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truth serum

🌙 starring. Choi Seungcheol x afab!Reader

🔮 preview. When you’d taken this job as a handler, it hadn’t been a babysitting gig. You’d signed on to work with Seungcheol because he was supposed to be one of the best agents… supposed to be. There’d been a time, three months ago, when he’d completed a job with flying colors. The two of you had celebrated at a hotel in Paris after the success, and after two bottles of champagne, you’d actually thought you were starting to get to know the guy. But whatever inklings of a gentleman you’d seen that night had disappeared soon after, and things have been up in the air ever since. His man whoring ways are at an all-time high, and his judgment has been questionable, to say the least. Now he’s gone and gotten himself captured, and you can’t help but fear the worst.

tw/cw. Seungcheol gets truth-serumed and a little beat up, unprotected sex, dirty talk, dominant Seungcheol, power dynamics, praise, one hint of degradation that’s quickly squashed, breast/nipple play, fingering, oral, foreplay in the kitchen, bdsm subthemes, spanking as a punishment, pain kink, multiple reader orgasms, creampie/fullness kink, etc… I pet names: (hers) honey. (his) angel eyes.

👹 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 6.6k

🍭 aus. Secret agent au, handler reader, coworker au, etc…

☀️ mlist + an. Thank you for being patient with me this month on my svt posting for June! My birthday is on the 25th and your smiley has been busy- so grateful I could get this out, even without a teaser post :) I don't know anything about actual secret agents, but this was a fun fanfic idea I had and I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I did :)

“I’m just going to go talk to her.”

You hate how nonchalant Seungcheol sounds, hate how easily he can be swayed by pretty women, even while out on jobs. It’s your responsibility to keep him in check, the little angel on his shoulder, and in his ear. “Don’t do it,” you warn him.

“Her husband’s the target, from what I’ve seen, she’s harmless,” the agent counters.

“How easily swayed you are by pretty women, and need I remind you this isn’t the first time you’ve let a person of interest’s wife become your focus.”

“Careful, Honey, for a moment there it sounded like you were jealous.”

You’re watching Seungcheol through the casino’s live footage, a stream you’d easily hacked for the operation at hand. He’s leaning against the bar, all suave in dress pants and a white button-up that he’s left open just enough to show his prominent chest-

“That’s your third drink,” you note, changing the topic, “don’t let it cloud your judgment, Angel Eyes.” 

“We both know I can hold my liquor,” Seungcheol insists, raising his glass and sending a wink toward the camera before he downs the Old Fashioned. “I’m just going to go talk to her, she could give good intel.”

You let out a deep sigh. Sometimes, being Seungcheol’s handler can be a pain in the ass. Does he ever listen to you? Not usually. Does he get the job done, though? Most of the time.

���Trust me,” Seungcheol says, voice lowering. “I’m not going to do what you think I’m going to do.”

You roll your eyes, leaning back in your chair while you scan the screens in front of you. “Seduce her James Bond style and compromise this entire thing?”

“Maybe only half of that.”

God, he’s such a womanizer, but with a face like his, and the perks that come with his job, he can afford to be. 

“If this goes sideways, don’t expect me to bail you out of it.” you warn him.

“Honey, bailing me out is your job.”

You hate it when Seungcheol goes out of your visuals, and entering a hotel room with a target’s wife was not on the itinerary tonight. For the first ten minutes, you’d sat anxiously, listening in on his smooth-talking, when the woman had suggested they take things to the bedroom, part of you had wondered if you should call this whole thing off and let Seungcheol do what he always does: fuck the hot wife and sort things out later.

But when you hear a male voice, and a startled, “Who is this?” from Seungcheol, you’re glad you’d stayed anxiously glued to your computer.

A faint, “Friend of my husband,” said in a nonchalant female tone, sets you off immediately, and you’re grabbing your phone to get backup support before you can even think. 

You try to take deep breaths while you listen to what sounds like a fight taking place on Seungcheol’s end, and suddenly, the wire goes dead. Now, there are no sounds, only the racing of your own heart and the blood rushing through you.

“What’s going on?” Your supervisor's voice makes you jump, and you turn to see Jeonghan standing there with Hansol, another handler. 

“Cheol made a move on his target’s wife, went back to her room, but the wife brought friends. The wire is dead.”

“Fuck,” Jeonghan groans, “This is the third time this has happened to him.”

“I tried reminding him of that,” you say, your voice raising with anxiety.

Hansol offers you a sympathetic hand on your shoulder. He takes care of an agent named Seungkwan, and while Seungkwan gets into his own messes, he’s not the type to go after married women in the middle of a job. 

Jeonghan’s leaning over your computer now, and he brings up the map tracker you have on Seungcheol. “I’m sending this location to another agent we have in the area,” he tells you, quickly taking the reigns of the fuck up that’s just happened.

“It’s Wonwoo, isn’t it?” you sigh. “It’s always Wonwoo cleaning up Seungcheol’s messes.”

“Yes, it’s Wonwoo,” Jeonghan admits. “We made sure he’d be in the wings tonight in case something like this happened.”

“God, this isn’t good-” you groan.

“No,” Jeonghan responds, “It’s not. After tonight I’ll have to have a serious talk with Seungcheol, and a serious talk with you about reassignment if we decide Seungcheol is a liability.”

Your heart lurches in your chest. 

When you’d taken this job as a handler, it hadn’t been a babysitting gig. You’d signed on to work with Seungcheol because he was supposed to be one of the best agents… supposed to be. There’d been a time, three months ago, when he’d completed a job with flying colors. The two of you had celebrated at a hotel in Paris after the success, and after two bottles of champagne, you’d actually thought you were starting to get to know the guy. But whatever inklings of a gentleman you’d seen that night had disappeared soon after, and things have been up in the air ever since. His man whoring ways are at an all-time high, and his judgment has been questionable, to say the least. Now he’s gone and gotten himself captured, and you can’t help but fear the worst.

After a harrowing two hours, you find yourself in the med section of the agency compound. Wonwoo is stationed outside of Seungcheol’s room, and he stands straighter as you approach. “Hey, Honey,” he says, using your codename even though there’s really no reason for it right now.

“Wonwoo- how is he?” You anxiously look toward the door Wonwoo is guarding with his body.

Although you’d been connected to the whole ‘rescue Seungcheol operation,’ you’re still buzzing with anxiety. It’s unexplainable, and definitely bordering on unacceptable given the line of work you’re in, but damn it, you can’t help but care for the man you handle every day.

“Jeonghan’s with him right now,” Wonwoo responds smoothly.

Your heart thunders even louder in your ribcage. Jeonghan had mentioned Seungcheol being a liability- is he getting fired right now?

Part of you aches to be with him, to defend his stupid behaviour- but you know it’s not your place, besides, what would you even say? You’d told Seungcheol not to go after the target’s wife, and he’d done it anyway, which shows a lack of regard for handler instructions.

Seungcheol has become a liability, and you hate that things have come to this.  

“What do you think is going to happen?” you ask.

Wonwoo shrugs. “That’s above my paygrade.”

He’s awfully stoic, even for a spy, and while it can be intriguing at times, right now, his deflections only frustrate you more.

You let out a sigh. “What if I asked you to guess what’s going to happen?”

Wonwoo looks at you for a moment. “I’d guess Seungcheol will be put on a break.”

“A break,” you repeat. “Like… a permanent one?”

The spy can only shrug again, a nonchalant motion that’s way too disinterested for your liking.

Jeonghan’s been trying to talk you into working as Wonwoo’s handler for a while now, and although you know Wonwoo would be much less of a hassle than Seungcheol, you can’t bare to tear yourself away from the spy whose messes you’ve been helping clean up for over a year. 

Despite Seungcheol’s massive ego, and his magnetic attraction toward trouble, there’s something about him that makes you want to care for him. Sure, he never listens, especially when you give him advice about women, but Seungcheol has a certain something about him- something that you won’t give up easily.

Before you can talk further with Wonwoo, the med room door opens and Jeonghan steps out. He lets out a deep sigh, crossing his arms over his chest.

You hold your breath, waiting for your boss to give you instructions.

“This is a shit show,” Jeonghan says finally. 

Neither you nor Wonwoo verbally agree with him, but brief eyecontact between the two of you makes it known what you’re both thinking.

Jeonghan addresses you next. “I’m guessing you want to go in there and talk to him.”

You can only nod.

“Look, it might not be the best idea, but fuck it.” Jeonghan uncrosses his arms, looking at you with a steady expression. “They gave Seungcheol some kind of truth serum. I don’t know how long it will be in effect, but I do know he’s vulnerable right now. I probably shouldn’t let you in there- but… I’m just going to walk down the hall to get a coffee, and if you happen to slip through the door then so be it. I didn’t see anything, and since Wonwoo is coming with me, he didn’t either.”

You stare in shock for a moment, unsure what to say. There’s nothing to be said, and when Jeonghan dispurses, Wonwoo is quick to follow.

You turn to the door, and after a deep breath, you slip inside the med room.

Seungcheol is lying in a hospital bed. His lip is battered and there’s a blossoming purple bruise around his left brow, but other than that, he looks remarkably well.

“Honey?” He sits up when you enter, eyes widening in shock.

“Cheol-” Your voice cracks as you take the seat next to the bed, and while part of you wants to reach for his hand, you hold yourself back.

“I’m sorry,” he says immediately, and those are two words you’ve never heard from him before. “You were right… about the wife.”

“That’s not important right now,” you sigh. 

“It is. You’re my handler, and I didn’t listen to you, and that was wrong. If I had listened, we wouldn’t have gotten into this mess.”

You study him. You know he’s vulnerable, Jeonghan said as much, and with a truth serum impeding his ability to lie or evade questions, you want to be careful- but you also want answers, answers that you can only truly get right now.

“Why’d you do it?” you ask finally. “This time, and all the other times. You always go after the women, and I thought it was because you found it easy- seduction is what you’re good at, but- I don’t understand how you don’t see how dangerous it is.” 

“Honey-”

“They’re thinking about reassigning me to Wonwoo, and before that happens, I just need to know why, Cheol. When you have the potential to be the best agent in this company, why are you always so ready to jump ship and fuck any rich married woman even though you know it will fuck everything up?”

“They can’t reassign you to Wonwoo!” Seungcheol sits up abruptly, and the heart rate monitor next to him beeps a sign of warning at his increasing pulse.

“They can do whatever they want, you should be worried about your own job. You don’t even listen to me as your handler half the time, maybe you should be with someone you actually respect.” 

“I respect you,” Seungcheol blurts out.

“It doesn’t feel like you do.”

“I do,” he insists. “I-” Seungcheol’s voice cracks. “I get with women to distract myself.”

“Distractions in this line of work can be fatal.”

“You think I don’t know that?” he snaps, making you go silent. “Maybe I have a death wish.”

“Cheol-”

“Stop calling me Cheol.”

“Stop calling me Honey.”

“No.”

You glare at him, anger bubbling and inspiring you to dive deeper into your questioning, despite the fact that you know this isn’t a morally good idea. “Why do you need a distraction?”

“Because you’re a distraction. Your voice in my ear- it distracts me.”

“Maybe reassignment is a good idea.”

“You’re not being reassigned.” Seungcheol’s voice is practically a growl, and you’ve never seen this side of him.

“Why not?”

His expression breaks. “Because I need you.”

“You clearly don’t.”

“I do,” he insists. “I know I’m not good at showing it- but I do, I need you.”

 “Cheol-”

“Honey.”

“Tell me why.”

“Because-” Seungcheol lets out a sigh, and he punches at the hospital bed. “Look, I’m scared, okay? Is that what you wanted to hear?”

“Scared of what?”

“Of falling for you.”

“Huh?” Now you’re confused. You’re staring at this lady killer agent, the sexiest man you’ve ever met, and you can’t believe the words coming out of his mouth. “But- all the women you go after-”

“Distractions from you, from the voice in my head.” Seungcheol swallows thickly. “That night in Paris…”

Your heart lurches in your chest, and you hold your breath for the next words about to leave him.

“That night- fuck, I’ve never met someone like you before. I’ve never felt-” he bites at his lip, and you wince, knowing it must hurt to put pressure on the wound there. “I got with those other women to try to convince myself that I didn’t need you. I didn’t need your guidance, I didn’t need your care, I didn’t need you- but… I do need you.” Seungcheol meets your gaze. “I’ve needed you more than I’ve ever needed anyone, and it scares me.”

Aside from the heart rate monitor beeping through the room, you swear you could hear a pin drop as you stare at Seungcheol, trying to register everything he’s just said.

“I-”

“It’s my turn to ask a question now,” Seungcheol says. “How do you feel about me?” 

“I think…” You swallow thickly. “I never understood why I stayed working with you after everything, but… maybe I understand now. Maybe I need you too.”

“Maybe?” Seungcheol flashes you a sexy smirk, and it makes you look away, hating how he makes you feel, hating how inappropriate this whole thing is.

“I’m definitely going to have to be reassigned now,” you tell him.

“What? Why?”

“You know why. This,” you point between the two of you, “this has been the liability the whole time. We’re the liability, Cheol.”

