#wayv x yn

[planetkiimchi]

this turn of events | d.sc

featuring: guard!winwin x royalty!reader

word count: 1172 words

author's note: every time i write something with wayv i can and will make them speak in chinese / their dialects if possible, so i guess we can’t really be surprised that when i say “their language”, i really just mean wenzhounese. i can’t speak wenzhounese myself, so i’m trusting google on this one. hope you enjoy <3

author's note 2.0: winwin believes in fate btw. if you even care. (source: the panda video at 3.40)

taglist: @slytherinshua ,, @welcometomyoasis

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Sicheng glanced up at you, his ruler, and his heart softened. You were strong, courageous, but most of all, you were whole. You had been split apart time and time again and you still stood there, fully whole and scarred from the fractures. You smiled your glorious smile, the one that made kingdoms crumble and cities tremble, that led countries to their downfall.

In his heart, he didn’t think he had ever held so much love for anyone—not for his sister, whose hearing they were currently attending, not for the parents that had laboured to give him such a good life.

No, the only person he held in his heart was you, the hurricane that had dredged him out of the outer circle, that had molded this farmer’s son into the highest of the royal guard.

If your intoxicating aura could have been hidden away like a secret, in a cave full of treasures and wonder, they would have done you in. Yet, your spirit roamed free, never crushed underfoot by conquerors. The people's attitude had no effect on you, only providing a source of amusement which you enjoyed greatly.

Sometimes, when your eyes twinkled like that, mischief and resignation muddled in a cloudy mess of emotions, Sicheng was afraid. Not afraid of you—never afraid of you—but afraid for whoever had incited that mischief, for he knew it would never end well.

He knew that two months earlier, when he had attempted to break Sixue out of prison, that he had intentionally been left as the only guard on duty. You trusted him, and your brother hadn’t interfered, because he’d wanted to test Sicheng.

He hadn’t passed that test, evidenced by how they were gathered in that courtroom again, awaiting judgement.

Earlier, when Sixue had been led into the courtroom, her eyes haunted and dull, lips cracked and dry, Sicheng had felt a flash of a headache. It happened when you exerted a great amount of power over him, typically when he was being stubborn, but it was gone in an instant.

Because even without you controlling him, he could feel your stare against his back, and that alone was commanding enough for him to listen.

Sicheng hadn’t intended to go towards Sixue, even if her gaunt body and the blood that had dried crimson on her skin worried him. Because you had told him not to, and he trusted you with his life. By extension, he trusted you with Sixue’s as well.

One glance at you now, back rigid and gaze emotionless, would send shivers down anyone's spine. With your narrowed eyes, taut lips set into a line, it was easy to overlook the spots of pink dusting your cheeks, a telltale sign of your investment in this trial.

It hadn’t been hard for you to offhandedly make a decision to give Sixue a trial instead of immediately sending her for execution—and though Sicheng had bristled at how much power you held, he found comfort in the fact that you would never wield that power carelessly.

He wasn’t sure how you were intending to turn this trial in your favour when you weren’t allowed to speak, and as he watched Sixue, worry tugged at his heart. Upon questioning, Sixue’s words were hollow, hair hanging like a sheet in a drawn-back ponytail. Her fingers kept twitching, and Sicheng noticed her fingernails were grimy with dirt.

Sixue denied all of the accusations, which was a complete change from her attitude the last time she’d been brought before you. What Sicheng didn’t know was that you had instructed her to deny all accusations, and you would take care of the rest.

With little to no evidence to prove her guilt, and your silence encouraging the judge to let her go, Sixue was released.

Once the trial had ended, she was brought out of the courtroom, albeit no longer in chains.

Sicheng turned towards you, pleading gaze begging for your permission to speak to her, and you blinked slowly, guiding his foot to take one step in Sixue’s direction.

He didn’t need to be told twice, sprinting out of the courtroom and darting down the steps to where Sixue was, ready to wrench her out of the guards’ grasps, but then he caught himself, stopped, and inhaled.

“I’ll take it over from here.” He issued it like an order, the same way he imagined you would have, and the guards looked at each other before shrugging and handing her over.

As soon as they were out of earshot, backs turned towards the brother and sister, Sicheng wrapped Sixue in a hug so tight she had to pry herself out of it, gesturing to her blood-stained clothes and the bruises on her limbs.

“Agū.” She said one word, but the weight of it was unbearable for Sicheng. That one word was filled with years of memories, Sixue always turning to her older brother in times of trouble; when she scraped her knee or sprained her ankle, when she got tanned after spending too long in the sun and she cried because she would never be fair again.

Now, she was indeed fair, pale, even—and still she called out for Sicheng. Agū. He was her safe haven, the only constant in her life, the one who would attempt to rescue her even with the threat of execution hanging above his head.

She crumpled in his arms like paper, fragile and easily torn, so light and frail she might have flown away if the wind blew too hard.

“Why… why would the Crown do that for me?” she whispered, referring to you the way all peasants did, as “the Crown”, or in their language, huáng guān. 

“The Crown is a complex person,” he shrugs. “I’ve known them for so long, and yet I can never claim to know what exactly goes through their mind. I just know they’re not half as cruel as the rumours say.”

“They almost cut off my foot,” Sixue hissed, recoiling at the thought.

Sicheng rested one hand on her shoulder reassuringly. “The dagger would never have fallen on your foot. It was a mistake not to trust them then, because maybe if I’d left the dagger alone, they wouldn’t have sent you immediately for execution, and I wouldn’t have panicked and tried to break you—” He was cut off by Sixue clamping one hand over his mouth.

“Don’t voice it aloud. The walls have ears.”

Either way, as soon as Sicheng said it aloud, he knew that if he hadn’t changed the course of that dagger, you wouldn’t have had anything to bring your brother down with. In some ways, the world worked like that—if fate hadn’t brought him to you, he wouldn’t have had the money to keep his family alive.

Sixue would have spoken, but just then, you appeared seemingly out of nowhere.

“My brother’s trial is in a short while,” you informed Sicheng. “Be ready.”

Sicheng nodded, and turned to Sixue. “Take care of yourself.”

Sixue hugged her brother once more and was off.

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Sweet!

University AU

TW: Language, Alcohol Consumption, Mildly suggestive, Drunk Fluff (Consent is sexy guys) Genre: Romance, Comedy, Fluff (lots of it) Pairing: Liu Yangyang x Reader YN Pronouns: Not Specified Word Count: 3.3K

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Notes: For all the girlies (gender neutral) who didn't get their first kisses until college, aka after they had reasoned and thought that they'd never need one (also with a bit of my own fluffy twist to it hehe) Disclaimer: Please remember that this is an AU and a work of fiction, obviously the idols mentioned/written about in this story would never partake in these actions. The idols mentioned in this work are meant to be seen more as face claims rather than the actual idols themselves.

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You know that horrific feeling you have when your crush walks into the same room as you? When your heart beats faster, your face gets warmer, and your words start stumbling over each other? That's right now.

"So, uh... is this the Physics Three study group?" The new guy asks. You look amongst your friends and, as if your embarrassment couldn't have gotten worse, Giselle suddenly nudging you couldn't have made it more obvious.

"Yeah, that's us," Mark grins. "Take a seat wherever you'd like, to sum it up, I'm Mark, that's Giselle, and that's (Y/N)," he points to each person.

"Cool, I'm Yangyang," he closes the door behind him.

"So we're, like, five questions in, but (Y/N) can get you caught up." You never agreed to that. Mark's eyes slide to you, a knowing look behind them.

You've been set up, that's the only other way you could explain this, and when Yangyang slid into the chair next to you that pretty much confirmed it.

"Sorry, just to toss it out there, I'm shit at math," he opens his laptop in front of you and you slide yours toward his.

"It's fine," you swallowed the nervous sound down. But, as he opened the class website, your heart sank. Surely, you had to have been imagining that 24% overall grade. You shot a shaky glance toward your own laptop, a confident 97% showcased on it. Quickly, you switched tabs to the homework. "So... number 1," you look at the work you had on your paper.

"Oh, I know this one, it's a torsion question right?" He asks. You do a double take toward your paper.

"Ah... no... it's a gravity question."

"Shit."

"Shit," you muttered at the same time. You turned your phone over just a little to see the message come in from Giselle.

'At least he's hot.'

That was your first introduction to Liu Yangyang. It had to have been a miracle that he made it this far with how little he understood about the class, but hell you'd be damned if you left him to suffer on his own in this class. Plus, studying with him was just as beneficial for you too.

Well, that's what you told yourself. But really you knew the truth. This was the perfect chance for 'that guy with the orange backpack from physics' to become 'Liu Yangyang' proper. Your hopeless crush that motivated you to go to this god-forsaken 8 a.m. MWF class was now sitting right next to you completely fucking up the gravity equation and wow...

At least he's hot.

And that's what you kept telling yourself even after Mark and Giselle left to head home, you and Yangyang stayed behind, still working on a few problems to be sure that both of you got it down. To be honest, he was a fast learner, it was the fault of your professor, who was a shit teacher enough as is.

