#hoonie 🩷

[heedeungism]

synopsis: the duke loves you dearly, yes, but how could you possibly know that? includes: bridgerton au, suggestive, profanity , hoon is a rake

as duke and duchess of hastings, it was expected that you produce an heir within the year. being the notorious love match of the season, the diamond and the duke, the image of your family back in london was counting on your ability to ‘perform your duty’, as the ton loved to put it.

sunghoon, your husband, the duke, had been the one to propose the deal. you’d been told your whole life that your interests meant nothing if your husband did not share them, yet he had asked you what your favorite color was. you had been told that horse riding wasn’t ladylike, yet he had shown you his favorite mare and asked you if you’d ever ridden.

he was all the right things, you’d thought. though truthfully, he had one quality you couldn't look past. he was a rake. he frequented brothels, fucked whores, but called on you and gave you the most expensive flowers, and spoke the sweetest of nothings. it was almost enough to look past. you’d thought that you’d be able to get past it, that if he was in love with you enough to propose he’d be in love enough to stop visiting the brothels.

that hope was shattered the moment he’d proposed. it wasn’t romantic, nor was it anything you wanted.

“a deal?” you remember asking when he had looked at you with eyes you had never seen so unfeeling, “or a marriage?”

“you will be allowed the estate. every luxury you desire will be yours.” he had stated, “while i—“

“spend your nights at your beloved brothels?” his face when you had spoken those words had sent your heart into its own frozen hell. “you do not have to explain yourself, your grace.”

and so, the two of you married. you knew that despite the pieces he had left your heart in he would keep his word, and he did. you’d never worn such luxurious gowns nor felt fabric so soft and breathable as your nightdress.

your mama had told you little about what the night of your wedding entailed, only that if a certain event did not transpire the marriage would be null. that event was never described in full to you by your mother, only hinted at by jane austen, and yet it had been nearly a month since your nuptials and the duke had left the space between the two of you alarmingly obvious. the large bed that while you both slept on you did not share, the avoidance of eye contact, and the heat of his hand on yours only for him to pull away before you can let it pool.

on mornings that you allow yourself to sleep in, you are unsure if the ghostly touch along your cheekbone and the gentle tucking of your hair out of your face is your imagination or just the breeze coming from the open window. on nights that you are plagued by the feeling of being undesirable, you can feel his gaze on your back when he thinks you’re asleep.

on a night like this one, you find yourself reaching a point of exhaustion. “your grace.” you greet as you enter his study, the place he would keep to himself and even eat on most nights.

he barely glances up from his paperwork, “do you need something?”

shaking your head, you pull the shawl you have over your shoulders to cover the skin that your nightdress didn’t. the pink color of the fabric was what you had described as your favorite when the duke had asked. it’s the color of nearly every dress you have been provided with since moving into clyvedon. “no, i simply came to inform you that i am having the maids move my things into the duchess’s chambers.”

his interest is piqued, and he finally looks at you. “why ever would you have them do that?”

“is reason needed to move into my own chambers?”

your response garners a look from your husband, “separate rooms shall not be suffered.”

his words cause you to scoff, “yet a silent marriage will be?”

he is silent for a moment before he speaks, “jones.” the butler standing by the door straightens up, “inform the maids that they will under no circumstances move the duchess’ belongings from our chambers.”

“sir.” the man nods, exiting the room and leaving you with your husband.

“will you continue to go about your days acting as if i do not exist?” you question goes unanswered as sunghoon resumes his paperwork. “fine, i will move them myself.”

“you will do no such thing.”

“oh, i believe i will.” you retort and sunghoon stands, hands placed on the desk as his jaw shifts.

“i forbid you.”

the audacity baffles you, frustration turning into fury within the second, “you forbid me?”

sunghoon walks out from behind his desk, stopping beside it, “you are my wife. your hatred i can tolerate but i will not allow the agony of separate rooms.”

“am i your wife?” you ask, watching his hands twitch at his sides and his eyes darken, “we had a wedding, yes, but if we did not spend that night together are we truly married?”

“you speak nonsense.” he dismisses, eyes no longer on you as he turns away, “go to bed.”

“do not speak to me like i am a child—“

“i said-“ he starts, voice raising as he turns back toward you with a darkness in his gaze, “go. to. bed.”

his eyes pierce your own as his voice is low and nearly breathless, you lower your chin just the slightest as your heart aches, “i am not a child, nor am i a fool. i know you do not love me but i did not think you cruel enough for trickery.”

“trickery?” he asks, seemingly clueless as the what you mean.

you begin, “the day we met in that garden i thought you different, kind. you led me to believe such lies, you knew i could not say no to you, you trapped me in a loveless marriage that you knew i did not desire—“

“loveless? if that is what you believe this marriage to be, it is not i who is the cause,” he argues, and you narrow your eyes.

“am i to believe that you love me? have your actions up to this very moment warranted such beliefs?” your question causes your husband’s jaw to shift.

