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blu-joons · 1 year
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When He Notices Your Baby Bump For The First Time ~ BTOB Reaction
Eunkwang:
“I can really see it now,” Eunkwang accidentally spoke aloud as he watched you walk around the apartment, getting a rare side view of you that allowed him to see your bump.
Your shoulders shrugged as a giggle escaped trying to figure Eunkwang out. “I’m hoping your talking about the bump and not my bum, it’s all getting big with this pregnancy.”
“Of course, I mean the bump, but the bum thing isn’t such a bad thing either.”
Your head shook at Eunkwang’s remark, a snigger coming from him as he knew he was pushing the boundaries. “You’re lucky I’m pregnant otherwise you’d be in big trouble for saying that to me Seo Eunkwang.”
“I can definitely see that you’re pregnant now,” Eunkwang chuckled, “I’ve blinked and suddenly you’re really pregnant Y/N.”
“I’ve not been faking it for the first few weeks,” you laughed in reply, “I’ve really been pregnant all this time you know.”
“But seeing it is different,” he whispered, “like there really is a little life there.”
“I know, our little life too.”
Minhyuk:
“Since when did you suddenly have such a prominent bump,” Minhyuk mumbled behind you, wrapping his arm over your waist as he cuddled up to you, waiting for his alarm.
You nuzzled back to press yourself against Minhyuk’s chest, “doesn’t it just feel like all of a sudden it’s really starting to show? A couple of days ago there was nothing there to feel.”
“It feels like the first proper sign that we’re having a baby, it’s finally sinking in.”
You hummed in agreement with Minhyuk as his hand traced over your bump, trying to encourage you to sleep for a few more minutes. “Just wait until we lay like this and you start feeling their little kicks.”
“Don’t,” Minhyuk chuckled, already feeling his stomach knot with excitement. “I can’t wait for what we’ve got to come our way Y/N.”
“Me too,” you smiled, closing your eyes as a yawn escaped from you. “Do you think we’re ready to have a baby Min?”
“It’s too late now,” he teased, “but I do. We make the best team in my opinion.”
“And in my opinion too.”
Changsub:
“There really is a bump there,” Changsub murmured as he came up behind you, snaking his arms around your waist and feeling against your tummy, catching the curve of your bump.
You tilted your head to look back at Changsub, looking at him in bemusement. “What did you think I was growing here? You sound surprised to realise that there’s a bump here.”
“It’s overwhelming being able to finally feel it for myself, not just hear about it.”
Changsub’s hands continued to move around your stomach as he searched to find out all of the little features of your bump. “How do you think you’ll be in a few months when my bump sticks out so far?”
“I think I could cry already,” Changsub honestly admitted, “I think the best way to describe how I’ll be in a while is just a complete mess.”
“You can’t cry on me, my hormones are all over the place and can’t be dealing with you,” you joked, hitting against his arm.
“We can cry together,” Changsub suggested, “this poor baby will be a wreck.”
“What are we going to do Sub?”
Hyunsik:
“Wow,” you heard Hyunsik whisper as you massaged your hands over your bump, rubbing around it in circles as you tried your best to keep it moisturised. “It’s really there now.”
A chuckle came from you as Hyunsik commented on his observation. “You know this bump has been here for a good few weeks now, it’s not just magically appeared like nothing.”
“I’d never really spotted it before, but watching you then I could really see it.”
You smiled widely across at Hyunsik, enthused by the excitement that was so clear in his voice as he watched on. “It’s already getting so big to care for, who knows what I’ll be like taking care of this in a few months.”
“You’ve got me to help you,” Hyunsik reminded you, offering you a wide grin, “you’ll be fed up with me sticking around that bump of yours.”
“No way,” you protested with a laugh, “these days I think I’ll be glad of all the support that I can get in a couple of months' time.”
“I bet you’ll get annoyed,” Hyunik vowed, “you’ll be kicking me out of the house.”
“I bet that’ll never happen.”
Peniel:
“I can see it,” Peniel suddenly announced as you lifted your shirt over the top of your head, brows furrowing as you looked to him in confusion whilst getting your pyjama shirt.
You’d not seen Peniel’s smile so wide in a long time as he refused to look away from you. “What can you see?” You asked him, not making sense of what was going on at all.
“I can see your bump, just then, I could really see the definition at the bottom.”
You glanced down to your bump, cupping underneath it exactly where Peniel had noticed it beginning to show. “This past week it's grown loads, I’ll be huge in a matter of days at the rate I’m growing.”
“I’m so excited,” Peniel whispered as you placed your new shirt on before walking across to the bed, taking a seat right beside Peniel.
“It feels a bit more real now being able to actually see it,” you whispered, deciding to rest your head against Peniel’s shoulder.
“I’ll take care of you,” he promised, “and this ever growing bump at the same time too.”
