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[fairycosmos]

that guy who went to space and said something along the lines of how it shattered his illusions about the wonders of the universe entirely because it was just cold and empty and dead and vast and everything worth marvelling at was back down on earth. yeah

[x-fag]

a good sailor will always return to the sea

[hazyhae]

both. raw. at the same time. no lube, no protection, all night, all day. from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the church, from the front porch to the balcony, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cow girl, doggy, backwards, forwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, against the wall, against the window, against the door, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, NEXT QUESTION.

[hazyhae]

munchies | lmk + ldh

stoner!mark + haechan x f!reader

munchies (pl. n) - the compelling and intense feeling of hunger after weed use

wc: 1.9k

warnings under the cut! 18+ mdni

cw: pure smut, dom-ish!mark, switchy!haechan, non-idol, weed use, oral (giving), lots of spit and cum, dirty talk, head pushing, praise, facials, choking, voyeurism, overstimulation, petnames: baby, pretty

it was supposed to be a chill night in with your best friends, but somehow every one of them had an excuse not to show up—sickness, forgotten family dinners, etc.

all except two, whose gazes burn holes into the side of your head as you take another drag from one of mark’s bongs.

you were so used to sneaking off with mark and haechan to go smoke a bowl as the only 3 in your friend group who really smoke, and with no one else there, you got straight to it.

but something feels different this time.

you’ve lost count of how many times the bong has been passed around, and as you feel your head get lighter and hazier, you can’t help but feel the shift.

it’s subtle, yet so noticeable—their deep brown, glossed over eyes not leaving your form, haechan’s light touches moving absentmindedly down your arm, mark’s fingers wrapped tightly around the neck of the bong, sometimes holding it for you while you take your own hits. the higher you get, the more hyperaware you feel of all of it.

there’s one more round, and the bong lands in your hands once again. you bend your neck to place your mouth at its entrance, and it’s now that they decide to start talking.

“have i ever told you that you take your smoke like a champ, baby?” haechan speaks first, voice deep and alluring. his voice alone is almost hypnotic—amplifying your high and having you subconsciously press your thighs together.

“he’s right- never seen someone make smoking look so fucking pretty,” mark agrees, eyes raking up and down your form lazily.

“especially the way you wrap those pretty little hands around it, you like that?” haechan asks, taking the bong from your hands and setting it to the side. “markie bought this one just for you, baby.”

the heat between your thighs is undeniable at this point. you’ve always thought the two of them were attractive, and they may have appeared in some not-so-innocent dreams you’ve had—maybe that’s why it feels like one now.

your eyes trail down from their faces and that’s when it hits you. their jeans look downright painful, obvious puffy tents straining to be free. you lick your lips, salivating at the thought of what lies under.

“looks like our pretty girl’s not done yet-” mark taps your chin lightly, “know the smoke always gives you the munchies.”

“want something else?” haechan coos.

you feel like you can barely breathe, heat building in your core as you barely choke out your response.

“yes, please.”

“whose?” mark asks, and you look back and forth between the two, their hungry eyes watching you in anticipation.

“both.”

as soon as the word leaves your mouth, they’re springing up to their feet. mark tosses a pillow to the floor and you sink down to rest your knees on it, waiting patiently as they tug down their pants. their cocks spring from their confines, slapping against their stomachs.

you salivate at the sight of them, marveling at how they’re both packing and wondering how in the world you’ll take them in your mouth.

and somewhere else if you’re lucky.

haechan chuckles, shaking his head at the starry look in your eyes directed at their members. “you’re so good at handling that bong like it’s nothing—is this too much for you, pretty?”

you shake your head, determination building in your chest at his teasing. haechan’s always been the best at bringing out the competitive side of you. a smirk lights his face at your resolve, pleased to have you right where he wants.

you dribble some saliva into your hand, closing it around his waiting cock and taking him into your mouth first. you wrap his tip with your lips and draw circles with your tongue, the taste of skin and precum hitting your senses.

