#you're one of us now queue.

[monstersunderneath]

sender licks receivers blood off their thumb

🩸  ――――       SHE  WAS  EMBARRASSED  BY  ART  ONCE  AGAIN,  BESTING  HER  AND  RUBBING  IT  IN  HER  FACE  BY  ENJOYING  THE  BLOOD  HE  SPILLE  FROM  HER  PAINTED  ON  HIS  THUMB.  it  infuriated  sienna  to  a  point  where  her  rage  was  consuming  her  from  the  inside,  making  her  blood  boil,  and  her  limbs  quake  with  aggression.  she  vowed  from  the  moment  she  began  this  fight  with  @ourdyingwords  that  she  would  do  everything  in  her  power  to  defeat  him.  she  still  didn't  know  how  she  would  do  this  but  she'd  settle  for  causing  him  as  much  pain  as  possible.  she  stood  back  up  on  her  feet  and  spread  them  apart,  scowling  at  him,  and  squinting  her  eyes  in  anger.        “        you're  DISGUSTING        ”     she  yelled  at  him.  she  stepped  on  the  handle  of  a  shovel  that  laid  next  to  her  feet,  causing  it  to  prop  up  quickly  which  she  then  promptly  took  a  hold  of  and  slammed  the  metal  plate  against  art's  face.  she  wanted  to  see  him  bleed  too.  he  deserved  every  bit  of  pain  she  could  cause  him;  it  might  not  do  him  in  in  the  way  she  was  always  hoping  but  it  was  enough  to  make  her  feel  better.  he  was  an  evil,  soulless  thing  and  she  would  take  great  pleasure  in  causing  him  pain,  hoping  to  eventually  lead  him  to  his  death.  she  stood  above  him  and  knocked  him  again  in  the  face  with  his  shovel,        “      i  owe  you  pain.        ”

[monstersunderneath]

🩸  ――――         LAWRENCE  NEVER  THOUGHT  HE'D  SEE  THE  DAY  WHEN  HE  WOULD  SEE  ADAM  AGAIN  AFTER  THAT  DREADFUL  NIGHT.  every  day  since  his  miraculous  escape,  he  had  thought  about  what  he  was  forced  to  endure  and  the  victim  that  was  forced  to  do  the  same.  for  months,  in  the  beginning,  he  tried  his  hardest  to  not  think  about  it  and  attempt  to  leave  it  in  the  past,  but  the  more  he  fought  it,  the  more  it  began  to  consume  him,  and  before  he  could  really  come  head  to  head  with  his�� trauma,  john  had  scooped  him  up  and  seduced  him  into  the  way  of  life  that  is  jigsaw.  he  was  a  part  of  this  now,  and  he  saw  the  good  that  john  was  doing   —   in  his  own,  little  sadistic  way   —   and  lawrence  really  didn't  particularly  agree  with  his  methods,  but  he  did  this  because  he  owed  it  to  john.  now  he  owed  it  to  adam  to  help  him  find  some  peace.  even  though  they  have  only  spent  a  few  short  hours  with  each  other  in  their  lifetime,  adam  was  the  only  person  that  lawrence  could  relate  to;  the  only  person  that  could  possibly  understand  the  weight  of  their  shared  trauma.

HE  NODS  AT  HIS  WORDS,  PRESSING  HIS  LIPS  TOGETHER  GENTLY  AS  HE  LISTENS  TO  HIS  FRIEND.        ❛      i'm  sure,  i  wouldn't  doubt  it.  i  think  i'd  rather  stay  here.  i'm  glad  you  found  your  way  back,  though      ❜     he  responded,  offering  adam  a  half  -  hearted  smile.  he  looked  around  the  room,  seeing  everyone  was  beginning  to  flood  in  for  the  next  session  of  saw  victims  anonymous.  he  looks  back  at  adam,        ❛      that's  a  good  first  step,  adam.  i've  dealt  with  it,  too.  i  had  a  drinking  problem  for  a  while  after  it  all  first  went  down.  my  wife  couldn't  take  it  anymore  but,  here  i  am,  good  as  new      ❜     he  told  him,  lying  through  his  teeth.  sure,  he  didn't  lie  about  the  alcoholism  or  his  wife  leaving  him,  but  he  sure  as  hell  wasn't  good.  he  had  a  long  way  to  go  before  he  achieved  that  status.  he  nods,        ❛      they  have,  really.  it's  nice  to  know  that  there  are  other  people  out  there.  you're  not  alone   [   .  .  .  .   ]   are  you  going  to  share  tonight     ?     you  don't  have  to,  if  you  feel  you're  not  ready.     ❜

Adam wouldn't say he held any sort of resentment towards Lawrence for never seeing him once he dragged himself out of the bathroom, trying not to bleed to death. They had been strangers before it all, and had only spent six hours of their entire lives together. And that time together had been nothing short of a nightmare. He couldn't blame Larry for not wanting to have anything to do with that experience. And it wasn't like Adam had reached out to him, either, and given that Lawrence was a doctor and Adam was a shady photographer he was the easier one to find.

