Damn This Layout Or Whatever Its Called Do Look Kinda Sexc Tho

okie im back !(•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑ it's hard yeonjun thought time: i can't stop thinking about this cocky son of a bitch teasing a less experienced y/n leading to an elaborate game of ‘who’ll be the first to beg’, which ends up w/ y/n being flustered bc they’re SO HORNY?? and grinding on his thigh as he softly degrades them???

nonnie i am so sorry this is just. bad. a new level of bad.

warnings: afab reader, virgin!reader, sexual teasing, grinding, dry humping, light degradation.

You and Yeonjun both stared at each other, your cheeks burning as your lover simply smirked at you. Your arms were wrapped around yourself, eyes glaring at your boyfriend as he simply ran his hands up and down your thighs and hips, and you wished you could feel just as cocky as Yeonjun did when you felt the hard length poking at your peripheral vision.

Instead, you only felt more flustered.

"What is it baby? You seem a little," a quick squeeze to your thighs, smirk broadening as your eyes widened, "tense." You gasped softly at the feeling, the uncomfortable stickiness of your underwear becoming more prominent, and you couldn't help the little jolt your hips took, grinding yourself just the smallest amount on your boyfriends lap.

Yeonjun cocked a brow at you, hands stopping their familiar teasing tracks up and down your body. "Oh? Do you like this?" You face flushes at his words, a small whimper falling from your lips as you dip down to hide in his neck, and Yeonjun chuckles darkly at your reaction.

You gasp when you feel Yeonjun's hands place themselves over your hips, nudging you back and forth so that you start grinding down against him. Yeonjun groans quietly, lips placed right up against your ear in a carefully calculated move, and you shiver in his hold.

"Is this all it takes to corrupt my little angel? Some thigh grabbing and dry humping?" Yeonjun purrs and you whine, stuffing your face further in your boyfriend's neck. Yeonjun doesn't mind though, only laughing as your embarrassed body starts to grind more into the nice hard length poking against Yeonjun's pants.

"Oh, you're going to be so fun to fuck."

—pillow talk. (m)

⟶ pairing: jung wooyoung x fem!reader

⟶ genre: fwb!wooyoung / innocent!reader + fluff / smut

⟶ words: 10,334

⟶ rating: 18+

⟶ summary: so maybe, if you think about it, you might be in love with your best friend, but you swear it doesn’t mean anything. you’re still just friends. nothing more, nor less.

⟶ warnings: yeonjun finally makes an appearance lol, messy idiots in love we been knew tho, oc said many thoughts head full and is v insecure :(, alcohol mentions, multiple sex scenes, praise kink, oral sex (f receiving), face sitting, face riding, finger sucking, fingering, clit play, breast play/fondling, ass play, riding, missionary, cockwarming, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, marking, aftercare!!!

⟶ note: this is part three to body talk !!! it can’t really be read on it’s own so i highly recommend checking out the first two parts!

also tagging @rockwithwoo​ as usual bc she always hears me crying about this fic and puts up with it ty chelle hehe 💛

The thing about your relationship with Wooyoung is that it’s always been a sort of blurred line, in that boundaries with him never really existed.

Maybe that’s always been a given, when you consider the amount of things he will do for you wholeheartedly at a moment’s notice and vice versa. Secrets around each other aren’t really a thing, instead embracing the whole and unabashed truth because that’s what best friends do. It’s a testament to your closeness with him, all the ways in which your friendship with him sometimes may seem a little too close. 

