#Halli Galli

[thatonefangirlly]

Na- Nayeon 2nd Mini Album Review

Nayeon biases! I'm baaaaaack and buckle up because we're diving into Nayeon's solo debut with her album "Na"! As someone who isn't a TWICE fan and doesn't really seek out their solos or group songs, I was intrigued to see what this cheerful ray of sunshine (as my bestie would call her) could bring to the table all on her own. Here’s the lowdown on what went down:

Concept: 8.9/10 Nayeon's concept for "Na" is like a sugary shot of nostalgia mixed with a modern twist. She plays on themes of youthful innocence and heart-fluttering romance, which suits her image perfectly. It’s like stepping into a pastel wonderland where every song feels like a daydream on a sunny day. However, I would’ve loved a bit more depth in exploring different emotional landscapes beyond the usual lovey-dovey vibes.

Lyrics:9/10 Let’s talk lyrics! They’re cute, they’re catchy, and they stick like bubblegum to your brain. Nayeon brings her trademark charm with lyrics that are refreshingly honest and relatable. Whether she’s singing about crushes or the thrill of being young and carefree, you can’t help but smile along with her. But hey, a tad more poetic flair wouldn’t hurt to add some layers to her storytelling.

Beats: 7.5/10The beats in "Na" are where Nayeon really shines. They're bouncy, infectious, and tailor-made for those dance breaks in your bedroom. Each track has its own personality, from the upbeat pop anthems to the softer ballads that let Nayeon’s vocals soar. My only gripe? Some tracks felt a bit formulaic, like they were playing it safe instead of pushing the envelope.

Visual: 8/10Visually, Nayeon serves looks for days! The music video for ABCD is a feast for the eyes, with vibrant colors and whimsical settings that complement the album’s playful vibe. Nayeon herself is a total star, effortlessly blending cute and chic in every frame. It’s clear she’s having a blast, and that infectious energy leaps through the screen. However, a bit more experimentation with visual storytelling could have elevated the experience even further.

Overall Impression: In the end, "Na" is a delightful debut that showcases Nayeon’s undeniable talent and charisma. It’s a feel-good album through and through, perfect for those moments when you need a pick-me-up or a soundtrack to your sunny days. While it doesn’t reinvent the wheel, it stays true to what makes Nayeon so beloved among fans: her infectious charm and killer vocals. Here’s hoping her next solo venture brings even more surprises and growth. While I do find it to be quite nice, I will still pick one or two songs out of the whole album. You know me... "Not a girly girl" and for me it's still a bit too girly. Until then, "Na:" will still be on my recommendation list.

So there you have it, folks! Nayeon’s "Na" album is a solid debut that’s sure to put a smile on your face. Grab your headphones, hit play, and get ready to dance like nobody’s watching and please for an opinion on your own!

Annyeong!

[madoo-net]

[tr]-Kartensatz für Halli-Galli

[tr]-Kartensatz für Halli-Galli Treppe – Trikot – Trommel – Trompete – Tropfen – Truhe

[yonglq]

[kookjinnies]

that should be me.mp3

AHAHAHAHAHAH AHAHA HAHAHAHA o-(-(

[haechanhues]

can someone who edits well just make one of haechan laughing. there’s compilations that exist but they came out like 2 years ago.... i want the laugh he has when he’s shy, i want the ones where he’s crying, i want the ones where he can barely say anything and he’s practically wheezing, i want the ones where he is laughing like ‘hehehe’ i just want them all

[bangtansmauyeondan]

I don’t usually leave comments or send in Asks, but Halli Galli King is so hot. 🥵 I need more of that Nini. 🥵🙃😅

BESTIE IT TOOK ME FOREVER to finally find the courage to introduce people to that side of Moonstruck!Seokjin. he’s so hot, i wanted to gatekeep him forever. 🥵

[kidlitpro]

Halli Galli Junior: Lustiges Kartenspiel für Kinder

Einleitung: Hey Kids! Herzlich willkommen zu einem neuen spannenden Blog-Beitrag! Heute dreht sich alles um das super lustige Kartenspiel Halli Galli Junior. Es ist ein Spiel, bei dem du blitzschnell reagieren musst und aufmerksam sein solltest, aber vor allem steht der Spaß im Vordergrund! Egal, ob du schon ein erfahrener Kartenspieler bist oder gerade erst anfängst, Kartenspiele zu entdecken,…

[tvonq]

MARKYONG PERFORMED LIT HELLO???????????

