#he’s so BIGGGGG

[inkykeiji]

i am literally going to cry i am going wild i am sitting on his counter kicking my feet back and forth and twirling my hair around my tiny lil finger and blowing him blueberry bubblegum kisses

i am giggling at him and looking at him through my fluttering lashes with those glittering eyes that shine with a heady mix of adoration and mischief i am knocking the ball of my foot against his hip as he passes me and makes me pancakes i am calling him Daddy and teasing him to the point of breaking, spreading my legs wide with my hands planted between them as i lean forward on the counter, fingers clamping over the edge, biceps cushioning my breasts and squeezing them together so they swell and nearly spill from my itty bitty lil tank top <3 i am being such a lil brat that he can’t help but snap, large hands curling around my hips and yanking me to the brink of the counter, using his own hips to shove my thighs open further (because he’s so big!!!!!!) and force a spot for him between them, nosing along my neck almost gently as he growls about teaching me some manners <333

[st4rbwrry]

so i’m finally catching up w tokyo rev, and baby DAMN did i forget how fine taiju was UNHHHH.

[shield-and-saber]

wrecker girlies (gn) wake up

[andragoras-in-vanity]

MY BOY, he got started today, i have like 5 more sessions to do his wing and his body and then some colour but now that im not all red and swollen he looks amazing!! his name is Bartholmeo

[bringbackgoth]

Stop. GROWING.

[kimmkitsuragi]

u guys were right succession is the shit omg

[saenora]

also noel noa is so pretty 😭

OMGG DADDDY NOA YES!!!!! but teh real dilf of bllk is papa itoshi.

[syluslnd]

hihiii ive been a BIGGGGG fan of ur writing for SOO long - as always thank you for the food 🙏🏻🙏🏻 - can you write an imagine where sylus finds our that MC stills owns a plushie from like a highschool boyfriend ( like he stumbles upon it suddenly and asks- whats this? we didnt get it at the arcade") type beat~ grazie <33

sylus who can’t help but be a little jealous

Sylus leaned casually against the wall in your room, eyes scanning the familiar space with his usual air of nonchalance. But his gaze sharpened suddenly, catching sight of something that wasn’t part of his usual view—a small plushie sitting on your shelf, clearly worn with age, one he’d never seen before. His brow arched in curiosity as he picked it up, turning to you with a smirk.

“Oh? and here I thought I knew all your secrets” he teased, holding up the plushie with a challenging glint in his eyes. “Care to explain where this little guy came from?”

Your cheeks flushed, and you hesitated before mumbling, “It’s… it was a gift from a high school boyfriend.”

Sylus’s smirk widened, his red eyes glinting with amusement as he sauntered toward you, playfully pinning you back against the wall, one arm resting above your head. “A gift from a boyfriend, hmm?” he drawled, his tone both teasing and edged with a hint of possessiveness. “and you’ve kept it all this time. I didn’t know my sweet little kitten was so sentimental.”

He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a murmur. “So, how many other treasures from old flames do you have tucked away in here?” he teased, watching the way you squirmed under his gaze. But as he caught the faint hint of nostalgia in your expression, his smirk softened.

Running a finger over the plushie, he shook his head with a quiet chuckle. “You’re something else, you know that? It’s… cute. Keeping hold of something that meant something to you.” His voice softened, that playful glint now replaced by a warmth that was unmistakably Sylus. He leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Maybe I’ll have to make sure the next thing you’re sentimental about comes from me.”

