(Fair warning: I’m rambling a lot here, the important part will be at the bottom of this post in bold text!)
Hello my dear readers/followers~!
It’s been over 1 1/2 years (February 14th 2019 actually - yes I just checked) since I made this blog. That’s a long time for me, and it was a time in which I think I could grow as a writer (and as a person too). I really had my ups and downs with this blog up until here, and I want to thank every single one of you for accompanying me on my journey ever since last year.
A while back I cleaned up my blogs and reduced them to a handful that I’m actually updating and want to keep. However, I couldn’t throw away this one, even though for months I’ve been becoming more and more unhappy with it. It feels very messy by now due to several layout changes I had and didn’t apply to all my old writings, also the several unfinished and forever on hiatus works, plus the countless requests still sitting in my inbox that I’ll never actually be able to finish bother me a lot. I found out more than once that I just cannot for the life me continuously and reliably write requests (or in general write), because I’m the type to write for myself mostly, and because having creative and time consuming tasks to do stresses me a lot. Still, I want to share what I write, or else I wouldn’t have made a writing blog in the first place.
Almost four months ago I made a second writing blog, that was originally supposed to be smut only. However, as it feels like a safe space for me that saltys-writings could never be, I’ve been considering just moving over there entirely. And I think this is where I will realize that idea. Basically the plan is that I just use my other blog entirely for writing whatever I want or can come up with. And though I’m not planning on taking requests regularly over there from now on, I would very much appreciate it if some of you would join me there if you’re interested in reading my future works!^^
So bottom line: I will keep this blog so that all my writings on here stay available for anyone who might stumble upon this place and enjoys reading my stories^^ However, with this saltys-writings will go inactive, and I will post my writings over at @sxcret-garden from now on!
(I will also move some of my favourite pieces over to the other blog in one way or the other, but most of it will just stay here. I’m also not planning on taking the requests from here with me over to the other blog, however I might end up writing one or two of them in the end. I’m very sorry about this.)
Desc.: After being teased about your inexperience by your friends, you feel all kinds of bad and ashamed. And the only one who’s there to comfort you is your friend Sanghyuk, who is the exact opposite of you...
“You still haven’t had a boyfriend yet?” - “But you’ve been on dates before, right?” - “Didn’t you confess to someone a while back?” - “And you got turned down?” - “So you haven’t… you know… done it yet either?” - “You’re still a virgin...?”
The things they said to you are still ringing in your head as if it had been just a few hours ago. Frankly speaking, it hasn’t been long since your friends found out about your very dry love life and everyone decided to giggle about you not having any romantic or sexual experience. Honestly, it’s not like you don’t want to experience these things, but you’ve just never had the chance. People have just never been interested in you. And the fact that all your friends made you feel like being inexperienced is something shameful just feeds into your bad and embarrassed mood. Well, all of them except one.
You wouldn’t have expected Sanghyuk, the guy who’s been with more women than you can count on both your hands, to be the one to comfort you. He was the one who told everyone to shut up because it’s none of their business, and he’s the one in whose room you are right now, clutching a pillow he handed you tightly in your arms and on the verge of crying.
“Am I really the only one?” you ask, not looking at him directly. “Am I really the only one who hasn’t had sex yet at my age?”
“I’m sure there’s others too. You can’t be the only one,” he tries to assure you.
“But they’re sure acting like I am. I haven’t even properly seen a guy naked yet.”
“And that’s okay.”
“But I’m not okay with it!” you talk back. “It’s not like I don’t want to, I just…”
“You just…?” he repeats, a questioning expression on his face.
“…I don’t really… have someone to do those kinds of things with.” You bury your face in your pillow and you hear him sigh. The rustling of his blanket tells you he got up from where he was sitting and when you lift your head you see him kneeling down in front of you. Even though he can’t possibly know how it feels to be in your position, you find understanding in his eyes.
“It can’t be helped right now. Maybe you should just try to accept it and see if you can get a boyfriend sometime soon?” he suggests, but you shake your head. You know he’s right, but you’re tired of waiting. And an admittedly stupid idea just crossed your thoughts.
“Well what about you then?”
“Me? What do you mean?”
“You’ve slept with so many girls already, it doesn’t really matter if it’s one more or less, does it?” He looks at you in disbelief for a few seconds. Then he starts awkwardly laughing, scratching the back of his head.
