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twisted-tales-of-all · 11 months

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Bittersweet Memories

Summary: Sometimes, you have to go back to the place it all began, to relive what once was. Pairing: Baek Juho x OC Genre: Angst, One-Shot, Collab/Event Tropes: Fantasy!AU, Faun!idol, tennyo!OC, strangers to lovers to strangers Word Count: 1.3K Contains: circular storytelling, flashbacks (anything italicized is a flashback), one mention of suggestive content (no details), lots of angst A/N: Fantasy, I apologize in advance for what I've done to the poor sweetheart. This was what instantly came to mind when presented with the Mocha Madness event. Also, Ceres is a likeness to the titular character of an anime I adored way back in middle school titled Ayashi No Ceres.

"Can I get a mochaccino, Cupid?" The faun man orders as calmly as usual, adding, "Make it a double. I need a pick-me-up."

After placing the coins on the counter, Zuho makes his way to his usual table. Pulling his chair out, he sits down, carefully swinging his tail behind him to avoid sitting on it. Placing an elbow on the dark mahogany table, he rests his chin on his palm as he stares at the empty chair in front of him, zoning out into his own little world.

"Can I try the house coffee? It's my first time here."

Hearing a shy but angelic voice, he lifts his head to see her. More beautiful than most creatures who frequent the cafe, her long, healthy black hair flowing freely down her back and her beautiful blue silk kimono makes her appear heavenly to the lone faun sitting nearby. Seeing Zuho's gaze on the newcomer, Cupid points the lady in his direction and suggests him as a kind regular.

Thanking Cupid and paying for her drink, the captivating stranger approaches Zuho and asks whether she could sit with him. Moving his latte closer to himself, he motions to the chair as words betray him by failing to leave his lips entirely.

"Thank you. I hear you're a regular. I'm new around here and qould love a guide, if you're so willing."

"Sure, I would be happy to help. My name is Zuho."

Shining a smile that can cure any ailments, she responds, "Nice to meet you, Zuho. My name is Cerea. I'm a tennin - or a tennyo, more specifically - and I've wanted to roam earth for a bit now but was scared. It's nice to know somebody is willing to help lead me in good directions."

"A tennyo - no wonder you're so beautiful. I'm a faun, as you may be able to guess." He gestures around himself to show off his horns, tail, and hooves. "Although I'm often confused for a satyr since we're distant cousins in looks."

As he learns more about Ceres, he finds that her beauty goes beyond her style and appearance. Feeling her kindness in every word, Zuho befriends her quickly, establishing the next time to meet.

"Here you go, Zu." Cupid places the glass mug in front of the faun, bringing him back to reality momentarily.

"Thanks, Cupid. I really need it today."

Patting the man on the back, Cupid returns to the counter with hopes that the strength of the drink will help his friend return to his usual chipper self.

As he takes a sip, Zuho remembers the day he began dating Ceres - a time now as bittersweet in his mind as the drink hitting his tongue.

For the first time, they meet outside of the cafe. Bringing Zuho to a nice, calm meadow outside of the city, Ceres beams over the idea of enjoying one another's company out in nature.

Most of the date, they sit next to each other on the grass silently, gazing at the flowers swaying in the light wind or viewing the clouds floating lazily against the azure sky. After a while, Zuho turns to admire Ceres.

Feeling his gaze after a few minutes, Ceres turns towards him. His loving eyes bring a soft smile to her lips. Her dark hair contrasting the colorful surroundings, Zuho brushes a loose strand behind her shoulder, letting it sway in the wind alongside the flowers.

"Ceres," He starts, his gaze shifting around her. "Would you like to date?"

"I thought you'd never ask." Ceres leans in, cupping her partner's face to kiss his nose in acceptance.

Putting the cup back onto the table, Zuho feels the tears welling up in his throat. Bending forward and placing his forehead next to the glass, the faun's tail swipes furiously behind him as his emotions overwhelm him. Looking on from the counter, Cupid feels the pang of heartbreak seep into his heart, remembering how well the couple got along until yesterday's incident. As Zuho lets his tears fall onto the wood, a montage of happy moments runs through his mind, only to be squashed by the memory of yesterday.

Kissing feels like visiting heaven. Her hugs are a warm embrace, even on the coldest winter days. A smile in his direction brightens his whole day. Her voice rings in his ears like his favorite bard's most uplifting tune, her laugh like the twinkling bells that ding in the markets.

Zuho is head over hooves for Ceres.

She feels the same way - it's obvious to everyone around them, even if she never says so. Heavens forbid, she even debates herself silently on whether or not to give him her celestial robes to take him as her husband. As far as anyone can see, this tennyo and faun are a representation of the truest form of love. The bards have written songs based on their shows of affection, the scholars have noted their actions for future generations to look upon as proof of love's existence. As innocent as the two of them are, planning to propose to one another in a worthwhile way without letting the other catch on to their schemes, the entire city supports them at this point. Everyone felt their love brighten the town.

It was all going splendidly until one day ago - the day tragedy struck. As Ceres bathes in a secluded pond, preparing herself to hand over her robes, but those exact robes are stolen from the branch she placed them upon. In a massive fit of jealousy, a lonely goblin learned about the tennin conditions for marriage and took it upon himself to snatch the opportunity to secure an eye-catching bride.

Despite outrage from everyone in the city, Ceres cannot disobey the laws of her kind. Bawling her eyes out, she begrudgingly follows the goblin to his home. Zuho, upon learning of the travesty, follows, losing sanity as he begs and pleads at their feet. He offers up anything and everything he owns to the goblin in a desperate attempt to earn the hagoromo for himself, but the goblin doesn't budge - rather, he enjoys seeing the faun dirtying his fur to beg him for the item.

He slams the door to his small abode in Zuho's face with an evil smile. Unable to muster the energy to return to the city, Zuho stays on the ground for hours and hears them finalize the marriage. With that final step complete, Zuho feels his heart snap into a million pieces, falling upon the loose dirt in front of the home.

As his tears slow, he wonders whether he stalled too long to ask Ceres to marry him. At this point, he feels as if the gods must be spiting him for some reason. Wondering what he could've done to deserve the torture he received, he lifts his head from the table to see a cookie sitting on a napkin next to his drink. He looks over to Cupid, who is busy cleaning mugs. Silently thanking his friend, he wipes away the remaining tears and takes a big bite of the cookie.

Although certain he hasn't had one before, the cookie tastes oddly familiar - sweet with touches of familiar magic mixed into the cinnamon and sugar. He closes his eyes as he takes another bite, savoring the flavor in an attempt to identify the source of the familiarity.

Suddenly, an all too familiar voice graces his ears. As if he traveled back in time, he opens his eyes to find Ceres talking to Cupid at the counter, in the same blue silk from the first time he laid eyes on her. Even the cookie has disappeared from his hand, and the mocha is replaced by a latte.

"Can I try the house coffee? It's my first time here."

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lizzyk137 · 1 year

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New Form of Payment- SF9 Zuho (A Zuho X Reader Story)

Summary: You're Zuho's cat's groomer and after a late work day Zuho forgets his wallet to pay for his kitty's spa day. Will you accept his new form of payment? Warnings: Major smut, overstimulation, light choking, finger play, breast play, anal, DP, daddy kink, good girl kink, and fluff at the end and between.

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"I'll give you a call when they're all ready, sir!" You smiled at your handsome customer with two adorable cats.

You took your time making sure both of the cats had a good and enjoyable time in your salon as you daydreamer about their handsome owner, Juho.

You've seen him on some videos online, and on your Twitter feed, he was in an idol group called SF9, and by some miracle, Juho decided your salon was best to get his cats groomed. You haven't yet met Juho until today, but the girls in the salon kept going on about how handsome, sweet and caring he was. And you had come to find out all the things they described about him were true.

Today was the fifth time Juho had been to the salon, and you were finally lucky enough to be working on the same day as his cats appointment.

You finished brushing out Haru and gave him a small spritz of kitty cologne and put him back into his kennel so you could call his owner to come and pick him up.

Dialing his number, your hands shook slightly with nerves. 'Get a hold of yourself, pretend he is a normal customer,' you thought to yourself.

The line rang and finally you heard a low hello ring out into the phone.

"Hi, Juho? This is Y/N, from Kitty's Paradise, I'm just calling to let you know your babies are all set to be picked up!"

Ever since his cat's grooming appointment with you, Juho has chosen you as his cat's groomer and has religiously brought them in every month to have a little spa day. He'd always give you the biggest smile and wave when he saw you through the window, then answer the phone excitedly when you called to let him know his cats were done their spa day. He had even asked for your number to schedule appointments and to send you cute pictures of his kitties. You eventually grew a huge crush in him and yearned to kiss those pink lips every time he walked through the door but you kept it professional even though your mind went blank except of thoughts of his body on yours anytime you saw him.

"Hey, Juho, just calling to let you know they're ready for pick up!" You hung up after your goodbyes and printed out what his total would be to give it to him. He collected his total sheets in a small scrapbook with a small picture of each cat in case he wanted to go back to a certain haircut or do a different shampoo.

Your coworkers said their goodbyes, and you were the last one in the building for the night. Zuho said he had to work a bit later than usual tonight, so you stayed back and waited on him. You soon saw head lights pull into the parking lot and a black car parked near the entrance. You grabbed the carriers and gently placed each cat inside and brought them to the front just in time for Juho to open the door.

Your eyes widened, and you had to stop yourself from letting your jaw drop. His black hair was slicked back with a few pieces of his bangs loose, and he wore all leather pants and a leather jacket that was snug to his body.

"H-hi! They're all ready for you!" You put on a bright smile to hide your nervousness and sat the carriers on the table in the lobby.

Juho bent down and checked on each of his cats, his shirt slowly moving up his back, exposing his smooth skin. You licked your lips at the sight and quickly turned away before Juho saw. But he did see, and he watched you turned away with a smirk on his face.

"So what do I owe you today?" He leaned up against the counter, his muscles clinging to the leather making you well aware of how toned Juho was. You face burned at your thoughts, although innocent, and you gave him his total paper. He ruffled through his pockets and then gave you a small cocky grin. "Would you accept a different type of payment instead today?"

"Um, what do you mean?" You asked nervously.

"This." He reached his hand forward and scooped it around the back of your neck and brought your lips to his. It started off just as an innocent kiss until his tongue gently went across your lips, asking for entrance, which you granted, and soon your tongues were dancing around as your hands made their way to his chest.

You pulled away after a few minutes, panting for hair, and you looked to see Juho staring at your smirking. He stepped back and locked the front door as he then made his way to the gate. He unlocked it and stepped inside a foot away from you. He bit his bottom lip, stepped towards you, and reconnected your lips as he picked you up and placed you on the grooming table behind you.

Both of your hands roamed each other's body, and you gasped in the kiss when Juho's hand found one of your breasts, and he gently kneaded it, earning a small moan from you. He continued as his other hand found your other breast, making you moan out as he found your clothed nipple and rolled it between his fingers. "God, I love it when you moan." He growled, his lips still on yours.

He let go of your breasts suddenly, and you gave a small whine in protest. His hands found the back of your smock and he untied it and ripped it off of you. His hands found the hem of your shirt soon afterwards and he lifted it off exposing your naked breathes. "Do you come to work with no bra on for me?" He asked cockily as he eyes your chest.

"I-I, oh my..." you gasped as his mouth found one of your small pink nipples. He sucked and bit as his lips latched onto your chest, making your body heat up as you could feel yourself getting wetter. You tried to close your legs so you could relive the tension between them but Juho spread them open with one hand as he placed his body between them.

His mouth unlatched for your chest and he circled your nipple with his tongue, a smile spreading across his face as he saw you lean back in pleasure just at him using his tongue. He started to wonder what you would do when his tongue reached your most sensitive areas that he could feel growing wetter as he teased you. He tongue flicked the tip of your nip cause you to gasp out as your back arched.

He gently pushed you down on the table as his tongue made its way down the curve of your breast and onto your stomach, making your squirm slightly under his arm as he made his way to the hem of your smock pants. His tongue pulled away, and you looked at him as he reached the ties on your pants with a smirk on his face. "Your pants are soaked just at me playing with your nipples. What are you going to do when I play elsewhere?"

Before you could reply, his teeth found the ties to your pants as he undid the little bow that kept your pants snug to your waist. His hands gripped your breasts suddenly, a gasp escaping from you, and they played down your body till they reached your pants, and he lifted your hips up as he pulled your pants and underwear down with one hand. The cold air hitting your hot mounds caused you to shiver.

Juho groaned as he took in your naked body. "I'm going to make you feel so good." He pushed you further onto the table and propped one of your legs up on it, and the other rested on his back as he leaned down towards your center. Your breathing got deep as you could feel him close to your body but not touching. You whined, which earned a small chuckle from Juho. "So impatient for me, aren't you?"

His lips barely touched your skin as he placed a small kiss on your clit. "Please..." You whispered, your eyes locked on his.

"Your wish is my command, princess."

He dived into your pussy as his fingers spread your folds and his tongue licked up all the juices that poured out. Your eyes rolled back as his tongue made its way in and out of your hole. Your eyes made their way back to his and he could feel his pants tightening watching your face look at him in pleasure.

His finger replaced his tongue and you cried out at the cool digit entering your hot body. Your hands grabbed the edge of the table as his tongue danced around your clit with him occasionally nipping or sucking.

He sucked on your clit, his tongue licking it as he sucked and he shoved three fingers into you. Your mind was starting to go blank as your body started to overcome with pleasure. "Juho, I'm - I'm about to come." You cried out as he sped up his pace. Pleasure over came you in waves as he continued, and you called out his name as your orgasmed, his tongue eventually lapping up all your juices.

"Such a good girl, he muttered against your skin, "you came so well for daddy."

You gasped for air as he continued to lick and suck on your clit overstimulating you. He gave one last lick from the bottom of your pussy all the way up to your clit, slurping up as much of your juices as he could. He took off his jacket, exposing his bare chest. You bit your lip as he pulled down his pants, exposing the hard v of his pelvis till they made their way down to his member. Your eyes widened at how big and girth he was, and you got nervous just thinking if you could even fit him inside of you.

He stroked his cock a few times as he watched your chest heave and your face turned from pleasure to excitement. He stepped on the tables foot pedal and brought the table down so your pussy was level with his gaint cock. You gulped as he brought it closer to your sopping mounds. "Already so wet again for me, baby girl. Do you think you've been a good girl to deserves daddy's cock."

You nodded quickly, your tongue moistened your lips to speak, which Juho groaned at the sight of. "Yes, daddy. I want your big, fat cock in me."

"I just can't say no to you, princess." He said as he slammed his cock into you, your screams echoing in the room. He stayed still for a second, his lips finding their way to yours as he peppered them with small kisses while your body clung to his long shaft. He slowly started moving in and out of you, causing you both to moan. "So tight and wet for me. You've been such a good girl for daddy. Daddy wants to fill you up."

