#happy dk day

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18.02.2024 Hoshi en weverse

[peachesyeo]

little fourteen ── member moments dk v.01

💌 parings: seventeenot13 x 14thmember!male!oc 💌 genre: 14th member au, crack, fluff 💌 contains: moments of dokyu (ship name between dk & julius). Happy DK Day! 💌 word count: - all facts about member are made up! THIS IS JUST AN IMAGINE!

:̗̀➛ 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 + 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 :̗̀➛ 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭? :̗̀➛ 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞? :̗̀➛ 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭? (for all works)

#01

Interviewer: What is your first impression of DK? 🐰: Ah, Dokyeom hyung? I thought he was really polite and scared. Probably because he got shouted at by Hoshi hyung on the first day he entered the practice room. ⚔️: What about now? 🐰: Huh? ⚔️: Your impression of me now. 🐰:You're the loudest person I have ever met in my entire life.

#02

⚔️: *sings in the waiting room* 🐰: Hyung? ⚔️: Yeah? 🐰: Can you stop singing for a moment! ⚔️: *pouts* 🐰: Your beautiful voice is too distracting, noona can't stop looking at you. 🐰: *points at makeup artist* ⚔️: Oooh! ⚔️: *happy noises*

#03

⚔️: Once when Kyuminie was drunk, he did something to me. ⚔️: *dramatically wraps his arms around his waist* ⚔️: *eyes shifting from 🐰 and back to the camera* 🐰: *🧍🏻‍♂️* ⚔️: He... ⚔️: *fake sobs* ⚔️: He grabbed me by the neck… ⚔️: And tried to kiss me! 🐰: Hyung... ⚔️: Yeah? 🐰: You might get murdered from slandering. 🐰: Sleep with both your eyes open tonight.

#04

⚔️: I had a dream… ⚔️: You’re not going to ask me about that? 🐰: *dramatic gasp* 🐰: Wow, hyung what dream did you have? ⚔️: I dreamt of you… ⚔️: *winks* 🐰: So was I drowning you or killing you? ⚔️: I said a dream, not a nightmare. ⚔️: Wait. ⚔️: You want to murder me? 🐰: *staring intensifies*

#05

⚔️: Oh my brother Julius! 🐰: Oh my brother Dokyeomie! ⚔️🐰: *hugs each other dramatically*

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[lizziexmeow]

20240218 Happy DK's🐰 and Vernon's 🐻‍❄️ Day🎉🎂🎁

[drowsycorvid]

Happy (super belated) DK day to those that celebrate it!

[cherrypeachyme]

Just to See You Smile

" - happy birthday," you suddenly say, with a found look in your eyes. He looks effortlessly handsome this morning, wearing just a plain white shirt and fine glasses. You called him earlier and asked if he wanna catch up, and here you are having a late breakfast together. You can't help but admire him as he's bringing up his cup to his mouth and take a sip of the rich smelling coffee.

You think that he's just perfect, the way he is.

He stops in his track and eyes you with real surprise.

"- oh, you remember!" he finally articulates, and a wide smile begins to lighten up his face. He now looks happy and pleased, and even lets out a little cute chuckle. Your heart melts at the adorable sound.

No, he's adorable. Just the way he smiles.

You hurriedly take your phone and capture his features forever.

[kveom]

seokmin absolutely vibing on running man

[vcrnons]

very normal 218 birthday shenanigans(?)

[straykids-17]

SEVENTEEN 'God of Music' m/v

[duhnova]

ride slow - lee seokmin, choi seungcheol

happiest birthday ever to the loml, the most amazingest wife ever, and to my soulmate!! i hope today is as amazing and as wonderful as you are and I’m so very happy and thankful that you came into my life and i couldn’t ever imagine a world without you. i hope you enjoy one of many presents (as you deserve it) and I hope that today is everything you wished for and more - and if it isn’t I will make the world pay. anyways to keep this from being to long and sappy (don’t worry i’ve already said everything i wanted too in dm’s) happiest birthday ever my love (my dear, my bbygorl, my sunshine, my melody)!! MWAH!!! ( everyone go wish her a happy birthday rn >:( !!!!!! ) @onlyseokmins

warning(s): smut under the cut (mdni!!), reader and seokmin are tied up, dick riding, unprotected sex, creampie, reader is called baby and princess, let me know if i forgot anything! - don’t mind grammatical errors/typos (i tried)

“cheollie.” you gasp quietly, your head leant back against his shoulder as his fingers dig into your hips. he’s moving them in slow circular motions, helping you ride seokmin who’s currently tied to the bed frame.

