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starry-nights-garden · 9 months

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✧ WayV Yangyang x gn!reader ✧ words: ~800 ✧ genre: fluff ✧ warnings: suggestive ✧ prompts: kitchen counter make-outs + “i’ve had a terrible day at work so just kiss me”

Your shoulders ache and your back feels strained when you finally come home that night. You silently curse through gritted teeth when you accidentally drop your keys as you’re about to unlock the door, and picking them up to look for the right one a second time feels like it requires way too much effort. At last, the door opens and you can drop your bags and take off your shoes by the entrance, before scuffing right over to the living room. You let your body collapse down onto the sofa, and for a while you just sit there and stare at a wall, before your ears register the rustling noises coming from the kitchen.

“Babe?” you call out, and your boyfriend answers, albeit a bit delayed.

“Baby? You’re home?” Yangyang walks around the corner, ready to greet you with a bright smile, but once he sees the state you’re in, his expression shifts and he raises his eyebrows. “Did something happen?” You groan, not even wanting to talk about all the details that made this day so terrible.

“I had a bad day and I’m really exhausted,” you simply state, and a moment later you feel your boyfriend wrapping his arms around you from behind, squeezing you tight.

“My baby had a bad day?” he coos, snuggling up closer to you and pressing his nose and lips against your cheek. He faintly smells like vegetables and seasoning, and you’re wondering if he’s attempting to cook something for dinner. “Do you need some coffee?”

“At this hour??” you retort.

“There’s nothing a cup of coffee can’t solve,” Yangyang states as he gets up, letting go of you.

“It certainly can’t solve whatever just went down in the past hours…” you mutter.

“That bad?”

“Yeah.”

“But you didn’t get fired, right?” You ignore the concern in his voice and you let out a bitter laugh.

“I wish…”

“Well, let me at least make you some dinner then,” Yangyang proposes as he walks back to where he came from.

“Babe, you can’t cook…” you remind him, but you follow suit into the kitchen anyway.

“I’m learning!” he argues, pointing at a recipe on his phone that he’s trying to follow and some half chopped up ingredients.

“Sure…” You sigh and you hop up onto the free kitchen counter on the other side.

“Babe…” he calls out to you as he walks over, resting his hands on your thighs and tilting his head to the left slightly. “You’re not supposed to sit on the kitchen counter while someone else is making food.” You’re speechless. You’re tired and in a bad mood overall, and he thinks now is the time to scold you for something like that. However, you don’t really have the energy left to fight, so instead you put your hands over his.

“Baby, please… I’ve had a terrible day at work so just kiss me.” The mischievous grin on his face disappears immediately, and after a second of processing the meaning behind your words he lifts one hand to put it behind your neck, pulling you closer.

“Okay,” you hear him mutter before closing the distance between the two of you, and when you feel his lips moving against yours you can finally relax a bit. He kisses you slowly at first, but when he pulls back and you both catch a glimpse of each other’s faces, you immediately connect your lips again, kissing each other more passionately now. Hungrily, he runs his tongue across your lower lip, and you permit him to deepen the kiss, while you throw your arms around his shoulders and you bury your fingers in his hair. Breathlessly, you part, and you find his gaze burning with desire for you behind half-lidded eyes. So you lean in again for another kiss, but soon his lips wander to your jaw and he leaves a trail of kisses down your neck. You sigh, enjoying the tingly sensations coursing through your body, and you hold him close as if to tell him not to stop.

“Babe,” you mumble, and he comes back up to kiss you on the lips, before answering.

“Yeah?”

“I think you should cook a little later,” you say in between kisses. Knowing exactly what you’re trying to tell him, he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you off the counter and making you stand right in front of him.

“Yeah,” he agrees, lips only parting from yours to speak. “I think it can wait.”

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lvlyynim · 1 year

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“TEN NO-” you covered yangyang’s mouth with both your hands, stopping him from interrupting ten.

the male in front of you continued, “as i was saying, yangyang has this grand romantic gesture on how to confess his feelings to you but shit hit the fan” you nodded, hands still clamping his mouth.

someone made up a rumour that yangyang was seeing other people when he was obviously into you. to avoid a misunderstanding, he explained everything to you including his feelings.

“first, he’d take you out on a date. arcade, the mall, buy you whatever you want and stuff. Then he’d take you to the beach to watch the sunset” ten continued.

yangyang muffled something against your hands, making you remove them. “i prepared everything from the picnic blanket, a cooler full of coke, basket full of your favourite snacks and a bouquet of fresh pink peonies, your favourite.” he said, face flushed pink in embarassment. with a sigh, he carried on.

“we’d stay in each other’s embrace, talking about everything and anything with Matt Maltese playing. then i’ll hand you a handwritten letter with my honest feelings since I’m terrible with words.”

the smile on your face never left, only grew as he kept going on and on about his plan. your cheeks physically hurt from smiling too hard and when he didn’t say anything, you assumed he finished talking.

“you did all of that for me?” a part of you still can’t believe he planned all that but god he’s so cute when he’s shy.

all he did was nodded, still not meeting your eyes. a million thoughts race through his mind most of them with a negative outcome. why are you so quiet? are you gonna laugh at him? why aren’t you saying anything?

cupping his face, you kissed him. You felt him tensed up for a bit before reciprocating the kiss. your hands slid down to wrap around his neck and his around your waist.

this is what he’s been waiting for. this moment right here right now. your lips,his lips, apocalypse. he dreamt about this for so long ever since he set his eyes on you in the library.

so soft. strawberry flavoured lip balm. his new favourite flavour.

yangyang was pulling you closer, lips slowly moving against yours before a cough interrupted the sweet moment. the two of you pulled away from each other to face ten, arms folded with a teasing expression.

“i’ll leave you two but please don’t make out in broad daylight. at least wait till it’s nighttime.” he winked before leaving.

you turned to face yangyang but his eyes were already focused on you with the widest smile on his face. the glint of pure euphoria and lovesickness evident just from the way he looks at you.

“we have to redo the date” you were adamant about it.

“now?”

“now.”

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sungbeam · 2 years

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𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝&𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

liu yangyang x gn!reader

0.4k words, fluff, purely self indulgent bc reader shares a bday w yang :')

a/n: happy birthday to my bday twin, little sheep 扬扬 ❤️ 生日快乐, king

You had seen the view of the bay from the top of the ferris wheel before. It hadn't changed from last autumn when the autumnal fair had come to town, and it would never stop amazing you how beautiful the sea looked as the sun sunk beneath the horizon and left an afterglow of warmth in the darkening cobalt sky.

Beside you, Liu Yangyang lifted his arm to rest against the bench behind you, his eyes turned toward the sea like yours. The breeze blew through his silver hair, and a small smile flitted over his face.

Below your feet, the fair partied on. Colorful, rainbow lights from nearby rides and booths illuminated and danced across your face, and the smell of funnel cake and hot apple cider permeated the air. It smelled like a dash of summer in a broth of fall. That was October for you.

