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Do you think Soobin is a dom, sub, or switch?

SUB HEHEHE

i fit him into the sub category but i feel like he gives off big dick energy 😭😭 i can imagine him being really shy and whiny 😩 he also gives me service top vibes ✨

Ooo ALSO sub txt Choi line… together just collectively horny because you look so good. They don’t know what the hell they can do about it cuz you’re their friend but SWEET JESUS there is no way you should look THAT good , smell THAT good, and like just be so innocent and BLIND to the fact that they find you so sexy. Idk maybe to walk in on them jerking off together thinking about you or you notice when you have to sit on one of their laps or something.

omg subs masturbating together 😰😰

the idea of subs desperately rutting against each other or jerking each other off at the thought of you is so hot !! imagine them being so sensitive to you that they get a boner in public just from the slightest touches

Guys... You should follow this person👀

Tutor me? (c.sb)

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pairing: choi soobin x fem!reader

genre: SMUT, college au

rating: nsfw, mdni

wc: 3.7k

warnings: nerdy pervert!Soobin, bully!reader, harddom!reader, Sub!Soobin, oral (m receiving), handjob, cum eating, brief use of petnames (bunny, noona), brief nipple play (m receiving), choking (m receiving), slapping (m receiving), masochist!Soobin, brief overstimulation (receiving), orgasm denial (m receiving)

Let me know if I missed anything

An: I saw these pictures and I just HAD to write something based off of it.

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"What the hell??" you whispered, confused as to why the letter F appeared on your screen.

You were nearing the end of your math class, curious as to what your grade was. You knew you weren't the best at math, you tried to do decent in your classes, since you were literally paying to be there, but you tend to goofing off with your friends most of the time, but god, you didn't expect to see and F.

As your professor dismissed the class, you quickly packed up and headed toward your teacher.

"Excuse me professor?" you whispered, loud enough for only him to hear. He turned toward you, with a curious expression.

"Yes y/n?" he replied, pushing his thin glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"I was just wondering, how can I get my grade up? I didn't think I had an F, I thought it was doing okay.." You asked. You did not want an F on your transcript.

"Miss y/n, you have an F because of your lack of knowledge on the topics we've been discussing, maybe if you paid attention in class, you wouldn't be failing," he explained. You kind of expected to hear that from him, but it was still irritating.

"Okay so what am I supposed to do to change my grade?" you blurted out, as your patience was thinning. Why is he taking too long to get to the damn point

"If you'd like, I can find another student to help tutor you. I would do it myself but I already have a lot on my plate", he explained.

You were desperate so you quickly agreed. If it took being tutored by another student who knew the topics well to get your grade up, then you were going to be tutored by another student.

What you didn't expect was to walk into your professor's room and see him standing with none other than Choi Soobin. No, this couldn't be real. This simply isn't true. Maybe it was a coincidence that you were both in the room at the same time?

"Professor Lee?" you spoke. He had emailed you, telling you to come see him. He told you that it had to do with your poor grade.

"Y/n! Good news, I found someone who's willing to tutor you!" he said, gesturing toward Soobin. You couldn't believe it. You absolutely did not want to be tutored by him. But at the same, you were thrilled, intrigued even. He's a nerd after all, you couldn't stand him. But unfortunately, you had no other option. So why not make it interesting?

Then you had a thought. Was he taking this offer just to be around you? You weren't oblivious to the way his eyes lingered on your breasts as you leaned over his desk to taunt him. You noticed the way his gaze shifted to your lower half if you were wearing a skirt that was short enough to reveal the swell of your ass.

You weren't stupid, you knew he was a perverted loser. That thought only intrigued you more.

"You know Soobin, right?" he began, you rolled your eyes. Of course I know him, you thought. "He said he'd be willing to help you understand what we're working on." He explained.

You look over at Soobin, and he's already looking at you. His brown eyes quickly dart away and his shoes suddenly look more interesting. He was clearly nervous. Good, you thought. Everyone knew he had eyes for you, but you could never understand it, so you never believed it. Why would he like you, of all people? You were terrible to him.

You were always taunting him whenever you saw him, calling him terrible things, pulling him aside after lecture just to insult him on anything you could think of because to you, there was an endless amount of things you could insult him on. So why would he like you?

You were snapped out of your thoughts as you heard Soobin choke out a little "Yeah, I...I can help" It was painfully obvious now that she was nervous, and you were sure you were going to enjoy tormenting him throughout your tutoring sessions.

You nodded toward your professor after agreeing to meet with Soobin after your classes today, then shot Soobin a taunting grin. "See you later, Soobin." you laughed, leaving the room to continue your day.

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Later that day, you found yourself rushing around your apartment trying to put yourself together. After the conversation with your professor you came straight home. You were supposed to do some work for one of your other classes, but once you stepped foot in your apartment, you were hit with an overwhelming urge to sleep, so you slept.

You did not mean to wake up 15 minutes before you were supposed to meet Soobin at the library, but here you were, quickly getting yourself ready.

10 minutes later, you were in your car, heading to your local library. Thankfully it wasn't far from your apartment, because within 5 minutes, you were parking.

As you walked into the library, you did not see Soobin. "Good" you thought. You sat down in a corner, organizing your things. It wasn't long before you spotted a familiar face.

You spotted Soobin by the entrance, looking around. You can tell that when he finally spots you, because the tip of his ears flush pink. He walks towards you cautiously, and it makes you scoff. When he finally sits down across from you, you scan his face.

You move your eyes to his face. His eyes avoid your piercing gaze, his teeth chewing and working at his pink, bunny lips. You'd definitely called him ugly before. Were you lying? You liked to tell yourself you weren't, but you knew deep down that you were lying. He was attractive, but so painfully timid.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he gulped nervously. His glasses rest perfectly on the bridge of his nose. He looks like he tried to look decent.

