#nct + 5sos

[nayuswifee]

⇾𝙱𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙼𝚊𝚗

sinopse: Depois que você entrou por aquelas portas, tudo mudou e Jungwoo mudaria completamente para estar ao seu lado.

avisos: menção a cigarro; menção a relações sexuais; um palavrãozinho; jungwoo namoradinho :)

notas: JUMPSCARE!!! tô voltandinho gnt, resolvi aparecer com esse aq só pq a sunzinha tava querendo ler e tá pronto a mt tempo, dps eu explico pq meu sumiço demorou mais q o esperado☝️ boa leitura :)

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𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶

𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴, 𝘪 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳

𝘪'𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦

𝘪'𝘮 𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘯

Jungowoo estava com a cabeça deitada nas suas coxas, recebia um cafune gostoso nos cabelos platinados vindo de você e podia jurar que não existia melhor lugar no mundo para se estar.

A chuva do lado de fora era intensa, conseguia ver a água bater fortemente contra janela, mas o volume - relativamente alto - vindo da TV abafava os sons de fora do apartamento. O Jung se sentia seguro, sentia que estar com você foi a melhor decisão que poderia ter tomado.

O filme que passava na tela era completamente desinteressante para o garoto deitado em você, mas ele toparia qualquer coisa se isso significasse estar do seu lado. Era difícil para ele explicar como ou porquê tudo isso começou, ele apenas sabia que precisava de você por perto e sabia muito bem que você era a mudança que ele precisava na vida.

Para Jungwoo era engraçado pensar que a algum tempo atrás, em uma noite de sexta, ele não perderia a chance de estar no clube mais badalado da cidade, fumando qualquer merda e saindo de lá as quinze pras três da manhã com uma qualquer.

Depois que você resolveu aparecer no mesmo clube, tudo mudou. Na primeira vez em que você passou pela portas do lugar, Jung sentiu o coração parar e percebeu que estava ferrado.

E então, suas idas passaram a ser frequentes, praticamente todo final de semana você aparecia com o mesmo grupo de amigas, sempre roubando a atenção do mais velho pra si sem nem perceber.

Depois de um tempo, você também reparou nele é claro, Jungwoo sempre foi atraente, porém não tinha uma boa impressão dele no começo, o garoto tinha uma certa fama nada legal ao seu ver. Sempre com um cigarro entre os dedos, rodando o local e cumprimentando a todos como se fosse prefeito, era impossível ver ele sair desacompanhado no final da noite e era óbvio o que ele estava indo fazer com a "sortuda".

Até o dia que o coreano tomou coragem e foi falar com você, ele podia jurar que desmaiaria a qualquer momento de tanta ansiedade. Era estranho já que nunca tinha ficado assim antes - principalmente por alguém que ele se quer conhecia -. Afirmava pra si mesmo que sua presença o deixava desnorteado, seu perfume o deixava tonto, completamente hipnotizado no jeito tão natural que seu quadril balançava quando a via andar. Você iluminava o habiente com um brilho natural, como se fosse uma estrela ou qualquer coisa parecida, ele jurava ter enlouquecido.

As tentativas de Jung foram falhas, você não deu muita bola pra ele e pela primeira vez ele voltou pra casa sozinho. Não era capaz de te tirar da cabeça.

Nas idas seguintes ao clube, ele também voltava desacompanhado, pensativo. Tudo que estava acostumado a fazer antes parou de fazer sentido. Não via mais graça em sair com alguma garota aleatória e no dia seguinte acordar cedo e sair de fininho sem explicações, sem compromisso. Não via mais graça em estar sempre com uma rodinha diferente de amigos, parou pra perceber que não pertencia de fato a nenhum desses grupos.

Demorou pra ele "te conquistar", ele percebeu que precisaria agir diferente. Ele queria mudar, depois de perceber que a vida que ele levava não fazia mais sentido, queria mudar por ele e por você.

Hoje em dia, depois de finalmente se permitir sentir por outro alguém, criar laços, ele não trocaria isso por nada. Estar em seus braços é sinônimo de lar pra ele, jura que morreria pelo seu amor, morreria para passar e eternidade ao seu lado.

Jungwoo se tornou uma pessoa doce e carinhosa, até mais empática, sem perder aquele charme malandrinho. Quem o visse agora ficaria surpreso e ele se sente orgulhoso, você o tornou um homem melhor, a única que poderia o tornar melhor, mas sem fazer absolutamente nada, foi tudo vindo dele.

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[xanticore]

Writing with me

I wanna start off by saying thank you for taking the time to read this! This is a very important read if you wanna interact with me and send requests. Please pay attention to these post! <33

I will be writing for some fandoms, I know well enough. Here are some rules you guys must follow before requesting any fics with me.

❥ When requesting smut , I will be doing a certain extent. My content will tend to be graphic and dark so if you're not comfortable reading some of them please be mindful of the warnings in the beginning of the post. Kpop Idols will not have dark smut. All smut and angst post will have warnings!

examples of dark smut I write: somno, cnc, bdsm, etc.

❥ Since I write the things I write , I will always have a mdni on my blog post. If you're a minor and come across it , I don't control what you see / read. I gave all the warnings before.

❥ When requesting smut , please be mindful of the things I won't write.

examples of things I won't write : scat play, pedophilia, odd age gaps, anal, feet fetish,sa, etc.

❥ Be mindful, and don't send me ask about a certain fic. I'm writing everything at my own pace in which I'm comfortable in. I don't want to burn myself out. Please have patience with me in writing your request. I see them and I will get to them!

Who will I write for?

Here's the list below. It's categorized and separated into different genres and fields. If you don't see anyone that's not on this list , don't hesitate to ask if I can write them. ( Mainly for kpop fics and Marvel )

list updated : oct 4 2024

❥ KPOP

Bts

Seventeen

Nct / WayV ( Wish excluded )

Txt

Riize

Exo

Enhypen

Ateez

Stray Kids

❥ ROCKSTARS

Metallica

Guns N' Roses

Type O Negative

Led Zeppelin

5SOS

Korn

Ville Valo

Ozzy Osbourne

Slipknot

Ghost

Atsushi Sakurai

❥ ACTORS ( im obsessed rn dont mind me )

Hugh Jackman

Pedro Pascal

Christian Bale

Johnny Depp

Mads Mikkelsen

❥ TV & MOVIE CHARACTERS

STRANGER THINGS

Billy Hargrove

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Jonathan Byers

HANNIBAL

Hannibal Lecter

Will Graham

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE

Louis De Pointe De Lioncourt

Lestat De Lioncourt

Armand

I can do both versions. The tv show and the movie. Be descriptive of which you want when requesting.

