#WARNING THIS IS SUPER LONG ☠️

[moonpetrichors-blog]

you're currently carrying 'avatar x reader' with your absolutely amazing works, so i have another request for you, love, if that's alright <33

no idea how to properly start this, but basically neteyam and y/n are a thing- and even though y/n is like super grateful for his protection, lately she's been feeling just like another of his many responsibilities, not a partner. so they grow a bit distant, to that point where even his family notices, and when they try to talk it out they get into an argument. pretty much angst (because i love it👹👹👹) !!!!!!!!!!!!! and it's totally up to you if it ends with fluff or angst. oh and i thought maybe it could take place when they arrive to the metkayina clan, because it would mean y/n left everything behind just for neteyam (and his amazing family ofc🤞🤞🤞), but the way he begun to treat her, makes her think she might regret that decision= more aNGST‼️‼️but that's up to you- whatever you're more comfortable with :)) okay, byeee!!! have a nice day!!!

(i'm @introvert-pansexual btw😧)

Not A Responsibility

Tags: Neteyam x Omaticaya!Reader, Oneshot, Fem!Reader, Angst, Fluff At The End (Not Really)

Warnings: Tiny Bit Toxic, Mentioned Jealousy

Ever since you left the Omaticaya clan for your boyfriend, you’ve felt suffocated by his overprotective nature. You’re his partner, not just another one of his responsibilities or trouble-seeking siblings. And it hurts, knowing that he treats you like you are less his mate than burden. You think you might regret leaving your home for him.

UR SO NICE OMG😭😭❤️❤️ I love every request I get HSJQISIWJ some days my brain is just poop cause i cant think up ideas so these are nice to get ☠️☠️ also yuh I kinda inferred that u switched accs bc i stalk my followers LMAOAOAO anywayss this deffo isnt my best work but ive been kinda tired lately so like sorry if its not that great 😭😭

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╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-╰┈➤ ❝ [08/01/23] ❞   

 You and Neteyam have been dating. For a long time, actually.

You grew up together, and the tight friendship you built inevitably developed into feelings of attraction. You were anticipated to be mated to one another, and the Sully family cherished you.

Jake used to torment his son before you began dating. He'd make remarks about how you two reminded him of him and Neytiri, and how Neteyam had to entice you with the superb wooing genes he inherited from him. Neytiri would slap him on the back of the head and order him to be quiet. However, she couldn't argue with Jake's teasing. A lovely girl like yourself resembled a second daughter to her; if her son didn't put a ring on it, she would drag him by the ear.

You felt your throat constrict and your eyes burn with tears the day Neteyam informed you Jake was forcing his family to pick up and move. How were you supposed to just carry on and forget about your relationship?

You couldn't. As a result, you left with him. You would fly for a thousand days on an Ikran, cross vast oceans, and abandon your home a million times more for Neteyam and his family. Neteyam considered himself extremely fortunate to have you.

However, after finally settling in with the Metkayina, you began to sense a twinge of foreboding. You felt homesick, and you knew that relocating to a whole new clan would be difficult. Neteyam appeared to be taking it the hardest though, so you did not want to complain.

You noted how his shoulders tensed more frequently, or how he wore a faint grimace when alone. You were outsiders in this place, and they treated you as such. Neteyam couldn't help but be uptight whenever the olo'eyktan's son harassed his siblings, but he lost his composure when he sought to bother you.

Or, more accurately, flirted with you. Neteyam had a reputation for being a jealous boyfriend. You and his family were fully cognizant of this, but to the casual onlooker, he always appeared calm and collected. When Aonung penetrated your personal space, you recognized how Neteyam would surreptitiously linger nearby, or extended an arm around you. It drove him insane.

When he first started acting that way, you would coo at him and envelop him in your embrace while calling him sweet. You believed his protectiveness over you was adorable, and it was flattering to say the least. Neteyam, on the other hand, had nothing to be concerned about. You were solely interested in him.

...

Regardless of your unconditional affection, it seemed that the more Neteyam stayed in the Awa'atlu village, the more awful he grew.

Irrespective of Aonung's unwanted attention (which had long since faded), nothing made Neteyam happy anymore. When you tried to kiss him, he would either accept it reluctantly or brush you away. If you wished to spend time with him, he would acquiesce, but would eventually talk about his siblings or babysit. Nonetheless, he would be fiercely protective of where you went or what you did.

You couldn't condemn Neteyam for being nervous and tense all the time, but it seemed that no matter what difficulties you were encountering in your relationship, he began to treat you as if you were just another one of his trouble-making siblings. Another chore added to his long list of responsibilities.

Neteyam’s protection used to be charming, but it was now just smothering. It seemed like you were so distant from your boyfriend, yet also so close to him. You began feeling less like his partner, yet it also caused you to feel guilty when you were emotional in front of him. You knew you had no right to complain because you left the Omaticaya clan by your own volition. How could you grumble about it when your lover was enduring greater struggles?

This was a recipe for disaster.

...

You no longer felt comfortable communicating your concerns to your boyfriend. Each time you sought to bring up your reservations about how Neteyam was treating you, he was too preoccupied with his own life to give much heed to your conversation or relationship.

You eventually gave up on your efforts to work it out. If he were to behave distant from you, you would respond with the same energy. You two gradually drifted away, the gulf between you expanding by the day. Neteyam's family became quite alarmed when they noticed how seldom you two were interacting nowadays.

Jake and Neytiri encouraged Neteyam to try to spend some quality time with you again, and that he could set his other obligations aside. They'd maintain a close eye on their other children so Neteyam wouldn't have to fret about them.

He agreed begrudgingly, unable to say no to his parents. You were thrilled when he sought you out for a casual date, the first in a long time. There was a nagging whisper in the rear of your mind that gnawed at you, warning you he just wasn't the same, but you dismissed it. He'd come to find you, hadn't he?

...

You were deflated throughout the duration of your date. The longer time passed, the more you could feel the ominous mood rattling deep in your bones. During your time together, all Neteyam could think about was how much this move had stressed him out, and now he had to be concerned about paying you attention as well. It was apparent from his expression that he was not enjoying himself.

You couldn’t take it anymore.

You snapped at his indifferent attitude. “Can you stop zoning out and actually listen to me for once?”

If Neteyam was trying to fake a smile before, he definitely wasn’t anymore. “What do you mean? This whole entire date I’ve been only listening to you!”

You scoffed at this. His mind was in a whole other place for the entire duration of it. “You never have time for me anymore, and when you do, you act like I’m some burden on your to do list!”

Neteyam felt his blood go hot. Before he could stop himself, he began to yell. “It’s not my fault I can’t give you attention all the time! My parent’s are always putting pressure on me to make sure everyone’s looked after and well behaved, including you!”

Then, his voice dropped to a cruel whisper. “Do you think I wanted to go on this date?”

That was the juncture at which you felt so enraged that you couldn't prevent the tears from cascading down your flaming cheeks. Neteyam's countenance didn't alter in response to your outburst, which only served to make you angrier.

You practically screamed at him. “You’re such a dickhead! You’ve changed, Neteyam.” You began sobbing.

“The only reason I’m mad isn’t because you don’t give me enough attention, it’s because every time we’re together you completely neglect my feelings! You make everything about you!”

He remained still as you wiped your angry tears away, then jutted a finger against his chest. “For someone who acts like they’re always looking after everyone else, you’re so incredibly selfish with me.”

In the face of your harsh comments, Neteyam remained silent and unmoving. He was speechless; he didn't know what to say. The rage was still coursing through his veins, but all he could do was hearken to your never-ending shouts.

Your voice dropped an octave, and you glared into his eyes which you once looked so fondly into. “I’m not another responsibility of yours. I regret ever following you here. If I knew you’d turn out like this, I would’ve saved myself the heartache and found a new partner instead of leaving everything behind for someone that won’t even give me the time of day. You could at least try to act happy to be around me.”

That made his heart break, and he could feel the tears beginning to gather in his eyes too. He couldn’t believe you would have ever found it in you to say that to him. “Fine, do what you want. I tried to spend time with you, and you turned it into an argument.”

He pivoted on his heel, and stormed away from you on the threshold of tears. When he was far enough away, he let the tears flow.

Your voice carried from halfway across the beach. “Fine then, if you want me so bad, I guess I’ll go!”

You, too, turned your back on him and dashed away to find somewhere to cry privately. You felt like such a child.

...

It was growing dark, and eclipse was approaching.

You still hadn’t returned to the marui you shared with the Sully family, and Jake was beginning to get worried. “Where’s Y/N?”

That question was obviously directed towards Neteyam, but he remained sulking instead of replying.

Neytiri’s patience was thinning with her son’s out of character behavior. “That girl doesn’t know her way around the Awa’atlu village. She could be lost!”

Jake rubbed the bridge of his nose, glancing at the sky. He shared Neytiri’s sentiment, as his son still wasn’t talking. What the hell happened on your date?

Although Neteyam appeared furious, he was actually feeling quite guilty. Your reality check tugged at his heartstrings, and now you could be injured, or worse, lost, because he told you to be. He sprung from his seat and raced out the marui, unable to sit still any longer.

Jake's shouts for his son to return at that instant went unfulfilled. Even if Neteyam was angry with you, he was still afraid that something awful would happen, and he'd never forgive himself if it did.

Neteyam called your name as he ran throughout the village. However, no matter how much terrain he covered, or how many times he bellowed your name into the frigid night air, your voice did not respond. He was sweating nervously now, terrified about not being able to locate you. What if he never found you?

Those fears, however, were quickly dispelled into the wind whipping behind him as he hurried towards the sound of sniffling behind a nearby tree. Neteyam scratched the back of his neck, unsure what to do. As he drew near to your weeping figure, he stepped on and snapped a twig, capturing your attention.

You spun around to investigate the source of the noise, only to discover that it was your idiot boyfriend. Neteyam urged you to relax, then sighed and settled besides you.

Before you could protest against him taking a seat next to you, he hugged you tightly and apologized.

“I’m sorry. I’m the way I am right now because I don’t want anything bad happening to you, or my siblings. I can’t imagine ever losing you.”

You let your rage disappear, leaning into his embrace as he continued to talk.

“I know I’ve been a real idiot lately, and I’ll try to show up more in our relationship. My personal problems aren’t your fault.”

Your prior resentment faded as he brushed your tears away with his thumb, and you buried your face in his chest, allowing your arms to wrap around his midriff.

“I’m sorry for saying I wished I stayed behind and found someone new. That was a lie, I’d never be able to move on.”

Neteyam felt his chest tighten at your words, and merely hugged you tighter. “I’ll never hurt you again.”

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[99liners]

I missed you a lot here 💜 good to see you back!

I've been struggling with insomnia for a while now and I keep searching for soft ASMR or drabbles to fall asleep.

I have a soft taetaeme req (☠️) yeah I'll choose the most unusual genre of man to make you write fluffy drabble for me.

Kaiho!Jungkook (oops 🥹)

I want this inhuman to be like a human even if it's for a short span of time.

maybe could you write a fluffy drabble of him being all soft for her, back hugging her in the shower while she brushes her teeth half asleep with closed eyes but she woke up just to cook for him (even tho it's a sunday)

and he kisses her and maybe rewards her with sum intense oral uwu. You obviously do add and enhance according to your ideas.

Much love

Evie 🧚🏻‍♀️

opus kaiho, drabble number 3 / tatemae series 建前:

pairing: detective!jeon jeongguk x trophy!wife reader genre: fluff, smut, marriage!au, age-gap!au (7 years). words: 3.375. (cmon guys, it's been long established that i am incapable of understanding the meaning of the word 'drabble'.) warnings: i suck at fluff so brace yourselves for the second-hand embarrassment lmao, showering together, smexy times, eating out, fingering, pussy licking, orgasm (f), kaiho!jjk accidentally walks through a portal and becomes soft for a night ahaha, js. original one-shot: kaiho part of: tatemae; 建前 — a bts series a/n: i am sorry love that you are having sleeping issues. i have had insomnia since middle school now and at this point i have just given up on having a sleeping routine. i really hope you can return back to your rhythm very soon! i had to physically restrain myself from writing angst ahahah xD also, if it feels like jk is not that great at pleasuring his wife, it's intentional because although i wanted to make it super fluffy for you but kaiho!jk gotta stay true to his character to some degree uwu. hope you enjoy! <3

jeongguk unlocked the front door with the personal key attached to his car keys and his desk-locker key from work. his head coming in contact with the material of the door briefly while his hands manoeuvred the lock to finally open the door as he let out a soft sigh.

he hates summers, it is brutal. while the world is enjoying summer breaks, he is working double shifts due to the sheer number of officers submitting requests for vacations.

bam greeted his owner at the doorway, sniffing jeongguk's pant legs while his tail wagged. he can always smell the faint traces of the police labrador retriever dog from his owner's work clothes.

