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↳ 𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙠

𝘏𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺，𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴．𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘰𝘹 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬. 𝘏𝘦'𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘰𝘹 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨．𝘖𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘭． 𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥，𝘩𝘦’𝘭𝘭 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 (𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦).

↳ 𝙅𝙖𝙚𝙗𝙪𝙢

𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘬， 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥．𝘏𝘦’𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶，𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵． 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘴， 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯．𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 “𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙，𝑤𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑡ℎ 𝑠𝑜 𝑖𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑡 𝑠𝑜 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝐼“ 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘰𝘹 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵．𝘚𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶， 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨？

⇥ 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯?

⇤ 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯?

⇥ 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴

⇥ 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯?

⇥ 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵?

⇤ ??

↳ 𝙅𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙨𝙤𝙣

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦， 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶．𝘏𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 （𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘰， 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦， 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘦𝘵𝘤）𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮？𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴．𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘰𝘹 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘣𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵��𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘹 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘴？𝘳𝘦𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨？“𝑌／𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤“ 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴．

↳ 𝙅𝙞𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜

𝘏𝘦’𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴．𝘉𝘰𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨，𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘴．𝘏𝘦’𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘹 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦，𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵／𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦．𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴，𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯．

↳ 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙟𝙖𝙚

*𝘫𝘶𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧* 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯？𝘏𝘦'𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦．𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘥𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴，𝘱𝘢𝘥𝘴 （𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥），𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘺𝘱𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴，𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘥，𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘬．𝘏𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦，𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴， 𝘵𝘦𝘢，𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘺 （𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘺）𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴．𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘵，𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵．𝘚𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘥，𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴，𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 （𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘺𝘬）．

↳ 𝘽𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙢

𝘏𝘦'𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝙝𝙞𝙢，𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥，𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥．𝘏𝘦'𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦．𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯？𝘱𝘢𝘥𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵？𝘯𝘰，𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴．𝘯𝘰－．𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥．𝘚𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨，𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵？𝘈𝘮𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵！（𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨）

↳ 𝙔𝙪𝙜𝙮𝙚𝙤𝙢

𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘬，𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵．𝘏𝘦’𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵， 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 ��𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘰𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘰．𝘏𝘦’𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘹 𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 “𝑌𝑢𝑔𝑖 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑑𝑠？𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑥?“ 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦．

— 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘹𝘰

𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

[spohkh]

AKSKKRKGKWOFKRKFNEKELFMKEKFKSLDFKKSKDNGKSKEKE

NELLO IS SO FUCKING SMALL IM LAOWLKFKKDWKKDAOOAKWK

[flowered-mp3]

man... i love noses

[b-bbaeyeonexeee01]

R.I.P yugyeom stans...

They ate....

Their giving dead but they will always serve

@woo-minhee02

[vngelicc]

𓆩♡𓆪 “wetter than umbrellas and stickier than apple pie,” — jock!jk

·˚ ༘ 💌 TAGS — fingering (brief), unprotected sex, creampies, attempted quiet sex, reader’s WAP, messy sex, squirting (mentioned), some dirty talk, possessive!jk, jealous!jk + jennie, jennie makes an appearance woooo, voyeurism on her part, she wants you, sexual tension(?), oc is a dumb puppy: confirmed

You’re just so so pretty… Jennie is utterly in love with you. How could anyone not be? You’re the sweetest thing that’s ever walked this earth; it'd be a crime to not like you. It made Jennie just want to wrap you up in a little cocoon and never let you back out, you were too good for this place (too good for Jungkook too in her humble opinion).

She’s always harbored a tiny crush on you, it never got too serious because she knew you probably didn’t swing that way anyways. There were no hard feelings between the two of you anyways which she was glad for. Jennie however was irked by Jungkook as of lately (when was she not irritated with him though?). More than usual might she say.

The thing was Jungkook had a big mouth, he was shameless and was always letting shit slip from his lips. Jennie despised him for putting images of you, her little cutie pie dummy, in the most vulgar positions known to man all because of his mouth. Up until now she hadn’t really thought about you in that way, even if the walls were a little too thin and she might have heard a thing or two.

“Oh I’m sorry,” you’d say with those cute puppy eyes of yours, “I promise I’ll keep it down!” Jennie knew you’d forget so she didn’t hold you to that.

It all started about a week ago when Jennie had met up with Jisoo and the older girl accidentally let it slip about you and Jungkook. “I can’t believe they talk about our sex lives, I did NOT need to know Jungkook eats ass for fucks sake.” Jisoo spits out in embarrassment, covering her mouth as she tries not to laugh too loudly.

Jennie’s brow quirks up, “He eats ass?” She peers over at Jisoo, “Who the fuck told you that.” She snorts.

“My boyfriend duhh, who else Jennie?” Jisoo shakes her head and rolls her eyes fondly, “He hung out with him like last week and they were talking about shit they’ve done or what they like and don’t like.”

Jennie stops listening once Jisoo starts complaining about Yugyeom spilling the beans. She looks down at the ground while they walk, zoning out and getting lost in her thoughts. Her not so holy thoughts at that.. Now she can’t stop thinking about how you’ve probably gotten your ass ate.

(It’s what you deserve of course. Jennie’s surprised her mouth waters a little at the thought.)

Since then Jennie starts noticing a lot more things she once didn’t think were sexual or shit she just flat out ignored like your unabashed nudity and silly little shows of affection with her. It makes her realize what a little minx you are, and the very painful fact that she’s attracted to you more than ever.