“We’re both very lucky with you.”
Sungjae:
“Look at you,” Sungjae chimed as he watched you walk down the stairs in your dress for the evening, unable to hide his smile as he noticed a hint of your bump showing through.
As you looked to Sungjae you followed his gaze to where he was looking. “It’s a little tighter than I wanted it to be, I don’t think I’ll be able to hide my bump tonight though.”
“I don’t want you to hide your bump, I want to show it off to everyone who’s there.”
A chuckle came from you as Sungjae closed the distance between the two of you, wrapping his arm around your waist. “Half of my wardrobe isn’t going to fit me soon, it’s already a bit of a struggle to find something.”
“Don’t worry,” Sungjae whispered, pressing a kiss to your cheek, “you could wear anything and you’d still look beautiful in my opinion Y/N.”
“You have to say that,” you jokingly challenged, “I’m pregnant with your baby, if you’re mean to me then I’ll make sure I get my revenge.”
“I’m being serious,” he assured you, “you look even better now your bump is showing too.”
“It’ll take a while to get used to this.”
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flurrys-creativity · 5 months
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Bijou
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Pairing: Minhyuk (BTOB) x GN!Reader; Genre: Mafia AU, Arranged Marriage AU; Rating: sfw, PG-13; Warnings: none; Wordcount: 555
Summary: After a long day of work and not having seen you at all, Minhyuk calls out for you.
A/N: Sooo when this man posted these pictures on his instagram, I overthrew all my original tipsy drabble ideas and decided I had to write something based on this picture.
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Minhyuk rubbed over his face tiredly as he poured the last alcoholic liquid into his drink. Having a peace treaty scheduled at his own place truly took a toll on him. While it had to be done for a beneficial future, he couldn’t help himself but to be on edge throughout the whole time.
It wasn’t unusual for a lot of men to go in and out of his home, most of his members were men after all. But having men from rivalling clans in his house became a different level of nerve wracking. 
Minhyuk placed the bottle of alcohol on his office desk and grabbed the glass as he turned around and leant against the wooden surface. He took a few sips while his eyes stared unfocused into the distance.
He hadn’t seen you - his spouse - throughout the whole day. Normally you’d at least wander around the ground level or through the gardens every now and then but today you hadn't left the upper floor at all. 
Minhyuk pushed himself away from the desk and strutted towards the entrance hall. His dark velvet robe flowed behind him from the brisk pace. Once all the men had left, Minhyuk had changed out of his suit jacket, tie and shirt, leaving him in his slacks and the robe he chose to put on.
“Y/N!”
Minhyuk stopped in the middle of the hallway, staring up to the top of the stairs and waiting for you. He was about to call your name again, when he heard the click of a door opening and closing.
Soon enough he heard your soft steps approaching the staircase. His breath caught in his lungs when you appeared, stunning and ethereal. Your cold and calculating eyes zoned in on his body and hadn’t he already stared at you, he wouldn’t have noticed how you faltered in your steps.
“You called”, you said after clearing your throat, slowly descending the stairs while one of your hands glided over the handrail. Your eyes never left his body, feeling how your heart thumbed loudly against your ribcage upon seeing his toned upper body.
Even though you sort of avoided your husband, still salty you never had a say in who’d you marry, you couldn’t deny the attraction you felt towards him.
“I didn’t see you today.”
“Then I was more successful than the other days”, you commented snarkily once you finally reached him. You grabbed the glass out of his hand, swirling the liquid and taking a short swig of it. You barely contained your neutral expression upon tasting the drink. “What is this?” You asked and handed the glass back to Minhyuk.
“Bijou”, he answered you and stepped closer. Minyhuk raised his hand and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear. “It means jewel or small and elegant.” His voice was barely a whisper, his breath caressing the skin on your face. Minhyuk placed a finger under your chin and lifted it, so you would look at him. “Just like you’re my bijou.”
Your breath hitched and your eyes naturally fluttered close right before Minhyuk crossed the space between you and his lips pressed against yours.
While you would have loved to choose him as your husband yourself, you didn’t necessarily mind being stuck with him for the rest of your life.
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chicken-fifi · 6 months
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Artist / Character: Changsub (BTOB)
Title: Lights Out
Prompt: are you afraid of the dark?
Requested by: @ri2526
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You flinched at the creaks that sounded down the hall. Changsub was sound asleep beside you, completely oblivious to the creaks that were keeping you up at this hour. You knew it was silly to be scared of the dark and all of the noises that came with the lack of vision, especially when you were in the comfort and safety of your home. But you were. The dark had never quite been your friend. Even when you first moved out on your own you couldn’t quite get used to the darkness that surrounded you every night - not even now that Changsub lived with you. Most nights he would hold you until you fell asleep, but with the slight cold that he’d caught, he was out like a light, leaving you to battle the noises and shadows that made their way to your ears and moved out of the corner of your eyes.
