#💬 anon

[axxa-the-allikatt]

Soooooo I finally got some free time 😃✊ here’s your order of bllk characters with their short s/o with a side of some suggestive interactions 🤌. I’m making it a short series since I probably can’t finish so many characters in one sitting, so tell me if there is anyone specific you’re looking for. I’m gonna start off with my favourites, humour me.

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1. Size doesn’t matter. I mean your height- your height doesn’t matter.

-Isagi definitely, but also anyone else who might fit this category like Bachira, Kunigami and maybe Niko + Any character from other shows that you think might fit, ignoring the mention of the bllk program <3

The first time you encountered him, the two of you were around only 11 years of age. You had been walking by the park, back home after school, when a ball had come flying at your face, knocking you squarely in the jaw. You had two broken teeth because of this, and the boy who had kicked the ball, our little sweetheart, had insisted on taking you to his home, bawling his eyes out all the way for no good reason, while you intermittently spat what blood was spilling from your gums, freaked out by the little crybaby.

Once all that confusion and worry had passed by, your parents had been given his address so that they could come pick you up.

And that was how you’d snatched a place in his life. That and the fact that once you had managed to get your hands on his address, you would randomly drop by his house on your way home, uninvited, scare the living daylight’s out of him, gratefully accept what titbits his mother would humorously provide you with, give his father a salute on your way out and never bring up the visit again.

Over the next three years, the two of you had gained a reputation as a pair, and it was a well known fact that wherever one of you were, the other was bound to be close by. So much so that your school teachers often questioned one of you when the other was absent to class.

You had grown fond of the silly boy you had met by chance and had often made him extremely flustered with your quite direct flirting conquests, while he hid behind his hands like maiden.

This was quite hilarious to due to the fact that over the years you had remained a short, skinny kid, where as the other boy had out grown you and was now both taller and more muscular due to his football training.

Your friendship came to an abrupt pause as you were to move across the world for your father’s job, with only a week’s notice to make the most of your time with the other boy.

In a moment of childish desperation, the boy had confessed to you asked you out on a date which earned him a good thwack on the head. For what joy was he asking when you were moving half way across the world in a few days and were going to return god knows when. But you had agreed nonetheless, admitting that you liked him too and that you wanted to make the most of your time with him. Ah. Young love.

Four years passed as you lived your life abroad, finishing high school, making new friends, having fun, not growing any taller, but most importantly, you had kept yourself up to date on the events happening in blue lock. Since when did your silly boy get so… egotistical? It was concerningly endearing.

Finally, you received news that you would be moving back to Japan, back into your old house, by yourself, to pursue your studies in psychology and you desperately hoped that he hadn’t moved in that time. The Blue lock program had ended a year ago, and he might have been selected for a team somewhere across the world.

Your fears dissolved into confusion then disbelief as you were met with the sight of the same boy waiting for you at the airport, with a stupid grin on his face, which was doing nothing to hide how obviously he was trying not to cry like the way you used to tease him about.

The second he laid his eyes on you he broke into a sprint, crashing into you as you tumbled over the luggage, putting your arms around him and spinning him around, bursting into laughter as his feet dragged around behind him. He had annoyingly gotten taller.

The two of you had somehow managed to get to his car before you gently pushed him against the door, crashing your lips onto his as he slid down against the door, lowering himself to your height.

Like I said, height doesn’t matter in your relationship. He’s more than eager to kneel to you. You’re the boyfriend.

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Next up- the boys who think that since they’re taller, they’re the man in the relationship. They get put in their place 🪭. I’ll post it by next week. Probably.

[ask-alfons]

What is the weirdest thing, where Elbert asked if it's beautiful? Was it a pebble? Or something else?

