#engeneers are good at those- I think...

[screamingfr]

Bro got put in air jail

[yujiqi]

fingers

idol!jake x f!reader

synopsis: jake just can't keep his hands still on weverse live so you find a better way for him to fidget those pretty fingers of his!

genre/s: smut, perhaps fluff

warnings: pet names (mostly baby, good boy), sub!jake, fingering, jake loves ur boobs, finger sucking, jake is like a dumb little puppy

a/n: when the jake jakes so hard i have to write something. ive been so obsessed w that clip of him on live practically fingering his hand so yk i had to come out of the shadows to write smth. enjoy!

your boyfriend jake and his group have a huge following and you often see videos of them on your fyp, always bringing a smile to your face. but lately his weverse lives have been gaining a lot of attention. parasocial fans clipping moments where he makes suggestive motions with his hands, his pretty hands, as he mindlessly fidgets. he constantly has to be touching or messing with something and today you wanted to take advantage of this habit of his.

"jake why are you always fidgeting with your hands?" your boyfriend reads aloud a comment. he decided to do a weverse live today and you were feeling lonely so you dropped by the studio to enjoy his company as he does his thing.

"umm i don't know, i usually just can't sit still you know? my hands always need to be touching or messing with something." his words make your ears perk up, and you try to see what he's doing from where you're seated to avoid being seen in the live. he has his middle and ring finger engulfed by his other hand. the sight of his pink knuckles and veiny hands make your breath hitch. it urges you to want to help jake with his fidgeting. give him something better to play around with that you can both benefit from. and most importantly, stop him from giving these people something to get off to. you pick up your phone and text jake.

end the live.

he briefly looks at you over his shoulder before turning back to his phone propped up "ok guys! i think i'm gonna end the live 'cause it's getting pretty late and engene need their beauty sleep" he says his byes and ends the live, swirling in his chair to face you. "what's up baby, you good?" he motions for you to come over. you don't say anything. instead you walk towards him and sit on his lap, snaking your arms around his neck. he lets out an exhale, shocked by the sudden contact. "..baby?"

"my sweet boy," you run your hand up his neck, caressing his cheek and he leans into your touch. you trail your hand down his arm, fingers tracing his veins down to his fingertips. "what am i gonna do with you?" you play around with his fingers as he looks at you like a dumb puppy.

"what do you mean?" his breathing increasing at just the contact of you on his lap and your intertwined fingers.

"what am i gonna do with all your fidgeting," you bring his hand to your lips, kissing each of his soft knuckles. "you give your fans quite the show, don't you?" you then guide his thumb to enter your parted lips. you feel him get harder underneath you as he watches your moves, hypnotized.

"baby, i-" he can barely keep it together as he feels your warm mouth enveloping his thumb.

a string of saliva connecting you to jakes finger as you pull away. "i want you to use your fingers for me only, can you do that jakey?" you reach up to stroke your nails through his messy hair. "can you be a good boy for me and show me how you can use those pretty pretty hands of yours?" he nuzzles his face into your neck, overwhelmed but amused by the whole scene.

"mhm" his voice muffled.

"words, love" he lifts his head, looking you in the eye.

"i'll be a good boy, your good boy. baby i promise i will" his eyes glistening with anticipation and eagerness to show you his ability.

"good boy" you wrap your arms around him once more to place long, passionate kisses on his soft lips. he begins to pull at the hem of your tshirt, attempting to pull it off of you. you pull away from his lips so he can complete the task, to be presented with your plump tits in his face.

"fuck angel, you're so.. can i?" his hands already massaging your breasts before you can even respond. he looks like a kid in a candy store as he kneads and pinches at the skin. he can't believe he didn't think of getting you to help with his fidgeting. he takes his time examining your reaction to different ways he plays with your boobs, wanting to satisfy you and more. he finds you like it the most when he squeezes them. "am i doing good?”

"mmm yes, you're doing so good.. you're- you're being such a good boy for me" you breathe out, his actions making your pussy ache, needing to be touched.

he leans down to kiss your collarbone up to your neck as he continues going at your tits like he'll never get a another opportunity.

"fuck jakey, look what you're doing" you guide one of his hands away from your chest and slowly trail it down your body towards the wet spot that seeped through your panties to your shorts.

"i did that?" feeling the dampness, once again he has that dumb puppy look on his face.

"yes my love. you did so so good," you caress his cheek again, running your thumb on the soft skin. "but now you need to do something about it." you gently grind onto his hand to get him started, the movement causing him to let out a small groan. he pushes your shorts and panties to the side to get a clear view of how wet his hands alone made you. your breathing picks up, waiting for him to use his hands just like he did in that live stream. he brings that same thumb from before up to his lips, sucking on it, before sticking it back in your warm mouth, looking you in the eyes more confidently than before. you suck on his thumb seductively and he then pulls it out and presses it on your clit, starting slow circles. you immediately throw your head back, letting out a soft moan, amazed by his sudden skills.

"im being such a good boy right baby? am i using my hands right?" his voice muffled as he goes at kissing your neck again. his thumb begins rubbing faster as he begins to stick a finger inside your slick entrance. you have to prop your hands onto his shoulders to keep your balance.

"y-yes, your hands are perfect, baby" you start rocking your hips as he adds a finger and another, stretching your tight hole. you can barely keep it together. you become a mess riding his slim, veiny fingers as they continuously hit your g-spot. each pump of jakes fingers is one closer to your release.

"jakey.. im gonna.." you moan out as he watches your face, breathless at the sight, rubbing your clit harder, pushing his fingers up higher, moving them faster to get you there. with one last pump of his fingers, you cum and your liquids spill onto his hand, making it even prettier if possible.

"jake..." you look at him in awe as he burries his face in your neck, embarrassed at how confident he got. you grab his glistening hand, catching him off guard before you lick your cum clean off his fingers. his jaw's practically on the floor at this point. "such a good boy" you mumble, kissing him to give him a taste of his work. "so good with those pretty hands." your arms are wrapped loosely around his neck and he grips your waist, not wanting to let go.

"god, you're so sexy y/n" is all he manages to say before pulling away to shove his face back into the crook of your neck, still shy from the events.

"you better not do none of that fidgeting on your lives," you run your fingers through his hair. "you have no idea how impactful it is." you say, giggling

"mk, my fingers are for you only," he wraps his arms even tighter around you. "i love you"

"i love you too, my sweet boy" you press a gentle kiss to his forehead. "now let's go home."

[amoressb]

✦ LATE NIGHT LIVE

PAIRINGS — idol bf!riki x reader

IN WHICH — riki goes live with you and shows off your matching pjs

you were waiting for riki outside of the recording studio patiently. you had a little surprise for him when he came out. before you came to the studio you had saw these cute cookie monster pjs and thought it would be cute for you and niki to wear them together and now here you are.

“oh hey y/n!” you hear a voice say. you look to your left and see sunoo. “hey sunoo howve you been?” you smile at him. “ive been good so far, pretty tired tho. glas recordings over so i can go home now. are you here for riki?” he assumes seeing that you have a little bag saying for riki on it. “yeah got him a little something!” you open the bag for him to see. “aw thats cute, you really do bring out his soft side. he should be getting out now tho so ill see you later!” he waves to you. “byeee!” you smile waving bye to him.

about a minute or two later the door opens revealing your boyfriend. he looks to his side smiling immediately upon seeing you, “hey baby, how long have you been here?” he pulls you in by the waist gently. “mm maybe like 10 minutes ago?” you look away from him thinking. “but anyways i got you a little something here!” you stated getting out if his grip and grabbing the little bag. he smiles grabbing the bag from you and opening it to see a pair of blue cookie monster pajama pants. “really baby?” he states chuckling.

“lets wear them tonight yeah?!” you smile waiting for a response. “yeah but im scheduled for a live tonight, ill still wear them tho okay” he holds you cheek smiling tilting his head at you a little. you say nod happily, grab his hand and make your way home. riki couldnt help but smile at you. you being so excited to match with him and everything, he loved it. he couldnt wait to get home and match with you.

finally getting home, you both immediately went to change into your pjs and a simple black shirt. riki started setting up his live on your vanity since it had a light up mirror while you sat behind him on the couch making sure youre not in the background. riki started the live and comments immediately started rolling in. “hey guys hope youre all well” he smiled waving at the camera.

how was youre day riki !!

“my day was good we simply recorded our bits for some songs then i got surprised by a special someone” he states looking off camera to you smiling. engenes already knew who riki was talking about. you. they absolutely adored you and loved the noticeable difference in riki.

is she with you?

can we see her !!

“yeah shes behind me off camera actually” he looked at you still smiling. “cmere baby they wanna see you” riki holds out his hand to you. you grab his hand smiling cheekily and made your way into the camera.

omg i love her pjs !!

“thank you i just bought them today!” she happily states. “yeah were matching actually look!” riki smiles happily and stands next to you, grabbing your waist gently. you both see the comments going crazy at how cute you guys look. riki turns to you and gives you a kiss on your cheek.

riki takes his seat again and pats his lap looking at you. understanding what he means you take a seat on his lap and almost immediately riki wraps his hands around your waist and lays his head on your shoulder. the engenes see this and they absolutely love it omg.

ni-ki is my standard.

theyre so cute i want what they have !!

idk about you but i want y/n🤷‍♀️

“well you cant have her but you can still keep those edits coming yk” he looks away with a grin. you lean into the camera and wink, “dw im always yours engenes.” riki immediately gave you his signature side eye while loosening his grip on you. the comments started laughing at the scene in front of them. you also started laughing and turned to him, reaching your hand up to his cheek, bringing his face closer to you, giving him a kiss on the cheek. he looked away breaking into a smile. the rest if the live was just you and riki flirting at (many) times and for some reason riki constantly bringing up that he was matching pjs with you. he was just that happy about matching with you.

“bye engenes have a good night” you and riki say waving then turning off the live. it was noticeable you two were tired so both immediately jump into your shared bed getting into the covers cuddling up to each other closely. “that was acute live riki” you say stroking his cheek softly seeing his eyes are already closed. he simply hums and gets closer to you if thats even possible. “goodnight riki i love you” “goodnight princess i love you too” he mumbles sleepily. you chuckle and kiss his forehead and you both went off into dreamland.

* happy birthday to my bby riki !! *

[pitchsidestories]

the wish II Ingrid Engen x Mapi León x Reader

romantic masterlist | platonic masterlist | word count: 1340

summary: Mapi and Ingrid are looking for a special gift to give it reader for Christmas. requested

author's note: dear readers, we hope @briggtea and you all will enjoy the wholesome oneshot. 💜💜

You smiled when you saw the sign on the door that said they were filming for a social media post outside on the pitch. Those videos were always a lot of fun. You never knew what the question of the day would be when you walked out to training, it kept you on your toes.

You opened the door curiously, excited to answer whatever the social media department came up with.

“Bon dia, girls. I’ve a question for you. What was your favourite football shirt as a child?”

The question made your face light up immediately. Childhood memories of yourself watching hours upon hours of football flooded your brain. You wanted to be exactly like your idols, so you begged for their shirts for birthdays and Christmases every year.

Mapi who walked out in front of you didn’t hesitate and winked at the camera: “Puyol for me.“

“Any Barcelona one for me too.“, Ellie replied politely before turning towards you, “What about you, y/n?”

You thought about it for a moment, trying to find the perfect answer: “I’m afraid I don’t really have a favourite but there was one I always wanted and never got.“

“Tell us.“, Ellie demanded with a big grin.

“But that wasn’t the point of the question, was it?”, you smirked.

“Doesn’t matter, keep going.“, directed the social media manager.

You shrugged and finally revealed: “I always wanted a Marta jersey.“

As you were about to continue to walk towards the pitch, Ingrid appeared by your side. She studied your side profile with watchful eyes: “Was there a special reason? I mean to why you didn’t get it?”

You shook your head: “No, I just never got it.“

A plain and simple explanation now but when you were young, you were heartbroken about the fact. You adored everything the Brazilian did, from her skills to the way she spoke about women’s football.

She was so good that she was even recognised by male football players at a time when the sport was still target of a lot of ridicule. For you, she was the greatest football player ever back then. In fact, you still looked up to her today.

“That’s sad. Alexia, Caro, Ona? What were your favourite shirts growing up?”, the social media manager moved on to the next players that left the dressing room.

“Mine was Messi!”, Vicky yelled from behind them to which Alexia only rolled her eyes.

“Messi, of course. I loved my Ronaldinho one.“, the captain with a nostalgic smile on her lips.

Vicky frowned at her: “Who?”

“You don’t know who Ronaldinho is?!”, Alexia and you synchronously asked with dismay.

“Just kidding.“, the young player laughed.

You shook your head about her: “Can’t believe you’d joke about something like that!”

“I know. That’s why I had to.“, she smirked back.

“You’ll get that back.”, Alexia warned her with a mischievous twinkle in her hazel eyes. The captain already busy thinking about what she could do to return the joke.

While your team warmed up, Mapi bumped her arm softly into your girlfriend’s side to receive her attention. “You know what, Ingrid?”

“What?”, the Norwegian frowned.

“I think I’ve the perfect idea for y/n’s Christmas present this year.”, the older defender told her proudly.

Mid exercise Ingrid stopped moving, eagerly waiting for her lover to continue: “Tell me.”

“A Brazil Marta jersey.”, Mapi whispered because you were nearby, but luckily too focused on the training to hear what they were saying.

The taller woman’s face lit up in delight at the Spaniard’s suggestion: “That’s a great idea. I’m sure we can get her an original one even and she’ll love it.”

“I hope so.”, the heavily tattooed defender replied optimistically.

The weeks before Christmas were hectic, but at times beautiful, for example, when you strolled with the Barcelona team around Gamla stan, Stockholm’s old town which was prettily decorated for the festive season.

During the walk Mapi couldn’t stop taking photos of her surroundings including Ingrid and you. Memories forever captured on camera film.

The Christmas days the three of you spend in Norway, close to Ingrid’s family, the New Years Eve you all would be back in Spain to celebrate the arrival of 2025 with your friends.

For a moment you looked at the window, watching the snowflakes dance in front of it. Your girlfriends and you already had a delicious evening dinner.

Now it was the time to unpack the presents which lay underneath the Christmas tree. All three of you were filled with giddy excitement and couldn’t wait to see the reaction of your loves when they’d open what you gifted them.

“Okay, who’s starting to unpack the first present.”, you clapped excitedly into your hands.

A bright grin was formed on Mapi’s lips as she volunteered, she was fully covered in the warmest blanket to keep herself warm: “I’ll start.”

“This is from y/n and me.”, Ingrid explained solemnly handing her the beautifully and careful wrapped box.

Once the Spaniard glanced into the insides, she glanced up in awe. “You girls are the cutest. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. We spotted this and immediately thought that’s so Maria.”, you hummed.

In a pleasant tone the Norwegian added: “And we know you love everything coffee related.”

Both of you knew that the older defenders love for coffee ran so deep she even got it permanently inked to her skin. On a rare free day, you three loved to spend your time in trying out new coffeeshops.

“I’ll be on coffee duty tomorrow morning to try this out.”, Mapi decided cheerfully.

“We hoped you’d say that.”, you chuckled.

“Of course, you two did.”, she smiled amusedly.

Clearing your throat you quickly changed the topic:” Ingrid, you’re next.”

The Norwegian started to unwrap her present patiently, folding the paper neatly until it revealed a dainty golden necklace.

“Oh my god, girls. You didn’t need to. Thank you so much.“

“You’re welcome, amor.“, Mapi said softly as she helped her put the necklace on.

“You deserve it.“, you agreed.

“I really appreciate it.“, Ingrid beamed.

You both leaned over to simultaneously press kisses to her cheeks which made Ingrid immediately turn red.

“So I guess it’s my turn now.“, you finally said, pulling the only gift left under the tree into your lap.

Mapi nodded with excitement: “Yes, open it!”

You could feel your breath hitch when you saw a sliver of yellow fabric peaking out from the wrapping paper. It couldn’t be. There was no way.

“It’s a Marta jersey!”, you finally confirmed delighted, holding up the Brazil shirt.

Ingrid nodded, pointing at the back with your idols name and number on it: “It’s even signed.“

“No way!”

“Do you like it?”, Mapi asked impatiently.

You shook your head, lost for words. The little girl inside of you was jumping with joy and you suddenly felt emotional for her. “No. I love it. You know when we were kids, we only had male role models and Marta was the first female one for me…“

“And now you finally have her shirt.“, Ingrid concluded.

“Thank you so much. This might be the most thoughtful present I’ve ever received.“, you said as you blinked away the upcoming tears.

