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Day6 Band Aid Comeback Drabbles 🩹💕 [18+]

Sungjin ● Wonpil ● Dowoon ● Young K

Younghyun plopped on your couch next to you with a heavy sigh.

"Busy day?" You asked, glancing over to see his eyes already closed. You knew things had been extremely busy for him lately, nearly overwhelmingly so, with long band practices every day in preparation for the new album.

You paused your game and watched him nod a yes, his hands coming up to rub at his face tiredly. When he was busy like this, there wasn't much time to be together, and when you were together, it was mostly just lazing around. Which was better than nothing, of course, but you still felt worried and a bit helpless. You also felt selfish for missing being with him physically. You just had to take care of yourself in that way for a few weeks, then things could go back to normal.

"Hey I have tomorrow off," Younghyun said, a bit brighter, but voice still sleepy.

Your face lit up at that; his first day off in two weeks! Your mind thought instantly of all the fun things you could go out and do together. But then you remembered that he'd likely want to stay in and sleep.

The next morning you awoke from a very nice dream about Younghyun (likely fueled by your current sexual frustration) to his arm slung over your shoulder and his soft, dreamy breaths by your ear. Ugh, being so close made you want him that much more. You didn't want to stir in fear that you'd wake him, but your yearning was getting unbearable. You let your fingers slide down into your panties, just for a little bit of relief. Your clit pulsed needily beneath your fingertips and your muscles tensed in response. Your mind wandered back to the vague memories of your dream, that were slipping away and becoming blurrier by the moment.

"Can't even wait for me to wake up, hm?" Younghyun teased suddenly in your ear, making you jump. You didn't even notice him stir at all. His voice was deep, heavy, and groggy. He yawned and stretched slightly, then curled his arm downward, around your stomach now, and let his lips kiss lazily down the back of your neck. Your heart pounded in your chest now, your fingers continuing where they left off, circling your needy clit, his touch a heavenly addition. He groaned deeply in your ear, his hips now rocking into your ass, hand cupping your breast through your oversized shirt. "This is a nice way to start my day off," he joked. You closed your eyes and smiled; suddenly the idea of staying in bed all day was extremely appealing.

He reached down then from behind you and rubbed the crotch of your panties, pushing the fabric into your wet folds and groaning again when he felt you. "Why are you so wet already, baby?" He asked in pleasant confusion as he swiped his fingers over your clothed cunt.

"Nice dream," you hummed simply, bringing your hand up to pull on his hip and get him closer.

"Oh yeah?" He sounded amused now, and nibbled his way across your jaw. "Care to share?"

"Hmm, it'll be easier to show you."

Younghyun chuckled, voice still gravely. He reached into his boxer briefs and stroked his hand over his length, stiffening and growing in his hand with each second. "God I haven't cum in like a week and a half, I'm gonna blow the second I'm inside you," he sighed.

But you didn't care if it lasted a minute or an hour or all day, you just wanted to be with him. And your hips rocked back into his at the idea, your fingers still working your clit. You shimmied your panties down your thighs and he followed your lead, pulling down the front of his boxer briefs and pulling his cock out, then lining it up right away with your entrance. Younghyun lifted your leg just slightly and held your thigh as he pushed in, burying his face into your hair with a louder, groggy moan. His hand came up to wrap lightly around your throat and your mouth formed into an O as he pushed in. You shivered at the pleasure, relaxing at your lust starting to be satiated. You sighed contently and pushed your hips back, meeting his with every thrust, which started off slow and got quicker and more desperate as time went on. His hips dragged along your sheets, and before you knew it, you felt like you were acting like animals in heat. Your release hit you without warning, just tumbled you right over the edge, and so you gripped the sheets below you and bit down onto your pillow. "Fu-uck--" With his cock still bullying into you, the orgasm was drawn out and rattled through you for longer than you anticipated.

Younghyun was right behind you, pulling out then and jerking off swiftly, tip laid against your ass. "Oh my God, fuck..." You felt his cum paint your ass and lower back, accompanied by the sweetest deep moans. His breath heaved behind you and you knew yours was similar, both of your bodies surely sticky and hot now. Younghyun pulled your body close then, kissing your shoulders and upper back lovingly. "Breakfast or another round first?" He asked mischievously. That was an easy choice.

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[dayfics]

Hi! 22 and 50 with Sungjin. Thank u ❤

Sungjin & 22. “Show me how much you missed me.” + 50. "Please, I can't sit still."

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I couldn't resist writing reader w/ a praise kink. It fit well with the prompt, sorry! Also hereafter if you guys would like to specify who says the dialogue (in case I got it wrong, haha), I don't mind at all.

You were just about to fall asleep on the couch when you heard the front door of your apartment unlock – Sungjin was finally home. He'd been gone on a work trip for the last two weeks, and you'd whiled away the time trying to meet your deadlines, watching movies and texting him whenever the both of you were free. But in spite of regular contact, what you missed the most was his touch. The way he would put his arms around you when sitting together, feeling his warmth as you slept on your shared bed, and of course, the more intimate moments.

It'd been so long since you felt his fingers in you, or sucked him off, or even kissed him. Two weeks, yes – but when it came to Sungjin, even one day without his touch had you experiencing withdrawals.

So when he walked into the apartment, you jolted awake and ran over to give him a hug; he was dressed in a simple suit but you couldv'e sworn he had gotten more handsome in the past two weeks.

You relaxed completely as soon as you felt his arms around you, one of his hands coming to stroke your hair like it always did. You loved that little habit he had whenever he hugged you. "Hey, sweetheart," you could hear the smile in his voice.

"Sungjin, god, I missed you so much," you warbled into his chest, taking in his warmth, hugging him tighter.

"I know, I know, me too..." he cooed, closing the door with his foot for privacy.

After a minute or two, Sungjin kissed the top of your head as he tried to pull away, but you didn't move. You felt more than heard the deep chuckle that came from him, before he said, "I'm all yours, baby. Just let me freshen up and I'll be with you in five minutes."

You reluctantly let him go into the bathroom, knowing that he couldn't fully relax till he was clean. You could appreciate that about him.

After five agonising minutes, Sungjin emerged in all his wet-haired glory, wearing a loose shirt and shorts. It was embarrassing how turned on you were, but who could blame you? You watched as he shook a towel on his hair and put his used clothes in the laundry basket. You admired his legs and strong arms, the way his shirt spiked slightly as he dried his hair and, well, everything about him. He was so, so classically handsome, and you were beginning to crave him more and more.

He walked over to the sofa, where you were sitting, but you decided to stand up and meet him halfway instead, catching his amused face before you tiptoed to kiss him. Your hands roamed over his chest and torso, desperate to be closer to him. Sungjin held you by the waist, and the feeling of his hands on you, but not doing anything, was almost enough to make you cry of frustration. You whined helplessly against his lips, grabbing onto his arms.

