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changbin in every era ➛ god’s menu

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Me, Myself, and RM ‘Entirety’ Special 8 Photo-Folio 

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SPECIAL 8 PHOTO-FOLIO POSTERS & COVERS ⤷ JUNG KOOK “TIME DIFFERENCE” ; ig , twt

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KIM SEOKJIN YOU ARE SO FINE AJSKDLFADS;KLFASDFASD

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driver instructs the passenger to touch themselves through guided masturbation. (THERES 5 MDNFNSKFJ)

fingers tapped against the steering wheel, eyes on the road with a quiet little hum. it was later in the evening, the streets littered with people trying to get home, or go to dinner. people getting off work — a few unlucky ones might even be on their way into work. a shame, ares thinks. he couldn’t imagine having to work late into a friday night.

lucky for him? he didn’t have to. not tonight at least. even better than a night off? he was getting to share that night with seunggi. it was a long time coming, or maybe that was just ares being dramatic. seeing the man in the morning wasn’t exactly a long break between schedules, was it?

“you look good tonight, baby.” was murmured after a moment of doing just that, of looking at seunggi as he waited for the light to change. he could do this all day, you know. sit and watch, maybe touch — but mostly watch. though despite his own thoughts he couldn’t help the ideas swirling in his mind, ones that had him looking away with a soft sigh. and from there? well, ares was thinking over just how long their ride would be. from the restaurant, to seunggi’s? it would be a good drive, especially with the time of day. traffic could be killer, couldn’t it? or maybe they go to his place. a little further. a little longer of a drive. one might say that was the opposite of what he should do. get seunggi home as quick as he could! give him all the kisses, all the touches. give him the love and attention he deserves.

“will you do something for me, my love?” ares couldn’t help the way his smile slowly found its way to his lips, and after a second of looking out his window he was all eyes on seunggi again. god, this fucking light. a kiss was in order first, even if it had him leaning out of his comfy seat to get it done. and then, of course, that’s when the light changed and ares was going — not going far, the line of traffic was long, you know? at most they went from the back of the line, to right up front. another few minutes waiting here at the light seemed to be the way their night was heading. even if it was only a small portion of their night.

“touch yourself. i want you to.” lean his seat back, if he so pleased. seunggi could take his pants off, for all ares cared. he might even pick such a thing if he was allowed. “i want you to get yourself hard, want you to touch yourself exactly how i say. want you to talk to me, wanna hear you moan.” yeah, maybe he was staring again — could you blame him? “wanna see your skin flush red when a car pulls up beside us.” not that his tint would let them see, but that was kind of the whole point, wasn’t it? “want you to work yourself into a desperate mess only to have to button your pants back up and take me inside.”

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rushed and desperate,  messy on the couch because they were too impatient to even make it to the bedroom. 

       it was a good day. a very, very good day. ares, for one, felt like he was floating he was so happy. the smile? present darn near every second of the day. seeing seunggi, touching him. seeing that smile — hearing that laugh. a full day, start to finish. and then another, basically start to finish. it wasn’t quite over yet, was it?

       no, it was far from over, both figuratively and —

       “sorry, sorry —“ was a breathy, rushed apology to whoever was on the other side of the elevator doors when they opened, and said words were mixed in with the loud (repetitive) clicking of the door close button. when it came to kissing each other breathless, or sharing the space with some random person — yeah, no. ares had a clear bias. he hadn’t even been bothered to pull his other hand out of seunggi’s pants, nor had his head pulled away much from his boyfriends skin. not much at all, really. just enough to get his finger on the button, and then he was right back in for more.

       that is, of course, until the elevator dinged with another stop — their stop, thank god.

