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writemekpop · 2 years

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Love Doctor | Lee Taemin

5K Follower Series Ep. 28

Summary: You pretend to faint to see sexy doctor Taemin. What happens when he figures out your lie?

Genre: Doctor!Taemin x Patient!Y/n, smut

Word Count: 1.5k

Prompt: “I promise I’ll be good.”

The hard tiles of the hospital floor turn into the soft grasp of a man’s arms.

You crack one eye open. Yes! Just as you hoped, it’s Taemin, or Dr Lee, as he’s better known - one of Seoul City General’s best doctors.

His handsome black fringe has fallen loose, and his forehead is creased with concern. You relish the feeling of his strong, muscled arms supporting you. His smell… it drives you crazy.

You shut your eye again. After all, you are meant to be fainting right now.

Over the past few months, you’ve been coming in to Taemin’s clinic, pretending to have one illness or another. Anything to spend a little time with him. This time, you got even more daring – by pretending to faint in the waiting room.

The fear of getting caught was totally worth it for the sweet bliss of being in Taemin’s arms.

He’s not your average doctor – unless your average doctor is drop-dead gorgeous, ripped, and just about the kindest human being on earth.

The craziest thing is, he seems to have no idea that he makes people swoon left, right and centre.

Even now, you can hear whispers of, ‘Unfair!’ and ‘I want Dr Lee to carry me…” from the other patients.

Soon, you’re propped up with pillows in the bed in his office, and Taemin is taking your pulse. When his fingers touch your wrist, electricity jolts up your arm.

A few moments later, he crosses his arms, frowning. “Y/n… I’ve got to admit it. I’m a little concerned.”

Your heart jumps into overdrive. Has Taemin realised you’re faking it?

“This is the third time you’ve come in this past two months. Now, you’re fainting. But I can’t seem to find what’s wrong with you. Everything seems normal…”

Your heart skips a beat. This is your worst nightmare.

Only, what he says next is worse.

Taemin nods grimly. “I think we’ll have to take further action. Is it okay if I make you a referral to a cardiologist?”

Your eyes widen. “N-no, I’m sure that won’t be necessary!”

Taemin smiles a little. “Don’t worry, we’ll get this cleared up soon.”

You jump up off the bed and stretch your arms. “Ac-actually, I think I feel fine!” You start doing jumping jacks, your shoes squeaking on the floor. “All fixed. No need to call anyone.”

Taemin’s eyes widen at your nimble movement. “How did you just- aren’t you dizzy?”

You realise that in your eagerness… you forgot to act sick. A person who just fainted would not be doing jumping jacks right now.

Taemin’s brows crease deeper. “Y/n…”

And that’s when you realise. You blew it. He’s worked it out.

You sit down, letting your head hang. “I’m sorry.”

Taemin’s voice sounds the most serious you’ve ever heard it; usually he’s warm and friendly. “You’re telling me you pretended to be sick all this time? Y/n – why would you do that?” He sighs. “I thought better of you.”

You look up, your heart sinking at the coldness in his tone. “No! I have a reason.”

His deep brown eyes bore into yours, more intense than ever. “What possible reason could you have?”

You take a deep breath. “What if I said it was… for you?”

Taemin’s mouth opens, then shuts again. He blinks, his movements jerky, like he’s so shocked he’s glitching. “You … but- but-“

Taemin can’t believe what he’s hearing. You, Y/n, went to the massive effort of having yourself carted off the to the nurse’s office for months just because you like him?

He knows he’s considered attractive. Chocolates and wine bottles fill his desk every morning, and elderly ladies ask him to be their boyfriend just about once a week. But he never really cared about any of those people. They weren’t… you.

Suddenly, he realizes that he’d been having a dodgy feeling about your ‘fainting spells’ for a while. Deep down, he knew you were faking.

He must have pushed those doubts down, because he just wanted to see you one more time. To see you, with your black hair scruffily pushed into a ponytail, still managing to look breath-taking. To have you tease him, talk to him not as a doctor, but… as a man. To hold you in his arms, breathe in your maddening scent and imagine just for a second that you’re his.

And now you like him back.

He feels like he’s dreaming.

Taemin sits down on the bed beside you, leaning in close to whisper in your ear. His voice is fast, feverish.

“I really- really shouldn’t.” But your neck is so close to his lips, and he can’t really think straight.

“This is breaking every rule in the book. I mean, you wasted hospital time… I could… report you.” But even as he speaks, his words are getting slower, more tangled up.

You’re turning to face him, your eyes dark and so, so open. Did you always have such thick lashes? Were your eyelids always rose-tinted, your skin so chocolatey brown?

“I made a… I made an oath…”

You press your lips to his, just for a second, and it’s like a shock to every nerve ending in Taemin’s body.

Taemin pushes you off, but gently, just because the kiss felt so good he’s sure he’ll lose control, and he can’t afford that. Not here.

“This… can’t happen. You’re my patient,” Taemin insists. His hand still rests on your chest from when he pushed you off. He quickly removes it.

You say, “And what if I’m not your patient anymore?”

Your heart is beating in double time. This is the moment when Taemin will brush you off, tell you you’re too young, or he has a girlfriend, or he just doesn’t see you that way.

Taemin says, “Then… we’ll just have to find somewhere else to meet.” A smile breaks out onto his face, and it’s so handsome it could make birds sing, like Disney.

Warmth floods your body. Taemin likes you back! Your relationship could be more than fake-patient and doctor!

You grin. “How about that cute little music café on the next street, in a month’s time? I’ll have a new doctor by then.”

Taemin narrows his eyes playfully. “It still hurts to think of you going to some other doctor.”

