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Kinktober Day 2.5 - Goddess!Seulgi + Exhibition & Praise

Anonymous Said: for kinktober: goddess seulgi + exhibitionism + praise

A/n: Can I get a ‘Hell Yeah!’? HELL YEAH! Ngl, this turned out a bit softer than I anticipated, but I think it’s sweet!

Word Count: 770

Kinktober 2022 Mini Masterlist

Seulgi always had a way with words. From the first moment you met her, she had captivated you, feeling as if you had fallen under her spell without a second thought. You had thought she was a goddess amongst mortals.

Oh, how right you were.

Which is exactly why when she told you that she loved you for the first time, that she wanted you and only you, you hadn’t believed her.

How could someone as unbelievably powerful and charming as her, as ethereal, be as captivated by you as you are her?

It took some convincing, and a lot of effort on both your parts, but Seulgi made you believe her. She made you believe how beautiful, how ethereal, you are to her, and how it was her that wanted to worship you.

Which is exactly what led you to this moment right here, right now, in time.

Laying upon the alter at the top of the goddess’ mountain, Seulgi presses her lips oh, so tenderly against your own. Slowly, she strips you of your clothing, baring you for all that dare to traverse her domain to see. Kisses follow in the wake of every inch of your skin that she exposes, her hands trailing up your sides all the while.

“You do not know how beautiful you are, My Dove,” Seulgi hums, placing a tender kiss against the skin of your collarbone. “So perfect, and all mine.”

“I could say the same for you,” you hum, and you swear you watch her blush from your words. A sight of which you long to see more of.

“So good to me,” she whispers, cupping your cheek gently in the palm of her hand as she stares into your eyes. “So good for me.”

You cannot deny the way her words make you feel, a shiver running down your spine as you clench around nothing. Blissfully, your eyes close, revelling in her touch.

Slowly, you feel her hand trailing down your body, fingers gently dancing along your skin until they come to rest between your legs. A moment later and she drags her middle finger through your folds, humming appreciatively at what she finds waiting for her.

“So wet,” a smile tugs at her lips, “and all just for me.”

Yet, there was a reason why she wanted to do this upon her mountain, upon her own alter. Despite wanting to be the only one to touch you, to please you as only she can, Seulgi also wanted everyone to see you. She wanted everyone to watch her goddess be brought to paradise over and over again, and all because of her. With your consent, of course.

The last thing Seulgi wanted to do was make you uncomfortable, but as soon as she got the confirmation from you, your approval falling from your lips, she whisked you away to her alter. The excitement coursing through her veins could no longer be contained, and she just had to show you (and everyone else) just how much she loves you right away.

A sigh of her name leaves your lips as she slips a finger inside of you, her thumb caressing over your clit all the while. Slowly, she begins to move her finger inside of you, loving the way your walls squeeze her so delicately.

“You’re doing so good for me, Dove,” she coos, adding another finger much to your pleasure.

A hitch in your breath lets her know that her fingers have brushed against such a tender area within you, making her smile once more. Your whole body jolts as she rubs her thumb over your clit in small circles all the while focussing her fingers on that special spot inside you.

“That’s it, Dove,” Seulgi places tender kisses along the column of your neck, biting softly on the skin there as you whimper out her name. “Let yourself go.”

Her words have you clenching around her fingers once more, and from the way that she’s playing you - like a skilled musician plays the violin - you can tell you’re getting close. With every flick of her thumb, her fingers press against that spot inside you, and you can feel a tension building within your stomach. Your legs begin to shake.

“Come for me, My Dove,” she hums. “Come for me.”

So you do, your release washing over you like waves upon the shore, leaving a blissful tingle to travel throughout your entire body and settle into your bones.

“Good girl,” Seulgi smiles once more, placing a tender kiss to your lips before staring deeply into your eyes. “My good girl.”

[missestr4nged]

SEULGI The 1st Mini Album ' 28 Reasons '

[girls-scenarios]

Lost In Los Angeles

Idol: Seulgi (Red Velvet)

Prompt: During a brief break in promotions, you slip away with Seulgi to enjoy a well-deserved break.

