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touch and feel

day 14: overstimulation/massaging/begging with hwang intak

genre: smut, 18+ mdni

wc: 4.9k

summary: intak has been your massage therapist for a few months now. you don’t know if it’s the actual magic in his hands or it’s just your seemingly silly crush on him but you can’t go to anyone else for massages. one night he makes an exception for you to see him after hours.

cw: dom massage therapist!intak x sub!reader, porn with plot, strangers to lovers, massaging, begging, overstimulation, dirty talk, fingering, intak accidentally walks in on you naked once, pretty as a pet name, praise, body worship(?), sensory deprivation kind of (reader is laying face down on the table for most of it)

a/n: this is my first time ever writing a full fic with plot and it’s for piwontober! thank you sooo so much @sxfterhearts and @kisseobie for hosting such a wonderful event. i'm so grateful to get the opportunity to write for this event alongside all these amazing writers ♡ and thank you to my bb @hazyhae for beta reading <3

the first time you meet intak, it’s your first time at the massage spa he’s a manager and massage therapist at. your best friend, being the sweet angel she is, handed you a free voucher for this place she’s been going to for the last few months while you guys were out at saturday brunch.

“you know,” she meets your eyes. “you deserve to treat yourself every once in a while,” her big doe eyes stare at you, concern flashing through them. you smile softly at her.

“thanks for looking out for me y/f/n,” you thank her sincerely. the both of you know how many hours you’re working in a week, spending at least 8 hours a day (sometimes 10 depending on the time of year) hunched in front of a computer.

of course your shitty company turned down the idea of implementing standing desks or higher quality office chairs, so you’re consistently stuck with tight hips, sore shoulders, and a killer stiff neck.

you decide to go the very next day as you, surprisingly, didn’t have anything planned on a sunday. usually, you’d be grocery shopping or prepping for the week ahead, but you took care of that with your best friend before brunch so your sunday was free for a much needed self-care day.

the moment you walk through the doors of serenity spa, an insanely cute guy greets you with these big brown eyes that sparkle at you as he speaks. “hi, welcome to serenity spa! do you have an appointment with us?” his eyes are big and round, staring up at you.

“i don’t,” you shake your head. you reach in your purse for the voucher and present it to him. “but i have this voucher for a free massage? it’s my first time here and i saw i could just walk in.”

he takes the paper from your hands while smiling. “that’s perfect! here, you can take a seat and just fill out this preference sheet,” he says, handing you a clipboard and pen. you follow as he says and get to scribbling on the sheet.

“y/n, 60 minutes, full back massage, light pressure, and aromatherapy,” he repeats your choices back to you. “you don’t have a preference for a therapist, right?” he double checks your paper and glances up at you, your breath catching in your throat at the sudden eye contact as you shake your head no.

“it seems that everyone else has a client, but lucky for you my books are actually free for the next hour. so i can take care of you for your first time if you’d like?” his plush lips turning up into a smile.

you finally glance at his name tag which reads intak and head manager right under.

“that sounds great actually,” you return the smile, a light blush dusting your cheeks as you realize how intimate he could possibly get on the first meeting. “but that’s his job,” you have to remind yourself before you end up psyching out.

he leads you to a room where the lights are dim, a handful of lit candles are placed throughout, and there’s soft spa music playing from a speaker.

“alright y/n, just go ahead and get undressed. you can lay on your front and cover yourself with this towel. i’ll give you a few minutes,” intak explains, gesturing toward the massage bed with a small cover up and towel for your privacy placed nicely in the center.

you let the door close behind him before you move to place your bag on the small table in the corner of the room. you follow his directions, pushing any embarrassing thoughts of getting naked in front of this incredibly attractive stranger on the first meeting.

lying down on the table, you gently place your head through the hole and pull the towel over your butt before resting your arms by your side as you stare at the ground, taking a few deep breaths to get rid of your nerves. it’s just a massage.

the massage goes incredibly smoothly with the help of intak’s professionalism soothing any worries you had. his large warm palms worked their magic all around your back and shoulders, working gently through the knots you had built up under the skin.

you were so lost in time, his hands distracting you from thinking of anything that could possibly stress you that you almost whine in protest at the end of your massage, wishing you had booked him for longer.

you hear him wipe his hands on a towel before wiping lightly the excess massage oil off your back and arms.

“i’ll let you get dressed and you can meet me back at the front desk to get you checked out, alright?” you hum in agreement, feeling a bit sleepy after the complete relaxation session you just had.

he chuckles at the slight rasp in your voice after such a quiet session, since you only replied in hums any time he asked you if the pressure he was applying was okay, or if the temperature of the warm towels he used were alright.

“just take your time, there’s no rush,” he reassures you softly. thank god you were lying face down so he couldn’t see the blush on your cheeks.

you get redressed and grab your bag before checking out at the front desk.

“and did you want to book your next appointment at this time?” intak asks.

“yeah, why not?” you smile at him. he nods before clicking around on the computer. he schedules your next appointment for a month out at the same time as today.

“did you want to book me again or see a different massage therapist?” you blush at his question, already knowing you wanted to feel his incredible hands on you again. that’s not weird, right?

“i guess i wouldn’t mind seeing you again,” you tease him, a smile creeping onto your face. “oh, and can you make it a 90-minute appointment this time?” you ask shyly. “i actually wish this session was longer because you’ve got some mad skills,” you have to mumble to save yourself a bit.

“oh so i’ve already got you hooked after one visit, huh?” he smirks back at you, a small giggle leaving his lips. “don’t worry, y/n, i’ve got you.” he grabs a card from the acrylic holder in front of him, scribbling down your appointment details with a pen. you roll your eyes but can’t wipe your smile away.

“thanks. i’ll see you next month, intak,” you reply, turning to walk out before you can get any more embarrassed. what you don’t see is intak cheesing like an idiot for the rest of the day after you leave.

the third time you meet intak, it’s at your third appointment which you happened to book just 2 weeks after the second one instead of another month out.

it’s not that work got any worse than it already was, or that you had other stressors in your life. you don’t even really work out hard enough to really be sore.

to be quite frank, you simply couldn’t get enough of not just his hands (hell, you even start to add other body areas to your sessions now that you’ve gotten more comfortable with him), but now his company as well.

during your second appointment, you made a conscious effort to initiate more small talk with intak. you couldn’t help but want to learn more about him and this time wouldn’t be different from the last.

after intak leads you to his massage room and leaves you be, you start your usual routine of putting your belongings on the corner table before undressing. this time, though, you get distracted by the buzzing of your phone in your bag. you reach for it to put it on do not disturb, and you miss the knock at the door.

you don’t react fast enough before it swings open, a yelp escaping your lips as your hands come up to cover yourself as much as you can.

“oh! shit, i’m so sorry,” intak mutters before shutting the door. in all his time of working here he has never accidentally walked in on anyone until now. and of course it was you. he presses his hands to his face to cool himself down, walking back to the front desk to take a sip of cold water to bring him back to his senses.

your heart is racing while you stand vulnerably alone in the massage room. you put your phone away and settle onto the massage table like normal. god, how was the rest of this appointment gonna go now?

after what feels like forever, there’s another knock at the door, and this time intak remembers to ask if you’re ready for him.

“yeah, i’m ready,” you reply, clearing your throat afterwards. once intak takes a deep breath, he enters the room, proceeding as usual.

“i am so sorry about that, y/n,” he starts to apologize, genuine worry in his voice as the guilt pangs in his chest. “i’m not going to make any excuses but it was a genuine accident.” the last thing he wanted was to make you uncomfortable, but he wanted to respect your boundaries.

“it’s okay!” you blurt out a bit too quickly. “it was a mistake and you really do sound like you feel bad, so apology accepted,” you continue, hoping to ease his concerns. “and hey, we can forget this ever happened as long as you work your magic like you always do.” you lift your head slightly in order to get a peek of him since you never get to see his face during these appointments.

intak sighs in relief, meeting your eyes and smiling apologetically. “thank you for understanding,” he says sincerely.

once he gets started, it feels like most, if not all, the tension in both the air and your muscles has faded out.

“so how long have you been a massage therapist for?” you asked, breathing deeply to try not to audibly react to his hands that worked through your calf muscles.

“it’s been a little over a year,” he replies. “i got the manager position here about 6 months ago now and i love it. i enjoy making a difference in people’s lives and their wellbeing,” he speaks fondly.

“you don’t need to take my word for it, but you deserve it. you’re amazing at what you do- ooooh,” your last word draws out as he digs a bit deeper into your leg.

he laughs at your reaction. “that didn’t hurt did it?” he soothes over the area with a broad hand as to not put any more pressure in case it did hurt.

“no! no, not at all. it felt really good,” you exhaled. “you’ve got some sorcery or something in those hands, intak, i swear.” his cheeks flush at your compliments.

“i’m just doing my job, y/n,” he mutters, not being able to accept such kind words from someone as pretty as you. he’s grateful you’re not facing him because he would not be handling this as coolly as he is now.

“can you tell me more about yourself?” you ask, voice a bit small as even you can’t believe you’re initiating this.

“hmm,” he hums, thinking of what to tell you. “when i’m not working, i’m at the gym. i love working out and improving myself. i usually lift weights but… i actually really love dancing too.”

your eyebrows raise, even though he can’t see you. “really?” you ask in disbelief. “i wish i could dance… maybe you can teach me someday,” you say through a smile.

“i would love to teach you,” he replies, chuckling. are you flirting with him right now? no… surely it’s just a friendly conversation.

“your girlfriend must be really lucky,” you say, immediately flustering yourself at how bold that statement was. “i mean, like imagine coming home from work and you just get one hell of a massage from your partner,” you stumble out, trying to cover for yourself, holding your breath.

