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⿴ ≡ YangYang ft. Ten (menção dos outros membros do wayv) (ɪᴅᴏʟ! YangYang x ɪᴅᴏʟ!ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) ᴘᴀʟᴀᴠʀᴀꜱ: 2718 palavras ᴀᴠɪꜱᴏꜱ: Nenhum ☺️.  ≡ ⿴

Tive a ideia pra escrever essa história de um sonho fofo que tive com o YangYang e Ten e não me aguentei. É pequeno, mas espero que gostem.

Quando seus amigos saíram de férias, a ideia de irem juntos em uma vã até o lugar onde ficariam, parecia ser muito boa. Você só não percebeu que ficaria presa com sete rapazes cheios de energia e mais ainda, um deles sendo o seu melhor amigo que jura que o mais novo do grupo nutre sentimentos por você. Mas quando se deu conta dos fatos, ja não tinha como votar atrás.

Apesar do Sol quente do dia, uma brisa fresca balançava as árvores e os cabelos de todos, e os meninos pareciam incrivelmente animados — e como não poderiam?

"Todos prontos?" Kun pergunta te ajudando com as malas, enquanto os rapazes vão se aproximando para colocarem suas próprias malas no veículo.

"Só falta o Ten hyung e o YangYang..." Winwin o informa, e você já imagina que ambos estavam brigando sobre algo besta. Enquanto pensa em qual pode ser a bobeira, os dois saem da casa com suas coisas em mãos. Ten com uma feição engraçada e o mais novo com um sorriso brincalhão no rosto.

"Hey, eu não posso cuidar de você o tempo todo okay?!" Chitta diz alto, o que faz você rir da besteira. Yang escuta e ao te ver parada ali, corre para guardar suas coisas e te envolver em um abraço confortável.

"Podemos ir?" XiaoJun pergunta com a cara de poucos amigos. "Alguém não gostou de ser acordado cedo" você comenta brincando com o rapaz que suspira dramaticamente "O que eu não faço pra ver seu lindo rosto?! "

"Tá, já chega!" Kun se pronúncia e você tenta disfarçar o rubor nas bochechas e se vira para o líder. — "eu, Winwin e Lucas vamos nos revezar para dirigir, então se preparem pois será uma longa viagem!"

E dito isso, todos se acomodaram em seus lugares. XiaoJun e Handery no último banco onde de alguma forma conseguiram deitar e seguir viagem desse modo; Winwin e Lucas tomaram os bancos da frentez restando para você e os dois últimos rapazes o longo banco do meio. YangYang sentou na janela, uma vez que você não queria pois estava muito sol, mas pegou o lugar ao seu lado com Ten logo após.

No começo tudo estava tranquilo, uma vez que em poucos minutos todos acabaram por dormir mais um pouco. Até a primeira parada, onde Kun a acordou e você se viu deitada em YangYang, que tinha sua cabeça encostada na sua, e Chitta estava com a sua cabeça em seu colo.

Após reabastecer a vã, esticar as pernas e comer algumas besteiras de postos, quando voltaram para o carro, todos foram para os mesmos lugares, porém agora mais despertos.

Sua atenção acabou sendo dividida entre o mais novo e o mais velho que ficavam tentando fazer com que visse algo "muito bom" ou "a sua cara" em seus celulares, até que Kun se vira para os três:

"Ya! Chega os dois! Será que podem deixar a coitada em paz por um segundo?" sua voz continha o tom firme de líder, e você ficou quieta escutando ambos pedirem desculpas.

Ten deita sua cabeça novamente em suas pernas, e você automaticamente leva seus dedos ao cabelo do rapaz e começa a fazer carinho.

"Ya! Você só pode estar de brincadeira com a minha cara!"

E então os dois voltam em mais uma boba discussão sobre quem é "mais digno do seu cafuné" enquanto Kun os observa com seu olhar desgostoso, e Winwin te observa tentando se comunicar com você pelo olhar.

Foi então que você teve certeza de duas coisas: a primeira era que, definitivamente YangYang nutria sentimentos por você, e a segunda que Chittaphon iria o provocar a viagem toda.

