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seouljazzbar · 4 months

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𓆙 watermelon sugar — lee jihoon ★ .ᐟ

summary - “blowjobs are called jobs for a reason but going down on your girl is called eating out because it's a privilege” or your boyfriend just wants to eat you out word count - 1.3k warning - pussy worship, bed humping, slight dirty talk, oral + fingering (both f. recieving), jihoon cums all over himself poor baby — MINORS DNI! 18+ author’s note: i haven’t written fic in a while so here’s to me getting back to it! this is a refresh of an old fic i wrote but with a little polishing! something short and sweet for my woozi girls warnings: just a thousand words on jihoon eating pussy word count: 1.2k

There was something so alluring about seeing you fresh out of the bathtub. Your hair pulled away from your face, skin glowing in its post-cleanse state, hints of mango and chamomile wafting off of your body as you lathered lotion all over yourself. You’d had a long day and decided to treat yourself to a soak in the bath, all of your favorite products used generously in the seething hot water as you played music from your speakers.

Jihoon watched from your bed, eyes shifting between his phone screen and the indent of your spine as you sat at your vanity. Watching the way the black slip adorned your figure as you slid it on carefully, adjusting the straps the way you needed them to be. He didn’t want to interrupt you, knowing how much you loved your ‘me time’, especially after a long day dealing with your asshole of a boss. You looked so peaceful as you moisturized your face, humming along to snoh aalegra instead of singing because you didn’t know all of the words.

“Did you want me to order something for dinner? I would’ve already but I wasn’t sure if you ate and I didn't wanna disrupt your bath.”

You smiled at him sweetly, swiping a layer of balm to your lips before joining him atop your duvet. “I could go for some food, yeah.” You turned on Netflix on the TV, shuffling through the popular section to find something new for the two of you to watch. His gazing in wonderment at you staggered your focus, causing you to look over at him quizzically. “Everything okay?”

“More than,” He scooted closer to you, wrapping an arm around your midsection as he kissed you delicately, not daring to deepen it like he was scared to break you. “You’re just so beautiful, it’s hard not to stare.”

Your relationship with Jihoon was still fairly new. Navigating intimacy still made you bashful, and his eyes focused on you in such close proximity still made you want to hide from him. Your heart fluttered as the feeling of his breath on your face hit, his smile obvious in your peripheral as you averted your eyes in sheepishness. That warm fuzzy feeling was back, your face all prickly as the scent of his cologne washed over you again.

You leaned closer to kiss him again, tasting your own strawberry balm on his lips before your tongue ventured into his mouth. You held back the moan that bubbled in your throat as his hands lowered to your ass, squeezing the flesh seamlessly before you pulled away. “I think dinner can wait a minute.”

He chuckled against your lips, rolling you over to lay on your back as he propped himself up on his forearms. “Who told you you could look this good?” His lips littered kisses across the expanse of your neck and collarbones, your giggles music to his ears as he migrated your warm skin. Your hands gripped at the waistband of his sweats, fully prepared to tug them down his legs until he stopped you. “And what do you think you’re doing?”

“I-I just thought, you know, I could help you out.”

Jihoon shook his head, hiking your slip up to your waist to expose your thin cotton panties to him. “I’m not worried about that right now, I just wanna taste you.”

Your cheeks flooded with embarrassment as he licked his lips, moving so that he was laid comfortably in between your legs. You pushed your knees together to shield yourself from his line of vision, smoothing your slip back down your legs. “But I haven't shaved in a few days.”

“Baby, I'm a grown ass man. Now open up.” He discarded your panties, lugging you closer to his face as his hands enveloped your thighs. His tongue was hot as it pressed against your clit, slowly dragging up the nerve endings before swirling around it. You squirmed at the pleasure that rippled through you, hands clutching onto the duvet as his tongue dipped into your hole. He hummed against you, eyes rolling back at the taste he’d been craving since you invited him over. “So so good.”

