Exo's Aesthetic

I've been running this blog for about 2 years, it's been really fun and an all-round great experience. I'm lucky enough to have never received hate for my work, and have had loads of supportive and kind followers (that give me creative and exciting requests), but I've decided I'm no longer going to be posting on here - I will not be deleting this blog because people may want to come back to it and see its posts, or perhaps in the future I will return.

For now, I'll disappear from here. I have a lot of important things coming up in my life and a lot of things I need to focus on. I'm trying to prioritise those things, and as you can already tell I've not been posting at all because I've been super busy.

I'm really sorry to those who were hoping to see the blog go on for a long time, or who want me to take more requests. There is a chance I will come on and post something new in the future but it will be unlikely and probably not a full return.

Oh no, why is my blog a mess?¿ Yes, I have done several works for Yixing and he used to have a header on my masterlist. I'm assuming when I tried to edit my masterlist (while it wasn’t available) something must've gone wrong and his section got removed. I'll be sure to fix that immediately! Sorry for the inconvenience and you can always use the search to find works for specific members!

Warnings: none really, just some normal pool sex

Summary: having dated each of the exo members on and off, you somehow find yourself in a relationship with all nine of them...and their endless list of kinks.

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When you wake up you already know its a lot later in the evening and the house is completely quiet. As you pull yourself into a sitting position you realise Baekhyun has vanished and pretty bikini set is laid out at the end of the bed.

You blink away your memories of Baekhyun's slender fingers inside you and scoot over to grab the clothing. You soon notice the note attached, saying you should put it on when you wake up and make your way to the pool, trying to ignore the throbbing between your legs.

Obeying the instructions, you find yourself padding quitely through the house until you reach the conservatory which leads out the the pool. As you walk by you can see Jongdae's form relaxing in the water, waves rippling against his chest, a sight that has your nerves growing.

When you finally appear to him he smirks at the skimpy bikini you have on, it shows off your curves perfectly and doesn't leave much to the imagination.

"Come here, gorgeous." He beckons you to get into the water, and you do.

It's heated.

You enjoy the warmth that surrounds you, and make your way over to Jongdae's open arms. "You look stunning."

"Thank you." You smile timidly, letting him run his hand over your ass as the other rests around your waist. Yours sit gently on his test, smoothing over his dripping physique.

"Don't be shy, it's just me." He chuckles, darkened eyes scanning across your face before glancing down momentarily. "The others are asleep or working. They aren't going to bother us."

You catch Jongdae's meaning when he begins to fondle with the bikini strap on your shoulder, placing soft kisses over the slightly dampened skin. His head fits perfectly in the crook of your neck, soft locks brushing gently against your jaw.

"It's not too soon, is it?" he purrs, "I know you already had some fun with Baekhyun."

Your cheeks flush as you realise the loud-mouthed boy has probably told the entire house. "N-no, its not."

"Good." He hums against your neck, having pushed both of your bikini top straps down, fingers still fondling the soft flesh. With one swift move he traps you against the side of the pool, his legs between yours - spreading them. "Have you ever fucked in a pool?"

You're startled at his boldness, hands on his shoulders to steady yourself. "No."

He chuckles against your skin, pulling his head up to capture your lips in his. "Well then, you're in for a treat."

His fingers make their way to your bikini bottoms, carefully rubbing over your core. You let out a strangled moan and push your hips out, desperate for more friction.

"Clearly Baekhyun didn't do a very good job if you're still this needy." He blinks at you, drawing figure eights over your clit through the fabric.

Moments later he's sinking a finger into your heat, groaning at how snug you are. You were well aware of your tightness - something that was more of a hindrance than a gift. Baekhyun had already told you that a few members are well endowed and you were somewhat worried about how anything...larger...would fit inside of you without five hours of preparation.

"God, I can't wait to feel you suck my cock into you." He licks his lips, soon managing to squeeze another finger into you, thrusting his digits in and out at a quick pace. You're core is burning and your not sure whether it's your orgasm approaching or the effect of chlorine, but either way it feelings fucking amazing. "Does that feel good, baby?"

"Y-yes." You whine, tossing your head back and leaving your neck exposed to his hungry lips.

"You want my cock inside you?" he licks smooth shapes on the skin, drinking in your form writhing in his grip.