"You know what, (Y/N)? I really appreciate this," he says. "I owe you a big one, yeah?" The both of you had been kicked out of the library now that it was closing, and the night air on campus was just so inviting. And it's coldness did wonders for the way your face heated up, you praised the dark for hiding your expression.

"Oh, come on, it's nothing!" You waved your hand. "We're all trying our best to pass here, so I'm always happy to help," you told him. You're happy to look at him too, but you would never tell him that.

"But it's a lot to me, anything you need, let me know," he says. "I mean it! I don't go back on stuff like this!"

"Yes, yeah! I get it," you grinned.

"But, uh, wanna drop by Starbucks before we head back? You live on campus, right?"

"I do! I'm down for coffee too," you nodded. Was this a date? No, nah, no way.

"Sounds good, I'd hate for the night to end early," he says, matching your pace. Early? Sir, it's 11 o'clock. You wanted to say that, but you held it back.

~

Since then this study group had met up a few more times leading up to midterms. Though Yangyang was the newest addition, having joined a grand total of five sessions out of the twelve previous, it was more like he'd been what the group has been missing. Sure, he was horrendous at Physics but that explanation you'd come up with to help him was enough to help you all out as well. Plus, he balanced the group's excess workaholism well with his "let's take a break!" attitude.

And, at the end of this most recent study session, the group found themselves in Mark's apartment, four pots with different kinds of instant ramen boiling in the background, and empty cans of various seltzers around you all.

"So, as I was saying," Giselle's voice was slurred as she drank down her third can, "men ain't shit," she points at you. "Do better," she leans on your shoulder and you nodded quietly.

"Do better? What do you mean?" Mark asks.

"Oh... yeah... (Y/N) has a big crush," Giselle giggles.

"I don't!" You shook your head and Mark perked up.

"Oh, shit, wait, let me make sure the noodles aren't burning!" He shot up and walked to the kitchen.

"So... who's your crush, (Y/N)?" Yangyang probes.

"Me? I don't have one!" You defended.

"You do!" Giselle urges you.

"I..." You hesitated while Yangyang waited for your answer. You can't tell him you like him now, not while you're both semi-drunk and at the behest of the cheeky girl behind you. It was just so unromantic! If you're going to confess then you want the setting to be good! "Mark."

"What?" Giselle and Yangyang were quick to answer.

"Mark, I like him, I think he's cool," you lied.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Giselle shrugs it off. "Either way, (Y/N)'s scared because, surprise, (Y/N) is a mouth virgin."

"Ew! Oh my god, never say it like that again," you pushed her away, but she quickly finds purchase around your waist once more. "Don't listen to her, I've just never had my first kiss," you turned to Yangyang who was already getting sleepy with all the alcohol. He just nodded.

"That's fine," he mumbles.

"I mean, I'm pretty sure (Y/N) is also a virgin virgin," Giselle whispers not-so-quietly.

"Giselle! Oh my god, I am never letting you drink again," you took her seltzer and chugged it down. "I'm... I am okay I can't deny or defend it, but god don't put it out in the open like that," you playfully push her again and she laughs. "Don't tell him."

"Sure, your secret's safe with me," Yangyang rests his head on the couch cushions. "Damn, this floor is uncomfortable."

"You could move to the couch," you said.

"Wanna move with me?" He asks. You look at Giselle, who's eyes seemed to sparkle with a 'go girl go' attitude.

"Yeah, sure, I can't feel my ass," you nodded. Yangyang stood up first, stumbling back slightly in the process, but once he steadied he helped you up too and you both sat down. "Oh, shit, I left my can," you reach down to grab it, but before you could even think of going any lower you shut your eyes, feeling like cotton was being stuffed into your ears.

"Hold on, I gotcha," Yangyang grabbed it for you and you took it. Meanwhile, he rested his arm at the back of the couch, looking over at where the entrance to the kitchen was. "Yo, Mark! Where's the ramen?!"

"I fucked up, guys!"

"Oh my god, how do you fuck up instant noodles," Giselle pushes herself up. "Don't worry, Mark, I'm on my way." And she's gone. Once again leaving you with the guy from physics.

"Hey, you know, offer still stands," Yangyang says quietly. "If you need a favor, I'll help," he continues.

"And... anything can be my favor?"

"Yeah," he gives you a sideways nod. "If I can do it, that is."

"Um, actually... Nevermind. I don't know, I'm just nervous to say it."

"What? Say it! The worst I can say is no, right?" He says. You finished your can. You're going to need all the alcohol in the world to say this now.

"Do you... do you think you can teach me..." you swallowed back a nervous sound. "Nevermind, I can't say it."

"Say it!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"You'll never look at me the same again!"

"You don't know that! It's cool, (Y/N), I gotchu, I owe you everything," he says. You shook your can, empty.

"Are you going to finish that," you pointed at the can he was holding behind you. Wait, behind you? It was now you realized the position you were in. How long were your legs close to his like this? Actually, no, not important. How long was his whole arm wrapped behind you? Hello? (Y/N)? Are you there? Again you felt your face heat up.

"Uh... do you want it?" He tilts the can toward you and you take it, chugging the rest of it down. You leaned toward him, your voice low so you knew for a fact the other two wouldn't be able to hear.

"Could you teach me how to kiss?" You asked quietly. Yangyang was also silent. But soon he leaned forward. "Of course, for when I finally confess to Mark," you insisted quickly.

"Right now?"

"No, later, when we're sober," you said. "Hopefully both of us forget about it," you say.

"I mean... yeah, I'm down to help you out," he says.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"You won't even remember this," you crossed your arms and pulled away from him.

"Wanna bet?"

"Bet."

~

"Hey, (Y/N)! Ready for your kissing lesson?" Yangyang had a wide grin on his face and you gasped and shut your front door in his face.

"Oh my god, he remembered," you suppressed the urge to bite your nails. He knocks on the door again and you take a deep breath before opening it. "I have no idea what you're talking about," you said calmly. But Yangyang just stared at you with a flat expression. "Dammit."

"I have a really good memory, you know," he still has his signature smile.

"Okay... um... just a second," you closed the door again, carefully this time. And you broke out into a run. You scrambled to grab your mints from your bag, taking a handful of them into your mouth before picking up anything that seemed out of place and shoving them into a closet, then you ran to your room, grabbing the closest chapstick to you and layering that fucker over your lips while Googling 'How to Kiss someone' and opening up the first link to a WikiHow of all things and skimming through it on your way back to the front door. And, finally, once all the mints had dissolved, you opened the door again.

"Done cleaning up?" He chuckles.

"How'd you know?" You asked him.

"I heard you running around there, (Y/N)," he answers.

"Oh... um... you should come inside now," you tried to shove your embarrassment down and you regretfully let him into your apartment.

"I'm warning you, Yangyang, I have never kissed anyone before, haven't even come close to it, so you're just wasting your time here," you tried to ward him off. Then, you sat on the couch, hopefully feigning some ignorance will push him away.

"Eh, don't worry about it, I'm patient," Yangyang fell back on the couch and bounced slightly on it. He stretched one arm over the back cushions and you groaned into your hands, begrudgingly sitting next to him all the while. He's too good.

"I mean, I know that, but I still feel bad," your voice was muffled by your palms.

"So? I knew exactly what I was signing up for getting into this," you could feel Yangyang shrug. "Hey, come on, enough of that," he knocks on the back of your hands and you moved them enough so that you could see him while keeping your hands over your mouth. "Hi," he grins.

"Hello," you responded. Yangyang leans forward.

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about," he says.

"I know," you nodded curtly.

"And you know what?"

"Hm?"

"You may be good at teaching physics, but do you know what I'm good at teaching?"

"I swear if you say something embarrassing I'm kicking you out of my apartment."

"Okay, okay!" Yangyang raises his hands in front of him and your shoulders slumped. Your hands folded on your lap and you sighed. "Hey, it's up to you, I offered to help because I owe you one, but if you're not up to it it's fine."

"No, no, I can do this," you turned to him now.

"Okay, then do it," Yangyang egged you on and you nodded after taking a deep breath.

You proceeded slowly, a little unsure of your movements, but he was patient through it all. The accursed WikiHow article appeared in your head while you leaned toward him. Okay, easy now. Hands, where do you put your hands? You swallowed nervously and shut your eyes.

Yangyang, meanwhile, shifted glances between you and your hands each time. Sure, he figured he'd let you take charge, but fuck it you really need help. He tapped your wrist and your eyes opened.

"Oh god," you cursed quietly with your embarrassment clear as day.

"Visual learner?"

"Maybe?"

"Can I kiss you?"

"Uh..." your mouth was too dry to say anything else. Instead, you looked everywhere but toward him.

"(Y/N), look at me," Yangyang says quietly. Your eyes finally settled on him. "I'll ask you one more time because I need a clear answer here, can I kiss you?" The usual joking demeanor he had was gone now, instead he was dead serious.

"I... was I supposed to ask you?"

"Christ, (Y/N), answer the question please," he says again. Never once did he look away. You took a deep breath.

"Yes."

