dearsubong

[dearsubong]

su bong vs his younger self ☆ choi su bong

warnings ✧ fluff, comedy ig, crack, swearing, woa unexpected implied smut @ da end

summary ✧ you wake up to the sight of your boyfriend arguing with a younger boy who looks exactly like him.

authors note ✧ i just had to use a younger top photo 😭 sorry for being inactive—just a short oneshot i was working on previously.

yawning softly as your eyes fluttered open from the bright sun peeking through the curtains. you’re surprised that su bong woke up before you, those thoughts disappeared as your nose caught the smell of burnt toast. you sat up before your feet led you to the kitchen, meeting a rather… unusual sight.

there was, of course, your boyfriend but there was also a younger man that looked exactly like him. but there was no purple hair and his facial features looked smooth and soft, unlike su bong. the man— or boy— looked 19 or 20, just stepping into adult hood. your boyfriend was arguing with him.

“fuck off, i know what i’m doing.” su bong mutters, nudging his shoulder against his lookalike’s chest, pushing him away. “no you don’t.” the younger man comments, his voice was just a little higher than your boyfriends. after standing there for a couple seconds, you before speaking up with a cough. “babe?” su bongs head snaps to you, looking back and forth between you and the unknown man that looks like his identical twin. “good morning, babe…” he mumbled. “who is that?” “well… he’s my younger self. i have no idea how he got here, he said he went into the future or some stupid shit.” your mouth turns into an ‘o’ shape before you nod. “i noticed how similar he looks to you.”

his younger self gasped as he took in the sight of you. “y/n? i got with y/n?!” su bong groans and looks to the side, side eyeing him. “she’s even more beautiful than in my time… do you even know how obsessed i am with her? but she keeps pushing me away. i knew I’d get to her. nice, older me.“ the boy flashed your boyfriends distinct smirk. “piss off, i got her, not you.“ su bong’s expression switched to annoyance and possessiveness.

“seriously? you’re me, i’m you. we got her.“

“oh, fuck off.“

“calm it broski.“

su bong side eyed himself, his upper lip looking like it got pulled up by a string on the side. “damn, my vocabulary was cringe back then.“ you laughed softly as he admitted that. “babe, trust me, it still is. all that ’senorita’ shit has been staying with you since day one.“ your purple headed boyfriend pouted. “nah, thats your favourite nickname, senorita. you know it.“ his charming words always got the best of you. “its only because of the way you say it. don’t get too ahead of yourself.“ su bong then raises his a brow. “is that right?” he plants a firm hand on your hip before kissing you sensually, the grip tightening.

“holy fuck, get a room! im not watching my future self kiss my crush.”

“well, guess what?”

“what?”

“she’s my girlfriend, fuckwit.”

“she’s gonna be my girlfriend, assfuck.”

“she’s gonna be my wife, shitface!”

“now you two are just spitting cuss words out of your mouths.” you interrupt. “and i’m gonna be your wife, baby? is this you proposing? i say yes.” they both side eye you like they want to continue. “no.” you replied like you had a language you can understand just by how they look at you. the two of them both groan in synchronisation and you laugh at how it sounded so harmonised. “don’t groan at me. but the way you two did the exact same groan is hysterical.”

“you think im funny, babe?” younger su bong raises his brows up and down flirtatiously.

“she’s my babe.”

“she’s both our babes.”

“mine.” he put his hand around your waist, gripping tight in dominance.

“ours.” younger su bong puts his own hand on the other side of your waist.

“you son of a bitch—mine.”

“well guess what? im you, so you called your own mom a bitch.”

“nah, talking about dad. he’s a bitch. you’re a son of THAT bitch.”

“you’re not wrong, to be honest.”

“okay, okay! just STOP.”

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scrap those boring paragraphs and boring plot. guess what happened next?

a freaky deaky, sloppy toppy, steamy, wet threesome. ^_^

[dearsubong]

casual , chappell roan ★ choi su bong

warnings ✧ angst, no comfort, asshole subong, crack

sum ✧ he came back after a long tour and decides to be with his friends and not you.

an ✧ sorry for not posting much yall i just msde something random atp. the way idek if this song fits lmao

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WOOFWOOFWOOFWOOF

Jujutsu Kaisen SS2 - Touji Fushiguro Ep 4

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omg they make the best gifs whatttt 🩷 GUYS IM MULTIFANDOM ON REBLOGS

Aki Hayakawa | Chainsaw Man

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badenglish!subong who only knows slangs and petnames in english along with his girlfriend, badkorean!reader who only knows basic phrases in korean. a main word he struggles with is alligator. badkorean!reader who asks him to say it. badenglish!subong who attempts it… miserably. “arrigator. fuck.” you raised a brow. “so, you can say fuck but not alligator?” su bong rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. “im—trying my best.” he uttered out, his korean accent extremely thick. “hey, since you’re gonna—what do you call it..?” you smirked, holding back a laugh. “bully?” su bong nodded, “yeah, yeah—bully me, why don’t you try? speak korean.” your smile faded and you scratched the back of your neck. “uhhh…” su bong laughed, poked at your shoulder. “yeah, exactly. intro—introjuice… introduce! yourself in korean.” you thought for a minute before continuing. “안녕하세요, 제 이름은 y/n입니다. 저는 최수봉이라는 아주 짜증나는 남자친구가 있어요.” su bong gasped and pouted. “별로 좋지 않았어요.” you laughed, slightly understanding. “you think I don’t know how to speak basic things like that? 바보.” su bong was truly shocked. duolingo has been helping you lately.

