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cyberkinks · 2 years

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3:38 𝐀𝐌 (𝐌)

warnings ➣ husband!mingyu, wom!reader. him pounding you from behind, switching positions, hair pulling, an actual breeding kink, ass-smacking. | use of pet names, use of swear words, a little fluff, almost getting caught by your child… oh and also read at your own risk. mature content ahead!

"harder! please don't stop, baby!" you cried out as your husband mingyu pulled on your hair, rutting into you from behind at a fast and rough pace while his grunts and groans filled your ears.

he watched as your ass bounced off his hips "yeah? like that?" he said mockingly. you gasped, feeling his cock enter you all the way, filling up your hole “i-i can barely take it - aah!” his hand collided with your ass “you can baby, you took it before” he responded before slowing down his pace which confused you until you felt him beginning to pound his hips into you.

your mouth fell open as your hands gripped the sheets as hard as they could “mingyu! fuck please have mercy!” you breathed out, looking back at him who was chuckling at your words.

“i can feel you in my stomach” you whined and gasped. he pulled your hair back further making you look up at the ceiling.

you tugged down on your bottom lip, squeezing your eyes closed “fuck, you’re so warm and wet, baby!” he grunted between his clenched teeth.

“oh my god!” you whined, pushing yourself back on him. you felt his other hand wrap around the front of your throat, gripping it tightly but not too tight. mingyu came into your view with a smirk on his face as his other hand let go of your hair.

the empty room was filled with moans, groans, panting and skin clapping that was loud enough for your neighbors to hear.

his hand smacked your ass at least 5 times and you squeezed your eyes closed, releasing a throaty moan “fuck! yes!” you managed to get out.

soon you both heard a pair of tiny feet and a small knock on the door. your eyes went wide along with mingyu’s. “mommy?” the voice called out making you gulp and mingyu let go of your throat so you could answer “yes sweetie?” you called out.

mingyu continued to thrust himself into you which made you look back at him and he just grinned at you. “can you read to me?” your daughter asks “of course, sweetheart, i’ll be there in a bit!” you choked up.

once heard her walk away from the door, you let out the loudest whine “she could’ve heard us!” you scolded mingyu and he shrugged “but she didn't, did she?” he teased which made you roll your eyes “plus i already told you to stay quiet before we started!” he grunted, giving your ass another smack.

“shut it and just finish fucking me” you hugged and his eyebrow raised “fine” was all he said before ramming into you at a quicker pace, filling the room with louder noises of skin clapping.

“fucking hell, mingyu! i’m gonna cum!” you warned, gripping the sheets tighter as the euphoric feeling filled your veins. his eyes darted to the action between your sweaty bodies, seeing a ring of youe arousal at the base of his cock. mingyu tilted his head back, enjoying the way your tight and wet walls feels around his cock which is what made him lose it.

“gonna breed your fucking hole baby” he grunted out “i’m gonna fill you up so good!” was all he said before flipping you over which earned a noise from you. now you were on your back with your legs open and he was still buried inside you, fucking you as rough and hard as he good.

he placed his hands on your hips, digging his nails into your skin. louder whimpers fell from your mouth once he switched angles which had you gripping onto his biceps that you were clinging onto.

“min-mingyu!” was all you managed to get out before your orgasm hit you. your eyes were rolled back, toes curled and head moved back.

his rough thrusts continued until his white warm strings of cum filled you up to the brim and that made you let out a pornographic moan “fuck” mingyu breathed out, stopping his hips completely.

he moved slowly into you, helping you both through your highs until your body reacted to it.

you both heard tiny feet again followed by a small knock which made you quickly cover up “yes, hon?” you called out, still catching up with your breath.

the door opened this time revealing your daughter lil who had one of her stuffed animals in her hand along with a pouty look on her face “what’s wrong?” you asked frowning at her face in confusion “i can’t sleep” she spoke up with a little sadness in her voice.

“why not? what’s going on?” mingyu asked and she shrugged her shoulders. you then reached down and picked up your robe from the floor that he previously took off of you and put it back on….in bed mhm before getting out of it “c'mon” you said to your daughter as you walked towards her about to reach for her hand until you felt a stream of mingyu’s cum dripping down your leg which made your eyes widen once again.

