I Think I Have A Thing For Short Producers Who R Fucking Ripped Cause My Two Of My Ult Biases Are Changbin

I think I have a thing for short producers who r fucking ripped cause my two of my ult biases are changbin and Hongjoong- ALSO IVE BEEN BIAS WRECKED THE FUCK OUT OF BY WOOZI THIS IS A PATTERN I SWEAR!!!!!

the first thing jun heard when he walked through the door was a light sniffing. then a soft blow. yours. instantly, he kicked off his shoes and ran towards the living room. that’s where he found you, huddled at the end of the sofa, your bottom lip still shaking. jun couldn’t help himself but think about how cute your habit of always sitting on the floor was. your arms tightly held around your knees, your puffy eyes looked up, meeting jun’s concerned ones.

"bad day?" jun guessed.

you hated your summer job as secretary from the bottom of your heart and jun knew it. you always complained about your insufferable coworkers and arrogant clients. but you were still a student who needed money and the work your dad offered you paid well so you stayed, bearing in silence all the things you mentioned to him. you nodded weakly.

"you want to talk about it?"

you shook your head negatively. jun kneeled before you and opened his arms. you immediately melt into his embrace as your tears started to run down his neck.

jun hated seeing you cry. most of your friends called you heartless and kindly joked by saying you felt no emotion but jun knew how wrong they were. you just perceived yourself like everyone’s emotional support and buried your feelings deep down so you could smile for them. "who’s gonna dry their tears if i’m crying?" were the words you had told him when jun was conforming you in the intimacy of your shared apartment after all your friends cried during your degree ceremony. jun had thought about how strong you were but also how harsh you were toward yourself, not allowing you to cry.

those self-restriction weren’t only put in place for sadness but for every other piece of the emotion spectrum: anger, fear, hurt, etc. you only gave you permission to explode when you were surrounded by the comfort of your home and jun’s company. so, each time, jun took your place as an emotional pilar and bit back the tears which threatened to fall.

gently rocking you, jun massaged your temples, whispering soft words. as your sobs decreased, he told you:

"it’s okay to cry. remember to never feel ashamed of your feelings which are a hundred percent valid. never feel like you’re over exaggerating cause, to me, you’re the bravest girl i ever met. but sometimes, you need to let me be your valiant knight in a shiny armour, okay?"

his last words caused you to giggle softly as you nodded, a begin of a smile on your lips. placing a tender kiss on them, he suggested:

"do you want me to run you a hot bathtub?"

you agreed eagerly almost immediately.

when you were finally laying in the bathtub, you murmured:

"work was just horrible. one of my coworkers asked me print him so many useless files. i didn’t even cleared a quarter when i filled the folder and he said after an hour and a half that some files were worthless. if you had seen how many papers went to waste, i was so angry he didn’t listen to me when i suggested him that it’d be better to keep up with the numerical system only.

"then, they all left for lunch time, leaving me alone while they went all together at a restaurant, not even bothering to ask me if i was interested or not. i mean, i don’t care if they didn’t want me to join them but it made me feel like some pariah.

"finally, one of the coworkers started to complain about my dad so badly. he was literally screaming right in front of me and not so far away from my dad’s office and i felt so angry but i couldn’t say anything. i’m literally working here because of nepotism. i have no competence nor diploma for this post, i’m not legitimate at all. but i was boiling and nobody stood up to tell him that he should stop. i’m so angry with him and with myself. i mean, i perfectly know nobody must love my dad but he went way too far, saying it right into my face, and i should have said something at least. but i was just petrified."

your story broke jun’s heart as he was smoothly massaging your scalp. starting to rinse your hair, he hummed:

"like i said, your feelings are totally valid but you need to remember your dad is a grown man who can handle criticism and hate from his employees. this coworker of yours did this intentionally to see if you’ll tell him and because he knew it would reach you. but, even if it’s hard, you shouldn’t let them go under your skin. it was just pure gratuitous hate and calling him out wouldn’t have change anything. you’re not responsible for his behaviour and for not reacting.

"besides, you’re far from a nepo baby and you’re actually way too qualified for this job. i mean look at you! you’re my amazing genius of a girlfriend who’ll start her master degree soon! you don’t need their approval or anything. and remember that if you want to retort anything, i’ll support you in any case."

looking up at him, jun could see tears stinging your eyes again.