Writer: Admin Kiwi

A/N: I’m obsessed with Seulgi’s solo debut and just had to write something after listening to the album on repeat. Somehow we didn’t have a single Seulgi request? So I had to make my own. I love the overall vibe of the album and I genuinely can’t choose a favorite song. It was good enough to inspire me after months of not writing! Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this little scenario! 

Noon in Los Angeles, California in the middle of August was sweltering. The sun was beating down onto the pavement and gum-stained sidewalk as Seulgi squinted into the glare, shielding her eyes with her hand. Beside her, you dug through your backpack, then emerged with a pair of sunglasses and pressed the cool plastic against her free hand.

“Take these before you go blind,” you said, a fondness evident in your hoarse voice. As she turned to you, she carefully took the glasses from your outstretched hand and you took the moment to admire her. From this angle, with her skin flushed and slightly tanned from the sun and her hair tied into a loose ponytail, she was almost glowing, artfully disheveled in a t-shirt a size too big and faded jean shorts. Perfection.

“But these are yours.”

“I’ll be okay. Plus, we’re hiding, remember? What if someone recognizes you?”

With a slight pout on her lips, she slid on the sunglasses. “Okay, you’re right. But when will the Uber be here?” With her hand now free, she swung an arm over your shoulders and leaned into you, smelling like your shampoo. It was intoxicating. “We’ve been waiting here forever. I’m gonna melt.”

“I’ll check,” you said, then groaned when you opened the app. “Looks like they’re stuck in traffic on the other side of town, like usual. I bet they’re going to drop us and pick up someone closer.” As if the app had heard you, the screen blipped, then showed that the driver had cancelled your ride. You sighed, cursing under your breath. “I shouldn’t have said anything.”

Seulgi glanced between you and the phone for a moment before squinting down the street once again. “Why don’t we just walk?”

You blinked. “What do you mean? The restaurant is on the other side of town too.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to the restaurant,” she quickly clarified, giving you a smile that you knew from experience meant that she was getting an idea (usually a bad one). “What if we just wander around here? We’re not too far from Koreatown, it seems pretty safe here. Plus, I’ve never been able to just wander around when I visited before. I want to see what’s around. Please?”

There was no way you could say no, especially when she had that excited twinkle in her eyes. You knew better than anyone that she didn’t always get to have experiences like this. Smiling back at her, you closed the app and put your phone into your pocket. “Okay, but if we get lost, you have to take responsibility.”

Grinning, she pulled you into a brief hug, planting kisses on both of your cheeks and then to your lips before she pulled away. She looked more excited than you’d seen her in a long time, and you immediately melted even further, knowing you’d do anything she asked for the rest of the day.

“Thank you, (Y/N), this is going to be so much fun!”

“Anything for you. You know that.”

-

The sun was sinking beyond the buildings and your fingers were sticky from the ice cream Seulgi had thrust into your hands by the time you took a look around and realized that you had no idea where the two of you were. It was a beautiful place, in its own right. There were colorful murals on the buildings and endless shops full of curiosities, and you as turned back to look at your girlfriend, you paused, breath hitched. She was posing for a selfie in front of a bright mural, paints splashed across the wall in a purposeful mess, the bright blues, greens, and pinks made to resemble a pond full of flowers.

God, how was she so beautiful? She wasn’t wearing any makeup, her lips were slightly chapped, and she was licking the rapidly melting ice cream off her fingers without a care in the world, yet somehow she was the most ethereal person you had ever seen. Maybe it was love coloring your vision, making everything seem bright and lovely, or maybe it was the shots of soju the two of you had over dinner, but you never wanted this night to end. You never wanted to stop admiring her.

As if she could feel your eyes on her, she turned and beamed, putting her phone away and jogging slightly to catch up to you.

“I think it’s too hot for this ice cream,” she said, sounding amused as she held her half-eaten cone up. “Maybe we should have eaten it inside.”

“Maybe,” you responded, “or you just eat slow. Look, I’m already almost done.” As if to prove your point, you put the rest of the cone (admittedly, only a bite) into your mouth and playfully raised your eyebrows.

“Your cone was smaller,” she retorted, laughing and knocking her shoulder against yours. She quickly took another bite of her cone, making a point to make eye contact with you. “See? I’m doing my best.” Chuckling, you wrapped your arm around her, pulling her closer to kiss her cheek. A pleased smile spread across her face. “What was that for?”