“Admittedly we had some help with it.“, Mapi laughed lightheartedly.

“From our fellow football friends?”, you asked.

Ingrid nodded: “Special thanks to Geyse.“

“And our social media team for asking you that question.“, Mapi added.

You couldn’t help yourself, you had to slip the shirt over your Christmas sweater. You pulled your two girlfriends into a tight hug: “Thank you, sweethearts. This might be one of my favourite gifts ever.“

“We’re glad you like it.“, Mapi smiled and gently kissed you forehead. “Look, it started to snow again!”

“This is beautiful.“, you said while staring out the window where big snowflakes fell, starting to cover Ingrids hometown in a layer of white.

Ingrid pulled you and Mapi in towards her as you stood there and watched on: “It truly couldn’t be anymore perfect than this.“

Christmas/Winter Oneshots

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[woso-dreamzzz]

Flirts: Christmas

Mapi León x Ingrid Engen x Reader

Summary: Christmas in the Flirts Universe

"Hey, you," Mapi says," You're home early. I thought you were going to go see Patri."

You just stick your thumb up at her from your position face down on the sofa.

"Come on," Mapi laughs," Up you get. I want a cuddle."

You roll over, lifting your legs briefly to invite Mapi into the space.

"Not even a proper cuddle?" She jokes," Is that what I'm worth to you? Your legs?"

You groan dramatically as she pulls you up, arms wrapping around your body until her head is pillowed on your chest and your fingers are gently carding through her hair.

You don't want to admit it out loud but you need this hug too.

"When's Ingrid home?"

"She's still at that photoshoot," Mapi complains," Sometimes, I wish she wasn't so pretty so she's at home more with us. I don't need photographers trying to steal our girlfriend."

"Funny," You say," I'm sure she thinks the same about the girls that try to chat you up at the bar."

Mapi winks. "And those first time pet owners who just fall at your feet during check ups."

You roll your eyes in mirth. "Well, after the attack you two did to my neck last week, I'm sure all competition has been scared off."

Mapi grins, eyes narrowed as she stares at your neck. The hickeys have all faded now but she can still imagine exactly where they went on your skin - one of her and Ingrid's greatest artworks.

"Are you sure?" Mapi's fingers brush your thigh. "I mean, how can we be sure? Competition can come back."

You give her a look, brows raised pointedly as she nibbles at your neck. "I can't go back into work with my neck uncovered. I'll have to cover it with a scarf."

"it's winter. You should be wearing a scarf anyway. This just gives you a good excuse!"

She pushes you flat on your back, straddling your hips as her mouth reattaches to the sensitive skin on your neck.

That's how Ingrid finds you, thought with less clothing, as she steps through the door.

"You two can't wait for me?" She teases as she hangs up her coat and takes off her boots. "Having all the fun without me?"

Mapi barely pulls away from you, still close enough to feel her breath on your lips, as she responds," You know you're always welcome to join."

"Hmm...I don't think that sofa will fit all three of us, not in the ways I want you two in anyway. Come. We'll take this to bed."

It's hours later when you finally, properly, separate from your lovers, head pillowed on Ingrid's bare chest as she draws absentminded swirls on your arm with her fingertips.

The light glow of the fake Christmas tree in the corner of the room is the only thing illuminating the walls. The light bounces along the curves and angles of Mapi and Ingrid's faces, bathing them in ethereal light so much that you just can't help but stare.

It's so calm and so beautiful that you find yourself relaxing, all tension melting from your bones before you check your phone and the illusion is shattered.

"What is it?" Ingrid asks, feeling your muscles tense against your own.

"It's nothing," You say quickly - too quickly for Ingrid's liking.

"You can tell us," She coaxes gently," What's wrong? We'll help you fix it."

"Unless you're going to be able to fix years worth of parental disappointment..." You say bitterly before sighing," No, it's nothing. I promise. Don't worry about it. Ignore me."

Mapi lifts her head up from where it was resting on Ingrid's shoulder. "You're not looking forward to going home for Christmas?"

"I...I don't know," You admit," Christmas isn't...I mean...I don't know. Patri wants me to come home with her but..." You press your face into Ingrid's skin. "I'm sick of arguing with her about it."

"You're arguing with Patri?" Ingrid asks," I don't think you've ever said that before."

"Every Christmas." You grind out the words. "I was smart enough for medical school, you know. I could have gotten in. I think that's what everyone expected of me."

"But you wanted to be a vet instead?" Mapi's hand captures one of your own, lacing your fingers together tightly and squeezing.

"I don't think my parents ever really got over it. I don't think Patri's parents really got over it either. A footballer and a doctor. It's every family's dream."

Ingrid frowns though you can't see it from the way you've buried your face in her chest.

"Your parents don't deserve you," She says simply," And Patri shouldn't make you go home with her if you don't want to."

"What else am I meant to do?"

"Come with us," Mapi says," I know you said no when we first asked but that's when you were planning on seeing your family. Come to Norway with us. We'll spend Christmas together."

"I don't want to intrude-"

"You won't be," Ingrid cuts in," You're a part of this relationship and if you're not going home then you shouldn't spend Christmas alone. We don't have to go to Norway. We can stay here. Together."

"I can't ask that of you."

"You're not asking. We're offering."

"And your parents won't mind one extra?"

"Ingrid's parents have been trying to meet you for months now," Mapi says," And you can finally meet Hector!"

Ingrid laughs. "My parents might make you give him a check up though. He's going deaf, we think."

"Really, I don't have to-"

"We want you there," Mapi insists," If you'll let us take you."

You smile, leaning over Ingrid to kiss Mapi gently before moving back to do the same with Ingrid.

"I'd love to come to Norway with you both."

[wosospacegirl]

Ice skater reader × Ingrid please?

Ice - Ingrid Engen

Summary: Y/n teaches ice skating to kids, and they have a blast teasing Ingrid because she can’t skate to save her life.

Word count: 1.3k

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“I’m not going,” Ingrid said, fixing herself a cup of coffee. “I already told you a million times.”

It was a warm Saturday morning in Barcelona, and Ingrid had only two things on her planner: Nap on the couch with their cat Luizito and watch some rom-coms all afternoon.

Y/n, on the other hand, had different plans in mind.

Y/n was an ice skater–like an Olympic champion– ice skater. She was a professional athlete and competed for Spain since she was a teen. She still competed, but had a professional side hustle as well.

She taught ice skating to kids in a rink during some days of the week, Saturday being one of them.

A few years ago, if you asked Y/n what her dream was, she would say winning a gold medal at the Olympics. Now, a few years later, her dream changed a bit. It still involved ice skating, but the main focus was teaching Ingrid Engen to ice skate.

“Please, baby?” Y/n begged.

“No.”

“Pretty, please?”

“I don’t like walking on ice!” Ingrid said, putting her cup of coffee down. “It’s not natural for us humans to walk on ice.”

“Of course it’s natural!” Y/n said, sitting on the counter beside Ingrid. “Have you ever heard of the Bering Strait and the colonization of the American continent?”

“Is this one more of those random facts kids learn in school and tell you?” Ingrid asked, lifting her eyebrows.

“Yep! Clara is learning about the movements of the human species so I’m learning about it as well.” Y/n said proudly, she always loved when her students talked to her about the most random things.

“You’re cute,” Ingrid said, planting a kiss on Y/n’s nose. “But I’m still not going.”

Y/n's face dropped.

“But the kids want to meet you!” Y/n said, a pout on her face. “They all think my girlfriend is fake because you never show up at the rink!”

“Tell them to come to Barcelona's game and I’ll be more than happy to show you have a real girlfriend,” Ingrid winked.

“But–”

“No more buts, end of discussion, Y/n.”

..

“Hola, nens!” [Hi, kids!] Y/n said enthusiastically at the group of children standing in front of her. “As promised, I brought someone very special to me today.” Y/n pointed at Ingrid, who smiled and waved shyly at the kids.

She absolutely didn’t want to be there, but she wasn’t going to be a grinch to the children.

Y/n slightly nudged Ingrid with her elbow. “Introduce yourself,” Y/n whispered.

Ingrid took an awkward step forward. “Hi, nens,” she said, using the same Catalan word. “I’m Ingrid and I play for–”

“Do you ice skate?” one blonde kid asked, his arms crossed.

“Hm, no,” Ingrid said, not enjoying the judgmental eyes of the kids. “But I play football, I'm good at it.”

“But Prof Y/n ice skates, how come you don't?” said a girl in glasses.

“Well, Clara and Juan,” Y/n said, smiling nervously and wrapping an arm around Ingrid. “The same way Ingrid plays football and I don’t.”

“Aren’t you Swedish, though?” said the girl Ingrid believed to be Clara.

“Nope, I’m Norwegian,” she explained, fidgeting slightly with her hands.

“But they have ice and snow in Norway,” said a girl in braids, the smallest one in the group. “We’re Spanish and we know how to ice skate, it's a shame you don’t.”

Ingrid was starting to get a little bit irritated with Y/n’s kids. Y/n hadn’t told her they were so judgmental of others' lack of skill.

“María is right,” said a boy. “You are here to learn with us, right? I’d be embarrassed if I were you… It’s like if we all got put into the babies' class.”

“Exactly!” agreed María.

“I would be very sad!” said Juan.

The kids stood there, talking about Ingrid and how they would rather die than be in her shoes right now.

“Everyone quiet!” Y/n said more loudly, catching the kids' attention.

In a few seconds, they were all silent.

“Are we being kind with our words today?” Y/n asked, crossing her arms. “Are we welcoming our new friend, Ingrid?”

The kids all looked down.

“No, Miss Y/n,” they said in unison, a sad pout on each of their faces for being lectured.

“So what are we going to say to Ingrid?” Y/n asked sternly.

“Disculpi'ns, senyoreta Ingrid.” [We're sorry, Miss Ingrid.] The kids really looked sorry; it made Ingrid’s heart ache.

“It’s okay, baby,” Ingrid whispered to Y/n. “They’re just kids, they don’t mean it.”

“They need to learn to be nice,” Y/n whispered back, eyes glued on the kids. “They can’t bully you.”

“They weren’t bullying me!” Ingrid huffed, as if she was going to allow herself to be picked on by a bunch of kids who were in diapers five years ago.

“Yes, baby, they were,” Y/n said softly, as if disclosing a secret. “They were being mean to me.”

Ingrid opened her mouth to speak, but Y/n was faster.

“I want everybody to do penguin walks, now,” Y/n said, using her sergeant's voice.

The kids whined. A lot.

“Penguin walks no, miss Y/n!” Clara asked, holding her hands as if begging.

“Now,” was Y/n response, pointing at the ring. “And I hope you guys treat someone who doesn’t know how to skate kindly next time.”

When all the kids got to the ring, Y/n sat on the bench with Imgrid, watching the mini athlete shuffling across the ring taking small steps while keeping their arms close to their body.

“Hm, is this some kind of silly punishment or–” Ingrid asked, confused. The kids really did look like little penguins.

“It’s supposed to help with core balance and edge control,” Y/n chuckled. “But I want them to struggle a bit, they’re getting more advanced each day, need to keep’em humble.”

“I’m glad you aren't Barcelona’s coach,” Ingrid said. “Didn’t expect you to be the sargent type.”

“It made me of us,” Ingrid said, smiling. “Can you picture us having a few little ones? You teach them ice skating, I teach them football, and at the end we argue about what country they’re gonna represent?”

“I’m only stern when I need to be,” Y/n said, leaning back and wrapping an arm around Ingrid’s shoulder. “They can be a handful sometimes.”

Y/n chuckled. “You know, I'd like that very much.”

Y/n leaning and gently kissed Ingrid on their lips.

“Ewww, Miss Y/n!” The kids all said, a disgusting expression on their face.

Y/n quickly sat back again, a slight blush on her face.

“If you guys were focusing on your training you wouldn't have to see that!” Y/n said, trying to hide her flushness. “Go on,” She clapped. “Back to the penguins walks, or else we’ll be doing Spin until you re dizzy.”

The kids had a scared look on their face and quickly got back to the training.

“Spin until you’re dizzy?” Ingrid said worriedly. “What on earth are you teaching these kids?”

“To mind their own business,” Y/n rolled her eyes. “And to be a future olympic champion or something like that.”

“You’re mean,” Ingrid whispered.

“A bit, yeah.” Y/n agreed, blowing Ingrid a kiss. “But I won’t be mean to you when you get on ice, pink promise.”

“I’m not going on the ice,” Ingrid said seriously.

“Yes you are,” Y/n said,

“Nope!”

Ingrid indeed got on the ice.

She was bullied by the little Spanish kids.

The kids had to do ‘Spin until you’re dizzy’.

Ingrid happily watched it.

..

Notes: Please like, share and let me know what you think! Feedback is important and makes me want to write even more. :D

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[rkisbddzir]

riding niki?

─── riris thinking space .ᐟ

you know whats crazy? i dont really think riki would be into cowgirl or anything like that. i think he likes when he has more control or more dominance over the situation.

i think riki would at least be trying to have some kind of control over you, like having his hands on your hips to guide you to how he wants it.

im ALWAYS seeing riki being into like getting teased during sex but i think he would be the teasing one during sex, because like when it comes to him with jake, jay, sunoo and the rest of the members, he’s almost always teasing them at least once in every en o’clock episode, or during weverse lives, or just in general.

so like while you’re riding him i think he’d edge you a lot, like he’d guide you to go fast and then as soon as you feel yourself reaching that sweet release, he’s either making you do it yourself or he’s making you go super slow.

if im gonna be honest when it comes to him making noises during sex i feel like he would feel shy to make noises so most of the time his noises would sound held back or just plain grunting. idk why guys in general do that thoooo like yes please whimper into my ear 😞

riki has that kind of look to him where he’d talk more during it than he’ll ever make noise, so while you’re riding him i feel like he’d be so lost in the pleasure that he wouldn’t even realize he’s speaking and cursing in japanese. he would definitely swear a lot tho, he seems like that kind of guy.

like for example he’d be like, “oh fuck, baby you just got so fucking tight there”

“shit, m’ so fucking close”

“just like that, just like fucking that”

“yeah? fuck, you wanna come on me? then go fucking do it yourself, show me how much you want this fucking dick inside your fucking wet pussy.”

“mhm yeah, fuck yeah, riding me fucking so good. gonna make me fucking come already.”

“holy shit, baby fuck, you feel that? fucking feel my dick inside you? fuck, you take it so well.”

im lwk thinking what im writing is corny so im gonna stop with the examples, but i think you get what im saying. he likes saying fuck and he’s somewhat teasing but also praising you at the same time.

but this is just my opinion guys, like this note if you want a story for riding him so he quite literally breaks and he’s whimpering and whining for you

— 🙄 a few words from riri !

i love ygs, i didn’t think the people of tumblr would be such freaks omg. i thought i was a freaky engene but hf you guys might be even freakier than i am with these requests.

SPEAKING OF REQUESTS…! i would rlly appreciate if you guys gave me some requests like this one because i love yapping about enhypen (even tho i mainly only write for riki)

i also have a little 5 part series coming up and i need more requests like this while i suffer with some absolute grotesque writers block even though i’ve literally only written the first part, and guys if im gonna be honest… that whole story is based off of a c.ai chat i had with a fuckass bot when i was like in grade 6 so the story might be a little childish because im basically putting the whole bot programming into my own words and what i said back then so ermmm 😭😭😭

i will be making some links and stuff for my work like a masterlist i think its called?? idk guys im not rlly good at this tumblr stuff.

i will be also making those little posts about the stuff i will not be writing about because im very picky about that stuff but yeah bye my freakazoids, i hope ygs have a great day/night/afternoonnnnn 😝😝😝

[enmi-land]

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ⓘ MiLA AND HER FAVOURiTE OPPA . . .

(˶ˆᗜˆ˵) FANMADE ViDEO. #2O24. ꗃ PREViEW A compilation of Mila being babygirl for Jay.

CLIP 1, INTERVIEW

for context: mila and kiara were asked who they thought the most manly member is in the group

“Uhhh, I don’t know about that.” Kiara laughs awkwardly at the idea. “I’m older than almost all of them, and I grew up with Heeseung since we were kids, so it’s hard to say. I don’t really… you know?”

“Ah, fair enough. They’re kind of like younger brothers, right? That would be awkward.” The interview nods in understanding when Kiara confirms. “In that case, what about Mila? Maybe not for the younger members, but you must have thought about your oppas, right?”

“Well…” Mila laughs shyly as her members all turn to face her. “They all have their charms. But when I think of the word ‘masculine,’ the first person I think of is none other than my Jay-oppa.”

