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[panjakes]

Can I get dad!Yoongi comes back from tour and his daughter and black wife come pick him up from the airport? Also I love your writing❤️

Thank you!!!❤️🫶🏼

Yoongi couldn’t wait for this damn plane to land and everyone could tell. Jimin who was sitting next to him smirked before nudging him a bit.

“Can’t wait too see the family?” He asks

“It’s been a while since I’ve physically seen them…and I just wanna be in my bed” he mumbles making jimin laugh

“Yeah I feel you” jimin says making yoongi side eye him

“Well, on the bed part” jimin says making yoongi nod and chuckle

Before he could respond the flight attendant announced they would be landing soon. Yoongi didn’t wait to pull out his phone sending you a quick text.

Not wasting time to get his overhead bag and getting into the isle to get off the plane. The rest of the members laughing at his excitement

After being the first person off the plane, yoongi did wait for his members who met him inside the airport.

Staring down at the watch on his wrist looking at the time

“Are you going to eat? I want food” jungkook says as the rest of the members walk over to yoongi

“Took you long enough” yoongi mumbles taking the sunglasses off his face

“We get it! You miss the family! Gosh” Jin says rolling his eyes as they start to walk

“Don’t be upset because you don’t have your own family to go home to.” Yoongi mumbles

Yoongi looked around the empty airport. It was slightly dark outside and there was surprisingly no cameras and no army inside which he was glad for

He looked down at his phone to see where you parked.

Stepping outside in front of the airport yoongi and the guys looked around for you and the tiny angel.

Yoongi couldn’t help but smile when he looked over across the street and seen you holding your three year old daughter who was holding a sign with different colors and sparkles.

“Mommy!! It’s daddy!” He heard her scream

“I know babygirl! Let’s go get him” you say smiling at her

Yoongi waited for the two of you to cross the street. Your daughter kicked her legs ready to get out your arms and into yoongi's.

"daddy!! Hi!" She shouts waving her tiny hand

"Hi princess" Yoongi says pulling you and the small child into a hug. Leaning over to kiss your forehead then your daughters. Yoongi sighs in relief at finally being home

"Look!" Your daughter says holding up the sign she made almost hitting you with it

"she insisited that we make you a sign" You say playfully rolling your eyes

"It pretty?" she ask looking at yoongi with her big wide eyes. He chuckles before running his hand through her curls

"Very pretty princess. Whats going on with your hair?" Yoongi asks noticing her hair wasnt in its usual twist or braids with beads

"She gave me a hard time when I tried to do it. So shes rocking the baby fro" You say

"Hey yn you cooking?" Jungkook asks walking over to the three of you

"Excuse you? Cant say hello to my wife?" Yoongi asks

"Dont do that, me and yn are cool like that. I'm just hungry" Jungkook says waving yoongi off

"Uncle Kookie!"

"Hi pea! Where you good for mommy?" He asks taking your daughter from yoongi,

"Yeah!" She screams excitedly

"Yeah Im cooking but it'll be later. Me and ava had pancakes" You say pushing her air out of her face

"Yeah later, now go away so I can have my family to myself" Yoongi says grabbing ava from jungkook

Jungkook glares at him before smacking his lips and looking over at you.

"He cried the third day on tour because he said he missed you guys" Jungkook says pointing at yoongi who smacks his lips

"I did not" Yoongi says

"He did, the stylist had to redo his makeup he was crying so much" Jungkook says making yoongi push him a little bit

"Get out of here" He says making jungkook laugh and leave

"I did not cry" Yoongi mumbles

"well Ava did" you say making her gasp

“Mommy! Stop!” She says feeling embarrassed

“Yeah mommy stop! She’s a big girl” yoongi says making your daughter agree

“Yeah whatever, get in the car I know your tired” you say patting his back

“Daddy can we play?” Ava asks

“Ava daddy’s tired you can play tomorrow” you say walking over to the car

“No tomorrow” she says pouting as yoongi puts her into her car seat

“It’s okay princess we can play all night” yoongi says kissing her forehead making her giggle

You shrug going over to the drivers side to open it but yoongi quickly shuts it and shakes his head

“What’re you doing?” You ask

“I’m driving” he says

“No baby your tired. I can drive” you say

Yoongi ignores you taking the keys from your hand and pushes you over to the passenger. You sigh and obey anyway.

The car ride home was filled with you filling yoongi in on what happened while he was gone. Everything was about Ava but yoongi was glad to hear.

Once you three were settled inside the house, Ava immediately pulled yoongi too her big pink purple and yellow room filled with every toy a three year old could have

While you were in the kitchen you couldn’t help but smile as you heard Ava’s loud giggles. Sooner or later the giggles were no longer heard.

Just as you turned off the stove, you walk upstairs to Ava’s room to find yoongi in her tiny bed and her in his lap. You take out your phone taking a pictures smiling. You knew he was tired.

Before you could wake him up you heard someone knock on the door. You go down the stairs to open it to find jungkook

“Oh so you was serious about getting this plate” you say letting him in

“Of course! Where’s yonngi and Pea?” He asks

“Asleep. They played for about two hours” you say going to make his plate

“Really? Alright I won’t bother y’all. I’ll get my plate and go” jungkook says following you too the kitchen

“Take some to jimin and taehyung” you say handing him the extra plates

“Nah I think I’ll keep them to myself” he says laughing

“Bye jungkook” you say laughing

“Bye Yn! Thanks for the food” he says opening the door and leaving.

You make yoongi and Ava’s plate putting them in the microwave knowing they’d probably wake up at the same time and want to eat.

After cleaning the kitchen you go back to Ava’s room to check on the two. They were still sleeping just in a new position that made you laugh.

Yoongi was on his back with his feet hanging off the end off the tiny bed with Ava laying on his back.

You don’t say anything. You just take another picture and go to your bedroom. Quickly showering and getting dressed.

Getting into the bed yoongi wasn’t far behind

“Wassup baby” you say making him glare at you

“Ain’t no wassup, why didn’t you wake me up to get in the REAL bed” he says making you chuckle

“You looked comfortable so I left you alone” you say shrugging

“Bullshit. You know that plastic bullcrap isn’t comfortable. Plus Ava kicked me in the mouth” he says rubbing at his jaw

“How?” You ask chuckling

“I don’t know but I do know I’m going to bed” he says climbing into the bed throwing his arm around your waist

“Okay goodnight” you say turning off your lamp and turning you attention back to Netflix

Soon enough yoongi was back lightly snoring and you were watching some reality show on Netflix. Not even 25 minutes later Ava came into the room with a pout

“Mommy!! Daddy left again!” She says sadly

“No he didn’t he’s right here baby” you say pointing to the sleeping man

She peeks over and immediately runs over to the big king size bed. She tries her hardest to get into the bed but she just couldn’t so she pats yoongis leg

“Daddy! Help” she says making you giggle at her cute little voice

Yoongi groans grabbing her from under her arms and putting her in between the two off you. He kisses her forehead and pats her stomach

“Go to sleep pea” he mumbles

“Okay” she mumbles snuggling closer to yoongi

You smile at the two before turning the tv off and snuggle into your daughter and yoongi.

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[hobicakess]

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[agust-june]

Take My Breath

Johnny x black reader

Summary: Johnny knows how beautiful you are but he doesn't want to admit he wants to be more than fuck buddies.

Genre: fuck buddies to lovers late 70s early 80s

Warnings: rough sex, unprotected sex, cursing, arguing, Johnny grabbing you and slamming you against the wall. This is smut and it's nasty. This is not for minors.

A/n: This is based on a dream I had about being in the 80s at a disco club then making Johnny jealous and doing coke, but I didn't add it for obvious reasons. I wanna thank @neocitycollectives for helping me! As well as @multifandomslxt the both of you really inspired me and your words really helped me into posting this. I hope yall like this!

The year was unknown to you as the hot air filled the club, and the blue strobe lights glowed above you. You were happy as your male friend grabbed you, pulling you to dance with him. As your body moves in the dark club, you are being watched under the strobe light. Johnny looks at you in the middle of the floor, the smile you had on your face as you danced or grinded against his friend Jaehyun. He taps his glass of whiskey, thinking of ways for you to end up in his bed. Waiting for you to slip up to punish you later. You were already wearing his favorite dress, and your hair was in full thick curls. Meanwhile, your makeup was slightly smudged. But you didn't care. You were high on the feeling of the music running through your ears. The way your hips swayed and moved to the beat was mesmerizing to most of the men there. Not only that, but you were a beautiful black woman. To Johnny, it was unfortunate that trouble always finds beautiful women like you, even innocent ones.

You stop dancing as your head begins to spin. The man behind you kept moving as you stood there and locked eyes with Johnny who was coming onto you. You smirk and turn around continuing the dance as another man comes behind you completely trapping you into your arms. You looked at the man behind you. He was tall with blonde hair. He looked pretty hot. Eventually the guy behind you starts getting handsy touching your breasts and kissing your neck. Your eyes are trying to find Johnny, and when you isn't happy. His eyes glaring at you from the dark sent shivers down your spine, turning you on.

