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&team 🐺: kfumanicholaseuijooyumajo

boynextdoor 🏡: sunghoriwoojaehyuntaesanleehan

txt 👑: yeonjunsoobinbeomgyutaehyunhyuka

other groups: enhypenriize

other tags: favssfwnsfwsuggestive audiolinkstextmisc idols

I identify the most with the woman who has a green velvet ribbon around her neck and keeps being like "DONT untie my neck ribbon or something really bad will happen" and then her husband unties the ribbon and her head falls off. this is extremely real to me. spent my whole life like "please don't do this thing to me or really bad stuff will happen" and everyone around me being like "that sounds fake" and doing it anyway. and then my head fell off!

i have always been openly trusting and i think that's part of the reason i keep getting so hurt. my heart really is on my sleeve and when people misunderstand my intentions, it hurts so bad. i have to learn how to guard my heart better and be more picky about the people i let into my space/the reason i let them in because im so tired of feeling utter heartbreak like this. i give everyone the benefit of the doubt because i can't trust only my perspective, but i definitely don't get that wiggle room back. i have been accused and ignored and micro aggressed and completely invalidated by people i wholeheartedly trusted with my vulnerability. i wanna be more confident removing people from my life when they hurt me, but i hate losing people. i wanna believe if i go back in time and say everything perfectly, things will be better, people will respect me and my emotions, people will actually want to listen to what i have to say. but i can't be perfect and i can only see where i went wrong after ive already arrived there, and by then, it's too late. im tired of explaining myself, not because people have hurt me, but because it's just exhausting, and i never get explanations back. im left to wonder, wander. sometimes, people cut me out of their lives so easily that i wonder how much i truly mattered in the first place. i know ill heal, and be able to look back positively, but right now, i feel so hurt, and bummed, and insulted, and disrespected. i can't wait for those feelings to go away, and the only way i can escape them right now is by being high, but then i have to have the comedown, which is horrid. it's my fault i pour so much effort into everyone, but i always thought everyone deserved it. why shouldn't i lay myself bare to the people i love? shouldn't i feel safe to do so? i don't wanna hide or shove down my instinct to be vulnerable, open, and loving, but at moments like these, i wish i had. i don't want to overthink my loving, inviting nature. i wanna be silly and fun and have the confidence to be vulnerable and never regret that vulnerability, but i still regret it, always. to let people make judgments on me when it turns out they don't know me as well as i thought they did. to allow people to decide for themselves what kind of person i am. i thought i was seen, but apparently i was only making things awkward and weird. to think i was fully safe, accepted, and communicated with, only to learn how utterly wrong i was. to think adoration could be misconstrued as obsession. it is all so heartbreaking. i feel extremely unseen. everyone always suggests communication, but it has led me to so much trouble. im going to be more closed off and picky with who i open my heart to, even though it already feels like too late. i don't want to feel like this again.

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content warnings: fem!reader, suggestive, & swearing

author’s note: another old draft that i had a grand ol time writing lol,, which is the most accurate y’all?

© hrtfelt4u

im nervous about making new friends on tumblr esp because im getting to a point where i don't really wanna text ppl anymore, i just end up too disconnected from the real world, and i lost touch w a lot of the first few friends i made on tumblr but i do wanna somehow keep in touch with my new friends but !!! it's just like. when i joined tumblr there were so many writers that aren't around anymore and it's crazy to see like a new collection of writers come in and i wanna get to know themmmm but i hate textinggggg nowwwwwwwwwww

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hiii!! could you maybe do a morning sex with &Team? doesn't have to be rough or anything necessarily! i love your work!

warnings: morning sex, unprotected sex, nipple play, m and f receiving oral, riding, cumming inside, cum swallowing.

k…oh to have morning sex with k. i would never complain about anything again in my LIFE!! i feel like he’s just out like a light because he always works so hard during the day, so morning sex with him would be pretty lazy. he’d let you ride him slowly, pretty much just grinding your cunt back and forth on him. he’s happy to just let you do whatever you need to do to make yourself feel good. occasionally he’ll lazily thrust his hips up, loosely gripping your waist. “that’s it, baby, make yourself cum for me. doing so good.” you’d fall into his chest, and he’d bring his hand up to play with your hair or rub your back. you felt so safe with him, so domestic and happy. you’d cum with a cry of his name, stuffing your face in his neck. k doesn’t always cum, only when he actually wants to. he really just cares about whether or not you cum, always prioritizing your pleasure first. </3

fuma would get up very early, like still dark out, and get his day going while you’re still fast asleep. he’d do whatever he does for an hour or two—eat, workout, clean—and then he’ll check in on you again to see if you’re awake yet. some days he’ll crawl back into bed and cuddle you until you’re awake. other days, he’ll crawl back into bed, make his way under the covers, between your legs, and attach his mouth to your cunt. it was his favorite way to wake you up, and easily your favorite way to get woken up. sometimes, if you were really pent up, you’d wake up in the middle of your orgasm, your cunt clenching around his tongue and your legs shaking, and you’re so confused because you’re half asleep but cumming so hard :(. other times you’ll wake up and still have a few minutes to regain full consciousness, and actually get to enjoy the way he licks and nibbles on your clit before you’re cumming all over his tongue.