The interviewer is surprised when Engenes watching the interview live start to scream at the top of their lungs. “Oooooh! I see—Jay seems very happy about this.”

The focus is now on Jay, who is smiling widely beside Mila while she hides her face behind her hand in embarrassment.

me and the ghost in my room: [*Theo slapping Keeho on the shoulder*]

“Now I’m curious. What makes you pick Jay, of all the members?”

“Well,” Mila says shyly, avoiding Jay’s gaze as he stares softly at her. “Ever since we met, he’s taken very good care of me—not that the other members don’t, but sometimes we have those times where we tease each other and all of that stuff. You know?”

The interviewer nods. “You like to play around, yes? Close friends who tease each other.”

Mila nods strongly. “Exactly like that! Jay-oppa isn’t like that, though. He’s a real gentleman. He’s always very gentle, and soft-spoken, and patient. He’s like the type of person people want their daughters to marry...”

And then Mila proceeds to hide her face behind Jay as Engenes go wild over their interaction. All the while, Jay can’t help the absolutely whipped look on his face as he smiles like an idiot.

[*Close up of Jay*] [“Boy who got you smiling like that?”]

CLIP 2, COMPILATION

to give you an idea of mila’s favouritism, let’s see the difference between mila with each of the 02z mila with jakehoon:

K-NEXT DOOR

“I was watching some of your clips, and I noticed something interesting,” Jonathan says. “Mila, you’re a 03-liner, right?”

Mila blinks. “Yes, that’s right.”

Jonathan turns to Jake. “Jake, you’re a 02-liner.”

Jake nods.

“In that case… Mila—why don’t you call Jake ‘oppa’?”

Mila bursts out laughing as if she’s just heard the funniest thing in her life, before she composes herself and turns to Jonathan. “Well, for one, we’re both foreigners and speak English when we’re alone. I got used to calling him by name, so it feels weird to call him oppa. And for another, it feels weird to call him my oppa when he doesn’t act like one.”

Jake looks at Mila in absolute shock as Jonathan’s jaw drops. Heeseung and Jungwon giggle among themselves, and Jake nods solemnly at the camera with his lips pressed into a thin line.

[*Close up of Jake with raining overlay*] [“Gwenchana, gwenchana, daeng daeng daeng daeng daeng.”]

WEVERSE LIVE

“The other day, I realised that I’m only three months younger than Sunghoonie-oppa,” Mila says all of a sudden. “Isn’t that so weird? I might as well be his friend, but he’s still considered my elder because he’s born in 2002. It’s so unfair…”

Mila pouts as she reads comments. “‘Just don’t call him ‘oppa’?” Mila laughs. “Right. I should just call him ‘Sunghoon-ssi’ from now on, haha. Or ‘Sunghoon-hyung.’ Can you imagine his expression? It would be funny…”

Mila bursts out laughing as she reads a comment.

“‘Just call him Sunghoon’? Yahhh, you’re trying to get me in trouble.” Mila looks thoughtful for a second after she says this. “But then again, I don’t really care if it’s Sunghoonie-oppa. He can just be mad at me, for all I care.”

She leans towards the camera with a cheeky smile.

“Should I do it, everyone?”

spoiler alert: she does it [*Compilation of Mila saying ‘Sunghoon-ssi’*]

[*Close up of Sunghoon’s reactions*] [“I never found you funny, I never found you entertaining—”]

[*Spongebob Narration* ‘Meanwhile’*] mila with jay:

EN-LOG

Mila is in the middle of eating at a restaurant when she receives a call. She looks at her phone to see who it is, and lights up when she sees the contact. She gasps excitedly. “Everyone, it's Jay-oppa!”

She shows her phone to the screen to see the contact which she saved him under: ‘the bestest oppa 😇’

(This is before they even date, mind you.)

[*Close up of Mila’s phone*] “THE BESTEST OPPA” 🤭✨

[*Cardi B squinting* “That’s suspicious, that’s weird.”]

She picks up the call and holds it to hear ear. In a cutesy voice that is out of character for Mila, she leans back in her chair and smiles, completely forgoing her food. “Hello?”

“What are you doing?” Jay asks.

“I’m just having lunch now.” Mila reaches up to twirl a strand of hair around her finger. “How about Oppa?”

mila whenever jay: [*Nayeon tucking her hair behind her ear*]

Jay hums. “That’s good. I came across a new chocolate store just now. I’m going to take a look now. Do you want me to buy you anything?”

[EN-Log captions: ‘Jay-oppa is too good to me ❤️’]

And from there, the two have a sweet phone call, with Mila looking like a giddy teenage girl as she talks.

“Mmm, okay,” Mila says as they reach the end of their call, but not without a pout. “I’ll let you go, then.”

“Get back home safely, okay? Call if you need anything.” Jay’s voice is soft, and Mila is smiling as she assures him that she will do as he says. “You hang up first.”

[EN-Log captions: ‘Jay-oppa, why are you so sweet to me? I’ll cry :(’]

Mila giggles. “Okay, okay. Bye bye~” She still smiles at her phone, even after she hangs up. She then turns to the camera and smiles. “Everyone, isn't my Jay-oppa the sweetest?”

“MY JAY-OPPA” 😫

jakehoon watching this: [“I just wanna be appreciated! I wanna be appreciated!”]

CLIP 3, WEVERSE LIVE

“‘Jay, will you marry me’?!”

[*Boom*]

Mila is flabbergasted after she reads out the comment, and looks up at the camera with a look of absolute incredulous indignation. Jay simply laughs at her expression. “Why, why? What’s with your expression?”

“No!” Mila says with a huff. “You can’t marry him!”

Jay looks amused as Mila glares at the camera, trying to intimidate. “Shouldn’t I have a say?”

“You can’t.” Mila latches onto his arm, resting her cheek on his shoulder. “There’s only one Jay-oppa in the world, everyone else can go find their own.”

[“Hold up! Wait a minute! Something’s not right!”][*Mirage effect*]

mila when engenes ask to marry ni-ki [*Mila saying, “Haha. Good luck with that. He’s a lot to handle.”*]

mila now: [*Mirage effect*]

“But you have to share with Engenes,” Jay says amusedly.

Mila turns to him with a pout and a signature pair of babydoll eyes that she always seems to wear around him—and which he’ll always fold to. “Tell them to ask someone else.”

🤨 [*Dwayne Johnson raising an eyebrow*]

Jay simply chuckles and turns to the camera. “Sorry, I can’t get married to you because our Mila doesn’t approve. You have to ask someone else to be your husband.” He looks back down at Mila. “Happy?”

Mila nods. She then proceeds to continue clinging onto his arm for the rest of the live, resting her cheek on his shoulder as she looks at her with a gaze that could melt butter.

🦋🦋🦋

CLIP 4, COMPILATION

This is basically just Mila getting shy and avoiding Jay’s gaze whenever she makes eye contact with him. It’s like she physically can’t handle looking into his eyes or she’ll be sucked into a vacuum.

mila when jay looks at her: [“Oh no, I hope I don’t fall.”]

CLIP 5, COMPILATION

proof that mila is jay’s baby part 298192: she always runs to jay when she needs something

EN-TER KEY

Mila realises she made a mistake during monitoring and looks at the camera. “I messed up…”

She doesn’t seem bothered by it because she laughs. But as a few seconds pass, she seems visibly worried as she avoids eye contact with the camera and looks away more than once, as if to use her face.

(This was during a period of time not longer after debut, where she was receiving immense hate for supposedly debuted without any talent.) 

But then she seems to crack and turns her back to the camera, before making a beeline in a certain direction. As the cameraman follows her, they end up finding Jay, who is seated on a couch in the dressing room.

He immediately stands up upon seeing Mila, and worriedly asks her what’s wrong. He opens his arms to her and she immediately walks into his embrace, burying her face in his shoulder.

He brings a hand to her head and whispers something in her ear which the cameras don’t catch. But its clear that he’s doing his best to cocker her and shield her from the camera’s view.

EN-DIARIES

Mila is tasked with the mission of giving a member a makeover, which she complains will be entirely impossible to do for any of them. But then she decides to approach Jay, and follows him around the place, asking him (and only him) for help.

“Oppa, can you help me just this once?” Mila grabs onto his sleeve and tugs it to her. “Please?”

Jay pretends to ignore her, instead busying himself with looking inside the fridge. But instead of giving up and asking one of the other members, she persists, and does everything from clinging, whining, to even pretending to be upset.

“I’ve been rejected,” she mopes in the living room, purposely speaking loud enough for Jay to hear her. “No one loves me anymore.”

At this, Jay seems ro reach the end of his straw, and laughs to himself as he makes his way over to the sulking Mila on the couch. To keep the long story short, Mila eventually sits him down and happily puts a ribbon in his hair, while commenting how cute he looks.

SO SO FUN

Mila is in the middle of cooking something in the kitchen when she notices that something is a bit off. She gasps when she realises she forgot to add an ingredient, and starts to panic that she might have ruined the whole dish.

The first thing she does is take off to find Jay. “Oppa, are you busy?”

Jay looks at her with his full attention. “Why? What’s wrong?”

Mila looks slightly embarrassed and stands closer to Jay, with a hand slightly covering her mouth. He leans down closer as she basically whispers, “I made a mistake with the food. I think I messed it up…”

Jay, to his credit, seems unpaused. “Show me. We’ll see if we can fix it.”

Mila points out the food when she gets for the kitchen, looking disappointed as she walks Jay through every step she took. “Sorry,” she says with a frown as she finishes. “I’m so clumsy…”

“No, no, don’t apologise,” Jay reassures softly. He wraps an arm around her shoulders and places a comforting hand on her head. “We can still fix it. Come here, I’ll show you what to do if it happens again.”

MISCELLANEOUS

And again, Mila can be seen asking for his help or his comfort when she needs something, which he responds to like a hero to the rescue at every occasion. It’s really no surprise that he’s her favourite oppa. (Or so, JayMi shippers like to claim—just don’t let the MiSeung fans know.)

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[rannie-moon]

🩰 member dynamics!

❝ 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊��𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒚 ❞

heeseung + heran [ heeran ]

duo name : acez

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ contact names

heeseung : heeSeUNG [ no explanation needed ]

heran : dramatic lead no one casted [ because she acts like she's in a period drama, and doen't understand the concept of normal reactions ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they met through yeonjun, and at first heeseung said they were so awkward to the point where they couldn't be left alone. they'd just sit in silence waiting for someone to say something

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ when they found out that they would be on the survival show together heeseung said he felt more at ease knowing that she'd be there. heran said that she probably wouldn't have spoken to anyone at all if it wasn't for him

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ when it was announced that she would be debuting with them heeseung thanked the gods. it didn't take much for them to get along and he made sure to be by her side when they first debuted because of how nervous she was, and always reassured her

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ during shows he makes sure that she is comfortable and if she isn't, he makes sure to do something about it

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ if either of them is troubled with something, like practice or maybe there's just something bothering them then they talk to each other. the members usually go to either jay or heran for advice or just to rant because they're good listeners. their dynamic is just the cutest and fans love the familial bond that they have with each other

heeran does!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ therapy sessions

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ hugs before and after performances

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they have karaoke lives every two weeks

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ heran always finds herself laughing until she's on the floor whenever they have conversations in konglish/english

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ heeseung always goes into immediate panic mode whenever he can't find her in crowds, only to see that she's next to him

"okay let's get to the—wait. where's heran?? OH MY GOD WHERE—oh."

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they're each other's hypeman/woman for literally anything. during games, performances, even when one of them is cooking

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they're always bullying each other, and it got to the point where they got creative and started dissing each other with random rap battles

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they have mario kart battles too, but in the middle of the night. heran is a night owl so she's always awake, and heeseung's usually up playing league or something. it gets so noisy when they're playing, and jay despises them for it

"drop that shell I dare you—WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, HERAN?!"

"you're the one who said that I should do it!".

and jay hears and he's screaming at the top of his lungs. "CAN YOU TWO SHUT THE HELL UP? I WILL UNPLUG THAT CONSOLE, DON'T TEST ME!"

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ nicknames

| heeseung [ seung-ah ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ it started off as a joke, more teasingly from heran when she dropped the honorifics to irritate him. he wasn't upset, just more concerned for her well-being because he genuinely thinks that she's the strangest person that he's ever met. the nickname caught on though and he warmed up to it

"testing, testing... 1, 2, 3."

"seung-ah your voice cracked on 2..."

"it's called vocal texture."

| heran [ cherry ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ it originated from a war crime. [ she choked on a cherry ]. it happened a few weeks after they met—so they were still super awkward around each other. they were chilling in the practice room, eating some snacks while talking and then she just started coughing

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ heeseung was so confused, only to realise that she was choking, and like the idiot he is, he started violently hitting her back while screaming. trauma

"doesn't cherry look good today engenes? wait is that my jacket...?"

"uhm... no?"

jay + heran [ jayran ]

duo name : rockstarz

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ contact names

jay : jay park ( real ) [ she's a clown like that ]

heran : flight risk [ she threatens to run away for no reason ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ now this is a duo. do you know those dads that are completely against the idea of getting a dog, but the second they get the dog BAM!! inseparable? that's literally their relationship

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ at the beginning of i-land they were asked which trainees they wouldn't get along and he said heran. like heeseung, he was also a bit opposed idea to the idea of being a co-ed group, so he tried his hardest not to associate with her for most of the show. but then she cracked a joke and he started laughing, and when she noticed he played it off by coughing and walked away

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ you will never catch him dead admitting it, but he loves heran a lot. he shows her a lot of tough love, and they tease each other quite a bit but he's always smiling regardless

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ there are times where she'll fall asleep on the couch when she's exhausted and he'll walk past and shake his head and start complaining about how careless she is while covering her with a blanket

"everytime. she does this everytime. the least she could do is go to her room like a normal person."

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ their shared love for their guitars needs to be studied. jay let her write her initials on one of his guitars, and she did the same—but specifically on the electric guitar that she used to produce shout out with

| jayran does!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ when jay is cooking, she'll sit on the counter and talk to him or annoy him but he loves that she keeps him company

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ jay often braids her hair, and whenever she compliments him or tells him that it looks good he brags to the members

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ when they're walking anywhere he makes sure that she's within arm's reach and prefers for her to walk next to him

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they loveeee going shopping together. just two rich besties spending hours at the mall

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they have their morning coffee sessions where she'll talk about her day, the wack dream she had and he'll just listen and sip his coffee. it's so entertaining for him too

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ nicknames

| jay [ jay oppa ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ okay, you might think that's it's boring and not technically a nickname but trust, it means a lot

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ jay is the only member that she willingly calls oppa—on camera, in the studio, in public. the company let her drop the honorifics because some fans would make it weird, but on occasion she'll let it slip for jay, and it makes him feel so special

he'd be showing off his jacket to the camera or something. "doesn't it just scream sophistication?"

and she'd be watching in slight disgust because wow. "is jay oppa showing off the jacket again? guys he's had it for a week already."

he'd just wave her off. "she's just jealous of my sophistication."

| heran [ princess ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ ever since their weekly idol episode for their border: carnival comeback where the hosts introduced them as "princes". he got slightly irritated because it wasn't the first time that people had forgotten that heran is literally a girl

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ so to remind her that they don't see her as a man [ even if he does tease her sometimes ] he calls her "princess"

she'll be sitting in the waiting room during one of their photoshoots minding her business and he'd call her. "it's time for the group shots, princess."

jake + hailey [ jaliey ]

duo name : hoez... I'M JOKING [ kind of ] it's actually grammarz [ they're both constantly correcting everyone's grammar. they go wild on weverse bro, humbling engenes left and right ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ contact names

jake : stalker??? [ an inside joke from i-land ]

heran : walking lawsuit [ because she's always caught up in something unintentionally ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ the duHOE. flirts of the century if you will. when jake heard that heran was from the u.s back in i-land he was sprinting at her because he needed a friend. they bonded over the fact that they both spoke english, but jake felt that she was the closest thing he had to home at the time

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they're always doing some wack shit when they're together. they often go out together and heran is a homebody, but if jake asks her she'll go anywhere

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ he wasn't confident during i-land or at the start of their career, but she was always there to help him and reassure him that he was making progress and doing a great job

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they like to tease each other, but not to the extreme of sunoo, heeseung and sunghoon. usually it's just jake shoving heran and her doing it back until they're going back and forth, falling into doors and stuff until jay breaks it up

| jailey does!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they're always listening to music together and recommending songs to each other. they don't even vibe to songs normally, there has to be maximum movement and screaming

"dude, are you listening to this shit!" she'll scream, her hands on her head while he's running laps around the room

"I can't—wait! THAT BEAT DROP!!!"

