Have A Great Day

Quick update that I have finals this week and then I’m done for the semester!! I’ll have more free time after finals and I’ve got a bunch of ideas so I’ll be writing a lot (I currently have 32 drafts whoops—) Thank you everyone for waiting while I’ve been on a temporary hiatus and I’m so excited to get back to writing! I hope everyone has a wonderful day! 💕💕

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Incredible, but true: @cappujinho deserves to have a good day today.

Mr. Song~

ꕥPosted: 7/8/20

ꕥGenre: Fluff, Smut

ꕥPairing: Softdom!Fem!reader x Mingi

ꕥWord Count: Idk i’d day a solid amount

ꕥWarnings: Oral (m reviving), language

ꕥA/N: This is the first smut I’ve written so please go easy on me. If you’ve got any suggestions let me know :)

Mingi groaned as I ran my hands over his bare chest, straddling him. With a blindfold over his face and handcuffs restraining him to our bed, there was barely enough room for him to move. He didn’t hate it, completely, but he hated that he couldn’t see me. I knew that and he knew that I knew. I chuckled to myself as watched him react to every one of my touches.

“Please let me see you,” Mingi let out in barely a whisper, not trusting his voice.

“Not yet, but soon.” I said as he made a noise in protest, making me smile again.

I pulled his jeans off slowly and tossed them over my shoulder, leaving them somewhere in the room. My hands drew circles around his thighs causing him to let out ragged breaths. My hands wandered up to the top of his boxers, snapping them once, then moving up to his neck. I kissed along his neck, enjoying every noise and reaction coming from him.

“Okay, okay you’ve had your fun now, please. At least take off this blindfold.”

“As you wish, Mr. Song.”

“God I hate when your call me that.”

“Oh I know, Mingi, but it’s too fun not to.”

I slipped the blindfold off only to meet his lust-filled eyes. Mingi’s eyes were dark to begin with, but sex always made his eyes darker - much darker.

“You look hot,” was the only thing he muttered as he looked at my black lingerie, devouring me with his eyes.

“Oh I know,” I said as I flashed him a smile and kept eye contact, moving my way down his body leaving kisses, finally reaching his underwear. His breaths became heavier as he watched me.

“Please, y/n.”

“That’s all you had to say, babe.”

I slowly removed his boxers - obviously too slow as indicated my his moans - and licked his tip as slow as possible, finally taking him in my mouth.

“God, please. Please let me touch you. I need you. I need...need to feel you.” Mingi’s words and shaky voice did nothing to help my core, making me even more wet. I knew he could feel it too because of the slight smile and eyebrow raise he gave me.

“Fine,” I relented. “Let’s shake on it.” I put up my hand as if to give him a handshake but feigned sadness.

“Oh, it appears you can’t give me a handshake. And we both know all solid deals are made by shaking hands, so I’m afraid I can’t let you go.”

Mingi’s face fell at my words and I felt a slight pang of sadness.

“I’m kidding, babe. I’m not trying to tease you that much today.”

“Thank fucking god,” he groaned as I reached for the key to unlock his cuffs.

“Just...let me do one thing first?” I fluttered my eyelashes, trying to make myself look as innocent as possible for him to give in.

Mingi gave me an exasperated look.

“Fine.”

I cupped his face and gently kissed him. The kiss went on longer than I expected and we both eventually had to pull away for air.

“I’m so in love with you, Mingi.”

“Pretty sure I love you more but okay.”

I shook my head and smiled as I unlocked him. The instant his handcuffs were removed he flipped me with my back to the bed.

“I’m gonna get you now, y/n.”

I squealed as he ticked me, peppering me with kisses. He finally stopped and looked me in the eyes. I could so clearly see the love he had for me as he gave me a gentle smile and shook his head slightly. If it weren’t for how close his lips were to my ear, I wouldn’t have heard his next words:

“I’m gonna marry you one day y/n.”

My eyes grew at his words. I didn’t expect Mingi to propose to me anytime soon. But here I was, listening to him basically propose to me. And I loved it. I kissed him hard, gently wrapping my arms around his neck so I could pull him closer.

“I’m holding you to that.”

“I’m expecting you to.” His smile grew and his eyes disappeared, making me fall in love with him again - not that that didn’t happen every day.

“Now,” Mingi whispered, “where were we?”