"no don’t cry, he panicked, it wasn’t my intention at all!"

a melodious laugh escaped your lips and, after kissing him deeply, you whispered:

"thank you so much junnie. thank you for being here and for always listening to my stupid concerns."

"if it bothers you, then it’s not stupid. don’t thank me for something like this."

pressing your hand affectionately, jun was proud of you for expression your emotions and took even more pride in knowing that he was your greatest confident before whom you allowed yourself to let your emotions appear.

after watching a ytb video abt jun being the original emotional support kpop boy (that was the title) i can't get this image of my head. i really need a jun in my life

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annnd my cheolrot is back T-T

Today, Tomorrow, and Forever ☾ ♡

husband!seungchol x fem!reader, newlyweds au

Warnings: cursing, explicit smut, unprotected sex (missionary), soft sex, oral (f.), multiple orgasms, body worship, creampie, soft!dom cheol, they are so in love

Summary: You mean everything to him and more

Word Count: 2.3k

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(a/n: school started again and i’ve been so inactive i’m sorry y’all 💔)

You feel like a teenager again. The two of you are giggly and stumbling all over yourselves, drunk off of your love and the little bit of champagne you shared earlier.

Seungchol pushes the elevator button once for the sixth floor, and when it doesn’t immediately light up he starts aggressively pressing it over and over again. You giggle, placing your hand on top of his.

“Calm down baby… there’s no need to rush,” You grin.

“I finally got you all to myself… don’t wanna waste another moment.” He says.

The elevator door is about to close and Seungchol is already plotting all the things he’s gonna do to you when you get upstairs. Matter of fact, what he’s planning to do to you right here in the elevator even.

But before he can act on any of his desires, a hand stops the elevator from closing and a woman steps inside. She’s a little breathless, making it obvious she was in a bit of a rush to get here.

Seungchol has to hold himself back from groaning out loud. He finally got a moment alone with you and it’s been ruined again.

You nudge him when you notice the way he’s blatantly rolling his eyes.

“Thank you, I thought I wasn’t going to make it,” The woman says as she fully steps into the elevator.

“Mhm. What floor?” Seungchol asks with the least bit of interest in his voice.

You nudge him again and he sighs.

“The fifth please,” the woman says with a smile. “And might I just say…. you are gorgeous. Congratulations to the two of you I’m assuming.”

She takes notice of your attire.

Seungchol is holding the bottom of your white dress with the utmost care so it doesn’t drag.

It’s your wedding day, well wedding night really now. It’s the whole reason Seungchol has been so antsy and handsy.

As much as he loves all your family and friends, the reception was meant to be over hours ago. He didn’t want it to end, considering it was still your special day, but he wanted some alone time with his beautiful wife.

Conversation started to get exhausting, hearing the constant congratulations and saying ‘thank you’ and smiling for hours on end.

He truly couldn’t have been happier, but he wanted to spend some time with his beautiful wife.

Nonetheless, today was the best day of your entire life. You can’t help but look down at the gorgeous ring decorating your finger.

“Oh! Thank you,” you smile. “Yeah… it’s our big day.”

“I wish the two of you the best.” She smiles.

“Thank you,” Seunchol smiles. “We appreciate it.”

She gives another genuine smile. “I know you probably know this, but marriage isn’t easy by any means. But just know that no matter what happens, she’s always right.” The woman jokes.

Seungchol chuckles and looks at you with a genuine look in his eyes. “I didn’t have to marry her to know that.”

The woman laughs and the elevator sings when it reaches the fifth floor. “Well this is my stop. It was nice meeting you too and I wish you the best.”

“Thank you,” you smile.

She steps out and waves before the doors shut again.

“She was sweet,” You comment.

“Mhm,” He pulls your body closer to his protectively. “But now it’s just you and me for the rest of the night.”

He starts leaving kisses along your neck. But before it can escalate, the elevator reaches the sixth floor and the door opens in front of you.

He holds the key in his pocket and begins pulling you out the elevator and toward your room for the night. He doesn’t let your dress touch the ground, even as he scrambles for the key and opens the door.

When he does, your eyes go wide at the sight before you.

