta relax babygirl." I muttered against the back of her head as I slowly sank into her pussy.

Her back was arched, her mouth was hanging open as little puffs of air fell from her mouth.

We were facing the full length mirror and I could see every emotion come across her gorgeous face as she took me inch by agonising inch.

My eyes focused on her mouth, which had my cum drying at the corners and on her chin.

A shiver went down my spine when I thought about less than 5 minutes ago she had my cock down her throat, as I fucked her face.

I tried to pull her head away as I didn't want to cum just yet, but she gripped my thighs and sucked as hard as she could, making me cry out her name as I came down her throat.

There was so much, that it leaked out of the corners of her mouth and down her chin and chest.

Her pussy gripped my cock as I bottomed out.

I was about to pull my hips back to fuck the shit out of her, when there was a knock on my bedroom door. "Logan, you in there buddy?"

Fucking Wade.

I saw her eyes fly open, and she made eye contact with me in the mirror. I placed my finger infront of my mouth, indicating for her to be quiet.

I could see his Wade's shadow from underneath the door, and I knew he wasn't going anywhere.

"I know you're in there."

"Fuck off Wade." I pulled my hips back and thrust back into her pussy, making her cover her mouth just as she yelped.

"You jerking it there? Playing with little wolvie there?"

"Wade, I will cut off your head if you don't fuck off."

My voice changed an octave when she moved her hips forward, slamming her ass back against me.

"Alright." He said, leaving us alone.

"You're in for it." Was all I said before I gripped her hips before pulling back, and slamming back into her pussy, making her squeal.

I fucked her into my mattress, her own covering her mouth to keep her as quiet as possible as I fucked her.

I pulled out, slapped her ass a couple of times, the sound echoing off the walls, then I flipped her onto her back.

"Logan." She kept mumbling, as I put her legs over my shoulders and folded her in half as I pounded her pussy at a brutal and fast pace.

I could hear how she wet she was.

"You have someone in there with you? You sly, old dog." Came the annoying voice of Wade from behind the door again.

"Logan, maybe," I shook my head no, interrupting whatever she was going to say.

"Ignore that shit head."

I was barley pulling out before I slammed back into her.

"Close, so close Logan." She moaned as tears started to stream down her face.

I changed the angle of my hips, making sure to hit that spot inside her.

"LOGAN!" She screamed as she came, arching her back. I held her as I fucked her through her orgasm, ignoring the Wade cheering for us.

With a growl, I came, my hips bucking until I stilled.

My eyes fluttering as I came more than I have in a very long time.

"Fucking hell." I muttered as I laid down next to her.

"I am so proud you were able to get it up, Logan." Followed by clapping.

Yeah, I am going to kill Wade.

[lovelyjj]

Happy Birthday

jj maybank x reader

wc: 596

a/n: today is my birthday and i wish i had a JJ with me so i wrote this little blurb, enjoy!

You have always hated your birthday. It just reminded you that you have no friends. This year however you became friends with the pogues. So maybe your birthday won’t be as bad as the ones before. You were also dating JJ so maybe that might make things better as well.

Turning 20 felt daunting. You were no longer a teenager and that made you sad. You felt like you had to be an actual adult now. You woke up and checked your messages. All of the pogues including JJ wished you a happy birthday through text. You felt loved.

Unbeknownst to you, JJ planned your whole day. He was excited. He thought a lot about this. You meant everything to JJ and he wanted your special day to be the best day ever.

The first part of the plan was to celebrate with all the pogues. He went to your house to pick you up in the morning. He arrived and knocked on your window, which you gladly opened and pulled him in.

“Hey cupcake, happy birthday!” JJ embraced you.

“Hi, thank you Jayj, it’s starting to be a happy birthday now that you’re here.”

“Let’s get going yeah?” JJ walked you out of your house as you said your goodbyes to your parents. You had a small exchange with them before JJ got there.

When you arrived at the château, it was all decorated with streamers and balloons. There was a banner as well. It was amazing. John B, Sarah, Pope, and Kiara were all there and they all greeted you. They wished you a happy birthday in person too.

You celebrated with your friends and had a blast. You laughed and chatted and ate lunch. It was very enjoyable and fun.

“So what have you and JJ got planned for the rest of the day?” John B asked.

“I’m not sure he won’t tell me,” you spoke.

“Aw i’m sure it’s going to be good.”

“Don’t worry it’s gonna be magical,” JJ explained.

“I’m gonna spoil her rotten.” JJ continued.

You smiled at him. You loved him more than anything. You felt like he was your soulmate and he made you happy. Even if JJ didn’t plan anything for your birthday just being with him would be enough.

JJ took you to a fancy dinner which was wonderful. Then JJ took you to the beach. When you got there there was a blanked all spread out with a dozen battery powered candles. JJ set up a little spot to watch the sunset.

“You did all this?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s beautiful,” you said in wonder.

“Can I give you my present now?” JJ asked.

“Of course.”

The two of you sat in the blanket and cuddled up together. JJ pulled out a small box from his pocket and handed it to you. You ripped open the wrapping paper and opened the box. It was a beautiful gold necklace with a small heart pendant. On one side it had the letter “J” engraved.

