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Could I please get a ship with BTS Things about me... I'm an 18 year old in a 12 year old body😂 I like to dance and I did theater for high school. I'm in film production in college and I'm a white Mexican who wants to be tan. Thank you so much I love your blog❤ I also like emojis lol -Sabinim

We ship you with... Jin!

I think you’d get along with Jin great since you seem like you could be childish and play along with his antics. I think the two of you would go for movie dates a lot, seeing that you’re a theatre major and he also majored in acting. Since you’re in film production, it would be nice if your boyfriend could be an actor for some of your film projects right? That’s where your film-major boyfriend Seokjin comes in handy, haha. Seeing that he has quite a childish personality, he’d probably be the kind of person to include emojis in every text he sends.. which could be annoying to some but definitely not to you! 

I hope you like your ship~

-Cat

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Send in your requests!

We were on hiatus because of major exams but we’re back & will get started on the current requests in our inbox. 💌

If you have any kind of request involving SVT, GOT7 & BTS feel free to send them in!

-Cat

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Hi, May I ask you something? Do you take a written ship request for Wanna One and Nu'est? 💛💛

Hi! We apologise but we’re currently only accepting requests for Seventeen, Got7 and BTS. 😕 -Admins

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Hello Could i have a writtenship with BTS and Got7? Personality: Both intro- extroverted but more intro, can be sassy and sarcastic, never judges people, more mature than childish but sometimes more childish, responsible, wise, compassionate, mostly confident, creative, openminded, friendly, generous, straightforward, honest, charismatic. hobbies/things i like: Gaming, drawing, listening to music, going to concerts, food, animals (fave animal is cat) Sorry for it being so long. Thank youuuuuuu

We ship you with… Jinyoung of Got7!

Sassy and sarcastic?! That’s totally Jinyoung. I’ve heard too much about his savage ass. I feel like you and him would get along well, throwing sarcastic remarks at each other just for fun, but you know you both love each other. He shares a lot of the same qualities as you, so that’s a plus. I think he wouldn’t mind going anywhere with you, or trying out things that you like. He’ll probably bring you back to the dorm to play with Jaebum’s cats (on the accord that he’ll let you).

and… Suga of BTS!

I think you’re both similar, considering the fact that you two are sassy and sarcastic. Suga is also open-minded and responsible, seeing that he’s one of the older members of the group.

Hope you like your ship and sorry for the long wait!

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And... we are back! Requests open!

We do drabbles,one-shots,texts,moodboards,reactions and ships for

BTS

SVT

GOT7

Please check our rules before sending a request ❤️

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(Smut is ok too 👀)

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I NEED TO START WRITING AGAIN AND FINISHING ALL THE REQUESTS THAT ARE HALF A YEAR OLD. Im so sorry ),:::::: exam year is tough.

-mouse

Ride or Die [M] (JBxReader)

Genre: Smut/Angst

Pairing: Gangster!Jaebum(but actually very soft!jb) x You

Warnings: Nothing much, just some makeup sex and a little drugs

Summary: Jaebum’s mad. Mad that you left without a word, and now he’s giving you back what you started.

Word count: 2k

Your name: submit What is this?

The wind tangled its fingers in his hair, blowing back every strand of hair on his head. 145 km/h was far off the speed limit, but he slammed down hard on the acceleration pedal anyway. He started to sit up, and then sank back weakly into the leather chair, a grimace washing over his face.

“Pass me another smoke,” he said impassively, red eyes still focusing intensely on the road. You hastily rummaged through the glove box for his packet of Marlboro ice blast, just the way he liked it. You would joke that that was his favourite flavour because it went along well with his unamiable personality. Ice cold indeed. Except that today wasn’t a good day for laughing matters. You smacked the box a few times with the palm of your hand and passed a stick to him. He picked it up with his mouth and nodded his head towards the lighter nesting in the cup holder. Getting the signal he was trying to bring across, you helped him light up his cigarette while he took in a deep breath of the sharp mint. Clouds of white escaped his lips with each puff, fading out through the window into the inky night.

“You think it was fun going to the club without telling me your whereabouts? You like guys seeing you in those skimpy clothes?” Jaebum said condescendingly.  You kept silent, not wanting to aggravate his temper by saying the wrong words, but that only added fuel to his anger. He passed you a quick glance, mouth set and eyes bleak.