He clears his throat before he speaks, "Uhm... so I think we should start with this". His voice comes out shaky as he points to something in his book. You help back a laugh. cute you thought, then an idea popped in your head molding your lips into a smirk.

As he began to talk, stuttering out little explanations, you lowly shifted just enough to make your cleavage visible to him. You watched as his eyes flicker toward your chest.

It was entertaining, really. Watching him struggle to focus on the material he was attempting to teach you. Seeing the way that his eyes would widen, the way he thought his gasps were discreet. His face flushed a deeper shade of pink each time he'd steal a glance of the valley between your breasts every now and then. He was too easy.

To be quite honest, you weren't paying attention to what he was saying. The effect you had on him was just too entertaining.

Whenever he would ask you a question you would look at him through your lashes and tell him, "I understand, binnie " in that tone that would make his knees weak, his breath hitch, and make his heart skip a beat.

He thought he was discreet with the way he shifted in his seat. It made you curious, because why else would he be shifting in his seat that way? That's when another idea popped up in your head.

You watched as his eyes wandered down to your cleavage once more, his eyes fixated on them as he bit his lips, and that's when you spoke up. "Are you staring at my tits?" you scoffed, faking anger.

He had been caught, and he was so visibly flustered, and panicked that it made you laugh. His face was red, and as he tried explaining himself as he kept stumbling over his words.

"N-no! I wasn't- i would never! I was looking at...your... I wasn't looking at them!" He says defensively, but his voice betrays him. His eyes were glossy, and he looked like he might cry. He was so embarrassed and flustered.

"Don't deny it, I saw you look at them multiple times. You didn't think I'd notice?" you smiled. Boy was he easy to fluster. Poor Binnie was so flustered, he was a stuttering mess, trying to find the words to explain himself! But what was he supposed to say when you were right? So he just avoided eye contact.

You stood up and walked over to his side of the table, looking for any evidence. You could sense that he was aroused, So when you stood in front of him you could see an evident bulge. He panics, shifting under your gaze as he tries to hide the growing tent, but it's useless. You scoffed and rolled your eyes. No way, was this loser getting off on this?

"Are you seriously enjoying this?" you spat, now leaning over him. He was a tall guy, but as he sat down, and you were standing, you towered over him. He stayed silent, looking down in shame and avoiding your harsh gaze as his face burned with embarrassment.

You reached a hand over to grab him by his hair, forcing him to look back at you. It causes him to let out a small gasp as his eyes widen. "You like this, huh? You get off on being humiliated? You enjoy getting caught when you're being a pervert?" you spat, a smirk playing on your lips.

"I ...don't know..." He stuttered. You stifle out a small laugh at his words. "You're pathetic" you snickered as you released your grip, hopping up onto the table in front of him. "You want to see my tits?", you asked, already knowing the answers.

His eyes bulged out of his skull at your words. He didn't think this was actually happening, he didn't believe that those words actually came out of your mouth with such ease.

He was hesitant at first, denying your request even though his body was telling you otherwise. His eyes failed him as his gaze dropped to your cleavage once more as you started toying with the first button on your shirt. After seeing that, he was quick to accept your offer. He swallowed hard, his voice barely above a whisper as he uttered out a small "Yes...please"

You took your time unbuttoning your shirt, taking in each and every little reaction he had. His mouth parting slightly as he practically drooled over you, it was as if he had never seen a pair of breasts before.

Once you had fully unbuttoned your shirt, you felt the cool air of the library hit your bare skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake, and hardening your nipples. you looked at him. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes were wide, he breathed heavily, he was a complete mess. It was pathetic really, the way the sight alone had him completely mesmerized.

"Can i... can I touch them?" he whispered, his voice shaky and his eyes never leaving your breasts. You weren't going to give it to him that easily though.

"Beg for it." you demand. His face flushes even redder, but he really can't resist. He looks up with pleading eyes, "Please let me touch them.. i'll do anything, just please"

How could you say no when he was asking, no, begging so obediently? So, you slowly lower your hands, taking his own huge hands in yours, guiding them hands up to cup your tits.

His hands are soft, and warm to the touch. His hands are huge, which you hadn't noticed before, so they cup your breasts with ease.

"They're so soft..." he softly groans as he looks up at you. His eyes are filled with desire and need, and you would be lying if you said that didn't make your pussy gush with a wave of arousal.

He squeezes your breasts gently, his fingers tracing over the curves and contours as he lets out a pathetic and small moan. "Wow" is all he can say, too lost in the sensation.

Suddenly you slide off of the table and into the chair next to him, catching him off guard. From there, you could really see how hard he was. You could tell he was big just from the size of the tent, but you weren't surprised because after all, he was really tall.

You slowly move your hand to caress his thigh, and you feel him shiver under your touch. "You know.... I could leave you here, all hard and turned on." you tease, watching the way he looks at you with desperate and pleading eyes, silently begging you to stay, to do something and help him.

"But... i suppose if you beg, if you ask nicely, maybe i can help you out with..." you say, averting your gaze to his obvious bulge, "your problem" you finish.

His eyes widen, all glossy and teary eyed as he begs, "Please don't leave me like this. I'll do anything for you, please.....just touch me, or something." his voice shaking, hoping that he'd be able to convince you to touch him.

"Good boy" you purr as you trail your hand up his thigh. He lets out a small whimper at your words, telling yourself to keep that reaction in mind.

You finally reach his crotch, and palm him through his jeans. He lets out a low moan as his body shivers from the pleasure of that alone. He can't help but buck his hips up into your touch.

You snicker at his sensitivity. "God, you must be a virgin, huh? I've barely touched you and you're already a mess" you tease, making sure to apply more pressure to his cock.

He can't reply, too lost in the sensation of you palming and stroking his length over his jeans. He's never been touched like this before, so he was so sensitive to every little touch you threw at him.

Slowly you started to unzip and unbutton his jeans. You don't even have to tell him what to do, because he's already lifting his hips up. "Good boy" you coo, and he whimpers at your words.

