#CN BLUE

[jaejoongs-nipple-piercing]

CN Boo: Spooky #1

You never realized something so beautiful could be so damn cold.

He had you almost face down in the snow, nipples grazing against it. Your ass was facing him, and he had his tongue so far inside you that it couldn’t be a human tongue.

He hit a spot and you twitched with pleasure, oh that felt so good. You were just about to come and he took his tongue away.

“Uuh, Jungshiiin!! I was so close!”

“Hold on a bit babe, I’ll make you come so hard.”

He gets you ready, making sure you’re wet enough for him. Then he slowly inserts himself . He grunts, and moans. He waits a while for you to adjust to him.

“Y-you’re so big. But I’m ready for you to move now.”

He slowly and carefully starts thrusting, but he’s already starting to lose control because your pussy is so deliciously tight. He hastens his pace, his thrusts getting rougher and he reaches around to grope one of your breasts. He bends over to lick up your back, stopping at your neck to leave a mark. He sucks and bites the same spot repeatedly, leaving a hickey you’ll be able to see for weeks.

You feel Jungshin get bigger inside you and you know he’s close. He thrusts into you further and then stills.

“Why did you stop? I was gonna come!”

“Don’t worry, you’ll still come!”

But it didn’t quite sound like Jungshin this time.

He suddenly forced your head down into the snow-covered ground, making you gasp for air at the shock.

He pushed himself in even more, and you felt a little pain. There was something at the base of his dick, but you didn’t know what it was. He pushes the bulb-like object into your warmth and then keeps going until he has completely bottomed out.

You’re horny and confused, but you say nothing because you want to climax so bad. Jungshin starts thrusting again, like some kind of horny animal. You’re getting close again, you just know it. Jungshin thrusts into your pussy so fast you think it’ll rip apart from the sheer force, but it holds up.

The clouds overhead start to clear away, revealing a full moon. You move your head to the side to look, and to see your surroundings better in the moonlight.

You hear a growl coming from behind you while Jungshin is thrusting sporadically, getting hotter and even bigger inside you.

“Mmh! Juunggshiinnn!”

Jungshin is more turned on now due to your moaning and he knows he’s close to orgasming. He thrusts as long as he can, and then stops all the way inside. His monster cock is so far up you think it will have to be surgically removed.

The moon is brighter now than it was a short while ago, and Jungshin begins to shake. He can’t hold back anymore. He tilts his head up to look at the moon, and seeing that it’s a full moon he starts howling. Not long after he climaxes, letting his thick sperm out inside. You squirm and twitch with surprise and pleasure. This is the best sex you’ve ever had. You can’t stop cumming and neither can Jungshin. It’s so good you squirt onto the snow. You collapse of exhaustion and Jungshin tenderly picks you up and wraps his shirt around you, walking you back to the cabin you had rented.

Hopefully you didn’t realize he’d been bitten by a werewolf.

[psychicreadsgirl]

Hello! I was wondering if you could talk about Lee Jungshin from CNBLUE, please? Specially mental health and love life, if possible. Thank you!!

I'm just going to do general stuff not go into details about what he's like as a partner.

I straight off see some anger management problems with Lee Jungshin. It's not that he's always angry but when he gets into arguments with people or with his partners they can get quite heated and sometimes involve some aspect of shouting/punching/hitting etc. Sometimes from him - sometimes from the other or both. He can endure a lot and then suddenly explode in fury/snap like there's no tomorrow. If he can learn to communicate more to his partner when he's already upset instead of bottling things up, then he would less likely snap unexpectedly. It's possible for him to experience some accusation (perhaps in the far future) from an ex-partner.

Besides this, Jungshin's love life is quite busy and he's never really single. He's quite charming and people are easily attracted to him, so often he doesn't need to do much and people will just flock to him or hit on him. He's not looking for anyone that's too intense or serious; he wants fun when it comes to dating. He's not really serious about being faithful. He just wants to experience excitement and fun in relationships.

If it's about marriage, it's a different story - he'd want someone presentable to the public and someone who can earn money or comes from a wealthy family. He'd want someone who can look after the family/kids and will give him a lot of respect/praise. If he gets married, I don't really see him being the type that's often home after a few years of marriage. He'd still want to party with his friends and do stuff he did back when he was single/just dating around. It's more likely that the spouse will feel like they're the only one putting in more effort in the marriage and into looking after the children during the marriage. He can be quite ... uhh how do you phrase it like traditional like the man gets the last word/makes decisions or men aren't the ones staying at home and looking after the kids.

