#Tnx fluff

[pandacherryblossoms]

~ Tnx Text ~

Asking your boyfriend if he would still love you if you were a fly..

Taehun -

Hyunsoo -

Junhyeok -

Hwi -

Sungjun -

[0zru]

✦. ⊹ ˚ .꒰ tnx calming you down when you're stressed ꒱ ‧₊˚★

-anon req! -𓆤mika

- dear anon, im so sorry this took a while!! i have personal things that are going on, but i will try my best in the future to get the reqs done!!

☆taehun;

sfw; he would be so freaking sweet, he would put on your favorite movie and cuddle you until you felt better!

nsfw; taehun noticed that you were acting a bit off and that you had stuff on your mind. so, he would kiss you all over your face, collarbone, chess, and anywhere his lips could touch. he would finger you, starting off gently and quickening his pace soon after. today was all about you, and he wanted to make sure you knew.

☆kyungjun;

sfw; kyungjun would get you your favorite snacks and cuddle you while listening to you talk about your worries/day.

nsfw; kyungjun would notice how you looked like you were overthinking something. so he sat you down on his lap and kissed your neck. his hands would roam your body, wherever they took him. when his hand reached the band of your bottoms, he swiftly dipped his hands into your garments and began teasing your bud. he would also finger you and later bury himself deep into your walls, not in a fast-paced manor, but in a way that you knew he loved you.

☆hyunsoo;

sfw; my hyunsoo... he would cuddle tf out of you, listen to your worries, and have a party afterward. he would play your favorite music playlist that he made for times like this and make you laugh.

nsfw; hynsoo saw your abnormal facial expression when you were sitting on the couch. he is usually attentive about you and about how you feel, so he thought he was stressed, he was right. so without a second thought, he would instantly slip between your legs and eat you out until tomorrow (figuratively, but would do so if you let him). he wanted you to be relieved of your stress in a healthy manor, so why not eat you out?

☆junhyeok;

sfw; he would be sympathetic with you and listen to you speak. he would make you a warm bath with bubbles and make a little platter of food for you afterward.

nsfw; junhyeok would instantly notice your stressed face, and he wanted to make you feel better. he is (undoubtedly) an oral fixated person, so of course he would eat you out until you came on his face beautifully. he didn't care about his own release, he wanted to make sure his baby was alright.

☆eunhwi;

sfw; eunhwi would listen to your worries and kiss all over your face and tell you how much you mean to him and that you're the best girl in the world.

nsfw; eunhwi would treat you like the princess you are to him. when he saw how stressed you were, all he wanted to do was relieve it. he would guide you to your shared bedroom and place you down gently. he would kiss you soft and slow, savoring every little move and the sweet taste of your lips. he would slowly penetrate your gummy walls and make you cum with great pleasure. he wouldn't care about his own climax. only wanting to make you feel good.

☆sungjun;

sfw; sungjun would most definitely let you speak about what you're stressed about. when he saw you acting a bit off, he was worried, but he would cuddle you until you felt better.

nsfw; when he found out you were stressed and overwhelmed, he knew what to do instantly. he would kiss you lovingly and play with your beautiful nipples, teasing them and pinching them. before you could rest in his arms due to the pleasure, he picked you up and sat you down. he would let you sit on his face and use him to your will.. get all your worries out, sort of speak.

[strayfics]

[TNX] YOU KISS THEM OUT OF THE BLUE

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TAEHUN:

This boy will look at you with the biggest smile on his face and stars in his eyes.

He’s only mildly surprised.

Even if he wasn’t expecting it, it feels like a natural way to call his attention, so he just turns to you like, “Yes, do you need something?”

This reaction either backfires on you because you end up blushing and melting, or this is just a very casual and lovely moment between the two of you.

“No, just wanted to kiss you.”

He then pulls you into his arms and gives you a kiss on your temple.

KYUNGJUN:

Literally jumps out of his skin if you kiss him out of the blue, it’s very very bad for his poor heart.

He barely even registers that you kissed him and that your lips were on his skin.

Will start whining because 1) you just gave him a heart attack, 2) he’s embarrassed, 3) you are laughing at him instead of feeling sorry.

“Next time just ask me when you want to kiss me, like a normal person!”

“Okay. Can I kiss you?”

*blushes furiously* (the answer is yes, it’s always yes)

HYUNSOO:

He may or may not lets out a high pitched scream.

Then he’s clutching his chest and panting dramatically, complaining that you surprised him.

But also, he has a big grin on his face that’s impossible to wipe off.

He demands that you need to make up for his shock by giving him more kisses!

This somehow ends up turning into the both of you giggling because apparently your kisses are tickling his face and you have to laugh because he’s laughing too.

You two end up in a big tickle fight, it’s really wholesome.

JUNHYEOK:

He will just blink up at you curiously, silently asking what you’re up to.

When you smile at him innocently, he holds out his arm and does grabby hands while saying, “Come here.” in the cutest way humanly possible.

When you get close, he takes your hand and pulls you close.

It’s cuddling time now!!

I feel like he’s a very cuddly boi so it’s always cuddling time when you have nothing better to do.

You chat about this or that in low voices, giving each other a few more pecks, you two maybe even fall asleep on the couch.

HWI:

“Hey!” He glares at you when you give him a surprise kiss.

Not because he didn’t like it, because he’s trying to hide how flustered and embarrassed he is.

Unfortunately, he can’t control the way it seems like the warmth of your lips is seeping through his skin and makes his face feel like it’s on fire.

Yes, he’s blushing and tries very hard not to smile.

Intended angry grumbling turns into cute whining.

Kiss him again and he will just sigh and give up.

SUNGJUN:

He gasps a little because you caught him off guard but he doesn’t dislike it.

Actually, quite the opposite, he really wants you to give him more kisses and you’re really cute so he wants to kiss you too.

However, he’s a manly man so he can’t possibly just ask, that would be so embarrassing.

So the only solution is obviously to start teasing you!

“Oh, I didn’t know you wanted to kiss me so bad~”

You would try to deny it by saying that you just wanted to surprise him but too late, now he’s kissing you all over your face.

[woo-kyungjun]

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ill be back y'all i'm just not really feeling kpop rn 😭😭

I fell out of it a while back and just came back recently, and with how active the artists are (comebacks, shows, tours, etc) I'm a bit overwhelmed and I need to thin down my stan list a bit.

I have very very old requests (like probably a year, year and a half or so) that I still haven't done and they're literally plaguing me, and the only reason I haven't done them is loss of interests in certain groups and artists.

most of my asks are epex related (+ like one xdh ask) and they are still very dear to me, and I will still write for them when I choose to come back. I will work on an updated stan list (or at the very least, a list of artists I'll write for) and it will be linked here within a few days. I may also add certain game series/game characters in general as that's also a heavy HEAVY interest of mine.