"My name is Jaehyun," the guy says. You moan as the man finds your weak spot on your neck. His grip on your neck was tight, but you liked it, closing your eyes as you let him do whatever he wanted.

"You like that baby?" He asks, making you nod, kissing you more. You can feel his bulge pressed against your ass, his hands running up and down your body. You moan as his hands go up your dress and into your panties.

"Do you want this baby? Am I turning you on?" He asks, but you have no answer as your thoughts go to one man and one man only. As you turn to look for Johnny, who was heading towards the exit. You move the guy's hand off you and push him away.

"Sorry, but I'm already spoken for," you say, walking away, going to the same exit. While in the halls, you see Johnny's tall figure turn the corner immediately and you run to catch up with him. You follow him outside as he goes to the hotel across the street. When you catch up to him, he goes into the elevator.

"Johnny-

"Shut the fuck up" the tone in his voice made you go silent for a minute.

"Why? Did you not like my show?" You tease him walking around him almost pacing.

"You think you're hot shit huh?" Johnny pokes his tongue into his cheek trying to keep a cool head on. Jealousy was a pain in his ass as he remembered how you looked.

"Think? Oh honey I know I am. I mean you saw the way Jaehyun wanted to fuck me right?" Of course you'd bring it up to stir him up. The grin on your face said it all.

"Well congratulations! Go fuck him then."

"Is that what you want? Or are you mad it wasn't you?"

"What game are you playing?" Johnny asks knowing the answer he didn't want to admit.

"Same one as you"

"Y/n I'm warning you-

"Or what? Just admit it! You want me to be your girl. You wanna keep me to yourself right?" The words yes was screaming on the tip of his tongue. Johnny looked up at the elevator lights. Thinking to himself and to God trying not to think about hurting you in the worst of ways.

"We're just fucking and that's all it is"

"Okay then you don't get upset. In fact let me go back to see if Jaehyun can hit this" you try pressing the elevator doors to open but Johnny decides to speak.

"I don't see why? He's not gonna be better than me?"

"He sure felt bigger than you" you argue back making Johnny cackle.

"Stop"

"His fingers were good too, almost made me cum-" Johnny slams you against the wall, shaking you from your senses. The look in his eyes was pure rage. Tears well up into your eyes scared and you realize you went too far. You were about to apologize but Johnny cut the words from you before you could speak.

"Shut the fuck up. You wanna play games fine. You can screw any man you want but you're not gonna be satisfied. You're gonna end up in my bed being my good slut." His words gritting against his teeth like venom but not a moment after he shoves his lips against yours. You don't even fight it letting his tongue into your mouth roaming around it into your throat. Like a starved man on his last meal, he wasn't letting you breathe. You couldn't move you couldn't touch him. When he did let go he caught his breath before immediately going back to kiss you. He wouldn't let you touch him even when he went to pull your panties off he held both your wrists with one hand.

"You wanna be slut out fine. But don't act like my dick wasn't what you thought about while dancing with him. That's why you followed me right?" You let out a whimper as he shoved his fingers inside you, your hips immediately moving against his fingers. They were so thick filling you up but it wasn't enough you needed his dick.

"Wanted me to snap and manipulate me into whatever the hell you want. You think you can just come in here soaking wet for me and act like I'm not fucking you good?" Your mind was flooded with nothing but him. The moans you made was responding to his words. He unbuckled his pants made you get on your knees. He didn't even wait the moment you opened your mouth the way he wanted his dick was in your mouth. Johnny lets out a groan as you take his dick into your mouth. Talking dirty about how well you take his cock. His hand on the back of your head as he looks up at the lights getting lost into pleasure. His hips relentlessly fucking tour mouth making you gag on him. He stops as soon as he feels you push up looking down you. You immediately push back sending his eyes back calling you a slut. You liked it when he got rough you liked giving him head too. His hands gripping your hair feeling the coils forming once more. Sucking him off desperately wanting him to cum and he almost does. When his cock twitches in your mouth Johnny hisses before pulling you off. You don't hear him but you feel him picking, wrapping your legs around him and using the elevator for support. He's kissing you again this time it was more tender your lips

"Screw you. And screw this game you're fucking mine. You've been mine since I met you fucking slut" you sob loudly as Johnny enters inside you filling you up to the hilt. You were so wet Johnny slid right in. His hips were brutal fucking- no screwing you like he wanted to break you. He grunts in your ear as your body shakes every time. Your head resting on the wall watching him fall apart and you vise versa.

"So. Damn. Good." Johnny kisses your neck nipping and biting sucking the flesh. His thrusts slow down as he hears a whine from you.

"Don't stop!" You yell out, your voice going octaves higher.

"Shh, let me worship you. My pretty girl, " he kisses you, feeling your body. His hands touching your breasts, his thrusts still going, but this time they're more passionate. Johnny wasn't pent up anymore he just wanted to go slow. Wanting to savor the way your pussy feels around him. Savor how good he's making you feel. When he looks into your eyes all he can see is him. Just him and no one else. His heart fluttering as he looks at you all fucked out for him.

"So beautiful" Johnny stops for a minute taking in your face caressing your beautiful bronze skin. The specks of gold brushed upon your cheeks. You looked so good tonight and all for him. He was yours and you were his girl.

"Johnny please move" you beg your hips moving trying to get some relief with your walls throbbing around him.

"Shhh baby it's okay I'm gonna make you cum" Johnny then starts picking up the pace fucking you like there was no tomorrow.

"Ahh I'm gonna-

"Wait Baby let me cum with you" Johnny goes faster chasing his own climax while you try to hold off on yours. You whisper sweet nothings into his ear giving him a boost into his ego. Your hips moving against him matching his pace until you both cum together.

"F-fuck" you let out trying to catch your breath. Johnny collapses against your shoulder trying to keep holding onto you as he empties his cum inside you.

"I love you." You laugh, wiping the sweat off your forehead, then run your hands through Johnny's hair. He looks up at you as you smile.

"Took you long enough to say it.'' You tease as he slides out of you, helping you fix your clothes and your appearances.

"Hey, don't push your luck,' Johnny says, helping you down and standing up on your feet.

"So does this mean we're boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Well damn let me take you on a date first,"

"I mean you already fucked me may as well give the title" you tell him reaching up to kiss him. Johnny smiles in the kiss before hitting the elevator doors to open. The two of you walk to his usual hotel room hand in hand.

#johnny seo smut #johnny suh smut #johnny x reader #johnny smut #johnny suh #johnny nct #black y/n #black kpop stans

[hatelangdon]

Black girls deserve to see themselves in soft aesthetics too. We like Royalcore, Matcha dates, picnics, soft dances, book shopping with our lovers, and even more! We want to be embraced. That's the types of content I'm making <3

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[calibabii21]

|| Isn't The Sky Beautiful? || k.dy

pairing: model!Doyoung x stylist!reader

genre: smut, mature *mdni*

warning(s): fingering, choking, unprotected sex, squirting, pet names (ie: angel, princess, bunny, pup), singular use of "daddy", dumbification, kinda mean Doyoung, dom!Doyoung, sub!reader, bitchy reader, sexual frustration, shenanigans all around

wc: *roughly* 2.9k

a/n: some sort of continuation of work your magic. @tinypink-macaron hopefully this helps you feel better🫶🏾

disclaimer: there's no official mention of a safe word, but the predetermined safe word that will be universally used- for fics and just on the blog in general (regarding emergencies) is lighthouse.

"Ah. You guys I have to go soon." You exit the Instagram app with a sigh and toss your phone on the bed. It wasn't fair. Simply sitting there talking to a phone, yet looking so damn handsome.

Your low grumbling continues as you look through your suitcase, pulling out your black velvet silver shimmer gown for tonight's red carpet event. You'd gotten a natural face with heavy smokey eye look done earlier in the day. Who knew Milan would be the place for a 12 hour lasting beat. "Wait.." you shake you head chuckling to yourself nevermind, that was dumb.

On your way out of the door, it crosses your mind to make a quick post of your final look, but you decide against it. Whoever wanted to see you would just have to wait. Suppose it was more you trying to convince yourself than genuinely play hard to get. "Lord give me strength," you pray as the door closes behind you.

If you were given a dollar for every compliment you've received tonight- well, you wouldn't be rich, but, you wouldn't complain either. Not mention how hard you had to refrain from fangirling when Luke Hemmings greeted you with a DOUBLE cheek kiss and called you stunning. Nothing could top that. Except-

"Why are you avoiding me?" a voice startles you out of taking in the leopard print decorated room. "What reason would I have to be avoiding you," your aggressive defense has you internally wincing. "That's exactly my question," there's a hint amusement in his tone, "you look good."

