#but I’m into Monsta X recently

[moonbunnie7]

Honestly I think it’s fucking bullshit that Monsta x got A ROLBLOX PLATFORM to perform on. Like Mary whose idea was this. Monsta x lyrical content is naughty and talks about love and relationships and I think it short changed the group and stifled their performance bc they had to bleep out certain words. My guys deserve the WORLD because they work so hard and r genuine and lovely and then they get a fucking online rolblox concert r? Somebody fucking give them a REAL GLOBAL WORLDWIDE tour so that they can get the fam response of love they fucking deserve!

#kpop #k pop #bruh I’m low key mad mad #I didn’t go awf on Instagram but I said a similar statement going on how this online Roblox shit is lame #like #get a fucking clue #yes kids can like Monsta x but why thr fuck are their recent songs playing on a kids platform? wtf???? #Monsta x #monstax #k pop discussion #I.m #joohoney #minhyuk #hyungwon #kihyun #shownu

[moonhoures]

All Of Me

🕷️ kinktober — day 7: breeding kink / creampie 🕸️

pairing: jooheon (monsta x) + reader (afab/fem)

genre: idol!au, mild angst, fluff, smut

warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, explicit smut, established relationship, unprotected sex, creampie, mention of pregnancy (but no actual pregnancy), mention of joo’s military enlistment

word count: ~2.1k

synopsis: you and your idol bf tenderly enjoy one more night together before his enlistment

a/n: dedicating this to my fav jooheon stan @carronpatrick 💕 hope you enjoy it 🫂 also, there’s not much of a breeding kink aspect to this, i’ve realized, so i removed that from the tagline 🙃

posted: october 7, 2023

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So here it was. The day you had been dreading ever since you and Jooheon first started dating. On top of dealing with the hardships of dating an idol—a very successful and famous one at that—you also had to deal with his leaving for military service. He reminded you of it every once in a while, and for the longest time it felt so far away. But now the day had arrived on your doorstep with no remorse, no empathy.

“Don’t look so sad,” your boyfriend tried to lighten the mood as you two sat at the edge of your bed. He had come over to spend the night with you and pick up some of his things from your apartment. He was set to leave for his enlistment two days from now, so this was the last day you had him all to yourself until he would go, “Eighteen months will pass faster than you think. And it’s not like we won’t be able to see or talk to each other.”

“I know,” you put all your energy into speaking with no sign of distress, but your voice betrayed you with a wobble. Jooheon frowned a little, resting his arm around your shoulders as you started to sniffle and tears pricked at your eyes.

“I’ll talk to you as often as I can. That’s a promise. You remember I made you that promise the first year we dated,” he reminded you of that night. Of course, the memory was engrained in your mind like a movie you had just seen yesterday—most of your memories with him were. You recalled you two sitting on the couch, sipping on some beer and eating take-out. He had just finished a media run for Monsta X’s most recent comeback, and he had finally got a night off to spend with you. The topic of his enlistment came up and brought down the mood, but somehow Jooheon always knew what to say to make you feel better.

“_________, I promise, on everything I own and love, that during my enlistment I will use any means and any time I have to talk to you, first and foremost,” even a little tipsy, with his hands jokingly on his chest and in the air (respectively), he managed to say those words so sincerely. You had no choice but to trust his words back then. And even now, you trusted him with everything you had.

“I feel so dumb for crying. It’s not like you’re leaving forever,” you wiped your eyes with the back of your hands, and the smallest smile finally cracked your lips when his laugh sounded from beside you.

“Exactly,” he said, “I’ll be back sooner than you think. And I’ll be sure to set aside lots of time just for us. Just for you,” he corrected himself, pressing a kiss to your head. When you looked up at him, his eyes softened at the redness and teariness in your own. His hand reached up to hold your chin still while he leaned down to give you a tender kiss.

It was a wonder that Jooheon always knew what to say in every situation, but especially without saying anything at all. It was like he spoke with his body language too. Because the kiss he gave you then seemed to whisper it’ll be okay. His other hand holding your waist assured you i’ll always be here when you need me, even if i’m not physically here. The way he rested his forehead against yours after pulling away said i’ll always be yours.

“When you get back-” you started speaking tentatively, and to your surprise, your words came out more confident than before, “-we’re not leaving this bed for a few days, at least. You understand?”

His brows raised and his dimples made an appearance as he chuckled. He nodded, biting his lip subtly before replying, “I was already planning on that. Make sure you have the condoms stocked when I get back.”

As he leaned in for another kiss, your hands were holding onto the fabric of his shirt, feebly attempting to keep him closer, “But I wanna feel you when you get back. Not latex.”

You tried not to smirk against his lips when you felt a low rumble from his chest into his throat.

“Fuck, don’t get me started, _______,” he whined, his hand already going back to your face. His fingers caressed your jaw as his eyes traced between your eyes and lips. Everything in him was begging to have you in that moment.

“Come on, Joo. One more time before you go?” you breathed out against his cheek in between the kisses you pressed to it.

You could feel his breathing getting heavier, and one glance at his lap let you know he was at least considering it. You tested the waters by leaning down and kissing under his jaw, his weak spot. You hummed, “Please.”

Your boyfriend merely groaned in response before he was taking your face in his hands, bringing your lips to his in an abrupt, smashing kiss. He took control easily, you always melted into putty in his hands. You molded to him in any way he manipulated you. He had eased you onto your back, your thighs at the edge of the bed as he continued to make out with you fervently.

Despite how tender and careful he was in his touches, there was an underlying, waiting sense of ferociousness. Like he was waiting for the perfect moment to unleash on you. And you couldn’t wait for the moment to come. You tried to coax it from him, using your fingers to grip at his back. You urged him closer with the rocking of your hips, with the nudging of your feet against his ass. He simply chuckled at your attempts, finding you cute when you were so desperate for him.

He whispered sweet nothings to you as you both discarded your clothing, utters of how beautiful you looked. How good you would feel. How he already couldn’t wait to come back even though he hadn’t left yet. Before the sadness could settle in you again, you were moaning at the feeling of his bare cock resting over your pelvis. His lips peppered kisses all over your chest as his hand pumped his erection in preparation for you. He smiled to himself when you started to move your hips up, quietly exhorting him to fuck you.

“Are the condoms still in the drawer?” he asked you, starting to peel himself away so he could go get them.

You stopped him, hands holding onto his biceps for dear life, “We don’t need to use them. If this is the last time we do this before you go, I want to feel you, Jooheon. Just you.”

Your boyfriend’s dick twitched, and he leaned back down to capture your lips again. He was so whipped for you. His heart skipped a beat when he felt your body pressed up against his. When he heard the sounds you made for him. When he felt how wet you were already. His fingertips swiped up your slit, and he relished in the airy moans you let out before he circled your clit.

“I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me,” he said, watching your resolve crumble beneath his touch, “It’s been so long since we did it raw.”

It was; over a year, in fact. And it nearly didn’t happen at all. The two of you were getting hot and heavy in his car one day on a road trip, and had gotten to the best part before realizing neither of you had a condom on you. After a minute of panic, you decided to say fuck it and went through with your actions anyway. But you lived in anxiety afterwards. You weren’t really nervous about getting pregnant with Jooheon’s kid, though being pregnant at all did make your stomach sink. But you were more so nervous about tarnishing Jooheon’s career and/or reputation. You wouldn’t be able to live with yourself if you were the cause of such turmoil. Luckily, you didn’t fall pregnant, but you two swore not to do it with condom again until you were both sure that’s what you wanted to do. Now just felt right.

“I want to feel you,” you repeated eagerly, getting impatient. You could feel him lining up at your entrance, his hand still stroking his erection.

“You’ll feel me, baby. All of me.”

Boy, did you. You sucked in a breath as he sunk between your folds, filling you to the brim with his thick length. You watched his face screw up with a disgruntled expression as he felt your tight walls constrict him. He forgot how good you felt like this.

“Holy shit,” he grunted.

You smiled, urging him to start thrusting by pulling on his waist with your hands. Your nails lightly dug into his skin. He hissed while he pulled out, barely keeping his tip in before thrusting back into you slowly. His hips bucked into yours in a growing rhythm. Heavy breaths and the sounds of wet kissing surrounded you two. It was like the two of you made lustful music when you made love. That’s what it always was with him. “Fucking” didn’t sound right to Jooheon. If he was going to have sex with you, he was going to pour in every ounce of his love and appreciation for you that he could muster.