“daddy’s going to take you to bed okay?” was all you said before moving down to give her a forehead kiss.

mingyu raised an eyebrow and you showed him the left behind wet line, and he let out a chuckle and you glared at him before walking into the bathroom to clean yourself up.

he reached down towards his ankles and pulled up the sweatpants he still had on before getting out of bed, sighing.

“let's read that bedtime story, okay?” he asked and lil nodded her head with a smile plastered on her face “okay let’s go”

after the 5th chapter of her favorite book, lil was fast asleep with soft purrs coming from her. mingyu smiled at the sight before getting up from the chair he was sitting on by the bed and leaning over to plant a small kiss on her forehead.

after, he left her room and went back into your shared bedroom and closed the door behind him. he looked up to see you fast asleep.

he tiptoed over towards the bed and pulled the covers back and climbed into it carefully so he wouldn’t wake you up.

mingyu wrapped his arm around your waist, spooning you from behind and placed a small peck on your shoulder.

“night baby” you mumbled out and he smiled a little.

“night, honey”

𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐

#seventeen #seventeen smut #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #seventeen stuff #svt fanfic #svt mingyu #mingyu #svt fluff #seventeen mingyu #mingyu smut #mingyu x reader #mingyu x y/n #mingyu x you #kim mingyu #kim mingyu x you #kim mingyu x reader

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seungkwansphd · 1 year

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room for interpretation [preview]

pairing: lawyer!jeonghan x lawyer!reader word count: 700-ish of TBD 🤡 synopsis: as top of class, you and jeonghan had been many things to each other. enthusiastic rivals, begrudging allies, and...parties to a jokingly written (but legally binding) marriage contingency contract? this piece of paper would've been long forgotten had an unexpected merger not thrown you back into each others' lives. themes: rivals to coworkers to tentative friends to lovers, "if we're both single by X age" marriage contract, probably smut?, angst?, lots of PLOT to be determined.

a/n: i feel like i've been kinda MIA lately, so wanted to share what i've been working on! all of this is a WIP, so lmk ur thoughts

“Jeonghan! YN!” Peter grabbed your hands suddenly, “Look at you. Are you truly resigned to a life of loneliness? You both have strong potential to make partner before thirty five, but are you willing to give up your happiness to do so?”

“I-,” Jeonghan laughed.

Jeonghan thought for a moment. It was back of mind right now, but he did envision himself with a family in the future.

“I don’t plan to compromise on anything,” you laughed, glancing at Jeonghan as Peter went to go refill his beer.

“Oh no?” He raised an eyebrow in interest.

“Certainly not,” you shook your head vehemently. “I’m a catch. I’ll be married before I’m thirty and make partner before thirty-five. I will have it all.”

Jeonghan wanted to roll his eyes and smile at the same time. You had been like this for as long as he’d known you. Confident, smart, and stubborn. You were a huge pain in the ass, but that was also why he respected you. There simply wasn’t anyone else in your class that could give him a run for his money in the way that you did. As a result, you were his frequent sparring partner, even if you wouldn’t consider yourselves friends.

“Good luck with that,” he scoffed, bringing his class to his lips. “Peter has a point. The hours and demands of an associate trying to make partner are crazy. It would be stupid to try and date through all that.”

“It’s not my fault that no one’s interested in you,” you teased.

This wasn’t true at all. While quite the thorn in your side, Jeonghan was also incredibly smart, infuriatingly tenacious, and not difficult to look at by any means. He probably could successfully date while making partner if he wanted to.

Jeonghan’s eyes flicked over you, giving you a withering look.

“We both know that's not true.”

“Not sure why you're so concerned about bagging someone before thirty then,” you goaded him, taking a sassy sip from your glass.

“I prefer to be realistic.”

“It is realistic…for me.”

Jeonghan was staring you down now, eyes narrowed slightly at you in something akin to annoyance. This often happened when you two took up arms.

“Let's make it interesting,” Jeonghan suggested.

You furrowed your brows. This was not a good sign.

“If neither of us is married by the time we're thirty, we'll be each others’ contingency plans.”

“What?” you coughed.

“I mean, it shouldn't be a concern for you, since you’re more than sure you’ll be married by then. And you're so sweet to be worried about whether I'll be married by thirty, so this should put your mind at ease.”

Your eyes swiveled around in your head, trying to understand exactly how he had managed to twist the conversation into this?

“I’ve returned with more alcohol,” Peter announced as he set three more beers on the table.