Superman Jongho~

ꕥPosted: 11/20/20

ꕥGenre: Fluff & Angst (It ends happy I promise)

ꕥPairing: FemReader! x Superman Jongho

ꕥWord Count: 1.6k

ꕥWarnings: Slight language

ꕥA/N: Happy Halloween everyone! I know I haven’t posted in a hot minute but in all fairness college has been kicking my ass so it’s been awhile since I’ve been able to actually sit down and write. I’ll be posting Ice Cream Pt.3 later this week so look out for that!

“Nice costume, babe.” I giggled as I observed the navy blue tailored suit my boyfriend was wearing.

“Thanks, cutie. Any guesses?”

“Hmm.” I tapped my chin, “Michael Scott?”

“Damn. My James Bond outfit is lacking.”

“Maybe carry around a martini glass?”

“Oh I bet you want me to go around saying ‘shaken not stirred’ too, huh?”

“I mean, if the shoe fits.”

He wrapped an arm around my waist, raising a brow.

“I’m quite curious about your costume, actually. Why the change in style?”

Although my skin-tight, light pink dress didn’t align with my usual scary Halloween costumes, I wanted to try something different this year. So why not go as Hello Kitty?

I adjusted the white cat ears on my head, “I do scary stuff every year. I wanted to try something cute for a change.”

“Well, you certainly look it.”

I could feel my face tinting pink.

“Oh shush.”

“We’ve got about five minutes until we need to leave, do you wanna grab a jacket? It’s a bit chilly outside.”

“Hello Kitty doesn’t wear a jacket.”

“Okay but you do, and it’s cold.”

I squinted, wanting to refuse but knowing how easily the cold could make me shiver.

“Fine.”

After quickly grabbing a fluffy, white teddie jacket, I intertwined an arm with Jongho and we left our shared house for the late-night party.

-

Arriving at the party I looked around, surprised at how nice it appeared. Halloween decorations were carefully placed and every person in sight was wearing a different costume.

Jongho left to meet one of his friends, the host of the party, but not before placing a kiss on my cheek. I blushed at the simple action, still getting butterflies even after all this time of dating.

Approaching the punch bowl to get a drink, I quickly caught the eye of a certain pin-up girl. After a moment she turned to me and squealed, running towards me with an impressive speed. I chucked at my best friend’s actions. I was quickly engulfed in a hug I was half convinced would suffocate me if she squeezed any harder.

“Girl! Come ‘ere! How are you?”

“I’m pretty good, Hanna. And you? You seem excited.”

“I am! The party is gorgeous! And guess what?” She lowered her voice, looking around, “I saw him.”

“Oh my god you did not!”

“I did! A man was trying to rob the store I was shopping at earlier this week and I saw him stop the guy!”

“Are you serious?”

“Totally!”

I was surprised to hear a familiar deep laugh by my side, and as I turned I was met with Jongho’s mischievous eyes.

Placing an arm around my waist he spoke, “Are you two still obsessed with Superman?”

“No-”

“YES!”

Jongho tightened his lips into a small smile.

“Listen.” My best friend began, “I just think that he’s admirable, and strong, and his arms just look great-”

“Don’t you have a boyfriend?” My own questioned.

Hanna waved a hand in the air, “I mean yeah but he knows I think Superman’s cute. I can appreciate an attractive man and still be in love with my boyfriend.”

“Does he think Wonder Woman is cute, too?”

“Yeah well...maybe. But I don’t mind. We’re soulmates and I wouldn’t leave him for anyone. He feels the same.” A dreamy look flashed in her eyes and I couldn’t help but awe at how strongly she clearly felt about him.

Our conversation continued for a while until Hanna noticed the host’s cat trying to drink out of a cup of liquor and quickly ran after him.

We shook our heads in tandem, smiling at her feeble attempt to catch the cat before delighting in the rest of the evening.

-

After the party had come to an end we made our way back home and wandered to our balcony, admiring the beautiful night view.

Jongho tucked a strand of hair behind my ear before placing a few fingers under my chin, lifting it slightly and gently placing his lips on my own.

“I think I’m going to change out of this suit. Care to join me?”

“Actually, I think I’m going to enjoy the night sky for a while.”

He nodded and gave me another quick kiss, heading back inside and leaving me to admire the thousands of shining stars.

