#mamamoo moonbyul scenarios

[alcoholfreenayeon]

can you do a moonbyul version of the girlfriend hcs?

Moonbyul Girlfriend HCs

SFW HCs

She’s always happy in your company even though sometimes it might seem like she’s not paying attention to you. Your presence makes her calm and she feels stress free for those moments.

She likes to stay over at your place frequently.

Always has food recommendations to give you and they always end up being something you end up liking.

She is quite adventurous but also unadventurous at the same time. She wants to always have some plans with you to do something but it should be you who made plans and it should be things Moonbyul does or should like which isn’t always easy to do.

She was really shocked and annoyed at you when she found out that she wasn’t your original Mamamoo bias. You had to console her for a while before she held on to you tightly and apologized for being so petty.

Tries to make you laugh often.

She’s quite extroverted and friendly which means she doesn’t mind talking to strangers so you just make her order for you.

She is prone to crying easily and does so whenever you both watch something romantic or sad.

She is a great cuddling partner because she becomes the big or small spoon depending on what you want.

She expects you to remember all the important dates of the relationship as she remembers and prepares presents for you.

NSFW HCs

She was quite shy and opposite of her extroverted self when you both had sex for the first time.

Huge praise kink, whether giving or receiving, Moonbyul is happy to do it.

She never really says anything when she’s horny, she just sits next to you and stares at you until you ask her what’s wrong only to get jumped by her and be showered with kisses.

Being the teacher in a Teacher-student roleplay is her favorite.

It’s a bit hard to roleplay seriously though because she always is struggling to not giggle

She wants to invite you backstage after a concert so “she can bang the fuck out of you”.

Watching movies together while cuddled up under a blanket and her hands will begin to wander

Whispering dirty to you when she’s on top.

She’s not a fan of quickies.

Will become protective and jealous easily which means that later on she will be quite rough with you to take her frustrations out.

[cheesygroove]

Let's play rock paper scissors all night It's fine, I'll let you win

moonbyul x fem!reader — contains smut; overall pwp. sub!mb. overestimulation. no other cws. 380 words. minors dni.

The straps of Byulyi's outfit are neatly tied at her abs with a delicate lace just over her belly button. Your hand is under its thin fabric, feeling it tightening and loosening over your fingers as her breathing rhythm stays ragged. It poses a weak resemblance to how her inner walls once clenched on your digits — what's left of that now sticks to her stomach, on a trail that accuses you of contouring Byulyi's ab muscles with her own juices.

Her unintelligent and whispery requests bring a smile to your lips. On a usual day, Byulyi has a way with words, unless under your spell. 

"Any trouble with saying something, huh? What you wanna tell me, babe?"

Instead of speaking, she simply holds your hand and slides it down to the place that just got the most attention from you. Your fingers merely ghost past her folds — enough to elicit a shy moan from the rapper's mouth. 

Even the slightest increase in pressure against her vulva seems too much at this point. Her face contorts, but the sounds she makes are from pleasure. "Cute," you whisper, moving closer to her core, making sure that your warm breath is felt against it, "so sensitive because of me."

Two digits slip into her without a hint of friction, and Byulyi has no time to think before your tongue joins in stimulating her clit. Even though she seems like in a dazed state, her hip movements meet your thrusts halfway. Eyes widened, mouth agape with no sound coming out of it — until a loud ah is let out accompanied by a flood that soaks your palm. 

You gasp against her intimacy, mouth letting her personally know just how much you appreciate her efforts. Because Byulyi has earned it, you allow her to ride out the remaining climax with a tender passing of your tongue throughout her labia and clit, sweetly devouring every drip she gives you.

Upon getting up, the vision escalates from her abs, which contract and relax as Byulyi gasps for air, to her head that faces up, eyes lost in the ceiling. While not knowing that you're looking, she mouths an I love you and smiles lopsidedly.

You mouth it back, knowing she won't see it either.  

a/n: I'm terribly rusty, but I wanted to read/write sub!byul for a while. hope you enjoyed. xx

[multiphandomunnies]

mamamoo

reactions

how mamamoo would wake you up

first time with mamamoo (*M*)

gf has a stutter

(*T*) gf is autistic

gf has ocd

(*T*) gf has an autistic meltdown

gf kisses them first

s.o shy and nervous about first kiss

being in a long distance relationship

gf is getting sick

s.o is drunk

gf is a terrible cook

gf is a poet

how mamamoo acts while drunk

they’re your best friends but act flirty towards you

imagines

solar

i need you

moonbyul

girlfriend

grab a book

bad girl (*M*)

you work too hard

new

i love you madly,deeply, truly

you’re the cutest

wheein

gf! wheein

hwasa

[panda-writes-kpop]

Lawyer! Superhero! Moonbyul x Reader - Days and Nights Like These

A/N: Hi guys, girls, and non-binary pearls! This fic was inspired by a Jihyo fic from the amazing, talented, and wonderful @sanccharine along with my slight obsession with the Daredevil show on Disney+. Hope you all are well, and I wish you the best for a new week! ❤️

TW: Mentions of blood and injuries, and Moonbyul is super cheesy in this

Summary: Your wife, alongside being the best public defender in the city during the day, spends her nights taking care of the city in the ways that the law cannot. You're aware of her double life, and you only want to remind her to take care of herself when she's so worried about caring for other people.

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Despite the tray of coffee and bag of baked treats occupying your hands, you manage to open the office door with little difficulty.

You're welcomed to the sight of a familiar office space in the city, and it's just as you had seen it yesterday, and the day before that. Maybe a few more papers were scattered around, but who were you to blame Sun and Moon Law Firm for being so popular with the locals?

You didn't even realize that Wheein was staring at you until you tore your gaze away from the office.

"Are you looking for Moonbyul?" Wheein asks while typing away at her computer.

She needs to take a break for once in her life. Wheein works her ass off, and she barely gets a thanks in return.

"I am, but I actually have something for you and Solar too."

