#slxtmeri

[toiletwipes]

ok hear me out.

wilbur who finds out you have a thing for his hands one day as you are fake wrestling with him, he playfully wraps one of his hands around your throat and squeezes, and the smallest of whines comes out of your mouth. (he heard it tho)

you immediately got super flustered and he just chuckled at you at first, but then decides to take advantage of this newfound knowledge.

so he places his hand on your throat again as you give him a confused look, but the confusion was quickly swept away as he leans down and molds his lips to yours, all the while gently choking you.

you let out a whimper, louder this time and he smirks against your lips.

needless to say, he definitely takes advantage of the fact that he can rile you up so easily with a simple touch.

AHSBXHXKDK

......... why am I sliding down my seat........

NO BECAUSE AAHAHAJEJFJFJSKDJFNSNSMFNSKSMFNKSMDNFJEJDJFJRHDHSKAKSJDJDJAKDBRUJFSJKSJFGK

What I would give.... for this......

No because not only is this my dream BUT. imagine he uses it to his advantage like whenever you're cooking and he comes up behind you, resting his hand against your throat to pull you closer to him and he holds you all sensually and you're so so warm so he doesn't want to leave, slowly squeezin. But you're still fucking cooking and so at some point you gotta whimper out, because let's be honest- your voice isn't gonna be worth shit if he comes up and choke you gently out of nowhere, "will, the food-" and he's like oh yeah, don't worry, you can carry on, and kisses your temple and THEJ KEAVES. LEAVES LIKE AS ASS. WHO KNOWS WHAT HES DOING.

[slxtmeri]

𝐡𝐢, 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞

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sapnap is such a tiny guy but i'm tiny too we can be tiny together ☹☹

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[wiipes]

on the contrary, thank you for putting the white boy on my dash i love him so much i have a crush on him i love him oh my fucking god ugh

yoouuuuu are welcome. Just doing my part <333 he makes my heart flatline <33

[hyunsvngs]

JUNO???? THE SPIDERHAN FIC

i log into tumblr to see this masterpiece uploaded and holy fuck… the mutual pining, switch!jisung (i’m a whore for switch jisung holy fuck), the PETNAMES???

probably gonna spend my time rereading this over and over 😽 that was amazing

my han stan heart is happy

AHHH THANK YOU OMFGJKTG SO HAPPY KEIWKDKEKEN THANK U!!

[starlanes]

hi moot, i feel like ted would totally be into choking. his hands are so sjshhsnsjsdnjd

i have such a huge hand kink it's abnormal

hands wrapped around your throat as he tugs your face closer to his, lips tauntingly close to your own

“you can take it.”

[loversj0y]

just saw the other person say they're wearing jorts

and realized that i am too.

jort storm

LETS FUCKING GOO JORTERRRSSSSSS

god bless the jort wearers

[starlanes]

i love us 🫶🤎

what made u guys pick ur url's !

[toiletwipes]

I KNOW AND I FEEL LIKE RARE IS SO UNDERRATED also yeah my music taste is all over the place... it's eminem now

anyways how has ur day been wipes!

RIGHT????? It's just. AUGH.

Ooooh nice nice and you know what, it just be like that. My friend is like the definition of emo and you wouldn't know that she has an entire bookshelf of kpop albums that she bought. Easily a thousand spent on them. She is planning to buy mote btw

Also today has uh. Been a fucking day alfjsjdjdb

[slxtmeri]

𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎

hi, i'm meri.

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sexuality: ?

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[milkteabinniechan]

♡caught - han jisung

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warnings: masturbation, pillow humping

a/n: hannie is so fun to write for! disclaimer: if you don't like pillow fucking, read something else please!! That being said, I hope y'all enjoy this installment<333

"Mm.. fuck." Jisung's hand was moving at a quickened pace. The shirt between his teeth was starting to soak.

Jisung's legs were also starting to shake. He knew what that meant. He knew he was close. The typical images flashed through his mind as his slick palm squeezed his shaft. The impending orgasm was glaringly close, he threw his head back and waiting for the-

"Hey, Jisung! Can I borrow your phone charg-" Minho stood in the doorway, mouth agape.

Jisung quickly grabbed his pillow and covered his bare lap and his impossibly hard cock. His face was growing in redness by the second. His cheeks burning as he and Minho held eye contact.

"Uh, nevermind," Minho finally spoke, "clearly you're... busy." His smirk lingered as he slowly shut Jisung's bedroom door.

