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for this event, the theme is mv inspired fics! i've collected ten (10) of my favourite kpop mvs and/or ones that i love the vibes of to write fics based off of. i've written four prompts for each mv based on the general vibes you can expect for each option. pick from the mvs below and send a request into my inbox for the event with the chosen mv and idol!
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Warnings: Explicit sexual content, Rough sex, Power dynamics, Slight degradation, Praise kink, strength kink, Overstimulation, Manhandling, Desperation, Begging, Possessiveness, minor impact play, Controlling behavior, Mutual obsession
Hyojin
Hyojin fucking loves when you ride him — probably a little too much. He’ll lie back at first, hands lazily resting on your thighs, just watching you bounce on his cock with that soft, worshipful look that makes your whole body burn. Every shaky breath you take, every whimper you let out, he’s drinking it in, moaning low and whispering filthy little encouragements like he’s trying to get you even wetter for him. He’ll let you set the pace, let you think you’re in charge — until you’re getting close. That’s when he snaps. His fingers dig hard into your hips, grip bruising, and he starts thrusting up into you with rough, desperate movements, like he can’t fucking stand not being the one wrecking you. His soft moans turn into ragged, broken groans, hips slamming up until you’re crying out, clenching around him. He wants you on top — but only so he can watch you fall apart first, before flipping it all in his favor and fucking you until you’re begging him to stop.
Changyun
Changyun doesn’t actually like being ridden — but he’ll let you try like he’s humoring you, a cocky smirk tugging at his lips as you climb onto him, totally unaware of how fast he’s about to ruin you. The second you start moving, his hands clamp down on your thighs, holding you exactly where he wants you. He controls everything — the pace, the depth, the way your body bounces helplessly on his cock. He drags you down slow and deep, filthy, brain-melting thrusts that make your legs tremble and your nails dig into his skin. His breaths are sharp, rough curses slipping from his mouth when you clench around him — but if you even think about speeding up or taking more without permission, he’s yanking you down hard, muttering something dirty against your skin just to make you whimper and fall apart even faster. With Changyun, you’re nothing but a pretty toy in his hands — used, wrecked, and made to take everything he gives whether you’re ready for it or not.
Seungjun
Seungjun loves when you ride him — loves seeing you all pretty and desperate on top of him, clinging to his shoulders like you can’t handle how good he feels. But don’t think for a second he’s giving up control. His hands stay steady on your hips, guiding your rhythm with subtle strength, making sure every slow grind, every shaky bounce is exactly what he wants. His voice is like velvet, full of soft groans and gasps that hit a little higher when you hit just the right angle, sweeter than you ever expect from someone so big. He praises you through it, murmuring in that low, wrecked tone, “That’s it, baby… just like that… fuck, you’re so good for me.” Every time you move, you can feel how much he’s savoring it, how he’s still steering the whole thing from underneath, letting you think you’re in control when really, he’s the one making you fall apart one perfectly timed thrust at a time.
Wyatt
Wyatt hates being ridden — not because he doesn’t want you on top, but because the second you’re straddling him, he refuses to give up even an ounce of control. His hands lock on your hips the moment you sink down on his cock, holding you there, using you to fuck himself deep inside with ruthless, punishing thrusts that make you claw at his chest for balance. You’re gasping, legs shaking, trying to ride him the way you want, but it’s hopeless — he’s not giving you the chance. His grunts are deep and sharp, his voice a rough growl against your skin when he rasps, “Take it. Take all of it.” Every time you try to lift yourself off or slow down, he just slams you back down harder, like he’s determined to break you open on him until you can’t think, can’t breathe, can’t do anything but sob his name. Wyatt doesn’t give a fuck who’s technically on top — once you’re there, you’re just his to wreck however he damn well pleases.
Minkyun
Minkyun needs you riding him — needs it like he’s starving for you. From the second you settle on top, he’s falling apart, hands trembling as they roam your body, pulling you down closer like he can’t stand even an inch of space between you. His moans come quick and high, little gasps and desperate whimpers spilling from his lips every time you grind down against him. His body’s hot and tense under yours, his hips twitching up instinctively even when he’s too wrecked to keep a real rhythm. Sometimes he’ll mumble your name, soft and broken like a prayer, his eyes wide and glassy, begging you without even meaning to. The more you tease him, the worse it gets — until he’s shuddering under you, gripping at you like you’re the only thing keeping him together. Minkyun doesn’t want to control a damn thing — he just wants to be ruined by you, over and over, until he can’t even remember his own name.