Finally you bring yourself to look at him, his princely appearance far more fitting for the throne he sits on than you anticipated. Immediately your eyes narrow, "fuck he's so handsome." A bashful smile spreads across his lips, "thank you," now realizing you'd spoken your thoughts aloud, you turn away from him with a scowl. "Well, I should get going.."

Soft, manicured fingers grasp your wrist, pausing you, "did....have I done something?" You feel a little guilty for treating him this way, "not at all." Which wasn't a lie, but your unenthusiastic reassurance made him falter and release you before walking away without another word. Guess this night is over.

By the time it's almost midnight, you're out of your heels and eagerly heading to soak in your suite's spacious garden tub. As you're grabbing the last of your things to head into the bathroom, there's a knock at your door.

Your breath hitches when you see the man casually leaning against the hall wall, playing with the ring on his index finger. "Doyoung?" what is he doing here? You're certain the confusion is plastered on your face, yet he silently shows himself inside, inspecting the room as he paces. There's nothing for you to say as you drink in his well-cinched waist covered only by an onyx-rhinestone detailed blazer. Still, neither of you say anything, you observing him inspecting your suite.

"They told me to return my suit to you." Finally, an explanation. It still doesn't make sense. "To me? Okay, but..you still have it on..." your thoughts slowly gather together as he begins to circle you, "it could have been dropped off in the morning."

You can feel it. Something is going to happen. "I could have," he says open-endedly, as if sarcastically considering the seemingly absurd idea. "but then I wouldn't get a chance to handle you." An immediate scoff escapes as you feel slightly offended, "handle, me? What the fuck does that even mean??"

It is already ridiculous to think about, but to say something so.. outdated to your face? Only now do you notice that he has removed his blazer, exposing his taut torso to you. "You know, you've had the shittiest attitude since that day." You don't even have the chance to rebuttal because he's speaking again, "What? having my dick in your mouth wasn't enough?"

Stunned can't even describe your current state- not to mention aroused beyond belief. Face to face with him, you can't bring yourself to speak. "Can't speak?" your chin is grasped between his thumb and forefinger, "why have you been so mean to me baby?" You can feel your tough facade breaking "I..it's embarrassing.." he furrows his brows, "it can't be that bad."

A pregnant pause lingers as you gather the courage to fess up, "Fine.. I was upset because...you're too damn attractive and seeing all the comments on your posts and lives bothered me.." You can't even look away to hide your shame because he tightens his grip on your chin as he processes your words.

You can feel yourself overheating under the robe due to the intense embarrassment you feel. Unexpectedly, boisterous laughter erupts, startling you, "That's your reason for avoiding me? That's so fucking stupid." With the way he's doubled over, it must be really fucking funny.

He's suddenly standing upright, centimeters from your face "you're damn right it's fucking funny." oh shit, you did it again. "I've been racking my brain trying to figure what I did- turns out you were just too jealous of my fans to have a proper conversation with me."

His voice becomes soft spoken as his right hand caresses your cheek, "if you wanted my attention, all you had to do was ask," your lashes can't help but flutter as your lips brush one another's. Kisses planted on each cheek to emphasize his words, "if you want," kiss, "my cock," kiss. "all you have to do," forehead kiss, "is ask." The words whispered so lightly against your lips you can't help the moan that slips.

"But you didn't." He pulls away from you and looks at you with mock disappointment. "Closed mouths don't get fed, Angel." Your eyes are quite literally glossing over from the overwhelming want you have for this man. "What do you want?" He's stalking toward you, backing you until the back of your legs make contact with the mattress. Again, silence. Afraid that if you speak, sobs will come out.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" It's rhetorical, yet you find yourself nodding. There's nowhere to go as he hovers over your seated body. "Look at me, Angel," his hand is at the side of your neck, feeling your pulse race as you tilt your head back to meet his eyes. His beautiful, sparkling eyes.

"You want me to make you my pretty little bitch?" Instantly you're whimpering and tears are welling in your eyes again. "Ohh. You like it when I call you that hm? My pretty. little. bitch." As if seeing you further in a new light, Doyoung looks at you with an enamored smile. "Open your mouth, baby." You part your lips enough to fully extend your tongue. "Swallow it all, like a good little slut." Your eyes close as you whimper blissfully, swallowing his saliva with your own.

It's known to you that you aren't into pet play, however, you find yourself eager to please him like an obedient puppy. "Please, fuck me," you whisper with such a sinful innocence it almost makes him lose his composure and take you right then and there. "Not quite yet sweetheart." Then he's walking across the room, back over to his blazer, re-placing it back on his body, "you go ahead and take your bath. I'll see you in the morning." And just like that, he's gone.

He said he'd see you in the morning, but he had you all the way fucked up if he thought you were dragging this out any longer. After thirty minutes of the most frustrating bath you've ever taken, you're marching to his hotel room and banging on the door. By the time he opens the door, you're seething, "how dare you-" before you could even finish, he's yanked you into his room and pinned you against the door.

"How dare I? How dare you." You're sputtering and blinking at the sudden change in roles, his half naked body short-circuiting your brain, "w-what do you mean?" He scoffs with a chuckle as he looks you up and down. "You come banging on my door- at nearly one in the morning, mind you- covered in only this tempting robe, your freshly bathed skin gleaming at me-" his hand beside your head curls into a fist as if to instill restraint. "Missed my touch that much, did you?" he says more to himself than you.

"Is this what you came here for?" he's now lowered the tone of his voice. "Did you come to seduce me?" his featherlight traces from your neck to the collar of your robe leave goosebumps on your skin as he begins removing the thick article of cloth. "Did you come here, knowing, I would fuck you properly? Put you in your place?"

It takes everything in you not to sink to your knees and suck him dry. "Answer me, Princess." You knew he wouldn't let you anyway, that's too undeserving a reward. The silence must have gone on too long because, next thing you know, he's guiding you to the couch by the nape of your neck forcing you bent over the arm.

His crotch is flush against your lace clad sex, hands massaging your ass before landing a harsh slap making you jolt forward. "I don't take too kindly to being ignored." You notice, not only the bite in his tone, but his lack of use of a pet name. "I'm sor-RY" your pitch hikes at the sudden sharp stinging of his palm on your skin, "I don't want any apologies. I only want to hear 'yes sir's' and 'thank you's' from you."

You've never seen this side of him, but you can't deny that you are enjoying it. "Y-Yes sir." If you were looking to be praised for your obedience, it unfortunately never came. Not a sound comes out of your mouth as he continues kneading your flesh. It isn't until you feel his breath against your core that you become fidgety, squeezing your thighs together.

"Oh, is this where you want me, Beautiful?" you wordlessly nod as his fingers trace the outline of your lips, "I need words, Gorgeous." Searching your brain for words you move your hips closer to his face "yes, please sir." He gives your ass a pat of praise at your obedience and hooks his index finger onto your panties to pull them aside, "mmm," you hear him taking in the scent of your arousal, "look how pretty and puffy your pussy is," he slips his first and second digits into your slit, "glistening just for me isn't it?"

His tone, so soft and condescending, paired with his long, slender fingers has you tensing with anticipation of climax. "Already? I've barely gotten started baby." As if emphasizing his statement, he plants an open mouthed kiss on your clit, immediately sucking it into his mouth. "Oh fUCK" you grind your heat back onto his face, "fuck fuck fuck, don't stop," your demand makes him increase the speed of his fingers.

"Aww, look at the desperate bunny thinking she's in charge." You let out an incoherent whine as you feel the pressure building in your tummy. "please please please can I cum?" He expresses his satisfaction with your response by rapidly lapping at your clit, "of course you're gonna cum baby, and you're not going to stop until I tell you."

His fingers curl inside of you and you're tipping over the edge- rising on your toes, nails digging into the couch cushions. "Breathe." it isn't until the firm command and a strong smack to your ass that you inhale deeply. "Oh fuck, I'm-" "Again." And you do. The orgasm becoming so intense as he removes his fingers from inside you, and rips your thong before using your slick to swiftly rub your clit. "come on, Angel, ride it out."

The high pitched sounds coming from you are unrecognizable to your own ears. You soon find out why as liquid spurts out of you and coats Doyoung's satin boxers. "Ohhohoho baby. Look at what a mess you're making." But you're too busy muttering thank you's for it to register in your mind, even when you see said puddle as you are guided to and shoved back onto the queen sized mattress.

Everything is happening in slow motion, but you're snapped out of it the minute you blink and see a fully nude Doyoung. Your eyes are zoned in on his beautiful cock- tip gleaming with precum, before letting them trail up his torso to meet his heady gaze. "God, you're such a fucking tease." He climbs onto the bed, hovering, drinking in the visual of you.

