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[milky-choccy]

PLEASE DO NOT SPAM LIKE MY POSTS WHOEVER YOU ARE I WILL GET SHADOW BANNED !!!!

@stellapuffs ! Instead maybe reblog it's better

[chrrygioss]

speaking of bondage, i feel like spidey!kazuha would, like the last anon said, tie you up with the "webs" (we'll call 'em cords) and he'd be rough with you. i think it'd be because you can't see his face — the little bit of anonymity he has left is preserved by his mask, so you won't know that it was him who fucked you so hard. of course it stings a little because he wants you to cry out his name, but that can wait.

cause with the mask, he'd be letting out any pent up lust that he's been holding back for god only knows how long... so the sex is so wet, so messy, and he's not holding back many noises of his own and i'm gonna fucking melt

[yup-thats-me]

"let's see kids who can hug mamma the first!" Your husband told or rather commanded your twin boys as the three came back from their grocery run.

Your two sons giggled as they ran towards the house and the thirty-something-old kid (your husband) too ran with them. The only visible difference being was that he was taller and was carrying three to four bags with him. He, same as his kids, had that stupid little smile on his face.

When the door barged in and her kids ran to your side, Y/n couldn't help the smile that made its way to her lips. Putting down the cup of coffee she was holding, she stumbled back a little by the force as the two little humans hugged their mother like their lives depended on it.

Smiling, Y/n was caressing her two boys lovingly. What she did not expect was to see her husband as well to join in on the group hug and forcibly make his way into the middle making the kids grumble in dissatisfaction.

"That's not fair, dad! we came first!" Your kids whined.

The man gave them a smug grin. "You think? You little seaweeds wouldn't be here if I did not come first, you know." He blew raspberries at the kids. "Also, did you not know your mother loves me the best?"

His comment earned him a smack on the head from his beloved wife. The man held his head in feigned hurt and looked at Y/n like she just betrayed him in the worst ways.

The boys laughed at their father but were quick to ask, "Do you really love Dad more than us, mama?"

Smiling she pecked the two on their cheek, and her husband too to make him stop pouting. "Well...it may be partially true."

It was the kids turn to look betrayed. "But mom!"

Y/n giggled. "I do love you boys. I love you two so much. How can I not when you are literally a part of me? I love you two." She caressed their cheek.

"But as much as it's true that you two are a part of me," she continued, "I wouldn't be able to have you with just myself. It is thanks to your father that I am given such a beautiful gift." she smiled, her eyes shining with a sadness that is not melancholic. It was the realization that her kids would someday leave her. Of course they would, they are bound to. And when they do, she'd be thankful to her husband who stayed.

Her husband smiled at her and gave his kids a nod. Upon the command, the three hugged Y/n out of the blue and greeted, "Happy mother's day momma!"

Y/n was brought back to the present, she smiled, a few tears pricking her eyes. "Thank you, boys," she kissed their cheek. "We have brought you some food as well! We'll go bring it!" The two got up and ran to the kitchen to bring whatever they brought as a gift for their mother.

In the meantime, Y/n's husband snaked a hand around her waist, pulling her close. "Thank you, baby, for being the mother of my children. Really, thank you." And this time, her husband was speaking from the bottom of his heart

[heartchoi]

tutor ㅡ c.sb

pairing: tutor!soobin x fem!reader

wc: 1.1k

warnings: dom!soobin, sub!reader, clothed sex, unprotected, creampie, slight overstim, dirty talk, cockwarming, pet names, dacryphilia, (Kind of) dumbification, a bit of possessive soobie at the end

(continuation of this blurb)

originally, soobin was supposed your english tutor.

however, you think that you’ve gone too far to consider soobin as just your tutor now. not after this.

it’s quite unclear how you’ve gotten yourself here; sitting on soobin’s lap while his huge cock rests inside you, filling you to the hilt. a discarded stack of books are pushed onto the side of your desk, a witness to the situation you’re both in.

soobin bounces his leg, laughing at the way you whimper, clamping your walls on his dick immediately. “please,” you gasp. “don’t tease, soobin- fuck!” you whine, soobin bouncing his leg again. “do you want me to fuck you?” he asks, mock sympathy in his voice.

