Tag: Saeyoung

Kinky Shitty Messenger [RFA]

yandereshit:

*cough* It had to be done here.
It’s a bit shorter than I expected, but I hope you like it anyway!

◄ Zen ►

  • Cosplay – that’s what he’s used to, acting is his passion and there’s nothing he’d like more than to share it with you. He can think even of the scenery, randomly starting to quote Shakespear. His favourite – of course – will be to treat you like a princess. No pet play though
  • Biting – the beast is unleashed he couldn’t himself believe that he can enjoy such a thing, it made him kind of vulnerable… if you bit his neck, he’d actually moan, if it was too painful though, it’d make him feel weak and he wouldn’t like it… on the other hand, he’d love to bit you all over your cleavage and – as far as you’d enjoy that – he’d love you to “wear” bitemarks along with the hickeys…

◄ Yoosung ►

  • Being the sub – Yoosung is not a type of a kinky boy, but he’s like a puppy… he will agree for almost everything you offer. He desires you and he’ll do literally anything to please you. 
  • Food play – for some reason I can see him enjoying having food in your bedroom. No matter if he’s the one feeding you or if you’re feeding him. Things such like mouth-to-mouth ooor licking something sweet off from the other’s body… Bonus points: if you go out together and somehow find the same kind of food as you usually use… he’ll blush every time he sees you eating it, recalling all the things~

◄ Saeyoung ►

  • The do in public places – the fear of being caught is agitating… even more if you yourself are scared and embarrassed of such a thing… Oh, but did I say about only public places? There’s nothing more exciting than doing this in the enemy’s headquaters… God don’t let Vanderwood know about this.
  • Bondage – it’s not that he’ll tie you up so that he can do his job and *** you at the same time I can see him being into any sensory deprivation as well, but let’s be honest – he’ll love to tie you up and tease the hell out of you, saying things like “You want to touch me? Heh, what a shame that you can’t…”, as if he was not the one responsible for your state…

◄ Jaehee ►

  • Being the dom – Jaehee is used to being the one ordered around by Jumin. She likes to do a lot, but being the one in charge is something new and appealing for her; she’s pretty experimental, so she’ll for sure use any opportunity to try this thing out.
  • Sensory deprivation/sensation play – she’d love to put a smooth blindfold around your eyes and use all kinds of feathers and fabrics to run all over your body, gently kissing every inch of your skin; she won’t tie you up though, enjoying your confused moves and flinches as she runs an ice cube down your stomach…

◄ Jumin ►

  • Pet play – obviously; if you even try to act like Elizabeth 3rd, he’ll be instantly turned on… no matter if you did it in an innocent manner or not, it’ll end in your bedroom… and that’s only the beginning, wait for the collar and the leash~ 
  • Daddy kink – is anyone surprised? Ofc not we all know this already Calling him “daddy” may feel weird at first, but he’ll soon love any part of this – spoiling you with lots of gifts, spanking what am I doing with my life or even breath play – only if you feel comfortable with this though. And wait till he finds out that he can use a whip as well I just imagined Jumin x Jaehee, you get this? Like… whips and slaves lol

RFA Thingy Shit: Little couple habits

yandereshit:

I’ve done the same HCs for Diabolik Lovers a damn long while ago, but since I have nothing about Mystic Messenger here yet, I thought you’d at least like those.

Enjoy!

◄ Zen ►

– You meowing and wearing cat ears would make him really like REALLY confused, he’d say you’re cute and then sneeze aloud

– He’d love you to see him perfom on a stage, but if he actually saw you watching movies with him – or something like this – it’d make him all flustered and he’d try to convience you that you don’t need to watch them since you have 100% of the real himself

– Every time you do or say something cute, he’d feel amazed and hug you suddenly, not letting go of you and spilling out all the “you’re the best thing that ever happened to me” texts… 

◄ Seven ►

– You two would be able to finish each other’s sentences, to the point that you’d literally look like the R team (you’d learn their sentences as well) – he’d use it as an excuse to adopt a cat…

