𓆝 ⋆.

𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐬 ִֶָ🪽་༘

[junifi3d]

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[sunoovamp]

You're always biting more than you can chew

When will you realize the truth?

You're counting all your sheep in disguise

Caught up in the world of lies

[vitsuko]

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[junifi3d]

after hours ⭑.ᐟ

after entertaining clients and acquaintances alike, all you wanted to do was to get home, change into comfortable clothes and crash onto the bed

however, taki definitely had different plans after the party ended, pining you against the door after closing it behind him and securing it with the lock

trailing his hand upwards underneath your dress while littering wet kisses against your neck and jaw, a delighted noise reverberating from your throat by the action

“desperate much,” you teased, waggling your eyebrows as he lifted his head to look at you with hazy eyes, his other hand snaking around your waist to pull you closer to his heated body

taki raked his eyes down your body before dragging them up to gaze into your own, biting his lips to suppress a groan of his own

“you looked really good tonight, i’ve been hard ever since the party started,” he pouted like a sad wet dog, pushing up your dress so that it was now bunching at your waist

a surprised laugh bubbled out of you from his confession as you hid your pleased expression in the crook of his neck and making taki grumble in frustration

wrapping your arms around his shoulders, you leaned back to stare into taki’s face before blowing into it and making him flutter his eyelashes at the gesture

you did have a few drinks, yes, but at that moment you felt entirely sober from the sudden change of temperature with the cold night air outside and the scorching heat that was the radiating from body in front of you, who was also trying to steal your breath away with his kisses

you aren’t entirely sure how you made it onto the sofa in record time because all that mattered was that you were both abled to relieve the growing desperation between your legs at the mere touch of each other

sitting on top of taki, your legs straddling his hips as you continued making out with him, occasionally grinding downwards on his crotch and making him groan at the sensation

the pressure was delicious, sending sparks right along your spine as you kept grinding your hips in a circle and feeling the sticky and wet sensation at the front of his pants and your panties

meanwhile, taki had finally trail his hand that was conveniently on your ass to help with your movements up up up towards the deep cut of your dress, pushing down the front so that your tits were finally free from their constraints, nipples hardening from the combined stimulation of taki’s deft fingers and the lingering coldness in the air

the ever growing hardness underneath you was tantalising, catching just right at the bundle of nerves at your core every time you went down as the breath caught in your throat and making you whine in pleasure, more slick flowing down your thighs

the feeling was mutual when you could feel taki getting even more wetter, making the whole ordeal messy and sticky but you could care less about it

it wasn’t until a particular grind on taki’s bulge and his tongue on one of your tits, his hand cupping the other roughly while the other fondled your ass, his eyes never leaving yours as he let out a whimper that was muffled by your tit in his mouth that you finally came hard

white stars bloomed behind your eyelids as you sunk your nails into his shoulders, a slightly louder mention of taki’s name on your tongue as tears of pricked at your eyes from overstimulation due taki still thrusting up into you

you tried to calm down from your high at the same time taki let loose, his quickened pants for air beside your ear signalling that he had come too

taking deep long breathes, you stabilised your rabbiting heart but not for long as suddenly, the ground shifted beneath you and now you were being caged between taki and the sofa, his pants fanning your face in desperate chunks of breath

“o-one more. let’s go one more round okay?”

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[nicholaswangsnudes]

fuck me

enemy!yuma × you cw; mdni! smutttttttttt. fuckboy yuma. enemies to??? 2.5k words.

“i can’t stand him! just look at that fucking face!”

“i mean yeahhh he’s pretty hot,” maki nods as he leans in to look at what you’re staring at. yuma nakakita.

“what- no! i mean look how smug he looks!” you smack your best friend in the chest, a frown dawning your face, “why are you calling the enemy hot???”

“girl you say enemy but i think you just want to fuck him,” your damn friend bursts into a fit of laughter as he states the obvious, “all you do is talk about him, even now when there’s like a hundred other guys around you, you choose to talk about him.”

“whose side are you on mauss?”

“lets be real babe. you know i’m right.”

you storm off like a spoiled brat, unable to accept anything maki had just said because deep down, you knew it was true. that you wanted to fuck yuma.

yuma is hot, the hottest man you’ve met in your entire life. and once upon a time, you might’ve had the tiniest crush on him... until he opened his mouth the first time you met him during class and every single one of his words were like venom, attacking you for no apparent reason.

and you’ve hated him since.

you always questioned why yuma picked on you so much but just passed it off as his shitty personality.

sigh.

hoping to rid yuma off your mind, you pour yourself three shots and down them in record time, like a girl on a mission, to get drunk and enjoy the rest of your night at the frat party.