"Alright, I'll only explain it once, okay?" He says. You nod. "First thing you want to do is relax, don't overthink anything, let things move naturally," he shifts so he can move toward you now. You moved back until you were pressed up against the armrest of the couch "Hands are up to you, just try not to grip the couch though, yeah? It'll stress you out," your eyes moved toward the movement of his hand pushing on the cushion next to you. "Then, lean in, wait a little, and..." he pauses. The two of you were close enough that the tips of your noses were just barely brushing against each other. You held your breath now, your hands had somehow grasped onto each other and pressed down against your chest while your lips were sealed shut.

"And then...?" You looked at either side of you, before looking back at him.

"Relax," he says quietly. Your shoulders slowly melted into the cushion.

Then, he pressed his lips to yours.

And it felt nice. You wouldn't call it perfect, you didn't have the experience to make that call, but you didn't hate it, no. Your hands bundled his hoodie while one of his held your chin. Slowly, he tilted your head up and the kiss felt all the more better. He pulled away and, embarrassingly, it seemed that you tried to chase after him. Still, he remained over you, and it was his turn to look elsewhere.

"Whoa..." he said after a short while, "sweet," he grinned, and you were at a loss for words. "Just like I thought. Is that strawberry chapstick?"

"You've been thinking of kissing me?"

"I asked first," he sang. You groaned.

"Um… yeah," you answered.

"Huh," Yangyang's tongue pokes out from between his lips for a moment. "Oh yeah, that’s definitely strawberry," he grins. "Now to answer you, I always thought you were cute then, lo and behold, guess who joins my study group," he laughs.

"Huh? Excuse you, sir, you joined my study group," you defended yourself, sitting up fast enough that he climbed off of you.

“Did I, though?” Yangyang asks. You paused. Come to think of it, you did join the group late, and Mark had always mentioned to you that there was another person who usually joined on the Fridays you couldn’t make it. You covered your mouth with your hand to hide your surprise. “Surprise~” He sang.

“Oh god… I was set up!”

“Oh, big time, baby.”

“I…” you fell back on the couch. There had to be some way out of this embarrassment, you weren’t ready to come to terms with what was going on, then, your little white lie came back to you and you composed yourself once more. “Thank you for helping me out, Yangyang, I feel much more confident in confessing to Mark now.”

“Sure, (Y/N),” his responds slyly. “That why you were wearing strawberry instead of watermelon?”

“Dammit!”

“That and you do know that Mark’s, like, my best friend, right?” Yangyang flashed a text conversation between the two of them and you squinted to read it. The gist of the conversation was that Mark had told Yangyang about your little plan and Yangyang decided to play along.

“Played like a fiddle,” you shook your head.

“Would you like me to play you like a violin then?”

“That was cheesy,” you let out a small laugh. "Leave, get out, I said I'd kick you out if you said something cheesy," you said between laughs.

"What? Whoa! Who said the lesson was done?" Yangyang says slyly. "Come on, chapter 2, it's easy," he says.

"Is it really?"

"Sure," he leans toward you again and you leaned back until he was pressing you against the couch. "I'm gonna teach you how to make out, okay?" You swallowed nervously.

"Okay," it came out as a squeak and he laughed. "Stop it!"

"I'm sorry, hold on," he tries to stop, he really does, but it just made you even more embarrassed.

"Yangyang!"

"Oh man, I really thought this was going to go differently, hoo boy," he steels himself again. "I'm gonna kiss you again, is that okay?"

"Huh? Yeah, sure," you nodded and his lips connected with yours again, but this time it felt good. Good enough for you to wrap your arms around his neck to deepen it, and good enough for you to relax into his movements. Then, when a surprising moan came out of you, you felt him shift and grab your waist so suddenly that you gasped slightly, but that was more than enough for him. Yangyang pulled you closer to him, deepening the kiss in a way you didn't think possible, but, you didn't hate it. And when he pulled away you feared what snark remark he had now.

"You sure you've never kissed anyone?" He smirks.

"Oh my god," you looked away from him and all you could hear was his laughter.

"God, I like you, I like you a lot," he nudges your leg with his. "I think we'll be good for a long time, baby."

"Too much, I'm already embarrassed," you waved your hand toward him.

"So are you a coffee or tea person? I'd love to get to know you more," he teases. "And, not to be a little shit about it, but 'that guy with the orange backpack from physics,' are you serious?" He asks.

"Giselle that little backstabber!" You groaned. "Don't pretend you didn't have a code phrase for me too."

"I did, actually, with Mark."

"What was it?" You were almost afraid to find out.

"That person from physics with the black backpack."

"Oh you little-"

"Damn! I kiss you once and now you can't keep your hands off of me!"

"Yangyang!"

"God, I'm so into you."

"I cannot take you seriously, oh god."

~

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10:42 pm - japanese lessons (nakamoto yuta x reader; suggestive)

"I am not teaching you Japanese!" snorted Yuta, halfway through his seventh glass of wine. "Please?" you pouted, "I wanna learn my boyfriend's native tongue." he rolled his eyes, "but you're an impatient learner and you hate languages." you scowled, "no I'm not! I wanna learn! I'll learn anything you teach me, I'm a pro."

And then an idea formed in his head, clearing his mind. A bad one, but a good one. A really fucking dirty one. "Okay," he smirked, "I'll teach you. Just a few phrases." he loved the way your eyes lit up like a little puppy.

He pointed to the sofa across the one you were both sharing, and you clapped excitedly and took a seat on the plush grey surface.

"Okay," smirked Yuta, "so the first lesson is common phrases." he found it cute that you were so excited without knowing a single word of what he was going to teach you. "This one is, "please use me, please, I'll be such a good girl for you." and it means, "thank you so so much! I really liked the meal you cooked." Don't use it on my mum, though, because she doesn't like cooking." and Yuta snorted.

You repeated the words innocently and Yuta's mind began to travel. He couldn't stop imagining the words tumbling out of your mouth as he pinned- "Yuta," your voice snapped at him even though you weren't snapping, "was it good? Did I do good?" he fucking love how you always seeked his validation. "Yes, baby," he pinched his leg, "it was so good." and you gave him that dazzling smile of yours.

"Let's teach you some more words," he murmured, even dirtier thoughts running through his mind. "This is, "Please, Yuta-san, I need you." and it means, "Yuta-san is so cute!"" he chuckled softly. You scowled, repeating the words, "I don't think Yuta is cute." and Yuta snorted, even though he was just about hard as wood right now.

"And this one..." he murmurs, "means "fuck me till I can't walk". Go on, it's not that hard." you smiled innocently still, "fuck me till -" and there was a loud shout.

"Oi, Yuta!" and Yuta cursed, whirling around. "Are you teaching her bad words?" he should've known. Fucking Shotaro, who didn't have any boundaries. He scowled, crossing his arms, "don't you fucking know how to knock, Osaki?" right about to kiss you, pissed off that sex wasn't going the way he wanted. He was going to tell you what they meant, eventually.

"What?" your cheeks burned red, "Yuta-san, what did Shotaro mean?" suddenly feeling funny and awkward; either from your boyfriend's broken kiss or the unexpected way his friend barged through the apartment. "Well, if I heard correct, what Yuta-san was teaching you was rude and dirty. Wanna hear what it was?" you crossed your arms at your boyfriend, glaring at him while speaking to Shotaro, "yes."

"So, what Yuta-san said, was "fuck -" and Yuta roared, "shut UP, Shotaro!" but you hit his arm, "no. Tell me!" face still red. "Well," grinned the kid, "what he said was, "fuck me till," and I believe if I hadn't been interrupted it would've been, "I can't walk."" and your face was, if possible, even more red than it had been. Your hand flung to your mouth, "Yuta-san!" shrieking his name softly, "I can't believe you taught me that! That wasn't what I meant by "teaching me Japanese!"" and Shotaro snorted loudly in laughter despite his hyung's firey glare.

"What else did you teach her?" smirked Shotaro. "Daddy?"" and Yuta shook his head, "no, we just use Yuta-san. We need to let her know to respect me in bed, too." and you shrieked again, "that means Daddy? Yuta!" mortified. And even Yuta was snorting. "What... what did the other things mean?" you mumbled.

"The first one, didn't mean "thank you so much, I liked your meal,"" said Yuta, "it really meant, "please use me, daddy, please, I'll be such a good girl for you." and Shotaro was cackling now as you let out yet another shriek. "Oh, don't tell me you don't find it hot," he sneered, "I know you well enough by now." and you reddened once more, "well - I - I would've liked you to at least tell me what it means first! What if I had said it to your mother or something?" and Yuta laughed too, "well, that's why I said not to use it on my mother."

Shortaro was in hysterics. Your eyes filled with tears, "Yuta-san! I said not to be mean to me!" and he shrugged, "when?" your lip bubbled. "Alright, Shotaro, get out. My princess was so good for me I need to show her a good time. And we're going to continue despite you watching." Shotaro darted, obviously something Yuta had said startled him. Yuta snorted.

"Why?" you turned to him, "what did you say?" and he loved how innocently you were still speaking. "I said, my princess was so good for me that I need to show her a good time, and that we would continue despite him watching. I'm sure you would've gotten the hint in a while; once you see the prude who just left not leaving." giggling softly at your shocked expression and noises.

