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vergilthelibrarian · 2 years

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Selfish

Yandere!TaeminxGNReader!

Cw: Taemin is manipulative and mentally abusive. (I do not support this type of behavior. It’s just a story and things a bit from my own experiences as well).

Hola ladies 😏 hehe…… anyway I wrote something. Please tell me if you like it, I don’t think I ever wrote a oneshot for Taemin before so like yeah lol

Enjoy ^^

Taemin knew he was in the wrong for taking advantage of you at your mentally worse but he always felt as though you wouldn't give him what he wanted if you were at your mentally best.

Which was you.

All of you.

Mind, body, and soul

In Taemin's eyes, you were too good for him but in the situation unfolding right before his eyes, the words coming out of your mouth was telling him the exact opposite.

"I'm not good for you." you cried on the floor, blood trickling down your arm.

"You're right. You're right. They don’t care about me."

Taemin immediately went towards you, stopping right in front of you and getting on his knees.

He grabbed you into a hug, being careful to not touch your deep wound on your forearm.

One of his arms letting for a bit to take the knife sitting next to you and pushing it as far as he can from you.

He knew you'd have an episode at some point again though he didn't expect it to be this bad.

You weren't taking your medication again and instead of encouraging you to take them like he normally did, Taemin started encouraging to not them anymore.

He didn't just outright started telling you to stop of course.

You would alwavs complain about your medication.

About how sometimes they wouldn't work no matter how high of a dosage or how many times you switch.

You were becoming irritated as in your own words; "Every psychiatrist I ever had treats medication like the end all be all. Every time i explain to them why it's not working for me, they just don't listen! It's like talking to a brick wall..."

Those words stayed in his mind and as his feelings for you grew even stronger, the guilt that was present whenever he would entertain the idea of making you stop your medication started dissipating before it completely evaporated.

"If you feel that way, maybe you should just stop taking them?" he suggested to you one day.

Obviously you didn't agree with him at first but then as weeks pass you began not taking your medication.

"You know... if you think your therapist and psychiatrist at that bad, maybe you should stop seeing them? Therapy doesn't work for everyone."

You nodded.

“Yeah.. you're right. I could probably try to find a new therapist and-"

"No!" you eyed Taemin suspiciously at his sudden outburst.

"I mean... you know since you said you always had issues with therapy, why not just stop going?" he chuckled slightly, awkwardness evident in his stiff body.

You bit your lip.

“Taemin I need some sort of help. I can't just stop therapy altogether." you sighed.

"You have me though...” he whispered low enough that you couldn't hear him.

After some time though, you stopped going to therapy.

In fact, you haven't seen a mental health professional in 10 months and in all that time, Taemin has been there for you through it all.

"You're right. I'm just crazy. I'm crazy." you cried hysterically into Taemin's chest from both the psychical and emotional pain.

"Everyone always leaves me."

"That's because they don't care about you as much as I do.”

Taemin once again knew he was very much in the wrong.

Your friends and family did indeed cared for you.

In fact they cared for you so much that they began warning you and even downright telling you to leave the man because he was flat out abusing you mentally though you didn’t believe it.

Taemin would always listen to you when you would complain about your friends and family.

You have gotten into huge fights with them some times and would tell him what they would tell you during those fights.

"My sister really called me a psychotic bitch all because I was freaking out from my paranoia!" you cried one night to him.

"Why would she call me that? She knows I can't control it!"

And like always, Taemin's arms would be wrapped around your body and you could never see his blank expression as he would say, "It's because she doesn't love you as deeply as you do her. She just thinks you're crazy." his voice gentle and soft. “She takes you for granted… but I don’t.”

Though Taemin knew how horrible he was for even driving you to this point where you would mutilate yourself over being (suspiciously) fired from your job, he felt absolutely no guilt.

He had to do this.

He needed for you to be his alone and if that meant destroying your life and mental health in order for him to get what he wanted then so be it.

As you cried hard into Taemin's chest, sanity broken, a little smile grew on your lover's lips.

He finally got you were he wanted you.

You were now truly his.

"You know I'll never leave you." his warm hand rubbed your back, soothing you.

"I love you okay?" he kissed your cheek before pulling back to look you in the eyes, smiling a bit wider as he saw it, doing well to hold back his gleeful giggle.

The exhaustion.

The defeat.

The sad, desperate plea for help all swirling in your eyes.

“Let's go to the hospital so you can get stitched up."

You nodded.

In your eyes, Taemin really was the only one who did truly love you.

And he did indeed loved you.

He was just simply selfish.

"I'm always gonna take of you. You know that."

