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wannaeatramyeon · 2 months
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Seong Taehoon x Reader: Military Service
Final chapter spoiler! G/N. Fluff.
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Your presence slips into stories with other troops. Places you visited together, things you both experienced, time spent side by side.
"Did you used to hang out at the arcade on your own?" A fellow soldier asks Taehoon.
Taehoon thinks of your face lit up in the artificial glow, his battle victories and KO reflected in your eyes. He responds to the question with a shrug.
It used to be true, after Do Woon, then it wasn't true at all once he met you.
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"Are you stupid? Of course Haeundae beach is the best!" A voice pipes up amidst the mess hall chatter.
"Boring." Someone else dismisses, "Everyone always goes there. Overcrowded."
Overcrowded. 
That's one way to put Taehoon's time with you and the Yoo Hobin Company at Daecheon beach, another well known tourist spot.
He spent most of the time annoyed on the train journey, irritated on the sand, shoulder barging people on the pier, and growling at men ogling you for too long.
But then you two ended up drinking on the pier alone that night; you swaying from drinking too much and Taehoon stone cold sober-
"You're really bad tempered you know," you narrow your eyes at Taehoon, who whips his head round at your slurred speech and scowls, "and your personality is definitely something. You're abrasive and mean and hotheaded." 
Taehoon’s eyebrows shoot into his hairline at this unprovoked attack.
"How you have any friends I don't even know. It's like people are attracted to you being an asshole. I suppose I can't talk." You tap your chin, deep in thought and oblivious to how much he looks on the brink of storming off, "Though... I guess you're sweet in your own way. You're cute too. Especially when you pout. I don't pout!" You taunt, in a tone eerily similar to his and you cackle at your own hilarious impression.
Taehoon subtly stops his bottom lip jutting out.
"And you look after me. Even if you also deny that." You direct a drunken grin his way, and don't notice that he doesn't look mad anymore. You didn't even realise he was mad in the first place. "Your disrespect for my personal space is sometimes infuriating too but often hot." You take a swig of your beer muttering, "I don't know why I'm telling you this." 
Taehoon smirks, leaning into your space, holding your chin between his thumb and forefinger, and tilting you up to face him.
"Hot, huh?"
"Asshole," you breathe. You don't know whether the rush of blood to your cheeks is a result of the alcohol or something else.
Taehoon arches an eyebrow, incredulous at your audacity. "I'm the asshole? After everything you just said? You want me to beat you up?"
You huff, looking anywhere but him. "I don't really think you're an asshole. Most of the time. I think I just... I really like you."
You had your first kiss that night. 
You always tell everyone you don't know who kissed who, and Taehoon is surprisingly gentlemanly enough not to say. 
But you remember leaning in first, feeling his gasp-turned-chuckle-turned-sigh on your lips.
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His lungs are on fire, heart thumping in his ears, sweat dripping down his face 
Put through his paces with an 80lb pack on his back, paying for his cocky attitude in the first month to his superiors.
He feels their eyes, impressed though lips curled, as he finishes the 6am drills first yet again. 
"Shit!" Taehoon turns to see a private finishing behind him, a good minute slower, before dropping to all fours and dry heaving.
"H-How the fuck are you so fast? Who did you train with?"
Technically his dad. Taehoon gives his answer, clipped and curt.
What he doesn't mention is you sitting in the dojo all those evenings and nights and early mornings too. In the corner on your laptop, surrounded by books, half falling asleep. Or simply - watching.
What he also doesn't mention, nor has he ever confessed, is that your presence spurs him on to work harder, kick harder, punch harder.
If just for the way your face lights up, mouth forming an 'o', the occasional applause when he's been particularly impressive.
He calls you cringe every time.
Yet he has never mentioned how his chest puffs with pride at your praise, but he thinks it may have been obvious anyway.
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Taehoon spots you, back to him, gently swaying to the music on your own. No doubt eyes on Rumi and Wangguk’s first dance as husband and wife, like everyone else.
Your hair looks longer, though of course it is. It's been months.
Self consciousness creeps in. Taehoon wonders if you mind that he hasn't had time to change, his bomber jackets untouched for so long. He wonders if you will like his hair, short and natural, military standard.
Most of all-
If you will still feel the same. After all, young love is fickle, flighty, fleeting.
He swallows down his nervousness and ignores the fluttering in his stomach.
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You feel an arm curling round your waist. The weight of the hand and the heat of the embrace you've dreamt about for nights on end.
"I've been waiting for you," you whisper.
Taehoon kisses you. It feels like the first time, on the sun bleached pier, all those years ago.
Except, he leans in first. 
The softness of your lips just as he remembers, and tonight, he feels your pleased sigh ghosting his skin.