MARVEL UNIVERSE

Tony Stark ; Iron Man

Peter Parker ; Spider Man

Dr. Stephen Strange

Wade Wilson ; Deadpool

Logan Howlett ; Wolverine

Miguel O'Hara ; Spider Man 2099

Hobie Brown ; Spider Punk

Steve Rodgers ; Capt America

Remy Le Beau ; Gambit

This is the end of my post. I hope you respect the rules that are written. If you have any questions, please send via dm or ask box.

( funny asks are welcome as well! interact with me )

Also , leave comments if you can on any of the fics I write! I wanna know your guys thoughts and feedback.

Xanti Out <33

[shawolsos]

those songs that you rediscover every few months and listen to on repeat until you forget about them again >>>>>>>>

[amaiitastic]

Intro

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ just a girl living in a girl world !¡

— This blog is purely my hyper fixations and anything else to match ૮ . . ྀིა⁩

໒꒰ྀི ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ྀི১ Hi hi! I am Isabella || she/her || 2003

I don’t actually know what to write about myself now that I am trying to.

Music: my chem, fall out boy, pierce the veil, sleeping with sirens, oasis, 5 seconds of summer, one ok rock, Andy biersack, nofx, paramore, the cranberries, the all american rejects, the 1975, marina, linkin park, system of a down, story of the year, weezer, jack off jill, taking back sunday, asking alexandria, one direction, zedd, joji, senses fail, saves the day, blur, narrow head

Media:

Movies/shows: love rosie, love actually, derry girls, skins uk, harry potter, hunger games, how I met your mother, brooklyn 999, daisy jones and the six, ouran high host club, invader zim, adventure time, gravity falls, black phone, ghibli, friday the 13th, supernatural, buffy the vampire hunter, lord of the rings

Youtube(?): brittany broski, nikki carreon, stephanie soo, mina le, bailey sarian, itzkeisha, film cooper, finn mckenty, trixie mattel, good mythical morning, smosh, daniel howell

Books: for the wolf, filthy rich vampire, twilight, Anita Blake vampire hunter series, great gatsby, unholyverse, lord of the rings

Randoms: going to Vegas for wwwy, avid soy milk enjoyer, caffeine addict, love making wearing candy, writing a book/books, love Man U, trying to move abroad to the uk for awhile, I found mcr at too early of an age and turned myself into Gerard. I’m sure there is plenty more. I love to yap and making friends! My pms are open! ૮ • ﻌ - ა

Socials:

Tiktok: amaitastic

Airbus: dizzyiz

Ig: grand.theft.autumn

Pinterest: amaiitastic

Bye bye!!

[chaeyoungs-juul]

happy 7th birthday to this account

so apparently i’ve had this account for 7 years now wtf?????

how has time went that fast.

anyway, i bought some new albums. bought:

paramore - this is why

5SOS - 5SOS5

you me at six - truth decay (signed)

twice - ready to be

TXT - temptation (daydream version)

RM - indigo 

NCT 127 - 2 baddies 

[moondvncer]

okay for the series "I'm just a girl", it's 2:30 am, spotify's shuffle decided it's time to listen to teeth by 5sos, I think about that very specific nct yuta edit, and now I can't sleep because I was supposed to write an illegal street racer yuta × lawyer y/n au and then I never did and it's still haunting my brain

[cheolhub]

STAWWPPP U WERE A 5SOS GIRLIE?? WHO WAS UR FAV -dead plant

dude since like… 2012 🤓 IVE ALWAYS BEEN A CALUM GIRLIE !! i also liked ash for a brief period then he started showing his feet too much and i was like 🤣🤣🤣 no

[demonlullaby]

Top songs - March 2023

Never in vain - LUCY

SET ME FREE - TWICE

BLAME IT ON ME - TWICE

GOT THE THRILLS - TWICE

Not a friend - Sorn

P.O.W! (Play on the world) - Cherry Bullet

Beautiful night - Gaho

Black sheep - Palaye Royale

Youngblood - 5sos

Heartbreak feels so good - Fall Out Boy

So much (for) stardust - Fall Out Boy

Just a dancer - Sunye

SET ME FREE (ENG) - TWICE

Fix you - TAN

Flu game - Fall Out Boy

I am my own muse - Fall Out Boy

The kintsugi kid (Ten years) - Fall Out Boy

Best friend ever - NCT DREAM

Ditto - NewJeans

Love me like this - NMIXX

No parachute - ONEW

O (Circle) - ONEW

Miracle - Calvin Harris ft. Ellie Goulding

Queen - Cherry Bullet

Whistle like that - Cherry Bullet

Crazy like you - CHUNGHA ft. BIBI

VISION - Dreamcatcher

Hold me like a grudge - Fall Out Boy

Love from the other side - Fall Out Boy

What a time to be alive - Fall Out Boy

Everybody hates me - GAYLE

NO THANKS - Hyolyn

Kitsch - IVE

Numb - Linkin Park

Stand out fit in - ONE OK ROCK

Walk with you - ONEW

Ponzona - PURPLE KISS

ADDICT - SUNMI

LOSER=LOVER - TXT

Sugar rush ride - TXT

LAST WALTZ - TWICE

Change - GIDLE

LION - GIDLE

Maybe - GIDLE

MOON - GIDLE

Nxde - GIDLE

Atlantis - A.C.E

Turbulence - ATEEZ

Twilight - ATEEZ

Addicted - BAEKHYUN

[ablueboombox-be]

looking for mutuals of multiple fandoms

hello people, I am looking for more content on my tl, so if u like any of these like or rb !!

EXO

NCT (U, 127, Dream + WayV)

Stray Kids

Blackpink

SF9

Seventeen

The Boyz

ITZY

Golden Child

UP10TION

Somi

CIX

TXT

Treasure

..............

I also love Harry Potter, Marvel and 5 Seconds Of Summer , Outer Banks, FRIENDS, Stranger Things and much more !! + I have a get to know me post if u wanna know more :p my dm’s are open if u wanna talk !

check out my other social media accs (where i tend to be even more active :p): twitter | instagram | youtube

I’m gonna rb this again cuz I’m always looking for new content on my tl, and ofc my DM’s are always open !

Like or Reblog if u wanna follow eacholder or post about these things !

[nayuswifee]

↠ωσkє υρ ıη jαραη

sinopse: Yuta acordou naquele apartamento com um imenso vazio no peito, com flashes da noite passada vagando em sua mente, juntando forças pra se manter de pé e achar um jeito de te achar de novo.

avisos: sugestivo?; menção a álcool; menção a outros membros e acho q só

notas: desculpa mas eu precisei colocar o Yuta com essa msc, espero q gostem!!