He drilled into you, but his lips were soft and smooth in the way they touched your body, wherever they could reach. He made sure to tell you how good you made him feel and how well you took him. Little did you know that it was mostly because he could feel the effect it had on you. Every touch, every kiss, every word had your insides fluttering, your pussy clenching on him as if he would disappear if you didn’t. In a way, he was going to disappear, you supposed.

“I’m going to miss you so much,” you pouted, feeling that sinking sensation in your stomach as you felt tears welling up in your eyes again.

Jooheon’s hips faltered as he made eye contact with you. His orbs began to mirror yours briefly before he pulled himself together. He continued to thrust into you, softer than before, “I’ll miss you so much more, trust me. I’m gonna think about you every second of every day. Gonna count down the minutes until I can see you again.”

“Joo,” you moaned as you felt your climax building in your lower belly. Your leg muscles were tensing up from the impending sensation.

“Baby,” he whimpered, on the brink of his own release. This was the only bad part of not using a condom; you felt too good. There was no way in hell he could last as long as he usually did. All he could do was hope that you would want round two, and maybe a round three, or four . . .

“Want you to cum inside.”

“I will,” he nodded, eyelids closing tight as he shuddered. He was so close, “Gonna take it all?”

“Mhm,” you hugged around his shoulders, drawing him close until his forehead was on yours. He pressed a haphazard kiss to your nose out of passion, and you chuckled softly.

“Fuc-“ he couldn’t even finish before he was cumming, painting your core. He shook under your touch, his strength wavering under the weight of his orgasm. “Holy shit, that feels so good. You feel so good. I wish you could feel this the way I do.”

Your head was spinning from the way he talked you through it. You could only moan out his name as you came after him, his warmth filling you up sending you over the edge, “Oh my God.”

“That’s it,” he kissed your neck, then he leaned down to hug you properly. It felt oddly nice having his body weight on you, like a comforting blanket.

You would miss this. Not just the love-making, but all of it. Him. You would miss him. It was hard enough being away from him most days due to his job, but having him be unavailable for long periods of time was going to be a form of hell. All you wanted to do was have him like this all the time. All to yourself. You wanted to be able to kiss him and hold him whenever you felt like it. You didn’t want to worry about him up and leaving at any time for any reason. You wanted to have him completely. Was it still selfishness if it was out of pure, uncontainable love?

“Eighteen months,” you didn’t realize you had said it out loud until Jooheon pulled away to regard you with a crestfallen nod.

“Eighteen months,” he confirmed. You prayed that it would be the fastest year and six months of your life.

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[euphoricsunflowers]

until my lips turn blue — jeon wonwoo

a/n: thank you to @etherealyoungk for inspiring the confidence and motivation i needed for this! and thank u to @pusoatbuwan for being the best thank u bestie :) i hope you all like it !!

word count: 6.8k

content: fem!reader, mafia au, non idol au, mafia boss!reader, hacker!wonwoo, seungcheol is a bit of a dick i’m so sorry this is not representative of him irl, bestie mingyu, random monsta x kihyun cameo bc i needed a random idol lol, angst, mentions of food, murder, weapons, and drugs to varying degrees.

summary: to thank you for your gracious efforts in tracking down an attacker, seventeen offers to repay your favor. you ask for a date with the cute one with glasses.

“so,” you say, gazing at the fresh scar on seungcheol’s cheek. it hasn’t had a chance or any time to fade yet and you can tell by the fire in the eyes of his men that this was recent, “what happened?”

it’s hard to remember how you exactly got wrapped up in this mess. seungcheol ‘invited’ you over to discuss a certain issue, something vague like ‘internal matters’, but it felt off from the get-go. something was wrong.

and, clearly, you can tell something is wrong now.

he heaves out a sigh, letting his head fall into his hands before pushing his hair out of his face, “i don’t even know,” he says, “all i know is that my underboss in currently in the hospital, lying to every single medical personnel about why he has stab wounds on his thigh.”

your eyes wander around the room and they find a picture of seungcheol with another person, smiling like they were friends. you’d learn later that was him. yoon jeonghan. the underboss.

there’s 11 other people in this room besides you and seungcheol, which adds up in relation to your current knowledge of seventeen’s higher-ups. contrary to the name, there's 13 of them that are considered the most important to the seventeen organization, including their boss.

Seungcheol eyes burn into you, but you hold your ground, “well, that is unfortunate. i do send him my best regards, and i hope he recovers well and quickly, but i suppose…” you look around at all of the others, as if to calculate in your head the best move, “i don’t know what it is you want from me.”

“if i may be blunt,” he says as a proposition, but it’s more like a question. you nod, “i don’t know either,” he admits, “i don’t know what i expect you to be able to do, much less be willing to do. what i do know though, is that you have a reputation of being able to track people down like a hawk.”

you don’t acknowledge the compliment. he shifts, almost uncomfortably.

“all i am currently requesting is your assistance in finding the one who attacked us. should you help us, we will compensate you in whatever means you see fit,” he says almost desperately, you can’t see it in his face but you feel it, “i want revenge. i need your help to get it.”

“you’ll make sure i get something out of it?”

he sighs, “i’ll see to it that you get whatever you want out of this.”

“what do you know?” when you ask, one of the 11 other men steps up, handing a folder to you.

he doesn’t bother introducing himself, but you know of him. he’s incredibly well known for being able to gather information. he probably knows the street you grew up on and the color of your socks right now off the top of his head. his name is joshua, you remember. you’ve heard someone call his name before.

“these are stills from the security footages of the compound. this here—” he points to a spot on the first paper in the folder, “— is our guy. right here, he gets into a car. i ran the license plate, and it’s registered this individual here.” he points again, this time to a mugshot in the next page. there’s a list of charged and convicted crimes next to the picture, “but i don’t think they’re the same person. they have different builds.”

you agree, soon focusing on the name of the individual the car belonged to, “i know this man.”

seungcheol perks up at the good news, “you do? from where?”

“he’s the director of financial operations at a company an associate of mine owns. he’s very powerful, but he’s also had accusations of corruption and funding violence for years,” you say, “he responds to me directly, actually. it shouldn’t be too hard to get the info out of him.”

“well then,” seunghcheol says, “my men will assist you in any way required for the operation. feel free to ask for their assistance,” and with that, he leaves the conference room.

“is there anything required of any of us for you to investigate, miss?” one of them says after a moment. he’s tall, has too pretty a face for this kind of business. he kinda looks like a puppy.

“no, i should be able to go from here,” you make eye contact with another one. he’s wearing glasses, the thin frames complimenting his face well. he doesn’t acknowledge you more than just the brief eye contact, looking away as soon as it happens, “i’ll call the director now.”

“go right ahead,” joshua says, and you pull your phone out and call him, putting it on speaker.

the phone rings several times. there’s an unplaced tension in the room, and you’re not sure who exactly here is bubbling with anger, but you reconcile it with the fact that these are not just associates. they’re friends. and their buddy is in the hospital.

right before the last ring ends before it’ll stop trying, he picks up.

“hello?” he says.

“director lee, hello, thank you for taking my call,” you say, feeling eyes on you from all over the room.

he responds, “ah yes, hello boss. it’s my pleasure. what can i do for you?”

“well, i was hoping you could inform me on something,” you say, relaxing more into the chair, “you see, i’ve been looking for an individual who was found driving your car last night in unknown territory. did you know about this?”

he pauses. you can tell it’s to come up with a lie on the spot, “no, in fact. i had just assumed my car was stolen. i was almost about to alert the police, but i’m sure you understand why i did not.”

“i understand, director. i need you to cooperate with me,” you say.

“yes, boss. what can I do for you?” he asks.

you take in a deep breath, saying, “for reasons i am unable to disclose, i believe this individual is after us. also, the most recent sighting of your car after it was found so far away is in our territory, at the diner down the street from headquarters,” you fake a pause to hopefully show some hesitancy. you were far too good at playing scared, “i am… nervous, director. this individual stole your car, could have obtained the weapons we keep near the peer, there’s no telling what they’re up to or who sent them.”

the all watch you make a dramatic voice as you play up any potential worries. that’s the only way he’ll talk.

“i understand, miss. may i speak openly?” his question makes them all look up, and you almost have to mute yourself to silence your victory.

“yes, director. tell me,” you say with a hidden smirk on your face.

he pauses, and you worry for a second that he’s going to chicken out, but he doesn’t, “i sent the individual. my car was never stolen.”

bingo.

you ask, “who is it?”

“i’ll send over the information after this call,” he says. there’s a smile on joshua’s face as you look up, both silently understanding the victory you just won, “i wanted to send a message to seventeen, but he must have been attacked because he sent me a voice recording shortly after coming into contact with one of the higher-ups. something about accidentally hurting one of them before he got a chance to say something.”

you ask, trying to prompt more out of him, “what were you trying to say to them?” you only ask because you know they’d want you to.