“Just because I felt like it.” You took another look around. “On another note, we’re totally lost. I’ve literally never seen this street before.”

“It’s very pretty. I like it.” She nodded her head towards the mural she’d just been standing in front of. “I had to get a photo of that one.”

“It is very pretty,” you conceded, “but do you have any idea how to get back to the hotel? I bet your manager has been blowing up your phone.”

She shrugged her shoulders, finishing off her cone. “Yeah, but it’s fine.” There was a dangerous twinkle in her eyes as she turned back to you, a smile growing on her lips again. “You know, there’s a hotel over there. I don’t have any schedules, a night away wouldn’t hurt anyone.”

“Seulgi, your manager is going to think I kidnapped you,” you said, your eyes widening even as an amused and slightly excited smile spread across your face. “Are you being serious?”

“I already told everyone that I’m fine and just having fun,” she said, leaning into you. “What, do you not want to spend the night with me?”

You swallowed, unable to look away as she melted you again with her expectant gaze. “No, I want to.”

“Good.” She reached down to tangle her fingers with yours and leaned in to give you a sweet kiss that tasted like chocolate. Then she tugged your hand, her eyes revealing an exhaustion that only you could understand, yet still full of love and expectation. “Take me away? Please?”

You squeezed her hand, heart full of the urge to hide her away from the pressures of the world forever. She would have to go back, and soon, but for right now, you could try to take the stress away. For now, the two of you could just be two unknown lovers, lost on some Los Angeles street with no cares in the world, loving freely under the summer sun.

As you kissed the back of her hand, you made a silent promise to yourself: you would make tonight a night she would remember for the rest of her life. For tonight, she wouldn’t have to worry about anything. Tonight, you would do anything she wished for. And maybe, just maybe, the two of you wouldn’t have to go back to reality in the morning.

“Lead the way, my love.”

[posies4rosie]

Tamed (Shapeshifter!Seulgi x Reader)

Synopsis: you befriended the owl that visited you at night, but nope, you didn’t expect to learn that she was actually a shapeshifter.

Includes: absolutely no dialog; awkward interactions with a bird; a wounded bird faceplanting on your bedroom floor; (prolly incorrect) first aid performed on a bird; a word that turned out to be a WoW reference; evil cousins; there’s only one bed; etc

Word count: 1400+

A/N: been toying with the idea of an owl Seulgi since the drop of Feel My Rhythm mv. some inspo struck and I had to get it out of my system so, here’s this rushed weird fic thing as a result. will probably attempt to edit this in the future, I think.

As usual, thank you for reading <3

Feel My Rhythm SOTY probably. also who woulda thought Seulgi and a strawberry would be this deadly a combo??

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The owl perched on your windowsill one autumn night.

It was a magnificent creature, unlike any owl you’ve ever seen.

Its feathers had a greenish hue, dotted with flecks of white. Crown-like feathers adorned the top of its head, giving it a regal aura.

You remembered the first time it happened, finding it trilling curiously as you got ready for bed, startling you.

You tried to shoo it away so you could close the window, but it only tilted its head and looked at you with what seemed to be amusement.

As if an owl could feel amused.

Defeated, you gave up and crawled into bed, hoping that your blankets would keep the autumn chill away.

You found that your windows were closed the next morning. Thinking what happened to be some sort of weird dream, you shrugged it off and continued your day like nothing had happened.

===

The owl visited you that night again, watching you as you approached it with caution.

Knowing that trying to shoo it away wouldn’t do anything, instead you did the next logical thing- you tried to pet it.

To your surprise, the owl actually looked like it enjoyed your tentative strokes, leaning into them as if it was some sort of feline.

You’d say you found a new friend after that night, as the owl would occasionally visit you most nights before you went to bed, letting you scritch and ruffle some of its feathers before playfully nipping at your fingers.

What’s strange about it, was that your window would always be closed when you woke up in the morning. Even though you left it open during the night, falling asleep with the owl’s round, golden eyes watching over you.

===

The owl hadn’t visited you for almost a week, and as much as you tried to dismiss the thought, you were still worried.