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

@teddybeartoji @vagabond-umlaut @gothsuguru

something i made weeks ago for a request(?) (more like asking the audience for an art idea)

[boba-beom]

ೃ⁀➷ be good | CHOI SOOBIN NSFW

pairing: idol!soobin x f!reader

genre: fluff, smut | long ass one shot

summary: while you’re both abroad, soobin missed talking to moas but you also missed having some alone time with him. this night is the only night he’s had the room to yourselves, so you decide to play around with him while he goes live. and he lets you.

disclaimer: this only fiction and does not represent this idol in any way.

a/n: happy belated soobin day ♥ it was about time letting this out of the dungeon lol also the date for the weverse live is 2022.07.28. I hope you enjoy it with some references to the live itself hehe. thank you to my angel @junniieesbby for beta reading <3

wc: 3.1 k

WARNINGS UNDER CUT

warning(s): messy oral (m!receiving), face fucking, slight hair pulling, soobin cums multiple times, cum swallowing, use of affectionate terms (baby, princess, good girl, good boy), A LOT of praising, making out, perv!soobin, panty stealing soobs, penetration, soobin's biggggg, slight overstim, momentary cockwarming, whiny soobin:(((, unprotected sex (wrap it up and stay safe!!), boob sucking, soobin’s a lil messy but still so sweet.

"Hello MOAs! How are you guys?" Soobin's voice vibrates against your chest. You're laying on his legs under the duvet while he props his phone on the bedside, showing from his chest up. It was a spontaneous decision for him to go live at a different angle, but it only came to your advantage.

Watching Soobin read out comments from his beloved fans was so endearing to you, you knew how much of a hard-working leader your boyfriend has been for the past three years, but it was just as endearing knowing that he's the same endearing person in front and behind the screen.

What MOAs didn't know was that you were in the perfect position to lightly skim your hands over his thighs and occasionally over his crotch. It certainly did not go unnoticed by Soobin.

"'Who's your roommate tonight? Is it Beomgyu?'" He reads out a comment in which he replies with an airy chuckle, partially from the way your fingertips were caressing his semi-hard dick through his mesh shorts. "Ah, no, we all have our own rooms tonight. I think the members are asleep now, though."

You had to admit, you wanted to applaud Soobin for his voice not faltering while your fingers were wandering around his lower body. Yet, you wonder just how far you could go until he'd beg for a time out. He looks at you for a split second through his black frames, feeling it slightly slip down his nose bridge until he pushes it back up, laying his arm straight in front of him so he could cup your cheek — his way of allowing you to do whatever you want — out of frame from the camera.

His caresses were warm, his thumb rubbing up and down your cheek until you raise your head up to capture his thumb in your mouth. Your tongue swirls around his digit and then released it to place a single kiss on his clothed crotch. You could feel he'd definitely gotten harder from your last touch. Soobin, on the other hand, found his breathing picking up after feeling the warmth of your wet mouth on the pad of his thumb, hoping you'd use your mouth on his cock in the next few minutes.

You tug on the band of his shorts, and as if on cue, he picks up his phone so it was closer to his face. As he continues to read and answer comments and questions regarding their trip in America so far, he removes his frames and sets it on the bedside table. He was holding his phone just above your head, his eyes subtly flickering towards your face every now and then to see what you would do next.

For a moment, you let him answer the next few questions but you were growing impatient. Finally hooking your fingers under the waistband of his shorts and underwear, he hisses out of satisfaction, releasing his pretty, hard cock from the restraints ; watching precum leak from his blushed tip.

He was big. Bigger in both length and girth. The biggest you've seen, and ever since your first time together you had devoted yourself to him, and promised to look after and please him the best you could.

"'Is there a ghost in your room?'" He reads out. You chuckle from the thought that his fans were either messing around with him, or sensing that he wasn't alone.

You took this as your opportunity to start working on him, what could be better than you and his fans teasing him at completely different ends of the spectrum? You wrap your hand around the base of his cock, feeling his thighs tensing under your arms.

"Mmm..." Soobin hums. He could feel a moan about to escape but he managed to save himself from doing so, "BOO!" He pulls the phone closer to his face, thinking he was able to surprise those watching him, but his wavering chuckles didn't go unnoticed.

You slowly place wet kisses along his shaft, trailing up to his tip until the hint of saltiness overtook your tastebuds, tapping the head of his cock on your tongue a few times before lightly suckling on it. If your boyfriend's breathing wasn't fast enough before, then it's definitely picked up now. The urge to roll his eyes back was strong, but he remembered to keep reading new comments to distract him from doing so.