#how the FUCK do you do read more links on the mobile app again #yandere shinee #yandere Taemin #yandere Lee Taemin #taemin x reader #taemin x male reader #shinee x reader #shinee x male reader

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castielli · 1 year

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I almost finished writing all the requests! I will be publishing them all the same day at 1 hour distance from each, even tho I lost some of the requests so idk how to tag y’all😢. I’ll update you with the date and the hour! Please, look forward to it!

#kpop x male reader #male reader insert #marvel x male reader #moonknight x male reader #supernatural x male reader #stranger things x male reader #male reader #skz x male reader #shinee x male reader #xdinary heroes x male reader

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rahhhbananas · 10 months

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✭ ✭ ✭ 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐎𝐍 ✭ ✭ ✭ ft. a lot of characters

summary. Y/n is very protective of his son (aka Spider Plush).

warning(s). He/Him pronouns, foul language, Hobie is a major bully

a/n. Y/n and Spider-Plush are the new Miguel and Lego Spider-Man

“He is a person! And you will treat him that way!”

The voice of Y/n welcomed the newly woken society. It was around 7 am, and a commotion had begun in Miguel’s office. As the sun lazily illuminated the sky, Miles groggily made his way towards Miguel's office, attempting to rub the sleep from his eyes. He couldn't fathom why there was such a commotion at this early hour. "Why is there so much yelling? It's 7 in the morning...!" he groaned, his voice laced with exhaustion. Miles walked through the door, greeting Gwen and Peter B. who were watching the scene amused. Miles looked to see Y/n in a heated debate with both Miguel and Hobie, although it was mostly Hobie, Miguel was sitting down, trying to sooth an incoming migraine.

Pavitr stood at Y/n’s side, cradling a….Spider-Man…plushie? “What is going on here..” Miles who was now wide awake stared at the situation, looking at Gwen for answers. Gwen responded with a chuckle “Get this…their arguing because Hobie skipped Spider-Plush in line for breakfast.” Gwen managed to say between fits of laughter. Miles gave Gwen a look “So, he doesn’t believe in consistency and he doesn’t believe in manners?” Miles watched Y/n, who looked like he was on the brink of committing murder, due to Hobie’s nonchalant face. Peter chimed in, catching a swinging Mayday “I don’t think he did it to be rude. Maybe because he likes getting on Y/n’s nerves,”

Jess who just walked in looked at Peter, “This early morning air finally gave you a brain?” She walked towards Miguel, handing him water and probably a headache pill. Miguel thanked Jess, looking up at the continuing argument. “Yeah..and how did Pavitr get into all this?” Miles questioned, Gwen laughed, for what seemed to be the 4th time “That’s even funnier! He’s trying to take Hobie to court,” Miles smiled, seeing the obvious amusement in the situation “Yeah, somehow he’s got a diploma in that stuff.” Jess chimed in from the computer.

“That’s not the fucking point, Hobart! My son deserves respect! You’ve made him cry!” Y/n gestures to the “crying” plushie, and Pavitr who’s nodding in agreement. Hobie scoffed “Cryin? He’s got a tear sticker on ‘is face! You’ve got yourself fooled!”. This was Miguel’s last straw, he finally flipped the table, literally, sending everything flying— including the cup of water, that Spider-Plush was now drowned in. Gasp filled the small crowd, the laughter coming to a halt to stare at Y/n who was breathing heavily, trying to calm down.

Y/n slowly turned, looking at the soaked Spider-Plush. The plush squeaked, comical tears spewing from its large eyes. Y/n turned to Miguel and Hobie— the latter raised his hands, in a attempt to prove his innocence, he instead pointed to the leader who sported a small bead of sweat, his posture straightened “Umm, that was an accident- I was trying to de-escalate the situation. My anger over took…” Y/n pounced on Miguel, not letting him finish his sentence. Miguel tried to pull the other off his face, stumbling around while knocking things over.

“I-it was an accident!”

“YOU HORRIBLE PERSON!”

“GAAH! WHERE DID THESE CLAWS COME FROM?”

“DON’T….WORRY ABOUT IT!”

“JESSGETHIMOFFME!”

“Sorry, Miguel. I’m not getting into this fight.”

“APOLOGIZE OR SUFFER!”

“AHHHH!”

The crowd watched in silence as Miguel walked out with a bucket on his head, drenched in water. Y/n, on the other hand, walked out cradling his son, the plush wrapped in a towel, Y/n cooed trying to calm down the squeaks emitting from the plushie. Y/n walks up to the group, staring directly at Hobie “Hobart. My lawyer will contact you.” Y/n pointed to Pavitr, and somehow the teen was in a suit. Hobie chuckled, “Fair enough.” Hobie looked at Gwen “Gwendy. Ya down to be my lawyer?” Gwen shook her head “Nope, your not dragging me into this.” Hobie sighed in defeat “Alrigh’ Miles, see ya in a suit on Tuesday.” Hobie shook said boys shoulders, before running off, leaving the boy no time to complain.

