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Bloodily Safe | j.ww (teaser)

pairing ➳ psychopath!wonwoo x fem!reader

genre ➳ psychological thriller? camgirl au*, smut (i ain't sure what genre this falls under 💀)

word count ➳ 20k (est)

synopsis ➳ you have a little secret. one if exposed, would ruin you. yet someone in your class has figured it out. now a game of cat and mouse has begun with the mystery man. how do you make it out alive?

release date ➳ 26 May, 2023 (estimated)

loosely based on the kdrama shadow beauty

"Did I ever tell you about how I murdered a man?"

Your body turns into a block of ice as you whip your head towards Wonwoo, who sits with his elbows resting on his knees, an impassive yet slightly smug look on his face. You blink a few times, waiting, just to make sure you didn't hear him wrong.

He tilts his head to face you, a wry chuckle escaping his lips as he shakes his head at your expression. "Come on now, little cherry, don't look so shocked. Let me tell you all about it."

Hello loves! I'm back!

This Wonwoo fic has been cooking for a while and there are still some important parts left to write. Hopefully I can finish it within the 26th. This is a genre I've always wanted to try with Wonwoo so I'm really working hard on it. Hope you guys are excited! 😆

I'm thinking of doing a tag list so let me know in the comments if you wanna be tagged.

Also! I'm open to suggestions/ideas this time. Based on the teaser, if there's any scene you'd like to see or any characteristics you want our psycho Wonwoo to have, you can drop them here. If I like them or if it matches well with the plot I'll try adding it!

Have a lovely day 💕.

Here Kitty, Kitty summary: SEVENTEEN is just your average next door werewolf pack filled with college boys, trying to not blow their cover. Enter you, a mysterious girl with an alluring scent that seems to drive the boys wild. Seungcheol just wants to know why that is without ripping his hair out.

or aka, another werewolf!au pairing: ot13 x fem!reader themes/genres: werewolf!au (but not omegaverse, cheol is referred to as the 'alpha' but because he's the eldest and their 'leader'), college!au, reverse harem, mates, supernatural, smut, romance, drama, angst, fluff, poly a/n: this is a reverse harem fic, meaning the reader is mates with everyone. if that is not your cup of tea that's fine! you don't have to read ♡ on another note, updates will be very slow due to currently editing and still writing. I plotted this like back in 2014 and it wasn't even a seventeen fic LMAO, so the plot is shit but it is what it is, I still really wanna post this. more specific tw/cw will be listed on each chapter.   ────── 〔✿〕────── 

Do you enjoy normal things

no

LET'S PLAY. (teaser)

pairing ⇝ kim mingyu x reader.

summary ⇝ a rich group of friends visit the club you work at with plenty of money to burn. luckily, you caught the eyes of kim mingyu, son of a wealthy ceo, and he caught yours, a college-dropout-turned-stripper. mingyu buys his way to be your weekly client, not only for your dancing, but to win your affection through the humble use of boardgames.

tags ⇝ strangers to lovers, smut (not in teaser), businessman!mingyu, stripper!reader, dropout!reader. tba.

warnings ⇝ language, light alcohol consumption, gender neutral reader but has female body, money hungry people and reader, huge size kink (not sorry), club scene (not really detailed), very light blasphemy (like once), welcomed objectification, eventual sexual scenes (not in teaser). tba.

word count ⇝ 1.3k and some change. (teaser)

note: here’s a little peek into what i pumped out in the last 24 hours worked on recently. ♡ it’s a silly little story with a silly little cute prompt that will eventually turn into something nasty.. haha.. this is very self-indulgent. it’s been a long time since i’ve written anything long so i apologize for the pacing or any awkward parts, i am still trying to find my rhythm again. T_T the teaser may have some changes here and there in the final draft. no beta reader i am rawdogging this. 

minors do not interact!!!!!

reblog to support my silly little agenda!

You would like to think of yourself as a patient person. 

You were the type to willingly loiter around a restaurant for a friend who claimed they were “on their way” thirty minutes ago despite their apartment being a ten-minute walk away. You bore through the monotonous intricacies of a college degree you hated and had it suck three years out of your lifespan before you ultimately decided to remove yourself from it all. You were a perfect picture of tolerance before your obnoxious clients and their repulsive lust that breathed in your ear as you did your routine work of hovering your ass over their laps. These alone were enough for you to convince yourself of your strong resilience. So why does the mere presence of one Kim Mingyu demolish your belief?

CRASH!

“This is the third time you’ve lost,” Mingyu laughed, nudging over the fallen Jenga blocks that had landed over his unsuspecting hand. “You’re even worse than me. Are you just bad at this game, or is there something on your mind?”