“Not gonna say anything? Cat’s got your tongue missy?” He made an abrupt turn onto the side of the road, making you fling forward from the sudden jolt.

Thank goodness the seatbelt was holding you back.

Jaebum turned to face you, exhaling smoke in your direction. You coughed at the strong scent of nicotine.

“Jaebum, it isn’t a big deal. Why are you making a mountain out of an ant hole?” You folded your arms across your chest.

“Not a big deal? My girlfriend- MY girlfriend was at a club with devious men simpering at her and just look at what you’re wearing. That dress barely covers your ass. How dare you, y/n.” He berated, taking another hit. The red, angry glow of the cigarette seemed to grow brighter. You could feel the tension between the both of you heightening.

“Baby, I just wanted to have some fun with the girls tonight. I’m sorry for not telling you earlier, okay?” You said coolly. “Please don’t be mad.” You reached for his arm and gave it a tight squeeze.

“Don’t call me that.” Jaebum yanked his arm away and flicked the cigarette out of the window, letting it burn into ashes. A faint snigger found its way into the gloomy air. He rolled his neck and ran a hand through his hair. Your vision was blurry from the misty silhouette of the remaining smoke wafting around your heads. In that moment of discomfort, you found yourself choked up with shame. Jaebum rarely fought with you, and even if he did, he always gave in at the end. This time was different though. That action of yanking his arm away made you feel lousy; your efforts to mitigate the problem didn’t work. The alcohol had kicked in as well, feeding your deranged state. You prayed silently that you would pass out before things escalated. Jaebum was never one to break down easily, but when it came to you, he was putty in your hands.

“How would I know if you won’t do the same thing again?” A whimper made its way through his trembling words. He had completely lost to the high. You could barely see properly, but you knew from the hitching in his voice that he was about to dissolve in tears. “I can’t have other men looking at my girl like that. You’re mine, mine. All mine.”

Hearing his soft sniffles, it made you bite the inside of your cheeks. You never wanted to hurt him. However tough he appeared, he was just a delicate piece of glass.

Suddenly, drizzle started falling from the sky, rolling down the windshield in a steady stream. Jaebum sighed, then reluctantly rolled up the windows and turned on the heater. He removed his spiked leather jacket and threw it on the backseat. All he had on was a white tank top and fitting ripped black jeans. He gripped firmly on the steering wheel, averting his emotions somewhere else. You shivered as his well toned arms contracted at the same time as your heart did. His arm was a canvas for a long, ridged scar that ran from his shoulder to his elbow. But he wore it proudly- a reminder of fiery escapades that once fascinated him. The windows condensed under the contrast of temperatures as heat built up in the car, lending privacy before the other cars that drove past.

“You’re fucking beautiful, y/n.” Jaebum blurted, brushing his fingers over your cheek. He leaned towards you and planted sloppy kisses on your lips, his breath still lingering of menthol. In your daze, you threaded your fingers into his hair, pulling him closer to you.

“Aren’t you mad at me?”

He answered you with another kiss, this time exploring the insides of your mouth. His insistent mouth parting your shaking lips, tongue fighting for dominance over yours. You pulled away from the kiss, only to be greeted by look of immense desire etched on his face. It was so clear that you wondered where he’d hid it for so long. You buried your face in the crook of his neck, sucking lightly on the sensitive skin below his ear. He responded with a soft groan, low in his throat, and then lowered his chair as you climbed on top on him. Your dress rode up your hips as you unsteadily straddled his lap. Putting your weight on him, your chests collided, melting into each other. Other than the scent of cigarettes, you inhaled his citrusy cologne, his shampoo, the scent that was just… him. The tiny car offered little to none space to manoeuvre; nothing could contain the excitement growing in your core. The persistent pounding in your head added to the numbness you felt as his fingers brushed roughly against your laced panties. Just one stroke of his skilful finger sent wild tremors along your nerves, evoking sensations you never known you were capable of feeling.

“I’m mad. Still mad, and this is your punishment.” With an impatient hand, he drew your underwear down your thighs – and did even quicker work of removing his pants. You fumbled lifting your dress off your head until Jaebum ripped it away and threw it onto the backseat. He grabbed your ass harshly, not caring if his nails dug into your skin, and gave it a firm smack. Your body responded by jerking towards him, your long hair hovering over his face. He pulled back your hair with one hand and with the other, firmly cupped your chin.