Jisung's ears burned as he held tight to the pillow laying strategically on his lap. His cock twitched eagerly, pleading for attention. He tried desperately to think of something else to make the raging, pulsating monster die down beneath him. There was no way he could finish now. Now that Minho knows what he was doing. He had probably already told the rest of the guys what he was doing too.

His rigid length moved ongoing from under the pillow. A frustrated growl left his lips as he slowly moved the soft fabric around. The pillowcase stroked his tip, making his hips buck up and pierce the fluff filled cushion. Jisung whimpered faintly as his hips continued to press into the pillow. His hand open and holding the cushion in place.

Fuck, this feels so good. Too good. His thoughts were swarming and swirling. I forgot how great this feels, Jesus, I can't last much longer...

Jisung had found his perfect speed again, pushing flawlessly into the plush of the pillow. He could feel his thighs shaking again, the knot in his stomach achingly praying for a release. Please, please... Jisung whined into his shirt, returned to his mouth, now pinched fully between his teeth. Saliva dripped down his bottom lip and made a perverse dollop onto the textile of the white pillowcase.

Fluid spread like a dream across his bare lap. His seed now coating his thighs in a glossy, pornographic display. He let the pillow fall to the floor as he hung from the chair in exhaustion, his arms dangling at his side. A smile slowly crossed his face. He contemplated joining the rest of the guys in the living room. He figured everyone was home now, or visiting. Instead he just lied there in his chair, enjoying what was left of the high of that perfect fucking orgasm.

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[pray4saint]

My friend, do you think you could write something for dteam and chucky sammy about if they were having to sleep on the couch or something after an argument?

in the doghouse

masterlist & descrip. tv-ma. 15+. arguments. established relationships. bf!ted, bf!charlie, bf!schlatt. suggestive endings for ted & charlie, fluffy ending with schlatt.

started july 29th, finished sept 5th.

a/n. i'm writing dteam and chuckle sammy separately so here's chuckle sammy, tags: @st4rrybear & @slxtmeri

a/n 2. took like, a month off from writing this but here it FINALLY IS / as i'm finishing this, all of these feel a little out of character, esp schlatt's bc it was rushed but WHATEVER, lmk what you think

ted nivison

you don't even tell him anything, you just bring out a pillow and a blanket to the living room

your boyfriend laughs, ”are you serious?” you nod, ”as a fuckin' heart attack.” your arms remain crossed while you turn to storm off to the bedroom. he looks at your fleeting figure almost questioningly, like it still confuses him. at least until you slam the door behind you, then it becomes so much more real.

unfortunately for ted, he knew he couldn't sleep without you in his arms, or at the very least by his side. after a moment of thought and going back and forth over if it was really worth it to upset you again, he made his way down the hall and pushed the door open without a second thought. his eyes are trained on the floor when he first speaks, ”y/n, angel, honey–” and then he gets choked up, his gaze moving up to you, bare-chested. ”ted i told you to sleep on the couch!” you cross your arms over your chest and ted shakes his head, stepping closer to you. ”you know i can't do that.” he doesn't stop, his steps only getting closer. his arms find their way to yours, and his eyes train themselves on yours. ”teddy, go.” you pull one hand away and point behind him at the door. ”i can't do that either.”

you sigh, trying to keep your angered tone. ”and why is that?”

”because i'm not used to sleeping without you.” he puts on his best dramatics with his next words. ”if you send me back out there, my love, i'll just wait for you to fall asleep and find my way back in here to sleep with you anyways.” you try so hard to bite back the smile that wants so badly to peek out and say hi to him.

with matched dramatics, you let out another sigh. ”fine, but you're gonna have to make it up to me, you know that right?” you look up at him, smile tugging at your lips, and he pulls your chest flush against his chest. he leans down, voice barely a whisper in your ear. ”can i start now?” you nod breathlessly, and ted's lips attach to your neck. ”your wish is my command angel.” oh.

charlie slimecicle

'you know what charlie? you can sleep on the couch tonight.'

he yells back at you. ”but baby, i'm sorry!” you suck air in through your teeth, shaking your head at him. ”it's too late now charlie, now i'm going to bed, i suggest you get some rest.”

charlie waits for you to get back to the bedroom, genuinely debating with himself if he should just sleep on the couch and give you space or go on and beg for forgiveness. ultimately, charlie decided he'd try to sleep on the couch, alone, without you. the thought of it alone sent shivers down his spine and chills up his arms.

your boyfriend tossed and turned on the couch, trying to get comfortable, but he just couldn't. not without you. he sat up, groggy. then his head whipped around at the sound of your footsteps padding down the hallway. the flick of a light switch and the buzz of the lightbulb turned on revealed your figure, sloppily walking in, trying not to wake up too much. but it was too late for charlie, now he was invested in getting back in bed next to you.

he trotted his way back into the bedroom, trying to think of any and every possible solution to make you forgive him.

