RPW(WAMSABAP): drabbles written on kpopficwangst

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why do i feel like my updates are becoming more and more inane.

okay, the answer is obvious.

anyway--i've been lurking on that anon fic meme all week and someone requested a drabble in which someone marries kyuhyun's voice:


original request:

i wish someone would write a fic about someone marrying kyuhyun's voice

can someone please write this for me i am begging you

fyi kyuhyun's voice looks like this:




kyuhyun's voice/yesung, pg-13 r


Before it happened, everyone had been excited, Yesung himself included. "A match made in Heaven!" Someone or other, probably Siwon, had squealed. He and Kyuhyun had exchanged shy glances and then quickly looked away. "Yeah," Kyuhyun had rasped, and somewhere inside Yesung's loins were melting. If it looks as good as it sounds--oh yeah, baby, there's the spot--

That was then. Looking at it now, Yesung didn't know what he'd been thinking, lusting after a fucking furby. Kyuhyun was lying around somewhere mute, and all Yesung had in the room was himself and it. "Well, are we going to do this or not," Kyuhyun's voice asked matter-of-factly, and Yesung heaved a deep sigh. "Okay," he said, as he bent over and licked its furry little balls.

original request:

SOMEBODY WRITE ZHOU MI/KYUHYUN'S VOICE :3

include jealous!mute!kyuhyun please


kyuhyun's voice/zhou mi, pg-13


"what," kyuhyun said, "is this."

or is what he would've said if his voice hadn't been spooning zhou mi on their hotel bed.

but then there would've been no need for the question at all.

it was a conundrum.

nevertheless, zhou mi looked up from where he was being forced into the position of the little spoon, no easy task for the Man With Legs That Went On Forever. his eyes widened and he quickly rolled off the bed and stood up.

"i can explain, kui xian! it's not--" he stopped, because kyuhyun's voice had started dry-humping his leg. "for chrissake, can you at least put on some underwear--it's not what it looks like, i promise."

kyuhyun was unimpressed. his voice, still siamese with zhou mi's leg, was releasing periodic moans of pleasure, sounds he knew it wouldn't just emit for nothing. his voice wasn't easy or slutty, which was more than he could say for zhou mi at the moment.

don't call me kui xian! you know that only works when we're actually sleeping together--which, by the way, is never happening again because i'll always picture you with that furry thing up against--oh, god, STOP THAT, VOICE. YOU'RE GETTING HIM WET, kyuhyun mouthed angrily.

"oh, sorry. i can't help it, master, i just have this thing for, oh you have to touch it to know, look, it's hairless!" the voice drawled. despite the situation zhou mi couldn't help but swoon at the sound; it was like being wrapped up in velvet blankets, if velvet blankets could make you feel kind of perky down there. kyuhyun shot him a nasty look.

i know it's hairless because i've touched it before, kyuhyun raged at his voice. screw this--no, you two screw each other. i'm going to find donghae.

"kui xian, wait!" zhou mi called but it was too late, the door had slammed. it was just him and kyuhyun's voice now, and obviously there was no choice but to fuck each other's brains out.

how do i even tag this T__T