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ephemerasnape · 8 months

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Bait and Switch (Audio)

Sebastian and Ominis discuss a serious problem they're having... 🤣

"I do not have pimples!" - Sebastian Sallow

AUDIO 18+

(Humor. Not explicit, innuendo only, but still potentially embarrassing :)

If you enjoyed this, check out my other works!

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crabussy · 7 months

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HI GUYS my weaponise your whimsy artwork is 30% off for pretty much everything you can get it on!!

everything else in my shop is also 30% off!! yayy ^_^

#SHAMELESS SELF PROMOTION!!!!!!#listen to my gibberish boy #redbubble #whimsy #whimsyposting #a few people bought it as a sticker which is super cool!!!!! might get one for myself when I have the cash [:

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vaguesxrrow · 28 days

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dude idk what it is abt dead boy detectives but i usually never write this quick 😭😭

#wdym 5 fics in a week.#this isnt the lazy mf i know myself to be.#anyways go check out my blog gays !! (shameless self promotion)#dead boy detectives headcanons #dead boy detectives fic #dead boy detectives x reader #dead boy detectives

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lineffability · 10 months

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wanna read a post s2 fic where they go through the terrifying ordeal of being known but the knowing is both hard and painful AND full of catharsis and joy AND they keep making jokes and bickering bc that's part of the knowing too? a fic where they reconciliate, hut it happens slowly, and they make mistakes, and neither gives in easily AND neither regrets their actions entirely? a fic where they stand their ground AND meet halfway? where they not only apologize but still challenge each other? where the hurt is not erased but they build back better from it? a fic where they can't stay away from each other despite everything ? where they return to the bookshop together, and it's like when you come back home but you've grown up, not quite the same but still familiar, like a missing piece of you still lives in there somewhere? and maybe it's okay that things change? a fic where the metatron is the antagonist and muriel rises to the occasion and jesus is an old friend and both Crowley and Aziraphale are as utterly incompetent as they've ever been? a fic where they smash their faces together again??? that's what I wanna read!!!! so yeah that's why I'm writing it

#good omens #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #aziraphale x crowley #good omens fanfiction #good omens fanfic #wanna get there together with me???#im giving myself everything i want #new chapter drops tonight (i hope) (im determined)#this is shameless self promotion im basically aziraphale with a stain on his coat #giving you the puppy eyes #but im quite proud of this one so far #i havent even spoilered too much with this description but they ARE doing all if thst and more

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mojowitchcraft · 1 year

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Fave WIP Round-Up [Ongoing Series]

Continuing my obnoxious love bombing with some recs for ongoing series as well! Find the rest of my WIP Recs here

Uneducated Guesses Verse by @eddywoww Rated E | Works: 9 | Words: 103k

"Steve." He pointed at the name tag on his chest. Eddie hadn't even noticed, too distracted by that face. "What's your usual scene, Eddie?"

The Rush of Thunder (That Brings You Under) by @callmejude Rated E | Works: 5 | Words: 125k

While Steve and Dustin are searching for survivors, they're surprised to find Eddie alive, hiding out in Rick's cabin. Steve takes up the task of caring for him while staying in his trailer.

The Jock and the Freak by chesiredog Rated E | Works: 4 | Words: 23k

“You had these in your pocket for Anna?” he asked, wagging the tube of lube and strip of silver packets at Steve. “Three? Ambitious, aren’t we?” “Three’s my record,” Steve panted. Eddie halted halfway through stashing the items in his pocket. “Seriously?” With a sex-drunk smirk, Steve asked, “You can’t bounce back after?” “No, not for a few hours because I’m not goddamn Superman. Should I see if I can get you to four?” Steve’s mouth sealed shut, and he swallowed audibly. OR After a drug deal goes sour, Eddie finds himself rescued by the least expected knight in shining armor.

Left Hanging on the Ghost of His Words by @bonitabreezy Rated T | Works: 6 | Words: 28k [Now Complete]

In the Summer of 1985, Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley are captured by Russian soldiers under Starcourt mall. Only one of them comes out alive.

cybersex by @toburnup Rated E | Works: 3 | Words: 7k [Now Complete]

With a self-satisfied groan, he rolls over and taps her icon to send her the video. Steve presses send and closes his eyes, feels each muscle relax. A minute or two later, his phone chimes and he opens one eye to read the text. But - it’s not Emma. It’s Eddie who texted him and he frowns, swipes it open. Eddie: lol Steve sits up and fear sparks in his stomach. His hands are shaking as he scrolls up and - Yep, sent the video to Eddie. (Steve sends an… intimate video to the wrong number)

boots & budweiser’s miraculous misadventures by helix_stomper Rated E | Works: 3 | Words: 100k

Steve and Eddie meet at a gloryhole Pre-S4. It goes pretty much exactly how you’d expect.

out on the ice by @hexiewrites Rated E | Works: 2 | Words: 60k

Eddie Munson just wanted to play hockey. That's almost all he's ever wanted, since he was old enough to realize it was an option for him. And now he's at the top of his game, one of the best players in the NHL. Everything would have been perfect... if it wasn't for the small matter of the thing he's got going with his long time rival, goalie Steve Harrington.

