What If Sangwoo Existed When Light Was On A Death Note Rampage?

when u used to be an overachiever but now ur barely running on enough energy to function and u dont know how to cope

Nightmares

Word Count: 311

Warnings: Fluff

Pairing: San x Reader

Masterlist

A/N: This was my gift to my sunshine @san–shine​. I decided to post it.

You woke up, sweat dripping from your face. The same nightmares were still haunting you. Which was strange because you really liked your boyfriend’s snakes. But you were having nightmares about snakes for a while. Sighing, you decided to make your way towards the kitchen to drink some water. Without making any sound (because your boyfriend San was sleeping) you got out of the bed. You passed the snakes quickly. While opening the fridge something touched your ankle. It startled you and caused your breath to stuck in your lungs. You looked down and saw Shiber.

“*sigh* You scared me, buddy.”

You caressed behind his ears.

“Couldn’t sleep too?”

He barked. You brought your index finger to your lips and hushed him.

“San is still sleeping.”

After giving him his water, you leaned to the kitchen corner and took a sip from your glass. Fingers wrapped around you made you jump for the second time.

“Jeez, you scared me!”

He leaned his head on your shoulder and you put your hands on his.

“Why are you awake?”

You asked and he spoke with a sleepy voice.

“You weren’t by my side.”

A giggle escaped from your mouth.

“Sorry baby.”

He tightened his arms around you.

“Nightmares again?”

You tried to deny but couldn’t find the right words so you ended up nodding.

“Should I give them to a friend?” “NO! I love them. It’s just- I don’t know.”

He turned you around and leaned your head to his chest then started to pat your back.

“Shh baby, it’s okay. Just wake me up next time okay? We can solve this.”

His sweet voice made you feel relaxed and you lowered your shoulders.

“Okay.”

He smiled, tucked your hair behind your ear and held your hand. He didn’t forget to give you a peck on your lips.

“I’ll always be here sunshine.”

Hii ! ...This is my first time requesting NSFW but your work is just so nice and honestly makes me feel so loved... So, this might sound weird and plz ignore it if you're uncomfortable but how about one day (not their first time) Diluc, Xiao and Zhongli's s/o getting emotional while doing the ...do.... because I KNOW they will be gently taking care of their lover like they're the most fragile thing ever and that will make happy either way but after a hard day it is certain that I will cry. Thank you.

When you’re ready 

( Authors note - I hope you are okay with me adjusting the request a bit - I had a hard time crafting the scenario in my head -- so I’m keeping the essence of the request, and also pulling it back a bit to the initiation of the action, rather than the middle of it )

Warning -> Angst -> comfort, SFW ( negative self-talk, oppressive thoughts, hints at depression-like symptoms, attempt at physical contact & initiation by reader ) 

Character X GN Reader | Anthology 

Includes: Diluc, Xiao, Zhongli 

Diluc

It was so hard, it had been so hard. Every day was something new; new situations, new problems to solve, new and unexpected twists and turns that left you drained both physically and emotionally 

Now, you finally found a moment without stress and worry, and all you wanted to do was spend it with him but how could you do that when he was also so busy - so, you waited and let your mind get the better of you in the silence 

Standing at the bottom of the steps, you watched as he directed people here and there, assisted with tasks that only he could help solve. His eyes fell on you and with a weak smile, you waved at him. What was eating at you - there was something settling strangely in your heart, around your mind, and no matter how many times you tried to shake it away it came crawling right back. Turning, you made your way up the stairs and hoped to distract your mind with something else that would help. 

The books you liked to read rested in your hands but no matter how many times you read the lines, no scenes played for you. No understanding of the linked words entered your brain and eventually, you gave up. The sun began to set but the sound of busybodies beyond the door continued on. 

He could tell something was off about you - there was something distant in your eyes, the smile that once came so easy was harder and harder to notice. How many days was it that he heard your laugh, how many weeks had passed since you last hummed your way from place to place? Lately, he noticed you staring off into space too many times to count 

It was apparent that you were keeping something locked away from him - and he hated to see you like this 

You sat on the bed, your eyes glancing at your hands as you tried to let the unusual thoughts slip through your fingers. If they had nothing to catch onto, perhaps they would just go away, but no matter how much you wanted them to splatter onto the floor all they ever did was cling to your weary hands. 

