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[bluejeanstrash]

pt. 2 | pt. 3

tags: vampire! seventeen x human reader, 18+, mdni, dubcon, mind control, oral (m receiving), mentions of a gangbang, hardcore humiliation and degradation (verbal and physical)

seungcheol’s hand twists around your hair, grabbing a fistful of it to pull you off his cock. ‘stick your tongue out for me’ he cooes. you feel quick steady taps against your wet tongue and immediately you can tell it’s not his cock anymore. who is it today?

you don’t have time to dwell on that thought as seungcheol shoves your head forward, the cock sliding into your mouth as you hear a low satisfied groan. this man, whoever he was, was much more unforgiving than seungcheol, and you can feel it in the way he uses your mouth — like it’s not attached to the rest of you.

it’s not long before you feel your jaw ache and you start slacking, barely putting in any effort into pleasuring him.

‘tch, is this how we treat our guests? i know you can do better than that’ seungcheol chides, disappointed in you.

you hear the man zip up before he bends down, now eye-level with you. ‘open your mouth’ he speaks with an unexpected low drawl that makes your toes curl. he pushes his thumb inside your mouth, the coldness of it making you shiver, and the shiver making your nipples hard. faintly, you hear someone laugh. the man goes deeper, probing further and further until you finally gag.

‘are you tired?’ he questions and you shake your head no. ‘it’s okay if you are’ something tells you not to admit to that.

‘i’m not tired’ you say aloud, immediately regretting it, and a second later feel a sharp sting across your face ‘i don’t remember giving you permission to speak to me’

‘wonwoo, you’re scaring her’ you hear someone hum and you freeze, your blood curdling. he’s here again.

‘am i?’ icy fingers grip onto your blindfold, yanking them off as your eyes try to adjust to the darkness, and when his silhouette becomes sharper you almost gasp — inches away from you is one of the most beautiful vampires you’ve ever seen. it’s blinding beauty and it feels like if you look at him too long you’ll lose your mind; so you drop your gaze to the floor.

‘am i scaring you?’ he asks and you shake your head again.

‘see, she’s not scared’ he turns around to tell them. ‘them’ are the familiar figures that sit at the back, hidden in the shadows. you still don’t know their names — you’re left so mindfucked each time you can barely remember a thing. they all come and go, most don’t even touch you, they just want to watch a human being toyed with.

‘you know-’ he turns back to you ‘-i don’t really care for humans but i have to admit i do like how nice and warm they feel when i fuck them’ he runs two fingers down your neck. ‘and he’ his eyes flicker to seungcheol and back ‘tells me you’re a really good slut. tells me you begged to live so you could become one’

‘so, if you can’t even do that properly then there’s no point keeping you alive’ he whispers, pushing his sharp nails into the throbbing pulse in your neck.

‘that’s enough’ seungcheol steps forward.

a snarky little smile pulls at wonwoo’s lips ‘why? have you grown attached to your pet?’ he mocks, attempting to rile him up.

‘now now, let’s not fight in front of the human’ you hear him again, a shiver running down your spine. you remember the last time he was here — him and the other one took turns with you for hours. it was brutal. so why does your pussy throb thinking about it?

you hear his sadistic hum echo off the stone walls as he tugs at the chain that’s attached to you. he drags you towards him, watching you crawl across the floor to where he’s sitting.

‘i hope we didn’t ruin the mood for you’

you say nothing.

‘did we?’ you know from experience there’s no right answer here. ‘yes? no?’ he pushes, itching for you to answer.

‘jeonghan, i think you’re the one that’s scaring her’ someone laughs and you feel your blood curdle for the second time. the other one is here too.

your pulse picks up, your heart beating through your chest a million times a minute. you try to calm yourself down but it refuses to steady. are you scared? excited? both?

‘ooh, i think she likes you joshua. can you hear that? her heart is beating so fast’ jeonghan tattles like a snotty kid revealing your crush to the class.

‘aww, you like me? come here’ jeonghan drops the chain as you turn to joshua. he claps his hands calling you towards him like a dog. you crawl to him, the cold stone under you bruising your knees; but every time you get closer, joshua takes one step back. you can hear hushed snickers from the audience as he does it again and again, taking longer strides each time.

‘joshua, her knees’ seungcheol warns. he hated bruises on his human pets.

‘okay, okay, i won’t tease anymore’ he stops, letting you reach him.

‘now let's not forget our manners. when you greet someone you should bow. i’ll go first’ he bows to you, causing jeonghan to chuckle. that sick laugh triggers memories of last time. these two played off each other's energy constantly — when one laughed, so did the other; when one was cruel, the other followed. they were so in sync, right down to the way they fucked you.

‘now you go!’

you bend, bowing low, feeling hot humiliation burn through your body.

‘lower’ he lifts his foot up and places it on your back, pressing down till you can’t bow any further. ‘how polite’ he smiles a smile that reaches his eyes.

‘see, we have such an obedient slut here, so why are you wasting time fighting?’ jeonghan taps his nails on the armrest before letting out a long sigh ‘now someone please fuck her, i’m bored’

‘get up’ joshua pulls you up by the chain. ‘choose!' he points around the room 'who do you want to fuck the most? we’ll start off with them'

you look around, your eyes drawn to wonwoo. it’s almost hypnotic the way you feel compelled to look at him. your body wants him…and so does your mind? there’s a voice repeating his name in your head that you're sure doesn't belong to you.

joshua’s eyes follow yours ‘how interesting..’

‘well, wonwoo’ he lets go of the chain as it hits the floor with a resounding clang ‘she’s all yours’

wonwoo smirks, walking over. behind him you see seungcheol’s face sour, his eyebrows pulled together.

wonwoo walks leisurely, a warm wetness spreading between your legs as he practically devours you with his eyes on the way.

the closer he gets, the more you realise just how tall he is. his lean frame towers over you as he grabs your jaw making you look up at him. under his rough grip he can feel it all — your blood rushing, your rhythmic pulse, the heat of your skin — you feel so alive and that makes him so hard.

he takes his thumb rubbing it across your plump lips and then without warning pricks you, immediately licking away the blood that oozes out ‘fuck, you’re delicious’ he mutters against your lips. he glances back to see seungcheol has taken a silent step forward and rolls his eyes.

‘well’ he says, pushing you down to your knees ‘i hope for your sake you fuck as good as you taste’ he unzips his pants, pulling out his cock and stroking himself as you see him lick his lips again desperate for another taste of your sweet blood.

‘go on, what are you waiting for? open your fucking mouth’

god, you’re in for a really hard night.

#a drabble for a daydream i had #also i know the vampires aren’t historically accurate i simply wrote them to be cruel and hot :) #wonwoo smut #wonwoo x reader #jeonghan smut #jeonghan x reader #joshua smut #joshua x reader #seungcheol smut #seungcheol x reader #seventeen smut #seventeen au #seventeen vampires #seventeen x reader #svt smut #svt x reader

[hoshifighting]

hi I j wanna say ur works make my day a lot !! anyway, I was thinking of: oc lives w ot13 and it was a hot day; oc decides to use ice cubes for her own needs until (one? two?) members walk in on her room... something like that idk !! (again I love ur works sm)

Synopsis: During a hot summer day, you had the idea of playing with some ice cubes, but you just didn't count that Jeonghan and Seungcheol would show up at your door in the middle of the act.

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: Threesome, smut, a brief appearance of Joshua, blowjob, doggy style, penetrative sex, oral w ice cubes (f. receiving), squirting, cum eating, ass slapping, clit stimulation and etc.

Reader x Seungcheol x Jeonghan

The heat of the day seemed to permeate every corner of the house, leaving you feeling hot and restless. With the other members out of the house, you found yourself alone, with nothing but your own desires to keep you company.

Seeking relief from the oppressive heat, you made your way to the kitchen, grabbing a cup and filling it with ice cubes. As you returned to your room, you discarded your clothes with haste, feeling the cool air against your skin as you stripped down to nothing.

With the ice cubes in hand, you settled onto the bed, the coolness of the cubes sending a shiver down your spine as you trailed them over your heated flesh. The sensation was both exhilarating and soothing, the contrast between the icy cold and the warmth of your body sending waves of pleasure coursing through you.

You couldn't help but moan softly as you pressed the ice cube against your clit, the shock of the cold against your sensitive skin making you gasp in pleasure. With each gentle touch, you felt yourself growing increasingly aroused, the heat of the day melting away as you focused solely on the cool, refreshing sensation between your legs.

Closing your eyes, you allowed yourself to lose control, surrendering to the pleasure as you circled the ice cube over your clit, feeling the delicious ache building within you. 

Your heart skipped a beat as you felt the presence of someone else in the room, and when you opened your eyes, the sight that greeted you nearly made you jump out of your skin. There, standing in the doorway, were Seungcheol and Jeonghan, their eyes wide with shock as they took in the scene before them.

Panic surged through you as you realized that you had been caught in the act, your body still thrumming with arousal as you lay there, naked and exposed. Hastily, you tossed the melting ice cube aside, grabbing a pillow to cover yourself as you demanded to know what they were doing there.

Seungcheol and Jeonghan stepped into the room, their expressions dark with lust as they took in the sight before them. Your cheeks burned with embarrassment, but the throbbing need between your legs drowned out any sense of shame.

"What's going on here?" Seungcheol's voice was low and husky, sending shivers down your spine as he approached the bed.

You bit your lip nervously, feeling a surge of arousal coursing through you at the sight of them both standing there, their desire evident in the way they looked at you. "I-I can explain," you stammered, feeling utterly exposed beneath their intense scrutiny.

But before you could say anything else, Jeonghan stepped forward, his eyes burning with hunger as he reached out to brush a strand of hair away from your flushed face. "No need to explain," he murmured, his voice low and husky with desire. "We're here to help you with that throbbing pussy of yours."

Seungcheol nodded in agreement, his eyes dark with desire as he moved to stand beside Jeonghan. "We can't just leave you like this," he added, his voice rough with arousal.

As Jeonghan's lips crashed against yours, his hand tightening around your throat, you were completely lost in the sensation of his tongue dueling with yours. The intensity of his kiss consumed you, drowning out everything else until all that existed was the heat between you.

But just as you were about to lose yourself completely in the kiss, you felt Seungcheol's touch between your legs, his mouth descending on your clit with a surprising coolness that sent shivers down your spine. The sensation was electrifying, the contrast between the heat of Jeonghan's kiss and the icy touch of Seungcheol's mouth sending waves of pleasure coursing through you.

With a gasp, you tore yourself away from Jeonghan's lips, your eyes widening in shock as you felt the ice cube inside Seungcheol's mouth. The sensation was overwhelming, the coldness against your sensitive flesh sending you spiraling into ecstasy.

"Seungcheol!" you cried out, your hips bucking uncontrollably as you struggled to process the overwhelming pleasure coursing through you. But even as you tried to pull away, Jeonghan's grip on your throat only tightened, his laughter mingling with dirty talk as he teased you mercilessly.

eonghan chuckled at your reaction, his grip on your throat tightening slightly as he leaned in close, his breath hot against your ear. "What's wrong, baby?" he murmured, his voice dripping with arousal. "Can't handle a little cold with your pussy?"

You whimpered in response, the sensations overwhelming your senses as Seungcheol continued to work his magic between your legs. "P-please," you begged, your voice barely above a whisper as you gripped Jeonghan's wrist, the pleasure bordering on unbearable.

Jeonghan's laughter only intensified as he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered, "You're so desperate for it, aren't you? So eager to cum for us." His words sent a shiver of excitement down your spine, your hips bucking against Seungcheol's mouth in response.

Seungcheol glanced up at you from under, a mischievous glint in his eyes. With a smirk, he opened his mouth to reveal that the ice cube had melted entirely, the chilly sensation now replaced by the warmth of his mouth.

As Seungcheol turned you around, your breath caught in your throat as you felt the undeniable heat of his arousal pressing against your ass. With a playful grin, he positioned you on all fours, causing your ass to jiggle enticingly against his throbbing cock.

Meanwhile, Jeonghan settled in front of you, his own arousal on full display as he pulled his cock out for you to suck. The sight of him, so close and so eager, sent a surge of desire coursing through you, and without hesitation, you leaned forward to take him into your mouth.