"'Soobin is sexy just by breathing.'" He reads out another comment then carefully observes the way you stretch your lips, taking more of his thick cock in your mouth. The sight was so filthy but it felt so heavenly to him. "Thank you." He chuckles at the comment.

After lightly sucking and licking his tip for a few more minutes, and Soobin talking to MOAs, you decide to take more of him in your mouth, inching the tip closer to the back of your throat, but careful enough to not gag. Soobin places his free hand on the top of your head, his fingers lacing through the loose strands but curling in to form a stable grip in your hair. His other hand still holding the phone close to his face and he positions his phone so only his nose up was in frame. Loosely holding your head up to face him, he didn't have to wait for you to nod and agree to use your mouth for his pleasure, but you were also excited to please him for your own satisfaction.

He began pushing your head lower each time, feeling how wet and slippery your mouth was around his cock, your saliva was starting to drip from your bottom lip and down along his length, just the way he likes it. Your tongue traces the prominent vein under his shaft and you felt your panties dampening by the second. Soobin didn't always use you like this, but when he did, you just knew you were going to be fucked good the second the live ends.

You look up at him, holding eye contact while his mouth is slightly agape from the overwhelming pleasure, and he looks so pretty with his bangs beginning to stick to his forehead, partially covering his eyes.

He shuffles slightly, trying to get into a more comfortable position for the both of you. Using the hand holding the phone to stabilise his balance on the bed, the camera was flat against the sheets, blacking out the viewers' screens. While his fans were questioning the blacked out screen in the chat, you took this opportunity to remove the duvet over your back, throwing it aside with half of it hanging off of the bed.

"I'm close," Soobin silently mouths at you, his eyes hazy and drunk off the feeling of the perfect suction and pace you were going at. You smile up at him when his tip occasionally slipping past your lips and he swore he could have came then and there.

You pick up the speed at which you were going at, using your hands to jerk the part of his shaft that your mouth couldn't take, determined to stimulate him as much as you can. Your sweet boyfriend let out a soft gasp but played it off as if he was just sighing, but even with that, it could have sounded a little off if anyone listened closely.

Releasing his tip with a quiet pop, you were controlling the sound of your breathing, trying to catch your breath without the phone mic picking it up. You smile at the sight of his head thrown back, quickly tapping his thigh and nodding your head in the direction of his phone, reminding him that he just left the live with a blank screen.

Thankfully he adjusted the camera close to his face again, hoping the fans hadn't heard anything and allowed him to adjust properly. "'Where did you go?' 'What was with the rustling?'" He read a few more comments flying up his screen, and you picked up where you left him with his tip occasionally reuniting with the back of your throat.

A gentle sigh slipped out of Soobin's lips when you swallowed around the head of his cock, momentarily squeezing his tip before lightly humming around him. The sound was almost like an incentive for you to keep going, but instead you were left with your eyes widening, afraid that you might get caught at any given second.

"Huh? Hah-" His breath was airy and ragged in the most discreet way possible. You sped up making it difficult for him to formulate his sentence, stuttering out a couple of strangled chuckles, "Oh! My legs— my legs are sweaty so I had to remove the duvet." He sighs in between words all while his cute bunny smile was plastered on his face.

You were shuffling your legs to press your thighs together from the sound of his sighs, hoping he could be more vocal once he's done with the livestream. But you had to remind yourself that you were currently prioritising Soobin's pleasure and you can always receive yours later.

His hand tuggs on your hair again, pulling your head upward just as you were about to bob your head towards his public bone. You inaudibly wince from the brief pain, mouth left open with your tongue hanging out of your mouth with a trail of saliva attached from your tongue to his glistening tip.

Soobin was meant to be answering a question, but he was distracted from the lewd sight just a few inches in front of him. Another smile crept up your lips as you gathered your spit and stuck your tongue out again just for your saliva to slide off your tongue and dribble down the head and his pink-ish shaft. You can't help but ogle at it yourself, he has such a pretty cock you could never have enough of it. His eyes follows yours and his eyelids drops a little, trying his hardest not to roll his eyes back for the nth time that evening.