“Y/N?” A voice called to you, his voice. 

“Hey.” With a complacent smile, you looked at him. The way he entered the room, the way he stopped near you and looked at you made your arms open to wrap around his stomach. He smelled so good and for some reason that stung the corners of your eyes. 

“Is there something troubling you?” 

Looking up at him with your chin resting on his stomach, you furrowed your brows at his question. “Oh, not really.” 

“Are you certain?” His thumb brushed over your cheek and your heart tightened. Why was he clarifying, why was he pushing - didn’t he know how fragile you were right now. There was no way you could burden him with the silly emotions that bubbled inside of you. What was the best way to help him move on? 

“Yes, I just missed you.” That was an understatement, you did miss him, but what was really weighing on you was the incredible amount of stress that you couldn’t shake off. No matter what you did, it clung like leeches to your skin. 

“I'm here now; you have my full attention.” He slipped free from your grip and settled next to you on the bed. His fingers felt warm as they ran along the edge of your hair, his presence was comforting and for a moment you thought his touch was the best medicine for your state of mind. Leaning forward, you pressed your lips to his cheek. The soft flesh was a perfect receptacle for your affection, when you pulled back and looked into his eyes there was no halting your impulse to kiss him. 

He let you guide him, let you take the lead and when he was laying on his back, hips supporting you as you settled over him, you couldn’t help but notice his eyes full of love staring back at you. Quickly, you leaned down and tried to silence the invading thoughts that you desperately didn’t want to be there. What you wanted was right below you, he was all yours, he was holding you so kindly, and all your stupid brain could do was weep. 

“Y/N?” His voice was concerned now, how could it not be when he clearly felt the warm drops of water fall across his neck. He shifted, pushed your back as you tried to force yourself through with wet kisses against his skin. “Stop, what’s going on?” 

Leaning up he wrapped his fingers around your arms and in an effort to escape in any way you could, you covered your sobs with your hands. “Y/N. Talk to me, I’m worried.” 

“I-I’m sorry, I don’t know … I don’t know.” You sputtered out, voice strained and higher pitched than normal - which you completely blamed on your emotional response. 

“Was … is it me?” The concern in his tone shattered you even more. This is not what you wanted, this is everything you were trying to avoid. 

“No, it’s never you.” You hated this, not only were you hurting yourself but you also hurt him ... why couldn't you just be normal again. Why couldn't things just be normal? “It’s me, there's something wrong with me.” 

“There is nothing wrong with you.” 

“Yes, there has to be. That’s the only thing that makes sense!” You felt his finger graze your chin but he didn’t try and pull your hands away. He instead curled his legs to bring you closer, rested his hand against your leg, and ran his thumb across it. “For days now I’ve struggled.” 

“With what?” 

“Everything.” You dropped your hands,  fingers, and palms pressing beneath your eyes to push the falling tears away. Looking at him only made your eyes blurrier, your lip quiver, and, in complete exhaustion, you pleaded with a weak heart and wet cheeks. 

Without hesitation, he wrapped his arms around you and held you as close to him as he could. His hand pressed into the back of your head, his palm flush against your back as his legs wrapped tighter around you. You responded in kind, ankles locking together against the bed, fingers digging into his shirt and face buried into the crook of his neck until all you could smell was him. 

When the waves of your emotions began to ease, you found each breath came a bit easier, the beating of your heart felt less strained and the thoughts that were dark before now floated in a subtle grey. Diluc let you pull away from him, but his hands never left you. If they weren’t resting on your arms or wiping away your tears, they were against the small curve of your back. His forehead found a home against yours and considering how simple his affection was in public, right now he was giving it to you in droves. 

“I-I’m okay now. I just let my emotions get the better of me, I’m sorry.” Pulling back, you looked away from him before continuing. “You have so much more to do, I won’t keep you.” 

His head moved and pulled your attention back to him, his eyes were serious - as they almost always were - “I’m not going anywhere, I told you. If it is within my power …” 

“You’ll give it your consideration.” You chuckled and found this time it didn’t seem so hollow. 