"Hey," Yangyang suddenly piped up, "you think they would let us go another round if I said I was trying to propose to you?"

You didn't miss the distinct palpitation in your chest. You laughed, landing a playful smack on his shoulder. "No! Oh my god, we're not lying to them about a proposal, you menace!"

Yangyang made a face, but you knew he was just playing. "Okay, what if I told them it was our birthday?"

"Both our birthdays?" You mused, leaning into him.

His arm came around your shoulders and drew you close like second nature. "Yeah, I mean—they couldn't possibly deny us both on our birthdays."

"We have a karaoke reservation at 11 though."

He considered this and licked his lips. "I guess you're right." The ferris wheel had begun its descent down the opposite side, lowering your carriage down to the ground. "But one more round? Please, baby?"

And when you looked at him, you really couldn't deny that look on his face. Even if there was that pinch of mischief that was so trademark of Liu Yangyang. When your carriage reached the ground, Yangyang pleaded with the operation staff—it's my baby's birthday! We're only here for tonight and we don't have this sort of thing at home!

You kind of felt bad; they looked dead tired. But they didn't deny Yangyang his pleas, and up your carriage went for another round.

Yangyang sighed in triumph, the corners of his smile creating small dents in his cheeks as he did. "No harm, no foul. Right, babe?" He settled in pressed against your side for the upcoming view.

You smiled to yourself. "Happy birthday, Yang," was how you replied.

You felt him smile against the side of your head where he pressed his lips. "Happy birthday to you, too."

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saturnznct · 2 years

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getting your daughter ready for her first day of pre-school | l.yy

➸ request from yellow anon; hi sadie! i hope you're doing wonderful these days <3 i miss yangyang and julia content sooooo can you maybe do yangyang getting emotional sending julia off to her first day of pre-school? you can do this request whenever you want to, no rush! -yellow anon

➸ note; hi thank u so much yellow anon bestie!! i had so much fun writing this and i can’t wait to get back into writing now!

➸ word count; 1404 words

➸ julia; aged 3

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‘I don’t think I can do this,’ Yangyang declares, back flat against the mattress as he stares up at your bedroom ceiling.

You’ve only just silenced your alarm, groggily stretching your legs and shifting around in his arms, getting comfortable, but he’s wide awake, dreading the thought of having to send his baby girl off to school for the first time.

‘I just hope she makes friends,’ you ruminate, several scenarios running through your mind all at once. Julia was a sociable and friendly girl, already having a best friend in Ten’s oldest, Charlie, who was a year younger than her in school, and thus won’t be joining her today. Visions of Julia potentially not fitting in or struggling to talk to the other children make your heart split in two.

‘See, you’re worrying too,’ Yangyang gives you a lukewarm smile, slightly teasing but also mirroring your worry, ‘to be honest, my stomach hurts. I feel sick.’

‘My chest hurts,’ you admit, ‘mix of worry for her but also it hurts how old she’s getting. She’s so big and independent, I remember when she was just our little baby girl, just born in her crib.’

‘I miss it too,’ Yangyang smiles, thinking back on the fond memories, ‘maybe we should make another one.’

‘No, not yet,’ you dismiss the suggestion immediately, ‘maybe in a few more years, when I’ve caught up on some sleep.’

‘Fair point,’ Yangyang mumbles sleepily, ‘speaking of which, we should probably wake the sleeping lion up. Make her some breakfast.’

‘We have the right stuff for pancakes?’ You check, knowing Julia’s favourite.

‘Yeah, I checked last night. I knew she’d probably ask.’

The two of you sleepily toddle into your toddler’s bedroom, which is illuminated only by a small pink nightlight.

Julia herself is fast asleep, bundled in a heap of blankets and stuffed animals, notably her Jellycat sheep bought by her uncle Kun.

‘Jules,’ Yangyang lightly shakes her awake. She grunts in protest, squirming around and chasing the warmth that has been made as she’s slept.

‘Julia,’ he tries again, and this time her eyes flutter open, meeting her fathers own identical ones.

‘Wha-‘ she mutters, tiny hands starting to rub at her eyes.

‘It’s a really exciting day today Jules,’ Yangyang smiles, ‘it’s school today, remember what I told you about? I’m going to make you special pancakes, ok?’

Julia nods sleepily, approving of this plan, and and you lift her up by her armpits, setting her down in the middle of the room so you can start getting her dressed.

In the Liu household, ‘special pancakes’ are characterised by blueberries being mixed into the batter, as well as seven different shades of food colouring so that the pancake stack forms a rainbow. Naturally, Julia only eats two or three of the toddler-sized pancakes, so you and Yangyang gorge on the rest. Julia just appreciates the visuals.

Yangyang takes his place in the kitchen while you set out Julia’s outfit for the day, which you had meticulously chosen the day before.

You wanted something she could play comfortably in, something she could get messy with paint or pens or dirt if needed, so you chose a plain lilac shirt and some dark blue cotton trousers.

‘I don’t know if I should dress her now or not,’ you say, ‘cause if she eats pancakes she’s just going to get muck all over them before we even leave.’

‘Good point,’ Yangyang has just served the last pancake of the stack, ‘i’ll get her ready once she’s finished.’

‘But you’ve already done her breakfa-‘

‘Don’t worry about it,’ Yangyang hums, kissing your cheek, ‘just get her packed lunch out the fridge and make sure her bag is all packed and we’re golden.’

‘Okay,’ you nod, swallowing the lump in your throat and taking a seat at the table.

The three of you happily chow down on your pancakes - Yangyang really makes great pancakes - and as there’s no time to waste, dishes are quickly thrown into the dishwasher.

Yangyang takes Julia to get dressed in her bedroom, as you rifle through her little backpack, double checking everything that should be there is there.

‘Change of clothes, sun hat, rain hat, empty bottle- lunchbox.’

You head over to the fridge and pull it out. It’s cute, light pink with her favourite Kakao friends character on.

You and Yangyang had already made up her lunch and packed the bag the night before to save yourself time this morning. You had both had throughly enjoyed making the food for her, cutting up ham sandwiches with a star shaped cookie cutter and making little fruit kebabs with grapes and apples.

You’re just slipping the lunch bag into the backpack when Yangyang appears in the doorway, Julia on his hip.

‘Oh, are we ready to go?’ You smile, ‘I love your outfit Jules.’

She looked so cute, Yangyang had tied her thin hair into a tiny ponytail.

‘Mummy/mommy, I don’t want to go,’ Julia sniffles, small hands balled into fists, ‘I want to stay and play with you all day.’

You feel your heart split into two, and judging by Yangyang’s expression, he’s feeling the same way.

‘Aww, Jules,’ you try to remain strong and reassuring to her, ‘you’ll have so much fun! There will be so many nice people and cool toys to play with. And mummy/mommy and daddy have made you star sandwiches that you can have while you’re there.’