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they steal each other's jewellery like it's nobody's business. heran has quite a collection because she's obsessed with dainty jewellery. they're both tiffany and co ambassadors with sunghoon, so it makes sense

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they're always having full-blown photography sessions. the members get so fed up when they're in public and jake and heran stop to take pictures

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they go to the park and play football together, riki as well

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they go to concerts together too. they were practically the main event when bruno mars came to seoul

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they love copying each other's accents

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ stealing each other's phones just to take selfies and make it their wallpapers

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ nicknames

| jake [ jakey ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ there's no special meaning behind this unfortunately, it's just really funny. it happened during a fancall, and sadly for jake it was one of those... and the fan called him "jakey" in what she thought was cute

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ but naurrrr. it became a running joke within the group, especially to heran who was sitting right next to him during that fancall. he tried so hard not to react but she literally rolled off her chair laughing

she'll be monitoring him during a photoshoot. "doesn't jakey look good engenes? oh... now he's biting his lip again, someone throw something at him!"

| heran [ lily ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ there's nothing special about this either. he just heard her mom call her this one time and couldn't foe the life of him let it go

"lily and I went thrifting yesterday, we got some crazy good stuff. seriously, she found this vintage lighting mcqueen t-shirt."

sunghoon + heran [ hoonran ]

duo name : visualz

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ contact names

sunghoon : mirror enthusiast [ he checks his reflection more than he breathes ]

heran : brat noona [ she's younger than him but has the audacity of an older sister ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ it's absolute chaos when these two are together. you'd think that because they're both introverts that it'd be quiet enough to hear a pin drop but noooooo. these mfs don't shut up

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ it all went downhill when heran said that he was "okay looking" during i-land. he tried to bring it up with her and she was like "I said what I said" and he took that shit personal

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they're always screaming and for what? when they're together they genuinely can't laugh at a normal volume, it's impossible

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ sunghoon was pretty awkward around her at first because that's just how he is, but that only gave her even more leverage to make fun of him

"I asked you how practice is going for the evaluation, why are you sweating buckets?"

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ he was so scared of her during i-land because she was super intimidating, and when he got to know her he said he had every right to be. they share everything, I'm talking water bottles, food, clothes, you name it

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ heran doesn't like the fact that sunghoon is so insecure about himself so she does everything she can to prove him wrong—she's always there when he needs a pick-me up and he does the same for her

| hoonran does!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ sunghoon always gives her piggy back rides, not even willingly. they'll just be walking and she'll run up behind him and jump on his back

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they have these random moments of eye contact where they just stare at each other in silence [ to assert dominance of course ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they jump up and down before performances as a way to get rid of their nerves

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they're always poking each other too for some reason

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they give each other back-rubs if one of them isn't feeling well

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ awkward pats on the back

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ nicknames

| sunghoon [ hoon ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ what if I told you that she had this nickname clocked before the rest of the fandom? what if I told you that she was the founder? what if I told you that he told her to call him "hoon" more often?

"hoon! help me, this bag is so heavy!"

"it's literally just three sandwiches... what the hell is your problem?"

| heran [ moonie ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ what if I told you that he actually put so much thought into this nickname? what I told you it's because a fan said that heran reminded them of the sun and he disagreed wholeheartedly? what if I told you that he spent 5 minutes on that fan call telling that engene why heran is the perfect depiction of the moon, because regardless of her dull moments she's still shining?

"do you guys know that moonie doesn't know when to shut up?"

| sunoo + heran [ ranoo ]

duo name : bubblez

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ contact names

sunoo : professional instigator [ he starts shit and then watches from the side ]

heran : braincell thief [ he loses iq points whenever she speaks ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ you know those best friends that are always glaring at each other or side-eyeing when they see something that they're definitely gonna talk about later? yeah, that's them

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ when they met during i-land, sunoo immediately gave heran a hug because he could tell that they were going to be great friends

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they're literally partners in crime. they're always ganging up on the members, and bro don't even get me started when they're paired up together for games

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they have a lot of harmless banter but always hug it out

"I'm sorry that I said you do your skincare as if you were preparing for cremation," she'd say.

"and I'm sorry that I said that at least people would come to my funeral."

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ sunoo makes sure that heran doesn't compare herself to anyone else, and reminds her that they wouldn't have the group any other way and that without her it wouldn't be the same

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ heran always tells him that he's just as important as everyone else, and that she'll choke him if he says that he isn't

| ranoo does!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they usually do their skincare together and use it as an excuse to gossip without the members listening

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ whispering to each other from across the room because they can't wait till later

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they share immediate eye contact when they see something they're going to talk about later. seriously, imagine these two at award shows. the fans wanna know what they're talking about! like, share with the class!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ endless eye rolls

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ backhanded comments

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they love going to cafes and restaurants together and try to make it a weekly outing

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they're always tackling each other into hugs instead of hugging like normal people

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ nicknames

| sunoo [ noonie ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ blame the aegyo. she lost around on en-o'clock [ which is super rare ] and her punishment was to do aegyo for sunoo. we prefer not to talk about it...

"I love you noonie!"

| heran [ leader-nim ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ during dimension: dilemma era when she was helping them with the choreography it slipped once to tease her. but then dimension: answer hit and this girl had them running in circles before practice, she made them stay after recording sessions, and even directed them for certain shots during music video shoots. jungwon found it hilarious and let sunoo lead with it

"okay, you're doing great but sunoo can you open up your body a bit more?" she'd say during practice and he'd just roll his eyes.

"yes leader-nim. jungwon she's coming for your job, I suggest you put up a fight "

jungwon + heran [ hewon ]

duo name : soulmatez

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ contact names

jungwon : dictator lite™ (loml) [ he's strict with the other members, but let's her get away with everything ]

heran : let bro sleep (loml) [ he's convinced that she runs on 3 hours of sleep ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ them. soulmates. from the second they locked eyes when heran made her entrance into the i-land building. heeseung pointed out that jungwon did taekwondo too and she jokingly raised her fists with the most breathtaking smile he'd ever seen

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ red string theory. heran had won every taekwondo match she's taken part in since the age of 5. but there was one where she tied—and that person she sparred with just happened to be jungwon. she was so upset at the time, they were 14, and they had each other's names on their trophies and everything. then at the end of i-land she ended up tying with someone again—jungwon! YUP!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they were in the same class throughout high-school as well, and jungwon had a thing for her but she didn't know who he was. he was out here secretly trying to give her valentines day gifts before they were even on the survival show, staring at her whenever he could and she was oblivious

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ heran thinks he's adorable and she loves it when he gets flustered

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they do everything together. they're always looking at each other with so much love and admiration. it makes your heart melt. at first, jungwon was super shy around her, but it didn't take long for them to get comfortable

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they fall into complete comfort just at the sight of each other. it's so cute that it's aggravating

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ jungwon prefers to go to heran for advice because they're the same age, and because he feels like she makes talking about things so much easier. the members say that often when they wake him up, he isn't in his bed and find him passed out in heran's bed

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ at some point heran felt that she was too dependent on jungwon [ she has really bad anxiety ] but he told her that it was the same for him

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they're just so wholesome and they're always touching in some way. holding hands, hugging, cuddling, playing with each other's hair, holding pinkies, heran's leg on jungwon's lap, the list goes on

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ you know when your crush says that you look good in something, so you make it your mission to wear it more often? yeah, they're the epitome of that

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ heran said that jungwon looked really good with necklaces on, like dainty silver chains. HA! this boy makes sure that he's wearing a silver chain just so that she can see. during the dark : blood era it was like she was in heat every time she was around him. bro said that she liked his shoulders, HE MADE IT HIS MISSION TO TAKE HIS JACKET OFF WHENEVER HE COULD!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ she started working out a lot at some point to release stress, he saw how toned her arms were and said, "if I had arms like that I'd never wear a shirt". ha ha ha!! she only wears black spaghetti straps at home now. there was a moment on live that fans constantly talk about, it was during the time when heran only wore baggier clothes, she lifted her arms and her stomach showed. MY BOY WAS SWEATING BULLETS!! engenes were going crazy but he was going CRAZIER!! so to tease him every so often she'll "casually" lift her shirt with the excuse that it's too hot outside

| hewon does!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ skin ship. skin ship. skin ship.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they have just dance battles when they're free or have time off

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ late night walks. it started a few months after border : carnival where they'd go out to the park, but then it became routine

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ sharing airpods hehe

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they love love loveeee making playlists for each other! it's actually heran's love language, seeing as she's such a music fanatic.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ heran's playlist for jungwon—my won and only

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ jungwon's playlist for heran—that feeling when : heran

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they're always falling asleep on each other too, which is normal

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ separation anxiety. not even in a cute way. nah they genuinely start tweaking if they're away from the other for too long

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they have reassuring hand squeezes because they're wholesome like that

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they have matching necklaces!! because of heran's tiffany and co ambassadorship, they gifted the group some custom necklaces with their initials BUT she has jungwon's and he has hers

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ she is obsessed with his dimples!! she loves poking them and just telling him how cute they are

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they have a handshake. of course they have one ugh. they do it before performances, and it's the most disgustingly cute thing ever.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they have inside jokes galore to the point where you just have to let them have their moment and accept the fact that nobody else matters to them

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ nicknames

| jungwon [ wonie ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ nothing much behind this besides the fact that it's cute. it had a nice ring to it and she grew rather attached to it

"wonie, baby, what the hell are you doing?"

| heran [ rannie, angel ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ he wanted them to have matching nicknames that's all. and he preferres to call hers a "term of endearment" because it means that there was more love behind it

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ he calls her angel because... because you need to experience it for yourself. this isn't even a plug for the book, it's a, "you just had to be there" moment, okay! no amount of explanation can do it justice

she'll just be doing the bare minimum for real. even before they were officially a couple, like compliment him or give him something. and he'd say, "thank you, angel." RAHHHH!

riki + heran [ heri ]

duo name : troublez

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ contact names

riki : nonchalant demon child [ no explanation needed ]

heran: 5'7 but scary [ self explanatory ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ baby 1 and baby 2, but only around evah other. out of all the boys during i-land, riki was the only trainee that she willingly approached. he was super confused when she started speaking to him in japanese—he started looking around the room in complete panic. but when she complimented him the second time, he managed to respond

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ despite only being a year apart, they have their dynamic where they're always making fun of everyone and laughing at their own memes and videos

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ heran is the number 1 riki protector and always makes sure that he's okay whether it be in public or at the dorm. they're always taking pictures together and were dubbed the 'photography duo' because they're usually in charge of taking the pictures that get uploaded on social media

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ he's still young so she tries her best with him, mothering him and whatnot. jungwon is borderline jealous of him for this and riki loves to tease him, especially during vlives, he'll go over to heran and put his head on her shoulder and she'll start to play with his hair and riki will just give the most diabolical laugh known to man

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ he can't pull his nonchalant act with her. it doesn't fucking work! he'll try to be all mysterious and shit and she'll look at him and bro is GONE.

she made a point about it and was like, "I remember when you used to beg me to let you sleep on my bed. now you don't even want to sit with me."

he was like pfffft as if. "I'm not 16 anymore so yeah I guess."

SHE STARTED TWEAKING. "oh? so you don't love me anymore? just say so! no need to act all tough you big baby."

he left the room but he felt SO BADDD!! two minutes later he's back with his pillow, telling her to move over. she's like hmmm suspicious but let's him because she's a wonderful person. NONCHALANT MY ASS! THIS MF HIT HER WITH THE "wow, so you're not going to hold me? I should be asking you if you even love me anymore."

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they're called troublez for a reason. if any of the members would be criminals, it'd be them

| heri does!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ just like her and heeseung do karaoke lives every two weeks, her and riki do dance jam lives

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they love choreographing together. and since heran is the group's dance leader, she tries to include riki as much as possible because he deserves it. she's always asking for his opinions and ideas

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they play rock paper scissors to decide everything. and when I say everything, I mean EVERYTHING. the most noticeable case is during award show speeches. usually riki will say something for the japanese fans because he's JAPANASE! but he hates speaking bruh so he'll ask heran to fight it out with him. imagine, the members are standing professionally while jungwon is delivering his speech and these two mfs are fighting it out at the back! playing rock paper scissors as if it were a life or death situation, nearly breaking out into an argument ON STAGE

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they often go sightseeing together. when they're on tour or shooting something then they'll be the first members to leave the hotel

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ heran calls him "cutie" when he was a teenager he was okay with it and then once again the nonchalant epidemic changed things. he gets soooo flustered

"hey cutie. are you ready for your solo shoot?" she'll ask causally and he'd just let out the biggest sigh ever and nod, avoiding eye contact. "aw he's shy. engenes, riki's shyyyy."

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ they're always analysing their performances and dance practices together. they'll stay after practice to go over everything with their performance director

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ when he's tired, riki will straight up just flop down on her. she'd just be relaxing and he'd lay on top of her, silently hoping that she'd get the hint and run her fingers through his hair

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ he spends quite a bit of time in heran's studio to watch her. he'll make himself comfortable on her couch, with some pillows and snacks and just listen to her work. he loves the atmosphere

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ she's the first person he goes to when he has a question

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ riki always has an idea for heran. he'll go to her and drop the craziest idea for a song with the most honest look in his eyes. "noona, hear me out." she listens to him of course and appreciates his creativity but wtf are "power rangers with robot dinosaurs in space" supposed to sound like?

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ nicknames

| riki [ ki ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ don't be fooled by how cute this is, she has an entire list of names she'd call him just to clown him. rikster, riki minaj, riko—but to be nice she'll stick to ki because it's more socially acceptable

"ki, can you stay after practice for a bit please? I need your help with something."

| heran [ sensei-noona ]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ I wish this was a joke. he said that heran is practically his mentor, and has taught him so much and therefore pulled the 'sensei' card, but for the life of him, he couldn't drop the honorifics

"I've been going to the gym with noona a lot recently. she's been helping me, sensei-noona is a workout pro."

[bloomzone]

2025 : #12 step by step you can change your life. how I found my way back

I want to talk about something real today. Something that I think a lot of us go through but don’t always talk about.

✒️..You ever feel… lost? Like, no matter how hard you try, you just can’t figure out where you’re supposed to go, or who you’re supposed to be? Like you’re stuck in this endless loop of feeling not good enough, not smart enough, not anything enough?

I’ve been there.

And I want to share my story—not because I’ve got everything figured out (I definitely don’t), but because maybe my experience can help someone else feel a little less alone.

Growing Up with Big Dreams

Growing up, I was that kid. Curious about everything, constantly reading, always asking questions. I loved learning. I loved dreaming. My parents encouraged me in every way they could—books, art, even challenging me with random exams that were way above my level. Because of them, I felt like I could do anything. Like the world was wide open, just waiting for me to take my place in it. (they are toxic I won't lie especially in the term of getting good grades)

But life has a way of shaking things up, doesn’t it?

When I started middle school, everything changed.

When Everything Fell Apart

Middle school was… the hardest time of my life. I’m not exaggerating when I say those years broke me in ways I didn’t think were possible.I was bullied—constantly. Nasty comments, rumors, people talking about me behind my back. It even got physical sometimes—from my best friends MY FRIENDS that I think they will always be by my side but malheureusement they were just slaves for the bullies anyway.. And you know what? At first, I thought I could handle it. But the thing about bullying is that it creeps in, little by little, until one day you realize it’s taken over your entire life.

I didn’t recognize myself anymore.I became bitter, angry, and mean. I lashed out at people because I didn’t know what else to do. And at the same time, I was desperate to fit in, so I started copying the people who hurt me—adopting their behavior, their mannerisms—just so they’d accept me

But it didn’t work.!!!Instead, I just felt… empty. Like everything that made me me was gone.

Hitting Rock Bottom

By 14, I was at my lowest point. My grades were trash, my friendships felt fake, and I didn’t even want to look at myself in the mirror because I hated what I saw.I started staying up until 3 or 4 in the morning just crying .I shut myself off from everyone. And, at my worst, I started self-harming.

I felt like there was no way out.And then one day, I came home from school it was an 8 april 2023 7pm threw my bag on the floor, and climbed onto the ledge of the house roof I just wanted it to stop. The pain, the loneliness, the feeling that I’d never be enough. I was ready to give up.

But then… I looked up.

The Moment That Changed Everything

The sky was gorgeous that day. It was one of those sunsets where the colors just don’t make sense—soft pinks fading into oranges and purples, with clouds that looked like they’d been painted on.

And for the first time in a long time, I felt something.

