[6:28 Pm] ⎯ 심재윤 ⋅ Jake Sim

Junhui as memes in my camera roll

Hello, I was wondering if I could make a request for jeonghannie 😢😢, how would he react to seeing you breastfeed your baby in front of him?

95'S LINE SVT AS DADS

dad!jeonghan, dad!joshua, dad!s.coups x reader

a.n: hihi, this was so cute,, thank you for requesting!!

I thought about adding something and making Jeonghan(+ the 95's line) as a dad, hope that's okay and I hope you will like it !!

hcs ; + short scenario ; separated ; fluff ; 1.9k wc. ; BLUSHING OVER ALL OF THEM

JEONGHAN [정한]

Imagine him with a daughter. the devil duo. A duo that everyone fears because of the pranks they play every day. So, good luck dealing with the female copy of Jeonghan… He would be adorable though; he would do anything to make his daughter happy and would also tend to spoil her to see her smile…he would let her find her hobbies and then become her biggest support!! He throws a tantrum when your daughter wants to stay with you. he might even pout and huff as he tries to get your attention, but you would keep to annoy him - and even if he does not admit it he loves it. In fact, he would love most of all when your daughter is with you. the two people who make him happy most in the world sleeping peacefully in your bed; he would lie down with you to soon fall asleep happily, safe in the knowledge that when he wakes up you would be the first thing he sees.

Starting from the beginning, when you have just become parents. And you are sharing the first experiences, such as the first diaper change, the first doctor's visit, the first clothes and toys purchased, and the first time he saw you breastfeeding your daughter.

Even the most ordinary and natural action you did for your child made him shy as if it reminded him of his love for you.

But not just any love, but the kind of teenage love that brought you together while you were still in high school. That sincere and pure love that marks a newly-arrived feeling, that love that makes your heart beat wildly for something as simple as a gaze or a hand brush.

Looking away, wandering eyes, hand still on the doorknob, body between the doorway and the room, blushing face, unclear and vague speech, a smirk of hidden happiness – these are his reactions to seeing you breastfeed your daughter for the first time.

That would be the first time he understood that your relationship had reached new depths and that something more than ever had been established from your wonderful marriage.

And that for the rest of your lives, you will not only have each other to keep you company, but you will also have your daughter to whom you can pour out all your love.

After you teased a bit but mostly comforted him--there was no need to be nervous after everything that had happened between you--he entered the room and sat down next to you. He didn't want to say anything because he was terrified of interrupting what was happening in front of your eyes. He'd wait for the baby to go to sleep before assisting you with anything you wanted to do. A warm bath? He would make it. Sleep? He would sleep with you. Should I eat something? He has already entered the kitchen.

I don't know how many more times you will have the chance to see Jeonghan so openly available, wanting nothing in return?

Although, in reality, every move he made was an attempt to express his deepest gratitude to you and to truly remind you how much he cares about you.

S.COUPS [ 에스쿱스]

DAD OF TWINS. I won't take no for an answer. I imagine twins, a boy and a girl, whom he would love with all his heart. He would go to both of their games and matches. He would be that father cheering up 24/7 his kid. S.coups plans family outings, finds delicious recipes, and loves playing 24/7 with his children. He would continuously smile when he was with them, and he would do everything he could to spend as much time as possible with his family. And I think he is the type that even when he is not with his children, ALWAYS talks about them. As if they were awards or cats, he would show everyone their pictures. + He would have a picture of you holding the twins as his phone background. He would become a chef, always thinking about what to cook he might buy for his children.

+ I believe he is the type of person who would want them to match their outfit…and with him too. He would love to tell them stories, especially creating new ones, either to put them to sleep or to entertain them on the walks. They'd be so unique and entertaining that they'd catch your attention and you'd start listening to them as well.

Imagine your family on one of the summer weekends. The kids are six years old, and you're going for a short hike on a mountain. You're holding hands while he's backpacking your sleeping son and, with his other hand, holding his daughter's hand. He'd have a 32-toothed smile on his face and a proud look on his face as he narrated another of his stories. As fate would have it, the story had ended by the time you arrived in the designated meadow, and the children had gone asleep as well. You lay down on a huge sheet that has been spread out. S.coups brought out the sack lunch you had brought, and you and he proceeded to eat as the twins slept peacefully.

