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[helldustedstories]

With pride month on the horizon, let's talk characters and their sexualities and gender identities! While these are different, they're both part of the community, and it's important to discuss, especially when talking about those who are more marginalized.

Starting with canon characters!

Angel Dust - The way I write Angel is homosexual and demiromantic. Which means that he is attracted to men and does not form romantic attachments without first forming an emotional connection. I also write him as genderqueer, which means he's not entirely cis. He likes to play around with gender and gender expression, but doesn't necessarily have or want a different label, though he might figure something else out down the line.

Asmodeus - Ozzie is pansexual, demiromantic, and genderfluid. He is attracted to any and all genders, but again only forms romantic attachments with an emotional connection. This also means he's on the ace spectrum! And as far as his gender goes, while he frequently presents as male and mostly uses masculine pronouns, there are absolutely days where that is not the case. Sometimes he prefers to present more femme, and he might decide to use feminine pronouns that day. Or he might present more femme, while sticking with masculine pronouns. Another possibility is more androgynous, in both presentation and pronouns. The possibilities are honestly endless. He's just Ozzie, no matter what, and that's what's important.

Charlie - While she is bisexual and biromantic, Charlie is sapphic-leaning. Which means that she prefers partners who are not men. Because "bi" in her case does not mean "only men and women;" it is simply the label she is comfortable with, the one she vibes with.

Husk - While most people would judge him based on appearances and think he's straight, Husk is pansexual and demiromantic. It really doesn't matter what's in someone's pants, as far as he's concerned. Romantic relationships are a whole different story, and he's had far fewer of those, especially after ending up in Hell.

Lucifer - The King of Hell is pansexual and panromantic; he sees someone attractive and does the "oh no, they're hot" meme regardless of gender. He's also not entirely cis, but doesn't really have a label for that part of himself. Maybe he'll settle on one later, but for now, he's fine just being Lucifer.

Moxxie - This particular imp is bisexual, biromantic, and polyamorous! Moxxie is also demiboy, which means that, while he does vibe with the gender he was assigned at birth, there are times where he Does Not. He's exploring that part of himself, with support from Millie, and also through discovering different parts of himself within the terms of their ethical nonmonogamy.

Stolas - Prince Stolas of the Ars Goetia is homosexual and demiromantic. Which again means that he is only attracted to men, and does not form romantic attachments without an emotional connection. In his case, he also finds it difficult to be sexually attracted to someone without an emotional connection, which also puts him on the ace spectrum, both sexually and romantically. Additionally, though he has not had a chance to explore his gender on any level, really, that is something that will likely happen in the future.

Vortex - While Tex is probably the most cis muse on this list, he is definitely not the straightest. This hellhound is pansexual, panromantic, and polyamorous! He's had relationships with all sorts of people; he's chill as long as his partner is chill. Unlike Moxxie, he has had romantic relationships with multiple partners at once, as long as all parties involved are aware and amenable.

And now for my OCs!

Ardor - Another pansexual, panromantic, polyamorous muse! While he is pan, Ardor tends to be male-leaning. He's had multiple partners in the past, though his primary partner will always be Zeal.

Cain - Pansexual and demiromantic, Cain doesn't have much of a preference as far as partners go. He hasn't had that many romantic relationships, falling on the aromantic spectrum; he just hasn't really been interested, instead focusing his time on making sure Hell remains fed.

Echo - The definition of genderfluid. Echo's presentation is usually androgynous or masc-leaning, as they were AFAB in life. They're also pansexual and panromantic, which means that they're very much into just about anyone.

Johnny - While he didn't necessarily know the proper terms to describe himself when he was alive, Johnny is both bisexual and biromantic. Like Charlie, this just means that this is the label he prefers. He does tend to lean more into women, but he would be equally as happy with someone of any gender, as long as they treated him well and appreciated him properly.

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↳ SYMBOLS 4 !!