The soles of your feet pressed against his back as he continued to explore your core, fingers trailing delicately along your hips as you refused to keep still. “Oh, my god, right there.”

“Feel good, baby?” He smirked more so to himself as he curled a finger into you, relishing in the hitch of your breath and the relocation of your hands to his hair as you pulled at it desperately.

You nodded, letting your eyes flutter shut as your head fell back against the pillows. You’d normally feel a bit embarrassed by the loud squelching noises your body was making as Jihoon’s fingers kneaded your g-spot, but it felt so good that you forced yourself to bask in it. “I’m almost there, Jihoon, fuck.”

“Let go, baby, give it to me.”

The tension in your stomach snapped as he added another finger, tongue still working your clit as your legs clamped around his head. His pace was unrelenting even when you tried to push him away, trying to rush out that you were done. “I-I came already, I’m too sensitive.”

He pulled away momentarily, wiping at his mouth as he looked up at you. “I'm not finished with you yet though.” Your taste stained his tongue in a way that he couldn’t get enough of, eager for more with each lick of your folds. He was absolutely addicted to you in a way you weren't used to and it surprised you every single time. “Taste yourself.”

Jihoon replaced his mouth with his fingers, digging his palm into your clit as his fingers pumped inside of you at just the right speed. He hovered over you as he kissed you, licking into your mouth so you could taste yourself in all your glory. You moaned quietly, followed by a whimper as he withdrew his hand from your heat. His fingers tapped at her mouth and you opened immediately, licking them clean of your own arousal without him having to tell you to.

He settled back between your legs and dove right back in without missing a beat, making your thighs shake around him in no time. He flattened his tongue between your folds as he shook his head, bringing that ball of tension back to your belly as his fingers slipped right back into you. You hadn’t even noticed that his hips were grinding into the mattress, humping in time with the rhythm of his fingers as he worked you through your second orgasm. “I don't think I can take a third.”

“Yes, you can, baby.”

His thumb rubbed circles around your clit as his tongue and fingers thrusted into you, stretching out your walls as your hips bucked uncontrollably. Profanities fell from your lips as you gripped his hair tighter, back arching at an alarming angle as you came all over his tongue for the third time. He moaned into you loudly, his grip on your legs deathly as his hips stalled their movements.

You struggled to come back down to earth, your breathing rough and ragged as Jihoon padded off to get you a towel doused in warm water. Your lips just barely muttered out a ‘thank you’ as he cleaned you up, grazing over the insides of your thighs that were sure to be sore in the morning. “It's your turn.”

Jihoon stuttered as he disappeared back into the bathroom, coming back with a towel wrapped around his hips instead of his sweats. “I, um. I’m good, actually.”

Your eyes went wide as you realized why he was good, his cheeks flushed red in embarrassment. “O-oh, you already… Got it.”

“Eating you out just really turns me on.”

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rubyreduji · 9 months

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im actually like shaking and cant breathe wtf ive never seen him look so pretty before

BUT ALSO NO ONE LOOK AT HIM HE'S MINE FUCK OFF

#WHAT THE FUCK #i-#AHHHHH #rru.pics #lee jihoon #woozi #★ woozi

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cupids-chamber · 5 months

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— " 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 " | Listen to this on loop for full experience.... ★. Content tags/warnings , 1.1k+ words, gender neutral reader, technically everyone x reader (including staff/not so much RSA), can be seen as both platonic and romantic, angst, mentions of food/eating less (reader no longer has an appetite), reader is tired, reader is having a really bad day, reminder: I haven't written in awhile.

Today was a difficult day, many days have challenged you in so many different ways, yet a keen feeling of gloominess had washed over you this particular morning. Your alarm rang blankly into the silent room, you let out a groan of displeasure as you sat up on your bed, staring blankly at the wall feeling a churn in your gut. The curtains were closed, a small ray of light shone through the empty space between your window and the fabric of the curtain; you took a moment to sit and stretch.