Now his jeans are pooling at his ankles, leaving him in just his boxers and he feels exposed, suddenly remembering where they were. He pushes that thought to the back of his brain, he didn't care. He wanted this too much to care about anyone possibly seeing him like that.

You snap him out of his thoughts as you grab his cock through his boxers. He lets out a high pitch moan at the sudden feeling. It's so much more intense now that his rough and tight jeans weren't in the way.

You decide that just through the boxers wasn't enough, so you quickly yank them off, joining his jeans around his ankles, freeing his aching cock. It slaps against his tummy, the tip angry and leaking

You can't help but admire his length, he's big, and you don't think you could fit him anywhere. He's thick as well which makes you shiver, but you won't let him see that.

"You're pathetic, getting like this from some small touches?" you spat. You didn't miss the way his cock twitched at your words, making you grin, "Does that turn you on? Being degraded like that and letting you know how much of a virgin you are? huh bunny?" you coo, and his reaction is enough to answer you. He lets a low moan slip past his lips, and bucks his hips up into nothing.

You smirk, and take the base of his cock in your hands, and slowly begin to stroke him. You admire the way his brows knit together at the sensation, soft whimpers and moans escaping his lips.

Cute you think, as you scoot out of your chair, dropping between his legs. His eyes widened at the action, "W-what are you doing?"

You look up at him through your lashes, "Good boys get rewards don't they?" you say as you take the base of his thick cock back into your hands, leaning in to place a feathery kiss to the tip, and that makes him sigh.

Slowly, your lips sink down his shaft until his tip hits the back of your throat, making you gag, constricting your throat around him. He throws his head back with a low moan at the new feeling, bringing a hand down to grasp your hair. You wrap your hands around what you can't fit in your mouth.

Your hands pump what you can't fit in your mouth as your tongue works at his tip, spit sliding down his cock. The feeling is euphoric, having your pretty lips wrapped around his giant cock, and he watched your mouth bob up and down on his length. Her couldn't stop the incoherent curses, moans, and whimpers from coming out as tried not to fuck up into your mouth.

"O-oh god i'm... i'm close-!" He whimpered.

You pull yourself off of his cock, gasping for air. A string of saliva connected you to his cock as you pump your hands up and down his cock, focusing on his pretty pink tip.

"Please can i cum? F-fuck, please let me cum please!" be pleads, teary eyes, lips parted, breathing heavily, and absolutely fucked-out of his mind.

"Are you gonna be a good boy and let me use your pretty cock after?" you question, knowing you didn't really mean it.. or did you?

"Yes, yes, you can use me, use my cock, please let me cum, i'll be good! I'll do whatever you say, I'll be your fuck toy just please let me cum!" He pleads, tears slipping down his cheeks.

You quickly pulled your hands away from his cock with a chuckle, denying him of sweet release. "No! No, why'd you do that!" he cried, tears finally sliding down his face. The sight was beautiful, hot tears trickling down his cheeks, eyes foggy and pleading, chest rising and falling at a rapid pace.

“Because I wanted to, want to be a good boy for me? Then do as I say, and take what I give you” you spoke softly, almost as if you weren’t denying him of his orgasm.

“But-“ a loud smack echoed through the library as your palm met his wet cheeks, followed by a small whimper, and moan. You saw his dick twitch at the impact and you scoffed.

“Be a good bitch and take what I give you, got it?” You spat, the nerve he had to try and refuse. You should leave him there for that, but you didn’t want to. His eyes were wide, and his jaw was hung open so you knew he wasn’t going to protest any longer.

“Yes… I’ll take whatever you give me, I promise.” He whispered, good you thought, as you brought your hand to his neck, tightening your grip just enough, making him let out a choked moan as his eyes rolled to the back of his skull.

“Good boy” you cooed, trailing your hand down his body slowly, taking in the way each muscle twitches at your touch, leaving goosebumps in its wake. You took time focusing on his nipples. You noticed the way his breath hitch as you rolled the hard buds between your finger tips.

He moaned and whimpered at the sensation, he was so sensitive and cute. You could get used to this, teasing him, fucking with him, it would be fun. The way his brows pinched and his mouth hung open was endearing and you hated to admit the fuzzy feeling that invaded your heart at the sight.

Slowly you continued to trail your hands back to his aching cock. Now it was sticky with the mixture of precum and your saliva, it was red and painfully hard. He gasped as you started to pump his length again, starting at the base and going all the way up to the tip. You started with a painful pace, and his eyes were telling you to slow down but he knew better, and took what you gave him.

It wasn’t long before his cock was twitching and begging to release again. “Please can I cum, m’ so close please noona!” He pleaded. The use of ‘noona’ makes your heart swell. How could you tell him no once again when he was being such a good boy?

"You can cum bunny"

The second those words leave your mouth, you feel his dick twitching in your hands as a strangle moan escapes him. A long string of curses and moans leaves his lips as he releases, shooting thick ropes of cum onto your tits, your face, and some of it lands on your lips.

You help him ride out his orgasm by wrapping your lips around his tip, allowing him to release the remainder of his cum into your mouth. It's salty against your tongue, and you suck every last drop out of him.

He cums so much, it's like it's never ending. Finally, he stops twitching, he stops shooting his load, and you pull off of him. He looks at the mess he made on your face, and groans at the sight. The white, sticky substance drips down your features and you lick your lips, tasting whatever you had left on your lips. It's so dirty, and he loves it.

You get up and grab a hair tie out of your purse to tie up your hair before you help him clean up, but when you turn back to him he's pumping his length to full hardness, and you watch in surprise and horror as he powers through the overstimulation.

"Soobin, what the hell are you doing??"

"I told you that you could use me like a fuck toy... didn't i?"

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(Guys this is my first drabble please bare with me !)

im not even a sub txt beliver but…. 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️please write more of it

[1:24AM] - sub!soobin x gn!reader

CONTAINS - smut!, short drabble, handjob, dacryphilia, praise, mommy kink, morning sex(no actual sex tho), slight aftercare.