[dearsubong]

yum 🩷

⊹₊⟡⭒˚.⋆ " 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐎 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋"

pairing ~ thanos / choi su-bong x f!reader

warnings ~ 18+ minors dni, dirty talk, phone sex, praising, masturbation, thanos wants that cookie so effing bad, oral (both receiving), facial, mentions of drug consumption, dom!thanos & sub!reader

summary ~ a facetime call between you and your bestfriend escalates into more when you start reminiscing about past occurrences

wc ~ 2.8k

a/n ~ hii babies! i've seen all your requests and i'm so excited to write them for you, so please be patient and i promise i'll get to all of them! i'm currently posting all my drafts so enjoyy this longgg thanos smut cause he's sexy asf >.< and all my rauw girlies recognize this title :3 rmb to eat and drink ur water babies!

your phone continuously buzzed as the facetime notification lit up the screen, the name "su-bong" appearing. you had just gotten out of the shower and it was no surprise that your bestfriend was already calling you, most likely checking your location and seeing you were home.

you wasted no time in answering the phone, setting it up on the counter. su-bongs face appeared on the screen. his purple hair was in its usual messy state and a goofy smile adorned his face. "heyyy señorita" he says in a sing-song voice, and you immediately cringe at the nickname. "ew su-bong. you need to cut that out." you say, applying a bit of moisturizer on your face. he shrugs as he takes a hit of his vape, fixing his position so his head is resting on his arm whilst his other hand holds the phone.

minutes felt like hours as he rambled about some pills namgyu had given him while you were getting into bed, your eyes rolling at his boring choice of topic for a conversation. "i don't even know why you still take those pills. they're so wack." you say, pulling the sheets over your body and settling your head down on your pillow. "that's not what you thought the last time we took them." he says in a matter-of-fact tone, and you knew exactly what he was implying. "your point being?" you ask, pretending to be clueless. you knew you had to talk about it at some point; that one night su-bong invited you over.

it was a windy and cold friday night in seoul, and the walk back to your apartment had you wishing the ground would eat you alive from how stressed you were. having just gotten out of work after taking an extra shift for your "sick" co-worker, you picked up your phone and called su-bong, knowing that he knew just how to make you feel better.

the phone rang once and he immediately picked up. you put the phone to your ear, being unable to control the smile taking over your lips. "hey thanos. you awake?" you ask, using the nickname you gave him when he decided to drunkenly dye his hair purple. he lets out a low laugh, exhaling whatever he was smoking before answering. "yeah, you gonna come over?" he asks, and your answer comes out of your mouth before you can even think about it. "on my way."

upon arriving at su-bongs apartment, he was already trying to convince you to take something with him. you slid your jacket off, throwing it somewhere on the ground. you sighed as you sat on the couch, mentally thanking su-bong for wasting so much money on what was probably one of the softest couches you've ever sat on.

"come onnnn it'll be fun. please?" he begged, eagerly sitting down next to you. you allowed his request to enter your mind. you probably just needed a nap but who makes rational decisions when they're stressed? nobody..right?

"i don't know su, i feel so tired and stressed and everything is just so much." you say. he sighs as he takes off his necklace, opening the cross and showing you the pills. "please?" he pleads. you stare silently before he speaks again. "i promise it'll relieve your stress. just do this with me." you stare at him before nodding slowly, a teethy smile appearing on his face. "good choice baby. here, pick one." he says, offering the open cross to you.

you pick up a pink pill, heart racing as you look back up at su-bong. he pops a blue pill into his mouth, sending you an encouraging nod so you'd do the same. you place the pill on your tongue, thinking your heart would shoot out of your chest from how hard it was pounding as you swallowed. "now sit back and enjoy it." su-bong says, and you turn your head to look at him.

a wave of heat washed through your body as you analyzed his face. his head was resting on the back of the couch, his lips were slightly parted, heavy breaths leaving them. his eyes were closed as he manspread, resting his hands on his lap. you couldn't brush off every thought that was coming to your mind as your eyes trailed down to his lap, suddenly feeling hot inside. this had to be the drug taking its effect, right? sure you always found su-bong attractive, but he was your best friend. he was your best friend who you practically had to babysit because of his stupid actions, your best friend who defended you against your high school bully, min-ji, your best friend who was constantly throwing hints at you and you never even noticed.

"su-bong." you quietly called out to him. he let out a low hum as he opened his eyes, turning his head to look at you. whatever you did next you'll forever blame on the pill. you lunged forward, grabbing onto his face and pressing your lips on his. su-bongs eyes widened as his hands flew to your hips. he closed his eyes, and you felt him smile as he kissed you back. your mouths slowly moved in sync as you sat back, your hands resting on his shoulders. su-bong softly bit on your bottom lip, taking an opportunity to shove his tongue into your mouth when you let out a low moan. your tongues slowly wrestled together and you felt yourself get soaked with arousal. his hands massaged your hips and he broke the kiss, his pretty eyes staring into yours. you slowly look down and between you, a raging boner peeking out of his pajama pants. your body suddenly felt hot and sweaty, your name leaving his lips in a quiet whisper. you pushed him back slightly and your hands trembled as you grabbed the hem of your shirt. su-bong stared into your chest as you slowly slid your shirt off, eyes dark with lust and pupils blown from the drug. he got on his knees, eyes never leaving your chest. you reached behind your back and un-did the clasp of your bra, letting the material slowly slide off your body and onto your lap.

su-bong thought he was in heaven given the sight in front of him. you quickly threw your bra aside and su-bong lunged forward, lips latching onto your neck and his hands on your breasts. you let out a soft moan when you felt him leave little marks on your neck, his head moving lower with every kiss. "fuuuck baby, never thought i'd see these in front of me like this." he whispered. your hands went to his head, massaging his scalp as he slowly latched his mouth on your left nipple, sucking and licking the soft nub. your eyes squeezed shut, the sensation feeling way stronger due to the drug.

