#exo male reader

[wonjns]

𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲; 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨 ♡

!!! YOU are the Lucky One !!!

Congratulations! A guy like you must have saved a world in his past life to be entrusted with so much quality time with one of the world’s leading boy groups. Learn how you, a manager talented in several areas, catch the eyes of EXO. They gradually take more interest in you than expected — and they absolutely plan on satisfying each of their curiosities. Watch as you navigate your new life within one of the biggest, hottest harems yet!

it started when you were miraculously hired on to SM’s management team for exo themselves. you quickly impressed everyone, and slowly began taking on more responsibilities for the record selling group. whether it was from general management, to styling, to studio oversight,,, you eventually found yourself spending all of your time with the members. you were amazing at what you did, and officially had it all - including the looks; a fact that clearly didn’t go unnoticed by the exo boys.

originally, it had only started with a few flirty comments here and there from chanyeol or sehun, which you didn’t pay any mind to. but as time grew on, lingering touches with suho turned into make out sessions with kai, which lead to baths with baekhyun — and before you knew it, you had managed to wrap yourself up in arrangements with each of the members, all of which were aware and didn’t seem to mind at all.

between sneaky studio sessions, dorm entanglements, and seductive backstage extravagantes, being exo’s secret playboy while staying under wraps will prove to be harder than expected. but with the steamy, sexy, burning passion between you and the guys, you are too weak to resist willing to make anything happen.

good luck ;)

© 𝐟𝐥𝐰𝐫𝐛𝐨𝐢 — all rights reserved

[obsessivevoidkitten]

That Time You Got Yeeted Into Another World, Mistaken as a God-Sent Gift, and Used as a Prize in an Arena

Yandere Bear-Man Dilf x Gender Neutral Reader

CW: Noncon, framed for a crime, language barrier, eaten out like it's groceries, biting, scent marking, musk, combat, general yandere behavior

Word Count: 765

(Speed written out of nowhere because I had the idea suddenly, not beta read so please forgive any mistakes. I hope you guys like this ficlet. Also forgive the title, in a game I was playing there was a crossover with "That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime" and I liked the vibe of the title.)

You were framed for a crime you didn't commit and in your village the punishment for that crime was immediate exile via being shoved down a steep crater in the center of which is a one-way portal to what is thought to be Hell.

What no one on your side of the portal knew was that on the other side was just another world. A world that celebrated with a great holiday anytime a human came through the portal. It was also a world populated entirely, with the exception of humans who crossed over, by human-like beast hybrids.

Driders, lion hybrids, nagas, aqrabuamelu (scorpion-men), harpies, dog people, centaurs, minotaurs, gnolls, and many other races that seemed to be part human. 

They have a connecting portal in their universe, but any who try to go into it are spat back out. The current went only in one direction.

Every few years, a human would be flung forth from the portal, a gift from the gods! But only the worthy can keep such a gift. So whenever a human comes to the realm from the watcher of the portal will ring the bells and all the warriors assemble and a grand tournament is held at the arena. Whoever wins gets to keep the human and gains enough wealth to care for them properly.

Things are no different when you arrive, you are immediately ushered away, examined, and pampered like a prize doll with no agency. Despite your objections. It seems like only the keeper of the portal has any rudimentary undestanding of your language, not that it helped you. He didn't explain much and his speech wasn't that great. Something about... a big game?

You were naturally frightened beyond all reason, seeing all these beast-men, but it didn't seem like you were being harmed. It really wasn't what you thought hell was going to be like. 

On the day of the big tournament, you were dressed in the finest silks, given a tiny crown of silver, and taken to the best seat in the arena. One where everyone could see you. A cushioned throne was provided for you to sit upon. You figured that this must be a ceremony to welcome people from the portal.

You watched as all the combatants sparred. At first you were horrified, but it became evident that people could yield and death was, almost always, avoided. There were combatants of every variety. 

Even from the start the best seemed to be a naga woman named Eeris and a bear-man named Brakwen. As they advanced through the fights they both finally made it to the finals where they'd clash. Eeris favored twin daggers and fangs while Brakwen used claws and brute strength. He had a sword but had not resorted to using it. 

It was a mighty battle but Brakwen the bear-man managed to win. You still did not yet realize you were the prize. Not until you were escorted down to him and were carried bridal style out of the arena with the crowd cheering. Brakwen had won the god's favor!

From close up he looked even more imposing. He seemed to be in his late 30s to early 40s. He mostly looked like a hairy man from far away though up close his massive size, sharp teeth, claws, thick fur covering his arms and quite frankly adorable bear ears, gave him away. He was rugged but admittedly rather handsome. You knew there was nothing you could do so you let him carry you away. 

Despite the language barrier, Brakwen did his best to please his god-given prize. He could tell you feared him. Especially since you tried to run off a few times. But Brakwen didn't get angry. You never even managed to get past the door. Even if you did there were two gates outside the house. You were far too valuable to let wander off. 

Eventually when you had stopped running off, and when his rut demanded he wait no longer, he began acting a bot more aggressove and sexual towards you. 

Though you tried to stop him it ended with him stretching out your hole with his powerful tongue, lubing you up with his copious amounts of drool, and sliding into you with his massive musky cock.

That's what your life was now. Being treated like a fragile precious gem most of the time and then for one week out of every month you were fucked full of hot bear cum in every possible position, bitten possessively, and scent marked by being forced to wear his oversized clothing. 

[jaemmphilia]

★ᴋɪɴᴋᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 2023 (DISCONTINUED)!!

welcome to kinktober 2023 with me, your lovely host, jubin !!

this is my first year hosting kinktober, so I hope I do it justice! here, you will find all the fics i plan on putting out for the duration of october! keep in mind that most of the prompts make me uncomfortable, so i replaced them with free days. on those free days i will write whatever i want. i am not taking requests for kinktober, so don't send anything in, please. below you can find the full masterlist for kinktober!

**also note that these fics will either be gender neutral or male readers.

★ day one: macro/micro with wonho

★ day two: roleplay with mark

★ day three: hate sex with seungmin

★ day four: rimming with haechan

★ day five: sweat with sehun

★ day six: frottage with johnny

★ day seven: virginity with heeseung

★ day eight: breeding with renjun

★ day nine: stripping with jeno

★ day ten: praise kink with felix

★ day eleven: pet play with jake

★ day twelve: free day with jisung

★ day thirteen: size difference with chanyeol

★ day fourteen: orgasm denial with jay

★ day fifteen: temperature play with doyoung

★ day sixteen: public with yuta

★ day seventeen: threesome/moresome with 3racha

★day eighteen: body modification with baekhyun

★ day nineteen: free day with yangyang

★ day twenty: food play with lee know

★ day twenty-one: free day with ten

★ day twenty-two: bondage with i.n

★ day twenty-three: deepthroating with kai

★ day twenty-four: sex toys with taeil

★ day twenty-five: free day with chen

★ day twenty-six: masturbation with xiaojun

★ day twenty-seven: free day with jaehyun

★ day twenty-eight: cockbulge with sunghoon

★ day twenty-nine: breathplay with taeyong

★ day thirty: overstim with xiumin

★ day thirty-one: free day with jaemin

thank you for tuning in to kinktober 2023, i hope you had a great time!!