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— [♡]; Nakamoto Yuta

⿴ ≡ ¡Gif isn't mine! / ¡O Gif não é meu! ⸾ ⸽ Nakamoto Yuta (Nonɪᴅᴏʟ! Yuta x Nonɪᴅᴏʟ!ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) Words: 447 words Warning: mention of food, (very very slightly angust as well), slight mention of sex .  ≡ ⿴

He’s the love of my life. Definitely, and with no turning backs. The funniest thing about it, is that when I realized that, the little me inside of my head, grabbed her soda with her straw and sarcastically said “Uh Oh! Are we like that already?”. But I couldn’t answer her, I was too busy checking the way that my apartment it was at that moment.

My living room it had a lot of pillows, some plats were at the center table, and I could see that my favorite ‘cheesy horrible day’ movie was waiting for be played. I was so chocked that I barely saw when he came from the hallway with his perfect smile saying with his sweet voice “Finally my baby’s at home! Go rushing to your especial bathtub shower while it still warm. I just finished there!” And once again, I was so absorbed by his smell, his strong arms holding me close to his perfect ‘home’ body, that I could found my typical tease me to make up with na a answer.

So I asked him, how does he knew? And once again he opened his smile and said “You forgot I’m your Super boyfriend? My sense told me this morning something was wrong. So I knew that I had to come and save your day!” And it turns out, that he was right. That it was na a Horribly terrifying extraordinary bad day.

That night while we watch to Dr. Frank-N-Furter singing about his blonde sex machine, I had his body as my perfect pillow, while his heart was beating in my ears, his delicious warm food recently cooked was on my stomach, he was the only thing I could think. How he knew without hear a word coming out from me, how he played the most gay movie and is watching and enjoying ever single moment of it. And suddenly I wasn’t afraid of love anymore. I felt like I could get whatever I wanted as long he was with me.

“You are the love of my life” I whispered to him, when his was sleeping on the bed with me. That was the first time I said that, even though he had said for a very long time a go. I was a coward, but he respected that, he waited for me, for my own time. And when I had shore he was just pretending to be sleeping, I whispered into his ears ‘I love You’. His smile never been so big, and I probably never had such a good night as that one. And I knew, that I would never love anymore the way I love Nakamoto Yuta, and that was okay. Even if he Brak my heart into leaves later, because he showed me what love supposed to be, and teached me that I shouldn’t never accept less that that.

feel better

changkyun x (fem.) reader

smut, fluff [ nsfw | mdni ]

massage turned smutty, vaginal penetration, unprotected sex (but please use protection irl ☝🏻), slight cockwarming at the end

~2.1K word count

a/n: happy birthday to my ult of 4 years, changkyun 💜🥳

posted: january 26, 2022

Changkyun’s mood shifted from indifferent to joyful when he walked into your shared apartment to see your shoes already by the doorway and your purse sat on the small bench against the wall. He quietly closed the door behind him, and that’s when noticed the faint smell of food wafting to him. A smile lit up his face as he made his way to the kitchen, turning the corner to see you standing at the counter, preparing a meal for the two of you. You hadn’t noticed him walking in, so he was viewing you in your most natural state, free of being perceived by anyone—or so you thought. The smile on his face faltered and slowly fell as he took in the frown on your face and the way your brows furrowed together in seemingly permanent frustration. It looked like you were carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders.

“Hey, babe,” he greeted you, smiling again when your eyes met his. You returned the gesture, but it was only surface-level. The worry between your brows stayed put.

“Hey, I was just getting started on dinner,” you explained, turning the heat down on the stove. He walked up until his chest was close to your back and his hands sat on your hips. He pressed a swift kiss to your neck.

“How was your day?”

“Fine, I guess.”

His heart felt heavy from the discontent in your voice, “You seem stressed.”

You were, but you didn’t want to burden him with your troubles, so you shrugged, “Work has been . . . a lot lately, and I’ve been having bad migraines again.”

Ah, that’s it, he thought.

“I see. Well, what could I do to help you out, my love?” as he spoke, his hands circled around your waist, linking his fingers together over your belly as he rested his chin on your shoulder. Here, he could smell your sweet perfume and the delicious food you were cooking.

