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𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭…

I would be very happy taking requests and if you ever want to you can always send a message through my inbox! All I ask is to please be respectful, respect my boundaries on what I am not comfortable with, and don’t harass by spamming or being rude. (I also don’t mind questions of any kind!) I am also a writing only blog so I won’t make any nsfw audio/link related posts.

If you want to see what I am open to writing about and not open to writing about, check out About My Writing.

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—𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐌𝐲 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠｡

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Reminder that this blog contains mature content. This is an 18+ blog, any interaction below the age will be blocked. MDNI

My writing always leans towards fiction, from warm romance to gruesome horror. This blog will mainly consist of more romantic, more erotic pieces. But I am open to being more diverse in genres, occasionally stepping out of my usual bubble to write something different. Could be between the lines of fantasy to thriller, mystery or horror as mentioned previously. And of course, why not mix our genres together on occasion as well.

Despite these diverse genres, the topics that will float around this blog more often than not are:

Smut

Fluff

Angst

Usually I write stories such as one-shots or scenarios, little moments to flutter the mind and heart. I don’t know if I’ll ever make any series on here but if you would like to see that definitely let me know! Or if I ever decide to begin a series on here, I’ll let you know, as well. ♡

⚠︎ Warnings/Rules ⚠︎

(content warnings/rules below the cut..as well as mentions of fanfiction writing)

I do want to mention that this blog will consist of topics that not all audiences will enjoy. I would like this blog to be a safe space for everyone, and I don’t want people interacting with a blog or a story that makes them uncomfortable or the topics of the story are triggering to them. Before every story is presented, since I started this blog and started publishing my stories, I always list warnings to any topic or mention that some readers may not particularly enjoy. Regardless, I will list the majority, if not, all of the common warnings that will appear in these stories, as well as uncommon warnings for any future publications,

Warning(s): If any of these topics or mentions make you uncomfortable, DO NOT INTERACT

For any smut related topic, there will be:

Mentions of penetration, whether it’s with genitals, toys, or fingers.

Mentions of unprotected sexual intercourse (always use protection!)

Mentions of rough sexual intercourse

Mentions of marks being left behind (i.e: spanking bruises or love bites)

Mentions of both a degradation and praise kink, possibly both in one story

Mentions of both male and female genitalia Mentions of the sounds being made throughout intercourse

A lot of dirty talk/flirtation

Possible age gap (Maximum age difference is 12 years)

Different types of kinks that are but not limited to: breeding, roleplay, wax/sensory/impact play, exhibitionism, erotic asphyxiation, (consensual) voyeurism, humiliation play, power dynamic, nicknames (such as: mommy, bunny, puppy, kitty), knife play with no actual physical harm being inflicted upon, mild bondage, sadism/masochism.

Always remember that in any sexual act, there’s consent, communication, and safety. And these acts are between consenting adults. These fantasies and interests are natural part of sexuality and if ever acted upon it, should act responsibly and with respect.

For topics outside of smut stories, such as angst/horror, there will be but are not limited to:

Mentions about mental health

Mentions of addiction

Mentions of possible abuse (mainly mental/emotional abuse)

Acts of manipulation whether to one’s self or one manipulating others

(more for horror/fantasy) Mentions of the paranormal/supernatural

Possible physical harm to one’s being

Mentions of paranoia and anxiety Mentions of a possible higher being

Know that these are all works of fiction. All just a play in the mind and a false tale. If these topics make you uncomfortable DO NOT INTERACT.

Rules/Things I Will NEVER Write About: Although a lot of topics are open in my book, I still have my boundaries and limits. There are topics I will never work on and if ever requested, will be ignored or deleted. These are topics I am not comfortable with and will never feel comfortable with.

Topics you will never catch me writing about on this blog:

Rape

Age Play

Age Gaps 15 years apart or more

Race Fetishization

Knife play with intent to cause physical harm upon someone

Romanticizing of addiction or abuse (one thing is mentioning another is romanticizing it)

Any incestuous behavior, including stepcest

Foot Fetishes

Odorophilia/Watersports or urophilia (piss kink)/ Omorashi (arousal from holding in your pee)/Coprophilia (scat fetish)

Any other strange or unusual fetishes

Zoophilia

Extra Dont’s Mainly targeted towards fanfiction:

Member X Member

Orgy with all members (max is possibly a threesome)

Polyamorous relationship with multiple/all members

Romanticizing or okay’ing “sasaeng” or unstable obsessive/parasocial behavior

Shaming or villainizing other members

Cheating on one member with another

!! For Fanfictions !!