[glorianamultistan]

The General and The Prince

Park Chanyeol x Male Reader

Contains:- mentions of wars, blood, and kidnapping.

<Part 1> <Next>

A little over a week ago, y/n's life was all over the place, and it still is; the difference is that now he is married to the vilest person he could have probably thought of while imagining a married life.

But life changes happen often so abruptly that one is found sitting in an emptied ballroom, with a burnt-up piece of dress shriveled up in hands clutching it tightly while the castle palace all around collapses.

Y/n was well aware of the fierceness of the General who was the primal cause of every defeat his kingdom had suffered; the end result of the war was pre-destined the day enemy troops crossed the inner walls of their most secured military base, but for it to come to this was never imagined.

A surrender was in process to safeguard the capital; y/n's father was hellbent on not letting the enemies cross the gates of the capital and destroy it like they have left ashes and misery in the path they have followed.

Yet General Chanyeol was not satisfied with it; he had to take the main palace down, and that was his aim, swearing which left his country.

Y/n sat there, ashen and mute, staring at the embers still there all around him; his clothes were still intact, he had a few cuts and burns throughout his hands and that was it; he sat as if in a trance, without any emotion on his face, so still that to an observer it would be a photograph symbolising doom.

Chanyeol saw y/n sitting there, he knew who it was and he knew why it was important to not touch him still; something in him was calling out, a melody, rising, rippling like an unknown sea coming up from the depth of the earth; it was the very last step which brought him so close to y/n that he was able to clearly see the tear stains on his cheeks that made enough metallic noise to break the young prince's trance and look up; there it was, the face that he denied to dance with at the last winter ball, still looking unfazed, 'let's get out of here your royal highness' said Chanyeol, with a proud grin, that is all he remembers before blacking out.

'Is this really the only thing you are going to ask for, General?' The King was shocked, and the Queen and the princesses too; everyone was ready for General Park to ask for rank promotion; the King even decreed a Dukedom, only for winning over the major ports and cities of the enemies, but to ask to marry the prince of the enemy was unprecedented.

'Yes your majesty, this is all. Now, if you may permit, I will take my leave.' Chanyeol left the murmuring throneroom and made his way to the room housing y/n, it was the fourth day since he arrived with the prince there, and he was informed that the younger regained consciousness last night.

'Leave.' As soon as he entered the room, he ordered all the attendees. He went forward and sat on the chair next to the bed facing the wall opposite to it. The prince was leaning on the headboard with his head down.

'So, your royal highness, how do you like our facilities here?' Chanyeol cocked while turning to look at y/n. No response. After a few minutes, the older continued, 'We will give the inner territories conquered by us back, and you will be marrying me for that to happen.' Y/n knew this was coming; all the threats the General made for years to make him dance with him whether he likes it or not, to marry him and only him, they were all real which y/n took in jest as he was too proud to accept such an invitation.

'You know, keeping quiet will not lead you anywhere, so say what you have to now, I am here to listen, I grant you a wish too, as is the ritual here, ask for anything but return.' Chanyeol was suddenly all perched up, looking at y/n. 'Respect' y/n whispered; his throat was still hurting due to all the smoke he inhaled.

'What?' 'I ask for respect; if you can grant that, I will say yes to the marriage.' There was a stretched silence, the fountain of the connected gardens was all one could hear, then a deep inhale, 'Okay, if that is the only request you have, you will have titles here too, I have been granted a Dukedom and you will be living comfortably, nobody will disrespect you, even at the court. I will assure you that.' 'I want respect from you too; you have taken, vehemently snatched everything, still you are returning the territories, so I will say yes, but I want respect from you too.' 'Will I get the respect back my prince?' Chanyeol smirked; he knew how irritatingly ambitious he was, 'Yes.'

The only win here seemed to be that of Chanyeol; it was the completion of his grand plan, the final nail in the coffin; this is what he has been dreaming about since he set his eyes on y/n a few years ago during a festival, he was just a mere soldier back then, he bloodied his hands to get to the level of a reputed General to be asked in a ballroom full of aristocrats, then too he was denied the chance to be with y/n as the prince knew how ruthless the General was and y/n hated wars and murders.

After a few days of convalescence, all of which were accompanied by Chanyeol, who updated him about the upcoming marriage and all the preparations, y/n was free to meet his family.

A troop was sent with him to the castle on the farthest side of his kingdom where his family was currently staying after the attack on the capital. His father was annoyed and his older brother was not helping with the mood too; they were all dejected that it had to come to this but none of his relatives even suggested going against the marriage.

'We will gain back our territories; think about your brother's future as a limited king; you need to persuade your fiance to let go of all the territories and not just the inner ones.' 'I am doing no such negotiations, I am already becoming the reason for you to get back what you lost shamefully, do not try to depend on any of my upcoming relations, have some self-respect father.'

'Self-respect!?' Y/n brother screamed making him bounce in shock a little, 'It was your deranged idea of self-respect that caused this war; if only you could have given him a chance he would have never attacked us like this. And look where you stand; you are forced to do what you never really wanted and did whatever you could to stop it.'

'Well, brother, you do remember who it was who first denied me to dance with him, don't you? 'A self-obsessed lowly General' is what you said when he asked you for a dance with me the very first time we went there for the Royal Ball.'

'But later he became a threat so I urged you to give him a chance too, then you were the one who was hell-bent on denying him!'

'Enough! Stop arguing about what has already transpired and think about the future. Y/n, son, you must not waver and make demands; you are a prince, he is a General, and the rank difference must come into play.'

'Update your information father, because you seem to be having none; he is a Duke now, and even if I am a prince, of a mostly fallen kingdom I must remind you, I have no intentions of making any more deals for and on behalf of this marriage. I will leave now, I am not waiting for dawn to have another fruitless discussion, farewell your majesty, brother.'

With a solemn bow, y/n left as he came, with the metallic clinks and rustles of the troop.

Reaching the other kingdom he was informed that rather than going to the palace, he would be going to the new manor of Chanyeol, which was now decked and ready for his arrival. He was greeted by the whole household and finally met his mother-in-law, who opposite to what he had expected, was too sorrowful to handle without any prior preparation.

'I am ashamed to be hosting you like this, your royal highness; please find a way to ignore all the mess; the house is still not up to date with all that is necessary to be having you here.' The lady wouldn't even raise her head, 'Please sit now Lady Park, I have no reservations as such regarding the place, I am pleased that I am not in a prison after a war, and please do not make a fuss about the titles, you are going to be my mother-in-law so we can work things out.' 'Oh no sir, I do not accept any of this, I am more of an apologist for my son's actions right now in front of you; he paid no heed to my requests and did what all his swelled-up ego allowed him to do. I don't know how will I ever get over the fact that my son forced you into such a situation.'

'Lady Park, I just had this conversation with my father and brother too; let us please move on from what has happened and try to resolve the situation peacefully and think about how the path ahead can be one that is less painful to go by.' 'You are as kind as the rumours suggested sir; please let me know about any trouble you have here, and I will look into it right away; let me take you to your room for now; you must rest before tomorrow's ceremony.' 'I am not a guest here Lady Park, I am supposed to live here, so please do not be at your tip-toes around my comfort; let us go; it is quite late now.'