“whoa, hey. relax your muscles for me and keep breathing. you’re tensing up,” intak points out, his hands gliding across your skin with the help of the massage oil. “and for the record, i’m single,” he adds, blood rushing to his cheeks. okay maybe you are flirting with him.

you exhale a little louder than you mean to, a great relief washing over you at this new knowledge. as if a lightbulb goes off above your head, you start brainstorming with more conversation topics. not wanting to make things awkward, you both move past this conversation and begin to talk about yourself to allow him to know about you too.

the fourth time you meet intak is at your fourth appointment. you booked this one for just a week after the last one, too impatient to wait an extra week to see him again.

after last week’s session of you two nonstop flirting in the massage room, you just wanted to see him even more often. your best friend even caught your change in attitude, noting you were happier and more lively ever since you started going to the spa for massages. you just blushed and brushed her off, not wanting her to tease you for crushing on your massage therapist.

today’s session was almost no different than the last, the two of you settling into a routine now.

you knew he started with the aromatherapy, letting you breathe in the scent of lavender for relaxation.

you knew he kindly moved any stray hairs away from your neck before settling into the muscles there.

you knew the paths he took on your body each time.

of course, you hadn’t changed up your preferences besides longer sessions and firmer pressure since the first session.

this time, though, you decided not to hold back on your sighs and sounds of pleasure as his dexterous fingers kneaded and relaxed your muscles.

you wanted to test the waters. at first, it really was just a reflex. you were a naturally sensitive and reactive person. you had just been holding back in front of intak in case things became awkward, or it was too unprofessional on your end.

after learning he was single, you never missed the way his eyes lit up when he spoke to you at the front desk, or the slight stutter in his answers when you asked him something a bit more personal. it was cute, really. there was just something about flustering a cute boy who already has his hands all over you.

it didn’t take much from him to draw out a few mewls from you. the first few times, he didn’t think much of it. his hands still moved steadily as they always did across the expanse of your back.

the more noises you made, the more intak’s hands, which are usually confident and firm, started to falter.

he clears his throat. “you’re sure i’m not hurting you, right y/n?” he asks, trying to keep his voice steady.

“intak, i would tell you if it hurt,” you reassured him. “it just feels really really good… you just really know how to work those hands.”

intak thanks whatever higher being there is that you can’t see him, otherwise you’d poke fun at how red and hot his cheeks and ears were getting. hell, his hands were even starting to sweat and he didn’t think that was possible with the oil covering his hands.

“why, is there something wrong?” you ask, trying to hide the smirk in your voice after noticing he couldn’t even reply back. there was no way you weren’t doing this on purpose…

“no, no,” he chokes out. “not at all… you’re just a bit more… reactive today and i just wanted to make sure you were comfortable… you know, with the pressure and everything,” intak babbles on. “but if everything’s okay i’m gonna continue with the massage.”

you hum back in response, deciding to spare the poor guy of your teasing.

the fifth time you meet intak is at your fifth appointment.

after the incident of your fourth appointment, intak shyly asked for your number (even though it was already in the system after your first visit; he didn’t wanna seem like a creep just taking it from the computer).

“you know, just in case you need an emergency visit from me,” he fibs. you laughed and agreed, reading out your number for him to shoot you a text.

“intak :)” the text simply reads.

since getting each others’ numbers, the flirting between the two of you had become both more natural and frequent. you guys text all day everyday about anything and everything, and intak can confidently admit he is very happy you haven’t booked with another massage therapist that isn’t him.

needless to say, you’ve become a regular of his and you’d be lying if you said you were booking massages for the sole reason of getting a massage. it had become your routine to see him at this point.

as usual, you book your next appointment at the end of the previous one. and usually, you reserve these appointment days just to see intak. you’d been seeing him for 2 months now so you already knew which days you’d be seeing him, but you forgot to check in advanced and only now (2 days before your scheduled appointment) realized you had other plans that day already.

shit, now you have to reschedule with intak.

5:42pm you: hey intak

5:42pm you: remember when you said i could ask you for emergency visits?

5:47pm intak: hi pretty, yeah why?

5:49pm you: i didn’t realize i was already busy at the same time as my next appointment is scheduled…

5:49pm you: can i redeem an emergency visit for today instead? it’s okay if not

you only half-expected intak to drop everything to see you, but what you didn’t expect was for your fifth appointment to be held after hours at the massage spa.

intak would be lying if said he wasn’t giggling and kicking his feet at the idea of just the two of you alone in such an intimate session. was he risking his career for this? possibly. could he find a way to cover this up to his coworkers and supervisor? that was an issue for later.

right now, as he unlocked the front door with you standing behind him, his heart was pounding. he really couldn’t believe he was doing this just for you, but he was curious as to what was going to happen now after the incident.

“if you want, you can just sit here while i get the room prepped,” intak smiles at you, pointing to the massage table. you sit down, still clothed, legs hanging off the side as you watch intak prepare everything that would be needed for the next 90 minutes. you were curious since you never got to see the behind-the-scenes before your usual appointments.

intak leaves and lets you change and get comfortable, shouting for him once you’re ready like he instructed since it was just the two of you.

the massage starts like normal, everything being the exact same as every other time you’re laying on this very table. but there’s something else in the air that’s distracting you.

something about the two of you being alone in such an intimate environment, really getting to feel his hands make their way across your skin, especially after all the flirting and tension that has been growing between the two of you, has you hot and bothered.

even thinking about how flustered he got when you were moaning out to tease him just a week ago has your thighs pressing together to give you some relief.

intak notices right away. “just relax and keep breathing for me, pretty,” he mumbles. he’s working on the backs of your thighs, fingers dancing so close to where you want him. he’s gently pulling your legs apart to knead into the supple skin, but you let out a whimper at his actions.

“are you okay?” he asks, slightly breathless. you hope he’s thinking the same thing as you before you inhale and exhale deeply.

“intak… can you please touch me?” you ask just loud enough for him to hear, your breath catching in your throat.

“i… i’m massaging you, y/n. what do you mean touch you?” his fingers stop in their tracks and his ears perk up because of how nicely you asked, catching him off guard.

you use your arms to push your upper body off of the table, moving your hair to one side as you look back at him, one of your arms coming across your chest to cover yourself slightly.

intak’s big puppy eyes don’t leave yours as soon as your eyes lock with his.

“please… i need you here,” you say, wiggling your butt with his hands still placed on your skin there.

intak all but gasps, blood rushing straight down after hearing how desperate you sound. his fingers trail up cautiously while he feels your eyes still on him. he swipes a finger across your slit which is now dripping with arousal.

“shit,” he mutters. “do you get this wet every time i give you a massage?” he asks gingerly, his eyes nearly burning a hole through the towel that’s covering your butt.

“intak…” you whine. “can you just take the towel off my ass please?” you ask desperately, your upper body dropping back onto the massage table after losing strength at the slightest feeling of his fingers.

intak swallows thickly, getting rid of the dry feeling he was getting from gawking at you with his mouth open, and obliges.

“are you sure you want this? here? now?” he’s asking. you lift your head to look at him again. his cheeks are a deep shade of red.

“intak i swear to god,” you huff. you had to admit the consent was hot. he literally had you at the palm of his hand and he was still asking if you were okay. “yes. yes i want this, please just-” you’re cut off by your own gasp as he pulls the towel off, his fingers come back to your slit, sliding down to your clit once. you let out a sigh at the relief his digits are providing you.

“so fucking wet,” intak whispers and you almost miss it. you hear the cap to the massage oil pop open before you feel a warm liquid being poured onto your ass and it sends butterflies to your stomach. he uses both hands to massage and spread your cheeks with the oil and you do nothing to stop the noises that are escaping your lips.

as one hand continues gripping and groping your ass, his other fingers are back on your pussy and he groans at the sight of you, oiled up and sprawled out for him. he presses a single digit to your hole which flutters at the contact before pulling away, making you whine.

“what’s wrong, pretty?” he asks, feigning concern as he starts drawing slow circles on your clit. you feel his weight on the table as he sits on it by your leg. you wiggle back at him, not trusting your voice right now.

“intaaak,” you whine out, getting frustrated that he was still talking to you like you weren’t at his complete mercy.

“go on, you’ve got it,” he encourages, biting back a smile. “tell me what you want…”

“please,” you breathe out. he barely moves. once you realize that wasn’t enough you continue. “please… i want- i need your fingers,” you barely manage to squeak out the words.

fortunately for you, this was enough for intak. he pours more oil over your cunt, not that you needed it, but there was something about seeing your pussy glistening between his fingers that had his head reeling. he pushes your legs further apart and uses both hands to slowly spread your folds apart, almost like it’s part of the massage routine.

you’re doing nothing to bite back your moans, but you don’t miss his soft grunts in response just from seeing you and hearing your noises for him.

“you’re so cute when you beg for me, pretty,” intak mumbles. his sinfully sweet words paired with one of his soft fingers sinking into your impossibly slick cunt has you breathless. he lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding as he watches you suck his finger back in each time he thrusts out, feeling your walls fluttering around his digit.

“letting me take care of you like this…” intak revels in the sight of you laying on the table all sprawled out for him. he adds another finger, eyebrows furrowing at how tight you are. “shit, baby you’re so tight,” intak grits.

you feel his other hand leave your ass, snaking its way around to your clit. he’s now massaging your pussy with both of his hands and the stimulation has you going lightheaded. you so badly wish you could see his face, but you’re stuck on your stomach, staring at the ground.

the longer his fingers are between your legs, toying with your most sensitive parts, the tighter the knot in your stomach gets. intak can feel the way you’re clenching around his fingers. he can hear your staggered breaths. he sees the way your thighs start to shake.

“you’re gonna cum aren’t you, pretty?” he asks in the sweetest voice. his fingers quicken their pace both inside of you and on your clit, and you feel the band about to snap.

“yes! yes, f-fuck… intak please,” you manage to get out between moans.

“you’re so sweet, pretty... i don’t even have to ask you to beg… you just do it anyway…” intak is in awe. how was he so lucky to be experiencing this right now? “go on, cum for me.”

hot white flashes behind your eyes as you cum, your walls constricting his fingers like they don’t want them to leave. and he doesn’t.

intak doesn’t stop stroking your gummy walls, nor does he stop circling your clit with the smooth tips of his fingers. he’s pumping his digits even faster and deeper in you than before, determined to make you cum again.

“intak!” you gasp, body writhing at the overwhelming sensations. but intak doesn’t hear you. his eyes are laser focused on your cunt, not stopping his movements. “intak, it’s… it’s too much, please!”

“oh, pretty,” he coos. “i’m sure you can take another one, can’t you?” he asks gently. the contrast between the sweet tone of his voice and the harsh movement of his fingers has your eyes rolling back. you feel another band tightening deep in your stomach this time and it makes you squeal.

he coaxes another orgasm out of you, and truth be told he could do this forever. between the cute noises leaving you and the way your pussy grips onto his fingers, he can’t get enough of you. your body squirms under his touch and you’re met with post-orgasm shudders.

intak finally lets up, pulling his fingers out of you slowly. he watches your hole clench around nothing, streaks of oil and cum smeared on your inner thighs.

you pull yourself up again on your elbows as best as you can, head turning to look at intak who’s already looking at you with a shit-eating grin on his face. he’s holding up his fingers which are covered in your slick for you to see. you wince at him before he’s putting his fingers in his mouth, tongue cleaning them up with a groan.