In this blog, I do write fanfiction about several boy groups (I’m not writing about girl groups mainly because I don’t know many and don’t have enough knowledge or comfort to write anything about them). I also want to remind you that these are all works of fiction, pretty much making up a character and writing fiction about them. I am in no way, shape, or form enabling any type of parasocial behavior or allowing any reader think they “belong” to anybody. People like that aren’t real fans and need to touch grass.

The groups I will write about are:

Seventeen

Enhypen

Ateez

Tomorrow x Together

(the only member I will write fanfiction about but not write smut about is Riki…please respect that. But I will write [and have already written] cute fluff, slice of life, and other little stories about him!)

I am not fully sure if I will write about any other artist or group. Although if I ever get a request of someone outside the groups I’m writing about, I’ll put it into consideration (based on knowledge and if I’m personally comfortable writing about them)

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—𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰!!!

This blog is not only for the entertainment and pleasure of the mind, but this blog is a safe space for everyone who wishes to be here. In this blog we will respect people no matter their gender identity, race, religion, or sexuality. We will not tolerate bullying of any kind! Not only towards me, but to anybody else as well. If you don’t like this blog, DO NOT INTERACT! Any disrespectful behavior will be blocked.

Although this blog is a safe space for all, the only limit is that this is an 18+ account for its mature content. MDNI and any interaction will be blocked.

Will Immediately Block:

MAPS

Zoophiles

Racists

Homophobes/Transphobes

Misogynists

Koreaboos

Race fetishizers of ANY kind

Ableists

Ignorant weirdos who have nothing better to do

When it comes to any fanfiction: I am in no way trying to disrespect any of the artists that are mentioned. This is all a work of fiction. I’m pretty much just making up a character and making fictional work of said character. I am not enabling any parasocial behavior or okay with that behavior at all.

All Rights Reserved © saddeneddimple

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guys want a clingy girl until she thinks you’re mad at her because you slightly changed your tone

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—𝑫𝒆𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝑴𝒆, 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚 | 𝑵.𝑹𝑲 ⟡

Genre: Tooth-rotting Fluff, a little bit of Angst, friends to lovers trope, sortasimpy!niki (this is 18+ content, any interaction below the age will be blocked)

~ Someone you considered a best friend, someone you can always lean on. Riki has always been there for you, supporting you, been your shoulder to cry on, your number 1 in almost anything. You both have spoken about possibility of a relationship, but you’d often push the idea of it away, burying any feelings due to your internalized fear of falling again ♥︎ ~

Pairing: BestFriend!Riki x Afab!Reader

(reader was in a shitty relationship prior to this, part of what causes the fear)

Warning(s): Mentions of self-doubt/anxiety/fear of commitment, confessions, fluff that’ll make u cry >:) (kidding)

a/n: the way this mf makes my heart melt. i got the softest spot for him brb crying…also this was something rlly random that came to mind and i just had to write and publish it way earlier than i was planning to…

enha masterlist the bookshelf (main m.list)

song rec (optional): 🎧🎧

word count: 1.2k

The entirety of the day spent in each others company, the both of you sat side by side on the couch of his apartment. He opened the blinds, revealing the soft yet powerful mixture of gold, pink, and orange that was painted across on the sky.

You sat with your knees pressed against your chest, your arms wrapped around your legs as your hands held onto the cardboard sleeve from the cup of milk tea from the cafe you both were previously at. You were looking forward, nothing in particular to focus on, mindlessly taking sips of your sweetened beverage. That’s when you noticed in your peripheral view, a cell phone camera pointed in your direction. Your eyes shifted to the phone, a shy smile etched across your face as you release yourself from your current position to cover the camera.

“Stop—“ You dragged in a whine, followed by a timid giggle.