Y/n's room was, for now, pretty well arranged; he could run away pretty easily from here, the manor was secured but if he asked Lady Park to help him, he was sure that she would do all in her power to let him go without a scratch; but it was useless to do so, he had nowhere to run and if somehow he managed to cross over to the other kingdoms there was no guarantee of his survival, he had no money of his own or any possession, so he sits down on the bed and flops, to stare at the roof and think, think about tomorrow when at a private ceremony he will accept now Duke of Sandria Park Chanyeol, then he will be living with that man under this roof, as his husband, for the rest of his life, was respect the right choice?

The rituals were over; they were married, no gala, no ball, a peaceful summation of more than five months of unrivaled violence. Y/n was sitting in his room, with a book open as a distraction while looking out of the giant window; the land surrounding the manor was beautiful, and the hills were lush green and mild dew which the mist caused made it all look fantastical.

'Come in.' Y/n answered the knocks and did not look back at the door, thinking it was some maid or servant who came to take his belongings, or gifts as they were, away, 'You looked beautiful today, Mr Park.'

Y/n stilled for a moment, then closed the book and turned back. 'Why did you knock at my door? This is your house.' 'I believe privacy should be respected too; you have all the right to say no.' 'I believe I lost all the rights to deny anything the moment I said yes to you today.' 'Don't make it more miserable than it already is dear, I have no intentions of hurting you, I just want to talk to you before going to my room.'

'Oh? I will get a room of my own?' 'Until you are ready to share a bed with me, yes, you will have a room to yourself.' 'Then I guess there will be no more direct descents for the Dukedom.' 'Time will tell. Well, if you have any requirements tell to my mother who is pretty much willing to serve you food if you want, (he sits on the bed) I will be going on a tour soon so we have a week to spend together and unfortunately my sister will be coming to meet you too.'

'You know, I feel like this is all a dream; as absurd as it may sound, it has yet to settle down on me, because I never thought I would be taken away from one prison to another like this. I knew my father wanted to marry me off as a peace offering to any kingdom willing, but it happened so that I was actually picked up, like a garbage bag.'

'Don't demean yourself; you are the crown jewel I snatched, and this is not a prison; you can go anywhere you want, do anything you want; you do not need my permission for anything, just remember to come back otherwise there will be useless wars again.' 'Don't worry, I will not run away, I will stay, and live, but do not expect me to reciprocate your feelings, whatever they may be, and we will be fine; a lot depends on this marriage, I do not want my people back home to suffer because of my foolishness.' 'Ah well, I will go now; also, try to accept people here too; they see you as a prince and no less; good night.'

The next few days were calm, weirdly bland, and nothing happened, which made y/n realise how calm life can actually be; back at home before the war all he did was read and attend events or be locked in the palace; there was nothing to do, he was not allowed to go anywhere too since the threat of people kidnapping him was always looming, which he never understood why, kidnap the crown prince why the other one.

On the third day Lady Kim, Chanyeol's sister, arrived, and she was like her mother in a grave mood, fidgeting while meeting y/n; he did not understand yet again, why such courtesies for a snatched prince, 'Your royal highness, I am sorry I was not able to attend the wedding, I live quite far away from Sandrian region and it was such a shocking and sudden news.' 'It is alright Lady Kim, please do sit down, you too Lady Park, I have said it to you multiple times don't wait for me to sit, just sit; let us cut back on some formalities insides these walls at least, we are a family now, forced indeed, but I have not a drop of vengeance in me, if you ask me honestly, I used to live like this back at home too, so, let us just be comfortable.'

'How are you adapting to the changes, sir? It gets colder than your kingdom here, I hope my brother has made arrangements for you to be at ease.' 'I am doing well, I have always adored winters more than the humid summers we had, so I can say I am better off here in some sense.' 'Oh it is good to know; we can all go and skate over the lake once it freezes and you can attend the winter festivals; we have a lot of them throughout the empire, I am sure the public is eager to meet you too.'

Lady Park put down her cup and said 'They are eager indeed, I have more than a dozen invitations for the balls and dinners already, and all asking specifically for his roya... I mean, y/n to join them.' It was as hard as biting a bullet for her to let go of the formalities in which she had soaked herself into the bones.

So it went on, and a week went by, full of still awkward lunches and dinners and a few guests to be entertained; throughout the week he did not see the head of the house anywhere, technically he was the head too but he liked Lady Park being in command more as he was not used to being the one in authority of a household.

One Saturday, after almost two weeks of disappearance, Chanyeol knocked on y/n's room around the ungodly hour of 1 AM. Y/n was a bit scared by the knock; he was writing a letter of reply to the crown princess as she had invited him to the palace for a private visit and did not expect anyone to be up this late. 'Can I come in?' The rasp was the giveaway, 'Please wait a minute, I am not presentable.' Y/n was not; he was in his robes; he quickly put on a loose shirt and trousers the said 'You can come in now.'

'Why are you up so late your royal highness.' The courtesy was more sarcastic than respectful, 'I have not been able to sleep, I have weirdly a lot of correspondents to reply to so I thought why not do that.' As he finished speaking and arranging paper on his desk facing the grand windows, he turned to look at Chanyeol and was shocked to see blood all over his clothes; for a moment he was stunned; y/n was not a fighter; he hated the very sight of blood when his brother would come from his military tours and right now, in front of him was a man almost soaked in blood, in his room talking to him, and he felt scared for the man, so much so that without thinking about who he is talking to, he had to verbalise it.

'What the hell happened to you!? So much blood!? Why are you here!? Go to a damn hospital for god's sake!' He almost screamed the last part, and was shaking so much that Chanyeol had to walk from the door side to hold him. 'Calm down, it is not mine.' 'DO NOT TOUCH ME LIKE THIS! I HATE BLOOD!' Y/n screamed in whispers while shutting his eyes. 'Okay! Okay. Will you try to calm down please, wait just turn around.'

Chanyeol took off his pads and shirt and gloves and threw them out of the room, then shut the door to come back in and saw y/n standing still, 'you can turn around now.' The glory of the human body was never so well available for y/n to look at like this; his brother was muscular and well built but nothing he can imagine, even the Commander in chief of his kingdom's army was not comparable to Chanyeol, yet he had to control himself once again. 'What happened? You are still wounded you know, I see the cuts on your arm, not that they should do anything to such a great General, but get treated I guess.' Y/N had already turned around again flustered.

'Nice to know you care, and sorry for coming in like this. I had no idea you would have such a reaction upon seeing blood. I will keep that in mind. I came to check up on you as I was attacked on my way here by some people who were allegedly from your father's kingdom, so I thought why not check up if you are safe or not.'

'Oh. Don't worry, my father does not want me back; they would never come for me; rather, they might kill me as it was pretty clear that I caused the war that destroyed them.' 'Something's wrong with your family, I have never seen anyone react like this to all the events that have happened.' 'Well, why dwell on it. I am here; you survived another attack, and all is fine.' 'Nice to know my survival is fine for you.' 'Don't get ahead of yourself; my survival depends on your survival, do not forget that you brought a prince from your enemy kingdom after a war. You must survive, I plan on living a long life.' Y/n turned and looked straight into Chanyeol's eyes.

