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SOMI â EXTRA DIGITAL SINGLE â JULY 7TH
#okayyy whats ur name b.o.b. so they calling you bob......#exciting news#thought this was soyeon at first
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please touch, please do it



freaky gym rat bf sunghoon except it's possible that yn is the bigger freak here......
pairing â© park sunghoon x fem!reader
genres: smut, pwp đ«© (with a bit of plot..)
warnings: minors dni, freak shit, he loves her to the point of invention, sunghoon uses every pet name in the book.. and ik u can be a misandrist and still love ur man.. i'm proof, i love jake !
word count: 2,945 (do not get used to this)
author's note: ......unless jake posts a freak ass picture.. iâm not writing anything like this again đ i just want to say thank you to sunghoon for posting these pictures and thank you asahicore for encouraging me..
Youâve never been so glad that your past self has no way to know about the woman youâve becomeâbecause if Little Miss Man Hater saw you now? Sheâd gut you.Â
You are absolutely sick with love. Nauseous with adoration. Ill with warmth and affection and desire.Â
And all for a man.Â
Itâs getting out of hand, this girlfriend thing. This attachment to Sunghoon. Like part of you is being cleaved off, hacked away at, every time he leaves your side. Itâs been seventy-three minutes since he went to gym, and already, youâre cuddling your pillow, and sending him a text.Â
You: Hi baby howâs your workout
Five quiet minutes tick by before he replies.
Hoonie: Arm day princess, my shitâs on fire lowkey
Hoonie: I miss you :(Â
Hoonie: Howâs home?
His princess â the one he misses â squeals into the pillow, feet kicking as butterflies tumble in your stomach. It takes a little while, but you manage to hold it together for long enough to take a selfie. You tug the lace neckline of your camisole down so your cleavage peeks out, and push your arms togetherânatureâs push-up bra. I miss you more, you write back, grinning when he heart-reacts to the photo, a string of heart-eye emojis following.
Hoonie: My beautiful babyÂ
Hoonie: Youâre so perfect
Hoonie: My dream come true
Even the old you would crumble at that, surely. Youâd have to be completely and utterly heartless not to be moved by sweet Sunghoon and the things he says.Â
The picture he sends you, both pictures he sends you, stop your heart in your chest, force a gasp.Â
Heâs in the gym, drenched in pale overhead light, his white vest hugging every inch of the effort you now feel compelled to thank him for. His muscles are surreal, carved out and flushed. His thick, veiny arm glossy with sweat. Heâs gorgeousâthatâs the problem. Not just hot, but downright, drop dead gorgeous. In a way that makes your breath snag in your throat, turns your brain into mush. Sets back feminism and wide-spread misandry by at least a hundred years.Â
Your past self is rolling in her pre-Sunghoon grave.Â
You: ???
You: Dude Iâm gonna suck that dick off the bone omg do not come here after your workout ok go straight home and think about whatever the fuck you just sent to me.
You: Iâm literally gonna nut to this forever
Clicking on the photo again, you stare. Staring until the screen dims and your breath catches. Without a second thought you tug your underwear off, dark lace forgotten about between your fitted sheet and duvet. Instinctively, your thighs part for your right hand, a sigh of relief at the feeling of your fingers grazing your slit. A featherlight touch, barely there. Youâre trying to savour this, taking in every single detail. Eyes catching on the sharp angle of his jaw, his smirking lips, the straight slope of his nose. Composure slips, quickly, when you let yourself fuzz at the edges, fingers quickening, breath stuttering. Vision blurring in and out of focus as your body chases, and chases.Â
And then he replies. Â
Hoonie: đ°
Hoonie: Iâm not dude, Iâm baby..
Hoonie: Fucking gooner
Embarrassment engulfs you. Wraps you up in its fiery clutch, tight and unforgiving. How humiliating, to be known so well. At once, you yank your hand from between your thighs like youâve been burnt, and get up from the bed, scrambling for the nearest pair of shorts. It would be nice to be clothed if you run into Minjeong or her girlfriend in the middle of your walk of shame.Â
You donât.Â
From the tap, cold water shocks you back into your body, settles you as you wash your hands. And wash them again just in case. Exhaling deeply, you dry your hands on the plush towel and lean against the sink to reply to Sunghoon.Â
You: Calling me a gooner after sending that freaky fucking photo is crazy work
You: YOUâRE THE GOONER
You: Come over.Â
You: Donât shower..