The hotel room is incredible. It’s spacious and the bed is huge, decorated with rose petals and a bottle of champagne. The pillows are heart shaped and there are balloons touching the ceiling.

“Do you like it?” Seungchol asks.

You turn back at him with glossy eyes. “I love it. I can’t believe you did all this.”

“You put so much into planning the wedding… I figured I could do a little special something for you.”

You’re quick you wrap your arms around him. He nearly drops the train of your dress with how much force you use to embrace him. He holds you in his arms, rubbing your back lightly.

“I know I’ve said it a million times… but you look so beautiful.”

The love in his eyes is pure and genuine. There’s a slight glimmer every time he stares at you and he couldn’t hide it even if he wanted to.

You don't hesitate to place your lips on his. It's a sweet kiss but it escalates quickly. He holds you by the waist gently as he kisses you back. Your lips mold together perfectly as he holds you close to him.

The kiss grows passionate quickly, and he's soon lifting you up and placing you on the large bed gently. He kneels down in front of you and helps you to take off your heels. He rubs your feet soothingly, allowing his head to disappear under your dress momentarily to leave loving kisses along your legs.

He places your shoes upright on the floor before standing to his feet and leaning over to capture your lips in another kiss. Your hands undo the buttons of his tux and the white button up he has on underneath.

He stands shirtless in front of you with a grin plastered on his face. "You're so beautiful," he mumbles. He plants a kiss on your shoulder before his hands find their way to the zipper on the back of your dress. He slides it down with care and helps you step out of the dress.

He takes your wedding dress and hangs it up before returning to you on the bed. He pushes a loose strand of hair behind your ear softly. "Can I take this down?" he asks.

You look up at him with soft eyes and nod.

Carefully, he takes out all the pins holding up your hair and allows it to fall down onto your shoulders. His hand cups your cheek and he kisses you again.

He crawls on top of you without breaking the kiss. He plants his body between your thighs and runs his fingers along your exposed skin.

"Wait! I bought a new set just for tonight!" You break the kiss and sit up on the bed quickly.

He pushes you back down onto the bed gently. "Baby don't worry about it. Save it for this weekend when we go on honeymoon. Don't wanna waste another minute."

Singlehandedly, he removes his belt and tosses it onto the floor before doing the same with his pants. He begins kissing down your neck, trailing down to your collarbone and the curve of your breasts. His hand undoes the back of your bra before he tosses it and continues trailing down your body with kisses.

"Cheol..." you whine when his puckered lips reach the hem of your panties.

"Don't tell me you're being impatient now... you were ready to do an outfit change a few minutes ago," he chuckles.

"That's only because I suddenly remembered. It's what most couples do on their wedding night, no?"

He grins. "When have we ever been like most couples?" He slides your panties down and tosses them before he spreads your legs and dips his head between your thighs.

He doesn't warn you before attaching his lips to your clit and sucking on the sensitive bud. You hiss and arch your back off the bed at the sudden jolt of pleasure pulsing through your body. Your hands fly to his hair, gripping his strands tightly.

He licks a stripe between your folds before reattaching his lips to your clit and sucking. You squirm beneath him, but he doesn't mind. It actually boosts his ego, knowing he can make you squirm so much and so quickly.

"Shit," you breathe out as you tug at his hair.

He grins when he feels your arousal starting to coat his face. He's determined to make his new wife feel good and he's relentless in his movements. His tongue is everywhere, darting inside of you and latching along your clit.

You're still writhing beneath him, struggling as he pleasures you to the max.

Your husband has always been a giver.

"Cheol-ah! I'm close," you warn him.

You can feel him grin against your skin. He wraps his arms around you thighs and pins your body down. His tongue is moving quickly, heart set on making you cum on his tongue.

You're whining above him, unable to stay still even as he holds you in place. He can't help but go faster, nose nudging against your clit as his tongue laps your folds, moaning against your skin and sending vibrations coursing through your sensitive body. He's bringing you closer to the euphoric feeling he's wanted to give you since the words "I do" slipped out of your mouth earlier today.

Your back is arching off the bed when you cum and your hands press his head down against your cunt. You're grinding against his face, hips pushing against him and nearly suffocating him.

Not that he minds. If he ever were to die, he could only hope it was between your thighs like this.