He sits and thinks about it for a moment. “Oh.”

“Yeah, oh.” You let out a laugh. 

“Just… don’t work with Wonwoo, okay?”

“Why not?” You can’t help but laugh at the request.

“Because I think he’s into you.”

“Wouldn’t be the first,” you tease, standing up so you can sit on the bed, wanting to be closer to Seungcheol. “Besides,” you pinch at his chin, inspecting the wounds on his face, “Wonwoo might actually listen to me.”

“Honey,” Seungcheol slaps your hand away, instead grabbing at the back of your neck to bring your lips dangerously close to his, “don’t test me right now.” 

“Or what?”

He lets out a shaky breath, his gaze dipping down to your lips. “Jeonghan’s putting me on a two-week mental health break or some shit, this isn’t even a question of ‘or what’ anymore. While I’m on leave, I’m going to fuck you stupid. I’m going to make it so you can’t even leave the fucking bed. I’m going to show you that I’m not the kind of man who receives instructions, I give them. Think you can handle it?”

God, your core is throbbing from his words alone, and you can’t muster up any for yourself. You can only nod, staring at the beautiful, bruised, stubborn man in front of you.

“You should get out of here before I bend you over this fucking bed and get us both fired.” Seungcheol releases you, leaning back to put distance between your lips. 

“Do you think you’ll be released tonight?” you ask, voice quiet.

“Are you that eager to see what I’m made of, honey?” Seungcheol lets out a laugh.

“Maybe.”

“Yes, I think I’ll be out of here soon, after this stupid serum wears off. You know, this whole interrogating me while I’m vulnerable thing isn’t going to go unpunished.”

“I hope you do your worst,” you challenge him.

The agent scoffs, shaking his head. “You’re trouble.”

“Hypocrite,” you grin, standing and heading to the door. “Call me when you’re out, then you can take me home.”

You’re waiting by Seungcheol’s car in the parking garage when he comes out of the elevator. He’s dressed in black dress pants and the same white button-up he’d been wearing hours earlier. The collar is speckled with blood, the buttons undone to reveal his broad chest- his suit jacket is held in a fist, and he’s never looked sexier.

He doesn’t say anything as he approaches, closing the distance between the two of you. His hand finds your cheek, and his eyes stare into your own, your lips only inches apart. Then, he’s kissing you for the first time, a desperate, needy kiss that sets your entire body on fire.

You wrap your arms around the back of his neck, pressing your chest flush to his own. Your mouth opens instinctively, accepting the tongue that strokes by your teeth.

Seungcheol’s hand moves down to your ass, and he squeezes you roughly, pushing you back against the black jeep wrangler he’s been driving recently. The motion has you moaning against his lips, and Seungcheol breaks the kiss with a grin. His forehead rests against your own, and you both struggle to catch your breath.

“Been wanting to do that for a long time,” he tells you.

“Me too,” you admit, swallowing thickly. “So… your place?”

“My place,” he confirms, reaching behind you to open the door to his car. He grabs your hand to help you up into the tanked-out jeep, then gently shuts the door behind you.

Your heart is racing. You can’t believe you’re actually doing this. 

A couple of hours ago, you’d feared the worst, and now, you desperately need good, dirty, wet sex with Seungcheol to take your mind off the anxiety that’s still coursing through you.

“So,” you clear your throat as he pulls out of the parking garage, “did you talk to Jeonghan?”

Seungcheol laughs, reaching to hold your hand while he drives. “Yes, I talked to Jeonghan.”

“Did you mention me?”

“I mentioned you a lot. Mentioned you the first time he came in to talk. He asked the same kinds of questions you did, turns out you’re the only one who was completely oblivious to the way I felt about you.”

“Well… I mean… you’re the agent, not me. Figuring out secrets is your job, I just do handler stuff.” Your skin heats at the idea that others saw his affection for you, but you’d been so blind.

“He agrees that this thing between us, whatever it is, it’s the liability, not either of us alone. He’s putting me on rest, like I said, and when you’re up for it, he’d like to reassign you to some new hire, this wizz kid named Dino or something.”

Although you know reassignment is the best thing in this situation, it doesn’t make it hurt any less. Can you really trust someone else to be Seungcheol’s handler? God, you’re feeling downright territorial of this man already-

“Yeah, I’m not too happy about it either,” Seungcheol sighs, rubbing his thumb along your hand. “Some new kid getting you in his ear- he better not fall in love with you.”

“Did you fall in love with me?” you ask.

“Truth serum has worn off, honey,” Seungcheol grins, grinning and bringing your hand to his lips. “But yes, as cliche and stupid as it sounds, I did. And don’t worry, you don’t have to say it back, I know you were all hot and bothered by me too.”

You scoff loudly.

“What was it you said earlier? I ‘find seduction easy’? Don’t pretend we’re not in the same boat here, honey.” 

“God, I hate you.” You try to tear your hand away from him but he’s unrelenting.

“Liar. You love me. Love me so much you’re going to let me rearrange your guts.”

“Don’t be so vulgar,” you chastise him.

Seungcheol casts you a sideways glance. “You’re not my handler anymore, you don’t get to tell me what to do.”

Your pussy throbs at his words. The dynamic between the two of you has always been a push-pull. You were supposed to be the one giving orders, but it never felt… correct. You’d bet your life that soon, when Seungcheol has you pressed to his bed, whispering all sorts of dirty commands in your ear- well, you have no doubts that will feel more natural. 

“As dominant as you like to pretend you are as a handler, I think we both know you’d rather be the submissive,” Seungcheol points out. “I can’t wait to see how good you’ll be for me.”

“Cheol-”

“Look at you, honey, a little dirty talk and you’re already a blabbering mess. Can’t find the words, can you?”

“Fuck.”

“You’re adorable,” he grins, shaking his head a little. “You’ll be good for me, I know you will be.”

You’re kissing Cheol the moment you get into his penthouse- or… is he kissing you? It’s hard to tell who moved first, all you know is that one thing leads to another and suddenly he’s hoisting you onto a kitchen counter, his hands already unbuttoning your pants.

You break your heated kiss to take a breath, looking up at the ceiling while he quickly attaches his lips to your neck. “Cheol- this is going a bit fast.”

“Is it?” He tugs your pants down, grinning against your throat. “Do you want me to slow down?”

His thumb finds your clit through your panties and you let out a whimper, clinging onto his strong shoulders.

You can’t even think right now, especially not when he begins to draw small circles against your sensitive bud, pulling away from you so he can watch your face. You open your eyes to look at him, loving the intensity in his expression.

“Tell me to slow down,” he says.

You take a breath, trying to process his words. They’d sounded like a command, so, begrudgingly, you whisper, “Slow down.”

“Too bad, I don’t listen to what you tell me to do, remember?” 

He’s such a shit-

A shit that gets onto his knees to immediately burry his face between your thighs, tugging your panties to the side roughly so his tongue can make direct contact with your already throbbing pussy.

“Fuck, Cheol-” you whimper loudly, threading your fingers through his silky dark hair, your legs already shaking around his head.

“Been thinking about what you’d taste like,” Seungcheol muses, pressing a sloppy kiss to your inner thigh. “Knew your pussy would be perfect for me.”

God, his words are getting to you, your mind completely blank of a comeback as Seungcheol dives back into his task, his lips wrapping harshly around your clit.

All you can do is gasp and whine for him, writhing on his kitchen counter while he works you closer and closer to an orgasm with his tongue alone.

When he pulls away to drag two fingers up your slit, your body tenses in anticipation.

“Relax,” Seungcheol chuckles, looking up at you with that handsome grin of his, “It’s only me, honey. You’re comfortable with me…” he pushes his digits into your core, cocking a brow, “right?”

“Yes, fuck-”

“Yes, what?” He crooks his fingers, hitting your gspot and making you cry out.

“Yes, I’m comfortable with you!” you belt out, falling back onto the table so you don’t have to hold yourself up anymore. You want to feel everything he’s giving you- want him to have your full focus.

“Good girl. I think you deserve a reward for admitting that, don’t you?” 

You can feel Seungcheol’s breath on your clit while he pumps his fingers, abusing the sweet spot that already has you close to the edge.

“Yeah, yes- I deserve a reward-”

Seungcheol pulls away abruptly, landing a slap to your pussy that has you squealing, your thighs closing around his hand. Your eyes snap open and you stare at him in shock.

“That sounded like a command, honey,” Seungcheol says, prying your legs apart. “Thought we agreed I’d be in charge tonight, and you know I hate being told what to do.”

“I-” you swallow thickly. “Please? Please let me cum?”

“Let you cum?” he taunts, thumb finding your clit but not applying nearly enough pressure.

“Please… make me cum?” you suggest, wanting - more than anything - to say the right thing for him.

“Because you asked so nicely.” Seungcheol flashes you a wink, and then his fingers are slipping into your wet core again, picking up where he left off. His lips return to your clit, which is practically buzzing from the slap, and before you even know it, he has you at the edge.

“Please make me cum,” you whimper desperately. “Fuck, I’m so close- please make me cum, I’ve tried to be a good girl for you- please-”

He hums a sound of confirmation, and the buzzing vibration on your clit is enough to get you there. Your pussy clamps down hard on his fingers, your back arching as waves of pleasure surge through you. Your toes curl against his broad shoulders, sounds leaving you uncensored as you fill his apartment with cries of relief.

You’re throbbing, your pussy practically dripping at this point, but Seungcheol doesn’t let up. Even when you tug on his hair to try to pull him away, he refuses to move. He finger fucks you and sucks on your clit, ignoring the way your thighs close around him, working you through your high all the way until the end.

Seungcheol finally relents when your pussy stops contracting around him, and you let out a massive sigh when he pulls away. You can feel his eyes on you, but you can’t bring yourself to look at him yet, not when you’re still feeling the aftershocks of such an intense orgasm.

You feel him begin to unbutton your shirt and his lips find the swell of your breasts as soon as it’s open. He’s soft in his kisses, gentle, tender even. “Have you come back down to earth yet, honey?” he asks, nuzzling up to your throat.

“Yeah- that was just, really good,” you let out a small laugh, threading your fingers through his hair to keep him tucked to your chest.

“That was just the appetizer, you still haven’t had the main course.”

“God, you’re so-”

“So what?” he teases. “Handsome? Charming? Lovable?”

“Sure of yourself,” you breathe.

“Let me show you something,” he prompts, reaching for your hand. He pulls away from your chest to stand up straight again, guiding your fingers to the front of his pants. His cock is straining against the fabric, and you open your eyes to see Seungcheol grinning when you gasp at how large he is. “When a man has a cock like mine, he can afford to be sure of himself.”

You shiver at his words, and it makes Seungcheol laugh. “Come on, let me take you to bed.”

He hauls you up before throwing you over his shoulder, landing a gentle spank on your ass. 

“Remember when I told you I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t even be able to leave the bed?” Seungcheol prompts as he tosses you onto the mattress. “You better get comfy, honey.”

“I think…” you feel your daring side beginning to surface, eyes dipping to watch Seungcheol’s skilled fingers unbuttoning his dress shirt, “I think I also remember something about you telling me my truth serum interrogation wouldn’t go unpunished.”

The agent pauses, a huge grin spreading across his face. “You’re cute, honey.”

“Yeah?” You reach behind your body, undoing the clasp of your bra and letting it slip to the wayside. “How so?”

Seungcheol’s pupils dilate, his eyes becoming dark, lustful pools. 

He doesn’t bother to answer your question, shrugging his shirt off before leaning over you, his hands pressing into the bed to box you in while his lips find yours. It’s a needy kiss, his tongue gliding out to meet your own, but you don’t mind at all.

You cup his face, moaning against him, fingers teasing over his strong shoulders.

Seungcheol is built, even for an agent. Certain men who work with you have leaner physiques, and Seungcheol is not one of them. He’s all big and broad, with lines of muscle that you could trace for hours if given the chance.

His lips begin to trail down to your throat, and you let out a whimper of anticipation when his breath fans across your pebbled nipples.

However, when he gets to your breasts, Seungcheol avoids sucking on the most sensitive spots. He looks up at you, grinning. “I think it’s time for that punishment now.”

“Yeah?” You can’t help the excitement that bubbles through you.

“I want you on your knees, ass up, and take off your panties while you’re at it.”

You know what’s coming when you follow through with the command. The cool air in the room feels nice on your newly exposed, hot core, and you make a show of everything, arching your back.

You can hear Seungcheol let out a deep breath, his hands ghosting over your ass.

“If this hurts too much, let me know.”

“Do your worst,” you counter, wiggling your hips and resting your face against the bed sheets, exhaling deeply in preparation.

You expect a harsh smack, but instead, Seungcheol presses a soft kiss to your right cheek. “I’m punishing you because you took advantage, you know that, right?”

“Uh huh, part of me knew I was being bad interrogating you while you were truth-serumed, but part of me needed to know what your answers would be.”

“Between us, I’m glad you asked the questions you did, or you might not be in my bed right now.”

“I’m glad too,” you confess. “Now, come on Angel Eyes, punish me.”

“I love a woman who takes what she deserves with grace.”

“After this, I deserve your cock.”