She seems a bit less apprehensive, but still a bit nervous.

‘And you’ve met your teacher,’ Yangyang points out, ‘Miss Choi was really nice wasn’t she? She’ll take good care of you.’

Julia nods, remembering the settling in session she’d been to.

‘And you’ll have so much fun all day, that before you know it, mummy/mommy and daddy will be back to pick you up.’

‘Really?’

‘Yeah sweetheart. It’ll go so fast.’

‘Ok, I’ll go.’

‘That’s my girl,’ Yangyang grins, ‘let’s go get our shoes on.’

A few minutes of velcro straps and putting on coats one arm at a time later, you’re walking to the car.

You can sense Yangyang’s emotions even without seeing his face; he doesn’t want to let her go. Regardless, he hides it well in front of his daughter, strapping her safely into her car seat.

‘I’ll drive,’ you hold up the keys, ‘I don’t think you’re in a fit state to do it yourself.’

He laughs weakly at this, ‘you’re not wrong.’

The drive is filled with mostly Disney music (specifically Encanto and Frozen, Julia’s favourites) which has become a regular daily occurrence for your drives. You worry for your Spotify wrapped.

Eventually you make it to the pre-school, where several teary parents and small children are descending on the entrance.

Yangyang takes a deep breath before unloading Julia and her bag from the car, holding her little hand as the three of you walk across the car park.

‘Mr and Mrs Liu, it’s so nice to see you both, and Julia!’ Miss Choi smiles, ‘I know you’re probably both a bit emotional today, but before you both know it it’ll be home time.’

You squeeze Yangyang’s hand.

‘Are you ready to go Jules?’

She nods her head shyly, taking her backpack from your hands.

‘You can put that on your peg over there Julia,’ Miss Choi motions towards the lines of pegs for the children.

Julia realises this means she’ll have to venture off without either you or Yangyang, so she turns back to the two of you, brown eyes wide in worry.

You both crouch down to her level.

‘There’s nothing to worry about Jules,’ you reassure her, ‘we’ll be back very soon, ok?’

‘Bye bye mummy/mommy.’

‘Bye angel,’ you hug her, ‘love you.’

‘Love you too. Bye daddy.’

‘Bye bye Jules,’ Yangyang hugs her too, I love you.’

‘I love you too daddy.’

‘I know sweetheart. You wanna go put your bag on your peg?’

She nods, waving one last time before rushing over to her peg, before disappearing out of sight into the toddler room of the pre-school.

‘Can I cry now?’ Yangyang breaks the sad silence.

‘In the car,’ you answer simply.

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puresealeina · 2 years

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“you deserve this” by men i trust

words: 507 part of a series where I write Yangyang with different songs on my personal playlist summary: you don’t want to catch feelings for your enemy, especially when he left a little suprise on your desk one day ““ high school au, yangyang is just ur annoyer lol, plus i got too carried away that the song didn’t relate with this drabble

Having feelings for your childhood enemy is not okay.

Yangyang, who was too mean for you in your elementary days, which made you think he despised and hated you in his sight. He loves getting your reaction out of you when you see that he'd put toothpaste on the insides of your Oreo cookies when you weren't looking. You'd love chasing him until you both hear the ringing of the bell that brings you back to class. He also loves to embarrass you in front of the classroom, which made you leave the room with a red face and him laughing.

Though those jokes weren't much as bad, he still manages to do that even if he's in senior high. Except, it's more subtle. Like putting random sticky notes on your desk with a face drawn on them, you ended up crumpling the paper and throwing it all at him. It didn't bother you as much as the one time when he offered you gum and realized it was the gumball that was so sour and painted your tongue and teeth bright colors. You had a presentation right after that, and you presented with a light blue tint on your teeth speaking, leaving the boy who's done it struggling to keep a straight face.

With more pranks coming through, you come to your desk and see a surprise on it.

You roll your eyes, knowing Yangyang is up to something with it again. It was a paper flower bouquet, the size of your hand, with your favorite flowers, daisies.

Knowing the boy that he is, he probably will put a note behind it and pretend that it's from your ex-crush, Donghyuck, who wrote it for you. You turn the paper flower bouquet, and you were right. There was a piece of paper, folded neatly, with a tape holding on so tightly. You open the paper curiously, and it reads.

"Haha, guess who?

You probably think that I annoy you too much, and I apologize for that. It's just so cute watching you get all angry, so here's my apology. I couldn't spend my money on real flowers, since my monthly budget from my parents are already spent on food, so I made these for you instead. What do you think? Do you like it? I spent my time doing this instead of doing my science homework so don't go throwing it away, please :( Anyways, if you want to, let's go get ramen outside our school together! Today after school, don't be late! I have something for you too, I will treat you this time so do not worry!

- Love, your supposedly enemy, Liu Yangyang"

You look around the room with flushed cheeks, trying to find him. When you spot him, he was already looking at you. He looks away and focuses his attention on the window beside him, biting his lip to contain himself. You can't help but smile, but maybe having a little crush on the one who annoys you every day is okay and normal.

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fly-forever-young · 2 years

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markiemelon · 2 years

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no warnings 🐑 bf!yangyang x gn!reader 🐑 yangx2 drabble

─ ༊*·˚ ✧˳ 12:47am

you were at your boyfriend!yangyang’s apartment and it was getting late. you were planning on heading home soon, until it started pouring rain outside. you couldn’t walk to the bus stop at this rate, it’s not like you brought an umbrella, and yangyang didn’t even own one. so yangyang awkwardly offered that you spend the night at his place.

you were hesitant to take the offer, as the two of you just recently started dating, also considering the fact that yangyang had also just moved into this apartment and all he had to fill the space was a tv placed on the floor, a coffee table, and a couch that folded out into a bed.

“dont worry, ill sleep on the floor of course!” he exclaimed, flustered. “i suppose that could work..” you said shyly, focusing on the way you were rubbing your thumbnail with your index finger. yangyang set up the bed for you and gave you a pair of his basketball shorts and a t shirt. you changed into the loose fitting clothes. standing behind yangyang, you tapped his shoulder as he was putting something in the cupboard. “how do i look?” you giggled as he turned around to face you. “like me. so, cute.” you slapped yangyang’s arm playfully.

it was a little later and you were already lying down on the bed. “goodnight y/n” yangyang said while fluffing his pillow on the ground. “goodnight yangyang.” you say back. the lights were off, but the room was lit enough to see, as the moon and the city lights beamed through the curtain-less windows. you could see yangyang lying on the floor, continuously readjusting his uncomfortable position. you felt bad for him.