He continued to go slow until your body didn't have as tight of a hold on him and he picked up his pace, one hand on your hip and the other made their way to your neck, lightly holding it. "Faster, daddy." You cried out, and he slammed his cock back into you at a fast pace.

"I love hearing those cries."

His cock pounded into your g-spot and you felt yourself grow closer to another orgasm. "So close, daddy."

Zuho picked up the pace while his hand moved from your hip down to stroke your clit in time with his thrusts causing the sides of your linings to close onto his dick as your screamed out. He continued to pound into your, your screams ringing out as he felt his hardening cock shoot out ropes of his cum into you. His slowed down but kept his cock inside of you as he kissed your trembling body. "Such a good girl. You did such a good job clinging to your daddy's fat cock."

He pinched your nipple which earned a cry from you. He pulled out, his and your juices flowing out of your gaping hole. He turned your around to have you on all fours as he slammed his still hard cock into you. He thrusted in and out of you, his cum and being shoved back inside of you. He lifted you up as you back slammed into his chest and he stroked your clit with one hand as the other twisted your nipple between his fingers. Your body was overstimuated, but pleasure crashed over you as his thrusts grew faster. His moved your chest to turn so he could latch onto one of your bouncing breasts as his gripped your neck, choking you.

You felt yourself nearing your orgasm as tears ran down your face. He slapped your clit repeatedly as you felt yourself come all over him, your juices leaking out from your pussy. He threw you back onto the table. Your arms too weak to hold yourself up as his dick continued to fuck into you, your mind blank from pure pleasure.

"Already so drunk of my cock. When we've barely even started." Juho grunted as he unloaded another jet of his sticky cum into you. He kissed your back as he shoved his cum in and out of your wet hole. "I love stuffing you full of my cum." He pulled out, the cold hitting you once again until warmth was brought back in the form of four fingers as he finger fucked you. He slapped your ass causing you to cry out. "I want to fuck you until your so cock drunk you can't think straight."

"Yes, please." You wiggled your ass in excitement and he gave it another slap and he continued to fuck your pussy with his fingers. His cock found the opening of your ass and he rubbed against it. He took his finger out and rubbed the mixture of your juices and his cum over his shaft and your ass. He slowly pushed his cock into you as your cried out in pain. He slowly moved his dick in and out of you until pleasure replaced pain and you moaned as his fingers made their way back to filling up your pussy. He contined to fuck you in both holes, his grip finding its way to your neck.

Your juices coated his hand as he came into your ass with a loud moan and a fuck me. He continednto fuck his cum into you as you clenched around his fingers, your fourth of orgasm of the night.

He pulled out, his sticky cum making its way down your ass to your already sticky legs. He bent down and licked all the way up your pussy to your ass, collecting your juices and his cum. He pulled you up, and his mouth found yours, your lips licking up everything from his.

He sat down tired on the table, his shaft still hard. You were so overstimuated at this point and drunk on his cock and you didn't care. You've never felt this much pleasure before, and as tired as you both were, you craved more. You leaned over, your lips taking in the tip of his penis. Slowly, you took in more of him, as much as you could fit on your tiny mouth, hearing him moan as his hands found their way to your hair, tangling themselves into it as he bobbed your head up and down his shaft causing you to gag as you took in his length. "Take daddy's cock." He muttered, "You're being such a good girl taking all of daddy in every hole."

Your hands found his shaft, and you stroked him as your other hand played with his large balls. You felt his pelvis move up and down as he started to fuck your mouth causing you to gag more as his speed increased. The tip of his penis hardened more as he grew near to his climax. Your mouth was soon coated with his cum and he moaned out your name. You licked up every last drop and swallowed. You gor up and swung your leg over his body as you sat down on cock causing him to shudder as you took his overstimuated penis in your wet pussy.

You moved slowly up and down, his forehead resting on your shoulder as you pleasured both of you. Your hands gripped his shoulders as you bounced up and down faster, making you both moan. You soon both reached your fifth climax, and your juices mixed together as he filled you up. He thrusted into you a few more times making sure to coat your insides with his hot cum.

"I want to stay inside you forever." He mumbled and he held you in his arms, his cock softening inside of you.

You nodded, too drunk from sex to say anything. His lips found your nipple and he planted soft kisses on each. He picked you up, not pulling out as he made his way over to grab a towel from the rack nearby. He sprayed some water on it from the tub and then carried you back to the table. He laid you down and slowly pulled out of you, both of you whined as your bodies unconnected. He cleaned you up then himself. He handed you your clothes and helped you put them on.

He got dressed himself and cupped your check, giving you a small kiss on the lips. "Is this form of payment acceptable in the future?"

"Mhm, it is." You kissed his exposed collarbone, and he groaned.

He winked and pulled you close. "I guess I'll have to come by more often then."

For my friend who gave me the idea, I'll get better at writing on time. XD

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oraclekleo · 2 years

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Baek Ju Ho (SF9) Kinky* Tarot Reading

Disclaimer:

All readings have purely entertainment nature

I don’t know any of the celebrities personally

Don’t base life decisions purely on tarot readings

I can never guarantee any of what’s said in the reading

Before requesting, read the pinned post and appropriate linked post

Tarot readings are my hobby - I’m not obligated to accept any of the requests nor to complete them, it’s my choice, not duty

Waiting time is long, even several months

If you can’t wait, please, seek other tarot reader

Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Requester:

Deck: The Dark Wood Tarot

Spread: Kinky* Reading

Questions:

Position

Libido

Turn On

Kink

Dirtiest Secret*

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Baek Ju Ho

Stage Name: Zuho

Group: SF9

DOB: 04.07.1996

Blood Type: O

MBTI: ENFJ

Sun Sign: Cancer

Chinese Sign: Fire Rat

Life Path Number: 9

Masterpost: SF9

Ko-fi - Voluntary Tip for Readings

Baek Ju Ho

Zuho (SF9) - Kinky

Spread / Question: Kinky Reading

Deck(s): Dark Wood Tarot

Position - 5 of Cups

Zuho is likely to become a bit addicted to his lover whenever he’s in a relationship. Physically parting with them, even when it’s because of usual daily routines brings him sadness, he might feel like if he was missing a part of himself and he’s likely to check on his lover often, more likely through calling them than texting because he needs to hear their voice and the tone so he can be sure his love is alright. Once he’s reunited with them, the burden of inner sadness vanishes. Break ups are likely extremely hard for Zuho and it takes him a long time to recover from them.

Libido - Knight of Cups

Zuho is such a pure romantic. He’s all about love and sweetness and he’s a real gentleman when it comes to relationships. He puts emphasis on the courting phase but he’s pretty much a soft sweetheart the whole time. His love is in a way pure and simple, he plays no games, nor does he hide anything from his lover. What you see is what you get when it comes to Zuho. He can pick his lover’s moods and hints very well and he’s likely a true master of romantic foreplay.

Turn On - Queen of Wands

While Zuho himself is a softie and becomes addicted to his lover and suffers when they are apart, he feels attracted to a strong and sparky personality, someone confident, fun, sociable and fiery. Someone with flaming charisma and spark in their eyes, spring in their step and seductive skills. It’s very likely for them to be verbally skilled and smart. And while their mouth can run all day long, they can put it to good use at night as well, making Zuho express his feelings in vocals, too.

Kink - 8 of Swords

We mentioned before that Zuho is strongly attached to his lover and this bond can become a real one when it comes to his kinky desires. Zuho might have a taste for bondage but in his case it’s more like he likes to tight himself to his lover or wrap in blankets together, the closer and tighter the bond, the better. He’s likely to enjoy being in as much of a physical contact with his lover as possible. In a more romantic version, he might enjoy slow dancing with them in a tight embrace, leaving no space in between him and his lover.

Dirtiest Secret - 3 of Wands

While Zuho is mostly a soft and gentle lover, he gets wild when kissing. Kissing is likely his favourite kind of interaction with his lover. For Zuho it’s both an expression of love and the merging of souls and spirits. He’s likely very fond of kissing, he changes angles to build the heat and he might even bite his lover when things start slipping out of his hands and his mind gets clouded by lust. Zuho is likely to decorate his lover’s skin with hickies if given the chance.

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hyobros · 10 months

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Cheritz's changes in staff over the lifetime of The Ssum

I wanted to write a post about this because it was the nail in the coffin convincing me that The Ssum won't get better. I really want to be optimistic, I was for the first year of the game's release. But with how hard they're fumbling June's route, and having some context by seeing the dramatic changes that happen behind the scenes, I don't have any hope for the game's future in its original concept.

So here's a big fat list of credits, comparison of them, and my own stupid commentary.

A comparison of the beta OPs credits (2018) vs the new OP credits (April 2022)

Project Directed by-

Sujin Ri (this stays constant)

Project Managed by-

Heinrich Dortmann (this stays constant during the time periods I'm comparing- we'll come back to this later)

Character Model by-

Yuseung An (this credit never appears again so uhhhh)

Game Designed by-

Yoonji Shin, Haeyoung Go (this credit also never appears again)

Project Assisted by-

2018:

Youngtak Lee, Heetae Lee, Yeonwoo Jung, Kyungha Kim, Kyungho Kim, Jihyun Jang, Hyejin Hong, Daniel Hong, Seungiim(?) Hwang, Dakyoung Lee

April 2022:

Heetae Lee, Junghee Choi

Art illustrated by-

2018:

Ilbo Sim, Jinhee Lee, Jihyeon Choi, Hyunju Na, Juhul Kim, Jaehee Hwang, Mirae Kang

April 2022:

Ilbo Sim, Jihyeon Choi, Minji Kim, Mirae Kang, Youngjoo You, Yura Lee

Programmed by-

2018:

Mansu Park, Marcos Arroyo, Rachel Tay, Soonyong Hong, Seungjin Lee, Myungjun Choi

April 2022:

Gunsoo Lee, Kukhwa Park, Moonhyuk Jang, Myungjun Choi, Seungjin Lee, Wonbok Lee, Youngkwon Jeon

Scenario Written by-

2018:

Jinseo Park, Minjeong Kim, E Hyun Kim, Eunchong Jang

April 2022:

Jinseo Park, Lilly Hwang, Minjung Kim, Saerom Shin, Summer Yoon, Youngran Moon

Language Localized by-

2018:

Sunhee Moon, Minkyung Chi, Sungjae Choi, Junhee Kim

April 2022:

Minkyung Chi, Pilhwa Hong, Saenanseul Kim, Sorim Byeon

Sound Resourced by-

2018:

(N/A)

April 2022:

Songhee Kim

Customer Service/Communication with Users by-

2018:

Sunkyeong Yun, Hyeseon Yang

April 2022:

Donghee Yoon, Joyce Hong, Sanghee An, Subin Kim

Credits from 2019

These are in the lyric booklet included in the Teo Love Bundle. Strangely enough, I'm already seeing differences between the 2018 credits and 2019. Uh oh?

As of release + a few months

These screenshots don't feature all the credits, unfortunately. I'm relying on screenshots someone else took because I'm not proactive but hindsight is 20/20.

Changes: Project is no longer managed by Heinrich Dortmann, instead by Juho Woo. Scenario team cut down to 2 people, one of which is a new name (Jooyoung Lim). Art team also cut down to 2 people. Sound is no longer resourced by Songhee Kim, but Jaeryeon Park and ROGIA. All new team of directing assistants as well, it expanded to 4 people but they're all new names. 2 fewer programmers, only one of the listed names was already working.

October 2023 (June's release)

Here's where it somehow gets worse lol.

Changes: A lot. Directing assisted by 1 person. They were not a part of the team credited in the OP. Down to 3 programmers, only 1 being in the OP. Entirely new art team! It's up to 4 people, but all of them are new, even compared to only a few months prior. Down to 1 scenario writer pobrecita (but we're coming back to that). Since I don't have screenshots of the project assistant credits from launch, can't say anything for that, except that Gui Zhenghao is new compared to the OP but the number of staff there remained the same. Flaming Heart is gone for the BGM! He's been working with Cheritz for forever but is gone now. One person from the communication team left, so they're down to 2. That would explain why emails have been slower since October. Only 1 translator, though Cheritz is now looking to recruit new ones.

Important note:

According to Cheritz's post acknowledging their use of gAI, Sujin Ri was not involved in writing season 1 of the game, but IS the main writer for season 2. I won't make a rant about how much I hate what she's writing cuz this isn't the post for that, but it explains why season 2 is so vastly different.

The fact that only a few people (like, in the lower single digits) remain even from 2019/early 2022, let alone who's still around from 2018, is really frustrating for the game. The game started with one vision, but now it's being turned into something completely different. Even the app's functions are inconsistant between season 1 and 2 (and a little so between Harry and Teo). According to an email I got from Cheritz, season 2 takes place a few years before season 1. Just sit with that knowledge for a bit :P. It's like the current people in charge of The Ssum (*cough Sujiin Ri*) couldn't be bothered to keep the original concept in mind, let alone how the timeline would work.

This post was a long time coming, I was caught up in just how bizarre this all is and finding tons of stuff that I haven't even included in the post. Writing this has taken about 3 hours (including the time I spent on a post ONLY FOR TUMBLR TO NOT WANNA WORK PROPERLY WHEN I TRIED TO POST IT SO IT GOT DELETED) and uhhh yeah. Now I gotta wait a few years to ask former staff if their NDAs are expired yet LOL

#the ssum #cheritz #im full of hate and rage

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divinefireangel · 1 year

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i dont know if this counts as one headcannon au (maybe it’s a scenario, if it is then you can just do one member!) but can you explain(?) how the sf9 members have seggs in the dorm? (like the timing and where the other members are and how it is, etc)

Okay so I know that Rowoon and Juho live alone, separately. Inseong & Dawon live in one dorm with another person, manager I think. Youngbin + Jaeyoon + roommate in one room, Taeyang + Hwiyoung + roommate in another and Chani has his own room I think in the other new dorm.

Absolutely chill. Doesn't mind being walked on cause he's too horny and you're just too hot 😏. Also lowkey is ready to invite another person if you're up for it.

Rowoon, Zuho, Dawon

Kinda shy shy to have sex with other people in the same house but if he's in the mood nothing can stop him. Will scream and throw things if someone walks in lol.

Jaeyoon, Hwiyoung

Does not at all like the idea of having sex at his place but is down to have sex at yours cause for some reason that's less embarassing? Lol.

