#posting drafts

[4linos]

what do you think would skz reaction be to finding out the girl has zero bj experience?

(this is kinda almost embarrassing considering i'm older than Channie, but .....yeah)

mdni

chan: when you shyly admit you’ve never done it but you want to try now, he’s all softness on the outside and absolute chaos on the inside. “are you sure, baby? i don’t want you to feel pressured.” you whisper that you want to for him and his composure cracks. ow groan. deep eye contact. hand cradling your cheek. “then let me make it good for you, too.” “i’ll talk you through it. every second.”gentle praise dom unlocked. tells you you’re perfect with your lips wrapped around him. strokes your hair the whole time. whimpers, definitely whimpers.

minho: he’s smug when you first tell him you’ve never done it but when you add, “i want to try... on you,”
his cocky little smile falters. his breath legit catches. “you sure you can handle that, sweetheart?” “once you start… i’m not gonna want you to stop.” pretends to be unbothered, but he’s already palming himself through his sweats. leans back, gives you full control, but with sharp little commands and filthy praise every time you do something right. “that’s it. just like that. you look so fucking pretty like this.”

changbin: melts. melts. already soft about the fact you’ve never done it, but when you say you want to try?“really?… like, now?” “i..uh—okay. yeah. yeah, of course.”scrambles to get comfortable, helps guide you so gently it makes your heart ache. he’s so loud. praising every single thing you do like it’s the most incredible feeling in the world. “baby, are you sure this is your first time? holy f—fuck, okay—keep doing that—” grabs a pillow to cover his face when he finishes but still whimpers your name into it.

hyunjin: gasps softly when you say you’ve never done it before but then you add, voice low, “but i’ve been thinking about it. i want to make you feel good.” his pupils blow wide. he doesn’t say anything at first. just leans in, kisses you slow, lets his hand slide up your thigh like he’s trying to calm himself down. “you want to learn on me?” “i’ll teach you, baby. i’ll show you how to ruin me.”moans like it’s the first time anyone’s ever touched him. praises you like you’re sacred. finishes with his head thrown back and the prettiest, broken sound in his throat.

jisung: brain.exe crashes. “you—you what? you wanna—like, now?” stutters through 30 seconds of disbelief.
then turns red. then horny. once he recovers, he teases a little. “you sure you’re ready for all this?” but the second your mouth is on him, he’s grabbing the sheets and sobbing. “oh my god. yep yeah you’re gonna kill me—” cums fast. apologizes. then begs you to do it again later because he’s already addicted.

felix: goes dead silent when you tell him. you think he’s panicking but really? he’s stunned by how sweet you are, how much you trust him, how pretty the words sound coming from you. “you want to… for me?” once he gets over the shock, he cups your face so tenderly. “i’ll guide you. don’t worry, love. just take your time.” he’s slow. vocal. deep moans, head tipped back, hand in your hair with soft “that’s it… just like that, baby…” makes sure you know he’s the lucky one.

seungmin: doesn’t react outwardly. just raises an eyebrow like, “you sure? this isn’t something you’re doing just because you think i want it?” you nod, maybe a little shy. “i really want to. i think about it a lot.” he blinks. just stares for a second. “get on the bed.” you do. he talks you through it. doesn’t rush. but makes you work for every reaction. “good girl. take more.” “look at you, ruining yourself for me.” smirks when he finishes and makes you taste it. just a little.

jeongin: goes pink. eyes wide. looks like you just proposed. “wait..you’ve never and you want to? with me?” nod. he swallows. “oh… okay… wow. um… you don’t have to, like, be good or anything..i mean i’m not expecting i just—” you kiss him quiet. he ends up being the most vocal. borderline desperate. so sensitive. head tossed back, one hand gripping your wrist, the other tangled in your hair. “f-fuck please don’t stop please—” dies. 10/10. asks when he can return the favor before you even wipe your mouth.

[fishyapplez]

ꫂ ၴႅၴ Pairing: Gojo Satoru x Fem! Reader

He's a 10 out of 10, literally. Here's a catch tho, he has never, not for a single day, forgotten about his first leading lady who disappeared from the showbiz industry five years ago.

Gojo Satoru is the world’s top-grossing actor— a prodigy who grew up in front of the cameras and never stopped dazzling. The face of luxury brands like Dior, Prada, and Cartier, envied and adored by many.

Known for his blinding charisma, unforgettable roles, and the effortless charm that makes headlines, he is untouchable— like a fire that continues to burn with fervor.

