#jay🥨

[sanjoongie]

*deep breath* i'm going in. if i don't make it back, tell san i wasn't reading seonghwa smut

^fucking hell park seonghwa

^the way you describe the hot and the cold here FUCK i regret suggesting corruption 😵😂

^you gave me shivers here THANKS A LOT

^the way we all write this man with a pretty dick sdkfsldkfnslkddn he's right but sir!!! pretty dick!!!!

^you almost took me out with that final sentence JAY SIR!!! i dunno what to say to you anymore 🤣

First and Last Dance

Summary: After dying, you refuse to follow your reaper into the afterlife before experiencing what sex feels like. Pairing: Park Seonghwa x afab!Reader Genre: Smut, Horror, One-Shot Tropes: virgin!reader, grim reaper!AU, first and last time Word Count: 2.4K Contains: mild corruption kink, mentions of alcohol and drugs, discussion of dying in a fire, waking up disoriented, memory loss, cursing, pet names (sweetheart, love, baby girl, sir), unprotected sex, oral (f. receiving), marking, praise, multiple orgasms, fingering (f. receiving)

"Ugh," you groan as you wake up, gripping your head tight thanks to your hangover. "Fuck, did I really do that much last night?"

Looking around with squinting eyes, you find yourself in an unfamiliar room. The dark grey walls and black-out curtains certainly help your headache, but you can't remember how you got here or where here even is.

The creak of the door draws your attention. In walks a beautiful man with hair like raven feathers and an outfit matching the dark room. Quickly, your brain runs through an empty shelf of memories, trying to figure out whether you did something with this gorgeous man and forgot. Patting your body, you find all your clothes on your body, but not quite intact. Noticing holes in the fabric, you push down the covers to figure out the damage. Strangely, you find scorch marks all over your shirt - a burned hem cutting its original length, small holes with blackened edges from sparks flying onto the flammable fabric, even a full sleeve missing.

Before you can ask about the night prior, the stranger speaks, "You probably don't remember. That tends to happen." He pulls a chair closer to the bed, sitting back and relaxing. As if running on a script, he rallies off information, "Last night, you were at a party. An accident happened, where someone dropped a lit cigarette into some spilled alcohol. Not very many people survived, as the alcohol fire spread quickly and most of the party goers were impaired by the various drugs and alcoholic drinks."

A fire? You remember everyone's screams shifting from excited to terrified, but can't remember the flames themselves. With that big of a disaster, you wouldn't have expected to forget, even under the influence.

"At least I made it out safe."

"You didn't, Y/N." The man reveals with a look of boredom on his face, "That's why I'm here. My name is Seonghwa, and I'm a reaper. It is my job to collect the newly deceased and lead you into the afterlife."

"No."

Finally showing emotion in his reaction, Seonghwa doesn't know what to say, frozen in shock. Nobody has outright denied him like this. They've fought, cried, cursed him, and even struck him, but nobody has had your composure to simply say no.

"I can't die yet. I haven't done so many things. I've barely even hugged people I found attractive. What about my first kiss, my first time? Or traveling with someone I love? I can't die when I haven't done any of that. Send me back."

There it is. A line Seonghwa's heard time and time again. But this time, it's framed differently. No first kiss? Seonghwa empathizes with you, as a reaper who often wonders of the joys of living. Reapers, of course, weren't granted that chance; forged by the gods of death with the sole purpose of easing their jobs, reapers often face a tedious, repetitive life. Most were okay with it, as that is all they ever knew, but everyone hears stories of those driven crazy after too many interactions with humans.

"I cannot send you back. You're already dead, and that's out of my powers. I simply lead you to the proper afterlife."

Your posture drops as he explains this. All you ever wanted was a sweet love story in your life, and now it won't happen. Despite this, your urge to at least try something still rages within you. So much so that you don't even try to stop yourself from asking Seonghwa a desperate question.

"Could you show me what love is like? Or at least let me feel what it's like to kiss and touch someone?"

Caught off guard by the unexpected request, Seonghwa forgets his words for a moment, his mouth hanging open slightly. You look at him, anticipating his answer and hoping he'll give in.

"You want to kiss me? To touch me?"

"Why not? You have a pretty face, a nice voice, and probably a body sculpted by gods. Why wouldn't I? You seem nice, too."

Something in the naivety of your words pulls at him. Urges he didn't know he held surface as you pout at him, and he can't stop himself from wanting to show you everything he can before leading you to your final resting place. Here, in the confines of these smoke-colored walls where time stands still and everything lies in limbo, Seonghwa breaks his personal protocol to indulge in something dark bubbling inside him. Without saying another word, he pushes himself off the chair and kisses you. He moves so fast that you can't catch your breath before his lips are mingling roughly with yours. Your hands find their way to his chest while his snake behind you, one on your upper back and the other resting on your hip.

He brings you closer, tightening the gap. As you both pant out in breaks from the sloppy kiss, your body heats up. Although you're certain you can't be kissing very well based on how much more work he's doing, he doesn't seem to pay it any mind. His luscious lips overtake yours with ease, you feel every movement amplified. The moment his cold hands slide under the remaining fabric covering you, it feels so enticing against your hot body, cooling your back down with a simple touch. Slowly, you find him guiding you to lie on the bed. He hovers above you, looking down on you as he appreciates the look on your face - a look begging for more but not knowing what that might entail; a mix of fear and longing.

Your innocence spurs him on more than he thought possible; even just seeing you looking at him and trying to steady your breathing drives him insane. His usually loose pants much more snug thanks to his erection, Seonghwa refuses to hold himself back. With a quick swipe of his hand, your shirt rips apart, revealing your bare stomach and beautifully adorned chest. With a deep growl and another swipe, your pants fall to the sides of your legs, leaving you lying under him in your matching bra and panty set.

"What a wonderful color on you." His hand lingers on your waist as he admires how well the color of your underwear suits your skin tone, "I almost don't want to rip it off of you. Almost."

Leaning in, Seonghwa leaves kisses all over your uncovered body, marking you in places he knows will feel best for you - under your ear, along your collarbone, on both hips, right above the covered portion of your chest. Although his kisses are soft, his marks turn aggressive as he sucks hard and even bites down on some spots.

Along with the rough marking, his hands make quick work of the little remaining fabric on your body. When his lips reach fabric, he quickly works to remove it. Unlike before, he takes care not to rip apart your undergarments, bringing a temporary sense of kindness to his actions. Unbeknownst to you, he's careful with them so he can hold onto them after you leave him - a souvenir of sorts. That kindness doesn't last long, not when your naked body is on full display for him. Looking down at you, he can feel himself salivate at your inexperience as it leaves you slightly covering yourself in nervousness. His eyes darken before he moves further down the bed, spreading your legs to place his face snuggly between them.

"Y-You don't have to-"

"Sweetheart," he growls as he peeks up at you, "What fun would it be if I didn't show you everything?"

Kissing and nibbling the skin on your inner thigh, his silky black hair prickles against your other leg. The closeness of the sensations to your throbbing core makes you squirm involuntarily. Feeling him chuckle against your thigh, your hands fly to your face as it heats up from the embarrassment. After giving both thighs plenty of attention, he centers himself, proud to see you soaking already. Running a finger through your folds, he uses your arousal to coat his fingers before sliding them inside you, one at a time. At the first insertion, your body tenses in response to the newfound sensation. You expected that you'd feel similar to when you do it, but the angle, the size, the speed - everything feels so different. He moves the finger in and out before adding his second one, stretching your tense body out some more.

He kisses your thigh as his fingers curl inside of you, "Relax, sweetheart. Believe me, it'll feel so much better when you untense yourself. Breathe. Enjoy it."

At his coaxing, you close your eyes and take a deep breath. Letting yourself relax, you notice the knots in your body fading, replaced with the intense warmth of your core and the slow, intoxicating movement of his fingers inside you. Noticing this, Seonghwa leans in, swirling his tongue around your folds and quickly finding your clit. He's careful and calculated in his movements here, not wanting to overwhelm you just yet. But he knows exactly how to work you up, and you feel something build inside you. You recognize this feeling and let your hips grind against him as you chase after the high you desire. He flattens his tongue against your clit, the roughness and pressure sending you over the edge. He continues curling his fingers perfectly inside you as you ride through your orgasm, the feeling rippling through you.

