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xoteajays · 1 year ago

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Don't get me wrong. I don't have a problem with canon characters for the most part.. Unless that character annoys me too much. Because I get easily annoyed by people and characters enough as it is anyway.

But I don't know. Never really cared about canon relationship though, especially not any canon ships that I would ever want to read about at all. I've always preferred any original characters and insert characters though, especially insert characters if those stories are the last resort for most fandoms. I don't know why. But I have always been like that.

I'm always very desperate enough to read about fandoms, characters and whoever or whatever else to read about it. Never enough content for certain fandoms and characters. Especially the fandoms I enjoy.

If I'm honest.. I was surprised how long the episodes were, not that I'd complain. But usually for shows like this, the first and last episodes, a premiere and finale episodes, are usually the longer episodes. So I will say that I was really surprised every episode is longer than I thought it would be. But I'm still enjoying the series though. That's my opinion.

Apparently I'm more attracted to romantic men that I thought.. There are those men who protect the weak, like women, and they also know how to care for them. Maybe I consider romantic? But it is definitely a type for me. And I hate how most real men aren't like fictional men.

I hate to be that person. But I will rarely ever read stories without any smut. Because that's part of the reason why I would want to read any stories for that character. Smut, action, maybe action. Depends what the genre is.. But I might read just about any genre, if smut is also the genre included in that story. I'm picky about that. That's a preference. My preferences. And I need to stop being repetitive when conversing.

The Sadness is definitely one of the more fucked up horror movies I'd seen, besides the Hostile movies. If you enjoyed those Hostile movies though. But, if you're uncomfortable with those movies, then I'd have to say don't watch The Sadness.. Because it is even more violent than the Hostile movies. Both movies are completely fucked up movies.

That reminds me of The Raid movies. Have you ever watched movies like that? More Asian action movies that I'd have to recommend again to everyone. The Raid (both movies), Headshot and The Night Comes For Us. They have the same actors. Amazing choreography fights just like any other Asian series. So I would also recommend those movies.

I've never watch Squid Games or Midnight, so I can't comment on the actor much. I don't know Wi Ha-joon well enough to comment on him as an actor.. I might be the only person who has never watched Squid Games at all. But I do know about it. I know enough about the show.

I don't have Disney. But whenever I get the chance to watch the show - The Worst Of Evil show, I'll give the show a chance whenever I could watch it. If the show actually ends up on any other channels or sites.

What didn't work out well?

Definitely. The moment Kuryu found out Smoky's health was actually worsening by the time, they already planned to kill him since Smoky's the physical evidence of that illness. Along with Eri too, but they have never known about her at the time. Besides the fact they knew there's other survivors with that same illness, which is why they were killing a lot of people at the clinical buildings (when Eri ran away at the time).

I feel like Hyuga might be the only leader who wouldn't care about the handouts to Takeshi. I could see Cobra, Murayama and Rocky as their more helpful leaders in this sitation. Possibly Kohaku and Tsukumo, if it came from the older generational leaders too. Maybe. But definitely those three. But.. Obviously, like you said, his closets people in his life would be the ones to tell him to become a leader with his methods as opposed to someone else's methods. A different leader from Smoky.

I'll tell you more scenes when I remember other scenes but especially since I'm rewatching the movies again... I've seen the whole franchise way too many times to count. But, for some reason, my mind is blank at the moment. My mind has been scattered lately. I don't know why.

Who knows. I don't know. But, as the days ago on, even more people have become horrible people. Without bringing too much of the more current events into our conversation. Aren't most people supposed to work together during difficult times, not against each other? Maybe a lot of things changed in this world. Because that's what it seems like.. People never seem to give any compassion to others anymore. So I'm sure this is one of the reasons why I've become completely apathetic, about everyone and everyone. I don't care about anymore. That's how I am now. Now I'm someone who really complains, "Back in my day...".

Don't know about you. But I was raised on discipline. If I did any thing horrible, I was punished repeated until I stopped doing those horrible things. Most of my family is strict, disciplined, and any word like that.

Those people need discipline. But, for some reason, it's inhumane for you to discipline your children now. And I do not mean using a belt to beat them. But maybe being grounded until they stop. Or something.

I don't know.

But that's how it is here... At least in my neighborhood. Those horrible things people younger than me, I would never imagine doing. And if a lot of them were caught doing those things, then they'll just get slaps on the wrist types of punishments. They are really horrible parents.

My aunt's like this with her children. And none of us can tolerate her.

Actually. There were types of teachers, or whatever the occupation is, where they would drive around the town searching for students who's playing hooky just so they would drag them back to school. Not me. I have always went to school, minus the days I never went in school - a sick day or doctor's appointment. Like I said, my family is really strict.

Which is why I hate my family.

I might have to top you about 'discipline' in school. If you consider the situation a disciplinary incident for me.. So back when I was in middle school, I was in fourth grade. This was during lunch. A classmate who had lunch at the same time as me was complaining he is hungry, that he didn't eat enough. So I shared my food with him. He started a food fight with the food I gave him. Even though he was the one who really started the food fight, but I got blamed because it was my food that's been used in the food fight. I was the only one out of the whole entire class who had in school suspension for the food fight that I didn't do. How does that make sense?! That is definitely one reason why I really stopped sharing anything with people. Over stupid reasons like this.

I might be a bitter person.

i’ll read some canon/canon stuff, but usually it’s not actual canon ships. more ‘i think these characters should bang’. and if there’s nothing there i’ll write it, hence my whole karunira situation. i like very few actual canon ships, i’ll deal if they’re background relationships but i’m rarely reading them as the main ship unless they’re very compelling.

i could not actually tell you what type of character i end up liking. it’s a total toss up every time i watch something.

i don’t think i’ve heard of hostile or the raid. the raid looks interesting tho. i think i’ve heard of the night comes for us, but haven’t watched it.

he doesn’t have many scenes in squid game, but he was good in it. he’s a really great actor and he’s got great range. like it’s a total flip of roles between ‘little women’ and ‘bad and crazy’. bad and crazy is also pretty fun. it’s an action comedy with a bit of mystery thrown in. lot of good fight scenes. it only had one season but wrapped up very nicely.

i watched squid game because i really like death game shows. i went through a whole phase of watching a lot of death game show/movie that i could find. other than squid game and aib, i really liked ‘as the god’s will’. it had nijiro murakami and dori sakurada in it very briefly, but ryunosuke kamiki’s amaya was the total show stealer. (he’s a feral lil bastard, i love him, he’s the worst).

they didn’t even try to kill him like. medically like it seemed they were going to do with the captured nameless citizens. (i cannot imagine they we’re going to brutally kill a child like eri). they just beat that boy to death. i think it was really personal for nikaido, but he shoulda manned up and fought smokey himself if he wanted to ‘erase his past’ so bad. it’s a rip to just call in his big crew to kill him, but i guess smokey was a force to be reckoned with even while sick.

hyuga doesn’t care. he’s like ��whatever, deal’. takeshi just ‘i wasn’t asking for your help anyway🖕’. cobra and rocky are definitely the more helpful. murayama wants to fight takeshi, like how he fought cobra and hyuga. it’s how he makes friends!

h&l please come back and give me more character development episodes.

EDIT BECAUSE I DONT WANNA FORGET

but i had an idea for an all-girls-school associated with oya high and in oya territory. because feral unhinged teenage girls and young adult women who didn’t grow out of that phase deserve representation too! their school would probably also start with ‘o’ and they’d be pissed about never getting called up for the whole ‘dude’s club’ that is the current sword groups. ‘our school starts with ‘o’ too, why can’t we be the ‘o’ in sword?!’.

also rivalry between the leader of the girls’ school and murayama. maybe she’d be a cobra ship.

rocky has a mild heart attack every time they show up in a fight because even though they can fight well, they’re also taking hits and he hates it.

edit #2

i’m liking ojou お嬢 (‘young lady’, a character trope in japanese media) or oujo 王女 (another japanese term for princess) for the school name. maybe stereotypical pink for the girls to offset the stereotypical blue for the boys. i know the strawberries are already pink but. i don’t care. maybe they go to the girls school too.

where’s the compassion? where’s the human decency? i was raised by pretty strict parents and had punishments. i wasn’t like. abused or anything. but i was raised to be decent. i’d never steal, i don’t smoke or do drugs, i’d never drive drunk. so it’s possible to discipline your children without abusing them.

grounding kids and giving non-abusive punishments need to come back. banned from playing games for x amount of time, not being allowed to go out with friends for however long, no gaming or tv or phone until they’ve finished their homework. hell, parents need to give their kids a curfew again!

i don’t even know if they do the punishment cards at my high school anymore and i doubt it considering the stories that i’ve heard recently. they should bring em back if they got rid of them. but then again, i dont think these kids even care if they get in-school suspensions or even expelled.

not looking forward to the future if the next generation can’t square tf up and get it together by the time they need to enter the workforce or go to university.

