"You've saved me as what?" Satoru repeats for what must have been the fifth time.
You sigh, speaking again, slowly. "Cotton Swab. I saved you as Cotton Swab"
Satoru gapes at you, mouth opening and closing without a single word coming out. In the end, he pouts and look away.
You frown. "Hey, come on. Don't be like that," You walk around him so you're directly in his line of view, his pink lips sticking out as he crosses his arms. You show him your phone, where his contact really is saved as 'Cotton Swab'. "It's a term of endearment. An affectionate nickname. I mean, would you rather just be saved as Satoru? How boring is that?"
Satoru glances at your screen once, then looks away, clearly unimpressed. "You didn't even give me an emoji."
"Alright, alright" you say, going ahead to edit his contact name. "I'll add some emojis. Which ones do you want?"
Before you could blink, satoru had taken your phone. He gives it back to you a few seconds later, leaving you chuckling at the long list of emojis he had put after his name. His name, you just realised, he changed to 'bf'.
You look up at him with a grin. "You gonna explain that?"
"Nope" he says back with a matching grin.
He didn't explain that you two were now matching, because he had long since had you saved as 'gf' with a whole bunch of emojis after too.
Warning : reader wears skirts, reader gets spoiled, idk what else to think of but if any suggestions lmk!
Word Count : 223 (not bad lmao)
Author's note : riki brain rot help. Also, this is my first post; so feedback would be GREATLY appreciated! thank you & enjoy babies <3 (this was hugely inspired by @boyfiejay & @angel1kisses! Go check out their writings <3)
Princess treatment with riki is literally the best fr. to me personally I just feel loved when I get treated like a princess.
100% will refuse to call you by your name. Only will call you “princess” or “love”, etc.
Bro is WHIPPED
He just finds anything you do cute. Ur crying? ADORABLE. Ur laughing? ADORABLE.
You both have completely different aesthetics; but he loves it when you wear your skirts & knee socks (anything cute & pink tbh)
Ties your ribbons on his biceps (lmao I had to)
As we all know alr, that man is a GIANT. He finds the size difference so cute.
He's not great at pda, would be afraid to get teased by his hyungs
Has so many polaroids of you. (& maybe 2 or 3 of you guys together)
Made a personal playlist for you to listen to <3
Will only do ageyo for YOU. literally noone else (maybe engene)
Does your hair exceptionally well. (he has sisters, so he has experience.)
Loves when you touch or stroke his hair
lap= seat. He always lets you sit on his lap. Especially when he's playing games with the older members.
Expect many sanrio plushies,cute skirts, & jewelry when he comes back from a tour. Bro will literally spoil you to death.
jing yuan x afab! reader
nsfw under the cut. // raw and unprotected sex.
despite the luofu general being a fearless and cold leader, he has his own private business behind closed doors. he finds himself aroused, lust and horniness bleeding through his skin, pent-up sexual frustration boiling down inside of him— he yearns for a hole that could please and take him in. he can’t even sleep, the huge issue below rising and begging for a personal sex toy.
and so, in the deep depths of the night, where the stars fade in and out, engulfed in the endless dark sea, he calls you over, lures you into his lap and slides his overwhelming size into you, grunting and giving out in pleasure as your velvety walls squelch and tighten around him.
it’s a shameful and disgusting job, but you can’t deny it doesn’t fulfill your own sexual desires -and the pay is anything but small- so you agree to the gig, finding yourself slithering into the golden doors of his dimly lit office.
so once more, you’re summoned by the silver haired general, your heart beat pounding against your chest as you repeat the all-too-familiar steps: timidly bending your back, unzipping your skirt and blouse, then slipping down your lacy panties so that he can see your glistening cunt, precum coating the lips of your pussy like a sugary glaze.
his cock is huge, pulsating with purply brown veins as he intrudes in your tight walls with aggressive and sloppy thrusts, each one so good against your greedy hole. the feeling is almost euphoric, and in just a few seconds, your eyes are rolling to the back of your head, saliva dripping down your mouth and tears of pleasure slipping down your cheeks. you can’t stifle out a moan— sugary mewls slipping out of your lips before you can stop them.
you can hear his hurried breaths, his muscular chest heaving up and down as he uses a little more power, pounding and jerking his hips which sends shaky vibrations into your walls. his fast-paced rubs quickly garner a plethora of lewd and aroused noises from you, and he’s so good that it drives you crazy— the girth and thickness of his size sends beads of satisfaction dripping down your thighs with just a few strokes and minutes in.