There was an understanding between them that some lines are put up and they shall not be crossed, and respect was mutual. 'I will be staying for some time; we have to go to the palace soon, a private invitation. I hope it won't be a problem for you to attend, I have yet to accept it.' 'I was writing to the crown princess; we can go, I have no problem, just keep your mother here; she will probably fall sick due to all the stress she will take about a royal visit.' 'You like her?' 'I never had a mother; she is a good company, but frail for her age; you never thought about her while fighting wars?' Now y/n was sitting on his bed, and Chanyeol was in front of him on the chair where a y/n sat writing letters.

'I thought of her; that is why I never told her any trouble or wound or failure I ever had, and I had a retinue of servants to look after her.' They were again staring at each other; where will all of this arrangement lead them? Nobody had any idea; it was a day-to-day event still.

'Well, I will take my leave; you should sleep, I will ask them to serve the breakfast an hour later than usual.' 'Don't do that; your sister and mother should eat on time, I will just get up early.' Chanyeol was surprised at how well y/n was settling in; it was as if for the first time he had somewhere to hold on to. 'Okay then, good night my prince.' Chanyeol smirked closing the door, and left y/n flustered again.

P.S.:- If you liked it, you can support me by buying me a coffee; link's on my page.

[karolzss]

𓈒 ﹒ ☆ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ ࣭

[yunqitv]

CONGRATULATIONS, YOU HAVE RECEIVED A GIFT!

you earned, lucki's june summer package !

happy june my lovlies ! i'm so sorry this project took so damn long, life has be lifing. but I'm happy to introduce you all to a full remake of every writing I've written this year, along with some new ones. i hope you guys enjoy!

new writings

1,2,3 knock out _ hongjoong - june, 18th

summer solstice _ hyunjin - june. 22nd

move(ing) _ chenle - june, 26th

lights, camrea, action _ jun - june, 30rd

reamakes

do it better _ lee know [remake vers.} - june, 4th

open heart, open legs _ seonghwa [remake vers.} - june, 9th

i still love you _ ricky [remake vers.} - june, 8th

boy is mine _ jake [remake vers.} june, 7th

[unholywriters]

Idea Posting again

I have several ideas and If I don’t write them down somewhere and get reminded that they’re here I’m gonna cry because I want to remember.

Mafia’s Distraction -

How do we always managed to attract the attention of those who are dangerous? Do they just enjoy seeing others be confident when you decide to put your foot down whenever they cross a line? Take your/n for example, working one of the local pups always having to argue with someone who thinks they own the bar when in reality they don’t own anything but their fragile little ego but even then there’s nothing wrong with kicking them to a curb right? But what if you’re being watched all the time by not just one of them, but two of them with a status so powerful it could make everyone in that pub keep their tails between their legs just so they can survive another day. One day y/n is simply jus trying to handle some more of the loud crowd that didn’t want to listen, some were still sober and the rest were getting tipsy before they decided to cross you, by grabbing a bottle and pouring it all out in front of you while you were serving one of the bosses. Not only that, but this tipsy male had poured it on the bosses lap. Trying to start something since he was the self proclaimed life of the party before everyone turned to look at them. Y/N was about to try and ban him since this was against the rules before everyone saw their tattoos, after all each group has a tattoo to show who they belong to and what rank they have, and these two were the only two who had the black crown with a Y and a M for each person.

Needless to say, the person was bragged away begging for his life, while everyone else was told to leave expect for y/n, who had to sit and agree to talk to them, well more like it was them coming up with a compromise, and don’t we just love those?

———

Demon’s ring

imagine this and I'm gonna try and do this the best way i can without skipping over or amkinf this sound like something else.

Imagine that you're forced to live in sectors based on your race, like fairy's go to one, elves the other, foxes, sirens you name it. But the demons are considered the highest one, no one can touch them after they managed to beat the heavens in a war and have since claimed a large chunck of the earth, bur each year there's a selection of those "fortunate" to go since the demkn sector is considered one of thr richest and most loveable ace to live with "letters: being sent every two days of the person being happy to be chosen but missing home. Till you're choosen instead this time since your friends highly voted for you since every year there's a voting process to see who's the best at what for that sector and you go.

When you get there at first you see all of the glam, the joy you never got to feel and the best cooked food you ever could've imagined onto of thay sprinkled in gold dust. But then you meet the rulers kf this sector, [the ones in the video] but you don't meet them at the palace, you were walking with your friend (who's been there for what felt like ages and doesn't remember any torment) ans one by one they meet you, or see you from afar and grow interested so they play the nice card since you're from the outside and can't let you run just yet. But as it's getting more and more obvious thay they like you, you jabw these visions of them in your dreams and you can't seem to shake them off since almost no matter where you go there right there, and in one dream you're seen giving birth tk children, with a mark on your stomach tbag was never there before but when you woke it was there. And so you slowly kept trying to plan a route to leave or by trying to trap them into something, anything that woukd get you free and away from that vision becoming true And you know me this is gonna be gay because I can't ever seem to write a straight story for my life

BUT they can't seem to touch you without feeling a burn something they've never felt before after the war because after all, the angles were kept in their sector and weren't allowed to get out yet somehow, *you* were able to hurt them if you were scared and wanted to ger away. One pair was angry, the other pair was intrigued but they knew this meant you'd be able to escape so they pulled almost all the stops they could, not like flirting wise but stopped you ar every exit you coild run to and slowly get closer, talking to you either like a bride, or something else but it didn't work, since the last time you tried to run you seriously injured them and there was nothing they could do, let alone let others find out. So you were out in the water fighting off the sirens who were told to bring you back till you reached the angels, who were looking at you in aspiration. And besides the angels are the good guys, they want to bring back peace, right?

But when you started to watch them get stronger, you noticed that you were in pain, as if they were taking your energy and making it not power for power so they coukd escape but there was nothing you could do. When one day you woke up tied tk a Pole pointing exactly where the sun would shine and you were onto of a empty ball, panic settling in you tried to beg them for helo but they only started to cut you ans watch your essence and how you were getting weaker and almost like you were dying. They told you how they planned to wipe out the demons, making sure no evil could throw off the balance of the garden of eternal and how they needed to go. But of course you manged to break free, more like you had a freak out and released something thay caused thr angels to be weakened more, some were even fading away into nothingness while those let out pained cries.

Now being free you ran to the water where the sirens were swimming and knew they has to take you back home to the demons. Whike the angels started to get free from their barrier the sirens took uou as closet as they could. You ran to the demon sector and saw one of the boys, who looked amused that you were back but also terrified at the swarm of white behind you and soon manages to take you behind the walls while trying to keep you and the others demons age (because who says demons don't have a heart) But they haven't recovered from thr attacked even with jt being arojnd... almost a month that you've left and they almost manages to win before kf course you and one of them (I forgot who's the oldest in that video) manages to pull a something before sealed the angels back away With you rebuilding thr sector that was destroyed and reassuring everyone who heard about a fight and some deaths. Helping rebuild it and stopping the yearly choosing and stayed Still continuing to drive them crazy while they continue to tease you

[lovekaikim]

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Super Junior

Yandere! D&E x Male Reader (separate)