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a kiss for the chef? | qian kun

bf!kun cooks for his sick beloved (gender neutral)

contains. domestic atmosphere. lots of teasing. 95% fluff. 0.1% angst. 4.9% suggestive word count. 1.8k

it was finally weekend, but as you got off work on friday evening you felt your body was starting to get chilly and your throat growing to feel a little itchy. you didn't think much of it, but after taking a shower you started feeling even worse, your body was now trembling in cold, no matter how many layers you would dress in, the blanket of your bed wasn't big help either. gladly the air conditioner remote was right on your nightstand, so you set it on heat with a timer for two hours and somehow managed to fall asleep.

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saturday morning was afwul, you had woken up from your own shivers and a splitting headache. it was nearly impossible to open your eyes but you fought with all your might to do just that. the scene of a rising sun only made you squint in pain. you got up, quickly, almost hysterically looked through your cabinets for some kind of pain killer, anything to make this headache go away as quick as possible. although your stomach felt super empty, you couldn't even think of eating breakfast right now, you were sure it would only make your condition worse, so you just went back to your bed for a nap.

you were out for around 2 hours, the sun was already lighting up your whole bedroom, but it didn't hurt your eyes anymore. your body still felt chilly, so you decided to check your body temperature. and there you have it: 38.8 degrees. you're officially sick. you groan in disappointment because you had made plans to go out with your friend in the afternoon, but it seems like that will have to wait. you grab your phone to let your friend know about your condition but what distracts you at the moment is your boyfriend kun. he has sent you a whole bunch of texts last night. you open the conversation and hurriedly read all the messages:

"did you finish work?" 17:05

"♪⁠┌⁠|⁠∵⁠|⁠┘⁠♪" 17:05

"is everything okay?" 18:24

"please let me know if anything happened as soon as you can okay" 18:32

":(" 20:01

"i hope you're sleeping well in your bed right now" 21:29

"goodnight baby~" 21:29

"i don't want to seem clingy but i'm a bit worried. hope i'm just overreacting. call me" 00:57

cold sweat washes over you as you read your boyfriend's messages and grasp how concerned he was last night. you press the call button immediately, not sure if he's available to talk at the moment. but he picks up almost right away. "y/n!" he exclaims, almost startling you "is everything alright?", his voice rushed and a little shaky. you can tell he was waiting for you to call as soon as possible.

"hello... don't worry nothing happened last night" you shyly answer.

"really? why didn't you answer? you never leave me hanging like this". you can imagine him sulking a little and that warms your heart.

you cough softly and reply with "i'm sorry. i think i got fever last night, and i slept so poorly" you sigh, "also I'm constantly cold"

kun shuffles around at the other side of the line and relaxedly exhales. "should I cancel my schedule and come to you? did you eat?" you can practically see his tense expression turn into endearing one.

"no! don't cancel anything. believe it or not, i know how to fight the fever myself"

kun chuckles sounding a bit more laid-back now, "you sure you don't need more punch power in this fight?"

"i'm sure! don't cancel your schedules!" you practically order "and don't you dare come here i don't want you to get sick because of me". you say but feel regret forming in your chest right away. you don't want to push him away.

although you felt horrible, and knew that staying away from him would be better for everyone, you still yearn to see him after a long week of you both continuously working.

you assume that kun reads your mind when he says "you think a fever can stop me from coming to see you after all this time apart?"

you blush at his words and bashfully reply, "but it's only been 5 days"

"5 days of torture. and you are telling me to make it 6? no way."

you kick your feet under a blanket but try your best to keep your composure because you're still on a call with him.

"i'll have to hang up now, make sure you eat and take your medicine right after, okay?" kun instructs rushedly but doesn't forget to add "i love you"

"alright. okay. good luck at work. i love you"

the conversation ends and you smile to your phone foolishly, until you see your friend's text asking you if you're ready to go out today. you feel dumbfounded for forgetting about this previously made arrangement for a bit but let her know immediately that you're feeling unwell and would like to reschedule to another time.

---

your doorbell suddenly rings at 7 in the evening, startling you as you were dozing off, all wrapped up in blankets and watching your k-drama.

you pick yourself up lazily, still wrapped in blankets and rubbing your eyes, you look at the intercom screen and see your boyfriend's face. you grin to yourself at the sight and open the door for him.

"why didn't you use the digital lock..." you whine first thing as you greet him.

kun looks at you, all wrapped up in blankets like a big human sized chicken wrap and coos, "oh baby..." he walks in with two giant bags in his hands raising them up higher to show them off "my hands were full by the way"

"how did you press the bell then?" you continue whining.

"with my nose" kun giggles as he softly places a small peck on your forehead while walking past you. he puts the bags down on the kitchen chair and starts unloading them, revealing snacks and various food ingredients.

you chuckle at his words and walk up to him to investigate what he's plotting with all this food. there were way more groceries than you can use in one day. "didn't i tell you to not come over?" your tone is a bit more serious now.

kun without a word hangs his jacket, washes his hands after unloading the rest of the groceries and starts tying your kitchen apron on himself.

"hey, aren't you busy?" you push when you don't get an answer.

"do you really think i could work on my projects right now knowing that you're here sick all alone?" kun cuts, his voice stern, but eyes soft.

you can't keep this tough act up anymore and give in with a small "sorry..."

kun looks down at the table with the groceries and grins, showing off his dimples. "did you—" "what are you—" you both speak at the same time and suddenly burst into silly laughter, breaking the previous tension completely.

"you go first baby" kun says as he washes and starts cutting up some vegetables.

you sheepishly smile "what are you making? can I help?"

kun adores you. he practically melts when you offer him your help, but he politely declines "next time. right now i need you to go lay down and just wait until the food is served"

"isn't that princess treatment?" you tease.

"yes. only for you" kun replies, making you both cringe a little.

he's busy with pots and pans but you know you can completely trust him since his food never tasted less than perfect.

you keep stealing looks at him from the living room sofa where you're *watching* your television, when in reality you can't focus on the plot anymore.

"are you in love with me or something?" kun's chirpy voice teases you from the kitchen and you could swear he hasn't looked up to you this whole time, but somehow he still managed to feel your stares from the other room. he chuckles to himself and stirs the food in the pot carefully "it's almost ready"

you wiggle your feet excitedly as he brings you a bowl with steaming congee and a plate of fresh breadsticks on the side. the smell alone drives you crazy.

kun watches your expression with so much affection and you can see he's fighting the urge to smother you in his love. he takes your spoon in order to feed you the first scoop. it tastes heavenly but you just have to tease him once more, so you make a questionable face at the first bite.

to your success, his expression changes from endearing to confused by your reaction "what is it? is it too salty?"

"no... but it has a lot of this one ingredient..."

"what ingredient?" kun smells the congee in your bowl one more time, trying to figure it out.

"it's just so..." you are keeping him on edge with dragging your answer "... full of love"

kun relaxes a bit and shakes his head with a scrunchy grin at your little game.

"oh y/n... finish it quickly so I can tackle you"

you both giggle, "aren't you scared to get sick?" "i won't get sick" kun immediately replies, his eyes basically burning into you, making you blush a little. you hide your cheeks with the bowl avoiding this intense eye contact.

he's sitting right beside you on the sofa, he patiently waits and watches every little mimic on your face as you eat the meal he so carefully prepared. as you're finishing up the last scoops in the bowl, his eyes darken a little and he's moving the bowl out of the way, on the table.

"repeats please!" you cut the sly act, sensing what's going on.

kun snickers and points a finger at you, "the congee isn't forever you know" he gets up to pour you another round of this delicious meal.

he's back staring at you as you're finishing up the second bowl until you can't eat anymore. "thank you. it was a very hearty meal. brought me back home"

kun smirks confidently, shifts closer to your side and boldly says, "so.. a kiss for the chef?"

you sigh with a small smile, you knew this was coming sooner or later, "i'm sick, kun"

"a kiss for the chef?" he repeats with the same tone.

you groan a little, feeling like this is not a winning fight for you, and cup his face in your palms, looking deep into his eyes. he's staring back at you, puffing his lips out.

"you look so silly" you say as you squish his cheeks more firmly, making his lips puff more.

he tries to smile with his cheeks pressed between your hands and makes you laugh cheerily.

"thank you chef" you let off your grip, now holding him gently and finally press your lips to his.

he smiles into the kiss, pulls back for a moment and scans your features once more. once he sees that mutual sparkle in your eyes he slips right under the blanket you have wrapped yourself into, kissing you back so hungrily, "it's dessert time"

[nctzslut]

I just know ten’s stroke game is on point. The way his hips move and the way he controls his body… fucking into you slowly at first, touching all up on your body and kissing your neck as he thrusts deeply into you. Eventually fucking you just right, pounding into you against the mattress until your legs are shaking, weak and you can barely take it 😳🤭 brb just fantasising

[kokorose]

Birthday- MV1

Max Verstappen x (ex-boyfriend)musicianmale!reader

Faceclaim: Ten(WayV/NCT)

Summary: The one where Max gets back with his ex.

A/n: Max and Yn were a secret back when they dated the first time. Why? Jos.

