[231111] Gimpo Airport Arrival

Wonwoo knows he can be a little aloof at times and he doesn’t mean to be. It’s just too easy to get lost in his head and his work so he really tries to focus on the little things. He refills your tea when it’s empty. Covers you with a blanket when you fall asleep on the couch, taking an extra minute to watch your even breathing and kiss your hair. He holds your hand in the car and he always touches you as he walks by, just to remind you that he’s here even when he’s not able to be fully present. There are short handwritten notes left all over the house. Some practical like “grabbing milk after work” and some more intimate like the one left stuck to the lamp on your bedside table, “I’ll be thinking about you all day. Dinner tonight, making reservations. I love you, xx” 🖤

Every single first born daughter deserves a Choi Seungcheol.

cw; seuncheol x gn reader, mentions food, alludes to sexual content

imagine you wake up early on seungcheol's birthday, you watch him breathing softly in his deep sleep before you slip out of bed to make your way into the kitchen. still just wearing a pair of sleep shorts hidden by one of seungcheol's old shirts you get to work on making breakfast for him.

soon the sweet and savory smells reach the bedroom and seungcheol's nose as he turns over in bed reaching for you. his hand sliding over the sheets not finding you in your usual spot he groans before opening one eye. he takes in a deep breath of the scent of food instantly hearing his stomach react with a loud growl.

rolling out of bed, seungcheol pulls on a pair on sweatpants and a tank top before making his way to the kitchen. he can't help the small smirk that spreads across his face as he watches you placing more food on the table. pancakes, meats, eggs, and fruits already covering it make him shake his head.

"how much do you think i'm going to eat?" you jump slightly to his sudden appearance before turning to look at him as he stands leaning on the wall. his arms crossed, you can't help but smile to how handsome he looks with his hair all messy, that still sleepy look in his eyes.

"as much of it as you want. it's your birthday, you deserve a feast, and this is just one of 3 and I'm going to make you a cake later." seungcheol laughs into a groan before moving to grab you as you start to move back to the kitchen stopping you in your tracks as he pulls your back against his chest. you laugh as he presses kisses to the side of your neck.

"cheol! your food will get cold." he grins against your skin and walks backwards with you past the kitchen towards the table where the food is waiting. "oh don't you worry i'm going to eat. it's my birthday after all. shouldn't i pick the first course?"

you gasp when he moves you to the side of the table that doesn't have plates of food waiting to be eaten. seungcheol smirks as he lays you on the table and runs his hands along your thighs up towards your shorts. "it is your birthday..."

he nods biting his lip as you lift your hips as his fingers hook into the band of your shorts and panties pulling them down your legs before he drops them on the floor. "and what a wonderful way to start it off. i am such a lucky man."

Susan Sontag, from “Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963″

wonwoo would cup your face and gently attack your lips with pecks

im catfishing you all im actually dreamier and funnier and sillier and cuter and hotter and betterer and sexier and dreamier and more insane in person

dance for you || dino [18+]

pairings: dino x afab fem!reader

description: knowing valentine's day was coming up, you wanted to do something special considering it was your first valentine's day engaged to dino. you knew you had to think nontraditionally while still being traditional to the cliche holiday, and you came up with the perfect gift that you thought would pull the best reaction from him. all you had to do was figure out how to get something built into your home without him knowing...

inspired by 'dance for u' by beyonce (of course) but there're other songs included ;) also ignore the fact that its nowhere near valentines fdjfdnkfv

smut, minors dni

warnings below

deluxe version — jeon wonwoo

— Lover | c.sc (M)

a/n: First of all happy new year guysss(even tho I'm late) and secondly, it's hereee!!! The first installment of Sugar Spice and Everything Nice is here!! I'm so excited, goshh. This is my first time writing explicit smut so idk how good it was (lemme know, wink wonk). For me it was hard af like I had no idea it was so draining to write smut??💀 Lmao anyways. Tbh when I thought of doing a sugar daddy fic, the first member I could think of was Cheol. I mean- HES A LITERAL DILF OKAY, he has the looks, the money, everything so ofc I had to do my first ever sg fic centering him. I hope y'all have a great time reading this and anticipate Joshua and Jeonghan's story which will probably take another couple months to be posted, sorry! Happy reading and I'll see y'all in hell( I can't believe I wrote this WTF 😀)

Your ass hurts.

It hurts so bad that you feel like the skin has come off and it has been set on fire. But that pain doesn't even come close to the fear and anxiety you feel right now as you watch the godly handsome man glare at you, his eyes shooting fire towards you like laser beams. His secretary or assistant or something dabs away at the stain on his pristine dark blue suit jacket with extreme caution; careful not to spread the stain further. The stain you just gave him.

In your defense, it was accidental but you aren't totally guilt free. You were too busy daydreaming about the man; the one currently sending daggers your way, to notice he was getting up from his seat to take his leave. Somehow your clumsy, pathetic self lost her balance and ended up tossing all the hot coffee that you were about to serve another table on him- mainly his suit while you land ass first on the floor. You are truly thankful that the man was wearing his suit otherwise he would have been burned pretty bad and by now you would probably be on your way to jail for burning somebody.

