Can I request more ghost stories? Full artistic liberty since this is just a request, I just really wanna see more ig spectre content from u?
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A/N: You can read part 1 and part 2 first. If there’s something y’all don’t know about me is that one of my fav stories I’ve ever written was spectrocum, so I’m always happy to continue it.
Spectro cum (part 3)
Ghosts x fem!reader || free use, (light) degradation, sex toys (kinda), cum inflation, cum play, breeding
You lived with a bunch of ghosts in a haunted house. That was a fact. And one that you enjoyed way more than anyone could ever guess.
It started a bit weird, you can’t deny that, but it became such a fun way to live… such a pleasurable way to live, that you barely go out anymore. Why would you? Your ghosts give you enough reasons to stay in, and the world was burning either way. Why leave the comfort of your house when you could stay inside and be fucked in so many ways you couldn’t even remember your name afterwards? It was an easy choice, really.
Because the thing is… those ghosts in your house aren’t normal scary ghosts, but horny ghosts. And you are a very horny human in response to their behavior.
At the beginning they used you one at a the time, giving you time to adjust and get ready again. But that didn’t last that long. They got over that really fast, fucking you individually didn’t do it for your lovely and annoying ghost roommates. Forget about trying to have any kind of routine when they could be playing with you at any time they want to.
One moment you could be cleaning and someone bent you over and fucked your asshole, another moment someone decided they were going to fuck a dildo in and out of your pussy for an hour just because they were bored. Your pleasure wasn’t their goal, it never was before. You are their human cum-dump, and you fucking love it.
Now they have no boundaries, nor do they have any worry about your well-being or your pleasure. But you aren’t complaining about that. You fucking loved it. They don’t care what you are doing, or when, they only know they could use your holes whenever they wanted and you are in horny heaven every single time. They pavlovied you into getting horny with only a couple well-placed caresses.
It always starts the same way: with cold. The air around you gets freezing for a second, then your whole body erupts in goosebumps, and not two seconds later there’s spectral hands someplace in your body. Most times it’s more than a couple of hands, but some of the ghosts enjoy their individual time with their personal toy (aka: you). But it’s always followed by someone else who thought the whole thing was hot. You never go without at least two different creampies per fucking.
And it’s a good life. A really good life. You love it, truly…
But it can be a bit inconvenient at times.
You had to quit your office job in favor of a position from home, which worked well for everybody because you had no schedule anymore. How could you when there’s always a ghost trying to play with you and you feel like a doll for their pleasure 24/7?
They take special enjoyment in distracting you when you should be paying attention to a meeting. Most people accept the excuse of bad connection for you not to turn on your camera, but the reality is far from that.
The reality is that every time you are in a meeting, a ghost finds its way under your table, or behind you, or under you… They get creative with only one goal in mind: see how many shots of come they can fuck into you before the meeting ends. It’s a fun game… But it makes your work so much harder.
You have to revisit the recordings of meetings every single time because by the time it’s over, your pussy is leaking, completely messy, and they have edged you so long that you can barely form a coherent sentence, much less take notes about what the meeting was about. But fuck, is it hot to try answering some questions when there’s a ghost pounding your ass so hard you can feel it everywhere, and another one groping your boobs and pinching your nipples until the fabric of your shirt feels like needles and you feel like you can come just from the friction of it.
And then they discover their new favorite trick. If you ever wonder what it’s like to have your partner control the vibrations of your sex toy, you would never understand how much wilder (and better) it is when it’s not a partner, but a group of ghosts who want nothing more than to make your life insufferable (in the best possible way).
Somehow they figure out they can mimic your fantasy dildos with their spectral dick, so they decide the best way of spending their evening is trying each one of the shapes they can conjure, fucking you one after the other. Shot after shot of come filling your pussy until your stomach is bloated and your body can’t hold itself up anymore.
You are sprawled on the floor while they take turns trying to see who makes you scream the loudest. You don’t know who wins, but they leave you on the floor, your pussy overflowing and your brain too fucked out to function. They laugh when you try to get up, a hand pressing down between your shoulder blades before you hear them jerking off over you.
They flip you onto your back the exact second they all come, painting your chest and abdomen with even more spectro-cum. It’s filthy and weirdly hot, but mostly is very amusing for them, who spent a good while laughing at you, while you rub your clit furiously using their spectro-cum as lube to get yourself over the edge.
And you think that’s it. They got the best trick and they will play it out for as long as they want to… Wrong.