The kisses grew more passionate, and his hands started to move along your back, causing you to shiver involuntarily. You were getting more worked up by the minute, and you could tell Sungjin was too, by the way he grunted against your lips. Soon enough you were breathless and reluctantly broke the kiss, breathing heavily.

He moved his hand to cup your face. "I missed you." he said again, looking into your eyes with so much love and admiration.

"I missed you more," you said, leaning into his touch. You took his other hand in yours, interlacing your fingers with his.

"Oh, yeah? Show me how much," he smirked.

You were mildly surprised, because you didn't see this playful side of Sungjin often in intimate moments. But you loved to please, so you promptly sunk to your knees in front of him. The slight raise of his eyebrow told you he was taken aback by your eagerness, and the way he looked at you intently was causing an almost unbearable throb between your legs.

You knew, though, that if you were good for him now, he'd be amazing to you later. So you ignored your needs for the time being, and instead slowly moved your hands up his thighs over his boxers. You pulled them down by the waistband, biting your lip as you immediately felt yourself get wetter when you saw his dick in front of you. Sungjin carded a hand through your hair with a lazy smirk on his face; he loved watching your reactions.

You started with a few strokes along his length before you took him in your mouth. He let out a low groan. "Fuck, you feel so good," he said in a tone that made you squeeze your thighs, desperate for some relief.

His grip in your hair tightened as he started to control your movements, picking up the pace. When you went as far down as you could, and your nose pressed against Sungjin's abdomen, he held you there for a bit, and you tried your best to relax your throat to take him in. "Ah, Y/N... you're so good for me, such a good girl."

You interlocked your fingers in an effort to control yourself; to have him praise you like this after what felt like forever was almost torturous. You started to tear up a little as his movements sped up, your eyes fluttering shut as Sungjin continued to guide you on his dick. "Look at me," he commanded, and you glanced up at him through your eyelashes to his handsome face, damp hair falling on his forehead. "Lean back baby, let me fuck your mouth, can you do that for me?"

Of course you could. You loved being good for him, even now, even though you were so desperate to feel him you could cry. You sat back on your heels. Your immediate obedience was intoxicating to Sungjin, you were so eager to please him. "God, you're an angel," he murmured almost to himself; you looked so sweet in this moment, even though his dick was in your mouth. "Tell me if it's too much, okay?"

He bunched up your hair to have better control of you before he thrusted into your mouth, starting slow so he didn't hurt you. You tried your best to keep your eyes open, the view too erotic to miss: Sungjin's head slightly tilted backwards, his mouth occasionally leaving a shaky breath, eyebrows slightly furrowed in concentration. Your knuckles were white from the effort it took to stay still — your panties were soaking at this point and it was obvious how needy you were.

You could tell he was close by his grip on your hair and the soft moans he let out. The sight and sounds in front of you were so sinfully pleasing you almost couldn’t bear it — Sungjin was fucking hot.

He picked up the pace for a time before asking, “Can I cum in your mouth, sweetheart?”, the nickname wildly contradictory to what he was doing with you. You moaned around his dick, which he took as a yes and which brought him to his orgasm.

You swallowed without him asking, which he swore could’ve made him cum again untouched. He tilted your chin to look up at him, moving some stray hair from your face. Sungjin always made an effort to be gentle with you, especially after rougher moments like these.

“You were so good, baby,” he smiled down at you, “do you want anything else? Hm? Let me make you feel good.”

You looked so beautiful with your slightly disheveled hair and flushed cheeks, sitting down and looking up at him with teary eyes. Wait, teary?

On realising you were crying, Sungjin immediately knelt down with concern on his face. He brought his other hand to your face and gently wiped your tears with his thumbs.

“Are you okay, darling? Was I too rough? I’m sorry, I didn’t realise…”

“Please fuck me, Sungjin…”

“…What?”

Your emotions were all over the place, and Sungjin’s clear shock made you want to laugh and cry at the same time. More of the crying though, because you wanted him so bad it was unbearable.

“Need you to fuck me, please, I can't sit still, missed you so much,” you rambled through small sobs, not even caring about how desperate you sounded. It was all true, anyway.

Sungjin closed his eyes with a small chuckle, relieved that he didn’t hurt you. He wondered what incredibly noble thing he might’ve done in another life to deserve someone like you in this one. Saved a country, maybe? “You,” he said, hands moving to hold yours, “are going to be the death of me.”

“I’ll take care of you, baby, don’t worry.”

[causeilikelix]

could you do a junwon (ex fantasy boys) full smut where he basically ties the reader up, spanks her, and really really degrades her? Idk if you are a dark content writer, but if you are, could you make him like toxic and manipulative? If not, then don’t include that part. Also, could I please be 🛍 anon? Thanksss!!!<<<3333

You can totally be 🛍 anon!

Unfortunately I don't write for him or that group!

I mainly write for Stray Kids, Exo, and Day6

Thank you 🥰

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Sorry I haven’t posted in a minute, I’ve had a terrible case of Writer’s Block™️, specifically with part 2 of Mistake, but I am going to start writing today and *maybe* i can have something up by tomorrow!

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please note that I am no longer actively writing for day6 and that by putting this groups in the 'archive' does not necessarily mean I will stop writing for them entirely. Any series originally planned for any members in these groups have either been put in the vault or recasted.

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»» Creature Feature '20: The Summoning ♧ p.sungjin

➥ 7.4k; Sungjin is an incubus that hasn’t seen any action in years. So when Y/N summons him, thinking she can make a deal with him for power, Sungjin is more than willing to play her little game. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you look at it, Sungjin doesn’t make those kinds of deals. But that doesn’t mean summoning him will be a complete waste of time, right?

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➥ 11.2k; Being cursed a werecat, Wonpil often wishes he’d been bitten by a werewolf. Instead of turning into a fearsome half man, half beast every full moon, he turns into an eight pound black house cat. What will happen one night when he gets rescued by a witch named Y/N and taken to her cottage in the woods?

