i'm such a "goes home" girl. every time i go somewhere, i just can't wait to "go home" afterward!
Marianela Nunez and Vadim Muntagirov in The Nutcracker (Royal Ballet 2018)
making you a baby ⋆ ࣪. park sunghoon.
warnings: jealous sex, overstimulation, creampie, breeding kink, slapping, face spitting, dirty talk, squirting, subspace, cockwarming at the end.
"who the fuck did he think he was to look at you like that?" sunghoon asked angrily as he pushed you against the nearest wall of his room. "he should even be thankful that i didn't kill him with my own hands for breathing the same air as you."
you knew that your boyfriend was a possessive man but never in all your relationship time had you seen him so angry.
you were about to speak when you felt how he began to run his tongue all over your neck, leaving bites that would soon turn into purple spots.
"im going to fuck you until you became silly so they know you're mine. maybe i haven't marked you enough."
an obscene moan came out of your mouth when you felt how he ripped your panties with his hands in a second.
"do you want that?"
"yes, sunghoon. make me all yours." a smirk spread across his face as he now pushed you onto the bed, undressing you both in the process.
his eyes were so black, he himself was so lost in his jealousy that you felt that today he was really going to fuck you until you passed out.
"spread your legs for me, baby. show me our little cunt." you were so soaked, your juices dripping down your thighs because sunghoon had you like this.
only him and his alluring possessiveness on you could make you so wet.
"you're dripping so much. you look like a fucking whore." soon you felt how he entered between your legs, opening your folds with his fingers while he adoringly sucked your needy clit.
alternating between his tongue and fingers, you felt like you could cum in just a couple more seconds due to the stimulation that his nails exerted on your ball of nerves.
"sunghoon, its a lot." you whimpered, feeling so pathetic because your orgasm had been built in less than two minutes.
"are you already coming? am i making you feel that good, precious?" before you can answer anything, you felt how the knot that was growing in the lower part of your abdomen was quickly undone and how your cum ended directly in the mouth of the platinum man who was between your legs.
after coming to your five senses, you watched how sunghoon's erection stood up proudly. its tip was red and the precum was already staining his belly button.
"i will go on, 'kay?" he asked as he pumped his penis with his hand.
"make me feel good, please" you replied.
his knees hit the bed right in front of you, using your juices to wet his cock.
sunghoon was already sweating. his hair clinging to the sides of his head and the drops falling down thru his big arms and worked abdomen.
you felt like you could come with just the sight.
"god, you're so tight." he moaned as he began to thrust into you. you've never felt him so deep before... his cock so big and hot hitting all the right places to make you putty in his hands.
"look at me. "
no matter how hard you tried to open your eyes, you couldn't. your tears were swirled in the corners of your orbs and prevented you from focusing on something other than the pleasure you were receiving.
"i fucking said look at me." sunghoon repeated as his palm slammed into your cheek.
"ple...ase."
"please what?" asked mockingly; slapping you again. "i can feel you squeezing like a little slut when i hit you... at the end of the day that's what you are, isn't it? a whore who turns out to get attention from someone other than her boyfriend."
your tears began to overflow from your eyes, seeing how your boyfriend's figure moved blurry in front of you. "no, hoon... i just want… you… just you..."
"show me then."
"do what you want with me. i am... yours... only yours." you spoke between moans.
the attacks began to be harder and you felt how that familiar knot settled again in your abdomen.
"i'm going to fill you with all my cum… fuuuck, so tight." sunghoon cursed under his breath. "you are going to cream in my dick and i will keep fucking you until you are full of my baby... only then will everyone know that you belong to me."
his hand moved down to your clit to start circling it, giving you the extra pleasure you needed to reach your orgasm again.
"have you cum again? how good is my slut." he laughed. "you're going to take one more for me ¿'kay? i have to make sure i make you round for our baby."
never in your life have you felt so overstimulated. you couldn't tell if you were crying from the pleasure that your boyfriend was giving to you or from the pain.
"your slut hole is swallowing me so well."
he let out a couple more curses, accelerating his thrusts as he directed his hand to your neck, exerting enough pressure for you to feel the air begin to leave your lungs.
when your extremities began to tingle and your vision began to turn black, you felt like you came again without having even touched yourself.
sunghoon spat in your face without removing his hand from your neck but already ceasing to apply pressure. soon you felt how your interior was filled with warmth from his semen.
"fuck... i made you squirt." he said almost out of breath.