“I shall do what I can if it brings back the smile I adore.” Another tear fell down your cheek but this time it was of appreciation and, as it fell onto your hand, it seeped into the skin with all the love it carried inside. 

Xiao 

There were too many new things, too many challenges to face all at once. It was like trying to climb a mountain face with absolutely no footholds and every time you tried to find a place to rest the shaking earth beneath your feet would send you back down again 

You knew that you had to keep going, only you could reach the top of the sheer cliff you faced, but it would be nice if you could get a little support - a nice push or a gentle hand to lift you higher 

You wanted to visit him, you wanted to see his face but no matter how close you got, a voice in your head always told you to turn back around. What was that little whisper, how could it have so much influence over you that every fiber of your being bent to its will? What a terrible little voice it was. 

The elevator rose toward the top of the but you weren’t on it. For the twentieth time, it left without you, and as soon as it began to descend again, you turned to leave. 

It wasn’t like you to be so distant. It wasn’t like you to avoid him - for him to feel your presence only to have it fade away again, what in the world were you doing, he absolutely did not understand the way of humans 

Why wouldn’t you just call for him if there was something troubling you, he was more than capable of helping you get rid of it - didn’t you trust him? 

You found yourself at the bottom of the large tree. The wind blowing off the water was clammy and under the warmth of the sun became sticky against your skin. Pushing your fingers against your collar bone, you attempted to alleviate the growing anxiety in your chest. The little voice was creeping its way back in and making everything you thought you were confident in fall like a plop into the shifting water next to you. 

In a huff, you gave up and began to walk away but something stopped you. A dark gust of thick clouds surrounded you and before you had any time to react, an arm wrapped around your body and the dirt road before you disappeared into the mist. 

Suddenly, you reappeared in the dimly lit room at the top of the inn. It smelled familiar, smelled like him, and that’s when it all clicked. 

“Xiao?” Turning your head, you saw him standing next to you, his arm letting you go so you could adjust your posture and better take in your new surroundings. “What in the wor-”

“You’ve been avoiding me.” His harsh tone caught you off guard. It had been so long since you heard his voice, and even though it seemed rougher than normal, it was still his. 

“... I haven’t really been avoiding you.” 

“It’s been weeks since you last came here. Tell me if there is something troubling you, I will take care of it.” He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. His head turning to look through the large open door, hair blowing in the gentle wind and for a moment the sound of the annoying voice in your head dissipated. 

“Nothing is troubling me, I'm just tired is all.” You tried to play it off, slinking over to his side so you could be closer to him. The distance made the voice weaker, satiated, and you desperately wanted to keep it that way. Perhaps the lie you told him would also settle in your heart, and whatever little secrets your brain tried to keep would be deposited deep inside of your mind where only you had to suffer from them. 

Your hand rested against his chest, the contact causing him to turn toward you, and with as much gentleness as you could, you kissed the exposed skin on his shoulder. Another kiss found its way further up his body until you were planting affection after affection onto his neck. He hummed, a deeply rich and throaty sound as you found his jaw and when he wrapped his hand around your waist only to push you against the wall, you could tell that he had missed you. 

His lips found your neck and as his hands moved to hold your wrists, but the thoughts that kept you away from him suddenly came flooding back. Not good enough, should you really even be here, you’re letting everyone down because you’re so lazy … good for nothing. Prying your hand from his hold, you covered your eyes and bit down hard on your lip. Why, why right now when his touch was what you craved, why was it calling on the harshness that you were trying to drown out. A small whimper slipped past your lips and you hoped he wouldn’t notice but as soon as it fell into the air, he pulled away from you. 

His fingers curled over your wrist and attempted to pull your hand away but you fought against him; it was useless in the long run, he was so much stronger than you even when you weren’t so weak. 

“Tears?” 

“I’m fine -- just giv-give me a minute.” 

“I could sense your heart was clouded; is this what you’ve been keeping hidden?” He let you go and crossed his arms but didn’t leave your side. 

“I didn’t want to bring this to you. I’m just having a bad few days is all.” 

“I have felt worse suffering, besides, I told you to call on me.” 

“I know but …” 

“Do you think I’m incapable?” His question forced your eyes open, the pounding in your heart grew as your watery eyes settled onto his face. It was focused, but the way his eyes looked into yours hurt so much. 