"there's my good boy," a smile appeared on jeongguk's otherwise tired face as he scratched bam's head affectionately.

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the detective made his way inside the house, with bam on his tail, taking off his jacket and discarding it on the kitchen countertop. he was expecting to see you in the kitchen, given you usually are arranging dinner at this time. finding the space empty, he meant to walk away to the bedroom but noticed two boxes of chocolate wrapped in a ribbon. they looked like they were about to melt so jeongguk stored them in the refrigerator before finally making his way to the bedroom.

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taking off his department badge, he kept it away on the nightstand but owing to his carelessness, the badge fell to the floor in the narrow space between the bed and the nightstand. he would have picked it up but his mind was preoccupied with the sound of the shower running. barely unbuttoning his shirt, jeongguk pushed open the bathroom door with a soft nudge of his feet.

there you were, taking a cold shower to fight the summer. you were facing the shower, just letting it wash away the heat while some pop song blasted through your mobile that you had propped somehow to prevent it from touching the water.

jeongguk walked in through the crack in the shower curtains with his work trousers still on, "hey baby," his hands slowly wrapped around your waist, closing in a wrap with one hand on top of the other right above your belly button.

you wringed the water from your hair, which trailed down jeongguk's chest, before turning to him, "hi," a lump in your throat from the inactivity. it has been way too hot these days and you refuse to go out anywhere, only ever stepping out if it is an utmost necessity.

(the game of 'do i absolutely need this?' 'is it absolutely necessary for survival?' playing way too often on your mind)

earlier in the afternoon you noticed that bam's dog food had finished so you made a trip to the local supermarket with bam. you love shopping with him, because although he is a ray of sunshine but a doberman still scares the shit out of people so the annoying salesmen stationed at almost every other aisle these days with their free samples never approach you; an all-in-all peaceful shopping trip.

while you were checking out the items, at the cashier counter there were boxes of chocolates stacked with the tag 'buy 1 get 1!'. you cannot recall seeing your husband eating sugary food as much, he mostly eats meals at home and you do not really keep track of what he eats while he is at work. you would not necessarily call him a dessert person. so the debate went on for a while before you finally got one box and checked it out too. you are not sure why you bought them but you just wanted to get your husband some chocolates? what is so wrong with it? why can't you just get your husband some chocolates? :/

"you are taking an early shower today," your husband mentioned from behind you, his chin coming to rest on your shoulder, letting the shower water run over him.

"gguk, it's 1am," you mumbled, your hands coming down to rest atop his. unspoken, your bodies started swaying slightly to the tune of the song blasting through your phone as a slow song came on the shuffle.

for a brief moment he stopped moving but then continued the motion, "right. i am sorry, it's been so tiring these days. i've lost track of time. did you have dinner?"

"no." you replied with bated breath, a part of you was waiting for him to initiate something. i mean given his past nature, isn't it a given that this is going to lead to sex?

but your husband lives to surprise you. his hands never unclasped from your waist, but instead stayed firmly in place.

"you don't need to wait for me if i'm late," his face nuzzled in the crook of your neck, inhaling the scent of your body wash.

"it's not fun eating alone," you finally released the tension, letting your figure slump back on his.

"mhm," humming, jeongguk closed his eyes.

"hey hey hey," your sprinkled some water on his face watching him scrunch his nose up which made you chuckle, "i know you are going to fall asleep. let's go eat."

"noooo," there was a whiny tone in his voice, as he only tightened his grip when you tried to break free.

"you need to eat, don't you have duty in the morning?"

"i am going to set fire to that precinct, every time i finish some paperwork, another pile of files just get dumped on my desk."

"wow, any other pyromaniac tendencies that i should know of?"

"please let's just stay like this, just for a while," jeongguk turned you around to face him this time, to stare into your eyes as intently as he had on your wedding day while reciting his vows.

"you'll catch a cold, sick gguk is a whiny little complaining brat," you chuckled, wrapping your arms around his neck, your bare chest coming in contact with his.

"i don't care," he kept swaying with you, his hold around you comforting as his arms enveloped you whole like a warm shawl.

"we shouldn't waste water," you suggested once more.

"i don't care," he reiterated again. there was not a single ounce of annoyance in his voice, he seemed at peace with his face nuzzling into your neck again.

a few moments passed before you reached your hand behind your back to turn the knob off, "i got you chocolates."

"huh? why?" again, he was not annoyed, just genuinely surprised.

"what do you mean why? i can't get my husband some chocolates?!" you pulled away from the embrace, your hands propped on his chest, the vein in your forehead pulsing; ready to throw hands.

"whoa whoa whoa, baby, calm down."

"no tell me why! why can't i just get you chocolates? what's so wrong in that?" you glared daggers at him.

"you..." jeongguk let a soft chuckle, "you are so tiny and cute."

"i got you chocolates and you are going to eat them."

"won't say i'm much fond of them but i guess it won't hurt to try."

"yes, you're going to eat them and smile and say 'thank you my dear wife, you're the best. what would i possibly do without you'"

"is that so?"

"yes and then-"

he cut you off this time, "and then i will return the favour and maybe eat you out for the dessert after dessert."

you hit his chest laughing before finally breaking free of the embrace this time, "wash up, i will get dinner ready."

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"where are the chocolates?" you asked as you walked into the bedroom after warming up the dinner.

jeongguk was sprawled across the bed, his eyelids drooping down with sleep, the water from his semi-wet hair being soaked by the pillow cover, "i put them in the fridge," he yawned mid-sentence.

"well, the food's ready. let's go."

"you take out the chocolates and i will be there."

humming, you walked out to the kitchen and opened the fridge door but did not find the box anywhere. rummaging around the vegetables tray and behind the other tupperware boxes, you opened the freezer door just to be sure and lo and behold, he had put it in the freezer over the ice tray and now the packet was frozen and sticking to the ice tray.

"jeon jeongguk!" you speed-walked to the bedroom only to find him fast asleep, soft snores filling the silence in the room.

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next morning:

pressing on the volume up button, you quieted down the alarm blaring like a war horn on a beautiful sunday morning at 05:00. your husband gets early day offs on sundays but he has to clock into work early too.

putting on a headband to keep your hair away from the face, you walked to the washroom by muscle memory as your eyes were half-lidded from sleep. you reckoned if you had fallen asleep again, you might not be able to wake up on time so you pushed yourself off the bed. you squeezed the toothpaste tube on the bristles of your toothbrush, unsure if it indeed was the toothpaste or your facewash, you started brushing. your rhythm faltered every now and then as you kept falling asleep doing the mundane routine.

most mornings you wake up about half an hour before jeongguk has to leave for work. he is not a picky eater and eats whatever you put on a plate in front of him. actually, most mornings he is done making sandwiches by the time you wake up to make him something. you both then enjoy the sandwich he made as you see him off to work.

since he went to sleep last night on an empty stomach (and so did you, missy), you wanted to make him a heavy breakfast, something more than just two pieces of bread.

halfway through, you heard your alarm again and your eyes shot open. you must have snoozed your alarm instead of dismissing it and five minutes later it blared again. your brain must have lagged from the sleep because by the time you finally decided that 'oh hey i should turn off the alarm before jeongguk wakes up,' jeongguk already had woken up and appeared behind you.

"morning," he mumbled before walking inside to use the toilet.

you finally finished washing up and pat dry your face with the towel by the time your husband walked out, his eyes all scrunched up, his hand scratching an itch on his belly.

"why are you up so early?"

"to make breakfast for you," you said walking into the bedroom.

"i don't leave for like more than two hours, let's go back to sleep."

"i know," you hummed, fixing your hair.

before he could protest further and albeit successfully convince you to come back to bed, you walked to the kitchen and got the breakfast started.

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you served two bowls of naengmyeon and galbitang before returning to the cooking station to finish the last dish which you mean to pack for his lunch at work.

by the time you turned the stove off after giving it a last stir, the bibimbap was perfectly cooked. still standing there meaning to clean up, you felt jeongguk sneaking up behind you, hugging you close. this movement and position are slowly feeling so familiar to you; you can get used to this.

"who is going to eat all this?" he asked softly, placing soft kisses along the side of your neckline.

"you are," you asserted, wiping away the spills from the stovetop.

"but then what about my dessert?"

"the chocolates?"

"no, you."

your head had a whiplash with the way you turned to him.

"what? you thought i was rambling last night? i remember everything i say, baby."

"you have to go to work," shrugging, you casually mentioned the time restraint.

"it's worth to be late 'cause of that."

"get ready," elbowing him in the belly, you tried to pus him away but jeongguk was unrelenting today.

his lips were already on your soft spot, his tongue darting out to allow soft kittenish licks — you held your place but what definitely pushed you over the edge was his hand, wrapped around your lower stomach, slowly creeping down, his palm taking shape to sculpt your mound. the moment his hand came in touch with the sensitive bundle of nerves down there, your spine bent over — almost in routinely motion to such ministrations — giving way for your ass to attach snuggly and poke into his crotch area.

"your body is so soft and sensitive to my touch," your husband mentioned from behind you. he took a step back and helped guide you to the kitchen countertop on the other side of the cooking station, urging you — with soft touches and gestures of his hands to get on top of the counter. you did as he bid, getting on your knees on the counter, your ankles slightly falling off the edge but were firmly supported by jeongguk's hands which crept up the satin slip dress. it already barely covered your asscheeks, all he had to do was push it up by a few inches and he had a clear view of your panties.

"so delicious," he hummed, more to himself, as he lowered himself to come face to face with your heat. his hands which crept up to your hips moved towards the hem of your panties — hooking his fingers on either side, he slid the material down to your bent knees. a single string of arousal connected to the crotch of your panties stretched, extended to its limit and broke into thin air following that movement. jeongguk licked his lips, the corners of his mouth watering at the sight in front of him — he is hungry, both literally and figuratively.

he let his fingers massage your clitoral hood, the thin flap of skin moving in a rhythmic motion, sending incomplete jolts throughout your body. feeling the bit of arousal now on the pad of his fingers, jeongguk used his index fingers to hold the flaps open to expose the tiny nub of flesh full of nerve endings to the open air. it felt both cold and hot at the same time, making your toes twitch.

it felt like eternity but in reality it had been only mere seconds before jeongguk's tongue protruded out and flicked against your little nub, slowly at first before picking up a steady tempo — stimulating that tight bundle of nerves as they let out tension, becoming putty at your husband's expense. all this time, you held your lips tautly together, only letting escape soft hums of affirmation; 'nnngh' 'mmhm'. one of your palms was connected flat out to the marble top while the other was curled at the edge, holding on to the cold surface to maintain your balance.

jeongguk touched your vulva with the base of his tongue and slowly moved his head upwards from the bottom of your vagina to the top till the tip of his tongue passed over your clitoris. he repeated the motion a few times, breaking contact every time he reached the top and then starting over from the bottom till he started feeling the arousal now leak out on his tongue. to cover as much of your vagina, he kept his tongue relaxed, wide and flat, letting his head and neck muscles do the work while his tongue stayed unmoving. (the secret to that killer jawline.) he was able to maintain the pace for a few moments before speeding up his ministrations.

a soft 'ah' left your lips, finally verbalizing your moaning but much like female masturbation, speed only takes you over to the edge but does not bring about that much needed final release. looking forward, you glanced at the clock in the dining hall which read 06:59 and your husband has to leave by 07:30 for duty. letting your upper body lower down to the cold marble — your nipples becoming hard and sticking out in a painful stance — you let your dominant hand reach down to that little bundle of nerves and started massaging it, accompanying jeongguk's movements.

"yes, just like that," you almost regretted moaning that out because your husband quickened up his pace. you made a mental note to tell him later that just like that does not mean speed up, it always means keep that steady motion.

bursting away those thought bubbles, you let yourself drown in the overstimulation, feeling yourself reaching that edge.

"let it go baby, let me taste it all," he lapped his tongue at the arousal, making sinful noises echo throughout the walls. this time when he started over, you did not feel his tongue on your vagina next but his lips as he sucked up your clit — sucking and releasing.

"fuck," your toes curled up, eyes closed shut as your fingers picked up speed as well.

"mine mine mine, yes," he let a slap on your right asscheek.

just a bit more of his growing unsteady ministrations along with your fingers working that coiled nub and you came undone on his tongue, finally letting your upper body completely flat on the countertop, your lungs taking in the air.

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jeongguk took a quick shower and got dressed, trying to hurry up as he was going to be late.

"well what about the breakfast? i made all that for you!"

"pack it all, i will eat in the precinct."