And I'll be self-indulgent and add my series to the list:

Night Drives by @mojowitchcraft Rated E | Works: 9 | Words: 78k

Night Drives is an ongoing series, starting with Part 1: "No One Rides for Free" where Eddie Munson stumbles across Steven Harrington crying next to a bush at Tina's party and makes it his mission to cheer him up. Continuing on as their relationship develops over the course of fall/winter 1984 and beyond.

Edited May 7 to note completed series Edited Aug 3 to update

#WIP RECS #STEDDIE FIC RECS #STEDDIE FIC REC #STEDDIE WIP #STRANGER THINGS #STRANGER THINGS FIC REC #STEVE HARRINGTON #EDDIE MUNSON #STEDDIE #PUBLICLY OUTING MYSELF AS A SIMP FOR ALL THESE WRITERS #self rec #ao3 weird witchcraft #shameless self promotion #mojowitchcraft wip recs

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maideninorange · 1 year

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Out of options, time, and under pressure from Yabusame, Kuroji, and Shion, Saragimaru rescues Tsubakura from the brink of death.

Unfortunately, the method used to save them came at a terrible, terrible price.

An old draft I decided to finish up and post to the Archive for, um, archival purposes (don't ask). I'm not the most stoked about it personally, but if this sounds interesting to you, don't hesitate to give it a read!

#len'en #len'en project #len'en fanfiction #tsubakura enraku #adagumo no saragimaru #yabusame houlen #kuroji shitodo #shion #jinbei #tw near death #older fics are weird honestly #(when they're yours at least)#(it doesn't really matter as a reader as long as it's good to you lol)#the value in this fic is more to myself in all honesty #but you are welcome to read and draw your own conclusions about it too #if you decide to read of course lol #shameless shillings of self-promotion

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begrudginglytumbling · 1 year

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These are WangXian bunnies. No doubt about it.

Calm little bunny sitting watching the moon?

Little shit of a bunny jumping from a rooftop to annoy him?

Yeah.

Totally WangXian bunnies.

(And they’re on my Etsy)

#The Untamed #Lan Wangji #Wei Wuxian #wangxian bunnies #to be fair I only have these on my shop because I wanted them for myself #and now I'm doing a bit of #shameless self promotion #jewellery of mine

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charcoalstardust · 1 year

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hi i'm still writing more than drawing for a bit take this in the meantime

ONE of these things is NOT like the others

#lysander chatters #maybe if people want i can share my main ninjago au #and by that i mean specifically ronin ninjago bc queer bastard thief w/ no gender :)#it's all on inkognitos honestly so uh. shameless promotion—if you like lego stuff i got that there :)#i got a completely different anxiety w/ it that i gotta work out myself so don't mind that it's on a completely different blog #SORRY IF YOU FOLLOWED ME FOR OUTLAST ONLY TO BE MET W/ RANDOM POSTS THAT ARE ONLY PARTIALLY RELATED #I JUST KINDA DO THIS SOMETIMES

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the-stoned-ranger · 1 year

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Kakashi Hatake, Critically Acclaimed Author and Virgin Who Can’t Drive

Rating: Teen

Pairing: Kakashi/Tenzo implied

Summary: Stuck on a mission in the Russian winter, Kakashi gets a little literary inspiration.

Kakashi shivered and threw another log into the old-fashioned wood stove. It crackled to life, temporarily flooding the tiny shack in the middle of the tundra with a blast of heat.

He warmed his fingers against the grate, watching Tenzo whittling another one of his little wooden animal figurines, a hawk this time. He’d already made a bear, bobcat, and wolf, all common animals in this barren part of the world--Tunguska, Russia.

Really, Tunguska was nothing more than a large crater, the suspected site of an ancient alien encounter. Kakashi wasn’t sure why Lady Tsunade had assigned two of her most elite ninjas to this mission--it was too cold and snowy to do much reconnaissance--but he had an inkling that it had something to do with the rumors about Vladimir Putin, the Kage of Russia, building military bases in the area with secret alien technology.

So far, there had been no sign of either construction or aliens. This far above the Artic Circle, there was only endless snow and darkness.