“ oh, it seems the pebble story has made its rounds. well, it was bound to happen. word spreads like wildfire sometimes.

other than that, he has once asked whether roger’s glasses were beautiful.

i thought his sense for beauty was truly a step away from oblivion, but it turns out he was joking. so in the end, maybe it was me who underestimated him? ” ⌗🪞

[joocomics]

THEIR HANDS IN THE NEW POST? (IN TWT)

ALL OF THEM

I NEED ALL OF THEM PLS

AND JOOYEONS FACIAL EXPRESSIONS???? I FAINTED

-✌

(Also, might change my anon emojji to 💬 if it's okay?)

anon, i’m so sensitive when it comes to hands pls 🙈 (of course! 💬 is all yours ~)

thinking about in what way & situation each one of them would sneak their fingers into your mouth can cause me lose my sanity tbh but let’s do it

gunil would love repressing your loud moans with his hands. he’d cover your mouth with his palm when giving it to you from behind, shushing you, but the truth is he just finds the whole thing really really hot. it makes your sounds come out even more desperate and arousing. he’d use his fingers to silence you too, but not only for that - he’d make you prove to him how much you want his cock by sucking on them; he’d make you show him exactly how you’d eat it while touching himself through his pants

junhan… you all know what’s up. he loves when his hands receive attention, so they would often roam all over your face while you make out & fuck. besides cupping your cheeks, feeling the texture of your lips between long sloppy kisses, he’d be often sneaking into your mouth with his slim painted fingers. he’d love the warmth, the thrill that makes him anticipate your deep throat even more, and the way you drool down his rings. he’d be especially obsessed with gathering your spit and using it to jerk off

jiseok would press on your tongue after you open your mouth when he’s about to cum. he loves watching how pretty and dirty you look with your tongue sticking out - so thirsty for his taste - the view inevitably makes him want to feel it before he sprays your face

jungsu would rub your lips with his thumb while fucking you missionary style. especially if you’re wearing lipstick. he’d kiss you with tongue, then caress your soft lips, smearing the color while you’re softly moaning from his thrusts. at one point he’d push it into your mouth, and the way you’d immediately close it around his finger would make him go feral. bite it a little and watch how his hips immediately react

jooyeon would slide his thumb between your lips and would love to see how you suck on it while you ride him - your scrunched lips, the way you bob your head as if it’s his cock, he loves that shit! it looks erotic and if you moan it would send chills down his spine

seungmin would tell you to open your mouth and caress your tongue before moving his fingers under your panties. sometimes he’d leave them between your lips for longer watching you play with them, sometimes he’d be too horny and impatient. the simple fact that he uses your own spit to prep you before fingering you would be enough to make him leak with precum every time. he’d be addicted to letting you taste yourself afterwards

[mugs-n-cans]

Since you guys rated the non-anons how would you rate the reoccurring anons??

(🖍️, 🦎, etc)

Scout: Hmmm well, 🖍️ is obviously freakin’ 10! There’s no doubt about that. Other 10’s would be…🌹, 🥫, ☢️, 🦈, 🪣, 💬, 🦎, and 🎵…I mean ☢️ anon did sorta play with my life and radiate me so much that I freakin’ glowed but they haven’t wronged us yet!

Sniper: Reckon ⚡️, 💰 and 🤡 are a bit on thin ice for the stunts they’ve pulled. But er…they aren’t too bad. Wouldn’t knock ‘em down a peg for it. Couple’a larrikins.

Scout: Ya think we’re bein’ too nice? We just rated ‘em all 10…

Sniper: …Er, well, maybe. 💰 anon did almost blow ya up…

Scout: Yeah…but then I got a radio health pack thingy! I freakin’ LOVE health packs. It’s super useful! Now Medic won’t get all ticked off when I take health! Also, ⚡️ anon totally freaked me out with that…curse…

Sniper: Yeh, let’s not think about that.

[the-whispers-of-death]

Python with a Naga reader?

Maybe he gets lost in a jungle and finds a very long, sleepy(and muscular) Naga man

-💬

Python was lost and with no way to contact the 141, he knew that very clearly. They had all been separated when a mission went awry, all of them forced to run off in separate directions. His radio was useless, only thing he could hear when he tried it was static, his map was nowhere to be found.