#tj answers #long post //#long post anon

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apcomplexhq · 2 months ago

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✦ Nome do personagem: Jung Dosik. ✦ Faceclaim e função: Wi Ha Joon - Ator. ✦ Data de nascimento: 25/12/1993. ✦ Idade: 31 anos. ✦ Gênero e pronomes: Masculino, ele/dele. ✦ Nacionalidade e etnia: Coreia do Sul, sul-coreano. ✦ Qualidades: Determinado, empático e inteligente. ✦ Defeitos: Teimoso, exigente e reservado. ✦ Moradia: Tartaros. ✦ Ocupação: Segurança na Erostic. ✦ Bluesky: @TT93JDS ✦ Preferência de plot: ANGST, CRACK, FLUFFY, HOSTILITY, ROMANCE, SMUT. ✦ Char como condômino: Como condômino, Jung Do-Sik é respeitoso e sempre cumpre as regras do prédio, participando ativamente das reuniões e ajudando a manter a boa convivência. Ele é cordial com os vizinhos, sempre disposto a oferecer ajuda, mas mantém uma certa reserva, evitando conflitos desnecessários.

Biografia:

A única coisa da qual Do-Sik tem certeza é a data de seu nascimento e de suas alergias que estão gravadas em uma tatuagem para fins médicos, mas ele não se lembra o que o levou a carregar essa informação no corpo. Não tem nem mesmo certeza se esse é realmente o seu nome. Tudo é estranho. As pessoas, os lugares, é como se estivesse vivendo pela primeira vez. Não há qualquer vestígio de lembrança do passado.

Foram quase oito meses em coma após um acidente, foi o que disseram quando acordou no hospital na manhã de uma quarta feira qualquer, sem saber o seu nome, sua idade ou de onde vinha. O médico disse que o trauma foi grande e era um milagre estar vivo, então deveria agradecer por ter mais uma chance de continuar neste mundo.

Levou algumas semanas até que pudesse receber alta. Foram dias intensos de fisioterapia para fortalecer o corpo que ficou adormecido por muito tempo e também alguns trabalhos para exercitar o cérebro, mesmo sabendo que, talvez, não tenha recordações e precise aprender a viver somente com o que construirá nessa segunda oportunidade. Ao sair, descobriu que a conta hospitalar já havia sido paga e tinha um envelope destinado a ele, contendo seus documentos, um pouco de dinheiro e um bilhete que informava o local onde vivia. “Acrópolis Complex. Bloco tártaro.”

Não tinha assinatura e a recepcionista não sabia dizer quem havia deixado pois ela era nova e a antiga havia pedido demissão. Restava à Do-sik acreditar no que estava naquele envelope e começar a viver sua vida, ou melhor, a revivê-la. Mas era assustador ter que encarar o mundo sem ter qualquer informação sobre si mesmo. Sempre calado, pensativo, começou a frequentar as reuniões de condomínio para tentar aprender um pouco sobre os vizinhos, aos poucos ganhando confiança de alguns e construindo novos laços, às vezes recordava vagamente de um rosto, mas era só isso. As memórias estavam relutantes em voltar e estava aprendendo a lidar com a ausência delas. Aprendendo novas coisas, novos gostos.

Sentia-se confortável dentro das paredes de Acrópolis, até mesmo conseguiu um emprego de segurança na Erostic, já que não conseguia se lembrar o que fazia antes do acidente. Era a via mais segura que tinha para manter as contas em dia e não passar fome. Aos poucos ganhou confiança para ir às redes sociais e ampliar seus laços, carregando uma pequena dose de esperança de encontrar alguém que pudesse conhecê-lo do passado e pudesse compartilhar alguma lembrança, boa ou ruim.

#aceitos #jung do-sik #dosik #wi ha joon #ator #segurança #erostic #tartaros

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therealromewrites · 3 years ago

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Have your Cake

Fandom: Squid Game (Netflix)

Relationship: Hwang Jun-ho x Female Reader (Y/N)

Age: 18+ Explicit (Under 18s go away!)

Warnings: Smut, fluff and intimacy, vaginal fingering, oral (F receiving), face sitting, slight body image anxiety, food play, nipple play, P in V penetration, riding, eating off each other, praise kink, slight soft dom reader and sub Jun-ho (Slight tease).

Word Count Total: 5564

Note: This came to me whilst I was eating cupcakes and was desperate for a fic like this. Jun-ho was perfect and it took a different turn than what I was honestly expecting. It turned out to be more fluffier and intimate which works just as well. Next I will try to write out some of the requests. I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think! I can tag you in other fics as well and check my masterlist for more!

Tagged: @squidgamesmut @leia-origami

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Summary: Jun-ho has had a bad day and it was his birthday as well. He comes home to find an unpredictable present which turns his night and life around.

Have you ever felt like you could pull your hair out at the amount of shit people give you? Jun-ho was feeling more than just that, he was close to pulling his gun out on someone. Every hustling and bustling sound in the police station was the equivalent to nails on a chalkboard. He flinched with every squeak as he marked up the police reports.

It was a slow day at the station as everyone seemed engrossed in completing paperwork. Even the police chief seemed dead asleep at his desk as Jun-ho huffed an exasperated breath, running a hand through his thick hair and reclining back on his chair. His eyes darted around the bright office before landing on a photo frame of you, his girlfriend.

An oakwood engraved frame with you laying on grass on a summer day. You looked stunning with a light blue striped dress and straw hat, you were laying down with glee on your face. It was your six month anniversary that day and Jun-ho had a picnic planned for the two of you. He made your favourite kimbaps along with soju which made you fall in love deeper with one another.

His thumb pressed up on the picture as the memories of that day flowed through him before his smile dropped at the thought of what happened this morning. He woke up in a cold bed with a message from you, saying you had to leave for work early and this spiralled into a troublesome morning. He had car trouble before being called up to a neighbourhood to deal with rowdy teenagers.

After those terrible events, he came to the police station with a mountain of paperwork to be processed because the main archivist was off work, hence every detective and officer needed to complete their own paperwork and process it. The time was ticking slowly as the sunlight flickered in the office. He needed coffee as he stood up and swung his jacket over his shoulders.

Jun-ho slipped out of his office to go towards the break room. The walls were a dull grey and the carpeted floor looks like it's seen better days in its prime as the young detective entered the room. It was sad looking with a tall metallic fridge next to a small countertop. A dripping faucet and an ancient looking coffee machine. The cup dispenser had been replenished as Jun-ho stepped forward to turn the machine on.

The machine gurgled as it began to boil water before it then shot out spurts of coffee into a glass jug. A small sound vibrated in his pocket as he took his phone out to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Happy birthday Jun-ho!" A smile came to his face as his mother's delighted voice echoed from the phone.

"Thank you, Mom."

"How's your day been so far, my angel?"

"Normal."

He can sense a frown from his mother's tone, following the next set of words.

"Did you not do anything exciting today? Where's Y/N?"

His heart panged a little at the mention of his girlfriend. His mom liked you a lot and cared for you like a daughter. Jun-ho tried not to let his disappointment show in his voice.

"Not yet. Besides, she had to work today."

"Regardless, she should have cancelled her work to spend time with you today. It's your birthday and she should have been there for you."

"Leave it, Mom! Besides I think she mentioned she had an important work deadline coming up so it's not right for me to tell her to leave work just for me."

"Still. She seemed like a sweet girl. The least she could have done was make you dinner."

Jun-ho rolled his eyes at his mother's admonishing tone. She meant well and besides he and you hadn't been dating for long so total commitment wasn't on the table just yet. Although he was ready to commit to a long term relationship with you, any way possible. The young detective poured his coffee into his cup and was heading towards his office, exchanging pleasantries with his mother.

Being engrossed in his phone call, he hadn't noticed the Captain was approaching his direction, the older man was looking disgruntled as Jun-ho bumped straight into his boss. The coffee tipped backwards and spilt over his plain white t-shirt. It stained and steamed immediately as Jun-ho panted heavily and fanned his shirt to cool away the steam. His phone clattered to the floor along with his paper cup.

The Captain let out an annoyed curse as the papers he had dropped to the floor, stained with brown murky stains. Immediately the older man's eyes flared and his face huffed red in anger.

"Detective Hwang! Why do you not look where you're going?"