“Do you now?” Seungcheol lets out an amused chuckle, grabbing your ass with both hands and squeezing. 

“Maybe you deserve my pussy,” you muse thoughtfully.

“Now that’s something I can definitely get behind,” he agrees. “Count these out for me, honey, I’ll give you ten.”

The first smack makes you recoil in surprise, the sound flooding your senses before the sharp pain that blossoms across your skin.

“One,” you announce, balling your hands into the bed sheets.

“How did that feel?” he asks, gently smoothing his palm across the still-burning flesh.

“Good.”

The next hit is a little harder and it makes you whimper,  but you do your best to stay steady, unmoving, ready to take what you deserve. “Two.”

Three and four come on your other cheek, and you’re thankful for the reprieve, but smack number five returns to the first side he’d battered, and it stings even more now. However, it’s a pleasantly hot sensation, and your core throbs knowing you’re halfway through your punishment, all the more close to your reward.

“You look like you’re enjoying this too much,” Seungcheol muses, groping your ass again, squeezing hard enough to hurt.

“Maybe I am,” you tell him, looking over your shoulder at the agent. 

He grins down at you, lifting a hand- your body flinches involuntarily, and Seungcheol’s smile widens. “Getting sensitive already, huh?”

“Yes,” you admit.

The next slap lands on your pussy, something you hadn’t been expecting, and a squeal of delight erupts out of you at the sensation on your clit.

“You liked that, didn’t you?” Seungcheol asks.

“Uh huh,” you nod, clenching the bed sheets even tighter.

“How's your clit feeling after one orgasm?” he prompts, thumb finding the sensitive bud and rubbing it in small circles.

“Feels so good,” you whimper.

“You’re practically dripping, honey, didn’t take you for a pain slut.”

“Be nice,” you chastise him.

“Oh?” 

Another smack lands on your ass and you dutifully call out “Six.” 

“You don’t like being called a little pain slut?” he asks.

“No,” you shake your head. “Please call me nice things.”

“Okay, honey, I can do that,” he concedes, and the next spank isn’t as hard as the last. “You’re being so good for me. We’re almost done.”

“Can’t wait for you to fuck me, I’ve been waiting so long-”

“We’ll get there,” Seungcheol promises, leaning down to press a kiss to your lower back. When he pulls away, number “Eight” comes quickly thereafter.

Your skin is buzzing with anticipation now, and you’re nearly writhing against the bed, but you do your best to be as still as possible while Seungcheol completes this punishment focused foreplay.

After smack number nine, you hear Seungcheol undo his belt, and it takes everything inside of you not to turn around and get a good look at his cock.

He smacks his length gently against your ass, and you let out a small, “Ten?”

He laughs. “No, honey, this is ten.”

The sound of the slap echoes through his room, the hardest of them all so far, and you release a strangled cry, your ass on fire from where he’d hit you.

“That was the pain, now here’s the pleasure.” He rubs his cock through your wet folds, and slips the tip inside, stretching you out wonderfully. The sensation distracts from your sore bum, and your whimper becomes a moan as he drives deeper and deeper into you. “Tell me you like it.”

“I love it,” you blurt, already pushing back toward him in an effort to feel everything.

You’re not sure how big he is, only that he’s bigger than anyone you’ve ever been with, but after the tension of your punishment, and the orgasm before that, your pussy greedily swallows up everything he has to give until he’s flush to your still stinging ass.

“Fuck,” Seungcheol cusses, gently grabbing at your hips. “How’s that feel?”

“I feel so full,” you tell him, pussy fluttering around his cock.

“I’ll make you feel fuller,” he promises.

“Yeah?”

“You’re on birth control?”

“Uh huh.”

“Then I’ll definitely fill you up, mark this pussy as all mine, are you okay with that?”

“More than okay with it,” you moan. 

“That’s my good girl,” Seungcheol praises you, beginning to thrust.

“Fuck-” you whimper, loving the feeling of his cock dragging along your inner walls. 

Your eyes are closed, your focus entirely on Seungcheol as he starts to fuck you, rougher and rougher until his balls are slapping against your clit with each motion.

“Your pussy feels so good,” he tells you, grip tightening on your hips. “It’s like you were made for me, honey.”

The idea causes a visceral reaction, your entire body thrumming with pleasure. You can only moan in response, beginning to move back so you can meet each one of his thrusts.

“And this ass-” One of Seungcheol’s hands moves to cup your sensitive flesh, making you groan even louder. “Fucking perfect. Rub your clit for me, want you to cum again.”

Your hand is shaky as you bring it between your legs, finding your sensitive clit. Your core clenches desperately around Seungcheol and he lets out a deep moan of appreciation.

“That’s my good girl, being so good for me. So good at taking orders.”

You can’t help but let out a small laugh. It’s as if things were always meant to be this way, you were meant to let him be in control, not the other way around. This feels so much more natural than you telling him what to do ever did.

“Don’t laugh,” Seungcheol chastises you, fucking you even harder. “I’m trying to be nice to you, like you wanted.”

“I just-” you groan when his cock slams into your gspot. “It was never supposed to be me telling you what to do.”

“I’m glad we agree on something,” Seungcheol muses, his motions slowing ever so slightly. “Fuck this, I want to see you.”

He pulls out of your pussy, flipping you onto your back. The contact of the bed against your ass makes you groan, but the sight of Seungcheol’s perfect body looming over you has you distracted less than a moment later.

His cock is big… cut, curving slightly to the left, with a prominent vein that you want to trace with your tongue-

He presses the head of his length to your pussy, easing himself into you while he positions you in missionary. When he’s fully inside of you again, he meets your gaze, then he looks down at your lips.

“You’re so pretty like this,” he whispers before pressing his mouth to yours.

You grab at his strong shoulders, getting lost in the kiss as he begins to fuck you again, the whole bed shaking with the power of his thrusts.

You’ve never made sounds like this in bed before. You’re moaning like a whore, but Seungcheol eats up every whimper, his tongue gliding against your own.

Your fingers thread through his hair, keeping him close as he fucks you closer and closer to the edge.

The agent pulls away, breathing heavily. “I can feel you clenching, honey, gonna cum again?”

“Gonna cum on your big cock,” you tell him.

“Yeah?”

One of his hands slips between your bodies, fingers applying pressure to your clit.

You whimper loudly, back arching off the bed. Seungcheol takes the opportunity to finally draw your nipple into his mouth, his teeth grazing over the sensitive bud.

You gasp, body on fire from all the wonderful sensations. “I’m so close-” you tell him.

“Then cum for me,” he murmurs, rubbing your clit even harder. “Cum on my cock.”

It only takes a few more seconds for you to follow through with his command, the cord snapping in your stomach as your release takes over. Your pussy clamps down on Seungcheol, and when he lets out a groan, you know your body is milking him for every drop of cum that he has.

His thrusts have become sloppier, more erratic, deeper- and each one has him kissing your cervix, which is a delightful feeling. 

You hold him to your breast through your high, and he diligently sucks on your nipple, fucking you until he can’t fuck you anymore.

Finally, Seungcheol slumps down against you, applying some of his weight over you like a weighted blanket.

He’s panting hard against your breasts, cheek pressed to the center of your chest.

“Your heart is going wild, honey,” he muses after a moment.

All you can do is laugh, unable to find the words just yet after the power of your release.

Instead, you stroke his hair, and Seungcheol lets out a murmured moan, nuzzling closer to you. “I do love you, you know.”

“I know.”

He chuckles. “You aren’t going to say it back?”

“Take me on a date first,” you tease.

“Tomorrow, if you can still walk, I’ll take you out.”

“You promise?”

“I promise.” He presses a kiss to your sternum. “If you can’t walk, I’ll bring the date to you.”

“How romantic,” you say sarcastically.

“Don’t start with me, honey,” he warns.

“I’m not starting anything,” you defend yourself with a giggle.

He looks up at you, eyes sparkling. “Sure you’re not.”

You lean down to kiss him gently, loving how domestic this whole thing has turned. But of course, ever the sex fiend, Seungcheol quickly ruins it. “Give me ten minutes and I’ll fuck you again.”

You can’t help but shake your head. “You promise?”

“If you’re going to talk back like this, make it five.”

He’s such a fuck, but you kind of love him.

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“Hey, big guy,” you grin as you enter the apartment, eyes finding Seungcheol sitting on the living room couch. “How was your day?”

He pauses his show to look at you, flashing a tired smile. “It was okay.”

“Yikes,” you immediately go to join him on the couch, cuddling up to his side. “The new handler still being a bit of a dick?”

“Joshua was hand-picked by Jeonghan, it’s not like I can do anything about it,” Seungcheol sighs. “How about you, still enjoying the wizz kid?”

“Dino’s a good one,” you insist. “He follows instruction very well.”

Seungcheol scoffs, rolling his eyes. 

“You still jealous that I’m in his ear and not yours?” you tease, poking your boyfriend’s chest.

“Don’t go there, honey,” he warns.

“Come on- it could be fun. I think having someone who listens well has built my confidence… you know, we could try it out a little, if you want.”

“You want me to be submissive?” Seungcheol’s brows raise in a sort of shocked amusement. “Not a chance in hell.”

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You need this message. You have been struck down, struck down hard. You feel like this is the end, you can never get up from this failure, or for some of you series of failure, you took a lot and all came down one by one like dominos. You hate losing and now it feels like you lost. If everything seemed perfect before and now those things that looked like blessings, feel like curses: then this is a double confirmation that this message is for you. You may have been cheated in business or dealings too. But worry not, because justice will be served. You are being told to stand up again, I know you are hesitant and rather not face the world, but you should because after that all the wrongs start becoming right. Getting back up, can feel slow, but this time you are not impulsive, this time you read the fine print, do not sign any papers without reading!! This time you have a method and are meticulous, and the victory will be yours if you are willing to take it. Enough of the embarrassment, it doesn’t suit you. GET BACK UP! “The cost of entry is embarrassment-remember this’  YOU SHOULD READ ‘IF’ BY RUDYARD KIPLING. It is a must for you: especially the lines:  If you can make one heap of all your winnings     And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings     And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew     To serve your turn long after they are gone,    And so hold on when there is nothing in you     Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’ Read the entire poem. It is a must for you.  Comment ‘111’ to claim this.  🥀Thank you for letting me read for you🥀 🌙DM to book a personal reading🌙

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Request: I just got into Harry Potter and I finished the 3rd movie with some friends. And Remus Lupin became one of my biggest comfort characters! I was wondering if you’d do some father figure headcannons/fic? Reader is also a werewolf and just overall is really depressed bc of it and he comforts them and takes them under his wing kinda thing? Takes place when he is a professor if thats okay! (Also obviously this is all platonic) You can pick any house you want for the reader, I dont mind personally Feel free to ignore this request if you dont wanna do it ❤️ Thank you so much!

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Y/N sat at the edge of the Black Lake, knees pulled to their chest, staring blankly at the water’s surface. The chill in the October air mirrored the cold weight that had settled in their chest long ago. The full moon had passed just a few nights ago, and the familiar ache of transformation still lingered in their bones. The isolation, the secrecy—it all felt like too much.

“Mind if I join you?” A soft voice broke through Y/N’s thoughts.

They looked up to see Professor Lupin, his usual kind smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Without waiting for an answer, he sat beside them on the grass, close enough to offer his presence but far enough to give space.

Y/N didn’t respond, simply looking back at the lake. They’d heard whispers from the other students, rumors that Lupin was kind and understanding, but this was the first time he’d approached them.

“I can always tell when someone’s had a rough full moon,” he said quietly, gaze fixed on the lake. “The weariness in your eyes. The way you’ve been avoiding people these past few days.”

Y/N’s throat tightened. They thought they’d been hiding it so well.

Remus continued, his tone gentle but knowing. “It’s not easy, what we go through. And it’s even harder when you feel like you’re the only one.”

Y/N glanced over at him, meeting his eyes for the first time. There was no pity in his gaze, only understanding—like he knew exactly what it felt like to carry the weight of the world on his shoulders.

“I don’t know how to keep going,” Y/N whispered, their voice cracking. “It’s like… it’ll never get better.”

Remus sighed softly. “I’ve been there. Many times, in fact. It doesn’t always seem like it, but there’s more to life than just our transformations. More than just the loneliness.”

He paused, giving Y/N a moment to absorb his words before continuing. “You’re not alone, Y/N. You don’t have to go through this by yourself. I’m here—if you ever want to talk. Or not talk. Sometimes just having someone who understands makes all the difference.”

Y/N felt tears sting at the back of their eyes, but for the first time in a long time, they didn’t feel entirely hopeless.

“Thank you, Professor,” they whispered.

Remus smiled, his warmth a balm against Y/N’s hurt. “You can call me Remus. We’re in this together now.”

This could be a pivotal moment in their relationship, where Y/N starts to trust Remus and sees him as a mentor and father figure.

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• As the full moon approaches, Y/N always feels the dread building up—both physically and emotionally. They try to hide it, but Remus sees the signs right away. He’s been through it too many times himself not to notice.

