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^_noah/eunki

^_jaeho

^_jo/axel

^_tate/salem

^_bailey/jini

^_beom/west

^_iago/k

^{_{august/grayson}}

^{_{dimitri/tsuki}}

^{_{raewon/morgan}}

hyunnbun:

merry christmas with xiaojun & hendery

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jiminification:

the “what are mens waist so tiny for” meme applies to him

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seo-changbinnies:

gifs of my sunshine (33/∞)

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hyunjins:

why is his bgm different?

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^{long post pt. 1}

— brett *

^{✩            ↷             ヽ             dominic  was  always  so  demanding  when  it  came  to sexual favors . saying he will call brett what he wants  and to take this off  … who knew what else he would ask for if the moment arose ?  but what made things worse was that brett was so willing to listen, even if he did it with clear disdain on his face . with one movement, he throws his shirt somewhere off to the side on the bed . then, in his next movement, he grabs the bottom of dominic’s shirt and takes it off of him as well . ❝ this isn’t going to be one sided, ❞ brett remarks . with a smirk creeping onto his lips, he pushes his hips back down on dominic in effort to hear that sweet moan come from the boy’s lips again . but brett himself pushes out a soft moan, as he can feel himself starting to grow in his pants . a hum leaves his lips and he gets an idea . ❝ dominic, ❞ he breathes quietly at first . ❝ you know … since you wanted to interrupt our studying  … ❞ brett pauses only to run his hands up dominic’s naked chest . with all his strength, he pushes dominic down so he is lying flat on the bed with brett straddling and looking down at him . ❝ i think it’s only fair if you let me  do what i want to do . ❞ his finger runs down dominic’s chest with that same sensual smirk still on his face . brett felt like he had some kind of on and off switch — wasn’t he just telling dominic that they weren’t going to do this moments ago ?  either way, it would not change the fact that brett was horny now . his hand running down his chest grabs hold of the top of his pants and he flicks his button out from the hole . ❝ after all, ❞ he teases again as he slowly pulls the zipper down . ❝ don’t you like when brats take charge ?  ❞}

^{✧        ˖      ・ﾟ       dominic knew he could never admit out loud just how much it turned him on when brett took charge like this – brett pushing dom down onto the bed and climbing over him, only to let him do whatever he wanted was honestly what his wet dreams were made of. he could fantasize about this exact scenario happening all day every day if he was left to his own devices, which he had… having been called out for by his coaches and teachers on more than one occasion for spacing out in the middle of class or practice. but dom didn’t want to admit this out loud, not when brett was being as bratty as he was at the current moment. he needed to save this little tidbit of information for when he knew it would bug him the most… or when he could hold it over his head. either way, now was not the time. dom’s hands found themselves snaking up brett’s body again, holding onto his now bare waist. he could get used to this, just the sight of brett towering over him like this was making his pants grow tighter, begging to be let free.  ❝ only when the brat is you ❞ dom answered with a smirk as his fingers digging into the bare skin on the others waist. part of him selfishly wanted to leave a mark somewhere on the boy on top of him, as a way to claim some territory ( that absolutely was not his to claim in the first place ). he could leave a bruise.. maybe a bite mark or two? there was no doubt in his mind that brett would get pissed but dom couldn’t lie and say he cared all that much. ❝ if you’re just going to tease me like this i will make sure you regret it ❞ with another smirk on his face dominic moved his hips upwards, his clothed hard on grinding against brett’s own ❝ i have my ways of making you regret your actions yunsu. ❞}

(via decimcl)

— hakkun *

_{.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. hakkun knew this was what he still lived for. there was nothing else that gave him this sense of completeness, of happiness. of belonging, of lightness, of comfort, and of at least a million other positive feelings only minchan gave him. holding him in his arms, sensing his presence, his touch and his warmth — it always made him understand why he hasn’t given up yet. why, even when he felt like he hit rock bottom, mentally and physically tired of all things his life forced him to go through, he somehow found strength to continue. hakkun continued so he could go to him, to his comfort, to his kindness, to his channie. kun chuckled at the other’s words, his heart melting with how his voice sounded so close to him, a denying hum exiting his lips. “ promise i missed you more, baby… ” he argued, a topic he knew the two of them could go back and forth on for ages and still not get to a conclusion. still, kun made sure to express just how much he missed him, the thrill of finally being together making words flow with no inhibition, disregarding any and every possible factor that could make him bottle up his feelings, like he usually did. with minchan, it meant the opposite, it meant hakkun could be himself, show chan the vulnerability he could never show, properly sleep and express anything he wanted to. it was home.}