“I’ll show you what it means by being mine.” He dipped his hand into your glistening pussy, rubbing harshly at the bundle of nerves. Your legs shook at the sensitivity and your fists grabbed fiercely at his white tank. You wanted more, you wanted to taste every inch of his body. Similarly, he wanted to eat at your intoxicated lips, down to your sweet cunt. His fingers pierced through your body like a bullet, plunging them in like there was no tomorrow. As your essence covered his fingers, you couldn’t help but to mew in pleasure. Two fingers working in you, a little uncomfortable but nothing you couldn’t handle. Your eyes rolled back into your head as he crooked his finger, hitting you in the spots that made your moans turn into a high-pitched orgasm.

“F-fuck… It feels so good.” You slurred. His bulge throbbed in his pants and you could feel it thumping against your sex. You were seeing two of him, daze washing over you.

“Tell me how much you want it,” he growled into your ear. You squirm beneath his touch, body aching for more of him. You squeeze his thigh hard, leaving red imprints.

“So fucking-” another moan escaped your lips as you ground your convulsing pussy on his thick thighs.

“So fucking badly.”

Jaebum mewed at the sensation of your wetness on him. His cock was rock hard and pulsing repeatedly against your abdomen.

“This badly?” He wantoned, sliding the tip of his member over your slit. He pushed his head in ever so slightly, only to remove it again and again.

“Please,” you begged. “Please Jaebum, give it to me.”

He continued to tease you, slapping his cock against your clit. You let out a loud gasp as you clenched your toes, every muscle drawn taut. You whined as you pleaded for his thick cock to fill you up. You wanted to relish in the feeling of his warmth in you, reaching deep into your womb. His cock was now red, hot and angry; the head of his penis tingled unbearably, a drop of precum forming at the slit. Sensing how much he wanted you as well, you lift yourself above his hips, and then sunk yourself down. Rotating your hips around him, you found a good tempo with the buckling of his hips. He bit down on his lips hard, a vein on his neck becoming visible. Your eyes flutter and you are lost in bliss.

“You are mine,” he grunts out, pumping into you, the length and level of his arousal brutal.

“Mine,” he swears. He doesn’t slow the movement, giving you full, hard thrusts, your breasts bouncing off your chest. In that moment, nothing seemed to matter except for him sliding in and out of you. You slide your hands down his biceps, tracing the scar, clamping your legs around his waist, driving him further into you until your sweat-slick bodies stain the car seat. His face winces as your velvet insides envelops him into paradise.

A familiar heat buzzes in your belly, but he is still ruthless, wanting to engrave himself into you. Jaebum continues at it, this time with even harder thrusts. The sound of skin slapping became even louder.

“Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck. y/n, you feel so good on my dick.” He ran his hand over your chest, rolling your bud between his fingers, pinching and pulling at it.

Your back arches as you feel his dick pulsing in your sex. You guide his hand to your clit and used it to rub it hard.

“I’m, I’m cumming babe.” You cry as Jaebum pounds even harder than before. The car shook underneath his primitive act.

“Wait for me, y/n.” He says, and with one last pinch to your clit, you can feel yourself losing control of your body.

Both of you crumble into sand as your orgasms pierces through your bodies. He empties his viscous fluid in you and pulls out, some spilling on your stomach. You squirm at the feeling of his hot cum in you, amazed at how he fills you up so well every time. He uses a finger to swipe the cum off your slit and puts it into your mouth. You obediently lick it all off.

He reaches to the back of the car for your clothes and helps you put it back on.

“Are we okay now?”

Jaebum nods and pulls you into another heated kiss.

“Don’t do it again.” He pants, chest heaving heavily.

But if he’ll punish you with such means each time, you’re not sure if you won’t do it again.

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Hi!! First of all I just want to say this tumblr is GOLDEN! Since requests are open I would like to request Got7: what if they broke something important to their s/o and they tried to sweet talk themselves out of that situation?Thank you and much love!! c:

So sorry for the long wait!

You can find it here :) 

Thanks for requesting <3 (and i love your username lmao)

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Got 7 reacting to breaking something valuable to their S/O

[Requested]

I had to tweak it a little because the request was a bit hard to write about.

Make your requests here!

