#monstax drabble

[rrothh]

sick

You saw him on a radio show broadcast looking tired and sick. You're worried.

genre: comfort + fluff + angst (just a little bit). pairing: changkyun x !gen reader warnings: it's based on a real radio show appearance back in 2021. not proofread.

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You hear him cough even before opening the door of the small apartment, you hear him come in dragging his feet while holding a sneeze, you hear him remove his winter jacket, his sneakers and the bag he carry on him as if everything weighed a thousand pounds, dropping the stuff on the floor carelessly, you hear him sigh, a really tired sigh.

It's almost 4 in the morning.

Before even thinking to announce that he is back, you greet him relieved that he was able to return home to rest for a few hours before having to go back to fulfill that tight schedule that his job entails. Between those late late dance practices, the endless shows and presentations, the stages and the unhealthy diet you are very aware that comebacks can be brutal.

"I saw you on the radio show this morning ... I sent a very angry message to your manager" you confess without shame. You see how his face lightens despite those deep dark circles on his face and although he hides behind those long fringes, you see how his features soften and he smiles a little.

"No wonder why he was so tense and nervous”.

Your features also soften and you come close to give him a hug, one he doesn't deny, he hides his face in the crook of your neck and you can feel the coldness of his body temperature, as if he hadn't just taken off a padded jacket a few moments ago. You gently rub his back and run your hand through his straight hair while you feel him embrace you in his arms a little more... suddenly you feel him abruptly pull away, almost as if you had burned him.

“Wait, I'm very sick, I don't want you to get si-..."

“Oh shut up, I don’t care” you see how he opens his mouth to reply but instead a sneeze came out and now he has no choice but to surrender.

"I know it's 4 in the morning but I did dakjuk, I think it’ll help you feel better and then you could take a bath but I don't know how long you are staying here, actually I don't know if it's better if you go straight to bed and sleep for more hours" ideas pile up in your mouth as you head to the kitchen followed by the sound of him dragging his feet, you hear him laugh almost like a sigh.

"They gave me half a day, something like that”.

You sigh in pure frustration, half a day is no time to recover from a flu this strong, the memory of him leaning his forehead on the radio show microphone crosses your mind, you were going to turn around to complain about everything when you feel him hugging you from behind and now resting his forehead on your shoulder.

"You shouldn't have cooked anything" he tells you in a muffled voice, his mouth pressed against your shoulder. Finally, you let yourself go and grab his hand with which he is holding you firmly by the waist. He looks so tired, you understand that the last thing you’d want if you were on his shoes is to hear complaints, no matter how right they are.

“I’m sorry for complaining so much, it’s just… I was really worried when I saw you like that in the morning, I'm happy that you’re here to rest a little” your voice is almost inaudible, but you don't let go of his hand and he doesn't break his hold.

"I love you".

You smile and close your eyes, the sound of the kettle with boiling water starts to fill the room.

"I love you too, Changkyun".

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AO3

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well hello! this is just a repost of the one I made back in 2021 I just happen to finally open a new account just for... writing... i guess?? (more like to reblog things honestly) anyways, hope you don't minddd.

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Need any help baby? - Yesung from Super Junior (smut)

Naked - Yesung from Super Junior (smut)

simpleness for the first time - Kyuhyun from Super Junior (smut)

Vacation - Junhoe from iKON (smut)

just relaxation - Winwin from NCT (fluff)

Do as you wish, mistress - Jaehyun from NCT (smut)

Having fun by yourself, little girl? - Jaehyun from NCT (smut)

Felt good, babydoll? - Doyoung from NCT (smut)

10:25pm - Hyungwon from MonstaX (fluff)

So hard, so enticing - Yugyeom from GOT7 (smut)

Bubble gum heart - Jungkook from BTS (drabble angst)

Quads - Jungkook from BTS (smut)

They were roommates (part 1) - Sehun & Junmyeon from EXO

They were roommates (part 2)

They were roommates (part 3)

They were roommates (part 4)

the traveler in hsr - Genshin Impact x Honkai: Star rail crossover (for more of GI/HSR I have another blog @generalsdiary )

[lemonietrinket]

No Fear ||| Shownu x Reader

Genre: corny Fluff, my attempts at humour Warning(s): None Word Count: 1269 AN: Happy Birthday Shownu! Inspired by of course my man’s inhuman lack of reactions to anything scary. He must feel so safe to be with though, like, no one nor thing would mess with you if he was there. Even spiders would run away in fear. And he’d be able to comfort you with those big arms of his and hold you close and secure... ok I’m getting carried away Written for a short YN. Hope you enjoy!

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Strange laughter echoed throughout the park from the Haunted House you and your boyfriend just exited. Usually the leader in the relationship you resigned yourself the backseat that time, clutching Shownu’s waist as if your life depended on it, while you desperately tried to ignore the off-putting shrieks around you.

You couldn’t remember why you’d even suggested the Haunted House anyway.

As you’d trundled through the dark, shrieking at every shifting shadow and unnerving whisper that had you not been in the vicinity of you would immediately write off as not even believable, you couldn’t understand how your boyfriend was so unfazed by everything that the staff had to throw at him. 

Chainsaws received nothing. Ghosts received no reaction either. Creepy dead bodies that only moved when you could see them in your peripheral? Not even a second glance. 

It was just as well that the rooms had been dark otherwise you would have had Shownu’s little smile to contend with, on top of the sudden werewolves that jumped out and gave you a very near heart attack.  Your boyfriend in question had spent his whole time in the attraction giggling at your shrieks of terror quietly to himself while, in the same breath, rubbing your back as you burrowed your head into his chest mumbling ‘it’s alright, you’re safe’. He wouldn’t admit it without you bringing it up first, but he did get a kick out of being a protector for you of sorts. You rarely needed caring for like that, and he was very glad you had enough sense (it meant more coddling for him and like was he going to turn that down? No) to not get yourself in trouble too often, but he couldn’t help but enjoy it on the occasion you did need some security, even in a somewhat silly situation like this. It showed that you trusted him, and that his embrace to you was the safest place to be. And the fact that you sounded adorable squeaking in fright at the strange witch that threw open her hut’s door. 