“Jennieeeee!” You happily whine and throw your arms around the girl, “Are you proud of me I made dinner for us.” You rub your cheek against her own and pout at her, “I didn’t forget to push down the lever on the toaster this time either!”

Jennie hesitantly slides her hands around your (soft?) hips, resting them right there as she balances herself because she’s got an arm full of you. “Really? That’s good y/n,” she squeezes your cheek and smiles. Jennie gets an eye full of tits right in her face she literally has to force her eyes away as she grimaces.

“What’s wrong?” You tilt your head, eyes full of wonder and lips still set into a small pout.

Jennie shakes her head, “Nothing, just hungry.”

“Let’s eat!”

Things get worse when Jennie comes home one night late from work, she had seen Jungkook’s car parked out in the front and she dreaded his presence already. “I’m home.” She calls out while unlocking the door, not wanting her entrance to be a surprise just in case you two were getting busy.

“Hi,” you turn your head and send her a soft smile, “you okay? I left some take out in the microwave for you.” You turn back around and lay your head back on Jungkook’s shoulder again. Jungkook’s busy still watching the movie so he waves his hand in acknowledgement.

Jennie rolls her eyes and passes by, but not before smacking the back of Jungkook’s head, “I thought I told your ass to stop parking your car so near the fucking line. I can’t even get out of my own damn car.”

“Fuck off no I didn’t,” Jungkook laughs, “you fuckin’ liar always trying to hate on me for no reason.” He says and throws a balled up napkin at Jennie who yells ‘Hey bitch!’ in surprise, “y/n tell her something, she’s being mean to me.” Jungkook buries his face in your face and leaves small kisses there.

Before Jennie can make a face of disgust you turn to her with that pretty face of yours, “Jen, I already told you that it’s not nice being a meanie. You pinky promised me you were going to be nicer.” It’s sickening how gagged you have her.

Jennie surprisingly lets it go and heads over to sit down on the opposite couch. She grumbles in annoyance and tosses a dirty look at Jungkook, who’s smug as a motherfucker right now. Her eyes lower down to your smooth pretty thighs, not a hair in sight (must have waxed..) You’re wearing a pair of pink sailor moon socks and from this angle she catches a glimpse of your panties which are completely lace..

You’re curled up on Jungkook’s side, tucked away and hidden by both his big ass and then the oversized shirt you assume belongs to him (given the lack of clothes on his ass). The collar is slightly disheveled and pulled down off to the side, exposing your hickey covered neck looking like he mauled you. Jungkook looks so nonchalant as he rubs your thigh with his hand, squeezing and gripping the soft looking flesh.

Jennie hates to admit but you two look so fucking hot together. Now she sees why people think you two make a fit couple, you make everyone else look like shit. She ends up sulking even more in her seat and decides to watch the movie instead or else she’s going to be more annoyed at him.

Half way through the movie Jennie hears you yawn softly and that’s when it’s Jungkook’s cue to move. He picks you up like nothing and starts to head out to your room. “Night Jennie.” You softly whisper, “I’ll see you tomorrow ‘kay?” You smack your lips together as you smile sleepily at her.

Jennie waves, “Night.” She decides to stick it out and watch the rest of the movie alone.

She doesn’t exactly count on falling asleep then and there, only waking up when the tv’s light blares in her face with the stupid “Still watching?” screen displayed. “Fuck what time is it?” She whispers to herself and grabs her phone, hissing at the brightness and closing her bleary eyes, “Three?” She grunts and rolls off the couch.

Jennie turns the TV off and heads down the hall to her room, blinking the blurriness in her vision away. She sees your door cracked open and makes a mental note to shut it for you after she finishes using the restroom. It’s when she’s washing her hands that she hears…it. She frowns in confusion and stops for a moment, hearing a rhythmic thudding noise against the walls.

“What the fuck..” Jennie whispers and dries off her hands, stopping for a few seconds as the sounds continue. “So I’m not trippin’.” She concludes and steps out quietly.

The noise is more clear when she steps out into the hallway and Jennie already knows what the hell you two are up to. It pisses her off more that the door is left open and now she has to fucking sneak into her room without being spotted. Just her luck honestly.

+

“Mm..mmm..” Moans slip past your lips as Jungkook’s hands hold your waist steady while fucks into your wet cunt over and over again. He’s not completely bottoming out to avoid making any unnecessary noises like your skin smacking against each other etc.

Jungkook’s eyes are settled down on your bouncing and jiggling tits, your nipples are perked up begging to be sucked on. He told you that you both needed to keep quiet but honestly it’s getting a bit harder with how good you wrap around his cock. Your cunt’s so fucking creamy dollops of slick coat his cock and form a ring around the base, which disappears everytime he slips back in to your dewy little pussy.

“Shit baby,” he grunts under his breath, “ ‘member we gotta keep quiet?” He bites down on his bottom lip and resists the urge to fuck into you harder.

You mewl softly in return and reach up to grip the pillow you’re laying on, “..trying,” you weakly huff, “just feels so good.” Your eyes are hazy and your speech comes out a little slurred, Jungkook already knows you’re about to start drooling at this point.

“Be a good girl for me.” He moans quietly and grips your chin tightly, pressing your cheeks together and making your pouty lips pucker up for him. “I know you can.” He whispers as his eyes drop down to where you’re both connected, a string of creamy slick already coats his pelvis and he curses at how much wetter you just got.

