hallowarren

[4ranghaes]

lee riwoo x reader [fluff, fem!mum!reader, dad!riwoo]

a/n - i have headcanons for kids for all of boynextdoor so this is me actually just working through them lmaooo

00:49 - riwoo blinked his eyes open, rubbing sleep out of them quickly as he sat up, grabbing the moses basket that was propped next to your shared bed and rocking it gently.

“did i do it in time?” he whispered, hearing your body turn towards him, looking round to see your big eyes staring up at him.

you hummed with a shrug, waiting for the familiar sound of your eldest daughter’s tiny feet padding towards your bedroom. but it didn’t come. “maybe!”

riwoo sighed peacefully, too pre-occupied with not having woken up his first daughter that he forgot he was dealing with the second. wooseul’s crying started again, this time in wails instead of whimpers, her little body wriggling around the bassinet in a fuss.

both you and riwoo winced, your husband quickly pulling wooseul up into his arms and rocking her gently, your tiniest daughter almost immediately finding peace in knowing she wasn’t alone.

“baby i’m coming!” your eldest daughter’s voice rang through the house.

you chuckled, sighing as you got out of bed, “yuri, it’s okay, baby. wooseul’s going back to sleep now.”

“she was crying!” the five-year-old exclaimed, pushing through your legs, where you stood in the doorway, finally reaching her dad as he held her little sister.

yuri had the biggest heart you’d ever seen in a five-year-old. she was patient and kind with everyone she met, always wanting to greet strangers on the street or lend a helping hand when she could. it was a blessing, until her little sister came along. now, you could only wish she’d be a little more indifferent.

“yuri-ah, it’s okay,” riwoo soothed, stroking his daughter’s long, messy bed hair out of her face, “look, come here.”

he patted the space on the bed next to him, yuri waisting no time with climbing on and leaning against him to take a look.

“look at her face,” he said, pulling wooseul’s tiny body out of the protective hold of his own, displaying the 2-month-old to her older sister. “she’s already asleep, right? she’s okay! she just wanted to be held.”

yuri nodded, looking curiously at the baby in her dad’s arms, “okay, daddy.”

“so you don’t need to be running in here every time she cries, okay?” riwoo said, gently laying wooseul back into her bassinet, and instead pulling yuri into his arms, kissing the top of her head.

yuri yawned, relaxing into her dad’s hold, “okay daddy.”

riwoo smiled, lifting yuri up and carrying her back into her own bedroom, laying her down in her big-girl bed.

“i love you, peach,” he whispered, kissing her forehead as she closed her eyes, too tired to fight for more stories or songs, “thank you for helping.”

you watched riwoo come back down the hallway with a shake of your head, “don’t thank her, or she’ll keep coming!” you whisper-yelled.

riwoo laughed, swatting you away, “you stop spying on me.” you bit back a laugh, getting back into bed and watching your husband do the same, pulling you into his arms with a sigh, “sleep now. she’ll be waking up in approximately 5 hours, anyway.”

you groaned, crashing your head into his chest. riwoo laughed, “i know, i know.”

[4ranghaes]

riwoo song fic pls!!! love this idea so much you're so good 😌

omg i love your blog so much i’m so happy you like my stuff😭😭😭 hope you enjoy!!!!💓

song fic!💋

now playing… whistle for the choir by the fratellis

lee riwoo x reader [fluff, gender neutral!reader]

22:26 - “hi sanghyeok-ie,” you smiled, locking the door of the café and greeting the boy waiting for you, as he always did, outside the door.

“evening, y/n!” he smiled. he was rocking on his feet, a beret pulled low on his head, a fanny pack cinching the waist of his baggy jumper.

riwoo began as a regular customer at your café, becoming known to you for his iced americanos and dessert orders, his low hanging head and headphones often covering his ears. while riwoo was known to his friends for café-hopping, he was known to you for occupying the same space opposite the bar.

though only you knew him this way, as riwoo’s change in behaviour was only down to one thing; his feelings for you.

after a while of repeated orders and increasingly friendly conversations, it became a friendship of sorts. though, the affection from riwoo did not go missed by you. he often bought you gifts, complimented you, and had even began to walk you home on a night he wasn’t busy.

“i brought you this bag of leftovers,” you said, joining him at his side, as you began your walk home (in the opposite direction to riwoo’s house, as you’d come to learn).

“you didn’t have to do that!” he gasped, “i can’t–”

“sanghyeok, please,” you insisted, shoving the bag into his hands, “you’re needlessly, endlessly lovely to me, it’s the least i could do.”

riwoo smiled shyly, nodding as he took the bag wordlessly. the two of you walked slightly further in silence before he sighed, “it’s not needlessly, you know.”