       “hurry up,” a muttered complaint, one said only after fumbling from point a, the elevator, to point b, the door. not that ares was making it easy on him, hand still very much tucked inside his pants and lips practically glued to seunggi’s neck.

       but oh. oh oh oh. once that door opened you best believe ares was finding it in him to use a bit of his brain, just enough to be able to direct them to the first comfortable surface. he would have settled for the floor — god knows he was not pulling away from seunggi long enough to get him to bed. no, a bit of a stumble over his own feet. maybe both of their feet combined, he didn’t see. and then he was all but falling on top of the other man as his boyfriends back hit the couch. “i want you — i want you naked, now, here -” muffled words, said between eager (needy) kisses and more fumbling - this time of his attempt at dragging the fabric of seunggi’s shirt up. or - well.

       “if you want - naked if you want.”

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SEXUALITY AND GENDER IDENTITY THEMED PROMPTS FOR PRIDE

❝  i guess i always kinda knew?  it just wasn’t that important until i got older.  ❞

❝  it never mattered to me like,  what form people came in.  i love souls,  the body is just kinda like pretty packaging.  it’s nice but it’s not what’s important to me.  ❞

❝  oh yeah i did the whole ‘massive crush on my best friend’ thing.  wouldn’t recommend it.  ❞

❝  today my gender is kinda of ‘meeehh?’  ❞

❝  yeah of course i’m only into women,  have you seen them?  ❞

❝  i think i had a harder time accepting myself than my family ever did.  ❞

❝  i’m pretty sure everyone else knew i was gay before i ever realized it.   ❞

❝  i have a hard time talking about it,  even now—i’m not ashamed or anything like that.  i just,  don’t really know…how or what to say i guess.  ❞

❝  i think i’m ready to actually come out to them.  ❞

❝  i really want to tell them but i don’t wanna do it alone…could you help me with it?  ❞

❝  the ‘am i gay’ quizzes are a gateway drug.  ❞

❝  would you mind using [insert pronouns] for me now?  i’m trying to see how it feels.  ❞

❝  they’re right actually,  i’m gay and i do have an agenda to make everything gayer.  ❞

❝  ever since i told them i’m gay they keep pointing to every slightly attractive man and asking if he’s my type.  ❞

❝  me? no i don’t think i’m—i mean.�� yeah sometimes i think about what it’d be like to kiss girls/guys but i’d never…come on,  everyone thinks about it a little bit right?  ❞

❝  at this point the closet is literally made of glass.  ❞

❝  actually,  i’m [insert identity].  ❞

❝  it’s all ‘i wish i was into women it’d be so much easier’ until you find out about the lesbian drama.  ❞

❝  i’m bisexual and confused.  not about being bi,  though.  just like…in general.  about life.  ❞

❝  i just need a nice bear to throw me around for a few hours,  i think it’d do more for me than therapy.  ❞

❝  i would trust any stone butch with my life.  ❞

❝  sappho would be so proud.  ❞

❝  i’m still figuring myself out.  i know i’m not straight,  that’s a start.  ❞

❝  i finally figured out my sexuality and then boom here comes a gender identity crisis.  ❞

❝  i’ve just…never really been interested in the whole sex thing.  ❞

❝  anyway,  if neither of us find our true loves in the next five to ten years,  wanna have a lavender marriage?  for the taxes.  ❞

❝   you wanna come to pride with me?  ❞

❝   this is my first pride actually,  i’m kinda nervous.  ❞

❝   well,  this seems as good a time as any to come out.  ❞

❝  no one can know about this—it’s just between us okay?  ❞

❝  i’d never tell anyone.  ❞

❝  you don’t owe anyone ‘coming out.’  it’s personal,  do things at your own pace.  only tell the people you want to.  ❞

❝  you’ve always made me feel safe so,  i just knew i could tell you about it.  ❞

❝  everyone’s hot and i’m a disaster who doesn’t know how to ask anyone out.  ❞

❝  i’m not sure i wanna fuck them or be them.  ❞

❝  i’m just experimenting i guess,  trying to figure out what i like.  ❞

❝  she said she didn’t see us working out but then she brought me a potted plant so i guess it’s still up in the air.  ❞

❝  i want to be one of those bold,  unapologetic people but i’m still just terrified.  ❞