As you sucked Jeonghan's cock eagerly, your hands fumbling with his shirt as you bobbed your head, Seungcheol watched from behind, his own arousal growing with each passing moment. He admired the way you focused on giving Jeonghan pleasure, your lips wrapped around his cock in a sloppy, eager embrace.

Unable to resist any longer, Seungcheol pressed his cock inside you, the sensation of your tightness engulfing him making him groan with pleasure. You moaned loudly around Jeonghan's cock as Seungcheol filled you up, the dual sensations overwhelming your senses.

Seungcheol couldn't help but feel a surge of pleasure at the sound of your moans, the way you tightened around him driving him wild with desire. Meanwhile, Jeonghan bit his lip, his eyebrows furrowing in pleasure as he felt the vibrations of your moans reverberating around his cock.

As Seungcheol began to dirty talk, his words sending shivers down your spine, he couldn't resist giving your ass a firm slap, the sharp sting mingling with the pleasure coursing through your body. You whimpered in response, the sensation overwhelming as Seungcheol's cock continued to pound into you relentlessly.

But even as you were lost in the throes of pleasure, you couldn't ignore the desperate pleas of Jeonghan, his cock twitching in your hand as he begged for you to continue sucking him. With a determined groan, you took him back into your mouth, your head spinning with the dizzying sensation of pleasure.

Meanwhile, Seungcheol continued to slam his cock into your swollen pussy, the sensation of his thrusts hitting just the right spot making you see stars. You whimpered and moaned around Jeonghan's cock, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through him as he arched his back in ecstasy.

"Fuck, you're so good with your mouth," Seungcheol groaned, his voice husky with desire as he continued to pound into you. "But you're even better with that tight little pussy of yours. I love the way you clench around me, begging for more."

Jeonghan moaned in agreement, his fingers tangling in your hair as he thrust gently into your mouth. "Yeah, baby," he gasped, his voice strained with pleasure. "Keep sucking me just like that. I'm so close, I'm gonna cum soon."

As you felt the familiar tingling sensation building in the pit of your stomach, you knew you were on the brink of orgasm. With a pop, you released Jeonghan's cock from your mouth, warning him that you were about to cum. Then, without hesitation, you took him back into your mouth, determined to finish what you had started.

Meanwhile, Seungcheol continued to pound into you relentlessly, his cock driving you to new heights of pleasure with each thrust. You felt the pressure building inside you, the waves of ecstasy threatening to consume you completely.

And then, it happened. With a loud cry of pleasure, you felt your orgasm wash over you, the intense pleasure coursing through your body as you squirted uncontrollably onto the sheets below. Seungcheol watched in awe as you came undone beneath him, his cock throbbing with pleasure at the sight.

Beside you, Jeonghan couldn't hold back any longer, the sight of you squirting pushing him over the edge as he came hard, his release coating the back of your throat as you swallowed eagerly, moaning around his cock as you continued to ride out the waves of pleasure.

As you looked over your shoulder at Seungcheol, you could see the hunger in his eyes, the raw desire that burned within him. With a wicked grin, you teased him, knowing full well the effect you had on him.

"Fuck," he cursed, his voice dripping with lust as he watched you with hungry eyes. "You're such a fucking tease."

His words sent a shiver down your spine, the raw desire in his voice only fueling your own arousal. You watched as he took his cock in hand, his movements desperate and frantic as he stroked himself to the brink of release.

And then, with a guttural groan, he came hard, his hot cum painting your ass and back in thick, sticky ropes. You moaned in pleasure at the sensation, feeling the warmth of his release spreading over your skin as you rode out the aftershocks of your orgasm.,

As the three of you flinched in unison at the unexpected voice, your eyes widened in shock and disbelief. Seungcheol and Jeonghan shared worried glances, their expressions mirroring your own sense of panic.

"What the actual fuck?" the voice exclaimed again, this time closer. You turned to see Joshua standing in the doorway, his eyes wide with surprise and confusion.

You tried to think of something to say, but the words caught in your throat as you struggled to come up with an explanation for what he had just witnessed. Seungcheol and Jeonghan looked equally at a loss for words, their mouths hanging open in shock.

Finally, Joshua broke the tense silence with a bemused expression. "You didn't even call me?" he said, his tone laced with amusement. "I thought we were supposed to be a team."

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[yxlnst]

SEVENTEEN MEMBERS REACTION WHEN A CASHIER FLIRTS/HARASSES YOU INFRONT OF THEM

🎀 : FLUFF

🧸 : Them as your boyfriend

🧸 - - - - - - - - - - - 🎀 - - - - - - - - - - - - - 🧸

S.Coups

He's usually chill, but when the cashier starts getting too friendly, he places a protective hand on your shoulder and glares at them. His stare says it all: back off.

Jeonghan

Jeonghan steps in with a sweet smile and a playful quip that makes it clear you're taken. He can handle these situations with charm, making it clear he's not amused without causing a scene.

Joshua

Joshua is polite but firm. He speaks up, stating calmly that you're together, and gently redirects the conversation. His subtle gestures, like holding your hand, make his point clear.

Jun

Jun quietly stands closer to you, subtly creating a barrier between you and the cashier. He doesn't say much, but his intense gaze sends a strong message to respect your space.

Hoshi

Hoshi is more direct, casually dropping your relationship into the conversation. He'd be like, "Actually, we're on a date!" His bright smile makes it seem like a joke, but he's serious.

Wonwoo

Wonwoo's quiet demeanor shifts to icy when someone crosses the line. He steps in closer to you and gives the cashier a look that makes them rethink their actions. Words aren't needed.

Woozi

Woozi is straightforward and doesn't like nonsense. He firmly tells the cashier to watch their words, with a subtle hint of annoyance. He's not one for drama but won't tolerate disrespect.

DK

DK tries to lighten the mood, laughing off the awkwardness, but he doesn't let the behavior slide. He puts his arm around you and makes sure the cashier understands you're together.

Mingyu

Mingyu's protective instincts kick in immediately. He'd wrap his arm around your waist, pulling you closer, and gives the cashier a pointed look. His height and build add to the intimidation factor.

The8

The8 is cool and collected. He steps in with a gentle but firm tone, telling the cashier you're not interested. His presence and calm demeanor make it clear that you're off-limits.

Seungkwan

Seungkwan doesn't hold back. He'd be loud enough for everyone to hear, saying something like, "Excuse me, that's my partner!" He wants to make sure everyone knows where you stand.

Vernon

Vernon addresses the situation with a low-key vibe, but he's clear about his intentions. He'd say something casual like, "Hey, we're together," while giving the cashier a look that means business.

Dino

Dino might be the youngest, but he's not shy about protecting you. He'd stand next to you, making it clear you're not alone, and shoot the cashier a look that says, "Don't try anything."

#svt x reader #svt reactions #seventeen

[horanghater]

Give Me 20

Summary: If Mingyu learns anything from this experience, it’s that you have 2 ears and 1 mouth because you’re supposed to listen more than you speak. Or something like that.

▸ Pairing: Mingyu x NB!reader

▸ Rating / Genre / AU: 18+, pwp, smut, established relationship

▸ Warnings: oral (m! receiving)

▸ Word Count: 1.2k

▸ A/N: It’s summer! I got my hat on backwards and it’s fuckin time to party. 🎉🧢 @shuadotcom is serving a lifetime sentence as my beta - thank you! <3 Stoked to be participating in KBCS’s Bon Voyage Bingo event! Prompt: 40 - “I’m sunburnt and dying, so you have to be nice to me.”

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One thing about Mingyu? He’s stunning - particularly when he’s stripped down to just his swim trunks and the warm undertones of his skin make him glow in the summer sun. Another thing about Mingyu? The man doesn’t listen - particularly when he’s with his friends and they play hackysack with a single brain cell. 

You’ve finished your drink, the plot of the book you’ve been reading has reached a lull, and it’s been long enough that the gentle beachy breeze isn’t all that cooling anymore. Your beachside day with your boyfriend (and 12 plus 1s) has definitely peaked, but you can think of a much more relaxing way to occupy your time as Mingyu sprints across the sand to your shaded chair during a long-awaited break from the longest game of volleyball you’ve ever witnessed.

“Hey handsome,” you greet weakly, squinting up at Mingyu as he unsuccessfully tries to crowd himself under your umbrella. “Ready to go?” Mingyu smiles sheepishly, hands already clasped together pleadingly as you groan at his body language. “Just a few more rounds, I promise. Please?” “You said that like an hour ago!”

“I know, babe, but we’re playing to see who pays for dinner!” he explains. “And my team is winning!”

You look up at Mingyu over your sunglasses knowingly. “Mingyu, this is an all-inclusive resort. Dinner’s included. Besides, I’ve got something for you to win right here."You spread your legs just a little in your lounge chair, just enough for Mingyu to see. His expression is unreadable save for a puppy-like spark in his eyes.

But alas, even the promise of sex can’t pry Mingyu away from his single-minded shenanigans. The two of you crane your necks when someone yells in the distance to see Jeonghan and Soonyoung slowly burying Chan in the center of the volleyball court. “Gimme 20 minutes, I swe–sshh, I swear! I’ll meet you in the room.”

“20 minutes and that’s it?” “That’s it, scout’s honor! You can sip on something nice, run a li’l bath,” Mingyu offers, hips swaying suggestively for extra effect. “Slip into something….comfortable?”

Annoyed as you want to be about having to wait, you just can’t stay mad at him. You feign a loud sigh. “Fiiine. 20 minutes, though! Pinky promise?” “Pinky promise!” Mingyu’s invisible tail is practically wagging already. When you reach up to lock pinkies, though, someone calls for “Mingyu-hyung” and your boyfriend hastily fistbumps you instead. “Coming!” he calls back, turning on his heel with one last “love you” as you sigh for real this time.

“Mingyu! At least put on some more sunscreen! You’re kinda red!” you call after him.

Mingyu calls back, though somewhat absently, “Sunscreen, got it!”

You roll your eyes, body lazily stretching as you prepare to gather your things and return to your shared room. “Ok then, we’ll see.”

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An entire 40 minutes later, you hear Mingyu grunt his way through the door. You’re already showered and dressed in pajamas, playing a word game on your phone. “Y/N,” he cries pitifully, “I’m dying! Looook!” 

You keep your eyes trained on the screen, tone indifferent but just icy enough to let him know he’s in trouble. “It’s been 40 minutes, Gyu.”

Mingyu goes to sit on the edge of the bed, but you swat him away, citing “no outside clothes on the bed”. He stands back up, but shuffles in place pathetically, clearly wanting to be babied. “I know, babe, I’m sorry! I swear I was going to come right up, but we were trying to do something about my sunburn first.” When you finally do look at Mingyu, you see that your adonis has become more of a lobster. He’s terribly sunburned on his chest and back with his shoulders being especially burned like deep red pauldrons atop his typically golden shade. Hissing, you sit up to get a closer look. “Oh, Gyu, that looks pretty nasty.” 

Satisfied with your response, Mingyu wails and continues his performance. “And it is! It hurts so bad I don’t know what to do!”

Just as you’re about to search your bag for aloe, you remember the last thing you said to your boyfriend before his late arrival. “Did you at least start with more sunscreen like I said?”

Mingyu looks at you and you look at him and he keeps looking at you and you point at him accusingly. “You didn’t! Mingyu, what did I say?” The man only gets whinier now that he’s riled you up, grabbing your hand and kissing it mournfully in hopes that it’ll lessen your fussing (it doesn’t). “I know, I know,” Mingyu gripes between kisses. “I was going to and just lost track of time.”

Snatching your hand away dramatically, you scold him. “You sure did! And you got what you deserved!”

Mingyu gingerly perches on the edge of one of the room’s bistro chairs and puts on his biggest pout. “Yeah, I did. Haven’t I suffered enough, baby?”

For what it’s worth, Mingyu genuinely does look pained. You’ve never seen him with sunburn this bad and it’s clear that the travel-sized bottle of obligatory aloe in your vacation bag won’t be enough to soothe him. Seeing your boyfriend in such a delicate state pulls at your heartstrings even though the petty part of you wants to keep saying “I told you so”. “Yeah,” you agree finally, crossing the room to stand in front of him and carefully place his hands on your hips. “I suppose you have. Want me to make you feel better?” Suddenly Mingyu’s patheticness visibly decreases just a little, invisible tail wagging again. “You gonna soothe me?” You grin in response, sinking to your knees as you tug on the hem of his trunks, urging your boyfriend to lift his hips enough to slide them down to his thighs. Mingyu huffs with the effort, but settles quickly on the edge of the chair once more as he places a gentle hand on your head expectantly.