Mentally you cursed yourself, reaching a hand to shut off your phone alarm. Perhaps it was a bad idea staying up late after all, yet how could you resist the urge to finish that new Twisted Wonderland fanfic you found on AO3 recently; The reader resonated deeply with you, and the author's writing was just what you needed. Your eyes stung, you felt like banging your head into your headboard just to stop it from ringing and aching, not to mention you could practically feel the weight of your eyebags.—had you known your body would behave in such a way, you'd have slept at least a bit earlier—Well that's what you're saying now at least, you knew you'd probably repeat the same mistake tonight if another storyline enraptured you just as much as the previous did.

You began standing up, your whole body woozy from the lack of sleep, you found yourself stumbling over something you left on the floor. You recall how tired you were, too done with the day to be bothered to pick it back up. You walked right past it, 'today was going to end badly' you thought to yourself, since your morning had been a dead giveaway.

You pocketed some random snack, as breakfast; Running a bit later as per usual. You'd lie to yourself, saying that you'd get up a bit earlier tomorrow but you knew for a fact that unless a miracle happened, you wouldn't.

The rest of the day was but the same routine, you felt tired all throughout your morning classes, on edge. You would've fallen asleep but you tried to keep your eyes open, as your professor was going over some important project intel that you really didn't want to miss—though you were only half understanding what they were saying—their words felt like gibberish for your only half-functioning brain.

Lunch felt like a chore, despite it usually feeling like a break. You felt like something bad was definitely going to happen, which made you feel anxious; The churn in your gut made it difficult to eat, chew, or drink. Your lunches weren't all that gigantic, as you disliked the feeling of being bloated, yet you barely could find it in yourself to eat. You took a deep breath, you logged into tumblr, perhaps one of your favorite fanfic writers uploaded something new? Anything to distract this heavy mind of yours.

You checked @kalims page first, they hadn't uploaded in a while—It's been a couple days since they've posted; you figured they'd be busy with school… You pondered on the following page for a while, checking @spadecentral‘s blog, they were far more active then most other blogs you’ve been following and their soft and sweet writings was perhaps just what you needed in this tim—They haven’t uploaded in a while as well? You looked at your screen, maybe everyone was just busy with their finals and/or finishing up midterms at this time.

You hummed, scrolling frantically through your follows, you sighed softly, maybe today wasn't the day to read fluff, you started checking yandere blogs; ‘nothing like obsessive men to calm you down’ you thought as you clicked on @writingforatwistedworld‘s blog, you scrolled down..

‘Weird, nothing new..’, it was as if the whole world had conspired against you today, you took a sigh, perhaps @honey-milk-depresso had uploaded something new on her art blog, after all their wholesome tsundere ship art was just the perfect source of serotonin—And if you were just a bit lucky, perhaps she’s uploaded writing onto her main blog an—Oh.. She hasn’t uploaded either?..

Your brows furrowed letting out a tired sigh, maybe you should just listen to some music. ‘How bad could this day possibly go?’—you consoled yourself with those words, as you tried finishing up at least a small portion of your meal.

You forced yourself to clean up and change, crashing onto your bed afterwards. It always felt softer on these sorts of days. Like a welcoming warm embrace, that you didn't want to leave. You took a few moments to vent your stress onto one of your poor pillows, before getting nice and cozy with your warm blankets.

You laid down on your bed, burying yourself in the blankets, as you grabbed your device from near you, turning the brightness to the lowest possible setting, perhaps you should finish your general tasks on Twst before you take a nap..

10 minutes passed and you let out a groan, where did the app go? You never heard of an app disappearing randomly; perhaps you miss-clicked and hid it by accident? A few minutes passed, and you still couldn't find the Twisted Wonderland app, you desperately opened up your computer.. Typing in panic, and yet the official website was gone as well—perhaps it’s just going through some weird update?—Maybe this was only happening to certain servers. You logged into tumblr once again, checking your mutuals profiles and.. some of them were gone? Most of the blogs had nothing from Twisted Wonderland left, the tumblr tags for Twst were completely empty.