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[randomcreator-09]

It's Cuffing Season (Jonathan Crane x Barista!Reader)

(Gif ain't mine > @breakfastonuranus)

>>>MASTERLIST<<<

>>>MINORS DNI<<<

✨NSFW [Stockholm Syndrome (Pretty self-explanatory), Abduction, Chocking, Bondage (cuffing), Oral (M!Rec), DubCon (cnc maybe?), PnV (Wrap it before you Tap it), Breeding kink, Candle Play, Overstimulation, and some other things that I may have forgotten], He fell in love with you but you didn't love him (as much) back so he had to do what any villain would do ^^, Crane's top but a softy his little princess, Crane just loves us~, Yes a lil Fluff and a bit of angst :3, also maybe mention of death (Parents)✨

🐧I'm learning my vocabs on NSFW content XD look how I'm adding up every smut warnings I know XD and it's actually not there XD. Please tell me if those are actually in the story damn :"D. Anyways this fic is for that request made, I hope this satisfies your need :3 cuz it did mine XD Although the phasing might be fast somehow... I tried putting all my ideas in one place heh, I hope I wrote it well :"D also the song comes in my mind as I wrote this is the one above... It's cuffing season~🐧

5K Words (I tried shortening it really... this is the best I could do ack)

Now... enjoy you mentally ill people (like me XD)

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"Jonathan Crane!" you screamed to the top of your lungs as you read the order name on the cup. Looking around to see if anyone would answer to that name, and there he came.

A man in his well-tailored black suit, accompanied by his brown vest and black tie. A divine for any lady to look at, but for you it was the last thing you found interesting about. You didn't have time to swoon over men right now. Tuition at your college was more than the budget your parents left you before passing and you had to work your ass off to get through. Plus this business was not running well (your parent's business) so you had to do what had to be done, work to the bones.

"Thanks, Miss?" he muttered as he grabbed his drink from the counter and looked you straight in the eye. He had ocean blue eyes that were accessorized with his rectangle cut glasses which made him look more heavenly. His lips pursed and cheeks well contoured, anyone could really just fall in love with this man with one look, you thought, but not you.

You were making the next order as you spoke, "Y/N" you said without thinking of anything, flashing him a quick smile before returning to getting busy.

He smiled back, but you didn't see that as you busied yourself. He nodded before leaving the store. It was sunny that day, a busy day in Gotham City. People out and about, havoc on the neighboring store and policemen drinking their coffee in your store, this was Gotham City, bow.

-----(Jonathan Crane POV)

As Jonathan walked through the streets of Gotham City, he smirked. 'Y/N's hands were on this cup' he thought smiling to himself, as he sipped through the lid. It has been long since he was obsessed with something, not to mention someone other than Batman.

He first saw you on the day havoc happened at your store, a burglary. He was in line to order his usual coffee, clearly pissed at how the line was moving slowly when three masked men came in pointing guns at your employee. It was his first time seeing you then, the owner of the café.

You came out with a nonchalant look as you came from the back kitchen and pointed a loaded shotgun at the masked men. "Out" was the only thing you said as the masked men went running (unfortunately their guns were empty and were just actually toys). He was amused how you knew their guns were empty, even then, you exuded confidence in what you did that day, something Crane found fascinating.

From then on he went to the café from day to day (if he had the time even hour by hour). When you weren't there he would just walk away with nothing in hand, but when you were, he'd order everything on the menu to keep you standing there picking his order from the glassed window, to see your cleavage creeping out your tight V-neck shirt, as his pants would feel tight with his bulge poking it. He really should do something about his obsession with you he thought.

And think he did. He has planned to abduct you and manage your dead parent's business while you were gone, so you'd call him a 'good boy' after manipulating your mind to love him. He planned on paying for your tuition after it too! He has spoken to your school's board to give you a scholarship already (to which you declined because the head of your college was known to give scholarships to people he'd like to fuck). He had a room for you in his apartment already, complete with all the clothes you have in your own small apartment (with extra touches of clothes he likes to see you in... such as expensive lingerie and such).

'Just you wait my love' he thought as he kept the empty cup to his stash of cups with your handwriting on his office desk drawer. 'you will be mine soon', as he closes the drawer shut with a bright smile.

-----(Your POV)

You breath was a mess, your memory a foggy one, as your vision went on and off.

You only remembered the dark night enveloping the streets. As you closed the shop early today (because one of your employees had midterm examinations and you had too), you were out at the back of the shop throwing the heavy bag of trash to the bin when your sight turned dark.

In panic, you tried to fight the four arms that kept you from removing the bag over your head to no avail. Screaming was useless in Gotham, so you didn't try to do so. They guided you up in a spaced van and tied your hand back, they were being rather careful with you, you thought. Like a porcelain from china being transported to the England museum.

Before you know it you were dead asleep, as you inhaled funny smelling air (sleeping gas you presumed).

Minutes passed by as your vision went on again. Seeing that handsome blue-eyed man smiling at the sight of you, and your out again.

-----(Jonathan Crane's POV)

'She's here!' Jonathan's mind was in haywire. He was excited as he saw you being ushered in his apartment by two of his men. However his smile faltered as he sees your wrist red from the rope tied around it.

"Fuck! I told you to be careful with her! You fucking dimwits!" he screamed as he trashed around his living room, throwing anything he saw to his men. "Sorry, Sir Crane, she was a feisty one you see-" he shot the man, he had no time for explanations. "Get out of my sight" he glared at the other who ran out.

Jonathan kneeled down to untie you and remove the black bag over your head. Oh, how majestic you looked sleeping, he could stare at you forever, even maybe when the two of you are old, he smiled at that.

"Welcome Home, Y/N" as he kissed your forehead before carrying you princess-style to your new room.

-----(Your POV)

As you blinked your eyes, adjusting to the light of the room. You finally see the room you were in, it was not your room. Panic consumes you as you realize there were shackles on your wrist, chained to the bed.

You couldn't possibly scream now, since you didn't scream earlier where it could have been evident. You just observed the room, looking for something to get yourself free. The room was in your favourite colour, shockingly it made you more at ease than panic. Some of your missing favorite clothes were on the open closet as well, with boxes of maybe new clothes. Pair of shoes and sandals that screamed 'expensive', you thought of the possibility that maybe a girl abducted you, but some of them were visibly your size.

Before you could find a way to escape the door creeks open. You close your eyes to pretend to be sleeping, but the person to open it doesn't seem to buy it.

"Oh Darling, I mean no harm," his deep voice echoes the room. You closely open your eyes to see the same man that goes to your cafe shop and only ever smiles at you.

"You!" exclaiming as you squirm through the chain to fight him. He rushes to you as he places a tray of food on the floor. "Darling, Darling Angel calm down my Love. I am here to protect you from this dangerous world, I am your only hope in this dark world. By the time everything is in havoc, you are safe here." as he tries to sooth you, patting your head as he sat beside your bedside.