You frowned. There were, in fact, about a hundred things on your mind, but you were not about to let him know about any of it, despite him being the subject of every single one. No, you let it fester in your mind a little longer as you grumble and move to stack the blocks once again on the carpeted floor.

It had been five weeks since Kim Mingyu had become your client, which would mark tonight your fifth private meeting. You remembered the first night you crossed paths. It was on a Friday, the busiest night of the week at the club. Backstage in the flurry of makeup retouches, counting cash, and clacking heels, whispers floated around about a trio of rich, handsome men gracing them with their presence.

“A pretty face that one had,” said one dancer. “It’s so angelic that it seems out of place here. Makes me wonder if his friends had dragged him here to sin with them.”

Another dancer snorted. “That angel slipped me a wad of cash the moment I flaunted my tits in his direction. Being a heavy tipper like that, it seems like he’s more than glad to be sinning against his God.”

“His friend beside him with the pretty lips is a big tipper too,” piped in another with glee. “I have enough to pay rent for three months!”

“And what about the other?” You had asked, intrigued by these generous men, or at least the wealth they had on their person. 

“He’s massive,” the first girl noted right away, sounding way too pleased by this fact. “And so gorgeous. But I haven’t heard of him tipping anyone just yet." A sigh. "He might be a tough one.”

You perk up at that. You do love a challenge.

You find them almost immediately, not even taking a step or two out on the main floor before your eyes land on the men seated far right by the stage. They were easy to spot because by God, the girls weren’t kidding about them being handsome and rich. They were talking amongst themselves, all wearing suits perfectly cut and tailored to hug their bodies in the right places—a true testament to their wealth. You easily make out the angel, a long-haired fellow wearing a sweet smile on his pretty features as he converses with his friends. Pretty lips, you guessed, was the one sitting beside the angel with a squarish build and attractive boyish features that complemented his full lips. Your guess was soon proved correct when your eyes roved over to the third because once again, the girls weren’t kidding, this one was massive. 

Unlike his friends, he wore no blazer and a tie was nowhere to be found, just a glint of his skin from where he unbuttoned the two top buttons of his white dress shirt. His raven hair reached his shoulders like the angel’s, though it curled in way that the angel's did not; it framed his strong face beautifully, adding a spiff of delicateness to his defined features. He was the only one with a glass of whiskey on hand (the other two having left theirs on the table) and he took sips, his eyes flitting over the dancers on stage. A familiar glimmer of pleasure was seen in his gaze as it was in every customer’s, but you could not find anything distasteful about his, though you couldn’t exactly pinpoint why it was so. Maybe because it looked like he was appreciating everything—the dancers, the movements of their performance—and not completely thinking with his dick. To a normal eye, one would not be able to tell the difference, but you worked as a dancer long enough to see the difference between complete dick thinkers and respectful dick thinkers who actually appreciate stripping as an art.  

There was no hesitation in your steps as you made your way over to the pole closest to them. You’re thankful you chose to wear one of your best pieces tonight—a tight one piece lustered in glittering gold with a large cutout made between your breasts and high cuts to accentuate the length of your legs. It did its job of drawing attention, the men almost immediately looking over to assess the shining newcomer. Having the eyes of three handsome men on you worked wonders on your confidence as you began your routine, twirling your way around the pole with natural elegance you had trained to achieve. Your eyes lock on Pretty Lips first, who had now spread those pretty lips into an interested grin. Angel leaned back against the booth, watching with keen eyes and that same sweet smile, though now slicked with something a little more crude. Then Massive, oh Massive, he watched you with that same intent and appreciative gaze you caught him with when he was watching the other dancers. Watching him have that gaze and having that gaze on you were two totally different feelings. It felt heavy on you, but somehow you felt liberated at the same time.

You gave it your all—swaying your hips around, feeling your body up in ways you knew these men wanted to feel you up themselves, and throwing a ribald smile here and there paired with batting lashes. Those smiles went more to Massive, being the competitive person you are and remembering the challenge you had taken upon yourself. But also because there was just something about him that drew you in, like a magnet finding its opposite pole. There was no resistance, you kept with the flow and lost yourself in it.

Massive smiled back, tongue poking the inside of his cheek, as he unabashedly takes in everything you were giving to him with eager eyes, looking equally as drawn to you.

By the end of it, you were panting, chest visibly heaving up and down. Predictably, the men's eyes were drawn to that and a knowing smile crept up your face. Thankfully, Massive’s friends were in the rare ‘respectful dick thinkers’ category as well, or you wouldn’t have enjoyed your performance as much as you had. You felt pretty good about yourself. You felt beautiful. You felt wanted.

To your delight, Pretty Lips and Angel both handed out their tips in one large bundle each, to which you accepted with a wink thrown their way. To your utter disappointment, Massive did not move to give a tip. He stayed still, glass of whiskey on hand and resting atop his (massive) thigh. But he was still smiling, his head cocked to the side, and somehow that had your face warming for the first time in a long time since you started your career.

