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an rp blog for the fictional kpop group known as 'noeasy' and their team.
muse page. follows back from childrenofslumber. written by nicky (she/her, 29). not affiliated with their irl fcs or band.
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“I can see why.” Lily smiled. “Yeah a cat is how I’d describe it.” She nodded. “I have a cat. His name is Tabs. He’s a lot like you. Comes and goes. There one second and gone the next.” She chuckled.
Lily bit her lip. “So can I ask? Why a crappy motel in the middle of nowhere? I mean the guys you manage are super rich.” She was curious. “I guess it kinda makes sense though. No one would guess they’d stay here. They don’t have to hide.”
"I think it's also her way of calling me her pet. Which is also fair, she was bossy even back when she worked for my team." Minho chuckled, Chitty hadn't even been a manager. Just an intern who kept him humble. "Tabs? Where did you get that name?" He asked.
"There you have it. No one suspects it. And people at these kinds of places tend to be more chill, I can't imagine you give a shit who they are right?" He shrugged. "They spend so much of their lives hiding, or being billboards.. Idols are more product than person sometimes, I try to make sure they still get to be.. And crappy motels keep them humble." Minho smirked.
When Sally Rooney wrote, “I am not a religious person, but I do sometimes think god made you for me.” And Emily Brontë wrote, “Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.” And Paulo Coelho wrote, “I realised that he was my other half , created just to be with me, and I with him.”
It had never felt like this for Andi before, what they were doing, what she was experiencing. It was different, beautiful, magical, special. It almost felt too dirty to call it sex, it was making love in every sense of the words. She'd thought about this moment before, admittedly, but she'd never imagine it'd be quite like this. Eyes fluttered shut briefly as he continued to thrust into her, punched out little noise escaping as she thrust back up into him. But it was so soft, so gentle, it was everything. Eyes open back up, smile forming on her lips. "I love you too." A louder moan escaped as they both picked up the pace, leaning up to capture his lips once more. "You feel so perfect." Was what she said when she pulled away, tone full of nothing but conviction and lust, love.
There was not a single daydream that could come close to comparing. And Lewis has had plenty of them over the years of being in love with her. He didn't expect it to be like this. He actually never knew what to expect, but this was something special. Andi looked like an angel. She was an angel. Something so perfect, so beautiful, and always looking out for him. He peppered soft kisses around her neck, nipping gently in a few places. Her sweet sounds only deepened his need for her. To keep her close, to keep pulling those sounds from her. "Say it again. Please." He nearly growled, a groan caught in his throat. "So do you. Like you were made for me.." He looked down at her, his hand releasing her thigh to grasp her jaw gently and he pulled her into a needy kiss.
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@tornadoalleyprincess asked: “you have a habit of appearing at interesting moments.” - for Minho
( ❛ ╾ getting to know each other )
That made him grin, biting back a chuckle as he shrugged. "I get that a lot." Minho nodded. Appearing, disappearing, all at the right times was something he excelled at. "Chitra says I need to wear a bell. Like I am some kind of cat or something. It's kind of my job to be there for the interesting moments especially."
[ text: my love ] as long as it's after ... because i have much more important things i'd rather do first [ text: my love ] good thing i bought it with that exact intent 🥰 [ text: my love ] mmm ... not nearly well enough [ text: my love ] would be so much better if it was your hand [ text: my love ] or your cock [ text: my love ] you need to get home soon
[ text: gwiyomi ] oh yeah? like what baby? [ text: gwiyomi ] i'll buy you a million more pairs still you're so beautiful [ text: gwiyomi ] i know, baby. try to pretend. [ text: gwiyomi ] slide your fingers down gently like i do, just enough to make you shiver and whine so pretty for my touch [ text: gwiyomi ] i'm hurrying i promise.
Andi looked up at him, expression almost impossibly and almost inappropriately soft - given what they were doing - but this ... this was everything. It was almost like their entire lives had led up to this moment, sure they've technically already been here. Technically already done this. Less than twenty-four hours ago, actually. But that didn't count, not to her. Not anymore. Expression softened as he intertwined their fingers, squeezing right back. Quiet moan escaped as he moved inside her, little breath of his name leaving her lips before his own were pressing against them. She didn't hesitate to kiss him back, free hand going to slide up into his hair - fingers threading through it.
If he wasn’t already madly in love with her, that one look would’ve done him in. He only hoped that his look really held everything that he was feeling. The act aside, he wanted her to know that he loved her. So much. More than anything in the universe, and he had for as long as he could remember. He’d show it in everything he did from now on, like this moment. Worshipping her, connecting with her, blissfully tangled among the sheets in their own little world. Her soft moans made him shiver, and the way his name fell from her lips. No music could ever compare. He pressed their hands gently into the mattress, his free hand coming up to pull her leg higher against his hip. “I love you..” He mumbled between kisses, his lips trailing along her jaw as his hips picked up in pace. “So beautiful princess..”
munday questions
📅 How long have you been roleplaying, and what got you started?
🌊 Do you prefer plotting everything out or going with the flow?
🪞 How similar are you to your muse(s)?
