heyy !! i love your work so much !! would it be possible for you to write where the members (ot7) discover the readers hidden talent they didn't know about ? (idk, i thought it'd be really cute !! esp if the readers secret talent is dancing with niki, and guitar n violin playing with jay and jake, ice skating with sunghoon or smth similar !!)
Hidden talent?!
enhypen member's texts when they find out about your talents
luna's diary : omg I have no idea how long this has been sitting in my inbox I'm so sorry anon 😭😭
ㅤㅤ﹙1190﹚ ㅤ장르 fluff, est. rel, troublemaker!riki, sort of golden retriver x black cat tropeㅤㅤwarnings kissingㅤㅤᐢᗜᐢ thank u to ri for helping me with this i love u iNDEX requested ps it's my first time writing this golden retriever and black cat thing i hope i did well ><
he'd be annoying— affectionately, of course, while also claiming to be the sweetest and nicest boyfriend you could ever have, which is true.
ruffles your hair just whenever. he likes to see your brows furrowed, lips in a frown. you think you look oh so mad however, all he sees is his cute and adorable girlfriend.
wants your attention so bad ! you'd be on a call and he would poke your cheeks, wanting you to focus on him. if you two are out and you bump into a friend, he'll be holding your hand and fiddling with your fingers. down the hallways between classes, catch him pecking your cheeks quickly and walking away as if nothing happened.
would wake you up with tickles, it mostly escalates into a tickle fight. with limbs tangled and you pushing him away while he's adamant on winning— often distracts you with kisses and it works every single time.
and the silly pranks he pulls on your define your relationship !
whether it's scaring you from behind or texting you from another room in a tone that alerts all your senses and when you actually go to check up on him, he's on his bed laughing, asking you to turn off the lights, maybe.
definitely ends up eating your snacks ... he is not holding himself back when those delicacies are in the fridge begging him to devour them TT
“ki,” you'd call his name with a serious and heavy tone, looking at the empty box in your hand. “you ate my cookies again.”
and he would shake his head in denial, giving you an innocent look, lying ever so efficiently. “no, i did not. you ate them, remember? last night, when you wanted snacks,”
“stop gaslighting me,”
however, he would buy more of those snacks for you, along with others that you like. you refuse to share out of spite, but how can you ignore him when he gives you one of his pouts and cute smiles ... even though they morph into a mischievous smirk when you agree to share.
would dodge your kisses and point and laugh at your face. at times, he would just stand up, taking advantage of his height and challenge you to kiss him.
sometimes, you avoid his kisses as a pay back and he just deadpans before cupping your cheeks and kissing you so you can't avoid them or look away anymore ㅠㅠ
0.5 selfies and pics are your thing. he takes at least one such photo of you on dates and adds it to his 'favourites' album which has almost every single pic of you in his phone.
by the way, he has a private album with pictures of you sleeping. only because you look so cute in your sleep and sometimes make faces, and also because you end up snuggling into him and he can't help but take a picture to tease you later.
your relationship is mostly you two goofing around a lot, sometimes chasing each other around the house when he takes an embarrassing picture of you and runs away with the phone, or down the street when you two are returning from a little ice cream date and he takes a bite from your popsicle.
loves to scare you while you two are watching horror movies, and then would get offended when you slap his arm in return.
and when you end up falling asleep on his shoulder during movies, he simply tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear, looking at you fondly with a smile before pulling you closer.
“i like that i'm the only one who gets you see you like this.”
༉‧₊˚. can't take my eyes off of you | CHOI YEONJUN
pairing: bf!yeonjun x gn!reader
genre: drabble; fluff
summary: you tend to struggle falling asleep, but when yeonjun sings you a portion of a song with his soothing voice, you manage to sleep easier knowing just how much he loves you.
wc: 662
warnings: established relationship, yeonjun adores reader, lyrics incorporated in between, petnames; (hunny, baby, love), just so sweet :c, I'm also so soft for yeonjun T^T
a/n: I watched yeonjun's live this morning when I was half awake and I can't stop thinking about it 🥹 it was the sweetest thing ever
The comforter ruffles from your endless tossing and turning in bed. You turn your head to check the time on the clock situated on your desk and as it read quarter past one in the morning. A sigh leaves your lips as you roll onto your back, staring up at the plain ceiling just trying to ease your mind to get to sleep. But it never works.
