ghost of tori

what I like to write ??

short stories, imagines, incorrect quotes:

all type of genders, no specific preference for duos (like wlw or mlm or hetero or nblnb I might drop everything);

trios, polycule, polyamours etc ;

reader insert or y/n stories ;

what are my favourite fandoms ??

k-pop: seventeen, ateez, treasure, stray kidz, nct, bts, theboyz ; i-dle ;

marvel ;

disney descendants, they inspire me alot ;

what genres are my favs ??

au:

music, rockstar, idol aus ;

school or uni aus as well as dorms ;

superheroes, descendants of legends aus ;

mafia, gangsters ;

genra:

from rivals/haters/enemies to lovers ;

found family ;

soulmates ;

some sexy points (adults only!):

sub!man is a MUST ;

soft femdøm ;

threesomes, poly sex ;

I AM NOT INTO:

any type of violence, including hard bdsm ;

cheating, breaking up, lying etc ;

any queerphobia, racism, bodyshaming, wars etc ;

"and like... it's possible?"

bumby starry eyes. thumb running over half opened pretty puffy lips. whisper near breaking into wheeze or whimper on emotions. sunwoo is squeezed between the pair of their university in four sections. and this blow on his ear with finger lock on his belly... situation doesn't plan to have mercy on him

everything freezes for two or three seconds, noise inside... and then...

warm lips crashing his own starting from the bottom and after the upper. biting playfully with no opportunity to even catch a breath, the smallest breathe. inhaling behind changes place, sharp teeth bites his earlobe and pull down with earring inside one's mouth. sunwoo mumbles something inappropriate.

even though mind is a mash, even there are tears in his eyes due to the all emotions combined, he sees younghoon infront of him. hyung interlaces fingers with him and press thumb on hermed puffy lip. sunwoo hears chanhee's ringing giggle behind, while his fingertips are wandering on his belly hidden behind the t-shirt

"you thought it's impossible to notice?"

younghoon says it quitly but warm enough to make sunwoo feel like not in the happiest moments of his life. he dated girls all this time, and it was themto stand on trembling legs. but right now on fourth grade he... he melts of what is happening.

"you thought we are not interested?"

on contrast, chanhee's tingles like fairy, placing thousands of kisses on tan neck, continuing giggling right into the skin, forcing goosebumps to run here and there, and making legs weaker and weaker

: kim hongjoong :

feels like omega, but that one with attitude. like not exactly power bottom, more like i know what i want where and how. he knows himself well, knows his cost and is proud of who he is. you look at him and spend time to guess his second nature, cuz one moment he graduated babygirlism and slay department, and the other you have goosebumps of his fearful aura. captain, huh? he tastes like hazelnut syrup with pine notes. it gets some honey with pleasure, positivity and joy, but pepper and sourness if he gets bitter or angry

sex? oh, baby, he knows it. he falls in it. he feels it. as i said before, he has attitude. he has standarts, and even though he is wild (i mean it, really), he won't let you have him wherever and whenever. he wants real pleasure, so standarts are high. maybe high libido, too. he comands what to do, but better if you understand him without words and he can doze off a bit. biter. rider. needs aftercare as much as air after. likes when you hold him. like, no, really, let you hands wander, let them squeeze, let them feel. he likes when person admits he looks gorgeous not only because of his fashion sense

: park seonghwa :

don't know what was your first thought on this man, but mine "he drives us crazy". and that's it, that's the point. he is alpha. the alpha, to be accurate. purebred, aristocratic, solid or whatever comes in your mind. does he care? not, def not. he was born to be that alpha prince, heir of the dynasty, the future, but he chose not to be. his voice is soft, small even. he hugs himself with both arms. he likes heels, long hair, feminine clothing and other things. he is romatic, he feels like chinese green tea without sugar. his taste have it's own voice, but doesn't scream. it gets bitter, raugh and salty if seonghwa not in the mood. and nectar, matcha latte notes when he is comfy and happy.

he is service top for you, he kisses like he wants to melt on you like chocolate, he murmurs and purrs. he might be shy and want some attention, may be pillow prince and need some care. weak? never. the core inside him never break. but even though he acts like partner is fragile, he is the same inside.

: jeon yunho :

people say golden retriever and i say yes. what are we even talking here about, huh? is he an alpha? yes. is he dominant? yes. is he a switch? yes. is he the one in cute lingerie? yes. oh, i mean let's talk- first of all, he smells like comfort itself, like cotton conditioner on bed sheets, like warm bakery, like sun, like spring in the most romantic way. he becomes rainy when cries or gets upset, and has that fresh green notes on happy moments. he is that one to hold the door, to ask for you, to share umbrella. he is made like this and that's it. he smiles like there is no problems in the world, like he really means it.

if you know more about yunho, you know he is not just a golden retriever. he can be sarcastic, meanece, saddistic in some way. he can be pure, light, airy and poetic next minute. this is how sex life with alpha yunho is. he experiments. he buys white lace lingerie to show himself to his partner, to be small and lovely. he sets his partner on the table and eats him like his favourite brownie until the last crumb, last drop. tomorrow? who knows

: kang yeosang :

have you ever been like "he is so pretty!!" cuz me? all the time. he fascinates, he captures your attention, and doesn't know about it. pure soul of person, who is just not into all these mess of life. not really important what second nature he was born with, he doesn't care as a person on asexual spectrum. takes suppresants or whatever. or maybe beta. or rudimentary, neuter, side one alpha/omega. yeah, it feels better, it feels right to say but he tastes. like air on the shell, like breeze that plays hide-and-seek in strands, like strom sometimes, like sky with rainbow.

his ears got red when somebody complements him, and the next minute he is the sarcatic gremlin we all know (towards wooyoung, ofc). he talks about books, technologies, history like he is dropping the best game lore. he holds partners hands, kisses cheecks and suddenly his plaid shirt is on partner's shoulders. and it feels like air after the storm.