“oh… now i really need to taste you,” intak sighs out, moving toward you.

“what happened to hello, how are you?” you ask in disbelief. a smile makes its way to your lips as you notice him pouting at you, his sweet puppy eyes on full display.

“hello, how are you, pretty?” he asks, smiling at you now. he kneels down next to you. “i know this is really backwards but… can i take you out for dinner?” he asks shyly. you pretend to think about it, his eyes not leaving your face as he waits for your answer.

“hmm…” you start, noticing his lips moving into a pout again. “i would love to go out with you, intak.” you both are smiling like idiots, coming to realize what really just happened at his workplace of all places.

“i can’t believe we just did that,” intak laughs.

“yeah but were you gonna make the first move if i didn’t?” you raise an eyebrow at him.

“oh shut up,” he replies, his cheeks turning pink.

[ilwonuu]

jealous jaehyun ?? with smut idk

of course anon!!! thank u for your request!!! i hope you enjoy<3

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↴ jeong jaehyun

𖤓 summary- you’re boyfriend gets a little jealous sometimes..

𖤓 warnings- affection, kissing, unprotected sex, dirty talk, jealous jaehyun, creampie, pet names( baby, good girl, pretty/prettygirl, babe) (jae, baby), idk what else

𖤓 a/n- request more jaehyun. i love writing for him…

you are currently on your way home from your friends house. a bunch of texts from your boyfriend. you don’t respond obviously you’re driving. you just make your way to your house.

you arrive shortly after leaving making your way inside. you’re greeted with a clingy jaehyun.

“hi baby.” he pulls you into a hug a soon as you come through the front door. “hi jae.” you smile kissing him softly. “how was it? you have fun?” he asks still holding you in a hug. you nod. “so much fun! me and chenle were playing just dance and we we’re doing so well against the others.” you laugh at the memories of the night.

“oh chenle was there?” he asks as his mood shifts just a tad after chenle was mentioned. “yea! chenle came later.” you notice his mood. you watch him closely. as his pulls away from the hug.

“oh fun im glad you had a good time.” he nods shifting a little. “jae whats wrong?” you ask him as you pull him into a another hug. “nothing is wrong.” he gives you a half smile. “jae you’re mood is different now. come on tell me.” you kiss his cheek looking at him waiting for your answer. he sighs.

“ i just didn’t know chenle was gonna be there.” you look at him confused. “you don’t like chenle? or?” he shakes his head “chenle is fine…i just don’t like how flirty he is with you.” you are taking your time to listen to him.

“you think chenle is flirty with me jae?” you question him receiving a nod from your boyfriend. “babe i didn’t really know m sorry. do you want me to no-“ he shakes his head. “no babe i don’t want you to do anything. i just would rather be there if he’s there.” you smile at him laughing shortly after.

“what?” he questions. “you’re cute when you’re jealous.” you pull him into a peck. “not that jealous.” he says before pulling you into a another kiss. “you sure about that? you got all moody.” you laugh at him teasingly.

he rolls his eyes playfully. “you like when i’m jealous tho? right baby?” his kissing moving to your neck. his smirk into your neck.

“jaehyun-“ he cuts you off by pulling you into another kiss. moving you slowly into the kitchen placing you on the counter. “you didn’t answer me baby.” he whispers into your ear teasing you again. “y-yes i like it when you’re jealous jae..” he smiles at you.

“yea baby? want you to be no one elses..” he voice trailing off as he pulls your shirt over your head. his movements and his voice switching from cute very quickly.

he pulls your legs open slightly as he stands in between them. his hand immediately going to rub your thigh gently. “look at you. so pretty huh? my pretty girl.” he says before kissing you again. “jaehyun please-“ he just has a huge smirk as he watches you get more needy for him.

“please what baby?” he smiles at you innocently. “fuck me jae..” you say tugging at his shorts. “yea baby? i’ll make sure you feel so good.” all you can do is moan at his words. his smirk is bigger now as he takes off his clothes. waiting for you to do the same. as you do that his eyes are on you intensely. “you think you can take it here pretty?” your nod being quick and eager at him. he laughs a little before pulling his boxers down. “yes jae please..” you mouth is watering at the sight of his dick.

“such a good girl for me. tell me if it hurts okay?” he is pushing into you without warning. “fuck jaehyun so b-big.” he stops his movements. “you okay pretty? i know we didn’t prep so tell me if you want to stop.” all you can do is shake your head no at this moment. his smirks moving back onto his lips.

“y-you can move now..” you whisper to him and he pulls out slowly before pushing back in. “shit y/n so fucking good.” his thrusts are gentle but deep. hes hitting all the right spots over and over. your eyes are rolling back as he holds onto you thrusts becoming more desperate.

“fuck fuck this is all mine baby.” his voice is stern and demanding. his thrusts getting quicker and his and your moans getting louder.

“jaehyun- i cant-“ you mumble. “can’t what pretty?? want me to stop?” he asks with a smirk. you shake your head no quick. “please don’t stop so close..” your words coming out only in a moan. “yea baby? gonna cum? meet too baby. gonna cum in this pussy yea? make you all mine. tell me you want it.” his hips stuttering just a little at his own words. his words sent you over the edge. you wanted that so bad. “p-please jae fuck want it s-so bad!” theres tears coming from your eyes as you cum quickly.

his gaze directly on your messy cunt as he cums into you. “fuck baby. take all of it.” his thrusts are slow and shallow.

“did so fucking good for me. can’t get enough of you.” he says pulling out gently. he kisses your head. “let me clean you up baby.” he smiles grabbing a damp rag to clean you with. “mm jae.” your mind still cloudy as your watch your boyfriend clean you up.

“yea pretty?” he asks pulling you off of the counter to be in his arms. “can we shower now?” you ask give him and kiss on his nose. “of course baby. lets go.” you smile walking towards the bathroom. he smiles smacking your butt while you walk away. “another round?” you hear his voice as he comes into the bathroom. “mm yea.” he smirks before kissing you again.

[captainquake42]

> ♡ °. INKED UP

♡ four

☆ kwon jae sung x fem!reader

summary:

You go out to a bar with your team and kwon sees an opportunity.

OR reader teaches kwon a few moves

notes:

I can't dance so I did my best describe it.

Also, if you are the person who asked me to write a fic of the reader getting hurt. I accidentally deleted your request, but that is something that i'm working on a little bit.

part one // prev part

1.1k written by:

S A R A H

You sat with Sam and Robby a table away from Dimitri and Eli. The bar buzzed with music and chatter, but you were more focused on your water (you didn’t like drinking, same as Robby, and pop was off-limits during the season—you were strict about keeping your body in peak condition). Sam and Robby were deep in conversation about Tory and Miguel, their voices low but laced with tension.

“ I hope Carmen is okay.” Robby said idly, spinning his straw in his glass “ Did you talk to Miguel before they left?”

Sam shugs, “ for like thirty seconds. We were excited to go exploring but now…” 

You nudged your twin with an elbow. “ You feel any better?” 

He scoffed, his lips curling into a humorless smile. “ No, honestly I'm actually thinking of adding rum to this coke.”

Sam smiled a little thinking he was kidding. “ Yeah right you don't drink.” 

Robby’s gaze dropped to his drink, his fingers tightening around the glass. “ might be the time to start, I've been screwing everything up since Tory put us on break and it's not even affecting her.” 

“ Like salt on an open cut.” 

“ Yeah, she's fighting better than ever.” 

 Sam leaned forward letting her arms rest on the table. “ Tory chose the other side and I feel terrible for her but we can't keep letting her get in our heads like this. We just have to accept she's against us.” 

You huffed, rolling your eyes. “ You guys are acting like we're at war, she's not against us.” You said with a shake of your head. “ She picked a different team because she was vulnerable, and a master manipulator took advantage of that. It’s not that simple. You of all people know that, you were talking about it last night.” 

Sam stared over your shoulders without replying, her facing falling. “ I'm gonna get some air.” She said getting up. 

Both you and Robby turned confused  following her gaze to the door. That’s when you saw them—Tory, Kwon, and a few of their teammates walking in, looking every bit like they owned the place.

Kwon stared at you and gave you a little nod. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he made his way across the bar.

Your back straightened unconsciously, and you had to put your hands in your lap to stop yourself from messing with your hair. 

Kwon stopped beside you, his smirk growing wider. “ Hey,” he said smoothly, his eyes locking with yours. “ Dance with me?”

Before you could say anything, Robby’s chair scraped back as he stood abruptly, squaring his shoulders. “ She’s not interested.”

Kwon barely glanced at Robby, he only had eyes for you. “ I’m pretty sure she can speak for herself, man.”

“ Robby cool off, it's fine.” You said, trying to defuse the situation.

Robby frowned, his jaw tight, but he didn’t say anything else.

“What do you say?” Kwon asked, his voice low enough that it felt like the rest of the room disappeared.

You hesitated, glancing at Robby, who was still standing stiffly. Then you looked back at Kwon.

“ Okay,” you said, taking his hand.

Kwon’s smirk turned into a genuine smile as he led you to the small dance floor at the center of the bar. “ I didn’t think you’d say yes.”

“ Why?” You looked up at him.

“ You don’t like disappointing your team.” He huffed. 

“ One dance won’t kill them.”

“ Just one?” He teased, slipping an arm around your waist. “ I plan to keep you here all night.” 

You felt your cheeks get warm, but put an arm around his neck anyway. “ One,” you repeated, though your lips twitched into a smile. 

“ Counter offer, ten and a kiss.” He said with a sly grin. 

Your jaw dropped, and your eyes went wide. “ Damn you got a drink in you already?” 

“ Nah don’t drink in season.” 

“ That right?”

He hummed swaying with you to the beat. “ That’s right.” 

“ Five and I teach you how to two-step and a shoulder dip.”

“ Deal.” He said almost before you could finish talking. “ Sounds like you know your stuff.”

“ My mom used to take me and Robby to bars all the time, I learned a few things.” You took both his hands and held them up by your sides. “ A two step is easy, all you do is step forward with your left foot, then follow with your right foot. Then go back, right foot first and repeat.”

“ Just go back and fourth?”

“ Yep, super simple.” 

So that’s what you did, a back and forth two step until he seemed to get bored and spinning you. “ Alright now show me the other one.” 

“ Okay,” you laughed. “ First thing, take my hand,” he did. “ Now you're going to spin me out, away from you.” 

