#Tomorrowxtogether

[hy2ka]

[piercethehue]

salvatore can wait...

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[nayeondoll]

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[beomviral]

୨୧ soobin with txt matching icons ୨୧

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[hybeboyenthusisast]

☆ thirty-three ☆

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[popp1nstaxr]

❝My Doll❜❜ BG

Content: Smut, nsfw, sexual content, profanity, enemies to lovers, fem! reader, about stimulation.

Preview:

«You and BeomGyu have been something like enemies, you can't stand each other and every interaction ends in a fight, strangely, many believe that you really have something in common, more often than not as simple nonsense, your surprise will be great when you realize how real all those rumors that run about both are»

My first language is not English, I'm sorry if there is any mistake in the writing <3

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This is definitely not what I had planned for today.

I had decided to go out with my friends to the cinema. It was a sunny day according to the forecasts, and I hoped to have a good time and forget a bit about the tough times and stress of University. But to my surprise, around noon, it started to rain, and the intensity kept increasing. Can the forecast be wrong...?

And everything just got worse from there. My parents called saying they couldn't pick me up, and that's fine, but I hate taking the bus when it's raining. Waiting at the stop wasn't exactly pleasant; if you weren't careful, you could end up completely soaked in dirty water because of reckless drivers speeding through the wet streets, causing the huge puddles by the side of the road to splash onto you, and it's not, precisely, pretty.

I sighed as I waited for the bus, cursing myself for believing in the "nice weather" and not wearing weather-appropriate clothes. If I had known, I would have even brought a coat for the cold.

I watched as an elderly lady stumbled on the wet pavement, and almost immediately, I ran to prevent the accident. While helping the old lady, I saw the bus pass right by me.

I said goodbye to her and nodded as she thanked me, immediately running after the bus, "Wait! Please!" I shouted, hoping to make it stop in the pouring rain. But my shouts were in vain, and I soon stopped, completely drenched.

My blouse clung almost instantly to my body, and I cursed myself for wearing a black bra underneath it. It was clearly visible, in addition to the raindrops trickling down my bare legs and how much my skirt clung to them.

I wanted to cry.

That's when an expensive blue car stopped beside me—or rather, it was moving slowly along the road, as if strolling with me. The window rolled down, revealing a smirk that was both mocking and charming, oh, of course, I should have expected that it would be Choi BeomGyu, the only jerk who loves to show off his father's money from that company.

I completely ignored him, rolled my eyes, and kept walking.

"Hey, gorgeous. Are you sure you don't want to get in? I don't think rain is your strong suit," he said, laughing a bit as I heard him unlock the car.

I had two choices: to get in and dry off or to die of hypothermia from the cold.

Certainly, I'd prefer to die of hypothermia, but BeomGyu's annoying insistence, constantly chanting "get in, get in, get in, get in" while honking the horn from time to time, was getting on my nerves. So, I decided to get in the car.

Once inside, I observed him in more detail: his long hair and those few blonde strands made him look quite attractive, not to mention his penchant for wearing oversized hoodies from some rock band—My Chemical Romance, to be specific— and blue jeans, sometimes ripped or normal but equally baggy, adorned with chains and some rings on his hands.

Shit, if he weren't such a jerk, I'd let him mistreat me in five different ways.

"I see that today definitely wasn't your lucky day. Thank the universe that such a kind guy like me decided to save a damsel in distress like you," he spoke and smiled, glancing briefly at my legs, something I obviously noticed.

I raised an eyebrow, curious about that, and chuckled softly, but I didn't say anything about it.

His perfectly defined, pale, and large hands adorned with some silver rings and others with chain rings were expertly handling the steering wheel with incredible agility; you could tell he was a guy with skilled hands.

"Ugh, I only agreed because you're annoying, otherwise, I would have preferred to stay on the street," I replied, looking out the window. I heard him laugh ironically, but he didn't say anything.

"Yeah, whatever. Take my phone and look up your home address. I decided to be kind just for today, so don't provoke me, sweetheart," he said, his voice becoming more serious. I just rolled my eyes; he always tried to act superior to everyone, which was quite irritating.

But I didn't say anything and decided to obey, taking his phone and unlocking it for him. "Password," I said, and when he stopped at a red light, I saw him smile and chuckle a bit. It was almost as if he enjoyed the fact that I had obeyed him without complaints.

He snatched the phone from my hand and used his fingerprint to unlock it, opening the GPS app, then handed it back to me.

I searched for my home address and handed it to him.