You’d leave your window open, hoping that it would visit you again, but your window would still remain open as you woke up from your slumber.

However, everything changed for you one night.

It wasn’t bedtime yet, you were getting some work done at your desk when you heard the trill of a bird outside your window, it was one you were very familiar with.

Throwing down your pen, you rushed over to see the owl landing on your windowsill, but it wobbled over and fell on your floor as it did.

Unsure what happened, you scooped it up gently and put it on your bed, then you saw the issue- the owl was hurt.

Some of the blood stained your sheets, planting red flowers in the fabric.

Alarmed by this revelation, you carried it to your bathroom and set it gently in the sink. Rummaging through your cabinet, you found your first aid kit and started to get down to business.

===

You found some wounds on its wings, there were also a couple of them scattered all over its body. Just what happened to this creature?

You held up a bottle of hydrogen peroxide, and explained what it does to the owl. It felt silly, talking to an animal, but you were probably trying to boost your own confidence in doing so, since you were going to perform first aid on a living being that wasn’t yourself.

Its eyes regarded you sternly, as if understanding your words. You held the handle of your toothbrush to its beak, hoping that it would clamp on it, and praying that it wouldn’t try to gouge your eyes out when the pain kicked in.

It seemed to understand your message. It opened its beak, allowing you to slip the handle horizontally into its mouth, shutting them again with a “click” over the plastic, you hoped that it would suffice.

As you cleaned its wounds, it thrashed, but stayed as still as possible. If you weren’t mistaken, the owl knew that you were trying to help, and tried to make your job as smooth as possible.

After cleaning, you applied some ointment onto the wounds and threw the broken toothbrush in the trash. Because the wounds looked like they stopped bleeding, you decided against wrapping them up, not knowing if bandages could affect the bird’s movements.

Putting the first aid kit back, you carried the owl over to your bed and set it down on your pillow. Too tired to change the sheets, you made a mental note to do it the next day.

You also decided to leave the window open, in case the owl wanted to leave in the middle of the night.

Saying good night to the owl, you fell asleep as soon as you crawled under your blanket.

===

You woke with a start.

The first thing you did was to look at the window, it was open, meaning the owl didn’t leave while you were sleeping.

While that thought sank in, you were suddenly acutely aware how crowded and warm your bed had become.

Looking to your side, you let out a surprised yelp.

Instead of an owl, you saw a human girl in its place. She had raven colored hair, and a light splash of freckles on her cheeks, only visible in the bright morning sun. She was beautiful.

You were also aware of the fact that she was very, utterly naked.

Ignoring your burning cheeks, you saw that she had some cuts over her arms and torso, locations similar to the places where you treated the owl last night.

Your mind was filled with so many questions.

The noises you made must have woken her up, she groaned and stirred. Doing the only thing you could think of, you fled to the bathroom, thinking you’d be more able to handle such a bizarre situation after you finished your morning routine.

===

You heard the curse through your bathroom door, at least you knew she could talk. You hoped that when you got out she’d still be there, instead of fleeing out your window.

You finished up your things. Steeling yourself, you opened the bathroom door.

Thankfully, the girl was there, and she was awake, startled by the sound of the door opening. She covered herself with your blanket, aware of her state of undress.

You cleared your throat.

After an awkward exchange, you learned more about the mystery girl and her origins.

Her name was Kang Seulgi, and she came from a family of shapeshifters.

Younglings could shift into any animal they wanted until they reached adulthood, where their final animal form -or soulshape- would appear, and they’d be stuck with that animal for life.

For Seulgi, her soulshape was an owl. Aside from it being a truly rare soulshape to begin with, it was also seen as a bad omen to her people, so she was kicked out. She was allowed to visit her family once every year, on the day of her birthday, but the rest of the days she needed to fend on her own.

She had taken a habit of watching people going about their days, and she’d taken interest in you. Especially when you first reacted strongly to seeing an owl at your window that first night.

Every time after you fell asleep, she’d make sure your windows were closed before flying off into the night, not wanting you to catch a cold from the unforgiving winds the weather had in store.

She enjoyed your company (and your scritches), hoping that she could meet and introduce herself to you properly one day.

But apparently, fate had other plans.