Slowly removing his fingers from you, you wince at the emptiness, but he caresses your cheek and shushes you as he lifts himself again. Dragging his shirt over his head, you gawk at his torso. He's slim but well-built. Not quite six-pack well, but the soft lines running down his abs look better without the added dimension. You lift your hand to drag your fingertips over his body, but he's too busy tearing his pants down to give you a chance. Your gaze drops as he moves, drawn to his cock standing tall and proud. You were right - he's definitely sculpted by gods, and whoever made him needed to be worshipped even more. How could a dick be good-looking? Everything you'd seen before was not for looking, but his looked delicious, curving upward slightly and built to spread someone open in the best ways.

While you're busy gawking at him, he climbs above you again. Grabbing your jaw roughly and forcing your gaze back to his face, he smirks.

"My face is up here, love. What could possibly be better to look at than this face?"

Crashing his lips against yours again, he doesn't need to hear an answer. Holding himself up with one arm, he moves a hand between his legs. Grabbing himself, he coats his length in your fluids by rubbing himself between your folds. The small touches leave you begging for more as he pulls his lips off of yours.

"Please... I need it."

"Oh? You need it? What a gorgeous sentence to fall from your breathless lips. Well, let me oblige."

Lining his tip up with your entrance, he slowly pushes in, stretching you out even with such a small amount. Growling with a clenched jaw, he manages to keep his pace despite wanting to bury himself entirely inside you. After a painfully long wait, he bottoms out inside of you. His length brings tears to your eyes, but they don't overflow. The burning stretch shifts away after a while, but your breath remains caught in your throat.

Pecking your lips and rubbing your cheek with his knuckles, he praises you, "You're doing so well. You can take all of me. Good job, baby girl. Let me know when you're ready."

His kind words calm you down, allowing your breathing to return to you. when the burn fades completely and your body adjusts to his size, you wiggle a bit, urging movement.

"Use your words, sweetheart. Are you ready?"

"Yessir. Please move."

Once again, your innocence feeds his urge to ruin you entirely. With your sweet voice and naivety of what it'll feel like when he moves, he throws out his plan to ease you into everything. Pulling back slowly, he slams into you, his hips hitting your thighs on impact. He keeps going at this pace, roughly slamming into you again and again. Your eyes roll back into your head and your mouth falls open, noises messily leaving your lips as your brain muddles. His hands grip your thighs, fingernails digging into your flesh as he uses his grip to pull you into him. Filling the room with the sounds of sex, Seonghwa's head falls back for a moment as he enjoys the feeling of your warmth enveloping him.

"Seonghwa," his name falls softly from your lips, "I'm gonna-"

Unable to finish your sentence as your orgasm crashes upon you, Seonghwa groans at the sensation of you finishing around him. He picks up his pace, sloppily pounding into you as he chases his own high. Leaning forward into you, his head falls into the crook of your neck, teeth gripping onto your skin as he finishes inside you. Feeling the warm liquid shooting into you, you feel strangely complete, as if all you needed to feel alive again was a grim reaper's cum.

As Seonghwa lies on top of you, your collective pants now the only sounds in the small room, you thank him for obliging in your silly request. The embarrassment of begging a total stranger to take your virginity finally hits you, so you add a small apology at the end.

Brushing your hair with his fingertips, he replies, "Don't apologize. Thank you for letting me be your experience, it awakened and quelled a desire I didn't realize I had."

"'Your experience,' that's funny. Since it's my first and last, right? You'll be all I know." You poke fun at the situation in front of you, trying to relieve the nerves slowly gathering about the afterlife.

"Good." He growls out deeply. "Keep it that way. It makes me so happy knowing that you really are all mine."

Tags: @dimpledsatan-recs @mo0nbeams

[boydepartment]

hiii can you do enha finding out you have a crush on them from one of the members

“R U FR?” - enhypen reaction to finding out you’re in love with them

a/n: i am so sorry this took a million years BUT HERE IT IS :3 I ALSO DIDNT KNOW HOW TO TITLE THIS SO I HOPE PPL READ THE ASK LMAO

warnings- nothing- fluff, reader uses she/her

MASTERLIST

🥯jungwon… he was working on some lyrics for a song that he wanted to write. he never really took part in something like this directly so it was new to him. and he was struggling.

“jay… i don’t know what to write, it’s a love song! i’m struggling.” he leaned his head on the desk and watched as jay messed with the different knobs on his guitar.

“ask y/n she’s like in love with you.” jay mumbled without thinking, he shot his head up and looked at jungwon who also shot up.

jungwon slowly turned to jay, “are you… being honest with me?”

his older brother sat awkwardly, “ummm if i said yes?”

almost immediately jungwon got up and called you asking your location, if he had to run to you he would. and he was going to.

🥨heeseung… he sat on his back in the practice room singing to himself. he took up extra practices for the next upcoming comeback and you had left a couple hours ago after dropping him off lunch. he was so thankful for you and it made him smile to himself. around 4am riki walked in and sat down next to heeseung.

“dude it smells like body odor and noodles in here what the fuck did you do?” riki asked between laughs

heeseung sat up and rolled his eyes, “it smells like noodles because y/n dropped me off food.”

riki scoffed, “when did she drop off the food? i didn’t see her.”

heeseung leaned back again, “couple hours ago, around 1am.”

“1AM???? damn she really is in love with you hah!” riki froze right after the words came out of his mouth. god he spoils everything.

“wh-what??” heeseung looked at him wide eyed, ears pink.

riki immediately got up and ran out, leaving heeseung to sit in the practice room alone blushing.

🥐jay… you had a rough couple weeks due to family stuff and jay felt bad. you were a really close friend of his and he hated seeing you so upset. to make you feel better jay started cooking you your favorite meal. he was in the kitchen cooking and planning out his day so he can drop it off to you while it’s still warm. he was mumbling to himself when jake walked in.

“is this dinner?” jake asked, sitting on the counter. jay looked at him.

“1 get your ass off the counter, and 2 no, it’s for y/n, it’s her favorite.”

jake looked at the food, “this is a lot to give her.”

jay nodded, “i’m hoping it’ll last her a few days, it’s been rough for her lately.”

“i’m sure her just seeing you will make her feel better, she talks about you all the time yaknow?” jake said mindlessly, ass still sat on the counter.

jay nodded and hummed without thinking. jake thought he was ignoring him so he wanted to test it, “she’s in love with you.”

jay’s eyes widened and he almost dropped the wooden spoon, he looked over at jake and smacked him with it, “that’s not funny and i told you get your ass off the counter!”

🧇jake… he was waiting for you to come over to the dorm. you needed help on an essay and jake had free time so he offered to help you. he also loved to keep his skills sharp so he lived vicariously through your university work. he was frantically cleaning his room when sunoo walked in.

“oh you’re finally cleaning your room?” sunoo spoke leaning on the doorframe, arms crossed.

jake looked up at him, “yeah y/n is coming over, it needs to be clean i don’t want her to be grossed out by me.”

sunoo scoffed, “she’s seen you laugh so hard snot comes out of your nose and she’s still in love with you.”

jake stopped mid throw, his paper ball not landing in the trash, “wait what?”

sunoo laughed, throwing his head back, “oh nothing!” before walking to his own room. jake was suddenly hyper aware of his messy room and the time. you were going to arrive any minute and he was sweating nervously.

🥞sunghoon… he was getting dressed up to meet you for coffee. you were actually in town for the week so he wanted to see you again. you had been busy with classes and work and just life in general. so sunghoon wanted to take you out for froyo, he was buttoning up his coverup and putting on cologne when heeseung entered the bathroom.

“do you have a date today or something?” heeseung looked at him, eyebrows rising.

sunghoon shook his head no, “just taking y/n out for ice cream.”

heeseung now looked at him funny, “are you sure it’s not a date? she likes you a lot yaknow, like love love.”

“what? what do you mean!?” sunghoon flipped around to look at him, “do i look okay? is it too much? should i change? wait she’s in love with me?!”

heeseung left the bathroom after tapping him on the shoulder and a small good luck.

🍞sunoo… you and sunoo were having your monthly movie nights. it used to be weekly but since he became an idol he gets busy a lot. but you were willing to wait the once a month for these movie nights and for him. you were knocked out on the couch in the dorm and sunoo walked to the hall closet to get you an extra blanket. jay walked past him but stopped, jay knew you were going to confess to sunoo today. he was the one who told you to

“did y/n talk to you yet?”

sunoo smiled to himself, “we always talk, why?”