Hoonie: đđđ
Hoonie: Iâm On my way! Princess donât start without me
As soon as you heart-react to his text, thereâs a knock at the front door. Sunghoon, somehow. Vest and hair still damp like he stepped straight out of the photo and into your flat. With how quickly he got here, youâre not convinced he didnât.Â
âHey, beautiful. I didnât mean to keep you waiting,â he says, breathless.Â
âWaiting? Itâs been, like, thirty seconds since I told you to come over.â
âThatâs thirty seconds too long.â He grins, wide and boyish. âI shouldnât have left at all.âÂ
You canât resist any longer, getting on your tiptoes and looping your arms around his neck, body arching up against his as you kiss him. âI know,â you mumble against his soft lips.Â
Sunghoonâs tongue slips into your mouth and over yours. Slow. Deep. Taking his time. He always takes his time with you. His sweat-slick skin slides over yours, big hands cupping your ass, pressing you into him. Grip tight, like he plans for your bodies to spill into one another, to merge into one. If only, you think. Thereâs no ignoring himâyou couldnât if you tried. You donât want to. Long and thick and stiff between you, straining against his sweatpants.Â
Itâs a bit much for the hallway, maybe, especially with your flatmate home and having company, but heâs Sunghoon, and heâs been away, and you canât help it. As if reading your mind, he picks you up off your feet with no strain, humming when you wrap your legs around his svelte waist. Graceful as ever, he steps out of his shoes and walks the two of you to your bedroom, lips attached the whole way.Â
Safe between the four walls of your room, you pull away, speaking only when Sunghoon sits on the end of your bed. âI want..â Words escape you at the sight of him. Lips wet, parted, deep red and swollen. Cheeks flushed the same shade. Slow breaths puffing his chest and pushing it back down. âI want..â you try again, but come up with nothing.Â
Holding you tight in his lap, he looks up at you. Eyes on yours, dark and insistent. âWhat do you want, princess?â he asks in a low voice, gentle. âTell me what you want.â
Beneath you, his thighs are thick and solid. Big like all the rest of him. He is discipline and patience personified, all bulging muscle and taut skin. All yours.
âJust want you.â
âAlways such a sweet girl, huh?â he coos, letting his hand slip up your thigh, humming when he finds the wet spot on your shorts. âYou want me here, donât you, baby?â
You nod, hips bucking towards his touch. âNeed it,â you mumble, cheeks on fire.Â
Itâs embarrassing how much you need it. Need him. Even after all this time, he still has you wrapped around his thick finger.Â
âWant my mouth? My fingers?âÂ
Want everything, you think, but donât say.Â
At your silence, Sunghoon leans in, lips finding your collarbone. Kissing and licking and sucking the skin there. A whimper tumbles out of you when his teeth sink into your flesh, just the way you likeâjust enough to sting. His thumb slips into your shorts, unsticking the soft cotton from your dripping core and finds your clit quickly.Â
You shudder on his thighs as he grazes your slit, dragging a slow strip back up to your pulsing clit. Pressing wet circles over it as he kisses a trail up to your ear. He sucks your earlobe into his mouth, biting. âNo panties?â he mumbles, your skin muffling the question.Â
Relieved, needy, you sigh, sinking into his hold. âTouched myself before you got here. When you sent those photos,â you admit.