Nevertheless, when you finally felt the light of the late afternoon sun on your face (after Shownu had offered a polite thank you to the bootleg Kruger acting as one final scare) you broke away from your vice-like grip you had on your man and soaked up the sun. 

“Thank god it’s over,” you breathed.

“You’re the one that wanted to go in,” Shownu reminded, straightening his cap as he smiled at your stretched arms. So cute, he thought.

You scoffed. “Pssh, I was not! You wanted to go in there, so you could show off your frankly demonic immunity to scary things!” You narrowed your eyes at the man who merely gazed back down at you with a cute grin. “How are you never afraid? Of anything? At all?”

He shrugged. “It’s clearly fake.”

“I know but still! No prank, no jump-scare, no spider... nothing can get you!” you pouted. “You’re so weird.”

“So are you,” Shownu retorted, coming to your side once again and slotting his hand at your waist. You huffed at him but regardless slipped your arm round him too. It always made him smile at how far you couldn’t reach around him, but how you were never deterred. 

Making your gradual way throughout the funfair, bright melodies bubbling across the breeze through the gushes of screams from high above, you discussed where to go next.  Finally deciding on making your way to the other side of the park instead for dinner, you piped up, “Why are you so unafraid, Nunu?”

He glanced down, his eyes briefly meeting yours as he readjusted your necklace. The clasp had made its way to meet the pendant—a small emblem the colour of your birthstone that he’d gotten you for your birthday the year before—so he gently eased it to the back of your neck once again. Wordlessly, he let his finger brush your chin as he moved away once again. He was buying himself some time to think, evident by how his brow furrowed as it always did when he was deep in thought, and so you waited patiently.

His eyes met the sky and then the flurry of a roller coaster as it went by off to the side before returning to yours. “Because there are much worse things that are then much scarier.”

You nodded at his take. You wished you could just tell yourself that it wasn’t worth being scared of fake spiders and then just not be afraid anymore. You chuckled at the thought, realising what little use that would be, as that was Shownu’s job after all. Shrugging, you leant into his chest, enquiring simply, “Like what?”

He looked at you then and it became apparent that he had an answer to that one right away—he was always an open book after all. But it took him a few seconds to reply, taking the moment to inhale deeply before parting his lips.

“Losing you.” His words were quick and quiet, as if he didn’t want the world to hear them, just in case he jinxed it, but you heard him. They were so corny too, but the pink of his ears indicated genuine sincerity and you couldn’t deny the swell of your heart and the faint blush that rose to your cheeks. 

His other hand brushed through your hair lightly, tucking it behind your ear so he could thumb your cheek for a few moments, before he got too shy and pulled away once again.

Breathing in the scent of food, he cleared his throat. “I think I see a hotdog stand over there, do you want that or something else?”

It likely appeared that you were mulling over your food choice, but really you were still two steps behind, Shownu’s words repeating in your head. You’d been together for a long time, and so there was really no doubt that he loved you, but this added a whole new layer of depth.

You brought the two of you to a stop in the midst of your already snail-pace amble, accidentally ignoring his question and softly asserted, “I promise I’m not going anywhere,” before standing on tiptoe to plant a kiss on his cheek.

He was caught off-guard slightly, but managed to hold himself together, threading his fingers through your hair once again as he smiled and let his forehead meet yours. He didn’t care if he had to bend down, he was just happy to peck your nose, helping you stretch the little extra distance to meet his lips. He caressed your neck, down past your shoulders and to the small of your back while your eyes fluttered closed. His touch was chaste, always treating you with care that you always appreciated, and you ran your fingers up his jaw before settling at the nap of his neck. 

Eventually you parted, you opting to fall back onto the soles of your feet and laying your head flat against his broad chest. However, that peace did not last either, as Shownu carefully ushered you into a walk once again. Of course, how could you have forgotten.

“Yeah alright, I get it, food is still more important,” you giggled, rolling your eyes at how food-motivated he could really be and laughing harder as he half-heartedly tried to cover, “christ, you really think with your stomach don’t you.”

Once again tucking you into his side, Shownu gave you a squeeze. “I love you so much.”

You sighed, a content smile drifting onto your lips. “I love you too, dork.”

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AN: i feel i havent written any monsta x in forever :(( im sorry bebes ill try and write more :((

i also didnt call him hyunwoo for the soul reason that nunu became a viable nickname bc

is that not the cutest nickname ever?

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[the-ghostbebe]

WIP update

I thought of an idea for my next drabble and I'm really excited for it, however after starting to type it up a bit I think it'll be more of a December post because of a key element in it 🤔

But I wanted to share about it here that I am working on something ❤ and hope you all will be looking forward to it

[joo-hng]

“So fucking cute.” - Jooheon

Genre: Fluffy fluff fluff fluff!!! 💕

Pairings: Jooheon x OC

Warning: Just good ol’ fashion fluff

Your hips sway leisurely to the familiar tune, arms buried deep in bubbles as you scrub the dishes. The apartment door opens and he enters unnoticed, smiling upon hearing the sound of your voice,

“Underneath the chandelier, We’re dancing all alone, There’s no reason to hide,  What we’re feeling inside, Right now~”

He kicks off his shoes and slips out of his hoody, quietly entering the kitchen to see you shimmy back and forth as you dry the dishes,

“So baby, let’s just turn down the lights, And close the door, Ooh I love that dress, But you won’t need it anymore,”

You stand on your tippy toes in an attempt to reach the highest shelf, but jump when you feel a pair of hands around your waist and lips against the back of your neck, “Jooheon!”

He manages to put the dish away before you wrap your arms around him to engulf his tired body in a warm embrace, “Long time no see.”

You sling your arms around his neck and he lifts you by the waist to sit on the counter for a gentle peck on lips. He stands between your legs and leans against the kitchen counter, his hands resting on the gentle curve of your hips, “I see you’ve gotten accustomed to living by yourself the past few days,” he acknowledges. 

“Do I have a choice?” you fiddle with the collar of his t-shirt, glad that he’s finally home. He and the rest of the group have been practicing 24/7, literally living at Starship headquarters, preparing for their sold out show. 

