#no no u were thinkin RIGHT 😌

[hoovesandfloorpaws]

Louis, what does BBC stand for?

ever since I saw this clip from Harry, I knew I had to make this lmfao (the first hilarious clip is from Larry Crack #9 at 4:26, by the amazing @freddiesmyqueen)

[lueurjun]

ENHA REACTION ⋆̩ s/o that wears a hip chain and anklets

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🖇·˚ ༘┊ 𝐑𝐄𝐐 . @666booklover , , Heyy 😁 Its me again lol.. can I pls request an enha reaction to a s/o that always wears a hip chain and anklets, if it's not too much trouble 😅. (like do u think they'd think it's 🥴 or something Imao). My Indian bestie heard I had an account and I am speaking on her behalf (aaand I just got pinched) tysm!!

˚ ༘💭 ·˚ message from lueurjun . . . hope this was okay for you my love !! sorry it took so long, i had a major brain fog and couldn’t seem to find the right words, but i hope i did your request justice.

★ ! H E E S E U N G

no but he hasn’t breathed the same since he met you

bro wheezes in your mere presence

legit the embodiment of the pick up line: ‘are you an inhaler because you took my breath away’

yeah he’s cute but i’d write you poetry just sayin

he’s so in love with you in general, but with the added combination of you wearing hip chains and anklets, he’s enamoured by you

enamoured 🤓 look at me thinkin i’m smart

literally would go out of his way to get you more

drives the rest of the members up the wall with how much he talks about you

“they were wearing such a beautiful hip chain piece, the other day with a gorgeous anklet to match it- it brought out their eyes and-‘

‘heeseung im glad you’re a simp, but please shut up’

that was 100% jay or ni-ki ( i bet jay )

i can see him pouting when you decide not to wear one

like he just stares at you for a little while and you’re like ??

not that he doesn’t find you stunning without them, he does, but he’s grown accustomed to you wearing them

not him being obsessed… i could be more obsessed if you want. say the word, i’ll roundhouse kick him

he also likes the noises they make whenever you move

it literally soothes him??

bro stop before i literally cry

he’s so in love pls let me be you for a day

or be with you 😏

★ ! J A Y

slightly more reserved than heeseung

as in, not as obsessive about it, but he still loves them type of thing

he doesn’t make a big deal out of it, but not so much that you feel unappreciated because he still makes sure to compliment them — and you in general

that’s right. yeah he does. if not, he’ll have a meeting with my fists: pretty and punch.

though just because he’s not as obsessed does not mean he’s not observant

he pays enough attention to know which ones you prefer, and which colour you wear more often

so when he decides to surprise you with a new anklet or hip chain, it’s always the colour that you prefer

OBSERVANT KING 👏

jay is also a fashion icon, so a lot of the time, he helps you pair them with a super nice outfit

super proud to strut around with you on his arm wearing your pretty hip chain which matches with your outfit, paired with a gorgeous anklet

mesmerising the locals with your outfits during a little coffee date

this could be us but you playinnn 😔🤟

no but seriously, jay loves your hip chains and anklets ( almost as much ) as he loves you

i could love you more tho

★ ! J A K E

this man legitimately GIGGLES whenever he catches sight of the chain

someone poison me he’s so cute

just when he thinks he’s found his favourite one

you rock up in different one and suddenly, that’s his favourite

and don’t even get him started on the anklets

bro loses all composure

me when you exist fr 🤭😌

to be honest, i can see jake wanting to match anklets with you

and he for sure would gift you one with a ‘j’ initial on it just because he loves you

‘not because he owns me, ‘cause he really knows me’ BOP

jake is 100% the type to play with it

like you could be laying together and all of a sudden you’d feel his fingers gently brush against your skin

and when you glance down, he’s absentmindedly playing with your hip chain

or if your feet are in his lap

he’s fiddling with the chain of anklet

someone be my jake, i can’t handle this anymore

it’s a habit of his at this point so now you don’t really bat an eyelash when he does it

but it does cause a stir inside of you when he does it in front of his friends

because it’s so intimate?? and loving?? and in front of his friends proves that he doesn’t mind showing that bit of affection

a man that is secure and proud 👏 you deserve nothing less baby !!