“they just invite anyone to these parties now?”

that voice. that god awful voice you’ve dreaded hearing all night.

so you ignore.

well try to but yuma being yuma, makes himself comfortable in front of you, entirely blocking your way.

“what the hell do you want?” your voice reeks of irritation but it doesn’t seem to phase the man one bit. looking up, you meet his gaze and almost immediately... you regret it.

because even with this much hatred for him, you still found yourself weak in the knees every damn time he looked at you. you must be sick in the head because it made no sense.

“ouch, who hurt you,” he smirks, mocking you, “always such a bitch.”

“excuse me?”

“let me repeat myself slowly so you can understand better,” he leans in towards you, his face just inches away from yours, “you’re. such. a. bitch.”

“fuck you!”

you know for a fact that he’s trying to rile you up so you had to fight it, to keep calm and just walk away from the situation. the last thing you needed right now was to lose your voice from another screaming match with him in the middle of all these people.

with a sigh, you step around him but he’s quick to block you. again and again, yuma blocks your path until you accidentally bump into him and spill your drink onto yourself, completely drenching your white top.

“are you happy?” you spit at him, venom lacing your tone as frustration seeps through your entire body.

you both stay silent for a moment, no one saying or moving away from the situation or the closeness. your breath hitches when you catch his gaze drop for a split second, to your chest before going back to you.

you wait for the incoming attack of snarky remarks, of laughter, of smirks but nothing comes. instead, the man grabs your wrist and pulls you along, all the way up the stairs. a “prohibited area” for party goers.

“yuma- let go!” you struggle to free yourself from his grasp but he doesn’t budge, not until you’re both standing inside a bedroom that you assume belongs to him. you watch as he pulls out a random shirt from his closet and throws it at you, without a single remark or even a mocking look.

that’s new.

“i-” you can’t help but sound awkward, not knowing how to react to your enemy being slightly nice for once. “l- look away!”

“it’s not like there’s anything to see.” 

“screw you,” you say as you quickly change while the man has his back to you.  

“why are you always such a fucking bitch to me?” he turns back without care but luckily you’re already done changing, much to his dismay, “maybe you need to get dicked.”

“yeah maybe but definitely not by you.”

before you could even turn to leave, yuma grabs your arm, pulling you back to him. the sudden obvious tension in the room is suffocating to say the least but it’s his darkened gaze that has you feeling nervous all over. the look in his eyes is completely unreadable, a stark contrast to the mocking one he usually gave you.

“wh- what are you doing-”

“why not me?” his voice is as low as whisper, the huskiness in his tone enough to send shivers down your spine, “you don’t think i can fuck you good?”

“it’s not that i think you can’t,” you’re unsure why you’re playing into his games again, why you suddenly feel the urge to push his buttons in the most dangerous way possible. “i know you can’t.”

“watch it.”

“and what? what will you do nakakita-”

yuma slams you onto the door the moment those words leave your lips, the man now caging you in with his much bigger frame. one of his hands is resting beside your head while the other is gripped onto your waist, almost as if afraid you’d run away.

“yu-”

his lips were on yours before you could finish his name, kissing you with such urgency, like he’d been waiting for it. perhaps the alcohol you had earlier was finally kicking in, perhaps you were just plain crazy, whatever it may be, you found yourself kissing the man back without hesitation as well.

the kiss is nothing but rough, your bottom lip feels completely numb from how harsh he is being but you don’t care. you wanted more. you wanted nakakita yuma.

“tell me you don’t want this and i’ll stop,” he mumbles as he pulls away slightly, just enough for you both to catch your breaths.

“yuma-”

“tell me!” desperation flashes across his eyes as his grip tightens around you, like he wants you to say it. to say that you wanted this too.

“fuck me.”

“what?” he freezes for a moment, like he can’t believe what he’s hearing. and at this point, neither can you.

never in a million years did you think something like this would happen, that you’re trapped against the wall by your so called enemy who’s literally begging you to give him the green light. to fuck you.

what a turn of events this is.