Of course he has no way of knowing that now Lawrence has access to all the same information that had been gathered about Adam before the bathroom.

"New York. That's where she lives. Never thought I'd stay in an apartment smaller than the one I had before, but New York's are borderline criminal."

The observation is made without an air of judgement but Adam is still a little embarrassed anyway. He knows he's a mess. Known for a long time. He had just hoped it wasn't so obvious at first glance. Maybe it's just the residual affects of drug withdrawal.

"I mean, I've been better. Obviously. But, you know, the fact that I can actually be sober now is a big improvement." Adam plays with a rogue thread from the sleeve of his shirt to keep his hands busy while he looks back at Lawrence. "How've you been doing? These meetings really helping you?"

[14dayswithyou]

That is all thank you

ANSWERED: Art credit for da first Ren meme goes to @meo-eiru!!

BUT HELPPPPP THESE ARE SO FUNNY JDSGJH T_T The Moth meme + Uno meme had me CACKLING lmaoooooooo

[squarerankinsigniasacramento]

SIGNAL BASED TIME TRAVEL: IF YOU HAVE MILITARY COMPUTERS THAT ENABLE YOU TO TRAVEL TO A FOREIGN PLANET AND DISGUISE YOURSELF AS A MEMBER OF THE CIVILIAN POPULATION, AN ILLEGAL SPY IN TERMS OF LAWS RELATED TO WAR, YOU CAN USE THOSE COMPUTERS TO SEARCH OUR COMPUTER NETWORK, WHICH WE CALL THE INTERNET. CAN YOU SAY IT WITH ME? IN TER NET. LET ME REALLY SLOW IT DOWN BECAUSE YOU SEEM TO BE HARD OF HEARING OR FUNCTIONALLY DEFICIENT IN TERMS OF COGNITION OR COMPREHENSION

In tur net

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[tracle0]

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[monstersunderneath]

🩸  ――――       ANDY  WAS  ELATED  TO  SEE  NICA  ONCE  AGAIN.  he  had  been  dreadfully  worried  about  her  well  being  with  chucky  stuck  inside  her  head  and  who  knows  what  kind  of  things  he's  been  whispering  to  her,  the  things  he's  more  than  likely  forcing  her  to  do  against  her  will.  he's  come  to  care  so  much  about  nica  and,  even  though  it  was  quite  difficult  for  him  to  ever  admit  it,  his  heart  has  grown  fond  of  her.  maybe  it  was  because  of  their  mutual  trauma  when  it  came  to  chucky  but  andy  liked  to  think  it  ran  deeper  than  that.  he  could  see  nica's  soul  through  her  eyes  when  she  spoke  of  how  much  she  wanted  to  be  rid  of  chucky  and  all  the  things  she's  come  to  regret.  she  was  good;  she  deserved  a  real  chance  at  life.  he  takes  a  small  swig  of  his  drink  as  he  listened  to  her,        “      of  course  i  do,  nica.  you  deserve  the  help   [   ....   ]        ”     he  told  her,  looking  into  her  eyes  deeply.           “       i   —   i  know  of  that  site.  i  can  look  more  into  it.  there's  gotta  be  something  on  there  that  can  tell  us  how  to  get  rid  of  that  little  fucker       ”    he  said,  determination  oozing  from  his  words.  he  downed  the  rest  of  his  drink  quickly  and  then  turns  in  his  stool  to  fully  face  her,        “      come  on,  lets  get  out  of  here.  we  can  go  back  to  my  place  and  look  it  up.  i  have  other  stuff  we  can  look  at  it  too   [   ....   ]        ”

she's happier, maybe happier than she could imagine. the fact that andy had missed her hadn't quite registered, but there was still something that she liked about it. she missed him, too. chucky hated it, && she knew it, but it was the only real thing that kept him quiet. keeping him quiet was so odd those days, taking a lot of time in order for her to get some sort of peace && quiet inside her own head. there wasn't a lot that she was able to keep to herself, including how she felt about andy. she && chucky made the others' lives miserable, but that was something that they'd managed to live with. that's fuckin' rich, kid, chucky comments. she realizes the smug words didn't hit the same way they usually did. was chucky losing his touch? no. she's just gotten used to those barbs over the years. its better than not having anything to really fall back on, when she got down to the meat of the situation. "i'm glad that you still want to help me," she admits, keeping her voice a little low as she tries to order her thoughts. there's another, slightly less mean chuckle from chucky and she rubs the back of her neck. "he'd mentioned something ... voodoofordummies.com or some shit like that. i think that's what he'd been using to do everything."

