#*wjh

[angelwoozi]

1:08 am | jun

junhui x reader (afab) ; smut (18+) ; est relationship ; 672 words ; warnings : soft, penetrative unprotected sex (stay safe !!)

— jun wakes up in the middle of the night with you beside him, and things heat up real quick as your boyfriend shows you how needy he is.

loll this was very sudden and i know i just posted yesterday but um yeah, here is jun fucking you deep and slow in the middle of the night hehe!

You part your lips in a silent moan as Jun thrusts inside you, deeply and slowly. His forearms are beside your head, and his lips are on your jaw.

The feeling of his tongue on your skin has you gasping for breath, and you wrap your legs around his waist. The sheets rustle a little as he pulls out, just keeping the tip of his cock inside your cunt, and then thrusts again – sweetly, taking his time.

It is the middle of the night, and the digital clock on your bedside table shows the time— 1:08 am. Jun had woken you up with soft kisses on your cheek, as you had snuggled into him. The innocent kisses had soon turned into a heavy makeout session and you both had given into the heat, which had led to you ending up under him, with his cock inside you.

"You are so hot," he groans and you rake your hands down his clothed torso, stopping at the hem of his sweater. You push it up and feel his pecs under your hand, moaning into his lips.

"You are hotter." you exclaim and he snorts, his breath on your skin hotter than anticipated. He straightens up, his torso no longer leaning against yours as he grabs your hips and fucks into you.

There are no loud shouts, or cries– your whimpers are soft, and your head is tipped back, even on the mattress with your neck up and eyes screwed shut. His thumbs dig into the skin of your hips, easily pushing your shirt upwards with every thrust.

"Jun," you moan out and your plea is answered with a low groan as he rocks his hips more steadily, easily bringing you near to your orgasm.

You open your eyes to see his head tipped back and eyes closed, his eyebrows set in concentration and lips parted– if only slightly. The sight alone has you gasping for breath and you spread your legs wider, trying to lift your hips from him and him only.

It's as if on cue that your boyfriend leans over your body and extends his hand to grab a pillow from by your side, knowing what you are trying to do. You hiss slowly as his cock goes deeper with his movement, and he sighs your name, his hand shaking a little as he straightens up again– a hold on your hips, and one on the pillow.

"Lift your hips, baby." and you obey, because why not?

He places the pillow under your hips, allowing himself better leverage, just to fuck you quicker and deeper. Your fists grab the sheets as your body moves upward with each snap of his hips, your moans louder now.

"Y/N," he moans and you drown in his voice. Like a pathetic goner, falling deeper every second of every day. Your body shakes with pleasure, your parted, folded legs trembling with pleasure as you find yourself almost coming.

"I, I am-"

"I know, baby. Relax, you can let go." he whispers, a quiet word– and you immediately come around his cock lodged deep inside you. He helps you slowly ride out the wave but all you can register is how hot your skin feels under his touch, and how wasted you feel. You close your eyes and screw your face in a moan, and all the while you still feel his cock thrusting into you, sloppy but quick.

"You are so tight, Y/N!" he exclaims and not even a minute later halts his motion and spills into you, the feeling of his cum coating your walls making you roll your eyes back and panting heavily. You moan out his name and he almost crashes on your form, his face pressed in the crook of your neck and body leaned over yours.

It's with a kiss to your neck that the small, soft, sexcapade ends– only for Jun to later pull you into him and have you sleep the sweetest of sleeps in his arms.

🕯️bare and unedited. i would love any and every kind of feedback, be it through comments, reblogs or asks !! thankyou for reading 🤍

© angelwoozi. do not repost.

#jun smut #jun #junhui smut #svthub #wen junhui #svt smut #seventeen smut #seventeen #svt #moon junhui #jun x reader #jun x you #wjh #junhui x you #junhui x reader #jun imagines #jun scenarios #k labels #kflixnet

[valenhui]

[ 8:43pm ]

pairing: wen junhui x reader

genre: hurt/comfort, fluff, established relationship

wc: 800 and then some

warning(s): gender-neutral!reader, rusty writing (my bad), jun calls reader ‘love’ once, that’s about it really

notes: my first piece of writing here hello :o i hope you enjoy this little drabble in the meantime while i work on a longer full length oneshot. edited: 06/12/23

Junhui knew you better than you’d like to admit.