“I mean… you’re probably right, but…”
“But? You don’t want me? I’m not attractive enough? I’m undateable even for you?” you scoff, your tone growing more bitter by the syllable.
“Th-that’s not it,” Sanghyuk stammers. “But I thought we’re just friends.”
“Well we are. But friends can do each other a favour, can’t they? I’m not telling you to be my boyfriend…” you say.
“Look,” he sighs, the air around him feeling serious all of a sudden, “I might make it seem like it, but sleeping with someone isn’t something you just do. I mean, sometimes it is, but it can be a pretty emotional experience, you know?”
“Your point being?”
“I mean…” he looks around the room, obviously at a loss for words. “I… can’t explain it to you. You’ll have to feel it for yourself to fully understand it.” You shoot him a prompting look. “What?” he asks, but you don’t answer, because you’re sure he already knows what you’re trying to convey. And when he sighs and continues speaking you’re certain he got your message. “Do you want me… to show you?”
You nod.
“Are you sure about this?”
You nod again.
“If you feel uncomfortable at any point, I want you to tell me right away.”
“Shut up and do it,” you say. With a slight worry in his eyes he nods, directing his attention to your lips. He puts his hand on yours while you’re still hugging the pillow, and you let him loosen your grip and relax your arms. Leading his hand up to your shoulder and behind your neck, he leans in to place a feathery kiss on your lips. Withdrawing an inch or two, he checks for your reaction, and when you close your eyes it takes but a second until you feel his soft lips on yours again, this time pressing them against your mouth with more force. A tingly sensation runs down your whole body, from your head to the tips of your toes, when his lips start moving on yours, and it doesn’t take long for you to join the rhythm and kiss him back. Soon enough, he pulls away to allow both of you to catch a breath.
“That was my first kiss,” you admit silently.
“Is it really okay for me to take that?” he responds, leaning his forehead against yours.
“Honestly, I stopped caring about that long ago. But…” you pause for a moment, “it was with someone I trust, so that’s nice I guess.” A smile appears on his face along with a slight blush on his cheeks, and he leans in again to give you another gentle kiss.
You don’t know how long you’ve been kissing in this position when his hands find their way under your shirt, soon pulling it over your head in one swift movement. If it’s with him, you realize you’re fine even if he touches places you’re secretly insecure about. Instead of worrying, you just enjoy the sensation of his fingertips against your warm skin, and his lips against your own. Before long, he picks you up off the floor to place you onto his bed, and before he gets in as well to hover over you, he pulls off his own shirt, giving you full view of his trained upper body and his tattoos that you’ve never really seen before up close. Straddling you under him and reconnecting your lips more hungrily than before, you put your hands on his chest and let them glide up to his shoulders and behind his neck, feeling his smooth skin on your palms. A moan escapes you when he starts nibbling on your lower lip, but that only seems to make him want more. You feel him running his hand down your upper body, from your chest to below your belly button and he sits up for a moment to undo the button on your jeans, helping you remove them. As soon as he starts closing the distance between you again, you reach for him and place your hands in his hair, pulling him towards you. It’s as if you’re already becoming addicted to his kisses, or his touch in general, because you squirm under him when his hand starts roaming your body once again, this time reaching behind your back to unclip your bra, and immediately making his way underneath it, to caress the sensitive skin on your breasts. Your lips part again and you feel a sense of deprivation, but soon a new kind of excitement overcomes you when he kisses his way down your throat, collarbones, and to your nipple. As he starts sucking on it, your moans become more frequent, and with his hands at the sides of your ribcage he keeps you in place. You bury your fingers deep in his hair, and when his name falls from your lips, he looks up at you for a moment. You wonder what’s going through his head in that exact second, but your thoughts are wiped away immediately when you feel the warmth of his tongue on your skin again. He soon switches to leaving kisses all over, finally kissing his way back up the side of your throat. He watches you intently as his fingertips brush over your body and along the insides of your thighs, and you whimper his name again. He kisses you in response, and when he breaks contact, you feel his fingers brushing against the fabric of your panties. You reflexively press your thighs together.