nicholas is ruthless </3. if he’s horny and you’re right there next to him, why the hell would he settle for his hand? if he’s not already spooning you, then he’d get into that position, pressing his cock against your ass and rutting shamelessly until it wakes you up. you’d be annoyed at first that he woke you up all just so he could get off, but your anger subsides quickly as soon as he enters you. that cock inside you makes you shut up REAL quick, and then all you could do is cry and moan softly as he fills you up, his thrusts slow and deep in the early hours. he sounds so pretty breathing heavily behind you, wrapping his arm around your waist to rub your clit. you’re both so sensitive that morning sex hardly ever lasts long. you cum first, wet and warm around his length, and his climax follows, where he dumps his load deep inside you and tucks your underwear back over your pussy, keeping his cum inside you. then rolls onto his back to catch his breath and falls back asleep lol.

ej is normally pretty shy and reserved about initiating sex, but in the morning…something takes over him </3. just feeling your sleeping, pliant body beside him, all warm and pretty, gets him so riled up. he’d run his hands up and down your body, feeling your smooth skin, pushing your pajama shirt up until it’s over your tits. exposed to the cool air, your nipples harden and euijoo just can’t resist anymore :(. he tilts his head down and attaches his mouth to one of your nipples, moaning as he sucks it between his lips. his hand rubs and pinches your neglected nipple, and it wouldn’t be long to get you to wake up. when you do awaken, he has you right where he wants you—needy and begging him to touch you, to eat your pussy, which he does happily, and ends the session fucking you back to sleep.

yuma really likes getting woken up to sexual favors. he loves waking up to you suckling on his tip, or rutting yourself against his thigh, or even positioning his cock against your hole. he can be a deep sleeper, and he cherishes sleeping in, so it’s usually you waking him up, and you never fail to get creative with it. but one day, one day you actually feel bad about waking him up, so you decide to just get the job done yourself. you bring a hand between your legs, rubbing your clit in little circles, and eventually you get so carried away that you don’t realize how loud you’re being. poor yuma ended up getting woken up either way, and he wasn’t pleased that you decided to do it without him. tiredly, he’d mutter something like “don’t bother doing it yourself, you know you need me.” and you’d just whimper because he was right, and he’d shove your hand out of the way, replacing it with his own and fingering you until you’re cumming all over his fingers.

jo surprisingly wakes up horny a lot. the only thing was that he would just be too shy to initiate anything with you. i mean, you’re sleeping so peacefully and prettily beside him. he can’t wake you just to fuck or get some head, so he usually opts to jerk himself off in the shower instead. but you knew this about jo, that more often than not, he woke up with a hard, aching cock. so one morning, you decided to surprise him. he’s asleep, but on the brink of waking up when you decide to pull his cock out of his boxers and take him into your mouth. you wrap your lips around his pink tip, licking up his precum before taking him down the rest of your throat. “oh, fuck,” he’d mumble, dazed as he slowly woke up. he’d be so, so sensitive in the mornings too. you swore it would only take about 2-3 minutes of sucking his dick before he was gasping and shooting cum down your throat.

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good morning, baby

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waking up yuma to head

w: oral (y!rec) , language , softdom!reader , sub!yuma, overstimulation, yuma crying

n: yuma has been bias wrecking me like crazy so i thought of this lol enjoy! (oh, and happy new years!!)

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one thing you loved about your relationship was that you and yuma didn’t keep secrets from each other. you knew everything—every habit, every thought, every fantasy. and one of yours was something you’d never been shy about sharing.

you’d always wanted to wake him up by giving him head. you’d told him more times than you could count, half-teasing, half-promising. yuma was never opposed—he just waited, patient and knowing, for you to finally act on it.

the last time you brought it up was two days ago. and still… you hadn’t done it yet.

but this morning was the morning.

you’d had a wet dream about him, and that alone was enough to leave you restless. when you looked over, you saw the older boy still asleep, his right arm tucked beneath his head while his left rested flat against his stomach. you couldn’t help but smile—this man was adorable.

you sat up slowly, careful not to wake him. the blanket was pulled off him completely before you leaned down, pressing soft kisses along his neck.

he didn’t budge. being a deep sleeper definitely had its perks.

you moved lower, placing gentle kisses along his stomach as you carefully shifted his arm out of the way. he wasn’t wearing any pants, which made things easier. the tattoo he’d recently gotten was on full display, and it made you clench your thighs. somehow, he managed to look even sexier while asleep.

your hands reached his boxers, slowly pulling them down while your eyes stayed on his face. his eyebrow twitched, a quiet snore slipping past his lips, but he didn’t wake.

your right hand immediately wrapped around him, rubbing slowly at first before moving with more intent. your focus narrowed to the feeling beneath your palm.

you felt his leg twitch, and when he still didn’t wake, it only encouraged you. you kissed the tip a few times, using your tongue until he began to harden fully.

you opened your mouth and took him in, sinking all the way down to the base.

that was when he started to stir.

his right arm moved from behind his head as you continued, a quiet gag slipping from your throat. his eyebrows furrowed, and a low groan left him—still half asleep, still unaware of exactly what was happening.

it wasn’t until you started using your hands too that he began to fully wake, the pleasure overpowering him. he looked down, even rubbing his eyes as if to make sure he was seeing right. you were still focused, unaware of his gaze on you.

then his hand came to your head, gripping your hair. you looked up to meet his eyes—his face full of pleasure. you pulled back slightly, the two of you still locked in a gaze.

