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[cyberexo]

so excited for this new drabble I’ve been working on, lowk will get jumped for its ending but I know you’ll dig it (I hope)- started writing it last night and reached 1k in 30 minutes 😭 yall don’t get it I’m so EXCITED FOR YOU GUYS TO READ IT (I’m going to lose all confidence in it by the time I’m done)

[cyberexo]

None of these are complete yet but I am making progress in writing them, what do you want to see first :p

If there’s something else you want an update on that’s not on the poll just leave a comment or a message, anything including requests etc. x

[cyberexo]

[22:57]

Baekhyun fucking out the knots and kinks out of your body in the locker room after an intense gym session was one of your favourite pastimes- the thrill of getting caught by your pts, trying to stifle the erotic sounds you’d both make, the body heat you both let off hotboxing the room making it harder to breathe-

[cyberexo]

ROOMIE | Byun Baekhyun x Fem Reader

“So.. does this mean you’ll stay?”

warning: this oneshot contains cursing, hair pulling, body marking, name calling (minx, slut etc.), choking, masturbating (m) , cum eating, & unprotected sex, forward!reader x kinda nervous (but not really) baekhyun. Includes 18/21+ scenes that are not suitable for minors. Low-key a slow burn.

tags: @exoscosmiclattel1485 @kyoongboxi @byuntrash101 @kkaebsongwrld

an; this is my 2nd oneshot i’ve ever written so it’s the furthest thing from perfect- but with time i hope i’ll get better, remember to wrap it before you tap it ya’ll. Enjoy! P.s this was meant to come out in 2023 I’m so sorry to those who waited for this 😭💕 still practicing my writing so please excuse any inadequacy.

word count: 3k

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“I can’t believe you’re moving out.. after four painful years-“ he exaggerated, making you roll your eyes. He watched you throw clothes into various boxes as he leaned on your door frame- to be quite honest you couldn’t believe it either, you never saw yourself leaving this place but here you are, packing every memory & moment you had here in cardboard boxes.

“Four years and you haven’t fucked me yet,” taking a moment to look up from the pile of clothes you decided to go through just to shoot him a tight smile at his stunned face.

“You need to stop that-“ “Stop what?”

“I don’t want to fuck you-“ “Sure you do, everybody does,” well maybe not everybody, but you sure did want to experience with him even if it was just one time- you waited & hinted for months that you had such an attraction to him but he was oblivious as ever, making you quit trying on being subtle all together- being blunt was probably the only way that was going to make your lewd dream come true.

“Well,” you stood, kicking the puddle of clothes away from your feet for a little more space to through more clothes- “I’m out of here by tomorrow morning, you have till then- consider my open door an invitation for whenever you decided to grow a pair.”

Baekhyun said nothing, lingering by the door for a few more seconds before letting out a low scoff as he turned to make his way back to his room; leaving you to pack on your own- not that he was much help in the first place.

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Baekhyun made sure to lock his door quietly so you wouldn’t get suspicious- you had quite the hearing, he didn’t want you sniffing around to see what he was up to behind the locked door.

Leaning against the wooden door for extra support, letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in whilst sliding himself down into the floor- hands reaching to undo his jeans, realising the building pressure underneath. Baekhyun might’ve not put a hand on you for the four years you’ve lived together but that didn’t mean he wasn’t immune to your sexual passes, he was still a man.

The way you looked with tight articles of clothing hugging at your body, convinced it was probably cutting off your blood circulation- walking around your shared apartment in nothing but a shirt and underwear, it drove him insane, he’d mastered his unbothered face whenever he’d see you indecent- it’s not like you gave him much of a choice anyway.

He let his hand slip into his boxers, quietly trying to gain some relief for his aching organ.

You’d given him all the consent a man could get- he doesn’t know why he hasn’t made a move yet; maybe because he was unsure of his own intentions, that’s what he convinced himself. Would it just be sex? would they have to build their relationship up to something more other than roomies? too many questions, not enough answers.

“That little minx..” his voice barely audible, sweat slowly starting to form at his temples and chest. His movements were slow, controlled, even though he didn’t want to be- wanting to relish in his primary desire that was you.

