#got7 x female reader fluff

[markliving]

There are good witches, you know?

pairing: jackson wang x f!witcher!reader

synopse: You were a witch, not one of those we see in Harry Potter or in children's stories where witches are the villains. You were a normal teenager, but luckily for you, you had some potions and spells at your disposal. And after being caught carrying out one of your shenanigans on the school grounds, you end up having to help Jackson with a potion. But what could go wrong? All.

warnings: magic, fantasy, fluff

word count: 1585

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Jackson hated staying after hours at school. He wondered every day why teachers always assigned such huge assignments. Didn't they realize that students had other things to do? Well, Jackson was just another complaining student, but he still did everything to complete his assignments correctly and earn the highest grade.

He walked calmly through the school corridors, letting out sighs and grumbles here and there. He knew there were few students in school that day and mentally thanked himself for not being alone there because that place gave him shivers down his spine. While noticing some details never seen by his eyes in that immense corridor, he heard some not-so-quiet curses towards the sports court and thought about going straight, but his brain told him to turn around and see what was happening, so he did.

He looked at the small open corridor leading to the sports court and proceeded forward slowly, looking around to make sure no one saw him. He stopped behind the pillar next to the opening leading to the court and started observing you, who was in the center of the place.

You were wearing the school uniform and had some object in yours hands, emitting sparks. Jackson widened his eyes when he saw you had turned in his direction. He quickly crouched down, trying to hide behind the low wall and prayed that you hadn't seen him there, especially because he wasn't sure what you were doing there and why the object in yours hand was emitting sparks. He stood up slowly, looked at you again, and this time managed to see clearly what you were holding; a wand. A. Wand. Emitting. Sparks.

Jackson wasn't sure what he was feeling, he just knew that either he was hallucinating or he needed a good night's sleep when he got home. He knew that what he was seeing in front of him couldn't be real; witches, magic wands, none of that existed, but why was he seeing it?

The boy was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even notice you — who was previously in the middle of the court — now next to him, looking at him with yours hands on yours hips.

"Can I know what you're snooping around for?" you asked.

The guy was more confused than anything else. You were seconds ago in the middle of the basketball court. How did you get here so quickly and without him seeing her? Running was not an option.

"How did you get here so fast?" This time it was Jackson who asked.

"Wrong answer." You descended the step and stood facing him. "I asked first, and I would like the correct answer."

"You..." He blinked a few times and shook his head, trying to push away the actions he had just seen, which seemed more like hallucinations than anything else. "I was just passing by." He tried to maintain a serious posture.

You raised one of yours eyebrows in doubt and put your hand on your chin. That boy was too strange to be true and seemed too nervous as well. Did he see your antics in the middle of the court? And what if he spread the word that you were a witch?

"Hold on a second." Jackson squinted his eyes, searching his mind for where he knew her from. "You're the girl who exploded the test tube in chemistry class... right?"

You froze. You didn't know exactly how he remembered that fateful day or your name. You wished could remember a spell right now to erase that disastrous event from everyone's lives and go back to walking around without receiving some looks from those who were with you that day.

"It's me." You raised her head and pretended not to hear anything from the guy before saying your name. "And who are you?"

"Jackson Wang."

[...]

If you knew that on that day you “met” Jackson your life would turn upside down and not in a good way, you would have thought a thousand times before deciding to do one of your antics in that place. Now, to your misfortune, you were being blackmailed by the brown-haired boy.

It all started after the day that you two met on the basketball court; Wang, as if he didn't want anything, arrived just before history your class started and sat in the chair next to you.

"How are you?" he asked with a big strange smile on his lips.

You stopped reading the book in yours hands and looked at the boy beside you, thinking of a thousand things to kick him out of there, until you saw his mischievous smile.

"What do you want here, Wang?" You mimicked his smile. You were curious to know what he wanted by looking for you. You had some ideas of what it could be, but preferred to keep those ideas to herself.

"I need your help," he began. "Well... there's a girl from my chemistry class that I'd like to ask out..." he whispered this part, as if afraid someone else would hear. “But I don't know how to do it."

Your smile gradually faded as you listened to what the boy was saying. You were astonished by what Wang was saying. How could he, with the appearance of a Greek god and an unparalleled shamelessness, not know how to ask someone out? It was becoming hilarious. You smiled mischievously again, as if plotting something in your mind.

"Why do you have that shameless smile on your face?" Jackson asked, beginning to regret coming to you for help, but he knew he still had a card up his sleeve to wipe that smirk off your face.

"I was thinking of something here... How come you, Jackson Wang, the school's player, the 'Greek god' here, don't know how to ask a girl out?"

"The same way you don't know, I also don't know..." The boy shrugged and continued. "And that's where you come in... don't you have a potion, or, I don't know, a spell for that...?"

You stopped thinking as soon as you heard those words coming from the other. You were expecting something exaggerated from the boy, but not something from your spells, or as your father liked to say, "powers that Harry Potter once used to defeat You-Know-Who," which had nothing to do with being a witch in the 21st century.

"What did you say?"

"You know... what witches do with wands and cauldrons."

Joy's jaw dropped in shock.

"But if you don't want to, I can tell a certain someone who controls the school… cough… that she has a little witch in her school, and that she's been casting some spells around."

And it was after that you wanted to fly at Jackson's throat, because for the first time in your life, which wasn't many years, you had been discovered by a human, who was blackmailing you. But for Jackson's luck, and for your misfortune, you were without one of your transformation potions.

[...]

After that day, every blessed day, Jackson showed up to bother you with that stupid and huge smile that could melt anyone. Of course, you found Jackson attractive and a nice guy, but everything he was making you do made, you roll yours eyes 24/7, and it was really stressing you out.

You had warned Jackson that today, on Friday the 13th, he was to wait for you outside the school to solve this potion problem. As soon as you two were released from school, you both walked without a word towards your house, or as Jackson liked to think, a cave.

You two stopped in front of a house with a green garden and entered it shortly after.

"What is it?" you asked, giving a questioning look to the other.

"I thought we were going to a cave or something..." he whispered, seeming a bit confused with what he was saying.

"We're in the 21st century, not the 15th." You laughed, wondering where he got all that from. "Back then, we couldn't do this anywhere, because we were seen as evil beings, with their black cats, casting spells on anyone, but nowadays, humans, without any kind of power or anything like that, are their own enemies." You shrugged and pointed to a place where the other could leave his backpack, and both headed towards a small room not far from the living room.

There were shelves in the four corners of the room with jars and more jars of things that Jackson had never seen in his entire life. He was starting to regret having had this stupid idea.

"I know all this is scary, but there are good witches, you know?" You turned to him with a small smile on your face, which somehow helped him calm down a bit.

You spent a few minutes looking for the potion you had prepared the night before, which for some reason wasn't where you left it the night before. You stopped for a few seconds to think, and turned to Jackson, finding him about to do one of the dumbest things he could do: drink the love potion.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion, Jackson drinking the orange liquid as if it were orange juice and loving it, and you were panicking at seeing the whole scene without being able to do something, because it was already too late. The guy looked at you, not understanding anything, and said three magic words:

"I like you."

a/n: im back, I hope you like it. I'm working on a Nanami fic, so keep an eye out.

[markie-baby]

Butt-Naked at the MGM ✨️

"How am I supposed to tell yah?

I don't wanna see you with anyone but me,

Nobody gets me like you.

How am I supposed to let you go?

Only like myself when I'm with you,

Nobody gets me, you do..."

Nobody Gets Me - SZA

Summary- You were no stranger to surprises when it came to dating Mark Tuan, but nothing could prepare you for what you would learn on your one-year anniversary; your sweet, shy, and respectable boyfriend was a closeted freak.

Warnings - cursing, explicit sex, spanking, edging, biting, bondage Genre- Fluff/Smut (18+ MA) idol!got7, female! reader Pairing- Female Reader x Mark Tuan Length- she's super long, mama. So get some wine 'cuz it's story time.

You savored the lingering taste of the wine on your lips, casting a drunken yet longing gaze at Mark Tuan, your striking boyfriend. His allure was impossible to resist, and tonight, he seemed to have cranked it up a notch. His black hair was brushed back, and a few strands dangled free over his eyebrows, tempting you further.

So damn gorgeous. You sighed to yourself.

The gleam of his diamond studs and Cuban link danced in the soft candlelight of your private table, accentuating his devilish charm. Your eyes couldn't help but descend to the bottom button of his open shirt, revealing his chest and a tantalizing mole. Mark's visuals were utterly provocative, though he seemed oblivious as he perused the drink menu.

As you continued to admire Mark's enticing form, your thoughts wandered to the past year you'd spent together. Mark had always been the perfect gentleman. He was polite, funny, respectful, treated, and sexed like a queen. You loved how he doted on you and made you feel special. But there was always something about him that seemed reserved... like he was holding back. You couldn't quite put your finger on it, but there was an air of mystery surrounding him.

Mark finally looked up from the drink menu, his dark eyes locking with yours. A playful smile curled at the corner of his lips, and he reached across the table, his hand finding yours. "You seem lost in thought," he said, his voice low and seductive.

"Just reminiscing," you replied, your voice husky, your eyes never leaving his. "It's been an incredible year."

Mark's fingers tightened around yours, and his gaze deepened. "It has been incredible," he agreed, his tone filled with meaning. "One of the best years of my life."

Your heart fluttered in response to Mark's sincere admission.

"Before I met you, I felt content with my life. I had a sense of fulfillment in everything I had achieved so far, and my drive kept me moving forward." Mark glanced at your hands clasped in his.

"Then I met you, and time seemed to stop in a way I never imagined. You've taught me the beauty of slowing down and truly savoring every precious moment."