Your body is completely overcome with pleasure. He doesn't stop, simply tilting his head up to watch the way your body trembles and how your chest rises and falls quickly as you come back into your senses.

He crawls back up on top of you, pushing your messy hair out of your face. His face is just a few inches away from yours, you can still the the glisten on his lips from your arousal.

"You're always so good at that.... I don't know how I got so lucky," you breathe out.

He grins. "I'm the lucky one baby."

"Cheol... want you inside of me," you look up a him with lust in your eyes, nudging your nose against his.

He's quick to pull his underwear off and toss them onto the floor. The two of you are tangled beneath the sheets in a matter of seconds. His body hovers over yours once again. He strokes his length slowly, eyes admiring and scanning over your body.

He tip teases your folds before he pushes in to fulfill your needs. He tried going in slow, but you were so wet that his length slipped all the way into you. You both breathe out at the sudden feeling.

Your walls are hot and wet and sucking him in. He holds himself up on his hands with his mouth hanging agape. It feels like your first time with him all over again.

It may be your first time together as husband and wife, but it feels foreign despite the many times you've done this. The intimacy is on an entirely new level. There is so much love and adoration radiating from both your bodies, it makes your heart feel full.

"Good?" he asks.

You nod. "Yeah."

He kisses your cheek before allowing his head to fall into the crook of your neck. He draws his hips back before thrusting back into you. His thrusts re slow, but deep. He pushes into you with full force, filling your cunt every time he moves.

He's in no rush, he simply wants to make you feel good. You feel hims groaning and moaning against your collarbone each time he bottoms out.

Your wrap your legs around his torso, pulling him closer and forcing his length deeper inside of you. Your head sinks into the pillow and your eyes fall shut.

"Ah-shit," you breathe out.

The bed shifts beneath you every time he fills you up. "Feel so good Angel," he coos. "My pretty wife."

You can only moan out in response. It feels so fucking good.

"You're taking me so well baby... really were made for me," he moans.

He begins sucking on your neck, leaving dark hickies along your skin. You really are his, his everything. His wife, wearing his ring while marked up with his love bites.

He never thought he'd see this day. He's been thinking about it since the day he met you and now he can't believe you're really his for the rest of eternity.

His love for you is pure and unlike anything you've ever experienced before. He understands you and is willing to do anything to ensure your happiness.

"I'm cumming... fuck," you warn him.

He groans against your skin, indicating that is orgasm is approaching too. He thrusts deep inside of you a few more times before you both fall apart. You cum at the same time, moaning out in unison as he fills you up and you experience another euphoric high.

He pulls out, licking his lips as he sees his cum drip out of you, mixing with your own arousal. He rolls onto the bed next to you, laying on his side so he can still look at you. His fingers move your hair out of your face again, this time playing with the strands gently.

"I love you so much," he says.

You breathe heavily. "I love you more."

"Impossible," he says before placing a sweet kiss on your lips.

He pulls you closer to him, not caring how sweaty you are or how messy your hair is now. He holds you in his arms, fingers tracing over your skin lovingly.

He'll clean you up later, for sure. But right now, he just wants to lay in bed and hold his pretty wife for a little bit longer.

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my exam is litterally in 6 hours I haven't showered yet and I still have 2 chapters I haven't studied nor have I revised any shit

yet here I am looking for seventeen smut 🤡✌️

wait no cause imagine Mingyu with a fucking mohawk and whatever that makeup is

I imagined it.....I need to bleach my eyes now

IM CRYING WHO DID THIS?!?!?!?!?!

IKR when the doctor said I was like ...... bitch that sounds like poison-

but alas its some ingredient found in cosmetics that are eye related yk? like make up remover eye primers mascaras eyeliners shit like that and the weird part was not only was my face like fucking red and had hives it was like my whole body

okay a little fun fact about me is that i love perfume. like trying different perfumes, like i spend way too long on the perfume sections of stores. SO when i found out Bella Hadids perfume released i immediately went and got 2 of the 3 scents…

Salted Muse and Window2Soul are sooooooo good and the formula is so nice. usually perfumes feel heavy on my skin for some reason but these really feel so good cause of the oil base. it definitely helps that they’re so beautiful and the packaging is very detailed.

i think salted muse smells the best on me, even tho Window2soul is my fav.