“so are you guys together now or?”

sunoo looked at him a little confused. jay yawned and stretched a bit, he was half asleep as he started walking again, “she was supposed to confess how she’s been in love with you for years. guess she forgot to.”

sunoo walked back quickly to you practically shaking you awake after that. he loved you just as much as you loved him, and sleep was not going to get in the way of that.

🍰riki… you were in the shower in the dorm. on the way home from a cafe it started pouring which led to you getting soaked. riki knew you were bad with the cold so he immediately shoved you in the bathroom with a change of warm clothes. not wanting you to get sick, then he walked to his room to make sure it was tidy and had enough blankets for you both.

jake was already in his room though, “what’re you doing in here?”

jake looked up, “looking for the ipad, where is it?”

riki blinked, “i need it you can’t have it right now.” he started rearranging the blankets on his bed. jake looked at him, jaw agape.

“what the hell for what?! give it!”

riki looked back at him, “you’re acting like you’re the child.” jake started searching riki’s desk.

“hey! cut it out! me and y/n are watching a movie after she gets out of the shower!” riki said and smacked him with a pillow.

jake stopped and his grin widened, “ohhhhhhhhhhh okay then never mind, if you and your girlfriend wanna watch a movie then i’m good i’ll just use heeseung’s pc.”

riki’s ears turned pink, “she’s not my girlfriend…” never in his life was he going to tell you his feelings for you.

“what really? i heard her talking on the phone the other day about how much she was in love with you? huh… maybe i heard wrong.” at that jake got up and left and almost immediately you entered the room. you looked at riki who was pink all over.

“ummm are you okay? do you have a fever?”

[sunoomeugato]

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[sanjoongie]

OMG YES MORE SOMNOPHILIA!!!! honestly one of my favourite kinks, i cannot stop writing it! writing reader as a ghost was so much fun, pulling out all the ghost characteristics that i've soaked up from movies and tv shows! thank you so much jay, this made my day, honestly

Ghostly Touches

👻Pairing: reader (f) x Song Mingi 👻Au: ghost au, supernatural au 👻Word Count: 949 👻Rating: +18 MDNI, smut 👻Warnings: dubcon, somnophilia, oral (m), fingering (m), cumshot 👻Summary: you're a ghost obsessed with mingi's morning wood and decide to act on it 😏 👻Dedication: @mejuii & @downtoamagicalland unholy trinity beta team

You were smoldering at the foot of Mingi’s bed, peering over the wooden structure. You had been staring at Mingi for over a month now since he moved in with his two friends. You hadn't scared him or bothered him. You just observed him. 

Mingi was a funny little human, and you decided you had no intentions of trying to get him to leave your house. He was actually quite respectable. He never slammed doors or cursed the house. Your curiosity was starting to become an obsession now. However, you weren’t quite sure how to deal with it. 

Which left you at the foot of his bed at 3:33 a.m., contemplating what to do. Because you had been observing Mingi for quite a while, and he consistently got morning wood as he rose from his REM sleep. And you were consistently getting upset over it. Why? Because who was he dreaming about to get that reaction?

Then, Mingi moaned quietly in his sleep, and you practically leaped over the footboard and floated over Mingi’s feet, slowly lowering yourself so you were on your hands and knees. Carefully, cautiously, you pulled down the blankets over Mingi and let out a sigh. His raging boner boinged as the blanket tugged over it.

You licked your lips. You shouldn’t do this. You shouldn’t. But you still had a bad oral fixation, despite being dead AND a ghost. And you couldn't help yourself. Maybe… maybe Mingi would wake up and see what a good job you were doing for him, and he would dream of you instead.

So you did the unthinkable: you pulled down Mingi’s boxers, and then you buried his length in your mouth. Mingi’s body responded to you, but he did not stir from his slumber. Which only seemed to challenge you. So you began to slowly ascend up his shaft, running your tongue underneath until you came up to his head, swirling your tongue there, and then you descended swiftly once again. You had no trouble deepthroating the man because you were a ghost and therefore had zero need for a gag reflex… not to mention an incorporeal form. 

You greedily sucked Mingi's shaft, wishing you could taste him, but alas, the dead have taste buds. Mingi made eager noises in the back of his throat, and it only spurned you on. But still, your obsession wasn't waking up. So you began to play with his balls, and that's when Mingi’s eyes rolled, and he opened them.

His jaw dropped silently, clearly not understanding what he was seeing. Was a ghost… sucking his dick? He could see through you, but the edges of you were white and definitive. And you may not have saliva but you were leaving ectoplasm behind as his cock moved inside your mouth. That, along with the brief buzz along his skin, it was unlike any blowjob he had every received.

You popped off of Mingi. "Is it the best you've ever had?" 

Mingi’s hand reached to your head, whether to push you back down on his dick or pat your head, that was to be seen because his hand passed right through your head. "Holy shit," Mingi cursed.

"I'm gonna finish you off," You insisted, "I want to be the best you've ever had."

Mingi couldn't do anything but nod, eyes wide but interested. He had no idea why some ghost was interested in giving him head, but if it was this good, he wasn't about to say no.

So Mingi reserved himself to clutching the bed sheets under him and whining because he couldn't touch you, but you sure could touch him. The way he could feel your mouth, your tongue, and your hands, it was all he could do to not come immediately. You began to suck hickies on his thick thighs, leaving your mark. But, the minute you pushed your finger into his puckered hole, lubbing him up immediately with the ectoplasm you left behind, he did come immediately. He came so hard, his back arched, his feet came to points, and his load shot through your head, and at the angle it was inside of you, reached his face easily.

"Fuck, fuck, oh my God, shit," Mingi gasped.

"Was it good enough to dream about?" You hummed in satisfaction, but Mingi had fallen asleep. You huffed in annoyance. All that had work, and he was asleep?

👻👻👻

Mingi woke up with a groan, and then it hit him. Did he have a wet dream about a ghost giving him head? He touched his face and chest and came back with a verdict: he must have jerked off in his sleep.

Mingi bumbled downstairs and stumbled into the kitchen. "You'll never guess what kind of dream I had last night!" He shouted at Jongho, who stoically continued to spread peanut butter across his toast.

"Can I eat first?" Jongho deadpanned.

Yunho came in, yawning and scratching his stomach under his shirt. "What's going on?"

"I ghost gave me a blowjob last night!" Mingi revealed.

Jongho was mid-bite and rolled his eyes. "Sure, Mingi."

"Now Jongho, maybe he's got proof," Yunho tried to play mediator.

"Yeah, Yunho, Mingi totally has infrared cameras set up to capture ghosts," Jongho said sarcastically.

"Actually…" Mingi pulled up his shorts to expose his thighs, and low and behold, there were hickies.

Jongho dropped his toast in disbelief. "The fuck?"

Yunho grinned. "Mingi did not bring anyone home last night, Jongho."

"This is bullshit," Jongho grumbled.

"I wonder if she'll come back," Mingi wondered.

You chose that exact moment to push over the peanut butter jar and wrote out c u 2nite.

"Fuuuuuck," Jongho breathed out.

[officeobject]

(Also: https://www.tumblr.com/officeobject/766433903060877312/yes-i-am-going-to-address-the-ask-that-is-an?source=share ).

WHAT'S UP, GAMERS?! It's THE Manifique Gerald creation day, but this was all a disaster, except my ghost is here, so I'm less stressed, as at this point I'm done barking at any teenager who nears me within 2346738 killometer proximity, and just accept that my ghost is trying to platonically "rizz" me up, and that it's working, or whatver I do when it comes to teenagers.

Also I made THIS post, in case someone is interested: https://www.tumblr.com/officeobject/766428179884916736/i-ended-up-writing-out-this-vent-i-literally?source=share .

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Also, PEOPLE KEEP VOTING ON "JASON" IN MY XANDERVERSE IRL POLL -

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[pin-crusher2000]

1. Favorite marvel hero?

2. Paladin’s Robby vs your Robby, who would win?

3.what do Chris and Mar’i like to do for fun(as a couple)?

