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Can I ask why tf dom!chara is in dom!reader tags again 😐

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Please be careful when interacting with @idolwasteland 's blog.

They continuously write abusive and non consented actions into their fics, without applying proper warnings.

I have tried to inform them about their behaviour and even offered my help in trying to edit their fics/overlook them before they post them so I can tell them if certain sentences can allude to abusive behaviour. Another writer has also tried to inform them of the specific abusive aspects that they are including.

Since almost all of their fics take place in a school setting, I asked them if the idols in their fics are in college (since aging them down to a high school age and then portraying them in a sexual context is obviously very wrong). I didn't get an answer.

They blocked me on both of my main accounts (which is why I can't tag them in this post), yet have continued their behaviour like before.

Their rules state that they do not write abuse in any way, yet they continue to do it regardless.

Please be careful when interacting with their blog and stay safe, triggers are to be taken seriously and writers have a response to always apply proper warnings!

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Hey, anon, who pissed in your food because damn. Unless you turned off your anon, we won’t be taking your ‘constructive criticism’ seriously. Kindly get the fuck off of Fi 🥺💕 love your tag btw

Nah, I’m just observing how you decided not to write for him in February (firmly, at that) and now you are 🤷

my guy, it's two sentences, i didn't even include him at first in my draft because i'm not too fond of him but I made the choice to include him since he is still part of the group and if you don't like that decision then that's your problem! in my original post i specifically stated that i do not write fics for the following people (including jooheon) but that i am not sure what to do with mtl's and reactions (meaning i never said i wouldn't include him or the others in such).

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They’re in deep denial and that’s sad :(

writer: *continuously posts abusive content*

me: hey, that's abusive content and it made me uncomfortable

writer: *blocks me*

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Dumb Doll

note: i was struggling to decide which fic to post first but my love for Gyehyeon took over and i decided my baby deserves the attention

word count: 548

includes- sub!Gyehyeon x dom!gn!reader, handcuffs, begging, pegging, dumbification/dollification

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You rub your hands over the backside of Gyehyeon’s thighs, slowly circling your strap over his exposed entrance. The lube, that was dripping out of his hole was slickening your movements and you could hear the handcuffs cling against the headboard as Gyehyeon squirmed on the bed in anticipation.

He grinds his teeth as the handcuffs leave marks around his wrist with every pull.

“Are you okay, doll? You’re sure the cuffs are not too tight?”

He shakes his head vigorously, biting down on his bottom lip to keep it from trembling.

“No, I’m fine, I promise, just need you to- please- fuck me.”

Gyehyeon arches his back off the bed, his eyes shutting tight as you push the toy past the tight ring of muscles. He pushes his hips onto the strap as best as he can, moaning with every centimetre that fills him.

His tongue darts out of his open mouth as you gently rock your hips into him, pushing the toy deeper with every forward motion.

“Faster, please- ahhh”, he gasps for air, his fingers gripping onto the headboard for stability.

He was so desperate, so needy, shamelessly moaning out your name for your neighbours to hear. How cute, you thought.

You drag your nails over his thighs and he grinds his teeth from the burning pain, his chest heaving quickly up and down. As you pick up the pace of your thrusts, he wraps his legs around your body tightly, clinging onto you.

His toes curl inwards as he can feel you in all your glory, stretching him out perfectly and his heels hit your thighs as his legs bounce up and down.

His cock twitches pathetically against his stomach, spreading the puddle of precum as one of your hands wraps around his little throat.

“More, faster, harder”, are the only words left in Gyehyeon’s vocabulary as you fuck him empty of all knowledge.

“My dumb little doll, perfect for me to ruin.”

He chokes out at your words and your tightening grip around his neck, his eyelids fluttering in pleasure.

“Are you gonna cum for me, doll?”

He nods, the drool that he fails to gulp down dripping down his chin. Rolling your hips into him harder, Gyehyeon wails out with a particularly sharp thrust that hit his prostate. Wanting to hit the sweet spot again, you push his knees up to his chest to get a better angle.

The members would surely have a heart attack if they came home just a little too early, walking in on their friend begging to get wrecked.