“uh yangyang..” “yeah?” yangyang perked his head up to look over to you, he looked like a puppy. you patted the empty space to the right of you, signaling him to come sleep there instead. yangyang nodded and didn’t hesitate to come to you.

you scooted over to make more space for him. neither of you said anything as he lied down, settling next to you, proceeding to take out his phone. you watched from the other side of the bed as he scrolled through his phone, resting it on his chest, holding it in place with the arm of the opposite side of where you laid. the light revealed his face in the dim room. he had such a pretty side profile.

eventually, after not being able to resist, you built up the courage to move closer to him, laying your head on his shoulder, pressing into the crook of his neck, finding a place for your hand in the space there was between his head and where he held his phone. yangyang turned his phone off, the glow leaving his skin. you were so comfortable, drifting off to sleep.

his arm wrapped around your back, keeping you leaned against his chest, using his other hand to trace the uneven line on your head where your hair parted down the middle for the most part. “im so glad i don’t own an umbrella”

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teasteeper · 1 month

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no one but you (l.yy)

masterlist | part 2

pairing: loser!yangyang, bf!kun x gf!reader

genre: angst, smut 18+ minors dni

warnings: pinv, rough sex, car sex, oral (m receiving), "daddy"

words: 1k

Yangyang’s eyes stay squeezed shut, desperately trying to imagine a scene far from his current reality. After all of Dejun's nagging at him to ‘just get laid’, he really started to believe that getting his dick wet was all he needed to get over you. But the girl under him didn’t look like you, hence him refusing to open his eyes, and her piercing, screeching mewls were nothing like your broken, breathy whimpers.

As he fucked her into his mattress he tried to recall the countless nights he spent laying there fisting his own cock, straining his ears to hear your pretty moans from the bedroom next door, to hear you get fucked by someone else. Your boyfriend. Kun.

The thin walls and their bedrooms being side by side was a blessing and a curse. It drove Yangyang insane, most nights soundtracked by the sound of you and Kun fucking like bunnies. Forced to bite into his bottom lip so hard he would draw blood to hold back his moans. Forced to cum into his own hand while Kun was surely emptying himself into your tight cunt. Forced to walk into the kitchen the next morning to the sight of you in nothing but one of Kun’s shirts and a pair of tiny sleep shorts, all glowy skin and sleepy smile and raspy voice all thanks to someone who wasn’t him.

“Babe? What’s wrong? Everything okay?”

Yangyang had half a brain to try and hide the grimace her voice threatened to put on his face. He reluctantly pulled back to look at her, to at least pretend like he was there. She wasn’t pretty because she wasn’t you, he thought as his droopy eyes inspected her. She wasn’t you, but there was something pretty in her messy, fucked out demeanor. His eyes trailed over the mascara smudged around her eyes, her flushed cheeks and hair splayed over his pillow. He pistoned his hips forward, watching as her brows furrowed and jaw dropped in a high pitched mewl.

It only made him think of your soft moans and Kun’s words, ‘There she is, my good girl’, ‘Where does it all go, hm? How does that little pussy take it all?’, ‘So pretty for daddy. Daddy’s girl’.

And your muffled responses had Yangyang off his face every time, imagining it was him your eyes were staring up at as you offered shaky responses.

He looked into the girl's eyes trying to imagine the teary gaze on you. A pained moan left his parted lips at the thought of how good you'd be, so pretty and malleable under him, taking everything he gave you. He knew you could take it rough, kept awake by the dull rhythm of Kun's bed frame against the wall separating their rooms. Yangyang honestly didn't know if you were home, but if you were you'd most likely be in Kun's room, just next door. He picked up his pace, groaning out as his own bed began to thump against the wall.

The girl under him squeezed around his cock in response to the force, and Yangyang's hesitation started to melt. If you could hear him right now he wanted it to sound like he was enjoying himself. Payback for every night you spent without a single thought of him. His jaw went slack, plump lips parting as his moans rang out. His thrusts were sloppy and hard, unleashing months' worth of frustration and hurt.

"Babe-"

"D-Daddy. Call me daddy."

He was shameless, utterly projecting his fantasies of you onto this girl. She didn't have your voice, but her whiny, feminine voice calling him daddy would suffice. His length throbbed inside her, "Louder. Yeah, fuck-"

His dark brows furrowed, grimacing as he pulled his length from her cunt and fisted his cock until he was cumming, warm cum making a mess on her torso. If it was you he wouldn't pull out. He'd give you everything, anything to make you his. This girl wasn't right, she was all wrong, and he firmly believed anyone who wasn't you would be wrong. There was no one but you.

So he gave up fucking random girls, Dejun's advice be damned.

Unbeknownst to Yangyang you hadn't been home to listen in on his performance. Kun had taken you on a sweet date, first to a nice dinner and then a drive to your favourite lookout spot over the city. He coaxed you to the backseat to straddle his lap, pushing your silky skirt up your thighs. His big hands bounced you on his cock as he trailed messy kisses up your neck, nipping scarlet bruises onto your skin.

He held your shaking frame to his chest as you came, combing his fingers through your hair with your face buried in his neck. When you came down he ushered you to lay on your back, your head in his lap as he smiled lazily down at you, ghosting his fingertips over your warm cheeks.

You lazed in the backseat talking about nothing, nuzzling your face into his thigh. Somehow the conversation led to the members, Yangyang included. Kun let out a soft laugh, his hand cupping your cheek as you placed kisses to his thigh. “He likes you, you know.”

Your brows furrowed, continuing your soft kisses, “Huh? Really?”

“The poor kid’s in love.”

You continued, unfazed, reaching your hand up to palm Kun’s cock and pulling a soft hum from his chest. “That’s too bad,” you smiled up at him, your eyes trained on his as you pressed your lips to the head of his cock, “I’m in love with you.”

Kun sighed dreamily, tugging your bottom lip down with his thumb and watching your mouth drop open, working your tongue over his slit. “Tell me about it, baby.”

You giggled around his length, pulling off with a pop to look up at him, starry eyes blown wide and lips wet and puffy, “No one but you.”

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rainbowhao · 4 months

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spilled secrets ♡ yangyang

genre: fluff ⭒ word count: 0.5k

“how come you’re always hugging him?”

yangyang’s comment takes you by surprise. he raises his eyebrows in question, pink lips pursed as he sips his milk tea. you glance toward the entrance of the cafe; you can see ten’s retreating figure through the window, heading back to practice after a quick lunch.

“are you jealous?” you joke.

he responds all too casually, “yeah.”

your eyes widen. “you like ten?”

yangyang chokes, boba nearly getting stuck in his throat at your ridiculous words. he lets out several loud coughs, cheeks turning red before eventually catching his breath. his hand slams down on the small table while looking up at you, eyes nearly covered by his overgrown bangs.