You shifted away from Jeonghan and faced the beverages with an awkward grimace. You weren't even halfway done with your first beer.

…

“What's happening?” you looked up at Jeonghan with confusion.

You’d been studying tax law in the library when a hand had slapped a sheet of paper over your text. Jeonghan had a triumphant look on his face, almost as if he’d bested you in a mock trial.

“Contract.”

As if that explained anything.

“For?” you asked, rifling through your brain to see if there was some contract related assignment that you had forgotten about.

“Our marriage contingency contract.”

“What?” you made a face at him.

“Legally binding. Feel free to review.”

“I-,” your curiosity took over as you grabbed the document, scanning it over.

Jeonghan wasn’t top of class for no reason. He had really written this in language that was clear. There was little to no room for interpretation. If you signed this, you would be marrying Yoon Jeonghan if you were still single at thirty.

“Nice work,” you gave the contract a gentle pat as you slid it back towards him. “It’s good to practice our writing skills.”

“Aren’t you going to sign?” he asked, eyes glancing to your pen pointedly.

“Are you serious?” you asked, slightly exasperated at his persistence now. “What is the point of this?”

Jeonghan crossed his arms. He’d never taken you for a coward.

“I guess you aren’t that confident that you’ll be married before thirty.”

Your hackles raised. It was funny because you were often commended for sidestepping goading in practice courtroom settings. In fact you prided yourself on it, but this time when Jeonghan laid out the bait, you took it hook, line, and sinker.

#jeonghan fanfic #jeonghan smut #jeonghan x reader #jeonghan fluff #seventeen fanfic #seventeen stuff #seventeen fluff #seungkwansphd:writes #fic preview #wip stuff

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jeonwon-wonwoo · 4 months

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some of my fave shua moments (feat. dk and hannie)

951230: Happy Joshua Day!

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nonranghaes · 4 months

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"it's just me."

you barely get a chance to roll onto your back before soonyoung's already climbing onto the bed and somewhat on top of you and your blankets, and it's only seconds later that he crashes. it's far from the first time this has happened (soonyoung is clingy and cuddly, especially when he's sleepy), but he manages to knock the wind out of you nonetheless. he rests his head on your chest, and you wiggle an arm out to curl around him as best as you can in your semi-trapped position.

"soonyoung--"

"just go back to sleep," he murmurs. "everything's fine."

you stroke his hair, thumb dipping down to graze his cheek at one point. "soonie--"

"i mean it," he says, eyes peering up in the low light to see yours. "i'm fine. just need to nap." his hand finds yours, and he wraps your arm around him as he snuggles in. he plants a kiss against your chest before resting his head against it again, eyes fluttering shut. "you can rest a little longer, too."

you settle back down after a moment, arms wrapped around soonyoung as you shut your eyes again. sometimes you swear this tiger is a teddy bear, but regardless of which he is, he's yours.

#nonranghaes.thoughts #seventeen drabbles #seventeen fluff #seventeen x reader #hoshi x reader #hoshi fluff #kwon soonyoung x reader #kwon soonyoung fluff #nonranghaes.svt #hi sorry i just. needed to write something short n soft #tw for medical stuff in the tags but i need to call hospice abt a catheter bc shes... getting weaker ultimately #which. i dont know if i should be Worried or if this is normal for someone in her condition yknow?#we've started tracking how much she eats bc shes never rly ate much like. Ever. and its hard to know when shes fully pulling back from food #most of the time though its just... quiet. she just sleeps a lot. i dont know what to make of it...#anyway sorry for the small vent here im just... getting through it all ig #i need a soonyoung to cuddle with and to help me feel like i can make it through this

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nuka-rockit · 3 months

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#youtube #adblock #ads #google #FUCK YOU IM NOT BUYING PREMIUM SUCK MY DICK #youre a multi billion company get over it #maybe if you dont want people to adblock dont force them to watch seventeen unskippable ads per video with scam ads on the side #my stuff #ok to rb #yt

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mickeym4ndy · 1 month

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I'm seventeen going under

#if u saw me post this already no u didn't #i made a spelling error i couldn't live with i'm sorry!!#anyway here it is spelled right #mickey milkovich #mickey milkovich edit #shameless #shameless us #shameless edit #gallavich #gallavich edit #ian x mickey #ianxmickey #ian x mickey edit #sam fender lyrics #17 going under #seventeen going under #my stuff

