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jinandtheothers · 8 months
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The World And Mine
“an ode to the dearly remembered jin banana”
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so because i hopelessly adore jin, as evidenced by my blog, and i find myself at 10 am bored out of my mind, have a small blurb about him (image above was the inspo).
gn! reader, fluff, slight crackfic vibes
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if you had to pick one word to describe him at this moment, you could spend ages mentally scrolling through the lexicon of languages you knew only to settle on the one you had thought of first: idiot. of course, you didn’t mean it in a bad way! how could you? what more could you wish for than someone who was so devoted to you they would not hesitate to make a fool of themselves just to see your smile?
there you were, a person so utterly in love, your heart thrumming with adoration for the man in front of you. the man currently wearing a banana hat while dancing around the floor in just his socks and pajama pants, holding the mop and singing his heart out into it as if it was the rhinestone studded microphone he cherished with his whole chest (and shoulders, they would be the death of you one day, you were sure). all you could do was laugh, watching as the love of your life belted out a very interesting version of rihanna’s diamonds. sure he missed every other lyric, but you knew he was just doing it to make you smile.
this is what paradise is like, it must be. all of the dark thoughts encroaching on your mind vanished, swept away by the light in front of you. and so, with a cleared mind and a full heart, you went to join jin, your worldwide handsome, in his botched singing, hoping this moment could last just a bit longer than forever.
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deathc-re · 23 days
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your older!bf who has really opened your eyes to the world of mature men. who truly listens when have a complaint and works to fix it. who shows you that he adores you, even in his own strange way. who goes out of his way to spoil you and pamper you; who always makes sure you have the best of the best.
older!bf who literally is the best sexual experience you've had in your whole life. who does things you didn't even think were possible. who makes you feel levels of pleasure you'd only read about until this point. who pays such close attention to ever twitch and flinch and gasp and abuses ever spot that brings you pleasure. who reaches places so deep inside that you're surprised feels good instead of painful. who goes above and beyond with aftercare, making you feel so safe and secure. who makes sure you're well feed and clean, your favorite show or song playing as he cuddles you close.
older!bf who wastes no time to show you off and shower you in praise. who compliments every aspect of you, some you didn't even notice about yourself. who respects and knows you as a person. who is secure enough in himself and the relationship to know that even tho you're together, you're your own separate people and is fine with it.
older!bf who is protective of you and takes the extra measures to make sure you're safe in every situation he can, no matter what.
older!bf who loves you :(
LAW, corazon, sir crocodile, bakugo, aizawa, FAT GUM, sung-jin woo, andy, GETO, and my man <3
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yandere-kokeshi · 2 months
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We need headcanon Horangi please! It's hard to find a good author who make Horangi one.
— Yandere Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin headcanons
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Warnings: yandere behavior, talks about kidnapping, heavy stalking, slight nsfw, and foreshadowing at volience.
A/N: Aw, thank you :)!!! Enjoy!!
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Horangi is a heavy stalker, influenced by his massive possessive and obsessive streak. He isn’t so bad at the beginning, but once he realizes he requires you, he begins to be clingy like glue, manipulative, and too lucid into insanity. 
It’s likely you two met during the military, the KorTac team being famously known for its dangerous members, including the many and König, Nikto, and the tiger himself. Maybe you were a new recruit with a code-name being as dangerous as themselves– which intrigued Kim. 
Although, you could’ve met outside his prime area. A kind stranger, showing a simple act of kindness. And could you blame him for falling for you? You’re exactly what he needs. 
He isn’t sure what’s so lovely about you. You’re like a drug, an addiction. Just like his past gambling one. And he knows you’re an addiction. You’ve crawled underneath his skin, and no high on earth can compare. And Horangi has fucking compared them all.
He loves admiring you from afar. Just staring at you, and though he doesn’t mean to make you nervous, he can’t help himself. You’re so pretty. So oblivious to the things he’d love to do, things he’d hate to do, and things he has done for you. 
He leans against the wall, looking at you from a distance with a subtle smirk when you notice his gifts. He leaves them everywhere for you, even inside your house, on your comfy bed. The look on your face each time gives his goosebumps, a reaction so pristine at what he got you. Sure, a bit naughty. But he knows you’ll enjoy it, regardless. 
The tiger and him work together on following you — stalking their prey from a distance. Yet, he feels insane whilst doing so. He bites his cheek so hard that he makes himself bleed, fighting against the natural instinct to rip out every tongue that speaks to you. Every pair of eyes that’s ever looked into yours. The arms and fingers who have ever touched you. And in a way, Kim selfishly wishes everyone else in the world would disappear, besides the two of you. They’re all a hindrance. All of them. 
It’s no surprise that the famous tiger is rather blunt about things, it’s who he is in nature. Just how predators are, anyway. His attraction toward you is obvious, bothering not to hide it. Fleeting touches and constant flirting, claiming he’s simply being honest with you. Of course, Horangi isn’t a liar, at least not in his eyes. And truly, before he met you, he wasn’t. And strangely, he still isn’t. He speaks truth, he’s just being overly dramatic with it. 
Your situation might be bad, perhaps there’s certain people you cannot trust. Horangi makes it seem as though you can’t trust anyone, aside from him of course. And, if you already have trust issues, it’s just extra points for him; making his job much easier, the gambling leaderboard kicking in with more coins. He’s aware that he’s tricking you, deceiving you in a roundabout way. But, he, in some way, believes it too. 
It’s primal, the way he wants you. Beyond anything that has words lisped under a single breath. Relishes the day you say the word mine. Wants to carve his name into your lower hip, his initials, last name included, stuck on you forever. Wants to hear you moan at the first sharp sting of the letter K. Hear your heart struck, feel and taste the blood. 
But, of course, he wants you to do the same. Wants to roll on his back on your bed, chest naked and let you sit on his lap, feel your hands on him, craving him just as much. He wants you to bite him. Scratch him. Make him bleed. Lavish him in so much needed love that he ends up losing himself to pleasure. But, those are just mere ideas for him, having him wait for the right time. 
Besides his obvious… sexual desires, Horangi desires for your attention. Constant awareness of him, which makes him approach you, despite his obvious awkwardness of conversation. 
He starts with small talk — watching you closely. Seeing what you like to talk about. What you dislike. What you love expressing with. He watches your body language, knowing you because of the few tricks he learned from his past.
With the amount of stalking he does, he knows your schedules by heart– randomly appearing at your station with a bag full of your favorite food, and some sweets. He even brings a board game for fun, sharing a few rare touches with you when you thank him. 
Horangi smiles at himself under the mask, finally shivering at the sight of you touching him. Which makes him try on making you weak, at least on the knees; finally accepting him as your only boyfriend and soon-to-be husband. 