U
Yuto loves when you ride him — but he’s not about sitting back and letting you do whatever you want. The second you straddle him, he’s pulling you flush against him, chest-to-chest, one hand at your waist and the other cradling the back of your head so you can’t pull away. His cock fills you so perfectly it almost hurts, and he’s thrusting up into you in slow, filthy rolls of his hips, groaning rough against your ear. Every move is deliberate, deep, like he’s trying to fuck himself into your soul, not just your body. His voice is desperate but low, whispering brokenly, “Stay close. Fuck, stay with me, baby…” every time he feels you clench tighter around him. His pace matches yours perfectly, building slow and dirty, stretching out the pleasure until you’re shaking in his arms. Yuto doesn’t want to see you ride him — he wants to feel you, own you, bury himself so deep you’ll never forget the way he made you fall apart for him.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖a/n. I think I saw someone do this for riize before valentine's Day and wanted to do it then aswell but I got a little distracted HELP anyways here is is!! also this isnt an accurate portrayal of any of these characters and u guys should know that
Warnings: Feeling left out, anxiety, having trouble making friends, I think that’s it.
Thank you so much for the request, Leo! I hope you enjoy it!
Third Person POV
When (Y/n) got the news that they would be moving to Korea to study, they were very excited. A new adventure with millions of possibilities waiting for them. (Y/n) packed their bags as soon as they knew when they were leaving. (Y/n) had fixed a small apartment that wasn’t too close to the university nor was it too far away, it was a bit expensive but (Y/n) also found a job so it would be fine. (Y/n) was looking forward to meeting new friends and exploring a new city.
However, even though (Y/n) had done everything they could to prepare for this trip, they couldn’t stop their anxiety from ruining the experience. It turns out that making friends was way harder than (Y/n) had expected, throughout the first week of university, they hadn’t met a single person to hang out with. It seemed like everyone had already found their cliques, everyone but (Y/n).
The apartment might have been small but during the night as (Y/n) was feeling lonely, it seemed so vast. The walls span across the country, the roof nowhere in sight, the small night light only illuminating the shadows that dwell around the room.
During the start of the second week, (Y/n) was ready to give up, they were ready to pack up their things and return home. That was until they met two boys who finally made the anxiety shrink from a raging storm to a gentle breeze.
It was during lunchtime on Tuesday that (Y/n) ran into a guy with bright red hair, he was dressed in a dark green hoodie and ripped jeans. The guy was coming around a corner and (Y/n) didn’t see him so they ran right into each other, fortunately, it wasn’t more than a bump so no one got hurt.
“Oh, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” The guy stopped and gave (Y/n) a bright smile while also looking them up and down to see if he caused any injuries or anything. “Um, no, no, um, yes, I’m okay, sorry for running into you,” “It’s fine! It was my fault too. My name is Hyojin! I’m an Astronomy student,” Hyojin reached out his hand for (Y/n) to shake, still a friendly and bright smile on his lips. (Y/n) reached out and took his hand, giving it a gentle shake. “Hi, my name is (Y/n), I’m a (subject) student,” “Are you a first-year student?” “Yeah,” (Y/n) felt a bit nervous to stand there and talk to Hyojin but he was very friendly and his aura calmed her nerves. “I’m in the second year, OH SEUNGJUN! Hey,” Suddenly Hyojin saw someone behind (Y/n) and he began shouting and waving to catch the person's attention. (Y/n) turned around and saw another guy who waved back as he jogged over to where Hyojin and they were standing.
“This is Seungjun, Seungjun this is (Y/n),” “Hello, nice to meet you!” “Hi,” “Sorry, I got caught up with (Y/n) so I forgot we were meeting for lunch, about that, am I keeping you from meeting up with your friends?” “No, not really, I kind of don’t have anyone to eat lunch with,” “Just today or always?” Seungjun asked, his eyes sparkled warmly. “Ya, you can’t just ask them that,” “It’s okay, um I guess always because well I’ve had a hard time finding friends here,” “Are you an exchange student?” “Um kind of, well, I’m not from Korea originally or anything but I’m enrolled for the entire program so not just one semester or so,” “Woah that’s so cool, I don’t think I’d have it in me to move to another country to study, not alone at least,” Seungjun said. The two boys were very easy to speak with, their energy made (Y/n) open up more too, daring to actually speak and show some of their personality.