He did as told, spinning you out and pulling you back in, “ Like that?” He asked. 

“ Just like that,” You encouraged. “ But when you pull me back, spin me in twice, so towards your body.” 

He did both steps again. 

“ Perfect next cross your arm over and slide while I drag my hand around your back.” You explained while showing the moves you were talking about. “ Now I do a half spin so my back is facing you and I am going to fall.”

“ A trust fall?”

“ Yes. There is more but I don’t think your ready to carry me on your shoulders.”

He scoffed playfully, “ I can, promise.”

“ Swear you won’t drop me?”

“ Yes.” He says, “ what’s the saying?”

“ Cross my heart?”

“ And hope to die, yes that one.”  

“ Okay in that case, grab my waist.” He did. “ I’m going to jump onto your shoulders, on three ready?”

“ Yes.” He effortlessly picked you up, and ducked his head under your spit legs. 

“ Next I’m going to swing my left leg around and you are going to keep hold of my right, when I do that my body will fall into your arms while I keep an arm around the back of your neck to support you. When we both are standing again you will spin me one more time with the hand you have around my thigh. Got it.”

“ Understood.” He yelled back over the music. 

“ Ready?”

“ Yep.” He confirmed. 

You did everything you said you were going to, albeit a little clumsy, with it being his first time, but at least he didn’t drop you like the guy who taught you did. He was spotting Robby, who was holding you, the two of you were only ten and thought it’d be a cool trick to show mom. Instead you got your first concussion, and Robby broke his nose when he fell face first into the floor.

Kwon steadied you as you spin back to him, his arm loosely draped around your waist. His grin was wide and infectious, “ real speed this time?”

He didn’t wait for your answer before he spun you out and back in while you giggled.

[puppym3]

hiiiii! i saw that you’re requests are open so here i am 😁😁 almost all of your writings have smut (NOT THAT I’M COMPLAINING! I AM ENJOYING EVERY PART OF IT AND I SWEAR U WRITE IT SO GOOOD) and i was wondering if we could get a fluff for han? if u watched the jae friends episode with han and chan, han mentioned there that he loves shaving his beard rather than getting it laser removed like chan. he said, “it’s a small romance in this busy modern world.” (mann iluv han jisung sm he’s such a romantic ☹️☹️) soooo can we please get skincare night with reader, and han wants her to shave his beard and they just get all lovey dovey at the bathroom sink (no smut :D)

TYSM AUTHOR-NIM I LUV LUV YOUR WORKS SO MUCH 💐💐💐🩷🩷

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han jisung x reader

wc: 1k

warnings: fluffiness, cuteness, omg, heart melting, kissing, (lmk if i missed any)

a/n: omg thank you SO much anon for this suggestion, fluff AND han??? i love you. i can't believe it took me this long to write something for han :(

i would love more suggestions if anyone has any for me! also if you'd like to be added to the taglist, please let me know!

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The gentle hum of the bathroom fan filled the air as you laid out your skincare products on the countertop. Han leaned against the doorframe, watching you with a playful glint in his eyes.

“You’re really into this skincare stuff, huh?” he teased, stepping closer.

“Of course,” you replied with a smile. “You should be too. Your skin will thank you.”

Han chuckled, moving to stand beside you. “Okay, skincare guru, what’s first?”

You handed him a headband, and he raised an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Yes, really,” you laughed. “We need to keep your hair out of the way.”

He reluctantly put it on, and you couldn’t help but giggle at how cute he looked. “You’re adorable,” you said, reaching up to pat his cheeks.

“Yeah, yeah,” he grumbled, though his eyes sparkled with amusement. “What’s next?”

As you started to cleanse his face, Han leaned into your touch, closing his eyes. “This feels nice,” he murmured.

You smiled softly, enjoying the quiet moment. After rinsing his face, you grabbed your next product. “Okay, now we need to exfoliate.”

He watched as you gently massaged the scrub onto his skin, his eyes filled with affection. “You’re really good at this,” he said.

“I’ve had a lot of practice,” you replied, focusing on your task. “And you have great skin to work with.”

Han chuckled. “Thanks, I guess, do you want to shave for me?”

Once his face was rinsed again, you reached for the shaving cream.

You nodded. “Trust me, I won’t hurt you.”

He hesitated but eventually nodded, sitting on the edge of the sink. You applied the shaving cream, and he watched you intently. “You’re taking this very seriously,” he said softly.

“Of course,” you replied, picking up the razor. “I don’t want to mess up.”

As you carefully raised the razor to his face, Han remained still, his eyes locked on yours. The silence between you was filled with an intensity that made your heart beat faster. You gently swiped the razor across his cheek, removing a few stray hairs.

Han continued to watch you, his gaze never wavering. As you moved the razor to his jawline, he placed his hand on your waist, his thumb stroking your side. He was looking intently into your eyes, looking at you in a way that made your heart flutter.

After rinsing the razor, you continued to shave his face, trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach. When you were finally finished, Han was grinning.

You rinsed his face again and reached for the aftershave, gently applying it to his skin.

"Ah- ah... I almost forgot a part!" You suddenly exclaimed.

"Which one?" Han asked curiously.

You leaned down onto his face, placing a soft kiss on his nose. He giggled as you started attacking his face in tiny kisses.

"Baby..." he tried to speak but couldn't stop giggling.

"Yes, sweetheart?" you stopped and looked into his eyes.

"What's next?" He asked, smiling.

You couldn't help but giggle as well.

"Next we put the serums, and then a moisturizer."

"I have no idea what a serum is."

You laughed and pointed, showing him the serums.

"Why do I have to wear these?" He pouted.

"Because they're good for your skin. Trust me."

Han sighed and nodded, letting you continue.

"You have to wear sunscreen and lip balm," you said, grabbing the products.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no!" Han objected. "That's where I draw the line, sunscreen at night?"

"It's good for your skin," you insisted.

"Really?"

"Yes, really," you said, giggling.

He sighed and nodded, letting you apply the sunscreen to his face.

"Okay, now the lip balm," you said, applying a coat to his lips. "Let me see if it works."

"What? is this another trick to kiss me?" He asked, his eyes wide, a smile forming on his face.

"Definitely not," you lied.

You leaned down, kissing him softly. His lips felt warm and smooth against yours, and you couldn't help but smile.

Han wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close as he kissed you back. You could feel his smile against your lips, and you couldn't help but chuckle.

As you pulled away, Han gave you a cheeky grin.

"Okay, okay," you said, grabbing his chin to make him look at you. "I think we're done."

Han nodded, a soft smile on his lips.

"Now it's my turn," you said, turning to the sink.

"Your turn for what?"

"To get my skincare routine," you replied, giggling.

"Okay," he said, watching you closely.

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taglist for my beauties: @loverbangchan, @reignessance, @imperfectlyperfectprincess1

[vnti-vnxiety-recs]

okay yay! Thanks for answering all of my questions, I was worried it felt like an interrogation 😟 In that case I’m chock full of ideas but for an issues that plagued me 2 days ago, I wanted to ask for a domestic-ish fic. I am….terrier or bugs..like deathly afraid…like I have to wake my mom up at night or worse in order to save me…so I wanted to ask…

Whether we are in a Some or a full-fledged relationship, who is willing to rush from work or a social engagement to come kill a bug that ran into the house for me bc I call them crying & also not make me feel embarrassed or dumb over it & how 🥲 pls any 127 or Dream except jw or the Chenji, for female reader please

Ok, I couldn't pick just one member so here are the members I think are most likely to rush home to kill a bug for you! I’ve been meaning to write more for 127 so enjoy! 

Members who would be willing to rush home to come kill a bug for you ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

JAEHYUN

(I feel like Jaehyun is pretty laidback and chill so he wouldnt really mind doing something like that for you. I feel like he's not one to get annoyed easily over silly things so he probably wouldn't even think twice about your reaction)

He was on his lunch break when his phone buzzed incessantly, the screen lighting up with your name. His heart sank as he noticed the string of missed calls—five, maybe six—all back to back, which was highly unusual for you. You always respected his work schedule, making a point to avoid disrupting him during the day. A sense of dread washed over him. Something had to be wrong.

He quickly dialed your number, his pulse pounding in his ears. When you answered, your voice came out choked and shaky, “Hello?” The strain in your tone sent a jolt of anxiety coursing through him, and he felt a knot tighten in his stomach.

“Baby, it’s me,” he said, trying to maintain an air of calm despite the panic bubbling inside him. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“Jae, please come home. It’s an emergency,” you managed to say, your voice wavering as tears streamed down your cheeks, making it difficult to speak. Fear constricted your throat, leaving you gasping for air.

His heart raced as he absorbed your words. The urgency in your plea twisted his insides into a tight coil. “Okay, just breathe. I’m on my way,” he reassured you, his voice steady despite his racing thoughts. The heaviness of unease wrapped around him, but the simple confirmation that you needed him ignited a fierce determination within him.

With that, he jumped into action, throwing his things into his bag and rushing out of the office. The world outside blurred into a haze as he sped towards home, the car’s engine roaring like his frantic thoughts. 

Each traffic light felt agonizingly long, each second stretching into an eternity, but luck was on his side today; he didn’t work far from the house, and in less than twenty minutes, he was pulling into the driveway, his heart pounding in sync with his footsteps.

When he burst through the doorway moments later, adrenaline coursing through him, he rushed through the house, calling out for you. His heart leaped into his throat when he saw you standing precariously on the couch, broom in hand, wobbling slightly as you tried to keep your balance on the cushions.

“Jae, no! In the kitchen, go!” you shouted, your voice laced with urgency, but it came out in a frantic rush, leaving him unsure if he understood what was happening.

He raised an eyebrow, feeling a mix of confusion and concern, as he approached the couch again. “What’s going on?” he asked, but you wailed in despair, “No, Jae! You’re not listening! Hurry before it gets away!” 

Hesitantly, he finally veered toward the kitchen, cautiously obeying your frantic direction while you stumbled over the couch cushions to follow, not daring to let your feet touch the ground until you felt certain it was safe again. You perched against the armrest, leaning over as far as you could to keep an eye on him.

“What am I looking—” he started, but before he could finish, you interrupted him, your heart pounding with urgency. “There, Jae! There! Get it!”

He quickly redirected his gaze to where you were pointing and squinted, initially seeing nothing. Then, just as his patience began to wane, he spotted a beetle scuttling across the stove. Relief washed over him; he finally understood the situation.