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kveom · 6 months

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seokmin absolutely vibing on running man

#dk #dokyeom #seokmin #seventeen #svtcreations #i tried #not sure how i feel about the..composition of this set #but i couldn't give up any of the intro scenes (with the trees)#and the cropping is a bit weird bc sorry i'm not going back to the days of blurring stuff out unless i need to lol #ANYWAY CUTIE SEOK I'M SO HAPPY FOR HIM #he had such a good time #and i was a running man fan first before i was a svt fan and i've never been more appreciative of how welcoming they are to guests #than this ep #thank you my precious running man members <3

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smilesflower · 1 year

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Moth vs. Seungkwan & Vernon: 1-0 (?)

+ bonus gif:

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sailorjisunq · 5 months

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97z

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cyberkinks · 2 years

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that shirt ── ・ ♡

preview ・ “is it because of my shirt?” “the way your perfect ass looked in that skirt couldn’t leave my mind”

includes ➣ boyfriend!dino, wom!reader ft. some of the members, him teasing you, sexual intercourse, hair-pulling, praising kink, dry humping, dirty talking, breeding kink!?. aftercare? yes.

genre ➣ idol au, boyfriend au, smut, fiction, a little fluff.

warnings ➣ use of swear words, use of pet names, some errors maybe.

plot ➣ you noticed how amazing chan looks in a tight fitted t-shirt and he noticed in silence with a cocky smirk on his face.

disclaimer ➣ this is for entertainment purposes only!

𝐚/𝐧: ❛ enjoy loves :) ❜

you darted your eyes over at your boyfriend who was in the kitchen with his friends as they laughed and talked but you couldn’t focus on anything with the way his abs were showing against the tight fitted shirt his stylist chose for him to wear for today.

you tried your best to look away and ignore it and tried bringing your mind to something else but you couldn’t. it wasn’t distracting, he just looked so good today with the way the stylist did his hair and makeup for today. you were almost close to falling on your knees right in front of him and sucking him off in front of everyone.

‘keep it together’ you thought and took a deep breath, focusing your eyes back on the tv. as you were watching, you heard footsteps walking over towards you and plopped down on the couch beside you. you looked over seeing that it was your boyfriend which made your eyes widen. so much for trying to keep your composure.

“hi baby” chan spoke up, snaking his arm around your waist and squeezed it. you smiled at him “hi” was all you said trying not to focus on his hand that was on your waist.

he frowned “are you okay?” he asked, moving closer towards you and you sucked in a breath as you looked down seeing that his shirt was lifting a bit, showing off some of his lower abs.

you nodded “mhm” you gave him a small smile. his eyes wondered as he tried to think of why you’re acting this way “did i do something before we left?” chan asked and you shook your head “no, i’m just kinda frustrated, that’s all” you cleared your throat and he looked at you noticing your body language and where your eyes went, smirking knowing what that meant.

“hm, is it because of my shirt?” he teased and your eyes widen, looking over at him before looking at the others hoping they weren’t paying attention “uh, why would you ask that?” you raised an eyebrow “i saw you looking at me every since i put my arms through it, y/n” chan chuckled and you felt a little embarrassed to know that he saw you, watching him almost half of the day.

“i’m sorry” you said placing your face in your hands and he laughed a little “baby, it’s fine” chan reassured you, pressing his lips against your head “c’mon” was all he said before removing his hand from your waist to grab yours and walked you to his friends guest bedroom.

“where are you two going?” you heard minghao ask making you turn your head along with chan, glaring “uh, y/n isn’t feeling well” chan lied before continuing to walk us towards the guest room as they snickered at the two of you.

chan opened the door, letting you walk in first. as soon and he walked in and closed the door, you pressed your lips against his placing your hands in his hair which made him chuckle against your lips before moving them down towards his neck, leaving a hickey on it.

“mm i’m sorry but it was killing me” you whined “y/n, it’s okay plus the way your perfect ass looked in that skirt couldn’t leave my mind all morning” he admitted wrapping his arms around you, walking towards the bed and sitting you down on it “i wanted to fuck you in it before we left” you chuckled at his words “why didn’t you?” you asked “we were already running late to get here but now that i’m free for the next few minutes, i’m yours”

with those words being said from him, you laid back on the bed and pulled him on top of you by his shirt pressing your lips against his again. you rubbed your hands all over his chest, feeling on his abs.