His dick starts twitching more in the palm of your hand, indicating he was nearing his orgasm at any given moment. "Uh guys, I'm gonna have to end the live now. My phone is at three percent so I need to charge it. Sleep well MOAs!" His breath wavered at the last second. You had never seen him end his lives so quickly before, but it was just the excitement building up.

He places his phone down beside him, lifting the hem of his white shirt a little higher up his torso and pulling his shorts and underwear past his ankles to place them aside. Not bothering to charge the device, he rushes to place each hand on either side on the crown of your head.

His cock inches in a little more each time, reaching into your mouth until the head bumps the back of your throat repeatedly, filling the room with the sound of the gargling. He raises his hips as he controls your head to move until the tip of your nose made contact with his pubic bone.

"Oh baby," he groans, throwing his head back. "God, you're doing so good for me. You almost made me moan on live." He let out a sheepish chuckle, followed by a strangled moan which had the sound shooting straight to the pulse intensifying between your thighs.

The recurring twitches manages to send your sweet boyfriend over the edge, his hand stilling your head as he lets out the prettiest sounds to exist. His moans were laced with curses and a string of your name in between. You watch his torso lift off the bed, curving inwards to look at the way you took in his load.

"That's it, princess. Swallow it all for me, yeah?" The moment your eyes met, the corner of his lips lifts into a smirk. He loved the way you look; your dishevelled hair, your eyes and lips glistening, a sheer coat of his cum leaking from the corner of your lips. Soobin missed seeing you in such a state, and it's only just clicked to him that you haven't done this for a while.

"Baby?" You ask him. "I can't believe you let me do that to you while you were live." You both chuckle, realising how pervy that sounded. To Soobin, however, it sounded like another idea.

He replies with a hum, watching you use your fingers to pick up the spilled cum from the corner of your lips and darting your tongue out to swallow the remaining.

"Would you let me ride you," you crawl higher up the bed, situating your legs on either side of his hips until your clothed core starts grinding over his bare, still-hard cock. "While you're on live?"

You bury your face into the crook of his neck, smelling his fresh scent mixed with his aftershave that you undeniably loved. His arms wraps around your waist, his hands finding purchase on your ass cheeks to squeeze them ; loving the feeling of your ass in his large palms, his thumbs massaging circles before giving your flesh another good squeeze.

"I think you're onto something." He smiles, picking up his phone, which was now charging, and opening the Weverse app to notify MOAs that he'll be able to go back on live shortly.

A soft whine left your lips, lingering by his ear. Pulling back, he leans in to peck your lips a few times until your one hand held his shoulder to steady the kiss and the other wrapping around the side of his neck.

As much as you loved kissing Soobin, moments like these would be engraved in your mind. His plush bottom lip trapped between your teeth, plumping them from your harsh kisses. He tastes like chocolate chips from the Chips Ahoy cookie he ate before the live.

Irregular breaths filled the once quiet room, only heightening his hearing and noticing the way you were softly moaning against his lips. It turned him on for the most part, to the point his dick was throbbing beneath you again. You wouldn't have known until he pushed your ass down and he lifted his hips to meet your throbbing core.

Both of you exchange moans, like harmonies exclusive to the both of you. He could feel your damp panties against his shaft, but the thin barrier was beginning to agitate him.

"Baby, panties off." He litters butterfly kisses along your jaw, and then let you pull your panties down your legs in a slow, seductive manner. You were going to throw them somewhere over the bed, but felt the smallest bit of resistance from his fingers looping through and scrunching it up into his fist to stuff it into the pocket of his discarded shorts. "I'm gonna have to take this, sorry."

Soobin was definitely going to be using that in the near future. When he gets a little turned on for no reason before a performance, he'd need to jack off in the restroom just for his hard-on to disappear, he'd use your panties to help him; sniffing them, or even wrapping it around his shaft imagining that you were dry humping him—his guilty pleasure.