You set the tray down on a clear corner of Wheein's chaotically organized desk. You fish out a small cinnamon roll for her, and you hand her one of the cups of coffee.

"Sorry if I didn't get you the right-"

Wheein shakes her head before taking the cinnamon roll and coffee from you.

"Please don't apologize. I appreciate the gesture, and I'm sure Solar will too, Y/N." Wheein reassures you before the door on your left opens.

Solar sticks her head out of the door, and she offers you a bright smile. You chuckle as she eyes the coffee and food on the desk.

"Is that for me?!?" She excitedly asks.

You nod before grabbing a blueberry muffin from the bag. Solar nearly jumps out of her office before standing in front of you.

"Did I ever tell you how much I love you, Y/N?" Solar says before snatching the muffin from your grasp.

She squeals in delight after the first bite, and you make sure to hand her a coffee as well.

"You tell me… at least twice a day at this point, Solar."

You smile before Solar plants a friendly kiss on your cheek.

"You're the best! Why, if Moonbyul didn't already marry you, I'd do so in a heartbeat!"

Wheein laughs as you hear the main door behind you close.

"What was that, Solar?"

Solar turns red as you turn to face the woman who just spoke.

"I can't believe you're late to your job." You tease as Moonbyul closes the distance between the two of you. "You really can't show up on time, even if you own the place."

"I'm sorry, sweetheart… maybe you could let me apologize with a kiss?" She flirts with you as you place a gentle, loving hand on her shoulder.

"You're just as charming as the day I met you." You wave off her advances before giving Moonbyul the kiss that she desires.

"You're worth every word, baby." She winks before placing a hand on your waist.

You laugh in an attempt to hide your embarrassment, and she smiles proudly before kissing your forehead.

"Listen, I hate to break this up… but we've got some cases to work on." Solar interrupts the two of you.

Moonbyul lets go of your waist, and you step away from her so she can grab the remaining coffee and baked goods.

"Do you have any updates for us, Wheein?" Moonbyul asks as Solar heads into her office.

"Actually, I do. You know that Mrs. Martinez heard back from her landlord, and they said…." Wheein and Moonbyul's voices fade away as they walk into Solar's part of the office.

Solar gives you a thumbs up and a warm smile.

"I'll make sure she gets home on time."

"You better." You jokingly say as Solar closes the office door.

You happily sigh before throwing away the trash and heading out the door.

~

The early morning hours tick by slowly as you await your wife's arrival to your small apartment. Well, technically speaking, it's her apartment, but you both pay rent and do chores. You had to fight tooth and nail to do so, however, since Moonbyul is very stuck in her ways. She barely lets you pay for dinner, so it took hours upon hours of convincing to get Moonbyul to let you pay your half of the rent.

You check the clock, and it's only been one minute since you've checked last.

It really gets boring at 3:31 in the morning, especially when your wife is out doing god-knows-what.

Although many would call Moonbyul a hero in the courtroom, that wasn't the only place that she helped to save lives. She preferred the term 'vigilante', but it was all the same to you.

When Moonbyul wasn't busy helping commonfolk navigate the court system, she'd be nonchalantly fighting crime late at night. You had accidentally found out yourself one night when she came home bloody and bruised when you were staying over at her place.

You had nearly called for emergency help, but Moonbyul persuaded you not to, which was when the truth came out. Initially, you were upset, but then you felt bad that she felt like she had to hide a part of herself from you. You had been so open and honest with her, yet she felt so guarded around you most of the time.

It took you much longer to realize why Moonbyul would, in the past, suddenly cancel late-night dates or flake out of certain social events. Once that realization hit you, you had decided to make your schedule work around hers. Late-night dates turned to morning coffee dates, and large social events became an intimate gathering among a few friends. Her comfort was above all for you, and you wanted to make this relationship work because you love Moonbyul with every atom in your body.

You roll over and check the clock once more.

It's 3:32… I better get the medical kit ready since I have nothing better to do, and I'm not going to bed anytime soon.

In the dark apartment, you manage to stumble into the bathroom. You turn on the light, and it flickers for a few moments as you readjust your eyes to the light.

You grab the medical kit from one of the drawers by the sink, and you set out one bandage of every size, some burn cream, an ointment for cuts, and a medium-sized roll of gauze.

That's when you hear the door open, and you grab the gauze roll before stepping out of the bathroom.

Without hesitation, you throw the gauze in the general direction of the person who just entered your house.

Moonbyul catches the item without looking in your direction, and she softly laughs while shaking her head.

"Our apartment is locked, sweetheart. Who else is going to get in here besides me?"

She tosses her mask to the side before turning on a light.

"I don't know, but I'd like to be prepared for an emergency." You huff before crossing your arms.

The skin-tight suit and messy hair is a different look to Moonbyul than the suit-wearing, tidy lawyer that you saw in the morning.

"It's nice to know that you're thinking about protecting yourself, but please throw something that could actually hurt someone if that should ever happen."

You try not to laugh as you eye her for injuries.

"Busy night?"

"No, it was quiet. Too quiet, if you're asking me." Moonbyul says before carelessly laying on the couch.

"I'm glad you're not hurt, though." You turn off the bathroom light, and you close the door before approaching your wife.

"Me too." She sighs, and you lay next to her without saying a word. "You can come closer, Y/N. I don't bite too hard~"

"Ah, why do you say things like that!" You exclaim before lightly smacking her shoulder.

"I do it because I love you." She earnestly says while catching your hand with hers.

"I know you do, babe." You comfort her by pulling yourself towards her. "I love you too."

"I wish we could spend the rest of our lives like this." She mumbles before pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

"I know, but you've got a city to save and defend." You softly encourage her before the both of you yawn in unison.

"And you've got lots of things on your plate as well."

"That's why nights like these are amazing." You say before allowing your eyes to close. "I'd do everything over again if it met that I'd end up with you."

You wait for her to respond, but you're quickly able to tell that she's already asleep.