🎭 What’s your favourite genre to roleplay (angst, fluff, horror, etc.)?
💖 What’s a trope you love and will never get tired of?
🚫 What’s a trope you avoid or dislike?
🎧 Do you associate songs with your muse(s)? If so, share one!
🥹 Do you ever get emotionally affected by your threads?
🛋️ What’s your ideal RP writing environment (music, silence, chaos)?
✨ What’s your favourite thing about your muse(s)?
⏳ How long does it usually take you to reply to threads?
📝 Do you prefer short replies or long, detailed ones?
🏆 What’s your proudest thread or RP moment?
🌐 Do you enjoy crossovers with other fandoms?
🕵️ Do you stalk blogs before following them? Be honest.
💕 Who are you having the most fun writing with, at the moment?
😶 Are you shy about approaching new RP partners?
🌟 Where do you get inspiration for your writing?
🖼️ Do you make edits, moodboards, or playlists for your muse(s)?
😭 What’s the saddest scene you’ve ever written?
✈️ If your muse(s) could go anywhere, where would they go?
🎁 What’s a random fun fact about you (the mun)?
💻 Do you RP mostly on mobile or desktop?
🌙 Have you ever stayed up way too late just to reply?
🎲 Do you like doing random starter calls or planned plots more?
🤔 What’s something you’ve never tried in RP but want to?
✍️ Has your writing style changed over time? How?
🎯 Do you set personal goals for your RP (activity, improvement, etc.)?
🧪 Have you ever experimented with a completely different writing style or format?
🧑🎨 Do you prefer original characters, canon characters, or a mix?
📊 How much research do you do for your threads (if any)?
🔐 Do you keep secrets about your muse(s) from other writers on purpose?
✏️ Do you write outside of RP (stories, poetry, etc.)?
⛰️ What’s the hardest part of roleplaying for you?
🧱 What helps you get out of writer’s block?
📐 Do you prefer long-term threads or short interactions?
🚪 How do you usually start a new thread? Dialogue, action, or description?
⛓️💥 Have you ever taken a long break from RP? What brought you back?
🧠 Do you believe muses “have a mind of their own”?
✂️ How much do you edit your replies before posting?
🎬 Has any media (show/movie/game) recently inspired your RP?
🌀 Do you enjoy chaotic threads or calmer, character-focused ones?
🌱 How do you develop your muse(s) over time?
⚡ What’s something small that instantly makes you excited to reply?
📥 Have you ever adopted ideas from other writers into your own headcanon?
⚔️ Do you like conflict-heavy plots or softer dynamics more?
🪫 How do you handle losing motivation for a thread?
📦 If you had to move your RP somewhere else, where would you go?
🛑 Do you have any RP boundaries or topics you will not write?
😤 Do you have any pet peeves when it comes to RP partners or threads?
💌 Do you prefer people to DM you for plotting, or just jump into asks/starters?
🔄 How do you feel about dropping threads vs. pushing through them?
🫶 What makes you feel most appreciated as an RP partner?
👤 Do you ever write characters very different from yourself on purpose?
📚 Do you reread your old threads? Why or why not?
🎮 If your muse(s) were in a different genre (fantasy, modern, sci-fi), what would change?
@bdchm asked: [held.] sender intertwines their fingers with receivers while having sex. (landi … @bdchm :donotperceive:)
( ❛ ╾ intimacy action prompts )
Darkened eyes looked into hers, softening at the way she looked up at him. An ethereal beauty laid in the Parisian sheets below him looking like every dream he's ever had. But she was real. This was real. His forehead fell to hers gently. His fingertips trailed along her forearm, sliding up her palm before his fingers intertwined with hers and he squeezed her hand as his hips eased against hers. He kept his pace slow, not wanting to rush this moment and just wanting to feel her around him. "Fuck." Slow shaky breaths passed between his lips before leaning down to press them to hers - Andi was the air Lewis needed.
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☾ intimacy action prompts.
some prompts exploring the affectionate side of lust. mature audiences only; do not interact if you are a minor. add +reverse to reverse the roles. combine prompts by sending multiple at once. only use these prompts to portray consensual scenarios.
[mwah.] sender kisses receiver slowly, keeping their mouths joined even while moving inside them.
[stroke.] sender gently runs their hands through receiver's hair during sex.
[nestle.] sender buries their face in receiver's neck, planting kisses against it mid-fuck.
[safety.] sender and receiver experiment together as friends.
[held.] sender intertwines their fingers with receivers while having sex.
[steady.] sender holds receiver's trembling hands down gently against the sheets.
[comfort.] sender makes love to receiver after a rough day.
[borrow.] sender wears receiver's shirt/sweater while they have sex.
[confession.] sender murmurs "i love you" against receiver's skin.
[tease.] sender peppers kisses at receiver's stomach before dipping lower.
[worship.] sender worships receiver's body / chest / thighs / arms / back with touch, kisses, and praise.
[tender.] sender gently traces their fingers along receiver's scars.
[guide.] sender moves receiver's hand where they need it most.
[check-in.] sender pauses every few thrusts to ensure receiver is handling things okay.