"Fuck You, Jonathan!" you hiss at him, remembering his name as he was always in your cafe, in which he chuckles. "I believe that's not how you thank your saviour love," his voice in a darker tone than earlier as he stands up and picks up the tray of food, placing it on your lap. "Now, I will remove the cuffs on your wrist and you eat peacefully without fighting your savior or..." he pauses as his fingers tickle your wrist and moving slowly to grip on your neck ever so softly "... We do it the hard way and I might punish you, which, believe me, you might even enjoy, Y/N" as he smirks at you.

It took all in you to not tear up then. You prayed to God that this was just a sick dream and that you fainted from overworking, but it wasn't. As you feel his hands tighten their grip making you look at him, you suddenly drown in his ocean-blue eyes. If you weren't a busy woman and had time to date you'd probably dated him before, but this was sick, something you never thought a man with such a political figure like him would do.

Kicking the tray of food to the floor, you squirmed again, the cuffs tightening with your every move. Swearing to his face that you will never cooperate with him and he can kiss your ass. He laughs at that, he stands up after releasing your neck as you gasp for air. He then cleans up your mess and closes the door with a rather loud bang. As you cried in the room, waiting for the inevitable 'punishment'.

Hours has passed and the room turned dark along with the night creeping in the room. The door creaked open, slow and deliberate. Your breath hitched as the sound of footsteps filled the room, heavier this time. Jonathan Crane appeared once more, but now the light was dimmer, casting flickering shadows across his face. In his hand, a single candle burned, the flame dancing in the darkness.

"You seem to have a lot of fight in you," he murmured, setting the candle on a nearby table. "But I wonder..." He trailed off, his voice low and taunting as he approached the bed, pulling a small chair closer to where you lay cuffed. "How long will that fire last?"

He dragged the chair, its legs scraping against the floor, and sat down. His eyes gleamed with a sick curiosity, studying your every move, every breath. His fingers hovered over the flame, feeling its heat before he slowly turned his gaze back to you.

"You know, fear has many faces," he whispered. His hand, now inches from your skin, tilted the candle slightly. A bead of hot wax dripped, falling closer... closer...

"Please..." You whispered staring at the falling bead of wax rolling down the candle.

The first drop landed just above your stomach, the sting sharp but fleeting. You flinched, a hiss escaping your lips. Jonathan smirked, leaning forward. "Fear, pain... they blend together. And soon, you'll understand just how much I can make you feel."

The next drop fell, then another, each landing with precision, calculated to push you further without overwhelming you. Every slight movement you made only caused the shackles to tighten, reminding you of your helplessness.

"You will cooperate," he whispered darkly, "whether you like it or not."

The steady drip of hot wax continued, each drop sending a fresh wave of stinging heat across your skin. You couldn’t help it—you began to squirm, the restraints digging deeper into your wrists as you tried to twist away. Your heart raced, fear coursing through every vein.

“P-please,” you gasped, your voice shaking as you felt the heat of the wax inching closer to your chest. “Stop, I—I can’t take it.”

Jonathan’s eyes flickered with amusement, his lips curling into a smile that sent chills down your spine. He tilted the candle just enough to let a few more drops fall, ignoring your pleas. "Begging already?" he teased, the sound of his laughter dark and unsettling.

You squirmed harder, desperate to escape the pain, but there was nowhere to go. The shackles held you in place, trapping you in his game. "Jonathan, please!" you cried out, your voice breaking. "Stop, I’ll do whatever you want, just—please!"

He stood up then, towering over you, his eyes cold and devoid of mercy. "Do you really think begging will change anything?" he asked, his voice dripping with mockery. He leaned down, his breath warm against your ear as he whispered, “This is only the beginning.”

He chuckled, low and menacing, as he straightened, letting another drop fall from the candle with eerie precision. “I want you to remember this moment. Every time you think of resisting me... every time you think you have any control.”

You whimpered, squeezing your eyes shut as the heat burned into your skin again. His laugh echoed in your ears, cruel and unrelenting, as if your suffering was nothing more than a twisted form of entertainment for him.

"You’ll break," he said, his voice eerily calm. "And when you do... you’ll beg me to continue."

Your body trembled under the growing layer of hardened wax, the pain numbing into a dull throb as you finally broke down, tears slipping down your cheeks. Sobs wracked your chest, your will shattered as you lay helpless beneath him, the hot wax pooling in small rivers over your skin, solidifying into painful reminders of his control.

Jonathan finally paused, watching the tears fall with a look of satisfaction in his cold eyes. He placed the candle back on the table, its flame still flickering faintly. His gaze drifted down your body, where the wax now covered your skin in thick patches. He licked his lips, the silence between you heavy with unspoken tension.

Your eyes flickered downwards, catching the unmistakable bulge in his pants. The air shifted, heavier now, as he undid his belt with a slow, deliberate movement, the metal buckle clinking softly in the oppressive quiet.

His voice was low and dangerous as he looked down at you. "You've been such a defiant girl, Y/N," he said, his tone almost casual. "Now… you’re going to make it up to me."

He tugged down his pants, his eyes never leaving yours as he stood there, commanding and unyielding. "I think you know what comes next," he murmured, stepping closer, your eyes never leaving his as you tried to keep it there. "And listen very carefully—if I feel your teeth, you'll wish I had only used wax." you gritted your teeth as he aligns his length to your lips, making you look at his pink veiny cock.

He leaned in, grabbing a fistful of your hair to force you to meet his gaze. His grip was firm, but the smirk on his face was even crueler. "Now," he ordered, his voice deepening with lust. "Take me. And don't make me regret giving you this chance."

As you slowly opened your mouth to accommodate his grit. He slowly moved in your mouth. Soliciting a quiet moan out his lips as he slowly thrusts in and out your mouth, hands still tangled on your hair. "Good... Good girl," he hissed as his head bobs back from pleasure.

Tears ran down your cheeks as your throat chokes on the tip of his cock. Shackles still on your wrist as he slowly picks up his phase, making you squirm again, moaning at how his restless speed in your mouth made you feel soaking wet down below, bucking your knees together to create friction.

His speed was ethereal now, you hesitated, your throat tightening as you leaned forward, but Jonathan’s grip on your hair tightened, his warning clear in his eyes. You started, gagging slightly as he pushed you to take him deeper, but there was no room for hesitation. The pressure built, and just as you choked, he pulled back slightly, his hand flashing across your face with a sharp slap.

"Don’t stop now," he growled, dragging you back roughly. The force left no room for escape as he pushed you to take him fully, his breath quickening, his control slipping as you obeyed, doing your best to keep up. His pace quickened until the tension broke, and you felt him reach his climax.

"Ah! Fuck! Fuck! Take it! Take it, love!" Jonathan groaned, his body shuddering with release as he rutted into your mouth, the taste of him thick on your tongue. He held you there for a moment longer before finally pulling away, leaving you gasping for air, your throat raw and your body trembling.