“You don’t need to do anything. Your presence is enough to make me feel better,” you smiled, this time genuinely, but he couldn’t see it from his position.

He sighed, “I want to do something, though. Would you like a massage? I should have some of that massage oil left somewhere.”

The idea of a massage sounded really nice, your body almost instantly relaxed at the thought alone. And if there was anything you knew about Changkyun it was how determined he could be once he set his mind to something.

“A massage would be great.”

Changkyun grinned, placing another sweet kiss to your neck before offering to help with dinner. Some time passed, your plates were empty, and some wine was drunk to ease both of your minds from stressful work days. You had almost forgotten your boyfriend’s proposal until he had walked away—you presumed to use the restroom—only to return with an almost empty bottle of massage oil. You followed him to your bedroom, your hand in his.

Once in the comfort of your room, he instructed you to get on the bed. He spoke softly, mimicking the way masseuses spoke to their clients, “Strip down to your comfort level, darling.”

You chuckled lightly, stripping down to your undergarments before sitting down on the edge of the bed. Kyun watched you with sparkles in his eyes, adoring your body for what it was. He was so caught up in admiring you that he almost forgot to open the bottle in his hands. He blinked and pulled his eyes away from you, popping the cap open to spill some of the oil into his palm. He set the closed bottle down and lathered the liquid in his hands, kneeling behind you so he could run his hands over your shoulders. The smooth feeling of his fingers on your skin had you closing your eyes to concentrate on it. It was such a simple gesture, but it felt so good.

Changkyun smiled to himself as he noticed the way your head moved slowly with your body, leaning into his touch. His thumbs moved to your shoulder blades, gently pushing your bra straps down so that he could rub the expanse of your upper back. He focused on the knots he could feel under your skin, alleviating the pressure. Soft moans spilled from your parted lips and fell against his ears, making him gulp. He could feel his body warming up. Truthfully, he loved having you like this, under his gentle touch.

“Does it feel good, babe?” he asked, a chuckle to his tone. He was mocking your blissful moans, which made you blush. You hadn’t even realized you were making such lewd noises until now.

“Yes,” you breathed out, feeling his hands come up to your shoulders again. His digits rubbed over the divot between them and your neck, causing you to whimper. The room was so quiet that your noises were the only sound in it. That was until you heard the faint groan erupt from your boyfriend’s throat. “Kyun? You okay?”

Changkyun shakily chuckled, feeling himself getting hard in his pants. He was more than okay, “Yeah, I’m fine. You just . . . You’re so beautiful.”

Your heart warmed, and you turned to look up at him through your lashes. His sharp features—which were usually intimidating—were inviting, drawing you in until your face met his in a much-needed, tender kiss. His hand slipped up from your neck to your cheek, holding you still as his lips captured yours more passionately. That was the perfect word to describe Kyun; passionate. He was passionate about everything, his career, his hobbies, but especially loving you. He wanted his love to show through everything he did.

“I love you,” he mumbled against your lips, “so much.”

“I love you more,” you moaned, his thumb caressing your cheekbone.

“Not possible,” he whispered it with a smirk, kissing you again before you could object. Your lips moulded together as you shifted to face him a little better. Your bra was sagging, almost exposing you, but you couldn’t care less. Kyun’s hands skimmed down your arms from your shoulders to your hands, taking them in his own. Your fingers interlaced together, and the next thing you knew, you were laying on your back with your boyfriend hovering over you, his lips never leaving yours.

“Can I take these off of you?” he asked, his fingers moving to tug on the strap of your bra. You nodded, arms wrapping around his neck.

His hands carefully removed your bra, letting it slip off the side of the bed before he moved to do the same with your underwear. His fingertips tickled your legs as they slowly and teasingly tugged the garment off of you. You groaned with impatience, your heart racing when you were finally bare for him.

“I’ll never get over how beautiful you are.”