”y/n?” you jump back when you hear his voice combined with the feeling of his hands on your hips, pulling you closer. ”charlie what the fuck? you scared me.” his shoulders slump down, oops. ”i need you to forgive me. please? i'm sorry.” your eyes adjusted to the darkness quickly and when they did, you could see charlie sat on the bed, legs crossed, hands reached out to thumb circles into your sides, eyes trained on your face even in the dark.

”baby–” you place your hands on his shoulders and he lets out a deep breath. in all honesty, you'd forgotten your anger at him an hour ago, but you still knew he was like soft clay in your hands and under your gaze. ”i can forgive you, no problem, but..” his eyes brightened up and you could feel how his hands tensed against your hips. ”i need to know how you're gonna make it up to me.” your hands flip up so it's just your fingertips dancing along his shoulders. your tone is laced with faux patronisation but he doesn't pick up on it. his hands squeeze at your sides before moving around the front of the waistband of your underwear. ”maybe..” you pull the edge of your bottom lip under your upper teeth with a smile. ”that could work.”

jschlatt

'you can sleep your ass on the couch tonight.'

schlatt tilts his head at you with this condescending look. ”drop the attitude.” at his statement, you return to your argument, getting in his face about it. he tries to bite back the amused smile tugging at his lips at how upset you are before he reaches for your arm, holding you still. ”did'ya not hear me doll?” he pauses for a second, looking down at you. ”drop the fuckin' attitude.”

you have to fight the urge to laugh. ”yeah, no. i recognise that tone, you're not domming your way out of this one.” even though you said it, you weren't a hundred percent sure if you meant it, but still, you held your ground. your boyfriend groans, and his tone of voice changes. ”baby are you serious?” he's almost pleading, and it surprised you how quickly his attitude went from trying to fuck his way out of trouble to being seemingly on the verge of tears. you nod at the taller man, ”yeah. i'll bring you a pillow and a blanket.” you tell him, shaking your arm out of his hard grip before rubbing gently over the spot on your arm.

”but.. no. no no no.” he's calmer now, but still upset. he follows you all the way back to your bedroom. ”i'm sorry baby.” he says almost sheepishly and for a moment, you consider just letting it go, after all; you knew he didn't realise how important the argument was to you. but you had to hold your ground, it'd been a mistake you'd made in past relationships. ”sorry for what j?” you ask, turning around in the doorway to face him – or more accurately, look up at him. despite how much bigger he was than you, you and him both knew that you were in charge here, and despite how difficult it was to get it out, he apologised, again.

”see, now was that so hard?” you ask, a smile spreading across your face as your hands reach up to hold his cheeks. he scoffs and fights the urge to roll his eyes. ”n-no.” you pull his face closer to yours and press a small kiss to his lips. ”you can come to bed later, alright?” he perks up and moves his arms around you, nodding with a wide grin. by later, you meant when he was actually ready to go to bed because you know streamers (no matter how rare they stream), basically nocturnal. ”i love you sweetheart.”

pray4saint© do not copy, translate or repost my work without my express permission.

[hyunsvngs]

i'm in shock holy shit??? the last chapter was so good what the fuck 😭

THANK YOU SO MUCH :D IM SO GLAD TOU ENJOYED IT!! FRAT SEUNGMIN IS ONE IM RLY EXCITED TO WORK ON & SHARE BC ITS GONNA BE ALSO FILTHY

♡ juno

[dontfindmerain]

ily

um-

What about-

What about some angst? Like- anything you wants, just angst

ohohoho

you have no idea what you've done >:)

"Hey, it's Wil, can't answer the phone right now, so leave a message and I'll get back to you when I can. BEEP." You hang up the phone without bothering to leave a message.

He’s been on tour with his band for weeks now and hasn’t messaged you or called you once, which was extremely worrying after you had met at the local coffee shop at least once every week for the past year. Maybe you were just being unreasonably worried, but you shot him a text anyway.

‘hey im sorry ive been calling u so much

just worried cus we havent talked since u left

hope u r doing ok :)’

He opened it. He opened it. Your heart beat quickly when the typing bubble popped up, grateful that he was finally responding.