WORD COUNT - 581

A/N - i'm in my sub soobie feels rn:( also i wrote this to a true crime podcast and markipliers podcast😭 if there's spelling errors i'm sorry it's 3am

© to fvckbeom. no translations/reposts.

[WARNING! - explicit sexual content! mdni!]

soobin whimpered quietly as you stroked his length, both of you still borderline half asleep, the early morning sunlight peeking through the curtains. this was a common occurrence since soobin often woke up hard and you were never opposed to helping him, you found it endearing the way he'd try to keep quiet, gripping the sheets like he was now, small gasps leaving his pretty lips while you slowly dragged your hand over his cock, circling the tip of your thumb around the head and watching it twitch while you lay beside him.

"mommy p-please...faster..." soobin whined, looking at you with pleading eyes, you felt like it would be cruel to edge him while he was in this state so you opted not to, picking up your pace like he'd asked, hearing him gasp as you did, biting down on his bottom lip to keep himself as quiet as he could. "you're so pretty baby boy" you murmured to him, soobin whimpering in response to your praise as his thighs twitched, his face contorting in pleasure. you fastened you pace again, focusing more on his tip, a wet sound echoing around the room due to the amount of precum that had gathered, making it easier for your hand to glide over his length.

"c-close mommy..." soobin whimpered, tears gathering in his eyes as his orgasm built up, his bare stomach tensing. "such a good boy hm baby?" you spoke quietly, leaning in to circle his nipple with the tip of your tongue, soobin letting out a quiet gasp as a few tears spilled down his cheeks. "c-can i cum p-please mommy?" you always found it adorable when he asked permission, which was almost every time, he was always very obedient for you. "of course baby boy, always so good for me" you spoke as you leaned over him, leaving open mouthed kisses on his neck, his pretty sounds only getting louder as he felt his release quickly approaching.

"m-mommy g-gonna cum" soobin moaned out, his back arching up off the bed, his body twitching as he released over his stomach and your hand, his hips rutting up into your fist. "that's it baby, good boy, so good" you praised, kissing his tears as you slowed down your ministrations, riding out his orgasm. when soobin started to whimper from overstimulation you took your hand away from him, watching his bare chest rise and fall as he caught his breath, his hair tousled and splayed out over the pillow. you always thought he looked so pretty like this, his face peaceful, his eyes closed, completely oblivious to your admiring, his lips were red and slightly swollen, cheeks tear stained, hair messy.

"i'll be right back sweetheart" you finally brought yourself to look away from him pressing a kiss to his forehead before leaving the room, returning with a damp washcloth to clean the drying cum off soobins stomach and your hand, tucking his softening length back into his underwear before throwing the washcloth into your laundry basket and crawling back into bed, soobin immediately snuggling into you, pressing his face into your chest, "thank you mommy" his voice muffled as he nuzzled his face into you. "no need baby boy, you did so well" you spoke softly, pressing a kiss to his head, lifting your hand to stroke the hair at the back of his head, soobin sighing at the feeling, feeling himself falling back asleep.

TAGS - @sooblues @sweetiehyuka @lixpixstix @9900z @soobpricity @chaemoa @solarhee @cyjsfairy @flyleety @cha0thicpisces (if you want to be on my taglist just ask!)

imagine dominating a yandere soobin

warnings. dubcon/NC, sub soobin

yan!soobin who has you pinned down to his bed his hold unrelenting against your wrists, no doubt creating red marks around them, the intensity of his ramblings increasing and increasing by the second that it scares you shitless, frozen under his looming figure. “you know im doing all of this because i love you right? i love you for fucksakes. i love you.”

you shake your head timidly because this wasnt love, any sane person knows that—no, everyone knows that, even soobin. he knows it isnt love.

when he leans down closer to your face, trying to kiss you, you kick him again, still attempting to struggle out of his hold but that only serves to press against the tent in his pants, soobins breathing hitching—suddenly getting heavier to your horror. “soobin. let…me…go.” you try to keep your breathing in control, not letting your voice break, pleading.

he shakes his head, eyes crazed and desperate. “no, no i wont. i wont. i love you. i cant. ive—ive done… everything for you, i-”

the moment you feel his hold weakening, you yank your hand, immediately going to strike his face—out of pure outrage, the fact that he has even an ounce of audacity to convince you that hes somehow doing you good, that he’s owed anything for his insanity. but then you regret it. so deeply. seeing his bangs fall over his eyes with his head turn to the side and his cheek flushed red, your hand shakes, your whole body trembles at what he might do to you now. he looks even more deranged.

but when he turns to face you again, his expression is totally different from what you expected to be met with. his brows pointed up, eyes clouded, and lips apart, panting.

lust. its lust.

“do anything, do everything. i don’t care.” he picks up your hand up to his cheek again, smiling—smiling. “use me, be angry, slap me, bite me, its okay baby i can take it.”

soobin + humiliation kink + hes such a perv

priorities, you perv | c.sb ࿐

⭑ synopsis. a blind date? oh thats immediately pushed aside just for the addictive high you get off messing with your roommate, who seems to be more pouty than usual tonight for whatever reason.

⭑ warnings. sub perv soobin, panty sniffing, underwear used as bondage kinda, handjob, fuck buddy roommate au, humiliation kink sortaa, dacryphilia, vibrator, bunny/pup petname, not proofread, use of goddess

Soobin’s been intent on following you around like a puppy this evening, all around the house, but the longer he keeps it up, the less it becomes cute and funny and the more it crosses into the ‘overbearing jealous boyfriend who isn’t actually your boyfriend’ territory. Because really, why the hell has he been acting like a pet with abandonment anxiety the day you have your blind date scheduled?

“You can’t come in my bedroom with me.” you finally say, flashing him a superficial wide smile, behind your door.