Seulgi’s cousins were very powerful shapeshifters. Power hungry and ruthless, they wished to expand their territory to the ones of normal humans. And they found a suitable target to begin their conquest with: you.

===

Hearing about her cousins’ plans, Seulgi tried to stop them. And she did so with tradition: by challenging each of them to one on one combat. If the challenger wins, the challenged would need to obey the wishes they had offered; if the challenger loses, the challenged were allowed to kill them for their weakness in battle.

She succeeded in the end, baffling her people by beating every single one of them up while possessing the power of a mere owl. But of course, she didn’t do so unscathed.

Knowing what she had done to protect you, you surged forward to give the girl a hug, thanking her for everything. To repay her, you offered that she stayed at your place, if she didn’t mind the one bed of course.

With burning cheeks, she agreed.

[sexyredvelvetsnaps]

mtl to be into watching while their members fuck their sub

Voyeurism

Name: Bae Joohyun (Irene) ((❤️❤️*Secret note* Irene is a Dom Cuck))

Name: Shon Seungwan (Wendy)

Name: Kim Yerim (Yeri)

Name: Park Sooyoung (Joy)

Name: Kang Seulgi

[hyuckhoon]

ERIS - seulgi

a/n: seulgi × you | sugestivo, ela é stripper e é conhecida como eris (a deusa da discórdia), menção à traição

a/n: eu viajei legal nessa, não sei se tá bom não

“It's so much fun to see you like that”

“Ele disse isso? Ah, meu amor, eu sinto muito!” Não, ela não sente. “Quer passar uma noite aqui em casa? Assim você pode ficar um pouquinho longe dele e a gente se diverte um pouco…” Você aceita imediatamente, querendo fugir de outro conflito com o namorado. “Só que você vai ter que passar aqui no meu trabalho antes, meu turno tá quase acabando.” E foi aí que você percebeu que não sabe quase nada sobre a Kang, mas ela sabe tudo sobre você.

Ela te passa o endereço, e você desliga a ligação e sai de casa apressada. O caminho não é longe, e suas passadas longas ajudam. Assim que chega na boate segue as instruções de Seulgi e se identifica como uma cliente para o segurança, depois de autorizar a sua entrada, você segue por um corredor mal iluminado e para em frente à uma porta com o nome ERIS em destaque, assim como ela descreveu.

No momento que a sua mão toca a maçaneta, a porta é aberta por uma outra garota que não é Seulgi, ela analisa seu rosto por alguns segundos, e antes de sair, vira para a Kang sussurrando um “se divirta, eris!”

Seulgi segura a sua mão e te puxa para dentro do camarim. “Fico feliz que tenha me procurado, docinho! Quer um abraço?” Você confirma, tentado segurar as lágrimas, vocês ficam ali naquele abraço por um bom tempo até a mais velha te guiar para a cadeira que fica em frente a um espelho, e ela se senta no móvel.

“Quero falar sério com você, docinho! Disse que acha que ele está te traindo, não é? Por que você não faz o mesmo?” Ela continua antes de você começar os protestos. “Acha que ele vai ligar? Escuta bem o que eu vou te dizer, ele não te ama!” Ela é dura com as palavras, mas continua com o mesmo tom de voz tranquilizante.

“Mas e se ele não estiver me traindo?” As lágrimas escorrem dos seus olhos, e Seulgi não às seca, ela gosta de te ver assim.

“Look at you helpless, feel so bad”

“E se estiver? Vai fazer o que? Esperar pela justiça divina?” Ela questiona em um tom de provocação, o que você mais odeia. “Não vai fazer mal… eu percebi que você anda tão tristinha ultimamente!”

“Qual a sua ideia?” A sua pergunta faz ela sorrir e se inclinar sobre você, como se fosse te contar um segredo. “Ele faz do jeito que você gosta?”

“I'm not the devil”

Você tem um pequeno delay antes de responder um “sim”, mas ela não questiona.

“Tudo bem… vamos jogar uma coisa, tudo bem? Você tem que responder de forma rápida tudo o que eu perguntar, não pense muito!” Ela se afasta para olhar no fundo dos seus olhos. “Qual a sua cor favorita?”, “Não tenho.”, “Sua flor favorita?”, “Lírios.”, “Meu nome?”, “Seulgi”, “Sua fruta favorita?”, “Morangos.”, “Ele faz do jeito que você gosta?”, “Não.”