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robo-nonagon · 13 days
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✖ one crazy mother██er ✖
can't wait for his anime debut 🙏
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mintpurrfect · 3 months
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Hi, I really like your work, If possible could you please write a one shot with Taehoon from biral hit and his s/o where his father caught them kissing and what his reaction would be, how he will behave, if not then everything is fine
⩇:⩇⩇ — kiss it better
⤿synopsys﹕ seong taehoon is the type of person who most people classify as "cool". so it was rather unexpected yet somewhat hilarious to find out from his father that he used to be such a clumsy and dumb kid. which he still is.
⤿character﹕ seong taehoon x gn!reader
⤿genre﹕ fluff
⤿warnings﹕ it's mostly just cursing and probably my bad grammar and spellings, but other than that, there's none. not proofread.
⤿note﹕ it's been awhile! I recently just saw this (cuz tumblr didn't give me a notification once again) so I rushed through this since I've got a small burst of inspiration lmao. There's also another anon who asked for a Taehoon fic so, here you go! I hope you guys enjoy this<3
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Taehoon was an asshole.
That is what you're currently thinking as you sit down crossed-legged on the floor of the dojang as you stare up at Taehoon who was standing before you.
“You're such an ass!” you exclaimed loudly, glaring at him as you gently rub your forehead.
He grabbed a water bottle and took a sip, completely ignoring your whole existence. This, of course, made you even more annoyed.
How dare he flick you on the forehead really hard and act as if nothing happened? He's absolutely heartless!
“That hurt, you jerk!” once again, you expressed how you were currently feeling, grumbling under your breath about how much of an annoying and mean bastard he was.
As you continued to sulk while still sitting on the floor with a frown on your face, Taehoon's gaze wandered over you, lingering for a few seconds before a soft sigh left his lips.
“Damn it... Let me see.” he mumbled before crouching in front of you, reaching forward and carefully lifting your chin up.
He checked your forehead and saw that it was slightly red, making him realise that he might have used too much strength than intended.
You watch him while remaining silent, noticing how his lips were formed into a thin line and how his eyes narrowed as he observed the red mark on your forehead.
He honestly looks like he's ready to murder someone with how scary and tense his face was. You wonder what other people would think if they saw the two of you in this position. Maybe they would assume that he was threatening you to give him your money or something similar.
As your mind wanders away in your own little world, you failed to register that Taehoon had inched closer, his face nearing yours before his lips made contact with your skin.
It took you a moment to process what was happening, still trying to make sense that Taehoon's lips are on your forehead, softly kissing it.
You blinked a few times in utter confusion and surprise when he pulled away and made eye contact with you. He brought his hand up from your chin towards the side of your face, cupping your cheek as he stared into your eyes.
“There, do you feel better now?” He asks in a casual tone, his face stoic yet the tinge of pink on his cheeks and ears didn't go unnoticed by you, but you decided not to comment on it.
You smiled teasingly, shaking your head, “Nope, it still hurts. Maybe you should kiss me here instead.” you said, pointing towards your lips and puckering it up for extra effect.
Taehoon grumbled, rolling his eyes and averting his gaze for a moment before letting out a deep breath and looking at you with an annoyed expression.
“You little sh... Ugh, fine, but you better stop whining after this and get back to practise, okay?”
“Alright!”
And with that, he closed the gap between the two of you, his lips meeting yours in a soft, tender kiss.
You smiled and closed your eyes before kissing him back, enjoying the sweet kiss the two of you shared. His lips were soft against yours and the way he was caressing your skin, drawing small circles on your cheek with his thumb while he kisses you in the most gentle way made your heart flutter.
Lost in the moment, the both of you failed to notice someone opening the door, “Taehoon, could you help me with moving these boxes inside–”
A thud can be heard along with a rather loud gasp, making the two of you pull away from each other and turn towards the source of the noise.
There stood, a wide-eyed Seong Hanseo, who was dramatically covering his mouth with a hand and the box he had was dropped by his feet.
There was an awkward silence that enveloped the dojang for what felt like an eternity, when suddenly, the middle-aged man's face became serious.
You and Taehoon tensed up, preparing yourselves for a scolding to come from the old man. Although, a few moments ticked by and it didn't come. Instead, what greeted the two of you was a father who looked like he was about to cry.
“Ah... You're really grown now... I can still remember the days when I was still changing your diapers like it was yesterday.” Hanseo said, looking towards the large glass window with a reminiscent expression on his face.
“I remember when you were very little, you cried when you accidentally stepped on a dog's poo–”
“Dad, shut up!” Taehoon shouted standing up from his crouched position, glaring daggers at his old man with his face completely red as a riped strawberry.
“Oh, and there was also this time when you fell and slipped down face first when you tried running down the playground slide–”
The day ended with you learning about a bunch of blackmail materials childhood stories of Taehoon. He, unfortunately for him, also had to sit and listen as his father embarrassed him in front of you.
He just knows that you will tease him endlessly about all the things his father was telling you about.
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phsmloves · 11 months
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Taehoon: Go fuck yourself. Y/N: Fuck me yourself, coward.
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boyinatown · 10 months
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Can’t sleep love
summary: Some hc of my fav Webtoon male teens!