“hmm?”

“i like you, y/n.”

you sighed, glancing at riwoo as he continued to look down at the ground, as if embarrassed by his own words.

“i promise i have more to my personality than this, too,” he laughed, “you’re just irresistible, you know? you’re so beautiful i couldn’t help but try and pursue you. i’m actually funny and confident, but with you i just–”

“sanghyeok, please,” you interrupted him, sighing as you stopped in your tracks, riwoo stopping too to look at your flustered face. “i’m flattered, but… you barely even know me. i’m really not as great as you seem to think i am.”

riwoo smiled, taking your hand as both of you looked down at your feet. you looked up to his face to find him looking back at you. “maybe that’s true. but can you please humour me to find out? a date?”

you chuckled, “sanghyeok, i—”

“y/n,” he cut you off, biting his lip nervously. “just one.”

you sighed, nodding slightly, “okay. and i really won’t be offended if you stop after that, okay?”

riwoo laughed, “hopefully you can also see that i’m not a creep, you know? i just die every time you smile…” he screwed up his face, shaking his head like an etch-a-sketch, as if to erase his words, “that didn’t help my point, but—”

“so what will we do on this date?” you smiled, keeping riwoo’s hand in yours as you began walking again.

riwoo sighed, swallowing thickly, “…now i have to think.”

“you’ve had all this time and you haven’t thought about the first date?!” you burst out laughing, riwoo’s heart squeezing in delight at the noise.

[4ranghaes]

search results for… 보넥도!

-> ❁ - fluff

-> ✮ - smut

-> ༯ - angst

-> ♀ - fem reader

-> ⚨ - gender neutral reader

-> ♬ - song fic

legal line! ~ ot5

as subs ✮♀/⚨

park sungho ~ 박성호

mum’s recipe ❁♀ -> full fic version! (requested)

juno ✮♀

lee riwoo ~ 이상혁

whistle for the choir by the fratellis ❁⚨ ♬

helper ❁♀dad!au

myung jaehyun ~ 명재현

pretty girl ❁♀

teary-eyed baby ❁⚨

lay all your love on me by abba ❁♀♬

say my name (+ jealous!myungjae thoughts) ✮♀

han taesan ~ 한동민

i’ve just seen a face ❁⚨

cry-baby (+ softdom!taesan thoughts) ✮♀

close to you ❁⚨

halloween party ❁✮♀

kim leehan ~ 김동현

midterm pick-up ❁⚨

family aquarium trip ❁♀dad!au

wake me up by ed sheeran ❁⚨ ♬

kim woonhak ~ 김운학

big baby ❁♀

-> back to navigation!

[4ranghaes]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ bnd as subs!

bnd legal line x reader [smut, separate classifications on each, SMUT!!!! mdni!!!!!]

a/n - i have requests to complete but i also have bnd sub brainrot

sungho 🎀 [feminisation, gender neutral!reader, softdom!reader, just good boy!yeppi]

“oh you look so pretty, baby!” you cooed, watching sungho exit your en-suite and enter into your bedroom. he was wearing a white crop top, oversized, so it hung around his body, showing off his thin waist. accentuating the crop top was a pair of black panties, doing nothing to hide how turned on he really was by the whole situation.

“really?” he pouted, walking towards the bed where you were sat. his chestnut hair had grown out, the layers framing his face beautifully as it flowed down his neck and cascaded around his ears.

“yes!” you smiled, walking over and slinging your arms around his neck, kissing at his jaw, “my yeppi.”

sungho whined, moving closer so his bulge could be felt against your body, grinding slowly once he felt the gratification, “y/n… please…”

“what, baby?” you pouted, pulling away and tucking his hair behind his ears. his eyes were big and sorrowful, his lips in a pout.

“need you to touch me.”

“yeah?” you cooed, leading him over to the bed and instructing him to lie down on his back, “since you asked so nicely, yeppi.” sungho smiled proudly, once he was in the sub role, he loved being called by the once embarrassing nickname. he was pretty, and he was your yeppi.

your hands rested on his slim waist, licking a stripe up his black panties as he whimpered, hands finding purchase in your hair.

“y/n… please,” he whined. you smiled, moving your hands down to start pulling down his panties, leaving them around his knees; the knowledge that he was bound even a little bit had wetness pooling in your panties.

“i’m sorry, baby,” you cooed, finally moving back to his upper body. the removal of his panties had caused his cock to spring up, slapping against his lower stomach where it was now laying in a pool of pre-cum which didn’t seem to be stopping any time soon. “oh yeppi, you’re so wet.”

you swiped a finger through the precum, sucking it off with a pop as sungho moaned, clutching at the sheets. he felt your breath get closer to his cock once again, before you started kissing at his lower stomach. he whined loudly, his head thrashing around on the pillow.