Two hours had only passed and your panic grew, it was odd. You scrolled through your mutual’s blogs for minutes on end hoping to find one post about the game which put a smile on your face on the daily... Yet none... You went on AO3 and even checked other websites which you'd only go to out of sheer desperation for content... Yet nothing...

You took deep breaths, your breathing pacing as you scrolled till your fingers began to sting from pressure and stress.. Your back arched, as you stared at the screen with an intense expression, desperately tapping away… finally you entered the app store hoping this was a weird dream or update, like those movies and manga’s and yet.. the app was gone. No mention of it.

You couldn’t even trace a single picture of the game down, not even on Pinterest where everything deleted was still sometimes somehow available.

'Were you crying? You couldn't quite tell, you felt tired, perhaps this fictional world was just something you created as an escape, yet you didn't think you'd get this attached to some characters on a screen, and now that's it's all gone you feel... kind of.. empty.'

‘Maybe it was all just a fragment of your imagination…’

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bittersweet-folder · 5 months

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Hello, the other day I started thinking about Seventeen's reaction, how would the boys react to seeing you masturbating with a teddy bear?🫣🫣

Proceed with caution<3 Mature content ahead. [MINORS FUCK OFF DON'T INTERACT IF YOU DON'T LIKE SUCH CONTENT]

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There will be three types of reactions:

.・✫・゜・。..・✫・゜・。..・✫・゜・。..・✫・゜・。.

□☆Seungcheol, Joshua, Jeonghan, Wonwoo, Chan:

The ones who will be surprised but will tell you continue in front on them. They will literally, like literally have a shit eating grin laced on their face and look at you getting curled up in embarrassment. Will ask you to continue doing whatever you were doing while they sit on a chair in front you, watching your deed. "Honey should've told me if you were this needy craving my touch" that's what they whisper you your ears when you are close enough to reach your high.

[Rest in peace to your legs 😔✋🏻they'll make you squirt as a punishment because you didn't behave at all]

□☆ Mingyu, Minghao, Jun, Vernon, Woozi:

The ones who will be horrified that you violated a teddy for your horny needs where you could've just called them. They will be in shock😭. "Okay I never thought you'd do this" But they'll soon understand that you were very needy so they'll start working for that instead. "Sweetheart should've just let me know you'd like to sit on my face" While fucking you into oblivion giving you that blissful orgasm you were craving for long.

[Will tease the shit outta you later on with this information🚶🏻‍♀️]

□☆ Seokmin, Hoshi, Seungkwan:

The ones who would so embarrassed just like you. And leave the room so that you can have some "me time". But they'll come back saying "do you need any help with what your doing baby?" So sweet and cute. Oh they'll let you sit on their face even. BUT! They'll not stop even after your first orgasm. They'll grab your thighs tightly bringing another orgasm outta you.

[Will later you ask you why didn't you just called them if you were this needy and will make you sit on their face because you love it so much😩]

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A/n: I laughed for a solid 5mins after imagining Minghao's reaction to this deed 😭. (Btw make sure to check the masterlist. The smut prompt requests are still open)

Thanks for reading;)! Reblogs and feedbacks are really appreciated. ♡

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givemefevrr · 2 months

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You get me so high all the time (NSFW)

Pairings: Dom!Sunghoon x Best friend Fem!Reader

Warnings: smoking, sex under the influence (its consentual), swearing, smut, praise, face grabbing (?), humiliation, degradation, voyerism, masturbation, pet names (good girl)

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As you sit on the couch in your best friend Sunghoon's apartment, you take another deep drag from the joint he passed you. The room starts to spin a little, the warm, woozy feeling washing over your mind. “Damn, this is some good stuff,” you say with a smug expression, handing the joint back to Sunghoon.

“It was!” You argue, wearing a playful smile as you nudge the man next to you. “Whatever cheap shit you got last time was ass. You got scammed real good.”