Youngbin, Yoo Taeyang

Nope, never, too shy to have sex in the dorms but will book a room in a fancy hotel every weekend to spend time with you aka fuck you till you physically canNOT move anymore

Chani, Inseong

#sf9 #youngbin #inseong #jaeyoon #dawon #rowoon #zuho #yoo taeyang #hwiyoung #chani #sf9 smut #sf9 x reader #sf9 reactions #sf9 x reader smut #sf9 headcanons #kpop smut

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lost-inthedream · 1 year

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Hi! I wanna play too lol. Please ship me with SF9, I have so many hobbies like, cooking, baking, drawing, reading, gardening, painting, kayaking, hiking, astronomy and I love collecting perfumes 😂 I’m an introvert, I’m a sub, my kinks are being dominated, choking, temperature play ( ice) , wax play, and I have a daddy kink.

Hello!

I ship you with Zuho and you accidentally got a scenario instead of headcanons.

warnings: daddy kink, teasing and curse words, sensual but not smut.

That was Juho's very first time seeing your perfume collection. Until that moment, he only had heard of that enchanting treasure. You were dining out that night, he came over so you all could get ready together. "Which one should I wear for our dinner?" you wonder standing in front of the perfumes. Your boyfriend had just showered, so he was still enveloped in a towel while you were perfectly dolled up.

You turned to him "Daddy, I need your help". He tilted his head and you knew he wished he had a proper choice. However, he was not any profound connoisseur. "Which one are you inclined to choose?" he swerved, so clever.

You delicately reached for a softly-curved bottle and suggested he smell. Juho analyzed that scent pretty attentively as well as your fairy-like hands, before giving you an answer. "This is gonna smell good on your neck. I'm spraying it for you, okay?" He decisively took the bottle from your hand and signed to you expose your neck for him.

"Good girl" he whispered as the distinct scent spread in the air and attached to your skin. You mumbled something unclear back. Your mind went foggy just from his gesture. "Babe, you suddenly look so hazy. Do you need help with anything else?"

"I don't know" you panted, closing your eyes.

"Maybe my hands around your throat?" he contemplated with a sly tone.

"Please" you hiss almost inaudibly.

The sound of the glass bottle touching wood furniture resonated in the bedroom. Juho's fingers encircled your neck and he kissed you slowly. Your hand grabbed his towel like an instinct, which made him pause his lips motions.

"You wanna get laid so badly but I don't want us to miss our reservation. So you're letting me dress up and drive you to the restaurant." He stared at you until you nod in acceptance. Then he pecked your lips shortly and turned to grab his clothes.

Your legs weakened hence you leaned on the stand. Fuck, he would tease you the entire night.

#sf9 scenarios #sf9 smut #zuho smut #zuho scenario

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pocket-scenarios · 4 years

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SF9 Reacting To Their S/O wearing their Hoodie

(Admin: Guiiying, this is something we’ve actually already posted back in 2016, but decided to go back and edit it since I’m not happy with how it was & it’s easier to delete that post and remake it than to just edit that one to where I’m satisfied. I wonder if the requester of this still follows us? If you do thank you for sticking around for so long^^)

Inseong:

You were cold and decided to slip on one of Inseong’s hoodies since they are comfy and warm. You looked adorable to him, your hands pushed into the pockets the ends of the sweat shirt over your knees while you sit. Inseong smiles to himself sitting next to you wrapping his arms around you telling you how cute he finds it to be.

Youngbin:

Youngbin notices right away when you opened the door that you were wearing one of his hoodies. He smiles to himself not wanting to draw any attention to it, but he does find it adorable how big the hoodie fits you and how the sleeves cover your hands.

Jaeyoon:

Jaeyoon thought you looked adorable with a blanket over your shoulders and his jacket on. Your hands covered by the ends of the sleeves while you hold the blanket over your body. He takes one side of the blanket wrapping his arms aroud you replacing your hands with his own holding the blanket around the two of you.

Dawon:

You did not even notice that you were wearing Sanghyuk’s hoodie. You just decided to put on a sweater to keep from turning on your heater since you like being cold. When he saw you though, of course, his first order of business is to tease you.

Zuho:

You rub your eyes groggily opening the door, the bell had woken you up from your nap. Juho smiles upon seeing you resting his hand on the top of your head gently brushing your hair.

“You’re wearing my hoodie,” he say softly, “it looks cute on you.”

Rowoon:

Seokwoo looks like a giant next to you, you wearing a hoodie of his that is already big on him looks like a dress. When he saw you he could not help but laugh at just how big the hoodie is on you, which made you laugh as well. You wrap your arms around his middle and he rests his on the back of your head pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head.

Taeyang:

Taeyang leaves shirts and sweaters of his in your apartment on purpose. He is a possessive boyfriend, not to the point that it is worrying, but just enough to where he likes to show you off and make sure people know that he is the one dating you. He presses his lips to yours resting his hand on your back smiling when he pulls away from your lips.

“You’re wearing my hoodie,” he mumbles softly pushing stray strands of your hair behind your ear.

Hwiyoung:

Youngkyun genuinely did not even notice you were wearing his hoodie. He just noticed that it was oversized and looked cute on you. He might get protective too if you are around other people and you are just wearing the hoodie and shorts since your legs are visible. Youngkyun is not the type to dictate what you wear though, so he would not say anything about it, especially if it is just him and his or your friends.

Chani:

Chanhee is awkward and does not want to say something wrong so he would probably just be smiley and find it adorable without actually drawing attention to it. He is afraid of saying something that might make the atmosphere weird so he just ignores it for the most part.

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gamerwoo · 5 years

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Zuho: Youngblood

Characters: Zuho x female reader (featuring sf9)

Genre/warnings: ghoul au, host club au, angst, a little bit of fluff at the beginning, mentions of violence and cannibalism, blood

Word count: 3,566

Summary: After finding himself in a life threatening situation, normal human Baek Juho wakes up to find himself craving the taste of human flesh and suddenly being ‘adopted’ by a group of ghouls – and a strange human. But he quickly learns that’s the least of his problems when you walk into his life.

a/n: I know this part doesn’t include reader a whole bunch but just bear with me ok

Part Two | Part Three | Welcome to the Host Club Masterlist

“Alright, I should go get ready for the club tonight,” Taeyang sighed as he stood up from his chair at the table in the library.

Juho looked up at him with a frown, “Already? Do you really have to go? It’s just a weird host club.”

Taeyang smiled with a shrug. Juho was at least half right. There was more to the club that made Taeyang stick with it, though. He had a promise he was going to keep, and staying in the host club was what helped him do so.

He slung his backpack on his shoulders, gripping the straps as he looked down at his friend, “I know you think it’s silly, but--”

“I’m not like, making fun of you for it or anything,” Juho quickly clarified. “I just wouldn’t personally ever join a host club. I can’t really picture you in one, either. Isn’t that all kinda fake? You’re too soft to be fake about it.”

“It’s not fake,” Taeyang chuckled. “I genuinely like everybody who comes to see me. Our job is to be nice to them, and I’m genuine about that.”

“And to flirt,” Juho quickly added.

The younger boy just shrugged, “A host is supposed to make all of their clients feel special, okay? They all know this. Anyway, I’ll see you tomorrow -- I don’t wanna be late.”

“See ya,” Juho nodded to Taeyang’s retreating back before he stood and decided to call it quits on studying.

Juho stood up and packed his things into his backpack before heading out of the library and starting his walk home. He gripped his bag in one hand and had his phone in the other, looking at his texts as he walked. That was why he didn’t see the person he was walking right into.

You were distracted by your book, needing to catch up on your homework. So when you bumped into something and stumbled backwards, tripping over your own feet, you let out a gasp. But before you could actually fall back, you felt a hand wrap around your wrist and lightly tug you forward to help you regain your balance. Your eyes glanced up from your book to see a pair of brown eyes looking back at you. You didn’t recognize the boy who had helped you, but he was definitely handsome.

Juho was stunned seeing that it was you he’d run into. As soon as he realized he’d bumped into somebody, he’d let go of his backpack to make sure the person didn’t fall, but when he realized it was your wrist he had his fingers wrapped around, he was frozen in place. He just hoped you didn’t see the shock on his face or hear his heart pounding in his chest. He’d always had the biggest crush on you ever since he first laid eyes on you, and this was the closest he’d ever gotten to you.

“I’m sorry,” you smiled apologetically, assuming you were the one to bump into him. “I should’ve been watching where I was going.”

Your voice snapped him out of his love-struck trance he was in, quickly shaking his head, “No it was my fault. I was on my phone.”

“Then I guess we can both take the blame and call it even,” you laughed softly.

Juho smiled hearing your laugh. How could somebody be so beautiful and also have a laugh that made him feel happy?

Wow, he really had it bad for you.

“I’m _____, by the way,” you told him as he finally released your wrist after realizing he was still holding it -- you didn’t mind it, though. “I haven’t seen you around before.”

Juho shrugged, completely forgetting that he was supposed to introduce himself too, “The campus is pretty big. But I shouldn’t keep you from wherever you were going.”

“Don’t worry,” you waved the concern away, “I was just going to meet my friends. They wanted to visit the host club tonight, and I tag along every once in a while.”

You went to the host club? Huh, maybe he should consider joining then. Taeyang apparently has the right idea.

“One of my friends is in that club,” he chuckled. “Do you know Yoo Taeyang?”

“Of course I do!” you chirped, a grin spreading across your face. “He’s always so nice to everybody -- I mean, they all are, but Taeyang’s… Well, you know how he is, you’re friends with him.”

You let out an awkward, nervous laugh as you looked down at the sidewalk. Why was it so hard to talk normally to him? Sure, he was handsome, but you didn’t even know him.

“Tell him I said hi for me, okay?” Juho smiled before he started to walk passed you. “I’ll see you around maybe?”

You nodded as you turned to wave to him, “Yeah, definitely!”

As the two of you parted ways, Youngbin tapped Taeyang on the shoulder from where he was watching the interaction from the window of the club room.

“What’re you looking at?” Youngbin wondered. “You have to go get ready.”

Taeyang was smiling seeing the two of you talk to each other. He’d known Juho had his giant crush on you, but he knew that you were usually too busy with studying and homework to really notice most people on campus. He’d been trying to figure out a way to get the two of you together for almost a year now, but it seemed like fate had brought the two of you together today of all days.

“Yeah, I’m on it,” Taeyang assured him, letting his eyes linger a little longer before he stepped away from the window.

But fate also had other plans for Juho today.

Everything hurt. Juho felt like his body was in a block of ice -- freezing but burning at the same time. At first, it was just parts his body that hurt, but the white hot pain he was feeling started spreading throughout his body.

“Don’t let him close his eyes,” he heard a male voice warn. “He won’t wake up if he does.”

“Got it,” another voice -- this one closer -- replied.

Juho was vaguely aware of the fact that there were people with him, but he wasn’t sure who they were. There were three of them: a tall one with dark hair and tanned skin that knelt down beside him, one with a slender face that looked over him with piercing, analyzing eyes, and one that stood above both of them with blue-ish black hair with his arms folded over his chest. He wasn’t sure who any of them were, but he knew they weren’t the ones who caused this. In fact, they saved him.

Not wanting to be late getting home after he decided to stop by the bookstore and then grab some food with friends, Juho cut through a part of the city that he shouldn’t have this late at night. He was suddenly yanked down a dark alleyway before a ghoul just started feeding on him, causing the poor boy to cry out and alert the attention of the three that were looking down at him.

But considering how much blood he’d lost and how much pain he was in, Juho was barely even conscious now. He could hardly pay attention to the three boys, but he did his best to concentrate so he could stay awake. Even he knew what would happen if he let himself close his eyes.

“Inseong,” the one standing over the other two spoke up again, “how’s it looking?”

“If the paramedics get here in time, he might have a chance,” the one with the analyzing gaze spoke up, his eyes never leaving Juho. “They’ll have to do some pretty intense surgery to save him, though.”

“It’s creepy that you know that,” the tan one said, giving Inseong a wary look.

Inseong only shrugged.

“I think they’ll be here soon,” the one standing said as he looked up the alley to the street. “We should move him so they can find him better. Then we need to get out of here.”

One of them had made an ‘anonymous’ call so Juho wouldn’t end up dying alone in the alley. They hoped paramedics could save his life -- according to Inseong, they could -- but they knew it would definitely be a slim chance. But Inseong did know one way they could save him, and he knew that was probably how they would save him. But he also knew the consequences of that, and he had already warned his leader when they found him.

“I know,” Youngbin had sighed as Juho lay groaning on the ground, “but he’s Taeyang’s friend. We have to.”

So Rowoon made the call before hanging up the phone.

“Alright, then we should move that body too,” Inseong stated, pointing over to the ghoul that the three of them had ganged up on to save Juho. “He’s barely alive now, so he won’t hurt anybody.”

“Rowoon, pick him up,” the shortest one said before he nodded his head toward the body of the ghoul.

Inseong stood and walked over to help.

As Rowoon carried Juho to the entrance to the alley, Youngbin and Inseong dragged the ghoul’s limp body behind him. Rowoon placed Juho carefully on the ground while Youngbin carelessly dropped the body down a few feet away by a dumpster.

The sirens were getting louder.

“Youngbin, we should stay nearby,” Inseong said. “We need to make sure that--”

“I know, I know,” Youngbin sighed as he nodded to the nearest fire escape. “Get to the roof and we can watch from up there.”

So the three ghouls climbed the fire escape to watch over Juho. They certainly didn’t have to since none of them knew Juho, but they knew he was friends with Taeyang, and Youngbin owed it to the younger boy. So he would watch over Juho the whole time -- even after he had turned into the same monster he was.

When Juho had woken up, he was still sore but not nearly as sore as he should’ve been. When he realized he was in the hospital, he assumed it was probably some sort of drugs they’d given him to ease the pain. However, that wasn’t the only thing he’d realized.

“God, you’re awake!” Taeyang sighed in relief, sitting beside Juho’s bed.

In the room were seven other boys that Juho didn’t recognize -- save for three that he recognized vaguely, as if seeing them in a dream. His mind wandered back to that dream, only to conclude that it was reality. Those were the three who saved him.

“What happened?” he groaned, only remembering little bits and pieces.

“You almost died,” the one he vaguely recalled was named Inseong stated with a smile that would’ve seemed calming had he not smiled after telling him that he almost lost his life.

“You were attacked by a ghoul,” the one who seemed like the leader explained -- he couldn’t remember his name, but he remembered his face and the aura he gave off. “You were lucky I happened to be nearby with Inseong and Rowoon.”

“The doctors were able to save your life!” Taeyang grinned.

But Juho’s eyes were scanning the room of unfamiliar faces. Most of them seemed bored and uninterested, while others were looking at him curiously like they were waiting for something to happen.

“There is just one slight difference…” Inseong trailed off, scrunching up his face.

Juho’s eyes flashed to Inseong, “What is it?”

“No, no,” Taeyang turned to look at the older boy and shook his head, “I should tell him. It’ll probably be a little easier.”

“Tell me what?” Juho asked, his heart racing. He wasn’t sure what they weren’t telling him, and he didn’t like it. It was scaring him.