4. What is each young titans favorite emoji?

5. Robert vs Chris, who would win?

1: spider-man (peter parker), hulk, wolverine, and ghost rider

2: hmmmmmmmm

I say my Robert due to having a god mode that increases his power unless @paladin-of-nerd-fandom65 have a rebuttal lol

3:

Cuddle and watch a movie

Exercise together (plus holding hands, arms around each others waists, yes butt touching too XD)

Going on patrol and kick goons butt

Dance in the kitchen

4:

Jake: 😂🤪😜🥸👻💀💩🖕🏻🤘💪🦸‍♂️🤓 🏀

Mar’i: 💜😙😍😁🤪🎃👽👸🏼👩‍🔬💃🐱

Robert: 🖕🥷🐺🌈🍔🍕🍖🥨🎂🏈🎮

Lian: 🏹💛🍰🍫☮️

Irey: 😎🥸🤩🥳🥰🤡💩👽

Jai: ⚡️ 🤓😎🥸🤩🤠👻💩🥷🧛‍♂️🦖🐢

Cerdian: 🧜😃😛😋🦞🦈🥨🐬

5:

Definitely Chris cause he has the power of darkness to give him a advantage plus more experience, and he has the Nightwing entity within him for extra power

@fictionalcharactertrash let me know if you have more! :D or we can chat privately if you want to

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now! about me!!

Hi I'm Rayne ! im 18 and I'm a traumagenic system!! i nabd OSDD and a headspace of 30+ alters, were setting in at 57 right now. we grow a lot ! I'm here to have you guys follow me with adventures and other goodies!. im also an age regresser and a pet regresser!! so that's cool too!!

i hope you all enjoy staying!

[fearlessjones]

Thanks for tagging me @dwarfanonymice !

3 ships: Always love me some Hartwin, Immortal Husbands, and Hannigram.

First Ever Ship: Mulder and Scully. I was young lol.

Last song: “Shark” by Oh Wonder

Last Movie: Menu. It was meh.

Currently reading: “The House of Mirth” by Edith Wharton (for like the 100th time), and countless fanfics.

Currently watching: The last few episodes of The Borgias before it leaves Netflix at the end of the month!

Currently consuming: Baked pretzel crisps 🥨

Currently craving: A meatball sub. Mmm.

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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: 🥯 4 New CHARGE IT by JAY 13" Charge Wicker Plates,Elegant,Casual or Formal..

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JAYYYYYY 😭😭😭

^God this screams mingi so fucking much it hurts

^bdksjsksnsbs he would drag it out, looking to experience it all step by step

^🫠🫠🫠brain still melting and attempting to process this GOD

^HELP this is so poetic but heartbreaking like I knew in the back of my head this wasn't gonna be a happy ending but it still punched me in the gut

Thank you for a good read, as always, Jay 🥹

When is the Right Time?

Summary: When you coincidentally run into your first love at work one day, all of the feelings return just as suddenly. As all of the memories rush through your mind, you face the fact that time still refuses to be on your side. Will you fight against it and make now the right time, or will you enjoy the reunion and let fate play its games? Pairing: Song Mingi x afab!non-binary!Reader Genre: Angst, Smut, 18+ MDNI, one-shot, event Tropes: Mutual pining, childhood friends, right person wrong time, chance reunion, fated lovers(?), first love, new FWBs, non-idol!AU (poor MIngi even has two jobs) Word Count: 5.1K Contains: reader uses he/they pronouns and masc terms of endearment, female anatomy mentioned, deep emotions and the discussion of them, pet names (baby, daddy, good boy, pretty boy, pet), switch!Mingi and switch!reader, active role switch during play, teasing, praise, light hair-pulling, mention of sexting, multiple orgasms (afab receiving), overstimulation (afab r.), oral (afab r.), use of sex toys, dildo sucking, protected PIV sex [use protection kids! and remember to clean your toys before and after play!] A/N: This is WILDLY self-indulgent as it’s based on irl events, so it's also insanely specific oops. It also cycled through 4 different idols before settling on Mingi so take that as you will. This is also an entry for CoDN's Long Winters Night event! Be sure to check out all the other entries as well!

"Halfway through!"

"Only a couple more hours 'til vacation!"

All of your coworkers count down the time left today, eagerly awaiting the upcoming two-week break. As the bell rings to send the 5th and 6th graders back to class after recess, you look for the teachers, ready to hand the responsibility back to them. Usually, the 6th-grade teachers take their sweet time coming to collect their students, but you don't blame them.

"Oh, they have a sub. He's already out there. Perfect."

From Kelly's comment, your eyes glaze over the sea of pre-teens to see a tall man with a thin frame turn to lead the disruptive kids back to the classroom. You only catch a glimpse of his back before his figure fades behind the wall, but you immediately recognize him. Your hands begin shaking at the thought of seeing him after years of silence.

There's no way. It can't be him.

Quickly, you follow the class inside, asking the kids still outside for their substitute teacher's name. Even though he only gave them the first initial of his last name, it verified for you that it truly is him. You walk in and make a quick comment to one of the students before reaching the front of the desk and waiting for your friend to lift his head. As his eyes meet yours, you send him a soft smile and a whispered hello as you watch the emotions flood his gaze - shock, excitement, restricting his emotional display, and ending on a soft joy. With his sudden burst of energy, he quickly stands up to hug you. Although it's a quick side hug, you can feel his urge to properly hold you in his arms as he restricts himself to remain professional in front of the kids.

"Hey, you! It's been a while! How are you doing?"

Since he has to start class, the entire exchange only lasts a minute or so, but you head to lunch with a cheeky smile and a burst of adrenaline. With your thoughts scrambled, you sit in the break room and bounce your leg to purge some of your energy. Every fleeting thought in your mind involves him, from meeting him in this very school decades ago to growing up together to drifting apart but reuniting here once again. You remember all of the neatly stored memories of your shared childhood, all of the people who supported the two of you being together; you even remember that last walk home, where you both discussed the feelings you had for one another over the years.

But all of that ended when high school wrapped up. As with many others, your friendship faded into the past due to a lack of convenience. Suddenly, the boy you grew up with and were inseparable from for a decade became a complete stranger. You'd be lying if you claimed that it didn't hurt, but you moved on because that felt like the only option.

Seeing him again after years of silence feels so bittersweet, especially considering that timing would still not afford you the opportunity to work on being together in any way. Of course fate would throw him back into your life only a month and a half before you move nearly 2000 miles away.

Working through the second half of your shift, you learn that his class is throwing a holiday party today. Since you find yourself on friendly terms with a majority of students in the class, you jokingly suggest joining them as your shift ends, only for the joke to become a reality when your friend offers you the opportunity. You follow them inside and spend the remaining hour and a half with them, even helping to deal with a particularly rowdy student.

As the bell chimes to dismiss them, you get some alone time with your friend. Immediately, he holds his arms open, asking for a proper hug now that the kids won't ask a million questions about your relationship. As he holds you against his chest, he apologizes for not treating you well enough in the past. The sudden and unexpected apology catches you off-guard, but you manage to stifle the tears threatening to pull at your throat. Somewhere hidden deep inside of you, this embrace and apology combo struck a chord. As you pull out of the hug, you look up at him and find sincerity behind his eyes, as if he believes that his actions ruined the friendship years prior.

"If I needed an apology from you for anything - if I still had any ill will or hadn't moved past our rocky past, I wouldn't have come to say hi in the first place. I would've let sleeping dogs lie. You don't need to apologize for something nobody had fault in."

"You were such a big part of my life. I felt like an apology was necessary for our past."

Truthfully, you were both pretty mean to one another over the years. Whether built from the hormones swirling at that younger age or due to complicated feelings for one another, you bullied each other as much as you lifted each other up. But you haven't blamed him, not for a second since maturing.

"Life happens. I hold no ill will towards you for any reason."

"I'm glad. I'm so happy to see you again."

The knot of bittersweetness tightens in your chest as his earnest smile and excited tone tear through you. You still haven't mentioned leaving, and he's making it quite hard to even want to. A different version of you would risk it all and stay here if that meant building a relationship with the man you've loved your whole life. But that would mean sacrificing your own plans, and you know better to put yourself first now, even if he's the love of your life.

You walk out of the school together, and he leads you to his car without hesitation, offering you a ride home after learning that you walk to and from work. Although the drive is short, it's in the opposite direction of his current home, so you hadn't expected the offer. However, the bigger surprise comes when he opens the passenger door for you. Your past partners didn't even do that, so for someone like him to do so sends a rush of butterflies to your stomach, despite your mantra to not fall for him again repeating in your head.

