requested by anonymous: Suga + Fairytale

Part of the anniversary drabbles!
Author: Admin E
Warning: Smut
Word Count: +700

‘Are you almost done?’

‘Just a few more, stop nagging!’

‘You’ve already painted the entire field, can we go now?’

‘I’m almost done!’

Yoongi rolled his eyes in annoyance as he made himself comfortable, leaning his back against your neck and stretching his legs on the curve of your shoulder. His tiny wings fluttered a few times before he folded them on his back again. He was ready to go, but you clearly weren’t. He was getting tired of your impulsive ideas. First it was hanging out with that flying kid Pan Jimin and his own even more obnoxious fairy, Tinkerkook. Then you absolutely wanted to go swimming with the mermaids. Then you suddenly needed to paint all of the white roses you encountered red and he had to tag along all the time.

He didn’t like being in his Fairy form when he was with you, it made him feel small and unmasculine, but it was better than following you around everywhere and having to walk the whole time. He much rather took naps on your shoulder then.  

‘I wanna go home ____-.’

‘Hmm?’, you hummed distracted while focusing on getting the red paint on your brush in every little corner of the white rose, ‘Why?’

‘So i can change back to a human and punish you for dragging me along all day.’

You giggled and ruffled his hair with your pinky. ‘You’re so cute!’

Yoongi’s eyes flew open and he grabbed your pinky, not letting go of it when you tried to pull it back.

‘Yoongi, let me go. I need to finish thi-‘

A blinding light made you squeeze your eyes shut, like you were trying to look at the sun directly. Yoongi’s small figure lit up like a fireball and grew in size rapidly. Sprinkles of Fairy Dust flew everywhere, causing the field of roses to shimmer like a diamond. The beauty of it was dazzling you. And then you suddenly felt a weight on top of you as the light weakened again.

Yoongi had you pinned down to the ground, your arms above your head and his stunningly gorgeous face hovering only mere inches above yours.

‘Yoongi I-‘

‘Listen brat, you’ve had your playtime for today. It’s my turn.’, he growled before crashing his lips on yours, his hands pushing your arms upwards to stretch them even more above your head, pushing your legs open with his knee to position himself between them. You felt something hard poking against the inside of your thigh as he kept you in place. You whimpered against his soft lips when he pried your lips apart with his tongue, sliding into your mouth to start massaging yours. He moaned softly when he felt your wet muscle curling around his and you relaxed visibly, letting him take you over completely.

He stopped kissing you for a moment so you could catch your breaths again. He released one of your wrists to cradle your face gently, though his eyes were those of a hungry predator.

‘You know how frustrating it is to not get any attention? I’ve been wanting to fuck you all day but you just had to prance around everywhere doing all sorts of boring stuff. And it  certainly didn’t help sitting on your shoulder and getting the full view of your delicious, full breasts, seeing them bounce up and down when you walk, fuck…’, he groaned as he latched his lips onto the nape of your neck, where he was sleeping just a few minutes ago.

‘Yoongi…’, you whimpered when he started sucking into your skin, the electric sensations shooting through your body as he nibbled on your neck and grinded himself against your clothed clit, ‘Why didn’t you just tell me? Instead of sulking all the time-‘

‘Don’t talk back to me, you little brat.’, he growled as he bit down on your flesh, making you squeak in surprise. ‘I may be your fairy but don’t think for a second you can say and do whatever you want with me. You’re mine, not the other way around.’

His hand traveled southwards, his fingers crawling into your panties and softly stroking your sensitive little nub, wiping your mind clean of any thoughts.

‘I’ll show you who belongs to who right now.’, he whispered as he connected his lips with yours again.

requested by anonymous: Yixing + Purple

Part of the anniversary drabbles!
Author: Admin E
Warning: Smut
Word Count: +500

‘What’s your favourite color?’

It’s a common question. A question you asked the boy you liked when you were a child, to know if you had the same one, to get to know him. One you ask yourself when you want to decorate your room, or buy clothes. One he asks you, secretly, so he knows what kind of flowers he should buy you on your first date.

You didn’t know how to answer that question back then. Because whatwas your favourite colour anyway? You had so many favourites. Black, like his shiny, soft hair? Gold, like his gorgeous, radiant skin? Brown, like those warm eyes that made your heart melt into a puddle? You couldn’t choose and you said, ‘All of them.’, so he bought you white roses.

