#🌸 answered.

[gardenofgods]

Whoreendous.....

the only muses i can make are man whores and sluts it's so true 😔

[sluttywonwoo]

thinking about sharing a bed with yeosang for the first time and you wake up to his dick hard against your ass and he’s so embarrassed but when you push your hips into his, he can’t help but push back

“yeo?”

it’s the first thing he hears when he wakes up, his name spoken in your voice, so pretty and still sleepy and just a little bit gravelly. he doesn’t even want to open his eyes yet, just wants to pull you closer and hold you in his arms for a bit, so he does. until he feels it.

it doesn’t click right away. he realizes he isn’t flush against your body because there’s something in between you and him, and then he realizes that the something in question is attached to him. yeosang yelps and scrambles away from you in shock, nearly falling off of his own bed in the process.

you try to turn around to face him but yeosang begs you not to, going as far as to hold your shoulders in place so that you physically can’t.

“yeosang, what-”

“i’m so sorry,” he rushes to apologize. “this was not how i wanted to wake up this morning. i swear i wasn’t trying anything. it, uh, just happened. it wasn’t on purpose, i promise!”

“it’s okay,” you assure him, “i know that people with penises can’t really control that in the morning, right?”

relief floods yeosang’s entire body when you say that. “right! i didn’t want to get hard at all. i mean, not that i don’t want to at all with you, i do! want to get hard, that is. around you. for you. you make me hard all the time! no, i mean when it’s appropriate… well i guess there hasn’t been an appropriate time so that makes me sound like a liar but you do make me hard-”

“yeosang,” you say, feeling around for his hand, which he purposely withholds from you until you find his wrist and manage to interlace your fingers with his. “we’re dating. we’re supposed to be attracted to each other. it’s okay.”

you hear him sigh. “i know, but we haven’t… done that yet. we haven’t really talked about it and i was trying to take it slow with you because i don’t want you to think i’m just trying to get into your pants.”

you laugh even though you don’t mean to, slapping a hand over your mouth to stop the sound from escaping.

“baby, i know you’re not just trying to get into my pants. you didn’t even kiss me until we’d been going on dates for two weeks.”

“i wanted to respect you,” he says. you can hear the pout in his voice.

“and i appreciate that. but now i’d like for you to disrespect me.”

your words stun your boyfriend into silence. yeosang’s mind goes fuzzy, his brain fills with static, and embarrassingly, all he can get out is an “um, what?”

instead of repeating yourself, you take the hand that you’d been holding and place it on your chest, right over your heart (or more specifically, your boob).

yeosang is frozen at first. he’s not sure where you’re trying to take this. he can feel your heart racing beneath his palm. you’re just as nervous as he is, just as excited as he is. it’s enough to kick some confidence into him.

he cups your boob a little more firmly than before. you had simply just placed his hand on top of it, not wanting to push him beyond what he was comfortable with.

your reaction is immediate. you sigh, head lolling to the side to ask for a kiss. yeosang is happy to oblige and scoots closer to you so that he’s able to pull you back into an embrace.

he kisses you as he switches to your other boob, not wanting either to feel left out. you push your ass back into his hips, making him gasp against your mouth. he’s just as hard as he was when he woke up, harder now, if that were even possible, and you’re doing nothing to help combat that.

yeosang has been dreaming about this since the first time he saw you and now it’s actually happening. he felt lucky enough when you agreed to sleep over after dinner last night. he couldn’t believe you were going to be sleeping in his bed, taking a shower in his shower, wearing his clothes to bed (you hadn’t packed any of your own since the sleepover was impromptu) and now you were making out with him and grinding on him like you were equally excited about all of these developments.

“take-take the shirt off,” you plead.

“no,” he says, which surprises even himself because who is he to deny you of such a request? especially a request where you’re trying to get naked? but then he hears himself say, “i want you to keep my shirt on,” and it makes a little more sense.

truly, when you had walked out of the bathroom in his t-shirt and shorts last night, yeosang thought he might cum his pants on the spot. he took a shower right after you, desperately jerking off as soon as the water was warm enough, muffling his moans with his fist as he pumped his cock with his other hand. it only took a handful of strokes before he was cumming all over his stomach…

he struggled not to get hard all over again when he came back into the bedroom and saw you in the shirt in his bed. he knew it was going to be a long night.

