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[inmaki2]

luxiems reaction to a partner that’s loud in bed

req . pairing : luxiem x f!reader .

smut mdni . 1.1k est wc .

warnings : mocking in mystas . pull out method in lucas . uhh it’s just filth

posting b4 i sleep.. sry for taking so long with this im a slow writer + kpop blog shit LMAO

- mysta rias

your sounds are a one way ticket to shooting this man’s ego through the roof.

whenever he gets to be on top, mysta thrives in the fact that he can make you feel so good, to the point where volume has no consequence in your poor fucked out brain. of course, this doesn’t mean your boyfriend won’t be a little mean about it — it’s just how he is.

“uh, uh,” mocking the tone of your choked up sounds, mysta can’t help but snicker while his hips slam into yours. “so—“ he’s cut off when your walls squeeze him even tighter, “shit, such cute fuckin’ noises. my dick’s that good, huh slut?”

you don’t even have the strength to vocalize your embarrassment from the cruel imitation, much too preoccupied gripping the sheets for dear life. not to mention the pathetic string of drool falling from the corner of your swollen lips; open mouth allowing more squeals to escape with every thrust while the grip on your thighs tighten.

his pace never relents, even when your walls are practically suffocating him. “c-cum, please pl— ah! please, wanna cum, mysta,” you beg, voice cracking desperately.

the pleads coming from your sore throat only encourage the male to go rougher, one sleek finger rushing down to circle your puffed clit while the others lie sternly across your pelvis, harsh pressure preventing any attempts to squirm away while massaging the bulge his length leaves on your lower tummy in the process.

with you nearly spasming beneath him, mysta smiles wider. “hold it, kay? keep moaning my name louder n’ i’ll consider. let everyone know who’s fucking you this good.”

- shu yamino

it’s like a game for him — what can he do to make you even louder? theres no point in whining either, you can whimper and beg all you want, but your nerd of a boyfriend is rather strict in bed no matter how much he loves your pleas.

shu has your back pressed to his toned chest, a muscly bicep ensuring you’re immobilized by mimicking a seat belt across your waist. his free hand plunges two skillful fingers into your hole, purposely avoiding your clit for nothing but the fun of it.

even so, perhaps it’s the way he abuses that gummy spot so easily, or maybe the sloppy sounds coming from his mouth as he sucks on your shoulder — whatever it is, you simply can’t hold in your cries.

“want.. want your cock now, shu. please pl—!” a slap to your cunt along with the emptiness of his fingers’ absence has you crying out, and it takes everything in your boyfriend’s power to not groan as your ass rubs right on his bulge.

biting into your shoulder, shu tuts in disappointment. “this isn’t enough?” he lazily drags his pointer through your folds, huffing. “i thought you were my good girl.“

“i am, i am your—“ you’re cut off with another slap, yelping in a mix of delicious pleasure and pain while juices flow out from the contact.

“enough,” he spits. “good girls dont complain when they already have two fingers filling them up. they sit there, moan, and take it.” before you can reply, he’s already thrusting back into you, humming in approval when you let out a gutteral sound that can surely be heard outside the room.

“there you go, scream my name when you cum.”

though you can barely think, you use your last bit of strength to mumble out, “do— do i get your dick after?”

this has shu letting out a chuckle even while his fingers are curling into your walls, and you swear you see the tip of his ears turn a shy red. “sure, princess. s’long as you keep those pretty moans up.”

- ike eveland

yes, your boyfriend loves the variety of sounds he can emit from you, but god it stresses him out sometimes.

ike is not up for sharing nor exhibitionism, the mere thought of anyone else hearing or knowing what the two of you are up to has him pausing anxiously, even when the blissful feeling of your thighs suffocating him flourishes. he occasionally wonders how your throat manages such strain, even more so when you nearly howl from the way his lips suck around your most sensitive area.

despite your body weight crushing him, ike manages to pull off for a second to breathe. “no..” you complain, hands rushing to tug him back by the fluffy grey hair tickling your thighs.

“don’t worry, i’ll give you what you want, y/n,” he reassures, pretty face red and sweaty. “but try to stay quiet for me.”

“s’ hard..” almost teasingly, ike’s tongue is swiftly back to licking up your juices, two pale arms hooking around your thighs to ensure you’re fully sitting right on him. his prior request diminishes, in fact, the opposite only occurs.

everytime his tongue pushes into your hole, his nose bumps your clit so perfectly — not to mention the vibration coming from his own sounds against your cunt, hurriedly sending you over the edge. “geez, i say be quiet and you only get louder. bad girl.”

you’ve pretty much tuned him out at this point of your high, which ike catches onto rather quickly. though to your luck, your boyfriend is feeling merciful. “go on— mmh, just cum. as long as you’re ready to get gagged after while i fuck you.”

- vox akuma

well aren’t you just made for this man? being loud himself, vox very much appreciates your openness to matching his volume whether it be intentional or not. his ego is skyrocketing as is, but every time you scream his name, it feels as though something goes off in his brain, resembling a mental pat on the back that has his cock twitching.

“fuuuck, cunt’s squeezing me so damn tight. keep moaning like that, baby.” contradictingly, the man presses your face further into the mattress, plowing his length into you from behind at a dauntingly fast pace. it may sound strange, but vox thinks you look cute suffering underneath him like this.

you aren’t even sure if it’s tears or drool staining the sheets, but the bubbling feeling of embarrassment encourages you to finally purse your lips and stop the erotic noises circling your bedroom.

however, your boyfriend freezes, seemingly accepting this as a challenge.

his hips cease movement almost completely with only the tip poking your entrance, a graceful hand running up your sides as he whispers. “oh? what’s this?” suddenly, you feel yourself being pulled up, two fingers turning your chin to come face-to-face with a sinister sneer. “going quiet on me?”

“milord..” as you attempt to speak, your jaw is forced open wider before a glob of saliva is dropped onto your vulnerable tongue.

“swallow,” vox hisses. you comply seconds later even though your cheeks are burning red, body involuntarily squirming in pathetic attempts to run from the length slowly sheathing back inside. “good girl.”

when he’s an inch or two from bottoming out, he pulls your hips back onto him, ejecting a chocked yelp from your mouth at the feeling of him hitting that gummy spot. vox only laughs in response. “so cute.. thinking you can hide those pretty sounds from me.” an offended tch leaves his lips. “do that again and you’re not cumming tonight, m’kay darling?”

- luca kaneshiro

luca’s main goal in bed is just to please you as much as he can, so being loud does nothing but make him feel pride and act as a sign that he’s doing well — especially now when he’s putting all his strength into making you both reach bliss.

legs wrapped tightly around his waist, you let out a groan as his cock plunges into you harshly, the girth and length making your eyes squeeze shut by the fullness. “please luca..”

he grunts, sweat rolling down his face and onto yours. “what- what are you begging for now?” the blonde moves one hand down to your chest, pinching your nipple playfully.

“harder!”

“harder?” luca parrots, a mischievous smirk rising across his cheeks. who was he to say no? “don’t complain if you can’t walk tomorrow.”

regardless of his warning, he quickly obliges, snickering at how a strangled moan is forced out of you with each prod. luca is certainly aware of the racket you’re making, but noise complaints are his last concern when he gets a front row seat to your eyes rolling back into your skull. “jesus, you’re loud. gonna— shit, gonna squirt all over me babe?”

you can only nod in response, hands pathetically gripping strong biceps while his fingers move down to press the bulge on your tummy. before you can make another move he’s pulling you into a kiss, swallowing your sounds right as your impending orgasm washes over you. luca groans himself from the way your walls spasm, struggling to even pull out with your legs caging him in.

eventually he’s releasing all over your swollen cunt and stomach, groaning in satisfaction at his work while flopping down next to you. “hey y/n.”

“what, luca?”

“i think that’s one of the loudest i’ve ever got you. top three at least.”

you open one eye in disbelief, making eye contact with the same idiot who just fucked your insides up. “is everything a competition to you?”

“i’m just saying!”

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[dreamescapeswriting]

Smutober Day 26 ~Morning Sex~ Lee Felix [M]

WORD COUNT: 0.6K

PAIRING: Felix x Fem!Reader  

GENRE: established relationships, minors DNI, Morning sex, waking up together, cute, fluffy, unprotected sex (wrap it)

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - Smutober 2023

⤜MASTERLIST

The sun peaking through the curtains is what first woke you up, the second thing was how close Felix was to you and how hard he was. You smirked to yourself as you rolled your hips back a little to test if he was awake and it was met with a low groan.

Felix's hand rubs over your body lightly and you smile as you feel a small kiss on the base of your neck making your whole body heat up. You loved waking up with Felix every morning.

"Yn," He mumbled softly, waiting for you to say something back to him to make sure that you were awake with him right now. He was rock hard after the dream he'd been having about you and to wake up tangled in your legs was everything he'd been needing. It wasn't every day the two of you got to wake up like this so when you did he adored every second of it.

"Please," You whispered, rolling your hips back again as he let out a grunt. The two of you slept naked together all of the time and it wasn't a rare occurrence that the two of you would wake up tangled in one another's arms just like this. Felix's fingers began to rub against your clit in small circles and a loud moan left your throat, you were wetter than you thought you were and it was all because of him. Feeling how hard he was against your skin turned you on more than it should have, maybe it was the fact that you knew you'd done that but it drove you wild.

"Fuck," You cry out as the pressure inside of you grows, clenching around nothing as you let out a small whimper.

"Need you," You whined, reaching behind you and rubbing his cock softly. Felix whines out before bucking into your hand softly,

"Please." You begged. Felix slowly lifts your leg up before positioning himself at your entrance, biting your shoulder softly before he pushes into you. Felix groans feeling you for the first time in the morning and your head rolls back into his chest as your lips drop open.

"God, you're so tight." He grunts out making you clench around him. It started off soft and slow with his thrusts, his hips meeting yours as he left kisses up and down your neck. The two of you passionately and intimately fucking so early in the morning.

"Felix," You moaned out as you bucked your hips backwards a little faster, needing more from him.

"I've got you," He chuckled before thrusting a little faster, his cock plunging deeper into you as he watched his cock slide in and out of you unable to look away.

"You feel so amazing," He whispers in your ear, getting closer to his own release. You cried out as you clenched around him, his thrusts getting faster each time he pushed in and out of you.

"Please...F-Fuck, Lix, Please," You whimpered, your hands gripping onto the sheets around you as your orgasm chased you. Felix reached between you and began to rub your clit and that was it, your whole body went numb as you gave into the pleasure. You cried out loudly as your hips bucked unconsciously toward him as he fucked through your orgasm, grunting as he cums into you holding your body flush with his own.

The two of you lay there for a few second, just trying to catch your breath before Felix began chuckling deeply to himself,

"Let's clean up and get some more sleep...It's only 5 a.m.," He groans.