Gyehyeon’s body glistened with sweat as he chases his high, his broken moans picking up in volume the more he nears his orgasm. As you abuse his sweet spot over and over, single tears roll down the grateful boys’ cheeks.

An encouraging smack on his thigh makes his legs shiver as he strings of cum decorate his torso, accompanied by a guttural groan.

As you help Gyehyeon ride out his orgasm, you glide the hand that was just choking him over his chest and stomach, spreading the white liquid. He moans out at the sight of you playing with his cum, thank you’s tumble off his tongue when he can finally speak up again.

“Such a pretty doll.”

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Insatiable

Genre: Smut (female!Reader X Heo Chan)

Word count: 1 699

Warnings: explicit content, cat hybrid! Heo Chan, sub!Heo Chan, top!Reader, pegging, fingering (M receiving), mentions of self lubrication, heats

Summary: Your cat hybrid Heo Chan is in heat and is being insinstend the entire day, until you finally cave in and give him what he wants.

A/N: First time writing something like this! >< Would love to hear your opinions and feedback on this one 🤗

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“Baby please” Chan whines into your nape as he buries his head into your hair again. You feel his fingers gently claw at the material of your hoodie as his black tail wraps around your arm. Chan had been clinging on to you, whining for your attention and your touch the entire day as his heat had come again. No matter what you said or did he would not leave your side or stop pressing his feverish body against yours, letting you feel the heat radiating from his flushed skin. You hated to deny the boy when he was in heat, but you had a lot of work piled up today and he simply had to wait.

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accidentally calling you mommy❀

[19:20] now playing: utopia - ateez

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—seonghwa ✩

"what was that, love?" you asked. with his beloved fans spreading the rumor of his so-called 'oppa kink,' hearing him call you "sexy mommy" while on his knees, eyeing your naked heat, almost felt surreal. at first he's petrified, he's never told anyone about his secret mommy fetish, but he trusts you. with shaky hands, he caresses the back of thighs, gently pulling you closer. "you're my sexy mommy, and I'm your baby." he says in between giving sensual kisses to your folds, savoring the sweet taste on his tongue. you hummed, resting a hand on his head. "I think mommy should punish you for leading on all those girls with that little oppa kink of yours." seonghwa looks up with a precious spark igniting his eyes, his little cheeks rising. "you should, mommy."

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—hongjoong ✩

joongie is  t  i  n  y . his adorable sweater paws, baby ponytails, and pretty face only add to the effect. and, of course, you being taller than him. he was on his very tippy, tippy toes trying to grab his favorite cereal bowl that was stashed on the highest shelf, until you came to his rescue, grabbing it with ease and no tippy toeing necessary. he looked at you with heart eyes, starting to go into subspace. "thank you, mommy!" immediately a sweater paw flies straight to his mouth, his face starting to match his strawberry colored hair. "I'm sorry." embarrassed, he mutters behind his hand. you said nothing. you just gave him a little head pat that made him nearly melt.

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—yunho ✩

he wanted to be wiped off the face of the earth. just like mingi, he has no problem calling you mommy in private. but he is way too shy to do it in a public setting. so, he had no idea why he said, "okay, mommy." after you asked to return a t-shirt back on it's original clothing rack, right in front of a family and elderly couple. "oh my god!" he cursed with his loud ass voice as he hid his face behind the rejected tee, which only attracted more attention. "yunnie, it is not that big of a deal." you said when you both walked out of the store, shaking your head. "it is when it gets me hard."

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—yeosang ✩

you didn't expect your best friend to be so kinky. but here he is, getting pegged in his mini skirt. his sweaty palms clutching onto the kitchen counter as you rammed to his tight hole, none of his lewd noises being suppressed. his sentences getting dirtier and dirtier as he gets closer to orgasm. "yes! fuck my ass, mommy!" he screamed as soon as you pounded his prostate. oops! that last part wasn't supposed to come out. but yeosang cums, nevertheless, quickly burying his head between his arms in shame. his red cheeks seeping through the thin layer of his bb cream. "you were such a good baby for mommy." you comb your fingers through his brunette hair assuringly, forcing out a timid chuckle from him as he wiggles his butt, making his pretty pink skirt twirl.