Those photos. Where to start? Sweat-damp white tank clinging to his ever-expanding chest. Veins pressing against his skin. Smirk on his face knowing youâd like what you saw. Those biceps. Flexed. Massive. Glistening.Â
A huffed laugh hits your ear as he sits up. His lips curve into a smile, half-proud, half-smirk. âMy dirty girl,â he says. âSo good and all for me. Such a lucky guy, arenât I?âÂ
You feel insane when he praises you, hearing those words from him, such filth from such a pretty mouth. Carnal need overtakes you, forces your hips towards his, craving friction. Craving him. A staggered gasp from your parted lips at the feel of him, hard and throbbing against you, the manifestation of how badly he wants this, wants you.Â
Taking your flushed cheek in his large palm, Sunghoonâs thumb strokes your cheek, and he slows down on your clit. âIâm all yours, baby. Anything you want, Iâll give it to you.â
Your heart does a leap in your chest, hammering wildly. âArms,â you say dumbly, fingers digging into his triceps. âWant your arms.âÂ
Arching a thick brow at you, he repeats, incredulous, âYou want my arms?â Confusion paints his handsome face as he takes his hand from your shorts.Â
You hum, chewing on your bottom lip as you slowly drag your nail up to his shoulder. His breath gets caught, chest shuddering under your touch. âI want to ride your huge arm.â Even as the words come out, you have no idea what that would even look like. How it would feel. All you know is that you want it, and you want it now.Â
âAlright, bunny,â he starts, a faint smile on his lips as he tilts his head. âIâm not sure I can give you that.â Â
Heat curls around your stomach at the nickname. âYou said anything..â Pouting, you trail off.Â
âI did, didnât I?â Sunghoon brings his pussy-glazed thumb to your lips. âSuck, baby,â he mumbles, leaning on his palm as you take his wrist in your hands, tongue swirling his fingertip.
âSuch a pretty little thing, arenât you? Such a perfect girl.â
Watching through half-lidded eyes, he groans when you take his whole finger in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks as you suck your heady taste from him. âMm. Thatâs it, baby, Just like that.â
Bobbing your head, you hold his gaze. Every inch of you aches with want, burns with need to replace his finger with his cock. Until his lips quirk into a crooked smile, a breathy laugh slipping out of him.
Eyes wide, you pull his thumb from your mouth with a wet pop. A thick string of spit still binding you to it when you ask, âWhat is it?âÂ
âDo you trust me?â His voice is a low rumble.Â
Scorching heat laps at the base of your spine as you nod. âMm.â
Sunghoonâs smile turns wicked. He is the picture of lust. Of all things indecorous. Youâre almost scared of what heâs going to say next.Â
âI know how we can do it.â
âDo what?âÂ
Patting your thigh, he mumbles a simple command. âUp, baby.â His eyes trail your body when you stand, not a sliver of your skin unseen by him. âFuck,â he groans. âYouâre so beautiful.â
Shy, you turn your face from him, catching his reflection in the mirror. Catching the swift movement of his palm over his lap, his cock.
âThisâll only take a minute, alright? Iâll be quick.â
Sunghoon stands up when you nod, both hands on his waist while looking down at the bed like itâs a puzzle to be solved. True to his word, he sits on the floor and settles with his side against the bed frame in one fluid, deliberate movement. He raises his left arm, bending it at the elbow and resting it on the mattress beside himâbicep flexed and thick and waiting.Â
And immediately, it clicks.Â
âSit, baby,â he says gently, before you have the chance to speak. âI want to see you ride whatâs yours.â
Youâre frozen in place, jaw dropping as you look down at him. Your Sunghoon. Pouty lips and mussed hair. Adoration in his big brown eyes. He reaches up, hands on your thighs, and pulls you towards him, one slow, awestruck step at a time.Â
Sunghoon tugs at your shorts. âLetâs get these off, yeah?â he asks, brows raised.Â
He pulls them down when you nod, and you step out of them when they hit the floor. Arm on the bed again, he mumbles, careful, baby, as you step over his legs and kneel on the mattress. With his arm between your thighs, you catch his expression. Slow blinking eyes stuck on you. Teeth digging into his bottom lip. You could cum right then and there at the sight aloneâitâs a wonder that you donât. Sunghoon nods, ever so slightly, but itâs enough to make you sink onto him, sticky and so wet against his warm skin. At the contact, you both shudder, a gasp from you and a groan from him as he curls his fist against the duvet.Â