[monstersunderneath]

🩸 ―――― IT WAS A DARK NIGHT AT THE PIER OF SANTA CARLA AND IT WAS THE PERFECT NIGHT TO PREY AND FEED UPON THE LIVING. it was the murder capital of the world after all and it was his duty that he and his boys see to it that its reputation stay intact. he wouldn't go out without his vampire queen, though. he enters into the vampire's den and spots nessa sitting, enjoying the quiet. he comes up from behind her and places his hands over her eyes, smirking, “ guess who. and if you guess right, you might get a little gift [ .... ] ” he whispers in her ear and then nibbles on her earlobe gently. he was full of surprises tonight.

closed starter for @blndevmp.

[div-divington]

Federal Bureau of Control

--> the Research Sector

[lofe-arts]

To keep it humble, now lets look at one of my least favorites I drew for Funguary. I don't even think it's *bad* it's just that I don't like it. I was still trying new brushes, new styles, and It was just one of those days it isn't all coming together like you hope it will. It can be really discouraging when you find yourself in that position, but that's just how art is.

And, real talk? It makes looking back at my favorites even better. Because yeah I don't like this one and yeah I just wasnt able to execute the idea that was in my head to the standard I wanted, but it's not because i'm not capable and just a few images away in my Funguary folder is proof of that. Maybe sometimes I'm drawing like this, but it makes the times when I bust out the glowshroom even better.

This one cannot be bought on redbubble currently. If this somehow breaks containment and it turns out someone really wants this I'll be happy to put it up for you, but it didn't bring me joy, so it hasn't gone on the shelf yet.

[monstersunderneath]

🩸  ――――       PENNYWISE  ENJOYED  INFLICTING  PAIN,  SUFFERING,  AND  TERROR  INTO  ITS  VICTIMS  BEFORE  FEASTING  UPON  THEIR  FLESH.  it  made  them  taste  better,  giving  it  a  sense  of  seasoning  before  he  dined  on  them.  it  was  like  an  appetizer  for  IT.  when  pennywise  had  grabbed  the  girl's  face  and  invaded  her  mind  with  all  the  worst  horrors  and  fears  she's  experienced  in  her  life,  IT  noticed  a  man  made  of  blades  and  a  burned  face  that  could  scare  any  child;  something  that  nightmares  were  made  of.  this  interested  the  clown,  making  IT  smirk  widely  in  a  sinister  fashion.  IT  could  use  this;  IT  could  even  transform  into  this  figure  she's  been  running  away  from  and  hiding  for  so  long.  IT  could  tell  this  was  ITs  gateway  into  becoming  a  part  of  her.

PENNYWISE  FINALLY  LET  HER  GO  AND  STEPPED  BACK,  GETTING  ON  ALL  FOURS  AS  IT  STARED  AT  HER  FROM  BELOW.  ITs  eyes  began  to  glow  a  harsh  yellow  and  ITs  teeth  bared,  snarling  at  her.        “      ooo,  that's  what  you're  so  afraid  of,  little  girl     ?     you're  afraid  of  the  man  with  blades  as  fingers     ?     tell  me,  did  he   —   hurt  you     ?       ”     IT  asked  sinsiterly,  getting  up  and  suddenly  changing  visage;  wearing  the  same  guise  of  the  man  her  nightmares  were  made  of.  ITs  fingers,  which  were  known  the  same  blades,  reached  out  and  stroked  her  hair.        “      you'll  never  be  rid  of  me,  camilla   [   ....   ]       ”     even  ITs  voice  changed.

          her  unwavering  gaze  remaines  on  the  clown,   apprehensive  that  diverting  her  eyes  would  draw  it  nearer.   she  even  moves  backwards  a  few  strides  as  an  added  measure.   enough  to  instill  a  sense  of  safety  in  her,   enabling  her  to  escape  if  given  the  chance.   she  felt  an  increasing  surge  of  foolishness  for  consenting  to  the  senseless  dare  now  that  she  could  get  a  clearer  sight  of  it's  painted  face  and  experiences  the  chilling,  bone - rattling  sinister  laugh  that  shook  her  to  her  very  core,   sending  an  icy  shiver  running  up  her  spine.   