Mark's tender confession rendered you breathless; a soft 'I love you' slipped past your glossed lips.

"I love you too." His thumb, adorned with a ring, tenderly caressed your cheek.

His undeniable thoughtfulness and sweetness couldn't be ignored. However, the harsh reality of the situation was sinking in rapidly, akin to the Thunderbird you had knocked back earlier...

You were horny as all hell.

"We still got the rest of the night to celebrate. Why don't we get another drink and get out of here?" Mark traced the menu with his slender finger. "What do you want, baby?

"I think I've found exactly what I want," you said, your voice laced with anticipation.

Mark's eyes sparked with intrigue as he looked at you. "Yeah?" he purred, leaning in closer.

You leaned in as well, your lips almost touching, your words a whisper. "I want you, Mark," you confessed, your gaze locked with his, brimming with desire.

Mark's breath caught in his throat as your words hung in the air, creating a charged atmosphere between you two. The restaurant noises seemed to fade away, leaving only the intimate bubble of your shared desire. You triggered something in him. Mark scooted his chair closer, his lips brushed gently against your ear.

"Want me?" His warm breath tingled your skin. "And how bad you want me, y/n?"

Your heart skipped a beat at your boyfriend's teasing response.

"Badly."

A slow, knowing smile spread across Mark's face. "Well, then," he said, his voice low and filled with promise. "I think I can arrange that. You ready for your surprise?"

"Surprise? Where are you taking me?"

He downed his glass of Thunderbird, anticipation growing as Mark discreetly signaled the waiter, asking for the check. In a swift exchange, you both exited the restaurant, hand in hand, bound for a destination where your desires could unfold.

He maintained an air of mystery leading you to a waiting car. Soon, the shimmering lights of Las Vegas enveloped you. The MGM Grand stood tall in the distance, and to your surprise, Mark had secured a balcony suite, a sight that left you astonished.

"Mark, this is beyond amazing," you marveled, your eyes scanning the balcony suite's luxurious details.

Mark's smile radiated warmth, a glint of modesty in his demeanor. "I'm glad you like it. I know I was on the road for a while, so I wanted to make it up to you."

"You really outdone yourself, I don't know how I'm gonna top this." you replied playfully.

With a soft chuckle, he waved off the compliment. "You're important to me. Seeing you smile is everything."

His words resonated deeply, and you took his hand, feeling a surge of gratitude. "Thank you, Mark. I feel incredibly lucky to have you."

He met your gaze, sincerity evident in his eyes. "I'm lucky to have you, too."

As the night embraced the glittering skyline, Mark and you found yourselves cuddling on the balcony of the suite, clinking glasses filled with chilled champagne. The city below was alive with a symphony of lights and distant laughter, casting an enchanting aura around you both. The cool evening breeze danced through your hair as you leaned against the balcony railing, savoring the moment.

"I could stay up here forever..." You sighed.

"Me too," Mark's arm tightened around you. "But why don't we take this cuddle session inside?"

"I'd love to." You playfully kissed your boyfriend on the nose before turning towards the door.

Your body stops short when Mark grabs your wrist.

"Can I have a kiss first?" A smirk appeared on his lips.

"Of course," you whispered, pressing your lips against his.

The kiss was sweet and passionate, a tender dance between your lips. Mark's arms encircled you, pulling you closer as his kisses became deeper and more intense. He smelled of expensive cologne and tasted like champagne, a taste which you quickly fell in love with. His hands moved down to grab a handful of you, and you could feel the heat building between you. Mark had never been this handsy.

You couldn't help but feel excited by this sudden change in his behavior.

"Mm... Mark," you gasped. "We should... probably head inside..."

"Why?" he breathed, his voice husky.

"Because..." you said, a sultry grin curling your lips. "We're starting to get a little carried away out here, and someone might see us."

"I'm sorry", He blushed slightly. "My mind is kinda in the gutter right now."

"Oh, really? I can't tell."

He let out a soft chuckle and released you, his eyes full of lust. "C'mon, let's go inside."

You agreed, biting your lip.

As Mark guided you into the luxe suite, the thrill of the moment intensified. Finally settling onto the plush king-sized mattress, the softness of the sheets against your skin added to the intoxicating atmosphere. Unbeknownst to you, your boyfriend had quietly entered the room amidst the sensation, his presence unnoticed in your heightened sensory bliss.

"You seem comfortable," he commented, his voice a soft whisper in your ear.

"Mmhm," you sighed, your eyes closed, body relaxed.

Mark's arms slowly slid around your waist, his lips pressed to the side of your neck as he placed his body weight next to yours.

"What's gotten into you other than that Thunderbird?"

"I'm not sure," Mark admitted, a slight hint of embarrassment in his tone. "I guess I'm just a bit worked up tonight."

"Is that so?"

You felt Mark's smile against your skin, his hand tracing up the curve of your spine. "Maybe," he teased. "Does that make you uncomfortable?"

"No, not at all." You turned to meet his eyes, your hand gently caressing his face. "In fact, I like it. You're usually so... reserved. I'm into this side of you."

Mark smiled sincerely. "I'm happy to hear that. You've opened my eyes to a lot of new things. I'm learning more about myself every day."

You kissed him, a gentle, yet passionate kiss. As the kiss deepened, your hands began to explore his body, feeling the contours of his chest beneath his shirt. Mark's hands found their way to a familiar area, his touch electric against your skin. The sensations of desire and intimacy filled the room, blending with the soft, sensual lighting.

Mark pulled back slightly, his seductive gaze locked on yours.

"You know, it's been an amazing year, so, I want to make tonight a little different," he said, his voice a seductive whisper. "I'm going to give you a taste of what I've learned."

"And what exactly have you learned, Mr. Tuan?"

"To be honest, I've always had these fantasies, but I was too shy to bring them up before."

You looked at him in surprise. This was definitely not what you were expecting. But instead of being shocked or put off, you felt a surge of arousal at the thought of exploring Mark's hidden desires.

"I'm all yours tonight," you said with a smile. "Don't need to be shy around me. We have been together for over a year after all."

Mark's face flushed with excitement and relief.

"I'm not as vanilla in bed as I've been letting on," he admitted. "When we have sex, as much as I love it, I fantasize about doing the nastiest things to you."

"Nasty, huh?" You purred, tracing your finger along his jawline. "Tell me, what kind of nasty things have you wanted to do to me?"

Mark's gaze darkened, a look of pure desire in his eyes. "You really want to know?"

"I do," you confirmed, your voice soft, yet laced with a hint of intrigue.

"Are you sure?" he asked anxiously.

"Absolutely," you replied with a reassuring smile.

Mark's hesitation disappeared. His dark gaze bored into yours, the intensity of his emotions reflected in his eyes.

"Well, for starters," Mark's hand teased your inner thigh. "I've always wanted to pour oil all over that pretty skin of yours."

"You want to massage me?" You grinned, amused by his choice of fantasy.

"Not just massage," His lips traveled closer to your ear. "But tease, pinch, spank..."

"Mark Tuan, are you into BDSM or something?"

Mark's lips curled into a seductive smile. "That.." he said, his hand creeping higher, his fingers lightly brushing your panties. "And among a few other kinks. Is that okay?"

A wave of desire crashed over you at the realization of what Mark was hinting at. You nodded slowly, your breath quickening as you started to feel a familiar sensation growing in your thighs.

Mark stood up off the bed and started unbuttoning his shirt in the most torturous fashion. Slowly exposing his chest and tattoos inch by inch. "Can I show them to you?"

"Sure," you breathed, distracted by the strip show your boyfriend was putting on.

His buttoned shirt slowly slid off his toned shoulders and fell to the floor. "I need a yes or a no, beautiful."

You felt your core pulse at the request. "Yes."

Mark walked over to the closet, opened the door, and disappeared from view. You could hear the sound of hangers moving and then the rustling of cloth. He returned, holding a black satin tie in his hands.

"May I?"

You nodded and closed your eyes as he gently tied the fabric around your head, making sure you couldn't see. Your senses were on high alert, acutely aware of every movement, every sound, and smell. You felt the bed dip as Mark climbed on top of you, his weight pressing into the mattress, his heat radiating toward you. His breath was warm on your cheek as he leaned close.

"Is that comfortable?" he whispered.

"Yes," you sighed.

His hands traced the contours of your body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. The sensation of not being able to see heightened the experience, making every touch, every kiss, every whisper of breath feel magnified.

Mark kissed your neck softly. "I've been waiting to get this dress off of you..." he said.

You felt his fingers slowly unzipping the front of your dress, exposing your bare chest. Your nipples hardened under his touch, and you gasped as his tongue flicked against the sensitive flesh. His lips trailed a hot path down your neck and across your collarbone, before circling around your hardened nipple. He suckled greedily, his teeth grazing the delicate skin. You writhed under his touch, your hips arching into his.

"So damn responsive..." Mark murmured.

You felt his mouth leave your skin, and the sound of him pulling the bottom half of your dress reached your ears.

Suddenly, you felt a cool, smooth sensation on your skin, followed by a sweet scent that filled the air. It took a moment for you to realize that Mark was drizzling warm oil onto your body.

The oil was slick and luxurious as Mark's hands glided over your skin, massaging away any tension or stress. His touch was confident and skilled, kneading your muscles with just the right amount of pressure.

As the massage continued, you felt yourself becoming more and more relaxed, surrendering to the sensations that were coursing through your body. The combination of the warm oil and Mark's expert touch had you melting into the bed.

"Mm... that feels so good," you moaned.

Mark chuckled. "Good, 'cause I'm about to make it feel even better," he murmured.

His hands traveled down to your legs, kneading the tense muscles there. You felt the mattress shift as Mark positioned himself between your legs, his fingers deftly slipping under the edge of your panties.