“Never! My problems -- they are just so small and … it would only bother you if I … if …” You didn’t know how to finish your sentence. It hurt too much to admit that you were struggling and to admit them to someone as capable as he was, to someone who knew more pain than most would in their entire lifetime it seemed selfish, and you wished it would just go away. 

“What do I do with you?” He spoke under his breath but before you could respond he hoisted you over his shoulder and walked out to the balcony. In an instant, he jumped high into the air before settling down onto the roof of the inn. You weren’t sure when the sun had set, but as he settled you between his legs and adjusted until you were able to take it all in, the vastness of the stars quieted all the voices in your mind. 

His arms draped over your shoulders, fingers dangling just above your body, bent legs on either side like a barrier to the world beyond them, and when you looked up toward his face, you could have sworn there was a hint of color to his cheeks. 

You opened your mouth to speak but his hand now covering your eyes cut you off before the thoughts could take over again. “You’re surrounded by darkness; rest and I’ll protect you until it goes away.” 

“Are you sure …”

"Yes."

"Thank you..." He only grunted in response, but as the rustling leaves and rattle of his charms grew louder in your ears, the whispers in your head finally began to drift away. 

Zhongli 

Nothing went right and you were so over the fact that nothing went right that you just wanted to toss in the towel - what was helping these people if they weren’t going to give you any kind of consideration … but no matter how hard you tried to give up, the guilt inside of you would start to eat away and you found yourself right back into the thick of it 

Sometimes you were far to giving for your own good

Things were so busy and tedious that every ounce of your energy was taken from you before you even had the choice to let it go. The demands of others made you weary, but it was hard to deny them when every plea, every request was so powerful that you couldn’t help but give just a little bit more. 

With a sigh, you turned to the never-ending ticking clock but before you had a chance to take in fresh and rejuvenating air, another document slipped across your table. 

Zhongli watched you from his place, his eyes scanning your face every chance they got and while he worked on his own tasks there was something growing inside of you that you continued to shield from his eyes - what would make you open up to him - what would make you see him as the sturdy pillar he tried to be … what would make you trust him 

He was bound to find out, there was no way to keep whatever was ailing your from his sight for too long - when you were ready, it would all come to light 

You nearly collapsed as soon as you walked through the door. You were completely wasted, absolutely spent, and no matter how badly you wanted to spend time with Zhongli all your body wanted to do was sleep. Still, you had this growing and raging guilt inside of you that nothing could suppress. 

When was the last time you gave him all of your time? When was the last day you spent by his side for more than a few moments? It all seemed like a distant memory, a haze, unclear and frustrating. So, in your weariness and regret, you made a decision the moment you saw him - even if you had to push through, you would do this for him. 

Entering the bedroom, you found him already resting on the large bed. His legs crossed, hands wrapped around a book, and eyes locked on the pages. That was until he noticed you at the door and began to move off of the bed in your presence. 

“My dear, welcome home.” His feet found the floor at the same time that your body made its way between his legs. Gentle hands rested at your hips and longing eyes gazed up at you - of course, they longed for you, this was the first time you’d returned home in days. “I apologize for not greeting you when you --” 

You cut off his voice with your lips and the sudden intimacy caught him off guard. His hands slid to your cheeks and while he was accepting of your kiss, he questioned your actions as soon as he could. “Y/N? Is there something -- ah.” Your lips connected with his neck and the intensity of it stalled his voice yet again. “My … My dear …” 

“You missed me, right?” You asked, fingers sliding to work him free of his shirt. 

“I have yes, but aren’t you tired?” 

“No, it’s okay.” You were in a trance, a guilt-ridden, mind-numbing trance to give him what you assumed he wanted. What if you couldn’t provide for him, what if you weren’t enough for him, what if he decided that one day you weren’t …

Zhongli gripped your arms and pushed you back just enough so that your face could see his, so your eyes could look at the ones that were breaking. It was like he saw everything that you were and in a matter of seconds, the trance was broken. 

Collapsing to the floor, you began to cry. The uncontrollable emotions that you’d pushed to the back of your mind came rippling out like a shockwave from a broken bow. Your arms fell onto his lap, hands gripped tightly onto his clothes as your eyes let free the tears you were trying to deny and your throat quivered at your release - you crumbled before him, as expected. 