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𝘪 𝘸𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘫𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘯

𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘸

𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘺

Yuta acordou no sofá daquele apartamento de hotel, usando apenas a calça que usava na noite anterior e uma meia em só um dos pés. A cabeça latejava e os músculos doíam tanto que era difícil se mecher, suas costas ardiam como nunca. A claridade era incomoda aos olhos do japonês... Por que estava tão claro? Que horas são? A pergunta vagava na mente do garoto enquanto olhava ao redor da sala, esta que estava uma bagunça. Havia copos plásticos pra tudo que era canto, garrafas vazias espalhadas, bitucas de cigarro pelo chão e o Nakamoto estava preocupado com o que mais acharia se procurasse.

Yuta resolveu levantar, precisava achar algo que fizesse a cabeça doer menos. O apartamento era grande e os cômodo largos, sentia que precisava de muito esforço para atravessá-lo mas fez mesmo assim. Passou pelo quarto onde viu Johnny dormindo na cama, estava com uma das pernas totalmente fora dela, com certeza acordaria dolorido.

Ao chegar no banheiro, encontra Mark dormindo dentro da banheira, era uma cena um tanto quanto engraçada, lembraria de zoar o amigo mais tarde.

O japonês se vira para a pia, lava o rosto rapidamente e se olha no espelho, estava péssimo. Olheiras fundas ao redor dos olhos, um olhar cansado e sua expressão marcada com um leve desgosto, qualquer um perceberia que estava de ressaca. Ao reparar mais no próprio corpo, Yuta percebeu marcas roxas ao redor do pescoço, outras mais avermelhadas e leves mordidas, com certeza o arder nas costas vinham de arranhões e ele sabia exatamente quem os fez.

Abaixou-se levemente e abriu o armário da pia, rezando pra encontrar qualquer remédio para a dor, claro que não encontrou, estava em um hotel, não em sua própria casa.

Voltou para a sala e deitou novamente no sofá, ainda estava meio perdido, sentia um imenso vazio no peito, apesar de estar com seus melhores amigos no apartamento, sentia-se solitário, não estava triste mas sentia falta de algo dentro de si. E ao pensar mais, as memórias da noite anterior voltavam aos poucos.

A música estava alta no apartamento, vários corpos se espremiam para se movimentar no espaço. O ambiente cheirava a suor, álcool e qualquer coisa que o pessoal estivesse fumando. As luzes piscavam em verde neon, apesar das cortinas fechadas, qualquer um que passasse veria a luz que fugia por baixo delas.

O Nakamoto estava preocupado, não era uma ideia tão boa assim fazer uma festa dessas em um hotel, principalmente um hotel de luxo no centro de Tóquio - tal qual se encontrava -, pagariam caro por qualquer coisa que saísse muito do controle. O garoto não queria se preocupar tanto assim, fizeram a festa pra relaxar não é?

Levantou do sofá e partiu rumo a cozinha, encheu o um copo até a metade com vodca e completou com energético. Era um tanto quanto ridículo: estar bebendo uma vodca qualquer em um apartamento lotado de pessoas como se fosse um adolescente achando que isso era viver.

Voltou para sala em passos lentos, andava com cuidado, não queria tropeçar em ninguém. Olhou em volta novamente, até que foca os olhos em você.

O japonês estava intrigado, nunca tinha a visto antes mas sentia uma estranha sensação de te conhecer, como se a tivesse visto em algum sonho ou coisa parecida. Era estranho, quer dizer, estava admirado com tamanha beleza mas confuso, como foi capaz de não ter reparado em você antes? e como estava na festa? algum dos meninos te conhecia?

Não importava agora, iria até você.

Continuou a andar em passos calmos mas não tirava os olhos de você, não conseguia. Estava completamente enfeitiçado e não sabia explicar o porque.

Você logo percebeu a presença do japonês - já tinha percebido o olhar sob você antes dele chegar é claro, o garoto não era lá tão discreto - se virando e ficando cara a cara com o tal.

– Por quê eu sinto que te conheço de algum lugar? – Ele a pergunta a analisando de cima a baixo, ficando levemente encantado com a mini saia que você usava.

Você o segura pelo queixo levantando a cabeça do mesmo, o obrigando a olhar em seus olhos "Eu não sei, mas você também me parece familiar", Yuta riu de canto, não poderia mentir, gostou do ato, gostou até demais e você gostou da atenção do garoto.

O sentimento que pairava sob o Nakamoto a atingiu também, de onde poderia o conhecer? Também não importava agora, tinha outros planos em mente.

– Não me enrola, se quer algo é melhor falar agora. – O pegou de surpresa, mas ele precisava admitir amou sua ousadia, tinha personalidade forte, o tipo dele digamos.

Em questão de segundos já estavam no banheiro da suíte, se quer se lembrava de quando o garoto a colocou na bancada do banheiro. Seus braços pelos ombros do maior enquanto ele mantinha ambas as mãos na sua cintura, segurava firme e a puxava pra perto colando os corpos, como se tivesse medo que você fugisse. O beijo era apressado como se não tivessem tempo, as respirações se misturavam, não queriam que o momento acabasse.

Yuta rezava pra que tivesse outro banheiro no apartamento porque tinha certeza não sairiam de lá tão cedo.

E em minutos já estavam ambos sem suas respectivas roupas, se entregando um ao outro. Nakamoto agora estava sentado na privada, você por cima enquanto o mesmo marcava seu pescoço e as mãos no seu quadril instigando a rebolar mais rápido. Suas unhas não descolavam das costas do mais velho.

Horas depois já haviam voltado pra festa, dançavam e bebiam até não poder mais.

Foi uma noite interessante precisava admitir - só não sabia onde tudo tinha desandado e como acabou sem blusa e só com uma das meias -, você não sairia da cabeça do rapaz tão cedo e esse era o provável motivo da dor de cabeça tão forte. Ele queria te encontrar de novo, precisava na verdade, sentia uma necessidade absurda de te ter em mãos, te sentir, tocar, beijar e fazer o quer que quisesse no momento.

Yuta sempre foi uma pessoa intensa, gostava de viver ao máximo e esse estranho vazio no peito tinha o deixado sem chão, achava que se a tivesse de novo o sentimento estranho passaria e era melhor que estivesse certo, pois nunca seria capaz de esquecer o que aconteceu no apartamento 304.

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[shuafiles]

hey hey i was listening boyfriend by justin bieber and thought of this

friend!nct dream texts when reader likes someone but the members see him being mean to reader???

nct dream texts: they see you being treated badly

A/N | this just took me back to my 5sos phase so some of are also inspired by heartbreak girl (and by your request ofc!)

[nczennie]

easier.

Pairing: Reader x NCT's Jeno AU: Established toxic relationship Genre: Smut (18+ only) ♫: Easier - 5sos Preview: He doesn't think he can live without you but he doesn't think he can stand to live with you either. Words: 2.5k *warnings under cut

Warnings: Smut scene (unprotected penetrative sex, oral f. receiving, some slight spanking)

Jeno has always heard there is a fine line between love and hate. And right now as he stares at you across from the apartment, laughing with your friends, he believes it's true.

