"Straight" cocky fuckboy Jsng and his mysterious, slightly intimidating, roommate. Jsng comes home from a weekend rager, hungover and yearning for his bed. He decides to at least throw his shirt in the washing machine first—it reeks of booze (courtesy of a scorned party hookup)+

♡ Let’s Find Out ♡ mnsvng ♡ 8k, rated E ♡ friends to lovers, mutual pining ♡ sexual exploration, riding in honor of mnho proudly saying he rides jsvng, i edited and updated this fic i wrote a long time ago ♡

dumb question but am i supposed to capitalize alpha and omega when i write omegaverse... — it's a valid question - i would say it differs depending on usage, so capitalize when you're using it in a formal or titular…

https://t.co/Od0NY6wmom

actually the longer i stare at this the more i think hm this is how i characterize my unhinged mnhos so maybe this is onto something

HELP WHAT IS HAPPENING

okay... technically every sticker on there does apply to me, but.. the vibe burst and big ego stickers were some of the most appealing ones to me. so idk about "bad match", i think this quiz maybe kinda lowkey sucks

all this talk of drug fic reminds me actually... the time period crisis fic i was talking about.. i did make a mood board for that at the time if you're curious

my toxic trait is that i've done a lot of drugs and partying in my past so when i read drug fics i can tell if the writer has never touched a drug and hasnt done any research bcs their characterizations of the different drugs/highs are all wrong and i just can't read the fic atp

I could cry this is the greatest thing to ever hear from him

uhhhhhhh

{𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝟳: “𝗪𝗮𝗶𝘁…”} Mnho takes advantage of the fact that he’s stuck in a room, alone with Chn. “Oh.. We can’t get out” Mnho realized. Listening to Chns delighted giggles fill the room, absolutely amused with the situation they’ve +

SHE WROTE THIS BCS SHE LOVES 𝘔𝘌 BCS SHE'S WATCHING 𝘔𝘠 FAVORITE SHOW WITH 𝘔𝘌 AND GOT INSPIRED, IM GONNA SCREAM

🐿️🐰hooking up, alcohol use 〘 ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ ᴅᴀʏ 5: “ᴡᴀɪᴛ…” 〙 Jisung never expected to find himself here, fingers tangled in his hyung's hair, gasping against his liquor-stained lips as they stumble into an unfamiliar bedroom. +

+ The wet squelch of the elder's cock thrusting in and out of his worn mouth, laced with a string of satisfied groans. "𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬—so good, jagiya," A soothing balm for all of Jsng's aches and abrasions, "Letting hyung borr—𝘢𝘩𝘩—borrow your pretty little mouth like this."

+ Mnho’s usually gentle fingers gripping his jaw, digging in at the hinges, hard enough to bruise. Jsng's throat stuffed full, lips stretched wide. Slick with gloss and spit and something else — 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘶𝘮. Mnho's salt mixing with his sweetness. +

+ Hours passed, and Jsng had forgotten all about Mnho's request. Until— He awoke to an unfamiliar weight on his chest. Pressing down, pinning him to the mattress. The expanse of two thick, muscular, 𝘯𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘥 thighs, bracketing his head. +

+ Mnho hummed his thanks and withdrew his hand, setting his sights back on the cat video playing on his phone. He idly sucked the gloss from his thumb, a quiet moan of approval echoing in his throat. Jsng's stomach flipped. +

+ Jsng laughed — a little floaty, a bit strained. Affected, and embarrassed, but always eager to give his best friend anything he asked for. “Yeah, hyung, whenever you want.” +

+ "Tastes like strawberries," Jsng breathed, feeling stupid. Mnho's thumb brushed across the bruised flesh, dragging slow over the sheen. His eyes were too intent, too focused. Too sharp. “Can I borrow this?” He murmured, voice lazy and smooth, like syrup. +

+ He was always telling Jsng to stop gnawing on it, always looking out for the younger. Jsng wanted to reassure him that it wasn't a bad thing this time, but the weight of Mnhos gaze and the warm, lingering pressure of his thumb made him dizzy. +