“ah- fuck—,” he immediately hisses and pride wells in your chest at the small victory in getting him to shut up. you take him inch by inch until his tip hits the back of your throat, slightly gagging at the intrusion.

you stabilize yourself with your left hand wrapped around the parts of him you can’t quite fit into your mouth, your right hand in your lap, getting lost in the tempo you set spurred on by his breathy moans.

“forget about me?” mark’s deep voice cuts into your daze, and a rough hand grabs the hand in your lap. you almost pull off of haechan to attend to your excluded friend, but his hands secure themselves around the back of your head.

“fuck—f-fuck, don’t stop,” haechan starts to move his hips, aiding you in your quest to get him off.

mark clicks his tongue at his friend’s selfishness, your wrist still in his tight grip. “open,” he commands, turning your hand so your palm faces up. you do as he says, and the sound of spit accompanied by a warm wetness in your palm tells you all you need to know.

he brings it to wrap around his equally impressive and slightly thicker cock, and you immediately latch onto it, starting to stroke him as best you can with haechan using your mouth. you run your thumb over mark’s slick tip, and the deep groan you hear rumble from his throat is like music to your ears.

“so greedy baby, wanting two cocks at once.”

surprisingly, haechan releases his grip on your head as soon as he processes mark’s words and lack of attention. “i-it’s okay, go for it baby, let me see,” haechan drawls out, his sentence ending in a moan.

you draw back from him, your left hand moving to stroke at the half of his member you had in your mouth and trying to keep the same tempo and pressure.

you immediately move your head to the right, latching your lips onto mark, whose delicious growls once again spur you to work even harder.

“so pretty, so fucking pretty,” mark groans out, pupils shot as he watches the way your lips stretch around his fat cock. and when your pretty eyes flutter up to meet his, he swears he could cum then and there.

he holds on—but with the way you hollow your cheeks around him, bobbing your head back and forth, the weed making him feel everything from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet, he doesn’t know how much longer he can last.

to your left, the sight of you sucking off his best friend, drool spilling from your lips has haechan heaving, maybe even turning him on more than when you had your mouth on him.

“i’m gonna need this on video next time we do this,” he half-jokes through grit teeth. “bet you’d like that, hm?”

haechan’s remarks seem to snap mark from his own reverie, igniting a fire in him. tears spring in your eyes as mark grips the back of your head just as haechan did, but thrusting even harder against the back of your throat, leaving you gagging around his member.

everything burns— your arms and legs, which you know will be sore in the morning, your mouth, stretched to take your friends’ thrusts, and your cunt, clenching around nothing, just begging to be filled.

haechan notices your speed falter slightly, and starts to thrust his hips hastily into your tight grip on his slick member, chasing his own high. mark does the same to your mouth, feeling himself coming up rapidly to his peak.

you just let them use you, simply keeping your hands and lips wrapped around them as you weakly try to keep up with their increasing speeds.

“god—” mark heaves, punctuating his words with pointed thrusts. ”you’re too good, such a g-good fucking girl for us,” he mutters, teeth digging into his lips as he tries to make himself last even just a bit longer.

“so good for us— ah- shit, gonna let us use you?” haechan agrees, questioning you between choked moans. “gonna stay our pretty baby?”

you moan in response at the praise and sweet words despite their rough actions, the vibrations around mark’s cock sending shocks throughout him and eliciting choked out moans interwoven with strings of curses.

they move faster and faster, and mark’s hips stutter first with harsh, erratic thrusts signifying his coming climax. at the last second he pulls your mouth off of him leveraging his grip on your head, and ropes of white paint your cheeks and open mouth trying to catch them.

the sight, as expected, has haechan nearing his own finish after the last bit of mark’s cum hits your skin. he yanks you towards him with a firm, bruising hold on your hand and pistons into your fist, moans growing more and more pitchy as he reaches his peak.

with one last tilt of his hips and squeeze of his cock between your sore digits, you open your mouth, letting his cum hit your tongue, painting over where mark’s release still stains your face, some starting to drip down your neck.

you wrap your lips around his member once more letting the juices on your tongue slick over his head to coax the last bit of cum out of him, feeling another spurt hit the back of your throat.