“You okay?” he asks, his voice softer than you’ve ever heard it, and nodding, you relax your body. He starts drawing circles over your clit and you press your eyes shut tightly, exhaling a shaky breath. It doesn’t take long until he slips his fingers under the thin fabric and pushes one of them inside of you effortlessly, then another one, while his thumb keeps massaging your clit. You hold onto his back and dig your nails into his skin, thinking you’ll lose your mind from this already, and you whine when he’s forced to remove his hand to slip off your underwear. A shiver runs down your spine as you realize you’re now lying under him completely naked, aroused, and with no kind of protection whatsoever. But looking into his warm eyes and feeling the way he gently takes care of you, you’re more than okay with that. He kisses the space between your breasts and switches up sucking and nibbling on your skin to leave a mark, working his way down until his tongue licks one swift path down your core. He moves onto playing with your clit using the tip of his tongue and the fast strokes make you moan again. Surprised by how loud you’ve suddenly become, you bite the back of your hand to avoid alerting anyone who might hear through the walls.
“You don’t have to be careful, Y/N. There’s nobody else home,” he assures you, adding while he pushes his fingers back inside you, “Let me hear your beautiful voice.” Obeying his wish, you moan with every movement of his, while your hands clutch the sheets beneath you tightly. It doesn’t take long until you feel your high building up, and as soon as he notices you holding your breath, he picks up speed gradually, and it takes only seconds until you cum, moaning his name loudly as you clench around his fingers. He waits for you to calm down a little until he takes them out and stares you right in the eyes while licking them clean, making you feel a bit embarrassed. Your own gaze wanders down his body and to the very visible bulge in his pants. Still out of breath, you sit up and open the button and zipper on them, but he takes a hold of your hands and you make eye contact for a moment, as if to check that you’re still okay with everything that’s happening. You press a kiss against his chest to tell him that you’re doing this because you want to, and he helps you remove both his pants and his boxers. Hovering over you again, he pushes your back into the mattress.
“Just relax,” he whispers, “and tell me if it hurts.” You nod, and after giving himself a few quick strokes, he pushes into you. You moan from the feeling, and he stops his movements right away, thinking you really are in pain.
“Go on, please,” you beg, sinking your nails into the skin on his shoulders and back. A fire lights up in his eyes, and he starts rolling his hips into yours slowly, but picking up the pace gradually. He starts leaving kisses in your neck, and his teeth graze you here and there. He reaches for your thighs to put your legs up around his waist, and the sensation of him repeatedly hitting just the right spot inside of you all of a sudden makes your head spin. You hold onto him tightly as you cum again, this time muffling your moans by burying your face in the crook of his neck, and not long after you can hear him cursing under his breath as he cums too. Collapsing next to you on the bed, he breathes heavily and waits for you to catch your breath as well. Then he leans over and kisses you again, just softly brushing his lips against yours.
“I love you,” he says, looking into your eyes.
“Do you say that to every girl you sleep with?” you ask teasingly and he shakes his head strongly.
“I only say it when I mean it.”
“Then why… didn’t you say something sooner?” you want to know. You put your arm around his upper body.
“I didn’t think you’d feel the same about me… but I don’t feel like I can hide it any longer now,” he explains, averting his gaze. Sanghyuk’s cheeks burn up again and you close in on him, resting your head on his chest.
“Will you go out with me then?”
“Of course,” he answers without hesitation. You lift your head and place a peck on his lips that turns into a deep, open-mouthed kiss, with his fingers tangled in your hair.
“Then I’ll be yours,” you breathe after you part. “And thank you... for finally telling me.”
ooooh i wanna know more about your got7 untitled demon au!! 😍💞
So basically I had the idea because I’ve been wanting to write a demon AU for ages now. It’s a oneshot per member and each story is based more or less strictly on one of the songs from the Dye album, plus one story that’s based on the concept of the whole album. I could spoil who got what song here but then people might actually expect me to write it skjdflksad and I don’t know if I ever will tbh. As for my planned Got7 fics this one has the least priority right now, so we’ll see what happens in the future! Also the first two lines of my notes are:
so yeah :’))))
also pls don’t ask why my computer doesn’t know the word demon
I was tagged by @bearseokie - thank you so much!!!;;
rules: post the names of all the files in my wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. then, send me an ask with the title that most intrigues/interests you and i’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it!
please be aware a lot of these fics have been on hiatus for a long time and might be forever ksajdflkas
I tag @kpophours @blurbs-for-girls and whoever else wants to do this!!
Block B BASTARZ:
- Lavender Syndrome | super old and unfinished fic, when oh when will I ever write the last chapter I wonder...