“Y/N, what has happened?” He attempted to pull you from the ground but you only shook your head, a desperate plea for him to hold steady. 

“I’m sorry …” 

“Whatever for?” 

“I thought I could hold it together. I thought maybe if I just pushed through it would be okay, but I …” You slipped off of him, hands moving to cover your face as you crumbled more into the floor near his feet. You felt lower than him, and your body seemed to replicate your thoughts. 

With ease, Zhongli scooped you into his embrace. His sturdy arms captured you and hoisted you from the floor, and as soon as you could, you wrapped your arms around his neck. You apologized again and again, even after he settled onto the bed, even after he made sure you were comfortable, even after he tried to tell you there was no need, you continued to apologize. 

“I just don’t want you to become unhappy with me. I can try again tomorrow, I’m just tired … that’s it, that’s why just give me … give me tim-” 

He pressed a kiss to your brow and the sensation stole your voice. It was comforting and reassuring enough to knock the wind out of you even as you continued to take in challenging breaths through your now clogged nose. 

“What has given you the impression I am unhappy with you?” He asked before placing another kiss against your wet cheek. 

“I haven’t been able to … you know … be with you lately.” 

“Ah, my dearest, that is far from what I require from you.” His hand ran across your back while the other trailed over your thighs. Taking in a deep breath, you adjusted your shoulder against his chest before brushing your palm against your cheek and glancing at his face. 

“But … don’t you like it …” 

A soft chuckle rumbled in his throat as he looked down at you. “Yes, and yet it is not why I love you.” 

-- 'i love you' the words that could shatter mountains and break down every single wall of your tender heart -- 

“How do you love me?” 

“A question like that requires an endless amount of time to answer, but I will attempt if that is your wish.” 

You nodded, the hot tears that were just starting to leave you came again as he diligently explained in every unbelievable detail the ways in which he loved you. In his arms, he spoke and, as you listened, kind, compassionate fingers ran over your cheek stopping only when the last teardrop was captured. 

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ATEEZ Reaction: Things you do that turn him on (M)

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Hongjoong:

You teasing him. Believe it or not, Hongjoong loves your teasing. He loves the bad girl in you. And he loves to punish you for it as well. From teasing touches in public, you walking around the room only in his clothes to flirting with another man just to see his reaction. Your bratty attitude turns him on. 

You two were in the club. You looked at the bar and saw the perfect opportunity. You stood up, walked to the bar and sat next to a cute guy. You were smiling at him, laughing at his jokes and “innocently” touching his hand. 

You quickly turned to your boyfriend. He was looking with furious but somehow lustful gaze at you. He was bitting his lip. You smirked and lifted one eyebrow daring him to come and do something about it. He licked his lips and stood up. You quickly turned to the guy next to you and continued. After some seconds you felt pair of hands around your waist and hot breath on your neck. 

“You thought you can hide from me, baby? You know I always find you.” he chuckled.

“Ah, I guess I can’t escape you, huh?” you smirked and kissed him deeply.

After some seconds in the kiss, Hongjoong opened his eyes to see the guy widened eyes. After seeing Hongjoong looking at him he became awkward. Your boyfriend chuckled into the kiss and winked at the poor guy. He came back to kiss you and when the guy awkwardly left he whispered to you…

“Bad girls should be punished…”

Seonghwa:

The red colour and your legs. Whenever you wear something red, your lips are covered with red lipstick or your smooth legs are showing you need to know that Seonghwa is not able to look somewhere else. Going on date in a red short dress, in heels that are making your legs even longer? Darling, be ready for a wild night.

Seonghwa wanted you to have you at the company dinner that is celebrating his birthday. This wasn’t your intention but you just couldn’t help when you saw that red dress in the shop. You knew how much Seonghwa loves you showing your legs and you wanted to show off honestly too. 

You came to the company by yourself because your boyfriend was busy with organising everything. He was perfectionists. All of his members and management were already there. A lot of company staffs and people were still coming. You saw your boyfriend in conversation with a young female employee. She was clearly hitting on him but Seonghwa looked bored. She excused herself and you saw him sigh in relief. You giggled at his cuteness and walked to him. 