You roll your hips, slow and experimental. Once. Twice. Stomach turning at the slick grind of skin on muscle, clit catching over and over on the thickest part of him. Youâre already shaking. Whining. It doesnât help when he tenses, lifting his arm a little so you can grind down into the curve of him even harder.Â
âGood girl,â he mumbles, a fucked out and wrecked look on his face just watching you. Gaze following your throbbing core and the mess youâre making. âThere you go, bunny. Thatâs it.â
You nod. Thatâs it. Moaning as you speed up, rhythm growing erratic. Heat washes over you, spreading from the inside out, coating every fibre of your being. How did anything exist before this? And how will anything exist when itâs over?Â
To steady yourself, you grab a fistful of Sunghoonâs long hair, relishing the way he winces when your nails graze his scalp. A grunt from deep in his chest. He talks you through it, gentle as always, coaxing you towards your release one praise at a time. His sweet girl. His baby.Â
âLook at you using me like this,â he breathes. Through squinted eyes you see his tongue slip out to wet his lips, your heart racing in response. âTake it,â he says, your name sweet from his mouth. âIâm yours. All yours.â
The only word you can say is his name, crying out over and over on trembling thighs. White-hot pleasure courses through you, growing unbearable, tearing you apart with every movement. Every slip of your cunt on his bulging veins and coiled muscle. You canât hold back any longer, canât keep it in. That searing heat. Sharp. Blinding. Ripping through you, splitting you apart right there on his arm. Arched back. Twitching hips. Clutching his shoulder with both hands, your head falls forward as his palm holds your hip, guiding you.Â
âDonât need to hold it, okay?â he murmurs, flexing again like he knows exactly what you need. âIâve got you, princess. Let go for me.âÂ
And you do.Â
A moan tears from your chest, raw and high and broken, as an endless wave of pleasure crashes over you. Bone-deep and tingling. Every inch of your body set alight as you ride out your orgasm with curled toes and wildly bucking hips. It takes a while to pass, leaving you stunned and silent when you finally manage to stop moving.Â
Spent and starry-eyed, the only sound in the room is your breathingâshaky, desperate. You let yourself fall backwards, sinking into the mattress, whole body still trembling, pussy still quivering.Â
âYou okay, baby?âÂ
Nodding, you lean up on your elbows. âYeah,â you whisper. âJust.. Fuck.âÂ
Sunghoonâs eyes are wide, pupils blown as he pants. âYou were perfect. Did so well.â The words come out quietly, gaze stuck on his arm, the mess you left behind. With a thick finger, he grazes through it, bringing it to his mouth for a taste. A full-body flush sets you ablaze at the sight, a satisfied groan filling the room as his eyes screw shut, brows furrowing.Â
âTaste so good,â he says, words garbled around his finger. âAlways taste so good.â
Wasting no time, he wipes up the rest, pressing four fingers on his tongue as his eyes flick up, catching yours. He looks like heâs about one second away from eating you alive.Â
And youâre not wrong.Â
Sunghoon wraps his arms around your thighs, pulling you towards the end of the bed. Towards his mouth. Unwavering, his gaze doesnât leave the spot between your legs. âLetâs get you cleaned up, yeah?â His breath fans your wet core.
Squirming against the mattress, you shake your head. âNot now, Hoonie. I think.. I think Iâll die if you do that now.âÂ
At this, his eyes meet yours. âAw, bunny,â he coos, pressing a kiss to your inner thigh, biting your soft flesh until you whine. With his tongue, he soothes the stinging spot. âWell, we canât have that, can we?âÂ
Dazed, you let out a breath, chuckling. âNo, baby. I donât think so,â you whisper, arms outstretched.Â
You wrap your legs around his waist when he crawls over you, pulling him down and digging your face into the crook of his neck. Over and over, he kisses the top of your head, each one softer than the last. âMy sweet girl. I love you, baby,â he murmurs into your hair. âSo, so much.âÂ
Tuckered out, you nod slowly, letting his heady scent consume you. âI know,â you tell him, meaning it. âAnd I love you.â
Sunghoon rolls onto his back, holding you into his chest, fingers stroking your hair. The last thing you hear before you fall asleep is the steady rhythm of his heartbeat matching yours.