"no you wont, i know your team will eat the most of it."

"i promise i will eat it."

"well you better, i am your wife and i made that food for you." you pointed your index finger and tapped at his chest.

"well of course you are my wife and yes that food is for me. now hurry up, baby," he gently spanked your left asscheek this time, making it even from earlier, after finishing buttoning up his shirt. you rolled your eyes walking out to the kitchen to pack the food.

jam-packing all of the food into bento boxes, you finished with keeping the box of chocolates on top of the insulated carry-on lunch bag.

jeongguk, now completely clad in his uniform, came out and took the bag from you in a hurry. well, it was 07:47 already so he was late, "bye," pecking your lips, he walked out.

after the door closed behind him, you took out last night's dinner and put it in the oven to warm it up since you still haven't eaten anything and just packed away all of the breakfast.

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it hadn't even been ten minutes when you heard your phone ringing.

"hey, what's up?"

"i left my badge at home."

"where is it?"

"i think i put it on the nightstand."

you were already in the bedroom looking for the badge by the time he mentioned it, "nope, it's not here."

"then i don't know woman, i need it."

"men," you rolled your eyes before cutting the call.

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after finishing your breakfast and retrieving the badge with the help of bam, you walked into your husband's precinct with the badge in your hand when you noticed the team gathered around jeongguk's table.

making your way over, the smell of food wafted your nostrils and you watched as the team relished the breakfast while your husband had maybe bit of it.

minjun turned after swallowing the last spoonful of the bibimbap, "oh mrs jeon, thank you so much for the breakfast. it's great!"

you gave him a close-lipped smile, blinking a few too many times before turning to your husband who took a visible gulp.

after the crowd in front of your dispersed you slammed the badge down on his table and meant to walk away, but jeongguk got a hold of your wrist.

"look i saved the chocolates for myself."

"ahha? you mean the one that i see in yoona's hand?"

jeongguk stared down at his desk in panic, his eyes searching for the box of chocolates that he had kept aside to eat later, "those sneaky bastards."

"i am never cooking for you again, jeon jeongguk."

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[future-boi]

Doctober 2023 prompt #29: 2023

Warning: Long post

I dragged my bestie to go see the Broadway musical version of bttf earlier this year. IT WAS WONDERFUL. 💝💝💝

We watched it back in August, so my memory isn't the clearest and I'll probably forget something, but this is a long enough post as is.

SPOILERS FOR THE MUSICAL BELOW

I mean, its just the movie but in musical format, but they add things here and there that surprised me, so if u like to be surprised... there's your warning

My friend and I sat in the middle of Row F (highlighted in green above). We wanted to be close, but not super close to have to look up at a weird angle. It was crazy to be so close AND SUPER WORTH IT. When the actors look out into the audience you can really feel like they're looking at you (from their POV they prolly dont see anything because the lights) its a really cool experience! 🤩🤩

OK SO MY FAVORITE LINE FROM THE MUSICAL THAT HAD ME ROLLING BECAUSE IT WAS SO UNEXPECTED WAS: "Is this what they call 'white trash'???" I won't spoil the full context bUT HE WAS REFERRING TO MARTY AT THAT MOMENT.

The Earth Angel scene made me love and appreciate the scene in the movie, and the song EVEN MORE THAN I ALREADY DID. THEY EVEN BROUGHT OUT THE BUBBLES AND IT WAS A WHOLE VIBE (yet another reason why I was grateful we sat in the front). They nailed the execution of the scene, people were cheering and everything during the kiss. Even I got hyped, whereas before, when I was just watching the movie, I was like 'aight.'

The atmosphere in the theater hit different frfr. When Marty and Doc reunited at the end and hugged, I let out a little, "Yay!!" They had such good chemistry on stage, my favorite moments of them were when one of them would say something crazy and then the other would go, "What?" And then the other would go, "What??" And confusion ensues.

AND THEN, AS IF UNEXPECTED STUFF DIDN'T ALREADY HAPPEN, THE MOST UNEXPECTED THING HAPPENED AT THE END. THE DELOREAN FLEW.

IT FLEW.

INTO THE CROWD.

RIGHT ABOVE US.

AND THAT MADE IT SUPER WORTH IT TO SIT CLOSE TO THE FRONT. I wonder what it looked like from the balcony though...

Can we just take a moment to appreciate Hugh Coles??? He single-handedly made me appreciate the character of George after seeing his performance.

Look at this mad lad, he got all the photos of Crispin Glover on his mirror 😱😱😱 manifested this man frfr

He's one yarn ball away from an 'I'm crazy' wall

The SASS

Man said 🚶‍♂️💅 AND IM HERE FOR IT

Ok, last pic, the matching pose 🤩💘

FR HE NAILED THE CHARACTER PERFORMANCE, IT WAS INSANE. You really gotta see it to believe it. mf from west end too so imagine my surprise when I heard him in an interview with an accent ☠️☠️☠️

Literally me throughout the whole musical:

I knew I was going to like the musical, but what I listed out here is basically the reason why I LOVED the musical. I love surprises so that's a big part of it as well.

Fave song: Used to be 'Put Your Mind To It' then it was 'It Works' but I think I settled on 'Something About That Boy' I just love duets and overlapping lines in songs. [But we all know the best song is Cake 💅]

TL,DR: The bestie and I went to see bttf the musical. i am a changed man... and now im here 🙃

#doctober 2023 #back to the future #bttf #bttf the musical #back to the future the musical #casey likes #hugh coles

[old-poptart]

requests open? Can I request head canons for Hanako and Teru who has bigger thighs then everyone else? Its literally my biggest insecurity 😭 how would they react?

a/n: yes they are!! of course you can, i also have big ol thighs so i can relate- but imagine all of the things we can crush between them 😈 onto the headcanons!

warnings: insecurities, self hate, hanako being a perv

Hanako 🌺 and Teru 🤺 with an insecure s/o with big thighs:

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Hanako 🌺:

"they're beautiful dear, makes me wanna kiss them~"

now we all know our beloved ghost shorty is a big ol pervert

he finds your thighs super attractive, they're very useful!

they make your clothes look 10x better on you, very practical pillows, a very nice seat as well, what's not there to like about them?

i feel like after hanako has had a long day of being the honorable number 7, he would just place his head on your lap and just take in your thicky-thighedness, also wrapping his arms around them as if they're what's keeping him going

if you're feeling insecure about them, he'd absolutely gas you up with so many compliments

teasing too

he also loves the texture of them!! whether they're soft, bumpy, you have cellulite, wtv you got he loves <3

don't tell him that i said this but he likes to watch your thighs jiggle whenever you walk, especially when you run in gym class

you ain't hear that from me tho

also likes to bring you some very short shorts or mini skirts to show off those marvelous thighs you got there ;)

overall just a sucker for them, it's one of his favorite body parts of yours to fantasize about

Teru 🤺:

"they're lovely, my love.. just like you"

this man will protect you with all of his heart and soul

he loves this unique feature about you!! oh how he just wants to lay his head on your lap and just nap there

he'll reassure you that your thighs are wonderful just the way they are, also expect hand kissies whenever he's complimenting or reassuring you about anything really

whenever you two are driving and you're passenger princess, he likes to grip onto your thigh and give it a little squeeze to calm you down

also when you two are cuddling, he does that thing where he scratches your inner thigh slowly and softly and man- it feels so good

i see that everyone will try to get bigger thighs whenever they see that the school prince is dating a thunder thighed cutie lmao ☠️

like hanako, he loves the texture of your thighs a lot and the shape of them too!! whether they're chunky, mishaped, or wtv you have he'll love to death

he also tends to stare at your legs if you wear tight/ short bottoms

snap him out of it plz he's been making eye contact with your legs for the past 10 minutes

your legs are intrusive thoughts to him

like he'll be working on student council stuff and boom, your thighs are stuck in his head for the next 3-6 hours, you're welcome :)

THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING THIS!! HOPE YOU ENJOY!

-ooga :D

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[gurugirl]

Halloween / Super Dark - BEWARE

Summary: This one shot contains the edited out parts for the ghost!Harry piece I wrote. It's a sort of behind the scenes with extra bits you didn't get to read the first time. I tried to make this as cohesive as possible so if seems anything feels out of order or is repetitive, just know I tried - these bits were pulled from the original one-shot and this is the result. 2.1k words

A/n & Warning: This is just debauchery and twisted sickness. Please do not read this if you don’t like or are bothered by descriptions of non-con smut, blood, descriptions of murder, sacrificial ritual murder, evil spirits and possession - and generally, I’d suggest not reading at all bc this is super dark and contains all the edited out parts of the Halloween One Shot that I felt were going to be too much for most readers - but for those who asked - good fucking luck 🖤☠️🖤

Note: If you're tagged in this it's because you wanted to be tagged in everything (and/or specifically asked to be tagged in my Halloween one shot) - don't feel obligated to read it or share it if you aren't into this kind of thing. It won't hurt my feelings one bit. Proceed with caution.

Harry had called on darkness in exchange for eternal life as a spirit of the night, evil and powerful enough to continue bringing harm and terror to people even in death. He didn’t care if that meant he would need to murder himself and his entire family. To spend an eternity as an evil spirit who could manipulate humans and bring their souls with him was to him, the perfect way to spend perpetuity. He just didn’t realize that the catch was that his eternity would be spent in his childhood home. He would not be able to leave the perimeter of the property.

Luckily for him, humans would still come to the house to visit the supposed evil spirits that haunted it. The house was quite the attraction. Especially during Halloween. Sometimes Harry would appear to them before killing them. Other times he’d just stop their hearts or snap their necks to make it clean. Now, if they ventured into the basement, well, that was another thing altogether and Harry wasn’t liable for the way they died at the hands of the vengeful ghosts that lived down there. Most of the time Harry would let them leave. Many people who broke into the house weren’t worth keeping around. Though, it turned out, that murdering a person and capturing their soul to keep in the house with him for all time wasn’t the best way to make friends. None of the spirits really wanted much to do with him. He had to force encounters with them if he wanted company.

It also didn’t help that Harry would occasionally have sex with his victims before killing them, or even after death once their being had turned into a spirit. They rarely consented and this usually just made them retreat further into the shadows. But how else would he get laid if he didn’t force a few people to have sex with him? He always tried to make sure they enjoyed it at least. But he did love the struggle. Humans tended to be easier to coerce than ghosts.

Harry just didn’t care. When Harry was alive, he was obsessed with murder, the dead, demonic sacrifice, sexual deviancy, and he longed to live forever. Ever since he was young there was something wrong with him. His parents couldn’t understand why he was so different from his sister and brother but Harry thinks it’s just because he was born evil. Which is why his pact with Angra was his logical next step. Angra is like the Holy Spirit, but opposite. The evil version of the Holy Spirit that would answer the call of those wanting to be filled with his presence.

Harry had killed countless stray animals and murdered four people before finally killing his family and himself on the morning of Halloween 54 years earlier. The murdering of his family and himself was a sacrifice to Angra in exchange for his eternal life. And Angra gave him exactly what he wanted, well, except for the part where he was bound to his home. But it wasn’t so bad. Harry still got what he wanted. Plenty of humans came his way with whom he could do as he pleased.

However, Harry did become lonely. He longed for a little companionship. Someone who wouldn’t be able to hide from him. Someone that would be his. So he began the ritual of calling on an eternal mate. He didn’t know who Angra would choose for him but he knew to trust Angra no matter what.

And when she arrived to his home the evening before Halloween it was perfect. Harry knew she was the one Angra had sent. A beautiful young woman, someone who would be dearly missed by loved ones. She was perfect.

He watched her look around the house, set up a small area to sit and perhaps sleep the night. He stood behind her as she took a picture of herself. He found it curious that she snacked on crackers and read a book. Normally people entering the house would search through everything until they got spooked enough to leave. Usually they were free to go but often enough Harry would take their life, or lure them into his bed and then take their life.

But she sat on cushions and read a book on the eve of Halloween. A curious girl, he thought. And when she pulled out her dildo (which she sadly never got to use that night) and turned on a porno he felt himself draw closer. She was more than perfect. Coming to a haunted house to masturbate, when most would already be running for the hills (or try to).

He watched her remove her pants and listened to her soft moans and when she removed her panties Harry could no longer wait to make contact.

When he appeared in his physical form, startling her, he noted right away her hesitance to run away from him. She waited a moment longer than was normal. She found him alluring as well and Harry was so excited to get her into his bed and make her his for all time.

The chase was more for Harry’s amusement than anything. He enjoyed watching her struggle and the fear that poured out of her essence fed his spirit and he was able to use that to take control of her. She wasn’t that hard. She didn’t put up much of a fight if he’s honest. And the way she so easily let him put his tongue on her pussy made him even stronger. Her humanity was slowly seeping away and his spirit dined on hers. The more he drank her down, the more her life force slipped into the ether.