Taeyang turned back to Juho, taking a deep breath and letting it out, “The doctors had to perform a heart transplant to save your life. But since they needed a heart quickly, they had to use… Inseong, what did you say it was?”

Juho only caught half of what Inseong said, as he was saying a lot of words and sentences that didn’t seem to make any sense to him. But what he caught onto was that the doctors had to use a lot of components from the ghoul that had attacked him to keep him alive -- such as blood, and a few of the ghoul’s organs. The doctors were just unaware to the fact that the ghoul was a ghoul.

“B-but,” Juho began after one of the other boys told Inseong that Juho clearly had no idea what all this medical speak was, “that won’t affect me, right? Like...I’m still...human...right…?”

Taeyang made a face that was somewhere between worried and apologetic, “Well...that’s where it gets complicated…”

Juho’s heart sunk.

“Listen,” the leader spoke up before Juho could start panicking -- at least out loud, “we’re here to help you. Every single one of us except Taeyang are--”

“You’re all a--”

Taeyang slapped a hand over Juho’s mouth, not wanting the last word to slip out so loudly, “We’re still in a hospital, and they still have a cover to not blow.”

“And now you do too,” the boy who looked similar to their leader said, an annoyed expression on his face. “So maybe don’t go screaming the ‘g’ word.”

“The point is, Youngbin and us are going to help you,” Taeyang grinned reassuringly as he slowly moved his hand away from Juho’s mouth. “They can help you learn how to live like this.”

“I don’t want to live like this!” Juho shouted, tears forming in his eyes as the reality of the situation sunk in. “I’d rather be dead!”

“He’s yelling,” one of the boys stated quietly, his eyes glancing from Juho who was now having a meltdown in his hospital bed over to Inseong who was striding over to the cabinets.

“Taeyang, could you try to calm him down for a minute?” Inseong requested.

But instead of doing that, one of them panicked and just forcibly covered Juho’s mouth with his hand. When Juho started thrashing around to yell for help, two more of them held down his wrists and feet.

“Here it is!” Inseong smiled to himself as he walked over to Juho like nothing was wrong. He had a little vile of liquid in one hand, and a syringe with a needle on the end in the other. “This should help.”

Juho’s eyes widened as he watched Inseong suck medicine into the syringe. Then Inseong was injecting the liquid into the IV as if he were a doctor.

“I really think you know too much sometimes,” one of the boys commented as Juho’s eyelids started to get heavier and his body started going limp.

“It’s fine,” Youngbin sighed as Juho passed out from whatever it was Inseong gave him -- but he trusted Inseong enough to know he wouldn’t kill him or something, “we’ll just deal with it later. Taeyang--”

“I’ll convince him,” Taeyang nodded, already knowing what Youngbin was going to say.

Youngbin nodded, patting the younger boy’s shoulder, “I’m glad he’s okay.”

“Thanks for saving him,” Taeyang offered a sincere smile. “I know you didn’t have to, but--”

“I did have to,” he insisted.

Juho was Taeyang’s friend, after all. And after everything Youngbin had put the poor kid through, it was the least he could do to repay him.

After Juho was released from the hospital, Taeyang wouldn’t stop visiting him and trying to convince him that being a ghoul was okay. But the longer Juho put off getting help, the more dangerous it was for the human boy to go visit his friend. He desperately needed to eat, but human food just made him throw up. He could drink water, and coffee seemed to make him feel a little better, but that was it. He needed to eat but he refused to eat the thing he knew would satisfy him. He didn’t want to do that. He wanted to believe he was still a human.

So they decided to send Rowoon and Chani.

“What do you want?” Juho grumbled when he answered the door -- though he was a little relieved to see it wasn’t Taeyang because being around him was getting too hard.

“To talk,” Rowoon offered with a soft smile, holding out a togo cup full of coffee.

Juho reluctantly let him in after taking the coffee, gesturing for the two to go to the living room. The two sat down on the couch together with Juho sipping the coffee, and Rowoon and Chani trying to gather their thoughts. They knew why they were the ones sent to talk to Juho, but they also knew their situations were vastly different from his. They’d both been ghouls their whole lives. Plus, Juho was just half-ghoul.

But at least one of them could relate to that.

“So what do you want to talk about?” Juho asked after he’d set his coffee down on the coffee table. “I still don’t want any part of that weird gang of yours. I’m not--”

“We know,” Chani sighed, rolling his eyes, “but you’re gonna die without us, and your situation isn’t even that special.”

Juho was surprised to hear that, “I-it’s not…?”

“You’re afraid to eat people, right?” Rowoon asked with a smile that comforted Juho. “You’re afraid of hurting the ones you care about, like Taeyang. You think everything will be different now. I know eating people is something that’s hard to get over, but with our help, we can teach you how to still be what you consider normal. I’ve been in a relationship for a year with a human girl, and she knows what I am. But we make it work because I know how to survive but still be normal. It’s just a different form of normal.”

Juho was surprised to hear that a ghoul was able to date a human without trying to eat them. Was it really possible to be able to be around humans without wanting to consume all of them? Was it possible to even pretend to be normal?

He just looked at Chani who wasn’t looking at anybody and was staying silent, “So then why are you here?”

The younger boy sighed deeply before glancing over at Juho. He hated admitting this because he still sometimes felt how Juho felt now: like he didn’t belong. Taeyang told him how Juho felt like he wasn’t a human or a ghoul, and it was scary. He didn’t think anybody could relate to that, but they knew Chani could. Just in a different way.

“My mom’s a ghoul, and my dad’s a human,” Chani explained. “I’m half-ghoul, too.”

It seemed like everyday, Juho was learning knew things that seemed to confuse him more and more.

“What?” he asked quietly. “There’s… There are other half-ghouls?”

Chani nodded, “I learned they’re rare, but they exist. Not a lot of humans will even go near ghouls, much less marry them and have kids.”

“Our point is that you’re not alone, and we don’t want you to be alone,” Rowoon continued, the look he gave Juho being warm and inviting. “We want to help you, Juho.”

Juho looked between the two of them, thinking over everything before he let out a sigh.

Youngbin turned when he heard the door to the club room open. Chani was leading the way with his hands stuffed in his pockets as Rowoon was gently pushing Juho inside while the half-ghoul just looked around like he couldn’t believe where he was.

The host club was made up of ghouls?

Youngbin let out an amused laugh, “Surprised?”

“Do you eat the girls?!” Juho asked, his eyes going straight to the leader.

“No,” he scoffed. “That would be dumb of us. Nobody would suspect some nice boys in a host club to be ghouls, though, so…”

He just shrugged, letting his sentence trail off.

When Juho continued to just stand there with a blank expression, blinking as he tried to process everything, Youngbin continued.

“I’m Youngbin. I kinda formed this group to help other ghouls,” he explained. Then he turned and began pointing out the others. “That’s Inseong, Dawon, Hwiyoung, and Jaeyoon. You already know Taeyang, our resident human, and you’ve gotten acquainted with Rowoon and Chani.”

Juho couldn’t believe that the host club Taeyang had been in was all completely made up of ghouls this whole time. And he never even said anything! And the club was popular with girls coming here all the time!

You came here!

“I’m assuming because you let Rowoon and Chani bring you here, that means you’ve decided to join?” Jaeyoon guessed with a dimpled smile.

Juho just silently nodded his head.

“Some of us come up with aliases -- makes us feel safer,” Dawon shrugged. “My real name isn’t even Dawon. But hey, if I ever get into trouble, everybody will be asking for Dawon instead of Sanghyuk!”

“What do you want us to call you?” Youngbin asked.

Juho stared back at Youngbin for a moment. He wasn’t sure the expression he wore, but it almost seemed a little...happy?

“Zuho,” Juho decided.

Youngbin nodded before holding his hand out for Zuho to shake, “Welcome to the host club, Zuho.”

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devotedtojoe · 6 years

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Why _Zuho

Anonymous said to sf9-babies: Do you write angst if so can you maybe write one for Juho where he was dating an idol and their s/o was forced to break up with him because their company said that if they didn't they would spread false rumors about him and his group members does it make sense i hope it does anyways I hope you have a good day/night bye

So yall have been dating for about 6 ish months and it's going pretty darn good You guys met in a variety show and kicked it off behind the scenes And you're doing an exceptional job at hiding it Your friends didn't even know until 3 months in 😶 Let's move forward now You guys were going on your normal date in the studio room Usually you sit together and watch movies until it's time to go And if you hear anyone coming you hop apart and pretend your working together Not the best strategy but it works Except this time Up until it started getting late at night you guys had done an exceptional job at keeping it a secret But you both got too tired to do all that again So tired you didn't hear anyone approach until too late You were cuddled up on the couch in the studio falling asleep (Maybe that shouldve been a sign too leave idk) And his manager comes in to tell you guys it's time to break and go home Boi is he shook when he sees your head on juho 's chest lol And you know all these kpo p workers are drama queen s so instead of being calm and handling the situation like an adult He freaks out and starts telling Scaring you both awake He looks at you and realizes he messed up and takes a deep breath before telling you to go home and you'll talk about it tomorrow Whoop it's tomorrow! And yaint excited In fact you're scared Anyhow You get there and you're confused 😕 as to why juho isn't there Like you thought this was a meeting about your love life?? But you walk in anyways and sit down And they're all like "break up or we'll ruin both your careers" (I don't know man I can't be mean) So you're like 😮😮 basically just the pikachu meme You leave and go home so you can cryyyyyyyuyyyyyy After all that (V does up so it can show you being tough ig) You don't have it in you to face juho or even speak to him so you text him 'lets break up' It takes a few minutes (since you just broke the boys heart) but he replied 'the fuck?' 'what do you mean lets break up?' ' I mean, we need to break up. I can't do this anymore .' And with that you turn your phone to silent You see him try to call you a few times but you just ignore it You don't see him at all in fact you ignore all of SF9 and worry your group It's a few weeks by the time you see him again, at an award show He looked so tired you felt guilty but also that you made the right choice You go to your place quickly in hopes he doesn't see you He did sis he did And it brings back all the emotions he was able to push aside He's so confused and hurt but also slightly angry? He starts to go over to you but Youngbin grabs him back "You can't do this here" Juho sighs and nods knowing Youngbin is right So he holds himself back For a bit at least He really does do his best until he sees another idol playfully "flirting" with you And guess what's happening as he sees it Guess SF9 is winning a whole award So the y go over and do all that stuff and giving their speeches and right as Chani hands him the mic he snaps And he says right into the mic "Y/N I don't know why you broke up with me but you're the love of my life and I don't know what to do with out you." And you're off to the side like 0.0 Your managers come on stage and basically drag you off They start telling at you both and you're panicking but juho can't stop looking at you And when there's a pause he tells you he loves you And you're just like juho shut your tongue He shakes his head "Why?" And you're talking out of her behind now because you just say "becausd" He shakes his head Oof he getting worked up now "Judt. Just tell me why. And then I leave you alone." you look him in the eyes and sigh You tried your best but you just couldn't hold back anymore "They made me" you say and gesture towards the managers And he just like looks at ghem?? And they just almost immediately go FIND DATE SEE IF I CARE 💏💏💏👬👫

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synthetickitsune · 2 years

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Practice Visit | Zuho | (f)

Summary: You wonder whether it's weird how Zuho's always on your mind while the members of SF9 need to think about a plan how to get Zuho to stop talking about you. (requested) Word count: 1.3k Warnings: none

Sometimes you wonder if there’s something wrong with you, or if you’ve just fallen under his spell so deeply. Zuho’s on your mind constantly. You could be walking through the streets and you’d see a stray cat and remember your boyfriend. It seems like your brain’s developed a unique skill of linking everything you’ve experienced to him.

But it worried you. It made you feel somehow clingy, or that you were taking the relationship too seriously - although it was serious, of course. Zuho himself expressed to you how much you mean to him, and his actions left no doubt in you that he treasures what you have as much as you do. Still, you couldn’t help but wonder whether he also thinks about you all day and all night.

Had you expressed these concerns to any of his members, no matter how polite to you they usually are, they’d not hold back and laugh in your face.

They liked you, of course, and enjoyed when you came over to hang out with them. The problem was that as your relationship with Zuho progressed, it felt like you were always with them. Of course the eight guys were happy for their friend and wished him all the best but frankly, they heard him talk about you so much they forgot what he was like before he met you. So while you were wondering whether he thought about you at all when you were separated, the majority of SF9 was thinking about how to let you know that yes, yes he’s always talking about you, please stop him.

And as fate would have it, the perfect opportunity presented itself soon enough.

Your arms were shaking by the time you stepped into the elevator to take you to a higher floor where the boys were practicing. You figured that since you’re going to visit them, you might as well bring them some water and snacks. Unfortunately, your gifts were a little heavy since they were supposed to sustain nine adult men.

Finally the elevator ride was over and you stepped out, easily navigating around the building. It wasn’t hard to find them, since there was only one practice room with the lights on and music blasting from the inside. As quietly as you could, which was rather loud because of the bags of goodies, you opened the door and slipped inside. You hoped they somehow wouldn’t notice you, but of course they did, greeting you with a nod and smile. You put the bags down near the wall and watched them finish the routine. You always admired how in sync they were, then again you supposed it was to be expected with all the hard work they put in.

The music stopped suddenly and the sound of panting and bodies falling to the ground took over the room. You smiled sympathetically as your eyes briefly met with Tae’s. However, your eyes were searching for someone else, and the one in question soon came over on his own.

Zuho outstretched his arms experimentally, unsure whether you wouldn’t mind him hugging you all sweaty, even though you already told him a hundred times that you don’t care. You closed the distance between you, relishing in the feeling of his warm body against yours. Before you could even say hello to him properly, though, a loud voice interrupted you.

“y/n? Is it really you, y/n?” Dawon was basically running towards you, stopping just inches before crashing into the two of you, ignoring Zuho’s glare. He poked your cheek.

“Ah! It’s really you! I thought I’m hallucinating again!” he exclaimed dramatically, earning a confused look from you. This was random even for Dawon. On the other hand, something seemed to click in Zuho’s mind and he all but jumped at the other man, chasing him around the room. This only added to your confusion.

“Don’t worry, your boyfriend’s just embarrassed,” Rowoon stepped closer to you, offering you a smile.

“Embarrassed?” you frowned, wondering what you were missing. In the meantime, Dawon kept successfully evading Zuho while making faces at him. As he got closer to you, he took the chance to tease the younger male some more.

“Ah! My y/n is so pretty! My y/n learned a new aegyo, what am I going to do?!” Dawon mocked as he passed by you, speeding up as Zuho also picked up his pace. You didn’t notice, but his ears were burning red. Yours too. Now you were not only confused, but also shy.

“He never shuts up about you, you know?” Inseong stepped in to help you, seeing that Rowoon just kept chuckling at your cluelessness. “It’s cute, but he could control himself a bit.” You looked at him like he grew a second head.