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Day6 Smut Headcanons

As promised, here's some smut headcanons for these boys! 💙🍀💚 I posted a Younghyun A-Z once, but that was 5 years ago (!) so my opinions are probably a bit different now. 18+ under the cut, yall~

Sungjin

It takes him awhile to really understand that you find him hot, to understand that yes, you are very attracted to him. He doesn't see himself in that way, so it's flattering and surprising for him, even if you tell him on many different occasions. Because of that, you often have to be the one to initiate sex, at least for a few months into a relationship. But when he is in bed, he's a good partner; very attentive, and passionate when he gets going. No dom/sub dynamic with him, just mutual pleasure. Everything's very balanced: you go down on him, he's gonna go down on you. He doesn't really think about which of those he likes better, it's all nice in his mind. When you give him head, he guides you carefully with both hands, watching you intently and holding your hair gently. When he gives you head, he focuses and closes his eyes, making out with your pussy until you're squirming. Loves to shove his tongue as deep into you as he can get it. He loves to be on top and in control, so something classic like missionary is definitely a go-to, but he also loves having you on your stomach and taking you from behind. His sounds are minimal, as he tries to maintain that Busan tenacity, but when he does let go, his moans are deep, clear, and melodic with a slight husk. When he cums, he pushes deep into you, bites hard on his lip and slips out a curse. And oh does he love to cum inside you, to fill you up and revel in his possessive tendencies. But if not inside you, he likes it when you jerk him off onto your tongue. Would call you something like "angel" or "kitten". He probably wouldn't say it outright, but he loves to spoil you.

Younghyun

A very intimate partner; his hands are all over your body whenever he gets the chance. He'll come up behind you when you're cooking or doing dishes and wrap his arms around you, kissing your neck or just standing there with you in his arms and his chin on your shoulder. In bed, he'll pull off your garments piece by piece and let his hands and lips traverse your body before anything else. He loves intimate positions where your bodies are closely intertwined, and loves to hold your gaze while you have sex. Having you straddling him while he sits on a couch or comfy chair is a fave for him, and he'd be up for cock warming too. Calls you "baby" all the time, and likes to be called a nice little domestic pet name like "honey". He's very talkative during sex, not just with dirty talk, but having like full conversations. He has such a penchant for truly enjoying and appreciating experiences while he's having them, so it's quite common for him to smile warmly at you when you're together. He loves oral sex, both giving and receiving. When he's giving, he spreads your legs wide and uses his fingers a lot, watching your reactions to everything. When you're going down on him, he furrows his brow and bites his lips till they're red and swollen, trying so hard not to let his instincts take over and fuck your face. But if you let him...yeah he'll take the opportunity. Deep throating is such a big turn on for him, and he just loves to cum in your mouth and see you swallow. He can be a bit shy with his moans, relying more on his words, but with a little encouragement will let you hear them more. And thank God for that, because he sounds lovely; relaxed and husky and sprinkled with dirty words under his breath. "Oh my God, you're so good for me, baby...taking it so good...yeah, you want it, don't you, baby? Tell me how much you want me..." If you suggest something a little kinkier or toys, he'd hesitantly be open to trying it.

Wonpil

Anyone who's read some of my Wonpil stuff knows that in my mind, he's the quintessential Baby Boy 😌💕 He needs a soft dom to take care of him. Very obedient and loves to please, he'd let you tie him up, gag him, blindfold him, leash him, tease him, edge him, whatever. He loves it when you take charge, and his favorite positions are when you're on top, though he also likes to spoon. He also would totally let you peg him. When he goes down on you, he prefers for you to sit on his face. Run your fingers through his hair and tell him how good he is letting you use his mouth, and he's melting into a whimpering puddle beneath you. When you go down on him, he squirms and whimpers for more, but bites his tongue to keep himself from begging too much. He watches you with shaky breath as you take all of him in your mouth. Cums wherever you tell him to, often ending up doing so in your hand. He tries his best to hold it until you tell him he can cum, but he has a hard time with that. Breathy, clipped, whiny moans leave him when you touch him, only getting louder and whinier the closer he gets. "Please, I'm so close, c-can I cum, please?" He's very curious about toys and open to experimenting with them, on himself and on you. Loves to be called "baby boy", "honey", "sweetie", things like that. He'll call you "baby" in public and whatever you want him to behind closed doors. He gets off to the idea of cuckolding, but would probably never actually let another person fuck you.

Dowoon

He gets kinda cocky when he knows you want him, and so uses the opportunity to tease you and make you ask for it. He likes to hear you say you want him, and sometimes playfully won't even let you kiss him until you say as much. Despite that, he's clingy, but not annoyingly so. It's really very endearing. Innocent date nights turn hotter faster with him, and you may never watch an entire movie together, as you always end up dry humping or fucking before the credits roll. He loves your ass and is always finding some excuse to have his hand on it. In public he'll just call you by your name, but in bed he likes to call you "princess" or "good girl" and to think of himself as more dom than he actually is. Deep grunts rumble in his chest, along with exasperated exhales, when you fuck. "Going crazy, can't believe how good you feel..." He's actually not that into receiving head, but he loves a good handjob. He'll go down on you, but thinks of it more as foreplay and doesn't stay down there long. Which is a shame, because he's quite good at it. He just can't wait to be inside you and often gets ahead of himself, and so most of your sex life is intercourse. But once he starts fucking you, he's so determined to do his very best. He's focused and passionate, and loves to try all kinds of positions. If he had to choose a favorite, it would probably be reverse cowgirl. Again, because he loves your ass, and because it's endlessly hot to him to watch you riding him. He's also a bit voyeuristic, loving to watch you get yourself off. Public sex is intriguing to him, but he's hesitant to actually try it. He loves to cum on your chest, and often ends up just pulling out and hurriedly cumming wherever's closest, like your ass or lower stomach. Doesn't often cum inside you though, he likes to see your skin covered in it.

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[dayfics]

Hi, I miss day6 so much. I’d like to request 65 with Sungjin please. So excited to read! Thank u

Sungjin & 65. “Quiet, baby, the others will hear.”

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I miss them so much too. I think it shows in this. ♡

You couldn't be more thankful that your boyfriend's friend group was so easygoing, kind and funny that you clicked instantly - since Sungjin spoke so highly of them, you really wanted to be able to make a good connection with them.

Sungjin was glad too, which resulted in you tagging along for most of their outings and lunches; you were more or less one of them now. And that's how you found yourself cuddled with Sungjin under a warm blanket, watching a Disney movie with his friends sprawled over different parts of his living room.

You were in a pretty fucking great position, you couldn't lie. You were painfully aware of how nice Sungjin's body felt against you, how his big hands were holding you close, and it was taking everything in you to not ask his friends to please get out because you can't keep it in your pants.

You were hardly concentrating on the movie, and Sungjin tracing circles on your shoulder wasn't helping at all. To satisfy yourself a little, you leaned up and kissed him on his jawline, to get his attention. He looked at you with a smile before kissing you fully, and you took the opportunity to get closer to him, adjusting your position.

He discreetly moved his hands to your hair, taking care to not make any loud or obvious movements. You were so frustrated with how little he was giving you, even though you knew you wouldn't want to be embarrassed in front of his friends either. But it felt so purposeful, like he knew how needy you were and was teasing you on purpose. You wouldn't put it past him, honestly.