You smirk. “Well, who’s going to treat me when you break my heart?”

Smiling, he shoots back, “As if. You’re the heartbreaker. I can just sense that you have a long list of ruined ex boyfriends.”

You tap his nose. “You better watch that attitude or you’ll be joining that list, mister.”

Taemin grins. “You mean to say… I’m your boyfriend?”

A blush hits your cheeks. You were caught out. “Maybe…”

Taemin’s eyes burn into yours. He takes your hand, lifts it to his lips and gently kisses it. “It would be an honour to be your boyfriend, Y/n.”

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dubububbles · 3 months

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SHINee's reaction when their s/o is upset with them

(may i please request shinee when their s/o is upset at them? like how they'll cheer them up or ask for forgiveness. ty!)

Requested by Anon

Hope you like it ❤️

Onew:

As an attentive soul, Onew possessed a keen sense of when something troubled you.

If he discovered that he was the cause of your somber mood, he would feel an immediate twinge of concern.

Despite his sometimes cautious nature, he would summon the courage to approach you gently.

With a soft tone and sincere concern reflected in his eyes, he would articulate his worry, asking if you were open to a conversation.

His apology would be heartfelt; filled with regret and a sincere desire to make amends for any missteps he had taken.

“I apologize if I did something to upset you. Can we talk about it, please?”

Jonghyun:

Jonghyun’s compassionate nature wouldn’t be able to bear the sight of your distress.

Whether the source of your pain is related to him or not, he would instantly rush to comfort you.

Enveloping you in his arms, he would shower you with sweet, heartfelt words, assuring you of his unwavering love.

Without hesitation, he would extend his apologies for any anguish he may have unintentionally caused.

Each word and action would be imbued with genuine affection, aiming to make you feel not only loved but safe.

“I’m so sorry, my love. Seeing you upset hurts me too. Let me make things right.”

Key:

Despite his tendency for stubbornness, when Key recognizes his fault in a disagreement, he wouldn’t hesitate to take responsibility.

Offering a sincere apology, he would pull you into a comforting embrace and stroke your hair, making sure to express his regret and a genuine commitment to learn and grow from the situation.

Beneath his pride, there lies a deep desire to never hurt you, and a willingness to mend any emotional wounds caused by his words or actions.

“Sorry, y/n. I realize that I was wrong. I want to do better and make things better between us.”

Minho:

Following a fight, big or small, Minho would grapple with regret and guilt.

Insisting on addressing the issue head-on, he would approach the conversation with a sincere urge for resolution.

Despite the discomfort, he wouldn’t hesitate to openly express his emotions, offering sweet apologies and showering you with affection in the process.

Prioritizing open and honest communication, he would ensure the two of you always understand each other, and undoubtedly your anger would melt away quickly because of his warm approach,

“I’m sorry for the pain I’ve caused. Please, tell me how you feel so that I can make it up to you.”

Taemin:

Valuing peace most of all, Taemin wouldn’t shy away from taking responsibility when conflict arises, sometimes even when it may not entirely be his fault.

In light of a disagreement, he would approach you afterward with a sincere apology and speak about his commitment to making things right.

His heartfelt, and evidently guilt-ridden, words would convey a desire to mend any lingering distress and give his all to rebuild trust and understanding.

“I want to take responsibility even when it’s not just my fault. I don’t want to see you hurt. I’m very sorry, y/n.”

#shinee reactions #shinee scenarios #shinee drabbles

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chicken-fifi · 7 months

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Artist / Character: Minho (SHINee; soloist)

Title: Possessed

Prompt: demons

Requested by: self choice

Tagging:

“Minho?” you asked looking at the man sitting at the edge of your bed staring off into the distance out the window of your high rise apartment. “Minho?”

Still no response. While it wasn’t uncommon for your boyfriend to ignore you while he was deep in thought, he would at least make some sort of noise of acknowledgement. He would never just sit there in silence under the guise of ‘selective hearing.’ You went closer climbing into your side of the bed and shuffling towards him, you reached your hand out touching his bareback.

“Babe, I like to be able to wish you a ‘goodnight’ to your face and not your back.”

You noticed the way his muscles tensed at your touch but didn’t say a word despite how unusual it was. But at least he turned his head slightly, giving you a glimpse of his face over his broad shoulder. Your eyes widened as you took him in.

That was not Minho.

Minho doesn’t have glowing red eyes or small horns protruding from his head. “He’d like to wish you a goodnight too,” whatever it was in front of you said. “Too bad you won’t be waking up from it.”

#event #event masterlist #october event #october event masterlist #thrills and chills #thrills and chills event #thrills and chills event masterlist #shinee #shinee drabbles #shinee minho #shinee choi minho #minho #choi minho #minho drabbles #choi minho drabbles

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yootaesowlwrites · 2 years

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We Need To Leave - Key / Kim Kibum

A86— “The more I look at you, the more I think we need to leave.”

Warnings: Humour, suggestive, ass grabbing.

W/C: 941.

“Kibum, come on, let’s just go in,” You say, holding onto his hand and trying to pull him up the stairs towards the venue, you and his friends had all pitched in to get the place and organised a birthday party for him, but he was currently having none of it. “Come on, it could be something interning.”

“And what if it’s not?” He asks. “What if we crash someone else’s party?” You were feeling frustrated with him, but you had to get him inside without giving anything away. “What if it’s fans?”

“You won’t know if you don’t come along,” You say, hoping that the tactic would work. “And if it is, we can always have an adventure through the city then, what do you say?” You watch as he places his other hand on his hip to look at you. “Kibum, come on.”