“Hey, so um, lunch is almost over now, hehe, seems like we all will have to skip it from talking too much. Anyways, Hyojin and I usually have a little picnic on Thursdays after our classes, because some weeks we don’t have time to meet up before that so it’s sort of mandatory for us to do it. Wanna join us this Thursday? It was so nice talking with you so I’d at least love to get to know you more!” “I’d like that too, so what do you say?” (Y/n) took a deep breath, they never thought that them running into a guy with bright red hair could lead to friendship. “Yes, I’d love too,” “Give me your number, I’ll text you the details of when and where and what you should bring!” “Okay!” Hyojin handed (Y/n) his phone and let them add their contact to it. “See ya on Thursday if we don’t run into each other before then!” “Bye,”
Thursday rolled around and classes were over, (Y/n) was at a convenience store to get some drinks for them and the two boys as (Y/n) had been tasked with bringing drinks. (Y/n) was feeling excited to meet with the two nice boys once again, they thought they’d be nervous but they weren’t, probably because Hyojin and Seungjun had been so nice and welcoming. After buying some different drinks, (Y/n) began walking over to the location Hyojin had sent. When they got their, they searched for the bright red hair but couldn’t find it, (Y/n) felt sad, had they been played? Had the boys just been fooling around? That was until they heard two voices shouting their name.
“(Y/n)! Over here!” They turned a bit to the left and saw two boys jumping and waving their arms around as they shouted (Y/n)’s name. Hyojin no longer had bright red hair but now he had a light blonde color. “Hey, I was trying to look for you by your hair color but you changed it,” “Yeah, I got tired of the red, also my teachers didn’t appreciate it, said it was distracting,” As he said distracting he made a funny expression and used a mocking tone, making his two friends laugh. “Well, the red looked good on you but so does the blonde,” “Thanks, (Y/n)!”
And so the three sat in a park, talking about their lives both before meeting and the most recent days, (Y/n) didn’t feel like an outsider or like they had just met the two boys two days ago, no (Y/n) felt like they had known each other their entire lives. Finally, they could enjoy this adventure. Finally, that small apartment wasn’t vast and lonely, no it was slowly getting filled with happy memories, photos, trinkets, and moments from hanging out with the two guys. And Thursday picnics were no longer just a Hyojin and Seungjun thing, it was now a Hyojin, Seungjun, and (Y/n) thing.
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Trigger Warning!!: Reader is anxious about embarrassing themselves
Summary: Though you tried avoiding participating, you get paired in the three legged race together with class president Seungjun.
Word Count: 1,004
A/N: Actually ONF are not on my writing list but I’m making an exception. It took me super long to write this (I’m super sorry about that), partly because I don’t really know ONF, but also because I originally went with an e2l plot and then decided to scrap the idea. The sports day idea came to me while I was reading webtoon, I hope you like it too :) - Admin J
The door to the classroom opened with a loud thud as the class president Seungjun walked inside, waving around a sheet of paper. The whole class got quiet, excited to hear what this was about.
"Everyone, sports day is in a week, so the teacher asked me to assign who will be participating in which sport."
Cheers and groans were going around the classroom equally after his announcement. Personally you weren't a fan of sports day, not because you weren't athletic but more because you didn't feel like embarrassing yourself in front of the eyes of the whole school. So you tried your best to avoid participating.
"Alright, so the last event would be the three legged race... anyone up for that?" It was quiet in the classroom, if this was a cartoon there would probably be a cricket sound effect. The class president sighed, "I guess I'll do it then, but I need someone to be my partner."
That's when it happened, one of your pencils decided to roll off the desk and cause a noise that had everyone looking at you. "Hey, Y/N isn't participating in any event yet!" Someone noticed and before you could even protest your name was already noted down next to Seungjuns.
His eyes lit up as he send you a smile, that you couldn't even return, still too perplexed about what had just happened. Then he walked back out to give the list to the teacher.
~*~
After classes were over, you were about to leave school grounds when someone called out for you. As you turned around you found Seungjun sprinting towards you. He halted next to you, gasping for air, "Y/N, since we're participating in the race together, should we practice some time?" You guessed he was right. Since you already had to participate it wouldn't hurt to practice.
"How about tomorrow after class? We can meet up on the sports field." You suggested and Seungjun agreed instantly, "I'll bring a ribbon to tie our legs. Can I walk with you for a while?" His question caught you off guard, but since you were walking in the same direction anyway you didn't mind.
"You didn't seem to be too excited about sports day, do you not like it?" Seungjun made small talk during the walk. You shrugged, "It's not that i dislike it, I'm just scared I'll embarrass myself in front of everyone." "Oh, but why would you? Sports day is about having fun, don't worry, no one will laugh about you if you make a mistake."