And when you do accept Kim, he’s immediately placing himself whenever you go. You and him immediately move into a house together, large enough for you two and maybe a furry animal. But that doesn’t mean he leaves you alone, quite the opposite. 
Heading off to see a friend? He’s coming! Need to head to the store for more body wash, why not let him go instead? He’s fast, and willing to pick up dinner for the two of you. Or, he’s more than happy to come with you! 
You wouldn’t want to be alone… right? If you do, his touch becomes more dominant. His nails scratch and bruise. But he only shushes you, cooing at the marks he leaves on your skin, looking at you with iridescent eyes, “M’ sorry, you know I hate letting you go.”
With affection he shows it clear like glass through cooking, touches, and acts of service. He does everything you want him to do, and ironically, he’s a house-husband when he’s at home; doing most house-chores and cooking. 
He shares the same dishes his eomma used to make for him as a kid. He’s excellent at diving vegetables, and loves cutlery platters. Although, Kim has a fear of you burning yourself, so when he’s not cooking, he helps by watching. He usually adds suggestions, or stirs the pot when asked.
His touches are overwhelming. He’s constantly touching you in some way, nudging your hand and legs, grunting for a kiss or your hand within his. A hand on your waist. His lips chasing yours, growling when you don’t give in fast enough, when you don’t melt like he does. His grip iron clad when you hold hands.
If you haven’t noticed, it’s obvious Kim can’t function properly when he’s gone too long without you. He swings too hard during training. Looks into people’s eyes with nothing but annoyance; his brown eyes tearing into their souls. He rips his bandages, snaps his red and blue pens by holding them too tight.
As long as you promise to be his, Kim will provide you with whatever you want. Your hands are to open at whatever you see; the price being negotiable up to a grand or two. But of course, he comes with his own things– surprising you by random gifts that he thought of you at the moment, a gentle smile plastered on his face when he sees you light up at it. 
Possessive and lightly jealous like no other. He lets others know you belong to him with much PDA. He sucks bruises into every inch of you that anyone else can see. Bites that are deep into your neck and any part of your body. Having you sit in his lap whenever you’re in public, snuggling his face into your neck as you two talk. 
Despite his unhealthy need for control, following and touching you everywhere, you’re still allowed to have friends. He doesn’t isolate you, completely. However, if he needs to, he will. Kidnapping isn’t on his radar, at first. If you ever try to leave him, in either way, he has you branded in ropes within the next few hours. It was rather an impulsive act, but Horangi needs to have you by himself, no?
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nyashykyunnie · 3 months
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˗ˏˋ Valentines Day Special Fic ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡
ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕁𝕚𝕟𝕨𝕠𝕠˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ
‼️[ My friend silly giving me this idea i had no other V-day special then they reminded me I'm actually a writer so O7 to u bestie ]‼️
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╰┈➤ ❝ [ And In Those Eyes I see Heaven; My Heaven] ¡! ❞
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" Jinwoo muses as he watches your face light up with a soft giggle.
Here he was, in front of you. Sporting a tuxedo that oh-so fits him perfectly that he looks straight of a dream with a bouquet of delicately arranged pink roses he plans to give to you.
Jinwoo had even went so far as to brush his hair neatly and maybe even wax it, making you laugh all the more uncontrollably as he tries to process what is going on exactly.
Silly.
It's so silly, really.
Back then, he was a shy boy who would stutter when he gives you your annual valentines day gift.
Jinwoo really couldn't spend too much money since he needed to save some for later expenses and academic stuff.
So instead he would resort into horribly handmade gifts
He started with the sloppiest and most crudely made paper boquets.
Jinwoo is ashamed of himself, but he couldn't take the gifts back since you would horde them to yourself for safekeeping.
His gifts would range to horribly made papercrafts, to seashells he found by the shore, to necklaces he put together by trinkets.
He would take you out to innocent dates, walking you on quiet parks of seoul. If the parks are too noisy, Jinwoo would go out of his way to search for possible date places.
Maybe it would be you two passing by supposed haunted buildings, maybe you two would be in the bookstore skimming around on the book covers and debating which book would look more fanciful to read than the other, other times he would take you to isolated cafes where only the two of you and the barista would be making noise in the soundless place.
No matter how funny and cute your valentines were, you knew, for sure— That whatever Jinwoo does is from the bottom of his heart.
He would think his efforts are stupid, but secretly that was why you loved him.
It's not because it was expected of a boyfriend, it was because he did something even if he knows he wouldn't do the best.
Jinwoo would always be trying for you, he would always be thoughtful of you, so much so that it makes your heart just cry from his sincerity.
How could someone just be so full of love? How could someone just give their hearts out like that? How is he so sincere?
Even if he were struggling with his odd jobs, even if he was silently crying behind closed doors from the stress living is causing him— Jinwoo always thought of you, he thought of how he could make you happy the next time you meet.
He thought of how he would hide his wounds and gashes from hunts just for you.
He always, always, thought of you.
But little did you knew, he had done some stuff for your attention.
He made those crude gifts because he wanted to see you make fun of him, he wanted to see you burst out laughing and gush about the little thing he made.
He took you to different places because he wanted you to see the more beautiful things of this world, he wanted to show you just how worth it living here is even if the world seems so dark and horrible.
He took you to those quiet little corners so he could hear your voice better without the background noise of anything else.
He often hides his injuries, yes, but sometimes he would purposely let those bandages get lose because he knew you would wrap it up for him. Whether you do it silently or you do it while scolding him, all he cared about, was how beautiful you are right at that moment.
Jinwoo loves you, more than you will ever know, more than any words could ever describe.
The swelling of his heart that never ends, the butterflies in his stomach that keeps fluttering around, and the galaxy he sees in your eyes— Oh how he loved you.
Even if he didn't say 'I love you' 3000' times a day, even if he couldn't give you everything back then— He loved you with all of him just as he does right if not more.
He loves subtly touching your fingers, he loves grazing his fingers on your lovely face, he loves staring at you in a complete daze, he loves running his hands through your soft hair.
Overall, he ust loved touching you and admiring you up close or from afar.
Because so long as you are in front of him, he doesn't really need to think about anything but just....
'Ah,... I love you so much'
Just how can he not spoil you no matter how much he embarasses himself?
And that same flimsy, wimpy and shy little boy, is now a man.
Dressed so handsomely in his suit, upright posture, a proud smile on his face.
This Man...
No
Your Man.
Your Sung Jinwoo
Your Jinwoo.
Not the Shadow Monarch, not the Tenth S-ranker of South Korea, not the World's Strongest hunter.
Just Jinwoo.
Your lovely, lovely, Jinwoo.
Even if he had grown so much, even if he had become so drastically different.
He is still Jinwoo.
The Jinwoo who made you crude paper flowers
The Jinwoo who dragged you into silly places
The Jinwoo who never stops at loving you.