They start experimenting with wilder shapes, tentacles sucking on every part of your body, ridged cocks fucking your asshole while they cover your mouth with a transparent hand. They use your body more than they ever did before. Holding you down, filling all your holes to the brim and laughing every time you beg them to make you come. You are not the main character in this scenario, just their doll to fuck. Their human fleshlight.
hellohello i came to the rescue (meaning i came with a txt request). you're like.... one of my favourite blogs so um.... yeah. but anyway can i ask for pussydrunk!soobin (i dont think you've done that yet...) yeah thank you
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SOOBIN DRABBLE
💦•[Starved, Addicted, Drunk]•💦
Warnings//genre:: SMUT, oral (fem rec) spit play
Pairing:: dom!soobin x sub!fem!reader
A/N:: sorry this is so short I feel so bad 😭🙏 I may add onto this later 🤞
Txt masterlist:: 🌊
Soobin was always one to eat you out like a man on the verge of starvation but you had never seen him in a state like this. It was like no matter how much of your arousal he ate he couldn't get enough. He was starved, addicted, drunk out of his mind for you.
Your legs tremble as he holds your thighs open. He had already made you cum at least twice, if not more you've basically lost track of anything going on, but he was still not letting go. "S-Soobin," You breathe out as your hands tangle into his straight soft hair. He glances up to show you he's listening, not daring to take his mouth of your pussy for even a second to respond. "How much longer are you going to do this?" You chuckle softly. You question wasn't meant to tell him to stop, just simply wondering what his goal is here. He then finally pulls back to speak.
"Until your flavor has soaked so deep into my mouth that every time I inhale it tastes like your cunt," He replies breathlessly before sucking your folds into his mouth again. The lewdness of his words made your head spin even more, your gut tightening. He moans against your clit as he swirls his tongue in circles around it. Every now and then you can hear him slurp in more of your arousal, partially using it as lube on his tongue and partially using it to satisfy his craving.
"Oh soobin," You moan as your head falls back against the couch cushion. "I-I'm getting close again," You squeal and Soobin presses his jaw against you harder, his tongue dipping into your slit and circling it as deep as he could. He quickly looks up at you to watch your reaction, your back arching to expose your chest out far for him to stare at. You feel him push out some of his saliva onto your folds again to make his tongue glide smoother as he sorts through the tender folded skin. "Soobin!" You cry out as you pull his hair hard. He chuckles lowly, the sound vibrating in your folds. Your legs begin to twitch before locking around his head to which he moans in response.
Your orgasm rolls through your body in waves, each ripple making your body quiver and twitch. Soobin then pulls back, finally able to breathe as you watch strings of cum and saliva stick those bunny lips and rounded chin. Your head falls back again due to the rush of horniness from his lewd display. "I think I'ma need you to do that again," You chuckle.
beomgyu + comforting after reader had a rlly rlly bad day so they just cuddle and stuffs and falls asleep together pls🥺🥺
(no i swear i didnt request because i badly need comfort but im too much of a coward to ask someone)
❤︎ Beomgyu x GN!Reader
❤︎ 863 words
❤︎ hugging, kissing, cuddling, bathing,
silent care
❤︎ dividers by @saradika-graphics
It's the sound of the shutting door that signifies Beomgyu your arrival, but it's the absence of any further sound that makes him strut over to you in agony.
Your bag is heavily hanging from your shoulder, so he takes it and carefully places it against the wall. Your jacket engulfs you in a suffocating manner and when he attempts on helping you off it, he finds your arms being unnaturally stiff in the way. Your hair, well arranged in the morning, now floating around your face in its intended freedom, partially covers your eyes. Beomgyu lifts it off your vision and presses his lips against your forehead.
'Welcome home', he whispers, his voice already a bit deeper and significantly quieter than it was a few hours ago.
He catches onto the dullness in your eyes and decides to remain in close proximity to you for a while longer.
'Want me to linger?', he asks, embracing your little chuckle, even though it doesn't sound melodically joyful.
'Since when do you ask?', you question, and Beomgyu almost expects you to playfully push him away, like he knows you to sometimes do to make him whine for a kiss.
'Since you seem to need it more than I do', he responds, missing the way you're capable of ease.
He tries to understand your grip on his shirt, you head against his chest and your weight being pulled into the ground when he is used to you almost flying up, his angel.
When he waits for your voice to sound again, but is left with silence and you leaned against him, he takes initiative.
