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Lip rings make me weak

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© MR.DESTINY

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#0115HYUNGWONDAY

happy birthday to the giggliest, sleepiest, and funniest boy in the entire world!! i hope your day is filled with nothing but love, and laughs, and joy!! i love you, hyungwon! ♥

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Question……. If Monsta X were to offer you a mini concert for your birthday party with 5 songs, which ones would you pick? 

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I PROMISE I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN THIS BLOG ;u;

I still plan on completing requests eventually but I just started a new job and I'm also sick and my computer is also fried so there are so many obstacles rn. :'(

But thank you to everyone who reads my scenarios and continues to enjoy my blog. It means a lot. ♡♡♡♡ Once my work schedule gets settled a bit more, I will hopefully get back to writing!!

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kai, d.o. ; sg 2019

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he doesn’t lift that much 🏋️  

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1:34 am with Changkyun! Hard ;) Pretty please!!!

Sorry for making you wait so long!! But I hope you like it!!

Also I apologize that its not much ahgsjgahfssd its hard for me to write short things but I hope its still enjoyable. ;u;

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[1:34 AM] This was a stupid idea. You never did shit like this. Yet here you were, back inches away from the mirror as your legs hug over the edge of the sink counter in the dimly lit nightclub bathroom. Head still spinning after having squeezed yourself between a dozen desperate guys out on the dance floor. It was an intoxicating feeling, senses being muffled by the near deafening music as you took pleasure in brushing up against stranger’s bodies. But you soon grew bored. You didn’t really care about them, you were just looking for a little validation, a little release, a little outlet for your anger.

 And now you’d found one. Beneath the red lights and neon signs you’d repeatedly locked eyes across the crowd. There was something alluring about him, although as much a stranger to you as everyone else in this club, something about him felt different. Something that had you drawn to him like a magnet, subconsciously maneuvering in his direction with every thundering beat from the stereo, unaware that he was doing the same. Unaware of the reality of it all, until you’d found yourself here, seated on the restroom counter top, lips parting for a stranger, inviting his to yours as he stood between your legs, his hands grasping your thighs, nearly tight enough to leave light bruises.

 He was a stranger, but he’d told you his name was Changkyun. And that’s all you needed to know right now. All you needed to know so that your moans had meaning.

 His front teeth grazed your lower lip as his mouth released yours, moving across your cheek until you felt his hot breath at your ear.

 “Is this what you want?”

 One of his hands crept further up your thigh.

 It was so wrong, you should have said no, your emotions were getting the best of you, but it felt so right in that moment.

 “Do you want me to make you forget, him?”

 And there it was. Him. That word sounded so vulgar yet so unimpressed rolling off of his tongue. Somehow he knew. Somehow he knew there was someone else. Someone who had wronged you, that you couldn’t forgive but still couldn’t forget. Couldn’t get him out of your mind no matter what. So you were here tonight in a desperate attempt to do so, and somehow Changkyun sensed this about you. Maybe his situation was similar.

 You felt Changkyun loosen his grip on your thighs as he pulled back to look you in the eyes, quirking an eyebrow as if he were trying to reread the mood, to confirm his suspicion. You watched as his piercing moved with his eyebrow and caught the light. Your chest rising and falling as muffled techno music from the other side of the wall filled the silence.

 A short, breathy laugh escaped your lips, delighting you as slight bewilderment spread across his face in response, taking this as your opportunity to speak up.

 “If you’re going to act like you know me, than I expect you to fuck me like you know me. Make me think that you care. Make me forget.”

 You hooked your legs around the back of his, so as to pull yourself closer to him, to feel how eager he was. And he absolutely was.

 His hands slid up the remaining length of your thighs and around back to your ass, as if he were trying to pull you in closer as well. Now it was his turn to give a brief, amused laugh as he glanced back at the door as if to remind you, or maybe even remind himself, where exactly you two were, before he turned his attention back to you, clearly neither of you seemed to care.

 You watched as his tongue flicked across his lips while looking you up and down once more.

“Oh baby, that is something I can definitely do.”

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Congratulations to MONSTA X for winning a Worldwide Fans’ Choice award at MAMA 2018!

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Monsta X:

Also Monsta X:

“MOnSTA”

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Sorry for lack of updates!!

Especially right after I opened requests. ;n;

I’m terribly sorry, and I do plan on carrying them out soon!! But as you all know tumblr is kinda going crazy rn. And it seems to be getting worse.