...
"You know..." Jinwoo sighs, chuckling as he ruffles his hair to mess it up a little. "I think this version of me is better than a super formal gentleman, right?"
Yeah.
That's right.
A gentleman Jinwoo is always welcome.
But the Jinwoo who is just him is much... Much more lovable.
"Happy Valentines Day, Love."
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2kiran · 7 months
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emememmemmm so can i basically js request overstimming horangi or smt (based off of ur alphabet at that part where he shifts into korean 🤷‍♀️) idek im feelign silly
“ 𝐄𝐂𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐘 ”
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𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐈𝐍’𝐓 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄. 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘, 𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈 𝐒𝐄𝐄.
◜ᐢ..ᐢ◝ ᶻz ➜ guess you have to teach him english all over again.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𖤐 pairing ☆ kim “horangi” hong-jin x dom!gn!reader ˖ ࣪ ˖ cw ıllı handjob. fingering. overstimulation. google-translated korean. ⪩⭔⪨
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“Hnngm!”
Horangi whined into his forearm, trying to keep his mouth shut as the pleasure he was experiencing was slowly becoming too much. Your slick hand was working up his spent cock. His previous orgasms allowing the glides of your palm to be easier.
Minutes prior, he had begged for his release, talking your eardrums off. Oh, he was definitely getting it.
“자기야— I can’t cu—ngggh!” ( honey ) His eyes nearly rolled back into his skull as you inch a finger inside his hole. “You can’t what?” You ask, the hand on his cock slowing enough to let him somewhat connect his thoughts.
“나는 더 이상 정액 수 없습니다...” ( i can’t cum anymore ) He mumbles under his breath, panting like a dog. His brain wires were twisted and crossed, tied in multiple knots as his stomach curls in anticipation of an impending release. The tongue that sits in his mouth was quickly forgetting English, replaced by his native tongue. He yelps, legs tightening around your waist when he feels the finger inside of him curl.
His thighs tremble at your sides. “I don’t understand what you’re saying, baby.” You tease, even though you’ve heard him say that enough times to register it’s meaning. “난 못해—” ( I can’t ) Your thumb presses against his slit and he whimpers. “I can’t! No more, no more, 더 이상은 없어! Ah-” He shakes his head, yet his hips chases after your hands that have been torturing him.
“Just one more and we’re done, alright?”
You both know that ‘one more’ doesn’t mean only one.
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𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
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Yo Lucci! My guy! 🙋‍♂️
May I ask for an insecure and fluff request plz?
GN!Reader x masked cod characters
The masked cod partner showed reader their face for the first time.
KONIG, NIKTO, VALIKAN, ROACH, AND HORANGI.
Sorry if it's too many characters, bro. 😅
A/n: sure! And nah, you’re good. I love writing for all of these characters :)
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Velikan:
-he was.. less then happy with the idea that eventually he would have to show you his face, you were his lover after all but still
-it had become something he was very connected to, and he hoped you wouldn’t stop liking him over something as dumb as his face
-it was a very early morning when he woke you up, softly taking off his helmet before standing next to you. waiting for your response, and when you reacted positive;
-he hugged you so tight he almost popped your back, head resting on your shoulder
konig:
-he was connected to his mask, it was his shield from others, it was something that mattered to him
-I think when you asked him to take it off it took him a fully minute to work up the gut to even respond
-ended up taking it off so you could fix a wound he got while on mission, and didn’t regret it for a second once you reacted
horangi:
-to be honest? He doesn’t truly mind. Sure his mask was something that made him feel safer but it was more for work then actual life.
-my man’s just tosses off his helmet and mask the day after you ask (because he wanted to kiss you but yknow.)
-still always wears it in public or at work, but at home he’ll keep it off all the time
roach:
-this was a BIG ask for him, he basically never goes without it. But if it made you feel happier he would ofc
-you were his lover after all, but that quelling feeling of you disliking how he looked was still there
-he let you take it off in the middle of the night, so that only the moonlight would show his features
-turned bright red in blush when you kissed him afterwards
nikto:
-he hated it. He hated his face and his scars. He viewed the mask as his face more so then his own face…
-but oh did it hurt him to say no, so ofc he let you take it off, as long as he didn’t have to see his face himself
-loves the feeling of your warm touch on his jagged scars, although sometimes it gets a bit uncomfortable when it brings back old memories
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harveywritings92 · 2 months
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R/n: How did you get in here?
Horangi: Your doors were unlocked.
R/n: No they weren't.
Horangi: They were after I picked them.
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lume-nosity · 1 year
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if they get isekai’d to our world
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characters: tighnari, nilou, yun jin, eula, aether, lumine, heizou, kazuha, xiao
genre: fluff
an: this is completely self indulgent and i may make a part 2 of this when i’m feeling up for it. take this post before i vanish again for the week. i’ll see you all again on the weekends <3
notes: not proofread, gender neutral reader, swearing, written in hc form so it’s short/weird, reverse isekai trope, written in one day
reblogs are appreciated!
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trusting tighnari with your plants.
he’s experienced in the botanical area, so have him tend to them. it’ll also give him an opportunity to study/observe said plant(s), so just have him watch your plants when you don’t have the time. he’ll be very happy.
but if he finds out that you haven’t been caring for them before the isekai fiasco, he will scold you. and then give you a lecture on why and how you should care for them.
if you have like a book on plants/biology/anything plant related, he’ll be thrilled to read such a book from you. he will spend sleepless nights reading it, and you have to remind him to take it easy.
nilou, yun jin, and eula playing just dance.
nilou’s having a great time, ended up getting high scores while eula is flustered but she still maintains her graceful stature when dancing.
eula didn’t want to play at first because she’s suspicious of the game, but she was dragged into playing so she didn’t have any other choice. she ended up liking it but of course she doesn’t admit it. and yun jin is just glad she gets to be a part of it.
all of you are dancing the night away frfr
having venti listen to your playlists.
as it’s known, he knows every song in existence. but listening to your playlists, he’s surprised he’s never heard of such a tune before. because, you know, he’s not from your world.
but even so, it reels him in wanting more. so he begs you to borrow your phone to listen to your playlists, especially new ones you just made.
when you left your phone somewhere unattended and venti came across it, he looked both sides before snagging your phone off of its place to listen to your playlists in secret. ehe.
aether & lumine being your errand buddies.
if you’re planning to go out to run an errand like buying groceries or something, these two are the first ones to volunteer to help. i know they do everything in teyvat; doing shit for everyone and all that but this is different. when they got isekai’d, they’re reunited! (i’m going to ignore the abyss sibling bullshit okay let me write in peace i want these two to be happy)
so they’re returning the favor by assisting you in anything! even in your house, they still help you with chores and whatnot! which made you worry for them, so you’ve decided to arrange a time where you all could sit and chat. they talked about their journeys to other worlds, and you could listen to them talk for hours.