“what’s wrong baby?” he coos quietly, he pushes your hips down harder drawing a loud moan from the both of you.

“more.” you manage to breathe out, your fingers twitching from where they’re tied behind your back with a soft silk ribbon that seungcheol made into a bow so that you looked like a present.

“more? is this not enough for you?” he fake pouts as he moves your hips slower than before.

“cheol it’s her birthday.” seokmin sounded breathless, the pace was excruciatingly slow and he found himself on the brink of cumming so many times but you would beg for more and seungcheol would rip both of your releases away.

“oh is it now? last time i checked it’s still eleven forty-eight.” he looks at the clock in the bedside table.

“early birthday present?” seokmin whined a little, trying to fight for both of your releases.

“early birthday present?” cheol scoffs quietly as he looks at seokmin with raised eyebrows, a mischievous smirk on his face. “do you really think i’m that nice?” you whimper quietly when he noses against the side of your head to kiss gently at your ear before nipping it gently.

“cheol,” you whimper, wiggling your hips a little causing seokmin to arch his back and moan. “please.”

“please what?” he growls and pushes your hips down hard to keep you from moving.

“please let us cum, please.” you babble as you dig your knees deeper into the bed to try and move only for seungcheol to overpower you - his hands definitely leaving prints in your hips, especially after he lands two harsh smacks to both of them.

“you only get to cum on your birthday princess.” he starts to rock your hips while keeping you and seokmin pinned together so neither of you could move on your own.

“fuck,” seokmin hisses as he throws his head back, his long fingers wrapping around the silk rope that’s preventing him from touching you. “i’m gonna cum.”

“no the fuck you’re not.” seungcheol stops moving your hips again, the both of you gasping and whining at the loss of friction.

he waits a couple minutes, watching the clock until it strikes eleven fifty-five before he starts moving you again. both of your orgasms had died down enough for the build up to last a little longer as he stares intensely at the time, he moves you faster the closer it gets to midnight.

“you wanna cum baby?” he finally looks at you, your eyes closed and your mouth open as you babble out a quiet ‘yes’ between breathy moans. he looks back at the clock, his lips twitching up into a smile when it finally hits midnight. “you can cum.” he whispers before kissing your ear again. your loud moans overpower seokmins whines as you finally cum after hours of torturous edging.

the feeling of your plush walls squeezing seokmins cock cause him to go over the edge with you, filling you up with his cum. slowly seungcheol brings your hips to a stop, your body completely lax against his.

“happy birthday princess.” he smiles as he kisses your cheek before tilting your head to kiss your lips softly.

“happy birthday baby.” seokmin breathlessly echoes as he watches you two through hooded eyes.

happy elv day!!

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18.02.2024 Seungkwan en weverse

[db2k]

[she-posts-nerdy-stuff]

Decided to start wearing fun headbands and stuff again even though I’ve rarely worn them since I overheard a girl at school talking about me behind my back when I was like 15 but hey guess what girlie they do make me look like a pirate but what you failed to take into the equation is that pirates are awesome and so am I, I love headbands and I’m tired of pretending otherwise <3

[lizziexmeow]

[ Seungkwan Posted 🌟 Weverse ]

240717 - 12:00 KST

> When I look back, I see that my hyung has a lot of love in him.

I have to do well💙🤍

[ DK Comment 🌟 Weverse ]

240717 - 12:45 KST

> Right you should be good😀 Be good to me too

[marioxdk]

Hmmm, soulmates au?

Soulmate AU where you can feel the other's pain

It goes without saying that Mario and DK get beat up

A lot

Mario is bullied growing up, and so it's not uncommon for him to come home with bruises and scrapes

Things only get worse when people try to bully Luigi

Mario can tolerate people bullying him (to a certain extent) but he will never allow people to pick on his brother

So now, in addition to people picking fights with him, he starts getting into fights with people who try to mess with Luigi

As a result, pain is a frequent occurrence for Mario

Donkey Kong is concerned

Warrior training starts young for his people, but he's been feeling pain from an even younger age, and some of the pain that he feels from his soulmate occurs outside of training hours

DK isn't worried at first, but as he grows up, and he feels the pain become more frequent, the more he grows concerned

He worries that someone is beating up his soulmate, and so he keeps a lookout for anyone in his kingdom that might be picked on

He doesn't find anything

But Donkey Kong's always looking, and hopes that one day he can find his soulmate and make sure that no one ever hurts them again

He acknowledged that he's a hypocrite though

His injuries are in some way voluntary, but he worries that it's not the same for his soulmate

He trains constantly and is often entering into battles, experiencing pain on a regular basis