It reminded me of all the things I used to love—the watercolor / pastel paintings I used to paint in my ipad and put it as a lock screen lmao , the books I used to read, the way my parents would encourage me to dream bigger, be curious explore the world my favs music artists (I'm a wizone,stay,dive, engene if anyone want to know hehe)

It hit me: I wasn’t ready to let go of all of that. I wasn’t ready to let go of me I was too young for this

So, instead of stepping forward, I sat down. Right there on the ledge, legs crossed, staring at the sky as the colors changed.

That small step—sitting down—was the single most extraordinary step I’ve ever taken.

Rebuilding Myself

That moment didn’t fix everything. Life doesn’t work like that. But it was the start of something.It reminded me that even when I felt broken, the core of who I was—the curious, creative, passionate version of me—was still there.I started making changes. Little ones, at first. Letting go of toxic friendships. Focusing on the things that made me happy, like reading , listening to music and writing.

And then came high school. High school was my first real fresh start.

It was a place where I could make new friends, try new things, and leave the past behind me. It was a chance to reinvent myself.

And I did. I created a Tumblr account later in the last days of November 2023 as a sort of diary—a safe space where I could share my thoughts, help others who felt lost like I did, and find comfort in the small, everyday moments. It became my little corner of the world, where I could be myself and help others feel better and be the best version of themselves

It wasn’t easy, and it wasn’t quick. But slowly, I started to feel like me again.

What I Learned

Here’s what I’ve learned through all of this:

1. Your Compass Is Never Broken.

No matter how lost you feel, the good in you—the things that make you you—never go away. They’re always there, waiting for you to see them again.

2. You Can Choose Your Environment.

You don’t have to stay in toxic spaces. You deserve to be around people who lift you up, who make you feel valued and loved.

3. Small Steps Matter.

Sometimes, the smallest actions—sitting down, looking at the sky, talking to a friend—can change everything. Don’t underestimate them.

To Anyone Who Feels Lost

If you’re reading this and you’re struggling, I need you to hear me: You are not alone.I know it feels like things will never get better, but I promise you, they can. The pain you’re feeling right now doesn’t define you.You have so much to offer this world. You have so much good inside of you. And even if it feels like your compass is cracked and empty, the needle—your essence—is still pointing north.So, take a deep breath. Look for the little things that remind you of who you are. And don’t be afraid to ask for help.Because you are so much stronger than you think.

And trust me… you’re going to find your way.

Thank you for reading.

written by tears and love @bloomzone

[minhosimthings]

Chocolate Sauce

Synopsis: In which you lick Jake's abs and leave a very angry Jake with hickeys on his stomach

Pairings: Bf!idol!Jake × fem!idol!reader

Warnings: smut, 18+ MINORS DNI, fingering, reader licks Jake's abs, oral (f and m), overstimulation, rough sex, mean dom Jake, sub reader, swearing, mention of food, choking, angry sex (meow)

A/N: GUESS WHO DROOLED WHILE WATCHING JAKE DO THE GUILTY CHALLENGE. THIS BITCH RIGHT HERE. So blame Jake not me because bitch had to do that shit on my period. I wanna touch those abs so bad it's actually so bad I hate myself. Anyways, enjoy this shitpost y'all peace.

Sim Jaeyun never failed to amaze you. Even as your boyfriend of three years, about whom you knew probably everything about, he always was succesful in pissing you off, or worse, riling you up. And sometimes when both of the phenomenons happened at the same time, it was a time of bliss for Jake.

"What the fuck Jayeun?" You threw your head back to look at your boyfriend, on whose thigh you were currently sleeping. He looked handsome as ever, hair all messy and fluffy, with the usual grin imprinted on his face. "What happened baby?" He pouted as you got up from his thigh and sat in front of him. "Please tell me I did not just see you acting like a whore on stage right now on my for you page." Jake turned his head sideways, an adorable thing he did when he was confused, and peeked into your phone. A devilish smirk formed on his face as he saw what was causing your current state of distress. "Oh that?" He mused, leaning back against the bedframe, "Yeah I did the Guilty challenge. Pretty good right? You know, Riki was saying my dancing impro-" "I don't give a fuck about the dancing Sim Jayeun." You cut him off, eyes faltering at the way he was looking at you, "I'm talking about the way you literally just showed your abs to every fucking person in that room."

To say that you were jealous was an understatement. Of course Jake had officially taken a pledge that he would never show his abs to anyone except you. And you remembered that the pledge also included not showing it to engenes.

"Aww." Jake cooed, wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning into your chest, "Is my girl jealous?" Resisting the urge to kiss his strawberry lips, you decided to pick up your phone and scroll through your reels, completely ignoring your boyfriend.

"Come on baby-" Jake smirked, leaning closer to your face, "-you know you can't resist me for more than five minutes." His last words were finished in almost a rough whisper, which knocked you off your wind. "I'll forgive you if you do one thing for me." You finally responded, sitting up straight and crossing your arms. "Order away, princess." Jake cocked his head to the left, smirk ever omnipresent on his stupidly handsome face.

"Let me lick your abs."

You didn't know whether it was out of pure shock, or pure embarrassment that Jake choked on air, but he did and accidentally smacked you in the head. "Jake!" You rubbed the back of your head with your hand. "You wanna do what now?" He spoke in a unusually grave voice, looking at you with bedroom eyes.

"Sim Jayeun I think I said it clear enough." You scoffed, "I want to lick your abs. If you don't wanna do it, that's fine I guess." You shrugged your shoulders and leaned back against the bedframe, getting back to your phone. "Alright then." Jake got up swiftly from the bed, and moved out of the room, walking a pace faster than usual. You tried not to think much about it, as you scrolled through the reels again, your fingers distracting you from wherever Jake was, until you heard the sound of your fridge bang close.

"Jake what are you doing?" You quizzed as Jake walked in, a bottle held tightly in his hands. He plummeted down next to you on the bed, and leaned in, giving you a tiny peck on the cheek. "Here." He nudged the bottle into your hand, forcing you to drop your phone into your lap, which he immediately took and hid in the bedside drawer. "Jaeyun!" You reached for your phone, trying to climb over him, "Give me my phone back." "Not until you read the label of that bottle baby."

You rolled your eyes and took the bottle in your eyes, peering to read the lable written in big glittery letters. "Chocolate Sauce?" You sniggered, "What the fuck do you want me to do with it?"

"Well I figured-" Jake popped open the cap of the bottle, "-since it's not pancake season and you don't use it for anything, why don't you lick it off of my abs?"

Your eyes widened at Jake, as he leaned back further, slowly unbuttoning his white shirt. For perhaps the first time in the entire evening, you noticed how truly scrumptious Jake looked in messy hair. "Jak-" "oh come on princess." Jake leaned closer to your ear, "I know you want to do it so bad like the slut you are."

His rough voice made your legs shiver. Jake had unbuttoned his shirt already, giving you a full display of his carved chest and abs. You held out a hand to stroke it, but Jake was quick to grab it with his. "Not until you lick them baby." He let go of your hand, "Are you scared princess?"

You meekly shook your head, and removed your shirt faster than Jake could blink an eyes. He slid a hand behind to your back, fingers searching to unclasp your bra. "Or should we leave it on?" Jake removed his hand from scratching your upper back, "I wanna see those nice tits bounce around in that cute little fabric which isn't hiding shit by the way." He leaned over to kiss your cheek again, "You could have asked for something new you know. Would have loved to buy you something in pink."

You took the open Hershey's bottle in your hand, and took a deep breath before turning it upside down and letting the gooey liquid come out, drizzling over Jake's abs. Jake let out a wince as it touched his skin, probably from the cold temp of the sauce. Anything for his princess though, he thought, enduring the cold grip.

"It doesn't hurt does it?" You spoke, uncertainty grazing your tone, "Maybe I should get-" "shh princess." Jake cooed at you, lifting a hand to stroke your cheek with his thumb, "Just lick them nothing hurts." His strict tone made you falter again, as you licked your lips, leaning over his body as he settled himself in the bed.

You moved towards his abs, taking in how beautiful they looked under the brown sauce. Lowering your tongue to them, you glanced up at Jake. His eyes were closed, and his eyelids were barely moving. As dead as a fish, you thought.

"Ooh princess-" Jake let out a moan, as your tongue touched his abs. You didn't know if it was the fact that the it was probably expired, or the fact that you were licking it off of Jake's belly, but man did the sauce taste good. You really didn't have a taste for sweet things, preferring your coffee bitter and your waffles without honey. But oh god, did sugar taste good when you were licking it off of Jake's belly, your tongue dying to have a taste of his cock.

"Mm-babe-ah fuck." Jake moaned, his voice grasping for more as he traced your hair with his fingers, unconsciously gripping them harder. Your tongue moved swiftly across the board of Jake's tummy, your fingers digging into the sides of his abdomen, desperately searching for more. You could feel the bulge in Jake's pants, rubbing against your belly as you leaned further in, mouth almost begging to have a taste of your favourite poison A thin line of sweat decorated your brow, as you closed your eyes, sinking into Jake's muttered words. "Mine. All mine." He mumbled in between sweet moans. Drunk on the feathery touch of your tongue on his skin, as it moved slowly, licking up all the sticky sweet substance, he didn't even notice that he was pressing your head further and further down. "J-Jake." "Shut up and go suck my cock right now." He commanded, making you whimper as you wiped off the chocolate from your mouth. You had never seen Jake like this before, eyes akin to a wolf filled with desperate hunger.

You quickly unbuttoned Jake's pants, hands fumbling as you did, while he looked on at your figure, all trembling. He loved seeing you like this, like a lamb going off to the slaughter house. It heightened his ego greatly, seeing his princess be so obedient towards him.

You pull his jeans down and mouth at his clothed dick. You began to suck the tip and run your tongue over the slit. You loved the taste of him in your mouth. He was heavy and warm. "Fuck your mouth feels so good." Jake moaned out, his hand resting on the top of your head. You take more into your mouth and you deep throat him. He touched the back of your throat before you looked at him to start fucking your face. He pulls out before slamming back in. He does this a few times as you sputter around him. You weren't expecting him to be so hard to take as he fucked your throat. He moved against your mouth as you sucked him for everything he had. You wanted him to cum in your mouth. He pressed deeper in your throat as you gripped his thighs in hopes of him letting up.

"Fucking hell, you are such a slut." Jake chuckles as he pulls out, to see your mouth coated in his cum. "Just for you." You pant, wiping your mouth with the towel Jake handed you. "Hmm" Jake groaned, moving slightly to make space for you to rest in his arms. "...'m love you princess." He mumbled as you drifted off into sleep.

"L/N Y/N you are in big trouble." Jake's puppy eyes appeared on the screen of your phone, as you picked up the call. "You know usually people greet their partners with a 'hey babe' or a 'i love you till death'." You giggled, moving on with your laundry. Thank god it was the holidays and your members weren't there to annoy you about Jake, you thought as you slammed the washing machine door close and returned to your boyfriend's angry face. "Y/N I swear to God-" Jake sighed, plopping into a chair, "Do you know how much my stylist scolded me today? And do you wanna know the reason why?" Although you already knew what was going to come out of Jake's mouth, you decided to play innocent, wanting to make him more angry. You did always love when he was angry.

"Why baby?" You pouted, widening your eyes and setting your phone down on the table, at a mischievous angle. "You know why princess." Jake's angry tone came through again, "For all the marks you left on my stomach yesterday? They wanted to put me in a crop top today like all the members but instead, because of you, I had to stay in a fucking jacket." "Hmm" you shrugged your shoulders, "sad." You spoke, before cutting the call abruptly. You giggled in response to nobody's joke as you hopped off of the kitchen counter and opened up the fridge to find something to eat, waiting eagerly for Jake to get back home.

Anger was an emotion which was a rarity for Jake. Even when he did get angry, it would usually be playful anger, with Niki or Jay. But somehow you managed to piss him off to his guts, and as he rode in the car, with Sunghoon side eyeing his furrowed face, he thought of all the ways he could punish you as soon as he got home and layed his hands on your body.

"Ah fuck it." You curse as you burn your toast, having left it on the stove for too long. You had wasted a lot of time admiring yourself in front of the mirror, tracing your eyes over the pretty bra you wore, one of Jake's favourites. And now, as you silently waited for your boyfriend to come home, fumbling with the straps of your bra, you wondered what he was going to do to you.

The keyhole clicked twice at the sound of a key being pushed in. You barely had time to get any words out of your mouth as Jake can stomping in, a dark expression clouding his face. There was little time to brace yourself for Jake's next move. You're pressed against the wall before you can protest, although you wouldn’t dare object to this.

“You love when I make you feel good, don’t you baby? Who’s my good girl?” And that’s what did it for you, your eyes rolled back and you tightened around his fingers, but Jake wasn’t taking just that response this evening. He put his fingers in your mouth, and he asked again with raised eyebrows, “What was that? Who’s my good girl?” His fingers lingered down to your throat, applying just enough pressure so that you could still talk. “Yours, only yours” you replied. He nibbled your ear, smirk still prevalent on his face. He whispered in your ear once more,

Jake grips the backs of your thighs and lifts you up, wedging your hips with his own, keeping you steady. A new hardness presses against your core as he juts his hips into you, pure instinct taking over his movements. His cock twitches in his jeans - he needs to watch his cock sink into you, to watch your face contort in bliss when he bottoms out in your pussy. The friction on your swelling clit was rough and warm, with Jake's cock perfectly nestled atop your drenched slit. Each rough push shot pleasure through your core, but it wasn’t enough for your aching cunt.

He moves the two of you to the couch and putting you on your hands and knees before pulling your pants down. He played with your thong before pulling them off too. His tongue goes straight into your little hole which causes you to scream. He tongue fucks you for a little bit before moving up to your clit. He sucks it into his mouth which has you pushing back on his mouth. Jake continues until you are almost there but he stops.

"No-Jake." You whine, jutting out your bottom lip. "You don't get to fucking cum until I say so, got it?" Jake growls, making you whimper and sink into the couch.

He presses his cock to your hole and presses inside. The stretch felt like it would never end. As he pressed in, you felt full already and he was not even half way in. You moan as Jake whispers about you being his whore and that he isn't going to let you go. He keeps fucking up into you with fever and the only thing you could do was to take it. You had no choice with how good he was fucking you.

"Oh, fuck yes," he groaned, totally entranced by the way your pussy warped with his size, swallowing his cock into your soft walls. He bucked his hips on instinct and struck you deeper. You cried softly against your hand, trying to quiet yourself when the tip of his cock pressed against your cervix.

With another set of thrusts you became undone around him, clenching down onto Jake's cock, letting out a high-pitched moan as your orgasm flowed through you. Jake hissed through his teeth at the warm, fluttering sensation, satisfied at your soft moans falling out of your slacked mouth.

"Attagirl, just keep goin'," Jake said sweetly, pulling and pushing your hips in the same rhythm as before. The overstimulation took you over and left you whimpering, sending soft pleas of slow down, it's too much, to your boyfriend.

Your sweet pussy clenched around him and he rubbed your clit as he bounced you up and down on his dick. You got closer and closer before you climaxed. It felt as if you were drowning. You could only scream as Sam doubled his efforts and you orgasmed again. "Jake please-I"

"One more princess, just one more," he says before thrusting harder. He thrusts one last time before spilling into you. His orgasm triggered yours and you squirted a lot onto his lap. He looked down and smiled at his achievement.

"You look so fucking hot right now," He said as he kissed your neck again. "Jake, I don't think I can go another round." "Don't worry sweetheart, I know you can." He said before circling your clit.

You arch your back as his fingers slip inside of you, along side his dick. He pulled out but left his fingers in. He played with the cum inside as he fucked you with his fingers. He wanted you to cum one last time. It didn't take long before you did and almost fainted in his arms.

Jake swooped you up carefully in his arms, and carried you to the bedroom, where he cleaned you up with a towel, before settling in beside you. You crawled upto him, wrapping your arms around his waist, stroking his abs, as you listened to his heartbeat.

"I'm sorry about the hickeys." You mumbled into his chest, too ashamed to show your face. Jake smiled warmly and stroked your hair, a complete contrast to what he was minutes ago. "it's alright." He kissed the top of your forehead, "Let's not pretend like I never gave you hickeys right before your Inkigayo stages." You chuckled weakly to his words, and buried yourself under the blankets, with the taste of chocolate forever lingering in your mouth.

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Reservation 🔞

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We Might As Well Try 🔞

You Drew Stars Around My Scars 🚨🔞

Thorn in my Side 🚨

Wake Up Call 🔞

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Twice the Pleasure 🔞

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Scars 🚨

Broken 🚨

Claire De Lune 🚨

all the rain in the world. 🚨

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Touch me like nobody else does. 🔞

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Enhypen’s Intimacy Styles (Hyung Line)

Warning/Disclaimer: all people discussed in this post are over the age of 18. This will be talking about some nsfw stuff so if you are underage then please skip past this post. Thank you!