𝟅𝟈𝞋𝞎 𝝑𝝔 𝜗𝜚 𝛝𝛠 ϑϱ ꝯϱ 𝜗𝜚 𝜗𝒞﹒ ˚ ｡ ⠀。 ˳ • ◌ ⬭ ⬬ 〇 𓂂 𓈒 𓎟𓎟 ✚ ✛ ✜ ♰ ♱ † ✞ ✟ ☥ ☨ ⸸ ═╪ ═╬ ━━╋━ ☆ ★ ✰ ✮ ✭ ✬ ✫ ✦ ✧ ⟡ ⊹ 𝅄 ⭒ ♡ ‹𝟹 ❥ ♥︎ ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ 𝄞 ﹐ ꜝ ﹫ ⦂ ﹪ ﹔ ︖  𓂃 𓏲 ∿ ⊰ ❛ ❜ ⁘ ❝ ❞ © 𐐪ɞ 𝛏 ／ 𝇂 𐙚 ᶻz 𓈊 ⌓ ⑅ ⏦ ﹏ ✿ ❀ ❁ ✾ ❅ ✐ ⌕  ⸝ 𝇁𝇃 ıllı ﹘ ﹣ =͟͟͞  ⟅ıIIı⟆ “ ” „ ‟ ‘ ’ ‚ ‛ ᴗ ᴖ ⊂ ⊃ ∪ ⋂ ◠◠ ◡◡ ╰ ╮ ╭ ╯ ◞  ◟ ◜ ◝ ︵︵ ﹙ ﹚ ₍ ⁾ ₎ ⠀⌣⌣⠀ ⠀⌢⠀ ︶︶ ᵔ ⏑ ⏖ ˍ ⎯ ‒ ― ─ ─ ━ ┄ ┅ ┈ ┉ ╌ ╍ ➔ ➘ ➙ ➚ ➜ ➝ �� ⋆ ✰ ɞ ଘ ﹅ ՙ 𓄼 ｡ ✰ ⿻ ᕱ ⑅ ⌕ ◜ ◝ ◕ ◔ ⨾ ᕬ ꧔ ࿔ ✧ •᷄ࡇ•᷅ ୭✦ ♡ ˒˒ ، ꒦꒷ ᯽ ⋆ ✰ ɞ ଘ ﹅ ՙ 𓄼 ପ ᨳ 𖧧 ᨦ 𓂅 𓄹 ⍝ ﹆ ≀﹟ ‹𝟹 ៸៸ ✿𝆬 ৎ୭ ﹏ ੭ ໒〝 ҂ ִֶָ ꃋᴖꃋ 𖦹 ∞ ᘏ ᨒ 𖥻 ᠈ ꐑꗃᨵ𓈈 ⬫ 𓍯 ⩩ ♡̶！ ʾʾ₍ ᐢ..ᐢ ₎ ՙ ૮(ˊ ᵔ ˋ)ა . 𖣯 ⋆ ˖ ࣪ ! 𓈈𓂃⬫ ׂ ׅ 🎂 𓂃 ૮₍ ៸៸ ᵜ ก ₎ა ֶָ ׁ ❁̶ (●´⌓`●) ᘒ ˖˙‹𝟯 ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ ◌ ⊹ 🍸 ◜｡ ࣪ ⁺⋆𖧷 ⊹○ﾟ˖ 𓆦 ₊˚ ※  ˖ ࣪ . ˖˙ 𖥦 ⸱៰ ͘ ࣭⸰ 𖥔 ͙ࣳ 𓂃ˑ ֗ ˖⋆⑅˚₊ 📻 🪰 ִ ۫ ⁎ .  𓏲࣪ ּ  ֗ ִ  ּ ۪  ⊹ 𓄹 ࣪ . ݁ ٬٬ ࣪﹒ʬʬ﹒⪩⪨﹒⟡﹒ᐢ..ᐢ﹒◖﹒⇅﹒○﹒✿﹒⊹﹒∇﹒✸﹒⟢﹒❀﹒ᵔᴗᵔ﹒♡﹒〇﹒ıllı﹒ᶻz﹒⊂⊃﹒␥﹒⿸﹒ꔠ﹒✶﹒◍﹒▿﹒⤸﹒⬚﹒៶៸﹒△﹒→﹒✶﹒（）﹒▥﹒⋆𐙚 ₊ ° ⊹ ♡ ₊˚⊹౨ৎ ₊˚⊹ 𐙚⋆˙˚◞♡ ✮⋆˙ ₊˚⊹♡ : ̗̀➛ ׂׂૢ ╰┈➤ ✎ - ,, -‘๑’- ・❥・ ༊*·˚ ˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗ ☄. *. ⋆ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ੈ✩‧₊˚ ✧.* ೃ⁀➷ ⋆·˚ ༘ * ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ·˚ ༘ *ೃ༄ .ೃ࿐ ੈ✩‧₊˚ ⋆.ೃ࿔:･ ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ┊͙ ˘͈ᵕ˘͈ ⍣ ೋ ‗ ❍ ¡! ❞ ﹌﹌﹌ 彡 ▓ ღ ꕥ ‿‿‿‿ *+:｡.｡ •·.·''·.·• ·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ * ˚ ✦ ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- . . . . . ╰──╮ ╭──╯ . . . . . ↳ ❝ [] ¡! ❞ - ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌ ✧˚ · . ˚ · . ༉‧₊˚. '•.¸♡ ♡¸.•' +:ꔫ:﹤ ﹥:ꔫ:+ﾟ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ ୨୧ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ ࿐ྂ ≡;- ꒰ ° ꒱ ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫⎙ ⩇ ⩉ ꐑ 𖣯 ⌕ ᨒ ᯤ ᯅ 𖤘 � 𖥦 ⏃ % 𓍯 𔗫 𔖲 𓂃 ﹆ ﹅ 𓄼 𓄹 ᭣ ꧞ 𓏲 𓂅 ꣼ ࿓ ࿔ ༄ ⌗ 𓈒 ⊹ 𖥔 ᨵ ꑘ ᜊ ᦒ ଘ ◖ ◗𖠗 ꗃ ٩ ะ ≛ ߸ 𖡡 𝆺𝅥 ꩜ 𖣠 𖦹 ❤︎ ♥︎ 𔘓⁩ ♡ ᥫ᭡ ✶ 𖤐 ★ 𒀭 𑁍 ꕤ ❑ ❒ !i���？!!﹗⦂ 𓈃 𓄲 𓄴 𓈀 𓊔 ❝ ❞ ❛❜ ୨୧ ��� › ⌫ ✧ ✦⭒ ✓ ✘ 𓈈 ᚙ ⩨ ▚ ₆⁶₆ ஃ ⿴ ⿻ ꭑ ᧑ 𐐫 𝗈︩︪ ꒰ ꒱ ʚ ɞ “” ⌨︎ ⚠︎ ꒰꒱ ☻ ✰ ❏ ˖* ೃ࿔ 𓆉◡̈ ꒦꒷ ✎ ᝰ ✿ ⚡︎ ☁︎ ⋆ ⋆⑅˚₊ ♡̆̈ 𓍲 𓍱 ꪔ̤̥ 𓍯 ꊞ 𓂃 ꕀ ﹆ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ⤾ ・°☆ ✎ ̼ ◡̈ ⑅ ♡̷ 𖦹 ･͛♡̷̷̷･͛ ᐧ༚̮ᐧ =͟͟͞♡ εїз ᙏ̤̫ ˳✧༚ /✿ ˙ᘧ ͜ ˙ ♡ ⊸ ꒰ ❛ ❜ ꒱ ‎♡⃕ ◡̈ ˚◞♡ ⃗ ʬʬʬ ༊·˚ ꕀ .* ♡̩͙ ✧˖° ꪔ̤̥ ˙ ͜ʟ˙ ‎♡‧₊˚ ◡̎ ♡̷ ·˚ ₊˚ˑ 𓆸 ꔛ *﹆ =͟͟͞ ♡̩͙ ꙳ ⋆ ⸝⸝ യ *◞ ♡･ ͜ʖ ･ . ˚◞♡ ෆ ･῾ ᵎ ⌇ ⁺◦ *´ސު｀ ‎ ༘⋆ ꙳ ꕀ ꒰ 𖧧 ·͜·♡ ꒱ ღ ⋆ ꕤ ♡ ⊹ ★꒷ ᵎᵎ ₊ ⨾ ⋆ ʚ ɞ ✦ ♥︎ ∞ 𑁍 𓍯　　⸝⸝⸝　　𓅿　　𖠋　　𓍲 𓍱　　𖥧 𖧧 ˒˒ 𖤣𖤥𖠿𖤣𖤥　　𓇥 　֒　　☄︎　　𓆱　　𓂃𓊝𓄹𓄺 ‎　𓌉◯𓇋　　𓎩 ⸝⸝　　𓌈˒˒　　⍤　　𓆸 𓊆 𓊇　　꒰ ꒱　　˗ˏˋ ˎˊ˗　　⌇　　ꪔ̤̮　　ꪔ̤̥ • + . ˙ ✦ ♡ㅤ°. • °. ✿ * · ✮ . • • ⊹ . ✧ ⊹　 ˚ 　 * · 　 ✮ . .　 ★ ·　 ⊹　 + * 　 ⊹ 　 °. * ✧ .𓈀 𖦥 ﹅ ンㅤꞋꞌꞋꞌ ㅤィ % 𓂃 ㇁ ◒ ！ ンㅤ╮ ⟆ ﹏ ！ 𓂃𓈒 ﹑ ζ ㅤ﹏ ⨾ㅤ 𓈈ㅤ❨ �� ⎓ ° ？ 𓈒ㅤ▱ 𓂅 𓂃 ⨾ ᘒ ◟ ζ 𓍢 ◖ ᨓ ♡ ■ ꫂ ২ ζ १ 𖥧 𓂃 ♥︎ ᨒ ୫ ૪ ໒ 𐂴 ৎ ຊ ∿ ꔵ ຯ ໒ ೨ 𖧧 Ꮺ 𖧷 𓏲 𖥨 𖦹 ๑ ໑ ࿔ ७ ५ ୭ ᠀ 𑁯 ੭ ⩩﹒ʬʬ﹒⪩⪨﹒⟡﹒ᐢ..ᐢ﹒◖﹒⇅﹒○﹒✿﹒⊹﹒∇﹒✸﹒⟢﹒❀﹒ᵔᴗᵔ﹒♡﹒〇﹒ıllı﹒ᶻz﹒⊂⊃﹒␥﹒⿸﹒ꔠ﹒✶﹒◍﹒▿﹒⤸﹒⬚﹒៶៸﹒△﹒→﹒✶﹒（）﹒▥﹒▤﹒▦﹒▧﹒▨﹒▩﹒░﹒▒﹒▓﹒⿴﹒◫﹒⬚﹒▣﹒≧≦﹒ㄑ﹒⎙﹒➜﹒★﹒⨳﹒✿﹒❀﹒✶﹒✸﹕☆﹒◐﹒◉ ﹒◖◗﹒▽﹒ᶻz﹒‹𝟹﹒♡﹒ᐢ..ᐢ﹒﹫﹒⿴﹒→﹒☓﹕ᵔᴗᵔ﹒⺌﹒⪩⪨﹒◎﹒⊹﹒ᶻ﹕→ ．(＞。☆)﹔⇆﹒ꜛ﹒░﹒❥﹒？﹒！﹒◍﹒﹏﹒✦﹒⟡﹒＞＜﹒◌﹒⿴﹒✧﹒𖥔﹒%﹒﹙﹚﹒◜◡◝﹒ꜝꜝ﹒⟡﹒⪩⪨﹒☓﹒⬦﹒✦﹒◈﹒✶﹒⬙﹒⟡﹒⇆﹒♡﹒﹢﹒ᶻ﹒✹﹒﹢﹒✶﹑〇﹐罒﹢♡﹒⇆﹑⬚﹐ᶻ﹒❀﹐✶﹒▹﹒◖﹒✩﹒∇﹒▨﹐◌﹐❀﹒⿴﹒✿﹢﹐░﹒ᶻz﹐☆﹒⊂⊃﹑ⵌ﹒▦﹒✿﹒⺌﹒◂﹒⿴﹒❰❰﹒♡﹒ᶻz﹒❥﹒⩇﹒⊞﹐ʬʬ﹒♢﹐ᐢ..ᐢ﹐✩﹒ᶻz﹒❥﹒⟡﹒✷﹒✕﹐〇﹐✿﹒Ꜣ﹒⟡﹒˃̵ᴗ˂̵﹒♡﹐≋﹒⊂⊃﹒ᐢᗜᐢ﹒❀﹒﹢﹒⇵﹒⪨﹕↺﹐✿﹒Ꜣ﹒✶﹐≋﹒⇆﹐ʬʬ﹒﹗﹐➜﹒⬦﹕ᶻz﹒✦﹒﹢﹒▢﹒░﹒⭔﹒ʬʬ﹒✿﹒☰﹐◖◗﹒？﹒✶﹒﹏﹒ꕀ﹑ᵔᴗᵔ﹒ᗢ﹒✿﹐⊂⊃﹒ᐢᗜᐢ﹒ꕀ﹐リ﹐口﹐ꕀ﹒（｀δ´）﹒口，✿﹐⊂⊃﹒ᐢᗜᐢ﹒░﹒𖦹﹐゛✿﹑（｀δ´）﹒イ。ꕀ﹑リ﹐⊂⊃﹒ꔠ﹒口﹐･ᴗ･﹒░﹑リ﹒◐﹐、﹕✧﹒✶﹔？﹐ʬʬ﹒▹﹒❀﹒⭔﹒▿﹒⺡﹒✿﹒﹢﹒░﹑⬦﹒૪ ﹒〹﹒罒﹒ᶻz﹒◎﹐ꕀ﹒◖◗﹒⺌﹒〣﹒ᗢ﹒⺌﹒⿸﹑ꔠ﹒❀﹒➜﹒▦﹒◐﹒✷﹒◉﹒⿴﹒⿻﹒✦﹒★﹒☆﹒ıllı﹢☆﹒❀﹕▧﹒⟡﹒★﹕ıllı﹒▒﹒◎﹐☆﹒ꕀ﹐➜﹒⪩﹒〇﹐➜﹒★﹕◐﹒％﹕▧﹒⊂⊃﹒♡﹒ꕀ﹒ᶻz﹒₊ˎ✧﹒⪩﹒˃ᴗ˂﹕˃ᗜ˂﹕⿴﹒ᶻz﹒☆﹔⿴﹒✶﹒ᵔᴗᵔ﹒➜﹒⭔﹕⪩⪨﹢◒﹒◎﹒✿﹒⊂⊃﹔♡﹒◍﹒✦﹒⪩⪨﹒▧﹒⟡﹕➜﹐▦﹐✦﹒✶﹐﹢﹒ㄑ﹕ꕀ﹒＞＜﹐ꔠ﹐✿﹐×﹐丶﹐＞︿﹒リ﹕﹢﹐﹔★﹒ᶻz﹒⿴﹒⭔﹒✿﹒⊹﹒⭔﹒⨯﹒➜﹒★﹒◞﹒◟◝﹒◜﹒﹪﹒→﹐ıllı﹒★﹒✦﹒⌕﹒⌗﹒✿﹒⊹﹒✸﹒❍﹒⭓﹒◒﹒﹏﹒₊﹒▹﹒ᶻz﹒％﹒◖﹒░﹒ʬʬ﹒⿴﹒⫘﹒◎﹒⨳﹒⌕﹕★﹒☆﹒⌗﹐﹪﹐⌯﹐﹟﹐◐﹒▒﹒◎﹒⇆﹒☆﹒❀﹒☆﹒ıllı﹒↺﹒◍﹒✶﹒ᵔᴗᵔ﹒░﹒⇵﹒▧﹒◍﹒♡﹕❀﹑⿸﹕▞﹒✿﹒╰﹒░﹐◎﹒♡﹒◜ᴗ◝﹒˃ᴗ˂ ♡﹐﹅﹒✿﹒⊞﹒ıllı﹒♡﹒⊞﹕▞﹒✿﹒❀﹒⌕﹒⿸﹒✶﹒❀﹒✷﹒✸﹒▒﹒ᶻz﹒✿﹐♡﹐❀﹒░﹒⇵﹒▨﹕◍﹒♡﹒⌕﹒˃̵ᴗ˂̵﹑♡﹒✿﹒◍﹒⊞﹒∇﹒✶﹒ᵔᴗᵔ﹒◎﹒⇆﹒☆﹒@﹒˘ᗜ˘﹒☆﹔⿴﹒⪩﹐ᶻz﹒➜﹒⪩﹔◖﹐❀﹕⿸﹔﹢﹑ᐢᗜᐢ﹒⊂⊃﹑✿﹒◎﹒イ﹐ꕀ﹒˃̵ᴗ˂̵﹒✶﹒ꕀ﹒▦﹐⊂⊃﹒⇆﹒☆﹒⬚﹒❀﹕➜﹒⪩﹒ᗢ﹒◍﹒⊞﹒∇﹒✶﹒ᵔᴗᵔ﹒◎﹒ᶻz﹒⪨﹒✶﹑✹﹒⪩。ꕀ﹒✿﹒リ﹒⊞﹒⟡﹒⿴﹒☓﹐⊂⊃﹒➜﹒⟡﹒⪩⪨﹒･ᴗ･﹒ꕀ﹒ᶻz﹒✿﹒◎﹒☓﹒☆﹔リ﹒˃̵ᴗ˂̵﹒✶﹑ꕀ﹒▦﹒リ﹐⇆﹒☆﹒⬚﹒❀﹕➜﹒⪩﹒〇﹒◍﹒⊞﹒∇﹒✶﹒ᵔᴗᵔ﹒◎﹒ᶻz﹒⪨﹒✶﹑✹﹒⪩﹒ꕀ﹒✿﹔➜﹐﹏﹐★☆﹒┆︎﹒⩇﹒✿﹔✸﹕♡﹐◌﹒❥﹐％﹑〹．ʬʬ﹕੭﹐♢﹒口﹒⇣⇡﹒☆﹔⌗﹒⪩﹐ᶻ﹒➜﹒⪩﹔◖﹐❀﹕⿸﹑ᐢᗜᐢ﹒⊂⊃﹑✿﹒！﹒◎﹒リ﹐ꔠ﹐✿﹑∇﹒イ﹐ꕀ﹒˃̵ᴗ˂̵﹒✶﹑﹒ꕀ﹒▦﹒⊂⊃﹒⇆﹒☆﹒⬚﹒❀﹕➜﹒⪩﹒⩇﹕✿﹒ʬʬ﹕口﹐〇﹒◍﹒⊞﹒∇﹒✶﹒ᵔᴗᵔ﹒◎﹒ᶻz﹒⪨﹒✶﹑✹﹒⪩﹐ꕀ﹒✿﹒⊞﹒⟡﹒⿸﹑␥﹒♡﹕リ﹒☓﹐⊂⊃﹒➜﹒⟡﹒⪩⪨﹒･ᴗ･﹒ꕀ﹒ᶻz﹒✿﹒☓﹒✩﹒⊞﹕❀﹑◌﹒⊞﹒✸﹕⌗﹕★﹒ᶻz﹒✦﹒★☆﹒ıllı﹢☆﹕❀﹒▧﹒⟡﹒★﹕ıllı﹐▒﹒◎﹐☆﹒ꕀ﹔➜﹒⪩﹒〇﹐➜﹒★﹕◐﹒％﹐⊂⊃﹒♡﹒ꕀ﹒ᶻz﹒✧﹒˃̵ᴗ˂̵﹕˃ᗜ˂﹒ꕀ﹒ᶻz﹒☆﹔⿴﹒✶﹒ᵔᴗᵔ﹒➜﹒⭔﹕⪩⪨﹐﹢﹐◒﹒⊂⊃﹔♡﹒◍﹒✦﹒⪩⪨﹒▧﹒⟡﹕➜﹐▦﹒✦﹒✶﹐ㄑ﹕ꕀ﹒＞＜﹐ꔠ﹑ꕤ﹒░﹒◖﹒⟡﹒❀﹒→﹒⿴﹒⿻﹒⊞﹒♡﹒ᵔᴗᵔ﹒︴﹒✶﹒⭔﹐𓆩♡𓆪﹒リ﹒Ꮺ﹒キ﹒ꗃ﹒⿶﹒⌓﹒〹﹒⧅﹒◆﹒▽﹒ᐢ..ᐢ﹒⬙﹒⎙﹒◈﹒▣﹒ᶻz﹒⟢﹒ʬʬ﹒⊹﹒✷﹒◉﹒⿸﹒✶﹒❀﹒✷﹒⿻﹒⌇﹒ᵔᴗᵔ﹒◍﹒▿﹒⤸﹒○﹒░﹒⇵﹒☆﹒@﹒˘ᗜ˘﹒⬚﹒✸﹒▧﹒◎﹒♡﹒◜ᴗ◝﹒✸﹒ᵔᴗᵔ﹒✿﹑⟡﹒❀﹒★﹒➔﹒％﹒ᗜ﹔﹒⌗﹒﹪﹒﹒⟢﹒ᵔᴗᵔ﹒✮﹒^..^﹒✵﹒⊹₊⋆.˚୨୧⋆.˚₊ ⊹ ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ. ✩ ✼　｡ﾟ･　☆　° ｡ㅤ→ ༄ ‧₊˚ 「 」 ⇢ ๑ ◞♡° ⸙͎ ˀˀ ♡⃕ ◡̈ ꒰ ⌦ ✗ ⌜ ⌝ ⌞ ⌟ ↳ ❝ ❞ ➤ ↲ ۪۫❁ཻུ۪۪ ⎧ ୧ ⋅┊ೃ ╰► ꒱ ➛ ↴ ❱ ✿•˖* ℘ ﹋﹋ ❛ ╯ ❲ ❳ ∞ ୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ☆ ﹒︵ ﹕𖹭 ࣪ 𓈒 ⊹🎧₊ ◌ ۪ ࣪₍ ᐢ.ˬ.ᐢ₎˚୨୧ 𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆝⋆.˚ 𓇼 𓍯　　⸝⸝⸝　　𓅿　　𖠋　　𓍲 𓍱　　𖥧 𖧧 ˒˒ 𖤣𖤥𖠿𖤣𖤥　　𓇥 　֒　　☄︎　　𓆱　　𓂃𓊝𓄹𓄺 ‎　𓌉◯𓇋　