he moved to your other nipple, tugging it softly with his teeth then sucking. "o-oh fuck don't stop su." you managed to whimper out, your underwear damp with your arousal. su-bong let out a low laugh as he moved lower, hands fumbling with the button on your pants. "relax pretty, we haven't gotten to the best part yet." he teased, a goofy smile plastered on his face. you breathed heavily as you watched him pull your pants and panties off in one swift motion, a loud gasp leaving you when his mouth latched onto your clit.

his hands snaked under your thighs, pulling you closer to him as he harshly sucked and licked at your clit. "oh god su-bong don't stop." you moaned, hands flying to his hair and tugging at the purple strands. he groaned into your pussy, tongue moving up and down collecting your wetness. "fuck you taste so fucking good." he groaned, tongue plunging in and out of your hole. tears filled your vision as you legs shook violently with pleasure. you threw your head back when you felt him spit on your clit, his lips suckling and licking the wet bud. "pussy tastes so good baby, fuck. can't get enough." you moaned at his words, your hands massaging his scalp as he lifted his head. su-bongs chin was covered in your wetness, his lips dripping with your sweet honey.

"m'close." you moaned, biting your lip at the sight of your best friend eating you out. he hurriedly flicked his tongue from side to side at your statement, keeping his pattern of focusing on both your hole and clit consistent. you felt your abdomen tighten, his living room flooding with your moans and your back arching off the couch.. he moaned and groaned into your pussy, the vibrations sending sparks of pleasure throughout your body. and then, you felt it. the coil in your stomach snapped and you choked on your moans as a wave of pleasure overtook your body, eyes squeezing shut and tears slipping out of them. su-bongs tongue moved rapidly across your pussy as you rode out your high, legs shaking violently and your hips bucking into his face.

you swallowed thickly as you looked down, pussy drenched in your arousal and su-bongs saliva. he licked his lips as he stood up, closing your legs and pulling you into a heated kiss, his hands massaging your thighs. your hands snaked down his boxers, gasping into the kiss when your thumb massaged his leaking tip. su-bong broke the kiss to pull his pajama pants down, cock springing free. you stood up and pushed him onto the couch, watching him manspread as you got on your knees. you spit on your hand, bringing it to his pulsing cock. you wrapped your hand around it and slowly pumped up and down, his angry tip oozing out pre-cum at the action. "yes baby fuck, just like that." he groaned. you smiled up at him, your eyes giving him the "fuck me" stare as you wrapped your lips around his tip. he inhaled sharply at the action, his hand making a makeshift ponytail for your hair. you sucked on his tip softly, watching how his eyebrows furrowed in pleasure.

"keep going baby, atta girl." he moaned. you slowly enveloped him into your mouth, holding back gags as your nose hit his pubes. you moved your mouth back up to his tip, sticking your tongue out and kitten-licking his tip. "you're such a good girl baby, fuck. who knew you suck dick so good." he groaned, his head falling back and he pushed your head back down onto his cock. the living room filled with gags and chokes as you bobbed your head up and down, tongue licking the underside of his cock in the process. your name left his lips in hurried breaths as you sucked on his cock hungrily, his salty taste becoming addicting. your left hand moved to grab his balls while your right hand wrapped around his base, pumping in sync with your mouth.

"fucking hell." he inhaled sharply and he hurriedly pulled you off his cock, his hand harshly tugging your head back by your hair. "stick your tongue out for me baby." he grunted as he pumped his cock in front of your face, watching you stick your tongue out. "such a good fucking slut. look at you on your knees for me." he groaned, taking in your sweaty and fucked-out form. hot spurts of cum shot out of his tip, coating your face in his milky release. you smiled as you swallowed the cum that landed on your tongue, a low whimper of your name leaving his lips.

you heard some rustling and su-bong came back with a wet cloth, wiping his cum off your face. you opened your eyes and stared at each other before erupting into a fit of laughter, the aftermath of what you just did processing in your mind. he lifted you up off the floor and onto the couch, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and pushing your naked, sweaty body into his side. you laid there together, fingers intertwined and breathing in sync, basking in the afterglow of the intimate moment you just shared, the drugs effect still heavy in your system.

"you remember, right?" su-bong asked, pulling you out of your trance and back to the call. "y-yeah i remember. how could i not." you laughed, feeling the same warm wave of pleasure wash through your body. "i miss it, you know." he said, inhaling sharply after taking a hit of his vape. "you miss what?" you ask. you knew exactly what he was talking about, you just wanted to hear him say it. the night haunted you every single day afterwards, flashbacks of the way he sucked feverishly on your clit, or how sexy he looked with his eyebrows furrowed while you sucked on his cock replaying in your mind. you had avoided him for a week due to those flashbacks, not being able to bring yourself to respond to any of his texts or calls.

"that night." he finally responds. you nod slowly in agreement, pulling the sheets off your body due to the heat you felt. "i miss it too, su." you say, studying his face on your screen. he pauses, a comfortable silence taking over the call, before he speaks again. "can i show you how much i miss it?" he asks, a knowing grin plastered on his face. a blush consumes your cheeks and your speechless, his question catching you off guard. su-bong smirks proudly at the fact he gets you flustered so easily. "don't get all shy on me now baby. you were so hungry for this cock just last week!" he teases. "shut up!" you exclaim, the redness on your face becoming more evident. with a new boost of confidence and a pool of arousal in your panties, you sit up on your bed and lift your shirt, flashing him. a giggle leaves your lips as you pull your shirt back down, watching su-bongs face go from cocky to flustered. he groans before pointing the camera to a lower angle, his cock appearing on the screen. precum oozed from his tip, his face contorted in pleasure in the background as he stroked himself.

"c'mon baby don't leave me hanging now, show me something." he groans, pumping his cock at a slow pace. you bit your lip at his words, your mind clouded with lust. placing your phone down on your blankets, you slid your pajama pants and panties down your legs. your anxiety reached a new height as you grabbed your phone, spreading your legs and showing him the pretty sight between them. su-bong sharply inhales at the sight on his screen, pumping his cock faster. your pussy glistened with arousal, your pretty hole practically oozing with your wetness.

