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Idols as Disney Princesses (1/?)

Jeongyeon as Sleeping Beauty

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Awkward First Meeting!AU with Minho moodboard Read the Drabble Here! © to the owners of the pics

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Stray Kids' Minho: [Drabble] → moodboard link

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Awkward First Meeting!AU with Minho

→ Based on the AU Prompt: "I get really competitive during mini golf and I accidentally hit your head during an intense match.” 

A/N: hello hello, I am so sorry for the very long wait. I was very busy last year with my internship and then I was graduating and then I had a shitty job that was working on my last nerves, but things are okay now! I wanna try to get back into writing when I can, so you can anticipate some writing updates soon! thank you for understanding and giving the support we need!

“Your ass is grass and I’m about to fucking mow it.”

Ryujin rolls her eyes. “Just hit it.”

When she invited you out to mini golf, she had forgotten how ridiculously competitive you got. You’d almost forgotten too—until you remember how many bragging rights she had gotten when she beat your ass in bowling. In hindsight, you shouldn’t have allowed the bluffs up.

The joke is on her though because you’re going to win against her in mini golf. You angle your club to hit the ball just right and swing.

…. Except you forgot how much strength you managed to put into the hit.

…. Which is how you managed to hit your bright neon purple ball towards a group of 8 men a couple of holes away and watched in horror as it knocked one of them down.

Ryujin lets out a cackle, tossing her head back, while you freeze like a deer in headlights.

The guys have already mobilized, checking on the guy that you knocked down. Well, some of them—because a couple have settled on laughing as hard as Ryujin is.

“Oh God, Oh God,” you mutter to yourself as you run across towards the group.

They part like the Red Sea as you bulldoze your way through.

And, of course, he just had to be a cute guy.

You take a sharp breath in before asking him, “Are you okay?”

The beautiful man simply blinks at you.

“Oh my God, I killed him.”

“Don’t worry too much,” one says. “He’s always been that stupid.”

“Hey!”

They’re all startled and instinctively flinch away. You’re the one that helps him up, as he massages his head to inspect his head for a bump not-so-discreetly.

“I’m so sorry,” you say. “Are you okay?”

He gives a smile that feels too polite. “It’s okay. I think I’ll live.”

“Oh, well,” you say with your own polite smile. “I’m glad.”

Before you attempt to self-sabotage and embarrass yourself further, you fast walk back over to where Ryujin stands.

Her eyebrow lifts a bit and you can feel the heat creep up your neck.

“Shut up!”

“I didn’t say anything.”

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Jeongyeon (Twice) as Sleeping Beauty

more TBA

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Grim Reaper!Jaebum moodboard

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Businessman!Wonho moodboard

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tales of a third-wheel

changbin x fem!reader ft. third-wheel hyunjin

genre: fluff, (attempted) humour, college!au

word count: 1.5K

warnings: brief mention of food, hyunjin being hella salty 😂

prompt: having your crush gently touch your arm or put an arm around your shoulder while you have a conversation.

A/N: @chogiwow ivy~ i’m sorry it took so long ☹️ i was writing for you so i felt a bit of pressure to make it good! not sure if i did it but i trieddd~

i changed the prompt a little hehe. and i hope it’s okay that i’m writing this from a third person’s perspective. anddd i really hope you like this!

hyunjin hated third-wheeling. he felt there was something so utterly despicable about the whole ordeal.

why would the universe be cruel enough to condemn him with friends who have almost all found love, while he sat around barely getting crumbs of affection from even his pet dog? the thought always made him grumble childishly, a pout on his lips and a furrow between his eyes.

hyunjin often avoided his friends when they hung around their respective partners, not wanting to: a) deal with their nauseating pda; and b) be reminded that he didn’t have anyone to have such nauseating pda with.

there were only two people in his life he felt safe with.

changbin and y/n.

also known as his fellow lonely souls who complained about being single just like him. and… they were also his best friends—that part made him feel pretty safe too, he supposed.

but as luck would have it… after a few months of hanging out as the golden trio—having lunch and dinner together on campus, going out to watch movies together, binging tv shows in the students lounge—hyunjin started to feel like the odd one out once more. his friends couldn’t see it, but he could. they had started falling for each other.