The ritual of creating an eternal mate consisted of more than just murder. It was required that the ghost come inside of her during sex. That the death of the sacrifice happen on the anniversary of his own death.

The spirit would need the blood of the sacrifice in his system and then as the sacrifice was breathing her last breath, his essence would be released into hers. He bit her twice and ingested her blood, once on the neck and once on her labia. After her death he used the broken skin on her neck to drink more and to secure her strength into his soul.

The blood of the sacrifice would enter the spirit’s ghostly body and allow the ritual to commence. She had no choice. He had called to her. He didn’t know who Angra would choose, but he was quite happy with the selection.

She was soft and warm. Her throat was delicate around his thick cock and he held himself back from choking her to death on his length. He knew he needed to follow protocol so he had to pull her off of him before he got carried away. Maybe he'd try that with a different human another time, one that would be fed to the spirits below the house after he was done.

And when he finally impaled the tender flesh of her cunt with his engorged cock he knew she was his then. His purposeful plunge was sharp and painful. He needed his cockhead to get as deep inside of her as possible. He wanted to punch into her cervix and damage her insides. But just a little. Only because he was absolutely depraved and loved the idea of fucking her as she was in pain but also making her moan with the feel of his cock splitting her down the middle and bruising her insides.

And she liked it, so he went harder and increased the pressure on her neck. Her lovely cries and attempts at gasps for air made him smile. She couldn't get enough oxygen to her lungs but it only intensified her pleasure. Sure she felt the ache and they way her insides were being wrecked and torn, but she was going to come around his big dick because he was rubbing into everything inside of her walls that mattered, stuffing her full of himself, all the while, pressing into her clit at each stiff thrust.

Her slick walls were coating his long dick and when he backed away just enough to get a look at himself submerging into her he saw the blood from her labia, and probably blood from her insides getting rearranged. He was large, and especially as a ghost he could outdo any living being in size and stamina. He dipped back in and grunted at the sight of her pussy lips parting, red and swollen, aching, dripping. The sound of slick around his dick and the creak of the old box spring underneath could be heard throughout the house.

When she began to clench around him and tremble, her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Her lips had began to turn purple from the lack of oxygen and she came around his dick in a gushing burst. She couldn't cry out or moan like she normally would from such an intense orgasm, not with Harry choking her, crushing her throat. But she cracked a smile as her mouth hung open in ecstasy. She was done for.

Harry moaned at the feeling of his cock getting squeezed as she pulsed in her orgasm. Her tight hole getting utterly destroyed by his cock hammering away into her. And when she stilled as her life began to falter, he could no longer hold back from pouring himself into her. The time had come.

When he released himself into her as he held her down by the neck and drew her life into his being she rattled and grunted her last breath just as her orgasm was completed.

And now she was his. She would wake in her new form and be confused at first, which was normal, but this time, she would realize she belonged to him and she’d make a good companion.

As was always the case after taking a human’s life, there was the obligatory cleanup. The basement was where all the human remains and leftover items were hidden. Behind a damp wall, in the dark, so the other spirits could nourish themselves on human flesh. It would only take a few days, but all that would be left of her would be bones and hair.

The dark, bricked basement was a place of chaos. Harry didn’t need to worry for himself going down there. Spirits would flee once they realized he was descending the stairs. They’d hide in walls and corners, behind beams and columns. It was the living that needed to be concerned.

Sometimes a person would sneak into the house and make the unfortunate decision to go into the basement. Harry could not be responsible for what happened to any being that chose to go down there. He let them do as they pleased in the basement, as a way to have some control, seeing that the whole house was Harry’s domain. The souls he took over the years had little say or freewill, except when it came to haunting the basement. A soul that was brutally murdered in life tends to be very angry in death. So the sprits that dwelled below the house were out for revenge. Destruction.

Putting her lifeless body into the wall, Harry turned to see only a few souls peeking out of their hiding spots, “Her body is all yours. Her soul is mine, though, and she’ll be with me on the upper levels once she is reborn.”

Harry set up her pallet and placed her necklace down on the spot he found her. Now it would only take a day for her spirit to come back to him. He couldn’t wait for her to be his once and for all.

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Waking up, she felt off. Felt a bit spacy. The house looked different to her but her rational sense told her that she was just waking from a deep sleep. Her attempt to leave the house was unsuccessful. She immediately looked for another way to leave but deep down she knew something else was at play. And when she saw him her spirit knew she belonged to him.

She was a ghost like him. A spirit that would dwell in this house for eternity, bonded to Harry and forever his companion. Her sudden trust and understanding went beyond her own logic. But she accepted her fate to be with the man who called for her soul and desired her presence with him. The pair sunk into the shadows of the house together and haunted the living that came into their domain. Y/n and Harry would now work as a team and anyone that entered would be lucky to exit with their life.

If you made it this far and enjoyed - you're a trooper. Thank you for sticking with it. Happy Halloween!

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[swampstew]

𝒞𝒶𝓅𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒦𝒾𝒹'𝓈 𝐵𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝒮𝓅𝑒𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁

Welcome back to Raven’s Reading Nook - Tonight we have a Super Spicy chapter in honor of Kiddo's birthday. This chapter has not been officially published in 'What's the Magic Word?' since it's a future chapter but seeing as it my man's day - we're all gonna get hot and bothered.

Word Count: 3.7K Content Warning: spicy, drinking/drunk sexual encounters with consent heavily implied, established relationship between Eustass Kid X Rowena (OC - AFAB), cunnilingus, fingering, penetrative vaginal sex and anal sex, exhibitionism/filthy picture taking :D

Minors DNI - you will be blocked.

Rowena woke up at the crack of dawn and as gently as she could, extricated herself from Kid’s possessive cuddling to get ready for the day. Killer and a handful of crewmembers met her on the deck before disembarking off ship carrying massive duffel bags and large boxes.

Kid was in a sour mood while he stomped around the ship. He felt like some of the crew was missing, which he didn’t mind so much but the fact that Rowena and Killer were among the missing and had been for hours, annoyed the ever-loving shit out of him. On his birthday of all days. Assholes.

It wasn’t until late afternoon that his Witch, best friend and a horde of pirates came back to the ship, all looking incredibly suspicious of something.

“Where the fuck have you been?” he barked at them.

“Preparing for your party!” Rowena smiled at him.

“Do you not understand what a surprise party means?!” Killer snapped at her.

“But he doesn’t like surprises,” she argued with a cocked eyebrow.

That softened Kid’s edge and he hid his smile, turning to watch the waves lazily slapping against his ship while they debated on whether or not he liked surprises.

“Fuck a surprise party, show me what you’ve been up to.”

The entire crew disembarked and made their way to their future base – Cat even joined them, trotting alongside the Captain. They entered the clearing where Rowena had spent a month terraforming the landscape and Kid was left breathless at the sight.

The ground was completely leveled out and cleared of debris and foliage; she had settled large stone slabs to create a smooth floor foundation, and she had even set up tall stone walls against the mountain to create a giant, partially built entrance. It was embellished with what he assumed was an illusion as the walls had text on them that would blink and reappear – it spelled out:

 ☠️Happy Birthday Captain☠️

The band’s equipment was all set up just off the foundation. Fairy lights were woven around the walls and between barrels. A long table was set up with several glasses, bottles of liquor and barrels of rum framing the wooden table.

Killer, who had been dragging along a cart, uncovered and began to sort an array of Kid’s favorite foods on an empty table, opposite of the drinking table. Heat set down a giant box in the center of Killer’s dishes. Kid uncovered it and there was a gigantic cake with his jolly roger decorated in frosting.

“How the fuck did you pull this off?” Kid wondered aloud to no one in particular.

“Team effort,” Killer shrugged nonchalantly. “This motley crew of losers care about you or something.”

Beaming, Kid ordered everyone to start pouring drinks as he walked around taking it all in. Rowena watched him from the wall she was leaning on with the Massacre Soldier.

“Think he likes it?” she whispered.

“I’ve never seen him this surprised or speechless in the time I’ve known him; since he was this tall,” Killer lowered his hand until it hovered just below his kneecap.

“Aw little guy!” her lavender eyes twinkled.

Drinks were passed around and Kid took his place in the center, raising his glass in the air and the others followed suit.

“22 years alive in this miserable world and I couldn’t ask for a better crew to sail these wicked seas. Drink up fuckers, it’s time to party – next week we conquer!” he emptied his glass as the crew cheered and toasted. He made his way to the wall and pulled Killer into a giant hug, thumping his back excitedly. Killer wished him happy birthday again and then left the couple alone to get another drink.

Kid held out his hand and Rowena took it; he twirled her around, pulling her flush to his chest. She looked at him sweetly, “Happy Birthday Captain Kid,” she purred at him.

He crashed his lips against hers, slipping his tongue inside her mouth and dominating her. She moaned lightly against him and he pushed her up against the wall, sliding his flesh hand to cup her boobs.

Giggling she put a hand on his chest, “we have all night for that. Come on let’s enjoy your party first and then,” she whispered in his ear, making his cheeks flush deeply.

“Holy fuck well when you put it that way,” he grinned at her, giving her a final kiss before they walked to the liquor table and he commanded everyone to take shots.

As the night wore on and the pirates got slammed they all indulged in drinking games and eating every scrap of food until only the cake was left. Cat got the first taste when no one was looking. By the time Heat and Wire went to grab the cake and light the candles, part of the jolly roger had been licked clean to reveal spongey cake underneath. Shrugging to one another, they arranged the candles over the bare spot and moved on with the celebration.

Once the cake had been properly devoured, Kid started a mosh pit on the floor as Wire, Heat, Killer and Gig began playing a punk rock show. At one point Kid got on stage himself and began to sing. Rowena was genuinely surprised that the man could hold a note. She knew that he had the ability to scream and shout for long periods without going hoarse, but to hear him singing was something else entirely.

Kid looked like a genuine rockstar god on the stage with his spiked coat and long locks thrashing as he banged his head to the music. He would switch between singing passionately and then switch to guttural screaming during the more hardcore songs. His deep voice sounded natural against the sharp chords and intense metal music; the Captain could seriously consider a career in music if piracy didn’t work out for him.

Then the final song happened. Kid didn’t take his eyes off the Witch as he put his entire soul into his performance. For the first time since she met him, Rowena felt as if she’d been the one put under a spell. The way his voice flirtatiously sang the evocative lyrics against the sweet musical caresses – a stark contrast from the emo music they had been playing. It was a dark and twisted love ballad. She felt her heart tighten as Kid continued his show.

And after all the sorrow / We'll be riding high And the truth of the matter is / I'll never let you go, let you go

You go down just like Holy Mary / Mary on a, Mary on a cross Your beauty never ever scared me / Mary on a, Mary on a cross

If you choose to run away with me / I will tickle you internally And I see nothing wrong with that

The pirates erupted into cheers as the show came to an end. Rowena raised her glass to her man and blew him a kiss while his bandmates rotated around the stage to continue without the redhead as their front man.

Kid leapt off stage and strolled over to her, taking a drink from one his crew’s hands, bringing it to clink against her glass. Toasting to each other, they tried to link their arms together and drink, which proved to be a problem since Rowena’s arms were hilariously shorter than Kid’s. He threw his head back laughing as she muttered a spell to clean the spilled liquor off herself. He only stopped for the briefest moment to lap up droplets of rum off her chest that she had missed entirely.

Rowena took drink after drink, knowing she would need it to release all the tension in her body for what was to come. Several hours of partying later, the Captain was officially over it and ready to get his dick wet. He practically dragged Rowena back to the ship, panting and petting over her before they even crossed the cabin threshold.

“I know you’re excited but this is one of those nights were we’re going to have to take it a little slower than normal,” she bit her lip, suddenly unsure if Kid was capable of being that gentle with her, especially drunk. Chuckling, he smoothed her hair and kissed her gently.

“It’s not my first time doing this, I’ll be careful with you. I don’t ever want to hurt you, especially with you letting me do this. It’s your first time yeah?” She nodded shyly. “Then I’ll make it the best experience for you.”

Kid started by kissing her neck lovingly, brushing through her hair with organic fingers as his metal arm gently directed her on the bed. Rowena relaxed against him, weaving her arms around his neck as he continued placing kisses on her jaw and face. She caressed Kid’s skin with her fingers, tracing along his muscles and occasionally giving them a squeeze to which he would flex, and she would moan into his mouth, gripping the hard muscles fervently.