"touch yourself for me." he grunts, and you immediately obey, sliding your hands between your legs. your warm fingers circle your clit and you gasp, the action sending shocks of pleasure through your body. "just like that baby fuuuuck, good girl." he moans. "go lower." and once again, you obey. moving your fingers lower and lower until your middle finger is prodding at your soaked entrance. you push your finger in, back arching at the intrusion. su-bongs cock makes wet noises as he pumps himself faster, whimpers of your name leaving his lips. "feels so good, su." you moan, adding your ring finger and pumping them in and out of you slowly. "i know baby- fuck you're such a good slut for me." he moans. you match his pace as you pump your fingers faster, your moans echoing off the walls in your room. "su- fuck feels so good. i'm so close." you moan, your back arching off the bed.

"cum with me." he moans, watching how your creamy arousal oozes out of your hole. "f-fuck yes." you gasp, watching his face in the background as he stares at your pussy on his screen. su-bong groans loudly as he spills himself onto his hand, strings of cum coating it. you whine at the sight. the barrier in your abdomen snapping and a wave of hot pleasure coursing over your entire body. you rode out your orgasms together, bodies covered in sweat. slowly, you pulled your fingers out of your sensitive hole, and su-bong couldn't help but watch how pretty your pussy looked covered in your creamy release. you brought the camera to your face, sucking your own slick off your fingers. "don't do that baby. don't think i can go another round right now." he groaned playfully. you giggled as you got up, grabbing a new pair of panties and getting dressed again. when you came back from the bathroom after washing your hands, su-bong had his phone propped up on his bathroom counter, washing his own hands. you watched him quietly, a smile on your face as you got into your bed, pulling your sheets over your body.

moments of the call replayed in your head as you tried to sleep, a rush of excitement lingering in your heart. you knew this wouldn't be the last time this would happen, given su-bongs flirty and persistent personality (and how desperate he is for your attention). but you had to admit you were content with the fact that he desired you so badly, and deep down you knew you needed him just as much.

∧,,,∧ (  ̳• · • ̳) /    づ♡ mwuah!

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@/dearsubong wip list .ᐟ

an ✧ please don’t steal ideas from here

squid game men ☂︎︎

hcs, smut, fluff || squid game men as dads

smau, angst, fluff ? || part 2 of they dump you for another woman

thanos ✞

fic, smitten su bong, fluff, smut || valentine , laufey

s ✧ former fuck boy su bong doesnt know what love is. when he gets with you, he has to ask google how to be a good boyfriend. he wants to be good enough.

fic, angst ? fluff || starboy , the weeknd

s ✧ streamer!subong x fan!reader ?

fic, angst, fluff ? || darling, i , tyler, the creator

s ✧ both you and subong are former kpop stars and you meet each other at a bar. after retiring from doing kpop, you get scammed by mgcoin by thanos forcing you. you dump him but get into debt, leading you to see him again in the squid games.

oneshot, smut || it’s a bad idea, right? olivia rodrigo

s ✧ you know you shouldnt hook up with this man after seeing him kill 3 people in the first game. but, he saved you from your annoying ex bf and-hes quite the chamer. wouldnt hurt, right?

nam gyu ☆

fic, dark content, angst, smut ? || the red means i love you , madds buckley

s ✧ yandere!namgyu x victim!reader

BIGBANG ☆彡

there isn’t anything here… yet.

an 2 ✧ i hope i can add more

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@/dearsubong ☆ m.list

an : warnings/type of writing are on the side !

squid game men ★

hc, smut || squid game men favorite positions

smau, sexual language, fluff ? || whats my contact name?

smau, fluff overload || baby pictures

smau, angst || they dump you for another woman

thanos ✞

oneshot, smut || tramp stamps

fic, smut, angst || he loves me he loves me not , 002

smau, angst, fluff, smut || jealous, jealous, jealous girl, 002, 003

hc, fluff, smut || if su bong was your baby daddy

twt link, smut || thanos twt links

twt link, smut || thangyu twt links

smau, sexual language || thanos & nam gyu as your bfs

drabble, fluff || badenglish!subong x badkorean!reader

smau, angst || casual , chappel roan

oneshot, fluff, comedy lol || su bong vs younger su bong

nam gyu ☾

twt link, smut || nam gyu twt links

twt link, smut || thangyu twt links

smau, sexual language || thanos & nam gyu as your bfs

hwang in ho ☯︎︎

twt link, smut || in ho twt links

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I’m not even into kpop but I love dark content and this baes work is finger licking good 😫 MDNI MDNI!!! dark content!!! inspiring tbh. if you’re into dark content, LOOK IN THEIR M LIST LIKE MMM-MM-MMMMMM

pairing ; cheater!sungchan x fem!reader

warning ; cheating, cheating, cheating. you're not a girls girls at all lol, both you and sungchan are assholes, alcohol, no p in v, no peneration, clothed sex.

thinking of sungchan and girlfriend’s bestfriend reader…

you are the sweetest girl in the university—flowers practically bloom when you pass by. you get along so well with everyone! the deans, the lecturers, you friends, the janitors, the librarians, you name it! everyone loves you so much. your girlfriends, especially…

speaking of which, yeran (one of your friends) has some problems with her boyfriend, sungchan… you don’t know much about what’s going on in the relationship, but she tells you that he’s been really busy with his classes and juggling part-time jobs. and besides feeling a little bit neglected and lonely, she’s been sexually frustrated. the sex is good, but hm, she doesn’t know how else to put it… like something is missing in the intercourse. she even tells you she secretly bought a toy to satisfy herself with whenever sungchan’s not around!! you comfort her and tell her that you understand… who wouldn’t be feeling lonely if their boyfriend has other priorities? 