“Okay, okay, no need to get snappy with me,” He says, you could hear the sass in his tone, and you wanted to roll your eyes, but you resist the urge. “Let’s go see what’s happening then,” You smile in victory before guiding him up the stairs and into the doors, it was quiet, but the lights were all on and everything was set up, the bartender was the only person you could see moving. “Well… it’s a dead party.”

“SURPRISE!” Everyone yells as they jump out from their spot, you look at Kibum and see the shock on his face, and an emotion you couldn’t quite place your finger on ringing in his eyes.

“I, oh, whoa, you…” He stutters out, unable to find the right words. “For me?” His hand releases yours to bring both his hands to his chest, a smile begins forming on his lips. “Wait, is this why you’ve been nagging me to get in here?” You nod your head.

“I knew that’s why we waited so long,” Minho says. “I can’t believe you were being stubborn,” He walks towards you both and places his hand on Kibum’s shoulder. “We waited almost an hour for you, we were starting to think you weren’t coming.”

“No, he was being stubborn outside,” You mutter. “But the birthday boy has made it to his party,” You smile up at Kibum, music suddenly starts playing and Kibum was lead into the awaiting crowd while you made your way to a seat to rest your aching feet and legs after struggling to get him inside for almost forty minutes, you smile at some of his friends and greet them, striking up a conversation with some of them as you rest, hours pass, and you had moved away from the table, and you were now standing at the bar drinking a glass of water, it was nearing one in the night and the party hadn’t shown any signs of slowing down, you had only caught glimpses of Kibum through the night, making you happy that he was enjoying himself.

“If I had known you were trying to get me to come to my own party, I wouldn’t have put up such a fight,” Kibum says as he leans over the bar next to you, you chuckle and put the glass down. “I’d have made it easy for you.”

“Oh, would you have?” You ask, a teasing smile on your lips. “But would it have been such a big surprise if I did tell you it was for you?” He looks at you for a moment, his eyes slowly lowering over your form.

“Touché,” He mutters, his eyes continuing to drop down your form. “I was thinking we’d be home early,” You hum and look around the venue. “But right now… the more I look at you, the more I think we need to leave,” You snap your head back to him. “As beautiful as you look tonight,” You feel his hand on your waist and feel him slide it lower, over your thighs and to the inside of your thighs. “I think your clothes would look better on our bedroom floor,” You take his hand and pull it away right before his fingers could slide any higher.

“You want to abandon your party to go home?” You ask, your eyes fluttering slightly, you feel his other hand on your waist before he pulls you closer, his hand slides to your back and slowly over your asscheek before squeezing it.

“I do… so badly right now,” He mutters, his breath hitting your face as he spoke, he leans closer, moving his face to the side of your head. “I want to devour you to end off the celebration of my birth,” You swallow, feeling heat rising up your neck and towards your cheeks. “And I’ve now spoken to everyone here tonight, and now I feel like I need to avert my attention back to you.”

“Kibum…” You whisper, you could feel your insides shifting at his tone of words, his hand almost grips your ass harder, his fingers slipping towards your covered folds, and you feel them graze against them, your eyes fall shut in an instant at the feeling.

“Come on…” He mutters, his lips now brushing against the shell of your ear. “Let’s go home,” You bite the insides of your cheeks, swallowing, your breathing picks up. “Let me thank you for not giving up to get me inside,” It only took a nod from you for him to pull you towards the exit, without giving you a chance to say goodbye to anyone, not that he had said his goodbye either, he was too hastily to get back home to pause and say his farewell.

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sunflowercheol · 2 years

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Skeletons

Kibum x Y/N

Word Count: 207

Warnings: curse word(s)

A/N: sorta unedited lol

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“Why did we have to go through this creepy place?” Kibum whispers harshly as he tugs on your sleeve.

“It’s the faster way home, and because SOMEONE didn’t want to go home yet,” you emphasize, making direct eye contact with him. “We couldn’t leave when it was early. Now we have to walk back and to make up for it, you will walk through this.”

“No because what kind of person thinks that hiding skeletons in the freaking alley to be funny?” he hisses as he grabs onto your arm.

“I don’t see anything wrong with it?” you hold in a laugh as he tightens his grip on your arm.

“Nothin- OH HOLY FUCK,” Kibum screams and jumps back, placing you in front of him when a skeleton pops up from a sitting position.

“Wow, thanks for saving my life,” you mutter sarcastically when he finally calms down.

“No cause why are bones so scary? We literally ARE bones- AHHH!” he screeches and takes off to the exit of the alley leaving you by yourself.

“Yup, that will be some good blackmail,” you laugh as you take your phone out of your pocket. You save the video and casually walk towards the exit where Kibum took off.

#sunflowercheol’s 31 days of halloween #kim kibum #kim key #key drabbles #kibum drabbles #shinee key #shinee kibum #shinee key drabbles #shinee kibum drabbles #shinee drabbles #shinee

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mykoreanlove · 1 month

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the smut bundle

for when you want to get freaky, empty hands are recommended

CHAN - fuck me 5 senses? // cooking up a storm piece of cake // just another day at the dorms // in character // Christopher // preggo by chan

CHANGBIN - just another day at the dorms // home workouts

MINHO - how to tame a cat // just another day at the dorms // serum

HYUNJIN - afterparty // wanna bet? // keep me up // special birthday

HAN - just another day at the dorms // brr brr

FELIX - Articulate // fighting with Felix be like // just another day at the dorms

SEUNGMIN - just another day at the dorms

CROSSOVER - deceptive bonds (hyunjin, Felix) // 🫧🫧🫧 (Minho, hyunjin) // 3+1 (3racha)

JACKSON - acts of intimacy // backseat love

JUNGKOOK - on a drug case

TAEMIN - new heights // lazy Sunday // friendship service // bite me // first dates

EUN WOO - say please?