Good. Moonbyul needs the rest because this city needs its defender and protector in peak condition.

[hrtkbu]

♀ 𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐎 | 𝑄𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑣𝑜𝑠 𝑑'𝑒𝑢𝑥 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑝𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡.

SITUATION Vous faisiez partie d'un tout nouveau groupe, malgré les quelques avis mitigés, le nom de votre groupe avait pris de plus en plus d'ampleur dans le monde de la K-Pop. Mamamoo, groupe débuté en 2014 ne voyait leur popularité augmentée que depuis l'a sorti de leur M/V : Starry Night. Vos deux groupes parlaient énormément l'un de l'autre lors de plusieurs émissions, les fans vous mettant la pression pour sortir une chanson en commun.

SOLAR

Membre la plus bruyante#1

Vous faisiez partie des membres les plus bruyantes de vos groupes, alors quand vous vous étiez rencontrées, tous avaient regretté votre fusion.

Entre farce et crie, vous ne preniez pas de repos.

Chanteuse principale du groupe, vous aviez sorti les meilleurs High Note de l'industrie coréenne (noté l'exagération), époustouflant l'ensemble des spectateurs présents.

MOONBYUL

MoonByul était un flirt ambulant, n'hésitant pas à vous taquiner encore et encore.

C'était le « GirlCrush » de toutes les idoles féminines.

Les fans avaient d'ailleurs commencé à vous mettre en « couple », les rumeurs comme quoi MoonByul serait lesbienne déjà présent depuis de nombreuses années.

Malgré les merveilleux talents en danse de MoonByul, vos managers avaient décidé de vous mettre en collaboration côté rap.

Comme Wheein, vous aviez fait une intro mais de rap.

WHEEIN

Membre la plus bruyante#2

Avec solar, vous étiez le trio de vos deux groupes, bruyant à souhait.

Vous étiez aussi de très bonnes danseuses, créant la chorégraphie de votre M/V.

Pour introduire votre performance, vous aviez fait une danse en duo, bien plus sexy que prévu.

HWASA

Vous étiez la plus mature du groupe, vous occupant d'écrire vos chansons, la majorité de ceux-ci faisant partie des plus populaires de votre groupe à l'heure actuelle.

Hwasa était une jeune femme très mature aussi, étant même perfectionniste sur les bords, alors bien évidemment que vous deux étiez devenu très proche dès votre rencontre, gardant contact après votre collaboration.

Vous étiez toutes deux, les « beautés occidentales » du groupe, n'ayant pas peur de montrer avec puissance toute la confiance qui coulait en vous.

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[oddracha]

@pnutbutter-n-j-elyy Omg thank you!!!

Let’s see….

Height: Wheein (Mamamoo)

Age: Kang Taehyun (Txt)

Personality: Haha so I had to ask my friends about this one and….the council came to a decision that I’m a Wooyoung, Changbin, Beomgyu, I.N, Jungkook and Suga hybrid 😅😅😅 Personally? I think I’m just LeeKnow

Hair color: Han Jisung’s current hair

Eye color: Han Jisung (SKZ)

Types of clothing: Anything that Idols wear while practices and recordings

The type you'd date: Jisung (SKZ) ,Chan (SKZ), Seonghwa (Ateez) , Yeosang (Ateez), Jaehyun (Golden child), Hwang Min Hyun, Sanha (Astro), Lee Seung Hyub (N.flying),Jaeha….lol look at me list them as if I could pull any of them 🤡 (I can’t, I can barely pull my self up from the bed, there’s no way I’m pulling anyone 😭)

Type you'd be besties with: Hyunjin, Moonbyul, Changbin, Wooyoung, Felix, BIBI, Lee Young Ji, Kyung soo(exo), YoungHyun (Day6), All members of The Rose!!!

No pressure tags!!!

@littlemisshobbit @songmingisthighs @edenesth @kpop---scenarios @charmerchannie @seongwars @freyaphoria @eightmakesonebraincell and anyone else who’d like to join!!!!!!

Send this to 5 kpop blogs and have them describe themselves with idols. List below:

Height:

Age:

Personality:

Hair color:

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Have fun 💕❤️

Thanks for sending me this it was really cute! I’m gonna tag yall instead lol

Height: Hikaru (Kep1er) am 5’1 😒

Age: Woozi (Seventeen my mans)

Personality: A mixture between Chan, Minho and Seungmin honestly.

Hair color: well naturally it’s close to brunette Felix tbh. Need this hair to come back bro

Eye color: Naturally I don’t think any idol has my eyes? If I’m wrong tell me they’re blue lol

Type of clothes: Lots of black splashes of red

The Type You’d Date: let’s all say bangchan in unison- but fr Chan? Definitely Minho as well and of course Seungmin😂 but also let me throw in a few others. Yoongi , Woozi , Wooyoung

Type You’d Be Besties With: Weirdly enough I’m really good at making friends I’m kinda like Chan in that aspect. However I really really would love to be besties with Jisung. Also like D.O. Maybe? I feel like we’d vibe tbh lol

@doitforbangchan @bluejutdae @httpdwaekki @dwaekkicidal @yongbun @jeonginsleftcheek @miss-daisy04 @gnabnahcsworld @moonchild9350

And anyone else of course!

[4brrrr]

Yongsun pushed Byulyi against the bed, hovering above her as she gazed into her eyes, glistening in both surprise and anticipation. Her arms caged Byulyi's head, leaving a little space between the two women.

"Unnie?" She asked in confusion, her voice shaking and cheeks colored with beautiful red at the compromising position they were both in. She could feel Yongsun's airy breath brushing against the skin of her cheeks, making her look away in embarrassment.

Yongsun brought her lips to Byulyi's ear's, muttering lowly with her husky voice. "What do I do, Byul-ah? You're just too cute.." She watched as her ears began to redden, smirking in amusement before she leans in and leaves a kiss, coaxing a soft moan out of her lover.

