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Gonna retry rewriting Hurricane again when it cools down (I’m on the third floor and I might as well kick this AC out the fucking window 🤠)

Hurricane - Bang Chan Mafia AU Part 1

Warnings: Violence, language, drugs

A/N: Hey ya’ll, I missed writing these mafia fics so here’s Bang Chan’s :D as for those asking about Inure and AASB, both will be worked on and posted! I have started the next part of both of them, as my motivation is slowly coming back! I can’t wait to be posting more, and I’m BEYOND stoked to be writing a mafia fic again. Here’s the long awaited part 1 of Hurricane!

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Your hand stretched out, soft droplets of rain gently splattering in your palm.

Raining again? 

The city was plagued with soft thunderstorms all throughout the week, and you believed the cloud of melancholy that was rumbling in your head may have been caused by it. Your life wasn’t necessarily hard, but it lacked something… It lacked excitement. You got up for work every morning, then went home and cooked dinner, watched some movies, then went to sleep. You were beginning to wonder when this boring little life of yours will have meaning, when it’ll give you a reason to want to get up in the morning.

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I’ve rewritten Hurricane part 2 at least 3 times, then I trash it 🫠

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It’s honestly disturbing the standards that K-pop artists get held too

It’s like the community doesn’t view them as human and expects them to be perfect, then they get bullied and harassed the minute an imperfection or mistake gets pointed out/exposed 😐

They are human. They make mistakes. They have imperfections. They are not gods or machines.

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I forgot how toxic the Kpop community is 🤦🏻‍♀️

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Hello friends,

I’ve had a couple requests regarding this and I just need to set a boundary:

I will not write any smut for any idol under the age of 21. I will gladly write for members in other groups, but the minimum age for me is 21.

I hope this doesn’t upset many people, as I know at 18 they are ✨ legally ✨ an adult, but I cannot write things like this involving a teenager.

Thank you! ☺️

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8:00 PM:

Warnings: smut, Gang member Hyunjin

Song Hyunjin is singing: “The Death of Peace of Mind” by Bad Omens. (Highly recommend)

You shouldn’t be doing this- not with him. But the way his tongue was leaving wet circles and trails down your neck and chest was making your mind go haywire, and the feeling of him thrusting into you was making you go crazy.

Hyunjin was holding you up, your legs wrapped around his waist as he was bouncing you up and down on his length. Your hands were tangled in his long black hair as his face was buried into the crook of your neck, sucking dark marks into your skin.

He pushed your back up against the wall, using the wall to help support you as he thrusted harder into your soaked heat. Your eyes met his as he titled his head to the side, his dragon tattoo that started at the back of his ear and went down to his neck visible for a moment before his soft, plump lips met yours.

You were starting to drown in his scent and his presence once again. The man you had broken up with to protect yourself, a man capable of murder, was driving you mad with his touch once again.

You heard Hyunjin bump the radio behind him, which had his phone connected to it. A song began to play lowly as he continued to bounced you up and down on his length, your juices dripping down his legs as his dick slammed into your gspot, making your cries get louder.

“I miss the way you say my name.” He sang, one hand leaving under your ass to tangle itself in your hair.

“The way you bend.” He sang, tugging your hair backwards, making you cry out as the tension made your heat tighten. “The way you break.”

His lips met yours in another messy kiss as his hand remained in your hair, his length pummeling your sweet spot.

“You’re making up running down your face.” He breathed the song into your skin, picking up the pace. “The way you fuck, the way you taste.”

You saw stars as he buried himself balls deep into you and moved your body up the wall with his hips, your nails digging into his shoulders. You let out a small gasp as he pulled out and instantly put you on your knees, rubbing his length and finishing on your face.

He rubbed his thumb into your mouth, making you taste him as he smirked.

“It wasn’t hard to realize, love’s the death of peace of mind.”

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I live under a rock, apparently

But why is everyone boycotting Charlie Puth’s and SKZ’s song? I can’t even find anything on Google 😭

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4:30 am:

Warnings; smut

Yours knees shook as loud slapping sounds filled the room, the hand on your throat tight.

Minho had one hand curled to the front of your body, gripping at the sides of your throat while the other held your hip from behind. The constriction of air and the way his hips were fluidly snapping into yours made your jaw slacken as loud moans and pleas left your mouth.

