this is mainly an NSFW blog - some content i write may contain dark or spicy stuff so please read at your own discretion (smut marked 18+) any underage blogs interacting with my content will be blocked
when sending requests, i'll try to get to everything but i am a fulltime uni student and work part time so please bear with me. i dont really have limits but i am NOT good at managing my wips im sorry
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please note i only write for ot8 ateez and hyung line + intak for p1harmony (as a personal boundary), im also happy to do multiple members x reader or member x member
trust your body, i'm nobody~ i don't kiss and tell
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kinktober 2025 masterlist (18+)
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ATEEZ - eight makes one team
p.sh
cotton candy toy (18+)
seonghwa always seemed unattainable being your brother's beautiful best friend, though two cups of party punch later, you find yourself shooting your shot anyway
riding hwa in the karaoke booth (18+)
a few too many drinks and close proximity is bound to test your friendship, especially when you're singing stupidly vulgar songs together
j.yh
mean dom yunnie edging the brat out of you (18+)
you just had to get on your boyfriend's nerves, claiming you didn't need him to get off. he takes you up on it, settling the score on how long you'd really last before you broke for him
k.ys
let all your troubles wash away (18+)
as wooyoung crashes your romantic getaway on the high seas, yeosang finds a way to make it up to you. you should be relaxing after all, he wouldn't want you all tense and worked up over another man when that should be his job
ot8/misc
illegal street racing au (18+)
being in the front seat was never quite your scene but one of the drivers piques your interest enough to make you reconsider
mommy and daddy kinks feat. p1h (18+)
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P1HARMONY - plus everything
c.ty
lucky draw
you never expected to win an exclusive signed polaroid while at the p1harmony concert, much less to take that photo with one of the members
first time (18+)
theo wants to help you take the next step in your relationship together despite your lack of experience, promising to make it special every step of the way
needy car sex (18+)
you were so innocent before theo, but now if you dont want to wait until you get home, he's is more than happy to deal with you in the back seat
study buddy (18+)
sucking up your pride to find a tutor to help you complete your assignment, you find that perhaps asking for a little help isn't so bad after all
yangie big titty lover agenda (18+)
your boyfriend loves everything about you, though some parts more than others, though he's not exactly subtle about his favouritism
little stress bunny (18+)
after a long day, theo comes home to his favourite bunny who's perhaps a little too eager to help him unwind
sanctuary (18+)
running away from your arranged marriage, you seek sanctuary in what you believe to be an old abandoned castle, avoided by your village for fear of the legends surrounding its supposed inhabitant and its treatment of trespassers
costume change (18+)
there's still time before theo's solo stage during the group's concert and he's looking a little too hot - all sweaty and out of breath from the intense performance. surely he can spare you a couple minutes before going back on stage
h.it
needy and overstimulated (18+)
intak can't help himself, not when you make him feel so so good he's seeing stars, wishing upon every one that he feels this way forever
ot6/misc
mommy and daddy kinks feat. atz (18+)
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GENSHIN IMPACT (closed)
alhaitham
kissing haitham on new years
sub! haitham x creator! reader sagau
sub! haitham x creator! reader sagau (2)
yandere! haitham x reader
(this drabble is a reblog from op's post)
yandere! haitham x GI player! reader
(this drabble is a reblog from op's post)
wearing a short dress (18+)
haitham and hair pulling (18+)
haitham x bimbo! reader x kaveh (18+)
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want a peek of what i'm working on? wips can be found here
i need his shirt unbuttoned so i can feel him up and i can tug on his necklaces while i ride his thigh, idc i need him hot and heavy and flushed and sweaty and whiny and his boner aching in his pants PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE IM SO DESPERATE IM NOT EVEN OVULATING I JUST NEED PARK SEONGHWA SO BAD MUMMY PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE
𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ; Headcanons on how I view Seonghwa as a stalker.
𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ; Stalker!Seonghwa x Fem!Reader.
☆ — 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 333. ☆ — 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 : Smut — DEAD DOVE, DO NOT EAT. ☆ — 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : Keeping track, photos, obsessed!hwa, social media tracking, jealous!hwa, y/n’s boyfriend gets murdered, witchcraft, jerking off (m!rec), crying, sex toys, needy!hwa, breaking into y/n’s house, lwk fear play, and panty stealing.