You took in a sharp breath as you heard fast and quick thuds coming in the direction of the bedroom stopping just outside your bedroom door. Instinctively, you shuffled closer to Changsub, gripping onto his arm tightly as you swore you saw the door knob turn, the bedroom door opening slightly.
“Subbie,” you whimpered softly, not quite wanting to wake him up, but needing some form of comfort.
He merely groaned and shifted, not opening his eyes, as your own shifted to the door which was definitely open now. Your heart stopped as you caught sight of the movement from the other side of the door. You kept seeing the shift in the dark not daring to move as you clutched to Changsub’s arm, hoping something would come out of it.
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synthetickitsune · 2 years
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Kinktober prompt #14: Strength kink | Lee Minhyuk/Huta (BTOB) | 0.9k words ❧ Kinktober masterlist
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You should’ve expected this honestly. Still, you couldn’t help the unamused upwards twitch of your eyebrow as your lover proudly showed off the blanket he found - as if that was the solution to the problem at hand.
“Babe? Think for a second, like really use your pretty head,” you sigh, bordering on a whine. You really had no patience to deal with this right now.
“That would be much easier if all the blood wasn’t somewhere else,” Minhyuk grins at you despite the exasperated look you give him. All this just because you let it slip while he was fingering you that you’ve always wanted him to fuck you against the wall but didn’t want to deal with the discomfort and getting your back scratched on the rough surface. And yes, it did get you a lot of teasing. As if being called princess wasn’t embarrassing enough before.
“Besides it’d work,” he smirks, “If I push you into the wall strong enough - and you know I can.” You roll your eyes, but can’t help the moan you try to supress or the way your thighs rub together at the image. It honestly doesn’t matter how he’s gonna go about it, you just need him inside you now. Maybe you’ll consider his ridiculous idea, even if you can’t imagine a lot of things that’d be more unsexy than being fucked with a folded blanket between you and the wall. 
“I really don’t care,” you resign, “Just… Do whatever, I needed you ten minutes ago.” He smirks, watching you squirming on the bed. It boosts his ego like nothing else, seeing you so worked up, all for him.
“I have an idea, let’s try something,” he rolls his lip between his teeth as he pulls off his boxers and joins you on the bed, climbing on top of you. You pull him closer immediately, craving his warmth. He smiles as he kisses you, finding you clinging to him cute.
He spreads your legs, helping you wrap them around his waist as he pushes forward and enters you. The kiss is broken by your moans, as you both finally get some satisfaction. You’re happy enough so you do not mention you could’ve been doing this already if he wasn’t being stupid. 
“I think this is the best idea you’ve had today,” you purr into his ear, kissing down his neck as he rocks into you slowly. 
“That’s not all,” your lover grins. You get suspicious for a second, feeling his hands slide up your thighs, but then he’s lifting you up and you can’t focus on much more than how good it feels when he’s filling you to the brim. Your legs instinctively wrap tighter around his waist and you hold onto his shoulders. He holds you securely, chuckling at your whimpers and how you’re clenching around him. 
“That good?” he teases, thrusting into you, “Relax baby or I won’t last that long.”
“Easier said than done,” you whine, biting down on his shoulder to muffle the pathetic moans spilling from your lips with each snap of his hips. You feel his fingers digging into your thighs, see the muscles on his arms straining, you’re hyper aware of how much stronger he is than you and it makes you feel all small and helpless, and you can’t help gushing around his cock and squeezing him so tightly he’s losing his mind.
Neither of you can really focus on talking, not with how horny you are and how hard he’s pounding into you, rare moans escaping him between his grunts. 
“Fuck,” he curses as he holds you down on his dick, thrusting into you roughly and trying to hold off his climax, but it’s impossible. You’re so wet he feels you leaking around his length and down his thighs and you’re clenching around him so much. He knows you’re close by the fluttering of your walls. He wants to keep fucking you because it feels so good but when you cum, he follows suits.
He rides out his orgasm, only stopping when you whine from overstimulation. Carrying you to bed, he kisses your temple and lowers you to the mattress gently. You keep clinging to him, so Minhyuk just lies down too, careful not to hurt you and not to move inside you too much.
You pull him into a kiss, gentle and soft, only broken when he starts laughing. You already know what’s coming, whining and hiding your face into his shoulder, decorated with the indents of your teeth.
“You should’ve told me sooner,” he scolds playfully, “I wouldn’t fuck you any other way if you love it that much.”
“Shut up,” you hit his shoulder lightly, “It’s embarrassing.”
“What is?” he chuckles, “I think it was hot. It felt really good too.”
“You’re really getting off on this, aren’t you?” you scoff, but melt into him further as he starts stroking up and down your spine and kisses the top of your head.