“go to bed.” he looks down at his desk again.

“do not tell me what to do.”

“what do you want from me?” he whips around to look at you. “i have given you riches, i have given you every gown you could possibly desire, i have had the finest soaps imported from india and yet you continue to oppose me. what. do. you. want?”

“i want a husband. not a stranger that i share a bed with, not a keeper.” you state, “i know you do not love me, but if I am to be duchess and produce an heir i deserve better than an absent duke.”

sunghoon remains silent for a moment before his hands clench into fists and his cold eyes meet your own. “call me a stranger, loathe my existence for the rest of your life but never think for even a moment that i do not love you.”

you are stunned into silence, and he continues, stepping closer and closer until your breaths mingle as he says, “i have spent the past fortnights in agony. suffering through the nights i cannot touch you. speaking to you is not enough, nor is being in your company. i have never in my life felt as though i cannot inhale what another does not exhale and yet i find myself suffocating with every moment i am not by your side.”

his fingers ghost over your cheekbone and you find your breath caught in your throat. “i have loved you ever since i saw you in that garden. do not dare question that.”

your lips part and his eyes follow them. your chest rises as you inhale sharply and deeply, attempting to process the words leaving his lips as well as their close proximity to your own. “you…love me.”

your tone is not one of question, and his pleasure in that fact is shown through both his actions and the three words you had yearned to leave his lips since he’d proposed. the same lips that capture yours in a hungry and insatiable kiss that has you in shambles.

your knees buckle, legs turning to jelly, and like he had expected it his arms wrap around you and pulls you closer. his tongue meets yours the moment your lips part and as he brings you to sit on his desk, the pressure of his body between your legs sends a jolt of pleasure you have never experienced before up your body, prompting a choked whimper to escape between the mess of lips and tongue.

“your grace.” you exhale against him, quickly silenced by his lips once again as he breathes you in like you’re the last atom of oxygen on earth.

“your grace.” he responds in kind, hand trailing up your thigh under your nightdress. then, there’s contact and a loud keen that like the rest of them, he swallows with ease.

©heedeungism : do not rewrite, copy, repost, or translate any of my works without my permission.

[lilmashae]

OKAY OKAY HEAR ME OUT BUT WHINY-DOM!SUNGHOON???😵‍💫

a/n: i'm listening !

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'hoonie's usually so mean — calling you all kinds of names:

"dumb baby... 'drooling 'n 's'only the tip..."

"pretty 'lil slut takin' me so good... fuck!"

but when he gets impatient, he can only focus on one thing — how well you suck him in.

i'm a firm believer that sunghoon loves quickies — whenever, where ever. he bites down on his sweet, pink bottom lip as he sinks his cock inside of your tight gummy walls, dark brows knitting together as his mouth falls agape.

"'s'warm, 'n tight... fuck..."

each thrust is sloppier, harder than the last. the squelching and lewd moans fill the small storage closet.

"fuck, y/n... please cum, please cum, please... shit!"

even after you two cum he's still bucking his hips up into your heat, the still-leaking tip of his cock kissing your cervix and rubbing your g-spot. "s'so good, mhm... fuck!"

he's all whiny, breathing hard with his face buried in your neck.

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guidelines and disclaimers! please excuse how shitty my writings been lately 🗣 i'm tryna get back into it 🩷

[onlyjaeyun]

𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 – 𝐁𝐂 𝟑

𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

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(A/N: btw there's NO risk in k telling hoonie about this bc he actually doesn't know y/n and subghoon are siblings! just so you guys dont come up with theories💀)

(A/N: i hope you guys enjoyed this as much as i did 😭 im sorry for making k the bad guy i actually like him a lot but it just felt fitting yk?💀 tysm to 🍀 nonie for suggesting to make this the bc! and tysm for all the love babies, you guys are the best! feedback and reblogs are always appreciated!!!🥺🩷🧸)

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[jwonsite]

happy birthday to the prettiest boy in the world, my hoonie🩷 your smile lights up a whole entire universe

[depressedhouseplant]

🔞 Down For Your Love (Milsun & Bbangkyu)🔞

Synopsis:

Q: How many men does it take to satisfy Lee Hyunjae?

A: 3 - one to fuck him, one to feed his degradation kink, & one to watch

WC: 2600

Tags: Group sex, liberal use of the words “whore” “slut”, & “bitch”, consensual cheating (you’ll see why), anal sex, Service Top Younghoon, Top Sunwoo, Power Bottom Changmin, Bottom Hyunjae, Mean Dom Changmin

A/N: Come on in & get your TBZ group sex fix that you didn’t know you needed

Hyunjae shoved his way onto Younghoon’s bed with little concern for the fact he was trying to do something on his phone. Younghoon noticed Hyunjae was wearing one of Juyeon’s favorite hoodies. Juyeon wasn’t much bigger than Hyunjae but somehow he looked tiny in the black hoodie that came down over the tops of his thighs. His legs were bare and he wrapped them around Younghoon’s jogger clad ones. Younghoon put his phone down allowing Hyunjae to bury his face in his neck and otherwise flop all over the taller boy.