Yet another thing about Mingyu? What he lacks in punctuality, he makes up for with general predictability. It only takes a minute or two of pumping to grow his dick from a modest half chub to an intimidating full mast. You waste no time fitting your mouth over the swollen head of his cock and are rewarded with a contended exhale as Mingyu genty scratches the top of your head appreciatively. 

The two of you fall into a familiar rhythm of you bobbing your head and Mingyu thrusting into your mouth shallowly. The angle’s a little off because he can’t position himself the way he wants to, but your talents have him worked up all the same. Mingyu’s pre hits your tongue with each bob now, coating your tongue with a preview of what’s to come. His pace is getting sloppier and the pads of his fingers are pressing into your scalp insistently now. You can hear him whimpering praises above you, the obscene sounds of your slurping a fitting soundtrack for how prettily he cries from your ministrations. 

Just as suddenly as you forgave Mingyu, you’re punishing him again, pulling away from his grasp with a ‘pop’ and leaving his cock upright in the cold hotel air.

You can tell from his voice that Mingyu’s next sentence was going to be another moan. “Y/N~ I’m sunburnt and dying, so you have to be nice to me!”

“Have to?” Even without looking at him as you stand, you know Mingyu’s internally flinching at your warning tone.

“Please?” he corrects.

“Aww, Gyu. But you’re sunburnt and dying. You shouldn’t strain yourself. I’ll check on you in 40 minutes. Sound good?”

#mingyu smut #kim mingyu smut #mingyu fic #kim mingyu fic #mingyu x reader #kim mingyu x reader #svt smut #seventeen smut #kbcsbonvoyage

[loupetlapinn]

hear me out, JEONGHAN EITH KNIFE PLAY ...

i am hearing, i am listening. and i am agreeing. it’s funny because i didnt Even think to pair any sort of weapon play with jeonghan but knife play just sounds so perfect for him.

He’s not actually the one to introduce the concept though. I feel like it’d just sort of happen— happen, meaning; you might think it was a good idea to pull one on him the next time he comes around to bother you.

Jeonghan’s not big on physical violence, it honestly is too much effort in his eyes. That’s why he’s usually finding ways to mind fuck you into submission, into a pliable body for him to take advantage of.

Which is why you stupidly thought a knife would discourage him. Instead, he only seems mildly offended when you wave your newly produced weapon in front of him. He almost looks confused.

“Why would you even have that? What is that supposed to do for you right now?” he’s asking before you find your wrist in his surprisingly harsh grasp.

Wincing out as he’s twisting the knife from your hand as you try and fail to dislodge his hold on you. Your whole body goes ridged, an electrifying shiver coursing up your spine, down your limbs to the tips of your toes and fingers as you suck in a sharp breath at the freezing feel of an icy blade against your throat.

“If you wanted to add toys, you could’ve just said so instead of being a bitch about it,” he scoffs, pearly whites peeking from behind petal lips.

His hooded gaze intently following as he has silver dancing across your skin in ghostly strokes. He likes to see the visible tremble of your body, the way you flinch when he presses a bit harder at random intervals.

“Maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea after all,” he’s purring his appreciation for his latest form of entertainment.

“We can have some real fun now. Can’t we, Y/N?”

hope this helps. yeah.

#asks #love answers #han #svt hard hours #svt hard thoughts #tw: knife play #dark!svt

[drunk-on-dk]

Ugly Sweater Bar | Choi Seungcheol (m)

✦pairing: stranger/one-nightstand!Seungcheol x fem!reader

✦genre: pwp (some plot, heavy emphasis on some), SMUT (minors DNI)

✦w/c: ~1.4k

✦summary: Only Seungcheol could keep you warm after all those drinks at the chilly Ugly Sweater Bar.

NSFW warnings under the cut, minors do not read, 18+ only

✦c/w: one-nightstand; no pronouns used but female anatomy; unprotected sex (be safe pls); teasing; pet name (baby); oral (f. receiving); thigh fucking; temperature play; mentions of alcohol; maybe big cock cheol (we know he's big does it even really need to be mentioned); lmk if i missed anything

✦a/n: a little Christmas drabble and gift for you all, heavily inspired by the cold ass weather I am experiencing currently and my constant state of cheol brain rot. Anyways, I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas if you celebrate, otherwise happy holidays, and stay warm out there<3

“Want to get out of here and warm up at my place?” Seungcheol’s lips were hot on the shell of your ear and convincing enough for you to abandon your overpriced, festive cocktail at the bar. Honestly, even in the chilly winter atmosphere of this cursed Ugly Sweater Bar, the large hand splayed on your back had your body temperature running so high you may as well be considered a space heater for the room. However, how could you turn down such an offer from the dashingly handsome stranger that you’ve just met tonight?

You first saw Seungcheol from across the bar, appreciating that he and his group of friends were following the dress code for this ridiculous Christmas pop-up bar theme. You despised the people that dared to show up without their best ugly sweater, and something about Seungcheol in his over-the-top light-up sweater made you even more attracted to him.

Admittedly, this wasn’t Seungcheol’s sort of thing, ears burning and muttering phrases of denial when Jeonghan first handed him the sweater earlier in the night. Little did he know, this was the exact thing that scored his shot with you.

Your friends had encouraged you to go talk to him, but you weren’t quite sure you had built up the liquid confidence yet to approach a potential hook-up.  Surprisingly, he had beat you to it, sending a free shot your way, before greeting you with a cheers motion and taking a shot with you from the opposite side.

Now here you are, not warm at all despite Seungcheol’s original promise, pressed against the cool sheets of his bed as he devilishly trails an ice cube from the swell of your chest down to the contrasting heat of your core.

“Love the way you shiver, baby,” Seungcheol groans, eyes widening at the way your back arches for him, nipples hardening, and watching the little goosebumps that pepper your soft skin.

“Thought you said we’d warm up at your place?”

“Oh,” he coos, the sound coming out teasing and patronizing as he brings the ice cube back up to your chest, letting it melt on your burning skin and wetting your peaks. “Are you cold? Let me warm you up then.”

The juxtaposition of his hot lips on your icy chest has you moaning in relief, his tongue searing the skin as it tauntingly flicks and teases one of your nipples, one hand coming up to massage the other mound, fingers tweaking the peak ever so slightly.

Seungcheol loved how he felt you instantly warm upon pressing his body and lips against yours, breaking away to look at the trail of red skin that was once chilled by the ice cube but has now been soothed by the warm contact of his skin on yours.

“Better now?” Seungcheol taunts you, savoring the way you whimper beneath him as he nips at your chest, tongue tracing down your body until he reaches your lower belly. “Still cold down here?”

You’re nodding, watching him with starry eyes as he gets closer and closer to where you need him the most, “still cold, Cheol, please do something.”

“Don’t want ‘ya to be cold, baby,” he mutters before diving into your core, fiery tongue hastily licking between your folds and instantly making you writhe beneath him. Seungcheol harshly grips your hips, holding you flush against the mattress before continuing to lick and suck at your clit.

Seungcheol was right, you felt like your entire body was burning up in flames, and the only shivers coming from your body were now from pure, euphoric pleasure as he works his tongue in and out of your cunt.

You could tell you were becoming a mess, feeling your wetness spread to your thighs as he continued working at your sopping core. Seungcheol added two fingers, letting them slip between your folds and scissoring inside of you, only making your walls slicker with each pump. You were struggling beneath him, attempting to chase your orgasm against his tongue and with his fingers by bucking your hips, but his tight grip on you didn’t allow for any movement.

You had to admit, you were impressed when Seungcheol coaxed your first orgasm from you, gushing around his fingers as the coil inside of you snapped. You were dizzy from the pleasure, the arousal still burning inside of your lower stomach and making you claw at his biceps, begging him just to fuck you at this point. Now that would really warm you up.

Seungcheol wouldn’t indulge you that fast though. Lifting your legs up and holding them together, he used the slick that had covered your inner thighs from how messily you came for him, experimentally rutting his cock between your two thighs. Seungcheol couldn’t hold back the guttural groan that escaped his body when he felt you squeeze your muscles for him, loving the way you let out a moan too from just the sight of him fucking your thighs, lewd noises coming from your mouth and skin.

Before Seungcheol could lose himself in the pleasure, he slowed down his motions, dragging his cock slowly between your inner thighs as he antagonized you. “Getting too warm now, baby? Do we need to stop?”

You’re crying out pathetically at this point, exclaiming that you’re still so cold and need him to warm you up again. Seungcheol would beg to differ though, not when you’re this wet that your slick is providing sufficient lubrication for him to drag his cock continuously between your thighs and feel this warm around him.

“What can I do to make it better then?” He’s losing himself, hips rutting dangerously against the back of your thighs as he continues to pleasure himself with your body. He almost cums when you beg him to fill you, claiming that is the only thing that will keep you warm, but he can’t miss out on the opportunity.

Seungcheol is filling you with ease, the mess from his precum that’s mixed with your wetness has him sliding between your walls effortlessly. Moaning in unison as he bottoms out inside of you, you clench around him as his thick length fills you so perfectly, reheating your body instantly from how full you feel.  

“God, you didn’t tell me you were so fucking warm n’ tight,” Seungcheol is groaning out, lips coming down to your neck after losing the strength to hold himself up, wrapping one of your thighs around his waist as he begins to slowly thrust in and out of your walls.

Body arching into him, you attempt to tease him back, “maybe you’re the one who needed warming up?” Seungcheol doesn’t like this though, wanting to stay in control as he rams his hips back into yours, the tip of his cock dragging harshly against your walls before hitting you so deep that he has you gasping for air.

You absolutely love the way Seungcheol continuously bullies his length into you. Each thrust pulls a gasp and moan from your chest as he hits the spongey spot deep inside of you, and it makes you clamp down on his length even tighter with each pump of his cock.

It doesn’t take much until you're reaching your second orgasm, letting Seungcheol know when your sounds get louder and louder and your walls gripping him impossibly tighter. Your hips are desperately chasing his to allow for more friction against your clit as he ruthlessly fucks you into his bed. The coil inside of you is overheating at this point, a hot white pleasure taking over your body as you finish from his cock, your walls fluttering around him and clit throbbing from the extreme pleasure.

Seungcheol follows suit, working you through your orgasm as long as possible until his hips and thrusts become sloppy. Reluctantly, he pulls his length from between your walls, pumping his cock with his hand and letting his seed spill all over your stomach. The aftershocks of pleasure are intense for you both, your body jerking beneath Seungcheol’s as he spreads his cum across your lower stomach, finger dipping in the blistering liquid before bringing it to your lips for a taste.

“What do you say? I kept you warm, didn’t I?”

#svthub #seventeen smut #svt smut #seungcheol smut #scoups smut #choi seungcheol smut

[kpop-stories-21]

Stains of Crimson | Part 1

Group: ATEEZ

Pairing: Jongho x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Rating: 18-21+

Genres, Tropes, & AUs: Non-Idol AU, Dark Fae AU, Fantasy AU, Angst, Smut, Dark Content

Content & Trigger Warnings: Daoine Sidhe!Jongho, Pirate Captain!Reader, dark content, graphic descriptions of fighting, graphic descriptions of death, graphic descriptions of gore, blood, injuries, brief & graphic mention of torture

Summary: On the eve of a semi-successful catch, your crew mutinies, leaving you tied up on some unknown island inside a circle of mushrooms

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“Ship ahoy!” Came the cry from the crow’s nest. Spyglass raised, you turned your gaze to the sea and there, just off the starboard bow, was your prize: a merchant’s ship called the Santa Avaña, which was reportedly filled to near bursting with all manner of priceless jewels and artefacts. This haul should allow you and your crew to take a lavish holiday somewhere more friendly to pirates.

“Orders, Captain?” First Mate Jeonghan asked, coming up beside you. Pocketing your spyglass, you turned to him with fire in your grey eyes.

“We’ll use that approaching fog bank to our advantage, come up near her stern and take her from behind. With luck, they’ll never even see us coming.”