"you made a mess on my dick, look." he pointed out waiting for you to do what he said but you were so numb and so in your head you couldn't move.
you had forgotten how to talk.
"you creamed me so well, my love. i'm sure i left you well filled with my babies." he praised, even though you couldn't understand it.
you felt how he moved inside you and a sob escaped your mouth as you grabbed one of his biceps.
"im tiree..d... kissies ho..nnie."
sunghoon snapped out of his trance and caressed your cheek, wiping away his saliva from when he spat at you.
he moved carefully so as not to overstimulate you, until he was with his back on the mattress and with your body on top of his but still full of his cock. his hands went to your lower back, caressing it affectionately while he started to kiss your head.
"you've earned your kisses."
PROMPT: ‘that gaze–tired, soft, their thumb gently rubbing your cheek, noses touching, silently mumbling an “i love you"’ from list i.
wc: 0.4k genre: fluff/ comfort pairing: bf!riki x gn!reader warnings: none!
🧇: @tyunni for u my love. i love u and riki muah i hope u like it.
nishimura riki was a perfectionist.
weeks into your relationship, you realized how hard the boy was on himself. it worried you, really. you were beyond proud of him for how he is, and you hoped he saw what you saw in him.
so when he came home one day, not his usual happy but tired demeanor, you knew it was one of those days where he just needed words of love, and tight hugs.
“hi riki.” you whisper to him as he walks through the door. he looks tired, he looks disappointed. and you hate that he doesnt believe in himself.
he smiles softly at you, happy that at least youre the one thing right in his life. he throws his arms around you, placing his head in the crook of your neck. you bring your hand up to stroke his hair to comfort him.
you pull away to look at him. you can tell he’s trying to put on a smile for you.
“i made you something to eat. do you wanna eat now? or do you wanna talk for a while? we can do however you like.” you smile at him, caressing his cheek as he replies, wanting to talk to you about his day. it always made him feel better to talk to you.
the two of you moved to the couch, you keep him close to you, his arms around your waist and his head on your chest.
“how was your day?” you ask him. you dont even need a proper answer to know. pressing a kiss to his forehead, you wait for his reply.
he hesitates.
“it was .. alright i guess. i dont think i did my best today.” you feel the quiver in his voice.
he looks up at you, youre smiling softly at him. You move your hands to cup his cheeks in your palm.
“well, i think you did amazing today. i know i wasnt there to see you, but i know you did well. i’m proud of you riki.”
he lets out one, two, three tears at your words. you hold back your tears, wanting to be strong for him too. you press another kiss to his forehead. “im so very proud of you riki. I love you.”
he looks up at you, his gaze ; tired, his thumb gently rubbing your cheek, noses touching. you close the distance between the two of you, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. when you pull away, he pulls you back in, and you dont complain, molding your lips together gently.
He pulls away, after kissing you one more time, silently mumbling an ‘i love you’ against your lips, before connecting it to yours again.
nishimura riki might not think hes perfect. But you do. and hes more than content with that.
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what a handsome flirt
↳ PAIRING: park sunghoon x fembodied!reader
↳ SUMMARY: to prove to his best friend that he could get any girl he wants, park sunghoon makes a bet. within the next 30 days, he has to make the next girl that walks into the room fall in love with him. sunghoon, however, hadn’t anticipated the feelings he would gain during those 30 days.
↳ GENRE: fake relationship (kind of)
↳ WORDCOUNT: around 40k
↳ WARNINGS: alcohol consumption, cigarettes, cursing, angst, sunghoon has major mommy issues lmfao, smut; oral sex, handjobs, unprotected sex, fingering, making out, handjobs etc, minors dni!
↳ TAGLIST: CLOSED !
— PART ONE release date : 8TH OF AUGUST, 4 PM CET
summary : making a bet with jay was easy. getting your attention, however, wasn’t as easy; especially since you seem to have your eyes set on his bestfriend.
word count : 10,3k
— PART TWO release date : 15TH OF AUGUST, 4 PM CET
summary : you getting closer to jake was most definitely not on sunghoons list of things he expected to happen, but you making his heart flutter wasn’t on that list either; yet you did. word count : 8,8k
— PART THREE release date : 6TH OF SEPTEMBER, 10 PM CET
summary : the time spent with you causes sunghoon to come the realization that he fucked up, and he fucked up bad. and thanks to jake, you also realize how badly sunghoon fucked up.
