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i loved this sm 🫶🏼 ty for doing my request, and i hope you can feel comfortable in your gender identity again one day! :(

hello!! <3 pls could you do jongseob x trans girl reader? smut or fluff is okay!!

Jongseob x Trans Girlfriend Hcs

Ofccc, thank you for requesting, I loved writing this !! (≧ヮ≦) I hope you enjoy !! Sfw + Nsfw

Sfw 

Absolutely wants to dress up with you. He loves seeing what you look like in his style, especially his skirts and jewelry. He's not as good at makeup as you might be, but he loves holding your face in your hands and applying it to you anyway. He has just as much fun trying on your clothes, but he's telling you that you they look prettier on you.

Jongseob often wonders if you've put a spell on him. He can never stop thinking about you, and now when he tells his friends about his interests, he's also telling them about you. Always talking about how much he loves you, or how he misses his girlfriend. He's always trying to learn more about what you like, trying to make you smile, and trying to spend more time with you.

If you experience dysphoria, he'll always try his hardest to make you feel better. He can get a little nervous since he's never comforted anyone for something like this before, but he's reassuring you that you're gorgeous no matter what, and that you're the best girlfriend he could ever ask for. Jongseob genuinely just loves you so much, he wishes you could see yourself how he does.

Jongseob would especially love your voice and hands. He always wants to give them love, he thinks they're both just so beautiful. He loves your hands on his face or running through his hair, and he loves playing with your fingers when you fluster him. Always trying to get you to rap his lines, especially if you can't rap, he loves how you sound stumbling over your words. If you have a wide vocal range and are comfortable showing it off, he could literally sit for hours mesmerized at the different voices you can talk in. Would see it as a talent of sorts.

Nsfw 

Continuing, he still really loves your voice. He loves how natural you sound when you're taken over by pleasure, and he can't stop himself from trying to get you to be just a little louder. Jongseob honestly could get hard just from hearing your voice enough. He thinks it sounds so attractive, especially when you're saying his name.

Jongseob is obsessed with you how rub or press yourself against him, especially because he looks up to see a cute girl going it. Teases you while tracing over your hard on, but he's begging you to stop teasing him when you grind it against his. Kisses down your neck, when his breath isn't broken and saying your name, he's telling you how pretty you are.

He'd be too shy to bring it up, but he loves the idea of either one of you sucking the other off after doing their makeup. Thinks you'd look stunning looking down at him, he wants makeup stained tears to fall down his face from making you feel good. Jongseob has gotten off to the thought of you teasing his tip with those pretty hands he loves so much so many times now. He'd go onto imagine how beautiful your hair would look when you're moving your head up and down his length, and how gorgeous your face is, lips wrapped around his base.

crying / tearing up while giving head is normal right ?? anyway i loved loved loved loved writing this, i really hope its okay !! proof read but im horrified after rereading my other stuff so idk im sorry in advance HELP. google search how to write smut and giving head specifically without feeling like im being too graphic, being gross, and making people uncomfortable, no borax no glue. not gonna lie in the middle of writing the sfw stuff i cried and zoned out for like 10 mins, because i really do miss presenting as the / a gender that was not assigned to me at birth. honest to god don't let anyone stop you from being who you are, you are the most beautiful when you're being you.

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Hey~ could you please use the 'read more' option on your fics, makes it easier to navigate 🫶🏻

hello! i’m new to tumblr, idk how much of these things work 😞 i just save aesthetic photos and hope i’m doing it right 💔 i will keep this in mind ty!