“tell me, pretty girl.” soobin turns your head gently to face him, flashing a dimpled smile once you meet eyes. god, it’s hard to believe that this is the man whose huge cock is buried deep in your guts. “tell me, how badly do you need me?” he rolls his hips slightly, the tip of his cock pressing against a spot that had your eyes rolling back. “can’t speak? i haven’t even fucked you properly yet.”

soobin chuckles at the effect he has on you, a mess already and all he’s done is let you cockwarm him. “i’m sorry, baby.” he whispers. wet tears filled your eyes from desperation and the pleasure of just having his cock inside you. you’re only able to blink before the tears drop, and stream down your face in tiny wet streams.

soobin kisses the tears away gently, softly apologizing as he promises to fuck you like a proper man should.

soobin kisses the tears away gently, softly apologizing as he promises to fuck you like a proper man should.

carefully, soobin sets aside the stray pencils and pens that littered your desk, opting to put them in a ceramic pen holder nearby. he lifts you easily before setting you on the desk.

you’re finally allowed to get a good look at him as you face soobin, his cock throbbing inside your heat. hair messily framed his face, strands falling in between his eyes and nose while his dress shirt continues to cover his figure. a few buttons have been undone at the top, courtesy of your desire for him. his jeans and belt were barely halfway down his thighs, clear evidence that you both were too horny and impatient to undress fully.

damn. he looks nice.

soobin brings an arm under your thigh. lifting it slightly over his shoulder. his free hand reaches up to grab one of your boobs, kneading the flesh.

“are you ready for me? i won’t be gentle.” he says, eyes boring into yours. you gulp, nodding your head. a fresh wave of arousal wets his cock. soobin hums, pulling out until the blunt head rests in between your folds before plunging himself right back in. the powerful thrust rips a cry out of you, there was no way he wasn’t going to fuck you stupid by the time he was finished with you.

"ah, you're tight." soobin groans out, bucking his hips into yours. "might fuck you like this every time i see you. maybe you'd actually pay attention to your lessons, hm?"

the words barely registered in your head, already too cock drunk to think straight. "thats what you are, isn’t it? just a doll for me to fuck into place." soobin hums. you whine incoherently, agreeing to whatever he said despite the fact you don't know what the hell he's talking about.

the only thing on your mind is how fucking huge his dick is, gliding smoothly inside you and hitting all the right places.

soobin's husky voice continues to feed dirty thoughts into your ear, the raspy tone sending vibrations through your body. his hips barrel into yours repeatedly, the sound of skin slapping becoming louder and louder. strings of wetness connect the two of you, the fresh waves of slick from your pussy covering both your thighs.

a tight knot forms in your stomach. tears flow down your face again, the pleasure too much for your body and mind to handle. soobin grins as he presses his forehead against yours. "does it feel too good, baby?" he asks. "i know, my cock just feels so good, doesn't it?" soobin brings a thumb to your cheek, wiping away a single tear. "what do you want, pretty? use your words. i know you can do it." he stares straight into your eyes, never breaking the eye contact. the man wants nothing more but for you to tell him directly what you want, it seems.

"i..." you stutter. "i wan.. want to come. p-please." soobin flashes a toothy grin, an innocent face compared to the way he changes his pace inside you; rutting into you like it's the end of the world. "is that so? come on my cock then."

soobin delivers a few more thrusts, and your vision turns white from how strong your orgasm is. by the time you come to, theres an increased wetness between the two of you, soobin's thighs covered in your sweet nectar.

and yet, he's still fucking you.

the sensitivity makes you moan, telling him that it's "too much" and that you "can't handle it." soobin hushes you, pressing a finger to your lips. "wait for me." he says, sternly.

soobin's thrusts grow harsher and harsher as he nears his climax. theres no way he hasnt dug into your stomach at this point, you think. his movements become rougher as well, groping your tits and sucking hickeys on any fresh skin he can get his hands on. "you're mine now, baby. no one can fuck you as well as i can." he growls. the newly possessive nature of his makes you moan out his name.

