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rules & such under the cut as i'm too lazy to work on a carrd rn ; this is a placement for a pinned later lol. sideblog to @mysaja, all follows will come from there.

#pinned.

haneul's eyes, usually bright & curious, hold an almost glassy, unfocused quality about them as he stares at the person across from him. blown wide, pupils dilate, leaving only a thin ring of hazel irises. his lips, slightly parted, tremble almost imperceptibly as a loud, rumbling purr emanates from somewhere deep in his chest. it fills the air around them, a constant, rhythmic sound that seemed to pulse in time with his heartbeat. he appears utterly transfixed, completely lost in thought as he gazed at the other, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

whatever he was seeing, it clearly captured his full attention, igniting a warmth & contentment that showed plainly on his face. / open.

#open.#local spirit dumbfounded by ur presence

songxfmuses

The drastic change in his demeanor had taken place in mere seconds. He had gone from seeming normal (or at least his version of normal) to looking as if something dreadful had happened to Soo-jin, Jinu, or perhaps his most prized possession. Honeyed black-lined eyes widen as she awaits the blow of bad news she had no doubt he was to deliver, but–

But this? This was what had him shaken to his core? This was what troubled the being so much he looked as if he might burst into tears at any second?

Her jaw drops as he explains something so trivial, though her mouth remains agape for nothing more than a moment before she snaps it shut. This was the same creature that had spent time fretting over a knocked over flower pot again and again before delivering a message. She could handle this. She knew how to be patient. And as someone rather passionate about food herself, she understood the sorrow that currently plagued him – there was little in the world more disappointing than a meal that lacked real taste or heart.

“Did you remember to let it sit and marinate for the full three minutes?” How many times had she needed to intervene and keep Mira and Zoey from devouring their ramyeon before those three minutes had passed (particularly when they were under a time crunch)? Chuckling softly to herself, the purple-haired huntress gave a small shake of her head as she huffed a breath before pivoting towards the pantry to collect an uncooked container of ramyeon. “The key to making a good ramyeon is allowing it to sit for the full time – that’s when the noodles soak up all the flavor!"

jayuuu

his eyes widen, a spark of life flickering within those honeyed depths as rumi speaks. the mention of marination, of time, of flavor, it's like a lifeline thrown to a drowning man. haneul latches onto it greedily, a flicker of hope in the depths of his despair.

" yes, yes i did ! i swear i let it sit for the full time, each & every minute, i counted down to the second ! " he exclaims, voice shaking with desperate fervor. the mere thought that he may have erred, that his sorrow could be attributed to a misstep, it's laughable. impossible. not when he had been so meticulous, so precise.

his gaze locks onto the uncooked container of ramyeon that rumi procures, a hunger in that look that transcends the physical. in that moment, it's as if he sees more than just noodles & seasoning. he sees salvation. redemption. the promise of a meal that will make his soul sing.

" then what am i doing wrong ? " he asks, genuine bewilderment coloring his tone. his brows furrow, & for a moment he looks so achingly human. so vulnerable. a creature of intricate design, unraveling at the seams, desperate for guidance. for understanding.

#musehiideaway #q.#ic.#love this already

direcode-a-deactivated20250924

gentle. so gentle, his touch sparks electricity that jolts directly into your chest. suddenly you feel suffocated in the best of ways. forbidden intimacy, as you never thought you deserved such tenderness. a flicker of your gaze from his own, to his own lips, back up. ❝ i use a lip mask. ❞ works fall from your mouth before you can catch them. careless little rabbit. ❝ l - lip gloss, too. ❞

jayuuu

haneul's eyes widen a fraction, a soft blush coloring his cheeks as he realizes the intimacy of the moment. he doesn't pull away, though, his thumb still resting gently on their lip, the pad of it warm & smooth. a small, shy smile tugs at his mouth. " oh, " he breathes, " it really makes them shine, doesn't it ? like the moon on still water. " his thumb continues tracing the plush curve, feeling the slick sheen of gloss beneath his touch.

#q.#direcode #ic.

mikroteros

ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHad she been speaking ? ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhat was she saying , again ?