Silence filled the room, broken only by the sound of your heavy breathing. Slowly, Jonathan's hands moved to the cuffs, undoing them with a gentleness that sharply contrasted the earlier brutality. As the restraints fell away, your sore wrists ached from the pressure, but you barely registered the pain.

“Shhh, it’s alright now,” he murmured softly, easing your arms down to your sides as you panted weakly, exhaustion washing over you. He wiped the sweat and wax from your skin with a damp cloth, moving with surprising care as he cleaned away the hardened remnants from your body. His touch was tender, almost reverent, as he wiped the corners of your mouth, his fingers brushing lightly against your lips.

“You did so well,” he whispered, his voice now gentle, devoid of the harsh edge it had held moments before. “You’re perfect.” His words were soft, almost affectionate, as he covered you with a warm blanket, tucking it around your body as if wrapping you in a cocoon of safety. "My fucking perfect angel." as he kissed your forehead.

As your eyes fluttered closed, too tired to fight sleep, Jonathan leaned down, pressing another kiss to your forehead. "Rest now. You're mine, and I’ll take care of you," he whispered, stroking your hair soothingly until you finally drifted off into unconsciousness.

-----(Months after abduction, Batman is dead)

You couldn’t help but laugh quietly to yourself as you gazed out the window, your reflection staring back at you. Months ago, you had cried endlessly, resisting every touch and command Jonathan gave. Now, those tears seemed so distant, almost laughable. The ‘punishments’ he promised had turned into something you craved—each session pushing you to new heights of pleasure. And afterward, the aftercare was so tender, so sweet, you had never felt so wanted. So cared for.

He had taken over everything: your safety, your business, and even your education. Your café ran smoothly under his careful management, leaving you to focus on finances from the comfort of his condo. The outside world? It felt foreign now, just a backdrop beyond the glass. Here, with him, was all you needed.

The door clicked open, and you immediately recognized the soft footsteps crossing the threshold. You didn’t turn around, but you could feel his presence before he even touched you. Jonathan was back.

A pair of arms wrapped around you from behind, his grip firm yet gentle, pulling you against him. “How was your day?” he murmured into your ear, his breath warm against your skin. You leaned back into his chest, feeling the weight of the day fade away as you melted into his embrace.

“Hard,” you groaned, thinking about the lessons. The professors he hired for you weren’t easy, and today had been especially draining. “College was hard... why do they make it so difficult?” (The professors came to the apartment, Jonathan doesn't want his princess to walk or drain herself to go out).

Jonathan chuckled softly, his hands trailing up and down your waist and hips in slow, soothing movements. "Difficult?" he whispered, pulling your head back gently so that your lips were inches from his. "I’ll have to deal with that professor, then... make sure they know better than to push you too hard."

Before you could respond, he captured your lips in a kiss, his grip firm as he held you in place. The tension melted from your body as you sank into him, the world outside completely forgotten. The kiss was slow but possessive, his lips claiming yours with an undeniable hunger that left you breathless.

When he finally pulled away, his lips brushing against your ear, his voice was a low, commanding murmur. “Let’s go upstairs.”

You nodded, your body already responding to his words, anticipation building as he guided you up the stairs to the room, knowing exactly what was coming next.

As you reached the top of the stairs, Jonathan didn’t lead you toward his room. Instead, he pulled you toward yours. The familiar space, the one place that was entirely yours within his domain, now felt smaller with him so close. The moment you entered, he pressed you firmly against the wall, his body pinning yours in a way that made your breath hitch.

His lips captured yours again, more intense this time, his hand snaking around your waist as he deepened the kiss. You could feel the controlled desire in the way he held you, as though he was fighting to maintain his composure. When he finally broke the kiss, his eyes darkened as they roamed over you, a quiet hunger simmering beneath the surface.

With deliberate slowness, Jonathan reached for the silky coat draped over your body, sliding it off your shoulders with one fluid motion. The fabric fell to the floor, pooling around your feet, leaving you standing there in the black lingerie you knew he adored. His breath hitched, his eyes widening ever so slightly as he took in the sight before him.

The lingerie clung to your curves, the sheer black fabric leaving little to the imagination. Intricate lace patterns adorned the cups, framing your chest in a way that was both delicate and provocative. Thin straps crisscrossed over your torso, highlighting your waist, while the sheer fabric cascaded down, barely covering the tops of your thighs. The black lace was cut in such a way that it hinted at more, teasing him, daring him to explore further.

Jonathan’s breathing became shallow, his eyes locked onto you as if he were seeing you for the first time all over again. "You really do know how to get under my skin," he murmured, his voice hoarse as he stepped closer, his hands tracing the outline of the lace. “You wore this... just for me?”

You nodded slightly, your skin tingling under his touch. His fingers trailed along the delicate fabric, his restraint faltering as he admired every inch of you. "Good girl," he whispered, the praise low and possessive, sending a shiver down your spine.

Without breaking eye contact, Jonathan leaned in again, his lips crashing against yours with a hunger that made your heart race. This kiss was different—fiercer, more demanding—as he poured all his desire into it. You melted against him, feeling the weight of his body against yours.

In one swift motion, he removed his vest and necktie, letting them fall carelessly to the floor. The smooth fabric of his shirt clung to his form as he slipped it off, revealing the taut lines of his chest and arms. Your breath caught at the sight, his body a perfect blend of strength and control.

Before you could fully process what was happening, he took your wrists, binding them together behind your back with his necktie. The gesture was possessive, a reminder that you were his, and the thrill of being restrained sent a rush of excitement through you.

With a gentle push, Jonathan guided you back toward the bed, his eyes never leaving yours. The moment your back hit the mattress, he hovered above you, a predatory gleam in his eyes. He leaned down, pressing soft kisses along your abdomen, trailing up to your neck, where he nibbled lightly, teasingly, as if savoring every moment.

“You have no idea how perfect you are,” he whispered against your skin, each word laced with fervent desire. He continued kissing his way back to your lips, his voice low and filled with promise. “I could breed you right now, make you mine in every way.”

His lips found yours again, deeper and more passionate, as he whispered more pleasurable words that made your skin tingle and your body ache for him. “You were made for this,” he murmured between kisses, his hands exploring the curve of your waist, igniting a fire within you that was impossible to ignore.

As Jonathan continued to kiss you, his hands roaming your body, you felt a wave of pleasure wash over you. Your knees began to buckle, the sensations overwhelming as you squirmed beneath him, searching for more friction, more connection. Each subtle movement sent sparks coursing through your veins, and you could feel the heat pooling low in your stomach.

Jonathan noticed immediately, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. He pulled back slightly, his eyes glinting with amusement and desire. "What do you want, love?" he asked, his voice low and teasing, relishing the power he held over you.

You bit your lip, your breath coming in quick gasps as you looked up at him, eyes filled with need. “Please,” you begged, your voice trembling with urgency. “I want you... I need you to take me.”