“Oh this is so stunning, I love it! Thank you Jayj. Help me put it on?”

“Yeah for sure.”

JJ helped you put the necklace on. Then the two of you watched the sunset. It was breathtaking. Then JJ looked around and saw nobody was around.

“Wanna make you feel good angel,” JJ hummed.

Then JJ made love to you on the beach and you couldn’t be happier. Your day was filled with happiness and joy. JJ went the extra mile to make today perfect. With him you really did have a happy birthday.

[t-r99]

Eager

Nagi Seishiro x reader

warning: mild smut

wc: 596

"Mmm . . . 'm sore everywhere." Nagi mumbles tiredly. He groans at the feeling of your thumbs digging into his lower back and massaging his tight muscles.

He feels a weight on his back and glances behind him to see that you've lied down on top of him. "Feel any better?" You ask.

"Yeah." He whispers. "Thanks." Nagi shifts and turns enough to put an around your neck and pulls you down to the mattress. "Cuddles." He nuzzles against your cheek gently, then sighs in content when you turn your head to kiss him. "Don't mind training if it means I can come to this every time."

"Oh?" You raise a brow at that. "Am I that good of a personal masseuse?"

Nagi hums and closes his eyes. "Mhm."

Your lips meet again and Nagi holds you close, deepening the kiss.

"But you're still a bit tense, y'know." You smile against his lips with a hand slowly traveling down his side. "Never leave a job unfinished."

Your touch alone is always enough to make his blood rush and make Nagi moan with need and kiss you hungrily, going against his laid back and lazy personality with how he seems to almost try to devour you with each kiss.

Quick to free his already hardening length, you push his sweats down and wrap your soft, dainty fingers around his cock. His hips jerk forward and he whines against your lips, a wordless plea for more.

Nagi's lips leave yours and he kisses your cheek instead, trailing down your face and moving down to your neck where he leaves hot open mouthed kisses and moans against your warm skin between each one.

"Eager, are we?" You smile.

Nagi pushes you on your back and sits up on his knees. He looks down, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth with a shudder at the sight of you pumping his cock and it makes his chest feel tight.

He can hardly breathe from pleasure, head feeling light. "Hnnn . . ." His head rolls back. "F- Faster." Nagi leans back and presses his palms down against the mattress, fisting the sheets.

He feels hot and heavy in your hand.

Nagi moves his hips again, fucking your hand as his orgasm draws near.

His balls grow tight and his cock aches with the need for release, and Nagi almost faints when you move and scoot down enough to push your head towards him and wrap your soft lips around the head of his cock, still stroking him at a fast pace.

It makes him lean forward instead and his thighs jerk forward to push his cock deeper into your warm mouth just as he finally cums, filling your throat. You're more than happy to swallow, it turns you on like never before.

"Yeah, that's it," Nagi pants. Your hands grip his hips as you moan around his cock and he lets out a shaky breath. "'s right, swallow it all for me." He fucks your mouth, thrusting slowly as he rides it out.

You look up at him with dazed eyes as he pulls out of your warm mouth, and it feels too empty.

Nagi pushes a thumb into your mouth and you swirl your tongue around the thick digit with a moan. You look cute like this, all dumb from only having his cock in your hand and briefly in your mouth. "Did you like that, babe?" Nagi lays down on top of you. "Did it feel good to suck me off?"

Rather than answer, you lean up to kiss him.

It felt amazing.

[leebitkitty]

Hi just wanted to ask abt sub!hyunjin with a overstimulation kink?

Also can I be 🪐 anon?

hi! ofc you can be 🪐 anon!

"babe, it's too much"

genre: smut pretty obv

warnings: sub!hyunjin, gn!reader, dom!reader (no gender specified), oral (sub recieving), consented somnophilia, use of the word "babe", swearing, slight aftercare at end.

wc: 596

you were asleep next to hyunjin, last nights memories long forgotten. you silently woke up to a restless hyunjin moving around on his side of the bed, whimpering slightly. you peered to him and immediately saw his little problem.

you guys have been talking about consenting eachother to somnophilia, and you both gave permission to one another. you quietly sat up and licked right under hyunjins ear, near the start of hyunjins jawline where you knew he was most sensitive. he let out a drawn-out whine and you could almost see tears pooling at the corner of his closed eyes.

you gently flipped up his shirt, not wanting to awake him, and pecked at his defined abs. moving down, you gently stroked hyunjins clothed tent, which seemed to have grown bigger since you first woke up.

hyunjin arched his back at your ministrations, and he was loudly whimpering and whining for your touch at this point. you slid hyunjins sweatpants off his legs just enough to show his boxers. you touched him through his boxers, precum already letting loose. you rubbed that same precum around him, looking up and seeing hyunjins face contort in pleasure.

he let out delicious loud whines and almost screamed when you started biting his neck, keeping you pace on stroking him through his boxers. he was getting so close, and he immediately woke up, confused. "h-huh? babe what are you-", he was immediately cut off with a loud moan as you started licking him through his boxers.

