masochism

KIM YONGSUN. HUNTER. 22 Y/O. " I play where the beasts sleep. "

[mxyongsun]

❝「 CORRUPT ━ kys&mby .

[mxyongsun]

mcxbyul:

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It was the first time she was caught off guard ever since she met the other. She was ready to let her fingers dive inside her when she was suddenly pushed back against the wall. A hiss slipped past her lips. The wall wasn’t made out of silk, sadly, and scratched her back a little because of its rough surface. Panic rose within her as she was sure what was coming next. Before Byul could do anything, she tried to push the other away but was stuck in her position. She could only wiggle there, gritting her teeth. “Let me go--” She managed to say, before she was lifted up. This caused her back to once again hit the wall, the slight sting causing her to hiss once more.

However, this was soon replaced by a loud gasp when Byul started grinding against her. It was evident, her desperation and frustration. And Yongsun tried not to give in. She bit Byul’s lower lip when she tried to kiss her, gripped her shirt and when she closed her eyes she was in an entirely different world. Surrounded by darkness, her senses were heightened. She could feel the stinging on her back but furthermore she could feel Byul’s lips against hers, the other’s teeth sinking on her lip like she did earlier. Yongsun threw her head back and pulled away from the kiss, burying her head against Byul’s shoulders. 

No, I can’t.

I can’t do this. 

She repeated the same two sentences inside her head but as each second passed, she could feel herself slowly being overcome by lust. And when she let out a singular moan followed by more, she decided to give in. “Fuck me, please...” she whispered brokenly, letting out small pants. Her hips slowly found a rhythm to match the other girl’s, grinding sensually. All logic was abandoned as she nuzzled her nose against Byul’s neck and gently bit down, licking and sucking. 

[mxyongsun]

Hey guys! I’ve been away for awhile but I hope that I can get back to being active now. I am in desperate need of new interactions since I have very few threads. I forgot If you would like for me to approach you via Tumblr IM or inbox, kindly like this post!

[mxyongsun]

(msg) hey yongsun! gus is being a little restless so i'm taking him and cinnamon out for a quick run! i'll be back in an hour, an hour and a half tops (msg) see you soon!

 [ SMS ; nam eric ] I have no more poop plastics. I left money under the vase on the kitchen counter.

[ SMS ; nam eric ]  Don’t let Gus out of your sight.

❝「 CORRUPT ━ kys&mby .

[mxyongsun]

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byul pulled yongsun against her that she didn’t know if there was any space left between them. and yongsun gritted her teeth, wanting to grind against the other and lose her mind in the sensations that will follow. although she could not. and will not let the other have her way with her. she was dominating the other, making her feel helpless with her senses on overdrive. it amused her how slick and easy it was for her fingers to glide inside byul. the sounds that came from thrusting her two digits in and out of the other drove her insane. her mind was a mesh of confusion, desire and anger. and the two were winning over. she didn’t know how someone could make her feel so much in the short span of time they had seen each other again. and it was what crossed through her mind before she felt byul’s delicate finger against her cheek. she nuzzled it but stopped herself halfway, realizing too late what she was doing.

“by all means, i will find o--” her words were cut off by byul’s harsh kisses and she could feel a moan almost slip out of her lips had it not been for the fact that they were too busy. too busy kissing each and every single part of byul’s lips as she slipped her fingers inside of her and curled them, trying to find that spot that will make the other lose her mind. she was no novice in sex, yongsun noticed, and somehow it made her feel... she shook her head and tilted her head back, gasping for air. one of her most sensitive spots was her breasts. and byul’s ministrations was making it very hard to concentrate.

“stop...that...” she whispered in between soft gasps and mewls. her knees struggled to rub against each other, feeling her wetness increasing. it was embarrassing how she could let out those noises. it turned her on so badly that she was surprised she was sane enough to use her other hand to push byul’s away from her breast, albeit a bit weakly. she was slowly losing her sanity and she wanted to be fucked. she wanted each part of her body to be explored by those hands, those lips and that tongue. that tongue. she shivered at the thought and momentarily stilled, lifting her gaze towards byul’s. “ready for three?” she asked, voice deep.

she readied three digits outside of her, rubbing against her folds and her clit. she was so wet that it wasn’t hard to coat her fingers with her cum. the corner of yongsun’s lips pulled up in a smirk. “i hope you are.” slowly she teased her entrance

[mxyongsun]

❝「 STITCH ━ kys&yjy .