“You move really well,” Massive said. There was a hint of a lisp, his voice soothing as warm honey.

"Thank you," You had replied, though your attention slowly waned away by the loss of a challenge you had brought upon yourself.

However, Massive's attention was still keen you as he leaned in closer, arms perched on his thighs. “Are you busy tonight?”

That marked a beautiful beginning to a strange clientship.

mingyu and wonwoo mhmhmhmhm

currently thinking…

poly relationship with a soft golden retriever boyfriend thats a hard dom and a stern stoic kind of boyfriend thats a soft dom 😥😥

and PLEASE let me know who you think would fit these roles!!!

so the golden retriever boyfriend wears oversized sweatshirts and cute beanies. i would describe his style as the typical trendy boy fits w like the sweatshirt and dickies pants.

he smiles a lot and surprises you with little gifts. and ooooooo lawd he’s big on physical touch. he always needs to hold your hand or give you a backhug with his head laying on ur shoulder. his personality contrasts his tall and big stature. he likes taking you on picnics or staying at home to watch movies and eat pizza. he’s not the best at cooking, because his clumsiness messes him up every time. but he is good at other things like playing and caring for children, and ARTT!! i totally imagine golden retriever bfs as artists.

anyways nsfw, his usual personality is completely different from his bed personality 😈😈 rather than slow and romantic, he prefers fast and rough. his thrusts are deep and rapid, while he chokes you in missionary. typically he isn’t one to curse a lot, but his bad mouth runs on and on during sex

“you’re mine, you fucking slut..” he whispers in your ear as he pulls your hair, staring at your reflection in the mirror as he fucks you in doggy.

and dont even get me started on angry sex LAWDDDD just imagine yall at a party, and he sees you laughing and dancing with a man he knows is clearly interested in you. he walks up to you to, showing off his pretty smile, greeting a few familiar people on the way. he kindly greets your friend before gently holding your hand and bringing you to the restroom, and his WHOLE demeanor changes. he pins you up against the wall , intimidatingly staring down at you.

“what the fuck was that, huh?” he roughly slaps your ass. he demands you to strip and you immediately do so. he fucks you until you can’t even remember where you’re at. mascara running down your cheeks, lipstick stained, clothes ruined.

then when you two walk out he’s all like “😇😇 hi everyone how yall doin”

now for emo boyfriend 😄😄😄😄

he wears black of course, kind of like jungkook style with the combat boots. he has some kind of piercing, maybe a lip piercing and an eyebrow piercing…or a nipple piercing 😛😛😛😛 and lawd dont even get me started on the tattoos… im imagining a tattoo sleeve on his arm, some on his titties lol, collarbone, back, vline(!!!), wherever tbh.

his idea of dates are usually him spoiling you. make it sugar daddy… but emo 🤪 rather than the “hey this reminds me of you” type of gifts, he just spoils you with anything that you look at for more than 5 seconds.

but that doesn’t mean he isn’t thoughtful. DEFINITELY not. in fact, he knows the smallest details about you. he knows that you don’t like wearing sneakers with dresses, he knows you prefer red apples instead of green apples, he knows that you dislike having dark colors on your nails, he knows everything.

he definitely cooks well. cause sexy men cook well. hes not that outgoing, he doesn’t talk a lot, but you know that he still loves you so much. he has the cutest smile and laugh. basically the embodiment of a tsundere.

nsfw…im drooling. when sexy time comes, he treats you as if you’re the most precious thing in the world. his thrusts are slow and deep, hitting the exact spot that makes you crumble. he caresses your breasts and places gentle kisses on your jawline. he whispers “you’re so perfect” as his hands roam all around your body, feeling every inch of your perfection. his hands make you feel like jelly. your little whimpers turn him on which causes him to thrust faster as both of you approach your high. he keeps intense romantic eyecontact the whole time.

aftercare w this man is the best. like he sets up a nice bath w a candle and everything. he cleans you up and caresses your cheek, letting you know how well you did for him. i just know for sure this man gives great cuddles too.

now a threesome… yall im abt to faint.

mr. golden retriever is grabbing your hair, using your mouth to satisfy his hard glock glock 300 while mr. emo is tenderly caressing you as he takes you doggy style. he whispers praises while the other degrades you, the perfect balance.