[xeraphony]

“𝓡𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝓦𝐚𝐥𝐤”

warnings: afab!reader, sub!junhan <3, riding, biting, semi public sex (dressing room), praising & degrading, unprotected sex, creampie, reader is a bit mean, ode appearance, not proofread

word count: 1.9k

authors note: i’ve wanted to write abt CEEANN junhan since i saw him with that goddamn choker around his neck. also there was less riding than i hoped for, i got carried away.

summary: you support your boyfriend as he walks the runway. when he’s back in the changing room, you support him in another way as well.

the room was filled with the sound of kissing, layered on top of hyeongjun’s soft whines.

upon finding out that your boyfriend was going to be apart of a fashion show, you were ecstatic. you counted the days, excited to see how he’d be styled, especially since he refused to give you any hints.

once you saw him in his outfit, you couldn’t help but gape at absolutely gorgeous your boyfriend looked.

from the hair, to the choker, to the exposed back and low cut in his vest, you could see now why he wanted it to be a surprise.

you could’ve swore you saw him give you the smallest smirk when he turned to walk back, a smirk that was enough to solidify a single thought in your head.

you needed to fuck hyeongjun in that outfit.

in your reserved seat, you fought the urge to press your thighs together, a familiar sense of heat resting in your lower stomach.

for the rest of the event, you tried your damn hardest to appear normal, hoping none of the other attendees picked up on your shaky breathing.

as soon as you saw hyeongjun again, you practically shoved him into his dressing room, locking the door behind you.

now, you two were on the small couch in the corner, his arms wrapped around your waist tightly as you straddled his lap.

you cup his cheek with one hand while the other was buried in his hair as you kiss him deeply.

you pull away from the kiss to take in how breathtaking he looks, his eyes half lidded and his lips slightly parted as he looks up at you with that desperate look in his eyes.

god, were you lucky.

hyeongjun, however, did not appreciate the loss of contact. he whines softly, just loud enough to be heard outside of the door.

you quickly press your index finger against his lips, shushing him as you glance at the door before looking back to him.

“shhh, pretty boy. you don’t want anyone hearing these slutty noises your making, do you?” you murmur, pressing your lips against his ear, feeling him shudder as his hold on you tightens.

he shakes his head, pressing his lips together as if to prevent another noise from escaping.

you smile softly, leaning down to his ear once more.

“good boy,” you whisper, using your hand on his cheek to gently tilt his head back, giving you more access to his exposed neck.

you let out a hushed curse as you admire how hot he looks with the choker around his neck.

you don’t waste another second, bringing your lips to his neck and pressing wet, open mouthed kisses onto the sensitive skin just above where the choker rested.

hyeongjun can’t help but let out a soft whimper, his eyes fluttering shut as you begin to suck softly.

“you showed quite a bit of skin today,” you mutter in between kisses.

you pull away slightly, admiring the faint red marks you left on him. your thumb comes up to gently caress the marks, as if you were connecting one to the other.

“pretty.” you add, before your lips return to his neck, taking a patch of skin in between your lips and biting down, causing him to gasp as one of his hands fly to the back of your head.

“baby—“ he chokes out in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

you can’t help the smirk that spreads across your lips. you press a soft kiss to the area you bit in a halfhearted attempt to soothe it.

you feel him start to grow hard beneath you, which causes you to chuckle softly.

“aww, does my pretty boy like when i bite him?” you coo, your lips pressed against his neck. he nods again, more vigorously this time.

“y-yes, i love it when you bite me,” he whispers, his voice trembling. “harder…please…”

you nearly moan yourself at the heat pooling in your core as he begs you, sounding so pretty and desperate.

you give him what he wants, softly kissing a new area on his neck before biting down a bit more harshly this time, causing his hips to buck as his eyes squeeze shut.

“oh, god,” hyeongjun whines as he squirms desperately, seeking any friction he could get.

you hiss softly at the feeling of hyeongjun’s erection grinding against your cunt.

you remove your lips from his neck, looking into his eyes that were now hazy and full of desire. you caress his cheek softly.

“you wanna grind against me, baby?” you ask, your own breathing a bit unstable.

