#poc reader x ateez

[2cupids]

𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏$$𝐘 | 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬

warnings — fem reader, overstimulation, oral (f. receiving), f.ingering, pet names (doll, baby)

no sooner than your vision returns to normal, does your boyfriend’s latch his mouth onto your overly sensitive core again.

you’ve lost count of how count of how many times you’ve cum tonight. hell, you can barely even remember your last name. that’s how foggy your brain is.

you run your fingers through his hair and weakly tug at the strands but just enough to get his attention as you whine. “p-please too much, i-it’s too m-much.”

he moans against your cunt from the sting of his hair being pulled but he remains unfazed by your pleads, continuing to flick his tongue against the sensitive bundle of nerves and sucking it into his mouth as he drives two fingers into your hole. he does, however, let his free hand roam around the sheets until he finds your hand, intertwining your fingers together. your heart flutters at the simple yet intimate gesture.

he remains situated between your legs, one minute he’s lapping at your arousal then the next minute he’s suddenly pulling away and sitting back on his knees to look at you.

“let me honest with you, doll. i’m nowhere near finished with you. you let me have one taste of that sweet pussy and i can’t help myself, you know how i get,” he says before bending down to whisper the next part in your ear. “just let me stay down here a little longer— play with her a little more. then i’ll put this dick inside that pretty little pussy of yours if you’ll let me and fuck you to sleep while i fill you up.”

you clench around nothing except air at the lewdness of his words and all you can do in response is dumbly nod at him, too weak and tired to speak.

he brings your hand up to his lips, your fingers still interlocked and kisses the back of your hand. “thank you for being so good for me baby. we’ll do whatever you want tomorrow, how does that sound?”

you nod again and he returns to his previous position, placing a kiss on the hood of your swollen clit. “you think if i add three fingers i can get you to squirt?”

shownu, kihyun, johnny, taeyong, yuta, kun, changkyun, doyoung, jaehyun, hongjoong, seonghwa, yunho, san, mark, xiaojun, mingi, hendery, haechan, jaemin

note: now y’all i don’t write for mx but i.m, shownu, and kihyun (jooheon too lowkey) give me the vibe that they would do this

[mggsv]

Bed Time !

Matz (Seonghwa/Hongjoong) x black!f reader || (18+) || reblogs would be appreciated! <3

warnings: ANTI MATZ DNI. pregnant reader, poly relationship, mentions of sex, guys kissing , pussy eating, reader’s breast leaks milk, nipple play, soft ending

“It’s not fairrr.” You whine, grabbing the pillow below Seonghwa’s arm to groan into. He sat there leaning on his palm, smiling at you while you grumble and throw the pillow down, going back to eat out of what would be your second pint of ice cream today.

“The doctor said slow down Star.” He hums, reaching over to run his hand over your somewhat swollen belly. You were only four months, and still kicking. But man were you a fiesty little thing. It was hard dating two people but still getting no action, it pissed you off. Everything was fine until you were in pain, and the doctor told you that sex while pregnant is okay but to be careful. Since then, they’ve both been extra careful with you. And much as you didn’t want to admit it- you were sure you’d give out if they gave in to you and gave you what you wanted.

“The doctor didn’t knock me up either.” You scoff. And Seonghwa made it so hard for you too. You and your partners had just gotten out of the bath- well, Hongjoong spent a bit more time in there like usual, but you and Seonghwa sat in the bed big enough for you all. You were surrounded by various pillows and plushies, wearing only a thin shirt with your hair wrapped in an older t-shirt. Seonghwa, on the other hand, laid there in only his underwear, the lower half of his beautiful body covered horribly by the blanket you had majority of.

A fucking tease he was. His semi-damp hair draping over his eyes, plump lips parted slightly at the sight of you..how beautiful you are.

“Hope you’re not having fun without me. That’ll be low.” Hongjoong scoffs, emerging from the bathroom in a pair of boxers. He comes over to peck your lips, and your stomach next, and then Seonghwa’s lips. The man had his eyes closed, hand still rubbing on that spot on your belly. You shifted slightly, pouting up at Hongjoong. It made him laugh.

“What’s that face for?”

“We’re not having any fun cause Hwa wants to be a fucking buzz kill.” The mentioned man chuckles, looking up at Hongjoong.

“The doctor said to tone it down a bit because of the last time, remember? She’s spoiled, can’t handle a “no” from anyone.” He sits up, holding his mouth open for a spoon full of ice cream- which you happily give to him. “Don’t lie.” you roll your eyes.

“That won’t do then, look at her she’s about to kill us both.” Hongjoong gets into the bed, on his knees as he stared at the both of you. “Our girl needs us doesn’t she?” He leans forward to peck Seonghwa’s lips once again, kiss lingering as they deepened the kiss. You could feel your cunt throb, but your stubbornness got the best of you. You glance away, pout littering your lips while your boyfriends made their way to you. Hongjoong’s hand parted your legs, you squeal feeling the cold air rush to your cunt. Seonghwa started to play with your breast, swollen nipples leaking milk. You moan softly at their touches, head tipping back.

“Just let us take care of you, and then we’ll sleep hm?”

“Would you like that, Star?”

“..Yes please.”

You were such a good girl. A good girl got rewarded, always. It’s how you got pregnant in the first place, neither of them could keep their dicks out of you to save a life.

“Oh..oh fuck- fuck right there- yes!…fuck-“

Your eyes watered as you stared up at the ceiling. Your legs shook, your whole body sensitive- every touch sending you over the edge. Hongjoong’s tongue glides over your clit, fingers pressing into the insides of your thighs to hold them open. You whined, hand tangled in his hair while he sucked on your sensitive bud. Body on fire, you felt everything. He didn’t lift a finger at all, head simply between your legs eating you out while he spread you open.

If this prepared you for birth then so be it. Soft lips danced over your chest. Tongue darting out to lick afterwards- hickeys, red marks covering the easily bruised skin. You felt your pussy throb, spasming at the feeling of your orgasm nearing.

“Seonghwa-“ Gasping for air, your hand found his bare thigh. His warm body slightly leaned over yours, mouth around your nipple. “oh-“ it felt strange, but he lapped and sucked at the milk, wet sounds leaving his lips while he toyed with the other. Milk dripping down your breast, pussy squeezing around Hongjoong’s tongue. You gasp, eyes shutting tightly, “Please-“

“I know baby..” Hongjoong lifts his head up to stare at your frame. How fucked out and tired you looked, on the verge of letting go…a mess they created. “Can barely keep your eyes open.” He dips back in, tongue furiously lapping away at your clit. Your body jolts, hand tightening its grip on Seonghwa- the man sucking your nipple like your milk was the best flavor in the world.

Seonghwa reaches up to cup your face, you glance at his lips: a smug smile on his face with milk trailing down his chin. He pecks your lips gently moving his tongue between your lips as you moan into his mouth. “..s’good…” you whimper. “m’cumming..”

your voice felt so small, slipping into a small space. you felt tired, worn out- fulfilled. you gasp, tasting everything on Seonghwa’s tongue, your juices spreading onto Hongjoong’s. You hum quietly, tiredly laying your head on Seonghwa’s shoulder as Hongjoong licked you clean. “All better?” Seonghwa rubs your belly. Nodding being your only response as you yawned, getting comfortable on the man. “Spoiled ass.” Hongjoong taps your thigh lightly, getting up to go get a towel. “..s’ fuck up” you flip him off, making Seonghwa laugh.

They exchanged a look when the other man got up to adjust your pillows, pecking your cheek while smiling. Hongjoong finished cleaning you up while Seonghwa held you, tired eyes finally shutting.