“Sure,” Sunghoon scoffed, nudging you back before reaching for his phone to turn on some music.

Slow music always helped your highs feel more intense—more out of it. And the fact that Sunghoon had remembered that after telling him only once during the first time you guys smoked together a couple years ago, made your heart flutter.

Saying that you had a crush on Sunghoon would be a large understatement. Since pretty much the day you first saw him you wanted him to fuck you into oblivion. But you had eventually gotten too close to him, and it felt like you had been reduced to the friend-zone, so your hopes of feeling those slim, pale hands touching you all over went out the window.

That is, until you jump at the sudden contact of Sunghoon’s cold fingers touching you’re face, brushing the hair out of you’re eyes as he just gazed at you, taking another hit and blowing the smoke into the space between you’re faces.

You must have been pretty high by now, because it really looked like Sunghoon was looking at you with pure lust and need. Even as he moves closer to you, his hand lightly touching your thigh, it doesn’t feel real.

Sunghoon takes another puff before leaning in, taking your chin between two fingers and connecting your lips, exhaling into your mouth as you let the smoke enter your lungs.

He must have noticed your startled expression upon pulling back, as he chuckled, cocky.

“Way more fun that way, right?” He asked, but it was less of a question, more of an observation.

You blushed pathetically, simply nodding in reply, your mind preoccupied with the way Sunghoon’s hand was inching its way higher and higher up your inner thigh.

“Can we do that again?” You mumbled, and Sunghoon gave a smug smirk before repeating his previous actions, inhaling the smoke and then connecting your mouths. However, this times, his lips lingered slightly longer, and soon, far too long to be considered innocent—especially when he eagerly began licking into your mouth without warning.

It was sloppy, and definitely way too much spit was exchanged, but honestly, you were both too high to care.

Sunghoon guided you down the couch with one hand while the other held the still lit joint, his lips still on yours as he hovered over you.

He let his free hand roam your torso, sliding up your shirt and gripping onto any part of you that he can. As his hand moves up your back, he felt your lack of a bra strap, smirking into the kiss upon his realization that you had no bra on.

He pulled away momentarily, bringing the joint back to his lips before going back to your mouth. Everytime you feel the smoke and his breath enter your lungs you feel your pussy throbbing more and more with need.

Sunghoon’s hands made their way to your tits, thumbing at you’re nipples, basking in the way you whimpered and squirmed under the touch.

Sunghoon breaks the kiss again and looks into your eyes. “I wanna see you touch yourself,” he says, almost commanding.At first, you hesitate. “What?”

Sunghoon didn’t repeat himself—he knew he didn’t have to. You knew he was being serious, and he was waiting.

So you begin untying you’re sweatpants, and pull them down and off you’re legs, Sunghoon allowing you some movement room. Left in only your panties and t-shirt, you hesitantly slip your hand under the small piece of clothing and start to gently rub over your clit, your eyes locked with Sunghoon's. The touch of your fingers against your soaked cunt immediately made you shiver.

You had stuffed yourself with your fingers to the thought of Sunghoon countless times, but now in his presence, touching yourself felt mildly humiliating.

You rub circles on your clot for a little while, making sure you’re wet enough (as if you wouldn’t be in this situation) and then worked a finger into your pussy with a whine, your head feeling floaty from the weed, adding another soon after.

“Fuck, y/n.” Sunghoon practically moaned, putting his mouth back on yours, and you can tell he almost just as gone as you are from how he has a hard time holding up his own weight.

You start to moan into his mouth and squirm, your fingers trying to move faster—to reach deeper. But they won’t. You’re too high to be coordinated enough for a better speed, and your fingers have never been long enough to reach the places you need them to. “Please, Sunghoon, please touch me,” you beg, your voice trembling, pussy clenching around your fingers at the thought of his touch.

Sunghoon looks down at you condicendingly, cooing “You can’t do it yourself?”

You shake your head desperately.