“Aye, sounds like a good plan to me.” Jeonghan nodded and left to pass on the plan of attack.

A chill wind whipped the icy fog through the air, threatening to rip your hat from its perch. You stood ready at the bow of your own ship, the Poison, one hand on your cutlass and the other on your pistol. Just a bit closer…closer…now!

“Attack!” You cried out, grabbing hold of a rope and swinging aboard the other ship. Whipping your cutlass out, you immediately began to hack your way through soldier and servant alike. The pirate scourge Scarla had never left a soul alive before, and you certainly weren’t going to start now.

Blood painted the deck in a crimson display, the battle nearly over before it had really begun. Many a new conscript had complained of ears ringing from all the screams, but you had long since grown used to it. In fact, some small part of you even enjoyed those sounds of the abject terror that preluded death.

Before long silence reigned once more on the deck of the Santa Avaña, peaceful in her dying moments. None but the ship’s captain still drew breath, and he was only saved in order to unlock the cargo hold.

“You filthy fucking pirates!” He screamed, half-mad with fury and fright. “Just wait until the navy hears about this. They’ll catch you one day, and then you’ll hang for your crimes!!”

You laughed mirthlessly, fingers gripping his hair tightly as you hauled him off his knees up to eye level. “But who will tell the Navy if there are no survivors?”

The captain wheezed out a laugh, spittle mixing with the blood pooling in his mouth. “I feared such an attack, and left my son instructions to alert the Navy if I failed to arrive at my destination.”

You grinned wickedly, knowing what you were about to say would likely break this pathetic man. “Your son wouldn’t happen to have the name William, would he?”

The captain’s body sagged, some of the life leaving his eyes. “You- What did you do to him, you monster?!”

You giggled lightly, the growing flames that surrounded you making you look like the madwoman you were. “Oh, nothing too bad; just cut off a few fingers, maybe a limb or two. Whatever it took for him to send a letter to the Navy informing them that your trip would be delayed a few days. Then we left him there. He’s probably bled out by now, you know.”

An almost animalistic cry ripped from the captain’s blood-speckled lips, the willpower draining from his eyes as he slumped back onto his knees. Weakly digging through his pockets, he produced the key to the ship’s cargo hold, tossing it at your feet with a half-hearted attempt at disgust.

“Just take it and kill me. I have nothing left to fight for anymore.”

You leaned down, picking up the key and pocketing it with a chuckle. “I find that quite agreeable, don’t you boys?” The cheers of your crew filled the once silent air.

“Vernon and Seungcheol, with me. The rest of you, take care of this pitiful excuse for a human and prepare to finish burning the ship.”

The two crewmates you named split from the group and fell in behind you as you made your way into the lower decks of the ship. You found the cargo hold almost immediately, and unlocked it with the captain’s key. To your dismay, however, the hold was only half full and many of the items didn’t even look to be worth two dirt-covered gold pieces.

“Lying bastards!” You hissed, features dark with fury. Red-hot colour stained your vision and you swung your cutlass wildly, taking out your anger out on the ship itself. After several tense moments, you finally came back to yourself and looked at the two concerned men apologetically. They said nothing, merely nodding in acknowledgement, then Seungcheol went and fetched a few of the crew to help carry everything back to the ship.

As things were being transferred, you got the odd sense that some of the crew were harbouring feelings of anger or suspicion towards you, but you chalked it up to lingering nerves from your momentary breakdown and left it at that. Once back onboard the Poison, the archers among your crew lit flaming arrows and set the remains of the Santa Avaña ablaze.

You watched the hunk of burning wood sink into the unforgiving waves, then turned back to your own ship. Many of the crewmembers were huddled together, whispering amongst themselves. Something about it put you on edge, so you made a mental note to ask Seungcheol about it later. For now, it was time for everyone to rest and recover from the battle(if it could even be called that).

You were awakened in the dark of night by a hand clapped over your mouth. Instinctively you reached for your cutlass, only to find that your arms were restrained behind you. You cast your gaze around the room, trying to identify your attacker, and were shocked to find that it was none other than Seungcheol who was holding you down. He at least had the decency to look somewhat apologetic when you made eye contact.

“Sorry Captain.” He murmured as he wrapped a cloth over your lips. “Me and some of the others have been feeling like you’re holding out on us, keeping some of the booty for yourself. This seemed the only way to change things.”

So that’s what all this is about. You mused to yourself. A mutiny. Rage rose up within you and you sat, seething, while Seungcheol bound you tightly.

“A few of the boys were against the mutiny; namely Joshua, Vernon, Seungkwan, and Seokmin; but they were outnumbered by the rest of us. The place we’re sailing to has reportedly had a lot of fairy circles show up lately, so when we land we’ll leave you in a fairy circle and let the Fae deal with you.”

You rolled your eyes. Your parents had believed in such fairytales as well, hammering basic rules for encountering “the Fae” into you so often you could probably still recite them in your sleep. Fairytales were just crutches for weak-minded people, and you were disappointed in your crew for stooping to such levels when you’d thought of them as such strong-willed individuals.

It took almost four full days to reach the place Seungcheol had spoken of, time during which you were kept bound and gagged in your cabin. None of the crewmates who were sympathetic to you were allowed to see you and your meals were sparse enough that by the time the faint call of “Land ho!” reached your ears, hunger pains were beginning to set in. You had to admit, you’d taught them well how to be harsh and ruthless to their prisoners.

It was not Seungcheol who came to fetch you when the Poison docked, but Minghao and Mingyu. Mingyu untied your feet, and the two of them half-dragged you across the main deck until the feeling returned to your legs and you could walk on your own.

Seungcheol was waiting at the bottom of the gangplank, and soon the four of you began the trek into the woods to find a “fairy circle”. Half-an-hour or so passed until Seungcheol stopped, eyes on the ground in front of him. He stepped aside, and you finally saw what he’d been looking for: a large group of mushrooms growing in a perfect circle. You had to admit, it was rather unusual how perfectly the ring had grown. Mingyu re-tied your feet and they laid you on your side in the midst of the circle.

“So long Captain.” Minghao spoke for the first time.

“A shame things had to end this way.” Mingyu added, not looking very sorry about it.

The three men turned and walked away without looking back.

You lay on the damp earth for gods knew how long, alternating between bouts of sleep and wakefulness. As the sun was colouring the sky on its way down, you heard the telltale sounds of many feet headed your way. Immediately alert, your eyes darted from place to place, ever watchful as you worked to catch a glimpse of who - or what - was approaching.

Several figures came out of the growing shadows, walking straight towards you. As they got closer you could make out odd features on some of them, such as pointed ears, strangely coloured eyes, or even wings. Much as you hated to admit it, it seemed the Fae really did exist after all.

“Look, Astario, this little fly has already been tied up!” The Fae at the front of the group declared with a derisive chuckle.

The one named Astario grinned smugly. “Indeed! It seems a spider did not want this one. Perhaps we can find a use for her, Ronwyl.”

Ronwyl nodded. “The Doctor will be most pleased.”

Leaning over, Astario yanked you roughly to your feet, untied the rope around your ankles, and tied your wrists to the saddle of a horse that you presumed was his. “Do try to keep up, little fly.”

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[hvcmixtape]

this is for the lovely cece! (@shuatm) surprise i'm sh(elle), hence the 🐚 emoji for when i was messaging you as your secret santa <3 i hope you really enjoy this fic! i really liked the mistle-foe game you played with your friends so i repurposed it in a way to fit the fic! and aside from the fic, i hope your christmas and holiday season has been lovely so far and you have great energy coming into the new year

and thank you to my friends in the @k-labels server who worked alongside me for the past days while i was getting this done! shout out to davin (@renhaissance), soul (@l-luvr), kana (@luvhyun3), freya (@angelwoozi), and zoe (@badwithten) who were all there at some point while i was writing this so thank you for playing a huge role in me finishing this fic!

pairing: high school!joshua x fem!reader; academic rival!joshua wc: ~5k genre: fluff ; some swearing, but no trigger warnings

The second you feel an icy, dripping sensation down the back of your neck, it’s over for him. You whip your head around and scrunch your nose, balling your fists to edge the urge to scream. “I’ll kill you, Joshua Hong!”

“You can’t kill me, I’m half your grade!” He yells behind his back as he starts tripping over his feet before Joshua goes into a full sprint—as much as he can run with snow on the ground.

With your scarf thrown around your neck, it coasts on the wind behind you as you start to run after Joshua, weaving through the crowd of students waiting for their rides home at the end of the school day. You yell out warnings to passersby, more so for yourself so you don’t jinx anything and fall flat on your face.

You know you’ve caught up to his figure when you grip a hand on the shoulder of his black puffer. “Gotcha!”

…And that’s not the face you were looking for when you are met with the soft face of Jeonghan, one of your classmates. “Sorry, Hannie, you weren’t the person I was looking for. But I’ll see you later!”

Your eyes squint as you see Joshua’s face beyond the scope of Jeonghan and before he can accept your apology, you’re already moving forward with fire in your eyes. The satisfying crunch of fallen snow can’t be more satisfying than the punch you’ll throw toward Joshua’s chest in a few seconds—

“Wait a minute, (Y/N)!” Joshua’s desperate voice is accompanied by his open palms protecting his chest. Your lips purse toward one side of your face as you hold yourself back from moving. Any closer and you’d be in his face. “You can’t kill me because one, our final project is still not done and I’m literally half your grade, and two, we have to get going—everyone’s waiting for us to draw the names for Secret Santa.”

With a roll of your eyes, you let out an exasperated sigh. “Fine. You’re spared,” and with a sailing fist to his bicep, “for now.”

“(Y/N), ow. That actually hurt.” Joshua pouts, but he still leads the way toward Seungcheol’s house, the location of the Secret Santa drawing and exchange for the past four years. Now that you’re all seniors, you’re sure the burning thought on everyone’s minds is where the future will take you all. But the thought of the future can’t overshadow what’s in front of you, and what’s in front of you is Joshua Hong, the guy you’ve been chasing after in each class since freshman year.

His tongue-in-cheek bickering has accompanied each assignment you’ve had, and when you get even a point lower on a test, your blood boils in your chest when his condescending voice sings, “Maybe you can do better next time, I’ll teach you if you want.” 

How you ended up being in the same friend group as your academic rival was lost on you, yet your dynamic with Joshua has never changed throughout the years. 

“You had to be nice to each other at least once, right? Like maybe when we first formed the friend group?” Seungkwan reasoned when he brought it up to you earlier in the semester. Everyone was there except Joshua, who had soccer practice. “Joshua’s one of the nicest people I know too!”

“To everyone except me! Believe me,” you scoff at Seungkwan’s frown. “I’ve tried to be nice to him, but sometimes he’s just so insufferable,” you argue on your lonely island of one. From the corner of your eye, you could see Mingyu and Wonwoo share a look, and you huff. “I’m being serious! Like no way someone is just their mama’s boy who always goes to church is so nice all the time.”

“Sounds like you’re projecting,” Vernon chides as one of his eyebrows lifts up. “We’ve been friends all this time, and you still can't get along with him. Have you even tried to put in any effort?” 

So maybe you've put in a good 5 percent of effort to be nice before you start being catty, but it's also on Joshua to be nice to you too! Like he’s being right now as he lets you go ahead of him when you approach Seungcheol’s door. 

You tiptoe in, but there’s no use when Seungcheol yells, “Finally! We’ve been waiting for too long.” He emerges from the other room and his eyes almost bug out of his head when he sees the sight ahead of him. With a low whistle, there’s a smirk on his face that you want to get rid of. “Ho, ho, ho, merry Christmas, am I right? Can’t believe I’m seeing a Christmas miracle.”

“Fuck off, Cheol.” Jabbing your thumb in the air behind you, you explain that you weren’t planning on coming in together. “But this kid wanted to throw a snowball at the back of my neck.”

“Hey, it was just so tempting considering the first snowfall was yesterday.”

“What’s so tempting is me punching you for real.”

Joshua’s face gets increasingly closer to yours, finding a way to tick you off further. “Oh? Why don’t you do it then?” You can feel his breath on you as he taunts you.

You start walking over to where you hear the rest of your friends, but Seungcheol grips your shoulder. “Uh, uh, uh. Look up.”

You and Joshua tilt your chins up to the ceiling, green leaves tied together with a red bow taunting your whole being. 