Meet the Kims - Siwon x Ryeowook

Nightmare - Eunhyuk x Donghae

Happy Birthday! (A very horrible poem) by Choi Siwon

The Real Me - Yandere! Male Reader x Choi Siwon

Ocs

Bonnie and Cindy - Yandere Trans Femme Oc (Iona) x Ayano Aishi

Avery-James (Secret Agent Oc) Profile

Iona (Trans Femme Yandere Oc) Profile

Mel (MI11 Leader) Profile

Neo, Chaoren, and Blaise Profiles

NCT

Yandere! Supervillain Mark x Male Reader

Yandere! Incubus Jeno x Male Reader

The Night - Hendery & Sehun x Male Reader

ATEEZ

Yandere! Trans/Intersex Hongjoong (featuring Yeonjun)

TOMORROW X TOGETHER

Yandere! Trans/Intersex Designer Yeonjun (featuring Hongjoong)

SOLOISTS

yandere Anti hero Lucas Wong x Force Jirachapong

K/THAI DRAMAS

Yandere! Vampire Phayu x Yandere! Werwolf Rain

Yandere! PhayaTharn x Male Oc Headcannon

Painful feeling of revenge - JoeMing (MyStandUp)

Found Out (Part 2 of Painful Feeling of Revenge) - JoeMing and AverySuho

Hurry! (Part 3 of Painful Feeling of Revenge) - Mark and Melanie

Carnage (Part IV of Painful Feeling of Revenge) - Joeming, AverySuho, Jeno, Mark and Melanie + Charles III

Bloody Mary (Part V and Finale)

Aftermath (Part VI and Epilogue)

Dead Dove, do not eat (PhayaTharn x Chaoren)

No Mercy (Glenn Rhee x Male Reader)

EXO

Yandere! Kai x ???

The Librarians (Chen x Male Reader)

The Night - Sehun & Hendery x Male Reader

TVXQ

"Pathetic..." Max Changmin x Male Oc (Neo)

GOT7

The Hunt (Jackson x Male Reader) [Part 1?]

SHINEE

Ready to Shine? (Poll)

Ready to Shine? (Poll 2) Ready to Shine? (Taemin and Ryuhan)

Ready to Shine? (Minho and Adriean)

Ready to Shine? (Key and Yunhei)

Yangire! Siren Onew Narrative

HEADCANNONS

My Yandere Charcters reacting to some of the shit you guys write

What would happen if all of my Yandere characters met?

My Ocs reacting to the news about Winwin(oh dear)...

[castielli]

EXO KAI x Male Idol Reader

(OH SHIZ- UmmmmMMMM UmMMmMMMMMmmm how about he fell inlove with us after an award show and ummm he ummm ummm kiss us Infront of everyone and we start panicking everyone starts panicking the hoes start panicking he was packing tho😏 but not the point and uhhh uhhh ye🏃🏃🏃🏃 ) requested by the one and only @ldrei

Y/N made his way over to Kai’s seat, feeling his heart pounding in his chest. He had always been a fan of Kai’s music, and he couldn't believe that he was actually talking to him.

"Hi, Kai!" he said, his voice a little breathless. "It's great to see you."

Kei looked up from his phone and smiled, and Y/N felt his stomach do a flip-flop. Kai was even more handsome in person than he was in pictures.

"Hey, Y/N! How are you?" Kei asked, his voice warm and friendly.

Y/N couldn’t believe it, Kai knew who he was.

He just grinned back, feeling his cheeks grow warm. "I'm good, thanks. Just excited for the show. Are you performing tonight?"

Kai nodded, tucking his phone into his pocket. "Yeah, I am. I'm a little nervous, to be honest. But I'm looking forward to it."

Y/N smiled. "I'm sure you'll do great. Your performances are always amazing."

Kai’s smile widened, and Y/N felt his heart skip a beat. They chatted for a few more minutes, talking about whatever came to their mind. Y/N found himself getting lost in Kai’s words, feeling like they had known each other for years.

As the show began, Y/N couldn't help but steal glances at Kai from across the room. He was mesmerized by the way he moved on stage, the passion he brought to his music. He had never felt this way about anyone before, and he couldn't deny the flutter of excitement in his chest.

During a break in the show, Y/N found himself standing next to Kai. They made small talk, but Y/N couldn’t help but stare at Kai’s beautiful eyes, handsome face and fantastic body.

"You know, Y/N, I've always admired your music…" Kai said suddenly, his eyes meeting Y/N's. "You have such a unique style."

Y/N felt a blush creeping up his neck. "Thanks, Kai. That means a lot coming from you."

Kai smiled, and Y/N felt like he was melting. "I mean it. I've been a fan of yours for a long time."

The rest of the night passed in a blur for Y/N. He couldn't concentrate on anything but Kai, he couldn't shake the feeling that there was something there between them. As the night came to a close, he found himself standing next to Kai again, feeling the electricity between them.

"Hey, Y/N." Kei said softly, his hand brushing against the other’s arm. "Can I give you my number? Maybe we could grab coffee sometime."

Y/N felt his heart leap into his throat. He nodded, not able to get a word out.

He couldn't believe what he had just heard. Kai wanted to grab coffee with him? It felt like a dream come true.

"Yeah, that sounds great" Y/N managed to say, his voice a little shaky.

Kai grinned at him, and Y/N felt like he was walking on clouds. They exchanged numbers, premising to text each other later.

As he made his way out of the venue, Y/N couldn't stop thinking about Kai. He had always been attracted to men, but he had never felt this kind of pull towards someone before. He couldn't wait to see where things would go with Kai.

[hypertriller]

' Diga, Fale e Repita '

| Nome: Baekhyun x Leitor Masculino (+16)

| Sinopse: Você bem sabia que trabalho é

trabalho, mas Baekhyun fazia questão de

querer adicionar algo á mais nesse

rótulo.

| Conteúdo: Sugestivo, Baekhyun sendo um

grande pervertido, beijos, toque corporal, Baekhyun

sem camisa.

' Say, Speak, Repeat '

Trabalho é trabalho, nada mais deve ser envolvido nisso. Durante todos esses anos desde que você havia se formado essa nota nunca escapou, fugiu ou se fingiu de morto, um único deslize poderia fazer tudo ir por água á baixo, e obviamente você não queria isso para si e nem para mais ninguém.

Só que tinha um pequeno detalhe: Desde que você decidiu adotar o ramo do entretenimento como uma fonte de renda nunca passou por sua cabeça o quanto seria difícil ser equilibrado, e principalmente!

Ser focado em ser profissional.

Ser auxiliar do gerente de um dos grupos mais famosos do kpop tinha seus benefícios e também suas consequências. Como por exemplo, você recebia uma quantidade boa de salário, que tava para sobreviver por três meses seguidos com o mesmo salário, mas em contra parte, ter férias era um evento histórico que acontecia de século após milênio.

O EXO é o grupo mais diverso que existe, eles trabalhavam como nunca, principalmente agora que estão promovendo seu álbum junto a title que estava estourando na Coreia quanto mais internacionalmente, Tempo é uma música divina, com vocais cativantes, rap intenso e uma coreografia quente e muito sexy, com palavras que deixa qualquer um imaginando mil coisas, os visuais do MV deixava qualquer um babando pelos nove homens.

E você não era diferente das fãs deles, você se via pensando mil coisas, sempre que um deles aparecia em sua frente sentia todo seu fôlego fugir, e sem sombra de dúvidas eles percebiam isso, mas apenas um tirava proveito disso.

"O que achou do nosso palco hoje L/M?" Baekhyun perguntou a você, sua pessoa estava limpando o rosto dele do suor que escorria por causa da intensa performance.