“really frustrated, hm?” he teased with a cocky smirk and you chuckled at his words “maybe”. you tugged at the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head and threw it on the floor. you moved your hips against his, letting out a noise “i need you, channie”.

“i know, baby” chan hummed, sliding his hand underneath your skirt and his eyes widen when he realized you weren’t wearing any panties. you noticed his expression and shrugged your shoulders “i didn’t want to wear any today” you smiled innocently.

he glared at you before delivering a smack on your thigh which made you yelp “what was that for?” you pouted as he rubbed the same spot “when did you take them off, y/n?” he asked and you moved around a little “in the bathroom a few minutes ago and i didn’t want to wear any of your boxers” you admitted.

“why not?” chan frowned and you shook it off “no reason, now c’mere” you said pulling him on top of you, pressing your lips against his. he moved his hands to your hips, massaging them gently.

you felt chan pressed himself between your legs, against your bare folds which made you moan into the heated make out session. his lips moved to your neck, leaving hickeys all over “can’t wait to be inside of you, baby” he began to grind against you slowly as he kissed on your collarbone.

you moved your head back, whimpering as your legs hooked around his waist pressing him harder against you. chan began to bump his hips into yours, biting down on your skin gently.

you let out a gasp as you felt yourself clench around nothing “channie” you moaned lowly, squeezing your thighs against his waist “stop teasing!” he tilted his head back as his eyes closed before completely stopping with one last hard bump.

chan then unbuttoned, unzipped and unbuckled his pants before pulling them down halfway and pressed it against your folds making you tense up at the warmth of his cock.

you relaxed again, looking at him while moving yourself against him “cmon baby, please i need you!” you pleaded, gripping onto his biceps “please!”.

“fucking love it when you beg” he moved away from you a little and grabbed at the base of his cock, lining himself up with your hole before slowly penetrating you which made you grip his biceps harder and let out a moan/gasp.

chan sat inside of you for a few seconds before slowly moving his hips into you “i’m sorry princess, they’re gonna need me” was all he said as his pace fastened catching you off guard.

you looked down between your bodies, watching his cock disappear inside of you with each stroke. he buried his face in your neck, groaning lowly “fuck, you’re still tight even after last night” he breathed out before placing a kiss on your neck.

his hands traveled to your legs, spreading them further apart. “channie!” a whimper left your lips as you gripped his biceps harder “i know, i got you” he grunted, moving his hands back down to your hips.

before you knew it, his hips began to move into you a lot rougher and harder into yours with sharp and deep thrusts causing a loud gasp to escape your lips.

chan leaned down to press his lips against yours kissing you deeply as he groaned into your mouth “so fucking tight, baby” his hands gripped your hips tighter, keeping a steady pace.

“r-right there!” you moaned out, moving your hips against his. he looked down seeing a ring of your arousal at the base of his cock "s' good!" you dug your nails into his biceps. one of his hands moved to your hair, gripping and pulling it which made you look at the ceiling "mm! baby! yes!" you squeaked.

as you two were in the zone and fucking each other’s brains out, there was a knock at the door making you both jump. you placed your hand over your mouth to shush your whimpering moans.

“chan! we need you to finish up the photo shoot!” one of the staff members shouted from behind the door, making him panic a little.

“okay, i’m on my way!” he yelled out, controlling his voice.

his hips began to pound into yours, looking down and seeing a ring of your juices around the base of his cock “shit, you feel so good” he half moaned, half groaned.

“channie, i’m so close” you breathed out as your back arched off the bed “me too, baby” chan grunted, harshly quickening his pace.

he watched as your boobs bounced to the same quick rhythm of his cock before placing his hand on one of them, gripping and fondling with it then gave it a small pinch making you squeeze your eyes closed.

“oh my god, i feel you in my stomach!” you whined, moving your hips harder against his. a smile was spread across his lips once you said those words “gonna fill up your pretty hole, is that what you want baby?” you nodded at his words “i wanna hear you say it” he leaned down and wrapped his lips around your other nipple “i-i want you to fill me up!”

your walls tightened around his cock, letting him know you were much closer now “cum all over me” was all he had to say and with a few more hard and rough thrusts, a wave of pleasure flew through your body as you did.

you came so hard around his cock that your eyes rolled back, your toes curled and you dug your nails deeper into his biceps which made him hiss in pain.

chan continued to move into you until his strings of cum filled you up, letting out a deep moan.

he tried his best not to collapse on you while his hips continued moving, helping you both through your highs until your bodies jerked then he stopped.