He abruptly stops, stumbling back like his mind really was on autopilot following you—then his face falls, brows knitting together. “What, why?”

“Because I don’t want your cooties all over my bed.” He isn’t amused, clearly, with a brow raised. You groan, it could be life or death and your roommate would still not choose to humor you. “I’m going to change idiot.”

“It’s not like I haven’t seen you naked before?”

You click your tongue at him—he might have an amazing track record with academics, but sometimes it really is rocks for brains in there. “You’re not coming in Soobin, tough luck!”

In lightning speed he sticks his arm between the crack before you shut your door. “Wait, no, I wanna—I wanna help you pick something out!”

Now its your turn to raise a brow. Soobin? Help you get ready? He’d rather die of boredom.

You knew you weren’t crazy.

All day, hes been acting extremely out of character. Throwing you pouts during the one lecture you shared, feeling his eyes bore into you like he’s trying to burn a hole in your face, yet still spending money to buy you your favorite tiramisu even when he’s been sulking like you’ve wronged his entire bloodline.

The craziest thing is that you truly do not know a bigger cheapskate than Soobin. He’d chase a quarter in a crowd of people even if it took him all the way to Japan. So the tiramisu was a mind boggling investment. For you, let alone. It’s like he was bribing you.

He couldn’t have magically fell head over heels, it has to have something to do with the one thing different today. Your blind date.

You reach out to pat his head, mock pouting. He takes the bait anyway, lowering his head a little, looking so cute confused. It’s adorable actually, how quick he is to go with whatever you do.

“Aww Soobie, it’s okay, I promise you’ll always be my number one good boy. You really don’t have to be jealous and act out.” you tease, intentionally using baby talk to agitate him a lot more than it would’ve.

He scoffs loudly snapping his head to the side, bewildered this is the direction you decided to take things. “What? Jealous? Jealous? Jealous of what? I’m not jealous.” You stand there wearing a skeptic look on your face and a cross of your arms over your chest.

He wags his finger at your face like he can’t believe your audacity, dryly laughing (which really just sounds like a bunch of scoffs stringed together). “You’re funny, I—I gotta give it to you Y/N, you should really try your luck with Hueningkai’s comedy group again. Is it a crime to want to support your roommate after being all too aware of her notorious losing streak with the dating world? I don’t think so!”

Ouch, the all too real call out. “Damn, okay asshole you can help.” you faux hurt, not missing the chance to flip him off before walking inside and leaving your bedroom door wide open behind you. Maybe his input will have you get to your date earlier. “By the way, I do not have a losing streak.”

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There are outfits you just think you’d never wear to a first date—your black bodycon with cuts at the waist was an absolute no-go, especially with it’s length. Then there was the crimson red shoulder-off that had your tits looking too full—that was a big no. You don’t even know how your blind date looks, you wouldn’t want to have a man you find sexually unappealing to find you sexually appealing. That’s always a cause for a migraine.

But the problem you’re facing right now is far greater than any migraine you’ll experience. Soobin seems to think every outfit you wound up coming out with is, in his own words, “too much”.

This one’s the worst of all. “It’s literally just ripped jeans and a crop top!”

“That’s the problem! It doesn’t even look pretty!” he splutters, eyes wide and a large pout on his lips.

“You want me to wear something pretty?”

He looks to the side, mumbling, “Whatever.”

It’s raining, you hear it pouring and you’re like, fifteen minutes late already. All for Soobin’s useless input. It’s not worth it, and you’re proven even more correct when you come out the bathroom with the outfit you picked out. White, tight, but flowy at the ends of the dress. Girly and especially tight at the chest, just like you know he likes it.

Soobins eyes don’t fail to shamelessly rake over your body, stunned, looking like a deer in headlights. He clears his throat, snapping out of it. “No, absolutely not.”

You feign innocence, tilting your head. “Why not? It’s pretty.” You make it more of a point when you turn around, acting like you’re just checking your outfit through your wall mirror, knowing damn well the horndogs probably salivating at your ass barely being covered.

“It’s too much.” he parrots again lamely, chewing slightly on his lips. “Change, you can’t go out like this.”

Okay, that sort of pisses you off, turning around with your arms crossed again to the boy sitting at the edge of your bed. He doesn’t have the right to order you around. “Yes I can, I very much can.”

Suddenly, there’s a switch—he cowers like a kicked dog. “You can wear whatever you want I didn’t mean to-”

You break into a grin all of a sudden walking towards him, shutting him up.

He gulps, sitting there, avoiding eye contact when you’re close. You prop his chin up, and he just lets you, forcing him to look you in the eye. God, he already looks stupidly entranced. “You’d hate for me to wear this, huh?”

“Yeah..” he admits way too easily, a little whine in his voice, brows knitting up. Cute.

“But you love the dress, don’t you?” you purr, caressing his face with your thumb.

Your phone suddenly rings and you’re pulled out of the moment for a second, glaring at it then back to your roommate who looks like he’s under some love spell. Yeah no, this is much more fun.

You ignore the call, letting it ring as you drag your thumb down his bottom lip and god how obedient he is just sitting there and looking up like you’re his deity.

“What?” you giggle at the way his breath hitches the further you trail your finger down his body. The switch right before your eyes, oh that transformation’s worth more than anything else in the world. Bunny’s horny.

“You’d love to take this off me, right? You’d love me tease you bit by bit, have my tits bouncing in the restrictions of them, just struggling to keep your hands from ripping it apart...” you trail off, finally getting your hand on his half erect clothed dick.

You can see him holding back, holding back from humping your hand, the one you just purposefully let rest on his growing boner. “Your date.” he reminds.

You quirk a brow, taken aback. “Want me to go?”

Suddenly, he vigorously shakes his head, “No, no, don’t. I want you, please.” The strain of his voice when he pleads—god it’s the sexiest, most sinful thing ever.

Shameless. Just the way you like him.

“Hm? You do? Don’t you always?” you tease, walking away to get something out of your drawer.