and there really was no bigger betrayal.

if he was being honest, he wasn’t sure how he didn’t realise it on the first day itself.

from the way y/n always laughed at changbin’s stupid jokes, to the way changbin’s gaze always lingered for a second too long every time he looked at her. looking back, it really was incredibly obvious; and a part of hyunjin mentally slapped himself for thinking these two clowns could be his safe haven from being reminded of his non-existent love life. if anything, there were days those two managed to make him feel even more single than his friends that had been dating for almost a year!

today—to his worst fortune—happened to be one of those days.

it started pretty innocently, with the three friends sitting on the sofas by the giant glass wall in the student lounge. y/n and changbin sat next to each other on a loveseat, while hyunjin splayed out on the sofa opposite them, his legs draped over the coffee table as he sipped his iced americano. it was well past twilight, the large room dimly lit with fluorescent lights, a whole row of lights turned off after one of the tubes started flickering annoyingly. outside the glass window, yellow lampposts lit the walkways of the university where pairs of couples and groups of friends walked by, their loud cheers sometimes seeping through the gaps in the glass windows.

to rival the noisy students outside, the three friends had started a heated conversation of their own, debating on ridiculous “would you rather” questions y/n had googled on her phone. why would anyone want to find a roach in their bed instead of a rat in their kitchen? it was obvious rats were the better option. otherwise ratatouille wouldn’t exist. the fact that changbin thought otherwise made hyunjin shudder. why would anyone opt for a roach in their bed? who was this man?!

after a good while of arguing, with… mostly hyunjin and changbin making fun of each other over their choices, the three friends finally decided to sit back and relax. hyunjin pulled out his laptop to start working on his assignment while the pair sitting in front of him indulged in a private conversation of their own.

at first everything was fine and dandy.

a few paragraphs into the journal article he was reading, hyunjin glanced up to see changbin and y/n sitting a little closer on the sofa, their bodies turned to face each other as they chatted away. changbin had his arm resting on the back of the sofa, his head tilted slightly as he listened intently to whatever story the girl opposite him was going on about, arms flailing animatedly.

all very normal stuff, right?

wrong.

not even a whole minute later, y/n had her legs folded up, her knees hugging her chest, and changbin decided to tuck his right foot under his left thigh, moving a little closer.

hyunjin silently observed them, a suspicious look in his eyes. he just knew his gut feeling was right. these two were swiftly crossing the threshold of something more than just friendship without even realising, their lovestruck gazes as they stared at each other enough proof of their treason.

as he looked on, things only seemed to get worse (or better, depending on how you see it). y/n had started blushing at something changbin said about how talented he thought she was, and right as she was about to shy away, he scooted closer, his chin landing on her knees. the man tilted his head, a cheeky smile plastered across his lips as he admired the shy glow emitting from the girl’s face. he made a few funny faces, eliciting a giggle from her lips.

eventually, she shoved a little at his shoulder and he laughed, but made no move to return to his original position, finding purchase on top of her knees, her back resting comfortably against the armrest of the sofa. hyunjin grimaced.

surely, they wouldn’t get more nauseating than this, right?

in an attempt to ignore his friends’ very obvious betrayal of the “singles code” (it exists. it exists to hyunjin)… he decided to return his attention to the article he was reading. his essay was due in a week and he wasn’t going to let his two friends being all lovey-dovey get in the way of finishing his work on time.

well, that was the plan. until he had to think about a particular topic and his eyes trailed up from his laptop screen, landing on the not-so-subtle couple. surpringly, the sight actually brought a smile to hyunjin’s lips.

there they sat, his two best friends, completely enamoured with one another. and yet neither of them seemed to realise.

changbin still had his chin resting on y/n’s knee, her right hand hanging in mid air, slowly playing with his bangs. she’d take a few locks and move them to the center of his forehead, and then brushed the strands to the side, repeating the same motion over and over.

all the while, changbin seemed to continue talking about his day without so much as glancing at her dancing fingers. as if her playing with his hair was the most natural thing in the world. she’d nod every now and then at a comment he’d make, and he’d flash her a bright grin, head tilting slightly to press his cheek against the peak of her kneecap.

hyunjin scoffed at the sight. it really was a wonder how neither of the idiots had realised how deep their affections for each other ran—and how blatantly obvious it was to everyone else but them. even seungmin who was passing by raised a teasing eyebrow at the pair before flashing hyunjin a “sucks to be you” look, earning a playful eye-roll from the boy.

how did these two not see what everyone else saw?

or maybe they did.

maybe… they were simply making a fool out of him!

