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IT'S ALMOST OCTOBER SO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!

There's just one rule: have fun!

As you can see I created three levels of difficulty but don't feel pressured to stick with one the whole October

You can use #cotltober so your art will be easier to find

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Fanart jumpscare😍 i just came online and saw this

Also oops my bad i didnt mean to spam, my boredom get the best out of me😭😭😭 i just like everything whenever something on my feed.

ALSO I LOVE UR ART SM I LOVE THE WAY U DRAW HER SHES SO PRETTY

WOW kananri thank you so much 😭💜

You exploded my inbox a few days ago and I think no amount of likes or reblogs could compensate for that, so:

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SEEING RTC TODAY WOOOOO

You're just a precious, little thing waiting to be taken care of, aren't you?

girls who say “one more” after you kiss them multiple times are wifey material

She’s Just Not That Into You » Part V (A Harry Styles Miniseries)

Miss the previous parts? Part One » Part Two » Part Three » Part Four

Check out the inspiration behind Harry’s home here!

As always, this miniseries is dedicated to @stylesunchained. Thank you for your screaming for no spoilers, my love. It wouldn’t be proper of me to not thank @chrissy22787​ and @permanentcross​ for their continued support and also continued screaming over this story. Where would I be without you three?!

Let me know what you think! Happy reading.

After secluding himself for the better part of two days, Harry decided it was best to consult someone about his next move, if there was one at all. Nick was the only plausible option, as he was the one who introduced you to Harry, and he’d known you longer than Harry had. Much longer. He’d told Harry that he considered you to be one of his best friends, which shocked him a bit, considering Nick didn’t mention you all that much. But, plenty of time had passed since Harry was in London for an extended period. Nick was a magnet for friends, and he was allowed to make more without Harry around…

…especially if they were friends like you.

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perfect human being💕

a prince ♡ [cr. namuspromised]

Meet Pennywise | Eddie Munson X (Emerson)Fem!Reader |

Summary: Who would have guessed that the small town of Hawkins, Indiana was haunted by a unfathomable being. One that only could be real in nightmares. You begin to notice things and try to convince your friends there's more going on. Resident 'Town Freak', Eddie Munson, so happens to believe you.

"Are you sure you want to walk home, Chris?" You ask, eyes studying the inky black sky and desolate school lot. "My brother wouldn't mind giving you a ride after Hellfire." You offer with a gentle smile.

"No, it's a nice night." She denies the offer with a wave of her hands, "Besides it finally stopped raining!" Chrissy did a little spin earning a bubbly laugh from you, her skirt flouncing with the brash movements. "Plus, I don't live to far." All three things were true, but she wouldn't be safe alone at night. It was dark and anything could happen.

"I just worry, Chris." You admit wringing your hands in worry, bringing them close to your chest, but she was a free spirit.

"I will be fine. Deep breaths." She extends her arms out for a hug, which you gladly accept, but let her go after relishing in the friendly exchange. She gives a friendly smile and then vanishes off into the night. You take a deep breath and head back down the, empty halls towards the drama room.

Loud cheers followed by Eddie's cackle was slightly comforting, but then it fell silent. The lights overhead began to flicker sending your heartbeat into a frenzy, breathing uneven as you manage a small whine, "Hello?"

Laughter, followed by skittering feet, and one of the lockers behind you creak open. Despite your best efforts to not turn around, you do so anyway, in which after the locker slams shut.

From behind a tall figure emerges, bells jingling, yellow eyes, fiery red hair curled up. Painted red and white face, lips curled up into a smile. "You look frightened." It speaks in a crooning manner that leaves you frozen. Clowns, you had always been terrified of them. Ever since you were a kid.

"Y-Youre a clown." You note obviously, to which IT giggles.

"Not just any clown. I'm Pennywise the Dancing Clown." He steps forward and into the light, still flickering, and you jump back.

"S-Stay back.." You back away slowly the fight or flight response kicking in with the adrenaline that coursed through you. Stumbling back towards the end of the hall where the Hellfire club was currently meeting. The clown grins, teeth showing off, like sharp blades. The kind that would tear through your flesh in a heartbeat.

IT lunges at you and a scream rips it's way through your throat and your chest burns. You turn to run, only to bump into someone's chest. Everything goes quiet for a second and your eyes screw shut.

"Whoa, hey. Take it easy, sweetheart."

That voice. You recognized it, two hands grip your shaking shoulders as your eyes fluttering open, squinting at the sudden intrusion of light. Your eyes find his soft brown ones, caring and soft, "Eddie." You pull him into a hug and Barry your face in his chest ignoring the smell of weed that lingered on his clothes. His hands slide down to your mid-back letting you cling to him, fisting the leather if his jacket in your small hands.

"Easy, easy." He cooes down at you. "I got you, Sweetheart. Nothing's gonna get past me." You clung to Eddie for a good while, before the sobs died down along with the confusing ramblings.

"Hey, look at me." He bends at the waist to be eye to eye with you. You comply looking at him, "I'm gonna take you home, okay? Sound good?" You nod. "Good, let's go get your things. Yeah?" You let the guitarist lead you back to the meeting room where everyone has already left. Gareth probably took off to grab Haley and Holly from Grandma's, making Eddie promise to give you a ride. He was sweet though. Always checking in on you even when he wasn't asked.

The thing was, would he believe what you saw? Would anyone?