I know what you are thinking. “You seriously had the time to do this?” and “Do you have a life?”. Well to answer those…yes and…kinda yes??? But when you are fresh outta college and looking for a new job, down time is spent doing shit like this. So whatever. Anyways enough about me. Let’s get spicy!

I feel like I am someone who can read people pretty well, and I have had many thoughts and predictions about a lot of my bias’s over the years regarding what they would be like as a lover and a lot of those predictions actually came out to be the truth or at least pretty damn close. But still this is purely guesswork and just what vibes I’m picking up on based off of their personalities and also things they have openly shared that can hint to something steamy about them. For example, they have all shared what their ideal types are, and that can be a big indicator on them as lovers.

So when I say styles of intimacy I am going to talk about three things:

-kissing style ❤️

-them in the bedroom🔥

-some things they may say when getting freaky 🫠

If you have any other thoughts or maybe you disagree with something and have a different vibe with a member, I’d love to hear y’all’s thoughts on it and have a fun discussion about it. We are going in order from our oldest to youngest. And we are starting with our hyung line (Heeseung, Jay, Jake, and Sunghoon).

Heeseung (Eldest)

Born: 10/15/2001

If you are a fan of Enhypen…you know how flirty Heeseung is with ENGENE. He ain’t too shy about it either lol. He always gazes at ENGENE like they are etherial beings, admiring their beauty and complimenting the hell out of them. He is very sweet and loves having fun conversations with ENGENE and getting to know them as individuals. He also can be coy and teases them a lot, but he is very smooth and very good at making us blush that’s for damn sure.

He has shared that he likes girls who are loyal, caring, hardworking, and passionate about their goals. He isn’t a fan of his partner being overly clingy because he wouldn’t want to be that way to her either. He wants his person to be her own unique individual with dreams and aspirations of her own and who also respects and supports his dreams too, and clinginess can cause a set back in that for both parties if it goes too far. So he believes in both partners giving equal amounts of affection and supporting each other through all their endeavors. He loves the little things and doing sweet, romantic gestures for his person and loves when it’s reciprocated. He likes girls who give off the ‘girl next door’ vibe and who are kindhearted and down to earth. He also prefers girls who are sexy over cute 😏😳

Kissing Heeseung

Heeseung is two things for sure, passionate and loving. He has shared that he enjoys romance and the little things partners do as sweet gestures. So when he kisses you he will make sure to put all his love and emotions into it making you feel cherished while also giving you all the butterflies and tingles! And figuring out the little things you like when he kisses you that he knows enhances the experiences for you, and being appreciative when you do it back. He is for sure the type to put one hand on your waist and one hand holding the back of your neck or your chin, or having both of his hands on your waist. I also feel he is someone who would probably press you against the wall when the kissing is getting steamy. Maybe even grab your leg to wrap around his body making him even closer to you. Or maybe having you on his lap, or kissing while laying down and snuggling up together on the couch or in bed. I get strong senses that he for sure is a lover of giving and receiving forehead and neck kisses/nibbles. But Heeseung has shared that he isn’t a fan of too much PDA so all this would be happening in private, so you guys can be in your own little world together when smooching ❤️

In the Bedroom with Heeseung:

So as I had mentioned before he is romantic, loving and very attentive to his partner. Picking up on the little things and all the sweet spots that get them going and in the mood. He would be the type to suddenly grab your thighs while kissing you against the wall and pick you up so you are straddling him and then carry you to the bedroom. He would kiss your neck, pleasure all your sweet spots, and make sure every inch of you feels loved and cherished. He would tease the fuck out of you making you beg him for more (hell yeah!). I do think he would be someone who loves to give head to his gf and is good at it too. So he would for sure spend some time doing that and perhaps also asking for you to return the favor for him before you guys dive into the grand finale. He would for sure start off slow and then work his way up to being faster and rougher towards the end. However, I can see the possibility of him being someone who would love to have hardcore bang sessions every now and then that are rough, sexy, and intense, where you guys are just so in need of each others touch that you can’t help yourselves. Like a soft dom leaning to a bit of a harder dom at times. But I can also see him as a switch because he believes in 50/50, so there may be times he wants the girl to be in charge and order him around too.

He’s not possessive for the most part (confirmed at a fan-sign when a fan asked him if he had a girlfriend how he would feel about certain scenarios involving her interactions with other guys. He was ok with her having a meal with the guy where it is just the two of them and long phone calls. Isn’t super comfortable with them texting everyday. And for sure not ok with them going to the movies just the two of them). So he may not be into openly displaying hickeys but may like the sensation of getting them so he would want to give and receive them in more hidden areas of the body.

For positions I see him being into classic missionary and being a fan of spooning for sure. He may also like having one or both legs on his shoulders, doggy style and the snake. But honestly I think he would be open to pretty much whatever position really lol.

Quotes Heeseung might say:

-“god you’re so sexy”

-“I love you so fucking much”

-“hold onto me baby”

-“oh yeah you like that? Well what about…this?”

-“don’t hold back those pretty noises”

-“oh fuck yeah y/n you feel so fucking good”

-“yes…please touch me more”

-“no…don’t stop”

-“fuck yes just like that”

Jay

Born: 4/20/2002

Ok so firstly, Jay is one of my bias breakers, and when I first started getting into Enhypen I thought Jay was the type of guy who is 100% DOMINATE alpha male. Which he very much could be, but personally I think there’s more to him than meets the eye.

So Jay says he likes confident, strong, and independent women (preach). He likes women who are outgoing and stand up for what they believe in and who won’t be swayed easily into the other direction. He wants a woman who can challenge his thoughts on things and help him see many different perspectives, which to him also creates a deeper connection with her, because it allows for growth together and he also just really enjoys having those deep and complex conversations with people. He values loyalty, kindness, maturity, and wants someone who gives just as much emotional investment and commitment as he does.

Ok, so there is a lot to unpack here. And when you break it down and think about what it all could hint at when it comes to intimacy with him…oh the possibilities hehe. Get ready because it’s gonna get…HOT! 🔥🫠

Kissing Jay

I can see Jay being someone who LOVES making out with his person. His kissing style would be slow and tender at first. You know the kind of tender kissing that causes chills and tingling sensations throughout your body? Oh yeah that yummy feeling🤤. Then he’d deepen it over time to the point where you are in a deep, slow but HOT🔥French kissing session that is so good you can’t stop, he may even gently bite your bottom lip for extra intensity. I do think he would maybe want intimate but cozy positions for kissing like you laying on top of him like he’s a body pillow and having his arms around you, or the other way around with him on top of you putting his weight on you or…you being on his lap. I think his hand placement would be him holding the back of your neck and tangling his fingers in your hair but I also have a strong feeling that…he is for sure an ass guy (he spanks all the other members already). He is definitely the kind of boyfriend to grab and squeeze your ass while making out. He’s also the type to playfully and aggressively pepper kiss all over your face and then nibble and tickle your neck between make-out sessions because he loves your smile and the sound of your laugh. I mean fuck he just loves YOU so much. Which is so damn adorable I can practically taste the sugar sweetness just thinking about it. ✨❤️

In the bedroom with Jay

Alright…so I am getting the sense that he is a switch based off of what he’s shared. Which surprised me cause, he can really give off such strong HARD DOM vibes…but I think truthfully…even if he doesn’t want to admit it…he probably does enjoy having the woman put him in his place too. Maybe a verse dom (likes to be dominant majority of the time but not all the time). Or another possibility is he is a full dom, and he prefers that in everyday normal life the woman is a dominant person but in the bedroom she becomes more submissive. That could be a possibility for sure. But who knows?

Anyways so back to him being a possible switch…let’s break it down more in depth. I do have a strong sense that he would be a brat and also a brat-tamer. Because if the woman is confident and extroverted, she would not be afraid of teasing him and messing with him, so I feel like if she was doing that to him all day…there will be no mercy for her and same goes if the roles are reversed since he is also an outgoing and confident person so he would be equally as bratty and equally as fucked lol. 😆😛

I do think he would be on the rougher side in bed. He would pin you down by your wrists or even use actual restraining devices like handcuffs, bite at your neck, choking, and spanking, all that fun stuff while of course making sure that he’s not actually hurting you and that you are enjoying it. He’d check in on you and give you all the love and praise making sure he doesn’t cross any boundaries and that you are getting just as much pleasure out of it as he does.

Jay is the possessive type(confirmed by an ENGENE at a fan-sign who asked him if he had a girlfriend what would he tolerate when it comes to her interactions with other guys. He didn’t like any of the scenarios at all saying no to all of them lol). So I do think he would be the type to give hickeys, displaying that you are taken.

I can see him really liking the classic missionary but I also think he’d like the seashell, spooning, cowgirl, and doggy style with a bit of hair pulling too(oof). I also see him LOVING oral sex so I’m going to say 69 as well. Why not?

Quotes Jay might say:

Dom (Jay):

-“I love you so fucking much baby”

-“God damn… you are so sexy”

- “Don’t fucking move”

-“Take it baby…take it like a good girl”

-“Scream my name”

Sub (Jay):

- “Please let me cum darling. Please…”

-“Fuck…yes right there baby yes”

-“Thank you”

-“I promise I’ll be good…I won’t do it again”

Jake

Born: 11/15/2002

Ok so Jake was a fun one to think about because he has shared some things about his ideal type that are very strong hints into what he is like as a lover. So he is one of the ones I am the most confident in.

He has shared that he absolutely loves romance. Especially if it’s super dreamy and cheesy ❤️. He likes kindness and dedication as well as creating a deep personal connection with the person. He likes it when him and the person are able to share a connection that’s special and unique to them, showing sides of themselves that they wouldn’t share to anyone else. He said that he likes girls who appear sweet and innocent but on the inside…have multiple aspects of themselves that you may not see at first glance, one of which is a…deeply passionate side to them. YEP! 🔥🫠

Kissing Jake

So Jake is romantic and dreamy but also passionate. Sweet and spicy situation here? Well then let’s break it down. Jake would for sure tell you how beautiful you are everyday but especially during or before a kiss. I think he would be pretty smooth about it too. If you were looking downward or just away from him because of bashfulness he would gently grab your chin, tilting it to face him before brushing his nose on yours and then his lips melt onto yours. He would be a passionate kisser with both his hands caressing your face, and maybe one eventually moving down and wrapping around your waist pulling your body completely against his pressing his chest into yours. He for sure absolutely loves French kissing. I mean COME ON, all that lip licking and biting when flirting with Engene? He likes using his tongue (we will get to that again later😏💦) . He loves intimate and passionate positions for kissing like one on top of the other (him on top of you or you on top of him) or you being in his lap. He would for sure love giving and receiving forehead kisses because those are mostly done when you deeply cherish and love the person. I also think soft little neck kisses when needy trying to get your attention and maybe is…in the mood. 🫣🫠

In the bedroom with Jake

Jake would take things slow, worshipping every inch of you with his touch and kisses. He would absolutely love kissing and pleasuring breasts, kneading them and gently sucking on them, but also I believe Jake is someone who LOVES giving head. He loves making you feel pleasured, and seeing your reactions to his tongue and affections to your core, since your pleasure is incredibly arousing to him. Ok now this is where things get freaky. Even though Jake is a very romantic person…he would be next level PASSIONATE once we hit fourth base. He would start slow at first but gradually he would become more intense and rough with his movements causing your brain to get foggy. He would never stop praising and loving on you throughout all of it, but he would pour all his emotions and desires into the intimate moment and if he is in the mood for being more wild…out comes the inner lion that wants to pay a visit.

Jake has expressed that he is the possessive type as well (confirmed at a fan-sign where an ENGENE asked him if he had a girlfriend, what would he be ok with in terms of her interactions with other guys. He wasn’t ok with any of them. And he was pretty firm about it too). So…I do think he would be the type to give hickeys, to make a mark on you that claims you as his so other people would back off.

Positions I see him liking are any where he has easy access to your face as he loves watching your reactions and being able to kiss you, so missionary, cowgirl, g-whiz (legs on shoulders), on his lap, or maybe even picking you up having you straddle him while he does it.

Things Jake might say:

-“you are so fucking beautiful y/n”

-“Hold onto me baby”

-“I love you so fucking much”

-“Yeah…you like that?”

-“oh fuck…please…kiss me”

-“oh god you feel so fucking good”

-“you feel that love? You feel how hard I am inside you? That’s your fault for being so god damn sexy”

Sunghoon

Born: 12/8/2002

Ok this one was also fun to research because Sunghoon is so sweet but he tends to act quite stoic at times, so I was wondering…what hides underneath? So truth be told…Niki is my bias, Jay my bias breaker but when I took a closer look and a deep dive into what Sunghoon may be like as a lover something changed within me and he might be my new bias breaker. Maybe a tie between him and Jay. Because Sunghoon will melt your heart with a loving warmth but also…fill it with a passionate fire❤️🔥

He shared that he wants someone family oriented, trustworthy, responsible, observant, loyal, and nurturing towards those they care for. He loves making beautiful memories with those he loves, always having a digital camera on hand so he will make sure to document all the special moments together. He is incredibly affectionate but he is aware that he tends to hide his emotions at times, so having that special person he feels he can confide in if he needs to is very important to him. He may still struggle with it at times, but just being a reliable and calming presence can help reassure him that when he is ready to share, you are a safe space for him. So sweet and so wholesome! Ok let’s get into it with the lovable gentleman Sunghoon.

Kissing Sunghoon

Ok so Sunghoon was voted by the other members as the most romantic out of all of them and…he fully agrees with that statement lol. So he would for sure be the type to caress your face lovingly when kissing you or holding the back of your neck, stroking your cheek making you feel cherished and like you are the most precious thing in the world. I also think he likes to feel your skin when kissing you so he may put one hand under your shirt on your bare waist or the small of your back to pull you closer. His kiss would be slow and tender occasionally running his fingers through your hair sending chills down your spine. Very much the type of kiss you would see in a cheesy romance movie. Now when in private, he may then show a very sensual and also very fun type of passion. He may be an example of someone who I feel would absolutely be pressing you against the wall when kissing you. When French kissing, he is not the type to just shove his tongue in your mouth but more so gently brush it against yours in a sensual dance so he can just get a taste of you. For make out positions besides against the wall I think he would be into the classic with him on top of you or you on top of him or being on his lap. I can also see him being the type to hug you from behind and kiss the top of your head, your cheek and maybe…a sneaky tender kiss on the neck too to give you some goosebumps?😏😛

Sunghoon in the bedroom

Ok guys it’s time to get your heart pumping because I feel in my gut that a night with Sunghoon is…sensual and steamy! I am fairly confident Sunghoon isn’t the type to be sub, and even if so not very often at all. I think he prefers to be the one in charge in the bedroom, but more so a soft dom who aims to please. He is attentive to your needs and makes sure you enjoy every second of the beautiful moment together. I think he would purposely make you more and more flustered by doing things to get your heart racing faster. For example…you ready? I don’t think you are. Ok fine I’ll tell you!

Imagine…you two are washing up after you and Sunghoon cooked a meal together. He comes up and hugs you from behind and kisses your cheek but then trails more kisses down your neck where he also gently nibbles your pulse point. He then looks at your face to see your reaction. He finds it adorable seeing you blush and get all a flustered. You try and keep your cool but suddenly he pins your wrists on the wall with one hand while the other slides under your shirt and caresses your bare waist and it makes you blush even harder making Sunghoon smile thinking of all the other ways he can make you blush throughout the night with you. So yeah he likes seeing the effects he has on you so he would want to give you all sorts of sensations in the bedroom but also being a huge tease. Totally into sensory play. Maybe blindfolding you to elevate your other senses when he gives you these different sensations, maybe using a feather or ice cubes (not hot wax because he would think it’s too messy). Maybe even putting an ice cube in his mouth when giving you head. I do have a sense he possibly could be into using mild restraints as well, at least handcuffs he can attach to the bed to keep you from getting away while he would do the sensory play.

When fully doing the act I think he would be incredibly sensual and ardent, wanting to give you as much pleasure as possible. He would be playing with your intimate and sensitive spots while doing it, enhancing the experience. He would find and figure out what pace works best for you and also what angles seem to get the most intense pleasure for you.

Sunghoon has shared that he is the jealous type (confirmed at a fan-sign when a fan asked him, if he had a girlfriend what would he be ok with when it comes to different interactions with other guys. He wasn’t ok with any of them). I don’t know if he is much of a hickey person, at least them being out on display for everyone to see. He might put them in places only you and him would see because hickeys do feel nice at least lol.