You gasp quietly and arch your back when his cock strikes your g-spot, perfectly rubbing up against it with his coordinated thrusts. You greedily roll your hips up into his and gurgle on your moans. “More,” you slur out, “wan’ more Jungkookie.”

He moans a little too loud as his hips stutter in their movements, he finds himself pressing in and rotating his hips in small circles. You’re just too fucking sexy for your own good, had his poor cock throbbing and everything. As Jungkook grinds in deeply, he listens to the sounds your cunt makes. It’s like macaroni in a pot.

“Holy fuck, you’re gonna make me cum baby.” Jungkook’s mouth falls open in a silent moan as he shudders, “Soaked lil’ pussy makin’ a mess on my cock, you gonna clean it for me?” He gasps quietly.

You nod eagerly and whimper for more, “C-Cum, cum in me.” You whisper out as your hand travels down, fingers parting in a ‘V’ right where his cock slides in and out. “P-Promise I’ve been good..!” You moan out, “Been the best girl for you.”

He loses it when your little fingers slide against his shaft everytime he backstrokes and then pushes back in. His balls ache and he fucks into you for a couple more seconds until he’s coming and filling your pussy to the brim. “Shit,” he releases a long sigh as he pants quietly and looks down, “fuckin’ hell.” Jungkook bites his lip and muffles his moan as he slowly slips his sensitive cock out of you with a wet plop.

You happily curl your legs towards you, hands coming under your thighs to hold them up so not a drop of cum is wasted. “Did good?” You sleepily ask.

“Perfect.” Jungkook licks his lips and leans up to kiss you as he trails a hand down to your slicked up pussy, fingers dipping into the mess you created down there. He intends on getting you messier, good thing you have all night long.

+

Jennie doesn’t sleep at all after that night. She remembers lying awake in bed as images flashed through her brain like a sequence. She thinks about your messy thighs and how your pussy stretched around Jungkook’s cock. Needless to say she went to bed uncomfortably hot down there and a pair of wet panties.

She doesn’t look neither you nor Jungkook in the eye the next day when she goes to get breakfast. You’re as clueless as ever but something about Jungkook’s dark eyes having this knowing look in them tells her he did that shit on purpose. She chooses to ignore it and continue like nothing happened. Maybe it was time she took Lisa up on that offer on being fuck buddies.

A couple of days later Jungkook breaks the ice between them two. Jennie had been home early from classes when a knock on the door broke her out of her thoughts. She opened up and came face to face with Jungkook, “What do you want?” She deadpans, even though her actions say another thing as she steps to the side for him to enter.

“If you’re here for y/n she ain’t here, though I’m sure you don’t need my help in finding her since you’re always with her and shit.” Jennie waves her hand as she walks off without looking back at him, “Don’t fuckin’ make a mess or touch my shit.” She fully intends to go to her room but Jungkook calls out to her.

“Enjoyed the show last week?” Jungkook calmly replies.

Jennie stops in her tracks, “What show? You mean the movie we watched together?” She turns around and eyes him in distaste.

“You know what I’m talking about you little pervert.” Jungkook smirks, “I’m not fucking blind to the way you’ve been looking at my girl, and it’s not like I didn’t hear you go into the bathroom and just never go to your room after that.”

Her face heats up in embarrassment as she glares at Jungkook, “Fuck off Jungkook.”

“No really, did you enjoy watching her squirt all over my fingers and soaking the bed sheets? I bet you really wanted a taste of her creamy lil’ pussy. Bet you thought about how tight she’d feel around your fingers, makes you wanna have a taste for yourself don’t it?” He grins.

Jennie’s mind screams yes and for a second she nearly gives in and confesses. However, she’s just as prideful as she is horny, “The day I fuck her Jeon is the day you’ll be wishing you never spoke about it. Because just like that she’ll be playing for both teams when I’m through with her.” She watches his face fall and turn into something more serious, like he’s feeling threatened, “They always wanna come but they never wanna leave.” She winks and heads into her room.

.

“J-Jungkook..!” You cry out, voice high pitched and breathy as an even louder squelching noise resonates in the background.

He’s got his fingers knuckle deep inside of your slicked up pussy, thrusting them in and out at a mad pace. It’s so quick that your squirting out bits of slick whilst he fucks you with his fingers. Jungkook’s hell bent on getting you to cum for him, he looks pissed off and you can’t help but wonder why.

“Mmmm..!” You squeal out and shake under him, “S-Slow down Jungkookie,” you whimper out, “ ‘s too much!”

Jungkook does the complete opposite of what you asked and only speeds up, “Pussy’s all mine isn’t it baby? Say it for me, whose pussy is this?” He curls his fingers and searches for your g-spot, intending to abuse it.

You throw your head back and scramble to grip his wrist tightly, “Yours! It’s yours,” you sob out, “p-please..!” You feel tears well up in your eyes, “Jungkookie!”

“That’s right, all fuckin’ mine baby,” he growls and leans down to bury his face in your thighs, “all mine.” He repeats and takes your throbbing clit into his mouth.

You literally die and go to heaven. (And Jennie sits smug in her room because she’s the reason for your passing.)

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[xanticore]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐘

Part two

Genre: angst

Setting: early 2000s ,, L.A.

Warnings: mentions of alcohol and drug addiction. Sex addiction. lots and lots of cursing. he cheats. (the horror) slight mentions of suicide. slight grammar errors im writing this at 3 am.