“okay, okay,” you laughed, dragging your fingertip up his length, making him shiver, “my yeppi. i’ll give you what you want.”

.🦦🍡

riwoo [humiliation, harddom!reader, gender neutral!reader BUT, slight mummy kink, dacryphilia]

riwoo let out a loud whine, his head flying back against the back cushion of the sofa as his hand worked tirelessly on his cock. he was sat like any other day, anyone entering could think he was just watching the tv - if it wasn’t for his cock, an angry shade of red, precum constantly leaking from the tip, as it stood up, totally bare.

you sighed, “have i ruined you so much that you can’t even get yourself off?”

riwoo shook his head desperately, his eyes squeezed shut. “i just— i-it hurts!”

“so? it’s your cock, you know what to do with it.”

he continued shaking his head from side to side, tears falling from his eyes as they opened again, looking at you sorrowfully.

“y/n…” he whimpered, “please…”

“please, what, baby?” you asked, moving yourself onto his lap and beginning to kiss all over his face, his cock now squeezed in between your bodies as his arms flopped to his sides in defeat.

“please touch me,” he sobbed, resting his head on your shoulder. before you could correct him, he continued with a sorrowful whine, “touch my cock, y/n, please. i need you!”

you smiled, cupping his face in your hands and moving it so he was looking at you. he looked a mess; his eyes red from all the tears, his lips pouty and covered in spit from all the biting and licking. moving your hand off his face, you spat into the palm, wrapping it round the base of his cock. however, the added spit among the non-stop pre-cum spilling out and that which had been already spread around made it hard to grip.

you rolled your eyes, sighing, “you’re so wet, riwoo. you’re making it hard for me.”

riwoo’s breath caught in his throat, barely able to make any sounds as your hand slipped and slid around his cock. with a dramatic sigh, you got off his lap and onto your knees. his eyes snapped open at feeling your hot breath on his sensitive length.

“i guess i’ll have to get this all off somehow, hmm?” you teased, gathering a dollop of liquid on the tip of your finger, “i think sucking it off will be better, right?”

riwoo whined loudly, “thank you, thank you… oh my god, thank you mummy.”

🪻🐕

jaehyun [brat!jaehyun, fem!reader, hard dom!reader, mentions of edging and chastity cage]

“jaehyun!”

“y/n,” he whined, his voice loud, but covered by even louder whimpers as he looked up at you with big brown eyes, sparkling with tears, “help me!”

you looked furiously at your boyfriend, arms crossed as you stood at the door, trying to hide how turned on you were. jaehyun was on your bed with his face buried in, what you recognised to be, your dirty underwear; your pillow between his legs as he humped at it furiously.

“why should i help you, when you’re blatantly disrespecting my rules?!” you asked, walking over to the bed and putting your finger under his chin, pulling his head to look at you.

“i–i’m not,” he panted, not even attempting to still his hips, “yo-your rule is to– to not touch myself! i-i’m not, i swear!”

you scoffed, balling up the dirty panties that he’d been sniffing and shoving them in his mouth before ripping the pillow out from under his body, the friction of the material on his hard cock making him moan.

“jaehyun, stop!” you commanded, pushing him over so he was laying on his back, his hips finally stilling.

“y/n, please,” he whined, grabbing at your waist as you climbed over his body, “i’m so hard, look! i need you so badly, please…”

his big brown eyes were staring up at you like a puppy, his hands desperately clawing at your clothes. you sat up, legs straddling his hips, hand splayed on his tummy to keep his writhing body down.

jaehyun’s t-shirt had started riding up, displaying the bottom of his soft tummy, his boxers doing a laughable job at hiding his hard length, a wet patch appearing on the front of the light fabric.

you hummed, taking your hand off of his stomach and instead using it to pull your panties to the side, revealing your wet clit to him. you started circling it slowly with your other hand, moaning as you did so.

jaehyun’s lip was held tightly between his teeth, his eyes hooded as he barely blinked, watching where your fingers met your cunt so intensely. he suddenly reached forward, grabbing his leaking length out of his boxers and swiping the tip against your cunt.

you lurched forward, grabbing both his hands as you went and holding them above his head.

“don’t you dare touch yourself,” you hissed, “puppy, you’re not gonna be cumming for a long time, you know that, right?”

myungjae whimpered as you grabbed one of the pieces of ribbon you had stashed out of the bedside table, tying his wrists together before tying them to the bedpost.

“tonight, you’re gonna watch me make myself cum,” you murmured, your mouth hovering over his ear, “then, i’m going to edge you until you’re shaking and begging me to let you cum. then, i’m going to leave you until morning - and i will use the cage if necessary. got it, myung-ah?”

