Everything [soonyoung Nsfw]

everything [soonyoung nsfw]

this is for @baepsae-butterfly

I hope you enjoy this. To be honest, I wasn’t 100% familiar with how a praise kink should go, since I don’t have one myself, but I do hope that I did this justice and you like it anyway!

I think it’s really sweet >//<

thank you for requesting!

And thank you for helping me figure out some of the woes of tumblr layouts and masterlists, etc. I feel like less of a newb now <3

word count: 1057 pairings: soonyoung x reader genre: smut, fluffy // praise kink

“You look so beautiful tonight.”

You blushed when the words left Soonyoung’s mouth, not expecting it considering you were perched on his lap as the two of you lip-locked lazily. His warm hands sat at your thighs and his breath was hot against your lips as he spoke to you, and something about the praise made your heart swell.

“Thank you…” You weren’t exactly sure how to respond when he said the words at such an intimate time, so when the gratitude left your lips he chuckled and leaned his head forward to nuzzle into your neck.

“I’m serious, babygirl. You always look beautiful, but tonight you look so stunning to me. I don’t even know how to explain it.”

The way he continued to speak those words of praise made butterflies in stomach roar and you found yourself squirming on his lap, biting your lip as you attempted to compose yourself. You wanted to hear more, but didn’t want to be greedy and ask for it.

He peeked up at you, easily noting what you were doing and you didn’t get to see the smirk that played on his lips at realizing how much you enjoyed the compliment. He decided to push your buttons a little bit and tightened his grip on your thighs as he spoke next.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

You shook your head in reply, hoping he’d drop it, but the boy simply asked again, this time bringing one hand up to cup your cheek and bring your face down to look at him, your eyes fluttering open.

You saw the playful glint in his sharp eyes, and pouted when you realized he was messing with you.

“Is there anything else you think about me?” You found yourself asking when his gaze didn’t wane, your teeth grazing the inside of your cheek nervously.

“Like what?” He questioned teasingly, his hand resuming its position on the back of your thigh and letting his fingers run up and down it gently, the sensation ticklish through your jeans.

You sighed and shook your head once more, making a move to get off of his lap, but he stopped you, pulling back toward him until you were flush against his chest, his lips beside your ears so he could whisper his next words.

“You mean like the way your eyes have sparkled the entire evening since you got here? Or how pretty and pink your lips look, especially after kissing you so much? Or how cute the sounds of your little moans are when I touch you?”

He phrased them as questions, but you knew he was simply saying them to feed into your desires, and you gasped when he suddenly flipped you so were on your back, pressed into his couch as he hovered over you, his face inches from yours.

“You look so fucking amazing wearing my hoodie, you know that?” He commented, his fingers reaching toward the end of the material and tugging on it and you sat up to let him take it off of you. He lowered his head to your exposed collarbone after tossing the fabric across the room, pressing a open-mouth kiss on the bone. “You look even better with it off, though.”

You very nearly moaned when his fingers glided across your stomach until he reached the underside of your bra, his hand slipping under the cup to grasp the soft flesh of your breast.

“Your body is so fucking perfect, it makes me wonder if you’re even real sometimes, y/n.”

Your back arched, forcing you to press yourself into his hand as he played with your breast, his thumb and forefinger pinching and rolling your sensitive nipple.

Every single word that left his mouth made you needy for more. You could feel yourself becoming increasingly wet, your panties now sticky inside of your jeans as you wiggled and squirmed beneath your boyfriend's ministrations.

“What else?” You groaned out, your hands coming up to rest in the soft bush of his dyed blond hair, tugging slightly when he bit down gently on the top of your chest, no doubt leaving a mark.

He didn’t answer before his lips traveled lower and lower until his nose became level with the button on your jeans. “You’re always such a good girl for me, baby. I don’t even have to ask you for you to know what I want, do I?”