“My point just is there’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” he whispers gently, “You loved it, I really loved it - can you imagine how good it feels for me? You were so tight and needy and I knew it’s just because of me.”
“I’m always needy just because of you but I get what you mean,” you huff. You let him tilt your head up so he can kiss you properly.
“Won’t you be sore?” you ask against his lips.
“Maybe, but you’ll massage me, right? To thank me and stuff,” you hit him again but really, you wouldn’t have it any other way.
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reiderwriter · 5 months
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Musical Milestone Masterlist 🎶
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Thank you to everyone who participated in my small weekend challenge! It was a lot of fun writing these small drabbles! Like I said in the announcement post, in the New Year, I'll be doing some more Song Fics with reader interactions, so if you didn't get to request this time, don't fret! ❤️
Fluff ♡ || Smut ◇ || Angst ♤
More Than A Woman by Bee Gees ◇
Young and Beautiful by Lana Del Ray ♡♧
Kill Bill by SZA ◇
What It Is (Block Boy)(feat. Kodak Black) by Doechii ◇
Marry You by SHINee ◇
Time Lapse by NCT 127 ◇
Back 2 U (AM 01:27) by NCT 127 ♧
Good Boy Gone Bad by TXT ◇
Only One For Me by BTOB ◇
Cupid (Twin ver.) by Fifty-Fifty ♡
Anti Romantic by TXT ♧◇
Try Again by Jaehyun and D.ear ◇
Cruel Summer by Taylor Swift ◇
Nonsense by Sabrina Carpenter ◇
Movie Star by CIX ◇
As It Was by Harry Styles (covered by Seungkwan of Seventeen) ◇
Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic cover by Sleeping At Last ♡
Blooming Day by EXO CBX ♡
I hope you liked all the fics ❤️ Happy Reading! ✨️
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chans-room · 8 months
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Welcome to SPOOKYFEST 2023 🦇
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Because it’s my favourite time of year, I decided I want to commit to writing and posting spooky flavoured content until Halloween! I already started working on some things, but I really want this to be as interactive as possible!
I’m going to be doing headcanons, rankings, moodboards, fake texts, reactions, and drabbles (sfw and nsfw) and I’m willing to do multiple groups for the same concept. Y’all will just have to tell me who you wanna see where 🖤
My requests will also be open for autumn/Halloween ideas/thots/prompts and I’m going to try to keep everything under 1k but I know who I am so no promises.
Rules for requesting: Anything goes! Dead dove, dark content, yandere, murder, smut, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, AUs, etc! I’ll try to do as many as I can. I don’t have many hard limits as to what I’ll write; my only hard no’s are parent fics and pregnancy fics. Otherwise, feel free to send in whatever you desire!
Requests are open for the following groups: Stray Kids, Ateez, Seventeen, SHINee, KARD, Block B, BTOB, Got7, EXO, Monsta X, and NCT.
However!! I will be mostly offline from October 13-27th so anything I have to post during that time will be thrown in the queue and I’ll be back to finish out whatever requests I hopefully have after the 27th.
Happy haunting!
I’m just gonna tag some moots who might be interested: @kiestrokes @minttangerines @minisugakoobies @j-a-nuary @bibbykins @eureka-its-zico @sailoryooons @gimmethatagustd @chimivx @skyys-universe
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kiestrokes · 8 months
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crispy-chan · 2 years
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✿ ABOUT + DNI
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・ jas, she/her ・ infj, ravenclaw ・ eighteen ・ multilingual ・ stay since pre-god's menu era
ults — stray kids (jisung, chan, seungmin, lee know)
casuals — newjeans, lsfm, bts, blackpink, exo, txt, itzy, ateez, nct, mamamoo, big bang, oneus, seventeen, btob, shinee, twice, the boyz
non-kpop — 5sos, rihanna, lada gaga, eminem, alicia keys, taylor swift
currently listening to — case 143, super board, charmer, underwater, fever, hwaa, hype boy, summertime sadness, love again
currently reading — game of thrones, dune, dragon ball vol 1, embrace on brooklyn bridge
currently watching — teen wolf, trying to mingle my way through skz's reality tv shows :<
likes — brooklyn nine-nine, sushi, bulgogi, books, languages, fashion
lomls — han jisung (obv), minho (the maze runner), jake peralta (b99), hwang junho (squid game), kirishima (bnha), liam stewart (the darkest minds), stiles stilinsky (teen wolf), steve harrington (stranger things)
writing — i prefer writing oneshots/series over drabbles, usually a combination of fluff and angst and i'd love to try out all the different tropes and au's in the future :> feel free to send asks about my fics if you're interested <3
dni  — basic dni criteria (racist, bigot etc.), -14 & 28+ (current moots exempt)
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vitaminbtob · 3 years
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In middle of his sleep when Peniel moves a little closer and holds you a little tighter, he kisses your forehead before going back deep in his slumber.