With determination, he reached into the junk drawer, pulling out a piece of cardstock and a plastic lid. He deftly scooped the bug onto the cardboard, trapping it beneath the lid. As he walked back into the living room, he noted the tension radiating from you, your eyes wide with fear. He cast you a reassuring smile as he passed, making his way to the front door. You relaxed slightly, finally allowing a tentative foot onto the floor, following him to the entrance. He gently released the tiny intruder outside, your eyes locked on the scene as the beetle vanished into the grass.

As he returned inside, the raw tension that had coiled within you drained away, leaving you feeling weak in the knees. 

“Was this the emergency?” Jae asked softly, concern still etched on his face.

A fresh wave of tears threatened to spill from your eyes. Guilt washed over you; you had dragged him all the way from work just to help you with a bug. “I’m so sorry, Jae. I just can’t handle them. I really tried, but it—”

“No, no, no, baby, I’m not upset,” he interrupted you gently, shushing your growing distress before pulling you into his embrace. He rocked you back and forth, his hand soothingly rubbing your back as you cried softly against his chest. “I was so scared—I thought something had happened to you. I'm just glad you're okay.”

“Do you promise you’re not mad?” you sniffled, looking up at him with teary eyes.

Jae pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head and then flashed you a dimpled smile that warmed your heart. “I’m not mad. I’ll get rid of all the bugs for you, just ask. Do you know why?” he asked, pulling you back slightly to look into your eyes.

You shook your head, your curiosity piqued, urging him to continue.

“It's because I love you,” he said softly, his gaze steady and filled with warmth. 

In that moment, all your worries faded, replaced by the comfort of his words and the safety of his arms.

Doyoung

(Doyoung is another member who I don't think would really mind going through the trouble of coming home to kill a bug for you. Now, I will say he probably thinks it's a little silly, but he would never tell you that. In truth, he finds it really adorable and loves the way you sometimes depend on him.)

He was already on his way home with the groceries when your call came through, ringing sharply in the quiet of the car.

“Hey, I’m almost home,” he said with an upbeat tone.

“Please hurry! There’s a bug—and it’s—IT’S FLYING, SHIT!” you yelled into the phone, panic echoing in your voice.

Doyoung could hear you racing through the house, your breathing heavy and irregular, accompanied by the sound of crashes that made his heart race. He pressed down on the gas, urgency pushing him forward. 

“Try to calm down, love. I’m almost there,” he said, attempting to soothe you, but his own heart was pounding at the chaos on the other end of the line.

“IT’S CHASING ME—” was the last thing he heard before the line abruptly cut off. 

That alone spurred Doyoung to speed home, anxiety creeping in as he recalled how much you despised bugs, and how clumsy you could get in your panic. The last time you encountered a moth, you’d sprained your ankle in your frantic escape.

Not long after, he pulled into the driveway and could already hear your distant screams while he fumbled with the keys to the front door. As he unlocked it and stepped inside, he couldn't help but chuckle softly at the scene before him. You were darting around the living room, all but obliterating the tidy space in your attempt to evade the offending insect. Little did you know, your chase was futile—the bug was nowhere near you anymore.

In a moment of sheer panic, you ran straight into his chest, the impact causing you to stumble backward. 

“Whoa, babe, it’s me. Where is it?” Doyoung asked, concern lacing his voice as he steadied you.

“I thought it was chasing me,” you huffed, the exasperation evident in your tone. Your wild eyes were filled with both fear and embarrassment, and Doyoung felt a surge of protectiveness.

Before he could respond, the unmistakable buzzing of insect wings echoed through the room, sending you into a full-on retreat behind him. “Doyoung, please!” you wailed, fingers curling tightly into the fabric of his shirt.

“Alright, I’ve got this,” he said, his demeanor shifting to one of calm resolve. He peered over his shoulder, scanning the room for the source of your terror. “Just stay right here,” he added, turning to face you, his serious expression softening when he saw how scared you were.

With purpose, he stepped forward, determined to handle the situation while keeping you safe. The buzzing grew louder, and he focused intently, ready to shoo away the intruder and restore peace to your chaotic home.

With careful movements, Doyoung scanned the room, honing in on the erratic flight pattern of the bug. It was hovering near the window, darting back and forth as if trying to find an escape. He took a deep breath, trying to quell the moment of levity and focus on the task at hand.

"Okay, I see it," he said, steadying himself. "Just keep behind me, alright?"

You nodded, gripping him tighter for reassurance. Your heart raced not just from fear, but also from the sheer relief that he was there. Watching him take charge made you feel a little less frantic. 

Doyoung approached the window cautiously, glancing back at you to make sure you were still safely behind him. "It’s just a bug, remember? You’ve faced worse," he murmured, trying to soothe both of your nerves.

With a sudden bolt of bravery, he swung open the window, and the insect buzzed around aimlessly, momentarily disoriented by the sudden gust of fresh air. Doyoung waived his hand, trying to guide it outside without harming it.

"You got this," you whispered, peeking from behind him, your voice barely above a whisper. 

With a swift flick of his wrist, Doyoung guided the bug toward the open window. It buzzed a few more frantic circles before finally darting out into the evening air. As soon as he closed the window, you let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding.

“See? All taken care of,” he said, turning around to face you with a triumphant smile.

You launched yourself into his arms, relief flooding over you as you buried your face in his chest. “Thank you,” you breathed, your voice muffled. “You’re my hero.”

Doyoung chuckled, holding you tightly. “No heroics here, just doing what needs to be done.” He pulled back slightly to meet your gaze, a playful glint in his eye. “Speaking of what needs to be done, come help me bring in the groceries so I can make dinner,” he said, tilting his head toward the door.

You opened your mouth to protest, but given all he’s done for you today, you don't argue. “Alright, but if I see even one more flying thing tonight, you’re on your own!” You warned, a teasing smile creeping onto your lips.

Doyoung laughed, a light, melodic sound that eased the remnants of anxiety in the air. “Fair enough. I’ll keep the kitchen bug-free while you load up the bags.”

[hyuneskkami]

02 ✦ pushing me further, pulling me closer, some sorta chemistry ? ༄.°

𝒽wang hyunjin x f!reader

masterlist . . . ✰

𓆩♡𓆪 𝒶n : hdjwjdjjs this part took a while to post even tho I had all the content ready, sorryyyy 😭🙏 also the fluff in this chapter is so cute, if I do say so myself hehe. look forward to the next chapter too (: ! plus, since this series is only a five-part fic, everything is much more fast paced than I wanted it to be. so i’ll probably end up writing bonus scenes for backstories or the aftermath of the ending (: anywayy, hope you enjoy mls ilysm <3 thanks for reading 🩶

𓆩♡𓆪 𝓌arnings + tags : oc (jae-won) to add some drama , oc (ae-ri) : y/n’s best friend at her school , fake dating , hyune and reader attend prep school , holding hands , swearing a little bit (‘bitch’) , name-calling (‘loser’) , mention of hyune meeting reader’s parents , unserious talks about marriage and blessings , best friend!hyunjin , non-idol au , high school au , f!reader , best friends who do more-than-best-friends things , fluff , smart!hyune x smart!reader , cutesy hand holding , banter ;

𓆩♡𓆪 𝓌c : 0.9k

DAY #02 . . .

the next day, hyunjin told me he was going on a trip with his family, so he wouldn’t come to prep school. I wondered if I should just attend my classes online since he won’t be there anyway.

I quickly texted him an hour before I left for prep school.

‘so, you aren’t coming today?’

he didn’t read my message even by the time I was leaving for prep school, so I just assumed he had no internet, wherever he was.

I decided to attend my classes offline since the other guys would be there too.

I walked to prep school with my earphones in, playing my ‘anti-romantic’ playlist, wondering how my imaginary boyfriend would walk with me everyday, if I had one.

about 10 minutes after the class settled down, hyunjin ran into class. he looked at me as soon as he entered, and I opened my mouth in a look of betrayal.

“I thought you said you weren’t gonna come! I almost didn’t come today because of that!” I whisper-yelled at him, as he unzipped his bag, taking his seat beside me.

“‘course I came. I couldn’t miss seeing your pretty face, now, could I?” he smirked at me, and class continued.

our physics and biology lectures ended soon enough, and all of us walked down the stairs to the ground floor.

we stood outside the building, talking and laughing, like always, as we waited for each of our friends to get picked up by their parents, because they lived farther away.

felix, who lives closer that the others, split ways from us soon, as we began walking home.

hyunjin always drops me home before walking to his house, because he lives just a little farther than I do, and my house was on the way to his.

as we were walking to my house, one of the new kids from our school, jae-won, who my friends thought liked me, was also behind us. he lived in the same apartment as I did, and went to the same prep school too, just for different classes.

he was always kind of weird, though, and definitely did not understand the concept personal space whatsoever. and I did not like him at all. I told hyunjin the same thing, twice, before. he also thought jae-won was creepy.

“you know what we should do?” hyunjin whispered to me.

I had thought about it a few times before and wondered if I should really ask hyunjin the question i’d been meaning to.

“what if we… fake date… just in front of jae-won?” I asked.

“I was literally just thinking the exact same thing,” he grinned at me. I smiled in relief. “I have the practical experience, and you have so much of the theory experience, don’tcha?”

I gasped at his mention of my binge reading era of romance novels with the fake dating tropes. he truly did know me at my weirdest moments, huh.

something also itched in my brain at his mention of ‘practical experience’. I knew he had one bitchy girlfriend before, and I knew what they were up to, but still.

he suddenly held my hand, glancing over his shoulder to make sure jae-won was still watching, and started swinging our hands together. way too much.

“oi! you’re gonna break my ball and socket joint!” I yelled, as he swung our arms in circles.

“oh, smartypants! stop studying so much,” he complained at my use of ‘ball and socket joint’ instead of just ‘shoulder’.

“not my fault we just studied that, like, five minutes ago,” I muttered, rolling my eyes.

jae-won caught up with us in a while, and hyunjin whispered to me, smiling, “he probably saw all that.”

I hope he did.

jae-won stepped into the elevator and waited for me.

“oh, she’ll come later, you can go. good night,” hyunjin smiled, and jae-won nodded quietly, letting the automatic door close.

as soon as the doors closed, we both burst out laughing.

the next elevator was taking too long to come down, so we decided to walk up eight floors to my house.

such a bad idea.

“I should never have stopped going for my athletics classes,” I whined.

“how are you already tired? we’re literally still at the 3rd floor!” he laughed.

“shut up!”

he pulled our hands together, lacing his fingers through mine. “you don’t even know how to hold hands,” he rolled his eyes.