All he had was his sidearm and his medical bag.

But at least he wasn't lost in a forest, because then he'd have to worry about bears and he was terrified of bears.

So he trudged on, knowing his situation definitely could be worse. As he was walking, he tripped over something long and large.

He fell onto the jungle floor, grunting loudly as he hit the ground. He managed to push himself up onto his hands and knees, turning around to see what he had tripped over.

"Holy shit," he murmured, his eyes widening underneath his black balaclava and mask. He was staring at a sleeping Naga, a real-life Naga.

He had heard countless of myths about the divine beings but to see one with his own eyes? Well, he surely must be fucked, considering he tripped on a Naga.

His panic increased when he saw you waking up and he scrambled to be out of reach. "Shit, I'm so sorry. I was walking, I didn't see you, and I tripped," he blurted out. "I'm so sorry, please don't kill me!"

You rubbed your head, blinking your bleary eyes open wide to chase away the sleepiness. You managed a small, warm smile. "It's okay, accidents happen."

"You... You're not mad?" He asked, his suspicions rising on instinct.

"I'm not mad, though you do seem lost," you said, unfurling and slithering upwards until you were fully upright.

Python nodded, his eyes on you. He couldn't believe you were real, and hot. "Yeah, I'm lost."

Your forked tongue flicked out, smelling for any predators nearby. When you were sure there were no predators, you said, "I'll take you to my cave, since the sun is setting. It's better than you roaming around all night, not knowing where to go. I also have some maps you can use."

"Okay."

Python was wary of you, of course he was. But he also didn't like his chances if he decided to fight you or run. So he settled for following after you, watching you slither to the direction of your cave.

Yeah, the 141 definitely weren't going to believe this when he reunited with them.

[wandanatsgf]

Hi there! I've been reading your work for awhile now it's all so good grahh and I really love wanda smm, if it's okay with you or you're comfortable with it, could you do like fem reader in bed sleeping and like wanda has somnophilia? Thanks! (Or just a fluff fic, no worries if you don't want to write it!)

💬anon

thank you I’m so glad you like my work!!! Also I’ve been wanting to write a somno Wanda fic for a while so I’m super excited to get this request. I’ll work on it asap!!!

[profiction-edits]

🏳️‍🌈

- 💬

Hands you a trans man.

[sebastian-z-13]

don't those bags normally leak though?? mine always have some sorta hole in them

— 💬 (HAHAJJA I WILL PROUDLY TAKE THAT JOB STEALER FIEND TITLE TYVM, GOOBER ANON)

i mean, this one didnt?

so not always I guess.

[ipegchangbin]

doggystyling sub! skz...

thats it 🤗.

💗 fucking skz doggystyle

🏷️ sub!skz, dom!reader, reader has a cock.

— bang chan

he shies away, one hand covering his asshole, one hand on his face. chan isn’t used to this, not yet, but he should be. he cleaned himself well, so well in fact that once you enter him, your cock slips right inside. 

but the pain sparks within chan. it’s a pain so slight that he takes pleasure from it, the first he’s ever felt, and he lets you take that virginity from him.

you coo and ask for reassurance with the sweetest curl in your tone, a stark contrast with the way you roughly manhandle his wide hips. chan doesn’t say anything, so you pat his ass and watch it jiggle. you ask again, voice much slower, words much clearer: chan finally nods and lets you violate him.

it’s so excruciatingly slow at first. you wiggle your hips to let your cock slide further in, then further out. the lube drips in then pushes back out with every clench of his ass. he almost wants to trap your cock inside, but every single time he tightens, you stretch him further with an unforgiving force.

he groans so loud. he moans your name and grows more and more delirious by the minute.

who can blame him when you’re so rough yet sweet with it. you pull your cock back then shove it in, never giving him the chance to rest: though you talk him through it, whispering praises, telling him “you’re doing so well,” letting him know that he’s taking every inch of you with so much love. it almost feels like he isn’t being drilled into.

he starts bouncing his fat asscheeks against his own will, letting his body move while his mind chips away from the pleasure. they say it’s rare to enjoy anal for the first time, but chan is instantly hooked on it, your cock, and you.

he can’t stop it. he’s instantly addicted, and he wants to do this forever.