Having met by pure chance during your sophomore year of college, he had refused to leave your side—or life, rather—after breaking down the walls you had built up so high to protect yourself from the uncertainty of the world. 

He had sheltered you from the crumbling rubble and proved, time and time again, that he’d be there for you no matter the circumstances. He’s never done anything to make you believe otherwise and he knows that—he reminds himself of that—but it doesn’t provide much aid when he realizes you have been succumbing to the harsher side of your mind and he only just realized it. A part of him blames himself for not being more aware of the signs and being too caught up on work but he doesn’t dwell on his guilt for long. Not when he met your gaze from the kitchen island as you closed the door behind you and he saw the look of utter defeat on your face and he understood. Neither of you said anything–there was no need–and yet the silence surrounding you was so loud. You wished it was actually noisy, wished you could go unnoticed by everyone and everything but you couldn’t, because through a single glance, you had already told Jun everything. 

Your bag fell to the ground with a thud as you began stepping in his direction only for him to close the distance between you two before you could take another step. He doesn’t even waste a second before pulling you towards him and letting you bury your face into his chest as his arms wrapped around you. It was only then that you finally allowed yourself to fall apart, sobs wrecking through your body as Jun brought a hand up to hold the back of your head. 

“I’ve got you, love.” He cooed while stroking your hair as his free hand held you closer to his chest. “I’m here now, I’ve got you.” 

He repeated the words softly, contrasting the strong—but comforting—hold he held you in. It was almost as if he was scared that you’d fall apart if he let you go even an inch but when he remembered the look of defeat painted across your face, he held you a bit tighter anyways and closed his eyes as he dropped his head into the crook of your neck. 

The two of you remained like that for a while, him whispering soft reassurances against your skin while you buried your face into his shirt, your hands balled up into fists clutching the sides of it as he held you. By the time you had calmed down, a majority of your body weight was leaning against him and in a softer scenario, he would’ve laughed. But this wasn’t one of those times. Instead, he supported your weight and asked if you’d like to go to bed, when your response in the form of a silent nod came, he pressed a kiss to the top of your head and carried you in the direction of the bedroom. Before you even reached the bed however, Jun had taken you to the bathroom where he helped you wash your face—kissing at your cheeks where the salt had turned the skin red and irritated—and helped you change out of your outdoor clothes into one of his shirts.

When he finally brought you to bed, he wasted no time in wrapping the blanket around you and making sure you were comfortable, missing the way your brows slightly furrowed when you noticed he wasn’t actually under the covers with you. As he went to leave the bed, your hand had grabbed onto his wrist and was gently tugging him back. He glanced down at the sight and smiled before leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead, then lips, and saying he’s just going to turn off the lights, squeezing your hand reassuringly before you reluctantly let it go. 

You watch as he first pulls the blinds shut before turning to switch off the light then finally coming back to bed as promised. He’s still adjusting the blanket to cover you both when you suddenly latch onto him, burying your face against his chest as he finally manages to fix the covers and is wrapping his own arms around you.

“I love you.” He says, though it’s mumbled as he presses a kiss on the top of your head. He repeats it again, soft but clearer this time, and he smiles as you nuzzle closer to him. 

A beat passes and suddenly, “Jun?” 

He hums in response, glancing down to see you looking up at him looking a little more relaxed. He bites back a small smile though it is no use when you say those four words back that has his heart fluttering every time he hears it: “I love you too.” 

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[hanniedream]

jun being a supporter of hoshi's tiger agenda 🧡

bonus:

the way his eyes widened when he heard "tiger"

the end product:

#they're so cute i love them #jun #junhui #wjh #hoshi #ksy #seventeen #svt

[froghwon]

some guy vs. jun

#svtsource #svtcreations #svtdaily #svt #seventeen #mingyu #seungkwan #junhui #vicsedits #bsk #kmg #wjh #seungkwan is no. 1 huihui #idk what else gyu thought was gonna happen lmao

[maldito-arbol]

Call Me The One Chapter 9: Black Water

Summary: Anne wakes up

Guys I’m STOKED beyond STOKED for this one. It’s one of my favorites

Got a few arts n doodles for it too, including the last one which I’ve been holding onto for two years! *eye twitches* im FINE.

