* ・✦⇢ contents :: wherein one day, the seven men in your life, decided to put aside their differences and pass you around. [reverse harem] [3,065 words]
* ・✦⇢ warnings/cw :: general yandere themes, filth, sexual themes, you’re getting used and passed around, slight dacryphilia, slight degradation, some m undertones (one of the concubines), smut !!, mention of violence (not to darling or the concubines), possessive behaviour, edging, overstimulation. those who are not of age (minors) dni !
* ・✦⇢ additional notes :: hello everyone! this is my first time (attempting) to write gn!reader smut so be kind ㅠㅡㅠ i am honestly not very sure if this is how you do it or if it’s written well enough but since a promise is a promise, here it is. do let me know if this is okay though ! now is the time i would greatly appreciate feedbacks regarding this since i want to know whether or not everyone liked it (or if you didn’t). hopefully, i was able to do it well and can convey what i wanted properly.
* :: this post is gender neutral and no explicit body parts are particularly mentioned for the readers, therefore, everyone is free to read it! although, if i missed it or something, let me know! because as far as i know, no particulars were ever mentioned. reader is smaller than all concubines tho ! if i missed any warnings/tags lmk!
* :: likes/reblogs and feedbacks are always appreciated! my ask is open for reqs~
CAN YOU STAY UP ALL NIGHT? FUCK ME TIL THE DAYLIGHT !
• the first one loves tormenting you. not in a sadistic sense, but more likely because he couldn’t get enough of you. raised in a holy kingdom where he spent most of his days training to become a paladin, and taking an oath to never let desire rule his life until he found a person whom he will spend the rest of his days with, he was eternally glad that he found you after fulfilling that oath. in his mind, if he were to see you in the premise of the holy kingdom, he wouldn’t be able to keep up the lifestyle he grew accustomed to. with his unlimited stamina, he kept going and using your body for both your pleasures. you remember how once, he fucked you for three days straight, only pausing between meals and catnaps (bath times are spent with him still inside you and depending on both your patience, you either just warm his cock until it’s over or you both end up fucking once more). you wouldn’t have believed your body was capable of having that much stamina— despite already having an above average one— it was all thanks to his healing powers. once he starts noticing your tired, fucked out form, he quickly provides your body with healing energy, and continues once your body regains its normal level. he’s a very eager man; so enthusiastic and so very attentive to your needs. he’s had you writhing in pleasure all by yourself before he even takes you, peppering your entire face with kisses until he gets to your neck and trails it with open mouthed, wet kisses. once he gets to your chest, he’s marking you like a madman while calling you the sweetest of names and singing praises, yet somehow, it all feels so inherently filthy coming from the very holy looking man. he fucks you hard and fast, as if afraid that if he slowed down even for a nanosecond, you’d disappear. he torments you with his insatiability, all the while, the only thing you could ever think is where and how can he learn to be this filthy?
• the second one loves taking his time. contrary to the very first time you did it with him, wherein he came undone before he even began fully touching you, the following times he took you, he savoured every inch of you like he has all the time in the world. and his hands calculatingly takes you apart; his large hands pressing at your thighs and spreading them apart. caressing your entire body until you’re whimpering and gasping for him. in full honestly, he is severely obsessed with how small you are against him. the visual drives him absolutely insane. from his entire physique, down to his cock, everything. revels in the way you suck his cock the most, even if he doesn’t admit it. he loved the way you struggle to take all of him in your mouth and how much you indulge him when he requests you maintain eye contact. he needs to come in your mouth, making you swallow all of it, at least twice before he’s lifting you up, making you bounce on his cock while standing up. he needed to leave a Mark on you, wants to ensure you’ll be able to still feel him even after he’s done with you. then when he’s fucking you, he loves the way he can hold both of your hands with only one of his hand, pinning it above your head as he watched you struggle take all of his cock inside you, completely entranced. but he especially loves the way you ride him, or tell him what to do. he loves when you take full control despite the size difference between the two of you. but he becomes an absolute heart-eyed fool when you’re on top of him, telling him how good he feels inside you. he also loves the way you make his cock sore, so sore. he loves the torture on his overstimulated dick, moaning at the feeling of you tightening around his already sore cock as you continue to bounce on top of him, riding out your high. he finds it rather difficult to leave you then, and the sweet pain of the proof of a little too much love making, concentrated at the tip of his abused cock.
• the third one drags you to filth with his mouth as he hammers into you. “you might be the most noble of them all in this empire, your highness,” he smirked, “but right now, you’re nothing but a filthy whore waiting for everyone to have their turn with you.” and you know it shouldn’t make you clench harder or make your back arch even more so you could take him even more, but it did. and as your body further betrays you, you tried to suppress the lewd noises you were making. “tell me, does your imperial father know that his most trusted knight and the commander of the imperial guard fucked your throat raw and had all of his cum swallowed, not a drop getting out of that greedy mouth of yours?” he taunted you, “or perhaps, you’re already aroused before we even began because your head was already filled with such obscene thoughts unbefitting of your status while you’re supposed to be focusing on the grand meeting?” and instead of answering him, you only made a noise of protest when he slowed down his pace. “answer me or you don’t get to come.” he stated, eyes serious. “i’ll come inside you again and again,” he said while pushing on your abdomen, “but i will stop every time you feel like coming.” he mocked your begging gaze, already spilling his seed inside you as he did so, a little smirk on his face as he proves just how much he meant all his words. he’s a sly one, while he’s not much into too much kinky stuff, he loves the way your eyes tear up whenever you’re desperately in need of an orgasm, or when the pressure of his cock is too much for you to handle so he teases you and your body until he hears you desperately begging, your previous attempts of not wanting to cease control, all but forgotten. gets drunk in the way you crumble underneath him.