It was only hours before you were both screaming at each other, arguing over something so miniscule he doesn't even remember. It had ended with you leaving your shared home claiming it was over; yet you came back an hour later and proceeded to get ready, neither of you acknowledging what happened.

This cycle has been going on for months now. A toxic circle of hatred and love all tangled together that neither of you could tell the difference anymore.

You and Jeno were high school sweethearts; innocent and sweet love. He was your first kiss, first relationship, first love, and you were his. The pair of you claimed to be so in love that you followed him to his dream university, even declining an offer to study abroad in the country you always dreamed of visiting. Maybe that's why you hate him so much, Jeno thinks as he fills his cup in the kitchen. Too distracted by his thoughts to even enjoy the party, even though it was to celebrate him. He continues to think back to high school, how much he loved you. And now you both were weeks away from graduating university and so much as changed.

Maybe we shouldn't have moved in together, he thinks trying his best to recall when this growing annoyance has started. It seemed like an amazing idea all those months ago to get an apartment together for your last semester of school. But now you're both stuck here living together until the lease is up. Maybe that's when you'll be over too, the relationship ending with the lease as if some sort of contract. Is that what you want? Jeno thinks to himself, yet just like all the other times he doesn't know. He doesn't think he can live without you but he doesn't think he can stand to live with you either. Maybe we can work it out.

Maybe, maybe, maybe. That's all that ever fills Jeno's mind when he thinks about you now. Trying to see what was wrong in the past, trying to see what will happen in the future. He isn't sure what to think anymore.

"What are you doing in here all alone?!" Jeno nearly jumps as the voice of his best friend booms in the kitchen. He merely lifts his cup up, as if showing Jaemin he was filling it. Jaemin throws his arm over his shoulder, "Dude, this party is for your birthday, why are you hiding in the kitchen?" He doesn't want to tell him he's hiding from you, from the growing hatred he feels in his chest when he sees you. From the softness that follows when he sees your smile, making him forget the feeling in the first place.

But Jaemin doesn't wait for an answer, only dragging him back into the living room where people linger and dance to the booming music. "Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Jaemin whispers in his ear causing his eyebrows to furrow. He nods his head to the side and Jeno smirks when he realizes he's referring to Haechan's sister. Jaemin has been crushing on Haechan's sister for years now but has refrained from taking action in fear of how their friend will react. But now she's at the party dancing wearing a dress that causes Jaemin to blush.

Jeno chuckles, "Why don't you ask her to dance?" Jaemin scoffs. "With Haechan lingering around, no thanks." Jeno shrugs, "Someone else might just do it then, especially if she's looking as good as that." Jaemin only nods in agreement, both of the friends taking in how she looks.

After taking her in, his eye move across the room, looking at the guests who have arrived since he was in the kitchen. His gaze continues to move across the room until he meets yours.

You're stood in the corner with a couple of your close friends but as even as they talk your eyes are on him. Your jaw is clenched, your stare speaking more than words. Jeno knows right away you saw him looking at Haechan's sister, obviously not pleased with how he was appreciating her. He rolls his eyes, not even hiding the movement from you. Earlier you were claiming to leave him and now you were mad at him for looking at another girl.

He turns, eager to escape your gaze, making his way around the crowded room. The music is pounding and the lights are dimmed making his head start to ache. Jeno craves just a moment of silence so he moves to the hallway, moving past a couple making out to get into his room. Your shared room.

Chugging the rest of his drink, he puts the empty solo cup on the dresser before moving to sit on the edge of the bed letting out a frustrated sigh.

The door to the room opens and he looks on as you make your way into the room, shutting it behind you. You don't make an effort to move, merely standing in front of the entry staring at him and he leans back onto one arm on the bed, feet still planted firmly on the ground. Jeno glares back at you, taking in your figure which looks more like a shadow with the only light in the room being the glowing blue leds hanging around the ceiling. "I came in here to be alone, you know." he finally speaks out as you slowly move to make your way over to him. "Everyone is here to celebrate you, isn't it rude of you to be hiding away from them." You reply and Jeno bites his tongue, wanting to voice it's you he's hiding from not them.

"I just needed a moment." he murmurs instead which causes you to let out a scoff, "What? A moment away from enjoying Haechan's sister?"

His chest rumbles with annoyance, you've known as long as him that Jaemin has eyes for her not him, but lately both of you have been finding any reason to pick fights with each other. "Is that seriously why you came in here to bother me? Because you thought I was checking someone else out?" He listens as a humorless laugh leaves you, "Because my boyfriend is obviously eyeing some other girl in our own home? They noticed you know, my friends. They saw you, do you know how humiliating that is?" Your voice rises with every word.

Throwing his head back Jeno groans, "Do we really have to do this now? All our friends are here, let's just work it out in the morning."

You finally move the rest of the distance to stand in between his open thighs. Jeno lets his eyes to linger on your bare thighs, move upward to take in the tight dress your wearing; it's his favorite dress, he picked it out more than a year ago. He eyes move up to eventually meet your gaze and he can't help the jump of his heart, not matter what he feels he will never not think you are the most gorgeous person he has ever met.

"I'm sorry," you whisper and he swallows. "It's fine," he mumbles back because right now it's so hard to blame you because he finds you so beautiful.

Jeno sucks in a breath as you suddenly move to straddle his waist, the skirt of your dress moving to scrunch up on your upper thighs. He stays leaning back on his arms, merely watching as you study him. Reaching up, you run one of your hands through his dark har, "I just wanted you to have a nice birthday," you whisper to him and he would laugh in annoyance if he wasn't currently so captivated by you.

Instead he leans forward, lips almost brushing yours, "You can still make it nice for me," he mumbles causing you to smirk. Your eyes take in his face for a second before moving in to push your lips against his. The two of you kiss with fever, it's sloppy and filled with lust. Gone are the days where kisses meant something other than fucking. There is no love in your kisses anymore, just a toxic passion and lots of tongue.

You break from the kiss with a bite of his lip, pulling on it as you pull away from him. Jeno leans back on his forearms, attempting to catch his breath as he keeps his eyes on you. Your breath is just as unsteady as his and his eyes bounce along your face as a smirk grows on your lips. "Let me sit on your face." Speaking out to him, a scoff leaves him but doesn't match the smirk the joins his mouth as well. He leans back the rest of the way, laying flat on the bed, throwing his arms above his head, "C'mon well."

Taking a moment to stand, you shimmy out of your lace underwear, hiking the skirt of the dress over your stomach. You move back over Jeno, placing your knees on either side of your head before slowly dropping your cunt onto his mouth.

He accepts your eagerly, hands wrapping around your thighs to pull you closer to him, tongue reaching out to meet you. You let out a shaky breath, eyes rolling closed has he sucks hungrily on your clit before lapping his tongue over you like you're his favorite meal.