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blu-joons · 2 years
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When He Calls You Mine ~ BTOB Reaction
Eunkwang:
You wore a nervous smile as you were greeted by some of Eunkwang’s family, not recognising any of them. “And who are you?” One of them asked as they went over to greet Eunkwang.
“This is Y/N,” he proudly smiled, wrapping his arm around your waist, “she’s actually mine, Y/N is my partner auntie.”
Her smile turned up as she met your eyes, “it’s lovely to meet you Y/N,” she told you, her smile genuine and her eyes bright as she then looked across to Eunkwang.
“It’s lovely to meet you too,” you smiled back across to her.
After a few moments, his aunt walked away, leaving you and Eunkwang alone again. “They’ll be a lot of introductions today,” he warned you.
“You’re not going to keep telling everyone that I’m yours, are you?” You asked Eunkwang, letting go of a chuckle when his head nodded in reply to you.
“You are mine,” he reminded you, pressing a kiss to your cheek, “it’s not making you shy hearing me call you mine by any chance?”
“A little,” you smirked, “it’s just around your family too, it feels like a pretty big deal.”
“I’m just being honest with them.”
Minhyuk:
A lump ran down your throat as you felt a presence just beside you at the bar, looking around in a bit of a panic. “What are you doing all by yourself?” The figure soon asked you.
“I’m waiting for my boyfriend,” you told them, avoiding eye contact with them, “he’s just gone for a couple of minutes.
A snigger came from the guy beside you, “I’ve heard that trick before, pretend you’ve got a boyfriend because you don’t want the guy to speak to you, right?”
“Hey, she’s mine,” a voice called out, as if on cue.
Your eyes looked past the guy’s shoulder to see Minhyuk with his arms folded across his chest. “Is it still a trick?” You asked him confidently.
“I’m sorry,” Minhyuk whispered across to you as the guy backed away, walking straight over to you and wrapping his arms tightly around your frame.
“It’s not your fault,” you hummed as you rested against Minhyuk’s shoulder, letting go of a bit of a sigh of relief to be with him.
“No one talks to what’s mine,” he told you. “There’s no way he’d have had a shot with you.”
“He’s not as good as you anyway.”
Changsub:
His eyes watched as Minhyuk grabbed you, pulling you across to sit beside him on the sofa. “Hey, Y/N’s mine,” Changsub called out to him as he watched Minhyuk take you.
“Y/N’s on my team,” Minhyuk responded, but Changsub’s head shook as he reached forwards too to pull you back to him.
You didn’t quite know what to do as both of your arms were held onto, “you said earlier that you wanted to be on Hyunsik’s team, so I’ll take Y/N onto my team.”
“That was before I knew Y/N was playing,” Changsub argued.
A sigh came from you as you looked between the two of them, “maybe it’s best if I go on Changsub’s side, why don’t you take Hyunsik instead?”
“Sure,” Minhyuk agreed, unable to bring himself to look across at Changsub, unable to imagine how smug the smile was that he wore, “I’m happy with Hyunsik.”
“I knew you’d come and play with me,” Changsub proudly smiled as Minhyuk dropped your arm, “Y/N prefers me to you Minhyuk.”
“Hey,” you scolded, “I’m only on your side so no one has to deal with you pouting.”
“I never pout, what do you mean?”
Hyunsik:
The eyes of the boys watched you both as you and Hyunsik walked into the studio with your hands intertwined. “Is this…have you guys…are you finally together now?”
“I finally asked Y/N to be mine,” Hyunsik laughed, raising your hands up in response to Sungjae’s stuttering question.
The volume in the studio quickly picked up as the boys cheered for you both, “it’s about time, we thought you two were just going to be in denial together forever.”
“We were never in denial,” you laughed at Eunkwang.
His eyebrows raised questionably back across at you, “we were starting to bet whether we’d have to force you guys together instead.”
“We weren’t that bad,” Hyunsik chuckled, “but you’ll all be pleased to know that we’re together, and you guys don’t have to pull any of your stupid pranks.”
“Agreed,” you spoke up, “you guys have been far from subtle in trying to do things to bring the two of us together.”
“You noticed,” Minhyuk sniggered, “we just wanted you guys to be together.”
“And at last, here we are.”
Peniel:
You were tentative as Peniel walked back across to you after greeting a few of his fans. “Are you alright?” Peniel asked you as he quickly realised how distant you were.
“They’re a lot,” you told him, nodding in the direction of his fans, “it’s not really my kind of style I guess with them.”
Peniel nodded as he reached across and took a hold of your hand, “some of the fans do like to try and be a little bit flirty, I never quite know what to do myself.”