“chan!” the staff yelled and he groaned in annoyance “just a second!” chan yelled back once again before pulling out of you carefully.

he removed himself from the guest bed and ran to the bathroom to grab a towel.

you laid there trying to catch your breath as your eyes began to close but something wet woke you up and you looked down and saw chan cleaning you. he looked up at you with a smile “couldn’t leave you like this, they can wait”

you chuckled at words while he finished up. you sat up and cupped his face before leaving a peck on his nose and lips “i love you” you hummed “i love you too, y/n but get some rest baby” he placed a kiss on your forehead before getting up to throw the towel in the dirty bin then fixed his clothing.

you crawled to the pillows and laid your head down sideways and he pulled the covers over you.

“chan!?” the staff called out making him huff and open the door “what?” chan frowned “we’re almost done with the photo shoot, hurry up”.

chan locked the door before looking at you who was fast asleep and closed it.

chan walked towards the living room, seeing some of his members looking at him and he frowned “what?” “we heard you two from the hallway” seungcheol commented, making chan’s eyes go wide “ ‘rigHt tHeRE’ “ hoshi mocked your voice, making chan roll his eyes.

“yeah, be more quiet next time”

𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐

#seventeen #seventeen stuff #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen smut #seventeen fanfic #seventeen lee chan #lee chan x you #lee chan x reader #lee chan smut #lee chan fluff #lee chan #seventeen dino #dino x reader #dino x you

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delicadita · 8 months

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booskwan · 2 months

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my favorite vocal unit songs + 🌈

#kpopco #dailybg #17net #svtsource #svtcreations #svtedit #svt #seventeen #vocal unit #*gifs #*svt #for my birthday (a day late) because vocal unit songs are one of my top sources of comfort #anw i really wanted to do more stuff with blending and gradients so <3 #special mention to same3 which is one of my top vocal unit songs ever but i couldnt get the gif to work for the life of me

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haechannabelle · 1 month

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KIM MINGYU — BVLGARI x COSMOPOLITAN

hey guys drawing this made me insane. i'm insane now. but you can still see some of my other portraits here: seungkwan / mark / hongjoong / baekhyun ✨

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minbinchan · 3 months

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JEONGHAN ♡ TO YOU

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waldau · 4 months

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wanna be yours — chwe hansol | 2,208 words | fluff

i'm asexual as fuck (the irony) but friends with benefits to lovers is a delicious trope i would love to see more of. title from i wanna be yours by arctic monkeys.

gender neutral reader. college!au. warnings: mentions of sex but no actual descriptions of anything. also reader is mentioned not to like coffee, because i dislike coffee. soz <3

the last person you expected to see tonight was chwe vernon, dressed in his usual bomber jacket and slacks. yet here he is, crashing into the empty place on the sofa next to you. he doesn't say a word, simply squeezes his eyes shut and throws a hand over his eyes. dino keeps talking like there's been no interruption, but you're hyperaware of the way your legs are almost touching.

you and vernon didn't really run in the same circles before you got together, so it is odd to see him here amidst all of your friends.

"hey," you say, ducking down so you don't disturb the others.

"hurts," he says back, pressing his face into your shoulder. you look around, but no one really seems to be paying attention to you, some of them engrossed in beer pong and the others making idle conversation.

"what does?"

"my...head."

you wince in sympathy. "drank a lot?"

he shakes his head. "not that much. but i can't find seungkwan, and he has the keys to our dorm."

"so you decided to find...me?"

"better you than anyone else."

you don't respond to that, and you can tell by the way his head grows heavier on your shoulder within the next few minutes means he's asleep.

the first few months of your relationship with vernon were based solely on sex. it's the usual story — you met at another of minghao's parties (really, a catalyst for trouble), and hit it off surprisingly well with vernon. there was something you saw between you both and following it ended up with you in his bedroom.

when it was time for you to leave, it somehow didn't feel awkward. so you decided to test the arrangement another time. and another. and it's led you to whatever you have now, which is arguably more complicated than a normal relationship.

for starters, the past few weeks vernon's been visiting your dorm haven't been about sex. no, you've had actual arguments about which lord of the rings movie is the best and why shrek deserves yet another sequel. you've even baked with him, for heaven's sake (which ended not so well).