Your cheeks heated up, and you found yourself subconsciously pressing your thighs together. Kyun didn’t say anything, letting his hands speak for him as they held the outside of your thighs to open them back up. He kneeled between your own knees, watching your expression as he unbuttoned his shirt and took it off, followed by his undershirt. Your eyes stayed on his bare torso, admiring his toned muscles while he unbuckled his belt and stripped himself of his pants and briefs.

The two of you took a moment to just appreciate each other’s physique, hearts beating. Kyun finally leaned down, pressing his lips to your sternum, peppering more up the valley of your breasts until he reached your neck. His kisses turned into little bites against your jaw, making you moan lowly.

“I need you, Kyun,” you whispered, knees reaching up to nudge against the bones of his hips.

He only nodded in response, kissing you deeply as his hand reached between the two of you to find your clit. You gasped softly against his lips, letting him know he had it. His fingertips caressed the button gently but purposefully, working you up until you were ready for him. Pants and moans spilled from your mouth, and your hands gripped the expanse of his back, your nails digging into the skin. He didn’t mind though; honestly, he barely noticed. He was so intently focused on pleasuring you.

“Ready, baby?”

“Mhm,” you nodded fervently, a long, pornographic groan releasing from you as he pushed himself between your folds. A sigh escaped him before he bit down on his lip. Another grunt built up in him as he bottomed out in you and your nails dug deeper into the skin of his shoulder blades.

“Shit,” he breathed out, pulling back enough before thrusting back into you slowly. You were so tight, but it felt so good, “You okay?”

You could only hum, your eyes closed and your head back against the pillows. Your hands fell from his shoulders to his arms, gripping his biceps tightly as he started to thrust into you at a nice, leisurely pace. Kyun didn’t like to go too fast or too slow unless he was in a mood. Usually, he liked to just move at a natural pace, enjoying you while he could. He liked to watch your expressions as he made love to you, smiling when he hit that spot inside of you that had you gasping out his name. He loved when you said his name, reminding him that he was all yours just like you were his.

“Harder.”

Changkyun grunted, fulfilling your request and snapping his hips with a little more vigor in each thrust. This way he was hitting you deeper, making your chest heave more. Your toes were curling. Your fingers were turning his skin white from how hard you were grasping him. He chuckled, leaning down to kiss your cheek, then your ear. He whispered there, “Are you gonna finish for me soon, baby?”

“Yes, I’m close,” you managed to answer, your hands reaching up to cup his cheeks. You brought his lips to yours, tugging his lower lip between your teeth as that familiar, tight feeling bubbled more aggressively in your lower abdomen. You could feel him throbbing in your heat as he pumped in and out of you, and it was making you clench around him. But your clenching was making Kyun lose it.

He moaned into your mouth as your teeth released his lip. His hand grabbed the outside of your thigh, and he told you to wrap your legs around him. You didn’t hesitate to do so, shifting down a bit so that your legs could encircle his waist. His hands went to your waist, pressing it into the mattress as he pounded into you, his bated breaths falling into the space between your shoulder and neck. Your neck felt warm with his breath fanning it. You couldn’t think of anything but his name, so that was the only thing you spoke, repeating it out into the quiet room, mingling with the sounds of him fucking you.

He whimpered as you came, your pussy pulsing around him. The sensation was too much, and he was filling you, hips faltering. The fingernails of his right hand dug into your thigh while his left hand gripped the pillow beside your head. His knees were practically anchored into the mattress, only easing up when his body came to a complete stop.

With his dick still inside of you, he let his cheek rest against your shoulder as his arms hugged you close. Your own arms reached up to caress his back and his hair. You knew how much he loved to be pet like this. You pressed a kiss to his naked shoulder, whispering again that you loved him. He didn’t respond, but he didn’t need to. You both knew he loved you back.

The atmosphere shifted from overwhelmingly passionate to calm and loving. The kisses went from hot and tender to chaste and sweet, just little pecks of love swapped over sweaty skin. Changkyun pulled back enough to look you in the eyes, his hand sweeping some stray hair out of your face. He remembered your comment about your migraines, so he reached up to press his lips against your temple.

“Feeling a little better?” he asked.