You are lying down addled with your head on his legs, remembering about days spent together, as he gently brushes your hair. You two begin talking about how you dreamt about those experiences as teenagers and how wonderful it was that it all came true in the end. Your quiet conversation awakened the two kids who were hungry and eager to eat the delicious lunch you had prepared.

Your lunch was over in a burst of laughter and more stories, and your children instantly went around the large field to play. Before you could move, you noticed S.coups getting up and following them.

It was just you and your family in that idyllic place, and everything in that moment only brought joy to your heart. Running in the meadows, bouncing in the grass, gasping breaths, loud laughing, sunshine lighting up faces and legs that wouldn't stop moving - everything in that moment only brought joy to your heart.

Taking a picture or a video would never be enough to capture that moment, so you closed your eyes for a second to imprint that memory as deeply as possible in your mind.

As if your eyes were a camera, and you heard your husband's voice shouting as they closed--as if before a shot.

"THE FIRST ONE WHO REACHES MOM WIN," and the most gorgeous vision was before you as soon as you opened your eyes again.

The three people you cared about the most in the world, with whom you were able to share every aspect of yourself and who you could always rely on, were running toward you. Arms outstretched, enormous smiles, quick running, and upbeat attitudes: that was an incredible summer day.

JOSHUA [조슈아]

The beautiful dad that everyone admires. He is kind, loving, intelligent, handsome, helpful, funny… And of course, he only has eyes for you and your children. I imagine a family with three or four children of different ages. He would like to have large families and be surrounded by people he cares about. I believe he would remember every detail about all of his children, no matter how small. Let's be honest: he loves taking care of his children(MALEWIFE VIBES.) He would love to go to the grocery and bring home a few extra surprises for the kids. + He is the type of parent who would come back with pounds of something you said you liked months ago. He would also take you on trips when the children are old enough. And he makes every effort to include y'all in his business trips. As much as he doesn't always show it, I believe he misses you continuously while you're not with him. HE WOULD SING FOR YOUR CHILDREN. Those wonderful lullabies that would sound heavenly and perfect to lull them to sleep through his voice.

It's late at night, and your town is being battered by a violent thunderstorm. Sleep is restless and light due to the roaring rain, lightning, thunder, and noisily moving leaves.

Some people are not influenced by the weather outside; on the contrary, they are lulled by it, but others, such as your children, are frightened by it. It was soft weeping, not outside noises, that woke you up.

Your 5-year-old kid approached your bed with tears in his eyes, wanting to go with you and your husband to your bed.

It didn't take long for the child to snuggle between you and Joshua after waking you up, falling asleep peacefully after a few minutes.

After the initial worry, the image of your lover and son sleeping close together was projected in front of your eyes, and you quickly fell back into Morpheus' embrace.

It wasn't more than five minutes later that you heard your 6-year-old middle daughter moving the sheets on your bed. She, too, had been woken up by the thunderstorm and was unable to sleep due to her fear of the noises that had grown louder in the meantime.

You invited her to sleep in your bed without thinking about it.

The bed was suddenly filled with warmth and breaths that had slept together that night. Even with the arrival of your daughter, Joshua had not awoken.

But it was when he heard the word "dad" that he sat up in bed and opened his eyes wide.

He saw his seven-year-old son by his bed and, shifting his sight to the bed, he noticed the rest of his family sound asleep. He couldn't explain what had happened, but it felt like a warm squeeze to his heart, which was full of love.

He smiled and turned to face his kid, asking what he was doing there.

"The storm woke me up, and in the room, I no longer saw my brothers," he murmured, alluding to the two who were now peacefully sleeping next to you.

Thunder interrupted the silence before your husband could say anything. Your son approached his father as he shook himself awake.

That thunder had woken you all up, and the younger brother's sudden crying had woken his sister up as well.

You sat up in your chair and looked at the time; it was 4:54 a.m. As you held the children in your arms, their cries appeared to grow louder, and your soft words sought to drown out their sorrow.

Any noise was broken by a more musical sound.

To put his children to sleep, Joshua began humming their favorite song. His voice was still slightly raspy from just waking up, but it just added to his allure.

And you were not the only one who thought so.

The children, enchanted, began to be calmed to sleep by that melody.

Joshua had gotten up to make a place for the older brother, who had also lying out in bed.