feeling his senses be pleasured, he threw his head back. "oh h-hell, babe, i'm so close, y/n, babe please, i'm so close baby", he blabbered, you stroking him faster. you came up to his ear and whispered, "cum". he immediately shot his load into his boxers, staining them.

not even giving him a second to catch a breath, you immediately pulled his boxers down and harshly licked his cum away, stroking him fast. hyunjin almost jumped out of the bed, feeling his senses go into overdrive. "fuck, babe, oh god, its too much.. it's so much, p-please" he said. "your face is telling me you enjoy this, but your mouth is saying something else? even if i was dumb i could tell you are enjoying this, hm?" you said, licking his v-line.

in fact, he was enjoying it. he always wanted to feel his senses go into max, he just wasn't used to it. he let out a scream as you took all of his length into your mouth, swallowing on him.

you moaned on him, and feeling the vibrations strike through him, he grabbed your hair and moved your head around. normally, you would normally punish him for this behavior, but something about the way his eyes were fluttering into the back of his head, his sweaty hair clung to his forehead, and the way he violently shook his body and his gaping mouth made you let his rule-breaking slip just this once.

"f-fuck, babe, i'm so close, please let me cum- oh shit!" he whined as he blew his loud in your mouth, torso, arms, and legs shaking hard. his eyes were still closed as he calmed down from his high, only to be awakened by you cleaning his body up with a damp cotton cloth.

you were careful to be gentle with him, cleaning up without making him more stimulated. after you were done, you laid next to him, pecking his face while telling him how much of a good boy he's been and how much you love him <3

leebitkitty, july 2023 ©

[luvyeni]

Hello 🤗

So, I had a request. what type of students do you think enhypen would be? And how would they be around their crush??

It's a soft, fluffy, request... And have a great day/night.

—｛🎂｝TYPE OF STUDENT THEY ARE; W/ ENHYPEN

pairings. student!enhypen x fem!reader

wc. 596

warnings. none it's fluffy <3

authors note. i hope you like it !

—｛🍰｝... JUNGWON ! ⋮

the class president. jungwon is the student that everyone goes to when they have a problem, because he's trustworthy and reliable.

shy when you come up to him to ask him a question about the homework, let's you sit next to him and helps you with it.

brings you little sweet and snacks and gives them to you all through out the day when you're hungry.

stares at you when you accidentally fall asleep in class, taking down your notes , leaving little explanations for the harder ones for you, so you can be caught up.

—｛🍰｝... HEESEUNG ! ⋮

the campus crush. everyone loves heeseung, girls are constantly asking him to go on dates or "study", but he always politely turns them down.

shy sometimes when he see's you walking down the hall with your friends, but he still waves to you, smiling when you wave back.

always says he needs to stay behind with you so you can study together even though he knows the material, he just want's to be around you.

turns down girl who wants to date him because he's waiting for the perfect time to ask you out.

—｛🍰｝... JAY ! ⋮

the gentleman. no matter if you're a teacher ; or a student , jay is such a people pleaser, but in a good one , constantly going out his way to make people happy.

even more of a gentlemen when it comes to you, holding your bags for you, waiting by your locker so he can walk you to your next class.

always offers you a ride home after school, and once you get more comfortable with him, he'll come pick you up from your house.

buys your lunch so you won't have to eat the school lunch, and sits down next to you while you eat.

—｛🍰｝... JAKE ! ⋮

the athletic flirt. the cute soccer player, who is also quite the flirt , sometimes he doesn't even mean it , it's just the way he says things.

his flirting is at a 10 always, can't help send you wink from acoss the classroom, smirking when you turn away shyly.

begs you to come to his soccer games, tells you you're his good luck charm. when you do show up, he can't help but look up at you every chance he get.

gives you his jersey and tells you to wear it so no one else will try and flirt with you.

—｛🍰｝... SUNGHOON ! ⋮

the popular guy. he loves the attention , he loves when people give him compliments , he doesn't have to do much and people are giving him the world.

makes it seem like you like him more than he like you , when in reality he gets so anxious when you aren't in school one day.

shows up to the classes you don't have together just to see you , he knows the teacher won't say anything.

calls you before lunch and tell you to meet him somewhere private so you can have lunch together without people bothering you.

—｛🍰｝... SUNOO ! ⋮

friends with everyone. will find a way to talk to anyone, he never has a problem with anyone because he's so nice and gets along well with everyone.

leaving the table full of people wanting to talk to him just to sit by you when he notices you sitting by yourself at lunch.

waits for you at the end of the day so he can walk you home , holds your bag for you while you walk home.

tells people respectfully to back up and give him space when he notices you getting overwhelmed by everyone being around trying to talk to him.

—｛🍰｝... NI-KI ! ⋮

the class clown. the class clown that can even get the teacher laughing. he's charming, so even if he does so happened to take a joke to far, he can get out of it with his smile.

he loves to tease you , grabbing your jacket, or bookbag, pulling you back so you can't get to your next class, but laughing and calling you cute when you began to pout and whine about being late.

makes sure he always sits next to you in class, even though he never pays attention, instead he takes this time to make you laugh even though you're supposed to be doing your school work.

lays his head down on the table, watching you do your work, smiling telling you "i'll just copy you" when you tell him to focus.