“excuse me, I hold hands with ae-ri everyday,” I said. he rolled his eyes again, and continued talking as if I never spoke. loser.

“you know that prank? one day i’d propose to you, and you’d think it was a joke, but i’d be serious? and then you’d say ‘yes’ and we’d end up being legally married?” he said, laughing.

“oh my god! that’s literally the plot of a book I saw on instagram!” I said, and explained a book plot to him.

the whole time our fingers were interlaced, I almost forgot about it.

we reached the eighth floor, and I said, “you should come say hi to my mum. she hasn’t seen you in two weeks. it’s the weekend anyway, come on. you’ll need my parents’ blessings if you wanna get married to me anyway,” I smirked.

“oh, i’m coming, fine, but don’t worry. I know I already have their blessings,” he smirked back at me. I mumbled a ‘whatever’ and rang my door bell.

the next 20 minutes were spent in conversation between my parents and him about how studies were going, and slowly the topic of the conversation shifted to the latest movies being released.

I could get used to this sight forever, I thought.

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[velvetydream]

꒰ :🥀 [ Take the risk - Welcome to Aurora ] ”♡ᵎ꒱ˀˀ ↷ ⋯

Part 2 - Take the risk

Summary : A sudden twist of events makes you do a rather reckless decision, but will it be for the better? One thing is clear, it will change your life forever.

Pairing : Pirate! Hongjoong x Fem! Reader

Word count : 1957 Words

Genre : Fluff, Romance, Slow Burn

Warnings ➵ None

a/n : Next part! I'm still a bit insecure about posting this fic bcs it's quit old and I feel like my old writing isn't up to my current standards..

《 Masterlist 》

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Arriving back at the castle with your guard, your mother immediately comes rushing in your direction, taking your hand and dragging you into the dining hall.

"Mother, what's going on?" A panicking tone was heard in your voice, getting even more anxious when your mother didn't answer your question but pulled you into the dining hall.

And now you saw it.

At the table sat the blonde prince, Chris, beside him his younger brother Felix and standing behind him was one of his guards, who's name is Hyunjin.

"Ah daughter! Splendid that you finally arrived! Isn't it a wonderful surprise! Your fiance came earlier!" Your father announced full of joy, but you felt the complete opposite. Your future husband sat there, at the table in all his glory, but in that moment you found all of them ugly and displeasing.

"I though it's two more days." Your father sighs at your reaction, you're visible not happy with the early arrival of the prince in your kingdom.

"He was able to come one day earlier, which is great! We'll be able to plan the wedding for tomorrow already!" Your father announced, drenching all color from your face.

A dramatic no was the last thing heard from you, before you ran to you chambers, locking the door behind you and falling down onto your bed, not being able to hold back your tears anymore, letting them flow and hit the silky material of your pillow.

Banging on your door could be heard through the hallways as your father screamed how you embarrassed him, but you didn't care anymore and of course you didn't open your door till your father stormed away.

After around an hour of crying you sit up, trying to think of something that you could do, to keep your freedom and not be sold of like some kind of jewellery.

"We'll still be here for two days, find us if you need anything princess."

Hongjoongs words echoed in your head and now you knew what you had to do or at least try, there was still a high chance he would throw you out again and leave you to your downfall, but you had to try.

Getting a small bag, you put all your jewellery into it, if you try, then the right way. You only keept one necklace and put it around your neck, the necklaces Jae, your brother, got you for your 18th birthday last year.

Changing into a less expensive dress, so no one would suspect you, you opened the door of your chamber and closed it behind you quietly. Making your way to the kitchen now, knowing it's the only way out, without getting caught by any guards. On your way there, you had to hide a few times, but you made it and as soon as you made it through the gates, you sprinted towards the docks. They should still be there, he said two more days, they wanted to set sail tomorrow.

As you arrived at the docks, you could heat quiet chatter among the ship, your were introduced to just yesterday.

"What brings a princess here by night all by herself? It's dangerous you know?" Looking up, you saw Wooyoung sitting on the railing facing you, a jar of rum in his hands, you were never more happy to see a man than right now.

"Wooyoung!" Exclaiming quietly, you smile up at said man, making him mention for you to come on board. You did excactly that, quickly moving over to Wooyoung.

"So what brings the princess here? Ran away?" He jokingly asked, smirking at you, which immediately fell when he saw your face. "Were you crying? Your eyes are all red." Laying a hand on your cheek softly, Wooyoung rubbed away the already dried tears, you noticed how soft his hands were, surprising you slightly. "My fiance arrived earlier than expected, I don't want to marry him, I didn't know what to do, so I came here.." Trying to explain your situation to Wooyoung, he nodded softly, standing up from his seat on the railing, his jar or rum long forgotten.

He's now guiding you to a small group, you immediately notice Seonghwa, but the other two man are not familiar to you yet.

"Seonghwa, we need help real quick." Said man looks up, meeting your form and immediately standing up, worry written on his face. "What are you doing here? It's the middle of the night, you shouldn't be here!" He tells you, worry even in the tone of his voice.

"She needs our help! They want to force her into marriage! We have to take her with us!" A scoff was heard from Seonghwa, after Wooyoung spoke out those words. "You heard Hongjoong, beside they will hang us if they ever caught us. You are aware of that, right?" Wooyoung starts nodding, being aware of the consequences this action would have.

"Fine, I'm on your side, but I won't interfere with Hongjoongs decisions, if he says no as a final, it's that." Now moving in the direction of a door, you and Wooyoung follow, it the same room Hongjoong went in earlier that day.

"Hongjoong, Wooyoung has a request." Hearing a come in, Seonghwa opens the door, going in first, followed by you and Wooyoung. This was definitely the captains room, it was quit luxurious, the room was made of the colors red, a royal blue and gold, the floor was still the same wooden flooring of the deck, just not as used as the other one. In the middle of the room stood the large desk, which Hongjoong was sitting on, his coat and hat discarded somewhere else. On the table before him were layed out multiple maps of the sea, it's lands and islands, you could even make out your own kingdom on one of them. Now looking up, Hongjoong immediately took in your form in his room. "What is she doing here? Didn't I already say she wasn't allowed on here?" Hongjoong asks, visivly irritated by his crew memebers.

"She needs our help! Please Hongjoong! They want to sell her of to some other kingdom and force her into marriage!" Wooyoung starts to explain, making the other man run the bridge of his nose with thumb and index finger. Seonghwa stood far to the side, watching the scene unfold before him. Now you walked up next to Wooyoung and put the bag, carefull of the maps, on Hongjoongs desk, making said arch his left brow. "Please help me, take this, sell it or what ever but please let me stay." You plead to Hongjoong, even falling down onto your knees, desperately looking at the man, that had the decision of your future in his hands at this excact moment.

The captain eyed the bag, looking into it, before casting his eyes onto Wooyoung. "And where should she stay? With all the other man?" Hongjoong now spoke up again, waking the hope in you, that he was agreeing right now. "She can sleep in my room for now." Seonghwa spoke up now, sending a smile your and Wooyoungs way, who now stood beside each other again, a big smile plastered on each other's face, after Seonghwas words both of you hugged each other jumping in a excited circles. "That's enough, get out now." Hongjoong sighs, making Wooyoung pull you outside.

The captain eyes his second in command, yet another sigh escaping the younger ones lips. "You really just gave up your room, I can't believe this. She will have to go through training and find her a fitting job, she has to do chores if she wants to stay." Hongjoong tells Seonghwa who just smiles at his captain, who by now leaned back in his chair. "And stop looking at me like that." He grumbles, turning his head away from the second in command. "You decided really well today." Seonghwa grins, immediately leaving the room as Hongjoong got ready to throw the globe at him, that was sitting on his desk. Setting the globe down again, the young captain asked himselfnif this really was the right decision.

Wooyoung immediately pulled you to the two men Seonghwa was sitting with before. Both have brownish hair, one darker hair the other lighter. "You didn't meet Yunho and Yeosang by now, so let me introduce your new crew mates to you!" Pulling you down beside himself, Wooyoung and you now sat opposite to the man. "New crew memebers? So Hongjoong said yes?" The one with darker hair asked, making Wooyoung nod. He real quick explained to you who of the two was who, so you now know, that Yunho spoke up.

"So fast we see the princess again." Clicking against the wooden floor got closer and now sat beside you was San, giving you a smile. "And she is a part of the crew now! We should celebrate!" Wooyoung cheers, making Yeosang eye him, San explained to you that Yeosang was in charge of the kitchen, food supplies and much more in that category, making you understand his disapproving face he gave Wooyoung, as said wanted to get more alcohol.

"I think partying can wait for another day, the princess over here should try and get some sleep for now." Seonghwas voice was heard behind you, as you felt a hand on your shoulder. "And you guys should sleep too, we will be setting sail tomorrow already quit early, so no one can get the princess." He now has his hand on your lower back again, giving off a comfortable warmth, guiding you to a door beside Hongjoongs.

The inside didn't look quit as luxurious as Hongjoongs, but still really comfortable. Instead of red and royal blue, Seonghwas room held a lot of emerald tones, mixed with a bit of gold.

"This should fit you for now, I'll steal some clothes from Hongjoong for you tomorrow and at the next stop we'll get you a few clothes. Now try to sleep, your day was probably really stressful." Sending you one last warm smile, Seonghwa leaves the room and closes the door.

Afte the door closed, you look at the big dress shirt in your hands, probably Seonghwas. You take off your dress and put on the shirt, buttoning it up and folding your dress neatly, before laying down in the bed. It wasn't as soft as yours at the castle, but it definitely brought comfort and warmth to you, or maybe it was Seonghwa shirt that made you feel warm.

Not having the energy to think about this more, your eyes close and you fall into a deep sleep.

You were woken up by a soft shake of your shoulder the next morning, Seonghwa looking down at you an placing a staple of clothes at the end of the bed. "I hope you had a good sleep, these should fit you, please put them on and come out after." He instructed you, leaving the room and closing the door again.

Following his request, you get dressed and fold the dress shirt again, placing it onto the bed neatly.

Now leaving the room, you noticed that you were already far into the sea by now, your kingdom only a little speck in the horizon.

"Good morning princess!" Wooyoung greets from above you, from the quarter deck. "Morning!" You greet him back, noticing Seonghwa again who motions you to follow him, which you immediately do. "You will be getting training, we don't want you to get yourself killed right?" He send you a grin, but his words sending a shiver down your back.

You turn around after hearing a voice, looking up to the steering wheel Hongjoong send you a glance and a small grin, which quickly disappear again.