Summary: Jungkook was always one to have his anger get the best of him...that was only because of the amount of drugs and alcohol he abuses in his daily life. When you first met him, you knew he had personal problems but he never discussed those things with you. One night after a show, you wanted to talk about his habits and something snapped in him. You don't know if you're able to even look at him again.

Rockstar!Jungkook - he sings and plays guitar.

Jungkook had some problems...mentally. And you knew it, and so did his band mates. You were the type to try and ignore it and see the good in him for the most part. Certain times, Jungkook was definitely a good boyfriend to you. He would buy you expensive bouquets, new clothes, and even jewlery; but that was all during a time where he was sober. You don't know what happened to make him relapsed and you honestly tried to retrace your steps.

It gotten so hard on you, to the point Jaehyun, his bandmate that plays drums, had to remind you countless times that none of this wasn't your fault. You couldn't help but still have it on your mind though.

Kook distanced himself from you and he rarely ever calls you. You tried to call him but you would always hear that he was either unavailable or worse, just a dead line- no one would even pick up. Overthinking with such a guy like him was inevitable. You didn't know what he was doing because you couldn't even get a hold of him. You tried your best to let him be an adult and let him just comeback on his own; but that never worked out in the end.

So you decided to take matters into your own hands. Jaehyun contacted you that they would be during their last show of their tour in downtown L.A. at the metal club. You we're excited but very disappointed in how Jungkook didn't tell you but someone else did. You shrugged it off and made your way towards the club.

The show went on as planned and they performed- in a sense good. The other members were flawless with their instruments but you noticed that Kook wasn't doing so well. It was unusual for him to even slip up a riff. You sighed already could tell he had some alcohol in his system. It was even obvious in his singing. You looked over at the bassist and the other guitar player-Yugyeom and Eunwoo. The two seemed to take notice of Jungkooks performance and how it can affect the rest of the members and song all together.

Luckily, the show went on and managed to have the crowd cheering and screaming. You went backstage and waited for them to come out. Each member greeted you with a warm smile and Jaehyun stopped for a moment.

"You noticed?"

"Yeah...he's drunk. He was already in a shit mood ever since this morning. When he sees you, hopefully that sour attitude changes."

Jaehyun said before shaking his head. "If he does anything to you..let me know. Ok?" You nodded at his request and that nearly had your hair on your arms sticking up. At last Jungkook came off stage already having a beer bottle in his hand. He saw you and just rolled his eyes which you was taken aback by that action of his. "What are you doing here (name)?" He said nonchalantly, as if he didn't wanted you there in the first place.

"Jaehyun was nice enough to tell me you were doing your last tour stop here. Ughh Kook, you fucking reek of alcohol-"

Jungkook just chuckled and took a swig of his beer. "And this? can we talk about how you just relapsed out of nowhere and how you never return my calls? You've been so distant with me lately." You snapped at him as you watched him, carelessly drink his drink. "I've been busy-"

"Drinking and doing coke isn't being 'busy' you need serious help Jungkook and your band mates is slowly getting sick and tired of your behavior and so am I!"

"I don't fucking care what they think. I'm living my best fucking life as much as possible trying to keep myself fucking happy in this world!"

"So doing this is your solution?!"

"Yeah. Drugs, beer, a good fuck with a girl who isn't bugging me 24/7 trying to get in contact with me"

That was it. You froze for a moment and all the color on your face has drained as your heart sunk. Jungkook still didn't realize what he said. You watched him throw away the bottle, taking out a cigarette and lighting it with his lighter afterwards. You didn't have the energy to even comment on it but you were more worried about his wellbeing.

"Why? just....just why are you trying to kill yourself like this?" You said trying to not choke up on your words.

"Im tired. I kinda do wanna sleep." Kook replied, exhaling the nicotine. "also I wanna get away from you. i'm sick of you..."

im sick of you

im sick of you

You couldn't help but repeat those harsh words over and over. You couldn't tell if the alcohol or drugs were talking or Jungkook himself. He still had no reaction to what he said but you was already too weak to even argue with him. You felt tears roll down your cheeks and heard a sigh coming from him. "Look, I gotta go. I can't be here while you're crying like this-"

He walked passed you so carefree. He didn't even bother to look back as he walked down the hallway. After that, you knew it'll be the last time you talked with him. You felt like he didn't need you so why should you continue to care.

You left the club alone without your boyfriend that you once cherished and cared about.

Extra: 6 months later. Jungkook was in rehab in a therapy session. Told in Kooks pov.

I was in my therapy session and I told my therapist about my problems I had with the things I do. I've been told things that I regret saying to my girlfriend. I was just too upset with everyone and high off my fucking mind to the point she stopped all contact.

I wanted to go back to my habits again but that would only cause me more unwanted trauma. I was still in denial after what Jaehyun told me. I seriously don't remember anything from that night...and it pisses me off.

After receiving the news I've gotten from my brother, my whole world crashed and I wanted a way to get out of here. I couldn't bare just being here I was mentally and physically exhausted with my life. Nothing was making me happy and touring definitely didn't help. I grew an unhealthy addiction with sex. I had sex with many woman not caring in the slightest I was taken. Not caring I had someone worried about me back at home.

I really loved (name)...I really did. In the beginning; I tried my absolute hardest to stay away from the dark. She was my light.

"It seems you wasn't ready..."