• Remus starts a tradition: inviting Y/N to his office for tea the night before each full moon. It’s quiet, comforting, and helps both of them ease the tension. The moment becomes a safe space where Y/N doesn’t have to put up walls.

• Remus always prepares the tea himself. He has a small collection of herbal blends, carefully selected to help soothe nerves and muscles before the transformation. He’ll explain to Y/N the properties of each, in that gentle, knowledgeable way of his, as if he’s passing down something special.

• Y/N feels the first flickers of calm the moment they enter his office. The soft glow from the fire, the quiet hum of the teapot—it’s all far removed from the chaos and pain they know is coming.

• They talk about everything but the full moon during these tea sessions. Remus asks Y/N about their classes, their hobbies, what books they’ve been reading lately. He tells them funny stories from his time at Hogwarts with his friends, and Y/N finds themselves laughing despite the heaviness in their chest.

• As the hour grows late and the tea cools, there’s a comfortable silence between them. Sometimes Y/N asks Remus how he does it—how he stays so calm before a full moon. Remus admits that he still feels afraid every time, but what helps him is knowing he isn’t facing it alone anymore.

• Before Y/N leaves, Remus always offers a quiet reassurance: “No matter how bad it feels, you’re strong enough to get through this.” He never makes promises it’ll be easy, but he makes sure Y/N knows they aren’t alone.

• From the very first conversation about lycanthropy, Remus quietly commits himself to helping Y/N manage their transformations. He remembers how alone and scared he felt at their age and is determined to give them the guidance he never had.

• Over time, Remus gradually shares little pieces of wisdom about making the transformations easier. It’s never all at once, just a tip here and there—he doesn’t want to overwhelm Y/N, and he knows they need to process it in their own time.

• He starts with the practical things: “A warm bath before the moon helps relax your muscles—it won’t stop the pain, but it’ll make the aftermath a bit easier.” He tells them about the importance of staying hydrated and eating hearty meals in the days leading up to the full moon to keep their strength up.

• One afternoon, as Y/N sits in his office, Remus brings out an old journal—his own, filled with decades of notes about transformations, potions, and techniques that have helped him cope. He gives it to Y/N, telling them it’s theirs to borrow and add to if they find anything new that works for them.

• He introduces them to the calming effects of Wolfsbane Potion, warning them that while it’s helpful, it’s not a perfect solution. “It gives us control, but you’ll still feel the change. The difference is, you’ll remember who you are.”

• Over time, their conversations delve deeper into the emotional and psychological side of being a werewolf. Remus teaches Y/N how to prepare mentally for the transformation—meditation, focusing on their breath, and, most importantly, accepting what’s happening rather than resisting it.

• “Fighting the change makes it worse,” he says gently one evening. “I used to be terrified every time, which only made the transformation more painful. You have to lean into it, accept that this is a part of who you are. That doesn’t mean it defines you, but it’s something you live with.”

• He’s careful to remind Y/N that no two werewolves experience transformations exactly the same way. “What works for me might not always work for you. It’s okay to experiment and find your own rhythm. You have the time to figure it out.”

• On particularly rough days when Y/N struggles with self-hatred, Remus reminds them that they are not a monster, just a person dealing with a difficult condition. “I’ve been where you are. I’ve seen the worst parts of myself during the transformation, but it doesn’t take away from who we are the rest of the time.”

• Slowly, Y/N begins to implement his advice. Some nights are still hard—nothing can completely remove the pain of the full moon—but knowing Remus has spent years refining these methods and that they’re working together to make it more bearable gives Y/N a new sense of hope.

• Over time, Y/N starts feeling more prepared, more capable of facing the transformations, and it’s all thanks to the wisdom, patience, and care that Remus shares with them.

• Y/N wakes up in the hospital wing after one of the most painful full moons they’ve ever experienced. Their body aches in every joint, and the weight of exhaustion is almost suffocating. Bandages cover the worst of their self-inflicted wounds, and they feel utterly broken—both physically and emotionally.

• When they open their eyes, the first thing they see is Remus sitting at their bedside. He’s been there since early morning, keeping a quiet vigil, his face etched with concern. He’s been through enough full moons to recognize the signs of a particularly difficult one, and he knows how much Y/N must be hurting.

• “Good morning,” Remus says softly, giving Y/N a small, gentle smile. “How are you feeling?”

• Y/N doesn’t respond at first, staring up at the ceiling. The question feels too big. How are they feeling? How can they put into words the frustration, the anger, the sadness that swirls inside of them after another night of losing control?

• “It’s not fair,” Y/N finally whispers, their voice shaky. “No matter how much I prepare… it never gets easier. I thought I was getting better at handling it, but last night—” They trail off, tears threatening to spill. “It was like I was back to square one. It feels like I’ll never get better.”

• Remus shifts in his chair, leaning forward with an understanding look. He’s quiet for a moment, letting Y/N’s words hang in the air. He knows exactly what they’re feeling—he’s been there more times than he can count.

• “I know how heavy this feels,” Remus begins gently, “and it’s okay to feel frustrated, to feel like you’re not making progress. But I want you to know something: every full moon is different. Some are harder than others, even after years of experience. It doesn’t mean you’re failing.”

• Y/N wipes at their eyes, still feeling the weight of disappointment. “It just feels like… I’ll never be normal. That this is always going to control my life.”

• Remus’s expression softens, and he reaches out to place a comforting hand on Y/N’s arm. “I understand. I’ve had those thoughts, too—many times. But ‘normal’ isn’t something we should measure ourselves against. Being a werewolf doesn’t mean you’re less than anyone else, or that your life is defined by these transformations.”

• Y/N shakes their head, still not convinced. “But it’s just so hard. I hurt myself last night. I don’t even remember doing it.”

• “That’s the nature of the curse,” Remus says quietly, his voice steady and kind. “It’s not something you can control completely, no matter how much you prepare. The important thing is that you survived, and you will heal. And you’re not going through this alone.”

• He pauses, making sure Y/N is really hearing him. “I’ve had nights like that, too. Nights where I woke up battered and bruised and felt like I couldn’t keep doing this. But you don’t have to face it with despair. You have people who care about you—myself included—and we will get through these hard nights together.”

• Y/N’s chest tightens at his words, but the knot of hopelessness loosens just a little. “I just don’t want to keep feeling like this,” they murmur, their voice small.

• Remus gives a soft, reassuring smile. “And you won’t. It takes time—sometimes more time than we’d like—but it does get better. Not perfect, but better. You’ve already come so far, Y/N. One hard night doesn’t erase the progress you’ve made.”

• Y/N looks at Remus, tears in their eyes but hope flickering somewhere beneath the pain. They can tell he means every word—that he’s walked this path before, and he’s still here, offering them comfort.

• “You’re stronger than you realize,” Remus says softly. “And no matter how many difficult full moons you face, you will always have the strength to get through them. I’m proud of you for surviving, even when it feels unbearable.”

• Y/N lets out a shaky breath, feeling some of the weight lift from their shoulders. Remus’s presence, his steady belief in them, is like a balm to their fractured spirit.

• “Thank you,” Y/N whispers. “For everything.”

• Remus gives their hand a gentle squeeze. “Always. You’re never alone in this, Y/N. Never forget that.”

[eddieandbird]

🌙 Eddie + spanking if you’re comfortable with that please!

oh anon, i am more than okay with it hehehe.

tw/tags: smut|blurb|f!reader|spanking|dom!eddie|mirror s*x|unprotected

You felt Eddie’s length growing beneath the soft flesh of your thighs, the tough denim texture leaving an imprint underneath your legs. This feeling cut through the noise of the party and became the only thing on your mind. You looked over your shoulder to see Eddie nonchalantly sipping beer in a red cup. When his eyes met yours, he shot you a wink but continued bobbing his head to the loud music as if you couldn’t feel flames off the skin of his exposed knees. Eddie brought his calloused hand to your shoulder, slowly sliding his fingertips down your arm and catching your hand.

“Are you having fun, Baby?” He asked with his lips pressed to your ear. 

“I’m having a great time,” You smiled, determined to act as clueless as he was trying to be. He offered you a sip of his beer and you thanked him by kissing his cheek. Your kiss traveled along his jaw, causing Eddie to let out an almost inaudible gasp. “Hm? What was that, Honey?” a smirk grew on your lips.

“I didn’t say anything, Babe. I was just singing along to the music,” Eddie coughed.

“Right,” You gave a long look around the room. Most of the party-goers were migrating to the backyard to get more drinks. With the crowd around the hallway dissipating, you could see a clear path to the bathroom. You pressed Eddie’s wrist down to the couch, using it as leverage to get up from his lap.

“Where do you think you’re going, hot stuff?”

“Wait here, Babe. I’m just going to the bathroom,” You called without looking back, but you heard Eddie’s heavy footsteps trailing behind you.

“Like hell, I’m staying here,” He scoffed, hurriedly following you in and locking the door behind you.

“What? I can’t even go to the bathroom alone without you chaperoning me?” Your giggle echoed around the tiled walls as you looked into the mirror. Your left hand held you up as you leaned over the counter as the other swiped around your smudged red lipstick.

“Not when you look this good,” Eddie growled into your neck. His head rested on your shoulder while he snaked his arms around your frame. You tried to step forward out of his grip, but he pressed himself deeper into you, his bulge harder than ever. “You feel that Baby? You can’t put this pretty ass on me all night and not expect me to want to play with it. Such a bad girl,”

“Eddie that’s your fault! You-” Before you could continue your playful rant, you yelped at the stinging feeling his hand brought with a quick, hard smack on your ass. Your sultry eyes opened in shock.

“Who told you, you could talk like that, Honey?” Eddie growled in your ear before smacking you again. You sucked in air through the gaps of your teeth as a welt developed on the softest part of your right ass cheek. His arm reeled back again, and you flinched, waiting for impact, but his fingers traced up your spine instead. The light touches compared to the brief hard swats made you shiver. Eddie’s hand reached up to the back of your neck and swiftly bent you over the porcelain counter. Your face was inches away from being pressed into the mirror. You felt helpless, watching the reflection of Eddie hovering above you. He beamed a smile before yanking up your dress to the small of your back and pulling your underwear down to your ankles. “Look at all these pretty marks I put on you already…” He sighed. “I think you could use a few more,”

“Eddie…” You whimpered with your eyes squeezed shut.

“Don’t worry, Princess. I promise if you take this like a good girl, I’ll give you a reward. Now… count to 5,” His voice was quiet enough not to be heard by anyone who might be around the corner, but the sound definitely rattled around your head, adding to the butterflies in your stomach.

“One…” You whispered and Eddie struck your bare ass.

“I know we’re at a party, but you can be a little louder, Princess. We’re at a party with blown-out speakers. C’mon, Baby. Be a little louder,”

“Two!” You spoke louder, but your pitch came out shrill as you prepared yourself for another spank. “Three!” This time Eddie chuckled, but you still heard the light metal clanking noise of his belt as he brought his jeans to the floor with your panties. “Four!” You rested your head on the counter that cooled down your burning face. You knew a clear imprint of Eddie’s hand was pounded into you. Your legs wobbled, your knees knocking lightly against the sink. Eddie took a moment to pause, trailing kisses along your thighs behind you.

“Eddie?” You asked breathlessly.

“Yes, Baby? Are you patiently waiting for your final one? It’s coming Sweetheart. I just wanted to take a look at what it did to you,” You let out a soft moan as Eddie’s warm tongue gave a long swipe from the tip of your clit all the way up to your entrance. “Mmm… you’re so wet for me. You’re such a good girl,” Hearing Eddie praise you like that made you grin from ear to ear. He smiled back as he stood up behind you once more. “Say it, Baby,”

“Five!” When you cried out, Eddie gave his last strike with his other hand gripping your mouth. Before you could whine in pain, Eddie sank his cock into you from behind. Your eyes rolled back as he pulled you into him. The mix of pleasure, pain, and surprise caused you to climax.

“Fuck you’re so tight,” Eddie whined back. He fucked you to the rhythm of your walls squeezing in on him until he reached his peak as well. A scrambled string of ‘fucks’ and ‘shits’ escaped his mouth until he pulled out his cock, stroking it until he shot his load into the dip of your back.

[microscotch]

“Maxxx truly has broken me. Everyone else in this house has broken me. I just can’t deal with it anymore, I just don’t know how I’m supposed to look at these guys after the treatment I have received.”

-”I... I don’t have it in me anymore!! Everyone here is a horrific backstabber... please just get me out of here!”

“I haven’t seen Angie all morning and...frankly I don’t give a shit after what I got to hear yesterday.”

-”Yes Isabella, thank you so much, that surely worked well! Screw both you and Namzib!”

“I was just searching for my charger and found a note on her table.”

-“ALRIGHT WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED, WHERE IS ANGIE??”

-“Woah, chill!”

-“I’m not chilling, we’re missing one whole cast member! That trainwreck gave us amazing quotes!”

-“You really are not at all like the official description your creator provided.”

-“Oh yeah, does that mean you’ll distribute Angie’s salary evenly across all cast members?<3”

-“You’re still not getting paid!”

-”Is nobody gonna address that we used to have two large ass windows over here?”

-”Is nobody gonna address that this show is called “Belladonna Shore” and we’ve never been to a beach?”