The door to your bedroom opens slowly as you look over to see your boyfriend come home from work, sling bag sliding down his shoulder and hanging it up on the hook on the wall.
These times, Yeonjun knows you've been struggling to sleep. Most of the time you're asleep before he comes home, but in the rare cases you're still awake when he gets back, his heart drops a little.
"Hey," Yeonjun coos, moving to sit towards you on the edge of the bed. "Can't sleep, hunny?"
He strokes your hair, caressing his thumb over your temple and lightly massaging it, easing your mind better than you tried to do yourself.
"I tried, I can't, for some reason." You move aside to make some space for Yeonjun.
He lays on his side, an arm propped up to hold him up and his free hand starts playing with your fingers, fiddling and intertwining them.
"Ease your mind, deep and gentle breaths, baby." He says lowly.
You're just too good to be true,
Can't take my eyes off of you.
You turn your body so you're facing him, laying your hand between the both of you, turning it upwards as his fingers skims back and forth the length of your wrist. His touches were always delicate when it came to you.
He sings the lyrics with a sweet tone, looking at you with so much love and adoration. You were always so grateful for the peace and comfort he brings you, doing the most even when he works hard until the hours of dawn.
You'd be like Heaven to touch,
I wanna hold you so much.
The lyrics resonated with him so well, but also resonated with you too. It holds so much meaning, especially with Yeonjun in front of you, observing the way you look at his lips moving as he lightly sings to you.
You catch the way the corners of his lips are slightly upturned, and it feels like a flower blooming in your chest. Watching him love you with no limit makes you wonder what you did in your past life to deserve so much affection, to deserve Yeonjun in your life.
At long last, love has arrived,
And I thank God I'm alive.
The sound of Yeonjun's voice becomes a little hoarse, almost whispering the song as he watches your eyelids flutter shut, analysing the features on your sleeping face. The face of his love.
His heart swells in his chest knowing that he's been blessed with an angel on earth. The traces he leaves on your skin slows down as he moves the stray hairs away from your face, cupping your cheek after while he continues to analyse your face.
You're just too good to be true,
Can't take my eyes off of you.
He ends the song with a soothing tone, letting the slight vibrato in his voice accentuate the meaning within the lyrics. Your soft breathing has him smiling to himself, just from the thought of being able to help you get to sleep.
He knows you work hard throughout the day, and even being able to see you sleep well with his help is like an accomplishment from him.
"Love," Yeonjun whispers, leaning down to kiss your temples again, pulling the comforter so you're tucked in comfortably, "I'm always here for you, m'kay?"
He reaches over the bedside light shade and switches it off, leaving his lips pressed against the side of your head, and his arms cradling you in his hold.
"I love you so much."
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— notes ; oh this is absolute dog shit, i hate it sm. when i originally started writing this, it wasn’t supposed to go in this direction at all..
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“i love you.” was never something minho said often. he was the type of guy who believed, ‘actions speak louder than words’, and he proved that to you everyday.
so when minho mutters, “i love you,” after every soft kiss from your shoulders to your temple, after every gentle touch, after every loving glance; you know something is wrong.
you don’t hate those three words, no you never could, especially coming out of your partner’s mouth. you actually appreciated them and loved hearing him say it, but due to his lack of expression with them - you can’t help but think the worst.
“what’s wrong, baby?” you whisper to him softly, your palm against his cheek, thumb stroking the bone pulling his attention towards you. he blinked a few times, his features pulling into a frown as he sat back.
