☂ I, like anyone else, have a life outside of writing stories! Please be patient, as I may not be able to write your requests right away! Additionally, sometimes I may not be comfortable writing what you ask, even if the subject does not fall under a category I have black-listed. If that is the case, I will DM you or make a small announcement informing you I will not work on it. [Rest assured, your username & profile will not be included ]. English is also my second language, so I apologize if there are any grammar errors.
Subjects I Will Never Write About:
⋆ Rape/Non-con
⋆ Zoophilia
⋆ Cheating
⋆ Extreme gore | Extreme torture
⋆ Scat
⋆ Incest
⋆ Smut of Underage-characters [Even if both are the same age]
⋆ Pairings of Adults & Minors.
GOING INSAAAANE IM LOOKING AT THE MAKEUP REMOVER EPILOGUE ART ON KR WEBTOON (that en webtoon never tl'd GRR) AND ITS LIKE 90% HEEWON/YESEUL ART?!?? OH MY GODDDD MY HEART IS SO HAPPY😭😭😭💖🤎💖🤎 (TMR ending spoilers)
^my jaw dropped lowk VIVIMENG JUMPSCARE LMAO😳😳 (vivinos here is credited as "inhye-nim"! i wish they drew hwys too🥹.. but thank u qmeng-nim for the yuri🩷🤎)
surviving romance is SUCH catfish bcs you see it like "Oh yeah this is a normal romance webcomic well the art is pretty i might as well read it" and then its about zombies and also multiple queer characters and the male love interest is just forgotten about
NO BUT LIKE LEE YEON(이연) IS LEGIT SO ICONIC FOR THIS... hetbaiting not once but twice in both Surviving Romance AND The Makeup Remover... like look how cliche shallow shoujo het romance the thumbnails for these 2 comics look... I would never have read either of these from the thumbnails alone but trust me when I say they could not be more misleading and the author definitely did this on purpose smdnssnfvd😇
also bonus i rly love this illust from the makeup remover... it's p non-spoilery + looks so classic shoujo it's so cute 🥹dkjfjd (but also so misleading..😇)
GOING INSAAAANE IM LOOKING AT THE MAKEUP REMOVER EPILOGUE ART ON KR WEBTOON (that en webtoon never tl'd GRR) AND ITS LIKE 90% HEEWON/YESEUL ART?!?? OH MY GODDDD MY HEART IS SO HAPPY😭😭😭💖🤎💖🤎 (TMR ending spoilers)
GOING INSAAAANE IM LOOKING AT THE MAKEUP REMOVER EPILOGUE ART ON KR WEBTOON (that en webtoon never tl'd GRR) AND ITS LIKE 90% HEEWON/YESEUL ART?!?? OH MY GODDDD MY HEART IS SO HAPPY😭😭😭💖🤎💖🤎 (TMR ending spoilers)
A/N: So glad I can finally show you all the fic I wrote for Quippy's mizisua secret santa!
Summary:
The dog collar shone in her grasp. Linked below was a golden tag, and etched into its surface was–-
Mizi blinked, her ears growing warm as her jaw went slack.
No, it couldn’t be.
Surely she was mistaken. Surely, it was the perfume making her see things. There was no other reasonable explanation for what she thought she saw.
Mizi checked again, her eyes roaming over the same five letters until the letters bled together and her head grew woozy.
Puppy.
Mizi inhaled sharply, and it was then that a waft of vanilla rose up from the collar and circled Mizi like a cobra who had found its prey. It was almost ironic how sweet it smelled, when what she held in her hands was anything but.
The perfume still stuffed in her pocket seemed to have grown heavier, and Mizi was all of a sudden very aware of its presence.
Then, the computer beeped softly, and before Mizi could react, the video on screen began to play.
Warnings: Stalker AU, Smut, puppy play, girldick, consensual somnophilia
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
A/N: Oh my God this idea came to me spontaneously and I for some reason decided to drop everything to write down its concept. I may write a fullf-fledged fic of this in the future!
Concept: Mizi is sick of having been constantly patronized by outsiders, and Sua is more than happy to become the outlet to her troubles
Mizi is pinning Sua against the floor, panting softly.
“What kind of owner can’t even control their pet?”