After that, many dates and roses followed, until you were ready to give him one single flower in return. It might seem silly, giving only one flower of your own in return to dozens of his, but yours was much greater in significance.

He was gentle, but strong. The warm, dark chocolate of his eyes boring into yours as you roamed your hands through his raven black hair. His caresses were soft, light as a feather as he placed fluttering kisses across your jaw, your face, your neck. Surprised gasps and staggered breaths escaped both your lips, filling the dimly lit bedroom as you explored eachother’s bodies. You didn’t expect anything else from your gentle, loving boyfriend, rolling his hips into yours ever so slowly, making sure you didn’t go through a single second of pain. He treated you like you were a precious porcelain doll.

That was until you grew addicted to the way he moved inside of you, how he filled you up so good it sent shivers down your spine. Soon, the gentle caresses and careful touches became needier, hastier, bolder. You needed more, like every time you did a shot, you needed twice the dosis the next time.

The fluttering kisses on your jaw and neck didn’t flutter anymore. His lips latched themselves on your skin, strong wet kisses at first. Then they grew bolder, teeth got involved and lightly took the flesh between them, biting down slightly, making you gasp in delight. Yixing quickly found it was your weak spot, he also discovered he loved to abuse it. Whether it was during a quick, public makeout session or in private while his hips relentlessly snapped into you, he had to have his lips on your sensitive neck, sucking and biting until your skin changed color.

He loved nipping at the small spot beneath your ear, licking up and down your jaw, sucking constellations into the nape of your neck to the point you permanently had to carry a scarf with you at all times to be able to cover it up. He loved the way you moaned when he took your flesh between his lips, tingling sensations shooting through your nerve system as he kept on sucking and biting, the way your nails dragged over his back, the way small beads of sweat streamed down your skin so he could lick up the salty liquid, at the same time soothing the deliciously painful bruise he inflicted. And you loved the way he relished in it.

So now, when someone asks, ‘What’s your favourite color?’

Your answer is, ‘Purple.’

inspired by tiktok ideas.

“Babe,”

“Yeah?” Dokyeom didn’t wait until he was properly seated to reply your call. It almost made you feel bad for playing a trick on him. 

You calmed down before continuing, “Babe, I don’t know why but there’s a hot guy just now came up to me saying that he’d give me 100 dollars if I kiss him on his lips,” pointing at a random car in the parking lot with seriousness. 

“Baby… Why’d you call him a hot guy?” he pouted.

That’s not the point but at least he’s attentive.

“Also don’t kiss him for 100 dollars,” Dokyeom leaned in for a peck and felt pleased when you smile sweetly.

You deliberately put a 100-dollar note in your hand as you showed the who-knows direction the ‘guy’ went.

“Where did you get this? Who gave you 100 dollars?” He was in. “Did you kiss him?

You gave a swift nod to his question.

“Which guy did you kiss? I’m gonna-” he was ready to lose his shit for real but halted his action when you burst out laughing so hard.

“Lee Dokyeom! Come back here! I didn’t kiss anyone. Oh my god, you’re gonna get scammed for real at this point,”

Dokyeom grunted, entered the car and pulled you onto his lap by force. 

“Ahh! What are you doing,” you laughed again as he tickled you. “Bad girl, this is your punishment,”

Boy, you know you’re done for when he said that.

Little Boyfriend! Sim Jaeyun

I will make this as a short series for lil jake <3

You never had a boyfriend before and the first person to ever confessed to you was none other than your deskmate.

“Please focus on the lesson. Your mark on the first test wasn’t good,” you murmured uninterestingly at your boyfriend. You can definitely tell he was boring his eyes on you for half an hour now.

“Sim Jaeyun, I’ll tell the teacher you’re not-”

“Okay okay, don’t tell the teacher,” he eventually gave in from peeking at you over and over. Chuckling as he turned his head- not his body, to the front, it caught the English teacher’s attention.

“Sim Jaeyun, read the third paragraph and proceed with your answer,”

Sigh, “Why did I even date this dumbass,”

Kidnapper: We have one of your members.

Taekwoon: Oh really? Who?

Hyuck, screaming in the background: ITS ME, HYUNG HELP.

Taekwoon: You have the wrong number, have a nice day.

Take Me Away (TMA): JiU’s Restored Ending - My Faith in You

A/N: My dears, I hope you all are having an amazing, wonderful, and absolutely fantastic day! You definitely deserve it.

If you’re looking for a place to start reading Take Me Away, or if you missed a chapter, then you should check out the Series Masterlist.