Y/n looked at his boyfriend, tutting his head “Fine. Miles. You wanna play that game? Helping my enemy!” Y/n groaned, pulling shades from seemingly nowhere, while also putting them on “I want my child support by Friday,” Y/n said, striding away, Pavitr shuffling after him, the stuff suit preventing him from running.

Meanwhile, Miles stood shocked “Child support? Wha…what is he talking about!” Gwen shook her head disapprovingly “Come on Miles, don’t play dumb, take responsibility.” She advised before departing, leaving Peter who shook his head as well “Don’t worry kid, we’ve all been there..” Peter smiles, before joining the rest.

“Wha- what are you guys talking about!”

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amphibiahawks321 · 5 months

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[backstage]

ShiningGlitter : This is gonna be a shiny performance!

BlackLemonade : [Sigh] I'm so tired but the show must go on

ShiningGlitter : Oh come on BlackLemonade! Be a little more optimistic!

Worker 1 : Alright girls your On in 5 minutes

Worker 1 : Oh! I also got a letter from Y/N he said it's for you two

Black Lemomade : wow From Y/N?

Shining Glitter : [Gasp] From Y/N!?

[Give them the letter]

[Black Lemonade opens the letter]

Shining Glitter : Look into the crowd?

[They both took a peek at the crowd]

[Y/N Hold up a big sign that says]

I LOVE LEMONADE💛🖤

AND

SHINING GLITTER 🩷💜

[M!Reader saw them peeking at him and start waving excitedly to them]

[Lemonade&Glitter's heart skips a beat by their sweetheart's sign and excitement]

Worker 1 : Awww that's so sweet-..... Wait where did they go?

[ShiningGlitter wears her shining Costume]

[Lemonade wear her badass accessories]

ShiningGlitter : We're definitely going all out now right?

BlackLemonade : Definitely

#male reader #cookie run kingdom #cookie run x reader #reader x cookie run #cookie run kingdom x reader #reader x cookie run kingdom #black lemonade cookie #shining glitter cookie #black lemonade cookie x reader #shining glitter cookie x reader #reader x black lemonade cookie #reader x shining glitter cookie #cookie run

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mlm-writer · 9 months

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Dating Leeteuk as SHINee's maknae headcanons

Pairing: Leeteuk (Super Junior) x Male!SHINee Maknae!Reader (trans-friendly) Rating: General audiences Words: 1085 POV: Second Summary: On how you start dating until you finally make it public. Note: Decided on headcanon format to make it easier on me. Tags: fluff, getting together, idols, mention of SuJu & SHINee, but a bit more SHINee because they are my ult, and some mentions of homophobia

So like you’ve known SuJu since pre-debut and tbh at that age the age gap was just too big for you to get along with them really well

You got to work with them occasionally, but it took a good few years for you to really get close

Because of how well your voices work together, you got paired with Leeteuk for a collab on SM Station and that was so well received, you did a couple more of those over the years

Really your voices melted together like nutella on hot bread (Author loves this ok it fuckin slaps)

You did like a super nice love song together, but when you guys were singing together it did not sound anymore like you were singing about a girl, but about each other

Both of you were not even realising how romantic your eye contact was during the live performances

The songs were so well received, you even had a temporary project with Leeteuk, when Onew was out on military service. That’s when even you two could not deny the chemistry between you two.

You guys already acted like a couple before you made it official with each other.

Literally you’re at his place having wine after another day of dance practice, vocal training and photoshoots and you then realise how low the lights are and how your knees are touching on his sofa and how romantic the background music is…

You look up from your glass and see the candlelight flickering in his eyes and all that comes out of your mouth is “wait, this is really romantic”

And Leeteuk is a little embarrassed, because consciously he did not mean to put you on the spot like this, but he was old enough to realise he put way more effort into ‘just hanging out after work’ than was normal. For his fellow members you would not catch him meticulously picking a good bottle of wine or replacing the candles in the living room or dimming the lights to make the ambiance cosy. There certainly would not be playing some soft jazz in the background.

And he has no excuse, because the realisation hits him like a train and he just asks you: “do you mind?”

You don’t even need to ask him if he does, because you understand that look on his face like no one else. You shake your head and just scoot closer to put your head on his shoulder.