— minho

it’s in. it’s all the way in, and yet, you barely move at all. minho wiggles his pretty ass to adjust to the length, but after another second passes and you simply kneel there, he whimpers ever so softly.

“i can’t always be doing all the work.” you pretend to yawn, secretly relishing in the betrayed look on his face.

minho takes a heavy breath before he attempts to move. the feeling of being full is an obsession he’s never willing to admit, but he loves the pain that comes along with being filled over and over. he tries his best not to let his hazy mind stop him as he wiggles his ass again.

“is that all you got?” you tease.

all he does is snarl, not at you, but to himself. the frustration starts settling in since he has to work for his own orgasm despite being on his hands and knees.

reluctantly, minho pulls away, feeling the significant absence in his ass before slamming his ass back against yours. he shivers at his own actions. biting his lip, he refuses to let any sinful noises out, but you notice and disallow him.

you tease his mouth open with your thumb. “just keep going like that.” at your words, he repeats his movements, pulling back and then slamming his ass right on your cock. “atta boy.”

his cock hardens so quick until he isn’t aware of his own precum spilling between his thick thighs. he simply picks up his pace, rocking his body back and forth until he’s fully fucking himself on you. he can hear his own wet sounds and he gets shy, letting his sweaty bangs cover his eyes, refusing to even look at his own work. 

you laugh and spank his ass once, holding it firmly in place after. minho whines, almost falling over.

“my turn?” you ask. he nods with a moan and allows you to ravish his hole as much as you want.

— changbin

ass right in front of your face, hole licked fresh with your spit dripping all the way down to his balls, changbin shivers as he waits for you to take him from behind. he watches the mirror in anticipation, seeing your reflection pump your cock between his spanked-red asscheeks just for a little tease.

he refuses to say anything. he simply waits. he trembles, but he waits, listening to you giggle in amusement.

“good boys can take it, right?” you ask, and changbin nods in response. he pushes his curly bangs away from his face just to see your reflection better in the mirror. then you grab his full hips, both pliable fat and toned muscle jiggling under your hands, making you all the more excited.

you slam your hips onto changbin’s, greeting his hole with a violent entrance. he lets out a loud whine, struggling to hold himself up as his back arches towards you.

changbin allows himself to feel the pleasure, staring right into the mirror as a smirk forms across your face. he can’t help his own high pitched and lovely whimpers as he listens to the slick in his hole coating your cock.

your hips don’t stop going forward, your cock sinking deeper and deeper into him, shocking him as he takes your tip, the middle of your shaft, all the way to the base; you see his widened eyes and hung jaw as voices of pleasure fill the room.

“bin.” you bring a hand to hold him by his chin, forcing him to stare at you through the mirror. “say thank you.”

changbin doesn’t hesitate. “thank you, th-thank you so much,” his sweet voice falters as you pull back, only to slam your cock into him once again, and again, and again, and again.

his cock chubs up fast, full balls moving along with his beautiful body as he rocks back and forth with each thrust. he doesn’t stop whining and saying “thank you” like the good boy you trained him to be.

he holds onto the mirror tightly for balance. every thrust punches a whine out of him. he almost can’t control himself anymore, brain blanking by the second, and he can’t thank you enough for it.

— hyunjin

hyunjin’s usually a princess. he’s so pretty with it, getting everything he wants and wishes from you. when it’s your turn to want his ass, he’s nervous at first, but he complies anyway.

he hesitates. his body stiffens. he’s incredibly tensed up while flipped on his knees and palms. 