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babyjakes · 5 months

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a diamond's gotta shine.

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompt | toys

pairing | soft!daddy!lloyd hansen x little!reader

warnings | ddlg (daddy!lloyd, little!reader.) super soft!daddy!lloyd, just how we like him! butt plug (and me not knowing shit about luxury brands lol.) reader has an oral fixation; sucking and licking. anal prep/fingering/stretching. clit rubbing <3. mostly praise and encouragement. an orgasm as reward, yay!! implied aftercare. err hints at exhibitionism later? idk just to be safe.

word count | 1,425

an | this wasn't really the plan for this prompt originally, but i woke up today and decided i wanted a fic of lloyd gifting reader a luxury butt plug so we're just rolling with it lol. this one's dedicated to my sweet sweet angel sabby @hansensgirl hope you're well bby, and happy holidays to you!! <33

"C'mon, princess. Up on my desk."

Lloyd was gently nudging you toward the large surface, which he had suspiciously cleared off from its usual state of mild disarray. You lifted a curious brow at the broad man, earning a pearly grin as he gently stepped in to sweep you up in his arms. Lifting you effortlessly onto the desktop, he set you down with care, as if you were the most delicate and precious thing in the world. He trailed a playful hand up your thigh, fingertips teasing at your skin through the silky fabric of your nylons. "Daddy," you hummed eagerly, letting out a soft squeak as he gently pinched at your tender flesh.

"Panties off, baby. Lay back for me," Lloyd instructed steadily. And he sure as hell didn't have to ask twice.

As you moved quickly to remove and discard your hose and panties, you couldn't help but try to sneak a peek at what your daddy was up to as he made his way to the other side of the desk, opening up a drawer and pulling something out discreetly. He then strode over to one of the couches in the middle of his office, grabbing a few throw pillows before returning to you. "Here you go, angel. Let's get you nice and comfy," he murmured, propping you up with the pillows supporting your back.

"Daddy," you whined again, a hint of neediness now present in your voice. Lloyd smiled as he brought up the gift to finally show you; the contents of his hands made you gasp. A beautiful plug, shiny gold, with a stunning ring of crystals embedded along the base. "Oh Daddy," you breathed, unable to take your eyes off the glittering piece.

"Genuine Winstons," Lloyd told you proudly, taking a small bottle of lube from his pocket and placing it on the desk beside you. "Only the best for my princess, of course."

"So pretty, Daddy," you remained in awe, earning a loving chuckle from the man as he watched you be entranced by the gift.

"I'm glad you think so, sweetheart. Now be a good girl and open up for Daddy, need you to get this nice and wet for me while I'm prepping you." He teased the tip of the plug against your glossy lips, guiding one of your hands up to hold the base. You sucked and licked happily at the metal's impressive curve as Lloyd got to work between your legs.

He parted your feet, bending your knees up to lie at either side of you as your dress slipped up easily in cooperation with his efforts. Pausing, he took a moment to revel in the sight of you. His gaze fell to your perfect folds as they sat before him on display. With a low hum of approval, he brought a gentle hand up to smear your wetness around teasingly. "Look at you, already getting wet for Daddy. That's my good girl," he smiled as he brought a finger down to begin gently prodding at your tighter little hole.

Still working the toy you'd been given between your pouty lips, you let out a whimper at your daddy's tentative nudges. You gasped softly at the feeling of a cold glob of lube being dripped onto you. Heat rose up through your cheeks in slight humiliation as the slippery mess was worked thoroughly over your puckered rosebud. "Okay baby," Lloyd hummed encouragingly, "time to open up this pretty little hole. Are you gonna be good for Daddy and take it?" You offered the sweetest nod you could manage, earning a beaming grin from the mustached man. "Of course you are. My sweet little girl," he crooned lovingly, giving no further warning before starting to push his first digit past your difficult outer ring.

You squirmed gently, big pleading eyes looking up at Lloyd as you let out a weak whine. "Hmmph... Daddy..." your voice wobbled.

The tall man brought his unused arm up to stroke back your hair in a calming manner. Furrowing his brow in gentle concern, he did his best to soothe you. "Shhh, my love," he cooed as his large finger worked up to the first knuckle, then the second, gradually stretching out your sensitive walls. "That's it, see? Nice and gentle. Look so pretty like this, taking Daddy's fingers up your sweet little bottom. My pretty girl," he kissed your forehead, holding you steady as he began introducing a second finger.

It was a slow, steady process; Lloyd knew that it had to be. He rarely played with you like this, mostly due to how much you struggled to take anything up your poor little ass. But he hoped that getting you a toy like this might help you adjust to the unfamiliar sensations; you had discussed prior that you'd like to do some proper anal training and play. Needless to say, you both felt this was the perfect first step in that endeavor.

Once you were comfortably and confidently taking two fingers, Lloyd finally felt ready to transition you over to your shiny new toy. "That's it, sweetheart. Fuck, so perfect for me," he was chuckling as your hips bucked up to meet his hand, his digits driving steadily into you. Much of the initial discomfort was gone, replaced with the most deliciously sinful burn blooming in the base of your tummy. Your eyes were shining with pride as you looked up hopefully at your daddy. Kissing your forehead again, Lloyd nodded as he slowed his fingers to a stop, retrieving the now-soaking plug from your drooling lips.

"Okay princess. Here we go-" You hummed eagerly as the tip of the gold bulb was rubbed up against your slippery opening. Lloyd surprised you a bit by bringing his free hand up to gently dip into your leaking pussy; much to your daddy's delight, you had made quite the mess during his generous preparation period. He dragged his fingertips up further, liberally smearing your glistening arousal over your clit to coax the tiny pearl out from under its protective hood with his expert touch. Your knees were trembling as he began working the nub in steady circles, while finally beginning to ease the large plug up into your awaiting walls.

