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Twisted Chemistry 9

Pairing: Seonghwa x reader

Genre: fluff, smut, little angst

Word count: 9k

Warnings: Oral sex (male receiving), fingering

Taglist: @marigold-mika, @sunwooyoung, @nevieatiny, @yunsangoveryonder​, @nseeteaa, @alecanal93​, @mangotexts​, @underratedmisfit​, @dollarfear​, @sunsethw4​, @mayosgrises​, @atinystray​, @perfectlysane24​, @f4iryyunho​ (Let me know if you want to be added :])

The place is filled with models and people laughing in rich. I follow Seonghwa, Hongjoong and Yeosang closely, once again, feeling out of place. Seonghwa glancing back every ten seconds to check that I am still there behind him. He definitely felt a bit guilty. Which as my boss he shouldn’t but as my boyfriend he can’t help but feel like it.

“Seonghwa!! It’s finally nice to meet you.” An expensive looking man walks up to the three other men with a huge smile on his face. He leans in to kiss each men on both their cheeks before leaning away.

“It’s nice to finally meet you too. How’s the wife?”

“Probably with a glass of wine in her hand.” I raise my eyebrows as they all laugh and I look down at my watch. “Yes, honey it’s 9:00am but it’s never too early to drink wine.” He laughs even more and I smile shyly. None of what they were saying was remotely funny. Why were they laughing so much?

They start to walk around together, talking both social life and business as I follow them closely, noting down everything Seonghwa tells me to, adding my own notes to it. We stop at a model’s mirror and while they start to talk, a voice calls out to Hongjoong, Yeosang and..

“Seonghwa!!” I turn around to the female voice.

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im fine i promise HSJEBDJ

pierced dreams

jung wooyoung ! tattoo artist & piercer x female reader 

playing : all i need by lloyd & the morning by the weeknd 

word count : 3.5k 

part one : here ! 

warnings : smut, face fucking, oral sex ( male and female receiving ), sub/dom dynamics, sir kink,  unprotected sex, slight ot8, hair pulling, glove kink, voyeurism, exhibitionism, degradation/praise kink, mentions of pain, needles, reader gets a tongue piercing. hard ! dom wooyoung, spanking, creampie, reader is kinda soft, soft wooyoung at the end.  

prompt : part 2 to the san fic. reader comes back to the tattoo shop, gets fucked again lols <3

a/n : i have 0 knowledge about tattoos uh- i only researched the tongue piercing. so if i got anything wrong, send me an ask to correct me ! i rewrote the prompt like 4 times pls forgive me, also, wooyoung would never be this mean. it’s just apart of the story, k ? don’t like it, leave lmfao  ending is rushed and it’s not proofread, fuckin sue me  

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it was a 2 weeks later than you had come back to the shop you had gotten your first tattoo at. the tattoo wasn’t much of a hassle to care for and it seemed to be in good condition. as you walked in, mingi greeted you from behind his desk, offering you a large strawberry lollipop from the jar sitting on the spruce oak desk. he was dressed in a tight black turtleneck and all his tattoos were hidden today. the only body modification you could see on him was the piercing on his right eyebrow. it almost seemed to be a signature thing for the boys. each of them had a matching bar through their left eyebrow. you could’ve taken it as a symbol of some crime syndicate. 

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omg pervy soob is so precious 🥺 he will either be a bottom or service top and it’s gonna be so messy bc he’s trying not to cum too soon but will also rearrange your guts bc he’s so big and so eager to please you and so excited that he’s FINALLY able to touch you 😔

yessss, sex with Soobin is the messiest, he’s a big boy with a big dick who just cums way too much

he’s for sure a bottom when you start out, just a helpless whiny mess underneath you who cums too soon, too fast. he can barely believe that you wanna sit on his dick, let alone that he might actually be allowed to touch you 😢 so he just lets you pin him down and use him to get yourself off 😭

after the first few times you guide his hands across your body, though, it starts to actually click with him that he IS allowed to touch you. he stills asks for permission every time, because you love hearing him beg to touch you, to get you off, but you can never deny him for too long. the more active he is, the needier he is for praise—he just wants to make you feel good so bad, wants to make sure that he’s doing it right

when he finally actually tops you, he’s more nervous even than the first time you had sex, just constantly asking what you want, if it feels good—he’d honestly prefer it if you just order him around for the whole night, he’s more comfortable following instructions.

one of the big differences between you and him topping is that when you’re riding him, you can control how fast and how much of that massive dick you’re taking; when Soobin’s topping, though, ’rearranging your guts’ is almost painfully accurate in this scenario 😭 service top Soobin fucks you until you’re drooling and incoherent and still asks if he’s doing a good job 🥺

he is so so soooooo careful when he starts fucking you, short shallow little thrusts because you’re just so little underneath him 🥺 he doesn’t wanna hurt you 🥺 (he also doesn’t want to cum too fast 😭) but your tiny body takes his huge cock so well, so easily, and you keep demanding more, so soon enough he’s gripping your hips and fucking into you with sharp, quick thrusts, not wanting to spend anymore time not inside of you than he absolutely needs to.