"You look so gorgeous, legs all spread and patiently waiting for me," can't help but beam and spread your legs wider at such high praise. "And I know you'll take my cock so well, won't you?" "Yes, daddy," you whimper and nod as he aligns himself with your entrance, his girth stretching you the perfect amount, "Ohh fuck, Jesus, it's like your body was made just for me."

His thrusts start off slow as to allow you a chance to adjust, but also to save him from premature nut. "Fuck, baby, you gonna cum already?" You nod as your brows furrow, "mhmm." He speeds up his hips, thrusting them in a 'J' motion that has the tip of his length continuously press against a spot within you that no later has you spasming and moaning uncontrollably.

A hand semi-tightly enwraps your throat, "F-F-Fuuuuucckkk," you drag out as your mouth drops open and your tongue naturally lolls out. "Look at my little cock-drunk princess. So dumb and fucked out, and it's only the third orgasm," he punctuates his mean words by allowing a dribble of saliva to run from his mouth, to yours. "Such a dirty little angel, squeezing around me at such filth." But that only makes you squeeze his dick more, nails digging into the flesh of his tight back.

You can feel him getting closer to his high when his thrusts become more powerful, "Princess, I'm so close," a warning or simple declaration you do not know, but you're relieved you're not the only one near climax. "Shit- fuck baby, your greedy cunt is milking me so much." The feeling of his hot cum releasing inside of you has your own juices spouting out as he bottoms out. "I knew you could take me well," but your eyes are fluttering closed as you're catching your breath.

By daybreak, you're unsure of if you passed out from exhaustion, or the intensity of your final orgasm. You feel a little sore, but your spirits are higher than you'd ever thought possible. A chuckle can't help but leave you, not me being dickmatized after one fuck. Hopefully the man doesn't mind.

Speaking of- you look around the room to see him nowhere to be found. putting on the zebra print robe you see lying around, you search throughout the room to find him out on the balcony. "Good mor-" you immediately slap a hand over your mouth when you see he's in the middle of an Instagram live. "Have any of you ever been to Milan?" he's addressing his fans, but he's looking at you, "everything here is so gorgeous."

His eyes smile as he looks you over and discreetly beckons you over. The exaggerated shake of your head has him rolling his eyes. He motions for you to crawl under the table. You look at him skeptically before throwing caution to the wind and getting on your knees beneath the transparent table.

Without any further acknowledgment from him, you- as quietly as possible, undo his pants button and zipper. It is as hard as it sounds. Both his dick and not getting caught. You release his hardness from its confines and bring it to your lips. His sharp intake of breath and attempt at covering his groan that was so clearly heard boosts your ego a bit. It is now your mission to make him slip up on live, so you waste no time taking him into your mouth and giving him slow, strong sucks as one of your hands gently fondles with his scrotum.

"Ah, 난 좆됐어" you understand that as a swear word and give yourself internal praise. He brings one of his hands underneath the table and pushes the back of your head so that you take him in deeper, "Mmm-" almost lost in the pleasure he snaps himself back to reality and reads the comments. "I look blissful? Haha, thank you?" He must be close with the way looks down at you with a quick lip bite as you deep-throat him. His hand now holding you against him as he releases down your throat.

Although his deep breaths prevent him from making noise, his head still rolls back to rest against the railing as he chants and praises you in his mind. "Dear Jesus, give me strength," he whispers a prayer to himself before sitting back upright caressing your cheek as he reads the incoming comments, "am I in pain? No, I am quite..satisfied," his innuendo is nowhere near subtle, but his fans seem to eat it all up. "Isn't the sky beautiful?"

*mdni banner made by @cafekitsune*

#nct 127 #doyoung fic #nct 127 x black reader #doyoung x black reader #nct doyoung smut #nct ambw #doyoung ambw #kpop smut #nct smut #minors dni #z writes✍🏾 #kpop x black reader #black reader #black kpop stans #black czennies ftw

[niabang]

Only Me and You

Continuation of The Summer it Came True

Previous Chapter

Chapter 6

Pairing: Bangchan × black female reader named Kel

Word Count: 2984

Hi guys!!! Merry Christmas to you all and thank you for reading ilysm ♡. Posted a long chapter as a Christmas gift! I hope you guys enjoy it!

Disclamer: this chapter contains some soft dom × bratty sub dynamics and some really steamy kissing!

More under the cut!

You woke up the next morning on the floor just beside your bed. You made your way to the bathroom to pee and just brushed your teeth at once.

The pain was finally gone, thank goodness, and you were so hungry you could eat a whole cow. You washed your face, changed your pad and made your way back to your bed, and began to scroll on your phone.

You checked your messages, and you instantly felt bad.

Mines 🤎

Babe, are you okay?

I don't know why you locked me out, but please take care of yourself.

If you need anything, I'm right across the hallway

               1:38 am

Gosh, you were so mean to him for no reason yesterday. Well, not for no reason, but still. He just wanted to make sure you were doing fine, and you just yelled at him and locked him out, then proceeded to refuse his multiple appeals to be let back in.

You decided you were going to make it up to him somehow. You unlocked your door as quietly as you could and tiptoed to his bedroom to "surprise" him but when you opened the door he wasn't there so you made your way downstairs quietly and there he was in the main living room sitting on a couch watching tv.

You crept up behind him and put your hands over his eyes, being careful not to poke him with your nails. You had to get them done, actually.

You forgot how strong your boyfriend was as you didn't realise it when he stretched his hands backwards and somehow flipped you onto his lap. It happened so fast it gave you whiplash.

"Hi." You said smiling at your beautiful man. He always looked so good in the morning it was insane. His fluffy, curly hair was the best part, and you used your hands to move it out of his face a bit.

You looked down a bit and realised that he was shirtless. Bare. Exposed. Half naked. Whatever you wanted to call it. His pecks and abs were on full display close up. You wanted to trace every inch of his skin, feel every ridge with your fingers and maybe your tongue, but no one asked, and you probably shouldn't have thought that.

"My face is up here, Kel." Chan's voice snapped you out of thought. Shit were you staring that long for him to notice?

You snapped your head up at him, and your mouth couldn't even move for you to even try to explain yourself, but luckily for you, your boyfriend was being quite the chatterbox today.

"I mean, you don't have to stop looking if you don't want to. I'm yours." What in the world even prompted him to say that?

"Are you doing drugs, Chan?" You asked, putting the back of your hand on his forehead.

"No, I'm just happy my beautiful girl is back, and the evil monster from yesterday is gone." He said through a smile and pulled closer to him. You gave him a deadpan look and rolled your eyes to show that you were not amused.

"Oh no, she's back." He said, feigning fear in his voice.

You put your arms around his neck and then rest your head on his shoulder.

"You're so silly." You said after positioning yourself.

"Well, that's one of the many reasons why you love me, isn't it? He said while stroking your thigh.

"Maybe." You answered, and then chan lifted you up from his body and looked at you like he forgot something important.

"What?" You asked him to getting a bit worried.

"You still haven't eaten." Was he even real?

"My God, chan, you scared me. I'm the one starving, and I'm not even that worried." He was such an alarmist sometimes.

"Come on, let's get you something to eat."  Chan dragged you to the kitchen where you finally had a proper meal for the past two days.

"Don't lock me out again." He said when you were done with your food. He practically down next to you and watched you eat the whole time

"Hmm, is that an order or a request?" You replied.

"Hmm, i don't know anyone you'd like it to be. He said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Well, I'll think about it. By the way I want to get my hair and nails done I'm tired of these braids and i want a new look but the thing is I don't know if there are any salons that work with my hair type here." You explained your ordeal to your boyfriend.

"You should be able to find one here. Maybe check Google or something, and if you don't find one, just leave your hair out. I miss your fluffy hair." If you had skin any lighter than what you had now, you would be red as a tomato.

"I have been meaning to dye my hair actually, but I don't know what color, and I'm kind of scared of my hair falling out." You told chan.

"Then just do whatever you're comfortable with. Your hair still looks good as it is." Chan assured you.

"If I do end up dyeing my hair, maybe I'll go ginger like you. What do you think?"

"Well, they do say imitation is the best form of flattery..." What did you even expect this man to say in the first place?

"It's my fault for asking you dumbass." You said in the most condescending way you could.

"Call me that again. I dare you." You could have just said you were sorry and gone about your day, but you couldn't help but test your boyfriend.

He was standing up now and hovering above you with his two hands resting on the kitchen island.

"D-U-M-B-A-S-S, DUMBASS." You spelt it out, pronounced it, and as if that wasn't enough, you splashed a bit of water from your glass on his face and decided to make a run for it.

Chan chased you around every corner of the house, and you just kept on running with no direction. As long as he didn't catch you, you'd be okay.

You made your way upstairs, and chan was right behind you. You saw that his room door was open and decided to run in there then lock the door but you realised way too late that your plan wasn't going to work because chan had already made it into the room with you.

You immediately picked up a pillow and started swatting it around as your defense, but chan unfortunately matched your energy with a pillow of his own.