And it sunk to your stomach immediately when his response glared back at you from your screen.

‘ok’

What? That’s it? After all that concern, all the pacing, all the tears, that was what he had to say? ‘Ok’?

What the fuck?

You were furious, and saddened but that didn't matter. How could he ignore you for so long and then respond like that? You had been considering surprising him by flying out to see the last leg of the tour tomorrow, but now…

No. You would still go, maybe he was just busy and exhausted from the constant moving around.

When you get to the barricade, waiting for Lovejoy to come on stage, your heart is racing. And when Wilbur walks out? You swear to gods there is no one else in the world.

He is incredibly happy, glowing in the wave of cheers radiating from the crowd. The only thing you can do is stare in awe the entire concert. You can barely hear the music, only a faint buzz as your mind is filled with him.

When it’s over and Mark leads you backstage to visit Wil, you run up to him, spilling out congratulations and praise for how great he is at this. Sorries falling from your lips for not going to every show. You stop when he gently grabs your wrist and takes you to a private room.

“What are you doing here?” he mutters, his face a mixture of confusion and… annoyance? What?

“I came to support you, Wilbur! And I’m so glad I did because you guys were fant-”

“Okay, okay, stop.” His tone was too firm. Too angry.

Silence washed over you and mingled with fear. Did you really upset him?

“I get that you want to support me and that we’re friends and all but did you have to come here? Especially backstage? I mean, for gods’ sake, you couldn’t have waited until I got back to england?”

You didn’t know what to say, you wanted to see him, to tell him…

“I came here because…

because I love you, Wilbur.”

He just looked at you for a moment, and then sighed. “Goddammit, darli- Y/n. I should've known,” he brought his hands up to his face and dragged them down in exasperation, “Y/n, I don’t… you’re like a sister to me, yeah? I don’t know where this,” he gestured wildly at you, “infatuation came from, but it needs to stop. You’re a great friend really, but I don’t feel that way about you.”

Your heart dropped to your stomach, the evidence of your hurt painted across your face and his annoyance resting on his.

“I… I think I’ll go now,” you whisper quietly, needing to leave before the tears began.

“No- come on now, darling- Don’t go, lets talk about this-” but you were already walking, no, running away from him. You ran out into the dark night, the streets were busy and you didn’t know where you were, you just kept running and running and running-

And you didn’t see that car. It didn’t see you either.

[starlanes]

hi, honey, we're moots now! saw ur page and it looks super cool! i may send in an ask sometime 🙏🙏

omg thank you!! ditto i love you're page too soso cute

[e1izaaxkles]

ted who makes you ride him with your hands tied behind your back, so he has to grip your hips and guide your movements

TY MERI

(I don’t feel like putting the genre and shit lol)

{F!reader}

Restraints

“Ted-” You mutter as he sucks on your neck, he had just gotten back from going to every Margaritaville and you missed him, to say the least. You guys were on your shared bed, a rope beside the two of you. His stubble scratched your neck making a very pleasurable feeling. His shirt was laying on the floor along with your shirt and shorts as he started to take off your bra, once he got it off he threw it on the floor and pulled away from your neck. “T-Ted please- n-need you..” You whimper as his lips move down to your breast. After a while, you’re sat in front of Ted, back towards him as he ties your wrists together. Now his pants are on the floor along with your underwear and his boxers. He lays down and grabs your hips. “Come on, angel.” He says as he puts you on top of him, a whimper escaping your lips. “Fuck- so tight.” He groans as he begins to bounce you up and down as whines and whimpers leave your lips, soft grunts leaving his. Ted’s hand finds itself in your hair, bringing you down for a kiss before he starts to thrust up into you, holding your hips firmly. He makes you grind on him as you begin to babble “p-please- fuck- m’gonna cum- please,” You moan, his pace gets sloppy as you clench around him. “Go on, angel. Cum for me.” You can’t help but whine when he says this, cumming on his cock as his thrusts get slower. He cums inside you, the warm liquid filling your senses before he lays you beside him, untying your restraints. “You did so good, love.” He smiles at you as he brings you into his arms. “Such a good girl.” He mumbles as he kisses your head. He then lets go of you and gets up, walking into the bathroom and after a few minutes coming back and picking you up, bringing you into the bathroom and placing you in the tub. He cleans you then himself and after he cleans the two of you, you find yourselves in bed, cuddled together as you sleep soundly.

(Sorry if this is shit I might’ve rushed parts of it 🥲)

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