Well that was easy for him to say, everyone loved him. People would never laugh about him, you however would probably be like a clown show for them.
"Remember Y/N, we're a team, so I'll make sure you don't have to be embarrassed!" Seungjun called out with a smile before your ways parted.
~*~
The next day you met Seungjun at the sports field as promised. When he tied your right foot together with his left, you realized how close the two of you had to be for this game. It got you nervous, but not uncomfortable, however you wondered how Seungjun was feeling about it.
"Alright should we walk up to the line there? We can start slow in the beginning." If he was affected by the close proximity he didn't show it at all. As you started practicing it went well in the beginning, but as Seungjun picked up the pace, you eventually stumbled over your feet and since Seungjun was connected with you it ended with the both of you toppled over on the ground.
"I'm so sorry." You profoundly apologized to Seungjun who was laughing. "Y/N, I'm fine, really. Are you?" He asked as he pulled you up with him, considerate of the fact that your feet were still tied together. "Yeah I'm fine." You dusted off your knee, which hurt a little bit, but it would only be a bruise.
"Ok, lets try again. How about I do this." he suggested putting his arm around your shoulder to stabilize the two of you, "this way I can make sure to catch you if you fall." It was sweet of him to ask for your consent. With this new strategy your running quickly improved and your tempo finally synched up.
~*~
When sports day came around you were beyond nervous. Sure thanks to Seungjun practice had gone well, but could you perform just as good against all the other competing teams?
"Hey Y/N, you ready?" Seungjun popped up behind you, draping one of his arms over your shoulder. He was still sweaty from participating in the soccer match and his cheeks were glowing red from exhaustion. "I guess, but are you?" handing him a bottle of water to refresh himself, he took it happily.
After drinking half of the bottle he used the other half to pour it over his head to cool down. You screeched when some of the water splashed on you as well and pushed him away lightly, while he laughed about your reaction.
Seungjun and you had gotten quite close due to training together quite a few times. You were sure that definitely helped in improving your tempo together as well.
"All students participating in the three legged race come forward!" a teacher announced through a megaphone. Seungjun and you moved forward, along with the other participants. Before the race could begin someone checked that your feet were tied together correctly.
As you were getting ready Seungjuns arm wrapped around your shoulder as practiced. The two of you nodded at each other, determined to win. After the kickoff you started running, not focusing on the other pairs around you, just as Seungjun had told you during practice.
You hadn't even realized you won until your classmates came storming over to congratulate you. However before they could reach you Seungjun had already embraced you in a bone crushing hug, "See! I told you Y/N! You won't be embarrassed!"
Omg someone else who finally writes for ONF??????? AND WITH A DOM READER?? Amazing. Wyatt + begging please omg.... maybe with something where he's on his knees or something 👀
I don’t officially write for ONF... until now. Now I do. Oh no 😰
Warnings: begging, footjob, sort of degradation (but he sees it more as praise lol)
"Please." Jaeyoung's voice is hoarse, deep and wrecked - he loses his voice so easily that you'd have been concerned if you didn't know from experience that he'd be totally fine tomorrow. His hair has gotten long, hangs into his eyes, so you reach out to tenderly brush it away. He blinks at you in gratitude, eyes wide and dark, shining.
"I feel like you're getting worse at this whole begging thing." You can't help the laugh that escapes you, but he just smiles up at you anyway from his place kneeling in front of you, tilts his head so he can rest his cheek against your knee. He's built, broad in the shoulders, but he's kept his arms carefully folded behind him all the while, always so obedient.
"Sorry." You can tell that he genuinely is, though he doesn't say anything else either, content to just rest next to you even if that meant you weren't touching him at all. It sends a bothersome burst of affection through you, because you want to be strict but it's just so hard when he acts like this.
"You don't sound it, baby." You nudge him with your foot, watch the way he jerks as you come in contact with his cock, still trapped in his underwear. You know he must be absolutely aching, but he just breathes in deep through his nose and forces himself to stay still.
"If you're not going to beg for it, then I'm not going to do anything. You'll have to do the work yourself." His dark gaze meets yours slowly as that sinks in, before he carefully moves to begin rolling his hips against your foot, mouth dropping open and brow furrowing. He's so lovely. "Look at you, humping my leg like some horny little puppy."
It sounds like you're insulting him but he glows at the comment instead, turns his face up towards yours. It's so cute, how intimidating he can look in his everyday life, and how easily that image strips away here with you. Cute. You lean down to press your lips to his own, his hips stuttering against you as he pauses briefly to focus on your lips.