[ohlenji]

Drama Review #1: Shooting Stars

Rank: 9/10

Genre: Romance, Comedy

Review: It is a very entertaining drama, with fun scenes. I really liked how it didn't had tedious and annoying twists. It was fun to watch. I give it a 9 because there were some topics that didn't land as much as I expected but overall, I recommend!!

Favorite character: Kang Yuseong (team leader)

Special reasons to watch: 1. The male leads are super hot! Lee Jungshin, Kim Youngdae, Yoon Jong Hoon together is just eye candy 2. Describing the struggles of both actors and staff of companies 3. Lee Seunghyub (N.Flying) raising as an actor. 4. lots of amazing cameos!

[adlcrz]

While waiting for the Episode 15 & 16 of Big Mouth and Episode 11 & 12 of If You Wish Upon Me, I started watching Longing Heart or My First Love starring Lee Jung Shin of CN Blue, this show was aired last 2018 and it has 10 episodes. I am currently on Episode 4 😊

[sapphireblueevanesce]

[2015mai24]

정용화 (JUNG YONG HWA) '너의 도시(Your City)' vö 19.09.2023

[selpuku]

Rabbit x Dragon kiis / kaisagi

[crabsnpersimmons]

a little while ago @linafoxoficial challenged me to draw Sun as HUGE as i could so...

i'm taking it one step further (:<

i challenge y'all to draw Giant Sun

ALL AROUND THE WORLD!

i'll tag a few people, but there's no obligation! this is just some silly fun (:

@starriegalaxy @vacantfields @inkydoughnut @nikolliver @thatmooncake @normal-about-the-dca @oobbbear @sulfadimethoxine @cookiiemancer @cacaocheri @scribbyizback @ren-054 @endu115 @eggcromancer @ohno-the-sun @imclou @aquacomet @horrific-dunce @haruka-636 @zamjd @vodyaniks @ghosteii @strawberrytamii @cosmog-mcgee

and anyone else who wants to join!

it's okay if you're not used to drawing buildings and backgrounds, neither am i 😂

i did a little comic, but feel free to do whatever's most comfortable for you, as long as it's Giant Sun in all his anxious, big-nosed glory standing next to a landmark of some sort.

(PLUS, lina's birthday is coming up in May, so this is a like a fun little gift for lina as well!)

so here's lina's Giant Sun in... Toronto! 🇨🇦

now go! send Giant Sun across the globe!

[jaejoongs-nipple-piercing]

It had been a few weeks and now you were starting to get worried. Your boyfriend told you he would meet you at home after the concert tour this week, but it had already been 3 days. You tried calling Minhyuk and Jungshin, but they hadn’t seen him either. Jungshin told you he saw your boyfriend in the dressing room last, and Minhyuk said he left right before the last performance to get something for you. But he didn’t come see you and he didn’t go back to perform either. You tried calling his phone but it just went to voicemail. You were really concerned something had happened, but you couldn’t call the entertainment company because they didn’t know you were dating. Even Jungshin and Minhyuk only knew you two were friends, they were never told anything else.

You hadn’t been dating for that long, but you did really care deeply for each other. You always remembered birthdays and anniversaries for each other’s and your family members, and accomplishments you’d made. You had dinner dates and fun dates and you wanted to take it further, get married (maybe), and start a family. And your boyfriend wanted that too. Did he suddenly change his mind? Did he leave you for a stylist or someone else entirely?

You went to bed that night, once again hoping he would knock on your door or window. Maybe he just got stuck in a really bad storm somewhere or got into really bad traffic. You just hoped he was still around. You missed him, and in more ways then one.

As you were laying there alone under your silky sheets, you began to crave his touch. You ran your hand down your body, touching every part of yourself that you could reach without getting yourself too dirty. You played with one breast with your right hand while you rubbed your heat with your left. Which was a mistake because now you wanted him even more. Thinking about his cock, you couldn’t help reaching into the bedside table for your cloned dildo.

Rolling back over, you went to put the dildo in only to find you already felt full. You were confused. Thinking maybe you had fallen asleep and were having a wet dream you went with it. You tried to put the dildo inside again but you were still stuffed. And the strange part? It felt just like your boyfriends’.

“Mmh, Yonghwa! I miss you so much. I want you so bad.”