A/n: Once again, I’m not speculating anyone’s sexuality!

A/n: and no hate towards Kelly.

Google translate Dutch, Thai and Chinese.

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YnLn: Thank you WKorea for having me!

Tagged: WKorea, ysl

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AlexAlbon: 🫱👑 here you dropped this

LilyMuniHe: YNNNNNNNN!!! 😍😍😍😍

YnLn: LILYYYYYY!!!

User: damnnnn!!!!

Ysl: ❤️❤️❤️

WKorea: ❤️

User: I love that Alex and Lily are still so close to Yn even after Yn and Max stopped being friends.

User: MAX IN THE LIKES!

YnLn posted to their story

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YnLn:🚁🚁

Replies:

YangYang: have fun with your boy toy 😜

YnLn: he’s not my boy toy. We aren’t going there again.

YangYang: you say that now but by the end of the day I’ll be getting a phone call.

YnLn: 🖕🏻

AlexAlbon: 🤨🤨 you didn’t tell me you were coming?!

MaxVerstappen1: You’re in Monaco??

YnLn: you said you would like to talk, I thought it would be better in person.

User: MONACO?!?

User: YN’s IN MONACO?!?

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YnLn: Much needed conversations over a nice meal.

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AlexAlbon: Yn??? Are you serious right now? You guys met up?

User: wait what???? Who’s that??

User: Alex what do you know!??!

LilyMuniHe: omg omg omg!!!

YangYang: 🤨🤨🤨🤨

User: what is going on?!?

LandoNorris: 🤨🤨

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YnLn: late night conversations and couch cuddles with my new friend J.

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YangYang: 你说你不会再去那里了,哥? (and you said you weren’t going to go there again??)

YnLn: 😒

LilyMuniHe: 杨洋，我的新朋友，你知道什么？？(YangYang, my new friend, what do you know??)

YangYang: Lily 姐姐，你知道多少？(older sister Lily, how much do you know?)

LilyMuniHe: I’ll message you!

User: what is going on?!? What does YangYang know?!

DanielRicciardo: Nice cat.

User: Who’s cat is that???

User: YN’s “new friend J” looks a lot like a certain formula one drivers cat.

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YnLn: falling back into old patterns

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YangYang: 🙄🙄

LilyMuniHe: 🤭🤭

User: omg!?

User: who’s that?!?

AlexAlbon: omg!?! You slept with HIM?!?

YnLn: I did not!!

AlexAlbon: then why are you in his bed?!?

YnLn: …no comment

User: is that Max?!?

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MaxVerstappen1: back where you belong

Replies

YnLn: Maxy… 🥺

MaxVerstappen1: ❤️

DanielRicciardo: you know you didn’t post this close friends right??

MaxVerstappen1: I know Dan

victoriaverstappen: so I’m guessing you two are back together? Does He know about this?

MaxVerstappen1: I don’t care Vic. I lost Yn once because of him, I won’t do it again. This time I’ll fight for us. I made the worst mistake of my life letting him go the first time.

victoriaverstappen: good. Ik ben trots op je Broer(I’m proud of you, brother)

User: Max!?!?

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YnLn: forever this time

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User: This time?!?

YangYang: it’s gonna work

LilyMuniHe: Yn 🥺🥺🥺

AlexAlbon: oh shit

MaxVerstappen1: 😊

User: oh shit!!

User: Max?!?

LandoNorris: you guys are too cute together to not last forever

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YnLn: My new single Birthday is now available on all streaming platforms. Hope you all enjoy!!

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User: ExCuSe Me?!??

User: “got my body rocking in slow motion”!!! 🤯🤯🤯

User: “let’s make tonight your birthday?!?”

User: “I’m talking’ with my hands?!?” Excuse me Mr.Ln?!? Who said you can do this!?

DanielRicciardo: I did not need to know about your sex life Yn!!!

YangYang: wow

User: not Yn dropping this on Max Verstappen aka his rumored bf’s birthday!?!

LilyMuniHe: That Music Video was everything!!

YnLn posted

📍phuket, Thailand

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YnLn: หัวใจของฉัน ❤️❤️ (my heart)

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MaxVerstappen1: 🥰🥰🥰

AlexAlbon: ในที่สุด (finally!)

YangYang: 😏😏😏

User: omg?!??

User: it was Max!!!

User: “my heart” 😩😩

JungJaehyun: Now he has to come meet ALL of us Yn!

JohnnySeo: Yeah Yn, all 22 of us

MaxVerstappen1: 😨

User: not the NCT boys threatening Max!! 😂😂

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MaxVerstappen1: I won’t let you go this time. And I’ll spend my whole life making up for letting you go the first time. ik hou van jou, mijn ster(I love you, my star)

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YnLn: I love you too baby!!!

DaniellRicciardo: Yes Maxy. Y’all were disgustingly adorable the first time and now you guys can be disgustingly adorable again.

YangYang: once again just remember that there’s 22 of us watching out for Yn!!

OracelRedBullRacing: Congratulations Max!

victoriaverstappen: Proud of you Max!

A/n: Sorry this one took a bit longer, My allergies have been kicking my butt! Anyways, next up is our dear Logie Bear!

[neokwxn]

my nct recs

key - [🦁] oneshot, [🐯] headcannon, [🐻] reactions, [🐶] short series, [🦊] series, [🐱] smau series

nct

none yet !

nct 127

🐯dates with nct - @lemon-boy-stan

nct dream

🐯common phrases in relationship - @yongislong

wayv

none yet !

moon taeil

none yet !

johnny suh

none yet !

lee taeyong

none yet !

nakamoto yuta

none yet !

qian kun

none yet !

kim doyoung

none yet !

ten lee

none yet !

jung jaehyun

none yet !

dong sicheng

none yet !

kim jungwoo

none yet !

wong yukhei

none yet !

mark lee

none yet !

hendery wong

none yet !

xiao dejun

none yet !

huang renjun

🐱best friend - @yuitaru

synopsis: as your best friend, renjun's been putting his feelings for you on the back burner, but what happens when his friends think it's time for him to confess after a drunken confession?

genre: smau, idiots to lovers, crack, fluff, slight angst, slice of life, (barely) university!au, parallel universe (based in let's fall in love! universe)

warnings: lots of swearing, mentions/threats of violence, mentions of bodily fluids/functions, references to let's fall in love!, my broken humour

🐱crush culture [renjun x gn!reader ] - @suhnshinehaos

synopsis: yn has always flirted with huang renjun. but they do that with literally everyone else too, they couldn’t possibly be serious about pursuing him, right? on their final year of university, yn is determined to show that they are. with all the walls that renjun has built around himself, will they be strong enough to succeed in tearing them down

genre: university + student council au, fluff, angst, pining, humor, slice of life

warnings: swearing, food mentions, suggestive humor

lee jeno

🦁social casualty [jeno x f!reader] - @mayaflowerxs

synopsis: Jeno doesn’t understand why he has such strong feelings for you, but he does. He also doesn’t understand why you try so hard to be someone you’re not. And you, well you don’t want to become just another student at school, no. You want to stand out, to be someone’s option for once. Most specifically, Jeno’s option.

genre: fluff, humour, angst

warnings: Slight Smut at the end! swear word usage, break ups, rejection, self consciousness, ‘unrequited love’, friend zoned , Jeno is a love sick pup, reader is afraid of confrontation, misunderstandings and mean girl alert

lee donghyuck

🐶blood red [donghyuck x reader] - @neonacity [chap 1] [chap 2]

synopsis: You’re a forensic psychologist assigned to one of the country’s high-profile criminals. You want to unravel him, but he’s set on catching you in his web instead.

genre: thriller, smut [only in a scene], angst (?), fluff (if you squint?)

warnings: crimes, blood, weapons, toxic dynamics, psychological themes, personality disorder, mental health disorder, dissociative identity disorder, alcohol use, smut (protected sex, humping, intoxicated sex)

na jaemin

🦁nighted [reader x vampire!jaemin] - @neonacity

synopsis: no official one, but basically just follow reader through their life as a hunter (?)

warnings: blood, violence, mentions of weapons and death. Age gaps though there is no underage romance that happened, reader goes through different ages throughout the story.

liu yangyang

none yet !

osaki shotaro

none yet !

jung sungchan

none yet !

zhong chenle

none yet !

park jisung

none yet !

[baekhvuns]

Am I Y/N now? 😭 Idk if I should feel honoured or worried

We definitely should know less about each other it's aimed at Harry and lots of others who overshare lmao. Uhmmm, but would Meghan be with someone bigoted and racist in the first place? Let's hope not. Calm down, mate. We get it, she changed you alright

Heeeey I was about 6 or 7 years old when that accident happend and my grandma was next to us chatting with a friend 😭 there's another story with me and that friend, always me who had to fight for her life tho. So we had impromptu football goals at our playground, basically just 4 tall stakes. But they were placed in an inconvenient place, so my friend and I decided to move them... we were 7-8. I was holding the bottom, but my friend accidentally let go of the stake so it crushed my finger and it started bleeding 😭 gross but the nail came off 💀

SM I'M AT YOUR DOOR WTF LEE SOOMAN OPEN UP BITCH. They're gonna ruin SuperM now?! Seriously the backlash will be strong so wtf. And why didn't he come back with WayV then?