❝  she’s so pretty i think i’m gonna die.  ❞

❝  oh,  no he’s got a great smile too.  i’m in deep this time.  ❞

❝  how did you know?   like for sure that you were into [gender]?  ❞

❝  do you mind if i ask you a question about being [identity]?  ❞

❝  thank you for trusting me with this.  ❞

❝  it’s okay,  take your time to put it into the right words.  i’m not going anywhere.  ❞

❝  wait,  you think i’m [identity]?  what makes you say that?  ❞

❝  i’m here,  i’m queer,  i wanna leave.  ❞

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LOCATION  BASED  SMUT  PROMPTS

TRANSPORATION 

one muse gives the other oral while they drive. 

driver uses one hand to finger the other while on a long road trip.

muses join mile high club in an airplane restroom.

in an airplane one muse has to be quiet while the other muse plays with them in their seats.

muses tease each other in the back of a taxi cab on the way home. 

while driving home after a date,  they get too impatient and pull into a parking lot to have sex. 

while driving in the middle of a forest,  our muses pull onto the side of the road for sex. 

our muses are on a road trip but a thick fog forces them to take a break.  they have sex inside the car while waiting for it to clear. 

while at the drive in theater,  muses participate in foreplay. 

while at the drive in theater,  muses forego watching the movie to have sex. 

revenge sex in someone else’s car. 

sex in someone else’s car due to impatience and carelessness. 

a quickie while parallel parked on a busy road. 

in an empty train car while freighthopping. 

in a crowded bus,  one muse sitting in the others lap purposefully and subtly grinding to get them worked up. 

in a private jet,  on the way to a business trip. 

in a private jet,  on the way to a vacation spot. 

one muse masturbates while the other drives. 

driver instructs the passenger to touch themselves through guided masturbation. 

while one muse drives,  they describe what they want to do to the passenger who isn’t allowed to touch themselves. 

NATURE

sensual sex in a secluded meadow during a picnic. 

one muse holding the other up against a tree. 

in a cabin in the middle of a rainstorm late at night. 

in a cabin in the middle of a heavy snowstorm during the day. 

in the bed of a truck in front of hiking trails. 

in the bed of a truck while stargazing. 

a plateau overlooking the ocean on a cloudy day. 

one muse has been napping in a hammock and the other wakes them by beginning to finger them. 

muses get distracted from sunbathing and start to fool around by a poolside or lake. 

inside a gazebo while it rains. 

a little ways off from a hiking trail,  hidden by thick foliage. 

mutual masturbation while camping in a tent. 

beneath the shade of trees in the middle of an orchard. 

between rows in a vineyard. 

hidden away in the dead end of a hedge maze. 

PUBLIC

in a bar or restaurant,  one muse sneaks under table to eat out the other. 

in a bar or restaurant,  muses discuss in detail what they’re going to do to each other once they get home. 

inside the stall of restroom in a bar. 

inside a single bathroom of a place of service (restaurant,  store,  club etc.)

in a hotel room,  up against the window overlooking a busy city.

a quickie in a diner restroom before getting back on the road. 

up on a rooftop where no one is supposed to be. 

inside one muses’s office. 

inside a third party’s office they shouldn’t have access to. 

inside an empty church on a weekday. 

one muse fondling the other while they’re trying to shop. 

foreplay and teasing in the dressing room of a store. 

oral performed while hidden in a storage room or closet. 

inside an abandoned house. 

hushed sex while staying in the guest room of another’s home. 

in the middle of a park late at night. 

PRIVATE

on the floor,  in front of the fireplace to warm up after coming inside from winter storm. 

one muse on the bathroom counter while the other stands. 

in front of the bathroom mirror so they can watch themselves. 

to break in a new house or apartment,  boxes scattered about and furniture newly placed. 

bent over a table while something bakes in the oven. 

on the kitchen counter with half-eaten plates of breakfast forgotten. 

one muse spread out across the top of a grand piano,  pretty woman style. 

rushed and desperate,  messy on the couch because they were too impatient to even make it to the bedroom. 

one muse riding the other while the tv plays in the background,  movie forgotten entirely. 

on the balcony in early morning,  where neighbors might see,  but no one will likely look. 