this can't be it! as a good friend, you have to help yeran—and sungchan rekindle, talk it out, so everyone can be happy again! so yeran can have a smile on her face again. 

what a nice friend you are. are you proud?

so you invite sungchan over for a drink at your apartment. you know what they said—a drunk mind speaks a sober heart! alcohol can reduce inhibitions and get you away from reality for a little while. just the perfect way for you to get sungchan to just talk it out with you—so you can come up with the best solution for your favourite couple ever. 

after a couple of cans and bottles, he tells you it all… it’s not his fault that he needs to take extra shifts in his job. yeran can be so needy and demanding sometimes—and sungchan just wants the best for her. he wants to buy everything that she wants but he can’t afford it all. you then ask him about the sex (as a friend looking out for another friend)—how’s it like? sungchan hums, slumping his head back on your couch.

it’s just… boring and plain. he doesn’t even feel good doing it. like something’s not right with the sex. he’s not sure if it’s her or him. he even tells you that it takes a while for him to get hard around her and it’s so awkward and painful sometimes. you feel pity for the two of them, genuinely… a neglected girlfriend and an unsatisfied boyfriend. at least you can accompany yeran when sungchan’s not around… but what about her boyfriend’s sexual desire and needs?

this can’t be it. you have to do something.

so you down another bottle of soju and propose a game night. it’s super simple! whoever gets an english word wrong, has to do what the other person says! you get it wrong… so sungchan asks you to do sit-ups three times. he’ll help you, obviously. you’re not much of a workout girlie unlike him. he presses his hands down on your feet for support. he tries so hard to not glance at your panties peeking out from your skirt, or the way your tits look plumpier and softer when you’re laying down on the floor. on the last one, you huff out a breath, face flushed and sweaty from the alcohol and the exercise that your top sticks onto your skin. 

sungchan then gets a question wrong, and you jokingly asked him to take off his shirt. he mentioned your apartment was hot just now! he laughs, before pulling his shirt over his body. wow—you’ve always known that he works out well, every now and then but… he has a really really nice, toned, chest underneath that shirt. then he tells you it’s unfair, and that you too, should take off your top. 

so you comply! now the two of you are shirtless (and you’re sweating)... sungchan feels his tent growing underneath his pants… that quick? from a mere glance at your cleavage and your sweat trickling down between it while it takes yeran like half an hour of jerking him off to get him slowly riled up? (and even that he has to force himself…)

questions after questions, answers after answers, you find yourself laying down on the cold floor, legs spread out as sungchan settles himself between your legs… you tell him to demonstrate it—the sex with yeran. he hesitates at first, but almost immediately agrees to do it. you’re just helping him! you’re yeran’s best bestfriend, you know what she wants. you know her better than anyone else.

oh but he still has his boxer on, and you still have your panties on. it’s just a demonstration, you guys are not actually going to have sex... that’s cheating! and you’re not that kind of friend who goes after their bestfriend’s boyfriend..

sungchan positions his clothed erection (it’s throbbing and the head of his flushed cock is literally poking out of the waistband) between your clothed folds—where it’s soaked with your juices. he slowly grinds and drags his cock along your slit. he’s moaning and grunting and his precum is leaking… you feel bad. he looks like he's going to burst.

so you tell him that he can take off his boxer… if he wants to. if he wants to demonstrate it (so you can help him), he has to be comfortable first, right? sungchan agrees—that’s true. he’s the subject here! so he takes off his boxer and tosses it somewhere in your living room. wrapping his hand around the base of his cock, he smears his precum over your (clothed) pussy. it looks so nice, like a painting, he says. 

he continues to rub his cock along your folds, grunting at the cotton texture of your panties as he rolls his hips back and forth. you’re so wet and so needy that you’re starting to get shy. sungchan tells you that yeran doesn’t make that cute expression that you have on your face—and even without penetration… he can tell that you’d be so tight and wet and slippery… like fucking a mouth (he doesn’t say it. he’s scared that you might think he’s a bad boyfriend for yeran).

sungchan’s panting and tugging and biting on his lower lip as he chases his high—your pitchy moans, fixated on the breathy, ah, ah, mh’s—only adds up to his climax. he so badly wants to move that little panties of yours and just (the very least) enter the head in. it’s only cheating if it’s full length… but if it’s just the head of his cock, it’s not that bad… 

but he doesn’t. he’s a good boyfriend and he doesn’t want you to hate him.

sungchan shoots his cum on your tummy, that goes up to your tits. the two of you are panting, his cock still throbbing and flushed so you offer to clean it up with your lips and tongue. the least you can do after he pours out his feelings towards his relationship. 

god your tongue—and your mouth is so warm and wet and slippery and his cock has never felt so good before. it’s like fucking a pussy, almost… not that he knows what a good cunt feels like… but you surely do know how to make a man happy, don’t you? the way you’re bobbing your head back and forth, and wrapping and swirling and rolling your tongue around his cock—not exactly deepthroating but fuck that feels good. if only yeran is as good… he would’ve ejaculated the second time down yout throat had you just sucked him a minute longer.

sungchan’s still hard and wide-awake even after pulling his pants up, it’s obvious with the way his sweatpants looks… you tell him to talk it out with yeran, discuss their sex and love life and preferences and everything. maybe she’s just not that good in bed? sungchan hums, and agrees. you guys clean up everything, and before he leaves, he asks you to kiss him—he just wants to know how a proper, nice kiss tastes like, you know? a kiss, afterall, can lead to a lot of things—and if the kiss itself isn’t heated enough, maybe that’s the reason why sungchan has a hard time getting his dick hard!

so u guys kiss… with tongue and saliva and light gropings from sungchan at your doorstep. wow your tits are really soft, huh… he teases before bidding you goodbye and thank you for lending him your ears to hear him out… and even going as far as letting him use your body to see if his own is the problem. sungchan tells you you can hit him up for anything because you’ve helped him today. quid pro quo or shit like that…

you wish him and yeran a goodluck! and teasingly remind him to invite you to their wedding as the bridesmaid. he laughs and says ok!!

then just a few days later, you receive another text from sungchan—asking if you guys can meet up? :( at his apartment? 

as the good friend you are, you reply to him okay :( and that you’ll be bringing snacks. he tells you to bring extra clothes. 