[mxyongsun]

mxjeongyeon:

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Again Jeongyeon tumbled down the cliff at such a speed that almost made her dizzy. Various twigs, rocks, and other things collided with her, almost tearing the fur off her body and possibly some skin. It wasnt long though until she finally made it to the bottom, her body ached and there was scars, scratches, and blood everywhere. She tried to get up on her own but it was no good. Jeongyeon felt like shit and started to whimper. You fucking idiot… She was in the forest, injured to the point that she cant move, and alone.

Yongsun continued to search. The night had deepened and the cool air made her shiver. She was wearing nothing but a leather jacket on and her sneakers weren’t the best to venture out into the woods with. Its soles wasn’t as thick and there was very little she could do about it. She actually wondered where common sense went. Probably somewhere she won’t be able to retrieve it. 

As she ventured deeper in the forest, she saw quite a few wild animals. There was the whistling of the wind, the swoosh of the trees as it hit them. Although she was not scared, she was slightly unnerved. She hasn’t been this deep inside before. She trusted her instincts mostly but hoped that this was enough for her to get outside of it alive. With the dog hopefully. Imagining it was alone here at night with possibly larger and more dangerous animals made her feel sick to the stomach. 

Eventually, she saw a moving figure. At first she had pointed the flashlight in its direction, only to walk past it. It wasn’t until it made a sound did she rush back. Frantically, she shone her light on it, making sure. She proceeded with caution, weapon ready at her side. And when she saw its head did she kneel down the soft grass and examined it. Blood adorned its body, small cuts here and there. Even as she first touched it, blood stick to her fingers like glue. It was breathing still which made her feel much more relieved. “Hello, baby...” she said gently, stroking its fur. “You’re going to be alright. Let’s get you someplace warm, hm?” 

Yongsun stood up and stripped herself of her jacket. She laid it on the floor and took off her sheer cotton long-sleeve, leaving her in a simple t-shirt. She tore her long sleeve into a longer piece of cloth. The leather jacket was more of a coat than a jacket and stopped an inch above her knees. It was actually large enough for the  dog to lay down in. The shirt she would use to make it feel warmer. Running back to the dog, she caressed its fur. “Come on, baby,” she said softly, using all of her strength to slightly lift it up to help it lay down on the jacket.

[notmcxbyulyi]

bt // play.with me

night time. the only time byul could wander around the streets of busan without worrying about getting burned by the rays of light. this was probably one of the few things she hated with being a vampire. even if she wanted to come out of her cave in the morning, she couldn’t afford to do so. if only vampires weren’t weak to sunlight, her life would’ve been easier. as she was walking further into the deserted street of busan, she manage to pass by a park, an empty park. she ventured even further until she was on other end. and that’s when she noticed someone. a kid, probably less than ten years old sitting on one of the swing. odd. what is she doing out here, alone in the middle of the night? she decided to approach the latter.

“didn’t your parents told you that it’s dangerous to be outside in the middle of the night?” she asked, her tone laced with sincerity.

@mxyongsun

[mxyongsun]

she slipped away before they could notice. it was far too dark but she had managed to finish her homework. she wanted to go out to the playground and finish the castle she was building earlier before people kicked and ruined it. she put on her old sneakers because her mother hated when she used her pink ones that she just got the other day. she ran swiftly, holding a large flashlight in case she needed it. a wide smile was spread on her lips, her cheeks becoming even more prominent. and when she reached the playground, she ran immediately towards the sand box. “are you still alright?” she whispered worriedly, slightly panting as she carefully lifted up the box she used to cover the sand castle. a relieved smile spread on her lips as she saw that the box clearly budged a little but not enough to completely ruin it. she decorated the castle with small clips and seashells she found when she and her parents went to a small island. it was so pretty that she sat there, looking at it for a little. until she heard a voice.

she looked up, blinking as she saw a pretty lady hovering around the sand box. she pointed at herself, blinking. “me?” she asked and looked around. figuring that she wasn’t talking to anyone else (unless she can see ghosts) she blinked. “i wanted to finish my castle.” she gestured at it with small hands, smiling. “do you want to come help?

[mxyongsun]

❝「 FRAMED ━ kys&nmw .