He nodded. "Hold it for a bit, doll, so I can see," he said. I nodded and complied again.

Maybe it was fatigue, but all of this was quite strange. I feel like something was missing between us, something that never fails whenever we talk.

Oh, right, the fights.

Half of the journey was in silence. I don't know why, but I truly believed it would be annoying, as it usually is back at the University. However, I don't complain about the tranquility.

Suddenly, I glanced at the GPS and realized that BeomGyu had taken the wrong turn. "Oh, BeomGyu, you're going the wrong way. My house is that way..." I spoke to him, and he just nodded.

"I know, it's just that there's a store nearby, and believe me, I can't stand seeing you in that state anymore. I need... to cover it up," he said. His voice sounded a bit husky, and then he cleared his throat.

I looked at him, confused. "That state?" I repeated, puzzled, and then I observed myself. Of course, I'm still drenched... this, certainly, amused me. Who would have thought that Choi would succumb so quickly to temptation? I really wouldn't want to sleep with him, but it would be fun to tease and provoke him a bit.

When he parked the car and I saw him taking out his keys, I decided to act. We were in an underground establishment, and there weren't many cars around. I suppose it would be fun to play a little with his desires.

I let out a sigh and walked as quickly as I could to sit on his lap, BeomGyu seemed surprised and confused "What the fuck are you doing...? Get off" he spoke with a frown, I just nodded, but I ignored him, even climbing higher on his legs, riding his member almost as if it belonged to me.

"What will you do if I don't want...?" I murmured while I began to leave playful little kisses on his neck, that's when I felt one of his hands brush one of my thighs, a very light touch that spoke volumes.

"Trust me, for your sake, come down now." He ordered, his voice hoarser and more demanding than before, I ignored him again, continuing with my lips on his neck, beginning to slowly move my hips on his member, creating an exquisite sway, I allowed myself to let out a sigh against his skin when I could feel almost immediately his member under my butt and smiled, I had achieved my goal.

I stopped my movements and tried to get off his lap, but I felt his big hands hold my hip tightly, preventing him from trying to move if I wanted to. my hips on his member, making the movement from before even more exquisite "Now you have to take care of what you woke up princess, and I don't want to see complaints because then it will only make you worse, hmm?" I heard him speak against my neck, his voice was completely demanding and I shuddered when he let a slow lick from my shoulder to my jaw, his hands released my hips to almost immediately take my thighs and squeeze them with some force, spreading my thighs even more. legs as if he wanted to make way for his cock to be between my pussy still with clothes on. I could see how his fingers left small purple marks on my thighs as he moved his hands up to my rear and squeezed lightly.

I couldn't help it, in less than seconds I was already a mess of sighs under him and he hadn't even touched my most sensitive points.

I heard him laugh hoarsely "You totally fell for my game, Y/N. I really could have left you at home to avoid my temptation, but I didn't resist and I needed to test you, making up the cheapest excuse. This store is closed on Fridays and the store they leave it open to the public, so, darling, you didn't play with me, I played with you and believe me, I'll take all of you right now" he spoke as he massaged my buttocks and then gave a slap that made me cry slightly "but, Shh, it's okay. Silent beautiful, I wouldn't want them to take us out of here in the middle of the act because you can't contain your dirty slutty sounds" he added later to start leaving hickeys on my neck, while his hands went up my entire uniform skirt and cheekily touched my behind, while another of his hands went straight to the buttons of my blouse.

He was already letting go, he sighed with each touch and bite he gave, I tried to hold back the little cry that threatened to come out of my throat when I felt his hand squeeze with tortured exquisite delicacy as he unhooked my bra.

"Move your hips" he ordered seriously and with his hoarse voice, with one hand taking my hips and guiding my movements while the other played with my breasts, he brought his mouth to one of them and began to suck and play with his tongue on the tip of my nipple. "G-Gyunnie..." I whimpered his name at the pleasant sensation, but I couldn't be satisfied, I wanted more, I needed more from him.

He separated his mouth from my chest and made a few hickeys under each of them, before licking his lips and looking at me with a leering smile "Yes, Baby Doll? Remember to be silent my love, I see you completely a mess and still I haven't been able to try my fingers on you..."

I nodded, and released a content sigh "I need... I need more" I barely murmured, and stopped the movements that guided my hips. "Further..?" He asked smiling and I nodded.

"Fine, but for this I need you to be obedient, yes my love?" I nodded. "Let's go to the back" he ordered him and I without saying anything went to the back seats, BeomGyu followed me and sat on the seat. "Get on your knees in front of the glass, don't worry, they're tinted windows" I nodded and obeyed, I appreciated that the back seats were quite wide "place both hands on the glass my love" He ordered again, his voice strangely sweet.