💭 ya. so. can u guys tell. sungchan w korea. ya that's it that's the post. my favourite trope w my favourite boy. ya. i'll probably write a full one on this if u guys want aha...

sungchan w korea. yea. hope u guys njoy.. <3

[dearsubong]

whats my contact name? ★ squid game men

summary ✧ you ask what your contact name is on their phone.

warnings ✧ mentions of abuse (playfully), swearing, sexual language/themes

contains ✧ jun ho, thanos, dae ho, in ho, nam gyu

authors note ✧ sorry for being inactive. i didn’t know that iOS had an update and needed to update my phone. before that I couldn’t get into tumblr or do anything with my camera or add any photos of videos along with my mic 😭 but im back and here’s your treat!!!! i added jun ho !

[dearsubong]

if choi su bong ✞ was your baby daddy .ᐟ

about ✧ headcannons about choi su bong being your baby daddy. a lot of sfw/not much nsfw

warnings ✧ 18+, nsfw, smut, fluff

an ✧ this was going to be headcannons of nam gyu dae ho jun ho and in ho too but i was too lazy and need to post 😩

SFW

in pregnancy, he’s gotten softer and stopped everything, trying to stop his addiction and stop going out all the time. for you. for your baby.

he would watch those youtube videos and tiktoks about ‘how to relieve your pregnant wife from pregnancy’ or similar subjects.

he secretly came up behind you and held your heavy belly. you gasped at the unexpected touch but felt relieved as you felt the weight come off your body.

“that’s nice, su bong.” your head falls back to his shoulder behind you and sigh deeply. he smiles at your satisfaction.

“i’m glad, babe.” he murmured against your ear.

you really said ‘i can fix him’ because when he’s around you, he’s putty.

and yet, around others, he’s still strict but jokes around.

in public, when you and him are having a walk or in the mall to eat and/or shop, his arm is always around your shoulder, telling everyone around him that’s you’re his with just his eyes and eyebrows, raising them up and down when some guy looks at you.

with his friends, he DEFINITELY brags. he would just yap about your pregnancy to them about 3 quarters of the time. other quarter is that he isn’t there. he’s taking care of you ♡︎

after chul was born, he’s gotten a lot more protective even thought he already was extremely protective before him.

he would teach chul some of his lyrics, the most popular, ‘bang bang bang’ with little finger guns.

you knew that because a random time when chul ran up to you and wanted to show you something. he had did that same thing his appa taught him.

chul put up finger guns and saying, “bang, bang, bang!” before running off—a bit obviously to his father—giggling. “let’s go!” he yelled before running into chul’s room. you felt like you were taking care of su bong as well.

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

even when you were pregnant, that didn’t stop him from fucking you.

he’d pound your fucking brains out, dumbifying you. he would try to be gentle since you still have a baby bump.

sometimes, when you wanted to please him, he’d let you ride him. although, you’d get tired a bit quickly so he held you up and fucked into you upwards.

but when he got you to give him a blow job, oh, he’d thrust his dick so far down your throat that his dick was bulging out of your neck.

he’s only trying to feed his unborn baby ♡︎

if you miss a drop of his cum, he’d pout and whine about you trying to starve your unborn baby.

“babyyy! he needs to be fed.” he argues even though he already swallowed a dump of his sperm in your throat.

you would fuck when chul was in the other room. yeah, you two were loud, but who cares? not like chul would understand.

yeah, no…

one dinner time, he mentioned it.

“eomma, appa, what were you two doing last night?” you and su bong froze, looking at each other, deciding who should respond.

you hurriedly replied first. “oh, we were just—talking. sorry, we’re we loud?” you blush.

he nods. “all i could hear was ‘a-ahhhh, su bong! right there!’ and a lot more. who’s su bong, eomma?”

chul didn’t know yours and su bongs name yet.

but you and him were shocked at the mimic. “accurate.” su bong replies amusingly. you slap his arm and his pouts, whining dramatically.

at times, when he’s really needy and horny, he’d fuck you in the kitchen, on the counter. all while chul was watching a cartoon in the living room, too glued to the show to even bother to you and him.

you would try to be quiet as hard as you can, covering your mouth, muffling what could’ve been loud moans and—

taking the back shots so well ♡︎

[dearsubong]

he loves me, he loves me not pt 2! choi su bong ✞

warnings ✧ toxic relationship, abuse, swearing, possible cheating, ooc/soft nam gyu,

sum ✧ you’re in a toxic relationship with thanos. no matter how much he hurts you, you don’t wanna leave. that’s until you meet his friend, nam gyu.

wc ✧ 1.1k

an ✧ finally made a part 2 after all those weeks 😀 is this gonna turn into a yn x nam gyu?!?!!?!! sorry not sorry if ure not into nam gyu xo

Your eyes flutter open lazily as you wake up. You sit up against the beds headboard and look over to your boyfriend, lying there, dried drool running down the side of his lips. You smiled and brushed some loose strands that stuck on his forehead.

Your body turns to get out of bed. Your feet lead you to the kitchen before you start making him breakfast before he awakens. Probably at 2pm. That’s okay!

You walk back to your shared bedroom to wake him up. You place the hot and fresh plate of eggs and toast on the nightstand next to the bed and shake him gently.