୨୧⸝⸝﹕﹐⊂✦⊃ ‹𝟹 ˚⋆𓇼˚⊹ 𖦹 ⁺｡° ᐢ..ᐢ ᘒ ∞ ⌗ ≀ ⁺ ˒ ७ ٫ ᨒ જ ◞ ७っ ٫٫ › ‹ ִֶָ ٫ ໋ ᘏ ، ‹𝟹 % ՚ : ζ ゜：✿ 。 𖥧 𓂃 ᨒ ୫ ૪ ໒ 𐂴 ৎ ຊ ∿ ꔵ 𓄼 ⨾ ⩇ ֶָ֢ ໋֢ 𖥻 ⋆ .˖ ᨳ᭬ ⩇⩇:⩇⩇ ୫꒷ 𖠵 ﹪ ⊹ ୨ ഒ ﾉ ༝ ⑅ ʚ ɞ ⸝ ੭ ᐢ..ᐢ ᘒ ∞ ⌗ ≀ ⁺ ˒ ७ ٫ ᨒ જ ◞ ᨓ ᭝ ᱺ ᳃ ◯ ◦ ◡ ◠ ⋆ ‹𝟹 ꜝꜝ ʚ ⌕ ׅ ࣪𓏲ּ ֶָ ⌗ ☘︎ 𐑺 ࿁ ܸ ݄ ɞ 𐄂 𐂴 𐋉 𐋃 𐙝 ⩀ ݀ ̫ ̲ ﹕ ﹐ ﹔ ﹆ ⠁ ⠘ ⟲ ⟳ ⟡ ⟄ ⟃ ➜ ᨒ ੭ ໒ ꗃ ᨵ ୧ ` ִֶָ֪֢ ▭ᯅǝ ⁃ ᕱ⠀⑅⠀𓂃⠀ヾ⠀✦⠀𓄼⠀২⠀୨⠀⋆⠀𓂅⠀⬪⠀ꕤ⠀ՙ⠀╰╮⠀♡̶⠀৲⠀ৎ⠀⬪˙ 𓈒⠀⌕⠀⊹⟆ ﹏ ！ 𝅓 𓂃𓈒 ﹑ 𖣯 ｡ ꞝ ⩇ ᰍ ≀ ໑ ﾞ ઉ ᨦ ദ ꒷꒦ ꣹ 𔓐 𒀭 ♡︎ ♥︎ 𖡩 ˀ ᵎ ✦ 𔒌 ʾ ໑ ▸ ִֶָ 𖥔 ࣪ ˖ . 𓄹 𓈒 𓍢 𐇵 ﹆ ✿ ˖ 𖥻 𓎆 ⏉ ੭ ꒳​ 。 ❤︎ 𖦹 ଘ ⤹ ꩜ ៹ ִֶָ ᨳ ⊹ 𖧵 ⩩ ៹ 𖤣 ꕀ 𝅦 ꔪ 𖡎 𖦆 𖤛 𔓕 𓆠 ꔛ 𝄰 ⁛ ˳ 𓈈 ✧ 𖠇 ⋕ 𓆦 ✶ ⭓ ⭔ ﹫ 𖠣 𝅏 ٠ ꐑ ！ 𖣠 ⿻ 𓆤 › 𐀔 જ ، 𝄿 𝆞 𝅘 ⌗ ꒰ ꒱ ﹏ ⁝ ⊹ ୨ ഒ ﾉ ༝ ⑅ ʚ ɞ ⸝ ੭ ↷ ⋯ 𑊩 𝆺𝅥 𓈒 ﹕ 𐫱 𓂅 ⋆ 𔖲 𓁹 𐇲 𔕱 𔒱 𓐩 𓆝 ▬ ▭ ❛ ❜ ❟ ✿ 𖠲 ꒷ ꒥ ꉂ ❩ ๑ Ꮺ ◌ ˖ ࣪ 𖠵 ٬ ⌕ 𔗫 ᥐ ʾ ֛ ៵ ◗ 𓇬︎︎ ᨦ ദ ꜝ ꜞ ◖ ┼ ▀ ▄ ▚ 𔗨 𓍲 ˖ 𓊿 ‣ ପ ﹏ ャ 𖥧 ▹ 𖡼 𖥨 𖠌 ୧ ⌇ 𖤣 ᐢ ¸ _ ◂ ๋ ა এ ঌ ໒. ᘛ ᘚ . .⃗ . ⁽ ⁾ ౿ ヾ ᘡ ९ ₆⁶₆ ๑ ᥀ ᖗ ଓ ৴. ৩ ↯ ᤩ ८ १ ഽ ˘ ˇ ৩ ও °. ୭ ꜜ ೨ ⃞ ৡ ২ ᘘ ﹢ ᖘ ﹙ ﹚ ₍ ₎ ণ ั ر ⃕ ١⠀ﻬ ७ ۫ ૬ ᝰ ⋆ ⌒ ✶ ঌ ᔉ ۵ ५ ✷ ༄ ˓ 𖥸 𓄻 𓏧 ⌁ ꗃ ꈍ. ᨒ 𖥻 爱 ᠈ ꐑ ꗃ ᨵ 𓈈 ⬫ 𓍯 ⩩ ♡̶ ！ ʾʾ ₍ ᐢ..ᐢ ₎ ՙ 𖥨 › ⤛ ⤜ ๋ ֢ ָ֪֢ ໑ ୧ ⬪ ʚ ୫ ៹ ᥫ᭡ .̑ 𖠵 𝅄 ˓˓ ⌯ 𓍼 ⸼ ☓ ﹫ ー ꣹ ⋄ 𓍢 𐄂 ⍈ 𐇵 ⎙⩇⠀⠀⠀𓄹ִִִִִִ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀˓⠀⠀˓⠀⠀ ✿⠀⠀⠀⠀՟ ⠀ ─ ⠀⠀·⠀·⠀·⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝆞⠀⠀⠀⠀“⠀⠀. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀▸ ⠀◃ ⠀༉‧₊˚. : ̗̀➛ ׂׂૢ ╰┈➤ ✎ - ,, -‘๑’- ・❥・ ༊*·˚ ˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗ ☄. *. ⋆ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ੈ✩‧₊˚ ✧.* ೃ⁀➷ ⋆·˚ ༘ * ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ·˚ ༘ *ೃ༄ .ೃ࿐ ੈ✩‧₊˚ ⋆.ೃ࿔:･ ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ┊͙ ˘͈ᵕ˘͈ ⍣ ೋ ‗ ❍ ¡! ❞ ﹌﹌﹌ 彡 ▓ ღ ꕥ ‿‿‿‿ *+:｡.｡ •·.·''·.·• ·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ * ˚ ✦ ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- . . . . . ╰──╮ ╭──╯ . . . . . ↳ ❝ [] ¡! ❞ - ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌ ✧˚ · . ˚ · . ༉‧₊˚. '•.¸♡ ♡¸.•' +:ꔫ:﹤ ﹥:ꔫ:+ﾟ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ ୨୧ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ ࿐ྂ ≡;- ꒰ ° ꒱ ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫ ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ જ⁀➴ ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ♡.°₊ˎˊ˗ ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ♡.°₊ˎˊ˗ ⎙ ⩇ ⩉ ꐑ 𖣯 ⌕ ᨒ ᯤ ᯅ 𖤘 � 𖥦 ⏃ % 𓍯 𔗫 𔖲 𓂃 ﹆ ﹅ 𓄼 𓄹 ᭣ ꧞ 𓏲 𓂅 ꣼ ࿓ ࿔ ༄ ⌗ 𓈒 ⊹ 𖥔 ᨵ ꑘ ᜊ ᦒ ଘ ◖ ◗𖠗 ꗃ ٩ ะ ≛ ߸ 𖡡 𝆺𝅥 ꩜ 𖣠 𖦹 ❤︎ ♥︎ 𔘓⁩ ♡ ᥫ᭡ ✶ 𖤐 ★ 𒀭 𑁍 ꕤ ❑ ❒ !i！？!!﹗⦂ 𓈃 𓄲 𓄴 𓈀 𓊔 ❝ ❞ ❛❜ ୨୧ ‣ › ⌫ ✧ ✦⭒ ✓ ✘ 𓈈 ᚙ ⩨ ▚ ₆⁶₆ ஃ ⿴ ⿻ ꭑ ᧑ 𐐫 𝗈︩︪ ꒰ ꒱ ʚ ɞ “” ⌨︎ ⚠︎ ꒰꒱ ☻ ✰ ❏ ˖* ೃ࿔ 𓆉◡̈ ꒦꒷ ✎ ᝰ ✿ ⚡︎ ☁︎ ⋆ ⋆⑅˚₊ ♡̆̈ 𓍲 𓍱 ꪔ̤̥ 𓍯 ꊞ 𓂃 ꕀ ﹆ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ⤾ ・°☆ ✎ ̼ ◡̈ ⑅ ♡̷ 𖦹 ･͛♡̷̷̷･͛ ᐧ༚̮ᐧ =͟͟͞♡ εїз ᙏ̤̫ ˳✧༚ /✿ ˙ᘧ ͜ ˙ ♡ ⊸ ꒰ ❛ ❜ ꒱ ‎♡⃕ ◡̈ ˚◞♡ ⃗ ʬʬʬ ༊·˚ ꕀ .* ♡̩͙ ✧˖° ꪔ̤̥ ˙ ͜ʟ˙ ‎♡‧₊˚ ◡̎ ♡̷ ·˚ ₊˚ˑ 𓆸 ꔛ *﹆ =͟͟͞ ♡̩͙ ꙳ ⋆ ⸝⸝ യ *◞ ♡･ ͜ʖ ･ . ˚◞♡ ෆ ･῾ ᵎ ⌇ ⁺◦ *´ސު｀ ‎ ༘⋆ ꙳ ꕀ ꒰ 𖧧 ·͜·♡ ꒱ ღ ⋆ ꕤ ♡ ⊹ ★꒷ ᵎᵎ ₊ ⨾ ⋆ ʚ ɞ ✦ ♥︎ ∞ 𑁍 𖢷 ۪ ࣪ ﹙☆﹚ ࣪ ִ ‹3 𖧧.𖥔 ݁ ˖⚘₊ ⊹𓏲 (｡>﹏< ? ♡ !! 𓂃 . ට . . . ˓˓ ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა ▯ ◠ ﹟𓈈 ᓚᘏᗢ ◠︰ ⨯ // ╰﹒(੭ ´͈꒳'͈)੭ ╰ ╯╭ ╮ᕱ‧ᕱ (๑•ᴗ•๑) ୨୧ • ·➤ ☆◞ ៸៸ 人 : ★⌒꒷꒦ ⊞ 𐅰 ⎗ 𖣯 ▦ 𐄹 ⋕ ＃ ꖛ 𖥻 ୭ꪆ ᥫ ᘏ Ꮼ ᘓ ୬ ෧ ᘡ 𖥨 𓈈 𓈀 𓈃 𓏔 ୨୧ • : :┊ ʚ︰ ₊˚✿ ꒱ ◠ ꒷꒦ ⌗ ．？！、＂＇（）＠／＆＿＃％；：＋＜＝＞〜… ˁ˙˟˙ˀ ꒷꒦ ๑ ♡ ﹕₊ ・ 〜 ꒷꒦꒰・ ˁ˙˟˙ˀ ୨୧ • : ୧ ₊˚ ⌗ ˁ˙˟˙ˀ ꒷꒦ ๑ ♡ ﹕₊˚ ✦・୨୧・ ˎˊ- 〜 ꒷꒦ ╭・꒷꒦꒰ ︵︵﹆ . ⁺ . ✦ ﹒₊˚𓂃 ★﹒₊‧ ★・⸝⸝﹒₊˚﹕﹒₊‧ ﹒₊˚𓂃・﹕★﹒₊‧ ╰╮﹔﹒⧣₊˚ ˚₊﹒﹒╭╯ ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ╭╯ ╰╮l﹒⧣ 𓆩 𓆪 𓄴 𓄵 𓄶 𓄷 ❀ ꈍᴗꈍ ꃋᴖꃋ ⚞ ⚟ ◜◝◞◟(\ /) ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ # ᵎ ୧ ⬪ ʚ ୫ ៹ ꐑꐑ ᕬ ⎙ ৎ୭ ‹𝟹 ‹𝟥 ❨ ╲ ╱ ❩ ∀ ≧◡≦ ╰╮‹ゞˀˀᗢ__﹞﹝𑁯⌗。▭⋯⏝ — ୨୧ 𓂃 ꩜! . ૮ ╰・손 𓂅 ╭╯: 𖣠︶꒦꒷ ᗢ . ⌗𓂃 ২・◞ ・ ⸝⸝ ҂ 𓂃 ֙⋆ +．★☆ ᕱ⑅ᕱ ᰔ ⺌⺌ ︿︿ જ⁀➴ ᄋ﹟⩇⩇:⩇⩇ ★˖✦ › # ᵎᵎ モンスタ `·. :¨·.·¨: ⬫ 𓍯 ‹𝟹 ৎ୭ ⪧☆ 𖤐╰►✦₊×・ɞ﹕﹕୨ʚĭɞ୧﹕ ╰ʚ・ ୨୧ ˖ ˚ × ๑ ꈍᴗꈍ Ꮺ ᘏ ⁾ ୨୧・┈・-ଘ੭ˊᵕˋ੭～✧ʚ︰ ︶︶꒦︶꒷꒦︶︶꒷︶✧₊˚୨୧ ｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 . 　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ ✧ . ˖˳ ₊ * * ✦ . * ✦˳ ── ˖˚˳:: ๑✦୨୧・ ╰──・──・──・ ｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ — ⸝⸝ ﾟ･｡･ ⨯ ʚ┊ ⨯ — ⊹ — ✦ ₊˚⌇ ₊˚๑ ゛ × ⌑・ ₊˚๑ ✦ ₊˚⌇ ₊˚๑ ︶꒷꒦ ‧₊ ︶꒷꒦︶꒦ ︶x꒦ • ๑‧˚₊4︶︶୨୧︶︶✦‧₊˚⊹ ˖˚₊ ✎ ( ˶ᵔᴗᵔ˶ ) ✧ ⌒⌒ ˚⊹ 「 」︰╮ ₊˚๑ ˖˚₊ ୨୧． ・୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦꒷︶꒦꒷︶ ✦ ♡ ✧ ︶︶꒦︶︶꒷꒦꒷꒦︶ ୨୧． ⌒ ⌒ ⌒ ⌒ ‧₊˚๑ ── ♡ ⊹ ᵎᵎ ──・๑ ₊˚ ꒷꒦ ꒰꒱┇✧． ꒰꒱┇✦． ꒰꒱┇✧． ꒰꒱┇✦． ⁺ ˖˚ ໑ ₊˚ ──・──・・✧ ・・──・── ꒰꒰ ✎ :: ⊹ ── ． ． ┄┄ ₊˚๑ ・ ‧ ✎ ₊ ๑ ⋆˚. ⌒⌒ ₊ ๑ ⌒⌒ ₊ ๑ ⌒⌒ ♡₊˚ ❜ ๑ ₊˚ ꒷꒦ ꒰୨୧꒱． ꒰୨୧꒱． ┊ ๑ ˚. ┊ ︰ ┊ ⁀➷ ˖˚₊⠀⠀✧⠀ ♡⠀ ￤⠀✦ ⠀⠀┊ ◞⁺⊹． ⠀⠀꒦ 𖧷 ✦ ┊︰・˚₊ ┊꒰꒰ ꒱꒱ ₊˚๑ ✧ ꒷꒦︶ ︶꒷꒦꒷︶ ︶ ︶꒷꒦︶ ︶꒦︶ ︶ ・꒷꒦‧₊˚ ╭──・───────・ˊ＊ ╰──・───────・ˊ＊ ・꒷꒦‧₊˚ ︵ ⋆｡˚ ︵ ⋆｡˚ ⿻ ˒ 𓂃 ⸝⸝ ︵ ★ ⌒꒷꒦ ﹕⨳ ⁛★☆ 𓈀 : 𓂅 𓄹ㅤ ! ㅤ ৲ ■ ! 𖠳 𓂃 ▦ ! ꯴ ： ❛ ㅤ𖥻 ♥︎.ㅤ縙ㅤ𓍼ㅤ ⊹ ୨୧ (๑꧆◡꧆๑) #O1 , ᵎ ・┈・・┈・・┈・・┈・・┈・ ╰╮ ꒰꒰ㅤ﹕★ #O2 , ᵎ #O3 , ᵎ ꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒷꒦︶ : ＃ ☆★ !! — — — — — — — ੭ 𓂅 ・・♡ ~（ゝ。∂） ⋆ ࣪ ִֶָ . ꩜ ⁘ ︻ 上═ 𓂃 % ¿¿ ˑ ࿏ 𓄹 ࣪ ִֶָ ࣪ ּ ִ ִ ˑ (:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅::]̲̅:̲̅::) 𓂃 ִֶָ . ꩜ >﹏★/ ︻デ═ ╭ ﹆ ⁺ ╰╮° ˖ ┊໑ ₊˚ 人 %ᵕ‿‿ᵕ% ꒷꒦% ## 𖧧 𓂃໑#★ ⋆ ˚꒦꒷ ⋆ (ゝ'-')︻デ═一 * ‧ ⨯ . ⁺ ✦ 𓂂 ꙳ ੭ ₍ ₎ — ᠀ 𝟎𝟏 ! — ᵕ̈ ｡ — ˓ ⋆ 𝟎𝟐 ꜥꜤ ᐢ..ᐢ ━ 𝟎𝟑 ، ㅤㅤᘏ ﹕ ♥︎೨ 𓏲੭ ˒ 𒊹︎ ╰﹒ ˚ ⸼ ۫ 𓍯﹫ 𓏭 ั ᓚᘏᗢ ↯ . . . . ੭ ╾━╤デ╦︻⁰⁰¹∙ ﹕ ₊ ‧ ╱╳╲ ‧⁰⁰²∙ ,, ‧ ⁰⁰³∙ ﹕ ₊ ‧ ╱╳╲ ‧⁰⁰⁴∙ ,, ‧ ➜ ◠ ：ᨓᨓ ៹࣪ ៸៸╭━𖤘・˃ᴗ˂╰━꒰ ᵕ ༝ ᵕ ꒱⋋✦₊꩜﹒𓂅 ˇ ִֶָ ︰꩜？！⋆ 　 ﹒ 　⁺ 　﹒　 ☆ ﹒　　⁺ 　﹒⋆ 　 ﹒ 　⁺ 　﹒　 ★ ﹒　　⁺ 　﹒×ᄋ ☆ ⨾҂ᵎᵎ⁺˒ᘛᘚ✿೨୧ ₪◊⋐⋑˘˘˘Ɛ ❥ ⊹.˚ 𐔌♫ྀི𓈒 ݁⋆ ఇ ♩ ࿐ ᧔♡᧓ 𓊆ྀི 𓊇ྀི ❣︎ °୭̥ ✩ ໒꒱ ୨ৎ ೀ ⪩⪨ 𓋜 𐬹 ۫ ۪ ᩍ 𐙚 ₊˚⊹ᡣ𐭩 ⑅ 𓇥 .☽༊˚ ₊˚⊹౨ৎ ‧₊˚﹒♡﹗₊˚⊹❀