©️LUVYENI

[okwonyo]

박종성﹒you live by the sun.

staring﹑ park jongseong + femreader genre﹑ fluff && est. r.s warnings ﹑ no proofread. skinship, kissing && english isn't my first language ౨ৎ wc ? 596 © ( wonuslust )

ָ࣪ ཐིཋྀ۪ ׅ ࣪ none.

• jay is the coolest boyfriend to ever exist

• although he might be a little awkward the very first times you talk to him, his cool aura remains. which cause you to want him even more.

• it would not be extremely obvious that he has a crush on you. but he will try to show you that he appreciates you by doing small gestures and act of services.

• will insist to help you learn the guitar just to be close to you. even if you know how to play.

• "you know i can play just fine right?" "yuh huh" then he corrects every little move you do just to touch your hand and replace it on the exact spot it was originally on.

• thinks you are dating after the first date

• was already boyfriend coded when he just had a crush one you. so you are not surprised by half of the things he does.

• want to match outfits with you. every. single. time. you go out.

• even if it's just for grocery shopping and you are in your "nobody is going to see me" outfit. his "nobody will see me" outfit compliments yours perfectly. it's insane. it became a "nobody is going to see us" outfit, at some point.

• when he buys clothes, he buys clothes for you too. that match his of course or when you buy clothes, he buys clothes that match yours.

• matching jewelry aswell !!!!!

• buys a necklace with the first letter of your name on it and makes sure to wear v-necks for months.

• has a polaroid of you in his phone case and sends you pics of himself every hour.

• you are the only girl he follows on social medias.

• cooks for you. a lot.

• breakfast, lunch, snack, dinner, supper, midnight snack. he will COOK.

• cooks for your family the first time he mets them. making sure to remember everyone's food preferences. now your family loves him more than they love you and tells you to marry him asap.

• says love confessions out of the blue.

• you could be making fun of jay and his over-caring (dear god, is it even a word?) behavior; "i'm a tough girl, i can take care of myself." and he will respond "i know. but we're a team now. we take care of each other"

•oh and how could we forget the non-stop princesses treatment.

• you have the worst princess attitude ever and people say that no one will ever put up with it? it wrong, park jongseong will.

• your feet hurts because you wore heels for too long? he carries you, bridal style, during the whole way home.

• you have ten shopping bags and can't carry them all yourself? jay does it for you, not a single bag in your hands.

• you look at something for 1 second and jay notices it? it's in your hands the next day.

• you are cold because it's freezing but didn't take a jacket fearing it wouldn't go with your outfit? jay gives you his. (and it goes with your outfit just well because he matched his outfit with your and was prepared to this kind of scenario)

• you could have the worst princess attitude in the world, your boyfriend will put up with it. from carrying your bag to tying your shoes. he will do anything for you.

• even calls you "princess" and offered you a crown for your birthday.

• arm around your shoulders everywhere and never let you walk by the side of the road.

• jay is so boyfriend material and cool it drives me insane.

(˃ ⌑ ˂ഃ ) sheduled .ᐟ

[slavicviking]

Steddie: “Please, put it DOWN.”

From this

wc: 596

Eddie wakes up to a sound of something heavy falling to the ground. His arm stretches over the sheet only to find the opposite side of the bed empty but still warm.

“Whuh?”

He props himself on his elbows, already knowing his hair must look like a crow’s nest, confused curls sticking out in every direction. He pushes out the fringe with his hand, squinting and trying to see what’s going on.

Thunk. Something bumps under the mattress and Eddie shrieks.

“Shh, be quiet!”

“Steve?”

His boyfriend’s hair shows up first, followed by his back, clad in nothing but a ratty T-shirt he stole from Eddie before they were even, well, them. Eddie recognizes it by a thumb-sized hole by the collar even in the dark room. Which reminds him.

“Why are you under the b-mph,” a sweaty hand clamps over his mouth before he can finish. Steve looks at him, something wild in his wide eyes. He presses a finger to his lips and later taps his left ear. Eddie tilts his head.

A faint sound of shuffling. Muffled voices.

Someone’s downstairs.

Panic grips his chest and a shallow breath gets caught in his lungs. Who would choose the night before Christmas morning to rob a place? In a rich neighborhood like that? Unless it’s not a regular robber – unless it’s connected to the stacks of signed NDA’s, or the lab, or – Russians?

Wait. The Night before Christmas-

Oh. Oh. Eddie fucked up.

Before he manages to scramble out of the bed, Steve found what he’s been looking for under the bed and placed himself by the doors leading out to the corridor.

“Steve-wait!”

His boyfriend wastes no time to shush him and only then Eddie notices the baseball bat filled with nails in his hands. Eddie has heard the legends, of course, but it’s the first time he sees the nail bat in the flesh, so to speak. Steve, with his hair a mess and the weapon leaned over his shoulder, looks like a wild animal ready to pounce.

“Stay here,” he tells Eddie in a harsh whisper that left little to no space to negotiate. “I’ll take care of it.”