I can see him enjoying a few positions like the classic missionary, hooking his arm under your leg for deeper penetration, the flatiron or the snake perhaps with your hands pinned to your back or maybe above your head on the bed, and maybe spooning but with him leaning over a bit so he can see your face and kiss you ❤️

Things Sunghoon might say:

-“Don’t hold back jagi. I want to hear how good I’m making you feel”

-“god you are so cute when you blush like that”

-“You want it darling?”

-“how would you like it?”

-“someone’s getting flustered hehe”

-“those faces you make are so beautiful”

-“oh? Did that feel good? Interesting…😏”

-“oh fuck you feel so good sweetheart”

-“let me feel you cum, let me feel you squeeze onto me…please don’t hold back”

Next will be the makanae line which is Sunoo, Jungwon, and Niki! Stay tuned for more…🔥

[meazalykov]

life's better on saturn

ingrid engen x reader

part two - part one here

summary: she gave you a chance and it was all worth it

six months in, and things with ingrid feel like a dream you’re afraid to wake up from. 

every day, you wonder how you got so lucky. she’s everything you could’ve hoped for—kind, supportive, sweet, funny, and the way she looks at you makes your heart race no matter how many times it happens.

at barcelona, the two of you have fallen into an easy rhythm, balancing your professional lives with the personal one you’re building together. 

on the pitch, you’re teammates first, focused on the game and the goals ahead. but off it, in those quiet moments before and after training, you’re just y/n and ingrid, stealing glances, sharing secret smiles, and finding excuses to be close since ingrid isn’t afraid of it anymore.

one of your favorite things is when practice wraps up and the team heads to the locker room, and you and ingrid always end up next to each other. 

she’ll brush her fingers against yours, just a small, subtle touch, but it sends warmth through you every time. 

you catch her looking at you when she thinks you’re not paying attention, and you do the same—though you’re not as discreet about it.

sometimes, you catch the other girls watching, too, with knowing smiles, and it makes you laugh. you’re not exactly keeping your relationship a secret, but there’s something fun about the little moments of affection that only the two of you truly understand.

but then there was the injury. a bad tackle during a match left you with a sprained ankle, and while it wasn’t the worst injury you could’ve had, it was enough to keep you off the pitch for a few weeks.

you hated it—the sitting around, the physical therapy, the frustration of not being able to play. and the worst part? missing the international break. 

you were supposed to represent your country, and the disappointment was hard to swallow. but ingrid, as always, was there to support you. 

she never let you dwell too long in your frustration, always finding ways to cheer you up. she’d come over after training, bringing your favorite snacks, and you’d spend the evenings curled up on the couch, her arms around you, making you forget the pain, if only for a little while.

when it came time for her to leave for norway’s matches, you insisted on going with her. you weren’t going to sit at home while she was out there giving it her all. 

she tried to convince you to stay and rest, but you were stubborn, and in the end, she relented. you ended up on a plane with her, your crutches awkwardly stuffed into the overhead compartment.

watching her play was an experience in itself. you’d seen her on the pitch countless times, of course, but there was something different about being in the stands, surrounded by norwegian flags and fans, watching her represent her country. 

you never had an opportunity to watch another country play another, since you would be playing for yours at the same time. 

ingrid was brilliant, as always, commanding the back line with a grace and power that took your breath away. 

you couldn’t stop cheering, even when the pain in your ankle flared up from standing too long. when she assisted caroline’s goal, you were out of your seat, yelling her name, your voice lost in the roar of the crowd. 

when the match ended, you made your way down the stands to meet her. 

the moment she spotted you, her face lit up, and despite the sweat and exhaustion, she made a beeline for you, pulling you into a tight hug. the both of you ignoring the press and the cameras that were surely snapping away wondering why you were all the way in norway.

“you were incredible,” you whispered in her ear, holding her as tight as you could with one crutch tucked under your arm.

she smiled, pressing a light kiss to your forehead. “y/n i could hear you from the pitch, you know.”

“good. i wanted you to know i’m your biggest fan– and i have been your biggest fan for a while.”

then there was the moment that changed everything. it was a few days after the national break ended, and you were back at the training ground in barcelona, trying to ease back into your routine, though you were still sidelined from practice. 

you’d decided to take a break and headed to the lounge, hoping to find some company. what you didn’t expect was to find ingrid and fridolina deep in conversation.

you paused in the doorway, something in ingrid’s expression making you hesitate. you were about to turn back, give them their space, when you heard your name.

this moment gave you deja vu.

“i don’t know when it happened,” ingrid was saying, her voice soft, almost hesitant. “but i’m in love with her, frido. like, in love– with y/n.”

your heart stopped. you weren’t sure if you were dreaming, but you pinched yourself just in case. the shock of it held you still for a moment, and you heard fridolina’s voice next, full of warmth.

“i’m not surprised,” she said. 

“it’s obvious how much you care about her. and honestly, ingrid, it’s great to see you this happy. i’m glad you didn’t let the age thing bother you forever.”

you couldn’t just stand there any longer. before you could overthink it, you stepped into the room. “i love you too, you know.”

both heads turned toward you, ingrid’s eyes wide with surprise, fridolina grinning like she’d just won a bet.

ingrid blinked, clearly caught off guard. “y/n, i—how long were you standing there?”

you shrugged, trying to keep the mood light even though your heart was pounding. 

“long enough to hear the most amazing thing anyone’s ever said about me.”

she looked at you, her expression softening, and in that moment, all the nerves seemed to melt away. 

“you’re not just saying that because you overheard, right?”

you shook your head, taking a few steps closer until you were standing right in front of her. “i mean it, ingrid. i love you. i’ve loved you for a while now, and i’m not planning on stopping anytime soon.”

there was a moment of silence, and then she was pulling you into her arms, careful of your injury, holding you like she never wanted to let go. 

“i love you too,” she whispered, and the words felt like a promise, something solid and real that you could hold onto.

fridolina cleared her throat, and you both looked over to see her giving you a thumbs-up.

“about time,” she said with a teasing grin. 

“now, if you’ll excuse me, i’m going to leave you two lovebirds alone.”

once she was gone, ingrid pulled back just enough to look at you, her eyes shining with something you hadn’t seen before—a mix of relief, joy, and something deeper. 

“i can’t believe you heard that.”

“best thing i’ve ever overheard.” you laughed, leaning in to kiss her, slow and soft. 

she smiled against your lips, and when she pulled back, there was nothing but happiness in her eyes.

“i’m really glad you came to norway with me to meet my family,” she said, her voice tender. “it wouldn’t have been the same without you.”

“i wouldn’t have missed it for the world,” you replied, meaning every word. 

“and now that i’m stuck on the sidelines, you’re going to have to keep carrying the team until i’m back.”

“no pressure, then,” she teased, and you both laughed, the sound filling the room, light and full of the kind of love that only grows stronger with time.

my master list is here if you want to read more fics <3

[love--and--venom]

I Make You (You Make Me): Chapter Seven

Summary: You get lectured by your soulmates, but quickly realize why they're so angry in the first place. After talking it out, everyone seems to forgive you. But later that night, you have to face Heeseung's wrath. Sunghoon, Jay, and Jake are in for a surprise when they wake up the next morning

Warnings: it's emotional at the beginning, smut in the middle, and some comedy at the end. edging (f receiving), mean heeseung, dom!heeseung, safeword mentioned but not used, unprotected sex, not-so-subtle praise kink, creampie. this chapter is also 13 pages. my average is usually 6-8 so y'all are getting FED tonight

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After your livestream was interrupted, you, Eun-Ae, and Liam had to sit in the practice room while the three idol groups finished their rehearsal. They hardly spoke to the three of you and you sent a silent ‘good luck’ to each other before you split up. The short car ride back to the dorms was incredibly tense. Daehyun had messaged the group chat a few minutes before you got back, and your key-smash was due to Heeseung snatching your phone as you stepped out of the car. 

Once inside, you sat on the edge of the couch cushion and braced yourself for a lengthy lecture. To your surprise, Sunoo was the first to rip into you. 

“Are you insane?!” The blonde exclaimed, standing in front of you with his hands on his hips. “What could’ve possibly convinced you that confronting Engene was a smart idea?”

“It wasn’t a confrontation!” You argued. “Look, Daehyun said–”

“I don’t care what Daehyun said, that was reckless and stupid,” Jay cut you off with Sunghoon nodding rapidly to his left. 

“You should’ve waited to say anything,” Jake chimed in, sounding more concerned than angry. “It would’ve been better to take some time to let everything calm down a bit.”

“Why though? I think we did the right thing by clearing the air,” you crossed your arms and slumped into the couch. “I mean, all we really did was properly introduce ourselves.”

“No, you didn’t,” Jungwon scolded, with you pouting in retaliation. “Don’t even try it, you can’t cute your way out of this.”

“What you said wasn’t the issue. It was how you said it,” Sunghoon picked up where Jungwon left off. “Your tone was harsh. Fans could’ve seen it as an accusation.”

“What? How?” 

“You started by saying ‘I did not trick Enhypen’,” Jay explained. “Then when comments were asking about the physical connection, you immediately assumed they were being weird about it.”

“It seemed like you were lumping all of Engene in with the girls that attacked you,” Sunoo further elaborated.

“I… I didn’t think about it like that,” you mumbled, letting your hands fall to your lap.

“I can’t really speak for everyone,” Riki finally spoke up. He and Heeseung had been silent since you got back to the dorms. Even now, the group’s eldest didn’t speak a word. You couldn’t read his expression, but you knew he had to be angry. 

“But I’m not exactly mad at you,” the youngest continued. “I’m just upset that you felt like you had to hide this from us. We could’ve helped.”

“No, you bring up a good point,” Jungwon agreed. His eyebrows furrowed, looking almost betrayed. “Did you not trust us to help?” 

“No!” You bolted upright, digging your nails into your knees. “No, of course I trust you.”

“So why didn’t you tell us?” Jake asked.

“Because, well…” you trailed off, now noticing the mix of sadness and anxiety hidden just below the anger. “I don’t know. I guess I thought I could fix it myself.”

“There’s nothing to fix,” Sunoo huffed, sitting next to you to rest a hand on your knee. “We just need to adjust to being public so soon.”

“And those girls need to face their consequences,” Jake added on as he took the spot on your other side. “But you don’t have to do any of it by yourself.” 

“I’m sorry I didn’t let you guys know what was going on, but I’m not sorry for doing the livestream,” you admitted, quietly but confidently. 

“God, you’re stubborn,” Jay sighed and dropped to an open spot on the couch. You shrugged as the other boys voiced their agreement. One by one, they settled around the living room, turning on the TV but not really paying attention as they caught up on notifications. Heeseung stole Sunoo’s spot the moment he stood to get a drink, making the younger boy roll his eyes. 

It wasn’t until later that night that Heeseung said anything. While the others dispersed to get ready for bed, Heeseung sat next to you, completely stone-faced. You tried to get up a few minutes ago, but were stopped by his hand squeezing your thigh. You stared at him, expecting a reason for him to want to stay in the living room, only to be met with silence. Once it was just the two of you, Heeseung turned to you with a look in his eye that had your spine straightening on instinct.

“Go to my room,” he ordered after releasing your thigh. That was one of the perks of being the eldest in an odd-numbered group. He got first dibs on a room. He got the only single-bed room in the dorms. It was smaller than the others, but it was private. You stood nervously in the middle of the room until he walked in, shutting and locking the door behind him. He slowly approached you, and with every step forward you took a step back. Then your back hit the wall and there was nowhere else to run.

“Everyone else has moved on,” Heeseung glowered as he caged you in with his arms. “I haven’t.”

“Heeseung–”

“No, I need you to listen to me.” Your jaw snapped shut and you fidgeted with your bracelets under the intensity in his eyes. “You can’t just do things like that. I don’t think you realize just how dangerous it is. 

I understand that Daehyun and P1Harmony have created an amazing relationship with P1ece, but that was on their terms. You said it yourself, we were forced to go public. I know you think the livestream would help calm things down, but it might’ve done the opposite.” Heeseung paused to gently cup your face in his hands.

“I didn’t argue with Minjun because I agreed with Jungwon. I just didn’t want to leave you home alone again. Not after finding you hurt in a goddamn alley, not after you were assaulted based on a rumor,” he cut his rant short with a harsh sigh. He closed his eyes, resting his forehead against yours.

“I can’t see you like that again,” he whispered shakily. 

“I- I don’t know what to say,” you replied just as quietly. He opened his eyes, leaning back slightly while sliding one of his hands from your cheek to the hair at the base of your neck.

“You don’t have to say anything,” he borderline purred, tugging lightly on your hair. You inhaled sharply at the sudden shift in mood. “Y/N, if you want me to stop I need you to tell me now.”

“Don’t stop.” You didn't hesitate, not even for a second as your fingers twisted the front of his shirt. “Please, don’t stop.”

“That’s my girl,” he smirked before literally sweeping you off your feet to carry you across the room. He dropped you onto the bed, kneeling between your legs and gently pushing you to lie flat when you propped yourself up on your elbows.

“If you do need me to stop, just say red, okay?” He waited for you to nod to continue. “I’m gonna ask you some questions and you're gonna tell me the whole truth. No hiding.”

“O-Okay.”

“Do you touch yourself?” Your eyes widened from his bluntness. His eyebrows raised expectantly, and you felt your cheeks burning. 

“I, uh,” you stumbled over your words, finding it extremely difficult to admit with his eyes boring down on you. He tilted his head to the side, waiting impatiently for your answer. You covered your face with your hands, only to have them pinned next to your head as he hovered over you.

“I thought I told you no hiding,” Heeseung narrowed his eyes when you turned your head, suddenly very interested in the lamp on his nightstand. One hand moved from your wrist to your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze.

“I’m not in a patient mood, princess,” he warned. “So answer me. Do you touch yourself?”

“Yes.”

“See? That wasn't so hard.” He released your jaw, letting his hand run down your neck to rest on your ribs, just below your bra. His thumb lazily traced the underwire through your shirt.

“Next question. Do you make yourself cum every time?”

“Not… not always,” you mumbled as you fought the urge to squeeze your thighs around his waist.

“Hmm,” he sighed through his nose while feigning sympathy. “And how does it feel when you get all worked up but can’t get off?”

“Not good.” 

“Yeah, I bet it doesn't. Keep that in mind.” You didn’t get a chance to process his words before he crashed his lips into yours. His tongue brushed against your lower lip, and you were eager to let him lick into your mouth, running his tongue along yours. One of his hands tightened around your wrist while the other slid under your shirt, fingers splayed across your stomach. Goosebumps erupted on your skin as you shuddered involuntarily from his gentle touch. A disappointed whine escaped your throat when he pulled back.

“You’re so sensitive, sweetheart,” he murmured, still close enough to feel his lips move against yours as he spoke. His hand moved up to rest on the center of your chest, hiking your shirt up with it. He felt your heart pounding against your ribs and smirked triumphantly. You stared at him, wide-eyed, as he leaned back to remove both of your shirts. His hands ran down the outsides of your thighs to rest on your hips. He bit his lip, taking in your exposed skin as he mulled over his next move. He stood, leaving you feeling cold. You immediately opened your mouth to argue.

“Take it off,” he ordered before you could get a word out, gesturing to your bra with his chin. You hesitated, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion. 

“Huh? But, I thought you would…” you trailed off, unable to formulate the sentence in your mind. In the stories you heard from your friends, their partners wanted to be the one to take off their clothes. You had assumed your soulmates would be the same. 

“What’s that look for?” He teased, cocking his head to the side. “Did you want me to take it off for you?”

“N-No, I just-” you paused to suck in a breath when he crossed his arms, accentuating his biceps. “-I thought you’d want to, y’know…”

“You have two options right now, princess,” he stated while drumming his fingers on his arm. “Either get up, strip, and get your ass back on my bed or I will straight-up rip your clothes.”

“Oh!” You scrambled to stand, nearly tripping yourself on the sheets that tangled around your foot. What? You were wearing your favorite joggers and most comfortable bra. You weren’t about to let him destroy them, as tempting as it sounded. Your clothes formed a crumpled pile on the floor, leaving you completely naked as you laid back down. 

“Good girl,” he praised softly while spreading your knees to look directly at your dripping cunt. It wasn’t embarrassing, like you assumed your first time would be. A few of your friends said they felt embarrassed, but maybe it was different since Heeseung was one of your soulmates.

“So wet for me, and I haven’t even done anything to you yet,” he bragged mainly to himself. He returned to his place between your thighs, dropping to his forearm to support his weight as he hovered over you. His free hand ghosted over your inner thigh, tracing feather light patterns with his thumb. He was so close to where you wanted him, and yet so far. 