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eyes full of you

in the days leading up to changbin’s birthday, august eleventh, you make his wildest dreams come true.

pairing: seo changbin x afab!reader

warnings: smut🔞!!!!!, switch!bin (mainly sub!bin), mutual masturbation, porn watching, talk of threesomes, voyeurism, and fxf sex, finger sucking, dirty pictures, pet play, ass play, degradation, humping, pegging, cock rings, handjobs, edging, dacryphilia, temperature play (ice cubes), nipple play, overstimulation, body worship, arm humping (?), somnophilia, food play, unprotected sex

notes: happy birthday my beloved binibug 🩷 now you can see why i wanted so many ideas for this fic! thank u to everyone who reached out. i tried to incorporate everything i could!! let’s just play pretend that this is feasible and anyways, it’s what he deserves!!! title from eleven by ive :)

changbin’s fairly easy to handle when it comes to presents. what can you buy him that he can’t already afford himself ten times over? you did get him something “big” for his special day, but it feels almost like a gift for you as well. he doesn’t want you to spend much on him and prefers when you do something heartfelt instead, you know that. you’ve already gifted him a scrapbook; you paid hyunjin under the table to paint your favorite picture of the two of you last year. what else could you do that hasn’t been done before? 

until you remember your list. 

your list! the extra special list you and changbin sat down and made not too long after you got comfortable having sex with each other of all the things you want to try together. he’s always so busy; there just hasn’t been much time to explore all of the things you’d written out, but now’s the perfect opportunity. 

that’s how changbin finds you on the first day of august, leaned against your kitchen counter frantically writing on little pink scraps of paper and neatly folding them up to throw in a mason jar. 

you must be so concentrated that you don’t hear him come in until he kicks his shoes off in the doorway. 

“what are you writing?” changbin asks, sauntering up behind you and wrapping you in a warm back hug. he kisses your head and tries to look down over your shoulder to see what you’re writing. 

you throw your hand up to cover his eyes. 

“no peeking! close your eyes. here, back up.” changbin easily does as you say, closing his eyes tight. you grab him by the shoulders and move him where you want him, backing him up and pulling his arms up so his palms are facing the ceiling. he fights hard not to crack an eye open when he hears you screw the lid onto the mason jar and shake the little paper contents inside. 

changbin coos out an excited ack! when you place the jar in his hands. he shakes the jar and wiggles his shoulders as he hears the paper rattle. “for me?!” 

“yeah, um. happy early birthday! it’s not much, but! i mean- i figured it could be fun. what are you waiting for? open it!”

“you haven’t told me i could open my eyes yet,” changbin says, rocking forward on the balls of his feet. he laughs delightedly when you slap him gently on the chest and opens his eyes. he hasn’t looked down yet at the jar in his hands, but he kisses you on the cheek nonetheless. “thank you, dove. it’s perfect.”  

“you don’t even know what it is yet.” 

“it’s from you! that’s all it needs to be perfect.” 

he’s a cheese ball, and you love him. you motion to the jar and changbin finally unscrews the lid. 

“okay! okay, you get one a day. there’s eleven in there, so. haha- get it? eleven? august eleventh?! grand finale on your birthday! that just means you have to choose wisely,” you say, leaning into changbin’s chest. he giggles, clearly excited. 

changbin turns the jar on its side and shuffles through the papers with his fingers. he picks up one and quickly changes his mind, drops it, and pulls out a different sliver of paper. 

“okaaay! let’s see. oh. ohhh! what’s this?! yah!” he turns the paper in your direction and you stifle your smile by gently chomping onto his bicep with your teeth. changbin wraps you in his arms again and crumbles up the little piece of paper, tossing it on the counter. he rocks you from side to side. “naughty~ so, uh, when can we start?” 

august 1st

mutual masturbation & porn watching

“i’m glad we’re starting off easy, honestly. tonight’s gonna be busy, you know? stay’s fifth birthday party.” 

admittedly, this is something you’ve both done a few times before. changbin likes when you touch yourself for him far too much to go without shoving a hand down his pants too. 

you’re both laying on your bed naked after a shared shower. your leg is thrown over one of changbin’s, and his head is resting on his arm, his other hand already playing with his half hard cock. 

turning porn on wasn’t necessarily part of today’s plan, but you figured it might be fun to watch some of changbin’s favorite videos and see what really gets him off. the video that’s on screen now didn’t really surprise you, but just knowing that this is something that makes him cum is making your cunt sticky wet. 

the man on screen is laid back while one woman bounces on his cock and another is perched on his face. you circle your clit a little faster when they meet in the middle to kiss, moaning prettily into each other's mouths. 

“oh fuck,” you whisper. “is this- is this something you’d like, maybe? want me on your cock and someone else sitting on this sweet face?” you pinch his chin and he sighs, settling further into the pillows behind him. 

“i mean it’s- it’s just a thought. i just think it’d be hot to see you, like, kiss and stuff.”

“mmm, kiss and stuff?” you hum, finally taking your eyes off the screen to look over at changbin. he snorts a laugh and shakes his head. 

“ahhh, you know what i mean! i don’t- i don’t want to fuck anyone else. you’re perfect, god, you’re so fucking perfect. i just… it’d be hot? seeing you feel good.” 

you look back at the screen again and now see one of the girls laying on her back while the other laps at her pussy, the man settling in on his knees behind her to fuck her from the back. you had been mindlessly playing with yourself while you spoke with changbin, but seeing the display in front of you has you spreading your legs wider and resuming your ministrations from earlier. changbin appears to be in the same boat, now circling the leaky head of his cock with a loose fist. 

“you wanna see me kiss a pretty girl, changbinnie? have her kiss me and rub my clit while you fuck me?” you have to admit he’s right. it’s definitely a thought. 

“oh fuck, yeah, yeah, keep talking. fuck, tell me more?” 