© zreamy (2025), all rights reserved. do not repost, translate, or plagiarise my work. do let me know your thoughts !
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#most normal reaction to those fuck ass pictures he posted#zreamy pwp debut#GO READ THIS AND GET ON SOME FREAK SHIT WITH US OR ELSE !!!!!!!#zo...
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Ho Su helping Mi Ji to get ready for work in the morning! holding out her coat!! keeping her phone and keys to hand them to her !! planning to drop off her bag!! it's so domestic I'm screaming !!!
#omg i knew i wasnt the only one freaking out at that scene..... so so cute the way he just stands there#they're so married your honor#our unwritten seoul
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#hoondaengie đ
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j'adore l'épidémie de solitude masculine #wishitwasreal #deserved
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hometown sitting at exactly 51737 words in my google docs... created june 2023 btw.... truly started working on it in september 2024..... anyways by the end of this month i might give birth to it and then it will belong to every one of you if you so desire...... 2 years in the making ! my longest gestational period to date !
#emma.txt#work: hometown#i'm very excited for it to be done and for you guys to read it#very much hope you will have a good time reading it#im expecting like 2 more weeks of writing.. hopefully less
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đ€ weverse update
Done with today's workout
Good night to ENGENEs too~
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Personally I hate AI because it uses slave labor, is killing the planet and is making people stupid, but that's just me. The soulless art aspect is just one little piece of my grander disdain.
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all this tension, baby, let your body loose (korean ver).
#dont point at me like that heeseung#you don't know what i'll do to you.#and zo you dont know what i'll do to you for making these gifs and putting them on my feed
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There's me before watching when life gives you tangerines and there's me after. I will never be the same.
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Reblog to microwave your mutuals /affectionate
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hey!! iâve been a casual lurking reader of yours since all i see is gold and i finally found you again after leaving tumblr a little after you released cherry pits. i just wanted to let you know that your work is still amazing and all i see is gold is still (i just reread it hehe) my favourite jay fic iâve ever read đ€đ€đ€
Hi anon, thank you so much for sending this ask omg !!! Iâm so happy All I see is gold still holds up after all this time, and if youâve been here since I published it on my first blog that means youâve been around a while omg đ very glad you came back to tumblr and found my account again !!! Have a great rest of ur day đđđ
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we're getting old school with the notebook! its giving anna karenina
Lmaooo exactly you get it đ
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IU AND MOON SO RI FOR NETFLIX KOREA đ
'When Life Gives You Tangerines' is available on Netflix, 7 March 2025
#queensâŠ#I wonder if these women have any idea of the emotional distress they have caused me these past few days
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Writing fanfiction like a 19th century author
Little hometown and general life update : itâs at 36k and not done at all yetâŠâŠposting date still unclear I apologizeâŠâŠIâm kind of in the trenches right now I spilled water on my laptop and I think itâll be a couple weeks before I can get it fixed / buy a new one đđ Iâm too stingy to buy one of those attachable keyboards for my tablet so Iâm going to⊠handwrite ??? For the upcoming weeks possibly lol and then type It out so yeah⊠pls bear with me while I get myself togetherâŠas millennials would say, i hate adulting đââïž
#genuinely going to start bringing a notebook around and write outsideâŠ#ppl will think Iâm mysterious and cool and writing something really deep and philosophical in my diary#but Iâm just talking about Park Jongseongs fictional ten inch dick like#anyways lmao#hometown sneak peekâŠ#when your characters admit to wanting to neck each other almost 40k words in đđâïž#emma.txt
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Little hometown and general life update : itâs at 36k and not done at all yetâŠâŠposting date still unclear I apologizeâŠâŠIâm kind of in the trenches right now I spilled water on my laptop and I think itâll be a couple weeks before I can get it fixed / buy a new one đđ Iâm too stingy to buy one of those attachable keyboards for my tablet so Iâm going to⊠handwrite ??? For the upcoming weeks possibly lol and then type It out so yeah⊠pls bear with me while I get myself togetherâŠas millennials would say, i hate adulting đââïž
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