I rubbed at my eyes, feeling a wave of exhaustion hit me. Deciding to change into more comfortable clothes, I took one last look at the stars. In my tired state I misjudged where the edge of our balcony was and leaned a bit too far over the edge, causing me to fall. I could barely let out a scream before I felt warm arms around me. I met eyes with my boyfriend and smiled, so, so relived that I was safe. I opened my mouth to thank him as I noticed that we seemed to be hovering mid-air.

“Holy shit. Jongho what’s happening?”

Jongho swallowed and placed me on the safe ground of the balcony, walking towards me.

“I...”

“You’re...him aren’t you?” I stared in disbelief as he gave a small nod.

“Why did you hide this from me?” His eyes lowered, pain evident in them.

“I-I didn’t want to keep it from you. I was just...afraid.”

I tilted my head, trying to understand. In the year that we had dated, Jongho had never shown fear of anything. Not spiders or snakes, scary movies, heights, the deep ocean, anything. And now apparently he’s Superman, too.

What does he have to fear?

Jongho finally looked at me, tears welling in his eyes. There was a sadness and longing in them that I had never seen before.

“I was scared that I would lose you.” He barely spoke above a whisper.

I fought back the hot tears stinging my eyes.

Did he really think I’d leave him that easily?

“Honey, you could never lose me.” I reached out to caress his cheek and sighed when he unconsciously leaned into my touch. Noticing his own actions, Jongho shook his head and pulled away.

“You don’t understand. It’s not just the possibility of you leaving me for who I am, but the danger that you could be put in if you knew. It was just better that you didn’t know.”

“How long were you planning on keeping this from me?”

Even though our words were calm, there was such tangible underlying emotion that we might as well have been screaming.

“As long as possible.”

“Jongho we’re supposed to be a team. How can we be a team when you’re keeping this from me?” I blinked as tears streamed down my face.

I had never seen Jongho cry. The only time he had ever come close was early in our relationship when I was hospitalized for the flu. I couldn’t eat or drink because of how awful I felt. Jongho later confessed that he, for a brief moment, thought he would lose me. Days following my recovery he first told me he loved me. The thought tore my heart everytime I recalled the memory.

And so I thought my eyes were lying to me as I saw Jongho quietly sob.

“I love you. So, so much. I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to you. I can’t—I can’t—lose you.”

I threw my arms around him, clinging to him as if I let go he’d be gone forever.

“You’re so stupid, Jongho Choi. You could never lose me. I love only you.”

“I can’t guarantee that. And besides, are you even sure you still want to be with me? I’m in danger often and I can’t have you chase after me.” My heart broke in two when I heard his voice crack as he spoke his next words, “You could be with a man who would treat you well, one who isn’t putting himself in danger and-”

I pulled back and rested my hands on his face, pulling him into a soft kiss.

“This doesn’t change who you are. You’re still the same man I fell in love with. If it makes you feel better, I won’t chase after you. As long as it means I can stay with you.”

He gave me a heart-eyed smile, letting out a small laugh and holding me tight.

“I was so scared you’d leave me.” He confessed.

“Never.”

He lifted a hand up to my check, wiping away a tear I didn’t realize fell down my face.

“Please don’t cry. It hurts me to see you sad.”

“It hurts me to see you being stupid and thinking I’d ever leave you.”

“Touché.”

“God I probably look like a mess.” I cursed myself for not wearing water-proof mascara.

“You always look beautiful to me.”

I shook my head at how cheesy he was suddenly being.

“So...” I began, “You can fly, right?”

Jongho lifted a brow, a crooked smile lighting up his features.

“Perhaps. Why do you ask?”

“Can I fly with you? I’ve always wanted to fly.”

Without warning he picked me up, letting my legs wrap around his waist.

“Hold on tight, babe.”

We lifted off the ground and my grip around his shoulders tightened unintentionally.

“Hey, it’s alright. I’ve got you.”

“I know,” I smiled at him, “I trust you. It’s just...my first time flying like this.”

Jongho chuckled. “You get used to it.”

“Oh? Is that an invitation for me to fly with you again?”

“If that’s what you want, then of course.”

I chuckled and noticed that he had stopped flying up. We were a decent height from the ground, but not too terribly high.

Jongho nuzzled my neck and leaned his forehead against mine.

“You are the love of my life, darling.”