• the fourth one has a lot to give, whether it’s room to breathe, praises, or when he’s filling you up with all of his cum. his big, calloused hands massaged your body as he infused a bit of magic to take away the fatigue he’s beginning to see. he eases the tension in your body, expertly moving his hands to your pressure points so you could feel relieved; despite how kind he’s treating your body, however, all he could whisper is, “how filthy, your highness,” he smiled sweetly, “you seem to enjoy being passed around us like this... was being with one of us not as satisfying anymore now that you’ve tasted this? if you enjoy it this much... maybe we, as your men, should put all our differences aside and use you like this more often, hmm?” his taunt could only make you softly grunt, burying your face in the crook of his neck, he laughs mockingly as he teased you some more, hands dangerously falling lower on your back. next thing you know, the hands that were expertly relieving your soreness, are now expertly moving onto even filthier places, caressing your body. feeling his finger against your tight hole, you let out a small gasp. he whispers, “now, now. be good for me, darling.” as he takes his stretching you for him and makes sure you’re ready enough. as he prepares to enter you, you could only wince as you recall how big this man holding you right now is. how is it possible that most of the men in your little harem has a cock to boast about? but your thoughts are cut off when he swiftly moves inside you; filling you up so, so perfectly. he’s got you completely weak that you slumped against him, mewling, telling him to move for you. then he does. and he’s whispering the sweetest praises he could give you, eyeing your other men provokingly, displaying you to everyone and gloating how good he can make you feel— especially, how easily he can make you submit all control to him. and as you let out a needy whine, chanting ‘yes, yes, yes’ like a prayer to whatever it is that he’s saying; whether it may be if you’re good for him, want his cock, or if he should fill you up with his cum. he has you mindlessly whimpering, while his teeth refuses to let go a section of your neck as he relentlessly pounds into you. and you beg for more, so he has you settled on your back, pressed in half, to ready you for the oncoming load of his cum and more to come. he has truly achieved fucking you stupid. so he coos at you, almost sincerely, telling you how much you look good for him this way, looking so stupid as you can only beg him to fill you up with cum, his thrusts never once slowing down. then he has you cumming, your legs shaking uncontrollably, spasming around him making him groan lowly, with your throat aching from a broken scream you let out. after a few more rounds and he pulls out, he watches his cum oozing out of you, pushing his fingers in to keep it back. overall, despite his godly hands and honey coated praises; he’s the one who wants to break you, he craves your body and wanted to make it submit to him and him alone, he loves the way your voice can’t even come out as your brain loses all its function and can only focus on the pleasure he can bring you.
• the fifth one loves depriving you. he’s a tease but unlike the others, he doesn’t do it as much. he’s got your eyes covered with the finest silk, something he couldn’t have easily obtained with his current status. as he takes you from behind, grasping and fondling your ass, he’s got his pair of psychic hands pin you to place. he finds out your little fetish of being held down and being helpless against someone as they take you to be very interesting, and something he can do— quite often at that. he didn’t care how much you whined when he upped his pace thrusting into you. the view of your ass jiggling every time he pounded into you harshly, blindfolded and held down was a sight to behold. instead of asking you what you want or even giving you instructions on how he wants you, he’s doing it himself; handling you as he makes you give absolute submission. he would do you in any way, form, or position that he’d like until you’re reduced into a mere blubbering mess. and whenever you try to catch up to him and move by yourself, his hands are already on you— psychic or physical, depending if one is busy doing the other. he loves the way you can utter such obscene language, cursing to death as you try to whine for an orgasm. “such a needy little thing, your highness. it’s truly unfortunate for others that only we get to see you this way. we’d have to have anyone who are not us never see you, nor hear you lest they wanted their eyes gauged, or tongue cut off as no one can ever know how lewd our perfect little royal highness is.”
• the sixth one, despite being a virgin, made you feel so good that you wondered whether or not he was telling the entire truth when he confessed never touching anyone sexually before you. with his innate flirtatious nature, and glib tongue befitting of the top merchant that he is, it totally could’ve fooled you. as the richest man in the empire, he has all the resources to know how to make someone feel good. and good, did he make you feel. the travelling merchant only got better as your escapades continue; if you’ve ever met a worshipper, he has to be it. he goes feral whenever he sees you in any pretty clothing— in this case, any and every clothing— and will not be able to resist you in anything. his confidence gets a huge boost whenever you chant his name in a whispered prayer, clutching at him tightly as he makes you ride out your own release. his love bites are more akin to vampire marks, he loves leaving it when he can and he absolutely loves it when you give up wearing something that can expose them. he loves the idea that he is the sole person who knows why exactly their precious little highness is wearing a high neck even if it is scorching hot. sometimes, he bites hard enough to draw a bit of blood. splurges on recording orbits from the magic tower so he can capture you during your sessions. when he can’t stay and has to be away from you because of how demanding his duties can be, he watches them and let’s himself cum at least four times. he made a rule that if you’re away with each other and touches yourselves thinking of the other, then you must send an emergency communication alert to the communication orb to ask permission if either of you can come. has a hobby of picking up your limp body by wrapping a hand around your neck as he fucks you from behind. as you whine out, “i can’t... i can’t take anymore,” he hushes you softly, lowly encouraging you to hang on a bit more, that you’re being so good and that he will make sure to reward you greatly for being so good for him.