TW: Religion, religious themes, pure fluff

You take the garnet necklace into your hands before placing it around your neck.

JiU’s warmth and kindness has stayed in my head from the moment I left her. She did make a mistake, but it was a mistake that anyone would’ve made at that moment. I can’t wait to see her again. Even though it’s been a few days, it feels like it’s been ages since I saw her last.

You climb into bed as you recall sweet memories of you and JiU to occupy your mind as you fall asleep.

~

You wake up in your aunt and uncle’s farmhouse, and you slowly dress yourself as you mentally prepare for another day on the farm.

I wonder what my chores for today will include…

Your door slams open, and you jump back in surprise. JiU comes rushing inside of your room with a big smile on your face.

“I hope you’re done changing because I’ve got some exciting news for us!” 

Before you can say anything, JiU grabs your hand and pulls you out of your room.

She hasn’t changed at all, I see.

“Can you slow down? I’ve just woken up.” You say groggily as JiU laughs.

“Okay, we can walk a little slower. It’s not like this surprise is going anywhere~” She teases as you raise an eyebrow.

“Oh?”

“C’mon, it’s just a little walk from the house.” She gestures to the front door before the two of you walk out together hand-in-hand.

~

You stare at the house that’s only a short distance from your aunt and uncle’s home in confusion.

What is this?

You tilt your head at her.

“Why did you bring me here?” 

JiU laughs before answering, “I brought you here because this is where we live now! Your aunt and uncle got us a home after they found out about us.”

You can only stare at the house in awe as a blush rises on your face.

“They did that… for us?”

“They always were on the generous side. Now, let’s head inside before we become ill.” JiU begins to walk in the house as you slowly follow behind her.

“I guess this begins a new chapter of my life. It’ll be a story that you and I can tell together.” You say before entering the home.

JiU looks back at you and smiles.

“I think that we’ll make a lot of stories and memories in this home.”

Sunmi as Your GF

A/N: I hope everyone had a great week. See you soon, my pearls!

If you like reading my works, then you should check out my Masterlist!

TW: Fluff overload, like always.

- She dedicates her whole heart to you, always

- Writes and dedicates songs to you and your relationship

- You’re always in the front row as you cheer her on at her shows.

- Being able to relax when it’s just the two of you at home

- You always tell her that she’s perfect and that she doesn’t need to change for anyone

- Lots of goofing off and joking between the two of you

- She compliments and flirts with you all the time

- She likes to pull you into her arms whenever she wants a hug

- Loves kissing your lips repeatedly

- Likes to leave lipstick marks on your face and neck

- A bit overprotective and jealous at times

- But you always reassure her with your love

Chaeryeong as Your GF

A/N: I hope you all are doing well this week, my dear pearls! I love you all so much.

If you happen to like this work, then I recommend checking out my Masterlist!

TW: Fluff overload (she’s so cute sometimes I just can’t-)

- Be her hype person and personal cheerleader please-

- Her genuine smile and laugh are like pure serotonin.

- Loves when you take the time to compliment every part of her

- Dancing together is a given; if you aren’t good at dancing, then she’ll teach you how to.

- If you try to practice on your own and she catches you, it’ll literally make her fall for you harder

- Won’t express her feelings often unless you do so first

- Likes to subtly take care of you whenever you’re not at your best.

- May occasionally roast you to a crisp, but it’s fine because you love her.

- Aesthetic dates are an absolute yes from her.

- Staying inside by a fireplace and cuddling while drinking tea/hot cocoa is like a dream date with you.

- And when it eventually comes true, she’ll be the happiest woman in the world.

- “You did this all for me? Thank you, Y/N, you’re the best!”

[7:39am]

You we’re waking up from a perfect night of sleep. Still sinking into your sheets as if you were glued to them. The crisp, cold morning air coming through your slightly open window hitting your face. Stalked by yolk colored sunshine peering in, practically painting your room and sheets.

As you lay there fuzzy headed and lazy eyed you hear silent groaning beside you. Turning your head you see sleepy Minhyuk awaking from his slumber.

The morning sunrise perfectly hitting his skin, making it glow even more. Pouty swollen lips and light blue messy hair stuck to his forehead.

As he slowly peels his eyes open and gives you the same warm loving smile that you’re greeted with every morning.

“goodmorning mrs. lee” He whispers.

You slowly caress his face and peck his strawberry sented lips. smiling at your newly found last name.

“good morning mr. lee”