Soobin’s so big that it doesn’t matter what angle he’s fucking you from, he’s pressing into your g-spot with every thrust, and combined with his thumb clumsily circling your clit, he’s dragging you over the edge into overstimulation without even trying. poor boy is so used to you fucking him well after he’s spent, though, that he just takes the clench of your muscles around him as a sign to keep going—and you can’t tell him to slow down when you can’t even string two words together. he ends up curled over you, one big hand wrapped around your thigh to keep you close while the other’s fisted in the sheets beside your head, face buried in your neck as he begs for you to tell him that he’s doing good, that he’s your good boy. and because you’re too fucked out to tell him when to stop, he’ll just end up going until he physically can’t, until you’ve gone from dragging your nails down his back and keening from the mix of pleasure and pain to a limp, drooling wreck under him, until he’s made an overstimulated mess out of the both of you.

(there is a part of him that is secretly SO proud of the fact that he can fuck you stupid, seeing the dazed look in your eyes as you struggle to string more than two words together has his sweet baby heart fluttering💞)

god, and the mess—this boy cums so much that it starts spilling out of you before he’s even finished filling you up, and no matter how many times you ruin him, he’ll never stop being embarrassed about it. he’ll whine and blush, but Soobin secretly loves it when you tease him for how much he cums—make him cum all over himself, then scold him for being so sloppy and make him lick it off your fingers✨ he’ll be hard again in minutes, i promise✨ sit on his face and make him eat his own cum out of you while it drips all over him✨ he WILL see stars✨

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100 NOTES WHAT RHW FUCK

the new genshin update is mwah. totally didnt explore the new island to almost 50% already what

➳ dating chan was great. he was patient with you, loved you endlessly, and din’t try to pressure you into anything you were uncomfortable with. he let you choose the pace you wanted to go with your physical side of your relationship, never getting frustrated with you no matter how heated your kissing got or how horny you had gotten him. but now, after many months into your relationship, you were starting to think you were ready to take things further with him: one baby step at a time.

step one: receiving

step two: giving

step three: mobile

step four: soft and sweet

step five: punishment

step six: longing

step seven: jealousy

final step: double the trouble

chans moodboard // readers moodboard

➳ all rights reserved to starrychannies - all reposts or modifications to my series are completely prohibited.

ateez & pussy eating.

⎘ fic format: headcanon.

⎘ warnings: smut (obviously), oral (f & m receiving), fingering, face riding, edging, praising, light dolification, voyeurism, public sex, possessiveness, jealousy, manhandling, nipple play, degradation, clit play, size kink, edging, dumbification, cum eating, dacryphilia, overstimulation, light kitten play, unprotected sex, begging, masturbation, daddy kink, restraints, orgasm denial, name calling, anal play, choking, biting, marking, hair pulling, wall sex.

⎘ author’s note: so my brain woke up this morning and chose violence because, despite hwa’s cute vlive yesterday, all i’ve been able to think about is how ateez would eat pussy. so, now you have to suffer with me too. i’m an atheist but,,, god, i’m so sorry for this.

this is all fiction. i am in no way claiming to know the members personally, nor do i know how they would behave truly in these situations.

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playing nice (1) - park seonghwa

- pairing: seonghwa/reader | fluff 

- au:  enemies to lovers, fake dating au

- warnings: manhandling? 

- word count:  3,6k

- summary: when your date for your sister’s wedding cancels at the last minute you’re left desperate for a replacement. an unlikely volunteer steps up and offers to fill the place.

-status: completed 

- a/n:  hello lovelies! this is going to be my first slow burn chaptered fic. it will be fluffy and a tad angsty at times but it’ll have a very happy ending (smutsmutsmutsmut) so please enjoy! ((feedback is always welcomed))

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You knocked rapidly on Hongjoong and Seonghwa’s apartment door, knowing full well that the rest of the boys would be there too. Sure enough, Yeosang answered, moving quickly out of the way to let you in.

“You guys won’t believe what’s happened,” you squatted down to take off your shoes while you spoke.

Wooyoung turned from the tv to look at you, “Some poor soul finally decided to sleep with you,”

You smacked the back of his head, “You talk a lot of smack for a virgin, Wooyoungie,”

He scoffed incredulously, “I’m NOT a virgin, I’ve slept with so many girls, right guys?”

The room was completely silent.

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DRUNK DIALLING

beomgyu x reader

warnings: dirty (but not really) voicemails, sexual tension, light dirty talk but it cuts off bc i’m a tease

a/n: i wrote this ages ago but i just wanna get it out the drafts even tho i don’t like it.