“They definitely like you,” you muttered under your breath.
A sigh came from Peniel as he tried to bring your eyes back to him, “you’re mine, none of them, let them do whatever they want to do.”
“I know,” you weakly smiled, glancing up and meeting Peniel’s eyes, “it’s just such a weird thing to watch, all these fans throwing themselves at you.”
“I wish there was more that I could do to stop them,” he admitted, “but you know that I’m with you, you’re the one I want.”
“I do,” you agreed, “like you told me, I’m the one that gets to be yours, right?”
“Exactly, you’re mine Y/N.”
Sungjae:
You didn’t quite know where to look as one of Sungjae’s managers cornered you, wanting to know who you were. “I’m here with Sungjae,” you nervously stuttered to them.
“Are you though?” They challenged, firmly glancing down at you, “do you know how many people like to say that.”
As he fell silent, a voice cleared from behind them. “Y/N’s mine,” a familiar voice told them, watching on as the confidence that was in his manager fell apart.
“Oh, I see, sorry,” he told you, stepping aside for you.
Sungjae immediately made his way over to you, draping his arms over your shoulders. “I’m sorry I didn’t come and find you Y/N.”
“It’s alright,” you sighed, resting your head against Sungjae’s shoulder. “I really thought that I wasn’t going to be allowed backstage for a second there.”
“Like I told him, you’re mine,” Sungjae proudly smiled, “there’s no way that I wouldn’t find a way to bring you in here.”
“Thank you,” you chuckled, “it feels pretty good to hear you call me mine too you know.”
“You better get used to it.”
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flurrys-creativity · 11 days
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Flurry's Tipsy Drabbles
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Since the link space on the collaborative masterlist is limited, I made a sub-masterlist with only the drabbles I wrote.
All the other drabbles by the other amazing authors can be found here.
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8 drops of poison - Ateez (OT8) - sfw, PG-15
Amber Moon - Hyunjin (Stray Kids) - sfw, PG-13
Astro Pop - Jinjin (Astro) - sfw, PG-13
Bijou - Huta (BtoB’s Minhyuk) - sfw, PG-13
Black thorn - Yunho (Ateez) - sfw, PG-15
Breakfast martini - Minghao (Seventeen) - sfw, PG-15
Cobra’s Fang - Kibum (SHINee) - sfw, PG-13
Damn the weather - Hwasa (Mamamoo) - sfw, PG-13
Flying Kangaroo - Chan (Stray Kids) - sfw, PG-13
Holiday Punch - Hajoon (The Rose) - sfw, PG-13
Old fashioned - Jinyoung (GOT7) - sfw, PG-13
Porchcrawler - Christian Yu (DPR Ian) - sfw, PG-13
Shark bite - Joshua (Seventeen) - sfw, PG-13
Suffering Bastard (1) - Johnny (NCT) - sfw, PG-15
  -> Dying Bastard (2) - Johnny (NCT) - sfw, PG-15
  –> Dead Bastard (3) - Johnny (NCT) - sfw, PG-15
Super Fox - Donghyuk (iKon) - sfw, PG-13
Swimming Pool - Lay (EXO) - sfw, PG-13
White Lady - Jessi - sfw, PG-15
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chicken-fifi · 10 months
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Artist: Changsub (BTOB)
Title: Barefoot
Prompt: running around barefoot
Requested by: @ri2526
Tagging: @ri2526 @writingstuffandmore
“She’s out again!” you yelled to Changsub as you noticed Guri escaping from the fenced area he’d rented for your impromptu camping trip. Without a second thought, you hopped over the net and ran after her, your feet being impaled by rocks and pebbles. Changsub was not far behind.
“Come back here!” he yelled at his extroverted dog. “Shit!” You saw him slip on a rock falling to the ground, face first. “Fuck!”
You skid to a stop also slipping, managing to catch yourself before falling, sacrificing the palms of your hands in the process.
“Are you okay?” he asked to see you.
“Are you okay?” you asked back, seeing his red face.
Guri trotted back happily, nudging her owner lovingly before moving to face you, licking your face sweetly. Just  as Changsub went to grab her collar, ready to lead her back to the camping area, she bolted once more.
“Guri!” he shouted, and he was off bare feet kicking up dirt making you cough as you began running after them, not being able to stop the laughter that slipped past your lips.
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synthetickitsune · 2 years
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Kinktober prompt #22: Bondage | Eunkwang (BTOB) | 0.6k words ❧ Kinktober masterlist
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“Are you sure you want my arms like this?” you can’t help but ask as your lover starts tying your wrists together where they rest on your stomach. You’re totally on board with the idea, but you expected him to maybe tie them behind your back or more likely to the headboard. Leave it to Eunkwang, though, to surprise you with anything he does.