“yes,” he answers without hesitation, barely letting the question leave your lips.

you giggle at his eagerness as you rest your hands on each side of his shoulders to steady yourself.

you begin to grind against him, letting out a shaky sigh as your own eyes flutter shut. hyeongjun’s hips begin to move as well, matching your pace as his breath hitches.

your hand trails down to grip onto his choker, holding onto it as you moan softly.

you bite your lip to muffle your sounds that were getting more breathless by the second. it was relieving to finally be able to get yourself off after sitting through the whole event.

you feel hyeongjun tug on your shirt, snapping you out of your haze. you quickly pick up on his intentions and give him a nod.

he pulls your shirt up and over your arms, tossing it to the floor. his hands trail to your back, unclipping your bra and discarding that as well.

his arms wrap around your now bare waist, pulling your body even closer to him as he buries his head in your chest, muffling his moans that were getting increasingly louder.

“you’re real eager aren’t you?” you ask in between breathy sighs, your hands resting in his hair.

he doesn’t answer you, he only lets out a breathy moan that you knew was an indicator that he was close.

“you gonna cum soon, baby?” you breathe out, your hips keeping a steady pace as you grind against him.

he raises his head from your chest slightly to look up at you. hyeongjun’s eyes, slightly glazed over in need, lock with yours as he nods.

“a-almost there,” he says, his voice nearly cracking as his body shudders under you.

“can i cum inside you, please?” he pleads, and the look of pure yearning and neediness on his face was so pitiful you almost believed he’d shatter if you said no.

you nod, your hands moving from his hair to the waistline of his pants, unzipping them with a desperation that nearly had hyeongjun chuckling at the irony.

“lift your hips for me, baby.” you whisper, your eyes meeting his.

he immediately obeys your command without a second thought, his hips lifting up as he looks up at you like you’re about to give him the world.

you hook your fingers around his pants and gently tug them down to his knees before repeating the same process with his boxers.

when his cock springs free, your mouth nearly waters upon seeing how hard he is. his tip was dripping with precum, twitching slightly as you wrap your hand around him.

“aww, look how needy you are, baby.” you tease, stroking his cock at a tantalizingly slow pace.

his hips jerk upwards as he lets out a whine, one that sounds like it’s been forced out of him.

“*please*”, he whispers shakily, his voice hoarse. “stop teasing…c-can’t wait any longer,” he begs, his expression completely flustered, his cheeks a deep shade of red.

and because you’re so fucking whipped, you listen.

you give his cock one last pump before removing your hold on him in favor of pulling down your own pants and underwear.

you grab his cock again, aligning him with your entrance.

“stay quiet,” you whisper, to which he nods.

as you lower yourself on his cock, feeling your cunt stretch more with every inch you took, you have to press your lips together to stop a moan from leaving your mouth.

hyeongjun however, is seemingly unable to stop the groan that leaves his lips as he throws his head back.

your hand quickly slaps over his mouth as the other pulls him closer by his neck jewlery.

“i said, shut the fuck up.” you hiss, staring into his widened eyes with a look of warning.

he stutters out an apology that barely makes it through the muffle of your hand.

you give a single nod, but your hand remains splayed across the bottom half of his face.

you slowly lift your hips, a soft gasp leaving your lips as you feel hyeongjun’s nails sink into the skin of your back.

you sink back down on his cock, taking him deeper than before.

you begin to bounce on his cock, your breath catching your throat each time you push yourself back down onto him.

hyeongjun’s eyes are squeezed shut, his pretty moans growing louder against the roughness of your palm on his mouth.

“god, look at you,” you breathe out, smiling at the fucked out look on your boyfriends face.

“i bet this was your plan the whole time,” you grunt, your voice wavering with every bounce.

“you kept this outfit a secret because you knew i’d fuck you in it as soon as i got the chance,” you say, grabbing a fistful of his hair tightly.

hyeongjun can only cry out into your hand pathetically.

“you’re such a fucking whore, getting me to ride you in the dressing room.” you whisper into his ear, and he can feel you smirking against his skin.

he starts to tremble, his eyes fluttering open as he looks up at you.

“i’m gonna cum,” he pushes out, his words nearly unintelligible.

you bring your gaze back to his face, and you can feel his cock twitch inside you as his hips buck, causing a moan to slip past your lips.

“go on. cum for me, pretty boy.” you command.

that was all it took for him to gasp, letting out a deep, guttural moan as his hot cum spills inside you in steady ropes.

you let out a whimper at the feeling of him filling you, the feeling quickly driving you to your own orgasm.