#anne boonchuy #marcy wu #amphibia #fanfiction #fanfic #cmto #mal arts #mal writes #CMTO 9 #WJH

[peachpaws0]

did you know??? We’re just Human is a thing??? That exists???? I’m gonna chew off all my limbs about this @maldito-arbol @thatone-highlighter @lellu

#Amphibia #heart #king andrias #andrias leviathan #wjh #leif plantar #barrel the brave #the core #Gem trio #Ancestor trio #My art #Witney #strength

[moonsjun]

that one part in march...

© sugar & spice

#seventeen #svtgifs #svtcreations #junhui #jun #be the sun #q.gif #wjh #wjh.gif #*giffed with permission! #wiping my tears i'm so proud of him

[himbocoups]

JUN???!!!??!€!!!!><?!!

#💬 #wjh

[eoieopda]

wen junhui, rolling up topless — then in a translucent, red pvc trench — then in tartan pants and a beret.

#god DAMN IT #he raided my closet and looks better in ALL OF IT #i am so…… #🫠 #JUNHUI #‼️ #WEN JUNHUI #🚨 #WHAT HAVE YOU DONE #☠️ #JUN #😵‍💫 #ANSWER FOR YOUR CRIMES YOU #PSYCHO #😠 #svt #wjh

[wondernus]

Wen junhui wen junhui wen junhdueisn wnehd junguie wen fjufnisn xjcjw91kz

N. COWKKWXM x sjwjmxmx

OMG SNCJSBSKAK i was looking through my camera roll and I found a bunch of jun photos I saved n forgot about so i share with you :3

#💌 ━ replies #FROM! - userwoosan #TOPIC! - wjh #wjh #🤠 ━ moots

[thatone-highlighter]

you know what fuck it. Posts obscure inside joke art

#Love hate relationship with this drawing. Why is it so good why does its hair LOOK SO GOOD #Gonna continue to draw in this style for the foreseeable future it slaps so hard #Tree Man Posts #Duck draws #wjh #strength #mailman strength my beloved #Discord besties this is what happens when nobody responds to me in the art chat

[pepperonidk]

JUN OH MY GOD

i have not been able to pick my jaw up off the floor, gravity is working so hard rn i am on my fucking knees wen junhui

the crop tops were not a spoiler they were a god damn warning 🧍🏻‍♂️how am i supposed to move on from this jun

STREAM LIMBO RN

ignore me i keep replaying the first 5 seconds

#i am quivering #shaking #i am literally about to combust #I WANT TO HEAR YOUR VOICE???? KNOW WHAT I MEAN??? #jun i can’t fucking do this right now #wjh #limbo

[valenhui]

“for old times sake” + performance unit

scenarios with svt’s performance unit based off of this post. cws: angst lmao, some angst some fluff—mainly bittersweet, non idol!au, gender-neutral!reader (no pronouns mentioned), unedited.

jun: you’re at a wedding, not yours or his, but you’re both there and almost everything is like what you both once dreamed of—but it’s not for you or him.

you saw him when he arrived hours before but only acknowledged eachother with a quick nod before resuming whatever you had been doing prior. it isnt until couples are filling the dance floor as soft music plays through the speakers that he finally approaches you. or did you approach him? perhaps you met eachother halfway, neither of you seem to really mind.

its been so long since you’ve last seen him. you had both come to the agreement that a relationship wasn’t possible. not yours at least. your paths were leading you both two separate ways and while there are—and have been—occasions where your paths briefly intertwine, it would not last. despite the mutual decision you both came to four years, you still haven’t moved on to somebody new. and with the way he held and guided you so gently out to the dance floor, it appears like he hasn’t either.

“for old times sake,” he had reasoned when you looked at him confusingly at his offer of a dance. “this was once our dream, no?”

it was. from the venue to the season down to the song for the first dance, this wedding had been what the two of you once hoped to experience at your own wedding one day. you hope in another life, somehow, the circumstances were better.