CLC (I’ve been planning on writing for them forever, no idea if I ever actually will post smth tho):
- But we’re both girls! moment | pretty self-explanatory xD
(G)I-dle:
- (G)I-dle Confessions | one small scenario for each of them^^
Got7:
- Demon AU | No title yet
- Rent a Boy | wip title that I’m v embarrassed about ksjdflsa
- Runaway
- Worry Dolls | I don’t have a title yet so that’s the wip title - I actually want to finish this one day!!
Noir:
- College AU | yeah im never gonna finish that...
Oneus (I forgot I had this many kdjslfka):
- Plastic Flower
- Shortie
- Thief AU | which I think has an almost complete plotline????? (nvm it doesn’t...)
SF9:
- Juho - | yes that is literally what it’s saved as aksdjfl it’s part of the sweets series and I don’t have a proper title yet
WayV (yes I’m aware I’ve never posted anything for them):
- A Night for Us | series
- WayV as Cats
Others:
- a dystopian/android AU I’ve been just moving from group to group and it’s really about time I finally wrote this aksjdfkls
It’s a late summer night, still you’re not tired. You and your boyfriend Jaeyoon had dinner before driving out of the city, away from all the bright artificial lights. Now that you arrived on top of a hill, with the city’s skyline only visible on the horizon, it’s become dark and silent around you. The only thing you can hear is your beating heart and Jaeyoon’s calming breathing as you’re gazing up into the night sky filled with stars. You’re both expectantly looking up. You came here to watch the meteor shower that was forecast to happen tonight, but when the sky stays the way it always is, you’re starting to lose hope. As if he knew what you’re thinking, Jaeyoon reaches over to wrap his hand around yours and he gives it a gentle squeeze. “It’ll start soon,” he says. And really, mere seconds after he spoke, the first shooting star appears, and another one, and then another one. It seems as though the stars won’t stop raining down anytime soon, so you close your eyes and fold your hands to make a wish and he does the same. “What did you wish for?” you ask when the meteor shower seems to be over. “It’s a secret,” he says and grins at you, making his deep dimples appear on his cheeks. He puts his finger over your lips when you want to protest out of curiosity, and then he leans in to embrace you. “I wished for us to stay together forever,” he finally whispers, before he places a soft kiss on your forehead.
I enjoy reading your blurbs so much!! This week has been a rough week for me but when I came across your rowoon blurb it really help to take my mind off things. Then i read your other blurbs and they were just as comforting. Thank you so much for writing
Thank you for your message! I’m really glad my writing could help you;; I hope you feel a little better by now and that next week will be less stressful than the last one^^ I’m trying to finish the blurbs bit by bit and your kind words definitely help motivate me for it!
You and Seoho are both sitting at the kitchen table, books and sheets of paper and pens scattered all around you. You’re obviously trying to study, but after hours of doing so it feels like nothing wants to go into your brains anymore. Still, with the stress of the upcoming exam looming over you, you force yourself to keep studying. That’s when a rustling sound next to you catches your attention and you turn your head to where Seoho is sitting. He’s focused on peeling the plastic wrapper off a lollipop he just took from god knows where. Your mouth watering from the sight, you watch him intently until he finally notices you after a lot of concentrated fumbling and eventual removal of the wrapper. He gives you that side-eyed look along with an amused grin on his lips that tells you he knows exactly what you’re thinking. “Wanna have it?” he asks you, offering you the lollipop. However, you refuse, redirecting your attention to the rather boring book in front of you. “No, it’s yours,” you say while shaking your head. Seoho reaches out his hand that’s holding the treat and sticks it in front of your frustrated face. “I have more of these so…” You don’t let him talk any further and give in to your craving for sugar, tasting the sweetness of the lollipop on your tongue. It makes your lips curl up into a smile, and you feel like you can continue studying for a bit longer like this.