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—san ✩

It's not your fault his ass looked delicious. when his shirt is tucked into those black skinnies, it's hard not to keep your hands off. but you when landed a quick slap on that posterior as you walked by, you did NOT expect him to moan, "mommy~" you did a double take and stopped in your tracks. "what?!" your voice would crack. you knew he was submissive, you've dominated him plenty of times, but mommy was completely new. you also knew he was a total brat, so you weren't surprised to see that shit-eating grin filled with dimples. "I said, 'mommy....' mommy. why did mommy spank me if I wasn't being naughty?" he would pout, already getting hard.

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—mingi ✩

he already calls you mommy. all day, everyday. but only when you're alone in a safe space where he can't be judged. however, he let his guard down when he came home, calling after you thinking you were alone. "mommy? I'm home and I've been good!" but instead of seeing you, he was met with all 7 of his homies, snickering, and boy was he humiliated. "you've been a good boy for mommy?" the devil himself, san, teased him as you were walking in. that sentence and the look on mingi's face was all you needed to piece together what happened. "san, should I tell everyone what you did the other night?" you threatened, and he shut his mouth real quick because he could live without his members knowing that he deepthroats dildos.

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—wooyoung ✩

he was deep in subspace. nothing but shaky whimpers, broken sentences, and a lovely mix of drool and cum came out of those swollen lips as you chased after his 4th orgasm. he was basically dick drunk at this point. between the merciless vibrator lodged in his ass and the fleshlight hugging his cock, he had no control over exposing his dirty kink. "ahh, m-mommy! your n-nasty slut.... is c-cumming." he didn't think twice about it, too busy thrusting into the messy toy so he could cum with his eyes rolled behind his head and tongue dripping fluids down his chin. but he'll hide from you the next day.

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—jongho ✩

he's so adorable when he's sleeping. with his puffy lips parted and cheeks squished together like a cute fish. but he had to wake up, he had practice today. you shook him gently, "jongho," you called out softly. only a tiny groan was your answer, so you shook him again. "mommy~" he whimpered delicately, his eyes fluttering beneath his lids. that was new.... you cocked your head, a chuckle flying out. "mommy, huh?" he groans again and stirs, and that's when you notice the bulge growing beneath his briefs. you lowered your lips to his ear, smirking, "get up baby, mommy wants to help you with your little problem." and his eyes went wide open.

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My heart and 🐱 after reading this:

svt vocal unit reaction to reader being dom

SVT (vocal unit) reaction to you being a Dom

note: back to a regular request... the last few days have been a constant up and down for me so i'm a bit besides myself, but i hope this piece can cheer all of us up a little

includes- sub!Seventeen (Vocal Unit) x dom!f!reader, pet/puppy play, oral (f receiving), consented free use, mommy kink, handjob, shower sex

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Jeonghan

You stumble into his apartment, lips locked with his as he presses you into the wall. Running your hands over his body impatiently, you grab onto his crotch and he whimpers into your mouth.

Using his second of weakness as leverage, you spin both of you around, prying his legs open with one leg while your mouth leaves kisses along his neck.

You bite down on his skin, grinding your knee into him and he feels his own knees buckle. Your dominance was powerful and consuming, and it turned him rock hard under you.

Within a minute he desperately holds onto your wrists as you jerk him off in the hallway, loud pants leaving him. He chases his high, feeling so close and yet so far away at the same time and he wishes for this moment to last forever, but he knows you’ll leave again in the morning.

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Joshua

“Thank you, Puppy.”, you let the title slip mindlessly as you calm down from your high and he can feel his heart jump out of his chest as he stays seated between your legs.

He gulps down, rubbing his face against your thigh to hide his blushing cheeks. Gently grabbing him by his hair, you get him to look up at you, smiling at his shy figure.

“Do you like being my good puppy?”

He bites his lip, slowly nodding as you don’t seem to let go of him before he gives you an answer. You smirk to yourself, stroking his hot cheek with your thumb.

“I think my good puppy deserves a reward. How about you lick me clean and then I’ll play with you just the way I know you’ll like?”

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Woozi

You grind your crotch onto his bulge, your hands holding onto his shoulders tightly as you rock back and forth on his clothed member.