“Did you talk to Juyeon?” Younghoon asked.

“Yeah,” came the muffled reply.

“And?” Younghoon began massaging Hyunjae’s scalp.

“He looks sick,” Hyunjae replied.

“It’s going to take time, Jae,” Younghoon said. “He’s not going to recover instantly.”

“I know. He was the one comforting me for half an hour,” Hyunjae told him. Younghoon smiled a little.

“Was that supposed to surprise me?” he teased.

“Shut up. I’m emotional,” Hyunjae grumbled.

“I’m sorry. Juyeonie will be back before you know it,” Younghoon replied. He rested his hand on Hyunjae’s thigh and began mindlessly tracing patterns. Hyunjae began to squirm.

“Sorry, is that tickling?” Younghoon stopped. Hyunjae took his hand and practically smacked it back on his thigh.

“Feels good. Keep doing it,” he mumbled into Younghoon’s neck.

“Sure,” Younghoon continued brushing his fingers across Hyunjae’s fair skin. It didn’t take long before Hyunjae was mouthing at Younghoon’s neck. “What are you doing?”

“Horny,” he mumbled.

“I don’t think I can help you with that,” Younghoon replied.

“Juyeon said it’s okay,” Hyunjae nipped at Younghoon’s jaw. Younghoon leaned back to look at Hyunjae.

“Do you have that in writing?” he asked. Hyunjae opened up his messages.

My Love 🩷: Yes, you can fuck around with other people. Just don’t forget about me 😘

Younghoon looked over it twice.

“I mean, if he’s okay with it…” he started. Hyunjae was immediately on top of him, rutting his hips against Younghoon’s thigh.

“Fucking finally,” Hyunjae said against Younghoon’s lips. “Need you to be mean.”

“Excuse me?” Younghoon pulled his head back.

“Not like hit me, but call me names,” Hyunjae replied.

“I don’t think I can do that,” Younghoon said.

“Hoonie,” Hyunjae whined. Younghoon rolled him over and the hoodie pulled up exposing Hyunjae’s bright red and leaking dick.

“You weren’t wearing underwear?” he couldn’t hide his surprise.

“Was hoping you’d agree to fuck me,” Hyunjae whined. “Are you gonna?”

“Just wait here for a second,” Younghoon told Hyunjae. There was only one person he knew could feed that particular kink.

“Come in,” Changmin called when Younghoon knocked on his door.

“I need your help with Hyunjae,” he said. Changmin put down his phone and looked at Younghoon.

“I’m not gonna lie, I’m not exactly sure why you came in here with a raging boner asking for my help with Hyunjae when you obviously have your own set of issues,” he said.

“Can you please just come to my room?” Younghoon wasn't above begging.

“Fine,” Changmin got up and followed Younghoon. Hyunjae was still on the bed whining like he was in pain.

“This is what you need help with?” Changmin raised an eyebrow.

“He wants me to…be mean to him. You know me. I can’t do that,” Younghoon explained.

“And Juyeon is okay with this?” Changmin asked.

“Yes. I confirmed it myself,” Younghoon nodded.

“Alright,” Changmin sighed. He got on the bed next to Hyunjae.

“I’m going to give you what you want but I need to know something first. What’s your safe word?” he asked.

“September,” he replied.

“No hitting?” Changmin asked.

“Not in the face,” Hyunjae whined.

“Fair enough. Do you want me to fuck you or do you want Hoonie to fuck you?” Changmin asked.

“No offense but neither of you are big enough,” Hyunjae replied, unable to stay still.

“Of course. Damn Juyeon and that fucking monster between his legs,” Changmin huffed. He got up and threw open the door with no care about the fact Hyunjae’s dick was on full display and Younghoon’s was very prominent in his pants. “Sunwoo! Get in here!”

Less than a minute later Sunwoo was at the door.

“What did you ne- ,” Sunwoo stopped in his tracks when he took in the scene in front of him.

“Please come in,” Changmin gave an exaggerated bow and closed the door behind Sunwoo.

“What’s going on?” Sunwoo looked among the three of them.

“It seems our Hyunjae is massively horny and Younghoonie can’t give him what he needs,” Changmin said.

“Which is?” Sunwoo asked carefully.

“A lot of dirty talk and a big dick,” Changmin always did have a way with words.

“You want me to fuck him?” Sunwoo pointed at himself.

“Obviously only if you want to, but you’re the only one with a big enough dick to satisfy this size queen,” Changmin gave Hyunjae a not so subtle sideeye. Hyunjae tried to glare back but it ended up looking more pathetic than anything. Younghoon squirmed in his desk chair. Sunwoo sat gingerly on the end of the bed.

“I guess if it’s okay with Juyeon,” Sunwoo replied.