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[jaembun]

this moment with you.

unstoppable force (opening shift) vs immovable object (sleepy boyfriend mark) ！⠀⸻⠀mark lee x gnr ⠀ fluff est. rs ⠀ wc 1.4k ⠀ now playing . . ☆

생각⠀blonde mark gmfu he’s literally the love of my life

the sound of your phone’s alarm had never been a particularly welcome thing, but that morning the harsh vibrations coming from where it lay face-down against the wood of the bedside table seemed to irritate you more than usual.

a flailing hand of yours reached clumsily up to grab the device, hoping you wouldn’t drop it and risk waking up the boy still currently sleeping behind you, with his arms wrapped snugly around your stomach and a leg lazily tossed over your hip. once it had been successfully stopped you flopped onto your back to stare up at the ceiling, contemplating whether you really wanted to get to your opening shift on time or if you could get away with staying in bed just a little while longer.

the sudden thought of your manager’s condescending questions about where you’d been when you finally turned up, however, was enough to put a sour look on your face and act as the incentive to make you peel back the duvet and gently extract yourself from mark’s arms.

which, as it turned out, was a decision that almost immediately was met with objections from your boyfriend. while you were busying yourself with finding clothes to wear for the day he had seemed to sense the distinct absence of you in his arms (despite the pillow you’d hastily replaced yourself with) and made a whiny noise of displeasure, catching your attention. you couldn’t help but crack a smile at how unaware he still looked of everything, hardly opening his eyes but pouting all the same, face red from the warmth you’d shared, and a mark on his cheek that looked suspiciously like the pattern on the collar of the sweater you’d worn to bed to sleep in (nights were cold in december, after all, and the heating in mark’s apartment could use some work to say the least).

“hey, sleepyhead.” you hummed, taking a few quick moments to debate with yourself over which shirt to wear. “i’m opening, so i gotta run. you’ve got your day off today, though, so why don’t you go back to sleep?”

he only groaned again in answer, and you snickered as you left him to complain into the sheets while you ducked into the en suite bathroom to wash up. when you returned you found that mark had not in fact gone back to sleep, and was instead trying to blink himself awake—the opposite of what you wanted.

“don’t want you t’go.” were his first words of the morning, voice still a touch gravelly from sleep. you tried to hold back your laughter when he only became more indignant as he continued. “i hate your job. for real.”

that made you laugh as you struggled mildly with the fiddly buttons of your shirt, seeing as your job in question was a relatively harmless convenience store gig. “coming from kpop idol mark lee himself? i don’t think i’m as bad as this whenever you’re on tour.”

a blatant lie, but you hoped it would sneak past him in his half-asleep state. you were just as bad whenever he had to leave early (or late—it seemed the idol life didn’t have much consideration for whatever their stars may be doing in the times they called on them) for schedules, and probably worse whenever he was away in different countries performing to millions.

thankfully mark didn’t notice the untruth, only huffing in annoyance before making a motion alike to grabby hands in your direction, beckoning you back over to the bed. “c’mere. please?”

“so clingy,” you teased, running a hand through his blonde hair as you complied to his wishes and sat down to tug some socks on. “what would your work husbands say about this?”

“screw my work husbands.” he mumbled, bleary eyes finally opening fully (albeit slowly) as he took the opportunity to ditch the pillow he’d been reluctantly hugging in place of you and snake his arms around your waist again. his tone melted into the whine it’d been when you’d first left the bed, fingertips curling into the fabric of your shirt and syllables dragging on when he spoke. “why d’you have to go? it’s cold without you, and my bed’s too big for just me.”

“woe is you,” you deadpanned, reaching down to gently pry his palms off of you. but before you let him go completely you pressed a quick kiss against the cold metal of the rings adorning his fingers that he’d forgotten to take off the night prior. a giddy-sounding noise bubbled out of mark at the sensation, and you bit your lip to stop a smile spreading across your face, one that would make you look so obviously in love it be would be embarrassing.

the bed creaked as you stood, and you found your eyes drifting from cabinet to cabinet, the open wardrobe to the (near overflowing) box you crammed all your jewelry into. if there was just one more thing you could add to your look, one more ring to slide onto your fingers or a last minute change change of your shirt, then maybe you could linger a little longer. 

stay with mark a little longer. 

you didn’t know who you were fooling with your nonchalant act, because it certainly wasn’t yourself. you wanted to crawl back into bed with him just as much as he did, wrap your arms around his waist and drink in the warm feeling of his skin and faint smell of his cologne. 

a second glance at your phone told you that wouldn’t be allowed, though, so you turned to say goodbye to the boy currently led right where you’d rather be. it took less than a second to meet his gaze, finding his large brown eyes already staring up at you, cheek squished and held up by one of his palms. 

it tugged at your resolve, a sudden feeling clutching at your heart so fiercely it was all you could do not to melt through the floor. what you did instead was let yourself indulge, leaning down to place a kiss on his lips instead. the curve of his grin pressed against your skin and the warmth of his hands skirting up to hold your arm as you cupped his face was a comfort, the tingling feeling it still gave you even after all the months you’d been together refusing to fade even after you pulled yourself away; far too aware of what you knew would happen if you let yourself get too caught up. 

mark was still looking at you when you straightened up again, like you held the whole world in your eyes, and you poked his cheek in a weak attempt to get him to stop. your heart was going to beat itself out of its chest if he didn’t. when that didn’t work you turned to a verbal reprimanding, although your tone was anything but scolding—instead unbearably fond, mirth dripping through your every word.

“stop looking at me all gooey. i might start to think you like me, or something.”

his lips curved into a pout, the hand supporting his cheek falling back onto the mattress and words coming out muffled as he spoke half-buried in the soft pillow underneath his head.

“i do like you. i love you, actually. and you’re leaving me cold in bed.”

you rolled your eyes at his continued dramatics despite the smile on your face and your own obvious want to stay, avoiding looking back at him in place of shoving things you thought you’d need for the day in your bag because you knew one more pleading look from mark would make you give in. “and you know i love you too. i’ll be back later, baby. then we can laze around all you want, promise.”

“m’holding you to that.”

his words were interrupted by a yawn, and when you’d finally gotten all your things together and stole one last glance at your boyfriend you found him with eyes that were now struggling to stay open again, blinking slowly and remaining closed for longer each time. you huffed a laugh and opened the door with as little noise as possible so not to disturb him from slipping back into slumber, stopping before you stepped through to pull a stupid sappy smile at the sight of the thin streams of sunlight pouring in to paint mark’s sleeping body gold as his chest rose and fell with each breath.

“see you later, yeah?” were your last whispered words before you gently closed the door behind you and left your lover in peace.

you hoped he’d still be right there lazing around in the warmth of the duvet when you came back home, ready for you to collapse onto and fall right back asleep with. the only good thing about leaving at all was knowing you could come back to mark at the end of it.

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[beautifulchris]

lazy morning

wc: 0,4k

pairing: bang chan x gn!reader

summary: just the two of you enjoying a sleep in after a while

genres: fluff, established relationship!au

tw: kissing, suggestive

notes: this one is for you @sulfurcosmos <3 i may have seen a post of yours yesterday and wanted to do something about it. it's short but meaningful and I hope it makes you feel better!! I love you ti❤️

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The room was mostly silent, only the faint chirping of birds outside and the soft breathing of two souls could be heard. Chris was holding onto you tightly in his sleep, the same way he had been when he fell asleep.

It was around ten in the morning and light was coming through the shutters. It gave the room a fairy-like atmosphere, which you were pretty much enjoying.

When Chris moved away from you, slowly waking up from his slumber, you watched him yawn and stretch with a soft smile on your face.

“How did you sleep, love?” you asked, leaving a trail of kisses all around his face.

He giggled, putting his arms around you before holding you close again, your face squeezed against his chest.

“I slept like a baby. How about you?”

“Me too. It feels so good to get a day off like this.”

Your muffled voice against his warm skin tickled him a bit. He let go of you but stayed close enough to see your sleepy eyes and tired smile.

He was so in love with you. Your pretty eyes, your beautiful voice, your good heart, your stunning face… he loved everything about you. The way you’d become excited whenever you saw stars, how you’d tell him everything about the constellations, your favorite stars, fun facts… He would listen intently to every word and see how at peace you’d feel at night.

He felt lucky to get to see you then.

You realized you had closed your eyes for a hot minute, and when you opened them again, you caught Chris staring at you while lost in thought. His legs were tangled in the sheets, your head pressed against his arm and your own arm loosely laid on his back.

You got closer to his face, your mouth mere millimeters away from his and your nose lightly brushing against his. He snapped out of it and blushed at the proximity, then closed the gap, his lips catching yours in a soft kiss.

“I want to stay like this forever,” he blurted, gently putting a stray hair behind your ear.

“Who am I to deny your wishes?” you joked, a playful smile on your face.

He looked at you fondly, got close again and gently kissed your forehead. “I love you, Y/N. So, so much.”

You kissed him again, passionately. Once out of breath, you moved back a little and murmured, “I love you.”

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[angelwoozi]

silk (m)

pairing: wonwoo x reader (afab)

summary: an enigma, that's what he is. his touch is careful, with conviction — and you can feel it in your bones. his sight has always been sinful. but what happens when your boyfriend insists to obstruct your view, and your free reign to touch him by using his silk? yeah, a lot.

genre: smut, pwp, established relationship, 18+

wordcount: 3.3k

warnings: swearing, kissing, blindfold, bondage, orgasm denial, fingering, use of gendered pet names (my love, queen, pretty), unprotected sex (stay safe!), use of ties, overstimulation.

note: an alternative summary? blindfold + bondage with wonwoo lol. also, minors stay away !!! listen to belong to you by sabrina claudio for mood ;) + thanks to @sluttyminghao , @multi-kpop-fanfics and @lovelyhan for helping me by proofreading this :) thankyou for making me less anxious about this hehe

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The dull ache between your thighs doesn't help you to act sane, especially when you feel Wonwoo's lips trail down your neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

You want to cry out loud, for god's sake. The fact that your hands can't move on their own accord is infuriating. The silk around your wrist is not tight, but it binds your hands together pretty firmly. With them over your head, and back arching, you are laid down prettily for him to devour you.

Your lips form a gasp when you feel his tongue peek out and catch your hardened nipple between his lips. You are naked, woven in his silk sheets, like a sinful gift. Your toes curl when Wonwoo takes your other boob in his palm, caressing your mound softly.

"You feel so soft." he murmurs around your nub and your feet tremble a little. You wanna smack him for tying your hands, but you can't do that. You want to watch the beautiful sight of him devouring you unravel in front of your eyes, but you can't do that too. As your bastard of a boyfriend has blindfolded you.

One of his ties covers your eyes, letting you see nothing but the faint red and darkness. He had come home quite tired, and when he had removed his tie, you had taken it in your hands and twirled it around – with no intentions that may be the cause of your situation right now.

It was all him, all hot at seeing you in your skimpiest pajamas on the bed, playing with his tie. It didn't take him long to rush to the wardrobe and procure another piece of his silk. He had discarded his shirt on his short way to the bed, and had then proceeded to climb all over you like a man starved. You had gleefully invited his sloppy kisses and jumbled words – filled with praises and groans. When his incoherent words had suggested getting you blindfolded, the thrill had sent a jolt down your spine, your eyes gleaming with excitement.

You almost kick your leg up when you feel his other hand inching towards your center. You know the conviction in his touch, and the heat that spreads through your body is indecipherable.

"Wonwoo please." you sigh out and he grunts against your skin, making you arch your back a little more. "Please take this cloth off." you are proud of yourself for even speaking a whole sentence without slurring.

His mouth detaches from your nipple, and even though you can't see him, you know how he looks. Like a devil bathed in the soft glow of sin, his lips are always wet, and flushed. His hair has always been shaggy, and unkempt – but you doubt this time it is, given that your hands haven't yet found solace in his locks. It's like torture, and you crave for more when you don't feel his tongue on your skin.