Being idols, and men on top of that, you kept it a secret, but everyone was waiting for it. You knew about the fanfics, but you always thought they were made as a joke and you and Leeteuk were very discreet.

SuJu defo knew about you two, but they never mentioned it aside from some good-natured teasing about how Leeteuk spent so much time with you, it seemed like you were a married couple

SHINee also knew and they teased you endlessly about all the little things Leeteuk did, in the hopes you would admit Leeteuk did those things because you were together. They just did not want to ask you directly and allow you to come out when you were ready.

Tbh you did not even realise they knew. Both you and Leeteuk absolutely oblivious to how obvious you guys are.

It is in the Leeteuk walking across venues tailed by security guards just to say hello to you. It is in the way you have the habit of saying “oh Leeteuk hyung would love this” about food, drinks, furniture, songs, clothes etc.

When you guys are together you both have heart eyes while giving ‘professional’ compliments

Both your groups find it painful to watch, especially the more uhhh homophobic ones in SuJu (not gonna say who bc y’all will hate me, but if you know you know)

Then SHINee worked on recording Identity and they are making a lot of comments about it that kind of water down to “hey if SOMEONE in SHINee would have an INTERESTING identity, we would NOT mind that”

You’re one dense mf so Key takes you aside and has a heart-to-heart with you and a lot of alcohol

Do you remember telling him even the spicy details of your relationship? No. Did it happen? Key won’t shut up about it to you. He is not that much of a dick tho to tell the others.

You feel really shit about your slip up and the fact that you were now hungover on date night

Leeteuk went all out with finding a remote spot up Mt. Namsan and buying all that was needed for a simple, but romantic dinner with a view of Seoul. The night lights were gorgeous, the city alive. You had gimbap and fried chicken for dinner with some small electric lanterns surrounding the picnic mat under you. Your favourite playlist played over the bluetooth speaker.

Leeteuk showed you a video that Key took while you were drunk off your ass. It was embarrassing to hear yourself proclaim how much you hated not being able to kiss him in public.

In your words “everytime I see my Teukkie, I wanna squish his cheeks and give him wittle smoochies, but noooooo gotta keep my idol image like I care about that. Aren’t we getting old? When do I stop caring and start marrying?”

You could die of embarrassment, but then Leeteuk took the ring out.

Next day you’re public, what the company might say be damned

God the backlash was huge, the following weeks full of angry managers, PR people and screaming ‘fans’ outside the SM building.

You and Leeteuk laid low for a month or so, but you had a comeback to do and SHINee could not delay more.

In the end it is the support of both SHINee and SuJu members that turn the tide for your career.

Most idols decide not to comment on your homosexual engagement, but some idols had also been on the shipping train for years and were glad to finally see the inevitable out in the open

The reactions were overall mixed. Some people are glad to see their ship be real, some are just homophobic. That’s life. The moment things went public, you and Leeteuk were faced with new challenges, but none of those challenges changed you. You and Leeteuk were in love before the two of you were aware of it, and now the world was aware of it, you got to show it too.

#super junior #shinee #kpop #suju #leeteuk #leeteuk x reader #leeteuk x male reader #trans male reader #male reader #suju x reader #suju x male reader #kpop x male reader #kpop x reader #super junior x reader #super junior x male reader

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itstheoneshot · 7 months

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Designer Boy

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Summary: You live for the lifestyle you have made for yourself. A real party boy, following fashion, dance, and so much drinking. Tonight isn’t any different, at least not at first.

Word Count: 2.6k

Pairing: Key x Male Reader

Warnings: 18+, NSFW, Alcohol Use/Drunkenness, Anal.

Every weekend, another party, another hangover, and close to no recollection of the night before. They were so frequent that you didn’t even bother dressing up over the top for them most of the time, but tonight you did, and soon you will be glad that you went all out.

Your friendship group was a mix of all sorts, people from all different walks of life, with each fitting together like a puzzle. You take pride - pun not intended - in being the flamboyant gay guy in the group, living for all things camp, fashion, dance, you name it, that is you.

Tonight you look ready for a runway, high waisted black skin tight jeans, torn to shreds to show off the tattoos on your legs. A loose fitting, but still tiny white crop top. Curated accessories, belt, jewellery, a stunning handbag, but the outfit is held together by the most standout piece. 6 inch stiletto heels, metal silver, they are to die for, a prized possession, something that you have not got enough wear out of, so you are getting their money’s worth now.

You love the attention from the girls, every one of them at the party loses their mind when they see you dolled up. A full face of makeup completed your look, dark eyeliner and light everything else, you know that you look good. Your best friend hangs off your arm while you two begin to drink, you had a couple earlier while getting ready but that buzz had died off, and now you are at the host’s house, it is time for you to really start.