“Are you sure?” you asked skeptically. It was hard to believe because after all you were just that - you. It didn’t make any sense, yet your heart was racing in your chest.

“Yeah, pretty sure. Dawon wasn’t exaggerating for once,” Rowoon took mercy on you as well. Although that might’ve been just because Zuho gave up his hunt for Dawon and was walking towards you. The guys left you alone to talk, but he still pulled you out of the room for more privacy. If you still suspected that the guys were lying to you, you didn’t anymore. You just couldn’t when you saw how sheepish Zuho’s become after their teasing.

“y/n, look, I can explain-” he began, but the words got stuck in his throat as you hugged him, nuzzling into his chest. Hesitantly, he put his arms around you as well. You stayed quiet though, cuddling him in silence. He stroked up and down your back as you played with the hair on his nape.

“Okay, please say something because reality is hitting me real hard right now,” he mumbled so quickly you almost couldn’t understand him. You giggled. It was rare to see him this flustered, but you took mercy on him.

“What do you want me to say?” you asked softly, tilting your head so you could look at him.

“I don’t know, I’m sorry. I know it’s weird, I just keep talking about you without realizing it,” he sighed, hiding his face into your hair. You couldn’t help but chuckle, the whole situation was so absurd. You shook your head, making him look at you again.

“It’s not weird. I also always think about you. Honestly, I was getting worried that I’m the weird one,” you admitted, now as embarrassed as he was. It was only fair though, you guessed. “But since we’re both so in love, it’s okay, right?” you looked at him hopefully, squeaking in surprise as he kissed you. He wasn’t that big on pda, so you gratefully accepted his kiss, returning with the same passion.

“It’s more than okay,” he smiled against your lips, “As long as you can handle a little teasing every time you come over.”

“Please, those guys would always find a reason to tease. At least this is kind of wholesome,” you laughed softly, kissing him one more time. You both knew it’d be best to join the rest soon. The more time you spent here, the more time they had to plan their next attack. Still, he stopped you just as you were about to open the door to the practice room.

“Do you really think about me when I’m not with you?” he asked quietly. You smiled, stepping closer to him again.

“You have no idea how much. It’s like you’re my whole world. Everything reminds me of you,” you confessed shyly, melting as his eyes softened and he hugged you again. He squeezed you tightly, just for a second before pulling away.

“And am I not your whole world?” he pouted. You smacked his shoulder playfully.

“Come, or I’m sure we’re not gonna survive the teasing,” you chuckled as you pulled him towards the chaos waiting on the other side of the door.

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realllllfangirllllll · 3 years

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{SF9 Reaction} They get jealous of you fangirling at another group.

Kingdom Edition

{Requested by anon}

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(Disclaimer: I kinda wrote mini scenarios for each of them b/c I love this concept so much ashfdgkkjs)

Youngbin

The two of you were pretty transparent with each other in the relationship so he knew you stanned many other groups besides his own. Nothing really bothered him, but that was until he joined Kingdom. While the two of you sat on your couch, cuddled against each other to rewatch the pilot episode, you kept commenting on Bang Chan’s performance and how he had such great leadership skills. Youngbin felt himself get jealous especially when the topic of leadership was brought up. He tried his best to conceal his expression so he raised his other hand that wasn’t wrapped around your waist to the side of his face. You noticed his behavior and immediately thought of a mischievous plan. After all, it wasn’t everyday that you saw your calm and composed boyfriend on the verge of breaking down from jealousy. You purposely escalated your fangirling on Bang Chan until Bin couldn’t contain his composure anymore and he unwinded his arm around your waist, got up, and stood in front of your view. You suppressed your laughter as you moved your head around in an attempt to watch the tv but he wasn’t impressed. His entire body moved along with wherever you moved and you ended up bursting out into giggles. You grabbed his waist to still him but he didn’t budge. “Kitten, I’m not going to stop until you praise me like you did with Bang Chan,” Youngbin said in a bitter tone. You stopped giggling and stood on the couch to match his height. Out of the blue, you showered his sour face with kisses and his expression immediately shifted into his signature eye smile. You pulled back and said sweetly, “How about I give you kisses instead?”

Inseong

Inseong just got back from his shooting for Kingdom and you welcomed him with your arms and wide opened for a hug. He always loved when you gave him a long, warm hug after a day of tiring work but today, he was a lot clingier than usual. He never pulled apart from the hug and walked forward, which caused you to topple over the soft couch. You giggled as he stuffed his face into the side of your neck and took a whiff of your scent. You wiggled around as he tickled you with his breath. In between your giggles you asked why he was being like a mopey puppy and he let out a long groan. He pulled apart and stared up into your eyes with his dopey ones and whined, “When we got ready to leave the shooting site for Kingdom, Chanwoo came up to me and told me how nice you were. How do you guys even know each other??” You chuckled at his pouty and jealous expression and placed your hand on top of his head. You played with his fluffy hair and told him in an amused tone, “Chani had his number and I love Chanwoo’s voice.” You saw Inseong pout again and you continued teasing him, “I couldn’t just give up on such a great opportunity. I am a dedicated ikonic.” The last sentence triggered him and he immediately hoisted his body up and peered down at you with jealousy, “I thought you love my voice.” You giggled and decided to stop teasing him before he exploded with even more jealousy and wrapped your arms around his neck. You pulled him down and connected your lips to his, “I love your voice the most.” He immediately replaced the pout on his lips with a wide smile.

Jaeyoon

You waited for Jaeyoon to finish taking a shower after he came back from his shoot for Kingdom so you sprawled yourself across your bed and decided to stream the youtube clips of previous Kingdom performances on your iPad. The thumbnail of The Boyz’s performance caught your eye and you clicked into the clip. You were so excited to see another version of The Stealer and also couldn’t wait to see your bias, Sangyeon, dancing to it. You were so absorbed into their beautiful choreo, you didn’t realize that Jaeyoon came out of the bathroom and was standing by the bed frame for a good ten minutes. He cleared his throat but you didn’t hear him through the loud audio. Jealously crept into his veins and he tried his best to cover it with sarcasm, “Should I dance to The Stealer so my baby will pay attention to me?” You finally heard him and chuckled at his behavior. You taunted him in response, “But it won’t be the same because you’re not Sangyeon.” Jaeyoon gasped, feigning hurt and took the device from your hands. He carelessly placed it on the bedside table before he flung himself onto the soft mattress. He hovered over you and said with amusement, “Well then I guess I have to show you why Jaeyoon is even better.”

Dawon

Dawon stared at you for the longest time in disbelief and chuckled out of nervousness as you sat beside him on the couch of his company’s dance studio. You made dramatic fangirl comments at Ateez’s Kingdom performance especially when Seonghwa appeared on the screen. You punched Dawon’s arm and told him to watch with you, excessively showering Seonghwa with praises. You weren’t oblivious to your boyfriend’s jealousy but you loved it whenever the opportunity came up. He has a tendency of sarcastically laughing with a hint of shy nervousness when he gets jealous and that was exactly how he was acting at the moment. Originally, you only wanted to see Ateez’s performance because you were a big fan of them and because you were waiting for Dawon to finish practicing. But when he came down and sat beside you, you unintentionally praised Seonghwa’s beauty on stage which sparked Dawon’s jealously and you couldn’t help but to continuously tease him and rile him up. As a result, you amped up your inner fangirl until Dawon couldn’t handle it anymore. “Okay that’s it,” He chuckled bitterly and grabbed your phone. You turned to him and he stared into your eyes with a pout and large puppy eyes. “Focus on me baby.” You swallowed down a laughter and extended your arm out for the phone and wailed, “But my Seonghwa!” At this rate, Dawon knew you were messing with him so he grabbed your arms and placed it around his neck before he proceeded to lift you up off the couch and onto him. He sat back down on the couch and had you on top of his laps. Quickly and cunningly, he shoved your phone underneath his butt and sarcastically remarked with amusement, “Come get your phone if you want to see your Seonghwa that badly.”

Rowoon

Rowoon had just come back from his shooting for Kingdom and you followed him around the house like a lost puppy. “Did you see Younghoon? Did you get to talk to him? How was it seeing him perform live??” You fired questions at him like an automatic rifle, clearly showing your enthusiasm as a Deobi, especially a Younghoon stan. Rowoon knew you really liked The Boyz and he was usually fine with your enthusiastic support for the group. He would even join you and fanboy himself when you watch their stages on Youtube. But Rowoon was exhausted after the shooting and was anticipating to have his s/o welcome him home with some love, something he missed so much after being apart from you for drama and Kingdom shootings. Instead, you were asking him about another man and that immediately sparked his jealousy. At first, he just let you ramble on as he took off his shoes and went to the bathroom to freshen up. He loves you and he usually will never pick a fight or act petty no matter how jealous he was. You knew that. You also knew that he was jealous the moment you opened your mouth. At first, you only wanted to get some intel from your boyfriend who had seen one of your biases in person but after seeing the jealousy that flashed in his eyes, you made it your mission to make Rowoon crack for once. You were enjoying yourself so much that you continued talking about Younghoon even as he was in the shower. You leaned against the marble sink and tried saying random nonsense to rile him up but he only chuckled at your fangirl behavior and continued to shower. Suddenly, a mischievous thought crossed your mind and you waited until Rowoon turned off the shower faucet and stepped out to initiate the plan. You feigned a curious, innocent stare at him and placed your hand beneath your chin as if you were deeply contemplating. “Babe, I’m curious about something...” He absentmindedly replied as he plugged in the hair dryer to the wall outlet, “Oh yeah? What is it?” You smirked and eyed him up and down, “Do you think Younghoon is as tall and built as you?” Rowoon froze midway through drying his hair. He turned towards you and turned the device off with a jealous look on his face, one that you have never seen before. You bit down on your lips to hold back a laughter. Gotcha. Before he could muster up a response you continued, “What about his laugh? Does he laugh like you do?” You stared at your boyfriend innocently and his face was flushed red with jealousy. He placed the hair dryer aside and suddenly hoisted you up on top of his broad shoulders, “Definitely not.” He said firmly and then chuckled before softly throwing you onto the cloud-like mattress. His face hovered closely above yours, “He will never be able to easily carry you like I just did nor could he ever make you smile the way I do.” You burst out into giggles as he proceeded to tickle you until you shower him with compliments the way you did with Younghoon.

Zuho

Zuho casually talked to you about his experience in Kingdom as he drove through the dimly lit streets. The two of you decided to go for a quick date late at night, mostly to avoid getting caught by the media, and he was beyond excited to tell you about meeting his seniors. You listened intently and responded with excitement as well since the both of you were huge fans of Btob. Zuho stopped talking once the car had arrived to the isolated park. The two of you laid on top of the car’s hood and gazed at the stars in the night sky and continued the conversation. Somewhere in the middle of your chat, you turned to him and pouted. You told him you wish you were there as well because you wanted to see and hear Minhyuk live. You emphasized with a big pout on your lips, “I want to see Minhyuk rap with his husky voice but also hear him sing with his honey smooth vocals.” Zuho froze for a second, your words not fully processing through his mind. He turned towards you and mumbled with slight jealousy, “I didn’t know you like Minhyuk that much.” He chuckled in disbelief and questioned you, “Husky voice? Honey smooth vocals?” He then became really flustered, caught by surprise at you fangirling more than usual. He kept blinking in disbelief, unable to accept the fact that you liked Minhyuk so much. You found amusement in his cute behavior and teased him even more. You placed your hands by your heart and said dramatically, “I could die happily once I hear Minhyuk live.” Zuho started to get really flustered, cheeks red with jealousy. You chuckled at your adorable boyfriend and squished his cheeks, “I’m messing with you babe! I’m a diehard Melody but my boyfriend is always the #1 person I’d die for.” You gave him a ridiculously sweet look and he caved in. He pulled you on top of him for a hug before the both of you accidentally slid off the side of the hood and onto the ground, with Zuho underneath you as a cushion. He grunted at the impact as you giggled uncontrollably.

Taeyang

When you were mindlessly humming to No Air in the kitchen after watching The Boyz’s latest Kingdom performance, Taeyang’s ears perked up and jealousy immediately ignited in his body. Yes, he gets jealous that easily. You would usually tell him how you enjoy watching The Boyz perform because it’s so satisfying and he would agree because it’s true. But you would also start to notice his pettiness everytime you mention them. He’d nod at your comments and agree but in a way that seems almost sarcastic. “Yeah they are great dancers,” he’d tell you. But then he’d look up at you and say, almost for confirmation, “But I’m a great dancer too.” You’d chuckled to yourself and agree or else you know he’ll be sulking for the rest of the day. But this time, you wanted to see how Taeyang gets when he’s really jealous. At first, No Air really was stuck on your head so you were humming to it. However, something mischievous struck you as you were making chocolate covered strawberries in the kitchen. You wanted to see how far you could take the joke so you purposely pressed his buttons. From the moment he heard you humming, he immediately dashed by your side and wrapped his arms around you as you boiled the chocolate. He laid his head on your shoulder and tried his best to subtly ask you, “Were you watching The Boyz’s performance again?” You replied with a yes and emphasized, “Juyeon is such a great dancer and his expressions are so intriguing,” and that’s when Taeyang lost it. He clung onto you as you were trying to cool down the chocolate and even while you were moving to grab the strawberries from the fridge, he’d stick to you like glue and kept asking you why you like Juyeon so much. “Babyyy,” he whined, “Did you forget about me??” He kept kissing your cheeks with his arms wrapped around you as you struggled to wash the strawberries. At the end, you gave up and twisted around to face him. His arms never let go of your waist as he continued saying jealous nonsense. You took your hand and squished his cheeks, “You are the best, most handsome and talented dancer, artist, and boyfriend okay?” He smirked, satisfied, and you giggled at his ridiculous face squished between your hand. He was just about to open his mouth to spew more nonsense and you shoved a strawberry in his mouth, “okay now shush babe. I love you but I want to eat my chocolate covered strawberries, preferably with the chocolate, so stop clinging onto me.”