“I always feel better with you,” you confessed, sighing contently. You reached up and swept a stray eyelash from under his eye, caressing his cheekbone and smiling when he closed his eyes to enjoy the soft gesture. He was convinced he could never feel love like this with anyone else but you.

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LOVING YOU !

— pairing: idol!jungwon x idol!fem!reader (ft. jay from ENHYPEN & ni-ki from ENHYPEN)

— genre: fake relationship to real, strangers to lovers, fluff, angst, socmed au, hybe kinda crazy

— synopsis: HYBE finally is releasing a new girl group and you’re in it! so what do they do to promote this girl group? well, the least unexpected thing. They make you, the face of the group—fake date yang jungwon, your beloved sunbaenim. It’s for “promotions” they say. That’s fine.. but there’s just a teeny tiny problem; well, he barely knows you and.. you are kind of the biggest simp for him.

author note: hi guys! so unfortunately, my “all too well” smau will be cancelled (as i already deleted it). i feel like it wasn’t the best version of itself and that i didn’t really like the general idea overall. who knows? maybe one day i’ll rewrite it. however, to make up for it, here’s another won smau that i promise i will finish !! i hope you guys enjoy it :] the taglist is CLOSED.

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1 — L4VEY teasers slayed

2 — go on managernim, give us nothing !!

3 — I was thinking.. then started crying.

4 — go cry abt it!

5 — CAUGHT 4K!!!📸

6 — come home the kids miss you.

7 — tw: man?!

8 — promise it isn’t what it looks like.

9 — the girls are fighting ??

10 — it’s for their own good.

11 — uh ur mom.

12 — what would your members say?

13 — I’m not the only one, am I?

14 — not like I’m complaining.

special chapter: if it all had been too good to be true 🌷

15 — they always using Jake!

16 — Tears falling, tears falling, don’t get me started.

17 — it’s…. ??

18 — hiatus & headaches.

19 — veronica open the door pls

20 — knetz suck

21 — Mr. Loverman on repeat

22 — was it worth it?

23 — bout to pull a maddy

24 — just tired haha

25 — jungass in my business

26 — breaking my silence

27 — engene twt in pieces

28 — one step at a time.

29 — sincerely, tteokbokki.

30 — going sololololo

31 — yn backstage video

32 — rue, when was this?

— [♡]; Nakamoto Yuta

⿴ ≡ ¡Gif isn't mine! / ¡O Gif não é meu! ⸾ ⸽ Nakamoto Yuta (Nonɪᴅᴏʟ! Yuta x Nonɪᴅᴏʟ!ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) Palavras: 447 palavras Avisos: Menção de comida, (sentimento muito muito leve de angústia), leve menção de sexo.  ≡ ⿴

Ele é o amor da minha vida. Definitivamente, e sem volta. O mais engraçado é que quando percebi isso, a pequena eu dentro da minha cabeça, agarrou o refrigerante dela com o canudo e disse sarcasticamente “Uh Oh! Já somos assim? ”. Mas não consegui responder, estava muito ocupado verificando como estava meu apartamento naquele momento.

Minha sala de estar tinha muitos travesseiros, algumas almofadas estavam na mesa de centro, e eu pude ver que meu filme favorito de ‘dia horrível’ estava esperando para ser exibido. Fiquei tão chocado que mal vi quando ele veio do corredor com seu sorriso perfeito dizendo com sua voz doce "Finalmente meu bebê está em casa! Vá correndo para seu banho especial de espumas enquanto ela ainda está quente. Acabei de terminar! ” E mais uma vez, eu estava tão absorta por seu cheiro, seus braços fortes me segurando perto de seu corpo perfeito de ‘casa’, que eu pude encontrar minha típica provocação para me compensar com uma resposta.

Então eu perguntei a ele, como ele sabia, e mais uma vez ele abriu o sorriso e disse: “Você esqueceu que sou seu supernamorado? Meu bom sentido me disse esta manhã que algo estava errado. Então eu sabia que tinha que vir e salvar o seu dia!” E descobriu-se que ele estava certo. Que foi um dia horrivelmente terrível e extraordinário.