“Who is that?” You whisper to your best friend Hyoyeon, tilting your head slightly towards the kitchen, not wanting to draw attention to yourself, though nobody else could hear over the thumping music, “I’ve never seen him before.”

Hyoyeon discreetly glances over your shoulder while she reaches for the bottle of vodka on the table, pouring out a shot for herself and for you. She hands the glass over, and you both throw your heads back, downing the liquor and fighting back that sting.

“That’s Taeyeon’s brother,” She replies, referring to the friend of yours whose house you are at now, “Kibum, and yes, he is gay.”

You are surprised you had never seen him before, with all the socialising that you do, and that his sister Taeyeon does too, she is at every party that you are, it is a little shocking.

“Is he single?” You ask, not wanting to get ahead of yourself, which would be so easy when the man you are looking at… looks like… that, “Why don’t I know him?”

Hyoyeon laughs at first, she is able to see right through you, it is not hard to tell when you are into someone, and wow, despite only seeing him from across the room, you are into him. He has this intense aura, a completely unique style, curated and perfect in every way. He has striking features like a fox, beautiful lips, jawline, and a scar through his eyebrow that catches your attention in the best way.

“He just got back from the US,” Hyoyeon tells you, “He was studying design, so has been away for a few years, and from what I know, he’s single.”

You glance down at your outfit, suddenly a little self conscious, worried if you will impress a fashion major, or if he will judge your style. You know that you carry yourself well, and that confidence can be the key to pulling a look together, and with a few drinks down, it is even easier to put on the charismatic charm that has made you as popular as you are.

Picking up another drink, you and Hyoyeon head out to where some of the party guests are dancing. You have a better view of Kibum here, and he can see you clearly too, but you try hard not to make it too obvious that you are staring, instead making infrequent glances in his direction, hoping that he meets your gaze every time.

The first time he catches you staring, it is as if the world around you disappears, nothing existing outside of you too. An instant attraction, but you want to play a little hard to get, so you look away, back to Hyoyeon dancing in front of you and motion to her that you need another drink. There is no way you could stay composed around that man without a couple more drinks, so you line up two shots for yourself, Hyoyeon following suit because she just loves to party, and you take them both consecutively, not stopping for air between them.

When you open your eyes again, you realise that someone is next to you who wasn’t there before. You pick up the mixed drink that you poured for yourself before you turn to see who it is.

It is him.

Fuck, he looks even better close up. His skin is flawless, what the fuck is his skincare routine? Does he even have pores? Despite being extroverted, and a little drunk, you still find yourself lost for words. He smiles at you, seemingly aware of his power, the smile more like a devilish smirk, it has your knees wobbling, confidence dissipating so quickly.

“Care to dance?” He asks, holding his hand out for you, “You look like you could use it.”

Heat rushes to your cheeks, you are hypnotised, taking his hand without a second thought and following him back out to where you were dancing just before. You hear Hyoyeon laugh, calling out something about how she might find you later, before she walks away to find some other friends to hang out with. You feel privileged to be getting this attention, laughing as Kibum spins you around before bringing you in closer to him, throwing your head back as you let the music course through your veins along with the alcohol you are so recklessly consuming.

Kibum is touchy, and you so easily give in to him. He holds your wrist, and guides your hand holding your drink to your mouth. He watches you down the alcohol in one big gulp, and a fire lights behind his eyes as a few stray droplets fall down your chin and further down your neck. You lick your lips to try and catch anything that you missed, all while keeping your eyes trained on the man with one hand on your waist, the other wrapped around your wrist.

You introduced yourself at some point, but Kibum makes a point of only calling you honey rather than your name. No complaints from you though, the way that it rolls off his tongue has you forgetting that you even had a real name, happy to be only referred to this way by him forever. You place your glass down on the closest table, wanting to focus all of your attention on Kibum, both hands all over him, admiring his clothes, but mostly admiring his body. He is much the same way, seemingly unable to get enough of you, getting hot and heavy so fast.

He kisses you suddenly, hand finding purchase on the back of your neck to deepen it, tongue pressing past your lips to get a taste. You are addicted, more than you thought could be possible, needing him like oxygen, so fucking attracted. You gasp as he nips your bottom lip, only giving him access to kiss you deeper, tongue practically halfway down your throat to prove that he is just as addicted. You couldn’t care less about being at this party anymore, wanting privacy, needing to be alone with him, desire taking over your being.

“How about we take this upstairs?” Kibum murmurs in your ear, “I think I’d like you all to myself now, honey.”