“what did you just say?” he says incredulously. you’re getting ready to repeat yourself when he bursts into laughter, mouth widening to reveal the gummy smile you adore. “are you serious?” he asks a moment later, taking another hesitant sip of his drink—for all yangyang knows, you’ll be telling him xiaojun’s in love with him next; that’ll really make him snort it out his nose.

you lean back in your seat, head tilting. “i’m confused. didn’t you say you’re jealous? wait—were you just being sarcastic?” you mentally face-palm. you should have figured he was messing around. for all the years you’d known each other, the word sincerity had never been in your best friend’s vocabulary.

this only has yangyang giggling harder. “you’re really dumb, huh?” his tone is gentler than you expect. now he’s insulting you? in a cute way? what the hell were you missing?

the next several minutes are spent in deep contemplation while the two of you finish your drinks. he leads you out the building with his arm wrapped around your shoulder, muttering about you owing him compensation for nearly choking to death.

“don’t talk like that around ten.” he brings a hand up to shield his eyes from the sun. “he’ll lose his shit.” he’s grown out his hair at your request, blonde strands matching the pastel shirt he wears today. you reach into your jean pocket, pulling out your sunglasses before offering them to him with a smile.

“weren’t you the one who insinuated it?”

“nope.” he shakes his head. “i’m jealous of you, babe. get it now?” he bites his lip, glancing at you nervously. his arm still hangs on your shoulder, fingers brushing your skin as you walk. your glasses now rest on the tip of his nose. subtlety doesn’t work on you—that much is clear—so screw it. he was tired of dancing around the fact he likes you anyway.

“you’re kind of hugging me right now though, aren’t you?”

he hums, lips tugging in amusement. “i want more than this, though.”

“like what?” your gently push your elbow into his side, directing him further to the side when you hear a car approaching from behind.

“how about we go on a date?” any cheekiness is gone now. his fingertips graze your collarbone. he continues when you don’t immediately respond. “i’m being serious. let me take you out.”

this is a plot twist you're not expecting; somehow the idea of yangyang liking his group mate was more believable than him secretly crushing on you. the unexpected revelation of his true feelings has your heart racing, but even so, you still can't help but ask, “are you paying?”

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bloodyhoon · 2 months

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[7:38pm]

pairing: boyfriend! yangyang x female! reader.

genre: smut & fluff.

warnings: mutual masturbation, petnames, slight mention of shower sex, english is not my first language so there may be grammal or spelling errors.

words: +900

requested!

the different schedules that you and yangyang had in both of their daily routine limited the moments they had to spend together. even if you lived together, you were still out of the house for most of the day and by the time you returned home, you were both tired enough to talk more than a little about how your day had been and then fall into a deep sleep. the weekends were sacred to you, you didn't leave each other's side and spent hours lying there doing nothing, watching a movie, listening to music or just silently curled up with a blanket over your bodies.

it was the afternoon, you were both hugging on the couch at home watching some boring sunday program in silence and sleepy, boredom causing your boyfriend to hold your face and kiss you tenderly. sitting next to each other, it was just a few seconds later when the kiss became intense and hot, your mouths opening and giving way for your tongues to touch. yangyang hands caressed your bare thighs up and down, your body was barely covered by a oversize hoodie and your panties. you sighed, moving closer to him when his hand stroke the inside of your thigh, silently forcing you to open your legs, but not going up any further than your thigh, dangerously brushing against your core still covered in your panties. you separated from his lips and with your eyes closed you pressed your forehead to his.

"please" you asked with a whimper. yangyang smiled softly and with the hand that wasn't between your thighs, he moved the hair away from your face.

"please what, love?" stroke your red cheek.

“please touch me” those words sounded painful as you lazily held his wrist to guide it to your pussy. he felt her entire body heat up and her cock twitch to that action.

he smiled wide. "since you asked nicely"

he crashed his lips against yours again and his hand went up, your legs opened even more to give him the access he was looking for, he touched your pussy over your underwear feeling the wetness in it and let out a sigh of satisfaction that was lost between kisses.

"so wet"

your hands that were resting on his shoulders went down his chest, caressing over his shirt, falling onto his lap. his hand went into your underwear and with two fingers caressed the entire length of your pussy, spreading your fluids from top to bottom and moistening it as much as he could. your body trembled and you felt slightly embarrassed at being so wet with just a few touches, but that was the effect the boy had on you. every touch and every word intoxicated you completely.

“yang” you whimpered as his fingers subtly played with your clit and he stare at you squirming in your place, his gaze deep and penetrating. your hand clung to his thighs and you moaned, lowering your gaze to his crotch, the bulge in his pants drawing your attention completely. as you desperately attached your lips to his again, you didn't wait and shoved a hand inside his cotton pants, slipping past his underwear and wrapping your fingers around his length, drawing a desperate moan from the back of his throat, his hips thrusting against your hand while his hand still on your clit moved at an agonizing pace. “more please” you moaned into his lips, he inserted his middle finger into your pussy feeling your wet walls tighten. your hand tightened on his cock and you began to move it up and down slowly, your thumb marking circles on the tip of his cock, making him groan into your lips.

“fuck, you're so hot, keep going” he murmured and inserted another finger inside your pussy, stretching it and causing a dizziness in your head, your body involuntarily pushing against his hand and moaning as he fucked you with his long fingers increasing the speed. your movements matched his and you began pumping his cock with the same speed and intensity. the living room echoed with the embarrassing wet sounds of your movements and the soft moans that escaped from both mouths that joined and separated at a messy rhythm. his agile fingers continued to fuck you now frantically and his thumb squeezing your clit shook your entire body "yang, i'm going to cum" you warned, your head falling onto his shoulder as your hand continued to move along his length at a messy pace.

"cum with me, pretty girl"

yangyang let out small whimpers and moans as you continued to jerk him off at the same pace that matched his curled fingers moving in and out of you. both bodies shook violently as let go in the intense orgasm that hit your bodies hard. both of you relaxed completely and felt weak as recovered from the orgasm.

the vague sound of the tv in the background accompanied your irregular breathing, both in silence while your hands were still on your bodies respectively. yangyang turned around facing you and held you in his arms, lifting you up and placing you on his lap. you snuggled into his chest and felt his hand go up and down your back tenderly. you felt a little shy about what happened minutes before, even though you both had incredible trust in each other and had been together for a long time. "are you embarrassed?" he tried to see your face and you hid in his neck, making him giggle. "baby, this is nothing compared to the dirty things we've done before" you hit his chest ashamed and he laughed again, pressing you tightly against his body. "god, you are so fucking adorable"

"i feel sticky" you blurted out without thinking, uncomfortable with the wetness between your legs. "i'm not ashamed," you assured shyly. “that was hot” he laughed again at your words and placed a kiss on your forehead. yangyang looked into your eyes, smiling reassuringly. his eyes were shining and made you feel desired, made you feel loved and mainly he made you feel safe. like at home.

"second round in the shower?" he asked, his voice was suggestive and something told you that you had no choice, so you nodded and yangyang effortlessly lifted you into his arms almost running to the bathroom, causing you to scream and laugh hysterically as you felt the butterflies flutter in your stomach.