“You’re so cute, though!” He complained in return, a gentle smile spread across his lips as he flinched, moving the camera out of your hands way.

Riki was always taking pictures of you, especially when you’re doing anything but posing for one. He giggled as he looked at the few images he was able to capture before you caught him, showing you in the process.

“Look at how pretty you are.” He looked at you as he showed you the screen, your skin glowing from the golden rays beaming through the window, your eyes glimmered as you stared into nothing, your fingers intertwined as you were holding onto the clear plastic cup.

“I look weird.” You snicker, shaking your head as your cheeks felt warm.

“Nah—This is a keeper. If that’s okay.” He always made sure you were comfortable with the pictures he took of you, including the candid ones. He never wanted you to feel insecure from an image and keep something you don’t feel pretty in.

“Yeah, it’s okay. The lighting is nice at least.” Your eyes moved from the phone to him, still smiling at his screen.

You placed your cup on the coaster you had on the coffee table in front of you, your free hands now running through his hair, your eyes looking in his direction, admiring his adoring smile. His eyes shift to you, your hand cupping his cheek, his head softly resting against you as your thumb caresses his skin.

“Did you have a good time?” He asked, his velvety voice vibrating against your hand.

You nod in response, following with a similar question, “Did you?”

“Of course.” That being his most common response whenever you asked him if he enjoyed any time spent with you.

You sigh, your entire body feeling relaxed as your hand releases itself from him, his following question suddenly making your heart begin to race,

“What are we going to do about this?” His curious eyes looking profoundly into yours.

“About what?” You answer with a question, playing oblivious to his obvious question.

“About us, y’know?” He shrugged his shoulders, his gaze softening, not holding any expectations.

“Riki—I don’t know..” Your tone hesitant, yet reassuring.

You continued, “You know how I feel about you. I’m not hiding it either. But—it worries me too.”

His eyebrows furrowed, head tilting, resembling a confused puppy. Riki’s hand softly laced on top of yours, holding it as his thumb caressing you.

“What has you worried?” He asks, his deep voice almost pillowy, cushioning your now tense muscles.

“I don’t want this to affect what we already have. And I don’t want to not only lose you, but I don’t want to be hurt again.”

He sighed, a small smile formed as his hand was placed on the nape of your neck, his fingers running through the back of your head as he reached closer to you. A soft, lingering kiss placed on your forehead, your body melting to his touch.

“I understand your fear. And I’m willing to wait and do whatever it takes for you to feel comfortable with the idea, and it’s all if you want to, okay?” Riki reassured, his gentle eyes deeply looking into yours.

“I do want to—“ You confess, “I’m just scared I won’t do well, and that something will just mess everything up, especially with the last time I let someone in like that.”

He knows your story, he was there holding you when you would cry about your last heartbreak. Riki was the one who helped you through it and rooted for you as you were healing. You swore to yourself that you’d never let your guard down the way you previously did, never allowing someone to use you as their personal puppet, never grant access to your body to someone who was going to just use you for their pleasure and leave you out to dry. Being lied to, making you believe you were loved when they just fetched for lust, walking away as soon as they found someone else to repeat their behavior.

You knew Riki better than that, you trusted Riki with your entire life, basically. But the fear of that pattern returning as well as just the fear of you both being good friends but terrible partners always crossed your mind, holding you back. Although you always caught him looking at you, the sparkle in his eyes brightening when he speaks to you, always feeling his fingers graze your arm. The way he pulls you in for a hug, feeling warmer than the last, his soft lips on your forehead always a few seconds longer than the previous time. The fear never left your mind, always coming back to haunt you as soon as this subject comes to light.

“I know, I know. It’s not your fault, okay? I promise. You know I love you, no matter what that type of love defines, I will always love you.” He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, his reassuring smile never leaving him.

You sigh, those words warming your heart, your stomach fluttering as the aftermath. “I love you too.” Your arms instinctively pull him closer, your head resting on his shoulder as you feel his arms snugly hold your waist, feeling his chest rise as he took a deep breath.

Once you let go of the hug, the eye contact between the both of you strengthens, that same sparkle in his delicate eyes brightening yours.