Hwiyoung

Hwiyoung’s a fun-loving boyfriend and he wouldn’t just randomly get jealous even if you were meeting up with an ex. He respects your boundaries and trusts your decisions. You love him for that but it also wanted made you curious as to how your boyfriend would react when jealous. SO you decided to surprise him after his Kingdom shoot and went to pick him up with their manager. You hid in the van and surprised the boys when they came toward the vehicle. The eight boys already knew your devious plan and paid no mind to you acting unusually dramatic as you kept asking him if he talked to Hyunjin during the shoot and if you could meet him as well. He looked at you weirdly with a bit of skepticism, “You weren’t that interested in meeting him when I was on Idol Radio with him..why are you so eager now?” You flinched at his retaliation and quickly hopped into the van. You heard Rowoon and Juho snickered in the back and you glared at them for the mockery. As the engine started and the vehicle started down the road back to the dorms, you initiated your second attempt to get under your boyfriend’s skin. You pulled out your phone and watched the Stray Kids’s introduction stage on youtube without earphones. Subtly, you turned to Hwiyoung and asked with the most innocent and adoring eyes, “Babe I didn’t know Hyunjin looked so great with long hair.” At that comment, Hwiyoung’s expression slightly shifted. Almost immediately he responded with a more serious tone, “Even better than I did?” You held back your laughter and felt success creeping up. In the back of the van, you saw Rowoon and Zuho giving you a slightly surprised expression. You winked at them and got excited as your boyfriend gradually became jealous. When you all got back to the dorm, Hwi stuck to your side. You tried so hard not to laugh as he kept asking you with slight skepticism in his tone, “When did you like Hyunjin so much?” “Should I grow out my long hair again?” He acted like a kid got abandoned by his mother and needed to grab your attention. To your surprise, he acted in such a different way than you would’ve thought. But you found it so adorable so you teased him even more by turning the tv on to watch a Hyunjin fancam. Hwi caught you by surprise again as he plopped down on the couch beside you and wiggled adorably to get your attention. You raised the remote to your lips and masked your giggles, keeping note to tease him more often.

Chani

Another one that doesn’t get jealous often. Or ever actually. That’s just not the way he shows affection. But that was until things got a little too personal. Beside the sepgu boys, Chani has never really seen you interact with any of his other friends so he never understood actual jealousy. However, after the one time Chanwoo called Chani to thank him for his advice on Kingdom, he started to notice how much you liked Chanwoo and Ikon. Because of your boyfriend’s appearance on Kingdom, you started to take an interest on Ikon and became a fan of their music. It was true that you liked Chanwoo’s voice but it was never really to the extent of fangirling over him. That thought never crossed your mind until Chani kept asking you how much you liked Ikon, or most importantly, Chanwoo. From his point of view, he’d always notice how your face brightens while watching Ikon performances on the tv. He’d stare at you with a hesitant smile and when you asked him what he was staring at you for, he’d simply reply with a shrug, “You always seem so happy to see Chanwoo’s part in the song.” At first, you hadn’t put much thought into his comment until he continuously brought it up every time an Ikon music video appeared on tv. And so one day, you decided to tease him and hopefully see your boyfriend become an adorable, jealous mess. The two of you were browsing through Netflix shows in your bedroom since it was his free day. You had the remote as you struggled to find something remotely interesting to watch. The two of you slept until late afternoon, yet Chani was still as drowsy as before. You chuckled to yourself as he laid comfortably on your shoulder. Suddenly, he shifted on the bed and got up to go to the bathroom. You found this to be the perfect chance to rile him up so you quickly exited the Netflix page and went to youtube to watch a Chanwoo fancam. Chani came back and slightly flinched in surprise at the tv screen. Your eyes were glued to the tv screen and you ignored him as he crawled back onto the bed and asked, “I thought we were watching a show?” You smiled to yourself and told him you felt like watching Chanwoo dance instead. You were mentally preparing yourself to see Chani act adorably jealous but he took you by surprise and grabbed the remote from you. He turned the tv off and stared at you with dark lust in his eyes. You fell back against the headboard as he hovered over you. He whispered in a deep voice with apparent annoyance and jealousy in his tone, “Chanwoo this. Chanwoo that. It seems like you forgotten who your boyfriend is.” You chuckled nervously and told him you were just joking, but it was too late. Chani pulled the covers over the both of you and lets just say...you eventually got off bed to have your first meal of the day in the late evening.

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• Yes. These were long. Yes. Some of these gradually got spicy. 🥵 But I couldn’t help it I love the boys agsgsksks •

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sxcret-garden-archive · 3 years

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Zuho ✧ Perfect

✧ SF9 Zuho x reader ✧ words: ~1.9k ✧ genre: fluff, comfort in a way? ✧ prompt: “You know, if you’re not ready-” - “Let’s just - let’s just practice.” (from this list)

Desc.: You have been dating your boyfriend Juho for a while now. However, because you don’t have any prior dating experience, you’re feeling unsure about a lot of things - one of those is your first kiss.

You’re walking with your head slightly tilted down, eyes focused on the pavement in front of your feet as you take one step after the other. Your fingers are snaked around his, and you feel the warmth of his palm against yours. You’re on a shopping date in town, meaning today should be a happy day, but you can't help but feel the pressure looming over you and tugging at your shoulders. Juho raises your hand in his to point towards an accessory shop across the street. You know he can sense your discomfort, and that he’s probably attentively looking for things to cheer you up with, and though you’re thankful, you also feel a little sorry about the situation.

“That looks like they might have stuff you like!” he remarks calmly, while leaning his head a bit closer to yours. To a bystander it might look like he’s trying to make sure you can hear him over the noise of the people around you, but with the way he’s giving your hand a gentle squeeze along with his words, you have a hunch he just wants you to know that he’s there for you.

You let him pull you along with him to the crosswalk, and after crossing the street you stroll a few meters back to reach the shop he pointed at.

“Want to go in?” he asks, watching you closely as you start to observe the displays of the shop, searching for things that tickle your urge to spend some money. You nod eventually, and he opens the door for you, letting you enter the shop comfortably. You’re naturally drawn to some simple bracelets, each in a different color and with a small pearl or other kind of ornament attached to the string. Juho’s expression shifts from surprise to understanding, and he smiles when he stands next to you, letting his eyes scan the shelf you’re looking at.

“You like simple things like these, don’t you?” he comments and you merely nod. In your mind you have already picked out your favourites, and are now trying to choose which one to get for yourself. Coincidentally, or maybe because he can read your interested gaze, he reaches out for one of those. “We can get one each,” he suggests. “Like couple bracelets.”

“But are you okay with that?” you ask, and you lure a short laugh out of him.

“Why wouldn’t I be? We’re a couple after all.”

“Yes…” The bracelets had distracted you for a while, but now the pressure on your shoulders becomes noticeable again. Juho too seems to feel it, so he shoots you an encouraging smile.

“So, do you like them? Or do you want to think about it again?” he asks, diverting your attention back to the bracelets. You give them another look, and suddenly it seems like they’re just perfect - maybe it’s because your boyfriend ended up choosing them for you. Either way, you nod.

“No, I like them.” You extend your hand to take one of them from him, but he doesn’t let you.

“I’m paying,” he simply states, getting ready to walk you to the register.

“Are you sure…?” you ask, and he nods.

“Of course,” he adds, putting sincerity behind his words.

The reason why you’re so uptight today is because of your last date - or more precisely, what happened at the end of it. Now, this is your first real relationship, so you’re nervous about a lot of things, even though you constantly try to tell yourself not to overthink. Juho knows about this, and even if you hadn’t told him it wouldn’t be hard to sense how worried you sometimes get. So, he always tries to make things as easy for you as possible, being thoughtful and making you feel comfortable in any way he can think of. It was probably you really feeling like you can relax in his presence that led to him leaning in for a goodbye kiss, but the regretful look on his face after you avoided his touch still makes you feel all kinds of bad. You know you shouldn’t let this affect you so much, you were simply startled, and probably not ready for it, and that’s okay. But still, the circling doubts in your head wouldn’t stop ever since that day.

“Do you want to put it on right away?” Juho’s question tears you out of your head for a while. You’re in the process of walking out of the shop and he’s holding up the cutely decorated paper bag you got from the shop to store your purchase in.

“Sure.” You answer and the two of you come to a halt on the side of the street. He takes one of the bracelets out of its packaging and holds it out to you, to which you raise your arm. You let him carefully put it around your wrist and adjust the length for you, making sure it fits just right so you won’t lose it, but that it also doesn’t cut into your skin. You enjoy the way he focuses on you like this for a while, and the way his knuckles accidentally - or maybe not as accidentally as he makes you think - brush against the skin on your hand wakes up the butterflies in your stomach. When he unwraps the second bracelet, you take it away from him before he can simply slip his own hand through it.

“I’ll do it for you,” you mumble, and with a thankful expression on his face he lets you put it on for him.

Your shopping date eventually comes to an end when the both of you are starting to feel hungry and he offers to cook the two of you a quick meal at his place. You remember the first time you two went to a restaurant together and somehow the food ended up being anything but good, so you eventually left still hungry and he made you some ramen at his place. Even though it was such a simple dish, it seemed like the most delicious meal you’ve ever had, so from then on you preferred having his food over eating out or ordering something when the two of you are together.

You’re sitting on the couch in his flat, occupying yourself with entertaining his cats while waiting for him to finish cooking. You offered to help him out, but he insisted on letting him do the work, as there wasn’t much to do anyway according to him, so you ended up playing with the felines instead. After a simple but tasty dinner, some fried rice with a “special seasoning” that he refuses to tell you the recipe to, you feel full and content.

“Thanks for the food anyway,” you say. “But one day you really have to teach me how to make this!”

“I will, I will,” he assures. When he reaches out for your hand, possibly to put some emphasis on his promise, he suddenly gasps. As he wraps his fingers around your arm to lift it up, you see what made him so shocked. When you were playing with the cats earlier, one of them must’ve gotten their paw caught on your bracelet, as it’s about to fall off. Juho quickly fixes it for you, seeming more relieved than you are about it not being torn, and then he shoots his cats a glare across the room.

“It was one of you, wasn’t it?” he interrogates them, as if they would give him an answer. He lets out an exasperated sigh. “No… this isn’t right. You shouldn’t treat a guest like this!” Your boyfriend is about to get up from his spot on the sofa, when you stop him, an amused smile on your face.

“They’re not gonna listen to you anyway, Juho,” you tell him. From the way he only lets the tension in his body go after several seconds of reconsidering you can tell that it’s hard for him to accept the harsh truth. You put your hand on his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him, and a moment later he reaches out for it again to check the bracelet thoroughly one more time. You lean in as well, so you can have a good look too, and after confirming that it still looks just like when you bought it a few hours ago, you lift your head, planning to appease him. However, your words just won’t come out when you realize how close your faces are to each other now. And he too seems to be aware of it, as his facial expression softens once he makes eye contact with you. You quickly but slightly turn your head the other way when you notice his gaze dropping further down to your lips.

“Sorry…” he immediately mutters, but you shake your head in response.

“No, I’m sorry… I shouldn’t be like this,” you answer. You can feel him reaching out for both your hands now, placing them in between the two of you and covering them with his huge palms.

“Don’t say that. You know, if you’re not ready-”

“Let’s just-... let’s just practice,” you eventually suggest, shooting him a regretful look.

“Don’t force yourself, Y/N,” he says, picking up one of his hands to brush a stray strand of hair behind your ear.

“I… I guess I’m just scared because I’ve never… kissed anyone and… I don’t know how to go about things…” you stammer, and your voice fails you when you feel him tracing your jawline with his fingertip, until your chin is placed lightly between his thumb and index finger.

“Are you sure?” Juho asks one more time, and you force yourself to nod, despite the way you’re getting nervous to the point you feel like your chest is about to burst. You shut your eyes tightly, but when you feel his lips merely brushing against yours for no longer than a second, you suddenly feel the tension leaving your body. Your clenched up facial expression relaxes, and so do your shoulders, your fists, and your heels that you had unconsciously lifted up off the floor of his living room. You feel him kiss you again once he’s sure you’re feeling alright with what he’s doing, and somehow it’s surprisingly easy for you to fall into his slow but careful rhythm. The warm feeling that comes up so often when you’re with him arises in your chest again. You feel taken care of, and you let yourself fall into his touch, trusting his lead and the way he holds you after pulling you closer. Your lips part eventually, and you open your eyes a little delayed, only to find your boyfriend already smiling fondly at you.

“Was that alright?” he asks. You can’t form words quickly enough to answer, so you just nod and throw your arms around his broad shoulders, burying your face in his neck. You can feel him exhale warm air on your skin when he lets out a short laugh. “I’m glad,” he says.

“I’m sorry this took so lo-” you attempt to apologize, but he simply shushes you, cutting you off. He puts his hands onto your shoulders to bring some distance between the two of you, so he can look at your face properly.

“Don’t be,” he whispers. “It was perfect the way it was to me.” Your words reassure him, and you give him a smile, before he pulls you close so you can rest your head on his chest.

“For me too,” you state. “It was perfect for me too.”

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Genre: fluff-fluff-fluff; smut (contains oral, praise kink, dom/sub themes, mutual masturbation, semi-public sex) / [Warnings: dumbification, mentions of crying, degrading names (slut), some unprotected sex]

A/N: None of the images in the collage are mine, refer to here for more; For more SF9, read here, for iKON, read here and for optional bias writings, read here

Youngbin:

Since you asked anon, ahaha

You sigh, shifting in your seat, partly to relieve yourself of the ache in your glutes; party in frustration from Youngbin who is seated next to you, dozing off. Truthfully, you find it funny and what's not to about it? He looks cute from the angle you are sitting at, holding himself by the palm of his hand that leans on the other arm-rest of the cinema chair. You don't want to wake him up, empathetic for all those schedules he had, yet he asked you- insisted really, to meet him up here. Well, you did predict with a 100% accuracy that he would fall asleep. You are all the way at the back, it's been long since you've seen him, you want him and you can have him, right now (?). It's not risky, more enticing as you shiver from excitement. You do not know what compels you to do this, perhaps a daring combination of lust and longing. You giggle, eyes drawing to the screen and the people. Oh you are loving this movie but what can you do about it? You carefully get onto your knees, rather quickly, ignoring the ache in between your inner thighs. It's all nimble because of the nervousness, you shakily unbutton his trousers, tug them down and then his boxers. You look up, is he really asleep? Deeper sleep than you thought? You wouldn't be surprised. Make the best out of every situation. You spit on your hands and pump him a few times and there's the bulge that you would have seen as an outline if you were at home. You take him in your mouth, wet and warm and that's when he jerks awake, like a small one, 'I've woken up' is the appropriate saying. You bob your head, increasing your grip on his thigh, holding yourself back from touching yourself, it'd be more pleasurable that way. He takes a couple of seconds but his hands automatically fly to the back of your head, caressing your hand and he wants to tell you, ''Good girl, you take me so well.'' which he does, in a whisper and it does absolutely nothing to quell the ache in your wet core, you clench your thighs together even harder at his words. Your smile grows, maybe in shyness or in a state of bliss, albeit not as much if it was his cock stuffed inside your pussy, you fondle his balls, flattening your tongue to the underside where a vein lies. He's nervous now, undoubtedly as he looks around but he doesn't want to stop you and he does not till you've milked him dry with your mouth.