The wet slurping he makes can barely be heard over the loud music from the living area but it turns you on even further. Leaning forward, you place your hands on the bed in order to steady yourself. Grinding down with a moan, you move in order to perfectly rub your clit over the tip of his nose. He lets you move on top of him, his tongue licking messily over your juices, dripping over his chin.

His hands move from your thighs up to grasp the meat of your ass, pushing you to move faster against his face as your moans become louder.

Jeno swings his hand back slightly in order to leave a slap on your ass, the slight pain making your jerk but the whine leaving your mouths only makes him repeat his actions.

He can easily tell you're close to your finish as you become whinier, movements becoming uneven. Grabbing your thighs once more, his strong grip makes you hold still. He moves his mouth to your clit once more, sucking and tongue flicking over it in such a manner your legs start to shake.

Your hands grab the sheets till your knuckles are white. You cum hard, biting your lips still don't mask your cries of ecstasy. Despite this Jeno keeps his mouth on your making you whine out his name, thighs shaking to close around his head.

He finally releases you with a pop, allowing you to move off of him as he licks over his lips. Keeping his eyes on you as you move to be level with him once more. He thinks you look beautiful flushed and sweaty from the orgasm he just gave you.

There's no talking as you more towards him, tongue sticking out to lick over the mess you made on his chin. He groans, closing his eyes, letting you lick your juices off his mouth. Only opening his own when you lick into his lips.

He licks back into your own mouth, his hand reaching up to roughly hold onto your hair. He feels your hand move to unbutton his pants, and you pull away from his mouth as you take his cock out.

"Gunna ride you." you say simply, tugging his pants out just enough to give you access and pulling his shirt up just enough to show the lower half of his stomach as he leans back comfortably on his forearms.

He watches quietly as you adjust your dress once more before straddling his lap. You face the door, leaving him a view of your ass as your reach behind you to grab his cock.

Jeno thinks of a time where sex wasn't so quiet. Where he was constantly telling you how good you were for him, or how beautiful you looked. But nowadays there was little to no talking.

But before he could dwell on the fact any longer, he lets out a quiet groan to match yours as you sink slowly down onto him. His mouth falls open but he doesn't let himself tear his gaze away from where your wet cunt swallows him perfectly.

Once you're comfortable, you place your hands between his thighs, letting yourself bounce on his cock at your own pace. Jeno bites his lip, running his hand through his dark hair. The sound of your ass meeting his thighs taking up the dark room.

He balances his weight on one forearm, lifting the other to place a smack on your ass, enjoying the whine you let out. "Yeah," He groans deeply, as you ride him faster, placing a few more smacks, hypnotized by the way it jiggles around him.

Sinking down on his cock, you're flat against his pelvis, moving your hips in slow circles. He's so deep in you, your eyes flutter. Jeno feels it too, your walls squeezing him so tight he has to drop his upper half of his body down onto the mattress. His hands come up to squeeze your hips still so hard it nearly hurts and he finishes inside of you with a raspy groan.

Jeno can feel his face burning up with how hard he came but he comes to senses, keeping his grip on you but lifting you slightly. Once he regains his strength, he moves his hips off the bed in order to fuck into you.

Ignoring any sensitivity in favor of making you cum. You moan at his fast pace, feeling the wetness from you both leaking out of your hole and onto his cock.

It's not long before your head hangs with a silent cry, yet another orgasm ripping through your body. He slows his pace once he feels you finish, letting you move up and down on him slowly in order to ride it out.

There's a couple moments of stillness before reality sets in again. The music from outside of the door once again blaring louder than your breathing.

Carefully you get off of him and stand, pulling your dress down. He watches as you slowly walk to the bathroom, clearly wanting to freshen up and fix your makeup.

He takes a breath before following you, grabbing a towel and wetting it before moving to clean between your legs as your lean into the mirror. Using a q-tip to remove any running makeup, you mumble a thanks as he finishes wiping you down before moving to clean himself.

"We're never going to change, are we?" Jeno says.

"No," You say before gently pushing him out of the bathroom so you can finish, "And I wouldn't have it any other way."

Copyright © 2024 by nczennie. All rights reserved.

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[nctstar]

1.

“Stop that.” He whispered against the skin of your neck. “You know he wouldn’t care.”

“That’s the problem. We need to do this properly.”

“You know why we can’t do that.”

pairing: johnyong x fem!reader (no romantic johnyong ship)

other members: none

word count: 3.7k

genre: romance, angst, with a side of smut

warnings: sexual content so minors please dni!! profanity, y/n has migraines (pretty severe!), semi-public sex, oral (fem receiving), cheating (? it's complicated), sleeping with your ex, some freaky kissing

disclaimer: this is a fanfiction purely from my (filthy) imagination. I don't know the nct members and don't claim that they act like this in real life. I also do not condone any of the activity by any of the characters in this fic. 

a/n: hi guys, i'm alive :D i've had a lot of ideas recently and a steamy johnyong drama was one of them, and then my eyes feasted upon acne studios event johnny and i finally got the push i needed to go through with writing it :) writing slump over we all cheered wooooo. also, ik it's kinda ~confusing~ rn. this is a series so just trust me okayyyy. also, i love making fic playlists and here's the one for this fic. if you picked up that this is loosely based on the 5SOS song blender pls marry me rn <3 nobody get's 5SOS like I do I swear :( pls hmu if you get me

You wouldn’t have noticed him at all, if it wasn’t for the way you watched Taeyong’s deep brown eyes flicker past you, shadows of stories passing by like it was nothing. You thought nothing of it, but your head turned, your body in tune with his more than you realised. And, just like a bad case of fate, there he was.

Johnny Suh.

He walked in like he owned the place, as he always did. His cocky demeanour hung off his body perfectly, like the oversized leather jacket he wore everywhere he went. His smile made the girl waiting on him eagerly blush, something that made you both angry and a little wistful. Your gaze lingered on far too long. And, as usual, like he always did, Taeyong pretended he didn’t notice. He always pretended, even when you were so far gone, he felt like he was pulling you out of quicksand.

“What colour looks better on me, jagiya?” Switching to Korean was your safety net, something sacred between only you and him, more intimate than the restless nights you spent tangled up in bed, Johnny’s presence a mere afterthought. You turned to Taeyong’s back, his slender body on display in the full-length mirror in front. You tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear as you both locked eyes through his reflection.

“Black.”

The seriousness, properness in the air was almost palpable, like you both were being watched, tested and graded. Not a single wrong movement, or breath. It was unbearable and at the same time, so tantalizing, like something could break the surface at any moment. Moving forward, you brought a hand up and over his shoulder, letting your fingers run over his collarbone. “Yeah. Definitely black.”

Taeyong kissed your hand, and you tried to remember when he took your hand in his. “I wanna show you a few more items. In there.” He cocked his head ever so slightly to the curtained fitting rooms, so subtle, meant to remain a secret between the two of you.