_{kissing chan always made kun feel like he was on top of the world. like it made sense, for once. their tongues touched and hakkun let out a little chuckle at the on growing tightness of his own pants, aware he had a semi ;;; it never took minchan much to turn him on, all the other had to do was smile and kun’s reaction was expected. it was the long periods of not having him, not touching him, of constant craving for his presence, that quickly creeped up on him when he had chan in his arms for the first time in what felt like ages. like horrible, insufferable ages. the atmosphere seemed to switch for hakkun, however, when, with his eyes closed, he heard minchan whisper against his lips, brows furrowing in exact expression of how much it pained him to hear said words. he always blamed himself for their current — and other previous — predicament, and anything that remembered him of it made his insides ache in self hatred and self blame, specially when it was chan’s lips doing the talking. he felt helpless, restless, ashamed, completely shattered for making chan continuously go through their cycle ;;; miserbably missing each other before the climax of finally being together, only to do it all over again. feeling the kisses minchan so tenderly planted on his neck, hakkun closed his eyes for a second, allowing himself to enjoy the moment he longed for so long. once chan picked his head up again, he locked his gaze on the boy’s angel like features, kissing his cheek once, twice, before kissing his nose, and forehead, almost as if it was humanly impossible to stop. “ you know i would carry you forever if i could, ” kun replied through kisses, dropping to chan’s neck now, merging little bites in between. “ i missed you so fucking bad, channie, ” he contined, voice breaking at a sudden wave of emotion that insisted on resting on his chest, looking up to his face again, brown hues glued to his. it was always moments like these that made chan see hakkun for what he truly was — just a small, vulnerable boy stuck in a fight he didn’t start. he tried to swallow the lump on his throat, tone dripping emotion, all the frustration, fear, helplessness he felt, but most importatly, truth. “ i swear i would never leave if i didn’t have to. ”}

_{✧        ˖      ・ﾟ      at the sound of hakkun’s voice breaking as he admitted how much he missed minchan, the smaller boy could feel his own heart splintering into tiny pieces. why did their lives have to be this complicated? why did they have to be stuck in this never-ending mess where, even if the teeniest thing did go their way, all it meant was that they got to spend another 14 hours together or that hakkun was going to get to call chan and wish him good night. it never meant that kun was going to stay for good, that he was done with the life his family had pulled him into and he was going to get to be with chan forever… with no more issues in their way of simply wanting to be together.}

     _{no matter how much he wished for that to be true, that wasn’t how it was.}

     _{they had to take these tiny little victories that they were given; they were what kept him going but at the same time made him realize just how much he wished things were different. that was the selfish part of him speaking though, the part of him he didn’t like to voice out loud in front of hakkun. these thoughts were saved for whenever he was alone in the privacy of his own little apartment, where he could let the sad emotions take over him and not worry anyone around him. but at the end of the day chan knew they wouldn’t be living like this if it wasn’t completely necessary and there was no use telling this to kun because he knew the other felt the same way. venting his thoughts would only make his boyfriend sad that there wasn’t anything he could do to change their situation and the last thing he wanted to do spend their few precious hours together sad about something neither couldn’t change.}

     _{the feeling of kun’s lips meeting different parts of his face and neck pushed these sad thoughts to the back of his brain, much to chan’s relief. the last thing he wanted right now was to spend any more time thinking about how he never got to see hakkun… when the boy was right there in front of him. ❝ i know you wouldn’t… ❞ was all that left his mouth at kun’s admission, his eyes getting lost in the others. if there was one truth that minchan knew straight to his core it was that kun would change their situation in a heartbeat if it was possible. chan locked his legs tighter around the others waist like part of him was afraid that if he let go he was going to disappear. there were so many things he wanted to say, so many thoughts swirling around in his head but as he looked into kun’s eyes all of it seemed to disappear. the only thing he was able to do was lean his forehead against his boyfriends with his hands placed on either side of his face and just take everything in. the way his face felt under his hands, the way his breath tickled his face, how kun held him so comfortably. he wanted to be as close to him as possible because after tonight there was no guarantee when they were going to be able to see each other again.}