“…hah,” you can hear jing yuan give out a sigh in pleasure, and before you know it, you can feel his cock twitch and pulsate in your hole uncontrollably— and then, soft and milky liquid fills your cunt, painting your walls white as excess strings of his fluid drip down your hole and onto the pristine floor.
“you were quite loud today.” the general’s voice booms against the walls, and you nearly jump at the sudden start of a conversation. you were nearly forbidden to speak around him.
Synopsis: your friend had told you to talk to someone whenever you had a nightmare, to keep it from coming true. But what happens when it’s the middle of the night and there’s only one specific person to listen to your thoughts?
Warnings: …nightmare description i guess? Nothing too deep though (at least I don’t think so). slight hint of smut maybe…?
Word count: 1.9k
Notes: this is not the first time I publish something, but it is the first time I’ve written something K-pop related, as I’m kind of new into this world and there are still many things I don’t quite know about (I’m working on it tho!). So please be kind and lmk if there are any mistakes or things you’d like me to alter or improve on. (also i didn’t check for any mistakes bc if i reread it I’ll just delete all of it so…)
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Water.
It was the only thing you truly felt, lingering all over your skin as the molecules invaded your body without permission. They occupied every single inch of yourself, assaulting your nostrils until it got to your lungs and all you could feel was a sickening burn, slowing crippling through your organs, depriving you of any kind of relief. You tried breathing, but all you got was more water instead. Desperate, your hands found a cold, harsh wall that kept you from the outside world, and no matter how hard you tried pushing and beating onto it, it simply didn’t falter. It was only then you realized: you were trapped inside a frozen lake, without air or any shot of escaping. The glacial waters welcomed your soul as you closed your eyes, finally accepting the lost battle. With one last thought, you sighed, allowing the rest of the waters to finally rest in your lungs, so you could be in peace.
Suddenly, you woke up. The upper-half of your body rose from your bed as you took deep breaths, appreciating the simple act of inhaling and exhaling. It was a gift, you’ve come to the conclusion: sometimes we forget how lucky we are to be able to do the simplest things, such as breathing. Such as living.
Running your hands through your hair and your face, you noticed how drenched in sweat your body was —your pajamas were wet from it. However, you were too busy trying to calm yourself down to do anything about it. Your mind didn’t seem to know it was all a nightmare. Sure, it felt so real… but it wasn’t, so logically there was no reason for you to be so shaken, trembling hands, rapid heart-beating and all. A few minutes went by, and you were still in the same position, not getting any better, so you’ve decided to get some fresh water to cool your thoughts.
You sighed in defeat when you noticed you weren’t going back to sleep so soon, picking up your phone and pushing your covers aside. Careful as to not wake up your roommate, Kazuha, you’ve made your way through the dorm, jumping at the slightest noise.
Now, sitting on the kitchen isle with a glass of water in your hands, you suddenly remembered something your friend, Yeji, had told you long ago. With that in mind, you glanced at the fridge’s clock before sending her a message. 3:28 AM.
Yeji unnie <3
heyy
you up?
Ive j had a rlly awful dream
You sighed when the messages weren’t even delivered, even though it was to be expected; the girls were busy promoting their new song and probably had a busy schedule tomorrow. It was only natural for Yeji to be sleeping, as you should be too. You and the girls have performed on the first shows of the tour, and your schedule is also as busy as ever. However, here you were, sitting at the kitchen counter, hands still trembling and mind replaying the previous nightmare in your head.
“Hey. Is everything ok?” A voice coming from behind startled you, making you jump in your seat and almost fall to your side. Luckily, a pair of hands steadied you, lingering seconds longer to make sure you weren’t going to slip.
You knew who it was without even looking back; her touches were too unique, made you too hot to go unnoticed. Indeed, Yunjin presented herself to you, making her way into the kitchen as she stared in your eyes with worry etched in her face. You cleared your throat, adjusting your posture so you wouldn’t look as fragile as you felt in front of her, at least. You hated looking fragile in front of anyone, let alone… her.
Likewise, you and Yunjin were close, as you were with the rest of the girls. But with her, it was just the way she portrayed herself that got you completely enamored. You’ve lost count of the times the girls teased you for losing focus at rehearsals because of her dancing. The way she was constantly trying to be the kindest version of herself, her passion for music, her care for others... it was hard not to be completely captured by her, truly. Which is why you were always awkward around her, specially when it was just the two of you, alone.
Like now.
“Ahn, no, unnie.” You said automatically, making her raise her eyebrows at you. Clearing your throat, you corrected yourself. “Yes, I meant yes. Everything’s ok. Sorry.”
Obviously, she wasn’t convinced. You drank from your water, trying to calm yourself down, but stopped when her soft hands kept you from drinking all of it in one go.