“relax love,” you say, kissing the skin between his ears and neck. like soothing a kitten, you scratch the nape of his neck. he purrs, feeling much more comfortable under your hands.

you ease him with soothing circles around his shoulders and massages by his hips. he moans silently, lovingly sweet voice slowly turning into sharp groans as he feels it enter him.

the girth of your cock feels like hell inside his plush walls but the velvet texture sends you to heaven. you don’t stop shushing his moans, calming him by running your fingers all around his sensitive skin. hyunjin loves it, adjusting well to your length as you don’t stop singing him praises, worshipping his princess body.

you spend a while fucking him close, bodies inching closer and then away, arching backs to connect sweat and heat. his own cock grows hard as you pump it along with your strokes in his ass. you pepper him in kisses, sniff his hair, pamper him with compliments. 

with every word and sweet act of affection, he melts more and more under you. 

that is, until he stiffens again. this time, he doesn’t seem hesitant, instead drowned deep in pleasure yet something holds him back. it concerns you slightly. 

you hold him by the chin and kiss the side of his lips, prompting him to speak.

“please, fuck me harder,” he pants, and he smiles when you immediately comply with a loving thrust of your hips.

— han

the moment he’s flipped over, he knows he’s doomed. he could crawl away, clutch the headboard for safety, or even kick you — he’s scared, but he does none of that. han complies obediently to your rough commands, dropping his palms down onto the mattress. 

you pay him no mercy, grabbing his waist with nails dug into his skin, scratching him lightly as you pull him towards you. it punches a delicious yelp out of his throat in the process.

only a few grunts from you serve as a warning before you shove yourself into jisung.

your cock forces him open. his entire body trembles. he grabs fistfuls of the sheets beneath him to ground himself, but the deeper you go in his ass, the blurrier his mind gets. and just as soon as he thinks he can’t take any more, you thrust up violently to push his limit.

“fuck! no, i can’t—” he lies. he knows he can take it. “you’re so big!”

“oh really?” you smirk and spank his asscheeks. the skin stings a pinkish red before you squish it with your fingers. 

the subsequent pull back leaves his ass gaping. you pull all the way until he’s empty, giving him one full second to breathe, only to immediately thrust into him again. this time, you don’t still in place, you don’t hug jisung’s waist. your hands simply clamp themselves onto his asscheeks as you drill mercilessly into him. you don’t care for pacing.

his ass clenches deliciously and you can feel every nerve in his system pop. he’s drooling, dazed, almost completely zoned out from the pleasure. every time you pull out, his ass gapes before being stretched even more. jisung feels less and less pain, the addiction to your cock washing over him as he keeps his ass up against your hips.

— felix

he can’t see a thing.

blindfolded, felix waits anxiously as the sounds of your shuffling and the click of a bottle opening pass by his ears. your hums tickle his eardrums in the same way your fingers tease his entrance, the cold lube greeting his lower half with full chills. the blush on his cheeks, just below the blindfold, glows redder.

something prods lightly at his entrance. “it’s just my finger,” you clarify, poking it around his asshole. felix pants, readying himself for just a little bit of a stretch.

then, he feels it enter.

it almost immediately widens his ass not even an inch in. it doesn’t feel like just one finger. it feels like two, no, three — around three inches deep, his hole is already spread out. whatever it is, it almost hurts, stretching him so much that his rim tries not to clench. felix resists complaining despite his confusion, instead moaning your name desperately.

“oh, i’m sorry,” he feels your words right against his back. “i got a little too excited.”

he feels gentle sparks across the skin of his back all the way down to his behind. light scratches from your fingernails trace every contour of his lean body, poking every beauty mark, massaging every inch of him until they settle on the sides of his petite waist.

you still in place for a while, kissing the backs of his ears and neck. then, when he least expects it, you push your hips further into his limit. he chokes on a moan, only to whine over and over as you swiftly pull back, only to push your hips until your cock is all the way back inside him.

he can’t see where you connect but he listens to the sinful sounds of skin slapping against skin. he feels his hole ache as it stretches and clenches at your length. weirdly enough, he doesn’t mind being deceived.