Is he just that kind now, or do we both still have those feelings?

You quickly blink away your thoughts as he opens the driver's door. After all, you've been out of each other's lives for years, so - realistically - neither of you should harbor those feelings. You refuse to let yourself spiral after only seeing him once. Even on the off chance that those feelings remain after all this time, you cannot pursue them if you're moving away. That'd be unfair to him.

Luckily, conversation flows between you as easily as it used to, so you ease your nerves and calm those thoughts. Although the short ride passes quickly as you reveal your upcoming plans to move and learn about his recent life changes, you end with another hug and good thoughts. He expresses concisely how glad he feels to have you back in his life, and you mirror his joy. After verifying that you have the correct contact information, he only lets you leave the car after agreeing to meet up again soon.

Shortly after settling down at home, you check your phone to find a message from him. You roll your eyes at the five-years-late response to the birthday message you last sent him but reiterate in your reply that you're happy to have him back in your life, even if he's still a dork. Messaging quickly begins to involve some of the available games on the app. It acts as a buffer to ensure that communication continues even when there's nothing to talk about.

Thanks to a particularly worded message in regards to the game banter - and likely also to residual feelings from the past - the conversation takes a sudden shift into sexual topics. The current game quickly falls into the land of the forgotten thanks to the shift, as you both become way more invested in the possibility of finally hooking up. As you learn more about each other's likes and dislikes and fantasies, you both manage to loop some references to the past into your flirts. He's still much more clever with his words than you, but you quite enjoy it. With starting vacation for the school job, you both have more time to attempt anything together, so it works out really well. So well, in fact, that he offers to pick you up for lunch and fun the next day.

After working each other up the night prior, you're both very eager as you get into his car just before noon. Unsure of how quickly he wants to do anything, you hold back and let him make the first move, but you don't have to wait long. Almost immediately after driving out of your driveway, his hand is on your thigh, his fingers gripping you as if he'd be able to rip your pants off then and there. You already know that you'll have bruises by the time you return home, even if he isn't trying to leave any quite yet.

Arriving at the restaurant, you both compliment each other's outfits now that you can see them in full view. He takes your hand and places it in the crook of his arm, and you feel your face flush. As often as you imagined going on dates with him, you never thought you'd even hold hands romantically in actuality, but he jumped straight into walking arm in arm.

Maybe chivalry isn't dead.

As the thought floats in your mind, he opens the door for you before taking hold of your hand again, giving you butterflies. It feels like he wants to show you off as his, and your active imagination is screaming out in joy. As the hostess leads you to a table, Mingi lets you scoot into the booth before sitting next to you. The arrangement feels awkward at first, as you're used to sitting across from whoever you eat with, but, when his hand makes it back onto your leg, you feel the tension lift immediately. Something about him calms you; he really feels like a safe space.

Due to the plans after lunch, neither of you care to eat much, so you split an appetizer and grab a couple of drinks while sharing stories and witty banter. Lunch passes fairly quickly, and you leave hand in hand after he pays. Once again, the child inside you is thrashing around from joy, but you try your best to hide it. That is, until you're back in the car sharing mints with your head momentarily on his shoulder and he tilts your chin up to make eye contact. Even without words, the intent is clear, but he keeps up the gentlemanly attitude by asking for permission.

In a near whisper, words you yearned so long to hear leave his lips, "Can I kiss you?"

You nod slightly as the butterflies keep any words you planned on using stuck in your throat. As his lips touch yours, you immediately give in to the urge to kiss back. Although he doesn't do much during the kiss, you cannot tell whether he's nervous, holding back, just a bad kisser, or something else entirely. There were no sparks like the fantasies, no eager nipping at one another for more, but you still enjoy it. Once again, he just feels safe. As if kissing him was just natural - something you were made to do, or maybe a semblance of a past life memory peeking through the cracks.

As you pull apart, he makes another witty comment, "So, how was it? As good as you imagined for all those years?"

Due to his cockiness and the safe feeling that you can tell him the truth even if painful, you admit without hesitation, "No, not really."

"Oh? Well then, offer up some advice. What could I do better?"

The cockiness melted away to reveal genuine advice seeking, so you think on it for a moment before finding the words, "I... don't really know how exactly to explain it, but you didn't really do anything. I don't wanna say you kiss like a dead fish, but it's the closest thing I can think of right now. You just... You don't move."

"Well, I guess I'll just have to practice."

The whiplash between genuine and flirty comments leaves you at a loss for words. As you send him a judgmental stare, he flashes a cheeky smile back, coupled with a hearty chuckle that warms your heart. You roll your eyes as he starts up the car and places his hand on your thigh as if it's become a new home. As he drives you to his house, he points out a few places he frequents - a bar that hosts weekly trivia nights, one of the schools he enjoys subbing at, and a sandwich shop that he quickly became a regular at. You take most of it in quietly, only to joke that he's a nerd for going to trivia nights. He invites you to join his group some time, and, although you admit that you feel old enough already thanks to some of your habits and hobbies, you accept the invitation and tell him to let you know if he goes before you move.

When the statement leaves your lips, you begin to wonder whether you've brought up the move too much, but he doesn't react either way. You make a mental note to bring it up less but acknowledge that you need to remind yourself sometimes, too, so that you can lessen the pain of leaving your friends (and first love) by mentally preparing well in advance.

He pulls up to a small house, parking along the street, before announcing, "Welcome to paradise!"

Earning a laugh, he accomplishes his goal and gets out of the car. You follow suit and stay only one step behind him as he leads you into his house and to his room. The room is small and only lightly decorated, but you find it strangely homely. As you take a moment to look around, he wastes no time and undresses while you're distracted. As you turn back to him, the only remaining clothing on his body is his underwear. Feeling suddenly overdressed, you quickly strip off your jacket and shirt while teasing him.

"A bit eager, now, aren't we?"

"After last night's conversation, how can I not be?"

"Good point, pretty boy."

Hearing the pet name, he responds with a low growl rather than another comment. As you continue undressing, dropping your pants to the floor, he eyes you in a way you've never seen before. Normally, men look at you like prey to devour, but his gaze is softer. The long-time urge to finally learn your body after all these years shows clearly in his eyes, but he also looks like he wants to savor the experience and make it worth the long wait. His look isn't how a predator looks at prey, but rather how a fasting man looks at his long-awaited first meal to break the fast. Somehow, you feel treasured and nervous and excited all at once, unsure how he plans to approach the situation.

Slowly, he steps towards you. He places his hands on your waist and kisses you again, pulling your body to his. As he pulls out of the kiss, his hands glide up, reaching for the bra you specifically chose for the event.

"Let's get this uncomfortable thing off you." He softly announces his plans as his fingers struggle with the hook slightly.

He removes the hook and lets the bra fall to the floor. Now, with both of you in your underwear, you take a moment to explore each other's bodies. As his hands knead your chest and glide around your torso, you leave soft kisses on his chest, trying to commit his body to memory. You could spend hours like this, but he starts slowly moving you towards the bed.

"Lie down, baby. I want to show you a good time."

You follow the instructions without issue. He pulls off your underwear only to smirk as he realizes you're already wet.

"We haven't even started, but you're wet for me already? What a good boy."

"Yessir." You mumble out your response, happily taken by surprise by the pet name. 

As he rubs two fingers between your folds, you watch the pleasure on his face. From the looks of it, he's holding himself back, but he's loving the experience already.

"Daddy, please. I want more." You beg, hoping to grab the part of him he's holding back.

"Shh. Baby boy, I want to learn you. It takes time. Be a good pet and wait for me to give you more."

Rather than accepting, you groan and pout in response. His eyebrow raises, and you feel a pressure directly on your clit, causing your breath to hitch. You cry out your acceptance of the situation, saying you'll wait for him. Once you comply, he returns to his exploration of your lower body. He kneads your thighs, kisses your stomach, and keeps track of all of your reactions.

"Y/N, can I eat you out? I really want to."

Although you normally become self-conscious and sometimes even dysphoric if someone gives you oral, you give him the green light. Immediately, he buries his face in between your legs. As his tongue works a magic you aren't used to, your moans catch in your throat and your body instinctively rocks against him, wanting more. His fingers dig into the flesh of your thighs as he continues. You get closer and closer to the edge, and your body shows it - your legs shaking, muscles tightening, moans getting louder. He catches the hints and moans against you, proud to make you feel so good with just his mouth.