OK BUT IMAGINE MR GOLDEN RETRIEVER BEING A SWITCH FOR MR EMO?!?!?!??! im having so many ideas rn:

mr golden retriever may be a tough boi in bed, but mr emo’s sweet demeanor just makes him melt into a puddle. now mr emo is still gentle with him, but every now and then he whispers “my little dirty slut”

now mr golden retriver can be a brat sometimes. and when he ticks off mr emo, hes in for a LONG ride. now he may be the gentle soft dom, but he can be rough when he wants. very rough. im talking bdsm chains, ropes, vibrators, ORGASM DENIAL!! but luckily, since you’re such a good girl, youve never received a punishment before😉😉😉

now lemme know who yall r imagining w this 🤪🤨

this was so seungcheol coded i loved it

the ghost and the flower | 🔞

; optional male lead smut |  ☁️

a/n: so this story is inspired by Simon “Ghost” Riley, but it’s not ACTUALLY him obviously because I write optional main character stories so you can picture anyone, and this plot wouldn’t make sense for his character anyway (but i’m the writer i make the rules lol). It’s easy to picture him if you want, but you can picture someone else, too. Just keep note this story is about a big, strong special ops soldier with a monster dick (because I wanted to write about a monster dick) so yeah :’)

w: enemies to lovers, they hate each other and fight a lot, minor primal play kink, major mask kink LOL, a little bit of military/special ops talk (i don’t know shit about military rankings but i did my best hehe), mention of guns and knives, controlling mmc, a little possessive, a little jealousy, unprotected sex, alcohol and being under the influence, lots of dirty things done in a mask and gloves… oh and this story is 20k words lol

[. playlist for story that helped me write .]

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“I want you to know how much I hate this.” Your eyes narrow as you stare down your father’s expression, serious as ever, hoping he’s joking when he says the military brute standing next to you is in charge of you until further notice. Your father, the commander, remains stoic behind his office desk. “This has got to be a joke…”

You side eye your supposed bodyguard as he towers over you. He doesn’t look your way or even pretend to care about the situation. Not like it would matter considering you can’t even see his face or body in the protective gear he adorns. A balaclava mask covers everything on his face but his eyes, a white painted skull covering most of the fabric. The hood over his head hides his hair and ears, the rest of him covered by all black tactical equipment, but it doesn’t hide the fact that he’s definitely strong, and big, and a little scary.

“No joke, sweetheart,” your father sighs, and you turn your attention back to him. “You know with my line of work and the investigations I do things can get risky for you. This is my only choice until we wrap up this case. Now that’s all I’m going to say about it. The lieutenant here is going to keep you out of harm’s way. That’s all.”

“Ugh,” you stomp your foot and huff. “And with my line of work, I have to travel all over the world at a moment’s notice so tell me how I can do that with this…”

You turn to the intimidating Lieutenant next to you, finally seeing his eyes peer down at you. He says not a word.

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seventeen as pokémon trainers

a/n: i’ve been playing let’s go eevee again and i did this with szk because i can’t get the idea out of my head so naturally i also have to do it for svt <3

permanent tag list (italics are unable to tag): @minluvly​ @honeyylin @miki-chi @heemingyu @noraehey @awkwardnesshabitat @floweryjessy @woozarts @anothershorthuman @shuabby1994 @vernxnsfool @ti–red @etaerealboy @plants-w0rld @futuristiccomputerkitten-blog @thepencilkorner @shmooooo @dejavernon @slut-for-dabi @pussymode @iamxelia [be added to the taglist by filling out this form!]  

⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎… ⋙  

seungcheol

rock types

his main pokemon is onix

he tries to come across as super tough because he’s a rock type trainer but god he’s a big softy when it comes to his pokemon

he will do everything in his power to cuddle up to his onix after winning a battle

he also recently got a rockruff and he’s obsessed with him, he’s cheol’s pride and joy

he also has a soft spot for his sudowoodo because he just looks so silly and small lmao

has a handful of fighting type pokemon, though

obviously he has to have a machoke to work out with????

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It's Nice To Have A Friend | yjh x reader

Rating: M (18+) | Est. Word Count: 25k - 30k

You and Jeonghan have embarked on your fifth annual Best Friends trip, but it's a bit different than usual, considering he made the reservation under Yoon Y/N and told them he was your husband.

What's a honeymoon between friends anyway?

(Especially if it gets you that upgrade)

Prologue

I. Jump Then Fall

II. Made Of Starlight

III. Sweet Nothing

IV. Glitch

V. And All At Once

VI. Wreck My Plans

VII. Breakable Heaven

VIII. Message In A Bottle

IX. Snow On The Beach

X. It’s Nice To Have A Friend

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hongjoong pointing at wooyoung saying “yah” while performing with the cake all over his face & wooyoung yelling “hongjoong-ah happy birthday” 😂 wooyoung better watch his back when his birthday comes (© jiumoon_)

seventeen + make up a guy (hyung line ver.) 

seventeen x screenshots of despair [1/?]

she’s a 10 but she’s obsessed with a 13 member kpop group

it’s okay gyu, coups hyung will take care of you

the cutest video :( cr.

Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

this is where I will be putting each member's drabble as I write them! each drabble with have different kinks, au's and situations, no 2 will be the same!

my posting schedule will probably be quite sporadic, but I will aim to post every second day in October, depending on my work schedule!

want to be a part of the taglist? I have created a new taglist specifically for kinktober and you can find it here!

please note: this list will be updated randomly and the order of the list will not necessarily be the order they are released in :)

drabble one: incubus!vernon x switch!reader - bulge kink

drabble two: werewolf!mingyu x sub!reader - bondage

drabble three: sub!joshua x succubus!reader - overstimulation

drabble four: wizard!seungkwan x wizard!reader - face fucking

drabble five: vampire!junhui x human!reader - edging

drabble six: dom!jihoon x sub party host!reader (dressed as a sexy nurse) - praise kink

drabble seven: demon!wonwoo x angel!reader - face sitting

drabble eight: sub!seungcheol x dom!reader watching a Halloween movie - dacryphilia

drabble nine: angel!jeonghan x demon!reader - pegging

drabble ten: fae!minghao x fae!reader - sex toys

drabble eleven: demon!seokmin x sub!reader - titfucking

drabble twelve: witch!soonyoung x sub!reader - squirting

drabble thirteen: vampire!chan x vampire!reader - exhibitionism

if you have any questions, concerns or queries before this starts please let me know! i will do my best to accommodate anything and everything <3

→ kinktober 2022 !¡

BTS AND SVT !

hi, i am new to tumblr and this is my first post. since it is october i have decided to start with kinktober. hope you all love me.

car sex [jimin x reader]

shower sex [joshua x reader]

lingerie addict [hoseok x reader]

icy desires [jeonghan x reader]

edging [junhui x reader]

hate you [jungkook x reader x mingyu]

in the pool [jin x reader]

squirting [seungcheol x reader]

playing with you [yoongi x reader]

dirty talk [joshua x reader x taehyung]

mirror sex [soonyoung x reader]

bondage [wonwoo x reader]

it's sir baby [namjoon x reader]

mark on me [jimin x reader]

roleplay [jihoon x reader]

wanna love you [seokmin x reader]

bathtub sex [taehyung x reader]

kitchen sex [mingyu x reader]

pretty hands [minghao x reader]

oral sex [jungkook x reader]

dressing room [seungkwan x reader]

first time [vernon x reader]

pretty dress [namjoon x reader x seungcheol]

blindfold me [chan/dino x reader]

sorry ma'am [yoongi x reader]

voice kink [wonwoo x reader]

jealousy, jealousy [minghao x reader]

overstimulation [hoseok x reader]

praise you [jimin x reader x jeonghan]

kinky baby [junhui x reader]

aftercare [joshua x reader]

Witherednotes’ Kinktober 2022

— Hi! Welcome to my first ever kinktober!

— All writings will be paired with dom idols and female readers. Different content warnings will be included in each works. The writings will range from few hundreds to 1k words depends on the prompt.

— All works contains smut; minors please do not interact.

— English isn’t my first language, so please excuse the grammatical errors that may be there.

— Enjoy!!

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Day 1 — Bulge; Changbin

Day 2 — Threesome; Bangchan & Changbin

Day 3 — Daddy Kink; Bangchan

Day 4 — Pet Play; Jeonghan

Day 5 — Cuckolding; S.Coups & Jeonghan

Day 6 — Gunplay; S.Coups

Day 7 — Lingerie; Joshua

Day 8 — Dacryphilia; Seungmin

Day 9 — Corruption Kink; Changkyun

Day 10 — Praise; Sangyeon

Day 11 — Brat Taming; Woozi

Day 12 — Sex Toys; Kihyun

Day 13 — Restraints; Han

Day 14 — First Time; DK

Day 15 — Overstimulation; Yugyeom

Day 16 — Size Kink; Mingyu

Day 17 — Choking; Minhyuk

Day 18 — Quickie; Mark

Day 19 — Hate Sex; Hyunjin

Day 20 — Spanking; The8

Day 21 — Creampie; Joohoney

Day 22 — Cockwarming; Wonwoo

Day 23 — Mirror Sex; Jackson

Day 24 — Face Fucking; Soonyoung

Day 25 — Thigh Riding; LeeKnow

Day 26 — Waxplay; Q

Day 27 — Foursome; Kihyun & Woozi & Changbin

Day 28 — Double Penetration; Kihyun & Changkyun

Day 29 — Orgasm Control; Hyunjae

Day 30 — Morning Sex; Hyungwon

Day 31 — Breeding Kink; Seungkwan

and the universe said,

01 "you are not alone"

genres/tags: soulmate au, idol au, comedy, romance, dumbassery chapter warnings: language, mentions of a non-fatal car collision relationship(s): ot13 x reader

When soulmates are suddenly thrust upon the world, you are one in a million who wishes they weren't -- and that's before you meet the person (people?!) making your life much harder than it needs to be. And before someone asks you to sign an NDA.

chapter one (2.2k) ⭒ next

Choi Seungcheol, as humble as he is and as modest as he always tries to be, knows that he’s famous.