[atinycafe]

San traces gentle patterns on the exposed part of your waist, his gaze fixed on the subtle shift of your breathing. With your back turned to him, he can't see your face, but he's certain you're fast asleep. If you were awake, he wouldn't dare to touch you. Arranged marriages aren't uncommon, especially among royal families. They serve to solidify bonds, bringing prosperity and peace to kingdoms, but not necessarily to the individuals involved - the groom and the bride.

It wouldn't be truthful to say that you two love each other or even that you are friends. Even after two years of marriage, your professionalism remains the primary barrier. Since childhood, you've been immersed in rigorous studies to prepare for your role as the empress of the nation. Your life was predetermined long before you were born. Hence, San comprehends completely why you maintain such a cold demeanor toward him.

But, he can't help but yearn for you. His thoughts constantly gravitate toward you, in a way that should be ordinary for a husband but not in your circumstances. He shouldn't love you, but you're making it incredibly difficult for him. Your conduct with those around you, the way you carry yourself, and the genuine kindness you extend, even to those beneath your station, it all makes it harder for him. He sees how you pay attention to your advisors during crucial meetings, noticing the subtle furrowing of your brows when issues with the crops or markets are brought up. Your effortless thoughtfulness is simply captivating; how could he not fall for you?

San places a quivering hand on your hair, toying with a curl between his fingers. He leans in to plant a tender kiss on it, but as you stir slightly, he withdraws his hand abruptly, pretending to be asleep, shutting his eyes tight.

You turn, still in your slumber, but San doesn't open his eyes. He knows you'll wake soon, as the sun begins to filter through the balcony, altering the hues of the sky. You emit a soft murmur, and San senses your eyes opening as you let out a gentle gasp. He feels you shift away slightly, understandable since your noses were nearly touching. San remains motionless, his eyes closed, his breath held.

He remains that way for several minutes until he feels you sit up on the bed. You sigh and stay put. San softly opens his eyes, stealing a glance at your profile. Your gaze is fixed on the horizon, the soft morning light accentuating the curve of your cheek.

"I need to get pregnant," you murmur softly, a tender hand caressing your belly, your eyes glazing over, lost in thought as usual.

"What?" San blurts out, rising to his knees, his eyes wide. "What did you just say?"

You turn to him, embarrassment flushing your face. You open your mouth, then close it, resembling a fish caught off guard. You didn't expect him to be awake this early. "No—I—I just—"

"I'll give you a son," he interrupts, his voice trembling, his hand running through his hair. "If you let me, I'll give you anything." His tone carries a hint of desperation. He had refrained from any physical contact since the beginning of your marriage. It would have created more distance between you, rather than bringing you closer. He didn't want your first night together to be the result of obligations. That would have been too cruel for his heart—feeling you so close, yet your heart so far away. No.

Your face flushes, and the overwhelming urge to conceal yourself becomes unbearable. You shake your head, swiftly discarding the golden covers from your body. "You must have misheard me," you hastily interject, planting your bare soles on the chilly floor. Before you can rise from the bed, San seizes your forearm and gently guides you back, prompting an unqueenly gasp to escape your lips.

He remains silent as he caresses your hairline with a tender hand, peering at you beneath his long lashes. Both of you linger in silence for a moment, locking gazes. The room is so quiet that you can almost discern the rhythmic thumping of his heart, although you can only feel it through the thin fabric of your nightgown.

"I like you," he murmurs into the void. You part your lips to reply, but he doesn't allow you to continue. "I don't know you, but I like you. I would say I love you, but I don't want to push you. So I'll settle for 'I like you.'" He concludes, his lips pressed together in an anxious frown.

You remain silent for a while, simply gazing at him, your eyelashes fluttering. San senses that he might be on the verge of being sick, until you break into a faint smile. Your hands find their way to his face, both of them cradling his cheeks, as your thumbs stroke gently.

"I don't… I don't know you," you mumble, and it's the truth. You hadn't taken the effort to learn more about him beyond the superficial information an empress should possess about her emperor, essential for ruling over a country by his side. "But I can learn. I can try."

Your voice barely rises above a whisper, and you both chuckle like children discovering something shiny.

He leans down over your body, planting a gentle kiss on the gold earring adorning your left ear and then another at the juncture of your ear and neck. He lingers for a few moments, inhaling your natural scent as he feels you shudder at the touch of his lips against your skin. A smirk tugs at his lips before he swiftly jumps out of bed, leaving you alone in the opulent chamber. You hear him exuberantly cheering with the knights outside the door, and you can't help but smile at his youthful enthusiasm. He's making a complete fool of himself, and you turn in the bed, burying your face in his pillow, releasing your own muffled scream of excitement, your feet kicking up in the air. You find yourself laughing, carried away by the rush of adrenaline.

Suddenly, someone clears their throat from behind you. You turn to find the rotation of maids, poised and ready for your daily morning routine. Flustered, you promptly compose yourself, rising to sit and smoothing down your hair. The youngest maids attempt to stifle their laughter behind their sleeves, while you attempt not to perish from embarrassment.

masterlist | taglist in comments

[kairoot]

ateez’s little pirates !

꒰ pairing: ateez x poc!reader

꒰ synopsis: ateez’s kids and their bios | obviously these photos DO NOT belong to me, they were just placed for example and cause I thought they were so adorable 💔💔 this is all fiction.

꒰ ateez as dads masterlist

☆. hongjoong. — nelani & aidan

nelani 𑁍 — 2 yrs

full name: nelani ayana kim

korean name: kim nabi [ 김나비 ]

nickname(s): nabi, nana, lani, mini hong, etc.

birthdate: july 15

birth time: 3:05 pm

birthplace: houston, texas, usa

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean , [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [ your language ]

facts about nelani.

nelani is the first born obviously 😽

she’s a daddy’s girl 100% but still loves you

she was born in the middle of ateez’s tour actually..

but good thing it was a day they didn’t have a show

hongjoong had brought you along because he did not want you by yourself with a baby that would pop out at any moment

she’s a very lively girl

loves bubbles (don’t know where she got that from..)

joong made songs dedicated to her when she was born

she absolutely loves dancing

likes painting

aidan ♬ — 8 months

full name: aidan kim/kim aidan

korean name: kim hyeonjun [ 김현준 ]

nickname(s): ai, den-den (made by nelani)

birthdate: april 7

birth time: 6:37 pm

birthplace: seoul, south korea

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean, [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [your language ]

facts about aidan.

aidan is a very calm baby

nelani is way more hyper than him, even when she was a baby

your pregnancy and delivery with him was easier as well

he loves dancing

joong takes him to the studio sometimes

aidan actually loves music a lot

whenever he hears it or someone starts singing to him, he starts movingn

☆. seonghwa. — samara

samara ✿ — 9 months

full name: samara rose park

korean name: park saeyoung

nickname(s): mari, mars (2), etc.

birthdate: march 21

birth time: 9:26 pm

birthplace: [ your birthplace ]

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean, [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [ your language ]

facts about samara.

samara and her dad are literal best friends

you gave birth to her while visiting family

seonghwa named her

during your pregnancy, he would stress over names because he wanted the perfect one for her

you would literally wake up to him writing in a notepad at 2 am 😭

she’s his little helper in the kitchen

she loves eating

☆. yunho. — dylan

dylan ᯐ — 2 yrs

full name: dylan jeong

korean name: jeong yujin

nickname(s): dj, yuyu

birthdate: august 4

birth time: 10:06 am

birthplace: seoul, south korea

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean, [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [ your language ]

facts about dylan.

tbh dylan is a little more of a mama’s boy but he still loves his parents equally

yunho loves playing with him whether it’s outside, inside with his toys or reading to him before bed

dylan is a quiet kid usually

but once he’s used to someone, he’s really giggly and has a warm personality like his dad

(tbh i can see yunho having way more kids than this but..)