"What would be the fun in that, my love?" His voice is hoarse, deep like the ocean, and the laugh he lets out turns everything inside you into jelly.

"I want, I want to see you." you painfully let out, punctuating your sentence with a surprised gasp because you feel his finger rubbing circles right above your center. Your hands thrash and fall back onto the bed, and you moan out loud, keening under him.

"You should look at yourself, not me." he begins and your breath turns ragged almost immediately, at his voice. It's like the sound is seeping through the pores of your skin and shooting a stimulant right down, to your core. You can drown in him, falling in deep forever. Your lips part open in an instant as his fingers trail lower, slowly but precisely, knowing their way around your body like the back of his hand.

"Huh?" is your mindless reply and he laughs, sending shivers through your body.

"You look so beautiful, all laid out for me." his lips start their descent down your body by kissing a soft path, making your insides flutter. The action is soft, but the intensity is wild and you bite your lower lip to stop yourself from whimpering in his hold.

He kisses a spot below your navel and nuzzles his nose against your skin, with his hands holding your hips to stop you from squirming,"Do you know what this sight of yours does to me?"

You clench your fists. Stretching your legs and assaulting your lip with your teeth, you let out a meek, "I may have an idea."

He laughs lowly, as if mocking you – and you didn't know you were going to find it so fucking hot. Slowly, you feel him creeping up your body, his hand still dancing at your core, while the other comes to your neck.

It's like dipping your feet in the cold water, wary at first, but then wanting more and more. The feeling drives you, as your fists unclench them and you beckon him to you, holding your hands a little above your head. You hear rustling, and your head shoots up a little, anticipating his next move. The touch of silk on your skin makes you feel luxe, but the touch of your love, as he moves his hands all over your upper body makes you feel heavenly.

It's all of a sudden that you feel his hot breath against your lips, and the ghost of his forearms beside your head. Your chin tilts towards him on its own accord, and a single exhale of his, against you makes your brain go haywire. Especially when he takes you by surprise by moving smoothly, sly like a fox, and gracefully like a swan.

You move your tied hands, but he pins them down with a single movement of his. His fingers intertwine themselves with yours, and he presses down on your palm lightly, directing you to stay still. You keen under him, opening up your lips in a silent invitation, but what he does next pulls all the breath out of you.

He presses his hips against yours, his pelvis on yours, and the sudden feeling of his length against your thigh makes you moan against his lips.

"Now do you know what you do to me?" is his deep grunt, and he grinds against you, making you arch your back and pant in all your glory.

"Y-yes." you stutter and immediately feel his lips on your jaw. Albeit the touch of his plump lips against your skin is feather light, it ignites a fiery glow within you, all from your bones. His free arm hovers beside your boob, and he traces a finger all down to your center, again, leaving fire in its wake.

"Wonwoo, please," you sigh out and he leaves a meek kiss beside your lips, urging you to speak, "Please, fuck me." You almost forget the fact that you can't see, his actions not letting your mind linger at one place for too long. He is a devil in between the sheets, and it should be pathetic how gone you already are, when he has hardly touched you. But you feel no shame, still folding towards him, like a metal in his magnetic field.

"As you say, my queen. But won't we need to get you ready for me?" Yes, God yes. You know what needs to be done in order for you to take him, and you thrash your hands, again getting pinned down by him. The excitement and anticipation is through the roof for you to stay sane anymore.

"Relax, baby." is his reply and you don't know when, or how, but suddenly a finger is parting up your folds.

Your legs spread instinctively, and he settles between your thighs like he belongs there. His longest finger traces a path from your clit to your cunt, and you whimper, shuddering like crazy. You think you hear him laugh, but your mind is too hazy for you to make sense of anything at all.

His lips find the valley of your breasts, and he licks a path up. You think he might be looking like a stealthy beast, eyes shining with lust, set on you, and tongue flat on your bones, making you shiver. You tilt your head, your eyes pressed tightly with a painful countenance. His finger finds your clit and he rubs circles over it, making you hiss and preen.

His mouth is hardly an inch from your neck, his finger still moving languidly on your nub. The fire that awoke beneath your skin was relentless, making you crave for more. You purr under him, kissing his skin with yours as you shift in a way that your breast brushes his clavicle.

You thrash your hands when he presses down on your clit, eliciting a moan from you. The insensitivities slip past your lips, and he groans when your legs tremble.

"Baby you are so wet." is his word and you revel in it. You want to say 'for you, only' but your clouded brain only allows you to manage a weak nod. The air that you take in is heavy, and hot and your skin burns, making you gasp for it.

Soon, his finger finds your cunt, and he plunges it inside, making you moan out loud. It is madness, the way he curls his digit inside you, causing a wave of pleasure to gush at your center. He groans when he feels your wetness soaking his hand, and you clench around him. He lays a kiss on your jaw, and starts moving his finger at a painful pace.

"Wonwoo." you try to open your eyes, but your eyelids fall back again. You writh under him and he sensually kisses your skin, his tongue licking stripes over your beauty.

"It's like you are sucking me in," he says and you clench around his fingers again. Rightfully so. His lips form a breathless laugh and yours get clamped under your teeth, as you stop yourself from uttering insensitivities. His finger works smoothly, and his thumb presses down on your clit, eliciting a loud moan from you – making you throw away all your previous thoughts of staying quiet out of the fucking window.

His lips are still on your torso, making you squirm in place, and your breaths get heavier as you hiss. The pleasure clouds your brain, and you feel him press down on you eagerly, waiting for you to unfold for him. You bring your hands in front of your chest, brushing them over your skin and shuddering at the cold touch. The feeling of his digits inside you, and the sheer intensity of his lips worshiping your form has you on the edge, almost tumbling. You cry out loud, and just before you tell him that you are close, he pulls away, your cunt empty and devoid of his touch– devoid of him.

"Wonwoo?" you squirm, your chest rising and deflating with disappointment on being left high and not so dry, "Why did you stop?" your whisper is weak, a sigh breaking through the heavy air.

"Because I'd like you to come around my cock, my love."

That's like a knife to your gut. Except– its sharp edge is covered in the sweetest of nectar, and as it twists inside you, the nectar spreads through your veins, entrancing you in the sweet, exciting rush. Your lips exhale a breath and you fall back on the bed, your hair wound around you in shapes, and strings of beauty. The anticipation is through the roof at this point, and you are yearning for him like a parched person, walking in a desert.

Your eyes still face darkness when you feel his lips ghost over yours, a silent invitation to entice you into him– if you hadn't already been. You tip your head up and find him, causing him to press down and make you fall on the pillow again. His lips move against yours like they have their own mind, a practiced routine, a drop of love. There's a lingering touch on your waist, and you register his body moving up, trying to adjust himself between your legs.

"Spread your legs for me, pretty." he voices against your lips in a breathy sigh and your mind reels as you instinctively part your legs, allowing him solace between your thighs. You don't know when he got rid of his garments, but it's soon that you feel his tip poking your entrance, making you gasp against him.

"Ah, so wet. You wish you could look at how my cock is already drenched because of you, don't you?" he groans and you almost shout out loud. The sensory deprivation is making you run miles an hour, and making your other senses at an all time high. His tip nudges your folds, making its way inside you and you moan out loud– a pathetic nod to reply to him, because you are rendered way too speechless for your own good.

Of course, you would like to see the point where you two meet, a filthy promise. Your wrists still don't feel the pain, but your mind, which yearns to touch him, and to see him, sure as hell does.

"Only your sight and hands are restricted, baby. Not your tongue." he says, and bottoms out in one go, making you cry out loud and tighten your fists around nothing, your pussy clenching around him, while you attempt to register the sudden shock.

"Yes, yes, Wonwoo." you moan out, and you could swear he smirked, even if you can't see it.

Soft whimpers fall out of your lips like petals as he starts moving, his pace sure and slow. His hands pin you down as they travel up to your palms and interlock his fingers with yours, pressing down as his forehead stays on yours, his hot breath mixing with yours as his hips work.

The intimacy has butterflies flying in your stomach, and the curve of his cock inside your cunt has you fighting for your breath. You take him in, you drink him in, and a prolonged groan reverberates against your lip when your love increases his pace, his length hitting you at all the right places, making you mewl under him.

You tightly hold onto his fingers, scared that you'll slip away if you let go. Your voice breaks, and the slick sound of skin hitting skin echoes across the quiet room, enhanced by your whimpers, "Please, baby."

"Please? You would like me to go faster?" is his question, and you nod eagerly, hoping he has his eyes open and set on you.

You think he did have his eyes open, because the next second his hips snap into yours, sending your whole body up the bed. You suddenly shout out, your nails digging into his hands as he laughs low– before beginning the most ruthless pace ever.

"Oh my god, Wonwoo," you moan, and his lips start peppering kisses on your skin, the fire burning faster at the wet touch. His lips stay at a place above your eyebrows when you feel his hand on the tie around your wrist, him fucking into you like a man starved of sex. Your walls clench around him, and he sighs out your name, the sound catching your attention like a firefly in the darkest of nights – it relights you.

"Do you know how sinful you look right now?" his voice is deep and low against your skin, and you would've missed it if your senses hadn't been on an all time high, catching the faintest of squeaks. You whine at his words, thrashing your hands of only to tell him to stop saying things so harmful for you, but he still carries on, "Like a work of art, woven in my silk, for me."

That's the meanest thing he could ever say to you, especially when you can't touch him, can't see him. It's like torture, the way you love him. You clench around him again, before speaking, "Please untie me, I wanna touch you."

He thrusts into you, quick and deep and you feel a familiar knot building up in your core– yet one more knot which makes your pleasure skyrocket. He just laughs at your words, his thumb inching closer to the silk, yet never touching it– testing you and your already barely there sanity.

"You can touch me later all you want, my love. I am all yours."

Fuck.

You are sure there are marks on his skin, because of the insensitivities of your nails digging in it, his words just making you feel more. His cock fucks you like a beast, and you had a thought you'd see red even if your vision hadn't been obstructed.

Behind closed eyes, you also see the edge nearing, and between moans and the sound of the bed squeaking, mixed with the continuous slapping of skin against skin– you tell him that, "Wonu, I am close."

"Hold up for me, baby. Just for a while." he groans and your body jerks with his force, him easily bottoming inside you with each and every snap of his hips.

"I can't," you cry out, on the verge of tears as your body tries to hold on tight to anything it can find, "Please let me come."

There's a long lasting moment wherein you feel like your guts are being rearranged by his now sloppy thrusts before he speaks, "Let it go, come for me." in a sigh against your lips and you quite literally melt.

You come around his cock– just like he had wished, and your body falls limp on the bed as your high takes over you, making you see stars and even try to reach out for them, if you could move your hands then. If you could reach out to him, you would, and exactly when that thought hits you, you feel a weight on your hands– one that unravels another knot of yours, this time making you almost scream out with joy.

You tiredly flex your hands, before bringing them above your head, slowly, cautiously. You know he is still moving, the feel of his thick cock inside you succeeding at keeping your body on fire, and barely controlled whimpers. As soon as you bring your hands above your head, they touch his skin, and it's as if your touch is a trigger for him, because he immediately sighs out,

"Y/N,"

Oh how sweet it sounds. You wrap your hands around his neck and Instinctively bring him closer to your face, hoping your movements to be precise as you feel his breath fan over your hot skin.

"Kiss me, please."