You decided to give up because there was no way you were going to win this fight against your boyfriend, so you surrendered.

"Okay, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'll stay still." You dropped your pillow on the bed and sat down next to it to prove that you were really surrendering.

Chan dropped his pillow to and then proceeded to do the worst thing ever. He started to tickle you.

You laughed and struggled till you couldn't endure it anymore and begged chan to stop.

He stopped, and you guys stayed still looking into each others eyes till chan placed a kiss on your forehead and rested his head on your chest.

"You could have just said you wanted cuddles instead of almost tickling me to death." You said to him.

"Shh." He snuggled into you more, and you started to play with his hair.

He was everything you ever needed.

...

You and chan spent almost half the day taking out your braids. He offered to help you, and you really didn't want to take them out all by yourself, so you taught him how to.

He inflicted some sort of pain on your scalp every now and then, but he was trying his best so you endured, and plus, you didn't want him to feel bad for trying to help you.

He was going to take you to get your hair and nails done, and you still didn't know what you wanted to get. You would figure it out.

...

You resumed your normal gym activities with chan, and it only took you like an hour of begging the previous day to convince him to let you guys go back.

And even when he agreed to let you guys go back, he babied you so much. For starters, he made you guys take the car instead of jogging, and then he proceeded to remind you to drink water every five minutes.

"Chan, I'm not sick, you know? I'm all better now, I promise." You tried to sound as reassuring as possible.

"I know, baby, but just drink some water, please." You knew he wasn't going to stop till you drank the water, so you did. And there was just something about the way he talked to you that made you comply.

He took it extra easy on you while he was helping with your exercises, and when you were done for the day, he gave you a head pat and told you he was proud of you. The switch up was insane. He was basically guarding you like an egg.

You felt like you barely did anything, but you said nothing because you were currently weak in the knees over the treatment you were getting, and you didn't want it to stop anytime soon.

When you got home, you guys got ready for you to go get your hair and nails done, and you decided that you were going to go ginger like chan, but you didn't tell him. You wanted it to be a surprise.

You figured you'd eventually have to tell him if the people that worked in the salon spoke no English so he could translate for you which would take the fun out of it all but thankfully it was a foreigner who owned the beauty parlour and they spoke English so your surprise was saved.

Chan waited for you in the car while you were getting your hair done, and it was taking longer than expected. You got hungry halfway, but you couldn't text him to get you food because he'd see your hair, so you suffered in silence.

They started to wash out the dye from your hair, and the colour turned out so good you were in love. You asked for a silk press after that because you hadn't straightened your hair in a while, and you did say you wanted something different.

Chan came in and sat in the lounge of the salon while you were still there, but he didn't see you because the corner where you were getting your nails done was closed off from his view.

When you were finally done, you collected the bill and walked straight over to where he was sitting. He had airpods in and was doing something on his phone, so he didn't even notice that you were standing in front of him.

You tapped his shoulder twice, and his head snapped up to you. He took out his airpods, and you just stretched your palm out in front of him.

He gave you a confused look and looked back at your palm still in lou of what was going on till you asked him for his card then he went "oh!"brought out his wallet and handed you his card happily.

You walked over to the pay point and paid them for their services before leaving with chan.

"So what do you think?" You asked chan as you guys were walking to the car.

"Reminds me of someone." He answered. You couldn't even be mad because you basically brought it upon yourself by dyeing your hair the same colour as your cocky boyfriend's.

"I'm so done with you." You said in fake annoyance and attempted to walk faster than he was when he pulled you close to him by your waist before you could get any further.

"My pretty girl, you look so good, and your hair looks amazing." He said, then placed a peck on the cheek facing him.

You don't know exactly what happened because you completely blacked out when you heard the words "my pretty girl" leave Chan's lips.

Shit it took everything in you not to have a full on make out sesh with him in the exposed parking lot.

You both got into the car, and chan started to drive.

"Chan, I'm hungry." You said.

"What do you want?" He asked you.

"I'm craving pasta right now,"

"Hmm, pasta... I think i know a good place."

Chan took you to a restaurant where you guys ate, and when you were done, you let him pay again. You knew it made him happy to do it, but a part of you chipped away watching him.

You both got into the car and chan started to drive again but you told him to stop at a supermarket for some ice cream. You got a mini bucket for you guys to share, and you both got on your way.

"Kel, you haven't had water since you ate, have you?" He asked you while driving, and you looked at him. His eyes were still focused on the road. You didn't answer him.

"Kel?" He repeated your name looking for an answer.

"No." You said in a hushed tone. When chan heard your reply, he sighed and reached for the bottle of water he gave to you in the cup holder without removing his attention from the road.

"Here, drink it." He said, handing the bottle to you.

"But I'm not thirsty." You said taking the bottle from him. You knew you would end up drinking the water, but you just wanted a rise out of him.

"Kel, just drink it it's not that hard. "

"You're bossing me around, I'm not a kid."

"Baby, I'm not bossing you around. I'm only trying to take care of you, so please just drink water." Ah shit he got you.

You opened up the bottle and drank as much as you could, and chan watched you out of the corner of his eye. You dropped the bottle back in the holder when you were done.

"That's my good girl." He said and patted your thigh.

You have no freaking idea how you restrained yourself from straddling him in the front seat and doing nasty things to him.

You both got home, and chan went into the kitchen to do something, so you sat on the island watching him while eating your ice cream.

You asked him if he wanted some, and when he said yes, he grabbed a spoon and joined you. It was practically useless because he had both hands on either side of you, and you had resulted in feeding him.

Chan had been testing you in his own ways all day and he finally tipped the scale when he used his thumb to wipe some ice cream away from the corner of your lips and proceeded to lick it while maintaining eye contact.

You instantly dropped the bowl of ice cream and pulled chan closer to you by the belt loops on his trousers and kissed him.

The kiss started off slow with chan letting you lead, but that didn't last long once he gained entrance with his tongue. He took his hands off from your sides and placed one on your cheek and one on your back to sturdy you.

His tongue felt so good against yours that you didn't want him to stop. You let out a particularly unfathomable sound when chan bit down on your bottom lip, and you felt chan smirk against your lips. Cocky mf.

You put your hands on his shoulders and wrapped your legs around him using them to pull him in closer, and you slightly angled your head so that chan could go deeper.

You both were damn near devouring each other when Chan's phone rang and it was his mom, so he had to take it. You knew because he had a special ringtone saved for her.

"Fuck." Chan said after he pulled away from the kiss before he picked up the phone. You could see the bulge that had formed in his pants and you were pretty sure your panties were soaked. Chan's mom insisted on a videocall because she wanted to see you two.

"Hi mom." You said when Chan panned the phone in your direction. She insisted that you call her that instead of "Mrs Bang."

"Oh wow you look so pretty, you guys got matching hair colours that's cute. So how are you two doing?" She asked.

You could have told her that you and her son were just down each other's throats but you stuck to a simple "Thank you mom we're doing great. Everything is going well. How are things on your end?"

She told you how everyone was doing and when chan came in to frame she squealed to herself and rejoiced in the fact that she was going to have beautiful grandkids. She was so cute.

"Mom!" Chan said sounding embarrassed and she apologised and went back to talking to you.

"So Kel how is work going going?"

"Wow mom did you just call me to talk to Kel?"

"If I'm being truthful... yes."

"Oh wow well then I'm going to leave since I'm not wanted." He kissed your cheek and went upstairs to his room.

You talked on the phone with his mom for a while and when you got upstairs chan was already asleep.

You dropped his phone next to him and left to go to bed too because you didn't want to wake him up.

Plus you didn't know if you had that much energy to finish what you guys started earlier.

#stray kids #bang chan #kpop #bangchan fanfic #bangchan fluff #black kpop fans #black kpop stans #soft hours #stray kids fanfic #stray kids bang chan #stray kids fluff #skz x reader #skz bang chan #skz fanfic #skz fluff #skz #skz smut #bang chan fanfic #bang chan fluff #established relationship #kpop fluff #tooth rotting fluff #friends to lovers #kpop fanfic #angst #hard hours #soft thoughts #soft d0m #bratty #kpop tumblr

[cardboardheartss]

pretty pookies!