You were trying on some clothes you ordered online a few weeks ago, overjoyed that they finally arrived. And to have someone to help you decide which to keep and which didn’t fit you perfectly you called over your boyfriend Sunwoo. Though it turned out to be mostly you talking about the pieces you’re trying on one after the other and him just watching, occasionally agreeing with what you have to say and giving you a silent nod. That’s when you come out with an oversized sweater that has an adorable animal print on the front, and with sweaterpaws put on your hips you approach him. “You’re not helping much here, you know? Why did I even invite you in the first place?” you pout, acting as if you were upset. It’s only when you don’t get an immediate response that you notice how his cheeks are turning a slight shade of pink as he takes in the sight in front of him. “What?” you ask, cocking your head to the side. He gulps and you watch him tearing himself out of his daze, causing his blush to become stronger. “Nothing…” he mumbles as he scratches the back of his head. “I just thought you should keep that one. It’s cute,” he admits and it makes you smile. You run up to him to press a kiss on his cheek. “Alright,” you say. “And I was already scared you wouldn’t like any of it…”
“Where are you?” you ask your boyfriend when he finally picks up his phone after missing your calls for the third time in a row today. You’re a bit angry that he didn’t pick up any sooner, but you try not to show your anger. “Sorry I didn’t pick up earlier!” he immediately apologizes. You sigh. “It’s fine,” you answer, “just tell me where you are!” You give the bag of food you bought to surprise him with a concerned look, hoping it won’t all have gone cold by the time you see him. “Guess where,” he says. You answer, complaining that he isn’t helping. “I’m sure you can figure it out. See you there!” And with that he hangs up on you. You can’t believe it for a second, but then again it shouldn’t be that hard to find him. After all if he isn’t home then there really is only one place he could be that he’d let you guess.
About 15 minutes later you stand at the doorstep in front of his group’s studio and you wait to be let in after ringing the bell. You can faintly hear music coming through and then stopping, seeing Giwook opening the door a few moments later. He welcomes you with a cheeky grin, but when he sees the food he raises his eyebrows. “You should’ve said that you brought food! Then I’d have come to where you are so it doesn’t get cold!” he exclaims. You put the bag down and start taking out the boxes. “I would have if you had picked up earlier or didn’t hang up on me so quickly,” you reply. Obviously regretting his earlier decisions, he apologizes to you, but you just smile and hold out a bite of the food. “Don’t worry about it,” you say. “Let’s just eat and enjoy the evening together!”
You’ve been watching him for a while now as Younghoon is trying to play with the little kitty he picked up off the streets just barely a day ago. You had told him several times already that you couldn’t afford to keep a cat, still watching him gently trying to pet its little head and wiggling his finger in front of its face to play with it makes you feel all warm inside. It’s as if you fell in love with him all over again, and with the little grey cat too. Eventually you sigh and get up off the sofa to approach them. “Shall we take it to the vet?” you propose. “For a general checkup and shots it might need.” Younghoon looks up at you with big eyes, similar to those of the kitten. “But,” he says, “I thought you wanted the shelter to take care of that?” You look away and with your hands behind your back you mumble, “Well I thought… it’s really taking to you so… maybe we should keep it after all.” You try to hide the light blush on your cheeks, but witnessing the smile on his lips growing at your words, you feel your heart beating faster. You crouch down to properly greet the little animal for the first time. “Do you have a name already?” you ask the boy next to you. He answers, “Let’s think of one together.”
You’re out on a date with your boyfriend Inseong. It’s nothing special, just getting some coffee and cake at your favourite café, right across the street from where you live. You both made some time after being busy all week, because you agree that destressing together helps you two relax the most. So here you are, both having a cup of coffee and sharing a slice of prettily decorated cake. You chat about your week, complaining about annoying coworkers or talking about some fun incidents that happened to the two of you. Just when you’re telling a particularly funny story, watching his face closely to see all of his reactions to it, the corners of his mouth curl up into a smile, going over to a rather silent laugh. You love watching the expressions on his face, but you by far love seeing him laugh the most. Even you can’t help it and laugh along, while you watch him with adoration in your eyes. Little do you know that he too feels his heart beat faster whenever you laugh, and that’s only one of the many reasons why he tries to make you laugh so much. You finish telling your story, but even then the two of you somehow can’t stop grinning at each other, and he puts his hand over yours, that’s resting in front of you on the table. “But that reminds me of something that happened to me last week!” he throws in, before it’s his turn to talk and yours to listen and to show him the smile he loves so much.
Soooo... probably like two or three people will read this but... I have decided to change something about the fluff blurbs I’m currently doing. I’m honestly not sure why but the last few days I couldn’t bring myself to write like... at all. I do have some of them written that were supposed to be released at a later time, so I will just post those and then see when I can do the rest. I definitely want to finish this and actually write a blurb with each member of all groups I originally planned, but it might take me a bit longer than expected!