Inseong:

He's reading something, or rather, he's studying, maybe English, you've forgotten what it was, an hour and then another passing since he's started. He got a little bit distracted at first, quickly getting up from his seat and walking to where you where, entering the room, hovering over you, pressing kisses to your neck and chest, so close to grinding his hips over yours when you pushed him away, hand on his chest, ''Don't you have to study?'' to which he moaned about something- nonsense mumbles and buried his head in your chest (he was in a whining mood). It made you laugh, honestly. ''You're so sweet you know?'' you said, clutching his cheeks and directing his gaze at you and he chuckled, shy, reminding himself and you, that he had to study (unfortunately). You smiled as he left not expecting him for another hour or so, bringing your laptop back to your lap. The comforters smell like him and his rather luxurious body lotion he uses + that, plus you can't stop thinking of his silk pyjamas, should you tease him about it or not? You contemplate that, at approximately thirty minutes past, around the same time he stalks into the room with extra light footsteps. All the while he was studying, he thought of all the encouraging words your gave him when he first told you that he was taking this test and suddenly, one of the memories was of you saying, ''You've done so well you know''- a non-sexual situation with that smile of yours, beaming for him, that made his heart curl up into a ball and continue to do his best for you. He was in that mood, he felt relief when he got up from his seat and made his way to you. You welcomed him with open arms, ''Hey baby'', nuzzling his hair, hovering over him. You needed him too but you were up for something else today. Something a little more dominating, you needed to know if he was okay with it today, feeling like it. There's a lot going on his eyes, he's silent but looking, growing more happy the further your fingers go, trailing downwards to his hips and hooking in the band of his joggers, the loose material- ''Did you finish studying?'' you ask. The words come too suddenly for him, the moment of truth that decides what your actions will be and he gulps, growing nervous. His groin stirs at what you could do but he replies, ''A-almost, almost done you know''. You smile, he's nervous so he hasn't done what he was supposed to; you also think that it is perfect. You bite your lip and pulls his joggers to his ankle revealing his semi-hard cock, ''You sound nervous baby'', you lean down and place a kiss on his lower tummy, not bothering to see the expression on his face. He doesn't want to lie to you and he hasn't- he could wing that test any day. He lies in anticipation, not saying anything like you, you simply smile and pump him, resulting in a slight thrust of his hips into your hand and when he's hard, you spit on his tip and stroke him, hearing heavy breaths and moans, he absolutely loves your mouth on him but he knows that this night won't end as he wants it too- you've got something up your sleeve and he can feel it. You chuckle at the way he has lifted his head to peer at you, the way you swallow his cock but most of all, how your warm mouth feels around him. You bob your head, giving him encouraging squeezes on his inner thighs so he knows that he's doing well till the time he's about to release. You love this part, just to tease him. Tears prick at his eyes when you stop before he is about to release. You come up and take him into your arms at the sight. When you hold him, that's when the waterfall begins and you hold him till you hear sniffles. You wipe his tears and kiss him softly, with reassurance, ''How about this: you go study, do your best while you are at it and then we'll think about we can solve your problem later huh?''. He nods and stays in your arms for sometime, snuggling into you before he leaves for the study room.

Jaeyoon:

You steadily walk through the thick, velvet blue curtains, calming your haste by the soothing clicking of your shoes. Upon entering the wide hall, you pause and marvel at the sight. It's so beautifully decorated, you think, complimenting the production designers and workers on their work and effort. Past the rows and rows of empty seats that, fingers crossed, will be completely filled for the show, you spot Jaeyoon, the main lead and his female lead hunched together, viewing something on a camera. It was rumoured that Jaeyoon was difficult to work with. At first you presumed that it was because of his personal life, uncontrollable perhaps? Or because of his attitude, he could find it hard to cope with the reality of his fame or maybe he had anger issues, because of it or independently, you didn't know for sure. Or it could be false so you kept your prejudices to yourself. No point in being presumptuous you thought, you didn't even know the guy. Then. You watched him perform, eyes gleaming at the whole thing itself. Credit where credit was due, they were amazing and after weeks of preparation, a standing ovation was what they deserved. Backstage, you asked him if he wanted to go for a show, a neighbouring one? ''To see the competition?'' his tone was playful and he was smiling, ''I don't mind''. Palpable, he found his core tightening, ever since last week. How close were the two of you? Well, he had you almost naked under him until you were interrupted by the bell and he had to leave. It had been a week. He had pushed you on the bed, hastily kissing you, hovering over with a buzz in his head- the wine from dinner. Then. Their stage was equally impressive, given your live commentary throughout where the two of you had your mouth continuously open, whether you were gasping or just talking, obviously annoying the people left, right, front and back. They could see two heads touching, whispering something. His cologne invaded your nose, warm breath fanning the shell of your ear, saying something to you. You couldn't respond, sexual tension present, until he shook you, urging himself away from kissing you. A light one, like a peck on the cheek. You were so close and he felt like taking you home, telling you how he felt and undressing you, so many things to unwrap. The former was obvious. In an empty space in the hall, long after everyone was gone, you resumed what you couldn't after being busy all week long. You urgently kiss him, feeling his taste on your tongue, like last week. You only look up to see if there's anyone in there but you brain is running a hundred simulations at once and nothing seems dangerous enough so you continue, breaths and hands, hot and heavy on one another. You gasp, he's pulling the material of your dress up and feeling your backside, pressing you against his bulge. You tug open his belt and slide down on your knees and you are sure, absolutely, that someone has walked through the door just now. It's not the door to the space that you are in but beyond that, somewhere else, you aren't concerned. You leave a trail of saliva on his cock and pump him a few times, looking at him, peering up, knowing the effect you have on him. He's not keen on your teasing, prolonging, he fists your hair and guides his cock into your mouth. All the way to the back, your hands grip his thighs and squeeze, gagging at the intrusion in between your lips but you like it, reaching for your clit and rubbing, sighing in relief at the ache. He pulls out and fills your mouth again and he's thinking of the warmth, how good you feel there but there's impatience in his nature. He can't help it, he pulls you up and wipes the tears from your eyes, bending you over a bare table. It's a rush to take off your underwear and stuff it in his pockets, entering you without warning till he's sheathed to the hilt, having you gasp and cry out at the stretch. He kisses you hard on the mouth and then covers the noises you make, bringing your chest up, back to his chest, thrusting into your heat, saying, ''Be good for me, okay? Keep quiet.'',

trailing off to moan into your ear. You nod, crying in his hand, trying to keep the noises at bay, easy compliance which he finds hot, he didn't know you had this in you. You release your juices around his cock, slumping on the table whose corners you've gripped really hard, loosening it, whimpering, fumbling for his wrists, you feel overstimulated. ''Hold on, I'm there, alright dove?'' he coos, fucking you once, twice and then through his release, milking your insides. He tugs your dress down and his trousers up and you turn over and slip into his arms, kissing him, love over lust, giggling together and going home together.

Dawon I Lee Sanghyuk:

Simple, he's come home from work, exhausted but not too much to drop and you are preoccupied by your thoughts, about him. He takes you into his arms, sitting by the edge of the bed, upright, you grow needier as you straddle him. But you could wait. The kisses grow needier, passionate, like melting your bodies against one another, that feeling is present, every time. He pulls back for a breather and touches your foreheads, it's cute and makes you smile, tugging on his suit jacket which he takes as a sign to remove. ''What'd you want to do?'' he asks. His voice is soft and envelopes only the space between the two of you despite this being your house with no one else in it. ''Sit here'' and his lower belly stirs in arousing mystery, he knows what you have in mind, much more significance present whether or not you put it into words. You get off him and stand less than arm length away, taking off your clothes. He watches hungrily, taking in every detail connected with your body for example the way the fabric moves when you slip it off. You are graceful with it. You could be hasty and he would still find it sensual, he loves you naked. There isn't much to remove, just a shirt, no bra and panties. His mouth goes dry when you are only in your panties. He loves when you sleep like that. You gasp, biting down on your bottom lip, he tugs you closer to him and reaches out for the space between your legs, rubbing your clit over the material, evoking such beautiful sensations that have you curling at the knees. But first, as much as you want to go on, you nod and he takes his hand away, giving you a small smile as you get on your knees, never leaving his eyes, his intense gaze. When you are on your knees, in between his legs, he takes the liberty of grasping the back of your head and kissing you, leaning down to kiss you, he loves doing this every time and explains it as power play. Fuck, you think about how hot it is, his dominance over you. You sit on your heels, hands obediently on your knees, staring at his fingers working on taking his cock out. All the while, he thinks of your behaviour, observing your patience, your submission, heavy turn-ons for him. Your core is aching, in waiting, you had grown more aroused. Has it been the waiting or the change in atmosphere? He spits on his hand and pumps himself a few times and then slowly guides your mouth onto it, not giving you a chance to adjust to the intrusion in your mouth before pulling back and filling your mouth up again. Tears spill from your eyes, you gag on his cock as it hits the back of your throat but you don't object or touch him, instead fisting your hands on your knees and allow him to use your mouth. Next, he will use your core. So many thoughts, you are leaking in your panties when he moans out, ''You're doing so well.'', turning your cheeks pink and urging yourself to do even more better. You look up at his expression, nearly crying from the pleasure you are able to give him. ''Look at yourself baby, fuck, I'm fucking you dumb aren't I? Just a little slut to be used, on my cock.'' he turns you towards the small mirror on the floor, not far from the bed, leaning against the wall and big enough for you to see yourself in it. His words make you nod, he is pleased at the agreement in your eyes. He pulls you off his cock, watching a trail of saliva connect the tip of his cock and your open mouth, greedily sucking in air as if you had not been breathing moments before. He makes you keep silent by having you moan and cry out into his hand that covers your mouth, controlling the volume of your sounds as he pounds into you from behind, fully filling you to the brim, ''I know baby, I like using you.''. When he cleans the two of you up, he joins you in bed where hours later, you cock warms him, giggling and laughing about your day when he tells jokes and pinches your nipples, giving you precious love bites.

Rowoon I Kim Seokwoo:

Seokwoo is hovering above you, smiling like crazy. This is the first time you entrust yourselves to each other, sexually. From stripping each other of one's clothes and feverishly pressing kisses in all the right places, you've held back- in the back of his car while watching the fireworks, on the sofa strapped to the back of his truck when you helped him change house and last week, when he appeared all sheepish, ringing the bell and pressing you against the door with loving, I-want-to-make-love-to-you kisses after you told him that your parents were out. You stare at him, soaking in his expressions. Your clothes are on and as much as the two of you have eagerly waited for this moment, you start to relish it in. To take in all the details of your first night together. How did you end up here? That was a good question now for the night appeared faster than the day. The memories of the morning enlighten but here, here there is a different glow. Particularly the light from outside, bathing it's yellow's and orange's on your precious bodies, day illuminating your sight of one another. He sees a flash of nervousness in your eyes or ''This...'', not sure how you want to put it into words to which he instantly caresses your arms, gently, every so slowly, locking your lips in a soft, passionate embrace like he wants to tell you a million words made of the bright morning star and dark evening silvers combined. It sparks a need within you, in between primal and not, fucking loving. Heat slowly growing in you, you pull him back to your lips, touching your body, lips, legs to his, entangling. There the fire grows or perhaps, the heat. Heart of heart, hand in hand, you straighten up, sitting on your backside instead of laying and conscious of each other's movements, he moves back till he is on his back, head having not met the bed sheets purely in favour of seeing what you are about to do. One could say that he is curious, like a cat with it's ears poking up to the sound of a doorbell or wrapper crinkling. The latter for later, you think, grinning. He bites his lip, mouth almost asking, ''What are you doing baby?'' to which you say, ''Just you wait'', reading the words from lips. ''I can wait'' he says, almost saying, I've waited for so long, I can wait!. You think that he's cute, never more before than at this moment. The last time you were here, he was the one in this position. You move to in between his legs, trailing your fingers over his legs, toppling his nerves over the edge. Before he can move, which the movement resembles a jerk upwards, you push him back down, reassuring him. First with a kiss to his collarbone, travelling to deliver another kiss to his lips, cutting to the chase, ''Relax'', soothingly, ''I've got you.'', relaxing him till you see his expression soften and him nod, holding your arms. Then you go down, never letting go off the link between your eyes, core tingling with the buzzing of arousal as you pull his boxers off his legs, allowing his fully hard cock to spring from the previous confines. It's a sight to behold, right in front of you, mouth parting in awe at his cock. He looks at you nervously for a second and then thinks that he shouldn't have to be, he's safe with you, more than comfortable and he could sink into it; that's how you make him feel. He smiles when you reach for his hand, entwining your fingers, giving a little squeeze before you release, coating spit with your fingers and palm and spreading it across his cock, including his precum with a swipe. When you first touch him, he flinches but not in a bad way, it's a little unexpected but nothing to be worried about. He instantly calms, his heart racing all the same, throwing his head back and letting a groan escape him when he feels the warmth of your mouth envelope him. It's enough to throw him a blissful state, to think that the whole situation makes him giddy. He wants you, loves you and he has to tell you that (again). You suck him off with the bobs of your head, hair swishing with very fill of his cock in between your lip, you

take a look more than every once in a while, twice to know his reactions. To see him pleased makes you chuckle, the vibrations tickling his spine, slightly lifting his lower back off the bed, that type of sensation. It sends waves of the sea to his mind, he's lost in the pleasure you give to him. His eyes snap open when he feels it coming, he hurries to tell you before you let him tumble over the edge, bordering past the realm of intense sensuality, ''Wait-'', ''What is it?'' you ask, already thinking, knowing. ''I want to'', pause, ''be in you before I come'' said with determination which makes you nod furiously, smiling at him with giddiness. ''Huh?'', leaves your lips in confusion but you shouldn't. High standards, you think because you know that he will give it to you. Silver clouds, silver clouds. He nods, forgetting to tell you that he wants to have you on your back and eat you out. ''You know that time, when we were almost about to?'' you nod at his questions, fully aware at the memories that spring, fresh to the mind. They make you even more excited. ''This, I've wanted to do this for a long time.'' he says, eyes losing their innocence that you are so used to, taking on a darker form, not literally but the expression behind them. He wants to devour you and as much as you find that phrase funny, it's true. He's already in between your legs, licking a stripe, much to your back that lifts off the bed in a bed of arousal and that luscious moan that you let out, it fills his ears like music and urges him to continue on, till you've spilled on his tongue, crying out his name.