"O-oh my- Daddy," you mewled as the warm, slick piece of metal stretched you out across its broad curvature. At its widest circumference, the object's insertion was bordering on painful. Lloyd's eyes never left you as he did his best to rub your clit faster, hoping the added stimulation would help ease the burn.

"Almost there baby, almost there," he promised, letting out a breath of relief in tandem with your own as you finally made it past the peak, the rest of the toy slipping perfectly into its place with little effort. As the glittering base nestled itself between your smooth cheeks, Lloyd looked on in pleasure and pride. "There," he hummed lowly, gently giving the center a few taps, earning the sweetest little whimpers from you. "What do you think, angel? Has someone earned an orgasm?"

His pace was quickening over your clit before you could even process his words. Hands flying down to grip the edges of the desk below you, you nodded desperately. "Y-yes Daddy, please Daddy!"

Your daddy smiled as he continued his steady rubbing, finding your sweet spot with ease. It wasn't long before you were reaching up to cling to his sturdy arm, your breaths stuttering as you chased your release. "That's it, baby. Go ahead and come for me. Been such a brave girl for Daddy," the man allowed, nodding as your high ripped through you.

"Daddy, o-oh Daddy! Aahhh-" you cried, the plug lurching within you as your poor little cunt clenched down on nothing. You were carried lovingly through your high, Lloyd's fingers only slowing as your spasms and contractions finally began to cease.

"That's my girl," he murmured gently, reaching up to brush your hair back out of your face as he gave your pussy and puffy button a few playful pats. "Now what d'you say we get you cleaned up, huh princess?" You were too weak to respond, only managing a lazy nod as you slumped against the pillows behind you, struggling to catch your breath.

He moved from your side momentarily to grab a cloth from one of the desk drawers. "Oh, but sweetheart- the toy stays in," he informed you with a wink. "We're having guests over later; Daddy wants his pretty girl to shine."

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batty4steddie · 2 months

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Steve began to feel a little jealous of Eddie’s hair after he started using Steve’s shampoo. Eddie’s curls were already beautiful, but now they were more defined. They were bouncy, buttery soft and shinier than ever. Steve loved to bury his nose in them when he kissed Eddie’s head in the morning—and again at night before he fell asleep. He also didn’t mind when Eddie used his lap as a pillow. Steve would run his fingers through them mindlessly while they watched TV, ruffling Eddie’s bangs every now and then. Steve spent half the time looking down at Eddie instead of whatever they were watching. Eddie was so pretty. Steve found himself saying that out loud more often than just thinking it. Eddie’s reaction was almost always the same: he would scrunch up his nose, his cheeks would flush the nicest, rosiest shade that complimented his skin tone, and he would argue that Steve was much better looking than he was, so Steve doubled down. “It’s true, Eds. You’d think people would’ve called you ‘The Hair’.”

#steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie drabble #sharing shampoo #jealousy #eddie's hair needs to be mentioned more #talk about a good wig #fluff #eddie the hair #maybe he’s born with it #🦇#hair so healthy it shines #hair worship

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angelxd-3303 · 9 months

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To say that Nimona had made it an uphill battle for Ambrosius was a tragic understatement. Ever since she'd reappeared in true chaotic fashion, the 'Golden Boy' didn't think he'd ever received more dirty looks. With Nimona incessantly pressing herself between him and her 'boss', Ambrosius was left wondering if this was how others had seen him. Back before...yeah...

Even now, weeks later, Nimona was cuddled into Ballister's side while swatting Ambrosius with her tail. It was a scarlet whip like appendage with an arrowhead tip, and Bal grasped it to keep her from smacking him again. Nimona huffed, shifting into an otter and snuggling into Ballister's lap. The brunet ran his fingers through her fur, sighing deeply.

As annoying as it was to be pushed away from his boyfriend, Ambrosius had to admit that he was grateful for Nimona's protectiveness. The way she defended Bal, even when the whole world stood against him.

'Including me.' He thought bitterly, looking away. He and Ballister had talked about the whole thing, of course. They'd spent many days after the collapse of the wall sitting in Ambrosius' apartment crying and holding each other through choked apologies. Once it got out that Bal had been living in a broken down tower, Ambrosius had spared no expense in fixing it up so they could move in together. Since everything that happened, he wanted nothing more than to get out of the city. Now they sat in the newly renovated tower living room, scrolling through Netflix to wind down for the evening.

There were times where Ambrosius wondered if he'd ever regain the kind of relationship he had with Ballister before. Did he completely mess it all up?

"Hey, can you grab the popcorn Bambi?"

Ambrosius' breath caught in his throat. He hadn't heard that nickname since they were kids! He and Nimona both whipped around to stare at Ballister. The brunet was transfixed on the TV, clearly unaware of his slip-up. A fond smile spread across Ambrosius' face, and he stood up. As he walked around the back of the couch, Ambrosius placed a gentle kiss to Ballister's temple.

"Sure thing, Thumper."

Ambrosius strolled into the kitchen, chuckling at the rapid footsteps behind him. Nimona grabbed his arm, jerking him down to her level.

"What the hell?? Bambi?! Thumper?! Wha-?!" She sputtered. Ambrosius laughed, setting up the popcorn machine.

"Heh, yeah. Kind of an inside joke." He replied. Nimona gestured impatiently. Ambrosius smiled softly.

"Well, when we were kids, Bal had a hard time... pronouncing things. He didn't have access to a lot of the education that I did, and he kinda found other ways to say things."