By this point, everyone had fallen asleep - it was the third movie in a row and the middle of the night; they were probably tired from the day's activities. But you were wide awake.

"Sungjin," you whispered, looking at him as your lips detached from his. Your forehead was resting against his, his hand still lightly cradling your head, making you look at him.

"What, baby?" He asks, a twinkle in his eye. You know he knows.

"I want you to kiss me properly," you said softly, resting your head on his shoulder. His arms held you against him, and you were getting more worked up from the proximity. God, he was intoxicating.

The others were well aware that a dimly lit room with big sofas and bulky blankets was a ready invite for you two to fool around, so when they chose their places to watch the movie, they made sure to keep a safe distance from the both of you. The realisation that you and Sungjin were the only ones on the sofa while everyone else was asleep at least five feet away was both funny and embarrassing.

But you didn't have much time to think about it as Sungjin's fingers traced along your torso, under the loose shirt you may or may not have chosen strategically. Every touch was so careful and gentle that it made you all the more frustrated; when his other hand began grazing under your ear you almost snapped.

You put your hand on his chest and buried your face in his neck, feeling a soft laugh from him at your antics. "Baby, please," you mumbled into his neck, and the sensation made him take in a sharp breath.

"Please what?" He teased again, his hands still making you feel impossibly sensitive.

"Do something 'cause I'm about to cry," you whined, moving your head to look at him. "I'm sorry I'm saying this in front of your friends, I know it's embarrassing and stupid but I really just–"

Sungjin discreetly slipped his hands under the waistband of your pants, and kissed you before you had a chance to make a sound. His fingers lightly pressed your pussy through your underwear, and you sighed into the kiss. When he started moving them, though still not fully satisfying you, it got harder to keep quiet. You went back to cradling in his neck, squeezing your eyes shut to concentrate on staying silent.

And then, it happened. As skilfully and smoothly as he had touched you elsewhere, he moved your panties to the side and pushed in two of his fingers, painstakingly slow. And you couldn't stop the moan that left your lips at finally feeling him inside you.

"Quiet, baby, the others will hear," he spoke against your ear, his deep voice so close to you. You then realised the movie was long over – everyone was still asleep, but it meant you didn't have the TV to drown you out anymore, and had to work even harder to be quiet.

Sungjin started moving his fingers, and your hand moved to grip his shoulder. His other hand now cupped your breast, lightly flicking your nipple, and all the while, he got busy with leaving soft kisses on your neck. There were so many sensations at once, you were starting to lose your mind. "Ah, S-Sungjin, fuck..." you whined when he started to pick up the pace, gripping his shirt uselessly as you squirmed in his hold.

"You're so pretty like this, baby. Why did you apologise? I'll always give my baby what she wants. This is what you want, isn't it?" he whispered huskily, and he noticed the way you shivered involuntarily; the way you bit your lip to stop yourself upon hearing his words.

You felt his thumb starting to touch your clit, and the stimulation was almost too much ��� he was still mercilessly toying with your nipple, the pain and pleasure of his fingers on your breast was already driving you insane. And of course, the way he was talking to you, voice low and stern, was making all of this a lot harder.

Sungjin evidently knew you well, because as soon as he started to flick your clit with his thumb, he brought up his free hand to cover your mouth. And even though you missed his hand on your breast, the idea of him keeping you quiet like this was a lot hotter.

You felt your orgasm approaching as he started to move his fingers faster, the pressure on your clit getting harsher. "Come on baby, let go," he encouraged, admiring the fucked out expression on your face. "Fuck, Sungjin, I–" you closed your eyes as the building knot in your abdomen came undone, your head falling back onto his shoulder.

Sungjin's hand left your mouth and his fingers finally slowed down as you calmed down, before he took them out completely. You looked up at him with a faint smile on your face, a slight blush on your cheeks from the situation. "That was... amazing."

"Not bad at all, angel," he smirked at you, "you were quiet. For the most part." He brought his fingers in front of you and you opened your mouth obediently, sucking them clean. Sungjin watched with glassy eyes as he thought about how your lips looked so, so perfect around his fingers, and how much better they would look around his dick. But he chose to focus on you for now, for the moment, before he could get you alone and do what he so desperately wanted to.

You kept eye contact as he took his fingers out of your mouth. The moment felt so private and erotic as a thin line of spit formed between your mouth and his fingertips. Sungjin kissed you slowly and sweetly now, and your hands ran through his hair as you felt yourself wanting more again.

He broke the kiss and smiled sheepishly. "They're all asleep anyway. I don't know why we didn't just go to my room."

You laughed, the thought didn't even occur to you. "This was more fun though."