[likedbyuarmyhope]

don’t misunderstand me i have always thought seokjin is astronomically handsome super funny unbelievably adorable and loved him w all my heart.. . but listen. watching him become louder and more passionate over a game of halli galli as he got progressively more tipsy and then drunk… and then when i noticed he’d pushed up the sleeves of his sweater… something in me just shifted

[ssamchu]

I know you love me back, even if you don’t show it (kim chaewon x f!reader)

   ⋅`🦦` ..⃗. } ⎧ ୧Just chaewon rejecting Yn's love and once jealous for rejecting it –72k views

▸ clip one

While chaewon started the live, Yn and Eunchae were playing halli galli (there is no one more competitive than those two)

Yah! calm down!!! the live has started! said Chaewon with her adorable angry tone. sorry my bae, let me make it up to you. Yn spoke while her mouth was preparing to form a kiss.

Eunchae meanwhile burst out laughing and Chaewon slapped her arm with a disgusted face.

Ouch! oh my heart has broken into a thousand pieces, god please eunchae help me. spoke Yn overreacting, throwing half of her body on the younger one, The leader rolled her eyes at her.

Leave manchae alone and stop overreacting Choi. At the naming of her last name, Yn sat down while striking a military pose.

at your service, unnie.

▸ clip two

While Leniverse was being filmed, Yn was on a mission to kiss all the members. It was no big deal for her because she always tried to do it, even the other members let her do it, except Chaewon.

While the girls were busy doing other missions, she approached Kazuha, Sakura, Yunjin and Eunchae, leaving Chaewon for the end and the members decided to watch the funny tom and Jerry-like scene unnieeee, come here said the girl with a slightly scary tone.

No! I hate it, get away from me. Chaewon shouted as she watched her friend slowly approaching. Yah! You come any closer and I'll throw this at you. She said while showing her toothpaste in her hand.

WHY ARE YOU EXAGGERATING? IT'S JUST A KISS, I NEED TO FINISH THIS MISSION AND I'M NOT GOING TO LET YOU, UNNIE, RUIN IT. Yn yelled back, grabbing a pillow to cover herself if Chaewon kept her word.

Seeing her grab a pillow, Chaewon thought Yn had given up, she calmed down as she turned around but that was a big mistake because before doing it, Yn jumped up wrapping her arms around her body as she tried to kiss her cheek until she did it and the traitorous camera showed a totally red Chaewon lying on the floor.

▸ clip three

They were in the waiting room at music bank while Chaewon was filming her daily vlog, they were on UNFORGIVEN promotions and they schedule was totally full, so much that on the side of the camera shot, Yn appears sleeping on the couch while Yunjin was taking photos of her.

Ah, Yn loves to sleep whispered while looking at the pictures she had taken, approaching Chaewon to show them, cute, isn't her? she asked to which the short-haired girl remained silent and made a disgusted face.

YAH UNNIE I SAW YOU. oh Yn woke up.

▸ clip four

So, guys, here we are, the UNFORGIVEN photo shoot features Yn in an outfit that showed off her abs. Guys, don't you think I have the best abs? I learned from Kazuha, I've been working out with her for months, it helped me. She said with a smile on her face.

Oh! look, chaewon unnie finished her shots, let's see them. she speculated as she walked towards chaewon who was checking her own shots.

ohhh cute, hot, pretty, yeah yeah I like it, you ate chaewonnie. The leader meanwhile, rolled her eyes before saying I know Yn, I know.

I think I like you unnie said the youngest one there as she kissed the screen where the pictures were. ahhh...Yn...what are you saying??? Chaewon said because of how shameless her member was.

▸ clip five

It's Valentine's Day and the members were doing a live for it, now, the girls choose a member to make chocolates and a letter.

uh- I don't know, I think I'm going to choose Yunjin. Yn said and Chaewon's neck almost broke hearing it, it was the first time she didn't choose her, even in izone she chose her, she wanted to ask why she didn't choose her but thank god, sakura asked since it was totally sudden for everyone.

Chaewon unnie wouldn't want a gift from me. Yn said jokingly and rolling her eyes.

NO! I want!!! Chaewon said almost shouting while everyone jumped from their place due to the leader's sudden behavior.

no, unnie, she chose me. Yunjin spoke knowing that she would make her angry. Yah! Yn, choose me. The girl said as she tugged on the sleeve of her bear sweater. ah... these girls fight for me, don't worry, there is Yn for everyone, don't worry, wait for your birthday Yunjin, I will write you a letter and give you reward chocolates.

After saying this, you could hear an angry Yunjin and a totally happy Chaewon.

inspired by @jihyoruri

[subskz]

mess - k.sm

content: sub seungmin, dom reader, puppyplay, slight dumbification, use of a vibrator, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, slight degradation, humiliation, finger sucking, reader slaps seungmin once, begging, cum eating, reader’s sex is unspecified

word count: 4.2k

Kim Seungmin hated messes.