Little did you know, Yonghwa was actually there. He was really inside you. You see, he did actually leave early to get something for you. He came back to join in for the last performance and he was on his way back onto the stage. And then he heard a cracking noise and looked up just in time for one of the large supporting beams to fall on him. He knew he was done for. He blacked out and then woke up in the hospital. Except he was above himself and so he assumed he had passed on.

He shook his head. He was going to make you feel good before his manager and band members got ahold of you to tell you what had happened. He pulled out a bit, before thrusting himself back in. The confused yet pleasurable look on your face was so worth it. You gripped the sheets as he continued, pulsing inside your heat. You hadn’t felt like this before, so good but so strange. Who or what was this, and how did it know your sweet spots?

Yonghwa was close, he knew it. He wanted to tell you but he could only grunt inaudibly. He didn’t know if you could hear him; he assumed you couldn’t.

“Oh! Yonghwa I’m gonna-!!”

You came around him, hard. You just had the best orgasm ever, and your boyfriend gave it to you. You didn’t know how, but you just knew. You knew it was Yonghwa and that he was there in your room with you. Soon after you felt a cool breeze as the bed sunk a little, feeling a mass next to you. You turned in that direction, trying to figure out what was happening.

“Yonghwa, I miss you. Please come back to me.”

Your phone suddenly started ringing so you picked it up. The mass held your hand as you answered.

“Hey, this is Jungshin. We found Yonghwa, he was admitted to the hospital a few days ago. He’s still recovering from the accident.”

“Accident? What happened?”

Jungshin explained to you that a beam backstage was left for too long without being looked at or repaired, and so it fell onto Yonghwa while he was making his way to the stage. One of the managers found his unconscious and he was brought to the hospital as soon as they found him, but due to the extent of his injuries he was put into a medically induced coma. He would be there for a few more weeks, but he thought he should call you to let you know.

“Oh, I’m so sorry. Let me know when he gets better so I can be there when he wakes up.”

“Yeah, I’ll let you know. I know he wanted to get you something but we didn’t see anything with him so we’ll have to ask him later. I knew you would be worried so I called.”

You looked at the space next to you. Now even more confused.

If he’s in a coma, what just had sex with me?

Well, you would have to dig into some medical books and maybe call a couple of your doctor friends to see if they had heard of a person in a coma being able to do things outside of their body. But for now you were just glad Yonghwa was still here.

“I hope you wake up soon, then I can hug you for real.”

[jooheons]

[flowerpuff09]

People with blue hair and pronouns.

[jasontoddssuper]

Percy Jackson is NOT obsessed with The Little Mermaid or Finding Nemo or whatever the fuck.Homegirl was a Cartoon Network and Nickelodeon kid

[karkatnip]

quick smooch

[magicalgrimm]

Au heed where she’s a runaway from P.E.A.C.E. And is trying desperately to escape the grasp of her abusers and trying to make new friends.

Here’s the page without the censor

[lunosphere]

Stephen Wong Chun Hei MacLehose Trail: Section 2 Acrylic on canvas, 2022

[romance-rambles]

AN APPRORIATE STARING DISTANCE

While at the beach, you take a moment to appreciate your handsome boyfriend while he's taking a nap—and also when he's not.

— word count: 1.2k

— pairing: [modern] clarence clayden x little painter/you

— tags: romantic fluff, established relationship, takes place during azure island phase 1 [no spoilers for the event stories tho]

— notes: absolutely wild that my first time writing for clarence happens to be modern ver, not archmage!! anyways, this is the screenshot you can blame for this silly lil fic's existence.

return to lbc masterlist | series: none

NAVY BLUE STICKS OUT TO you the moment you open your eyes.

Your aching shoulder protests your decision to stay as you are, on your side, facing a still sleeping Clarence. Like this, he looks much younger—you're reminded of the time you had to force him to take a nap. Like this, he's simply the cute guy you managed to score not one but multiple dates with, just Clarence, instead of the incredibly smart and wonderful and kind Student Council President.

You glance at the circular table set between your two beach chairs, taking note of his glasses resting primly upon its surface. With him often having to juggle two different kinds of glasses, you'd offered to put them in your bag so that he could pack lighter. Or, as light as he can.

Right now, it's awkwardly squished behind you, miraculously still on the chair only because it's too big to fall out the gap under the armrest.

Filling in the blanks comes as easily to you as the smile on your face when you get to see your boyfriend, nearly the same one on your face right now—and the expression that goes with it is so endlessly fond that you find yourself with the urge to hit something.

Simply put, your boyfriend is a handsome man—the most handsome one, of all the men your keen eyes have gazed upon. And gazed, they certainly have. But even if they didn't have to pick, then they would gaze at only Clarence for the rest of their life..