It turned out the Supernova was more than capable of being verrrry gentle, at least when it concerned his Witch. He started their affair with soft touches on her body as he explored her vulnerable spots, stroking, pinching, and strobing lightly against her body as he undressed her like he was slowly unwrapping a present. He sucked on her nipples for every throaty moan Rowena let out as his fingers stroked her clit, feeling her body tense as he edged out her orgasm. He moved to slip his fingers inside her core, reveling in the gushing wetness he produced from her and he spread her silkiness down her labia and to her second, tighter entrance.

With a long finger he began to gently rub the outer rim of his Witch’s ass trying to loosen her up a bit. Feeling truly fucking grateful he was the first – and most definitely the last – man to touch and explore her in this way. Truly a gift.

He heard her breath hitch and he lowered his mouth to her sopping core, murmuring out a soft, “It’s ok baby, I’ll take good care of you,” and he plunged his tongue deep inside her, lapping up her juices as her body arced into his mouth.

He let out a chuckle that made her body break out in goosebumps from the sensation. He used his pinky to gently probe the entrance of her ass, her dripping slick lubricating the area, allowing him to slip his finger in to the first knuckle. Rowena let out a gasp of pain mixed with surprised pleasure as he stilled his finger inside her, allowing her to adjust to the new feeling.

Kid’s cock twitched in anticipation but he paced himself, not wanting to overstimulate his woman and ruin the experience for her due to his insatiable hunger.

“Doing ok?” he asked in a gruff voice.

“Yeah, keep going,” she lightly panted.

He grunted and began sliding his pinky further inside her, feeling her tight walls adjust to his digit as he continued fucking her pussy with his heavy tongue. As he began to slowly pump his pinky in and out of her, his mouth began a deadly assault on her clitoris. He flattened his tongue against her bundle of nerves, stroking her with his tongue, letting the tip of his wet muscle apply direct pressure to her clit as she let out choked gasps in response to his ministrations.

His cock throbbed and leaked out precum, staining his briefs as he continued stretching her body out. He added one, then two fingers, plunging them deep into her pussy. Pumping three digits in and out of her holes rapidly, lips pursed around and sucking on her clit as her whimpers became shrill screams of pleasure.

“Oh fuck Kid, how do you always feel so fucking good,” she drawled out in a haze, tears blearing her vision as she felt her body quiver from the pleasure.

Kid chuckled, “I’m good at everything I do.”

He blew cool air against her drenched core and her hips involuntarily jutted upwards, and she let out a hiss as his pinky – still hooked inside her – pulled her back down on the mattress.

Using his metal arm, he carefully pulled his pants off, freeing his cock and settling it against her body. Kid enjoyed the feeling of her slickness soaking his sensitive skin as he rubbed against her core, letting out a throaty grunt of need.

Rowena’s hand snaked in between them and she lightly traced her fingers over his cock; gently pressing his erection more firmly against her as he edged them. They moaned in unison at the delicious feeling of steady friction on their most sensitive parts. She used her thumb to rub his sensitive head and Kid let out a loud, needy moan. Globby pearls of precum began to weep from his tip and leaked on her clitoral hood as a shooting flash of pleasure began to run through her spine to clit.

“Kid I think, I think I’m gonna…”

She could barely choke out the words as Kid sped up rocking his cock against her swollen lips, his tip harshly jutting into her clit. His precum was fully seeping out of him. After a few sharp thrusts, Rowena felt a taut pull in her lower stomach snap as her body contorted against Kid’s cock, releasing a stream of wetness as she let out a breathless screech from the sensation.

Kid gave her a salacious grin as he watched his Witch’s face go through several emotions, his pelvis now drenched from her squirting. He let himself enjoy her body, slipping his cock inside her to feel her heat warm his member as he lazily thrusted inside her while she rode out her high. Her body tightened against his throbbing cock and he grunted in response, wanting to desperately fuck her into oblivion right then and there. She seemed to want the same, her walls tightened immediately against his length in a vice grip as his cock filled her to capacity.

“Fuck, so fucking tight,” he grunted.

“You’re so fucking huge,” she moaned in response, squirming her hips to create more friction.

Kid withdrew his pinky from her body and gripped her waist as he began to mercilessly buck into her pussy. Rowena responded by wrapping her legs around his waist to angle him deeper inside her, to keep him from leaving. The redhead threw his head back and let out a strangled cry as he could feel his orgasm peaking; he knew he had to act quick or he would lose himself before he could really enjoy her.

He allowed himself a few extra pumps, indulging in the sensation of her cunt trying to milk him before he pulled out completely. Before she could protest, he plunged his fingers inside of her to continue drilling her. He curled his fingers upwards, searching for that spongey spot he knew she loved so much.

As his fingers kept her occupied, he lined his aching cock to her tight hole and probed the entrance with his tip. She let out a small hiss and he pulled back. Kid gathered as much of her slick into his hand and lubricated his shaft with it, spreading it down and over her second hole before he stuck his fingers back inside of her pussy. He lined his cock once more and waited until he could hear loud, breathy moans once more before he attempted to breach her hole.

Using all the self-restraint he had left, Kid pushed the head of his cock into Rowena’s ass, stilling once his head was fully inside to let her adjust to the sensation. She had let out a sharp gasp that was quickly overtaken with the sound of needy lust as his fingers kept rubbing inside her, dragging her attention away from the foreign intrusion.

When he heard no other objections, Kid began to push further inside her, being cautious of any noises of pain. She let out none, other than small yelps of surprise mixed with moaning. He took that as permission to keep sliding in as he rolled his hips.

It took several minutes before he fully bottomed out in her asshole and he let out a fierce whisper, “fucking gods. You’re so…gnh…tight…I feel like I can’t breathe,” he rasped, black dots appeared in his vision.

Rowena responded by clenching her body, walls tightening around his fingers and shaft alike and it made them both gasp sharply.

“Oh fuck keep doing that baby. Goddamn I’m so fucking lucky to get to have you like this,” his voice was hoarse.

She tightened her walls again and Kid snapped his head up, searching for her eyes. Lavendar and amber irises found each other and she gave him a lusty smile, obscenely licking her lips and biting down on her full bottom lip; fuck he would do anything to see her make that face every single day.

Kid stretched his body out so he could reach her face and kiss her with ferocity, his fingers working overtime in her core as he sped his thrusting. Rowena let out needy mewls as he ravished her, her brain went dumb as he aroused every part of her until she was sure she would pass out from the overstimulation.

She focused on tightening her walls with every full thrust he gave her body, drawing out more vocalized noises from the Supernova than she had ever heard from him before. He was panting, grunting like an animal as the speed of his thrusting increased; he gave out throaty moans for every squeeze she gave him, a hiss of pleasure for every scrape on his skin and scalp her nails graced him with. And her favorite sound of all – the praising he showered her with as he neared his end.

“You’re doing so good for your first-time princess. You took my monster cock inside you without complaint and you deserve a big fucking reward. I’m going to give you everything,” he moaned into her mouth.

“Is my reward you painting my insides with your cum, babe?” Rowena moaned back as he licked her lips down to her jaw, sucking on her damp flesh.

“Aye but that’s not all. I’ll coat your insides, your outside and much much more after we’re done tonight,” he promised, voice getting gruffer and she could feel his cock stiffening inside her.

He was right at the edge. Using his fingers, he began to rub her g-spot faster, adding his thumb to her clit to make her come again before he could release. He knew exactly how much pressure and speed he needed to apply make her come undone again; her body arched upwards, screaming in carnal pleasure against him while his thrusting became erratic through her pulsating orgasm.

“HOLY SHIT KID PLEASE!!!!”

Tears flowed from her eyes as she squeezed her eyes shut. Her body officially on fire as she came down from her high, finally registered the burning sensation of his cock mercilessly fucking her virgin asshole. Squeezing her walls one final time, Kid let out a mangled roar as he came. He sloppily thrusted a few times, his cum shooting out in ropes deep inside her ass.

Kid was nothing if not a depraved man. Pulling out and while his cock kept pulsing with his release, he stood above her and fisted his length as his cum kept shooting out, landing on her waist, her tits, her jaw and her hair. Rowena watched him with wide eyes as his cock just kept gushing with cum and he gave her a wicked grin. He lowered himself to her pussy, pushing in until his pelvis was flush against hers and she gasped as he thrusted harshly in her, both hands supporting himself upright as he fucked into her.

The last of his cum had spilled out but he pushed through it and kept bucking wildly into her, forcing a final orgasm to wash over him. It didn’t take long as he watched his first load dripping down her body, felt it leaking from her ass as his balls slapped against her throbbing hole. With a final, beast-like roar, he slammed his hips harshly against Rowena and came again.

His cum overfilled Rowena’s core, thick whiteness flowed out of her as she let out a throaty whine while her lover milked himself using her body. With a groan Kid was finally spent and pulled out of her, leaning backwards to admire his work.

Rowena looked completely fucking ruined; her face was flushed red and her chest was heaving from exertion. Her hair was plastered to her head and body and he could see his cum was already drying and cracking in her hair. His seed on her body was dripping down on his sheets; but the best sight of all – her asshole and pussy both oozing with his cum as both loosened holes leaked profusely.

Kid gently stroked her thick thighs as he steadied his breathing, occasionally dipping a finger into his seed and spreading it on her thighs.

“I wish I could take a picture of you like this, I want to remember this moment for the rest of my life,” he crowed, licking his lips in delight at her squirming underneath him.

Rowena gave him a cheeky smile, “there’s a camera in the chest from when we visited Dressrosa,” her eyes twinkled.

Kid shot up and ran to the chest, finding the desired item. He raced back and stood in front of her, putting his eye in the view finder and pressing the shutter. The polaroid flashed and the picture printed. He also grabbed Rowena a towel and helped wipe her off, laying together in bed as the picture developed.

It came out a little dark but it was otherwise perfect. Rowena was reclining backwards, slightly propped on her elbows with one hand squeezing a breast coated in his cum. She was winking at the camera, her tongue licking her upper lip and teeth with an impish look. The flash of the camera made his cum shine against her body, especially as it oozed from her holes. Kid grinned at the photo before tucking it into his nightstand drawer.

“Best birthday ever,” he hummed, hugging Rowena to his body with as much love as he could muster with one arm.

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[powkaboomslash]

A DREAM I HAD warning very long

i had a dream where one of my friends got like an injury involving the forehead and jaw, but for some reason I was the one to get sent to the hospital? and i hated it, there was some weird device attached to my ear and every now and then it would play a loud beep and it really made me angry and mad, and they also implanted some sort of like metal invisalign (idk the name for it) on my lower jaw? and it was hard for me to talk since it made my talking super muffled. i also turned into Ukrainian countryball for whatever reason. i took a nap in the hospital bed which looked a lot like the bed in my room that i sleep on, and then when i woke up there was a person holding the door open, he looked a lot like Jax from tadc. there was also someone else there but i forgot what he looked like. each of them said something to me like "its time to go!" and i told each of them to repeat what they said for whatever reason and they did, so they took me to this big mall lobby thing of some sort, i was walking around and talking to the professionals and then Caine from tadc put his hand on my head and was doing something to me and i didnt know what, i kept turning my head and looking at him like "bro what are you doing ☠️" and i think he took the device off my ear. then i went to school and we were assigned some special after-school classes and i was in the room where we would get called when we were ready to go to our classes, and the class I was in was all 8th grade girls (right now I identify as transmasculine but i counted myself as one of the 'girls' since I look like one) and i was confused so i looked all around the room and saw that there were no more 8th grade girls so i said "oh it must be my class now!" i signed up for some Five Nights at Freddy's thing bro idk ☠️ and I was walking down the school hallway which looked a little different from the school hallway im used to, i also saw some people sitting outside their classes and had some cool LED light things, and the hallways were dark so the LED lights looked really cool, and i also saw some of the 8th grade girls walking to the class im going to, and i finally arrived at the art class thingy. it was my art Room. but we didnt do any art at all instead we were given worksheets about 4 dreams i had (still in my dream btw) and one of them was the previous dream i had where i mistakenly got sent to the hospital and Caine touched me, and the worksheet said stuff that was VERY similar but not fully to my dream, i cant remember what it said but it did say something like "The burger ringmaster" and like yeah i saw a ringmaster but it was a teeth guy not a burger ☠️ and then i got kinda lost during the assignment and we were talking about another one of the 4 dreams we had, which i DIDNT have, and during the assignment while the teacher was talking my mind teleported me to this weird highway thingy, i could see mountains in the background and the highway had REALLY high metal fences and stuff, and i like was flung into the air, saw something like a tire, maybe I was the tire idk, and i looked down and saw one of those ruffle PFP mask thingies, and bounced off that and felt really weird, and after that i saw another PFP mask one except it was the blurry thingy, it also had something blue and a little bit of purple in it but i couldnt remember what it was, and i bounced off that too and after that i cant remember anything else. so uhhh wow what a dream

#infodump #infodumping #dream #dreams #my dreams #dream i had #a dream #a dream i had #long post #long text #long text post

[kynrki]

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PAIRING — non idol!yang jungwon x non idol!reader

GENRE — ex friends to lovers, reader ignores jungwon in first bunch of chapters, reader is closed off, fluff, angst, reader is stubborn asf

SYPNOSIS — yn and jungwon, the middle school best friends everyone thought would get into a relationship when they entered highschool. well, they were definitely wrong. after entering highschool, jungwon finds new friends and slowly starts to ignore yn. as much time went on, they became strangers once again, until yn decided to leave. jungwon never noticed that she left, that was until he went for family dinner at yn’s parents house. regret, pain, guilt, is all the boy could feel when her parents mentioned that one of her best friends decided to ignore her, like they were strangers again. as the years of highschool goes past, jungwon becomes closed off, only talking to his friends, wishing he still had her. but what if yn returns for the last year of highschool? will jungwon make an effort to become friends again? or will she be the one ignoring him this time?