This was a fact that you’d come to learn very early on in your relationship—something you’d figured out within mere moments of meeting him, if you were being honest.

His polite greeting, freshly ironed clothes, and bag that was meticulously packed with sheet music had told you all that you needed to know. Responsible, organized, neat.

The first time you’d ever heard his voice rise above the gentle tenor you’d grown used to was when you’d caught him scolding Jisung, who had spilled ramyeon all over the kitchen floor, then proceeded to try and clean it with just a hand towel.

You were never able to play a game of Halli Galli without him leaning over, practically like a reflex, to straighten out the card deck when it got too cluttered.

Any time he’d meet up with you after practice with a cap thrown over his head, you knew it was because his carefully styled hair had become disheveled underneath, and he refused to reveal it no matter how much you insisted it was fine.

For all those endearing Seungmin-isms that had become ingrained in your mind, as time went on, you began to pick up on other quirks of his as well—ones that piqued a different kind of interest.

It began with you noticing the way his head would tilt quizzically to the side when he was feeling confused, and from there, the way he was almost too eager to comply when the other boys playfully asked him to bark. Both adorable, both harmless.

What was less adorable, however, was the face he’d make when he leaned his head back to stretch, eyes fluttering shut as his own lithe fingers slid around his neck like it was the most natural thing in the world.

You’d found yourself wondering what kind of face he’d make if a collar were wrapped around it instead.

‘Seungminnie, meong!”

The way Seungmin had reacted the first time you’d said the words for yourself was something you’d never forget. It had been an innocent—well, mostly innocent—attempt at joining in on the fun. The last thing you’d expected was for his breath to catch in his throat, eyes going wide, and lips parting to form an expression that both puzzled and fascinated you. After all, he’d never behaved so strangely when anyone else said it, so what was the harm in you playing along?

As it turned out, there wasn’t any harm. Quite the opposite, actually.

Every aspect of Kim Seungmin, from his appearance, to his living space, right down to his mindset, was never anything less than responsible, organized, neat. That was why it was all the more fun for you to make a mess of him.

“Are you embarrassed?”

Seungmin averted his eyes, giving the faintest nod. Even nonverbal responses were difficult when faced with your observant stare, scrutinizing him from above. “That’s no good, Seungmo,” you clicked your tongue. “Silly thoughts like those only get in the way.”

He swallowed, knowing deep down that you were right. He wanted nothing more than to let go and surrender the control that he clung to so tightly in his daily life. To clear his mind from any reservations and leave it blank. Blank for you to fill with whatever you saw fit.

“You don’t need to think,” your voice softened. “The only thing a puppy like you needs to do is listen. So let’s empty that cute little head of yours, okay?”

Seungmin’s whole body relaxed, a wave of relief passing over him the same way it did every time you spoke to him that way. His jaw unclenched, shoulders slumping as if a physical weight had been lifted off of them.

“There we go. Stay just like that.”

He didn’t move a muscle as you rose from your chair and padded away, presumably to fetch his collar—and if he was lucky, maybe even a toy or two. Despite being fully clothed, he felt more exposed than ever kneeling alone on the cold kitchen floor, arms obediently behind his back, with no purpose other than to wait patiently for you.

Discomfort had already begun to set in from the position he had taken. A light ache nagged at his bones, but nonetheless, he stayed put. If his convenience had been important in this scenario, then you would have told him to readjust.

The jingling of Seungmin’s collar indicated your return. His heart rate quickened as you took your seat once more and the additional items you’d retrieved came into view; a bullet vibrator, its remote, a bottle of lube, and a condom.

You placed the toys aside on the table, taking the collar into your hands to spread it before him. In most cases, he didn’t dare act without your permission, but no spoken command was needed here. He leaned forward on pure instinct, allowing you to wrap the accessory snugly around his throat.

As you did, Seungmin thought back briefly to when you’d first customized it together. The question of what he’d wanted engraved on the silver, heart-shaped tag had come up.

You, of course, had suggested his name, the obvious choice of “puppy”, and several other terms of endearment. It had been Seungmin who’d surprised you with the desire to have your own name written there instead.

He didn’t just want to be “Seungmin” or “puppy” or “good boy”, he wanted to be your Seungmin, your puppy, your good boy. His name was irrelevant, as far as he was concerned. All that mattered was that he belonged to you.

It had been a surprisingly intense approach coming from the gentle man you knew, but not an unwelcome one. If anything, his certainty about it only drew you in further.

An airy sigh left Seungmin’s lips when you finished fastening the collar in place. As always, you slipped two of your fingers beneath the band to ensure there was just the right amount of leeway. He relished in the feeling of it tightening ever so slightly around his neck, face morphing into that same look of bliss that had initially captivated you.