Ignoring the urge to go to you in this heated moment he shared with himself, he continued to stroke his shaft, chasing a release he knew wouldn’t be as satisfying if you weren’t there. His room quickly became humid, the increase of his body heat almost making him aggressive- picking up the pace of his hand, as his other placed itself on the floor for extra stability, he closed his eyes in shame as he welcome his blissful release- ropes of hot cum landing on his abdomen and stomach.

He let his head rest on the door, hair slightly sticking to his forehead, hand still placed on his shaft- your sexual frustration was nothing compared to his. This is what happens every time you pass by him, nudge him with your butt on “accident” whenever you’re both in the kitchen, or said anything slightly suggestive- this is how it always ended up, his hand around himself and you minding your business elsewhere, nowhere near to please him.

But this time you were.

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Afternoon quickly turned into evening, the cool air of the night filling your apartment- carefully bringing down your increased temperature by the summer sun.

Baekhyun was yet to come out from his room, he hadn’t come out to have dinner with you which was a total bummer, he had probably had enough of you and your sexual remarks- you decided to linger around the communal areas of your apartment for a little longer, the building heat in between your thighs undeniable from anticipation for what was to possibly come.

However, he was still yet to come out- the apartment suddenly felt colder than it should be, delivering an empty feeling with arising goosebumps on your skin. Kicking your feet off your shared couch you stomped your way back to your room, slamming your door so he’d get the point- you didn’t even know if he was awake, asleep, or dead- he never made any noise.

It was always you, making you wonder if he truly didn’t want to meddle with a person as yourself, was he disgusted by you? was it the things you’ve said before? was it because you’d touch yourself behind a closed door but stayed loud enough for him to hear- what if he really just thought you were nothing but a whore-

Too many thoughts at once- you held your head in your hands, shaking it, as if to discard any of the negative thoughts that could have a sliver of truth to them.

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It was well late into the night when Baekhyun found himself stood in front of your closed door, fist mid air, contemplating whether or not to knock or to just let himself in- remembering what you had said about an open door being an invitation, well- it wasn’t open anymore, clearly.

Did you not want him anymore?

His hand unintentionally knocked into your door, gaining your attention from the other side, making him internally curse himself- you had been tossing & turning for about an hour- you couldn’t sleep before the need & want between your thighs was satiated. The sudden noise snapping you out of a lewd thought- you stayed quiet, waiting for another noise to emit from the other side of your door- nothing could be heard- could you have imagined it? slowly you swung a nude leg off the bed, wanting to get up and see what caused the abrupt sound, but before you could push yourself off, there it was- as clear as the night sky; the sound of a soft knock coming from no other than Baekhyun.

“Can I come in?” his voice was quiet, half wishing you didn’t hear him- “Yeah..” quickly you brushed through your hair with your fingers, throwing your duvet over your body to cover up, as if you hadn’t been on display waiting for him for the past couple of hours.

You felt yourself growing more nervous as each second passed by, the soft click of your door opening making your heart race- sure, you’ve been asking for it all along but that didn’t make the feeling any less intense. His head peaked through the door before he allowed himself to fully enter, apparent he’d taken a shower not too long ago as his hair was still dripping onto your bedroom floor; you didn’t mind though, he looked hot- in his black hoodie & matching sweatpants, the urge to tell him to keep them on while you did him strong enough to make you throw yourself at him- still, you remained where you were as he still lingered by your now shut door.

Staring at each other for a little while longer, the tension only growing heavier in between the two of you, he finally decided to speak up, “I was wondering-“ he started off still quiet- “Wondering what?” “If your invitation still stood,”

Finally.

No words made it’s way out of your mouth to give him an answer, you couldn’t even try to form a simple yes without internally stuttering, so you just pat the empty space next to you. His strides were slow, excruciatingly- any slower and you’d probably (most definitely) lose your temper. He sat down next to you, turning his body so that he was fully facing you, leaning on his arm for support, his eyes travelling to your almost bare chest- “Are you not wearing anything?” he enquired, but he already knew the answer to that.

“I’ll let you be the judge of that,” throwing the blanket off the rest of your body before getting up on your knees to crawl over him.

The dim lighting of your room plus his dark attire made it hard to distinguish his hardening length confined underneath- you let yourself play with the hem of his hoodie, fingers ghosting over the skin underneath; you wanted- needed, to savour and memorise each crevice and detail of what you were going to share together, you couldn’t say for sure that this was would ever happen again.