"Welcome on Aurora, newby."

Meanwhile chaos broke out in your old home . . .

[8myass]

jaehyun birthday event!! ♡︎ a collection of fanfiction for our very own valentine boy ♡︎ includes angst, fluff and smut ♡︎ from february 14 through february 21 ♡︎ all works written by me! february 14: sunshine [stalker!ex-bf!jae] - your ex-boyfriend still wanted to spend his birthday, and Valentine's Day, with you. a, f february 15: "soft" bf texts f, m february 16: sweetheart ["enemy"!jae, nerd!reader] - you realize the man you hate might actually be quite hot. a, f february 17: valentine [yandere!husband!jae] - he's not prepared to let you go just yet. a february 18: egotistical [yandere!brat taming dom!jae, bratty sub!reader] - you were too cocky, so jaehyun decided to put an end to that superiority complex you seemed to illude. a, m ON HOLD!!: bully me [??] - ?? WIP!!: take it all [??] - ?? WIP!!: like crazy [??] - ?? more will be added to this post later on! thank you so much for your support! if you like any of the works in this writing event, please like and/or reblog this post or the work itself! it will be greatly appreciated!

[findroleplay]

mid 20 ' s writer seeking other adults [ 20 and older ] to create something with. i have no preference towards what gender i write. i'm advanced and while i am able to supply novella length responses, i'm hoping to keep our replies averaging anywhere from 3𓂅 paragraphs to 6𓂅 paragraphs. something cozy and semi-casual but chalk full of quality. ♡

i'm looking for someone:

҂ who is 20 or older

҂ someone who enjoys discussing and contributing to plot ideas, character things and world building

҂ open to darker / adult themes even if our idea doesn't call for it. someone willing to write the smut scenes between our characters but understands that the plot will always be most important and chemistry shouldn't be forced

҂ someone who can write as any gender, like myself. i do prefer that you play the gender you feel comfortable the happiest writing as.

꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱ 𝘊𝘈𝘕𝘖𝘕 𝘟 𝘖𝘊 𝘊𝘙𝘈𝘝𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘚:

nevertheless ( jae-eon ) 𑁯 gangsta ( nic. worick. marco. ) 𑁯 sailor moon ( uranus. mars. ) 𑁯 howl's moving castle ( howl ) 𑁯 twilight ( edward. jasper. rosalie. ) 𑁯 pretty noona who buys me food ( joon-hee. ) 𑁯 paradise kiss ( miwako. joji. arashi. ) 𑁯 nana ( shin. nobu. takumi. )

꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱ 𝘖𝘊 𝘟 𝘖𝘊 𝘊𝘙𝘈𝘝𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘚:

bsf to lovers 𑁯 friends to fwb to complicated 𑁯 taken person x single person 𑁯 tysm! please like and i'll message right away.

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[onriyuview]

1:18am

genre: smut, 18+ mdni

summary: going down on intak headcanons, inspired by his line “taste it mmh, how was it mmh” in secret sauce

cw: dom!intak, oral (m receiving), head-pushing, deepthroating, mentions of choking and gagging, cum play/eating, finger sucking, pet names (angel, sweet girl, baby)

a/n: this is one of the sound loops that plays in my head when i’m idle… the lyric matched with the thrusting choreo he does… yeah i’m so over. p.s. thank you sm for all the love on my page so far ♡

dom!intak who’s obsessed with the feeling of your mouth around his cock, your big eyes blinking up at him through your eyelashes while your mouth is full of him. he loves seeing you on your knees in front of him, so obedient and willing to make him feel good. caresses your cheek and helps hold your hair out of the way while you go down on him. loves it when you start choking and gagging on him too, it feeds his ego and gets him unspeakably horny.

dom!intak who’s a head pusher!!! fingers threaded through your hair as his head is thrown back in pleasure, his eyes rolling back and eyebrows furrowing together while deep groans leave his throat. as much as he loves letting you set the pace, sometimes (most of the time) he gets impatient and needs to take control by pushing your head down on him or thrusting his hips up to meet you, forcing his dick into the back of your throat.

dom!intak who smiles down at you because he’s so proud of how well you’re taking him. “just like that angel,” he whispers, choking back whines. besides making you choke and gag, he also loves it when your eyes get glossy from the overwhelming feeling too. taps your cheek and tsks at you to get you to look at him again if you start to close your eyes because it’s too much. “come on, look at me sweet girl.” loves holding eye contact while you’re between his legs.

dom!intak who loves cum play. loves cumming down your throat, on your face, on your stomach, on your ass… the options are really endless when it comes to him. wherever it is though, you best believe he’ll swipe up the milky white slick with his finger and push it in your mouth. “taste it baby… how is it?” he asks. his cheeks are flushed and his hair is a mess, and you could imagine you’re mirroring his look as you take his finger into your mouth, tongue swirling around and tasting the familiar salty flavor. presses his thumb down on your tongue as you open up and show him you’ve swallowed it all. definitely kisses you afterwards too; doesn’t mind tasting his own cum.

[ja3hwa]

New update! Through a heavy and long thought out decision. I've decided to say goodbye to tumblr. I won't be sugar coating this message and give any of you hope that I'll return. Cause in truth, i dont know if I'll ever return. There have been so many ups and downs on this blog, and i am so thankful to the people I've met and grown close with. But it time for me to go.

I love ateez. I truly do. And i love each and every one of you amazing people who have followed me. There are so many of you to, and i feel so guilty to leave you all, but... i dont feel it anymore. That spark to write. That adrenaline to post. I haven't for a while, and it breaks my heart. I like to think maybe one day I'll get that spark back. But alas, we can't control our lives. So much had happened in 2024 that helped me come to this decision... some good and bad. But ultimately situations that helped me come to terms with how i want to grow and change as a person. Remember to love yourself and look after one another.

Love, Jae ♡

[rensaries]

!⠀♡⠀₊⠀⠀ׁPROFILE : SO HEI RYUNG

see unime's masterlist !

┃BASIC INFO

★﹐STAGE NAME : Heiryung ( 헤이룽 ) ★﹐BIRTH NAME : Seo Hei Ryung ( 서희룡 ) ★﹐NICKNAMES : visual queen, sohye ★﹐BIRTHDAY : July 2, 1995 ★﹐AGE : 29 ( int age ) , 30 ( kor age ) ★﹐ZODIAC SIGN : Cancer ★﹐CHINESE ZODIAC : Pig ★﹐REPRESENTATIVE EMOTICON : 🐰 ★﹐HEIGHT : 154.5 cm (5'1") ★﹐BLOOD TYPE : A ★﹐BIRTHPLACE : Namyangju-si, Gyeonggi Province, South Korea ★﹐NATIONALITY : Korean ★﹐LANGUAGES : korean (100%), mandarin (99%), indonesian (83%), japanese (75%), english (29%) ★﹐GENDER : female ★﹐PRONOUNS : she/her ★﹐SEXUALITY : straight (has questioned before) ★﹐RELATIONSHIP STATUS : single ★﹐FAMILY MEMBERS : Seo Ji-na ( mother ) , Seo Yoon-jae( father ) , Seo Da-yeon ( older brother )

★﹐PERSONALITY TYPE : ESFJ ( the consul )          ★﹐DESCRIPTION : a consul ( esfj ) is a person with the extraverted, observant, feeling, and judging personality traits. they are attentive and people-focused, and they enjoy taking part in their social community. their achievements are guided by decisive values, and they willingly offer guidance to others. ★﹐HABITS : scratching her forehead, cracking her knuckles, biting her lip ★﹐HOBBIES/SKILLS : watching tv, acrobatics, writing upside down ★﹐LIKES : kind people, dark hair, warm weather, dogs ★﹐DISLIKES : heavy clothes, saesaengs, homophobia, short shorts/skirts ★﹐FAVORITE FOODS : cheese kimbap, chocolate covered almonds, celery sticks, ramen ★﹐CLOSE FRIENDS : park jieung ( ex-purple kiss ) , bona & exy ( wjsn ) , kwon eunbi ( ex-iz*one, soloist ) , hayoung ( apink ) , seunghee ( clc ) , miyeon ( (g)i-dle )

┃CAREER

★﹐JYP ENTERTAINMENT : 2017 ★﹐MÉLOMANIE ENTERTAINMENT : 2017 - present ★﹐TOTAL TRAINEE PERIOD : 2 years ★﹐GROUP : UNIMe ★﹐POSITIONS : Co-Leader, Main Rapper ★﹐DEBUT DATE : August 28, 2019 ★﹐DEBUT AGE : 24 ( int age ), 25 ( kor age ) ★﹐YEARS ACTIVE : 5 years ★﹐ASSOCIATED ACTS : Billlie ★﹐KNOWN FOR : her rap skills, her politeness to her seniors and idols younger than her, being a music bank mc along with changmin from the boyz, "if your boyfriend is ugly, leave him", "me and seulgi are meant to be...".

┃TRIVIA

she left jyp entertainment due to musical differences.

she would have debuted in itzy if she didn't leave jyp ent.

she enjoys dark concepts over elegant or cute ones.

watching tv is her favorite thing to do on a day off.

she wanted to become an idol because of girls' generation.

she is allergic to cats and rabbits.

the prettiest thing in her eyes are people who treat everyone the same without being asked or corrected.

┃ETC.

★﹐FACE CLAIM : JiU ( Dreamcatcher ) ★﹐VOICE CLAIM : JiU ( Dreamcatcher ) ★﹐RAP CLAIM : JiU ( Dreamcatcher ) ★﹐DANCE CLAIM : JiU ( Dreamcatcher )

©️rensaries

[bnd-yuwon]

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘⋆ Yuwon's Profile 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

𝓦𝓔𝓛𝓒𝓞𝓜𝓔

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚♡ MEET BOYNEXTDOOR'S GODDESS *ੈ♡⸝⸝🪐༘⋆

ೀ⋆｡ basic infoೀ⋆｡

☁︎STAGE NAME: Yuwon (유원)

☁︎BIRTH NAME: Kim Yuwon (김유원)

☁︎NAME MEANING: "Noble or brave"(Kim), "Paradise, Eternity" (Yuwon).