A gasp escaped your lips as his fingers began to work their magic on your most sensitive areas, his touch gentle yet firm. Your body trembled in anticipation, knowing that Mark's talented fingers were mere moments away from sending you into ecstasy.

You cried out as his fingers finally made contact with your slick, throbbing core, sending waves of pleasure crashing through you. Mark's pace increased, and he circled your clit, his fingers slipping and sliding through your folds. You gripped the sheets as you arched your back, desperate for more.

Mark's breath was warm against your skin as he leaned close, whispering into your ear.

"You're soaking wet, baby," he urged, his voice low and commanding. "You've been wanting this all night, huh?"

"So...badly..." You blushed into the bed sheets, turning your head away from your boyfriend's filthy speech.

"Am I making you shy?" Mark teased and planted kisses on your neck between each word. "I can stop if it's too much... but something about the way you won't stop squeezing around my fingers tells me you don't want me to."

Usually, the most you'd get out of Mark during sex was a couple of moans and a few curses, which you never complained about. But his sudden rolodex of vulgarity was completely unexpected, giving you the ultimate sensory experience.

"I want you to cum for me," he urged, his voice low and commanding.

You shuddered as your orgasm hit, waves of pleasure washing over you, soaking your panties. Your body trembled and quaked, a guttural moan escaping your lips. As the intensity of the climax faded, you slumped against the bed, utterly spent. You were vaguely aware of the sound of the oil bottle being placed on the nightstand, and then Mark's weight shifted on the bed.

"Open your eyes, baby," he cooed, gently pulling the silk from your eyes.

As you opened your eyes, the world came into focus. Your body was glistening with oil, and Mark was hovering above you, his gaze filled with admiration.

"You are so fucking gorgeous," he said. "How did I get so lucky?"

A blush tinged your cheeks.

"I could say the same for you."

Mark leaned in and kissed you passionately.

"You're the best gift I've ever had," he whispered.

His words sent a jolt of pleasure straight to your core, and you found yourself craving more.

"What are you gonna do with me now?"

"Hmm," Mark contemplated while he touched the oil slick on your skin. "I should clean up my mess, shouldn't I?"

His lips reconnected to your chest, planting delicate kisses on your collarbone, and travelling down to your stomach. He planted a final kiss beneath your belly button before looking up at you with innocent eyes.

"Can I kiss you down here, babe?"

Your heart raced as you looked down at him with desire. You couldn't believe how much you wanted him right now. You nodded without a word, biting your lip in anticipation.

"How about a little biting?" Mark added. "I promise I won't do it hard."

Your heart was pounding in your chest as he looked up at you with a mischievous glint in his eye. You couldn't help but groan in pleasure at his words, already imagining the feeling of his teeth sinking into your skin.

"Yes," You breathed.

His lips found their way back to your stomach, trailing down to the apex of your thighs. His fingers dug into your hips as he planted open-mouthed kisses on your inner thighs, teasing you with his tongue. You let out a gasp as his teeth grazed your sensitive flesh, sending a jolt of pleasure through your body. He looked up at you with a wicked smile, knowing full well the effect he was having on you.

"More," you whimpered, your body arching towards him.

He obliged, his teeth sinking deeper into your skin as you moaned in ecstasy. It was all you could do to grip the sheets as he continued his assault, his tongue lapping at the sting he had left behind.

You were practically shaking at this point, your body begging for him to give you what you needed.

"Ready for a little love bite?" he asked again. The words made you tremble and your body ached for more. You nodded in response, signaling that you were ready.

"I always wanted to nibble on these thighs of yours." His teeth sank deeper into your thigh as he spoke.

"I've been wanting to kiss on them, too." He said between bites. You moaned softly at his words and felt yourself getting wetter.

His mouth was hot against your thigh, and your eyes shut closed as he moved to the other leg. "And I've been wanting to taste them." He whispered, his wet tongue drawing circles on your skin. Your thighs started to shake as you tried to hold your composure. His hands held your thighs still, not allowing you to move.

"Please". You begged him.

Mark's dark eyes darted up at you. "Please, what?" He asked as he licked on your panty line.

You moaned loudly and arched your back, as you struggled to get the words out. "Please, babe... stop torturing me." You whimpered, wanting nothing more than to feel his soft lips on your core. He smiled and nodded at you, as he began to drag the corner of your panties down with his teeth.

Without a word, Mark pressed his lips to your entrance, forming a seal around your folds with his tongue. He touched all of the inner walls of your wetness with it, rotating it around before pushing forward, exploring the depths of you.

Mark moaned, sending waves of pleasure through your body with every stroke of his tongue. His fingers gripped your hips as he pulled you closer to him and buried his face in your crotch. His tongue darted down your slit as he tried to push it inside of you. Your hands shot down to his hair, fighting the urge to scream as his tongue explored your inner walls.

It wasn't long till Mark felt your walls pulsing against his tongue, signaling that you were close. Your hips started to buck against his face as your orgasm neared and Mark quickly pulled his mouth away from you. You let out a disappointed whine as he pulled his face away from your dripping entrance.

"Did you like that, babe?" Mark asked, licking his lips seductively.

"Mhmm," You opened your eyes and met his gaze, too horny to even speak properly. "Why did you stop?"

"I'm edging you," Mark smirked devilishly. "It's pretty cruel of me, actually."

"I don't mind," you replied, a pleading look in your eyes.

"Oh really?" He raised an eyebrow. "You must be as much a freak as I am then, huh?"

Your heart skipped a beat as you heard his words.

"Please, Mark. I need you to do it again."

"Oh, I'll do it, babe." Mark's voice dripped with lust.

He bit his lip at you with a playful grin and then leaned forward to kiss you, his soft lips enveloping yours as he reached down with his hand. His fingers reached your entrance and he pushed them inside of you, stroking your clit with his thumb as he did so.

You moaned into his mouth as you felt his tongue flicker against yours, eagerly kissing him back as he continued to explore you. You bit his lip and gripped his hair, pulling him closer as he groaned into the kiss.

You could feel your orgasm building again as he continued to thrust his fingers back and forth inside of you, his thumb moving in circles around your clit. His lips left yours and traveled down to your neck as he nibbled on it, pushing you over the edge in the process.

You felt a rush of pleasure as your release squirted out of you, coating Mark's hand as he eagerly lapped it up. His tongue darted down to your entrance, lapping up every drop of fluid as your orgasm subsided.

"That was so sexy," Mark said, lifting his head up to look at you. "But I think it's time to take it up a notch, babe."

You let out a moan of compliance as Mark let his fingers slide out from you. You watched in anticipation as he placed his hand on his crotch, undoing the button on his jeans with a quick flick of his fingers.

"Fuck me, Mark."

Mark teasingly shook his head, pulling his pants down. "Patience, baby. I still want to tie you up."

A shiver ran down your spine as you saw his lustful stare. He moved towards the bedposts and slowly wrapped your upper body with his extra ties. As Mark's gaze roamed over your body, you could feel heat radiating from him.

"Mm. Mm. Mm," he said, his tone full of lust. "You look so sexy like this."

"You don't look too bad yourself," you replied, admiring the sight of his tattooed physique.

He leaned forward, his lips inches from yours. "I want you so badly." he breathed, his eyes heavy with desire. "I can't wait to fill you up."

You felt your body react to his words, your core pulsing with need. Mark loomed over you, both hands resting on the sides of your head. His skin gently teased your wet clit.

"Are you ready for me?" he asked softly.

Your body tensed at the sensation of his lips against yours. "Yes."

With a wicked grin, he slowly plunged deep inside you, filling you completely.

"Oh, fuck..." he exclaimed, a soft moan escaping his lips.

The sensations were unlike anything you'd experienced before, and you could feel your walls tightening around him, milking him for every drop.

"Is this good?" Mark murmured against your ear, his breath tickling your neck.

Your response was incoherent mumbles.

Mark continued thrusting, his fingers clenching in your hair as he pinned you to the bed. The intense sensation quickly caused you to reach an almost unbearable level of arousal, your body throbbing in time with Mark's movements. He pulled out slightly, then plunged deeply inside you again, eliciting a muffled scream.

You felt yourself tightening up around him, trying to milk him even more, but you couldn't help it. You were so close. Mark's mouth found its way back to yours, kissing you passionately as he moved inside you.

"Baby...," Mark urged, pulling out even further. "If you keep on getting tighter, like this, I'm not gonna last."

His pace quickened, his breathing getting heavier as he neared his climax. He let go of your hair, bringing his hand to cup your face.

You felt him twitch inside of you, and the warmth of his release flooded your insides. Ecstasy-ridden cries left your lips as your own orgasm followed soon after.

"Fuck, you're so amazing," he groaned, burying his face into your neck. "I love you so much."

With his weight pressing down on top of you, you could barely breathe. Your heart pounded rapidly as if trying to escape your chest. You tried to relax and catch your breath, to regain some sense of composure. When you looked up, you found yourself gazing into Mark's intensely brown eyes, full of love and desire.

"I love you, too." You sighed, short of breath.

"Do you want to stop?" Mark whispered in your ear. "You seem tired."

"No, don't stop."

"I won't then."

Mark slowly pulled out and reached up to undo the ties around your arms and chest. "Sit up for me," he whispered, grabbing your hand restraints.

"Turn around for me, baby," He helped you to get on your knees, your arms behind your back, then positioned himself behind you. "Damn..." he exclaimed as he ran his hand over your hips and ass. "I wish you could see what I'm seeing right now."

He kissed down your back and began to softly massage your ass. His fingers occasionally trailed between your thighs, but he held himself back from touching you there. "Look at you..." he groaned softly. "I can see how much you want me just by looking. You're so beautiful."

Your heart ached at his words. "I do."