'Bad day?', he asks, already planning the next step, preparing you a bath, getting you his clothes, letting fresh air into the bedroom, so you can bundle up in bed all cozy and with breathing being your only and comfortable task.
'Really, really bad', you sigh and he pulls you with him, ignoring your reluctance, even if it makes his heart sink.
He knows the significance of filling the moment with care. Only if an abundance of that is prepared, you are able to care less, worry less, find rest in the mess. It might appear more difficult at first, but soon the effort will pay off. It always does in one form or the other.
The water is running, the sound so stagnant that Beomgyu hopes it helps you to remember that stability is indeed part of your life sometimes more hidden away, but never truly absent.
'One second, okay?', he checks in, intending to leave the bathroom to go and pick up some comfy clothes for you, but you shake your head.
The small motion is enough for him to feel his throat tightening. In moments like that he hoped to feel less, because your pain is simply too much for him, yet he would chose exactly that over and over again if it means to be with you. Besides, pain is just part of life, so perhaps that is his issue to work on, to accept pain. This is a good practice. Just like the illusion of an absent stability, comfort, is the present pain nothing more than temporary, only partially there, but there is still room to be found for so many other things. Fortunately, he currently does have the capacity to find awareness for that.
'You can just rest now. I got you', he whispers, his lips lingering on your temple.
It's funny to him how it's your time to linger close to him, yet his nature of being the one being only able to be physically close to you doesn't fumble. He can just be himself all the time around you and he is so so grateful for that. You're a grate luxury to him.
With highest concentration he helps you pealing off your clothes, fabric softly running over your skin until he helps you into the tub. Once he is sure the warm water protects you enough, he hurries to his closet to find his sweater and joggers.He returns, running his palms over your body to message your tired system, gently pinching away your unpleasant exhaustion until you are left with only drowsy sleepiness.
It's the sound of the shutting bedroom door that signifies you that the day is finally over. It is Beomgyu next to you, keeping you close to his chest and proceeding to kiss you every few minutes as if he wants check in how you're doing without making you speak. It's his clothes that slightly smell like him that engulf you and make you feel like you are drowning in him parallel to drowning in sleep. You can't tell at what point you doze off. You can only tell that you wake up in the middle of the night, selfishly snuggling into Beomgyu and him, even in his sleep, embracing you in his close proximity.
Bad days may occur, beat you down, but they never linger for too long when it is care that you are treated with. That lingers with way more intense clinginess, having only your best in mind, because that is what you truly deserve throughout life.
These are requests for my 13 Days of Halloween in which I post 1 or more content posts every day from October 19th to the 31st.
*some requests may not be written, and some may be saved to come out later on (if they are not strictly Halloween specific).
Who I write For:
*will update if a member or group is requested too much
Ateez
*No longer taking requests for Yunho!
Stray Kids
Seventeen
Tomorrow x Together
The Boyz
*all members of each group (x gn!reader)
13 Days of Halloween 2023 Masterlist
Things I do not write:
Detailed NSFW/Smut (suggestive content and PG13 is doable)
Pregnancy/child Content
Abuse/Member cheating
***Notes***
You can send in the number of the prompt(s) instead of the prompt itself if you want, but please specify which section it is from (dialogue, plot or scenario)
Feel free to send in your own ideas with or without prompts as well! These are just some ideas for inspiration :)
You can request 1-3 Prompts at once; feel free to mix and match or add a plot-line to your request.
If you are not sure who to request for, but like a prompt, go ahead and send a preferred group and the prompt and I will choose who to write it for.
*Crossed out Prompts are those I have received and are no longer available to request*
"I don't believe in ghosts."
"You will after tonight."
"If you say we should split up I will kill you."
“Love the costume but I’d rather see what’s under it.”
"Just because I'm not afraid of the dark, doesn't mean I like being in it"
"What do we do?"
"Run!"
"Did you see that too?"
"Yes."
"Damn, I was hoping I was going crazy."
“What do you do when a ghost has a crush on you? Asking for a friend.”
“I wonder, how many people are dead in that graveyard?” “Hopefully all of them…”
"Who needs a guardian angel when you can have a half-decent demon?"
"If I knew all it would take for you to hug me was a haunted house I would have brought you to one earlier."
"I've seen enough horror movies to know where this is going"
"If you get scared you can hold onto me."
"Oh you'd love that wouldn't you?"
"Very much."
"Are you scared?"
"No."