introducing heizou to true crime documentaries.
ohhhhh boy you know he will binge the SHIT out of them. now that he doesn’t have to deal with missing pets, he has something interesting to indulge himself in.
he ends up figuring out who’s the culprit before the show could even reveal who. which shocks you, if you’re the type to take a long time trying to connect the dots.
if you show him some unsolved cases, you know damn well he’ll look/watch into it. you have a smart detective on your hands, and if he ends up solving them as well, you must be writhing in pride that you and heizou are the only ones who know the truth.
kazuha asking you to go out on a stroll from time to time.
one time when he accompanies you and your errand buddies because he wants to see what your world looks like in addition to lending another hand, he wants to see that again. the wind, the sky, the view, all of that. it’s all unique to him.
so, expect him to ask you if you’d like to go out on a little stroll for a while. it’s an excuse for him to feel what your world would be like, to digest its features and compliment it all in a poetic sense.
most likely points out the colors of the leaves you guys walk by. he’s just blabbering about nature while you’re out here digesting his words and your mind turns into an actual tree from listening.
teaching xiao everything you know about your world.
yes, this seems bland, but listen. xiao is oblivious to how teyvat works in terms of tradition/humans, and now that he’s isekai’d to your world, you have to teach this poor innocent individual.
he needs information in order to adapt to this new world he’s not familiar with, knowing there’s not really a way out.
xiao is listening intently and nodding to everything you say, asking questions at the same time.
this isn’t part of the headcanon, but he’s also cautious when you say you’re going to go out at night especially when aether & lumine are busy with other matters. if that were to happen he will be the one to step in. no danger will befall you when you have a yaksha by your side.
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themissinghand · 4 months
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aahghh i'm happy that your requests r open :33 i want to ask for a Jinwoo x sleepy male/gn reader.. basically the reader falls asleep somewhere but always wake up in the most random places. Bellion has found them sleeping somewhere in the shadow realm more than once and no one knows how they got there. it's actually concerning-
this can either platonic or romantic idc rly
take care!
Solo Leveling: Sleepy Bois are Cute Too!
Summary: 3 times that Jinwoo caught his partner falling asleep on him, and the one time he didn’t. Not in any particular order.
In which Jinwoo is worried, but you reassure him every time. 
Pairing: Sung Jinwoo x sleepy GN! reader
Note: Last one for 2023! Will be back in the new year :) 
Warning: None. Just fluffy goodness. 
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Jinwoo is worried about your sleeping antics.
He’s worried that when you fall asleep, he will never find you again. 
He took all the precautions, making sure there was a shadow soldier by your side when you fall asleep, keeping a tracker on you (with your consent of course!), and even taking you on his missions to ensure you don’t disappear on him. 
“Jinwoo-ah, don’t worry, I can protect myself.” 
Sure, you were an A-class weapon maker, and yes, you knew how to use your weapons well, but no matter how much you reassure him, Jinwoo is a protective person by nature, knowing how dangerous the world can be. 
He also knows how dedicated you are to your craft, spending days on end without sleep or food to create S-class grade weapons for the world to marvel at. 
But it was only more of a reason for him to protect you from those greedy hunters and associations! 
Perhaps that was where your sleeping habits stem from, the lack of sleep.
It didn’t start off this way, as at the beginning of your relationship, Jinwoo found you cute for dozing off like a baby. 
It was during a movie night, where the two of you cuddled on the bed, and holding each others’ hands. You dozed off very shortly after the movie began, and Jinwoo couldn’t help but pull you closer into a hug. 
Loving your warmth and the peace you bring, Jinwoo easily fell asleep by your side. 
Only to wake up with you not by his side. 
In panic, he rushed around the shared home to find you, only to get a call from his sister, and see you at his mom’s house. Apparently, Jinah found you sleeping in Jinwoo’s old room.
“It happens sometimes…but don’t worry! I’m usually safe.” Your reassurance didn’t make Jinwoo feel any better about it. 
The next time, it was when the two of you were bathing together. 
Jinwoo hummed, satisfied and relaxed, as you washed his hair, scratched his head, and massaged his shoulders. Your voice was soothing, as you told him about your next weapon idea. 
Until suddenly, he felt a hard knock onto his back, making him turn around quickly to see you dozing off. 
He withheld a snicker before he switched your positions, and had you lay on him. 
“(Y/N), how could you sleep in the middle of doing something?” Jinwoo whispered, and although he gently rocked your body, he didn’t bother trying to wake you. 
Jinwoo made sure you were comfortable, and finished the bath, before carrying you like a princess to your shared bed. 
“Jinwoo?” Your slurred words made him smile, and he placed a kiss on your forehead. 
“Bedtime, your favourite time is here.” 
“Yay~” Your dopey smile made him happy as he covered the both of you with a blanket. Jinwoo snuggled close, and this time, made sure to hold you tight, so you wouldn’t disappear on him again. 
Your little snores, and light breathing lured him to sleep. 
The next day, you were gone. 
This time, he searched the home, and even checked with his mom and sister, but nothing. 
This time, he panicked, and immediately searched everywhere for you. 
Like a parent who lost their child, he searched far and wide, until he found you sleeping on top of the Korean Hunters Association’s building. He immediately hugged you close, waking you up from your drowsy state. 
“Jinwoo? What’s wrong?” You who have just woken up from your long sleep didn’t understand why Jinwoo was hugging you so desperately. You patted his back as you rested your head on his shoulder. 
“Are you okay? How did you even get up here?” 
“What are you talking about-” Finally registering your current location, you were shocked. 
“This isn’t our home.” 
When Jinwoo registered your confusion, then acceptance (almost too easily), he couldn’t help but feel helpless. If you didn’t know how you got here, and he didn’t sense your disappearance twice in a row, Jinwoo knew he had to be careful. 
This was when you and him talked of the dangers and of the precautions you should take to ensure your safety. 
One time, Jinwoo had a nightmare. 
Of the times where he was still an E-class hunter, where he was still weak, poor, and helpless. 
Of the times where he had nothing to his name, but only shame and disappointment. 
He felt powerless, feeling the shadow of a cold blade cutting into his flesh and warm blood spill from his body. 
“Jinwoo!” 
He woke up to you calling his name and wiping his face. 
“Jinwoo! Are you okay-” Jinwoo hugged you tightly, knocking the air out of your lungs for a moment, as he inhaled your scent. 
He then noticed you wearing his hoodie, clearly oversized for you, and your messy bed hair. 
Then he remembers you, who had taught him how to use different weapons, and how to not get scammed by weapon dealers. 
From then till now, you have supported him, and he has found your talent in return. 