"Vocês foram ótimos como sempre." Você o respondeu rapidamente finalizando e jogando o lenço no lixo, Baekhyun não se contentou com um simples 'ótimo', até porque vo que sempre estava no modo automático quando estava perto dele e dos outros membros, sempre eram respostas curtas e totalmente genéricas.

Ele queria dialogar.

"Ótimo? Só isso, você não gostou de mais nada não?" Disse ele se sentando mais confortável na cadeira giratória observando suas costas.

Você não era alto, tinha uma altura semelhante a de Kyungsoo, mas era alguns centímetros mais baixinho, mas para aparentar ser alto você usava sapatos plataforma, Baekhyun achava isso fofo, tanto que ele deixou um riso escapar.

"Vocês são ótimos no que se propõem a fazer, não é atoa que são o EXO." Você o respondeu virando para terminar seu trabalho, mas então você o encontrou o olhando com olhos um tanto diferentes, pareciam está mais escuros, ele também estava com a boca semi-aberta passando a língua pelos lábios, e suas pernas estavam totalmente abertas.

Baekhyun estava simplesmente um perfeição, seu cabelo castanho combinava tanto com a camisa vermelha que ele havia rasgado na performance, o suor que vo que havia limpado no rosto dele estava também no peito, e em todo o corpo dele, você viu o abdômen dele brilhando, a calça preta estava apertado tudo ali embaixo, inclusive você conseguia ver o detalhe do pau dele marcado nela.

"Sabe... Enquanto eu estava na encima dandi tudo de mim, eu queria impressionar alguém." Baekhyun disse se levantando da cadeira, ele tinha seus olhos nos seus, o contato visual não foi cortado a nenhum momento, e você nem se atreveu a ser mover, até porque vocês dois estavam em uma sala improvisada, era basicamente uma quadrado com parede finas que dividiam um grande camarim em salas para não haver confusão.

"Baekhyun... Você tem que está pronto para a próxima música.." Você disse respirando de forma pesada assim que viu que quase não havia distância entre você e ele, mas seus corpos não se tocavam, apenas suas respirações se cruzavam, a dele sendo extremamente quente em comparação a sua.

"Você não faz ideia do quanto eu odeio quando você fica me ignorando assim." A voz dele saiu em um tom tão profundo que fez sua espinha se arrepiar, e daí você sentiu aquela mesma sensação quando assistia o EXO performando, um calor intenso, o fôlego escapando, a vontade imensa de tirar a roupa e começar a se tocar enquanto imaginava mil coisas. "Você está ofegante L/M? Precisa de algo para resfriar?"

Byun brincou sorrindo quando moveu a mão vaga dele para sua cintura, ele a apertou e a empurrou para trás se apoiando na mesa improvisada onde tinha o material de maquiagem, um gemido quase inaudível saiu de seus lábios, mas Baekhyun escutou perfeitamente, a outra mão dele moveu em direção a sua perna a abrindo, e daí ele começou a mover os dedos sobre o tecido que estava acima de seu membro, seus dedos eram longos então ele os deslizava para mais fundo e daí puxava com força lhe causando mais calor ainda.

"Eu.." Você começou a falar mas sempre que tentava avançar ele massageava com força seu pai encima da calça, o que lhe causa um gemido um tanto alto que fazia ele sempre levar um dedo para os lábios fazendo um 'shh', e em seguida sorria para seu estado.

"Diga... O que você quer querido? Não bagunce meu ritmo." Disse ele agora aproximando seu rosto do seu, seus narizes se batendo, e os olhos dele estava focado nos seus.

"Eu quero você!" Você finalmente conseguiu dizer quando alcançou a camisa rasgada dele a puxando, logo terminou de rasga-lá completamente, um beijo quente e necessitando começou, você estava desesperado, mas Byun estava 100 vezes mais, as mãos dele correram por todo seu corpo, até que elas pararam em sua bunda, ele a apertou fazendo você gemer em meio ao beijo, o que levou a você abrir a boca mais, nisso ele enfiou a própria língua mais a fundo, e a sensação foi incrível.

Baekhyun segurou você o levantando o deixando acima da mesa sentado, suas mãos corriam pelos braços fortes dele, o beijo foi cortado afim de recuperarem o ar, uma linha de saliva ainda os conectando.

"Fale isso novamente, eu quero escutar isso novamente." Baekhyun disse deixando selares em seu pescoço, você fechou os olhos se permitindo sentir a sensação maravilhoso daqueles lábios em sua pele quente, e mesmo sentindo que Baekhyun havia roubado toda sua saliva você atendeu aquele pedido dele.

"Baekhyun-ssi, eu quero tanto você!" Você disse soltando um gemido inesperado quando sentiu suas pernas serem abertas bruscamente.

"Você não imagina quanto os outros queriam está no meu lugar se soubesse o que estamos fazendo nesse momento querido, e eu estou sendo muito paciente.. Eu quero tanto você!" Baekhyun silabou parando os beijos e grudando sua testa a dele, seus olhares cheios de luxúria se conectando. "Mas, não tenho tempo agora."

Ele falou se afastando de você sentando na cadeira giratória, você ficou no mesmo lugar o olhando com nada a menos que confusão.

"Espera, o que?!" Você o questionou saindo de cima da mesa se aproximando dele. "Se não podemos ter nada á mais, por que fez isso!"

Dizer que você não estava envergonhado era pouco, suas bochechas queimavam não só de ansiedade e tesão por tudo que Baekhyun havia feito, mas também por vergonha de ser usado dessa forma e ser deixado de lado.

"Eu prometo que quando esse show terminar serei todo seu, agora faça seu trabalho como staff querido, a não ser que queira ser demitido?"

[obsessivevoidkitten]

Alien Escape

Male Alien Yandere × Gender Neutral Reader

(CW: Noncon, oviposition, breeding, overstimulation, crying, fear, minor character death, weird alien dick, minor mentions of medical experimentation (NOT on reader), alien, implied abduction, general yandere behavior)

Word Count: 680

(Just something I typed up on my phone because it was in my head and demanded to be written, a nice little mini-fic. Hope you enjoy!)

Tears streamed down your face, and your legs burned and ached from running so fast through the labyrinthine halls. Your frenzied footsteps on the cold tile floor were completely drowned out by the incessant blaring of the alarms.

When you slipped and broke the containment field, you had doomed everyone.

At last, you had made it to the exit. But it was covered by a heavier metal door with no handle.

Of course. The entire site was on lockdown now.

Maybe you could double back and hide in one of the abandoned rooms. If they weren't sealed off by now, too.

You ran off down a side corridor, but it was a dead end. Maybe it wouldn't come this way since it wasn't the way out.

Suddenly, the alarms and all the lights turned off. Probably sucked dry due to the escaped alien's ability to absorb energy.

You huddled into a corner in the darkness, nothing visible.

Then you saw light. Coming from far down the hall. The pale sickly green glow of the alien slowly approaching.

When he entered your field of view fully you gasped. He had a struggling Colonel Hughs in his arms, a hand over his mouth.

The alien slowly walked towards you and as he did so, he impaled Hughs with a spike that protruded from his wrists causing the colonel to rapidly age before turning to dust.

The alien had absorbed his life force.