– A typical lazy day would include you two laying on a sofa and munching Honey Budda Chips, so lazy that you’d rather prank Yoosung together in the RFA chatroom than actually move

– Once a while he’d hack into all your deviced and switch all your wallpapers into his funny photos; sometimes your computer would split out notifications like “It’s time to eat MC go and come back when you’ve eaten I know that you haven’t yet I installed a camera in your room” – you honestly wouldn’t be sure whether he’s joking about those cameras or not…

◄ Jaehee ►

– She’d always take care of your schedule, perfectly knowing every single task you have to do and remind you of them – she’d even have them all written down in her own calendar

– You’d sometimes get a little bit jealous of her speaking about Zen in such long phrases and she’d notice it immediately – she’d confirm you that there’s no reason to mind it and even try to talk about your charms instead; let me say that, she herself would sometimes get a little bit jealous too if you enjoyed Zen’s photos too much

– She’d help you at school with all of her heart! She’d even convience Jumin to give her a few days or even hours off if she thought that you’d need her in this time

◄ Jumin ►

– No matter if you see each other often or not, every evening he’d call you and ask you how your day was; he’d let you talk as much as you need and tell you about his own day as well

– He’d love to see you playing with Elizabeth 3rd – it’d be as if his most cherished beings were in one picture, he’d watch you two from afar, being too amazed to disturb you

– If you had any particular hobbies you enjoyed more than usual, he’d for sure sacrifice his sources to make C&R go into that shit; something like his cat projects, but with anything you like, and he wouldn’t need your agreement, he probably wouldn’t even tell you and you’d notice after a while

◄ Yoosung ►

– He’d love to make some food for you and always know what you like the most; he’d often try out new things and enjoy feeding you with his own hands

– If you liked to play games, he’d teach you all the things he knows and damn, there’s nothing more encouraging for him than you being impressed by his skills

– Sometimes he’d need you to act like his mother – tell him to go to sleep or help with studying, but it’d be the most lovely thing he’d ever see and, as it goes, he’d always listen to your orders!

yandereshit:

mysticmessengerspambot:

i don’t know much… but I heard 707’s kinks may include lipsticks somehow.

   707 x Reader   

   His fingers caressed your face, the blush spreading all over it almost as dark as the colour of the lipstick he was holding.

   “Open up a little…” he said in a quiet voice. He was too focused on your lips to think about anything else, and you felt as if there could be even a fire spreading around the house and he still wouldn’t notice it.

   You obediently parted your lips, letting him spread the lipstick over them in a gentle, although confident motion.

   “Don’t close them yet” he said with a soft smile, reaching behind his back.

   Like a cherry on top of a cake, he put a small candy inside your mouth, smiling cherfully.

   “All done~” he hummed, clearly glad with the result. He handed you a small mirror and you smiled widely.

   “I didn’t know you’re so good at this!” you chirped happily. “But~ what are we going to do now? We don’t have any plans to go out this evening, do we?”

   “Hm… Not really, but who said you can’t look even more stunning than usual only for me~?”

   You smirked at his cheesy flirt. 

   “Okay then… Let’s say tonight I will stun you only~” you said, taking the lipstick from his hand and putting it away.

   In a swift, smooth move you pushed him down and hovered over him, placing your hands on the floor next to his head.

   Your boyfriend blinked, a bit startled by the movement, but not even slightly unpleased as he stared at you curiously, waiting for your next move.

   You leaned down.

   “O-oh, MC, you’ll smear the lipstick…”

   “I know~” you replied shortly, placing a small peck in the corner of his lips. The colour left on his chin kind of reminded you of his hair at this moment, but even the blush on his cheeks became similar at this point.

   Your lips caressed his once again, and he let you spread them a bit, not expecting you though to push the candy into his mouth, letting him taste the sweet flavour along with yours.