As you feel the knot dangerously close to snapping, you bring one hand to his head, gripping at his hair, "Just like that. Keep going. Please, please, oh fuck-"

You reach your first orgasm through oral, your thighs trying to smother him between them. When your body relaxes, he lifts his head proudly before claiming that he's not done. He reaches over to his nightstand and pulls out a pink vibrating dildo.

"Can I? I promise I won't go too hard."

Between the fog in your mind and his pretty face as he begs, you nod but add a condition to it, "Only if you'll also use it to show me how good you are at sucking dick, baby."

"Yes, daddy."

Suddenly, the roles have switched, but hearing him call you daddy unlocks something in you that you didn't know existed. In the past, you hated the term - something your friends jokingly called you as the parental friend of the group - but hearing it from him? In that tone? Accepting your conditions so simply? Something made it turn you on even more.

He places the toy in between your legs, going a step further in your request by making it your dick. Making sure your eyes are on him, he begins sucking on the silicone. The sight is so enjoyable that you almost don't want him to use the toy on you. Watching him suck your cock so needily and desperately both turns you on and validates you.

"What a good boy~ mm you look so pretty with your lips around a dick, baby. Like you were born for it."

"Yes, daddy. Thank you, Daddy."

There it is again. Man, it feels good. He has such an effect on you, to be able to take a word you passionately disliked and make it feel empowering to you. While you revel in the fact that he has such power over you even as a sub, he stops the act and slowly pushes the toy inside of you. You whine as it stretches you a bit, but he watches your face the whole time to ensure that you aren't in too much pain. When it's fully inside, he asks if it's okay to turn on the vibrations. You nod and he immediately presses the button to turn on the toy. Your body tightens at the power of the toy, but he keeps it going while rubbing his thumb over your swollen clit.

The intense combination of sensations hits you hard. Within minutes, your sensitive body reaches its peak again. Another orgasm rolls through you, stronger than the first thanks to the vibrations urging you along.

"There you go, Y/N. Let it all out."

His sultry tone in your ears adds to the mind fog as the toy's rumble brings your mind to a numbing emptiness. Hesitant to call this bliss, your body continues to shake and flex due to the overstimulation of the still-moving toy. He makes sure to bring you to a third orgasm before shutting off and removing the toy.

"Please fuck me, Mingi. Please~!" You beg as soon as you feel the emptiness left behind from the toy.

"I will, baby. I will."

He reaches back over to the nightstand, switching the toy out for the familiar crinkle wrapper of a condom. He quickly unwraps it, tossing the wrapper aside, and rolls it over himself, jerking himself off a bit before lining himself up with your opening. Despite going in slow, the stretch still stings as he bottoms out. You're still begging him to fuck you, begging him to take your body finally.

"I'm going to move, baby."

This time, he can't ask for permission but still tells you his intentions. His eagerness reaches its peak as he feels your walls holding him snugly. His strokes are hard but slow at first, in case you need to adjust. However, he quickly loses his cool, his pace becoming less consistent as the feeling of pleasure sweeps over you both.

"Just like that. Please, Mingi, don't stop. Don't stop."

As your final orgasm of the day hits, he groans out at the tightening. He continues for only another minute or so before he finds his high as well, with one final thrust reaching deep inside you. After a quick breath of recovery, he carefully pulls out of you, taking extra care to ensure that everything stays inside of the condom. He properly disposes of it before lying beside you, bringing his blanket over the two of you.

You cuddle and talk about everything that comes to mind, even a couple of deeper topics. However, time passes quickly, and he has work soon, so you can't stay in the position forever. He quickly rinses off in the shower, and you begin pulling your clothes back on.

When he returns to the room, he admits, "I want so badly to call off right now. If I didn't need the money, I would've loved to stay here longer with you."

Despite sharing the same sentiment, you encourage him to go to work. He sighs before kissing your forehead and agreeing that he has to even if he would rather not.

"We can always play again another day." You remind him.

"You're so right, actually. Maybe tomorrow."

You lightly hit his shoulder for the joke, but can't fully tell if he's joking. He drives you home before zooming off to work. You thank him for the good time before he leaves, adding that you'd be more than willing for another round whenever he'd like.

Only a couple of days go by before he asks whether you'd be free to hang out one night. You find the date oddly convenient, knowing that it's the longest night of the year, but you chalk it up to coincidence and tell him that you're free the whole day. Excitedly, he asks you to come stargazing with him, and you quickly accept.

You anxiously wait for the sunlit hours to pass, excited about both seeing the stars without the city's light pollution and spending more time alone with Mingi. Since you won't be doing too much, you dress simply in a T-shirt and some dark leggings. You wonder whether he'll also dress for comfort this time around, as you've only seen him in button-down shirts these days.

"Maybe he just likes wearing button-downs?" You deduce aloud, continuing, "He used to only wear graphic tees; maybe this is his new item to stick to."

As you smile at the memory of all the sarcastic T-shirts of his past, your phone pings. His message flashes on the screen, letting you know that he's leaving now, which means he'll be here to pick you up in about 15 minutes. You double-check that you have everything you might need - water, lip balm, keys, wallet, phone, mints. You know that the obsessive checking results from the slight anxiety you get whenever you wait for him, but you can't help it. After checking three times 'just in case,' you give it up. Standing up, you begin pacing the room and checking the clock in a habitual pattern that isn't any better. You know that there's nothing to worry about, and the anxiety fades as soon as you're with him, but this happens every time without fail.

You hear tires outside and get another message from Mingi saying that he's arrived, so you grab your bag and head out to his car. Just as usual, his presence calms you immediately. You greet him with a kiss on his cheek and a quick compliment about his ever-so-handsome face, and he laughs from a failure to accept it.

"Hello to you, too, pretty boy."

"No, no. You're the pretty boy. I'm just lucky to hang out with you."

He shakes his head at your insistence but doesn't continue the compliment volley. Rather, he begins the drive towards the mountains, asking if you're excited while pointing out how clear the sky is today.

The drive of about an hour passes calmly as you make light conversation over random topics. When you get a good way into the mountains, he pulls off the road and parks the car along the dirt and gravel side bank. With the moon brightly shining down and the stars twinkling clearly, you both take a silent moment to appreciate the scenery. After a while, you can feel his eyes on you, but you refuse to turn and make eye contact. Instead, you let the bittersweet feeling seep in a bit longer.

Breaking the silence before facing him, you muse, "I'll miss this. Hopefully, the mountains will give me views this beautiful when I move."

As you turn, you catch the boy beside you try to hide his smile. Regardless, he holds the eye contact and remains silent, so you continue to fill the emptiness with words from deep within your heart.

"No matter where I go, there's never going to be another you. I think that's what I'll miss most - you. I know I missed you these past years. I'm always going to hold you within my heart dearly. Despite timing acting against us, there will always be a part of me that hopes that we'll eventually end up together, that you aren't just the one that got away."

You catch the subtle change in his body language at the last comment thanks to the continued eye contact. The tension in his muscles pains you; you don't know how to accurately read his reaction. Is he shocked? Does he feel uncomfortable? Should you not have said it? Or, maybe, is he thinking similar thoughts? Is he conflicted over the fact that you're moving?

"Sorry. I think I rambled too much."

"No. Don't be sorry. I'm happy to hear your thoughts. It's just..." He trails off as he searches for the most appropriate word or phrase to articulate his thoughts properly, but he gives up with a shake of the head, continuing simply, "Complicated, I guess. I care for you so deeply, but there's always that fear mixed into the love of it all. I think subconsciously I always knew that you'd date me if I ever asked, but it's hard to think about how the two relationships I've had turned so sour that we aren't even friends anymore. I'm terrified of losing a life-long friend because we tried to become more than that."

The strength to keep up the eye contact dwindles as his words reach your ears. Suddenly, you feel tears streaming down your cheeks, but you refuse to wipe them away. Refuse to draw attention to them. The sentiment isn't shocking to hear - hell, you often share the same fear. But hearing it from him aloud feels so different to thinking it yourself. Adding to the fact that the only current option would be to deal with long distance on top of the layers of maneuvering a new relationship and its dynamics, it finally hits you that these hangouts and dates will turn into nothing but a fun fling.

Although you try your hardest to hide your silent tears, the moon betrays you by reflecting her light in the liquid.