— seungmin

he’s far too excited. he doesn’t dread this one bit. seungmin has nothing to worry about except for one thing: it makes him cum too fast.

he won’t admit that though, not even while his dick is up, red, and throbbing harshly as you’re pounding into him. he loves the pace, loves it too much: so much that he begs constantly to go harder and faster.

you tease him sometimes, going slower instead, only to laugh and continue. something about the way you play with him gets him going, feeling less like he has something up his ass. he feels every inch of your cock prodding at his walls and making him feel endless ecstasy. 

and dear god does it make him want to cum.

eventually, his pleasure turns into slight pain as he refrains from cumming, holding his dick — not to pump it, but to deny himself the release. you take notice and ask him if he needs any help, but he doesn’t hear you the first time.

you grab ahold of his handsome short hair to get his attention.

“hey. need a hand or are you gonna hold it in?” you don’t hold his cock, but you hold his wrist. you don’t care that it’s dangerously close to his length. “come on minnie, you’ve come so far.”

he closes his eyes and refuses to act like you’re even there. if he acknowledges it, he’ll explode, so he keeps his cock caged in his palm while your ass fucks him to high heaven. 

seungmin feels his orgasm closing in, the familiar heat building in his core while you ram your length in and out of his ass. his precum leaks on the sheets, making a mess as his petite ass jiggles from your sheer force.

“you won’t cum until i do,” you tease, “i’ll go so deep inside your ass. so deep that you’ll cum so hard.”

and he doesn’t intent to finish early from your words, but unfortunately, he squirts on the sheets when you’ve barely even finished.

— jeongin

drunk on the feeling, jeongin holds onto the wall he’s pinned against. his legs shake like that of a trembling deer, unable to keep himself up from your unforgiving thrusts. he moans endlessly. he clutches onto the rough texture of the wall in pure desperation to ground himself.

“my innie. oh how sweet you look.”

something ignites in jeongin as he enjoys more and more of your cock. you drive your length further into him, ruining him relentlessly as his legs fail to support him. 

his knee gives out slightly, but you catch him just in time before he falls.

“can’t take any more?”

jeongin wordlessly shakes his head yes, but he really means that he still handle the pounding. you know it isn’t a lie, you know he handles you so well in the same way you’re literally holding him up.

not another second passes and you take his hint, holding his waist and arching his body forward so he can hold himself better. he almost becomes pliant in your arms, and you’re still deep inside his ass. the friction and the shifting of your bodies makes him whimper in your hold, feeling all of it inside him. once adjusted, you give him a reassuring pat on his asscheek. 

with the altered position, you can dig deeper into his hole, hitting his sweetest spot over and over. 

the ecstasy worsens as you hit him deeper and deeper, your own sounds of pleasure furthering jeongin into a drunken and dazed out state. 

he holds on for dear life, tearing up, with one hand reaching back for you. you intertwine your fingers between his with a smile. 

[axxa-the-allikatt]

Can you please write a Chigiri x malereader! Where they are living in the same dorm. Btw I love your storiesss!

I’m sorry it took so long 😭😭 I wasn’t well. Here’s your request 😃.

Male reader X Roommate Chigiri

Imagine,

Roommate Chigiri, who you first met after Reo had nearly burnt his, Nagi’s, and your’s shared room and you’d been forced to move into the juniors’ rooms which housed only two people. (As mad as you were at them, you didn’t want to separate the two totally not lovebirds).

Roommate Chigiri, who had introduced himself, assured you that he was not a female, and had given you a not so subtle once-over, before disappearing into his room.

Roommate Chigiri, who you barely saw the first few days, but eventually started seeing more of, once you two had come into a sort of daily routine.

Roommate Chigiri, who did the dishes and the laundry, while you were in charge of the cooking and cleaning.