His smirk widened, satisfaction radiating from him at your plea. “Is that what you really want?” he taunted, leaning in closer, his breath ghosting over your skin. “To feel me inside you?”

“Yes! Please, Jonathan,” you begged, the desperation in your voice making it clear just how much you craved him. You felt vulnerable, yet utterly alive, and the anticipation sent a shiver down your spine.

“Good girl,” he murmured, leaning down to capture your lips again, the kiss a mixture of passion and possession. “I’ll give you exactly what you want.”

With a low, sultry laugh, Jonathan’s hands moved to his belt, unbuckling it with deliberate slowness. You watched, breathless, as he pulled his belt free, the leather falling to the floor with a soft thud. Next, he unbuttoned his pants, pushing them down his hips until they pooled at his ankles, leaving him clad only in his boxers.

He stepped closer, the heat radiating off him as he locked his eyes onto yours. The intensity of his gaze sent a thrill through you, the air thick with anticipation. “Now, tell me again,” he said, his voice a deep growl, “What do you want?”

Your heart raced, the need for him consuming your thoughts. “I want you, Jonathan,” you replied, your voice a soft plea. “I need you to take me, to claim me as yours.”

"Fuck," he says with a low growl, Jonathan removed his boxers, exposing himself fully as he stepped closer. You could feel the heat radiating off his body, the intensity of his gaze sending a thrill through you. As he aligned himself with your entrance, he leaned down, his breath hot against your ear. “You were just made for this, weren’t you, love?”

Without warning, he pushed into you hard, filling you completely. A gasp escaped your lips, a mix of surprise and overwhelming pleasure as he bottomed out. You felt him stretching you, the sensation igniting a fire within you.

“Jonathan,” you moaned, your body arching to meet him as he began to move, he placed his arms behind your back as he thrusts deliberately and powerful. The world around you faded away, leaving only the rhythm of his body against yours and the electric connection between you.

His thrusts became faster, harder, each stroke sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. You could feel your climax building, as his thumb drew circles on you clit, the tension coiling tighter with each movement. “That’s it, princess,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire. “You feel so good around me.”

As you neared the edge, he leaned down, kissing you deeply, swallowing your moans as you spiraled into your first climax. Your body quaked, waves of ecstasy washing over you as he continued to thrust, riding the waves of your pleasure.

“Look at you,” he growled, watching your face with a predatory gaze. “So beautiful when you come apart for me. I want to see you do it again.”

The words sent another shock of pleasure through you, and you felt yourself approaching another orgasm. Jonathan picked up his pace, his hips driving into you relentlessly, urging you closer and closer. “Come for me again,” he commanded, his voice a low growl. “I want to feel you clench around me.”

With a final thrust, you tumbled over the edge again, your body quaking as your second climax took you by storm. You cried out, a mixture of pleasure and desperation, and Jonathan’s grip on your hips tightened as he surged deeper.

“Fuck, take it!” he groaned, his own climax building as he thrust into you one last time. “Take my fucking seed, princess. Be filled with my seed and carry my child, angel.”

As he released himself deep inside you, you felt the warmth spreading, a final wave of bliss washing over you. Screaming as the world blurred at the edges, leaving only the two of you in that perfect moment of connection, pleasure, and possessiveness.

As the tension in the room began to dissipate, Jonathan huffed and puffed, catching his breath. He looked down at you, a soft smile spreading across his lips. “You’re absolutely perfect,” he said, his voice low and warm. “The way that lingerie hugs your body, it was made for me. Your breasts bounce just right for me to enjoy.”

He leaned down, his lips brushing against your skin as he pressed gentle kisses to your breasts, savoring the way they felt beneath his mouth. Each kiss sent a thrill through you, and your breath hitched, the sensation making your heart race. You loved being worshipped like this, the feeling of his admiration washing over you, igniting a fire of desire deep within.

“God, you’re so beautiful,” he murmured against your skin, his voice thick with reverence. He pulled back slightly to admire the way the lingerie framed your figure before carefully removing himself from you. You felt a rush of emptiness at his absence, but he quickly set to work, cleaning you off with gentle hands, his touch almost reverent.

After making sure you were taken care of, he leaned down again to press a soft kiss to your lips, lingering just a moment longer. “Such a good girl,” he whispered against your mouth, his tone affectionate and possessive. He reached behind you, deftly untying the necktie that had bound your wrists, and you felt a sense of relief wash over you.

With a smile, you wrapped your arms around him tightly, relishing the warmth of his body against yours. “How was your day?” you asked softly, your voice barely above a whisper.

“It was long,” he replied, nuzzling against your hair. “But coming home to you makes it all worthwhile.”

You both lay back against the bed, the night wrapping around you like a comforting blanket. As you nestled into his side, the warmth and safety enveloping you made you forget all about the world outside—and the circumstances that had brought you together.

In that moment, it felt like everything was perfect, just as it should be, and you let the worries of the past fade away into the night, content to simply be with him.

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🐧Damn... Rollercoaster it was to write this XD I hope it gave off Stockholm syndrome aha :"D Anyways I loved Jonathan Crane on this fic :"3 his the possesive I need >:D but at the same time its kinda... lovely how he abducted us like we were a stray cat and never letting us go out but also respecting our privacy by having his own room too. Yeah he has his own room but he comes to yours becuase he likes sleeping with you better. Anyways hope you enjoyed it hehe ^^🐧

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[alcoholfreenayeon]

Can I request for Nayeon a director asking her girlfriend Yn a doctor to be part of her movie she's producing . Tnx

Sweet Talker

CW: Nayeon x Reader, hint of fluff, one shot

A/N: Here you go anon. It’s a bit short yes so I’m sorry if you were expecting something longer🙂‍↕️. Hopefully you still like it😭

“What. Nayeon…no..I can’t, I mean I’m not an actor and I don’t know if-”, you argue after hearing her proposal.

“Ahhh..come on! I’m asking you because I know you can do it, not because I’m dating you. Trust me I know what I am doing”, She counters reassuringly, “I’ve made plenty of hits”, she continues, boasting a little.

“Yes and that’s because you’ve never made a doctor act in any of those movies.”, you point out.

Nayeon shrugs, “Yeah but I’m so sure you’ll nail it. It’s not like I’m asking you to do anything extraordinary. You’ll just have to do a scene where you perform a surgery.”

“Nayeon, I’m not a surgeon!”, you continue your protest, waving your arms dramatically.

Nayeon giggles at your indignation and steps closer to you, wrapping her arms around you and kissing your cheek, “Just give it a try, I know you can do it. You are amazing that way.”

You sigh as you give in to her embrace, resting your head on her shoulder, “Fine….just one take…”.

She cheers and hugs you tightly, “YEAH, I knew you’d do it.”

“The way you were being so insistent about this…please don’t tell me it’s because you already told people I’d do it…”, you ask with suspicion.