FEATURING — aespa: karina, itzy: lia, nctdream: chenle

WARNINGS — talks about being unproductive, cussing, jungwon kinda did reader dirty, MUCH angst

STATUS — COMPLETED

TAGLIST — closed!

A/N — okay ngl im excited for this one hella much bc me and angst 🤝 best friends, also DAMN i have a mf long sypnosis and for what😭😭😭also posting this rn while i work on my niki smau!!!

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000. PROFILES — #wehatehimsquad | simps🤣

001. mf in his feels again😭😭😭

002. fuck this shit, im not coming back💀

003. im (un)fortunately back

004. loml’s here, stfu🫶🏼

005. he’s excited for nothing (heartbreaking!)

006. i hate my life ,, i love my life <3

007. laugh out loud

008. liar liar☠️

009. hes..okay ig?🙄

010. hospitality.. ?

011. new bsf fr🫣

012. miss his dumbass lowkey

013. project..? OH PROJECT

014. speaking terms = no

015. give him a chance atleast (fuck chances!!!!!)

016. so.. what now?

017. plan: get the girl, step one: completed.

018. niki best wingman💪🏼

019. im not ready to talk about if yet

020. social distance

021. not-so normal day with the gang + niki

022. IM CAVING HELP

023. the time has come i fear

024. i never did well in listening skills tests

025. new beginnings… super cool🧍‍♂️

026. both gc’s are going BOOM!🥺

027. date-date? or friend date?

028. so the dance……

029. MRS CHOI AND MR KIM ARE TOGETHER?!

030. and so are ynwon👉🏼

031. love. funny isnt it?

032. ynwon deprived😞

033. silent treatment!

THE END.

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[meltwonu]

✦ 👻  𝕸𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖍 SEASON 2 👻 ✦

↪ ✧ SIMON SAYS ✧

this chapter pairing; yandere!dino x idol!reader

genre&warnings; yandere!au, dom!dino, stylist!dino, idol!reader, dirty talk, degradation, name calling, possessive behaviours, ‼️‼️somnophilia‼️‼️, fingering, marking, implied character death.

notes; Oh baby where do I start kdfhkdf ☠️ Uhm not gonna lie, something I wanted to toy with for a while now but wasn’t sure if wanted to but ☠️ we are here now and I just want yall to know that I would 100000% nut very hard if Chan ever did this to me so 😗✌️ reserving my place in hell as per usual kjhkjhk 😭 also I got food poisoning so it’s been a rough 30-some hours I've been puking my existence out so thats def haunted as hell KJHDKJ LOL ANYWAY enjoy ch 8! I love you and have a good rest of your day! I’ll see you tomorrow! 🥳👻 

word count; ~2500

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - x - x - x - x - x

love is still a mystery to me but,

watch me move when I hear his name.

and I don't wanna talk about it right now-

i'd rather keep my visions to myself.

everybody wants to block my man out,

but he's the only one that's gonna help.

“Did Chan tell you that you couldn’t go to the company Halloween party… Again? This is the third year already, isn’t it?”

Your manager sits across from you - brows furrowed as you smile sheepishly.

“I know, Seungkwan. But he made plans for us already and you know I can’t say no… Our time together is important to us when we’re not working. You know how it is, right?”

The suited male sighs as he nods. “I understand. It just would’ve been fun to see you guys at the party, y’know? You’re one of our biggest idols and the fans never get any photos of you in cute costumes anymore.”

The two of you share a laugh as he slides over your schedule for the next week.

“Which is exactly why I scheduled a fansign event for you this time!” 

Seungkwan grins, “Just a small one, right before Halloween. You can have Chan pick a costume for you and you can interact with your fans and get some nice photos! Give everyone a chance to see you wearing something that isn’t your stage outfits, okay?”

You hum as you go over the schedule - noting the music shows lined up right before the fansign and then your days off for the Halloween weekend.

“I’ll go over it with Chan while I’m getting ready tomorrow for the pre-rec. I’m sure he can find something good for me.”

“A costume? For what?”

Chan’s hands roam your body as he gets you dressed for the music program - turning and twisting for him as he adjusts the stage outfit to fit your body better.

“Did Seungkwan not give you my schedule? I have a fansign at the end of the week before our weekend off together… He wanted it to be Halloween-y so he said I should wear a costume and be cute!”

You smile at Chan who shoots you a concerned smile. “What if there’s weirdos there, baby? I don’t want them to look at you… like how I look at you. You know I don’ like that.”

“Chan… Pleeeease. It’s just one time! It doesn’t have to be super revealing either, just--y’know, something cute. I’m tired of wearing my stage outfits to fansigns...”

Pouting up at him, he can’t resist the way you give him puppy eyes and despite him wanting to say no, he nods.

“Fine, fine, fine. But just this once, okay? Anything weird happens and it’s never happening again.”

And when the day comes, Chan can’t help but dread it the entire time he’s helping you into the maid costume; unenthusiastically zipping the dress up as you squeal.

“This is so cute! Oh, Chan, I love it so much! Thank you, it’s perfect!”

You kiss him on the cheek gently as he sighs and nods - as long as you were happy he would bear it.

“You’re welcome, baby. Now hold still, I need to fix the rest of the outfit before I send you out there.”

“Thank you so much for coming! It was nice meeting you!”

You smile and wave off a fan as they walk off stage; immediately greeting the next one that approaches you when it’s their turn.

“Hi, thank you so much for--Oh! It’s you! Hi again!” You grin widely at the fan as you recognize him - his own smile matching yours as he sets his album down in front of you.

“You remember me?!” He asks enthusiastically.

“Of course! It’s Vernon, right? You were at my last fansign too! The one from last month? I remember you! How are your uni classes going?”

Vernon can’t help but blush; palms sweaty as he stumbles over his words when he talks to you.

And Chan watches from the side between the curtains - eyes burning with fire and jaw clenched tight as he watches you reach over the table and pet Vernon’s hair softly.

Why do you do that? He asks himself.

Why do you give him so much extra work to do?

“Man, I’m exhausted…” You moan; slumping into the chair as Chan steps behind you.

There’d been only 50 fans but you made sure to stay a little longer than usual to make the time more special for everyone as you conversed and played games with them.

“Oh I bet, baby. You had such a long day today, I’m so proud of you~” He sings-songs - hands on your shoulders as he starts to massage them.

“Oh, that--that feels so gooooood…”

You melt under his touch; soft sighs leaving your lips as his hands travel down your chest and then further until they're ghosting the hem of your skirt.

“You wanna feel even better, sweetheart?”

“A-ah, Chan, maybe n-not here… Someone might--mmph!”

He reaches under your skirt until his fingertips are teasing you through your panties - your eyes immediately flitting to the mirror in front of you as you watch Chan touch you through the glass.

There was something about the way his hand was lost between the tulle and lace of your dress that has you moaning and craving more - but the bigger part of you knew it was not the time or place.

“Chan, C--Chan, someone m-might walk in… W-we should, ah, stop...” Whimpering, you place your hand on his forearm as he chuckles and nuzzles your neck.

“What’s so wrong with that, huh? Scared they’re gonna see their favorite girl getting her cunt fingered by her boyfriend while she wears this cute ‘lil maid costume? Or maybe I can make you watch yourself in the mirror while I fuck you from behind, hmm? You can go out there and greet them one last time with my cum inside your pretty ‘lil cunt and staining the inside of your dress.”

A shiver rolls down your spine at his words and for a second, you’re grinding against his fingers that are poking and prodding you through the lacy panties.

But you hear the doorknob rattling and you’re quick to tug Chan’s hand away before you’re standing a foot away and breathing harshly.

And not a second later does the door open and reveal a slew of other staff who immediately fill up the empty space to clean up and go home for the night.

That’s okay, Chan tells himself, I have other work to do tonight anyway.

The next few days you intentionally take off for Halloween and for some self-care days with Chan - making sure that he had a spare key to your apartment to let himself in when he was ready to come over.

And the tiredness eventually takes its toll on you as you lay in bed waiting for him to slow up; eyes fluttering shut as you let yourself go into a dreamland instead.

“Mmnh… Chan…”

You dream about him often and this time it’s no different.

His warm body spooning your own from behind as his hands roam your body yet again.

“Ready to let me continue what I was doing before, sweetheart? Before we were interrupted?” He mumbles into your hair; his hand already slipping past the waistband of your shorts as you moan. “P-please… I wanna feel your fingers inside of me…”

He grins when he feels your soaked panties and the sleepiness in your voice lets him know that as far as you knew - you were still dreaming.

“Yeah? Want me to finger your pretty ‘lil cunt before I fuck it with my cock?”

You moan sleepily - thoroughly enjoying the dream you thought you were having when Chan’s fingers are gliding through your wet folds and teasing your clit.

“I--I want it, hurry… Mmnh, haven’t h-had time to do this l-lately…”

He slowly sinks his digits into your pussy as you let out an airy moan; walls clenching around them tightly as he starts to thrust them in and out.

“I would’ve if you let me, sweetheart. I would’ve fucked you right in that dressing room like the good ‘lil whore you are for me.”

Chan places his thumb on your clit and slowly rubs soft circles on it in time with his thrusts that have you whining and whimpering his name in return.

“Ngh, w-we would’ve gotten, ah, caught though… I d-didn’t wanna get in--in trouble…”

He curls his fingers right into your sweet spot as you mewl and arch away from his chest - already feeling close to an orgasm.

“Your body is so sensitive from not being touched in so long, sweetheart~ Don’t you ever play with yourself like this without me?” He teases.

“N-no…”

“No? Why’s that?”

You beg him to go faster; his touch feeling so real to your sleepy mind as your walls tighten even more around his fingers.

“It’s--it’s not the s-same, a-ah, I--my f-fingers aren’t as b-big as yours and, ngh, only y-you get me to c-cum this good…”

Chan doesn’t respond and instead flicks his wrist harder as he gets you to cum on his fingers.

And it’s not until your orgasm is cresting that you realize it’s not a dream but reality.

“O-oh, Chan!”

Your toes are curling and your manicured nails are digging into his forearm as he fingers you through your actual orgasm - quiet sobs on your lips from the intensity of it.

“Finally awake now, huh, sweetheart? You sounded so cute and sleepy thinking you were having a wet dream of me fingering your pretty ‘lil cunt. How nice that it was actually an orgasm, huh? Now I can’t wait to feel your tight ‘lil cunt around my cock.”

He laughs teasingly as you ride out the pleasure; only halting his movements when you’re begging him to stop from the overstimulation.

“H-how, ngh, how long w-were you…?”

“Oh, not that long, sweetheart~ Just when you started moaning my name.”

Your cheeks are burning as you calm yourself down - a rush of wetness soaking your already wet panties as Chan starts to tug your shorts down with them.

“Now that you’re not dreaming, how about I give you the real thing, hmm? My cock is already so hard, sweetheart~ It was taking everything inside me to not fuck you earlier.”

“L-like this?” You whisper; eyes peering into the darkness as he puts a little bit of space between your bodies to tug himself out of his sweats.

“Mmhmm… Haven’t fucked you in this position in a long time~”

Chan lifts your leg slightly and hooks it over his own - his cock sliding through your folds from behind as the head of it nudges your clit.

“Mmnh, C--Chan… m-my pussy needs y-your cock, a-ah, so bad… Please…”

“Such a needy ‘lil cockslut, aren’t you?” He sneers; right before he positions his cock at your entrance and bottoms out in a singular thrust.

“F-fuck! Chan!”

The stretch has your eyes rolling to the back of your head and the way his cock curves right into your g-spot has your toes curling when he starts a moderately quick pace.