-Admin mouse

Jaebum

I don’t think Jaebum would try to sweet talk anyone, even if it’s his girlfriend. I just think he’ll straight up apologise profusely and if you’re still mad, he’ll make it up to you by buying you your favourite food or something.

Mark

Mark would swear at the sound of your photoframe breaking. He was only trying to clean your room, but he had accidentally knocked it down. Immediately, he’ll call you.

“It was my fault, I’ll make it up to you. Actually, I’m already on the way to buy a new frame. I’ll get your favourite ice cream as well.”

When he gets home and sees you, he’ll pick you up in his arms and hug you tightly.

“Someone looks extraordinarily stunning today..”

Jackson

Jackson would freak out at first, pacing around the room figuring out what to do. Eventually, he’ll wait till you come home to break the bad news to you because he thought that telling it to you face to face was the best option.

“Babe you look really good today. Did you do something to your hair?”

After noticing his constant compliments, you ask him to spill it.

“Okay..I kinda broke your favourite cup. I’ll buy you a new one okay? Please don’t be mad. Look, I’ll do aegyo for you.” *Pouts*

Jinyoung

I also don’t think Jinyoung would be the type to sweet talk anyone, unless it was in just a jokingly manner. He’d be so shocked when he sees it broken. He’ll quickly clean up the broken pieces and immediately buy a replacement for you- though he knows it can’t be so easily replaced. 

“Darling, I’m so sorry. It was my fault. I’ll do whatever to make it up to you!”

Youngjae

“You look amazing today! So pretty..”

You’ll raise an eyebrow at him before he loses it and confesses.

“Jagi.. please don’t be mad at me!” He’ll cry, scared of how you’ll react. He’ll hold your hands tightly and try to calm your anger.

Bambam

“You look amazing today. Is that a new dress? Wow, we need to bring you out on a nice date.”

“Is there something you need to tell me?” You’d ask.

He’ll rub the back of his neck as he gives a shy smile.

“I broke your favourite cup. You’re not mad right? It’s just a cup afterall.”

Yugyeom

“Oh no!” 

He’ll shriek upon seeing the broken photo frame on the floor. He’ll be in a state of panic, wondering how you’ll react. Scared that you’ll leave him because of this one mistake. He’ll message the got7 group chat, asking them what’s the best thing to do. 

When you come home, he’ll run to you with a box of chocolates. He wouldn’t plan to tell you immediately, but maybe only once you questioned him.

“I just thought you would want these, not because anything happened..”

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Hii~ Can I please request a JB fic? Something smutty to do with angry makeup sex in the front seat of a car on the side of the road :D Thank you~

You can find your request here!

I hope you liked it :)

-Admin mouse 

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Ride or Die [M] (JBxReader)

Genre: Smut/Angst

Pairing: Gangster!Jaebum(but actually very soft!jb) x You

Warnings: Nothing much, just some makeup sex and a little drugs

Summary: Jaebum’s mad. Mad that you left without a word, and now he’s giving you back what you started.

Word count: 2k

Your name: submit What is this?

The wind tangled its fingers in his hair, blowing back every strand of hair on his head. 145 km/h was far off the speed limit, but he slammed down hard on the acceleration pedal anyway. He started to sit up, and then sank back weakly into the leather chair, a grimace washing over his face.

“Pass me another smoke,” he said impassively, red eyes still focusing intensely on the road. You hastily rummaged through the glove box for his packet of Marlboro ice blast, just the way he liked it. You would joke that that was his favourite flavour because it went along well with his unamiable personality. Ice cold indeed. Except that today wasn’t a good day for laughing matters. You smacked the box a few times with the palm of your hand and passed a stick to him. He picked it up with his mouth and nodded his head towards the lighter nesting in the cup holder. Getting the signal he was trying to bring across, you helped him light up his cigarette while he took in a deep breath of the sharp mint. Clouds of white escaped his lips with each puff, fading out through the window into the inky night.

“You think it was fun going to the club without telling me your whereabouts? You like guys seeing you in those skimpy clothes?” Jaebum said condescendingly.  You kept silent, not wanting to aggravate his temper by saying the wrong words, but that only added fuel to his anger. He passed you a quick glance, mouth set and eyes bleak.

“Not gonna say anything? Cat’s got your tongue missy?” He made an abrupt turn onto the side of the road, making you fling forward from the sudden jolt.