-”Thanks, Namzib. Clearly you’re the only member with a couple brain cells left.”

“So after Toni was done wildin’ about Angie leaving the house thanks to Namzib’s breakthrough, she immediately sent us to the beach. Literally. We didn’t even have a second to change.”

Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans (Jeans), boots with the fur (With the fur) The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low 🎶

“Look, I may be the hottest guy in all of Belladonna Cove, but I have NEEDS, too. And I feel like my girlfriend still has to like...get that.”

-“What’s up with you?”

-“Bro, it’s been three hours that my girl hasn’t been complimenting me or made any remarks about my huge follower count. Feelin’ like punching Roz while looking irresistible in my pajamas, where is he?”

-”I think he’s trying to find himself by sunbathing inside that rock over there.”

“I’m sick of these freaks just making out with each other.”

“I mean, I did kiss Maxxx but I just wanted to piss off Isabella. And after the whole tape courtesy problem kinda killed the mood last time I was about to get with a guy, I gotta find someone else.”

-“Alright, time to find a meatbag to earn screen time with...”

-“No. Looks like he’s spending his free time rewatching Stargate. Would be an awkward af experience.”

-“No. Spirit too broken.”

-”There we go. Long red hair, broad shoulders, no self awareness: Clearly the markers of an alpha meatbag.”

-“Your jaw is just as hot and your hair is just as flaming red as my fueling hatred for my housemate!.”

-“Wow, that’s one scary...compliment.”

-”And there’s plenty more where that came from.”

-”Hey, I’m trying to flirt here, inferior ginger. Walk over to the world’s most pathetic couple and perform your worry idle there.”

-“Ah, what a great day to hit the beach with the hottest girlfriend on the entire planet!”

-”Right? Aren’t the waves just beautiful!🌊 ”

-”....>>>:(”

“I’ve got a confession to make.”

“Nothing turns me on more than chicks in tracksuits. Like, to me it’s just the hottest way a girl can dress.”

-”Hey beautiful, are you wearing Adidas?💓”

-“Ah, we’re having an awesome time at the beach!”

-“DON’T WE, APRIL?”

-”OWW, F***ING PSYCHO!! Uh, I mean - ouch, that was a little heavy-handed!💚”

-“We totally do, babe! Nothing better than watching the waves do the same thing for five hours straight!”

“I’ve been observing sims for long enough to know how to seduce a guy, and Komei is no exception to that - he was melting.”

“Even though what’s-his-name was kinda killing the mood with his weird duck moves.”

“But it’s simple, you know. Just showing off my breakdancing skills.”

“Excessive tickling. I know what guys are into. Yeah, I’m guaranteed to be the shining star of this episode-”

-“ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS RIGHT NOW.”

-“Oh, I’m just a pajama guy, in love with a tracksuit girl!⚽🌙”

-“COOL. NOW MOVE YOUR CAMERA BACK OVER HERE.”

-“My love, not even the sunset or the waves can match your beauty!”

-”Oh Maxxx, your sunlit muscles are glowing so bright!”

-“I think I’m gonna vomit.”

-“I just returned from the bottom of these rocks. I am a different man now.”

-”Hey, cameras! We’re pillowfighting on the beach! Don’t you at all wanna know how we randomly got these pillows?”

-”Who the fuck are you talking to?”

-”Uh. No one.”

-”Thank you, finally.”

-”FUCK BEING A DIFFERENT MAN NOW, I’M NOT DONE WITH YOU!”

-“ALRIGHT, THAT’S IT. KOMEI, MOVE!”

-“Why do I have to watch this shit?”

-”I WILL NEVER GIVE YOU UP, APRIL!”

-”Komei, I’m literally massaging you, small price to pay. Stop complaining.”

-“BREAK HIS NOSE, MAXXX! AVENGE ME FOR WHAT HE DID YESTERDAY!”

-”TURN HIS FACE INTO PUDDING!!!!!”

-“Oh, Namzib!💘”

“What a hoard of freaks...”

-“Seems like my cab’s here. What do you say? You wanna come along? 💗”

-“Um. Ew. No.”

“...What?”

-”I...I WILL.....UAHAHAHASHSAHSAUSHUAAAAHAUAA”

-”OH YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING MEEEE!”

-”Isabella, I know I’m just a simple guy you keep rejecting, but I just HAVE to do this right now, in the midst of Namzib’s mental breakdown!”

-”Lyam what are you-”

[ask-ikevamp-faust]

I’m so glad you know my heart and soul only sing for you, my love. You truly have nothing to worry about… besides the fact that I’m not going to go easy on you now that you’ve responded so deliciously to my teasing. Perhaps I’ll slip you a scandalous note over breakfast, sit on your lap, or even sneak some heated kisses throughout the day, only to pull away when you begin to respond. I’m relatively small and fast, so even if you chased after me I’m sure I could try to slip away. You seem like you'd enjoy the thrill of hunting after me anyways.

For the collection sets, I was mostly looking at the Navy collection, as it matches your dark blue and rose gold preferences. However, I completely agree with your desire to expand our horizons. That being the case, I also love the aesthetics of the French Raw Silk, Rose Gold Classics, Sage Green and/or Scarlet Princess collections. What do you think of those?

Hearing about pet play from you is very interesting. As I've mentioned before, our pasts are tragically similar in some ways. I've had to be fully responsible and completely in control of myself from a very young age. So, for me, submission is a very pleasurable but highly conditional thing; I could act as a dominant figure for anyone, but I'm only able to submit to someone I fully trust and respect. The list of people that meet the criteria is not long, but you happen to be on it.

I agree that the cage and the bowl would be a bit much, but I’d be lying if I said your interest and description of this kink didn't intrigue me. I'm happy to explore it more with you and I’d certainly wear the accessories, even if it was just to dress up for you. Funnily enough, my friends have described me as a rather cat-like person, so that would be a rather fitting choice. I can be very aloof and analytical around strangers or enemies, but I’m warm, cuddly, and curious around those close to me. However, even if it isn’t tied to pet play, I definitely do have a breeding kink….

Master is a wonderful choice, and I do love the description of the fantasy. It’s not silly at all; it’s actually almost exactly what I had pictured. The other that I had in mind fits more closely with a classic scene from literature, except, of course, you’d have my full consent beforehand.

On a moonlight night, the vampire creeps through the window to sink his fangs into the tender neck of the maiden who has caught his eye, rousing her from the depths of slumber into his wicked embrace….

If it piques your interest, I can always describe it more in depth. How does that sound, my soul?

- L

(Before I shove my foot directly into my mouth, for “things I’d like to include” are you asking which kinks I plan to touch on? Or just general plot things? Either way, I can absolutely let you know. I’m genuinely enjoying the rp, thank you 🌙admin! 💜)

(Questions to recipient from admin)

Before I continue the in-character response there is something I want to discuss.

I realize there’s probably reasons you’d like to remain anonymous, I respect that. However, if the contents of the exchange go deeper into the NSFW topic, I begin to have a concern about age. Mainly that because it has been anonymous, I can’t verify anything. Seeing an age in someone’s bio/pinned post is the most I can do to verify age. I don’t want you to reveal yourself in a public way, especially if that’s not something you’re comfortable with. It’s also not something important to anyone else except to me as admin, so I am requesting a private DM in order to see your bio/pinned post. It would honestly stop my overthinking and give me peace of mind.

I’m sure you saw, I’m currently working on a detailed “NSFW rules” specific post. Until I finish that I’ll have to address things individually but this is the way I’m going to approach NSFW content with anons moving forward if they desire content further than suggestive/flirty. I hope you can understand my perspective and that this doesn’t discourage you from sending anything else.

Thank you 🌙💙

PS: To answer your questions, both things actually. A list of kinks would be great! And then I’d appreciate it if you could give me an overview on how detailed you’d like the NSFW rp to go. On a spectrum, I guess the lightest would be just discussing kink interest and sharing ideas, on the other end however it’s a more detailed exchange on the sexual encounters between the parties involved. If it’s easier, you can just respond to this in DM as well.

[missywritesfor7]

🌙Moon’s Light | JJK🌙

Synopsis: Luna is a young paralegal trying to maintain her new found independence and enjoy life. Too bad her job sucks and her boss is the worst. As if that wasn’t bad enough, she encounters a vampire named Jungkook who changes her life in more ways than one.

Jungkook is a shield and protector of the vampire kingdom of Korealis. He’s trained his entire life to block out any and all distractions and focus solely on becoming the strongest. While investigating a potential threat to the kingdom, he encounters Luna who turns out to be more than he could have ever imagined. It becomes his job to protect her, but he can’t tell if what he’s feeling is his devotion to the job or perhaps something deeper.

Secrets are uncovered. Lives are on the line. Hearts are tested.

Pairing: Vampire!Jungkook x Fem!OC

Warnings: Violence, character death, eventual smut, tragedy, some angst, strong language, MINORS DNI

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|| Ch. 12: Revisited ||

Luna didn’t realize she had fallen asleep again until a knock at the door pulled her out of her short nap. Jungkook is still sleeping so she decides to get up and get the door hoping it’s one of the guys and not someone who doesn’t know about her being there. Thankfully it’s Hoseok once again checking in on the two of them.

“Hey,” Hoseok says entering the room. “Where’s Jungkook?”

“Sleeping,” Luna says pointing to the fur ball resting in the bed.

“Oh. I see. Did he at least apologize to you first before hiding?”

“Yeah,” she chuckles. “So you’re familiar with this practice?”

“Of course,” he chuckles. “He does it more than you may think. He just doesn’t like people to see him cry.”

“I’m starting to realize that. There’s nothing wrong with crying though, why hasn’t he learned that in all of these years?”

“He’ll figure it out eventually,” Hoseok shrugs. “He has a soft heart but a hard head.”

“A hard head indeed,” she laughs.

“One of the side effects of being shield I guess. He puts up a strong wall, but you could probably break it down.”

“What makes you think that?”

“I don’t know,” Hoseok shrugs. Then he gets closer to her and begins whispering. “I think he may have a soft spot for you.”

“What?”

“If you need anything let me know,” he says quickly turning and leaving the room.

Luna looks back at Jungkook still sleeping in a ball on the bed. She walks over to him and lays back down next to him.

“So you’re a baby trying to be a hard ass?” She whispers. “That’s cute.”

She runs her fingers through his fur as he continues sleeping soundly.

“Thanks again for saving me. I know you think you don’t deserve thanks, but you do. My family was taken away from me as soon as I was born, then my family was taken away again. It’s all because of vampires. I want to hate every one of you. I want to tell you how much you people have ruined my entire life. But you saved me and proved that maybe all vampires aren’t bad. I wish you would make it easier to talk to you. I could tell you all of this to your face, but it’s hard to do that when you’re always being a cheeky little shit.”

Jungkook remains unmoved. His eyes are closed still but he had actually woken up when Hoseok came to the door. He heard everything, and as much as he would like to transform back and talk to her the way he knows he should, he can’t bring himself to do it. Hiding is a habit he simply can’t get out of right now.

A few days pass giving Luna time to grieve, Jungkook time to stop hiding, and the rest of the guys time to plan their next move. Luna knows she could be killed or at least kidnapped if she goes back home, but there’s a lot of questions that remain unanswered.

If she spent her entire life hearing stories about her mom’s best friend, Luna, who she shares her name with, and seeing wedding photos with her dad’s cousin, then there has to be more answers in the house. Her parents made sure she knew who her birth parents were, even if she had no idea they were her birth parents. It was all sitting under her nose and she’s convinced there’s more to be found.

Convincing Jungkook or anyone else to take her back is nearly impossible. That is until Luna learned the secret they had been keeping from her.

When they finally explored the unofficial portal that SV uses to get to the human world they discovered it leads right to Luna’s workplace. They chose not to mention this around her because they didn’t want to give her any ideas about going home when they go back to explore the area. Too bad she overhead them talking at one point and she’s now planning a way to convince them to take her along.

“Hell no! Are you crazy?!” Jungkook argues. “No fucking way are you going back after what happened!”

“Please! I just need to go through the house, I need answers,” Luna pleads to him and the rest of the brotherhood in the sparring room.

“Not only is it a reckless and stupid idea, but if no one has been in that house since….LuLu, you can’t.”

“I can handle it! I have to, Jungkookie please,” she begs. “Plus, there’s more of you going so there will be more protection.”

“You….” Jungkook struggles to push back. It’s the Jungkookie. Why is it always when she calls him that?

“I’ll take you,” Jimin offers.

Everyone else looks at him surprised. It’s not going to be a simple escort task, he’ll likely need to fight if Luna is tracked again, and while he can certainly hold his own in battle, he’s no master marksman with the Vampire Slayer at his disposal.

“No you won’t,” Jungkook says defensively.

“If you won’t take me then why not?” Luna asks. “I’ll go with Jimin and the rest of you can do whatever you need to do.”

“First of all,” Jungkook fires back. “No. And second, NO!”

“You’re not my dad!”