“here, baby,” he says lowly, nudging your thighs apart with his knee. “wanna grind down on me?”

“god, yes,” you moan, eagerly accepting his thigh between your own.

he can feel the heat of you, even through all the layers of fabric, and it makes him lose just a little bit more of his composure.

“better?”

“so much better, yeo,” you whimper. fuck, he’s never heard you whimper before. “it was starting to ache.”

“poor thing,” he tsks. “you must be pretty wet, huh?”

you nod, your hair tickling yeosang’s nose as your head moves.

one of his hands makes its way down to the waistband of your shorts. “can i feel?”

“you can do anything you want to me,” you breathe.

he kisses the back of your neck, hoping you can’t feel the way he’s positively beaming against you. “likewise.”

[sescoups]

hi 👋

I saw your asks are open. What do you think about text posts from Seventeen who have a crush and want to buy you something or do something for you, so they ask "Is there anything you need?" but y/n is confused because that's a weird way to word it (I think I saw it worded like that in the captions of one of their vlogs asking about birthday presents ) but he's like, idk I just wanna do something nice for you.

Sorry if this is confusing. You definitely don't have to do it 🫣

Also I loved your last text posts and the Vernon fic! Thank you 💘

hi!! thank you so much for taking the time to tell me you like my stuff. your idea is very cute, so I'm gonna do it!

you didn't specify who, so I just did the hhu for now. lmk if you want the rest of them, too ❤️

performance | vocal

Seungcheol

Wonwoo

Mingyu

Vernon

a/n: if you like this post, pls remember to like and reblog! <3

[aericide]

⢑⠨⠂ ᥡou cᥲᥒ drι᥎e aᥣl night ⭐️

[writing-for-marvel]

"I dream of you. all i do, is dream of you."

If I Can’t Have Everything, Then Let Me Just Have You

Andy Barber x Fem!Reader

Summary: When Andy gets jealous of you talking with his colleague, you reassure him he’s everything you’ll ever need.

Warnings: age gap and although exact ages are never mentioned everyone is well and truly of age, jealous Andy

Word count: 700

A/N: this is for @nickfowlerrr’s the seven writing challenge - I spun the wheel for the seven deadly sins and got envy. A big thank you my darling friend @flordeamatista, queen of Andy fics, for not only providing the inspiration for this fic, but helping me with writing Andy for the first time and being my constant cheerleader 🩷 banners by @vase-of-lilies

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Andy hated attending after work functions with his colleagues. He could barely stand dealing with them during the working week, but then to also be forced to give up his Saturday night so his boss could show off the house his old family money had bought him was another level of torture.

You were his saving grace. Part of him felt guilty for dragging the woman he loved along to these grandstanding cocktail parties where you were forced to make small talk with people you didn’t enjoy the company of, but you were also the only person who stopped him from going completely insane.

But at this moment, while he was stuck hearing about how his boss’s fantasy football team was performing, as if he didn’t hear enough about it at the office, Andy saw red as he was subjected to watch Dylan, the office womaniser, chatting you up.

In the back of his mind he knew with absolute certainty that you wouldn’t cheat on him, but the reason his heart clenched and acidic jealousy bubbled in his stomach was because of what Dylan represented: everything Andy couldn’t offer you.

He wasn’t young anymore, he was well aware the prime of his life was past him at this point in time. He had settled into a comfortable routine which didn’t involve a thriving social life which he remembered having with Laurie when they were your age. He was surely not as flexible or had as much energy as a young man fifteen years his junior.

He wanted to be able to give you the world, but all he had to offer was the trauma developed from his tarnished past, which was still following him around like a shadow, his back problems, wonky knee and the remainder of his life which would be distinctly shorter than Dylan, or someone of his age, could promise to spend with you.

The root of his envy was insecurity.

And he was green with envy.