word count : 10k
— PART FOUR release date : 26TH OF OCTOBER, 1:25 AM CET
summary : sunghoon comes to terms with the fact that he has fallen in love with you and is willing to do everything in his power to show you that he has truly fallen for you, but are you willing to forgive him?
word count : 9.6k © svnoohe4rts 2022
A very young Diana Vishneva at Vaganova Ballet Academy. A funny photo by Pavel Markin.
how does this app work ive only been reading the same stuff for like a month now
PROMPT: ‘fixing their tie’ from list iii.
wc: 0.4k genre: fluff pairing: bf!jungwon x gn!reader warnings: none! just jungwon himself
🧇: im sorry but i love these pics of jungwon hes so adorable omygodddddd. thank you for requesting this anon!! i hope u like it 💗
you were positive that you were going to freeze your ass off.
sitting in the back of the class meant that the cool air from the ac would be hitting you directly, and you had conveniently forgotten to bring your sweater.
but you just had to deal with it for a few more seconds. the bell would ring any time no-
rrrinnnnggg
and theres goes the bell.
you rushed out of class, running out anxious to meet your boyfriend. youd been missing him terribly for some reason. not seeing his face every other minute wasnt great.
you wait by your usual bus stop and your heart trips in its place when your eyes find him rushing to you smiling.
he gives you a big warm hug, that you reciprocate with all your love. he doesnt let go even after a minute.
“won? are you alright?” you ask him, pulling away to see his gorgeous face. he smiles at you, fingers intertwined.
“yeah. i just really really missed you today. a lot. for some reason.”
“guess youre not the only one then.” you say, landing a small kiss on his cheeks, his smile widening.
your bus would take another ten minutes to arrive, so you ask him about his day, as if you hadn’t seen each other in ages.
midway his rambling, you notice his tie a bit loose. not wanting to interrupt his monologue, you just pull him closer and start fixing his tie.
he visibly softens at the action, and stops talking.
you look up at him “huh? go on im listening. i just wanted to fix your tie. dont worry im listening.”
maybe it was the atmosphere, maybe it was just you, or actually he doesnt know what it was, that made him want to kiss you so badly then and there.
and he does, after you finish fixing his tie.
he pulls you in by the waist, cupping your jaw and pressing his lips onto yours. you let out a small gasp in surprise, and he takes the opportunity to deepen the kiss.
he rubs his fingers across your cheek, and your heart feels like its about to burst out of its cage.
“what was that for?” you ask when he pulls away
“i dont know. you just looked really kissable.”
oh yang jungwon.
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SYNOPSIS Y/n only intended to bring lecture notes to her friend on the swim team, but instead, she left with a wet notebook and a flustered expression. After getting saved from drowning by Yang Jungwon—someone she didn’t even know existed—he began appearing practically everywhere she went, causing a buzzing attraction towards Jungwon. The only thing is, they don't talk even after that incident. How would she get closer to him with these so-called obstacles?
PAIRING tsundere-swimmer!jungwon x student-fem!reader
GENRES swimmer au, strangers/classmates to lovers, college au.
WARNINGS a brief mention of drowning, lmk if i missed anything else!
WORDCOUNT 592 words
The outcome of yesterday’s race wasn’t something Jungwon had expected. He had already qualified for his own 50M freestyle race but the relay was more important, especially to Minhyun.
Really, Jungwon didn’t do much to upset Minhyun ever since he joined the team a year ago but he still didn’t get why Minhyun hated him so much. His outburst yesterday was anything but surprising. It always happened after an unwanted ranking but Jungwon was so used to it all that he didn’t bother reacting this time.
He shook off his thoughts and jumped into the pool, sinking to the bottom immediately. The sound of the water droplets drowning out any of his problems and soothing the soreness in his arm made him smile at the slightest. Practice wasn’t until 5:00 PM meaning he had a lot of time (about 2 hours) to himself.
He swam towards the surface and flipped over onto his back as he let the water engulf the parts of his body. He stared up at the high ceiling in silence. He wondered how things could’ve been if he was able to surpass that one swimmer ahead of him before they both reached the wall. Would they have successfully made it to finals or would they have been disqualified? It was a question that’s been bothering him ever since the bus ride home, but with the current state of the team, there was no way for him to get an answer.
Jungwon took his time and swam back down to the bottom of the pool in an attempt to distract himself. It barely worked for the most part but he could still tolerate it for a while.