"How much?" he asked, pressing into you from behind. His erection rubbed against the wetness between your legs, leaving a trail of warmth in its wake.

"I've been thinking about this all night." You moaned.

"All night?"

He teased one finger into you and you gasped, rotating your hips so that he would push deeper inside. "Ohh," you groaned as a second finger joined the first.

"Ever since dinner." He thrust into you and you felt yourself tighten around him. The sensation only lasted a moment before Mark withdrew his fingers entirely. You whimpered. He smacked your ass before his fingers glided over your core. A soft moan escaped your lips as he slowly caressed it. He pulled back to spank you again before shoving further inside you. A whispered curse left his lips before smacking your skin once more and watching it tremble.

He gently grasped the front of your neck and pulled your head up off the bed. "Put your hands on the headboard for me, love. Keep your ass up high," he commanded. You obeyed, and he held your hips as he began to drill you deep and hard.

Your arms were bound, so you relied on your hips and lower back to support you. Your face and chest were pushed against the mattress, but you didn’t mind. The sensation of him thrusting into you had taken over your entire being. You locked eyes with him as he moved further and further in, hovering a mere inch from your back. When he brought one hand around to rub your clit, it sent shockwaves through your body. You bit into the sheets to silence a scream. You shook as the pleasure started to build within every fiber of your being - building, building until it felt like the whole world was crumbling around you.

"That's it," Mark breathed.

His hand reached forward again to find its way to your sensitive clit once more, and the sudden intensity caused you to cry out. Your heart raced and your mind spun wildly as your body seemed to be consumed in flames.

"Mark," you gasped, barely able to put any words together. "I'm gonna-"

"I got you, babe," he replied. "Let go."

Finally erupting in a blissful wave, your muscles tightened around him as if never wanting to let go. Mark's hand was still firmly held on your clit as he thrust into you one final time, his own orgasm overtaking him. As he squeezed your hip with both hands, his thrusts grew more erratic, until with one final thrust, he pushed himself as far inside you as he could.

You felt him tense up and let out a deep moan as he thrust one last time, his liquid love flowing into you. Your body shuddered as you felt his entire length throbbing inside you. You couldn't breathe, your body shaking with the intensity of the moment. He slowly pulled away from you, but before you could move, he held you tightly in his arms.

"Are you all right?" His voice was soft and gentle.

"Mmm hmm," was all you managed to reply.

He chuckled softly, his hands caressing your back. "Good. Me too."

Mark held you close, pulling you into him as he collapsed on the bed. His lips pressed lightly against your neck as he kissed your warm flesh. Everything about him felt comforting and intimate; his mouth was gentle, his movements slow and deliberate.

Finally, you opened your eyes and looked at him. His dark eyes stared back into yours as a gentle smile appeared on his face. His hair was a poofy mess sticking out this way and that, while a thin sheen of sweat covered his forehead. He looked happy.

You smiled back at him with a racing heart; then said, "You were right."

"About what?" he asked.

"You are kinky," you replied with a grin.

He laughed heartily at your statement and the sound made you laugh too.

"Yes," he said with a playful smile, "but I think you liked it though; you couldn't help it."

"I loved it," you answered honestly, looking deep into his eyes.

He kissed you again, pressing his lips softly against yours as you kissed him back.

It felt like heaven.

~🐰♡

[prettywordsyouleft]

Every Damn Time

Pairing: Park Jinyoung x female reader

Genre: emotional angst-fluff

Tropes: established relationship

Warnings: mentioning of declining health of side character, main protagonist is expressing their fears over it.

Word count: 659

Author’s Note: I wrote this back in January, when this situation happened to calm myself down from the fright of it all. Naturally, this piece is a little personal.

Jinyoung barely had a moment to react, and yet he did so instinctively. Catching you before you knocked both of you to the ground, he went to laugh and asked why you were so greedy for his embrace, only to stop himself when he felt your body shudder.

Instantly, he was on red alert. “Y/N, what’s wrong?”

“Need you,” came out with a choked sob, and Jinyoung rearranged his hold on you.

He pulled you firmly against him, caging your shaking body so you felt protected and safe. And that was enough to unleash your emotions. It killed him to have no clue why you had entered his home and ran to him like this. He wanted to rage in your honour, ask who did this to you, uncover every little detail so he could put together a plan. So he could be the one to solve this and never let it make you break like this again.

But as he continued to hold you, rocking your body and letting out soothing noises, his mind came down from the height it had gone to.

Jinyoung had been working late yesterday and into the early hours of today, which wasn’t unusual for him, and he had almost sent you a message out of habit but realised the time was late. He remembered frowning when he had seen your last active time stamp to be after one am, yet he considered you probably had struggled to sleep and then fallen into slumber eventually.

But now he wasn’t so sure. What had kept you up so late into the night? He had his suspicions, and you finally confirmed them a moment later. “She fell.”

“How?”

“I’m not sure. I was in bed and woke to a loud bang. I thought it was one of the cats and went to check, but the TV had crashed into the wall and she was completely dazed,” you said quietly, not objecting when Jinyoung gently led you to the couch and pressed you down until you sat before he crouched down in front of you.

“She’s completely fine, well, a few bruises are going to come up, but I was just so scared. I keep having these moments where I get complacent with Mum’s illness and then she declines and something like this happens and I just—” Tears welled in your eyes and he reached forward to brush them aside, your watery gaze connecting with his. “It’s only going to get worse.”

“With time. Your mother has plenty of time still.”

“I feel like I’m going out of my mind. I could barely sleep worrying something would happen as she rested. I’ve made plans to move my things out to the study nook so I can be right there if she needs me. I’m going to have to monitor her closely. It all feels so overwhelming.”

“You should have rung me. I would have come over immediately. “

You sighed, nodding softly. “I wanted you there.”

“You needed me,” he corrected, and you nodded a second time.

“I always need you. I worry the strain I’m holding will end up breaking you when I lean on you.”

Slapping a shoulder, Jinyoung cracked a grin. “Why do you think I built these up?”

It delighted him when a small, exasperated smile curled up your lips. “You fool.”

“You need me at any time of the day or night, and you know I’ll be there.”

“Really?”

“What are boyfriends for if they can’t promise that?”

“To look pretty and carry heavy things?” You pretended to ponder, and Jinyoung tsked loudly before reaching for your hands, rubbing the coolness out of them.

“I don’t ever want to let you stress to the point of crashing into me like that again. But if it does happen, I’ll catch you, okay?”

“You’ll catch me?” you repeated, eyes wide with emotion.

His throat felt tight as he nodded. “Every damn time.”

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⤷✿.｡Since you voted yes to commissions, so here we are. I was a little unsure about the price, so I researched and tried to make it as fair as possible. I hope you agree with this! ❤️

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What I would write

I write for any gender, both character and Reader/OC, be it female, male, neutral transsexual. Any.

Yandere!Character x Reader, Yandere!Reader x Yandere!Character, Yandere!OC x Reader and Yandere!OC X OC.

Dark!Au, Gore, Disorders, Smut/NSFW, explicit language, soft!yandere, alternative AU, Horror, Age gap (depends on how much).

Romantic, platonic and general Yanderes, as well as more specific themes; example: yandere x depressive!reader.

Stockholm syndrome.

Pregnancy, childbirth and death in childbirth.

Non-Con, Dub-Con, BDSM.

Fluff; non-yandere.

Monsterfucking, specific kinks.

Angst.

What I DON'T write

Any kind of NSFW content with children, anything with children will just be platonic.

I don't write NSFW with characters that have a childish appearance or personality, just platonic.

I don't usually write ships because I consider it something personal, but I can do it if someone wants to.

Age play, scap.

Minor x Adult (only platonic).

Prices (in $ and R$)

Headcanons

2,00 $/R$ 2,00 for 500 words;

6,00 $/R$ 6,00 for 1000 words;

12,00 $/R$ 12,00 for 2000 words;

NSFW content adds an additional charge of $3,00/R$3,00.

Imagines, Scenarios, Reactions, Oneshots, Prompts

3,00 $/R$ 4,00 for 500 words;

10,00 $/R$ 13,00 for 1000 words;

18,00 $/R$ 18,00 for 2000 words;

20,00 $/R$ 20,00 for 3000 words.

NSFW content adds an additional charge of $5,00/R$6,00.

My list of current fandoms, but I can always add more:

Anime

Attack on Titan, Amensia, Death Note, Demon Slayer, Diabolik Lovers, Fruits Basket, Haikyuu!!, Hakuoki, Hunter x Hunter, Jujutsu Kaisen, Kamigami no Asobi, Naruto, Mirai Nikki, One Piece, Blood of Zeus.

Books

Percy Jackson, Harry Potter, A Song of Ice and Fire, Pegasus and The Flame of Olympus (series), IT., A Court of Thorns and Roses (ACOTAR), The Bridgertons, Twilight, The Lord of the Rings, The Cruel Prince: The Folk of the Air, The Bridgertons, Twilight.

Games

Genshin Impact, Detroit Become Human, Mystic Messenger, Time Princess Dress Up (TP: characters), Yandere Simulator, My Candy Love (Amour Sucré), Arkyos Angel, A Plague Tale.

K-Pop

BTS, BLACKPINK, GOT7, EXO, BIGBANG, TWICE, AESPA, Stray Kids, ITZY, Hyuna and Dawn, Red Velvet, NCT, Monsta X, Taemin, Dreamcatcher, LE SSERAFIM, (G)I-DLE.

Series/TV Show

Game of Thrones, House of the Dragon, The Originals, The Vampire Diaries, Teen Wolf, Supernatural, Outer Banks, Friends, Brooklyn Nine-Nine, Euphoria, Reign, Bridgerton, The Flash, Supergirl, Outlander, American Horror Story, Wednesday, Riverdale, Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, The Sandman, Lucifer, Winx Club, Ragnarok, The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power, Invisible City (Cidade Invisível), Shadow and Bone, Adventure Time, The Witcher, Rebelde MX (RBD), Heartstopper, Hannibal, Criminal Minds, The Last Kingdom.