“There there, my little king.” Jinwoo smiled as he felt little pats to his back, and kissed the crook of your neck. 
“Thank you, (Y/N).”
“Always.” 
The next time, when you disappeared, Jinwoo knew where you were immediately. 
He didn’t panic, nor did he fret, though this time, he really did question your abilities as an A-class weapon maker. 
Were you really an A-class hunter at this point?
Jinwoo observed, perplexed, as you once again emerged from an unexpected slumber, this time in the shadow realm. 
With a yawn, you flipped to the other side on the throne, and without any sense of danger, you curlled into a ball, and fell asleep again.
Jinwoo quickly went over to you on the throne, and picked you up, before sitting down and placing you in his lap. He made sure you were comfortable before he looked to Bellion for any explanation. 
“My Liege, I…have no excuses. I was unable to sense any changes in the shadow realm and was unable to find out how Their Highness was able to arrive here.” 
Bellion, equally puzzled, knelt before the two of you, ashamed. 
“Bellion, stand. It’s not your fault. Even I can't sense when they disappear. But keep others updated on the situation.” Bellion nodded, before standing and leaving you two space. 
"How does this keep happening?" Jinwoo asked, and sighed, concern etching onto his face. Even so, he caressed your cheek, and woke you from your slumber.
Like a cat, he saw you scrunch up your face, and even pushed his finger away, before popping open one eye.
“Jinwoo? Where am I now?” It became a habit of yours now to observe your surroundings every time you woke up. 
“In my realm, in my castle, and on my throne.” 
“Huh.” It took a moment for you to process.
“How did I get here?” 
“No idea. But I'd rather have you here than outside.” 
“Well. This is new.” You ruffled your messy bed hair, before a hand pulled your chin back to face Jinwoo. 
“You were sleeping on my throne…were you thinking of me?” Jinwoo’s hand slowly cradled your face as he stared at you with intent. 
“Maybe?” You cheekily answered, before replicating the same action back. However, you steal a quick little peck to the corner of his lips. 
In the next moment, his mouth lands on yours passionately, completely taking your breath away as he pulls you in further and further, until you’re completely at his mercy.
Pinned to his throne, wearing his oversized black silk pajamas, and puffy lips, you realize that maybe you should learn to control your sleep antics. 
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Horangi, stepping on the crunchy leaves : Why do you like walking in the forest?
Y/N, pinky intertwining with his : It gives me time to think…
Horangi : Then why did you ask me to come?
Y/N : My thoughts are much nicer when you’re here. (๑ᵔ⤙ᵔ๑)
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i-bring-crack · 6 months
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Some Solo Leveling Y/N ideas.
S rank healer Y/N who is a false ranker (chose B rank) because Y/N never wanted to be a hunter but was force to by Y/N's parents. Along the way Y/N met and befriended Jinwoo who often got into a lot of injuries (basically Juhee but with a twist of Y/N learning early on Jinwoo is an S rank and also more exploration false rankers :D)
Y/N is a C rank who can see the future (past timelines from the cup of Reincarnation) and meets Jinwoo to warn him about the power of the Shadow Monarch since Y/N has seen it before in other people's hands it always ends up bad.
Y/N who is a Dragon Priest and fully devoted to Antares to the point where it will create one problem after another just so that the war is lengthened and Jinwoo doesn't kill the Dragon Emperor.
Y/N who is a B rank and a scientist learning all about mana and the evolution of awakened people.
Y/N shadow elf who Jinwoo rose in the red gate arc.
Y/N who is an A rank hunter that actually does pretty mundane stuff despite having a terraforming skill.
Y/N D rank with a shape-shifting passive skill, can transform into anything that is just as powerful or less as a D rank, although it can cost them a lot of mental damage.
Y/N with a beast taming skill finding out they are the Beast Monarch and its the reason why so many monsters have been friendly with Y/N.
Y/N S rank who is friends with Juhee, both are studying for their degree.
Y/N who is the new member of the Yoo Conglomerate and has a good relationship with Yoo Jinho.
Y/N S rank who works directly under Woo Jin-Chul and tends to be really hyperactive.
Childhood friend Y/N who died in a dungeon break incident.
Olympic Athlete Y/N being high-school friends with Hae-In since they trained together for a long time.
Y/N 15 yr old younger sibling of Cha Hae-In who suddenly awakens as S rank.
Y/N shadow who is a strategic planner for all of Ashborn's wars
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woncon · 8 months
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☼ wake up !
or four drabbles about waking up beside your boyfriends
☼various poly bts pairs x gn!reader
☼estabilished poly relationships, one swear word (damn), nicknames, kissing
☼special thanks to @honeytwo for helping me translate this into english, correcting my grammar and other mistakes. thank you for everything! °♡̷•.
☼bts masterlist | main masterlist
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☼ jin ┊ namjoon ☼
a rattling wakes you from your sweet sleep. something heavy has fallen to the floor. tired, you whimper and dive deeper into the blanket to protect yourself from the outside world: the sound, the sunlight coming through the window and the cold.
"damn," you hear the swearing as someone crawls back on the bed, wrapping their arms around your waist. you realise that the chill you felt was due to the fact that he wasn't lying behind you.
"did you fall, joonie?" you look out from under the duvet with half-closed eyes. the answer is an annoyed hum. "are you okay?" he buries his face in your neck and nods.
"go back to sleep. jin's alarm will go off soon, but you can rest until then."
you sigh and pull him closer to your back.
"you too." you roll over him, squeezing him a little, eliciting a surprised groan from him, and bury your head in his chest, pushing him further into the mattress. "i won't let you fall down again." namjoon smiles at how sweet you are half asleep, before sleeping again.
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☼ hoseok ┊ yoongi ☼
you wake up to a gentle caress. the skin of your face, neck and shoulders tingle gratefully with the touch.
"what time is it? what day is it? what year is it? where am i? who am i?" you mutter a barrage of questions as you find yourself confronted with hoseok's smile and loving gaze. you usually wake up to this beautiful sight, and each time pushes you into oblivion: only he exists.
"haha, i ask the same question every time i see you two" hoseok giggles, then starts stroking and arranging your hair like you used to do with his.
"shut up!", yoongi groans tiredly, and then, hugging the other boy tighter, he presses a kiss on his shoulder, burying his head in the smaller boy's neck.
"grumpy sleepyhead," you laugh, and crawl closer to them, pushing the blanket a little lower over your body so you can hug more effectively.
yoongi sighs a couple of times and settles in again before kissing you to let you know that he is fine, that everything was fine with the nap, but that he would like to rest.
"another half an hour?" hoseok offers to the man lying behind him.
"one."
"fine, but you'll do the breakfast then" you agree, and greet hobie with a morning kiss.