“you could, ah, you could just sit back and watch us for a bit before you join, yeah? watch us play with our pussies while you play with your cock. you can’t- you can’t cum though, not before i say you can.”

changbin nods with you, jacking his cock faster and using his other hand to squeeze at your thigh that’s thrown over his. 

“i won’t cum, i promise. i’ll be good. i’ll be so good, please, what else? what else will you do?”

neither of you are paying attention to the scene in front of you anymore, much more content with watching each other. changbin re-adjusts himself on his back so that he can get a better look at you and props his leg up on the bed. his eyes trail down to where your fingers are tapping at your clit. 

“we’d rub our pussies together for you. fuck, we’d both be so wet you could hear it from where you’re sitting. oh changbin, we could- we could do it with your cock in the middle.” 

“i’m gonna fucking cum, what the fuck,” changbin grits out, hand speeding up on his cock. he’s a vision, thumb and three fingers wrapped around himself while his pinky sticks out. “i want that, want it. you can use my cock. however you want, however you need as long as you cum. as long as you cum, fuck, ‘m cumming. i’m-! cumming, fuck.” changbin’s hips thrust erratically as he milks his cock, and you run your toes slowly up his leg. seeing him cum so hard does you in too, rubbing yourself harder and your cunt throbs, pulsing, as you cum on your fingers. 

changbin watches you come down from your high and immediately reaches for your hand to bring your sticky fingers to his mouth. you roll over toward him and latch yourself to his side, fucking his mouth slowly with your aching fingers and playing gently with his tongue. 

when you pull them out, changbin sighs and combs a hand through his hair. “fuuuck, i need another shower. i think you need one too, come on. we’ve still got some time before i need to leave. i wanna use the shower head on you~” 

august 2nd

photos

changbin’s head is thrown back against the pillow, and he’s gripping your hips like he’ll never let go again. 

“h-holy shit, baby. oh, dove, f-feels so fucking deep,” changbin whines, bucking his hips up to meet you. 

your hands are pressing down on his chest, not only to give you leverage to bounce but to pin him down. it’s not like he’d fight you anyways; he likes you on top too much. 

“fuck. fuck! your tits.” his eyes are locked on your chest and the way it moves with every thrust. changbin lifts himself on his elbows and goes to sit up so that he can latch his sinful little mouth onto one of your nipples, but you reach to the back of his neck and gently grab hold of the collar he’s wearing to stop him. 

“aht, stay down. atta boy, good.” 

the pastel pink collar looks good on him. you knew it would because he picked it out himself. there’s a pink bow on the front too, and right under that bow is a dangling, heart-shaped charm. the word bunny is engraved on the front, and your initials are carved into the back.

“look how sweet you are,” you croon, kissing him on the lips and releasing your hold on his collar. “you like when i fuck you like this?” 

“i love it, damn it, i love it when you fuck me. your pussy feels so fucking good! ‘s making me crazy.” so crazy he’s starting to drool over it. 

you push him back down onto his pillow, and he whines, bringing one hand up to shakily wipe the spit away from his chin. you plant your hands on his chest again and fuck yourself down harder on his cock. the heart pendant dangling from his collar lightly jingles as you bounce. changbin throws his head back hard enough that the pendant gets turned around, and instead of bunny facing you it’s now your initials. 

that’s what inspires you to finally reach over and pick up your phone. changbin whines at the loss of one of your hands on his chest, but it turns into a high pitched moan when he sees what you have in your hand. 

“oh? slutty,” you laugh. “want me to take a pretty picture of you?” you make sure the shutter sound is on. click. 

“look at you, my sweet little boy. so horny, so desperate. should i take some more?” 

“p-please, please take more, ah,” changbin cries. 

it’s not like they’re actually good pictures. you’re riding his cock too hard to keep your hand steady, much less your phone. but they’re good enough. good enough that you’ll keep them locked away for those lonely nights when he’s not by your side. 

“open your fucking mouth,” you grit through your teeth. he does immediately, and the fingers of your other hand make their way between his lips. he sucks sloppily on your middle and ring finger as your others squeeze his cheeks. click. his moan is muffled.  

“you should post these on your new instagram, huh? you think everyone would want to see you like this, sweet boy?” mhm. “how many likes do you think you’d get?” 

changbin cries out, and he gags around your fingers. you pull them out finally and wipe the mess onto his cheek. 

“stick your tongue out. there, yeah.” click. “they’d see you lookin’ so pretty for me, baby. know what else they’d see? they’d see my initials. right fucking here.” you tug at the charm on his collar. “they’d know you’re mine. that you belong to me, isn’t that right?” 

“yes! yes, please, ‘s right. i belong to you! i do, ‘m yours. i’m your bunny. fuck, oh my- ‘m gonna cum. can i cum? can i please?” 

he’s fighting the arch in his back trying to stay flat on the bed, but you’ve decided he deserves to cum whenever he wants. he’s the birthday boy after all. 

“of course you can cum, baby. you deserve it. come on, gonna fill me up? there you go. just give it to me, gimme your cum.” and he could never say no to that. click. 

august 3rd

pet play & ass play

“are you sure this isn’t my birthday present?” you ask, swiftly lifting your crossed feet from the coffee table in front of you so changbin can dust under them. “come on, little bunny, you missed a spot.” 

he looks so fucking sweet. changbin usually tends to go for tighter clothes that show off his bulging muscles, but you like it just as well when his clothing is oversized. he’s cute, with his big t-shirt on and black lop-bunny ears clipped to his hair. not to mention the little black cotton tail that you can see whenever he bends over. you’d gotten this vibrating bunny tail plug forever ago, and changbin’s finally able to put it to use. 

you’re having to hold yourself back from squealing every time he walks into the room with you today. he’s acting shy, coy, his cock is already tenting his shirt. you told him earlier not to wear any underwear, and you can tell he’s not, even though he’s making an effort to bend over as little as possible. 

changbin wipes the cloth over the table again, humming a little tune while he works. he’s not expecting the vibrations to start again, and his knees wobble when you press the little button on your phone. changbin steadies himself by grabbing the edge of the table. 