“Just because he has practice doesn’t mean he needs me to bring him notes every now and then. Plus, I can’t even reach him! So what’s the point?” You mumbled while walking down the halls of BeLift. You looked at the notebook in your hands and rolled your eyes at the thought of meeting your friend, Jeonghyeon.
This wasn’t the first time he’s asked you to lend him the notes from a lecture he had right after you and you were always able to reach him but today was different. He wasn’t picking up his phone at all, he was probably fooling around with some girl on campus.
You shuddered at the thought of your close friend being with another girl and opened the doors that lead to the pool. This was your last resort, he better be here or else he was dead meat the moment you lay your eyes on him.
You searched the quiet area for Jeonghyeon at the entrance but there was still no sight of him. You sighed and continued your walk down the poolside with caution but there still was no sight of Jeonghyeon. This only made you even more frustrated. “Really, he makes no sense!” You exclaimed. You walked towards the bleachers for a seat while pulling out your phone from your pocket.
Without paying much attention to your surroundings you held a notebook in one hand and your phone in the other as you searched for his contact. You called him pretty recently so it wouldn’t take long to find it, or maybe it would, who knows?
You searched and searched but there was no sight of his contact confusing you even more. Because of this, you sighed from frustration and increased your walking speed—which was a terrible choice by the way, because next thing you know, you were in the pool, soaked while trying to make out the blurry sight nearby.
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Hi I've recently started following you and love your posts 🥺 so sweet!
Anyways, could I pls request a Sunghoon x reader where he comforts them somehow bc they're stressed abt work/school?
<3 thx!
♡ ꒱ more than friends 𓂃 ᗢᘏᓗ
pairing: best friend!Sunghoon x fem!Reader
genre: fluff, best friends to lovers
summary: seeing you panick over exams was a literal torture for your best friend, Sunghoon, who just wanted to help you feel better. Thanks to his unique way of “calming you down” he was able to do just that, along with successfully gaining himself a date with the girl he liked.
word count: 1.3k
warnings: kissing kissing and kissing, really fluffy fluff ending, mentions of having anxiety, mentions of exams and stress, usage of the word “shit”
a/n: it’s been a while since I’ve written a request so, I’m hoping you can enjoy this anonie! I got a little carried away with this and I hope it’s okay, please let me know what you think 🫶🏼
🖱⌨️ : masterlist
“Okay,” Sunghoon nodded, eyes focused on the paper in his hold which you stayed up preparing all night, for the oral exam you were about to take in an hour today, “let’s go over this once more.”
You sighed, closing your eyes, trying to clear your head for his questions. You were nervous, so much that Sunghoon was starting to get worried about you.
“Mhm.” You hummed in response, clumsily trying to wipe your wet palms on the fabric of your pleated skirt.
You could feel that there were no room left in your brain anymore to obtain any kind of additional information, no matter how crucial it was for the exam.
Yet there you were, forcing yourself to study when all you wanted to do was to go back to your bed and sleep for the rest of day.
“Or we can just take a break here and get some air—” Sunghoon suggested, noticing your struggle.
He wanted to help you so bad, seeing you like this was nothing other than a torture to him.
“No!” you shook your head and interrupted him with a high pitched voice that came out louder than you thought, unable to control your anxiety.
Realizing how rude you just sounded, you looked up, meeting with a pair of confused eyes.
Sunghoon seemed baffled, frozen at his seat while he was searching for an answer to give to you.
“Okay then, let’s—”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to— shit!”
You pursed your lips, brushing your hands through your wavy strands that had Sunghoon secretly swooning over you.
You really were so pretty, he couldn’t deny it.
Maybe that was the reason why he hated seeing you upset so much, because it didn’t suit your gorgeous face, just like this spoken moment.
You were interrupting him, again, but although he didn’t care much, it was the last straw for you to have an emotional outbreak.
Huffing out a frustrated groan, you cupped your face with both hands, pressing at your eyes to prevent the swelled up tears from falling down — which didn’t work.
Were you crazy?
Why were you yelling at your best friend who only tried to help? And why on earth were you crying right now?
“Y/n, shhh—” Sunghoon called your name, letting it roll out from his tongue softly as he got up and walked towards you with rushed steps.
“Hey, look at me,” he tapped on your shoulder lightly, “Come on sweetheart, let me see your pretty face, hm?”
“I have a runny nose,” you sobbed, “I’m not pretty right now!” you whined, which made him giggle over how honest you were.
“I don’t care,” he murmured, grabbing your wrists gently, “let me see you.” he said, forcefully moving your fisted hands away.