“Noo, no. I can’t let you do that,” Eddie replies but Steve is already gone. Shit.

“Steve!” Eddie runs after him downstairs. “Please, put it down!”

The lights downstairs flickers alive, revealing two culprits responsible for the ruckus.

“Hey, Munson, what the fuck?” Red scowls at him, hands on her hips.

“I forgot,” he skips the last two steps. “I totally forgot. That’s on me.”

“Eddie,” Dustin whines. “You promised!”

“I know, I fucked up-“

“What the hell is going on?” Steve’s grip on the nail bat loosens up a bit and frustration replaces panic. His eyes dart between Eddie and the two high schoolers.

“It was supposed to be a surprise,” Max grumbles before pulling out a bag from behind her, a couple of wrapped packages peering out from the inside.

“You got…presents?” Steve frowns, confused. “Why?”

Max looks to the side. Dustin shrugs.

“Because they love you,” Eddie takes the initiative, walking up to Steve and patiently praying away the nail bat, finger by finger. “We love you.”

“Oh,” is all Steve says but there are unshed tears in his eyes. He sniffles.

“And you weren’t supposed to be here,” Dustin grumbles and points at Eddie. “He was supposed to make sure.”

A warm hand squeezes Eddie’s and he can’t help but smile amidst all the unfair accusations. Steve grins a little, too. “You know. I think I’m actually glad we were.”

[gummysharklover]

KALEIDOSCOPE !

summary: ᯓ˚࿔ schlatt x reader angst; based off of kaleidoscope by chappell roan

notes: ᯓ˚࿔ ANGST </3 ᯓ˚࿔ gn!reader (no use of prns) ᯓ˚࿔ no use of y/n ᯓ˚࿔ guys sorry D: ᯓ˚࿔ lowkey asshole!schlatt ᯓ˚࿔ not proofread!

wc: ᯓ˚࿔ 596

It wasn't supposed to happen—you weren't supposed to fall in love with Schlatt. It just happened.

You wish it never did.

He promised you'd stay friends, but you suppose he'd promised much more, and look where you are now. You're sitting on your bed with puffy eyes that have practically been rubbed raw. You shake your head—maybe he just needed some time. That's what it was. He needed more time. Time away from you—time to recollect himself—time to get back to normal. Though, you weren't quite sure what 'normal' meant anymore.

You feel disgusting. You've done nothing but cry the past day and a half, and the one person who's usually there to comfort you has removed you from his life. You desperately cling to his sweater, wailing into it as you reminisce on the relationship.

Love was a very confusing thing, you thought. Because it brought you so much joy at one point—you think about meeting Schlatt—his brooding attitude and your fear that he didn't like you. Then love blossomed in your chest as he messaged you day by day. But, as you sit here, surrounded in misery, all you can think about is how love no longer blossoms—no, it seemed to claw at your insides, tearing you to shreds. You think about how you asked him if you could tell your best friend about him—his avoidant gaze and deep sigh. You were so excited, too, and you hate that he squandered that.

Still, you could never bring yourself to hate him because that meant hating part of yourself. You were somebody when you were with him; that person is still part of you.

You aren't quite sure how love shifted for him that day. Maybe it left that day—maybe it was never there to begin with.

"You know how I am about that kinda stuff," He mumbled, avoiding eye contact.

You smile, "But, Jay, she's my best friend. Can't she know?"

"We haven't even been..."

And there it was again, the avoidance of any kind of label.

"For a long time," He finished.

"Haven't been what?" You asked.

"C'mon, doll, don't do this," He pleaded, "I just... nobody can know."

You dejectedly nodded your head, biting your cheek as you did so.

"I love you," He said, tilting your chin to look into your eyes.

You smile sadly, "I love you too, Jay."

And that was the worst part. He said he loved you.

Love is everchanging, and you understand that; maybe that's why you're willing to forgive Schlatt despite everything he's done. Perhaps his love for you just... changed. But nothing's been the same since that day—since the day he took you home. Your meetings felt clandestine and oftentimes rushed.

One day, you went to meet up with him for breakfast, but you sat in the booth, waiting for him for just short of an hour. You got the phone call when you got home.

"But we can still stay friends..." There was an awkward silence over the static of the call, "If you want."

"Please?" You muttered.

But, in the back of your mind, you know you'll never see him again.

oops!

[jjungkookislife]

Kinktober Day 4

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟday 4: impact play *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

♡ pairing: namjoon x f. reader

♡ genre: established relationship, smut [18+]

♡ summary: sometimes you just need a good spanking

♡ wc: 596

♡ warnings: begging, spanking, paddling (one smack used as punishment), mention of a safeword but it's not used, one pussy slap, implied oral sex (oc sits on his face)

♡ date: October 18, 2023

Namjoon smirked as you settled over his lap. His large palm ran up and down your back before moving down to your ass. He squeezes a cheek, smiling smugly when you moan. 

“You look so pretty like this,” he whispers, as his fingertips trace a pattern on your skin. You’re breathless, topless on his lap, right on his thick thighs. You’ve asked for this, begged and pleaded to be taken over his lap for a spanking and perhaps a paddling. Namjoon was only too eager to please. 