“aht, careful. clean the corner again; don’t leave any smudges.”  

“s-sorry, sorry. let me… again. i can do better. sorry,” changbin stutters, shakily wiping the edge of the table where his hand just was. when he’s done, he doesn’t make an effort to move though. 

“something the matter?” you ask. you cock your head to the side, and changbin whimpers. “i need you to wash the dishes, please.” 

he nods his head but still doesn’t move. you shut the vibrations off, and he noticeably exhales. 

“i’m- um. leaking. it’s- ‘s making me leak. i’m really, um. i’m hard.” 

you giggle at that and pick your phone back up. you pause, making sure to look changbin in the eyes, and click your screen to start the vibrations up again. changbin keens high in his throat and finally drops to his knees in front of the couch. 

“your little cock is leaky, bunny?” m-mhm. “show it to me. lift your shirt up. yes, that’s good. here, bite the hem like that. good fucking boy. what a pretty picture you make.” pretty is an understatement. changbin’s looking up at you through his lashes while he holds his shirt up with his teeth. he wasn’t lying; his cock is leaking steadily from the tip as the vibrations from his plug stimulate his prostate. you watch as his cock throbs and spits out another glob of precum. changbin spreads his knees wider and slowly rocks his hips up so his tip rubs softly against his stomach. 

“don’t do that. you cum how i want you to or not at all, hear me?” he nods his head quickly, and his bunny ears flop with the movement. so fucking cute. you give him a few more seconds to feel the vibrations and then tap your phone again to stop it. 

changbin stands back up on shaky legs when you tell him again that you need the dishes washed. he walks carefully to the kitchen, and it’s the first time of the day that he’s out of your sight. you hear the water turn on and the dishes clanking in the sink and go back to watching your show, but nothing’s as interesting as the sweet boy in your kitchen. his dishwashing is going too well, you think, so you turn his plug on again and immediately hear him scramble,  dropping a dish into the soapy water. 

he’s too quiet though. 

you leave your spot on the couch to creep around the corner of the kitchen and see changbin dutifully stood at the sink, dishes clean, but he’s humping his cock against the edge of counter. he’s biting down on his lower lip to keep from making a noise. it’s a good thing you decided to get up and check on him or else he’d be getting himself in trouble. 

“what are you doing, bunny?” 

changbin’s hips stutter, but they don’t stop moving. 

“i wanna cum! i wanna cum so bad, please. i- i’m good, i cleaned the dishes just like you asked me to.” 

you suppose he’s right. he has been good all day. he’s dusted your apartment, done your laundry, neatly folded your clothes, and now has done your dishes. next time, you’ll make sure to get him a little maid costume he can wear. 

“you have been my good boy today, haven’t you?” rhetorical question. he’s always your good boy. “alright then. let’s make you cum.” changbin moans as you tap your phone screen and turn on his plug again. you set your phone on the counter and step behind him. your arms wrap around his middle, and he relaxes against you, head falling back to rest on your shoulder. 

“please make me cum. please let me,” he whispers. you don’t answer him but instead bring one hand down to lightly stroke his cock while the other grabs hold of the cottontail of the plug. changbin lets out a raspy oh, fuuuuck and fucks forward into your fist, then back to feel you push the plug against him harder. he keeps going like that, and the sight alone and his noises are making your panties sticky wet. 

“bunny’s gonna cum?”

he nods. “yeah, gonna cum. bunny’s gonna cum. shit, fuck! ‘m cumming, don’t stop, i’m fucking-” you swear he stops breathing as he cums, thick ropes of white streaking out into the soapy water.

you stumble a bit as changbin leans back on you, spent from his orgasm. he whines and pinches you on the hip which leads to you pinching his nipple in retaliation, and you reach down and unlock your phone to turn his plug off. he whines. 

“yah! why’d you make me cum in the water? at least the dishes weren’t in there or i’d have to do them again.” 

august 4th

pegging

“my bin, my bunny. you like this? being fucked like a whore?” 

“love it! i love it, i-! i’m- full. i feel so full.” 

you’ve got him on his back. changbin’s so much more flexible than you ever could have dreamed of when you first started dating, and he loves when you put that to use. your hands are pressing his knees to his chest while his hands grip the headboard. 

he’s donning those cute little lop bunny ears he wore just yesterday. he just looks so precious in them; changbin is your sweet bunny through and through. 

a particularly sharp thrust from you has changbin turning his head; one of the ears flops down over his eye. he squeezes his eyes shut and takes the tip of the ear into his mouth to nibble on. he’s mumbling around the fuzzy fabric of the ear, and you’d tug it out of his mouth to hear him clearly, but he just looks so cute like that. 

your thighs are on fire. truly, you don’t see how changbin fucks you so diligently all the time, it’s work. you ignore the pain as best you can and lean back onto your heels to put your back into your thrusts. 

changbin wails, hands loosening their hold on the headboard and arms flailing. he clasps a hand over his mouth to try and stifle his cries, but you tug his hand down and entangle his fingers with yours. 