DK feels bad because he doesn't want to cause his soulmate any more pain, but at the same time he knows that he has to do this

He works hard in training to make sure that in fights he won't acquire any unnecessary injuries

Mario also worries about his soulmate, he hopes that whoever it is doesn't have to go through what he does

After Mario falls through the pipe and ends up traveling to the Jungle Kingdom, he finally meets DK on the battlefield

Their battle takes a different turn when they can feel each other's pain

Donkey Kong is ready to defeat this puny (kinda attractive) human, to prove his worth to his father and to make sure he's not conscripted into a battle that might cause his soulmate to feel pain that they don't deserve

Mario has been fighting his whole life, and even though he knows he's in for pain, he's ready for it

Neither of them are ready for this

This battle immediately does not go well

Donkey Kong gets in a killer first blow, and immediately reels back in pain

Mario is not doing well after the hit, but uses DK's confusion at feeling unknown pain to his advantage

Even though he's not very strong, he manages to give Donkey Kong a pretty good punch

And immediately feels bad

At this point they are both confused

They've felt pain at the same time as their soulmate a few times before, but never like this

Donkey Kong is stunned into silence, wondering what's going on

Mario pinches himself

Donkey Kong winces

They stare at each other

Mario/DK: You're my soulmate?!

Cranky puts his head in his hands, because of course this human is Donkey Kong's soulmate

Donkey Kong runs over to Mario and gives him the largest hug possible while profusely apologizing

DK: I'm so sorry I never meant to cause you more pain I was so worried about you and yet I still managed to hurt you I'm such an idiot-

Mario kisses him so he'll shut up

DK shuts up

[love-strike]

struck by cupid ♡ lee seokmin

title: struck by cupid pairing: lee seokmin x afab reader rating: explicit (18+) word count: 1.4k genres: pwp, smut, boyfriend!seokmin summary: teasing your boyfriend at a Valentine's Day dinner seemed like a good idea at the time... warnings: smut, dirty talk, fingering, manhandling, a tiny bit of exhibitionism (gasp), unprotected sex, creampie a/n: happy valentine's day, B!! @yoongimingyu 💗 i hope you enjoy this~ i had a lot of fun writing it!! please have fun reading it 💞

You knew that agreeing to a Valentine's Day dinner with Seokmin's friend group was a bad idea.

Sure, you love all of them to death — but you also wish that you were spending the evening alone with your boyfriend.

“I promise that I'll make it up to you baby,” Seokmin told you earlier that week, wearing his cutest pout. “Mingyu is going to be lonely and he wants to cook for us!”

You sigh and sink down into your chair as you look around the table at his drunken friends. You did have to admit that Mingyu’s food was amazing and it was nice to see everyone all in one place; it was also fun to see your boyfriend relax and have some fun. He’s currently hopping around the living room, belting into a microphone along with a tipsy Soonyoung. You decide that you need some kind of plan in order to distract Seokmin, go home with him, and have the night that you’re growing impatient for. After all, you didn’t wear your hottest outfit for no reason.

Once Seokmin takes a seat on the couch, you quickly join him and cuddle up.

“Did you like my performance, baby?” he asks with a bright smile. How are you supposed to resist him?

“Were you trying to impress me?” you reply with a giggle and peck him on the cheek. “I loved it.”

He takes your chin in one hand, turning your face so that he can kiss you on the mouth — a little more passionately than you were expecting. Your boyfriend isn’t usually one for public displays of affection.

Huh, you think. Maybe we’re on the same page.

Once he breaks away from you and turns to continue watching Soonyoung (and now Jihoon) sing, you get as close to him as possible and practically push yourself into his side.

“When will you be ready to go home?” you whisper into his ear. “I…”

You’re quickly cut off by his large hand tightly squeezing your thigh, almost causing you to let out a small sound. You look at Seokmin expectantly, waiting for him to say something. When he doesn’t, you grumble and squeeze his arm a bit.

“Please?” you continue, almost not believing that you’re resorting to begging this quickly. “It’s Valentine’s Day, Seokminnie.”

You watch his face and he practically ignores you again, the only change being his eyebrows furrowing the slightest bit. You can’t help but sigh in annoyance at not getting what you want — him.

“Whatever, I’m gonna go talk to Mingyu. Maybe he’ll actually want to spend time with me,” you say with a huff. Right as you’re about to stand up, you feel his hand grab yours and quickly pull you back onto the couch.

“Go wait in the bathroom,” Seokmin replies suddenly, his gaze on you turning dark. Your eyes widen at his words.

