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i just saw a tweet saying that THIS IS HOW MARK LEE LOOK AT YOU WHILE YOU RIDE HIS DICK I'm going crazy.
PLEASE SOMEONE WRITE ABOUT THIS AND TAG ME
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⋆₊˚⊹.𖥔 zoom, click, panic !
with your platform growing it's about time you get your own personal camera man! you probably should've put in the job description that the position involved working with a camgirl... maybe then sweet virgin nerd lee donghyuck wouldn't have applied for the job. now he's stuck with you, but he's determined to make it work.
alternatively, hyuck is a photography nerd who needs money for a new cameras and lenses, and you're a camgirl in desperate need of a cameraman.
virgin nerd!hyuck x camgirl!reader
genre : humor , coworkers? to lovers , college au , fluff , suggestive , haechan is an inexperienced LOSER we love to see it
warnings : sex jokes , death jokes, mean ass insults and comments , descriptions of sex and dirty acts , haechans first time seeing pussy irl , reader is open about sex and her body shes hot asf ofc
notes : two of my favorite things put together haechan and nerdy men (and he's a virgin hehe). i'm gonna enjoy this one and write as much flustered hyuck as i can. i'm gonna go with the flow with this one too which is why i'm not putting so much in the genre cause i wanna see how it goes and how i want to develop this plot.
playlist : positions , ariana grande | freak , doja cat | guess , charli xcx | kiss me more , doja cat | flamin' hot lemon , jaehyun | up to you , prettymuch | more than a woman , bee gees | telepatia , kali uchis | all mine , brent faiyaz
status : ongoing , updates x2 a week , tuesdays and thursdays
taglist : open !
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clingy jeno thoughts ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗
thinking about clingy!jeno and how he'd always wanna hold your hand.
- you'd always tease him in public settings and hold your hand out, him thinking it's for him but then you'd point somewhere else. of course you'd always giggle then pull him closer to you, never letting go of his hand for the rest of that night.
- standing next to each other with a group of people and his fingers grazing the back of your hand, just wanting you to hold his. you're always so clueless about it too, but he never brings it up
- always playing w ur hand in his palm. when you are holding hands, he'll just keep yours there, admiring your fingers. you do the same with him, of course. and who is jeno to not comply? he loves when you have your hands on his.
- his hands are probably so soft..loves being gifted hand lotion from you specifically, because you know what scents he likes. whenever you guys go to beauty stores, just know he's gonna spend at LEAST 30 minutes smelling different lotions.
- and of course, he wants you to help him apply the lotion to his hands. even though it's really a one person job, he wants an excuse to hold your hands. "it's more sustainable if we share it" or something stupid like that..
- honestly just likes the feeling of you in his hands. your hand, your arm, running his fingers through your hair, anything. he likes being close to you.
- sooo sulky when u don't hold his hand, or just don't see it. you'd ask him whats wrong after he was in a bad mood the whole night, and he'd tell u why. you would just laugh at him. it's never a joke for him though. after that, he would tackle you with kisses and not let u let go of his hand the rest of the night.
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Anonymous asked:
could you maybe please write something about mark fingering shy virgin reader and she’s nervous and flustered but mark keeps complimenting and praising her the whole time :(((
Stress Relief (M)
Warnings: sexual content, fingering, shy/virgin reader, kinda proof read
Word count: 2,6k
A/N: jumped for joy when I got this req I need this man so bad
Mark tried, he really did. He tried to suppress those thoughts about you, wanting to touch you, feel you in ways you hadn’t before. He knows you’re inexperienced and currently uncomfortable with the idea of sex, but you’re so perfect to him.
Pretty lips, pretty eyes, perfect body, perfect voice. He’s obsessed with you, but even though you’re his girlfriend, you’re still oblivious to things you do to him. You don’t know that when you sit on his lap, it makes his mind stir, whining his name drives him insane, even playing with his fingers does it for him. It’s not like he’s never tried to slip sex into a conversation, you always shut it down.
But this time, he needs it. He can’t wait.
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Butterfly Kisses l.jn
idol!Jeno x choreographer!reader
Warnings: mostly fluff, but ends in a tiny bit of smut (body worship and pussy eating)
Word Count: 639 Words
A/N: I'm so so so sorry for how long I've been gone, but school has been absolutely killing my time lately. but I've written all day today and am hoping to write some more in the next couple days!! Please please please request, they are open, and I would love some inspiration to write more of what you all want to see!