"hmn." the eldest reaches out his arm to gently caress your waist until your wakefulness wears off.
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☼ taehyung ┊ jungkook ☼
in the morning your only wish is to wake up in the arms of your boyfriends. although this is achieved, waking up now is unpleasant because of the noise it causes.
"it can't be true," jungkook mutters angrily, unbelievingly, against the thin skin of your neck, hugging you tighter. he wants to hide behind you, but when the horrible concert refuses to end, he groans crankily.
he sighs contently as he presses the pillow over his head, revealing more of his upper-body artistry: the sharp lines of his shoulders, his biceps and triceps, his abdominal wall thanks to the sliding blanket.
you're not happy about his estrangement, but you accept and understand it, hoping both of you get back to your dreams.
you imagine his chubby cheeks, parted locks and half-open eyes, so that you can go back to sleep, but the activity is precluded by the noise from outside.
"who's the idiot who mows the lawn at 4.30 a.m. on a sunday?" taehyung grumbles to his partners, or rather to you, that he is now half awake, but not in the mood.
"our neighbor, auntie kwon's daughter, who's been grumpy from the first moment she saw us."
"what can i say, she's off to a good start on her first day at her mother's." the eldest clings to you, pulls his body up on the bed and buries his head in the pillow. "i don't think i'll sleep until tonight." he declares that he's given up trying, unlike jungkook, who shows no signs of life except for breathing, so you conclude that his plan worked and he's taking a nap successfully.
"i'll join you," you announce, and kiss him. you're lucky to open your eyes, because it means you get to share in the sight of taehyung's first smile of the day. your heart melts, and only continues to flow as the other pulls the blanket over you to give you a more private kiss.
getting lost in the sound of your kissing and your occasional bursts of laughter, it feels like the lawn mower has been turned down. only you and taehyung exist, this is your own realm under the covers.
but the world will only be complete when jungkook resigns himself to the fact that he can no longer nap and climbs under the blanket, hoping to get some of the innocent love you are showering on each other.
his dreams come true, as taehyung leans over you and greets him with his lips, and you do the same after turning to him. meanwhile, taehyung is kissing your neck with sloppy kisses, and every area he can reach from the top of your pyjamas.
you'll sink into the tender caress: in this loving, sensual atmosphere, there's no room for anything heavy or distracting, neither of your minds focused on the song of the fierce shearing tool, but on each other, on the more precious, priceless spiritual factors.
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☼ jimin ┊ yoongi ☼
you prefer to be woken by jimin, because you don't like ringtones, and he wakes the earliest of the three of you, snuggled up to your neck.
"pretty" this is how he starts the process, with little caresses and pecks. he continues to call and caress you until you wake up, embracing him, expressing that you are awake.
"good morning!" you return his many pecks with a kiss, then turn to your other side. if yoongi is not hanging around your waist then usually by morning he is facing the wall.
now it's your turn to wake up. you cover the free skin with your lips, and you're satisfied when the boy whimpers, it's a state of half-sleep.
"love!" you nuzzle against his body, whispering sweetly. you're getting a little chilly, you've pulled the covers off during the night. "chim and i want to cuddle you before breakfast." the boy, as if yoongi sees something of him, nods vigorously.
"hug each other," he murmurs, uninterested in the subject.
"are you trading us for sleep? is that what this is about?" you gasp in indignation, disappointment at his reaction. before you can really believe he's that mean, he flashes a yoongi grin and pulls you into his embrace. a surprised chuckle breaks out from you, and as jimin joins in, the three of you laugh at nothing, at sweet nothingness.
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parkersgarage · 9 months
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payphones
a/n: loml. went a lil overboard (not really) for the anon that wanted woojin, this is very much only the first of many 🫶
warnings: very dialogue oriented, lots of cut scenes. lots of longing, mentions woojin’s injuries and scars near the end.
Hong Woojin x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned) 1289 wc.
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“How much longer until you come home?” You ask quietly, clutching the fabric of his hoodie you’d started wearing when he left. “I miss you.”
Woojin sighs over the phone, tapping a coin against the metal payphone. “Don’t talk like that, please.” He whispered, looking to the side when he saw movement.
Hyunju taps on her wrist, signaling for him to wrap it up. He waves his hand, slipping in another coin for more time. Hyunju rolls her eyes, stomping away to the car.
“I’ll be home soon. Could you wait for me? And don’t ever open the door for anyone. I don’t know if these guys know about you, and I can’t risk you getting hurt.” He says, looking down as he speaks. “Be safe. I love you.”
You hum, picking at the fabric of his blanket. “I love you more. Come home soon.” He hums in agreement, nodding his head despite the fact you couldn’t see him. “I'll treat you to ribeye, and gunwoo too. I’d say everyone, but I don’t think I can afford it.”
He laughs quietly, opening his mouth to retort but is cut off by the dial tone from the phone. He lowers his head, sniffing lightly as he puts the phone back. “See you later.” He whispered, pinching his fist against the phone.
You sigh at the tone, falling back onto the bed with a huff, tears swimming in your eyes. “See you later.”
It’s not until two weeks later that you get another call from Woojin, and you swear you can hear the bustling sounds of a train station.
“Hey, sweetheart.” At the sound of his voice, your heart stops, tears brimming in your eyes when he clears his throat, trying to rid the rasp in his voice. “I’m sorry, but I won’t be home for a while.”
“How long?” You ask, blinking tears away. “If you know, I mean, I just– I’ll wait forever for you, woojin, but I miss you.”
He lowers his head, feeling tears creep up from his throat. “I know. I miss you too. I’m going crazy without you.” You chuckle, smiling against the phone. “I promise it’ll be over soon. Just give me time.”
“Okay,” you whispered, “Okay, I’ll see you when I see you.”
He hums in agreement, “I’ll keep calling, so answer when I do, okay?” You hum. “Wear my clothes, spray my cologne everywhere, put up pictures of my handsome face in every room.”
When you laugh, Woojin feels accomplished, smiling at the sound. “You’re ridiculous.” The speakers in the train station announce an arrival, Woojin sighing in response. “Call me when you get to wherever.” He laughs. “I love you.”
“I love you most.”
The phone dial rings in your ear, a sound you’ve grown accustomed to since he’d left. It brought more pain than comfort, knowing your time with Woojin was always stuck on a timer.
Four-hundred calls later, and six months have passed, Woojin finally calls you from a payphone for the last time.
“I’m coming home.” Was his greeting, laughing lightly when you’d stumbled over your words. “I’ll be home today.” You let out a sigh of relief, grinning widely when he laughs. “I’ll see you soon. I have to go. Go see Gunwoo’s mom at the orphanage.” You hum in agreement, rushing to get ready.
His heart races as he waits to see you, growing antsy each minute that passes. Gunwoo assures him you’ll be here soon, making a passing joke about him waiting for you instead of vice versa. He responds by rolling his eyes.