‘hey lovebirds!’ he called out to his friends and they broke apart abruptly, both turning to look at him with clueless expressions. hyunjin couldn’t help but chuckle.

nope. the only fools here were them, he thought. two fools completely and cluelessly in love.

‘what?’ they asked in unison.

wow, such synchrony, he thought. this was more dire than he’d imagined.

‘nothing. i’m ordering food, you want anything?’

‘oh yeah, sure!’ changbin chimed eagerly, always ready to eat. y/n must’ve thought the same thing because she let out a small chuckle, looking at him with fond eyes pooling with endearment. after giving his order, the man in question turned to look at her and caught her staring, the girl immediately looking away, a light blush tinting her face.

and what do you know… instead of laughing the way he always did when he’d caught any of his other friends in embarrassing situations, changbin simply smiled and scratched the back his left ear, eyes darting away in embarrassment, his cheeks dusted with a red far darker than a rose.

alright. maybe they weren’t so clueless after all. at least they knew of their own feelings for each other. it was only a matter of time before they got together. and as much as hyunjin was irritated the entire time he watched the two lovebirds… he felt a warmth bloom in his chest—the kind you’d get out of sheer happiness for someone you loved.

hyunjin would hate third-wheeling. he always would. but if it meant his friends got to be as happy as they looked in that very moment… it was worth it. and he’d (begrudgingly) third-wheel for an eternity if he had to.

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i just wanna say that i hope you guys are doing well and thanks to the jeonghan fic im watching oh my general 😭

thank you for the support! I'm trying to find time to write part 3, but things are kind of complicated rn

if you're watching oh my general and finish it, you're gonna understand why I wrote fanfiction as a response lmao - I hope you liked it as much as I did!

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hey idiot, wanna make out? | l.jn

Pairing: Lee Jeno x reader

Themes: high school au, idiots to lovers, best friends to lovers, fluff, comedy, a plethora of dirty jokes, disney references, mutual pining, Lee ‘putting whipped cream to shame’ Jeno, very slight angst

Warnings: profanity, food, sexual innuendos and a plethora of dirty jokes, kissing, usage of nicknames, kids being dumb and making fun of each other, a very subtle reference to being pressurised by parents, underage alcohol consumption, suggestive

Wc: 14.4k

Summary: Jeno is all leather jackets and band tee’s of artists he hasn’t even listened to in the first place. To put it plainly, he’s a fake, but he’s your best friend, so you put up with his idiocy (and it’s not because you like him or anything, pfft, how crazy would that be?)

Playlist: it’s nice to have a friend by taylor swift, who are you when nobody’s watching by lux holmes, shine by pentagon, still friends not lovers by slchld and whoosh

Notes from brooke: An anon challenged me to write a fic that was entirely fluffy, so here it is! I will admit though, it was pretty fun experimenting and writing something that is wildly out of my comfort zone. This is my first time writing a full fluff fic, so feedback would be very much appreciated<3

“You know Jeno has a crush on you, right?”

To this statement of Yeri’s, you nearly tripped over the white tiling of the classroom floor and threw her a dirty look. It was eight-thirty in the morning, and you had woken up at seven so you could drive yourself to school. At this point in the morning, you were always still half asleep, until the bell rang and scared the sleep (and shit) out of you.

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scored! : l.c

word count | 12.4k (SORRY idk why i do this to myself either)

pairing | lee chan (svt) x female reader

warning(s) / includes | swearing, mentions of drinking and alcohol, food mentions (lmk if i missed anything!!)

genre | fluff, humour, university au, enemies-to-lovers au

notes | uh i don’t really know how game season works bc it’s not really a thing in unis here (?) so ;-; please forgive me for any (inevitable) inaccuracies hghhghe also this is my first time making a moving banner so shhh just ignore how bad it is gwhsha

summary: lee chan should really stop winning so many games for your university, because as the resident writer for the sports column of the student newsletter, you’re starting to get really sick of having to cross paths with him all the time.

a/n: happy birthday to my boyfriend (/j) chan who’s also a rat (derogatory) bc he never pays rent for living in my head 🙄💗 also just thought everyone should see this clip that kinda inspired this whole fic okay bye—

WEEK NINE.