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Baekhyun didn’t know what to do with himself, where to put his hands, what to say or how to look at you, yes, he’d been longing and imagining to finally have you like this, under a spell he’d cast- but it as of now it seems like it’s the other way around.

The cold touch of your fingertips finally encouraged some movement from him- adjusting himself to be comfortably underneath you however, still lost in lewd thought and not much of lewd action. “I don’t know what to do,” he suddenly blurted- making you halt your movements above him, it was an odd confession that would normally result in an awkward atmosphere but it did nothing but turn you on further, satiating the heat by sitting yourself on top of him- the feeling of his blood rushed organ making you sigh in satisfaction.

Intertwining your hands with his, you offered a smile, behind it a more suggestive inquiry rather than innocent- “Well..” you started off, pretending to be in thought whilst your rolled your hips against his, allowing him to close his eyes and relish in the sensation you were delivering that his own hand couldn’t.

“I like having my hair pulled,” you started the list off, hands still linked and hips still rolling- you wanted him to be inside you already but still you continued to tease him & yourself. “Hickeys, I want a lot of hickeys’- what else..” pretending to ponder again, smiling down at his blissed out face- “Go a little further up the bed,” lifting yourself off of him, a soft gasp leaving his lips from the loss of connection.

Whilst pulling himself further up the bed he bent his leg, and given your perfect timing position his knee had made firm contact with your throbbing heat, audibly gasping at the feeling, your torso collapsing onto his chest- for a minute you’d forgotten how needy you were, the sudden connection yanking you out of teasing daze.

Your hands were quick to pull him out of his hoodie, his toned torso was a sight for sore eyes- finally allowing yourself to indulge in him the way you wanted to; leaving hot kisses along his midriff all the way up to his lips- slowing yourself down, you allowed the both of you to savour the feeling of finally connecting. It was slow, heated, passionate and with the gentle touch of his hands on your lower back you’d even say loving.

“I like being choked too,” you whispered; pulling away from him only for him to bring you back down, turning the both of you over, now that he knew what you liked, he had gotten a sense of what he’s going to do with you.

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It was just like how you imagined him to be- he was the perfect fit, not too big or too small; he was perfect, the stretch erasing any coherent thoughts from your mind. Hands prying you open like a book so that you couldn’t move, he’d finally got you to himself and wasn’t going to let the chance slip, the tip of his fingers driving into your flesh offered a sweet sting, a sensation that made the experience all the more exciting.

His thrusts were harsh and slow, punishing- with every hilt sending a shiver down your spine,

“Look at you..” your eyes met his in a dazed expression, seeing the menacing look he had in his eyes, he was a completely different person. “We’ve barely even started and you’re already a mess-“ his statement encouraged you to look down to where you both connected, given the lighting in your room wasn’t the best but you could still see the glimmer of your fluids smothered all over the inner of your thighs and his abdomen, the sight turning you on even more- the clench on his shaft tightening; pulling a sharp inhale from him.

“Slut.”

You couldn’t object- nor saying anything for that matter, except accept the label, offering him a tired yet seductive smile, inviting him in for more.

Brushing the damp hair away from his eyes as he pulled himself out of you, drawing a quiet whine from yourself from the loss of connection. Hands firmly planted on your waist, a look of urgency being caught in his eyes before flipping you over onto your stomach- hands still holding your waist in place as he lifted off the bed, the crescent arch of your back almost painful.

He starts to tease you, dragging the tip of his shaft along your folds in attempt to hear you beg for it, incoherent whines from in between the pillows and the push back being enough to convince him to push himself in, all at once, with prior no warning, a full hilt, making you lose any strength to keep yourself up, body threatening to drop completely before Baekhyun brought you back up with a stern hold on your hair.

His thrusts unmerciful, with each push, a deep burial, you could feel the hot electric buildup threatening to spill out of you any second, the way his tip knocked on your cervix over and over drove you over the edge of sanity, nothing but sinful profanities falling from your lips and his name. You were close, and he was to.

Baekhyun dragged his hands further up your torso, trying to embed every curve, every detail, every flawless flaw- all of it- he had to have it committed to memory.

His hands pulled you upright so you pressed against his chest, moving your hair to the slide he started to suck at your sweet dampened skin, making sure to decorate you with red and purple hues before turning your face to face him, so he could plant a warm kiss on your lips, one that would stay with you.