Seus olhos se arregalam com a resposta honesta que saiu da sua boca sem nem perceber, e Seulgi parece bem satisfeita com a sua resposta.

“Eu já sabia, mas queria ouvir da sua boca… agora a minha ideia…” Ela segura seu rosto delicadamente. “É provar que eu sou melhor do que ele! Eu posso?”

“I swear, I need you, my desires are growing”

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[hyeonbun]

3:29am

↠ prompt; she comforts you after you have a nightmare

↠ group; red velvet

↠ pairing; seulgi x female reader

↠ genre; fluff

↠ word count; 815

You jolt awake, snapping yourself out of a nightmare. While wiping away the sweat that was plastered on your forehead, you look next to you and see Seulgi sleeping peacefully. You let out a sigh of relief. It was just a dream and none of it was real. Moments later you feel Seulgi shuffling around and then waking up. She turns on the light and notices how distraught you look and how out of breath you are.

“Are you alright?” She questions and you shake your head in response. “What’s wrong?” She continues.

“Well, I just… had a really bad nightmare.” You reply and Seulgi frowns.

She wraps her arms around you and pulls you into a hug, not quite knowing how to comfort you but she was trying her best. You felt silly for letting a bad dream affect you this much but this was different. It felt too real.

“What was it about?” Seulgi asks out of curiosity.

“It was about you… something happened to you.” You answer, not sharing any details. She slowly nods but decides not to question it. “I’m sorry for waking you up.” You suddenly apologize.

Checking the time on your phone, you realize that it’s 3:29am.

“It’s okay, what matters to me the most is that you’re alright.” She reassures you and you just nod.

For the next few minutes, the two of you sat in silence. You didn’t know what she was thinking about, however you knew that your thoughts were consuming you. Some of them were about the dream, others were about Seulgi and the fact that it was way too early for either of you to be up. You were pulled out of your thoughts when you notice her looking at you expectantly.

“I guess I’m still a little shaken up.” You admit, receiving a sympathetic look from your girlfriend.

“Is there anything I can do to help you feel better?” She offers.

“Yeah... can we cuddle?” You ask in a soft voice.

Seulgi lays back down and opens her arms. You lay on top of her and she wraps her arms around you. Being in her arms helps you to relax a little bit, even more so when she starts gently rubbing your back. Feeling her stomach rise and fall with her breathing was helping to distract you and calm you down.

Seulgi isn’t the best at comforting you with words but she knows just how to make up for it with affection and physical touch. Even though she’s not good at expressing her own feelings, she is always there to listen to you talk about yours. That was always something you had admired about her. You have never been afraid of being vulnerable with her because you knew you could trust her.

However, something about that dream just didn’t sit right with you. You knew it was only a dream and none of it was real but you couldn’t stop yourself from thinking about it. Seulgi would never actually do that… or would she? There was a reason you avoided giving her any details about the dream. You didn’t want her to feel bad for something that she didn’t actually do. At the end of the day you knew she was a good person, but it still weighed heavily on your mind. You wished these thoughts would just go away.

“I’m tired of thinking about it.” You break the silence, followed by a sigh.

“Do you want to watch some TV to get your mind off of things?” Seulgi asks and you nod in response, just glad that she came up with something.

Seulgi turns on the TV and puts on the show that both of you have been obsessed with lately. You cuddled with her throughout the entire episode and you wondered if she was even paying attention with how many times she glanced at you. You came to the conclusion that she was probably just checking on you. By the end of the episode, you were exhausted and you could tell she was too. You mention that you are ready to go back to sleep and the two of you got ready for bed a second time.

“I still feel kind of guilty for keeping you up this late.” You speak up.

“Don’t worry about that, I’ll always be here for you.” She reassures you and places a kiss on your forehead.

“I really do appreciate you so much.” You confess.

“I’m just doing what a good girlfriend would do. I don’t think I deserve to be praised for that.” She states, making your heart flutter at her genuine words. You felt foolish for even letting that dream affect you in the first place, there was nothing to worry about all along.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

And with that, you drift off to sleep in her arms.