“Calm down, Y/n. You’ll end up drowning this way.” Her words were meant to be playful, but they reminded you of your nightmare, and suddenly the kitchen felt cramped, and you were there again, with the water making pressure to invade your lungs and the ice barrier and-
“Hey,” Yunjin’s voice was soft as she got closer, reaching out for a hug. “All is good; just breathe with me.” You focused on her face, ever so delicate, following her commands. After a few minutes, you were feeling much calmer. “That’s a good girl.” She praised, as you face the ground in embarrassment.
Taking your hands off her, you muttered. “Thanks, unnie.”
The words got to you, much to your dismay, and you could feel your face growing hot by it. Yunjin noticed it too, chuckling slightly.
“Cute.”
You faced your hands, embarrassed by your turmoil, and the two of you stood in an awkward silence until the sighed, taking the seat beside you.
“So… does this have something to do with Yeji?” She asked, cutting the apple you didn’t see her getting for herself, a cautious tone leaving her lips.
You frowned at the question. Why would yunjin think about Yeji? Seeing your confusion, she tapped on your phone over the balcony, still unlocked at the conversation with your friend. “Sorry for lurking. It’s just… you seemed really frightened, and I couldn’t help but look.”
Your bandmate was embarrassed to be caught, too, and you couldn’t help but giggle. Still, you reached for your phone to lock it; you couldn’t have Yunjin reading the messages you had sent Yeji about her. “It’s okay, unnie. I know you didn’t mean any harm.”
She hummed in response, still eyeing you attentively.
“Do you want to talk about it?” She seems to ponder her words better, as she adds, “You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to. It’s just that you’ve seemed really shaken. You still do, actually.”
Your hands flicker the empty glass nervously, unsure of what to do. You didn’t want Yunjin to think of you as something fragile or weak. Being only a few months older than Kazuha, you always tried your best to not be labeled as a maknae to any of the older girls, always trying to take care of them too, as you knew they needed it. But she was looking at you with such caring eyes, and the whole thing had just felt so real. You sighed in defeat, not quite looking at her face.
“It’s stupid, really. Just a stupid nightmare.” You toyed with your phone, doing anything to not stare at the older girl beside you. “About Yeji-unnie... she’d told me once we have to tell someone about your nightmares, to prevent them from coming true. That’s why I messaged her, but she’s sleeping, for sure.”
Now that the words left your mouth, you felt even sillier. And stupid.
“Well, want to tell me what the nightmare was about?” She asked just as quietly, a faint smile adorning her face. “We can’t have it come true, right?”
She wouldn’t judge you. Never judge you.
Your eyes finally met hers, and you got to look into the beauty that was her almond orbs. You took a deep breath, getting ready to live those moments again. Yunjin listened attentively as you talked, leaning on her hand to have her full attention on you. When you finished, you felt surprisingly lighter, no longer trembling or wanting to cry.
“It’s not stupid.” She said, after you were done talking. Her nose was adorably scrunched, and it made you want to kiss it. Yunjin touched your arms, offering you some comfort. “It sounded really traumatic, actually. I’m glad it was just a nightmare.”
You nodded, secretly relieved yourself, too.
A small breeze went through the room, making you shiver a little, even though you tried your best to suppress it. Yunjin noticed your reaction, and her gaze dropped to your pajamas. You cursed yourself for choosing such a small pair for the night. The fabric was still a little damp, and it partially clung to your chest. You weren’t even wearing any panties, because you’d never bothered to sleep with them on anyway, but you were suddenly hyper aware of it. As she scanned you whole and her eyes darkened, you couldn’t help but wonder if she’d ever thought about it too. Of you.
You’ve certainly had thought about her. An embarrassingly amount of times.
“You’ll catch a cold this way, Y/n. It’s cold outside.” Her voice made you feel as as if your body was filled with tiny needles, along with the familiar butterflies in your stomach.
“It bothers me to sleep with too many clothes, unnie. You know it.” You said, not intending to suggest anything, but biting your lips when the words came out of your mouth. It was another habit the girls always teased you for: you’ve often said things with double sense without thinking. Yunjin merely arched her eyebrows, smirking like she knew something.
“I know.”
You got up, forcing yourself to smile at her despite the awkwardness.
“I, ahn, I should go to bed now, we need to sleep. You should too, unnie, we have a busy day tomorrow and I’d hate to see you tired.” Your words brought her attention back, and she returned your smile with her beautiful one, getting up herself.
“Sure, sure, you’re right. Sleep well, Y/n. I hope you have good dreams, this time.” She looked like she wanted to step in and say something else, but decided otherwise.