☁︎NICKNAMES: Yuwonie, Wonie, Wonwon, Princess, "Born to be Center", "Goddess", "Aphrodite", "5th gen IT Girl"

☁︎BIRTHDAY: MAY 08, 2001

☁︎BIRTHPLACE: Seoul, South Korea

☁︎NATIONALITY: Korean

☁︎ETHNICITY: Asian

☁︎ZODIACS: Taurus🐂

☁︎BODY MODIFICATION: Ear Piercing

           ｡ ₊°༺❤︎༻°₊ ｡ HAIR COLOR: Golden Brown

EYE COLOR: Golden Brown

HEIGHT: 180 (5. 10)

WEIGHT: 42kg (92Ibs)

          ｡ ₊°༺❤︎༻°₊ ｡

*➳♥FACE CLAIM: Ju Jingyi

*➳♥VOICE CLAIM: IU and Wendy (Red Velvet)

*➳♥RAP CLAIM: So-yeon (GIDLE)

*➳♥DANCE CLAIM: Lisa (Blackpink)

*➳♥STAGE PRESENCE CLAIM: Lisa (Blackpink)

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♫₊˚.🎧 ✩｡ Yuwon's Career Information ♫₊˚.🎧 ✩｡

☆COMPANY(S): BIGHIT ENTERTAINMENT(2023), KOZ ENTERTAINMENT (2023-PRESENT)

☆GROUP(S):  BOYNEXTDOOR (2023- Present)

♡TRAINING PERIOD: 1 MONTH

♡DEBUT DATE: May 30, 2023

♡DEBUT AGE: 24

♡DEBUT ALBUM: "WHO!"

-'ღ'- idol info -'ღ'-

˖◛⁺ ⑅ ♡ POSITIONS: Co-leader, Lead Rapper, Main Dancer, Main Vocalist, Visual, Center, FOTG.

˖◛⁺ ⑅ ♡ REPRESENTATIVE EMOJI: 🐰

˖◛⁺ ⑅ ♡REPRESENTATIVE COLOR: white /🤍

✦*͙*❥⃝∗⁎.ʚɞ.⁎∗❥⃝**͙✦

❥[◉"] SKILLS

— Vocals: 10/10

—Rap: 10/10

— Dance: 10/10

— Song Writing: 9/10

—Composing: 9.5/10

—Acting:10/10

—Modeling: 10/10

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

❥[◉"] SOCIAL MEDIA:

BOYNEXTDOOR

-Website (Japan): BOYNEXTDOOR JP

-Facebook: BOYNEXTDOOR_official

-Instagram: boynextdoor_official

-Twitter: BOYNEXTDOOR_KOZ

-Twitter (Japan): BOYNEXTDOOR_JP

-Weibo: BOYNEXTDOOR_KOZ

-YouTube: BOYNEXTDOOR OFFICIAL

-TikTok: @boynextdoor_official

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1.---She was born in Seoul, S. Korea.

2.--- Her personality is like a loving mother.

3.---She attended St Paul's Girls' School Elementary (graduated), Dwight School Seoul (graduated), Harvard University (previously before moving to Korea) & Yonsei University (Department of Medicine and Business Administration.)

4.--- She can play the piano, flute, violin, cello, guitar, drums, & harp.

5.---She has a pet dog named Leo. 6.--- She made an appearance in many BTS MV 7.---Her favorite flavor of ice cream is cookies and cream.

8.---She is the global brand ambassador and muse for Innisfree, Gucci, Louis Vuitton, Celine, CHANEL, HERA, CALVIN KLEIN and Dior, 9.---Her stylist calls her "Perfect Beauty" 10.---She loves cooking.

11.---Her favorite song is Love Wins All by IU

12.--- She loves eating anything sweet or spicy

13.---She loves spoiling the members with food and gifts.

14.---She was never a K-pop fan until she became a trainee

15.---She can memorize any song or dance with just one look

16.---She has a photographic memory

17.---She has a huge plushie obsession

18.---She's friends with every Hybe idols

19.---Loves wearing the member's clothes

20.---Her ideal type is "someone who prioritizes her over anything and acts like a child only around her"

ೀ⋆｡🌷personal infoೀ⋆｡🌷

 MBT: ESTJ - The Supervisor

PERSONALITY - mother-like personality, affectionate, charming, overly caring, kindhearted, passionate, open-minded, easygoing, confident, responsible, creative.

HABITS-  Raising one of her eyebrows, Pouting, Biting her lips, Sticking their tongue out, Sleeping anywhere.

KNOWN FOR- her goddess like visual, her strong and unique vocals, her strong dancing, her unbelievable stage presence, being the most popular K-pop idol, being 5th gen IT Girl, being the Nation's "Goddess", being a trendsetter, being the daughter of Kim Jae-yong SouthKorean business magnate and the vice chairman of  XXXX Electronics.

HOBBIES- cooking, traveling, musical instruments, photography, eating, sleeping, ballet, figure skating.

PHOBIAS- achluophobia (fear of darkness), astraphobia (fear of thunder and lightning).

FAVORITE NUMBER- 08 ( cuz it's her bday and lucky number)

FAVORITE COLOR-  black, white, and anything pastel.

CLOTHING STYLE-  has 2 types of style 

1- comfy everyday outfits ( got this style after moving to Korea cuz the old money style stood out too much while going out)

 2- old money outfits

FAMILY- mother, father ( only child)

BACKGROUND- come from a rich family and am known to be the perfect girl .... perfect grades, perfect looks, perfect manners. But deep down, she knew she was far from it. 

Tired of her family's expectations she ran away from home (aka went on a vacation to Korea) without her parents knowing. Moving to Korea she experienced what a normal life was like renting a small cozy apartment, enrolling in Yonsei University (Department of Medicine and Business Administration.), and working part-time jobs to provide for herself. (But without her knowing her parents already knew where and what she was doing the whole time).

Got scouted a hundred times by a lot of companies even the big 3 but rejected them all except for one particular company that begged outside her apartment for a week just to go audition at Hybe.

 Finally, after a lot of persuasion, she went to the company and passed after one look at the judges, trained for 2 weeks then got moved to KOZ Entertainment (due to Zico begging to have her as a member of BOYNEXTDOOR).

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟First serenade, and last serenade𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

[gcldfanged]

followed bc we were both mutuals of rook and bc jae looked really interesting. stayed bc oh my god i adore one little bastard man and how thoroughly complex he is. your writing is just... chef's kiss. love that you don't shy away from exploring the dark reality of a lot of jae's experiences and themes. and, of course, i simply adore the dynamic we've developed between him & byan. the weird little sibling-like, mentor-mentee relationship that also serves as a sort of cautionary tale for where byan could find themself if they keep following the same path as him... UGH. i love it sm ♡♡♡

Is it weird my favorite interaction was when Jae was threatening Byan for skipping out of a contraband hand-off because they went out on a date with Lee-sol? I just... something about the calm, menacing aura radiating from him as he sits in the middle of Byan's actual HOME like a wild animal luxuriating in the middle of what's supposed to be a safe and personal space for them. And he's not even pissed off to the point of making a huge scene about it, you know he's trying to give Byan the benefit of the doubt because he likes them, but also it's that MOMENT where Byan is realizing just who he's been running and playing around with- These are hardened criminals and he's been taking Jae's fondness for granted and causing him to have complications in the supply chain of his business- which is NOT acceptable.

I genuinely want good things for Byan and I hope that they don't turn out like him, but also the idea of Byan turning down that path is intriguing in a painful way... I'm torn, but I also love their dynamic of child running with "A KNIFE!!!" and Jae's like "ooh, what kind?".

[hancyan]

I wonder if I'll go on a Egypt for a change.

Al Shibalba!　created by  My Sim Realtyさん

I'm tired of Japanese buildings .lol

And... when I noticed, I wasn't able to play the game at all.

Well, for now. . .

let's start！XD

Theme "Renovation that does not retain the original form"

※almost rebuilt

I tried using Gshade after a long time.

Sorry, the original lot could not be found.

I can't write it all down, but I'm grateful to the many CC creators.

Young Jae Sung

I've been using him as my main for years, and he and Mortimer Goth look good just by changing their skin, eyebrows, and eyes. Very cute, yeah .

  He’s such a good-looking guy. ♡

Thank you for always reading my posts！

Bye for now!

[slvtiny]

Welcome to Wonderland, My dear dreamer

Hi,

I am Jae, your personal Jinn.

In this household, we do not judge, discriminate, nor disrespect.

All you wish for can come alive, even if it's the way a song, a picture, or a thought makes you feel. Even if you can't make words out of it, as long as you tell me how you'd sound in your dreams.

I can make the world a wonderland for you.

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♤ A little into detail, 'Who am I?' :

I'm Jade <Jae>

Age - 22 years old

DOB - 11th of June

Occupation - nil Currently in university

Major - Psychology, Neuroscience, Music<for funsies🙄🎀>

MBTI - INTP

Hobbies - music, dance, writing, reading (any form of art at this poin>_<), trekking, cooking, 🫣nerdy techy stuff you're probably not interested in(I usually just help out my tech maj bsf to finish their proj🤭), collecting sea shells and other stupid stuff I do on a daily🦖✨️

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♤ Artists I stan :

ATEEZ

XIKERS NCT TxT TBZ SKZ THE ROSE

KARD SF9 MAMAMOO TWICE

RED VELVET PENTAGON ONEWE CIX

KIM WOO SEOK SEVENTEEN MONSTA X

iKON WOODZ P1HARMONY LEE HI

ONLYONEOFF MADDOX BewhY GEMINI

ONEUS DPR IAN DPR LIVE

DPR CREAM B.I LEO æspa AMBER LIU

Coogie SOGUMM DeVita PUNCHNELLO

CODE KUNST WOO WONJAE HOODY

UGLY DUCK LOCO GRAY GOT7 CRUSH

BIGBANG BTOB DAY6 ERIC NAM

HANNAH BAHNG ITZY JESSI WINNER

HYO BLOCKB SIMON D ZICO KID MILLI

NO:EL HAON MELOH SEORI LUCAS...

<there's probably more I just can't recall lol>

<my list is literally Hongjoong’s nightmare 🦖>

NOTE:

You can talk to me about these artists, recommend songs, recommend other artists, I may write for them only on very sweet requests, and I will not write smut for them unless I already do. Please check the list of artists I write for👇 before requesting.

♤ ARTISTS I WRITE FOR :

ATEEZ MADDOX MAMAMOO TBZ

GEMINI B.I AMBER LIU

NCT (I don't writ for Wish they CHILD), (though Shota, and Sungie are Riize now, I might write for them, same goes for Lucas)

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<under maintenance will be updated soon >

♤ IMPORTANT LINKS :

RULES

PERMANENT TAGGLIST

ABOUT REQUESTS

INDEX

PLAYLISTS

FIC RECS

HELP ME WRITE??

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Ps.

Lmk if the link don't work