Not thinking about Johnny was like trying not to let the plague take over your body. He seeped through you like the truth, feeling right in every scenario. And in this moment, as you let Taeyong run his mouth down the valley of your breasts, your skin erupting in flames underneath his lips, you shut your eyes, and there was Johnny. Your feet on his toned calves, your hands around his thick cock. But when you opened your eyes, there was Taeyong, between your legs, right here, right now.

You clamped your mouth, moans threatening to spill out. “Oh god,” you whispered through your fingers. “R-right ther-haah…” Your thighs constricted around his head as he quickened his pace, both of your hands behind you to hold you upright.

“Hey, excuse me?”

Fuck.

It’s like someone had drawn the curtains back on you both in this compromising position. You moved away first, shoving yourself back on the complimentary bench you weren’t sure how many others had done unholy things on, Taeyong shortly after, watching your face redden with every passing second.

Johnny continued. “This one’s a little small, sweetheart. I run larger than that, you know?” You could almost see him winking at her, smiling that god-awful smile that made every woman melt like putty under his gaze. As if on cue, she giggled.

Fuck. Him.

“Come here, baby.” You spoke softly, both hands unhooking your bra as you kneeled in front of Taeyong, shuffling closer so your tits pressed again his torso, clad in a compression shirt. He groaned. “Fuck.” He grabbed your face, kissing you deeply and pushing you down to the floor.

Thirty minutes later, you were in the passenger seat, the days shopping in various sized bags in the back. You were both silent, the radio playing some obscure song neither of you knew. With the windows down, the air still felt hot and heavy, pressing onto your skin. You played with the strands of hair sticking to the back of your neck, squinting as Taeyong turned a corner and the blaze of the mid-afternoon sun poured into your eyes.

“I ended up getting both.”

“Hmm?” Condensation slipped inside your palm as you played with the cold water bottle next to the gear shift.

“Both of the caps.”

“You bought caps? You have so many at home.” The answer felt involuntary, combined with the frustration of the hot weather and lack of food since brunch. He frowned, and you immediately felt guilty. “Sorry, I mean like-“

“You said you liked the black one. You were right there.”

You felt a deep shame somewhere buried inside you as you mentally flicked back to the moments in the dressing room. The plague was making you really sick now, making you notice things you didn’t need at all, and throwing out memories of things that you really did. “R-right. Sorry, hon. Didn’t mean to snap. It’s just so hot today.” You meant to chuckle, to lighten the mood, but your body could not go through with it. Instead, the both of you sat in uncomfortable silence.

The silence stretched on for agonising miles, as it usually did. Nowadays, when you weren’t having dry, stationery conversations, you were exploring each other’s bodies like it was what you were supposed to do as a couple. Not out of passion, or lust. Just because. Your eyes kept drifting closed, the will to keep them open slipping further away from your grasp. You just wanted to be in bed…alone, slipping through the mattress and into the floor, deeper, and deeper.

You finally woke with a jolt at the sound of the door close. Your makeup felt far too heavy on the skin of your face, the ache in your feet now screaming at you. “Baby, wait.” The phrase disappeared into the air unheard, but you stepped out of the car, right in the face of a camera.

“_, _!”

Shit. How did they find us?

“Are you here alone? Who drove you here? Tell us a bit about the man in your car…” You admired the man’s insistence at his job. His passion, however intrusive and idiotic, was majorly inspiring at this phrase of your life.

Shut the fuck up, you wanted to say. You kept a stern face instead, hoping your eyes would communicate that instead. “No thanks.” You side-stepped him strategically, a new throbbing in the left side of your temple starting to grow. Fuck, not again. You tried to breathe, in, out, in, out, but the rhythm caught in your throat, your vision began to grow blurry, and you stumbled uncomfortably in your sneakers that now felt like they weighed tons.

“Ma’am? Are you alright?” You heard the man’s keys before his footsteps, the sound of his camera flashing as he approached. The light was blinding, and you dropped to your knees as the flashing sounds continued, like gunfire on a field of soldiers.  

Who the fuck still used bright-ass flash?

“Who the fuck still uses flash!” It was a yell, from maybe about 10 metres away, but the ringing in your ears fogged it up like it was underwater. You tried to focus on your breathing, but your heart didn’t care about your wellbeing, apparently, speeding up at the sound of his voice. “Get away from her, right now.” The voice, still foggy, felt closer to you, and you felt an arm around your middle pulling you gently upwards. He whispered, “Okay, sweetheart, let’s get you out of here.”

Your pain spiked at the thought of the busy, lighted McDonalds as you walked away from the man with the flash camera, somehow on the floor of the car park now. “It needs to be dark, and quiet. It won’t stop unless it is.”

Johnny made a noise of sympathy. “I know, I remember.”

You only then registered the tears, wet on the heavy-set makeup on your face. You couldn’t even look him in the eyes, a weird sense of guilt throbbing just as hard as your migraine deep in your gut. He was still walking you somewhere, and you just let him, no energy to care about anything other than the pain in your temples. He soothed you gently through whispers of something inaudible, but his breath felt warm and welcoming on your neck, and, despite it all, you were grateful for his presence.

“Go lie in the back, okay?” He shoved his jacket off as he spoke. “No cologne today. You can put it over your face. Don’t worry about anything.” You nodded, the familiar routine flooding back into you like water in on a dehydrated rock.   

Time passed like the way months pass in a busy year, and the next time you took a long, deep breath, you opened your eyes to the sensation of a firm, cold, king-sized bed. The room was dimly lit, enough so you could make out the outlines of the furniture in the room, but not bright enough to read anything if it was written on the walls. There was no lingering smell in the air, only the faint scent of your own shampoo, and no sound at all except the light ringing in your ears, much less strong than before. Your muscles relaxed like you were in a hot bath after a long day – safe, relaxed, nothing on your mind. You fell back asleep in seconds.

You woke what seemed like hours later. The room was significantly darker now, no more dusk light glowing from behind the curtains. The door was slightly ajar, and you registered voices this time coming from beyond.

“Why didn’t you just call me?”

“She was having a bad one. And, why would I have needed to call you?” You put on the slippers next to your bed without thinking, wrapping the robe you forgot you put on tight around your body. “You weren’t even there with her. What were you thinking?”

“Johnny, don’t. I stepped out to get something for her.”

“You should have known she would have the episode today. There are always signs.”

“You just said it was that asshole’s fault!”

You walked in the kitchen to see Johnny turned away, Taeyong at the end of the counter. When you met Taeyong’s eyes, you watched them widen as he stepped towards you. “Oh, honey.” You held him, his hand pressing the nape of your neck towards himself. “I was so worried. I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay,” you squeaked. As you pulled away, Taeyong pressed a kiss to your lips, pulling away to look into your eyes and stroke the sides of your face. “You look so tired, sweetie. I should have noticed.”