"So he started calling you Bambi?"

"Well, it's easier than Ambrosius, right?" Nimona shrugged.

"I guess so." Ambrosius chuckled.

"The teachers at the Institute all thought it was so cute that no one corrected him. I gotta admit... it's nice to hear it again." Nimona tilted her head as Ambrosius leaned back against the counter.

"Yeah?" He nodded.

"I...I feel sometimes like everything I did to him has ruined our relationship. Like we'll never be as close as we were. I guess hearing it kinda..." He struggled to explain.

"Reminds you that the foundation is still there." Nimona finished. Ambrosius looked up at her, surprised. She raised a brow.

"What? I wasn't born yesterday. I'm older than both of you combined." She deadpanned. Ambrosius chuckled, pouring the popcorn into bowls.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." As they returned to the couch, Nimona leaned in to whisper:

"You know I'm never letting you live this down, right 'Bambi'?" Ambrosius gave her a fake look of annoyance, face splitting into a grin as they sat down.

If Ambrosius noticed that Nimona let him sit next to Ballister on the couch, he didn't say anything. Counting it as a victory, he pulled Bal into his arms and cuddled him close.

'I've got to be the luckiest man alive.' He thought, as Ballister melted into his arms just as he did before. Nimona leaned into his side with crossed arms, not without giving him a light smack with her tail.

#ambrosius goldenloin #ballister boldheart #ballister x ambrosius #Nimona #i.e. the golden retriever and the shark have a bonding moment #fic drabble #Ambrosius is a big puddle of guilt #I'm just imagining little Bal calling for “Bambi!” from across the schoolyard and his knight in shining armor coming to see what's happening #nimona is slowly learning to trust Ambrosius #she ain't making it easy for him tho #protective Nimona

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spacequokka · 5 months

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Pairing: vamp!Jinki x Reader Genre: Vampire AU, Fluff Rating: PG Summary: Jinki has a surprise for his favorite human. Word Count: 0.9k Warnings: None, really. Blood drinking mentioned but not done.

A/N: Happy birthday to one of the cutest leaders I know <3

No matter how many times Jinki ran his hands over his cream slacks, he couldn't get rid of the sweaty palms sensation. Sure, his body hadn't produced sweat in centuries but that fact did little to the feeling go away.

Today was the day.

All the paperwork was done. Any registration fees were paid. He just needed to ask you. Make it official on paper.

A quick glance at his watch reminded him that you should be getting off the bus soon. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.. Everything would be alright. Even if you rejected his request, it wouldn't be the end of the world.

You knocked on the door lightly. It'd be difficult, if not impossible, for other people to hear it, but you knew he could be deep in his basement and still pick up the sound. He opened the door and smiled. "____, welcome."

You smiled sweetly and stepped inside. "The storm's starting to kick up. I brought my overnight bag, just in case." You held up the leopard print backpack. "Hope that's okay."

He nodded and closed the door. "Of course it is. I prefer it over traveling so late."

You laughed. "Somehow I knew you'd say that." You stepped close and poked his cheek, eyeing the reaction of his skin. "Hm, you're a little dryer than usual." You stepped back and peeled off your scarf and coat. "Have you been overdoing it again?"

He avoided your perceptive gaze. "It couldn't be helped. I needed to pickup documents and return them as quickly as possible."

You sighed and turned on your heel. "Then we should go ahead and get started." You beckoned him to follow with a few curls of your finger. Like a lovesick puppy, his feet obeyed. It wasn't until you pulled your shirt collar away from your throat that he even noticed you were seated, waiting for him to drink his fill.

"Oh, no." He shook his head to clear away the fog. "I wanted to talk with you first."

"Oh?" You blinked then let go of your shirt. "What about? Is it my work schedule? I can request to get off earlier, but I'm not sure my boss will allow it."

"Well, yes but not exactly." He went to his desk and plled out the contract he picked up from H&V Resources. "You made a comment last month about how it'd be easier to be a live-in donor--"

"You glanced at him then at the papers in his hand before jumping to your feet. "Is that--" Fear and sorrow flowed from your pores like a thick, bitter syrup completely unlike your usual light floral scent. "Oh. I-I didn't mean to upset or offend you. It's just been a mess at work and being with--I'm mean, around you--Oh, God. Please don't fire me--"

He shushed you with a cold fingertip against your trembling lips. "I wouldn't dream of it." When he was certain you'd calmed down, he held up the papers. "It took me a while to get permission and the permits, but I'd like to ask you to be my personal live-in donor."

Your jaw dropped.

"As you said then, it'd be much easier if you lived here with me." He gestured to your surroundings. "I have plenty of space. I'm offering a six-figure salary as well as health and life insurance." He passed the papers to you.

"Mr. Lee, that's a lot of money."

"I realize that. That's why I hoped to have you take on the role as my personal assistant with my company as well. You could help me avoid 'overdoing it,' as you say. It'd benefit you as I wouldn't need to feed as often." When that thoughtful look settled on your face as you flipped through the pages, the sweaty palms came back. He shoved his hands into his pockets. "Feel free to take your time to look over--"

"Where's a pen?" You searched the top of his desk and found one. Before he thought to stop you, you were going through and signing and initialing wherever highlighted.

"I-I thought you'd want to take your time to read it thoroughly." It was a lot to process given all the disastrous ways he imagined things turning out.

"It's a no-brainer. I hate my other job and we get along great. On top of that, you're essentially offering a way to turn my life around. Even one year working for you would pay off my debts." Your words were rushed and your hand shook as you blitzed through the contract. "Imagine me being able to lease a car!"