But, without further ado, please take some Jeno fluffy smut(ish) as my apology
Warmth surrounded you, allowing a comforting haze to wrap around you. The bed feels so warm with his arms wrapped around my waist. Jeno, he's home, he’s actually home. He finally has a couple days off before promotions for the new album go into full swing. He wanted to take you somewhere today, but with how little time the two of you have had, there was nothing that could have pulled you out of his warm embrace. The only thing on your mind was staying as close to Jeno as you could remain. I hope he isn't going to get upset about not going out, you thought, but before you got the chance to think too hard about it two arms tightened around you, pulling you closer to his broad, bare chest. Next you felt his soft lips leaving butterfly kisses up and down your neck "good morning beautiful" he whispered as he kissed that spot right below your earlobe "are you ready for today?" "Baby can we stay here, stay close to each other? I just wanna lay here with you, I’ve missed you so much." That was half true, you did want to soak in all the time you should being close to Jeno today, but you also had been working a lot more often lately, 10 hour days had become your new normal without anyone to remind you to take care of yourself. The kisses halted as his hands slid up to your sides, his hands holding your waist, which was much smaller than the last time he had held you like this. "Beautiful have you been eating enough lately?" Damn, the last thing you wanted was to talk about yourself today, especially because of how upset it makes Jeno when he thinks your not taking good care of yourself. "I'm fine Jen, just been working a lot" you feel him sigh against your neck, "Baby I wish you would take better care of yourself.” He whispers softly against your shoulder, as he shifts you to lay on your back beneath him. “I wish you would realize that you're my everything, that you’re the most important think in the world to me." "Baby it's fine, I just had a really big project, and I was able to lose some weight while working hard on the choreography I was making" you tried to explain, trying to push the attention onto your work and not how poorly you’d been taking care of yourself. "Lose some weight?” he scoffed, looking lovingly into your eyes “baby you're beautiful, and you're perfect how you are." There was silence as he slowly moved to capture your lips in his. "Look in my eyes beautiful," he said softly, placing one of his hands on your cheek, as the other rubbed soothing circles into your bare hipbone. "I'm going to remind you just how perfect you are" he whispered kissing your lips softly before moving to trail more kisses down your neck and onto your collarbone. He kept his eyes full of love locked with yours as he moved down your body leaving marks occasionally. Nipping at the skin of your thighs before pressing them open. “I love you” he whispered before kissing your inner thigh, working closer and closer to the place you needed him most. “You’re so perfect, so so good to me” he continues as he finally locks eyes with you once again as he finally kisses your clit, and begins to eat you out like a starved man. Determined to make you feel as good as you make him feel. Determined to pull orgasm after orgasm out of you until you could do nothing but whine out his name. Determined to take care of you, and he did, leaving butterfly kisses all over your thighs until you were in ecstasy.
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how much i stand for doyoung being a soft-hard dom, playing nasty nice. ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১ he’d speak so softly to you, kissing you so softly, fucking you so gently. before he does a complete 180 degree switch. his actions blinded by the soft and gentle words he gives you. he’d literally beat your pussy up, making you cry and try to close your legs mid pull out into a thrust. into which grabbing your legs forcing them open, forcing your pussy open to take him . . .
calling you his sweet girl, his lil bunny as if he isn’t rearranging your guts. sprinkling pecks and occasional love bites that’d turn purple on your soft brown skin. pressing his hand down on your lower belly, grinding his hips into yours so fluidly. watching as your soft white cream dripped down his heavy balls. emptying every thought in that little head of yours.
your plush, glossy lips all swollen— your fucked up wet lashes and drool on the corner of your mouth making you feel so pathetic. the wet squelches as his cock pumps into you. completely dumbifying you into brainless submission.
he wouldn’t out right degrade you, but he got off to how you’d slowly lose your mind, too dumb to even speak properly.
“fuckkk—” he groaned. forcing you into mating press, practically folding you in half. moving his hand to massage his thumb on your little nub. “shit, open up this pussy for me… yeah… just like that, my pretty little bunny.” pushing that last inch of his dick in . . .
forcing you to look him in his eyes, as he knew you often shy’d away to hide from him and covered up your pretty lil moans. he never understood why, you were so pretty to look at, adorable girly moans, the way you teared up when he reached depths inside of you. maybe if you beg he’ll eat your creamy little pussy afterwards too!