Nayeon’s grip on you loosens for a second before she tightens it again, “Come on…don’t get distracted, your beautiful girlfriend is holding you so nicely and you aren’t focusing.”

“You didn’t answer the question! You did that don’t you!”, you accuse.

“It’s nothing like that”, she answers dismissively, “but before we get on set tomorrow, just follow my lead okay?”

You sigh, “I knew it…”

Nayeon squeezes you while giggling, “There’s no harm done…”

The two of you continue your bickering and banter, playfully swatting each other occasionally…

[kkongdakz]

“ START OVER? ” ft. kim gyuvin

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pairing › student ! gyuvin x student ! reader

summary › after two years of radio silence, tried to avoid each other in the high school corridors, gyuvin and y/n are determined to start their new lives as university students. but when y/n thinks she can draw a line under her first love, an unexpected action leads her to believe that perhaps, fate is on her side..

genre › exes to lovers, college au, kind of enemies to lovers (one-sided), fluff, angst, crack

warnings › angst, mention of cheating (but it's not true), other ones would be mentioned in each chapter

featuring › ricky, yujin & hanbin of zerobaseone, heeseung & jungwon of enhypen, minji & hanni of new jeans, yoon of stayc, sullyoon of nmixx (+ former member jinni), hwi of tnx, taesan of boynextdoor, lee jeonghyeon (evnne)

statuts › ⏸️

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teaser

profiles : gyuvin' supporters 🛒 y/n's believers

ch. 1 : new year, new start.

ch. 2 : easier said than done.

ch. 3 : when did you unblocked me?

ch. 4 : i can tolerate your presence.

ch. 5 : a kdrama moment.

ch. 6 : gyuvin's brother?

more to come..

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[srjlvr]

hit me up! on Roblox > ( 이희승 )

҂ PAIRING ➤ idol!heeseung X idol-fem!Reader

҂ SYNOPSIS ➤ your past on roblox was…..something special. especially when your only friend who played roblox with you is now a famous idol. after years of disappearing and not logging in your old account you decided to do it and search for your long lost friend, lee heeseung. oh! and what a surprise! he decided to do the same thing after craving for some connection with his long lost friend, who’s now a famous idol.

҂ FEATURING ➤ rest of enha members , ot5 lesserafim , shin ryujin as yn.

҂ GENRE ➤ fluff , crack , childhood friends to strangers to friends to lovers (omfg).

҂ WARNINGS ➤ curse words (i cant hold it) , kms/kys jokes , roblox (idk if its a trigger but imma put it here) , obv annoying fans + i’ll include warnings in each ep if necessary !

҂ STATUS ➤ discontinued !

҂ TAG-LIST ➤ closed !

҂ NOTE ➤ please note that i do not remember a lot from roblox so sorry if i offend anyone in any kind of way!! HOPEFULLY i’ll be able to finish this smau too😭

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— ✧ 01 ; ‘oh its lee heeseung’

— ✧ 02 ; ‘ilovejeonjungkook’

— ✧ 03 ; ‘im gonna cry myself to sleep’

— ✧ 04 ; ‘is that y/n…?’

— ✧ 05 ; ‘HAD A REUNION!!’

— ✧ 06 ; ‘living in denial might cause depression yk🤕🤕🤕’

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[inevitably-johnlocked]

Heyyy ! :D

How are you doing?

First of all, I apologize for my last ask sounding so dry (at least, in my opinion, it's been nagging at my brain for a couple of days :,D)

Second of all, do you have any fics where John's past is discussed/discovered/mentioned ?? I find his character really interesting, and the lack of backstory outside of Afghanistan (and even then there's little info) drives me up the wall. So yeah.

Bye and tnx :))

HI LOVELY!

NO Don't apologize!!! I did find your last ask, I haven't published it yet... I was putting it aside because I'm not sure if I'm making a fic list out of it or not, I have to check my backlog of lists!! Nothing personal, don't feel bad, at all, please, I like request asks!

As for John's past, here are some lists you might enjoy:

Past Jolto (Nov 2019)

John’s Homophobic Past (COMMUNITY RECS)

John’s Childhood (COMM RECS)

Army-Related John Fics (Sept 2020)

BAMF and/or Soldier John (July 2020)

Sorry I don't have many lists currently, and I don't have a lot of fics for a new list yet, but here's what is on it right now:

The Skin Over My Heart by standbygo (E, 8,849 w., 1 Ch. || Post-Hiatus, Fake Relationship, Case Fic, Dog Tags, Military, Homophobia, Gay Bashing, POV First Person Sherlock, Friends to Lovers, First Kiss / Time, Declarations of Love, Undercover, Haircuts, Flashbacks, Touching, Pining Sherlock, Hospitalization, Metaphors, Introspection, Hand Jobs, On the Couch, John’s Past, Angst with Happy Ending) – Sherlock and John are still trying to adjust to Sherlock's return from his hiatus when John's friend Bill Murray brings them a case. Someone is targeting the LGBTQA+ members of Bill's unit. John and Sherlock go undercover at the unit, but when they end up having to flirt to flush out the suspect, Sherlock realizes he's in over his head.

Rupert Street by WritingOutLoud (M, 27,262 w., 9 Ch. || Alternate First Meeting || Case Fic, Sexuality, Demisexual Sherlock, Drugging, Smart John, Sherlock Has Internalized Biphobia, Fluff, Angst with Happy Ending, Gay Bar, Flirting, John Manipulates Sherlock to Eat, John Deduces, Arguments, Kidnapping/Torture, Hospitalization, John Whump) – Discharged from the war with nothing but the clothes on his back and a realisation of his bisexuality, John Watson has to learn who he’s become. He can’t afford London on an army pension, but the city is the only friend he has. In an effort to understand his newfound queer identity, he heads to a bar one night, where he stumbles across a mysterious stranger who turns his life upside down. ‘I dug around inside myself, and I'm not quite sure what I found, but it was beautiful and terrifying all at the same time.’

Bakers with Benefits by Raina_at (E, 88,130 w., 14 Ch. || Great British Bake Off AU || Strangers to Lovers, Switchlock, Friends with Benefits, Mentions of Alcoholism / Past Drug Use, Banter, Flirting, Fluff, Light Angst, Semi-Public Sex, Past Sherlock/Victor, Mutual Pining, POV Sherlock, Obsessive Sherlock, John’s Bum) – Sherlock Holmes has a successful YouTube baking channel, but what he really wants is his own bakery. When an old friend sends him a call for the very first Great British Bake Off, he seizes the opportunity to finally win a sponsor for his bakery. Here's the plan: Win Bake Off, get the bakery, don't fall in love with the handsome Army doctor at the neighbouring station. Easy.