Your hips rose after he undid your pants and began to pull them down, tossing them by his discarded hoodie once they were free of your body. He placed his hands on your thighs as he sat up, looking down at you in admiration.

“There’s honestly too much to say, because I love you so much. It can’t even be properly put it into words. I love absolutely everything.”

His tone was no longer laced with teasing anymore when he said that last sentence, the look in his eyes entirely serious and maybe even a little desperate. You moaned when his fingers slipped under the soak material of your panties and rubbed across the hot flesh of your core. His thumb grazed your clit, causing your hips to jerk in reaction as your arm went up to cover your face, a hiss escaping you.

His hand left your panties, making you whimper until you felt him grab your arm and pull it down, gasping when you found his face now level with yours.

“You’re far too beautiful to cover yourself, y/n. Let me look at you while I make you feel all of my love.” His hand was back inside of your underwear seconds later, one of his fingers entering you slowly while his thumb continued to rub circles over your sensitive nub.

To keep yourself from hiding you face in embarrassment, you wrapped your arms loosely around Soonyoung’s neck, your fingers knitting their way into his hair as he pumped his fingers in and out of you, all the while still muttering how beautiful you were and how much he loved you and the sound of your voice when he touched you.

The night seemed almost endless with every trip over the edge he brought you, but you didn’t want it to end either, feeling so much love and warmth fill you to the brim and overflow beyond you.

what it’s like to want [Jeonghan nsfw]

requested!

sub!Jeonghan (fml)

This is a little dirtier than what I normally write, and more graphic as well, though some of you might not find it that graphic, lol. But, FOR ME IT IS, I SWEAR. I tried though, so I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. I really couldn’t imagine Jeonghan as a proper sub, considering he’s like one of the darkest and most cunning slytherins in my mind, so I feel like I found a good... meeting point.

word count: 1103 pairings: jeonghan x reader genre: smut, sub!jeonghan, just too much for me to handle, honestly. 

It wasn’t every day that Yoon Jeonghan found himself tied to his bed with a flimsy red scarf on either wrist and one of his own blue ties covering his eyes, so all he saw was the faintest shade of navy blue when he dared to open them.

Jeonghan was by no means a submissive man. He was far too cunning for that, and it was his natural instinct to dominate, intimidate and control everyone around him, including his own girlfriend.

You were the perfect submissive little girl at first. Jeonghan would only have to get the first few words of his commands out and you would already be complying to them before he finished his sentence. He loved that about you.

And every day he got to stare down at your pretty little face as you sat on your knees before him and pleasured him for as long as he asked you to was another day he fell deeper in love. And every time he had you pinned to the bed, squirming beneath him as he had his fill of your taste was another time he grew attached to the sounds of your moans.

The poor man didn’t even see it coming when, one day, a switch flipped inside of you. As submissive as you were normally, and truly liked to be, after countless occasions where he would get you riled up and leave you high and dry to figure it out for yourself, just so he could have you desperate and begging for him the next time he dined to lay his glorious fingers on you, you wanted to know what it felt like to be in control.

And you wanted him to know what it felt like to want.

“Princess, why exactly are you doing this?” His voice barely hid the anxiety he felt from losing the one thing he had consistently had control over since day one - you. “If you untie me now, maybe your punishment later for this stunt will be a little easier.”

You couldn’t stop yourself from scoffing at that. “Are you really trying to make deals with the woman who has your pants down at your ankles and is the only key to you getting any sort of satisfaction tonight?”

He pursed his lips together and tugged at the scarves, though still unable to make them budge.

Truth be told, you knew that whatever you managed to put your over-dominant boyfriend through tonight would turn back on you tenfold when he was lose and on the prowl again, but you didn’t care. You would enjoy this experience while it lasted.

Your delicate hands tugged on the ends of his sweatpants until they came entirely off his feet, and knowing that your boyfriend slept in the without boxers on and no shirt, he now lay bare to you. Your smirked when you saw he was semi-hard from his situation, and while he would never admit it in his life, something in him felt thrilled by your daring attitude.