Thank goodness the seatbelt was holding you back.

Jaebum turned to face you, exhaling smoke in your direction. You coughed at the strong scent of nicotine.

“Jaebum, it isn’t a big deal. Why are you making a mountain out of an ant hole?” You folded your arms across your chest.

“Not a big deal? My girlfriend- MY girlfriend was at a club with devious men simpering at her and just look at what you’re wearing. That dress barely covers your ass. How dare you, y/n.” He berated, taking another hit. The red, angry glow of the cigarette seemed to grow brighter. You could feel the tension between the both of you heightening.

“Baby, I just wanted to have some fun with the girls tonight. I’m sorry for not telling you earlier, okay?” You said coolly. “Please don’t be mad.” You reached for his arm and gave it a tight squeeze.

“Don’t call me that.” Jaebum yanked his arm away and flicked the cigarette out of the window, letting it burn into ashes. A faint snigger found its way into the gloomy air. He rolled his neck and ran a hand through his hair. Your vision was blurry from the misty silhouette of the remaining smoke wafting around your heads. In that moment of discomfort, you found yourself choked up with shame. Jaebum rarely fought with you, and even if he did, he always gave in at the end. This time was different though. That action of yanking his arm away made you feel lousy; your efforts to mitigate the problem didn’t work. The alcohol had kicked in as well, feeding your deranged state. You prayed silently that you would pass out before things escalated. Jaebum was never one to break down easily, but when it came to you, he was putty in your hands.

“How would I know if you won’t do the same thing again?” A whimper made its way through his trembling words. He had completely lost to the high. You could barely see properly, but you knew from the hitching in his voice that he was about to dissolve in tears. “I can’t have other men looking at my girl like that. You’re mine, mine. All mine.”

Hearing his soft sniffles, it made you bite the inside of your cheeks. You never wanted to hurt him. However tough he appeared, he was just a delicate piece of glass.

Suddenly, drizzle started falling from the sky, rolling down the windshield in a steady stream. Jaebum sighed, then reluctantly rolled up the windows and turned on the heater. He removed his spiked leather jacket and threw it on the backseat. All he had on was a white tank top and fitting ripped black jeans. He gripped firmly on the steering wheel, averting his emotions somewhere else. You shivered as his well toned arms contracted at the same time as your heart did. His arm was a canvas for a long, ridged scar that ran from his shoulder to his elbow. But he wore it proudly- a reminder of fiery escapades that once fascinated him. The windows condensed under the contrast of temperatures as heat built up in the car, lending privacy before the other cars that drove past.

“You’re fucking beautiful, y/n.” Jaebum blurted, brushing his fingers over your cheek. He leaned towards you and planted sloppy kisses on your lips, his breath still lingering of menthol. In your daze, you threaded your fingers into his hair, pulling him closer to you.

“Aren’t you mad at me?”

He answered you with another kiss, this time exploring the insides of your mouth. His insistent mouth parting your shaking lips, tongue fighting for dominance over yours. You pulled away from the kiss, only to be greeted by look of immense desire etched on his face. It was so clear that you wondered where he’d hid it for so long. You buried your face in the crook of his neck, sucking lightly on the sensitive skin below his ear. He responded with a soft groan, low in his throat, and then lowered his chair as you climbed on top on him. Your dress rode up your hips as you unsteadily straddled his lap. Putting your weight on him, your chests collided, melting into each other. Other than the scent of cigarettes, you inhaled his citrusy cologne, his shampoo, the scent that was just… him. The tiny car offered little to none space to manoeuvre; nothing could contain the excitement growing in your core. The persistent pounding in your head added to the numbness you felt as his fingers brushed roughly against your laced panties. Just one stroke of his skilful finger sent wild tremors along your nerves, evoking sensations you never known you were capable of feeling.

“I’m mad. Still mad, and this is your punishment.” With an impatient hand, he drew your underwear down your thighs – and did even quicker work of removing his pants. You fumbled lifting your dress off your head until Jaebum ripped it away and threw it onto the backseat. He grabbed your ass harshly, not caring if his nails dug into your skin, and gave it a firm smack. Your body responded by jerking towards him, your long hair hovering over his face. He pulled back your hair with one hand and with the other, firmly cupped your chin.