You love writing for your university’s student newsletter, you really do; you just hate the person you have to write about.

“Stupid Lee Chan and his stupid wins,” you grumble, stomping across the football field with your notebook grasped tightly in your hold. Seungkwan kindly got you one with a hard cover for the new school year, because he will never forget that particular afternoon last year when you stormed into Wonwoo’s office and slammed down a crumpled sheet of recycled paper onto his hardwood desk, with LEE CHAN’S STUPID INTERVIEW #4 messily scrawled across the top of the page.

Something about the look on your face that day told Seungkwan you didn’t particularly care if Chan saw the title, written in all caps with a black marker. Hell, you probably wanted him to see.

Thus entered the hard-cover notebook so no other innocent sheet of paper would have to meet its unfortunate demise at the hands of your never-ending feud with the star player.

“Well,” Mingyu begins, easily catching up to you thanks to his long legs, “they don’t call him the ace of the team for no reason, you gotta admit that those goals he scored at the game were pretty awesome. Redstone U stood no chance.”

You hate everything about the soccer field; the dirt that gets trapped between the grooves of your soles, the occasional rogue ball that comes whipping at your head at light speed, the jock who’s currently waiting for you at the bleachers…

“Yeah, he’s a good player, I guess. But I think he let all the attention get to his head.” You lift your free hand to shield your face from the late afternoon sun, beads of sweat already forming along your hairline. Damn you for always forgetting to apply sunscreen before heading to the field, Minghao will have your head when he finds out. “Every time he poses for you while you take his photos, I just want to throw up.”

“I don’t know, Y/N,” Mingyu singsongs, “people don’t throw themselves at him for no reason either. Plus, I think that blonde hair he has going on right now suits him really well.”

Your lips purse together as you swallow down a bitter remark about how you absolutely do not find Lee Chan attractive, especially not with the new hair colour he got done over the summer. Who cares that a compliment from Kim Mingyu, most-eligible-bachelor-on-campus extraordinaire, means you’re undeniably hot with a capital ‘H’ and the trademark symbol? Certainly not you.

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swimming lessons for a mermaid

❝ you’re a mermaid who can’t swim? like a sea cucumber? ❞

PAIRING ▸ jung sungchan x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ fluff, crack, fantasy (mermaid au), high school au, strangers to friends to lovers, mutual pining

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, i wrote an mc without commitment issues, an almost drowning scene, one (1) fluffy kiss scene, ft. chenle, winter, shotaro, and jisung 

SUMMARY ▸ when jung sungchan accidentally finds out about your secret, you’re offered free swimming lessons from the star athlete himself. problem is, you’re falling for sungchan, and a mermaid can’t possibly fall for a human, right?

WORD COUNT ▸ 8853 words

PLAYLIST ▸ i wanna be yours by arctic monkeys • siren by sunmi • ocean eyes by billie eilish • puzzle piece by nct dream

TAG LIST ▸ @ericshairstrand @seoulbinz​ @seobseobs​ @leeknowsredeyeliner​ @halbae​ @sehunniepot​ @jjaeyoonoh​ @subhyuck​ @itskkung​ @irrealitys​ @lilacboba​ @otchae @angelssung​ @junepops​ @wownajaemin​ @geniejunn​ @huangberryyy​ @hannahdinse8​ @junglewoos​

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ hello !! this is based off the webtoon that is also called “swimming lessons for a mermaid” for @neowaves​’s webtoon collab. tysm for checking this out and i hope you guys enjoy !! ♡

YOU WEREN’T SURE WHAT POSSESSED YOU TO SHOW UP AT YOUR SCHOOL’S SWIM MEET.

First of all, you knew none of the swimmers on the team nor did you have the slightest clue about how swim meets worked. All you knew was that your school’s swim team was reputable and had the best athletes in the state.