“let me hear your cute little noises, bunny baby, don’t hold back.” 

“won’t hold back, won’t,” changbin babbles mindlessly. your thrusts are fucking him up the bed, and his pecs jiggle each time your hips meet his ass. he can’t be still. his fingers squeeze yours while the fingers of his other hand grip at the sheets, his toes curl, point, and unpoint. as he shakes his head from size to side, one of the bunny ear clips catches on the pillow and pulls his hair. 

changbin whines pitifully and scrunches his face up. you go to remove the offending ear clip, but he stops you quickly. 

“no! no please, fix it. jus’ fix it, my- my ears!”  changbin begs. you coo at how cute he is and quickly fix the clip in his hair, running your fingers through the curly and sweat matted hair on his forehead. there you go, all better. 

“better, all better,” he repeats after you. his cock is steadily dribbling precum against his stomach, leaking into the divot of his belly button. his stomach quivers when you lightly graze your fingers over his balls. 

you slow your thrusts down so that you can rake your nails down his thighs. changbin rewards you with a full body shiver, and you pat one of his thighs. 

“turn over for me, please. wanna see your cute little ass.” 

you slowly help changbin lower his legs back down from where you had him pretzeled, and he hums when you massage his hips. slowly but surely he rolls over onto his stomach, and he yelps when you lean down and bite him on the ass. changbin gets his knees under him and lifts himself up onto his knees while he pulls the pillow under his head to hold onto. 

“arch your back. there you go, i love that,” you say, kneading your hands slowly up and down the bow of his back. “look at you. on your hands and knees for me like a little slut. you want me to give it to you hard? come on, say it.” 

he nods against the pillow. 

“i’m- binnie’s a slut for you. i like- i like when you fuck me on my hands and knees. please, i like it so much. will you put it back in? fuck me hard. will you please fuck me?” 

how could you say no when he asks so sweetly? 

august 5th 

cockrings & edging

you don’t even remember where you found this absolute gem of a purchase, but you’re so glad you did. no matter how much changbin might snivel and whine about it in the near future, you know he’s glad too. 

he’d just gotten back from dinner with hyunjin, and not even ten minutes later you have him naked and panting. you’ve oiled up his cute little cock with your favorite lube and circled it with the cutest cockring you’ve ever seen. it fits changbin down to a tee, literally and figuratively. 

it’s pink with two little bunny ears and oh so perfect for your birthday boy. 

“you like it?” you ask. he’s worn cockrings before. several times in fact. 

“i like it,” comes changbin’s whispered response. his head flops down on the back of the couch when you slowly start to jerk him off. he’s still got those lensless glasses on, but other than that he’s completely and gloriously naked. 

he sighs, deep in his chest. you can tell he’s completely pliant for you, and it makes you chuckle. 

“relaxed?” you ask him, and you see his lips quirk up. 

“so relaxed.” 

“good. i want you to be. ‘m gonna make you feel so good, okay? you deserve that, you know.” 

he’s never worried about you making him feel good, but you want him to know anyway. with another small squeeze of the lube to the tip of his cock, you start to really work his cock with your fist. it usually wouldn’t take long for changbin to start fucking up into your hand, but it seems he’s keen on letting you get him off at your own pace for now. 

you kiss the head of his cock and lightly kitten lick the slit until changbin grunts. you’re just teasing. you’re not giving him your mouth tonight, he’ll have to settle for your hands. that’s a compromise he’s quite happy with though, don’t worry. 

the lube covering his cock makes him slick in your hands, and you stroke him deep and slow until you notice one of his thighs start to shake. you give him just a few more pumps of your fist until you pull off, and changbin immediately blows out a harsh breath that makes the curled hair on his forehead flutter. 

“good?” you ask, and he nods, still relaxed against the couch. you bring your hands back to his cock, one now going down to knead at his balls while the other continues to jerk him off. changbin spreads his legs wider for you and adjusts his position so that his hips are lifted higher for you to play. 

his breathing gets deeper as you continue to work him over, and you know he’s close when his leg starts to shake again. you pull off once more, and changbin lightly lurches forward this time. his hands grip the back of the couch tightly. 

“oh wow, fuck. keep- keep going, please,” he requests, and you’re back to it again. jerking his cock and letting go when changbin gets close. he loves being edged; you came to realize that fairly early on in your relationship, and that hasn’t changed. 

you tap lightly on the pink bunny cockring he wears and laugh. 

“you don’t even need this thing, do you? you wouldn’t dare cum unless i gave you permission anyway.” 

august 6th 

temperature play & nipple play

“s-s-shit that’s cold!” changbin cries, back arching sharply. he proceeds to curl in on himself slightly, held back by the pink cuffs that bind his wrist to the headboard. 

you hum sympathetically, dropping the ice back into the small bowl that’s set beside you on the bed. you pinch his hardened nipples with your cold fingers, reveling in the way changbin whimpers at the touch. 

“it’s cold, baby?” y-yes. “here, i can help. i’m just trying to cool you off after you worked so hard at practice.” 

you lean forward now, letting a dribble of spit slowly fall from your lips and onto his nipple before chasing it with your mouth. your mouth latches onto changbin’s nipple, and he makes a noise almost similar to that of a wounded animal. you suck hard, cheeks hollowing and tongue lapping at the sensitive bud. 

“‘s that better?” your question is muffled. 