The moment he’d walked through the front door, you were scrambling toward him in your pajamas. You’d helped him with his suit jacket and loosened his tie as you led him to the bedroom, begging him to take you over his lap and spank you. You’d been feeling needy all day, knowing a good spanking was what you needed.

Chuckling, Namjoon had allowed you to lead him with little effort. He only had you release him when he needed to roll his sleeves up. You nearly drooled at the sight of his muscular arms. Namjoon took his time in getting settled, asking you to strip for him until you were left in your red thong.

Namjoon allowed you to wiggle once out of impatience before his hand came down on the meaty part of your ass. You settled, apologizing and looking at him over your shoulder.

“Can you count for me, baby?” Namjoon asks as his hand goes over the curve of your butt. He squeezes again and meets your gaze. “To ten?”

“Yes,” you answer as you face forward, waiting for the first slap of his hand on your ass. It comes sooner than you think, the sound cutting through the room as you bite back a moan and count.

“One.”

“Good girl,” Namjoon praises, quickly delivering a second and third slap while alternating sides. You’re nearly panting by the time the last spank comes.

Namjoon is quick to soothe your stinging skin with his palms.

“You did so well for me, love,” he coos as he rubs your skin. Your thighs spread slightly and you reach a hand out to hand him a paddle.

“More?” Namjoon asks with a brow raised. 

You look at him from over your shoulder. “Maybe five?”

“Whatever you need, baby. Use your safe word if you want to stop, okay?” Namjoon checks in, waiting for your response before continuing.

“Yes, Joon,” you answer as you get comfortable on his lap. Your thighs press together, wet with your arousal as Namjoon passes the paddle over your ass to tease you. You shiver at the coldness and moan when it comes down on your cheek and then the other.

“Fuck,” you curse, moaning for Namjoon.

“Cursing gets you one more, baby,” he reminds you.

“Yes,” you nod and feel the paddle come down again, and again until he’s done. 

Namjoon sets the paddle aside before his hands are rubbing your ass carefully. Your skin is hot under his touch and he soothes it as best as possible before he’s rearranging you on the bed. 

You lay on your stomach as Namjoon climbs over you. His hands feel like heaven when he touches you, spreading your legs to see how wet you’ve gotten. He licks his lips, pressing a kiss to your cunt before his finger teases you, easily slipping in and then a second.

Namjoon licks his fingers clean, moaning and smacking your pussy. You moan his name loudly, asking for another before you’re straddling his face as he begs you to sit on him.

kinktober masterlist

[fcxyviixen]

redamancy

summary: after an unknown attack, lucifer enters a state of comatose. his soul entering a place called 'dreamland'. where he meets a unknown being called 'mc'. they hold his life candle in their hands everytime he sees them in this space of darkness. time is irrelevant in 'dreamland' so time in unknown, not knowing whether a day or a year has passed, lucifer tries to pass this time getting to know the unknown being.

pairing: lucifer x dreamland!gn!mc

rating: 14+

chapter wc: 596

warnings: n/a

the unknown being

Lucifer watched MC around the area he was in, he watched them to keep his eyes off of his pitiful and broken angel form. “Is there anyone else in this place?” Lucifer asked.

“In their own dreamlands, yes. There are about 1 more.” MC replied.

“Do you know what happens beyond this place?” Lucifer asked, he was trying to get a feel for who MC truly was besides just the ‘keeper of the dreamland’.

“Nothing beyond what a person tells me. Which is little.” MC answered, they had their back towards them. They looked human, no angel or demon qualities, actually they almost looked like a reaper in the black robe they were wearing.

“How long do people normally stay here?” Lucifer asked.

“Time is irrelevant here.” That was MC’s only answer. “But, normally when a person’s soul and body are back into place, it’s a normal sign they’ll wake up, or so I heard.”.

“So you heard?” Lucifer asked.

“I’ve had one that has returned to this place multiple times.” MC sighed. “He is a handful each time.”.

“Is he the one who is also here besides me?” Lucifer asked.

“Yes…” MC grumbled, the first emotion Lucifer saw that was truly real on the being’s face or voice. MC sighed, “Once he even asked the same questions you had, how did I become the keeper of this place.”.

“Did you answer him?” Lucifer asked.

“No, I did not answer him. He comes so often I find no need to speak with him no more.” MC replied.

“Did he ever find his broken piece?” Lucifer asked.

“He had no broken piece.” MC stated.

Lucifer looked a little shocked, by how MC put it: everyone had one, yet whoever this ‘he’ person was, did not have one?

“I believe you should be worried about finding your own broken piece, not an irrelevant man’s.” MC stated a bit coldly. They must really dislike whoever keeps coming back again and again.

It was something Lucifer had learned about the being, but not exactly what he wanted to learn. Lucifer huffed a bit to himself, deciding not to press it with the being. He was unaware what this being could do.

Lucifer looked back at his broken angel self. He truly did not know what his broken piece could be. Could it have been Lilith? Could it have been the anger he felt at his father. Or could it be that he didn’t feel like an angel when he lost faith?