“Hoonie confirmed it for us,” Changmin told him. “Though I don’t think Juyeon was counting on three of us having to keep his boyfriend happy.”

“Something tells me he won’t be surprised,” Younghoon said under his breath.

“You ready?” Changmin asked.

“Please,” Hyunjae whined.

“You know what to do if it’s too much,” he said.

“Yes,” Hyunjae confirmed. Changmin nodded, then straddled Hyunjae’s delicate hips. He gripped the older boy’s chin between his fingers.

“Pretty, always so pretty,” he mused. “Too bad that’s all you’ve got going for you.”

Younghoon opened his mouth to interrupt but Changmin held up his hand.

“If you don’t think you can handle this then you might want to leave,” he said, not taking his eyes off Hyunjae.

“No, no I’ll be okay,” Younghoon insisted.

“Then let me do what he wants me to do, yes?” Changmin said.

“Yes,” Younghoon replied.

“Thank you. Now where was I?” he tightened his grip on Hyunjae’s jaw.

“Changmin, touch me,” Hyunjae whined. Changmin dug his fingers into Hyunjae’s chin hard.

“Did I tell you that you could talk? Stupid sluts don’t get to talk,” he said. “That’s all you are, isn’t it? A stupid little slut who goes running to anyone to get some dick when his boyfriend isn’t here. Can’t even wait until he gets back?”

“No,” Hyunjae whined.

“I thought so. Did you even try your own hand first?” Changmin adjusted his clothed hips on Hyunjae’s exposed ones.

“No. Knew it wouldn’t feel good,” Hyunjae tried to shake his head, but Changmin’s grip on his chin prevented him from moving.

“You would think Juyeon would be smart enough to leave his whore of a boyfriend with a toy at least. He should know you better than that,” Changmin looked down at him.

“Don’t like touching myself,” Hyunjae replied. Younghoon shifted in the chair. Part of him was disturbed by the way Changmin was talking to Hyunjae. Another part of him was turned on. Very turned on.

“Of course you don’t. So fucking spoiled. Can’t do a damn thing for yourself. Can’t even get yourself off,” Changmin let go of Hyunjae’s chin and grabbed onto his hair. Younghoon winced watching how hard Changmin dug his fingers in.

“Not my fault,” Hyunjae replied. Changmin gave him a hard slap on his thigh with his free hand.

“Did I ask your opinion?” he demanded.

“No,” Hyunjae squeaked.

“Then keep it to yourself,” Changmin tugged on his hair. Hyunjae groaned in pleasure. Changmin looked back at Sunwoo.

“If you’re not hard already, I suggest you take off your clothes and get started,” he said.

Sunwoo nodded then took off his clothes. Even half hard, he was still huge. Hyunjae was right. Younghoon definitely wouldn’t have been able to satisfy him.

“You’re up,” Changmin said. Sunwoo nodded as Changmin got off Hyunjae’s hips.

“I’ll go easy,” Sunwoo said.

“Please don’t,” Hyunjae whined. Sunwoo looked at Changmin.

“He’ll tell you if it’s too much. He knows what he can handle,” Changmin assured him. Sunwoo nodded and slid two fingers into Hyunjae.

“Just put your dick in me,” Hyunjae grunted.

“I’m not sure that’s -,” Sunwoo began.

“You don’t get to give orders around here. He’ll put his dick in you when he’s damn good and ready,” Changmin snapped. Sunwoo looked at Changmin and he nodded to go ahead. Sunwoo kept opening Hyunjae up as Changmin and Younghoon watched.

“Sunwoo,” Hyunjae whined.

“Not until he’s at least 4 fingers deep in you. Though if I were really mean, I’d make you wait until he could fist you. I know you’re loose enough for it,” Changmin said. Sunwoo looked at Changmin slightly horrified.

“Four fingers,” he said to Sunwoo. The youngest nodded and continued to open the older boy up. Changmin climbed behind Sunwoo and began working him to full hardness. “You’re no good to any of us if you can’t use that giant dick.”

Younghoon swallowed hard. The other three were on his bed - Sunwoo three fingers deep in Hyunjae, Changmin behind Sunwoo working his cock, and Hyunjae bucking his hips onto Sunwoo’s fingers, the hoodie still on. This was not how he expected to spend his Tuesday night.

“Alright, he’s ready,” Changmin said, letting go of Sunwoo’s dick and sitting back on the bed. Hyunjae spread his legs and Sunwoo pushed into him.

“You want help with that?” Changmin looked at Younghoon squirming in his desk chair, hand pressed hard against his crotch.

“Yes,” Younghoon squeaked. Changmin grabbed the lube off the bed, pulled Younghoon’s joggers down to release his cock, and began generously lubing him. Younghoon practically went rigid.

“Relax, baby. You’ll give yourself a cramp,” Changmin eased the movement of his hand.

“Be nice,” Younghoon whined. Changmin pulled off his pants and climbed into Younghoon’s lap.

“I’ll be good to you. Don’t worry,” he grinned as the desk chair screeched in protest.