♡ — 𝐕𝐢𝐩 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 ; @kissmatz @eggielix @miisanthropology @liaaaafixofff @chanscappuccino @eunseoksgirl @threepointstogrifendor @mingkisdoll @groovyravenagain @matznana @smuttaburger @barbtiny @yeosangholic1 @maliabobea15 @pyuddings @mourninglizzy @joonginism @m4rs-m00ni3 send a ask to be added or removed!
Stalker!seonghwa who keeps track of every single thing happening in your life. Gradually putting in work to make you more miserable.
Stalker!seonghwa who has photo albums stacked on his shelf of just pictures of you, ranging from years ago when you first became his obsession to now. The only difference is he’s more obsessed with you.
Stalker!seonghwa who goes to the maximum limit of finding your parents social media, not doing anything but watching what they post of you.
Stalker!seonghwa who feels his body fill with jealousy and rage over seeing your current boyfriend posting you.
Stalker!seonghwa who goes absolutely crazy due to his jealousy, calling his friends to plan a scheme to get rid of your boyfriend. He wants you all to himself.
Stalker!seonghwa who does in fact believe in witchcraft, and he’ll spend hours doing love and obsession spells on you to make you crave him just as bad as he does you.
— “My beautiful girl.” “W-What the hell are you doing in my house?” “Shh…just be my muse for a while..”
Stalker!seonghwa who gets hard randomly throughout the day, simply at the mere thought of you. So of course he’ll hole himself in his room for hours jerking off until he’s crying and spent.
Stalker!seonghwa who buys multiple fleshlights with different textures, trying them out each to see how he thinks your mouth would feel.
Stalker!seonghwa who feels his need break to the point he can’t control it anymore, he’ll break into your house while you’re sleeping.
Stalker!seonghwa who stands over you while you’re sleeping, pulling out his half hard cock to jerk off while staring at your mouth. Moaning softly when his cum lands on your cheek.
Stalker!seonghwa who doesn’t bother with cleaning up, he wants his presence known. He gets off on making you scared.
Stalker!seonghwa who steals three of your panties from your laundry basket, keeping it as his own prizes, and so he has something to sniff later when he wants to jerk off again.
synopsis ▸ when jiung gets caught practically stripping on stage, you’re none too happy to find out just how showy your boyfriend is for his fans. but when you banish him from the bedroom, he manages to weasel his way back into more than just your bed.
δ — nsfw (mdni), smut, extremely needy jiung, degradation/anger kink, fucking while they're mad sorta, one sided arguments (reader yells and jiung just takes it and gets horny), unprotected sex, creampie
ᯓ an — thank u lily for bringing my motivation back with this scrumptious idea <3 this is just porn with a little plot bc i would be mad asf if i was his gf and he was out on stage lifting his shirt and telling people its because he was wet yeah u were mf i see u
“Choi Jiung.”
Jiung hasn’t even taken one step into his home, and he knows already that he’s in deep, deep shit.
For what, he can’t surmise. Though he might have an inkling.
He shuts the door behind him very slowly, takes his shoes off very slowly, then rounds the corner from the hall into the living room very, very slowly.
And there you are, standing against the island with your arms crossed. You don’t look angry, and that’s the worst part. You just stare at him, expecting, like he’s the one who called this impromptu intervention.
He doesn’t dare speak first because he knows whatever he says will be the wrong thing anyway.
But when you keep staring at him, eyes growing narrower by the micron as the steely seconds pass, he’s left with no choice.
“I missed you—“
“What the hell is this?” Your voice makes him step back, startled at the sudden way you step forward and shove your phone into his space.
He blinks rapidly, the screen coming into focus.
It’s a looped, blurry video of him on Twitter, lifting his shirt and exposing himself—butterflies and all—in the middle of a performance, on stage and in front of thousands of people... thousands of women. Well, that’s what it seems like but all he remembers is trying to detach the sticky fabric off his skin.
But watching it now, it looks… suspicious… and when he lifts his gaze back to you, the glare explains it all.
“Wait, no, that’s not what it—“
“Not what it looks like?” You huff, shoving the phone in your pocket. He stammers silently, unsure how he’s somehow said the wrong thing again.
“The shirt was wet! I was—“
“So you had to flash everyone?”
