#celxjongin

[celxjackson]

[text] Could you be anymore dramatic?

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{ ✉ sms → jong dong } DRAMATIC?{ ✉ sms → jong dong } ME?{ ✉ sms → jong dong } I’M NEVER DRAMATIC{ ✉ sms → jong dong } THIS IS A SERIOUS MATTER{ ✉ sms → jong dong } WHY AREN’T YOU TAKING ME SERIOUS?{ five minutes after }{ ✉ sms → jong dong } dude?{ ✉ sms → jong dong } black or grey? { ✉ sms → jong dong } this is a matter of life and death!  

[mxhyosung]

Jongin widened his eyes in shock after Hwasa’s next message blinked up on his phone’s screen. This was actually the first time they had a fight like this. Or better said Jongin couldn’t remember having a fight with her before. But no matter how hard he tried to understand the point in this fighting conversation, he couldn’t get it.

[ txt > HwasaTsubasa ] ↳ WHY!? ↳ WHY???????????????????????? ↳ ??????????????????????????????????????????????? ↳ …..

// 2 hours later //

[ txt > HwasaTsubasa ] ↳ okay seriously…why? ↳ stop ignoring me. ↳ okay I’m sorry that I broke this guy’s hand ↳ but just because you find him handsome doesn’t mean he can act like a fucking douchbag ↳ I bet he has just a micropenis in his pants with too large balls ↳ Now this guy knows what he gets for calling me a freak ↳ I was right to punish him!

Hwasa had been in the middle of chastising Jongin when she’d started browsing the internet. Before she knew it, two hours had passed and she’d forgotten to check her phone once during that time period. She couldn’t help but laugh at the way he blew up her phone, and felt slightly bad about having forgotten about the conversation, making the other obviously worried.

[text Jonginnie] I forgot to check my phone, ehe. ʱªʱªʱª (ᕑᗢूᓫ∗)

[text Jonginnie] But you still can’t just go around breaking people’s hands!! Whether I find them attractive or not, that’s bad to do!

[text Jonginnie] Such language being said to a lady. WASH YOUR MOUTH OUT.  (ง •̀_•́)ง(ง •̀_•́)ง

[text Jonginnie] And you put ketchup on your ice cream-- who does that???

[kwonji-yong-blog1]

[text] New rule.. every time you say his name I get to punch you.

[ ✉ → kai ] who? [ ✉ → kai ]r u jeluz? [ ✉ → kai ]lulzz [ ✉ → kai ]his name? [ ✉ → kai ]taemintaemintaemintaemintaeeemin

[ ✉ → kai ]ok now u can punch me [ ✉ → kai ]on the lips with ur lips

[ ✉ → kai ](¬‿¬)

[247xbora]

[text] That’s really inappropriate…

[ sms ↳ JongIN. ]↳ What? It isn’t.↳ I’m being a professional.↳ I’m admiring the sight.↳ STOP BOTHERING ME. CHOCOLATE ABS ARE THE BEST KIND OF CHOCOLATES TO EVER EXIST  

[chanyeolxcelx-blog]

Own me

Own me: My character owns your character.

Another day of putting a mask at his university. It was funny to see others argue so much against psychopathy without actually experiencing it. They thought they understood it. Chanyeol could laugh, but he only nodded as if they were all right. He observed how some of them would exit the classrooms and cry their eyeballs because some lowlife hurt they poor hearts. Who was higher? The psycho or the normal? He must be a mastermind to hide between them and study side-by-side with the normal.

Entering his apartment, he didn’t even spare a second as he headed towards his bedroom where the other human was captured to his bed with metal chains. Sliding the pocket knife from his jeans, he slid out the sharp blade, subtly smirking at the angelic image of a sleeping Jongin. Straddling his hips, he gripped a fistful of damaged, overly dyed hair, holding it tightly. Chanyeol couldn’t get enough of this human. 

“Say my name and the devil’s in the same breath.” he whispered on a malice tone, his dark eyes watching as the other was coming to his senses. “Don’t they taste the same?” When Jongin’s eyes cracked open, the sharp blade pressed to the center of his plush, delicious, yet dry lower lip, slitting it and going lower to his chin to draw a perfectly fine line which would only lead southern to his neck. A tight pull at the chains. The raven-haired adored the desperation sound. He held tight on Jongin’s hair and a delightful sigh left the psychopath’s lips accompanied by a swipe of tongue over his own lips. “You know what the voices told me today, Jongin?” he asked almost in a whisper as he watched the beautiful red line decorate the bronzed skin, while Jongin probably instinctively licked his bleeding lip. Chanyeol wondered if he loved tasting his blood as much as he loved others’. 

“The best of us find happiness in misery.” exited his viciously curled up lips, leaning closer to the other’s lips, nose nudging against Jongin’s, breath on breath, slightly trembling lips on beautifully blood-tainted lips. He looked in the eyes of his exquisite puppet, throwing the small knife away to free his hand, fingers soon crawling on the stretched neck, caressing the overly bruised and abused layer of skin. They pressed to the side to feel his pulse as he enjoyed to sensation the pulsation each time they would share those words. “What did yours tell you today?”

[celxjia-blog1]

Lick Me

my character will lick yours in any specified place or manner.

“It isn’t that bad.”

She heard the young man say, extending his arm out to her with a sly smile on his face. Her eyes stared at his, trying to find any sort of sign that he was joking, but he only kept staring expectantly. 

Jia looked at the scarlet liquid that flowed down his arm. She couldn’t help but feel scared, but he was already injured and she had to follow his orders in order to help herself.

She leaned in close to his arm and parted her lips. She closed her eyes as her face was right in front of it and let her tongue reach other to his arm, tainting it red. She moved back as quickly as she could, almost gagging at the taste.

[celxbora]

Blindfold Me

↳ “This is going to be fun.” Bora covers Jongin’s eyes and grins to herself. She learned quite late about his birthday so she’s doing something for him. “Come on!” Pulling him by the hand and getting him inside the car. “We’ll be there shortly.” Bora says while the driver courses through the roads of Seoul. Arriving on their destination, she takes Jongin out of the car and they walked into the building. When they reached the entrance, Yuri grins pulling off the blindfold. “Belated Happy Birthday!” She says as she keeps her hands up and widely open, presenting that they’re going to see the aquarium. “I wanted to give you a happy memory as a gift rather than just plainly getting you something. I hope you’ll like this one.”

[excelxseungwan]

☼

12. My muse will do something sexual to your muse

Her warm body had decided to move further up his form, as her thighs were above his. She almost pins him down as Seulgi lowers her body to his own. She wouldn’t normally do this to a stranger, ever but she was having a pretty bad day and he was quick to agree once she spoke a few sweet words hot in his ear. But she was surprised at how interested he was and so she couldn’t let the opportunity pass up; he was merely a distraction. 

Both of them were full of eager; the need for her to be embraced by him, only for the night before they part ways and it didn’t seem like that was all the other was interested in. Seulgi leaned in, her head right near his ear and sensually biting it before her breath was hot in his ear again, “Pretty handsome, aren’t you? People tell you that?” They probably had, or maybe not. There was always something ominous about him; a bit of mystery could be attractive. “After this, maybe we should get to know each other a bit better, hm?”

Seulgi lifted herself off his form, her teeth biting onto her bottom him playfully. Just looking at him from above, she knew he wanted to take a bite and she was willing to give him permission to do so.