"fuck, you're so hot. you don't know how long i've been waiting to do this. say my name again." he demands. "s- soobin!" you cry out for him. soobin's thrusts falter, becoming sloppier and sloppier as he lets out a loud, breathy moan into your ear. "good girl."

minutes feel like hours when he finally gasps, pushing himself inside of you as far as he can before he fills you. warm, white ropes of cum paint your insides, marking himself inside of you. soobin pants exhaustedly, pulling out his softened cock before flopping back into the chair behind him.

"fuck."

[fl3shm4id3n]

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[mym1na]

୨ৎ SKATER GIRL ─ HANNI PHAM.

— 001. RAN OVER, half written.

#FLASHBACK!

11:40 AM | 📍some sidewalk idk man

Hanni, on a random Friday, continued her routine. She got ready, left her house, and then skated to Minji’s house to hang out with the older girl.

Hanni was too busy enjoying the music that was playing on her headphones, letting her music and skateboard guide her through the path she takes almost every day, not paying any attention to her surroundings. So imagine the surprise she had when, the moment she gained consciousness, she suddenly noticed a figure that emerged from nowhere.

“What the fuck—” A sudden, panicked voice yelled out. Hanni's eyes bulged at the figure, skidding to a halt and nearly falling off her board after hearing the other faint voice. Hanni removed her headphones before looking over the girl to make sure she didn’t hit her in any way. “I’m so sorry!” Hanni says with a panicky and awkward stare.

“Did you almost kill me by running me over with a skateboard?” Yn’s brows furrowed with disbelief that she had almost died in a skateboard accident. Absolutely embarrassing.

“Well, I didn’t mean to,” Hanni replied, awkwardly grabbing her skateboard from the ground and sliding it under her arms to keep it still.

“And also, I doubt you would’ve died from it, so—uh.”

Yn frowned at this. “You don’t know that.” She says this while looking down at her watch.

“Shit. I’m late. Thanks for almost running me over; you made me even more late, gosh.” Yn says while moving away from Hanni, speed-walking past Hanni without any glance.

Hanni just watched the girl walk away, staring at her until she slowly disappeared from the distance.

“I should’ve asked for her number,” Hanni muttered to herself before blinking herself out of the trance she was stuck in. She shook her head before continuing the path she was on, on foot instead, just to make sure she wouldn’t almost run any more pretty girls.

12:05 PM | 📍Minji’s place (🏳️‍🌈)

“So, let me get this straight—” Minji paused to take a bite of the ice cream she was eating. “You almost did a hit-and-run on a skateboard; she was slightly rude, but yet you still wanted her number?” Minji said, trying to understand the situation properly and finding the whole thing silly in the best way possible. “What? I like them a little mean.” Hanni says with a huff, leaning into the chair she was sitting in as Minji snorts at the response she was given.

“Until they get too mean.”

“That’s why I said a little mean.” Hanni said.

Hanni let out a depressive sigh. “You think I’m going to see her again?”

Minji shrugged, putting her ice cream down beside her and pulling out her phone. “I don’t know; probably, apparently, we all meet someone twice.”

“I hope I meet her again.”

“That girl probably told you to kill yourself, and you’re over here like, 'awhhh, I miss this girl'; you don’t even know her.” Minji made fun of the girl for being in a lover girl era with someone who seems to not give a fuck.

“Okay and?? Don’t be jealous that a pretty girl looked in my direction.” Hanni rolled her eyes with a huff.

Minji snorted once more, now scrolling on her phone, probably wandering around in the jungle called the internet. Minji’s brow furrowed in curiosity as she stared down at her phone. “Haerin replied to a tweet.”

“Okay…?” Hanni questioned why Minji was telling her this, as, you know, everyone replies to something.

“To a girl who is complaining about almost getting run over by a skateboard.” Minji finished her sentence, and not even two seconds later, Hanni was by her side, looking at the girl’s phone.

“What.” Was all Hanni said before grabbing Minji’s phone out of her hands, quicker than the flash.

“Hey!”

“Shhh.” Hanni moved her hand towards Minji’s mouth, covering it so the girl could keep quiet.

Hanni stared at Haerin's reply. Going to the girl’s account and straight to the following so she can find her “hit and run” girl.

“Is that stalking?” Minji muffled from Hanni’s hand. Hanni quickly took her hand off Minji’s mouth to give her a quick slap on the head before landing her hand right back on Minji's mouth. Earning herself a small “ow” from the girl.