“Jeonghannie, are you going to be a good boy for me? I promise to take really good care of you.” You purred as you got onto your knees on the bed and crawled up until you straddled his thighs. You saw him gulp, but he kept his mouth shut, refusing to give in to your question. You tsked and slapped his thigh loud enough for the sound to echo slightly in your bedroom, forcing him to let out a long hiss as he attempted to curl his legs up to get away from you, only to have them stopped by your own. “Good boys answer questions.”

“This isn’t funny, y/n. Don’t do something you’ll regret later.” He threatened, and you tsked once more before reached your hand forward to grip his member, putting a little too much pressure on the sensitive appendage. Jeonghan yelped a little, his legs jerking again, but you kept your hand there and tugged upward, letting your thumb rub of the tip. The grimace on his face stuttered and he let out a sigh when your hand loosened and you began a slow pace along the base.

“Behave, baby boy, or I’m going to have to mistreat you.” You smiled, noting the way he twitched in your hand when your words came out sickeningly sweet. You saw him gulp and tense his jaw, preventing himself from speaking any further.

Satisfied that he seemed to relax under your touch, meaning he wouldn’t try and stop you as much, you scooted back and lowered yourself until you face was even with your hand, and you blew on his member to let him know the change in position.

Jeonghan groaned, his wrists tugging on the scarves again. “Fuck, please princess.”

You chuckled and blew again to tease him, your hand stilling. “Please what, baby?”

He didn’t want to respond to that. He didn’t want to give in to this little game you were playing. He wanted to free himself and turn you over and fuck you into the mattress until you couldn’t walk for nearly two weeks straight as punishment for even considering trying to take control over him. But, the way your soft hand played with his hard member, and the way your breath felt against the sensitive flesh had him already craving release.

He knew that if he didn’t give in to you, then every thing would be prolonged even further and he would probably be tortured for hours under your care.

So, for the first time (and most certainly last time, if he had any say) in Yoon Jeonghan’s life, he came a submissive.

“Please make me feel good, y/n.” His voice was unnaturally quiet when he responded, a mix of shame and just plain desperation making him into an entirely different person.

You were a good girlfriend though, and as much as you wanted to get revenge for all of the times he push you to the edge and didn’t let you go over, you still wanted to make him happy. Your lips lowered to kiss the side of his shaft before you let your tongue slip past and swirl over the base. It wasn’t long before you had him bucking up into your mouth, desperate for release.

At the last minute, you regained your composure and the evil side of you returned and you completely removed yourself from his body entirely, making him whimper in displeasure.

He knew then that there was no hope in pleading with you, and he was going to be in for a very long night.

Thank you, thank you, thank you! Your Soonyoung stories have me hooked, i just read the first chapter for Blooming Flower and can now officially say that i think i love you 😂😂😂

Omg asdfghjklThank you so much T^TYou have no idea how much this made my night, like im going to bed smiling and just

Sometimes, Soonyoung was like a hamster. He’d scrunch up his nose whenever he wanted her attention, whenever he liked what Kai said or whenever he didn’t like what she said. He was an affectionate one, sometimes it would be taxing because he would curl up on the sofa with his head on her lap and it would be a challenge to get Soonyoung to wake up.

There were moments where Soonyoung was like a cat. The way he would nuzzle his face into Kai’s back when they went to bed each night, but he also had his moments where he would deny Kai’s need for affection and just wander off wherever he went. He was a little weird in that regard, there were days where Soonyoung would only come to her when it was time to eat…

Perhaps the most amusing was when he was like a puppy, excitable and she could never get him to calm down. Soonyoung would pull her around wherever he wanted to take her, and it honestly felt like nothing could stop this man. 

Soonyoung was uncontrollable, it was like Kai took care of a pet she didn’t ask for. 