Roommate Chigiri, who you would catch yourself checking out, when you guys would order some takeout and he would giggle at some stupid romcom that he liked to watch while eating the food.

Roommate Chigiri, who you did or did not have a thing for, asking you if you would like to go to a weekend party with him, not knowing you were a bit of a light weight.

Roommate Chigiri, who soon enough finds out about it, when he finds you drunk not half way through the party and has to drag you into an uber, pulling you along the stairs until you reach your room.

Roommate Chigiri, who you somehow manage to convince to do his face care routine on, and rolls his eyes when you ask him if he’s too shy to do it.

Roommate Chigiri, who drags you to his room and starts the routine, and blushes lightly when you point out that his hand is shaking slightly, but blames it on the drinks at the party, which you both knew he’d never had.

Roommate Chigiri, who doesn’t put up much of a fight, despite his later denial, when you grab him by the hand that is applying some sort of moisturiser on your face, pressing it against his dressing table as you, still drunkenly, crash your lips on his.

Roommate Chigiri, who turns a pretty shade of pink, almost similar to his hair, forgetting all about the routine, when you slip a hand inside his shirt, pressing your palm against the smooth skin of his torso, as you leave soft bites from behind his ear to his shoulder.

Roommate Chigiri, who almost kicks you when your touches stop, but realises with disbelief that you had fallen asleep in the middle of a makeout session.

Roommate Chigiri, who is way too nervous to bring up the incident again, in case it was a drunk mistake on your part, and unintentionally avoids you then next two-three days.

Roommate Chigiri, who wants to pretend that it was a silly mistake, when you corner him in the kitchen after dinner, apologising to him about that night, but finds himself admitting that it felt good.

Roommate Chigiri, who almost clings onto you, as you swallow his nervous muttering with a very much sober kiss, pulling him up by his thighs and placing him on the counter.

Roommate Chigiri, who looks so pretty, so delicate as so you press him down on the counter, lips again slotting against his neck, as you inhale the floral scent of his shampoo.

Roommate Chigiri, who will never admit later that it was one of the best nights of his life, but his sweet moans and cries were enough proof for you.

Roommate Chigiri, who pretends to think when you ask him out the next day during breakfast but agrees quickly enough when you start rubbing his ankle with your’s under the dining table.

Roommate Lover Chigiri, who is quite the high maintenance princess, and doesn’t hesitate to ask for what he wants, be it getting a new hair care product, going out on cute dates or getting what he wants in bed every other day.

Roommate Lover Chigiri, who tries out new face and hair care products on you; who buys you your favourite snacks from the store down the road when you’re feeling tired or down after a long day at college, even without you asking for it; who turns out to be quite cuddly, especially during movie nights; who loves holding your hand when you guys go out; and who doesn’t hesitate letting everyone know who he belongs to now.

***

I’m so damn sure sex would be one of Chigiri’s important love languages. I just know it.

Anyways I hope you liked it 😔✌️.

Also if you want me to write a smut part for this drop a request ✊

[ask-alfons]

Alfons have you ever made out with elbert? (Or considered doing so

“ good heavens, am i nothing but a walking closet in your eyes?! ” ⌗🪞

[joocomics]

Hi!!

Lol it's totally okay!

Well, I didn't have something specific in mind but I thought about stuff like tying (like with belts or ties)

But it's totally okay if u don't write abt it its just popped up in my head last night

-✌

tags: choking (f), mentions of bondage, oral (f)

a/n: i like ties & belts, anon :3 hope you enjoy how this turned out! i def want to write a longer version of this in the future!!