I saw bits and pieces of LSF at GDA and some of it was live, like No Celestial! They did well overall, they're fun to watch

Me getting mesmerised by Hwa's vocals unknowingly, sounds about right 🥰 his vocals is really flexible, I love it

Yeah unfortunately idols/trainees parents are also to blame, they're greedy or don't care enough. My friend's sister wanted to become a trainee at 12 and their parents were on board, cause they knew nothing about kpop, but my friend and the rest of the family was like??? That's not happening

Yeosang is joining NCT didn't you know?

Yes his name is Baek Dohwa when I saw it I wheezed and then someone called him Hwa once and I??? Yes it's the eyes, the black haired guy Eunhyuk has Tae's eyes and fluffy hair.

Wet shirt 👀 I think that's the other guy, or maybe I'm forgetting something, but things are escalating there too

But listen this and this. And

I once heard a remix of The Boys and I am the best and ascended 😵 can't find it now, but goddddd I think that person also mixed 4Minute's Crazy and f(x)'s Electric Shock

Why are these men exposed?! They need this

They're probably having fan calls in their car like 💀 I just saw a video from yesterday from a person who's already had over 15 fan calls already tell Hwa "see you tomorrow" seriously and I thought me winning 4 calls last year was too much 🤡

Sometimes I have a thing for Rob, sometimes I don't, Damiano is cool and hot, young Keanu, so beautiful 🥰 I suddenly don't know any white men, pls 😬 I'll have to think harder. Probably some British white actors........ I had a Tom Hardy phase when I was 17-18

The collabs for that show are so random, but if they somehow come true I'll be levitating. Suga and Taeyeon?! I'm sorry, but HOW

I'm stealing that choker wtf Park Seonghwa hand it over! What a neck it's definitely necking ☺

Devastation...

Uhm anyways. I'm looking disrespectfully

Ahhhh finally the first episode is out! (Seonghwa coded) - DV 💖

hi hello!!

Am I Y/N now? 😭 Idk if I should feel honoured or worried /// We definitely should know less about each other it's aimed at Harry and lots of others who overshare lmao. Uhmmm, but would Meghan be with someone bigoted and racist in the first place? Let's hope not. Calm down, mate. We get it, she changed you alright!

bestie first off what did we wake up too, bale and lloris retirement, zidane disrespected, barca back, mourinho brazil, busquets with alnassr, martinez porto’s coach ????

ur the yn! the one who’s always HURT 🔫 u best believe that the pairing with this yn would carry all sorts of bandages in case <33 yEAAAHH i keep seeing his # on twt and theres somethings he’s said that are on point but and time i click it i just never wanna see anyTHING again, the contradictions, getting diana’s spirit to come????? the hair loss reactions 😭😭😭 let’s hope tf not but he is royalty, 2 sides to every story i guess! the palace clearly isn’t in the position to say anything so we only know harry’s side! i doubt they’d say anything too, tho i think that’s good bc once ur in front of the camera its hard to get away from it fbfb i wish the obsession with them is gone atp but this is so funny 😭😭

Heeeey I was about 6 or 7 years old when that accident happend and my grandma was next to us chatting with a friend 😭 there's another story with me and that friend, always me who had to fight for her life tho. So we had impromptu football goals at our playground, basically just 4 tall stakes. But they were placed in an inconvenient place, so my friend and I decided to move them... we were 7-8. I was holding the bottom, but my friend accidentally let go of the stake so it crushed my finger and it started bleeding 😭 gross but the nail came off 💀

i am sorry but what the fuck

anon, u need a supervisor 24/7 i AM DBWKDHWK tell us more

SM I'M AT YOUR DOOR WTF LEE SOOMAN OPEN UP BITCH. They're gonna ruin SuperM now?! Seriously the backlash will be strong so wtf. And why didn't he come back with WayV then?

NO SRS IM SORRY BUT what did he contribute, bro has 3 lines in a song 😭😭😭 the backlash will be crazy but a lot of ppl are begging for his return,,, makes me wonder if anything about his scandal was even true with the way twt’s acting! him not being in it would only save his face tbh 😭😭

I saw bits and pieces of LSF at GDA and some of it was live, like No Celestial! They did well overall, they're fun to watch //// Me getting mesmerised by Hwa's vocals unknowingly, sounds about right 🥰 his vocals is really flexible, I love it

tbh lsf’s performance make me forget about the fact theres even lipsync or not going on BC THEIR PERFORMANCES EAT EVERY TIME!!!!! theres this hunger to perform on stage and it SHOWS,, need them to have a concert bc im ready to anti ti ti fragile, wait have u seen this lsf performance?? this is better than any group out there tbh <3 his vocals are so flexible, he fits in every vocal range!

Yeah unfortunately idols/trainees parents are also to blame, they're greedy or don't care enough. My friend's sister wanted to become a trainee at 12 and their parents were on board, cause they knew nothing about kpop, but my friend and the rest of the family was like??? That's not happening //// Yeosang is joining NCT didn't you know?

ayo???? AS THE FAMILY SHOULD!! no bc i see like those singing shows whenever it’s on and it’s like catered to younger contestants (7-17 type) and during auditions they be sending 3yo’s???? they haven’t even started talking and they sent them out for singing 😭😭😭😭 YEOSANG IS THE NEW NCT HOLLYWOOD MEMBER??? iM SO SURPRISED! MORE PROMOS FOR HIM! AND TEASERS LIKE THIS

Yes his name is Baek Dohwa when I saw it I wheezed and then someone called him Hwa once and I??? Yes it's the eyes, the black haired guy Eunhyuk has Tae's eyes and fluffy hair. ///// Wet shirt 👀 I think that's the other guy, or maybe I'm forgetting something, but things are escalating there too

But listen this and this. And

i was about to answer the above paragraph and my finger slipped to the atrocity u linked there. the way i froze, anon. what IS GOING ON WHAT ARE U DOING ! ON A MONDAY !!!! UR SENDING THIS AND EXPECT ME TO NOT SCREAM BC THAT IS LITERALLY PARK SEONGGWA DVWNDHWKDHWK IM DBQKHDWKHDWKHDKW

wet shirt. seongjun. and u never told me tHIS WAS HAPPENING IN THE WEBTOON FOR FREE

I once heard a remix of The Boys and I am the best and ascended 😵 can't find it now, but goddddd I think that person also mixed 4Minute's Crazy and f(x)'s Electric Shock

ARE U TALKING ABOUT THIS

omg did u hear all the the boys remix’s 😮‍💨🤲🏻 the t r x sends a nostalgia 🤌🏻🤌🏻 CRAZY AND ELECTRIC SHOCK??? do u rmr this remix and the twiceblackvelvet remix that broke everyone WAIT HOLDON HAVE U WATCHED THOSE MULTIFANDOM EDITS this one 🤚🏻 what an era tbh

Why are these men exposed?! They need this

They're probably having fan calls in their car like 💀 I just saw a video from yesterday from a person who's already had over 15 fan calls already tell Hwa "see you tomorrow" seriously and I thought me winning 4 calls last year was too much 🤡

YEAH COVER THEM UP !!!!! COVER THEM UP RN 🔫🔫🔫 at least we get moments like this 😭😭 bro is tIRED,, 😭😭😭 i wish they’d do this once in a while, i want hwa to do this so bad

Sometimes I have a thing for Rob, sometimes I don't, Damiano is cool and hot, young Keanu, so beautiful 🥰 I suddenly don't know any white men, pls 😬 I'll have to think harder. Probably some British white actors........ I had a Tom Hardy phase when I was 17-18

i watched harry potter again and mr pattinson had me BY THE NECK !!!! damiano is so very attractive, he sometimes looks like princess diana 😭😭😭 i would’ve thought that tom hiddleston would have been in ur list for sure BUT TOM HARDY?? THATS A NEW 👀👀 i would add the chat noir from miraculous ladybug too tbh <3

The collabs for that show are so random, but if they somehow come true I'll be levitating. Suga and Taeyeon?! I'm sorry, but HOW

no ur right, it’s so random,, but pairing taeyeon and suga would probably be a another iu and suga type of music tbh fbwnfh

I'm stealing that choker wtf Park Seonghwa hand it over! What a neck it's definitely necking ☺ /// Devastation... /// Uhm anyways. I'm looking disrespectfully /// Ahhhh finally the first episode is out! (Seonghwa coded) - DV 💖

HE IS SO PRETTY IN THAT NECKLACE bro is so fine, the blond, the blue outfit and the sparkly necklace 😩😩😩 my new religion

this man is crazy and i would like every inch of him and this is the same guy

STOP THE FIRST EP LOOKS SO GOOD STOP IT SHKWFHWKHDKW

i also want to say what us wRONG WITH AUSTRALIA????? I WAS SENT A VIDEO OF A SNAKE, BLACK SKINNY SNAKE IN MY FAMILYS HOUSE AND THEYRE NOT EVEN PANICKING????? FHWKHDKW HOW IS UR FRIEND LIVING THERE????????????£|€\¥|!£]

anon, what the hell

[planetkiimchi]

4 in the morning | h.gh

featuring: hendery x gn!reader

summary — fishing in the woods with hendery. that’s it. that’s the post.

word count: 664 words

author's note: i wanted to write this for jaemin originally, but hendery posted (x), and who am i to deny the temptation of writing for my beloved? also, this was orginally inspired by my trip to the park with a few family friends, and we went to the docks and i saw some signs on sustainable fishing and just thought i wanted to write something domestic about fishing. hope y’all like the brainrot.

p.s. if anyone wants to hear about “the language of thorns’ by leigh bardugo and how i’m unconsciously heavily influenced by ya authors… i’ll be waiting for you.

p.p.s. (yes i have a lot of thoughts what about it) here is a worship song rec for anyone who's christian, gratitude - brandon lake. i first heard this song last tuesday and it fits this vibe well so here you go!