“I’m gonna go easy on you this time,” he warned as his fingers drew closer to your pussy. “But if you make me worry like that again, I will spank you. Understand?”

“Mhm,” you nodded rapidly, subconsciously pressing your thighs into his sides. 

“Of course,” he scoffed, rolling his eyes. “I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Your response died in your throat as he finally ran two fingers through your folds, gathering your arousal to rub tight circles on your clit. You gasped, back arching off the bed while your hands searched for something to latch on to. One twisted in the sheets while the other wrapped around Heeseung’s bicep, digging your nails into the muscle. 

It was like he knew your body better than you did. It sometimes took you hours to build up an orgasm. Nights like those usually ended in frustrated tears and cramped fingers. But his expert fingers quickly stoked the fire in your lower belly, pulling the knot tighter and tighter. You began panting as your orgasm approached, so close you could practically taste it. The whole time, he was watching. Analyzing your face, the twitch of your thighs, every skipped breath. He knew right when you were about to fall over the edge, and he cruelly pulled his fingers away at the very last second.

“Wha- no, no–”

“That was one. Keep counting them,” he interrupted your protests, looking down at you with darkened eyes that made you squirm in place. He refused to give more, building up and ripping away two more orgasms with just his fingers on your clit. The only extra stimulation you received were the kisses he gave as a reward for keeping track of the number of times he had edged you.

“You’re taking your punishment so well, princess,” he mused, poking his tongue into his cheek to suppress his amused grin. You didn’t know whether you should be relieved or disappointed when his fingers lifted off of your overly sensitive clit. 

“H-Hee- fuck,” you whimpered as two of his fingers slid into you. They were thicker than yours, stretching you out in a way that had you seeing stars. He pumped them slowly, sitting up on his knees to hold your hips down with his other hand.

“God, you’re tight,” he mumbled absentmindedly, keeping his eyes locked on his fingers as they dripped with your arousal. His gaze flicked up to your face briefly before returning to the mess between your thighs. “Two.”

“Huh?”

“Two,” he smirked deviously. “You’re gonna let me edge you two more times.”

“B-But–” you choked on a moan when he curled his fingers up to drag over what you had to assume was your g-spot. You couldn’t reach it on your own, so you never felt it stimulated before.

“Right there, huh? You can take it, baby,” he encouraged, although there was a slightly condescending edge to his voice. “You just gotta take two more, then I’ll fuck you stupid.” You weighed the options in your fuzzy mind. This was torture. You needed to feel that release. Could you really handle having it stolen from you any more? You could say ‘red’ and stop everything then and there, but would he let you cum if you did? The thought mortified you, and you quickly decided that you would endure in order to get the reward he promised. 

It really was torture. His fingers felt so fucking good. His pace was slow but calculated, and when he withheld what would’ve been your fourth orgasm of the night, the floodgates broke. Tears streamed openly down your cheeks as he resumed languidly thrusting his fingers in and out of your weeping cunt. You wanted more. You needed more, needed to feel him on every inch of your body.

“Poor thing,” he cooed mockingly, pushing down harder on your hips when you tried bucking them forward. “One more.” You took a deep, shaky breath and nodded. You panted heavily, bracing yourself in anticipation as your thighs trembled with the approaching orgasm that would ultimately be taken from you yet again. Heeseung’s patience was wearing thin. He was painfully hard, leaking precum as he watched with hungry eyes as you grew more and more desperate. He rushed through the last of your punishment, bringing you up and letting you crash back down so fast it nearly gave you whiplash. He was gone for mere seconds, yanking down his sweatpants and boxers in one go and kicking them to the side unceremoniously. 

“That’s it, princess. Relax for me,” he mumbled soft reassurances as he finally, finally, sank his cock into you, inch by inch. Once he bottomed out, he showered you in the affection he had been holding back while you adjusted. He pecked your forehead before shifting down, pressing heated, open-mouth kisses from your jaw to your collarbone. He licked a thick stripe up the side of your neck, softly biting the sensitive skin over your pulse-point. Your arms wrapped around him to dig your nails into his shoulder blades. 

“I’m gonna move, okay?” His chest heaved, every muscle in his body shaking with the effort of holding back. He waited for you to nod before pulling out halfway. His hips rolled forward, going deliberately slow and gentle so you could get used to the feeling. 

“More,” you pleaded softly while he lifted one of your legs to hook around his hip. His free hand cupped your cheek as he pulled you into a sloppy kiss, swallowing all of your moans as his rhythm steadily increased. He knew he hit the right spot when you clenched down on his cock.

“Fuck,” he groaned, dropping his forehead to your shoulder. “Fuck, you feel so good, baby. Gonna ruin you, get you so fucking desperate for us.”

“Us?” You managed to ask through the fog surrounding your mind. He lifted his head, watching your tear-stained, fucked out expression with hooded eyes.

“You think I’m the only one that’s gonna fuck you? I’m not selfish, princess. I know how to share with my members,” he explained breathlessly. 

“Oh- fuck,” you mewled, dragging your nails down his back as the knot of pleasure twisted tighter in your belly. 

“Hold it.” Your jaw dropped. You stared at him with watery eyes, and you realized he was serious.

“I can’t–”

“You can,” he interrupted. “Hold. It.” He accentuated each word with a rough snap of his hips. You whined and squeezed your eyes shut, trembling underneath him as you fought back your orgasm, despite wanting to simply give up and let it consume you. You teetered dangerously on the line between pain and pleasure, keeping it at bay for as long as possible.

“Heeseung,” you whimpered after realizing you really couldn’t hold back anymore. “Please! Fuck, I can’t- need it, need to cum! Please let me, please, please–”

“Jesus, fuck, you’re so hot when you beg for me,” he cut into your desperate pleas with a low groan. “Let go, sweetheart. Cum all over my cock, fuck.”

“Hee–” It all crashed into you at once. The pent-up energy from your previously stolen orgasms washed over you in waves, eyes rolling back as you let out a high-pitched moan. 

“Fuck,” he swore under his breath as he chased his own orgasm. After a few more harsh thrusts, he spilled ropes of cum against your cervix, painting your walls white. He worked both of you through your highs with shallow rolls of his hips, eventually slowing to a stop. He gingerly pulled out and collapsed on his side next to you, cradling you tightly against his chest.

“You’re okay, sweetheart,” Heeseung whispered, kissing the crown of your head repeatedly while you shook in his arms. One of his hands soothingly traced up and down your spine. 

“You did so good for me, my love.” You blinked away the tears enough to see his face, heart racing from the new pet name. He smiled fondly and brushed his thumb across your cheekbone.

“Go to sleep. I’ve got you.”

The next day was, thankfully, an empty schedule, meaning no one needed to set an alarm. Jay was the first one to wake up, as usual. He sat in the living room, reading a new manga and enjoying the quiet until you shuffled into the room. You collapsed onto the couch next to him, and he happily let you cuddle up to him.

“You alright?” He asked while wrapping an arm around your shoulders. You grunted as a response and hid your face in his neck. “Babe?”

“She's probably just grumpy,” Heeseung answered in your silence as he stepped into the room. 

“How come?” 

“Cus I edged her five times last night,” the eldest shrugged and made his way to the kitchen.

“Ahh,” Jay nodded and turned his attention back to his manga. That lasted for about thirty seconds, until he fully processed what Heeseung said.

“Wait, you what?!” 

“Oh, did I forget to tell you?” Heeseung grinned smugly as he sat on the couch with a bowl of cereal in hand. Sunghoon and Jake picked a great time to walk into the living room. “I took our soulmate’s virginity last night.”

“Ex-fucking-scuse me?!” Sunghoon yelled. Any lingering fatigue disappeared from his body as his eyes darted between you, Jay, and Heeseung.

“Dude, seriously?” Jake groaned while running a hand down his face. “You can't keep taking all of her firsts.”

“Don't worry, I very graciously left some for you guys to divvy up,” Heeseung teased and shoved a spoonful of cereal into his mouth.

“Um, hello?” You interrupted, slightly muffled from Jay’s shirt. “Don’t I get a say in this?”

“Of course you do,” Jay reassured with an affectionate pat to your hip. “You get to approve our decision.” 

“You’re all dumbasses,” you huffed. You would've rolled your eyes if they were open at the moment. “Whatever. I don't even know what Heeseung has in mind.”

“Oh, I’m more than happy to explain,” Heeseung paused to giggle quietly to himself.

“Any day now,” Sunghoon urged sarcastically.

“Okay, okay,” Heeseung cleared his throat to compose himself. “One, she hasn't been eaten out. Two, she hasn't given head. And three, she hasn't done anal.”

“Wha–?” Jungwon cut himself off, shaking his head to make sure he heard that correctly. He, Sunoo, and Riki were piled up in the entrance to the hallway.

“That's definitely not something I want to hear five minutes after waking up,” Sunoo complained, shooting Heeseung a nasty side-eye as he nudged past the two youngest. 

“What is this conversation and why is it happening at 9am?” Jungwon asked tiredly. 

“They're jealous that I fucked Y/N before them,” Heeseung gloated, earning glares from the 02 line.

“You know what, I’m going back to sleep,” Riki grumbled before returning to his room.

“Okaaay, you guys have fun with that,” Jungwon exhaled, pinching the bridge of his nose as he also decided that it was too early for this shit and followed Riki down the hall.

“Y/N, blink twice if you need help,” Sunoo loudly and obviously whispered. 

“I'm good,” you said while shifting to lay on your side with your head in Jay’s lap, facing him so you could hide your face in his belly. You felt his stomach vibrate as he quietly laughed at your odd display of sleepy affection. Sunoo hesitated momentarily, eyeing the older boys warily while they faked innocent grins. The blonde sighed and left for his room with a shake of his head.

“Dibs on eating her out,” Jake stated as soon as he heard the door close. 

“Fine by me,” Sunghoon agreed then turned to Jay. “I’m not picky, which do you want?”

“Hmm,” Jay hummed, squeezing your shoulder to grab your attention. “Do you have a preference?”

“I could not give less of a shit right now.”

“Well, damn, okay,” Heeseung snorted, quickly covering it with a cough. “Should we decide on some other activities while we’re at it? Cus I kinda want to collar– ow!” You kicked his side, cutting him off before he got too ahead of himself.

“Nothing kinky for now. In fact,” you lifted your head to glare at all four of them. “None of this is happening for at least three to seven business days.”

“What?! Babe, it’s Thursday,” Sunghoon protested. You rolled your eyes and dramatically flopped back down, knocking a soft ‘oof’ from Jay.

“Dude, she’s being sarcastic,” Jake snickered behind his hand. “She doesn’t actually mean business days, just that she needs a bit to recover. Right?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh, you need to recover? I fucked you that– ow! Stop doing that,” Heeseung groaned after you kicked him again.

“Anyway,” Jay backtracked. “I want to fuck her ass– ow, Jesus Christ–” You had pinched his ribs.

“Can you be less vulgar about it?” You snapped, digging your face further into his stomach to hide your blush.

“Ow, okay. Y/N, baby, please relax– ow!” You bit his hip bone before settling back into your original position. “Do you always get this aggressive after you cum?”

“You’re on thin ice, Park Jongseong.”

“My full government name?!”

“I think maybe we should move on,” Jake butted in since Heeseung and Sunghoon were too busy cackling to help. “Let’s just chill and let it happen naturally.”

“Fantastic idea,” you agreed while letting your eyes fall shut again.

“Yeah, let her nap before she causes any more bodily harm,” Sunghoon teased, still giggling until you bolted upright to level him with a flat glare. “Oh shit–” He sprinted out of the room. 

“Ugh, I’m gonna go sleep with Riki,” you huffed, grabbing your blanket and wrapping around you like a cape as you trudged toward the youngest member’s room.

“But I thought you needed to recover?”

“Lee Heeseung! Thin! Ice!”

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Icy: Christmas

Mapi León x Ingrid Engen x Teen!Reader

Summary: Christmas with Tontos

You stare at yourself in the mirror, fiddling with the cuff of your stupid Christmas jumper.

Mapi got it for you to match her and Ingrid's own stupid ones.

She'd called it a family set.

A family set.

You look down at it in the mirror, watching the googly eyes of the baby Brussel sprout shake a little in time with your breathing.

Mapi had bestowed Ingrid with the Mummy Sprout while she took the Daddy Sprout even as she ranted and raved about it being so straight and so annoying.

But you stare at yourself in the mirror now, in your ugly Christmas jumper from Mapi and an old pair of Ingrid's pyjama bottoms after your own started getting holes in them.

A family set.

You don't think you've ever been given a family set of anything before, let alone ever actually worn it.

Your parents usually summoned you to their side for Christmas, to attend whatever Christmas parties they had planned so you could smile and talk to whoever they deemed were on the up and up at the time, hoping to get in with them before they were unapproachable again.

Your parents had fingers in every major market they could get into, worming their ways to whoever was powerful and rich and had enough influence to help them in ways you never quite understood.

You're part of that plan. You've always been part of that plan.

But not this year.

Either they've decided not to go about their usual plan (doubtful) or whatever meetings they've got planned excludes under-eighteens (more likely).

But this has never happened before.

You've always been part of their plans, unwilling as you've always been but now you feel adrift without your familiar routine.

Staring at yourself in the mirror in Ingrid's pyjama bottoms and the stupid jumper Mapi bought and thought of you.

A knock on your doorframe startles you and you nearly jump out of your skin, making eye contact with Ingrid through your reflections in the mirror.

"You doing okay? Mapi's yelled for you twice now."

Your face heats up and you tear your eyes from the mirror so you can't see the red colour you're slowly turning. You look at Ingrid properly now, facing her as she wears her Mummy Sprout jumper.

"Sorry...I...er, I was just thinking."

"Good thoughts?"

"Just...thoughts."

Ingrid smiles at you fondly. "Well, can you take a moment away from those thoughts? Because Mapi wants to open a present."

"It's Christmas Eve," You say, allowing Ingrid to guide you into the living room where Mapi was inspecting the pile of presents under the tree," Aren't you meant to wait until Christmas Day to open presents?"

"We can do things our own way," Ingrid says dismissively," Make up our own family traditions."

There's that word again.

Family.

You have a family back home, kind of. You think. You have a family in the traditional sense. You had a mother and a father and they kept you fed and watered and made sure you always had a roof over your head.

You were a family in the traditional sense. Sure, they never came to your matches and were rarely around the house but they did the important things like making sure you didn't go hungry and always had no clothes when you needed them.

That had to count for something.

That had to show you were a family in some way.

But you had a family with Mapi and Ingrid too.

They made you dinner after a long day at training and made sure you had all of your schoolwork ready to be handed in. They got you a pet lizard, your handsome boy Toast who was your favourite boy in the world. They gave you soft pats and high fives and big hugs at any moment of the day.

All you needed to do was ask and sometimes when you didn't ask.

But always when you needed it.

Like now as Ingrid pulls you into her side on the sofa while Mapi plucks a present from the pile.

"It's from us," She says with one of the big grins she always gets when she's excited," Open it! Open it!"

It's clearly been wrapped by Mapi, a little messy but with so much love.

"Go on," Ingrid says," Don't keep us waiting."

You don't know why your hands are shaking as your tear open the wrapping paper. You don't know why you feel so choked up about everything. You don't know why your heart beats with some strange emotion as you glance at Mapi and Ingrid's smiling faces.

"It was difficult to find something to get you," Mapi starts talking, like she always does, and it settles your nerves, like it always does," Because you can easily buy yourself what you want, whenever you want."

"Oh..." You say, looking down at the gift in your hand," I'm sorry I made it difficult."

"It's not your fault," Ingrid says, gently rubbing your arm and allowing you to relax into her steady body next to you," But we think we managed to get you something better than anything we could buy you."

It feels like a book as you unwrap the paper.

You guess, in a sense, it is.

But, if you were to be specific, it was a photo album.

Your hands are still shaking as you open it, throat bobbing as you slip the pages.

"And that's us at the water park we took you to during the summer! And that's us when we went to that cat café! And this is the day we brought Toast home! And...You're crying. Oh...We've made you cry. Ingrid, we made her cry."

"Good tears, Mapi," Ingrid says, tucking you into her shoulder so you can keep at least a shred of your dignity," Happy tears. She's happy."

"Very happy," You choke out," So happy. Thank you."

"There's space at the back as well," Ingrid says to you," For next year and all the things we do then."

"Yeah," You say, wiping your tears," Thank you."

"You don't need to keep saying thank you," Mapi says," We're all family here."