Movies

Disney Universe, Marvel Universe, DC Universe, Maze Runner, Halloween, Friday the 13th, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, A Nightmare on Elm Street, Transformers, How to Train Your Dragon, Miraculous, Ever After High, Monster High, Barbie Universe, Christmas Movies, Maze Runner, Avatar, Twilight, Star Wars.

K-Dramas

My Demon, Bussiness Proposal, Doom At Your Service, Hometown Cha-Cha-Cha, Crash Landing on You, My Name, Mr Queen, King the Land.

Mythology

Greek, Egyptian, Norse Mythology and Brazilian Folklore.

Historical Characters

Alexander the Great, Cleopatra, Caesar Augustus, Julius Caesar and etc...

Additional Information

I accept payment via PayPal and Pic Pay only (PayPal = Ko-Fi)

Payment must be made before I start and I will always send you updates if you ask me.

I write in English and Portuguese.

I have a deadline of 5 to 10 days to complete your commission, however, if something unforeseen happens and it ends up being delayed, I will inform you.

If I write more than what was asked, obviously there will be no additions.

If you are interested, DM me with details and feel free to ask me anything.

[chans-room]

i will write for -> skz, ateez, svt, shinee, kard, block b, btob, got7, dpr, monsta x, NCT, mamamoo <- feel free to send other artists but these are the ones i feel most comfortable writing for

all works are mature | minors are not welcome in this space | warnings specified in each fic | some of my content is dark, read at your own discretion | i write slowly so my updates are sporadic | thank you for stopping by 🖤

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Stray Kids

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Craving Connection | nsfw | SMAU, fluff, smut, angst | idiots to lovers | Bang Chan x original female character

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SKZ as Gerard Way MCR 2022/2023 tour outfits | sfw | headcanon/crack Stolen Sunshine | nsfw | one shot | yandere, dark, smut, angst | vampire Bang Chan x reader 24 to 25 | sfw | fluff, poly | friends to lovers | Bang Chan x reader x Seo Changbin | skzblr secret Santa 2023

Ateez

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Don't Hang Up | nsfw | thriller, smut, angst, slasher | Scream AU | nsfw | ot8 x original female character

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Lost In Translation | sfw | crack, fluff | barista crush au | Kim Hongjoong x Jung Wooyoung Side Effects of Affection | nsfw | one shot | smut, fluff | established relationship | Song Mingi x plus sized reader Ateez as Gerard Way MCR 2022/2023 tour outfits | sfw | headcanon/crack

Seventeen

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Good Boy | nsfw | one shot | smut, fluff | established relationship | Kim Mingyu x reader

NCT

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Christmas Delights | nsfw | one shot | smut, fluff | blind date | Yuta Nakamoto x reader

Multi

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Winter Things | nsfw | skz and ateez | headcanons, fluff, smut, moodboard

Spookyfest 2023

Stray Kids as Couple Halloween Costumes | sfw | headcanon/ranking, crack, fluff Stray Kids Spooky Season Dates | nsfw | headcanons, fluff, smut, moodboard | members x gn reader Ateez The Craft Moodboard | sfw | demon line + mingi

Spookyfest Presents… ↴ SHINee in Evil Dead BTOB in Nightmare on Elm Street Ateez in Friday the 13th Monsta X in Scream Stray Kids in IT

[sourbinnie]

ღ guide ღ

hello ¡!

this is sourbinnie's guide to requests & masterlists

▽ who is sourbinnie ¿? ▽

a writer from argentina / a crazy boy inspired by songs / a 22 year old with too much free time (or not) / a cat lover (that's it)

▽ what does he write ¿? ▽

angst mostly but also fluff, smut & other universe type of stuff. mostly concentrate on idol x reader though (i'm not that creative i'm sorry). mostly inspired by songs that i have on my playlist so yeah very music driven.

▽ can i request ¿? ▽

ofc! all requests are welcome any time. you provide me the plot or just say which genres and what you want to include on the fic + which idol you want me to write for & i'll do the work.

▽ what don't you write ¿? ▽

i don't write violence scenarios like pushing, hitting, slapping or whatever can be classified under it. i also don't write self harm or abuse because it's too triggering for my personal liking. another thing that i don't write is shipping, i don't mind if other people do it but personally i don't see myself doing that.

▽ what type of writing do you do ¿? ▽

you can request reactions or scenarios + imagines + most likely + songfics.

▽ what groups do you write for ¿? ▽

stray kids + seventeen + enhypen + bts + got7 + ateez + nct (all subunits) + tomorrow x together + monsta x

learning about (so i can write for them too) -> exo + ikon + treasure + the boyz + cravity

▽ can i request for a female/male reader ¿? ▽

ofc! i usually write in gender neutral so everyone can be included but if you desire for me to write for you with she/her or he/him pronouns, i don't mind.

▽ why are #thoughts not in the masterlist ¿? ▽

i will tag #thoughts with their respective genres so you can browse through them, they're not my main imagines so i don't count them in the masterlists.

[midnightstay-blog]

🌘K-pop stories Masterlist 🌒

Fluff 🌙 | Angst🌖| Romance🌹| Gender neutral idol ⚡️| Gender neutral reader 🌓| Male reader 💙| Female reader 🩵|

Scenario✨||Dystopian 🌑| Alternate Universe 🌕| Cliffhanger☄️ | Request 💫

The numbers are from the prompt list which you can find here.

Groups:

Ateez

Blackpink

Bts

Professor min- Min Yoongi x female oc |🌕🌙🌹

Nct

Once in a lifetime-Kun x female reader | 🌕🩵🌙🌹☄️

Got7

Stranger from that night - Jackson |🌹✨☄️

Rain & Wounds- Jackson (6+21+38) | 💫🌹🌙🌓✨

Seventeen

Sick days- Jeonghan ( 10+36) |💫🌙🌓✨

We could be more- Vernon| (13+31+39)💫🌙🌓🌖✨

Muse - Dk ( 6+9) | 💫🌙🌕✨💙

Forever Without You- S.coups |🌖☄️🌕🩵🌙✨

Straykids

Waiting for us to- Chan x female reader | ��🌕☄️✨

Warped reality - Chan x female oc |🌕🌙🌖

Kard

Soloist

None yet

Gender Neutral (idol)

None Yet

Music playlist

Forever without you

Professor min

Warped reality

Request are: open

[getyourdirtyhandsoffme]

! REQUEST RULES ! #🧁

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ before requesting please read the

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ request rules before ACTUALLY

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ requesting me! Respect my rules!

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ please and thank you!

WHO I WRITE FOR:

MALE

TRANS (ANY UNDER TRANS UMBRELLA)

GENDER NEUTRAL

I states my reason before in my "WELCOME TO BIO" blog however I will type it here as well just in case or as a reminder: As a TransMan myself I wanted more content related to make readers, gender neutral, and any other in the trans umbrella for others to read as well!

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ no disrespect for the female readers it's just that you have way more female readers than male, gn, trans, etc... however you are willing to read my blogs, mostly gender neutral readers since it can indicate any gender to make yourself Included into my blog! I might even make a AMAB/AFAB gender neutral reader without the pronouns: feminine/masculine terms since people don't know how to do it right. (No disrespect. Yes disrespect at the same time)

WHAT I DON'T WRITE:

Z00phile (lIteral animals)

P3d0file

R@PE/FORCED

MINORS X ADULTS (horrible age difference)

INCEST

YANDERE (I'm sorry)

TEACHER X STUDENT (MINORS)

GOR3

MINORS IN GENERAL (I'm not aging them up)

ANY WEIRD STUFF

WHAT K!NKS I DON'T WRITE:

WATERSPORTS (P!SS)

SCAT (SH!T)

C@NNIBALISM

AGE PLAY

DADDY KINK (I'm not into writing that)

PET PLAY

LITTLE SPACE (that's technically age play)

ANY WEIRD ONES, ETC

WHAT I DO WRITE:

A / O / B (ALPHA/OMEGA/BETA)

MYTHICAL STUFF (VAMP/HYBRID/ETC)

SAD STORIES: ANGST, HURT/NO COMFORT

HAPPY STORIES: FLUFF

18+ IF COMFORTABLE: SMUT/LEMON/LIME

HURT/COMFORT

ONE SHOTS

SOME I CAN DO

FANDOMS I CAN WRITE:

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ��� ‎ KPOP:

GOT7 | SKZ | ERM THE ONES I KNOW OF

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ANIMES:

ONE PIECE | NARUTO | HXH | JJBA | THE ONES I KNOW OF

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎GAMES:

TEKKEN | LAST OF US | WALKING DEAD | ONES KNOW

IDOLS, OCS, FAMOUS PPL, ETC MAYBE

WHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT ME BEFORE REQUESTING YOUR IDEAS:

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ I'm quite slow so I might not understand what you want me to write so please be quite descriptive on what you want me to write!

Along with that— I'm not good at writing smut because I never had that experience before, clearly, so please don't get too wicked with me! So please chill on me as I am a slow worker who is a college student doing a hard major that would cause me hair loss!

PLEASE AND THANK YOU!