[qkmlh]

EVERYBODY STOP AND LOOK AT THEM!!! 🥹💋💅

[universeasian]

ʏᴏᴏɴɢɪ ɪᴄᴏɴꜱ ♫ღ

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[luneshallshine]

✂ txt as kinks (m)

ღ a/n: another attempt at smut... i hope this turns out better..!

click here for the ateez version :)

minors n ageless blogs do not interact please! afab!reader (use of female terms)

ღ yeonjun, soft dom

♫ playing now : the best i ever had by limi

corruption kink

he's definitely not a virgin

man carries himself too hard to be a virgin-

he will RELISH in the chance to corrupt his partner

be their first and be the only one to fuck their cunt

will treat you so sweetly!

it will be a different type of feeling for yeonjun, like he's never liked fucking someone so much

until you <3

will teach you everything he knows and help you be more confident

wants to be your one and only

"my sweet angel, my darling, i'll make this feel so good, you will want more.."

sensory deprivation (giving and receiving)

PLEASE

i was staring at my screen and then i thought of him with a blindfold

will love figuring out your sensitive parts

teasing you

and overstimming you while you can't see him

will kiss you a lot when he covers your eyes

a LOT of dirty talk

prepare to be teased for a long time..

"if only you could see how hard i am for you, here, let me rub against you.. feel it now?"

ღ soobin, switch (leaning sub)

♫ playing now : babygirl by maeta

free use (receiving)

now, this has be when he FULLY trusts you

he is desperate to please and will offer this to you when he feels safe

has to establish a safe word

once you guys are settled

he will allow you to do anything

want to fuck him while one of his members is asleep in the same room?

want to fuck him when he is on call with yeonjun?

want to fuck him when he is getting ready to go on stage?

he will not say no

"right here baby...? okay let me lock the door.."

nipple play/breast worship (giving)

a total tits guy..

i am not going to lie on this site

he will toy with your breasts for as long as you'll let him

he will kiss them and shower them with love

might give them more attention than your cunt-

he just loves them

doesn't care about size

just wants to kiss them and wants his hands on them

will love watching your chest as you two make love

"so pretty, it's always like your breasts ask for my touch.."

ღ beomgyu, switch (leaning dom, bratty sub)

♫ playing now : alone with you by ashlee

taking pictures

will whip out his dick his polaroid camera and spend a lot of money making sure he always has film

loves taking photos of you on your knees

his dick in your mouth

will keep it in his wallet

would put in his phone case but too many people might see it

and only he should be able to look at you like that

"pose for me darling, my dick looks so nice in your mouth, say cheese.."

pain kink (hair pulling) (receiving)

i'm not over emo beomgyu

no moa is

he loves you pulling on his hair as he eats you out

it makes me know that you like what he's doing

will groan and whimper

leans into your touch

wants you to be rough when he's feeling subby

"mmh? does it feel that good angel? tug it more, i like it."

ღ taehyun, soft dom

♫ playing now : red lights by stray kids

strength kink

he doesn't work out for nothing !!

he's been wilding more lately and his muscles are getting ridiculous

he would want to manhandle you, prove me wrong (you can't)

wall sex...

SOFT wall sex

yes

<3

"hm? no you're not heavy at all, don't worry angel."

marking (receiving and giving)

idk why but i feel like tyun is a possessive typa guy

not in the way that he wants to mark you

but that he wants to be marked up

would show it off nonchalantly

like at the gym

omg..

would go workout with you and take off his shirt to show off all the marks you left

so no one will bother you both

omg !!

"yeah, i know they're staring. you did such a good job last night angel."

ღ huening kai, switch (leaning sub..)

♫ playing now : heaven by taemin

praise kink (recieving and giving)

this sweetie :(

he wants to know that you like what he's doing !!

will praise you just as much but he loves loves loves getting it too !!

after every major action he does, he'll look at you

silently asking for reassurance

will ask you afterwards if everything was ok

be honest with him

when you praise him, he gets a warm feeling in his tummy

will do everything to get your approval

"is this okay..? it is? great, i'll do a little more then.."

joi (jack-off-instructions) (receiving)

do

not

ask

i just got this vibe

ok im fully on this sub!hyuka train

like i have said

he's eager for validation and praise

so he'd listen to you order him around

bonus if you're out of reach

just imagine him listening to you so well that he doesn't even realize he came a minute ago

"like this? o-okay.. yeah it feels really good, more.. i wanna do more.."

i'm getting better at this 18+ stuff, let's gooo !

ღ lune

[gyzeliiart]

Nami supremacy 🌷 (ღ˘◡˘ღ) ♫

if short hair Nami has 0 stans then I am dead

[woliefairr]

✿ symbols coquette para bios e nick .

୨୧ ೀ ๑ ୭·࣭࣪̇˖ ˳೫˚∗ ࿐ ࿔*:･ ⁎⁺˳✧༚ ۫ ⋆ ࣪. ୧ ♡ ୨ ִ ۫ ⁎ . ༊*·˚ ઈઉㅤㅤ﹖ㅤ︖ㅤㅤ꒰ㅤ☆ㅤ꒱ㅤㅤ⪩⪨ㅤㅤ𑄽୧ㅤㅤꔫㅤㅤ✦ㅤㅤ𓇻ㅤㅤ𔓕ㅤㅤ♡ㅤㅤ❀ㅤㅤꪆㅤㅤ﹫ㅤㅤ◌ㅤㅤ﹏ㅤㅤ᪶๑ ੈ♡‧ ੈ✩ ❁ೃ ⋆ ｡˚ ❀ ꒰ ꒱ ✩ೃ ♪ ♫ ♬ ツ ღ ✎ ❝ ❞ 헤이 ೄ ◎ ≡ ↺ 彡 ッ ღ εïз｡* >ㅅ< .ં ׂׂૢ ⚘ ♡°୭ ⌇⿴⚘݄݃ ₊˚.்— ─ ー 〜 ⁓ ∼ ･ ˖ · ◴ ◵ ◶ ◷ ↳ ↱ ↴ ➯ ↝ ➸ �� ↬ ↫ ￫ ➥ •♡ ࿐ ࿔ ･ﾟ ₊˚.༄ ୭̥° ༊·˚ ༉‧₊˚✧ 『 』「 」 ⌠ ⌡ 〘 〙〔 〕 « » ‹ › ◣ ◥ 𖥾 ᭨ི ྀྀ⏝ ʚ ɞ ꒰ ꒱ ˗ˏˋ ˎˊ˗ 。 =͟͟͞ ೃ ✦ ✧ ∗ ꍈ ＠ ∞ ❏ ❐ ❑ ❒ ω ░ ▒ ▓ ಌ ๑ ʚĭɞ ઇઉ ♡ ྀ ﹏ ⁀ ‿ tm ꓹ (ㅤ)c┊. ,! ,.۰ ۪۫۫ ❬“= ヾ ︿︿،، ⏧·₊. ❵ ♡೫ 룹‹3 ⌕  ៸៸  ᵎᵎ  ˒   ݁ 𖦹   ᨒ  @𖧡𖧗   ᨗ ᨳ ᇐ ꒷ ♡   ׁ   ׂ  ׅ𖥦  𖥨 𖧧 𖧷   𖧡𖧗 𖤥 𖤐  𖣯  𖣂  𖡡   𖡋 𖠗  ⎙   ␥   ◍   ☆   ★   ✞ ✦ ✩ 𖥻 ✼ ‧₊˚ 「 」 → ๑ ◞♡° ⸙͎ ˀˀ♡⃕ ◡̈ ꒰ ✗ ⌜ ⌝ ⌞ ⌟ ↳ ❝ ❞ ➤ ↲ ۪۫❁ུ۪۪ ⎧ ୧ ⋅ ..⃗. ೃ ╰► ꒱ ➛ ❱ •˖ ℘ ❛ ╯ ❲ ❳ ∞ . › ᐢ • ˕ • ᐢ ˖ ݁ ˓ 𖣠 ! › ๑・ꈊ ⍝ ʔ 𓏲·˚ 𖦆 ͙ ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ⑅₎ ⊹ 𖡼 ָ࣪ ˖ 𓏲࣪ 𓄹𓈒 ˖ ࣪ ꒷ ꐑꐑ𔘓 𖦹 𓍢 ›𓂃 ִֶָ ࣪ ǂ𖠵ぽ㍈▸ˑ ִֶָ ﹅あ ୨࣪.`⌁╳𖠚❛ꪶ  . ָ࣪ Ꮺ࣭۪࣪ ◝.﹟﹆ֹ‣ ˖˚ ャ๑٬٬ᵎᵎムꜜ¡ʕ•̫͡•ʔ ★ᰍ ҂ ꒦꒷꒦ ꙳໋͙ な! ☆★ヤ ✶ ⌗ ! ╲˚ׂᨘ ‣ 𖡄 ،،̲ ‹3 冬 ㆆ •⌕ 𖦥 𓂅 ꗃ⿻ ⬪ 𖦹 🂱 ˒ 𖥦 𓎆੭ ꞈ ❍ ✧﹟❐ ⎗ 𓊘 ⍝ 𖤘∿ ∞ ७ 〄 ◐ ★︎ ๑!⊹  ִֶָ 𖧷 ᖚ ✦  𓅦 ៹ ꒺  ┈  ❟ ꥟ ❟ ❛❛ ❜❜ ،، ✽ ،،̲ ‹› ✱ ๑ˎˊ˗ 𖧧 ❛ં"˚ʚĭɞˋ｡ ° ▬ ▬ ⋆ °⤜ ⨳ ࣪• ˖°‹ ✿ • ɞ ˖ ࣪⋄ ‹ ⋮ ⤜ ib - ៸៸ ⋮ ❈ ❉ ❊ ❋ ✾ ✿ ❀ ❁ ❂ ❃ ➳ ➢ ❥

☆ – se pegar curta, siga & reblogue !!