“I’ll-“

Jungkook is stopped before he can say any more by a strong gust of wind. Namjoon raises his hand and hits Jungkook with another slap of wind. Namjoon is always afraid of hurting his brothers too much if he hits them with his hands, so he uses his ability to let the elements do the work for him. He doesn’t want to hurt them when he does it, he just wants them to shut up.

“Jungkook,” Namjoon says standing from the couch. “Maybe we could compromise to make everyone happy. We’re all going, so it won’t be too bad to have her under our protection. But,” he says turning to Luna. “We will have very strict rules that you’ll have to agree to.”

“Deal,” Luna says nodding. “What are the rules?”

“They’re simple. Don’t wander off without us. Don’t blow our cover. We reserve the right to bring you back here at any time for any reason, please cooperate when we do, we just want to keep you alive. And lastly, if there’s anything you need to take with you then do it. You won’t be going back for a long time.”

“How long is a long time?” She asks nervously.

“Whenever we feel you’re not at risk of death anymore.”

“Oh.” She ponders a moment thinking of the rules laid out for her.

She was fine with everything else, but the idea of not being able to go home for who knows how long is hard to fathom. How could she just disappear with no one knowing? What if she’s reported missing? It’s already been a few days, what if she’s already been reported missing? But right now what other option does she have? She’s dying to look for more answers.

“Ok,” she nods. “That’s fine.”

“Are you sure?” He asks giving her one last chance to back out.

“Yes, I’m sure.”

Jungkook looks less than pleased about her going with them. He wanted to protest further, but the second Jimin agreed to the idea and offered to stay by Luna’s side the entire time, Jungkook had to jump in and make sure it was clear that he’s the one that was tasked with keeping an eye on Luna.

They all devise their plan and assign everyone their roles and responsibilities. They’ll take Luna to her parents house first where Jin, Jungkook, and Yoongi will accompany her inside while the rest of the guys stand watch around the outside of the house. When Luna is done there Jungkook will take her back to the kingdom while the rest of the guys continue on their mission.

Once everyone is prepared they make their way to the portal and transport to the human world. When they arrive they waste no time getting started. It’s evening so the night sky provides the perfect conditions for them to move around comfortably. They start by following Luna and Jungkook to her parents house.

Luna is overcome with emotion as she walks up to the front door with a backpack in tow which she plans to fill with whatever she can. She knows there’s a very good chance that no one has been by since that tragic night, which means she’ll have to face that scene again. Jungkook notices her hesitation and offers to go in first and let her know the condition the place is in.

When he steps inside it’s just as they feared, nothing had changed. The bodies of her parents lay in the same spot as they were when he carried Luna out of there. It’s a hard sight to take in and he’s not sure she can handle it. He steps back outside and looks at her with a worried face.

“I don’t think this is a good idea,” he says softly. “I know you said you could handle it, but I don’t know if you truly can.”

“Watch me,” she says knowing he’s probably right, but she’s not turning back now.

She tries walking past him but he stops her with a soft hand on her waist. He looks in her eyes knowing full well how much going in there will hurt her.

“I’m trying to tell you-“

“And I’m telling you,” she says not letting him finish. “If this is the only time you’ll bring me here then I can handle it. I have to.”

Reluctantly he steps aside letting her step into the house. She slowly enters and is instantly hit with the smell of death and decay. The moment she looks across the room to see her mom still pinned to the wall, she’s hit with the strong wave of emotion. She chokes back a sob and continues on with Jungkook, Jin, and Yoongi right behind her.

She doesn’t even know where to begin, but she can’t stay in the living room. She makes her way down the hall and enters her parents’ room. She starts her search in the closet where she knows they kept a lot of things from medical records to the deed to the house.

While sifting through clothes and shoes she finds a box labeled “Luna” on the shelf. She opens it hoping it has some answers about her birth parents and her life in general. There’s a number of pictures in the box, some she’s seen but many she hasn’t. As she’s looking she realizes these aren’t things related to her, but to her birth mom. Even a death certificate listing her cause of death as “unknown”, if only anyone had really known.

There’s a baby book where her birth parents were preparing for Luna’s arrival. The book was meant to be filled with pregnancy updates, then baby milestones going as far as her first birthday. As Luna flips through the book she notices a gap in entries. The section for her birth mother’s third trimester is only half filled out, there’s no other entry until 7 months after Luna was born. She can tell the difference in handwriting and the first comment on the page at 7 months is one that doesn’t necessarily mention a baby milestone, but perhaps for them a big milestone nonetheless.

7 mos - We finally found a permanent home to live. Luna will be able to grow up in a safe place.

From there all of the entries seem normal. For now she closes the book and puts it in her backpack. She carries on looking through the box putting photo after photo in her backpack. Then she finds another book in the box, this time a diary. She opens it to see it’s her birth mom’s diary starting as far back as 2 years before Luna was born. She wants to take time to look through it more but she knows she’s limited so she stuffs it in her backpack to look through later.

After searching her parents room she moves on to her room. The room she grew up in that holds many childhood memories. When she moved out on her own she took a lot of things with her, but they kept the room neat and ready in case she needed to stay the night there. She never thought of why they made it seem like she would need to stay there someday as if for refuge, but now it seems to make sense.

There isn’t much to find in her room since she already knows everything in there. Nothing hidden in her closet or under her bed. Just memories that she replays in her mind as she sits on her bed in a trance.

“What’s this?” Jungkook asks picking up a trophy on her shelf. “You played sports?”

“Why do you sound surprised?” Luna asks playfully offended. “I was one of the best softball players on my team.”

“Really?” He asks inspecting the trophy closer. “Is that why this is for 3rd place?”

“Are you trying to be funny?”

“I’m just asking,” he giggles.

“Get your paws off of my trophy,” she says snatching it from him and putting it back on the shelf.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to upset the best third place softball player,” he laughs.

“Can you switch with someone outside? Where’s Jimin?”

“No,” he says quickly. “You’re stuck with me.”

“Time is ticking!” Yoongi yells from the living room. “Stop bickering and come on if you’re done.”

“Did you need to look at anything else?” Jin asks walking into the room.

“Well,” Luna sighs. “I guess I won’t really have time to look over everything, but for now I think I have what I need.”

She doesn’t, actually, but right now she can’t bring herself to search through the living room. Not with her parents bodies still there.

Suddenly Luna can feel a wave of goosebumps. The feeling she gets when someone is going through the portal in her. A feeling that scares her tremendously knowing that this could bring her that much closer to death. That also means this could turn into a battle with all seven of the guys surrounding the entire property.

“Kookie,” she says without thinking.

“What?” He asks almost completely paralyzed at her calling him Kookie. Yes that’s what she introduced him as to her parents while he was in bunny form, but she’s never addressed him as that.

“I can feel…” she trails off and suddenly a vampire appears in her room.

“Guys!” Jin yells getting in fighting position.

Yoongi comes running from the living room with the rest of the guys quickly following after. The vampire looks around confused, he clearly had no idea he would wind up there.

“Who are you?” Jungkook asks pointing his gun at the intruder.

“Where am I?” The guy asks starting to notice the 8 people surrounding him.

“Tell me who you are before I put a bullet in your head,” Jungkook threatens.

“Wow.” The guy looks around then notices Luna. “So you’re the one?”

“She’s nothing to you if you don’t tell me who you are!” Jungkook demands again.

“Who I am isn’t important. It’s her that I need.” He tries taking a step towards Luna but she’s pushed back by Jungkook.

“You’re surrounded. I’ll give you one more chance to tell me who you are and what you’re doing here.”

“Look, I just got a little lost, that’s all. My way home was cut off so I’ve been searching for days for another way and I finally found it.”

“Where did you come from?”

“I think you already know where I came from,” he smirks. “Now if you don’t mind, I need to take her with me.”

“Are you stupid?” Jungkook scoffs. “You’re not going anywhere.”

“You look scared, sweetie,” the guy says taking a step towards Luna.

Luna is frozen in fear. Even with 7 other guys at the ready, all she can see is the evil emitting from this vampire’s soul and she’s terrified. Not only is she afraid, but she’s angry. The sight of this evil creature burns her within knowing that the very organization he works with is responsible for the death of her parents who lay lifeless in the living room.

“I won’t hurt you,” the guy smirks. “I just want to talk to you, babe.”

“Don’t call me babe!” Luna shouts feeling her heart rate increase tremendously.

“Look, I don’t have a lot of time. Tell your friends to stand down and I won’t have to shank you like your mom in there.”

“NO!” Luna shouts sending the vampire flying backwards into the wall.

Jungkook is used to this, but the rest of the guys are a little startled by the power that just came from her. Luna is overflowing with strong emotions and the mention of her mom only pissed her off more.

“That was cute,” the guy says barely phased by being tossed backwards. He begins walking towards her again but Namjoon binds his arms and legs with lightning.

“You have two options,” Namjoon says. “Come with us, or die. Your choice.”

“How about you just let me go, I take this precious sunflower, and we won’t have to see each other again,” the guy says unbothered by the lightning holding him in place.

“I said NO!” Luna yells. “My entire life was taken away from me before I ever even had a chance. I lost my parents because of you mother fuckers. I lost my adopted parents because of you. And now I could fucking die because of you! Fuck you!” Her rage sends another wave of force towards the guy, but it does little with Namjoon’s lightning holding him firmly in place. The rest of the guys are moving in closer ready to bombard him the moment he tries to do something.

“Still cute,” he says. “But I’m done playing.”

He manages to break free of Namjoon’s lightning, making him stumble backwards a bit. The rest of the guys quickly move to take the evil vampire down, but before they can get to him Luna lets out a loud shrill cry sending everyone around her backwards.

Jungkook quickly realizes that each wave coming from her is getting much stronger. While he’s a bit impressed, he also knows that things could turn bad very quickly because she still doesn’t know how to control her power. If she keeps it up she could level the entire house without even realizing what she’s doing.

“Get back!” Jungkook shouts at Luna.

“No!” She shouts back sending another wave towards the menacing vampire who continues to inch towards her. “He needs to pay!” She forces him back again. “Pay for what he’s done!” He’s hit with another powerful force that now has him against the wall. “Pay for what his organization has done to me and my entire family!”

“Lu-“

“FUCK OFF!” She hits the Saakhan vampire with the most powerful wave hitting him right in the chest and killing him instantly.

Just as his body hits the ground and begins to fade to ash, Luna feels her entire body go limp and her world go black. She suddenly finds herself suspended in nothingness.

“LUNA!” Jungkook shouts as they all crowd around her.

“Take her back now!” Jin yells.

Jungkook grabs Luna’s limp body and rushes out of the house as fast as he can. He doesn’t care who may see him, he runs as fast as he can back to the portal and quickly transports back to Korealis. He jumps roof to roof until he’s back home where he lays her down on the bed.

“Please wake up,” he says inspecting her head to toe. “Please!”

Her heart is beating and she’s breathing, but she’s not moving or responding at all. Jungkook has no idea what happened. He can only think that maybe she used more power than she could handle and exhausted herself. But why isn’t she waking up?

Luna’s world is dark and silent. She can’t feel a thing but somehow she’s still maintaining a level of consciousness. She can feel her thoughts, but it’s as if that’s all there is. Just her and her thoughts.

“Dammit!” Jungkook shouts shaking her more to no avail.

He grabs a bottle of blood from his stash near the couch and runs back to her side. It’s the only thing he can think of that can give her strength, he just hopes the human side of her doesn’t try to reject it.

“You’re about to hate me,” he says opening the bottle. “More than you already do I guess.”

He gently lifts her head a bit and opens her mouth just enough to pour a small bit of blood in. He waits a short moment then pours more into her mouth.

“Please swallow it,” he whispers.

The blood trickles down her throat. She’s not swallowing, but it’s at least going into her system. He hopes that’s good enough for now. He pours a bit more in her mouth then decides to wait to see if she wakes up. She hasn’t moved or made a single sound since she collapsed. Whatever state she’s in he can tell she’s not comfortable judging by the way her face has been stuck in an expression of discomfort.

“Please wake up,” he repeats again while softly stroking her cheek. “If you can hear me, please wake up.”

[safetycar-restart]

Hey, I’m the anon who sent the 4 part ask about Charles the other day 😅 I also sent one a lot earlier about the kinkmas pornstar!au. Those are the only two times I’ve ever sent asks and I just want to say thanks for making me feel so welcomed 😭 I was so anxious because I’m not that good of a writer but thankfully you’re great and developed my lil brain rot pieces into some beautiful cliterature ❤️ So as a thank you, I shall deposit this thought:

Crybaby!Charles cries every time he cums. And he’s a soft subby baby but I can’t help but think about a little overstimulation play with him. You’re his mommy, his dom, so he trusts you to know when he’s really at his limit and knows that you’ll always listen and take care of him. You’re his safe person so there’s no one else he trusts more for overstimulating him. No restraints because that would really be too much for him. Especially on his first try. But he’s so eager and happy to please mommy. So when mommy asks if he wants one more (yk to cum one more time) he’ll still fig deep and let out one more for you. Even though this is the second time you said ‘one more?’ And you always know how to read his tears. You’re so attentive that you learn and know the difference between happy to cum crying, feeling very sensitive crying and the whimpers that indicate his had enough.