“for old times sake.” you repeat after him, allowing yourself to savour the moment instead of dwelling over what once was and what could’ve been. what’s done has been done and you both knew deep down, it wouldn’t have worked in the way you would’ve liked no matter how hard you tried. not in this life at least, so while the chance is there, you hold onto him just a little tighter—as he does to you—and lose yourself to the rhythm of what could’ve been.

hoshi: “soonyoung?” your voice is groggy from sleep, eyes barely even open as your prop yourself up on your elbow with the phone to your ear.

the line is silent for a brief moment, save for some shuffling, before you finally hear his voice. “y/n hey, did i wake you?”

if you were even half awake, you would’ve shot him a sarcastic remark but you were far too exhausted right now so you figured simply agreeing with him would be easiest.

oh how wrong you were.

when he finally ended the call with a quick “thank you so much, i’m about twenty minutes away right now. i’ll text you when i’m there.” your head hit the pillow once again and just as you were about to fall into sleeps embtace once again, his words finally registered in your mind and you nearly shot out of bed at the realization.

unfortunately for you, he was already on his way to your apartment and the guilt would eat you alive if you were to suddenly turn him down when he had called asking if he could crash at your place. tapping your phone, you groaned at the reflected time: 2:37am.

might as well get up, he’ll be here soon anyways. you thought to yourself as you slowly got up from the comfort of your bed, already missing the warmth you so desperately wanted to crawl back into.

heading to the the kitchen, you got yourself a glass of water and decided to sit by the island until you got his text. in the silence, you could hear the soft pitter patter of rain outside your window and you wondered what could’ve possibly happened for him to have called you out of all people asking to spend the night. typically you don’t crash at your ex’s place after a breakup.

i’m here! you read the text and smile as you hear the soft shuffling outside your front door.

“hey.” he greets you warmly when you open the door. his jacket is soaked but he shakes off the excess water before stepping foot into your apartment and you silently thank him for the action before closing the door behind him.

“do you need to take a shower?” you asked and he shook his head.

“it’s fine really, just need a place to spend the night. i won’t stay long, promise.” he says and you wonder if it’s the exhaustion that says it’d be fine if he did. the drawer filled with his clothes still remain anyways.

“thank you, i’ll be fine. go back to sleep, i’m sorry for waking you.” he’s gently pushing you towards the direction of your bedroom but you only move an inch before you’re turning back towards him with a small frown. “what?”

“i cant let you sleep on the couch.”

“then the ground.”

“soonyoung!”

he bites back a grin, only adding fuel to your slightly annoyance that he only finds adorable.

“come,” you give him no time to protest before grabbing his hand and guiding him towards to your room. “i’ll get you a blanket.”

he stands awkwardly by your bed after taking off a few layers, leaving him in only a t-shirt and pair of sweatpants while you rummage through your closet for a spare blanket. you hand it to him with a nod before getting back to bed, your exhausting weighing heavy as you fight sleep just long enough to watch him crawl onto the bed with you, leaving a noticeable distance between you two.

a smile makes its way to your lips but sleep seems to reach you quicker as a quiet “night soonie.” reaches his ears and despite having lived in this apartment with you some time ago, it feels awfully new now that the two of you are no longer together. everything seems unfamiliar now, yet this feels oddly nostalgic.

“y/n?” he calls softly, watching as you mumbled something he couldn’t quite make out in response. the only coherent thing he could catch was his name before you’re suddenly inching closer to him making his hold his breath.

“y/n.” he tries again to no avail, seeing as you’re now nearly curled up against his chest. despite having asked for a place to sleep for the night, he finds it difficult to even try falling asleep when his mind is struggling to process what is happening and what he should do. he didn’t want to overstep but he also feared possibly waking you up again if he tried to get you to roll back onto the opposite side of your bed.

it also didn’t help that you looked so peaceful like this.

i’ll be gone be gone before sunrise. he eventually told himself. he would be gone before you woke up and neither of you would have to worry about what happened. it would be like he was never here in the first place.

closing his eyes, he selfishly allowed himself to savour moment as your soft breaths lulled him to sleep.