• the last one has a propriety glint in his eyes, after all, he’s stopped time for every single one of you just so they could properly use you without minding how long they’re taking. one look at him and you know, how impatient this man right now is. he settled you on his lap, a quick healing spell casted upon you. then you started grinding on his thigh, turned on with his twisted expression of possessiveness, jealousy, and impatience, your hands trying to muffle the sounds of your own pleasure. in retaliation of the intense jealousy he’s experiencing, he’s not letting you reach the high you so desperately wanted. he heard you whimper a soft plea, shifting closer to him as you did so. he adjusts you, now with your back facing him, and his arms wrapped around you, one on your chest and the other on your inner thigh, fingers needlessly teasing. then, he starts pleasuring you once more, strangled moans as you pray to whatever gods out there for him to let you come. still, he continued to just tease you near your end, torturously stopping just before it drives you over the edge. he continues to do this until you’re a proper mess; desperately gasping for air, panting, and letting out the neediest whines. still dazed as he finally compliments you for doing well and listening to him. to you, his voice and everything in within your vision is hazy, you can’t make out what he’s saying or what anyone is doing; all you can feel is his warm, hardened cock poking your back and the ache of wanting to finally cum. so he doesn’t waste anymore time and drives his cock into you and he lets himself bask on the feeling of your tightness around him, the squelching sounds that came from your joint bodies driving him feral and making him thrust into you with unbelievable pace. his once prim, proper and elegant face is gone, only unadulterated pleasure is left as he enjoys taking you. he kept powering into you, only focused on ravaging you so completely that all your inhibitions would dropped, too; so utterly destroyed that you’d feel mastered, owned, and consumed by him. “are you close? i can feel you squeezing my cock so tightly, darling. but you have to wait—“ you let out a whining sob, a protest that you don’t want and are not willing to wait even a second longer for your approaching climax, and he chuckled, the annoying bastard. “don’t worry, all you need to do is wait for me. i want us to come together, darling. you’ll do that for me, won’t you?” soon, your orgasm has finally came; and you came with an almost violent tremor wracking your whole body. you felt him grabbed a handful of your hair, you let out a small hiss as you felt the room go cold. then he’s drilling his cock into you even more; every forward slam of hips unapologetically violent. feral. and unrestrained. he couldn’t slow down as he felt your orgasm wrack your entire body. he forcefully turned your face towards his, “yes, take a good look at who’s owning you now, your highness” his tone insolent, he couldn’t slow down his pace at all. soon, your reaching another high, this time, you can feel just how intense it would be and anticipation clawed at you. his hands weren’t gentle, nor were his mouth as he trailed bites along your upper back. when it came, the burning stings of pain only pushed all sorts of your hot buttons, highlighting the indescribable pleasure he brought you. he slammed into you one last time, then began emptying himself inside you, “come, your highness,” you didn’t think you could come again as your first orgasm has been so intense, but it did. if your first was intense, now you’re coming in an explosive orgasm, wrecking you from the inside out, shattering you into tiny little pieces and sending all of you crumbling. you felt so sapped out of energy, your orgasm— so explosive and devastating— pretty much drained you so entirely. you slumped on your bed, shuddering and fighting to breathe, your brain completely shutting out. and you barely registered as he picked you up gently to sprawl you over his chest while he lay on his back.
those who chose the reverse harem fic, here it is! thank u for the feedback on my og post. im not sure if you wanted to be tagged so do tell me if you want to be untagged: @nebulosa-lady , @beyzaakadeku , @aineloveslatte1 , @a-person-with-many-likes , @msvaniilabean , @ccurheart.
I found an article written by a woman who pretended to be 11 year old girl online for 7 days, and it has a lot of descriptions of online sexual abuse of minors, but with the right point of view; minors cannot consent and have no agency in being sexually abused online, and it’s on adults to protect them from ever being put in the danger of becoming a target of predator. I’m going to post a link because I want all my underage followers to know how predators online talk, what they will say and demand of you, and to recognize on spot when someone is trying to sexually abuse you. If anyone has ever talked to you in this way online, if you recognize any of that behavior in someone you chat with, you should know that what they’re doing is illegal and a crime against you. You are more than allowed to shut that conversation down and block the predators, and if you can, report them. Nothing that happened in those conversations is remotely your fault, and just the fact that you were exposed to something like that means this world has failed you. Here’s the article.
MY CURRENT SELF IS LACKING IN A LOT OF THINGS INCLUDINF RHE RIGHT SKINTONE AND MY HAIR IS DEFINITELY NOT THAT STRAIGHT BUT WE DONT TALK ABR THAT YEAH HERE'S ME AND LITTLE ME YEAH AHA
tagging: @spadecentral @theheavilyindulgentgoat @kirans-wonderland @kr15dr33murr @sidra-29 @cherrys-sweetness @jackiecronefield @bby-sparkler @tulipluvlettr @chamomirl @astiesgoldenberry @deucesthighs + anyone else that would like to join!
WAA THANK YOU SM FOR THE TAG!! YOU TOO @bby-sparkler <3
I still have these stupid glasses and dark circles, but my style in clothes clearly have changed as well as my bangs. I think you can see the difference between these two lmao!!
Anw here's mine , as you can see I'm more comfortable with short hair since it doesn't bother me much when I'm doing something + I refused to wear a glasses again since I think I look ugly with it 😭
Tagging : @fualst @fuhimiya @tomago @gabirii @miloticbish @asethphyxiation and anyone are free to join too!!
This reminds me of kindergarten when my mom forces me to get a hair cut exactly like dora, not being able to talk to anyone without getting told i look like Dora, now i can freely cut my hair myself 😍😍🔥🔥(hell yeah my skintone change the past 10 years no joke the sun here is insane)
@kunikame @kzmeru @skylofties @solaaresque i don't have any more ppl to tag help (i do but i barely interact w them gn) feel free to join or ignore 🔥🔥😍
thank you for the tag gabri, this is so cute and was super fun to do!!
in kindergarten + 1st to 5th grade elementary i was forced to wear my hair in high ponytails or other quirky hairdos (with lots of hairclips) cuz my mom enjoyed making me look girly when she was home and cuz my grandparents didnt know how else to do my hair so it would be out of my face when she wasnt. safe to say i had a lot of headaches and the moment i took over my visuals i didnt do ponytail unless my hair was greasy. anyway yeah got hit by the trauma bus and now here we are
i used to have silky hair when i was a kid now my hair is MESSY AND THICK ASF ,, god i remember having these bangs wherein i could barely see shit at that point ☝️
🏷️ : all of my moots r DEAD or has alr done this so idk who to tag, anyone may try !!
literally nothing major has ever changed abt me; be it looks, personality, or expressions. i think only i cut my hair short sometimes now and my hair parting is now in the middle instead of the side bangs? idk what to call it 😭👍 (oh and also, adult me can fight now... so that’s that!)