It was humanoid, but had no eyes, nose, or mouth. Scars from "research" littered his body. Its wrist spike retracted back into itself as it slowly stepped towards you.

His strange ribbed cock poking out of his genital slit and lengthening as he approached.

It looked slimy and writhed as if with a will of its own. All while glowing with the same green light the rest of his body did.

You cowered and sobbed. You weren't ready to die. You weren't ready to die. You weren't ready to die.

And you weren't going to.

The alien had no intention to hurt you. He wanted you to be his incubator.

Out of all the people in the facility you were the only one he sensed any sympathy from. And no ill will. He only sensed regret and anxiety whenever your gaze landed on him.

It was the only modicum of kindness he experienced while being captured, contained, and experimented on.

He clung to it, focused on it. It was a lifeline for him.

And when you broke the containment unit he was housed in, he was convinced you had been purposefully trying to free him.

As he loomed over you, he could sense your fear. He gently wiped your tears away with his prehensile cock before pulling you up, turning you around, and pulling your pants down.

Yes~

This would do perfectly as a receptacle for his egg.

You begged and babbled, sure that he was about to turn you into dust.

When his slimy dick worked its way into you the noises you were making progressed into screams.

He put his hands carefully on your fragile human hips as his priggle writhed all around inside you, causing you to squirm and moan involuntarily in pleasure.

If he had a mouth your alien mate would have cooed at that sound.

The alien's dick molded itself to your inside perfectly, to kiss every little fold of your intimate depths, leaking viscous goo as it did so.

After your tenth forced orgasm from your otherworldly lover your legs finally gave out and he had to hold you close as he pumped one final time into you.

He deposited a large egg inside causing your tummy to bulge out, quite beautifully in his opinion.

The creature put his hand on your head and used his abilities to make you fell into a well earned sleep.

Green slime leaked from your entrance and down your legs when he pulled out of you.

It was a good thing you were a janitor, because once he had you back on his home world you'd be dealing with this mess daily.

[glorianamultistan]

Park Chanyeol x Male Reader

<Part 1> <Part 3>

'You are such a fine specimen y/n; no wonder Duke never turned over to look at us even when we flaunted ourselves voluptuously.' 'To deny the chance of becoming a consort to the crown for this, hmm, must be some witchcraft.' 'I never really liked visiting you all because of this, you might be the heir to the throne, and you might be beautiful, but that doesn't mean anyone would just let their guards down and be with you.'

'Forgetting all the manners are we now?' 'Not really Sohee, I rank as equal as you; you and Suyung both are princesses and I am a prince, I expect nothing but respect for the orders we represent.'

Meeting the princesses was tiring; the constant remarks and counter-attacks had y/n feeling as if he had himself trapped in a pathetic tragicomedy rather than a few days hosting at a castle.

Chanyeol was often out and about leaving y/n with the princesses, and it was getting hard to control his nerves as the days went by. One night, on his routine night visit Chanyeol found y/n sitting on the bed staring at the wall with dried-up tear stains on his cheeks and the yellowish pages of the book he had opened in his lap.

'I don't remember the palace being so ghastly as to push you to the limits.' He went ahead and sat where he regularly did, on the chair beside the dressing mirror, facing the bed.

'I am tired.' 'Your royal highness, I will leave at once if you say so.' He got up and almost left when y/n whispered 'Please, don't.'

Chanyeol turns, shocked, rather bewildered, and caught off guard. This was a new tone he was hearing; he looked over y/n still in bed, looking down at his lap, still as if he was a part of the whole furniture.

Chanyeol went back and made himself comfortable; at least he tried to do so; while y/n put the book at the side table and took a sip out of the glass that had been there for some time now.

'Are you not well? You can skip the gatherings tomorrow and rest; there is no need to over-exert yourself.' 'I am tired.' Y/n repeated, in an even lower voice than before. 'The princesses and their cousins are tiring; at least I had my brother before to accompany me so they were all mostly around him. Now, I am all alone and their remarks never stop. Is this why you brought me here? To leave me all day long to suffer through comments as if I had done something wrong. I never even wanted to marry you. You could have had the heir to the throne here. Why did you do this to me? And why do you never accompany me while I am with them?'

'I...' Chanyeol was at a loss for words; he never thought that the prince would break down in front of him like this. He never really wished for it too. He got up and slowly went to the bed as if approaching a sparrow in the wild; he knelt down on the carpet, near y/n while observing the younger.

'I am sorry. I had no idea that they were going to treat you like this. I thought that since you always visited the palace you all must be good friends. I have to attend the training of the main army heads daily here that is why I am never able to be here. I am sorry. And, I married you because I liked you, I never liked the princesses, I know my ways to procure you were rash, but morality never really worked in favour of love and war did it? I am really, deeply, religiously, devoted to you; if you command me right now, I will behead the princesses, their cousins, and all those who made you cry like this and run away with you to your home and fight if they come for you.' He was already standing with his sword in his hand and that was the moment y/n realised that this man was beyond understanding.

Doing so much harm, on one command of someone, no one should be allowed to wield such powers, yet here, in the middle of the night, in an isolated wing of a palace, y/n sat looking into Chanyeol's eyes directly after weeks, feeling a rush of emotions indescribable.

'You are not a very intelligent person are you, Chanyeol?' A comic relief, his name, uttered by y/n with a smile full of twinkling eyes. Y/n realised later that he called the other by name and looked down again, 'Sit on the bed, then talk, I feel uncomfortable like this.'

Chanyeon went on and sat on the opposite side of the bed looking over y/n with determined eyes, 'I am not joking, I will do it all if you want it and if that will make you leave your gloom behind.' 'You will do no such thing. Hearing such declarations are ghastly enough for me; you should know how much I hate violence.' 'Then what should I do!? Please your royal highness tell me. I will do it, just say it.' Chanyeol was eager and looked more like a big dog waiting for command than a general of the army.

'Take me home.' Y/n whispered looking up to meet Chanyeol's eyes. 'Okay, we can leave for your kingdom right now, I will take you and your luggage can be sent later.' Chanyeol got up and before he could move y/n said 'I - I meant Sandria, not that.' Y/n was trying to avoid the bulging eyes of the general and trying to calm the heat rising in his body. 'What!?' 'I meant take me to Sandria, I miss Lady Park.'

It took a whole awkward minute of silence for y/n to repeat it 'Can we go?' 'Yes!' Chanyeol almost screamed and shocked y/n, again, more happy dog than a general.

So they left, in the night, without their luggage, just the two of them on a single horse. It took them two days and in between Chanyeol stopped at grand inns and was welcomed warmly by the owners, but what surprised y/n was how kind they all were to him, often too kind and reminding him of Lady Park.

They took one room throughout the journey as they were married so to avoid any rumours they had to take such measures, but Chanyeol never slept in the bed; he was always on the sofa, half asleep, half guarding as the threat on the prince was ever looming.

When they reached, Lady Park was not surprised; she got the letter from the palace beforehand; rather she was inquisitive as to why they cut their stay short and why did they not take the train?

'Oh I am sorry Lady Park, I was just uncomfortable at the palace and missed this place so I asked Chanyeol to bring me back, and I never really had the chance to roam the country, outside the manors and abbeys and castles, so I asked him to take the horse, also there was no train available that instant.'