“i do not have the best relationship with their leader. the reason is unrelated to our purposes in our group. i apologize for stressing you, boss.”

you respond with a simple, “i see, thank you, director.”

“of course, miss, should i send you the information right away?” he asks.

“yes, as soon as possible. have a good day, director,” you say and hang up. you look up at them as your phone pings. you show the notification to joshua.

“that’s him,” he says, pulling out a still from his folder, matching them up side-by-side, “this is our guy.”

“i can find him, leave that to me,” you say, “as a favor to seventeen, i’ll take care of him. you will all owe me, though. both for that phone call and for getting my hands dirty.”

“don’t get cocky,” another one says. he’s short, but he’s got this energy that screams ‘fuck with me, i dare you’, “let me know when you get it done.” he hands you a piece of paper with a string of numbers on it. lee jihoon.

you smile, almost like a smirk, “okay.”

and out the room you go.

he’s dead by the morning. you tell jihoon, and get no response, he simply hangs up as soon as he gets the news.

—

the letter is addressed from all of seventeen, but based on the formality of word choice, none of them had a hand in writing it. it was probably written by some subordinate, but it gets a simple message across.

seventeen’s acknowledgement that you were owed a favor. the, in writing, paper that guaranteed you something in return. it felt like solid gold.

you spend some time thinking about what it is exactly that you would like from them. there’s not many limits. if you wanted someone dead, they’d have it done by sunset. if you want illegal weapons for your own plans, they would provide them easily. anything you want, they could do.

that was what was so nice about your relationship with seventeen: you may not get along as people, but you get along as business partners. there is no worry that you will be attacked in their headquarters, and vice versa.

but did you need illegal weapons? not really. your casino heist plans were being made smoothly, and there were not many materials you could have requested to make it any easier. you had access to everything you would need, and then some.

did you need anyone dead? not particularly right now. there’s nothing you need help with right now, aside from maybe needing help with throwing a surprise birthday party for your niece. that, though, was doable on its own.

and then, the idea dawns on you.

—

the letter you return back is, on the contrary, written by you. seungcheol knows it’s you, because he’s seen your handwriting. you state your pleasure with working with them. you thank them for their assistance, especially joshua’s, in finding the first piece of evidence.

the moment you are done with formalities, you don’t hesitate to describe, in extreme, excruciating detail, the favor you would like back from them.

‘a date with the cute one that wears glasses’

you ask for a date. you couldn’t remember his name at the time of writing, so you describe him as the ‘one with the glasses’. you describe exactly what you want: a fancy restaurant dinner, him dressed in a suit with styled hair away from his eyes and maybe some jewelry, definitely wearing his precious specs. you’d pay, he’d walk you to your car, and the second the door shut and you were being driven away, seventeen will have paid their favor back.

your letter even reads:

‘there are no ulterior motives. should the favor be paid back successfully, SEVENTEEN will not be bothered over this matter again. should the favor not be paid back in this way, an alternative favor will not be provided unless sufficient reason is given.”

seungcheol almost laughs when he sees the letter, as he’s the first to read it. he wonders if you’re even being serious. it’s probably the most ridiculous request he’s ever gotten, but he can’t come up with a single reason as to why you’d play a prank like this, so he comes to the conclusion that you’re most likely serious.

a copy of the letter is sent over to wonwoo, the one with the glasses, and he reads it probably fifty times. maybe fifty-one.

nothing has ever made him so embarrassed, that’s the issue. not a single mistake he’s ever made or being chastised for not being good enough at his job has had the same effect. he feels the way mingyu’s eyes bore into him, knowing that wonwoo told him all about how he thought you were pretty, and that if you weren’t 1) a boss and 2) literally terrifying to speak to, he’d be down bad.

he feels awkward and clumsy for sticking out, for being the one pushed into the spotlight. he doesn’t particularly want to be the center of attention, but here he is, in his boss’s office, surrounded by his closest associates. he feels weirdly small as he sinks into the chair.

“i know this is… unconventional, wonwoo,” seungcheol says to him, leaning against his desk, “but you need to do this. it’s only dinner and we can’t owe her for much longer.”

“i know,” he says.

seungcheol continues, “there isn’t much of a choice, as well, you know that right?”

wonwoo recognizes the fading scar on seungcheol’s cheek as seungcheol talks to him. he remembers the moment it happened.

this was more than just giving you what you wanted so you were even as groups, but about genuinely thanking you for such a deed. he remembers watching jeonghan get stabbed in the thigh to protect chan. he remembers all the blood, that horrified look on chan’s face. that guy must have known he was a dead man the second he hurt jeonghan, that could have been why he ran. seungcheol is protective of all of them, but especially him.

“i know, i’ll do it,” he says, “i’ll do whatever is required of me. you know that, boss.”

“i know you will, it’s just that…” seungcheol looks uneasy, shifting his eyes away, “i don’t want this to become a bigger thing. don’t develop feelings, don’t do anything to make her develop feelings. just don’t make this messy. and don’t make it my problem.”

“i won’t,” wonwoo is, even in the best case scenario, slightly overestimating himself. he knows that, yet he still lies (not exactly but that’s what it feels like) through his teeth, “this won't become a problem.”

“it better not, now go,” seungcheol orders, trying to make it sound harsh. it doesn’t, though, not to wonwoo. it sounds more like ‘don’t fuck this up for yourself’.

—

wonwoo reads your letter for the fifty-second time. this time, he’s closely checking your instructions on how you wanted him to dress. it’s a little bit weird, but he supposes you’re going somewhere fancy, and maybe he has to match.

he sighs dramatically, he doesn’t know what the hell he’s doing.

why is he dressing up in a suit he never wears to come meet you, a literal mob boss that thought he was cute, at some restaurant he doesn’t even know exists, to have dinner with you and play along to make you happy but not enough for either of you to get too attached?

what does he even think he’s doing?

he has literally killed people before, but that was so much simpler than this. slicing someone’s throat is so much less complicated than picking out a tie to wear to your date. everything down to asking him to wear a little bit of gold jewelry— gold, not silver— was complicated. he doesn’t understand this at all.

he’s somewhat horrified that this will go wrong, but if he thinks about it as only ‘a pretty girl asked him on a date’ and forgets all the context, he can breathe slower.

He leaves the compound with mingyu to act as a body guard, and then to sit at the bar area during your date to be there in case something happened. mingyu had told him he had no plans of interrupting anything in case the date goes a little too well, but he did want to be there in case something worse happened and wonwoo wasn’t able to fight on his own.

mingyu enters before him, actually. wonwoo waits by the entrance, just as your letter requests, and he almost wonders for a second if this was all just an elaborate ploy of yours, something just to waste time as you’re comfortably doing whatever mob boss stuff you normally do.

that is until you’re in front of him, in the most stunning sapphire dress he’s ever seen in his life, and he sees why you requested a navy suit on him. you both match perfectly, and he can help but blush like a freaking anime girl when you walk in together. you’re so breathtaking, the kind that could kill.

you had made reservations apparently, and all he could do is watch and follow along cluelessly as you’re taken to the table, and you both sit down.

you take in a breath, and then really look into his eyes. you don’t say anything for a moment, so he tries to start.

“hey,” he says, a little bit breathless, “you look gorgeous, by the way.”

“oh, you don’t have to flatter me, dear. that’s not required of you,” you laugh, and god, it is so beautiful. he could faint right now.

he forgot, honestly, that he didn’t have to impress you. he berated himself for a second when he realizes that he complimented you of his own volition, because he wanted to. that was bad.

“it’s okay, you don’t have to act so nervous. i don’t have any intentions to hurt you,” you say, reaching out for his hand. his hand tremors really had to come at the worst times. your hand is so warm (and he’s such a cold person, he could get used to warm hands holding his cold ones), “is this where you start wondering why i asked you to come on date with me?”

“i’ve been wondering since i read the letter,” he responds. he’s fidgeting, nervous. you have such an intense stare that’s hard to match.

“i’m sure you have,” you say, “if i’m being honest, it didn’t feel like there was much i wanted to ask for. everything is alright— knock on wood— for the moment with me. and i,” you pause, and it catches his attention even more, “i wanted something like this. something normal.”

“i take it… mafia life isn’t really for you, huh?” he half-asks.

“i suppose it’s not too bad of a fit, actually. i think the heists and gambling and money-laundering isn’t too bad. that kind of stuff has been my whole life, so it’s kinda fun to me,” you say, “but it prevents you from living simply. there is no family, there’s no relationships, no house on the hill. i feel like i’m missing out on that aspect of life.”