           " Um,  you're  welcome?      --      I  don't  know...    Maybe  a  taco. "    she  moves  forward  by  half  a  step  as  the  clown  vanishes  behind  the  rock  it  had  been  occupying,   driven  by  curiosity  to  uncover  the  clown's  intentions  behind  it.   the  frigit  sensation  that  coursed  up  her  spine  sends  another  jolt  through  her  as  she  momentarily  closes  her  eyes  and  breathes  in  deeply,   her  feet  slowly  pivoting  until  eyes  flutter  open  again  to  settle  on  the  transformed  figure.   she  suddenly  becames  immobilized,   entering  a  trance  as  a  multitude  of  fears  began  infiltrating  her  thoughts,   surrendering  her  to  relive  the  horrors  inflicted  by  the  man  with  blades  as  fingers  who  haunts  her  dreams  once  more.

[doodlingwren]

Aughhghghh still busy <3 sorry for the late replies to comments and such lol bye <33333

[teaboot]

Okay so like. You know your own name as a kid, right?

You remember how it sounds, how your parents say it, how your friends say it- you learn how to spell it, and maybe even what it means and why it was given to you, and it's yours.

It's not a tangible, physical thing, like your hair or your fingernails, but it's yours. It belongs to you.

So, like. Imagine there comes a point in life where everyone gets their name tattooed to their forehead, or something.

Could be when they're two. Could be when they're twenty. Hell, it could be when they're eighty, or ninety-nine, or whenever. But it's everybody, and it's inevitable, and it happens.

Now imagine the time comes for you, and you get up after and look in the mirror and realize they spelled it wrong.

And you have to go outside and live your life in a world where everybody is so totally used to knowing people's names on sight that not a single person second-guesses that your parents named you Susam, or Ahley, or Benjabib.

And you know it's wrong, every time you hear it, but you can choose to explain every single time- every time you're called in a coffee queue, every time a teacher picks you in class, every time you meet a new person or bump into a stranger or are greeted on the street, by children and employers and door-to-door salesmen and your fucking waitress- or you can kind of just learn to grit your teeth and ignore it.

You still notice, of course- maybe you learn to accept it, maybe you hate it every time, but whether you do anything about it or not, you still know. You know people have the wrong word for you in your head.

You know they still mean YOU, but it's not you.

So what's your solution?

Do you shrug, decide it doesn't matter, and go about your life?

Do you smear the typo over with foundation, pencil in new letters every morning?

Do you stare into the mirror sometimes and think, "wow, I should really get that fixed"?

Maybe you save up your money and get it removed, or covered up, or changed to something else. Maybe the whole damn thing was wrong, and you've been a Jacob running around as a Hailey this whole damn time.

That's the best way to explain it. It's not an easily-provable thing, or a demonstrable thing, or a feeling I can one-for-one substitute as something else-

but that's what it's like to know you're not a girl.

[nondelphic]

the five stages of grief: writer's edition

denial: "this draft is amazing. no need for edits. it’s practically perfect as is." you’re so confident that you close the document for the day, smiling like you’ve just discovered the next great american novel (or swedish, or british, whatever). plot hole? who is she?

anger: "why did i ever think this was good? this is garbage. i am garbage. my characters are flat, my dialogue is cringe, and my prose sounds like a robot swallowed a thesaurus and threw up on the page." rage-quit the doc and go aggressively scroll pinterest for "writing inspiration" that you will never use.

bargaining: "if i fix this one scene, the whole thing will click into place. i just need to write one more subplot, maybe five more chapters, a quick rewrite of the entire ending, and then it'll be fine. totally manageable." queue up 17 youtube videos on "how to fix your plot" that you play in the background while staring at your ceiling.

depression: "i will never finish this book. it’s doomed. i’m doomed. why do i even write? who let me have ideas?!" lay dramatically on your bed, considering taking up knitting or rock collecting instead. cry a little over how your characters deserve a better writer.

acceptance: "this is the best i can do right now, and that’s okay. i’ll take a break, come back with fresh eyes, and remember why i love this stupid, broken story." suddenly, your MC whispers something brilliant, and you're like wait… maybe i'm a genius after all.

and the cycle begins again. writing is a joy.