“I want you to lick my pussy till your face is covered in my cum and then I want to ride your little cock”, you whisper into his ear as you grip onto his hair to tilt his head.

His breath shivers as his nails dig into your thighs and you can feel him visibly hardening under you. As you pull back to look down upon your usually firm boyfriend, you see him throw his head back in pleasure, his eyes shut closed as he imagines the taste of you against his tongue.

“Please”, he mumbles as you bounce up and down, the pressure sending waves of pain through his body, “Please use me.”

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“Does that feel good, baby?”, you coo at the shivering boy as you work your hand quickly around his cock.

“Yes- uhh- so good, please”, he squeezes his eyes shut, his hands gripping onto the sheets as he arches his back from the pleasure.

“Please what? Use your words, babyboy.”

He turns his head away from you, hoping his hair would cover his blushing cheeks. The way you could ruin him with a simple touch made him melt into the pillows in shame. But every time you used that special title you could feel his cock twitch in your palm and harder even further.

“Please- go faster… mommy.”

Your caring smile guides him into safety as you gently stroke his thighs, your thumb rubbing circles into his tip.

“Of course, babyboy, anything for you.”

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Seungkwan

You let your hands glide over his body, spreading the soap before helping him rinse it off, your fingers ever so suspiciously missing his member.

You breathe into his ear, your gentle touch cruelly teasing his sensitive skin.

“Just let loose of all tension, I’ll hold you up and make you feel so good.”

His back presses against your chest as he throws his head back against your shoulder. He can feel his knees buckling as your fingertips dance up his thigh, flicking your thumb against the tip of his cock.

He couldn’t bear the thought of someone catching him like this, all vulnerable and weak for you, but he also couldn’t get himself to tell you to stop. You knew exactly which buttons you had to press to break him and he loved the intimacy of that thought.

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Fearful Confusion

header by @mellowriting

upload schedule: Thursday & Sunday 5pm GMT+1

word count: 522

includes- sub!Kihyun, f!reader, non idol!au

summary: You learn about Kihyun's skills and just how far he'd lean into your hold if you let him.

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Closing the phone book in frustration you strut towards the kitchen, where you last left Kihyun. You had made him a quick sandwich with the last contents of your fridge before going on a mission to find out who this mysterious man in your apartment was.

As you enter the small room, a soap bubble pops on your nose. Kihyun was bent over the sink, sweater rolled up on his arms, as he was cleaning your dishes in deep concentration.

You make yourself known with a cough and he spins around in surprise. Quickly cleaning his hands, he tries to hurry out of the kitchen, scared he did something wrong, but a firm hand on his chest stops him from exiting.

“Why did you clean my dishes?”

He shrugs his shoulders, trying to avoid your gaze.

“Did you also turn on the washing machine?”, you had noticed the faint humming sound while you circled all Kihyun’s in the phone book.

He nods his head in shame, his hair falling over his eyes in an attempt to hide his fear. You scared him, and that scared you.

Pulling him in for a hug you rest your chin on his shoulder, your hand stroking over his back until you can feel his breath calm down against your neck.

“I’m not mad, I’m simply confused. I just want to understand why you are here.”

You feel his arms wrap around you as he buries his head deeper in your scent.

“Me too”, the muffled voice admits.

You stay entangled in a deep embrace for minutes, your hearts beating in sync as you let your hand glide through his hair, lightly patting his head.

When he pulls back to throw you a dazed smile, his nose brushes against yours, the tickle sending a shiver down your spine. The desire to protect spread through you like a wildfire as you hold the extraneous boy in your arms.

Naturally leaning into you he connects his lips with yours and you are too overwhelmed with emotions that you forget to close your eyes.

He pulls away when he notices your frozen face, hiding his face behind his sweater paws in embarrassment.

You blink rapidly, trying to grasp onto reality as your hands still cling onto his arms.

“Sorry”, he stutters, curling his toes in shame.

“Uhm, that was…”, you let go of him, trying to deflect from the awkward situation by opening the fridge, “jeez, we need more food, I should go buy some groceries.”

As you pick up your keys from the counter you see Kihyun shift his weight from one foot to the other, not quite knowing what to do with himself as he hadn’t moved from his spot.