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Viva La Vida | k.yh | day6

Heartbeat | k.yh | day6

WAYO (songfic mini-series) | treasure

5 In The Morning | l.ch | svt

Please Never Fall In Love Again | h.js | skz

Wings | k.sw | tbz

Guiding Light | y.jw | enha

The Middle | p.sh | enha

Dirty Mind | k.sw | tbz

Lunchbox Friends | l.hs | enha

Please Never Fall In Love Again | j.jk | bts

Tidal Wave | j.jk | bts

Decalcomania | j.jk | bts

Why | j.jk | bts

Golden Dandelions | k.th | bts

Leave Before You Love Me | p.jm | bts

SAD GIRLZ LUV MONEY | j.jk | bts

Blue Side (Outro) | j.hs | bts

Sparks | j.jk | bts

better off | k.nj | bts

Anchor | k.th | bts

drunk | j.jk | bts

2022

Astronomy | j.jk | bts

Problémon | j.hs | bts

hostage | bts

Lo Vas A Olvidar | p.jm | bts

Jenny (I Wanna Ruin Our Friendship) | j.jk | bts

Night Swim | j.jk | bts

Daddy Issues | j.jk | bts

AURORA | ateez

come out and play | j.jk | bts

Euphoria (DJ Swivel Mix) | j.jk | bts

Wildfire | j.jk | bts

Like Real People Do | j.jk | bts

Airplane Mode | j.jk | bts

Heaven’s Cloud | l.ch | svt

Wicked Game | l.ch | svt

The A Team | l.ch | svt

Cold War | j.jk | bts

Valley of Lies | txt

8 | j.jk | bts

Speed of Light | a.g

We’ll Never Have Sex | a.g

Love It If We Made It | a.g

Little Lion Man | j.jk | bts

Bittersweet | k.sj | bts

Forever | j.jk | bts

Bathroom Bitch | j.jk | bts

2023

Habits | m.yg & j.jk | bts

Dog Teeth | k.th | bts

Something For Your M.I.N.D | j.jk | bts

WILD | j.jk | bts

Come Inside of My Heart | j.hs | bts

Tally | k.nj | bts

Mejuffrou Sonneblom | j.hs | bts

Poetic Vulgarity | k.nj | bts

Dumped | m.yg | bts

Lost In Japan | j.hs | bts

Humankind | k.sj | bts

VOID | p.jm | bts

Letter | p.jm | bts

The News | j.jk | bts

Scrawny | j.jk | bts

Pools | k.th | bts

for him | k.sj | bts

Face Down | j.jk | bts

Deploy | k.th | bts

21 | j.jk | bts

Hope | p.jm | bts

Mix Tape | k.nj | bts

Strawberry Skies | p.jm | bts

Tangerine | k.th | bts

Hoodie | p.jm | bts

Pretending | h.js | skz

Moon | p.jm | bts

Anti-Curse | k.nj | bts

Fahrradsattel | j.jk | bts

It’s Only Sex | p.jm | bts

Lovers Rock | j.jk | bts

Miserable (You & Me) | h.js | skz

Fireflies | h.js | skz

Grayson | h.js | skz

Hey Lover | h.js | skz

Sweet Disposition | h.js | skz

Sorry, I Love You | h.js | skz

touch tank | b.ch | skz

Backyard Boy | h.js | skz

Fast Car | b.ch | skz

Creep | h.js | skz

Dream Sweet in Sea Major | h.js | skz

Agnes | l.mh | skz

The Color Violet | h.js | skz

Without Me | h.js | skz

All I Want | j.jk | bts

Wrong Time | h.js | skz

2024

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[yer-cute-when-you-scream]

Not me disappearing again, I’m sorry I haven’t really posted anything like I intended, I just started my job at the post office and holy hell, am I exhausted literally all the time. I am going to try to write today, even if it isn’t part 2 to Mistake, I want to publish SOMETHING soon.

[withleeknow]

wishful thinking. (07)

chapter seven: built to break

summary: the instruction was plain and simple: no strings attached. but you should’ve known from the beginning that it could never apply to you and him.

pairing: minho x f!reader rating: 18+ (minors dni) genres/warnings: friends to lovers, friends with benefits au, college au; fluff, angst, smut; the gorlies are fighting...?, not much for warnings in this chapter ig word count: 4.3k note: i finally got off my ass and wt is finally back lol. i had a last minute change of plans and thought "oh! you know what would be pretty neat? if we prolong the angst so everyone can be sad for longer!" <3 and this is how i announce that the next chapter is not wt8 but wt7.5 and it's written from his pov <3 merry christmas

as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡

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I’ll hold my breath as I wait for your answer I’ll leave it up to you Tell me whether it’s yes or no Baby, love me or leave me tonight

Love Me or Leave Me - Day6

The warning signs, they're there. You can see them before they materialize. You know your own tells.

Your metaphorical bags are packed, your shoes are already on. You're about to run again, leave a half empty house before it has the chance to become a home. No one has to tell you that you're a flight risk; you're well aware of it yourself.

Wednesday Min: got plans tonight? You: booked and busy with ze old canvas Min: tomorrow? You: same thing probably. sorry Min: u're working hard lately You: yeah this one is just driving me crazy and i need it to turn out decent Min: it'll be perfect. it's u

Thursday Min: running errands at the store Min: want me to bring u anything? that caramel popcorn u like?

Friday Min: don't work too hard. remember to eat

That was three days ago, the last time you'd heard from him after you left him on read. It wasn't a complete lie; this project is driving you kinda crazy and you do need it to end up a decent piece, but you weren't exactly holed up in your apartment to slave over your painting. And you suppose Minho didn't find it all that suspicious because you tend to do this sometimes - disappear for a couple of days and force yourself to focus whenever you had a project to finish, before you come back to everybody again. You've come back to him before; it stands to reason that you'll do it again.

It's been about two weeks since you'd seen him, though the memories of that evening are still fresh in your mind - the evening of the group dinner, when he'd kissed you goodnight and left for his parents' house the following day. True to his words, he did send you pictures of the cats - ones of Soonie wearing a matching hoodie with him, a few of Doongie and Dori napping at the foot of his bed. There was an accompanying text - The kids miss you - along with a frowning emoji, and it made you wonder if what he really meant was I miss you.

You wanted him to miss you, because you missed him too.

The photos brought a smile to your face despite the predicament you found yourself in. A smile that was short lived, a smile that was soon wiped off when you realized your heart shouldn't be swelling with that much affection for him. It shouldn't, but the truth was that it did and you don't know how to live with it.

Love isn't something you've ever learned to hold.

It's beautiful yet full of thorns, and your hands are too clumsy to ever keep it from slipping from your fingers.

You remember when you first met Minho. Freshman year, at some popular senior's house party.

It feels like forever ago when you were just an awkward freshman at orientation who didn't have a single clue on how to make friends. Jess was your first friend in college, and you'll always be grateful that you got along well enough that she adopted you into the group with the rest of the guys.

You didn't cross paths with Minho until you were already acquainted with everyone else. On the night of the party, you remember being enamored with him for those couple of hours, and it wasn't the side effect of too many solo cups of cheap beer. Who in their right mind wouldn't be infatuated with him? He was beautiful, absolutely alluring, and you would always tell him as much.

Back then, he had brown hair, slighter shorter than now but it was tinted with the most gorgeous shade of red. You didn't know much about Minho, only been told that he was pretty quiet and might be off-putting to new people. It was sort of true; that night, you were intimidated by the aura he exuded. Mysterious, couldn't be bothered, didn't seem to give a shit. He looked like a scary little thing, while you were the new kid who was only trying to observe everyone's dynamics, not wanting to overstep any unspoken boundary.

To this day, you're still not sure what really happened, how you two immediately clicked and he's been one of the most important parts of your life ever since.

Maybe it was just him. Maybe it's always been him.

Minho, the one who makes you smile when all you want to do is curl up and cry. The one who makes you laugh when you look for joy but the search comes up empty. The one who grounds you every time you lose your way. Your anchor, the safe harbor you can always return to. The light at the end of a long, long tunnel.

You don't know where you stand, don't know where it goes from here now that everything is changing. He told you so himself, that nothing changed for him, but how could he possibly know that everything is changing for you? And it infuriates you to no end because you don't even have anyone to talk about this with. You're the only person whose world is being turned upside down after all.

You can't tell your friends because they can't know about you and Minho. You can't tell Minho because what would you even say? That you think you're in love with him? That the implications of what it means are devastating to you?