Hopefully this one’s as ok as my first 2 😅 And if it’s ok with you, can I claim the 🦦 emoji?

Firstly I love this idea so much!!!! All your asks have been so good and I’m so glad you want an emoji so that we can know it’s you!!

Unfortunately that emoji is already taken, there’s a list of all the claimed emojis on my pinned post but I know sometimes tumblr doesn’t show the pinned post for some reason so here is the current list of claimed emojis: 💋 🍒 🍅 🍁🐞🍄🏉 🎃 🧡 🔥🧦 🛒🎮 🦁 🦊🍌 ✨ 🌙 🐥 🍋 🌛👩‍🌾 🐍 🐢🌱 🐬 🌊🫐 🍆 👾🍬 🌸🩰 🐇 ⛸️🪩📓 🪑🦦

So any other emoji is available :)) (also I would LOVE to see people claim these emojis: 🦉🌻⛄️🧂🧩🕯️🧬🛎️🪫🛸🍿🥀🧳🫀) so please pick another emoji and then let me know which one you’ve chosen and I’ll add to the claimed list and to the tags of this post :))

But anyway, let’s get back to your absolutely amazing ask!!

I think that at first, Charles would be very scared of overstimulation. Not because he didn’t want to cum so much that he couldn’t even remember his own name, because he absolutely did, but because he’s scared of how vulnerable he would he?

Charles is well aware that he’s already a subby baby, and so to add overstimulation would make him even more vulnerable than he already is and that’s scary. Very scary.

But then he meets you and you gain his trust and suddenly overstimulation isn’t scary anymore. Nothing is scary when his mommy is looking after him.

He has no doubt that you’ll push him, as he wants you to, but that you’ll never push him too far because you know exactly where his limits are. He can just completely submit without a care in the world because he knows his mommy will look after him and make him feel good.

You know he’s gonna start crying before you even start the scene, because he always cries after he cums and so you’re sure the tears will only increase as he cums again and again.

You’re right of course.

To untrained eyes and ears, Charles’s sounds and tears might seem the same always but you know better. Charles’s lack of ability to form words or sentences in scenes used to scare you, but now you understand his sounds like a full language.

It should also be noted that you keep on wiping his tears from his cheeks even though you know he’s going to be cumming again after this and will cry even more so there’s no real point in wiping his tears. But you do it because you know charles loves it, loves to have a little break from the overstimulation with you wiping his tears and kissing his forehead.

And of course aftercare will involve tears too, because he’s so vulnerable and subby and overwhelmed with all these big emotions and so you must hold him tight and let him cry softly in your arms until he’s ready to be cleaned up.

[cherry-moons]

Hi there! I was wondering if you'd be willing to do the following card spread for the 2024 new year? No stress if not, thank you either way <3

Heya, Happy new year!

1)I think the main lesson is to learn to live with your actions. Stop putting so much work and time into regret and worrying. Enjoy what you have and don’t look back to what might have been. You should work on trust and evaluate who you spend time around, figuring out the influences you have around you is vital to figuring yourself out as a person.

2) I think you will learn to be at peace with a lot of things. You will realise that not everything is perfect and sometimes you can’t win things. You will get better at moving on from things that go wrong. Taking the lessons it presents you with but not getting stuck on what you could have done differently. I think it will be a journey of acceptance for all that’s around you

3) this is a slightly more sad one.I think you will end a relationship or a friendship. Unfortunately in a lot of relationships the time comes where you have to part ways, just know you’re on the right path. I believe that while you are evaluating the people around you and what they help you with there will be a relationship that you realise does not help you. One that impacts you negatively and you will be strong enough to move on.

4) I think you will really come into yourself. You will doubt yourself less and will be living more proactively. What previously held you back will feel as though it’s no longer there and you will be free to move and change. I think your emotions will level out a bit more, obviously there will still be hard days and amazing days but a lot more will just feel good, just be how life is and you will learn to enjoy the everyday more.

5) this card shows strength. I think this is a warning that life won’t be easy but that you are strong enough to overcome the things that challenge you. It’s okay to not be sure in yourself sometimes and it’s okay to feel sad but when you have processed the problem you will be able to move on and keep living life.

I hope this helped! I really enjoyed this spread thank you for bringing it to my attention!

Again happy new year and blessed be🫶🌙💫

[lunarsun12]

Help a brother out

Masterlist

Previous Part / Next Part

Sunwoo has suggested a plan, to use Jacob as bait to set his plan. To make it seem that Johnny has bullied him on the street. As who couldn’t say not to this Angel Face Jacob, as everyone literally loves him.

Sunwoo has nominated more like force, Kevin to convince Jacob. That he is helping for the good and definitely what so ever to do evil things.

Things are going so well until…Eric has bought some bad news

What could be the bad news be?

Back at I will get my revenge chat

Today 23:00

Sunwoo☀️: I nominate Kevin should talk to Jacob

Kevin🌙: Dude leave me out of this! I won’t ever lie to my Jacob!!

Hyunjae🐮: It can’t be me! Jacob is a afraid of me due to a little prank I played on him

Kevin🌙: You put creepy doll music song at 1am and poor Jacob has to come over to my side of the room. As he was scared that there was ghost in the house

Q🐿️: I won’t mind talking to Jacob! Chucky loves him!!

Eric🦄: How about we put that plan b!

Q🐿️: Okay! I love playing with Jacob

Eric🦄: You way of playing with Jacob, is putting Chucky in his bathroom

Q🐿️: Chucky was playing hide and seek! Hm, next time I should tell Chucky to hide in your bed

Eric🦄: HEY! IF CHUCKY ENTERS MY BED. I WILL LITERALLY BURN HIM

Q🐿️: Burn him, and I will be your nightmare 😇

Sunwoo☀️: It can’t be Eric, Sangyeon put ban on him to not go near his favourites

Sunwoo☀️: As he managed to break Younghoon arm. Which we all know he was lying!!!

Sunwoo☀️: So Kevin your our only option!

Kevin🌙: I don’t wanna do it! I can’t do Jacob like that

Sunwoo☀️: The Beyoncé tickets…is in within your reach

Kevin🌙: Beyoncé or Jacob the decision!

Kevin🌙: Fine I will do it! You better give me the ticket

Sunwoo☀️: Yeah yeah I will give it to you. Do your work

The next day….

Jacob and Kevin Chat

Today 11:00am

Kevin🌙: Bro! where are you? I haven’t seen you all day!

Jacob👼: I was busy volunteering for the sick along with Younghoon

Jacob👼: I will back soon, and we can have our therapy session

Kevin🌙: I don’t need therapy!

Jacob👼: It’s okay, I understand the pain. We can get through this together

Kevin🌙: Argggh, anyways I need your help with something

Jacob👼: Oh helping! I love helping, say the word

Kevin🌙: I need to help with a movie project. It’s about bullying…

Kevin🌙: I need you pretend to be sad and say ‘Johnny gave me a black eye’ to some guy at the music station

Jacob👼: Johnny? Who is that?

Kevin🌙: He is big bad guy, who bullied our brother Sunwoo

Kevin🌙: We are trying to get him to confess, so he stop bullying or brother

Jacob👼: That’s so mean! This Johnny is such a bully, of course I will help!

Kevin🌙: That was easy!

Jacob👼: I will bring Younghoon with me and maybe Chanhee! Chanhee is so good at doing those stuff

Kevin🌙: NO! I mean yourself is good enough, we don’t wanna worry our brothers

Jacob👼: The more the merrier right? We just want justice for our brother

Kevin🌙: Think about the pain they will be in, once they found out about sunwoo situation

Jacob👼: Oh my you are right that would be so terrible of me to do! Okay I won’t tell anyone, thank goodness Younghoon went to the toilet

Kevin🌙: I text you the location and as well Changmin, will be there for the reenactment

After Kevin has finished texting Jacob. He immediately did a little pray for himself, saying please lord forgive me, anything for Beyoncé.

A couple hours later….

Back at I will get my revenge chat

Today 21:00

Sunwoo☀️: This is the best! I don’t know how you pull it off, in convincing Jacob

Kevin🌙: Can please move on from that…I really don’t want to think about. What I did Jacob

Hyunjae🐮: Chill man, he has to man up sooner of later

Kevin🌙: And I don’t want him to turn into you…

Hyunjae🐮: Hey, what that supposed to mean?

Eric🦄: GUYS AND CHUCKY! We have a problem!!

Sunwoo☀️: I don’t like the word problem

Eric🦄: It’s Chanhee, he might or not seen our convo

Sunwoo☀️: What! Don’t tell me you left your phone on

Eric🦄: I got so excited, when Hakneyon bought over this cute little dog! I almost stole his friends dog

Eric🦄: Then afterwards, I just saw Chanhee giving the look. You know that look, I am on to you look

Sunwoo☀️: YOU IDIOT

Sunwoo☀️: It’s okay I have a plan B

Hyunjae🐮: What is it?

Sunwoo☀️ left the chat

Kevin🌙: Did he abandoned us?

Eric🦄: Yes…

Hyunjae🐮: This kid! How dare he pushes the blame…

Kevin🌙: I heard Sangyeon calling for us now…

[chaoticlicense]

Vander with 11? - 🌙

Hello Moon Anon! Thank you for sending in this request! I am so happy to write for Vander, so thank you for requesting this prompt with him ❤️

Tags: NSFW, Minors DNI, Vander, Vander x Reader, Drabble, Smut, Smut Prompts, Not Proofread

Prompt 11 is “I’ll make you feel good, I promise. Just trust me.”

I hope you enjoy your little ficlet ❤️

In all of the undercity, there wasn’t a man you trusted more than Vander. You knew he meant every word he spoke, every affirmation, every assurance, every whisper of affection that he left in your ear as you passed him at the bar. He was, if nothing else, a man of his word. 

So when he leans in, brushing his lips up along your jaw to whisper in your ear, “I’ll make you feel good, I promise. Just trust me,” you do. 

Unlike many of the people who have found their way into your bed, Vander takes his time with you. He kisses you long and slow, lips melding with yours, beard tickling your face. You can’t help but laugh into the kiss as his arms slide under you, holding you close. His hands caress the back of your neck, holding you like something precious to him. 

Gods know you are. 

Your legs spread for him as he presses his hips into yours. His cock is hot and hard, pressing against your inner thigh. The tip of him teases your entrance already slick with desire. A wanton moan leaves your lips as grind your hips against his, eager, all but begging him to fuck you. 

You’ve waited long enough for him to so much as kiss you, and to have him now in your bed, between your legs, cock so close to where you've wanted him for months, only to have him tease you with it, has you groaning in frustration.

“Shh, patience, love,” he whispers. “There’s no rush. We have all the time in the world to be together tonight.”

[softxsuki]

Hello Han, thanks for letting me send in my urgent request and here’s the Drabble request (it doesn’t have to be long) idea. Here’s the summary for Eren x Fem!Autistic!Reader Drabble: Y/N wanted to take an Uber to the bookstore because she chose not to drive on snowy roads, but her dad got too overprotective and kept telling her it’s not safe and won’t budge despite her explaining that the Uber is safe and there are drivers who are skilled with driving on snowy roads. Then Eren overhears the fight and decides to break up the fight and take Y/N home. After returning home, Y/N is sitting in her bean bag chair in her quiet room crying and Eren finds her there and wraps her with her favorite weighted blanket and letting her cry on his shoulder and reassuring her he’s not mad at her and letting her know that he doesn’t agree with her dad’s overprotectiveness, giving her advice on coping with situations involving conflicts especially when he had to deal with similar situations with his mom and Mikasa being overbearing, and gives her permission to take an Uber to the bookstore the next day which helps Y/N feel better and give her a hug. Finally, Eren decides to play a board game on the little game table by the window with Y/N and also let’s her know that he invited Mikasa over to make pastries with her which made Y/N happy with the idea. - 🌙

Eren With Reader Who Has An Argument With Her Dad

Pairing: Eren x Fem!Autistic!Reader

Warnings: frustration, argument with dad, crying

Genre: Comfort

Post-Type: Drabble

Word Count: 600

Summary: In which your father is being overprotective, which causes an argument between you and Eren helps you feel better.

[A/N: Hi hi! Hope this helps you feel better :)]

“It’s not fair, why couldn’t he just let me go?” You were frustrated that your father wouldn’t let you take an Uber to go to a bookstore due to the dangerous road conditions caused by the snow.

You glanced out the window at the white snow that paved the roads–it was a perfect day to go to the bookstore across town, but your father wasn’t having it. Thankfully though, your boyfriend Eren swooped in to take you away from the tense environment after your mini argument with your father.

“I’m sure he doesn’t mean to be overprotective over you. I respect that he wants to keep you safe though, because I do as well–your safety and happiness mean everything to me. But you’re grown now, he can’t exactly tell you what you can or can’t do–I can’t either,” Eren explains, not wanting to throw your father under the bus, but still wanting to show you his support.

You dig yourself further into your favorite bean bag, cuddling under the weighted blanket that Eren wrapped over you, pouting a little. “Yeah, I wish he wouldn’t be so overprotective. I can take care of myself and I’m already making a safe choice by taking an uber instead of driving myself. Why doesn’t he understand that?” You huff in frustration.