Sure, he rapped that they started from nothing — two pyeong — and that they built a company from a basement suite up. Sure, he whispered that no one does it like they do. Sure, he beckoned wannabes to trail after his success. But he knows that his success, their success comes from being part of a group that helps each other stand tall, members that love each other, a family (in so few words) that worked their collective asses off to get where they are today. It wasn’t always easy. There were mountainous bumps along the way, and bumps that still rock Seungcheol’s world even now.

He can feel the headache coming on already.

@/seokshinedk: seventeen are made for each other!! literally chosen by the universe your faves could never 💅

The boys sit, gathered in the conference room with nervous eyes and bouncing legs, a buzzing energy in the air around each of them that all have yet to address. A couple staff members are discussing, hushed but urgent, among themselves near the opposite end of the table from Seungcheol, who’s scrolling the forums against his better judgement.

@/mingyubies: carat always knew svt are soulmates 😊 this just confirms it

It started with two girls in eastern Canada. Something as simple as a car collision made global news, all for one simple reason. The girl driving said a small, red heart appeared on her inner wrist like a tattoo, and before she could even try to understand what it was or where it came from, an invisible force attempted to pull her out the driver’s side window. She was held down by her seatbelt, but the confusion had caused her to drive across a solid yellow line and almost hit a girl on the sidewalk.

Who didn’t try to jump out of the way, because she was too entranced by the red heart that had suddenly appeared on her wrist.

They fell in love by the time the police arrived. Within a month, their engagement reached the news.

The western world was quick to bring up the word “soulmates”.

Seungcheol remembers that day — a Tuesday — because he’d woken up with five solid lines, about three centimetres long, parallel to each other and equally spaced apart, on the flat of his right hand. It laid just atop where his thumb connected to the rest of his hand. He’d freaked out and scrambled his way into the living room to find Joshua and Minghao already awake, wide-eyed and just as frazzled as he felt, the same marks on their hands. A quick text to the group chat confirmed that the others (well, the ones that were up) had the marks too, and Seungcheol had to believe it wasn’t some prank. It wasn’t funny, if it was.

At first, the staff hadn’t believed any of them when they went to work that day. As the leader, Seungcheol was reprimanded for letting everyone get matching tattoos without the company’s permission. One of their managers had tried to defend the boys, saying at least the tattoos weren’t anything graphic or could be interpreted as such. But when he’d turned to Seungcheol with a confused expression, asking “What’s the tattoo supposed to be, anyway?” Seungcheol could only shrug.

That certainly didn’t help their case.

They’d been told to go home for the day, to repent, or something stupid like that, and it was only when word of soulmates reached the company that they asked if the tattoos were really tattoos.

By then, cases were popping up all around the world — people with matching or similar or connected marks appearing on their skin, leading them to people they ended up loving. There’d been a handful of cases with three people sharing the same mark, and one case of a group of four. Just under two hundred pairs came forward in the US alone.

Thirteen… even Seungcheol, with as much love as he has for his members, his brothers, felt like that was a lot.

The staff had their doubts, too. Each of the boys got sat down, asked how they were and if they felt any different. Seungcheol doesn’t know how the rest of them answered, but he told the staff honestly;

He didn’t feel any different. The only change was the five black lines on his hand, and the fact that he felt like he was missing something. Like all the reading he’d done up on the newfound “soulmate phenomenon” still wasn’t telling him everything he wanted— needed to know.

Whatever the other boys told the staff, they ended up proposing to pass the marks off as regular old tattoos.

The idea was shot down as soon as it flew up.

Maybe they could pass off their marks as some sort of friendship tattoo — if only their marks didn’t move.

Even the boys had no idea what their marks were, or what they meant, until a meeting with the staff, where they asked if, instead of painstakingly covering the marks with caked-on foundation, the members could just say they decided to cement their brotherhood in something a little more permanent than a ring. One of the stylists was going over possible meanings they could give the five lines when Seokmin practically leaped up out of his seat, yelling out.

“HOLY SHIT,” he went. “HOLY SHIT GUYS.”

He shoved his hand in Jihoon’s face, who recoiled in annoyance and swatted Seokmin’s hand away, but in that time, several of the others, Seungcheol included, figured out what Seokmin meant.

Seungcheol gawked, wide-eyed and slack-jawed at his hand, where his mark was… playing.