Yamato paused his whittling to raise an eyebrow at Kakashi. “Made any progress on your novel, boss?”

Kakashi turned back to his blank scroll with a sneer under his mask. Now that he was spending the winter in Russia, he had been eager to spend it like his favorite Russian novelist Fyodor Dostoyevsky, hunched over a glass of vodka and the manuscript of a literary masterpiece.

Only vodka made Kakashi throw up, and he’d barely managed to write a word of his novel.

He’d had a great idea for a novel, a love story as timeless and tragic as Anna Karenina with the moral pathos of The Brothers Karamazov, all underpinned by a generous number of sex scenes strategically placed for dramatic effect like Icha Icha. Although actually writing a novel was a lot harder than thinking about writing a novel.

“No,” he sighed miserably, unrolling the scroll to reread the last thing he’d written.

He’d gotten stuck at the first sex scene. His own lack of experience in sex outside of books meant the character’s dirty talk wast stilted and odd, and Kakashi wasn’t even sure if the position he’d described was physically possible in real life (years of reading weird tentacle erotica had messed with his concept of what was and was not physically possible between two people in the throes of passion).

“I still don’t understand why you’re doing this anyway,” Tenzo said.

“Look, Tenzo, connoisseurs of great literature such as myself--” Tenzo snorted, which Kakashi ignored (sure, he read a lot of weird porn, but he’d also read the classics, thanks very much), “know that Russian novels are considered masterpieces. And that’s because there’s fuck-all to do during a Russian winter except drink vodka and write,” Kakashi explained, biting on his mask.

“Vodka makes you puke,” Tenzo pointed out. “And you haven’t written a word of your novel in two weeks.”

Kakashi glared. He was well aware of those facts, thanks--he didn’t need Tenzo’s reminders.

Tenzo put down his knife and his tiny hawk figurine. His large eyes flickered in the soft light of the primitive kerosene lamps. “You know,” he said, running his tongue over his lips, “there is something else people do during long, dark Russian winters.”

#hatake kakashi #yamato #tenzo #naruto #shameless self-promotion #i crackprompted myself again #the muse needs to put down the crack pipe #kakayama

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haloswrld · 2 months

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—works in progress + my fav line from them.

KEIGO

crawling into your window past 10 has become a good habit of his.

you aren’t any better; you’re eyes remain halfway open and you play the role of someone who’s had too much of him, when in reality, you know you’ll always be there to make sure he gets that world he yawns for, even it’s one constructed of legos.

for no reason now, morning just might be his favorite time of the day.

the door flicks open to reveal you standing outside. you startle a bit, evident in the way you quickly retract your hand from knocking once more. you’re pretty in all your morning glory he thinks, just how long do you plan on standing there?

JASON TODD

when you have nowhere else to go, jason never hesitates to pull you too close.

The ringtone of his phone is what does it, particularly that tone that he’s been hearing a lot recently but never thought would be the reason he would be awaken from his sleep.

you let jason walk in and he follows.

he can see it all the moment he closes the door behind him. from the way you slightly look around to ensure perfection, to how nervous you seem from letting him into your space for the first time, to him, nothing goes unnoticed.

in which you two frolic in the snow together at a questionable hour.

jason parks on the side of the road to your wanted destination, a smile playing on his lips when you get out the car and make a run for it, the heat of your hand still hot against his own.

there’s a lot you can tell when things shift—especially when they have everything to do with jason.

his recent absence and distantness could maybe be explained as normal, that is, if only the two of you were just friends. maybe it could be sold to you if he didn’t tangle his fingers in your hair every time he kissed you and if he didn’t seem to linger a bit too long in the hold of your embrace.

jason comforttt!! this one don’t have a synopsis.

the thought of getting home and taking a nice bath is the only thing that gets you through the day. on your way home the trees swish, the cars honk, the children chase and most evidently the sun hangs, falling low from a place in the sky that highlights the outline of your apartment building.

KENTO NANAMI

he really should go home, be out of your hair by this hour but the warmth of the moment outweighs the ticking clock and being by your side a bit longer won’t hurt. it never has.

nanami who tumbles with you a little bit on your way in, catching you in the hold of his arms right as you’re about to fall and pulls you closer than you ever are into his space. you take a little longer to pull back all while he asks if you’re okay. you hum in response, straightening yourself and hope that, in the dimly light space of you’re entryway, he doesn’t see the slight red to your cheeks.

the fact of the matter being he’s your and your his.

when the first snow of the year falls, nanami isn't looking up into the quiet sprinkling sky. instead, shielded under the door awning of the coffee shop, the blondes eyes are trained on the person he sees across the street, their arms happily looped around two others in the display of twinkling snowflakes. ever since you left his hold, nothing has allowed him to forget you.

rains got you wet but nanami can help dry you— or not. it’s his choice.