“How would your fans feel, hmm? If they found out that you were really just a needy ‘lil cockwhore for me? Hah, imagine their faces if they ever saw me with my cock balls deep inside this filthy cunt of yours - cum spilling out of you after I’ve already filled you up to the brim with it.”

Chan kisses your clothed shoulder as he rocks his hips into you from behind.

“You know they have all sorts of anonymous message boards these days… And I was thinking that we should post pictures sometime. We’ll cover our faces of course but, ah, I think they’d like the content, don’t you? Your body is so pretty, sweetheart~ Just like the rest of you~ And I’m sure they’d love to see how good you get fucked by me too. Some of your fans would get to see all of you~”

You let out a choked moan as he starts to double his pace and you feel your walls clamping down onto his shaft as you feel yourself on the edge of another orgasm.

“Fuh--fuck… Mmnh, that’d be--be so, ah, hot…” You moan, “Pictures of m-my pussy leaking with y-your cum…”

You let out a mewl as Chan lifts your leg higher to give himself more room to pound your cunt.

“You really are my filthy ‘lil slut, huh? You pretend to be so cute in front of your fans but look at you~ Wanting everyone to see your dripping ‘lil hole after I’ve fucked it. So fuckin’ filthy.” Chan growls.

You can feel his cock throbbing as his thrusts become erratic and you reach a hand down as you shakily rub circles around your clit.

“C-cum with m-me, Chan… Wanna f-feel you spilling all, ngh, y-your cum inside me…”

He smirks against your shoulder before you feel his lips on your neck kissing you softly - your breath hitching when you start to feel him sucking and biting on the skin.

“W-wait, d--don’t… C--Chan, don’t, a-ah, leave m-marks there…” You whimper.

But Chan doesn’t let up - instead sucking and biting harder onto the column of your throat as you let out a cry and cum around his cock

“Fuh--fuck! ‘M cumming…!”

You cry out and add pressure to your touches; rubbing your clit as harsh as Chan would as he chuckles against your skin.

“Don’t you remember, baby? I’m your stylist, aren’t I? I can cover everything up.”

Your walls flutter around his cock and Chan can’t hold back any longer; his cock throbbing as he give into the pleasure and cums inside your warm cunt.

“Be a good ‘lil slut and don’t let a drop spill, okay? I’ll have to punish you if you make a mess~ You know how much I hate cleaning up messes~” 

You clamp down harder onto his shaft as you ride out the bliss that pours over you - but it’s the second your start to come down from your high do you notice the pile of stained clothes that Chan left by the door.

“Chan...”

He kisses your shoulders a few more times; the soft gesture making you bite your bottom lip just as he starts to slow down his movements. 

On any normal day, you wouldn’t have thought twice about the pile of clothes - Chan being the type to keep any of your stage outfits he knew you’d like.

But something about the way they were stained is what made you even more curious.

“Mm?”

You try to focus your eyes in the darkness; hazy eyes trying to make out more of the shapes.

Telling yourself that the stains on the unfamiliar clothes didn’t look just like blood.

“That’s--that’s just... a stage outfit, right...? Did you take them from the company building...?”

And Chan sighs, kicking himself mentally. 

He thought he’d have time to get rid of those before you’d noticed but he’d admittedly gotten distracted when he heard you moaning out his name in your sleep.

It’s okay, Chan thinks.

I can cover up anything.

Anonymous

Thread Title: Is anyone going to the fansign next thursday?

Subject:

I’m going to the fansign for the first time next week… I’m really nervous and wanted to make some friends the day before? >.< Maybe get some drinks so we can plan to go together if anyone else is going alone. I’m really shy and I could use some friends lol.

My kakao ID : di__no____99

Please send me a message if you’re interested! I know a great place in town!

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[shotorozu]

hiya, i just found your blog and stalked it thoroughly, loving every piece you’ve written!! i was wondering if i could please request some comfort for bakugo and shouto (separately) where they get genuinely upset after a tik tok prank by their s/o and their s/o deletes the draft and apologies. maybe i’m too sensitive but i personally feel rlly bad for the boys whenever they get pranked and clowned on tiktok :(((

genuinely upset

(the aftermath of a tiktok)

character(s) : todoroki shouto, bakugou katsuki (bnha)

legend : [Y/N = your name] they/them pronouns used, quirk not mentioned

warning(s) : insinuations of ☠️-ing, nothing descriptive, one sided arguing

headcanon type : hurt-comfort, fluff (x reader)

note(s) : i find this concept super interesting, because what if they were actually uncomfortable 😨 i personally don’t think y/n would actually do anything TOO out of line on purpose, nor would they post anything that would actually make them uncomfortable. half of the time i think they’d ask (minus the many occasions y/n posted a tiktok w/o katsuki knowing, but he was still okay with it so 💀)

»»————-　♡　————-««

todoroki shouto

it’s not common— heck, it only happened once, but shouto hates it when he feels uncomfortable about tiktok pranks

because one, he knows you genuinely didn’t mean any harm, and two— he thinks that him being upset is going to discourage you :(

like,, he loves being in on your little shenanigans— but this time you might’ve made him upset 🧍‍♀️

in this prank, you decided to ‘ignore’ him by staring off into space for as long as you could, at least every time he tried speaking to you.

and obviously, you’ve gained the reaction you were looking for.

at first, he seemed pretty okay with it— just like every other tiktok prank you’ve pulled on him

but with every minute that’s passed, there was a downcast look settling in on his face. he comes to the conclusion that he didn’t enjoy being ignored

yeah, even if it was for a prank

it kinda looked like shouto’s sending daggers at your phone— except, he doesn’t really look mad per say

so now, he’s plotting how to make you not post it, but in the nicest way possible. again— he doesn’t want to discourage you from doing any future tiktok trends with, or on him.

“what’s up, shou?” you finally decide to address the elephant in the room, and your voice seems to snap shouto out of his gaze, ���nothing,”

and you’re like 😃❓because you know shouto’s not,, the best at lying. “the truth?”

man’s just staring down at his lap, trying to find the right words, since he’s never STOPPED you from posting a tiktok prank you’ve pulled on him

“do you have to post it?”

you think for a second, before drawing your eyes back to his less than pleased (not mad, just not pleased) expression.

then, the realizations smashes into you like a hammer to your standard glass window. “no. i don’t need to post it, is there an issue?”

then, he explains that he didn’t like being ignored by you— and he didn’t want some,, random people on the internet seeing him so distressed

but he explained the second part in more subtle terms 💀 and no, he’s not worried about looking vulnerable

“i’m not sure why i feel this way but,, i don’t like it.”

after his explanation, you feel well,, horrible— no matter how many times he reassures you that it’s fine, you can’t help but feel the exact opposite. you obviously hurt him, even if it was by accident.

“i should’ve recognized your feelings, and it’s on me. i’m really sorry.” shouto brings you in for a hug, hiding his face in your neck. he basically finds comfort in your touch

“it’s fine. i’m just really glad you’re not ignoring me anymore.” he pressed a quick kiss on your neck, “please don’t feel bad. it’s not like.. i want you to stop doing those tiktok trends forever.”

you sigh because you still feel bad 💀 “no, shouto. i overstepped something here. how about this? next time i find a tiktok prank, we can pull it on i don’t know.. bakugou? your pick.”

and with that, he finally smiles, “yeah. that sounds good.”

you then quickly deleted the draft— now long gone forever. it didn’t matter how tiktok worthy his reactions were, you weren’t going to exploit his feelings like that.

bakugou katsuki

,,, it is very common for katsuki to react explosively over the tiktok pranks you pull on him

which is different from tiktok trends, which he never actually admits likes— when he’s not the one being tormented by pranks, for random people’s entertainment.

like sure okay, if the prank had a nice twist to it— i guess he could endure it. but this prank in particular? there was no nice twist to it

in this prank, you basically made it look like katsuki left you behind— by letting go of his hand, and seeing how long it’d take for him to notice (this is in reference to this post)

and let’s just say— it did not go as planned. originally, you were supposed to get “lost” for the prank

but then, you genuinely and accidentally got yourself lost.

for real.

you slowly released your hand from his grasp, and your boyfriend didn’t seem to notice the action

but, when katsuki did realize you weren’t with him, he was sent into a full state of panic— rushing back, checking all and i mean all, of the places he has set his foot on

shortly after wandering back to familiar ground, you were met with a very, very displeased katsuki. either way, you did capture the reaction you were hoping for even if you did get yourself lost in the process

you were laughing at the situation, and his reaction. but he wasn’t.

unlike todoroki, katsuki won’t hold back from scolding you,— and informing how fucked up that was, even if it was a prank.

he also allows himself to raise his voice at you. even if it’s not entirely on purpose.

it’s not like todoroki doesn’t do the same thing just maybe in his own way, but it’s definitely not how katsuki does it.

the fact that katsuki’s eerily quiet about this, unsettles you. that obviously erodes away, once you ask him about it.

“look Y/N, it’s really not that fucking hard to understand. just don’t. post. the. video.” he emphasizes each word, purely aggravated. you can clearly tell that he’s holding his anger back.

hot take, in your relationship with katsuki, he doesn’t argue with you to prove that he’s right— he does that because wants you to understand

he stares glares at your phone, as if that’d delete the draft itself. you know you’ve offended katsuki, but you still want to know the extent of it— so you ask. “what’s wrong with it?”

katsuki thoroughly explains himself and then, all of his anger sounds reasonable— “what if you got lost, because you were kidnapped? how would i know if it was serious, or if it was one of your shitty pranks?”

you let out a puff of air— something that you were holding in since the beginning of the conversation. “you’re right. i understand your point, and i’m sorry. really, katsuki.”

with that, his gaze softens sorta “you better.” he grabs onto your arm, and tugs you closer to him. this surprises you

“just don’t do that again, ‘kay? the next tiktok trend you have up your sleeve better be one where i can prank other extras too. none of that getting lost shit.”

and with that, he grabs your phone— hovering his thumb over the ‘delete draft’ button. he still looks at you in warning

you nod in approval, and he deletes the draft.

either way, you don’t think the tiktok was worth you getting yourself lost. the remaining pranks you have up your sleeve can be put on hold, for now.

on a lighter note, will you ever tell your explosive boyfriend that you actually got yourself lost? nope.

likes and reblogs are appreciated, thanks for reading!

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do not plagiarize, reupload, translate, or use my works for audio readings without permission

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[miscelunaaa]

You were using the Bear app for your writing? How do you like it?

Why hello anon, I’m glad you asked.

*Wheels in projector and points it at the nearest blank wall. Plugs in iPad, brings up a powerpoint, and clears throat.*

TLDR: I fucking love Bear, it works really well with how my brain works. If you use Apple for your computing needs, it’s an amazing little app. I love that I can link notes IN notes, I think the tagging and sub-tagging is great, and I high key love that the premium subscription gets me a bunch of themes. I like a low contrast dark mode, which is surprisingly uncommon on most writing apps!! The premium subscription is super affordable (15 bucks a year), and it’s available on both iOS and Mac OS. The syncing through iCloud is phenomenal. It saves edits and changes automatically. It also runs well, so when you end up writing a surprise 8k on one piece, it doesn’t crash or take ridiculous amounts of time to load. It is, however, Apple only. If you want something like this for Microsoft, I think iA writer miiiiight similar? Obsidian would also be a good cross-platform option, it sounds like! Do a little research! See if it fits your needs.

The long version: I would die for Bear. So I uh … wrote a whole ass essay on it. Oops?

title: em simps for bear

wc: 1.6k ☠️

warnings: not sponsored (lmao do i have to say that here on tumblr?) i just love bear a lot. it is my bread and butter.

Before I was using Bear, I was using Evernote for my general note taking needs, but it was really really clunky. It ran like shit on my macbook (which was, admittedly, quite old) and it was even buggy on my iPhone. They also had like weird features i didn’t need. I’d started planning a story with it and it was just like, not working at all and I couldn’t connect points like I wanted to. I think my final straw came when it either had a syncing issue and lost notes I’d made on my phone and then tried to access on my computer, OR it crashed and I lost some planning. So I started looking into other “note-taking” apps.

(To actually write, I was still using Word, because my license of the Office Suite was old enough that I wasn’t paying a sub on it. But no one who uses Word on the regs would actually use word if they can avoid it, or at least that’s what attorney Husbeard says. He fucking hates Word. We’ll come back to this in a bit.)

Around this same time (mid 2019), I turned off my computer (a late 2010 MacBook Pro) for good because I could no longer keep updating the operating system. I know some people get salty about this, BUT that bad boy had served me very very well for an exceedingly long time, especially for a laptop computer. But, I wanted something to be able to read on and shit because phone screens are smol and I have sensitive weird ADHD eyes. So I got a baseline iPad. I’ve got an old Bluetooth apple keyboard (the battery one!! It’s like the 2009 model lmfao), which still works great, mostly because up until 2020 it never got much use. That’s all to say that when you loose the actual laptop form-factor, you have to reassess what your tech needs are.