“it’s so, ahh fuck, your mouth’s so warm.” 

you pick up a piece of ice from your bowl and bring it to his other nipple while your mouth remains occupied with the other. changbin yelps, arms tensing hard above his head and rattling the cuffs. you slowly trace the ice cube around his nipple and follow its pace with your tongue, stimulating both of his nipples at once. 

changbin shivers as the ice cube begins to melt on his skin, a small rivulet of water trails down his stomach to find his hip. 

you pull away and pop the mostly melted cube into your mouth, crunching it up and rubbing your thumb softly over changbin’s swollen nipple. much to his surprise, you bring your hand down on the side of his chest in a slap. his back bows so harshly that you have to push him back down with both of your hands. 

while his eyes are squeezed shut you grab a cube in each hand, bringing them back down to trace over his nipples. both cubes begin to melt quickly due to the warmth of changbin’s chest. once they’ve fully melted, you coo over how red his chest is. the skin around is nipples is pink and ice-cold to the touch. 

his already puffy nipples seem even more swollen now, and they’re impossible to resist. you pinch at both of them now, flicking them with your nails and pulling to hear him cry out. 

“does it feel good, binnie?” you ask. what a redundant question. 

“they’re- ah! numb, i can’t, can’t. please, they’re so c-cold.” 

you pout at him and cock your head but ultimately decide to give your sweet boy some much needed relief, but not before leaning in close and blowing cold air onto both of his abused nipples. the cuffs rattle again, and his legs snap shut around you. you giggle and press your warm tongue flat against his nipple, and it soothes him like a balm. 

while you lick and suck gently against his sore nipples, you finally take note of his hard cock pressed against your thigh. you’d been so focused on his chest that you didn’t notice that you’d been making changbin suffer somewhere else too. 

his noises are sweet and desperate, and you want him to cum soon. he’s lucky you’re almost as desperate as he is or else you’d be putting the ice cubes to use somewhere else. 

august 7th 

overstimulation 

“f-fuck, fuck! it’s so much,” changbin cries. you’ve been playing with him ever since he got home from dance practice earlier. his stomach is streaked with multiple ropes of cum. 

“it’s so much, but you like it,” you respond. you know his limits, and he hasn’t used his word; he’s just whining. “see how hard your cock is for me? you like it, and you’re gonna cum again.” 

changbin grunts, throwing an arm over his face. his hips tremble, almost like they don’t know if they want to buck forwards into the warmth of your hands or escape their stimulation. you’re sitting between his spread legs, both hands occupied with changbin’s steadily leaking cock. 

“i- fuck, i wanna cum. i don’t- i can’t? fuck, please,” he laughs, delirious. “i don’t even know what i’m saying.” 

“you don’t have to say anything, binnie. all you have to do is lay there and look pretty for me. you can do that, right?” 

“can. i can do that,” he mumbles. changbin bites his lip and looks down at you when you reach a hand up to pry his arm away from his face. both hands encircle his cock again, three fingers of one hand wrapped tight around the base while your pinky and ring finger rest again the skin of his groin and your other hand slickly jerks the tip of his cock. 

changbin props himself up on his elbows to watch you, but that doesn’t last for long. when you slightly lean over to spit on the head of his cock, his eyes roll back in his head. 

“holy s-shit. shit, ‘m close, i-. make me take it, make me take it! tell me to. please i- tell me to take it.” his chin quivers, and his eyebrows furrow. 

“look at you. you just wanna cum so bad, don’t you? take it then. just take it for me, okay? you can, my sweet little crybaby.” 

his hips thrust up, choppy and uncoordinated, and he cums for the third time that night with a shout. changbin’s cock throbs violently, but only the slightest bit of clear liquid oozes from his tip. he grows overwhelmed quickly, reaching his hands down to shakily cup yours to stop your moments and entwining your messy fingers together. 

you crawl up to rest beside him for a few minutes, kissing and doting on your darling boy just the way you know he needs after something like this. by the time you decide to get up to run a washcloth under warm water to wipe him down with, he’s out like a light. 

august 8th

body worship 

he’s already starting to squirm and you’ve just started. he has one rule tonight, and you can tell it’s already messing with his head. he’s just so used to you pampering him. he swears you’re basically able to read his mind, always knowing what he wants and what he needs. tonight though, he has to tell you. 

having changbin at your mercy is always a power trip. 

“it’s your big day, isn’t it bin? since you’re the birthday boy, you have to tell me what it is that you want.” 

you start out by massaging his legs. 

“my changbin has such strong legs. you work so hard, don’t you? and look at these thighs! so thick, baby.” your hands glide up to his thighs and you squeeze them. “what should i do here?” 

“wanna feel- feel your pussy. sit on my thigh? please? ohhh, fuck, ohfuck, you’re so wet. i- i’m making you wet?” you grind yourself down on his thigh in answer. he’s definitely making you wet. 

“my pussy’s soaking wet, baby, you feel it?” you know he does. “what about here?” 

his stomach. one of your favorite things about your man. so soft yet so muscular at the same time. your knead your hands up and down his torso and wait for his reply. 

“kiss- kiss it? just want your lips on me,” he sighs, cheeks tinting red at the admission. you’re not going to deny him tonight, so you back yourself up and lean down to press kisses to his belly. you suck a wet kiss against his belly button, and he keens, throwing his head back. 

“these fucking pecs, bin. you work so hard on them too, yeah? and i know you like when i play with them…” you look up at him expectantly. 

“um, just. your fingers,” changbin replies. 

“what about ‘em? what do you want me to do with my fingers, come on, be specific for me.” 

“pinch, pinch my nipples. like- like that! yes, like that. that- oh, that feels so good,” he begs, chest arching towards your nimble fingers as they pluck and pinch just like he asked. 

“sweet boy, perfect boy. you’re doing so well, changbin. making me so proud, baby.” that makes him whimper. 