"I wasn't. I wish I could go back in time and changed everything."

a/n : Yay or nah? Lowkey was in my feelings but i wanted to write angst.

dividers: cr to owners

[seoksgrl]

rather be dead than cool, 4. : jjk nerd!jungkook x popular!reader college au, dislike to love genderbent she's all that au

tws: no warnings just vibes x

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By the time you and Jeongguk walk through the door to the cabin, Jimin’s party is in full swing, and the host walks you through the crowded hallway into the kitchen where he hands over a red cup full of beer. 

“Only the good stuff,” Jimin says, an uncomfortable smile on his face as he glances between you and Jeongguk, “I’d love to stick around and chat, but Luna is probably wondering where I am,”

“Of course,” You say, eager for the tense energy to evaporate. Once Jimin leaves the scene, Jeongguk sips at his drink, glancing down at you with a quirked brow, “What?”

“That guy? Really?”

Your gaze moves from Jeongguk briefly to look over to where Jimin has found his people, his lips pulled into a smile as he chats with a few other guys and a girl who you recognise from his Instagram feed, “What’s wrong with Jimin?”

Jeongguk shrugs, following your line of sight before looking back to you, “He just seems a little…,” he pauses for a moment, like he’s trying to find the words, “He seems like a jock. I just wouldn’t have guessed he would be your type,”

It’s not the first time this thought has run its way across your own mind, if you are being honest. When you met Jimin, he was loud and rambunctious, loving nothing more than playing beer pong or showing off his skills opening a soju bottle in a variety of ways. Once the two of you began dating, you can admit that you maybe toned him down a little. You wanted a boyfriend who matched you, who was your equal, and in order for Jimin to be that, you needed him to cut out a few of the things that essentially would have made him a red flag for your parents. By the time he actually met them, he was a perfectly polished young man; sensible, chic and intelligent. 

Now that you watch him laugh with his friends, the sound loud enough for you and Jeongguk to hear in the next room, you wonder if perhaps you had been wrong for doing that. Though, it’s not as if your advice to Jimin didn’t have its advantages - when you met, most people on campus didn’t really know who Jimin was. Now, he’s throwing parties every month and inviting most of your cohort. 

In hindsight, Jimin isn’t really your type. But you’ve dated so many different people, you’re not sure what your type is. All you know is how to change them into what you need them to be. 

You’re saved from answering Jeongguk’s statement by the arrival of Mina, her slithe form squeezing its way through the people stood by the entrance to the kitchen before she sees you, waving before walking over. 

“Y/N, hey!” Her eyes immediately slide over to Jeongguk and her reaction is immediate, brows raised in surprise and eyes wide as she gives you a silent look of approval, “I suppose you’re Jeongguk, Y/N has mentioned you,”

Instantly you feel heat rise to your cheeks, and you can only hope Jeongguk doesn’t get the wrong idea about that.

His voice is laced with amusement, though you can tell he’s smiling without looking at him, “I can only imagine what she’s said,”

Mina just laughs in response, and you’re relieved, eager to move the conversation onto something else.

“Is Irene coming?” You want her to be a witness to your work, to see Jeongguk’s new appearance. Competitiveness runs in your blood, thanks to your father who has made himself known as a ruthless businessman. You are desperate to make him proud, to have him look upon you as his greatest success, and you know the way to do that is to follow in his footsteps. But, for now, you just want to beat Irene at this bet. 

“She’s just talking to Yugyeom, you know she has the biggest crush on him,” Mina giggles, eyes wide when she looks at Jeongguk, “Don’t tell her I told you guys though,”

Jeongguk just laughs, and you glance his way, surprised at the sound. You’re not sure you’ve really heard him laugh until now. Your attention is stolen however when Jeongguk’s eyes widen, glancing across the room before his cheeks turn pink. When you turn to see who or what he is looking at, you find that Sana has just entered the party, looking pretty with her dark hair curled down her back, long legs on show in a short pink dress. It’s easy to see why she has the hearts of so many guys, and girls.

Including Jeongguk. 

Turning to Mina, you mutter low enough so Jeongguk can’t hear, “Go talk to Sana,”

“Huh?” She says, “Why?”

“I told Jeongguk that I know her, so go and make me sound good. I’ll introduce myself later,”

Ever the obedient one, Mina nods, taking her freshly made drink and walking over to where Sana stands talking to her friends. Once she’s gone, Jeongguk seems to exhale all the oxygen he was holding in his lungs before gulping down his beer. 

“Hey, take it easy,” You say, “don’t forget that’s your only drink for the night. I already have to ride on the back of that death wish, don’t increase our chances of death by getting wasted,”

He narrows his eyes at you, tossing his cup in the trash, “I don’t know if I’m ready to talk to Sana yet,”

“You don’t have to,” You say, sipping at your still full cup, “I can just make you sound good for tonight. We can’t rush these things,”

He seems relieved, which means you’re off the hook. If Jeongguk found out that you don’t actually know Sana as well as he thinks you do, this whole plan is ruined, and so is your bet. For the remainder of the night, you need Jeongguk to at least talk to some people, so you tell him to amuse himself while you socialise, chatting to a few people you know from class, as well as a couple guys who could be potential dates once this Jeongguk business is all said and done. 

By the time you find Jeongguk again, he’s sat on the steps leading up to the third floor. The second floor is fairly quiet, aside from what you can only assume are a few amorous couples down the corridor leading to the bedrooms. You know the cabin well, and you also know Jimin’s room is down there. You grimace, eager to avoid seeing anything you’d rather not. 