Your question goes unanswered, but you don’t mind. The two of you have grown happily accustomed to your two very different careers; things have always managed to work itself out.

He pulls you closer by the belt loops and kisses you slowly, deeply on the lips. You happily oblige as he plays with your hands that rest in your lap. 

“Besides,” you break the kiss with a cheeky smile, “When you’re gone I get to sing whatever and whenever I want to,”

You reach behind you to pull your phone from your back pocket, causing Jooheon to whine when he has to loosen his grasp around your waist. You unlock the screen to proudly show him your most recently opened window, lyrics to his new favorite song, “Today’s song was Versace On The Floor,”

“God,” he whispers more to himself than you, “So fucking cute.”

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Hi! Could you write a drabble with #1 and Lee Jooheon? 😊 Thank you! Take care of yourself and have a wonderfull day/night!💕

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1: They get drunk & you take them back to your place

You run your hands through your hair, you had finally gotten all of your drunken friends into cabs. Besides Jooheon, he refused to get into any of them and insisted on clinging to you instead, he was now sitting at the bus stop where you have been calling cabs to take the others. He was clinging to the pole beside the bench mumbling your name, you have a soft spot for him and you’ll admit it to anyone.

“Jooheon,” you say his name softly drawing it out slightly, “you need to get in a cab and go home, everyone else is gone,” he groans and shakes his head at the mention of leaving, “Jooheon,” you whine.

“I want to stay with you,” he reaches towards the sleeve of your jacket tugging you closer to him, “you can’t make me go,” he says in a sing-song voice, you let out a heavy sigh.

“I have to go home Jooheon,” your soft tone was replaced with sharp syllables, you love Jooheon to death, but he’s just so annoying.

“Take me with you,” Jooheon slurs out, you let out a heavy sigh.

“Is that how I can get you away from this bus stop,” you mumble, Jooheon nods, you motion for him to follow you, he wraps his arms around your middle to keep himself steady, “Jooheon is this necessary?” You grumble, he nods his head against your neck.

Jooheon gets into the passenger side of your car leaning back against the seat. You reach over putting the seatbelt on him realizing he wouldn’t do it himself. 

“You’re going to be the death of me,” you mumble starting your car.

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i love your writing sooo much <3 i would appreciate it if you could please do a jooheon smut about him and reader after his first music show win after his solo thxxx

thank you, here you go ♡

Joohoney (Monsta X) | Celebration smut | 0.9k | f!reader

You knew he’d would be slightly screwed up by the adrenaline high. You knew he’d be wilder than he usually is. Buzzing with energy, smiling and laughing, celebrating like he should be. Because he deserves to. Because he worked so hard for this.

In your humble opinion, you know Jooheon pretty well - you’d be hesitant to say you know him better than anyone, but there are definitely sides to him that only you know.

Yet apparently, even those still leave quite a lot to be explored. There really is no other explanation for the situation you found yourself in.

What you expected was, maybe, to get lifted into the air and spun. To wrap your legs around his waist as he kisses you breathless. You wouldn’t even be surprised if he wrapped up quickly to drag you to the car and speed back home or to the studio, any closest space that would allow for privacy.

What you got instead is getting railed into oblivion against the wall of the waiting room, legs open and knees hooked over his arms.

With his brutal thrusts there’s hardly any need for him to support your weight as he keeps slamming into you so hard you keep bouncing up on the wall. He’s lucky your mind has already turned into mush or you’d tell him off of ruining your shirt and the backache you can already feel settling in.

“Shhh, baby - shit - babe, I know, but hush,” he mumbles against your lips, desperation lacing his voice. He hopes to swallow the noises you make, but it only drives him further into his own madness. He wants to get lost in the pleasure too, however years of experience have taught him to be careful. Clearly not enough since he just had to fuck you here, right after the recording ended, but let’s forget that for a second. 

Because he deserves to celebrate however the fuck he wants. And if it just so happens to be by fucking his favorite girl, then so be it.

“C-can’t, ‘s too good, Joo,” you hiss through gritted teeth. It helps reduce the noise but you’re too worried you’ll shatter them if you keep it up. You slap a hand over your mouth, muffling the moans somewhat.

Jooheon’s hips snap into yours over and over and he needs to bite down on your shoulder to keep himself silent. The sudden pain makes you clench around him so hard he swears you want to squeeze him dry and he picks up the pace. Maybe one rumor wouldn’t hurt. Maybe traumatizing the rookies in the next room wouldn’t be so bad.

He steps closer, pushing you further up the walls and the new angle makes him hit deeper and attack your sweet spot with dangerous precision.

“J-Joo,” you choke out, “C-can’t, please.”

“Just a little more,” he groans, raising his head from your shoulder to crash your lips together, “Take it, c’mon.”

He licks into your mouth and closes his eyes at your moan that feels like it vibrates through his entire body too. His eyes roll back and his hands squeeze the flesh of your thighs. He’s so close, so pumped with adrenaline and want that he lets go.

He fucks into you rough and hard, not caring about the noise. Everyone’s always loud here anyway. He ignores that he might be making thumping sounds against the wall with your body for which there won’t be a reasonable explanation but he ignores it, doesn’t even think about it. If you can’t keep down the volume, he’ll make you cum fast and take you home faster so you can celebrate some more.

He fills you up to the brim, opting for rough and quick thrusts that he barely needs to pull out for. With how much you’re sucking him in, he doesn’t want to either - and seems like you share the sentiment.

“Will cum,” he grunts, “Right inside. Make you keep it all in.”

You whine, clenching around him, right at the edge of climax and you have to bury your nails into his biceps to keep yourself from losing your mind with how good he feels.

“Cream my cock,” he pants right into your ear and the edges of your vision go white, “Do it for me baby.”

So you listen, and you feel him spill his load inside, feel the warmth spread. 

He holds you up until the fog clears out of your heads and only then does he pull out and lets you down gently. He gives you a sheepish look when he sees your wobbly walk. One of his arms wraps around your waist to help you walk on instinct.