As if he needed to ask, you nod between kisses, murmuring a yes please, hyung before allowing him to lead you away from the makeshift dance floor and down the hall to the staircase. You eagerly follow him, barely inches apart, both stumbling slightly both out of drunkenness and out of sheer desperation to get these fucking clothes off each other.

Once in his room, Kibum presses you up against the door at the same time that he locks it. His kisses are even deeper now, hands roaming under your crop top, the feeling is electrifying, you are moaning already and he has only grazed your skin. It doesn’t take long for him to begin working at undressing you, each item of clothing admired and removed with the utmost of care, and if he were not a fashion major you probably wouldn't have understood it, but it is intimate in a way that you can’t quite explain, and you love every second of it.

Your clothes are neatly piled up next to your shoes, leaving you completely naked while Kibum is still dressed, before he lets you take his clothes off too. You are just as gentle as he was, besotted and admiring every inch of him until you both are fully undressed. The tension is too much now, having held back for so long to sensually de-robe one another, Kibum is forceful in the way that he grabs you and drags you across the room to his bed.

“You’re such a beautiful boy,” He purrs as you lie flat on your back and he hovers over you, “I know you’re gonna feel real good to be inside of, aren’t you?”

You hadn’t discussed positions, though you know that your aura probably gives it away, you are relieved to hear that Kibum will be topping, and you thank past-you for deciding to give yourself a proper clean and prepare before coming to the party, despite the fact that you hadn’t really planned on getting laid tonight.

“Mhmm,” You nod, happily spreading your legs for him to fit in between, as he leans over to his bedside table to pull a bottle of lube out of the drawer, “I promise, you don’t need to hold back.”

Kibum opens the bottle and pours a healthy amount out onto his hand, before cheekily drizzling a little onto your hole, sending shivers up your spine and making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. He leans down to kiss you as his fingers swipe up and down, chuckling as you writhe under him, especially so as his index finger presses in up to the first knuckle. His fingers are long, slender, a little bulged at the knuckles, and fuck, it feels so good. You know that you need to take it slow, and he is extra gentle, but you already push back on his hand, motioning for him to add more, wanting the stretch, the burn that means you will have his cock inside you sooner rather than later.

One finger moves to two and you see stars when he curls his fingers, finding your prostate and repeatedly hitting it over and over. You can barely breathe, nails dragging down his flawless back, surely leaving red marks in their wake. You arch your back under him, wanting to feel his cock on yours, both fully hard, the friction of your skin is almost too much. Kibum moans as your dick twitches against his, grinding down on you to chase the feeling. You open your eyes mid-kiss to see him staring at you, watching intently as he stretches you out and prepares you for him.

“Fuck me,” You whine, “Please, hyung, I need it.”

Kibum chuckles as he slowly pulls his fingers from you, leaning over to his bedside drawer again, this time to grab a condom, tearing the packet with his teeth before rolling the latex down over his cock. He picks up the lube once more, pouring a healthy slathering over the condom before he moves down to kiss you again. Impatience is clear between the two of you, he wastes no more time guiding his cock to your now prepped hole, pushing in past the tip, keeping his eyes on you to make sure that you are not uncomfortable. You push back towards him, motioning with your action that you want more although you are lost for words. He does exactly that, one swift movement to thrust in the whole way, taking him in all the way.

“You feel so fucking good,” Kibum moans, “Are you doing okay?”

You nod repeatedly as he slowly pulls back to thrust into you again, this time harder, faster. Neither of you are quiet, and you are thankful that the party downstairs is so loud, as your chances of being overheard are so limited. You wrap your legs around his hips, giving him an angle to fuck you deeper, in return he moves one of your legs up so that your ankle rests on his shoulder, only taking him in deeper again. The pleasure is overwhelming, mind racing as you try to hold yourself together when Kibum takes your cock in his hand to stroke you. Your vision is blurry from both the alcohol and the orgasm building inside you with each movement of his hand, and each repetitive nudge on your prostate.

“Hyung~” You cry, “More, more, more! Wanna cum, gonna cum.”

You are babbling now, words slurred as your body threatens to give way, but with Kibum’s continued ministrations, you are sure that he is permissive. His hand grips tighter, thrusting faster, chasing his own high as much as yours. You are sure that walking will be a little difficult after this, his cock is long and girthy, stretching you out far past that of either yours or his fingers. You are close, and growing closer by the second, enamoured by the man kissing you, fucking you, stroking you, holy shit you can’t hold back any longer.

“Cum for me, honey,” He murmurs against your lips, “Show me how good I make you feel.”