I know you can context Tumblr support or something if you are shadow banned
yup, i alr did! but it’s still taking so~ much time 🥲 im jus a bit bummed out bc im so bored hhhh if you guys see this jus interact with me.... talk to me abt anything ! or send it some requests~
i also asked some of my friends who were “shadowbanned” or honestly, restricted and it lasted a month for a few and even more for some 😭😭😭
im on a ban rn... i can’t see my dms and im gone from tags. therefore, until my acc gets back to normal, i might not post 🥲 sorry for this! i either let it pass or it’d be huge help if some of you guys can rb my content instead.
but this is a reminder for everyone. do not spam like my content. if you do, at least reblog a couple of post because i might be seen as a bot and get banned again like this.
it’s been three days... this is driving me insane 😭 what else do i gotta doooo !!!!! everyone say anything in my asks or sumn 😭😭😭 go wilddddd im so bored
im on a ban rn... i can’t see my dms and im gone from tags. therefore, until my acc gets back to normal, i might not post 🥲 sorry for this! i either let it pass or it’d be huge help if some of you guys can rb my content instead.
but this is a reminder for everyone. do not spam like my content. if you do, at least reblog a couple of post because i might be seen as a bot and get banned again like this.
Is it cool to request Haejoon’s reaction to his crush who is a friend to him, seeking advice on confessing to someone they love who is not him? It’s fine to do a headcanon or a oneshot, it’s up to you :)
thank you so much for requesting, starburst777 ♡ this was a fun request to write because it’s cool to explore just how unhinge my ocs can be. i hope this is to your liking! if there’s anything else, don’t hesitate to tell me ♡ [also sorry it took some time to post/answer ㅠㅡㅠ]
╰₊✧ ﾟ⚬𓂂➢ [haejoon character profile]
* ・✦⇢ contents :: yandere!oc with a darling who wants to confess to someone else [hcs + scenarios] 1.9k
* ・✦⇢ additional notes :: can be read as gender neutral. no particulars were described.
* :: [important ! the use of -ah in one’s name can determine closeness or affection towards another person. usually used by an older gen but people close in age or the same age friend groups also use as a way of casual speaking.
* saying ya/yah (an informal way of saying hey) is considered rude when saying to an older person even if they’re only a year older or even someone who has a higher rank than you (eg. if you’re superior or any sunbae at a workplace is younger than you, formal speech will still apply to them even if they’re younger)
* sunbae = senior , hoobae = junior]
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ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏~ ☆゜haejoon with a darling who wants to confess to someone else !
ʚ ﹒ ﹕ ̟乀 kang haejoon !
* `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ in this scenario, it will be more hypothetical and just talks about confessing to someone. it was sort of the aftermath of your break up with someone; haejoon and you were alone in a club room, waiting for everyone else to arrive as only the both of you had an empty schedule before club time.
* `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ in this scenario, it will be more hypothetical and just talks about confessing to someone. it was sort of the aftermath of your break up with someone; haejoon and you were alone in a club room, waiting for everyone else to arrive as only the both of you had an empty schedule before club time.
“sunbae, have you ever dated?” haejoon’s expression remained calm; however, if you looked closely, you can see that his pupils were shaking. he was stuck because he once read in some sort of self help book that talking about your past relationships with a person you’re interested with will never be a good thing. mind going about a hundred miles per second, he settled on honesty. if it was anyone else, he’d bury it and take it to his grave, instead, it was you. you will appreciate his honestly more than any sort of falseness.
“huh... well, not really? honestly... it’s a bit embarrassing to say but i haven’t been with anyone at all,” he sheepishly replied. he doesn’t particularly care about having relationships because he generally don’t really see people as people, he just doesn’t know whether he will look uncool because of his inexperience in your eyes. that was his only concern.
truthfully, if he hadn’t memorised you, he might think you’re finally gaining an interest in him. but he has to remind himself over and over— albeit, only in his own head— that this is you. you’re not asking because you see him as a potential love interest, you’re only asking because of pure curiosity.
he was proven right moments later when you told him, “i’ve been thinking... about relationships and stuff”
with an aching heart, despite trying to convince himself he didn’t have any expectations anyway, he could only reply with a soft “oh yeah? lets hear it, [name]-ah”
“hm... i was thinking, i thought that back then, romantic relationships were very important. but now that i’ve experienced it, it just feels like... every other relationship. um, how do i say this....” he only looks at you, encouraging you to continue with a rare small smile.
“whether it’s friendships, relationships, or whatever... anyways, it’s just like any other person to person type of relationship, nothing more and nothing less? just like... how i try to be considerate and somehow mindful towards people i consider friends or family, a romantic partnership is TJE same. so that... i couldn’t just accept anyone’s confessions just because i thought i wouldn’t be able to date in this lifetime...” as you say that, haejoon’s eyes widen just a tiny bit, and for some reason, you could see relief on his face. you continued, “and also... you know too, right sunbae? everyone always says i’m too pessimistic and that i do not know how to love someone... i just thought if i get into a relationship... it may not seem that way as much anymore.”
“so, you’re saying that you accepted because you thought this was your only chance? and it wasn’t that you liked him?”
“well... yea? i guess i had a positive feeling about him somewhat for me to accept him right?”