(Mizi is wearing a collar and has dog ears and a tail. Sua is the “owner” and is barely holding the leash).
Sua feebly tries to pull the leash forward, but Mizi resists and instead bites Sua on the neck. She starts humping her growing bulge against Sua’s clothed cunt.
“Imagine how they’d feel if they saw you like this,” Mizi pants, swirling her tongue around Sua’s hardened nipple. “All desperate and needy for your puppy.”
They share an open mouthed kiss as Sua starts running her hand along Mizi’s hair. Her fingertips brush atop the pink haired girl’s soft ears and she whines.
“Who really is in control here?”
Mizi releases her hold on Sua’s nipple to sloppily eat her out.
Sua cries out and begs for more. She grips Mizi’s hair tight in a desperate attempt to have some semblance of control.
When Mizi nips her inner thighs, Sua moans even louder.
Right after she cums, Mizi immediately unbuckles her belt and presses her tented bulge against Sua’s sensitive pussy.
Dryhumps for a bit while Sua tries to grind on her.
“You smell so good, unnie,” Mizi breathes, sinking her teeth into Sua’s skin once again—though this time it was on the supple flesh above the start of Sua’s happy trail.
She smiles, her teeth bared.
“You smell like mine.”
Sua is unintelligible at this point. Drool pools from the corner of her lips and tears have begun falling freely from her shut eyes. The hand that wasn’t tangled in Mizi’s hair was gripping her forearm, begging.
Sua gasps again.
What were once gentle traces of circles soon become careless scratches above Mizi’s calloused skin. They betray the desperateness Sua had for Mizi–that need that had long since taken over every inch of Sua’s mind.
A silent question hangs in the air.
And Mizi smirks.
She all but leaps to Sua’s lips, mouth hungry for more. The taste of Sua still clings to the corners of her face, and Sua laps it all up.
The knot which had begun to swell rips apart the poor boxer that had been trying to keep it contained. Mizi growls, using her claw-like fingers to rip apart the final strands of the ruined clothing.
And then, with nothing else to separate the two of them, she pushes her cock inside.
It barely takes any effort to slip her knot in Sua’s pussy. The slick coating her cũnt practically did the job for Mizi.
Sua whimpers at the feeling of her walls stretching to accommodate for the new guest, trailing light, stinging scratches all along Mizi’s arm.
Mizi breaks away from the kiss to nip Sua’s neck and collarbone.
Her dick slips fully inside Sua and she starts to hump like a rabid animal.
She growls against Sua’s skin, whispering the word mine, mine, mine over and over again.
Sua’s moans become high pitched and she wraps her arms around Mizi’s back. Mizi’s tail begins to beat back and forth in an erratic manner, as if seeming to match the desperate way she fucked Sua.
Sua moans in Mizi’s ear and nips the fluffy fur on top, sending Mizi into a craze.
Her kisses to Sua become sloppy as she tries to drive her cock deeper into Sua.
As soon as she feels Sua clenching around her dick and for the familiar sticky liquid to coat it, Mizi lets out a snarl and cums.
They lay there for a moment side by side as Mizi’s tail starts to droop (but curiously, never stops wagging).
Sua is all but unconscious while Mizi beams tiredly at her.
[SNIPPET] All Because of You--Outside Squid Game Se-Mi x FEM! Reader
A/N: I was re-reading my old works here and felt nostalgic. I’m not sure how long I’ll be doing them, but I’m answering asks again. Here’s a little snippet of one I’ve been working on for a long, long time:
Warnings: Internalized homophobia & angst
You stare at the dissipating smoke, your mouth hanging wide open as you spotted two men dressed in black drag in a drum, a keyboard, and two microphone stands. They fled soon after, allowing five silhouettes to pour onto the stage.
The crowd that had gathered around them cheered.
You squinted.
Marching in front of the little group was a man with purple streaks in his hair. He held a microphone to his lips, and as he moved you noticed the stage lights reflecting off of his painted nails. Beside him--nearly matching his stride, in fact--was a man sporting a ripped black T-shirt, exposing his toned chest underneath. He pumped his fist into the air, a smirk dancing across his lips as he yelled out something unintelligible to the crowd.
Behind them, a taller and shorter man walked side by side, the former waving to the audience with his electric guitar while the latter seemed determined to ignore their existence.