"Please."

He acts with some urgency, soon pressing his bare tip to your entrance where your panties are pushed aside. He has no hesitation in pushing his girth inside you, watching the way your back arches and his arms have to steady you from falling.

You're so fucked out already that you can only whimper as his length gently begins to move, rubbing against your walls.

Baekhyun's the type to tease - leaving you with only the gift of his fingers - but you're hardly ever satisfied. As you sit with Jongdae's cock pulsating inside of you you're incredibly thankful that he's there to relieve you of the unpleasant tension Baekhyun left you with.

You had to get him back at some point.

Your head rolls back to rest on the pool tiles, the sound of water splashing and Jongdae's soft panting making the perfect end to your first day. Your eyes fall shut as you feel the familiar unearthly feeling drawing nearer, a soft heat burning between your legs. "Fuck, Jongdae, I'm close."

"Me too." He groans, hand falling to press against your clit. The new pressure is just enough to bring you to your release - desperate walls clenching around Jongdae's greedy cock - and him too.

You both sigh in exhaustion as your night-time adventure comes to an end. Your eyes catch sight of a familiar figure standing in the conservatory, satisfied at the scene they just witnessed.

Hi, I'm fine thank you, and you're not bothering me at all! 🙂 The fancams are mainly posted on Twitter, though they're now appearing on some other platforms such as Instagram and YouTube I believe, and they show the start of a fancam before switching to gory or horrific videos; someone shooting themself in the head, dead children, hanging, suicide, torture etc. The accounts that are doing this seem to have a symbol as their name or in their bio (presumably so they can recognise each other):

These accounts also sometimes message people and you should NOT respond. It's highly unlikely they will be able to track you down or anything, but they have threatened to kill people and replying to them is not the best idea. It's safest to just report and block them.

I hope this helps, if you have any more questions just let me know. Please reblog the previous post and make sure as many people as possible see it! Thank you!

Warnings (prologue only): dom!exo x sub!reader, vague mentions of sex

Summary: having dated each of the exo members on and off, you somehow find yourself in a relationship with all nine of them...and their endless list of kinks.

"And this is your room."

You feel as though your mind is playing tricks on you - never in your life did you think you'd live somewhere so extravagant. You knew they were rich, but when you reach your final stop of the house tour you truly realise to what extent.

"This is for me?" You gasp, looking around the (mostly pink) room. It's huge; the bed is king sized, white sheets with pastel pink curtains hanging from the posts, stuffies surrounding the pillows. You have your own giant window with a seat just beside it, a variety of books and games on the shelf nearby. You're purely overwhelmed.

"There's a walk in closet too, baby, and we've already filled it with new clothes." Jongin smiles, "Are you excited?"

You nod, stepping forwards to hug him, "Thank you."

"It's nothing, baby, your first week here's going to be unforgettable."

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By the time you get back downstairs, Kyungsoo has already made a variety of foods and unsurprisingly you find Baekhyun shoving as many cookies as he can into his pockets.

"Baekkie, what are you doing?" You giggle as he raises his eyebrows at you.

"Nothing, baby, I'm just-" He pauses to try and think of an answer,

You laugh at his slight panic and make your way over to him, quickly climbing into his arms as you and Jongin join the rest of the boys in the open plan dining room/kitchen.

"Do you like your room?" Baekhyun whispers, folding his arms around you more comfortably. He's warm, especially his lower stomach...ah right, the cookies.

"Yes." You snuggle into him,

"And what do you say?"

"Thank you, daddy."

"Good girl," He smiles, placing a soft kiss on your forehead.

Baekhyun was the only member you'd already had some sexual experience with and although he was all fun and games, you knew he really liked the name - especially since he was seen as less mature by the other members. He felt that with you he was fully in control, and the inner dominance was finally free to come out, even in day-to-day situations.

You look around the room, glancing at the group of men who've gathered, and you can't help but feel your face heat up. You've had experience of this type of relationship before, but never on this scale.

"Do you like your new home, Y/N?" Junmyeon asks, drawing all eyes to you.

You nod silently, hiding your face more in Baekhyun's chest.

"We just have to set out some ground rules, okay?" he continues.

Baekhyun's fingers begin to toy with your hair, a tingling feeling reverberating down your spine everytime the strands were touched.