“Yeah, I’m sure,” he smiles at you, his excited expression quickly shifting into concern as he pauses, “Unless it’s uncomfortable?”
“No, it’s alright,” you reassure him, “I just expected something else?”
“Why? This is the best,” he murmurs, just as confused and curious as you are. He caves in first, however, explaining his point.
You shiver all over as his fingers brush over your chest. It’s a struggle to keep quiet when he teases your nipples, a playful smirk on his lips. You can only wiggle under him, your hands tied and useless.
“See? Perfect,” he hums, sliding his hands to cup your jaw as he kisses you. You want to touch him. Wrap your hands around his waist, pull him closer but alas - you can’t. So close, yet so far. You whine into the kiss. All you can do is stroke his abs with your fingers. He chuckles, taking great pleasure in your struggles.
“Do you understand now? This has been my master plan all along,” Eunkwang wiggles his eyebrows, making you laugh despite being already short on breath. Trust him to make anything feel comfortable. You can’t say you’re not at least a smidge nervous, but he must know that since he’s still joking around.
“Really though,” he says, voice more serious and dripping with his desire, “It’s perfect - you’re perfect. Your chest is all on display for me, and I can tease you like this and you can’t touch me at all.” To prove his point, he moves away, sitting between your legs with your thighs thrown over his. You’re completely on display for him, not just your chest, but you trust him completely. You know he’ll take care of you.
“Tease me how?” you challenge, unwisely. But you’re ready for him to do anything he wants with you. 
Still, you’re taken aback when he dips his fingertips into your entrance, collecting the slick there to guide them through your folds with ease. You hear him growl softly as your back arches, your chest getting squeezed between your tied hands even more. That must be the first time his plan has actually worked.  
“You’re so pretty,” he praises, “Next time let me tie you more.” You can only nod and hum in agreement. His fingers feel so good. He knows your body better than you do at this point, you’d bet. Making you shake and moan is a child’s play for him, and he proves that again as he expertly finds your clit and rubs it with his thumb with just the right pressure and speed.
“Kwang-”
“Shhh,” he coos, “Let go, baby. I’ll be taking such a good care of you today.”
You have half a mind to consider his words a subtle threat, but then you’re clenching around nothing as he helps you through your high. Only seconds after, you feel his fingers prod at your entrance. 
“Sensitive,” you warn him, voice a little whiny.
“I’ll go slow,” he promises, “But this is really… too much. Can’t wait to be inside you.” You chuckle, biting your lip. You thought this would be just a fun little experiment, but maybe you should do it more often, if he likes it that much. You can’t wait for next time already and you’ve barely started.
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Pairing: Sungjae x Reader
sillage (french, n.) - the scent that lingers in air, the trail left in water, the impression made in space after something or someone has been and gone
Note: mom roasted me for being emotional over Sungjae’s enlistment like she doesn’t understand true love 🙄😂
Because it would only worry Peniel to learn that you haven't fully adjusted to Sungjae's enlistment, you always offer your best smile when meeting him for lunch. You don't mention the reluctance with which you finally changed the bedsheets or how relieved you were when Sungjae's scent somehow lingered on the pale yellow sheets retrieved from that closet in the hallway. You don't mention that your unseasonably warm green hoodie came from Sungjae's side fo the closet. You aren't even the first to say Sungjae's name. 
"I think I'm technically not supposed to tell you this," Peniel speaks through a mouthful of pizza, "but obviously I'm gonna. By now, Sungjae should know that anything he tells me will make its way to you. So, really, in a way, it's his own fault that his surprise is being spoiled." 
Probably turning green with envy, you ask, "When did you talk to him? I haven't heard from him in a little while." 
Obviously, you aren't angry. Aside from understanding that Sungjae is as busy as ever, it isn't as if you have locked yourself in your apartment to sit by the phone from sunrise to sunset. You are old and wise enough to know that life goes on even when you are separated from somebody you love. Still, your eyes narrow instinctively at Peniel. 
"Maybe two, three days ago? I can't remember." Peniel shrugs. "Sungjae probably knows that if he talks to you, he'll slip up and admit that he's coming home this weekend. He can't keep a secret, not even his own, to save his life." Your heart swells as you parrot, "He's coming home." 
Just as Peniel predicted, Sungjae appears on your doorstep early Saturday wearing the smile you haven't put out of your mind since seeing it for the first time. 
"You're wearing my shirt!" He cheers, pointing at the depiction of Mickey Mouse on your chest, in the moments before you throw your arms around him. As you rise onto the tips of your toes to peck at his cheek and bury your face in the crook of his neck, savoring— memorizing— the comfort of being tangled in his embrace, Sungjae giggles. "Does that mean you missed me too?"
"Of course!" You tell him. "I've missed you in every moment of every day, but— it's funny— I also found you everywhere I looked."