“—actually, I don’t want to hear anything from someone who can’t even dry themselves properly.” his tone is serious but it’s betrayed by the way he uses his hands. the soft manner that he scrunches pieces of your hair in whispers ‘you’re precious to me’.

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#halo: writes ✎‧₊˚✩#shameless promotion going on #putting this here to get myself to writtteee

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wrenjacobswrites · 11 months

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#I feel shameless promoting myself #I feel like my writing is not good enough for that #I feel extremely embarrassed #the worst part about it is that I wouldn’t feel that way about ANY body else #I’d be happy they’re getting their work out there #so why can’t I feel the same about myself?#this would also be imposter syndrome if my writing was good enough #talking

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nomazee · 1 year

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oh hey guys…. just want to remind u i take requests…. check my pinned post for rules …. give me something silly to write….

#i say this while i have two wips and dwindling motivation #i don’t CARE!!!!!!!!!!!#i will do. Something. One of the above #soon …#me when i mindlessly shamelessly promote myself on my silly tiny dying blog #this is my blog and my rules and MY shameless promotion #nat says stuff #maybe a bnha thing #Guys… hear my calls… i NEED to write bnha #i say this and then open a google doc and freeze at the thought of trying to write for it #i thjnk it’s bc im scared i won’t be true to the original plot #i have a tendency to. Not understand. The plot of shows i watch #Um…!!!#But i can do a damn good job at character analysis (no i cant) so that makes up for it (no it doesn’t)

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vikingsong · 2 years

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WIP Wednesday (10/5/22) /

WIP Whenever 🤦‍♀️ (10/7/22)

From a rough draft of a WIP essay-memoir-meta-thing about bipolar disorder…

There are those who say the Fire is a drug, and we of the Floods and Flames are addicts chasing a high: impenitent saboteurs of our own recovery. But the bare, honest truth is that I would gladly give up both the lows and the highs if I could just be okay, level, normal all the time.

#wip wednesday #me myself and my neurotransmitters #bipolar disorder #wip whenever #mental health #health #my post #my stories #meta #neurodivergent #turn of phrase #writers on tumblr #writing process #shameless self promotion #prose #my writing #wip #wip excerpt #actually bipolar

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star-suh · 6 months

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A Detective and a Gangster Walked Into a Bar

Jeong Jaehyun x Male Reader

cw: top jaehyun, pwp, unprotected sex, breeding, cheating, blowjob, deepthroat, degradation, rimjob, handjob, lightly choking, implied spit as lube, bit of feminization, dumbification.

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yn is a known p.i. in the city In recent months he has been trying to catch a dangerous gang and to do so he has had to fall to the lowest of the low. this is how he is now on his way to a bar that is managed by jaehyun's wife, another well-known mafia member who coincidentally is a rival of the gang that yn is tracking. "i can't believe i had to ally myself with a son of a bitch like jaehyun," yn mutters, his breath being visible for the cold night.

jaehyun was signing some papers when the phone rang “hello?” he answers the phone, "oh, hello johnny... yeah yeah okay, send him directly to my office”.

“well. well. well… look who arrived, if not the most respected detective of all, yn ln huh?" he says with a cocky tone. “shut up and let's get straight to business. where's the folder you promised to give me?” detective yn said.

“woah you are as handsome as in the photos i have” the shameless gangster flirts. “i'm not here for your stupid jokes jaehyun, give me the. fucking. folder” anger being visible on the detective's face.

“take a seat and let's talk” jaehyun said, “why do you want the folder so much?”. “why do you care?” replied the other quickly. “i don't know maybe i feel jealous.. maybe i want you chasing me instead” jaehyun once again flirts. yn was not having it, he took a deep breath and counted to 10.

“i give you the folder with all the evidence to arrest that son of a bitch. but i'm going to need something in return" jaehyun gets up from the chair, walks around the desk and heads to the couch, sitting there in front of yn. “what do you want?” asked the other male. jaehyun manspreads “just an hour with you. i know you're not a whore but we can make a deal” he blurted out “i'm tired of doing favors for money i have a lot of that. i need other things… like the back of your throat” he smirks. “you shameless freak. fine, but no one should know about this" he sighed, that folder would help him a lot in getting a promotion at his job so whatever it takes, right?.