“Don’t you have to…” Younghoon started.

“How do you think I knew to call Sunwoo in here?” Changmin brushed his lips against the shell of Younghoon’s ear. Younghoon whimpered as Changmin seated himself on his dick. “Such a good boy. Trying to help your friend without even getting off yourself.”

Changmin draped his arms over Younghoon’s shoulders and began to ride him. He was hot and squeezed Younghoon at all the right times.

“Fucking hell, Changmin,” Younghoon grunted as Changmin rode him harder.

“Gonna make you come hard, darling. You’re gonna fill me up,” he panted. Younghoon was sweating through his shirt. In retrospect it might have been a good idea to take it off. He pulled Changmin’s head down and kissed him hard. Changmin pulled up the bottom of Younghoon’s shirt and dug his fingers into Younghoon’s abs.

“Need to show these off more. Shame to keep them covered,” Changmin said against Younghoon’s mouth.

“Maybe I don’t want everyone to see them,” Younghoon breathed.

“Next time I’m making you take your shirt off,” Changmin nipped at Younghoon’s bottom lip. Next time?

Before Younghoon could overthink it, Changmin clamped down on his dick hard. Younghoon’s orgasm ripped through him. Changmin milked him dry then gave his own dick a few quick strokes before coming all over Younghoon’s shirt.

“I haven’t had sex in a long time,” Younghoon admitted once they both caught their breath.

“Then I guess you’ll have to start counting again,” Changmin grinned.

“I didn’t think that -,” Younghoon was interrupted by a loud groan from Hyunjae. He’d all but forgotten there was another couple fucking his bed. Sunwoo had pulled his hips up and was fucking into him like a ragdoll.

“That’s it, take what he gives you like a good little bitch,” Changmin switched back to his authoritative voice. Younghoon felt his dick twitch. Changmin looked down at him and grinned

“Are you sure you don’t have a degradation kink, too?” he teased.

“Shut up,” Younghoon glared at him. Changmin kept smirking as he turned around with Younghoon still inside him and sat facing Hyunjae and Sunwoo. The hoodie had ridden up so most of Hyunjae’s chest was exposed.

“Gonna show off your tits now? Hoping he’ll fuck you harder?” Changmin asked. He not so subtly started grinding on Younghoon again.

“Not showing off,” Hyunjae whined.

“I think you are. Sunwoo, do you think he deserves to be fucked harder?” Changmin asked.

“Tell me what to do,” Sunwoo replied.

“Fuck him like the whore he is,” Changmin instructed. Sunwoo locked Hyunjae’s hips around his waist, leaned down, and bit Hyunjae’s nipple.

“Shit!” he grunted. Changmin leaned back against Younghoon’s chest and began stroking his cock again.

“That’s it. Make sure he knows who’s in charge,” he said. Younghoon whined when Changmin tightened his walls around his still mostly hard cock. “Think you can come again for me?”

“What?” Younghoon asked.

“You heard me,” Changmin looked up at him. Younghoon whimpered. Changmin turned his attention back to Sunwoo and Hyunjae. “Bite him again.” Sunwoo leaned down and bit Hyunjae’s other nipple.

“If you do that again I’m going to come,” Hyunjae grunted.

“You’ll come when I tell you to,” Changmin replied. “You can’t come until Hoonie comes again.”

Changmin hooked one arm behind Younghoon’s neck and began fucking onto his cock again.

“What if he doesn’t come again?” Hyunjae asked, Sunwoo having stopped temporarily to catch his breath.

“Then I guess you don’t get to come,” Changmin shrugged.

“That’s…” Hyunjae began.

“Mean? Isn’t that what you wanted?” Changmin smirked.

“Fuck,” Hyunjae sighed. Sunwoo readjusted Hyunjae on his dick and started fucking into him again.

“Changmin, I don't know if I can,” Younghoon said.

“I think you can,” Changmin replied. He spread his legs wider and started bucking his hips hard into Younghoon’s lap. “Do I have to call you a whore too?”

“Stop,” he whined.

“My pretty doesn’t want to admit that he likes being called names? Don’t want to admit that you like being called a whore?” Changmin teased. Younghoon felt the heat pooling in his gut.

“Stop it,” Younghoon squirmed.

“Do you really mean that?” Changmin asked. He took his arm off of Younghoon’s shoulder, leaned forward bracing his arms on Younghoon’s knees, and began riding him with his whole ass on display. Hyunjae was practically crying from the bed. Younghoon was the one Hyunjae sought out initially. Younghoon grabbed Changmin’s hips to hold him still as he started fucking into the smaller boy.

“So you do want another one,” Changmin smirked over his shoulder. Younghoon wanted to slap the smile off his face. That was something else to be explored later. With more effort than he would’ve liked, Younghoon came a second time.