“hm... then, wasn’t that just because you were dating him in name?”
a pregnant pause came as you could only gape as you ponder over your sunbae’s words. it wasn’t entirely impossible. in fact, if you were being honest, it was more possible than it was impossible.
“perhaps... i was really curious about what it was like dating because everyone kept making a fuss about it. it felt like i only liked the title so i... huh”
“well, it’s a bit of a shock,” he reached out to play with the ends of your hair, a sly smile on his lips, “worrying that nobody will like you...” he paused, seemingly shy.
“if you ever want anyone, just have me. go come to me,”
“what the... sunbae! are you tempted by me too? eyyy~ don’t be like that, it’s exhausting to be this wanted~”
haejoon burst into a fit of laughter, holding onto your shoulders as he laughed soundlessly, body shaking.
“well, why not~ let’s go build an empire together once you graduate~”
“....sunbae, on the other hand, that doesn’t sound like a bad idea. i want to establish a good company, too.”
“right? doesn’t it sound nice?”
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* `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ in this instance, if you love someone who is not haejoon, he will honestly gaslight you to hell just so you will think and convince yourself otherwise.
* `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ if he was just a bit more sane and normal, he would’ve let you experience those things and let you go. but haejoon has long since realised that he’s not exactly normal and that he’s not exactly willing to let you go, despite never having the guts to confess. however, no other people are allowed. this time, he’s not willing to let you go roam and explore those type of feelings if not with him.
* `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ reuniting with you made him so, so happy. and in his mind, if this isn’t fate, then what is? therefore, he decided that he’s ready to own you completely. after all, he’s let you spread your wings enough all these years, no? but what are you suddenly talking about... having feelings for someone else? loving someone else? why do you have to go and think such useless things when you have him?
“sunbae,” you were hanging out with haejoon, it’s been a few months since both of you has reunited. and if you’re being honest, you were slightly disappointed in yourself that you let the contact between the two of you vanish once he graduated.
with a quiet hum, he turned to you, head tilted.
“um... this might sound weird but... may i ask for your thoughts?”
“always,”
a slight awkwardness filled you, you’re unsure how to receive your sunbae’s boundless affection towards you. now that you’re aware that he has always looked out for you instead of what you originally had thought of him trying to bother you then, you don’t know how to make it up to him. not that he wanted you to, but knowing that just doubles the mix of guilt and gratefulness you felt towards him.
“i just wanted to get your advice on something...” you looked away, fiddling with your fingers anxiously.
“anything,” he said with a slight smile.
“you see... i think... this time, i’ve... finally... f-fallen for someone,” your face was calm, however, haejoon could notice the slight flush and shyness you’re feeling. gripping the end of your sleeves, you look at him expectantly.
haejoon’s mind was working harder than ever before. truthfully, his time away from you should’ve dulled his feelings and yet, here he is: he didn’t think it was possible for him to have such a devastating devotion towards you even more now, but he was proven wrong the day he met you once again. of course, it wasn’t like he was totally unprepared for that. not when his hired informants had told him that you’re frequently in that area. that’s right, your accidental reunion wasn’t so accidental, after all. if need be, he will make it your absolute fate to be tied to him one way or another.
“you think?” a pause, “hmm... based on my observations ever since we’ve met again, you don’t seem so in love though? ya, my precious hoobae~ won’t you trust this sunbae who knows you more than anyone, hm?”
“oh. is that so?” you slight frown, unconvinced. you were quite a self aware person, but it is also quite true that your sunbae knows you more than anyone you know, probably even yourself. what if you’re just convincing yourself of liking someone just to prove you can once again?
“it might not be the case but... i want you to be absolutely sure, since you are such a precious person to me,” he smiled, clutching your hands as if to relay his sincerity.
“that’s true too... but sunbae, if my feelings are serious, you will support me right? i mean, i don’t know about these things and since you’re also a guy... it might help getting your perspective.”
“yes, of course. i’ll gladly help my [yn]-ah with everything.”
“thanks... i feel strangely comforted with that,”
haejoon beamed, happy that you feel at ease with him now. back then, it was so hard even just getting a meal or being alone with you. he could feel the alertness and wariness in your entire body. you hid it well but never from him; to him you were like a hissing cat that you yourself seem to adore. but now, it felt like you truly have warmed up to him and even initiate closing the gap between the two of you.
if that was the case, how could he ever let himself allow anyone else to have you now? even if it is your will, he simply can’t allow such a thing to happen. not again. if you truly wanted to confess, a little threat to that useless person will be easy. after that, he will be your only support through the inevitable heartbreak it will cause. he also has the option to send that bastard far, far away. he knows you might not be willing to start a long distance relationship, especially if it’s something new.
he ran every single possible scenario in his head and calculated that no matter what, it will be a win for him. therefore, all he did was caress your hands a little.
“[yn]-ah... you haven’t forgotten have you?” lost in your own self-reflection, his voice brought you back to life.
“hm, yes? yeah?”
“i told you before, right?” there was something strangely seductive in his eyes, mouth slightly curved into a smile, “if you want to have anyone, just come to me. you can have me,” instead of the unworthy people that seems to hover around you.
“what...” a dumbfounded pause, “what are you talking about again?!”
“once you find out your real intentions and it turns out you just want someone, don’t go far... just come to me, hm?”
“but...”
“you dislike it? you don’t like the thought of having me?”
“ya! ... this sunbae, don’t say terrible things.. seriously. it’s not that... it’s just,”
ignoring your informal speech despite using honourifics he tried convincing you even further, “i am far more trustworthy than any guy you’ve ever met,”
“that’s debatable,” you jest
“this rude... anyway. you don’t dislike it, right? i don’t think i’m quite a bad catch... although you’re the only girl who’s ever really been not afraid of me... you know it too right? i also don’t have any romantic experience because people are too wary of my background and... my personality.”