Tears start to fall down your face as you think about the argument you had with your dad along with all the frustration flowing through you.

“Hey angel,” Eren coo’s as he scoots onto your bean-bag with you, holding you close so you can cry on his shoulder, “It’s alright, I’m here. I’m not upset at you or anything, I get why you’re feeling frustrated.”

He gently rubs your back to try and comfort you as he continues to speak, “Conflict isn’t easy, especially when it’s about your parents being overbearing. Trust me, I’ve been there. Mom and Mikasa were the exact same way with me when I was a child. I couldn’t go anywhere without mom sending Mikasa with me to watch over me. It was super frustrating, but I get why she did it. At least I understand more now, she just loved me enough to care about my well being and wanted to ensure I stayed safe!”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” you mumble into his shoulder, feeling a lot better already since he could relate to how you were feeling. You didn’t want to stay upset at your father and you hoped that things would smooth over in the next few days.

“Maybe you can go take an Uber to the bookstore tomorrow,” Eren suggests, which instantly perks you up.

“Really?”

“Of course. You don’t need anyone’s permission. Go have fun at the bookstore, I’ll be here waiting for you to get back, unless you’d like my company.”

“Thank you,” you smile, glad to have your boyfriend's support. He really had a way with words.

“Of course,” he smiles, “Oh right, I forgot to mention that Mikasa is coming over today. I told her a little about your situation and she knows how much you love her pastries, so she’s coming over to do some baking with you, if that’s okay.”

Your frustration from earlier is long gone at the mention of Mikasa’s pastries, “That’s more than okay! I can’t wait to see her!”

Eren smiles fondly at your excitement, happy to see you in better spirits. You both spend the rest of the day playing your favorite board game to pass the time until Mikasa’s arrival. You were relieved to be feeling better thanks to Eren. You don’t know what you’d do without him.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

Posted: 11/18/2022

[scorchedhearth]

🖊🌙👖🌝🧠 pls <3

🖊 Post a snippet from a current WIP.

He shoves Hal away and resumes his pacing, and he purposefully uses his claws to dig at the ground and turn it up with anger. Hal knows he’s minutes from bolting and resuming his frantic run through the forest like he was before he found him, which is the exact opposite of what he wants.

“Hey, come on. Stay with me. You’re hearing me?” Hal walks up to Guy’s face, stopping him in his tracks once more. He plants his feet down and stares at him straight in the eyes. In his wolf form, he’s big enough that he has to lean his head down to look at Hal, which is what he does right now. “Dawn is close, and you know if you don’t calm down you’ll have a crap change and then you’ll throw a hiss, and neither of us wants that.”

The wolf is growling again, snapping his maw but he stands still, allowing Hal to put a hand on his snout and keep it there.

thank u friend <33

fanfic asks

🌙  What time of day do you prefer to write? Why?

evening/night, that’s when i have the most free time, and since it’s a hobby i do to relax it’s better to write after the day imo, i can take as much time as i want and focus only on that. i do have ideas throughout the day but i write short notes and only work on those later

👖 Are you a planner, plantser, or pantser? Is it consistent?

planner, not as extreme as some people or even as i used to be, because i’ve learned overplanning to the smallest details makes me feel stuck and unable to write at all, but i definitely plan beforehand, at least the beginning and end and rough arcs, sometimes more it depends on the amount of plot/if it’s action rich or less if it's a more moody piece. it’s pretty consistent too, be it for small drabbles or big multi-chapter fics i need a clear outline to know where im going

🌝 Who is one character you haven’t yet written for that you would like to?

i’d love to write poison ivy, haven’t read enough of her yet to feel comfortable doing so but there’s so much fun to be had with her, her character and the constant tug between humanity and plants she has in her and trying to write as more than the sexy killer she's portrayed as in many stories. another character i wanna write is john constantine for the same reasons, the struggles between his hope and the state of the world, there’s a lot to be done with the tired optimist and i do love a good miserable and pathetic character, once im further in my hellblazer reading

🧠 What’s an idea you have that you can’t quite call a WIP yet?

i’ve been thinking about hal jordan and cowboys lately and i really wanna write something with that, i’m not sure if i want a proper au where he’s an actual cowboy or just use it as inspiration for his place in a contemporary world, but im haunted by the image of hal walking along a long road in the middle of a desert, all alone with his jacket and a small bag, nothing else, no one else by his side

🖊 Post a snippet from a current WIP.

from the one im focusing on more now, something just for me hehe

He shoves Hal away and resumes his pacing, he purposefully uses his claws to dig at the ground and turn it up with anger. Hal knows he’s minutes from bolting and resuming his frantic run through the forest like he was before he found him, which is the exact opposite of what he wants.

“Hey, come on. Stay with me. You’re hearing me?” Hal walks up to Guy’s face, stopping him in his tracks once more. He plants his feet down and stares at him straight in the eyes. In his wolf form, he’s big enough that he has to lean his head down to look at Hal, which is what he does right now. “Dawn is close, and you know if you don’t calm down you’ll have a crap shift and then you’ll throw a hiss, and neither of us wants that.”

The wolf is growling again, snapping his maw but he stands still, allowing Hal to put a hand on his snout and keep it there.

[thegreenishhues]

Thanks for the tag Ghost and Tiger CC:

📷 What’s set as your phone’s lockscreen?

One I made for fun a bit ago :DD

🍫 Cheese or chocolate? oooo chocolate but I love both!

✨ Do you have any nicknames? Irl yes. online ive been called rose a bit but almost always rosey

🎵 Last song you listened to?

Knotted constellations by Madilyn mei!!

✏️ Have you ever written fanfiction?

Nope but I have thought of doing it a few times props to anyone who does its super cool!!

😏 Are you on discord?

yes!! I have been chatting a bunch on their recently with my moots CC:

 💛 Do you have any piercings?

My ears are pierced if that counts :)

🐰 What do you think says the most about a person?

Hmm I like what Ghost said, also how you treat strangers is a pretty good indicator to me of what someone thinks of themselves/ how they are as a person.

🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

Maybe a snickerdoodle? I like snickerdoodles like a better version of a sugar cookie

🐶 Are you more of a dog person or a cat person?

A dog person because I have one but I love cats as well

🎧 Headphones or earbuds?

Earbuds because headphones hurt my ears because of my glasses.

🌼 What’s the last thing you said out loud?

"That's... special" (about my friends Pinterest board lmao)

🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know?

Most people dont give a shit what you do and so you should do what makes you happy. Not so much a weird fact as a thing I think about when Im worried my interests are weird lol.

🦉 Are you a morning person or a night owl?

Night owl! I stay up very late when given the chance

🧸 Favorite place to nap?

Ooo anywhere? middle of a field or on a mountain C:

🏳️‍🌈 Are you a member of the LGBTQIA+ community?

Yep, I am a lil gay goober how loves love c:

🦋 Describe yourself in three words.

Trying. My. Best.

👖 Jeans or sweatpants?

Jeans but the really big ones that are comfy as heck.

🥤 What’s your go-to Starbucks order?

Hmmmm not a huge starbucks but I like the cakepops and the hot chocolate :D

🧡 A color you can’t stand?

Orange funny enough but like REALLY bright traffic cone orange

💎 What’s your most prized possession?

My necklace from summer camp ig! it has a charm for every year ive gone >:D

☕ Coffee or tea?

Coffee but both are good :)

🦖 Favorite extinct animal?

Lmao what?? How about a dodo bird they seem pretty chill

🌙 How long have you been on tumblr?

Over a year!! my anniversary is in February :D

🌴 Desert island item?

A working phone will cellular data for an emergency call get me off the damn island before I need to worry about surviving

🐸 Describe your aesthetic.

Hmmm Ive been told I dress fairly "granola"?? Basically hiking stuff but Im honestly not sure lol

🔮 What’s your dream job?

Child psychologist or therapist although I do want to stream at some point in my life as well

💙 Relationship status?

Single lol I will date when I meet someone worth dating <3

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit.

Currently O.O just got home and it was pouring so pj pants and a t-shirt

🎤 Is there a song you know all the lyrics to?

Many many of them lyrics stick to me like glue for some reason but an example... let it go from frozen 1 becuase I watched that movie far too much as a kid.

🤎 What color is your hair?

Brown!

💌 Do you talk to yourself?

Yep!

💄 Do you wear makeup?

Some days :D

🌸 Best compliment you ever received?

Oh gosh im not sure lol

💞 @ your favorite blog. oh gosh I dont think I can choose one but all of my mutuals you guys are my favorites >:D

Feel free to join in but im going to tag a few people!!

@sillygh0st @sevenzinha @leemontoast @artistnerd24 /np!!

~ 💖 ASK GAME 💖 ~

📷 What’s set as your phone’s lockscreen?

🍫 Cheese or chocolate?

✨ Do you have any nicknames?

🎵 Last song you listened to?

✏️ Have you ever written fanfiction?

😏 Are you on discord?

 💛 Do you have any piercings?

🐰 What do you think says the most about a person?

🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

🐶 Are you more of a dog person or a cat person?

🎧 Headphones or earbuds?

🌼 What’s the last thing you said out loud?

🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know?

🦉 Are you a morning person or a night owl?

🧸 Favorite place to nap?

🏳️‍🌈 Are you a member of the LGBTQIA+ community?

🦋 Describe yourself in three words.

👖 Jeans or sweatpants?

🥤 What’s your go-to Starbucks order?

🧡 A color you can’t stand?

💎 What’s your most prized possession?

☕ Coffee or tea?

🦖 Favorite extinct animal?

🌙 How long have you been on tumblr?

🌴 Desert island item?

🐸 Describe your aesthetic.

🔮 What’s your dream job?

💙 Relationship status?

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit.

🎤 Is there a song you know all the lyrics to?

🤎 What color is your hair?

💌 Do you talk to yourself?

💄 Do you wear makeup?

🌸 Best compliment you ever received?

💞 @ your favorite blog.

Reblogs are appreciated!

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hi honeybun i’m back!! i’ve been on depression shit and i fucked up ny sleeping schedule again (only bc i’ve been getting high every day which i normally don’t to sigh) but just wanted to say hi to my fav<3 recently it became colder where i am and it’s just making me wanna cuddle with all seven gorgeous men, but hobi just would be the coziest <3 i saw a lil video promo for his doc and he just looked so fluffy and cute. wanna hold him !! you probs have already answered this but i’m a bit new so i wanna know, who’s ur bias in the group? for me it’s namjoonie but the rap line has my entire heart<333 ofc i luv all of them evenly but my babies :((( also i declared tae to be my twin flame only bc we are literally born a day apart (on a calendar basis he’s like a few years older than me lmao) but i just luv capricorn men so much and we have some sort of the same personality we r basically the same!!!! jk and jimin are my babygirls they r so cute :,))) and as for jin, the man is too beautiful i would just stare at him he intimidates me sm i would be like pls have mercy on me. i would literally be this emoji 😦 if i ever saw him !!!! gonna go dive into some fluff bc im feeling a bit down and then head to sleep soon bc it’s 5:20 am for me and i haven’t slept so gn/gm bae <333 luv u sm :D-🌙

omg you’re back!!!!! honestly me too 😭 since i’ve been visiting my friend i think my sleep schedule has been wonky but alas i’m still alive, i was slowly teetering on the edge of a depressive episode a couple of weeks and and i just 🧍‍♀️somehow pulled through and i’ve been doing okay recently

fave? babes you’ll give me a massive ego, i’m simply existing

koreas been colder than shanghai has been recently but it’s not unbearable so i don’t mind it, yesterday was pretty nice considering how cold it was when i first got here

i saw the documentary video teaser, hobi’s so cool i wanna levitate 🫶 i’m really excited to his creative process, and how he like organized the album, kept up with the schedules for it, just like a deeper dive into jack in the box and what happened behind the scenes, i always find stuff like that really interesting

noo it’s okay, i think i’ve only mentioned it once like ages ago, idk if it’s obvious by everything i reblog but i’m jungkook biased 🫶 that man can get it, there’s no way a man should be that pretty and get away with it, like i want to be him. i could write a whole thesis about why i love that man and why everyone in the world should love him too and he’s so pretty star cutie 🫶

namjoon is 100% my comfort person, i see him and i just ☹️ words aren’t enough to explain how much i adore his existence, if namjoon had to be an emotion then it would either be comfort or reassurance, simply having him there is reassuring enough that you’re doing okay, that simply living is enough and by some weird miracle, he doesn’t know what we all look like but you feel seen 🫶 anyways i love joonie too i just 🫶🫶🫶🫶 if i could only ever say one thing to him i think it would be thank you

idk which members count as compatible? is that the right word, with my star sign. i know me and hobi are both born in february but that’s it 😭

jungkook is the personification of the word baby girl, you can’t tell me otherwise, there’s just something in the way he holds himself that screams baby girl and i love him so much 😭

me if i ever happened to be in the same room as jin 🧍‍♀️

i literally wouldn’t even know what to do with myself except run in the opposite direction

i hope you feel a little better later!!! and have a good day <3

MWAH 🫂🫂 ily <3