[purecantarella]

Settle the Score

day 7 yall and this one is significantly shorter since i had a couple meetings today that drew on longer than i thought they would HAHAHA but i still didn't want to disappoint so here we are!! i hope you all enjoy this one 😁 moon byuli x reader x ahn hwasa disclaimer/s : not as explicit but has suggestive content, minors i suggest finding some flufflier or angstier content

Moonbyul and Hwasa often butt heads and compete over the tiniest things. While some arguments were bigger than others, the two rappers would always come together in the end. This one though…short to say it was a civil war between the two since the day the found out you’d hooked up with both of them in different periods of their lives.

You’d met Moonbyul shortly after their debut and were immediately taken by her charms and wit, with a few dates under her belt she took you to bed in a night of intense passion. But upon finding out that you would be working with her in the same company, you broke off the budding relationship without much of an explanation. Much to Byul’s dismay.

As for Hwasa, you two met and hooked up by chance while she and Wheein snuck out during their training years at a club. You were both drunk and sloppily fucked in the bathroom, returning to your apartment only to wake up alone the next day.

It took them both by surprise when they saw you preparing their make-up for a music video shooting. You on the other hand tried to remain professional, unaware of the spark you lit between them.

It was all passive at first, until one day push came to shove and they wanted to know which of them you enjoyed the most.

Taking advantage of Wheein and Solar having their unit videos being shot for their promotions, both rappers corner you in the secluded dressing room.

“Come on, Y/n…It’s all just a bit of fun…” Moonbyul husks in your ear from behind you while Hwasa lingers beside you, her dark eyes already raking over you like a piece of meat. You shudder under both their fierce and fevering gazes.

You laugh nervously as Moonbyul trails your arm up and down with her on-stage swagger only adding to the temptation. “Yeah, no one’s going to get hurt. We just want you to settle a little dispute we have going on.” Hwasa adds before her signature sinful smirk pulls at her lips, “But if memory serves me right, you loooove getting hurt.”

Moonbyul feels a rush of jealously when Hwasa says that, the youngest’s lips already pressing against the apex of your jaw. Your head tilting to the side to give her more room to offer you ecstasy. The oldest unrelenting takes you by the waist, grinding her front into your ass and rubbing your sensitive skin as she did. “Byul, Hyejin…” You whimper as their persistence never wore out.

Both their low and sultry voices ushering you with calming words made you break to their demands. You turn to face the oldest of the two, catching her off guard, wrapping a hand around her neck. A hot flush coating your cheeks, “If it’s to settle you both…”

Moonbyul’s lips are quick to take yours in a loving yet rough manner while Hwasa took the opportunity to strip you of your clothing, leaving your body at their mercy. Both their eyes hungrily take in your figure, excitement and arousal filling all three of you.

Moonbyul takes a step away from you to nudge at an equally dazed Hwasa. “What’s all this fighting for? I think I’d be satisfied just hearing Y/n’s glorious voice again…” She pauses to look at a smirking Hwasa. “How about we focus on giving this gorgeous woman the best time of her life.”

You gulp thickly as you watch helplessly adjust their positions, the youngest sliding behind you, her hands kneading your ass like dough, and the eldest kneeling in before you, tongue poking out hungrily. Hwasa’s lips are on the shell of your ear again as you moan softly, her movements turning rougher and rougher as the seconds pass. “I couldn’t agree more.” Her hands slither from your bottom to your tits, taking special care of your nipples as she did. Your head falls onto her shoulder as she does.

Moonbyul smirks at your spaced out expression, “To hell with settling the score then.”

With that, she dives into your center, with Hwasa muttering the dirtiest things into your ear as Moonbyul took her sweet time lapping up your center. You cry out, gripping both their heads, silently begging for more.

Short to say, they’re schedule was delayed by at least an hour, much to the dismay of the company but to your pleasure.  

a little shorter than i would have liked but i am writing this rather rushed this time 🥹 i'll do better tomorrow everyone ))): in any case, i love you all so, so much!! i hope you're all keeping safe and i will see you all tomorrow!! - r

[blu-joons]

When You Back Hug Them ~ Mamamoo Reaction

Solar:

The moment you saw Yongsun awake, you got out of the bed and came up alongside her, hugging her from behind as she began to browse her wardrobe.

The feeling of warmth brought a smile to her face as soon as she felt you there. “How did you sleep?” You asked, peering at her just past her shoulder.

“It’s nice to be home,” she immediately replied, “and sleep in my own bed again.”

“It definitely wasn’t the same without you here.”

A content sigh escaped from Yongsun as she began to pick out an outfit with you still holding onto her. “It’s never the same being away from you.”

“I had no one to hug for three weeks,” you huffed, “I even slept holding onto a pillow some nights to try and feel better.”

The corners of Yongsun’s smile turned up as soon as you spoke, “I’m back now, and you can hold onto me and cuddle up to me as much as you want to.”

“I’ll definitely take you up on that offer too.”

Moonbyul:

Your steps were silent as you found Byulyi in her studio, carefully moving around as she continued to concentrate on the software on her laptop screen.

After waiting for her eyes to look away, you grabbed onto her, quickly making her jump. “Surprise,” you laughed, sniggering at the look of shock on her face.

“What are you playing at?” She groaned, hitting against your arm, “you fool.”

“I thought I’d come and see how you were doing.”

Byulyi’s head shook back at you with a chuckle, placing one of her hands over her heart. “I was doing alright before you decided to give me a massive fright.”

“I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help myself,” you responded, “I wasn’t expecting to see you jump as much as you did though.”

Her other hand nudged against your waist as you pulled her closer into your front. “You better have something with me to make up for terrifying me like that.”

“I might have a couple of snacks lying around.”

Wheein:

Your arms moved around Wheein’s waist as soon as you came downstairs and saw her walking around the living room, catching her in your grasp.

The sudden hug from behind her made her gasp as she looked past her shoulder to see you there. “I didn’t hear you get home,” you smiled back to her.