With a strangled cry, you throw your head back just as you release, hot strings of cum spurt from your cock all up your stomach, so hard that you almost reach your neck. Kibum milks your cock to oversensitivity, until you are running dry and he finally lets go too. His moans escalate as he fucks into you with every ounce of effort that he can muster, reaching his orgasm in record time following yours, once he can focus on only that and not getting you there also. The repeated abuse of your prostate has your thighs shaking, whimpering and writhing under him as you take the thrusts with the submissive patience that you have learned so well.

As Kibum slows down, all that you can hear is your heavy breathing, and the bass from the music thumping downstairs. You are dizzy and overwhelmed, and you cry out breathlessly when Kibum pulls out and moves away to dispose of the filled condom. He returns to you from his ensuite bathroom with a wet towel, and he rejoins you on the bed to kiss you while he wipes your body clean, removing the drying seed all up your stomach, and the overflow of lube on your cock and your ass. He laughs as you twitch when he touches you but he is gentle and only playing around, he really is just as enamoured with you as you are with him.

“Stay here tonight,” Kibum purrs, in more of an order than an offer, “I think I might want round two in the morning.”

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lemineso · 4 months

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MASTERLIST ★!

ATZ:

SVT:

SKZ:

BTS:

TXT:

Kang Taehyun x daring male reader headcanons

SHINEE:

#ateez x male reader #kpop x male reader #male reader #atz x male reader #seventeen x male reader #txt x male reader #skz x male reader #kpop x reader #bts x male reader #shinee x male reader #x male reader #kpop #masterlist #lemineso

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gayashawol · 7 months

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jjong sees a bbc for the first time (jonghyun x black m reader)

CW // Gay shit, smut, idk what else do you want me to say

Jonghyun gives a quick smooch on your lips before walking over to his drawer. He picks up a small blue and white packet before placing it inside of his pocket, away from your view. he went back towards you to continue where he left off. His hands were on your back, he presses on you softly as his leg leans forward.

He removes his shirt, wraps the cloth behind your neck to pull you close to his breath. You could feel his hands going underneath your hoodie, almost feeling the cold warmth touching your chest. Jonghyun saw your face look down, almost looking like you was nervous. He dips his head down, with his hand on your chin.

“Hey… are you sure you want to do this?” He said, feeling worried for you. “We don’t need to do anything if you don’t want to.”

“I do… I just need a little time.” He said as Jonghyun looked down at his growing bulge. He blushed at the sight, but the flatten expression quickly turned into embarrassment as he noticed that the bulge was still getting larger and larger.

“Um… don’t you want to take off your pants?” He asked, taking off his own to hopefully make you comfortable. “It seems trapped… you shouldn’t need to pack it tightly…”

You chuckled over Jonghyun’s reaction from simply seeing the active bulge forming together. Feeling more confident, you finally stood up from the bed to pull your pants down, seeing the hard cock spring up violently due to the length and girth. Jonghyun looked up, with his face turning red, unable to look elsewhere but to look in pure fear knowing that this whole thing was somehow going to fit inside of his ass.

“Um… is this humanly possible to have a cock like that?” Jonghyun asked, still dumbfounded over the sight, while meanwhile you enjoyed seeing him so flustered that it almost made your cock get even more larger than it was.

#kpop #shinee #shinee x reader #shinee x black reader #jonghyun x reader #shinee x black male reader #gay #bbc #shinee fanfic

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127luvr · 9 months

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oi can i request a taems fic by any chance ?? like he'd be the boy next door you always hung out with .... he always brought you some sweets ....... and he treated you to some coffee ... and he was so sweet that yn fell in love or sum ... and one day BOOM friends to lovers

ofc if you have time ! I'm not forcing u, but if you did, then thank uuu!!

Just me and you ✧˖°⋆｡˚

Lee Taemin x male reader

Taemin has known who he was since he was five years old. He was not a shy boy—rather one who wasn’t afraid to wear his heart on his sleeve.

On the contrary—when you were five years old, you were timid. Scared of everything under the sun and reserved after moving across the state. You were a sheltered kid, living life comfortably with only your family as friends until you moved to a suburban neighborhood.

Your room happened to line up in view of Taemin’s, his superhero curtains in plain view when you peaked over the window sill.

“(Y/n), we’re going to go say hi to the neighbors, okay?”

You could never quite remember how meeting Taemin went—the details blurry as all you recall is hiding behind your mom’s legs with sweaty palms and mismatched socks. But he remembers it clearly. He remembers your (f/c) shirt and cargo shorts that were too big on you. And while his brain couldn’t quite comprehend what this feeling was, he knew he wanted you in his life forever the moment he set eyes on you.

And that’s how your friendship escalated.