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[bangtanjake]

where the girlys that write about khh/krnb artists? or if you’re taking requests i got a few☺️

and i mean write about Simon Dominic woo wonjae loco gray DeVita sikk haon big naughty bloo nafla code kunst bibi ash island gemini giriboy

#kpop fyp #black kpop stans #khh #krap #krnb artist #khh smut #krnb smut

[celestial-choc0late]

THE ACCURACY

#bangchan smut #stray kids bangchan #stray kids #bang chan #skz chris smut #skz chris #stray kids Chris #skz smut #black kpop stans

[jasthecowboy]

#black girl #black girl blogger #black girls of tumblr #tumblr girls #moodboard #black tumblr #instagram post #winter instagram #instagram post inspo #instagram story #instagram highlights #new music #music #wave to earth #black kpop stans #black kpop fans #kpop moodboard #kpop aesthetic #kpop #k indie

[panjakes]

MASTERLIST

GROUPS

-BTS(Biases-J-Hope&Yoongi)

-MonstaX(Biases-I.M&Jooheon)

-Zero base one(Biases-Ricky&Matthew)

-Enhypen(Biases-Jake&Heeseung)

-TXT(Biases-Yeonjun&Hueningkai)

-Seventeen(Biases-Vernon,Dk,Jeonghan)

-NCT127(Biases-Yuta&Haechan)

-Ateez(OT8)

-The Boyz(Biases-Juyeon,Jacob&Q)

-NCT Dream(Biases-Jaemin&Renjun)

-Stray Kids(OT8)

SHOWS

-All Of Us Are Dead

No matter what-Cheongsan

Not on my watch-gyeongsu

In the end-Suhyeok

-Vincenzo

Hard goodbyes/Part 2-Hanseo

Wife?!-Vincenzo

Come back

-Blind(2023)

I didn’t Do it-

-Sweet home

Surprise-

Actors

-Go on a date with me?

Cramps

Wedding Day-Ahn Hyoseop

Meet the family- Ahn Hyoseop

Butterflies- Ahn Hyoseop

Series

The First Lady(On going)-Chp.1, Chap.2, Chap.3

The investigator and the Thief(on going) Chp.1, Chp.2, Chp.3

Blood stains(On going)-Chp.1, Chp.2

FicTober🎃👻

Enhypen Hybed high series

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[pennedbyeve]

Hi, I’m going to attempt to keep this brief, but I tend to talk a lot, unintentionally.

My name is Evonne - Eve, for short. I’m a twenty six year old, black woman.

But with that being said, this is my a safe space for black girl, women all of us who are into k-pop, Korean hip hop and R&B. I’m fairly new to the scene myself, I just discovered things in March from my best friend.

This page will be full of fanfics with a black oc. (and a stan simply being a stan or me simping in the tags. 😂)

Some groups and artists I like:

P1Harmony, Ateez and some NCT 127 & NCT Dream. DPR Ian, Jey and PH-1, oceanfromtheblue and more.

I want to get into:

Seventeen, BTS, The Boyz, Ikon.

A few of my bias’ are:

Keeho, Johnny Suh and Mark Lee and mostly my husband, Song Mingi.

Thank you to my good sis @renewedjeans for helping me come out of my shell and motivating me to do this because I was definitely scared.

With this page, I want to write for those who feel unseen and underrepresented as Black girls, know that I see you sis, and you will find love, you indeed worthy of receiving the love you pour out. Let my page be the safe space you need.

#black girl k pop #black girl x k pop #black kpop stans

[agust-june]

Let's talk about KIM DOYOUNG...

I just came here to say if I CATCH yall defending Doyoung out here it's blocked on fucking site. I need yall Ncitzens and Kpop stans to STAND THE FUCK UP.

Out here posting pictures of ugly ass snowmen with MCDONALDS BS. GFTOFH. I saw this yesterday but Koreaboo pissed me off and these tweets of these fucking weirdos made me mad. So imma talk about it here.

Imma post screen shots of tweets and for those of you that are clearly not assholes or not delusional, let's point and laugh.

Fuck the first tweet bc though he is not supposed to be making political statement. That's what he's doing. And I will drop that man like a trash bag into the dumpster. The SECOND TWEET FUCK KIM DOYOUNG'S FEELINGS. Fuck him what about the feelings of the Palestinian fans that he has? What about the people you are actively dying from bombs? starvation? Dehydration? What about them? Out here actively making SNOW MEN using McDonald's shit FUCK HIM. AND FUCK YOU TOO WEIRD ASS BITCH.

The first tweet here. It's not about his family or friends. Doyoung is in the public posting pictures of McDonald's snowmen. He's fucking weird. And if we find out about his family and Friends they can get the smoke too. They ain't special. The last tweet on the bottom...yall spend too much online into kpop. I need people to be educated and up-to-date in the world bc what do you mean does that country exists??? I need people to WAKE UP GO TO FUCKING SCHOOL OR GET HOBBIES OUTSIDE OF KPOP PLEASE AND THANK YOU.

We knew SM wasn't shit. We knew. Doyoung, I am not shocked he's in SM. I like to give people chances but once you fuck up you fuck up. And THIS??? Oh baby you lucky SM needs you for they check which is why I will not be supporting Doyoung and I will give you the Wendy treatment bye bitch.

Hell isn't hot enough. That's all imma say.

On that note, I want to add that as a K-pop fan and Ncitizen, I am greatly disappointed, but I am not surprised. I had a FEELING someone in NCT was gonna do this bs. For once, I was hoping to be proven wrong. But that hoes to show you... we don't know these groups. He isn't the only one supporting these companies. Other idols are, too.

Here's some links to other idols

I also want to note that I will be taking my Doyoung post down even though it had Johnny in it. I'm clutching my pearls like a southern white woman and leaving. I can't get rid of the merch I bought, especially my DoJaeJung albums, but I won't be buying anymore. I understand some of these idols are under contract. For example, New Jeans they have a contract with Coca-Cola, and they just had a meal with McDonald's. That I completely understand. But ACTIVELY spending money to McDonald's and Starbucks and posting it!?!? Nah, you gotta go. Idc who you are. I don't care you have godly teir vocals you're done. It's not that hard to TRY to do something good. I am actively avoiding Starbucks, McDonald's, actively staying up to date on what's going on in the world. It's not just Palestine. It's Congo. Sudan. Yemen. If I can do all of that work a job. Go to school. Watch One Piece (an anime that actively talks about corrupt governments, genocide, war, propaganda, etc). Kim fucking Doyoung and other kpop idols can do it too. They just don't care and want to keep rolling their checks (he probably need to with that pocket change he probably getting). I AM BEGGING yall K-pop stans who still don't get it to STAND UP. Get a life. Read a fucking book. Because yall look dumb as hell, and I'm sorry, but my EGO MY PRIDE will not allow me to be dumb and continue to turn a blind eye when I know people are dying in a genocide. And for those of you saying "well just educate the idol." Baby, there's a reason why college is for adults, and it's not a mandatory if grown adults want to make the choice to learn they'll do it. These idols are GROWN it's not my job to educate adults who are older than me, and it shouldn't be your job either, especially FOR FREE.

I hope yall have a good day today, and I hope yall stay safe out there!

#black kpop stans #nct 127 #kim doyoung smut #june talks #dojaejung #doyoung nct

[xotaemintol]

😭 omg y'all this is exactly why I mostly write for black readers, every single ff I’ve read in the past hour has had the same few lines: “Your knuckles turn white” “your cheeks burn red” “your face feels hot as your cheeks begin to flush and turn a bright red” “your pale skin” 😫 GODDDDDD like please 🤧

#black writer #black kpop fans #black kpop Stan struggles #black kpop stans

[nirvanawrites111]

My Right Hand Man Part 2 (Wooyoung x Dom!Reader)

Word Count: 3275

Pairing: Sub!Wooyoung x Dom!Reader

Tw: smut, mentions of drug, unprotected sex, gun appears, femdom!, You’re cheating on Hongjoong (but don’t do it irl because he gets jealous 🥴)

Read Part 1

“It's time to take all of Bangchan's street corners around the Downing projects," you give your command to Gangteez with a straight face waiting for their reaction. 

The room grows uncomfortably still, and you shift all your weight to one side. Your YSL heel clicks against the wooden floor of the basement.

The men stand in a half circle around you. You read all their expressions at once. You know this isn't something that is an easy task to do, but you've been planning your attack for months, now. 

"We've waited six months, and now is the right time?" Seonghwa voices his concerns. He purses his lips together, and you aren't afraid of objection to your plan. 

His question is valid, but one thing you have learned from Hongjoong is to be strategic. Never let your enemy know that you are affected by their moves. 

You've been doing this for the last 180 days waiting for the perfect opportunity to attack. You know for sure he's why Hongjoong is behind bars, and you must avenge the leader of Gangteez. Because it wasn't for Bangchan's weasel ass, he wouldn't be locked up. 

Everyone's eyes ping from Seonghwa and over to you, waiting for your counter-response. It's expected that they would have concerns or issues. 

You look past the wooden step descending into the dark of the open space, and you bring your attention back to them. 

You aren't going to back down. This is a risky move, but everyone has to pay the price for what they do in this game. 

You lean in closer to them. "Six months is a perfect time. Bangchan has been flaunting around town as if he runs it. We gotta knock him down a peg," you explain.

"I'm down," Wooyoung shoots next to San, and everyone turns to look at him. "I think it's a great idea."

You press your lips together to hold back an approving smile for him. Wooyoung's loyalty is unmatched, and it's surprising. 