“yeah, you’re right. i suppose it is sad,” he says. he’s not sure what else to say.

you just continue, “and i just… i wanted to experience something different tonight. maybe i shouldn’t have involved you in my attempt to feel that, or at least didn’t force you to be here.”

“i’m not forced to be here,” he says, even if it’s honestly not very true, “i think i want to be here, too. i’ll experience it with you.”

you smile, and this time it’s softer than he’s ever seen. he can’t seem to remember why your presence was so intimidating before, because in this moment, you are nothing but warm and inviting, “okay, then. it’s settled. let’s have a beautiful night.”

it was cheesy, sure, but it made his heart flutter all the same.

he sees mingyu out of the corner of his eye. he’s sitting at the bar, making small talk with the bartender. wonwoo and mingyu make eye contact, and it’s almost like a series of questions: ‘how is it going? are you alright? do you need me to step in?’

and wonwoo gives a small smile back at him, as if to say ‘i think i’m okay’.

he looks back at you, as you give your order to the server. he doesn’t see someone evil or done anything that is commonplace for his and your kind of life. he just sees you: someone aching for something different. something soft and sweet and normal.

dinner with him flies by, filled with pretty conversations about each other’s lives. you both skirt around conversations about your groups, instead choosing to focus on yourselves. he learn about your hobbies and passions, you learn about his friends and what he likes to do in his free time.

you tell him about the time you were robbing a bank when you were younger. maybe 17. you tell him about the restaurant that’s a front for high-up associates that you used to go to when you were younger. you tell him about how your dad’s assasination put you in the boss spot when you were 19 and stupid and too young for that kind of power. it went to your head and has barely worn off since.

he tells you about how mingyu and him have saved each other’s asses maybe 500 times each. he tells you about how he likes computer games, that if he was given a second shot at life, he’d be a pro-gamer for sure. he tells you about his cat, ranting about how cute it is (and he looks adorable doing it).

wonwoo realizes what’s happening while it’s happening; he’s not dumb or oblivious. he realizes that with every smile, every laugh, every time you get passionate about what you’re talking about and make these dramatic hand movements, and every time you unconsciously make that cute thinking face, he’s falling for you more and more.

and yet he doesn’t have it in himself to pull back; instead, he chooses to lean in. he smiles when you smile, laughs when you laughs, plays along when you tell him overly dramatic stories. he’s so mesmerized that he doesn’t notice the passage of time, how late it’s getting.

what he does notice is you reaching to grab the bill that was dropped off by the server. he snatches it before you can, and quickly puts the money in, catching the server’s attention and asking them to take it now.

you make a upset face at him, but it doesn’t hurt him in the slightest, “my treat.” he says simply.

“i was supposed to pay! you didn’t have to do that!” you argue, and he looks at you with a kind of vulnerability that is so raw, it’s almost infuriating.

“i wanted to. for you.”

you stand, so he stands too. you turn to walk away, but he grasps your wrist at the last second. he thinks you’re about to storm off, mad or something. why were you mad at him? he was trying to do something nice for you!

it’s until you groan and turn back around, getting so so close to him that the rest of the word fades out of view. for a moment it’s just like that. there’s no one else in the world except for you and him.

you’re looking into his eyes, reaching your hand up to lightly cup his cheek, letting your finger drag against his jaw, “can i?” you ask. you don’t even need to say it.

“yeah,” he breathes, shakily, “do whatever you want.”

you kiss him while his stomach does somersaults. his hands find your waist, letting you lead, and, funnily enough, only once he starts to relax, you’re pulling away.

“we should get out of here,” you say, and his heart rate picks up, which you seem to notice (his own heart betrayed him), “we don’t have to do anything, but it’s so loud and energetic in here. i want some peace and quiet.”

he couldn’t agree more. you both walk outside, and he shoots mingyu one last ‘i’m okay’ look, seeing the smirk on his friend’s face may annoy him, but he’s too happy to care.

once you reach your car, you pull him close. his hands rest on the same spot as before, gently on your waist. you ask him, “can i kiss you again?”

“yes,” he whispers back. something about asking the second time feels sweeter, “kiss me a little harder this time, please.”

you smile at his request, gently pressing your lips to his before you grasp the back of his neck to use as leverage when your kiss becomes more intense, giving him what he wants. he’ll always get what he wants now, you suppose. anything he asks for, you’ll give him.

you don’t pull away as fast this time, instead letting him savor the moment.

but you eventually do, pulling back to look at him. he’s so pretty in the moonlight.

“i don’t want this to end,” he says. you smile almost sadly at him.

“i’m sorry, baby, i wish it didn’t have to end so soon, but our agreement was only dinner,” you say, “and you need to go back. our night together has been fun, but this is it. we were only given tonight.”

“i don’t want to go back yet, i don’t want to leave you,” he whispers painfully. god, it was so easy to get comfortable in his arms.

you see that sadness in his eyes, the kind that kills any chance of ever getting over him, “i know, i know, i’m sorry. i didn’t think we would get so close so fast,” you can feel the shaking of his hands even as they rest steady on your hips, “when i asked for a date, i thought it would be a night that would end with no hard feelings about never seeing each other again.”

“well, look where that got us,” he makes himself chuckle, though it’s not out of actual humor.

there’s a pause where neither of you dare to make the next move. there’s a sinking feeling that one of these next kisses will be the last.

“i’ll tell you what: i’ll kiss you until my lips turn blue, so you can never forget what it feels like. not even if you tried,” you say, moving your hands to his shoulders to steady yourself.

“okay,” he responds, “don’t let me forget. don’t ever let me.”

“you know i won’t,” you say, and your kisses are so passionate that for a second, he forgets that he’s jeon wonwoo, seventeen’s best hacker and technology expert, and only knows that he’s yours.

and for you, he’s so sweet, so kind and giving and reciprocative, kissing you back with just as much energy, it’s just as easy to get lost in him.

you stay there for as long as the night will allow, kissing him with feverish intensity, before you really have to send him on his way.

his eyes have that tragic look to them, like he’s sad in such a complicated way. it was never supposed to end like this, with him walking away from you as you get into your car, but the more he thinks about it, he’s wrong.

it was supposed to end like this. with him and you separated.

when he returns, he knows he probably shouldn’t, that he should lie and say it went well (but not too well) and this will not cause future problems, but he tells seungcheol afterwards that he 100% fucked this up for himself. he’s really, really into you.

his boss isn’t surprised.

—

it’s been two months— not exactly, maybe a month and three weeks or so, but close enough— since that night. not a word from seventeen, nor from wonwoo. it’s hard to not wonder what happened between him and his boss as soon as he returned, if he saw those feelings written out all over his associate’s face, or if it was the lipstick stain on his lips that gave it away.

in your world, nothing had changed (except for maybe everything about your soul). nothing about your mob boss life had been altered. seventeen never spoke a word about the favor, not to you or anyone else. even though word travels fast and very easily, it never got back to you that anyone besides you and seventeen knew about it.

maybe it’s a good thing that you haven’t seen or heard from him, that you probably never will again, but him having that much control over you is dangerous because you’re sure that seungcheol knows. he knows wonwoo likes you, he knows you like wonwoo, and everything in between. he has so much power that it’s incomprehensible what he could manipulate you into doing. he probably knows that. he revels in it.

so you made the point to not reach out, knowing there’d be a trade off next time. you assume that’s why it’s radio silence on his end too.

it only hurts a little bit.

—

the news hits you as you’re sitting in your office, drinking your coffee as an associate is detailing all possible back up plans for the casino heist planned for next week.

“hold on one minute,” you say to them, and they immediately shut up, letting you take a call that had come in as they were talking, “yes, kihyun? why are you calling? i thought i told you not to call my personal phone.”

he seems anxious on the other end, which is not pleasant to hear, “i tried, boss, but you weren’t answering. and i know i wasn’t supposed to, but i assumed you would want to hear the news as soon as possible.”

“what news?”

“jeon wonwoo of seventeen went missing three days ago. not even his own associates know where he is or if he’s even alive,” he says, and his words, especially the last few, hit particularly hard.

he’s not dead, right? he can’t be dead.

“i… see. thank you, kihyun,” you say.