“Take your time. I want you, but only if you want me, too.” His words soothing your taut muscles, you cup his cheek again, your relaxed eyes now shifting between his lips and returning to his eyes in a repetitive pattern. His grin sharpened as he inched himself closer, your foreheads gently pressed against each other.

“I want you. I do.” You respond, reaching to kiss the tip of his nose.

“Can I?” He asked, his eyes looking at your lips, gesturing at his permission to invitation. You chuckled at his question, answering him with your lips softly pressing against his. A small sigh escaped him as hand reached you, cupping your cheek as he innocently deepens the kiss.

It was simple, it was sweetness. A streak of rosey blush spread across your face as your lips remained intertwined, followed by soft, continuous pecks to your lips, traveling the bridge of your nose, ending at your forehead once again.

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—𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑨𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝑰𝒕? | 𝑱. 𝑾𝑾 ☾

Genre: Fluff, Suggestive, established relationship, neutral au (this content is 18+, any interaction below the age will be blocked)

~After four months of knowing each other and hitting it off after meeting in an RPG, you and Wonwoo decided on a simple date night binge-watching a new television series in your house, meeting your sweet cat, as well as enjoying each others company ♥︎~

Pairing: UnofficialBf!Wonwoo x Afab!Reader

Warning(s): A little bit of cussing, mentions of alcohol, reader is very nervous (mentions of anxiety/nervousness), heavy kissing, subtle grinding, flirting, heavy talk

svt masterlist the bookshelf (main m.list)

a/n: originally this was Cat Mom, but i kept trying to write it over and over again and i just hated the story more and more, it has a similar(ish) topic but there was a switch-up which im much happier with. ik im the worst at consistency..enjoy!

word count: 2.2k

Your heart skipped beats as you looked at yourself in the mirror, working on your final touches, topping it off with a deep breath. Wonwoo was coming over to your house to watch a show you both planned on binging together, and it being the first time he was going to be inside your home, as ecstatic as you were, anxiety invaded your body. The combination of nervousness and perfectionism didn’t collide well—double, triple, even quadruple checking and fixing everything—clumsiness taking over at times from how jittery you’d get.

Meeting in some RPG you were peer pressured into purchasing by your friends, you and Wonwoo met just playing together, joining each other in quests and occasionally helping each other reach to the games top rank. It went from you both went from exchanging Discords, to numbers, and when you found out you both lived in the same area, it graduated to going on several dates and hanging out in person.

You both clicked in an instant, feeling as if you didn’t need a filter around him or felt the need to pick and choose certain traits to accommodate to his unmentioned preferences, often leaving you thinking that perhaps you felt more comfortable with him at times than with the friends you’ve been around for years.

Your hands running through fabric of your clothing, smoothing itself, you take a final look at yourself in the mirror before the music you had quietly playing through your bluetooth speakers gets interrupted by a familiar jingle being your ringtone. Looking at your cellphones screen, you watched as the phone buzzed on the table, the screen displaying Wonwoos contact name, alongside a picture you had of him from one of the many dates you went on. The skin of your cheeks started growing warm, a soft shade of pink seeping out, your makeup failing to cover the current state of your face.

Clearing your throat, you answer the phone a couple rings before the call ended, “Heyy.” You greeted, playing it off as casual as possible to cover your nervous state.

“Hey, Y/N, uh, what was the code to the gate again? I forgot.” He chuckled over the phone, listening to his husky voice from the call alone sent chills down your spine. You tell him the code, following with a question, “You know which building, right?”

“Yeah, I know—“ He followed with telling you your building and apartment number, “Alright I’m past the gates now, I’ll see you in a little bit, okay?”

“See ya! Call me if you get lost.” You snicker, exiting your bedroom as you walked to the fridge in your kitchen, double checking if you had all the snacks and booze you got just the other day.

“Will do. Bye.” He hung up the call, allowing you to finally breathe a little more comfortably.

It isn’t official yet, neither of you have made the move or tugged at the idea of making it official. You both were consistent and mutually agreed on taking things slow, making this a friends-to-relationship type of deal. You appreciated and even loved the fact he never tried to rush you and was so consistent on taking things slow, refusing to surpass any boundaries and just letting things happen at the right time, it makes the connection between the both of you spark brighter, your infatuation towards him as well grow stronger.