Why would he choose to side with you after being vulnerable just for you to vanish? 

"I agree, too. We can't let Hongjoong just get locked up for nothing. He took a sacrifice for us, and not once did he rat us out. Let's do it," Yeosang supports you. 

But, you still have to win the other five over with their approval. 

"Exactly, so what is everyone else thinking?" you question them in hopes of understanding what everyone is thinking. Your eyes scan over to San and see he's the first to open his mouth. 

"Bangchan's crew is our rival gang. Everyone in the city knows it. So, it would be too obvious it's us," San counters. 

You nod. "I understand your concern which is very valid, but we can handle them."

"Not without Hongjoong," San explains. 

"Hongjoong is never one to pull the trigger now, is he? He gives the target. I'm giving you the target," You say, and you know your comment will ruffle some feathers. "Listen, if anyone tries to come after anyone, it will be me, and I'll be ready."

"You're willing to die for Gangteez?" San sneers at you, but his disbelief doesn't faze you at your loyalty to Gangteez. 

"That's the point of being the leader of this gang. Isn't it?" You toss back at him. 

"Shit, let's do this then," Mingi adds. 

"What do we have to lose? We will take over his corners," Yunho says. 

Wooyoung is why the domino effect of approval of your decision has started. He has always had your back, no matter what. 

"Blood will probably be shed, but we have to do it to avenge the wrongdoing of our leader," you hammer home your original idea. You want them to believe wholeheartedly that this is for Hongjoong. 

"I'm down," Jongho announces. 

Everyone turns to look over at San and Seonghwa. 

"So, are we Gangteez for life, or are we going to let Bangchan's bitch ass get away with setting up Hongjoong?" You ask. 

"This is blood on your hands if it goes wrong," San gets up from his seat and storms out of the meeting. You shrug because you know this is the right direction to go. 

"So how are we going to do it?" Seonghwa asks.

"I have been spying on their operation. If we steal their product for their Friday night drop and then have our dudes out there, we will be good," you explain. 

"How do you know their operation?"

"I've been following their moves for the last six months," you inform them. 

***

A knock on your window causes you to jump. You grab your chest and roll down the window of your SUV. 

"Are you avoiding me, mistress?" Wooyoung ask.

You glare into the rearview mirror and through your side view mirrors to see if anyone is near the two of you or can hear the conversation. 

As you mentally survey the exterior of the coffee shop you just left, Wooyoung's smile has your attention. 

"I'm not avoiding you," you say. You hold onto the steering wheel. 

"Where are you going?" He leans into the window, almost a few inches from your face. 

Without a thought, you lean back away from him because the last thing you need is people running back to Hongjoong to accuse you of cheating on him. 

"Back to the estate for my afternoon bath."

"Let me wash your back," Wooyoung offers. He knows acts of service is your love language and an easy way to get back into your personal space. 

"Get in," you say. You watch him walk around the front of your car, and he closes the door. 

***

"You need to get your bitch in line. She wants to take over Bangchan's corners over there by Downing Projects," San speaks into his cell phone.

Wooyoung gets into the passenger side of your car, and San’s eyebrows raise heavenward. He knows you two usually meet at night to get the money together, but it's two in the afternoon. 

"Y/n has everything under control. Why are you so upset?"

"You approved of this bullshit?"

"Of course. She doesn't do anything before running it by me."

"This isn't a good idea. We could all die over this."

"Bangchan's will know better than to move so sloppily. Listen, it's all going to work out. Don't worry about a thing."

"Okay," San swallows hard. "You are right. I want to make sure we are good, brother. No harm."

"Next time, don't fucking call me again about my woman. It's a reason why I picked her and not you to run Gangteez," Hongjoong ends the call. 

***

You sit on the edge of your bathtub and turn on the water. You adjust the temperature to your liking, and there is a distance between you and Wooyoung. 

He's across from you, standing in the doorway. He's covered in a black hoody and baggy jeans. It's not often you see him fully clothed when it's just the two of you. 

A little tiny grin appears on your face because you know he's waiting for your authorization to move closer. Even if there is tension between you, he still finds a way to show his submission to you. 

"Come here," you announce. Your voice is powerful, and you can see how his eyes perk up when you speak to him.  

"Yes, mistress," Wooyoung says. He can't hide his excitement to be with you. 

His steps are small, and he approaches you with his eyes glued to you. He stands before you, and this is the first time, he's been this close to you in days. 

You are lying if you say that you didn't miss him. He's been the topic of your thoughts for days, but you have maintained a bit of distance. 

Without instruction, he kneels before you. His hands are laced behind his back, and his eyes are on you. 

"So, I'm sure you want to talk about where I've been the last five days," you cut to the chase. 

"You've been sending Jongho to do the nightly pickups. Did I do something wrong?" His voice is shaky, and he looks down at the floor away from you. 

"No, you didn't do anything wrong," you shake your head at him, and you lift his chin. He's literally the angel that you've needed in your life. 

"So, why have you been avoiding me?" His voice is thick with emotions, and all you want to do is hug him and tell him that you are sorry. But, you are more complicated than that. 

"Our situation is a dangerous one. I've literally folded for my boyfriend's friend. I've known Joong since I was sixteen. You've known him since you were like five. Y'all are practically family."

Birds chirping hit your ears, and your eyes shoot to your phone. You groan because there is always an interruption. You turn off the bath water, and you walk over to your purse on the sink. 

You turn to face Wooyoung, still on his knees. "No funny business."

Wooyoung nods, but you are not sure if he will follow through with that. 

"Yes, boss?" you answer. 

"When were you going to tell me about Bangchan."

Your heart drops, and your blood runs cold. How the fuck did he find out this fast? The chilling haze of your suspicion begins to crystallize. 

"Why is San running his mouth?" You spit into the phone. 

You know that no one else would try to ruin your idea.

"It wasn't him. But, listen, you don't get to make those types of decisions."

"I do when it involves the organization you left me to run."

"This is not what I wanted to do. I was going to handle him when I get out."

"Well, we don't know when that will happen."

The phone goes silent, and you know he's going to let you have it for throwing that in his face. 

"Would you have rather it been you in here?" 

"I told you not to trust Yeonjun, but here we are."

"Listen, Y/n. I'll let you do this, but if this shit blows up in your face, I will give your position to Seonghwa."

"Seonghwa? He's a side liner. He's not meant to make these types of decisions. The business has been booming since you left. You know it."

"I agree you have been doing a great job, but that's under my advisement."

"I don't follow anything you tell me to do. I do my own shit, and that's why more money is flowing."

"Is that so? You think you can do this shit without me?"

"I've been doing it for six months without you. Seonghwa ain't help me with shit."

"Come visit me."

Your whole world stops, your heart is pounding loudly, and you can hear it in your ears. Wooyoung steps into the bathtub, and you don't notice him get naked. 

In all of the six months, you've begged to be able to see Hongjoong, and he's denied you every time. 

"Why now?"

"I should reward you for doing so well. I got a few connections here, and I've missed being inside you. The pictures you send help, but I want the real thing."

Guilt crawls up your throat, and you are conflicted about what he just said. Your body freezes for a moment. Three months ago, you would have been overjoyed and literally crawled on your hands and knees just to get a glimpse of him. 

But, when you look at Wooyoung, you are singing a different tune. You are finally getting the praise you know damn well you deserve from him.

But, it's just a little too late. It isn't the same as when Wooyoung praises you. It doesn't make you light up like when Wooyoung tells you how amazing you are. 

"Okay, well, how soon do you want me to come?"

"Friday. While the boys handle the takeover, I want you to come."

"No, I need to be here to ensure it gets done."

"No, baby, they can handle it."

You sigh. At this point, you are tired of arguing with him. "Alright, see you Friday," you hang up the call, and you drop it in your purse. 

"So, you're going to fuck him Friday?" Wooyoung questions you, and although you can't see his face, you can feel the disappointment weighing on him.

In his eyes, you belong to him. He hasn't had to share you sexually with anyone else. So, now you will exchange your energy with someone else, and you know it stings Wooyoung's heart. 

You remove the remainder of your clothes and turn around to face him. You are nude and vulnerable. The last thing you want to do is hurt him. He means so much to you that words can't even describe your love for him. 

You climb into the tub, and he's sitting with his legs crossed, and you sit across him. You reach up to his tanned face and stroke his face. Why did god have to send you such a beautiful and submissive man to turn your whole world upside down? 

She has such funny humor. You sigh because what can you say to him? 

"Woo," you whisper gently, knowing that there's nothing you can say to him that will change the situation. 

"You've been using me," Wooyoung holds his head down. His words are above a whisper but loud enough for you to know that he's hurting inside. 

"Never. I've been loving you," You lift his chin for him to see you for who you are and for him to understand that he's not the only person in this. 

His eyes widen at your revelation, and his mouth opens almost in disbelief, but it's honest to god truth. 