“will you help me out, please?” you call out at jooyeon while standing in front of the mirror. he comes up behind you, taking the straps of the dress, that should go around your neck. “can you tie a bow?” you ask, watching him contemplating for a second while holding the long thick straps with his fingers. eventually he gets it, starting by wrapping them once around your throat like a choker. you’re not supposed to tilt your head to the side while he does this, but when he leans forward, guiding his lips to your ear you instantly reveal more of your flesh for him without even realising. “i’ve been thinking about something..” he says, pulling the straps a little bit too tight. “you have a very pretty throat, baby.” a wet kiss lands just above the black strap, while he maintains eye contact with your reflection. “are you talking about choking me?” you ask, as your lips curl up in a smile. a certain thrill of arousal makes your skin run hot when he tightens them even more. “yeah, if you’re into it,” he replies, as the pressure in his pants builds up from the sight of your glossy lips parting for air. “i can use my tie, while i fuck you from behind,” he adds, while one of his hands moves down your spine to find your ass. “i’ve been thinking about something too,” you admit just when he lets go of the straps, so he can use his hand instead. his fingers caress your delicate throat before gripping on it. “tell me about it, sweetheart.”

he realises that he’s enjoying this a lot more than he expected to, maybe it’s the possessive feeling of his hand owning your throat, playing with your breaths, that excites him so much. “you know how some people.. tie each other up with ropes or belts?“ the moment you utter those words jooyeon’s gaze darkens from lust. “damn, is this what you secretly watch, princess?” “not usually, but i’ve stumbled upon it a few times. would you try it out with me?” “baby..” he whispers, twirling you around. you can sense this conversation has a big effect on him, as he drops down to his knees, speaking in a lower voice. “are you asking me to tie this beautiful body up, and use it as i wish?” “that’s exactly what i’m asking you.”

he’s already making his way between your thighs, though. “gonna buy the prettiest chokers for my princess.. can’t wait to see you wear them while the ropes hold you spread out for me, baby.”

the toes of your right leg are placed on his shoulder, your dress - brought up to your tummy, and the last thing you hear from him is his repressed moan against your clit.

[mugs-n-cans]

another song rec <: D

this is my favorite song, think it'll be more sniper's taste : )

https://spotify.link/lp1cxtjjJJb

- 💬

Ya got a good favorite, mate. Yeah, this is definitely more my taste. Reckon Scout might turn his nose up at this [He chuckles a bit]. He likes more pop and upbeat songs.

[the-whispers-of-death]

Kali w/ A reader who so badly wants to take a nap

-💬

Kali will do whatever it takes to help you take a nap.

You're too restless to sleep? He's giving you a nice cup of green tea to calm you down and make you sleepy.

You have too much work to do? Kali does the work so you can sleep without stressing about said work.

You have noisy neighbors? Kali will scare the living shit out of them so they shut up.

You need him to be able to take a nap? This man will stop whatever he's doing and hold you in his arms. Don't worry about taking too long of a nap, he'l sit there for hours if that's what it takes for you to nap.

I'm sorry, Kali said "I'll be unhinged to get Reader to nap."

[tyangdoll]

wook kissing your neck n leaving hickies and marks while making you to grind on his bulge ahhhkhdhigsigskhdkhf

- 🫧

imagine me looking out the window dreamily… oh how i love dryhumping and hickies

“mm… wookie…” you whine as you feel his hardness pressing against your cunt, getting you wetter than you already were. gunwook trails open-mouthed kisses along your neck, leaving small marks as he thrusts up to meet your movements. the slight pain you feel only adds to the pleasure for the two of you, a reminder of how lost in each other you were. he starts getting so desperate that he takes off your shirt, revealing your lacy bra, his eyes darkening in lust.

he pulls the straps of your bra to expose your bare breasts, instantly taking a nipple in his mouth. “so pretty,” he praises, using his free hand to grope the other tit. he starts marking them just like he did to your neck earlier, each bite giving you a mix of pleasure and pain which made your nipples harden. “want everyone to know who you belong to…” he says huskily, grinding his hips more insistently than before, his cock aching to be inside of you. but of course you two couldn’t be bothered to strip completely, staying just like this until you both came through your clothes :(

[profiction-edits]

Snake Jailbird moodboard for 💬 anon!