Now that his head is clear, he starts overthinking. Did anyone hear? He’s pretty sure that at least some staff members had to. Is he in trouble? He doesn’t want that to spoil his day.

So he makes you both stand glued to the door and listen until it’s perfectly silent outside. Then you make a beeline for the car.

He wasn’t out of it enough to forget what he told you - and neither were you. It’s uncomfortable and you feel his seed drip and pool in your underwear, but most of all you’re soaking it with your own juices too because you can’t wait to see his reaction when he pulls it off again.

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𝚈𝚘𝚘𝚗-𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝙻𝚊𝚠 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚖

Seventeen and stray kids law firm AU (minor monstaX chankyun)

Warnings: male feminization (I think?) [minghao is called a “headmistress” and Hyunjin is affectionately called a “bimbo”], abuse of power, misrepresentation of a work environment

Pairings: none but it’s sorta hinted that Joshua and Jeonghan sleep with their female clients to get what they want

Here is an unfinished headcanon of Seventeen and Stray Kids law firm au I was working on in February but lost motivation for 🤣👏🏾

Senior Partners: Joshua and Jeonghan

Office Manager: Zu Minghao

Computer Department Manager (IT): Wonwoo

Associates: I.M, DK, Wen Junhui,

Law Clerk: Boo Seungkwan, Kim Mingyu

Legal Assistant: Lee Jihoon

Legal Secretary: Chwe Vernon

Receptionist: Hwang Hyunjin

Data Entry Clerk: Lee Chan

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Joshua Hong and Yoon Jeonghan

it is IMPERATIVE that you say their names together because you truly cannot have one without the other

Both graduated at the top of their law class and bar exams

Now they run a huge law firm with the best of the best working under them

Yes I said working “under” them because these two have quite the ego to them…

All those cases they’ve won, the money they make, the connections they have..it deeefinitely went to their heads. Just a little bit

THEY ARE THE ONLY MEN ALLOWED TO BE COCKY AND A LITTLE MEAN‼️

Joshua, such an approachable man ~ he offers you a bottle of water as you both take a seat at his desk

You smile at him and feel the nervous coil in your stomach begin to die down when his warm gaze sets over you

You go over your case in detail and finish off with a sigh, happy to get everything off your chest so you can get this big misunderstanding taken care of

“I know you did it.” He deadpans. His small smile still etched on his face

Your stomach drops and so does your smile

“D-did what?”

“I may be pretty but I’m not stupid, lady.” He chuckles

“It’s Y/N”

“Look, I would love to sit here and play this game with you but, this is a pretty big homicide case you so kindly dropped in my lap. So let’s cut the crap.”

Your pretty sure you look like a deer in headlights now. ‘Is this some kind of joke?’ You think to yourself. How did he know that the story you came up with you “accidentally killing your husband” was fabricated?

And to think you were a pretty good liar too…

“Don’t get me wrong, you came to the perfect place! I can get you off and make it look like your neighbor did it…but,“ he trails off.

“But what? I can pay for it! I-I have money!”

“Oh sweetheart…I’ve got plenty of it. I’m gonna need something more than that ~”

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Minghao

v v strong headmistress vibes from him. Down to the pointed stares and the glasses sitting low on his nose

Is constantly bumping heads with Hyunjin who barely does any work and only gossips with Seungkwan

Because of his long time friendship with Josh and Hannie, he is essentially in charge of hiring and firing people in the office

But with that said, everyone knows he has a soft spot for Hyunjin

So the bimbo can stay ♥︎

Total clean freak

While cleaning duty technically isn’t his job requirement, he can’t STAND to work in a filthy office and the cleaning crew doesn’t do much of a good job in his opinion

Walking into his office is more intimidating than walking into Joshua or Jeonghans office tbh

Though he does have a bad habit of nagging, it takes A LOT to screw up so bad that he demands you to come up and see him

10/10 would not recommend getting degraded and yelled at by Minghao (…or maybe I would)

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Wonwoo

eyyy I.T guy WOOOOOO

So laid back and chill like,,,this dude literally powers every IMPORTANT PERSONAL MACHINE THAT CAN MAKE OR BREAK A CASE AND HAS STOPPED A DEVASTATING CYBER ATTACK ON THEIR OFFICE SYSTEMS AND IS JUST LIKE

“Yeah 🧍🏻‍♂️”

He’s also insanely smart too

But because of his nonchalant/aloof attitude, many other companies and firms turned him down thinking he was some inexperienced college kid that would only cause problems

Buuut it’s a good thing Minghao has the ability to literally look into peoples souls and see past their surface because boy oh boy dID HE SMELL GENIUS A MILE AWAY

Minghao put in a good word for him is what I’m trying to say…

Being in the computer room all day is mind numbingly boring, so the best way possible to waste time is by watching k-dramas

Should he be doing that on office hours? Absolutely not.

Is he going to stop? NOoOoOoo mA’aM noOoOoO Ma’Am

Bonus points for the days when Dino comes in and they can binge watch Secretary Kim together

On those special slow days at the office, Wonwoo likes to wrangle the gang™️ together (Vernon, Seungkwan, Dino, and Mingyu) and play a quick round of Mario party with them before Hao comes and shuts it all down

Has affectionately given Minghao the nickname “Holly Blue”

iykyk

Overall, cool older brother

꧁————————————꧂

Associates

Chankyun

ooooh ok LETS GO

Chankyun takes himself waaaay too seriously lol

He’s in his Miles Edgeworth era 🤪

Comes in wearing expensive suits and shoes

Hair slicked back

Cold attitude

You name it

…this dude literally just got out of college

Even tho he’s a bit stuck up, he is actually a pretty competent attorney

It’s his dream to be able to run his own law firm and be an equity partner with DK

Dokyeom

DK

DK is genuinely a pretty cool dude in and out of the office

Seeing how cut throat the law business is, many people are surprised when DK

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And that’s it. That is legit how far I got LOOOOOOOL yeah but y’all ain’t miss anything I promise 💀. Who knows, I might complete this headcanon one day. I did a little research on law firm terminology just to write this lil thing so I might as well put it to some good use yeah? But this is it for now 🤷🏾‍♀️