Jun-ho could have burst at his Captain the way he was accusing him for not paying attention. He had no coffee and his shirt was ruined as the young detective gritted his teeth.

"Sorry Captain. Was in the middle of an urgent call."

"But still you had eyes to see where you're going right? Go home, Hwang. Take the rest of the day off so you don't bother me again."

The young detective clenched his jaw with refrain as he gave a brisk nod to the Captain's order. Which was total bullshit but at least he could go home and calm down about the shitty day he's having so far. He watched the way his boss picked up the documents off the floor, huffing and puffing whilst returning back to office, no doubt grumbling about his incompetence.

Jun-ho crouched down to return to the call with his mother but the screen was black and faded out. He couldn't believe his phone was dead as he angrily huffed to himself, wishing for the day not to get worse as he stomped out of the police precinct and into his car.

The music in the car was doing nothing to relax him, as Jun-ho stared mindlessly out his windshield. The traffic was now another problem to his mind as he waited for the roads to clear. Lunchtime rush was almost a never ending endeavor as he glanced at the time on his watch. His girlfriend wouldn't be home for another several hours which had his mood sour even more.

Today was not his day as he pinched at his forehead to send away the building headache. After what seemed like an eternity, he was finally allowed to move his car out of the junction. Not long later, he was pulling up into the car park of his apartment complex. Willing himself to be relaxed, he got out of the car and was heading towards the elevator.

It seemed his stroke of bad luck wouldn't stop as his eyes glared at the out of order sign. His apartment was on the ninth floor, Jun-ho pursed his eyes closed to once again control his temper. He shoved the stairs doors open and took broad steps up the stairs, rushing to get to the apartment before anything worse happened.

He could feel a slight sweat perspire in his back as he reached the top of the stairs, exhaling deeply before entering the corridor. The hallway had six doors to separate apartments, his one was at the end of the hallway. Walking up, he was about to get his keys out of his pocket when he heard the low hum of music rumble from behind the door.

No one else was supposed to be home and he didn't leave the stereo on as Jun-ho's senses alleviated to a high alert. His deft hand reached into the left shoulder strap, unclipping to get his police issue gun out. With a steady grip on his weapon, the detective carefully brought his key to unlock the door.

Once the clicks unlocked, he pushed the handle down and had his gun raised in front of him before putting a foot past the door. He took another step and brought his whole body swiftly inside, his gaze steely as he took in the darkened living room.

Deliberating between stealth or an open encounter, the latter was proving to be a better option as he exclaimed out in the unknown.

"Whoever you are, you are trespassing! Show yourself and I'll ensure you'll get a lesser criminal sentence."

"Surely as your girlfriend, I'm allowed to trespass whenever I want?"

Jun-ho's face furrowed with confusion at the soft teasing voice. It sounded a lot like his girlfriend but it wasn't possible. You were meant to be at work till late evening. Needing more answers, his fingers blindly went towards the wall, finding the switch and flicking it down so the lights faded on.

The sight that beheld him almost had him faint as he saw you on the floor. There was a see through plastic tarp underneath you and your form was laying flat on the floor surrounded by cushions. His eyes trailed up your body as you were completely bare, save for your torso and privates.

There was some sort of concoction which covered your beautiful curvaceous parts. It looked like cake, judging by the way it crumbled and was only held together by a light blue coloured frosting. Jun-ho stepped closer and his eyes seemed to bulge out of his sockets as he saw 'Happy birthday Jun-ho' written on your stomach, sitting atop the cake mixture which seemed to be smeared on your body.

You were quite literally caked in cake as he tried to get his brain to catch up with the confusion. This was something he was not expecting and it certainly worked in your favour as he took in your smug expression.

"Surprise!"

"Y/N? What are you -? Aren't you supposed to be at work right now?"

You knew you had taken him by surprise as you rolled his eyes at his confused words.

"You don't like your surprise?"

"No! This is a wonderful and welcome surprise? I just … had the impression you were busy tonight."

Your eyes softened at the tone of insecurity laced in his voice. It was tricky for this plan to have worked as you watched the way he dropped to his knees beside you, his eyes constantly darting to the cake on your body.

"Busy on your birthday? No way in hell! That would be very cruel of me and it's an important day."

Your words had gotten to him as you watched the way his cheeks flushed red before his hand rested on top of your knee.

"Thank you."

"No, thank you. Happy birthday, baby!"

Jun-ho happily grinned as he bent down slightly to peck at your lips before letting his eyes linger at your body. You could tell he was eager to explore what you had presented to him as he lowly whispered.

"So, is this my birthday cake?"

You bit at your lower lip and shook your head in agreement, your heart swelled at the way his smile grew bigger. You knew he would be particularly excited by this gift as his finger was about to go towards your cake covered torso.

"Mind if I have a taste?"

"No, Jun-ho! First we have to blow out the candles and sing happy birthday!"

"Of course we must," He grinned as he tried to shake out of his jacket, his fingers curling around the hem of his coffee stained shirt. Almost teasing you by the way his head tilted to the right. "How would you like me to get ready?"

"I mean, it's no birthday without a birthday suit…"

With a firm nod, his torso puffed out slightly as he dragged the cloth over his firm muscular body. You could never tire from seeing him shirtless as he stood before you like a lion ready to devour you. You lucked out on Jun-ho as he quickly tossed his shoes and socks to the side. Before then slowly unbuttoning his jeans, tantalisingly pushing them over his thick thighs and sculpted calves.

You held a breath as you took in his semi-nude lean form, restraining yourself from leaping onto his body, as you willed yourself to let him take what he wanted from you. Today was Jun-ho's day, even though the present was more for the two of you to enjoy, you shook your head to brush your hair away from your collarbone, presenting yourself as a gift to your boyfriend.

"So where's the candles?"

You leaned back to gesture at the coffee table beside you, a few blue coloured single candles and a box of matches were on top as your boyfriend swiped at them and put the candles in the place of their holders which were already on the cake on your body. A quick light and ten candles were lit as yours and Jun-ho's eyes softly connected.

There was no doubt that Jun-ho was mesmerized by your tender loving gestures, he was almost thanking you with his eyes as you took to singing 'happy birthday!' in a soft voice. He's never had a birthday like this before and after this moment, he certainly doesn't want to let you go ever. It was clear to him that you meant a great deal as you finished off.

"Happy birthday to you! Come on Baby, blow your candles out."

How could he refuse you anything ever? Going by the soft unconditional expression in your eyes and lips, he tried to forge this facial expression in his mind forever. He parted your legs slightly so he could lean in between them to blow at the candles on your body, no doubt enticing you with a good time. The candles went out from the gentle blow of his breath and now came the fun

Discarding the candle and it's holders, your boyfriend took his time to thoroughly examine your body. Making a step by step plan on which parts of your body he wanted to feast on but you were in charge of this surprise, thus he didn't want to throw off your plans.

"Now can we have some cake?"

Who were you to refuse his sweet request as you nibbled at your bottom lip, a small nod and with a soft purr.

"Of course, Baby!"

You inhaled deeply as you watched the way his brown eyes flashed black with lust, his tongue peeked out from his lips as he rested his hands on your knees. This birthday present was going to unleash a feral side to your boyfriend which you were more than willing to pay the price for. You loved him deeply but you saw the truth to him in the intimate lights. He was vulnerable and trusting that you couldn't hold back a smile for him.

Jun-ho leaned down and bit into a small chunk of cake, catching a little bit of the frosting which was melting from your body heat. It was light and fluffy with the creamiest vanilla buttercream. The cake itself had strawberry essence infused inside and his eyes rolled back at the explosion of the marriage of flavours. Of course you would make his favourite cake flavour, as he audibly groaned and let his head roll back, over dramatically emphasising his appreciation.

The cake was made really well and paired with the faint taste of you, it was a perfect slice of heaven. He knew that the way he would react would rile you up, uncontrollably. As he swallowed, his head straightened back to watch the way your face melted into a lax lusty spell. He had you in his clutches now as he hummed at the flavour of the cake.

"That is a really good cake. Do you want some, my Darling?"

You gave another nod but Jun-ho had a tease of a smirk on his face. His fingers went down to scoop a bit of cake into his mouth, chewing and swallowing the sweet concoction. A tone of mischief was laced in his voice as he requested you.

"I want to hear you, my Darling."

"Please, birthday boy … feed me some cake?"

His cock twitched at the way you gave him a new nickname, his eyes glimmered as he leant down to where your breast would be. Your eyes locking intensely with his, he opened his jaw and lifted some cake into his mouth, prowling over you with his mouth full of cake.