Smiling back at the handsome man I was fortunate enough to call my own, I kissed him sweetly.

“And you are mine.”

As You Wish~

ꕥPosted: 8/6/20

ꕥGenre: Fluff, Smut

ꕥParing: Fem!Reader x Hongjoong

ꕥWord Count: <1k

ꕥWarnings: Unprotected sex, Language, Praise (m recieving)

ꕥA/N: HJ’s bitchass has got me whipped so this is the result. You’re welcome lmao

“Hmm. No I disagree. She’s hot but not Hwasa-level-hot. You know?”

Hongjoong squinted at my words, not quite convinced that Hwasa was more attractive that Camilla Cabello. Talking about things like that never bugged me. I was secure with our relationship and knew we wouldn’t leave each other for anything. It was still fun, though.

Today was one of Hongjoong’s rare days off, and we opted to do nothing all day. That eventually led to laying on my rooftop at midnight with blankets, pillows, and plenty of snacks, comparing celebrity crushes.

I reached out to catch a firefly flying close to my face but it flew away too quickly. I pouted and turned to Hongjoong. The man smiled at me and shook his head.

“You’ve caught so many tonight, isn’t that enough?”

“Never!” I scrunched my face, trying to look as determined as possible, “I’ve gotta catch ‘em all!”

“You are the biggest nerd I have ever met.”

“Oh shut up, Hongjoong. You love it.”

He pulled me close, laying my head on his chest, “That I do, sweetheart.”

My gaze travelled up to the night sky. I lived in a small town so the light pollution was next to non-existent. The stars were so much easier to see because of it which is probably why I spent so many years studying constellations and the night sky. I tapped Hongjoong’s chest to point out another constellation, recounting the story and myths behind it. His hands wandered to my waist as I spoke, sneaking up under my shirt and rubbing circles on my hips. I jerked a little at the touch, not expecting it. He turned to me and smiled, making figure 8s on my hips.

Anytime Hongjoong was in the mood he’d always trace that pattern on my skin. He didn’t even have to say it and I knew what he was feeling.

“Hongjoong we’re literally on a roof.”

“So what? There’s no one around for miles. Plus,” He quickly pulled me on top of him, my legs on either side of his lap, “It’s been weeks since we’ve had sex. I know you want it too, babe.”

He certainly wasn’t wrong. It wasn’t like we refrained from it on purpose, though. We were busy all the time and didn’t always get to spend the most time with one another. I still decided to play difficult.

“I have no clue what you’re talking about.”

“Oh yeah?”

He kissed down my neck and I gasped, beginning to moan slightly.

“Then why are so receptive to my touch, y/n? I think you know exactly what I’m talking about.”

“I’m not—your touch doesn’t affect...ugh goddamnit Hongjoonnggg.”

He laughed against my neck at my sorry attempt to make a sentence between gasps and moans. Hongjoong pulled back and gently kissed me, biting my bottom lip slightly.

I pulled back, looking around us to make sure no one was around us, then took off Hongjoong’s shirt, throwing it to the side. I ran my hands down his chest, admiring his body.

“Your body never fails to turn me on. You’re without a doubt, the most handsome man I’ve ever met.”

Even though I couldn’t see it in the dark, I knew he was blushing. I loved giving him compliments. I never wanted to let him forget how much he meant to me.

Hongjoong smiled and rolled his eyes. “Whatever, y/n. Now help me get your shorts off.”

“As you wish.”

The rest of our clothes were quickly discarded, landing who-knows-where, not that it was a large concern of ours.

It was unspoken, but somehow we both understood: no teasing tonight. We were too horny for that and it had been far too long.

“Please, Hongjoong. I need you inside of me.” I was surprised I even made a coherent sentence given how he was busy sucking on my left nipple and playing with the right with his fingers.

He looked up at me with a wicked smile and happily obliged.

Without hesitation he entered me, stretching my walls. I shut my eyes and furrowed my brows, drowning in the feeling. I heard a deep chuckle and opened my eyes. I was met with Hongjoong’s beautiful face. He had the most gorgeous smile upon his face, showing his perfect teeth. His eyes slowly formed to little crescents as he looked at me. They held all the love in the world and it was all directed towards me.

“I love you, y/n.”

“You better start moving or I’m going to-“

“What?” He asked with a cocky smile and raised brow, “You’re going to what?”