“good morning, baby,” you murmured softly, a smirk tugging at your lips. he licked his lips. “you’re so sexy.”

you just laughed before going back down, immediately working to make him release. he threw his head back, your mouth doing wonders on him. his mouth hung slightly open, and hearing you gag this early in the morning was something he could get used to.

you pulled up briefly, still stroking him as you caught your breath, then went right back down. the movement made him clench the sheets beneath him.

“fuck—keep going, i’m almost there,” he whined, both hands gripping your hair. he started thrusting up against you, practically fucking your mouth. you let him, gagging with each movement. he clenched his eyes shut, moans growing louder. “shit, shit, shit, shit—”

he cut himself off with a moan, releasing down your throat. when he was done, he let your hair go, letting you pull back. but you didn’t stop. you continued, making him roll his eyes at the overstimulation.

he was on the verge of tears, your mouth and hands relentless in their movements. “baby—”

you pulled up, looking him in the eyes. “give me one more,” you said, voice stern. he shook his head with a whine. “i can’t t—”

you cut him off, stroking him faster. his waist thrust up against your hand. “you can take it, yuma. you have before.”

by now, he was crying, tears running down his face. “keep your hands up,” you said, going back down, your eyes locked on him. he nodded, mumbling nonsense, his hands gripping the headboard.

you could tell he was close. the noises escaping him made him sound both pathetic and achingly satisfying. he got louder and louder, his body visibly shaking. you placed your hands on his thighs, trying to steady him, but he didn’t stop.

“mm—i’m cumming, i’m cumming.”

he repeated it, not stopping until he came a second time with a loud whine, almost a scream. you sucked him dry, only pulling back when he tapped your shoulder.

you looked at him. he was completely fucked out—face flushed, lips sore from biting, still breathing heavily, eyes locked on you.

you collapsed beside him, letting your body sink into the warmth of the bed. his arms wrapped around you instantly, holding you close as if he never wanted to let go. you rested your head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.

he pressed a soft kiss to your temple, mumbling, “good morning… best morning ever.” you smiled against him, feeling the gentle rise and fall of his chest beneath you.

for a long moment, neither of you moved. there was no need to. just the quiet, the lingering heat, the closeness, and the unspoken understanding that this—this was yours, and his, together.

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hiiii reiiii ໒꒰ྀི∩˃ ᵕ ˂∩꒱ྀི১ !! i thought of smth to send uuu

so im thinking abt feminization with yuma.. he's gotten so much more muscular and i think that's the perfect time for him to be made into a princess,, dress him up in pretty clothes while kissing his muscles and sucking marks into his skin.. he'd be so pretty and whiny, body tensing at the feeling of your fingertips. he's so sensitive and pretty,, i think he'd like to pick his outfits out sometimes too, letting you dress him up and treat him like a doll. i think he'd like when you mark him up a lot, allowing him to see where you left your marks on him later on <3

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yeah so im a boss…. this is tew good…. kissing your brain…. we all know how i feel about the yuma girl agenda… i really love this mhmm…

yuma knows hes a pretty boy, knows he’s “pretty like a girl”… so you can really use that to your advantage here. he loves praise so when you’re pampering him like he’s your pretty princess keep complimenting him, gets him so worked up. if he gets too rowdy just tsk and tell him “dont you want to be mommys good girl?” with that disappointed tone and it gets him to act right instantly, trying his best to regulate his breathing while you mark him up and make him look so cute for you <3 since he is getting buffer he’s gonna need some new outfits soon, telling him to buy whatever he thinks is cute and smth he’ll think youll like seeing him in. grab at his chest and tease that his tits are getting bigger and he’ll need to get a good bra, pinch his nipples too and he’ll be soooo hot and bothered.

im also thinking… adding a bit of humiliation into this… letting him know during sex that no matter how big he gets he’ll always be your cute girl that you can do whatever you want with, call him a slut and slap him around too… tell him his dick is too small its practically a clit…. theres just so many ways this can go…. when you’re fucking him tell him that his cunt feels so good stretched around your strap, stroking him with every thrust and overstimulating him so much you can make him squirt like a girl… ruining his pretty pink lingerie set with his own mess… <33

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𐙚⋆.˚ loving you is exhausting

𐙚 in which you get in an argument with the teamies and they say some not so nice things

𐙚 masterlist | taglist | requested? yes!

𐙚 warnings - established relationships, idol teamies, mean words, arguments, hurt/comfort bcs writing heart aching angst hurts my soul, 5/9 teamies bcs i was too lazy to write the rest of em

𐙚 a/n: this took me a minute to write but this helped my fear of writing angst... i hope its everything you wanted and more anon !!

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