"Put it in," you sigh. You were ready to feel him inside you again, after not having sex for what felt like months because of practice prior the trip abroad, and now his schedule has been packed full of interviews. "Slowly."

You were hovering your core above his hips, pushing your weight on his shoulders to use him to balance yourself. He held the base of his dick, aligning it to your leaking cunt and sliding it up to your clit. Even that small action made your knees weak, your balance faltering to the point your knuckles were turning white on his shoulders.

Soobin's other hand held onto your waist, prodding his blushed tip at your entrance. You felt the pressure of his hand pushing you down, easing himself inside you until your hips were flush against each other.

"I missed this. My baby's been so patient." He growls against your chest in attempt to hold in his moans, but his one hand found its way to your breast, massaging it through your top. He lifts it up, bunching it up under your neck until your chest was on full display just for him.

"Go on baby, show me how much you've missed me." You run your fingers through his hair all while he flicks his tongue at your nipple, moving onto the other in an alternate pattern.

With you working yourself on his shaft, he encapsulates one of your breasts in his mouth, suckling on it with his teeth grazing your hardened nipple every now and again. You let out wanton moans, throwing your head back from the sensation. It was hard to concentrate on the pattern of your hips once you felt his fingers applying pressure to your clit.

You clench onto his cock, feeling yourself heavily throbbing while he's inside you. Soobin releases your boob from his mouth to let out his whines he could no longer hold in.

"Keep moving like that, I want to fill you up with my cum." He whimpers, throwing his head back with his eyes tightly shut. You moan in response, just thinking about him filling you up was enough to push you closer to your high.

After thrusting your hips onto him a few more times, his hands find their way on your hips, holding you down as he curls in, watching his abdomen flex.

"Cum in me baby, be a good boy for me." You coo at him while you kiss his neck. You could feel his shaft pulse inside you until he was moaning in your ear, indicating his release. Spurts of his cum fills you up until it was leaking down your shaking thighs and onto the sheets beneath the both of you.

"Shit, Soob. My legs—"

"It's okay angel, I got you." His voice was a little hoarse, weak from his beautiful moans a second ago.

You continued to slowly ride out both your highs, all while the palm of his hand was caressing your leg, in attempt to ease the shakiness of it.

"You're still pulsing. You want another round?" He smirks at you, eyes hidden under his damp bangs.

You shake your head, "not yet, just stay inside me while you go back on live."

"You're so bad." He chuckles at your proposition, picking up his phone and checking if he looks alright before going back on live.

He loads up Weverse for the second time, holding his phone closer to his face so the frame stopped just by his shoulders. You lean back so your shadow can't be seen, accidentally clenching around his still-hard dick, but Soobin bit the inside of his cheeks to suppress a whine.

"Hi MOAs, I wanted to talk to you still. I'm charging my phone so I can still talk to you guys." He explains to his fans, trying so hard not to buck his hips up into yours.

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[yutarot]

RIDE OR DIE: l.jn smau

004: tell me — wc: 1.5k

“TELL ME TELL ME T-T-T-T-T-TELL ME.”

marks words deafened you through the phone, causing you to have to move it away from your ear, cringing in the process.

“calm the fuck down, okay, i’ll tell you.” you say, and mark only refrains from yelling anymore once you begin the story.

relaying it from start to finish.

FLASHBACK: A FEW HOURS AGO: Q BLOCK

you were going to miss it, that’s all that was on your mind.

your legs were beginning to betray you as you climbed the stairs to the second floor corridor, your previous ‘logic’ that the stairs would be quicker than the elevator quickly betraying you too.

technically, you were supposed to ask before you took equipment from the college, and taking it without any former notice was classed as a biggggg mistake. you did not want to have to pay the fine they’d make you pay if they found out you were stealing their supplies without permission.

so you made it in your best effort to be as quick and as stealthy as you could.

finding the door, you pressed it open, hastily rushing inside and clicking the door shut behind you.

you eyed the shelves, calculator upon calculator, pens upon pens, stacking each row.