For the first time, you regret everything. Kissing him that night, sleeping with him, becoming whatever this is with him. Letting down your guard and falling for him somewhere along the way and you didn't even stop to notice it. You regret all of the decisions you've made up until now, because they've only led you to the point of no return, the point of losing him. You made bad decision after bad decision after bad decision, until you couldn't anymore. All along, there's been no one else to blame but you.

Maybe it hasn't happened yet, but it's inevitable. You will lose him. You are going to lose him.

There's no other ending, no other alternative that you can imagine. You're going to leave because you're a coward and it's what you do best. You ruin things before they get a chance to hurt you. You leave because if you don't leave then you'll be left behind, and you'd rather not bear the brunt of it.

Now, when you think of Minho, the thought is always accompanied by a painful reminder - Nothing changed for him.

When you get to the cafe, Hyunjin and Seungmin are already seated in a corner booth, three drinks in front of them, one of which they'd ordered for you before you arrived.

You slide into the seat next to Hyunjin, smiling at him appreciatively for the drink. There's still over half an hour before you have to walk to your shared class, over half an hour before Seungmin parts ways with you two to do whatever or whoever it is that Seungmin does on his off days.

"I still think it's Nara," Hyunjin says, casually sipping his iced coffee.

"Nara from your Lit class last semester?"

"Yup."

"Why?"

"I saw them talking at a party once."

"Okay. And?"

"And what? That's it."

"That's... all the evidence you have to back up your claim?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

You wave your hands in front of them. "What are you bozos talking about?"

"He’s still trying to figure out who Minho is hooking up with," Seungmin is the one who answers you without missing a beat, then he turns back to Hyunjin. "Anyway, it can't be Nara. She's dating Jaehyun on the basketball team."

The friend next to you flails his arms like a petulant child, like he couldn't have possibly seen this coming, like he was so sure that he had finally solved the mystery. "Great. I'm back to square one again."

You straighten your back and reach for your drink, tentatively gulping down the beverage as if it'll hide the fact that you've gone stiff the second this topic is brought up. You feel bad about it, sure. These are your friends that you're lying to after all. They don't have to look anywhere far; the answer to the secret is right in front of them.

"We're still on about that?" you ask in the calmest, most nonchalant voice you can muster. You usually consider yourself a believable liar (which, to be honest, isn't really a flex at all), but whenever someone mentions this little arrangement between you and Minho that shouldn't be common knowledge for anyone else, you feel like you're been put under a spotlight for the whole world to scrutinize.

"Duh," Hyunjin says. "You know, I'm kinda surprised that you don't know. You two are like, attached at the hip sometimes."

You give him a thoughtless shrug, your hands fiddling with the sticker on the plastic cup as you avoid looking at either of your friends. "Maybe he just wants to keep private things private, y'know? You wouldn't like either if all of us is suddenly all up in your business. And besides, what if it's just casual?"

Hyunjin scoffs. "Please, I'm an open book. I tell you guys everything. I tell you every time I hook up with someone."

"Yeah, but you see, literally no one needs to know that," Seungmin says.

The taller one only scoffs, waving his hands around dismissively in Seungmin's direction before he turns to you. "If it was just casual, would he save her name as - oh my God, I forgot what her contact name is. Freaking bird person or something."

You make a face. "What?"

"Dude, seriously?" Seungmin rolls his eyes. "You forgot one word? Dove? What is the matter with you?"

Perhaps it's the half-hearted teasing judgment in Seungmin's voice that makes Hyunjin take offense and drop the topic. The conversation veers off course when they start bickering like children in the busy cafe. You suppose it works in your favor, but you can't focus. You drown it all out.

Your hand is still on the cup but the sticker has been left alone and forgotten, half peeled off, half still clinging to the plastic underneath the condensation.

The single word repeats itself in your mind, over and over and over again.

The entire time you're in class, you don't really focus on anything. You can't bring yourself to listen to whatever your professor is saying, not after what Hyunjin and Seungmin told you earlier. At some point, your friend has to nudge your shoulder to bring you back down to earth when usually, you're the one who has to remind Hyunjin to pay attention. Class ends soon enough though; time tends to fly by when your mind is lost elsewhere.

"What's wrong with you today?" he asks with his bag slung over his shoulder, slowing down his steps to match your speed as you walk out of the lecture hall together.

You scratch the back of your neck sheepishly. "Nothing's wrong. I was just tired."

"You wanna grab dinner with me and Felix?"

Any other day, you would've agreed in a heartbeat. But today, you want to be alone. Sometimes, you'd rather wallow in your own misery than settle for a temporary distraction.

You're still stuck on the conversation from earlier, on the small detail that Hyunjin and Seungmin had let slip in the cafe.

Dove.

His dove.

Maybe it doesn't mean anything. Perhaps it's only a nickname that he's assigned to you out of mere platonic fondness, but it makes you conscious about the dove on your own wrist nonetheless, the one that you feel compelled to hide from your friends underneath your long sleeve.

"No, it's okay," you tell Hyunjin. "I'll just go home and sleep it off."

"Okay. I can walk you for a bit," he says. "Just wait with me here. Minho's coming to give me back something he borrowed."

"Minho's coming?" you ask too quickly for it to sound casual. There's a panicked edge that you can hear in your own voice, though you don't think Hyunjin picks it up as he unlocks his phone and types something on the screen.

"Yeah, he was at the library. He's coming over right now, should only be a couple minutes. Then I'll walk back with you."

You shift on your feet uneasily, but you cover it up by rubbing your hands on your arms to pretend like you're just cold. There's no excuse that you could think of that would justify why you can't stand here with Hyunjin for just two more minutes, without giving it away the fact that you're avoiding Minho.

You take in a quiet breath, put on your best brave face. Casual, nonchalant. It's just Minho. Just Minho...

He comes up from behind, where you can't see him. A warm hand gently lands on your shoulder, and it takes everything not to shy away from his touch. It takes even more not to lean into his side.

You've missed it. You've missed him.

"Hey." He smiles at you while Hyunjin only gets a nod in acknowledgment.

"Hey." You return the smile, though you're sure you look a little rigid. You can tell there's an inkling of confusion in his eyes when he senses that your energy is off, but you're thankful he doesn't comment on it, at least not in front of Hyunjin anyway.

You don't notice the paper bag in his other hand until he hands it to your other friend with a simple Thanks, to which Hyunjin just nods along in a silent You're welcome.

"I was going to walk with Y/N for a bit and then meet Felix for food," he tells Minho. "You wanna get burgers with me and Lix?"

"No, thanks. I'm not hungry, I had a late lunch. I'll take the walk though."

You didn't plan on being alone with Minho today, even though you knew you had to talk to him eventually. You just thought you had a little more time, at least until you got your shit together and face him with a brave façade.