You really liked him and currently, the thought of possibly putting the stamp on making it official has crossed your mind nonstop. Every time you’re around him, your feelings get stronger, you feel secure and sure about him, his intentions are clear, and the fact he’s so respectful and aware of your wants and needs as well as aware of your intentions makes you like him even more.

After a couple of minutes, those minutes feeling like dreadful, elongated hours, you hear a knock on your front door, your already speeding heart racing more than you believe it would, the butterflies in your stomach kicking you. Taking a self-soothing breath, you adjust your already fixed hair as you approached the door, unlocking it as you slowly pull it open, revealing a smiling Wonwoo.

His soft grin etched on his cheeks as his frames sat snuggly on his nose, his broad, catwalk silhouette towered over you as his hands were behind his back, appearing as if he were hiding something from you. An uncontrollably wide smile grows on your face, needing to purse your lips to disguise the wide, almost insane-looking grin.

“Heyyyy!” You greeted, opening the door wider. His eyes skimmed all over you, his sharp yet gentle eyes analyzing your beautiful details.

“Hey, you.” He greeted in return, freeing one of his arms in order to give you a small yet warm hug, your entire body feeling as if sparks were ignited inside of you. After breaking the hug, his hands grazed down your arm, softly holding your hand, fingers intertwining with yours. His soft gaze stayed stuck on you, your sparkling eyes turning into crescents from your wide smile.

“I got this for you, I saw them and it reminded me of you.” He chuckled a little awkwardly, having the hidden arm reveal a bouquet of flowers.

Your eyes widened as a small gasp comes out of you, admiring the bundle of blossoms, a combination of soft pink and deep red roses scattered in the bundle, white gerbera daisies between some of the roses, forming a beautiful contrast with the flowers, the colors of the roses popping out, wrapped in newspaper as it was tightened with a red ribbon, tied with an elegant and aligned bow.

“Oh my god—they’re so beautiful! Thank you, Wonu.” You pout to the sweet gesture, pulling him in for another hug, the scent of his cologne intoxicating you. “Come in, come in!” You gesture him, faintly holding his hand as he walked into the apartment.

Entering the apartment, he was analyzing the living space, nodding his head in approval to the decorative design you picked out for the home, his eyes suddenly braking at the end of your couch, spotting the cat tree. With his head slightly tilted as his eyebrows subtly furrowed, he asked, “You have a cat?”

Your eyes followed in his eyes direction, looking at your cat tree with him,

“Yeah! I do. She’s probably hidden somewhere she doesn’t really do too well with strangers.” You chuckle as you prep a vase you had, partially filling it with water as you set the flowers inside of it, arranging the bouquet to your liking.

He gave a returning chuckle in response as his eyes shifted to you, watching you arrange the flowers as you place it in the center of your dining table, watching as you were admiring the bunch while he was admiring you, his adoring gaze never straying away.

You look back, catching his eyes on you, your body flushed as a smile instinctively widened across your face, breaking eye contact.

“What?-“ you drag in your shy tone, a small giggle escaping you as you attempt to look at him, nearly failing to maintain eye contact.

“Nothing, you’re just so cute.” His smile widening, his nose scrunching a little in admiration to your flustered state.

His words alone made you break eye contact once again, looking down as your smile never faded, your grin so wide it nearly cramped your face.

“Stop—“ You whine as Wonwoo approached you, holding both your hands as his smug grin remains sewn on his cheeks, meanwhile you bit your bottom lip to hide your bashful smile.

Your bodies grew closer, his hand slivering its way to your waist, holding it lightly as your bodies swayed amongst each other. Looking at his plush lips, the craving to taste them grew stronger, but both your nervousness and the sake of trying not to make a move too quick held you back.

You both eventually settled down, gathering the snacks you prepared as well as a couple of beers, both of you sitting on the couch as you shared a blanket.

His arm wrapped around your shoulder, his thumb grazing your clothed skin, both your eyes glued on the screen, micro expressions revealing reactions to the scenes and plot of the show you started watching.