“What?” you whisper back, hoping that nobody else heard what he said.

“You heard me,” he says with an attractive smirk. You swallow thickly and stand back up.

“Fine,” you reply, trying to not look affected by his words. “Damn you for being so hot.”

Your boyfriend laughs a little too loudly at that, letting go of your hand. As you make your way to the bathroom, you overhear a bit of Seokmin’s conversation with his friends.

“… she isn’t feeling too well, I just need to go make sure she isn’t vomiting.”

You can’t help but giggle to yourself at the excuse he made up. You lean against the counter of Mingyu’s spacious bathroom as you wait for your boyfriend. Once he finally enters and locks the door, you pout up at him.

“You’d rather fuck me in here than go home?”

He smiles innocently as he practically corners you into the counter, leaning in to your space. You sometimes forget how tall he is until he does things like this.

“It’s more fun when you try to keep quiet,” he whispers and kisses you deeply, letting his tongue explore your mouth. You almost moan at that, before his words register in your brain. After you break away from the kiss you roll your eyes at him.

“You’re so difficult,” you sigh. “Of course you want to have sex in Mingyu’s bathroom.”

He laughs as he trails kisses down your neck, making you shiver.

“That’s why we need to be quick,” he replies as his hand finds its way into your dress and between your legs. “Oh, you’re soaked…”

You bite your lip to hold back a whimper as Seokmin’s long fingers dip into your underwear and lightly rub up and down your pussy. He slips one finger inside of your already wet entrance and kisses you just in time to swallow the moan that escapes your mouth. You can’t help the way your walls clench and legs squeeze together.

“Just fuck me already,” you breathe out as his finger moves in and out of you.

“Hm?” he replies with a little smirk. You curse under your breath when his second finger slides in, sending a bolt of arousal down your spine.

“Please, Seokmin,” you whine, trying to stay quiet. “Need you.”

Your boyfriend hums a little and pulls his fingers out of you. He immediately grabs you by the waist and easily lifts you up to sit on the counter. Embarrassingly enough, you can feel yourself clench at the display of his utter strength — but you would never tell him that. While you sit there, dazed, you notice Seokmin finally undoing his pants to take his hard cock out. You position yourself for him, legs wide open. After what seems like forever, he finally lines himself up at your entrance and enters you in a thrust.

“Oh fuck,” you breathe out. You hear your boyfriend’s shuddering gasp as he leans into you and rests his forehead on your shoulder. After a minute of adjustment, he begins snapping his hips into you, pulling back to kiss you messily.

“You’re so big,” you whisper to him as quietly as possible. “Always forget how big you are.”

He curses under his breath and you feel his hips stutter a bit.

“You take my cock so well, angel,” he whispers into your ear. “Your pussy is always so wet for me, huh?”

You nod and close your eyes, trying to focus on not making any noise. Suddenly, you feel Seokmin put his hands on your legs and push them forward even more; his cock suddenly hits you so deep that you involuntarily let out a whimper. You open your eyes in shock to see him staring down at you with lust-filled eyes.

“You,” he says with a thrust, “need to quiet down before everyone hears your pretty sounds, baby. Unless you want my friends to hear you.”

You throw your head back and gasp, feeling your pussy twitch at his words. His thrusts speed up as he lowers a hand to rub circles on your clit. You let out another sound as the pleasure becomes almost unbearable, your boyfriend smiling down at you as the thrusts continue.

“I’m sure they already all know that you’re in here getting fucked like the needy little thing that you are, baby,” he says with a small laugh. “Do you want them to hear you cum on my cock?”

His words, along with his fingers rubbing on your sensitive clit, push you over the edge as you feel your climax hit you. Your entire body shudders, walls clenching desperately around Seokmin’s cock. You’re so overwhelmed by your orgasm that you don’t know how loud you're being.

“Fuck, gonna cum,” Seokmin grunts out as he thrusts into you harshly. His cock throbs after a few thrusts and his cum spills deep inside you, filling you with warmth. You lay your head back against the wall and let out a sigh of contentment.

“We might’ve been too loud, this is gonna be so embarrassing,” Seokmin suddenly whispers to you, pulling out of you slowly. His face is a bit flushed and his eyes are full of worry. You can’t help but giggle.

“And whose fault is that?” you reply, putting your arms out as a signal for him to lift you off the counter. He does, pulling you into a tight hug and kissing you on the head.

“Now we can go home and end the night properly.”