“Why so frustrated birthday boy?” you chuckled. 

“Oh my God, Y/N you finally cam-” he stopped in his tracks as he turned to you and saw you. With his mouth opened he was looking at you up and down. 

“Hello? Earth to Seonghwa.” you giggled and waved with your hand in front of his face. He quickly realised what he is doing and he just grabbed your hand leading you somewhere quickly.

“Whoa, whoa! Where are we going? Your guests are waiting for you.” you chuckled. 

“Guests can wait,” he said. Then he pinned you to the wall in dark hall and said: “but I can’t wait, baby girl.”

Yunho:

Your dancing. When Yunho found out that you can dance he fell for your even more. He wanted to see you dance so badly. But once he came to the dance studio where you were dancing he couldn’t believe his eyes. From your hips moving to the rhythm of the sensual song to your sexy face expressions. He couldn’t help and caught himself thinking about nasty things he could do with you on the dance floor. 

You were practising a couple dance over a week now but Yunho seemed like he still doesn’t get it and he was doing a lot of mistakes. He always made a mistake before one particular dance move. He supposed to hold you by your hips and lightly grind on you from behind. But every time this move should come in the choreography he did a mistake or said that he forgot the move. 

“Yunho, stop. What’s wrong with you?” you asked after he failed the 15th time that day. 

“What do you mean? Nothing is wrong with me.” you could see him blushing as he looked at the ground. You smiled, took his face to your palms making him look at you, “We don’t need to do this baby.” you said but he refused. 

“I want to dance with you.” he pouted. “You just… distracting me.” he blushed. 

“Me? Please don’t try to make a bad guy. Let’s do it one more time. And if I won’t see at least a little improvement we will stop.” you said. 

You both started dancing again and surprisingly Yunho doesn’t make any mistake but you could see his weird facial expression on his face. When it was time for the grinding move for the third time you suddenly felt something hard poking your butt from the back. You quickly turned and let out a little gasp when you saw what you did to him. 

“What? I said you were distracting me.” he pouted cutely. 

Yeosang:

Your touches. Yeosang loved felt your skin against his own. Your fingers travelling on his skin was always making him speechless. Even slight touch of your fingertips on his hands, face or neck was a blessing. And when you would hungrily touch him while making out be ready that this man is ready to do anything just to feel your skin all over him. 

You and Yeosang were at the cinema to watch some film. You two were sitting in the couple seat and you were cuddled to his side. Halfway throught the movie you already got bored. Your boyfriend seemed to be too interested in the film so you thought he won’t mind, you playing with his fingers.

You started playing with his hands but now you were too concentrated to his pretty hands that you didn’t notice that he was observing you with a gentle smile on his face. 

He suddenly took your hand and started gently kissing your fingers while looking to your eyes. He carried on kissing your palms. With slow kisses, he came to your wrists going up on your arm to your neck. 

“Yahh, we are in the cinema Yeosang.” you tried to hold a moan as he found your weak spot between your collarbone and neck. 

“So what?” he just chuckled, “You just need to be quiet.” you could feel his smirk on your skin. 

“Touch me.” he almost whined. You started going up and down on his chest and his thigh and you could feel him shivering just from something so simple. 

He caught your lips with his and when you grabbed his hair and get a tighter grip on his thing he growled. He broke the kiss and whispered, “We are going home.”

San:

You eating lollipops, ice cream or popsicle. I think we don’t need to describe why this is turning him on. Every time he sees those sweet things going in and out from your mouth he was going crazy. He loves how your lips closed around those sweets and how your lips were always covered in a little amount of your saliva making them look wet and juicier.

It was a hot day in Seoul and you knew your boyfriend San and his members needed to practise even in this deadly heat. Since you wanted to surprise him you bought some food, drinks and made them homemade popsicles with their favourite flavours. Of course, you made for yourself as well. 

You came to the practice room and boys luckily were having a break. When they saw you with the food they almost crashed you with hugs. When they finished their food you passed them the popsicles for some refreshment in such hot weather. 

You grabbed yours too and all of you started talking. But you didn’t know that San was staring at you intensely. Mainly at your lips and your tongue. When you felt like someone is watching you, you turned and saw your boyfriend almost drooling as he was looking at you. You blushed and quickly looked away. 