“No.”

“I’m gonna text her.”

Minji quickly removed Hanni’s hand from her mouth, snatching her phone back. “Text her on your phone, not mine, you stupid gay.”

Hanni let out an annoyed sigh before rushing to pull out her phone. Repeating the same steps as before, she stopped and thought to herself, Maybe it did seem like she was stalking if she just sent her a dm.

“I’m gonna text Haerin.”

“Why?”

“…I don’t want to look like I’m stalking.” Hanni sent Minji a glare, knowing the girl was going to take that as a win, like Hanni was admitting to stalking.

Minji went to open her mouth, but before she could, Hanni spoke before her.

“Shut up.”

“I didn’t say anything!” Minji acted shocked, throwing her hands up in the air as if she wasn’t going to do anything.

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[yeonhours]

🍒. Taehyun loves shopping ;)

Taehyun is the type of boyfriend who sits with you to see if you're 'fit is outifitting. He's gonna ask you to swish, give him a twirl to see if it looks good on you. Butttt... he's a secret perv! He takes pics of you in your shortest mini skirt while u show him how it looks on you !!

He's also the type of boyfriend who'd feel you up through your clothes, pushing your skirt up your ass to give it a squeeze "your ass looks so damn good in this, we're definitely getting this." "I'm gonna fucking cum in you while you wear this and you're gonna keep my cum inside, you get that baby?" while the whole time he's smiling innocently and whispering near your ear.

[strwbrryluvsick]

godddd i hate working and having a job. i wanna be a full time boywife let me out of this capitalist hell!!!!

[sapphirecherry]

- tum'ah | sam w.

[milky-choccy]

WOAH I LOVE UR ACC THEME SM ITS SO YUMMY‼️

AHH !! Tysm !! It still is kinda wip-ish(?) but tysm !! Your theme is adorable too 🫶

[chrrygioss]

and when i say that awkward barista/spidey!kazuha is a huge pervert, then what

[hibiscusbabyboy]

🍒 My Classic Coquette playlist 🍒

[heartchoi]

OKOK BUT IMAGINEE y/n & txt r having a trip and they make a rest stop. n everyone leaves to go inside the gas station convenience store except for y/n and yj, and bc y/n's so needy they end up doing it BUT what they dont know is that soobin was in the car the whole time 🤭

this would be kind of funny poor soobin

"we'll be back!" taehyun calls out. "text if you need a snack or something!" beomgyu adds, closing the door shut as the three youngest leave.

"mhmm!" yeonjun responds, his smile a bit too wide, eyes barely focusing. how could he? you've been palming him for what felt like forever. he doesn't know how they didn't notice, and if they did, he's damn lucky they didn't bring it up. he would’ve died right then and there.

but now, you have the whole car to yourselves, and there should be enough time to relieve yourselves, right?…

soobin barely notices the car rocking, his drowsy eyes blearily opening in the back seats. he’s laying down in the very back of the car, god bless the fact taehyun rented a huge suv. then he feels the way the car is moving slightly, but not enough for them to still be driving. his brain is too fuzzy with sleep to really understand what’s happening, until—

“f-fuck, jjunie, please, too fast!” you whine, hands stabilizing themselves on the tinted windows, breath fogging it up as yeonjun’s cock ruins you from behind. yeonjun doesn’t reply to you, simply gripping your hips harder and ramming into you slightly faster.

fuck. soobin wants to dissolve into the seats beneath him. he really does. hell, he doesn’t even know where they are, but now he’s stuck in a car with you two fucking, and he’s damn sure the other three aren’t there because they most definitely are not voyeurs.

the worst part is, he can feel his dick twitching in his pants.