[monstersunderneath]

🩸  ――――       DAVID  ALWAYS  LOVED  SANTA  CARLA.  so  many  tasty  mortals  to  eat  that  walked  around  and  practically  begged  for  one  of  his  boys  to  snatch  them  up.  they  all  knew  about  the  dangers  at  night  because  of  the  consisent  missing  persons  reports  and  yet  they  still  bared  their  necks  for  all  the  vampires  to  see  and  fantasize  about.  it  seemed  like  this  raven  haired  woman  followed  in  their  footsteps  which  only  made  david  even  more  elated  to  get  into  something  reckless  with  her.  she  radiated  energy  that  screamed  wild  and  aggressive.  maybe  it  was  the  way  she  moved  her  body  before  he  approached  or  maybe  it  was  the  way  she  leaned  back  onto  him  and  practically  invited  his  sinister  energy.  she  wasn't  like  the  other  girls;  she  was  different  and  he  was  already  obsessed.

HE  SMIRKED  AT  HER  WORDS,  PLAYFULLY  PLACING  HIS  HANDS  ON  HER  HIPS  ONCE  SHE  TURNS  AROUND  FULLY  TO  FACE  HIM.        “      you're  definitely  not.  you're  somewhere  a  hell  of  a  lot  more  fun       ”     he  started,  his  smirk  never  fading  from  his  lips.  oh,  she  didn't  have  to  say  that  her  blood  was  pumping;  he  could  hear  her  heart  pounding  in  his  ears  and  he  could  see  her  prominent  veins  pulsating  on  her  neck.  the  heat  coming  off  of  her  practically  had  him  wanting  to  pant  like  a  dog.  damn,  this  girl  already  has  him  in  a  chokehold.        “       i  think  i'm  going  to  show  you  just  how  fun  this  place  is   —        ”     he  told  her  and  proceeded  to  grab  her  by  the  waist  to  pull  against  his  body  close.

HE  WAS  PROBABLY  BEING  A  LITTLE  TOO  FORWARD  BUT  DAVID  HAS  ALWAYS  BEEN  THE  KIND  OF  GUY  THAT  IF  HE  WANTED  SOMETHING   —   HE  WAS  GOING  TO  GET  IT,  NO  MATTER  THE  COST.  he  danced  against  her  body,  feeling  the  way  she  was  swaying  with  the  music  and  how  her  heart  was  pounding  against  his  chest.  the  closeness  between  them  both  only  made  him  want  her  more  than  before,  if  that  was  even  possible.  his  hand  moves  up  to  move  her  hair  from  her  neck,  staring  at  her  veins  with  lust,  his  mouth  beginning  to  water.         “       i  gotta  know  your  name   —        ”     he  whispered  to  her,  leaning  back  to  look  into  her  dark  eyes.  

In the crackling light of a beachside bonfire, 'barely legal' looked 'close enough' for most people. It wasn't like Faith was doing anything untoward anyhow- dancing wasn't a crime. Drinking beer probably was, but no one was paying attention on Halloween night in Santa Carla. And from what the young Slayer had heard, most demons and vamps took the night off anyways.

It wasn't Boston, but Faith could make things work out here. The boardwalk was pretty wicked, and her Watcher had suggested a stop in the small California town for a reason. What that reason was, she wasn't paying attention- maybe stocking up on weapons? Some ancient artifacts? And there was always something to slay the other 364 days a year.

She wore a Dorothy Gale dress that was a little small in the chest, comfortably teasing the boys around her as she danced. Gingham did a girl some good. Yeah, sure, a wholesome movie heroine wasn't super sexy in some respects, but it was never about turning heads with the costume. No matter what she wore, Faith attracted guys all the same- like the bleach blonde 'bloodsucker' here. Oh, it was almost too perfect.

Faith felt him leaning in from behind and she slowed her rhythmic dance, craning her neck for a better look. He was cute- wicked suave in the warm light of the fire. Even with the Dracula getup. "Well now. I don't think I'm in Kansas anymore. Lucky for you, all this dancing's got my blood pumping. So, whatcha gonna do about it, big boy?"

[leeechin]

☆ he got that in him

shy bf jungwon ! (18+) 🪽 🦢 ☀️ 🫧

a/n: i feel like this isn't rlly jungwon :( !! but it's all just fiction 🙄 and i just love this man sooo much. please do let me know if there are typos! i do go over before i publish but i sometimes miss it 😢 reqs are open !! don't be afraid to ask :)

✧ pairing: idol!jungwon x influencer!reader + warnings: smut with plot YAYYY. dom!jungwon x subfem!reader, unprotected sex (don't do that), jungwon hits it from the back lol, riding, ass slapping, degradation (use of the words whore, slut, etc), pet names (baby, won, wonnie, etc), size kink, orgasm denial (so mean jungwon), rough sex, jungwon is such a shy guy wrapped around your finger in public, but is such a freak in bed it’s insane.