“i’m here if you need anything, boss,” he says, but you don’t respond, only hanging up the phone and closing your eyes.

you remember there’s still someone else in the room, so you shoo them out, “we’ll go over these plans tomorrow,” you say, as if to tell them to go away. they catch on.

and you’re suddenly all alone in your office, with nothing but the thought of wonwoo being dead to occupy your thoughts. seventeen had enemies, of course they did, but why wonwoo of all of them? why was he the target? it was just impossible to rationalize why someone would choose him to be the one to take out. what would even be the motive?

it doesn’t seem real, the idea that he could be dead, even though it’s technically possible.

the idea dawns on you that maybe it was someone in his own group, maybe even the whole fucking mafia collectively decided to take him out.

and maybe it was because of you. the idea makes your stomach sick.

it’s impossible to know for sure, and you can’t spend your day getting lost in maybe or possibly. you assume the worst, that he’s probably dead, and give yourself a moment to grieve.

and then it’s back to work.

—

it’s late, so late it’s almost early again, at your residence. the sound of rain is constant and almost soothing as you drink your tea, giving a sense of peace and calm to your night. looking over documents from the casino, everything seems to be in order. last minute preparations for tomorrow are going smoothly, and all that needs to happen now is sleep before the big day.

there’s a ring at your doorbell. so, there goes a peaceful couple hours of sleep.

no one should know that this place exists or that you live here. this place was secret for your own safety and the fact that someone is here, ringing your doorbell at three in the morning is a terrible sign.

you grab the gun you keep under your coffee table as you approach the door. there’s no way to check who it was without letting them know you were there, you just had to open it.

“i’m so sorry i’m here right now!” you hear, barely able to make out the baritone voice over the heavy rain, “i’m sorry i didn’t say anything after that night, i was ordered to not contact you on my own! i’m sorry i’m here, bothering you at your house, but it was the only place i could go!”

when you open the door, the rain covers his frames, concealing his eyes, but it’s him.

not a single thought of ‘how the fuck did you get my address?’ or ‘why did you disappear?’ is more important than him at that moment. you open the screen door and yank him inside, tossing the gun somewhere onto the floor of your kitchen. you rush to grab him a towel, because he’s shivering and freezing and that’s scaring both of you.

you’re borderline yelling at him as you scold him for showing up, especially at this hour, “what were you even thinking? you could have gotten hypothermia! you could exposed this place to people who want me dead! you could have gotten us both killed!”

and yet all he could do is look at you with those beautiful, lovestruck eyes, “i’m so sorry,” he says with a smile.

you hug him, wet clothes and teary eyes and all, crouching down on the floor to meet where he is, curled up in a ball, covering himself up with that towel. he looks so small like this.

“i’m sorry,” he whispers again.

“don’t be, i’m glad you’re alive,” you whisper back, tightening your grip on him as if he’d whither away and disappear if you didn’t.

“i missed you, every single day i thought about you,” he mumbles into your shoulder.

“i did too,” you say, “what happened? why did you disappear? when did this become the only place you could go?”

“i-um,” he starts, hesitant and quietly, “i got into a fight with seungcheol. i told him i didn’t want to live like this anymore, and he said he’d… cut off my head if i ever left.”

“but you still left?”

“i had to, i was so unhappy that it was killing me,” he says with more confidence, still holding onto you like you’re his lifeline, “and, god, i’m so into you that it hurt so bad to never talk to you again. how the hell was i supposed to move on?”

“so what happened after you left? where did you go?”

“mingyu told me i could crash on the couch at his place out of town while i tried to find you, but seungcheol beat that information out of him,” he pulls away just a bit to look at you while he speaks, still holding on for what feels like dear life, “i found this place about a week ago, but it wasn’t until i was literally running for my life that i felt there was nowhere else i could go.”

his stomach rumbles, so you ignore his words for the present and ask, “oh my god, when’s the last time you ate? no, don’t even answer me, i’m making you ramen.”

“it’s okay, you don’t have to-”

“don’t say another word, unless it’s to tell me you’re dying. you’re going to go take a nice, warm shower, and then eat some ramen before we even think about what to do about you going forward,” you cut him off, but your scolding tone is so filled with love and care that he doesn’t mind.

he showers, finally feeling the relief of warm water. he always hated being cold in any capacity, much less freezing to death.

he changes into the clothes you give him: an oversized crewneck and some sweatpants. when he walks back into the kitchen, where you are, he pulls the sleeves as far as they’ll go, giving himself cute little sweater paws.

he’s so adorable, so easy to fall for.

you place a bowl of ramen in front of a seat at the kitchen counter, “eat up, baby.”

baby. he could get used to being called something like that. easy. he sits at the counter, eating like a madman once he realizes how hungry he truly is.

you watch him tenderly, all the adrenaline having faded out and now he’s just here. what are you even gonna do with him? you can’t just kick him out, he’ll get found immediately. so long as no one else finds out about this place, you’re both safe.

he can’t return to seventeen, though. maybe that thought has sunken in for him too, because when he looks up at you and smiles when he sees you looking at him, he’s not smiling like how he did last time you saw him. his smile is smaller and more forced.

all his friends he left behind, all his past he left behind, and that comfortable life he left behind, all to be here, with you.

“what now?” you ask, and the depth of the question is not absent in his mind. he knows what you mean.

he frowns, playing with his chopsticks, “i… i don’t know. i can’t go back, but i’m unsure how to move forward.”

“do you want to give up this life completely? just start fresh?”

“i don’t think so. it’s all i know, all i feel competent at, and if i’m being honest, i don’t mind it. i just need something more,” he says with a chuckle, “i don’t think i could live a life of white picket fences and nuclear families.”

“then,” you say, sitting at the spot next to him at the counter, “consider joining me. i can’t give you a top position, but you can continue your work as a hacker under my group. as much as i want to give you choice, i'm gonna be honest with you: that’s your only good option.”

“i know,” he says.

it hurts a little bit, and he knows what you’re gonna say before you say it, “and i'm sorry i have to say it out loud, but… this will provide you protection against seventeen.”

which is the most miserable thing to think about: his own friends coming to kill him. he’s a traitor now, though. he knows he’s dead to seungcheol. it hurts him somewhere deep in his chest every time he thinks about it.

“okay,” he says, somewhat dully, “i guess i don’t have much of a choice.”

“it’s not that you don’t have a choice in the matter, but you only have one good one,” you say, matter-of-factly, “you won’t be safe anywhere else-”

“i’m sorry,” he says suddenly, and it’s heartbreaking how he just can’t stop saying it, “i’m just so sorry. i put you and mingyu in danger just so i could have a chance to escape. he even let me stay on his couch and then got hurt because of my selfishness.”

“it’s not fair to you to judge yourself so harshly like that. mingyu did that because he wanted to, for you. you couldn’t stop whatever hell came after,” you say, comfortingly, “it’s better to be selfish than unhappy. if mingyu knew you were safe with me, he’d see his efforts as worthwhile.”

“and what about you?” he asks.

“what about me?”

“i put you in danger,” he says.

“wonwoo, i’m a mob boss. and a woman one at that. i’m always in danger,” you say, “it’s nothing new.”

“but-”

“stop talking,” you order, and he complies. you sigh, “it’s not worth it to think about all the things you did wrong. where you are now is where you are; there’s no changing that.”

“i’m sorry,” he laughs breathlessly, “can you just kiss me if you need to shut me up?”

you look into his eyes once again, seeing nothing but beauty and honesty in them. your hand reaches to tilt his chin up as you lean in for a kiss, and all the passion of that night comes back in full force, except with so much more vulnerability and tenderness.

but he pulls away this time.

why is he about to cry?

he answers the question for you, “i’m sorry, i uhm- i’m sorry,” he whispers, his apologies stabbing you incessantly, “nothings wrong. i’m just… so happy. i’m so happy we ended up like this. nothing compares to you.”

i’m so happy we got the happy ending (somewhat).

tomorrow (well, more like later today. in a few hours) he’ll be jeon wonwoo, the best hacker in the area, known for being able to hack into power grids and major international banks. maybe he’ll be there with you, keeping track of the operation, taking down security cameras or disrupting communications.

but for tonight, he’s simply wonwoo. he holds you like he doesn’t want anything else from this life.

nothing compares to this.

#seventeen #wonwoo #wonwoo x reader #seventeen x reader #seventeen fluff #seventeen angst #wonwoo angst #wonwoo fluff #seventeen mafia au

[jeon-ify]

Hii!

Can we have 5 & 8 with changkyun plz

Thank uu <3

stop doing that or i’ll make you- im changkyun

5. “stop doing that or i’ll make you”

8. “wanna fuck you in the back seat”

MDNI!! smut !!!

thank you for this request babes! ive been waiting for someone to request monsta x!! we need more monsta x writers on here 😞💔

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the drive was not too long to his parents house, but it wasn’t easy either. changkyun wore a grey crewneck sweater, his black sweatpants, and loose slippers.

he wasn’t going anywhere special, neither were you. his parents were on vacation and he wanted to stay at his mom’s since she left him some food and bought him some clothes from their recent trip. he hasn’t gotten the time to pick them up from how busy he was moving in with you.

no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t tear your eyes off of changkyun’s neck or his legs. something about the way his thigh muscles flex when he’s driving sends you into a deep haze, and makes your knees buckle.