Walking towards Jeongguk, you frown, “Did you not want to socialise?”

He startles a little when he notices you, his body slouched against the stairs, “It may come as a shock to you, but I’m not a frequent partygoer,”

You take the step above him, sitting down and leaning against the railing. Jeongguk twists his body so he’s not sitting with his back to you, his long legs sprawled across the lower stairs. His comment is wrong, of course, you’re not shocked to learn he doesn’t go to parties. 

“Did you speak to Sana?” He asks, voice quiet though you know he’s anticipating any info you have, which is none. 

“Not tonight, no,” You offer an apologetic shrug, “she seems to be busy with her other friends, but don’t worry, I will put in a few good words for you when the time is right. Any reason why you didn’t want to go talk to her?”

Jeongguk looks shy, and despite his non-existent reputation, you are surprised. He never comes across as shy with you, most of the time he’s a pain in the ass, so to see him all pink cheeked and awkward is a whole new side of him. 

“I was nervous,” He sounds embarrassed, and you bite your lip to stop from smiling, “She’s really cute, and I - Are you laughing at me?”

You give him a look of mock-offence, a hand on your heart, “Of course not. I just find it ironic that you can’t talk to Sana, but you are willing to ride a vehicle that has a crazy high chance of killing you with no fear,”

He rolls his eyes to that, standing from his seat on the stairs, “You can keep pretending you didn’t enjoy the ride here, but you won’t fool me. I saw that look in your eye once we arrived,” he grins, “I recognise the adrenaline rush, trust me,”

His observation of you has you feeling oddly exposed, especially because he’s right. You did, on some level totally removed from yourself, enjoy the ride on the motorbike. It was out of your comfort zone, and terrifying, but it also made your heart race like nothing else, and you can’t help but crave the feeling again. It’s wholly inconvenient, given the fact you’re never going to buy a motorbike, but maybe you can enjoy this while it lasts. 

Standing, you’re a head taller than Jeongguk - a rarity when you’re on solid ground - and you narrow your eyes, “Maybe you should stop looking in my eyes then,”

At that, Jeongguk smiles, a different, softer smile than you’re used to seeing. Most of the time he’s teasing you, or vice versa, but now he looks like he genuinely finds you funny. The look is wiped off his face almost as quick as it came, and he rolls his eyes, stepping back so you can walk down the steps.

One of your favourite past times on a breezy, Saturday afternoon was to visit the movie theatre. A purely indulgent outing, though you do have an ulterior motive of sorts. 

Your love of movies has always been present, ever since you were young and you were first treated to a viewing of Clueless as a youngster by your nanny at the time. Of course, if your parents knew you were dedicating time to something as trivial as a trip to the movies, they would be horrified, accuse you of wasting the hours you could have spent on your academic goals. Mostly your mother, more than your father, being that he’s rarely around thanks to work keeping him so busy. The reminder alone makes you sigh as you push your sunglasses up your nose, walking along the quiet street.

Today, you’ve picked a theatre in a…less affluent area in your home city, eager to avoid the hustle and bustle of the centre district, and hoping to save yourself the misfortune of running into any of your friends. Your movie days have always been for you and you alone, and you know your friends wouldn’t come even if you invited them. At most, they would try to lure you to Gangnam for shopping, or to an expensive cafe instead. 

The movie theatre is up ahead, and you begin searching in your purse for your ticket, glancing up for a mere second before your eyes are widening to roughly the size of the moon. You lower your sunglasses, ticket forgotten, as you lock eyes with an equally surprised-looking Jeongguk. 

He’s dressed simply, miles away from the outfit you’d picked out for him at the party, his simple attire of a dark hoodie and jeans allowing him to almost blend in with the gaggle of people around him. At least he would if he weren’t taller than most of them. 

By the time you approach, Jeongguk is appraising you from head to toe as if you’ve just stepped off a spaceship covered in green slime. He waits until you’re standing around a foot away from him before he speaks, “I never thought I would see you here,”

“At a movie theatre?” You respond, continuing your search for your ticket.

“On my side of the tracks, I mean,” He has a wry smile on his lips, like he caught you doing something you shouldn’t, “and in sunglasses too. Wearing a disguise so the rich folk don’t brand you a traitor?”

“You know, I honestly think you’re the most dramatic person I’ve ever met,” 

“Now, I find it hard to believe you’ve never looked in a mirror,”

You give him a fake smile, scoffing at his joke even as he chuckles to himself. You finally find your ticket, lodged under your wallet as you join the queue to get inside, standing behind Jeongguk as he steps forward, the next person to hand his ticket to the usher. You don’t catch a glimpse of the movie he’s here to see, not that you’re looking, of course. Wordlessly, Jeongguk stands by and watches as you do the same, giving your ticket to the young boy in the booth before inexplicably moving to join Jeongguk, as if you’re friends or something. 

How ludicrous.

You seem to catch what you’re doing, passing by Jeongguk and heading straight for the popcorn stands, groaning when Jeongguk darts ahead of you and glances over his shoulder with a wicked grin.  “You’re a child,”

“Don’t be a sore loser,” He remarks, and you almost think of a comeback, but you startle a little at even the thought of pointing out that Jeongguk is the only loser here. It feels far too much like something Irene would say, and despite your tumultuous friendship, you don’t want to follow in her footsteps. 