Suddenly, you hear a soft meow from a distance, making you turn your head in the sounds direction, catching your sweet tabby cat looking at you, following a stretch before hopping on the couch. The cat grabbed Wonwoos attention as well, finally meeting your feline child for the first time.

A small gasp can be heard from him, “Is that your cat? She’s so cute!” He whisper yells, trying not to interrupt the show as best he could as well as in attempt to not scare off your cat.

You nod in response with a smile, gesturing the cat to come closer, which she did. Once she looked at Wonwoo she stood still as a statue, her eyes widening. She approached him slowly, sniffing him along the way, being very cautious with every step she took.

Catching the both of you off guard, especially you, you watch her immediately warm up to Wonwoo, standing on his lap, loudly purring as she rubbed her head on his chest, wanting his attention. You go wide-eyed, your jaw dropping as she gets pet with Wonwoos free hand.

“She got comfortable with you insanely quick! What?” You chuckled.

Wonwoo pulled you closer with the arm he had around you, your heart that was finally calm beginning to race.

“I guess she knows I like you.” He murmured. A beam of lightning rippled through your body, your face flushed to a rosey red, fortunately hidden by the darkness surrounding the both of you, the TV being the only source of light available.

“She definitely knows I like you.” You chuckled, in attempt to hide the fact you’re internally shrieking.

His eyes met yours, his glasses reflecting the glowing screen in its corners. You melt in his arms, looking into his dilated cat-like eyes, his large frame hovering over you in contrast to his gentle demeanor. The moment got slightly interrupted when your cat suddenly ran off to a small beeping sound, Wonwoo jolted a little to her sudden reaction.

“It’s just the feeder, it’s okay.” You reassure with a chuckle, a small brush of confidence stroked your body as you softly cup his cheek to have him look at you, taking off his glasses in the process.

“I want to see your eyes better.” You mutter out, your eyes shifting between his eyes and lips.

A smirked etched on his face as his free hand ghosts over your thigh, “What about the show?” He asked, his velvety voice deepening,

“What about it?” You ask, both your bodies inching closer, that spark of subtle dominance leaving as quickly as it entered.

His chuckle darkened as his hand gripped your thigh, moving your leg on top of his, nearly straddling him, “You’re so cute when you act like you aren’t flustered—makes me want to just get you more nervous and shy.”

With a sheepish grin, your breathing suddenly hitched to the movement, his eyes piercing into yours, not allowing you to break its deepening contact.

“Wonuu—“ You whined, following a timid giggle.

“Yeah?” He raised his eyebrow, his hand cupping your cheek, his bottom lip grazed yours, his hot breath fanning against your skin.

“Oh, fuck that.” You groan out, pulling him by the collar of his hoodie, your lips finally crashing as your body turned to putty against his.

His sweet taste foreign yet turned instantly addicting, letting a sigh come out of you as his hands subtly roamed your delicate body, their final placement being at your waist, your pressed bodies only getting closer, having your legs straddled on one of his thighs. Your fingers running through his hair, you slightly tug on the silky strands, causing a groan to escape him, his grip only tightening as your lips remained hungrily intertwined, his soft tongue gliding on your bottom lip, eventually dominating your mouth.

Your stomach turned into a knot as your core got tense, your breathing gone heavy as you feel yourself pool above him. He moved his hand to cup your cheek, however his thumb traveled to the opposite end of your jaw, his fingers nearly on your throat. Feeling his placement, your desire turned darker, pushing yourself forward which made his land lace around your throat, having him react to your move with a smug chuckle.

He distanced his lips from yours, leaving a small clear trail between each other. A small whine leaves you as you felt empty without his taste, needing that fix. His intimidating eyes looked up to your current state, on top of him as your radiating heat was seeping into him, watching how you leashed yourself with his hand, how easily you gave into him.

“You’re so beautiful when you’re like this.” He cooed, his hand on your waist pulling you closer, the sudden grinding friction making you sharply inhale as your core pulsated, your breathing growing heavier as you felt the puddle beneath you grow worse, your body becoming sensitive to the touch, its sensation sending waves of subtle pleasure up your taut muscles.