You grab onto his hand, your left palm hugging his cheek as you leave a quick peck on his forehead.

“Do you want to come with me?”, it wasn’t really a question since you were too scared to leave him alone, but you wanted to give him the freedom of choice.

“Yes”, he nods, clinging onto your arm in a way that made your heart skip a beat.

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paddle. park jinyoung.

authors note. if you like my fics, then please rb with nice words or even sending an ask!! it’ll make my day to see you validate my works !

authors note x2. i wrote this in 46 minutes between 12AM and 1AM so if it’s messy and all over the place then that’s why 💕

content. sub!jinyoung, dom!gn!reader, spanking, paddling, impact play, humiliation, praise, and more.

summary. jinyoung learns his lesson after being a brat.

tagging. @sub-hoshi-enthusiast, @silencefavarchive, @maknaeronix, @foenixs, @sunpopp @nct99 @euphoricsunflowers

“i want you on the bed, all fours.” your voice is sharp as the words leave your lips. jinyoung smiles, keeping up his bratty persona as he strides across the room to do as he was told.

“are you just going to do the same thing over again? fuck me, throw in a bit of degrading and denial, and call it a day? that’s getting kinda old if you ask me,” he shrugs, stripping himself of his clothing slowly, making sure to tease you as he pushes his pants down his legs.

you’re at your limit; standing from where you were previously sat to stand in front of the brat. he bites his lip, looking at you challengingly. your hand reaches up, cupping his cheeks and smushing his face with your fingers.

“im so, so, tired of hearing you speak. i want you on the bed, all fours. i’m not going to tell you again.” you order, letting go of his face and stepping away. the bratty smile still lingers on his face, but he gets into position.

you stand behind him, scanning his body with your eyes, analyzing every beautiful part of him for the moment. “are you going to do something, or just keep staring?” he teases, pushing his ass back in hopes that you’d do something.

your eyes roll, and you bite back a retaliation. “you say that it’s getting old, hm? how about we try something?” you ask, and jinyoung then hears the sound of a drawer opening and the sound of wood sliding off of the dresser.

he practically shivers in anticipation, waiting for your next moves. he feels a wooden paddle, heavy on his cheeks as you flatten it. “how about we try.. this.” you murmur, giving his ass a small tap with the paddle. his breath hitches, and his hands ball into fists.

“that okay with you?” you ask, pulling the paddle away from his cheeks and instead patting it gently against your own palm. “of course, but you’re too soft to actually do something with it,” he grins, and you scoff.

“i want you to count each and every spank. miss one, and that’s two extra added on. we’ll be doing twenty.” you mutter, gripping the handle of the paddle in your hand and tapping it over his cheeks once more. he gives a curt nod of his head, and then, you give the first spank.

he gasps, head dropping as his lengthy hair frames his face. “one.” he says, doing his best to keep up his facade. the second hit is harder, redening his right cheek. “two,” he says and curses, spreading his legs wider.

you spank him again, loving the way his cheeks blossom with red after each hit. “t-three.” he whispers, cock twitching slightly. “you’re enjoying this, aren’t you, nyoung? front the way your pathetic cock is leaking onto the sheets is very telling.” you spat, watching his thighs tremble. “j-just get on with it!” he rushes, voice strained. “don’t rush me.” you grit, delivering another spank to his reddened ass. “four.”

by the eighteenth hit, jinyoung was a mess. hair disheveled, lips messy with drool, cock leaking profusely. “n-nineteen!” he cries, sight bluring with tears. the last hit is supplied on the left side, the hardest hit of the night. “twenty!” he gasps, toes curling and mouth falling open as he cums untouched onto the sheets.

he falls into his own mess, breathing heavily as he comes down. you set the paddle down, then hurrying to tend to jinyoung. you turn him on his side, careful of his sore cheeks and sensitive cock.

his eyes are glossed over, staring at you needily as he experiences aftershocks. your hands are soft and gentle as you carefully rub his back. “you’re okay, nyoungie. you took your punishment so well, my sweet baby,” you praise, seeing his small and faraway smile.

“let’s get you cleaned up, hm?” you ask, and he nods slowly, leaning into your touch as you play with his hair.