Your happiness was contagious, treating him to a richer flavor of your scent he'd never experienced. "I'd be happy to help you get a car. I could also loan you one of mine as a company car."

You paused and looked at him with a mixture of shock and glee. "I've never had a car with a company car before." Doubt flittered through your mind. "Are you sure you want me for this?" Worry filled your eyes and it melted his heart.

"____, dear. May I be brutally honest with you?" When you nodded he took one of your hands in his. "You are one of the most brilliant, endearing, and compassionate people I've ever met. There's no one else I trust, or want, to give this position to."

"Thank you so much." You blushed then returned to the contract. You scribbled your name on the final page and handed the stack to him. "It'll be a pleasure living with you."

He chuckled and accepted the contract. "I'm almost positive the pleasure will be all mine."

#shinee drabbles #onew drabble #jinki drabble #shinee fluff #onew fluff #jinki fluff #onew x you #onew x reader #jinki x you #jinki x reader

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emile-tb · 3 months

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A long overdue drawing of Black (Black belongs to @blackkatdraws2!)

#tsp #tspud #the stanley parable #tsp narrator #narratorverse #paraverse #my ass does NOT know how to draw any sort of shine lmao😭#I think my art block has genuinely withered away holy moly I've been making so much art #my art #emiletb art drabbles

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dubububbles · 4 months

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SHINee scenario: s/o is an astronomer

(Hii, I don't know if you accept requests, but I'll leave it here.ツ You could do a scenario with Shinee: where Y/n is an astronomer. 🔭 Thanks In Advance! 🙋🏻‍♀️♥️)

Requested by bird-pinkxx

I tried to explore some different types of scenarios. Hope you like it ❤️

Onew:

Onew would be completely unaware of the surprise you had in store for him when you brought him to your workplace. On your end, you had been planning this evening for some time; an evening to share more of your passion with him.

From the very first moment the two of you first crossed paths, he had been fascinated by your role as an astronomer, and the prospect of delving deeper into your world only induced his curiosity.

As you guided him through the observatory, he would undoubtedly be exceptionally excited. And as you provided an up-close view of the cosmos through the lens of one of the bigger telescopes, a gentle smile would grace his lips.

“The universe is not nearly as beautiful as you.”

Jonghyun:

Under the canvas of an enchanting midnight blue and star-filled sky, you and Jonghyun arranged a romantic outdoor date in a quiet field of grass.

Far away from the bustling city noises and glare of bright lights, it was just the two of you, happily basking in the vast peacefulness and each others’ company.

Soft blankets were laid out on the grass, providing a comfortable spot for you to lie down and gaze up at the cosmos. Jonghyun would offer his arm to support your head, and attentively listen as you told tales of ancient stars and hidden galaxies.

“In my eyes, you shine brighter than a thousand stars.”

Key:

As Key returned to the apartment you both shared after a day at work, he was greeted by your radiant smile and bubbling excitement.

Puzzled, and mildly amused, he would ask you what was going on, prompting you to laugh as you took his large hand in both of yours and led him to your bedroom.

Recently, you made a discreet purchase of a captivating astronaut lamp designed to illuminate any room with beautiful cosmos patterns. You intended to give your boyfriend a firsthand glimpse of the universe’s unmatched beauty, hoping that it would convey the enchantment that had always drawn you to it.

“Moving forward this space is our celestial haven.”

Minho:

While on a nighttime stroll with your boyfriend, you couldn’t refrain from admiring the beautiful sky above.

Excitingly, you pointed towards various constellations and distant stars and spoke about their origins. Minho, ever so curious, would ask questions, demonstrating a genuine interest in understanding your passion.

After all; he wanted to know every part of you there was.

With a content smile, he would listen to your theories of what could be found outside of Earth and the infinite possibilities of alternative universes.

“I want to be together with you in every universe.”

Taemin:

Well aware of your astronomy background and interest, Taemin would plan out a special surprise for your anniversary.

Deviating from your normal outings to public places or restaurants, you went for a short hike up to one of Seoul’s many mountains.

Taemin had learned that the sky was more visible away from the city’s pollution, and he wanted to ensure you had the most breathtaking view possible. It would be his way of saying ‘I love you’ in a grand and thoughtful manner.

“You know that I would love you even if you were an alien, right?”

#shinee scenarios #shinee reactions #shinee drabbles

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chicken-fifi · 2 years

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Minho (Shinee) Drabble - Merman

Description: You're on the pier late at night and fall in after seeing something you shouldn't have

Warnings: Minho is a warning in his own right. I mean look at him. Not really a scary one here, though

Word Count: 389 words

It was eerie sitting alone on the pier so late at night, you knew that very well. But that hadn’t stopped you from venturing out of your beach house and going there anyways. With the full moon high above, the current heading to the shore was shimmering beautifully. You took in a deep breath closing your eyes as the scent of the sea filled your nostril and went to your lungs. A refreshing feeling.

The splashing of water grabbed your attention, eyes snapping open and looking around for the source of the noise. Your irises landed on a small round object rising just above the water. It was a head. You screamed, attempting to scramble up to your feet and run away only to lose your footing and fall straight into the cold water. You flailed your arms and legs in panic, trying to push yourself back up to the surface, afraid of whatever was lurking in these waters.

Hands settled on your waist pushing you up. Finally getting a breath of air, you didn’t register that your hands went to whoever, or rather whatever was holding you up above the surface, clinging to their body for dear life. The same hands hoisted you up further, pushing you back onto the pier. Coughing, you looked over your shoulder expecting your hero to climb up onto the pier as well.

Nothing.

You crawled over to the edge and peered carefully, shuffling backward in fear as a head poked out of the water scaring you.