“Mistletoe…” Joshua whispers as he dissects the leaves with his vision, as if it'll slowly dissipate the longer he looks at it.

“Like hell, I’ll kiss Joshua.” You shove Seungcheol lightly, pushing your way toward the living room where your friends’ faces lighten up at your appearance.

“(Y/N)!” Seungkwan exclaims happily. “Did you get stuck under the mistletoe? I heard a little bit of what you were saying at the door.”

“Yeah, (Y/N) didn't wanna kiss me, their loss,” Joshua says as he shrugs himself around you, tossing his backpack on the ground and joining Seungkwan and Vernon on the carpet. 

With Seungcheol following not soon after, he yells, “Mingyu, how many times have I told you not to put your feet on the coffee table?”

Mingyu puts his feet back on the ground. As Joshua, Seungkwan, and Vernon sit around the coffee table to discuss the physics test they just took, Wonwoo and Mingyu sit on one couch, and Seungcheol makes his way to sit beside Jeonghan (who somehow made it there before you and Joshua) on the other couch. 

You take the last seat near the fireplace, kicking off your shoes and curling up near the heat. You've always loved Seungcheol’s house. During the holiday season, you loved to help his mother hang stockings on the mantle and ornaments on their tree. Her highest compliment was her loving how you arranged the poinsettias on their dining table. It’s a good change of pace from what you're used to.

“Who’s ready to pick?” Seungcheol pipes up once individual conversations die down.

“I mean, it doesn’t matter because we’ll know immediately who (Y/N) has,” Joshua jokes and Vernon dabs him up for that.

You can’t help but roll your eyes and say, “Yeah, let’s just start before Joshua has anything else to say about me.”

Just like last year and the year before that, Vernon takes a beanie out of his backpack to serve as the selection bowl. Each person rips a small slip of paper from Jeonghan’s notebook and writes their name down. Again, the thoughts flood your head, wondering if next year will be anything like this when you all go down your different paths.

“Everyone put their names in the hat,” Vernon puts his arms out, and everyone reaches over to drop their paper in.

“Hey, watch it!” Seungkwan glares at Jeonghan when he feels his head jostling from a push.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to,” Jeonghan says but still laughs heartily as he settles back into the couch before Seungkwan can launch himself to get in a punch. Even though Jeonghan is older than him, Seungkwan’s hands and feet are ready for anything, especially if it’s Dino, the youngest friend in their friend group.

Mingyu leads by pinching the fabric closed and shaking it. With his eyes closed, he opens it back up and selects a slip out of the hat, slower than ever.

“Does he know that this isn’t the Triwizard Cup?” Vernon quips, and you can’t help but laugh. Everyone else starts erupting, whether it’s in chuckles or complaints, and one of Mingyu’s eyes slowly opens.

When he figures out who he has, he nods with a smile and passes the hat to Wonwoo. It keeps going on and on until it’s Joshua’s turn.

While you hope you don’t get Joshua, you do hope that he does get you. Out of all the boys, Joshua is the most thoughtful when it comes to gift-giving. Three years ago, as freshmen, you received the best gift you’ve probably ever gotten.

“This is a huge package,” you mutter to yourself, and you glare immediately at Seungcheol before he says any “that’s what she said” jokes. As you’re removing the wrapping paper, you’re wondering what you could have done in your life (and past life) to be the recipient of such a big gift.

“You’re taking so long, (Y/N),” Jeonghan complains as you try to remove the wrapping paper all in one piece. Even the wrapping paper is beautiful with metallic gold and silver lines running along it. “You’re not even going to keep it!”“You don’t know that!” You yell back. 

He totally knows that you won’t.

As you speed up the process, you open the box and are met with a Studio Ghibli movie poster for your room, a stunning stationery set, and an Animal crossing figure for your favorite villager. You’re ready to move on and guess who gave you your present, but you notice one last small box in the corner of the package. 

When you pick it up, the suede container is so enticing, but you want to savor the moment. You lift the top off.

“(Y/N), you’re going to catch flies,” Vernon laughs.

“What is it?” Seungkwan leans over, and when his eyes catch what’s inside, he knows why you can’t help dropping your jaw.

You unconsciously rub your neck, running your finger over the gem and the initial of your first name attached to the chain. It has always been your favorite gift, even if your rival was the one who gave it to you. 

Joshua loves to act like he has everything under control, so when he pulls his slip of paper, the smile on his face never fades. There is no scrunch between his eyebrows or nose. He’s the poster boy for calm, cool, and collected.

Right after him is you and you’re determined to be just like Joshua. He passes you the hat, maintaining eye contact for probably the first time in a month before he goes back to joking with Jeonghan about your facial expressions.

You choose the slip of fate after swishing your fingers around. Before you open it, you swivel your head to check if anyone’s looking and lean back in your chair.

The folds get straightened out and your heart rate rises, by a lot, and your eyebrows pull up toward the top of your forehead, and—

There’s no way…you got Joshua? 

You’ve crossed off each day on your calendar, and today is no exception. Before you leave your bedroom, you take your red pen and cross off on December 19th, the last day of school before winter break. Underneath the number, a reminder is written about the Secret Santa exchange.

There’s no need to ask you how you feel about being Joshua’s gift-giver this season, especially given the fact that you could very well be his last one too. In the conversations that you overhear (not eavesdrop), he’s told Vernon and Jeonghan that he’s in talks with an entertainment company in his mother’s homeland. He wants to make a name for himself and try it out for a year. If it works out, he’ll keep going. If it doesn’t work out, he’ll apply to UCLA or UC Irvine just like everyone else.

What an extravagant plan for a gap year, huh?

Either way, you want to make this the best Secret Santa any of your friends have ever seen. 

Bless the soul of your teachers, who seem to want to work less than the students, and you breeze through the day with a full stomach from the holiday parties in each class period. At the end of the day, the school assembles in the auditorium for the annual senior superlative Christmas show.

Seungcheol sits on a throne as the star of the show, Santa Claus—as if he could have been anyone else. Mingyu and Wonwoo opted to be Santa’s security and stand behind him with black vests and shades, arms crossed as if they were monitoring the situation. Vernon hangs out on the edge of the stage with Jeonghan and Seungkwan, who are all gingerbread men. You’re sitting in the back of the stands, ruffling your wings when they call out the names of the angels. The one you want to laugh at is Joshua, whose been appointed as everyone’s favorite red-nosed reindeer. 

The show goes off without a hitch, and you can’t say you were surprised when your ears perked up when you hear your name called…in conjunction with Joshua’s.

“Been working since freshman year for this very moment,” Joshua quips as he slings his arm around your shoulder to pose for the photographer. This very picture will be going into the yearbook with the description “Best School Rivals.”

“I’m clearly the better one,” you roll your eyes after the flash goes off.

“In your dreams, (Y/N),” he says behind his shoulder as you both head back to your seats.

There’s not much left in the school day when the show ends with all the seniors thanking their teachers with words and gifts, so you’re ready to exchange your halo and wings for comfier clothing to go to Seungcheol’s house for Secret Santa.

“Ah, (Y/N), don’t change until after the exchange,” Jeonghan tells you as you clean out your locker for the semester.

You’re still placing books into your bag when you ask for the reason.

“We need to take pictures! We’re only seniors once,” he cites the reason for almost every single stupid thing the boys have done to excuse their actions. “If you’re ready, then we can go to Seungcheol’s together?”

You scan up and down the locker before you grab the Christmas bag at the bottom of it. You shut it afterward and say, “Yeah, I’m ready.”

When entering Seungcheol’s house, you’re careful with where you stand and with whom. You’re certain there can’t be any mistletoe above the door frame, but you never know, so you make sure that Jeonghan walks ahead of you. There’s a breath of relief you’ve never felt before until you saw there was no green bouquet taped to the wall of the front door.

Just when you think it couldn’t get more festive, there’s more baubles and ornaments on the Christmas tree, a strip of hanging lights around the mantle, and is that even more tinsel?!

“Your mom has outdone herself, as she always does,” you muse as Seungcheol brings out bowls of snacks and sets them on the living room table.

He’s still dressed in his Santa costume, somewhat, as his jacket and thick belt rest on one of the chairs. “Do you expect anything less from her?”

You pluck a piece of popcorn from the bowl and shake your head with a chuckle. “Where’s everyone else?” You ask, your eyes peering at the backpacks surrounding the coffee table. You place yours near theirs, but the gift bag stays with you.

“Changing back into their costumes because Jeonghan told Seungkwan that he wanted to take a picture and everyone already came here changed out of them.”

Classic.

One by one, the boys come back to their usual spots, adorned in the very same costumes as they wore on stage with small modifications here and there to look less dressed up.

When Joshua comes back to sit on the floor near you, you call his name. When his head turns toward you, you can’t help but tap the end of his nose. “Your nose is still so red.”

“Really?” He scrunches his face as he pulls out his phone to view his reflection in the camera app. “Fuck, I tried using Cheol’s face soap too.” He groans and shakes his head. Glancing down at the bag you’ve placed in your lap, Joshua purses his lips. “Who’s it for?”

“Tell you as soon as you tell me, Hong.” You point your chin to the box near him. “Who’s the lucky person with your gift this year?” There’s no malice in your voice.

“Someone you know well.” He chuckles at the gears turning in your head, rendering you more confused.

Now that everyone settles into their seats, Jeonghan says you all should take a picture before the gifts are revealed, and insists further when the sounds of grumbles fill his ears.

The group shuffles into positions, and you slide down to sit next to Joshua, which may have been the wrong decision because he leans over to attempt to peer into the bag.

“What the hell, Joshua,” you mutter. “I knew someone was going to try to do that so I put way too much tissue paper in here.” You press the top shut, sticking your tongue out at Joshua before it’s time to pose for the picture.

Jeonghan takes charge of the running back and forth for the timer, something everyone is beyond used to by now.

Vernon’s the first to say something when the dust of picture-taking settles. “Are we gonna start or what?” Everyone places their gifts on the coffee table, sizing up what could be theirs.

Seungcheol and Vernon go head to head with rock paper scissors. (A game that’s actually fair since the last time they tried to settle things with an arm wrestle, Vernon yelped so loud.) Vernon wins best 2 out of 3, so he searches for the tag that’s his.

“Sweet,” Vernon talks to himself as he opens the box and finds a beanie and a chain resting on top of a hoodie. “Can I guess…” He surveys his options. “Mingyu?” The guy shakes his head. “Wonwoo?”

“Yep, I got you.” Vernon walks over to give his gift giver an appreciative hug.

Seungkwan’s turn is a blur because you know you’re up next after him. All you know is that Mingyu gave him a Starbucks giftcard and a new equipment bag for his upcoming volleyball season.

“It’s (Y/N)’s turn,” Seungcheol sing-songs with a bit of a naughty grin. Your stomach drops a little bit, and then even more as you realize the very gift meant for you is the gift Joshua was holding.

Your very wish had come true.

“You really got me, Joshua?” You look to him before you pick up the gift and he nods with a smile that you usually don’t see when it comes to you. It’s in beautiful wrapping paper, just like last time. You wonder if his mom’s the one who wrapped it this time and the time three years ago because knowing that Joshua absolutely sucks at knitting does not give you the most hope.

To prevent this time around from being a repeat, you rip the paper, even though you would have loved to repurpose it in some way, shape, or form. It’s a box, similar to the one that Vernon had from Wonwoo, and you remove the top.

Your hands fly to your chest as soon as your eyes took in the sight. Pictures upon pictures pasted on top of each other, all forming to create a heart. The words on top make out the words “You’re the best, (Y/N)” and now your own heart is in your throat.

You scan the poster, recalling the memories that come with the pictures. There’s one off-guard photo that you never even knew existed from when you and Joshua actually spent time alone together and you didn’t explode somehow. It was a biting winter day just like this one and you threw freshly-fallen snow into the air, smiling as the snowflakes drifted wherever the wind took it. You’ve never seen such a natural smile and yet, here it is in this very picture.

“There’s some other things underneath the collage,” Joshua says, his voice coming out gentler than you expected.

Keychains for the people who have already committed to their colleges—Vernon’s heading to NYU, Cheol and Jeonghan are both going to Berkeley, and Wonwoo’s going to UC Irvine. (So many smart boys you’ve got in the group.) There’s one more, a keychain for Pledis Entertainment.