Pairing: Reader x Joker, Jay jo and Taehoon
Warning: none
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Joker honestly didn’t know what he was doing, calling you in the middle of the night. His phone making the calling noise over and over. He groans to his self about to hit the hanging up button when your voice stops him.
‘Hello? Joker? , calling me at night. Did something happen?-‘
‘No, I just wanted to see if you were awake. Did I disturb your sleep?’
‘Not at all, I was awake as well..though your call did surprise me.’ Your light chuckle being heard from the other line, making the blue haired male softly tug his lips into a smile.
‘Joker…did you miss me that bad?’ The teasing being heard in your voice was enough to piss him off.
‘Goodnight y/n-‘
‘Awhh! Is it true though? You did miss me! Right joker?-‘
‘Go to sleep , forget about it.’
‘Don’t be like that, hey joker..let’s talk?’
He places his arm over his eyes, sighing to his self while you were begging on the line.
A few minutes wouldn’t hurt would it?
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Jay was wide awake at 3 am, studying for the upcoming tests. Pulling an all nighter he felt his self lose consciousness and almost succumb to the sleepiness.
That was until he saw your number call him, he picks it up immediately without a thought. Your voice sending shivers down his spine.
‘Jay? Your still awake?! I knew it, pulling an all nighter aren’t you?’
‘Mnn..yeah. Question is, why aren’t you asleep?’
‘I was trying but you see, I had a dream about you’
The fact you were telling him your dream about him was enough to make him blush till his ears.
‘Jay? You there?-‘
‘Tell me about the dream, won’t you?’
A little story telling wouldn’t hurt would it? besides your voice made him feel comforted.
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The brown haired male was deep in a slumber, dreaming about defeating enemies and what not with his fantastic kicks. He almost made it to the end until a loud vibrating voice awoke him.
He swore to his self he’d kill the person who woke him up, cursing their entire family line he grabs his device and your name on the screen made him lose his anger.
He scoffed and smirked lightly , should he hang up to tease you? Or should he just be nice for now? Maybe you needed him for something urgent.
Putting his pride aside he picks up the phone and immediately starts scolding you for being awake at such a devilish hour.
‘I just missed you! What? Can’t I call you when I feel alone? Would you rather me call Hobin?’
‘I dare you.’
‘ alr alr , easy boy. Did I wake you up from your beauty sleep or something?’ You laugh softly and taehoon can’t help but feel warm inside. But immediately returns to his cold behavior.
‘ something you desperately need, and yes you did. I was in the middle of fighting evil people in my dreams practicing my kicks.’
‘Ooooh, did you win?’
‘Almost until a certain someone ruined it all, was it worth it?’
‘I’ll make it up to you, wanna come over? You could tell me all about the dream. Maybe I’ll help you?’
‘Your bold, I’ll be there in 5. Don’t fall asleep.’
Taehoon puts his phone inside the sweatpants pocket, putting on a shirt. Grabbing some snacks, he wouldn’t confess it to you in your face but he was excited to see you again.
Maybe a part 2 of this will be made , but with Webtoon men I like? 🤷🏽‍♀️
Vacation Special will soon be posted.
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lozchi · 9 months
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A little tiger?
A/N: first fic, edited, I don't think I could balance the length to separate it into chapters, so here ya go XD Decided to write for Hoon-ie after not getting enough fics of him. I read every possible fic in existence, so now I'm joining the rabbit hole. Pairing: Taehoon Seong x !F reader (Gender Neutral, actually. But it steers more towards a female reader.) Themes: Fluff, profane language, actual fluff
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i am convinced this man wears eyeliner.
There were a few things that you came to agree on with Taehoon before you moved in together, in which he took the time to hash out the nitty-gritty details that would shape your lifestyle.
First things first, cleanliness was non-negotiable. Clean up after your own mess, get rid of those stinky socks on the coffee table, and don't you dare delay washing those dirty dishes. A fair share of chores is just as important. Fuck gender roles. That shit doesn't matter to Taehoon, neither to you. You embraced a fair distribution of chores, because who needs traditional gender norms cramping your style?
Communication was key to keeping your domestic life intact. You made it a rule to give each other a heads-up before inviting anyone over. Taehoon didn't want to be caught by your dad walking out of his room after he just woke up, walking around the place while he was shirtless, and you couldn't blame him. No free fanservice for your old man, sorry.
And then, there was the ultimate deal-breaker: absolutely, ABSOLUTELY no pets allowed. Sad, but necessary. You both recognized the responsibilities and potential burden that a furry friend could bring into your peaceful (chaotic mostly, thanks to your petty bickerings) haven. So, you made the tough call to keep your space pet-free, even though it meant missing out on endless cuteness.
These seemingly straightforward house rules were the backbone of your cohabitation. You can see where this is going at, just basic house rules you'd need to abide by. Easy peasy, right?