“Whose pussy is this?” Minho asked, his voice much deeper than his usual soft tone.

“Y-Yours.” You managed out through the pleasure and lack of air.

His hand tightened around your throat and he pushed himself deeper into you, making your back arch harder. His lips went to your ear as he gave it a soft bite.

“I couldn’t hear you.” He growled, slamming his hips roughly into you, nearly making your feet leave the soft carpet beneath you.

“I-it’s yours Minho!” You cried, feeling your high about to hit.

“That’s a good girl.” He purred, releasing your throat and shoving you against the end of the couch.

Your moans bounced off the walls of your apartment as he rammed into you, your nails digging into the fabric. Every thrust caused you to bury your face deeper into the couch cushion beneath you until you saw stars, your battered core tightening around him.

You heard a soft grunt as Minho pulled out and came on your ass, a satisfied sigh leaving his lips. You heard him walk away and come back with a warm, wet cloth and gently wipe his mess off of you while you stayed bent over the couch.

You felt him lean over you, a soft chuckle leaving his lips, “I can never get enough of ruining you, my good, obedient girl.”

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So im new to your blog and i was just wondering why you stopped writing for why you?. I hope this ask doesn't sound rude. Im just truly curious.

I honestly started working on other series/blurbs and just never finished it, by the time I came across the other draft for it I entirely forgot where I was going with the story 😅

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I found out about it from reddit! :)

Good ol’ Reddit 🤣

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Size training is prepping to take a bigger cock than you’re used to

THANK YOU. I’ll have to work on that request now knowing what it means

I’m a an old lady when it comes to some terms/slang lol

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Are you still active?

I am! Life has just been hectic recently! 😅

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Who’s ready for part 2?

Hurricane - Bang Chan Mafia AU Part 1

Warnings: Violence, language, drugs

A/N: Hey ya’ll, I missed writing these mafia fics so here’s Bang Chan’s :D as for those asking about Inure and AASB, both will be worked on and posted! I have started the next part of both of them, as my motivation is slowly coming back! I can’t wait to be posting more, and I’m BEYOND stoked to be writing a mafia fic again. Here’s the long awaited part 1 of Hurricane!

(Next Part ->)

Your hand stretched out, soft droplets of rain gently splattering in your palm.

Raining again? 

The city was plagued with soft thunderstorms all throughout the week, and you believed the cloud of melancholy that was rumbling in your head may have been caused by it. Your life wasn’t necessarily hard, but it lacked something… It lacked excitement. You got up for work every morning, then went home and cooked dinner, watched some movies, then went to sleep. You were beginning to wonder when this boring little life of yours will have meaning, when it’ll give you a reason to want to get up in the morning.

Keep reading

[maaaaaatryoshka0325]

Not confirming anything yet because obviously I have a bunch I need to catch up on, but I was thinking about this awhile ago

Back in 2016 I began to write a story of my own (not a fanfic) called The Devil’s Promise. I was thinking of incorporating it into a SKZ fic. Haven’t done much for Jeongin so I thought he’d be a good fit.

THIS IS JUST AN IDEA! Nothing to confirm yet.

Blurb: 🚨 suicide, alcohol 🚨

Yang Jeongin had it all, fame, fortune, a lover, and friends he could count on.

One drunken night, he and his fiancé got into a heated argument, and when he awoke the next morning, he finds that she had committed suicide.

Distraught, he cradles her lifeless body, when he hears a snicker, and sees the devil in her bathroom. The Devil offers him a deal- he will bring her back, but in return, Jeongin has to find her, and make her fall back in love with him in 3 months time. If he fails, both of their souls will burn in eternity.

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SIZE TRAINING with chan is perfect… even like maybe hyunjin too 🤤🤤

I’ll def write it, I just have no idea what size training is 🥲

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chan x f!reader size training?

I might just be out of date with terms, but what exactly is size training? Like,🐱 stretching?

Sorry, I’m grandma with certain slang LOL

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Hi! I just wanted to say I love your works and you’re one of my favorite writers! 🥹♥️ I was so happy to see that your requests are open and I’ve had an idea for one for a while (it’s a mafia themed one 😉). The explanation is easy to read but it’s just long-is it still ok to send?

Of course! I’m open to any and all ideas!