It's an unusual way to eat cake but you wouldn't refuse such a gentle offer as you poked your tongue into his mouth to take the cake in and chew it. You did an amazing job with baking the cake as a pleasant buzz left your lips, your taste buds vibrated against the succulent dessert as your eyes dropped to another tasty delicacy. His lips.

They were plump and pink with the slightest bit of blue buttercream hanging on the corner of his lip, seducing you to come closer. You couldn't let Jun-ho be messy on his birthday, you swallowed your cake piece and brought your head close to where your breath hit his cheekbone. The flat of your tongue curled and licked at the blue buttercream, letting it melt against the roof of your mouth. The two of you were playing with fire as the warmth of your breaths lingered and danced together.

You wanted to prolong the teasing as you brought your fingers to pinch at some cake, bringing it up to his bottom lip as a way for him to eat some more cake. His long fingers enclosed over your wrist as his teeth grazed the length of your fingers to consume the sweet dessert you were offering. His eyes were staring dead straight into yours as warm saliva started to coat the pad of your digit, licking at the residual crumbs stuck on.

Jun-ho was going above and beyond to see you break and have his way with him, or the other way around. Soft grunts left his lips as he suckled at your fingers, his eyes fluttered closed and his fringe drooped in front of his eyes. You couldn’t hold it anymore as you snatched your index and middle away to squeeze at his jaw, lifting his head to your face as a flame danced around your eyes. This took your boyfriend by surprise and his cock twitched at the power you were trying to hold over him.

Your voice dropped to a slightly low octave as you raised yourself to your knees. “You’re meant to be enjoying your cake, Birthday boy! I worked so hard to bake this for you.”

He was in for a wild night as a gentle whine left from deep in his esophagus. “I’m sorry Baby … I wanted a taste of you as well.”

The way you cooed at him, had goosebumps erupting on his arms. “Aw! Birthday boy wanted a taste of me? You should have asked. Lay down.”

Your loving boyfriend over eagerly obeyed your command, a wide grin plastered on his face as he watched you wipe off the cake onto the plastic sheet underneath you. Streaks of blue buttercream and crumbs of cake were stuck smeared on your body and it was looking reminiscent of a highly provocative image in Jun-ho’s mind. Your supple thick thighs straddled his stomach, sliding up to hover at his chest.

Once again, you were being tentative about your weight as he felt your thighs tense and unclench with nerves, a ghost of a frown lingered on your lips. Jun-ho rubbed his hand across the top of your thighs to help you relax, ready to stop your love making to comfort you and you knew that any signs of hesitation would mean an end to your gift to him. You brought your palm to cup Jun-ho’s cheek, you croak a nervous whisper to him.

“Are you sure you want me to …” You make a gesture at his face which is enough implication for him to understand. He gives a firm nod with determination in his facial expression.

“More than anything. I want to taste everything on you.”

Your cheeks flushed hot with warmth as you brought your core to hover over his mouth, it was one of his favourite sights to explore and map. Your labia was spongey and dripping with arousal whereas your clitoris was engorged, ready to be devoured, your vagina clenched and pushed out a bit of cum from your slit. His hot breath tingled at the bottom of your lips as he murmured with mesmiration.

“God, you’re beautiful! And mine.”

His hands anchored themselves to your love handles, tugging at you to press your weight onto his face as his lips connected to your lower lips, a soft peck before his tongue swiped up and down to slurp at the wetness in between your thighs. A faint taste of the cake he had earlier mingled with the mild taste of you and he groaned rather loudly at the marriage of flavours. Your jaw was agape at the way Jun-ho was lapping at your vulva.

Your thighs tensed around his head as you gave Jun-ho full control over your body, your sticky hand stroked across your boyfriend’s scalp before clutching his dark short cut hair, the other hand rested on the floor as a way to hold yourself. The way your body arched in the dim yellow light, a faint sight of sweat glistened near your neck as your nipples were erect from the cool air. It made Jun-ho’s cock strain against his tight black boxers as he pressed to praise you.

“You might have my favourite flavour of cake but my favourite flavour will always be the sweetness dripping in between your legs.”

His tongue circled and flicked at your clitoris, a trigger that made you thrust and grind your core against his face. He continued to entice you as he brought a finger round to pinch at the erogenous nub. You jutted your hips harder against his face as you drowsily mumbled.

“Birthday boy! Please?”

“Please what?”

“I … want to come.”

“Go ahead Darling, I’m not stopping you. You’re my good girl.”

With his permission, you let out a silent shudder and shiver as your vagina clenched at the ministrations being done. He wasn’t done yet and you knew you were in for another ride, Jun-ho could die a happy man with his face between your thighs. ‘His favourite flavour’ as the two of you shared a tender connection. He moved his mouth away slightly to coo sweet words.

“You’ve done so well for me. My good girl. Can you do one more?”

You give a firm rigorous nod which permitted your boyfriend to once again attack your sopping genitals. His sandpapery tongue glided across your labia before circling around your slit, The way he grunted and moaned sent vibrations up your spine as he relentlessly tried to engulf himself into your cunt. He pursed his lips around your clitoris and gave a firm suck which had you roll your hips harder onto his face.

Jun-ho could spend the entire night licking and guzzling you but he knew you would want something else, thus he dragged his tongue to push through the tight walls of your opening. A quick flinch and sharp inhale left your lips as you watched the way his eyes were lulling at your essence. His nose grazed and pushed at your clitoris as his tongue began to slowly penetrate your vagina.

“You taste so good, my Darling. Drown me in your sweetness.”

Deep moans and whines were trickling out of your lips as you began to roll your vagina to meet with your boyfriend’s tongue thrusts. You desperately wanted him to sink his cock into you as you warned him about your impending orgasm.

“Jun-ho, I’m gonna - Jun-ho!”

Your body froze and stuttered as your vagina began to leak more onto your boyfriend’s jaw, your head rolled back as you cried out in unexpected pleasure. Jun-ho felt a numbing pain in his lower jaw but he ignored it to smile at your slightly debauched appearance. His lips were puffy and plump from your vagina and he decided now would be the time to say what should have been said a long time ago.

“You’re so beautiful. It’s why I love you.”

He could tell that you hadn’t fully registered his confession, too drunk off the pleasure he was giving you as a sweet gentle glow took hold of his face. You could feel Jun-ho shift your body down so you could finally be eye level with him, he sat up with you on his lap and your legs went around his waist. His large palms rested atop your upper back to stop you from falling back, although there were pillows around you and he could lay you down.

Jun-ho wanted to express his love in this intimate light, he wanted to show you his vulnerability and intimacy as one hand cupped your chin to let your lips hover next to each other. He spoke louder this time to help you hear his words better.

“I love everything about you and it’s an infinite list. You take such good care of me, listening and helping me to be a better person. I love the way you smell, taste and sound. When you’re like this or talking and chatting to me about your day. I love you, (Y/N).”

You gave it a moment, letting his words sink deep into your skin as your vision zeroed on his form. You knew deeply that he was the only one worth spending life with and the fact that he echoed your sentiments made your love grow exponentially deeper. Jun-ho simply admired the way your lax face hummed and curled with love. Your lips brushed along to Jun-ho’s ear as you hoarsely responded.

“I love you too Jun-ho. You’re the only one worth living for.”

At this moment in time, the two of you could feel your heartbeats synchronising into one synonymous rhythm, your breaths tickled as the two of you gazed deeply into each other's eyes. The raw confession heating the temperature between your bodies as the buttercream was slowly being melted by the closeness of your chests. Without wanting to wait any longer, Jun-ho fervently pressed his lips onto yours, your groans reverberating as your eyes fluttered closed.

There’s the old cliche of fireworks being exploded when a kiss happens, but this kiss was unlike any other kiss you’ve experienced with Jun-ho. This was full of love, trust and unconditionality that your bodies were slowly melting as one. His face was in your sights; you could only feel his skin; hear his gentle grunts and moans; smell his muted musk and taste cake and yourself from his mouth.

Yours and Jun-ho’s lips molded like clay as his tongue began to mingle and fight with your own. His broad hands dragged down to your waist to force your core to shift onto his clothed erection. A soft gasp left your lips as his hardness pressed against your sensitive vagina, he began to guide you into smooth movements as your hips began to grind on each other. You were starting to soak his boxers as the two of you continued to make out.

One of yours wrapped around the nape of his neck, whilst your blunt nails dug into the side of his neck. Your other hand dropped down to grab a handful of cake to smear at the inner crook of his neck, instantly knowing where he was most sensitive. You reluctantly pulled your lips away to press a trail of kisses across his jaw, Adam's apple and then to the base of his jugular where your lips enclosed over the cake.