The line evaporates quickly, people darting off to go into their respective screens; one for a horror flick, another showing an action movie starring Tom Cruise, you think. It’s probable that Jeongguk is going to be heading off into one of those screens once he gets his popcorn, and the thought brings you relief, especially as you’d almost started to sweat a little at the prospect of Jeongguk barging in on your sacred tradition. 

The boy in question steps away from the counter with a bucket of popcorn almost as big as you, and you glance at him with mild judgement before stepping forward. You barely open your lips before the teen at the counter begins apologising. 

“Sorry, we’re all out of popcorn for the moment. It’ll be a fifteen minute wait,”

You stare dumbfounded at the employee, “But the movie starts in a few minutes,” already your comforting, relaxing plans are going off the rails. Your eyes slide over to where Jeongguk stands watching the display, chewing a handful of popcorn with evil delight in his eyes, “You’re barbaric,”

He shrugs, walking backwards as you walk his way, hoping to get into the screen and watch your movie in peace. And also, thanks to Jeongguk, snackless. It takes several moments for you to notice he hasn’t left to file into one of the other screens with the rest of the crowd, and a small flicker of panic works its way through your middle. 

“Aren’t you going to go watch your movie?”

“I am,” He says, frowning when he registers you also haven’t departed, “I take it you’re seeing 10 Things I Hate About You, too?”

“It’s a nineties classic, why wouldn’t I be?” The whole day feels odd, off kilter thanks to Jeongguk’s unexpected appearance. Despite the fact you’ve seen him on campus and at the party last weekend, it feels suddenly strange to have him in your space, as if he’s seeing a part of you that you’ve tried to keep hidden. And there is definitely truth to that, but it’s also because you loath watching movies with other people. 

Jeongguk seems equally perplexed at the situation, shaking himself free from his confusion a moment later as if he finds the whole thing idiotic, “This is dumb, we can see the same movie, it doesn’t have to be a big moment where the gap between the peasants and the rich is bridged,”

When he puts it like that, you almost feel foolish for allowing him to think that you’re social status is the reason why you’re reluctant to be with him right now. It would be easy to let him think you’re that shallow - because in the past, you have been - but for some inexplicable reason, you don’t want him to have that opinion of you right now. 

“I just don’t like watching movies with people,” You say, “that’s the only reason for my hesitation. I don’t care that it’s you here, I’d be like this with anyone,”

He frowns then, shifting the bucket of popcorn in his arms, “Oh, right,”

“Yeah,”

There is a tense moment of silence where the two of you just kind of stand there, missing the previews that come before the movie no doubt. Jeongguk doesn’t move, and neither do you, not until his lips part and he hesitates before speaking. 

“We could sit together, if you want,” Then his devilish grin is back, and all feels right with the world, “I’ll even let you share my popcorn,”

There are a few beats where you consider his proposal, deciding just this once to go against your values and watch a movie with another person. It’s nothing really, just two people who happen to know each other viewing a movie at the same time, eating popcorn from the same bucket. And you really want to watch your movie, and eat the popcorn. 

“Fine,” You reply, lifting your chin, “but this is a one-time thing,”

“Absolutely,”

“Don’t talk during the movie or I will be forced to cut your head off,” You begin walking around Jeongguk, heading towards the doors to your screen.

He follows behind, and you notice him nod out the corner of your eye, “Spoken like a true bourgeoisie,” 

As always, your conversation with Jeongguk ends with an eye roll from you, and a snicker from Jeongguk.

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Cramped Spaces 5

Pairing: Jisung x Femme Reader | [Y/N]

Genre: Alternate Universe - Non-Idol NCT, One Shot, Smut, Sequel Fic, Tight Spaces

Summary: Jisung only has time for one minute of bliss in the bathroom with his girlfriend Cramped Spaces 1 | Cramped Spaces 2 | Cramped Spaces 3 | Cramped Spaces 4

Word count: 1.6k

Rating/Warnings: Not Beta Read, Drug Usage (Alcohol and Marijuana) Mature Sexual Themes and Explicit Sexual Material: Blow Job, Bathroom Sex at a House Party

If any mature/sexual themes involving Jisung makes you uncomfortable please do not read or interact.

Minors DNI! 18+ ONLY

Author’s Note: I didn't think this sequel would happen (much less so quickly!) but when I heard Yugyeom's "One Minute" I immediately was inspired to write this piece.

Apologies in advance for any mistakes and I hope I did justice to the fantasy to everyone who's checked this series out!

Please let me know of any technical errors or if you have feedback/questions

He was drunk. Low growl against her ear as he bent forward, fingers warming her back. His dark tendrils covered his eyes.

Boozy kisses laced with weed and tobacco as his long fingers groped her ass. Letting her press him up against the sink as she gripped onto his arms.

Body hot - senses numb - as the bass beats outside were reverberating into the dimly lit bathroom, only one buzzing bulb left working. Soon to die - but it was enough light for her to admire Jisung’s flushed cheeks, bottom lip darkened red as he bit down on it. Large hands kneading her ass.

He pulled her in for another kiss, one hand touching her neck. She moaned into his lips. Grasping onto his hair as his hands roamed to her hips. He pushed her up against the wall, standing up straight to hover over her.

A loud knock on the bathroom door broke her out of Jisung’s intoxicating haze, his body firm - burning up like a space heater on full blast. She shook her head, letting go of his hair.