[silkjade]

𝐉𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌 ღ 𝐀 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈 ⋆୨୧˚— alhaitham x jade ﾉ an academic rivals to friends to lovers slowburn

“the heart is an arrow — it demands aim to land true.”

༯ the grand scribe & the head archivist ﾉ a kiss of frost upon the earth ﾉ mutual admiration and understanding ﾉ the art of witticism ﾉ serenity in the silence ﾉ alcohol laced discussions ﾉ how moonlight fractures into the dawn ﾉ tangled limbs and tangled sheets ﾉ peaceful serendipity ﾉ a steady, persevering love — a love that blooms with time

「 ♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬ 」 natascha main theme - peter thomas sound orchester ﾉ fallingforyou - the 1975 ﾉ lovesick - laufey ﾉ come out and play - billie eilish ﾉ real life - the marias ﾉ imperfect for you - ariana grande ﾉ you are in love - taylor swift ﾉ west coast - lana del rey ﾉ understand - keshi ﾉ new home - austin farwell

𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐀𝐥𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦 We often crossed paths during our time as students, and while we didn’t get along at first, I suppose at the heart of every harmonious relationship is mutual understanding. It’s easy to dismiss him as just another genius with a questionable attitude — which isn’t wrong per se — but he has a kind heart albeit his unconventional ways of showing it, and his company isn’t too terrible. Being with him feels. . . peaceful. Hm? What sort of relationship? One I’m quite fond of, of course.

𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐉𝐚𝐝𝐞 I’ve known her long enough not to be fooled by the elegant appearance, though personally, I find an incisive mind and clever tongue quite the charming engagement. Her determination to succeed is admirable, so I have no qualms about her capabilities at all — it’s no wonder few stones are as revered as jade. Oh? They call it "the concentrated essence of love"? I can't help but agree. Make do with that as you will, but I'm sure you can draw your conclusions from here.

❝ 𝐼 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓌 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝒾𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒, 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓃𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒶𝓃𝑔𝓊𝒶𝑔𝑒. ❞

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬

the unbearable lightness of a porcelain heart

midnight vices n’sfw

the heart on exhibition :: museum coworkers / modern au

𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐬

otp chart

summer moodboard

museum au moodboard :: 2

sabzeruz festival outfits

𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐲

woven in the roses

as king deshret and the goddess of flowers

a peaceful life

[chaehrtz]

‎ symbol pack !

‎ ❀ ✧ ♫ ♡ ( ˘ ³˘ ) ꔫ ❥ ⪩⪨

‎ ੈ  ༊  ✽ ♪ ღ ◛ ➵ ✮ ୭

‎ ✫ ✦ ✿ ☯ 𑁍 ౨ৎ ૮ ․ ․ ྀིა ܓ

[boomie-123]

kaomojis :3 (contains lang, use for your own good.)

—  dogs

૮ • ﻌ -  ა           ૮・ﻌ・ა           ૮₍｡ •᎔• ｡₎ა           ૮₍⑅˶•▿•˶⑅₎ა           ૮๑ˊᯅˋ๑ა           ૮₍˶ᵔᵕᵔ˶₎ა           ૮⍝• ᴥ •⍝ა           ૮₍ ˃̵͈᷄ . ˂̵͈᷅ ₎ა           ૮₍´｡• ᵕ •｡`₎ა           ૮꒰ ｡^ ﻌ ^｡꒱ა ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა           ૮₍ ˃̵ࡇ˂̵ ₎ა :ﾟ           ૮ ˶ˆ ﻌ ˆ˶ ა            ﾟ:｡ ૮₍ ´𖦹 ˕ × ₎ა           ૮₍ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ฅ ₎ა           ૮ • ﻌ • ა           ♥(˘ ε˘ U) ૮(ˊ ᵔ ˋ)ა               ૮₍ ˃̵͈᷄ . ˂̵͈᷅ ₎ა              ₍ᐡ｡っ ̫-｡ᐡ₎               ૮₍｡ •᎔• ｡₎ა               ૮꒰˵• ﻌ •˵꒱ა               ૮₍ ⑅ ᐢ..ᐢ   ₎ა               ૮₍⑅˶•▿•˶⑅₎ა               ૮ ๑ˊᯅˋ๑ 

—  cats

₍˄·͈༝·͈˄₎◞           （^ -ω -｡`^)           ᝬ/ᐠ .ᆺ. ᐟ\ﾉ

—  bears

ꉂ₍ᐢ﹘ܫ﹘ᐢ₎             ₍ᐢ｡ܫ｡ᐢ₎              ₍ᐢ｡ºᎲº｡ᐢ₎              ʚ₍⑅ᐢ.ﻌ.ᐢ₎ɞ               ʕノ•ᴥ•ʔノ ︵ ┻━┻                 ʕ•㉨•ʔ                 ʕ ᵔᴥᵔ ʔ                ʅ ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ ʃ                ʕ/　·ᴥ·ʔ/                (✪㉨✪)                ʕ￫ᴥ￩ʔ                ʕ´•㉨•`ʔ                ʕ*���ᴥﾉʔ                ʕ ᵔᴥᵔ ʔ              ٩ʕ•ﻌ•*ʔو                ˁᵒ̴̶̷᷄ · ᵒ̴̶̷᷅ˀฅ                ୧ʕ•̀ᴥ•́ʔ୨            ˵ˊ ᴥ ˋ˵)   

— sheep

꒰⑅ᐢ•ﻌ•ᐢ꒱ *              Ꮚ・ꈊ・Ꮚ               Ꮚ- ꈊ -Ꮚ 𝕫𝕫𝕫𝕫               Ꮗ･Ꮂ･Ꮚ               ᏊㅇꈊㅇᏊ               Ꮚ｡ꈊ｡Ꮚ           ꒰ ฅ˘ω˘ฅ ꒱              ꒰ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ꒱              ꒰๑•௰•๑꒱               ✧˖°꒰๑'ꀾ'๑꒱°˖✧˶ᵔ ˕ ᵔ˶ ꒰◍ ´꒳` ◍꒱

—  rabbits

₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ｡             ̑̑ ₍ᐢ ̥ ̮ ̥ᐢ₎ *                 ₍ᐢ｡ ˬ ｡ᐢ₎             ₍ᐢ.ˬ.⑅ᐢ₎             ₍ᐢ.‸.⑅ᐢ₎↝             ₍ ᐢ. ̫ .⑅ᐢ ₎             ₍ᐢ⸝⸝ ›　 ̫ ‹ ⸝⸝ᐢ₎             ₍ᐢ˶• ˔ กᐢ₎             ₍ᵔ•ᴗ•ᵔ₎            ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎              ₍⑅ᐢ›ﻌ‹ᐢ₎⚟              ₍⑅ᐢ ›̥̥̥ ‸ ‹̥̥̥ ᐢ₎             ₍⑅ᐢ‸　 ̞ 　‸ᐢ₎               ₍ᐢ ̥ ̮ ̥ᐢ₎ *:･             。๑꒰⑅ᐢ. ֑ .ᐢ꒱             ᐢ. ֑ .ᐢ              ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ♡

—  positive (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ･ﾟ✧ ✩°｡           ⋆⸜(ᐢ˙꒳​˙ᐢ)           ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝            (◕ ˬ ◕✿)            ≧Ꮛ≦            ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭            (ˊᵕˋ)           (⊃´｡• ᵕ •｡`)⊃            ( ˘ ³˘)♥            ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ           （*＾ワ＾*）           (´・ω・)            (つ・▽・)つ           ⊂(・▽・⊂)            ( ﾉ≧∇≦)ﾉ ;ﾐ ┸┸)`νﾟ)            (•ᴗ•)♡             (๑ ᴖ ᴈ ᴖ)ﾉ             (ᴖ ᯅ ᴖ)              (* ^^ *) ♡             ☆ ⌒ ヽ (* '､ ^ *) chu            (♡ -_- ♡)             ( ॢᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ॢഒ            (￣ε￣ ＠)            ヽ (♡ ‿ ♡) ノ            (´ ∀ `) ノ ～             ♡(─‿‿─)             ♡(´｡ • ᵕ • ｡`)             (ㅅ´ ˘ `)            (❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)             (* ♡ ∀ ♡) (｡ ・ // ε // ・｡)            (´ ω `♡) ♡ (◡‿◡) (◕‿◕) ♡ (/▽＼*)｡o○��            (ღ˘⌣˘ღ) (♡ ° ▽ ° ♡)             ♡ (｡- ω -) ♡ ～ ('▽ ^ 人)(´ • ω • `) ♡             (´ ε `) ♡            (´｡ • ω • ｡`)             ♡ (´ ▽ `) .｡ ｏ ♡            ╰ (* ´︶` *) ╯ ♡ (* ˘︶˘ *) .｡.: *                ( ᵘ ᵕ ᵘ ⁎)               (ु*´З`)ू ✩°｡              ⋆⸜(ू˙꒳​˙ ) (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و               ⚈้̤͡ ˌ̫̮ ⚈้̤͡               (⑅ ॣ•͈ᴗ•͈ ॣ)∟ᵒᵛᵉ૫૦∪ (ʃƪ˘⌣˘) ♡              ´･ᴗ･`♡               (๑⃙⃘´༥`๑⃙⃘) ༅͙̥̇⁺೨*˚              ·⸜(⁃͈ᴗ•͈)⸝               ପ( •̤ᴗ•̤ )੭ु⁾⁾.｡.              :✽・ﾟ＋ ๑´ ³`)ﾉ ༅͙̥̇⁺೨*˚·⸜(⁃͈ᴗ•͈)⸝               ପ( •̤ᴗ•̤ )੭ु⁾⁾.｡.:✽・ﾟ              ＋ (◕‿◕✿)               ( ᕬ •ω• ᕬ )                ( ˶ᵔᴗᵔ˶ )                (✿ ˵◕ ɜ◕˵) ���:ﾟ                っω=`) !!                 ｡･ﾟ(ﾟ⊃ω⊂ﾟ)ﾟ･｡                （˶′◡‵˶）                (灬╹ω╹灬)                 ⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ ・                :(〃・ｪ・〃人)                :・ ʚ♡⃛ɞ(ू•ᴗ•ू❁)                 ❤⃛ヾ(๑❛ ▿ ◠๑ )                 (ノ°▽°)ノ︵┻━┻                 (ღ˘⌣˘ღ) ♫･:.｡. .｡.:･                 ໒( ” •̀ ᗜ •́ ” )७                 ᕕ༼✿•̀︿•́༽ᕗ                 (❁´◡`❁)✲ﾟ                 ⸂⸂⸜(രᴗര๑)⸝⸃⸃                 ヾ（❀◕◡◕ฺฺ ）ノ                 ∕∕∕ ∕ ∕∕˛₍˴◅ˋ)੭✧∕∕∕ ∕∕                 ヽ（◕◡◕❀ฺ ）ノ           ꈍᴗꈍ             (੭ ´͈꒳​'͈)੭            ⁽⁽ଘ( ˊᵕˋ )ଓ⁾⁾