Naquela noite, enquanto assistíamos ao Dr. Frank-N-Furter cantando sobre sua máquina de sexo loiro, eu tinha seu corpo como meu travesseiro perfeito, enquanto seu coração batia em meus ouvidos, sua deliciosa comida quente recém cozida estava na minha barriga, ele foi a única coisa que consegui pensar. Como ele soube sem ouvir uma palavra vindo de mim, como ele interpretou o filme mais gay e está assistindo e curtindo cada momento dele. E de repente eu não estava mais com medo do amor. Eu senti que poderia conseguir o que quisesse, desde que ele estivesse comigo.

“Você é o amor da minha vida” sussurrei para ele, quando ele estava dormindo na cama comigo. Essa foi a primeira vez que eu disse isso, embora ele tivesse dito por muito tempo. Eu fui uma covarde, mas ele respeitou isso, ele esperou por mim, pelo meu tempo. E quando tive certeza que ele estava apenas fingindo estar dormindo, sussurrei em seus ouvidos 'Eu te amo'. Seu sorriso nunca foi tão grande, e provavelmente nunca tive uma noite tão boa como aquela. E eu sabia que nunca amaria mais do jeito que amo Nakamoto Yuta, e estava tudo bem. Mesmo que ele quebrasse meu coração mais tarde, porque ele me mostrou o que o amor deveria ser, e me ensinou que eu nunca deveria aceitar menos que isso.

🍊..↱ Min Yoongi

Idol!Yoongi x NonIdol!Reader. Warnings: Mention of food. Words: 630

Hello everyone! I'm back after a while far from here (btw I'm sorry for that) and I was planning to post it tomorrow, but since we're celebrating today, then, Happy Birthay Yoongles! 🍊 (I'm sorry in advance for any mistakes on it)

Your eyes. I think that’s what made me fall in love with him (of course he also has his extraordinary beauty and his brilliant personality), but his unique way of looking at the world around him is what hooked me.

On second thought, I think it was the way he looked at me the first time. As if he could see my soul; as if he wanted to learn the details about her. Min Yoongi was always very passionate, and always very intense in all aspects, including when he determined that he would win me over. What he didn’t know is that I was already his, even if he didn’t want me, but I decided to pretend to be tough to get along with.

“What are you thinking?” His voice catches my eye as he enters the room. The now dark one drops down on the bed beside me, and I take the opportunity to put my book aside and lay my head on his chest. His hands go straight to my hair in a simple caress, making me smile at the act.

“You.” I reply simply, and judging by the weak laugh he gives, I can mentally see his gummy smile.

“Do you love me so much you can’t stop thinking about me, even next to me?” he comments smiling, making me laugh. I lift my face to face his and mumble a ‘uhum’ in agreement. "so what exactly was my girlfriend thinking about me?"

“Hmm... about how I fell in love with you, and how I always fall for yours.” Yoongi looks at me a little confused, so I straighten up and stare at her beautiful face as I speak. “your look when we first met. I believed no one would look at me like that, but you did it, and then you kept doing it, and you do it every time you see me.” I smile a bit nostalgically touching her smooth cheek with my fingertips.

“So it was my look that won you over? Not my irresistible beauty?”

“First time…yes.” I sigh, laughing lightly along with him “but beyond that, it was the way I learned to read your gaze. I found that sometimes you work too hard, and even if you deny it, I know exactly what to do to get you out of that studio and rest; I know exactly when all you want is a bottle of Soju and meat, and that even if you imply I don’t eat meat, I know you support me and know when you are comfortable with someone or not.”

Yoongi was a little red and with a small smile on his lips. And from his look, I knew what he meant. A funny thing about our relationship is that we don’t necessarily need to communicate with words because like him, I wasn’t much of a talker either, I never knew how to express myself very well, but he always understood me. I smile and after leaving a lingering peck on his lips, I answer him.

“I know I too. So, how about we order food and soju for dinner?” I propose already feeling my belly growl with hunger. Yoongi smiles.

“How about you order one of your crazy meatless dishes for me too?” His voice is husky and low, and his words make me feel ashamed and hide my face in his neck.

Min Yoongi and his intense, passionate gaze won me over from the start and will keep me going until the end.

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