The quietly whispered plea, and the slight touch of his lips against yours is all that takes for the man to break down, and spill inside you. His cum is hot, coating your walls, and he moans your name loudly against your lips, you feeling the ghost of his hands bracing themselves beside your face as he steadies himself.

He rides out his orgasm, and you feel a slight twinge as you feel it overbearing for your pussy– his cock overstimulating you.

"S-stop, it hurts."

He immediately stops moving and rests his forehead against yours. You feel his chest brush yours with each heavy breath you both take, in a harmony.

"I love you." he says, and it's music to your ears, completing the incomplete song and making you sigh– all while you try to calm yourself down.

It's when you say those words back that he pushes the cloth blinding you over your eyebrow, causing you to squint your eyes to adjust to the sudden change. But when your eyes open fully, the only red that you see (which you had thought you would), is if you colorize the emotion which reflects in his eyes as they stare deep into yours–

Love.

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Amazing // Choi Seungcheol

Summary: Seungcheol doesn’t understand why she won’t let him take care of her when it’s all he wants to do. He has no idea how she found out about what he’s been doing every month for the past six months but he’s sure he can get her to agree with his logic.

Warnings: Idol!Seungcheol x OC!Solana, kinda one-sided situationship, a tiny bit suggestive,Seungcheol on his glucose guardian agenda, curve/plus-sized, foreigner!oc, Seungcheol calls her Sol, princess. I think that’s about it, let me know if I missed anything.

A/N: This is part of an idolverse series that’ll be posted in non-chronological order. I’m not sure how many parts members will have but there might be instances of crossovers.Mingyu, Seungcheol and Minghao are the only ones that I have anything written/plotted for. I’m not promising frequent updates because I’m currently on an intensive training program before starting grad school but I have some free time starting Thursday so I’ll try to work on pieces during that time. I only just got back into posting my work in the kpop community after a break from it but I do enjoy anime as well so you may come across it on my dashboard. Lastly, I am absolute trash when it comes to titles and summaries so please bare with me in advance.

Solana and Seungcheol rarely argued and if they did, it was usually about the same thing; Seungcheol spending his money on her like it was the easiest thing in the world for him to do. And in his mind, it was. Seungcheol understood that she was more than capable of providing for and taking care of herself but he felt as though she shouldn’t have to with him around.

They’d met before he’d even acquired the amount of money he had today so he knew for a fact that it wasn’t why she was with him which is exactly why he spent it on her. Seungcheol in most instances believed that actions spoke louder than words and if he felt like buying his girlfriend’s entire shopping cart on her favorite jewelry site than that’s exactly what he’s going to do.

Usually Sol wouldn’t say anything because no matter how much she told him not to, he’d find a way to justify his actions and just do it once again. This time however, she refused to let him.

“Yah!! Choi Seungcheol!” She exclaimed as she entered her apartment. His head pops out from the kitchen where he’d been peeling tangerines when he hears her.

“What’d I do?” She only ever called him by his government name when she angry or irritated with him.

“Y’know what you did! I thought we agreed that you’d ease up on excessive amounts of spending that you do on me?”

“We did, I haven’t spent excessively on you since the last time you gave me an earful for buying everything in your cart from The Jade Jewelers. What’s this about?” He asks tangerines forgotten as he follows her to the living room area, arms crossed over his chest as he looks at her rummaging through her bag before pulling out a small pile of paper.

“You’re really going to play dumb with me right now? You haven’t been spending excessively? Then explain this.” She spits out pressing the printed sheets to his chest.

Seungcheol takes the papers from her hand, looking them over before ‘shit’ is whispered from his lips. “You weren’t supposed to find out about this.”

“Well, no shit Seungcheol. Explain yourself.” She snaps as she sits on the couch with her arms crossed and looking directly at him.

“How’d you find out?”

“That’s not important. I’ve been living here for six months and you’ve been paying my rent this entire time after I told you I didn’t like you spending excessively on me especially when it came to things that I’m capable of handling on my own.”

“I know you’re capable, I do, but just because you can do all these things for yourself doesn’t mean that you have to. I’m here and I’m willing, wanting to do these things for you but you won’t let me.Why can’t I do nice things for you?”

Because it makes this feel like it’s more than what it is. It’s what she wants to tell him because as much as Seungcheol acted like it wasn’t that big of a deal, it was to her. She’d constantly have to remind herself that they weren’t in a relationship. They hooked up whenever he had free time and him paying for her KTX ticket and accommodation in Seoul was as much as she said she’d allow him but Choi Seungcheol had a way of getting whatever he wanted.

“It’s not that you can’t do nice things for me, it’s just that you have a habit of behaving like a damn glucose guardian when it comes to expenses.”

“Okay, and? If I want to behave like your sugar daddy and pay and do everything for you then you should just let me. Think about it,” he says dropping in the space next to her wasting no time in pulling her onto his lap.

“I cover all your basic expenses and necessities and all you have to do is sit pretty and get that degree. Sounds like a win-win situation to me.”

“No. Now either fix it or I’m transferring the money to your account.”

“I’ll send it right back. Play with me if you want to.” He smirks at her.

“God, you’re so infuriating.” She huffs getting off his lap and moving down the hall to her bedroom.”

“Yahhhh, we weren’t finished yet.” She can hear him pouting as he follows behind her.

“Yes, we are because you’re going to do it again regardless of what I say right now.” She responses slipping off her jacket.

“Sollllllll, are you really that upset about it?” When she doesn’t reply, he wraps his arms around her waist and rests his head on her shoulder. “If I compromise with you, will you stop being upset with me and go back to calling me Cheol?”

“Does that compromise include you not paying all my bills?” She replies sarcastically.

“Watch it, princess. Don’t want that mouth getting you in trouble don’t you? I’ve already let you slide with the sass, don’t push it.” He speaks into her ear before lightly nipping at her neck.

“I’ll let you pay your phone bill and groceries but that’s it. Despite what you say I know you only moved out from the dorms this early because of me and to allow us more privacy. The least I can do is cover your rent and utilities, I can’t help it because that’s just who I am and you know this. Now, forgive me please?” 

Seungcheol asks spinning her around in his arms. She was just about an inch or two shorter than him so he didn’t have to do much to look her in the eyes. “I don’t want you mad at me on my last night before I leave.”

“Forgive me,” there’s a peck to her cheek followed by another until Seungcheol has pressed kisses all over her face and has her a giggling mess.

“Fine, fine,Cheolll.” She laughs trying to escape him but he’s not having it.

“I can’t hear you princess, what was that?” He teases as he grasps her chin between his thumb and forefinger.

“I forgive you,” 

“And?” he encourages though he already knows that he’s gotten his way once again.

“I’ll let you take care of me even if it means putting my pride and independent nature aside and letting you pay my rent.” she sighs dramatically.

She’d never admit it but seeing Seungcheol be domestic had a tendency to do things to her. Things he’d never let her hear the end of if he knew. She’d seen a lot of different sides to Choi Seungcheol in the two years since they started all this but domesticated Seungcheol was her second favorite.

“Y’know what’s amazing?” He asks and she’s so busy staring at him that she misses the teasing lithe in his voice.

“Hmmm?” Her hands are draped over his shoulders, fingers playing in the hair at the nape of his neck. His hands around her waist resting on the curve of her ass as he leans in closer to her ear.

“We both know that I have no problem getting your pussy wet but when are you finally going to admit that me being all domesticated and taking care of you gets you all hot and bothered the same way it does to me? Hmmm?”

The way her breath hitches is enough to let him know that he’s right but he doesn’t act on it.

“C’mon, I cut fruit and we have new episodes to finish.” He says kissing her cheek as he leaves her standing in the bedroom like he didn’t just read her for filth. It takes a few seconds for her to recover but once she does she’s following behind him.

“Yah! Choi Seungcheol!”

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[duhnova]

a challenge - choi seungcheol & jeon wonwoo

word count: ~1.5k

synopsis: a punishment thats not really a punishment

warning(s): smut under the cut (mdni!!!), dubcon?, spanking, multiple orgasms, squirting, fingering, masturbation, cum on body, reader is called a good girl & baby & princess, let me know if i forgot anything! - don't mind grammatical errors/typos (i tried and its 2am). this is literally just mindless, and its been sitting in my drive FOREVER… anyways i finally did something with it because of @multi-kpop-fanfics

it was safe to say that you should never challenge your best friends on who can fuck you better - especially when one of them has been your friends with benefits for months now. wonwoo wasn’t a possessive person, and he’d be damned if seungcheol could think he could fuck you better than him. which is where you found yourself right now, several rounds later, neither one of them wanting to back down but physically they needed to take a break and after you had orgasmed before either one of them gave you permission too it was only fair that you were punished. 

seungcheol grabbed your hips to drag you to the edge of the bed where your legs hang off. he has a smirk on his face as his fingers dig into your hips a little while he makes eye contact with wonwoo who nods his head a little, telling him to go for it. he moves one of his hands to rest on your lower back to keep you in place and he uses his other hand to rub soothingly at your ass cheeks. 

“i want you to start counting for me princess.” and with that his heavy hand made contact with your left ass cheek, the same one wonwoo had smacked not even a minute ago. whining quietly, your feet come up to try and cover your ass.

“no.” seungcheol pushes your legs back down. “every time you do that i’ll start over. understood?” when you nod he's quick to land another blow to the same one.

“two..” you let out a shaky breath only for seungcheol to scoff. “no?” you whine before he lands another smack to your ass causing you to squeak.

“that’s two.” 

“but-“ he smacked your ass again, cutting your sentence off.

“we started over because you moved your legs, remember?” you nod your head quickly, your fingers digging into the sheet below you. he takes a second to rub your ass cheek, allowing the soft side to come out for just a second before he smacks it. 

“four!” you yelp, your legs kicking up a little from the shock of it. you’re quick to put them back down as you stutter out apology after apology. “please don’t start over im sorry! i’ll be good i promise!”

“i don’t know sweetheart.. that’s the second time now,” he looks up at wonwoo who was sitting in his gaming chair, his boxers back on but his cock still painfully hard underneath. “wonwoo?” 

“smack her ass till she’s cumming and crying.” any nice bone in his body was gone as his jaw set while he watched the older male do just as he said. 

you yelped and whined as seungcheol’s heavy hand came down on both of your ass cheeks, alternating every couple smacks to give the other a break. the pain began to mix with pleasure at some point, there was no real friction offered other then the little jolts your body did as you rocked against the bed with every blow. 

around the thirtieth smack your counting didn’t even matter anymore as you dig your nails into the sheets, your babbling getting louder as some twisted part of your body decided you were going to cum when he delivered a particularly hard smack. tears stream down your face as you sob, your legs coming up to cover your ass, seungcheol letting them as you process the fact that you just orgasmed from him spanking you. 

“good girl.” seungcheol coos as he lets his hand wander down so his fingers can feel the juices that begin to seep out of you. “can you give us another one?”

“i think she can.” wonwoo groans quietly from his seat as he finally allows his hands to offer himself some relief. you whine loudly when his fingers ghost over your entrance before you’re wiggling your hips. 

“‘m a good girl.” is all you mumble before your legs scoot open enough so seungcheol’s hand can fit between them. 

“you are,” wonwoo hums as he rubs his hard cock through his boxers. “my good girl.”

“our good girl.” seungcheol mumbles before dipping his fingers into your sopping pussy. your slick made it easy or his middle and ring finger to set a fast pace. 

you gasp at the pace, your body still sensitive from all the orgasms you had experienced before your “punishment” that wasn’t so much of a punishment after you were allowed to cum followed by seungcheol stuffing you with his thick fingers.