'Oh y/n, please do not worry, I am rather happy that you are back; it gets lonely here without anyone to talk to except the butler and the other servants.'

Chanyeol was shocked again to hear his name from y/n's mouth utter so casually; he did not want to point it out to the other but wanted so bad to ask him to use it more. On his part, he still could not muster up the courage to use y/n's name; it feels — ironically, after doing it all wrong — it feels disrespectful.

'I will go to the room and change up, then I will meet you in the library.' With that y/n was gone.

'Why did you not insist on waiting and taking the train!?' Lady Park asked his son with a bit more hint of anger than he thought he would be facing.

'I did! But he wanted to leave instantly. I had no choice.' 'What did you do now that he left the palace like this to come back?' Before Chanyeol could answer Lady Park led him to the library and motioned him to sit as if starting an official inquiry.

'I? How can I do something in the palace that would make him run away from there? And runaway back to my house? Make it make sense mother.' He should not be acting this sassy to her but he wanted to point out the absurdity of the blame.

'Then what happened? I am sure the palace was more comfortable than here.' 'Well, do not talk to him about it please, he will tell you if he would like you to know, but I guess you are so stuck up with rituals that he would not want to portray a bad image of your future queen to you.'

'What?' 'Yes, he was crying, apparently both the princesses and their cousins always passed remarks and comments about him and other stuff, you know, stuck-up royals. He told me his brother was good at handling them but he was more sensitive to all of this so it hurt him a lot. I asked him to command anything that could be done to make him feel better, and he asked me to bring him back, so on my word, I did, also dearest mum he said he missed you.'

"I cannot believe that such behaviour is sanctioned by our King and Queen. They must be doing it as a jest but if it hurt him so much then it is unacceptable." "Well, you know how they are still pent up about me not marrying anyone of them." "It would have solved so many problems and there would have been no useless war." "Mother, you make it sound like I marrying someone for such reasons will result in a long-lasting relationship." "What about you and the prince then? He married you to end the whole show of gore bloody circus you started! Do you think he is happy here and not half as miserable as you would have been!?"

There was an uncomfortable silence, Ldy Park had such a moment after months, Chanyeol thought she was over it, but all this talk flared her up again.

"Mom, you know..." "What!? You love him!? That!? Please, I am still so ashamed that my son really went out to kidnap someone, that too a prince, at the cost of innocent lives, all the facade which you have created around this seemingly happy, working-out relationship disgusts me to the very core. I am here only for his sake, as I cannot trust you to be with him alone here, otherwise, I would have left for the dower house months ago."

Now, Lady Park was not only angry, she was in tears, all of this built up inside her while the young couple was away. She has been keeping up her smiles around the prince but after getting to know about the incident at the palace and her son's justification for not marrying any one of the princesses, she was not able to control herself.

"Enough, I will have the rest of my life to be blaming you, we mustn't make a fuss over it all when he comes down, at least he should get comfort somewhere."

P.S.:- If you liked it, you can support me by buying me a coffee; link's on my page.

[fuuvvkk]

Kai | Kim Jongin X Male Reader

You got turn on after watching kai performance on love shot.

Warning: Smut, dirty talk, rough

"Ah! Fuck! Y/n slow down-" Kai stammered as he hold you stomach hoping you to slow the pace, instead you went to thrusting harder.

You grip tight his unbuttoned vest as you pulled him faster, "How dare you, huh?! You brought this on your own kai!" The jealousy strike you again, Kai is a moaning mess right now, lying on his back on his dressing room half naked with his jacket and vest still on, with you pounding into him without mercy.

"Ahhh- Right there! Fuck!" At this point Kai is already crying out of pleasure, begging you to have his release.

You noticed how Kai clenching around your dick as a sign he is about to cum, you abruptly slow the pace.

"Y/n! I was about to cum!"

You graze your hand on his abs slowing to his peck, "Look at you, everyone favorite fuck boy laying on his back begging for someone to fuck him on his tight little ass," you started to fasten the pace but not faster enough that it's satisfied the boy.

You lifted him to bend over the make up table, You gripped the tan boy hair as you started to pounding into him, Kai screaming at the sudden surprised closing his eye enjoying how your fingers played with his nipples.

You harshly pulled kai head, "Look at yourself! So needy for my cock!" Kai whined, truth to be told the kpop cassanova liked to be a slut in the bedroom, he loves it when his boyfriend treat him like a sex toy or a cum dumb that he can throw away after a quick fucked.

"Y/n I'm gonna--" You pulled back kai to your embaraced as you bucked your hips released your load deep into the younger ones, as kai squirted his cum on the mirror.

"Did I go to rough on you?"

"Yes.. and I love it."

[yunqitv]

what are some boy groups you want more writings for?

[averyfromzero]

avery's masterlist! 🤓☝️

s – smut f – fluff a – angst

⚠️ I'm sorry but I don't take requests! 😅

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NCT

who’s the better kisser? (s) - part 1

who’s the better c*ck? (s) - part 2

mark lee

rival or crush (f)

the winter soldier (part 2) (a, f)

ice hockey date (f)

just casually (s)

mario & luigi (s)

lee jeno

lazy sunday (s)

jeong jaehyun

the hitman (a, f)

na jaemin

shut up (a, f) *gender neutral

maroon (f) *gender neutral

breathe on me (s)

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EXO

park chanyeol

in the studio (s)

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SEVENTEEN

jeon wonwoo

long time coming (s)

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Misc

chris evans - wild wild wild west (s)

sebastian stan – friends with benefits (s)

chris evans x tom holland - hot sauce (s) *not reader-inserted

[lovekaikim]

The Librarians - Chen x Male Reader

Synopsis: You and your husband, Chen, get lost in a book that shouldn't even be one...

Tags: Fluff

Warnings: ITS SO FUCKING CUTE, inaccuracies to certain media

Chen's POV

"So, where do we put Jane Eyre?" My love, M/N asked me on a Friday night. We ran a library in London after we started dating 5 years ago, and we soon found our charms!

At the time, he was just an avid book reader, whilst I had a family-run bookshop in Seoul. We met in around 2018, and at first, we were just two bookworm pals.

But then we started to find out more about each other, in more ways than one.

We soon moved to London in 2019 to get ourselves started, and after we tied to knot in 2021, we put our heart & soul into making this place the best library in the north of London.

"In the classics collection!" I remarked playfully. We had just closed for the night, and although we'd had our own place 5 mins from here, we still couldn't help but get lost in our own little world here.

I was busy putting some of the newer books and mangas away when I saw one that caught my attention...

"How did the author not get sued by GMMTV for writing this?" I asked myself. M/n came running towards me, and what be saw made him gasp.

Someone had written a book version of Kinnporsche.

"We have to read it to see if anything's inaccurate!" He exclaimed.

After about 2 hours, I was not pleased with what this author had written. There were fucking inaccuracies all over the place! Let me list them.

1: Big is not dead(or presumed dead)

2: Pete is actually scared of Vegas

3: Kim and Chay are pretty much absent

4: Kinn is submissive

And 5!: Vegas is actually irredeemable.

"Who sent this book to us?" I asked, seething. "Umm...a Mr Downery. Want to have a word?" He pondered. I nodded.

The next day, we put up a new rule:

NO BOOK/FILM VERSIONS OF MEDIA IF THEY ARE FUCKING INACCURATE!