but it’s also not over the top enough to be considered as PDA

sighhh i’m obsessed with you guys

★ ! S U N G H O O N

a lot like jay, like he doesn’t really make a huge deal out of it

he thinks they’re nice, and he likes them but he doesn’t feel the urge to make a massive deal

like jay, he will compliment you and make sure you know that he thinks you’re stunning and that they really go with your outfit

he may even become slightly more touchy but won’t say anything about it

nonchalant mf tryna act all cool 🙄😎

despite acting all cool, i can see sunghoon secretly making you a hip chain or an anklet ( maybe both )

like on valentine’s day, amongst all of the other gifts he’s spoiled you with

he just whips out a box and sheepishly hands it to you

imagine he just launches it at your head and walks off-

and when you open it, your eyes instantly brim with tears because you imagine him just sitting there for hours

awh imagine him sitting with his legs crossed- STOP I CAN’T BE PUBLICLY CRYING OVER A GROWN MAN SITTING DOWN

it’s obvious he’s put a lot of effort into it

he may have even followed a tutorial step by step

and it definitely becomes your favourite piece

posting it on your story and him complaining that all his friends are going to see

but then refusing to let you take it down when you offer because he feels superior knowing their partners will whine about him being so sentimental and creative

HES SO REAL FOR THAT PLS

once he sees how much you love it, he will make it a tradition for him to make you your very own piece every year

soon you have your own little boutique of hand crafted anklets and hip chains

that’s so romantic someone run me over

the boys tease him for being a simp, obviously but he can’t find it in him to feel embarrassed

not when he sees how happy you are

he’s well and truly smitten, but so are you so it’s all good

literally i would die for you both

[koiiiji]

I'm spamming cuz u said spam me soo.. pls do windbreaker wooin x reader

doing nails with Wooin...

author’s note ; ahhh!! again so sorry for such long respond!! again drafts from 2022🥳

author’s note 2 ; please no spam likes, ageless/empty blogs DNI OR I WILL BLOCK YOU!!

tw ; fluff, can be platonic or romantic, as you will interpret it😌

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sunlight streamed through the freshly cleaned windows, casting soft, warm light on the pristine apartment. it was saturday afternoon, and everything had fallen into place. you stirred in your bed, the smooth new linen cool against your skin, a welcome contrast to the warmth of your body. the faint scent of lavender from yesterday’s deep cleaning still lingered in the air. there was something so comforting about waking up to a space that was clean, organized, and entirely yours.

you stretched, feeling the remnants of sleep slip away, and smiled to yourself. unhurried weekend was still stretching ahead of you. your head felt clear and unburdened — a reflection of the tidiness surrounding you. self-care alway felt like a right decision. you had done all the right things: face masks, hair treatments, a long, hot bath. with the day ahead free and easy, you decided to focus on things that nourished your soul. a lazy shopping trip was in order — a gentle drift through your favorite stores, picking up fresh produce and maybe a little something sweet for later.

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by the time you returned home, arms full of groceries, you felt content but not quite ready to let go of the calm, indulgent mood that had enveloped you since yesterday. spa day, round two, you thought with a smile. why not?

today you were going to update your manicure, maybe try that new shade of mauve you’d been eyeing. but just as you settled into the comfort of the moment, fingers brushing over the row of nail polishes, your phone vibrated insistently with multiplate notifications, from the shelf beside you. startled, you paused mid-reach and grabbed it, eyes scanning the screen.

Wooin.

you blinked. of course. your friend always seemed to know, to sense, right when you were slipping into that quiet space of solitude, as if it was some secret alarm only he could hear. with a grin tugging at your lips, you typed an answer.

[hey] [what r u doing cupcake?😎🖕🏻]

you chuckled, leaning back against the counter. he always called you that sweet nickname. ignoring his question, you typed another message.

[let me guess. you need something from me, right?] [mmm, maybe🥱 how do you know?] [somehow you always know im about to do something, and you texting me🤯🤯]

a low chuckle rumbled from his mouth, when he already was in his car, waiting when he can ask his final question.

[oh?? did i interrupt something important?))] [maybe. just another self-care session] [too pity, cupcake... [...i hate to interrupt, but i was thinkin to joined in😎🖕🏻]

you rolled your eyes, though you couldn’t help but laugh. you liked how Wooin didnt even bored to ask your premission to join.

[you? spa day?] [i think i could use a little pampering] [fine]

you typed, feigning reluctance.

[but if you’re coming over, you’re bringing snacks]

[😎🖕🏻]

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just as you finished setting up your little manicure station in the living room, a familiar knock rattled the door — three short taps, and you just knew this bastard knocked by his foot. grinning to yourself, you opened the door to see Wooin standing there, cocky as ever, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

“look who’s finally decided to grace me with his presence,” you teased, stepping aside to let him in.

“of course,” he said, slipping past you with the kind of swagger only he could pull off. “someone has to save you from your boring solo spa day. you’re welcome, by the way.”

he dropped a bag of snacks on the coffee table and gave the nail polish bottles a once-over, his brow lifting. “wow. all of this just for me?” his voice was dripping with fake awe. “so sweet from you, cupcake!”

“hey, this is my self-care,” you replied, plopping down on the couch. “something you clearly know nothing about.”

Wooin raised an eyebrow, that mischievous glint flashing in his eyes. “is that a challenge?” he flopped onto the couch beside you, propping his feet up like he owned the place. “because if you’re daring me to take over this whole operation, i’m in.”