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sxcret-garden · 8 months

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Yangyang ღ 4:56pm [M]

ღ WayV Yangyang x fem-bodied!reader ღ words: ~1.7k ღ genre: smut (dom!Yangyang is a bit demanding, some teasing, fingering, unprotected sex) ღ warnings: (he picks the reader up, reader is implied to be smaller than him) ღ prompt: against the wall

A shiver runs down your spine when you feel his hot breath tickling your neck, lips ghosting over the skin to tease you. His hands are firmly placed on your sides, meant to keep you from escaping his hold, while your back is pressed up against his chest. You wouldn’t have tried to get away even if he let you, and he probably knows, because the next thing you hear is him letting out a soft, breathy laugh.

“Babe… come spend some time with me,” your boyfriend Yangyang says, making it sound desperate, as if he was begging for you, but you know it’s all an act to have you wrapped around his finger faster.

“Baby…” you mumble, about to say that you have things to do, that you have no time to spare, but when you feel him attaching his lips to your nape and dragging them towards your jaw with sloppy kisses, the words simply get stuck in your throat.

“I’m really horny…” he mutters as his mouth hovers above your ear now, before he kisses your cheek. “Want you…” Reason leaves you as you feel him continue to scatter lingering kisses all over your neck, and as he pulls you even closer to him, so you can feel his bulge against your ass. You don’t have a single thought to waste on what you should be doing right now, with your needy boyfriend working so hard to put you in a similar state to his.

As he drags his lips back up the side of your throat, one hand leaves your hips in order to get a hold of your chin instead, turning your head so he can lock lips with you. The way he demandingly moves his lips against yours makes you moan into his mouth, which he takes as permission to deepen the kiss. His tongue slips into your mouth as he spins you around in his hold so you’re facing each other now, and then he slowly makes you walk backwards. Your shoulders gently hit the wall behind you just when he breaks the kiss, and his half-lidded eyes remain rested on your mouth.

“Yangyang…” you whisper his name, unsure of what to follow up with, but your boyfriend merely draws back in.

“What?” he mutters against your lips, before kissing you again. Your hands find his shirt, fingers digging into the fabric as you try to hold onto him. With his hips against yours, he pushes you fully up against the wall, keeping you in place, and as you part, you find a dangerous glint in the way he looks at you. “You’re so cute…” he breathes, and you frown at him.

“Where…?” Yangyang grins at you now, reaching for your wrists and even though you try to resist him, he brings them up above your head with ease, pinning you to the wall.

“Everywhere,” he answers, placing a kiss on the corner of your mouth, before he elaborates, “Especially when you’re all flustered like this."

"Where am I-?!” You get ready to argue with him, but even you can’t deny the way his words and actions make blood rush to your whole face, and the way your heart beats like crazy.

“Everywhere. As I said.” Your boyfriend gives you another grin - a victorious one, because he knows that he has you exactly where he wants you now. Then he buries his head in the crook of your neck, starting to kiss and nibble on your skin.

“D-don’t leave a mark…” you say, but he doesn’t want to listen.

“But I want everyone to see that you’re mine,” he simply retorts, and you can feel your knees growing weak. As he’s making his way to your collarbones, lips exploring everywhere your shirt isn’t covering your skin, he moves his hips away from yours, slipping his hand down in between your bodies instead. He unbuttons your pants with one hand, sliding past the hem and making you shiver as his fingertips find the fabric of your underpants. A moan escapes you as he begins to lazily run a finger up and down your folds, and warmth rushes to your core.

“L-let’s at least take this to the bedroom…” you mumble, and he lifts his head to look at you.

“No,” he says, pressing his finger against your clit to make you whine again. “I want you right here, right now.” You feel a need to protest - after all you’re in the hallway between the living room and the kitchen, which is not a very good place to have sex in your opinion - but somehow the lust-filled look he gives you won’t let you speak. Instead, it just makes you anticipate what he would do to you, and so you decide to be patient.

Yangyang’s lips meet yours again, and you almost sigh in disappointment when his hand wanders from your core to your stomach, pulling up your shirt. He parts from you for a second to slip it off you, tossing it to the ground as he reaches for your hands that you didn’t dare to move from their position above you, and he shoots you a satisfied smile, as if he wanted to praise you for keeping them there. His other hand reaches behind your back, unclasping your bra skillfully and removing it, letting it fall to the floor as well. Then he guides your arms to his shoulders for you to put them there.

“Hold onto me,” he tells you, and you obey, wrapping your arms safely around his neck as he goes in for another open-mouthed kiss. He is quick to cup one of your breasts with his warm palm, kneading the tender piece of flesh and teasing your nipple, causing you to throw your head back as you break the kiss. Attaching his lips to your exposed throat, he kisses his way down, eventually nipping at your collarbones as you hold onto him.

“Feels good?” he asks, and you immediately nod, moaning in response. “Then how about… this?” Yangyang lets his fingertips dance down your belly, now slipping his hand underneath your panties and touching you directly.

“Mmhh… f-feels better…” you mewl, shutting your eyes tightly and moving your hips towards his touch. You moan as he dips a finger inside, but he pulls right out again, repeating the procedure a few times until you’re starting to get frustrated. “Baby… m-more, please,” you beg, and you earn yourself a kiss before he pushes his finger inside properly.

“More?” he asks. “One finger can’t be very satisfying…”

“P-please…” you whine.

“So cute…” your boyfriend coos over you, and he rewards you by pushing another finger inside with ease. Slowly curling them against your walls, he watches your reactions closely, and eventually you can feel your thighs starting to tremble from the pleasure. You let your head fall forward, leaning against his chest as you hold onto him tightly, moaning and begging for more.

“More…?” Yangyang repeats. “I’ll give you something even better, then.” As he pulls his fingers out, you’re overcome by a sense of deprivation, but when he begins to unzip his own pants, pulling them down just enough so his bulge covered in his boxers is visible, you begin to understand what he’s about to do. “Help me out here, babe,” he whispers, before reaching behind him to retrieve one of your hands, guiding it to his core. You touch his length, palming him through his underwear, earning yourself a groan while he places his forearms against the wall on either side of you to support himself.

“Fuck, babe… Y/N, I want to fuck you so bad…” he groans through gritted teeth as you can feel him grow under your touch, until the strain must be painful for him. Eventually, he makes you stop, and he pulls his boxers down too, ordering you to remove your pants. You’ve barely slipped out of them when he places his hands behind your thighs, telling you to hold on tight, and when you’ve safely wrapped both arms around his shoulders, he picks you up. Pushing inside you with one eager thrust, he makes you moan and he stops his movements right away to let you adjust to his size. “Tell me when you’re ready,” he says, and you can feel his breath on your cheeks as he speaks.

“I’m ready,” you let him know soon after, and Yangyang doesn’t hesitate for a single second. He rolls his hips against yours in slow, smooth motions at first, but as he gets more impatient, he quickly picks up some speed. “F-fuck…” you curse, unable to do anything other than cling to him and to moan at the pleasure of having him inside you. “F-feels so good…” You can feel him digging his fingernails into your skin, the pain mixing with the pleasure and sending you into a state of pure bliss. Legs wrapped around him, you try to move your hips so he would reach deeper inside you as he fucks you against the wall.