“I thought I’d be quiet,” she laughed, “I thought that maybe you were out.”

“I was just tidying, sorting things out upstairs.”

Wheein’s frame soon rested back against yours, “I hope you were clearing the stuff from the bed because I really fancy just laying down after today.”

“That’s exactly what I was doing,” you chuckled in reply, “you were in such a rush this morning, you left the place in a right state.”

A shy smile crept onto Wheein’s face, “I would have tidied it up once I got home, but luckily for me, I’ve got you here to look after me instead of worrying about that.”

“Anything to make life a little bit easier for you.”

Hwasa:

Your head shook as Hyejin continued to shy away from you, showing her back to you so that you couldn’t see her trying her best to control her tears.

However, what she wasn’t expecting was a sudden pair of arms moving around her waist. “It’s alright,” you whispered, hugging her tightly from behind.

“I don’t even know why I’m upset,” she frowned in reply, “it’s just a lot.”

“You’ve been so stressed these past few days.”

Hyejin’s head nodded in agreement with you as she felt your chin rest against her shoulder. “I guess now it’s all just finally getting on top of me a little bit.”

“Let it all go,” you tried your best to encourage, “you know that you don’t have to pretend to be happy all the time around me.”

A hum of agreement came from Hyejin. “You’re right, if there’s anyone that I know that I can be myself around, then that person is definitely going to be you.”

“I’ll always be here for you, you know that.”

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[byulsgrease]

intercepted

(spy!au moonbyul x afab reader, ~1k words, from this req)

content: fingering, ruined orgasm but not intentionally so

“Why do you always get to drive?” pointedly moving your head to face the side of hers, shifting your body to dig your left shoulder into the back of your seat. Some stakeout you’re having tonight— you’ve been watching an unmoving hotel room door for hours now. Your limbs ache from the stillness but you’re prohibited from exiting the vehicle. Pretty basic principle in the whole “not blowing cover” situation.

“Because you’re a shit driver, that’s why,” Byulyi states with a laugh. “You’re the better shot, anyway.”

“Uh huh, and when was the last time we had a high speed chase?”

“Last week,” she deadpans.

“Exactly! I’m dying of boredom over here.” Your body teems with pent up energy, even though it’s well past midnight. You’d kill to stretch your legs. Almost enough to wish that your target would just flee on foot so you’d have the chance to run and chase her. But that would require a lot more lung capacity than you currently possess (or are willing to expend).

Your eyes continue to roam over your companion in the drivers seat. She sits upright with one hand on the wheel, impatiently fidgeting her thumb as she flits it over the dark pleather. You must let out quite the sigh because she lets out a humored rapid puff of air from her nose.

“What’re you looking at?” she poses cooly, maintaining her eye contact with the hotel door through the windshield.

“Anything but that damn door.” You can’t help but notice how her eyes flutter shut briefly, the subtle shake of her head as she laughs and rests her head in her hand, elbow of her left arm now propped up haphazardly against the drivers-side window.

“What to do with you…?” she trails off rhetorically. You dart your eyes back to the door for a split second before planting your hands on the middle console to lean over and kiss her on the cheek.

~~~

The first time you recall actually giving voice to any of this was your 4th time working together. Or maybe 5th. After so many it’s quite a drag to remember them all. But you remember the assignment, simple observation of a high profile socialite at an event they hosted.

Actually, the venue stuck out in your mind more than anything else. Lots of glass, crystal, and shiny decor far beyond anything you’d been accustomed to seeing. You’d dressed your best and so did Byulyi, standing near each other having what was supposed to look like a casual conversation on the job.

“Why do you think we always get assigned to these things together?” she asked with a lilt in her voice.

“Maybe ‘cause the higher-ups can’t deal with our unresolved tension?” you posed in a manner far too casual, cut short by your target having moved a little too close for comfort. You turned on your heel and walked swiftly in the opposite direction, suit jacket flaring out behind you in a flourish. An hor d'oeuvre sounded perfect right about now.

Byulyi realized why you moved, but remained frozen in place, stunned. “Wha— our what?” she hissed in a loud whisper as she started off after you.

You continued in your detailed observation once you stopped moving, laying out a mental map of the target as she moved around the room. Hostess duties. It would’ve been mesmerizing, her brilliant gown shimmering under the light cast from the chandelier— had you not been on assignment. But it made for a pleasant scene. You’d seen much worse.

“Tension? I’m not tense. If anything you make me tense,” Byulyi stressed quickly, jabbing a finger into the pointed shoulder of your suit jacket. You caught her drift without skipping a beat, staring straight ahead.

“Mm. But I think we know by now that you work better under pressure. So maybe the bosses are just looking out for you,” trailing off as you took a bite. “Also, I can tell you’re bluffing. So quit it,” swiping sauce with your knuckle from the corner of your smirking mouth. You met her panicked gaze with smug satisfaction and the slightest shake of your head. Any chance to poke fun at her helped these assignments feel marginally less boring.

She could berate you for this later, you both had a job to do. Although she didn’t understand how you devoted your energy to detailed observation while chewing that unceremoniously on whatever you were eating. She always got too antsy on assignment to eat, but would have subsequent lapses in judgement during high-stress situations, so you had to remind her to eat on duty regardless.

Of course, that didn’t stop Byulyi’s mind from wandering a little. She wondered if she was even allowed to catch feelings for someone who’s saved her ass more than once. Wouldn’t anyone have at least a tiny crush if their life was indebted to someone else? Encapsulated in totality by sheer admiration. She mostly put that aside for work, worried about the optics of being with a superior.

She was turning it over in her head for the tenth time when you cut in.

“Mm, I make you tense?” you questioned with your mouth half-full.

Alcohol? Byulyi thought to herself. Despite the many staff walking around with flutes of champagne on platters and an open bar, there was no way— she had been with you all night. She gave a subtle nod, wanting you to continue.

“But why?” you stressed more clearly, having finished whatever tiny bite of food you had plucked off the tray of a nearby staff.

Byulyi suddenly found it wildly difficult to meet your gaze. What was she supposed to do, admit it? You pivoted on your foot with confidence to face her, bending slightly at the knees to catch her downward gaze in yours. Stepping in closer, you pinched the lapel of her blazer, trailing a hand up the flap, stopping just around her heart. No need for spoken words to joke about her heartbeat as it pounded through her shirt against your knuckles.

“Scared?” you chuckled. “You really are tense, that’s for sure. We’ll have to work on that.”

“Mm… mhm,” Byulyi hummed affirmatively, words caught in her throat. To anyone else looking on, you may as well have been a couple sharing a moment in the ornate hall.

“There’s nothing to be afraid of. It’s just me, you know?”

She may as well have stopped breathing.

You found it endearing, elbows locked at her sides as to not envelop you in her embrace. Even having closed the distance in a breathless kiss, doing this, she managed to continually be so awkwardly uptight. Your fist involuntarily tightened against the lapel of her jacket, mentally patting yourself on the back when she gasped into your lips. You deepened the kiss automatically like a reflex, delicately bringing your fingers up to her cheek, feeling the heat build under her skin. All she did was take a hand to the curve of your waist before your mind began thinking about her hands being put to use in other ways. Never mind that she was a rookie on the job, but you could mentor her in more ways than one.

Chastising yourself for getting mildly worked up, you pulled away with whatever ounce of composure you had to spare. Byulyi’s face morphed from surprise to a dopey grin, smiling with her lips before they parted to show her teeth.

“What?” you deadpanned, playful sarcasm thick in your voice as you flattened out the creases from your shirt.

In one swift motion her fingers hooked around the back of your neck to bring her face back to yours. Finally, you thought. She learned something about the element of surprise. Although not necessarily in the context you expected. You made a mental note to rub that in later, something along the lines of how you’d been rubbing off on her. Except she stopped dead just before meeting your lips again.

Heat climbed up your throat in tandem with your heartbeat, a warm thumping overtaking your senses. The couple seconds of being face-to-face elongated into at least a couple minutes, mentally snapped back when she grinned again, mere centimeters from your face.

“Are you trying to kill me?” you murmured playfully. “I have a gun, you know.”

“Two can play at that game,” Byulyi countered, breath warm on your half-parted lips, sliding the other hand just above the holster on your waist.

“Mm, just because you have one doesn’t mean you know how to use it, newbie.”

“Guess I have a lot to learn. You’ll have to teach me sometime, won’t you?” she breathed, barely audible to anyone else, but deafening to you despite the blood pounding in your ears.

You gulped and wordlessly went back to observing the target, albeit not particularly closely from how flabbergasted she left you. The twinkling glasses of champagne being offered up by the waiters seemed particularly enticing after that ordeal, but alas. Work commands sobriety. Nothing else of note happened that night, just some close observation and an extravagant venue.