Radioactive Trees In A Red Forest by Maribor_Petrichor (E, 280,251 w., 73 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post-S4, Suicidal Ideations, Alcohol / Rx Drug Abuse, Coming Out / Bisexual John, Seizures, Past/Referenced/Implied Child Abuse, Hallucinations, Rehab, Celibacy, Sobriety / Relapse, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Grief/Mourning, Psychological Trauma, Nice /Not Anti-Mary, John’s POV, Parentlock, First Time, Angst, Switchlock, Angst with Happy Ending) – John Watson is what happens when a man can no longer see a reason to go on. John Watson is what happens when a man starts to let go. "It is what it is." John Watson is what happens when what "it is" becomes too much to bear. This is a story of the life, death, and resurrection of John Hamish Watson. (TO READ)

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I welcome other fics to add to the main list when it's done!! I'm currently going through and trying to remember which fics I've read that deal with it :P

[lovegasmic]

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[0zru]

𓂃𓈒𓏸☂︎ tnx mlist ♡

🥛; fluff (× soft hours) . 💦; smut (× hard hours) . ⭐️; anon rq

𖥔 taehun | choi taehun

tba!!

𖥔 kyungjun | woo kyungjun

⸝⸝ ꒰ 𖤐 relief ft. kyungjun ⁞ ⌑ ◞ (⭐️×💦×🥛)

𖥔 hyunsoo | jang hyunsoo

tba!!

𖥔 junhyeok | cheon junhyeok

tba!!

𖥔 hwi | eun hwi

⸝⸝ ꒰ 𖤐 hard thoughts ft. eunhwi ⁞ ⌑ ◞ (⭐×💦)

⸝⸝ ꒰ 𖤐 his play thing ft. eunhwi ⁞ ⌑ ◞ (⭐×💦)

𖥔 sungjun | oh sungjun

tba!!

☆other works!!

⸝⸝ ꒰ 𖤐 nicknames w/ tnx ⁞ ⌑ ◞ (⭐×💦 ×🥛)

⸝⸝ ꒰ 𖤐 stress relief w/ tnx ⁞ ⌑ ◞ (⭐×💦 ×🥛)

⸝⸝ ꒰ 𖤐 nicknames they love w/ tnx ⁞ ⌑ ◞ (⭐×💦 ×🥛)

⸝⸝ ꒰ 𖤐 their princess ft. kyungjun × eunhwi ⁞ ⌑ ◞ (💦×🥛)

☆mini series!!

tba!!

[baileypie-writes]

Hii I luv ur work! can u do Velvet x fem reader who is kinda ditsy-ish? Like, shes kinda stupid sometimes and asks Velvet dumb questions, and to make it better, reader always wears pink? Like, EVERYTHING pink! Tnx!

A/N ~ Sure! Hope you enjoy!🩷🎀

~Velvet with a Ditzy Girlfriend~

+ Mini Oneshot

Fandom: Trolls 3: Band Together

Reader: Female

Relationship: Romantic

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Mentions of Reader being insecure.

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~ Velvet honestly likes being smarter than you. It makes her feel more confident. The fact that you sometimes rely on her for answers you don’t know really boosts her ego.

~ At first, she was a little tired of all the pink. But it eventually grew on her. She’s not one to wear the color often, but she loves it on you.

~ When you ask Velvet dumb questions, she has to tease you at least a little bit. I mean, c’mon, she’s not Velvet if she’s not a little mean. She does answer your questions though.

~ While she teases you about being ditzy, no one else is allowed to point it out. She gets really defensive, even if you don’t care.

~ If you are insecure about being “stupid”, she won’t have it. She’ll assure you that your level of intelligence means nothing to her. But if you do want to work on getting smarter, she won’t stop you.

~ She loves buying you things. And of course everything’s pink. She wouldn’t even think about buying something that’s a different color. She can’t even look at pink without thinking of you. To her, it’s your color.

~Mini Oneshot~

A small pile of accessories lay on your vanity as you get ready to go out with Velvet. All these accessories are pink, of course. You were taking your sweet time, unaware of how close your girlfriend was to your house. That is, until she came into your room.

“Hey babe. Ready to go?” Velvet asked.

“Huh? What are you doing here? It’s not time yet.” You said, confused.

“What do you mean? We said 5:30.”

“But it’s not-“ You cut yourself off as soon as you checked the time on your phone. It was 5:33. “Oh.”

Velvet sighed. “You never were good at keeping time.” She chuckled.

You laughed, embarrassed. “Sorry. I’m almost done though!” You said, as you tried tying the pink satin ribbon into your hair. After a few moments of fumbling, Velvet noticed your struggle.

“Do you not now how to tie a bow?” She asked.

“Uh… I think I forgot?”

Velvet sighed again, smiling. “Here, lemme help.” She walked behind you, and took the ribbon from your hands.

You fiddled with the hem of your pink, ruffly skirt, before speaking up. “Hey Vels, does it bother you that I’m not… you know… smart? Like, I forget things and don’t know how to do some things most people know how to do?” You asked.

With one final pull, the bow was done, and Velvet leaned down to your level. She took your chin in her hand, and tilted it up to look in the mirror. There you saw both your faces, side by side. Velvet’s expression wasn’t one of annoyance or dislike.

“Nope.”

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~~baileypie-writes

[sleepyhead0720]

idk if requests are still open or not.. could u pls do a Crocodile x reader one shot?🧎🏻‍♀️in which he kisses his lover here and there :"> aand also he's in his 20/30's. I loved the idea of soft crocodile and smoker so I wondered if there could be a fluff one shot of our beloved croco boi👁and it's x fem! reader. Tnx

Hello tysm for requesting!

Hope you enjoy<3

Masterlist

Kisses from a special someone

It’s been a couple years since you got into a relationship with crocodile, and so far, it was great!

You could even say he had a little soft side for you.

Though crocodile has been very busy recently and he often didn’t have time for you, but whenever he did, he’d make it count

It was currently 6 pm and you were in bed

You didn’t have anything else to do and your boyfriend was busy, so you decided to get a little sleep

You started to get comfortable but left enough space for someone else in case crocodile finished early

As you started to drift off to sleep, you heard someone come in, you already knew who it was so you turned to your side and saw crocodile get into more comfortable clothes and start getting into bed

Once he got comfortable, he put his arm around you to pull you closer

“Finished early?”

He hummed tiredly as he pulled you more closer to give you a kiss on the forehead

You giggled as you nuzzled against his chest

He liked your reaction to this as he started to pepper you with more kisses, each one getting more long and closer to your face

Once he pressed a kiss on your nose, he stopped to look at your flushed face

You opened your eyes to see crocodile looking at you with the most loving gaze you could imagine

You started to blush more as he slowly got closer to deliver his final kiss on your lips.

It was shorter but one of the most sweetest kisses you’ve received from someone

As he pulled away he rested his chin on top of your head and started to drift to sleep

You smiled and started to close your eyes as you both slept onto each other’s arms

You would never get tired of these kind of moments

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[avochele]

TNX falling asleep on their s/o, just fluff about it and maybe a little bit of teasing from the other members after they woke up

Happy Hour.