Well, truly he can’t remember what he was doing. His brain goes on autopilot sometimes during the shows and the questionable things he does aren't really in his control. That’s stage Jiung, not normal Jiung. Stage Jiung is the promiscuous harlot, not him!
He means to say all of this. But all his brain can make him do is gape like a fish.
You click your tongue, and in his 24 years of life Jiung has never felt so chastised—not even when his dad found him after he ran away from home that second time.
You turn to leave and Jiung lurches forward, grabbing you by the arm.
“Love, I promise that wasn’t me—“
Okay, that came out wrong.
You whip around again, your glare somehow even sharper, and Jiung nearly curls into himself.
“Oh? Who was it then, prancing around the stage like a show whore?”
His face burns, his body burns. He knows you’re upset with him, but his dick doesn’t seem to get that hint.
He swallows down his pride, wringing his hands together, eyes flitting away. “…Stage Jiung?”
The silence is somehow worse.
Then a sigh, and you’re turning away again.
“You’re sleeping on the couch tonight.”
And you leave him there, kind of scared that he’d actually pushed it too far this time, and kind of turned on that it just makes him want to push more.
𓆩⟡𓆪
You should’ve known that banishing Jiung to the living room would be a fruitless attempt. He’s clingier than you are possessive, and keeping him away from you for more than a workday is like depriving him of oxygen.
So, soon enough, when it hasn’t even been an hour since you’d tucked into bed, you hear his soft footsteps pad eagerly up to your door.
You take a breath, mentally preparing yourself for a war of attrition, completely determined to not let him win this time.
Even his quiet, endearing little “jagi?” as he pokes his head into the room doesn’t sway you. You shut your eyes quickly in hopes that he’ll just change his mind and go away.
He doesn’t.
“I know you’re not asleep,” he says, and his tone is so stringy and drawn out and warm in the way that makes you want to coddle him that you nearly hurl a pillow at his head.
It makes you violent sometimes just how cute he can be with his voice alone.
You let out an irritated huff, sharply turning to face away from him.
Like the nuisance that he is, he crawls into the space behind you anyway. You curse yourself for not keeping it all occupied to steer him away.
He’s quiet for a while, and you’re fine to just let it go and go to sleep without saying anything to make your point, but then he’s talking to you again in that tiny voice of his.
“Are you really ignoring me?”
You grit your teeth. Yes, you yell telepathically.
It’s a strategy, you remind yourself. He knows how to weaponize his cuteness. You’re not falling prey to it again.
You feel a gentle tug at your hair—he must be twirling it around his finger like he always does when he wants to just be connected to you somehow.
You’re about to turn around and bat him away—but then he’s plastering himself to your back.
“Please don’t ignore me,” he whines into the back of your head. Then, he grinds his hips against your ass, and your eyes snap open at the prominent hardness you feel prodding against you. He buries his face into your shoulder, his hot breath hitting your neck. “‘M so hard… help me?”
You squeeze your eyes shut, pursing your lips as you turn your face into the pillow.
Fuck, what the hell are you supposed to do now?
Nothing, your brain supplies.
But Jiung gets restless without attention, and very persistent. He’s bound to wear you down.
Whatever, he hasn’t earned the grace of your attention. If he wants to get off, he can get off himself.
“Tried on my own. Didn’t work,” he grumbles like he’s got a gateway into your inner thoughts.
You hold in a gasp as he adjusts himself to slot his bulge against you, giving just enough pressure against you that has you nearly pushing back for more. You hold yourself strong.
And he hates it, clicking his tongue as he ruts helplessly against you again like that’ll get you to cave.
“Jagi,” he whines again, drawing out the word as he shoves his face into the back of your head.
You swallow down your hammering heart, squeezing your thighs shut to quell the growing burn.
The thin fabric of your sleep shorts is a feeble barrier to hide the way his cock pulses against you with heavy need.
He lets out a short grunt, frustrated when you still don’t respond.
“Fine,” he huffs and you can almost hear the pout.
You think it’s a cue to him leaving and you nearly protest the idea—until you hear the shuffle of clothes and then feel the blunt head of his cock nudging against the back of your clothed cunt.
“Just—” He cuts off with a guttural groan as he traces your slit, the heated line of pressure of his cock carving through you as he pushes into the warm crevice created between your thighs.