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restrained ; ji changmin

cw ; nsfw! sub!changmin, dom!neutral!reader, oral (m receiving), bondage, crying.

“you just never listen, do you, changmin?” you ask, speaking up from your space between his thighs, looking up at him with dark eyes.

he trembles, arms pulled taut above his head and tears gathering in his eyes. “you were doing so well earlier, and then you just had to go and be a brat...” you tut, faking sympathy. “and i’m sure you know that brats don’t get what they want.” you finish, using your thumb to tease his cock. he jolts, whining in sensitivity.

you part your lips, and the warmth of your breath along his tip is enough to make him shiver. your tongue darts out first, swirling around the tip. he gasps, whimpering pitifully.

you take him whole, moving down slowly, and going up just as slow. he melts, thighs twitching already from the sensation of your mouth. he chews on his lips, moaning as you go faster.

you slide your tongue over his tip and his breath hitches sharply, crying out a moan when you hum around him. he pushes his hips up, attempting to get as much friction as possible.

his stomach contracts as his breathing gets heavier, tears falling down his cheeks. he’s overwhelmed with need; everything feels so good and he wants to cum so bad.

his cock twitches in your mouth, pulsing as he gets closer and closer to the release he craves. “i’m gonna cum-! please,” he whimpers needily as he pulls against the restraints.

you pull off of him, holding eye contact with him as he bucks his hips pathetically. “you cum when, and only when, i say so.” you tell him, watching him choke on his own sobs as he realized the night was far from over.

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Hidden Connection

header by @mellowriting

upload schedule: Thursday & Sunday 5pm GMT+1

word count: 485

includes- sub!Kihyun, f!reader, non idol!au

summary: A moment of affection makes you tumble into more lies, as you can't let go of the unknown man.

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‘lingerieformen‘, you type into the search bar: nothing.

‘lingerie for men’: also, nothing.

You tried every possible variation of the name, but the website had disappeared into thin air, leaving no trace or sign of it ever having existed.

Furrowing your eyebrows, you notice your headache kicking in and you quickly swallow two pain killers to numb the distraction.

As you became more panicked by the minute, your headache had to be the least of your problems.

‘Owned by y/n’ the phrase engrained itself in your brain and you couldn’t look at the boy, that was curled up on the couch like a lost puppy, without your eyes hanging onto the words.

You couldn’t help but feel sorry for the little man, he was probably just as scared and confused as you.

Holding out a cup of tea for him, you apologize for the way you treated him before. His hand lays on yours as you pass the cup and it’s the first sign of affection he ever showed you.

Your eyes lock with his and his slow blinks make it seem like everything is happening in slow motion.

The doorbell breaks the tense atmosphere, and you tumble towards the door, heart pounding in your chest in fear of what might await you this time.

Peeking through the peephole you see the enlarged heads of two policemen. You open the door just a little, poking your head out to see what the fuss was about.

“Good morning Miss, we received a call from a friend of yours informing us that a strange person arrived at your place last night, may we see them?”

Laura, you curse under your breath.

“Oh, I’m sorry”, you try to compose yourself, standing upright and fixing your mumble to seem more convincing, “I drank a little too much last night. I never drink alcohol, but I had a rough week and treated myself to a bottle of Vodka. It must’ve really messed with my brain, but I feel a lot better now.”

“So, there is no other person in your house right now?”

You knew they would want to come in if you said no so you had to improvise.

“There is, but he’s just one of my co-workers, we had a rather long night”, your coughing flustered the cops as they realised what you were hinting at, lowering their heads in shame and laughing a little.

“We’re sorry, there must have been a misunderstanding, just make sure to drink more carefully next time.”

“Yes, I will, thank you for your concern. Have a good day, officers.”

“You too, Miss.”

You let out a deep sigh as soon as the door falls shut again, watching as the cops walked down your porch and started their car. It didn’t feel good to lie, but you knew better than to tell the truth. A truth that was still a mystery to you.

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Can you write a fic where Woozi tries to impress/seduce the reader with lingerie and tries to maintain a sexy vibe but fails and they both end up having a fluffy sex.