one of each, and then get out, you told yourself.

filling your bag with the equipment you needed, you rushed around the room.

but before you could reach the final item, fingers brushing over the case of the erasers, you heard the door click.

someone was coming inside.

deciding to leave the erasers and praying you would hopefully be a graph-drawing genius in your exam and turn out to not need one, you shut your bag, throwing yourself behind a shelf and invisible from whoever was making their way from the door.

you heard them breathing heavily. whoever it was, was in a rush too.

after a few minutes of rustling around, the room grew silent, and you assumed whoever this stranger was, had left.

just to make sure, you peered around the corner of the shelf.

what you saw, who you saw…

you grew still with shock.

clad in a green and black, F1 drivers jacket, was none other than samo.

his back faced you, his face, like usual, not at all visible.

nearly falling, you hit your wrist on the side of the shelf in attempt to save yourself from making too much noise.

but your attempt was futile.

he heard the sound of your wrist against the steel bar of the shelf.

he heard that there was someone in the room with him.

and he turned around.

you looked up at him, his eyes on you, and your eyes on him.

no, that wasn’t an F1 driver

that wasn’t samo.

that was lee jeno, the guy in your math class who hates everyone.

the guy who hates you.

not that you’d ever spoken to him, not until then.

you were still, unmoving, and his eyes widened as he realised that you’d seen his face. that you’d pieced it all together.

lee jeno is samo.

samo is lee jeno.

the word you wanted to say (which was, ‘what?’) was quickly interrupted by jenos panicked movements, rushing over to you to help you up from behind the shelf.

“are you okay?” he asked, quietly.

right now? he’s asking if i'm okay, right now?, you questioned to yourself.

you nodded, unable to speak, to ask any questions.

once you were on your feet, he looked down at his jacket and then back to you.

“shit.” he whispered, as if he was finally coming to terms with the fact that a stranger, you, had seen his real identity.

he cracked his neck, seemingly deep in thought on how to handle this situation. but you spoke up instead.

“look, i don’t care who you are. i really don’t. in fact, i hate samo, i think he’s a fake celebrity who feeds on the fact that people don’t know what his face looks like.” you said, trying to ease the situation and accidentally offending the man in front of you in the process.

he laughed at you, tilting his head and raising a brow.

“that’s not quite what i meant…” you continued, once you realised how that probably sounded.

“i know.” he said softly, mind elsewhere. “but, i don’t know you. how do i know i can trust you?” his eyes were serious, expression stern.

“you don’t, and you can’t.”

���so you’re gonna go tell everyone, that’s it?” he was more concerned now, all amusement in his face, gone, replaced with a stone cold visage.

as he spoke, he crept his body to the door, blocking any chance you’d have to sneaking out. not until you’d discussed this with him, not until he was certain you wouldn’t tell anyone.

“i’m the first one, aren’t i?” you asked. he looked confused, face asking you to elaborate. “i’m the first person you’ve had to accidentally find out. and now you don’t know what to do.”

his jaw tensed, and that’s how you knew you’d hit the nail on the head. “okay then. i have a solution for your… dilemma.”

it was stupid, but you saw the perfect opportunity arising from this entire conversation.

you see, you knew jeno’s dad was your professor. and truly? you didn’t care about jeno being samo, sure it was shocking to discover, but it had no effect on you or your life, whatsoever. so why not make it benefit you? and in the meantime, you could benefit him. it was the perfect deal.

“i won’t tell anyone,” you started, “if…”

his eyes hardened at the two letter word, fixed on the ground.

“if?” he asked, annoyed by your pause.

“you get your dad to bump my grade on every assignment until we graduate.”

slowly, his eyes gravitated from the ground, and to your face, trying to read you.

but it took mere seconds for him to provide you with an answer.

“okay.”

you reached out your hand to shake his, and he eyed your palm before complying, encasing his fingers around yours and shaking your hand.

and so that was it. your deal was made. whilst you, with the word of promise to stay silent about his hidden identity as the neoculture driver, samo, he would somehow convince his father to bump your grade.

but as you began to turn to pick up your bag, jeno stopped you in your tracks.