"First of all, you're perfectly welcome to go into any of our bedrooms and the open areas such as the kitchen. But you cannot enter any of the other rooms, or leave the house, without permission from one of us." He sits himself down properly on the couch opposite you, "Secondly, if we tell you to do something, you do it. No questions asked. This is our house, not yours, and we won't tolerate any bad behaviour."

"If you do have a problem, just tell us." Yixing interrupts, "If you're worried about anything, or upset, just tell us. Okay, baby?"

You shake your head in confirmation.

"Lastly, you're not allowed to use any electronic devices or touch any of ours without permission. That includes television and phones." Junmyeon states, glancing down at you, "Now, would you mind giving me your phone?"

Reaching into your pocket you pull out your phone and quickly turn it off, handing it to Junmyeon. You pout slightly, "Why can't I have my phone?"

"Were you not listening?" he frowns disapprovingly, "What did I say rule number two was?"

"Do what you say. No question."

His eyes remain on you for a moment, awaiting your apology.

"Sorry." You say quietly, desperately wanting to disappear into Baekhyun's chest.

"It's okay, sweetheart, you'll probably take some time to adjust." He nods, vanishing from the room before you have a chance to blink.

Still wrapped in Baekhyun's arms, you blink up at him. He looks back down at you, fishing another cookie out of his pocket and beginning to share it with you.

"Don't eat too much, you two, the food will be ready in a minute." Kyungsoo calls,

"What does Junmyeon do?" You ask Baekhyun, aware that they've always avoided the question. You were so curious, especially after seeing how expensive the house was, as well as their designer clothes and luxuries. "What do you all do?"

"Well, we run our own business. It's a large and successful company." He explains, "We're pretty much self-employed."

"What for?" You fumble with the sleeve of his hoodie as you munch on some more cookie, "What do you sell?"

"It's not very easy to explain, princess." He sighs, glancing over at Chanyeol, one of the boys that have actually remained in the room.

"Hey, Y/N, did you know we have a pool?" the taller boy catches your attention and you look over at him, a smile forming on his face at how cute you look with full cheeks,

You nod, "Jongin showed me."

"Jongdae's planning on taking a dip this evening, you should join him." Chanyeol smiles softly, glancing towards the doorway where Kyungsoo is gesturing you all to come and eat. He steps forwards and places a soft kiss on your forehead before helping you out of Baekhyun's lap.

When you get to the table you're seated between Chanyeol and Minseok, both of them helping themselves to the plates of food in front of them. You eat a lot slower, and a lot less, with Chanyeol leaning over every now and then to give you some of his food.

"You know you don't need to be shy, right?" he murmurs to you, "We don't bite...well, some of us do but we'll save that for later."

He sends a wink your way before the others start cleaning up.

"Sweetheart, why don't you go upstairs and rest? I know it's been a long day and you could probably do with a nap." Junmyeon smiles softly, and somewhere in his voice you find the question to be more of an instruction.

You nod, moving quickly out of the room, slightly overwhelmed by the number of people bustling about.

"___!" You turn at the sound of Baekhyun's voice, giving him a chance to catch up to you, "I thought I'd join you."

You smile at him, "Okay, Baekkie."

When you get to your room, Baekhyun closes the door behind you, gesturing you to lie down. Upon shutting the curtains, he lies down beside you, breath tickling your neck. "Are you nervous?"

You nod.

"Would you like me to help you feel less stressed?" he asks, hand falling to your thigh,

You blink at him, unsure what your answer should be. "J-Junmyeon said I should rest."

"It is resting, baby, you'll sleep better after, I promise." his hand traces sideways, inbetween your thighs. The side of his hand gentles presses against your core.

"Baek-"

It's been a long time too and this is quite short bc I wrote it a while back and lost the vibe x

Chanyeol snuggled his head gently into your neck, his body pressed suffocatingly close to yours.

But he was warm.

And soft.

And cuddly.

Wrapping his arms tightly around you, he peppered delicate kisses over your skin. His lips trace over your collarbone, gently sucking on the skin to leave pink blushing marks.

You let out a soft moan, feeling his hands creep inside your hoodie and softly massage your hips.

"Mmm, Chanyeol." You hum, letting Chanyeol pull off the clothing covering your otherwise bare chest.