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you quite literally needed jungwon every second in your life. your attachment to him was so strong it was sometimes concerning.

"are you sure you don't want to just go with me in my car?" your boyfriend asks, walking out of your bathroom with a towel wrapped around his lower waist.

you didn't respond but instead stared at the muscles on his stomach, watching how his lower abdomen sucked in a little bit and you were so entranced by the sight infront of you, mouth watering slightly. your whole world stopped for a bit to just simply admire yang jungwon.

you're finishing up some assignments for class. you decided that you're joining jungwon at his group's house gathering an hour or two later than the time he's arriving. you didn't have to worry about missing out too much, the gathering will be going on for a while.

it was jake who decided to throw a mini gathering, including all of the members, and a few other people including you. the gathering including your favorite, an outdoor barbecue and bonfire.

"yeah won." you frown, "have to finish this thesis or else professor jeong will not give me the end of it." scoffing at the mention of your professor. you turn around and your eyes nearly pop out of your socket at what you see. "actually.. are you sure we even have to go..?" you tease, now standing infront of your boyfriend and teasing the sides of the towel that could be down with one small tug, wanting to pull it off your boyfriend.

"quit it perv!" jungwon jokes, "you'll get what's under this towel later tonight." he winks, wrapping a hand around your waist to give you a kiss, you whined when he pulled his soft lips away. "now be a good girl and finish your assignments, i'll see you there in couple hours." patting the back off your ass playfully. going to the closet and picking out an outfit.

you curiously watch your boyfriend style his hair, focus completely shifted from the work you had left with school. "don't you have some assignments to finish?" eyebrows raising at your eyes not blinking once.

"yeahyeah your right." you respond a little flustered, a slight tint flowing on your cheeks. jungwon walks over to your desk, placing a kiss on the top of your head. "see you later baby." then he walked out of your room.

you sigh, already missing the presence of your jungwon. it takes another hour and a half before you're finished with all of your assignments for the week. closing your laptop aggressively, victory filling in your head as you don't have to worry about completing your work this weekend.

you're quick to change out of jungwon's t-shirt, putting on a pair of dark green cargo shorts that hugged your thighs perfectly, and a simple white baby tee with the brands cute logo on the back. grabbing your keys on the counter by the door, dashing out the door, to your car. you had a feeling that you wouldn't be returning home tonight, instead staying over at enhypen's house.

"what's that look on your face jungwon? missing y/n huh?" jake teases him. "she's got him wrapped around her finger! see how she always initiates everything!" jay adds on. "she probably controls ALL the shit that goes on in bed!" someone else says.

"i am NOT talking to you guys about my bed activities." the members laughing at jungwon's quick defense. knowing they're right, atleast they think so.

arriving at the house, you might've underestimated the weather, feeling a little bit cold as you welcomed yourself in, kicking your shoes off at the entrance, carrying them with you to the backyard to put them on again.

"look who's here! we were just talking about you!" ni-ki greets you. "nothing bad i hope." you respond, "don't worry it wasn't anything bad! just talked about how you've practically got jungwon wrapped around your finger." sunoo says, maybe he ran his mouth a little too much, sunghoon glaring at him as sunoo placed both of his hands over his mouth.

you laugh in response to that, "jungwon's just such a loving boyfriend. i really hit the jackpot with this one." beaming at jungwon, you were being held with one arm around your waist. jay started the barbecue and the rest of the members went to help with setting up everything.

jungwon noticed your body slightly shivering. "are you cold sweetheart?" "mm, just a little bit" murmuring that as a reply. your boyfriend taking off his sweatshirt that he was wearing and putting it on you. "i'm not that cold anyways. gotta go help set up stuff, karina's by the pool chairs." he gives you a kiss on your cheek.

"nice arms" you tease, moving one of your hands to squeeze his now bare biceps. you were definitely going to thank heesung later for urging jungwon to frequent the gym more. that white t-shirt was hugging all the right parts of jungwon's upper half.

"not right now baby." he speaks in a low voice to you, "can't help it you look so hot right now." whining and looking up to your boyfriend. jungwon leans down to give you a quick kiss on your lips. karina's waving over to you as you walk towards the poolside, giving a quick turn to see your boyfriend immediately jump in to help with setting up the table.

"girl you have been oogling and staring at your boyfriend for the past five minutes now, without saying anything!" karina says, waving her hand in front of you, making you finally blink again for the first time in a few minutes. "seriously thank your brother for me. he's been taking jungwon to the gym more often." your best friend just scoffs at you in amusement.