“sunbae... has everyone realised your two face? well, you do have quite a terrible personality,”
while it’s true that he was lacking proper dating experience; it was not because of others but him. he had everyone throwing themselves at him so it wasn’t hard to get anyone. he also has a face everyone liked. however, all he could offer those people was a good time in bed to release all his pent up stress. he will never be in a useless relationship when his end goal has always been belonging with you.
“yes, yes. but this time, i really mean it. you know i won’t ever joke about these things right?”
“hmm”
“come on, [yn]-ah. this has never changed back then, it won’t change now.”
mind go brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr whomst is de fourth guy!!!! actually!!! whomst are they !! we need the namessssss for the harem men !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
hehe their identities will be revealed soon! hm, perhaps just after i post about the twins? but if it’s the fourth guy, i can give a little hint (that’s not really little considering it’s kinda??? implied in the fic) he’s an archmage !
Here is your proof 🧎♀️🧎♀️🛐🛐🛐. Also I think personally don't pay attention if something is too long just focus on writing what you want to write. Another personally thing is I'd recommend working on the character profiles because then you have an idea of their looks and personality more and you can look back to it if needed.
hdkdjdkdjd?!¥?${$??$!$? anon... aren’t you very serious abt these twins. now im even more pressure to do exceptionally well for them... 😣 and i get that, hmm.. but how should i put it... i am not very sure if my skills are up to par with the length of my writing hhhhh i just started writing again so im a bit unsure as a writer if i can pull it off without boring the readers.
as for the profiles and their personalities, i already have that. in fact, i have about three-four posts regarding the twins and all of it has drafts and layouts done! im just having a feel for the final piece and need to decide how i go on about it since... i already scraped five drafts for the first post alone hdjjdjd
anyways, your determination moved me so i might work on this faster than i anticipated. thank you for waiting and sorry for making u wait, anon~ 🥲
first of all, prove that you’re actually on your knees. hsjsjdjdj
honestly, i’ve written a long piece for it but scratched everything cos i feel like it’s so long... so it’s taking awhile to post ... im just a bit unsure how to format it and whether i should work on their profile or the smut i’ve already started hfjfjfj if you have any thoughts or preference... tell me and it might help with my indecisiveness 😣
but on a much brighter side, it will definitely come out :) just later than the expected first week of jan ! (it’s alr in my drafts, albeit unfinished)
* ・✦⇢ contents :: wherein one day, the seven men in your life, decided to put aside their differences and pass you around. [reverse harem] [3,065 words]
* ・✦⇢ warnings/cw :: general yandere themes, filth, sexual themes, you’re getting used and passed around, slight dacryphilia, slight degradation, some m undertones (one of the concubines), smut !!, mention of violence (not to darling or the concubines), possessive behaviour, edging, overstimulation. those who are not of age (minors) dni !
* ・✦⇢ additional notes :: hello everyone! this is my first time (attempting) to write gn!reader smut so be kind ㅠㅡㅠ i am honestly not very sure if this is how you do it or if it’s written well enough but since a promise is a promise, here it is. do let me know if this is okay though ! now is the time i would greatly appreciate feedbacks regarding this since i want to know whether or not everyone liked it (or if you didn’t). hopefully, i was able to do it well and can convey what i wanted properly.
* :: this post is gender neutral and no explicit body parts are particularly mentioned for the readers, therefore, everyone is free to read it! although, if i missed it or something, let me know! because as far as i know, no particulars were ever mentioned. reader is smaller than all concubines tho ! if i missed any warnings/tags lmk!
* :: likes/reblogs and feedbacks are always appreciated! my ask is open for reqs~
CAN YOU STAY UP ALL NIGHT? FUCK ME TIL THE DAYLIGHT !
• the first one loves tormenting you. not in a sadistic sense, but more likely because he couldn’t get enough of you. raised in a holy kingdom where he spent most of his days training to become a paladin, and taking an oath to never let desire rule his life until he found a person whom he will spend the rest of his days with, he was eternally glad that he found you after fulfilling that oath. in his mind, if he were to see you in the premise of the holy kingdom, he wouldn’t be able to keep up the lifestyle he grew accustomed to. with his unlimited stamina, he kept going and using your body for both your pleasures. you remember how once, he fucked you for three days straight, only pausing between meals and catnaps (bath times are spent with him still inside you and depending on both your patience, you either just warm his cock until it’s over or you both end up fucking once more). you wouldn’t have believed your body was capable of having that much stamina— despite already having an above average one— it was all thanks to his healing powers. once he starts noticing your tired, fucked out form, he quickly provides your body with healing energy, and continues once your body regains its normal level. he’s a very eager man; so enthusiastic and so very attentive to your needs. he’s had you writhing in pleasure all by yourself before he even takes you, peppering your entire face with kisses until he gets to your neck and trails it with open mouthed, wet kisses. once he gets to your chest, he’s marking you like a madman while calling you the sweetest of names and singing praises, yet somehow, it all feels so inherently filthy coming from the very holy looking man. he fucks you hard and fast, as if afraid that if he slowed down even for a nanosecond, you’d disappear. he torments you with his insatiability, all the while, the only thing you could ever think is where and how can he learn to be this filthy?