He continued the same mock pity, dragging his hand lower to where you have been aching for all this time. He pulls off your panties, throwing them with your sweatpants on the floor, leaving you in only your t-shirt.

Sunghoon’s cold fingers trace over your inner thigh, teasingly close to your cunt. After some more of your begging, he begins to rub his middle and ring finger along your pussy lips, circling your cunt a few times, earning a moan from you.

“So pretty, y/n. Do ever think about me like this?” He asks tucking his face into your neck, sucking a few marks into your skin.

“Yes— yes, every time,” you whimper frantically.

“So lucky. Such a pretty cunt, you’ve been keeping it all for yourself, huh?”

You go to remove your fingers, only to be tutted by him. “Nuh uh, keep ‘em in there.” He says, putting out the joint on the glass side table. He then takes your hand and guides it back to your pussy, his fingers joining yours.

You yelp at the stretch. It’s not the most you’ve taken before, but it’s definitely been a while. But the stretch is so fucking good.

He starts to move his fingers, curling them on the pullout before shoving them back in. You try to sync the pace of your movements with his, but you can’t and it’s lowkey overstimulating.

You shut your eyes tight, moaning softly at every thrust. It felt great. Exactly how you fantasized it to be. His fingers were still cold, which if anything made your pussy slick up more.

But Sunghoon's commanding voice snaps you out of your thoughts. “Look at me,” he demands.

You open your eyes and lock gazes with him, flushing upon the realization that he was being serious about his demand. His gaze is dark as he continues to finger you, staring at you intently, slightly panting himself.

“Fuck, Hoon— there, keep going right there.” You gasp as he finds your g-spot and starts to target it relentlessly, making you moan and writhe with pleasure.

After a little, while you manage to slip your own fingers out, allowing Sunghoon to do all the work—which he didn’t seem to have a problem with anymore.

However, what he did have a problem with was how when he started thumbing at your clit and you trembled, moaning, burying your face in his chest. Sunghoon grabs your face, halting his fingers inside you, forcing you to open your eyes with the rough grip on your cheeks and jaw. “If you look away, I'll stop,” he speaks harshly, yet scarily calm. “Do you want that? For me to leave you here, all empty and pathetic?”

You shake your head frantically, the thought of not getting to cum scaring the shit out of your stoned mind.

So Sunghoon lets go of your face after his stern lecture, and his fingers resume their work, faster and rougher than before.

He watches proudly as your face contorts with pleasure, yet you still manage to keep your eyes locked on his.

“That's it, good girl,” Sunghoon praises, your pussy clenching hard around his fingers. “Oh yeah? Feels that good?” He cooed, enjoying the way you fall apart on his fingers.

“I’m— I’m close,” you whine, your breathes erratic as you try to focus on maintaining eye contact.

And soon you are tensing up, your mouth hung open in a cut off moan, cumming all over Sunghoon’s hand.

He continued thrusting his fingers into you until you're completely spent, reduced to a trembling mess in his arms.

Once you come down, his expression softens and he removes his fingers. “See, that wasn't so bad, was it?” Sunghoon says, a smirk on his face as he looks down at you.

You can barely form a coherent sentence, but all you can manage is a nod.

Sunghoon licked his fingers clean, savoring your taste, and a dopey looking, lopsided smile spread across his face, reminding you how high he was as well.

You were about to say something about helping Sunghoon get off too, but before you could say anything, he had dropped on top of you, wrapping you in his arms and sighed contently before closing his eyes to sleep off his high. So you did too.

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#enhypen smut #fem!reader #sunghoon smut #sunghoon #park sunghoon #enhypen hard hours #smut #enhypen #praise and degredation #praise k!nk #humiliation kink #enhypen hard thoughts

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master-tonberry · 11 days

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Woozi ★ 'April Shower' Seventeen Tour Follow Again To Incheon

#seventeen #forsvt #svtsource #svtdaily #svtcreations #17net #svtgifs #kpopccc #kpopedits #woozi #lee jihoon #my gifs

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hoshiseon · 5 months

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✱ atz, svt, txt, & skz fic recs ✱

MDNI 18+ (most if not all recs are smut)

fem / gen. neutral reader unless stated otherwise

★ – personal faves!