—  negative

( •̥ ˕ •̥)           ( •᷄ࡇ•᷅ )  ┻━┻            (｡•́︿•̀｡)            ˊᯅˋ               ๑•́ ₃ •̀๑            (๑•́ ₃ •̀๑)n             (˃ ⌑ ˂ഃ )                (｡ﹷ ‸ ﹷ ｡ ) (⁎˃ᆺ˂)            (-人-。)´            ( º言º)           (｡>﹏<｡)            ꒰ づ ﹏ < ꒱            ꒰ ᐢ｡-༝-｡ᐢ꒱            (๑ˊºロºˋ๑)                (メ ° 皿 °) ﾉ

no creds needed.

[rat-prophetess]

my depression is incessant but my memes are effervescent and the remains of my soul are rotting and putrescent (ღ˘⌣˘ღ) ♫･:.｡. .｡.:･

Patho classic HD + text posts, part 4 [part 1/part 2/part 3/part 5] [Patho 2 version, part 1/part 2/part 3/part 4/part 5/part 6]

[wordsmithic]

♫♪ Sweet Daily Life Greek Words ♫♪

Please note that the full and/or root words mentioned here, like most Greek words, are still in use since antiquity. As a Greek speaker, I love sharing my interesting language with people like you! ღ

1. συνάδελφος (synádelfos, n, “d” as “th” in “the”)

Colleague. Literally: "Co-brother".

from συν- (with, together) + αδελφός (brother)

2. πανδαισία (pandesía, n, “d” as “th” in “the”)

A sumptuous spread, rich meal, a rich multitude of objects.

From παν- (all) + δαίς (share, divide).

Greek phrase example: Πανδαισία χρωμάτων = An abundance of colors

3. κρασοκατάνυξη (krasokatániksi, n)

A hangout involving wine.

From κρασί (wine) + κατάνυξη (devotion, ecstasy)

4. κερνώ (kernό, v)

To offer drinks and food to others, to pay for someone’s food and drinks.

Simplified from κεράγνυμι (to mix wine and water)

5. αμέθυστος (améthistos, n)

Amethyst; The stone believed to prevent intoxication.

from ἀ- (non/not) + μεθύω (to be drunk)

7. συναυλία (sinavlía, n)

Music Concert. Literally: Co-flute meeting

συν- (together) + αὐλός (pipe, flute)

8. διακοπές (diakopés, n, “d” as “th” in “the”)

Originally meant a cutting or cessation of work or activity, later coming to signify a break for leisure. We use it as interruption, break, vacation.

From διά- (through, across) + κοπή (cut, interruption).

9. συμπονώ (symbonό, v)

Literally, "to share pain," indicating empathy and shared suffering.

From συν- (together) + πονέω (to feel pain)

10. προσανατολισμός (prosanatolismós, n)

Literally: Orientation. Metaph: Finding or determining one's direction. One's position relative to the East was traditionally important for navigation.

From πρός (toward) + ἀνατολή (east) + ισμός (a suffix indicating a process or state)

11. ξενυχτάω (ksenikhtáo, v)

Lit. “I go beyond/ out of the night”. To stay awake all night, to pull an all-nighter.

ξε- (out, away, removal, beyond) + νύχτα (night)

12. συννυφάδα (sinifáda, n, “d” as “th” in “the”)

Litearlly: "Co-weaver". Your spouse’s sister.

from  συν- (together) + υφάδι (weft" or "thread" in weaving)

 13. τεχνολογία (tehnologhía, n)

Originally meant "the study of skill or technique," but in modern usage, it refers to "technology" – the practical application of scientific knowledge to create tools, systems, or processes.

from τέχνη ("art," "craft,","skill.") + -λογία (-logía, "study of" or "science").

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more than friends. (m) | choi san

ღ " i'm catchin' you starin' again, i swear all this shit isn't just in my head. i know that we're more than ... " more than friends by isabel larosa

you and san have been friends since you were little kids, you and him just clicked in a way that no one could describe. with how lovely he was, how could you not harbor feelings for him? he was so good to your parents, your friends, anyone and anything you loved basically. you two were like glue. so when you two slept together and san became distant, you became worried that you had ruined it all. fucking alcohol.

f!reader, childhood friends to lovers, mentions of drunk sex, college!au, unrequited love but not rlly, happy ending, light angst, fluff, san's going to be irritating but he'll come around.

...

warnings for the smut: explicit, praise (both ways), mild body worship, lots of emotions (aka crying), oral sex (f and m receiving), san likes to bite n kiss, slight dirty talk but nothing too cringy, petnames (darling, my love, princess, good girl) , protected (wrap it up! you fuckers.), aftercare ofc !!

ღ word count: 3.3k

ღ a/n: i luv the singer's new ep/album so i had to write to it !! oneshot !!

♫ playing now : more than friends/butterflies/heartbeat by isabel larosa, stay/hush by ari abdul, stargirl interlude by the weeknd, & needy by ariana grande

dedicated to the loml @meifasol enjoy my luv :)

you rolled around in your bed, your head pounding, you groaned and whined from the pain. you stirred slightly and then someone else groaned, you nearly screamed your head off before your mind recognized the voice.

"... san?" you spoke, your voice hoarse.

"yea? good morning to you too," he replied, and that's when you felt his hand around your waist.

that's when you felt everything. your lower half was sore beyond repair, your throat ached and your vocal chords were tired, and you felt san's body, a mere t-shirt separating the two of you. clearly, something had happened the night before.

"let me go. i want to get up," you said, fighting against san's grip.

you two had cuddled when you were younger, but you hadn't ever since you both hit puberty, seemed like his iron grip never changed. san whined in response and you smacked his hand lightly, causing him to yelp and let go. you stood up with mild difficulty, quickly stretching yourself out before walking to the bathroom.

"what happened last night?" you wondered as you washed your face with cold water.

as you slowly woke up, your lower half suddenly felt extra bare. you shifted slightly and gasped.

"where's my underwear?!" you whisper-screamed.

you didn't have the full picture but you were sure you knew what happened last night, you and san fucked. you slept with your childhood bestfriend, but you couldn't even remember it.

"dammit, why did i drink so much? i wanna know what happened...!" you whined.

you had liked san ever since you guys hit high school, something changed in the way you looked at him. he had gotten into volleyball and started going to the gym, growing into his body nicely. sure you had liked him prior, but you were more sure of it in high school. you liked him even more now, even as san changed physically, his personality and morals never shifted, he was forever your san.

"y/n. you done yet? i needa pee," you heard his voice outside of your bathroom door.

"shit, yea, sorry," you replied, wiping your hands on one of your towels before opening the door.

seeing san now after you had deducted the two of you had slept together, he was so much more attractive. he was shirtless and had put on some sweats after you left him in your bed, his hair was messy and his face was still puffy from waking up, but you couldn't help the feeling in your heart. you really loved this man.

you walked past him and decided to try to eat something. you looked through your cabinets and fridge, deciding on something that would quell your hangover. as you ate in silence, you heard footsteps nearing the kitchen. san stood in front of you and looked at you, more awake now.

"do you remember what happened last night?" he asked, playing with the strings on his sweats.

"... no i don't. do you?" you honestly replied, what if you were wrong and nothing had actually happened?

san's face dropped, he sighed and turned around.

"i got something to do today, i'll catch you later y/n. you can call me if you need me," san spoke, leaving you alone.

ok. you two definitely slept together, if only you could remember.

you haven't seen him since that day, it's been around two weeks. he hadn't texted you at all, posted on his instagram, his friends haven't seen him at all, you were running out of clues to find him.

wooyoung said that san hadn't been to dance practice in a long time, that their teacher said that he had been sick.

yunho and mingi, san's roommates, said that he hadn't been home in a while, saying that he was visiting family in namhae.

seonghwa, san's coworker at the coffee shop you two liked, said that he had not shown up to work because byeol had gotten sick.

"that's all his friends, they're all giving me different excuses! i don't know where he could be jongho!" you whined, cradling your head.

jongho hummed deep in thought. you called over your friends jongho and hongjoong to your apartment, desperate for their advice.

"well he's definitely avoiding you," hongjoong spoke.

"thanks captain obvious," you replied, rolling your eyes.

"hey i'm just trying to help!" he yelled, offended.

"you're not very good at it!"

as you two bickered, jongho was deep in his thoughts.

"wait, you haven't asked yeosang yet. go ask him, maybe he'll know," jongho spoke.

"oh my god. you're right! thank you, you're the best!" you exclaimed, patting his head lightly before leaving the two men in your living room.

hongjoong grumbled as jongho smiled in satisfaction.

you called an uber to drive you to the gym, you knew san liked to gym around this time.

yeosang and san were gym buddies, meaning they spent a lot of time together. once you made it to the gym they frequented, you walked into the reception area.

"shit i don't have a membership, how do i get in?" you whispered under your breath.

the workers stared at you weirdly, likely wondering why you were just standing there. you quickly sat down and pulled out your phone, searching for maybe a trial membership or if you could afford one, when you heard a voice say your name.

"y/n, you're starting to gym?" it was deep and soft.

"yeosang! no, i was just looking for you!" you replied, smiling.

yeosang had just walked into the gym, likely ready to start. he laughed and gestured for you to follow him outside, you walked after him and the two of you walked into the parking lot.