“pl-please, fuck, fuck, fuck.” you keep your lips attached to him, addicted to his taste, haechan’s head shooting back as his eyes start to flutter shut from overstimulation.

a hand wraps around your throat, tugging you off of him, and haechan heaves, taking in as much air as he can as he comes down from his high. your attention is turned to mark, who’s fingers dig into the side of your neck.

you swallow every last bit of cum that you managed to catch on your tongue, your neck bouncing against mark’s grip. he releases the pressure around your neck, instead lifting his hand to your cheek, rubbing the cum on your chin around your lips with his thumb, mesmerized at the fact that you still look like you could go for more.

“i was right— never seen someone make anything look so fucking pretty.”

he grabs you by the arms, lifting to your feet before pushing you back onto the bed. he lifts his shirt over his head, and still dazed, you follow suit. he wipes your face gingerly with his shirt befote discarding it to the side, laying pecks on your cheeks and trailing his lips down to your neck and chest.

you lean back against the pillows as mark stops at your sweatpants, slipping them off your form.

haechan, seemingly recovered from one of the most mind-blowing orgasms of his life, settles next to him, spreading your legs with glee.

the two of them gaze at you with their darkened, hazed eyes, chests rising in excitement, their hands starting to wander up and between your thighs. both heads disappear lower and lower as they press your legs apart even further, ready to show you a high like no other.

“your turn.”

a/n: first post of 2025 and it was nothing i said i'd be working on... anyways pt 2? sdjakda hope you enjoyed and thank u to these anons who put mahae in my head to begin with i hope u love it! shout out to my bestie bookie @onriyuview as always for making sure my stuff is readable :'<

shares + feedback always appreciated! ♡

-coco ٩( ^ᗜ^)و 𓂸

[hazyhae]

munchies | lmk + ldh

stoner!mark + haechan x f!reader

munchies (pl. n) - the compelling and intense feeling of hunger after weed use

wc: 1.9k

warnings under the cut! 18+ mdni

cw: pure smut, dom-ish!mark, switchy!haechan, non-idol, weed use, oral (giving), lots of spit and cum, dirty talk, head pushing, praise, facials, choking, voyeurism, overstimulation, petnames: baby, pretty

it was supposed to be a chill night in with your best friends, but somehow every one of them had an excuse not to show up—sickness, forgotten family dinners, etc.

all except two, whose gazes burn holes into the side of your head as you take another drag from one of mark’s bongs.

you were so used to sneaking off with mark and haechan to go smoke a bowl as the only 3 in your friend group who really smoke, and with no one else there, you got straight to it.

but something feels different this time.

you’ve lost count of how many times the bong has been passed around, and as you feel your head get lighter and hazier, you can’t help but feel the shift.

it’s subtle, yet so noticeable—their deep brown, glossed over eyes not leaving your form, haechan’s light touches moving absentmindedly down your arm, mark’s fingers wrapped tightly around the neck of the bong, sometimes holding it for you while you take your own hits. the higher you get, the more hyperaware you feel of all of it.

there’s one more round, and the bong lands in your hands once again. you bend your neck to place your mouth at its entrance, and it’s now that they decide to start talking.

“have i ever told you that you take your smoke like a champ, baby?” haechan speaks first, voice deep and alluring. his voice alone is almost hypnotic—amplifying your high and having you subconsciously press your thighs together.

“he’s right- never seen someone make smoking look so fucking pretty,” mark agrees, eyes raking up and down your form lazily.

“especially the way you wrap those pretty little hands around it, you like that?” haechan asks, taking the bong from your hands and setting it to the side. “markie bought this one just for you, baby.”

the heat between your thighs is undeniable at this point. you’ve always thought the two of them were attractive, and they may have appeared in some not-so-innocent dreams you’ve had—maybe that’s why it feels like one now.

your eyes trail down from their faces and that’s when it hits you. their jeans look downright painful, obvious puffy tents straining to be free. you lick your lips, salivating at the thought of what lies under.

“looks like our pretty girl’s not done yet-” mark taps your chin lightly, “know the smoke always gives you the munchies.”

“want something else?” haechan coos.

you feel like you can barely breathe, heat building in your core as you barely choke out your response.