ATEEZ

☆ the drill — yunho x reader [m] @byuntrash101

★ the thing about pretty boys — seonghwa x reader [m] @wonusite

☆ first snow — wooyoung x reader [m] @cheollipop

☆ deep down (abo) — alpha!ot8 x reader [m] @seventhcallisto

★ the kraken — kracken!yunho x reader [m] @atzfilm

★ wonderwall — faeire!ot8 x reader [m] @atzfilm

☆ mind over matter — mingi x reader [m] @mingisaddctn

☆ coming of age — incubus!san x reader [m] @byuntrash101

☆ never say never — vampire!ot8 x reader [m] @seonghwaddict

★ into the aurora — idol!ot8 x reader [m] @honeyhotteoks

★ this night together (abo) — alpha!yunho x alpha!mingi x reader [m] @honeyhotteoks

☆ treasure — yunho x wooyoung x san x reader [m] @honeyhotteoks

★ mists of celeste — ot8 space pirates!ateez x reader [m] @hongism

★ hotel california | book one — ot8 yandere!demonic entities!ateez x reader [m] @mint-yooxgi

★ paradise gardens | book two — ot8 yandere!demonic entities!ateez x reader [m] @mint-yooxgi

TXT

★ telepathy — mind reader!beomgyu x reader [m] @agustdiv1ne

☆ pose — yeonjun x reader [m] @agustdiv1ne

SEVENTEEN

☆ meet the parents — mingyu x reader [m] @sluttywoozi

☆ control me — gamer!wonwoo x reader [m] @duhnova

★ crawl — devil!jeonghan x reader [m] @himbocoups

★ a whisper from the forest — lumberjack!woozi x forest nymph!reader [m] @idyllic-ghost

☆ and the universe said, — idol!ot13 x reader [m] @thepixelelf

☆ greed — hoshi x reader [m] @cheolism

☆ after LIKE — mingyu x reader @sluttywoozi

STRAY KIDS

★ strange dreams — incubus!hyunjin x reader [m] @planetdream

MULTI

★ code of (mis)conduct — mingyu (svt) x san (atz) x reader [m] @sluttywoozi

#my apology for being so inactive lol #ive had no time to write #at all.#anyway give these amazing fics some love!!#🪐 — recs.smut!#⭐️ will (try to) update as frequently as possible :]#honestly wish i could put every mouthwatering piece of work i've ever read on here #but these r just the ones i could rmr

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svt-rosalie · 5 months

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. . . ♡ MAMA ! ? 🐚 2023 ★ ﾟ๑

ׁ ׅ ୨ ❪ moments! ❫ ୧ ⊹ ࣪

warnings! mentions of anxiety, mentions of a passed family member, woozi and rosie being the cutest couple korea knows, speeches, sucky writing

MAMA 2023 was the award show to see if you are a Rosalie stan! She was nominated in four categories and stole the night, as she should! Rosalie won in all four categories she was nominated in, including; Worldwide Fan Choice, Best Female Artist, Song Of The Year, and Best Music Video.

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ ROSIE’S BEST MOMENTS !

— rosie is the biggest extrovert and loves talking to the other idols! It causes a big of mayhem for her members but who cares? not rosalie.

— you can see rosalie at some points sneaking over to le sserafim’s seating spot and talking to all of the girls and laughing loudly that you almost hear it in the background

— on the first day when they were late, rosalie kept trying not to laugh at the realization and got caught on the screen and got very embarrassed

— rosalie was dancing to almost every single song preformed especially bouncy by ateez, that’s her ass shaking song come on guys

— she started crying when woozi gave his speech for album of year and had to be consoled by seungcheol. and then cried even harder at wonwoo and seungkwan’s speech wishing only the best for the boys.