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[amityki]

boyfriend!changkyun au

physical touch

he can definitely live without constant touch but that doesn't mean he doesn't love your hugs and attention. in public he doesn't do much. he might hold your hand or have a hand on your back but that's pretty much the extent of it. although, he will always be close to you. he likes having you in his sights and within reach. behind closed doors, again, he likes being close to you. one of his favourite things is you have your legs in his lap and your head on his shoulder while watching tv. at the end of the day when you two are in bed, he likes to hold you and look into your eyes and talk about your future together. hes so cute

romantic

a very romantic boy omg. i can only imagine him setting up a dinner date at your house with flowers everyone and rose petals on the ground leading to the bathroom where he prepared a hot bath for the both of you. always ALWAYS flirting with you. he loves seeing you blush and try and look away. he has a romantic tone to his voice all the time and will always tell you how beautiful you look. definitely the kind of guy to hold the door open for you, give you his jacket when you're cold and kiss the back of your hand while giving you a dorky smile.

favourite thing to do?

loves when you sit with your legs in his lap but just adores the overall closeness. he loves just talking with you about anything and everything. he loves knowing how close you two really are, and loves how vulnerable he can be with you. he also loves when you join him in his studio and just talk to him while he works, especially if you sit in his lap and put your head on his shoulder. he enjoys the feeling of your body on his and the way that you talk about whatever you're interested in. if you fall asleep on him he WILL explode. (whenever he talks about the future, he says OUR future)

nicknames?

again, he's very romantic and as monbebes know, he loves calling us 'my love', 'babe' and 'baby' so i can only imagine he would do the same with his partner.

sorry for not updating in awhile. school is kicking my ass and lots of shit has happened recently but i should start posting more in a few weeks. also sorry not sorry for the changkyun content hes just so kshdfbsj

[euphoricsunflowers]

i licked it so it’s mine — im changkyun/i.m

a/n: idk if you can tell the exact point where the writing style of the this piece slightly shifts, but i hope you still like the piece <3

word count: 1.0k

content: sub!changkyun, dom!gn!reader, possessiveness (in the context of being completely consentual please don’t actually be jealous and possessive to an extreme extent), neck kisses, hickies, biting, thigh riding (he rides your thigh)

summary: they all want him, but you’re the only one who has him.

“come here,” you order, and he nervously trudges towards you, sitting next to you. his eyes watch your movements like a hawk, looking for any reason as to why you’re suddenly so upset with him. he doesn’t remember doing anything wrong or acting in a way that would warrant this.

“what’s wrong, my love?” he reaches out to hold your hand, but you use your grip on his hand to pull him closer. he’s visibly startled, staring at you with confusion marked all over his pretty features.

“nothing, i just…” you trail off, struggling to find the words to fit exactly how you feel, “you’re so beautiful, you know, kyun?”

well that’s an answer he didn’t expect. he huffs, a bit relieved and yet still somewhat worried, “t-thank you.”

“in fact, you’re so beautiful that it makes all those other people wish they had you instead, hm? they all wish you were theirs,” you smirk as your lips make contact with his neck, “theirs to kiss, theirs to bite and play with and fuck. they drool at the idea of having you.”

“i— i guess so, yeah, but they don’t have me, you do,” he tries to pinpoint exactly what you’re trying to tell him, and it’s some weird combination of jealousy, possessiveness, and cockiness at the fact he’s yours, “what brought this all up, babe?”

“oh, nothing, let’s just say sometimes you have to put people in their place,” you bite against the skin of his neck, and he bites his lip to hold in the pained moan, whimpering muffledly instead, “you sound so pretty, angel, why are you trying to quiet yourself?”

“it’s embarrassing,” he whines. you don’t bother responding, so he doesn’t either. you continue to kiss his neck, biting down whenever you want to make a new mark, before sucking, licking, and kissing gently over it as an apology. he knows he’ll get yelled at for all the hickies again, but he can’t help it. he loves it.

he faintly hears you muttering in between kisses over his own thoughts, but he doesn’t pay it any mind until you hold your hand against his spit covered and marked up throat, “tell me who you belong to, babe.”

“you,” he whispers breathlessly, “you, you, please, i’m all yours.”

“mine, mine, all mine.”

he’s like a sweet candy that you’re all too addicted to. he smiles as you breathe in his scent, shivering. it’s intoxicating, he’s intoxicating and enchanting and tastes so, so good. all those marks on his neck aren’t enough, nothing is enough for you. and he happily lets you do whatever you what, gives you whatever you want, feeding your possessiveness because he loves it. he loves feeling wanted and desired, and he is.

“you’re mine, and i’m yours, pretty,” you mumble in his ear as he pulls against the collar of your shirt, keeping you close against him. you go back and fourth between feverish kissing and him throwing his head back as you kiss down his marked neck to find the blank canvas that is his chest. he’s wearing a button-down shirt that he left mostly unbuttoned, so it’s easy to slip off him without much effort.

“can you tell me that you’re mine, please?” he begs, and though it’s not what you’re expecting, you oblige.

“oh, of course i’m yours, babe, you’re the only one for me, you know? i look at you and it’s like the rest of the world disappears,” you whisper softly as you move him onto your thigh, letting him decide if he wants to start moving or wait til he’s so needy he can’t think straight.

“a-ah, i feel so good,” he moans out the words, resting his hands on your shoulders for support as he moves his hips back and forth, gasping at the stimulation.

“you deserve to only feel good, my love,” you kiss his temple, holding his waist to help him keep a steady pace, “i look at you, and see the most beautiful thing to love. you’re so special, so rare, darling, the world doesn’t deserve to love you like i get to. i’m never going to let that go, let you go, unless you tell me to. i’ll want you until the end of time, changkyun.”

he blushes at your little confession. he’d say something similar if he could, but at the moment, he’s not sure the words would even make sense. his eyes shut tightly as he tries so incredibly hard to get close.

“you’re so pretty when you’re focused, too. you press your lips in concentration, shut your eyes, and you just look so weak and needy. i love it.”

“i’m always weak for you,” he mumbles.

“and only me, right?,” he nods, and you smirk, “good. tell me who you belong to again, would you?”