     _{❝ i love you kunnie, ❞ as the words fell from his lips he realized they may have felt out of place for the moment they were having but there was a part of him that was desperate to tell him just how much he loved him, no matter how obvious it was. it was something he rarely got to say to him in person, most of the time it was said through text or over the phone. so whenever they were together he took full advantage, the same little three words falling from his lips on what seemed like a never ending loop.}

     _{chan was vaguely aware that they were still standing in the entrance of his apartment but at this point he really couldn’t care less, he would stand here all night if it meant that he got to have kun in his arms.  ❝ please don’t let me go ❞ the words were quiet, whispered from his lips before he could really even process what he was saying and his arms tightened around his boyfriends neck. ❝ promise?? ❞ before he could even wait for an answer minchan was closing the space between them again and pressing their lips together}

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— emil *

gotcha   @hallvcination   !   →   emil + ferris   .

^{✩            ↷             ヽ           it was a given now that any time emil was going over to see ferris, it was not to watch that rerun of chicago pd or whatever movie they were showing on lifetime network like the two of them used to sit and do. no, instead, emil was going over to spend time with ferris. and, well, some might think that watching those reruns and lifetime movies was  spending time with ferris, but things were different now. there were plenty more  things to do nowadays, especially since emil and ferris had gotten … closer.}

          ^{for now, emil would leave it at his head on ferris’s lap with his phone hovering above his face in his hands. he was playing that same round of candy crush he had been stuck on for the past week, the same one that both him and ferris had tried to beat. ferris is doing whatever he’s doing  which consists of either the television or the boy’s own phone, emil isn’t completely sure, at least, until he gets sick of playing his game (  and he ran out of lives )  which prompts him to throw his phone to the opposite side of the couch.}

          ^{❝ ferris— ❞ emil calls, his eyes beaming up at the other boy. when he sees ferris’s face without his phone in the way, he smiles, but stays on the boy’s lap as he finds it comfortable to do so. ❝ i’m bored. can we do something actually fun  for once ?  ❞ emil’s lips purse and he wonders if he should suggest something or let ferris figure things out. without waiting for a response, he reaches his hands up and grabs ferris’s face with his hands and makes him look down at him. ❝ can you think of anything … fun  to do ?  ❞}

^{✧        ˖      ・ﾟ    the position ferris currently found himself – in the basement of his parents’ house, engrossed in his phone while some holiday movie he wasn’t even pretending to be paying attention to played in the background, with emil’s head comfortably in his lap –this wasn’t anything new for either of the boys. even before their change in relationship, they had always been closer than most out of their little friend group. being able to comfortably be this close to one another without making a big deal out of it ( at least on the outside ) is what they were good at. but now that those feelings were kind of out in the open, ferris found himself hyperaware just how close emil was. every few minutes ferris found himself sneaking a peak down at emil ( who was still totally distracted by his phone, playing candy crush from the sound of it ) just watching him for a few seconds before going back to his own phone.}

        ^{the sound of emil tossing his phone to the other side of the couch and his own name falling from the others lips pulled ferris out of his instagram induced trance and onto the boy with his head still in his lap. with a smile ferris dropped his own phone beside his leg and focused his attention downwards ❝ what? you’re not having fun using me as your own personal lounger while playing the game you spend more time with than me nowadays? ❞ the feeling of emil’s hands resting themselves on either side of ferris’ face made him shiver slightly while the smile that was on his face grew ever so slightly. ❝ oh, so you want something fun to do? ❞ he knew exactly what emil was hinting at here but he decided to have some fun with him anyways. ❝ we could play some scrabble? or what about monopoly? i still have that naruto monopoly my mom bought me for christmas a couple years ago…  ❞ ferris knew what emil was hinting at, how could you not? but ferris was a tease by nature and unfortunately the boy on his lap presented the most perfect opportunity to do just that. ❝ I might even have yahtzee somewhere… ❞ he made a slight move like he was going to get up from the couch to go look for any of the games he listed, banking on emil stopping him before he actually got up.}