Tears started to spill out of your eyes, unable to hold it in anymore you jolted forwards back onto the bed, head buried in your pillows as you came all of over Baekhyuns’ cock, the hot white liquid dripping down your shaky legs and transferring onto him who continued to plough through despite your completely unraveled state.

He just kept drilling himself into you, not ready for it to end, but when his hips gave out that first stutter he knew he’d be done sooner or later.

Pulling out of you, he pulled you up onto your knees, grabbing a handful of your hair before guiding you towards him to finish him off which you did happily. Eyes staring up at him with meaning, as if it were always meant to be like this- his climax pulled him out of his train of thought, instinctively trying to pull away as to not release himself all over you which was an unsuccessful attempt at chivalry, the hold you had on him making it hard for him to go away other than right on your face. The sight painting a shit eating grin on his face.

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“Boy that was better than I thought,” Baekhyun beamed as he threw himself down next to you. All you could do was hum in agreement, too wrecked to form any actual words.

Turning your head to eye the boy, you couldn’t help but feel a slight pang of pain in your chest knowing that you had wasted all of this time being with other men when he was clearly the one you wanted all along. You saw the gaze in his eyes soften as he stared back at you- as if to read your mind.

He said nothing, just held your hand and pulled you closer to him under the duvet- a silent encouragement to get some sleep.

A few minutes of complete silence had gone by before he spoke up again, “So.. does this mean you’ll stay?”

“Do you want me to stay-“ “I don’t ever want you to leave or think of leaving again,”

You gave it some thought- if you were going to stick around this time you would have to do things differently, no more wasting time with other guys, no more holding back and letting time you could spend with Baekhyun get lost with other people. You saw no cons to staying, he’s sweet, thoughtful, kind- and not to mention an absolute sex god- how could you possibly say no?

“You got it,” a soft smile painted your face as you turned around to give him a quick peck, “So.. will you be my girlfriend?”

Your smile quickly turning into a humoured scowl-

“You seriously had to fuck me first before asking?” A scoff emitting from your lips as you waited for some sort of logical response-

“Yes.”

“Then yes,”

[cyberexo]

Keep it Down! | Park Chanyeol x Fem Reader

“Your head is going to end up on a stick if you don’t shut up!”

tags: @scuzmunkie • @kkaebsongwrld

word count: 1.2K

≪•◦0.7 🎧 0.7◦•≫

The next morning you woke up groggy, hair in a mess, some of the mascara from the night before making a print on your under eyes making you look like a panda.

Slipping out of bed you made your way towards the kitchen for a coffee which was what you needed- till you saw the mess that wasn’t cleaned up last night. There was nothing worse than waking up to a messy home in your life, it messes up everything. It was bad enough to make you shed a tear or two.

Great. Juuuuust great.

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Still looking like a mess and making little to no progress about half an hour into cleaning you heard a faint knocking at your door, stopped washing dishes to listen in again to make sure you weren’t just hearing things since you’ve put off coffee till your home was clean again. And there it was again. Sighing, taking the gloves off your hands to get the door for someone unexpected was not what you had in mind today.

“Is this a bad time?”

You stood there silently, a birds nest for hair, black circles under your eyes, pyjama top covered in water and soap from all the aggressive dish washing you were doing. Is this a bad time he says.

No words were spoken, you simply stepped aside and opened the door a little more as a silent invite which he accepted with a small smile. Eyes looking around your apartment analysing the mess that was clearly left behind by your family to which he made no comment on, by reading your facial expression he already knew better than to ask.

“Uh.. I just wanted to come by- I forgot my stuff here yesterday and didn’t really get the chance to-“

“They’re in my room on the desk,” you cut him off, voice dull and tired. Also a tactic to keep you from getting overly excited since your little sleepover mishap. Turning back to continue with the kitchen Chanyeol, wandered off into your hall trying to remember which room was yours.

Your moves were sluggish and unbothered, clearly you’d rather be doing anything else other than this which Chanyeol quickly noticed. He stood there for a minute in the middle of your living room contemplating if he should just leave or stay for a little- putting his stuff to the side he rolled his sleeves up and got to work, the extra sounds of plates clanking together grabbing your attention.

“No- you really don’t have to, please-“

“It’s okay I really don’t mind,” a boyish smile decorating his face, one that makes every girls heart skip a beat or two. Offering him a small smile you turned your attention back to your task trying your best to hide the slight change of tint in your face.