— there was multiple times woozi and rosie were caught on screen talking and holding hands during random parts of the award show

— the screams that came afterwards were oscar worthy! yunjin of le sserafim was definitely not one of those screams

— rosalie was able to perform breathe with woozi playing the piano.

— she preformed in a beautiful light blue gown, her sister’s favorite color

— every time rosie won an award the boys were hyping her up so hard and embarrassing her so hard, it was so cute though to see her laugh and playfully scold them

— when rosalie won song of the year, she had jihoon come up as well to give a speech with her

— WOOZI’S SPEECH: “Breathe is a song of comfort. It’s a song that’s suppose to let you know that it’s okay, and that someone cares. This song is for Rosalie, a girl who continues to put on a smile no matter the circumstances! Ever since we met, she never went a day without laughing and trying to make other people feel happy, regardless of how she was feeling. She deserved to know that it was okay to be upset and to need a second to breathe.

I hope people will continue to find comfort in this song and support Rosalie till the end.”

— she definitely didn’t cry when she got home that night remembering his words

୭ৎ ࣪ ׅ ROSIE WINS SONG OF THE YEAR!

Rosalie was in her own world at this point, the award show had been going on for what felt like hours which in her case you can’t blame her. It was just one of those days where she would rather be cuddled up to her animals reading a good romance book rather than sit here, waiting for a event to decide if she or her group we’re good enough for the title of “Album of the Year”. But she was grateful, 2022 and 2023 had been a tough year and she was happy she was even nominated for a category.

Always her worst critic.

Though it was finally time for the ‘Song of the Year’ category, one that she had been anticipating for a while . . . more like the whole award show. Rosalie was nervous and couldn’t help but clutch the person’s hand that was nexts to her, Jihoon.

Rosalie lets out a sigh of relief and her worries subside, for the mean time.

Then the (dreaded) words came from the announcers lips “Samsung Galaxy Song of the Year goes to….”

Rosalie didn’t know what she was stressing about. It was as if her brain couldn’t decide which thing to worry about the most; what if I don’t win, what if I do win and so forget my speech, what if I trip going up the stage, what if?

All of that seemed to fade away when the words “Breathe, Rosalie!”

Rosalie’s eyes widen comically and was captured on the big screen for all the other idols and fans to see (which they found adorable) she covered her mouth in surprise and walked up the stage never letting go of Woozi’s hand. This was just as much his award as it was hers. He wrote the song, he produced it, all Rosalie did was sing it.

Rosie made it center stage, right there for all eyes.

“Ahh, I don’t know what to say! I had a speech for incase I won but I didn’t think I would so i forgot it.” Rosie said pouting. Anyone could tell she was nervous, you didn’t need to be close to her to notice the shakiness in her hands as one held the golden MAMA award and the other holding onto Woozi like a lifeline.

Rosie took a deep breath in and out before continuing, “I never expected to get an award like this and I am so so thankful to CARATs and to everyone who stood by me and supported me and this song. This song is everything to me and I’m so glad it’s getting recognized for what it’s worth.”

Woozi stepped a bit closer to Rosie at this point and held her hand a bit tighter.

“There is one person I would like to thank from the bottom of my heart. . . my little sister who wished for this day with me. We would watch the award shows together when I had first debuted and she dreamed I would win an award like this for her one day.” Rosie looked up trying to avoid letting the tears roll down, and took another deep breath in . . . and out.

“She would say ‘Unnie! Please win a big award so I can brag to all my friends that I have the most popular older sister in the world!’ and at that time, I didn’t think it would be a reality. But here I am!”

The crowd screamed for her as she held up the award, Woozi letting out a chuckle beside her as she did.

“My little Sarang, My forever Valentine — I did it! Aren’t you proud of your most popular awesome sister?” She asked rhetorically looking up the roof of the building. Breathe, in . . . and out. “I’ll be sure to remember this day forever and make more music people can find comfort in it as I did. Thank you!”

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