You sucked and nipped at his neck as his head rolled back and hips bucked harder. The mood heated up further as the slow music in the background was overshadowed by your uncontrollable sexual sounds of pleasure. Jun-ho blindly reached for the cake, swiping it all over your chest before bending down to clean at your chest. His tongue ingested the painted streaks of buttercream before his teeth pinched at your nipple.

A rather loud mixture of a whine and a moan erupted from your lips as you cupped Jun-ho’s chin to look directly into your eyes, the tone was hoarse and scratchy.

“Please birthday boy! I need you.”

Jun-ho agreed to your demand and raised you up slightly to tug his boxers down his waist, tugging it off as it pooled by his ankles. His erection was close to a bright red with a small drip of precum going down the length of his dick. You licked at your cakey hand, bringing it down to angle his dick at the entrance of your slit. You slowly slid down to let him be accommodated into your tight walls.

His eyes watered slightly as his thumb rested on your bottom lip, an innocent gesture as he whispered. “I love you so much!”

“I love you too, Jun-ho.”

The two of you bounced as his fingers clawed into your waist, his mouth spewing praises all around.

“I love you! You’re so tight and gorgeous! I’m glad you’re all mine.”

The only thing you could do was agree to his words as you thrusted your hips against his, the angle was pressing against your g-spot and you could feel your orgasm approaching quicker than normal. You tightened your core around his dick, he stuttered and choked, increasing the depth of his thrusts until you felt a gush of his ejaculate swell inside you. His thumb went down to circle at your clitoris to trigger your orgasm.

“Come on, Darling! I need you to cum now. Cum!”

“Fuck! Yes!”

A few quick strokes at your clitoris caused a rumbling moan to leave your lips as you screeched your boyfriend’s name. No doubt, letting your neighbours around you know who you belong to. The pitch of your voice was a mixture of highs and lows as your thrusts slowed to a stop. A mixture of sweat mixed with the buttercream on your bodies, Jun-ho’s forehead rested against your shoulder as your nose pressed into his sweaty sticky hair.

The birthday cake was a mush around your heaving bodies, as you could feel his cum drip down the curve of your butt. It was a light atmosphere as Jun-ho lifted his head to gaze lazily into your eyes. It felt like a weight of confusion lifted off both of your shoulders as you felt satiated with tonight’s events, Jun-ho celebrated his birthday whilst also reaffirming his feelings and stance of the relationship with you.

Your hands rested against his cheeks, you leant down for a brief peck before once again repeating your new favourite confession. “I love you, birthday boy.”

“I can never tire from saying and hearing it. I love you too. And thank you, for my birthday surprise.”

Jun-ho tried to lift the two of you up so you could clean up in the bathroom but found that his legs were numb and shaky from your intense love making. A huffed breath left his lips as he grinned at you. “You … literally made my legs numb.”

A twinkling laugh left your lips that made your boyfriend’s heart swell with pride. “I’m glad my birthday present could do that. We can just lay here and wait for our legs to recover.”

You arched forward to bring a pillow closer so your boyfriend could lay down and pull you on top of him. You hadn’t realised it but there was now a niggling ache around your knees and Jun-ho’s butt as you brought your hands to massage at your knee. It wasn’t the best idea to have sex on the hard floor of your living room. You had a lot to fix for next time. He still couldn’t understand how you orchestrated this entire thing, his hands drawing random shapes at the back of your shoulder as he glanced down to inquire.

“How did you even manage to pull this off?”

“Well I had some help for today. I had to wait for you to leave before me and my friends set to work to bake the cakes. They helped put the cake on my body. Don’t worry they were all girls. I also asked your mom to distract you and your Captain to send you home by lunchtime.”

Everyone was in on it as his facial expressions scrunched up into a slightly unamused face. If his mother and captain were in on the surprise then that meant, they knew - an uncomfortable shudder went down his spine as you laughed at his calculating thoughts.

“Don’t worry, birthday boy! Your mother and the captain don’t know what we did. They think we had a birthday lunch, that's all.”

“More like a birthday dessert.”

You rolled your eyes as you had another bite at the cake you made. Appreciating the way it was made as the two of you relaxed in a blissful silence. Jun-ho listed this as his best birthday ever and he had a long way to go to exceed the expectations with your birthday coming. Cleaning up would come later after you rested in each other’s arms, basking in the after glow of your intimate sex.

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munsonseddieee · 3 years ago

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something new

character: hwang junho

pairing: hwang junho x f! reader

summary: you want to try something new in the bedroom, and junho is definitely not against it.

warnings: swearing, oral (f receiving), fingering, and smut.

a/n thank you to everyone for liking my last post, you all gave me inspiration to continue writing. please, leave requests! anyways, i hope you enjoy!

wc: 1k

grinding against your boyfriend's crotch, you can't bite back the moan that escapes your lips.

you run your hands up and down his bare chest, running your fingertips along his abs.

he smiles as you do so, watching as you bite your lip while looking at his body with such admiration. something he always does to you, as well.

you wrap your legs around his waist as he hovers over your body, trying to bring him closer.

he takes your shirt off, quickly unhooking your bra with one hand. you giggle at how urgent he's being.

you bring your hand down his body, unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants down his leg, him helping you take them all the way off.

he's left in only his boxers, as you're still in your jeans. "let's get these off, shall we?" he asks with a smirk.

you nod, biting your lip. he unbuttons your jeans, pulling them down as you lift your hips up to help get them off, leaving you in your panties.

junho smiles at the sight of you - naked underneath him. he ran his hands along your curves, gazing lovingly at how unbelievably beautiful you are.

"so beautiful," he whispers, before kissing you softly. your lips move in sync, in a loving kiss.

he pecks your lips once more, before pulling away and reaching into the drawer beside your shared bed, and grabbing a condom.

"wait," you stop him, causing him to pause and stare at you. "what's wrong?" he asks, his beautiful brown orbs staring into your e/c eyes.

you suddenly become nervous, looking down and fidgeting with your hands. "hey," he lifts your chin up, causing you to look into his eyes. "talk to me."

you sigh, turning your gaze away from him. "i, um, think we should try something new." you mumble, looking anywhere but him.

he smirks, laying down on his side, one hand holding his head up as he looks at you. "what did you have in mind?" junho questions you.

you look at him, feeling a little more confident because he seems intrigued.

you stand up, heading over to one of his drawers and taking out his handcuffs, along with the keys.

he watches as you do so, chuckling as he realizes what you want.

you walk back to the bed, crawling towards him.

"well, what do you want me to do with those, princess?" he asks with a smirk, though he obviously knows what you want.

you feel yourself getting wetter once that pet name rolls off his tongue.

"i want you to handcuff me to the bed and fuck me." you tell him with confidence. that was all it took for him to push you on your back, grabbing your hands and handcuffing each one to the headboard of the bed.

you can't help but feel excited, not wanting to wait any longer.

he looks at you up and down, loving the sight of you cuffed to the bed, naked.

he leans down and kisses from your jawline and down to your neck, leaving some hickies next to the ones that had started to fade.

you let out a shaky breath, feeling your nipples harden at his touch. he then starts kissing down your body, taking his time to properly kiss every inch of your body until he reaches your wet cunt.

he looks up at you, making eye contact, before licking a stripe up your soaked slit. you moan out in satisfaction, arching your back.

he wastes no time in starting to eat you out, sucking violently on your clit.

you can't help the sinful noises that come out your mouth, your hands tugging against the handcuffs, wanting to run your fingers through his soft black hair.

you start grinding your cunt against his face, wanting to feel more pleasure.

you look down at him, taking in the sight of your handsome boyfriend absolutely devouring you.

god, how hot he looks. his dark brown eyes never leaving yours as he eats you out with such passion.

he slowly inserts his ring finger, causing you to take a deep breath. he wastes no time in pumping it in and out at a fast pace, before adding in his middle and ring fingers, while sucking harshly on your clit.

"oh, fuck!" you yell out, eyes shutting tightly as your hips move against his fingers.

as much as you love this, you want something - no, crave something else. you want his cock, buried deep inside of you, fucking you the way he always does - rough and fast - just the way you like it.