“I know, but don’t say it.”

jeonghan x reader genre: angst; fluff word count: 3K

a/n: Hi lovelies! Here’s a Jeonghan fic that was inspired by two songs in particular: “Don’t Go Changing” by Ylona Garcia, and “Beg For You” by Charli XCX feat. Rina Sawayama and Vernon (particularly Vernon’s verse). Jeonghan and reader have sincere feelings for each other but things are complicated. That’s all. I hope you all enjoy and thanks for reading! :)) 

Watching Jeonghan sleep, you thought back to when you had last seen him before that night. It had been two weeks earlier, and it was a week before that time. Too long, you thought. But that was ok, or at least it had to be, because Jeonghan wasn’t your boyfriend. Admiring his peaceful state as his deep breaths filled the silence of the dimly lit room, you had to remind yourself of that. It didn’t matter that he let himself into your apartment just hours earlier with his own key, or that he had left a hoodie at your place weeks earlier that only left your closet when you wanted to wear it against your skin, and it didn’t even matter that he was naked and asleep in your bed, shrouded in floral sheets that smelled like you. He wasn’t your boyfriend, and things were complicated.

Dragging your gaze over his features, disbelief racked your brain as you processed his existence. It was unfair how pretty he was as he slept, mostly because you were certain you looked less than appealing in slumber, but also because he wasn’t really yours to admire. How dare he be so attractive sleeping in your bed and not be yours. He slept on his side, your comforter draped over his hips leaving just his torso bare for your appreciation. The smooth skin of his chest was tempting you to reach out and place your hand over his heart to feel it’s pulse. You loved the fact that he was alive. And he was there with you. Even if he wasn’t yours. Even if he wasn’t staying.

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100 good questions to ask your friends at 4:02 am when you can’t sleep (can also function as an asks list)

24 Hours With You

Lee Donghyuck/Haechan X Reader | Fluff, Smut, Domestic AU | 12K | NC-17

Summary: A 24-hour peek into the life you spend with your husband, Lee Donghyuck.

Warnings: slightly whipped, clingy husband!hyuck, independent and sassy!y/n, crude humor, endless sex jokes and overall cavity-inducing fluff with nasty smut (oral sex, unprotected sex, praising, slight dirty talk, bondage kink, breeding kink, possibly one of the filthiest sex scenes I’ve ever written) I’m so sorry about this

For my baby Roe @ssunholic​ who’s been taking care of me so patiently during my Attack on Titan depression stage. I love you baby, MWAH ❤️ 

07.02 am

The vibration of your phone slowly lures you out of your dream and you groan against your pillow. As it begins to ring, playing a song that you used to love but now grown to hate, your husband, Lee Donghyuck stirs on the other side of the bed.

“Turn it off,” he moans, voice husky and heavy with sleep. Sinking back into his pillow and pulling his bedcover up until it reaches his ear, he grumbles, “I hate that song.”

“It’s our wedding song. That you chose for our first dance.”

“Yeah, now it’s our alarm song and I hate it. Turn it off.”

“I’m trying.” After blindly reaching for your phone from underneath your pillow, you switched it off with a flick of your thumb. It was tempting to close your eyes again but your work starts in half an hour and with Donghyuck as your husband, you need to get up now or you’ll be late for sure.

Donghyuck turns around to meet your gaze, lying on his side with the bottom half of his face concealed by the blanket he shared with you.

“You’re pretty,” he murmured with droopy eyes.

“Can’t say the same about you,” you teased him, snuggling closer. “Your bed hair is—”

Donghyuck abruptly pushes you down, now settling himself on top of you with his knees placed on each side of your hips. “Let me help,” he says, eyes twinkling in mischief. “The word you’re looking for is cute.” You smiled into the kiss, your fingers naturally find their way to the silver necklace that dangles from his neck, but when he parts his lips to deepen the kiss—

“Eew, morning breath!” You smack your palm against his face. “Brush your—what are you doing?”

Donghyuck is now grinding his teeth against the skin of your neck, his hands slipping underneath your shirt, pressing flat against your stomach. He’s so warm—he’s always warm—and every touch he paints on your skin is both comforting and provoking. 

Before long, his hands find their way to your breasts, cupping each one fully with his palm. “Good morning, girls,” he giggles, squeezing them without permission and you exaggeratedly roll your eyes, faking annoyance when in fact, you find him to be disgustingly cute whenever he does that.

“Hyuck.”

“Hmm?”

You try not to make any encouraging noises when he drags his hand down to your thigh, urging you to wrap your legs around his waist. “Hyuck…” Your protest turns weak when you feel his mouth peppering open-mouthed kisses down your neck, his tongue tasting your skin. “We have to get ready for work.”

He hums, pressing his hips down to meet yours. “Just give me ten minutes.”

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omg thank you so much for 2k notes, you guys 😭😭😭

“I don’t remember anything. It’s so unfair to me, because I like you so much! And yet, I can’t remember anything.” “From now on, I’ll make sure that you never forget.”