~~~

Anyway, it’s a welcome surprise when she kisses you back properly over the console. Her lips eventually attach themselves to the base of your neck, a strained complaint leaving your mouth, something about keeping her eyes on the target. Your tone isn’t particularly convincing. Your eyes flit back to the door you’re both supposed to be watching as Byulyi pulls skin between her teeth, the pleasant kind of pain that you know will leave a mark. You cradle her head, tangling a hand in her hair with an involuntary fist when she nips at your neck again.

“Ahh, how the turns have tabled,” she gloats, pulling back to her head on her palm, elbow resting on the middle console between you. “Remember back in the old days where I was scared of you?”

“Oh shut up, that’s not eve— fuck,” voice going breathy when she interrupts your response with a finger pressing in on your clit. Despite her insufferable cockiness after realizing her dumb little crush ventured into the mutual affection territory, it’s not a terrible way to kill time.

Your heels dig into the soles of your shoes as they subsequently slip against the floormat of the passenger seat, trying to push your hips up to meet her fingers. You’re trying your best not to whine or whimper too much, even though you could kill to hop over the console and have her fuck you in the drivers seat. The worst you can do is to come off as needy. But once again, you both have a task at hand, and unfortunately it’s not this.

“Now you might not wanna get too loud,” she warns, her purely overconfident smile ever-present in the tone of her voice.

“Don’t you— have a job– to do?” You manage to stutter out between pleasured breaths.

“Don’t you?” she laughs as a finger slips tantalizingly slow into your heat. Touché. Your eyes flutter shut momentarily as the back of your head digs into the headrest, hips rolling up readily into her hand. The wetness spreads up to your clit, aiding her movements.

As much as it hurts your pride to admit, there’s no denying that there’s something here. You’re suddenly flooded with thoughts of soft mornings, sultry whispers, and quiet moans enrobed in plushy bedsheets. Ugh, domesticity. If you really wanted that you wouldn’t have gotten into this line of work. Although, granted, you never expected to meet anyone quite like her on the job.

You’re getting lost in her touch now as she works you up more and more. It’s the worst when you can just hear her smirking from the little laugh that accompanies it. She lets up her pace and pressure ever so slightly, making you painfully aware of the mess you’ve created under your uniform. A groan and clasping your fingers around her wrist trapped between your body and the waistband serves as desperation enough, abandoning any sense of keeping your cool.

With this non-verbal plea you’re careening towards the edge again in no time— when she immediately yanks her hand out of your pants. She interrupts your barely formed complaint about edging with an punctuated “Oh shit.” Your eyes fly open to see that the motel room door is finally opening. You hold back from being dismayed at the absolutely terrible timing. Byul sucking on her fingers to clean them right before turning the key in the ignition makes your head spin, but you’re shaken out of it upon the rumble of the engine.

You sit up properly in the passenger seat, glaring hard at the woman who just ruined your fun as she slips into an awaiting car. Byul puts the car in gear to tail close behind as the other car pulls out of the lot.

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Her voice was even lower in the mornings.