“It’s to remind yourself of me,” Joshua explains. “I’m not going to college yet. Or ever, depending on how this whole idol thing goes.” 

“You’ll do so good, Joshua,” you whisper because that’s as loud as you can get without your tears overflowing. You continue to move on with the gift, finding a pair of the cutest frog plush slippers, an apple pie candle, and a slip promising you that he’ll make you cold cider before the season ends.

Lastly, a sealed envelope rests at the bottom of the box and Joshua implores you not to open it in front of everyone and just wait until you’re by yourself. “Just wait until you’re home.”

The other boys ooo-and-ahh, especially Seungkwan who wants to know why. “Secret feelings maybe?”

Cheol snorts and says, “Maybe a copy of his perfect grades.”

You smile at Joshua before putting everything back into the box and placing the top back. “Thank you, Joshua.” 

The group continues with Mingyu, but your mind is still stuck on Joshua. This whole time, you’ve been shitting on him and he created you such a beautiful ensemble of presents. There’s not necessarily a pang of guilt, but more so a pang of “I’ve always seen Joshua as an academic rival, but why am I so committed to the bit?” and your eyebrows furrow at the thought.

You try to connect back as it’s now Wonwoo’s turn, but you can’t fully tune back in until it’s Joshua’s turn.

“How did we manage to have each other?” Joshua muses, concluding that the bag in your lap was for him.

He pulls out the tissue paper, commenting that you definitely put too much in here, but he finds the last piece and places it down. 

Your heart beats faster, and you can’t tell if it’s from seeing his hands dip into the gift bag, or the way his hair parts, or the sheer anxiety that you didn’t pick the right presents especially knowing he gave you amazing ones.

Regardless, nothing beats the way his smile grows wider than when he pulls out your gifts in a line. 

“Wow, this is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen,” he says about a rabbit polaroid picture holder. 

“This is your favorite, isn’t it?” He asks about a book you gifted him after you reading it in class piqued his interest.

“I love this scarf!” He exclaims, the colorful fabric pulling apart as far as his wingspan will allow.

Despite only giving three things, Joshua pulls you into a hug, resting his chin on your shoulder as his hands rub up and down your arms.

When he lets go, you kind of wonder how it would have been to stay in the hug longer but your brain doesn’t stray for too long when Joshua thanks you profusely for the gifts. “These are all so thoughtful, thank you (Y/N).”

“You’re welcome, I’m glad you like them.” 

If only you could see the shock on everyone else’s faces as they watched this scene unfold, but even after Jeonghan and Seungcheol unwrap their gifts, the question bearing on your mind still bothers you.

“How did everyone else manage to get someone different, but Joshua and I got each other?” You ask, pointing to the two of you. While Vernon’s clasping his chain on and Seungkwan’s pressing his new tangerine pin next to the other three he has on his backpack, Seungcheol and Jeonghan try not to make eye contact. Mingyu and Wonwoo suddenly increase in volume.

“Hey! For real,” Joshua agrees with your question. “There’s no way this happened by chance.”

Everyone stops what they’re doing and all of a sudden, it’s so easy to make eye contact because the 6 of them look toward each other for an answer to produce.

“It was his idea,” both Seungcheol and Jeonghan say at the same time. Your mouth opens and closes, trying to find the words to say, but there are none.

“I mean, okay, it may have been my idea,” Jeonghan admits, scratching the back of his ear. “We all just kind of wanted to see you guys be nice to each other for once, instead of at each other’s throats for the rest of the year.”

Vernon adds, “Yeah, you're probably going to kill each other for the top 2 rankings, but you're friends before you guys are classmates.” He grips Joshua’s shoulder. “And dude, I know you don’t really feel that way about (Y/N). You’re only rude when you’re around her.”

“We know how you truly feel about (Y/N). You li—” Seungkwan’s eyebrows wiggle and Joshua physically lungs at him, pressing his hand to his mouth. With Vernon in the middle trying to lean back so he doesn’t get weighed down by Joshua’s body, it looks like a weird family photo.

After a moment, Joshua straightens himself and takes a deep breath in and out. His composure doesn’t dismiss the fact that his face is redder than the remaining face paint on his nose.

Mingyu jumps out of his seat, pulling on Wonwoo’s arm. “Ah, I have a phone call to take! Wonwoo has to come too.”

“I didn’t hear your ringtone go off.” Wonwoo narrows his eyes, but allows himself to be dragged away into Seungcheol’s kitchen across the house.

“Cheol, I’m hungry, do you have food?” Vernon perks up, looking at his friend. “Seungkwan’s hungry too.”

“There’s chips right there?” Seungcheol raises an eyebrow, but sighs. “Fuck it, come on. Jeonghan, I know you’re hungry too.” He herds the rest of them into the kitchen, leaving the two of you alone.

You’re dumbfounded with the way you’re just left with these feelings that swirl around your head. “Did you know?”

“About this?” Joshua points to the gifts. “Not at all. But now that I think about it, I probably should have guessed.” He laughs and there’s a relieved look on his face when your stone face relaxes.

“Thank you for the gifts again.” You say to fill the space of silence. “Kinda sad you’re not staying here.”

“There’s still one more semester left. You can’t get rid of me just yet.” Joshua shifts to sit directly across from you. “Even though they arranged it to be this way, I’m glad I got to be your Secret Santa.”

You smile, looking down at your hands. “So what was Seungkwan talking about when he was talking about feelings?” You watch the pads of your fingers dance with one another as you wait for his response.

“Well, yeah, it’’s true that I don’t hate you. I don’t hate anyone, but well, I can’t tell if you hate me or not.”

Your face falls, finally feeling that pang of guilt. “I think I just got so caught up with being the best that I never really considered how you felt. I…” your voice trails off. “I don’t hate you, Joshua.” Your voice gets quieter and quieter. “It’s kind of the opposite, I think.”

“What?”

You groan, finally looking at him in the eye. “This is going to sound so stupid, but I think my feelings took the wheel and I was rude to you to mask how I felt about you.”

“What kind of feelings are we talking?” Joshua cocks his head, being careful with the moves he puts forward.

“Ugh, I don’t want to say it, but I like you?” Your statement comes out more as a question, but the confirmation is rock solid.

Joshua runs his hand through the locks of his hair as he tilts his head back to stare at the ceiling. “I’ve liked you since the moment I met you, (Y/N). Freshman year, biology class.”

“No way.” You laugh in disbelief but your tone gets more serious as you continue, “You let me speak to you like that even though you liked me?” Your palm flies to your forehead, fingers clutching your hair. 

“It was kinda fun. Teasing you and all that.” Joshua chuckles. “But yeah, I’ve liked you since then and I thought maybe I could say something about it before senior year ends. That’s what’s in the envelope.”

All of a sudden, scurrying footsteps tiptoe on the floor of the living room and the only thing you see is Seungcheol violently tossing something green and running away immediately after.

It lands in Joshua’s lap. It’s a green bouquet, wrapped in a red ribbon. “Mistletoe, good one, Cheol,” Joshua yells in the direction of the kitchen with no response. “Well, if we have mistletoe, we can’t disappoint.” He shrugs as he holds the end of the mistletoe above your heads.

“I guess not,” you reply with a grin before licking your bottom lip, taking one good look at him, and at last, pressing your lips to his. 

(You know the saying, keep your friends close and your rivals closer? Thanks to this Christmas miracle, you finally believe it.)

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[icyminghao]

seventeen’s reaction to you asking them if they knew how to whistle and kissing them as they do it

pairing: seventeen (ot13) x gn!reader genre: fluff word count: 0.7k warning(s): none

requested by @vi-chan07: Idk if you are taking recs or not . But I really want svt's reaction to their S/o doing this to them

SEUNGCHEOL

would be mock offended that you asked him if he knew how to whistle (bc of course he does!)

would pout and furrow his brows at you before finally whistling

is so confused at first when you kiss his protruding lips, but breaks into the dopiest smile right after

would make kissy faces at you, demanding for you to do it again, whining and sulking if you refuse to

JEONGHAN

he’d probably see it coming ngl

the gears are turning in his head as soon as you pop the question

and like the absolute tease he is, he won’t whistle until you explicitly tell him that you were trying to kiss him

eventually does it just to see you smile (and also bc he would never say no to your kisses but you don’t need to know that!)

JOSHUA

whistles without thinking too much of it

is so endeared when you kiss him

complains when you pull away and rushes to kiss you back

would definitely start doing it back to you often even though you already know what’s coming (but you still play along anyway, his reaction after he kisses your pouting lips is too cute to pass on)

JUNHUI

is suspicious, but whistles anyway

becomes so giddy when you kiss him

acts all like “i already knew what you were trying to do!” even though he really didn’t

is badgering you for more kisses after bc one is not enough

SOONYOUNG

would whistle without a question bc you asked him to

eyes go wide when you press a kiss to his pouting lips before turning into the giddiest mess ever

is such a giggling mess after and would drape himself over you and not let go

plants wet kisses all over your face in return

WONWOO

finds it amusing

knows you probably have a trick up your sleeve but how could he ever refuse you?

so he whistles, and is taken aback when you press your lips hard against his

would chase after your lips as you pull away and it becomes a makeout session after that

JIHOON

you’d probably have to explicitly tell him to whistle bc he’ll literally just answer your question and call it a day

face turns so red when you kiss him it takes everything in you not to take a picture and show it to the boys some time

gets so so shy after, he doesn’t say a single word (his mind is reeling and unable to produce a single coherent thought)

tells you “that was slick” but he actually means “do it again please”

MINGHAO

is definitely giving you that judgemental stare (but he does it anyway)

is pleasantly surprised when you plant your lips on his pouting ones

would tell you that you’ve been hanging out with jeonghan too much lately but he’d be unable to hide the wide grin spreading across his face

looks at you with those lovesick eyes and says “if you wanted a kiss, just say so”

MINGYU

thinks you’re teasing him

goes all “of course i know how to whistle!” with a pout on his face

gets all giddy when you kiss him before he actually whistles

is all like “i knew you were gonna do this” after you pull away, so you kiss him again to shut him up (just like mingyu wanted 🤭)

SEOKMIN

giggles at your out of pocket question at first, but does it without asking much

literally squeaks when you press your lips against his in surprise

would wrap his arms around you and whine about how you caught him off guard after

proceeds to pepper kisses all over your face and would be insistent on doing it back to you to “return the love”

SEUNGKWAN

is skeptical at first bc he thinks you’re challenging him

scoffs and does it

is so so flustered once you kiss him he’s stunned into silence

would whine about how it’s unfair with the dopiest smile on his face (and then he’d ask you to do it again shamelessly)

VERNON

he’d literally just go “yeah, i do.” and then move on with his day

you’d have to ask him to whistle for him to actually do it bro is dense as hell

gets so confused when you kiss him it takes him a while to get what you were trying to do

the biggest, most lovesick smile forms on his face after he understands the situation, and the tips of his ears turn the brightest shade of red

CHAN

does it without a hint of doubt

gets so flustered once you kiss him, face turning so red

he’d probably malfunction for a while (he’s so shy its so cute TT)

would probably ask you to do it again (and again and again)

a/n: hehe i had a lot of fun writing this i hope it was a fun read too

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[twogyuu]

We Were Destined To Fall (But I’ll Catch You) || Six: 1213 B.C., Greece

Pairing: Jeonghan x fem!reader, minor Seokmin x fem!reader

Synopsis: In which he traded the fate of humanity for your love.

Genre: Angst, betrayal, greed, fallen angel!jeonghan, sinner!reader, blacksmith!seokjin, F2E!seokmin, one-sided pining, angel!joshua

Warnings: major character death (nothing explicit - brief mention), reincarnation, description of food, major historical inaccuracies, Jeonghan gives the best kiss known to the history of men (and angels), Seokmin almost beats up Jeonghan

WC: ~900

A/N: I'm so sorry haven't updated this series in so long 😭😭😭 I hope it's still relevant and you enjoy it though 🥺 TYSM for being patient. It's um . . . 430AM so imma go to sleep. Apologies for any grammar errors 😅

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His kiss tasted like lemon tarts: piquant, yet sweet.