"dude, y/n has not looked one second away from you." sunghoon points out, nudging jungwon with his elbow. the members snicker at jungwon's flustered reaction, going back to setting up the table.

"jungwon!" you call out, jungwon jumps at the sudden sound of your voice. "yeah babe what's up!" he exclaims, nearly stuttering at every word. "were you guys bullying my boyfriend." you frown at his fellow members, "because he only gets like this when someone's been teasing him."

"no definitely did NOT!"

"sure, sure." you roll your eyes jokingly, turning to jungwon with a mischievous glint. now he knew that you were up to something.

"won, i think i left something in your room when i was staying with you a few days ago, can i go look for it?" "yeah i'll help you find it pretty." the other members not noticing you and jungwon disappearing, too focused on the food grilling on the barbecue and setting up the table.

walking into the house, your eyes are set on the entrance of jungwon's room, looking behind you and throwing a smirk at jungwon, quickening your pace to his room door. but you felt yourself being tugged into the bathroom.

"do you enjoy teasing me infront of everybody?" he growls, using a hand to hold both your cheeks and turn you to face the bathroom mirror infront of the counter, his other hand gripping your asscheek. you don't respond, eager for jungwon to bend you over the counter and just fuck the shit out of you.

"i asked you a question baby." jungwon says, staring directly at you on the mirror. hand gripping your asscheek a little tighter. you whine and push your hips back, feeling his bulge rub against your clothed ass, shorts rising up and you continued your movements. "need you so bad wonnie please." your boyfriend laughs at your neediness. using both of his hands to grip your waist and hold you in place.

"i don't know sweetheart. you've been teasing the fuck out of me since you've got here." jungwon murmurs, unbuttoning your cargos shorts, sliding your panties down to your knees and moving two of his digits to collect your wetness. "please jungwon! i can't help it that you feel so good everytime!" you babble attempting to wiggle your hips side to side. jungwon finds you so desperate for him to be so amusing.

"you enjoy being a needy whore for me don't you? the way you're dripping around my fingers show me that you do." humiliation tints on your face as you look at yourself on the mirror. it's thrown away when you feel two of jungwon's digits enter you all of a sudden.

you let out a gasp at the intrusion, the stretch of his two fingers hitting you so deep as jungwon already sets a relentless pace, his other hand moving up to push your hair to the side, trailing soft kisses on your exposed collarbone.

"oh shit wonnie, feels so good!" you moan, shutting your eyes as you revel in the feeling of jungwon's fingers working wonders deep inside your cunt. your small noises spurring jungwon to add a third finger.

the feeling of him scissoring and hitting your g spot repeatedly made the pleasure feel so overwhelming. "you gonna close baby?" jungwon noticing the way your pussy tighten and swirled around his fingers. in response, you nodded.

feeling jungwon's pace fasten, your pussy clenches around his digits so tightly, you felt that knot in your stomach about to be undone, but wait… that feeling fades when jungwon pulls his fingers out abruptly, laughing at your pathetic attempt to grind back against him.

"two more hours until i fuck the absolute shit out of you." your eyes widen as you whine at your boyfriend's words. jungwon helped you pull your panties back up, along with your cargo shorts. he gives your ass a playful smack, making you turn around and throw a pout at him.

"you're so mean." your lips curl into a frown looking at the way jungwon has no remorse.

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the sounds of your and jungwon's lips smacking against each other filled the room. everyone else being long asleep, as it was pretty late in the night and the gathering ending a couple hours ago.

all that was left on your was your bra, thin material barely holding together your tits that jungwon adored and worshipped so much. the straps slid off your shoulders, being pulled down and showing your lucious tits. with your bra not even being properly off, jungwon's hands grabbing at your boobs, nipples in between his fingers as he twisted and fondled at them.

you let out low sighs of pleasure, feeling like jelly from your standing position, you would've fell down if it wasn't for jungwon's tight hold. "fuck baby, i would have you blow me right now but i need to fuck that sweet pussy of yours." your boyfriend manhandles you onto your front, onto the bed.