"Then why are you holding onto me so tightly?"
"I couldn't find a costume so I decided to come as your boyfriend."
"Where is that music coming from?"
"You look stupid"
"I'm dressed as you."
"I know what you should be for Halloween."
"What?"
"Mine."
"Ghosts aren't real"
"Then why is that person see-through?"
"I don't want you to wear that"
"Stop touching my hand."
"I'm not touching your hand."
"Why is that guy staring at me?"
"What guy?"
"Would you stop breathing so loudly!?"
"I thought that was you"
"Why wont you come inside?"
"You have to invite me in."
"What are you, a vampire?"
"All the Angels were busy, so they sent me instead."
"And what are you?"
"Well I'm definitely no angel."
"Stop staring at me like that."
"If you didn't want me to stare, you shouldn't have worn that."
"Are you and 'x' dating?"
"No, why?"
"Then why are you wearing a couples costume?"
Plot Prompts:
You get left behind in a haunted house and one of the cute actors helps you out and gets revenge on said "friends".
Meeting at a Masquerade
Lost in the woods
Carnival/Fair Date
A grabs B’s hand instinctively out of surprise or fear, and continues to hold it.
Finding out the "monster" costume they're wearing isn't a costume (monster/demon/supernatural au)
Visiting a pumpkin patch
Every Halloween you are visited by a stranger in your dreams, but this year, he shows up at your door in the real world.
Haunted House
Someone summoned a demon to take your soul, but the demon likes you too much to hurt you.
Choosing each other's costumes, and unknowingly matching.
You're scared and they try their best to comfort you.
Hearing a noise upstairs, but you live alone.
Ghost Hunting
Vampire Frat - you know the guys in the house beside you are Vampires. But they don't know you're a witch. Until Halloween, when your powers grow stronger, they can't help but notice odd things happening around you.
A cute guy shows up trick or treating with their younger sibling/family member, he comes back later just to see you again.
At a Halloween themed carnival/fair and the scary yet attractive actor wont stop following you around.
Cinderella/Masquerade AU: You recognize them but they don't recognize you. Don't tell them who you are and they search for you (college/office au - or something similar?)
You save a cat/dog/other animals on the street, only to wake up the next day to find a man in it's place instead.
You move into your newly purchased house, only to discover someone or something already lives there.
Every Halloween for the last 5 years, a package mysteriously shows up in your house. This year, instead of a package, you find a stranger waiting for you.
Halloween Date
You are invited to an office Halloween party, and someone in a monster mask seems to want to keep you company. But who is it?
Jealousy: You attend a Halloween party and 'x' can't handle the attention you are getting from others, this causes them to make their feelings known.
College Au Carnival Game: Bobbing for apples but the apple you manage to get indicates who you will go on a date with.
Cozy autumn camping trip with friends leads to confession from someone.
They mistake you as their friend at a costume party and accidentally kidnap you.
Seven Minutes in Hell: You lose a game and have to spend 7 minutes in a haunted house with 'x'.
Halloween Movie Night: You have a movie night with your friends and your crush takes the opportunity to get cozy with you.
Abandoned: You are left in the woods by a bad friend, you know there is something or someone in the woods with you, but you get the feeling they're watching over you.
Scenario/Headcanons Prompts:
*will do multiple members or whole group if requested
*some of these might include drabbles
How 'x' reacts to you wearing a sexy/appealing costume
How 'x' reacts to you wanted to wear a couples costume + what you end up dressing as
What you would do for a Halloween/Autumn themed date
You choose each other's costumes
*Crossed out Prompts are those I have received and are no longer available to request*
Feel free to send in your own ideas with or without prompts as well! These are just some ideas for inspiration :)
You can request 1-3 Prompts at once; feel free to mix and match or add a plot-line to your request.
There’s a certain charm that comes with the first snowfall of the year.
↳ Pairing: Choi Soobin x Reader
↳ word count: 939
↳ genre: fluff
↳event: This fic is written for Arcadia Winter Fair 2020 @txtarcadianet
Soobin raised his eyebrow as soon as he entered the house. He shrugged off his coat and turned the lights on, setting his backpack over the couch as he breezed past the living room.
“Baby?” He called.
No answer.
He pursed his lips, waiting for a reply. Soobin strained his ears, hearing muffled voices coming from the bedroom. He cracked a small smile as he trudged over the door, gently cranking it open to find his girlfriend wrapped in a small ball of blankets on the bed. The television played a random Netflix film, but the girl paid it no mind as she frowned at her laptop screen—furiously typing.