“What about the show?” You ask his question from earlier, trying to disguise your embarrassment from the quick turn to desperation.

“What about it?” He tilted his head, repeating your previous words with a smirk, a small scoff coming out of you before your lips crash onto his once again, deeper and hungrier than before.

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Me

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౨ৎ I need this set!

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mootie appreciation hour hehe yall are a buncha cuties and ty for putting up with my silly rambles and shit

sending a big tight hug (feeling wholesome today idk)

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about fuckin TIME

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➢ 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 ➢ 𝐛/𝐰/𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬

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i have unfortunate newsssss. well not too unfortunate cause nothing was done about it anyway so there’s nothing to lose BUT i am not gonna be working on any bts fics and im gonna take down the masterlist as well as them being a suggestion on my requested groups. it’s just my brain goes empty when it comes to writing anything about them unless its maybe like 2-3 members (big maybe too) and it feels unfair to only focus on a couple people in my work and pretty much ignore the rest (even though that wouldn’t be the intention). i love bts don’t get me wrong (even tho i don’t really stan them much anymore) but my brain can’t compute fanfiction for them LOL

anyway rip that pretty ass masterlist 😔

i may have been overthinking it in this post but i wanted to be clear and not seem mean that im randomly removing an entire group off my blog

anyway thanks for listening to my ramble and i hope you understand

Luv u!

-Eden 🖤

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i’m telling myself that i don’t need to change my entire layout/masterlists but the parasites are telling me to change it

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𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬 — 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

𝑆𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑛’𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠

Pairing: ot13 x fem reader

Genre: Suggestive, A little smutty, a little fluffy

Warning(s): suggestive content, mentions of more intimate/private parts, some sexual content (this is 18+ content. any interaction below the age will be blocked)

svt masterlist the bookshelf (main m.list)

a/n: the way i giggled at these esp the seokmin one PLSPLSPLSPLS also two posts in a week? who am i frl

𝑺𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒐𝒍

Lips. He adores the way his lips intertwine with yours, fitting each other perfectly as if they were made for each other. He loves small, cute pecks to long, tender and passionate kisses. But his all time favorite is when you’re both deep and hungry, you’re on his lap with your fingers running through his hair, his hands gripping your hips. The way your lips crash with desire, tongues fighting for dominance as small moans escape the both of you.

𝑱𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏

Neck. He loves kissing your lips and will always kiss you as soon as there’s a sliver of opportunity, but he’s such a sucker for your neck. The soft, perfumed skin is intoxicating, the way you react is addicting to him. Feeling you squirm around as well as feeling your chest heave from the flustering heat accumulating in your body completes him. And when he includes his teeth. Oh boy. The way your breathing suddenly hitches and the way you pant, trying so hard to not let out any moans, eventually failing, makes him crave you.

𝑱𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒖𝒂

Your entire Face. He adores you, from your sweet taste to your scent. He loves those deep yet innocent kisses, his hands cupping your cheeks as you melt to his touch, the heat seeping from your skin, warming his hands. He loves scattering kisses all over your face, from your cheeks to your nose to your forehead, making sure every spot doesn’t go untouched by his pillowy lips. The way you react only makes him want to do it more, your shy giggling making him smile between kisses. Even when your face is flushed from its radiating heat as he’s above you, your bodies close and sweating, the way he scatters small kisses around your face, following the rhythm of his hips, those kisses ending on your lips, he just falls for you all over again.

𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒉𝒖𝒊

Shoulders. He loves sneaking his way behind you, his arms tightly wrapped around your waist, your body relaxed against his. He loves watching how easy you give him access to your skin, slightly tilting your head as he lowers his to softly kiss your shoulders, working his way up to your sensitive neck and returning back. If he really wants to be a tease, he’d softly nibble on the skin, your body jolting in surprise as a small gasp escapes you, your reaction only making him want to take it further.