Words, slow to stop, their importance fading with the subtlety of his touch. It was not a gesture, grand, no passionate heat, nor plunging her into the throes of lust ; but softness. Dark lashes flutter, her eyes flickering upward to meet his, for even a brief moment. Heart, in the cage of her ribs, begins to race, echoing in silence in feathered ears. Laughter is soft ; not hoarse, by any means, but very much strained in efforts not to bleat out her nervousness.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ❝ T...Thank you. ❞

Her voice, in that ringing softness, is quieter than ever, cheeks dusted a dulled shade of rose.

jayuuu

blessed silence, heavy with unspoken words & the weight of a touch not yet dared, lingers between them. haneul's fingertips linger a heartbeat longer — a fleeting, shy caress — before drifting away, trailing softly down the column of the other's throat. his gaze stays fixed on her face, watching the pretty blush bloom under his touch. his heart, that gentle, secret thing, picks up speed, beating a new rhythm in the hollow of his chest. It's a rhythm that echoes in his ears, in his blood, a pounding ache.

his hand finds hers, fingers threading through fingers, a gentle, tentative grip. he squeezes once. twice. a silent plea, a silent prayer. " may i . . . may I kiss you ? "

#ic.#mikroteros

Does Haneul have a preference in partners? Men? Women? Birds? Or is it all fair game?

he may be a bit partial towards birds, but he does not hold any preferences ! they find beauty in all aspects in life, femme, masc, humans, spirits . . . demons. all is fair game !

#ooc.#good question !!!!#i suppose he'd fall under omnisexual / omniromantic !!!

haneul's gaze lingers at other, eyes soft & ardent, a gentle warmth kindling in his chest as he watches them speak. he finds himself drawn to the way their lips move, the cadence of their voice, the rise & fall of their chest. with a breath that shakes slightly at the edges, he reaches out to touch their cheek, fingertips ghosting along the curve of it, his thumb brushing along their bottom lip. " your lips . . . they look soft, they are soft. " / open.

#chat if no one responds to this i am deleting /j #FOR THOSE WHO VOTED YES HEHE #open.#ic.

@direcode asked: cat? person? doesn't matter. raven reaches out her hand very carefully, big blue eyes starry, in an attempt to get haneul's permission to pet his head.

haneul blinks slowly, lashes fluttering against flushed cheeks as he turns to face raven. for a long moment, he simply stares at her outstretched hand, brows furrowed in subtle confusion. then, as if realizing her intent, his expression softens. a faint, rosy blush staining his cheeks.

" oh . . . you want to touch my head ? " the spirit asks softly, voice still husky from sleep. he's quiet for a beat, then gives a small, shy nod, leaning into raven's gentle touch, eyes fluttering close as her fingers thread through his hair. a pleased rumble builds in his throat, & he tilts his head, unconsciously seeking more of her touch. " you have kind hands, " haneul says simply, smiling at her. there's a sincerity in his tone, a quiet wonder, as if discovering the simple joys of a gentle touch for the very first time.

#ic.#direcode #he said yippie !!!!

@takeabbyte asked: ❛ you're so good for me, so fucking good around me, fucking made for me. ❜ / subtle smut memes.

haneul lets out a shuddering gasp as abby's fingers splay across his belly, nails dragging lightly down to where his waistband begins to slope into his hips. his own hands tighten on abby's shoulders, feeling the flex & play of muscle beneath skin that's slick now with sweat. a low, rumbling purr building in his throat.

" you're playing with fire, " he murmurs, but there's no real warning in it. his eyes flutter close for a moment, a soft flush spreading across his cheeks & down his neck. when he opens his eyes again, they're hazy, pupils blown wide & dark. he looks wrecked, undone, like the other has peeled back the layers of his skin to unveil something raw & aching beneath. " i . . . i cannot belong to another, " he breathes, but his body is telling a different story, yearning for touch, for possession.

his lips part slightly, a gasp escaping him as abby's fingers brush over a particularly sensitive spot. " you are insatiable, " he whispers, his voice hoarse with desire. " c - come, let me hold you. " let me pretend, for just one moment, that i belong.

#takeabbyte #nsft /#ic.

don't mind me . . . :3c

would you smooch the tiger ?

wym, we are smooching rn

respectfully, no

maybe, i haven't decided yet.

:mocha:

Voting ended onJul 15, 2025

#tbd #ooc.#yes gray influences me constantly

y'all: i can't fuck the spirit tiger. gray's abby, pushing past everyone: don't worry, i can.

#tbd #SCREAMING #ooc.#nsft /

@jaelhae asked: ❛ do whatever you want with me, i'm yours. ❜ / subtle smut memes.

haneul's breath hitches at the words, a shudder running the length of his spine. for a moment, he can only blink at soo - jin, eyes wide & dark, chest heaving softly. then, slowly, a smile spreads across his face -- wide, genuine, devastating in its sweetness. he reaches out, cupping the other's cheek, thumb brushing over kiss - swollen lips.