“fucking slut. had to tease me until we got to rest stop, huh? practically begging me for you to take you right there, huh?” yeonjun hissed, his pace unrelenting. you struggle to reply, you haven’t been fucked this good in a while. there’s nothing you can do but clench down on his cock, tightening your walls as he groans loudly.

soobin peeks his eyes through the gaps in between the row of seats, catching a glimpse of the way both of your bodies connect, wet cock slamming into your hole, slight bruises forming on your hips from how hard he’s holding you. you both barely even decided to take off your clothes, your shirt riding up to expose your chest while yeonjun has his pants at his thighs. soobin has to stuff his fingers into his mouth to keep himself from making noises, his cheeks reddening from just how hot he finds this. maybe he’s the voyeur, holy fuck.

slowly, his free hand slinks down to unzip his jeans, pulling down his boxers to reveal his cock slightly, his tip just beginning to drip precum as he strokes himself to the sight. you both just look too good, he can never watch regular porn after this.

the sounds of skin slapping and wetness fill the car, and the three of you won’t last long, it seems.

bonus:

“we’re back!” kai cheers. his hands are full of plastic bags full of snacks, beomgyu and taehyun holding cold slushies right behind him.

both you and yeonjun greet the three, beads of sweat lightly beading the top of your foreheads and a little out of breath.

“is soobin still asleep?” beomgyu inquires, looking into the back row. yeonjun stills visibly, beginning to turn pale. “he’s probably dead asleep, that giant.” taehyun jokes, seeing as his form is wrapped up in a blanket, facing away from everyone else, eyes closed.

truly, he’s just recovering from his orgasm and hiding the way he has nut all over his pants and stomach. but he’s also thinking about whether or not if he should bring up what just happened to you guys, and if you’re willing, if he could join.

[fl3shm4id3n]

Me when I get told that Jake Sully isn't real or that he'll die in the next coming movies:

[mym1na]

୨ৎ SKATER GIRL ─ HANNI PHAM.

— 004. XXX STREET, WRITTEN.

3:00 PM / 📍 xxx street ⁉️

Hanni immediately walked onto the porch of what seemed like Beomgyu’s house. She quickly moved her hand to knock on the door, waiting for anyone to answer. Hanni hoped the boy she was looking for would answer. She stood there for a couple of minutes, in silence. She reached up to know again, but before she could hit the door, she heard quick footsteps that rushed to open the door.

The door swung open as Hanni's hand was halfway knocking, nearly hitting the person who opened the door. “I’m sorry!” She rushed out and immediately put her hands to her sides before looking at whoever opened the door.

Hanni’s expression dropped, only for her to realize who it was.

Yn. 

“Hanni?” Yn asked, staring at the girl with a confused face. She wondered why the girl was standing in front of her door.

“Uh—” Hanni stared at the girl for a moment, stuck in place, before snapping out of the trance. Yn seemed to put her in again.

“Um, Haerin told me this is where Beom lives; I might’ve gotten confused with the houses or something,” Hanni explained as she looked around, trying to figure out if it was the right house or not, and if it was, why was Yn at his house?

“He does, but he is not home,” Yn says, making Hanni's head snap towards her. Yn saw the gears turning in Hanni's head, already knowing what the girl was thinking.

“Ew, I see your thoughts; he’s my brother,” Yn explained without Hanni asking.

Hanni let out a breath she didn’t even know she was holding. "Wait, he’s your brother?” Hanni questioned.

“Unfortunately,” Yn replied sarcastically, not meaning it since she did kind of love her brother.

“Oh.” That was all Hanni said.

She was going to murder Choi Beomgyu. Why? For one, stealing her skateboard, and for two, never introducing her to his sister, who was, by the way, the prettiest girl she has ever seen. "Anyways, why are you here?” Yn spoke, breaking Hanni out of her thoughts.

“Oh, Beomgyu stole my skateboard, and I thought he would run back home with it.” Hanni quickly gave the girl a rundown of what happened. Only to realize that Beomgyu had her skateboard, and she didn’t even know where he was.

“Oh, I can get him home if you want.” Yn said, moving the door wider so Hanni could come in, “You can wait here for him to come.”

Hanni nodded her head awkwardly, muttering a small “thank you” to Yn before walking into the home.

“I’ll be back; I’m going to go get my phone,” Yn says before quickly walking upstairs to her room.

Hanni stood quiet, looking around the home of the Choi's, taking in every single detail in sight, from the pictures of the siblings on the walls to the random handmade mini figures laid out on a shelf near the living room TV. She subconsciously moved closer to the figures, admiring the work of whoever she could assume was Yn. How did she know it could be from the girl—stalking the girl’s account? Duh.