“what do you mean?”
you reached to grab his hands, but he sat further back from you, visibly offended. a sigh left your lips, as you sat straighter, attempting to explain yourself, "you've... just been saying, "i love you" excessively today and-"
his frown deepened, arms crossing over his chest to protect himself from your accusations, "am i not allowed to say it?" his query broke your heart, you reached out to hold him once more, and this time he allowed you too.
your thumbs ran over his knuckles, taking in deep breathes before you spoke once again, "i love to hear you say it, min." you smiled at him, "it's my favourite thing, but, you don't say it that often." you scan his face, your heart breaking further seeing the tear dancing around his waterline, "baby, did something happen?"
he took in a breath, wavering as he blew out, the tears slowly falling. "it's just," he let out an awkward laugh, hating crying in front of you. you didn't mind, one of your hands moving back to his cheek wiping away the tears that never seemed to end. "just some anti's. they, uh, were saying how i'm so cold, and how i'm heartless, and i just wanted you to know how much i love you."
you leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss against his lips, smiling when he melted into it. "minnie, my love," you sighed, your forehead against his, "you don't need to say it, i know you love me, your actions say it all okay?" you sniffed, ignoring your own tears that tried to fight their way through.
his hands placed themselves on your cheeks, his lips planting a delicate kiss to your forehead head before his chin found its place there, “god, i really do love you.” you giggled at that, his own laugh joining yours.
humble me down to my knees (you’re just what I need)
Seonghwa x reader
synopsis: He had to follow one rule, and he couldn't even manage to keep his filthy hands off of himself for a single week. Your bad kitty will have to be reprimanded somehow...
word count: 1k
genre/contains: smut, supernatural au - hybrid au, degradation and begging kinks, established relationship, sexual bets/rules made by your partner, sub-kitty-hybrid!seonghwa, fem bodied reader, use of nipple clamps, light bondage, overstimulation as punishment, unprotected sex.
rating: 18+
a/n: second submission to the arousal august event held by @wooyoungmybelovedhusband and @taehyungisminee! this one got me all hot and bothered hsvdcjsdvh
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“I’ll be good I swear,” he whined as you let your fingertips follow the lines down his body.
“Yeah? My kitty won’t cum without my permission tonight?”
He nodded, the pink ears that perked up from his messy pink hair twitching as you softly traced your fingers up his cock.
“Get on your knees then.”
His yellow eyes begged you to show him mercy, but he was an obedient kitty. So he did, tugging only a bit on the silk ties that held his hands behind his back. They were loose since he would be able to break through anything you tied him up with anyhow, but he showed restraint.
He was leaking precum, showing you his devotion by how wet he was for you. It wasn’t all his fault what had happened that day though. You had caught him touching himself in the shower while you were out grocery shopping; something you had strictly forbidden him from doing during this one week. He wasn’t allowed to touch himself, and you had to wear an item of his choice, everywhere you went, for an entire week. He had chosen pretty butterfly clamps that drove the both of you mad when you felt them pressing on your sensitive nipples while you went on errands, and him when you snuck away from your desk to take a picture of your tits I’m the bathroom to send to your boyfriend. Today you had sent a picture just like that, and in return, you had received a nude of Seonghwa with a semi, and his fluffy tail dragging along his torso, which he knew would have you rushing to get home.
Once you got home, however, he was in the shower, and you knew that if you joined him the groceries would never be bought. So instead, you left the apartment to quickly shop before you came home to stay in for the night.
When you got home with multiple bags stuffed with what you two needed for the week, something was different. You could smell Seonghwa’s pheromones from the hallway, he wasn’t showering anymore. Small grunts and a low purr could be heard from your bedroom as you moved towards the scent.
He had broken your one rule this week, and you had won the game. Now you would get to do anything and everything until he begged you for mercy tonight.
It didn’t take much. He jumped as he saw you coming in through the door, finding him caressing himself splayed out on the bed, nothing but a towel that still clung to his thigh to cover his godlike body. Small drops of water were still running from his half-dried hair and onto his lean shoulders, following the lines of his chest until they landed on the pillowy bed beneath him.
You had no choice but to order him to stop immediately. He winced as he let his leaking cock go. His tail swayed behind him as you made him sit up properly, no more leaning comfortably against pillows while being disobedient.
You fetched a silk tie from his closet and quickly made sure he wouldn’t be able to please himself even if he tried. Not that he would, he knew that it would take even longer for his needs to be fulfilled if he argued.