Love, 🐽 anon

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Anxious Attraction

note: my cute sexy baby, this ask was a blessing, thank you ♡

word count: 624

includes- sub!Woozi x dom!f!reader, lingerie, vaginal sex (unprotected), reassuring dirty talk

if you like my fics please reblog them with a nice comment or tag

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You cross your legs, palms resting against the velvet armrests as you bend your head in anticipation.

The bedroom door flings open, one leg wrapping around the frame to show off the laced knee high stockings. You have to fight down a chuckle from hearing the small boy whimper in pain as he hit his leg just a little too hard against the wood.

He pulls back the leg, trying to compose his seductive demeanour before strutting into the bedroom like a model.

Woozi fumbles with the ribbon that holds the nightgown together, letting the red fabric drop to the ground with a sigh when he finally figures out how to undo the knot.

He throws his hands up in the air, trying to strike a sexy pose as he spins around to show off the lingerie he had bought.

You let your eyes glide over his body, admiring the way the lace hugged his curves, when you notice a little white price tag dangling from the tiny panties.

As you hide your laugh behind a cough, you hook one finger under the thin fabric of his underwear, pulling Woozi towards you.

He hides his face behind his hands in shame when you show him the little tag and you pull him onto your lap for comfort.

“I’m sorry”, he mumbles, as he buries his head in your shoulder, “I’m just not sexy.”

“Yes, you are, baby”, you hold his face between your hands, squishing his cheeks as you look deeply into his eyes, “but you don’t need to put on a show, I already get incredibly turned on by everything you do!”

“Really?”

“Yes”, your smile radiates comfort onto him as he steadies himself with his hands on your hips, “now, do you want to lie on the bed and let me ride you?”

He nods excitedly, ripping the clothes off his body before crawling onto the covers.

After you slowly strip yourself of your clothes you hover over him, taking his cock into your hand so you can glide it through your folds.

“Look how wet you made me by just existing.” Rubbing his tip against your clit you coat him in your juices, bending his cock so he can admire the glistening flesh.

He bites his lip, pleading eyes begging you to let him in.

You sink yourself onto his cock, both of your eyes rolling back as he stretches you in all the right ways. You slowly circle your hips, brushing his hair out of his face so he can see you smiling down at him.

“I’m so lucky to have you and to be able to do this whenever I please.”

Your hand gently strokes his cheek in the same rhythm that you ride his cock with. His breath staggers when you clench around him, deepening the tight embrace.

Your grinds are slow and steady, but they are full of loving desire.

He rubs his thumb against your clit as you bounce on his cock to chase your high. Arching your back, you signal him that you are close, and he watches as you shake on top of him, moaning out his name when your orgasm rushes over you.

The subconscious digging of your fingernails into his skin makes him jolt his hips into you and he feels like his breath is being taken away as he fills you up with his cum.

You let your hands run up and down his chest as you calm down from your high. He pulls you into a hug, his cock laying still inside of you as he strokes your arm and kisses you on your forehead.

“Thank you for making me feel good, not just during sex but also about myself!”

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can i request an imagine for joshua (seventeen, vocal unit) where male reader teases joshua under the table and he tries not to make any noise? he's just too cute 🙈

Good for Me

note: the synopsis for this was short so i made a drabble out of it

word count: 261

includes- sub!Joshua x dom!m!reader, public play, public teasing, daddy kink

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You muster your boyfriend’s expressions through the corner of your eye, the way he smiles after every bite and closes his eyes when he gulps.

You can’t help your hand that lays on his thigh, fingers stroking along the seam of his jeans.

Joshua tenses up when your pointer finger reaches his zipper, playing with the metal. He bites onto the inside of his lip, hoping it would keep him from spilling the lewd noises that he so desperately needed to make.

His hands are shakily holding onto the chopsticks, dropping the food before it can reach his mouth.

“Is everything okay, Joshi?”, Vernon asks the shy boy with concern.

“Y- yes, I am just a little cold.”

You put your jacket around his shoulders, one hand stroking his arm to keep him warm as the other goes back to stroking the part of his body that actually needs your attention.

The fabric bulges against your palm as his hard cock is twitching under the restraints, wanting nothing more than to be held.

The screen of your phone lights up, alerting you of an incoming text and you can guess who it’s from by how quickly Joshua shoves the device back in his pocket.