“are you serious?” you shot him a doubtful look, waving a nail polish bottle in his direction. “you’re gonna do my nails?”

he leaned back, stretching his arms behind his head, the picture of pure confidence. “why not? i’ve got the skills.” his grin widened as he showed one of his manicured hands. black polish brightly reflected the light. “actually, you’re lucky.” he said shooting finger gun at you, dead serious.

without missing a beat, he grabbed the nail polish from the table. “alright, sit back, relax and let the master work.”

you eyed him with skepticism, but extended your hand anyway. “if this goes south, i’m never letting you touch my nails again.”

“don’t worry, i’ve got steady hands. steadier than yours, probably.”

you rolled your eyes. “sure, Picasso. just don’t paint my whole nail off.”

he chuckled but proceeded with surprising precision, his touch careful, yet annoyingly smug. “you know, i could totally charge for this. nail bars would pay good money to have someone like me.”

“oh yeah?” you shot back, raising an eyebrow, you watched as he dipped the brush into the bottle with an overly serious expression, like he was handling precious cargo. when he finally swiped the first brush stroke over your nail, it was surprisingly… good.

“see?” he smirked, clearly proud of himself. “i told you i’d nail it.”

you groaned at the pun. “you’ve been waiting to say that, haven’t you?”

“maybe,” he winked, adding another stroke to your nail. “but you’ve gotta admit, i’m kinda killing this.” you glanced at your nails, then back at him. “i hate to say it, but... you’re not half bad.”

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he finished painting your nails, each stroke getting a little faster, a little cockier. “you know, i should’ve charged for this. professional-quality work right here.”

you lifted your hand to inspect the final product, and, annoyingly, it was good. the polish was smooth, no smudges, no streaks.

“you’re actually pretty decent at this,” you admitted, narrowing your eyes at him. “i hate it.”

“aw, are you jealous of my superior skills?” he teased, tossing the brush back onto the table with a flourish. “i told you, i’m multi-talented.” he leaned back, grinning smugly and you cant help but rolled your eyes again, couldn’t hide your smile.

as the two of you lounged on the couch, snacking and bickering, you glanced at your freshly painted nails and couldn’t help but feel… lighter. there was something about Wooin’s playful, teasing presence that made everything feel more… comfortable.

“alright, alright,” you admitted, breaking the comfortable silence. “you did good.”

“Damn right, i did,” he said, flashing you a grin. “you’re welcome, cupcake”

shaking your head, you grabbed a chocolate bar and tossed it at him. “don’t get too cocky. next time, i’m making you paint your own nails.”

“oh, please. i’d rock it,” he said, catching the bar effortlessly. “you’d be begging me to teach you.”

you laughed, sinking deeper into the cushions of your sofa. maybe Wooin’s cocky, mischievous charm wasn’t so bad after all.

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MASTERLIST

[meltwonu]

11. “I didn’t know you were so sensitive.”

22. “Mine.”

78. “I don’t care what you do just fuck me.”

notes; racer!au/street-racing!au, the smallest hint of dom!joshua, inexperienced!reader, corruption kink, road head, dirty talk! Sorry I changed it a bit from biker josh to street racing josh! Still the same concept tho hehe 😉 💕 we love a bad boy Joshua moment 🥴😌 I’m rly excited about racer au u guys 😩 altho depending on how long it takes to get thru this cycle and if I have to take any breaks, I might need to do a schedule change when it gets closer October to prep for halloween month monster fuckin fics ☠️ more on that later 💕 As always, thank you sooooooo much for requesting! enjoy! 💕

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The first time Joshua took you on a date, it was a quiet dinner at 9PM before he’d taken you to a midnight street race that he’d taken part in.

You stood by the passenger’s side; eyes wide at the way everyone swooned over him as soon as he stepped out of the driver’s seat.

‘It’s not a big deal to be honest, it’s pretty fun.’ He’d said; hand gliding through his soft hair as your mouth hung agape, ‘The biggest hurdle is not getting caught.’

He was right - the thrill of the blue and red lights chasing after the two of you down the hillside at 2AM and Joshua’s nonchalant smirk as he barreled down the road had you panties wet every time.

And tonight was no different.

This time you’d eased into the passenger’s seat of his car before the race had started; Joshua’s brow raising as you buckled your seatbelt.

“Oh? I’m surprised you wanna be in the front row this time, baby.”

You smile gently, cheeks warm as you melt at the way he looks you up and down from the driver’s seat. “Um, y-yeah, I just--I thought it’d be a different experience than always waiting for you a-at the finish line, is all…”

Your panties stick to you like a second skin as you squirm slightly in your seat and Joshua revs the car a few times before he maneuvers the car right to the starting line.