But the side of Soonyoung she loved most was when he was nothing and everything mentioned, and he was now just… Soonyoung. Who would hold her hands at the coffee shop each time she talked about her dreams, entwining their fingers when they were in bed to help her sleep. Playing to her dark sense of humour without a blink, reading all of her books, though he wasn’t one to read, just so he could entertain her with discourse on the topic. 

(Later, he learned that he too enjoyed her taste in books, and Kai couldn’t be any happier.)

He cared for her like no other, making sure she was warm each night, helping Kai to sleep when she struggled to, but staying up either way when he saw that she couldn’t. Soonyoung always made sure Kai fell asleep in his arms, and would wake up in his arms too. If not, at least she would wake up holding a miniature doll version of Soonyoung she had lovingly called Soondori. 

He had his moments where he was out of control, definitely, but Kai loved each and every bit of it, and every bit of Soonyoung too.

@kaikumin Happy birthday, Kai! I’m so sorry I cou;dn’t wish you at 12:00 on the dot, so hopefully you’ll like this little birthday present, a moodboard and some soft writing (which is a little weird? Hoshi as animals… nice), for you. I hope you have a good day, babygirl T//^///T

R.I.P.

Today is a very hard day.

For those of you who dont know me that well, SHINee was my very first bias group. I loved them so much, and they were the first group to bring me out of the gutter, and therefore have always been so incredibly important and special to me.

It hurts so much to know that Jonghyun has passed away, that he struggled for so long and hardly anyone would have even known about it.

As someone who suffers from depression and has attempted suicide, and thankfully was unsuccessful, I know how horrible it feels to live in such pain.

The only thing I can say now is, while it is tragic, Jonghyun felt this was the solution to his problems and we can only hope he passed without regrets in making this decision and is resting in peace.

We should all remember him as the amazingly talented man he was, not for the tragedy that has occurred and let his life live on through the music he shared with us.

He wouldn't want anyone to be heartbroken because of this, and for everyone to receive joy from what he did accomplish in his life.

I know a lot of people are not posting out of respect for Jonghyun, but I also know that some people might need the posts as a coping method, and therefore I will update one of my stories tonight, and possibly finish a request or two. It'll be much later in the evening, perhaps even tomorrow instead, so for now, I give my condolences to SHINee and Jonghyun's friends and family, and wish that he rests in peace. He was and still is a legend. Always will be.

R.I.P Kim Jonghyun

The Devil’s Sons [05]

poster by @minhaaru

One was sent to damn her into a life of eternal misery. The other was sent to save her. Neither had the intention of loving her.

word count: 2036 genre: fantasy, angst characters: Soonyoung x OC x Jihoon 00 | 04 | 06

Jihoon was up in a matter of seconds, standing behind Sahyun and Soonyoung for her protection. She could hear the clicking of his gun, his body close enough to spread warmth across her back as she stood with her face practically smashed against Soonyoung. While in most cases the position would've been awkward or comfortable, she felt safe and secure, and was highly grateful not to be able to witness what exactly was happening beyond the male in front of her.

The sound of groaning, the painful kind mixed with grunts and whines, and the thick stench that suddenly took over the entirety of the building left her gagging.

"Fuck, why are Walkers in your house, Soonyoung?" Jihoon's growl echoed behind her as she felt his arm reach over her shoulder, their height's not too far from each other, to shoot. She heard the gun fire followed by the sound of something she couldn't even put into words. "Shit."

"I just sent a few for you to fight, and you've already forgotten regular bullets don't work, dumbass?" Soonyoung spit out, yanking Sahyun along with him as he moved to the side. She whimpered when his grip became too tight, but did nothing to loosen it, the fear of whatever was closing in on them worse than the dull ache he would give her.

His hand wrapped around a staff he had placed against a wall, and with skills she could never possible understand, he swung it forward with one hand, and she heard a similar sound of the bullet hitting the creature, though more intense.

She decided the only way to describe it would be squishy. It was not solid, it was goo of some sort and she was too terrified to know what.