“you,” he breathes.

“again,” you hold his waist tightly, basically doing all the work of bringing him close yourself, “say it again.”

“you, i belong to you,” he says again, letting you take full control of him.

“again,” you echo, and he moans, getting so irreversibly close.

“you!” he almost shouts.

you shake your head, still not satisfied, “say it as you orgasm, scream out my name. who do you belong to?”

he cries out as the overwhelming feeling hits him all at once, “you! fuck, i belong to you, y/n! you! god, i— oh my god…!”

its so pleasing to see him like this, crying out your name as he uncontrollably shakes and cums for you, “that’s right, me, you belong to me, now ride out that orgasm, babe, you deserve every last bit of pleasure, and i’ll make sure to fill you up to the last drop.”

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taglist: @lovingonrepeat @neosincity @sub-hoshi-enthusiast @feelslikelove @maknaeronix @multidreams-and-desires @mellowriting @baa-nana @foenixs @sunflowerkeen @vanillaknj @yr-domxfantasies

[jooheonspinky]

Disturbance

Characters: Jooheon and Gender Neutral Reader

Genre: Angst

Synopses: A waking nightmare shakes you to your core and Jooheon is there to help calm you afterwards despite the fact you two had not been talking to each other all day.

Warnings: Descriptive mentions of an entity. Includes praying, though no specific religion/belief is mentioned.

Word Count: 2K

AN: Big thank you to my cousin @millie-ionaire05 for the moodboard.

Curled up on the couch, you pretend to give the movie playing on the television your full attention as you hear the door to your apartment open. Out of the corner of your eye you see Jooheon pause after closing the door behind him. He looks tired as he bites pensively at his lower lip. Your heart rate quickens in hopes that he will broach you, wanting to talk about your fight earlier that day, but instead you hear his keys jangle as he hangs them up on the hook next to the door. He walks brusquely right in front of the tv, not even sparing you a glance as he disappears into the bedroom.

Guess he wasn’t ready.

You refuse to be the first to say anything, though. This was all his fault. He should be the one to say something, to apologize, not you. All you wanted was to spend time with him. What was so wrong with that? Why couldn’t he see how little time you got to be together anymore? You both worked during the weekdays, barely having time for each other as your shift ended pretty late. Come the weekend, was it too much to ask for at least one day together, just the two of you?

The more you thought about it the more you knew you were justified in your argument and the more angrier you became at the situation.

As much as you hated the awkwardness, you felt he needed to step up and make changes. He needed to make a better effort towards your relationship. Every time you make plans with him...he already has something else going on. You weren’t one to be clingy, so again, was one day too much to ask for?

And why was he being so difficult about it anyway?! You scowl as you stomp over to the kitchen. You blink back the tears of frustration as you snatch the gallon of milk out from the refrigerator. You serve yourself a bowl of your favorite cereal and add the milk. After putting everything away, you grab two ibuprofens. A headache from the stress of the day was pounding behind your eyes, and there were no signs of it going away on its own. You plop back down on the couch, take the two pills along with a slurp from your cereal milk and then munch angrily on a spoonful of your late night snack. You let the movie run through, wanting him to be asleep before you retreat to the bedroom. With the headache only growing stronger with each passing moment, you no longer wanted to have a discussion with him this night.

When the movie is over and you are sure he’s out, you sneak quietly into the bedroom and move your pillow to the foot of the bed. Carefully, you slide under the covers and turn your back to your boyfriend. He was deep asleep, his soft breaths as his chest rose and fell grating on your nerves. How could he sleep so peacefully when you two were not in a good place? Taking a deep breath, you try to clear your mind, but the headache is raging something fierce. You close your eyes, wanting to push all the noise out from your mind in hopes this will help with the pain.

You tense. Something is...wrong.

You know how when you turn off the lights in a room it’s never really completely dark and you can still make out shapes of the objects in your room? Right now, when you close your eyes it’s as if they are still open. You can still see everything in your room: the outline of the headboard, the side table, your bathroom door. It’s quite disorienting.

What in the world?! This doesn’t make any sense.

You open your eyes, close them again, but it’s the same thing. It’s as if there is no difference in having them open or closed. You can feel panic building in your gut and you force yourself to calm down by trying to think rationally, taking in deep breaths and letting them out slowly. Maybe the headache was causing you to hallucinate. Maybe it always looked like this, but you never noticed before. You feel yourself slowly starting to relax as your heart rate begins to slow back down to a more normal rate, but then suddenly, the overwhelming sensation that someone is watching you overtakes you. You tell yourself not to freak out, there is no one else there aside from Jooheon, whose rhythmic breaths you can still hear behind you, but you just can’t shake the feeling!

Still lying on your side, you slowly brave a peek behind you and instantly freeze.

There is a large, rather husky, human shaped dark shadow figure hovering over you and staring down at you! For a moment, you think it’s Jooheon. It has to be Jooheon. Maybe he is checking if you are awake because he’s finally ready to talk. Maybe, but you are too afraid to speak in case it isn’t him.

And you just know it isn’t him.

You can feel it is something malicious. Somehow you know that it is feeding off of the negative energy that is surrounding you and Jooheon from your unresolved argument. It is reveling in, almost proud of, the fact that the two of you are on the outs. It’s as if it caused the disruption in your apartment and is now their gloating in the aftermath.

Though you can’t see it’s face with your physical eyes, your mind conjures up an image of a leering grin with sharp teeth, no eyes. The entity's mouth lengthens as the smile continues to grow. The image is just too horrifically frightening and you try to convince yourself it isn’t real, but your thudding heart refuses to accept it and calm down. It latches onto the picture of the grotesque entity, the terror building and building inside of you into a loud crescendo that threatens to completely overtake you. You are so petrified, goosebumps spread all over your skin. Your heart is beating much too fast and hard, you seriously think you are going to have a massive heart attack.

Unable to take it anymore, you finally jump out of bed and turn on the light. With the room illuminated, your eyes scan the area and find only your boyfriend’s sleeping form on the bed. You turn off the light and no longer see the being there. Panting in terror, you turn the light back on and do not hesitate to call out to Jooheon. He doesn’t stir.

