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UPLOADING SOON!! FEAR NOT!! (hopefully. i'm nearly finished with an rq)

- edit ,, i'm super busy recently, but i promise i'll be back to posting asap. <3

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— WIPS ;

ᡣ𐭩 ,, mingi x stripper m!reader (fluff, suggestive)

ᡣ𐭩 ,, hongjoong x birthday m!reader (fluff, smut)

ᡣ𐭩 ,, seonghwa x gn!reader (fluff)

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guys send me rqs pls dont be shy i have no ideas :sob:

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helloo!!!

I was wondering if you would do a y/n and soul acting fluff to smut? idk. im not actuve on here in honesty,! but im needing something sit and read and im HATING my acting partner in this damn uni rn so i need sum to occupy me ~~ thank you sorry if im complicated:( <33

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ᥫ᭡ ACTION! ...CUT.

soul x gn!reader

— actor/actress au, shyness, fluff to smut, mutual masturbation, outercourse

— cw : none

— a/n : i'm so sorry this rq took so long... the ask wasn't too descriptive so i was unsure of how i should write it. also this is my first uploaded smut fic which i'm kiiiiinda trash at writing. please forgive me </3

it had been two hours of rehearsing the same parts, over and over again. but for some reason, he didn't bore you. the two of you laughed and found ways to procrastinate, since you were left unsupervised.

"alright, seriously, let's try this again." you say, still grinning. you place your hand on his shoulder to help yourself up and get into character. once he positions himself in front of you and makes eye contact, you fight the urge to giggle. you ask if he remembers his parts, stalling. "not really." he smiles, and you can't help but beam back. after a while of staring at eachother a little awkwardly, he leans forward to take your hands. the sudden sound of a click and a creaking door startles you, and you quickly stand up straight. it turns out someone from an earlier rehearsal had forgotten something.

you realize how cold you felt when he wasn't touching you anymore. your thoughts are interrupted when the door creaks and clicks shut. once you realize that they're gone, you look over and observe him. he's clearly nervous. "it's cold in here." he whispers. you lace your fingers with his, pulling his hand close to you, and leaning onto him. "better?" you ask quietly. he nods, leaning his head onto yours. maybe it's because of your shared warmth, but your body heats up. or you're blushing, and totally in denial. you quickly redirect your attention once you hear his voice.

"what will it be like when it's time for the real thing?" he swallows. you try to calm his nerves. "hey, we have all the time in the world to get this right. don't stress." you squeeze his hand that you hold so gently, and look up at him with a warm smile. he offers you the same in return, and he nods in appreciation, a deep sigh escaping his lips. there's a comfortable silence in the room. it's cold, but warmer when he's next to you. he suddenly stands up, and you rise soon after, feeling him wrap his arms around you. you shut your eyes, sighing, and your body tenses when you feel his lips brush against your neck, the ticklish feeling making your skin tingle. "sorry." he quietly apologizes, but you reassure him. "you're right, it is cold in here."

you find yourself backstage with him, taking advantage of the short break the two of you decided you needed. the light is dim, and his hands slowly trail down your waist, his fingertips resting on your outer thigh. his lips finally connect with your skin, spreading heat through your body. it's a soft press, but it makes you shake in anticipation. his hands gently explore your body, his touch curious.

"is this okay?" he whispers, so quietly you almost couldn't hear him. you nod, placing your hands on his shoulders. his fingers slide through your empty belt loops, tracing shapes along your lower body through the fabric before slipping the button through the hole and pulling the zipper down. you lean back on a prop desk, your palms resting on the edge. you failed to notice your increased heart rate until his lips shyly press against yours, his cold hand slipping underneath the fabric and onto your warm skin, your mouth falling slightly agape and a stuttering breath escaping you.

once you collect yourself, you reach for the hem of his sweatshirt, slipping it over his head and hearing the sound of cloth hitting the floor, the movement of his hand making you dizzy. you pull him closer, more of his skin revealed, and your fingertips brush against his shirt, feeling the heat coming off of his body. you pant once your hips move slightly against his hand, and you lower the waistband of his pants enough to touch him. he lets out a soft noise, your body getting impossibly hot as you try to keep your voice down. your hand moves in tandem with his, and his voice spills out in soft moans, his hips slightly shifting. you watch his eyelashes flutter, and his red, bitten lips open slightly. his free hand desperately grabs at your waist, trying to pull you even closer, and yours reaches to grab his cheek and kiss him properly, successfully quieting him down.

you continue to touch him. his hips jolt, and he moans into your mouth, your touch giving him that push he needed. his legs shake just a bit, and he messily kisses at your neck and face while his hand moves quicker. just the sight of him makes your hips twitch and your head falls back, pursing your lips closed.

there's a slight echo to your labored breathing, and you hear faintly the dreaded click of the auditorium door.

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— CODE ;

౨ৎ ⤑ fluff

❤︎ ⤑ smut

➴ ⤑ angst

❀ ⤑ suggestive

— ATEEZ

ᡣ𐭩 choi jongho ,, whiplash ౨ৎ❀

— STRAY KIDS

ᡣ𐭩 none yet...