“Is it okay?” you checked.

He gave a short nod, trying to hide his disappointment when you removed your fingers and took the extra pressure with them.

“Say it for me, Minnie.”

“Yes,” he breathed, noticing for the first time how long he’d gone without uttering a word. “It’s okay.”

Satisfied, you leaned back, the dark glint returning to your eyes. “Forgetting how to speak already?”

A tiny whine built up in the back of Seungmin’s throat, and he nodded again, with more urgency this time.

“Poor puppy can’t even think for himself,” you cooed, the faintest hint of scorn lacing your voice. “That’s good. The only thoughts you need are the ones I tell you to have.”

The hazy feeling that had been gradually creeping up on Seungmin’s mind threatened to take over in full. His eyes fluttered shut as you reached out to run your thumb along the apple of his cheek, brushing past his long, dark lashes in the process.

“You can let go,” you continued. “I’m a nice owner, aren’t I? You’re safe with me.”

Seungmin relished in the gentleness of your touch, knowing any affectionate contact from here on out would be minimal. He kept his eyes closed even as you pulled away to redirect your attention to the objects you’d placed on the table. Being unable to see what you were doing only heightened his anticipation, and when the sound of you tearing open the condom packet broke the silence, a familiar heat pooled in his stomach.

Suddenly, your scent flooded his nostrils, making him realize with a start that you had lowered yourself so that you were mere inches away from him. He nearly jolted as your fingers found his chest, undoing the buttons of his dress shirt one by one until the garment spilled over his hips.

You took a moment to admire his lean body, drinking in the smooth skin of his abdomen that was littered with fading marks. What caught your attention most, however, was the rapid rise and fall of his chest.

“You’re breathing so fast. Are you excited?”

Seungmin could only muster a small noise of agreement as your hand slid further down, palming his clothed length to find that he’d become half-hard without a single touch from you. “There’s my answer,” you hummed.

You made quick work of unbuttoning his pants as well, tugging down the zipper and leaving just enough room to pull out his cock. In a way, it was even more thrilling to keep him partially dressed—to watch him fall apart in the same dapper outfit that he’d put so much care into choosing. Knowing Seungmin, he’d never be able to wear these clothes again without blushing over the memories associated with them.  

A snap of your fingers made him blink open his eyes at last, that big brown gaze of his still managing to look so innocent despite everything. “What’s got you worked up, puppy?” you teased. “What is it you want so bad?”

You weren’t really asking him, Seungmin was just as aware of this as you were. There was only one answer, and it came to him like second nature.

“I want what you want,” he murmured.

You smiled. It wasn’t just something you’d trained him to say, he’d proven time and time again that he meant every word.

His eyebrows furrowed as your hand slipped beneath the waistband of his underwear and pulled out his length. It twitched just barely in your hand, responding to your touch in the same mellow, reserved way that Seungmin always did. It was endearing, but it also challenged you to push him further, to draw out the more passionate reactions that you knew he was capable of.

You traced your index finger along the underside of his cock, feeling it swell and harden as you did. His eyes followed your every move almost as if he were entranced, and his breath hitched when you removed your hand altogether to reach for the bottle of lube.

Seungmin didn’t have the chance to brace himself before the cool liquid came pouring out. A chill ran down his spine as it dribbled along his dick and seeped into the fabric of his underwear. The added sloppiness was intentional on your part, and you continued to squeeze a generous amount until his length was practically gleaming with the substance.

He felt no concern in that moment for the stain that would inevitably be left on his clothes. The only thing on his mind was the ache of arousal he felt grow with each passing second. He gritted his teeth, managing to stop himself from bucking forward in search of your hand once more.

Fully aware of Seungmin’s struggle to stay composed, you took your sweet time in preparing the materials before lining up the bullet vibrator with the condom and expertly sliding it down his length.

You prodded at the toy to ensure it was wedged snugly between the head of his cock and the rubber. The tiniest whimper of impatience graced your ears as you did so, and for good measure, you gave his tip a scolding flick.

“Relax, Seungmo. I’ll make a mess of you soon enough.”

At that, you rose from where you’d been crouching and returned to your chair. The position you took was so casual, so relaxed—it was as if you were settling in to watch something mundane on television rather than toy with Seungmin until he reached his breaking point.

It was where the both of you belonged, he’d decided. Him, on his knees and at your mercy while you studied him from above, returning his earnest gaze with a look of fond condescendence.

“Paw.” 

Seungmin complied in an instant, reaching a hand out from behind his back to place it in your waiting palm.

“Good boy.”

The praise was simple, but it calmed his racing heart. He was doing well. You gave his hand a squeeze, and he squeezed back twice.