Minho's hand brushes yours the entire time you walk, and it's nothing if not confusing. It's unbearable, the way your fingers twitch with the urge to intertwine them with his.

It persists even after Hyunjin has waved you goodbye to you two and turned to head wherever he and Felix agreed to meet. You think Minho would hold your hand now that it's just you and him, but he doesn't. He lets your skin continue to brush, lets you suffer alone and wanting in your sunken disappointment.

It has very little to do with him and everything to do with you, the conflicting thoughts inside your head piling up one by one the more time you spend in his presence.

Dove, the brief display of jealousy at Yeonjun's party, the way he looks at you sometimes that you can't really decipher the meaning behind, how he kisses you so tenderly that it can't possibly be strictly platonic. You want these things to all mean something, and yet...

You want him to hold your hand, but you know you'd wave it off if he tries to reach for your fingers. You want him to stop you right then and there to kiss you breathless, just as he had that night two weeks ago, even though you're sure you'd only dodge his lips and push him away. You want to stay, you want to leave. You're terrified of things changing, but you wish that something, anything, would be different for him; that you aren't the only one who's spinning out of control. You love him, but you wish you didn't.

Eventually, Minho asks, "You okay?"

It's not until now that you realize this is the first time you've ever been this quiet around him. You purse your lips, glancing down briefly at your feet as you keep on treading the rest of the way home. "Yeah, all good. I'm just tired," you tell him, visibly unenthusiastic despite the smile you try to fake. "I just need to sleep it off."

"The project stressing you out?"

"I guess, yeah."

"And here I thought maybe you were avoiding me," he says, half a joke, half inquisitive. "Were you?"

"Was I what?"

"Were you avoiding me?"

You give him a weird look, one that's meant to be dismissive and call his question ridiculous even though you know you've been caught. And maybe it's the over-the-top glance that you throw his way and the way your pitch goes higher when you reply, "Why would I be avoiding you?" that makes him stop walking.

On the other side of the street, there's a couple of kids in high school uniforms, exchanging shy glances and sharing fond giggles.

Minho calls your name softly, and it's like you're just waiting for the ball to drop. You don't want to turn back and look at him, but what other option do you have? What else is there to do?

You can't decipher the expression on his face. He's still calm, but the air has turned serious, the silence of the mostly empty streets surrounding you only serves as the soundtrack of your impending heartbreak. The tender and innocent laughter fades away when young love moves further and further from where you stand. "What?" you ask with faux nonchalance as you look at him, another attempt at stalling. Biding your time even though a few more minutes aren't going to do any good for your case.

Anyone with half a braincell could tell that clearly it's not the truth, let alone someone who has learned to read you better than the back of his hand. He doesn't look like he believes you, though he doesn't push it, much to your surprise.

"Okay," he says after a moment of studying you, and this should be the part where you heave a sigh of relief because he's letting you off the hook for now, but your chest doesn't feel lighter at all. Your head is clouded with dread, with the anticipation that you're only delaying the inevitable.

You walk the rest of the way in awful silence, because you know that he knows something is wrong. You try your best to appear composed, but he sees right through you. You know he does.

You must look like a frightened animal, one that's about to take off running any second now.

When you reach your building, Minho is quick to keep you with him before you can make up a lame excuse and bolt.

"Hey," he starts, his voice so impossibly gentle that it hurts. "You know you can tell me anything, right?"

Heavier and heavier, it weighs you down until you feel like your chest is going to collapse. The nerves gnaw on you, clawing into you until you feel your heartbeat quicken, the overwhelming dread simmering low in your belly.

"I know," you say, but deep down, what you're really thinking is, Not this. This is the one thing I can't tell you.

"Is everything okay?"

It's the way that Minho's got his gaze set on you with those deep brown irises, the concern so apparent in them that it hurts you. It's the way he looks like he wants to reach out and touch you - a comforting hand on your shoulder or your back like you're so familiar with - but he has to hold himself back or you might slip away.

It's him, how he always puts you first, how he cares about you in ways that you've never been cared about before. He understands you, he sees you. It feels like it could be love if you let the lines blur just enough.

Is love supposed to hurt? Like this?

Maybe it's not that you don't know how to hold love. Maybe it's because you're not meant to hold it at all. Insignificant, unlovable.

And... it's the reminder that cuts through the dread like the sharpest knife.

You leave his question unanswered, because nothing is okay and you can't tell him any of it. You can't lie to him either, because it's the last thing that you want to do to him.

Instead, you ask, "We're good... right? We're okay?"

"What do you mean?"

You gesture between the two of you, though you're not sure what that's supposed to signify. "Just...," you trail off for a second, hesitant. "Nothing's changed, right?"

Minho doesn't answer right away. He looks at you for a moment, searching for something in your eyes that you can't tell if he's able to find.

He nods, seemingly wistful as he says, "Nothing's changed."

He seems unsure about it, at least more than he was just a few weeks ago when he told you the same thing in your apartment with his fingers wrapped around your wrist. The tug between his brows - though barely noticeable - tells you as much.

Is it because something is different now? Or does he only sound uncertain out of concern, because of you and how you're acting?

Then he continues, "For me, at least."

And there it is.

It's the confirmation this time around that turns you inside out so his simple words could cut into you.

You swallow thickly, put on a smile like you're pleased with his answer even though you're trying your hardest to stop yourself from shaking. Whatever energy you had left is instantly drained from you just because of a few words.

Your sentences get smashed together, tangled up like barbed wire and they only make you bleed when you try to pull them apart. All your nervous tics coming out to play despite your best efforts to keep them at bay. A frustrated hand running through your hair, gripping at the roots a little harshly. Your bottom lip pulled between your teeth and your eyes turning glassy for a split second before you blink the moisture away, because you can't let Minho see you like this. See you trying to keep your pathetic heart intact while he's none the wiser.

He's fine. And unlike you, he's going to be okay when this is over.

Unavoidable and inevitable, the end will come whether you like it or not. You're the only one who won't make it out unscathed, and it will only shatter you into more pieces the longer you drag this out.

Just rip the bandaid off. Salvage whatever you can. Stop digging the grave even deeper for yourself.

One second, then two, then three. You don't speak until you have enough faith that your voice is even enough to carry out a few sentences.

"Okay, uhm... I think I need some time for myself. We should..." But it isn't, and you crack halfway through. The sound is deafening to your own ears. "We should take a break. We should stop this."

Minho doesn't question if you mean the secret between the two of you, or your friendship entirely. Instead, he asks, "Why?"

"I told you." You clear your throat. "I need time for myself."

You can't tell what he's thinking, but the knife twists inside of you nonetheless.

He takes a step closer, you take a step back.