"Hey, hey. Y/N, are you okay? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry. I just- fuck, I'm sorry."

Now that the secret is out, you wipe away the tears and throw a smile in his direction. You don't trust your voice not to crack and bring upon more tears from the current well in your throat, but you place your hand reassuringly atop his. You hope that your message comes across clearly, but he quickly uses that hand to tug you over the center console into a hug. As your ear rests against his chest, you hear his rushed pounding heartbeat mixed with the occasional chokeback of his own tears. Quietly, you stay together like this as his heart calms and the moon slowly progresses through the dark sky on this seemingly everlasting night.

Taking in what might be the last opportunity to be together like this.

[bywoo]

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AME

She/Her 17 INA/EN ok!

BYF fan account, mostly seventeen but sometimes i talk about other groups randomly, soft block to unfollow

DFI fit the basic dfi criteria, -15 (you can ask me first and current are ok), you don't have basic info on your profile, prefer small account sorry, you hate my ults, we don't share the same interests

INTERESTS SEVENTEEN Wonwoo Hoshi, TXT Yeonjun, ENHYPEN Jay and GGS (BlackPink, Le Sserafim, NewJeans, Aespa, ITZY, STAYC, LOONA, Red Velvet and many more), i also like KhhRNB, animanga, Vtubers, and i play Ensemble Stars

[xjoonchildx]

Pretzel anon: Pretzel boy became Student Body President and I got to see him a lot more… but he was still a student. It wasn’t like there was no fraternization, but he was also a leader in one of the Frats on campus. I work in an office on the university campus. This could’ve all turned out in my favor if I didn’t have an age complex. #rip to my fake values. Imagine someone writing this fic… I could live vicariously to a would could have been. ❤️😂 ❤️‍🩹🥨 AND I AGREE JEON JUNGKOOK FOR PRETZEL BOY 2022!!!!!!

THIS IS A FIC! (except in the fic, you get the happy ending 🤣)

fair enough that you had an age complex but listen, daydreams are safe and free 🤣🤣🤣 in my mind, pretzel boy is this version of jay kay:

😭😭😭

[nomniki]

🌸 jake sim college smau ♡ ^ ㅇ ^

۫    ⊹   . ۫     🛼  ꒰   your roommate overhears you crying over maths homework, and luckily his super smart buddy jake is more than willing to tutor you, free of charge! that is until his ex—girlfriend mistakes you for his new girlfriend, and suddenly jake’s found a way you can repay him.

✉️   taglist  inapplicable bc it’s over !

✉️   duration  jan 16 – may 16

✉️   bonus  which wtio character am i quiz linked on the letter emoji cuties

the mathia 🗯️ seven super girls

0. prologue

jake the tutor

welcome home cheater

hi partner

math anti

this didn’t age very well

don’t worry just follow my lead

for you i bleed myself dry

jake 1 everyone else 0

crying crying crying

getting to know each other’s bodies

#yanderebfs

yn replacement era

wikihow

you’re down bad

best girl frfr

kim sunoo watch your back

you give me the feels or wtv

sabotage

pack it up shawn mendes

to all the boys i’ve loved before

oh party party yeah

spin the bottle

lightbulb moment

bro code

shovel talk

lee heeseung i love you

pink heart emojis

operation sojhwgi

deez feelings

no harm no foul

drama expert

sunsun detective agency

betjayer

proud swiftue

cringe

he’s so cool

house of cards

just be honest

i love you too, i think

for real this time

unrelated bonus chapter

nomniki © 2023.

[sanjoongie]

lmao way to find the silver lining in your colorblindness. I really enjoyed this whiney but good boy Jisung heheheh thank you jay so much, you really did make me happy with this. AND GODS DON'T WORRY ABOUT WRITING ME ANYTHING 😢 you sweetheart

My Darling

Submission #5 for Arousal August held by @wooyoungmybelovedhusband and @taehyungisminee

☂️Pairing: Stray Kids, Jisung x Reader (f)

☂️Au/Trope: yandere trope, neighbors to lovers

☂️Rating: 18+ MDNI, smut

☂️Warnings: voyeurism kink, ⚠YANDERE THEMES⚠= spying, hacking, stealing your sex toys, mentions of locking you up until you love him BEWARE, oral (f receiving), degradation kink, penetrative sex with barrier, masturbation, sex toys, anal play (f receiving), dom!reader, sub!Jisung

☂️Synopsis: one chance encounter with Jisung as you move into your new apartment begins a one sided love that turns into obsession

☂️Word Count: 1,250

☂️Dedication: @mejuii & @downtoamagicalland thank you my darling betas

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Jisung was utterly hopelessly in love with you. He was blown away when you banged into him while moving in and he’s been in love with you ever since. Sure, his love could be called an obsession, you didn’t actually know his name nor that you were his neighbor, nor the hidey hole that he had dug to peer into your room.

Jisung, by some intense digging and a little rusty hacking skills, figured out that the layout to each apartment was mirrored. Which meant that the two of you shared a wall in your bedrooms. Jisung didn’t actually peer into your room, per say. He set up a tiny camera lens and the video fed into a program that he watched on the daily while he worked for his online security firm in his apartment.

At first, Jisung was just curious about you, his darling. Did you hum while you cleaned? What was your favorite color you tended to wear? Which side of the bed did you sleep on? What days did you shower? Then those thoughts got dirty when he caught footage of you masturbating. And you were not a vanilla girl--oh no. Jisung was salivating when he watched you use your egg vibrator and put it in your ass. The dildo you had? A monster tentacle thing that had a suction cup that you set up against the wall and you fucked yourself on it. The list of kinks was a long one.

Jisung was practically giddy. There wasn’t a lot Jisung said no to. He could be whatever you wanted. He was desperate to hear you whisper his name when you masturbated but you frustratingly never did. Did you not love him? Was he not good enough? Suddenly all the toys pissed him off. So he hacked your electric keypad, went into your apartment and stole them all.

He watched greedily as you were flabbergasted when all your toys were gone but what were you going to do? Were you going to report to your landlord that a thief had come into your apartment and stole all your sex toys?

Of course, who did your landlord send to fix up your electronic keypad but Jisung himself. He didn’t pay any rent while he took care of all the cyber/electronic security of the apartment building. You absolutely adored Jisung, he could tell. You laughed at all his jokes, throwing your head back and your belly laugh was adorable. When you two exchanged social media info--which Jisung already had, duh--he knew he was in a perfect position now.

The first time you called him over for a booty call, he was so excited, he was practically vibrating. He had to remember to add in ‘travel time’ so that you didn’t figure out that he was your neighbor. Jisung was so desperate to get inside you, to feel how wet and slippery you were for him. But the more nervous he was, the more it pushed his persona up of being the charming, confident security tech guy. So he let you fuck him on your bed, reverse cowgirl, where he kept his arms crossed behind his head and your hands braced on his ankles as you rode him.

But when Jisung watched the footage back, he wasn’t satisfied. What he hadn't seen was the totally bored expression on your face and the obvious hint that you had faked your orgasm. His persona had not worked. Of course it hadn't! You were his darling. You were made for him and clearly you needed his genuine self. How silly of Jisung to pretend to be someone, anyone other than himself.

So, even though it took some cajoling, Jisung convinced you to invite him over for a second booty call. He was his genuine self, smiling nervously and offering you flowers. Your disposition changed from one of discontent to hopeful.

When you took him to your bed, Jisung suggested the face-to-face position, the opposite of spooning. You looked at him quizzically after he ate you out to your first orgasm but agreed to it. Jisung ran his hand down the side of your face when he entered you and groaned loudly. He pressed his lips together and closed his eyes, because if felt so fucking good to finally be inside of you.

“Are you okay?” Your melodic voice asked.

“You feel so good,” Jisung whimpered.

You flexed your hips and Jisung gasped. “Wait, I’m not ready! Wai--” Jisung whined as you clenched down on him.

“Something wrong?” You purred this time and Jisung shivered. He knew it. All he had to do was act like his true self and you would thrive.

“Your pussy is so good to me,” Jisung babbled, “I can barely--hold off--”

“Aw,” You said in a degrading voice, “You gonna nut inside of me just being in there?”

Jisung’s eyes almost rolled into the back of his head. “No,” He said with a frown.

You began to wave your hips, moving Jisung in and out of you and Jisung cried out. “Please!”