[mxminwoo-blog]

the defiance in her face is something refreshing and alluring—he finds it alluring for its rarity. it’s hard not to chuckle because as with many a human thing, he finds it somewhat adorable too. in a vampire or any kind of natural he would’ve been less amused, but humans are somewhat of a special case. they’re gullible and innocent, pawns in a game between forces that boggles their minds.

so it’s difficult to keep the smile from wreaking havoc on his face, wanting to seem friendly rather than patronising. such an expression irked most humans—and rightfully so. even minwoo can’t stand a patronising face, and he appreciates yongsun’s visits to the gallery enough to care about what kind of image he presents to the young human.

❝why would there be a catch? ❞ he wonders, amused by the fact that she expects an ulterior motive. she’s right to, because the immortal rarely does something without one. this time, it’s not a very substantial one beyond the fact that he wants her to continue visiting his gallery—and the allure of a favour owed in the future, if he’d ever need it.

❝why would there be a catch for my favourite visitor?❞ minwoo pairs his repetition words off with a smile, twinkling dangerously. ❝besides, I’d like to think your exhibition will bring in some new visitors, don’t you think? ❞

[mxyongsun]

she shook her head. what was this man in front of her trying to play at? he knew very well what she meant. her patience was thinning and she wanted to just get it over with. she hated owing debts to people. she hated how minwoo looked like he won something. and that she needed to give him some sort of prize. even if they were willing to pay for having their works up on his gallery.

“you know very well what i mean,” she said underneath a sigh. she shook her head and pressed her lips together as he spoke. “i’m not quite sure.” truth be told, the neighborhood in which minwoo had his gallery was a fairly quaint one. her class wanted their works to be admired but they didn’t deem it necessary for a feeling of success. at least she didn’t. maybe the others were far more greedy than she was.

“i think you may need to view the artworks in their entirety before you say yes,” she suggested. “if you have time, you can contact our professor.” she fished for a pen and paper from her bag and started writing the number down, tearing a page from her notebook. she extended the piece towards minwoo. “if there’s any questions at all, you can also ask him.” she stuffed her writing utensils inside the bag and zipped it shut, bowing down at minwoo. “and i need to take my leave. thank you for your time.”

[yanmison]

[mxyongsun]

Arms, Chin, Veins

SEND ME: Body Meme

Arms: How do you feel about children, do you want some of your own (or more if you already have some)?

Chin: How well do you take criticism?

Veins: What gives you the biggest adrenaline rush?

Clearly, the first question spiked a feeling of disgust to rise within her. She imagined herself a few years from now with children. And while it appealed to her greatest and deepest desires, she knew she had to face the truth. “I cannot afford to bear any children.” She shifted in her seat, averting her gaze for a little, her tone flat as she answered the next questions. “I take it pretty well if I feel that it is true. Doing anything out of the norm. Bungee jumping and the like.”

[mxyongsun]

Brain, kidneys, shoulders

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Brain: What is something you want to master before you die?

Kidneys: What is your worst habit?

Shoulders: Would you rather be pampered or be the one pampering?

A fleeting smile graces her lips as she processes these questions, sitting with her leg over the other and clad in all black. She hummed, looking down at her hands holding a rather sharp object, playing with it in between her fingertips. “I would want to master art. In its different forms and styles. It’s been something I’ve been wanting to pick up for a while. But due to…certain circumstances, I am unable to do so.” She ponders on her words briefly before she answers the next one calmly, “When I’m way too into something so badly that it becomes difficult to pull myself out of it. It’s a really bad habit because then I cannot focus on other things and get stuck in this loophole.” She chuckled softly, the next question sounding childish to her ears. “Neither. The word pamper is used by the privileged.”

[mxyongsun]

❝「 STITCH ━ kys&yjy .

@mxjeongyeon

it was at this hour that yongsun felt the safest. strangely, she preferred night time over day time. the way everything seemed still, noise and color to a bare minimal. at mornings she had to hold pretenses, conceal her identity and pretend. at night she was in her element, deathly if provoked.

it was also at night she chose to hone her skills. she was great at using her stake but it did not hurt to learn a few more weapons. she was especially fond of the bow and arrow. at first it was an instrument she detested despite wanting to master it. but as she always did, she pushed herself and could at least shoot an arrow to a certain direction. kotarou was away for the time being, taking care of business outside of the city. so she had his cottage all to himself. whenever she felt too tired to commute home, she would just crash there without worry.

hours passed by quickly and she was on her way to recollect her items and gather up the arrows she had shot earlier when she heard a small bark. it sounded more like a whine to her ears and she recalled how some pets managed to wander in the forest. and it was not the safest place for any. she placed her things beside a tree with a large trunk but still carried with her her stake and a dagger. just in case. as well as a flashlight.

the sounds grew in volume eventually which made it easier for her to follow the source of it. threading carefully and listened closely.