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Dragging your exhausted self through the threshold, you fumbled with your keys, the metallic jingle filling the air as you struggled to unlock the door. With a half-hearted stretch and a lazy rub of your bleary eyes, you muttered curses under your breath. Fuck them. The sheer stupidity of your project groupmates. Ugh, seriously, could life get any more frustrating? But hey, that's fine since you have-
"You cute little shit. You're mine."
Are your ears lying to you? Is your menace of a boyfriend baby talking someone… Who's not you?!? To hear him speak so sweetly that he would never even bring himself to talk to you in the same way as he did just now. That's right, give him a piece of your mind.
Brows furrowing in frustration and jealousy, you'd speak up. You need to talk to him, he deserves a little lecture. As you walked inside your humble abode, you grumpily stomped your way to the bedroom.
"Taehoon Seong, What the f-"
Caught red-handed, Taehoon's eyes widened as he notices your enraged expression. In a panicked manner, he swiftly hurled a nearby blanket into a corner of the room, as if hoping to hide the evidence of his silly stunt. You'd rarely see such a horrified look on his usually stoic expression, Calling this pretty boy other than the stupid nicknames you give him feels so strangely threatening, almost like stepping into uncharted territory. Hello? He's "Hoon-ie", "Pretty Boy", "Sneaky Link", "Sexy Bastard"… Who the fuck is "Taehoon Seong"?
But before you could launch into a full-blown confrontation, a soft and unmistakable "Meow" reverberated through the air, breaking the awkward tension. Busted. Who would have ever thought that Taehoon, the seemingly more composed and level-headed one in the relationship, would dare to break the sacred "no pets" rule? It was unbelievable, mind-boggling, and to make matters worse, it wasn't even you who did this cheeky act. This left you momentarily stunned.
Now, off to berating your boyfriend.
"Oi, I thought we–"
"That was me."
"Didn't know that my man can meow like a harmless creature–"
"Shut the fuck up…"
An awkward silence fills the air for a moment, with you thinking about the act Taehoon pulled, while he starts contemplating whether or not he should break it. The tension was then interrupted by this "unwanted guest". Of course, the cat manages to escape from the blanket, heading its way towards you, its tiny paws padding across the floor.
You know that you can't stay mad, especially when Taehoon is being unusually soft – except that it's not being directed towards you. Your boyfriend is an immature dick of a tsundere, deal with it.
Leaning down to stroke the adorable creature that had stolen your boyfriend's heart, you couldn't help but be enthralled by its soft, velvety fur. Okay, let's admit it, the cat was undeniably cute, but that didn't mean you could suppress the pangs of jealousy that surged within you as Taehoon showered the little feline with affection.
"Why on earth didn't you give me a heads up about bringing this cute shit home? Seriously, you've broken not one, but two rules,"
You exclaimed, unable to hide your frustration.
He glanced at you, a hint of guilt flickering in his eyes.
"I acted impulsively, and I'm sorry."
Is what you imagined he would say. After all, he should apologize for his thoughtless actions. But let's face it, again – your boyfriend had a knack for being a dick. Instead of the heartfelt apology you expected, all you received was a blank stare and a nonchalant shrug.
"Oh, for fuck's sake."
You exclaimed, exasperatedly. Pinching the bridge of your nose, you let out a weary sigh. Finally, he broke his silence, bringing an end to the internal debate he seemed to be having.
"I brought it home because it reminded me of you."
And that's a good thing right? He probably brought it home since the cat was cute, like you, right?
"Where did you even get this? Did you buy it, take it from an animal shelter, take it from the streets… Or did you steal this from someone?"
Too many questions, Taehoon is NOT willing to answer them. But he does anyway because you being an interrogative bitch needs to stop.
"Took it from the streets after I-"
Taehoon began, but you interrupted him, already familiar with the story.
"Lemme guess, another round of beating assholes up?"
You asked, a hint of sarcasm in your voice as you gave him that annoying, knowing, AUDACIOUS smirk. It turns him on a little though, not that he'd admit that.
"They were hurting it."
So, instead of mindlessly beating the shit out of random thugs just for 500 won, he had actually stepped in to protect the defenseless creature? For once, Taehoon had an actual reason for his actions – okay, maybe not once – but it caused a surprising warmth to spread through your heart. You couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for him. It was as if he genuinely wanted to provide a safe haven for the cat, and that realization melted away any lingering resentment.
You looked at Taehoon, noticing a glimmer of excitement in his eyes as he gazed at the little feline. You could've sworn he looked so determined to keep the rascal. In that moment, your heart softened at the oddity of your dear menace.
"Okay, but for real, why did the cat remind you of me?"
Ugh, seriously. Stop with the questions. It's slightly pissing Taehoon off to the extent that he'd kick your ass (only lightly though, knowing full well that it'd rile you up anyway).
"Weak and helpless like you. Especially during training. At least sometimes. Most of the time."
If you expected a better answer than that, then prepare to be dissapointed. He's Taehoon Seong after all, you brought yourself into this.