It bears mentioning that at this time, I was not doing a ton of writing. I had have this thing where I’ll start doing planning and world building on something for funzies and just linger on a story idea for a while. So I needed something I could take effective notes on. Bonus points if I could make lists and such and keep everything kind of organized, but I didn’t need anything super precise or delineated because that’s just not something I super need as a person. I was not, however, doing a lot of actual writing, just vague notes, lists, etc.

By this point in time, early 2020, I was getting locked out of using evernote on more than two devices regularly and it worked like shit on my iPad, so I said fuck it and started looking for new options. I had some ideas burning holes in my pocket and wanted to get them out, plus my needs had changed by this point, so it was time for a new note app.

If you’re an apple user, there’s a shit ton of options. The market is hella bloated and a lot of these apps have useless features and connectivity that I just didn’t need. I didn’t need some whiz kid productivity app, I needed something practical and easy to use.

Enter Bear.

I think this started with googling “Evernote replacement” and the first thing that popped up was Bear. Markdown notes for iOS or something. It looked promising though and their website was nice, so I downloaded it onto my phone and started poking around. I really liked the interface, the tag system was way more effective than Evernote’s and I liked it enough that I kept getting annoyed that had to upgrade to sync to my iPad. It was good enough that I found myself reaching for it even when I didn’t have multiple-device access. Premium was only 15 bucks and well, this was just before the world started falling apart and I was way less worried about money back then, so I said fuck it and went for it.

And I haven’t looked back since.

I love the fact that Markdown lite it presents is really easy to use on both phone, and with a keyboard. Sure, it’s visible, but once you get used to it, it fades away with no issues. I really like that I’ve got a few font options for the editor, and that I can change the size and line spacing as I need to. I LOVE the theme options to the point that I have a hard time even reading anywhere else. LINKING NOTES WITHIN A NOTE HAS CHANGED MY LIFE, and the fact that it’s easy (just two plain brackets to start!) really changed the game for me. Once you get the tagging system down, it’s super super easy to make fit your needs.

None of these features are hard to use. This app does NOT take multiple hours long tutorials to figure out how to use (looking at you, Notion). It’s also regularly updated and the support staff are decent about keeping users in the loop (ahem, Scrivener).

There are some downsides, but it depends on what your baseline is.

This is not a traditional word processor. You can’t double space a document and then print it. You can’t add footnotes and shit, at least, not in the way that a lot of students probably need to. There’s no collaboration support at all, which was actually an enormous draw (more on this in a sec). You can’t set fonts for specific notes: you just pic one for the whole app and that’s what all your notes will pop up in. And on that front, there’s a distinct lack of Garamond which is forgivable only because this is something only I care about and this app works so fucking well I can’t be bothered to care anymore. Depending on your needs, some of this might be a good thing! Idk about anyone else but I hated having to format a word doc to make it look less trash just to type up a story idea. Having a uniform appearance might be nice for some people!

This is also the part where I mention my work flow is a fucking nightmare, and I found this out when I was working on NaNoWriMo for 2021. I wrote everything for Sacrificial/Lorge Joon Fic™️ in a web app called Hermit (which, don’t get me wrong, I liked it a lot) instead of doing it in Bear and then to do hand edits I exported it all in an html file which I then sucked over to a google doc and it’s been a fucking mess. AND IT’S ALL ON MY IPAD TOO. LIKE I’M NOT DOING THIS ON A COMPUTER FOLKS. IT’S A MESS. I’M A MESS.

If I were to do it all again, I’d just say fuck NaNo and word counts and just do it all in Bear with each chapter being its own note and use different features to make sure I can bounce between chapters with ease. Achieving more than 50k words in less than a month though … honestly I don’t recommend it. The novel I have now is a fucking mess for multiple reasons and that rush is definitely a part of it. If I’d just used Bear from the start, it would’ve been hard to keep track of actual word count but I think my workflow would have been a lot more streamlined. Figuring out larger projects in this app is a work in progress but I’m getting there! It’s totally possible, you just have to remember that not everything has to be a fucking word document.

It’s not perfect. But the other options all have problems too. Scrivener’s support staff is absent and gives no shits about developing for mobile (or Microsoft ope) infrastructure. I know people who swear by it, and I love that for them, but not for me. Notion is a fucking nightmare to work with unless you’re super dedicated to figuring out. Again, people who figure it out love it as an organizational tool. Word sux. Google Docs is good, especially if you’re sending things to beta readers or need specific formatting, but it gets overwhelmed by large files AND the support on iPad is … rough. I’ve had it crash a few times and I don’t like playing with fate.

So, Bear it is. Once you learn the markdown language (easy) and the basic features (y’all it is so easy), it’s a reliable app that doesn’t hurt my brain to use. It doesn’t ask much of me, and it does everything I need it to do. It works well on my iPad. And my phone. And if I end up getting a computer like I’m thinking about getting though absolutely can’t afford rn, it’ll work well on that too!

I know this is like … the essay no one asked for. If you made it this far, I love you. This is less organized than it could be, but I hope I made the case for using non-traditional word processors. The whole point of writing is to write, and I was getting too caught up in workflow and optimization and “right tools” and it’s all a lie, basically. This is something that often stresses me out, even now. I have to remind myself that what I’m using now works super well for me, and that when I’m stressed out about workflow, it’s likely because I’m feeling insecure about my writing in some way. Use what works best for you, and for me, that’s Bear.

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updated 3.14.2022 to mention Obsidian as an option in the summary.

#asksss #anonymoose #texts from em #writing thoughts #an essay no one asked for

[seokljin]

I've decided to "save" favourite art in a weekly? (maybe monthly?) post, will tag as 'favourite art of the week' tbh this is just for me to find the pieces again and it's gonna be super messy so please do ignore lol! or click the links and show love to the artists

Seokjinnie 🌹

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https://twitter.com/Dstyle14489384/status/1315002033339064321

https://twitter.com/Sal_8d/status/1319653091906514944

https://twitter.com/aravth_/status/1315425799277891585

https://twitter.com/back100_vj/status/1314936447191769089

https://twitter.com/xenondraws_/status/1308330137104965633

https://twitter.com/wa_llery/status/1315307359732809729

https://twitter.com/ddaraqq/status/1315260988774469634

https://twitter.com/marzbos/status/1307855046412042240 w\ joon

https://twitter.com/grin_pee/status/1316022005322248192 w\ joon

https://twitter.com/hotaruart/status/1319573117921054721 w\ jk

Koo 👼

https://twitter.com/lcheeryart/status/1311085204803518464

https://twitter.com/serpentire/status/1319256382894473216

https://twitter.com/nightapple3/status/1317648882634018816 FAVE

https://twitter.com/_baba_jk/status/1322182564837093376  FROG  🐸 🐸 🐸

https://twitter.com/sugamintyy/status/1314226018387783680  🐸 🐸 🐸  this is so cute i ordered sticker and tee!

https://twitter.com/tokehashi/status/1314601884653625356

https://twitter.com/_BySherry/status/1329850265441275906

https://twitter.com/prettysuga_93/status/1332747276020834305

https://twitter.com/sunrae06/status/1173291560575938560

https://twitter.com/aaomelon/status/1316144936488632320

https://twitter.com/milkcryptid/status/1311085641753604100

https://twitter.com/tailsbee050/status/1195733656251310080

https://twitter.com/mounira_odhh/status/1299420368772509700

https://twitter.com/amelis_pd/status/1320338637486247938

https://twitter.com/sunrae06/status/1331770170260459525

https://twitter.com/rt26__/status/1314173435849830400

https://twitter.com/greenmoonie/status/1331035397925777409

https://www.instagram.com/p/CIFz7QegmDS/

https://twitter.com/__zzz_8/status/1310628647900913664

https://twitter.com/finny_red/status/1288143176637845505 w\ yoongi

https://twitter.com/tailsbee050/status/1195733656251310080

Yoongi 😌

https://twitter.com/aluezvan/status/1322176465987776512

https://www.instagram.com/p/CHVXeISAbMY/

https://twitter.com/briannawithluv/status/1321126591070674946

https://www.instagram.com/p/CHTRD5DgVwQ/

https://www.instagram.com/p/CIKPSKrg_3y/

https://www.instagram.com/p/CGm2NtvsVQF/

https://www.instagram.com/p/CGAvjx7AbC4/

https://www.redbubble.com/i/canvas-print/Yoongi-The-Audacity-by-peacepuzzle/31884810.5Y5V7

https://www.instagram.com/p/CGN6UL_g8im/

https://twitter.com/taikoo_twt/status/1330068546978766850

https://twitter.com/circadraws/status/1333725113909469184

Hobi  💕

FROG 🐸 https://twitter.com/Mika95B/status/1275757437140766721 ALL TIME FAVE <3

https://twitter.com/Unmeiartist/status/1317889639894577152

https://www.instagram.com/p/CGfn2EtAlkP/

https://twitter.com/seokiesbun/status/1313261530679521280

https://twitter.com/_strwbeary/status/1317245734266281984

https://twitter.com/Aish_ish14/status/1321409909640982530

https://www.instagram.com/p/CHvNTwugvu7/

https://heyjonut.bigcartel.com/product/blueside-print

https://www.instagram.com/p/CFc54-mg6e0/

https://twitter.com/sunny_sides_up/status/1271071943588970496

https://www.instagram.com/p/CIQ3IaDgGxu/

https://twitter.com/MasyanaJoy/status/1224095297170821125

https://twitter.com/masguita__/status/1332786179360628737

https://twitter.com/lcheeryart/status/1319661651239469056

https://twitter.com/valeton_vi/status/1332177638161604608

https://twitter.com/dolgolart/status/1096594182158852096 w\ jimin

CHICKEN NOODLE SOUP https://twitter.com/milkcryptid/status/1177724016641089536

https://twitter.com/jELCOej5wztxYwA/status/1310567797727006720

Joon  🥰

https://twitter.com/leszmart/status/1078017982868193280

https://twitter.com/ssbyuu/status/1304825033848754177

https://twitter.com/ennvees/status/1319422861610659841

https://twitter.com/valeton_vi/status/1252380394202132481

https://twitter.com/yelhsamoonchild/status/1319432388800368642

https://twitter.com/greenmoonie/status/1278076800036462593

https://twitter.com/dengsop/status/1316838848131891201

https://twitter.com/mani_ch2o/status/1322181874920271874

Jiminnie  💖

https://twitter.com/DreamsforHani/status/1315667493646630913

https://twitter.com/koumomochii/status/1315668582383017984

https://twitter.com/Toiletpaper0912/status/1315670696064737280

https://twitter.com/ulsiart/status/1315670972431659016

https://twitter.com/Eli_escarlet/status/1318553951663521795

https://twitter.com/NevDrawsAyy/status/1315767764016082945

https://twitter.com/MazentaSSIAN/status/1315675799421247489

https://twitter.com/88Uzu/status/1331672726675734528

https://twitter.com/uenonyama/status/1218892831437148161

https://twitter.com/valeton_vi/status/1285731146752380929

https://twitter.com/pIumhobi/status/1315658424357593088

https://www.instagram.com/p/CGQEfArgKBV/

https://www.instagram.com/p/CGQVZs3gnPq/

https://www.instagram.com/p/CGPxDNxAkK6/

https://twitter.com/zebracelery/status/1330947903808884738

Tae  💘

https://twitter.com/Koikonatsu/status/1331655585977298944

https://twitter.com/sugasso/status/1316827717061562370

https://twitter.com/kvfaerie/status/1331361176266084357

https://twitter.com/MysteriousEasel/status/1333542632732155907

https://twitter.com/milkcryptid/status/1330646260257349633

https://twitter.com/chimchimbang/status/1331617461125345286

https://twitter.com/junhuans/status/1332792800094597121

https://twitter.com/greenmoonie/status/1273373040798294016 w\jimin

https://twitter.com/yeshobi/status/1318587669568540672 w\hobs

https://twitter.com/bts__tm/status/1330889471189868544

https://twitter.com/eat_ssm/status/1313446935420788737

Taemin (ahjks just gonna put him here real quick) https://twitter.com/Taedelight/status/1325941310898003969

https://twitter.com/supermanworks/status/1307369587231555584

#WARNING THIS IS SUPER LONG ☠️ #only me and one other person going to read this anyway so... sksjhgdj anon you're the og! i'm sorry it's so long but have fun <3 #now that i know you're following these i'll try do it more often #favourite art of the week