You hinted about getting up and leaving so your husband could stay in bed. But, with a simple smile and a wave of his hand, he assured you that you could stay and that he would sleep on the couch next to the bed for the rest of the night.

His hair was messy, his voice was harsh but clear, and his eyes were half-closed. In your opinion, Joshua had never looked more beautiful.

And everyone in that house had gone asleep thanks to his voice; minds wandered through dreams, and his image imprinted in your mind followed you to the dream realm as well.

Thank you for reading!! comments, likes, and reblogs are always greatly appreciated. I hope y'all will like it <3

cruel summer — preview.

synopsis: choi seungcheol is your best friend’s brother. he may be your summer fling. he is definitely not the love of your life—especially not now.

pairing: choi seungcheol x female reader genre: best friend’s brother!au, summer fling!au, friends with benefits!au | romance, angst, smut preview word count: 360 (estimated: 8k-10k)

preview warnings: alcohol consumption, profanity note: inspired by taylor swift’s cruel summer.

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Choi Seungcheol’s cold fingers dig into your waist. He tugs you close, his laugh barely a whisper in the silence when you let out a startled squeak.

“Enjoying yourself?” you murmur, as if the lazy, content grin on his lips isn’t indication enough.

He looks up at you, the dancing lights of the bar reflected in his eyes. You run a hand through his hair, fingers slipping through the soft strands. You wonder if you should tell him about the small smudge of lipstick by the corner of his mouth—but you decide against it when Seungcheol pulls you down onto his lap, the bar stool he’s sitting on turning slightly due to the added weight.

With one arm securely wrapped behind you to keep you from falling, Seungcheol gently hums in affirmation. You scoff, ducking your head; your breaths mingle. “Haneul and Jeonghan will be back soon.”

“Fuck ‘em,” he drawls, and that’s how you know he’s tipsy.

Because Choi Seungcheol would be horrified if his sister ever found out he was fucking her best friend. And he knows you would be horrified if your best friend found out you were fucking her brother. It’s rather ironic, you think, because Haneul is hitting on Seungcheol’s best friend, Yoon Jeonghan—and she’s not exactly subtle about it, either.

You place your hands on the junction where his jaw meets his neck, on the sides of his face. His skin is warm there; he shifts slightly like it tickles. “Yeah, and then we’ll never hear the end of it.”

Seungcheol tilts his head, his gaze still fixed on you. “Okay,” he says. “Let’s go out for a bit, then.”

“I’ll need to tell Haneul where we are.”

He lifts up his shoulder in a half-shrug. “She’ll find us.”

You glance again at the lipstick smudge at the corner of his lips. A part of you itches to rub it off. As if he’s read your mind, Choi Seungcheol lifts up one side of his mouth in a smirk—a challenge and an invitation, both. You’re not surprised when your mouth splits into a grin. He’s always had that effect on you, the kind that makes you want to grab his face and kiss him senseless just to get him to shut up.

author's note: hi hello welcome to this new impulsive fic i started!!! i promise i'm working on my wips as well, but... this idea popped up and i couldn't not write it. please send an ask/comment if you'd like to be tagged in the full fic!!! tysm for reading! 💐🥰

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i saw this somewhere and thought it would be fun :)

the first celeb, outfit, quote and aesthetic pic that show up on your pinterest feed are your vibe.

no pressure tags: @wqnwoos @lovelyhan @toruro @hansoullie @jeonride @lheewonz @hanverse @dkfile and anyone else interested! :)

what if everything is intentional. what if dancing with your friends matters as much as picking up groceries. what if you put color in your hair and a stranger feels seen. what if someone makes soup for you. what if tears are sacred. what if it’s all love.

[230928] Givenchy SS24 - Paris Fashion Week

21-Ds 🐸 don't edit/crop logo.

one thing i need to start living by is “become the thing that you want” if i want friends who throw themed parties maybe i should start throwing those parties. if i want someone who writes me love letters maybe i should start writing letters for the people i love. if i want to hang out at museums and pretty cafes maybe i should invite my friends to these places. and maybe even then i won’t find the kind of people i want to be around. but then i would have become the exact person i want to be around. and maybe that’s good enough.