[vanillaknj]

family reunion — mark tuan

includes — slightly angsty, fluffy at the end, mentions of kids, gn!reader, crying, etc.

a/n — this was cute and i liked writing it 🥺

a/n — please excuse all spelling mistakes

to say mark tuan loved going to your family reunion would be a giant understatement. he loved your family, and your family loved him.

mark loved talking about you with your mother and laughing about your embarrassing childhood moments. he loved talking to your dad about you as well, gaining new facts about you everytime. he loves playing ball with your cousins, and even beating them sometimes. but most of all, he loved playing with the kids.

you learned that quickly at one family reunion when the moment you arrived, he was leaving your side and going to play with the small children.

you sighed, giving a half hearted smile at him when the kids pulled him away. you walked into the house to great your parents and close cousins, spending time with them as it’s been a while since you’ve last seen them.

it’s hours later when you notice that mark is still playing with the children. your heart squeezed as you looked out the window and saw him steadily playing and laughing with the small kids.

you’d known for a long time that mark wanted kids. mark was a natural with kids, why wouldn’t he want any? you didn’t know if you wanted any kids this soon, yet you were at odds since you knew he wanted kids. you clenched your jaw as you continued watching. eventually, you turned away, opting to step out of the house. you parents had been watching, and since you confided in them your issue the last time you were over, they already knew what was wrong, yet they let you go for your alone time.

you quickly made your way behind your house, brushing off everyone’s questions of concern as you sped up. you went to the giant oak tree behind your house, the one you’d been attached to ever since childhood.

you sat behind it, away from everyone’s prying eyes. you pulled your knees to your chest and trying to regulate your breathing. you did your best to keep them at bay, but the tears that had welled up in your eyes had eventually spilled over your cheeks.

you don’t know how long you sat under that tree before you heard mark’s concerned voice. “y/n? hey, hey, hey are you okay? baby why are you crying?” he asks, crossing his legs as he sits in front of you and pulls your tear-soaked hands away from your face.

“it’s stupid. you can go back, i’ll be okay, mark.” you whisper and his heart clenches in his chest when he hears your voice crack. “it’s not stupid if you’re crying.” he says, scooting closer to you. “i just- i know how much you’ve wanted kids, and i see how you interact with my little nieces and nephews and cousins, and i get sad because i can’t give that to you. i don’t think i’m ready for kids right now, but you do and i don’t know what to do…” you whisper, and mark’s face falls when he learns the reason of your tears.

“y/n, it’s okay. i’m willing to wait as long as you are, i’m in no hurry. it’s okay if you’re not ready, i understand. please don’t cry.” he murmurs, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “i’m sorry, mark.” you whisper, using your hands to wipe your tears. “don’t be sorry, i’m glad you’ve told me.” he says softly, using the pads of his fingers to help wipe your tears.

when your tears are fully gone, and your eyes are only minimally red, he asks. “ready to go back inside?” he looks at you with big eyes of concern. “no, can we just stay here a bit?” you ask, leaning your head on his shoulder. he whispers a small ‘okay.’ and leans his head on top of yours. the both of you stayed just like that for a while, just enjoying each others presence and loving.

[blizzardfluffykpop]

(Not) Home for the Holidays

Summary: Spending Christmas with Yugyeom’s family.

Oneshot

Fluff, Fake Dating to Lovers au

Word Count: 2,811

Yugyeom X Female! Reader

Requested: Hello it’s my first time request something sabe of a promt so I don’t know if I’m doing this right but can I get number 7 with Yugyeom please 😋💗

Prompt: 7. “Okay,... so I may have told my parents that we were dating so you could come over for the holidays--.”

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I wake up to see Yugyeom standing in my kitchen, fumbling around looking for something to eat. I shake my head, knowing I really shouldn’t have given him a key to my apartment. I make my way over to the island and start to make myself a cup of coffee when my phone rings. I pick it up and see it’s my mom. I quickly answer it, “Hey, Mom!” Her voice rings through, “Hey,... Sweetie.” And I can tell from her tone already that it’s bad news, and my heart drops, “What is it?” She sighs, “You know how every year we celebrate Christmas together?” And she goes on after I let out a hum, “Well, your father" She pauses for a moment and goes, "(F/n), can you tell them?” I hear him clear his throat before he goes, “Well, your uncle, who you know, just got married and all...” Him dragging out the inevitable is not helping me one bit, “I know,...” I answer back, and he goes on, “Well, he moved a few states away. And was hoping the two of us could join him and his husband for Christmas.” I sigh, “Oh,” My mom picks up the phone again and goes, “I’m so sorry, sweetheart. I know we were looking forward to being together. But I’ll send your gifts in the mail, and they should be there by Christmas.” I nod and realize she can’t see that when I tell her, “It’s alright, I know things come up. I’ll figure it out. It’s, um, it’s alright.” My dad speaks up, “Thank you for understanding. You’re the best kid anyone could ever ask for.” I wish to grumble at that, but I hold it back, “Thanks, Dad. You two enjoy your holiday and tell them Merry Christmas for me, okay?” They tell me, “Of course, dear. We’ll see you soon?” I think to myself, ‘more like later it, seems’. And we tell each other bye before I hang up.

I look over and see Yugyeom rummaging through my fridge now, “My uh parents said that I can’t come home for Christmas...” I hold back my tears, and before I can let out another word, I feel two arms wrap around me. “It’s alright,...” He tells me as I sniffle, and a few tears fall from my eyes, and I curl more into his embrace. “I just,... every year we open presents together. And I’m not used to celebrating without them.” I mumble, and he rubs his hand along my side as I continue to tell him about it. When I’m down to the last sniffle, he pulls away and asks, “What if you come over to my house for Christmas?” I shake my head and look down at my feet, “I couldn’t do that, Yugyeom. That would be imposing on your family, and I couldn’t do that to them.” He bends down so I can look him in the eyes, “Nonsense, my parents would love to have you over. They’ve met you plenty of times, and I know Euigyeom would love to meet you too.” I stare at him and sigh, “Are you positive?” He grins and nods his head, “Absolutely.” When he stands back up, I pull him in for a hug, “Thank you, I owe you big time.” I feel him shake his head, “No, not this time.” I roll my eyes and laugh, “Ah! There’s that laugh that I missed!” We pull away, and he goes back to my fridge. “Y’know, your milk has gone bad, right?” I groan, “I’ll buy some tomorrow.” He whines, “But I wanted some cereal!” I shake my head, “Don’t you have milk at your apartment?!?” He pouts over at me, “But it’s too far away.” I shake my head and head over to my couch, “Guess you’ll have to eat it dry then!”

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My parents' gifts arrived the day Yugyeom and I were heading over to his parents' house. I gathered them up in my arms after shooting my parents a text that I received them and put them in the car as well. I finally settled into the passenger seat, ready for the long ride ahead of us. We pull our seatbelts on, and he turns the engine over and roars to life, and we’re set for the trip. About the third red light in, and Yugyeom’s been oddly quiet, he lets out a sigh. I raise my eyebrow at him and ask what’s up. And he goes, “Okay,... So, I may have told my parents that we were dating so you could come over for the holidays--.” I gawk at him, and he does everything to avoid my gaze and stares dead ahead at the road. I take a minute to process all that information and decide on asking, “Did you tell them how long we’ve been together?” He shakes his head, “Mom just said that she always knew we’d end up together, so she didn’t ask for any details.” My lips make an ‘o’ shape, and I nod, “Well, it wouldn’t be the worst lie we’ve told.” He grimaces, “It’s pretty up there,...” I laugh, “And lying to Bambam that we didn’t plan anything for his birthday was any better?” He laughs, “You’re right,... Man, Bam, was so mad, and then we brought him back home to his apartment because he was fuming. And there were the rest of the boys surprising him. He got over it pretty fast, but ouch, did it sting when he was mad.” I laugh, “We’ll pull through, don't worry, Gyeom.” He nods, “Alright, (N/n).” We shake hands before we settle into a comfortable silence.

We pass a gas station, and as he pumps gas, I grab us a few snacks. And we get back into the car, and I ask, “What do you think the story should be, though?” He ponders for a moment, “I was looking over at you, and you told me how hopelessly in love with me you were--.” I shake my head and jokingly shove him, “That definitely wouldn’t happen, and your dad would call us out.” He rolls his eyes, “Well, what’s your idea–?” I cut him off, “Thank you for asking. I was thinking we were out with the boys, and you pulled me aside and told me that you had it bad for me.” He shakes his head as he pulls out of the gas station, “Yeah, no. What if we?” We go back and forth for another twenty minutes until we settle on both of us confessing our feelings at the same time. He asks, “Works for me, and for how long?” I go, “A month?” He nods, “Perfect.”

When we finally arrive at his house, I realize how fucked I am. Because this is the best and worst thing that has ever happened to me. I’m fake dating Yugyeom, the man I have had heart eyes for the past four years? Oh, by the end of this week, I am either going to end up confessing or die trying to hold it together. He rings the doorbell, and we’re holding our gifts, and his dad answers and tells us to put them under the tree. We do, and we go out and grab our bags before heading back in. “Oh, you didn’t tell me you were bringing your cr–” Yugyeom quickly stops Euigyeom in his tracks, “She’s my girlfriend, now.” Euigyeom’s eyes light up, “Oh well, it's good to finally meet you, (Y/n). I’ve heard tons about you for the past four years. You make him truly happy. Take care of him, okay?” I nod and bow telling him it’s nice to meet him as well and that I’d take care of Yugyeom. Yugyeom shows me the house and stops in his room, “This is where we’ll be staying.” I nod, “It’s very uh,... Teenage you like.” He laughs, and his cheeks turn red, “Yeah, it is, isn’t it?” I nod, and he sits down on his bed and gestures for me as well. I joined him and took in the posters of all the cars, singers, and knickknacks he had. He tells me, “You know, it’s one thing to lie to your parents, but lying to my brother?” I nod, understanding where he’s coming from on that. “It’s alright. We’ll manage, don’t worry, no one will suspect a thing, okay? It’s just four days and three nights.” He nods, “Yeah, you’re right.” I smile and ruffle his hair before getting up to see if his parents need any help.