"And in bed too-"
You send a series of aggressive smacks on his ass. His comment was a little uncalled for! Oh, come on, Taehoon!
"And cute. And cute! Stop it, bitch!"
He chuckled in amusement; those little hits would do little to no damage. And once you stopped, the both of you would look at the cat with another question in mind.
"What are you gonna name it?"
"Ratface."
"Disgusting. Let's go for it."
"Bitch, I was kidding."
"Hoon-ie Junior, then?"
"That's a shitty name."
"It stemmed from yours though-"
"Exactly."
"Meow~"
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Taehoon's naming skills were straight up shitty, and it was painfully obvious considering the ridiculous names he had come up with so far. Some were unnecessarily flamboyant, meant purely for sarcastic amusement, while others were downright horrendous. But let's face it, naming a cat after a character from Tekken would be a vast improvement compared to "Ratface." It had been ten fucking minutes, and neither you nor Taehoon had managed to think of a decent name yet.
"What about 'Hwoarang'?"
"Seriously? Haha, you're terrible at this."
You couldn't help but sneer at Taehoon, teasing him mercilessly as he futilely attempted to push your face away, only for you to playfully bring it even closer, peppering his face with kisses. Deep down, he wanted to do the same to you right now, but his entire focus was fixated on finding a proper name for the cat.
"Bitch, you're no better yourself,"
He retorted with a scoff, rolling his eyes in exasperation. I mean, who in their right mind would name something as sweet as this little feline "Tabasco"?
"Pocachip."
You suggested, realizing that both you and Taehoon were nowhere near finding a suitable name.
With a defeated sigh, Taehoon gave up, flopping down on the bed with the cat resting in his lap. It seemed better to leave the poor thing unnamed than to burden it with a ridiculous moniker. Naming could wait for now.
Ugh, if you ever considered having mini Taehoons then- whoops, too early for that.
But honestly, if you couldn't even come up with a name for a cat, how on earth would you manage to name your own children? Then again, it was too early to think about starting a family, and having kids wasn't currently an option on the table.
"I'll go out and buy some things for the cat."
Leaving again? You just got home. Not on your pretty boy's watch. Before you could make a move, Taehoon swiftly grabbed your wrist, his expression turning blank as he stared at you intently.
"I already took care of that."
He stated firmly.
This man was full of surprises. It was evident that he truly wanted to take care of the cat. Seeing Taehoon in this soft and caring state was unusual but endearing. If you got to witness this side of him every day, then you had no choice but to happily play the third wheel while he tended to the little kitten.
"You're really serious about this. Hah! I always knew you were a softy deep down~"
Bitch, you're teasing him so much. Stop poking his cheeks and shit, it's making him feel all giddy. He smacked your hand away, but you could have sworn to god you saw a faint pink tint on his usually pale complexion. Damn it, his fair skin made it difficult for him to hide the blush.
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Minutes, hours then days pass by in a blur. Yet you and Taehoon are still no closer to giving the furball a decent name, not that the little stray needs one. The cat shall remain nameless for now, no big deal. Your life's still pretty much the same, at least a little.
Though there were times you felt a pang of jealousy creep over you as Taehoon would DELIBERATELY sweet talk the kitten just to get a reaction out of you. LOL! You have no idea how smug he feels whenever you pout or sulk in the corner of the room. He knows what he's doing, and once you caught on, he turned it down a little. Keyword: A little.
You thought caring for the adorable kitten while Taehoon was away for taekwondo practice would be easy-peasy-Taehoon-tease-me. But you were so wrong.
"Psspspspss kitty kitty!"
You call, desperately trying to gain the cat's affection. But to no avail. How does Taehoon make it look so effortless?
Every time you and Taehoon want some lovey-dovey time, that furry menace does everything to steal your man's attention. The lion, the witch, the audacity of this bitch. This goddamn motherfucker's gonna keep Taehoon all to itself.
"Cockblocker."
You sigh in frustration.
The furball has now wormed its way into your hearts. Yet giving it a name seems impossible. For now, the nameless stray shall remain…causing mischief and mayhem, one purr at a time.
"Hoon-ie, I have no idea how you get that little shit listen to you."
Other than Taehoon being the one to bring the cat home, is there really something else that would make the fluffball listen to him? Okay, he's intimidating, that's a plus. And it's the same reason as to why Hobin and Snapper would have to deal with his antics.
"My words are law."
"Not to me, they're not."
Taehoon chuckles. Oh, how could you be so stubborn? Accept the fact that this man will get anything he wants, no matter what sort of measures he'd take.
"I'm just better than you at everything else."
You gasped in mock offense, though deep down you knew that his statement was about 49.99% correct. But hey, at least you're better in making his heart pound of his chest. He gets all tingly and warm, ew, cringe. You make him feel so weak and you're not just better at it, you're the best.
"Huh? Wanna bet, pretty boy?!?"
Once you've started, know that you shouldn't back down. After all, you don't want to deal with Taehoon's teasing all week for such a petty argument.