“cheollie~” you mewl when his fingers curl to hit the bundle of nerves that has your legs closing and locking around his arm as he continues to draw wet squelching from your pussy. 

“open those pretty legs baby.” wonwoo groans quietly. seungcheol manages to unwrap your legs from his arm before forcing them open so wonwoo can watch his fingers disappear in your wet heat. 

“thats it baby.. take it all.” seungcheol groans at the feeling of your pussy clenching around his fingers as he speeds up the pace, his arm muscles flexing as he focuses on your pleasure more then the cramp he knows he’s going to get later. 

“cum.. cum!” you babble as you try to find something on the bed to clutch. the rubber band in your stomach was pulled tight, tighter than it ever has been pulled. 

“wanna cum already?” seungcheol smirks almost triumphantly, he’s managed to rip two orgasms out of you in such a quick and short period of time. 

“please.. please! please!” you beg pathetically, before either of them could give you an answer the orgasm washes over your body like a tsunami. it was like a dam broke as you squirt all over cheols fingers and arms - he tries to help you rid it out but your pussy forces his fingers out as he rubs hard at your clit to milk you for everything you have. 

“shiiiiit.” you sob as your body goes limp, your face buried in the crook of your elbow. wonwoo groans loudly as he stands up to shoo seungcheol away, his cock in his hand again. 

“you did so good baby.” he moans lowly, his glasses sliding down his nose as he looks down at your spent body, your ass red - a little bit of purpleing could be seen as the bruises begin to form. “fuck.” he whines quietly as he jerks his cock faster before cumming all over your ass and back, painting you white. 

“so, who fucked you better princess?” seungcheol mumbled as he sat on the bd next to you to push the hair out of your eyes while you panted quietly, still trying to come down. 

“i..” you huff before rolling over onto your back, not caring about the cum thats all over it as you stare at wonwoo whos standing above you before looking at seungcheol whos to your right. “i think its a tie..” you laugh quietly while they both look at each other with raised eyebrows. 

“a tie?” wonwoo grumbles. 

“that can’t do princess, one of us had to fuck you a little better than the other.” seungcheol continues to pet your hair gently. 

“well,” you offer them a tired grin. “maybe round two can help me decide.”

“right now?” wonwoo’s eyes are a little wide, collectively the three of you have orgasmed at least twelve times. 

“not tonight, you two might actually fuck me dumb.”

“and our dicks could fall off.” wonwoo jokes as he shuffles around the room to find your water bottle, aftercare with him included him feeding and hydrating you until you could get up on your own to get cleaned up. once you quenched your thirst, seungcheol hoisted you up in his arms so he could take you to the bathroom. 

“i assure you if we go one last round in the shower my dick won’t fall off.”  he jokes as he sets you down on a towel on the sink. 

“hey! you’re not about to fuck her in my shower without me.” wonwoo tries to follow but seungcheol moves quicker then that to lock him out. 

“snooze you lose! besides we wouldn’t want your precious dick to fall off.” he laughs quietly before going to start the shower for you, letting it warm up.

“are we really gonna fuck while he stands out there and pouts?” you giggle as he helps you stand, walking you slowly into the shower so he can help your clean up. 

“no, i just wanted some alone time with you that's all.” he hums quietly as hes gentle about rubbing soap on your body. you learn very quickly that seungcheol’s aftercare is very much physical as he helps you clean up, dry off and get dressed before he takes you back to wonwoos bed to cuddle in the fresh blankets while said male goes back to gaming after freshening up himself. 

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[koishiro]

Pussy power | 방탄소년단

↳ SUMMARY: having to teach the lowest and failing class in school, you have to find a way to keep their attention and their grades up but it won’t be easy

↳ PAIRING: students!min yoongi, jung hoseok, park jimin, kim taehyung, jeon jungkook x teacher!reader

↳ GENRE: smut with plot (smut is shown in part 2)

↳ CW/S: reader fingers herself, mentions of porn, age gap

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It had been another awkward and difficult day for me at school and teaching the class I had been allocated this year was positively heart-breaking. There were 5 boys and 6 girls, all of them 18 years old. The boys ranged from Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook. Every one of them an under achiever and apparently not interested in anything I had to teach them. Only government regulations, designed to keep them out of unemployment statistics, had kept them in educational systems for so long. Due to these new rules they had been made to repeat their final year, but, at the end of the current school year they would have to leave. Every one of them would undoubtedly flounder in the tough world of the jobs market.

And the bottom line was - they weren't interested. They were, in fact, the left - overs after all vacancies in the other classes had been filled. I remember the head - teacher gently patting me on the back and asking me to do my best.

"They’re a lost cause, Y/n, but, we still have to go through the motions. Meanwhile, because of staffing problems, apart from Science and Art, I'm afraid you have to cover most if not all of their subjects yourself”

I remember groaning at this news. I suppose it was because I had been the last teacher to join his staff. I had gotten the short straw.

And so I tried. Day after day, week after week. Surely, they couldn't be as bad as they’d been portrayed, I told myself. But, the sad looks and sympathy I got for my lack of progress from the Headmaster and fellow teachers told me otherwise.

It was frustrating and painstaking work every day. I was lucky to be heard, such was the noise and disruption in that classroom. It was an unending struggle and my pupils and I were going nowhere, achieving nothing. I was at my wits end in trying to get through to them. It was so exhausting and depressing. They were the most unruly and inattentive group of young people I had ever come across since I had started in the teaching profession some 5 years ago.

The trouble was that, previously, I had worked in private girls schools in London, where discipline and attitudes were vastly different. But, when I was transferred to Korea, I had limited choices. Apgujeong High School was where I had ended up. It was different to London and the South East. In this part of Korea the economic situation was tougher and job opportunities more difficult to find. It would have been an exaggeration to say the school was in a deprived area. But it was getting that way. The school catered for all pupils in the area of secondary school age. Some of them, same age as my lot were doing their CSAT’s. But obviously there was a big difference in abilities.

Ideally, my target as a teacher was to bring these youngsters up to a basic and acceptable standard, so they could leave school with at least some qualifications, but, up to now I was failing miserably, even with a relatively small class like this. I couldn't think of any one of them succeeding. They would be leaving school with not a single school exam success between them. What chance did they have at obtaining decent employment. As things were going, I was heading for a clean sheet of failure for my efforts. But, I didn't like failure. I had come into the teaching profession to succeed.

"Don't you have any ambition; don't you want to do something with your lives?" I cried out in despair one day. They looked at me in amused silence. I might as well have been talking in a foreign language. All they wanted to do, seemingly, was to quit school and go onto unemployment benefits. Most of them lived in run down areas and were from broken homes etc. In fact, I knew very little about their personal lives. There had to be some real communication between us to do that. And so far, there hadn't been any.

Talking to colleagues in the staff room - more specifically Namjoon, one of many biology teachers - , I was warned that my pathetic efforts to make some progress were being monitored by the powers that be. "Don't blame the old headmaster; he said he's under a lot of pressure from the higher-ups. Also, he thinks we are due for an OFSTED inspection soon.”

"Do you think I'll be sacked?" I asked, worried. "Could be" Namjoon said. "They have the power to do it and they like to make an example of somebody every now and then. It makes them look good" And, at the very least, I knew that bad reports on my abilities would blight my career.

When I went back to the classroom, I was starting to panic. As usual there was mayhem in the room. If anything, this lot were getting worse.

Jungkook was trying to aim a paper airplane into Taehyung mouth, Hoseok had launched Jimin onto his shoulders - now spinning in circles and Yoongi, well, he was dead asleep at the back of the classroom.

What was I going to do? I had tried everything my teacher training had taught me and was getting nowhere. It was beginning to be a nightmare and I knew that in this case there was no light at the end of the tunnel.

One frustrating week later, I had an idea; funnily enough from watching a silly little porn film. I liked to watch them every now and again, especially after an extricating day of handling those brats. Anything to calm the pent up aggression I had.

In one of them, a young and attractive brunette teacher started to strip. Funnily enough, I thought she looked a lot like me. And, of course, she got the immediate attention of the young males in her class. After that, inevitably, she got fucked across her desk by all and sundry. It was to be expected, I suppose. After all it was a porn movie.

Normally, I would have gone out of the room or made a coffee while I wait for the plot to actually get somewhere but, there was something about her being in a classroom that got through to me. Unlike other films of that nature, the acting was good, it seemed very realistic. I watched it again and again when I had the chance, watching her getting it from the boys. Sometimes, I stripped at the same time she did, and then compared my naked body to hers. I was pleased to see I matched her in all respects, because, I too had long shapely legs, decent size tits and curves in all the right places. Could I do that? Strip in a classroom? I started to seriously think about it.

Then, later, after watching it several more times, I was convinced that it was the perfect answer to my problems at this school: An unconventional and risky solution, yes; but why not? I could challenge the boys in my class to work hard and pass exams on the promise that I would strip for them. It seemed like a really good idea.

Of course, I knew that none of them were bothered enough to make it, but, (and this was the important thing) they would at least make an effort to study and learn. My working life would be tolerable again. It was the old carrot and stick routine. The carrot being the prospect of seeing my naked body, the stick being the work they would have to do to make it happen. I reckoned it was worth a shot. It was my last hope really. Of course, I didn't tell my friend and colleague Namjoon about my bright idea. In fact the fewer people who knew about it the better and I had to keep that firmly in mind.

I picked a time, purposely; when the girls were absent, to make my pitch. Two or three times a week they had netball or cookery sessions and that suited me just fine. The only female left in the class on those occasions was me. The guys as usual were inattentive and noisy, talking among themselves, telling dirty jokes and trying to outdo each other in being the biggest nuisance in the class.

I was well and truly fed up with this sort of thing. I left my desk and went to stand in front of the class. I was wearing one of my shortest skirts that day, deliberately so.

"WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO DO A STRIPTEASE?" I shouted.

Immediately, there was a complete and deathly silence. It had got their attention alright.

"What was that, Miss," Yoongi, who I had noted as the oldest amongst the group and the local slacker who’d usually sleep through class, said back.

"I said... how would you like me to do a striptease for you."

It took a moment for what I said to register in the silence of the room.

"YES MISS," was the loud response seconds later.

I could tell they were astounded by my announcement.

"Will you show your pussy, Miss," Another - Jimin, the known ‘fuckboy’ of the school - sniggered and then everyone laughed. Dirty laughs. They were onto a subject they liked and discussing the teacher's pussy was a real turn-on.

"Of course I will," I said.

That shocked them. There was stony silence again. In fact, you could have heard a pin drop. Now I was getting their full attention. Something that was very rare indeed.

I continued, gaining more confidence by the second.

"When I say naked, I mean naked, you all know what that means don't you?"

"Yeah" Jimin said brazenly, "it means we get to see tits, legs, pussy, everything!”

"Are you shaved, Miss?" Taehyung, the loudest of the group, asked. More like sniggers.

"Well, you'll have to wait to find out, won't you?" I said huskily.

There were shouts of "WHEN, WHEN" before Hoseok spoke up. He was sort of an unofficial spokesman for the class.

"Is that a definite promise then, Miss? Can we hold you to it?" He must have thought I'd gone out of my mind.

"Yes," I said. "It can actually happen. It's up to you." There was more shouting and talking as the boys got excited. They hadn't expected a topic like this for their afternoon in class.