When you stood up and was ready to leave San grabbed your hand and walked with you out of practice room. Then he pinned you to the wall and kissed you hungrily. You tried to get out of his grip but he doesn’t let you. 

“You are coming with me, kitten. And you are not leaving me until you’ll treat my cock like that popsicle,” he growled and found you two a room where he locked up you both together. 

Mingi:

You complimenting him. This man loves and lives for your praise. Whenever is it just cute “aww” when you see him smiling or when you are telling him such a good boy he is under the sheets. He was shy to tell you but you found out eventually by yourself when you saw him blush even for little innocent compliments. Just praise him a lot and he will be the happiest man alive.

You’ve heard the doorbell rang and ran to open the door. Your heart skipped a beat as you saw Mingi there with a big smile and beautiful bouquet of white and pink roses. You welcomed him with a kiss and you both walked to the kitchen to eat dinner. After that, you moved to your living room and turned on the tv where Ateez should appear in a show today. You sat down, opened the snacks and started watching the show cuddled up together.

“Wahhh, you look so good, babe! I have the most handsome boyfriend.” you couldn’t stop yourself from fangirling over him. And he couldn’t stop himself from blushing.

“OMG, that was so cute! How can you be so adorable?” you said smiling. “Stop babe!” he hid behind his hands. Then there was a part when he was dancing sexily and you just stared with open mouth and a familiar feeling building up between your thighs. 

“Babe?” he asked. You bit your lip and turned to him. You learned to his ear, “You are so fucking hot dancing like that. That long legs, your muscles flexing and that face, god damn Mingi.” you breathed out. You knew what were you doing to him right now. 

You heard him let out a whimper. You kissed his neck, “You are so pretty, baby.”

And that was all he needed to get you under him attacking your mouth wild passionate kissed and your body with needy touches.

Wooyoung:

Sexting. This maybe can turn a lot of guys but Wooyoung is a sucker for that. When he can’t be with you or when he is on tour and you text him how much you need him down there, how much you want to taste him you will have him completely in your control. He would send you teasing pics of his hardness under his sweatpants or later he will send you pics in his full naked beauty. 

Your boyfriend Wooyoung was on the world tour and you two didn’t talk to each other for almost two weeks. Every time the timezones were okay for you to talk he was busy or you were busy. It was a painful circle.

One evening when you were ready to sleep you have heard the familiar sound of the coming message. You grabbed your phone quickly and screamed from happiness when you saw his name on the screen. 

Wooyoung: I miss you so much, baby…

Y/N: AWWW I MISS YOU TOO LOVE! ♥♥♥

Wooyoung: You are a cute baby girl. What you miss the most?

Y/N: talking to you and cuddling  :(

Wooyoung: Don’t worry baby girl, I’ll be home soon…and don’t you miss something else too? ;)

Y/N: like what?

Wooyoung: *video of him stroking himself slowly while moaning your name lowly* … Perhaps this baby? ;)

Y/N: you know how much I miss you in me, master ;)

Wooyoung: that’s my good girl ♥

Jongho:

Sexy clothes. Jongho is still an innocent-minded boy but that doesn’t mean he won’t have ideas when a fine woman like you would be in front of him in sexy clothes. Short skirt or deep v neck neckline? He would just stare with widened eyes. Seeing your tummy when you are wearing a crop top or jeans tightly hugging your booty? He is all yours…

It’s the middle of the summer and streets of Seoul are hot. Jongho wanted to take you out to the city for a little cute ice cream date. You agreed of course.

You decided to wear just white shorts and pretty yellow lace bralette. You couldn’t go out with more pieces of clothing because you would melt right there. 

You walked out of your apartment building. Jonho was standing there, his back facing you. You came close to him from the back and covered his eyes. 

“Guess who is it?” you said sweetly.

He chuckled and took your hands off. He was smiling brightly but when he turned back to you, he froze on the spot.

“Are you okay, Jongho?” you asked and tried to talk with him but nothing. 

“Hellloooo? Baby?” you asked but nothing. 