“I will, unnie.” You’d surely remember how she had comforted you, and there simply wasn’t a possibility to have any nightmares after that.
You two walked the short hallway side by side, and since your room was first, you stepped by the door to bid her goodnight again. She was too close, and it made you weary of how you could see her so clearly, and even kiss you if you wanted to. If only you had the courage. “Thanks again, by the way. For listening and... well, for helping me calm down.”
“It’s nothing, Y/n. Remember I’m just down the hall if you need me, okay?” She was the one who broke the invisible barrier between you, shuffling your hair. She was close, too close as she whispered to you. “Sweet dreams.”
And as she left, you hoped she couldn’t hear how loud your heart was beating.
You got back to bed, but no matter how much you tossed and turned, you couldn’t stop replaying the events of earlier in your had. It was so natural, how her presence made everything lighter. Your head was so cluttered with your thoughts you barely registered the weight on your mattress, only realizing you had an extra visitor when she whispered.
waking up in a cold sweat, while something you weren’t unaccustomed to, was making it impossible to get any rest. nightmares plagued your sleep when you were stressed, and you had more than enough to go around at the moment.
seishiro was a heavy sleeper, especially during the night, so when you went to the bathroom to splash your face with cold water, you weren’t worried about waking him.
despite being awake, the grotesque images your mind had conjured tormented you. you held back tears, not wanting a headache and puffy eyes in the morning, but it was hard. you were so, so tired, but you couldn’t imagine being able to sleep after such a vivid dream.
“angel…? know what time it is?” a low voice drawled, startling you out of your spiraling thoughts. “sei? i didn’t mean to wake you,” you mumbled, turning to face your boyfriend.
seishiro only shrugged before ambling closer to you, his arms stretched towards you. “nightmare? c’mere, pretty,” he whispered, pulling you gently into his embrace.
tears you had been desperately holding back streamed down your face as you allowed your lover to carefully maneuver back into bed with him.
“it was awful, sei,” you cried, not hesitating to bury your tear streaked face into his chest. you felt the low rumble of his sigh as he ran a soothing hand down the length of your spine.
“bet it was, angel… how about we talk about your annoying coworkers instead?” you couldn’t help but crack a smile at that. if there was anything that could take your mind off of a nightmare, it was recounting all the wild stories about your coworkers to a veteran shit talker like seishiro.
carefully, seishiro moved you so that you were laying fully onto his chest as you spoke. “okay, so you wouldn’t believe what yumeko said about…”
and it wasn’t long before yawns began to punctuate your words and your pauses became a little longer with each one you had.
seishiro never stopped the soothing hand that rubbed up and down your back, and in no time you were fading, your nightmare far from your mind. “night, angel,” he cooed into your temple.
“you owe me for this,” the soccer player added after a glance at the clock.
❏ 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐄
baseless thoughts swam around your mind as you mindlessly stared at the steaming tea in your mug. since your head had hit the pillow hours prior, your mind hadn’t slowed down a bit, leaving you restless and unable to sleep.
in an effort to both avoid waking sae up with your tossing and turning and to tire yourself out, you’d made yourself comfortable in the dining room with a cup of tea.
it had already been thirty minutes, however, and you weren’t feeling much more tired than you had before you’d left the bed.
“so this is where you went.” you whipped at the words spoken through a heavy yawn. your boyfriend leaned against the table beside you, his eyebrow raised to broadcast his displeasure.
“i didn’t wake you, did i?” you mumbled awkwardly. “no, but i woke up and you weren’t there. only to discover that you left me for… tea,” sae deadpanned.
you smiled sheepishly but leaned against his torso, your tense form relaxing when his hand immediately wrapped around your shoulders. “i couldn’t sleep, so i thought tea would help, but…” you trailed off, gesturing helplessly to the clock on your wall.
you heard your boyfriend click his tongue and then he was all but manhandling you into his arms. “you should’ve just woken me up. could’ve you given you a sleep aid or talked you to sleep,” he chided, but his obvious concern took the bite out of his words.
you didn’t bother protesting as he gently shoved you back into bed before climbing in beside you. “thanks, sae, i know you have practice tomorrow,” you whispered guiltily.
“tired or not, none of those idiots could catch up to me. if anything, they need the extra time,” he replied casually, pulling a small laugh from you.
“one of these days, i’ll teach you humility,” you laugh, snuggling in closer to him. you could almost hear sae’s smirk as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.
“you have to get sleep for that first, mi corazón,” he teased through a yawn. warmth spread through your cheeks as you hummed in response. “can you tell me a story then?” you grin innocently.