☆. yeosang. — elaina

elaina ღ — 6 months

full name: elaina avery kang

korean name: kang dayeon

nickname(s): el, lailai (wooyoung created this)

birthdate: june 8

birth time: 7:17 pm

birthplace: incheon, south korea

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean, [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [ your language ]

facts about elaina.

elaina’s a pretty quiet baby

she’s been very close to you since birth but she absolutely loves yeosang

he still gets a bit nervous because it’s his first time

but he still loves her so much

she falls asleep on yeosang all the time and loves cuddling

☆. san. — august ‘auggie’

auggie ₊˚ — 10 months

full name: august anthony choi

korean name: choi haneul

nickname(s): auggie, bubba, etc.

birthdate: august 10

birth time: 11:37 am

birthplace: incheon, south korea

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean, [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [ your language ]

facts about auggie.

his first name is august but everyone just calls him auggie (mostly did this because i couldn’t decide between august and auggie for a real first name)

absolutely loves his dad — you too of course

atinys adore auggie

san came up with auggie’s name because of his birth month and it’s meaning

auggie can be a sneaky baby

he’s on san’s hip all day, 24/7

☆. mingi. — jasmine

jasmine ₊˚ — 2 yrs

full name: jasmine mae song

korean name: song jina

nickname(s): jas, jj, princess

birthdate: may 27

birth time: 10:06 pm

birthplace: busan, south korea

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean, [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [ your language ]

facts about jasmine.

she’s a daddy’s girl 100%

she’s an exact replica of her dad; his personality, looks, etc.

jasmine isn’t really hyper but she isn’t calm either

lovessss cuddling with mingi

she likes nature

☆. wooyoung. — maria

maria ₊˚ — 10 months

full name: maria areum jung

korean name: jung areum

nickname(s): marie, mo, mookie-pookie (bruh idk i found it on Google)

birthdate: december 16

birth time: 8:06 am

birthplace: incheon, south korea

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean, [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [ your language ]

facts about maria.

silly girl just like her dad (no she’s just like woo down to the BONE)

she never likes to go to bed which is a struggle for you and woo

early bird

she’s very hyper

takes her awhile to get used to people she doesn’t know

☆. jongho. — jun

jun ✧ — 9 months

full name: choi seo-jun (최서준)

nickname(s): jun, juju, junie

birthdate: july 19

birth time: 6:08 am

birthplace: seoul, south korea

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean, [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [ your language ]

facts about jun.

jun and jongho are quite literally inseparable

he lovesss watching whatever his dad is watching, doing whatever he’s doing, etc.

he’s a good balance between hyper and calm

likes sports like jongho, even if he is too young to comprehend it

jongho named him

[unique-high]

ATEEZ S/o Popular YouTube Live Streamer Reaction.

Requested: i would like to request how ateez members would react to their s/o being a popular YouTube streamer and them accidentally walking in on their s/o live stream in the chat would go crazy.

a/n: this is a birthday themed request. I enjoyed making this. It was funny to me. 🤣

NOT EDITED BUT PROOFREAD A LITTLE.

MINGI: "HAPPY BIRTDA-" He stops at the threshold of the door wearing a party hat and holding a cake. "Oh, are you live streaming?"

You turned in your gamer chair looking at your boyfriend. "Um, yeah."

"Oh, really?" He steps further into the room, looking at the computer screen.

The chat box started going crazy

Zen: Omg is that who I think it is?!?

Baby Tee: Is this your boyfriend y/n? Why does he low-key look like Mingi from Ateez?

Theodore: Oh my freaking nuts. MINGI? Is this a prank? Or is this some crazy video editing somehow?!?

Suan: their boyfriend can't b Mingi. Not THE Mingi. This has to be some kind of prank fr fr.

Psycho: It makes sense now why Y/n never showed us their bf. Its cause he is just as famous as they are!!

You pulled your boyfriend into the screen smiling. "Um, Everyone so yeah... Mingi from ateez is my boyfriend."

Mingi sat the cake down so he could wave. "Hi, Everyone, I am Y/n's boyfriend. Nice to meet you all." He smiles. "If you all don't mind, I'm going to steal y/n for a few hours."

YUNHO: He didn't know that you were in the middle of live streaming when he came dancing into the room singing Happy Birthday and popping confetti poppers.

"Yunho, I'm living streaming right now." You pointed at your computer.

"Oh, shit." he quickly bows. "I didn't mean to ruin your live."

The chat box started to go off.

Kill la Kill: Okay no, cause is dat YUNHO I see? lol.

Mint Mint: U CAN RUIN MY LIFE!!

Prince Charming: Is he ur boyfriend?

Rugrat: Y were u keepin him a secret from us?

Paul: Is this guy famous or sumthing?

Lizzy Bear: Don't tell me he's Y/n's bf like they're my WAIFU!!

NOT OKAY: I hope Y/n can fight. LMAO

"Would you like to join the live with me, Yunho?" You ask him.

"I don't want to steal the attention from you, but if you want to I will." He pushes you out of the way and smiles into the camera. "Yunho, taking over."

JONGHO: While you were in the middle of showing off your new headset, a fan gifted you. Jongho burst open the door blowing a party blower. "Let's get the party start-" he pauses. "Oh. Oh, are you streaming already?"

"Yeah." You said. "Want to say hi?"

Jongho wobbles over, waving. "Hi, I'm Jongho. Y/n's number 1 supporter."

The chat box starts flooding in with messages.

Bambi: No way. NO FREAKING WAY THIS IS THE JONGHO!!

Jaya Jaya ya: He should be grateful to have bagged a baddie like Y/n.

Shy Mariah: BLOW THE WHISTLE!

sUpEr MaRio: I just started stanning ATEEZ and Jongho is my bias!!! i'mma go cry in a corner.

My lucky lady: New Ship?

BBQ Sauce on my tittes: Jst waiting for the crazy fans to enter the chat *sips tea*

SAY MY NAME: Does dis mean we getting couple stuff now? cuz I don't mind at all :)

Jongho laughs at the ship comment saying. "What can our ship name be?"

You rolled your eyes nudging him out of the way. "Jongho has boyfriend duties now. Say bye Jongho."

He pouts. "Bye Y/n's live stream fans."

SEONGHWA: He was rubbing his sleepy eyes in his other hand was a gift bag with your birthday gift, he sleepily walked into the middle of your live stream yawning, holding out your gift in front of you. "Y/n, happy birthday."

"Baby, say hi to my fans." You beamed.

"Huh?"

You pulled him down to be in frame and pointed at your computer. "I'm live."

"What?!" Seonghwa nervously laughed, running his fingers through his messy bleached hair. "Um, Hi Y/n's fans I didn't mean to interrupt."

Fever Fever: Mother Seonghwa is that u?

Bad boi dwn: Oh, wonder how his company is going to cover this up?

Queen of tha South: Wasn't expecting to be blinded by a handsome man.

Lil Lotto: We need a story time cause like wtf?

U can call me monster: Y/n musta did something in a past life to be this lucky to get a K-POP man.

Crazy Form: whenever he eat the cookie he got good form?????

Alice In Wonderland: This man makes me forget I'm lesbian.