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HONGJOONG – Numb (Original. Linkin Park)

Ateez as Buzzfeed Unsolved quotes

Seonghwa:

Hongjoong:

Yunho:

Yeosang:

San:

Mingi:

Wooyoung:

Jongho:

BONUS! Woosan:

I'm trying to find that ateez collab thing? if anyone has it it wasnt posted long ago and hand something to do with flowers and i think was being posted in december?

crackes knuckles,, back on this fuckin brainrot again bc who else is fitting for this ???? also gonna b a lil long so enjoy <3

professor!zhongli who’s known to be strict and a little too picky when it comes to his students referring to him.

professor!zhongli who makes it clear from day one that “you all will refer to me as professor and nothing else. i’d like to keep things consistent.”

professor!zhongli who’s soft-spoken but everyone knows not to step out of bounds. so, for the first few weeks, you’re good, referring to him how he’d like. your meek “professor zhongli?” accompanied with a nervous raised hand has him clear his throat before walking over to your desk to help you out.

professor!zhongli who dismisses his class early because there’s a teachers general meeting in the late afternoon. however, you’re so absorbed in your work that you don’t realize he’s standing next to you.

professor!zhongli who taps your desk, bending down with hands shoved in his pant pockets, who says “___? i’ve dismissed the class, in case you weren’t aware. you’re free to go.”

professor!zhongli who’s forced to let you stay because you’re too stubborn and wouldn’t leave if you didn’t finish your work at that moment. it was definitely not to get some alone time with your illegally attractive professor. nope. not at all.

professor!zhongli who’s head snaps up when you sigh “not to be a bother, but could you help me with this problem, sir?” you don’t mean to emphasize the honorific but, then again, you’re not complaining.

——

“what?” he says, trying to keep his calm. he didn’t think it’d sound good; he never did. but the way you say it, the subtle teasing edge to your voice and the glint in your eyes almost breaks his resolve.

“oh, i just need help with this last thing, then i’ll be outta your hair.” you reply casually, crossing your ankles in hopes to hide the way you’re clenching your thighs together in anticipation. when he doesn’t respond for a few beats, you giggle. “oh, am i meant to use professor outside of class too?”

“don’t play smart with me.” he warns, rolling up the sleeves of his top as he strides over to you.

you look up at him with the most innocent gaze you could muster, hands pressed down between your thighs as you smile.

“sorry professor, didn’t mean to aggravate you.” you sigh dramatically, pointing at your worksheet without breaking eye contact. “need help with—“

“say it.”

“hm?”

“say it. need to hear it from you again.” his voice drops lower, quieter, as if he’s speaking to you in room full of people. his hands find purchase on your desk, bending down to look right down at you.

“sir?”

zhongli lets out a satisfied sigh, chuckling when his gaze eyes the slight shift of your hips in your seat.

“calling me that’s getting you more worked up than me.” he comments thoughtfully, kneeling in front of you. “you really need help with the worksheet? bullshit. you’re my top student, darling. i don’t see why you’re just so stubborn today.” he drawls out his words, a cautious hand resting on your thigh, thumb rubbing your soft skin.

“professor, i–“

“oh? what happened to ‘sir’? you know how particular i am with what i like, hm? and i just so happen to like the way it comes out of your mouth.” with another hand, he pushes your thighs apart, you not resisting at all but grow shy when he sees the wet patch forming right in the middle of your panties.

“if i hear anything other than that, i’m not gonna give you what you want. you’ll let me taste you, right? let me eat your pretty pussy out?” he whispers, long fingers pushing your skirt up more. “as a reward for being my star student and as punishment for breaking my rules.”

<3

wow. funny how my heart stopped beating and my soul left my body alon.

jesus fucking christ this was one of the hottest things ive ever read. i am panting and drooling.

my pussy body aches and yearns for zhongli. i would literally let that man do anything to me.

literally my only thoughts are this turning into a poly relationship between the three...whew. amazing author!

hook, line and sinker: two

hls m.list // one « two » three.

waking up in the middle of the night, horny beyond your imagination, you try to get yourself off quietly while warming hongjoong’s cock. you end up receiving a little ‘help’ from seonghwa. in hindsight, you help yourself to him.