"Not all bullets are absorbed by them, idiot." Jihoon retorted, and Sahyun cautiously cut her eyes over to where he still stood by the table, finishing switching out whatever ammo he had. She regretted taking the chance the moment she finally laid eyes on what these men were calling 'walkers'.

It was by far the most disgusting thing she had ever set her eyes upon, the remnants of a man with melted - or was it still melting? - flesh, empty sockets where it's eyes should've been, and no face other than a gaping hole for a mouth, a sticky liquid seeping out beyond it. Whatever limbs it did have were as gooey as it's face, and she realized the horrible stench that followed them could only match that of a decaying body.

It was like a zombie amplified by a hundred, and it was something she would never wash from her brain.

She didn't have time to ponder on it, however, because Soonyoung's grip was pulling her away yet again, keeping her as close to his back as possible, while swinging his staff around to delay them long enough to get out.

"There's got to be at least fifty of them." Minghao's dull voice suddenly spoke from behind her, and she jumped slightly at the chill that followed. His eyes glowed a transparent white now, a strange field surrounding the expanse of his body. She almost screamed when one of the creatures reached out from behind him, but the sound stopped short when it touched the field, the flesh actually melting away.

She was almost certain she would vomit once they were out of dodge, if they managed to get out.

"I really didn't want to risk taking her out of the house and into the Middleground, but we don't have much of a choice at this point. We need to get to the tunnels. They won't be able to follow us down there." Soonyoung stated back, steadily moving them toward the door.

Somehow they made it, and despite barely knowing them, a feeling of relief washed over Sahyun when she glanced over her shoulder and saw Jihoon trailing behind them, a grip of his own on Seungkwan.

They ran the moment there was an opening between the swarm, her legs hardly managing to hold out from the exertion, no doubt from the lack of nutrition she had been receiving over the last few days.

Had she been given a chance to, Sahyun probably would've marveled at how normal everything appeared outside. For some reason, she was expecting everything to be as gray as the food she was eating and for it to be eerily quiet. Instead she found it to look like any normal house, with a yard, a sidewalk - Hell, it was even in a neighborhood of sorts.

"Where's Jun?" She found herself asking when they rounded the corner of the house. Her question fell flat when she saw the man already standing in front of two latched doors in the backyard.

"Compellors have the ability transport. The bastard probably got out the moment there was a sign of trouble. Wimp." Seungkwan muttered behind her.

"You're only saying that because you couldn't do the same. You would've gladly left us behind if you had the chance." Jihoon commented, letting go of the boy with a glare.

Jun snickered as they approached. "I didn't run away. I was simply waiting for you guys so we could make an even quicker escape. I had complete faith you would all make it out in one piece." He smirked, reaching to open the latches.

"Can you move faster? They're still following us." Minghao stated, the other four turning to look back as well.

"Shit, there's more than fifty. Where did you learn to count?" Seungkwan choked out, pushing Sahyun slightly to be the first one inside the tunnels.

"Real brave Subordinate you've got there, Soonyoung. Though, I suppose that should be a reflection on you as his master." Jihoon sscoffed, coming to stand behind her once more so she was sandwiched safely between the two men.

"It's no reflection on me when he's never listened to a word I said since the day I took him in." Soonyoung muttered, pulling Sahyun in front of him, away from the silver haired male. Her hand slipped out of his and she had to stop herself from reaching for it again, the protection it made her feel fleeing with every second.

Soonyoung saw the fear in her eyes and his hard gaze softened as he nodded toward the doors. "Hurry now, we'll only enter once you're safely inside with Seungkwan.

Trusting him far more than she should have, she nodded and took a step away from them, her eyes landing on Jun as she moved quickly into the entrance. Soonyoung's warm touch was replaced with the Compellor's as he held onto her shoulder, ducking his head inside after her. She knew he was simply calming her emotions as they continued on, her heart rate slowing with each step until it felt somewhat normal, though she stayed mentally alert despite that.