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Você reagindo aos dreamies (Triple Lee) fantasiados de super-heróis
Sinopse: Você está no período das provas finais, e seu namorado decide te distrair de uma forma toda especial.
w.c: 0.5k
Notinha da Sun: Eu tava estudando e de repente eu pensei nisso, aí eu escrevi KKKKKK Não é nada elaborado, é só pra alimentar meu espírito de fangirl KKKKKK Espero que vocês gostem!!
Boa leitura, docinhos!! 🍪
Haechan as Deadpool
— Cê quer me matar de susto, Hyuck! — Você disse, virando-se na cadeira giratória para contemplá-lo no batente da porta. A postura sedutora dele quase te fez rir, mas ele estava lindo vestido de Deadpool. — Eu não vou de Wolverine, amor.
— Vai sim! A gente tem que ir de casal! — Ele se aproximou, ajoelhando-se diante de você e segurando suas coxas com as luvas de couro falso. — E se eu te implorar?
— De que jeito? — você perguntou, desviando o olhar por um momento para pausar o vídeo do YouTube sobre tecido conjuntivo. A prova era no dia seguinte, mas ele estava ali para te distrair.
— Daquele jeito em que eu preciso tirar esse seu moletonzinho — ele murmurou, aproximando-se para te beijar, e você sorriu, fascinada por ele. — Viu? A fantasia ficou perfeita em mim. Sou safado que nem o Deadpool.
Mark as Spiderman
— Prefere Gwen ou MJ? — Você irrompeu em uma gargalhada sincera quando Mark apareceu de repente no seu quarto vestido de Homem-Aranha. Você estava em pé, em frente ao guarda-roupa, explicando para si mesma um assunto da prova daquela semana. — Que “criminalidade acadêmica” você tá cometendo hoje pra eu poder te impedir?
— Seria legal poder te explicar, amigão da vizinhança — Mark se sentou na sua cama e te puxou, um pouco afobado demais, para o colo dele. Você sorriu, colocando um braço ao redor do pescoço dele, fechando os olhos. A situação te deixou um pouco corada.
— Que foi? Tá com dúvida no quê, amor? Cê sabe que tive essa matéria semestre passado...
— Consigo te sentir... — Mark inclinou a cabeça para o lado, igual a um cachorrinho confuso, e logo percebeu do que se tratava. — Não consigo pensar em estudar agora.
— Tá estudando o quê?
— Tecido muscular.
Mark te deitou aos poucos na cama, e você sorriu, escondendo parte do rosto com a mão de vergonha.
— Contração. Vou te explicar na prática.
Jeno as Nightwing
— Entra. — Você pediu, imaginando que fosse alguém da casa, mas, ao abrir a porta, tomou um susto ao ver Jeno fantasiado como o vigilante mais charmoso da história dos quadrinhos. E não, não era o Batman, era o Asa Noturna. Você fingiu um desmaio, mas abriu um olho para vê-lo engatinhando até você na cama, cobrindo seu corpo, pequeno em comparação ao dele.
— Eu ia entrar pela sua janela, mas fiquei com medo de você usar aquele spray de pimenta que te dei — ele disse, e você segurou o rosto dele gentilmente. A máscara preta que cobria os olhos dele era pura tentação, e o cabelo ligeiramente bagunçado fez seu coração acelerar.
— Do jeito que eu sou desastrada, você sabe que eu faria exatamente isso — você respondeu, e ele assentiu, beijando seu pescoço. Ele se acomodou ainda em cima de você, imobilizando seu corpo com as pernas, e pegou o livro de anatomia que você estava lendo. — A gente tem prova essa semana? Tá brincando?
— Eu te avisei, Neno. Te avisei semana passada. — Ele suspirou, fingindo choramingar e escondendo o rosto na curvatura do seu pescoço. As próximas palavras vieram abafadas contra sua pele.
— Será que ainda dá tempo de estudar? Posso virar a noite aqui com você pra gente fazer isso.
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Você reagindo aos dreamies (Triple Lee) fantasiados de super-heróis
Sinopse: Você está no período das provas finais, e seu namorado decide te distrair de uma forma toda especial.
w.c: 0.5k
Notinha da Sun: Eu tava estudando e de repente eu pensei nisso, aí eu escrevi KKKKKK Não é nada elaborado, é só pra alimentar meu espírito de fangirl KKKKKK Espero que vocês gostem!!