“mmm, and these. changbin, your arms. you’ve put in so much time and effort to make them big and strong. i just wanna fucking… bite ‘em. wanna rub my pussy on your biceps, what the fuck!” you laugh, but it’s true. 

changbin’s not laughing though, he’s grabbing hold of your thighs and tugging you forwards. 

“do it? please, please i want you to do that! oh my god.” 

well, since he asked for it, why not? you allow him to pull you up his body, and you maneuver his arm so it’s sticking straight out to the side. it’s a bit of an odd position, but if you press close enough to him you can feel the bulge of his muscle on your pussy. his skin is warm, and when changbin flexes his arm muscle it shocks a moan out of you. 

changbin looks close to tears at the erotic sight of you slowly grinding against the bulging muscle of his bicep. the hand on his opposite arm reaches across his body to take hold of your thigh and squeeze. 

“fuck, binnie, oh. what- what about this? what about this pretty little cock? fuuuck, changbin, such a pretty body.” he hisses when you reach your hand down to fondle his hard cock.  

his eyes are still glued to the way you’re humping his arm, but his hips cant up into your hand. 

“fuck me. i want you to fuck me, i want to make you cum.” 

august 9th

somnophilia

you’re so pretty laying there like that. this was the plan anyway since he pulled this particular kink out of his birthday jar, but practice ran late today which makes it even more perfect. 

changbin goes about his business as usual after he closes the bedroom door lightly, tiptoeing to the bathroom to take a quick shower and brush his teeth. when he’s done, he slowly crawls into the bed and settles behind you, breathing in the scent of your hair. 

you don’t wake up when he wraps his arms around you, but you do mold yourself to changbin’s front as if you were subconsciously expecting him. even asleep, your body seeks out his gentle touch. changbin reaches down to entwine your fingers together. 

“binnie’s baby, my baby.” a sweet kiss to the nape of your neck. “my love, my light.” 

the soft silk of your cute little sleep shirt feels so good against his bare chest, and his nipples pebble when they rub against the cool fabric. you’re wearing his favorite panties too, he can see them peeking out from under the sheets. 

changbin smirks at the sight and bites his lip. what a little minx you are, how sweet of you to wear his favorite pair to sleep for him. his hand leaves yours so he can trace the lace trim of your panties, and that same hand travels lower so that it’s now squished between the press of your thighs. he can feel how warm your cunt is through the fabric. changbin gently rubs his fingers up and down the gusset of your panties, and he hisses when he feels that you’re wet. 

“ready for me,” he whispers and presses a kiss to your shoulder. 

changbin makes to take your panties off, tugging the hem down until you start to roll over. he freezes and looks to your face to see if you’re awake and lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding when he sees your eyes still closed.

“so sweet.” changbin manages to pull your underwear halfway down your thighs and settles his hand between your legs again, paying special attention to your wet little clit now. he hums.

changbin maneuvers you back to your side so that your back is pressed to his chest again. his cock slips between your thighs, and he fucks against the lips of your cunt until he can’t take it anymore, slowly sheathing himself inside the warmth of your body.

his lips find the lobe of your ear and he sucks it into his mouth. “always ready for me, this pussy. baby let me in, let binnie in,” as he finally stills inside you.

you feel him smirk against the shell of your ear as you slowly blink into consciousness and your body quakes at the much welcome intrusion.

“mmm, bin?” you ask, he thrusts once at the sound of your sleepy voice. you’re shivering, from the stretch of his fat cock and the chill air of the room. changbin lifts the sheet up to fully cover you both.

“it’s me. always me,” changbin replies. his strong arms press you tighter against him, and you bring a hand up to run through his curly hair. “you spoil me, sweetheart. needed this sweet pussy. ‘m gonna cum in it.”

august 10th

food play

he’s excited for tonight’s award show, you can tell. bouncy and energetic and singing loudly into every room he goes. even more so now that you’re both in the kitchen.

“taste good?” you ask, watching as changbin sucks your finger all the way into his mouth to lick the icing off. he pulls off with a pop! and grins at you slyly. 

“mhm, so tasty~” 

his real birthday cake is sitting in a nice glass cake plate on the other side of the counter. you didn’t want to ruin the cake you’ll actually be eating tomorrow, so you decided to make a small one for you and your boyfriend to play with. 

another brush of your fingers in the pink icing leads them to changbin’s mouth again, and before you allow them inside, you swipe them against his lips. you kiss him before he has a chance to whine about the mess you made on his face, licking his lips and tasting the icing for yourself before feeding your fingers back to him. 

“mm, you’re right. it is tasty.” 

you back yourself up until you reach your kitchen table and lift to sit on it, raising your shirt over your head and tossing it at him. he catches it with a smirk and playful eyes, dutifully watching as you continue to remove your bra and toss that to him as well. 

you swipe your finger down the side of the cake, and instead of lifting the sweet icing to your mouth, you circle your nipple with it. you gasp at the foreign feeling. the icing is thick and cool, and a chill travels down your back at the sensation. you beckon changbin closer with your sticky index finger, and he follows like a man starved.

the second changbin stands in front of you, he ducks his head to latch onto your nipple. your back arches as he sucks hard, flicking his tongue and moaning as the icing coats it. changbin pulls off to survey his work and quickly dives back in to lick away all of the lingering sweetness. 

“here, here baby, get the other,” you coo, giving your other nipple the same treatment. changbin easily moves to the other side of your chest, sucking and licking at your icing-covered nipple. his hands come up to play with your tits, squeezing and kneading while his mouth works. 

you smear more of the icing in between your tits and throw your back back when changbin licks up the valley of your chest. 