“b-beomgyu!” he hears your chirpy voice speak through the speaker on his phone. he woke up that morning with a few missed calls and missed messages from you from the early hours in the morning when he was asleep.

it was nothing new, you always spammed him with those things when you went out and got drunk without him. it made him feel special, that you were always the first he went to.

“i think i had a little too much to drink, i-i’m home now but i miss you.” you slurred your words and he smiles at his best friends habits of your sing song voice when you were drunk.

“there’s so much i want to tell you right now, just so i can watch the pretty smile on your lips.” the tips of beomgyu’s ears turn red from the sudden compliment before the voicemail ends there. luckily for him, there were more. he clicks play on the other calls and waits for what else you have to say, ready to tease you about it the next time he sees you.

“don’t even get me started on your lips, beomgyu theyre so pretty…” you giggle and beomgyu shakes his head lightly “…so fucking hot too.”

this time beomgyu’s smile vanished from his lips, he’s used to you calling him cute. you calling him hot was something that never happened, but something he could get used to.

“they’re just so inviting, it’s just a shame we’ve been friends for this long and you haven’t kissed me yet.” he hears you sigh dramatically followed by a hiccup and beomgyu cannot believe what he is hearing, of course he’s thought those things about you and he’s thought worse things but he never knew that’s what you wanted.

“wanna kiss you so bad.” he bites back his smile before the second voicemail ends and he can see that he has one more left to listen to. he sat for a second, trying to collect his thoughts.

only thinking ‘you know what they say, drunk words are sober thoughts’

so with a shaky finger, his clicks play on the final voicemail you left for him before he assumes you fell asleep.

“want to fall apart all over your pretty face.” and now beomgyu was really shocked, there was no way you had just said that and then willingly send the message.

“fuck- beomgyu i want you so bad.” his mouth hangs open slightly before the third and final voicemail ends.

he sat there on his bed, mind racing a million miles an hour as he contemplates what he should do. part of him wants to run to your place and give you everything you were talking about, the other part was telling him you were drunk and that’s not what you actually wanted.

after what feels like a lifetime, he takes his gamble and picks up his phone and clicking on your caller ID and another part of him prays that you don’t pick up.

“mornin’” your groggy voice chuckles lightly but beomgyu’s heart rate is so fast he doesn’t feel like he can laugh right now.

“i’m guessing your call means i got absolutely shitfaced last night.” you laugh again, like beomgyu thought, it wasn’t the first time that you had sent him voicemails but none had been as open as last nights.

“something like that.” was all he could muster, he wanted to talk about what you said, but how was he meant to bring something like that up.

“god, you’re so quiet.” you sigh “was i really that bad.” you say sitting up but as soon as you did you regretted your option and flop back down on the bed.

“you were just more honest.” honest was an interesting way to put it, at least beomgyu hoped it was you being honest.

“what did i say.” and now it was your turn to feel nervous, he was never this tense when you gave him multiple calls and messages and now he didn’t seem to have a lot of words.

“i mean…” beomgyu chuckles slightly before thinking about if he should mention it “…you said the usual.” and you blush slightly, you called beomgyu cute all the time it wasn’t a shock anymore.

“oh good, i thought i said something mean to you.” you sigh.

“you also said i was pretty this time too.” he says bluntly and you frown for a split second, trying to recall what you said but you cannot remember for the life of you.

“especially my lips apparently.” the smugness in his tone was evident as you feel yourself flush even more at your loose mouth “you even called them hot.” he smirks down the line and now it was your turn to feel shocked.

“oh.”

“yeah.”

“i-i don’t remember that.” you stutter and it only adds fuel to his fire.

“i remember very clearly.” he says pretending to fake think even though he knows you can’t see him “actually.” he says excitedly and it only makes your stomach drop even more.

“i think i remember more.” beomgyu says and you hear him shuffle on the other end of the line.

“like what?” your voice was quiet and timid and he can just picture the look of distress on your face. he also knows there’s no way you could guess what your drunk mouth revealed to him last night.

“i remember you saying something along the lines of ‘i want to fall apart on your face’ would you like you explain what you meant by that?” he smirks again and your jaw hangs wide open, not being able to comprehend anything despite wanting to defend yourself.

“beomgyu i’m sorry i-” you try and apologise but he cuts you off.

“that doesn’t sound like an explanation.” he shakes his head while he tuts down the line and you feel yourself swallow a lump in your throat about how much he must hate you right now.

“so let me explain for you” you bite the inside of your cheek feeling like your words are stuck in your throat.

“i think that my pretty little friend got a little too drunk isn’t that right?” he asks you and you still can’t bring yourself to speak until he demands an answer from you.

“yes.” was all you could muster.

“and my pretty little friend accidentally told me a little too much, isn’t that right?” his voice was filled with fake sympathy.

“yes.”

“and my pretty girl wants to kiss me.”

“y-yes.” feeling giddy at the change of nickname from him.

“and i want to kiss my pretty girl back, and i want to watch her fall apart on my face, do you think i could come over?”

“p-please.”