Jesus, I Would Die To See Jimin In A Pole Dance (not In A Pervert Way, Plis)

Jesus, I would die to see Jimin in a pole dance (not in a pervert way, plis)

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nina já teve ask assim mas eu perdi 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 você pode colocar os perfis que escrevem do ateez?? 🫠🫠🫠🫠

pro ateez? bom, acho que @nakakitty @yooncosmos, talvez @markaronlee. @yakuly escreve sim.

Okay, so I know I haven't posted nothing for a very long time, but I swear I'm trying to make some things organized in my life, and also some writing projects to bring it up. So meanwhile I'm gonna let here a random thing a thought about Jungkook when I got a little 'delulu' with a tiktok video from him 🙂:

Jeon Jungkook is the type of boyfriend that when it stays for too long a way from your once you get together again, he won't leave your side ever again.

His big hands would hold your face, he would then have his iconic Bunny smile, and would keep repeating sweet things such as: "you're the love of my life!" And "my life is so beautiful!"

I'm in love with this! 🥺

✧*:.｡. sᴛᴜᴅɪᴏ

▻ Pairing : Kim Hongjoong x Fem!Reader

▻ Genre : Fluff, Suggestive

「Warnings」 : just a little spice at the end. Nothing much :)

「Authors Note」 : Sorry for not posting anything lately, I've just not been in the mood to write. Im lazy and stressing over my exams next week and then the work for the rest of the year. Not looking forward to it whatverso but enjoy this <3

๛ ©𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 //

*please do not steal, copy, or plagiarize in any way, or on any platform !!!

*please note that this does not depict who and how idols/groups are irl. It's a figment of my imagination and just that !!!

The endless laughter you shared with your fellow Co-worker throughout the entirety of your drive finally came to end when she pulled to a stop at your destination.

As the vehicle halted, Jiyoo unlocked the doors and you hurriedly got out not wanting to keep her up or take any more of her time since she had already so kindly offered you a ride.

"Thank you so much, Jiyoo" You smiled gratefully as she rolled down her window.

"Seriously Y/n, don't thank me. It's the least I could do" She shook her head and you nodded before birding each other a final goodbye.

As her vehicle disappeared from your line of sight, you turned around and walked into the familiar building and navigated yourself through the hallways, corner after corner until you came to the studio room where Hongjoong was in.

The light clicking of the mouse mixed with the subtle beats coming from his headphones, Hongjoong was caught up in his own little world, ignorant and oblivious to his surroundings which explained why your knocking went unheard.

The soft thudding of the wood was heard once your knuckles made contact with it in a small repetitive gesture. But with no response whatsoever, you waited about a minute before pushing the door ajar and peaking in. You wanted to be certain it was the right room, the one where my boyfriend was in and not another before you just barged in. And there he sat, his body swaying with the chair left and right, his face deeply invested in the computer as you were sure his eyes were busily trailing across the contents of the screen absorbed in whatever he was doing.

You smiled to myself and just watched him for a few moments longer, loving the way he seemed so carefree with his head bopping to the soft tunes you could just barely hear coming from his headphones. Not wanting to disturb him you quietly closed the door despite knowing he probably couldn't even hear you in the first place, and then you walked in and took a seat on the couch behind him not making your presence known.

For a while you both sat like this. Him oblivious to your arrival and existence, and you fully absorbed in watching him work. That was until he stopped clicking on the mouse and took his phone rapidly typing away at the screen.

Not even a second later and it was your phone that buzzed signaling a new message.

━ From: Joongie♡ ━

Where are you? :(

I'm still waiting... impatiently!!!

Seeing his message you couldn't help but chuckle as he had no clue you had been sitting behind him for the past fifteen minutes or so.

━ To: Joongie♡ ━

Look behind you Love XD

Once you saw the two small blue ticks you looked up and watched as his head suddenly turned around and looked directly at you.

His eyes bulged and he quickly pressed pause on the music he was listening to.

"You're here" He exclaimed, a toothy smile breaking out as he pulled down his headphones to rest around his neck.

"Suprise" You laughed, getting up and moving towards him.

"How long have you been waiting?"

"A few minutes..." You pressed your lips into a tight lipped smile as he placed his hands on your hips.

"Why didn't you let me know love"

"Because you looked really into what you were doing and I didn't want to disturb you"

"-Ontop of that, I love watching you work because you're so talented and good at what you do and you can see the passion and pure love in both you're beautiful eyes, and pretty smile, and body language" You recited fluently not missing a beat as you leaned down to brush your lips lovingly against his warm ones, reminding him of how proud you were of what he does and how you admired his endless passion.

"You're amazing, you know that"  He whispered as a matter of fact whilst continuing to stare intently into your eyes.

"Yes, you are, Joong" You captured his lips and he didn't even deny you, as always he welcomed the contact and even took the lead.