Byul's husky tones, once commanding and stern, now crooned sweet words in your ear as you rode out your high on her fingers. The last shock wave had your body trembling, core throbbing with wetness squishing out of you as Byul slowly removed her digits.

"You 'kay?" she asked softly, pressing her body against your back. Fingers coated with slick caressing your waist. The marks from her rough handling were there; touch careless in helping you push back onto her so the thrusts could reach deeper.

"Uh-uh," you murmured against the pillow, shaking your head in denial. "You made me cum so hard."

I know. Byul didn't vocalize it, but her smugness was very clear: gripping at your skin when hearing the words, spreading the juices that remained in her hand. She certainly smirked against your neck before planting that kiss behind your ear.

"Need me to get you something? Want breakfast?"

The contrast in her tone and actions had you sighing softly.

"What time is it? I'd prefer to have lunch," you said, turning in your back to face her. Your body felt deprived of energy, so you craved a full meal instead.

"Still way too early for that." Byul had her lopsided smile while cupping your face in her hands. "What, 'thought you had lasted that long?"

"Byulyi..."

"Now that's unheard of," she whispered mockingly and then gave a peck in your pouted lips. "I'm just kidding, love. You did so well..."

She wasn't lying, though. But you blamed her for never being able to hold out your climax. Byul pushed the right buttons and loved the way you came undone under her, proud of her handiwork with your body.

"... so, so pretty for me."

And you, particularly, loved how she quickly would give up on teasing you. Byul was way too mesmerized by you to keep her jokes going, eyes moving like they wanted to own your entire being.

"Breakfast, then," you said, taking pleasure in awakening her from her daze. "Will you bring it here?"

"Hm. I guess you deserve breakfast in bed today." Byul spoke unaffectedly, sizing up your body one last time before getting up.

You attentively watched until she turned the corner after passing the doorframe, heading for the kitchen. Byul's large clothes always piqued an extra curiosity for what hid beneath, no matter how much you had explored her body already.

"Byul-ah?" you shouted. "Bring some water too, please?"

You cleared your throat, surprised at how dry it suddenly became.

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a/n: it's been a while 👀 it's short and not a lot but I hope you liked it.

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Moonbyul as Your GF

A/N: Hello to my lovely guys, girls, and non-binary pearls! Sorry for the late post - I haven't been feeling fantastic of late. I hope your week went well, and I hope you're looking forward to relaxing and enjoying your weekend! ❤️

Also, we hit 800 followers a couple days ago and I am so shook and thankful like?!? I started this blog almost a year ago and never in my wildest dreams did I imagine I'd ever hit a milestone like that. Thank you, truly, for sticking with me and enjoying the content I put out. I promise you that I have so much good stuff planned, you just need to give me a bit more time to show you all what I've been working on. 😉💞 aka the Avengers series is like five chapters from being done and then I can start making spoilers

Anyways, if you like fics like this, then you should check out my Masterlist!

TW: Mention of food

- Isn’t the biggest fan of PDA unless she’s super jealous of somebody else

- Then she has a hand wrapped around your waist, and she’s pulled you to her side

- Whenever she sees you, Moonbyul is immediately in a good mood because you always manage to make her day better.

- Gift giving is her love language, and she’ll literally melt for you if you give her a gift.

- She can be flirty and greasy, but she also has super sweet moments as well.

- Like, she’ll wake up and make you breakfast if you’re having an off-day or if you don’t feel well

- Or she’ll invite you to go out on a date with her if you need a distraction for a little bit

- Moonbyul encourages you in much subtler ways than most

- She’ll give you back massages if you’re spending all day studying, or she’ll place snacks next to you so you remember to eat

- She also writes cute little notes that always make your day so much brighter because of how sweet they are.

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Calling them Mommy in public (m)

Dom!Mamamoo ✦ Sub!Fem!Reader

WARNING—suggestive content ✦ relationship au ✦ titles/ pet names ✦ tiny part with degradation ✦ mentions of multiple kinks and sexual acts

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[A/N.] this is the first dom!idol thing i've ever written but it's bc i was comfortable writing this abt mmm (and maybe other women too in the future). idk if i would consider myself a switch since i’ve only dommed b4… but my biggest kink is women in power and so the idea of another women being i power doesn’t sound so bad— kwon eunbi and megan thee stallion can do anything to me and i’m ok w/ that.

i’m sry if this is shit but, again, this is the first time i’ve ever written anything dom!idol x sub!reader hehe😅

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김용선 (𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑟)

Damn, I picked the wrong GIF for this reaction but Yongsun just looks so damn badass, powerful in this performance— She is the leader of her group and she tends to take that role in her friend groups so she has been called mommy by others in the past — which she’d never had a huge reaction to before. However, hearing you call her that will make her feel flustered, especially if you do it in public. She just wouldn’t know how to react so she’d just giggle at the situation and try to escape it, blushing.

"Hope it tastes well, Mommy.”

She choked on her food, “Wh— What? Haha.”

She giggled with a hand in front of her mouth both to hide her chewing and part of her blush.

Afterwards, she’d think about how you called her by that title in public as if it were nothing and she’d come up with so many ways she could’ve reacted, regretting everything. But she’s optimistic so she’d just show you how much she enjoyed it by expressing her contentment through words on the ride home or by expressing how turned on she got once you’re at home. Anyway, she’s make sure you knew she appreciated it and she’d tell you to call her that in the future — doesn’t matter how many times it’s happened, she’ll always blush a bit<3

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문별이 (𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑏𝑦𝑢𝑙)

I can’t decide between whether she’d become really embarrassed and walk away (lol) or if she’d smirk and flirt with you. Anyway, Byulyi doesn't care for titles and thinks they aren't necessary and rather can be bad as they can put people into certain boxes or categories. Don't get her wrong, she doesn't mind being called Mommy at all, it's just that she prefers not having any title. When it comes to you calling her Mommy in public, she'd 1. be so embarrassed and walk away with a blush on her face because she's shy about that stuff 2. act all dom and confident (but still prefers not having titles in bed)

Ver. 1:

"Damn, Mama."