She heard the doors slam shut behind her and her head whipped around to see the remaining three men following them down the stairs into the tunnels.

"You guys were so slow. It's like you have a death wish." Seungkwan greeted them as they huddled at the bottom of the stairs.

The sound of banging on the doors startled Sahyun, the faint groaning of the Walkers making her gulp. She was grateful when Soonyoung made his way beside her again, his shoulders just a couple of inches away from hers, though he didn't grab her hand a second time.

"As you may of noticed, they don't have proper appendages. We'll be safe in here for a short while. They aren't the greatest at walking down stairs, but if they do managed to break those doors open, it doesn't take genius to tumble down them." He told her before addressing the rest of them. "We should get a move on."

"Where do these tunnels lead?" She asked, her voice a little weak from the horror of what she just experienced. All of them heard the shakiness in her words, and not even Seungkwan dared to make a sudden move around her.

Jihoon was the one to answer her, his own voice a steady contradiction to hers that she somehow found comforting. "A friend. He was actually who I was going to suggest going to see about you, so this isn't entirely that inconvenient."

Seungkwan scoffed, shaking his head. "Why in the world would you suggest going to Seokmin for advice?"

Rolling his eyes, Soonyoung nudged Sahyun's back gently as a means to get her to start walking, and she did so, Jun guiding her as they began to make their way through the dimly lit tunnel. "I believe Jihoon was referring to Seungcheol, not Seokmin."

Quicker than she would have liked, the torches that lined the walls seemed to grow further and further apart until they were met with the last one, darkness spreading the rest of the way.

She was about to ask what they were going to do to see, but Minghao stepped ahead of her next to Jun. He reached onto his hip, pulling off a small bottle she didn't even see hidden beneath the fabric of his shirt. He popped the vile open and moved his hand over the top of it, his fingers looking nothing but elegant as he seemed to draw the contents of it out. She gasped quietly when a string of white light began making its way into the air, and with the stealthy movements of his hands, it was suddenly an orb, bright enough for them to see several feet ahead of them.

She didn't even have to open her mouth to question what it was before Soonyoung chuckled at her amazement from behind her, making her ears tint pink from the sound. "Soul collectors carry around souls with them. Whenever they find a connection with one in particular that they like, they tend to keep it around long term. Kind of like a pet."

As if the orb had a mind of its own, it stopped floating in front of Minghao and shot in their direction, making Sahyun squeal before she realized it had come face to face with Soonyoung, and was not out to harm her.

The white changed to a faint red color, indicating what she assumed to be anger. A puff of air was released from it, blowing into Soonyoung's face hard enough to make his eyes squint.

Sahyun turned to Minghao in surprise when he let out a chuckle, the first real emotion she had ever seen come from his otherwise blank exterior.

"You've made her angry, Soonyoung. You shouldn't call her a pet like that. She's my companion."

Pleased with his words, the red faded to a vibrant pink color before moving back over to Minghao, circling around him in dancing motions before finding it's spot in front of him once more. Sahyun found it almost adorable to witness, and if the events taking place didn't make her feel like she was losing her mind or in an entirely to intricate dream, she might have even laughed.

She turned back to Soonyoung as he huffed, a sulk clearly making it's way onto his features. Yet another side of someone she had yet to see. "Sorry for insulting it, then. Jeez."

It was then that Sahyun come to the realization that none of them were bad people, even if they had done bad things. It was extremely odd, and a part of her wondered if Jun's uncanny ability for emotional control had anything to do with it, but she felt at ease with all of them. She wasn't entirely sure how long that feeling would last, so she decided to bask in it for as long as she could, before the reality of everything decided to sink in once more.

Maybe she could find some type of enjoyment out of what was to come. If she wasn't ever going to be able to return back to her real home... then she would eventually have to adapt to this new one anyway. Find a new normal.

And having seen nothing but genuine concern for her, she decided to put her trust in the men around her.