“What are you looking for?” he mumbles skeptically.

You gleam, pulling out the vibrator and turning it on, showing it to your unsuspecting roommate. “Let’s play with this.”

He frowns. “You know I can make you feel ten times better than that toy, you don’t need it.”

“Who says its for me?”

You enjoy the blush that trickles his cheeks, and how easily the tips of his ear turn red as he blinks rapidly to collect himself. His adam apple bobs up and down again, stumbling over his words. “God, you’re such a himbo.”

“W-wait!” he shrieks, suddenly covering the tent in his pants.

You halt, the vibrator only a few inches from his crotch. “Can—can you…” he sighs frustratedly, looking away from you, the steam coming his red ears has you curious, what’s he so hesitant for? “Can you take off your underwear?” Oh.

Of course.

Your lips form into a smirk, knowing exactly what he wants to do with them. Slowly, with one hand you pull down your panties and let them drop to the floor. His eyes are, despite having a hard time telling you what he wants, eagerly fixed on the black lace, you could see the bead of sweat that breaks from his forehead. Pervert.

You bend down to grab it, purposefully making a show of it and he just huffs. “Get with it already.”

You laugh, “You’re being so bratty today. Think you’re owed a fuck?”

He whimpers dejectedly, shaking his head. Mockingly, you wave your panties in front of his face like an owner wagging a bone in front of their dog. He’s so indecent he has the audacity to take a whiff when the garment is close enough. God, he really is absolutely shameless.

And you really need to relieve yourself. You’re trying to not rub your thighs too much.

You crumble the underwear in your hand, and coo. “Open your mouth wide baby.”

Soobin’s mouth falls open almost immediately, tongue lolling out, looking up at you expectantly so much so it would be endearing if not for the situation you’re currently in. You shove it in his mouth, cringing at the saliva that wets your fingers.

“This is how it started huh?” you near the vibrator on his inner thighs enjoying the way he sighs through his nose, shuddering. “Fooling your roommate into thinking you were a studious, innocent good boy but in reality you just snuck in the laundry room every night to jerk off with her panties. Disgusting.”

He moans wantonly around the fabric, his hair brushing over his eyes as you near the vibrator to where he actually wants it. His dick. Poor him, its probably weeping in his pants.

“Violating me like that without my knowledge— you’ll always be a bad boy.”

Again, he shakes his head hard, to the point your panties fall out of his mouth already. “No, good boy. I’m your good boy.” he pants, face flushed. How’s he so easily worked up?

You giggle, pressing the vibrator against his cock, having Soobin’s jaw fall slack. “Couldn’t even keep the underwear in your mouth for more than two seconds. You’d make a really good camboy, always wanting people to hear you moan and whine like a slut.”

“No, no, just want you. Just want you to hear me.”

That affects you more than you’d like, and you try to fight the blush that warms your cheeks. God damn Soobin.

But he isn’t even aware, if his babbles were any indication. He dips his head back, big hands digging onto your sheets as you run the vibrator up and down. “Fuck.” he groans, still keeping his eyes open to watch your chest. You know he’s trying hard to keep up the good boy act for you, so you throw him a bone.

He gasps when your hand goes down his pants to wrap around his cock, and it’s the cutest thing ever how he immediately melts. You’re sitting next to him, twisting and jerking off his dick with his head leaning on your shoulder when you’re supposed to be under an umbrella with a future dating prospect instead.

Who cares, that man you’re sure wouldn’t give you what he’s giving you.

“Don’t wanna cum yet, wanna fuck you f-first.” he breathes into your neck. “Please goddess, please. Want your pussy.” he begs dumbly, starting to lay wet kisses to your neck— hes just not leaving room for you to really hold back.

“Holy shit, you’re good.” you realize in awe, probably wetting your bed with how aroused you are right now.

“Then take me baby, take me how you want. You’ve been good, so good.” you slur, and he practically jumps onto you like an oversized bunny, having your back on the mattress and him hovering, pulling you into an open mouth kiss almost immedietely.

“You’re so hot, fuck, you drive me crazy.” he says rushed, kissing you again, melting his mewls and pants into it.

You feel the roughness of his hands playing with your tits already, kneading so desperately you think he must’ve been itching to do just that this entire time. You like it with him, how it’s so dirty and quick, but still passionate enough to keep you wanting more.

“Fuck, wanna see them, please, please.” he whines as he salivates even more, playing with your nipples through the fabric, cheeks red and flushed, pathetically humping your cunt with his boner. “No, be a good bunny and fuck me good.”

He’s sniffling and tears stain his lashes, yet he still nods obediently, humping your cunt like he’s just restless enough to not pull out his dick and put it in—it’s the hottest thing ever.

But eventually the fabric feels rough against your skin, and you hiss, taking it upon yourself to pull out his cock from his pants.

God, his tip is red, leaky— it’s gross, a testament to how he gets with you and you love it. “Come on baby—bunny, fuck me.” you look up at him with wide, doe eyes and it immediately has him nodding frantically, missing your entrance once before he completely bottoms out, suffocatingly filling you up in one push—you’ll just never get used to his size.

“Always so mean, you’re always so mean to me.” he dumbly babbles, tongue out as he fucks into you maniacally, getting lost in your pussy.

“But you’re in my cunt right now aren’t you?” you mock, knowing that’s always his end goal with you, his end prize.

You’re breathless, curling your toes the harder he snaps his hips. You’re used to how it is with Soobin, he’s always animalistic and unrhythmic, rubbing your clit like he has no idea what he’s doing. But that’s the fun in it, how inexperienced and pathetic he is.

“Gonna cum, gonna cum, are you? Are you?” he’s out of it, kissing your neck, biting, panicky as he nears his orgasm, that before you could respond, you’re already feeling his seed fill your cunt.