🐈‍⬛🎸

taesan [soft dom!reader, gender neutral!reader, BUT major mummy kink, blowjob]

“i’m just tired, tonight, i’m sorry,” your boyfriend fake-smiled with a shrug.

“you don’t need to be sorry!” you exclaimed. you weren’t feeling anything negative when taesan had rejected your attempts at starting something heated; he’d had schedules all day and you knew he was tired, but now he seemed like he had a cloud looming over him. “i’m just worried about you.”

taesan was silent for a few moment, before he swallowed a rising lump in his throat, sparing a glance down to you before looking forward. “do you ever– hmm. um, uh… are you– no, forget it.”

“no! please, say,” you said, sitting up and placing your hand on his cheek. taesan nuzzled into your hold slightly, whimpering quietly. you bit your lip, that was hot.

“i just…” he hesitated, sighing before he closed his eyes and got it all out in one go, “i sometimes wish i could be a sub when we have sex—but i’m really embarrassed about it— and i don’t really want to address it, but sometimes i just want to be taken care of.”

you smiled, nodding, pretending as though you hadn’t even heard his words as you started pressing soft kisses to his face. from his forehead, to his nose, cheeks, lips, jaw; finally you headed down, taking off his shirt to gain access to his beautiful torso.

“is this okay?” you murmured, taesan nodding stiffly as he laid further down, starting to let you take care of him.

your kisses stopped at his chest, your nails suddenly raking down his waist as he shivered. you stopped your hands at his sweatpants.

“can i take care of you, baby?” you asked, cupping his face with one hand while the other dipped below his waistband. taesan shivered, nodding quickly.

you pulled down his sweatpants, his cock springing out, already half-hard at the feeling of you babying him.

“my baby,” you cooed, coming back up to his face as you ran your hands through his hair, “you just wanna be taken care of, right? well don’t worry your pretty little head, okay? just lay back and i’ll do all the work tonight.”

“okay,” taesan squeaked in a tiny voice, “thank you mummy.”

you smiled at the nickname, moving back down his body, dragging your fingers as you went. taesan played with your hair delicately, twirling the strands round his fingers as you started to kiss his length, starting at the base and moving up until you pressed a kiss to the tip. the boy shuddered, his hips bucking into the air in a feeble attempt to gain more contact.

“tell me when you’re about to cum, okay, baby?” you cooed, looking up at your boy’s pretty face, “you can’t cum without mummy’s permission tonight.”

taesan nodded quickly, eager to please, as you spat on the head of his cock, using your hand to spread the glob around, before sinking your mouth over his length.

taesan moaned at the contact, “thank you, mummy, thank you!”

🪸🐠

leehan [soft dom!reader (i think), edging, mentions of exhibitionism, loud+whiny!leehan, name calling]

“donghyun-ah,” you laughed, slamming your hand over his mouth, his full lips pressing against your palm, “shh! you need to be quiet.”

“c-can—ah! can’t help it, y– shit! y/n,” he panted, his hips constantly bucking up and down as your hand jerked him off. he was so slick with your spit that the wet sound could be heard throughout the room, alongside leehan’s incessant moans, “fe— feels so— ugh! feels so good, fuck!”

“mm, i’m sure it does baby,” you cooed, kissing the side of his lips gently, “but your members are right outside, aren’t they? and you don’t want them to know what a big baby you are, do you?”

leehan shook his head quickly, still moaning loudly, despite your words, as your hand stroked his slit.

“donghyun!”

“i’m sorry!” he cried, suppressing a sob as tears formed at his waterline. his hands were gripping at the sheets, his hairline wet with sweat, and his forehead resting against yours as he whispered, “y-y/n, please let me cum now—please.”

you sighed, “i don’t know, hyunnie, baby. you haven’t obeyed me at all, have you? being all loud so anyone can hear you.”

leehan bit back a moan, a suppressed low noise escaping his throat. “p-please.”

“how many have passed now?” you hummed.

“uhmm,” leehan could barely think straight, let alone remember what had happened over the last hour. he had to throw out a number, “four?”

you smiled, speeding up as you saw his length twitching, “it’s actually only been two, baby boy, but if you want four that bad…”

“i’m gonna cum! i’m cum—” you ripped your hand away, leehan’s hips flailing as he rides out an orgasm that was slipping away from him, “ah! no! y/n! please! hurts, oh my god!”

you giggle, kissing him to swallow his moans. pulling away, he still lets out a loud whine as you roll your eyes. “you’re such a loud little slut, you know that?”

“please, y/n,” leehan said, his big boba eyes looking up at you, eyelashes full of tears as you brush your hand through his hair, the sweat making it stick back, “let me cum…”