"Oh how I love you to the ends of the world and beyond" He chuckled, pressing a kiss to my head. "Same, Princess"

"Now, take a seat and help your loving boyfriend out"

Instinctly, his arms wrapped around your waist and he rested his chin atop shoulder to look at the screen.

"How much help can I even be Joong?" Your lighthearted laugh echoed around the room as you stood up to get the chair in the corner when his hand stopped you, the other patting his thigh gesturing for you to sit there. Your lips pursed and your eyebrows furrowed as you gave him a look which he reciprocated in a more, challenging way. Of course you had lost and therefore gave in and did as he instructed by taking the seat on his lap obediently.

"So how was your day? Manage to get those designs finished?" His fingers pressed smoothly yet aggressively pressed against the keyboard in search of something on the computer while simultaneously talking to you.

"I actually finished them today, much earlier than I expected.. but I'm not complaining"

"See, and you were stressing for what?-" He grinned with a raised brow, and you sighed, knowing he was right.

"And as I'm sure they're going to look amazing... even though I am rather excited to see the final results, I would prefer it much more if you would listen to me next time and not cut our quality time together short"

The seriousness in his voice conflicted you and you wasn't sure whether you were supposed to be internally squealing, dancing due to the butterflies he caused, crying at his devastatingly cuteness, or actually be fearing for your life as the underlying threatening tone in which he spoke in was not to be taken lightly especially since it was him of all people.

And so you nodded, partially out of fear for the future, and partially out of awe.

"Now that that's out of the way, here" He paused before reaching for a paper and handing it over to you.

"I've been working on this for a while now and as you can see, I've changed it quite alot these past few days" He gestured to the multiple crossing out lines and red circles.

"There are still some parts I'm not fully satisfied with, but I can't change them because I hit a dead end"

"I still have to wait for Mingi to show me his versus and see what he has so that I can put it together..."

You thoroughly scanned his writing from top to bottom, piecing together lyric by lyric and somehow managing to decipher the hidden messages as well as genuinely feel the emotion he was trying to convey through this song despite his blockage.

"Mhm" Mindlessly you hummed, completely invested in his work. You skimmed through the pages not even paying attention to Hongjoong who had just removed his chin from your shoulder and leaned back into the chair, hands playing with the slightly dead ends of your bleached hair.

"You're unsatisfied with this?" You asked softly while adjusting your position on his lap so that you were able to look directly at him.

"How..." You exclaimed. "I don't know how much of a professional opinion I can give you with song writing and stuff, but as a fan, and your girlfriend, and a supporter of Ateez, this is absolutely beautiful"

"There's not really much I can say Joong. The lyrics you have are already perfect enough as it is. The words are meaningful and relatable, they speak comfort and understanding" You complimented one after the other meaning every single one of them.

"Yeah?" The uncertainty in his voice was still evident despite your best efforts at assuring him. "I just feel there ar-"

You were quickly to cut him off, "You're doing what I did Hongjoong" You laughed.

Realization seemed to hit him now and his face scrunched, agreeing with you.

"Sorry" He shook his head smiling softly.

"You should be, but also shouldn't be. We all tend to over think things, question alot more of those things, and doubt our best effort"

"You know, you may as well just become a lyricist Y/n" He interrupted with a smirk that caused you to snicker and inwardly groan at how he so easily changed his mindset to accepting what you have been saying.

"Haha, really funny joong. Thanxx for ruining the moment"

"You're most welcome Princess"

And all you did after that was roll my eyes.

"You're just too much to handle at times" You ignored him as he wiggled his eyebrows and gave you devilish grin, instead, you focused on neatly collecting the papers and putting them safely in a folder on his desk.

"Have you started working on the melody?"

"Yes and no- needs a bit more tuning but I have something in mind..."

"Okay, enough work talk now. Let's have some us time" His hand placed on your thigh and gave it a small squeeze before patting them and getting up which forcefully made you do the same.

He gave you not even a second to say anything and he was already intertwining his hands with yours and pulling you along with him to the couch.

"Are we not supposed to head home now though?" You asked taking a seat beside him, pulling your legs up into a crossed legged position facing him.

"Hmm" He simply shrugged bushings off the question. "Seonghwa can suffer alone with the kids for a while longer, I'm sure he won't mind"

"Cruel, Hongjoong, very harsh and cruel" You shake your head in disappointment but somehow a chuckle escaped making your attempt at disagreeing with him fail terribly. "Y/n, for once, just give me what I want and sit quietly and love me"

"Since when do you ever not get what you want!"

And he glared. "Okay, okay, sorry" You held my hands in surrender.

Hongjoong smiled accomplished and settling down more into the couch and shutting his eyes.

"Can you come closer?" He asked in a light tone due to his body relaxing and calming down.