Just then my voice began to falter. For some reason I was nervous. I suppose I was imagining standing there before these 5 youths without a stitch of clothing. Could it actually happen? I went weak at the knees.

Pull yourself together, woman, before you lose control, I told myself.

They were talking in whispers now, dirty talk, talking about me; discussing my physical attributes; she's got great legs, big tits, I had heard similar things before, enough to realise that the boys rated me, quite high as a sex symbol in their eyes. My throat went dry. I grabbed my glass of water and swallowed. Somehow, I managed to talk again.

"Yes, I know you would like that," I said..."but, and there is a big but."

"Oh," went a disappointed moan from my audience.

"I knew there would be a catch Miss," said Jeon Jungkook, the usual boisterous teen - almost as bad as Taehyung. Almost.

"Well here's the thing," I said, "all you have to do to get me to perform for you is work at your studies and pass some exams. It's as simple as that; because, believe it or not, I actually WANT you to succeed. So much so, that I am prepared to do this for you. I am prepared to shame and humiliate myself by sexily stripping and exposing my naked body to you guys at the end of term”

"Yeah, we get the bit about the stripping, Teach, but what exactly would we have to achieve in order for you to do this?"

It was Min Yoongi again and it was a very good question. Unfortunately, he had caught me out as I hadn't thought it through enough.

"Well that could be the subject of negotiation between us" was what I said. I had to say something or they would have switched off.

In the end, I agreed that I would do it for any boy who achieved a grade C level. (That was generally accepted as a decent grade and one that that employers recognised)

My heart started to pound as I wondered whether I had set the bar high enough.

"Is that in any subject," asked Kim Taehyung. One pass in any subject? They were all very interested now. I could tell.

"Okay then," I agreed, “We can go with that”

My heart started pounding again...

"What about a sample Miss, to see if it would be worthwhile"

"What do you mean?"

"Show us a bit of leg like”

"Alright," I said, "I can do that”

So, I looked at them sexily and lifted my skirt up my thigh. Every single one of them was leaning forward, focusing hard on my legs. Some of them even got out of their seats to get a closer look. Very slowly I eased my skirt further up to let them see more; You could have cut the atmosphere with a knife. Strangely enough, I was beginning to enjoy myself. And for once, I had these guys in the palm of my hand. I had found a magic formula; the power of sex.

"That's just a taster," I said as I let my skirt drop "And it's all you're going to get until the main event”

"What about the girls?" asked Jimin, "are they going to be in on it?"

"No" I said emphatically, "this is just between me and all of you guys here. I am the only female involved and I want you all to myself. It will be our secret. Nobody outside of this room gets to know, because, if it gets out, I will be prevented from doing my striptease act for you. And I would be so disappointed if that happens"

I was making it up as I went along now. But, for the first time I wondered if I could actually go through with what I was promising.

Yoongi spoke up. His sheer no-bullshit attitude demanded attention and respect from the other boys.

"Anybody snitches and they'll end up in hospital," he said, showing off his clenched fist accompanied with a glare.

"Yeah, I'll back that" said Jungkook, making me suppress a smile. He was cute but he wouldn't frighten anybody.

"Yeah, me too!" Another shouted.

That spread and within seconds all the guys had vowed themselves to secrecy under pain of death.

"Will it just be a quick strip then Miss, cos that'll be over in a minute or two, won't it?"

Yoongi had caught me off guard again. Just as it was all going so well.

I had hesitated and he was in like a flash. Maybe, I had underestimated his intelligence.

"Well what more do you want me to do?" I offered.

I suddenly had an image of the naked Miss Lushbody - the pornstar - and felt an erotic shimmer pass through me.

"I dunno," replied Yoongi, "maybe a kiss or a dance; something like that"

I was so grateful that nothing crude or suggestive had been shouted out that I readily agreed to Yoongi’s suggestion.

"We should write it down," he said wisely, "work something out”

The class were with him. "Yeah that sounds fair and reasonable," Hoseok agreed.

Down to the last man they voted that in: A committee of five. They had never agreed on anything before in my recollection. At least it was progress.

"You agree, Miss?"

I gulped, as I remembered Miss Lushbody getting ravaged by a group of males over her desk. I went weak at the knees again. "Alright," I heard myself say in a squeaky kind of voice that sounded dangerously like female submission. But, what the hell was I agreeing to?

"I'll draw something up," said Yoongi taking control.

I opened my mouth to say something, but, nothing came out. I had lost the initiative and others were taking control. So, I found myself standing there, prettily, like a dumb Miss Lushbody.

My heart was beating so hard I started to get dizzy. And, how I managed to finish the lesson and get out of that classroom I will never know. But, essentially, I had pulled it off. Things were in motion.

.☆.

From Day one, after our arrangement, everything changed. It was as though I had built a fire under them. All noise and chatter suddenly ceased; it became a thing of the past. Disruption was a no-no. Now they listened to every word I said. I couldn't believe the change. I was on cloud nine as homework was dutifully handed in, discussion and debate was intelligent and generally to the point.

But, if I had been under any illusions as the reason for this change, Yoongi put me right on that, one day after class. "It's lust what's done it Miss. They all want to see you strip naked”

"Oh" I said." Well ...we're all looking forward to it then" (What else could I say?)

Weeks went by and the progress was nothing short of amazing. Even the half dozen lazy girls were caught up in it. They didn't know anything, about what had been agreed of course, but, the atmosphere in the class was conducive to learning and that had benefited them. The boys were shushing them every time they started to talk.

Then Yoongi gave me the written paper. He said all the guys had agreed on it.

I started to read it on my lunch break in the staffroom, but, quickly decided to disappear into the ladies. I didn't want anyone else to see me with it. In a cubicle, I took off my skirt and started to read. I was shocked; it was a boy's charter for sexually exploiting their nieve teacher. No wonder they were all working like demented beavers.

I was to strip, yes, that was still in there, but now, I had to remain naked until they gave me permission to put my clothes back on. They wanted a real good look at my naked body.

My imagination ran riot, and, before I knew it, my hand was reaching inside my panties seeking out my pussy. Whose fingers would get me there first, I wondered, Yoongi, Taehyung, Jungkook? It could be a gang-bang.

Ironically, it was the best piece of written work they had ever produced. Proof that they could actually write. And, some intelligence there if I was not mistaken.

My conclusion was that if enough of these boys achieved academic success, they would definitely be trying to take liberties with me. That seemed to be the bottom line. But, maybe I was worrying unnecessarily. Academic geniuses they were not and passing exams for them was a tall order, given their school records.

Not wanting to think about it anymore, I put the document down. "Why don't you just let the boys sort it out," a little voice in my head seemed to say.

And, this particular dizzy teacher continued to masturbate, instead, now concentrating on her sensitive clit. I couldn't remember the last time I had done this at work. It must have been the subject matter I had been reading about that was making me hot.

I sighed happily and leaned back on the toilet seat, my panties were off by then and my fingers busy...I was thinking of Jungkook...so cute and also of Yoongi, yes Yoongi, my favourite...oh, oh. My pussy was so wet...

Time slipped by...

I looked at my watch, Jesus! How long had I been in here? Jumping up, I thrust their paper into my bag and put my skirt back on. My panties were on the floor and sopping and I just threw them into the waste basket as I ran out. Goodness, what would my friends and colleagues think of me, if they knew about this deal with my students.

When I got back to my class, they were all watching me. I knew what they were waiting for. They wanted my agreement to what they had written.

They waited until the girls went to cookery. That was my cue. Was it a green light or what? They wanted to know. If I didn't agree to what they had drawn up I knew that the deal was dead. We would be back to the dark days of mayhem, disruption and frustration. I couldn't face that, but, on the other hand, I was risking well...what was I risking? It didn't bear thinking about...

"Well Miss, what's it to be?" Enquired young Kim Taehyung, impatiently. I felt five pairs of eyes on me. Then my heart was pounding again, my throat dry as dust. I tried to speak but nothing came, I was feeling the pressure. Then, I heard that squeaky little girl voice again, coming from my own throat. Despite myself, It was the clear, but, unmistakeable, sound of female submission. "Okay, we can do this" my voice confirmed. My silliness in the toilet had all but destroyed my reasoning power. I hadn't even read the damn thing properly.

They all roared. It was a sound that had resonated through the ages: A mix of male triumph and lust over the female species. It made me go weak at the knees.

Of course, they made me sign it; I wasn't going to be left with any escape route. They wanted to pin me down; their own signatures were already on it: Participants in lust and desire. I read each name of my possible masters and visualised what they might do to me, I closed my eyes and felt an erotic shudder shiver through my body :-

Min Yoongi, Park Jimin, Jung Hoseok, Jeon Jungkook and Kim Taehyung.

They were all hoping to get a piece of me. First the full strip and then, well, there would be kissing and such, and, no doubt, anything that horny adolescents had in mind. And, I couldn't complain because initially it had all been my idea. That was until they had taken it over and ran with it. At the time, it had seemed like a bit of harmless fun, something to get them going. I was sure it would never actually happen. But the guys were in control now, and had adapted it to suit them. It seemed much darker and sinister now. I should have objected and refused to go along with it. But it was too late.

My fate was now in their hands.

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Date posted: 17/08/23

𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

#min yoongi #jung hoseok #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #bts suga #bts jhope #bts jimin #bts v #bts jungkook #bts #bts smut #bts ot7 #bangtan smut #bangtan #kpop smut

[chtteau]

Rubellite.

Feat: Jouno, shibusawa, poe.

Summary: you are a fans of k-popers! What'll they do to win your heart? And how will the relationship going?

Jouno Suegiku.

At first, he wouldnt react nothing. Because someone has a passion right?

But it all change when he hears you talking really crazy abt how you inlove with your bias.

He would buying you their merch.. and thats how he wins your heart (idk how he can buying it when he cant see, but lets just pretend he can.)

When you already got in relationship, hes like your uhh the third person, and your bias is your boyfriend.

He tried to ignore the fact that his politics, police, assertive, self's dating a crazy [bias] fans.

Well now he has to suffer i guess..

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko.

He prob ignore you at the first place

But youre so interesting that its getting his attention.

His face would turn into blank face when you told him all the lore of kpop or a story of your bias (holy sheet)

He's stolen your heart by buying you a [group bias] ticket, on first class (or VIP idc and idk)

After you gotten into relationship, hes KINDA Regret it. (Jk lol! Unless..)

He even buyed you a photocard of your bias. (Forced)

Shibusawa's so OOC im sorry😭😭.

Edgar allan poe.

HE'S SO SCAREDY WHEN HE SEES YOU AT THE FIRST TIME I SWEAR.

He even start to believe that your bias is your God..

But it all changed when your behaviour towards him are so different and so lovely (howcute)

But you even forced him to write a book where you & your bias is together and have a family, a kid.

He scared, but hes accept it:) /and thats how he wins your heart guys (i want this man i swear)

After you got into relationship with him, he doesnt cared if youre crazy for your bias. Because man, he even write ranpo a book for abt 2 years just to ranpo solve it in 3 minutes (made up i guess, and im ranpoe shippers guys🗣🗣)

Ranpo calls you crazy couples.

Well yall a perfect match together.

Note: THE SHIBU ONES SO OOC IM SO SORRY PWEAS.