"junho," you breathe out. he hums against your pussy, not slowing down his actions. "i, i want your big cock, please fuck me." you beg.

he chuckles, removing his fingers from your hole and climbing up your body.

he licks his lips, smiling at the taste of your wet juices. he then puts his fingers near your mouth and you open, sucking as you taste yourself on them.

he moans as you do so, biting his lip. "such a good little whore for me, aren't you? sucking my fingers clean. fuck, so hot." he mutters.

you moan against his fingers, looking him in the eyes as you lick them clean.

he pulls his fingers out of your mouth, his hand going to the back of your neck and smashing his lips against yours.

he swipes his tongue against your bottom lip, asking for entrance, but you don't obey, deciding to tease him.

he realizes what you're doing and smirks against your lips, his hand trailing down to your pussy and slapping it.

you gasp when he does that, and he takes this as an opportunity to shove his tongue in your mouth, both of you fighting for dominance, him obviously winning.

he pulls back, both of you panting slightly, before reaching down and grabbing his cock, lining it up with your entrance.

he looks down at you, silently asking you for consent. you nod, softly smiling at him.

he then puts the tip in, causing the both of you to suck in a deep breathe at the feeling of your cunt stretch to take in his size.

he doesn't let you adjust to his size, already beginning to pound into you at a fast pace, his hips slamming against yours.

you don't even try to silence your moans, not caring if the neighbors hear you or not.

one of his hands, wraps around your neck, the other gripping your thigh tightly, while yours are still handcuffed to the headboard.

"you like that, princess?" he asks, followed by a loud groan. you moan in response, unable to form any words.

junho is covered in sweat, no surprise because of how fast he is going. your body is also covered in sweat, your naked bodies meshing perfectly together, like they were made for each other.

because junho had already devoured you earlier, you could tell that you won't last long.

you could already feel the knot forming in your stomach, your pussy clenching around his cock.

"i won't last long," you tell him in between moans. he groans in your ear, picking up the pace.

"wait for me," he grunts, fucking into you like his life depends on it.

you continue to clench around his cock, knowing that that always brings him closer to his high.

he moans your name loudly as you continue to clench, his pace becoming sloppy as you can tell he's going to cum soon.

"i can't hold it." you whimper, tears brimming in your eyes.

"you wanna cum for me, princess?" he asks. you nod, tears streaming down your face.

"okay, princess. cum against my cock like the dirty whore you are." he encourages, going harder.

with a shout of his name, you release all over his cock, your eyes rolling to the back of your head, him not even stopping in the slightest.

his other hand drops down to your thigh, gripping them tightly and pushing you harder against his cock.

"fuck, baby. your pussy feels so good against my cock." he mutters, before he lets out a little whimper, shutting his eyes tightly.

you come down from your high as he continue to chase his. you start encouraging him, saying things like, "cum inside me, baby," "that's my pretty boy," "such a good boy," and "fill me up."

after a few minutes after you released, he also came undone, cumming inside of you with a moan of your name.

he rides out his high, and after a moment, he pulls out, his cum dripping down your legs.

he takes the handcuff keys from the drawer and uncuffs you, your arms falling to your side as he collapses on top of you.

you both pant heavily, taking a few moments to calm down.

smiling softly, you run your fingers through his damp hair, earning a pleasant sigh from him.

he looks up at you, gazing into your eyes, his full of nothing but love and admiration for you.

he leans up, pressing his lips against yours, capturing them in a slow and passionate kiss.

he pulls back after a few seconds, smiling at you. "i love you, y/n." he whispers, resting his forehead against yours.

"i love you, junho." you whisper back, kissing his nose.

you two cuddle for about five minutes, before you hop into the shower together.

let's just say, those handcuffs are going to be used more often now. maybe on him next time.

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rosiewritesshit · 3 years ago

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Sooooooooo where are all my fanfic writers? When are we getting some fics but Hwang jooho (Wi Ha Joon's character, the cop)? Come on dont be shy, write those fanfics. I know you want to.

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sxnyxyxe · 2 years ago

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Pairing WI Ha Joon X Reader

Hope you enjoy this fanfiction

Chapter 1

" Another murder took place at namsan, the victim suspected is a lady named 'Won Ga-on' who is in her late 20's, working at a clothing boutique". Suspections are said to be that the killer is targeting women in late 20's. Please be careful and try not to move out at midnight. Thank y-" Jang Sang-eun shut her television while panting. She herself had a fear of moving alone at night. She matched what the news suspections broadcasted. In her late 20's who worked till midnight.

Jang Sang-eun. A 28 year old independent woman, born in Gwangju but later had to transfer to namsan for work purposes. She worked as a receptionist for a hotel and would often be alloted a night shift since she could keep up to her sleep. She had friends at work and all of them loved Her.

2days later......

The police had still been investigating the case but another news broke out. "Another murder at namsan again. The count is increasing and the means of the murder is horrendous. Suspected woman in her late 20's was stabbed multiple times then chocked, nails pulled out, beaten and suffocated many times. " Do shik slammed the remote on the desk as his anger increased. His colleagues kept silent in pain of not protecting another citizen.

Woo Do shik, a 30 year old man born and raised in namsan was a crime related FBI officer. He worked for numerous years for different cases and was able to solve them. But this case had something different. The motive behind this case was quite confusing.

For do shik the killer was someone who was 10 steps ahead of him. But do shik never wanted to give up. He collected all the evidence and put them on his mood board. His team was very supportive towards him and admired him as their role model.

To be continued..........

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adezahnae · 3 years ago

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[2:08pm]

(Jun Ho, Squid Game)

I just thought of this during a damn test. I need help- 😀

“Look at how pathetic you look, cuffed to a bed.” Junho told you as you were in your underwear and bra. You shook your hands against the cuffs, struggling to get free. “Sir…I don’t know who you are or what you do, I just want to be free.” You exclaimed. “Then why did you follow me?!” He exclaimed, his finger on the trigger of his gun. “Okay! Okay! I just wanted you to help me out of here! I know you are a cop and I’m a player who wishes to not be hurt anymore! Too many have died! My dearest friend died and I have no motive to go on! Please! Help me!” You cried. He sighed. “No I can’t. When I let you go, get your clothes and go back to your dorm.” He said. “Wait!” You exclaimed. “Help me, I need you!” You said. He stopped reaching for the handcuffs and pulled away. “Why should I? You know, what you’ve done could get you in soo much trouble right?” He asked. “I’d rather be in much trouble than go back to that place, don’t let me go.” You said. “What do you want me to do? I said, no.” He replied. He undid the handcuffs and began to put the shaped mask back on his face. “Then what can I do for you to help me?” You asked. He stopped and turned to you. You walked up to him. “Sir, I think you are attractive and I believe you think I am as well. You wouldn’t of undressed me. Just..please don’t be this way..” you said. You put your hand on his chest, undoing his red jumpsuit slowly. “Please? Help me?” You asked looking in his eyes. “And you think sleeping with me is going to work?” He asked as he watched you undo his outfit. “It already has. Please sir, I’ll do anything you want..” you begged. He sighed heavily and turned you around. He pushed you back down on the bed so that you were on your stomach and your face on the pillow. He took out the cuffs again. “Don’t make a noise. That’s an order.” He said, cuffing you. “Yes sir..” you whispered.

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oraclekleo · 11 months ago

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This is so fun that i won't even go anon, lol, love the concept 💕💕

My Sun is in Cap, Moon and Rising in Aqua

I'm not a dominant lady at all, i would melt hearing JCW voice only, but if you feel something...i'm open 👀👀 have a good day babe.

Strictly 18+ Content ahead. Minors do not engage!

Spread: BHS Tarot Deck(s): Tarot of Sexual Magic, Tarot of Casanova, Erotic Fantasy Tarot

Park Seo Joon Handcuffs you - 7 of Pentacles, King of Pentacles

It looks like Seo Joon would really enjoy putting some handcuffs on you, though he’s not likely to be rough about it. He’s more of a gentle captivator of yours and he might like to keep you motionless only to truly pamper you. Otherwise you might twitch, squirm and try to escape his sweet torture and he’s way too into this to allow that. He’s likely the one to pitch the idea first or he might even catch you off guard while kissing you. Next thing you know is the sound of clicking handcuffs and you are at his mercy. Not that he would overly abuse his power over you. He might like to slightly tease you but in the end, his major focus is your comfort. The cards suggest he’s truly likely to make this all about you and spoil you and if you’re not begging for it, he might pleasure you without finding his own release. What a selfless man!

Wi Ha Joon Spanks you - XVIII The Moon, 8 of Pentacles

It looks like spanking you is one of Ha Joon’s secret desires. He might not give any hints but one day he just spits it out, probably startling you for a second, maybe you even think he’s just joking but he’s not joking at all. The 8 of Pentacles suggests he might have a decent experience in this and he might be willing to eagerly share with you. While Ha Joon surely has considerable strength in his hands, he’s not likely to have a heavy arm when spanking you. He’s more than aware and he’s likely to start softly in order to make the experience as pleasurable for you as possible. Only if you encourage him to put more force into it, he’s likely to obey.