No noise came out, but notes, unmistakable with their stems and flags and heads and bars, moved across the lines they all realized in that moment made up a staff, dancing from right to left in a steady rhythm. They disappeared as soon as they ran off the bars. A commotion erupted in the meeting room, and the staff were helpless but to watch as the boys scrambled to each other, staring at their own marks and each other’s, coming to the conclusion that all of them were exactly the same. Each showed the same notes at the same pace.

It was a marvel. It was magic.

It was undeniable that their marks were a prime example of the soulmate phenomenon, and their boss decided, fine, it might actually be good publicity for the group to be “the first and only kpop act made up completely of soulmates”.

And it was.

@/eissasuperstar no wonder they are always so synchronized!! they’re soulmates!!

Seungcheol has to scoff. They’re synchronized because they stay in the studio until five in the morning. They’re synchronized because they’ve been practising their asses off since debut. They’re synchronized because they put in the work, put in the hours. It’s about drive, it’s about power…

It’s not because the tattoos on their hands just so happen to be magic.

After confirming that, yes, the marks they all have appeared the same day as the rest of the soulmates in the world, Seventeen blew up. More than any comeback or song or award or interview or photoshoot ever did for them. Pledis seems eager to ride the wave of news fodder while it lasts, to release a surprise comeback or something, which is what Seungcheol thought this emergency meeting was going to be about.

“Please pay attention, Seungcheol,” Shin Yejung, one of the PR representatives and the person who's been on top of this whole situation from the start, asks, making Seungcheol look up from his phone to find the entire room watching him.

Sheepishly, he puts his phone face-down on the table and nods to show he’s listening.

Yejung sighs, then addresses the group again. “A lot of news outlets are saying that platonic soulmates can also be a result of the phenomenon, but…”

She trails off, and Vernon raises a brow. “But?”

“Most of them cite you guys as an example.” Yejung doesn’t like what she just said. She grimaces like the words taste bitter in her mouth.

“But they’re not wrong,” Joshua speaks up. “I mean, look at us.” Limply, he raises both arms to gesture at the group. “We’re not madly in love with each other like all those couples on tv.”

“Ouch, hyung,” Chan says, if only to lighten the mood.

It doesn’t work.

“What is this all about?” Seungcheol finally asks what everyone’s thinking. He sees all the boys turn to Yejung with expectant faces, except Jeonghan, who regards her with a blank expression. She returns his gaze for half a second, so fast that Seungcheol almost misses it.

She takes a deep breath. “There’s no certain way to tell right now if there isn’t such a thing as platonic soulmates, but I don’t know if that’s… well, your case.”

Mingyu, interest piqued, sits up straighter in his chair. “What do you mean?”

“From what we can tell, none of you feel the pull,” one of the managers says. Myungjun was mostly quiet while Yejung spoke, but now he makes eye contact with Seungcheol.

“The pull?”

“It’s what they’re calling the connection between soulmates,” Yejung answers. “Apparently, once soulmates meet, there’s this… pull. I don’t really know how it works, or what it supposedly feels like, but they say it’s, um— irresistible.”

Myungjun waves a hand at the group. “You guys don’t have that.”

“Maybe platonic soulmates just don’t get the pull,” Wonwoo reasons. “And that’s what makes it platonic.”

“Sure.” Yejung nods, but her doubtful frown betrays the action. “It’s just; I’ve been doing some research on marks—”

“We all have,” Minghao interrupts.

“Music related marks, specifically.” Yejung silently bows her head at Minghao to apologize for continuing over him, even though he’s the one who cut into what she was saying. She seems extra jittery today, for some reason. “The notes show up at random, right?”

Some of the boys share looks before they all nod.

“And they never last that long— about a song’s worth at most, but usually snippets rather than full songs. Right?” Yejung seems to already know the answers, but the boys nod along anyway. “And you’ve never found a correlation? To anything you’re listening to? Or something any of you are singing?”

Jihoon mutters, “It’s a lot of Eric Nam.”

More than a few heads turn his way, and he sinks in his seat, shy under the scrutinizing gazes of his members.

“You can read the music?” Seungkwan interrogates. “How the hell— the notes move by so fast.”

Jihoon just shrugs, looking at Yejung and silently pleading with his eyes for her to continue so he doesn’t have to explain himself.

“Anyway,” she saves him. “Jeonghan came to us with a possibility we hadn’t considered before, which is why I did this research in the first place.”

All eyes turn to Jeonghan, who doesn’t react in the slightest, calm gaze still locked on Yejung.

She considers her words, chewing on the inside of her cheek. “I video-called a couple who had the staff as their mark, like you guys. Their notes appeared when the other sang.”

“What are you trying to say?”