“I won’t last long, babe,” he tells you, his voice sounding strained. “You feel so good…”

“D-don’t stop now… please don’t stop…” you find yourself begging, head spinning from the position you’re in and the way he fucks you so good. “I-I’m gonna… I’m gonna cum…” You come undone while moaning his name, feeling your walls contract around his cock, and along with him growling your name, he fills you up with his warm seed. You stay in your position for a few moments, so you can each come down from your highs, until eventually he slips out of you, setting your feet back on the ground.

“That was… nice…” you say, back leaned against the wall while you’re still trying to catch your breath. Your boyfriend draws closer to give you a short kiss, and then he grins at you.

“We can still go to the bedroom now,” he mischievously suggests. “And have round two there.”

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sherwees · 3 months

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i need more of manipulative yangyang, just gaslighting u and u falling for absolutely everything he does

I put it as first person at first bcs it helps me write better so if you see an I or my anywhere,pls ignore it.. and tell me.

THIS IS CONNECTED TO THIS

cw: manipulation, forced breeding, the smallest daddy kink (literally mentioned once), rough sex, yangyang has a breeding kink, dumbification, baby trapping, DEGRADATION, dubcon elements.

Your toothbrush laid discarded in the sink, veins sprawled and protruded through your hand gripped on the sink for dear life. Yangyang's thrusts were quick and relentless, chasing his own pleasure as his cock never left within 3 inches of your cervix. You were drooling and murmuring curses and pleas under your breath, going dumb to his advantage and liking; your finger tips turned pale as your mind melted away to pure bliss.

“yang–” you attempted to hiccup but his unyielding hand found your poor scalp. Your teeth clenched, an electric shock sprawled from your scalp to your neck, your walls clenched and unclenched around his rushed thrusts. The ridge of his tip kissed your cervix, pounding and abusing it. There was an illusioning (? forgot the word) popping sound of his length tearing through your narrow passage and the slick that provided the easy slide, caked around your two holes.

“yang– plea–” his thrusts halted. His cock stayed nudged deep inside of you, your hole tried to size up around his wide base. The humidity of the bathroom that clung to your skin was a big contrast to the wind from the opened window, showing a view of the bustling city of Taipei.

“I give you everything you want but you can't take a simple fuck? no wonder why he couldn't fucking deal with you.” his eyes, for the first time meet yours. His glare sent alarming butterflies to your stomach. “you don't fucking care about me, huh?” he pushed your dizzy head over the sink, birds and stars flew above and around it.

“s’ too early–” you slurred, the saliva bubbling up in your mouth once his hand yanks your hair even harder; spine strained as your head tried to meet wth his hand. His eyes widened, eyebrows furrowed in absolute rage; protruding a slight whimper from your lips at his newfound aura. “I spend thousands on you everyday and you treat me like this?!” the tip of your nose burned before unwanted tears brewed and fell into the sink, blending in with the running faucet water.

“you're so fucking annoying when you cry. well guess what, you can't get everything you want sometimes, pretty face.” his sharp canines glinted through the clean, white light of the bathroom, more butterflies started to bloom in the pits of your stomach.

You felt nauseous knowing that this was the words coming out of the mouth of the male that bought pendants and took you out shopping whenever he could, the same man that you were even willing enough to leave your friends and family for to a foreign country was just as willing to trap you.

You scrutinized the taunting jade gem ring on your finger, it looks dull. The said finger folds unconsciously; tucking the shame away but the slight burn of the intricate silver swirls and details of the ring only stung into your knuckle.

You'll never forget.

“'m sorry, you just caught me off guard and you scared me..” you mustered up a small mumble before he slammed his hand on the sink. You flinched away with a yelp; pushing his cock out of your leaking hole slightly with a clench.

“you're fucking overreacting again, stop that!” nodding your head mindlessly, but you won't even bother to look at the reflection. It'll just shove that guilt deeper down your throat, seething and burning. You sniffled, chest heaving painfully as tears fell relentlessly from your red, irritated waterline; if it wasn't disgusting enough, snot lined the top of your thick lip.

“fucking disgusting–” his hand pushed the back of your neck, maneuvering your head rather aggressively towards the sink; your shoulders at a strained angle. His hips met with your ass once more, your walls ached pleasurably once his tip knocked into your cervix and your nails scratched against the marble. The warmth of his cock now feeling more intruding than pleasing to a point but the line between the two was blurred and unknown.

Your hipbone became rashed and abused against the counters edge, mind starting to mush into nothing again. You found yourself muttering and blabbering all sorts of things, having no fucking idea what you were doing.

You were an incoherent mess, screaming, whimpering, moaning, thighs clenching and unclenching along with your plumate walls.

But in reality, the thought of children terrorized you. Being too young to even be a mother, barely even living your life to the fullest before you were trapped with him.

“m’ gonna cum inside ya, yeah? gonna be stuck with me forever..” he said, one of his vacant hands travels to the lone ring before sliding it off without you even knowing. “please.. I want it– I want it so bad~” yangyang snickered at the pleads, his hand travels to your neck; pushing your back flush against his clammy torso.

Your tits bounced with the rhythm of his thrusts, clit throbbing consistently; “mmf– fuck!” he grunted loudly, his balls slapping then slipping into your passage. You screeched at the tense feeling of being practically torn as you tried to accommodate to his harsh gyrations and the new incursion of the two flesh.

you could only emit a guttural cry, thrashing within his grip but his arms wrap around your mid waist, circuits of pain and nirvana ran through your body.

“you're gonna take it, sweetheart.. I know you could..”

He suddenly stuck his salty thumb past your lips, drool accumulated around your lips and at the back of your throat. “suck.” he demanded lowly, you obviously obliged; wrapping your lips around it.

“you're prettier when you obey..” he stuck the digit slightly further, causing your gag reflex to recoil and his cock to twitch, releasing bits of precum at your pure submission.

“daddy's gonna fill you so well, princess.. gonna be plump and m’ gonna walk around with you like a prize. everybody's gonna know what we've done, some will even look at you in disgust because you were willing to open your legs for me..” he whispered into your ear, breathless but managing to keep his eyes on your half lidded ones. Your gaze weary and unfocused, the usual whites of your eyes red from crying.

He grinned whilst sliding your hand to your navel, feeling his cockhead protruding under the digit's tip and you slightly winced at the feeling of his slimy canine brushing against the lobe of your ear. “don't you feel me baby?” his thumb finally leaves the back of your throat, brushing against the tonsil, causing your throat to recoil.