“come here” jaehyun does a motion with his hands, yn walked towards him. they kissed “so soft” murmured jaehyun “i wonder how would they feel wrapped around my cock” he said between kisses. yn knelt down and unzipped the other's pants, surprised by his big, throbbing cock. “seeing you in your knees is making me so horny”, yn's tongue went up and down jaehyun's shaft “what a fucking tease” moaned the gangster. yn then introduces the tip inside his mouth, making circles with his tongue on it and playing with the foreskin, he then leave wet kisses in the shaft sucking the balls, “so skilled damn you're a professional cocksucker. have you done this before?” grunted jaehyun, “that's none of your damn business” replied the detective.

yn slapped the other's cock on his tongue and put it all the way inside his mouth “fuck, the back of your throat feels so good” yn starts to deepthroat him holding on for a few seconds before taking out the huge cock smeared with thick strings of saliva that connecs his lips to the cock. “shit not even my wife can take it all” grunted jaehyun in excitement.

“that's it, keep sucking it like that?” he demanded “who's a good boy huh?”, yn didn't pay attention to his words, he just wanted to finish as soon as possible. “go faster.. i'm gonna cum inside your throat you better swallow it all slut” jaehyun pushed yn's head all the way down his cock locking his thighs around his neck, choking him while also cumming, forcing the other to swallow the thick gooey sperm of the gangster.

jaehyun let him go, yn fell to the floor coughing trying to catch some air. “come here we're not done yet” jaehyun grabbed and lifted yn by the hand and push him towards his desk “bend over” he said in a low demanding tone, “what the fuck are you talking about?” asked yn with a worried expression. “i said bend over” jaehyun's hand sneaking around yn's throat, squeezing it lightly “the hour is not over yet and i plan to enjoy every part of you until you come back later to me asking for another favor" his laugh sending shivers down your spine. jaehyun quickly remove yn's pants “spread your legs wide for me” yn did as he was told, feeling embarrassed as how submissive he was behaving around that bastard. “good boy” he hears while a slap lands on his left ass cheek.

jaehyun buried his tongue deep inside yn's hole while using his hand to stroke the other's cock “so hard for me. look how much you're leaking. are you that excited to be fucked by me?” he says in between the times that he stopped eating ass to breathe.

yn bites his arm to avoid moaning and give that bastard the satisfaction of knowing that he is feeling good “you're being a good little plaything for me mr. yn don't you wanna be the replacement of my wife?”, “shut up.. don't mention her you shameless perv… fucking other people when you're already married” spoke yn, the pleasure already numbing his mind. “you knew that… and that didn't stopped you to suck me off and you didn't do nothing to avoid what is happening right now so.. who's the perv here?”.

the gangster kept eating yn out “let's get you nice and wet for me i don't want to break you mr. detective… well at least not now” he murmured. yn stopped biting his arm he doesn't have the strength to keep doing it so his saliva started to came out of his mouth and he started to moan so loud “take a deep breath, i’m not going to contain myself from breaking your pussy you hear me?” yn just nodded, “hahaha. haven't even penetrated you yet and you're already that dumb?” the top joked.

and as he said he introduced all his cock at once and started to thrust right away drawing loud moans out of yn's mouth. the thrusts were so hard and rough that the desk started to move too. “look at you acting all though and feisty but being so dumb over my fat cock”. jaehyun have both his hands placed on yn's cheeks and some of his fingers inside his mouth using it as a way to bang him even more harder. nonsense words came out of the detective's mouth while from jaehyun's only “your mine” and “this pussy belongs to me” can be heard in between growls and heavy pants.

“i'm gonna pump all my cum inside you and cream this fucking tight pussy” blurted out jaehyun, with a couple of last thrusts he came, his throbbong cock pumping lots of loads inside the cockdrunk detective…

“here's the folder you earned it” jaehyun slide the folder towards yn who cleans the remains of his saliva that somehow managed to get smeared on the folder, “thanks i guess” an embarrassed yn was getting ready to leave when a hand stopped him, “no goodbye?” pouted jaehyun “i'd like to think we're gonna see each other again”... yn sighed with a disgusted grin “goodbye motherfucker” he answered. “nuh-uh” jaehyun tapped his lips letting him know that he wanted a kiss "i really can't believe you" he said and gave him a kiss. yn walks out of his office waving a goodbye to johnny, one of jaehyun's gang friends, not noticing the big tent formed in his pants.

when he arrived at home he quickly went to the bathroom taking out his dick which was still hard since he didn't came during the sex with jaehyun, just thinking about it made him very horny, his hand goes up and down his dick at a fast pace until finally white ropes of semen fall on the glass door of the shower. yn rests his forehead on his arm that is resting against the glass door, feeling a mix of embarrassment and anger for how that damn gangster jaehyun made him so submissive.