“Su bong, baby. Wake up, I made you breakfast.” Su bong grumbled, pushing your hand away from his shoulder. “Beat it, bitch.” He murmured. You sighed and nodded, backing away. “Your breakfast is next to you once you’re ready, I’ll be in the living room.” He doesn’t respond.

You walked back to the living room and sat on the couch, looking at the coffee table in front of you.

What was wrong with you? Why couldn’t you let him go? Something in your heart just can’t stand leaving him. Or you just can’t stand the thought of him using another woman for his needs. You can fulfill them.

An hour later, you see Su bong walk out of his bedroom with some toast crumbs on his cheeks, aiming that he ate his breakfast. “The food was cold.” He didn’t even bother to say good morning.

“Well—good morning to you too.” You joke playfully. “No time for jokes, bitch. The food was cold. Did you hear me or is it the wax that’s stuck in your damn ear?” Your smile faded as he completely VIOLATED you. “I—well, you woke up a bit later when I cooked it.” Su bong’s brows furrowed. “Are you saying it’s my fault? Stupid bitch.”

That earned you a couple bruises.

You and Su bong sat at the bar in Club Pentagon. Su bong was talking with his friend which you think his name is Nam gyu when you heard some interactions. You thought he was quite cute, his hair looked good on him, even though it was a bit uneven and chopped at the ends. But you could never admit that to Su bong.

Some over-botox’d woman then walks up to your boyfriend, sitting in the seat next to him. When she came, it’s like Su bong completely forgot about you. The woman started flirting with him and he played along, caressing her waist and everything a boyfriend shouldn’t do.

You watched in silence before you couldn’t take it anymore.

Tapping his shoulder, he whips his head to you with an irritated look on his face. “What do you want, Yn?” His tone made you flinch. “What are you doing with this woman?” He rolls his eyes from your words. “Nothing, babe, just stay out of it.”

The woman didn’t know that you weee his girlfriend and she doesn’t want to be a home wrecker so she takes his hand off and walks away. Periodt.

Su bong was silent. He then looked at you with furious eyes. “God fucking damn it, Yn! You always have to ruin everything. Holy shit!” Su bong follows the woman that walked off.

Nam gyu looked at you while cleaning a cup, concerned. “Yo, you okay?” You looked down, about to cry. “No.” You admit. Nam gyu put the dry cup on a shelf before going over to you, looking genuinely worried. “What was your name again? Stupid that I never asked.” You looked up with tears brimming your pretty eyes. “Its Yn.” You murmur. Nam gyu nodded, secretly flustered by your pretty eyes. The way they shined brighter with tears in them. “I’m Nam gyu, if you didn’t know already.” “No, I know. I hear some of you and Su bongs interactions.” Nam gyu nodded. “Cool. So—tell me, how’s your relationship with him? Su bong, I mean.”

You really don’t know how to describe it. It’s everything but love, isn’t it?

“I feel like it’s one-sided. Like I only love him. Like I’m just something to keep his bed warm.” Nam gyu’s sharp eyes softened and he looked at a corner, thinking. That was like him. He then started speaking.

“Yeah, I actually didn’t think he’d actually settle with a girlfriend when he told me about you and it seems that he still didn’t from your experience.” You laugh emotionlessly, looking away once again.

“You deserve better.” He comments, making your heart flutter. Your smile returns and he smiles back. “Thank you. But I love him. I can’t leave. I don’t know why.” Nam gyu nods, understanding.

“Hey, wanna exchange numbers? Not flirtatiously.” You nod rapidly and hold your overly decorated phone out. He gives you his number and you save the contact, naming it “Nam gyu 🥰”. Hopefully Su bong doesn’t check your phone soon. “Thanks.” You smile.

He smiles back once again, “yeah, it’s nothin’.”

Fuck, you felt like you were in a k drama. It was kinda cringe but it doesn’t matter—

Su bong comes stomping back, sitting at his seat again. He squints at you and Nam gyu. “What were you two doing?” Nam gyu shakes his head. “Nothing, bro. Just a little chat, that’s all.” Su bong looks at you and slaps you.

“You slut! Cheating on me, ha?” You hold your stinging cheek, tears begging to get let out. “No—I swear! Didn’t you just run after a woman?” Su bong looks around cluelessly. “Woman? What the fuck are you on about?? Never. Stop being delusional!” He slams a fist on the surface next to him, making you flinch.

You were surprised he didn’t knock you out right there.

That night, Su bong was snoring next to you, wrapping an arm around your waist, drooling on his pillow. You were texting Nam gyu, smiling.

Nam gyu

wyd?

Yn

nothing :) su bongs snoring and drooling next to me ahaha

[1x photo attachment]

Nam gyu

LOL ofc

are you ok?

Yn

mhm

I think we might have to stop texting, I might wake up su bong :(

Nam gyu

it’s fine barbie

Yn

barbie?

Nam gyu

you’re very ‘pink girly pop Aaliyah’s interlude’ type of girl.

Yn

i meannnn you ain’t wrong…

Nam gyu

goodnight barbie

Yn

night, ill think of a nickname for you too soon ☺️

You put your phone on your nightstand and lay down, smiling before fluttering your eyes closed.

You slept good that night.

[dearsubong]

boi i need more in-ho or nam-gyu. your choice! 🤍🙏

twt links hwang in ho ➪

an : just a quick twt link b4 bed

take that dick

aweee look at you struggling :3

you dont like this position? hes wondering who asked.

waa! his favorite, bondage!

up and down with your skirt on

spanking you.

leashing you

blindfolded bj

letting you ride his face (multi)

“be quiet, i bet the players can hear you up here.“

you look so beautiful with his cum on your face (multi)

needy blowjob while hes working

“unfortunately, you cant fuck on airplanes so lets fuck right now.“

breeding kink (multi)

[dearsubong]

yes guys im into jjk. >:33

your older boyfriend, nanami, has a sneaking suspicion you like arguing with him.

it always starts with something stupid, him denying you a new purse you wanted, or him telling you no when you asked to come to his house. he gave you a good reason, he was tired, and you were too rowdy.

this time, he didn't come visit you when you were in the office on your internship.

nanami was innocent - caught in hours of meetings that didn't align with your work schedule. He texted you a quick apology that night, but you were seething.

it's like he's ashamed of you -- too used to you.

and that's what you tell him when you crawl into his jet-black car the following night.