#bsd x reader #edgar allan poe #edgar allan poe x reader #poe x reader #jouno saigiku #jouno saigiku x reader #jouno x reader #shibusawa tatsuhiko #shibusawa x reader #shibusawa tatsuhiko x reader #bungou stray dogs

[chiskz]

CHICHI THEN VS CHICHI NOW - TWITTER THREAD

♡𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @alyszaen , @smh-anon , @neohyxn , @stealanity , @alixnsuperstxr , @kimcheon-sa , @hafsa-hoofsa-heefs , @qtnoaly

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➥ 𝟏. 𝐉𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍

The loudest situation with laughing at her Japanese accent occurred after her first live performance with Hellevator. Chichi took over W00jin's lines and according to her pronunciation, "Hellevator" sounded like "Herebeta", which agrees with the word's notation in katakana. A huge wave of criticism was then poured on Chichi. "Even non-English-speaking members pronounced it better. You are fluent in English, and you were defeated by one word? You should have stayed in Japan." From then on, Chichi gave up her lines and for a long time did not sing at all during the song.

𝐍𝐎𝐖

These days, her Japanese accent is no longer as audible when she speaks Korean or English. She has retained it only with some words, mainly when pronouncing group names (BTS -> BiTiEsu, TWICE -> TuAiSu, Stray Kids -> SuToRei Kizzu, etc.), but everyone now considers it her charming point. Funny, isn't it?

➥ 𝟐. 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍

One of Chichi's habits (easily picked up) was confused blinking when someone in her presence spoke too fast in Korean. She also did this during variety shows when the rules of games were being explained. This was probably simply related to her not being able to understand everything.

𝐍𝐎𝐖

Now she does it much less often, being apparently more comfortable with the language.

➥ 𝟑. 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍

Chichi didn't speak much. She always tried to stand as far to the side or behind as possible, so that others would shadow her. This was also because virtually no questions were directed to her during interviews. On some videos, you can see her trying to say something, but quickly giving up. You can also find fragments from interviews where the fact that her microphone is turned off is clearly visible - Chichi sometimes didn't even turn it on.

𝐍𝐎𝐖

Chichi is currently one of the loudest members (together with Han they create pure chaos). She speaks freely in interviews when she has something to say. Even if she can't speak her thoughts in Korean, she tries anyway and uses word substitutions.

➥ 𝟒. 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍

During one of the behind-the-scenes recordings of Stray Kids' song, Chichi could be seen staring at a sheet of paper with the lyrics, then looking at Chan and saying something like "Shouldn't I.N sing this? I can't do it." Chan says she should try, but Chichi gives up after half a line, close to tears. Similar situations also occurred later, with Chichi often trying to give away her lines to other members.

𝐍𝐎𝐖

In the latest Channie's Room, the reason for Chichi's transfer to vocalracha was finally revealed - Chan wanted Chichi to sing more, because she is willing to and able to, but afraid of doing so. He didn't do it without her consent, of course, and as we can see, it worked out well for her. Chichi now sings much more often and more, but she finds herself better at rap, in Korean, which she was so afraid of. She has also released a solo digital album, where she mostly sings alone. Her voice is now considered one of the most distinctive in the kpop industry. She is also willing to take up singing during her lives.

➥ 𝟓. 𝐊𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍

Chichi was seen with Korean textbooks almost all the time and everywhere, at the airport or during group activities. She also often carried a dictionary with her. In Stray 9th, she could be seen transcribing Korean pronunciation into katakana so that she would be able to pronounce the words, which also probably translated into her audible Japanese pronunciation. She confessed that she continued to do so for some time after her debut.

𝐍𝐎𝐖

Now Chichi no longer uses them. As she confessed, she now feels much more comfortable with asking members for advice on language issues, something she used to be very shy about.

➥ 𝟔. 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍

Chichi found it quite difficult to control her stress on stage, except when she didn't have to sing, just dance. Her hands shook a lot when holding the microphone, causing her to often hold it much tighter than she should to cover it up.

𝐍𝐎𝐖

She no longer has any difficulty with this. Her stage presence is so on point, she is much more confident and watching her on stage is a pure experience.

➥ 𝟕. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐌𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍

Chichi did not know how to accept compliments, often denying them. She choreographed dances so that she herself was as invisible as possible.

𝐍𝐎𝐖

She has become really confident. She realizes her mistakes, admits them, and tries to correct them and keep improving. She is already able to occasionally give a killing part to herself during choreography.

➥ 𝟖. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐫

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍

Chichi keeps her hair short all the time. If we assume that the story shown in The Sound Story Ver. MV is her story then it is probably related to trauma.

𝐍𝐎𝐖

She still does it, except that now she's fine with hair extensions during photoshoots or video recordings.

➥ 𝟗. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍

I left the saddest for last. Chichi was not treated as a member of Stray Kids at all in the beginning. During fansigns, some fans skipped her completely going straight to the next member. Her photocards at one time were the cheapest, often sold for not even half the proper price, some of which were added as freebies to other orders. Also, for a while her name was omitted from fanchants. Fortunately, it was not a long period, but it was certainly very painful.

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Currently, Chichi is the most popular member in Japan, whose merch can be sold out in minutes. She is credited with collaborating with J-HOPE of BTS, is the first Korean person featured in Omosan Street Magazine, is the first female idol invited to SUGA's SUCHWITA and successfully sold out all the showcase slots for her first DIGITAL album. She was honored as an ambassador for Kawasaki city, and took part in one of the most popular recent series - Alice in Borderland.

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[dkakapizzaboy]

Svt Headcanon:

Seventeen 's Fanfiction Preferences (of themselves)

Masterlist

Words: 730

Warnings: Mentions of smut I guess

A/N: This is written from my POV, of course. Different opinions are always welcome!

A big thanks to @multi-kpop-fanfics and @lovelyhan for their inputs ❤️

Taglist: @junhui-recs

Feedback always helps!

Seungcheol- Honestly he would be one of the members who'd be the most down to read their fanfics. I'd say he'd be a bit smug about the fact that most carats perceive him as a Dom when it comes to smut. Would enjoy fluff once in a blue moon.

Preference - Smut

Jeonghan- Like Scoups, I think he'd be more inclined to read smut than fluff. Would be mildly offended by the sheer amount of fics that depict him as a prankster/slightly grey character. Also, would definitely leave a comment if something about his character is too OOC. Will be down to write a passive aggressive reply to the fic.

Preference- Smut

Joshua- WILL BE THE ONE TO INTRODUCE EVERYONE TO THEIR FANFICTION. I think due to his more liberal upbringing, he'd be more inclined to dive into kinky fics. Might not enjoy all, but will enjoy some, will definitely Google all of them. Will appreciate all the fics that portray him as a gentleman.

Preference - Kink-based smut

Jun- I think Jun would probably appreciate a good drabble. Something short, one and done situation, he doesn't have time to read 17.3K words. Will appreciate a good Gamer fic.

Preference - Drabbles

Hoshi- Now this man, he is a kdrama boy at heart. Will seek out something with multiple chapters, long and plot driven. Will regularly check back for updates. Might leave an occasional "update pls" ask when the author has been too inactive.

Preference - Series

Wonwoo- NOW THIS MAN WILL HAVE AN EXCEL SHEET. Let me explain. He'd be more down to read other members' fics, and keep tally of the smut to fluff to angst ratio, Dom to sub ratio, character traits etc. Will leave a crypic weverse post hinting towards the fact that he reads fanfics. Like coups, will appreciate the ratio of Dom to sub fics of him.

Preference - fics of other members/ Headcannons

Woozi- WHEN I TELL YOU THIS MAN WILL BE ADDICTED. He's going to write 10+ songs inspired by plot lines of fics. Woozi, I think, will appreciate a good angsty fic. The fighting, the will they, won't they... He'd be hooked. Will sacrifice sleep to read. Will definitely appreciate Carats' creativity when it comes to writing and plots. Also, will be giddy for days if he catches a "Shit, this is red too" reference.

Preference- Angst

Minghao- I think he'd probably not have a preference when it comes to fluff or smut, but will appreciate the number of fics that portray him in an artistic profession. Like Woozi, he'd appreciate the creative writing aspect of it a lot.

Preference - Anything that portrays him in an artistic role

Mingyu- Mingyu, I'm not super sure about, but the amount of golden retriever energy this man exudes, I think he'd be more of a fluff guy. Or maybe supet vanilla smut. Will probably not enjoy the first few times of reading smut but will warm upto it. Still would prefer fluff.

Preference - Fluff

Dokyeom- See now with DK, I would've said that like Mingyu, he'd be more of a fluff guy but idk something gives me the feeling that he'd be the biggest smut reader of them all. It's always the innocent looking ones lol. Like, he'd be apprehensive at first towards smut, will initially blush a lot but as curiosity would get better of him, he'd go deeper and deeper and fall into a rabbit hole.

Preference - Smut but no one knows

Seungkwan- I'd say, in his case, he'd be the most touched by the fact that someone took out the time to portray him as a main character of their story. On the opposite end, however, will fully fight in asks (off anon of course) with the author if they go too opposite to any of his natural character traits. Will stay on the fluff side.

Preference- Fluff

Vernon- THIS MAN WILL READ SMUT WHILE HAVING LUNCH. What, it's entertaining and has a good plotline. Will be a like and reblog with feedback type of guy- perfect reader. Like Josh, will be down to explore the more kinkier fics.

Preference- Smut (kink based sometimes)

Dino- I'm sorry but I don't think Dino will be the kind of guy who'd read fanfics. I mean he'd be down to try once or twice, but he'd probably not be into it.

Preference- None

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Get to know me ✨

Thank you baby @mbjw for this tag 🥰🥰🥰 I loved doing this 💙🫂💙🫂

Do you make your bed? Nope 🫣🫣 sometimes when I feeling it I do but other times just no 🫣🫠 but when I change the sheets I make it all meat and tidy otherwise it's a mess...I am at the top bunk bed so the fact that I have to climb up again to make it makes the need even less so 😁

What’s your favorite number? 5 - I don't know why tbh it's just 5 🤷🏻‍♀️

What is your job? I finalllyyyy after literal years of job searching got a job as a Graphic designer 🥺🥺 so I am happy with that even though the work hours are crazy 🫣 so my presence in here is gonna be way less 😭😭😭 which I miss like crazyyy

If you could go back to school, would you? School tbh no .... I have had lots and lots of fun in school but everyone I knew then even my best friends are all distanced from me and I don't like the person I was then. But university hell yeah .... Remove the study part I would love to hang out in my university

Can you parallel park? Nope... I used to ..hell it was the one I had to demonstrate for my parking test but now I suck at parking 🫣🫣🫠

A job you had that might surprise people? I had a one day job with my extended family as an assistant to a cook 😂 making desserts for a function..it was very hands on experience 🤭 I even got paid for it

Do you think aliens are real? Yup.. there are the good ones and the bad ones hopefully we humans leave them alone so they can leave us alone as well 🫣🫠

Can you drive a manual car? nope..my brain is not that developed to handle a manual and to remember all of that technicalities 🫠🫠

What’s your guilty pleasure? Hot flaming Cheetos and donuts 🫣🫣 I love those so so much.... I don't have them often but when I do it instantly vanishes 🤭

Tattoos? None I would like to have a teeny tiny one tho ...maybe one day

Favorite color? Black, Blue , Red and white 😁

Favorite type of music? I usually like soft songs like melodies but I have been dipping my toes more and more into Kpop since my Blu has been suggesting a lot ☺️😁

Do you like puzzles? Yes I do.. puzzles help with quieting my thoughts and my anxiety by being in the present.