It served as a way for you to check on him; to make sure he was still okay when words became too much. But aside from that, Seungmin had his own reason for taking comfort in the action. Having his hand in yours helped keep him anchored. It was easy to drift too far when he let himself go like this, but you would always be there to guide him back to you when he needed it.

Seungmin’s eyes lit up as you took the remote into your free hand, locking on the device just as a puppy would with its favorite toy. Your thumb brushed over the power button, and the way his body tensed in preparation earned a mischievous smile from you.

“Something you wanna say, puppy?” you prompted, perfectly content with dragging out the wait longer than necessary.

His tongue darted out to swipe over his lips. It was brief, but a testament to the excitement bubbling underneath his disciplined demeanor. “Please,” he began, soft as ever. “Please, play with me.”

A gasp immediately followed his request as the bullet vibrator buzzed to life, pleasure jolting through his senses with a level of intensity that he hadn’t been prepared for. Seungmin pressed his lips together, cheeks puffing adorably in the process of trying to muffle a moan. He succeeded for the most part, but the cute, broken traces of the sound weren’t lost on you.

You observed him calmly from where you sat, taking satisfaction in every twitch of his cock and subtle shift in his expression. He parted his mouth ever so slightly, tilting his head back and giving you a perfect view of his collared throat. The vibrations against his most sensitive spot were overwhelming him at an alarmingly quick rate, leaving him with nothing to focus on other than the persistent stimulation.

“Does it feel good, Minnie?” you asked sweetly.

“I–” his attempt at a response was cut off by his own sharp inhale. “M-mmph.”

Amused, you switched the setting, and the steady buzz alternated to short, rhythmic bursts instead. The sudden change made Seungmin’s hips jerk up wildly, earning a giggle from you that made his face grow hot with embarrassment.

“Speak for me,” you ordered. “Tell me how much you like it.”

He swallowed hard, trying desperately to regain control of his voice and give a proper answer. “I like it,” he whimpered. “Feels so good, I c-can’t take it.”

“Can’t take it?” you echoed with a frown. “We only just started playing, puppy.”

This time, Seungmin couldn’t hold back his whine. His mouth fell open as it spilled out, long and helpless and nothing short of angelic. He was fully hard by now, cock swollen and practically throbbing as the toy pulsed against his tip, each wave of vibrations tightening the knot in his stomach more and more.

You admired him for a moment longer before changing the setting once again. He barely registered the click of the remote in time as the toy returned to that same, relentless frequency from earlier. Seungmin bucked up again despite his best efforts, small beads of sweat beginning to form on his forehead.

“If only the others could see you right now,” you hummed, tracing your thumb thoughtfully along the device. “Sweet, polite little Seungmin doing something so gross. What would they think of you?”

Seungmin squeezed his eyes shut, unsure whether it was shame or arousal that was making his whole body burn. To emphasize the taunt, you upped the intensity of the vibrator even further, earning a cute, high-pitched squeak from the boy.

“But I’m the only one who gets to see you like this.” You placed the remote on the table, leaning forward to flick the tag on his collar. “Only I know what a dirty puppy you really are.”

He all but doubled over at that, veering dangerously close to the edge with a broken moan.

“Ah…p-please,” he mewled.

“What’s the matter, angel?” You gave his chin a scratch as it fell into your hand, marveling at how hot his skin felt beneath your fingertips. “At your limit already?”

Seungmin nodded frantically, hips already beginning to stutter. You paused for a moment before granting him permission, eyes flickering down to his cock to find it jerking against his stomach, as if it, too, was begging for release. 

“Hm…you look so cute trying to hold back like that, though.”

His collar chimed as he shook his head with even more urgency, unable to handle your teasing when every part of him was fighting to delay his climax. “N-no, no, please,” he stuttered. “Let me, please.”

“Alright, Minnie,” you gave in easily, having other plans in mind for him. “Cum for me like a good boy.”

The last of his self-control effectively crumbled with your words, and he allowed himself to let go. He held his breath, mustering all the strength he could to avoid making too much noise while his high washed over him. Your eyes gleamed as you watched his seed spill into the condom, painting the rubber white and coating the vibrator.

“Look at you, filling it up so well,” you cooed. “But I think we can get a little more than that, don’t you?”

Seungmin was panting by the time the last few waves of his orgasm had passed, his mind too muddled to have fully processed what you were getting at. He was given no choice but to understand however, as it soon dawned on him that the vibrator was still very much active, with no intention of stopping any time soon.

His head shot up in a panic, searching your face for some sign of mercy, only to find none. The toy continued to buzz against his hypersensitive tip without a care, and the sensation quickly became unbearable.

“Ah, w-wait!” he choked out. “Too much, ‘s too much!”