“why’re you so quiet, pretty? what’s my baby thinking about, hm?” he says, looking at you to focus his conversation towards you while focusing on the road. his soft hair bounces a little, sending your heart into your stomach. your favorite thing about changkyuns features was his hair. his smooth silky jet black hair.

“thinking about you all day, kyunnie. you look so good right now.” you practically whine.

you want him so bad right now, but he’s just not horny the same way you are.

“talk to me baby, what’s going on in your pretty head?” he softly speaks. you love when he talks to you like this, but you want him to pull over and fuck your brains out.

you lean over and brush your fingers right onto his thigh, moving up towards his upper thigh.

“baby, i’m driving, you gotta wait, y/n.” he says. he wants to just peacefully drive, listen to music, and be with you.

you were not one to complain, but right now, you were not having the lovey dovey moment right now.

“kyun, pull over and fuck me, please. i can’t handle it anymore.” you whine, running your hands up his torso, rubbing your hands on his bare chest beneath his sweater. he groans, his eyes rolling back just a bit, trying not to lose focus of the road.

“stop touching me, i’m driving.” he demands. he grabs your wrist and moves it to stay on your lap. you hated when he denied sex with you. its not that he didn’t want to, it’s that he really wasn’t horny. but now that you’ve touched him, he’s bouncing off the walls, wanting to fuck you into oblivion. you go back to touching him— this time, your hand sliding under his pants and under his boxers, palming his cock.

he’s hard already.

“stop fucking doing that or i’ll make you. i said i was driving, hm? can’t fucking listen.” he grabs your inner thigh squeezing hard.

“baby, i’m sorry, just want you to fuck me. been thinking bout you all day.” you beg. you run your hand up his arm, signaling him to just fucking touch you.

“get in the back. wanna fuck you in the back seat.” he groans, unbuckling his seatbelt and parking the car in the nearest lot. you move to the back seat as he follows you, taking his sweater off and his hair messing up slightly.

“look how wet you are, y/n. see it dripping through your pants.” he touches you as you’re on his lap. he slides his hand between your thighs, running his middle finger through your slit. you moan out and he kisses your plump lips, swallowing your whines.

“you just can’t wait, can you? you’re fucking nasty. i could just let you cum on your own, or not at all. what do we think baby?” he questions. the last thing you need right now is to be denied an orgasm.

“no, no please baby. i’ve been so good to you-“ his hand strikes your right cheek, leaving a slight sting but it feels so good.

“i could’ve crashed, baby. you kept touching me, had to pull over to fuck you. just can’t have a calm and relaxing ride to the house, can i?” he says.

“take it out baby, put it in me, please. just wanna feel you.” you moan, holding onto his chest for support. your knees are already giving out. he presses his cock into you, holding your hips into place while he fucks up into you. he holds a rough and quick pace, your breath hitching and his hands around your throat.

“fucking taking me so well, like when i choke you out, hm?”

“yes! fuck yes, i’m cumming baby, keep going. choke me harder.” you moan. your eyes roll to the back of your head and you can almost see stars from how hard he’s fucking you.

“there you go, there you fucking go baby. cream all over your dick. i’m all yours baby. you own me.” he says. he belongs to you, and you know he does.

“i love you. love you so much, kyun.” you moan.

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HOPE YOU LIKE IT MY LOVEY

#monsta x #im changkyun #changkyun x reader #monsta x reader

[lunetual]

[230116] PLAY! “i didn’t know this, but i have a drinking habit. when i drink, i show monsta x videos to the people around me. i show videos of our team and our songs. only good ones! i just keep showing them to the people i’m with. i recently learned that i have this habit.”

#kihyun #yoo kihyun #monsta x #mx7net #monstaxedit #mx #mine: gif #mx.meg #play! #this is....... so endearing to me. it actually makes my heart ache. LMAO. #like that's so cute it's SO cute. he gets tipsy and he just wants to show off his group :((((( #also it's relatable. i have not been like. INEBRIATED in a while but. are u kidding i WOULD make everyone watch beautiful liar he's right #usermowah #usergyukai #marieblr #wabisarah #marekwan #userkyutie #cheytermelon #rosieblr #ayatracks #tuserchrissy #aleksbestie #alcohol mention cw

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[gennianydots]

K-Pop for Beginners

So a while back, I asked for k-pop recommendations (particularly up-beat dance-y type songs to jam to) and I got about 10-15 recommendations. I then did my own research into most popular/Korean pop songs sung in english that I could sing along to. Here are the songs I found that I liked the best. These songs are in my ever growing k-pop playlist on Apple Music and I have listened to them on repeat since I rediscovered “Gee” by Girls Generation (introduced to me by a friend wayyy back in high school!). Enjoy! These are all alphabetical for your OCD needs.

TLDR; I realized recently that all of these are really fun upbeat tunes so this is my contribution to the tag #kpop recommendations

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BLACKPINK

- DDU-DU DDU-DU

- How You Like That

- Ice Cream (ft Selena Gomez)

- Kill This Love

- Love to Hate Me

- Pink Venom

- Shutdown

BTS

- Butter

- Euphoria

- Danger

- Dynamite

- Permission to Dance

EXO

- For Life (Live Version)

- Love Me Right

(G)I-DLE

- Oh My God

- Queencard

Girls Generation

- All Night

- Gee

- Run Devil Run

- The Boys

NCT-127

- Highway to Heaven

- Regular

- 2 Baddies

NewJeans

- Attention

- OMG

- Super Shy

SEVENTEEN

- Super

- 2 MINUS 1

Stray Kids

- Back Door

- TA

- Thunderous

Tiffany Young

- I Just Wanna Dance

- Teach You

- Lips on Lips

TWICE

- Alcohol-Free

- FANCY

- I CAN’T STOP ME

- KNOCK KNOCK

- The Feels (Eng)

- TT

- What is Love

Others

- Any Song by Zico

- Can’t You Get You Out Of My Mind by Dreamcatcher

- Cupid by FIFTY FIFTY

- Cupid Twin (Sped Up) [English Version] by DJ Fronteo

- DANCE by SAM KIM

- DDD by THE BOYZ

- Dream of You by CHUNG HA & R3HAB

- ELEVEN by IVE

- Fireworks (I’m The One) by ATEEZ

- FLOWER by JISOO

- Gangnam Style by PSY

- Girls by aespa

- Lifted by CL

- Love Talk by WayV

- Me Like Yuh by Jay Park

- Rover by KAI

- SOMEONE’S SOMEONE by MONSTA X

- Sweet Night by V

- Polaroid Love by ENHYPEN

- Zombie by Day6

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[outro-jo]

Introducing Myself/Requesting info

Jo

main: @the-southernbelle

They/Them

USA

26

Virgo Sun, Gemini Moon, Taurus Rising

Multistan

Ults: Bang Chan & Yuta

Bias: Namjoon, Yeonjun, Jisoo, Jun/Jeonghan, Shownu, Yeji, Choi In, Keeho, Taeyong/Mark/Kun

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Hey y’all!! I’m Jo! i’ve been writing on tumblr for years but I started this account a while ago for kpop stuff. Y’all also may know me from tiktok and trading insta @outro_jo

NOT taking requests at this time but when i open my inbox back up here’s what to request!

things to request:

imagines

reactions/scenarios

blurbs

headcannons (*idol* as a partner, etc)

song inspired one shots

I try to write gender neutral or in a way that gender isn’t specified, and I try not to include body type or hair/skin/eye color so that everyone can read and feel included. I’m not really writing smuts as of right now so please do not request anything nsfw. while i occasionally touch on mental health, please be mindful of your requests. i’ve struggled with a lot of things in my past and some topics are upsetting to me. i generally like to keep my fics positive and lighthearted rather then get too emotionally triggering with what i write. i make sure to tw as much as possible but if i miss anything, please reach out to me! i also ask that if you request something of a sensitive nature to please tw as well so i can determine if i want to continue reading the message.

also when requesting, please be clear. let me know which group if you want all members included or the member(s) you want it written about. i’ve had many requests without a group attached and i usually take that as skz but sometimes i will pick any group bc i can 😌

You can request any group but I stan:

Ateez

Stray Kids

Nct (all units)

Seventeen

P1Harmony

Monsta X

BTS

Blackpink

Txt

Itzy

E’last (will need to do more research to write)

more!