“yes, please.”

“whose?” mark asks, and you look back and forth between the two, their hungry eyes watching you in anticipation.

“both.”

as soon as the word leaves your mouth, they’re springing up to their feet. mark tosses a pillow to the floor and you sink down to rest your knees on it, waiting patiently as they tug down their pants. their cocks spring from their confines, slapping against their stomachs.

you salivate at the sight of them, marveling at how they’re both packing and wondering how in the world you’ll take them in your mouth.

and somewhere else if you’re lucky.

haechan chuckles, shaking his head at the starry look in your eyes directed at their members. “you’re so good at handling that bong like it’s nothing—is this too much for you, pretty?”

you shake your head, determination building in your chest at his teasing. haechan’s always been the best at bringing out the competitive side of you. a smirk lights his face at your resolve, pleased to have you right where he wants.

you dribble some saliva into your hand, closing it around his waiting cock and taking him into your mouth first. you wrap his tip with your lips and draw circles with your tongue, the taste of skin and precum hitting your senses.

“ah- fuck—,” he immediately hisses and pride wells in your chest at the small victory in getting him to shut up. you take him inch by inch until his tip hits the back of your throat, slightly gagging at the intrusion.

you stabilize yourself with your left hand wrapped around the parts of him you can’t quite fit into your mouth, your right hand in your lap, getting lost in the tempo you set spurred on by his breathy moans.

“forget about me?” mark’s deep voice cuts into your daze, and a rough hand grabs the hand in your lap. you almost pull off of haechan to attend to your excluded friend, but his hands secure themselves around the back of your head.

“fuck—f-fuck, don’t stop,” haechan starts to move his hips, aiding you in your quest to get him off.

mark clicks his tongue at his friend’s selfishness, your wrist still in his tight grip. “open,” he commands, turning your hand so your palm faces up. you do as he says, and the sound of spit accompanied by a warm wetness in your palm tells you all you need to know.

he brings it to wrap around his equally impressive and slightly thicker cock, and you immediately latch onto it, starting to stroke him as best you can with haechan using your mouth. you run your thumb over mark’s slick tip, and the deep groan you hear rumble from his throat is like music to your ears.

“so greedy baby, wanting two cocks at once.”

surprisingly, haechan releases his grip on your head as soon as he processes mark’s words and lack of attention. “i-it’s okay, go for it baby, let me see,” haechan drawls out, his sentence ending in a moan.

you draw back from him, your left hand moving to stroke at the half of his member you had in your mouth and trying to keep the same tempo and pressure.

you immediately move your head to the right, latching your lips onto mark, whose delicious growls once again spur you to work even harder.

“so pretty, so fucking pretty,” mark groans out, pupils shot as he watches the way your lips stretch around his fat cock. and when your pretty eyes flutter up to meet his, he swears he could cum then and there.

he holds on—but with the way you hollow your cheeks around him, bobbing your head back and forth, the weed making him feel everything from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet, he doesn’t know how much longer he can last.

to your left, the sight of you sucking off his best friend, drool spilling from your lips has haechan heaving, maybe even turning him on more than when you had your mouth on him.

“i’m gonna need this on video next time we do this,” he half-jokes through grit teeth. “bet you’d like that, hm?”

haechan’s remarks seem to snap mark from his own reverie, igniting a fire in him. tears spring in your eyes as mark grips the back of your head just as haechan did, but thrusting even harder against the back of your throat, leaving you gagging around his member.

everything burns— your arms and legs, which you know will be sore in the morning, your mouth, stretched to take your friends’ thrusts, and your cunt, clenching around nothing, just begging to be filled.

haechan notices your speed falter slightly, and starts to thrust his hips harstily into your tight grip on his slick member, chasing his own high. mark does the same to your mouth, feeling himself coming up rapidly to his peak.

you just let them use you, simply keeping your hands and lips wrapped around them as you weakly try to keep up with their increasing speeds.

“god—” mark heaves, punctuating his words with pointed thrusts. ”you’re too good, such a g-good fucking girl for us,” he mutters, teeth digging into his lips as he tries to make himself last even just a bit longer.