Second of all, you had no idea swim meets went on for this long. You were starving, and you didn’t even have a friend to kill time with. If you knew it was going to go into the evening, you would’ve asked Chenle to tag along with you.

You weren’t even sure what was keeping you here. You had no interest in the swimmers; you had no idea how these meets worked or were organized; and you were bored out of your mind. The only thing that kept your attention was how the swimmers moved so freely in the water.

“We’re now entering the final round of the senior men’s freestyle event!” the announcer’s voice boomed through the auditorium.

You perked up a little, sitting up straighter to get a better look at the lineup. You swept your gaze across the line of swimmers until your eyes landed on Jung Sungchan.

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Title: Beloved

Word Count: 17.4k

Rating: M

Genre: Drama/Thriller/Smut

Warnings: Yandere Behavior, Violence, Blood, Character Death, Emotional Manipulation, Hint of Dubious Consent, Unprotected Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Cream Pie, Oral Sex (Female Receiving), Mild Dirty Talk 

Pairing: Emperor!Yoongi X Reader

Summary: Court was just a game of politics after all. And you intended to win

Written By: Admin B

Note: This was entirely inspired by Daechwita and everyone should thank A for indulging my madness and encouraging me

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ღ Seonghwa: On One Condition by @ateezmakemeweep

➳ Bad Boy!AU? Yes, please. The spin on A Walk to Remember works so well (especially the angst portion), and this time it comes with a happy ending! It's one of those fics when you need an escape and need to feel something. I went through the same pain as I did when I watched the movie, but it definitely had its own twist and spin from the author that works so well. Frankly, I come back to this fic rather than watching the movie and it's such a better option.

ღ San: forgetting something? by @tbhchoi

➳ this was a very cute fluffy drabble that gives you a good chuckle. i’m a sucker for fluff (i need to escape pls hand the fluff over) so this was a really nice story to stumble across! san 🤝 me, sleeping through alarms.

ღ Hongjoong: Troublemaker by @kpophogwartsaus

➳ let me start by saying I AM A SUCKER FOR HOGWARTS AUS (we still hate r*wling), you’ll prob see a lot of recs from me that are like this. i had originally seen this and sent it to my friend who is a hongjoong stan and read it along with her. i love the banter between hongjoong and the reader, plus the comedy from both mingi and yunho (god i love them). if you like friends to lovers au’s, harry potter, a good laugh, and mild chaos, this is the fic for you.

ღ San: slytherin!au san by @warmau

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ღ Seokjin: Pride and Fidget Spinners [M] by @kpopfanfictrash

➳ Enemies to lovers is my ultimate weakness. Out of all of Shanna's works, this is my ultimate favorite and I'm not even Seokjin biased. It's super cute as their relationship progresses because it's so petty but so relatable and I'm so soft for goofy Seokjin. 10/10 would recommend.

ღ Hoseok: Plant Boy by @gukyi

➳ We hate JK R*wling in this house, but we love a Hogwarts AU. This was just so soft and fluffy and I love works like this because it makes me so soft, especially when it comes to my boy Hoseok. This fic is great for a pick-me-up when you're having a shitty day. (I ALSO ADD THIS MY RECS I FUCKIN LOVED THIS FIC -grandpa)

ღ Hoseok: Occultation [M] by @jamaisjoons

➳ The way that this fucked me up... I felt so much as I was reading throughout like. It's fitting, considering how Armys perceive him as some kind of sun god and I.... pain. I'm telling you that this is a great read, but be warned of the angst that will hit. Hard. There are small times where I feel upset and this weirdly makes me feel better? It's hard to explain, but the emotions of it all really hit.

ღ Jimin: Nine-One-One [M] by @yminie

➳ Fun fact: I am a sucker for true crime and this fic was able to capture the thrill of the mystery of a dangerous killer. There was also the element of an ex-lover and it oddly worked really well. I'm not really into reading series, but this was one of the rare exceptions. However, I would note that you shouldn't read this alone at night in the dark because I got a little freaked out.

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ღ JayB: College!AU by @warmau

➳ Okay, yes: anything written by Skye is wonderful, but this one has a soft spot in my heart. I'm not a JayB stan, but I am not a blind woman. The man is fine and we all know it. It's just a good storyline and I love how they end up getting together. It's just some good ol' fashioned romance and I. LOVE. IT.