You chuckled took his face to our hands and kissed him. You wanted to be a quick sweet kiss but Jongho took you by your hips, took your hands and placed them around his neck. He started walking back until you felt the hot wall of the apartment building. 

You broke the kiss and smiled. “Nice welcome babe. Now let’s get the ice cream. I’m dying.” you chuckled and walked ahead. 

Jongho just looked down on his crotch and whined, “Why I did agree to this relationship? She is such a tease.” he said but like a puppy, he followed you with the biggest grin on his face. 

I have plenty to say about Netflix’s Death Note but I think the thing I’m most upset about is how much Ryuk wastes the fucking apples

Bluff (M)

Contains: Park Seonghwa x (f) reader, adult language, mentions of alcohol, smut, exhibitionism, heavy foreplay, dirty talk, teasing, marking, explicit depictions of sex, unprotected sex, bondage, begging kink, oral sex (male receiving), overstimulation, switch!Seonghwa, switch!reader (honestly inexperienced dom, very experienced sub), fuckboy!Seonghwa, mentions of previous lovers Hongjoong and Yeosang, college!au, nonidol!au

Synopsis: Seonghwa has always bragged about what he was able to do in the bedroom; describing his favorite positions, imitating moans and groans from his female partners, and even reenacting the events of the night in hopes of convincing a girl to come home with him. But you see right through his cocky grin and it’s time to call his bluff.

Author’s Note: This is easily the longest smut I’ve written (over 5k words) because Seonghwa has that kind of effect on me. AND HE’S NOT EVEN MY BIAS FROM ATEEZ. Like what the hell?! Also, this is NOT part of the Welcome to Wonderland series, I just had to write this. Enjoy!

“Oh my god, Park Seonghwa is so fucking hot,” Your friend swooned as she was staring across the room at the man in question, ultimately having her knees buckle whenever he locked eyes with her. She made it very clear to you on multiple occasions that she would do anything to be underneath Seonghwa at some point, while you made it very clear that you didn’t want to hear any of the details of her fantasies. To be quite frank, you kind of hated Seonghwa and how he carried himself.

You followed your friend’s eyes to see Seonghwa sipping languidly on his solo cup while hanging out with his posse and talking up a group of very eager girls. You could tell that the blonde bimbos were Seonghwa’s type by the overall appearance of the girls flocking him. Rolling your eyes when his eyes met yours from across the room for a split second, you scoffed and responded to your friend’s lust filled outburst, “Seonghwa isn’t that hot. I’d honestly prefer San or Yunho over Seonghwa any day.”

The look on your friend’s face made it seem like you just insulted her grand ancestors as she dramatically pressed her hand to her chest, making a dramatic scoffing noise as she stared at you, “Are you saying that you wouldn’t let Seonghwa fuck you silly if you had the chance? That’s blasphemy! Every girl in this place would kill to be under Seonghwa for even a minute.”

Again, you rolled your eyes at you friend and shot her a glare that screamed don’t push it as you sipped on your alcoholic beverage, trying your best to ignore Seonghwa’s all but innocent stares direct your way. Everything you said was true though. You would rather go for San or Yunho, hell, you would even take Wooyoung over Seonghwa strictly because the aforementioned boys didn’t act like stuck up, entitled pricks every time they bedded a woman. They were actually gentleman about it, something you had heard from a couple of your female colleagues around campus. But for some ungodly reason, everyone flocked to Seonghwa and his pompous attitude.

Seonghwa was the kind of person who viewed women as objects during his sexcapades, never giving a shit about how the women felt after he took what he wanted of them. He refused to speak to them any time after, never hung around the same girl for too long in fears of rumors circulating that he was dating the poor girl, and even went as far as to send a nude of a girl around campus. Normally, someone would get into some serious legal trouble over that kind of stuff, but not Park Seonghwa. He was untouchable, and you absolutely despised it.

That’s when you came up with an idea that was virtually fool-proof, even Seonghwa couldn’t fuck it up with his overwhelming stupidity. Immediately, your frame straightened as you glanced at your friend, thinking of all the elements of your plan as you carried them out simultaneously, “Tell you what, I’ll go after Seonghwa just to prove to you one, how easy it is to get with him, and two, how to strip him of his pride. It’s about time someone took him down a couple notches.”

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