A compilation of Joshua's many shocked faces for those who need it!

this was so hot omg cannot wait for psycho I was the same after these photos dropped

JUNE!!! what if biting his pecs right before the pictures were taken so that's why he's wearing that blazer 👀

member | bf!jun x reader genre | smut, idol!au word count | ~850 smut warnings | no descriptions of reader anatomy but jun uses "good girl" as a nickname so do with that what you will, making out (like hard), dry humping, a lot of detail about abs (duh), marking, reader is a little bit possessive about the marking, somewhat dom!jun, everything is very fast and rough and steamy notes | if you wanna know how i'm doing after these pics dropped... you don't wanna know (hint: not well)

“fuck,” jun moans breathlessly as he bucks his hips up into you, his fingers holding your waist in a death grip against his lap. “you know my stylist fucking hates you, right?”

“like i give a shit,” you scoff, grazing your teeth over his hard nipple. you can feel the noises he makes vibrating deep in his chest, a low grumble beneath your lips as you let your mouth wander across his skin. “they put you in an outfit like this and expect me to not want to fuck the life out of you?”

you’re sure somebody must be looking for him by now, and people are probably starting to get angry that he’s late for the next round of photoshoots, but when he’d pulled you into his dressing room to get your approval for his outfit, you couldn’t resist the opportunity to get your hands on him, not when he looks so good so exposed like this.

it won’t be the first time his makeup artists will have to cover the fading bruises you’ve left all over his body. but in this outfit that shows off his defined abs and leaves little to the imagination, this time there’s no fabric to hide your marks from the camera. though no one ever mentions it, you know everyone notices, and it gives you a selfish sense of pride knowing that you alone are the one responsible for them.

the exhilaration of having so little time together makes your heart race with a kind of desperation you’ve never felt before. you’ve had plenty of quickies in bathrooms and closets, backstage rooms and changing areas, but never like this. sitting in jun’s lap, fully clothed, both of you frantically grinding against each other as you make it your mission to put your mouth on every inch of him as fast as you possibly can.

jun nearly growls when you rake your nails down his torso, his hands quickly moving up your body to cup your chin and pull your face towards him to capture your lips.

you push your hands flat against his chest, feeling his firm muscle beneath your palms as you desperately work your mouth with his, the sounds of both your whines mixing with the sloppy noise from your kisses.

his hands tighten in your hair, pulling your head back quickly as you both gasp for air. “god, i wanna fuck you so bad right now, but there’s no time,” he murmurs, and you can feel the heat from his breath washing over your lips.

your hands fall to his hips, tracing the deep ridges of his v-line with your fingertips as he tosses his head back with a choked moan. you lean forward to smash your lips against his, and just as you’re about to follow the trail of hair on his stomach down lower, there’s a loud knock at the door and a voice calling jun’s name urgently.

“fuck— baby, i really gotta go,” he groans as he pulls away from you, your bottom lip caught between his teeth for a second before his mouth leaves yours. “you’re gonna make me cum in these pants, and then they’ll really be pissed.”

you whine in annoyance and your fingers grip onto the collar of his jacket trying to tug him back to you, but he grabs your waist to lift you off of his lap, and reluctantly you let him stand up. he curses under his breath as he grabs at his crotch with shaky hands, trying to adjust himself quickly so the tent in his pants isn’t quite so obvious.

he wraps his hands around your waist and drags you toward him, giving you another kiss. “be a good girl and i’ll let you ride my abs when we get home later, okay?” he says in a hoarse voice, his fingers trailing down your jaw. “i know how much you like that. and then after that maybe i’ll let you lick me clean, as a treat.”

“god, that sounds so good. please make this fast, jun, please,” you moan.

“my needy baby,” he chuckles, still a little out of breath. “i’ll try, but we’re already behind schedule, and you know how long these things take.”

“i can think of something else that’s long that i’d rather be taking right now,” you pout at him. you run your hands over his chest once more, and he laughs and pulls you back in for one last rough kiss before heading for the dressing room door.

“i promise i’ll be as fast as i can, and then you can have me all you want. i’ll see you after.” he winks, and a second later he’s gone.

the door slams shut and you fall back down onto the chair with a sigh, leaning your head back as your hand slips down between your legs. you’re impatient, and you’ve got nothing but time to kill waiting for jun to finish working. but the thoughts running through your head and the lingering feeling of his skin beneath your fingertips is more than enough to keep you occupied until he comes back.

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