“please,” you whisper, hands lacing themselves around his neck to pull him closer, “just fuck me.”

for the first time since you’ve met him, yuma actually looks like he has nothing to say. entirely flabbergasted to his core.

perhaps it’ll be something you’ll both regret tomorrow morning but right now, you both wanted nothing more than this.

because one second you’re grinding each other against the door and the next, you’re lying amongst his soft haven of sheets and pillows with the man himself hovering over. his hands are already busy at your waist, holding it down, his grip even rougher than before.

“y- yuma...” you’re already breathless from the way he’s kissing at your neck, decorating your delicate skin with marks you know will turn a different shade by tomorrow. but that’s a problem you’ll deal with tomorrow, along with maki’s hundreds and hundreds of incoming questions about them.

“hm?” he hums into your skin, “tell me what you want.”

“do something... anything.”

he pauses for a moment to look up at you, eyes drooped over as a smirk appears across his face. that god damn smirk you hated with your entire being.

“this,” the man says as he lifts your jaw up and runs his thumb gently over your lips, “if i knew it’d shut you up, i would’ve kissed you a long time ago.”

“well hurry up then or are you just gonna talk all night?”

and the man didn’t need to be asked twice, immediately going back in to kiss you like he’s hungry, like he had been starved for days on end. he kisses you like he’s desperate for you.

his hand is at the hem of your skirt before you even realised, fingers already creeping its way underneath the flimsy fabric. his touch sends a shiver through you, the coldness of his fingertips although unexpected, feels so unbelievably soft against your skin.

yuma pulls away for a second to catch his breath but his eyes stay on you the entire time, silently watching you react to his fingers finally reaching where you needed him most. you gasp at the feeling of him pushing against your clothed core but don’t push it away, hell you wanted him to rip that shitty piece of material away already!

“yuma...”

“say it again. say my name again.”

“yuma- ah!”

the man yanks aside your panties and pushes into you mid sentence, immediately filling you with two of his fingers. if this is how it felt with just his fingers, you couldn’t imagine what his dick would be like later.

he isn’t rough like you initially thought he’d be. instead, the man takes his time with you, allowing you to adjust until you’re comfortable enough for him to move. and when you finally are, he moves slowly, in and out of you ever so gently but enough to have you seeing stars.

you almost pass out when his thumb presses down onto your clit, softly kneading at it as his fingers continued working your core. your insides clench desperately around him then, your body needing more of him. now.

for once you’re thankful for the loud music downstairs because the sounds you were already making weren’t appropriate at all. no matter how hard you held back, moans, whimpers and the soft calls of his name spilled from your lips uncontrollably. like you were going insane.

“i can feel you clenching- fuck-” his voice is lower than usual, almost breathy, “will you let me? let me make you feel so good?”

you try to respond but nothing comes besides another pathetic whimper. so you grab him by the neck instead, yanking him down and kissing him. hard and desperate.

you know he’s pleased with the move, evident in the way he’s instantly grinning into the kiss. and embarrassingly enough, you were grinning too. ear to ear. it’s an unbelievably sweet moment, something you never thought could happen between you and yuma.

yet it’s happening right now and your damn heart is thrashing way too hard about it.

with everything that’s happening, it doesn’t take long before you feel that familiar knot inside, waiting to combust. but you needed that small push, something yuma instantly catches onto and fulfils right away. thank god for that.

his fingers curl inside of you before he fastens his hands, a combination of movements that immediately had you reaching that cloud nine high you were waiting for. your entire body shutters as you finally come, your juices freely making a mess over his hands and the sheets beneath. the embarrassment can wait because you’re currently too fucked out to care.

“look at you, so so fucking pretty for me,” he says as he puts his fingers into his mouth, the very same fingers that were just inside of you a second before. and the very same ones that are dripping with your juices.

if your heart was thrashing before, well it’s just about to pop right out of its socket now thanks to yuma himself.

you’re not dumb, you knew yuma had a way with his words, the man able to get with just about anyone if he really wanted to. but right now, you can’t help but fall for them damn words. the way he’s gazing down at you isn’t helping your case either.

the way he looks at you tonight is different, something you just can’t seem to explain. maybe you’re just tipsy but you swear there was a glint in his eyes, a very slight hint of sincerity in them that you’ve never seen from him before.

“gonna make you feel good. make my pretty girl feel so good.”

gulp.

if it was any other man, you would’ve kicked him in the balls but just something about the way yuma claimed you as his is doing things to you, things you’ve never felt before with anyone else.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

the sudden banging on the door immediately has you pushing up against poor yuma, almost knocking him off the bed.