"do you know where san is? i've been trying to contact him for the past two weeks but he won't answer," you asked, waiting for yet another excuse.

"... san? oh he's coming to meet me soon! you can talk to him then," yeosang said, smiling.

"oh yeosang, you savior! thank you!" you exclaimed, hugging him.

the two of you talked about nothing in particular, when a male voice called out.

"yeosang-ah! you ready?" san yelled, not that far away.

yeosang must've covered you because san didn't seem to react to your presence yet. the latter got closer and yeosang moved to reveal you, san stopped in his tracks.

"... what are you doing here?" san asked, his voice cold and distant, a tone he never used with you before.

"... 'what are you doing here?' why so cold to me, huh? what did i even do to deserve being ignored by my best friend? answer me, san!" you yelled, an unspoken frustration apparent.

the man of your desire stayed silent, avoiding your eyes.

"look at me you coward. you tell me what happened that night, if you're not scared," you tried to provoke him, "or will you stay distant and watch us drift? it is your call choi san."

he visibly gulped.

"yeosang, sorry, i can't gym today. let's go y/n, we can talk at my apartment. yunho and mingi are at a party tonight and you know how they can get, they won't be back until tomorrow afternoon," san offered his hand.

"just go. you're taking too long," you ordered, watching as he turned around and walked to his car.

yeosang waved you guys goodbye before walking back into the gym. you and san walked in silence to his car. he opened the door for you, like always, before going to the driver's side and starting the car. usually that gesture would warm your heart, but now it just confused you.

you felt like a teenager again, fangirling over any miniscule thing a guy would do for you, but then again, this wasn't just some guy, this was san.

he lowered down the music in his car as he drove, perhaps he was silently hoping you'd talk to him. the angelic sound of the singer's voice calmed you down.

"that was 'more than friends' by isabel larosa, up next is ..."

he pulled into his parking spot in his apartment complex, getting out and opening your door for you on the other side. the two of you hadn't so much as whispered a word the whole car ride. you two walked up to his apartment, you felt like you'd honestly die from the awkwardness. once you made it in, san threw his gym bag to the side before engulfing you into the tightest hug.

"i never meant to upset you y/n, i never want to hurt you ever, you're of the most important people in my life," he began, "i'm so sorry for ignoring you."

"why? just tell me if i did something. say if i did nothing at all, do you know what i've thought about while you were ignoring me like a little kid? 'i must have done something horrible.' 'something happened that night.' 'i fucked up.' 'he hates me.' all of that," you spoke, tears threatening to fall.

"no. no i could never hate you. i ... realize now that i overreacted. i don't really remember either, what happened that night, i just remember ... that we kissed at the bar. we were both a little tipsy, but i guess you more than me. you said you loved me. and i, i don't know if you were saying the truth but it didn't matter to me. i've loved for you for years y/n. years! after you said you loved me, i downed more shots and then i don't remember what happened after."

"... why did you run away?"

"i thought i messed up. that you had regretted it and-"

you grabbed his hands tightly, tugging him down and kissing him.

"please shut up. we both know what happened right? do you regret it? i don't."

"i only regret not being able to remember our first time darling," san replied.

you laughed, san smiled in response, tugging you with him to his room, walking past yunho's and mingi's.

you heard the click of the lock on san's door, as he kissed you.

"surely we'll remember tonight, right?" san asked.

—smut below.

san kisses you nice and slow, gently and loving, as he always is with you. his hands float up and down your body, almost ghosting over your skin. you can feel the slight tremor in his hands as he battles his own desires.

"you can touch me san, you can touch me now, don't worry," you whisper into his lips.

he hums and finally you feel his hands on the parts he had never touched before, the parts he had never dared to. his hands ghost over your chest, your waist, your lower back, your butt, your thighs, and back up to cradle your face.

"bed, please?" san almost whimpers, "i want you so bad. i want to see your beauty, let it imprint onto my mind. please, my princess?"

"undress first."

he frantically nods and immediately begins to take off his clothes, his eyes never leaving you as he watches you removes yours. he keeps his boxers on and you leave your panties on.

"... now?"

you nod and allow him to push you onto his bed, him caging you in his protective arms. he leans down to kiss you once more, before travelling down and he lingers over your chest.

"... can i?" san asks, you can feel his breath on your skin.

"yes, please san, i want you," you reply, relaxing into his bed.

he hums as he leans down to lay butterfly kisses on your chest, down to your stomach, cradling your thighs as he lets his lips linger on your inner thighs. you couldn't tell if he was teasing you or he was stuck in his thoughts before he opened his mouth, letting his teeth run on the inside of your thighs.

"can i bite? please?" san mutters, his voice muffled by your thighs.

"... yes you can."

san bites down gently, you can feel him humming in pleasure as he bites and kisses to his heart's content. it felt nice, yes, but he was so close to where you really needed him.

"saaan ... please touch me," you whine, pushing his head slightly away from your thighs.

"... but i am touching you darling," you can almost hear the smirk on his face, if only he wasn't muzzled by your thighs.

"you know what i mean! don't be such a tease!"

he laughs softly as he ghosts over your panties, leaving a kiss on the wet spot that has formed, causing you to shudder.

"... if you don't touch me i'm leaving your bed, i mean it."

"but i want to take my time with you my love, i've been waiting for years," san says, kissing at your clothed clit.

you squirm away from his lips, shoving your panties off, watching as san's eyes never left you.

"don't you want to touch me, lover boy?"

"... i always want to touch you, my love."

"then do it, or your princess will find another prince," you smile.

he grabs your hips and pulls you closer to where his mouth waits for you, when his lips finally touch your bare clit, the jolt of pleasure you get is like no other. his lips are soft and full of love for you, you can feel it as he kisses your clit and rolls it tenderly on his tongue.

"you taste good, princess."

"worth the wait?"

"of course, your prince would've waited another decade to have you."

you know that you're not his first, he isn't yours either, but you do know that this is both of yours first time making love. the true first time.

"your princess hated waiting, you know," you reply.

"... sorry," he briskly replies before going back to your pussy.

his tongue dives into your folds, the wet sounds filling his bedroom. you can feel san rutting into the bed, low moans leaving his mouth as he gets off on your taste and the accompanying friction.

"god i can't get enough," you can hear him groan, though he doesn't separate from you far enough for you to clearly hear him.

he adds two of his fingers into you as he moves back up to your throbbing clit, but he's slow. he's so slow and gentle that you feel like you're getting rocked to sleep. of course you're not going to fall asleep, not when you have your dream man between your thighs, getting off on your taste and moaning just for you.

"s-san, saaan, i'm gonna cum, i feel it," you alert him, he hums in response, causing further simulation to your clit.

"please cum on my tongue, i need to taste you. come on, my good girl, on my tongue now."

the simulation gets too much and you cum onto his awaiting tongue, san humming in approval.

"taste so good darling, you were such a good girl."

you watch as he sits up, wiping off his mouth and chin, then your eyes drift down to his crotch. he's got a boner that anyone could see from a mile away, maybe you're exaggerating but who cares?

"can i return the favor?" you ask, looking at him expectingly.

"well, what prince would reject head from his princess? a crazy prince is the answer," he replies, taking off his boxers.

san's well endowed, nothing too cartoonishly ridiculous, but you can't say he is small, that's for sure. he giggles as you pause for a minute, just admiring his dick.

"i-i'm getting a little worried, darling. how long you gonna stare for?" he breaks your thoughts.

you laugh before moving towards him, he watches as you gently grab his dick.

"aaah... please," he moans.

"i didn't even start yet sanie!"

"i-i'm sorry! you'd be sensitive too if the girl you've dreamed of for so long was touching your dick! god please, you feel so nice already, i need you, please, i need you," san rambles, getting more whiny as he sees your mouth close around his tip, "mmh! so warm, i'm going crazy already."

you slowly lower your head onto his dick, guiding his right hand onto your head. san gently grips onto you, exhales of "oh shit" and "oh fuck" fill his room. you're slow too, but he doesn't mind as he hits the back of your throat.

"god..! yes! just like that, good girl, taking me so well."

you hum in response, causing him to flinch in surprise at the vibration it causes around his dick. he groans as you bob up and down, you zone out around his dick, getting drunk off his noises.

his eyes have never left you, he refuses to close them as he tries to imprint the sight of you deepthroating him into his mind. when you look up at him, he moans loudly and he swears he almost cums at the sight of you.

you're so focused on his dick that you don't hear his first whine of "stop", but you hear the second one and immediately back off.

"is something wrong?" you ask, wiping your mouth off.

"n-no nothing wrong. i just want to cum while i'm inside you, is all. your mouth is way too good darling," san replies, blushing.

"where are your condoms, san?"

"i'll get them, hold on, i know yunho shoved some into my cabinet a few weeks ago... here they are! come on, i wanna fuck you so bad."

you laugh in reply, letting san lay you on his bed once again, pumping his dick softly before positioning to enter you.

"you'll tell me to stop if you want to, right?"

"yes i will san."

"good girl."

he enters you slowly, you clutch onto his broad back and shoulders, the stretch so plesant and nice.

"so good sanie, you feel so nice," you moan out, causing him to kiss your neck in response.

"y-you, aah, you feel nice too. god, i won't last long, i'm sorry," san says.

"mmh that's fine, i won't last long either, just do what will make us feel good."

"of course my love."

he ruts into you roughly, the soft persona he had gone by now, your soft moans turn into loud ones as he pounds into you, rubbing your clit in circles. his moans almost overshadow your own, his eyes are mostly closed in euphoria, but he opens them to look at you.

"kiss, please kiss," san moans, leaning down to messily kiss you.

the two of you moan into the kiss, his pace gradually building up as he gets closer.

"i love you, i love you, i love you so much y/n."

you two cum at once, you almost trembling in his hold as you two ride out your highs. you look up at him and you see that tears have escaped his eyes.

"you ok sanie? too much?"

"n-no, i just, i can't believe i have you. you have me, never in my life did i think you'd find me good enough."

you tear up at that, the two of you ignore that he's still inside of you as to two cry it out.

"i love you more, my prince."

"never."

you two bicker as san pulls out and carries you to the bathroom, making you pee as he readies the shower.

"let's shower and go to sleep," san speaks, you nodding in agreement, slowly drifting off to sleep.

"can i just say i called it?" wooyoung said, almost gagging at the sight of san feeding you grapes whilst you sat in his lap.

"called what?" san asked, glaring at his best friend.

"that you too were more than friends! gosh everyone could tell! even yeosangie!" wooyoung yelled, yeosang looking at him in shock.

"i couldn't tell. i just thought you two were really good friends, but you're cute regardless!" yeosang said, causing wooyoung to whine and hit him, yeosang laughing as he did so.

san laughed and leaned to kiss you.

"i am so glad you love me."

okok, this is my first actual smut. don't come for me.

ღ lune