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took me almost two years to come back on tumblr, but eventually here i am.
for the ones who don't know me already, i'm ash (20.), nice to meet y'all. i go by they/them pronouns and my blog is purely 18+ and i'll write for seventeen and txt (could write stuff for other idols, really rarely though). ageless, -18 or plain accounts who interact with my works will be blocked. if you ever feel like supporting me (a poor soon-to-be uni student who will live alone in another region), there's that little tip button right there! <3
i rarely write by myself and i usually prefer when i get requested something. i write both smut and fluff and try on angst and humour, everything is and will be idol x reader (i allow idol x idol for threesomes); the mc is usually afab!reader but i can write amab!reader if requested. please note that english is not my first language, point out my mistakes if i spell something the wrong way! i didn't delete my old works but i will rewrite them... eventually.
i hope i can be welcomed again; i kinda missed this.
for smut requests - what i will not write: r4pe, non con (cnc is okay, dub con to discuss), piss/scat/feet kink, incest and so on. please refrain from requesting these type of stuff.
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I'd walk through fire for you,
Just let me adore you
Rating: M (18+) | WC: ~2k | Genre: rom com, fluff, smut, office au
Warnings: power imbalance bc reader is his boss but heβs the one doing the pursuing, personal assistant!mingyu, heβs such a simp, mention of food, suggestive thoughts
Reader Notes: wears a skirt and heels, boss bitch, touch starved, gets nails done, wap, referred to as a woman
Mingyu glances at his watch, noting that itβs near lunch, and shuffles around the papers on his desk wishing he didnβt have bad news to give you. The end date of the project youβre overseeing will have to be delayed again, and he knows you wonβt be happy.
You wonβt take it out on your team - you understand that things happen - but it means youβll have to explain to the higher ups why you need another month and talking to them always puts you in a sour mood.Β
Itβs likely because you and everyone else in this building knows youβre more qualified and better suited to the role than the six old men in that big conference room are, but until one of them retires or dies, youβre stuck where you are. That means Mingyu is stuck where he is too, but he truly would be happy to stay here forever.Β
Mingyu has been your personal assistant for six months now. Heβs a bit clumsy, and he tends to order the exact same coffee as you so he has an extra just in case, and he once forgot his own strength and knocked so hard on your frosted glass door, it shattered, but heβs still good at lots of things!
Heβs attentive, eager, sharp, and he can always anticipate what you need before you even ask for it. Heβs a pro at taking care of you, making sure you donβt work yourself too hard and that you drink plenty of water and eat regular meals.
He does everything for you, everything but your job, and ensuring that youβre happy and content and well cared for is one of his greatest strengths.Β
Which is why heβs borderline devastated when he overhears you on the phone. Your voice isnβt loud from his desk, but heβs trained his ears to listen for you and listen they do. Youβre not talking about him, thank God, but you are talking about the boyfriend you just broke up with.
You were dating him when Mingyu first started, and from the one and only time he met him at the office, he knew he wasnβt anywhere near good enough for you. Apparently, he even turned out to be bad for you, stressing you out and hurting your feelings and, worst of all (to you), he couldnβt make you cum.Β
Thatβs shocking to Mingyu. Heβs always been a giver during sex, gaining more pleasure from making someone else feel it rather than taking it for himself, but he knows not all guys are like that. This one didnβt even try, it seems from your complaints, and he canβt believe you lived like that for all these months.Β
He doesnβt doubt youβve cum in the meantime, he knows women masturbate just like men do, but hearing that youβve been so neglected has his stomach churning.
If it were him, heβd have to loosen you up with two or three orgasms before he could even fit his cock inside you, and if you let him in without a condom, heβd obviously have to clean you up with his mouth after, guaranteeing a grand total of four minimum.Β
To think that youβve been giving yourself to that man and getting nothing in returnβ¦
Mingyu doesnβt think he can let that stand.Β
So, he comes up with a plan.
Step 1. Show you how well he knows you.