He squeezed his thighs together in a fruitless effort to escape the overstimulation, every one of his nerve-endings set ablaze.

“Shh…you can take it, puppy. I know you can.” Your voice was like cool water soothing the burn of his body. Though it didn’t stop him from writhing helplessly at your feet, he still did his best to endure the discomfort for you.

Seungmin’s bangs had become damp with sweat from all his straining, and you reached out with your free hand to brush them out of his eyes. A moan of pure desperation, completely unlike him, echoed throughout the room, and you took the opportunity to slip two of your fingers inside his open mouth.

His lips closed around the digits instantly, encasing them with a soft, wet heat. Tiny hums built up in his throat as you pressed down on his tongue, but just when you thought he’d finally let his guard down, he lowered his head sheepishly.

“Look at me, baby,” you ordered. “I wanna see your pretty face.”

Seungmin whined softly in protest, letting you know he’d heard you loud and clear. Despite that, he made no move to lift his gaze, and you pulled your fingers out of his mouth to fully catch his attention.

You tapped the crown of his head, dripping his saliva into his soft hair. “Minnie. I said look at me.”

He visibly shuddered over the hint of warning in your tone, making it all the more surprising to you when his eyes remained stubbornly glued to the floor.

“Please…it’s too embarrassing,” he whispered.

You clicked your tongue in disapproval, grabbing Seungmin’s chin and tilting it up by force. Without missing a beat, your hand came down on his cheek, slapping him with just enough force to earn a feeble yelp.

He stiffened, head tilted slightly from the impact, pupils blown wide as they locked on you. It took everything in him to resist the urge to reach up and cradle his stinging face, the newfound pain only adding to the slew of sensations that were overwhelming his body.

“What did I say earlier?” Seungmin’s heart hammered in his chest as you nudged his chin up again, more gently this time. “Is my puppy too dumb to remember simple orders?”

He sucked in a shaky breath, not daring to speak. “Your only job is to listen to me,” you murmured. “When I tell you to do something, you do it like a good boy.”

You gave his hand a delicate squeeze, and when he squeezed back twice, you continued. 

“Apologize if you understand.”

The boy hiccuped weakly, trying to hold himself together when the vibrations pulsing through his cock already had his head spinning. “I’m s-sorry,” he whimpered. “Please, forgive me. Won’t happen again.”

You softened, running your thumb gently over his trembling hand. His lips parted the instant you brought your fingers back to them, and though every instinct told him to duck away in shame, he managed to hold eye contact as you pumped in and out of his mouth.

A sweet, muffled moan left Seungmin, the pain of overstimulation now replaced by a pleasurable ache as his second climax approached. Once your fingers were thoroughly coated, you pulled them out to smear saliva all over his lips, relishing in the cute sound of embarrassment he made as you did.

“My messy little puppy, drooling everywhere.” You watched in amusement as it dripped down his chin. “Does it feel that good?”

“Yes…’s good,” he slurred. “Close—mmph!”

You tugged at his glistening lower lip one last time before leaning back to admire him fully. “Go ahead, Minnie. Let it all out for me.”

“Ah, ah, ah!” Seungmin was unable to keep himself quiet this time as the pressure in his abdomen snapped all at once. Hot pleasure jolted through him even more intensely than before, making the muscles in his stomach contract wildly with each wave.

You paid close attention as the condom grew fuller with his seed, only turning the vibrator off at last when the last few spurts had spilled out of him.

His chest heaved as he came down from his high, a sense of bliss washing over him after being pushed so close to his limit. Through all his panting, he briefly registered your hand letting go of his as you moved to crouch in front of him.

“You did so well for me, angel. How do you feel?”

Seungmin blinked a few times, trying to keep the sweat from trickling into his eyes. Words were still a challenge for him. His tongue felt heavy and his head felt light. All he could manage was a breathy, “Good. So good.”

“I’m glad my puppy enjoyed his playtime,” you cooed.

He winced slightly when your fingers found the base of his still-sensitive length, careful not to let any of his cum spill out as you pulled the condom off.

“Now, clean up your mess.”

You kept hold of the vibrator as you emptied the rubber, allowing his seed to pour out and form a small, pearly pool on the floor. Though Seungmin had expected it, that didn’t stop his face from reddening. He knew better than to hesitate this time, and he wordlessly leaned down to obey your command.

The sound of his tongue lapping filled the room as he licked up the puddle to the best of his ability. For good measure, you rested your foot on the back of his head, pressing down just enough to smear his face with cum. A mortified whimper escaped him as you did so, but nonetheless, he continued until he’d cleaned up every last drop.

“Good boy,” you praised. “Make it spotless, just the way you like.”