You pulled your shirt off once he was on his knees in front of you. His cock was reacting to the sight of the butterfly-shaped nipple clamps and his pupils dilated enough to almost make his yellow eyes completely black when your decorated tits came into his view. He was ready to beg, plead to touch you, for you to touch him, for anything and everything.
“I promise I’ll be better, I won’t touch myself ever again without your permission! Just please, let me cum, please please please,” he whined.
“You won’t touch that filthy cock of yours without my permission? Ever again? I don’t believe you.”
He was almost crying now, his cock aching enough from seeing you half-naked in front of him while you let him suffer on the floor. He could cum right then and there.
You undressed fully, telling him to get up and get on the bed. He didn’t hesitate and positioned himself in the same way you had found him before. You tied his hands in front of him instead, the silk tie loosely keeping his greedy hands to himself. His cock was slapping against his abs as he eagerly awaited your dripping cunt.
You sank down on him at a grueling pace. So slow that he thought he would pass out at any second. You were so tight and wet that he had to fight from thrusting up and bottoming out with everything he had. His pretty pink ears lay flat against his head as you began bouncing on his cock. A slow purring sound filled the room along with the moans the both of you were unable to keep to yourselves.
“You will never disobey me again, my little kitty. I’ve been following your rules for days, you know. I’ve had to sneak away from meetings so I could cum in the bathroom to the thought of you licking these fucking nipple clamps so I could focus on work, and here I find you breaking your one and only rule after only a couple of days. If you had waited, maybe I wouldn’t have to punish you like this, instead, you would have been rewarded.”
You kept bouncing on his cock mercilessly, panting out your words in a reprimanding tone.
“Please let me cum, don’t punish me, I’ll do anything!” He moaned.
“Oh don’t worry, you will cum for me,” you breathed out before kissing him fiercely. The realization of how you would make him suffer tonight dawned on Seonghwa that very moment as he came undone beneath you, unloading himself inside of you as you continued clenching around him and letting the cum flow out of your cunt along with your arousal, not planning to stop fucking your disobedient boyfriend until you were satisfied.
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— notes. idk what i was thinking, i’ve just been looking at fan art :/
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“I want a divorce.” The same four words Seungmin repeated at the end of every heated argument, the same four words Lina brushed off every time. As much as Seungmin claimed to want a divorce he never did anything about it, not that he could considering they didn’t have the money for it. “I’ve found and contacted a divorce lawyer.”
Oh, that was new.
Lina looked at him in surprise, eyebrows being covered behind her fringe, her hold on Yongbok ever so slightly tighter, before her face went back to neutral, “you have the money for that?” Her voice was quiet so not to disturb the sleeping three year old that she cradled to her chest. She moved to her child’s room, knowing full well Seungmin would follow her like a lost puppy, to put the baby to bed. She didn’t want to have this conversation in front of her precious daughter.
“Well—” Seungmin started but his voice caught up in his throat as he watched his wife be a loving mother. Once upon a time that was all he desired, to have a family with the woman he loved. When the two met in high school, he was in awe of his cold upperclassmen, he was in awe as the way she held herself with the upmost confidence, he was in awe at the way she put her foot down when she didn’t like or agree with something. Kim Seungmin wanted that woman.
“Well?” Lina muttered, brushing past him and out their daughter’s room. Seungmin cleared his throat, whispering a goodnight to Yongbok and closed the door. He followed his wife into the living room where she sat on the sofa, a bored look on her face. “Remember the last time we had split up, honey?”
He gulped at her tone, his teeth worrying at his lower lip as he huffed, “yes, but—”
“But nothing, Seungmin!” Lina raised her voice, an ugly placed upon her beautiful face, her arms crossed over her chest as she looked away from him, “We’re not being the embarrassment of your family anymore.”
Seungmin blinked, his mouth parting to try and bring out a response but he was beat to it, “we’re not splitting. We do not have the funds, we have a child, we’re not having a divorce.” Her eyes were sharp, her tone cold as she stood up and walked directly in front of him.
“Do not mention this tomorrow, especially not when your parents are meeting Yongbok.” With that she left the room, leaving Seungmin with multiple thoughts running through his mind.