Ji Chang Wook Blindfolds you - XV The Devil, XIV Temperance

Wow! Two major arcana cards and the Devil card to top it… well… Blindfolding you is an act of encouragement. When Chang Wook blindfolds you, he’s giving you the freedom to express your most hidden desires. You might feel shy to share them when looking into his eyes but being blindfolded, you can say things that are on your mind. He’s likely to encourage you to be open, to share your wildest fantasies and whatever they are, Chang Wook will make them come true. It's a paradox that becoming more vulnerable to Chang Wook, actually gives you the courage and confidence to be yourself and accept all your hidden desires. While losing sight, you can finally focus on your body and what it truly craves. Giving the ability to see means giving in to your lust.

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gothbusterz · 3 years ago

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Someone send me a good filthy smut prompt. I’m bored and too stoned to come up with my own ideas ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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yoon-oh-what-i-deserve · 3 years ago

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Growing Cold - Jeong Jaehyun [Chapter 1]

Summary: How long does it take to fall in love with someone? How many seasons does it take to fall out of it? How long does it take to forget someone? But more importantly, how long does it take to remember everything?

Pairing: Jaehyun x f!reader.

Genre: fluff, smut, angst.

Content: explicit sex, suggestive, reader slightly older than Jaehyun, memory loss, a little bit of science fiction.

A/N: First of all, thank you so much for all the interest in this fic. I didn’t expect it to be this much. Also, thank you for the 113 followers! I’ll try to keeo the updates as consistant as possible, but I’m not sure if I’ll be able to follow through it because of my outside life. But I do intend on updating it every 2 weeks at first. Hope you all enjoy it!

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PARK SEO JOON BREAKS THE INTERNET - AGAIN.

Actor commented on Y/N Y/L/N’s photo and made everyone go crazy for a couple of hours

That Park Seo Joon is up and about giving us all a heart attack with his beautiful smile and amazing soul is the understatement of the year. The 30-year-old handsome actor is known to take everyone’s breath away with his wholehearted performances. In any drama or movie, you can bet. I mean, who hasn’t thought about him ever since She was Pretty? He made sure to stay constantly in our minds - and hearts.

Park Seo Joon is known for being openly active on social media, with his fun posts and stories on Instagram. However, fans had something to freak out about last weekend, as Sunday the actor liked and commented on a recent photo of model Y/N Y/L/N, to the despair of the fangirls.

Hundred of thousands of replies have been recorded and when asked about it, Park laughed it off. “She really is gorgeous. I’m not going to deny that.” (See video below)

Of course, there was nothing from the 26-year-old model, but there are theories going on about it on the internet, theories that have left this journalist open-mouthed. But would Y/N be having anything with the actor or is it just a long shot in the dark?

There hasn’t been anything about the two of them meeting in real life and while Park Seo Joon is always out and about, the same can’t be said about the model, who likes to keep her privacy and is often seen with another hot-shot, the singer Jeong Jaehyun, although neither of them has confirmed any kind of relationship between them and both say they’re only friends.

Whether or not this was just Park being a normal guy and complimenting a girl, we can’t stop thinking about how cute of a couple those two would make! We even managed to manip our new favorite ship! (See below)

~*~

Y/N stared at the screen of her phone for a few more moments before cracking up. She couldn’t believe her life had led her to this moment, one she would be featured in teenager magazines and shipped with an actor she had never met. Of course, she knew who he was, she had watched his movies and dramas and she had to admit that he was all that everyone was saying. But had she met him? No, of course not.

Her notifications on Instagram had been blowing up for the past 48 hours, making the girl mute the app and ignore all kinds of messages she had been receiving. It was a good idea, no drama, no fans throwing insults at her (something that would happen, she was sure of it), no fans asking things she couldn’t answer, no gossip magazines mentioning her on Twitter… Nothing. It was just Y/N, the bed she had been on, Netflix, and some good company. That is until she got a call from her best friend begging her to read that article.

Hana had been in her life for as long as she could remember, her best friend ever since they were little girls playing in the sandbox. They might have taken completely different paths in life, but they were always by each other’s side whenever it was needed.

Y/N was willing to read the article because it was Hana who wrote it. She would trust her best friend with everything in her life, even gossips the media wanted to spread.

The fact that Hana had been chosen to write something about her life was completely amusing. Sometimes, Y/N wondered if her best friend had told her boss they were best friends and that was why, but the truth is that Y/N knew, for a fact, that Hana had kept her mouth closed when it came to being friends with someone as famous as Y/N and it could only be the most ridiculous coincidence in the world. No one had ever suspected anything.

With a small smile, Y/N closed the e-mail her friend had sent her and shook her head. As always, Hana had written something so close to the truth without saying anything that she couldn’t believe the way her friend had with words. She had no other way than to say it was perfect and she wouldn’t change a thing.

From: Y/N

To: Hana

You know, one of these days they’ll get suspicious as to how you know so much about my life.

From: Hana

To: Y/N

I’ll just tell them I stan you. I’m an obsessive fangirl. But how is it?

From: Y/N

To: Hana

You know it’s perfect. Now stop freaking out, cause I know you are!

From: Hana

To: Y/N

This could very well be my ship!

From: Y/N

To: Hana

You are aware that I have never met him, right?

From: Hana

To: Y/N

Oh, sweetie… God works in mysterious ways.

Y/N couldn’t believe what she was reading. There were times she worried about Hana living for far too long in her teenage years with all the young celebrities she had to be in touch with for her job - and for her own pleasure too. Of course, you never know what the future holds, but there was no way Y/N would ever be with Park Seo Joon. She was perfectly fine the way she was, with who she was. Even if she didn’t have anyone, exactly, at the time.

Her life was great the way it was and adding drama to it, as the comments had made sure to confirm her worries, was nothing but a waste of time.

Hana sent her just a thumb up as a reply, something Y/N knew that meant she had posted the article and Y/N couldn’t wait to see what else would be said about her after that.

With a devious smile on her face, the girl opened her Instagram for the first time that week and clicked on her most recent photo, the comment Seo Joon had left being the first one. And then she clicked on the heart next to it without a second thought.

Instantly, her phone blew up with at least five messages from her best friend.

From: Hana

To: Y/N

You bitch!

I can’t believe you just did that

I’m gonna fucking kill you, Y/L/N

Couldn’t you have done it before I posted it?

I hate you so much!

From: Y/N

To: Hana

I just gave you another story to write. You should love me!

From: Hana

To: Y/N

🖕

The laugh that erupted from Y/N was loud and genuine. She loved messing with her best friend to the point of making her professional life a living hell sometimes.

“What’s so funny?” a raspy voice called her out, her laughter slowly dying out as she stared ahead, the once empty room now giving sight to something she quite enjoyed.

There was a reason Y/N liked to keep her life private; There was a reason she found no trouble at all in setting all her apps on mute and that reason was standing right in front of her. His wet jet-black hair dripping into the floor and slowly tracing down his handsome face, leading down past his shoulders, glistening in the fluorescent light against his chest, one she had so many times run her hands over. The marks of her nails still painting in a soft red on the pale skin, dying down on the white towel poorly secured around his waist.

Y/N followed all of it in complete silence, her eyes never daring to move from the man standing in the doorway of the bathroom, his dark brown eyes focused on her shallow breaths, the way her chest seemed to rise and fall in the bra she was wearing, the only piece of clothing her upper body was sporting.

Her eyes had turned into a darker shade, something he could see from where he was, something he enjoyed a little too much. Her long legs, hidden under the white thick duvet, squirmed under his intense stare, her insides churning in excitement as she watched his hungry eyes roam all over her.

Jaehyun had known Y/N for a good three years. They had been introduced in a party Johnny had thrown and hit it off immediately. At the time, both of them had completely different lives, both of them dated and there was nothing more than genuine friendship. They were both easy people to talk to, had pretty much the same interests. And even though they had super busy schedules, it was always easy to talk through messages and phone calls.

It all started to change, though, when both of their relationships went down the drain and what once was an innocent friendship saw there the chance to change into something else.

There was no name to what they had, they hadn’t talked about it. A whole year had gone without it being fully addressed, but it wasn’t just a friends with benefits thing and they both knew it.

It was something else, something, as much as they liked to deny, with deeper feelings involved. It wasn’t easy to simply hide it from everyone. They had to be cautious, they couldn’t let people out of their friends' circle get suspicious, they couldn’t let anyone notice how much they meant to each other.

It was easier that way, less dramatic, and more personal. Something they would only share with people they were comfortable with. And yet they weren’t anything official.