I look forward to getting to know y’all and writing some requests!! please request in my ask box and dm if you wanna chat!! 🤍

#kpop #kpop fanfic #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop reactions #bts #monstax #nct #nct 127 #nct dream #wayv #ateez #txt #tomorrow by together #itzy #blackpink #e’last #seventeen #p1harmony

[strangepumpkinfantasies]

My Prompts 🗡️

‘‘You stayed for me, I like that’‘

‘‘I’d do anything you want please don’t go’‘

‘‘I want you to be mine’‘

‘‘I knew you were jealous’‘

‘‘Heart cookies’‘

‘‘Took you so long, now make love to me’‘

‘‘Slow down babe, we have all the time in the world’‘

‘‘Quit teasing or else’‘

‘‘You better behave, my homeboys are watching’‘

‘‘I don’t want an apple pie, I want a creampie’‘

‘‘Fine by me, just don’t cry about it later’‘

‘‘The sight is astonishing’‘

‘‘You like riding motors?’‘

‘‘I prefer riding your motor *wink*’‘

‘’Excuse me? what’s my name again?’‘

‘‘Please, I’ll be a good girl.’‘

‘‘Call me a whore all you want, but Ik you want to touch me’‘

‘‘That’s so wrong, we can’t’‘

‘‘I want you to take my virginity’‘

‘‘If you weren’t so crazy I’d say you were insane’‘

‘‘I know you’re my kidnapper but I don’t care’‘

‘‘You’re such a brat’‘

‘‘You’re hot and I’m crazy for you’‘

‘‘What? You want me to get you pregnant?’‘

‘‘Let’s consummate our marriage’‘

‘‘You think you own me asshole?’‘

‘‘I’d gladly end your suffering’‘

‘‘The fuck I look like to you’‘

‘‘You’re gonna regret inviting me to your house’‘

‘‘I’m not the right guy for you’‘

‘‘That’s what you get for embarrassing me in front of everyone’‘

‘‘I won’t kill you yet, I thought I might have a little fun with you first.’‘

‘‘Sit on my face, lemme slurp you like it’s pasta’‘

‘‘As long as I’m your boss, you’ll do as I say’‘

‘‘Have some dignity, I said I don’t want you’‘

‘‘Stop with all the drama, isn’t that what you wanted?’‘

‘‘I’ll fuck your brains out’‘

‘‘I own this cunt, what you thought?’‘

‘‘I might be mentally ill but I know how to pleasure a women’‘

‘‘Please I can’t take it anymore’‘

‘‘I’m preparing you for the bigger prize’‘

‘‘No, not in my workplace, they’ll fire me’‘

‘‘That’s the beauty of taking a risk’‘

‘‘You can’t dominate me, I’m the man here’‘

‘‘Trust me, you don’t wanna trigger the monster in me.’‘

‘‘Sorry, I don’t do slow or gentle’‘

‘‘I’m a monster, I can’t be loved’‘

‘‘Being on your period or not you’re taking that dick’‘

‘‘Keep your mouth shut or I’ll shut it for you’‘

‘‘Try and make me’‘

‘‘Get naked or I’ll slash your throat’‘

‘‘No, we’re in public’‘

‘‘I thought you were better than that’‘

‘‘You’re so weak but has a sharp mouth’‘

‘‘I’m having you for dessert’‘

‘‘So you like choking? little slut’‘

‘‘I want everyone to hear your screaming’‘

‘‘I am dangerous so don’t uncuff me’‘

‘‘Bullshit! you’re drunk’‘

‘‘Playing tough, where’s your confidence now?’‘

I’ll write for the following:

Simon Ghost Riley

John Mactavish {Soap}

Evan Peters as {Kit, Tate, James, Kai, Jimmy, Kyle, Peter max}

Bill Scarsgard as {Himself, Roman, other..}

Billy Hargrove

Billy loomis

Manny montana {As Rio}

Damon Salvatore

Niklaus Mikaelson

Thomas Shelby 

Void Stiles 

Derek Hale

Isaac Lahey

Theo Raeken

Michael Myers

The joker

Yuri Boyka

Eddie Brock

Enzo

Peter Parker

Kai Parker

Others:

BTS members

GOT 7 members

BIGBANG members

BLOCK B members

MONSTA X members

NCT Lucas

Other korean actors as well.

Whenever I start simping over a new character, it’ll be added to the list.

Chose whatever you like from these prompts with whom you want it with, either from this list or not I accept new ideas.

A/N : Yes I’m bold enough to write any genre so don’t hesitate. 

S* Smut

F* Fluff

A* Angst

And yes I write non consent / Violence / Dark shit.

As long as you’re +18 we’re ready to dive in.

So don’t be shy, send requests.

Check this out: {Recently written}

Billy Loomis series.

#story prompts #fanfic #fanfic prompt #halloween #halloween list #requests are open #Smut #kpop bands #kpop BIG BANG #KPOPBTS #bts ships #bts #monsta_x #got7 #nct lucas #block b #block b zico #jiyong smut #send a request #mature audiences only #mature reader #evan peters #kit walker #kai anderson #billy hargove x reader #eddie brock #oneshot #hot villains #villain #non con

[moondal514]

Thanks @worldenough-and-time for the tag <3

name: moonie

sign: my bestie told me I’m a Sagittarius sun, moon, and rising but if I’m being honest fam, I’m not an astrology girlie so I’ve no idea what that means

time: 9:30 pm

favorite band/artist: once upon a time I would’ve told you Monsta X but these days I don’t really like specific artists and sorta just vibe with whatever I’ve listened to most recently that I really liked, which is Bad Omens’s The Death of Peace of Mind album

last movie: rewatched 10 Things I Hate About You (1999) with my bestie, who somehow had never watched it, and it was a great time

last show: finished Word of Honor a few weeks ago (which was a rarity for me since 1) I hardly ever watch Asian dramas and 2) I usually never watch a show before reading the novel) and I’ve been beating back the brainrot with a broom ever since

when I created this blog: 2019 (I think?) but I didn’t start posting on it until 2022

other blogs: none on tumblr but I do have an Instagram and Facebook that I exclusively use to keep in touch with people

do I get asks: yep :)

average hours of sleep: i need 8-9 hours to function normally but unfortunately I usually get closer to 6-7

instruments: I played piano until freshman year of high school and cello through middle school and high school. These days I don’t play anything

what I’m wearing: black jeans and a t-shirt

dream job: the version of editing that you see in the movies

tagging: @quensty @read-and-write- @noirshadow @ittyybittybaker (no pressure y’all, feel free to ignore me)

#moonie writes #moonie posting

[moonhoures]

📰 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄: 𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒!

literally me rn 👆🏻

anyways, hello my loves! i’m here to give you some updates on where this blog stands and is (hopefully!) going 🤭

first, what the fuck happened? 🫣

it’s been pretty much exactly a year since i dipped from this account (again). i’m sorry about that. i got a little overwhelmed and frankly just didn’t feel motivated or excited to write for a long time. i tried writing a few things (and got a little far tbh) but i just wasn’t satisfied with any of it. i even had a terrible moment or two where i got very close to deleting this account entirely but i decided against it as i’m really proud of some of the things i put out, and i would’ve been really sad to see it go. i also love all of you very much and appreciate everything you guys have done for or said to me, and i would’ve felt really guilty taking this blog away from you guys. so i promise i won’t be doing that any time soon!

second, first love 🥰

i’m sure most of you have seen my teaser for first love part 5 by now (which, yes, will unfortunately be the last part for the series 😓) but!! i have like 1 or 2 small things i plan on posting before hand to keep you guys fed since it won’t be posted for another month or so. i’ve been working on it as much as i can for the past couple months, but i do work basically every day so i can only write so much 🫤 but yeah, that’s how first love is! i’ll explain some more on it when i can!!

third, asks/messages 💬

i’ve gotten so many sweet messages since i went MIA (a little under 40 😭). i’m sorry to keep all of you waiting, but i promise i’ll try to answer them soon! i did get some negative comments about my absence and such, but i won’t be answering any of those publicly. i don’t want to feed into them. i understand i’ve done this multiple times & it’s annoying, and i apologize for that. writing is a big passion of mine (as is interacting with all of you!) but it can get draining running this account sometimes. i’m trying my best, and i appreciate your patience with me. i’m definitely undeserving of it.