You didn’t pull away, but Jeonghan's sudden advancement towards you, made you lean back in your seat, tightly gripped the ledge of the barrel. The rough splinters of the old wood found home in the surface of your skin, but the pain was nothing compared to the zing in your lips rapidly spreading to the rest of your head, a heavy pressure sinking into the back of your skull.

Jeonghan’s lips pressed firmly against yours, he leaned into you more, caressing the highs of your cheeks with his thumb and gently cupping your jaw with the rest of his hand in hopes to ease the agony of restoring your memories of your past lives. He knew it was more torturous each time you returned to him, after all, it was another near century worth of sorrow to fill the crevices of your human mind.

You winced at the intensifying discomfort, but were reluctant to pull away. It was as if you were on a sugar high – not that you could ever afford that much sweets, but you imagined it to feel blissful and addicting like this.

It's only when your vision suddenly turned white and the sensation of the fallen angel's lips fell away, that you came to your senses again. The barrel underneath you was no longer rough, rather replaced with the prickling sensation of grass. The stale air of the pub developed into pleasant scent of poppy flowers. You could feel the sunlight kissing your skin that was now bare and the sound of crickets echoing in the background.

You finally peeled your eyes open to find Jeonghan seated next to you, his fingers playing with your own. It was Jeonghan, but it also wasn't.

His short dark locks had been replaced by a veil of chin-length blonde hair. His body was encased by a loose white tunic cinched at the waist with a gold band.

You found yourself similarly dressed with a gold headband woven like vines wrapped around your head and matching bands adorning your wrist. Your garment was a deep blue, however, draping down to your ankles, your feet wound up in strappy sandals.

You weren’t quite sure how you knew, but you did.

This was your first life and this was the fields beyond the village where Jeonghan, you beloved angel had first kissed you and confessed to you his first sin: He had fallen in love with a human.

You.

You called his name, raising a hand to cup his face when a firefly in broad daylight captured your attention. Your fingers had barely grazed his smooth skin when the ground opened up out from under you and sucked you in whole. You screamed but no sound was made.

Your past lives came to you in flashes – like photos spilling out of a Polaroid, snippets of your happiest and saddest moments.

1212 B.C., when the wooden box with blue light spilling from the seams that sat on Jeonghan’s dresser called your name.

1569 A.D., when he arrived to the shores of South America, clad in armor, his icy blue eyes only lands on you for the first time in centuries.

1771 A.D., when you held your firstborn son in your arms and Jeonghan stood by close, pressing a long hard peck against your sweaty temple.

1988 A.D., when Jeonguan pulled your body from the ruins of the burning warehouse.

Each moment broke you. Each moment sewed you back together. The memories blended together around you, spinning like a tornado. Scolds, laughters, images, smells, his haunting touch moving across every inch of your laughter, you found yourself gasping for air. The next time you blinked, you found yourself back at the pub, hunched over and panting.

You sucked in a sharp breath, followed by a pitiful whimper. You broke out into a sob – one that blurred your vision and shook your body violently, as all the memories sunk into your mind. You tried your best to control yourself, knowing acquaintances and strangers alike were here, with their eyes trained on you. You lurched forward, bowing your head to hide your tears, hoping your grasp on the barrel would steady you.

"What's going on here?" Seokmin walked over, purposely wedging himself in between you and Jeonghan.hd threw the fallen angel a nasty look before turning to you.

You shook your head fervently at his questions, choking on your tears, unable to produce a comprehensible sound.

"Y/N?" Seokmin's worried eyes skimmed over you. "Please, talk to me."

When you gripped onto his forearm and only cried harder, Seokmin spun around to face Jeonghan. Oh how we wanted to wipe off that smirk off the pretty man's face.

"You," Seokmin narrowed his eyed and lunged at Jeonghan, grabbing his collar.

"Seok, no!" you finally managed to shout. "Please make, please, please, please."

Jeonghan raised a teasing eyebrow, poking his tongue into cheek.

"Don't hurt him," you begged.

Roughly though reluctantly, Seokmin let go of Jeonghan, shoving him back before turning to you again. He pulled into an embrace, rubbing soothing circles into your back. He kissed the crown of your head.

"Let's go home," Seokmin suggested.

But home was no longer the little tent you had in the forest with Seokmin.

Home was with him.

The man standing behind Seokmin.

Whatever cruel destiny fate would lead the two of you in this lifetime, home was Yoon Jeonghan.

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[hoshifighting]

Choi Seungcheol

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Secret Agent/Enemies to lovers - Where you are a Secret Agent, and on a new task, the director of your agency puts you in charge of a mission, however shared with Seungcheol, your enemy within the company. (WC: 3.2k) Smut & Crack

Cherry Picked - To get closer to university, you decide to move back to your childhood home. That's when you bump into Seungcheol, an old friend you haven't seen in ages. Surprisingly, he still remembers how much you loved the cherries he used to pick for you from his backyard when you were kids. (WC: 4.9k) Fluff & Smut

"S" on My Chest 'Cause I'm Ready to Save Him - Amidst the chaos of your world, you found Seungcheol, a man with gummy smile who melted the icy walls around your heart. But just when things were heating up between you two… You find out he's from a rival mafia, all thanks to a tattoo on his back. And you have to protect him. (WC: 7.1k) Smut, Angst & Mafia

Friends with benefits - Where Seungcheol is your bestfriend with benefits, and after you agree to go on a date with a guy, Seungcheol has a jealous crisis. And during the date, you realize that it was a mistake to go out with this guy.

Hit the Books, Hit the Sheets - Where after weeks with your face buried inside of books on the brink of exhaustion, however, when the day of the exam arrives, your hard work pays off as you receive notice of an outstanding grade—an A+. Overwhelmed with pride and joy, Seungcheol decides to reward you for your dedication. (WC: 3.4k) Smut & Fluff

Bodyguard - During a trip defined by your father, you, in an act of provocation, choose Seungcheol to be your personal bodyguard. (WC: 8.8k) Smut & Angst

Threesome - Hard Dom - Jeonghan & Brat Sub - Seungcheol (WC: 5.6k) Smut

Threesome - Ice Play - Jeonghan x Seungcheol x You (WC: 1.8k) Smut

Concepts

Jealousy + brat-taming

Sub Seungcheol

#seungcheol mastelist

[cheolism]

-ˏˋ boo seungkwan masterlist ˊˎ

— pick your story !!

➔ key:

▹fluff ━━ f / smut ━━ s / hurt ━━ h / angst & comfort ━━ c

✿ ━ first

➔ | s | f | 5k words | ➔ you and seungkwan were new to relationships, and netiher of you felt rushed to do anything. six months in, and you both still haven't had sex. but then you start looking at his hands and thighs, and find you just can't help yourself.

❀ ━ his reward

➔ | s | h | 4.3k words | ➔ seungkwan has had a long day and practice and decides that he deserves a reward: his head between your thighs

✿ ━ voice

➔ | s | 2.3k words | ➔ your boyfriend calls while you're fantasizing about his fingers and voice

❀ ━ how flowers bloom

➔ | s | 3.1k words | ➔ every year, you and the god of spring meet at the edge of the clearing to perform the ceremony that decides if winter will endure or if spring will prevail, repeating the ceremony weekly until spring finally wins. after you won the last several weeks, keeping the world under your icy spell, seungkwan decides to use alternative tactics to dominate you and bring spring back.

✿ ━ when the wolves take you away

➔  | s | 4.6k words |

➔  the boy your brother, jeonghan, has been stringing along joins you in the bathroom to confront you. inspired by dpr ian's "don't go insane".

shorts:

➔ seungkwan + cumplay

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[yxlnst]

SEVENTEENS REACTION

🎀 : When they see you with a different guy and accuse you of cheating

🧸 : a mix of angst and fluff

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S.Coups

S.Coups's reaction would be intense. He'd see you with another guy, and his immediate response would be to confront you, his voice filled with anger. "What's going on?" he'd ask, struggling to control his emotions. The jealousy would drive him to raise his voice, questioning your loyalty, even though deep down, he hoped he was wrong.

After the heated argument, he’d realize that he overreacted. He'd approach you with a softer tone, his arms open for a hug. "I'm sorry," he'd say, pulling you into his embrace. He'd hold you close, his grip firm but comforting, and promise to trust you more in the future.

Jeonghan

Jeonghan's jealousy would be more sarcastic and biting. He'd see you with another guy and approach you with a smirk that didn't reach his eyes. "Having fun?" he'd ask, his words dripping with sarcasm. The accusation would be subtle, but his underlying anger would be clear.

After the argument, he'd realize he was wrong and would try to make amends with playful banter, softening his approach. "You know I was kidding, right?" he'd say, pulling you into a side hug. He'd cuddle with you on the couch, promising to be more trusting, his fingers gently brushing through your hair.

Joshua

Joshua would be calm at first but would grow increasingly upset as he thought about the situation. He'd see you with another guy and feel a mix of anger and disappointment. He'd approach you quietly, his voice tense. "Who was that?" he'd ask, trying to keep his composure. When you explained, he'd struggle to accept your words, feeling betrayed.

After the argument, he'd come back with an apology, admitting he was wrong to jump to conclusions. He'd wrap his arms around you, resting his head on your shoulder. "I'm sorry," he'd say, holding you tight. He'd spend the evening cuddling with you, promising to trust you and work on his jealousy.

Jun

Jun's reaction would be quiet but intense. He'd see you with another guy and would immediately assume the worst. His anger would simmer beneath the surface, and when he confronted you, his words would be sharp. "What was that about?" he'd ask, his tone icy. The fight would escalate as he questioned your loyalty, his usual calm demeanor fading.

After cooling down, he'd approach you with a more understanding attitude, realizing he'd overreacted. He'd sit beside you, his hand on your knee. "I'm sorry," he'd say, his voice soft. He'd cuddle with you, wrapping a blanket around you both, and whispering reassurances in your ear.

Hoshi

Hoshi's jealousy would be dramatic and loud. He'd see you with another guy and immediately jump to conclusions, his energy driving him to confront you on the spot. "Who's that?" he'd ask, his voice rising. The argument would be explosive, with him accusing you of cheating and not listening to your explanations.

After the fight, he'd feel intense guilt and would come back to you with open arms, ready to apologize. He'd wrap you in a bear hug, his voice filled with remorse. "I didn't mean it," he'd say, his eyes pleading for forgiveness. He'd cuddle with you, his energy focused on making you feel safe and loved.

Wonwoo

Wonwoo's reaction would be quiet but intense. He'd see you with another guy and would internalize his jealousy, his anger growing as he thought about it. When he finally confronted you, his words would be cold and accusatory. "Who is that?" he'd ask, his eyes narrowing. The argument would escalate, his usual calm demeanor turning sharp.

After some time apart, he'd come back with a softer approach, realizing he’d overreacted. He'd sit beside you, offering a quiet apology. "I was wrong," he'd say, his voice low. He'd cuddle with you, holding you close, and promise to work on his trust issues, his head resting on your shoulder.

Woozi

Woozi's jealousy would be intense and straightforward. He'd see you with another guy and wouldn't hesitate to confront you. His voice would be sharp, his words cutting as he accused you of cheating. "What were you doing with him?" he'd ask, his anger driving him to question your loyalty.

After the fight, he'd feel remorseful and would come back with an apology. He'd sit beside you, his head bowed. "I'm sorry," he'd say, his voice filled with regret. He'd cuddle with you, his arms around your waist, promising to be more understanding and to work on his temper.

DK

DK's reaction would be emotional and impulsive. He'd see you with another guy and immediately confront you, his voice full of hurt and anger. "Why were you with him?" he'd ask, his words laced with jealousy. The argument would escalate quickly, his emotions driving him to say things he might regret.

After the fight, he'd be filled with guilt and would approach you with tears in his eyes. He'd hug you, his grip tight. "I'm sorry," he'd say, his voice trembling. He'd cuddle with you, promising to trust you more and not jump to conclusions, his warmth making you feel safe again.

Mingyu

Mingyu's jealousy would be intense and confrontational. He'd see you with another guy and would immediately assume the worst. His anger would lead him to confront you, his voice raised as he accused you of cheating. "Who was that?" he'd ask, his words sharp and hurtful.

After the fight, he'd feel immense guilt and would come back with an apology. He'd wrap you in a hug, his arms strong around you. "I'm sorry," he'd say, his voice low and sincere. He'd cuddle with you, spending the evening making it up to you with small acts of kindness, promising to be better.