"Alright, how about this - whoever can get the little shit to sit on their lap first wins."
Damn, this pretty boy loves you so much to the point he'll participate or even suggest bullshit.
"HAH! YOU'LL SEE."
You and Taehoon shoot challenging glances at each other as you call the cat, trying to lure it over with treats and toys. The furball pays you no heed and walks between the two of you, seemingly ignoring your bets and bickering.
"We really need a name for it."
And "Pocachip", "Tabasco", "Hoon-ie Jr." is not allowed. Taehoon starts to think whether or not you were hungry during thinking about those names. "Sh-"
"No."
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gojocp · 3 months
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Hi, I read that you write for HTF and if possible, could you write nsfw one shot (or headcanons) about seong taehoon x reader, about their first time, how he will behave and how everything will go, if you can't do it, thats okay
first time w/ taehoon
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wc: 495 featuring: taehoon seong
a/n: hey hey!! sorry this took so long.. i was debating whether or not to write this req cuz i haven't written smut/nsfw before but i decided i'll do it anyway (writing this made me kinda shy). pls bear with me, if this is trash im really sorry. hope you enjoy!
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when i think of first time sex with taehoon, i think he’d be pretty sweet, taking it slow and all
honestly, he’s really attractive, so everything about him is (including that)
he’s prob pretty big
here is how i think it’d play out:
The room is dark as you feel your back hit the mattress of your shared bed, Taehoon hovering on top of you. He leans closer and presses his lips against yours hungrily, his tongue molding against yours. He pulls away as you begin to tug at his sweatpants,
“Are you sure?”
You nod eagerly, stripping out of your own clothes. You pull him in for another kiss and he crawls on top of you again. He removes his clothing and starts placing open-mouthed kisses along your neck, finding a spot and sucking on it. You let out a gasp as his thumb rubs along your nipples, stiff from the cold.
He trails kisses down to your collarbone, moving further to your breasts. He lets out a breath of air right above your other breast, his lips mere centimeters away from your nipples.
“(y/n)… are you really sure?” he asks again, his eyes meeting yours.
“Yes..”
That’s all it takes for Taehoon to trap your nipple in his mouth, he sucks on it as one hand slides lower and lower, resting on the inside of your thigh. You let out a soft moan, calling out his name. He switches to the other side, sucking.
After a bit, he pulls away and instructs you to lift your hips, sliding a pillow underneath. He slides on a condom and pushes your legs apart, aligning himself with you. Slowly, he pushes past your folds and buries himself in you. He lets out a groan as he feels you clench around him. He hovers over you, kissing you as he gives you time to adjust to the added stretch of his cock.
Your arms wrap around him as you give him the okay to move. He slides out and slams back in, his tip hitting the sensitive spot deep inside of you. You let out a gasp at the sudden movement and scratch his back, causing him to pause his movements.
“shit.. Sorry.” He lets out a breath and starts moving again.
He moves slower this time, slowly moving in and out of you.
“F-faster…” you moan out, running your fingers through the hairs at his nape.
“Greedy, aren’t you?” Nonetheless, he complies and moves faster pulling out and slamming back in again. His thrusts are more aggressive as he ruts into you.
Your thighs tremble as you reach your high, “Taehoon… I’m gonna-..”
He pulls you into another kiss. You moan against his lips and cum, clenching around him. He continues to thrust into you, reaching his own high.
Panting, he slowly pulls out and removes his condom, tossing it out. He cleans you both up and you fall asleep cuddled close to him.
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inzsanewrites · 1 year
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I Do/Don’t Like You
Seong Taehoon/Taehun X Reader
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He didn’t like you.
He didn’t think about you all day.
And he sure as hell wasn’t hoping for you to approach him.
Or at least that’s what Taehoon told himself as he fixated his gaze on you talking to Yeonwoo across the room.
You two didn’t know each other well at all. He could count the number of times you two had actually communicated on his fingers, the very first being when you had patched Yeonwoo up after they had fought. An incident that you thankfully didn’t hold against him.
At that time, it had only been a brief eye contact, but now it seemed that it was much more him.
Due to his poor school attendance and the fact that your classes never overlapped, he didn’t see you much. But when he did…
It would be engraved in his memory.
Even if you didn’t see him, he saw you and that was enough to keep him up at night, thinking about how he could approach you next time.
And for all those reasons and more he was disgusted with himself, and…
He didn’t like you.
He didn’t like the way the sunlight reflected off of you perfectly.
He didn’t like the way your smile gave him heart palpitations.
Taehoon shook his head crazily.
No. No. NO.
He didn’t like-
A soft tap on his shoulder brought him out of his thoughts, and when he turned there was you in all your glowing beauty.
“Hi, Taehoon.”
Fuck, he liked you.
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lookismfanfics · 10 months
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You guys already know what it is~ Lookism Actor AU (part 6!)