[frommemetoyou]

Body Meme

[pxkjae-blog]

Arms: How do you feel about children, do you want some of your own (or more if you already have some)?

Birth marks: Do you have a favourite tale?

Freckles: If you could, what would you change about your body?

Brain: What is something you want to master before you die?

Bruises: Are you easily hurt?

Bum: List 3 of your guilty pleasures

Cheeks: Are you easily embarrassed?

Chest: What’s your worst kept secret?

Chin: How well do you take criticism?

Clavicle: What is you favourite way to show and receive affection?

Ears: How often do you eavesdrop?

Elbows: How do you react to events with large crowds? (eg. Concerts, Shopping sales)

Eyes: What has changed from how you see the world now and how you saw it 5 years ago?

Feet: Can you dance well?

Fingers: Can you play an instrument?

Goosebumps: What scares you the most?

Hands: Would you rather make something from scratch or get it made for you?

Hair: What has been your biggest fashion faux pas?

Heart: How do you deal with heartbreak?

Hickeys: Have you ever fallen in love to fast and too hard?

Hips: Is there anything you over indulge yourself with?

Kidneys: What is your worst habit?

Knees: Who was your last crush?

Liver: What is your biggest pet peeve?

Lungs: Do you smoke, how do you feel about smoking in general?

Mouth: How often do you lie?

Nails: When you’re feeling vulnerable, do you become more defensive or do you take the offensive and lash out?

Nose: What is your favourite scent?

Palms: Do you have a secret handshake with anyone?

Ribs: Do you have anything you want to protect?

Scars: Is there anything you want to confess?

Shoulders: Would you rather be pampered or be the one pampering?

Spine: What is your biggest weakness?

Teeth: What is your favourite meal?

Thighs: Have you ever been unfaithful?

Throat: What is your proudest memory?

Tongue: How many languages can you speak?

Wrists: Have you ever been arrested?

Veins: What gives you the biggest adrenaline rush?

[mthwasa-blog]

                ◤ && mxyongsun. ◥

there’s a girl who has been catching hwasa’s eye recently. in a profession such as baking, it’s a necessity to remain focused and calm – but anyone who caught sight of the female who tangled up all of the baker’s attention would immediately name it as reasonable. while hwasa’s heartstrings aren’t pulled all too much, she can’t deny the woman’s beauty, nor her inexplicable want to treat her whenever an order came through.

in the end, she does. with every little cupcake the woman asked for, hwasa gives an extra little cookie, or perhaps an unofficial tester – just, you know, for science. it’s an easy way to get an opinion. (or so hwasa tells herself, ignoring how her real joy comes from seeing the girl’s face light up at the taste or her treats.)

eventually, hwasa comes to the conclusion that she’s acting a bit too much like a schoolgirl with a crush, and finds herself approaching the cute stranger. without an apron, she merges in with all others easily, and slides in opposite the girl much the same. nails tapping the tabletop, she puts on an easy smile, brows raised. “hey, there.”

[mxyongsun]

she always found comfort in sweets. a strange obsession she had lately was for cheesecake. of any kind, really. and so she took it upon herself to visit each cafe and bakery, eager to try out that one specific treat. especially after days of tracking and hunting, she wanted to feel at least a bit normal. a normal girl who visits cafes in her fluffy sweater that was surprisingly not black.

when her usual seat was taken, yongsun took a seat by the window. she had decided to visit around lunch time today, and there were usually a lot of people around. especially since it was the weekend. people found all sorts of things to do to fill up the gaps in their time. seat taken, she pulled her laptop from her bag and plugged in the charger. she took out her books, notebooks and her writing tools as well, making sure to place them in an orderly fashion. mainly because she needed space for the cake and her drink.

“hey there.”

yongsun looks up, her eyes flat and her expression blank. there is mild curiosity in her eyes as she regards the female. she was familiar, of course. for some reason she was always the one yongsun saw serving her. she bowed her head politely and placed her pencil case down the table. by this time she had already memorized the menu. “i’d like to have a blueberry cheesecake and an iced americano please,” she said, looking back down to her things. with unbreakable concentration, she tried to find her headphones, hoping that the tool will save her from unnecessary conversation.

[hwasa-s-blog]

[솔라감성] Part.1 바보처럼 살았군요

[mxyongsun]

❝「 CORRUPT ━ kys&mby .