We spent the first day catching up with his whole family. Such as telling them how we’ve been dating for a month and how we got together. We tried to make it as believable as possible by looking each other in the eyes like we were the only ones we saw in the room. Once we finished dinner, we held hands, and I intertwined them in front of everyone. His parents looked over at each other and cooed, “Young love!” And our cheeks turn bright red as Euigyeom fake gags. His dad stretches out and yawns, “Well, since you two have had a long drive and I’m assuming we are all tired. Let’s all turn in for the night?” I finally catch a glimpse of the clock, and it’s well past eleven. We all nod and let out various yawns ourselves as Yugyeom walks us up to his room.

After we do our nightly routines, it takes a few minutes for us to get situated on his bed. When we do, I’m out like a light, and the next thing I see is sunlight streaming through the blinds. And oh god, why is it hitting Yugyeom that perfectly, and it isn’t even the golden hour. I hold back any gasps, and that’s when I notice we’re tangled in each other’s limbs. I hear a knock on his door, and someone says, “Breakfast is ready if you two wish to join us!” I shake my head and shake Yugyeom awake, and he moves his arm out from under me and rubs his eyes. He opens his eyes and smiles over at me, “Good morning!” I smile, and for some reason, no matter how awkward something could be, he has a way of making it comfortable. I hate that I love that quality about him so much, “Good morning, Gyeom. Someone said there was breakfast downstairs.” His eyes light up, “Aw heck yeah! I’ve been craving Dad’s pancakes for weeks now.” He slips out from our tangled mess and waits for me to get up, and we rush down the stairs taking two at a time.

When we hit the bottom of the steps, “Ohh~ Look it’s mistletoe!” Euigyeom teases with a camera in his hand as the two of us pass under the mistletoe. We exchanged a look of shock at each other, and Euigyeom almost caught on for a second. Before we turn to each other, I wink as if saying, ‘wait until they catch on, it’s all fake’. He dips his head down and places the gentlest kiss on my lips imaginable. And I barely reciprocate before that fleeting moment is gone. My brain knows it’s all for show, but my heart screams that everything is real. And it’s taking everything in me to act like that’s normal. When I see Euigyeom had a camera out and caught it on film, I’d hate to ask for a copy, but I think I may later.

The rest of Christmas Eve was helping prepare for tomorrow night’s dinner. Including making cookies for Santa and, of course, eating the cookies, except for a few. Euigyeom looks at the empty plate and pouts, “No more cookies?” We all laugh, and I go, “I’ll go get some more!” I pick up the plate and go into the kitchen, opening up different cookie jars and filling up the plate. As I grab two more cookies, I feel two arms wrap around my waist. I turn my head and see it’s Yugyeom, of course, and I can’t help but smile. That’s when we hear a click of a camera. And his dad exclaimed, “Oh, this is going in the scrapbook!” We both laugh, and Yugyeom pulls away, and I bring the cookies in. Euigyeom says, “Thank you! You're the best– she’s marriage material, Yuggie!!” I blush and scoot in closer to Yugyeom and feel his arm wrap around my torso. If I wasn’t red from what Euigyeom said, I’m definitely red from this.

“Okay, guys, each of you grab a present to open early!” His mom tells us brightly, and we collectively grab one. We get back on the couch, his dad goes, “Dig in, kids!” I grabbed the smallest one addressed to me and opened it to find a bracelet from my mom. I smile and fumble to put it on before Yugyeom softly goes, “Here, let me.” And carefully grabs it and clasps the bracelet around my wrist with ease. I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding and tell him thank you. He nods as he shows off the gloves that his brother bought him. His brother opened his gift to find a ring from his dad. His dad’s gift, a hat, was from Yugyeom. And lastly, his mom opened a gift from her husband, a small charm to a growing pandora bracelet.

When we finally get into Yugyeom’s room, I can’t help but feel more relieved. Today was the absolute worst for my heart to deal with to date. I just kissed my crush, my best friend, for the first time in front of his brother, and he snapped a photo. And while I enjoyed it, I shouldn’t have, it was nothing more than a fleeting kiss, and it crossed so many platonic lines. But no, my heart said, ‘this is everything I wanted and more’ and ‘this was my Christmas wish’. And then he wrapped his arms around me in the kitchen. And his dad snapped a photo of that, while I could have felt rather platonic about that movement. My heart skipped a beat and thought of all the domesticities of that action.

Even after a quick shower, I still can’t get those thoughts out of my mind. And when I open Yugyeom’s door, I see Yugyeom already lying back, and I assume he’s asleep, so I crawl into his bed. I face the wall and hope that sleep will take me as I turn off the bedside lamp. When my brain decides it won’t sleep until I fess up. I roll over and ask, “Yugyeom, are you still up?” He opens his eyes, “Yeah,…” And before I can lose whatever courage I have I go, “I think that um I should tell you that I uh... actually like you.” And instead of the appalled face, I was expecting, he grins and tells me, “That’s the best news I’ve ever heard because I like you too. But we can discuss more in the morning.” And with that, he kisses my forehead, tells me goodnight, and rolls over, falling asleep soundly. I stay up a few more minutes staring at the ceiling in disbelief and shock of what just occurred. Before I fall asleep, I lean over and kiss his cheek and go to bed dreaming of sugar plums.

I wake up to Yugyeom shaking me awake, “It’s Christmas, (Y/n)!” I laugh, stretching to wake myself up, “Yeah, it is. Merry Christmas, Yugyeom.” “Merry Christmas, (Y/n)!” He replies with all the joy in the world. Before he looks at me dead-on, sitting on his knees in front of me, “Did you mean what you said last night?” I nod, “Every word, and more.” And this brilliant grin washes over his face, “This is the best Christmas ever!” And he pulls me into a kiss, and that’s when the door flies open. His mom shouts, “It’s Christmas!” And snaps a photo of us kissing on his bed, and she grins, “Aw, you guys are so cute!” I hide my face into his chest, and his mom skips happily down the steps. He gets up and offers me his hand, which I willingly take, and we head down the stairs to open our presents.

Not without a few shots of us being under the mistletoe, of course. Yeah, at first, I thought this would be the most awkward Christmas of my life. And while it was, I couldn’t be happier. And I most definitely got copies of all those photos as a Christmas present. And we spent the rest of the night eating Christmas dinner and chatting the night away. When the next morning came, and we finally had to leave, I had to say I would thoroughly miss this place.

[seokmins]

Original Request — f!PJY

Original Request: f!Park Jinyoung drabble

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💞 🄿🄰🄸🅁🄸🄽🄶: female!Park Jinyoung x female!reader 📚 🄶🄴🄽🅁🄴: Fluff, Minor angst 🌟 🅁🄰🅃🄸🄽🄶: PG 💬 ⓌⒸ: 1.1k ⚠️ 🅆🄰🅁🄽🄸🄽🄶🅂: Female!Park Jinyoung (talks about gender transitioning), Tiny amounts of insecurity, Jackson makes a surprise appearance!, Protective [Y/N], Meant to be wholesome and cute overall tbh.

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Hello, so I got a late request from @crzy-devil and decided to take it! I’m actually really happy with how it turned out 😁 If anyone’s seen the scene from Yumi’s Cells as well as older pictures, Jinyoung’s absolutely gorgeous as a girl (pic’s credit in post’s source link!). It’s my first time doing this kind of pairing and scenario, so please kindly let me know if there’s anything offensive or something! Anyways — I hope y’all enjoy it 🙈

You sauntered out of the office building with your co-worker and best friend right at your side as always. The two of you took great pleasure in walking out together to relieve the tension and pressure from a long, stressful work day. But today was extra special when you saw your girlfriend waiting outside.

“[Y/N], how could you keep a cutie like her away from me for so long?”

“Stop it, Lisa, you’ll scare her off.” You playfully hit her on the shoulder. Although you had to admit Jinyoung was always adorable, there was something about the way she was dressed today that made your heart flutter more than usual.

You had promised Jinyoung to go shopping for more additions to her wardrobe once she felt comfortable enough to go out. It thrilled you that today seemed to be the day and an even sweeter surprise that she came to your workplace as well. Plus, instead of the cozy sweaters she usually opted to wear, it seemed like your girlfriend decided to raid your closet and dress-up a little fancier for your outing.

There was nothing more heart-warming than seeing the person you loved wearing your clothes.

“Hi, I’m Lisa, [Y/N]’s long-term co-sufferer in the office in case you forgot! It’s nice to see you again, I’ve heard so much about you!”

“Not too much though,” you tucked yourself next to Jinyoung in a subtle effort of reassurance. “I like to keep you to myself as much as possible.”

“I-It’s nice to finally see you again too, I’ve a-also heard a lot about you.”

Lisa smiled smugly. You knew she couldn’t wait to bombard you at tomorrow’s lunch break about why you’d kept such a beauty away from her. Well, there were quite a few reasons why — all good-naturedly of course.

“Well, I don’t want to keep you lovebirds, enjoy your date!”

“See you later, Lisa!”

“Bye!”

You linked hands with Jinyoung, gently squeezing her hand as you requested a ride. “Doing okay?”

“Yeah.”

“We’re going to have a great time, I promise. But if you want to go home at any point, let me know right away.”

The smile you loved appeared as she shyly brushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear. The matching earrings you’d gifted one another during last year’s second anniversary twinkled in the rays of the setting sun.

“I’ll be okay, I really wanted to do this.”

Your phone buzzed the same time a gray car pulled up at the curb. The window lowered and the driver flashed a dazzling smile.

“A pleasant evening, I’m Jackson. Where to, ladies?”

You confirmed with your app that he was indeed meant to be your verified driver. “Indeed! To Starfield, please.”