“for old times sake.” he told himself. he would be home by sunrise, and the two of you would go back to being strangers.

now if only he had actually left before sunrise.

minghao: “oh my bad,” your voice startles the man sitting idly on the swing. “i thought no one would be here, i didn’t- i should go-”

he calls your name as you begin to turn around. you’ve forgotten how it sounds rolling off his tongue.

“yeah?” you turn towards him, and when you do, he’s gesturing to the empty swing seat beside him and you know deep down you should just leave, you need to get over him and while avoiding him isn’t necessarily the smartest thing, it’s easier than fighting to not fall for him all over again. but then he’s flashing you that charming smile and reasoning that it’s “for old times sake” and you find it hard to say no to him. it always has—but somehow not when he first brought up the idea of ending it. you push the thought to the back of your mind for now. and so, despite your head screaming at you to turn around and walk back home, you find yourself sitting on a swing set beside minghao as he listens to you talk about the stars up in the sky.

you were hesitant at first, only briefly making small talk before he curiously asked about a particular constellation it’s the first one you ever showed him. there’s a fond expression on his face as looks at you—distracted and all too consumed by the stars above—that hasn’t seemed to disappear even after your relationship came to an end.

he wonders, sometimes, if the stars remembered when he’d bring you to this park every night when you were younger, listening closely as you talked about whatever it was that was currently on your mind. he wonders if they remembered watching the two of you; reckless, young, but oh so inlove with one another. he wonders if they remember how many nights he's sat here, heart aching in his hands as he wished for anything that could make him yours again.

they do remember, and perhaps it is out of pity that tonight, the stars seem to shine brighter as if allow you the moment you’ve relived so many times in your youth. for old times sake.

dino: your friends weren’t good at being subtle. or at least you hoped they were trying to be subtle.

your relationship with chan had ended two years ago and despite choosing to still remain friends, it was evident that your friends seemed to believe that there was still a chance of relighting that old flame. perhaps they weren’t wrong.

“it looks like its going to be just us.” chan said when he realized that the rest of your friends had already paired up whilst in line, leaving the two of you left as the ferris wheel operator motioned for the two of you to get on. he flashed you a small smile, almost apologetic, as he extended a hand out for you to take.

glancing up at the pods your friends now occupied, you shot them a scowl before hastily taking his hand and getting into the pod of your own. his hand still in yours even after you’ve both even seated and the ride started. you didn’t notice until he readjusted his hand so that your fingers were now intertwined and you looked down at your hands in slight horror.

he simply gave you a smile before turning to look out at the shoreline. “for old times sake.” he said, referencing to your first ‘date’ where nearly the same situation had happened. the only difference between them and now was that at the top of the ferris wheel chan had finally confessed after months of claiming to be ‘just friends’. this time, he only holds onto your hand tightly, squeezing it almost reassuringly while avoiding your gaze altogether.

“chan?”

his expression was soft when he looked at you, the devotion he still holds for you practically leaking out as he hummed in acknowledgment at your call.

“nothing.” you replied, giving his hand a squeeze. he smiled in return.

for old times sake.

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[hanniedream]

#sobbing at how good all of them look #scoups #seungcheol #csc #jeonghan #yjh #joshua #hjs #jun #junhui #wjh #hoshi #ksy #wonwoo #jww #woozi #ljh #seventeen #svt

[seoksoonhoon]

96Z 4/4 GATHERED

#윙크.... #96z #wjh #ksy #ljh #jww

[maldito-arbol]

Call Me The One Chapter 8: The Bugboy, The Blind Man, and the Ballistic Sister

Summary: Dear friends who were once close are forced to reckon with each other’s mistakes.

Hey friends! The art for this chapter contains SPOILERS! So if you wanna hop right in blind, click the link and read first, come back and see the art after. If not, you can continue on to view the art! I’m actually super proud of this piece :^)

#amphibia #fanfic #fanfiction #captain beatrix #captain bufo #captain aldo #mal writes #mal arts #CMTO #CMTO 8 #WJH #it’s finally here!!! what has it been? a year?? im going to pass tf out