↳ word count : 11,728

↳ warnings/tags : NSFW | reader has female anatomy but they/them pronouns, established hongjoong x reader, dom!hongjoong, sub!reader, dom!seonghwa, begging, cockwarming, cum kink, crying, degradation, dirty talk, dumbification, masturbation, name-calling, oral fixation, praising, mentioned sir kink, hints of somnophilia (but they’re all awake during the act), unprotected sex, HE CUMS INSIDE, aftercare.

↳ additional tags : PWP, reader is a dumb & horny sub (as always), hongjoong is also horny (but dom), seonghwa is the sweetest man to ever walk this earth, but sometimes mean >:), wooyoung is a little bitch, “if you’re expecting brat reader you came to the wrong place <3”, this is quite tame compared to the mess that was 'hls: one’ but very intense (i like to think…), so tread with caution and be careful!

↳ notes : this one is for all the ✨loyal atinys✨ out there!—loyal to being whores for more than one of them. :D things don’t get too plotty yet, so this can be read separately from the series but it’d be cool if y'all checked out the previous parts too. :) i hope this is enjoyable!

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Genre: smut, fluff, humorous undertones

Pairing: barista!san & barista!wooyoung x fem!reader

Word Count: 7.6k

Warnings: idk just a lot of smut scenes, semi-public sex (in a bathroom), minor pet play (san discovers he’s furry trash), threesome with san and wooyoung but they’re not gay for each other, mild food play (whipped cream) 

Synopsis: How do you choose between two cute baristas competing for your attention? The short answer: you don’t. 

A/N: This one starts wholesome and gets wild. I have a problem with writing San with a furry kink oops,, anyway there’s three separate smut scenes in this so strap in and enjoy the ride~ this was so much fun to write and I hope it’s just as fun to read! Comments are appreciated as always <3 

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Twisted Chemistry 9

Pairing: Seonghwa x reader

Genre: fluff, smut, little angst

Word count: 9k

Warnings: Oral sex (male receiving), fingering

Taglist: @marigold-mika, @sunwooyoung, @nevieatiny, @yunsangoveryonder​, @nseeteaa, @alecanal93​, @mangotexts​, @underratedmisfit​, @dollarfear​, @sunsethw4​, @mayosgrises​, @atinystray​, @perfectlysane24​, @f4iryyunho​ (Let me know if you want to be added :])

The place is filled with models and people laughing in rich. I follow Seonghwa, Hongjoong and Yeosang closely, once again, feeling out of place. Seonghwa glancing back every ten seconds to check that I am still there behind him. He definitely felt a bit guilty. Which as my boss he shouldn’t but as my boyfriend he can’t help but feel like it.

“Seonghwa!! It’s finally nice to meet you.” An expensive looking man walks up to the three other men with a huge smile on his face. He leans in to kiss each men on both their cheeks before leaning away.

“It’s nice to finally meet you too. How’s the wife?”

“Probably with a glass of wine in her hand.” I raise my eyebrows as they all laugh and I look down at my watch. “Yes, honey it’s 9:00am but it’s never too early to drink wine.” He laughs even more and I smile shyly. None of what they were saying was remotely funny. Why were they laughing so much?

They start to walk around together, talking both social life and business as I follow them closely, noting down everything Seonghwa tells me to, adding my own notes to it. We stop at a model’s mirror and while they start to talk, a voice calls out to Hongjoong, Yeosang and..

“Seonghwa!!” I turn around to the female voice.

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badboy!yeonjun x innocent!reader 

word count: 21k

angst, fluff, smut

when your teacher asked you to tutor in the beginning of the school year, you were hesitant even then. 

you knew that it meant your lunch period and one study hall for the day were gonna be completely booked, helping younger kids grasp the basic idea that the mitochondria was the powerhouse of the cell.

but then you met one young girl desperate to pass her first test in october and knew your teacher had gotten you, sending a small, defeated smile her way as you gave her the okay to put your name on the list. 

you didn’t expect to come back from winter break with the news that the next student you’d be tutoring wasn’t a sweet 7th grade girl but none other than choi yeonjun. 

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