You felt your heart stop when you saw the last person enter the stage.
She was the only girl there, and confidently strode onstage with a smirk upon her lips and her velvet electric guitar clutched within her grip. As she moved to greet the patrons (some of whom were trying to grab her feet), you noticed the leather jacket strung around her shoulders dipping down slightly to reveal the smooth skin underneath.
It seemed the white crop top she wore didn't do a great job at concealing her body.
As the light shone upon her, you could finally get a clear look at the guitarist.
The first thing about her that caught your eye were her piercings: She had at least three in each of her ears and one on her belly.
The most prominent one stuck out from her lower lip as she grinned, and as her eyes scanned across the room--nearing your corner--you could feel your heightened senses spread tingles across your body.
You swallow, trying to ignore how your face had gotten uncomfortably warm.
Surely it was just another effect of the drink you just had?
Fuck.
Right as her gaze landed on you and the other patrons lounging on the bar, you quickly whipped your head back towards the counter and tipped the nearly empty glass of alcohol to your rather dry mouth.
Even with your back turned against her, you felt as if her eyes her burning into your soul.
Ji-Yeong's laughter once again reached your ears, and you scowled in embarrassment.
"Don't worry, you're not the first to act like this when Se-Mi is performing," Ji-Yeong said cheekily, hopping onto a chair that she pulled from God knows where. "I think she's one of the most popular members of the band. She has admirers literally everywhere."
You don't choose to respond.
You're not quite sure if your reply would even be very coherent, anyway.
Instead, you bury your head into your crossed arms and groan, trying to shove any creepy homosexual thoughts to the furthest corner of your mind.
Though, despite your best efforts, one still managed to slip through.
Se-Mi. What a pretty name.
A/N: It’s halfway done, and as you might’ve guessed, this one’s angsty!
I’m glad to be back, truly.
To those of you who have somehow still stuck around despite my inconsistency: Thank you. You don’t know how much that means to me.
Ackkk I'll try to return sometime in late October/early November! I got burnt out with writing because I couldn't handle how many requests I got in addition with my classes, health, and outside responsibilities. I didn't want to post work that I wasn't proud of so I was trying to take a step away to recoup haha.
I promise I have not abandoned this blog, though!
To the people that are still here: You guys rock so much 😭
After watching season three (not quite done with it yet, so please don’t leave any spoilers in the comments or reblogs!), I’m getting Se-Mi withdrawals 😭
What It Would Be Like Dating Both Kang No-Eul & Se-Mi (FEM! Reader HCs)
A/N: …It is currently the middle of the night and I was suddenly possessed with this idea whilst writing the comphet Se-Mi/reader fic :’D
(so because of that so sorry if it’s shorter than usual…also I am VERY aware that in certain scenes, lingerie shops don’t work that way, but please just suspend your belief :’D).
Warnings: Smut & Semi-Public Sex.
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*Life with the two of them couldn’t become anymore chaotic.
*The two of you were in sort of a more “typical” polyamorous relationship.
*Though No-Eul and Se-Mi both mainly focused on you, they had their moments where they would be affectionate towards each other.
*Sometimes, you three would be cuddling for a movie night in the midst of the thunderstorm. You would be laying on top of Se-Mi while No-Eul sat right beside you two, making sure to have your legs rest over hers.
*During such times, Se-Mi would be your anchor, snuggling you and making sure that you felt safe in her arms.
*For the most part, she would focus on the film, but during certain scenes would stop and whisper something flirtatious in your year.
*It was still loud enough for No-Eul to hear, of course, which allowed her to step in and do some teasing too.
*A kiss here, a feathery touch there.
*You’d be in heaven.
*Otherwise though, No-Eul would probably only be half-paying attention to what’s on screen, too wrapped up in drinking the sight of her two girlfriends being so affectionate with one other.
*(Though physical touch—aside from sex—was not one of her love languages, quality time sure as hell was).
*Wanna know what’s another love language she has?
*Acts of service.
*With No-Eul as your lovely girlfriend, you’ll probably never really have to do a chore you utterly despise ever again.
*And, combined with Se-Mi’s penchant for gifting you small things she bought (or stole if the price was too outrageous)?