“Baby?”
The girl’s eyes was dragged away from the screen, and eyebrow raised at the doorway.
“Soobin?” She asked, face suddenly lighting up as she smiled. “Soobin!”
Soobin laughed softly, opening his arms as the girl propelled herself out of her warm blanket ball and wrapped her arms around his torso. Soobin raked his hands through her hair, pressing a kiss on the top of her head.
“What have you been up to?”
“Nothing much,” the girl sighed, burying her face on his chest. “I’m having a really tiring day. My paper had so much revisions, but we’re almost done.”
“My poor baby,” Soobin sighed, head snapping up as her laptop dinged continuously. “What’s that?”
“I asked my partner for the last part, maybe she’s done.” Y/N sighed, tilting her head up with a smile. “Kiss first.”
Soobin grinned, leaning down and placing a quick peck to her lips. Y/N giggled softly as she pulled away, dragging the laptop closer to her as more messages arrived. Soobin smiled as the girl narrowed her eyes before smiling, a sigh of relief as she typed one final message and closed her laptop.
“She’s submitted it,” she said, stretching with a groan and holding her arms out to him. “I’m so glad that’s over with. We can just cuddle now.”
Soobin laughed, leaning forward and wrapping his arms around her. Y/N let out a soft squeal as his figure swallowed her.
“I love you,”
“I love you too, Binnie.” Y//N giggled back, burying her head in his chest. “I missed you. I missed being like this.”
“Me too.” Soobin sighed. “Sorry, I’ve been so busy.”
“I understand, baby.” Y/N hummed. “You have a lot to do. Besides, you’re here now.”
Soobin’s eyes sparkled as his eyes trailed over the the closed curtain, pushing it apart with a grin. Y/N gasped at the white flurries falling from the sky.
“It’s snowing.” Soobin grinned, placing a kiss on her forehead. “Get your coat.”
“Come on, the cafe’s not so far.”
“Okay.” Y/N giggled as she intertwined her hands with the boy.
Y/N gasped and giggled as they passed by a group of kids throwing snowballs at each other. Soobin pulled her aside as a snowball almost hit her. He could only laugh at her amused giggles.
Finally, they ended up in a small cafe. It was warm and cozy when they entered. Soobin never released his grip on her hands as they stepped up to the counter, the boy flashing a soft grin at the barista before spewing off his orders.
“Two large hot chocolates to go.” Soobin ordered, pulling out his wallet.
“Not coffee today, babe?” Y/N asked, hands encircling his waist, making the boy laugh.
“No,” Soobin shook his head with a smile. “It’s the first day of winter. It means, it’s a day for hot chocolate.”
Y/N giggled as the boy leaned down, placing a soft kiss on her nose. He smiled endearingly as the girl tightened her grip around his waist, leaning closer to his chest.
Soobin smiled, watching her skip around the park with childlike wander. She held her hands out to catch snowflakes in her palm. He other hand held the cup of chocolate so delicately.
“Babe!” Y/N squealed, skipping back towards him and wrapping her arms around him.
Soobin laughing as he hugged her back. The girl raised her head and grinned at Soobin as he dusted off a snowflake that fell on her cheek.
“You’re so cute.” Soobin laughed, pulling her gently over to a snow-covered bench. “Let’s sit here.”
Soobin quickly dusted the snow off the wooden bench, making sure no ice was left on the seat before she sat. With a grin, he dusted off his own seat and sat next to her, arm wrapped snugly around her figure as she cuddled closer to him. He raised his cup silently, taking a sip of his coffee as the girl fiddled with her cup. He pressed his lips to her hair as she sighed in satisfaction.
“I love the snow.”
“Hm?” He asked, looking down at the girl. “Why is that?”
“It’s just—so magical. So beautiful.” The girl said, looking up at him. “Just like you.”
Soobin smiled, connecting his forehead to hers as he giggled back.
“You’re beautiful.”
Y/N grinned as she booped his nose, his cold finger surprising the boy and making him flinch. She giggled as he jumped in place. Y/N laughed, finally placing her hand on his face.
“I love you, Choi Soobin.”
Soobin blinked, eyes locking onto hers as he melted in his place.
“I know,” he said, leaning his forehead on hers. “and I love you, too.”
Y/N smiled as Soobin connected their lips. The first snowfall of the year has never been more magical as it was that day.