He can tell, he can tell when you didn’t get there so he’s already pulling your dress up over your tits, attaching his mouth on one of your nipples, pulling the other through his hands, playing with them till they become puffy and have you withering under him. “Fuck, fuck Soobie…just like that,” you moan, feeling his long fingers squeeze into your pussy, speeding up, trying to rip an orgasm out of you.

The tense of his arms, veins showing, cease once you arch your back and cum at getting a good look of his face— lips raw and red as he bit onto them for majority of the time, eyes wet and big, just silently begging you to cum on his fingers, you let yourself go, the tightening band finally snapping.

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note. lol im not super duper confident but let me know how you guys feel about this one, feedback keeps me going

If you're still taking requests, may I request sub!txt any of the members because I love all of them, one member riding my strap and another on my face. ❤️

Hi anon! Thank you for the request, I’m very glad! I hope you don’t be bothered that I made the two imagines separately. I’ll post this one first, and when possible, I’ll post the other part. Hope you like it tho!

Also, English is not my first language, so I’m very sorry for any mistake.

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Sub!Soobin x Afab!reader

use of strap, implied punishment, bit of noona kink

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“Take it, baby”.

Some would call you cruel, but you knew that you had to do that. Soobin thought that every single misbehave could be taken aside every time he’d flutter his long lashes, his bunny like smile would make you step back with the decision of putting him back into his place. To be fair, most of the days it worked.

But not today.

He was just too ingenue to worry about later when he was focused into palming your crotch under the table at the dinner his dad invited you two; the worst is that his sister noticed that something was going on since you couldn’t stop blushing and side eyeing him.

Now in his old bedroom, after a way too long (for him) scolding, and after making him gag in your strap as silent as he could, you put him to work; he was riding your strap with no help at all, just having you holding his wrists firmly with one hand in front of his body and, with the other hand, tugging his hair with everything but gentleness, giving you free way to his neck, sucking and licking and biting, purposely marking him.

“No-noona, please! Help me cum please!” poor thing was trying to quiet down his sobbing, on verge of cumming, but it was still not enough since his legs are now trembling and giving up, making him stop to rest a bit, frustrated for interrupting his own pleasure.

“They will hear you, Soobin” you remind him “I suggest you shut up and take it like the bitch you proved to be earlier”. You squeezed his wrists more when he tried to bring it to his forgotten dripping cock.

“I’m too tired, I can-cant take it anymore, please!” as he wasn’t done with his whining, tears streamed down his pink cheeks.

“Color?” You and Soobin used the traffic lights system for each other security and wellbeing, a deal you two settled to know and recognize boundaries after a very extended talk.

After thinking for a bit, biting his lip all the time, the younger looked up at you again with glossy eyes.

“Green” he mumbles, voice barely above a whisper.

“Are you sure? We can stop here” only for him to respond “No! I…I want it”.

With a smirk, the hand that was in his hair is now on his sensible dick, giving a few slow strokes, and with the hand that was in his hair, you gave him two taps in his thigh “that’s the only help you’ll get from me. Now, you can continue”.

The new stimulation helped a lot, to be honest. Riding back and forth with revigorated strength, Soobin was finally able to cum hard against your belly, chest and even his own chest, covering his moans and whines in your shoulder, biting forcefully, making you sigh and your breath hitches.

You take your strap out of him, hearing his muffled whines. Still with his trembling body above you, you managed to take of your strap and throw it on the empty laundry basket in the corner of the room to be cleaned later.

Laying on the bed with him above you, you kissed him all over the face. “You did well baby, take it so well for me. Now, I need to give you a bath, don’t I?

“No. Tomorrow.”

“Soobin, you need a bath, love”

“Tomorrow”

Hearing his tired voice, you gave up eventually with a sigh.

“You won this time. Good night, love.” With a little and exhausted smile, Soobin was already fast asleep just as you.

random (hard) though no.59

soobie w an oral fixation, who just can't get you out of his head.

all he can think of when he watches you put your rings on in the morning is how much he wants them in his mouth, pressing down against his tongue.

you glance at him out of the corner of your eye but say nothing. you've noticed it. noticed it for awhile.

the way that he always has something in his mouth to satiate his desires. a lollipop. gum. biting his own fingernails. something-something that in his eyes, doesn't make him look like a perv.

but his secret wasn't very secret with the way he hyperfixated on your hands. poor thing gets so entranced sometimes, he doesn't realize that he's drooling a bit or slightly sticking his tongue out.

his eyes growing glossy as he imagines you straddling his hips, sitting on top of him with two of your fingers in his mouth.

he's so messy with it and you tell him, whispering it into his ear while fingers push down on his tongue, in the back of his throat. drool coating everything as muffled moans come out. you press down harder, his throat contracting around them as he produces small gags and whimpers.

he loves it. loves it too much to put into words.

but his body would tell you everything. the way his fingers dig into your hips, the way his eyes roll back, the way his head angles up-giving everything to you, baring himself to you so that you can do whatever you want to him.

tears prick at his eyes, a blush coats him cheek and maybe, maybe if he was a good boy you'd grind down on him. maybe you'd give him something more to suck on-something bigger.

"soobie,"

his eyes grow clarity as you peck his cheek, running your fingers through his hair, down his jaw and lightly pressing against his lips...just to tease him a little.

before you get up with a small wink. "i have to head out now, see you later...be good for me~"

Planned Works/Ideas for October

Hello everyone, as I mentioned previously I’ve been working on some stuff. I also have been feeling very inspired as of late and will be writing some more. I wanted to get this October started off right so here is a list of some things that will be coming your way hopefully sooner than later. I don't feel comfortable giving exact dates because as I've mentioned before certain factors can cause my writing schedule to be sporadic (also why I will not be participating in kinktober) Since some ideas are more developed than others his list will be separated into three categories:

Full ideas

People/characters who will be getting works

Ideas/tropes that I want to write about

Let's Begin!

First up here are the fully developed ideas that are in progress.