“Really, it’s fine, love.” You kissed him back, making awkward eye contact with Johnny towards the end. Shuffling awkwardly, you cleared your throat. “Um, we should get going.”

“No, you’re staying for dinner.” Johnny threw a towel over his shoulder in a way that was comical, almost making you laugh. You smiled, trying to ease the situation. “Johnny, really. I appreciate it, but-“

“There’s no way you both can drive all the way back to the apartment.” Your heart skipped as you heard him say the and not your. That one word gave you that illusion that time had stopped, and that the past 10 months had all been a dream, and you were still there, in the kitchen, pressed up against his body without a care.

You shook your head, willing the memories and coming back into reality all at the same time. “You can’t. You’ve just had your worst episode. No thanks to that grade A fucktard who doesn’t know how to use a camera in the 21st century.” He rolled his eyes. “Car trips will make you nauseous.”

“No! I mean,” you rubbed your head. “Me and Taeyong, we have this, um, this event…” You knew it was a weak argument, but you threw it out anyway. When you looked over at Taeyong, he was, of course, shaking his head. “I’m sure Jaehyun won’t mind. It’s the album release party.” He looked over to Johnny, who nodded politely.

“You can still go. Just drop me off at home.”

“Nonsense, _. You spend the night here.” You and Taeyong both looked at each other, you with an expression of clear distaste, and Taeyong with something a bit less than that. “I mean…didn’t you say you had a thing?”

“Yeah, I mean, she’s not a kid. She can stay by herself. Call us if you need anything. But she shouldn’t get into the car.” Taeyong hummed in agreement as Johnny walked towards the both of you, and you looked at the both of them incredulously. “Did you both just decide on plans without me?” You crossed your arms. “Unbelievable.” It came of surprisingly playful, making them both laugh, Johnny now sizing you up with his eyes like he always did. “You like the robe?”

“Y-yeah.” For a second you were too comfortable, looking right into Johnny’s eyes, wanting more than anything to be in his arms. Your body, your mind, this house…you were there, 10 months ago, back when it was all okay, it was right. Forgetting that Taeyong was right here, staring at you back, wishing you were here right now.

“You gonna be okay here, baby?” Taeyong brought your hands into his, pulling you close as Johnny walked away. You nodded, smiling up at him with passion in your heart for the first time in what felt like too long. The guilt started throbbing in your gut again, but you grabbed his face in your hands, kissing him deeply until you felt it ebbing away.

∞

“Shh. You need to be quiet. My niece is here.”

That was the sentence that rang like alarm bells in your brain. At first, your entire body tensed up, the unfamiliar surroundings making you confused. Memories of the day came back, and you relaxed a little, finally registering what was going on.

The sounds of a woman giggling and going shh in an exaggerated tone made you feel like someone threw all your emotions in a blender. Annoyance, confusion, anger, sadness, lust…it all swirled and mixed intentionally, blades cutting through each one at lightning speed.

Both of their bodies thumped upstairs, and it wasn’t long before she started moaning like a pornstar.

Your. Fucking. Niece. Is. Here??

You made a face of disgust at nobody as the noises continued. “If I was your niece, I would be reporting you to CPS.” You slammed back into bed, momentarily delighted that the painful throbs in your brain were gone far enough that you could throw yourself around easily. You pushed a pillow on top of your face, as if you were in a teen movie and you needed to throw a tantrum. At the third Oh, harder! girlish squeal that you heard, you were ready to go through with it.

Instead, your brain decided to flash through memories of yourself and Johnny. Back when you weren’t his fake niece, and instead the giggly drunk girl he would take upstairs to fuck the living daylights out of.

Fuck. Why am I thinking about this? You were stretching your arm uncomfortably out, too lazy to get out of bed to reach your phone, thinking about calling Taeyong to distract yourself or to come get you when the noises upstairs stopped.

“FUCK YOU!”

It was so loud it made you jump.

You heard the deep tenor of Johnny’s voice in the background, before her higher-pitched one cut through the air. “Fucking asshole!” You heard thumps of footsteps, much quicker and lighter than before, and sounds of zippers being pulled. When they stopped close to the door of your room, which was still slightly ajar, you kept thinking shit. There was no way you could pretend you were asleep this entire time anymore.

“Give me your fucking car keys. I’m leaving right now.”

“Look, I-“

“Do you even remember my name?” The small but significant silence that followed was so intentionally on point that you couldn’t help but snigger, covering your mouth with your palm to remain quiet.

When you heard the door slam, you lay properly in bed, still going with the plan that you were gonna pretend you somehow slept through that. As if like a badly-scripted TV show, the door to your room opened as you tried to tuck yourself in, not quick enough to avoid Johnny at the door.

“Oh, hey.” For some reason, everything was immediately extremely funny, and it was like trying to guide an elephant going estray, the way everything in you was trying not to burst out laughing.

“Sorry about the noise.”

“It’s fine.” You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “I was awake anyway. Migraine’s pretty much gone.” You gestured awkwardly to your head, reaching out to grab your phone now properly. “I think Taeyong’s ready to pick me up now.” You turned the screen on as you said this, as if you just read texts from him. In reality, your phone was dry and empty, the lockscreen of you and Taeyong making a heart at the beach last summer glaring back at you in the dark. “I’ll be out of your hair soon.”

“No trouble.” He walked into the room, door now fully open. You crossed your legs on the bed, not knowing what to say or how to act, not knowing why he was now silently looking over the dresser in the room to your left.

“I said your name.”

Your blood froze, body reacting before your brain. You sputtered, “I, uh, what?”

He opened his mouth to reply, now fully turned towards you, but you brought a finger to your own lips. “That’s okay. Don’t need to explain, Johnny. I, just, why would you say that?” The last part refused to remain a thought in your heard, instead spilling out of you in words drenched in emotional blender soup.

“You just said you don’t need an explanation.”

“Ugh, Johnny,” you rubbed your temples, not because of an incoming migraine, but in a more dramatic, single mom in a bad murder mystery novel kind of way. “You always do this. You know what I mean.”

When you looked up, his eyes were softer than you thought. He looked…vulnerable, and lost. He had the other end of that string that you held onto as you slipped deeper into the quicksand, standing there, looking like only one who could pull you out.

He walked closer to you, and your body did not move away. He got close enough to sit on the edge of the bed, slouched over, and you dragged your legs over to sit next to him. “I’m your fucking niece?” You laughed easily now, and you watched his body vibrate as his body copied yours. “It was the only thing I could think of in the moment, okay?” His smile made your body feel electric, like you could conquer anything in that moment. And for a moment, you surrendered to the notion that it was exactly 10 months ago, on the precipice of the moment it all fell apart.