Her face turned beet red so she hid it in her arms, wondering how you can be so bashful sometimes.

Ver. 2:

“Thanks Mommy.”

“You’re welcome, Princess,” she giggled, wrapping her arm around your waist, holding her chin up high, feeling herself.

Call her that when you’re alone, and only occasionally because she prefers hearing you say her name more than a title. Don’t call her the d-word. Fans have called her ‘oppa’ in the past and she’s said that although she doesn’t conform to gender stereotypes she is a woman and doesn’t like being called a man. In conclusion, don’t call her d-word ever, and if you want to call her Mommy, don’t use it all the time since it can make her feel uncomfortable (feeling like she has to play a role, not be herself). She is either really OK with you calling her Mommy in front of others because it makes her confident to show others her dominance OR she gets really embarrassed and wants to leave the face of Earth. Anyway, don’t overuse the title/ pet name!

✦... ✦ ...✦✦

정휘인 (𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏)

Cocky as fuck. You already call her Mommy in bed but if you did it in public, all shameless, she'd be feeling herself, maybe go as far as calling herself Mommy in third person. And she’d do it in an condescending way, like with a tone you’d use for someone below you, patting your head like you’d do to a puppy, calling you her slut when she whispers in your ear.

“I forgot my wallet, can you buy me this? Please, Momma?” you tried to convince her.

"Hmm… Momma wants a hug first, Babygirl," she pouted at you and held her arms out, smiling brightly at you when you hugged her.

“Good slut,” she whispered so only you could hear, then proceeded to place an innocent kiss under your ear.

Call her more kinky shit outside of home more often! You bet your ass she’ll fuck you so well when you get home, worshipping your body and making you cum over and over until you can’t take it anymore.

✦✦... ✦ ...✦

안혜진 (ℎ𝑤𝑎 𝑠𝑎)

She would smirk and wink and the whole deal. In fact, I think she’d be comfortable enough to whisper dirty shit in your ear. Telling you she loves hearing you call her that, and that you shouldn’t address her as anything else, or it could go the other way and she’d tell you she’d punish you if you continued acting naughty.

Ver. 1:

“Okay, Mami.”

She smirked, leaning closer to you, “Don’t call me anything else, alright, Baby?”

Ver. 2:

"Damn, Mami, you look so good.”

"Behave unless you want to be punished," she raised a brow at you.

Shit, maybe she’d make you call her Mami everywhere (with exceptions, of course). And she’d both act all wholesome and cute, buying you gifts when you call her Mami in public or sexual, introducing public play (assuming you hadn’t done that together before) like using remote-controlled vibrators when you’re shopping at a mall.

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❝ You might say, that I'm no good

I wouldn't trust your looks, baby, if I could

I got so many, things I wanna do, before I'm through ❞

—janet damita jo jackson; 1987

[tzuuyou]

Taking Care of You ~ Moonbyul x Fem Reader

Tw// sick

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The weekend before Byul-yi's comeback, she had been spending her time in the dance studio perfecting her choreography to the point of almost passing out. Y/n, Byul's girlfriend, had been stressing alongside Byul but for totally opposite reasons. She had been freaking out about Byul's health and lack of eating and sleeping she had been doing in preparation for her comeback.

Y/n walked into their shared apartment after a long day of work expecting to see Byul ok her way out, but instead Byul was on the couch with tissues everywhere and a small bag beside her. She looked horrible.

"Baby!" Y/n covered her mouth with a gasp. "Are you alright? What's wrong? Do you have a fever?" Y/n rambled as she placed the back of her hand on her girlfriend's forehead, trailing it down to her cheek and neck to check her temperature.

"no I don't feel good" the woman pouted. Her body slumped on the sofa, and her skin was paler than usual.

Y/n sighed upon responding, "it's because you were neglecting your health Byul."

Byul-yi opened her mouth to speak only to be shut down by y/n the minute she mustered out a word, "no. You need rest. Let's move you to the bedroom so that you get better sleep" y/n said softly and she gently helped her girlfriend sit up.

"but I don't want you to get sick" Byul-yi frowned hating the fact that her girlfriend had to take care of her.

"then we'll be sick together, but I don't want you to be alone" y/n stated. Byul didn't even try to argue with the stubborn woman knowing she'd lose considering she was a lawyer in training.

Y/n spent the evening making her mother's homemade soup that usually helped her and her siblings feel better the next day, along with some herb tea and lots of water. She was no doctor, but she knew Byul was probably just lacking nutrients.

In the middle of the night, Byul started running a fever once again, that caused her to act like a baby filling her girlfriend's ears with whining. "Byul you'll just have to let the Tylenol kick in" y/n groaned trying not to get to frustrated with her. She sat beside Byul dabbing a cold damp towel over her forehead to try and reduce the fever.

Y/n hated seeing her sick and in pain, doing everything she could to help her fall back asleep so that she could sleep it out. "You'll get better soon" y/n planted a small kiss on Byul's lips. She knew how important this comeback was for Byul, and so if it meant a sleepless night to nurse her back to health, then so be it.

~

"Good morning, baby" Byul yawned stretching her arms out of front of her. She looked better than yesterday, more alive and cheerful. Whilst y/n had lack of sleep and aches in her body from sitting up nearly all night.

"ugh, I'm so tired" the woman spoke groggily. Byul felt empathetic over the fact that y/n nursed her back to health the whole day and forgot to take care of herself. "Today we'll both rest, okay?" Byul suggested and y/n was all in on that suggestion.

As y/n was about to doze off into a deep sleep, Byul leaned down connecting their lips into a passionate kiss before pulling away and looking into y/n's dark brown eyes. "What was that for?" Y/n whispered.

"thank you for taking care of me. I don't know what I would have done without you" Byul confessed earning a small grin from y/n. "Anytime baby."

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