‘Please, I can’t do this, I’m gonna cum in my pants!’

You smirk to yourself, tightening the grip around his crotch as you type an answer with your left hand.

‘Be good for daddy and don’t make a noise. If you can do that, I’ll let you pick a toy for tonight when we get home ;)’

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Naked Truth

header by @mellowriting

upload schedule: Thursday & Sunday 5pm GMT+1

word count: 501

includes- sub!kihyun, f!reader, non idol!au

summary: As boundaries get stripped away, you realise that what lies beneath is much more binding.

Picking up your phone from the floor you see Laura’s name light up on the screen and you quickly call her back.

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The shrill ringing of your phone snaps you out of your daze and the shock makes you knock your phone from the armrest of the chair you were sitting in. You had been watching Kihyun sleep in your bed, too scared of what might happen if you closed your eyes, but your tired mind had betrayed you.

“Where were you? What is happening? I tried to call you like a million times!”

“Jeez, calm down, not all of us have a fucked-up sleep schedule… why are you so stressed?”

“STESSED?”, the small boy shuffles in his sleep and you cover your mouth as to not wake him up. “Stressed?”, you repeat, more carefully, “a half-naked man was delivered in a box to my house last night and you ask me why I am stressed??”

Whisper screaming into the device you fail to notice how Kihyun sits up in bed.

“Y/n, have you been drinking? You’re talking a bunch of gibberish.”

“Oh, fuck off, you know exactly that I don’t drink! Fine, whatever, since you won’t be of any help I’ll just have to deal with this problem on my own.”

You hang up on your best friend before she can answer and the small boy quivers as you mutter curses under your breath.

Finally noticing the early bird, you make room to sit beside him on the bed. You lean forward till his back hits the headboard as he’s trying to escape your stare.

“Why did they send you here?”, the rhetorical question comes out in a whisper, but the small boy shrugs his shoulders in response.

“You can have some of my clothes, the hoodies and sweatpants should fit you, until we find a better solution.”

He gets out of bed, quickly dropping the lacey set to the ground so he stands entirely naked in front of you.

Don’t look, don’t you dare look, god damnit.

His little cock dangled between his legs as he looked up at you with awaiting eyes. His tan skin laid perfectly around his curves. As much as you hated to admit it, he was totally your type.

You quickly throw him a bunch of clothes before your dirty mind can lead you to make even more mistakes.

Kihyun stumbles behind you as you lead him into the kitchen, grabbing a bowl and fixing him cereal before turning on the coffee machine to make yourself an espresso, no, a double espresso, god knows you needed it with your lack of sleep.

You take a seat across from the man that was chomping down on fruit loops, your eyes falling upon the collar that was still attached to his neck.

Leaning forward to open the clasp, your mouth drops open in shock when the cursed collar reveals and even more horrid truth beneath it.

Tattooed onto his neck was the sentence “owned by y/n”.

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GOD FUCKING BLESS YOU, WOMAN

pls help me distract myself from this weird sensation of some fish bone stuck in my throat 😩😩😩😩 was having dinner an hour ago and fuck i did everything to get rid of it but it doesn’t work 😩😩😩😭😭😭😭😭😔💔

So plEASE hELP ME 😭😭😭💦 jeonghan been snucking up istg what’s with svt bbybois they’re all trying to get the throne 😔 but jeonghan thooo.... oh my god i watch the going vs svt in GoSe episode and fucjdbdkkd IDK WHY JHHJ FEELING PARTICULARLY ATTACKED ME HARD PLS I WANNA PLAY WITH BOTH OF THEM AT THE SAME TIME 😭😭😭😭😭 -sister🕺🏻

Jesus omg that does not sound good, I am so sorry for you.

I have been thingking about letting Jeonghan fuck your babyboy Wowoo and Wonwoo holds your hand as his body gets rocked back and forth. He looks up at you with those pleading eyes and asks you “Mommy, why do you let him fuck me? Is he going to cum inside of me?” and that riles Jeonghan up more as he speeds up his pace and you have to remind him who’s in charge by giving him a slap on his ass. Wonwoo would feel so full with his hyungs cum and Jeonghan looks down at him proudly as he watches his liquids flow out of him.