“Hmm… Is that so? ‘Cause you’ve been lookin’ at me differently all night, baby. I think there’s something else you want~”

“W-what? No--No, I haven’t!” You reply panickedly; hands gripping the seatbelt for dear life as he chuckles.

“Are you sure? Because for once it looks like you’re the one who wants to eat me up instead of the other way around… Not that I’m complaining. I think it’s cute and I’m kinda gettin’ hard already just thinkin’ about what I wanna do to you~”

From the outside, Jun saunters up to the start line as he yells for both racers to get ready - hands in the air about to start the race as you try to find the words to say.

“Are your panties all wet thinkin’ about my hand up your cute ‘lil skirt last time, hmm? Me making you cum in your panties by just touching you a little bit… Who would’ve thought you’d get off while the cops were chasing us. You’re actually such a bad girl, aren’t you?”

‘Get set, GO!’

Joshua takes off in a heartbeat as you gasp at the intense rumbling from the car; the trees all a blur as the two of you fly past them in haste.

“You know, I always wanted to try road head, if you’re up for it~”

You know you don’t have a lot of time.

“Fuck, for someone who’s never done this before, you’re so fuckin’ good at it, baby…” He mutters from above you just as you sink your mouth down around his cock - lips stretching around his thick shaft in the mildly awkward position over the center console.

But Joshua doesn’t mind and doesn’t let it distract him from the point at hand as he switches gears and barrels down the hillside even faster than he ever has before.

“Did you get wet like this every single time I brought you out here?” You hum around his cock; hollowing out your cheeks and working your mouth up and down slowly.

“Mm, I would’ve wanted this to be a ‘lil more romantic than this for your first time suckin’ my cock but I won’t complain… Your mouth feels so fuckin’ good, baby… I can’t wait to feel what your pretty ‘lil pussy feels like around my cock too.”

You clench around emptiness as you whine around his girth - suddenly feeling extremely empty as the desire to be filled by Joshua’s cock only grows stronger with each passing second he’s filling your mouth.

He drifts around a bend in the road that has you momentarily pulling off of him as you sputter and peer up at him - lips wet and covered in precum as he meets your teary eyes for a fluttering millisecond.

“You look good like that,” He grits out, “Fuck, the way I’d ruin you right now if I could.”

“J--Joshua… My--my….” He sees you from the corner of his eye as you reach a hand between your own legs; your inner thighs covered in wetness as you mewl when you run your fingertips over your soaked panties.

“I didn’t know you were so sensitive, baby~ Such a bad girl sucking my cock like this and getting wet from it~”

You let out a soft cry before you’re wrapping your lips around his cock again, except this time, you keep your fingertips gliding against the wet fabric of your panties as you tease yourself in tandem with teasing him with your mouth.

“Oh, fuck…” Joshua groans, “I wanna cum down your pretty ‘lil throat~”

You rub soft circles around your clit from over your panties; the friction hardly enough for you to get off just yet. 

“Such a filthy ‘lil thing... What would all your friends think of you knowing you’re sucking my cock like this, hmm? Sucking your boyfriend’s cock in the middle of a street race while you touch yourself and try to get yourself off with my cock lodged down your throat.” He licks his lips, eyeing the finish line before checking his rear view mirror for Seokmin’s car trailing close behind. 

“This is just the beginning too~ I still have so much to show you, baby~ Especially the backseat of my car... Hah, you’d look so pretty with your legs spread wide for me while I fucked you back there~” 

His words are enough for another gush of wetness to soak into your ruined panties and all you can do in response is moan around his cock and try to take more of him down your throat as you fight your gag reflex. 

“Oh~ For the next race I think we’re going for the hill with a lot of bumps in the road... How about I have you keep a toy in that pretty ‘lil pussy and watch you lose it in the passenger’s seat of my car, hmm? I bet it’d feel so good~”

He feels his cock throbbing in your mouth the closer he gets to the finish line - in both aspects. 

But it's the way you pull off of his cock; tongue lapping at his thick girth from base to tip before you’re sucking on the head like a lollipop. 

“I don’t care what you do, just fuck me.” You groan; voice hoarse and throat stinging. “My pussy is so w-wet, Joshua... I, ah, feel s-so empty down h-here... Don’t you want to make me t-take your cock in the backseat...? I need it s-so bad...” 

Joshua's car crosses the finish line only seconds before Seokmin’s does and the cheering from the outside only lasts a few seconds before the familiar blue and red lights are swarming the hillside and he’s cursing under his breath. 

“You fuckin’ little minx. Once we’re out of sight from everyone, your pussy is mine. Got it? Mine.” 

He’s eerily quiet as you stay bent over his lap; the urge to get the two of you out of sight fueling his adrenaline as his car screeches around another bend in the road. 

“I hope you’re ready to learn what it’s like to really go for a ride, baby.”