“so good for us— ah- shit, gonna let us use you?” haechan agrees, questioning you between choked moans. “gonna stay our pretty baby?”

you moan in response at the praise and sweet words despite their rough actions, the vibrations around mark’s cock sending shocks throughout him and eliciting choked out moans interwoven with strings of curses.

they move faster and faster, and mark’s hips stutter first with harsh, erratic thrusts signifying his coming climax. at the last second he pulls your mouth off of him leveraging his grip on your head, and ropes of white paint your cheeks and open mouth trying to catch them.

the sight, as expected, has haechan nearing his own finish after the last bit of mark’s cum hits your skin. he yanks you towards him with a firm, bruising hold on your hand and pistons into your fist, moans growing more and more pitchy as he reaches his peak.

with one last tilt of his hips and squeeze of his cock between your sore digits, you open your mouth, letting his cum hit your tongue, painting over where mark’s release still stains your face, some starting to drip down your neck.

you wrap your lips around his member once more letting the juices on your tongue slick over his head to coax the last bit of cum out of him, feeling another spurt hit the back of your throat.

“pl-please, fuck, fuck, fuck.” you keep your lips attached to him, addicted to his taste, haechan’s head shooting back as his eyes start to flutter shut from overstimulation.

a hand wraps around your throat, tugging you off of him, and haechan heaves, taking in as much air as he can as he comes down from his high. your attention is turned to mark, who’s fingers dig into the side of your neck.

you swallow every last bit of cum that you managed to catch on your tongue, your neck bouncing against mark’s grip. he releases the pressure around your neck, instead lifting his hand to your cheek, rubbing the cum on your chin around your lips with his thumb, mesmerized at the fact that you still look like you could go for more.

“i was right— never seen someone make anything look so fucking pretty.”

he grabs you by the arms, lifting to your feet before pushing you back onto the bed. he lifts his shirt over his head, and still dazed, you follow suit. he wipes your face gingerly with his shirt befote discarding it to the side, laying pecks on your cheeks and trailing his lips down to your neck and chest.

you lean back against the pillows as mark stops at your sweatpants, slipping them off your form.

haechan, seemingly recovered from one of the most mind-blowing orgasms of his life, settles next to him, spreading your legs with glee.

the two of them gaze at you with their darkened, hazed eyes, chests rising in excitement, their hands starting to wander up and between your thighs. both heads disappear lower and lower as they press your legs apart even further, ready to show you a high like no other.

“your turn.”

a/n: first post of 2025 and it was nothing i said i'd be working on... anyways pt 2? sdjakda hope you enjoyed and thank u to these anons who put mahae in my head to begin with i hope u love it! shout out to my bestie bookie @onriyuview as always for making sure my stuff is readable :'<

shares + feedback always appreciated! ♡

-coco ٩( ^ᗜ^)و 𓂸

[goht-deactivated20150529]

[royalarchivist]

Phil: I'm not sure what I think about this cape on the Elytra, I kinda like it? [Snaps his fingers] You know what it kinda reminds me of? It kinda reminds me of Techno's cape.

[Thunder rumbles above him 🌩️]

Phil: Techno? [Laughs] I'm kidding. It's a sign! We're doing it–

[animentality]

[kaopennh]

“ i have the blade ! “

in honor of the little dsmp revival we have going on :)

[etchif]

[etchif]

You know that post that was going around like a year ago. That said something like 'hey you don't need to wear any makeup' and people kept commenting shit like 'yeah just a little eyeliner is enough'. This is how this post feels to me

[ardourie]

[createdbyghosts]

even if it is full of love, all a ghost can do is haunt.

[googoojeu]

hello! i just started paying more attention to enhypen members and their song, could i request a bulletpoint of you introducing the members and explaining their personalities? thank you!! (i've finished iland btw ><)

hi anon! i'm so sorry for answering really late, i really don't check tumblr anymore! unfortunately, i have stopped writing for enhypen last year, and i haven't written anything since then ㅠㅠ i'm so sorry again!

