I Posted 307 Times In 2022

I posted 307 times in 2022

That's 307 more posts than 2021!

131 posts created (43%)

176 posts reblogged (57%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@thenewblackcanvas

@kmindset

@multifandomfantasies

@iguessweallcrazyithinktho

@ballelino

I tagged 251 of my posts in 2022

Only 18% of my posts had no tags

#yunho smut - 28 posts

#ateez smut - 28 posts

#skz - 18 posts

#bts fanfic - 16 posts

#ateez fanfic - 15 posts

#stray kids - 14 posts

#bang chan drabbles - 12 posts

#bang chan smut - 12 posts

#yunnie ♡ - 12 posts

#yunho x reader - 12 posts

Longest Tag: 117 characters

#this is what i’ve always meant by i love feedback and send me an ask. it was my biggest sadness on my last account :(

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

don’t hang up

18+ • drabble • yunho

“maybe next time you can try tinder!”

your friend enthusiastically offered after your recent failure to get- in your more than frustrated terms- at least one good fucking orgasm. lately, the task of cumming was all miss and little hit. the few people youve brought yourself to have fun with were much more talk than anything else. more disappointingly, even you couldn’t bring yourself adequate orgasm. there was an end but no spark. no big edge no toes curling no flush over your body. nothing but slightly less tense.

“have you even used the toy you got?”

you cringed. “god no. it just got here this today and after last night’s attempt at another round this morning i couldn't bring myself to even take my panties off after i got dressed this morning. what’s the point?”

“cmon don’t say that! you have to try something new maybe. don’t count the toy out just yet, your hands either. you might be too tense to even-”

“baby?”

“yuyu?”

her boyfriend, yunho, must’ve just gotten there. you hear them greet each other, a bitter scowl on your face. not just because of your current situation but because Yunho was so attractive it made you blush. he used to come into your job, sending you looks. he’d have a knowing smile on his lips at the color of your cheeks. he would converse with you briefly but nothing big. you hoped he would ask you out but one day he came in with your friend in tow instead to drop her off. you tried not to look at him too much after that.

“hello? hey, you still there?”

“yeah sorry i was thinking.”

“i was- gonna say- stop it, yuyu- that i need to go.” you could hear him kiss her between her words. 

“ok bye.” you hear him say as you pull the phone away from your ear to sigh. 

for a moment you closed your eyes until you heard something. you looked around for a source before looking back down to your phone. holding it up, the call was still counting the seconds. he mustve thrown the phone before she could disconnect. 

as you stared in shock, a loud moan came through the phone. you paused for a brief moment before curiosity had you putting it back up to your ear. she let out a needy mewl and you could hear him chuckle. “do you need help with something? you're making my palm wet and i just got here.” 

the image of Yunho on top of her with his big hand shoved between her thighs sent a shock between your own. you shouldn’t be listening but rather than ending the call you muted yourself.

“mhm. I-I was talking to ______ about her sex life. it w-was starting to make me think of you.”

“you were talking to ______?”

you couldn’t control how wet you got hearing him say your name nor help the small joy you felt at how interested he seemed that she was speaking to you. 

she must’ve nodded.

“what was she saying?” she made a confused noise at his question before she screamed out. the moan on the end was enough to have you leaning back. “you heard me.”

“she- she uh…”

“come on baby, get it out and you can have my fingers.” you licked your lips. fuck you wanted his fingers.

“she was asking for advice because she hasn’t been able to cum. not with anyone recently.”

your face burned with mild embarrassment at him knowing but it couldn’t stop the way you began massaging your breasts. the image of him plus the sound of his deep voice was too good.

but you need to hang up.

•yunho•

“what did you tell her?” I asked, trying to keep her satisfied enough to tell me. 

“I told her to try the dildo I convinced her to buy.” I rubbed her clit, coaxing the answers out. “I told her to try tinder too- AHH!”

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246 notes - Posted June 3, 2022

#4

slightly insecure reader with comforting channie thoughts

You feel very shy with him since it’s your first time. You get a little teary eyed at the thought of removing your bra. He notices and with a kiss to your forehead pulls his oversized shirt over your head. Knowing you’ll be be comfortable when you’re not so vulnerable. Even with no panties and eventually no bra the shirt gives you some solace and confidence in your first time. Even as he looks down at you as he rolls his hips into you something about how content and pleasured you look with his t shirt on makes his heart full

305 notes - Posted May 1, 2022

#3

Dating mob boss yunho

he’s cockwarming you in a seat on the stage at his event. nobody’s really noticing. you’re leaned forward a bit, hands on his thighs at your side and you bounce but with your dress still perfect over your torso

but you make eye contact with a woman in the audience doing a similar thing. she’s bent over one of those tall tables with the long white table clothes. she’s leaning slightly forward elbows bunching up her tits as she braces herself on the table, the man who you can see soon is yunhos right hand, Jongho

your mouth opens a bit in a moan stuck there. she smirks and pushed back into Jongho. you see her head throw back and even hear a bit of the noise he makes. she smirks and he grips her throat

Jongho catches what sees doing and makes eye contact as he squeezes her throat whispering something. she bites her lip hard. he smirks before leaning back, dark eyes on your with a sly grin.

a voice in your ear spikes the heat in your stomach with a firm hand to your waist, pushing you down.

‘what exactly are you doing babydoll?’

385 notes - Posted September 8, 2022

#2

Chan stroking your head while you cry your heart out during a really bad depressive episode

“I know… I know baby” he speaks every now and then knowing the tone of his voice is comforting to you, otherwise staying silent while you let it all out.

When you go quiet, the room is comfortingly silent. After a while, you squeeze. Just squeeze him with your face still in his chest. Squeezing him to further ground yourself, to silently let him know you’re grateful for him before you trust your voice again

But he already knows ♡

463 notes - Posted June 26, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

woosan drabble

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594 notes - Posted September 15, 2022

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Imagine someone finding your sex tape

You’re on San’s lap nibbling at his neck while he pants and grips your hips. His shirt is unbuttoned and he’s sweating from the heat of your proximity. It’s something from a erotic film that could inspire a beautiful painting.

The person watching is stunned. The image is breathtaking but his chemistry with Wooyoung was too strong to not be real. They surmise Woosan is fake like everything these days or that some friendships really are just like that.

Until…

Almost as if summoned by the thoughts of the ship, the other man comes into frame with a sensual look before grinning, almost as if he could see the jaw physically drop of the person watching. His mischievous hands pull at the fabric of garment covering you stuck in between. His hands caress any skin they can find before leaning in to kiss San like he’s done it before but needs it to breathe. The way your hand clutches at the falling fabric on San’s chest tells the viewer how affected you are from the environment. It makes even more sense as they can see the way Woo is pressed so tightly against you. They can’t feel it but you could and it drives you wild with a moan hitting San’s ears first. He pulls away from Wooyoung to look at you, his fingers grabbing at your chin to see your hooded expression.

Woo chuckles as he initiates the next move. In the end, the amount of limbs tangled and names and deities called is too obscene to look away from.

Amicus ad aras indeed