fourth, also! ☝🏻

i have decided that from now on i will not be taking requests. as much as i love writing specific stuff that you guys want, it does give me a little anxiety. so i will only be taking very limited requests for drabble games and stuff like that in the future. i hope you guys understand 🫶🏻

i also decided to delete my twitter account (well, it kind of got hacked? i think? idk i had trouble with it and basically can’t get back in and don’t want to create a whole new one) so i wont be answering asks with twitter links anymore for this reason.

fifth, comebacks?! 🤩

i’ve recently tried to catch up on some of the comebacks i missed. txt’s temptation ep, monsta x’s reason ep, enhypen’s dark blood ep, and skz’s 5 star album have been in my rotation lately and i love them!! (duh) so if any of you want to stop by my inbox and fangirl over them with me i’d absolutely love that 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

lastly, a thank you 💌

thanks to all of you that continued to follow me, leave likes/reblogs/comments, and message me while i was gone. you guys truly don’t understand how much your support for me means. like i said, i was close to deleting this account all together, but i decided against it, and it was largely because of you. i decided to keep writing because of you. re-reading all of the precious comments you’ve left me on my older work motivated me and inspired me to continue writing first love which sparked my joy again. so, thank you. i also hope some of you read this and it encourages you to leave love for other writers like myself. you could be the one that changes someone’s entire outlook on their account and keep them going. at the very least, you’ll make their day 💕

also, thank you for 4,000 followers??? um what the fuck??? i’ve never had so many people supporting me, i’m actually losing my marbles rn please help me find them??? (that was such a lame joke, okay i’m going to bed soon 😭🥱 ily bye)

i love you. i love you. i love you. more content is coming soon. promise. 😚💗

#moon’s announcements 📢

[astroyongie]

Can’t disagree with you yongie rv and exo have some of the best music in kpop fr,but what do you think of monsta x’s more recent music?I feel like their music keeps improving every time and I can’t say that for most kpop groups😶 Or do you not listen to them/like them at all anymore?

Also do you mind me asking why you fell out with them after wonho left? I’m on the complete end of the spectrum and i know people are gonna kill me for this but unpopular opinion i think mx’s music got much better after wonho left( I’m not saying that itself has to do with him leaving) and they were just better off as a group and wonho is better off as a soloist too so i feel like it was better for everyone that way.It’s not like they stopped being friends anyway

I haven't listened to their music lately so honestly I can't tell if I like it or not at the moment! I stopped listening to their comeback after Fantasia if I remember well

Honestly, this one is more on a personal side. I got very close to someone who was a huge MX fan and our relationship started based on that. Shit happened and the person left my life and with them, so did MX in a way. I don't know if that makes sense. Also I agree that they are better off the way they are today

[sweetestofchaos]

Hey so I’m bored and I wanted to ask you random questions.

1.) what are 5 mutuals that you want to work with in some fics?

2.) out of all your mutuals who’s the one that you want to meet in person

3.) what’s a fic you read that you really like

4.) what’s an idol that you like a lot that you can’t stop looking at

5.) favorite movie or song atm

6.) how did (fave group) change your life?

7,) make your own kpop group ( tag the people you will like to add in the group (mutuals) and what will be their positions including you and witch company you will be under )

8.) if you were to marry any idol who would it be and why

9.) were in the world will you like to go and why

10.) favorite food(s)

11.) make it a tag game if you like and have a lovely day 🙈

Thank you for all the questions! Let's see how this goes.

1.) what are 5 mutuals that you want to work with in some fics?

a) @nabiolive cause they write a lot of darker fics and I would like to try something new

@vvh0adie 'cause I know the two of us would show the fuck out

@sugakookitty she's crazy and her writing is top tier, it would push me to try harder (tho I am getting somewhat of a chance to write with her during a collab)

@namjinsmoonchile 'cause we wild out in our discord severs, so I think we would have a good time writing together

and my 5th would be anyone who would want to give it a try, honestly. I have done a cowrite is a very, very long time. I think the last time I did one, I was nineteen or twenty.

2.) out of all your mutuals who’s the one that you want to meet in person

a) Can I say all of them? I have so many different conversations and click with people differently, so yeah. All of them.

3.) what’s a fic you read that you really like

a) Recently, I read Protostellar by ninamonday on ao3 and it had me hooked. I read it from start to finish in a day and I was in love. It's a BTS fic that's very, very different. Takes place is space and plays with your emotions a lot.

4.) what’s an idol that you like a lot that you can’t stop looking at

a) Right now, Min Fucking Yoongi has full control of my life and it's my own fault. Working on Blackthorn has pulled me into a world that I was ignoring and now I am stranded in the trenches.

5.) favorite movie or song atm

a) Beautiful Liar by Monsta X and Blue by Jackson Wang

6.) how did (fave group) change your life?

a) K-Pop wise, none of the groups have really changed my life. If anything Got7/BTS has helped me make a shit ton of friends over the last two years. Before K-Pop, Avenged Sevenfold was the group that was my whole world. Their songs helped me through a lot of tough times growing up and they made me think about what I really wanted to do with my life.

7.) make your own kpop group ( tag the people you will like to add in the group (mutuals) and what will be their positions including you and witch company you will be under )

a) I will pass on this one. I wouldn't ever want to be in a kpop group. I can't dance and my singing voice isn't that great...

8.) if you were to marry any idol who would it be and why

a) Oof, the list is soooo long but I think if I really had the chance to marry...I would pick Joohoney from Monsta X 'cause he seems like a really chill guy. He knows his feelings, he's funny and he likes to eat. He's a sleepy baby too, so all the cuddles for him. I think we could be good for each other and build each other up.

9.) where in the world will you like to go and why

a) I'm a huge foodie...so either Japan, Maine or the Philippines. Honestly anywhere with good food!

10.) favorite food(s)

a) seafood (muscles, clams, shrimp and more), supreme pizza, sweet and spicy wings, dark chocolate, ginger ale, root beer, sushi, any type of pasta, kettle cooked jalapeno chips, sour cream and onion chips, cheesecake, tiramisu, creme brulee...there are so many food that I love. These are just a small list of my favs.

Again, thank you for sending in these questions. I enjoyed answering them!

Chaos

#soc asks #soc answers #soc anon #get to know me

[brofisting]

So in the past like... month? I’ve gotten the most new followers I’ve gotten since, uhhhh, like. 2012. And as today is MY BIRTHDAY!!!! I figured I would take this opportunity to introduce myself and open the floor for questions!!!

HI! I’m Aimee. I assume (??) you know me from (recently) when I explained what the deal was with The Making Of Kinnporsche, since that’s the thing I’m currently into. It’s nice to meet you/I hope you are enjoying your time here on My Blog Dot Tumblr Dot Com, etc etc!

I just turned 31, I’ve been on Tumblr since like... 2010? I think? I would describe myself as “a serial fandom monogamist”, in that I tend to move from being Entirely into one thing to Entirely into another thing, which this blog does reflect, but all of those things continue to have a place in my heart. 

Right now very big into Thai BLs because it’s television made for me (gay), also enjoying Monsta X. Lifelong Arashi stan and smug “I was right” Dean/Cas Supernatural Truther (should I be smug about this? I have decided yes). 

Current hobbies include learning Japanese, loving my friends, and waiting for my HRT consultation. Have a bunch of tattoos but not enough. Love outfits. Went to school for illustration (IYKYK) but don’t have a lot of time/energy for drawing these days, though I’d like to pick it back up more regularly.

I can also be found on Twitter at profbrofisting, you can see my illustration/art in here, and you’re welcome to ask me shit today or any day!

xoxo Aimee

#gpoy #ama

[lunetual]

im literally inconsolable i’m watching today’s play!episode and kihyun says he recently found out that he has a habit when he drinks and it’s that he shows the people he’s with monsta x videos. like he gets drunk and he just wants to share videos of his group being cool and performing. i am literally crying over this i’m not kidding

#there’s tears in my eyes genuinely. i can’t even gif this rn im too devastated about it #chatter

[incorrectskzquotes]

hey, hope you are doing well.

just wanna say even though i’m kinda a stay who does not particularly have interest in skz (idk 😭), your works do brighten my day :)

regarding your ‘ask away baby stays’, SONG RECS PLSPLSPSLSPSLSPPSPSLSPSLSPSPS I DONT MIND JUST ANYTHING PLS

tHANK YOU :D

Haha I'm glad it brightens your day! And for a song rec I'll give you 5! all non skz cause obviously you listen to skz if you follow this blog! These are just my favourite songs at the moment!

Better and Better by Woodz

Wonderland by AleXa

Shout Out by Enhypen

사랑한다 by Monsta X

覚醒 by Superfly (I rewatched Promare recently and its still one of the best movies ever made)

#not a quote #music rec #I love doing music recs so thank you!!!