[grind.] sender ruts against receiver through their clothing.
[first.] sender, being more experienced, guides receiver through their first time.
[cup.] sender holds receiver's face in their hands and kisses them tenderly.
[hurried.] sender hikes receiver's clothing just far enough to push inside of them.
[savor.] sender deliberately slows their rhythm, intent on lasting as long as possible.
[vice.] sender holds receiver close while finishing inside of them.
[stay.] sender plays with receiver's hair while being cockwarmed by them.
no ai usage over here. you’re gonna get my shitty authentic writing whether you like it or not
@wearenoeasy liked for a shippy starter!
"Lewis!" Andi called out, waiting until he stopped - waiting until he turned to look at her. Shaky breath escaped and she told herself she could do this, despite the way her heart was pounding in her chest, despite the fact that her mind kept playing every worst possible outcome on a loop, despite the fact that this would change everything. Forever. She took one step forward, hands shaking. "Last night wasn't a mistake to me. I don't regret what happened, and I ... I don't want to forget about what happened. I don't want to pretend it didn't. I don't want to try to just go back to how things have always been. I can't. I thought I could, but I can't. Lewis I ..." Eyes looked skyward as tears started to gather. "I love you. And not in the way I'm supposed to, not like a best friend. I love you ... in a way like I want to come to you every day for the rest of my life. Like I want to hold your hand and kiss you whenever I want. Like I want to spend every night like last night with you. Like I want to call you mine in the official kind of way. Like ... everything every single person in our lives has been saying since we were kids is true. I love you because it's always been you for me. Always, no matter how many other people there were - at the end of the day it's always been you. Because no one else has ever made sense. I love you and I don't know if you love me too, I think you do, but ... I had to tell you, because I'm done pretending, I'm done fooling myself, I'm done waiting. Because I can't live a second longer of my life without you knowing how I feel." Tears were freely falling now, gaze locked on him. "So here I am, standing here, pouring my heart out and all I want to know, all I want to hear is that I'm right, that everyone's right, and that you feel the same. If you don't, I'll learn to live with it, but god I really hope i'm right ..."
Lewis felt his heartbeat in his ears, the only thing able to drown it out was the sound of Andi’s voice. Andi could make everything in his world go silent almost like every cell in his body demanded she be center stage. His eyes squeezed shut and he sighed before turning back to her. His jaw was tensed and tears stung at the corner of his eyes already. He saw the way her hands shook and it made his heart drop to his stomach. He didn’t want to do this to her. Last night had been amazing. A night spent making love to the person he’s been in love with since before he could even comprehend what that feeling was. But they agreed to forget it, that it was just a moment of getting carried away. But he couldn’t - he tried. But he couldn't pretend that last night wasn't the best night of his life. For a moment he had the girl he's been dreaming of his entire life in his arms as more than just a best friend. He heard her heart beating quickly and for once the sound didn't center him. I love you. That had him blinking in surprise. All anyone has ever told him was that Andi loved him, but he had never been able to believe it -- not with how amazing she was, she deserved the world. He never thought any of the people she dated were worthy of her, both cause she was perfect and cause he secretly wanted to be the one who was. He was certain his heart was going to pop out of his chest the further she went on. The split second she was done talking, he was in front of her. Gently, Lewis grasped her face between his hands and leaned down to press his lips to hers. Desperately, longingly and sweetly. When he parted his hands stayed cradling her cheeks. "You are right..." He said softly. "I love you. I love you so much.." His nose nudged against hers. "You are the person I want next to me when all my dreams come true. No moment feels complete unless you're with me. Life has always been insane for me but the one thing that has always made sense is you. You are my center. You're my best friend, you're the love of my life, Andi..." Now his tears were falling as he gently wiped away hers. "I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry I didn't tell you sooner..."
DEAN DI LAURENTIS and ALLIE HAYES — OFF CAMPUS 01.08 'The Line Change'
@toxicbloodstreams asked: [ SIGN ]: sender raises their hand to sign to receiver. what follows can be anything the sender desires. robin signing to chitty: okay i know what i said about drugging the boys but fuck it we can drug him. i’m basically his brain and i consent to it. (about steve, while he’s in full bride(groom)zilla mode over the wedding)
Chitty glanced up just in time and her head tilted as she took in what Robin was signing, then it clicked and instantly she had a smirk on her face. 'Oh now you want to drug someone?' Her words weren't spoken but she hoped her tone came across in her told you so expression. 'You know if Eddie finds out, he will kill us.' She pouted, 'but count me in. How do you want to do this?'
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@toxicbloodstreams asked: [ DRUNK ]: sender finds receiver drunk. (REVERSE - steve for tae maybe? or anyone who wants to deal with that)
Taehyung had one job, one simple job. Keep an eye on the groomzilla. And he lost him. Damn Steve and his habit of disappearing into thin air. He was much faster than Tae but Tae was more determined. The sigh of relief he let out when he finally had him in his sights. "I am going to get you a leash." Then his eyes narrowed in observation. "Steve..." He started gently, "what do you have there?" Eyes flicked down to the drink in his friend's hand.
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