You pulled your foot away once he was finished, allowing him to lift his foggy head. The sight you were met with was positively sinful—dark hair tousled and dripping, eyes half-lidded with lust, and flushed face gleaming with a mix of cum, drool, and sweat.

“You look so pretty, even like this,” you marveled, reaching out to run your fingers through his hair. “You really let yourself go today, hm?”

“Mhm.” The haze in Seungmin’s eyes began to clear a bit, as if it dawned on him for the first time just how filthy he felt. “Oh God…yeah. I need a shower.”

His sudden shift in demeanor made you giggle. It was unsurprising to you at this point, how soon he’d snap back to his usual, meticulous self. The contentment of having his autonomy, his every thought, placed in your secure hands could only last so long with a mind as attentive as his.

Still, that didn’t mean he couldn’t bask in the care and affection that came afterwards, even if he never could quite shake that lingering awkwardness when you doted on him. You found it endearing—just like everything else about him—which of course, had made him all the shyer when you’d expressed it.

Seungmin held both your hands for support as he rose to full standing, legs wobbling. “More like a nice, warm bath,” you remarked, tucking him gently back into his boxers. “It’s my turn to clean you up.”

Your hand cradled his cheek as you spoke, careful not to press too hard on the tender skin where you’d impacted him. Seungmin’s expression softened at that, and he ducked his head, somehow embarrassed by the idea of you bathing him even after everything that had transpired.

“You don’t have to,” he mumbled, acutely aware of how wrecked he must’ve looked. The protest was half-hearted, however, as he made no effort to stop you when you laced your fingers with his and tugged him in the direction of the bathroom.

“Don’t get shy on me now, Seungmo,” you teased. “Messy is a good look for you.”

[ctrllhyuck]

CANIAC OR MANIAC ¿?

in which heeseung falls for the new employee at the canes in the foodcourt .. “what are you, some kind of maniac?” “i’d say i’m more of a caniac for you”

genre: smau (with some written), mall worker! heeseung x mall worker fem! reader, strangers to lovers, fluff, humor, angst??? (idk yet LOL)

warnings: profanity, kys jokes

playlist: night drive by red velvet, halli galli by nayeon, love me back by fromis_9, tan enamorados by cnco, yogurt shake by nct dream

notes: HIII EVERYONE!!! after all the positive feedback from my enha x canes posts … i decided to make a full smau! This is the first time I do something like this so I hope you like it !! status: on going

profiles 1: texas toast lvrs

profiles 2: elite zumiez men

profiles 3: cuh-lairs

01. they just ain’t right

[madoo-net]

"S" - Kartensatz für Halli-Galli

[z] stimmhaftes s initial – Kartensatz für Halli-Galli Sack – Sandburg – Seepferdchen – Seerose – Socken – Sonne – Sonnenblume Beim Originalspiel werden 4 Wörter benutzt – hier mehr zur Auswahl. Viel Spaß

[dianastrength]

Fic-Love

Ich habe gerade letztens wieder ein paar FFs nochmal gelesen, weil es einfach so viele unglaublich gute in diesem Fandom gibt 😌

Und weil mich das jetzt brennend interessiert: was sind so eure momentanen Top 5? Egal, ob gerade zum ersten Mal am Lesen, wieder entdeckt, beendet oder nicht, ein "got me through tough times so it's engraved in my system now"...absolut alles willkommen 😊 Gerne mit kurzem Why dazu, muss aber nicht!

Ganz wichtig: das soll keineswegs ein Vergleich oder ein Wettbewerb sein! (I mean, ich selbst hab Stand jetzt 67 Favoriten auf ff.de - guckt da sonst gerne mal vorbei - keine davon hat es weniger oder mehr verdient als die anderen, gelesen und geliebt zu werden.) Es geht einzig und allein um einen Austausch, vielleicht einen kurzen Einblick in verschiedene Genres und Personalities und Empfehlungen, durch die die eine oder andere Person ja maybe sogar was Neues findet ☺

Ich fang mal an:

Let Me Down Slowly (ff.de) by NorthWings

Meisterlich in character und die Autorin hat ein wahnsinnig präzises Gefühl für Zeit- bzw. Szenensprünge. Ich liebe die Sehnsucht in und zwischen den Zeilen und lasse mich sehr gerne immer wieder aufs Neue von manchen Sätzen brechen :')

Closer (ff.de) by Jolie92

Das Push-and-Pull, die Sexual Tension, der Schmerz...es ist eine perfekte Komposition. Jede Leseminute wert. Kann kaum erwarten, dass es weitergeht.

Gefangen (ff.de) by thruthedoomdays; AU

Den ersten Teil habe ich - no kidding - ohne Pause in acht Stunden gelesen. So viel Herz und Schwere und Comfort in Einem...ich hab literally keine Worte dafür, wie sehr alles JK und ihre Verbindung und ihre Realitäten in dieser Geschichte für mich sind. Keine.