“mmm, wanna put some on your cock,” you hum, wrapping an arm around his head and holding him close. 

changbin whines and ruts forward against your clothed cunt. he always gets this way when your tits are involved. 

“‘m not done with you yet though, here.” 

instead of just the icing this time, you grab a small handful of the vanilla cake in your hand and smear it down your chest, ignoring how the feeling makes you want to cringe when you see changbin’s eyes widen sweetly. 

“eat up, birthday boy. don’t you want your dessert?”

august 11th 

surprise! 

“wait, i think you missed one?” changbin said, lifting the last piece of paper up and flipping it over to check on the back. “it’s blank?” 

“nah, i didn’t miss one! i’m just sneaky,” you reply. you’ve been nervous all day up until this moment, but now that changbin’s in front of you your nerves just seem to disappear. he has that effect on you. “i actually, uh, have one more actual present for you?” 

changbin looks up at you from where he’s sitting on the edge of the bed and stands up to take hold of your hands. 

“baby, you’ve spoiled me every day for close to two weeks! you’ve done so much for me already.” he wraps you in his arms and sways you from side to side, kissing your lips once, twice. you finally manage to wriggle from his arms and walk quietly to your nightstand, opening the drawer and pulling out a neatly wrapped box that makes changbin’s eyebrows lift.

changbin lets you put the box in his hand and kisses your hair in thanks. you look into his eyes and gently brush the tip of your finger down the bridge of his nose. 

“happy birthday, seo changbin. i really, really love you.”

his eyes shine, and you think he’s beautiful. however, he’s quickly biting down on his bottom lip and resting his head on top of yours so you can’t see his eyes water. 

“no, don’t-! stop! stop, you can’t cry! don’t do that or i’ll cry! you can’t cry on your birthday!” you wail, slapping at his shoulder and burying your face against his chest. he laughs weakly and sniffs, squeezing you tight. 

“yah, i’m not crying! you must be seeing things,” he huffs. you decide to let him get away with that just this once. birthday boy privileges and whatnot. 

changbin unwraps the bow and lifts the top of the box, tossing it back onto the bed. his eyes widen when they land on the little jewelry box on the inside. 

“now listen, it’s nothing crazy! i just thought-”

“you’re proposing to me?!” changbin hollers in delight. 

“no, you goof! jesus, just open it, please!” you slap your hand against your forehead, and changbin cackles. he does as you say though and gasps when he opens the box to find a nice, matte black tungsten ring inside. 

“hold it up, look on the inside,” you instruct, and you lean forward when changbin does to get a closer look. 

the inside of the ring is engraved with your handwriting. 

always and forever. 

changbin laughs and looks down, a tear finally cascading down his face. he wipes at his cheek before sliding the ring onto his finger. a perfect fit. 

“look! i got one too.” you skip back over to your nightstand and pull out the box with your ring in it and sliding it onto your finger, matching black gem in the middle. he takes hold of your fingers to look at your ring and smiles, noting how well both of the rings go together. 

“i just wanted to get us matching couple rings, you know? so! i mean, or they can be promise rings, or whatever. just… yeah,” you stammer. changbin kisses you, smiling. 

“i love you. i love you so much. you’re perfect for me, you know that?” he asks, cupping your cheeks. “i’m- i’m so lucky to be loved by you.”

changbin turns you around and walks you backwards until your knees hit the bed. 

“i want to show you, since you’ve been so good to me. you’ll let me be good to you, right?” it’s his birthday, but you’d never say no to that. 

before you know it, you’re both naked and pressed tightly together on the bed. changbin’s on top of you, strong body rolling against yours while you kiss. 

“let me- ah! let me get on top?” changbin hums at your request and mumbles an enthusiastic fuck yeah against your lips. 

you do just that, rolling him over and perching prettily over his cock. changbin wraps an arm around you while he uses his other hand to guide his cock inside of you. he kisses you, deep and dirty, as he sheaths himself inside. you moan against his lips, and he responds to that eagerly with a moan of his own. 

your rhythm is slow, much softer than anything you’ve done for the past almost two weeks leading up to changbin’s special day. you cup his cheeks in both of your hands, kissing his forehead, nose, and finally his lips again. 

changbin turns his head to the side to kiss the inside of your palm. he cups your hand in his and pulls it from his face, curling your fingers over his and gazing down at the ring you’re wearing. 

“my dove, my baby, one day i’ll give you a real ring. i promise you that. i’ve never wanted anything more in my life,” changbin says, kissing the ring again and looking up into your eyes. “there’s nothing i want more than to be your husband.” 

he kisses up your arm, over your heart and to your lips. 

“but first, i’m going to make you cum.” 

“what are you doing?” you mumble, words muffled by the skin of changbin’s warm chest. you’ve been laying snug in the crook of his arm since you finished. changbin grunts loudly as he reaches over to pick his phone up from the nightstand. 

“just texting the group chat to tell them you put on a ring on it before i did. i can’t believe i’m the first one to get hitched! wait, can i listen to single ladies one last time?”

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Bro, I'm sitting here, eating my chicken nuggys and scrolling through Tumblr. And I find the mafia stuff, like, I did not expect to be crying while eating my nuggys. WHY!?!?!?!/pos

(The writing is so GOOD!!! AAA- I'm so excited. I now have the motivation to draw. . . . You have no idea what power you have given me >:] )

it’s not fucking tinnitus idiot that’s my guardian angel speaking to me

Uh- um- um- gggg- uh- DRESS! eeeeeeeehhhghhhhhh

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