“can't wait to finally have control, baby. the first time didn't work, but it'll surely work this time..” he remarked, before he stilled and marked your walls with his warm seed. Inhaling and exhaling, exhausted; your own weight became your own enemy before you collapsed onto the counter but slid into the ground eventually. Your toes curled with discomfort as you shriveled against the corner, both of your releases leaked out of you.

Your mind was dazed, your body wasn't your own. You looked up at yangyang, vision blurry from the aroma of unconsciousness that'll soon sweep over you.

“yangyang– why'd you do that..?” was the last thing you said before everything went pitch black.

Yangyang was mesmerised in full awe at the scene, your pretty lashes wet with tears and his seed dripping out of you and your hole fluttering with every breath and heave.

Yangyang grabbed your waist, lifting&carrying your limp body bridal style before laying your battered body on the bed.

Your body was like a painting of the pretty night sky, the stars being the bruises,marks and scars from today and times before.

He believed you were beautiful like this and he'll keep you like this forever, his eyes stayed on your stomach and his neck crawled with warmth.

He giggled knowing that soon enough, you'll be truly his.. not kunhang's.. definitely.

You'll bare his kids and he'll make sure that you'll definitely forget about him.. even if it meant beating your memories out of you. he wanted the best for him you.

You wouldn't even mind to utter his name in this house.

He opens the drawer, finding that miniature velvet box, his thumb caresses it lightly before popping it open. He admires the ring before sighing with content triumph before pulling it out, the gem was a ruby. red, his favorite color.

This'll be the new beginning for you both.

You'll soon forget about him.

Especially with the new ring he finally slid on your finger.

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daydreamingyuta · 3 months

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My Top Fics Recommendations!

It's been a year since I started writing on here!! and to celebrate I wanted to list my favorite fics/drabbles that I have written!! It's not in any order but I just wanted to list the fics that I'm really proud of and liked how they turned out! Also thank you to everyone who reads my stuff <3 it means the most to mee 💚💚

I'll Be Here to Take Care of You | Yangyang

summary: drabble, fluff, bf!yangyang surprises you after you've had a long week

Homebody | Jeno

summary: fluff, bf!jeno spending a relaxing day at home with you instead of going out

Spending Time With Johnny on His Birthday | Johnny

summary: fluff, drabble, spending his birthday morning doing his favorite things with you

Flustered | Johnny

summary: fluff, bestfriend!johnny helps you pick out an outfit which leaves him unexpectedly flustered

Washing Johnny's Hair

summary: fluff, drabble, washing bf!johnny's hair because he's too tired to do it himself

My Rockstar | Yuta

summary: fluff, being a supportive girlfriend to your aspiring rockstar boyfriend, yuta, was fun. but when his band starts to gain a following, you're unexpectedly hit with a wave of jealousy from him suddenly have girls all over him

Peaches | Jaehyun

summary: fluff, drabble, bring around peaches always reminded you of the very first time you laid eyes on your now husband, Jaehyun, at your local farmer's market

Clingy | Jaehyun

summary: fluff, drabble, clingy y/n & clingy bf!jaehyun <3

The Flower Shop Owner pt. 1 | Mark Lee

summary: fluff, mark used to not believe in fate, until he unexpectedly became the owner of a flower shop which lead him right to you

Don't Wanna Say Goodnight | Mark Lee

summary: fluff, drabble, you don't want bf!mark to say goodnight <3

#nct #nct 127 #fluff #k-pop #drabble #imagine #nct dream #mark lee #nct scenarios #wayv #jaehyun #johnny suh #yuta #yangyang #x reader #x y/n #x you

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jammingjaem · 6 months

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idk if requests are open im sorry if they aren’t, if they are can i ask winwin bf texts?

ᨳ bf!winwin

LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I MISS WINWIN 💔💔 thank you for the first wayv req! i hope you enjoyed hehe

#wayv #wayv fake texts #wayv texts #wayv fake text #wayv x reader #wayv imagines #wayv scenarios #wayv reactions #wayv drabbles #kun x reader #ten x reader #winwin x reader #xiaojun x reader #hendery x reader #yangyang x reader #nct #nct texts #nct fake texts

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puresealeina · 2 years

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“sweet” by cigarettes after sex

words: 300 part of a series where I write Yangyang as different songs on my personal playlist, this time is a song by cigarettes after sex summary: it’s so sweet, knowing that he loves you. ““ has sexual content, sending nudes, that’s it lol

A blessing it is to be with you.

With his phone in hand, he is dozing off on his bed. when a notification that is from you appears, when he taps the notification, he enters the conversation. You sent him a video, and the video's thumbnail showed your body covered in water as you were taking a shower. His finger became aware of itself and began to play the video on its own.

You press the record button at the beginning of the film, then return to where the water came from and run your hand over your hair. He was looking at your bare skin and you were so stunning, you appeared to be from another world even when taking a shower. He senses the pumping of his pulse on his chest as it beats faster.

The video was only 1 and 34 seconds long, so when it ended with you smiling, which made him smile, he didn't hesitate to watch it again.

Once more, and again.

Until he decided to finally respond with "you look so gorgeous, baby.". Yangyang really loves this moment, where you both are comfortable with each other.

Your profile popped out, and the three dots were there. You reply with "I know, plus I have more :)"

He began to move in his bed as he anticipated what was to follow. In the conversation, he was waiting for you to send it.

You sent another video in which the thumbnail was you sitting in your bed, legs crossed with his always favorite lingerie, red laced. He started to feel arousal, but the video was too short. He replayed it, counting 10 times.

He loves you very much, your eyes in the video captivating.

So he texts, "I love you so much, don't mind if I come over then?"

You reply, "I'm ready for you."

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doiesfav · 7 months

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✩‧₊˚ Yangyang couple headcanons ||

Pairing: bf! Yangyang x gn! Reader

Contains: just fluff🫶🫶

Disclaimer: These are just headcanons and purely fiction, so if you don't like how I interpret them, just skip this post!!

MASTERLIST

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Yangyang is the type of boyfriend that whenever you cook something he always offer to wash the dishes, he may seems like an lazy boyfriend but would do anything for you

Yangyang is the type of boyfriend who appreciates quality time so much that he would even skip practise or work for you. At the end you always get mad at him for doing it and telling him to not skip work because of you

Yangyang is the type of boyfriend who, in a special day like anniversary or birthday, is in charge of everything, and when i say everything is everything. This man has everything controlled, the time you were back home, who would be talking to you that day… (kinda creepy) But everything for the best celebration

Yangyang is the type of boyfriend who would shower you with his pets fur whenever he tries to kiss you. It’s kinda funny because some days his pets receive more kisses than you

Yangyang is the type of boyfriend who’s excited about knowing you more, he always asks about how was your day, what did you eat, if you had a bad day and much more. He appreciates you a lot and he does the same for you

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Happy birthday yangyang!! Can’t believe hes 23 SINCE WHEN😟😟 anyways here are some headcanons as always for bday specials💞💞 thanks for the support and would appreciate notes!!

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