“I’ll show you what it means by being mine.” He dipped his hand into your glistening pussy, rubbing harshly at the bundle of nerves. Your legs shook at the sensitivity and your fists grabbed fiercely at his white tank. You wanted more, you wanted to taste every inch of his body. Similarly, he wanted to eat at your intoxicated lips, down to your sweet cunt. His fingers pierced through your body like a bullet, plunging them in like there was no tomorrow. As your essence covered his fingers, you couldn’t help but to mew in pleasure. Two fingers working in you, a little uncomfortable but nothing you couldn’t handle. Your eyes rolled back into your head as he crooked his finger, hitting you in the spots that made your moans turn into a high-pitched orgasm.

“F-fuck... It feels so good.” You slurred. His bulge throbbed in his pants and you could feel it thumping against your sex. You were seeing two of him, daze washing over you.

“Tell me how much you want it,” he growled into your ear. You squirm beneath his touch, body aching for more of him. You squeeze his thigh hard, leaving red imprints.

“So fucking-” another moan escaped your lips as you ground your convulsing pussy on his thick thighs.

“So fucking badly.”

Jaebum mewed at the sensation of your wetness on him. His cock was rock hard and pulsing repeatedly against your abdomen.

“This badly?” He wantoned, sliding the tip of his member over your slit. He pushed his head in ever so slightly, only to remove it again and again.

“Please,” you begged. “Please Jaebum, give it to me.”

He continued to tease you, slapping his cock against your clit. You let out a loud gasp as you clenched your toes, every muscle drawn taut. You whined as you pleaded for his thick cock to fill you up. You wanted to relish in the feeling of his warmth in you, reaching deep into your womb. His cock was now red, hot and angry; the head of his penis tingled unbearably, a drop of precum forming at the slit. Sensing how much he wanted you as well, you lift yourself above his hips, and then sunk yourself down. Rotating your hips around him, you found a good tempo with the buckling of his hips. He bit down on his lips hard, a vein on his neck becoming visible. Your eyes flutter and you are lost in bliss.

“You are mine,” he grunts out, pumping into you, the length and level of his arousal brutal.

“Mine,” he swears. He doesn’t slow the movement, giving you full, hard thrusts, your breasts bouncing off your chest. In that moment, nothing seemed to matter except for him sliding in and out of you. You slide your hands down his biceps, tracing the scar, clamping your legs around his waist, driving him further into you until your sweat-slick bodies stain the car seat. His face winces as your velvet insides envelops him into paradise.

A familiar heat buzzes in your belly, but he is still ruthless, wanting to engrave himself into you. Jaebum continues at it, this time with even harder thrusts. The sound of skin slapping became even louder.

“Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck. y/n, you feel so good on my dick.” He ran his hand over your chest, rolling your bud between his fingers, pinching and pulling at it.

Your back arches as you feel his dick pulsing in your sex. You guide his hand to your clit and used it to rub it hard.

“I’m, I’m cumming babe.” You cry as Jaebum pounds even harder than before. The car shook underneath his primitive act.

“Wait for me, y/n.” He says, and with one last pinch to your clit, you can feel yourself losing control of your body.

Both of you crumble into sand as your orgasms pierces through your bodies. He empties his viscous fluid in you and pulls out, some spilling on your stomach. You squirm at the feeling of his hot cum in you, amazed at how he fills you up so well every time. He uses a finger to swipe the cum off your slit and puts it into your mouth. You obediently lick it all off.

He reaches to the back of the car for your clothes and helps you put it back on.

“Are we okay now?”

Jaebum nods and pulls you into another heated kiss.

“Don’t do it again.” He pants, chest heaving heavily.

But if he’ll punish you with such means each time, you’re not sure if you won’t do it again.

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Request Box Open

mouse & i were talking today & recently, we're lacking requests.. ☹️ our request box is open!! 🌻 -cat

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Ello 😆 Do the admins have a bias list? I want to know!

Mouse: I am so bloody HARD for everyone in GOT7. I can't choose an ult it's just too hard. Right now I would say I'm a JB stan. (It changes every month) Cat: Her ult is Vernon, then Woozi and The8. She's soft for Lisa, Wonho, Suga, Jungkook and Bambam (after lots of convincing to look at got7 from me 👀)-Mouse

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Can you do a moodboard for scoups in the dont wanna cry video. I Dont really care the theme just him in that video is beautiful. Thank you 🌻

You asked and it was given ;]

Hope you like it!