it's been less about sex and more about you fighting the urge to cuddle vernon when he throws an arm over your shoulder, or when he shares his blanket with you when you're feeling cold (which happens to be your blanket in the first place).

long story short, you like him, and he makes you feel some type of way you can't possibly let him know.

vernon twitches a bit when you pick up your cup from the table, toying with it but not actually drinking from it. you rest your hand on his thigh, hoping he doesn't wake up, while you contribute to the conversation every now and then. you pointedly ignore the looks dino's giving you.

this means nothing. vernon only found you because he knows you the most out of everyone here. he'd be in his own place by now if he'd found seungkwan.

still, there's something about the fact that he trusts you enough to fall asleep on you in front of people he's not entirely familiar with. that has to count for something, right?

people keep entering and leaving the room as the party goes on into the night. when the person next to you gets up to leave, you shift a bit down the sofa and pull vernon's head into your lap so his neck doesn't hurt when he wakes up. dino asks if he should wait for you before he leaves, but you make him go. it's not often you get to be like this with vernon, and you'd much rather he got back in one piece.

it's only when your back twinges and the music begins dying down and you remember you have an essay due next week you haven't begun working on that you decide to wake him up. you look down at the boy in your lap. he looks so much at ease, face devoid of the frown he sports every now and then. you feel almost guilty waking him up.

"vernon," you say, pushing his shoulder. "get up, both of us need to sleep."

vernon blinks his eyes open slowly. "wha'?"

"you. me. sleep. now."

"you want to sleep together? now?"

you trip on your words. "that's not what— i just need my sleep, sol." you bite your tongue at the name that slips out of your mouth. he doesn't mind his close friends calling him that, but you don't think you're there. or you'll ever get there.

"oh," he says, pushing himself up to sit.

"feeling better?"

"much," he says, running a hand through his hair. "but i had to tell you something, actually." he looks shifty. that gets your attention — vernon is many things, but he's never hesitant.

"i, um. i think we should stop seeing each other."

that shocks you the way falling into an icy cold pool would, the water taking no time to permeate your clothes and sting your skin with the cold and rendering you somewhat unable to breathe when it finally hits. "i'm sorry?"

"i said, i think we should stop seeing each other. not that the sex was bad," he says hastily, and you wince. that's a weird thing to say. "no, really. it's been great. it's just...i like someone, like, actually like them, and i feel being in this relationship would be weird."

you can't resist. "do i know them?"

vernon meets your eyes briefly before they dart away to the blank television screen in front of you. "i guess you could say that."

you rack your brains for who it could be. some names pop up in your mind: a girl from his friend group you've spoken to a few times, another from the library, the guy in english lit — but none of them shine as the number one contender for his affections.

you're one of the few close friends vernon has, but it doesn't matter. of course he wouldn't like you like that.

"fine," you say, feeling anything but. "okay."

vernon's looking at you like you're an injured puppy.

"i hope you get with whoever it is," you say, aware you sound a bit snappish, but you don't care. it's not your fault for liking someone as brilliant as vernon, only to be reminded that he doesn't really like you back. you're certain he likes your body more than he likes you, anyway.

"that's it?"

"what?"

"you're fine with it? just like that?"

you frown. "i'm not going to stop you if you want to go. we're not together. you should be with someone you really like."

"sweetheart..."

you shudder at the nickname that falls from his lips. you always like hearing it, more so the fact that vernon says it unconsciously. but now it sounds like a nail scraping against a chalkboard. you're not the sweetheart he wants. "i have a couple of classes in the morning."

"wait. it's a saturday."

"so?"

"we don't have classes on saturdays."

"yeah, well, that's you," you say, pulling out your phone to check the time. it's much later than you expected it to be. "dino's in the lab on weekends and i promised to help him out this time."

"listen—"

"i'll be glad if you let me go, vernon. i shouldn't have stayed this late in the first place."

"why are you acting so weirdly?"

you look up to see him frowning at you. why are you acting so weird, huh?

"i'm not. i just— i don't have to justify anything to you." you know you're being ruder than the situation calls for, but vernon is one of a kind. he'd taken to you despite the fact that you weren't one of the "popular" ones when you started out, and you'd managed to find a lot of common ground with him.

but the fact that you thought he'd like you back was stupidity on your part. you curse dino for hinting vernon might like you back.