I’m working to see if my blog will be flagged or not. I know written stuff is allowed, but I am unsure of how many strikes I’ve been getting from reblogs, gifs, moodboards, etc etc. I heard that a lot of KPop blogs in particular have been affected.

Thank you for you patience, and I hope all of your blogs are okay!!

IF anything happens, I have an AO3 (Charlesleesbutt) where I post fics. I may end up reposting some things there for safekeeping!!

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Sorry for lack of updates!!

Especially right after I opened requests. ;n;

I'm terribly sorry, and I do plan on carrying them out soon!! But as you all know tumblr is kinda going crazy rn. And it seems to be getting worse.

I'm working to see if my blog will be flagged or not. I know written stuff is allowed, but I am unsure of how many strikes I've been getting from reblogs, gifs, moodboards, etc etc. I heard that a lot of KPop blogs in particular have been affected.

Thank you for you patience, and I hope all of your blogs are okay!!

IF anything happens, I have an AO3 (Charlesleesbutt) where I post fics. I may end up reposting some things there for safekeeping!!

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Minhyuk making Camila Cabello wait for extra 5 minutes at the backstage of Jingle Ball

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Thanks so much for the requests today!! <3

I ran out of time today but hopefully I will be able to post them tomorrow!! Although I'm not super satisfied yet so I will have to rework them a bunch. ;u;

But feel free to keep sending me requests too!!

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[11:46 PM] Fingers curled into a fist as he flexed his wrist in a circular motion, tugging slightly at the tight restraints. He opened his mouth as if to scoff or protest, but knew better than to do so right now. Had he wanted them looser? Or tighter? It didn’t matter. You couldn’t properly read his expression regardless with that dark blindfold masquerading his eyes.

Even with shrouded eyes, he was searching for you in the darkness, using his remaining senses in an attempt to find your presence, anticipating your next move. The whir of the thin fabric of his stockings coming in contact with the sheets cut through the thick air like a knife, the silence was almost unbearable. Kihyun slid his stockinged legs across the surface of the bed again, unsure of how he wanted to be positioned; he was starting to get somewhat fidgety and you could tell. This wasn’t something that he was exactly used to, but you on the other hand started to enjoy the slight shift in power. The two of you had always taken pleasure in teasing each other, but the fact that he couldn’t easily do anything about it like this made it all the more thrilling.

Maybe if you hadn’t tied him with his back to the headboard of the bed, you could have snuck up behind him and whispered something lewd into his ear to really surprise him. But sitting directly in front of him like this, you’d have to take a different approach. And soon too, because he was getting quite antsy, probably even more so than he was letting on.

As you contemplated and admired the man in front of you, the lacey choker around his neck caught your eye, giving you an idea. Without warning, you slid a finger in between the fabric and his skin, grinning as you felt him react to the sudden contact. Finger slowly grazing along the curve of his neck and Adam’s apple, tormenting him further. Your other hand snaking its way behind him, fingers dancing up his spine and sliding along the back of his neck.

You could tell he was trying to hold it together, to stay calm. But your touch alone was making him unbearably feverish with desire. Each shaky breath he took as your hands roamed his body delighted you further, especially as he fought to resist you, to not blatantly ask for you, as your hands brushed places much lower. Fingers easing their way under his waistband.

Restraints creaked as he fought against them in reflex. He couldn’t take it anymore. He needed you now. Had he not been held back, Kihyun would have already had your back against the sheets. But now, he couldn’t even see what your next move would be while he was blindfolded like this, equally frustrating and arousing him.

“Please-”

Your fingers immediately halted as you heard those words, those desperate words. Kihyun pursed his lips so as to barricade any more unwilling pleas to escape, cheeks heating up in reaction to his own urgency, only feeding your ego and pleasure further in return.

“Please, what?” you respond, reaching out to lift his chin, other hand still frozen at the edge of his waistband, gaze focusing on his tightened lips as you anticipated his answer. You knew what he was thinking. Knew what he wanted to say. He wanted to scoff and say something like ‘You already know what’, but he wasn’t exactly in the position to taunt this time. If he couldn’t touch you himself, then he needed you to keep touching him. Needed to feel your lips on his, and all over his body. Needed to hear your breaths and noises in unison with his own.

Your fingers moved from his waistband to toy with the elastic of his stocking instead as he kept you waiting for what you wanted to hear. Kihyun shifted his legs a bit, wanting your hand back where it had been. Wanting more.

He swallowed, throat almost too dry to speak, heart pounding with frenzy, mind submitting at long last.

“Please...don’t stop. Please, I need you.”