Excusing himself from the one-sided conversation his boss was having, Andy set off with purpose, making a beeline to you, only to find you were already making your way over to him. Relief eased the tension in his shoulders as your gaze found his and a smile tugged at the corners of your mouth.

“Your colleague, the guy behind me, is a creep.” You commented, hooking your fingers through his belt loops and pulling him protectively into you. Andy leaned down and placed a small, sweet kiss to your forehead, not needing to look behind you to know exactly who you were referring to. A sense of satisfaction filled his chest with the notion that you were clearly averse to Dylan’s pursuits.

“That’s not what most young women around the office think.”

“Well he is.” You stated firmly, a look of disgust flashing over your features. “Why does it take me telling him I have a boyfriend to respect that I’m not interested. Why would I want a boy like him, when I already have a man like you?”

Andy smiled, coming to the realisation that he had no reason to be jealous. Perhaps he couldn’t offer you his callow youth, but he did have maturity and experience, which would surely be much more valuable in a devoted relationship.

“You are a dream come true, you know that?” In response to this you scrunched your nose and smiled in a way that made Andy’s heart fill with pure adoration and devotion.

You truly were all he would ever need for the remainder of his life.

“You’re my dream come true too, Andy.” Standing on your tiptoes, arms sling around his neck, you placed a delicate kiss against his lips, neither of you paying any mind to his colleagues who could be watching on. “You’re everything I’ve ever dreamed of.”

Taking a beat to commit the moment to memory, Andy made a promise to himself that he would never take his second chance at love for granted.

“Let’s go home, handsome.” You suggested, tugging gently on his tie with that mischievous grin which always promised a sinfully pleasurable time. “I have plans for us that definitely don’t involve the rest of you colleagues.”

[beartitled]

The bear creatüre has a bachelor degree now

Yea I graduated uni today 🐻‍❄️🎓🎉

Feels weird tbh 💥

My brain did not register this information yet

Diploma comic reveal when? 👀

[moonlightdarlings]

helloooo! ive been seeing way more logan content on tumblr and my heart🥹, but do you think we can get a jealous logan imagine? doesnt matter if logan or reader is jealous, i just wanna stir the pot🙃 thank you!

a/n: i totally agree tbh😫 personally, couldn't even be mad at logan...have you seen his very pretty blue eyes? also this took me wayyy longer than i thought bc i got distracted on Pinterest and i rewrote this a few times😅

jealous | l.sargeant

logan doesn't do the whole cliche of being jealous over his lover...or at least he didn't think he would. as time passed and he watched you laugh at every. single. joke. that daniel made.

weren't you literally in the paddock for him? logan couldn't decide if he was mad at you or daniel, but either way, he was having none of it. he began making his way towards you and daniel, quickly telling his engineers that he had 'personal business' to take care of. it's true though, you were his girlfriend.

"oh hey, y/n, look it's your boyfriend!" daniel says cheerily, before realizing that it's his cue to leave, "ah...i'm needed elsewhere, but you have fun with your boyfriend."

logan turns to look at you, his eyes instantly softening upon seeing you smile at him. he pulled you to the side of the paddock, "why do you laugh so much with daniel?" each word in his question to you felt laced with sadness and confusion. something was different about your boyfriend...then it clicked, he was jealous.

you gasp, holding a hand to your heart, "are you jealous? oh my god, logan, don't be. daniel already has a girlfriend, you dumbass."

logan feels his heartbeat return to a normal pace and then mentally slaps himself for not remembering that daniel had a girlfriend. he takes your hand in his, and places a soft kiss on your forehead. he pulls you into his chest, wrapping his arms around you, "ah i'm sorry for being jealous love. it's just- i want you all to myself sometimes and you don't laugh as hard at my jokes."

"you're so cute. i think your jokes are good too, but daniel has better delivery." you smile up at him, your eyes crinkling as you ruffle his perfect hair.

logan is inclined to agree, but interjects, "i'm obviously more handsome though, and you love me so i think i win here."

a/n: am i happy with this? yes. do i love logan? also yes. i almost made this suggestive before i realized i don't write good suggestive things😭 the ending could be better...but we improve by writing :)

[fluffy-ami]

SIS HELLO AND CONGRATS ON 300+ FOLLOWERS!!