Boa leitura, docinhos!! 🍪
Haechan as Deadpool
— Cê quer me matar de susto, Hyuck! — Você disse, virando-se na cadeira giratória para contemplá-lo no batente da porta. A postura sedutora dele quase te fez rir, mas ele estava lindo vestido de Deadpool. — Eu não vou de Wolverine, amor.
— Vai sim! A gente tem que ir de casal! — Ele se aproximou, ajoelhando-se diante de você e segurando suas coxas com as luvas de couro falso. — E se eu te implorar?
— De que jeito? — você perguntou, desviando o olhar por um momento para pausar o vídeo do YouTube sobre tecido conjuntivo. A prova era no dia seguinte, mas ele estava ali para te distrair.
— Daquele jeito em que eu preciso tirar esse seu moletonzinho — ele murmurou, aproximando-se para te beijar, e você sorriu, fascinada por ele. — Viu? A fantasia ficou perfeita em mim. Sou safado que nem o Deadpool.
Mark as Spiderman
— Prefere Gwen ou MJ? — Você irrompeu em uma gargalhada sincera quando Mark apareceu de repente no seu quarto vestido de Homem-Aranha. Você estava em pé, em frente ao guarda-roupa, explicando para si mesma um assunto da prova daquela semana. — Que “criminalidade acadêmica” você tá cometendo hoje pra eu poder te impedir?
— Seria legal poder te explicar, amigão da vizinhança — Mark se sentou na sua cama e te puxou, um pouco afobado demais, para o colo dele. Você sorriu, colocando um braço ao redor do pescoço dele, fechando os olhos. A situação te deixou um pouco corada.
— Que foi? Tá com dúvida no quê, amor? Cê sabe que tive essa matéria semestre passado...
— Consigo te sentir... — Mark inclinou a cabeça para o lado, igual a um cachorrinho confuso, e logo percebeu do que se tratava. — Não consigo pensar em estudar agora.
— Tá estudando o quê?
— Tecido muscular.
Mark te deitou aos poucos na cama, e você sorriu, escondendo parte do rosto com a mão de vergonha.
— Contração. Vou te explicar na prática.
Jeno as Nightwing
— Entra. — Você pediu, imaginando que fosse alguém da casa, mas, ao abrir a porta, tomou um susto ao ver Jeno fantasiado como o vigilante mais charmoso da história dos quadrinhos. E não, não era o Batman, era o Asa Noturna. Você fingiu um desmaio, mas abriu um olho para vê-lo engatinhando até você na cama, cobrindo seu corpo, pequeno em comparação ao dele.
— Eu ia entrar pela sua janela, mas fiquei com medo de você usar aquele spray de pimenta que te dei — ele disse, e você segurou o rosto dele gentilmente. A máscara preta que cobria os olhos dele era pura tentação, e o cabelo ligeiramente bagunçado fez seu coração acelerar.
— Do jeito que eu sou desastrada, você sabe que eu faria exatamente isso — você respondeu, e ele assentiu, beijando seu pescoço. Ele se acomodou ainda em cima de você, imobilizando seu corpo com as pernas, e pegou o livro de anatomia que você estava lendo. — A gente tem prova essa semana? Tá brincando?
— Eu te avisei, Neno. Te avisei semana passada. — Ele suspirou, fingindo choramingar e escondendo o rosto na curvatura do seu pescoço. As próximas palavras vieram abafadas contra sua pele.
— Será que ainda dá tempo de estudar? Posso virar a noite aqui com você pra gente fazer isso.
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[2:41 pm]
(cw: f!reader, parents!au, a child)
You and dad!Jeno waited by the door of the kindergarten classroom as families began making their ways back home. The teachers smiled at the two of you as your daughter came bounding toward both of you with her comically large backpack bouncing up and down. She gave you both an excited squeal with a large smile.
As she kissed your cheek in greeting, Jeno helped her take off her backpack before scooping her up to greet her with a kiss on the cheek of her own. "Hey princess, how was your day?" Jeno asked her as you all walked back to the car.
She smiled and began recounting the details of the day. She told you about the snacks they ate, her lunch, the castle she built with the blocks, "and I played soccer with Hana and Ara and Jae!"
You climbed into the passenger seat as Jeno strapped her into her booster seat. His deft moving fingers froze. He knew all about Hana and Ara, they were her best friends, but who was Jae? And since when did your daughter play soccer? "Is Jae a new friend, baby?" You asked and Jeno tugged on the straps of her car seat to make sure she was secure.