She heard footsteps from the stairs, making her turn in the direction of Yn. “I texted him that the microwave exploded again.”

Hanni's brows furrowed at the word ‘again’, “Again?” She asked, as confused as her facial expression was.

“Oh, yeah. Beomgyu did something to make the microwave explode once; I still don’t know how he managed to do it.”

Hanni snorted at the thought of Beomgyu doing that, finding it funny how that just made sense for the boy to do. 

“He’s so stupid,” Hanni says with a light laugh.

“He is,” Yn said with a disappointed look, shaking her head with her hands on her hips as if she were a disappointed mother.

After a couple of minutes of waiting, the front door swung open, making Hanni perk up. “I’m home! And I brought a new microwave!” Beomgyu's voice echoed throughout the house as he walked closer into the house.

Beomgyu's brows furrowed at the silence. He walked farther in the hallway, close to where the girls were in the living room. "Oh, my god. What if she was dead? What if the microwave got to her?” Beomgyu mumbled to himself, loud enough for the girls to hear in the other room, making the pair turn to each other, holding back a laugh that’s begging to spill out.

“Yn!” Beomgyu yelled out, now walking into the living room where the two girls stood.

Beomgyu looked between them, microwave in hand, now realizing why Yn called him home.

She set him up.

“You set me up?” Beomgyu asked. Acting as if his sister had set him up for something horrible. Which wasn't; he’s just dramatic.

“You stole her skateboard.” Yn speaks as she walks up to the boy, slapping his neck.

“Hey!”

“Hi!” Yn replied, giving the boy another slap. Beomgyu let out a sigh, rubbing his neck to ease the pain.

“Stop hitting me! I’m older!” Beomgyu complained.

“Older and stupid. Give her skateboard back.” Yn told him, pointing to Hanni, who was trying to hold back a laugh from Yn slapping Beom. Beomgyu scowled at Hanni, noticing that she was laughing at the situation.

Hanni noticed this and shrugged, “What? You took my board.”

“But you took my Bob!”

Hanni rolled her eyes with a snort. “And what? I look better in it.” Hanni teased the boy while gesturing to her head. She still had the wig on, and she was right. She did look into it.

Beomgyu rolled his eyes before turning to his sister and saying, “Kick her out before I snatch that thing off her head.” Beomgyu walked away with the microwave in hand.

“Where is her board?” Yn yelled out to the boy. He turned around quickly, pointing to the front door with his body before facing away from his sister to place the microwave on a counter.

Yn shook her head with a smile at Beomgyu’s dramatic exit before turning towards Hanni. “Well, you can steal your board back.”

“Thank you.” Hanni gave Yn an awkward smile before walking towards the door and grapping her skateboard.

“Uh, I’ll go now, thanks.” It was almost like a fuse switch, Hanni immediately going from slightly normal to her normal awkward self, who can just barely talk to pretty girls.

Yn noticed the sudden switch, finding it entertaining more than anything. “So you’re back to being awkward?”

Hanni scratched her hand awkwardly and said, “Yeah, I guess so.” She replied.

“But thanks for letting me wait here.”

“Yeah, no problem.” Yn said with the tiniest that Hannni could not see since she was too buddy, avoiding Yn’s face. "Try not to run over people with your board or lose it to some idiot.”

“Hey! I heard that!” Beomgyu’s voice echoed from the other room.

“Good!” Yn yelled back at him.

Hanni smiled at the interaction, “I’ll try not to. Especially lose it to some idiot.”

“Guys, What the fuck, I’m literally in the other room!” Beomgyu once again yelled from the kitchen with annoyance.

“Shut up, bob boy,” Yn said.

And with that, Hanni slowly moved to the house door. Sending a quick wave before walking out of the house. Almost immediately regretting it.

“I was in the same house as her, and I didn't ask her for a number... again.” Hanni sighed at her stupidity and wasted the opportunity to ask for the girl's number again.

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[yeonhours]

🍒. soobin's pillow </3

soobins favourite position to sleep is probably to have his lips suckling one your nipples while his face is smooched against your tits, your hands gently playing with the hair in the nape of his neck, your legs intertwined with each other. Best believe he wakes up with his mouth on your tits.

back to entrance.🍒