May I request lee!Kunikida or Ango? If not, just go for any bsd character you like most <3

Have a wonderful day/night! <3

.......you will get both 🫵🏻 (i love u), I'll just post them separately and tag you once I'm done with my little Ango doodle! Have this for now✨🌸

✨silly doodles silly doodles silly doodles✨ I am so normal about them I swear- (click for slightly better quality lol)

(Milestone ☁️ Top 5 Favourite Fandoms + Recently added) Requests are still open! 🌟

[banggyu0308]

soobin getting you to suck his dick / fuckig your face right after a concert 🤭🥵🥵 its just the adrenaline and your outfit and oh my god he needs his dick in you in some way or he'll explode (bonus points if the members know what you two are doing becauss soobin is not as sneaky as he thinks he is) — 🌸

kjqwhswuiq >///< soobin who comes off of the stage still elated, the cheers echoing in his ears as he takes his in-ear out and wipes his face with a rag handed to him by a staff member, each of them congratulating him and the others on their performance, looking around, wide-eyed and grinning when he catches sight of you, all dressed up in something he knows you knew he'd like, dress's neckline low and the slight fishnet tights are so tempting, he's holding the towel a little tighter in his hands.

he can't even help it, he's dragging you to an empty room backstage, lips on your neck because you look so, so pretty, he can't help it, needs to get his dick wet TT <3 having you suck his cock on your knees so he can have such a perfect view of your pretty tits, then ripping open your tights because he's just too needy, doesn't have time to handle these things properly, and shush, he'll buy you new ones, alright? you look better without them on anyways~~

and your pretty whines when he fucks into you, he's so tempted to cover your mouth, but he doesn't want to hide them, does he? it's okay if everyone else knows, they've all heard you before, it's nothing new..~

and then soobin who pulls out to cum all over your tits and your dress neckline, making a mess of it, don't worry he'll buy you another dress too, just couldn't help it :(( kisses to your neck when he helps you to the van, he'll make love to you later to make up for it <3

[planet-dusk]

ok so I'm curious about your thoughts on this who'd suit a crybaby reader 🤔

-🌸

i think you can make most things work for all members but the first who came to mind are:

minho & seungmin: chances are high you're crying because they've been edging you for a long time. they love it when you beg for cock. depending on their mood they'd go easy on you and give in, or degrade and tease you some more. either way you're in for a long ride...

"crying already, kitten? we're just getting started."

chan: he'd be a little worried at first, then proud at being the one causing you to cry from pleasure. there's no need to be shy about it; he'd praise you and make you tell him exactly how good his thick cock fills you up.

"don't hide your pretty face from me, love. show me how good i make you feel."

jeongin: innie would be a wildcard. he'd range anywhere from surprised-turned-cocky and eager to please to pushing your buttons to see what exactly turns you into a sobbing, begging mess.

"do my fingers feel good, baby? let's see how many you can take."

[gardenofgods]

49.  MUSE :  for one muse to model for the other’s art project (lunala!!)

a comprehensive list of scenarios | accepting!

Art - specifically paintings and other similar mediums - was something Lunala was always appreciative of, especially Alolan artists. They were always masters at capturing the essence of the region and the people that dwelt there. It was why when Lunala was approached by one of Alola’s well-know artists for the prospect of being a model for her latest project, she was stunned, but eager to participate.

There Lunala sat, letting Mina move her limbs every which way to get that perfect pose in order to seal her vision. It was fun, in the way that a new experience usually was, even if Lunala wasn’t doing anything beyond trying to hold the pose picked out for her.

“I’m a little bit nervous,” she admits. Another feeling that came with new experiences. “Am I allowed to talk to you while you paint? Or would that mess up what you’re trying to do? I know I’ll have to hold still - I just don’t want to impede your focus.”

[sluttywonwoo]

thinking about mingi hovering over you and just whining into your neck when he feels you without a condom for the first time, then gathering you up in his arms and fucking you into oblivion 💖

for today’s birthday boy

“i don’t know why i’m so nervous,” mingi says, smiling bashfully at you.