"arch that back for me pretty." jungwon says cursing at the slight of your slick dripping out of your spent pussy, down your legs. if only his fellow members knew he had you wrapped around his finger like this. the way you begged for him to fill you up with his thick cock that sent you into an overdrive of pleasure, fat tears streaming down your face as you go thru an intense orgasm.

and you didn't care to conceal or cover your sounds. jungwon completely forgot about that.. only focused on ruining you tonight.

but before all of this, he gave you a prior orgasm by eating you out. the sight of your needy hole throbbing, practically looking like it was ready to pull his cock in made jungwon let out a long groan.

loosing all of his patience to tease you any further. jungwon's hands are on the side of your hips guiding you to the position. you turn your head, tears slightly fogging your vision, seeing how jungwon slid off his boxers and gave his cock a few harsh strokes, you admired the veins that were decorated along his length, his pre-cum oozing out of his mushroom tip. you were entranced by the sight, mouth watering as you watch jungwon align his tip with your entrance.

circling his tip around your wetness, collecting it on his tip to use as lube. he pushes into you, one hand on your hip, and the other pushing your face into the pillow to try to suppress your loud shrieks and moans of his name. it didn't really help much because the walls were quite thin.. and the sounds of his hips smacking against the the soft plush skin of your ass echoing around the room.

you really tried to contain your sounds, hips pushing back to feel more of jungwon's cock stuffed deep into you. a hard smack lands on your left ass cheek. "naughty girl, is this not enough for you?" you mouth shapes into an 'o' as you felt jungwon increase his pace, relentless strokes hitting all parts of your body so so good.

"oh shit." you groan, eyes rolling head spinning at the sensation. it was nearly impossible with the speed jungwon's cock kept sliding in and out of you. "such a fucking pretty cockslut for me." jungwon groans, the feeling of your walls tightening around him from his words. he moves his hands to spread your asscheeks to see the way your tight walls you envelop his dick over and over again.

you let out a particularly loud moan when you feel your orgasm approaching, jungwon stopping his movements briefly to pull your head up, "shush baby, you don't want everyone hearing you like the cockwhore you are do you?"

"ngh no! too good wonnie i'm close pleaseplease?" you beg, attempting to move your hips back, jungwon's grip was too tight, just simply laughing at your state. he goes back to his moment, one hand pushing your face into the pillows, but the sounds were still quite loud, your muffled moans only spurred jungwon on more.

you lift your face up from the pillow telling jungwon that you're close, he knows by the way your body is tensing up, cunt clenching around his length so impossibly tight.

his fingers moving to your clit and rubbing your pearl as your release approaches, the coil in your stomach finally snapping around jungwon as you drop your body back onto the mattress, arms giving out and just leaving your whole upper body to rest on the sheets.

a laugh falls out of jungwon's mouth as he look at the state of you, slowing down his pace as he finishes inside of you, pulling out and seeing his cum dripping down the insides of your thighs. patting your ass softly, jungwon leans over you mumbling against your ear, "just one more pretty. i want you to ride me."

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"oh shit" you moan as jungwon finally bottoms out in you, your walls flutter around his walls causing him to throw his head back and groan at the feeling of you. hands placed on both of your hips in a tight grip, moving you up and down on his cock. another moan escapes your lips when one of his hands move to slap one of your ass cheeks, his hand easing the sight pain afterwards. "ride me like you mean it pretty."

jungwon's hands leaving your hips and rests behind his head, enjoying the sight in front of you, your eyebrows furrowed as you try to find a good pace, soft moans of his name repeating like a prayer over and over, it was all just too good.

finally finding a good pace, you feel tired as your pace slows, jungwon groans at the feeling of his cock practically splitting you open. finally giving you some help and moving his hands back to your hips as he moves you up and down.

"mmph jungwon! m' close!" your hands find placement on both sides of his shoulders, velvety walls tightening around his length again.

"come for me y/n." was all it took for you as your eyes rolled back, nails digging into his shoulder as jungwon finishes at the same time as you, stilling his movements and painting your walls white.

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your body is sprawled on the sheets, eyes half lidded as your boyfriend brings you up to help you redress yourself in a new set of clothes.

"you're insane." you sigh, knowing the next morning that your legs will be limp. jungwon laughs at you, giving you a small kiss and lays himself beside you.

as the morning comes, jungwon greets the other members a good morning, but an awkward silence is met. jungwon raises and eyebrow at the silence and the way his fellow members looked at him.

"holy shit jungwon! we didn't know you got that in you!"

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Prep List

Standard ISO shipping container Air -Filtration System/Exchanger Food -1100 MREs (3 Years worth + 5 emergency) -500 Canned Non Perishables Water -4 X 16 Gallon Rain Barrels -2 X 2 Gallon Gravity Fed Water Filter Warmth -8 Lamps. 20 Gallons of Kerosene. 2000 matchsticks. -Heavy Duty Clothing First Aid/Hygiene -3 Year Supply of Kits Energy -2 Years Worth of All Battery Types -LED Flashlights Weapons/Tools -Machete, Firearm + Cleaning Solvents and Oils

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