Mingyu starts by rescheduling your non-essential lunch meeting, recognizing in your voice that you need some time to yourself, and orders your favorite from the place down the street. Heβll run out to pick it up in half an hour, leaving him just enough time to break the bad news to you. He hates that heβll have to put even more of a damper on your day, but itβs better that you know now so you can adjust accordingly.Β
He rolls his chair back and stands, reaching his hands up to the ceiling in a stretch before straightening his clothes out and running a palm over his hair to ensure itβs all in place. Thereβs a piece that always breaks free from the pomade and drives him crazy, but he doesnβt want to use too much and look all greasy. Predictably, the lock falls against his forehead and he rolls his eyes before popping a mint into his mouth and smoothing on some lip balm.Β
You hung up with your friend a few minutes ago and he canβt hear you anymore, just his own footsteps on the marble as he walks the six feet to your door and knocks. You call out a low, βCome in,β and he turns the knob as gently as he can. You have a corner office on the fifteenth floor and the view is spectacular, but when he steps foot inside, all he can see is you. Your eyes are rimmed in red, your lashes are clumped together, and your lips are puffy, the smile they stretch in forced and false.Β
βWhatβs up, Mingyu?β You ask, your voice a bit scratchy and your tone overly bright.Β
βSoβ¦ Joshua sent over the project report, and it looks like theyβll need three more weeks.β
He imbues his words with apology, finishing with his eyebrows pushed together and his lip bitten between his teeth. You heave a great sigh, your perfect posture melting as you set your elbows on the wood of your desk and drop your face into your palms.Β
βGod, can just one thing go right today?β
He shifts on his feet, staying silent as you process what exactly needs to be done. Itβs fascinating to watch the thoughts play out on your face, the frustration and urgency and finally, the acceptance.Β
βOkay, Iβll have to call Terry and let him know. He wonβt be happy but I donβt fucking care,β you turn and stare out the window as you speak, sinking back into your chair and kicking off your heels. βThey have their three weeks, and if they need to extend it again, I need to know now. Is there anything else?β
You sound so weary, like if he placed one more burden upon your shoulders, youβd collapse under the weight of it all. If Mingyu could, heβd carry all of your problems for you, hell, heβd carry you, but he canβt so he just squeezes his hands into fists behind his back, his fingers tingling with the desire to reach out to you.Β
βNothing bad,β he promises. βI pushed your 1 PM meeting to tomorrow and Iβm picking up your regular from Dianeβs. I thought you might want a breather, I hope thatβs okay.β
You usually donβt mind changes to your schedule, as long as theyβre not last minute additions that keep you here later, but he still worries about doing things without your permission. Your eyes leave the window, your gaze finding him, and he does his best not to shrink under your intense stare. Until tears start to gather on your lashes, that is.Β
Then, he rushes to you, his hands hovering over your form, desperate to comfort you but not wanting to cross any boundaries. He speaks all at once, his words flying out so fast, theyβre almost unintelligible.
βIβm sorry, Iβm sorry, Iβm sorry, I can move it back! Iβll move it back, itβll be okay,β he soothes, petting the air around you as if that could do anything.Β
βNo, donβt move it,β you warble, your hands coming up to cover your face. βThatβs just so thoughtful of you, Mingyu. Thatβs exactly what I need, a breather. Can I tell you something personal?β
Mingyu rushes to nod, his eyes wide and his breath stuck in his chest as you wipe away the tears on your cheeks. You glance away from him, your lips tightening and your brows tilting in a frown, βDerek and I broke up last night. I broke up with him, at least, but it still hurts. I mean, I wasted seven months on him, and the most thoughtful thing he ever did was throw an extra beer in the fridge for me every once in a while. I donβt even like beer.β
Defeat is clear in your voice, as is some measure of self-hatred. He doesnβt know what to say, beyond being sure he shouldnβt mention what else Derek wasnβt good at. He could tell you about his own disastrous breakup last year, or how itβs actually easy to do nice things for you, or that heβd be happy to do some very nice things for you, if only youβd ask.Β
Instead, he says, βYou deserve better,β and clenches his fists again when you just send him a sad smile and nod half-heartedly.Β
His phone buzzes in his pocket, likely a text letting him know your order is ready for pick up, and he wishes he had a personal assistant of his own to send out so he could stay here with you. But he doesnβt, so he looks down at you from where he stands in front of your desk, longing to bundle you up and put you in his pocket so nothing and no one can ever hurt you again.Β
That would be inappropriate, and impossible, and likely something youβre too independent for anyway.Β
βI have to go get the food, can I grab you anything while Iβm out?β He asks, his voice much softer than his words.Β
You shake your head again, βNo, thank you, Mingyu. Did you get something for yourself?βΒ
βNo, I brought my lunch today,β he smiles, canines pushing against his bottom lip.Β
βI should probably start doing that,β you sigh. βI bet yours is delicious, people still talk about the cake you made for Wonwooβs birthday.βΒ
βI could start making a lunch for you, if you want,β Mingyu offers before he can actually think about it, about how intimate and domestic it would feel, packing a lunch for you and knowing youβre eating food he made with his own two hands.Β
βOh no, thatβs way out of your pay grade, I couldnβt put you out like that.β
βI insist! Please let me,β he begs, clasping his hands together and bringing them up under his chin as he widens his eyes and pushes out his bottom lip. It takes less than thirty seconds for you to fold, your polite refusal defenseless against his expert pouting skills.Β Β
βFine!β You throw your hands up. βIf you really want, you can make me lunch too. But you have to stop as soon as you donβt want to do it anymore, and thatβs an order.β
God, he loves your stern voice.Β
βYes, maβam,β Mingyu beams triumphantly, rocking back and forth on his heels to contain the excited energy flowing through him. Heβs already brainstorming recipes in his head, taking into account your allergies and preferences, and he thinks heβll have enough ideas to at least last him the month.Β
βIβll be back in twenty with the food,β Mingyu assures you as he backs up to your door, not wanting to take his eyes off you for a single second. You return your attention to your computer but look at him just long enough to smile gently and say, βThank you, Mingyu. Youβre the best.β
That little bit of praise from you makes him float all day.Β
All the way through your afternoon meetings, all the way home on the subway, and all the way up to his apartment, where he immediately sits down to start a pinterest board for your daily lunches. He doesnβt even undress, just gets right to work searching for recipes and making pins of ideas he already has.Β
He also maybe buys new tupperware and a classy little lunchbox to bring your containers in, and pays extra to have it arrive tonight.Β
One can never be too prepared when it comes to seducing oneβs boss.Β
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AN: yayyyyy so excited to post the first part of this lil mini series!! i had this idea around a year and a half ago when i started writing so it's definitely been on my mind for a while and i'm so happy i finally put it to words so i could share it with y'all! i'm just about finished writing it and i'm planning on posting once a week, so it should be fully complete by the end of november!