[lullcaby]

[yutaholic]

beast mode | nct series (M)

welcome to Hel. this city, your hometown, is ruled by heroes and villains, constantly at war with each other for power. here, there is no right and wrong. only loss or gain.

notes: each chapter is a standalone oneshot that can be read separately or out of order. the mc in each part is different. do not read if you are underage or if you are uncomfortable with sexual content and potentially violent scenarios.

disclaimer: the members are just my muses. I don’t know any of them personally and would never say that they would actually act or behave in the ways portrayed in this story.

SAVAGE.

it’s not your typical romantic story. boy meets girl. girl dates boy. boy is a villain. girl is a hero. chaos ensues…

{ coming soon }

MONSTER.

your life is nothing short of idyllic. you have a perfect house, a beautiful daughter and a loving husband. there’s just one rule - never ask Jeno what he does for a living…

{ coming soon }

DEVIL.

you are the only person that knows Haechan’s secret. you’re his best friend since childhood, his ride or die, and unbeknownst to you, the love of his life…

{ coming soon }

WICKED.

all your life you have guarded those who cannot protect themselves so when Doyoung hires you, you have no idea why someone like him would need services like yours…

{ coming soon }

VIPER.

ten years ago, Yuta walked away from a life of villainy to be a husband and father, but when an old enemy comes lurking, he is ready to protect his family by any vicious means necessary…

{ coming soon }

TYRANT.

hate is a strong word, but nothing better describes your feelings for Taeyong, your ex. so when the two of you must team up to survive, you think you’d rather die…

{ coming soon }

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copyright 2020 - 2022 © yutaholic (formerly zenyukhei) all rights reserved do not copy or translate without my permission!

[tyonfs]

and they were roommates

❝ come on, y/n, i don’t bite. ❞

PAIRING ▸ lee donghyuck x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ smut, fluff, some angst, crack, college au, strangers to friends to lovers au, slowburn

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, alcohol and weed consumption, “opposites attract” trope, mentions of anxiety, nahyuck are extra stupid in this fic, hyuck has his euphoria moment, momentary fwb, unprotected sex (wrap before u tap), slight corruption kink, high sex, fingering, oral (fem. receiving), and lots of fluff !! 

SUMMARY ▸ lee donghyuck’s competitive spirit to find the best girlfriend results with him setting his sights on yoo jimin, the hottest girl on campus. however, trying to get close to her ends up with him being pushed in her roommate’s direction. donghyuck has never considered dating someone as quiet as you, but, for whatever reason, he’s infatuated.

PLAYLIST ▸ adada adada by chitharth • partners in crime by finneas • i wanna be yours by arctic monkeys • garden song by phoebe bridgers • kal no naa ho by shankar-ehsaan-loy, sonu nigam • heartbeat by bts

WORD COUNT ▸ 17,017 words

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ hihi !! i’ve been so so excited to share this fic so i hope u guys enjoy !! lmk what you think and i hope you enjoy the playlist :’) third installment of the bitch hunters series ♡ 

LEE DONGHYUCK’S COMPETITIVE NATURE RAN IN HIS BLOOD, SET DEEP WITHIN HIS VERY BONES.

When he and his friends were finding prom dates in high school, Donghyuck was determined to find the best date with the best proposal he could plan. This ended with him on the rooftop of the science wing with a large sign that read “Will You Light Up My Night At Prom?” with neon lights taped to the sides, a megaphone, and his poor friends standing to the side with bouquets of flowers. Perhaps it was rather over-the-top, but Donghyuck’s charm came from how much effort he put into everything he set his mind to.

One would think Donghyuck’s fire would die down once he hit adulthood, but it was quite the opposite. College offered many opportunities for competing against his peers. Even if it was something simple as getting the last pizza roll from the microwave, Donghyuck would shove Na Jaemin against the wall any day to be victorious.

Bitch hunting season brought the challenge of a lifetime for Donghyuck. At first, he was determined to be the first one to get a girlfriend, but that fell apart once Renjun and Jeno beat him to it. Then, Donghyuck came to realize that it didn’t matter when he finished as long as the others saw him as the winner.

That meant Donghyuck would have to cuff the hottest girl in their year: Yoo Jimin.

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