“Joohoney!” you call again, much louder, and this time using his nickname.

He slowly stretches, his eyes blinking and trying to adjust to the brightness of the room. His bleary eyes locate you by the bathroom door.

Seeing the fear on your face, he awakens fully and sits up, “Are you ok? What’s going on?”

“I don’t know,” you confess. Now that the lights are on, you wonder if everything you just witnessed had truly happened. Maybe you had actually fallen asleep and it was all a nightmare that felt real. Feeling embarrassed now, you mumble, “There was something right there.”

You point to the middle of the bed. Jooheon turns on the lamp on his night stand and then pats the bed beside him.

“There’s nothing there,” he assures you. “It’s just you and me here. Come.”

He pats the bed again.

“Ok,” you nod, still wary.

With a gulp, you reluctantly flick off the light. You practically jump back into bed, snatching up your pillow on the way. Setting the fluffy cushion next to Jooheon’s, you sit beside him.

“Why don’t you tell me what happened exactly.”

You blush as you look away, your heart happy that, in spite of your little tift, he was still willing to help you. Now you shiver as you recall the incident and the vibe you felt from it.

“There was a...a shadow thing between us...on the bed,” you start. Jooheon stiffens beside you. You turn to look over at him and see alarm in his eyes. “I got the sense he was here because...because we…”

You wring your hands nervously as you let the words trail off. Would he think you were crazy? You were starting to feel that maybe you were.

“Because we fought earlier today?” he finishes for you and you nod, your eyes lock on your trembling hands. Taking a deep breath, he let’s it out slowly. “I’m sorry.” You press your lips together as he continues. “I hear you, you know?”

He leans forward, trying to catch your attention. You look back over at him, taking in the sincerity in his eyes. Your gaze captures the creases of worry on his forehead, the determined pout of his plump lips, and then his sleep tousled espresso colored hair standing at odd angles all over his head. Your heart lurches in your chest, swelling with love, and it just reminds you how much you hate the fighting between you.

“If you do, then why doesn’t anything change?” you whisper.

He sighs, “I’m not purposely pushing you away. Please believe me. I’m trying to break out onto the music scene, so I spend my time at the studio recording or writing up lyrics. I’m doing this for us. For our future. You know this.”

“I do, but...what about us now?”

Your voice cracks and he intertwines one of his hands with yours. Your eyes shimmer with emotions to feel your skin connect with his. You missed this.

“I’ll be more mindful, ok?” he caresses your cheek and your eyes close automatically as you soak up the tenderness of the gesture. “I never meant to make you feel like I don’t care or that I don’t need you, because I do. I really do. I love you.”

You smile, relief flooding you. Though, yes, you do know this, it’s still nice to hear him affirm his love for you.

“I love you, too.”

“I’ll make sure to make more time for us, too, ok?” he assures you. “I don’t ever want you to feel unsure of my love for you again.”

“That’s all I want,” you squeeze his hand.

“If you want, we’ll go out to dinner tomorrow. Wherever you want to go, we’ll go.”

You grin, “Really?” He nods. “That would be nice.”

“Let’s get some sleep then, but first,” he shifts to face you, now taking both your hands. “Let’s pray and make sure we don’t give that thing a reason to come back.”

“Yes,” you agree.

Your eyes slip shut as Jooheon begins to pray out loud for protection over your relationship and apartment. He rebukes the entity that had appeared to you and you feel peace settle between and around you.

“Amen,” you say together when he finishes.

Jooheon leans forward to drop a quick soft kiss to your lips. You smile gratefully at him. Now that all has been resolved, your body feels relaxed and sleepy. You both settle between the sheets, each on your own sides of the bed, and Jooheon turns off the light. The headache is now a dull ache at the back of your mind, but now that the lights are off, you can’t help but remember the entity and you shiver, the fear trying to return.

“Jooheon?” you whisper.

He must hear the slight tremor in your voice because he simply replies, “You know I don’t mind. Come on over.”

You both never cuddle in bed because his body exudes way too much heat and it is just too uncomfortable to be so close to him, but he knew you. He knew fear still lingered on your mind and knew you needed to feel secure and safe. And that’s what you loved most about him. How well he could read your emotions.

You scootch back, letting his arms engulf you. The warmth of his body, rather than a nuisance tonight, was a reminder of his love and willingness to protect you from anything...earthly or spiritually.

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Thank you so much for reading! Comments appreciated. Stay safe!

[mxnrly]

overly in love, changkyun

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fluff, slight suggestive !

i blame @ckyunoirs for this JSJDJS also, you see the world play? overly in love = oil :D

Rubbing my hands together, creating a certain warmth so as not to bother his skin with the coldness of my hands, I found myself waiting for Changkyun to come out of the bath to rub his full body because he had a stressful day, adding that the choreography of the comeback to come left him with a terrible ache in his muscles.

I was so focused on what I was doing that I didn't hear the bathroom door open to reveal the boy who had lived with me for two years. His long black hair fell freely framing his face, while his cheeks and nose were flushed with the steam from the bathroom. His eyes were crystal clear and his skin glowed from the water drops that still remained on his back and torso. He had a pair of pants that fell comfortably on his hips, giving him that carefree, cool look, with the minimum of fuss.

With a deep sigh I approached his chest and put my hands on his warm skin, sending shivers down my body. I began to move them in circles, covering every part of the skin where it seemed not to reach the liquid, leaving everything in its path with a particular glow. My mind was clouded with something I couldn't understand. Was it desire? Nerves? Although I had touched his body a million times, why did I feel different now?

Holding my breath for a moment, I lowered my hands until they were on his abdomen. Looking at each part of the bare skin, eyeing at him carefully, thinking about how many times he said he was going to the gym to take care of his health. His dedication...

I cleared my throat in a strange way, noticing how Changkyun's eyes were looking down on me. He wasn't looking straight ahead, he was really looking straight at me. 

"What are you thinking about?" he asked quietly, making me tremble. I cursed a thousand times in my mind. How is it that after so much time I keep getting like this with the least amount of effort?