" you can't just say things like that, soo - jin, " he murmurs, voice rough with emotion. " you have no idea what you're offering, what i want to do with you, to you, when you say such promises. "

he leans in closer, until their breaths mingle, until soo - jin can feel the whisper of his heartbeat against their own. " if i start, i don't know if i'll be able to stop, " he confesses softly. " you make me want to take, to claim, to possess until there's no part of you that doesn't bear the imprint of my touch, my desire, my love. "

slowly, he closes the distance, lips brushing against soo - jin's in a kiss that's almost chaste, but burns like a brand. " tell me again, " he mouths against theirs. " tell me you're mine. "

#nsft /#jaelhae #teehee #ic.

can you do me a favor & either comment or like this post if you see it ? gray isn't seeing any of my posts on his feed so i think i may be in gay baby jail.

#ooc.#tbd

nightprompts

&. 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

( happy sunday! here's another assortment of smut / nsfw dialogue prompts but with more explicit language. a dirtier sequel to my other, more subtle, smut prompt list. please do not interact if you are under eighteen. )

❛ you can't expect me to do all the work. i want to see what that pretty mouth of yours can do. ❜

❛ you're mine, and i take care of what belongs to me. ❜

❛ i want to fuck you so badly. ❜

❛ i want you to fuck me so badly. ❜

❛ do you really think you’re in a position to give orders? ❜

❛ please. make me feel good. no one else can like you. ❜

❛ you can call me whatever you want, baby. ❜

❛ be good, and i'll fuck you / let you fuck me. ❜

❛ we're going to fuck right here? what if someone sees us? ❜

❛ that really does make you hard. i can feel you pulsing inside me. ❜

❛ do whatever you want with me, i'm yours. ❜

❛ your body was made for mine. ❜

❛ you keep your hands where they are or i'll tie them up. ❜

❛ you want gentle? wrong fucking address. ❜

❛ have a little trust in yourself, i know you can take it. ❜

❛ it's my thigh or nothing. i'm not helping you get off. ❜

❛ i'm waiting for your permission to let me have my way with you. ❜

❛ i don't care if someone sees us. i need you, now. ❜

❛ i can see you enjoy having the upper hand for once. ❜

❛ you're such a fucking tease, you know that? ❜

❛ let me come in you, please. i want to fill you up. ❜

❛ come in me. i need you to fill me up. ❜

❛ now, i'll ask again, are you going to be good for me? ❜

❛ we both know how much you're going to enjoy this. ❜

❛ i'm sorry, what was that? i can’t hear you over all that noise you’re making. ❜

❛ you can take my clothes off for me. ❜

❛ begging is a good look for you. ❜

❛ i'll take good care of you, i promise. ❜

❛ i'd say you need someone to put you in your place. ❜

❛ so good for me. look how much you came. ❜

❛ i can take care of you. you won't need anyone but me. ❜

❛ it made them hard to see me bleed. just like it's making you hard. ❜

❛ you're mine. you've always been mine. ❜

❛ i want to see how pretty you look with your lips around my dick / strap. ❜

❛ i'm simply enjoying the view. it's not every day i get to fuck someone so pretty. ❜

❛ you're so good for me, so fucking good around me, fucking made for me. ❜

❛ you came so fast, i barely even touched you. ❜

❛ do what you want, but you'd better make it good or i'll kill you. ❜

❛ as much as i'd love to have you choking on me, i'm impatient and there's something else i want more. ❜

❛ missed my touch that much, did you? ❜

❛ someone's needy. ❜

❛ you taste like heaven. ❜

❛ i need to come. please, i'll do anything. ❜

❛ i'm going to put that mouth of yours to good use. ❜

❛ you're fucking gorgeous like that, spread out like a good boy / girl who just wants to be eaten. ❜

❛ you'll be begging for me by the time i'm through with you. ❜

❛ let me stay like this in you for a little bit. ❜

❛ look at that pretty expression. i always knew you could make one. ❜

❛ was it good for you too? it's never been like that before. you've never been like this before. ❜

❛ is that how you usually get out of these situations? by fucking your way out of them? ❜

❛ i love that no one else has seen you like this, that no one else has felt you before, been inside you. they don't get to have you, but i do. ❜

#YEAH THE TIGER FUCKS #memes.#nsft /

sajasbaby

❪ ⋅ ☽ ⋆ — ┊❛ 🇾🇴🇴🇳 🇲🇮🇳-🇯🇺🇳 ❜ ❫ THE MOMENT THE OFFER HAD appeared before Baby, the idol had snatched it up and climbed on to his back. The world around them moved along slowly, which was good enough for him; his head had already bowed down to press against the back of Haneul's shoulder. They were on their way back to the others, the walk out after being huffy over a disagreement had gone on far longer than he'd intended, his energy reduced to near zero by the time he'd gotten on to Jinu's plus one's back. ❝ Mm. ❞ It's an acknowledgement, but, by the way he remained still, this piggyback ride was gonna go on until they arrived back or he was thrown from him.