“You can finish,” Changmin said to Hyunjae. He came so hard Younghoon thought he might strain something. He took Sunwoo with him, the youngest fucking hard into him as he finished. Changmin got off Younghoon’s lap paying no mind to the come running down his legs. He flopped on the bed next to Sunwoo who cuddled into his side. Younghoon managed to get his jelly legs to move and pulled Hyunjae into his chest as little spoon.

“Are you fucking done? My AirPods are about to die!” Chanhee yelled through the door. Younghoon felt his whole body blush.

“Yes! But you might want to charge them just in case!” Changmin yelled back.

“Pervs!” they heard Chanhee walk away.

“You know I’m just gonna be horny again in like two hours,” Hyunjae observed.

“That’s enough time,” Changmin grinned. Younghoon quickly resigned himself to the fact that neither he nor his dick would be getting any rest tonight.

[heeliopheelia]

This is THE BEST Hyunjin edit I have saved in my account so imma gift it to you baby 💞

Also this one..... It's Ot8 and it lives in my mind rent free

Have a little Hoonie edit too, babygirl!

OWMDNENS I LOVE THEM 🫡🫶🩷 WAIT IMMA RUN TO MY GALLERY APP TO FIND YOU A FAVORITE EDIT OF MINE!!!

No cause look at that 🧍

AND THE HOON EDIT WITH SORRY OMG I LOVED THE JAY ONE SO MUCH ALREADY, I LOVE THIS ONE TOO 😭

[ja3yun]

i agree with what the other anon said. please knock me out and wake me up on friday because WHAT WAS THAT THE ENDING my heart literally dropped again ?? my poor hoonie 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 i can alr imagine that the ending of the next chapter u mentioned.. won’t be any good 🤕 and im already scared as hell😭 PLEASE DO NOT BREAK THEM UP??

also that mom. what a bitch. and also hoonie hes so in love 😭 i love how u write the ml like so in love with their partner? it feels so 🩷🎀 if u get what i mean

anyway! its 2am yet again so i will go sleep before i miss any classes again tomorrow 😭🥹

no bc i'm actually so excited for the next chapter like, you're all gonna have different reactions and i'll be buzzing to see it.

i think men irl are...like they can be horrible, so my fic men will always be my standard 🫠 i want men who love women in my fics at all times, even allen loves rina like crazy you just dont know it bc theyre side characters

good luck in classes today!

[wonibow]

for you, my love 🩷

screaming sobbing pounding my fist on the ground with hearts floating around my head aggressively

omg for me? 🥹 they're so so lovely, thank you so much hoonie~ i'll keep them in my room so i can think of you whenever i see them 💗💗

[jaylaxies]

you and moon are crazy good at writing girlll i just read the ur spiderman sunghoon and wow… need more from u guys ❤️

i kinda wanna write more about spidey!hoon and yes, we love it when @celeste-hoon loses herself as she writes about the love of her life (hoonie) 🩷 i’m glad you like it anonnie :3

[hwa-sangsbbygrl]

My Hoonie roady misses you so much, we'll always wait🩷

[heedeungism]

prompt: “confessing in the heat of the moment, leading to a kiss” w/ bridgerton!sunghoon includes: kissing, arguments?, branding(in the poetic sense), fem!reader, lowercase

“i do not understand.” you say, voice soft and unsure.

sunghoon huffs out a sigh of frustration, “i do not know how i can make myself clearer.”

he runs a hand through his messy hair, a look unfit for a duke but ever so alluring on him. it was only moments ago that he tossed stones at your window, beckoning you to join him outside, panting like he had run from the danbury estate he had been staying at during his visit all the way here just to speak to you.

your concerns were well placed, he looked rather underdressed for a night out, his coat left behind and with it his sense. seriously, if scandal does not follow this night you are unsure if lady whistledown truly is as all-knowing as she claims.

“do you love me?” he had questioned the moment you had asked what on earth he was thinking, visiting you at such an hour, covering yourself with the soft pink robe your dear sister had gifted you for your birthday. it was indecent but he had regrettably seen you in much less over the years of friendship. though, the childish sleepovers stopped occurring after your 17th, when it finally started sinking in that both of you had duties to your family.

“why are you—“ you nearly ask, instead shaking your head and saying, “you’re flushed, your grace.”

“answer me.” he says—no, he orders. “do you love me?”

“i cannot.” you say, visibly recoiling back into yourself as he steps forward. “you cannot ask me such things, your grace.”

“why do you call me that?” he questions so softly, and when you look up from where you had averted your gaze, you find his centered on you with an emotion foreign to your mind but so familiar to your heart. 

a shaking hand smooths down your dress, and you swallow the nerves down your throat, “it is your title, is it not?”

“you…” he trails off, and you swear you see his jaw shift in the darkness, only illuminated by the far lamps lining the gardens. “apologies for waking you, i will take my leave.”

his change in tone strikes you, “you are cross.”

“i am not.” he denies with a click of his tongue.

shaking your head you step closer, knowing him well enough to know the sound he makes is telling of his lies, “yes, you are. why are you angry?”