Ft. Taehoon
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giyuu-is-lonely7 · 3 months
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hi, if you are still writing for Song Taehoon, can you please write headcanons or a post about your first time with him (fem reader), but if not, that’s okay
HC of your first night with him: Taehoon Seong x F!Reader
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Ahh! My first anon ask ever. So I don't write NSFW, but i can write head canons for the before and after and a little on what happens in the middle. i'm not sure if this is what you meant. As you can tell I'm not good at 18+ content sooo.
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OKok
Taehoon would be the kind of guy to ease into things. Take some time to actually set the mood. Check you to see if you're ready.
He'd want to do it somewhere comfortable for both parties, so off to the bed the two of you go.
This is the first for you two as a couple, so of course he'd make it your best.
He'd have the stuff ready in his side table near his bed.
First thing he would do is ogle at you. He's a hot guy and he's had hot girls try and have a go at him, but as well all know this boy is loyal asf.
And when I mean ogle, I mean it. Minutes he'd spend looking at your naked body, taking in every detail.
And now the fun part.
His shirt off as he, y'know, makes your legs shake and quiver as his fingers plunge in and out of you.
After you're hot and flushed because of that, he'd move on to what he'd call the fun part.
With a condom on, he'd make you moan out his name is flustered breaths as he thrusts his 🍆 into you will as much force as his kicks
after all that excitement.
He'd clean both the two of you in a shower, change the sheets, and then go out for junk food.
buy some ice cream while out, then chill and lay in bed together as you both fall asleep in each other's arms
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razypie · 10 months
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hansu raised his child and taught him everything that is to know about taekwondo, but he forgot to teach him manners 💀🤚
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wannaeatramyeon · 1 month
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Seong Taehoon x Reader: Letters
Final chapter spoiler! G/N. Taehoon in the military and you ask for-
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"Letters?"
"Yep!" you grin, popping the 'p' as Taehoon looks on incredulously.
"Why the fuck would I send letters when I can just text you?" 
"Because," you tip onto your toes and reach up to kiss him, "It'll be romantic."
Profanities are mumbled under his breath.
.
.
Taehoon feels like an idiot. He feels so cringe he's going to crawl out of his skin.
He texted you today, video called you last night. Yet your request for letters runs round and round his head.
Rattling like an incessant, annoying bug. Reminding him of your request accompanied by hopeful eyes and a sweet kiss.
Fuck.
The paper looks so very blank. Large and looming and intimidating. Like an exam sheet 5 minutes before the end and nothing has been scribbled down.
How is he even supposed to start this?
'Dear Y/N,' 
-is immediately scratched out, scrunched up then tossed towards the garbage can.
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.
You receive a letter a few days later. 
Your name and address written in scratchy chicken script. The fact that it was delivered successfully is a miracle in and of itself.
With uncharacteristic patience and utmost care, you peel open the envelope. 
A few paragraphs fill half the page. You read over his words, feel the hesitation between the lines, and soak up the love that you know has been poured into this act. Just the fact that he has done this says more than enough.
.
.
Taehoon is snippy, snippier than usual on video call tonight. His short dark hair and uniform seemingly amplifying his hard edges.
You know his leg is bouncing out of shot.
"Haven't you received it yet?" He cuts you off mid-sentence.
"Received what?"
"What do you think?"
“Your letter?”
Taehoon confirms it with a scowl.
You give him a grin, brushing past his question and leaving his mood sour.
.
.
There's mail waiting for him. Correspondence.
In a plain white envelope, with simple stamps.
But the writing- 
His name, with your particular slant of characters and loops as unique to him as your laugh.
The way he opens the envelope is the opposite to you. Teared open, fingers urgent.
(When was the last time, anyway, that he received a handwritten letter?)
His eyes scan the words. What could be cringe, he finds endearing. What could be sappy, warms him. 
Feels your absence more than ever after reading, counts down the days until he can see you again. 
He regrets his letter. That he has none of your poetic ramblings, or interesting turn of phrases. That he isn't able to express his emotions, taking pen to paper like a duck to water, as well as you do.
He’ll have to do better with his next one.
Yet- 
Taehoon is left love drunk, mood light and floating on air when sleep takes him that night.
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hyusolk · 1 year
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taehoon and johan crossover -> i tried to imitate both styles the best i could. also i got this idea from @hyaened 's post :D
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mintpurrfect · 10 months
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⩇:⩇⩇ — Menace
⤿synopsys﹕seong taehoon is an absolute menace, always annoying the hell out of you. it's his way of showing his love, but he'd rather jump off a building than admit it though.
⤿character﹕ seong taehoon x gn!reader
⤿genre﹕fluff
⤿warning﹕cursing, bad grammar and typos
⤿note﹕It's been awhile! Here's some Taehoon stuff which had been sitting in my drafts for some time that I just finished a few minutes ago. 890 words | not proofread.
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Taehoon was walking around the YHC's office, trying to find anything that would get rid of his boredom. He didn't have anything else to do as he had just finished his training.