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Requests are open!

Hello! We’ve almost finished the current requests in our request box and will be taking in new ones! Make your requests here. :) Please do remember to read rules before making a request. Thank you all for waiting so patiently. 

Ships are fun to do, but they get a little tedious after awhile. Send in more moodboard, text, fanfic, drabble, reaction requests too!

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Hello! Can i get a ship fot svt and bts please? Im 5 foot and have short bleached hair with an undercut and streched ears and a nosering. I like cats and drawing and every type of music.i dress kinda tomboyish. Thank you and i lobe your blog :)

We ship you with... The8 of SVT and RapMon of BTS!

I chose The8 as your ship because he gives me that bad boy vibe and you do too (I mean, like bad girl? Does that term even exist? I’m sorry idk but you get what I mean.) As much of a Seventeen hard stan that I am, I don’t actually know if The8 likes cats or not. T T But I’m sure that if he’s not allergic to cat fur (I’m sure he’s not) then he’d be okay with cuddling them and loving them as much as you do. I feel that his music taste is really diverse as well. 

I ship you with RapMon because I feel that he’d be really accepting of who you are and wouldn’t care about the way you dress or your appearance, really. In a Buzzfeed interview, BTS was asked to choose between cats and dogs and he was the only one who picked cats! I think he’d seriously share your love your cats as well. Being a music producer means that he has a to be exposed to different genres of songs so you could definitely suggest some songs or give him inspiration. 

I hope you liked your ships!

-Cat (NAMJOON LOOKS TOO FLIPPING GOOD IN THIS GIF ALSDJSK PLS HELP ME)

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Hi! I wanted to ask if I could get a written ship with SVT and BTS? I love reading books and talking in general. I'm considering going into the humanities or social sciences and eventually becoming a lawyer. I dance and like to listen to music while I'm doing other things, like homework. I love skinship; hugs, cuddles, affection in general. I can be sarcastic a lot, which comes off as mean because I need to think more before I talk. I have a dirty/bad in general sense of humor? Thank you!

We ship you with… Woozi of SVT

Woozi dances really well and pre-debut, he was part of the dance team. Since he’s the group’s music producer, I’m sure he’d listen to music while doing other things too to get inspiration for his music. The two of you could also work together to choreograph dances for the songs he produces. Although Woozi has mentioned that he does not like skinship, I think as long as it’s someone that he is close or someone that he is fond of then he’d willingly allow skinship. I mean, he’s always clinging onto Jeonghan these days so there’s no way he completely doesn’t like skinship right? Woozi is also sarcastic sometimes and the other members are actually scared of him haha. 

and … Rap Monster of BTS!

I think your interest in the field of humanities and social sciences match well with him because I can definitely see him as a lawyer. He stands against prejudice and really cares about other people, after all. Although dancing may not be his forte, I think you could definitely motivate him to learn choreos together with you just because he likes you too much haha. 

We hope you like your ships.

-Admins

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Hello. Could I get a written ship with Svt and BTS pls? I'm 170 cm, my hair dark brown and my eyes are green. Friends and family often call me snow white because of my pale skin. I wear glasses and I really love hoodies. I'm really calm and I love reading book. Sometimes I look kinda cold and emotionless.. but I still like to laugh. :) I can play the piano and I study comic and cartoon, so I also like to draw. :)

We ship you with… Wonwoo of SVT and Suga of BTS!

I think you fit Wonwoo well because you both wear glasses and have similar interests and impressions. Wonwoo came off as cold and quiet to me at first because he didn’t smile a lot but I think he has broken out of his shell! He smiles and jokes around with Seventeen a lot more now and has definitely proved my first impression of him wrong. That’s why you remind me of him! The fact that you like to read also matches you well with him because he’s an avid reader and we all know that. He has mentioned in some videos before that he really likes reading and also gives book recommendations or updates us on what book he’s reading. I think you two would go on bookstore dates and suggest each other on what books to read. :) 

I ship you with Suga because the both of you are really similar as well. Suga often mentions that he is the palest member in his group. Suga’s first love was his piano and the fact that you can play the piano would make him so excited when you two date. If you are not very experienced with the piano, he would definitely sit beside you and teach you the song he first learned or if you are experienced, I think the two of you could produce a really beautiful song! 

I hope you like your ships! :)

-Cat