— P1HARMONY

ᡣ𐭩 hwang intak ,, study sesh ౨ৎ

ᡣ𐭩 haku shota ,, action! ...cut. ౨ৎ❤︎

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ᥫ᭡ STUDY SESH

hwang intak x gn!reader

— fluff, shyness, first kiss, crushes, college au

— cw : none

— a/n : i actually feel like i could have done better with this one. if it disappears it was an evil witch and not me...

recently, you'd met intak at a cafe near campus. finding out you have similar classes, the two of you decided to exchange numbers, and continue studying together. today, you'd meet him at his dorm. you hastily knock on the door.

you hear a small creak, and see the light leaking through the small opening. the door opens further. he offers you a cute smile, and an awkward laugh once you walk in. "make yourself comfortable?" he reaches up to ruffle his hair as he turns around to sit on the couch. "come on." he taps the empty cushion next to him with his fingertips.

"hey, scoot closer. i can't see your paper." he nudges you, and you realized how long you've been spacing out once he pulls you back to reality. you look over at him, his face half-lit by the lamp aimed downward at the coffee table where your books rest. you find that your brain retains less of the information you study, and more so everything about him— when he quizzes you, looking up at you with those eyes, the frames of his glasses that compliment him perfectly, and how he waits patiently for your answer, his face lighting up once you get it right. when he mutters small words of praise in between questions, and his excitement once you give him the same feedback. a dreamy sigh escapes your lips, until you notice his hand waving in front of your face. "you there...?"

you whisper an apology, and scoot closer to him, a little closer than you intended. your legs brush against eachother, and he picks up your book to place it back on the coffee table, closing it with a soft thud. "not feeling it today?" he asks, throwing you a look of concern. when your mouth slightly opens and you struggle to muster up an answer, he reaches his arm around your back and pulls your head onto his shoulder, his arm around you.

something shifts in the air, your heart beating faster once you feel his body heat, and his eyes focused on you. your eyes flutter shut, and you feel as light as a feather as he eases any stress away, his thumb brushing against your upper arm. even without words, just his touch shows you how much he cares. "can we take a break?" you ask, just above a whisper. you feel his chest rise and fall as he laughs softly. you look up at him and see him nod.

your faces inch closer, and your eyes shut. closer, closer— until you hear a click and feel something cold touch your face. you open your eyes and smile, watching as he awkwardly takes off his glasses to set them on the table. you take advantage of his flustered state, pressing your lips to his. his hands nervously wrap around your body, trying to find somewhere to rest. you hear a rattle as your mechanical pencil rolls off of the couch and onto the floor, but you couldn't be bothered. studying is for nerds. right?

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ᥫ᭡ WHIPLASH

choi jongho x gn!reader

— fluff, suggestive, teasing, established relationship, kissing, acts of service, slice of life

— cw : none

— a/n : i meant to upload this for his birthday, but for some reason i was indecisive about it... i'm not too sure if i captured him well. but here it is anyway, we love jongho <3

something about him gives you whiplash.

the way he can be so soft and cute, yet so sexy and sophisticated. when he walks on stage and shines so brightly, the way his clothing is perfectly fitted, and his gorgeous face on the big screen. you thought you can only get so lucky.

that is, until he's off stage, just the two of you. when he speaks to you so gently, brushing your hair out of your face. that smile you love to see so much. when you can touch him and rest your head on his shoulder, when no one else is there. the way he sings to you, holds you close.

you couldn't seem to clear your head, a soft smile slowly painting your face. shortly after, you heard the door open, turning your head to the front door, and giving your attention to the man who walks in. choi jongho. it seems every time you lay eyes on him your breath is taken away.

he was dressed neatly. it seems he had just been interviewed. you decide to get up and assist him, even if he didn't need it.

"how was it?" you ask, offering to take his blazer, and watching as he slowly slips it off his shoulders, sighing deeply. he softly hums before deciding to answer. "it went well." you nod in acknowledgment, folding his blazer neatly and setting it down on the couch armrest before staring at him, smiling. you decide to press a kiss to his cheek, your palm resting on the other side of his face to pull him close.

you love that soft pink he turns when you show him love. it could be your favorite color, if you had one. you can't help but laugh softly when you watch him smile. your heart feels fuzzy once you realize how much you missed him, even if he was only gone for a few hours. you decide to pull him to the bedroom.

"tired?" you ask, unbuttoning the vest covering his dress shirt. once you remove it, you slide your hands up his chest to rest on his shoulders, gently massaging away any tension. once you see him nod slowly, your hands work quickly to remove the white button-up. your body heats up at the sight, that bare skin only you get to see. you shake off the feeling, folding the clothes neatly and setting them on the bed before walking to the closet to get him something comfortable to change into.

"where are you going?" he asks lowly. it brings you back to what you were thinking earlier. the way he can be so shy, yet such a tease. you turn around, laughing softly. "aren't you tired? you should change." you say. he tilts his head to the side slightly, walking towards you. your hands find their way around his neck, you and jongho's lips slowly inching closer together. once they touch, heat spreads through your body. his hand trails up your bare back, slipping under your shirt, his cold hands touching your hot skin. the moment was short-lived, and you watch as he walks away, his touch lingering.

you stopped yourself from calling desperately for him. he really doesn't play fair.

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— i write using lowercase letters. i tend to write for gender neutral or male reader. if i feel like writing fem reader, i will.

— my works are created for imaginative and entertainment purposes only. no parts of my writing affirm any relations regarding real-world events or individuals.

— please do not copy, reupload, or create derivative works based on my own or any part of its content without permission.

I WILL WRITE ;

fluff

angst

headcanons

smut

suggestive

scenarios

AUs

I WON'T WRITE ;

idol x idol (without reader)

kinks reaching certain extremities (scat, watersports, raceplay, ageplay, beastiality, murder)

pedophilia / large age gaps / incest

domestic violence / abusive relationships

anything containing personal information of the requester.

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