"Nothing... just..." I was speechless as I began to get frustrated. Without looking at his face, I wanted to try and remove my hands from his chest, but he prevented me from doing so by kissing my forehead while he held my wrist with his left hand covering my entire hand with his.

Four seconds were exactly how long his lips lasted on my forehead, pressing gently. He stayed like this, with his nose in my hair. "I thought you were worried, your frown gets too much when you think of something that overwhelms you.” I had him so close, my eyes were perfectly in front of his neck, his scent embraced me and made me feel too good.

When I received no response, Changkyun began to search for my eyes. My cheeks grew warm quickly. I tried to avert my gaze or leave the room, get some fresh air and sort out my thoughts before returning to him.

However, his hand still held me, and the other in my waist attracted me again, joining his lips with mine, kissing me in the sweetest and most tender way. It was not an intense kiss, it was just one of those kisses that conveyed everything we refused to say. His lips were giving light and slow kisses on mine, I opened my eyes slightly to look at him, and he had his eyes closed with a scowl, as if he were completely concentrated on the scene. I directed my hands towards his chest again, feeling the warm skin under my, now cold, palms, which caused him to hiss at the change of temperature. I could feel his heart pounding and his breathing gradually accelerate, making me sigh in my place.

A few moments later, we parted, although not completely as his forehead fell over mine, both panting for having been focused on our actions and not on our breathing.

“You should put oil on me more often, don’t you think?” with a small nod i responded, too light headed to respond properly. "Even after so much, I still have this effect on you, don’t I?" he joked in a murmur as he opened his lips slightly and let the air pass through them.

With a slight laugh, I parted slightly to look at him properly in the face. "Don't be cocky," we both smiled as we looked straight into each other's eyes. "You look as if you were drunk."

A peculiar gleam in his eyes appeared, and he smiled openly. "I'm not drunk, just overly in love with you.”

[binniebutter]

{6:30 p.m.} You’re seated at the dining table of your childhood home, your boyfriend seated across from you. Your mother had decided that it’s been too long since you had visited her and demanded you to come over for dinner, insisting that you bring Changkyun with you. You immediately complied, wanting your family to meet your boyfriend. And now you were regretting your decision as your foot is yet again met with a kick from Changkyun. You glare at him but it does no good as he once again kicks your leg, trying to get you to retaliate. You roll your eyes and instead start a conversation with your sister seated beside you. Changkyun pouts as you ignore him, sending a kick harder than the ones before, forcing a whimper out of you. All eyes whip over to you, most of them holding concerning gazes. You wave them off before turning to glare at your boyfriend who in turn shrugs innocently at you.

[lemonietrinket]

Playing: Dalla Dalla - Itzy

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He’d come home early, a very rare occurrence, and in an effort to surprise you, Kihyun hushed his actions, slipping down the hall to your room as quietly as he could manage.

It wouldn't have made a difference however, as he found out when he somewhat barged into your room, to see you, bopping around the room with your headphones on, your back to the door.

You’d made the dresser your audience; in your head, you were a professional dancer, performing for a stage with flawless execution, presence and charisma.

However Kihyun could barely stifle a snicker as he watched you from the doorway, bemusedly intrigued. 

It was these little bursts of energy and radiance that he loved the most about you, even if he swore he’d never join in with you for any prize.

As you struck a pointed, blasé finishing pose, he drew a hand over his mouth to cut off another laugh.

What was he going to do with you?

~~~

Masterlist

[the-ghostbebe]

REQUEST (unfinished, updated: 2021.08.31)

Posted: Aug 19, 2021 ©️ the-ghostbebe 2019

Pairing: Kihyun x Reader

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Minor toxic friendship behaviors, i.e. ignoring.

I apologize that this has taken so long and is unfinished. I feel guilty for sitting on this for 4 months without any clear updates on when it would be finished. I hope you enjoy what is here so far.

"Kihyun...?" Silence... you'd been here for an hour already as Kihyun sat listening to dozens, or at least it seemed like dozens, of songs for his next cover. You'd brought over some food for the two in hopes of discussing where the two of stood in your friendship but after inviting you in and setting out the food, which sat half eaten on the coffee table around him, when he suddenly began to ignore you. Annoyingly so.

"Damn it Kihyun, why am I even here!?" Standing, you head for the kitchen to put away the uneaten portion of your meal to take home.

"Because you invited yourself over..." spoken from his place on the couch.

"You could have told me you'd be busy, I would have suggested coming over to talk another day."

"Okay" you watch has he scrolls again through his playlist and give a loud, annoyed sigh. "What?"

"Why are you ignoring me?"

"Because I'm working...?" Another stint of awkward silence...

This time he sighs, "Look y/n I have a deadline to select a song for this cover and I like sharing meals with people, what more do you want?"

You stood there staring at the back of his head, he had continued to look at his laptop and not at you, as every single scenario of confessing to him ran through your mind, but all of them ending badly given his current mood, rejection and ruining a damn good friendship was not on your list of things to achieve today.

"nothing..." heading for the door with leftovers in hand, "...see you later Kihyun..."

"Wait... you're leaving!?"

Now you had his attention, looking back you see him on his feet and facing you. "Yeah."

"Wh-why?" You'd be lying to yourself if you didn't admit that you found his confused expression slightly cute. Sighing again you take your hand off the doorknob to face him directly.

"Because you have work, remember? Also... it's not the right time for this talk apparently."

"Look I know I've been busy with everything but our friendship is important to me y/n... we don't have to plan talks to know I haven't been investing in us..."

"Kihyun.. thats not the only reason," you pause to search his face to see that he is worried, he hates when you or any of your friends leave after a tense argument, "...I like you Kihyun."

"I like you too y/n" you cut him off.

"No.. you don't see it.... I like you. Didn't you even notice that I got both our favorite foods from the nice restaurant across town? Did you notice how I tired to make the coffee table look a little more fancy and that we ate off real plates and not out of the delivery boxes?"

You watch as he slowly starts to piece it together, why you picked today to talk to him when you knew the other two members he shared the dorm with were out on late schedules. "I-.... I didn't think..."

(To be updated)

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