Without arguing this time, you kicked your legs off the couch and shuffled closer to him where he instantly opened his arm for you to comfortably rest your head against his chest.

"Thank you" He mumbled with a smile and you nodded enjoying this just as much as he was.

Time seemed to pass by slow as you sat there cuddled together. With your palms firmly pressed against each others, fingers entwined, and your breathing slow and even.

"Are you excited for this comeback?" Your tone lowered as you spoke out in the silent room while playing with his fingers. "Yeah-" He answered without hesitation. "I just hope things go well and that we're able to show Atiny everything we have to offer"

"I hope they find our music enjoyable and worth supporting"

"And I'm sure they will..."

He peered his one eye open to see you already looking up at him. "Those who truly deserve it will always see your hard work and will appreciate it to the fullest" You tilt your head back and he leans forward pressing a chaste kiss to your cheek before settling on longingly on your lips.

"God I love you" He moaned breathlessly after your movements began picking up drastically upon finding a rhythm. The once soft and innocent kiss started off slow, only progressing into a more hungry and needy one where you couldn't get enough of each other.

The pace was rushed and the kisses became sloppy with every second that passed while you both simultaneously tried to to savour each movement.

Slowly as you becake more absorbed in each other, you subconsciously pushed yourself up to better capture his kisses. Hongjoong helped by shifting to sit up a little straighter in order to support your weight.

"Ah.. slo-"

"Slow- d-down" Your words were muffled as he followed your lips upon pulling away. You attempted to regain your lightheaded self and remember you needed air to breath if you ever wanted another kiss, however, Hongjoong didn't like that and immediately caught your lips once again. With all his vocal training that included being taught breathing techniques so he was able to hold more air inside the lungs, or rather yet, he knew how to better use it. Hongjoong was able to go on longer than you could and had other plans when you tried to pull back for third time.

Hongjoong hungrily indulged himself in your clash of tongues before biting down on your bottom lip quite harshly in order to simply have his way and make you surrounder any fight you had in you, only you never had one to begin with today.

"Hongjoong" The syllables barely sounded like the word they formed.

"H-Hongjoong"

You could feel the devils lips twitch into a wide smirk as his tongue swirled around yours in a teasing manner.

"I just realized something-" You opportunity for air arose as he pulled back to speak. You heart raced with an indescribable speed as it thudded loudly and aggressively in your chest as, heaving with every harsh intake of oxygen.

To put it simple, you were a mess in both my appearance and mind.

And it wasn't about to get any better as Hongjoong finished his previous sentence.

"Since we're in the studio..."

"The entire room is sound proof and no one would hear us even if we screamed bloody murder"

"Suddenly I-I'm concerned as to w-what's going on in t-that little head o-of yours" You stuttered in between inhales.

"That also means no one would hear if you screamed my name" He began pushing you down onto the couch in a slow, agonizing and anticipating manner which had your body raging in heat.

"You can scream as long as you want Princess, be as loud as we can be"

As exciting and appealing as that sounded, even with the dazed state you were in, against fighting all your desirable needs, you couldn't find the courage to have sex in a studio especially when there was a possibility producers or other staff members who used this studio to work in as well, could walk in anytime.

"You're look pretty busy thinking there Princess" He whispered seductively adding a wink at the end.

"Thinking of all the ways I can ruin you?"

"Pleasure you?" His nose brushed against you cheek to your ear and down onto your neck, tracing the veins that you sure was visible.

"Don't do that" You let out a whimper as his lips attached themselves to your color bone.

"Why?" He had the audacity to ask knowing full well why you didn't wish to continue this.

With your head high in the cloud, addicted to a drug that made your mind soar to places beyond imagine. You certainly were not in your right state of mind, and somehow he had all the control.

"We're i-in the studio" You point out bit he could care less, expected.

"So?"

"It'll be embarrassing..." You confessed shyly, eyes fluttering closed as he continued to leave a trail of kisses across the exposure of your neck.

"Mhm"

"Hongjoong!"

"Nope" He popped the 'p' as he raised his head to look at your drunken state. "You like it" He grinned mischievously.

"I do, b-but I'm also being serious" Your eyes lowered, not meeting his expecting ones. "I'm not comfortable doing it here"

Out of shyness, you still couldn't bring yourself to look at him and so you missed the moment of his eyes softening into understanding.

You felt his finger gently grasp your chin and turn it to him. His mouth pressed a delicate kiss to yours unlike your roughly shared ones before.

"Okay, Love" He smiled warmly as his fingers roamed down from your arm to the curve of your hip while his 9yjer free hand pressed firmly into the black leather couch beside your head supporting his body weight.

"I love you so much" You mutter those three words meaning them wholeheartedly, as you always did.