[serenescribe]

had a really rough day. wanted to get out my feelings through writing. easier by the crane wives is a lilia song. enjoy c:

“I’ll be back soon, Silver,” Lilia whispers, kneeling down to press a kiss against his son’s forehead, one hand cupping his cheek. “Be good, alright? Remember your chores, and your—”

“And my exercises, I know,” Silver answers, smiling brightly at him. And oh, it makes Lilia’s chest ache so deeply, like a hand has grasped around his beating heart, fingers curling tighter and squeezing until his breath chokes in his throat.

Everything about the boy, the child he has taken in as his own, makes him feel so strongly — especially the silver strands of silken locks that frame his face, causing the aurora glint of his pupils to shine even brighter. It is a feeling that Lilia dubbed as a negative years ago, when he had picked up that wooden cradle in the woods and watched the baby tucked within it open its eyes — a reflection of a foe long since slaughtered, an enemy that makes Lilia’s blood boil with rippling rage.

But lately, he cannot help but feel as though the feeling, the emotion he keeps cradled within his heart, is shifting. When Silver was younger, Lilia had to leave the house over and over, taking a breather for himself as he quelled his roaring rage, the impetuous youthful general of his mind screaming for him to take the boy out. But now, when he ruffles the young boy’s hair, or opens his arms when he clings to him for a hug, all Lilia feels is a candlelight swell of something warmth — so small and delicate, as though a single breath can blow it out.

And so, with confusion misting his mind and emotions tangling into his chest, Lilia leaves, again and again.

He leaves, travels far and wide, under the guise of missions and quests, or, when he has no further excuse, for his own private purposes. Lilia steps away from the cottage he has slowly begun to consider a home, wraps his heart with powerful armour, tucks away those muddled feelings for later, preferably never. Lilia stays away long enough, feeling the wind against his face, smelling the salt of the seas, feeling the heat of the sun he’s never truly loved beating down on his skin.

And when his tasks are done, or when he cannot stay away any longer, he returns.

Each and every time he comes home, Silver greets him with a smile, arms outstretched for a hug. “I missed you, Papa,” he says so shyly as Lilia lifts him up, mirth trickling into each new reunion, casting the memories in sunny hues. “I’m happy you’re home.”

And what is Lilia to do, then, when his heart seizes at those words? The armour breaks apart, a burst of something strong and hot sweeping through him; he coos in response, praises how good Silver has been, taking care of the house, looking after himself, my, what a mature child he is! But Lilia has never returned the words that Silver always whispers to him whenever he gets sleepy and Lilia tucks him into bed; he turns his head to the side, light locks of hair splayed out over his scratchy pillow, lips parting to murmur, “I love you, Papa.”

Everytime he hears those words—

(And it is never only during their reunions, for Silver always tells him that, brimming with such love that it makes some younger part of him freeze up, locking in place, bile rising through his throat.)

—Lilia has to leave again.

Silver is seven now. He has grown so much in such a short time — thus is the fragility of humankind, Lilia muses to himself. He used to think of it as a blessing when Silver was but a baby, for it would cut short the number of years they had to spend together. But now?

Lilia isn’t sure what to think now.

(Or perhaps it is more like he refuses to admit the truth to himself.)

He swallows down the lump in his throat, sucking in a deep breath. “I trust you to take care of yourself, dear,” he says as brightly as he can manage, fingers pulling away as he reaches for the swinging clasp of his travelling cloak. Lilia adjusts it, ensuring the hood can cover his face — the sunlight has always been a blasted enemy of his, after all — but as he turns to leave…

A tug.

He pauses. Turning his head to glance over his shoulder, Lilia’s eyes meet auroral pupils, wide eyes that gaze up at him as though he hung the stars.

“I love you, Papa,” Silver reminds him, shining so splendidly that it hurts. “Take care, okay?”

His ribs press in against his lungs, digging in tight, each breath shallow and raw.

“I will,” Lilia promises, voice shaky, forcing a smile that does not fit onto his face. “Thank you, Silver.”

And when he leaves again, walks the familiar path away from their home — and when has he begun to truly think of it that way? Lilia does not remember — Lilia’s steps grow faster and faster, breath catching in his throat until he’s running, practically flying, getting away as quickly as he can.

(For what reason does he run?

Is it because he cannot stand the sight of Silver, the boy who resembles the Dawn Knight to such an eerie extent?

Or is it because he’s unable to comprehend the possibility that he is getting attached?)

It is better to leave, again and again.

Until he can wrangle his feelings, until he can pick apart every flicker of doting warmth and every icy shard of contempt, until he can decide for himself that yes, he will leave or no, he will stay, permanently, irreversibly—

Lilia will wander the earth and hide the love that he feels, pushing it away until it becomes bearable enough for him to go home.