Practically carrying you into the living room where he landed with you on the couch, Sungjae pouts, confused. "What do you mean?" 
"Your traces—" you try to explain as he traces around your lips with his thumb— "they're everywhere. And not just in the apartment. They're all over the place: in the sky, especially in the clouds, in the flowers. And I'm starting to think that the only explanation is that I carry you everywhere with me."
Sungjae blinks and drops a kiss on the tip of your nose. "It's like I always tell you! Where you go, I go!"
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pocket-scenarios · 5 years
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Pretend - Sungjae
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(Admin: WS I usually don’t write stuff like this but I’ve been inactive)
“Can we pretend nothing happened,” you say softly letting go of the fleeting grip you had on the end of his coat sleeve, “can we at least do that?” You choke out your bottom lip quivering slightly.
“You can pretend alone,” Sungjae mutters, “you know how I feel about you, I can’t act like nothing happened,” Sungjae says softly.
“So, we can’t even be friends anymore,” you mumble under your breath Sungjae hums, “Sungjae, we were drunk,” you say exasperatedly pushing your hair away from your face.
“Stop blaming it on the fact that we were drunk,” Sungjae turns back towards you, “it would have happened eventually either way,” Sungjae mutters stuffing one of his hands into his pockets, “I like you and you’re not admitting you like me,” Sungjae mutters under his breath, “I’m going,” Sungjae says softly.
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daebakinc · 6 years
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Btob's Ilhoon for prompt #10 and the first one "if it requires pants, I'm not going". There's not enough btob anywhere on tumblr :(
           There are some little moments youhave to treasure in life. Normally, being snuggled up in bed with your boyfriendwould be one of them given his hectic schedule. Today, however, is a differentstory. Why? Because he’s completely yours until tomorrow morning, it’s a warmday made for being outside, and you wrangled that rare creature of a day offjust for Ilhoon. You have plans to not waste a second of it.
           With teeth brushed and hair tamed, clothesstraightened and breakfast packed, you creep back into the bedroom. One ofIlhoon’s feet peeks out from the tossed blankets, the rest of him hidden. Youkneel on the bed and slowly peel back the covers, but his only reaction to thesudden chill is to mumble and throw an arm over his head.
           A tiny, wiggly crease forms betweenhis eyes. All it takes to magic it away is a brush of your fingers through hishair. Ilhoon sighs, the corner of his mouth twitching, and buries his face backinto the pillow. His bliss almost has you second guessing your plans for theday, but he did promise today was your day. And there’s always the option of lettinghim sleep while you make dinner later. You plan on stuffing him into a foodcoma anyway.
           “Ilhoon,” you whisper, trailing yourhands down impossibly warm skin to his shoulders. You were able to work out mostof the knots and kinks there last night, but some of the more stubborn ones persist,physical reminders of all the stress he carries there. All the more reason heneeds a fun day to banish more of it.
           “Babe.” Your fingers rub and knead hismuscles.
           He groans happily and stretches hisback like a cat, but you don’t catch a glimpse of those bright eyes you loveso.
           Your mouth twists into a pout. Tuggingthe blankets down to his knees, you lightly smack his boxer-clad butt. “Jung Ilhoon!”
           His body jerks off the bed and hefinally rolls over to blearily blink at you. “What?” he whines.
           “It’s time to get up,” you chirp,smiling widely. You swing your legs to straddle his hips and lean down to rubyour nose against his. “I already have breakfast ready for us to eat in the carand everything. You just have to get up.”
Ilhoon wraps his arms around you to hold you against his chest. It takesall your will power not to nestle in and let his cologne coax you back to bed.He grumbles in your ear, “If it requires pants, I’m not going.”
You pull yourself from his arms and fold yours, steeling yourself againsthis puppy pout. He knows it gets him exactly what he wants eleven out of tentimes and uses it indiscriminately, but it won’t work today.
“Ilhoon, you promised we could go to that dog café I found last month. Please,baby boy?”
He surveys you a few minutes before sighing and sitting up, almostdisplacing you from his lap. “I did. Give me a few minutes, okay?” Ilhoon tiltshis head and kisses your forehead, setting those little butterflies free fromtheir traps in your stomach like he always does. “When he pulls away, he givesyou a teasing smile. “You’re lucky I love you.”
“I am, actually,” you reply seriously. You catch his face between yourhands and plant a long, still kiss on his mouth. “Really lucky.”
Ilhoon stares a moment, a blush stealing onto his cheeks before his eyes flitaway in embarrassment. “Ahh, babe,” he laughs. “You know that gets me when youtalk like that.”
“Oh, I do,” you laugh.
I agree with you completely, anonie. If you’d like some awesome BtoB content though, please check out my friend @awkwardturtle486! She’s awesome and a Melody! Thank you for playing!
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