“Are you alright?” he asked, peering at you oddly.

You nodded looking at him. He was naked, his torso well toned and sculpted by the gods themselves. Your eyes continued to trail down, widening as you saw his skin transition into scales near his waistline. You looked at his eyes again, stuttering as you tried to get words out.

“You’re- you’re- you’re-”

He looked at you oddly again before looking down. He pursed his lips before hoisting himself up onto the pier with his arms, tail whipping up beside him. He looked at you again, leaning forward just a bit, face close to yours, lips just barely brushing.

“I’m Minho,” he whispered, hands going to your face and holding you in place. “Thank you for freeing me.”

Without warning, he kissed you, your vision going black.

Tagging: @iamthecabbage@confusedchildsstuff@multistan-kpopfanfics @steph0707 @irishxgem if you would like to be tagged and aren't please let me know!

#fear fest/kinktober #fear fest/kinktober event #fear fest/kinktober drabbles #fear fest/kinktober masterlist #shinee #shinee drabbles #shinee minho #shinee choi minho #minho #choi minho #minho drabbles #choi minho drabbles

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yootaesowlwrites · 2 years

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Not As Damaged - Lee Taemin

A2— “I’m not as damaged as I seem, I swear.”

Warnings: Hurt!Reader, fluff.

W/C: 900.

You look up, tears glossing over your eyes, you were trying to hold them back, you didn’t want him to know that you were hurt, but he could already tell that you had hurt yourself with the fall, he quickly jogs towards you, concern filling his eyes.

“Y/n,” He calls out, stopping in front of you, his snapback covering his eyes from anyone recognising him, you were running when your ankle had suddenly twisted wrong, and you fell down, your ankle throbbing and burning with pain, “Oh, shit, oh, are you okay?” You could hear the concern in his tone, the worry in his eyes.

“I’m fine,” You say, your tone giving away the pain that was going through you, you sniff, and he moves closer to you, his eyes falling on where your hand was on your ankle. “I’m good, I’m good.”

“I can hear you’re not,” He sighs out, he moves his hand to yours, wanting to move it aside, so he could take a look. “I can hear it and see that you’re not,” He gently takes your hand and slowly moves it away from your ankle.

“I’m not as damaged as I seem, I swear,” You try and lighten the mood, but when you gave you a look, you quickly stopped giggling and looked down at your ankle.

“It’s swollen, and you want to try and downplay it, Y/n?” He asks, you smile a sheepish smile, still not looking at him, you move his hand away from your ankle and move to stand. “No, no, let me help, gosh, it’s probably throbbing and burning so much.”

“I’m okay, it’s okay, Tae,” You say, but he ignores you and helps you to your feet, you wince as the pain intensifies, and you shift most of your weight to your other ankle.

“Can you make it to the car?” He asks, you nod your head, giving him a confident smile, although he looked unsure, slowly, but surely you did make it to his car and he helped you in. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Hmm, I’m okay, it’s all okay,” You say, you didn’t want him to know how intense the pain actually felt, he was already concerned enough, and all you wanted to do was go look at the fishes in the lake, and now you were in his car, in pain, not even being able to see the fishes anymore.

“You don’t need to lie… it looks like it’s throbbing, and it felt warm when I touched it,” He says, you let out a sigh and move to pull your safety over you, only for him to stop you. “You don’t need to pretend to be strong in front of me… okay?”

“Tae… it’s your birthday, and I basically just ruined it by getting hurt,” You sigh out. “So… can you just take me home, and then you can go enjoy it with one of your friends?” You sounded defeated as you spoke.

“Who says you ruined it?” He asks. “Accidents happen, and I’m not taking you home, I’m taking you to the emergency room to get it checked out.”

“Tae, no, you need to go enjoy your day,” You say, he takes the safety from you and carefully does it, his hand rests on your thigh and softly squeezes it.

“I will enjoy the day, even if it’s in the emergency room with you,” He says. “Now, stop arguing with me, and let me get you to the hospital,” He squeezes your thigh once more before he steps back and closes the door.

A few hours pass, and you were back in his apartment Kkoongie was laying next to you on the bed, and you were gently petting her while Taemin was making you both something to drink and eat, your foot had been placed in a moon boot to protect it from more injury, to say you weren’t happy with it, was a bit of an understatement.

“Oh, Kkoongie… why’d I have to get hurt?” You mutter, you gently scratch underneath her chin, making her purr in satisfaction. “Gosh, this is why I shouldn’t run,” You hear footsteps entering the bedroom before seeing him coming into view.

“You looked cute running, but if you’re going to hurt yourself each time, no more running,” He says, you smile and move to sit upright, wincing as your ankle hurts slightly. “Didn’t you mention once that your ankles are a little… how did you put it?”

“Wonky, especially while running, don’t know why…” You say, moving to take the drink he had placed down on the bedside table. “Been like that since I could remember,” You pick up the drink and bring it to your lips, he sits down on the other side of the bed and leans over to softly pat the top of your head.

“My poor baby, I’ll need to wrap you up in bubble wrap to keep you safe,” He says, you smile against the rim of the glass before moving to put the glass down, you move your gaze to Kkoongie. “Can’t have you getting hurt, now, can we?” You softly smile and turn to look at him. “Maybe when your ankle is better, we can go to an aquarium instead, what do you think?”

“An aquarium might sound safer, we’ll have to see if it’s safer,” You say, making him laugh.

#taemin imagines #taemin drabble #taemin drabbles #lee taemin drabbles #lee taemin drabble #taemin scenario #taemin scenarios #shinee scenario #shinee scenarios #shinee imagines #shinee imagine #shinee drabble #shinee drabbles

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