From play dates in his backyard—seeing who could swing higher—to late nights at your local cafe sitting opposite each other while studying for finals. You were inseparable. Never letting anyone or anything come between the two of you, there was never a period of time where you drifted apart from Taemin. Until now.

You were sitting at your desk with the chair facing your window. The blackout curtains you bought pulled to one side letting in the various colors the sky projected as the sun set. You could still see into Taemin’s room—albeit with poor vision—but you can’t remember when his curtains went from his superhero ones to plain grey. You can’t remember when he switched his race car bed out for a full-sized bed that sat in the middle of his room. You remember being so amazed at his bed, running your tiny hands around the plastic wheels one day when you were over.

You watched as his legs hung over the edge of his bed, bare calves spilling on the sides as he relaxed his muscles. You don’t remember when you started observing him like this. Watching as he lived his life away from you—but one day you started watching him absentmindedly. Watching as he stretched and learned choreography for his classes. Watching as he got dressed just to come over with an overnight bag that carried a week’s worth of clothes even if he was staying over for a day or two—even if he lived right next to you not even a minute’s walk away. This is easier. Watching as he lived his life as you tried to put words to your feelings.

Feelings you didn’t know you had until just yesterday—prompting you two to go the longest you have ever gone without seeing each other in years.

It had just been a day. Twenty-four long grueling hours but you already missed him. He would usually show up unannounced, spending a few minutes catching up with your parents before running up the stairs two at a time with your favorite snacks and drinks in hand. Not once have you had to ask him—or even tell him what you liked. He always just knew.

You turn your chair to finally face your desk, throwing your head back to stare blankly at your ceiling. There was no way you were going to let this affect your relationship with Taemin.

You pick your phone up to call him, unable to hold back the smile that pulls at your lips as you look at his contact picture. You bring the phone up to your ear, still watching the ceiling diligently as you count the rings on the other end.

“Hey—”

“Coffee?”

“Race you there.”

There’s never been an awkward moment with Taemin. Never a silence that was overshadowed by your inability to form words until now. You can feel his eyes burning a hole into the side of your face, his unreadable expression cause more nerves to settle in your body. It’s not an easy thing—sitting across from Taemin with these newly found feelings with a cup of your favorite coffee that he ordered and purchased before you could double click the lock button on your phone to pull up your card. It’s not easy as you can’t help but watch as his lips wrap around the green straw that bends at the entrance of his cup. You never noticed how plump they were.

“Y/n—”

“I think I have feelings for you.” Word vomit. It wasn’t the first thing you were planning on saying face-to-face after twenty-four hours. It wasn’t supposed to leave your mouth at all for that matter. “Romantic feelings.”

“I thought we were dating already.” You were glad he waited until you were done swallowing a sip of your drink—afraid that if there was any liquid in your mouth it would’ve been spat out. “I’m just kidding—I’m sorry, I wanted to lighten the mood, you’re so nervous.” It’s not a rejection—however it’s not an acknowledgment either. Taemin has no reaction to your confession and it makes your stomach turn. But he anticipates this, he anticipates your overthinking even before you get to say anything in return. “Hey, it’s okay, (Y/n). I’ve been waiting for you to come to the conclusion yourself.”

This confuses you—was it a confession of his own? Or had you been outwardly obvious about your feelings for him even before you realized them for yourself?

“I’ve always knows to some extent, (Y/n). Not about your feelings, but my own. I thought I had been obvious but we’ve always incorporated certain rituals that blur the line between a platonic and romantic relationship into our own friendship—I think somewhere along the way I never stopped to wonder if there were things I did that were friendly or boyfriend-y…” Taemin cringes at the use of the word, continuing his rambling instead of worrying about his wording. “I’ve always done things because you’re my friend but somehow I started doing them because I like you.”

Speechless. Taemin is far from awkward when he ends his speech and you have always envied this about him. His ability to talk openly about his feelings—something that scared you to death even if he returned your feelings. He gestures for you to talk again, face soft as he watches you shake your leg uncontrollably.

“I want you in my life forever, Taem. As my best friend and as a partner. I don’t think we could get this wrong—”

“Slow down, (Y/n), you can’t propose yet. We haven’t been on a single date.” You can’t help but roll your eyes, smiling fondly at his playfulness. There was no way the two of you could get this wrong, you were meant to be in Taemin’s life as he was meant to be in yours.

#my bro said oi…#you’re so polite I could cry 😭😭😭😭#hi of course I can absolutely write this for you pook #I don’t get a lot of Shinee requests thank you for this #I love Taemin #taemin #Shinee #taemin x male reader #shinee x male reader #male reader insert #x male reader

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