You, on the other hand, were once the nation’s beloved actress, a rising star everyone rooted for. Elegant, versatile, and endlessly captivating, you were his first leading lady in a teen romcom series that became both of your breakthroughs.

But at the height of your fame, you vanished from the spotlight. No interviews. Only a statement from your company and a simple post on your social media, saying your farewell, not even a promise of your return to the industry. Just like that, you were... gone.

While he shone brighter with every passing year. Rising, dazzling, and impossible to ignore, you? You quietly built a new life far from the glamour. Somewhere abroad, chasing a different kind of dream no one knows.

Yet through all those years, Gojo never stopped mentioning you. Never stopped bringing you up in interviews, never stopped posting throwback photos or cryptic captions that him, yours, or both of your fans dissected endlessly. What had started as fan service-carefully planned, perfectly timed-had long since become something real.

And most importantly throughout those years? He never stopped thinking about you not even for a single day. Every little detail in his daily life reminded him of your memories together, reminded him of you. He was a man that yearns. Really.

So when his 29th birthday arrived, he expected nothing more than the usual surprises. His friends from the old series had put together a video greeting, containing their warm messages. Ngl, he never expected Sukuna to be there even if his only lasted a minute.

Then, with five minutes left, the screen went black.

For a few seconds, there was nothing.

And then the camera turned on.

His breath hitched, heartbeat rapidly increasing because the person in the screen was you. You appeared.

Your hair was different. Your style had changed differently from the last time he saw you. But what remained the same was your smile, the same smile he adores. And when you said his first name, gently, like no time had passed at all, his heart did something it hadn't done in years. It fluttered.

Next thing he knew, people on the internet were editing the two of you again, especially your characters, your interviews and videos together. The nostalgia came crashing back like a wave, stronger than ever. It turns out Shoko had posted the surprise video on her Instagram.

This has been sitting on my draft for months now.

[versasfanficwastedump]

and another thing. I just had a thought of Tim being captured by whoever, really. honestly, the circumstances are not important.

i had a thought of Tim in danger, and he shouts for Jason. not Hood, Jason. And he knows he can use Jason’s name because when he gets here, all these people are fucking dead.

and i’m just picturing Bruce being on his way to help Tim, and all he can hear is Tim screaming for Jason. He’s about to drop down and take care of business, and then shots ring out.

bang. bang. bang.

he looks again and all three kidnappers are dead, Tim is untied, and Jason is holding Tim to his chest. “It’s okay,” He mutters, “I’m here. I gotcha.”

Tim would never dream of outing Bruce or Dick, or even Damian. There’d be someone around to hear it.

But Jason? When Tim is in danger, Jason never leaves survivors.

[abandonedrafts479]

media literacy on this website would improve dramatically if people understood that “the narrative portrays this behavior sympathetically” and “the narrative endorses this behavior morally” are not actually the same thing. a story can be interested in someone’s loneliness or fear or reasoning without asking you to agree with what they did. sometimes the point is just that people become understandable long before they become justifiable

[ofathousandscenes]

“They’re so canon,” I say, about a ship that couldn’t be further from canon

[shatterstar]

[cloudedcreams]

you couldn't stand him.

the man in front of you grinned, a glint in his eyes as he took a slow step towards you. you stayed firm from where you stood, crossing your arms together as you practically dared for him to come closer. tension danced between you, and he accepted the challenge with such an arrogant expression on his face.

you hated it. the vainness he flaunted, the egocentric side of him always so clear and easy to see. he was never shy about expressing what he thought to be his worth, and as such the nature he held about himself irritated you.

you didn't fear him, nor try to seat yourself into his ideals as he was used to. instead you expressed your disdain towards him, giving him odd looks and rolling your eyes whenever he spoke, letting out muttered remarks about how annoying he was to yourself and hoping that to be enough of an outlet.

you’ve always thought that it must make him dislike you to a wild extent, but you’ll never know about the way that it excites him sometimes. he wonders what words it’ll take to make you tick further, the tone of voice he can use to pry certain reactions from you.

it makes his cock hard to be honest. to think about the hatred in your eyes as you stare at him, the little scrunch of your nose you offer him sometimes. he wonders which of you will break first.

[theyrealllesbians]

Regulus who is used to having terrible sleep all of the time soon realises (with mortified horror) that he gets a full 8 hours easily when James is there. He can even just stretch for a good 5-6 hours of his pillows still smell of James