And in that position, I heard how BeomGyu removed all his rings from his hands and left them on the front seats of the car, to then feel how his hands slowly went up behind my thighs towards my butt, then lowering my panties and raising all my skirt, exposing my entire ass to him, he hit him and I let out a small moan between pain and satisfaction "Shut up, little dolls don't talk" and automatically bit my lips to make silence.

My breath quickened when I felt him play with the entrance of my butt, brushing his fingers there "Be quiet" he asked sweetly again and I nodded, when I felt two of his fingers penetrate my butt without warning, stimulating there by removing a Little his fingers inside me, I bit my lip so hard to avoid moans of so much satisfaction that I drew a little blood, soon he began to penetrate me with his fingers and my already wet pussy felt it throb, while my behind it tightened around his fingers, damn it, he needed his cock.

He chuckled "look, how needy you are of me, isn't this beautiful doll?" I heard him say when he took his fingers out of my butt. "But... we'll leave this here for today, you still don't deserve my dick"

I widened my eyes in surprise, was he really going to leave me like this? No, no, no, you can't, he refused me.

I immediately settled back and watched him, noticing that he was cleaning the liquid that I left on his hands to put the rings back on "W-will you leave me... like this?" I asked with some disappointment, he just laughed and winked at me.

"I have to go buy things, you fix yourself up. But it was fun to see you so... miserable in front of me, my marks are now all over your body..." he spoke and smirked.

"You said it was closed on Fridays" he accused, annoyed, he really couldn't be more of a son of a bitch.

"Oops, double deception cutie" he said with amusement and got out of the car, leaving me there in my mess.

This was a fucking robbery.

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[yawn-junn]

𐙚Kai Boyfriend Head Cannons𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

𐙚Special Thanks Too: Kai, Txt

𐙚Note: hey y'all! Inspiration struck so this wasn't requested (I don't think)

𐙚CW: mentions of hickies : mentions of belly fat : mentions of kissing :

𐙚Taglist: @mxlly143

2-18-24

𐙚Everyone knows this but he's a HUGE cuddle bug.

𐙚He loves when your belly has a little bit of fat on it, he loves rubbing and squeezing it unless it makes you uncomfortable.

𐙚Huge sucker for forehead kisses, he melts at em OH! And cheek kisses.

𐙚His laugh is extremely loud, so if you have sensitive ears he'll try to cover your ears before laughing.

𐙚MATCHING PLUSHIES!!!!

𐙚And matching pajamas, and head bands. He just likes matching cute stuff with you.

𐙚He loves playing with your hair or hands, or your cheeks (face) he'll sometimes accidentally squeeze too hard he'll feel super bad after and pamper you.

𐙚When he's jealous he'll get super pouty and super cute.

𐙚Sometimes he'll be upset over MOA's and his members treating him like a child, so he'll pout and complain.

𐙚He loves when you get your nails done, he just likes to look at pretty colors and designs.

𐙚If you go to the nail tech or paint them at home his face is 1000099% in the way of everything he finds it satisfying seeing the colors go on.

𐙚If you accidentally hurt yourself he'll baby you till no tomorrow.

𐙚Hickies aren't his thing really, and if there are some they'll be on your stomach, but he doesn't really like them on him.

𐙚If your sad he'll make one of his plushies "talk" to you and let out your frustrations.

[piikopoko]

thought itd be fun to design some kpop lightstick object heads hehe

[tsukiyomi-kkyunnii]

Choi Yeonjun for Vogue Korea

[hy2ka]

TAEHYUN, good boy gone bad minisode2: thursday's child comeback show

[piercethehue]

‎‎☽‎ ⋆｡˚⋆˙‧₊⋆ ♰ ⋆₊‧˙⋆˚｡⋆ ☾

pale blue tears well in my eyes because of you

[k3woru]

tomorrow by together 'kitto zutto' - chikai, july 3, 2024

the visuals were so good i made it a gif

[beomvkei]

— : ୨୧ 되찾은 name, 🪐’ 꿈을 좇는 chase ✶ . ࣪

[artiebartie]

I'm absolutely in love with Beomie's cover 😭😭😭. His vocals are so so beautiful and we do not get to hear them enough (*cough* bh 😒 *cough*). Also the video??? It was so pretty and relaxing to watch 🥹 had me smiling and blushing the whole time. I LOVE THIS MAN SM, OH THE MAN YOU ARE CHOI BEOMGYU 🥲🩵💛

[txtdiaries]

citrus and dark water

muse: choi soobin

setting: modern, non-kpop au, slice of life

word count: 836

a/n: .... hi. uh. here's something I wrote because Soobin was on my brain today. i also didn't proof this but, enjoy!!