Why did you break up with me? You wanted so desperately to say, your voice coarse from screaming it in your mind for hours every day. But instead, you answered his measured attempts to keep a light conversation.

“You had any migraine this bad in a while?”

“No.” you shook your head, now tucking your legs in underneath you to lean on the bedframe, his body turning to face you as you did. “Been seeing a new physician. She’s much better.”

“Oh yeah? Finally dumped Dr Misogyny?”

“Uh huh. I figured I didn’t need someone who kept trying to convince me I was overreacting and being hysterical.”

“Mmm. Good on you, sweetheart.” Even though you knew how easily Johnny threw endearing terms around, your stomach still flipped violently at his reply, and you gulped.

“Taeyong’s been good too. He’s sleeping a lot better. Not working too late anymore.”

“That’s good.” Johnny readjusted on the bed, inching closer towards you. “He works way too hard. As do you.”

“Johnny…” Your voice ever so slightly caught in your throat, and it was noticeable enough for him to catch. You mentally cursed, but that’s when something in you went fuck it, and you went in straight for the kill.

“Why did you leave me…us?” Your voice shook, no matter how strongly you willed it not too, and the last word came out like a forbidden whisper.

He looked directly into your eyes, as if he was relieved that you asked him, like he’d been holding onto the response for the past 10 months. “I…I regretted it every single day.”

“Then you should have fucking told me.” You sucked in a breath. “You could have said anything to me, and I would have come running. I trust you, I…I love you.” Every breath felt painful as you let your confession hang in the air dangerously. “You know that.”

“I know, _.”

Before you could even let yourself process the moment, you leant over and kissed him. The guilt throbbing in your gut exploded like a small fire as it catches on to grow endlessly large and overwhelming. He grabbed your body, lifting you to rest on his lap, your kisses growing feverish with heat.

When you pulled away, you opened your eyes to come to your senses. “N-no, we shouldn’t.”

“Stop that.” He whispered against the skin of your neck. “You know he wouldn’t care.”

“That’s the problem. We need to do this properly.”

“You know why we can’t do that.”

“I don’t, Johnny. I don’t know why we can’t.” You began to argue with him, but he shut you up by hoisting your upper body further and further up, biting and sucking the skin down the base of your neck, collarbone, and between your breasts. Your arms latched onto his muscular shoulders as you rocked naturally on his lap. “God, fuck you, Johnny.” He chuckled against your clothed torso.

“Give me a second.” He pushed you gently backwards, rising up on his knees to let you watch as he pulled his shirt off with one hand. He fell on top of you in one fell swoop, kissing you between the cages of his muscular arms. His body rolled onto yours, making you gasp. “Johnny, I-“

“I know. Just let me. Okay?”

[slendershift]

list of my drs that nobody asked for cuz i need one place to list them and some way to organize big posts abt them

— 5sos dr

— seventeen dr

— nct dr x2

— wonderland dr

— popstar dr

— death note dr

— oneus dr

— band dr x2

— fantasy dr

— supernatural dr x2

— everymanhybrid dr

— marble hornets dr

— regular ol’ creepypasta dr

— celeb’s s/o dr x3

— witch dr

— kpop soloist dr

— kpop gg dr x2

— western soloist dr

— mystery boarding school dr

— ghost hunter dr

— my chemical romance dr

— bakery dr

— genshin impact dr

— colorguard dr

— pirate dr

— streamer dr

— minecraft youtuber dr (ldshadowlady era obvs)

— c&tfk dr

— royalty dr

— hollow hemlocks dr

— fanfic dr x3

— supernatural kpop dr

— choreographer dr

grand total of 41 i think ..

no particular order obvs

[itzyxnct]

💖My Bias/Stan List💖

(This is your warning that this is going to probably be very long because I am a giant multi and have been in Fandoms for nearly 18 years also this list isn't really in any particular order and i have a habit of picking biases in groups even if i dont keep up with everything they do so if any of these people are super problematic then I'm probably not aware so sorry)

ITZY - Ryujin

(G)I-DLE - Soojin & Soyeon

BLACKPINK - Jennie

TWICE - Nayeon

LE SSERAFIM - Yunjin

NMIXX - Bae

AESPA - Ningning

XG - Cocona & Jurin

DREAMCATCHER - Yoohyeon & Siyeon

LOONA - Kim Lip

KISS OF LIFE - Julie

RED VELVET - Wendy & Seulgi

MAMAMOO - Wheein

NEW JEANS - Danielle

KATSEYE - Lara

SNSD - Sooyoung

2NE1 - CL

ATEEZ - Yeosang

BTS - Jimin

STRAY KIDS - Hyunjin & Felix

TXT - Yeonjun

ZEROBASEONE - Gunwook

ENHYPEN - Sunoo

THE BOYZ - New

CRAVITY - Hyeongjun

SEVENTEEN - Woozi

NCT DREAM - Chenle

NCT 127 - Haechan

WAYV - Xiaojun

EXO - Kai

KEP1ER - Xiaoting

EVERGLOW - E:U & Yiren

TRI.BE - Hyunbin

PIXY - Lola

SHINEE - Taemin

THE ROSE - Hajoon

PURPLE KISS - Chaein

STAYC - ISA

SOMI

CHUNGHA

JESSI

IVE - Wonyoung & Yujin

MONSTA X - Joohoney & Wonho

WOODZ

TREASURE - Jaehyuk

UNIS - Gehlee

ILLIT - Yunah

WEEEKLY - Monday

MOMOLAND - Ahin

IZ*ONE - Chaeyeon

CLC - Eunbin

IZNA - Mai

GOT7 - YUGYEOM

RIIZE - Wonbin

XIKERS - Junghoon

BOYNEXTDOOR - Leehan

FROMIS_9 - Nagyung

LOOSEMBLE - Hyeju

BIGBANG - Daesung

ASTRO - MJ

VIVIZ - Umji

I.O.I - Mina

WEKI MEKI - Doyeon

P1HARMONY - Jongseob

TRIPLE S - Yoohyeon

GOLDEN CHILD - Bomin

DAY6 - Wonpil

WESTERN ARTISTS/GROUPS

Taylor Swift

One Direction

Justin Bieber

Little Mix

Fifth Harmony

Glee Cast

Madison Beer

Yungblud

5SOS

Sabrina Carpenter

Paramore

Sleeping With Sirens

Billie Eilish

Dua Lipa

Demi Lovato

Miley Cyrus

Ariana Grande

Selena Gomez

James Arthur

The Vamps

Jonas Brothers

Slipknot

[lveholic]

( @seeeuns hii ty for tagging me !! 💌 ) here are five songs that i actually listen to:

hoshi — spider

nct u — pado

kiss of life — sugarcoat

bibi — pado

5sos — she’s kinda hot (i’ve been reliving my 12 y/o self’s faves lol)

tagging anyone who’d like to do this ^__^