“because i burn for you, and you cannot say the same.” he buries his face in his hands the moment the words leave his lips with such unrestrained passion and heartbreak that your chest aches.

you watch him with little control of your breathing, how he runs a hand down his face and shakes his head, the other dropping to his side limply, until finally you find your breath, “you burn…for me?”

he looks at you, and you assume the years of knowing each other, learning feelings from expressions and easing pain through body language, that he sees exactly how you feel about his confession. he continues, stepping close with every word, “there is not a word in this world that can truly express my feelings, but you are the torch that brands my heart.”

“sunghoon.” you exhale, chest moving with your breaths.

“will you answer?” he asks, his body so close now that you feel his warmth. “i do not wish to keep you from sleep any longer.”

a lie. you can tell by the way he exhales so sharply through his nose. from this close, you can see that his pupils are dilated, his eyes lidded.

“i do,” you say. the three simple words that you had said to him countless times yet had never allowed yourself to mean in the way they do now hang on your tongue, your lips parting to speak them out loud yet the duke has grown too impatient to wait.

his hand spears into your hair, pulling you as close as the cloth between your bodies would allow, his lips claiming yours with an intensity you had never experienced. he knew this, and you knew that despite his approach, the hand on your waist remained unmoving as did the one in your hair because he was holding back. 

you had never tasted another’s desire, only fantasized. yet, if this is what it felt like all along you wish he had snuck into the gardens earlier. following his pace was a challenge that you took in stride, sucking in a breath every fleeting moment that he pulled away to change his angle. 

“let me…” he whispers through the fraction of space between you, “court you properly.”

his name leaves your lips and a low groan is what his answer with before claiming their rightful place once again.

©heedeungism : do not rewrite, copy, repost, or translate any of my works without my permission.

[lilmashae]

enhypen and bondage??

hy anonnie, gonna write ts kinda mtl-ish..? anyways,, hope you like it :3 wasn't too sure if u were reffering to enha or the reader so im gvin ya both 🫡 ty for the request!! 🩷

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ double-knot! — enha hyung line

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sunghoon

sunghoon gets a kick out of watching you struggle—it's so amusing to him. he's so mean, sunghoon loves to tease you. he'd hold (tie) your legs above your head so that he could easily shove a dildo into your cute little hole. hoonie may be mean, but he makes sure you're taken care of: from stuffing your tight, sloppy cunt to massaging and prodding at your puffy clit.

would 100% let you tie him up! not a single doubt that he'd love for you to restrain him—tie him up and fuck him dumb or hold him down and jerk him off until he's cumming all over himself—your choice! just imagine how he cries and begs to cum, "p-please, y/n... i promise i'll be good!" he'd be all whiny with tears forming in his eyes.

heeseung

heeseung loves to tease you, he loves watching you squirm! he'd love watching you squeal and whine, writhing while you're all tied up for him. because heeseung loves to tease you, i'm convinced that he'd tie your arms above your head and leave your legs free—why, you ask? he wants you to be a good girl of course (because good girls get rewarded, and he only wants the best for you), he'd spend hours overstimulating you, tongue repeatedly flicking at your clit. "keep your legs open, baby. c'mon... take what seungie's giving you." he'd hum. it's not like you could push him off, not that you wanted to, but after all your hands weren't exactly free.

i think hee would let you tie him up—if you asked nicely of course. he'd enjoy the sensation of the rope, ribbon, whatever on his skin as you gave his tip small kitten licks before positioning yourself on top of his cock and sinking down onto the length.

jake

i feel like jake is too needy and impatient, he feels like bondage or restraints might get in the way so i don't think it'd ever cross his mind unless you directly asked. however, he would definitely let you tie him up—wants you suck him off and right before he cums, just get up and leave him there. the edging would go on and on, you'd come back each time to a frantic jaeyun desperately squeezing his thighs together, begging for some type of friction. to tease him even more you'd play with the tight knots (not too tight) crossed around his wrists, watching the way he heavily breathed—"jakey..." you'd softly whisper against his neck, "want me to untie you now?"

jay

i don't think jay would be too into bondage, he doesn't "like" the idea of watching his princess struggling. however i definitely think that he'd like the aspect of you begging for his dick and praising him. things like, "please, jay, 'want your cock so bad..." or, "fuck! 's so big—perfect. i love the way you stretch me out..." thing you can say during regular or vanilla sex, just more intense because you're needy and tied up. he doesn't like denying you though, so of course i think you'd have to ask him to try anything associating with bondage—may-be down to let you tie him up if that's how you're feeling! just be nice to him, please! stroke his hair and tell him how good he's doing while you continue to ride him.

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i feel like i strayed from the topic at hand but it's okay i think...? new formatttttt?? maybe ill start adding more "detail" into titles n shit 🤷🏽‍♀ ionk,,,, requests are open mama!