His arms wrap around your waist, clinging desperately as he messily bucks into you, slathering your silk shorts with his precum and quickly making you make a mess of it too with your own growing arousal.
“Please,” he mumbles, words slurred against your ear. “Jus’ let me have this… just this, ‘ma make you feel—hah—feel good too…”
You fight to hold in every little noise that threatens to escape you whenever he nudges against your clit, but the pressure is so quick and short lived that you kind of want to throw a tantrum and demand he fuck you properly. But that would mean him winning. And you’re very egotistical in that sense, maybe even worse than him.
Your fist clutches into the sheets as he drives himself against you, very uncoordinated and clumsy, but the careless noises that spill out of him that he would normally contain point to that fact that he couldn’t give more of a fuck about anything if it doesn’t mean him getting to cum.
And it’s becoming almost unbearable for you to hold it all in, with the thick pressure of his cock sliding against your heat just a barrier away, so hot and so enticing.
Your cunt weeps with the emptiness. And you nearly sob when he stops moving, just for a second.
“‘M sorry I’ve been misbehaving,” he mumbles into your ear, gasping when he starts to rut into you again, even quicker and even clumsier. “Promise it was a mistake… fuck—” he breaks when his cock slips into the leg of your shorts, pushing into the wet mess of your folds.
You can’t hold your gasp back then, your body seizing at the sudden friction of his bare cock against you.
“Sorry,” he gasps, but just starts to fuck into that space anyway, apparently not very sorry.
He holds your hip with one hand to keep you still, whimpering when his tip catches against your hole.
And instead of heeding his own word to get himself off and pulling away, he pushes in.
“Sorry!” He gasps again, grunting at the tight heat of you clamping down at the sudden intrusion.
“J-Jiung,” you heave, starting to squirm, but your train of thought gets completely derailed when he starts chanting ‘sorry, sorry, sorry,’ as he just pushes in and in and in until he’s seated deep inside you.
You both settle with deep, shuddering breaths, bodies seized tight to get used to the feeling after days of nothing.
And then you push your hips back, just a little, and the dam breaks.
He clamps both his hands on your hips, pulls you back into an arch, and starts pounding into you, whispering and begging and sobbing into your hair about how he needs you, wants you, has to cum in you or he won’t be able to sleep.
And it drives you mad, how even after thoroughly pissing you off, he somehow manages to piss you off even more with how good he can fuck that anger out of you.
Your body melts into the mattress as he flips you down and pistons you into it, muttering his apologies and singing his gratitude.
“Won’t be bad ever again,” he vows into the back of your shoulder as he fucks right into that gummy spot inside you. “‘M just yours—fuck, thankyouthankyouthankyou—fuck!”
His cock pulses inside you, but just before he can spill, he rips himself off of you and flips you over.
Because Jiung has an obsession with filling you with his cum that it doesn’t matter what position you’re in, he’ll fold you in half and drive in as deep as he can to make sure he’s giving it to you properly.
And you lay there, eyes rolled to the back of your head as the warmth of his cum pools deep in your womb, his head buried in your chest, that you thank whatever power that’s out there that makes him act like a whore on stage, because none of them know just what Jiung reduces himself to for you and only you.
got a massage today but it's almost 2am and i'm incredibly tired, remind me to come back later and talk about all the depraved fem!hwa massage therapist ideas i had
ive been playing 'in stars and time' and im finally up to act 5 and im having SO many thoughts about seonghwa and hongjoong as loop and siffrin (two main characters in game)
opinions may change on my thoughts of the other members as the other game characters bcs i havent played the bonus content (which according to my friend who has played the game is extremely relevant and lore heavy) but im freaking out over how hongjoong coded siffrin is FUCK
i’m sorry omg is the medicine working any more now..
Ur wall is so cute!!! i need to put stuff on mine but im so picky and lazy LOL so i wait til i have frames for certain things…
please the timing….Hot tutor theo will have to wait it’s ok.. 🐰
i woke up feeling better today!! i reckon tmr i'll be 100% again. big win for the unemployed (me)
my wall took me eight hours and a roll and a half of washi tape 😀 but ykw it was so worth it. if it's any consolation, it took me two years to get around to putting up all my prints so you're fine lol