You worked together for a few minutes, no words were exchanged other than some silent thank yous’ when passing each other things you needed it. It felt nice, natural- like you’ve done this before, but the silence would soon turned awkward so you tried to wrack your brain for a conversation or question to avoid it, thankfully Chanyeol beat you to it.

“So, how was the visit?”

Could’ve asked me any other question.

You looked him, half a smile on your face and rolled your eyes, “Could’ve been worse,” you prayed that was that but of course he had to ask why.

“Sounded like you guys were having fun- not that I was listening or anything they’re just.. really loud.” He fumbled for words whilst you watched him with a quizzical look on your face with a smile. He looked so cute trying to not give you the wrong idea, you waved your hand in dismissal “Don’t worry about it, they are loud. But it was not fun,”

You explained to him what happened, vaguely, without going into any details just so he got a rough idea making sure to make no mention of Daniel for some reason which he had of course noticed, semi confirming the non relative he saw at your door but didn’t say anything, “So they came all this way.. to lecture you and eat your food and leave you with this big mess to clean?”

“Heartwarming, I know” you sarcastically replied alongside a fake smile.

“What’s your family like?” You asked, moving the attention from yourself, “mine?-“ he looked at you. Looking around the room you tried to find the third person you apparently could be talking to, “Oh!” He giggled, making you smile, it was a sound you could get used to.

“They’re great, like any other family you know? We have our ups and downs.. but i mean, who doesn’t?”

“You’re looking at her,”

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Sooner or later you were done cleaning, Chanyeol had stayed with you all throughout the process, which you appreciated, asking him to stay longer whilst you made him coffee and offered him some cookies you made in no time at all.

Thank you pre-made cookie dough.

Leaving him to scroll through the channels on your tv you made your way to your room to finally get ready for the day, quickly looking at yourself in the mirror before starting, a scoff making its way out of you. You knew you looked bad in the morning but not this bad. Quickly fighting the hair tie out of your hair you tried your best to make it look presentable, as long as your hair was good you never worried about anything else as much.

You did your skincare quickly, skipping most steps. Applying your makeup to look more awake before moving to your wardrobe to pick out an outfit to lounge around in till your shift which wasn’t till 01:00 AM. Picking out a white graphic tee with some light wash jeans, nothing special but something good enough to leave the house in if you needed to. Throwing your outfit on your bed you noticed a little white envelope.

You tried tracing back to see if you’d been to your mailbox without noticing but you didn’t, and you were sure it wasn’t there before. Turning it over you saw a name hurriedly scribbled across, “Chanyeol” your eyes instinctively looked towards your bedroom door.

You debated in your mind if this was his that he’d forgotten or something he had left for you when he came in to get his stuff, whilst also questioning if you’d should open it whilst he was still here or wait for him to leave. Quickly, you opened your night-dresser and left the letter- or whatever it was in there and went back to getting changed, your mind racing with curiosity.

On the other side of the apartment Chanyeol sat, doom scrolling on his phone- wondering if you’d seen his little letter he left on your bed. Palms sweating which he didn’t understand, it was a simple request. Just if you’d go on a date with him or not- everyone does it.

Did you see it yet- read it? Are you not coming out of your room because you don’t know how to say no to him? Was it way too early to ask you when you barely knew each other??

His mind raced with questions and played scenarios that didn’t work in his favour, feeling a little overwhelmed, he picked himself up off your couch and silently made his way back into his own apartment.

Again, leaving his stuff behind.

“Hey Chanyeol did you leave a- Chanyeol?” Your eyes scanned the apartment but he was nowhere to be seen, you looked over the couch and saw his stuff was still there; a smile gracing your features.

Idiot.

[cyberexo]

Hi I just read Keep it down and I find this series interesting but unfortunately there's no chapter 7. Do you still have a plan to continue this story or not? because I'm so excited to read this next chapter soo pretty please continue Keep it down even though it's been 2 years since you write this. I hope you're doing well.