thank you to @petrichor-mingi for beta reading!
please please please reblog!! likes do nothing to spread my work but reblogs are a really easy way to support me! and if you add your thoughts in too i'll love you forever π
[ synopsis ] choi beomgyu has spent his entire senior year slacking off and causing mischief. but, due to his inattentiveness, his slacking off went too far and if he doesn't improve the grade in his literature class he'll guarantee himself a seat in summer school. yn has big dreams to be on stage and star on broadway. however, she needs to impress recruiters with one last production as the lead in order to earn herself a spot in a new york based school. when beomgyu's literature teacher makes him join their drama club for extra credit, their futures quickly become intertwined and dependent on each other.
[ note ] three cheers for hiyyih and hanni !! hip hip !!
I'm sorry but this is sooo beomgyu coded . Like I see beomgyu doing this π₯΅π₯π₯
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this is so hot im dizzy π΅βπ« FUCK like its so mean and sweet and cruel and perfect for him youre so right anon it fits him perfectly.. beomgyu just wants you to be his little plaything! let him touch n kiss you all over, test out all sorts of different toys on you, fuck your mouth n cunt n land slaps on your cute ass.. beomgyu who just treats u like something to get himself off, wants to try out all his sweetly agonizing fantasies on his pretty girl just to draw out all of ur wrecked moans and fucked out expressions hshjfhs
btw svt's concert today was... something. i personally am a going seventeen lover so when i read on twt that they performed both highlight and beautiful i was Shocked. also... can we talk about good to me. who the Fuck allowed them to perform such a cunty song when i couldn't witness that w my own eyes smh. they literally SMAAAASHED the stage and i'm so fucking proud of them,, (also kwannie showed up for a few minutes and i'm glad he's not doing totally shitty, hope he recovers soon <3) +++ jjuni and hyuka mix and max ??? i still have to recover from tbz's sunwoo and changmin's thunder mix and max and y'all dropping a new one .. my life's stressing.
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hey, mingyu reaction to being woken up by you riding him.
well βπ» okay let's get into it
mind that everything needs to be discussed beforehand and needs to be consensual !
warnings: somnophilia
we know, if he's snoring then he's in a really deep sleeping session ;;
you already did the deed but it probably wasn't enough and you were still horny so you tried to be as subtle as possible as you were climbing up his thighs
you tried to suffocate your laughter as he was snoring so loud but that gave you a sign that maybe you could do a little more and he still would be asleep
so you started to grind on his thigh and your knee was caressing his now growing bulge
you really didn't wanna do that but after some thinking, you gently freed his semi-hard cock and started to pump it with your hand first
then you moved your panties to the side and positioned your entrance on to his tip as you slowly tried to adjuste to his size - but it was pretty easy from how wet you were
as he was fully in, you held on to your thighs and started to ride him slowly
little did you know that you weren't being that quiet and your moans woke him up, but you didn't notice as your eyes were shut and your head thrown back from the pleasure
he smirked and slowly positioned his hands on to yours and tried to make you stop
"didn't i give you enough already?"
his voice was raspy and deep
"were you that desperate that you needed me even if i was asleep? that's pretty bad, princess"
you would clench around him at his words and he would chuckle at your sensibility
he would probably punish you by making you stay still and you would basically cockwarm
but after like,, twenty minutes he would be the one to start slamming into you
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how do u feel about joshuas humongous boobies and muscles???????? bc i Personally think he is so sexy it's ruining me!!!!!
have you seen his shoulders ... i could literally live on them they're huge π + i think his boobies are soft !! imagine using them as pillow (not to hump tho,,) π₯°