"I love you, Woo. I promise you I do," you confess, and for the first time in a long time, the weight is lifted off your chest. You can breathe deeply without feeling like you are hiding something or masking your emotions. 

For the first time, you feel completely honest and truthful about your feelings. 

"Goddess. You mean it?" Wooyoung questions you, but it's not the response you would have expected from it. 

You nod without having to utter another word. He crawls onto your lap and wraps his arms around you. 

"Yes," you confirm with a simple answer, and he looks into your eyes. His eyes sparkle with acceptance and love. 

"Fuck, goddess. I can't believe you feel the same for me."

"That's why I distanced myself. So, whatever happens on Friday, just know I'm doing whatever I have to keep up appearances. When he comes home, I'm leaving him. I'm moving."

"You're leaving him?" Wooyoung asks. 

"Yes."

"Where are you moving to?"

"Across the country. I want you to come. If you aren't ready, I understand. But, when you are ready,  you are welcome to come. This is a lot to take in."

"Yes, I'll go with you. I just want to be with you. That's all I've ever wanted."

You press your lips against Wooyoung, and his heart melts for you. He's become silly putty in your hands. You have expressed everything he's wanted to hear for the last three months. 

Wooyoung closes his eyes and embraces your warm lips against yours. This is precisely where he wants to be. 

No one has ever cared for him like you. No one has ever pleased him the way you do. No one can compare to you or can make him submit so quickly the way you do. 

You mean everything to this man, and now you've affirmed him the way he's needed for so long. 

Your touches along his back send electricity through his body, and he wants you.

"Goddess, I need you," Wooyoung whimpers for you. He craves to be inside of you. He misses being buried inside of your warm center. 

"I don't have my strap. I would have to get up."

Wooyoung shakes his head. He reaches between your legs and rubs your already wet clit. He stops and looks at you. 

You nod in approval for him to continue touching you. 

"I want to be inside of you, again."

You reach down and stroke his dick. You reach over and turn the jets on in your bathtub. You move from underneath him. 

"You can be inside of me," you say with a smile. 

Truth be told, you missed him being inside of you, which wasn't something that happened often. Most of the time, you either gave each other head, or you fucked him with the strap. 

You position yourself to get in the proper position to ride him. 

"I can't believe.." Wooyoung starts to speak, but you quiet him when you slide down on his thick length. You close your eyes and enjoy the sensation of being full of Wooyoung again. 

You don't want to do any more talking. You want to enjoy this moment with him. Your lips are pressed against his, and his hands are around your waist. 

You can't believe you are in love with him. You are lost in him, and the kisses have become sloppier and needier. 

Your bodies are meshing together in a way you can't describe. It's perfect being on top of him like this in your bathtub. You never thought love could feel this good. You never thought the drug game would have brought you closer to anyone because it definitely pushed you away from Hongjoong. 

"Fuck, Mistress.. please. It's too good," Wooyoung whines into your ear, and you rock into him harder. The water splashes and falls onto the floor, but you don't care. 

All you care about right now is being one with the love of your life. 

Bird chirping hits your ears, but you don't pull away. Instead, you kiss Wooyoung harder, and you lean forward. He pumps into you from underneath your body. 

"Wooyoung.. baby.. I've missed your dick inside of me," You say.

"I know it's been a long time. But, I deserve it, right? I deserve to bury my dick deep inside you until you cum on my dick, right mistress?"

"Mmmm.. yes, you do."

"You're going to cum on my dick."

You lose a bit of control, and you don't care. You wrap your hands around his neck, and you clench your pussy around him. You are close to coming for him. That's all you want to do. 

"That's it, mistress. Use me like your whore," he manages to breathe out and still pounds into your sweet pussy. The place where he finds peace in. 

The pad of his two fingers is against your clit, and you don't have much longer until you explode. 

"Yess.. you're my whore," You cry out, and you bounce on his dick, and you release your orgasm. You cum hard on his dick, and your body vibrates as you release onto him. 

Wooyoung follows behind you and shoots his load deep inside of you. You are milking all of him and taking all of his seed. At this point, the dick is so good you don't care if you get pregnant. 

You let go of Wooyoung's neck and cover it with soft kisses. "I love you so much," you whisper against his beautiful melanin. 

"Mmm... I love you more," Wooyoung moans out.

"I guess we need to clean up, huh?" you joke, still on his dick. 

"Or, maybe your body will need to be cleaned up?" A familiar voice echoes in your bathroom, and your jaw drops when you see him in there with a gun in his hand.

Part 3

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The Summer it Came True

Pairing: Bangchan × black female reader named Kel

Summary: You loved him, and you never got to tell him, but now he's back.

It had been about 13 years since Chan left Australia to Korea to pursue his dreams of being a K-pop idol. He left the day you wanted to tell him how you felt about him. You woke up and got ready to see him only to realise that he was gone. He left just like that, no explanation, no call, no text, not even a letter. He was just gone.

You had no idea what he left for, and you received a rude awakening when you saw him performing with a couple of other boys on stage on TV after years of not having a trace of him. You already forgot about him (you didn't), so why did he have to show up now? Why was he even more handsome than before, and more importantly, why was he coming back to Australia?

You thought you had gotten over him but why did you still have feelings for him?

Disclamer: this work is from my imagination and it does not reflect the artist's behaviour in anyway. It's fiction so a lot of things may be a tad bit unrealistic lol. I will be posting this in parts/chapters. Chan is still an idol in this but I kind of left out the outside/idol world in this fic.

A/N: The first few chapters may seem kind of boring, but y'all have to stick with me, okay? I wanted to make this kind of slow burn, so if you stick with me for long enough, the story gets more interesting and a little spicy as we go along. i promise ♡.

Genres: Romance, fluff

Chapter 1

Word Count: 800

It was almost summer, meaning it was time for you to start getting ready to move into the beach house that your parents left you before they died. You were an only child, so everything they owned automatically became yours, they died when you were legal so you had no issues with the law on acquiring the properties including the million dollar clothing industry they left you.

How did you deal with your parents dying in a car crash and becoming the ceo of a company overnight at the age of 20? People tend to ask. The answer is: you don't know. You're 26 now, 6 years seemed to fly by like days, and you became more and more invested in the company, you grew to love it. You had no time for a lot of friends or romance as you were always working.

Maybe you didn't have time for romance because my heart still belonged to him. Your heart still belonged to Chan, the boy who vanished into thin air the day you wanted to confess your feelings for him. Call it an obsession. It probably was, but you hadn't been able to get him out of your head for years now, and you didn't know why.

Every time you thought about that day, you almost got tears in your eyes. You were only 13. He was your first love. How could he just leave like that without telling you anything?

Then you realised. He didn't owe you anything. Hell, you barely even spoke. Why did you feel so entitled? You guys were acquaintances at best. The last time you remember having an actual conversation with him was when your two families met on the beach one summer when you were twelve, and you were both forced to play together.

Other than that, it was just a simple "hey" or a wave every time you saw each other in school or in the neighbourhood. You weren't exactly the best of friends. You just had this embarrassingly huge crush on this man who probably didn't even remember your name.

You were supposed to be packing up your things to leave the suburbs of Sydney to your house on the beachside where you would take a break from the office while still working but this time with the serenity of an ocean view and the calming sound of the ocean waves. You were really looking forward to it.

For some reason, you weren't really in the mood to get packing, so you jumped on your bed and tuned the TV to an entertainment channel, and that was when you received the biggest shock of your life.

It was HIM. He was right there on your screen. The boy - wait, he was a man now. The man you couldn't shake off your heart and your mind was right there on your screen after twelve years of disappearing, and he was as beautiful as ever...

...

After getting over the shock of your life that day, you did a little research, and you found out that he was a K-pop idol in an eight member band called "Stray Kids" what a weird name you thought to yourself but they were a pretty big deal. They were superstars. You weren't surprised. Chan had a really amazing voice that you never got to compliment him on, and you knew he would end up pursuing what he loved one way or the other.

As if the shock of seeing him on stage performing with seven other men wasn't enough, they announced their first World tour, and the third stop was Sydney. HE WAS COMING HERE? HE WAS COMING BACK? You almost lost your mind for a few minutes.

Wait, why did you even bother? He was a famous celebrity now. He definitely didn't remember or care about the girl he built sandcastles at the beach with thirteen years ago. He probably had all the girls wrapped around his finger. He probably took multiple girls home every night. Bold of you to assume you'd be on his mind.

It was honestly pathetic for you to still think about him the way you did but you just couldn't get over him, his eyes that closed up whenever he smiled, his mouth corner dimples, his beautiful smile, his big beautiful nose, his contagious laugh that sounded like he was in need of air, the way he would always carry things for the female teachers at school, the way he always made sure ladies went first before he did and the way he donated blood to the hospital every once in a while. He was perfect but not for you. You had to forget about him.

You had to do it before he came back.

Next chapter

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