Honestly I really do want to continue with all my series especially with Keep it Down, but it’s just been hard with writers block for so long, and feeling like everything I write is absolute garbage but for you anon I will give it a shot, i definitely don’t want to leave anything unfinished and I’m so glad someone’s still reading my work, thank you 💕 pinky promise more coming soon

(I actually did start chapter 7 but stuck on some dialogue but it’s coming 😭)

[cyberexo]

[00:01]

Working in retail is never fun, until you’ve worked a day with Baekhyun- it didn’t take you long before you let him sneak you into the mens’ locker room to get you out of your clothes, and you insisting that you “never do this” and him stifling his own giggles with hurried kisses all over your jaw and neck, hands fumbling with each others buttons and buckles trying to sneak in a spontaneous quickie before your boss started asking for either one of you which didn’t take very long.

“She’s busy with a customer at the moment-“

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[15:04]

Crackling, warm fire. The comfiest of pjs- the soft pattering of rain hitting against the glass of every window in your cosy home as various christmas movies play in a loop. Your hot cocoa that you looked forward to all morning dropping in temperature whilst you divulge in the warm fuzz of your lovers embrace, soft kisses planted all over with your youthful giggles sounding through the home, the perfect winter day..

[cyberexo]

this may or may not have just happened

[cyberexo]

[04:30]

Taking a hot shower with Chanyeol after hitting the gym was routine, what wasn’t though, was using the gyms’ shower instead of your own.. but that didn’t stop him from letting his hands roam free across every crevice of your body whilst people filtered in and out of the shared area, questioning looks being sent to the stall you shared where the hot water was running for a little longer than “usual” gym showers- it was hard keeping his hands off you and even harder to keep a lid on all the noise you were making whilst he sheepishly enjoyed seeing you struggle and eternally debate on what you’re going to do with him.

[cyberexo]

never owned anything officially exo related for the entire time i’ve been a fan, till i waltzed into my local HMV a couple of days ago and accidentally found this (they’ve never had exo in store here) and SNATCHED it off the shelves.

couldn’t wait to unwrap and see what i’ve gotten and oh my god this pull was insane, BAEKHYUN, CHANYEOL, AND MINSEOK?! started screaming, lost all self control (lowk embarrassing 😭)

anyway i just thought i’d share, i love being a exol so much 🫶🏻

[cyberexo]

[01:55]

Running through a field with Baekhyun without a care in the world, hair flying everywhere, air filled with giggles and gasps for air as you raced each other to the end that seemed to never near.

[cyberexo]

Hello person! I am currently preparing a Masterlist of EXO writers here on Tumblr, and I have spotted your blog while looking through the tags. I'm seeing that you're hiatus but in some of your post you mention you'll be certainly coming back, so I'd like to ask whether this statement is still up-to-date, as I'd love to add you to the masterlist (if you're okay with that). BTW don't worry about being pressured to write soon or anything, it's only so that I know you're not a "dead" blog 💖

HIIIII!! yes i am still planning on coming back to this blog and to continue writing, i am so so sorry for responding so late, just started back at university so i’ve been trying to stay on top of my work so i’d have more time to write and put stuff out on here!!! i am working towards being fully active again before christmas x

[cyberexo]

baeeee we miss you, i hope you're doing well!

-kay ❤️

I am so sorry :,) i really fooled myself thinking i would only be gone for a week but it’s been over a month!

I miss you too mane- and i can’t wait to get back here and catch up on all the great fics i’ve missed;

Things are starting to look up and i’m gaining my motivation back to continue writing and posting on here- thank you for not forgetting me and being patient :( ♥️

[cyberexo]

[21:37]

Getting into a screaming match with Minseok over the littlest thing- just for it to turn into a heated make out session instead, only pulling away from each other to make a snarky remark or a point about being right when really neither one of you are.

[cyberexo]

for anyone who cares,

sorry im taking so long to post new content and new parts to already ongoing series- i am STILL writing, haven’t quit and not planning on it.

recently my mum has had surgery and i’ve been taking care of her, my baby brother, and also working- that’s why it’s taking me longer than usual to put stuff out for my supportive readers <3

i will try my best to release new updates and hopefully oneshot “roomies” done & dusted by the weekend and end of next week- i hope you’re all doing well and taking good care of yourselves- ❤️‍🩹

[cyberexo]

This Baekhyun oneshot i’m writing right now is driving me crazy- the first thing i’m asking for when i get to heaven (which i doubt) is my own Baekhyun.

It’s called “Roomies”

I started it last night & currently at 2k words :,) (it was supposed to be a drabble too) so i hope whoever sees this is looking forward to it, hopefully it does not disappoint (but it’s still my 2nd oneshot ever so..)