𝑺𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈

Nose. There’s something so loving and genuine when he softly pecks your nose, following with nervous giggling as both your faces blush, his turning more into a beet red. Every time he pulls you in for a kiss, his final move is always with a small peck to your nose, following with a tight, warm hug, never wanting to let go of your soothing and soft body. But the nose kisses aren’t entirely innocent either, because when he’s above you, your body trembling underneath his towering silhouette, he looks deeply into your darkened and lustful eyes before his lips crash onto yours. After sharing his deep and hungry kiss, he finishes with a small peck to your nose before he makes you scream his name.

𝑾𝒐𝒏𝒘𝒐𝒐

(face)Cheeks. He always greets you and says goodbye to you with a kiss on the cheek before his lips meet with yours. It’s the simplicity and sweetness behind it, the way he feels your smile form against his lips. Especially when he has you next to him, his hands sinfully playing with your body, your hips twitching as your legs tremble to his sleek fingers. He just watches your face, kissing your cheek in admiration to your beauty and your reaction to his touch.

𝑱𝒊𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒏

Wrists. Unusual from the normal placements people would usually kiss but he just loved it. From the fragrance your skin radiated off the wrists to the feeling of worship he had over you. He adored you, adored looking deeply into your eyes, kissing your wrist then quickly trapping your lips with his. He loved kissing your wrists as you were on hips lap while he sits on the couch or bed, watching you bouncing on him. His hands roaming all over your dripping body, reaching your hands as he pulled them to his lips, kissing them before he puts one hand to bind both your wrists behind your back, the other gripped on your waist as he eventually takes control.

𝑺𝒆𝒐𝒌𝒎𝒊𝒏

Fucking Everywhere. This man worships you. Entirely. He loves feeling every curve, every crevice, every inch of your skin goes untouched. He will kiss whatever is closest to him at the moment, from your lips to your belly to your legs, kissing your soft thighs. He hungrily kisses those thighs with so much love and desire as his pretty mouth is being worked on you, even savoringly kissing your soaked core, your entire body shaking to his lips pressed against your slick and sweet center, your bundle of nerves in shock to the small vibrations of his hums and the friction of his pretty mouth against it.

𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒚𝒖

Behind the ear. He loves teasing you, watching you melt against him and burst into nervous giggles, playfully pushing him away before your lips met with his. His pretty puppy eyes looking at yours, your lips reuniting and again finding the trail back to his favorite spot. Your reaction was his favorite part, listening to your breathing getting heavy as your body craves friction, your hips bucking up, yearning for his touch. Your neediness making him whisper sweet nothings in your ear, kissing right below it, giving you what you so desire.

𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒐

Eyes. Not butterfly kisses, but kissing right above your eyes or eyebrows. He loves the tender and sweet feeling behind the kisses, the way your eyes flutter when they open or close. He’s so gentle with his plush lips kissing your skin, almost as if he went any harder you’d break. At least when it came to kissing your pretty eyes. Even after making sure you were left shaking, he would ever so softly kiss over your heavy eyes.

𝑺𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒘𝒂𝒏

Stomach. He adores your body, from the way you were perfectly sculpted to the way you react when he interacts with your body. Everything about you was perfect. His lips traveled your body, always planting the most kisses on your lips and your stomach, his lips grazing your skin, your abdomen tensing to his touch, yearning for more. His tongue occasionally making paintings, licking its way lower.

𝑯𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒐𝒍

Forehead. He always cupped your cheeks, kissing your lips tenderly followed by a small trail of kisses to your forehead, his lips staying there a few seconds longer. He loved your reaction to the long forehead kiss, the connection it brought between you two, your sweet smile etched on your lips, a soft pink spread across your cheeks. Even above you as he inches deeper, he looks into your darkened eyes before his lips met yours, following the same small trail of kisses to your forehead, his forehead eventually colliding against yours, going deeper.

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏

Hips. He also is a man who worships your body, his hands always caressing and feeling your soft flesh, always wanting to dive deeper into you. The moments where you’re standing in front of him, his body below you as he’s sitting down, his hands gripping the back of your thighs, kissing every inch of skin available, mainly focusing on your hips. It’s almost as if he is addicted to kissing them, soft whimpers escaping his lips as he kissed over the hip bone, softly biting into it, making your breath hitch as your fingers run through his hair, gripping it in the process.

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hey buddy are you trying to drive me insane? cause it’s wORKING