[notmcxbyulyi]

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[mxyongsun]

a shiver slowly made its way to yongsun’s body down to her crotch which pulsed. byul’s answer had caused the opposite reaction within her. the way she couldn’t quite look at her and answer...as if the only thing that she was at that moment was lust. lust because of what yongsun was doing. knowing she yielded this much power caused her to smirk. 

she could feel how wet she was...and imagined the other’s tongue against her clit and inside of her. just like how byul’s tongue played with hers moments ago, she yearned to feel the same sensation. she rubbed her thighs together and continued to rub byul’s sensitive cilt. she made sure to pick up her pace a bit, leaning against her body to get more leverage, her fingers rubbing oh so quickly. her neck had always been a weak spot and byul’s ministrations were as rough as her own. she didn’t think that her self control would last longer. it had been far too long since she had been touched this intimately. she usually hated the thought. but for some reason, she had wanted byul to tear her walls down. completely.

a memory passed by her mind. a soft blush, a caress against her cheek. the same face that had not changed throughout the years. and she wanted to pull away immediately. but she summoned the anger, the pain and the feeling of being left all alone.

she collapsed on her knees and pulled down byul’s trousers with both of her hands. she kissed her skin, bit down hard on her soft skin just above her womanhood. a trail of hot kisses were given to the person who had taught yongsun that everyone leaves. and that when they do, the scars never heal.

lowering the fabric to the older’s knees, she kissed the inside of her thigh, nipping and biting harshly. she tugged at her skin in between her teeth. her skin was soft, warm and inviting. yongsun’s tongue slowly slipped past her bruised lips, licking the marks she had just left against byul’s thigh. she then looked up, looking at the other’s face and her lips that she had thoroughly kissed. and she wanted it to bleed.

yongsun stood up once more and slipping a finger in between her folds, she pushed one digit inside the other’s slick and warm pussy. “fuck...” she whispered, biting her lower lip. she closed her eyes, staying still but still wiggled her finger inside. her other hand was clenched into a tight fist against the wall. she punched the wall beside byul, letting go of her lower lip. “you feel so fucking tight. you sure you’re capable of handling more than one?” the whisper was said in a low voice as she slowly wiggled another finger inside. “let’s loosen you up, baby,” yongsun said, leaning her forehead against byul’s. their eyes met and she ignored the electricity that made her clit throb. “so i can tear you apart.”

[mxyongsun]

I am officially back! I couldn’t go online yesterday because I was stressed as fuck. But I have returned and I’m ready to plot with everyone ;w; I’ll follow (and unfollow) people as the day progresses but if there’s anyone who’d like to plot, like this post? I know there’s an event going on but we can always plot for interactions when you’re done? ;w;

And also hi to the fellow new people! 

[mxyongsun]

❝「 FRAMED ━ kys&nmw .

[mxminwoo-blog]

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❝you’ve done this talk before, haven’t you?❞ he guesses. ❝there’s something rehearsed about your words.” his smile widens, eyes turning into crescents as he does. ❝i’m glad you appreciate my gallery—that makes two of us.❞ he almost wants to poke her rosy cheek, feeling somewhat playful.

minwoo tucks the folder underneath his arm, giving her a pleasant smile. ❝i won’t need the presentation, but it’d be great if you could mail it to my assistant so she knows what needs to be done. i’ll tell her to go easy on you, while i’m at it. she won’t like it that she’ll have to change everything around.❞

[mxyongsun]

the time he spent contemplating was a time she used to weigh her options. she thought of what she would do after he rejects her and if he does accept it. the wheels in her mind rolled and rolled, concocting each possible scenario she can imagine. it was only when she saw his smile did she stop her train of thought, eyes zeroing on the male in front of her.

was that a good or a bad sign?

she chose not to answer his question, her chin tilting up slightly in defiance. she knew her lines were rehearsed but she did not need him to know that she’s been to seven different galleries apart from his. desperation was never pretty. “i--” she blinked at his comment, eyebrows furrowing. “i would not visit it every other day if i did not enjoy your gallery.” her tone was matter-of-fact. though she found his confidence over his own establishment amusing.

“what?” 

yongsun stared at him dumbfounded. “wait. that was it?” she asked and took a step closer. “wait--” she took his arm and furrowed his brows at him. “there must be some sort of catch here.” since she had been taught to doubt and always be on watch, she couldn’t just accept anything without asking what the price was. because there was always a price, right?