"Should we do a small q & a?" You ask your fans.

Seonghwa sits on your lap. "Yeah, should we?"

WOOYOUNG: He was wearing a pink lace apron and carrying a homemade cake when he walked into the middle of your live streaming while you were doing the dance to Bouncy.

"I baked you a cake for your birthday but I see you're busy. I'll come back later." Wooyoung said.

"I'm having a birthday live. You can join in. Everyone would love to see you."

Your fans started flooding the chat.

Pirate King: R my eyes deceiving me? Wooyoung is that you my boy?

Kitty Kat: Oh they really living the Y/n life.

White boy wasted: Haters gonna say this fake.

i stole ur bias: adding to the hit list.

Alpha Josh: So are we going to ignore the fact that this man is overly gorgeous?

Pizza HūrT: Life isn't fair because how can I live the Y/n dream? do I need to play “I'm not like other girls” card?

Dirty Sprite: K, that explains why she never shows us her phone screen saver.

Woo Woo: I can't right now. Because like Wooyoung and Y/n are together? Two of my favorite ppl n the world!

“Well, since I'm in the live stream, can you all help me wish, Y/n a very happy birthday.” Wooyoung gives you a kiss on the cheek.

YEOSANG: He didn't mean to barge in during your live stream. At first he doesn't notice because he puts his phone in your face. The rest of Ateez faces were shoved into the phone camera yelling happy birthday to you, it was so chaotic and loud. You smiled at Yeosang.

“Babe I'm in the middle of a live stream right now.”

“You are?”

“Yeah. See everyone is commenting.” You point at the chat box.

Yeosang reads the incoming messages.

Depresso Expresso: idk how to explain it but he's the product of his mother during all the work doing sex.

Dat girl Maya: yeah what they said ^^^

Get'em Gates: r u 2 dating?

Ur Faves Can't Rap: I'm suddenly gay.

M0lLy: Oh I know he's cracking her back like a glow stick every night.

I got that dog in meee: Funny of u to assume he does the cracking ^^^

Princess Tee: he's a work of ARRRT.

Megan Thee Goat: He's the definition of HOT BOY. If ykyk.

“Okay say bye to Yeosang everyone before he gets a big head.” You laughed, poking your boyfriend in the ribs.

HONGJOONG: “Okay make a wish!” Hongjoong burst into your room with a cupcake in his hand and a big smile on his face.

You spun in your gaming chair. “Where are your clothes?”

“I'm your birthday gift.” Hongjoong winks at you.

“Thats nice in and all. But there's like 100,000 people seeing your junk.”

“You're joking right?” He lets out a nervous laugh, using the cupcake to cover himself.

“Nope. Live stream.”

“Live stream?” he swallowed and waves at everyone watching. “Hi, I'm um Hongjoong Y/n's birthday gift.”

The chat box went crazy.

Vanilla baby: At least he came unwrapped. My God!!!

GUERRILLA: ooou he's a big boy indeed.

Choke me spank me: sssjjiokhdgfertgyjbfrfv.

San's left nut: I can die happily now.

Icky Vicky: He your man?!?

Touch sum grass: HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N!!!! But please get your naked man off the screen. My mom walked in and thought I was watching porn....

Jimin's baby momma: am I in a fanfic right now?

Peru Peru: He slanging.

Sativa: he really gifted us all.

Bill Nye: isn't this how most porns start?

3D: Can he make it bouncy?

Olivia: This man is sex on legs.

“Sorry, everyone. Hongjoong will go put on some clothes now.”

“But I like the attention.”

You ended the live playfully beating up Hongjoong.

SAN: He had the same idea as Hongjoong but instead of being naked he wore a silk black robe but still naked underneath. San walked into your room with a bottle of champagne and from somewhere in the house Birthday by Katy Perry played.

"Y/n, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!" San drops his robe, bare ass to the camera. "This is all for you. but when isn't it?" he smirks.

You stared at your boyfriend. "Um babe, you're mooning my live stream."

"What the fuck?" He hurries to grab the robe from the floor to cover himself. "Why didn't you say anything sooner!”

You laughed. “I wasn't expecting you go all Chippendale's on me.”

The messages started to flood in.

Isamu: Um... Continue please?

Misty Blue: lol mooning yes. A FULL moon indeed.

Hawaii Five - O: Lol is it just me are does he look like San from ATEEZ?

Jazmine: Yea was watching with my dad...Thanks...

Lisa: CAUSE IT IS SAN FROM ATEEZ. *screaming and punching the air*

Da Kid: Boyfriend or Roommate?

Hailey: noooo y is my husband there with Y/n!!!! San you come home this minute!

Supernatural Fan: Didn't think I'd b seeing a guy's bare ass while enjoying my salad.

Beth: Thank you for the heart attack.

Charlie: I don't think roommates do this kind of thing @ Da Kid.

Angelina: PUT IT ON MEEEEEE!!!SCXSYBXQTIVKSWTCHOUDWWXGHGD

Kimmy: Are u getting dick downed by him every night?

iPad adult: Too much junk in the trunk lol.

“Now that everyone has seen my boyfriend's butt. I'm ending the stream.”

“Does that mean you're going to enjoy your birthday gift now?” San smiles at you.

[moonlightdreamzz]

Their first time going down on you <3 — Hongjoong, Wooyoung, and San.

→ warning! 18+. pure smut

Hongjoong

Everyone else around Joong was so obsessed with sex, and while he had memories of the pleasure it gave him in the past, what you two had was so much so deeper than that. He truly valued the connection you two had, to the point that making love to you was the last thing on his mind when he was with you.

He was too busy being obsessed with your contagious laugh and listening to all of the crazy things that happened in your day, everyday. He would be lying if he said the thought of worshipping your body never crossed his mind, but it didn’t linger for long.

You two had agreed that you weren’t going to rush it. When the time was right, you both would know. Of course, that didn’t mean he hadn’t planned exactly how he wanted it to be so that when that time came, it would be a night to remember.

For weeks the tension had become more and more intense. The subtle touches, the kisses that would lead to the beginning stages of making love, but the two of you would always stop each other - chuckling nervously as you pulled away each time. Hongjoong laughed at you because you always claimed innocent, yet the way you were just kissing him told a different story. You laughed at how red he always got, his hair sticking to his forehead already and the two of you still had your clothes on. He was so flustered.

Hongjoong didn’t want to let another situation like this happen and be unprepared. It was time for operation make love to Y/N to go into full effect.

All the reservations had been made, and his two days off as well as yours had been secured. He didn’t tell you where you were going, just that it was exactly what you needed to wind down. You both knew what that included, but you and Joong had the type of relationship where you didn’t have to say most things out loud to hear them.

You arrived, and the day went as planned. All night the two of you had been lingering touches in all the right places, and you knew you were already so wet when the real thing hadn’t even happened yet. The second the two of you got back to your hotel, the sexual tension in the room was thick enough to suffocate the both of you.

You stand at the edge of the bed, feeling as if it was your first time. You suppose that was a good thing. That was only more confirmation that you truly were so in love with him. You begin to get lost in your thoughts as you step out of your heels when you feel Hongjoong behind you. His boner pokes at your ass, and your knees practically collapse at the feeling.

He, at a painfully slow place, begins to unzip your dress, allowing his breath to do the work his lips would be doing soon enough. Chills covered your entire body at the feelings of your dress becoming a pool around your ankles.

The first order of business for Joong is to taste you. Being in the heat of the moment - it was as if every hidden craving he had for you was coming out at once. He couldn’t wait to see you unravel all because of him.