Jeno climbed behind the wheel and started the car as your daughter responded, "yes! He's new to the class! His dad is a fighter fighter and his mom writes books!"
"He?! Jae is a boy?" Jeno asks with wide eyes, looking at his daughter through the rearview mirror.
He can see his daughter's tiny face blush as she hides her face, "He's my friend! And he's cute!"
You laugh, reaching back to give her knee a gentle squeeze as Jeno internally freaks out. "No! No! Boys can't be cute! Boys are stinky!" Jeno responds.
"Not Jae! Only you Appa!" His daughter argues back.
"Appa doesn't stink! You know what? I'm going to your school and I'm going to pop Jae's soccer ball!"
"No!" Your daughter whines as she kicks her legs out, hitting the back of Jeno's seat, "He shares with me! He's nice! And you're too big for my class."
"I'm gonna sneak in like a ninja when you have nap time and I'm going to eat all his snacks too!" Jeno sassily responds, eyes on the road.
The girl kicks the seat as she whines and you lightly smack his forearm, "stop it, you're being mean to her."
He can hear his daughter groan, "yeah! You're being mean to me! And Jae!"
Jeno sighs, pulling up the driveway, 5 years old and she was already stressing him out. "Fine, but he can only be your friend, got it?"
She scoffs and crosses her arms across her chest. When Jeno goes to get her out of the car, she refuses his help and whines for you instead. Jeno grumbles under his breath as he follows the two of you into your home with a sparkly backpack in hand.
He watches the two of you smile and giggle to each other and keeps hearing Jae's name come up. He watches you smother her with affection as you both laugh and you both make your way to her room. When he walks by a few minutes later he can hear his daughter tell you she wants to wear a pretty dress tomorrow and she wants braids in her hair again because Jae told her they were cool.
Jeno runs a hand down his face tiredly, this was only the beginning. He thought it would be years until he heard the b word, boyfriend, be used, not a week later. Then he seriously considers sneaking into his daughter's school and popping all the soccer balls.
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Anonymous asked:
bf dreamies misunderstanding and thinking reader cheated on them, is mean to reader. then when they find out the truth they grovel for reader's forgiveness (if its too long for all the members can u make it for either jeno or jisung pls, but doing it for all the members would be appreciated)
angst is my SPECIALTY!! thank u anon
(gn!reader. warning for the obvious, cursing, cheating, angst, all that jazz. sfw!)
mark
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[6:19 pm]
cw: mostly angst, i said shit a few times, read more bc she’s a little long
Being in a relationship with Jeno was much different than being just friends. He still knew you better than anyone else thanks to many years of friendship, but that didn’t mean there weren’t difficulties in the relationship, especially so early on.
There was the issue in the first few months of lack of affection. Going from friends to lovers was simple sure, the titles changed, but Jeno was still treating you like a friend at first. He showed you almost no affection which made you question whether or not you were really even in a relationship. You both talked it out, and the problem was resolved.
Now there was the very apparent issue of being busy. When you were just friends it was easy to just take a break from each other until the stress was gone or you were both less busy, but that’s not how you wanted your romantic relationship to work. You weren’t trying to point fingers at just Jeno, you were busy too, but it had come to a head about a month ago when Jeno had forgotten your birthday.
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Anonymous asked:
jeno smut but reader uses safe word at the end and then he turns into a softie with aftercare :’))
[10:12PM]
GENRE: fluff, smut and angst.
WARNINGS: safe word used, protected sex, cuddling, kissing, teasing, praising, rough sex, sex toy usage (vibrator), overstim, and crying.
jeno turns up the setting to the fourth level, pressing the vibrating toy on your clit. “j—j—jeno!” your legs tremble and your voice shakes as you attempt to swallow the lump stuck in your throat.
his pink cock sliding out of your hole repeatedly. “be a good girl and take it like you always do.” his sweet voice hushing you.
“don’t cry, pretty baby. nono just wants to make you feel good.” jeno gives that charming smile that wounded you up in this position the first time. “b—but i—it—?!”
another orgasm hits you— your sixth one.
you wince and clamp a hand over your mouth— his roommates sitting out in the living room watching a movie while playing a board game.
“puppy!” you yelp and suddenly, your clit is vibration-free but sore. “fuck! puppy, jeno!” this time, more tears fall down your cheeks.