"Impossible," He denied, "I love you more"

Silently you wrap your arms around his neck tightly and used one hand to pull his head down once more for a kiss to seal those three words. My fingers tangled with his oddly soft hair despite the many times he's dyed it, twirling it around your fingers and tugging on it here and there.

"Is there any last few editing or stuff you want to do before we go home?" He gave it a few second thought before nodding and lifting himself off me. "Will you sit with me again?" A hand was offered to help you up and you accepted it.

"Of course, Joong"

So you returned to the computers, but this time you had your own chair after a quick argument with Hongjoong. He had put his headphones on and offered you a set but the loud ringing of your phone suddenly interrupted use and so you got up to fetch it making Hongjoong put the headphones back down on the table in the meantime.

After checking the caller ID and answering, you made your way back to Hongjoong but stayed standing which led him to loosely wrapping his arm around your waist.

"Seonghwa?..."

"Hey, Y/n. When are you getting home?" Seonghwa asked frantically.

"It better be soon because I can't take it anymore" He joked but you could hear the slight edge in his voice.

As you was about to answer his desperate questions, a scream echoed loudly in the background from Seonghwa's side that made you pull the phone far away from your now ringing ears.

"Okay, I see why you asked"

"What's happening there?" You asked.

"If you must know Y/n, I could use a little help" He spoke occasionally after finally getting the chance to due to scolding who you were assuming was one of the members. "Your niece and nephew are here and you can pretty much guess what sort of chaos they're getting on with Wooyoung and Yeosang right now"

"Okay that's really a big headache" You massaged your temples, feeling his pain already.

"I'm soo sorry Hwa, I'll make sure to let Irene know when I'm home so she can stop unexpectedly dumping her kids there for you to watch when I'm not even home"

"Sorry in advance for the headache you're going to get"

"Actually, no. It's all good. Sort of... They're quite pleasant and have their moments, it's just the members"

"They're- encouraging their more.. Disobedient side so to say"

You could practically hear Seonghwa sigh in agitation, and you felt sympathetic for him, but you boyfriend on the other hand who no longer had his headphones on, laughed upon hearing the eldest pain.

"HONGJOONG!" Seonghwa yelled and it was so loud you could hear him clearly despite the call not being on speaker.

You flinched drastically at the volume but it wasn't the end there.

"You idiot.. Stop leaving me alone with these idiots it's-"

And Hongjoong didn't let the poor guy finish before he grabbed your phone. "We'll be home soon" And he hung up.

"Seriously?" You questioned.

He only shrugged.

"You heard him Joong, let's go" Hongjoong grunted and got up grabbing his phone and keys.

"Seonghwa needs a break" You uttered feeling sympathetic of him.

"No, we need a break, alone" Hongjoong muttered to himself and you laughed, placing a quick kiss on his cheek.

"We all do"

⍉ 𝒫𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝒞𝓇𝒾𝓂𝑒 ⍉

⮔ (G)I-dle (ot6)

⮔ Genre: criminal!Gidle, criminal universe, angst, !minors do not interact!, inspired by the "Chicago" broadway musical/movie

⮔ Warnings: Cursing, sugestive, mention of sex, mentions of abusive relationship (please do not read, if it triggers you!), murder!

⮔ Chapters: 7

⮔ Posting: Every Tuesday, after 18 p.m (Brazil)

⮔Summary: The 1920s in the city of Chicago were incredibly prosperous for citizens. Everyone seemed to live in a haze of lust, making them spend and flaunt all their riches. Bars full of Jazz, Whiskey, and cigarettes. Indecent women with their fishnet stockings made good men sin, and forget their wives. At the same time, a wave of crime swept through the city.

Everyone who read the newspapers knew them, and even those who pretended not to, as they believed they were too "cult", knew their names, faces, and the crimes that led them to the much-feared "Cook County Jail" of Cook').

So maybe by knowing their true story, they can have their own understanding of their cases. And maybe, who knows, absolve them of their sins.

⮔A/N: 1° These movie/musical characters were inspired by true stories of 1920s Chicago criminals. But this book is just a fictional work of the characters created, and not inspired by the real women (although their stories are amazing too!);

2° As the story is based on Native American people, but the members are Asian, so in this book, they will be part of a small Asian community in Chicago (so the essence of the story remains the same);

3° The rating is +16/+18, so if you are a minor, please do not interact with this book.

Hi again, it's me, your long-forgotten friend! I have had this story written for a while, but university got me stuck, and since the girls dropped the comeback, I thought "why not?" So please receive "Passional Crime" and also be kind, since English it is not my first language! Hope you have a great time xoxo

Chapters!

♡ Pop! ♡ Six! ♡ Squish...

♡ Uh Uh ♡ Cicero. ♡ Lipschitz!

♡ Judgements

Oláa, adoramos aqui F+ *-*

Oiê! Desculpa a demora pra responder 😅, mas fico muito feliz que gostou do conteúdo! ❤️🥺