The silver specks of moving creatures slipping past the gentle sway of the waves caught your eye, the tiny fish glittering under the hints of the rising sun’s rays. A breeze blew, taking with it the remnants of the morning dew growing too heavy for the delicate green leaves of the plants that littered the forest floor.

The nature reserve hummed with bright energy, feeding off the thrum of all the precious animals protected within its enclave. There was little threat here to the lives of those who sought shelter beneath the towering trees, and you found solace in the cool shade that accompanied the beginnings of the day.

There was a rustle beside you, and you turned to see Hendery standing there, feet moving surely amidst the grass. The second and third buttons of his shirt were fastened, and the wind played with his collar, the part of his shirt that was left free billowing out in the wind.

He took his place beside you, atop that small plank of wood that served as a seat, both of your feet dangling just above the river. He cast his rod into the stream, sending splashes and ripples dancing across the surface of the water.

The forest brimmed with newfound energy as the sun rose in the sky, a backlit glow casting the barest of shadows on Hendery’s face. His lips lifted as something tugged on his fishing rod, and he lifted it to inspect the fish he had caught.

“Barbodes rhombeus,” he murmurs, and you hastily draw a line in the column for that fish in the journal he’s taught you to keep.

It’s not often that you catch new species of fish, so catching this particular barb for the fifth time this week shouldn’t be disappointing.

Yet, the corners of your lips droop ever-so-slightly when you catch sight of the familiar silver glinting off its scales, wishing something more exciting would happen.

Hendery measures the length of the fish, saying it aloud for you to record, and releases it back into the stream. It wriggles off happily, glad not to have been kept in captivity.

Silence descends upon the clearing once more as Hendery attaches new bait to the hook and tosses it back into the river, leaving the two of you to watch the water and wait for another fish to bite.

Tired, you lay your head upon his lap, his body shielding you from the light as you stare up at his chin, counting the seconds between each measured blink of his. He swallows, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and you nuzzle slightly into him, enchanted by the familiar scent of his clothing detergent.

Like your mother would say, tā yǒu tàiyáng de wèidào—he bears the scent of the sun. Perhaps it’s the way the sun has seeped into his tanned skin, calling the melatonin to its surface, or the way he hangs his clothes to dry just before midday, when the sun’s rays are the strongest. Either way, it rolls off his clothes like the curl of a surfer’s favourite waves, not sunkissed, but sun-dried.

“Y/n,” he whispers. “Y/n, love, I’ve caught something.”

You sit up in habitual excitement, eyes twinkling with curiosity as he pulls this fish out of the water. It’s both heavier and larger than the previous ones you’ve caught, and Hendery doesn’t identify it immediately.

“Channa gachua, I believe,” he says. “A new one for the collection.”

Happiness bubbles up inside your heart like a pot of milk on the stove, glad that there is finally something new gracing the pages of the journal. You write its name down in the book as Hendery spells it aloud, and draw a neat, dark line next to it.

The warmth spreads through your fingers, your limbs slowly finding life after the hours of biding your time in the woods, sleeping on the forest floor overnight in order to start fishing earlier.

Your patience has finally paid off, and as you glance at the look of concentration on Hendery’s face and the slippery fish he’s cradling in his hands, you think that even hundreds of hours would make this memory worth it.

notes:

*Barbodes rhombeus (Indochinese Spotted Barb) is a small, light greenish brown to silver species of fish that occurs in the Chao Phraya river basin in Thailand, and the huge Mekong river system.

*the 汉字 (hànzì, chinese characters) for tā yǒu tàiyáng de wèidào is 他有太阳的味道

*Channa gachua (Dwarf snakehead) is a species of fish with a maximum length of 18-36 cm, and its body is typically brown to blue-grey, with blue fins, with a red border. It is native to freshwater habitats in southern Asia, where it has a wide distribution from Iran to Indonesia.

[stayarmytinyzenmoa-l]

bestie i love the way you write yangyang so pleaseeeeeeee him with number 21!

I seem to have quite the following on this page lmaoooo but yuh I gothcu anon

21. "Can you bail me out? Please?"

[Choose a drabble and send me someone to write it on]

~

Blankets, popcorn, candles, and your favorite TV show. Tonight was perfect. The curtains were drawn, your favorite scent filled your room, and you were cozied up and ready for your annual binge. Then, as soon as you'd pressed play, your phone blared, and you groaned. That could only be one person, the person brazen enough to put himself on emergency freaking bypass. You answered it.

"What, Yangyang?" Your good-for-nothing best friend, of course.

"Hey, (Y/N)! My best friend, my other half, and my one and only!" Yangyang's voice was almost too happy.

"I'm not picking you up, if you want McDonalds then get it yourself! I'm busy!"

"No you're not! I know your ass is in bed right now about to watch that show for the 50th time!"

"Okay, well there's no need to be an ass about it I love this show!"

"Okay, well, now you need to get off your ass because I need a favor!"

"Well, I'm definitely not going to help you now, you little shit!"

"Hey! How many times have I come to help you out?!"

"Never!"

"That's not true! I'm just late!"

"It's basically the same thing," you groaned. "What is it? What do you need help with at... eleven fucking p.m.?!"

"Well... uh... you have to promise not to be mad..." His voice is quiet.

"Sure, yeah, I promise, what's up?" A new tone of concern rose in your voice.

"So... I'm in prison."

"You're in what?!" You sat up so fast that your blanket dropped behind you and your popcorn toppled to the floor. "What do you mean you're in prison, Yangyang?!"

"Well, I guess I'm not in prison yet, I am at the police station though so it's basically the same thing."

"What the fuck did you do?!"

"Did you know you could break in and enter into your own car?!"

"Oh my god, only you could be in a situation like this," you put your phone on speaker and grabbed your pants from the floor, pulling it on as you heard Yangyang talking.

"Okay, well, you're not wrong, but like I need your help."

"Hold on, Yang, let me get this straight," you pulled a hoodie over your head, "you had a chance to phone anyone, and you chose me?! You were like 'can I phone a friend?' and the cops were like 'yeah sure!' and you called me?!"

"Of course, I called you, who else would I call?!" He shouts. "Look... can you bail me out? Please?" His voice had grown smaller, and you sighed.

"How much is it?" You asked, looking at your bank account.

"The officer says that you'll discuss it together when you get here."

"Yeah, yeah, I hope you know I only have like $21 to my name."

"More than enough... I think."

"You think?!"

"How would I know?! I've never been arrested before!"

"Fine! I'm on my way! Don't do anything that would extend your time, or whatever," you grumbled.

"Thank you, (Y/N), I owe you so much right now!"

"Yeah, yeah, you're so lucky I love you, Liu."

"Is that a yes to my date offer?"

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves now, I don't date convicts."

"I'm not even guilty!"

~

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[00127am]

C00. PROLOGUE

@ cupidshootstokill! pretty boy point guard huang guanheng is far from a hopeless romantic. or so he thinks until he's struck by cupid's arrow (literally and metaphorically) for the ace archer of NCIT : you. the only problem is that his newfound cupid seems to be shooting to kill.

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[nctsworld]

until daylight

✩‌ yangyang x reader | smut | established relationship | 2k

SUMMARY ◧ in which you ride yangyang’s face on the couch. then, after he wakes you up in the middle of the night, you ride him until daylight. // inspired by yangyang’s cover of ariana grande’s 34+35

WARNINGS ◧ smut, pwp, unprotected s*x, creamp*e, impregnation fetish (breeding kink), light somnophilia, slight praise kink, 69ing, oral s*x (m and f receiving), f*ngering, dirty talk, couch s*x

RATING ◧ explicit

TAGLIST ◧ @doieclayed @infnteen​ 

AUTHOR’S NOTE ◧ yangyang is a menace to society & this is all his fault!​​

Friday night is the dedicated movie night for you and Yangyang. 

After meeting up with one another following a long work week, you catch dinner and dessert out together. The night continues normally as you return home to your shared apartment. 

Yangyang snuggles up with you comfortably on the couch, his arm slung over your shoulder, as the movie starts to play in the living room. Tonight’s pick is the latest action, star-studded Netflix film, so both of you are immediately hooked as it starts playing.

However, if you could be frank, you couldn’t quite call Friday night movie night when you two rarely ever finished one.