Any phobias? I don't know... I have a fear of horror movies can that count 😂 I will avoid horror movies at all costs 🫣 life is scary enough I don't need to add more into it

Favorite childhood sport? I liked Throwball I was there in the school team 😁 even got the championship for it and I love badminton 😁 and when I was a kid I used to watch WWE 🫣 ... This is what happens when you are the only girl among 4 brothers (cousins included)

Do you talk to yourself? Hell yeah ! That's like my main hobby 🫣 I talk to myself, I write to myself ... I am my biggest company 😂

What movies do you adore? I adoreee action thriller movies 😁 murder mysteries ... All marvel movies and I love animated movies as well...mainly the Pixar ones tho 🫣

Coffee or Tea? Both.. I have been halving coffee a lot recently 😁

First thing you wanted to be growing up? Doctor I think... Then it became a teacher and now I am neither of those 🤣

Not specifically tagging anyone but if anyone wants to join you are always welcome 🥰

#tagged #personal

[n-vrld]

﹙ 🐦‍⬛ ﹚ ✶ ׅ RUN AWAY is the SECOND mini album of NEVERLAND. released on OCTOBER 2, 2021, the mini album consists of five tracks, including the title track : RUN AWAY.

the concept of this second album was much darker than the previous one, but the girls excelled in showing what they were capable of during five consecutive weeks of promotion, where they won EIGHT music show awards. during these last, they had special stages for the other tracks — in particular tinkerbells favorite : UNDER STARS.

﹙ 🎼 ﹚ ✶ ׅ TRACKLIST !

# OO1. INTRO : A TOUCH OF FAERY MAGIC

# OO2. RUN AWAY [ TITLE ]

# OO3. UNDER STARS

# OO4. WINTER BIRD

# OO5. OUTRO : IF THE WORLD FALLS INTO PIECES

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀CLICK HERE TO LISTEN !

﹙ 🕶️ ﹚ ✶ ׅ STYLINGS !

﹙ 📓 ﹚ ✶ ׅ PHYSICAL ALBUM CONTENT !

photobook ( 150 pages ) + lyrics book + two random photocards out of eighteen + one random polaroid out of six + one group mini-poster out of three vers. + one random member sheet of stickers out of six + one member keyring out of six

﹙ 🎤 ﹚ ✶ ׅ THE HIGHLIGHTS !

neverland's second album a great success, everyone was happy to see them back on stage. with darker backdrops and more intricate choreography, the positive impact they had on kpop has endured.

following the timeline of their story, remi explained that this album was full of doubt and dark decisions. the title “ru. away” is full of innuendo, that tikerbells were quick to spot. an analysis of the lyrics reveals a dark message that fans have been quick to point out.

this era is considered to be the best for euni : as the girl already said, she prefers the more mature, dark and sexy concepts to the cuter ones. and she has proved her words with every stage she has carried out with her members.

during a show, the sharp eye of tinkerbells struck again. at the end of a music show, when the girls won their first music show award, some fans noticed mei was holding something in her hand : a piece of paper. many know that idols have this particular technique for exchanging numbers — which led them to believe that she was holding someone's phone number in her hand. but who? this question remains a mystery, despite numerous hypotheses.

we saw another adorable altercation between yojin and jinny : obviously, despite certain "rules" to follow, the two girls remained extremely close and sat next to each other during a ceremony, leaving aside their respective groups. anyway, they were soon joined by a small group of friends, in particular by enha's calista and kang ivy.

remi has once again proved herself worthy of her leader role : a rather complicated dance move unfortunately caused quinn to injure herself. remi rushed over to her, carried her on her back and took her backstage. when she should have returned to the stage, remi stayed with his youngest member to look after her, refusing to leave her alone. after that, the movement was replaced by something simpler and less dangerous to ensure the girls' safety.

bina's beauty hasn't gone unnoticed either — the fans pointed out that despite the girl's porcelain doll appearance, she showed firmness and a more aggressive expression, she perfectly matched the energy the girls wanted to convey on stage.

this era was the first time euni went viral on social networks because of a video of her casting a judgmental look at the men standing next to her. the twittosphere went into a frenzy shouting that euni wasn't for men — which she didn't deny once. sorry guys, euni's for women only !

at the end of the promotions, the girls filmed an emotional video in which they read letters from their families and friends, and watched a video featuring touching messages from their fans, highlighting the progress and efforts of each of them. fun fact : quinn is the one who cries the most and most easily, while mei's narcissism has never been so much in evidence on screen.

( taglist ) : @fairiepoems @lost-leopard-beanie @invuwrld @dreamingofkyu @darkestlovers @alixnsuperstxr

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[switchyghost]

me!!!

i figured it was about time for a proper introduction! howdy!! i’m ghost :)

here’s my little “get to know me sheet” ! a few other fun facts:

- i’m from the southern part of the US ( 🤠 )

- Stay , Atiny , MOA ( and other kpop groups are cool :p )

- I’m a leo >:3 hehehe

- and i DO have a lovely partner mwah

love you all <33 !!

#tickle community #ghost speaks #ghost writes #sfw tickling community #tickle #be my friend #love you all #mwah

[jewelk4]

Well, since I want to make a story, I do want to do some facts about me before I start writing a dad!Miguel x daughter!oc series: (Had to change my username bc my character uses my username and I forgot about that 💀💀)

I am currently 22 years old as of writing this post.

I am Puerto Rican, live in the United States

I am currently studying automotive technology (yes I do love fixing cars and being hands on)

I am a female and use she/her pronouns

I love kpop and any genre of music (listen to BTS, Shinee,EXO, a bit of Twice, Kard, Stray Kids, G-Idle among many more groups) if it has a good beat, best believe I'll have to have the song repeated multiple times (Swim by Chase Atlantic was a big ear worm for me)

I started writing fanfiction in middle school and has tried to improve as much as possible (though I still feel like I'm basic with my story telling)

I love Batman, Spider-Man, Fast and Furious, Courage the cowardly dog, Pokemon, Regal (kdrama), 7Fates:Chakho (webtoon of BTS), Lost In Translation (a web tool as well), Yugioh, among a lot of things

I am clumsy

I speak both Spanish and English. And I still do Spanglish bc my brain loves to mix them together

My favorite colors have to be blue, black, grey, well almost anything dark. But I do like certain pastels like pastel purple and pastel green.

My favorite food of all time is a tripleta (for those unfamiliar, it is a three meat sandwich mostly of turkey, pastrami, and pork depending on the seller with cheese, lettuce, tomato, ketchup, mayo, and potato sticks, delicious)

I write with ambience or music videos all of the time to set the mood of the chapters or parts of a chapter and make sure it has the right tone. (The amount of times I had to stop myself from crying during those moments)

Well hope that helps! I'm currently writing chapter 1 but I do want to know if you guys would like to see character sheets of my OC's before releasing chapter 1. Let me know in the comments in this post! See you guys soon!

#the miguel effect #parental miguel #miguel o'hara #jason todd #oc #spiderman 2099 #into the spider verse #about me #get to know tag #across the spiderverse #into the spiderverse #spider gwen #miles morales #peter b parker #miguel o'hara x reader

[gontagokuhara]

OMG THAT LAST CHAPTER AAAAA my boys 🥹 if you hadn't said it on here, I would've never known you struggled w/writing Kokichi, it seriously feels so natural and I LOVE when authors include that clowny jester vibe to him!! But now that we're REALLY REALLY into the thicc of the story, I'm realizing how much I miss the camp!! idk about everyone else, but it was always the most interesting setting for me when I was into Percy Jackson! So basically I'm gonna annoy you with my barrage of questions that are 100% unrelated to the most recent chapter 😭

I know it was mentioned that Maki's cabin was undecorated for a long time, but did she ever get to personalizing it? I'd love to know about the cabins and their designs! I'd also love to know what kind of stuff they do at the talent shows? Idk if its the fact that the fic is based off the pjo musical, but I get theatre kid vibes from specifically kaede (even if she can't sing LOL) Speaking of her, since it was mentioned that she could play any instrument, I'm wondering if there were instruments /canon-specifically-talent-related equipment at camp for everyone? Also some of the dialogue had me questioning if they're even allowed to curse at camp or not 😭

HIIIIII im finally getting to this <3 first of all i love you im kissing u on the forehead every time i get an ask or comment from u it makes my whole day.

answers to ur questions beneath the cut as always!!

i also miss camp </3 i was talking about this with someone else yday (hiiiii evan) but in a universe where pointy objects reaches its end and i STILL want more.....there are little one-off scenes that dont fit into the main narrative of the fic but i'd still theoretically like to write......and the immediate reaction to the campers (+ hajime and nagito) realizing seven of them went missing along with an rv. it would be a lot of dialogue but the phone calls nagito had to make to all the parents of the missing (good and bad) kids. also the godly meetings where shit went bad, and then really bad, and then somehow even worse. pointy objects has always been very v3-centric given our main characters, but some of my favorite chapters so far have been when i've been able to feel out characters from the other games as well.

ok. THAT was a big tangent LMFAO ok re: maki: yes! it took a long time; she had very little interest in doing decoration shopping or really Anything in the first year or so after arriving at camp/her friend's death (she also did not see her situation as static or permanent — no point in something like that, y'know?). for her 14th birthday, kaede took the reins on planning with nagito a cabin design that she thought maki might like; and now presently, her cabin has a "red velvet" theme! DIY headboard for her bed made with literal red velvet that kaede and maki built themselves, plush red sheets, red walls (another eyesore of a cabin...), with a small collection of photos and trinkets and artwork and decorations she's amassed over the years since. she has a picture of her parents sitting in the bottom drawer of her dresser than only kaede knows about.

as for the others — i take a lot of inspiration from their research labs, but i haven't plotted out in my head exactly how they all look, y'know? miu's is definitely very lab-like, angie's paints her walls white at the beginning of every summer and over the summer months fills them corner to corner with new designs, kiyo's has more bookshelves than wall space, the like.

now: talent shows! it's very informal, with prizes like choosing the next camp-wide game, getting out of dinner duty for a week, etc. classic staples include himiko's magic shows (with tenko as a willing and eager assistant) (who also will at times retrieve less willing participants from the audience) (usually nagito). miu tries her own "magic tricks" that usually involve adding new features to kiibo and making them parade them around onstage; kiibo gets their comeuppance by forcing miu to learn kpop dance choreo and perform with them (as kokichi films, naturally). kaede can play instruments to get around the limitations of her power (also yes — 100% theater kid, alongside kiyo [+ kokichi, who wont admit it]), and there's a whole collection of instruments in the girls' common area that she's mastered/is working on learning (her most recent is a theremin that she and kiyo are both very interested in). it's a lot of repeats, because there are some kids who always prefer to chill in the audience rather than get onstage themselves, but everyone has lots of fun <3 (except nagito [usually made to suffer during them] and hajime [often tasked with tie-breaking the winner, also suffering])

as for ur last question: TRUST they are definitely allowed to swear. hajime would've exploded years ago if that wasn't the case. the barrier they erected following tsumugi's massacre is capable of a lot of things, but nothing can defeat the resigned frustration of wrangling a clusterfuck of the weirdest demigods they've ever dealt with (/fond)

WOW that got long again! good thing i love it <3

#ask #bittercideristaken #pointy objects #dr