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ensnared ⤑ knj | m.
⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 dragged out by your friends the week before halloween, you hunt down the elusive slenderman. however, none of them know, he’s much closer to you than they think. 〞buzzfeed unsolved au. (kinda). cryptid au. pwp au.
❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: slenderman!namjoon x reader
❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: crack ∝ smut
❥ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 17k 🤠
⟶ 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: hard dom!namjoon, possessive!namjoon, sub!reader, big cock!namjoon, monster cock!namjoon, slenderjoon and his tentacles, size kink, public sex, sex in a forest, tentaclehandling manhandling, biting, marking, dirty talk, degradation, objectification kink, begging, slapping with a dick, oral kink, rough blowjob, hair pulling, gagging/choking on cock, praise, tentacle bondage, face fucking, deepthroating, crying, sloppy blowjob, pain kink, light sadism/masochism, grinding, tentacle foreplay, teasing, tentacle sex, double penetration, edging, cervix stimulation, finger sucking, tentacle licking/sucking, breeding kink, humiliation, pussy eating, face riding, clit sucking, orgasm control, unprotected sex, standing sex, gagging, pussy stretching, cockwarming, rough breast/nipple play, deep dicking, belly bulge, exhibitionism but a special kind wink wonk, namjoon is mean, self voyeurism (yn likes to watch namjoon’s monster cock fuck her), wet and messy sex, rough sex, anal play, anal sex, triple penetration, namjoon gets v inventive with his tentacles ok, quadruple penetration 👁👄👁, g-spot stimulation, multiple orgasms, squirting, cervix penetration, creampie, exorbitant amounts of cum, cum inflation,
➵ 𝑎/𝑛: here’s that fic no one asked for but the one we all desperately needed
⏤ edited by @shadowsremedy // beta read by my loves @yeoldontknow, @sunshinekims and @jeonsjiddies // honorary mention to my chakra wife @ytphobia and the worlds softest woman @softyoongiionly for hyping me up 💖also dedicated to my lovely pusthy anon, i hope you have a wonderful birthday bub mwah x
⏤ Part of The Cursed Series.
One early autumn evening, you stand in the middle of a small clearing in a nameless forest. The sun has long since slipped below the horizon, the cloak of night shrouding the sky in its stead. Faint beams of moonlight filter through the canopy above you: the thin streaks of light illuminating the otherwise shadowed woods. It’s not enough to light your way through the forest; though, with the waning gibbous moon languidly floating in the darkness that hangs above you, that’s a given. Stars are scarce in the sky, only a few of the celestial orbs speckling the heavens, and their dim light does little to illuminate the woods. Nevertheless, with how dark the night is, their radiance is more prominent; their distant light twinkling in the cold expanse of space.
Above you, the foliage rustles in the mid-autumn breeze: light wisps of wind intermittently sailing through the woodland. With winter just on the cusp, this is probably the last warm night you’ll witness for a while, however, the forest is cooler than you thought it’d be. There’s a slight nip in the air and the brisk chill kisses your skin, causing it to prickle with goosebumps. A weak fog rolls through the dense thicket of trees - the smoky wisps dancing through the air almost ominously - and the mist only aids the bite to the atmosphere. Pulling your jacket closer to your body, you huddle into its warmth and curl into yourself. Your arms are crossed across your chest, your hands rubbing your arms in a bid to create from friction-induced warmth.
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