"if you hate me, just say it." you pout, slamming his passenger door and not bothering with your seatbelt as you sink into the cool leather.

"what are you talking about?" though you're mad, he still plants a hand against the top of your thigh, squeezing the flesh in his way of telling you hello. "I don't hate you."

"you never come visit me at work anymore. and you hardly fucking work, I mean there's nothing that important that you completely forget about me, is there?!"

"god, here we go again..." he mutters absolutely devoid of emotion. he'll let you rant all your feelings out to him, he'll yell back a little bit, then he'll fuck you stupid and sorry... it's just the way things play out with you two. "I didn't forget about you."

you're ranting with your hands, staring into the side of his stoic face as he drives calmly. it's like your anger is lost on him, or perhaps you weren't really angry -- why isn't he cracking..?

"you son of a bitch, you never listen to me!" you're squealing, stamping your foot, and crossing your arms when he just... keeps on driving.

then, he's turning back home and you're left in a scowl staring out of the window. literally all he had to say to soften the mood was I'm sorry, but he wasn't sorry. there was nothing to be sorry for, and you knew he preferred to keep the relationship work-appropriate at work. carving out time between meetings to visit you is not work-appropriate, so he's not sorry. oh well.

so if you wanted to spout baseless reasons to hate him all the way to his front door, he'd listen and take it. until, that door locks and he's rolling his shoulders and pulling his tie loose.

"just, shut up about it."

"s-shut..?" you reply, shocked by the choice of words he's never given you before. every other time you poked at his nerves, he'd just roll his eyes and give you what you wanted.

tonight, instead of giving in, he has you on your hands and knees in front of him, gagged between the teeth with his spotted tie.

he's fucking you hard in his bed, keeping you pressed in doggy as he guides you back with each of his thrusts. his big hand is tangled in his tie, loose digits twisted in your hair so he has those nerve-endings hostage as well. it's a sensory overload, from the sound of his grating voice, to the feeling of your inescapable whines against the gag. it was all just so erotic.

"listen to that -- sweet silence," he grunts in unison with his thrusts. he's got you pierced so stupid and pliable on his cock, that you weren't even worried about anything else. all you can focus on is the sensation of his thick length stretching you to the hilt, springing tears to your eyes as you try and take all of it.

nanami hates it when you run from his cock, it just makes him fuck you harder. but, he was unraveling inside of you, hanging on by the grace of god and slivers of self-control

so when you slide your spent knees further up the bed, trying to free your body from the dirty punishment, he has all the more reason to pull out, slapping a strong hand over your puffy cunt and hooking two fingers inside your hole. he's got his fingers crooked at that perfect angle to coax exactly what he wants from you.

you fingers claw at anything they can grab, sick whiny cries dampening the tie between your teeth as you cum for the third time, sobbing in relief when you feel his hot, thick seed drip down your spent cunt as he unravels in succession.

"so mean... t'me..." you manage to breathe out, shuddering in a limp pile of mess on his bed. nanami steps away like an artist admiring his work, brushing some of your taste from his lips to suck back between them.

"whatever you say." he mumbles, sliding his tie from your skin, but disregarding your frame further.

he was going to take a shower... you are welcome to join him, but only if you

shut the hell up.

[dearsubong]

bf!namgyu ✩ headcanons

warnings: 18+, smut. some mentions of drinking and drugs. might be a bit ooc.

a/n: sorry if these are shorter than usual, i’ve not been in the mood to write lately :/ speaking of which, it might take me a bit longer to get to requests, but i am working on them, i promise!!

sfw ˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊

• despite his tough front, namgyu’s a pretty big softie, especially when it comes to you. he’ll climb into your arms at night and will fall asleep almost instantly. plus, he loves it when you play with his hair and scratch his head.

• when he’s not working at the club, he’ll usually spend his nights there and bring you with him. he’ll pull you onto his lap, offering you a sip of his drink or blowing smoke in your mouth. depending on how intoxicated he gets, he’ll make out with you without a care in the world to who is watching.

• he’s extremely possessive and gets jealous easily. when he sees you talking to another guy, he’ll immediately come up to you and wrap his arm around your waist and pull you away.

• namgyu loves it when you wear his clothes; he loves to see you lounge around the house in his t-shirt. when you go out with your friends, he’ll usually lend you his jacket or coat just so everyone knows you’re taken.

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• namgyu is extremely touchy during sex. his hands are always roaming around your body, squeezing and pinching.

• when he’s nestled between your thighs, he definitely loves it when you pull his hair. it drives him crazy and he’ll only get messier with his movements.

• he definitely loves to overstimulate you. to hear you beg and whine and tell him you can’t take any more only makes him smirk.

• he loves getting head from you. when you get on your knees and wrap your lips around his length, that’s enough for him. he’ll thrust into your throat, loving the way you gag and how your eyes tear up. he’ll reach down to push some hair out of your face, muttering, “my pretty girl. so good for me, aren’t you?”

[dearsubong]

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about me ✧ vivian, 18 yrs, german, she/her

blog contains ✧ 18+, nsfw/smut, fluff, dark content, mdni or blocked.

the work i do ✧ smau, fics, oneshots, twt links, drabbles maybe?

my favs ✧ su bong, jiyeong, minyeo, ali

status ✧ inactive. terribly unmotivated

m.list ➪ wip list ➪ reblog / bookmark acc @vivsbookmarks mostly jjk.

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if u draw like this hmu

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