“Hong Woojin!” He breaks out into a smile at your voice, turning around, beaming when he sees you in his sweater. He runs towards you, gunwoo watching with his mother from across the field.
Woojin clasps his hands around yours when they reach his face, whispering out assurance that he was okay and that they would heal. “Did you miss me?” He asks cheekily, lips turning downward when he sees tears in your eyes.
“Of course I did,” you whispered. He could feel your hands trembling and held onto them tightly. “I couldn’t sleep without you.”
Woojin takes in your appearance, tracing over the new bags under your eyes to the discoloration beneath them. He holds you tightly to his body, rubbing your back lightly. “I’m not leaving you again.”
“You better not,” you laugh, “I can’t live without you.” He sighs at your words, pressing you closer to him. “But woojin,” he hums, pouting when you pull away. “You really smell.”
He gapes at your words, pulling his shirt to his nose. “Gunwoo, I told you we should’ve taken showers first!” The latter holds his hands up in surrender, looking at his mother with wide eyes when she slaps his chest. “It wasn’t really on my mind when I got back,” he says. “I just wanted to see you first.”
“When we get home, we’ll take one together.” He nods quickly, smiling like a dork. “Not like that, woo,” you add. His smile falters for a second but he nods again. “I just wanna be with you.”
He’d forgotten what state he left his place in, but it certainly wasn’t as pristine as you’d left it. His clothes were stacked neatly in his drawers for one, they’d usually be hanging halfway out and thrown on the floor.
Woojin looks behind himself when you wrap your arms around his waist, kissing his shoulder lightly. “Are you okay?” He nods, letting you lead him to the bathroom.
He stops your hands when they move to lift his shirt, sitting on the toilet lid. “There’s–” he cuts himself off when you look at him, his eyes casting downward as he gestures to his stomach. “There’s something new I couldn’t tell you about, and there’s no way around it.” His tongue feels heavy in his mouth as he talks, fear building in his gut at the thought of you being weirded out.
When you nod and sit in front of him patiently, he reaches for the hem of his shirt, hands shaking as he lifts the fabric over his head. Your mouth falls open at the scars on his stomach, fingers trembling as you reach to touch them.
Woojin hisses at your touch, not because of pain but because your fingertips send chills down his spine from the cold. “Did I hurt you?”
He shakes his head, “No, never. Your hands are just cold.” You laugh lightly, finger tracing along the longer scar down his abdomen. “I'm sorry I kept this from you.”
“Don’t be sorry.” You tell him, kissing his cheek. “If I knew, I probably would’ve killed the bastard myself.” He lowers his head as he laughs, holding your hands as he looks up at you. “He’s gone now, right?” He nods. “Good.”
You hold his hand as you step in, smiling softly when he immediately holds you.“You must be tired. After this, we can go to bed.” He nods, leaning against your body as you wash his back.
“I was promised a ribeye meal.” He murmurs softly, smiling when your hands stop massaging his back.
You hum, hands trailing to his waist. “You want to eat now?” He shakes his head, pressing messy kisses to your skin. “No?” He hums, resting his weight against you. “What do you wanna do?”
He snorts lightly, coughing slightly at the water that goes up his nose. “You.” He says, laughing when you pinch his waist. “Hm, maybe some other time.” You hum. “Just wanna be next to you.”
“Okay.” You whisper, smiling when he looks at you. “I love you.” He beams, resting his head against yours, softly whispering it back. “Welcome home.”
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skeletalgoats · 7 months
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Could I request for a !sub! Horangi x !Dom! Reader? Here me out :3
Horangi was acting too cocky on how he would be better in bed than you.
He obviously ment it as a joke but you took it a bit too seriously..
Then there he was.
Legs wide open as he whimpered, moaned and whine as you were there inbetween his legs teasing him using your fingers
Adding a finger after another,
As he begged you countless times to cum.
"Better than me?"
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Summary: Horangi teased you constantly about how he would be way better than you in bed, but he quickly regretted those words when you had enough
Pairings: Horangi x GN!reader
Warnings: Blowjob, handjob, edging, masturbation, and you being a dick 😒
A/N: I am so sorry this took so long I was distracted with trying to work on some male reader fics 😭 also I decided to give Horangi some Y/N energy because I was in a goofy mood and needed to giggle at something ;P ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♡♡♡~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He really only meant it as a joke.
"Please...please I'm sorry I'm sorry...I didn't mean it..."
But you most definitely didn't take it as one.
Earlier today, Horangi began teasing you about how he would be so much better in bed than you are.
"You probably couldn't even make me cum once~"
"I could have you screaming my name in seconds~"
"Maybe you're just upset that I can easily draw such noises out of your pretty lips~"
But now there he was, his hands tied to his back with his legs forced wide open for you, as he made all sorts of desperate noises for you.
He would whimper, moan, groan, and let out little gasps and squeaks while you ran you tongue over his throbbing, red, and sensitive cock.
"Please...I take it back...Let me cum please I swear I'll be good for you, I-I swear...please"
He begged, but immediately stopped once you took all of him into your mouth, gliding your head up and down.
"Oh, fuck! Please...." He whimpered, throwing his head back.
He loved the feeling of your hot, wet mouth around his shaft.
"I-I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum!"
"Horangi, don't you dare cum yet.Don't you DARE."
But it was too late.
"Please....Please no I'm sorry I didn't mean to..I-I swear it was an accident-"
"Shut up." You interrupted him as you grabbed him and tossed him back onto the bed.
You heard a desperate whimper coming from him, pleading that you don't do whatever you're about to do, but you didn't care.You wanted him to learn his lesson.
You grabbed his dick, and started to jack him off at a fast pace.In return for this action you got Horangi bucking his hips up, whimpering.
"Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck please please please...~"
Soon he was close.Really close.
Just as he's about to cum, you let go, watching him cry out as he realizes that his release isn't gonna come easy.
"no no no why would you do that?!"
Tears were streaming down his face.He was sobbing.He was desperate.Very desperate.But then again, he basically asked for this, so that's his fault.
You grabbed his dick again, and just like before, didn't let him cum.
Over and over again, you did the same thing.You grabbed his cock, stroked it until he was close, but never let him cum.
Until he couldn't take it anymore.
He with a scream, Horangi kicked you back and snapped the ropes that tied him back.
"I can't do this I need it!I need it so fucking bad!"
And with that, you watched as he grabbed his own cock and jerked himself off, followed up by whimpers and moans leaving his lips.
He was on his back, legs spread out infront of you while his hands glided up and down around his dick fast.It was one of the most pornographic things you have ever seen before.
Within a couple of moments, Horangi cums the hardest he ever has.His semen spurts out from the air to his own stomach.