*It’s safe to say that in this relationship, you’re completely spoiled.
*Due to their jobs, No-Eul will typically have you in her grasps during the day, while Se-Mi will be the one nuzzling you at night.
*Usually, you will be the one getting up first to prepare breakfast, and have to drag an adorably grumpy No-Eul out of bed.
*”Baby, how the fuck are you so happy to be out of bed? And so early in the morning?” She’d hiss, trying to cover her eyes from the sunlight that poured in after you ripped off the blinds.
*”Honey, it’s 9 AM. You can’t just laze around all day,” You’d retort, moving over to pepper her face with kisses.
*If No-Eul still isn’t convinced even with your affection, you’ll pull out the big guns.
*”Don’t you want to set a good precedent for our little one? When she’s old enough, she can’t miss an hour of school each day just because her eomma can’t get herself out of bed,” You’d sing song.
“…I hate you.”
“We both know you don’t, Eul.”
*At night, you’ll typically find yourself in the complete opposite situation: Trying to drag a way-too-awake Se-Mi back to bed.
“Babe, you can’t miss your shift tomorrow. Go to sleep.”
“Awe, come on, sweetheart, just give me a few more minutes—“
“Babe.”
“…fine.”
*Truthfully, though, the days in which all three of you wake up in bed are your favorites.
*While No-Eul snores in the bedroom, you and Se-Mi would team up to make breakfast together.
*You’ll also gently coax No-Eul’s daughter out of bed and sit her on the baby seat while Se-Mi blows airplane noises to feed her.
*Sometime during the commotion, No-Eul will inevitably wake up and you and Se-Mi both savor the sight of the usually-grumpy No-Eul absolutely melt when in the prescience of her baby.
*It’s adorable, really.
*When looking at the relationship dynamic, No-Eul is the more logical of the three of you, preferring to (mostly) handle the bills and use that terrifying glare she has to her advantage if you girls ever face any terrible people.
*Shes more realistic, and acts as a calm balance to the chaoticness that is Se-Mi.
*If No-Eul’s intimidating stance isn’t enough to scare whatever creep is there off, then Se-Mi’s quick thinking and scary threats will.
*When the three of you cuddle, you’re often trapped in the middle.
*While Se-Mi spoons you, you spoon No-Eul.
*Sometimes, when either of your girlfriends are feeling particularly affectionate, then they’ll either (in Se-Mi’s case) cling onto you like an oversized koala, or (in No-Eul’s case) turn around and give you gay panick by cuddling you and squishing your face in their breasts.
*Ah, as for your sex life?
*Well, prepare for a wild ride.
*Let’s start with Se-Mi.
*As previously established, in public, she is loud and unabashed, and fact about her doesn’t just change even when she enters a throuple with you and No-Eul.
*If she just got back home and saw you putting on a cute little apron as you prepared dinner for the three of you? Se-Mi would waltz on over to you like the sky minx she is, wrap a hand around your waist (which is resting dangerously near your inner thigh, may I add), and purr—rather loudly—at what an adorable girlfriend you are.
*Of course, when you would inevitably elbow her in the stomach for her horniness, she would more than make up for it with her kisses…and skillful fingers.
*Or, if you all are going shopping and she spots a little store selling lingerie? Well, Se-Mi would share a glance at No-Eul, smirk, and then the two of them would drag you to that very store and very enthusiastically encourage you to try some on for them.
*God, if you ever do agree, then walking out of that changing room will suddenly feel like you’ve just become the gazelle to some very hungry lionesses.
*No-Eul is subtler; She will look at you like she just can’t wait to bring you home and fuck you with her strap until you forget your own name and only moan her’s and Se-Mi’s.
*And Se-Mi?
*Fuck, you’d be lucky if she doesn’t pounce on you on the spot.
*Once, the three of you had a quickie inside the dressing room of one of the stores you guys frequented.
*Se-Mi had pinned you against the wall, a leg pressed up against your achingly clothed core as her fingers began to pull down the flimsy outfit you had on.
*You had, rather weakly, protested, but since you didn’t say your safeword (and was secretly aroused by it), one rough kiss by Se-Mi was all it took to shut you up.