Aqua appeared from below thick lashes, head lifting only enough for him to glance down at his pockets, one arm unfurling from around neck to pull a piece of saltwater taffy. ❝ What color? ❞ A portion of him wanted to just eat it himself, but this was an emergency situation where he couldn't risk being dropped off -- would he do that to him? Min-jun didn't want to risk it...

jayuuu

haneul shifts baby's weight just slightly, more to indulge the comfort of the moment than out of need. he walks slow, steady, the kind of rhythm that makes it feel like the world could fall away & they'd still keep moving. he doesn't look back when baby stirs — just hears the soft rustle of wrappers, the familiar crinkle of temptation. his voice, when it comes, is easy, a little amused. " red, " he says, like it’s obvious. " but i'll forgive you if it isn't. " the silence that follows isn’t empty. it's warm, like the quiet hum of cicadas in the late summer dusk. baby hasn't let go, hasn't shifted much, & haneul doesn't mind the cling — not from him.

his eyes flick toward the treetops, where light spills in loose, golden ribbons. the world is soft here. hush - slow & safe. he exhales through his nose, not quite a laugh, not quite a sigh. " rest while you can, " he murmurs, more to the air than anything else, " we’ll be there soon, " his grip tightens, just a little, & he keeps walking. " unless you wanna take the long way back. " the words float like a secret, half teasing, half true. because if baby asks, haneul will keep walking until the stars forget their names.

#ic.#sajasbaby #me but i cry

cannikumi

Little shocks Ji-Min these days. Being spoken to directly by a spirit was still one of those things. Even as a well disguised human, no spirit would be fooled by illusion. Those knew you to the core.

"I am not going to harm you, spirit."

Rather than remark with cleverness, and cheeky coy words, the demon just looks at the other. Eyes move up and down the pale form, until they realize: it's that tiger spirit. Every word spoken is passed over their again and again.

"I am." They answer first. "I have."

They knew it was Jinu they were talking about.

"You are informed, and you don't like me." There is an unusual regalness in the way Ji-Min holds themself, how they speak to this previously dopey looking spirit. "I don't blame you. Do you blame a hunter for chasing prey when it has hunger to quell?"

Rather than dismissive tone, it is a question to welcome conversation. Ji-Min waves their hand towards a seat, an offer for the other to sit down. "I've not known spirits to approach me, of all vile makes, without reason. You must have a fondness for Jinu, I presume."

jayuuu

haneul doesn't move for the seat — doesn't flinch, doesn't blink, doesn't breathe more than he has to. he's still in that way that animals are just before they bolt or bite. something in him coils, quiet & tight, behind the soft flutter of his lashes & the steady line of his mouth.

" you speak like someone who's used to not being challenged, " he says finally. there's no venom in it. just a simple truth, low & steady as the roots beneath their feet. he shifts, not away, but forward — the subtle lean of one who’s decided this ground is worth holding.

" i don't think you want to harm me, " he agrees softly, " but you don’t need to hurt someone to unmake them. " his tone doesn't waver, but something in the shape of it curls — the echo of something older, an ache born from watching things die slow in the shadows. he takes a step forward — not to intimidate, but to be clear. haneul doesn't puff up, doesn't growl, doesn't need to. there's something older in the stillness of his form. the kind of presence that belongs to spirits, not beasts.

his eyes stay on ji - min, unwavering now. " yes, " he admits, " i hold fondness for him. " he speaks it like a confession, a holy hymn. " while i may not blame a hunter for chasing prey, " his fingers twitch, like he wants to reach for something and doesn’t know what. " i do blame him when he circles something that doesn’t belong to him. "

his head tilts, just slightly. " so i’m telling you, gently, " cadence carries a subtle warning, disguised as kindness. " if you’re here to pull at the seams, to test the stitching — leave. " then, finally, he softens — only just. not for ji - min's sake, but for the other they both speak around. " because if he bleeds for you, i’ll stop pretending nature has the final say. "

#ic.#this is already such a fun thread omg #cannikumi

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