My name is Death. I'm a fucking mess.

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[k-fiction-therapy]

“If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy? Or would it be so beautiful?  Either way I’m saying, If you ask me, I’m ready.”

Admin Scar

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Current Mood: NCT/Rise of the Guardians AU where Taeyong is Jack Frost and Jaehyun is Pitch Black.

Admin Death

[k-fiction-therapy]

I did a thing.

Admin Scar

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[190930] lm_____ltm Instagram update

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I’d like to report a flood. Yeah, at 1124 My Panties Avenue.

Admin Death

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@k-fiction-therapy Taemin putting his clothes back on after totally obliterating your uterus after what was supposed to be a “workout date"😏

[k-fiction-therapy]

I am le summoned. Ahem. *clears throat*

You could feel every inch of that veined, throbbing girth as it pushed into your hungry depths, the shape of his cock caressing every nerve you had within you. You would arch back and over the workout equipment, grasping the metal bars that you could reach, begging for support as he fucked you into the leather covered seat, his hips slamming into your supple flesh with each thrust, his teeth biting into the thick of his bottom lip, the dominance in his eyes making you shake bodily. His athletic shirt pushed up, only accenting the dips and shapes of his chest, the muscles perfect as he breathed heavily, striking your core hard and fast, hitting deeper than you had ever experienced before, the vigorous nature of how he fucked you having you tapping out, before you’d even orgasmed, your fingers hitting his biceps, which flexed with kinetic energy, his hands gripping your ass to keep you steady, working his cock into you even more precisely, making you cry out into the heat of the gym. You came around that thick cock, and all he could do was smirk, falling apart in a hushed flurry of masculine groans, filling you full, making your hips ache with the bounty of his cum. — Taemin pulled his shirt back down and into place, rolling his shoulders as he tipped his head up, glancing down at you with a deviant smirk. Kissing at you, he would wink, that black fabric hugging his form just right, his words sealing your fate.

“Same time next week?”

Admin Death

[k-fiction-therapy]

First of all I haven't seen this blog on my dash in a long ass time and I miss ya!😭 I'm also scrolling through the blog to see if I can find that long lost short smutty drabble you did with Taemin in regards to post workout gym sex?👀

Ouuu! I loved that one. It’s right here babe. 

I needed a breather after this one. Admin Death just stay snatching souls. Whew chile. I love it. 

Admin Scar

[k-fiction-therapy]

omg you're still here I miss you 🥺🥺

I miss you too, love. I’ve been lurking in the shadows, hehe~It’s been quite a busy time for everyone.

Also, I’m just shy, lol.

Admin Scar

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HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! Thank you for all your hard work and I hope this year brings great things for you both. :)

Thank you darling~

Bless your heart.

Admin Scar

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For anyone that cares, I ain't ded

[skydive-novel-deactivated202001]

~Isaac Solomon - The Prophet~

~Excerpt from Part I~

“The first pair of shoes were rounded at the toe, jet black and splattered with dark dirt which showed the polished surface of leather between flecks. They were well kept, but that of a working man with a gentle step, deliberate and controlled; walking only where he needed, following all orders with perfect skill, just as the polish followed the line of the leather detail. Meticulous hands, not afraid to get dirty. That was Isaac Solomon. Eager to please their leader, but very internally troubled. He found himself sitting up straight, chewing his plump, freckle-lined bottom lip in contemplation, hands resting on his thighs, eyes distant as if he were deep in thought. His expression foretold of his disposition, like a mostly docile yet deadly animal, his mouth watering, waiting for prey to fall naturally, and fall they would.”

{DB}

[skydive-novel-deactivated202001]

Main Character #1 ~ Basic Brief

Isaac Solomon – “The Prophet” – (Lieutenant)

-27 Years Old, June 3rd, Gemini

-Irish-American, Moderate to Severe Accent

-Ginger Hair, Strawberry Blonde Body Hair, Freckles, Pale Cornflower Colored Eyes (Almond Shape)

-5’11’’, moderate shoe size, fit build though thick hipped

-Defining Physical Features: Eyebrow Slash (Left), Thick Lips (Upper Lean), Scar Just Under Collar on the Right Side (Stab, Unknown), Rosary Tattoo on his Wrist with the Word “HOLD” Written on the Shaft of the Crucifix (Black and White)

-Temperament: Temperamental, Loyal, Passionate, Very Much Intense, Jealous, Spiteful, Holds Grudges

-Clothing Choice is Modest and Warm. Thick Coats with Flannel or a Hoodie Beneath, Turtleneck and Dark Jeans (Mostly Grey or Black), Has Ears Pierced and Wears Hair Mostly Groomed, Parted.

[[Note: I have drawn a picture of him before and will post it if requested.]]

{DB}

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Tomorrow I will be starting the posts about each individual character. The first is Isaac, and he is very dear to my heart. He is an aggressively temperamental man with a heart too big for his own good, though he takes it for granted and it makes him very volatile in the most interesting and complex of ways. Oh, did I mention he’s the soft dom top you’ve all been looking for?

Please look forward to him.

Thank you.

{DB}

[k-fiction-therapy]

I can't wait~

You guys should follow this blog. Watch the story unfold. 😉

[k-fiction-therapy]

Hey, Frog Boy Yoongi. Why don't you come over here and unzip me? HA I'm just kidding.......................unless.

[k-fiction-therapy]

drabble request, jooheon keep begging you to spank him and he cums on the first spank i know this is specified as fuck lmao

Let me preface this with the fact that I really don’t think my mans is one of those one pump kind of guys, ya feel me? –but, I’m a whore for Jooheon drabbles, so let’sgetit. —

“Spank me.” Jooheon’s lips poured that dirty, lewd tone against your ear, begging you to show him a bit of rough attention. You bit your lip, and Jooheon’s back arched, his thick ass pushed into the air as he used the strength of his hips to push his cock against you, the tip of that throbbing length prodding at you. Your hands roamed his back, feeling the broad shapes as they sloped downward, fingers following his spine to his tailbone, teasing the curve of his ass before you would bring a hand back and give that flesh a heavy smack. The moment your hand connected with his skin, his hips forced forward, sinking himself deep before unloading inside of you, his body shaking from its core, hips trembling. Loud, heavy breath bathed your neck and ear, and he gripped the bed, his cock remaining buried, forcing his bounty deep, the spank enough to drive him crazy. Cheeks hot, breath lost and embarrassment dancing across his expression, he whispered softly against your lobe, “I’m sorry…I’ll keep going, Jagi. I’ll keep going.”

>>eyyyy sorry this took me so long a-ha-ha

Admin Death

[k-fiction-therapy]

Mark Lee, eating a sandwich: Damn, I've been eating this paper this whole time....stupid pepper jack cheese.

[k-fiction-therapy]

Y'all be afraid to moan in your girl's ear, but I be out here like "I'MMA SHOW YOU HOW TO BALL, YOU A MISMATCH. OPINIONATED BUT I'M ALWAYS SPITTIN STRAIGHT FACTS--"

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IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT

I WANNA WISH MY MAIN THOTTIE, ADMIN DEATH, QUEEN OF THE DAMNED AND TAEMIN & JOOHEON’S #1 HEAUX @k-fiction-therapy​ A HAPPY BIRTHDAY REAL QUICK

Hope you have the best one out there. Keep being your amazing and talented self. May your birthday be as divine as a fine summer wine, ‘cause Noona, you’s one of a kind. UwU

And everybody else reading this right now y’all better go show ma girl some love or else Imma sneak into y’all houses and steal all your soap. >.>

[k-fiction-therapy]

Dicks out for Song Mingi.

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Come hither, babies.