*At first, No-Eul has been hesitant to join, not wanting to deal with the fallout that would occur if you were caught, but after she spent some time (read: 2 minutes) watching Se-Mi getting all handsy with you, she quickly changed her tune.
*She had walked up to you and Se-Mi, a dangerous type of darkness dancing in her irises, and had roughly grabbed you by the throat to force your gaze to leave Se-Mi and meet hers.
*Se-Mi arched an eyebrow, but a quick whisper from No-Eul was enough to pull you off of the wall and instead sandwich you between her and No-Eul.
*Before you’re able to whine—too loudly, that is—No-Eul will press a hand to your lips and hiss for you to be quiet.
*After all, you wouldn’t want to get you all caught, now would you?
*God, your girlfriends both love tag-teaming you. This time was no different.
*While Se-Mi hungrily latches onto your swollen clit, No-Eul will sensually kiss your neck, making sure to suck extra hard on your sensitive spots.
*She’ll also roughly grab your breasts as Se-Mi plunges a slender finger inside you.
*”Do you like this, baby? Do you like being fucked like a dirty little whore in an open store, hm?” No-Eul cooed, pinching your nipples in an effort to hear you moan.
“Awe, of course she does,” Se-Mi would interrupt before you were able to combine your frazzled thoughts into any coherent sentences.
*Se-Mi emphasized her point by pumping her fingers quicker inside you, allowing you and No-Eul to hear them squelch inside your tight pussy.
“After all, look at how wet she is for us.”
*No-Eul chuckled slowly when you whined pathetically and started to tremble. Possessively, she lightly sank her teeth into your collarbone.
*”Of course she is. She has us as her girlfriends.”
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A/N #2: …Midnight Me is horny as fuc—
Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed! I apologize for any mistakes in the writing; I do not want to bother my (sick) beta reader in the middle of the night.
If you liked this, please do not feel scared to tell me! I LIVE for your comments because I truly want to hear your thoughts on these creations. I spend a lot of time on them :)
3 BABIES - sae-byeok x ji-yeong x pregnant f!reader GENRE: fluff!!11111!! WARNINGS UHHHHH IDK. SYPNOSIS being pregnant, with 2 big babies and a actual baby.. part 4 to the headcannons i did!! ty for the req anon!! WC n/a TAGLIST none yet!
⑅ the first time you told them you were pregnant – Sae was quiet for a full minute, panicking silently, before getting up and walking to the kitchen to make rice.
⑅ ur like "????" then ji says "shes freaking out - she does that when shes freaking out.."
⑅ then like 5 mins after – sae comes back and hugs you. "we got you, you're gonna be fine."
⑅ Ji cries and clings onto you like your made out of glass and sunshines - "were gonna be parents, omg ur gonna be so hot."
⑅ literally like 4 minutes after – sae and ji locked themselves in the rooms, already planning baby outfits 😥😥😥
⑅ During the pregnancy, sae becomes EXTREMELY protective, she would glare at anyone who bumped into u in public..
⑅ ji-yeong would walk beside you in public, while sae walks infront, carrying her trusty pocket knife (for those bum ass men :eyeroll)
⑅ sometimes, when ji is laying on ur belly - she says something like "im gonna be your favorite." and sae is just side eyeing her like 'bet'
⑅ They both become your emotional support gremlins, helping you up, when you feel nauseous - when your fatigued ETC ETCC
⑅ NOW, when you gave birth - none of them left, ji was asleep on the couch while sae was sitting beside you, your baby peacefully sleeping on you while you doze off.
⑅ sae felt like crying, it was so peaceful, you were strong, healthy, and so was your baby, their baby.
⑅ the first time they held the baby, sae freezes, her hands were stiff but gentle, ji was beside sae, comforting her. That became your lockscreen.
⑅ When the baby says her first word (“Ma!”), Ji-yeong and Sae-byeok both point at you like “SHE MEANT YOU FIRST.”
⑅ Ji-yeong is a chaotic but loving mom. She gives the baby a ridiculous amount of nicknames..
⑅ Sleep-deprived mornings look like:
Sae-byeok rocking the baby while making coffee one-handed.
Ji-yeong snoring upside-down on the couch, drooling slightly.
You in the middle, watching them both with messy hair and a full heart.
(they have ur nickname on ur phone set as milf for whatever reason.)