“don’t worry about it, it’s probably no one-”

“dude are you in there?!” taki screams from the other side of the door as his knocking continues, “somi is looking for you!”

somi?

oh, the cheer captain. the most beautiful girl on campus.

of course she’s looking for yuma.

“hyuna and hyerim are here somewhere too! they were looking for you too! come down soon!” taki says before his voice begins to fade away, just like his footsteps.

“guess everyone wants a piece of nakakita yuma. even you.”

and reality kicks in, an instant reminder that nakakita yuma was a fuck boy, a man whore, your enemy. someone who wanted an easy fuck and almost got it out of you with some sweet words.

“right,” you don’t mean to sound disappointed but you do because you are. it was stupid but a part of you thought there was something more to the kiss, to the touches, the sweet nothings... and especially the look in his eyes. more than just to get his dick wet. but you guess you were wrong.

the smug grin on his face immediately drops once he notices the change in your tone. he reaches out then, in an attempt to grab your arm but you pull away and hurry to straighten out your clothes.

“what are you doing?” he sounds surprised, both his tone and the soft look in his eyes almost makes him seem genuine. but you know yuma, there’s no such thing as genuine for him.

“forget it. this was a mistake,” you scoff and move away from him.

“hey- i was just joking-”

“no yuma, this was a joke.”

and you were out the door, wanting nothing more than to forget about this fucked up fever dream that you needed to wake up from.

to be continued maybe??? tell me what you think 😏

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[rowobiee]

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[wanyangii]

。describing yourself with . . .

color : pale pink + white

season : spring

an idol : seonghwa — ateez

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[yuumaszn]

describe yourself with…

color : orange

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animal: fox

ty for tagging me @wanyangii

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[yumangel]

describe yourself using....

color: burgundy

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[junifi3d]

describe yourself using:

colour: blueberry blue 🫐

season: autumn 🍂

an idol: park gunwook 🐻‍❄️

song: story of another us - 5sos

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animal: seals !! 🦭

thank you for the tags @wanyangii @yumangel 🤍

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[paverics]

“my father is a boy and my mother is a girl so i’m mixed” is the funniest possible response to someone asking your gender and it came from 6’5 Viking footballer and notable weird little guy Erling Haaland on a Snapchat

[paverics]

comedians can only dream of writing something this funny

[junifi3d]

there should be more nsfw taki fics …

i’ve been reading the same recycled fics/post over and over again just because i try to forget them fast but it does get to a point ૮(◞ ‸ ◟ )ა

[junifi3d]

i can’t sleep i can’t study so yea will hopefully finish this during my road trip with my friends lol

[originalvisual]

[somebodytodiefor]

Jeongyeon ☆ Instagram Update 260626

[tae]

NMIXX 'Heavy Serenade' (2026)

[seolyoona]

haewon ♡ 260709

[stellast4rzy]

right now, take a look at me ✿ྀི

like a star, more than a star ᤱ ⸱ ᜔ ׅ ᤱ ⸱᜔ ׅ ᜔ ✿ྀི ׅ ᤱ ⸱ ׅ ᤱ ⸱᜔ ׅ ✿ྀི

© moodboard arranged by @stellast4rzy

[fishstarrz]

= 3 sharks sillier, cartilage based cousin 

[bloodstonesz-wav]

────۶ৎ──── уσυ ѕαι∂, "ωнαт αм ι? ωнαт ѕнσυℓ∂ ι ∂σ?" тнєη уσυ ¢ℓσѕє∂ уσυя єуєѕ ───── · · ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ ωιтнσυт gσσ∂вуєѕ уσυ ℓєƒт мє вυт ι ωαηтє∂ тσ ѕαу тσ уσυ · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · ·

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. "∂ση′т ¢яу, ℓσσк υρ ιη уσυя ѕку ¢αη'т уσυ ѕєє уσυя ѕυηяιѕє?" তততততততততততত ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ ωну ∂ι∂ уσυ ѕσмєтιмєѕ ƒєєℓ υηнαρρу? ωну ∂ι∂ уσυ ѕσмєтιмєѕ ƒєєℓ ѕσ ℓσηєℓу? ⌗────♡⸝⸝

this was a very short moodboard but i wanted to finish this as fast as possible.. think of this as song recs too because kinky love, pitch the baby, and honeydew blue are all great! (to me, at least)