"i'm sorry," you say, resting a hand on vernon's arm for a moment. he moves back at the touch and your stomach sinks even further. "i'm sorry this didn't work out. i hope you get with whoever you like. i'm just...tired. a bit. i hope this doesn't mean we'll...stop being friends?" it's a stupid thing to ask, but it's your last resort.

"i would," vernon says, crossing his arms, "if they weren't so dense."

"what?"

"i'd love to get with them if they realized i don't call anyone else sweetheart."

you freeze. you become aware of the people still present in the room, someone laughing, bottles clinking, bass still thumping, but— sweetheart?

"what are you trying to say, vernon?" you ask, making your voice as steady as possible.

"i'm trying to say that the person i want to get with doesn't really understand what flirting is."

you almost drop your phone. "no. vernon, you're not doing this. you don't mean it."

"i do."

"vern—"

"i'm not drunk anymore, see? and i do mean it. i don't just want us to be friends with benefits. i want us to be more. i want to take you out to dinner and stay up hearing you talk about why freud is the worst person you've ever had to read about. i want to watch whatever the heck it is you like. i want to date you. if you want me to, that is."

you're more surprised at how lucidly he's speaking, without a pause, more than what he's saying. but the meaning of his words slams into you like a tidal wave hardly a minute later. "if i want to, he says," you laugh helplessly.

vernon raises a perfect eyebrow. "well?"

you sigh and fiddle with your phone cover. "i don't— i've never been in a real relationship. not a long term one."

vernon moves closer to you, your knees now pressed against each other despite the fact that there's no one else on the sofa you're sharing. you can't even bring yourself to care about all the other people in the room. "really?"

you nod, feeling a strange sense of embarrassment creep up your neck. vernon simply lays a hand on your thigh. "hey. you know that's not a bad thing, right?"

you shrug.

"it's not," he repeats, rubbing his thumb across your knee. "and it doesn't bother me. is that what's troubling you?"

you shake your head. "you're just...the first person to want to be with me, even if it's just for sex."

"hey, it hasn't been all for sex. what about all those movie marathons we had? and that one time i helped you bake a cake for jun?"

"you mean you tried?"

vernon flicks your forehead, but moves in immediately to kiss it. the slight touch has you burning up, and you pray he doesn't feel it. "yeah. tried. but that's the thing, isn't it? it wasn't always about the sex for me. was it...the same for you?"

you can't get yourself to lie now. "it was," you say, putting your phone down and taking his free hand, fiddling with his fingers. "it is. i didn't mean to clam up like that. it's just...i want this with you, too, vernon. i've spent so long thinking about it. i'm sorry."

vernon sighs and runs a hand through his hair. "don't apologize, sweetheart. and it's a relief. i've never felt this way with anyone before. also, i've only had a couple of flings before you, but i really want this to go somewhere. and i want to try it with you."

you try to speak, but nothing comes out. you bury your face in your hands. "aren't you supposed to be drunk?" you ask.

"you always sober me up, sweetheart."

you shake your head and let it fall against the back of the sofa, vernon's hand cushioning the fall. there's silence for a while before he speaks.

"you know, no one's like that."

"like what?" you ask, slightly affronted. "is that supposed to be an insult or a pick-up line?"

vernon laughs a breathy laugh. "no friend with benefits offers to look after their partner when they're bored or drunk or whatever. and they certainly don't show up to basement music shows. you're...really the only person who gets me, you know? but now that i know you, like, really like me..."

"like you back."

you love his grin. "can i take you out on a date?"

"i...don't drink coffee," you say breathlessly.

vernon raises an eyebrow.

"milkshakes. or i could drink coffee, maybe. you like it, so i can try."

"there. again. you're too nice for your own good."

"it's just...me. i can't help— mmph," you get cut off when vernon leans down and presses a kiss to your lips. and another. you push him away before someone notices and teases you.

"i'm going to get some sleep, and we'll meet tomorrow. at a good place. not in my bed."

"you mean today."

"do you want me to cancel on you?"

"no," vernon laughs against your hair. "tomorrow. anything you want."

#i don't know if college dorms allow you to have ovens and stuff in your room so for the sake of this fic y'all live in apartments #chwe vernon #chwe vernon fluff #hansol #hansol fluff #seventeen #seventeen fluff #svt #svt fluff #vernon #fluff #waldau writes #🍃 — svt

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