   You kissed him a bit lower then, on his chin, and along his jaw, to his right ear, which you bit gently, almost immediately pulling away and pressing a wet kiss on the opposite side of his neck. 

   You sucked his skin gently, making him gasp and his hands found their way to your hips, making you smirk softly.

   But you pulled away fairly quickly, watching his flushed face that perfectly matched all the red marks you left on his face and neck. He was panting already.

   "Stunning enough?” you asked innocently, getting up… 

   …and leaving, probably to wash off the rest of the lipstick as you expected it’d be smeared over your face now as well.

I want to kiss those freckles

yandereshit:

The very
moment Saeyoung noticed you staring at his face so shamelessly, he was confused and –
to be honest – a bit embarrassed. It wasn’t every day a beautiful girl like you
would stare at him as if he was a piece of art. At rare times, when he dressed
up as a woman, he’d receive lustful gazes of men he totally wouldn’t want to get involved with.

But the way
you stared was different. Curiosity, mixed with that weird kind of enthusiasm
he never really understood, were what was shown on your face so clearly.

A bit
shyly, his lips curled up into a small, confused smile.

“…I-is
there something on my face?” he dared to ask.

“Well, yes.”

He blinked.

“You have freckles!”

Freckles.

Of course
he had freckles. He had them… ever since he was born? Maybe a bit shorter. He
didn’t really know.

“…Yeah” he
replied, quite dumbfounded by your sudden remark.

“Can I kiss
them?” she asked, which made his eyes widen and the smile drop.

Now he
completely didn’t understand. I mean, you already kissed his face more than
once. You apparently haven’t noticed his freckles earlier, but- did it really
matter?

“…Sure” he
answered then.

Soft lips
brushed past his cheeks and nose, making his heart melt in an instant. He sighed softly.

“…A-and
what now?”

You smiled innocently.

“Now we’re
gonna fuck.”

When you can’t finish a thing so you just crack it

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I have a random HC that if some rando dude was hitting on you, Saeyoung would march over, lick your face while staring at the other guy and being like “sorry bro, she’s mine now. I claimed her first.”lolol

mysticmikalla:

THIS IS SO CANON LMAO

God its a shame that Saeyoung canonically doesnt drink bc then i could hc him actually- 

you know what i started writing this sentence but i will STOP RIGHT HERE bc you guys are gonna think im deranged sjfhskdfh

mysticmikalla:

“I don’t know how to be yours.”

inspiration struck at 3am, so here is a quick saeyoung drabble i’ve had in my mind for a while! (also this is so self-indulgent guys im c r y i n g welcome to what my mind is like 24/7)

***

“Why are you so hesitant?”

His lips were on yours before you could answer, kissing you softly yet demonstrating a hint of anguish. Your hands rested on his chest while his cupped your cheek gently, needy. His heartbeat was faint yet wild underneath your palms, and you studied his face, searching for the source of his frown.

“What do you mean?”

Saeyoung dipped his head in again, moving his mouth against yours more roughly than before, “When I kiss you like this,” he breathed, moving his hand from your hips to the small of your back, inching your closer so that your body was pressed against his, “And when I touch you like this, you seem to hesitate.”

You blinked, “I-I do?”

Averting his gaze, Saeyoung nodded, “Yeah. Is this okay? Do you not want this?”

The hand on your back moved to your waist again, and he dropped his touch from your cheek. You could feel him remove himself from you again. The barrier you thought you had destroyed before was slowly rising back up, and you could see it in the clouding of his eyes. You could feel him closing himself from you again.

“I do!” You clutched the fabric of his shirt between your fists, “More than anything, Saeyoung, more than you know. I just…”

He covered your hands with yours. They were much larger than yours, and warm, too. The skin along his palms were always so scarred and bruised, you often spent hours wondering what each meant, what their story was. Saeyoung was a thick and complicated book you never wanted to stop reading, and it both intrigued and terrified you to know you were only on chapter one. His eyes held a strange kind of sorrow and melancholy that tugged on your heart, as you had never met someone of his age who had seen and lived through what he had.