• the second one loves taking his time. contrary to the very first time you did it with him, wherein he came undone before he even began fully touching you, the following times he took you, he savoured every inch of you like he has all the time in the world. and his hands calculatingly takes you apart; his large hands pressing at your thighs and spreading them apart. caressing your entire body until you’re whimpering and gasping for him. in full honestly, he is severely obsessed with how small you are against him. the visual drives him absolutely insane. from his entire physique, down to his cock, everything. revels in the way you suck his cock the most, even if he doesn’t admit it. he loved the way you struggle to take all of him in your mouth and how much you indulge him when he requests you maintain eye contact. he needs to come in your mouth, making you swallow all of it, at least twice before he’s lifting you up, making you bounce on his cock while standing up. he needed to leave a Mark on you, wants to ensure you’ll be able to still feel him even after he’s done with you. then when he’s fucking you, he loves the way he can hold both of your hands with only one of his hand, pinning it above your head as he watched you struggle take all of his cock inside you, completely entranced. but he especially loves the way you ride him, or tell him what to do. he loves when you take full control despite the size difference between the two of you. but he becomes an absolute heart-eyed fool when you’re on top of him, telling him how good he feels inside you. he also loves the way you make his cock sore, so sore. he loves the torture on his overstimulated dick, moaning at the feeling of you tightening around his already sore cock as you continue to bounce on top of him, riding out your high. he finds it rather difficult to leave you then, and the sweet pain of the proof of a little too much love making, concentrated at the tip of his abused cock.
• the third one drags you to filth with his mouth as he hammers into you. “you might be the most noble of them all in this empire, your highness,” he smirked, “but right now, you’re nothing but a filthy whore waiting for everyone to have their turn with you.” and you know it shouldn’t make you clench harder or make your back arch even more so you could take him even more, but it did. and as your body further betrays you, you tried to suppress the lewd noises you were making. “tell me, does your imperial father know that his most trusted knight and the commander of the imperial guard fucked your throat raw and had all of his cum swallowed, not a drop getting out of that greedy mouth of yours?” he taunted you, “or perhaps, you’re already aroused before we even began because your head was already filled with such obscene thoughts unbefitting of your status while you’re supposed to be focusing on the grand meeting?” and instead of answering him, you only made a noise of protest when he slowed down his pace. “answer me or you don’t get to come.” he stated, eyes serious. “i’ll come inside you again and again,” he said while pushing on your abdomen, “but i will stop every time you feel like coming.” he mocked your begging gaze, already spilling his seed inside you as he did so, a little smirk on his face as he proves just how much he meant all his words. he’s a sly one, while he’s not much into too much kinky stuff, he loves the way your eyes tear up whenever you’re desperately in need of an orgasm, or when the pressure of his cock is too much for you to handle so he teases you and your body until he hears you desperately begging, your previous attempts of not wanting to cease control, all but forgotten. gets drunk in the way you crumble underneath him.
• the fourth one has a lot to give, whether it’s room to breathe, praises, or when he’s filling you up with all of his cum. his big, calloused hands massaged your body as he infused a bit of magic to take away the fatigue he’s beginning to see. he eases the tension in your body, expertly moving his hands to your pressure points so you could feel relieved; despite how kind he’s treating your body, however, all he could whisper is, “how filthy, your highness,” he smiled sweetly, “you seem to enjoy being passed around us like this... was being with one of us not as satisfying anymore now that you’ve tasted this? if you enjoy it this much... maybe we, as your men, should put all our differences aside and use you like this more often, hmm?” his taunt could only make you softly grunt, burying your face in the crook of his neck, he laughs mockingly as he teased you some more, hands dangerously falling lower on your back. next thing you know, the hands that were expertly relieving your soreness, are now expertly moving onto even filthier places, caressing your body. feeling his finger against your tight hole, you let out a small gasp. he whispers, “now, now. be good for me, darling.” as he takes his stretching you for him and makes sure you’re ready enough. as he prepares to enter you, you could only wince as you recall how big this man holding you right now is. how is it possible that most of the men in your little harem has a cock to boast about? but your thoughts are cut off when he swiftly moves inside you; filling you up so, so perfectly. he’s got you completely weak that you slumped against him, mewling, telling him to move for you. then he does. and he’s whispering the sweetest praises he could give you, eyeing your other men provokingly, displaying you to everyone and gloating how good he can make you feel— especially, how easily he can make you submit all control to him. and as you let out a needy whine, chanting ‘yes, yes, yes’ like a prayer to whatever it is that he’s saying; whether it may be if you’re good for him, want his cock, or if he should fill you up with his cum. he has you mindlessly whimpering, while his teeth refuses to let go a section of your neck as he relentlessly pounds into you. and you beg for more, so he has you settled on your back, pressed in half, to ready you for the oncoming load of his cum and more to come. he has truly achieved fucking you stupid. so he coos at you, almost sincerely, telling you how much you look good for him this way, looking so stupid as you can only beg him to fill you up with cum, his thrusts never once slowing down. then he has you cumming, your legs shaking uncontrollably, spasming around him making him groan lowly, with your throat aching from a broken scream you let out. after a few more rounds and he pulls out, he watches his cum oozing out of you, pushing his fingers in to keep it back. overall, despite his godly hands and honey coated praises; he’s the one who wants to break you, he craves your body and wanted to make it submit to him and him alone, he loves the way your voice can’t even come out as your brain loses all its function and can only focus on the pleasure he can bring you.
• the fifth one loves depriving you. he’s a tease but unlike the others, he doesn’t do it as much. he’s got your eyes covered with the finest silk, something he couldn’t have easily obtained with his current status. as he takes you from behind, grasping and fondling your ass, he’s got his pair of psychic hands pin you to place. he finds out your little fetish of being held down and being helpless against someone as they take you to be very interesting, and something he can do— quite often at that. he didn’t care how much you whined when he upped his pace thrusting into you. the view of your ass jiggling every time he pounded into you harshly, blindfolded and held down was a sight to behold. instead of asking you what you want or even giving you instructions on how he wants you, he’s doing it himself; handling you as he makes you give absolute submission. he would do you in any way, form, or position that he’d like until you’re reduced into a mere blubbering mess. and whenever you try to catch up to him and move by yourself, his hands are already on you— psychic or physical, depending if one is busy doing the other. he loves the way you can utter such obscene language, cursing to death as you try to whine for an orgasm. “such a needy little thing, your highness. it’s truly unfortunate for others that only we get to see you this way. we’d have to have anyone who are not us never see you, nor hear you lest they wanted their eyes gauged, or tongue cut off as no one can ever know how lewd our perfect little royal highness is.”