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send REFLECT for me to explain a traumatic event in my muses’s past and talk about their perception of events,  which parts have stayed with them longest and how it affects them now.  (  sender can request specific scenes/backstory  )

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you’re my best friend / wingman and this horrible, obnoxious human being has been hitting on me for an hour and wont take the hint so you come up and make out with me and wow i wasn’t expecting to see stars au

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i really, really want a plot where muse a is a naive, sweet, romantic, whimsical little thing with a whole lot of optimism and sunshine in their veins and muse b is the complete opposite; a total player who has someone new in their bed every weekend and hates responsibilities and just spends a lot of their time fucking around. somehow these two have been friends for a while, despite their differing personalities, and one day muse a ends up having to move out of their apartment due to a fire or an infestation or something and muse b is the one who offers to put them up for the time being. it’s all well and good except muse a has terrible nightmares constantly and one night muse b is sick and tired of it (and deep down a little concerned) so gets into bed with muse a until they stop crying and shaking and fall asleep in muse b’s arms instead. cue awkward muses sleeping in the same bed every night and it actually helping muse a a lot with the nightmares, and lots of cuddling and feelings ensue. muse b, being the player they are, are terrified of the idea of liking someone but muse a is pretty much already head over heels and ANGST !!

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“We had a really bad break-up three hundred years ago, but neither of us realized the other was immortal until we met today while shopping for groceries” AU

-(@yellowmagicalgirl)

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jimin for coway

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Felix - D’festa♡

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unbite​:

     as much as pasha tends to adhere to a more westernized style of parenting, he cannot bring himself to shut svetlana into a room of her own. even if he did, he knows that she will simply make her way back under his covers. so into his king sized bed she’s tucked in, snuggled with her favorite stuffed whale as pasha lies next to her to tell her a bedtime story. thanks to mirae’s impeccable itinerary, svetlana succumbs to sleep quickly and without a fuss. with one more kiss to her forehead pasha gracefully slips out of his bedroom, leaving the door slightly ajar.  

     as expected, mirae has done exactly as requested. pasha had been hesitant to hire a human to tend after his daughter, but mirae was proving herself to be a blessing rather than a liability. svetlana adored her, and mirae was inherently harmless. two requirements that pasha prioritized in finding a nanny. 

    “an excellent choice,” pasha murmurs as he observes the wine mirae had picked out. he plucks a glass between manicured fingers, swirling before taking a generous sip. “a good day today?” he asks. “you can be honest with me. if lana’s moods are poor i would like to know.” after all, mirae’s performance was not based on whether or not svetlana’s moods were typical. pasha knows his daughter can be a little… unpredictable. sometimes he wonders if it’s due to her heritage or simply because she is being raised in a single parent household with aforementioned parent working unconventional hours. the vampire takes a seat, long legs crossing as he settles comfortably into the dining room chair. 

       “we had a great day.” it was an honest statement and said with a happy smile curling upon her lips as she watched the other settle into his seat. as much as she adored lana, of course she did, it was nice to have an adult to talk to at the end of the day. “we were very busy.” came next as she took her own sip, though it wasn’t long before her glass found its way back onto the table. between the running, chasing, hiding, finding. the cooking, cleaning, naps. more running around, tickling, coloring. baby dolls, baking — more cleaning up, because svetlana was only a little one, wasn’t she?

       “she was a little grumpy when she woke from her nap, but we can’t fault her for that.” honestly, svetlana could throw an entire fit and mira wouldn’t be upset. again, she was just a child. leaning emotions and learning to handle them? not exactly easy. “and she made chocolate zucchini cookies, basically all by herself.” obviously mirae did the reading and told the little girl what and how much of everything. no harm in spilled milk, especially not when it was a harmless task that could help build motor skills. measuring, scooping, stirring. all things fit for a tot. even the dropping of the batter on the tray — which is why they were so different in size, and far from perfect circles. “no worries, we split one.” mirae tacked on with another smile, and then her brow was cocking with budding curiosity. “and how was your day? are you hungry?”