It was as if his tounge had a spell casted specifically to make your pussy cry from how good it felt. His hands are on so many places on your body. First your breasts, then your stomach, and then your legs to hold them by your ears as his tounge makes itself at home on your pearl.

He was so good. So many guys licked everywhere but where it actually felt good, but he knew. You could feel how wet you were getting. You knew you were going to cum, which was rare in the position you were currently in. He was being so careful, yet he was devouring you at the same time. He couldn’t help but moan for a multitude of reasons - the first being at how sexy you were. Your body was perfectly sculpted for him, every beauty mark a gift to him. Second, the trust you clearly had in him. There is not a tense muscle in your body as the sound of him slurping up your juices filled the room. The moonlight illuminated the entire room, causing every inch of your cocoa colored body to glow. He had to stop for a moment.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.”

His mouth is covered in your juices. Your love for him is dripping from his lips, and his eyes are low as the two of you finally make eye contact. “I love you so much, baby. Your beauty is unmatched, do you know that?”

For some reason, your insecurities hit you. You want to respond back in an equally sexy way, but you can’t help but question did he really mean it? “Does it look okay? Does it taste okay?” You regret it the second you say it. This was not a moment to be insecure.

He chuckles right in your clit, refusing to break eye contact with you. “You have the prettiest pussy I have ever seen baby. And I have never had a meal so good.” He takes a lick at the opening of your vagina for good measure.

“What does it taste like?” You mutter seductively, beginning to get in your zone.

“Like mine.” Is all he can say before face planting, starting where he left off. You have tears rolling down your cheeks as he’s eating as if it’s the last thing he’ll ever have.

His fingers become his tag team partner as he can sense you getting closer to your destination. His moans are just as load as yours, just muffled because he can’t take his nose out of your pussy. He never wanted to come up for air. He wanted to taste you everyday.

He’s fingering you and making love to your clit with his tounge - your beautiful cries of pleasure being his cheerleader to keep up the good work. He can hear you shouting that you’re about to cum.

“Mhm.” Is all he can chuckle before continuing, feeling your legs shake and your cum beginning to cover his face. You’re begging him to stop, but he can’t. He had found his new home. When he finally decides to let up, the first thing he does is kiss you, placing his tounge deep into your mouth. His hand caresses your inner though gently.

“See,” he smirks, “Mine.”

Wooyoung

He was so nervous and truthfully wasn’t sure if he could please you in the way he dreamed, yet, he couldn’t fight the intense craving he had for your taste no matter how hard he tried.

It was odd for Woo, because he had never felt the desire to put his mouth down south in his past relationships, if you could even call them that. Everybody knew that idols weren’t out here making love to one another. It was typically a little playing around that either stopped there, or led to quick sex. And he would be lying if he didn’t admit that the guys always got the better end of the deal.

He felt horrible, but he had never given anyone head before. Truthfully, he barely had any real experience in the first place even with his flirtatious nature. When he did mess around with people, they never asked him to do it, and he was too busy fondling in other places. He also lacked the motivation to do it anyway if he was being honest. That was so intimate.

But he just could not shake this feeling. Every time he looked at you, he wanted to lick you from your toes to the top of your head. He wanted to be face first in your pussy. He wanted your scent to linger in his nose for the rest of his life. His confidence though - you made him so shy. Usually he was the one that made people flustered, but not with you. He couldn’t hold eye contact with you even though you two had been together for months. When you touched him, no matter how innocent it was, his dick refused to stay down. He couldn’t hold in his desires anymore no matter what he tried.

It didn’t help that lately, the two of you had been getting friskier than normal. Wooyoung always had permission to touch you wherever. This included booty rubs, slapping your ass playfully, and kissing you all over - but he never did it with sexual intent. He was just so in love with you he wanted to be in your skin all day.

The two of you were in the midst of watching a movie - well, in better words, had pressed play. Both your eyes are on the screen, but Wooyoung is not watching a damn thing on your 60 inch flat screen. He was too distracted. Your signature scent wouldn’t allow him to focus. The way your breast teased the crease of his elbow already had his dick twitching.

He can’t do this anymore. He stares at you, and you turn and face him all the the same. This is what had been happening between the two of you lately; you would lock eyes, which would would then lead the two of you into a heated make out session before you both stopped. Tonight though, he knew something more was going to happen. It was the way you were practically drooling the second he started to slowly caress your elbow.

“Baby.” He utters.

“Yes.” You spill identically, as if the word is falling out of your mouth.

“I want to—can I—I need to taste you. Can I eat you out? Please.” He practically whimpers. He connects your forehead to yours, and the second he does, you’re falling back on your sofa.

Woo doesn’t hesitate. He begins to press soft kisses all the way down your body, stopping at your pink shorts that he knew you wore just for him. He sticks his nose directly at your pearl. Now he’s the one drooling.

The two of you had never gone this far, so he doesn’t know what to expect. He gently pulls your shorts down - kissing you through your panties when he feels his face getting moist. Fuck. You were so damn wet.

He sees you cover your face In embarrassment, and he swiftly removes your hands. “Don’t be embarrassed, baby. I wanna see your beautiful eyes looking at me while I make you cum.”

He’s acting cool, calm, and collected, but in reality he’s sweating his ass off. Remember, Wooyoung has never done this before. He pulls your panties down before saying one last thing.

“Y/N…I’ve never done this before, but I’m not stopping until your cum is all over my face.”

At first taste, he’s in love. As he continues to gently lick your clit, he’s studying you. You’re quivering as his tounge makes love to you.

“A little more pressure.” You whisper, grabbing his head and doing it for him.

“Don’t let go.” He instructs. He’s falling in love with the way you tugging on his scalp feels.

He was already so obsessed with you, and this did nothing but make it so much more intense. Your tangy taste is his favorite flavor. He’s lapping everywhere, but realizes you love when he licks your clit.

You’re getting so fucking wet. Your gentle whimpers are encouraging him to keep going. He knows he’s not perfect, but he knows that he is pleasuring you.

I can’t lie, being his first time, Wooyoung is down there for awhile trying to figure out what makes you cum. You enjoy it though, because his tongue feels so damn good swirling around your clit. The sight of him so eager to make you feel good…you knew this night was going to end with more than head.

San

His entire body was raging at the sight of you and him. For the past 15 minutes, he had a front row seat to you two having so much in common, making eachother laugh so hard you could barely stand, and the subtle touches your “friend” gave you.

San wasn’t stupid. He knew the game. This guy wanted you, and he hated that he was allowing what he was seeing to infiltrate his thoughts so much, but he couldn’t help it. You were his girl. You belonged to him - every inch of you, and he knows he usually kept it light and innocent between the two of you, but it’s as if you’re begging for him to show you a side of him that would leave you speechless when you do this in front of him.

Even in this moment of irritation, he can’t be upset with you. If anything, he was oddly turned on. He had been fantasizing too much these days about coming home, stressing oozing from his head to his toes. He would see you, and immediately pick you up - devouring your pussy to calm him down and fucking you until tears were in your eyes to keep the edge off.

You didn’t know exactly what was bothering your boyfriend, but you knew jealousy was the culprit. The entire card ride home he was silent, but the right hand that was placed on your left thigh was a telling that he wasn’t angry with you. You had no idea what to expect when you walked into your apartment. Did he just need time to calm down? Maybe it wasn’t something you did? No, it had to be. He was fine before you ran into one of your co workers.

The second you walk into your home, you break the silence.

“Baby…”

He’s silent. It’s actually deafening how quiet it is in your humble abode - the only thing that could be heard if you listen close enough being the sexual tension that was coming up for air.