“Hongjoong. Please.”

At my words he snapped his hips and I cried out. His hands kept his body up as my hands dug into his back. His pace was gradual but soon sped up.

“You look so beautiful like this, y/n”

My face flushed at Hongjoong’s words, “Aww you’re cute.”

“Shut up and—ahh f-fuck. Right there don’t stop, please.”

Hongjoong picked up his pace. The sounds of nature I could hear before were now gone, the consistent slapping of skin and Hongjoong’s panting the only noises consuming me. I leaned up to kiss my boyfriend and even though it was sloppy, it was perfect.

“Y/n I’m gonna need you to cum for me, I’m close.”

I didn’t have a chance to respond before Hongjoong moved a finger down to my clit rubbing steady circles.

My body began to jerk, quickly approaching orgasm. Not seconds later, I felt a familiar euphoria flow through my veins, cumming hard. I closed my eyes and felt Hongjoong release inside me soon after.

Our harsh breaths meshed as we slowly came down from our high. I opened my eyes to meet Hongjoong’s, smiling at him. He pulled out of me then slowly traced my cheek with his hand.

“We should probably get cleaned up, sweetheart.”

I sighed, feeling too tired to move, “Yeah, I guess so.”

My boyfriend chuckled, pulling on his clothes, “Come on, babe. I’ll carry you.”

He pulled me up, holding me close to his chest, my clothes left on my rooftop. My hands wrapped around his neck, breathing in the faint smell of his cologne. Being with him, I couldn’t help but think that we were made for each other.

I just got my first creepy message on Tumblr and I think that officially legitimizes my account so I’m expecting 500 followers and 1,000 likes in the next hour and y’all best follow through😤

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be kind. be ridiculously, radically, endlessly kind. be a part of someone’s good day. send nice thoughts, send positive vibes, send support and love and well wishes. be kind. so often we wish for tomorrow to be a good day when we are at our lowest. some sort of sign that it gets better. be a part of that better day for someone. the world does not magically decide that it will be softer on you today, tomorrow, the next day. and sometimes it starts with a message from someone else, maybe a little bit of inner strength to pull yourself up and take a shower, maybe a bit of sunlight makes the day better. but it’s these small things, these soft things that make a day better. so be kind. don’t ever think about being anything other than kind. be a part of someone’s good day because you don’t know how desperate they might be for it. 

Alright everyone—results are in! You guys agreed that I should make a new account to write for Pedro Pascal, which I have now done! For everyone who is interested, I’ll be tagging my Pedro account soon (it’s still under construction 💀) and making my first post in a day or so (It’s already written i just need to revise it now!!).

I’ve gone back through my ateez drafts and I’ve found some which are hella close to being done as well so we’ll see what my posting schedule ends up looking like lol. Thanks again to everyone who voted! ^^

How tf have I gotten 70+ likes on my recent post for San and 40+ likes on the crack post I made about Yunho? AND- I have 10 followers!! It might sound insignificant compared to the number of followers other people have but I’m so happy! I didn’t really expect many people to read my stuff, I just wanted a place to keep a collection of my writings to track my progress. To everyone who had read, rebloged, or liked my stuff: Really, thank you :))

Also take care of yourselves out there! Wash your hands and eat well!! Much love💖💖💖

~Doe

Alright loves here’s what’s been going on. I’ve (obviously) found myself in a bit of a writing rut when it comes to ateez. I LOVE my boys don’t get me wrong, but I’ve found myself gravitating to other circles recently and so it’s been hard to write about ateez. I’ve put this off for longer than I should have, but I need advice.

Recently, I’ve been falling head over heals for Pedro Pascal and literally everything he’s in (The hyperfixation kicked in HARD). I currently have one Pedro fic and one character fic (Javier Peña) done because I could not help myself. I really want to post them, so I guess my question is should I make a new account solely dedicated to Pedro or should I post them on this account along with ateez fics? Currently, I’m leaning towards making a new account, because admittedly it would be a strange mix, but I’m curious as to what you all think 👀

As far as ateez fics go, I will still be posting, but it will likely be less frequent than when I post about Pedro. I’m hoping that as a byproduct of doing this I’ll be writing more frequently for ateez as well. Big thank you to everyone for your input! Based on the poll results I’ll make a decision tomorrow and make a post about it! 💕💕