Zuho I Baek Juho:

He was irked by you, especially at first. ''Be cordial'' he said, the words that his mother always repeated to him when he couldn't instantly connect or figure out someone's personality. He didn't have to understand the world, yet he set out too. And you knew it, his curiosity and you thought that someday, it would land him in trouble. Wrong people, the police would say, sighing at the unfortunate instance of a man that landed in hot waters with the arduous gang in the area. ''Ran his mouth and look what happened'', the other police officer would say, letting out another sigh. But over time, you let this prejudice you had of him, dwindle. Now, you want to protect this person, at least to the best of your ability. His breath was taken away when he first saw you. He was also a fumbling person with a clumsy nature which he couldn't help but he could play his cards right, yes? Around you, he wasn't so sure. He was enticed by you, purely by his perception of beauty. But, not only because you are beautiful, you connect to people like that. Only this time, he felt as if children were deciding your fate, playing and dabbling your meetings in juvenility. You had seen him fall on his backside, getting up in an admirable manner; spill food on himself, did he need a bib? It was minor, cute occurrences to you which he thought of in distaste. He was a sweet guy, considerate because he would always think of other people, like telling you that he found a melody he composed which reminded him of you or bringing food for a heart-broken-by-their-ex-and-crying-terribly friend. You knew each other plenty. Your friends felt as if you needed a push and there came one, in a way that neither of you expected. No one knew about it after the event. Now that you are in bed on your day off, cuddling with Ju while watching a show together, giving live commentary in each other's ears while the mood calls for other things which forget the tv, you chuckle. But to recall, it's from a couple of years ago: at a party, you secure a room, purely by surprise do you stumble in there. You are buzzed, Ju walks out from the bathroom adjoining the room, looking at you with wide eyes, pausing in his step. ''What are you doing in here?'', ''What-?'' collide from your mouths in a frenzy. The room grows hot, maybe it's just your embarrassment that you can't stand straight. But he manages to catch you, taking huge steps with his arms extended just so your bottom does not hit the ground. You thank him and ask him to give you some space which you find comical. He's looking at you with worry plus, you are leaning against the door which he wants to walk past but is he going to say something? probably not. ''I'm good'', ''You sure?'', ''Yea why?'' and then something and then he drops you home. He chuckles to your fast-asleep, softly-snoring self, finding you just a tinsy bit adorable then. ''Thank you Ju'', ''It's okay'' he says, nonchalantly, ''Hey'', ''Yea?'', ''I want to try something'' you are smiling now, he's genuinely curious. You kiss him on the cheek and make your way out, not sure what to say, not sure whether to turn back. The next time he sees you, he kisses you.

Library sex? The most unrealistic because Ju can't keep his breathy moans to himself and the shelf, I don't think they can handle such forces ad the people? 911. But I didn't end up writing a blowjob into that story like I had planned, instead I have something to share: sucking Ju off in a library when's he trying to find a book/reading? It's hot, very, maybe it stems from yours and Ju's excitement, extra energy meshing in such a way that after an intense make-out session by the end of a bookshelf, you get on your knees and suck him off, arousal surging in your body and watching his expressions of pleasure. I guess the equally hotter thing would be if he pulled you up and made you sit on a table, bunching your bottoms wherever and getting on his knees, ''I'll make you feel happy'' which makes you think, is he drunk off excitement?. Surely yes, he chuckles when he hears your whimpers, entwining one hand that you squeeze every time his fingers touch your sweet spots.

Yoo Taeyang:

Because I'm a sap, every story here is more or less a love story anon!

Here's my train of thought: You drop off your keys on the table, stretching your neck from a short journey of driving but a long day of work, hoisting your arms up into the air, discarding your clothes in the hamper or wherever, calling out, ''Taeyang?''. ''I'm in here!'', he responds, namely the bedroom. You can already imagine him on his side of the bed, laptop on lap, maybe picking out a pub to go to and a movie for movie night, in his joggers and lose t-shirt. You are right, after all, it has been three and a half million years since you married this man. You walk right into your shared bedroom with only your underwear on. Taeyang distracts himself by occupying you on his mind, seeing your backside when you bend to pick something up from your closet. ''This isn't a porno Taeyang, I can feel your eyes on my butt.'' you murmur disapprovingly. ''I'm sorry'' he says, ignoring the way his groin stirs. You climb on the bed, moving towards him. Bigger the bed, bigger the journey to your favourite person's arms. A smaller bed would do, smaller distance then. ''How was your day?'', ''So we are doing this huh? It was good, thank you for asking.'', ''Tell me about it.'' he says, laughing, pulling you into his arms. You recount your memories, picking the funny ones. You sink into his arms, almost falling asleep. ''What did you do today?'' you ask, wanting to hear a funny story. ''I went to shop groceries, I met the housewives from two blocks over, I wanted to dash but I couldn't'', ''Why?'' you chuckle, continuing, ''Why did you want to dash?''. Taeyang has no interest in people except the you and neighbours and for a while, you've been encouraging him to make friends outside the radius of your area, if he's comfortable with it. ''They seem to judge very quickly, I can't stand stuff like that. Anyways, we got to know one another and now we have a reservation to eat at their pub next Thursday. If you are not okay, we can cancel it.'', he slows down at the last part ''Really?!'', you exclaim, you are extra-extra-extra happy for him. He's making friends! ''Is it that one we wanted to go to but couldn't?'' you ask, and he marvels at your excitement with a smile and gleaming eyes, thinking suspiciously that he does want to go there but, at what cost? He wants to go with you, not them. It's a beautiful train of thought. After the conversation, you lie in silence, peaceful as he shuts off his laptop and turns his attention to you. It starts with the hands on your waist, ''Pretty'', they move to your back, entering your shirt and snapping open your bra which by then, he's already kissing you, telling you that he wants you, intimately, especially with the way he's moulding his lips against yours, groaning into your mouth. ''Let me have you?'' is his question, you nod. he caresses your backside and then your cheek, legs on either side of your head, filling your mouth with his cock. It's a careful situation, he goes slow and with caution so as to not hurt you, it takes a while to set the rhythm which is fine by both, you want this but not by hurting yourselves. You've got a wide view of him and even a little eye contact sets him off, with a steady rhythm, he is throbbing with arousal, moaning at the way your mouth takes him. When it's the opposite, he prefers you stand or lean against a wall and that he is on his knees with his fingers deep inside of you, plunging in to meet your sweet spots while he sucks and licks your clit. Your view is so pretty, he always starts with little kitten licks, like it's his first time and then he buries his tongue in between your folds, lapping up every little juice he can find. It ends with you either riding him or on your hands and knees as he takes you from behind.

The true ending is when you cuddle after a second round and he refuses to get up because he wants to stay with you but eventually the knowing-better side of him wins and you take a shower together, the equally intimate situation out of everything. He rubs the knots on your shoulders away and gives you the best message to your scalp ever, it's soothing and this time you almost fall asleep (hehe). He also loves it when you do it for him: lather his body in soap and run your hands along it; knead the knots of tension in certain parts of his body, maybe his lower back or calves due to dancing all day and shampooing his hair while he rests on his chest (with his back to your chest or even curled up in between your legs, with his head on your tummy). If the two of you are up for it, he'll pour some wine or champagne or whatever it is that you both prefer and sit on the opposite side of the tub with your legs on his, probably massaging your sore legs after a long day of work and have the best conversations with you.

Hwiyoung I Kim Youngkyun:

Gentle baby

Let me elaborate: It goes without saying that you are his favourite person. Without hesitation (he can't help it), he'll smile when he sees you, even if you are just passing by, perhaps in a hurry or not, he has to smile at you and have a little conversation, ''Hey, what are you up to?'', ''Really?'' when you tell him and just like that, he has every reason to smile, to get that little boost you give him. Every conversation you have with him is fruitful for example, he loves inviting you to drink beer with him and if you don't like it but can tolerate it like me, he's absolutely open to trying new things like a wine tasting session and some people are drunk by the end but he's doing that thing, whereby his hand is hovering behind your back and he's cautious to pull you out of being dashed if a drunk person stumbles in your way. His eyes twinkle when he speaks to you, a gleam not malicious but out of curiosity to know you even more, he likes you, now what? When you weren't officially together, he felt as if he couldn't give you hugs as openly as he wanted to, maybe out of shyness, maybe out of hesitancy especially if you didn't like it. But he got to that point where he was comfortable around you, enough to side hug you when he met you, front hug when he met you but wanted to cuddle and back hugs for surprise. Take those three and apply them to the now, those are his ways of showing you affection. He loves to have you in his arms, close to you, no matter what mood he is in, if he's feeling gloomy, he'll fall into your arms when you pull him in for a hug and lean on your shoulder, nestling his head in between your neck particularly if he's not feeling okay. He loves you with all his heart! When you first have sex and all the times after that, you figure out that he's not rough neither does he have that capability to do that to you. If you want to, he'll try it out but sometimes, he'll slip back into loving you, holding your hands above your head when you release, gently coaxing an extra release one from you when he's eating you out on a day when you came back home tired. There's a lot to unpack here but don't worry, I got it~ On a day when you are tired, he'll love to eat you out, when you are on the sofa and you legs dangle of the edge, he'll sit there and dive his head in between your legs. He'll want to hold your hands when he hears you whimper or cry out his name, squeezing them in comfort as if to say, ''You are so great baby, you're doing so well, release when you want to.'' but don't forget, he going to absolutely tease you! Like, ''baby, there's something on your cheek'', ''huh?-oh'' and playfully push him as he takes you into his arms. It's your tears when he was pleasuring you. He not averted to the idea of you sucking him off when he's tired because he wants to cuddle you but in the morning! oh, if you suck him when you wake up, oh god. How does he handle it? He's moaning in no time, in your eyes it is quite exquisite to see, his expression in a haze, fluttering to the pleasure he's receiving, on some mornings, he comes faster than you've anticipated. To see you with a lack of clothes, he's turning you under him and placing kisses all over your body, slowly removing his jumper on yours to reveal your body. Trust me, he loves your body and if you aren't, he'll try to bring you into your element, it's okay if you aren't comfortable with your body but when you are, he'll move to your beat such as letting you ride his face after you sucked him that very morning. Or if you have a different dynamic, he would also love if you punished him (your dom side makes him nod like a compliant pretty boy, mewling to your orders) by not letting him touch you, he's going to be sulky then, ''I can't touch you?'', ''uh-huh'', ''why?'', ''It's your little punishment'', he proceeds to put his hands all over you, including slipping in between your folds just to prove his point that he doesn't like your punishment. He can be compliant but also act out, he thinks he's a bad boy~~ His favourite is to take you over the counter

but let's not lie here, he's perfectly happy with you sucking him off by the counter too, it's one of his favourite places in the house to have sex with you and he'll gladly return the favour by placing you it, on your back and coax one or two releases out of you. Then he may take you to the sofa, ''I know that you can do this baby'', ''Kyunnie?'', ''do you want to come back to this later on?'', ''It's okay'', ''you sure?'', was your conversation the first time around he had nearly coxed three to four releases out of you. He is proud of you, especially when he enters your warmth and settles beside you, slowly thrusting his hips against yours, filling you up and releasing into you, making love to you all the while.

Chani:

Expect all the love from him too, anon!

The fan, the acoustic ventilator and the window are all open, letting in fresh air from outside and circulating it in into your room. Not less than a couple of moments ago had Chani woken up and wrinkled his nose, shaking his head in groan that, ''You need to open the window y/n, otherwise the fan is only going to circulate the warm air that is in this room.''. You are fast asleep, feeling extra warm but asleep, regardless. When Chani was content with opening the sources that would cool the room, he sighed in relief and took of his shirt that was stained with sweat, tossing in into the hamper and getting into bed with you. ''It's too hot.'' you mumble, the stickiness of the humidity has perforated any desires of wanting to sleep in his arms. But Chani has other plans, he waits for you to adjust your position to one of laying on your back and then he proceeds to lay on your bare tummy, growing that baby smile of his when you clear the hair from his face and embrace him. ''If we go out, it'll be cooler.'', ''okay'' he mumbles, not liking the idea of moving one bit but he knows that it must be cooler outside, if not staying within these four walls. Neither of you move and moments later, the both of you have fallen asleep, softly snoring. Chani moves up to where your head is, you wake up with his hand splayed all over you. He's awake, only slightly, gazing at you through his fluttering eyelids, cheekily smiling, from one dimple to the other, you decide that you know what's on his mind from the way his hands move all over your body. The heat has simmered down, albeit momentarily before it rises again to make way for the sweltering afternoon heat. He caresses your side, lifting himself to place kisses all over your tummy + if you were doing it for the first time as a couple and if you have stretch marks, he would run his fingers over them and tell you, ''Don't be shy, they are pretty.'', the last words would be said with finality, with determination that you should know about the marks that cover your body make up your beauty as well. You are beautiful, he's trying to say. He would kiss your stretch marks, wherever they are (breasts, hands, legs, hips, back, wherever) even placing a light bite upon the area, proud that he has managed to elicit a chuckle, ''What are you doing?'' is your response and a stress-free posture as you lie in his arms. He wouldn't know how to say it properly but you would understand through his actions that like tattoos, your stretch marks are personal to you, they make up you and that there's nothing wrong with them, that they should be loved instead of following the social taboo against them. He trails kisses to your sex, experimentally lapping at the wetness and warmth you have to offer. He doesn't waste time, simply pulling out lube and warming up your sex with it, adding a finger or two. ''Babe'', ''Hmm?'', ''Stop here'', you say, grasping his hand. With that, he places his hands on the sides of your head, hovering over you, asking, ''How's my favourite girl doing huh?'' while kissing your temple when placing a condom on himself and entering you. He responds to your moans with some of his, revelling in the feeling of his cock within you. It's towards the end when he's got you in his arms, on the bed, facing one another, in an intimate embrace, tuning in to the sounds and immense feelings of one another that he pulls away, chuckling when he hears a whine from you. It's not a little whine either, ''Chani'' you mumble, grumbling yet excited, the latter which he can see all the same, ''Come here baby'' he murmurs in response, with a hint of a command, you know what that it's a give and take. You get on your knees and suck him off, gripping onto to the covers for the position that you are in is not the best because you can't multitask or ask. You go on till he tells you to pull out and you sit opposite each other, ''This isn't our first time trying it'' you laugh out'', you say, laughing which he mirrors, ''I know, I like watching you when we do this.'', ''What the-'', you start, he's laughing again

but

with that crinkly-at-the-eyes and smiling widely, gums-showing, heart-stopping type of laugh that you pause your fingers at your core, not realising that you are smiling as widely as him. It's the effect you have on each other. At the same time, you both call it, automatically. He's sitting opposite you, within an arms lengths, touching himself, stroking himself to the bring of a release and beyond, while you, you that he can see, that he wants to reach out to but is equally content watching you finger yourself and stimulate your clit to a similar, high-energy-taking release. Since the first time you've done this, the both of you have been drawn to watch or not, concentrating with your eyes shut or with encouraging eyes that also stimulate, greatly, ''You can do this babe, you are doing so well'', said by either of you, smiling when you see the other release. Afterwards, he'll just want to collapse into your arms, not letting go, energy spent well in the morning. In the kitchen, he'll brew a coffee or tea for you, cuddling you in his arms, spending this valuable time in silence, occasionally telling you a funny situation that had occurred when he was at work.

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