And you wanted to erase it. You wanted to kiss it all away, to reassure him with affectionate touches and by saying the right words at the right time. Whenever he was plagued with nightmares and anxiety, you wanted nothing more but to hold him until he was alright.

But you couldn’t.

“I don’t know know to be yours.”

Saeyoung was taken aback. His eyes searched for the meaning of those words in yours, giving your hand a tight squeeze. Why did his heart feel so constricted by them?

“What..What do you mean?” He asked you softly, silently praying that it wasn’t what he was thinking. That it wasn’t that you were regretting your decision to stay, or that, now that you knew the truth of all he was, how broken and filthy, you didn’t want him anymore.

Saeyoung hoped it didn’t mean you were thinking of leaving.

You could hear it in his voice, his fears rooted deep within those words. “It doesn’t really make sense, and I don’t know how to explain it…”

“Try,” he urged, tilting your chin upwards until you were a breath away from his lips, “Please.”

You wanted to close the gap between you, to be the one to kiss first, to touch him first. But again you felt that barrier, invisible chains that held you back, “I guess I don’t really know how to be close to you like this. After so long of having to keep my distance from you, it’s a bit hard to do…to be able to be with you like this, with no restraints.”

A hand brushed your hair behind your ear, settling at the nape of your neck. You shied away from the intensity of his gaze, searching for anywhere else to look besides those eyes.

“After so long of feeling what I do about you and not being able to do anything about it, I guess I just don’t know how to act.”

With a tug of his lips upwards, your lover swooped his arms under your legs and picked you up, cradling you in his arms and making his way towards the couch.

“Saeyoung-!”

He gently lay you down on the beat-up sofa, never breaking eye contact as he hovered on top of you. “You said no restraints, right?”

“I-I-”

“So don’t hold back,” he murmured, inching closer to you so that the frame of his glasses touched the bridge of your nose, “There is no right way to act, MC, just do what you want to. I’m yours, remember? Completely yours, for as long as you want me to be. You can do whatever you want to me, touch me wherever you like, but just please…” He kissed the corner of your mouth, “Please don’t break my heart just yet.”

You wanted to.

He was so close to you, the familiarity of his scent enveloping you and taste lingering in your tongue. He was all you could see, all you could feel. He was all you wanted to feel, and you were all he wanted, too. So you felt courageous. You brought your hands to his hair and felt the curly red strands you adored, just as you always fantasized about doing.

You needed to.

With the other hand on the nape of his neck, you pulled him closer until lips met one another, until you could fully taste him again. Tongue moving against tongue, your legs wrapped themselves around his torso, pressing his body with yours. God, he was so warm. You could get lost in the way his body moved with yours, touching you everywhere you wanted to be touched and enticing you to do the same. There was no wrong way to act, he insisted, so you were going to act it all out.

You were going to touch him everywhere you wanted, everywhere he would allow. You would kiss him like you had dreamed of for days when you needed to pretend you didn’t. You were going to moan his name when he kissed your neck, plead with him not to stop because neither of you ever wanted to.

And he would do the same; he was going to give you all of himself as he couldn’t before, please you like he thought about doing ever since stepping foot in that apartment. With your permission, there wasn’t a force in this world strong enough to keep him from you, and Saeyoung desperately needed you to realize that.

Drowning. He was drowning in you, feeling himself fall deeper and deeper every time your fingertips traced his skin and a whimper of his name escaped your lips. You were both so intertwined with each other, time escaped both of you. It wasn’t until he was breathless and your mouth was sore, heart pounding against both your chests that you pulled away, but not by much. He rested his forehead against yours, ragged breathing fanning your face.

When you found the strength to flutter your eyes open and look at him, you noticed a deep blush tinted his cheek rose, his eyes were glossy and lips swollen with passion. His hair draped over his face, and for the second he ran his tongue over his lips, you lost the ability to breathe.

He was beautiful, you thought.

And he was yours.