“wait.” he said, stepping closer to you.

you turned back to him. “what.”

“don’t you think it’ll be suspicious?”

“what do you mean?”

“me, telling my dad to bump the grade of a random girl in his class. you don’t think he’ll wonder why?”

you frowned. but surely he’ll understand since he knows that-

“he doesn’t know you’re samo?” you asked

“why else do you think i have to hide my face. why else do you think i go to college.”

“for him..”

he nodded.

wow.

this whole time you’d thought samo was self-absorbed, money hungry. when really, he was just some college guy with a strict dad.

“well, i guess you’re right, he’s not going to do it for no reason.” you told him.

you saw jeno’s eyes glisten, like an idea had formed in his mind and he was dying to let it out.

“okay then. let’s tell them we’re dating.”

“what?”

“he’d do it for my girlfriend.”

“so?”

“be my fake girlfriend, yn.”

FLACKBACK OVER: PRESENT TIME

mark screams over the phone, “NO WAYYY DUDEEEEE. SO SAMO IS JENO????? AND NOW JENO IS FAKE DATING YOU?????”

“yes,” you whisper, “please shut the fuck up, mark. you have roommates! they’re going to hear you!”

“noones in. but wait, wait, wait, aren’t you going against the deal by telling me?”

“well, no technically not… you know that guy jaemin from chemistry?”

“mhm”

“i asked jeno who else knows and he said that jaemin is the only person he’s ever told”

“yooooooooooo”

“so i also asked him if he’s gonna tell jaemin that me being his girlfriend is fake and he said he’s going to. and then i asked if i could have one person to tell too.”

“AND YOU CHOSE ME???? AWWWWWW YNNNNNN” mark yells, again.

“can you stop yelling, PLEASE?”

“i’m sorry this is just so exciting, dude.”

you laugh.

truly, mark is wayyyy more excited than you are.

“wait, wait, wait,” mark says again. “what about chenle?”

“what about him?”

“you know, your big fat crush on him?”

“oh, right. he’s just my hallway crush, you know, he’s never going to actually like me.”

“you never know.”

“don’t put those delusions in my head, i'm a taken woman now!”

“fake taken doesn’t count, man.”

you stay on the phone with mark for hours, joking about your new deal with jeno, droning on to him about how good chenle looks in his new instagram post, complaining to him about the math exam you missed but then remembering that, thanks to jeno, you’re probably going to get an A anyways.

everything in your life is suddenly changing, in better ways than worse.

but for jeno? his world is about to turn upside down.

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notes; subtle foreshadowing🤨, but Q block gate has been REVEALED 😪 also communities are apparently a thing on tumblr now? so i made an nct one!!! the link to join is here if ur interested lol and sorry for such a late update tonight this took me a while!! 😣

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[emotionalsupportboy]

They both look so good but

he's just SO BIGGGGG

im LITERALLY GNAWING at the bars of my enclosure

[tiredcreatur3]

what are dilf toji’s kinks?

oh that’s an awesome question, thank u!!

i think he’d definitely love breeding and the feeling oh having no protection, the chance of getting you pregnant and also filling you up nice and good.

spitting turns him the fuck on, loves when you spit on his cock, giving him a nice and sloppy head and vice versa. spitting in your mouth, kissing you messily while being inside you.

very biggggg on giving praise and just making sure that you know how well you’re doing, calling you his good little girl while your pussy stretches around his cock in the morning, your sleepy whines only edging him on to continue.

of course, he loves degrading and insulting the fuck out of you but sometimes after a long day, he just wants to come home to you, finger you and call you all sort of good things. doesn’t even need you to pleasure him too, he’s all content with seeing you curled up to his side, trembling and falling asleep after having your panties pushed to the side and cunt wet and taken care of.

or having the worst size kink ever, loving the fact that he was all big and strong and you were such a cute lil thing, oh he loved it so fucking much. he’d throw you over your shoulder whenever he wants, the size difference just getting him all hot and bothered, seeing your pretty self under him, taking his cock so fucking well, his hands on your tiny lil waist. he’d just love to ruin you and yet he’d be so so so careful with you, treating you like a small fragile flower.

definitely into breeding that sweet lil cunt of yours, loves when he can just dump his load inside you, makes him all hot and bothered when you allow him to do so, coming hard and always telling you how fucking grateful he is for you, babbling about how he hopes that he’ll get you pregnant soon, knowing you’d be the best mother to his child.