Liebe ist auch keine Lösung (ff.de) by Ria

Schreibstil einfach premium. JK in ihrem Umgang großartig getroffen. Heftig. Deep. Sexual Tension at its best (or worst?). Absolut kein Comfort, I'm a sucker for it. Love is pain, oder so.

So it went South (ff.de) by Candyrella

Candyrella hat Poetik im "Simplen" perfektioniert. JK sind schonungslos und ehrlich und verletzt, hier und da ooc, aber halt auf verdammt gute Weise. Besonders die Dialoge, die sind so f*cking echt und zerreißend.

Verlangen - Funkenflug (ff.de) by AlwaysKlako

Diese Story macht einfach Spaß. Atmosphäre, JK, Sommer, die förmlich greifbare Anziehung der beiden - zusammengefasst: intense. Und mit so viel Liebe zum Detail, unfassbar schön.

Ja, es sind sechs. Aus Gründen. Es gibt noch so, so viele mehr und ich bin allen fellow FF-Autor:innen sehr dankbar, dass sie tun, was sie tun <3

Falls ihr gerade die Lust und Kapazitäten habt: @coffifee @alwaysklako @papierflamingo @galli-halli @winterbunny-jk @mistofstars @sarcasmmeetssoulmate @other-people-have-good-names und alle, die mögen 😊

Let's spread some love 🫶🏼

[papierflamingo]

„Hung up (Time goes by so slowly)“

Mittlerweile ist Juli. Sie sind sich über die Monate schon so viel näher gekommen als sie dachten. Und nun steht ein Sommerfest ins Haus, in der Firma „Brushman“.

Ob das so eine gute Idee ist?

„Häng Lulu“ (link zu YT), aus der letzten Folge „Joko und Klaas gegen Pro7“ von 2021 („on ice“)

Und ja, Dings, der sogenannte „Bananenquark“, da hab ich was zu @galli-halli verlinkt … 🤭

[lee-aveyourmark]

small hands

In which Jisung realises that you are oh-so small and cute.

∘.∙°. masterlist Pairing: Park Jisung x petite!reader Genre: fluff cotton fluff Wordcount: 499

A/N: I'm back again lads and lasses - also! fun fact! the first image is of haechan and jisung : D

Ding!

The shrill sound of the silver bell rings throughout Jisung's room as your hand makes contact, a victorious smile quickly forming on your lips.

You begin to move your hand back in an attempt to take both of the discarded piles of cards, however, Jisung's hand over yours stops your movement.

"Hey, I was clearly faster that-"

"Wow...I can't believe how small your hands are." Jisung gasps out in disbelief, making no move to remove his hand.

What? Your jaw drops slack, leaving your mouth slightly agape as your brain tries to process his words.

Small? ...He's right though. When superimposed, your hand disappears underneath his, and when he interlocks his fingers over yours, the fingertips of his pinky and thumb easily stretch across the distance of your palm and touch one another.

You feel yourself profusely blushing at his sudden scrutiny, not used to being held under such an intense gaze by Jisung. Normally, it's you who provides the comments that leave the long-limbed dancer with red ears and sore cheeks. It's you who strokes his chin, brushes his hair out of his eyes and places kisses between his eyebrows with unwavering confidence. But as he flips your hand over and curls his fingertips over yours, there's nothing you can do to stop the rapid beating of your heart and blood rushing through your head.

You want to push him away to break the suffocation that you currently feel while your hands are being toyed with like some specimen to a biologist. Though, your body remains still upon Jisung firmly grasping your hands and staring at you dead in the eyes.

"Don't hesitate to ask me for help when you're struggling to open any jars." He offers with a subtle smirk, and you know that he's teasing you know.

"Jisung! Just because my hands are small doesn't mean I'm not strong." You pull your hands away, choosing to fold your arms so as to prevent him from taking hold of you again.

"I'd still be more than happy to help you out." He laughs, and softly pats the top of your head before murmuring under his breath about how cute you are. You fail to catch every word, but the gentleness of his palm against your hair ensures that the rose dusting your cheeks doesn't fade.

The room settles into a silence that you can only interpret as awkward as your mind desperately racks through to find something to say, something to do. Do you say thank you? Some part of you wants to tease him back for his lankiness, knowing how clumsy he can get. But another part of you stops you from commenting so, instead embracing the warmth of his admiration towards your small figure.

It's Jisung who makes another move.

"...Can you try on one of my hoodies? I wanna see if your arms are long enough to reach the ends of the sleeves."

"Ah, Jisung! I'm never playing Halli Galli with you again!"