Lucifer didn’t know, he never thought much about his past as an angel after he and his brothers had fallen to the Devildom. He didn’t want to think about it anymore, he wanted to remove his father’s claws, not insert them further.

“Just trying to think about it will drive you further from finding it.” MC stated, drawing Lucifer from his thoughts.

“You speak from experience?” Lucifer asked, it was what it sounded like to him.

MC sighed, “Yes. If you think too much of something, it’ll be harder to find what you’re looking for. Let it come to you naturally.”.

“Is that how you found yours?” Lucifer asked.

MC paused, “I’m not sure. I do not remember. Much of my past life’s memories faded after I became the keeper of the dreamland.”.

“So do you not remember how you came to own this place?” Lucifer asked.

“I remember clearly. It’s not a memory I would soon, or ever forget.” MC replied.

“You won’t tell me will you?” Lucifer asked, already knowing the answer.

“No.” Was all they answered.

[sailtomarina]

Your Royal Highness

“DRACO!”

“What!?”

“DID YOU FEED CROOKSHANKS?”

He ran a hand across his stubbled jaw as he considered the behemoth cat glaring right back at him, yellow eyes narrowed in a squashed orange face. The food in the bowl between them sat untouched despite him having poured it out more than 10 minutes prior.

“I did, but he won’t eat it!”

Hermione rounded the corner into the kitchen in her smart dress suit, all tight fabric and curves. He reached out a hand for a grab that was easily swatted aside.

“That’s because you only gave him his dry kibble. You need to add some of the food in the fridge.”

As she whisked away the bowl, Draco leveled his best side eye at her familiar. The bastard sat there licking his paws without a care in the world, as if he was owed only what the best money had to offer. Which was ridiculous, really, because Draco actually knew everything that money could buy and that smug creature did not deserve it.

“Here, see? You need to use this amount and evenly mix it in.” She handed him back the cat dish before pecking him on the cheek, squeezing his bum (the hypocrite), and rushing to the Floo. “I’ll see you at dinner tonight!”

Draco turned to face off once more with his furry nemesis. “Here you go, your Royal Highness, Crookshanks of the Flat Face, Lord of the Hidden Cottage, Half-blood Kneazle King, and My Worst Enemy.”

He dropped the dish onto the counter and yanked his hand away just before the beast swiped it with claws fully extended.

“You better believe I’m grabbing me some witch arse tonight, and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

Draco really should have felt ashamed at taunting Hermione’s familiar; he was only a cat, after all. There were times where he swore the animal was smarter than some humans, including those two idiot sidekicks of hers. If there was one thing he was thankful for, it was that Crookshanks seemed to hate them even more than he hated Draco. Oddly enough, the cat seemed to only like his mother, and every time she visited he perched himself on Narcissa’s lap in the perfect picture of royalty, a queen and her pet.

His musing over a fresh cup of coffee screeched to a halt at the strange wetness that suddenly formed over his foot. “Oi!”

Crookshanks was nowhere to be seen, but a bloodied mouse rested next to his big toe where it had rolled, leaving a red streak across his sock. Draco knew enough about cats to realize that this was the beast’s response to his previous statement—Crookshanks didn’t just act without reason. Either this was a declaration of distrust in Draco’s ability to provide for his witch, or a sign of acceptance in the wizard’s continued presence in their lives. Or, perhaps it was both.

He muttered a stasis charm and bagged the rodent to bring over to the Potters’ next time they visited. Their boys had a pet snake that always appreciated Crookshanks’ hunts. He then sent his cup and the familiar’s food bowl to clean in the sink while he grabbed his briefcase and made his way towards Hogwarts for the first round of classes.

Crookshanks really was lucky to have offered that mouse today, because Draco had half a mind to see what kind of potions could be made from a kneazle, particularly one as intelligent as this one. He was fairly certain Hermione would forgive him depending on the outcome.

Maybe tomorrow.

WC 596

[sirthisisa-wendys]

Hiii

Can you do Rindou with f!reader where she is kpop idol and bonten went to her concert and one of her members showed her VIP area and she saw bonten there and reader was emotional and after the concert she went there and they were all so sweet ti her(Mikey even was there) all bonten members look at reader like little sister especially Ran bc she is Rindou’s gf

Thank you

Hopefully, I did this to your liking, Anon! I know little to nothing about K-Pop, but here's hoping this works.

His Idol: Rindou Haitani x Fem!Reader

wc: 596

tw: fluff

masterlist

Money laundering is a common practice for gangs.

Whether that money goes to the various shell companies or the very real image of a K-Pop idol, it doesn't matter.

And oftentimes, you find that Bonten - a gang you've associated yourself with for various reasons (protection at first, then the younger Haitani brother, Rindou) - enjoys checking up on their investments.

"Ms. y/n?" You stop adjusting your skirt and look up at your assistant, who is holding her phone close, wide-eyed. "There are some people here to see you..." You question the woman with nothing but a look, and she steps aside just as Rindou Haitani walks past her and into the dressing room.

"Rin!" you shout, forgetting the costume and throwing your arms wide. "I didn't think you were going to make it..."