He was so sexy when he was like this. It was rare that you saw this side of him - the intense glare, the heavy breathing, his knee bouncing up and down uncontrollably. You just wanted to jump on his face. But, there was no need to have such a fantasy right now. The two of you, although you had been getting slightly more physical, had a long way to go before his tongue found it’s way into your hole.

You truthfully weren’t really sure how experienced San even was. You knew he wasn’t a virgin, but head? You had no idea if he had even given it to anyone before.

You walk right in between his legs, and his bouncing becomes more intense. You have no recollection of how you got in your next position. One minute you were standing in front of him, and the next you were on the floor, and you and San were making out. He’s removing his shirt, and unzipping your jeans so his fingers can find your clothed clit.

So he was jealous. You can’t help but chuckle into his mouth at the intensity of the moment. You were already pooling, and you hadn’t been in this position long. You had no idea that San could even get like this. Sure, on stage he was definitely sexy, but there was a part of you that thought that was just a persona. The way he’s leaving marks on your neck is telling you that it’s real as fuck.

“Do you know how much I love you? Huh?” San questions as he pulls your shorts down. “I love you so fucking much.” He’s kissing down your belly now, scooting down to get in position and your brain feels nauseous. Was he about to?

I’ve been wanting to do this for so long. Taste you. Feel you grinding on my face because I do this shit so good. Why do you love making me so jealous?”

You truthfully had no intentions of making him jealous, but if you were anything, you were a damn tease.

“Because I knew it would finally have you face first in my pussy.”

You didn’t know what saying that would do, but you’re glad you said it because he follows your instructions perfectly.

It’s like the world is about to end the way his licking you. You were always terrified when you got head for the first time because you had been disappointed so many times. People always talked up such a big game, just to have you rolling your eyes in annoyance, not pleasure.

But not San. This is the best head you’ve ever gotten and he had just started. Both his hands are placed on your inner thighs as he moistens your already wet pussy. You can tell he genuinely loves how you taste by the way that he sampling you.

You taste so fucking good. He never had any doubt you would, but there’s a difference between a dream and living in it. It’s so good that he has to switch the angle. He moves to a side position so that he has perfect access to your clit. He switches from licking it like a lollipop, to placing his mouth directly on it so that if someone was watching, the wouldn’t even be able to see what his tongue was doing to you. Your moans and attempt to hold him back would be the only thing to indicate how good he was making you feel in this moment.

San doesn’t hesitate to put a finger in. He knows the game. Penetration + focusing on the clit was the key to making a girl cum from head. His fingers move in a wave-like motion inside your pussy, which is soaking. His entire hand is quite literally covered in your juice. He takes it out for a second just to taste you. He slaps your ass before putting his fingers back in you.

“This is my pussy.” He sounds like he’s underwater. I mean, technically speaking, he kinda was.

“It’s your pussy, San.” He loves that you said his real name, and not baby in this moment. It made him feel so fucking official. Like he really owned you.

He eats and eats and eats, to the point where you know that you’re about to leak all over his sculpted nose. You know that’s what he wants though. You’re whimpering at this point, and he’s looking right at you the minute you open your eyes to really see the magic he’s working on your clit. You can’t help it - you begin to hump his fingers and face just like you fantasized.

There it is. The build up. San knows it too because his fingers start curling faster and his licks are slow, but filled with pressure. His tongue is swirling on your clit so perfectly it’s making you dizzy.

“Mhm.” He all he can manage. He can barely breathe but he doesn’t care.

“San—fuck!” Your body shakes at the intense orgasm you’re having right now, but he doesn’t stop. You’re pushing his head away, but he doesn’t stop. It isn’t until your shaking calms down that he finally lifts his head — a cocky look in his eye. He licks every inch of cum from your pussy, kissing you immediately after.

“You think he could eat you like that? Huh? Sexy ass.” He kisses you again. “No one will ever make you do that but me. You’re mine.”

“Where did you learn that at?” You can barely breathe, but you manage to get the sentence out.

→ authors note: happy holidays. hehehehehe 🤭🎄. i have been writing a lot of smut, but I promise my next work of art will be very fluffy! i’m not even filthy fr. i do this for y’all. 👀

[minkookie95]

Shout out to all the fanfic writers who intentionally write for POC. As a black girl it’s only been within the last year or so I’ve felt included, as a reader, on this app and other fanfic apps. Love y’all for what you do and your dedication to the craft.

Know that your work is appreciated🤍🖤🫶🏽

[ktt-nz]

I wanna start writing fanfics for my K-pop girlies of color 👀 I noticed there’s a drought around these parts

[thesafecafe]

Back To Sleep: Feb Filth Fest day 2

CW + Disclaimer: 18+, MDNI, Somnophilia (consensual), oral (fem receiving), late night sex, unprotected sex, (do it safe y’all),fem! reader, chubby reader with thick thighs, praise, body worship, sexual language, use of the word cunt, pet names (baby girl, baby, pretty girl), smut under the cut, enjoy! Disclaimer: I do not believe the members of Ateez would act like this irl, nor is this meant to be a representation of the members or their personalities. It is a fictional depiction for entertainment purposes.

Words: 862

It was dark in your apartment. A comfortable silence encased your cozy little corner of the world. The soft pitter patter of rain was the only noticeable sound in the house, save the almost undetectable snores of you and your boyfriend, who had gotten stuck at your place during the storm. You both had agreed he should stay the night, and go to work in the morning from your place, since it was closer to your apartment anyway. 

Seonghwa seemed to be currently having a hard time getting sleep though. He couldn’t tell what was troubling him, but he could feel that something wasn’t right. Shifting to lay on his side, Seonghwa sensed movement, his mind immediately going to you. Maybe that was it. You were moving around, and he probably picked up on your restlessness. That was it. He sleepily pulled you closer to him, murmuring in his half sleep state. “Baby, stop moving, I wanna sleep.” Mistake number one. The feeling that something wasn’t right had struck again, only this time, it was closer. “What in the-” Seonghwa opened his eyes, blinking a few times before scanning his surroundings. He quickly found out the source of the problem. 

It was you. Unable to keep still in your sleep, your thigh was rubbing against him unconsciously, causing a tent to form in his pants. “Fuck that’s gonna be a problem.” Seonghwa hissed as your thigh brushed up against him again. He tensed when he heard you say his name in your sleep, gripping his shirt for dear life. “Seonghwa, please…“  So that was it. You were the one having a wet dream. Seonghwa was half flattered that you were dreaming about him, but half annoyed that the now had a boner, and he couldn’t exactly move away from you to take care of it in the bathroom without waking you. And if you kept moving your thigh, he was sure he’d lose his mind.

Carefully shifting so that he was hovering over you, Seonghwa took in what you had worn to sleep. Your favorite pair of sleep shorts, and a shirt that you’d taken from Seonghwa’s closet. He cursed under his breath when he saw the wet spot in the center of your shorts. Seeing you like this, in his clothes, dreaming of him, and calling his name in clear need made your boyfriend snap. Gently tugging your shorts down your legs, he cast them off to the side. 

He took in the sight of you, his mouth watering as your arousal dripped down your plush thighs. Seonghwa couldn't resist leaning forward, and pulling you closer to his mouth. His tongue parted your lips, and he lapped at your hole before licking his way up to your clit. He sucked on it, swirling his tongue, twisting it just the way he knew you liked. He heard you get louder, your moans and cries of his name being like music to his ears. He kissed you clit once, before spreading your lips again, this time pushing his tongue into you. His thumb toyed with your pearl, while he fucked his tongue into you. He explored your walls with fervor, desperate for your release on his tongue.