[onlyjaeyun]

hc’s for poison PLS they make me emo💔

it's been about a week since poison ended and i'm still so attached so let's go 😭😭🩷

– heeyn end up travelling the world with sungie girl and every time they leave all the boys end up crying because of how much they know they're going to miss their comfort baby 🥺 ace usually stays with ninghoon!

– ning announces her first pregnancy on sunghoon's birthday 🥺

– once sungie starts daycare, heeseung plans his schedule so he can always drop her off and pick her up because he misses her so much

– wonie meets his future wife during a coffee date with sungie and y/n where his god daughter threw a fit because her uncle peeled the banana for her instead of letting it do herself (she was 2 at the time) while her mom was gone and his future wife intervened and helped him calm her down 🫣

– y/n and heeseung do weekly date nights where they spend the whole day together and then sleep at a hotel to have the one on one time they need and their friends usually fight over who gets to watch sungie for the night 😭

– their second born is a boy who they decide to call "younghoon" dedicated to sunghoon yet again and as soon as hoonie finds out about it he breaks into tears and actually sobs the first week after his nephew is born because he can't believe how loved he is

– oh oh and the whole office heeyn works at know about their daughter and they call heeyn their dream couple 🥺

[blankspacedoll]

Hello, Darling i am feeling a little ill today…

my name is angel or doll/dolly and i am 16 years old

i have bpd, adhd, autism, ocd, and odd. please be patient with me as i struggle interacting with people

i am a irl of many medias. pls dm me if you’re wondering about any of my sources… some of my irls include hooni, shinji, k-angel, ciel, and sunny/omori

i am very obsessive and will do anything in my power to try and make you mine… but please keep in mind i am gay / mlm and i am not interested in women… if i flirt w you pls don’t take it to heart and try and “change” me

DNI with me if you’re under 15 please… my content is not suited for you

i post nsfw, $H, @N@, yandere, and my interests <3

Angels Health Charts

i am hypersexual please dm me how sweet and well behaved i am…

i have a very weak immune system and mind, the hospital is my home

i infodump a lot about my interests <3

i am very submissive i do not like being dominant

to be updated later…

Contact me if interested in buying pics from me or if you want me to be your pet / boyfriend 🩷

[onlyjaeyun]

y/n would want to name it after her to honor her, saying she's the only good parent out of all four of their parents. Y/n would visit her grave after Hee proposes to her to let her know and thank her for raising such an amazing and wonderful man; visits her grave as well when she finds out she's pregnant even before telling Hee since she would have asked her for help on how to tell him if he was alive, and just telling her grave soothes her enough so she's ready to let Hee know.

Hoon would do that, and Hee would break down and like imagine if y/n was pregnant with a boy at the same time, and Hee just loses it and he can't keep the secret anymore and he lets it drop that he and y/n were gonna do the same thing with their son and name it after Hoon.

Their boys would be born like two weeks apart and I just imagine them both getting the Park genes and looking so alike, they would just run around pranking people pretending to be each other. Like Hee and y/n collect their kid from a birthday party at Hoon's house and they don't realize until they get home due to the little boy giggling in the backseat that Hee and Hoon's sons switched spots, and you brought Hoon's son home; meanwhile Hoon is none the wiser at his house since he still currently has like 20 kids waiting to be picked up, and had Hee not noticed the two would have gotten away with it too, at least until later that afternoon.

Hoon will be the PTA dad, like I just envision it, he's the president of the pta and talks Hee into being the vice president of the pta with him, all the mom's join the pta for them, the school has record numbers of pta involvement due to the president and vice president.

the way the first part made me cry so much because she really would do all of that and always tell heeseung how much of a mother she was to her as well so honoring her is the least she can do to show her gratitude and appreciation. every milestone they reach they'd spend at her grave just telling her about it and most of the time seung just can't get a word out so it's y/n doing the talking. right before he proprosed he went to visit her grave and "showed" her the ring (it's her own wedding bad incorporated in a new one) and he'd cry so much at the thought of her missing such important days but y/n always plans the visit to her grave in on their big days like the day of their wedding, the day they go home with the babies, graduation and so on.

AND YES. i think sunghoon would feel so honored because it'd just show him what he means to his two favorite people and how important he is to the point they'd name their child after him. heeyn decides to fo with the hoon part so they'd have a mini-hoonie running around at all times and it'd never fail to make sunghoon smile when he hears rhem call his nephew his nickname :(

AND PLS NOT THEM SWITCHING PLACES THATS JUST SO THEM 😭😭😭 like by the time the boys are five ning and yn know they gave birth to carbon copies of their husbands (personality wise, appearance wise they're all park genes) and it's the best thing ever bc they'd have the same exact dynamics as heehoon and every time their dads woukd do smth the boys would instantly copy it URGH IM CRYINGGGG🥺🥺🥺🩷

and oh my GOD YES MFLENFLENE😭😭 at one point people genuinely think heehoon run the parent teacher associations and they'd be super busy in their jobs yet always make time for pta meetings and events, inlove it sm your brain is such a sexy bundle of nerves