There was something dreadful in being in a committed relationship when they had started whatever they had. The ghosts of their pasts still lingering over them, so it was only natural to take things as they came, to move around it and see where it was going to lead them. But maybe neither of them had thought it would last this long without coming to a real thing.

They had grown used to how they worked and thought that there was nothing to be talked about.

“It’s just Hana,” she shrugged it off, her brain finally snapping out of her thoughts.

There was something she would never be able to do when standing anywhere near that man, and it was stop fantasizing about him. He was like her own kind of Greek god, the personification of a sacred deity thrown into this Earth to be of her delight. There could be a thousand lifetimes and there weren’t going to be one of them that she didn’t find him handsome, no matter what. He just caused that kind of feelings in her.

“Oh,” he muttered, his body leaning off the wood, his soft steps echoing through the floor as he made his way to the girl. “I thought we were supposed to pretend we were stranded in a deserted island,” he smirked, his eyes ravishing over her exposed chest, taking every inch of her skin in, his tongue darting out of his mouth to run over his smooth lips.

“You were taking a little too long on that shower,” Y/N murmured, her eyes wide open as she watched the man walking up to her, her hands twitching in excitement to run over his torso and add a few more scratch marks to it.

The hunger in his eyes was like fuel to her, burning too bright and hot that she felt it in her core, his breath fanning over her face, now too close to her and yet too far. He was towering over the girl, his body hovering hers, not touching an inch of it, much to her dismay.

“I had to keep myself entertained,” she breathed out, her lips brushing against his in a feeble attempt of toying with him, baiting him in her mercy; he didn’t buy it. Jaehyun knew her way too well.

“I’m sure you could have thought of better ways to do it,” he mumbled, his hand slowly tracing the curve of her neck, intertwining in her hair softly, caressing her while still running his tongue over his lips, watching as she tried to keep her eyes on his, but failing to unfocus from his mouth. “I’m sure you could’ve just…” he started once again, his hand now retreating from the hair and sliding down her arms, softly and slowly, the touch leaving goosebumps in its wake as his breath fanned down on her, her eyes now shut in anticipation. “You could’ve just joined me.”

Jaehyun left no time for a reply, it was never his intention.

Without a single second to spare, his lips crashed down on hers, roughly and hungry, their breaths mingling and panting, the only sound in the bedroom aside from the occasional smacks of their lips.

Jaehyun’s hands couldn’t find a home, traveling from her arms to her waist, pulling her closer to him, feeling her chest flush against his, her warmth spreading through him as a safety blanket, her legs freeing from the confines of the duvet before closing around him at the same time his hands reached her back, his fingers carefully running down her spine. The touch was so gentle she couldn’t help but moan at the feeling it caused, her back arching off the bed and into him, her mouth opening in the shape of an O.

Jaehyun took it as his advantage, sliding his tongue into her mouth in a wet kiss, exploring every corner of her mouth, massaging her own tongue before fighting for dominance over the kiss, which she surrendered to him.

Y/N kissed him in abandonment as if leaving her whole life to him, giving him everything she had, everything she would ever have.

She clutched to his neck fiercer, fingers slipping into his hair and pulling at the roots with wanton, desperately trying to draw a moan out of him, with success.

He could never get enough of that woman and she knew exactly what to do to get him going, but if he was to ever make it to their appointment, he would have to put an end to it and soon. Jaehyun could feel himself coming up with excuses to his friends as to why he didn’t show up to their party already.

Gasping out for air, Jaehyun broke their connection, his nose running along her cheeks to her shoulders, leaving open-mouthed kisses on her collarbone, his mind reminding him of not leaving any visible mark on her skin before, finally, sucking in the skin on her chest, right above her breast, a small gasp coming out of her throat, her eyes still closed as she bit her lips together in pleasure.

“You should get ready,” Jaehyun murmured against her skin, his lips still taunting her endlessly.

“Can’t we just… Skip it?” Her voice sounded so broken for having to leave at that exact moment. She just wanted to spend the rest of the evening lying on that bed at his mercy. The real world could suck sometimes.

“Again?” Jaehyun chuckled, his face now in front of hers. “Didn’t we just skip your friend’s party yesterday?”

“And look at how much more fun we had,” she bargained, her brown eyes dark in want as she stared at him.

Jeong Jaehyun had the power of making her turn into putty by only being in the room and he knew it.

The singer smiled down at the girl, pressed a lingering kiss to her lips and pulled away before she could get too carried away.

“Go get ready, beautiful,” he laughed walking away.

“Tease!”

~*~

Contrary to his belief, they actually left home and just in time to miss the rush hour, something both of them were glad. Although it was a fairly quick ride from Seocho-gu to Itaewon, you never know how much time you would lose stuck in trafic.

It was one thing when you didn’t have much to do, but when you had a party, even if a small gathering, the anxiety of being in the same place for too long would be too much.

Y/N sat in the passenger seat, enjoying the view of the city flashing past them as the car headed towards the center of the city, a low song playing on the radio, keeping the atmosphere in the vehicle serene and light. Golden specks of light entered through the windshield, the last rays of sunshine of the day illuminating their skin in a golden tone, Jaehyun’s eyes hidden by his black ray-ban focusing on the road ahead.

She took the time to admire it all, the way his hands held the steering-wheel expertly, sliding across it every now and then, the same hands she loved running around her body, the same hands she loved to just hold and have it clasped around hers.

The sunlight kissed his skin almost adoringly, highlighting his cheekbones and adding a new color to the speck of tones she had seen his face turn into. Y/N knew that if Jaehyun were to take off his glasses at that moment, his eyes wouldn’t be the same dark brown color they always were; they would have turned into a melted chocolate-color, like someone had melted the delicacy and poured into his irises. It was mesmerizing and breathtaking, worth of losing herself into them. And she had, so many times it was beyond her comprehension, but she didn’t mind one bit.

Y/N reached her hands over the handbrake, her palm turned up in an obvious sign of telling Jaehyun something. His right hand let go of the steering-wheel, intertwining on hers without a second thought, his face turning to her side with a smile plastered on his lips, the devotion his eyes held hidden by the dark shades he had on.

It was at times like these that the singer felt like he had everything he could have asked for. Everything felt right, even if it didn’t seem like it.

There was something about the way their hands seemed to fit effortlessly, how they always had been thinking the same thing before speaking it, how they seemed to be in the exact same place when it came to their lives.

It was uncanny that they should be together. Everyone had said so, from his friends to his family, always bugging him about it, saying that he had to properly ask her to be his girlfriend. A girl like that wasn’t easy to find, that’s what his dad said whenever they visited.

But it wasn’t so simple. They had been ‘together’ for so long that he just couldn’t see the right way or the right time to do it. They had fallen into a pattern that their relationship was real and official, even if unspoken, even if hidden from the world. Saying something just felt like doubting everything they had ever had.

“Have I ever told you how much I like it when you bring me to meet your friends?” Her voice disrupted his track of thought, bringing him back into reality and to the car.

His hand was still wrapped around hers as he drove down the road, the sun barely visible in the horizon. She had perked up in her seat, something Y/N always seemed to do when she wanted to share some kind of secret. It was endearing watching her whole self light up at the idea of telling someone something she deemed intimate.

“You do?” His eyes went back to hers, watching the excitement take over her features, her eyes brightening as she looked back at him in innocence, her head tilted to the side as if she couldn’t believe he was asking her that.

“Of course I do!” She hooted. “What’s not to like? They are all always so welcoming and fun to be around. They bring some other side of you too, I guess. You seem more relaxed, more natural and... More you. Something I only get to see when you’re not on the spotlight.” Y/N proposed, her fingers snapping up as she listed everything she had said. “Not to mention the fact that they’re super funny and make everything feel safe. It makes me feel like everything is so normal.”

Jaehyun smiled. He understood everything she was saying and couldn’t help but agree. It seemed like they were in a safe environment every time they were with them, the world could fall apart and yet they would remain one.

It seemed strange that a group of people could hold such importance to them, but it made sense to him. With his friends, it was a few of the moments that he could be himself, without any pressure. It was like going home every time he needed to go back.

The fact that Y/N felt the same way meant something to him. He didn’t know what yet, but it had something to do with the fact that his chest would feel warm sharing with her all the memories he had made and were to make with them.

It didn’t mind what it was or how silly it seemed to anyone else. She would listen to him intently and appreciate the fact that he felt like he could share it with her, could trust on her with bits of him that weren’t on full display. And she loved it. She loved listening to him talking, she loved picturing his younger version doing all the things coming out of his mouth. Maybe that was why she loved those counted getaways with him and his group of friends.

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