"Hwa, please- too, too much" you stuttered. Ahh, so you were awake now? Seonghwa hummed against you, and rubbed you clit faster. Your orgasm hit you hard, your thighs closing in on his head as he helped you ride it out. You barely recovered before you felt something heavy against your leg. "Princess, I adore the way you taste. But I need more. Can I?" Blinking up at your boyfriend, you realized through your sleepy, post orgasm haze what he was asking. "Go ahead Hwa." That was all he needed. Spreading your legs wide, Seonghwa slowly pushed into you, groaning as he bottomed out. He pushed your legs up, placing them over his shoulders. He needed you to feel all of him, feel exactly what you did to him.

He started to move, his hold on your legs tight as he pounded into you. "You know, you'd think I'd get used to the way you sleep by now. Always moving your cute ass around, making me want you more than I already do. You drive me insane." Seonghwa started picking up speed, using the angle of his hips to fuck you deeper into the mattress. “Your body was made for me, fuck. You’re so fucking gorgeous baby girl.” He moved your legs off his shoulders, pausing only to hook them around his waist. He took your hands in his, resuming his previous pace. 

“Your pretty little cunt takes me so well. Always sucking me in so readily, you’re so  good for me. So easy. A pretty pussy for a pretty girl, my pretty girl.” Seonghwa felt you clench around him, a smirk playing on his face. “You like being my good, pretty girl, huh baby?” Seonghwa leaned down, kissing up the side of your neck. “Love it so much Hwa, please don’t stop, ‘m so close.” Seonghwa soothed you, softly kissing your lips. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll fuck this pretty little pussy right back to sleep.”

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Tags: @minhyuuk, @atinyszn​, @hijeongguk​, @k-drizzle​, @hwalysm, @treasure-hwa​, @mintmoose64​

[ja3hwa]

Hello my name is London I’m new to your page I love your Ateez fanfics. It’s so hard finding imagines and fanfics for Ateez, I use to read on Wattpad but I could barely find any and it’s extra hard being a black female also. I was wondering if when you come back from your hiatus if I could request two fanfics and also if I could be tagged?

Hi, sweet heart. I would love to try and write your requests. Send them in, hehe. Also, as a poc, you might have more help with representation if you read my dear friends work as she is a poc herself. And her work is amazing.

-> @thesafecafe

Also, if you're looking for more black creators, may I suggest these people. They are brilliant writers.

@2cupids @pyramid-of-starrs @atinycafe @gojosnympho @ad0rechuu @brownsugarbaybee

^^ These are some writers I've seen on my feed for a while, and all their work is really good. But if you look through the tags I've listed below, you can find a bundle of fantastic work as well.

If anyone else has any poc creators they know of, mention them in the comments ♡♡

[2cupids]

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄 | 𝐬. 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢 𝐱 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

warnings — mingi’s a perv, m.asturbation, and mentions of oral (f. and m. receiving). mdni (17+).

mingi often fantasizes about you.

it’s wrong and he’s embarrassed to even admit it, but it’s true. anytime he goes to pleasure himself, you’re all he can think about.

just like tonight.

the jet lag got the best of him and he couldn’t sleep, so the next best thing he could do was jack off, spitting a wad of saliva into his hand and letting it wander down south.

he doesn’t need porn because you stay on his mind. he imagines a different position that he wants to fuck you in every time he goes to touch himself and it doesn’t take him long to cum, his hot release landing on his chest and stomach.

it’s true that everything started out innocently enough, with him sneaking glances at your cleavage anytime your breasts were close to his face like when you leaned over to fill in his eyebrows. he is just a man after all.

soon, he started paying attention to what you wore, especially if it was revealing or short.

he loves when he gets a glimpse of your bra when you bend down sometimes, or whenever your skirt or dress rides up. he silently begs to get a glimpse of your panties too, or lack of them.

he often finds himself having to discreetly cover his growing erection from his overactive imagination while you get him dolled up.

he always compliments your hair whenever you change it up or style it differently. he drinks in the way you shyly accept his compliments, taking pride in knowing he has that effect on you.

he treasures every second that the two of you playfully bicker as you do his makeup, not only because he’s developed a little crush on you, but also because he enjoys seeing when your tits jiggle from laughing at whatever silly thing he’s said.

and he feels gross sometimes, like a pervert, but he can’t help it.

you’re a pretty lady, but he thinks you would look even prettier with his dick in your mouth as he fucks your pretty face until he cums down your throat.

he often fantasizes about bending you over the makeup table and taking you right there, leaving fingerprint marks in your skin from the way he grips your ass.

he dreams about having you underneath him as he drives his cock into you, giving you all of him while he watches the way your face contorts in pleasure and how your tits bounce with every thrust.

but as badly as he wants to feel you tightly wrapped around him, he wants to be in between those luscious thighs of yours with his face stuffed in your pussy even more. he yearns to be the one causing pretty moans to escape from your mouth as your thighs constrict around his head as he makes you cum all over his tongue.

and all he needs is just one chance to show you what you’re missing out on.

[neomujinjja]

Is it easier to stay or to go

Pairing: 70's Rock Star! Seonghwa x reader

Length: 604 words Genre: Angst

Warning: not edited, toxic relationship, mentions of drugs/drug addiction, mention of tasting alcohol on someone, (spoiler) staying despite knowing better

Synopsis: Despite knowing that your boyfriend's behavior isn't going to change, you struggle deciding on where to stay or go.

Note: there's actually no mention or description of seonghwa being an 70's rockstar but i do want to say he is in this imagine. (it's also because i couldn't imagine hwa being a toxic partner in any other way). i would love to write more 70's rockstar hwa if anyone's interested.

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"Seonghwa? Is that you?" you said, walking into the living room. The clock read 4:00 am and the house was still very dark. No body responded, instead you were greeted with your boyfriend lying on the couch. His hair seemed disheveled and his clothes wrinkled. "Hwa? Where were you? Do you know what time it is?" you asked the male, standing with your arms crossed.

"Does it matter?" he said as he took his arm off of his face. Seonghwa sniffed, looking at you in your pajamas. You scoffed at his answer. It was such a typical response from the male that you didn't even know why you bothered.

"It does."

"Why?"

"Cause I'm your partner, god damn it!" you responded raising your voice. "And I deserve to know what you're doing so late at night! You might not have realized but I already know, I would just like you to let me in!" you ranted at the male. You could feel yourself getting angrier at his behavior that you had been dealing with for 2 years. Seonghwa wasn't like this at the start of your guys' relationship. He had been sweet; taking you out on dates, writing love songs, trying his best to provide and spoil you. But as his fame continued to grow, the man you once knew disappeared, he became uncaring.

"If you know already, then why should I have to tell you" Seonghwa replied in the same monotone manner and voice as he had since the start of the conversation. You watched as the male rummaged through his pockets for something. You knew that too, what he was looking for, that he cared more for his drugs than you. Rubbing your eyes, you sighed. At this point, it was more tiring than anything. Sitting in front of you was not the same person you fell in love with; and who wasn't going to change his new behavior either.

"You know, Hwa, I'm tired."

"What?" He looked up at you. His rummaging had stopped momentarily as Seonghwa analyzed your face. "If you're tired, then head back to bed. I'll join in a bit".

"Not in that way. I'm tired of this. Of our relationship, of you ignoring me and of your drug problems" you sighed again. It was especially tiring knowing that your relationship was at it's seams. It felt as though one strong tug could break it all apart. You just weren't sure what the final cause to do it would be. Seonghwa stood from the couch and walked towards you. He took your arms in his hands, rubbing them up and down as if trying to comfort you.