"Oh fuck yeah, that felt good..."
You said nothing, you sat there speechless from what you just saw.
Horangi may not have realized it, but it turns out he still managed to find a way to leave you unsatisfied and flustered, even when he's unaware of his surroundings and what he's doing.
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nyashykyunnie · 8 months
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˗ˏˋ Sung Jinwoo Boyfriend Hcs: Part 2 ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡
ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕁𝕚𝕟𝕨𝕠𝕠˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ
a/n: ya'll can stop mopping around sobbing cuz of the prev post so have some fluff and get rid of those tears. Credits to my mootie manawari for new ideas heheh
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╰┈➤ ❝ [ I have to have you. I have to. I love you too much.] ¡! ❞
The type of boyfriend who takes you out on study dates. As much as he loves you being lazy and unproductive, Jinwoo prefers gently pushing you to have decent grades, but really, it's all just an excuse to have you spend more time with him.
If he wants to spend time with you, he would just make various excuse to have you come out of your home just like,
"My clothes are too small, help me pick out?" Instead, he buys you clothes as you help him pick outfits that suit him. "I'm hungry, so let's go out." He just wants to bring you to delicious restaurants so you can eat a lot and be a little chubbier. He loves you thicker and plumper after all. "My phone broke down so lets go to the mall after school" He does buy one for himself but he also gets one for you no matter how new your current phone is.
Cuddles? Oh he definitely is the touchy type behind closed doors. You could be peacefully passing by him to fetch your charger and then all of the sudden his strong arm would yank you out of balance and immediately tuck you into his embrace. Does he move? Nope. Brat even falls asleep in an instant just so you really cant get out of his hold.
Well to be fair, he is much more bearable unlike in the mornings where he really traps you in his hold. He would be sprawled around in bed, his strong arm wrapped around your waist, keeping you there no matter how much you complain and whine that you want to get up. He will, however, get up once you mention you are hungry. He picks you up sleepily and proceeds to make you both breakfast despite the fact that he is carrying you. Clingy boyfriends will be clingy boyfriends.
Jinwoo is a relatively quiet person, he prefers listening to you ramble around. While you babble on and on, he sneakily gives his hand to you so you can play with it. Poke his palms, trace his scars, and Jinwoo will close his eyes sweetly while relaxing into your playful fidgeting.
When he is feeling a little more playful, Jinwoo would suddenly wrap you in a blanket and turn you into a burrito so he could cuddle you tighter.
Jinwoo absolutely loves pampering you. Whether it'd be with his playful touches, his teasing, or him cooking your favourite meals— He does his best to show you how much he loves you.
But of course, Jinwoo has his own clingier side. Like the fact that he often leans down to you and opens his mouth lazily so you can feed him. He also adores resting on your lap and having his head snuggled up on your tummy whilst you fiddle around with his fluffy black hair.
Most people would call him a black cat from the way he carries himself. But you yourself know that he is a puppy in disguise. Always following you around like a tail, seeking your pokes and touches. Looking for playfulness.
He loves having your warm palms cup and squish his cheeks, he loves it when you compare hand sizes, he loves it when he carries you on his back, he loves every little thing you do.
If asked why he chose you out of everyone else, he simply says thus:
"Because I couldn't choose anyone else. I needed you. I needed to have you. I needed to be the one to love you."
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2kiran · 7 months
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If you're still takin requests, could you mayyyybe--
pussydrunk reader waking up ftm!Horangi with maybe a small side of overstim
:)))))))))))))))))))
I need to eat him out i need to eat him out i need to-
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“ 𝐂 𝐀 𝐍 𝐃 𝐈 𝐄 𝐃 ”
pairing kim “horangi” hong-jin x reader genre smut dom!gn reader x sub!ftm!horangi. cw uppercase typing. oral ( horangi receiving ). consensual somnophilia. overstimulation.
he’s better than any other sweet thing.
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You felt nervous.
So fucking nervous.
This was the first time you were going to do this. Horangi, your boyfriend, was asleep. He seemed so peaceful that you felt guilty about disturbing his slumber.
You’ve talked about this for a while now. He has reminded you many times that he consented to this, yet you found yourself unable to do it. But now — it was your chance.
And that’s where you found yourself, in between his legs, licking long stripes on his cunt.
Fuck.
He tasted so sweet. Every single time. He stirred around, soft moans leaving his throat. If he was pretending to sleep, you couldn’t tell. It’s not like you can care when his pussy is gaping to have you inside.
You were tired from work and sought comfort from the one you loved. You chose this to comfort your worn-out state.
Mumbling words onto his clit as you swirled your tongue, trapping the sensitive bundle of nerves in warmth. He was absolutely dripping. Thighs slick from the special stimulation he was receiving. Your fingers gathered the wetness coating his inner thighs, bringing it to his hole to fuck it back inside.
It was selfish.
He needed the break, something that was out of reach for him most of the time. It was selfish of you. So selfish that his gummy walls tightened around the digits, begging to be taken roughly. You were going to give him just that, but not yet. Taking your time, you teased the lips of his pussy. Tongue dancing along the lines.
You’ve barely began and you already knew he was close. His moans were growing in volume and he fluttered around you. Rocking your fingers, you slowly eased him to the orgasm he needed. “So pretty,” you whispered, loud enough for him to hear if he was awake. “All mine.”
You kiss his clit, tilting your head downwards to finally push your tongue inside of his hole. He’s sweeter than any kind of candy. You needed this so badly.
You dragged the muscle in an up and down motion. Steadily and precisely. Your patience was wearing thin, but this is supposed to be for him. If you could, you’d remain in this position for hours. Yet, it still wouldn’t be enough. You could never become tired of him and his taste. Your chin was wet with his evident arousal.
“Mmm...” He groaned. He was finally awake.
His thighs carefully wrapped around your head to prevent you from moving away. “Missed me - ah - that much?” He had a grin on his face.
“I did,” You pulled away slightly to speak, earning the most painting-worth image. Horangi with his hair messed up, skin dusted in pink and sweat, as he tried not to cum. It was affecting him as much as it was affecting you. “Let go for me.”
To accompany your demand, you sped up the pace of your fingers. He gasped, body curving off the bed whilst his mouth fell open. “Nng—‘m gonna—” With a final whine, he gushed around both your fingers and tongue. He was so fucking sweet. There won’t be a last time you’ll say that. You need more.
“Oh—oh wait, mmfng! I’m still...” he trailed off, his sentence retreating as he suppressed another whine.
Despite his warning, he didn’t try to stop you. He was as needy as you were. Drunk off of each other. A pleasured sigh left him as you returned to circling his clit. “Thought you were sensitive, baby?” you asked. He shook his head, deep voice shockingly desperate, “Don’t stop.”
You weren’t done and neither was he.
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