Jinyoung’s smile remained when you opened the door with an exaggerated flourish. You were super excited to fill her wardrobe with whatever she wanted no matter how much she protested — after all, your bi-weekly paycheck was just deposited.

But as you wiggled into the car after she sat down, you noticed that your girlfriend wasn’t all kicks and giggles despite her enthusiastic demeanor. The telltale signs were revealed in the way she tugged at the way her (your) skirt rode up in the new position and the slight nibble on her lips she did when she was upset.

“Jinnie,” you took her hand again, “you okay?”

“Of course, [Y/N].”

You didn’t like to push if she wasn’t willing to tell you but in situations like these, her true feelings were most important. Even if you had to gently coax it out of her.

“You gotta tell me what’s bothering you, love. This is our first big excursion together like this, I don’t want you to be unhappy during it.” She chewed on her lip a bit more in thought which made you gently poke the area she was chewing on. “What is it?”

“It’s just…” She stole a look at Jackson, who turned up the news that was playing on the radio and kept his eyes focused on the traffic ahead in an effort to give the two of you as much privacy as he could.

“Just what, babe?”

With your girlfriend’s continued hesitation, you took it into your own hands to rack your brain. “Was it something with Lisa? Did she look at you funny? I’ll speak to her about it tom — ”

“No! She didn’t do anything — well…”

Ah-hah.

“Tell me.”

Jinyoung groaned at your perceptiveness and persistence. Even if it was an admirable trait she normally relied on, when it was turned on her, she didn’t like it as much.

“It’s just… I’m not doubting you or anything so don’t take it the wrong way…” At least you remained quiet to let her fumble her thoughts out. “Are you perhaps… ashamedofme.”

You wrinkled your brows at the way she rushed out the last part of her sentence but you knew what she was saying. “How could I ever be? Is it because I haven't re-introduced you to my friends since your surgery?”

“… Maybe a little, I don’t know, I’m sorry! I just — ”

“Jinyoung.” You stated her name with a firm tone. “I’m the one that is sorry. I didn’t want to force you if you were still uncomfortable. I’m so happy you came to see me today after work for our date and that Lisa happened to be there too.

It’s not that I’m ashamed of you or anything whatsoever. In fact, I was hoping that any clothes we buy today you could wear to the next company dinner we have. You know that I’m not good at being alone at these kinds of things.”

When you’d first come to Seoul to work, it had been Jinyoung who had conveniently been working at the bar the first night you’d gone out after work with your co-workers. At the time, she’d been one to take care of you. The memories made her smile. Now, almost three years later, you were the one constantly looking after her. You wanted to remind her that nothing on the outside mattered — you fell in love with all of Jinyoung and her soul.

“I love you no matter what, Jinne. Always remember that because I know you feel the same way about me so don’t ever put yourself down.”

“Alright, alright.” She smiled and wrapped her arms around you as you nuzzled happily into her neck.

“Ladies,” Jackson coughed awkwardly. “As much as I love heartfelt things, please remember you are in my car… and that we have arrived at your destination.”

You looked outside in surprise. Indeed, the pretty storefront of Starfield COEX greeted you.

“Although, if you’d… uh… like me to drive you elsewhere, do let me know.”

Sharing a fond look and giggle with your girlfriend, you shook your head. “No, we have to get some cute outfits for our next date, right Jinne?”

She looked at you with all the adoration in the world. “That’s right, my love.”

dokyeomblr: September 2021: Original Request — f!PJY ©

[whiteteadreams]

Hi! Which groups do you write

hi!! so I write for all units of nct, stray kids, monsta x, enhypen, bts, seventeen, ateez, and in the future I'll start writing for twice! if I start stanning more groups then I'll probably start writing for them too, like the boyz, cix, got7, onlyoneof, xdinary heroes, treasure, (g)i-dle, itzy, aespa, txt.

[markie-baby]

Teaser | Butt-Naked at the MGM ✨️

"How am I supposed to tell yah?

I don't wanna see you with anyone but me,

Nobody gets me like you.

How am I supposed to let you go?

Only like myself when I'm with you,

Nobody gets me, you do..."

Nobody Gets Me - SZA

Summary- You were no stranger to surprises when it came to dating Mark Tuan, but nothing could prepare you for what you were to learn on your one year anniversary; that your sweet, shy, and respectable boyfriend was a closeted freak.

Warnings - cursing, explicit sex Genre- Fluff/Smut (18+ MA) Pairing- Female Reader x Mark Tuan Genre- smut, idol! got7, female! reader, black! reader Length- she super long, mama. So get some wine 'cuz it's story time.

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[prettywordsyouleft]

Cream

Pairing: Jackson Wang x female reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: mildly suggestive

Word count: 207

Jackson stared at the cold blob that had landed precariously on the tip of his nose until he almost went cross-eyed. He blinked, and once more, just to be sure.

And then he turned his gaze towards his wife. “What was that for?”

“Hmm?” you hummed unconvincingly, your grin betraying any attempt at innocence.

“This,” he said, scooping the cream from his face and onto the tip of his index finger. Before he could further comment on how the condiment had made it onto his face from the bowl you had been whipping it in, your lush mouth wrapped around his digit and sucked it off with a pop.

He felt that quick caress everywhere.

“What? I don’t see anything,” you replied matter-of-fact, making a big show of looking him all over for the proclaimed cream.

Quick as he could, Jackson reached into the bowl and smeared a blob of cream over your left cheek.

“That is for the cake!” you cried, and much as you had done previously, Jackson leaned in and took a long lick of your cheek, ensuring the colour of your skin was as flushed as his own body felt.

You gasped, and he grinned, wondering where else the cream could end up.

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[honey-subs]

Got7 as Subs

Lim Jaebeom

｡･:*˚:✧｡ surprisingly obedient, he has his bratty moments/days, but for the most part he’s obedient. most likely to push your buttons when he’s needy, because he doesn’t like to show it verbally. i also thinks he’s a service top.

Mark Tuan

｡･:*˚:✧｡ really obedient. wouldn’t dream of being a brat, because he revels in your rewards. he gets really pouty and quiet when he’s needy for you, and will not hesitate at all to ask you if you’re in public. i see him as a service top as well, who likes to bottom sometimes as well.

Jackson Wang

｡･:*˚:✧｡ also not a brat. i think his energy and excitement can get him in trouble sometimes and it comes off as him being a brat, but honestly, he’d must trying to be good for you. i think he’s equally a top and bottom, doesn’t care which one.

Park Jinyoung

｡･:*˚:✧｡ a brat. not as much as bambam, but definitely bratty. i see him as more of a bottom than service top, though. he does have days where he wants to be good, but that’s really, really rare.

Choi Youngjae

｡･:*˚:✧｡ the most obedient out of them all. like i’m not even joking, no one could even pay him to be disobedient towards you. he’d do whatever you ask, too. i see him as a service top because just lives to to please, he puts your pleasure before his own.

Bambam

｡･:*˚:✧｡ a really, really, really bratty bottom. is only obedient when he’s really, really needy but other than that, he’s so bratty. the word obedient isn’t even in his vocabulary. (is a bottom because he loves being runined by you)

Kim Yugyeom

｡･:*˚:✧｡ perfect mix of both bratty and obedient. since he’s so young, he’s still working out what he likes and dislikes, so he’d also be equally service top and bottom. when he’s needy, he’s n e e d y, which happens often and is when his brattiness comes out full throttle.

[tuanstars]

Hi! Could you possibly do a fluffy oneshot of you taking care of JB because his back is hurting? He just wants to cuddle you and gets massages!🥺 Also I'm so excited to see this blog get well know! Best of luck with it💕💕

Care - Lim Jaebeom

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⇢paring - jaebeom x reader

⇢genre - fluff

⇢summary - jaebeom needs you to take care of him when he wakes up in pain.

⇢warnings - simply just fluff!

⇢notes - thank you! in all honesty, i don’t think this blog is going to get too well known because people love the dom!got7 agenda, but we’ll see! thank you for being the first request on this blog!

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you woke up to jaebeom groaning in exasperated pain. you allowed your vision to focus for a moment before turning to lay on your elbows. you rub your eyes before allowing your fingers to gently rub along his arms. he wasn’t a very heavy sleeper, so a few motions of your finger tips against his arms was waking him up.

you saw him wince as he did so, a hand instantly moving to cup his lower back. he groaned again as he attempted to turn around and face you. “are you okay, jae?” you asked, your hand reaching out to aid him a bit. “my back is a bit sore . . . can you take care of me for today?” he mumbled as he wraps his arms around you.

“or course, baby.” you told him. “lay on your stomach for me.” he moved to position and folded his hands and rested his head on top of them. you straddles his waist, and placed your hands on his shoulders. “what are you gonna do?” he asked. “i’m gonna give you a massage to relax your muscles so you won’t be in so much pain.” you mumbled, lifting his shirt up to his shoulders and using your hands to knead the skin there.

you could immediately see he closed his eyes the moment he felt your hands. he was tense, especially his his shoulders and lower back, so that’s where you focused on the most. the moment your hands kneaded at his lower back, he began to truly relax. groans of appreciation left his mouth as you worked your magic, gently pushing and pulling your hands along his tender skin.

the massage was short and sweet, and he appreciated every moment of it. “thank you.” he murmurs softly once your finshed and laying right beside him. he turns on his side, and opens his arms; to which you obviously accept his invitation for cuddles. he has his arms wrapped around your waist with his head nuzzled into your neck, and you have your hands playing in his hair. before you knew it, he was asleep again and softly snoring.

you chuckled when you first heard it, accepting defeat and leaning to kiss his forehead. you accepted the fact that neither of you would be getting up anytime soon, and decided drift away into sleep as well.