The8

The8's reaction would be calm but intense. He'd see you with another guy and would internalize his jealousy, his anger building as he thought about it. When he finally confronted you, his words would be sharp and direct. "What were you doing with him?" he'd ask, his voice cold. The argument would escalate, his usual calm demeanor turning serious.

After some time to cool down, he'd come back with a softer approach, realizing he'd overreacted. He'd sit beside you, offering an apology. "I'm sorry," he'd say, his voice gentle. He'd cuddle with you, holding you close, and promise to trust you more, his calm presence helping to mend the rift.

Seungkwan

Seungkwan's jealousy would be dramatic and emotional. He'd see you with another guy and immediately jump to conclusions, his voice full of accusation. "Who's that?" he'd ask, his words filled with suspicion. The argument would be intense, with him raising his voice and questioning your loyalty.

After the fight, he'd feel a mix of guilt and regret, realizing he'd overreacted. He'd come back to you with a heartfelt apology, his eyes filled with remorse. He'd cuddle with you, his dramatic energy shifting to comforting and affectionate, promising to work on his jealousy and be more trusting.

Vernon

Vernon's reaction would be calm but distant. He'd see you with another guy and wouldn't immediately confront you, but his jealousy would grow as he thought about it. When he finally spoke to you, his words would be cold and detached, his usual laid-back demeanor replaced with anger. "Who was that?" he'd ask, his voice devoid of warmth.

After taking some time to process his emotions, he'd approach you with a softer tone. "I'm sorry," he'd say, his voice quiet. He'd cuddle with you, offering a gentle embrace, promising to be more open about his feelings and not let jealousy get the best of him.

Dino

Dino's reaction would be intense and impulsive. He'd see you with another guy and immediately confront you, his voice full of anger and confusion. "Why were you with him?" he'd ask, his words sharp and emotional. The argument would escalate quickly, his youthful energy driving him to question your loyalty without fully listening to your explanations.

After the fight, he'd feel immense guilt and would come back with tears in his eyes, ready to apologize. He'd hug you tightly, his embrace warm and comforting. "I'm sorry," he'd say, his voice filled with regret. He'd cuddle with you, promising to trust you and not jump to conclusions, his youthful enthusiasm shifting to gentle affection as he sought to make things right.

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[sea-moon-star]

BTSVT as songs from Midnights by Taylor Swift

A/N- Just my way of combining all three lomls, here are the lyrics & songs I associate with each member . Special credits to my JK+Jeonghan biased partner in crime (you know who you are) for helping me put this together! 🌊🌙⭐

Seungcheol 💎 Karma - And I keep my side of the street clean, you wouldn't know what I mean. Jeonghan 💎 Maroon - And I wake with your memory over me, that's a real fucking legacy. Joshua 💎 Midnight Rain - My boy was a montage, a slow-motion, love potion. Jun 💎 Question? - Does it feel like everything's just like second-best after that meteor strike? Soonyoung 💎 Labyrinth - You would break your back to make me break a smile. Wonwoo 💎 The Great War - Soldier down on that icy ground, looked up at me with honor and truth. Jihoon 💎 Vigilante Shit - I don't start shit but I can tell you how it ends. Seokmin 💎 You're Losing Me - I gave you all my best me's, my endless empathy. Mingyu 💎 Hits Different - It hits different 'cause it's you. Minghao 💎 Snow On The Beach - I've never seen someone lit from within. Seungkwan 💎 Bigger Than The Whole Sky - You were bigger than the whole sky, you were more than just a short time. Hansol 💎 You're On Your Own Kid - Everything you lose is a step you take.

Chan 💎 Glitch - In search of glorious happenings of happenstance on someone else's playground. Seokjin 💜 Mastermind - I'm the wind in our free-flowing sails. Yoongi 💜 Dear Reader - Bend when you can, snap when you have to. Hoseok 💜 Bejeweled - I can still make the whole place shimmer. Namjoon 💜 Anti-Hero - I'll stare directly at the sun but never in the mirror. Jimin 💜 Paris - I was taken by the view, like we were in Paris. Taehyung 💜 Sweet Nothing - To you, I can admit that I'm just too soft for all of it. Jungkook 💜 Lavender Haze - Surreal, I'm damned if I do give a damn what people say.

THE END. 🌊🌙⭐

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[pepperonidk]

seventeen as the seasons

warnings: i am so sorry to the southern hemisphere i did say that october was fall 🧎🏼

a/n: i wrote this instead of doing my hw as an apology for not uploading the end of aml yet... i promise its almost done pls don't hate me

✿ seungcheol is fall, but right at the beginning of it ↳ he is like warm days but cool evenings, when the days are beginning to get shorter and you start to feel the warm sleepiness of the fall. he's the excitement for the holidays to come, and the giddiness of seeing the first of the trees turn into orange. The beginning of school, the beginning of busy days and long evenings. he's the joy of finding your favorite candle back in stock and burning it for much too long, exciting yourself for the cold days to come. he's the feeling of nostalgia when you find old memories of the bright nights of summertime and the longing for new stories to tell.

✿ jeonghan is fall, the entire month of october ↳ he is bright orange paper leaves that line shop windows and spooky plastic decorations on suburban lawns. he's the exhilirating feeling you get while walking through a haunted house, the feeling of being scared, but knowing you're safe in someone's arms. he's the excitement of seeing your favorite candy in your bucket and wearing a silly costume to make someone laugh. he's the warmth of watching a scary movie with a group of friends while making jokes through the whole thing.

✿ joshua is the beginning of summer ↳ he is cool mornings with dew still on the grass and bright and sunny days full of laughter and sweat. he's a day spent by the water surrounded by the sound of splashing and shenanigans. he's a bright colored popsicle that stains your tongue and leaves you craving the taste of raspberries for the rest of the day. he's the sharp feeling of tip toeing across the hot pavement before the relief of sticking your feet into the pool. he's the giddiness of planning a road trip to another city with your closest friends.

✿ jun is spring, right as the snow is melting to reveal bright green grass ↳ he is the smell of fresh morning dew lining the leaves, the smell of fresh flowers tickling your nose to excite you for the warmer days to come. he's bright colored cardigans and sweaters to keep you warm, but excite you for the flowers in their bloom. he's tulip farms that are clothed in various shades of pinks and purples and yellows and oranges. he's the softness of the breeze that makes you wrap your arms a little tighter around yourself as you walk out to feel the sunlight. he's the warmth of the sun and the softness of pastels. he's hastily planned picnics with your lover on checkered blankets.

✿ soonyoung is summer evenings spent at carnivals with friends ↳ he's the screams of joy on loopy rollercoasters while clutching on the hand of your lover. he's funnel cake dinners and ice cream sundae desserts. he's the feeling of pride after winning the largest teddy bear in the game. he is the warm glow of the boardwalk lights that make your skin shine against the indigo night. he is fireworks that boom in the sky and feel electric in your bones. he's the feeling of awe when you get to the top of the ferris wheel and see how small the world looks from above. he's the feeling of air escaping your lungs and rushing back in on the up and down of the rollercoasters. he's pink and blue cotton candy and the rush of sugar you feel in your body.

✿ wonwoo is the thick of winter ↳ he is the feeling of surprise you get when you swear you're used to the cold until you feel the bite of the wind. he's the feeling of bliss when you finally find yourself by the fire. he is icy hands desperate to find themselves in the warmth of a lover. he's the warm sweetness of a mug of hot chocolate sliding down your throat. he's the silliness of having to switch which hand to hold your book and which hand can be warm in the blanket. he's the child-like happiness when you wake up to see a blanket of white outside and know there's not going to be school that day. he's snowball fights and snowmen and snow angels and red noses that come with it. he is mitten-clad hands trying to clumsily hold on to each other on frozen ponds.

✿ jihoon is the icy winter evenings ↳ he is nights spent under multiple blankets. he is pajamas with the pants tucked into fuzzy socks and red checkered tops. he is the sound of the wind howling with snow, but feeling warm inside. he is hearty bowls of soup with steam that feels biting against your frozen cheeks but make your whole body relax in its warmth. he is curling up beside your lover and cringing when their icy toes find their way onto your skin but melting into the comfort of their touch. he's the sense of relief of cancelled plans, of slipping off uncomfortable shoes to curl back up on the couch. he is the soft jazz holiday music playing to mask the sound of the wind as you dance with your lover, gliding across the floor in fuzzy socks.

✿ seokmin is springtime, when the flowers are blooming and the sunlight is is coming down in cascades ↳ he is pops of pastel colors and the sweetness of pink colored candy that fills every one of your senses. He is the pink cherry blossoms that you long to see every year, the yearning and the joy of finally standing under falling petals. he is the sneak peek of long sunny days after long cold nights. he is the feeling of excitement after finally putting your coats away and opting for something lighter. he's the melody of birds finding their way back after hiding from the cold. he's the earnestness of the trees getting their leaves back, the feeling that something new is about to begin, something good and something sweet.

✿ mingyu is early summer mornings ↳ he is the feeling of waking up to darkness to feel the cool breeze against your tired face right before the sun rises. he is the candy colored sky as the sun begins to creep over the horizon, the shades of pink and purple that paint the sky. he is the smell of dew and the sound of birds beginning their songs. he's the sontentment of waking up before your lover and watching their movements as they reach over to find you in their sleep. he's exhilaration of an early morning jog, the feeling of warmth that surprises you after a few minutes of chilliness. he's the excitement of the brightness to come, of the memories to be made, the stories to be told.

✿ minghao is fall mornings when every breeze brings colorful leaves to the ground ↳ he is color all around. shades of orange and gold and brown against a background of sunrise -- pinks and purples on a bright sky. he is the crunch of leaves as you step on them, a reminder that another year is nearing its end. he is the contentment of early morning walks, with jackets that begin to feel too warm after half an hour, but cheeks that sting from the chilly wind. he is the brightness of gold leaves that shine even in the piles of leaves that find their way together. he is the joy of jumping into a pile of leaves as a child, the earnestness of raking them back into a neat mound only to jump in once again. he is the scent of pumpkin spice wafting from bakeries and candle shops on early walks and sigh of relief after the first sip of a hot cup of coffee.

✿ seungkwan is rainy spring days that quickly disappear into sunny afternoons ↳ he is petrichor, the smell of freshly dried rain. he is sunlight escaping through gray clouds. he is gold that forms cracks in a dark sky, like kintsugi, like art. he is the crashes of thunder that suddenly give way to the harmonies of bird songs. he is the child-like excitement of jumping into puddles with bright colored rain puddles. he is the vibrant blue that hides behind stormy skies. he is rainbows of promises of brightness to come. he is the feeling of running from the rain while holding hands with your lover. he is the reflections in puddles, backlit by the sun as you finally enjoy the cascades of sunshine on your skin.

✿ vernon is winter mornings without snow... warm enough to trick you into believing it's spring ↳ he is the feeling of giddiness when your favorite t-shirt makes a comeback for the day without being hidden by a puffy winter coat. he's the sunlight reflecting on puddles in the street, bright enough to make you squint your eyes, and warm enough to make you think there are even flowers on the trees. he's the extra bright blue that makes you wonder if the sky has ever been this blue. he's the crowded parks and sidewalks, full of people who want to bask in the sun. he's the feeling of suddenly longing for picnics with your lover, and longing for bright pastels and hours of sunshine. he's the feeling of yearning when the day ends too soon and the night brings the icy wind once again.

✿ dino is the middle of summer when the sun is at its highest and the days are longest ↳ he is the stickiness of the summer heat, the glow of sunlight on skin. he's the bright blue sky with no clouds to hide the sun. he's the feeling of tenderness from a sunburn, but the contentment of wanting to go back out again tomorrow. he's the sleepiness of midday heat, of laying by the fan and falling asleep with only the blanket of summer heat on you. he's waking up from a nap and still seeing the sun out, of asking your friends what the next plan is. he is the feeling of giddiness of saying "the day is still young" at 6 p.m., because the sun is still at its zenith. he's the happy numbness in your mouth from eating an ice cream cone too quickly. he is the sweet kisses that taste like cotton candy that leave you wanting more. he is the shock of brightness after taking off your sunglasses to see the blinding glory of sunlight.

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