Shin Yejung doesn’t often interact directly with Seventeen for her job, but this isn’t the first time she’s been toe-to-toe with Choi Seungcheol, the guy who famously said he cares more about his members than the company. She’s a strong woman who, in many ways, worked just as hard as the boys to get where she is today. She can hold her own. Right now, though, under Seungcheol’s hard gaze, she seems to waver.

Once more, she meets Jeonghan’s eyes, who nods silently as if to encourage her to say what she needs to.

“Jeonghan— I… We—” She waves a weak arm over towards the staff side of the table. “—think you might have a soulmate.”

The silence that follows is awkward and painful, until Soonyoung, who — against his character — hasn’t said a single word yet, raises his hand and goes, “You… you mean…”

“Someone out there is connected to each of you, and whenever they sing, it appears on your marks.”

Seungcheol feels the shift in the room. The nervous energy that was buzzing lowly before is now at a quiet but undeniably present hum. Some of the boys share looks, some of them stare at their hands, or their laps. Some are still gawking at Yejung for that bomb she just dropped. It’s like someone flipped the switch. They’d all been talking in the dark until now. Seungcheol watches Jeonghan lean back in his chair with a satisfied grin, arms crossed, and he swears he hears someone whisper, “Soulmate…” under their breath.

Wait. Wait! This is all too much all too fast. He needs to understand the situation in order to handle it. He needs to reign in his friends before they manage to do something astronomically stupid. He needs to—

Chan stands up, and the sound of the chair scraping across the floor is deafening.

“Sit down,” Myungjun says, monotone as ever.

Next to Seungcheol, someone’s leg starts bouncing like it’s attached to a motor engine. Or, wait, is that his leg?

“We need to talk about what this means for Seventeen.”

But Seungcheol can already see the awestruck, elated look shared between Mingyu and Seokmin. He can already see Vernon on his phone, googling how to find your soulmate. He can already see the flaming red tint of Jihoon’s ears.

Oh.

Oh no.

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CHECKMATE ☆ SEVENTEEN SMAU

SYNOPSIS. every day starts with a new rumour about you, someone who took the job as damage control for one of the biggest social groups. a series of misfortune is bound to happen once you're twisted into problems that are about to unfold.

PAIRING. non!idol seventeen x fem!reader.

GENRE. social media au, university au, humour, angst, fluff, strangers to friends, enemies to ..lovers? if you squint.

WARNING. a lot of profanity, broken humour, mentions of insecurities, toxic themes, threats, betrayal, slowburn without the slow, timestamps don't correspond to the series.

STATUS. 220918 — ??????

PROFILES. ONE — TWO

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER ONE

httphannie kinktober 2022

hello lovelies! it's going to be october soon and with october comes amazing things like my birthday, jeonghan's birthday and halloween. what better way to celebrate all of this with my first ever kinktober!!! so here i am, 31 days with 31 smutty works for you guys to enjoy.

these will be from short hundred of words to 1-2K and as you will be able to see a lot of the kinks vary so please read warnings before reading! i hope you enjoy this kinktober brought to you by httphannie!

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day 1 — joshua + praising

day 2 — seungcheol + bulge kink

day 3 — sub!seokmin + waxplay

day 4— demon!jeonghan + sex tape [jeonghan's bday!]

day 5— jeonghan + joshua + threesome [my bday!]

day 6 — mingyu + edging

day 7 — jihoon + hate sex

day 8 — incubus!jun + corruption kink

day 9 — minghao + shibari

day 10 — seungkwan + car sex

day 11 — 95' line + sensory deprivation

day 12 — vernon + mirror kink

day 13 — chan + thigh riding

day 14 — wonwoo + pet play

day 15 — soonyoung + polaroids

day 16 — hard dom!seungcheol + impact play

day 17 — sub!mingyu + dumbification

day 18 — joshua + strength kink

day 19 — 97' line + overstimulation

day 20 — jeonghan + face fucking

day 21 — angel!seungkwan + demon!reader

day 22 — soonyoung + voyeurism

day 23 — seungcheol + dacryphilia

day 24 — china line + objectification

day 25 — vampire!jihoon + orgasm denial

day 26 — chan + exhibitionism

day 27 — wonwoo + ice play

day 28 — cam boy!seokmin + virtual sex

day 29 — sub!vernon + succubus!reader

day 30 — minghao + bunny hybrid!reader + innocence kink

day 31 — 96' line + humiliation kink

growing pains : a svt 97 line smau

synopsis : people say that you’ll experience three kinds of love in your lifetime. the first is an idealistic love, the kind that feels straight out of a fairy tale. the second is the hard love, the kind that will leave you with lessons about yourself and the love you want and need to experience. finally, the love you never see coming. this is the story of your three loves.

pairing : svt 97 line x gn!reader 

notes : non-idol au, coming of age, angst, fluff, my attempts at humor

will probably contain : food mentions, suggestive humor / content

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