You almost giggle at the thought, but think against it at the last minute.

But pressing your lips firmly into a thin line has the opposite effect on your budding smile. You imagine you look rather strange to anyone who passes by—what with your mockery of a wide smile and the silent scream building up in your throat, paired with the quiet thumping of your feet against the legrest.

If you were in a more private space, you would resort to kicking instead.

A proper squish to your still warm cheeks as you begin to sit up helps ease up the passion swirling chaotically across your body. You exhale, then allow your hands to slide off your face. One side of it bears the consequences of your actions more than the other.

With a one last longing at the sleeping Clarence, you start to dig through your bag for the only thing in your arsenal that could substitute for a sketchbook.

There are a few miscellaneous promotion emails waiting for you on the lockscreen. A message from Cael asking about dinner tomorrow too. Somewhere between them, there's a notice about the weather, with the temperature from an almost hour ago listed uselessly.

You swipe past them all and hurriedly slip into the camera app.

The hand holding your phone steadies itself against the armrest as you swing your legs over the edge of your chair. A thumb hovers over the capture button, vigilantly awaiting your command. The fingers of your other hand, meanwhile, busy themselves with zooming in on the captivating scenery.

With each pinch, the focus grows ever narrow—until all that remains is Clarence and nothing else.

At one point, you try to zoom into the mole under his eye, but it doesn't make for a very compelling photo. After a few attempts, quite a few of which involve staring at your screen for prolonged periods of time, you reluctantly give up.

Your pout is soon covered up by your phone. When its front camera presses against your upper lip, your gaze is free to wander back to the sleeping beauty beside you once more.

A healing effect, exclusive to him, takes hold of you instantaneously.

Eyes brimming with fondness narrow slightly. You slide off your beach chair, hands on your bent knees as you take a closer look. You can make out the shadows cast by his long lashes and the drool dribbling past his chin.

He's perfect.

You're content to stay there until your knees begin to ache, reminding you insistently that this isn't a very comfortable position to be in. As a compromise of some kind, you adjust your arms atop the nearby armrest.

It really would be better if you'd brought your sketchbook along—but, you think, remembering his workaholic tendencies, would he even bother to take a nap then?

You scrunch your nose up at the thought.

In that moment, Clarence seems sense to your presence. When you look back at him, you're greeted with the sight of confusion in his now opened, but still drowsy gaze. He blinks, and it earns him an amused grin from you.

"Morning," you say, though it's well into afternoon.

That seems to wake him up. His cheeks flush a warm pink, and he hurriedly wipes away the drool on his face, as though you haven't already committed the sight to your memory.

Clearing his throat, he responds in kind, careful to sit up in such a way that he avoids looking at you.

"You don't have to be so close...I can see you just fine."

You laugh, not unkindly. "What if I'm the one who's having trouble?"

For a moment, when he turns back to look at you, he looks alarmed. Then, his shoulders relax to the tune of a sigh, his groggy mind apparently having caught onto the fact that you were joking.

Without breaking eye contact, you reach for his glasses. But as with the issue of walking into a cave without a flashlight, even if you vaguely recall where your destination is, there's no guarantee you'll actually reach it.

"Give me a second," you mutter, your annoyance making your tone a bit too sharp.

You follow your words up with an apology. His glasses held are carefully by the frames as your sheepish gaze connects with his faintly amused one. Clarence reaches out, getting as far as grasping the slanted tips of the frame before the two of you reach a mutual agreement.

"Well." His cheeks return to being a rosy hue. He coughs politely. "If you would."

Cute. Biting your lip giddily, you shake his grip off. A quick once-over of your surroundings before you stand up shows that no one seems to be paying attention to you. And unless your friends and acquaintences have come to together to unlock the secrets of invisibility, no one you know seems to be present either.

Leaning over, you line his glasses up against his face, the tips of his frame brushing against his cheek. It takes only a moment to slot them into place—and you have enough experience with doing so that they don't snag against his ears.

It takes only a moment longer to give him an innocent peck on the lips.

"There," you murmur, not entirely satisfied with the kiss.

His Adam's apple bobs. Clarence adjusts his glasses with an awkward look that suggests he has some kind of solution to your dilemma. You, of course, beat him to the punch.

"Why—" Your voice cracks a little. "—don't we go find a different spot?"

He smiles, narrowed eyes watching you fondly. "I was about to suggest the same thing."