• the sixth one, despite being a virgin, made you feel so good that you wondered whether or not he was telling the entire truth when he confessed never touching anyone sexually before you. with his innate flirtatious nature, and glib tongue befitting of the top merchant that he is, it totally could’ve fooled you. as the richest man in the empire, he has all the resources to know how to make someone feel good. and good, did he make you feel. the travelling merchant only got better as your escapades continue; if you’ve ever met a worshipper, he has to be it. he goes feral whenever he sees you in any pretty clothing— in this case, any and every clothing— and will not be able to resist you in anything. his confidence gets a huge boost whenever you chant his name in a whispered prayer, clutching at him tightly as he makes you ride out your own release. his love bites are more akin to vampire marks, he loves leaving it when he can and he absolutely loves it when you give up wearing something that can expose them. he loves the idea that he is the sole person who knows why exactly their precious little highness is wearing a high neck even if it is scorching hot. sometimes, he bites hard enough to draw a bit of blood. splurges on recording orbits from the magic tower so he can capture you during your sessions. when he can’t stay and has to be away from you because of how demanding his duties can be, he watches them and let’s himself cum at least four times. he made a rule that if you’re away with each other and touches yourselves thinking of the other, then you must send an emergency communication alert to the communication orb to ask permission if either of you can come. has a hobby of picking up your limp body by wrapping a hand around your neck as he fucks you from behind. as you whine out, “i can’t... i can’t take anymore,” he hushes you softly, lowly encouraging you to hang on a bit more, that you’re being so good and that he will make sure to reward you greatly for being so good for him.
• the last one has a propriety glint in his eyes, after all, he’s stopped time for every single one of you just so they could properly use you without minding how long they’re taking. one look at him and you know, how impatient this man right now is. he settled you on his lap, a quick healing spell casted upon you. then you started grinding on his thigh, turned on with his twisted expression of possessiveness, jealousy, and impatience, your hands trying to muffle the sounds of your own pleasure. in retaliation of the intense jealousy he’s experiencing, he’s not letting you reach the high you so desperately wanted. he heard you whimper a soft plea, shifting closer to him as you did so. he adjusts you, now with your back facing him, and his arms wrapped around you, one on your chest and the other on your inner thigh, fingers needlessly teasing. then, he starts pleasuring you once more, strangled moans as you pray to whatever gods out there for him to let you come. still, he continued to just tease you near your end, torturously stopping just before it drives you over the edge. he continues to do this until you’re a proper mess; desperately gasping for air, panting, and letting out the neediest whines. still dazed as he finally compliments you for doing well and listening to him. to you, his voice and everything in within your vision is hazy, you can’t make out what he’s saying or what anyone is doing; all you can feel is his warm, hardened cock poking your back and the ache of wanting to finally cum. so he doesn’t waste anymore time and drives his cock into you and he lets himself bask on the feeling of your tightness around him, the squelching sounds that came from your joint bodies driving him feral and making him thrust into you with unbelievable pace. his once prim, proper and elegant face is gone, only unadulterated pleasure is left as he enjoys taking you. he kept powering into you, only focused on ravaging you so completely that all your inhibitions would dropped, too; so utterly destroyed that you’d feel mastered, owned, and consumed by him. “are you close? i can feel you squeezing my cock so tightly, darling. but you have to wait—“ you let out a whining sob, a protest that you don’t want and are not willing to wait even a second longer for your approaching climax, and he chuckled, the annoying bastard. “don’t worry, all you need to do is wait for me. i want us to come together, darling. you’ll do that for me, won’t you?” soon, your orgasm has finally came; and you came with an almost violent tremor wracking your whole body. you felt him grabbed a handful of your hair, you let out a small hiss as you felt the room go cold. then he’s drilling his cock into you even more; every forward slam of hips unapologetically violent. feral. and unrestrained. he couldn’t slow down as he felt your orgasm wrack your entire body. he forcefully turned your face towards his, “yes, take a good look at who’s owning you now, your highness” his tone insolent, he couldn’t slow down his pace at all. soon, your reaching another high, this time, you can feel just how intense it would be and anticipation clawed at you. his hands weren’t gentle, nor were his mouth as he trailed bites along your upper back. when it came, the burning stings of pain only pushed all sorts of your hot buttons, highlighting the indescribable pleasure he brought you. he slammed into you one last time, then began emptying himself inside you, “come, your highness,” you didn’t think you could come again as your first orgasm has been so intense, but it did. if your first was intense, now you’re coming in an explosive orgasm, wrecking you from the inside out, shattering you into tiny little pieces and sending all of you crumbling. you felt so sapped out of energy, your orgasm— so explosive and devastating— pretty much drained you so entirely. you slumped on your bed, shuddering and fighting to breathe, your brain completely shutting out. and you barely registered as he picked you up gently to sprawl you over his chest while he lay on his back.
those who chose the reverse harem fic, here it is! thank u for the feedback on my og post. im not sure if you wanted to be tagged so do tell me if you want to be untagged: @nebulosa-lady , @beyzaakadeku , @aineloveslatte1 , @a-person-with-many-likes , @msvaniilabean , @ccurheart.
i’ll be posting the yandere!reverse harem stuff i have before i end up tucking tails and running away. it’s my first time writing gn smut so i hope everyone can be understanding if it’s not good hdkhdkfjfj
i got this notif around christmas but forgot to post. but it’s better late than never ! thank you again for liking my works. i hope i can continue to write things that are worthy to like~