“f-fuck,” you strain, your hips stuttering as you tilt your head back, riding out your orgasm as hyeongjun whimpers from overstimulation under you.

as your hips come to a complete stop, the only remaining sound in the room was your conjoined heavy breathing.

you slowly uncover hyeongjun’s mouth before leaning forward to kiss him softly, a complete contrast to what was happening just a few seconds ago.

he returns the kiss, pausing a few times to catch his breath.

once you pull away a comfortable silence falls over the two of you as you rest your forehead on his.

“you did so good, my sweet boy.” you say, caressing his shoulder softly.

hyeongjun smiles tiredly at the praise, but before he can respond, a voice calls out from the other side of the locked door, causing both of your eyes to open and snap towards the sound.

“if you two are done in there,” the voice—seungmin’s—starts. “the crew wanted to go grab food. i’m sure you two are very hungry right now.”

you slowly look over at hyeongjun, who’s eyes were still locked on this door in terror.

“well…” you say, scratching the back of your head.

“he’s gonna blackmail me into buying him lunch for like the next month.” he sighs, making you giggle softly.

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hi. so…

[xeraphony]

“𝓽𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧”

warnings: not proofread, jooyeon is taller than reader, small bit of angst (reader cries), and then it’s fluff and comfort.

word count: 1.4k

authors note: i hope this is good, i wrote it at 12 am on a work night. also first fic, hello villains :)

summary: you come home after a bad day and jooyeon comforts you.

there’s tears in your eyes as your shaking hands scramble to find your house key before trying to insert it into the doorknob. you miss the keyhole a few times, which only frustrates you even more.

the heavy rain pouring down on you didn’t make anything much better, and as you all but stab at the doorknob, you let out a bitter chuckle. it was so ridiculous that you could almost find it funny.

it seemed that every possible thing that could go wrong today, went wrong. from the moment you woke up to this very moment, there’s been small unfortunate occurrences that would usually only piss you off at most, but today they just kept happening.

one after another, as if the universe was mocking you.

it started with you spilling your coffee all over yourself and the counter this morning, *after* you got dressed. you had to clean the counter and your clothes, and then change into another outfit, which made you late for work.

from there, it was everything from you forgetting your umbrella to you dropping the case of your headphones into a puddle.

you had tears in your eyes the whole way home, but you refused to cry. why would you? nothing horrible happened.

when you finally manage to get the key into the doorknob, you twist it rather harshly and push open the door, quickly stepping into your apartment as you shut and lock the door, an exhasperated sigh leaving your lips.

*finally*, you think. *i’m home.*

as you take off your coat and hang it up, you immediate walk towards the kitchen to pour a glass of wine, unable to find it in yourself to care about the wet trail you leave behind you.

you grab a random cup from the cabinet, filling it to the top with wine that you barely let sit for a second before you’re bringing it to your lips, downing nearly half the cup.

“woah, rough day, huh?” you hear a familiar teasing voice say from behind you.

you flinch at the sudden appearance of your boyfriend, jooyeon. in your temporary panic, you your cup slips out of your hands that were still wet from the rain.

you feel the tears begin to burn in your eyes once more before the cup even reaches the counter and spills everywhere. this time, you don’t blink them away or let them sit in your eyes. instead, you prob your elbows onto the now soaked counter, bury your hands in your face and *bawl*.

you forget jooyeon was even there for a second, and the sound of your crying drowns out his hurried footsteps coming towards you.

“hey—baby, it’s alright,” jooyeon says softly, his voice full of concern. you imagine his face looks just as concerned, but you don’t have it in you to turn and look yet.

you feel his arms wrap around your waist as his chest presses against your back and his chin rests on the top of your head.

you let out a few choked gasps, attempting to speak, but all that can come out are sobs.

jooyeon quickly shushes you, muttering that you don’t have to speak yet if you weren’t ready.

after you’ve cried long enough for your head to hurt, you begin to calm down, your chest rising and falling rapidly as you take deep breaths.

you slowly lift your head from your hands, your eyes fluttering open. you blink a few times, your vision blurry from the tears.

as you straighten yourself, jooyeon takes a step back, giving you space to turn around.

before you can properly meet his eyes, he pulls you into another hug, one hand burying itself against your wet hair as his other hand rests on your waist.

your own arms wrap around him weakly as you take in his scent, the smell immediately bringing up a much needed sense of comfort.