You watch as his face falls, and the same feeling mirrors itself within the confines of your ribcage. Your heart drops at the sight of his eyes, deep brown irises stained with a little confusion, then a little hurt though it lasts for only a few seconds. The slight slump of his shoulders, the absence of the familiar playfulness he always sports when he's with you.

He blinks.

"Time for yourself, or time away from me?"

You say nothing.

You don't address his question directly, and your reluctance to do so is a loud enough answer in and of itself. "Why does that matter? What's the difference?"

"It matters if I did something to upset you."

"You didn't."

"Okay. So?"

This is confusing, because he's not letting you rip the bandaid clean off and you don't know why. "Nothing's changed, right? If it didn't mean anything to you, why can't you just drop this?"

Minho is quiet for a beat. His eyes are searching again, but this time, you think he finds something.

Everything is still and you hate it - the silence of the streets, the scrutinizing orange glow of the streetlights as if they're watching the scene unfold, even the innocent cat that's sitting by itself on the balcony on one of the floors higher up. You hate all of it.

"I never said it didn't mean anything," he tells you.

It makes you a little angry for some reason, and there's enough red to cloud your vision because his words are contradicting and you're tired, you're so exhausted that you can't focus on what it is that he's really saying.

"So you lied to me?"

"I've never lied to you."

"I asked you before and you said nothing's changed. Now you're saying whatever this is didn't not mean anything. Make up your mind."

It gets redder when he keeps his eyes fixed on you, still so calm despite the frown that has returned to its place between his brows. Still so collected, while you're being pulled apart at the seams.

The ball doesn't drop the way you expect it to. It keeps falling so insufferably slowly, hanging over you like it's mocking you for being stupid, like it's milking every second of suspense to make you implode.

Until Minho speaks next and suddenly, it feels like the air has been sucked out of your lungs. His voice, still so soft and tender. His eyes, reading something in yours that you can't bear to admit out loud.

"You really don't see it, do you?"

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NCT FIC REC : LEE JENO

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lionheart (fav, smut, fluff, royal!au, knight!au, monarch!au)

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wanna know what it's like (fav, smut)

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rainfall (fluff)

the deal (fluff, college!au)

cigarettes after sex (fluff, angstish, suggestive, college!au)

do you even know how to have fun? (angst to fluff, badboy!au)

classics (smut)

secret (smut, fluff, sub!jeno (kink discovery))

sweet lies (smut, angstish, ghost!jeno!au)

heatstroke (mechanic!au, smut)

tattooist!jeno (fluff, angst, tattooist!au, florist!au)

himbo (smut, himbo!jeno)

cute little intern (smut, ceo!au, intern!au)

mine only (smut)

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hit the breaks! (serie, smut, streetracer!au, mechanics!au)

rich purity (serie, smut, virgin!au)

possessive jeno (smut, roommate)

a different kind of exercise (smut, personal trainer!au)

the rock of gibraltar (smut)

jeno uses his strength against you (smut)

the bat & dove (smut, fluff, mafia!au, racer!jeno)

banana (smut)

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fireproof (smut, brotherbf!au, college!au)

size kink (smut)

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day6: overstimulation (smut)

day19: pet play (smut)

little wifey (smut, husband!au)

hard dom! (smut)

wrapped around your fingers (smut)

my first and last (smut, college!au)

summer hair = forever young (smut, fluff)

perv!jeno (smut, roommates!au, perv!au)

monster in hiding (smut, stalking!au)

can't take it? (smut)

alternate universe (magics, gods, royalty, etc...)

my sunset is yours (fluff, hogwarts!au)

helping hand (fluff, hogwarts!au)

transfiguration spell (smut, fluff, angstish, hogwarts!au)

sinking ships (smut, sailor!au, mermaid!au, horror!au)

change in you (smut, vampire!au, georgian-era!au)

puppy (smut, supernatural!au, werewolf!au)

sunshine (fluff, angst, mermen!jeno)

the lucky one (fluff, angst, demigod!au, mythology!au)

son of morpheus (fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

son of apollo (fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

son of shadows (part of elysios serie, fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

the tale older than time (fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

late night company (fluff, comfort angst, demigod!au)

scream (smut (dirtyyy smut), halloween!au, ghostface!jeno)

why dying my hair was the best decision of my life (fluff, soulmates)

take my breath (smut, abo!au)

puppy pound (smut, abo!au)

jealous (smut, abo!au)

sos x jaemin (smut, abo!au)

destiny (smut, abo!au)

stepbro alpha jeno (smut, abo!au, stepbro!au)

pretzel (smut, abo!au)

phone fuck me (smut, ghostface!au)

incubus!jeno (smut, incubus!au)

ascention to the throne (serie, smut, royal!au, prince!au, political!au)

with another member

just so you know x jaemin (smut)

i'm a mouse duh! x jaemin (smut)

they're roommates x jaemin (smut)

the sequel x jaemin (smut, ghostface!au, halloween!au)

cookie jar x jaemin (smut, stepbrother!au)

can you handle it? x johnny, jaehyun, jaemin (smut)

morally gray (and tw)

baby trapping (smut, sugardaddy!au)

shameless (smut, stepson!au)

undone (noncon, smut)

teddy bear -> our sick story, thus far x haechan (dubcon, smut)

stepbro!jeno part.2 (DUBCON, smut, stepbrother!au)

behind closed doors x haechan (smut, slight dubcon, stepbro!au)

the walls are thin x jaemin (DUBCON, smut)

shoplifter x mark (dubcon, smut, bodyguard!au, stepfather!au)

switch -> chain x johnny (dubcon, smut, neighbour?au)

arcade (continuation of switch/chain, smut)

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Alright yall, since I wasn't able to do Kinktober this year, I am working really hard on 12 days of Kinkmas this year! 🎁❤💚

Here's what's coming up, to be published every other day in December til Christmas (check back to this post for updated links as they're published!):

Day 1: Hyunjin 🎄 Lingerie + Stockings

Day 2: Woosung 🎄 Orgasm Denial

Day 3: Ten 🎄 Gag

Day 4: Kihyun + Changkyun 🎄 Threesome

Day 5: Jeongin 🎄 Intercrural Sex/Thigh Fucking

Day 6: Jungkook + Namjoon 🎄 Double Penetration (one hole)

Day 7: Younghyun 🎄 Public Sex + Cunnilingus

Day 8: Bang Chan 🎄 Dry Humping

Day 9: Eunwoo + JinJin 🎄 Voyeurism

Day 10: Han Jisung 🎄 Hands-Free Orgasm

Day 11: Jaehyeong 🎄 Face Sitting + Overstimulation

Day 12: Changbin 🎄 Double Penetration (w/ toy)