Yoon Hyunsuk (Cix)

Nerd!Hyunsuk x Popular!reader (college au)

The tall, shy, handsome, boy who sits behind you in every class you share has a secret. Like many other people on campus, he was hopelessly in love with you. It began three years ago, freshman year, and every day it only got stronger. Over the years this has led him to do some… questionable things he's not a bad guy by any means he's just an awkward college boy in love. At first, it was innocent just sitting behind you in classes that you shared. He hoped that this would give him some time to gain some confidence to talk to you while still remaining close to you. He really didn’t mean to begin eavesdropping on your conversations or reading your texts over your shoulder, he just wanted to learn more about you before he approached you. But as time went on the worse he got from smelling your hair to following you around campus to lurking your socials to finally finding your dorm room. He told himself that he was just trying to return a jacket you left in class so he racked his brain for all of the information he “gathered” and remembered your room number. It was just supposed to be a quick drop off of the jacket he played out the scenario in his head a thousand times. knock on the door, tell you he picked it up when you forgot it, give it to you, and leave. But, when he knocked on the door it opened slightly you weren’t there but you left it cracked indicating that you would be back soon. The change in circumstances caused him to panic and so he decided to just go in and drop it on your bed as opposed to waiting at your door for you. As soon as he fully entered the room the door closed behind him and after folding your jacket placing it on your bed he goes to leave. Turns out you left your door cracked for a reason, he twists the knob and pulls with all his might but he can’t get it opened. The door jammed and he’s stuck in your room. Before he even gets the chance to panic he hears you right outside the door.

Request

Klaus Mikaelson (TVD/The Originals)

Cursed!KlausxSoulmate!Reader

Klaus kills a woman. Unbeknownst to him, this woman was the soulmate of a powerful witch. In revenge the witch curses him vowing that the day Klaus finds his soulmate they will be made immortal but their soul would be removed leaving an eternal one-sided soulmate connection where Klaus is completely connected to them ( can only love and desire them, unable to hurt or kill them, able to see their thoughts and feel their emotions/pain.etc) but they have no connection to him. The witch finally takes the only reverse to the spell to the grave with him and his wife leaving nobody else to break the spell. The story will center around an interesting toxic yet slightly romantic relationship between Klaus and the reader where over years they are continuously on and off again. Klaus does everything to get the reader to love and stay with him and the reader uses this to their advantage. When they’re together its great but when they’re apart things never go well. In the end, the reader can always leave him but he can never leave them so he takes any measure to keep them by his side.

Choi Soobin (TXT)

Sub!SoobinxDom catgirl!reader

The Cat Owns You Part 2

After returning home from the café Soobin you’re finally able to transform. Now being human you keep up a nice façade for the evening eating dinner and watching television peacefully. Having you around for these few hours has him believing he made the right decision after a while he took you to your room before retiring to his own for the night. He drifts off to sleep happily thinking that he found a simple way to fix his loneliness issue a cute catgirl who resides in the room beside his. Nothing could have prepared him for what would happen a few hours later. Waking up to feel his hands and legs in an uncomfortable position he tries to adjust himself but he can’t, opening his eyes to look he realizes that he’s tied to the 4 sides of his bedpost. Before he can question what’s happening he sees you making your way toward him with the collar he purchased earlier in your hands. You notice that he’s awake but continue on fastening the collar around his throat before positioning yourself to sit on him, straddling his spread body “(Y/N) what’s going on” he asks trying to sound stern but it comes out as more of a whisper as the reality of his situation really begins to set in affecting his body in a way he didn’t expect. “Shhh don’t worry I’ll take care of you” you whisper in his ear sending a shiver through his body. Every second that passes he can feel his resolve fading he knows that he wants whatever is about to happen and soon he won’t be able to say no you know this too. He quickly yet unconvincingly rushes out “ no you can’t do this” causing you to chuckle “ Yes I can, I can do whatever I want you signed the papers” before he can ask what you mean you continue “I own you”

Up next here are some muses that I will be writing about once I find the perfect ideas for them:

Garou (Genshin Impact)

Nejire Kamado (My Hero Academia)

Mina Ashido (My Hero Academia)

Shoto Todoroki (My Hero Academia)

Kazutora Hanemiya (Tokyo Revengers)

Choi Beomgyu (TXT)

Choi Chanhee (The Boyz)

Jeong Jaehyun (NCT)

Park Seonghwa (Ateez)

Wonho (Soloist)

Sunmi (soloist)

Sana (twice)

Beelzebub (Obey Me)

Loki Laufeyson (MCU)

Buckey Barnes (MCU)

Hela Odinson(MCU)

Wanda Maximoff (MCU)

And finally here are some ideas for works (I’m thinking of making a proper prompt list but for now you can request any of these ideas with a muse from above and I will try to fulfill it. Just make sure to specify what type of story you want (fluff, smut, angst, general hcs, drabbles, etc):

Reader is an evil sorcerer and the muse is their loyal familiar

Reader is a succubus and muse is a charge that keeps summoning them

Reader is like Hades and muse is like Persephone

Female Knight reader saves prince muse

Criminal reader goes yandere for normal muse

Opposites attract the big, scary, cold reader and soft cute muse

Muse who is a twitch streamer by day and a camgirl/boy by night

Reader is a Sugar mommy and muse is one of their many sugar babies it starts off fine but then muse falls in love and wants to be readers only one

Dom reader x fem switch muse x sub male muse

Ruler reader x harem

Reader is mean to everyone but muse

Smart tsundere reader dating clingy affectionate himbo/bimbo muse

Fem Joker type reader x male Harley type muse

Reader is an engineer who finds robot muse and fixes them

Vampire queen reader and yandere muse servant who wants to be readers walking blood bag

Hero reader saves muse from a yandere and muse becomes yandere

Demon reader x angel muse

A muse who keeps trying to kill a reader that they don’t know is invulnerable reader knows muse is trying to kill them but doesn’t stop them because they think it’s cute.