"I try my best to be present for my girl," Rindou replies, kissing your cheek and grinning. "Wouldn't miss the show for the world. Especially when you're in town."

"Are you staying late tonight?" you wonder, pressing his cheeks between your hands.

"As late as you want me to," Rindou murmurs through smushed lips. You laugh and give him a tender kiss once, twice, and a third time before you pull back.

"I have to go," you whisper just as the voices of the backstage hands get closer. "I love you."

"Love you, too," Rindou whispers, then kisses you again before letting you go and walking out of the room. And you're in a daze while you perform, looking out for your purple-haired boyfriend and his companions. You spot them not too far away from the stage - but not close enough where you could give a wink or an extra smile. That would be saved for later.

After the concert, it seems like the energy is still high while you wipe the sweat off your brow and hurry for a quick change in the dressing rooms.

"Was that Rindou out there?" one of your performers questions, and you giggle breathlessly.

"Isn't he so sweet to come just for me?"

It's like time is sand running through your fingers while you shower, change, and prepare yourself to greet your patrons. You can't move fast enough, it seems. But when you emerge from the dressing room in a new outfit and a fresh face, you see most of Bonten hanging out backstage, chatting and hanging out.

"Thanks for waiting," you exhale, offering them a wide smile. "I'm surprised all of you came tonight."

"It's not like we would miss it," Mikey mentions. You notice he must have eaten just moments before because his hands are devoid of snacks, which is rare. "We've poured a lot of money into this."

"But you did great," Ran chimes in, locking his phone and placing it in his pocket. "I was really impressed with the costumes and the set!"

"It was a lot of work," you admit while Rindou wraps his arms around your shoulders and kisses your neck. Takeomi nods, his face not betraying any emotion other than satisfaction. And Kokonoi... well, he seems to be on a call with how animated he is - hands gesturing as his voice filters in through the other noise.

"Why don't we go celebrate?" Kakucho wonders, nudging Takeomi. "We'll put it on your tab, old man. Mochi, call a cab for us, will you?"

"Isn't like he's good for anything else," Sanzu adds. You look over the group as you walk out, still in awe at the men who seem to have taken you under their wing.

[mooodyblue]

can i request aus x e where austin is being casually affectionate and it makes elvis all flustered??

you got it 🫡 ty for the request !

wc: 596

masterlist

now, elvis was all about loving whoever you wanted. he really was. it took him some time to get around to it but at the end of the day–who cares, right? but he didn't swing that way. it’s never really crossed his mind. he didn't mind if austin did, to each's own.

but after living with austin for some time, he had time to question…..things.

it wasn't because of austin. of course not. they were just roommates, that's all. sure, he was a little attractive. little is an understatement. god, he was pretty. but he would never fully admit that to the man. he'd keep that to himself.

austin, on the other hand, was so infatuated with elvis. he was the most beautiful human being he had ever laid eyes on. even prior to meeting him, he always thought he was gorgeous. those pretty blue eyes, the marshmallow lips and long lashes–he was truly made by god.

first it was just small gestures; austin making tea for elvis when he didn't ask, fixing his plate for him during dinner, even just getting him something to drink when he was thirsty. but then it turned into much more. he stopped called elvis by his name, sticking to “el” or occasionally calling him “elvie” just to tease him. austin loved the way his cheeks turned a rosy pink when he called him elvie.

anytime they'd watch a movie together, he'd share his blanket with elvis. the two of them sharing the same blanket made elvis feel a little fuzzy, like a weird feeling in his stomach. he got the same feeling whenever austin would pick a piece of lint off of him or just give him soft, gentle pats on the back.

austin was driving him crazy. but then one morning, things took a turn.

elvis woke up at his usual time, padding slowly out of his room with a yawn and tousled, bed hair. he was greeted by austin in the kitchen, the scent of freshly brewed coffee filling the air. “g’mornin’ sleepyhead. sleep well?” he asked, pouring elvis his coffee and sliding the mug over towards him.

he sighed, taking the mug and resting one hand on the counter. “what do you think?” he took a sip from the mug, hissing at the hot, bitterness of the coffee going down his throat.

austin frowned, placing his hand over elvis's. “i’m sorry, el. maybe i can find something at the store later.” he set his own mug down and pressed his lips against elvis’s temple. “i’m gonna jump in the shower.”

elvis stood there, frozen. he nearly dropped his damn coffee. his cheeks turned red, warmth rushing through his entire body. austin was long gone in the shower by the time he came back to his senses. “now, what in the hell….” he muttered, looking around the kitchen confused.

��n-now, what…why…w-why did you kiss me?” elvis asked the moment austin stepped out of the bathroom, trying to not focus on how cute he looked with his damp hair falling over his eyes.

he let out a small laugh, “look at you–your face is all red. it's cute.”

“i am not–!” he gasped, “what are you talkin’ about?!”

“did you not like me kissing you?” austin raised an eyebrow, arms crossed.

“w-well…i mean..i-i didn't hate it–”

he threw his hands in the air, “then what's the problem?” austin winked at him before going into his room, shutting the door behind him.

elvis sat there in silence, sitting back on the sofa in disbelief. oh, he was so fucked.