“I c-can’t make this s-stop!” You choked out as you looked at him behind swollen eyes, your lips and nose shining bright red due to the rush of blood.
“Shhh, It’s alright baby, it’s alright—”
“Make it stop Sunghoon, p-please!”
Not knowing what to say, Sunghoon gulped down in worry, hesitating over doing the only thing that came to his mind.
It almost felt like he was dealing with an acute brain deficiency, which was the last thing he needed right now.
Screw it, he thought to himself as he watched you break down completely, he couldn’t bare witnessing the sight of you pouring your heart out anymore.
So with a deep breath, he took your face in between his hands and wiped away the wetness on your cheeks before pulling you towards himself, only to press his soft lips on your dry ones.
He closed his eyes and held you still as he kissed you, pushing you against the wall behind you to prevent you from running away — not that you were trying to anyways, you were too stunned to move a limb.
Despite the wacky circumstances, the kiss was fluttering for the both of you, making his heartbeat fasten as it calmed yours.
You tasted sweet, much better than his favorite candy flavor. It made him want to not stop and risk everything instead, even though it would most likely cost him your friendship.
Or so he thought.
Stealing one last peck from you, he pulled away, leaning his forehead against yours as he struggled to look into your eyes.
He felt dizzy, almost like he was unable to stand straight on his feet.
“I r-read it somewhere,” he stuttered, licking his lips, “that k-kissing could help with p-panic attacks.” he said, trying to disperse the strange mood in the room.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, so did it work?” He asked, blinking a few times expectantly. Now he was even more nervous than you, feeling his hands shake as he placed them on both sides your waist.
“Hmm, I don’t know,” you pouted, crossing your arms around his neck, “it was too short for me to tell, don’t you think?” You teased, pulling him closer as you played with the small hairs on his nape.
“That so?” He whispered, fanning his hot breath against your blushed cheeks. You looked so mesmerizing, he could barely breathe in front of you.
“Mhm,”
“Then how about this?”
Just like that, you found his lips back on yours again, gently moving with a slow rhythm. Delicately, he placed a hand on your cheek and tilted your head as he hugged your waist, wanting to give you what you were asking for exactly.
A small whimper fell from your mouth as you tugged on his hair for more, which was enough for him to understand that he was on the right track.
But instead of giving you more of what you wanted, he chose to stop and tease you a little, just like you did to him.
“So?” He asked, breaking the kiss, chuckling at the redness of your face. “Was this long enough for you?”
Unable to stop your lips from curling up, you gave in and let a cute chuckle escape from your mouth.
He smiled at the way you hid your face on the crook of his neck, laughing along with you over your clumsy attempts on avoiding his flirty gaze.
“What is it, are you shy now?”
“No,” you rejected, trying to sound like you were not at all effected by what just happened, “Why would I be shy?”
“Because we just kissed, love,” he muttered right next to your ear, emphasizing on the last word, “and we did it twice.”
“You meant to say thrice?”
“Wha—”
Not letting him finish, you pushed your lips on his, once again getting the upper hand. This time you were the one cupping his cheeks and tilting his face, causing a heart attack on his poor body.
He could feel his knees give in as he leaned his weight down on you, letting you pull him as close as you wished.
“See?” you mumbled, panting for air in between kisses, “thrice.” you said, giving him a one last kith.
He nodded approvingly as he chased after your lips for more, pouting when you pushed him away, not letting him get greedy with you.
“I see,” he cleared his throat, following after you to gather his stuff from the table since it was almost the time for the exam, “then what should I do to get my fourth kiss?”
Smirking at his daring question, you threw him a sassy look, fixing his tie as you locked your eyes with his beautiful brown ones.
You seemed to gain your confidence back almost as if that anxiety attack never happened, which was a great sight to see for Sunghoon, since he felt like he could finally be of help.
“Do you really want it that badly?”
“I do actually,” he sighed, wanting to look dramatic, “very much, if I’m being honest.”
“Then take me out on a date after this, Park,” you responded, trying not to show how much his answer got you excited, “Impress me and you’ll get your kiss.”
“Promise?”
“Yeah,” you giggled, “promise.”
“Consider it done then, L/n,” he concluded, fixing your smudged lipstick with a dirty grin on his face.
Oh how sweet it was, watching your cheeks turn red because of him, he couldn’t put his joy into words.
“I hope you’re ready for the best date of your life.”
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