“you didn’t spill cement, y’know?” he says softly, his tone light as he runs his fingers through your hair.

you let out a mixture of a laugh and a scoff, pulling yourself away from the hug slightly as you look up at him.

“it wasn’t just the cup, joo.” you say, pulling your hand from his waist to wipe your tears. your voice was thick, and your ears were ringing.

“everything went wrong today. it was like everytime i moved, *something* happened. like that,” you say, turning slightly to gesture to the counter covered in red, spilling over onto the floor.

“everything was so overwhelming. i’m so tired, i just want to go to sleep and leave today in the past.” you add, lowering your head to rest on his chest.

he stays silent for a few seconds, silently comforting you before he brings a hand up to gently hook a finger under your chin, tilting your head up slightly so that you were looking at him.

“how about this,” he starts, brushing a wet strand of hair from your eye.

“you go get undressed and wait for me while i clean this up, then i’ll run us a bath and bring you to bed, hm?”

you could almost start crying again at how gentle he is.

you give him a smile that doesn’t reach your eyes, but you both know it’s genuine.

“yeah,” you nod. “i’d like that.”

jooyeon smiles and presses a soft kiss to your forehead before he releases you from his hold.

you sit with your back against jooyeon’s chest as his hands massage shampoo into your hair.

your eyes were closed as you take in the feeling of jooyeon’s hands in your hair paired with the warmth of his body and the water.

he was rambling about his day, talking about a bunch of things you weren’t really listening to. you had told him to just talk about anything as he cleaned you. the sound his voice was something that could calm you down quicker than anything.

“jiseok kept messing up during practice, and when i said something he told me i’m lucky because no one hears if i mess up anyway,” he huffs as he rinses your hair, being mindful of your eyes and ears.

“if it makes you feel better, i can hear when you play.” you say, a small smile of contentment resting on your lips.

“no you can’t,” he chuckles. “but i appreciate the sentiment.”

you were about to give him a playful rebuttal when you feel him shift, and then you see his arm reaching out to the drainer.

“wait,” you say, frowning softly as you turn to look back at him.

he raises an eyebrow at you, pulling his hand away.

“what is it, baby?”

you grab his hand, wrapping it around your torso.

“can we stay here just a few more minutes?” you ask, a silent plea in your expression.

jooyeon laughs, finding you absolutely adorable.

“of course, sweet girl. we can stay as long as you like, tonight’s about you.” he says, returning to his previous position rested against the edge of the bathtub.

he pulls you against him, nuzzling his head against your shoulder as he continues to ramble on.

you were now laying in bed, your head resting against jooyeon’s chest.

he was explaining a show he put on (you let him choose tonight), his free hand waving around animatedly as he speaks.

“so *he* actually **turns out to be one of them too, but he’s different because he ends up using his powers against his kind, so he’s still one of the good guys,”

as he talks, your mind grows hazier. you could tell you weren’t far from falling asleep.

you can’t help but think about how much jooyeon has done for you. how caring and tentative he is, how he always knows how to comfort you. how he was able to completely turn your bad day around in just a few hours.

you smile. you really got lucky with him.

as jooyeon continues his rambling, you suddenly speak up.

“jooyeon, i love you.”

jooyeon pauses before smiling softly. he gently cups your cheek, caressing the soft skin with his thumb.

“you’re not too bad yourself, pretty girl.” he says softly.

after a few seconds of silence, he looks down and sees you fast asleep in his chest.

his smile grows wider as he sees you so peaceful and in a much better state than you came home in.

he grabs the remote, turning the tv off before tossing it aside and closing his eyes, pulling you closer to him.