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ღ Johnny: Set Up [M] by @smileysuh

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ღ Jaehyun: The Apple of My Eye by @sehunniepotwrites

➳ I'm an education major and this hit me so hard in the feels since I'm going into my internship this year. Fun fact: another weakness of mine is men who are good with children and it's so fitting for Jaehyun (considering he wanted to be a teen dad 🤡). I was totally weak in the knees for a lovestruck Jaehyun and then throw in that he's a kindergarten teacher..... pain. But it's the good kind.

ღ Jeno: Love & Letter by @asthmark

➳ Guess who secretly loves angst? Me, it's me. I loved so much of it: the pining, the letters, and the whole club supporting Jeno. And then there was Renjun. Wow, he was a piece of work and I had a feeling he was gonna be that shitty boyfriend as the fic was progressing. The writing was just so spectacular and that made the angst hit like a bitch.

ღ Yangyang: Lonely Hearts Columns by @naptaemed

➳ I love this fic; this is top tier in my category. It was just so funny and so fitting for the NEO boys. I loved each dynamic that was paired with the main character because you can see the difference in comparison to YangYang. I also thought it was funny watching the two dance around one another: we love an idiots to lovers!au.

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ღ Mingyu: Walking Into Traffic [M] by @versigny

➳ I. LOVE. SOULMATE. AUS. It also has enemies to lovers!au in the best absolute way and I swear to god, this is just genius. I think this is the one that has stuck the most by me and it's absolutely hilarious. The progression of it all can all be in 6k words? Wow. I just love this fic and I constantly go back for it. I literally almost died inside when I realized I didn't officially have it tabbed/saved.

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Stray Kids

ღ Changbin: lip balm by @lixesque

➳ THE WAY I WAS HOLLERING READING THIS LMAO. i would definitely go back and read this is i ever needed a little pick me up, it was downright hilarious. if you like fluff and comedy this is the one for you!

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[11:28 pm] — ATEEZ’s Choi San x [Fem.] Reader 

Dom!San x Sub!Reader

Warnings: minors DNI, filth (absolute and self-indulgent filth), tit-fucking, pet names, degradation, overstimulation, cumplay, semi-clothed sex, unprotected sex (wrap it up y’all, this is why it is called fiction). 

A/N: I am so sorry for what you are about to read. I usually don’t do this, but surprise shawty, I’m horny. 

San’s breath is heavy as his cock slides between your slicked tits covered in his cum—your black, lacy bra is pushed down, but he can feel the material brushing against him as he tries to get himself off for the third time. 

“God,” he mutters. “You have no idea how much I love cumming on you.”

You whimper, rubbing your legs together to get some kind of friction from your panties to your dripping pussy. “S-San, please.”

“Please what, baby?”

“Please cum on me again.”

He lets out a low chuckle—his eyes getting darker at the sight of you begging. “My little cum dump needs more cum, hm?”

“Yes, please.”

“Open up, princess.”

Your grip tightens on your breasts and you stick out your tongue, getting a couple of drops of his pre-cum into your mouth—determined to get him off once more. He lets out another groan with each thrust, feeling your tongue tease his tip. As much as San loves toying with you, you know how much he loves overstimulating himself. Covering you with his cum is just another bonus.

He lets go with a loud moan of your name, jerking himself off and covering the bottom half of your face with his seed. There’s enough cum that drips down from your mouth—adding to what’s already on your chest. His hand comes up to caress your face; the gesture is sweet, but then his thumb brushes from your cheek to your lips and you instinctively suck on it, practically addicted to the salty taste.

San sits himself up from the edge of the bed, pulling you up onto his lap for you to straddle and kisses along the side of your neck. The kisses distract you momentarily before you feel his hand sliding between your thighs and his fingers start to brush against your covered clit.  

“Such a slut for me, aren’t you?” he whispers into your ear. “Does my whore need me to fuck her?”

You let out a string of shaky moans at his words, unable to provide a verbal response. Curse his stamina; he’s been toying with you for multiple rounds and you can feel the exhaustion aching your bones.

But it feels so good. 

Your head falls onto his shoulders and your knees start to buckle as his thumb pushes harder against your clit. His other hand gathers more cum from your chest before shoving your soaked panties to the side and pumping the two fingers into you.