LOVES fucking your face while you give him a nice sloppy head. sometimes he’s just in the mood to let you suck him off lazily and sometimes he doesn’t let you breathe for a second and fucks your throat until you’re only a little gagging and drooling mess between his legs, eyes rolled back and teary as he’d finish inside your mouth, pulling you away by your hair and letting you finally get some air into your lungs, admiring how destroyed you’d look each time.

i feel like he’s not that kinky of a motherfucker but SO eager to try anything and everything with his pretty lady.

[sabertoothwalrus]

Out of curiosity, since you’re also a Dungeon Meshi fan, how do you think Nico and Izutsumi would interact? Would they get along?

first of all this depends entirely on whether or not izutsumi still has hangups about her own identity and the origin of other beastkin

Nico is from a large cat colony and has a biggggg family so he sees all sorts of people. Nothing really phases him. Even if she’s a little ill-mannered and immature.

She’s slightly more cat than girl and nico is more boy than cat. izutsumi would think he’s kinda lame. he’s not a fan of violence if he can help it and has a lot of solitary, introverted hobbies. She’s complain but then sit in companionable silence with him anyway. She seems a lot more restless and would eventually seek out Finn to bother him instead.

[bunnii-143]

stray kids though dump….(part 1/8)

BangChan. MDNI!!!!

Chan I imagine is a very touch and go lover, y’know? He’s all sweet, loves writing you songs or buying you gifts from abroad or texting these sweet paragraphs to you about the little things. FIRM believer he calls you “baby girl.”

“The love of my life 💕”

“I miss laying on your tummy and feeling the vibrations from that adorable laugh, baby girl” 

But. When he gets home. Lordy Lordy lord. He’s feral. He’s pounding into you like there’s no tomorrow. Mating press or doggy style. He’ll leave trails of slaps on your ass, finger print bruising on the hips and thighs, hickeys and love bites Everywhere. He’s so proud too, makes you have breakfast with the boys after the next morning. He’s making you cum at least two or three times. DEFINITELY size kink too.

“Fuck…biggggg stretch baby girl….you’re so tight- so fucking small too…mmm.”

“Taking me so well…so perfect…gon’ mark you up good…show you off my baby girl…”

Aftercare is amazing though. A nice warm bath. No walking. He carries you. Washes you. Carries you back to bed and gives you his comfiest hoodie, all soft and cuddly again. The softest kisses and back rubs. 

(A/N) welcome to the shittiest first attempt at any writing. I hope it wasn’t too bad! My ask box is open, promise my quality will get better. Remember to eat and drink water, and get some rest. If no one’s told you today, I will. You are a wonderful person and you can do hard things and I will always be proud of you of you!💕💕

[sylvies-chen]

I actually don’t know if anyone has done this before but I had the thought and I couldn’t let it go lol

would each character from iwtv fuck their clone?

armand: yes. without a doubt. would do the freakiest experiments both sexual and otherwise with his clone.

lestat: listen. he would want to. really, really want to. he’s down for it!! he would try so hard!! but… his clone is him. lestat with lestat is like two hydrogen bombs with the humility of peacocks. they would end up in some bitch off and become too busy fighting to actually fuck

louis: no but he would be besties with his clone in a very wholesome healing way

daniel: he would say no when asked and put up a biggggg fit about how weird it is but if the opportunity ever presented itself he absolutely would

claudia: yes and they would achieve world domination afterwards too why stop at sex