“we’re trying something new, it’s normal to be nervous.”

“i guess you’re right, it just feels weird because i’ve wanted this for so long… so i should be excited, right?”

“are you not excited?”

“no, i am! i mean, i just… it doesn’t-”

“babe, stop overthinking it. you’re going to freak yourself out and go soft.”

mingi makes an offended whining slash grunting sound and shakes his head at you. “i could never go soft as long as i’m in your presence.”

“so romantic,” you mutter, rolling your eyes. “are you good to keep going?”

he seems to snap out of it when you ask that, brushing his nerves off with a shake of his shoulders and a couple of deep breaths.

“i’m good. are you? are you ready?”

“so ready,” you affirm, spreading your legs wider for him. you were the one to suggest fucking raw for the first time and you’ve been wet ever since. you let him finger you and tongue-fuck you open but you were adamant about not cumming until he was inside of you. he usually gets you off a couple (or several if he had his way) times before you have sex but tonight is different.

mingi hoists your thighs up around his waist as he leans down and lines himself up. the initial stretch is always incredible but it feels even better with nothing in between you. you’re the closest you can possibly be to each other. just the thought of it makes you want to cum.

“oh fuck, give me a second,” mingi hisses out.

you give him many, allowing him to recover from what you assume to be the edge of an orgasm while you adjust to his size.

“how does it feel?”

you know he’s trying to concentrate but you can’t resist asking. you need to know. you need to know if it feels as good for him as it does for you.

“it feels,” his voice cracks, “it feels too good. i thought you felt perfect before and you do but this… oh my god, i can feel just how hot and wet you are. it’s… it’s— we’re never going back to condoms.”

“that good, huh?”

“are you kidding me?” he scoffs as he gives you slow, experimental thrusts. “we’re throwing them all away as soon as we’re done here.”

[sescoups]

hiiiiii josie 😊

awhile ago i sent the “is there anything you need?” ask and you did such a great job with the hip hop unit! could you do another unit? whichever one you feel like writing for right now 💐

final part coming right up! thank you for being patient 😅

hhu | performance

jihoon

jeonghan

joshua

seokmin

seungkwan

a/n: if you enjoyed this post, please remember to like and reblog! it helps me out a lot <3

[graceofgod777]

Grace I.. didn’t know you were on here.

Richard. I wish I could say the same about you. I shouldn't be surprised you're on here unfortunately.

[pink-amphibian]

You deserve to be used by a whole pack of daddy doms who pass you around their party and pump you full of hot cum until your tummy buldges

gosh anon, you read my mind!! I'd love to be used like a total pup to a bunch of daddy doms, all my holes used and abused until im totally bred and knocked up by em!

Do hope u send more..

[angelicribbons]

Hi! Could I sign off as 🌸? Also,,, forced Vox regression,,,, m,m,mrmf,,

Ofc ofc always!!! mmnnnphhh Vox<3 heres a lil treat (very soft Vox bc i feel soft hehe :33)

“Sit- sit… there we go, isn’t that nicer?” You carefully obeyed as Vox rewarded you with a kiss on your pacifier. “Sweet little thing as always..” You’d wanted to regress more, but it was getting harder so Vox took it upon himself. His left eye remained those lovely spirals you knew oh so well by this point. He snickered. “Awh! I’m so glad i did this. I could not miss that soft mindless face for anything in hell..my little baby doll.” Vox carefully ran his claws through your hair, as if you really were a fragile doll. You certainly weren’t. But oh weren’t you his? No matter what. His lovely sweet little doll.. “Gorgeous.” He whispered breathlessly in your ear. He softly chuckled. “There we are…” He mumbled softly as you curled up in the blankets on his lap. “Oh, aren’t you just the cutest little thing?” He smiled fondly, looking down at your blinking doe eyes. “I love you…” Vox put you in his arms and softly cradled you, relishing in the gentle closing of your eyes and a soft almost incoherent with how little you were, mumble of “Dada….”