Not when you two couldn’t keep your hands off each other.

It always starts small when there’s a lull, about the halfway point of the film. 

Tonight, it begins with your hand drawing circles on his inner thigh. He gently retaliates with the hand on your shoulder, the tips of his fingers dragging vertically down your chest, then eventually teasing the side of your right breast with soft brushes.

You shift your gaze to the left, studying his expression. He feigns focus on the TV, but you know he’s enjoying this from the rise in the corner of his mouth. 

Your lips abruptly peck the crook of his neck, nearby his clavicle. Yangyang’s still, unaffected.

Another kiss, but higher. And another further up that lingers a little longer.

By the fourth kiss, you crane your body into him, giving an open-mouth kiss upon his neck. Your hand departs from his thigh and slowly makes way towards his crotch.

His false demeanor fails to stand anymore and crumbles, his arm falling off your shoulder. Not only does your touch weaken him, but also the swiping of your tongue and nipping upon his neck. Yangyang’s eyelids flutter as faint moans trickle into your ear. 

You quickly straddle him and finally meet your lips with his. Hungry kissing pairs well alongside his tight kneading all over your body. Explosions and intense music may be playing in the background, but it pales in comparison to the melodious sounds of your kissing and the sharp gasps you each exhale.

The tables switch when your boyfriend begins to suck on your neck, then his mouth lowers south. He tugs your shirt upward. You pull it off the rest of the way and throw it onto the ground. Yangyang nuzzles his face in between your mounds at the same time he rushes to unhook your bra. 

Once it’s gone, he wastes no time in engulfing your already hardened tips. Your back arches into him, the sensation flowing divinely all throughout your body. One of Yangyang’s hands clasps onto the curve of your back, while the other fervently plays with your free tit.

His tongue ensures to circle and flick your nipple. And he, as the caring lover he always is, never forgets to add delightful pressure by puckering and sucking, followed by the light snag of your tip between his teeth.

After he gives attention to your chest in full, you both scramble to remove all of your clothing and turn off the TV while doing so.

Exposed now, you attack Yangyang with kisses again, crashing your body against his back on the couch. Sitting next to him, you grab for his cock, stroking him to aid his growing erection. He tears his head away, panting hotly against your face at the blooming pleasure.

You ready yourself to straddle him again, to insert him into your pulsing core, but a light hold on your arm stops your movement.

“I wanna switch it up tonight,” he says, grinning. Likewise, you flash the same.

Cocking an eyebrow, you playfully ask, “And what do you wanna do?” 

He lays back flatly on the couch, his delicious abs on full display. You already know what he wants, but you wait for him to say the words aloud—

“Want you to fuck my face while your mouth fucks me.” 

Your pussy clenches at the verbal command, even more so as Yangyang touches himself, looking at you in anticipation for your next move. You shift into place with your wetness hovering above his face. Leaning forward, you then ease onto him when you start to lave his cock with your tongue.

Yangyang matches your rhythm in tandem. You gift broad strokes from base to tip; he grants the same against your folds with the occasional dip into your core. You wrap your lips around his entirety; he dips his tongue in deeper. You devour his length, letting it hit the end of your throat; he pumps a finger, then two, while he tastes you endlessly. 

When you remove your head away to breathe, you wipe the traces of saliva off your face with the backside of your hand. Your lover also detracts, along with his fingers, and grips onto your thigh, signaling for you to completely sit on him.

Without inhibition, you grind into his face, face-fucking him like he asked you to, and he laps you out eagerly. All the while, you’re fisting his length in a speed that attempts to meet his enthusiasm, but it’s difficult the more you reach closer to your peak. 

His grasp tightens on your ass, wordlessly demanding you to forget about him and concentrate on yourself. Obediently, you retreat, straightening your stance on his face. 

Yangyang’s arms embrace you, snaking over your legs and holding you down in your new position. Ecstasy soars from your lower abdomen to your chest and your throat.

Then, your clit receives attention from his fingers, and your name-calling increases, both in frequency and volume. You clasp your hand over your mouth, muffling yourself in hopes to avoid another noise complaint from your neighbours. Your free hand grazes Yangyang’s arm, yearning to grasp onto him as you unwind and break.

You persist through the post-orgasmic waves, immediately removing yourself from your love’s face and extending your body forward again. Your mouth captures his cock, head bobbing up and down with your hand fastened at the base. Yangyang’s rising whines and heavy groans compete against your lewd slurps. 

The moans rise higher and the groans grow heavier, thus you know his climax is near.

Suddenly, his fingers are within you again, scissoring you in bliss, and the pleasure causes you to groan atop his blunt head. The vibrations are too much for him; he stills for a beat before his load spurts into your throat. 

You swallow without hesitation, knowing Yangyang purposely maintains a clean diet for times like these. Ensuring you get every last bit, you squeeze him a few times and lick up the remnants of his cum. Despite his exhaustion, he still shudders post-high from your action.

Finished, you leave a chaste peck onto the tip. Chuckling, he lovingly smacks you on your ass as you move off him.

You share a warm kiss, then head to the bedroom together with your fingers hooked around the other’s, ending your Friday night with much needed sleep.

Sleep does occur, but it only lasts for so long, particularly for Yangyang. 

He stirs awake, glancing at the pitch black sky through the almost wall-sized window. A quick check on his phone follows, then he mentally yells at himself to go back to sleep. Prior to his attempt, as always on nights he can’t sleep, he turns his gaze over to your sleeping presence. 

Yangyang relishes in your peaceful beauty—thinking about how well you fit with him, how lucky he is, rewinding to the events a few hours ago... 

And just like that, Yangyang’s desire is burning anew. 

Since your back is facing him, he slips in and hugs you from behind, pressing himself against your backside.

God, he knows he probably shouldn’t in fear of waking you, but he’s desperate. He gyrates his hips slightly, his erection placed comfortably upon the curvature of your ass. Ashamed, he knows he could keep humping you like this and can chase a release within minutes.

But he freezes as you suddenly moan his name and return pressure onto his cock with your body. 

“You know,” you grumble. “if you wanted to have sex, you could’ve just woken me up instead of dry humping me.” 

Soft chuckling reverberates into your shoulder blade. You feel him tap his forehead onto the same spot, indication of a silent apology. 

“You sure you’re awake enough, babe?” he asks impishly, fingers already finding their way underneath the band of your pajama pants. You nod as a moan escapes, his fingers skimming over your clit. 

“Always for you, Yangyang...” 

Both figures during foreplay are slow from the haziness of slumber, but the pace soon picks up when you rise to turn on a bedside lamp and pajamas are stripped off.

On your knees, the sight of your bare ass and glistening slit calls as an invitation for your lover. He lines up from behind, teasing you by rubbing his cock up and down in your slick. You’re about to pant out an anguished retort, but he dives in, stretching you gradually until you feel him entirely.

He plunges in sweetly and deeply, indulging in your contractions upon his inches. His hands find purchase on your tits, angling your body towards his.

“God, I wanna cum in you,” he breathes beside your cheek. You moan-whine when he pinches your nipples between his fingers. “Wanna fill you up to the brim, baby.” 

You nod fervently, desiring the same. You’ve done it a few times, and it can’t be helped when he says things like that in the heat of the moment. Thank goodness for birth control.

Yangyang’s hips jerk faster, but you whimper a negation as an idea comes to mind. He comes to a halt. You tear your body away and push him down by the chest to have him rest on his back. 

Since you didn’t get the chance to sit on his cock earlier on, you steal the chance now to do so. 

Pumping him underneath your core, you hold direct eye contact as you say—

“I’m not gonna stop fucking you until you cum deep inside of me, okay?” 

His eyes widen, lighting up in excitement. In shock and awe, he merely nods in response. 

Drawing your bottom lip between your teeth, you watch yourself sit on his length, consuming him once more. As you bounce relentlessly, you hang your head back and raise your hands above your head. 

You know Yangyang likes to watch you lose yourself like this, along with the way your tits move with every thrust. Even through his flickering eyes, he tries his best to look at you. 

After a few moments, you switch positions by leaning down, mouth driving into his as you fuck him faster. Kisses are half-executed since his breathing is erratic, degenerating into clipped moans by the second. His face begins to pinch tightly.

“I’m gonna cum.” 

“Give it to me, Yangyang,” you say upon his lips. “Cum in me, honey.”

To your surprise, he gives a shake of his head and tips his head into yours. 

“Beg for it,” he grunts. You inhale his words, the strength of them pushing you to the edge. “Be a good girl and beg for my cum.”

Although you’re on top, Yangyang never fails to be the one truly in control. Your moans stutter and you yelp out submissively, “I want your cum. I need your cum inside me, please. Yangyang, please—”

In sync, you float into the oblivion. He passionately meets your lips as he unleashes himself inside of you. You feel his warmth meld with yours, shooting far into your womb. Neither of you detest as you stay atop of him for a while, reveling in the mess you made together in the atmosphere mixed with weariness and intoxication.

After the inevitable clean-up, you two easily fall asleep again. Yangyang has you huddled in his arms, hugging you as light streams into the room from the gradient-coloured sky, the darkness now fading into a shade of blue.

[mingkist]

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