"You're so beautiful, baby." his lips fall to your breasts, flicking his tongue over your left nipple and rubbing his thumb over the other.

Letting out a delicate moan as he sucks on the sensitive nub, you lace your fingers through his hair, pulling on it in a needy gesture.

"You're so impatient, baby." he chuckles. You let out a whine in response. His hands trail down to your panties, playing with the waistband. "God, you're perfect."

"Yeol." You pout, pushing his hand down along with your underwear.

He smiles as his lips return to your nipple, gently teasing it with his tongue before playing it between his teeth. His fingers find their way to your folds, rubbing over them before reaching back up to your clit. After a moment he pulls his hand up to his mouth, coating his fingers in saliva before inserting two of them into you.

His thrusts are gentle, fingertips caressing your aching walls as your desire grows. His eyes meet yours as he watches your face contort in pleasure - cute gasps leaving your lips as you get closer to your high.

This was sent approximately 500 years ago so idek if this anon will see this but here you go, sorry for the wait, babe ❤️

jongin + "you know i can't resist you when you wear that." + "you really want her...over me?"

Your whole life seemed like a competition - constantly fighting to win people over and get first place. And no matter how many men pushed you aside, you knew you had Jongin wrapped around your finger. He was the only man you'd ever been able to pull away from other women. And even when he was tempted, you could tease him back into your embrace.

You'd been planning to visit Jongin's office late afternoon, but your schedule had freed up and you found yourself at reception just after lunch.

Of course, another thing you hadn't expected was seeing Jongin's assistant thrusting her tongue down his throat as you stood only meters away.

Your boyfriend, completely oblivious to your presence, calmly wrapped his arms around the girl, letting her consume half his head with her mouth.

Jealousy instantly boiled inside of you, a fire lighting in your chest as you became aware of the receptionist staring, concerned, in your direction.

After a while, his assistant pulled away, winking at him before turning and walking away. Jongin blinked a few times before heading into his private office.

"I-" the receptionist stuttered,

"It's okay, love, don't worry about it." You smile, nodding at her before making your way into Jongin's office. You slam the door behind you, making your presence known.

He turns around, startled, "O-oh, Y/N, what are you doing here?"

"I thought I'd stop by earlier. I didn't realise you'd be playing tonsil hockey with your assistant though." You sigh,

"I-I-she kind of pounced on me, Y/N, I swear I didn't initiate it." He steps closer to you and you circle him before pushing him down onto one of the chairs. You lean against his desk, opposite him.

"If you wanted to make out with someone you only had to wait a while. You knew I was coming to see you." You frown at him, slipping the straps of your dress down over your shoulders, slowly pushing the dress down and off of you to reveal a familiar set of dark red lingerie. You sit yourself on his desk, pushing your legs apart before gently rubbing your clothed folds. "You really want her...over me?"

Throwing your head back, you gaze into his clearly desperate eyes.

"You know I can't resist you when you wear that." He mumbles, eyes scanning your gorgeous figure. With some confidence he starts moving towards you.

"Sit down." You snap, smirking as his quickly follows your instruction, "I didn't say you could move, did I, baby boy?"

"S-sorry." He stutters, biting his lip as his eyes fall to the wet patch forming on the dark red material. "Please."

"Please what?" You tilt your head at him as you rub at your clit through the material, core tightening as your need grows.

"Please take them off." He says quietly, "I-I want to see."

You nod at him and slowly pull your panties off, throwing them at him and he struggles to keep his composure as he sees your dripping cunt exposed to him.

"Ca-can I-"

"No." You circle your clit, letting out a soft moan as your eyes remain on his. He's practically drooling as he watches your hole clench around nothing. "Show me your cock, baby boy, let me see how hard you are."

He let's out a low moan, unzipping his trousers and freeing his throbbing length. The tip is bright red, beads of precum dribbling down the side.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous." You lick your lips, "Touch yourself for me, baby."

He let's out a deep groan as he runs his fingers up and down his cock, soon curling his palm around the length and jerking himself off.

His eyes remain on you, watching lustfully as you slowly sink a finger inside yourself. Your eyes glint with evil, knowing he's close to cumming just from the intense atmosphere. "Stop."

He stops on command, letting out a pathetic noise. "Please, Y-Y/N, I was so c-close."