“You’re so fucking needy,” he says with a groan. “Your cunt is already so, fucking, wet.” With each syllable, he thrusts his fingers deeper inside of you—causing you to squirm with each one.

Just as you’re near the peak, he pulls his fingers out. You whine from the loss, but, before you can complain, he repositions you, so you’re laying on the bed with him between your legs.

He keeps one hand on your thigh, pulling your panties to the side once more. With the other hand (the same one he fingered you with), he guides his cock to your clit—brushing up against it once more.

“San,” you whine. “Just fuck me already!”

“Tsk, so impatient.”

You buck your hips closer to his. “Come on, fuck me, fuck me, fu—“

He pushes his cock into your pussy, stretching you out nicely. “Alright baby,” he breathes out. “I wanna see how many rounds will break my little cock-sleeve.”

[springday-aus]

‼️ TW: mature themes ‼️

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[springday-aus]

The Tumblr writing community is dying.

It’s something I’ve noticed over the past two years of using this site. It was gradual, imperceptible at first, something that most would brush off as a silly concern, or fault Tumblr algorithm for. While it’s true that Tumblr’s engine leaves a lot to be desired, I’ve noticed that even popular blogs have started to dwindle in terms of interaction or motivation. There could be a lot of reasons for this, but the biggest two I’ve noticed, experienced myself, and asked fellow writers about is this: (1) content being stolen, and (2) lack of feedback or interaction. I’ve never seen any logical person defend content being stolen, so I want to address point 2 instead.

Lack of feedback and interaction. I’m not saying this on my behalf so much as I’m saying this for friends and smaller blogs who have lost motivation to write. I was looking at my yandere writing blogs list the other day and noticed that a good majority of them no longer write. I usually update the list every few months, and by that point, more and more writers have stopped writing entirely. This isn’t a problem confined solely to the yandere fandom; in fact, there’s less writing blogs in general these days, especially ones that are active. I used to run a very popular BNHA blog with some friends, but that dissolved after our content was stolen and our followers stopped interacting as much. Out of our 8,500 followers, we hardly got 0.015% notes (~128 notes) on an average post. Tumblr is to blame for the lack of eyes seeing our posts, for sure, but that also means that at least 128 people saw one post and didn’t leave a comment or ask. We were considered a big blog; imagine what it’s like on a small blog.

My friend recently made a post that summed this up perfectly: 

“I’ve seen people say “Be grateful that people even lurk on your page.” and, while I get the message they’re trying to say, it’s more dismissive and hurtful in my opinion. Like you’re saying, “Oh your writing is mediocre, you should be grateful people even LOOK at it.”

Me personally? I’ve heard the argument that AO3 is a better place to post fanfics, and while that might be true, I’ve had friends experience firsthand the lack of interaction there too. I’ve heard the argument that interacting with some writers is intimidating (me included). I’ve heard that argument that followers might be too shy to interact. I’ve heard the argument that writers should write for themselves and not for views / likes / reblogs / etc, and while that’s ideal, it’s not sustainable for everyone. What works for one writer won’t work for another, but you know what will? Interaction.

That comment or ask that took you 2 seconds to write? We remember it. That reblog with the compliments in the tags? We remember it. Every single ‘named’ anon we get (heart anon, sunflower anon, etc)? We remember them. And the best part is? It’s actually easier to do these things on Tumblr since you have the option to send anonymous asks or make a sideblog specifically for reblogs! Trust me, whether the lack of interaction is the cause of a lack of motivation or what have you, every writer appreciates feedback (don’t be shy to offer some critique or compliments) or even a simple keyboard smash with some emojis. Even sitting down for 5 min a day per week to comment on your favorite writers’ new pieces makes a huge difference. Personally, since Tumblr’s activity feed is beyond terrible and I have over 1,500 posts, I don’t always see new reblogs or comments on my content; asks though? Always see those, can never go wrong with those. If you don’t want to reblog or leave a comment, then you can never go wrong with an anonymous ask. 

As my wise friend says: writing is an art, and in order to improve that art, we need other people’s eyes to see what we don’t.

For the sake of every writer (past, present, and future) on this platform, please share this post.