“Choi Soobin, are you in there trying to balance shampoo bottles on your head again?”

You press your ear to the thick oak separating you and your husband, the sound of spraying water and suspicious movement making your ears prick. Soobin takes showers no shorter than forty minutes every damn time, but even this was a bit much for him. He hadn’t even sung yet. Is he… okay?

You can’t hear him moving around in the shower or anything, which makes you worry. Thanks to your obsessive, intrusive, and chaotic brain, you’re sure after a few more minutes that Soobin is actually drowning 21 ½ inches deep in the porcelain Clawfoot; or passed out cold on black and white hexagon mosaic tile; or — god forbid — actually, like, fucking injured. Soobin is clumsy on the best of days. That stature of his has gotten him into many a situation and this — this is exactly why you’re worried.

But still. You knock, and nothing.

“Soobin?” You call again, your knocks more feverish after a moment. “Choi Soobin… I do not care if your bare ass is out, if you don’t answer me in under fifteen seconds I will pick this lock using the pocket knife you keep in your Levi’s that you think I don’t know about.”

You think you hear a sudden thud behind the door. Water dripping. And then:

“Soob—fuck!” You screech, coming face to face with your beanstalk of a husband, hair damp and fully dressed.

“Soobin,” you glare. “What the hell are you doing?”

“What was that about my pocket knife?” Your husband asks, lips curling up into a half smile. The air in the bathroom is humid, and heat curls its way out through the doorway, tickling your face. It smells like citrus and something masculine in here. Dark. Musky. Something so distinctly Soobin that it makes your chest clench with familiarity. Soobin quirks a brow now. “I keep telling you I can buy you a matching knife if you really want one that bad.”

“What were you doing in there,” you ask, tone accusatory. “Seeing how long you can hold your breath again—”

“Because if you really are serious about it, I think a pink knife would be cute—”

“I seriously expected to come in and see you asleep on the ground again just like when Yeonjun got you blackout drunk—”

“Or maybe purple. Or blue! Blue would be a nice color for a knife—”

“I know you like to listen to music but jesus fuck Soob, I thought you were going to—”

“I’d just be worried that you’d—”

“Injure yourself!” You both finish at once, eyeing each other suspiciously. You take a deep breath afterward, trying to steady your beating heart. Of course, Soobin is fine. Because Soobin is always fine. This fact alone does nothing for your anxiety.

“I was trimming my hair,” Soobin finally tells you after a few seconds. He angles his long, slim frame a bit to let you see past. In the sink, sure enough, tufts of his honey-brown hair lie dormant. You blink once. Twice. Oh.

“I had my earphones in so I didn’t hear you knocking,” he finishes, reaching out to twist a finger around one of your strands now. He tugs playfully on it. “Figured I should look nice for the lunch.”

“I—heard water,” you say, leaning into his touch. Soobin nods. “I was shaving too. You probably heard the tail end of it, baby.”

You hum and suddenly feel goosebumps trail across your skin. The hot air from the warm tap is fading now, leaving a chill in its wake. “It’s snowing out,” you tell Soobin matter-of-factly, watching as he steps back to tap some aftershave onto his angular jawline.

“I’ll wear a coat. Are you wearing that?”

You hum and look down at your cashmere Burberry. It was a gift from the man standing in front of you, threaded with the finest materials and in the color he loves to see you in the most: a rich, classy blue. When you meet his eyes again, he’s back to smiling.

“Good, you look beautiful. We’re meeting your parents at noon, right?”

“Right,” you say. Soobin finishes at the sink, leaning down and pressing a chaste kiss to your cheek before ruffling your hair a bit.

“Okay, baby. Let’s go then, yeah?”

And then the anxiety from earlier is gone entirely. Instead, Soobin holds your hand, leads you out through your living room, and out of your home to the parked red Mini he’s so fond of driving, even if it’s not his.

And you have the sudden, glaring reminder that this is your life. Winter lunches with your husband and family. A man who is so soft and attentive with you, that he knows how to soothe those horrible thoughts of yours in an instant. A life so full of love, you aren’t exactly sure how you got this lucky. 

But it doesn’t matter. Because it’s yours. And it always will be.