His eyes wandered around before stopping at a wooden door across the room. He mindlessly walked towards the door and opened it.
There, he saw you sitting on a chair in front of a desk, seemingly writing something.
Walking towards you, Taehoon had decided that you're the one to ease his boredom. He took out an unoccupied chair from beside you and placed it really closely to where you are before sitting on it, body facing towards you.
You stayed quiet even after noticing his presence, too busy with jotting down ideas flowing through your head.
Taehoon watched you for a while, observing you. How your eyebrows knit together in deep thought, how your eyes seem to light up whenever a new idea comes to mind or even how your lips form into a small pout when you aren't satisfied with what you wrote.
You were getting uncomfortable with the way his eyes were watching you intently.
With a sigh, you dropped your pencil and glanced at him, "What do you want?"
"I'm bored."
You rolled your eyes before continuing to your previous task, "Go train or something."
From your peripheral vision, you could see how he inched closer to you but you didn't make any move to scoot away, "I'm already done training."
"Why'd you come here of all places?"
"I wanted to annoy you."
How very blunt of him. You rolled your eyes again, making up your mind to just ignore him and pretend that he's not there. After all, ignorance is bliss.
Well, that was your plan until he decided to be a total menace.
"What's that supposed to be? Duck?"
"It's "crack", Taehoon." You replied, trying hard not to break the pencil you're holding in half but he's just making it hard for you not to do so.
"Mallow?" He mumbled,
You let out a deep sigh, "It's "mirror", those are "R's" not "L's", gosh... "
You're trying your best to contain your annoyance and focus on writing but the man, either oblivious to your frustration or just doesn't care, most likely the latter, spoke once more, "Your handwriting sucks,"
"You suck." You retort earning an amused look on Taehoon's face.
"Your insults are just as bad as your penmanship."
'I swear to god, if you don't shut up, I'm going to stab you with this pencil-'
Curses after curses flood your mind but you refrain yourself from snapping and held back. Nothing good comes out with arguing with the guy.
Realising that you won't respond, he let his eyes wander once again. Taehoon then fixated his brown eyes towards your hair.
After contemplating for a few minutes, he decided to raise his hand and brush his fingers through your hair.
Feeling the gentle touch, you momentarily stop writing to register what was happening.
Taehoon was playing with your hair, watching closely how it moves as he twirled it around his fingers.
You just decided to ignore him and continue on with what you were doing. You started scribbling on your notebook, your messy handwriting filling up the page.
A few minutes have passed and you're finally done. Taehoon was still somehow playing with your hair, he didn't even speak once after he had started.
You slightly tilt your head towards his direction, raising an eyebrow when you noticed how he was zoning out while absentmindedly twisting a few strands of your hair into his index finger.
Taehoon felt your stare and finally snapped out of his thoughts. His auburn (?) eyes turned towards yours. He didn't speak and just continued to stare into your eyes. Without warning, he leaned in closer to your face without breaking eye contact.
You felt your heart skip a bit but managed to put on an unbothered facade. You're sure that if you gave any ounce of flustered reaction, he won't stop teasing you about it.
But gosh, did his lips look so tempting right now.
Your eyes subconsciously trailed down towards his lips for a few seconds before you noticed what you were doing and looked away. He was leaning towards you in a painfully slow pace and it was obvious that he's teasing you on purpose.
'Damn it..' you thought to yourself. A soft sigh escaped your lips before you finally decided to take the matter into your own hands —quite literally if I may add— you brought your hand up and grabbed the back of his head before pulling him closer and closing the distance between the two of you.
Taehoon froze in surprise as he felt your lips against his. He would never admit it but he felt his heart flutter. Slowly but surely, his lips started to move against yours and his eyes closed shut as he savoured the feeling of your kiss.
You pulled away after what felt like hours, and you could see a small smile on Taehoon's lips,
"Didn't know that you wanted me that much." He said, giving you a cocky smirk but the pink tint on his cheeks and ears betrayed how he truly felt.
"Oh, shut up." You rolled your eyes playfully before pulling him in for another kiss.
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greeenbean · 1 year
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On night shift rn, simping over fictional guys full of red flags, instead of doing my fucking job
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irehluvr · 11 months
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lookism & viral hit/htf characters as things my friends have said
i reserve the right to shoot people who fucking annoy me
taehoon seong, samuel seo, jinho lee/244, johan seong, goo kim, gun park, gyeoul han, seo haesu, logan lee, vin jin
they call me babygirl but im actually a ruthless criminal molded by the streets
jake kim, seongjun baek, samuel seo, eli jang, jinho lee/244, gun park, seo haesu, johan seong
i got a d orbital because i have bitches orbiting around my dick
daniel park, hobin yu, taehoon seong, goo kim, gun park, samuel seo, seongjun baek, bomi choi, jay hong, zoe kim
he's gonna go in the yearbook as most likely to own his own sex doll
jiho park, snapper, hobin yu
additional:
dogs are like babies but you can't hit them
johan seong
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