Request: TNX falling asleep on their s/o

Pairing: TNX x gn!reader

Warning: none - please tell me if i need to add any

Tags: fluff

note: this has been in my drafts for forever and i finally got to finish it! I hope you like it. Btw the stories are kinda connected, so no i did not run out of ideas...

Taehun

It was quiet on the drive to the hotel. The boys were either on their phones or asleep. You looked to the side when you felt a weight pressing onto your shoulder. Taehun had fallen asleep and chosen your shoulder over the window. You pressed his hand that was lying in your lap a little, and left a breath of a kiss on his hair. To say that no one noticed him sleeping on you, would be a massive lie. Everyone did. So it was no surprise that when he came to breakfast the next morning that the members started exchanging looks. When he noticed he gave Kyungjun, who was sitting opposite of him, a questioning look. "Slept well?" He asks in response, making Junhyeok almost spit out his orange juice. The younger boy hadn't expected Kyungjun being the one to tease him first. Taehun was confused. "What?"

Kyungjun

You both had planned a movie night in his dorm while the others were still at the company. The TV was still on and he had made himself comfortable between your legs. He was lying with his head on your chest, pretty much hugging your sides with the way his arms were trapped under you. Your hands were in his hair tugging lightly on the loose ends. Before he knew it he fell asleep, with you soon following. When the members came back, the end credits were rolling and the both of you were sound asleep on the couch. Sungjun was the first to notice and without hesitation he pulls his phone out, taking pictures of the oldest member. The others noticed now too and it was hard for them to not burst out laughing. They definitely won't let him hear the end of it as soon as he wakes up.

Hyunsoo

You were sitting on the floor in the practice room. Your back was leaning against the mirror wall. You were scrolling on your phone. Hyunsoo had his eyes closed. He was lying on his back, his head was on your lap. You weren't sure if he was asleep or not. Your free hand was in his hair, scratching his scalp lightly as the door opened. You looked up from your phone. Hwi was standing in the door, when he saw you looking at him he raised his hand as to wave at you and walked more into the room. Hyunsoo shifts slightly so that he basically had his face pressed into your belly. Hwi was grinning and you had a slight suspicion when he crouched down in front of your boyfriend. He had his phone in his hand and not even one minute later he had sent a picture in the groupchat with the caption "I guess we need to reschedule dance practice today." You had a hard time not laughing out loud.

Junhyeok

Your date had been ruined by the weather. It was pouring outside, leaving you stuck at the dorms. At some point of the evening the both of you had moved to his shared room, making yourself comfortable on his bed. You had gone from talking to just lying next to each other - or more like on each other. Junhyeok had made himself comfortable on top of you. He was lying more then half on you, basically caging you in between him and the matress. You didn't mind. The rain had stopped and you didn't know how much time had passed. You felt Junhyeoks chest rise and fall evenly. He had fallen asleep. It was dark outside when a quiet knock sounded from the door. You were already half asleep, when Taehun opened the door, peaking carefully inside. It is safe to say that Taehun didn't sleep in his room tonight. And breakfast the next morning was accompanied by a full on power point presentation of pictures of Junhyeok sleeping that had you roaring with laughter.

Hwi

You had visited him in his studio and had waited for him to finish. There was an empty fried chicken box standing on the glass table infront of you. You had made yourself comfortable on the couch. You were laying on top of him, your legs entangled with each other. His hand was drawing eights on to your back, leaving a light trace of goosebumps on your arms. As the time passed the feeling on your back subsided and Hwi's breathing turned even. You turned your head to look at him. His hair was falling onto his eyes. Carefully you pushed it back, feeling your eyes become heavy while looking at him. When you woke up Hwi was already awake. He turned his phone display in your direction showing you something. He had the TNX groupchat open. Hyunsoo had sent a picture of you two sleeping with the caption "I guess we need to reschedule the recording today." You let your head fall onto your boyfriends chest.

Sungjun

It was late when you came back from the concert. You were in your hotel room with your boyfriend. The both of you had fallen asleep almost immediately when your head had hit the pillow. You didn't even think about setting an alarm. So when you woke up you were convinced you still had time before meeting with the others. That way you cuddled up more to your boyfriend. You felt his arm tigthening around your waist and closed your eyes again. The next time you woke up was because Sungjun had moved his arm from under your head. "I don't care why you're not up yet, but we were supposed to meet downstairs fifteen minutes ago. So please get up now." You blinked and looked at a pretty much annoyed Taehun. Sungjun groaned and hid his face in one of the pillows. After being rushed out of the room, you checked your phone for the first time after being woken up. You had seven missed calls and over thirty messages. In the groupchat there were pictures of you and Sungjun sleeping. You rolled your eyes.

[anyalovesu]

tolerate it.

pairing: sunghoon x oc (jake x oc & jangkku at some point)

summary: being trapped in an ordeal of a marriage is already as stupid as it sounds. it’s not like eli had the choice to say no and walk away because news flash, that’s never been in any of the options if there were even options at all. it’s always been sucking it up and making something tolerable out of the circumstances that were given to her. but being stuck in a nightmare of a marriage with someone she used to have memorized inside and out is a whole ‘nother realm of hell.

genre: angst ( a lot of it ); forced marriage; forced proximity; childhood besties to enemies to lovers ( maybe ); fluff ( maybe ); a sprinkle of crack; slow burn

content warning: might include suggestive jokes and ( definitely ) a lot of curse words ( mostly in filipino because it has that sparkle ) ; chapters with [𖹭] contains nsfw scenes

note: i might be posting this to twt and i'm only posting it here as my drafts lmao so i preferred to change all of their names instead so i'd have no trouble posting it there ( ps. mostly bc im kinda uncomfy to use their actual names when makings aus lol ); this will be filo fic, i am just more comfy writing the narrative parts in english ( as a bobo magdescribe in filipino girlie ) so if you catch the characters using filo memes, conversing and cursing in filipino, you'd know why ! this fic will also feature a lot of other kpop idols from different groups, possibly not depicting characters in a very good and will contain rps so if you're not into that,,, pls hop off... also! pls refrain from associating any of the characters with their faceclaims... it's literally the reason i changed their names hehe yun lungs tnx !

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chapters

i. i sit and watch you.

ii. i sit and listen.

iii. i notice everything you do or don't do.

iv. lay the table with the fancy shit.

v. when you were out building other worlds, where was i?

vi. use my best colors for your portrait.

vii. if it's all in my head, tell me now.

viii. always taking up too much space or time.

ix. i know my love should be celebrated.

x. i made you my temple, my mural, my sky. [𖹭]

xi. drawing hearts in the byline.

xii. where's that man who threw blankets over my barbed wire? [𖹭]

xiii. all is well if it ends well to end up with you. [𖹭]

xiv. the bsides