“Are you even going to make it before I come?” You tsked.

Jisung’s eyes snapped up to meet yours, well aware of how you didn’t come the first time you two had sex. “You have to come before me.”

You chuckled. “Is that a fact?”

Jisung put on a face of determination, which you found cute. “I can do it.”

Jisung gasped and groaned as you set the pace, enjoying the feel of his dick moving in and out of your pussy. His gaze never left your face as he continued to pet and stroke your head, like he had longed to do since the first day he found you masturbating. The image of you holding the back of your thighs, your legs spread and the silicone strap trailing from your anus took him by surprise and he almost came.

“I’m close, Jisung, just hold on a bit longer,” You encouraged him.

“I can do it,” Jisung repeated again and again, trying not to buck into your warmth and speed up his orgasm.

You watched with amusement as Jisung stopped thinking and just focused on your pussy. He was a babbling mess, his mouth never stopped running, but all his words were about your pussy. Drool cutely came out the corners of his mouth and tiny uh uh uh’s as you searched out your own release. You came quietly, too used to masturbating in the quietness of your room. Jisung was able to watch as your eyebrows furrowed and your feet went to points but you, alas, still didn’t say his name.

True to his word, he didn’t come until you had your orgasm. Jisung let out a sigh of content and literally nutted as soon as he felt your pussy walls flutter around his sensitive cock. He cried out with a desperate noise. He unloaded in the condom that you insisted he wear. He wished you had let him fuck you raw. Nothing like a creampie to claim a darling.

“That’s so much better than masturbating to your masturbating,” Jisung sighed. “Still not going to return your toys though. Haven’t heard you say my name while you came.”

“...what?!” You said in surprise.

Oops, the cat was out of the bag now. Luckily he had complete control over your electronic lock. Nothing a few hours of tying you up and convincing you he loved you utterly and completely wouldn’t fix. He hoped.

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honorary jisung tag: @kwanisms

[yeeunjia]

Hiiii BFF ‼️👋🏻 how are you doing<33

N knee ways I've have a request on enha reacts🤔 ( if it's still open)

How would enha react if their actor!s/o is a part of mcu ( their character is like Dr. strange's apprentice something)

Also how would they react if their actor!s/o is in a movie like My name and has badass fight scenes👀

Pls take urself and be healthy bff :]

-🥨 anon

▬▬ [𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐍] 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐒/𝐎 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄

PAIRING : idol!enha x idol&actor!gn!reader

▬▬ GENRE : fluff // crack !! ▬▬  WARNINGS : cursing/swearing // one mention of blood // mentions of the reader getting in a fight (?) !! ▬▬ ⌕ i genuinely loved this request!! TT 'my name' is also one of my favorite series which is also probably why i got excited when i saw this request DSHJSDK nee ways, as for the other request, i'm writing it in a separate post! <'3

% .. heeseung !!

- oh my god. the smile he has on when you told him that the movie is already out!! heeseung has always wanted to see it especially because his s/o is the main lead and your fandom won't even stop talking about it too. ◜▿◝ he would be really excited and immediately drags you to the couch to watch it with him!

- holds your hand while watching and compliments you whenever you're in the scene! his expression turns into a worried one once the fighting scene shows up, though. don't get him wrong, he thinks that you looked cool but some of the actions were also real. ’ ᵔ ‘ he was about to ask you about the scene but when he turns in your direction, you were there trying not to laugh. when you noticed him staring, you immediately failed to hold your laugh and burst into laughter while explaining how you and your co-actor's wig fell off multiple times while filming the scene. he didn't even get to ask a question but he's glad that you had fun anyways!! % .. jay !!

- before the movie was even released, this boy tried to spoil the heck out of you just to get some spoilers. still, none of the gifts nor affection worked so he was stuck with waiting (｡ᐤヮᐤ｡) + you wanted it to be a surprise so you didn't tell him that the movie has been released already. he'd cling onto you 24/7 and talk about how he's been seeing posts about how the movie is already released. he got a bit too upset afterwards so you eventually just gave up and decided to watch it together!

- buys tons of snacks when you finally allowed him to watch it with you. + you could tell that his focus was right on the movie only. still, you also noticed how he'd smile whenever you'd be in the scene!! when the fight scene shows up, he literally felt tense. "(Y/N), DID YOU ACTUALLY KICK HIM WHAT THE FUCK?" jay screams. you laughed at first and you didn't mind it at all but all the scream became too much when 5 minutes of the fight scene has passed and he's still not getting over the fact that his s/o % .. jake !!

- this baby didn't even forget the day of the trailers or the release of the final movie. you were against with how he wanted to watch it at first knowing how he gets scared easily. he agrees but still insisted on watching it! he would wake you up just to watch it with you. showers you with compliments too many times even when the movie isn't even starting yet! he'd wrap you in his arms while giving you little pecks too!

- he'd flinch + scream when you get hit. he knows that you're all just acting but just like heeseung, he'd also be worried. his expressions basically looks like something like this : (｡◕‿◕｡) ... (⊙＿⊙) ... (ᗒᗩᗕ) !! still, his mood changes immediately when the fight scene was over. he'd give you "that" look before showering you with hundreds of compliments again! he wouldn't even care if he starts complimenting you wayy too much. he's just so proud of his s/o!! % .. sunghoon !!

- this sneaky boy had the audacity to act like he didn't mind much at first. although, in your vlive, when he sees you talking about how the movie has already been released, he actually couldn't believe that you actually didn't tell him about the release date. perhaps all the teasing actually got too far? he made sure to apologize but decided to immediately watch it first!

- his mouth literally drops. everything about the movie is too perfect and he even admits it himself. the plot, ost, and basically just everything is *chef's kiss* to him. he can't even believe the fact that you actually look cooler than him which bugs him a little ^_^" you went in his room exactly when the fight scene was starting. you were trying to hold on for your life by trying not to laugh when he looks at the screen with pure disgust whenever you'd get hit and turns into a proud smirk whenever it's you who's hitting the other character. % .. jungwon !!

- there hasn't been a single day wherein wonie didn't check his notifs incase your move is already out. when he got the information about the release date, he immediately does his best to plan the PERFECT movie date! he'd get everything you'd want and make sure you'd be comfy. he doesn't mind if he has to rent a movie theater or make the perfect spot for you two at home!

- he'd try not to show how excited he is. despite all the excitement he's feeling, he still wants to seem like a cool boyfriend (˘◡˘) his dimples would show whenever he'd smile so widely and it genuinely made you want to poke his cheeks!! looks over to you and back to the screen when your fighting scene appears. "(Y/N, THAT WAS SO COOL I-" he doesn't continue what he wanted to say when he saw you smile at him and immediately gets flustered instead!! ◜▿◝ % .. sunoo !!

- imagine those little claps and happy cheering he does when you invite him to watch the movie! we all know that ddeounu is a BIG fan of k-dramas and he immediately got delighted when he found out that you'd also be the main lead. (๑˃ᴗ˂) instantly makes you leave your dance practice just to keep him company while watching it! TT has this really wide smile on even if the movie is just starting. his smile becomes wider and wider as time passes, especially when it's your scene!

- tried to calm himself down when the fight scene was starting. he didn't even care about the amount of blood at this point, he was so focused on how cool and attractive you looked! he wouldn't stop talking about how he enjoyed that specific scene and would even brag about it to his members!! also, the next time you go on his phone, you'd see all the edits from the movie he secretly saved (〃ꇴ〃) % .. niki !!

- a part of him actually felt upset when you wouldn't allow him to know about the release date or the movie's plot. he didn't even want to seem like he's actually looking forward to it (it's for the sake of his ego, PLSS) so he tries his best to keep his cool while asking you members and co-stars about it! still, they didn't give him a proper answer. all they kept replying was "(y/n) wants it to be a secret!" quite unfortunate for him. he wanted to keep track of it, after all. >.<

- with the help of your fandoms, he finally finds out about the release date! he didn't even tell you as a way of his so-called "revenge" !! he made sure that you were asleep before he took his phone and earphones out to watch it. he thought you were asleep, therefore, he decided to not hide any of the emotions he was feeling. not even all the excitement. little did he know, all the moving actually made you wake up. please, you saw him taking TONS of screenshots when he was watching your fight scene! immediately pretends to be asleep when he hears you say his name. also, he never plans on telling you that he has seen the movie already. ⊂◉‿◉つ

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