Pairing: Wooin Yoo x Reader
Summary: When the typhoon locked you in your best friend's apartment with nothing but bottles of soju and a little pathetic story of your sex life.
Tags: SMUT, pussy-eating, best friends to something
a/n: just a random smut i thought of and was ignited more by @dzvelinaskebiyars because of a gif!!!! i love you pls dont go bald, thank you for the wooin pics😭❤️
She caught a flash of what must've been Cheoh, white hair and speckles of red, bandaged from head to toe. He crawled through the rink like a starved beast, on the look out for easy prey. Wooin shook his head, barely perceptible in this light. His Old fashioned sat just beneath his lips, the alcohol rippling beneath his breath. Suyun's eyes lingered.
Won't forget our names - Chapter 5
wooins lovers.. this one's for you
a/n: hi! huehue thankyou for the request, it might not be the exact same but it's because i just tweaked it a little and it ended up like this TT i hope it's still good though! this one's for you! @dakfarhhh -- ALSO gosh! i havent written smut in so long so ignore my ugly writing TT TT
Pairing: Hyuk Kwon x Reader
Summary: He got mobbed and magically acquired a chocolate!
Tags: Fluff to Smut, Aphrodisiac, Handsy, Needy! Hyuk, MDNI
just realized I had put in myself as anon (I was the one who requested the wooin with a hard to please reader) when I asked to tag me when u wrote yellow part two. 💔mb! now u have my user so u could tag me.
(ps. apologies for having to send two requests again!)
a/n: sorry this took so long for me to do, my inbox is full of mixed messages and request i have to clean it up! here's a little something from me since i still haven't finished the part 2 of yellow :>
Pairing: Wooin Yoo x Reader
Summary: You've always said no, until one greaseful day.
Tags: Fluff, Flirting, Get-together (sorta), Reader is part of Sabbath
shameless smut. established RS. overstimulation. squirting. crying. dubcon. mean Hyuk.
note: banana dividers from @zyart-jpg lmao thankyou for the banana hyuks
this shit feels like teenage fever.
content. MDNI. car sex, fingering, overstim, riding, unprotected sex, creampie, hair pulling.
a/n. wooin is so sexy in s3, the art style in that season is just unmatched. anyways i just realised all i ever write is wooin... oops
you exited your home, walking towards the familiar ford mustang, that screamed obnoxiously, parked by the side of the path.
you didn't know why wooin called you out at such a random timing — five in the evening — but here you were, opening the car door and making yourself comfortable in the passenger seat.
you glanced at him, his expression irritated as he threw the bitten plastic stick of his lollipop onto the side of the road before driving off.
SYNO ! 09. Nov. 2109 ; Breaking news, The Media goes fanatic after the first robot in history commits suicide in Night City, citizens fear that the AIs are becoming too Human.
CYBERPUNK AU IS FUCKING COOLS LETS GO
FOR WHOEVER WANTS WINDBREAKER BACK, SIGN UP PETITION!! (No, this won't force author to immediately come back. He needs a break but Windbreaker will be back at 1k petitions minimum!!)
it is what it is (doodle by @wildflowerteas <3)
EVEN IF I DROP DEAD AND GET REBORN IM STILL GON RMB VINNY’S THE LOML
Pairing: Yan!JayJo × F!reader
Content Warning: Yandere behaviour, mentions of stalking, physical abuse, female unsafety, mentions of forced marriage, maybe ooc Jay Jo?
Disclaimer: this should not be viewed as romanticization of stalking/yandere, it's merely a warped fantasy from the pov of a helpless character
Word Count: 4,645 words
Reblog if you want me to write more fics, and let me know what you want to read!
P.s can someone teach me Tumblr mobile formatting? 💀
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If there were two elements which would perfectly characterise the greatness which propelled Sara Kim's family into success would be gold and grandeur.
Grandeur for the glory her family of egoistic professionals and cut throat entrepreneurs parade around in. For the excessive flaunting of riches and endless achievements. Of grandiose luncheons, eclectic dresses and jewels in every colour of the rainbow that painted her monotonous life, like some montage of emotions.
But gold deserved its own special category, a very unique limelight to further underscore just how efficiently it encapsulated her materialistic life.
No, the woman wasn't referring to the golden spoon the daughter of elite entrepreneurs was born with.
But she was referring to the cage she was born into, a confinement which had even imprisoned her mind. Such boundaries of protection were what isolated her from the dangers of the world, as well as its sparse inhabitants and even sparser blessings, and especially from herself.