"Don't say that, love. I'll do better, I swear. I'll work on rehabilitation and I'll start paying more attention to you" he whispered in the space between the two of you. It was like it he was telling you a secret, not for the world to know. As much as you would like to believe that your boyfriend meant it; you knew from the other times that he didn't. Seonghwa tapped his finger under your chin when you didn't respond. "I love you Y/N" he said as he leaned in to give you a kiss. You could taste the alcohol on his mouth as the kiss developed.

"I love you too" you told him upon the two of you pulling apart with tears in your eyes. You meant it too. Because as much as you wanted to leave and hate him, you couldn't. You loved him too much to do so. Staying was hard but so would be leaving.

[atinycafe]

[11:37AM] "Hit those pads a bit harder, babe," Yunho says, a grin tugging at the corners of his lips as your fists, bare and determined, connect with the pads. You dance on your toes, delivering a punch that goes beyond the target, hitting his chest purposefully. You try to pull back, but he playfully holds you in place. "Okay, I'm done playing," you complain, your voice muffled against the black fabric of his compressed shirt. Your boyfriend, a boxer, occasionally brings you to his gym sessions, but today's invitation was for you to take a swing. You expected his usual sweetness, but he's strangely serious. "Come on, tiny, you've got more in you," he teases, but you vigorously shake your head, exhausted and just wanting to lie down. You surrender, collapsing into his arms, making him lift you effortlessly. "Nooooooo," you protest as he drags you towards a nearby bench, kicking and pushing the air dramatically like the playful brat you are. "You're such a kid," he chuckles, settling you down, you continuing your little protest until he shushes you down with his kisses.

[09:56PM] "Just like that baby, a bit tighter," Yunho whispers near your ear, peering down at the bandage wrapping around his knuckles. You smoothly loop it around each of his lengthy fingers, tucking the end neatly beneath a fold. His hand slips out of your grasp, fingers curling and unfurling as he tests the snugness. With a serious gaze, he evaluates the feel. Anticipation lingers as you hope you've done it right. His eyes lock onto yours, a smile finally breaking across his face. The hand he'd been testing finds its place on your head, a gentle pat following. "You did good." Leaning down, he plants a tender kiss on your lips, silently expressing gratitude.

[02:09AM] "Why the tears? I won," he chuckles, playfully swiping at your tear-streaked cheeks, his large hand almost covering your face. Your sobs intensify as you notice his left eye, swollen and not crinkling like the other when he grins. He stifles another laugh. "'S not funny, your face's all fucked up!" you stammer through tears, wiping away the droplet of blood from his cut eyebrow. "You should see the other guy," he boasts, puffing out his chest, proud of his victory despite the bruises—turns out, the other guy got the worse end, a full-on knockout. Yet, he's still hurting, and you can't stand seeing him like this. "Shut up," you retort, clamping down on your lip as you give his shoulder a playful punch, eliciting a soft whine. Quickly, you grasp the spot you hit, worried you might have accidentally targeted a bruise. Pushing his shirt down to inspect, Yunho only pulls you closer. "Gotcha"

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‼️ATTENTION BLACK & POC READERS‼️

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i know that we as black and poc ppl do not get a lot of fics that are written in a way that we can relate to (iykyk) so i figured I’d make an account where we feel welcome and comfortable. in fact, i just might make a community thingy, as soon as I figure out how to use it 😭

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Ateez with their short s/o

Requested: Ateez's reactions to their short s/o tries to jump on the countertop to reach something.

A/N: I am so sorry it took me a while to actually get to this. But hopefully, you still enjoy it! Sorry for any mistakes.

Seonghwa: When he sees you trying to jump on the countertop. He rushes over standing behind you with his arms out ready to catch you if you fall. "Y/n, what are you doing?" He would ask in a slight panic. All you wanted to do was get your favorite snack without bothering your boyfriend. When you almost fell back. Seonghwa freaks and helps you down, scolding you a bit before he reaches up to grab your snack for you.

Hongjoong: At first he doesn't pay any attention to what you are doing. He watches you jump up and down to try to get what you want. "Uh, Y/n do you need help?" he would ask. You'll tell him "N-No I got it." As you struggled to get what you wanted. He would watch you as you climb up the countertop. He's scared thinking you were going to hurt yourself. He stands behind you. Carefully watching each of your movements. His reflexes are fast when he thinks you made a wrong move. Stressing him tf out.

Jongho: He rushes up to you when he sees you on the countertop trying to reach for your favorite package of Ramen. “You're going to hurt yourself y/n here. Let me help you.” He would say. But you're very adamant about getting the ramen yourself without his help. “I got this!” You would say. But clearly, you didn't then slip off the countertop scaring the shit out of Jongho. He catches you. Checking to see if you are okay.

San: When he walks into the kitchen and sees you trying to jump up on the countertop. He comes over to you. “Are you trying to hurt yourself?!” He would say. He has told you a million times if you couldn't reach something, come and ask for his help. But there was that part of you that wanted to be independent enough to get something yourself without his help. “I'll get it for you.” he's sweet about. Kisses the top of your head.

Yeosang: Seeing you on the countertop puts him in protective mode. He tries not to freak out because he doesn't want you to freak out because he's freaking out. He uses a gentle voice as he talks to you helping you down. He knows you have been trying not to bug him about getting things for you that were high up. But Yeosang would rather you bug him nonstop to get whatever you wanted. “Y/n, what if you were to hurt yourself?” He would say. A kiss to your hairline.

Mingi: He watches you for a second to see what you're trying to do. When jumping up, trying to grab the cereal doesn't help you. You decide to climb up the countertop. He rushes up to you looking up at you. “Get down before you fall!” He would say. Of course, you didn't think you would fall. You did this a bunch of times when he wasn't home, so you were good until you tried getting down with the cereal and fell into Mingi. He scolds you but makes sure his girl isn't hurt.

Yunho: Yunho had gotten you a step stool a few months ago. That way, you could use it to reach for what you needed. But according to you, you were tall enough to reach for anything and refused to use the step stool. So when he walks into the kitchen and sees you on top of the countertop trying to get bowls for dinner, he's a little upset and afraid you would fall if you weren't careful. He helps you down and flicks your forehead and you pout. “Listen here shorty use the step stool next time. I don't care how tall you think you are, but you're too short to be doing this. You could hurt yourself and I don't wanna see my girl hurt.” he would tell you.

Wooyoung: He did freak out seeing you on the countertop. He's cussing in Korean and trying to get you to come down. You roll your eyes at your boyfriend as you reach for a package of your favorite cookies. “Y/n are you crazy? Why didn't you ask for my help?” he would say as he helped you down. “Because I could get it myself.” You would tell him. He pinches your cheeks. “No, you couldn't if you were climbing up on countertops. Next time, get a chair or come get me.”

[jazminethecreator]

PAIRING : mingi x black reader

ABOUT : “never have to end with me” is about two freshmen (mingi and y/n) meeting at a university welcome party and discover they share interests. their relationship deepens through study sessions and campus events, blossoming into romance. it’s not a fairytale though.

GENRE : smau, fluff, friends to lovers, a little angst

WARNINGS : cussing, kms & kms jokes, some dirty jokes, corny stuff

FEAT : ateez, giselle (aespa), camo (soloist), jey (soloist), and jiwoong (zb1)

NOTE : this is my first ever post and smau im making so if this isn’t as perfect and good then yk why ��� ima try tho yall

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