Jisung seemed to not have heard the knock, refusing to look away from her. Her mind flared hot blank as Jisung pressed his hips against her, making his hardening cock rub against the lower side of her belly. Clit throbbing as his cock pulsed against her.

“So hot,” she breathed against his lips, hands cupping his cheeks so he’d keep his eyes on her. Looking ready to ruin her with his eyebrows furrowed, grip on her hips firm. “I love your cock Jisung.”

Another knock. They both jumped - Jisung groaned, body pressing her up against the wall. His cock radiating harder against her. Even through his joggers and her dress she felt it burn up.

“Jisung! We gotta leave!” Chenle shouted, knocking harder. The low voiced rapping from the speakers outside with the 808 beats became louder as Jisung kissed her lips. Fingers kneading her left breast, under her bra. “You take too long, and I'm leaving you here!”

The music continued to shake the walls as she broke their kiss, moaning as he pinched her nipple. His dirty musk blending in with his expensive Byredo perfume, making her dizzy.

She pushed his hands off of her before kissing him. Her hand pressing against his hot cock. Tongue shoving into his mouth as he rested against the sink counter.

Feeling his body shaking against her as she stroked him through his clothes. Her pussy ached knowing how hard he was. She immediately pulled Jisung’s joggers and boxer down to his ankles as she got onto her knees, wanting to look at his cock.

Kicking off her cheap open toe heels, shivering as the cool tiles were hard against her knees. Mouth watering as the smooth woodsy musk of his perfume rushed up her sinuses. Feeling his body tremble, mouth wanting to taste her boyfriend’s cock.

The music stalled - her ears flooded with his soft moan as she planted a wet kiss against the top of his happy trail. Tongue gliding down his trimmed pubes, saliva wetting his skin - new high tempo rap song reverberating with her oversensitive nerves.

“I can make you come in one minute,” she said, hand wrapping around his wet stiffening cock. Pressing a kiss against the underside of his shaft. Eyes fighting to remain open as his musk infiltrated her nose. “Jisung, let Chenle know we only need one minute.”

He grunted, hands reaching out to touch the top of her head. Eyes wide - lips parted - as he fought not to blink. Watching her looking up at him, his long wet cock in her hands.

His heavy pants - his chest heaving - sent heat rushing down to her clit. Wiggling her hips as she craved for his cock. She planted kisses all along his shaft, sucking on his tip before her kisses went down to his balls. Fingers continually stroking him, making sure he was hard.

Eyes locked with his, she swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock when she made her way back up. Nipples aching as his perfume’s scent overtook the marijuana smoke they’d created.

Heat riding up her back as his eyebrows furrowed, looking desperate with his mouth hanging open. Grimaces cutting in as he fought hard not to blink - staring at his girlfriend sucking his cock.

Waiting for him to shut his eyes - gentle suck on the tip inside her mouth to get his hips to buck - before she wrapped her mouth around his precum covered tip. Hollowing her cheeks as she took in more of Jisung’s cock.

All she saw was his milky, smooth neck as he had his face tilted up toward the ceiling. Stomach flexing with shaking thighs as he grunted, hands at the top of her head.

Humming as her left hand massaged his ballsack, feeling his cock wiggle when she tugged on it. Bobbing her head back and forth, consumed with Jisung’s addictive scent overtaking her senses. Throat hot and stretched as his cock filled her up.

Jaw hurting as she kept her mouth open to keep sucking Jisung’s throbbing cock. Pussy aching - hips wiggling - as she sucked up his precum and her saliva. Keeping his tip down her throat, shoving against her tonsils. Body throbbing as the heat of his cock lit up her fleshy throat.

A loud knock on the bathroom door made Jisung grab her hair hard as he stood up straight. Her groan was muffled by his cock shoved down her throat, scalp burning as Jisung loosened his hold.

She coughed as he let her go, his cock leaving the warmth of her mouth and throat. Eyes burning - vision slightly blurry - she kept her hands on his cock. Stroking him as he looked over at the locked door. Golden knob jingling before another loud knock shook the pastel blue painted door.

“Jisung! Are you almost done?” Chenle’s voice was raised a few notes - ringing loudly as the music died. His huff was audible as his boots began to stomp away. “I’m about to leave bro!”

A new bass beat began blaring, loud chatter joining the wall-shaking music. Jisung moaned as she flicked her tongue up against his precum covered tip.

Wanting more of the briny taste of his cum. Sucking in more of him as her left hand palmed his balls. Wet with sweat and the mess dribbling out of the corners of her mouth.

“One minute!” Jisung’s eyes were shut, brows furrowed. Mouth wide open as he breathed in shallow breaths. Fingers curled into her hair as he grasped onto her firm, burning her scalp in sweet pain. Her clit throbbed as he thrust against her mouth, her left hand grabbing his flexing thigh for leverage. Throat and nose stuffed with her ears ringing. “One minute!”

Coming up for air, she gagged. Spitting up her saliva onto his cock. Collecting it into her fists as she stroked Jisung fast. Eyes burning and wet as she blinked the tears away.

Breathing loudly through her mouth - throat feeling stretched, burning as the heat of his cock faded. The only thing she tasted and smelt was his alluring perfume. Salty precum blending in tartly as she swallowed.

“Come in my mouth Jisung,” she whispered against his cherry red mushroomed head. “I’ll swallow it. Please, Jisung, give me your cum.”

His hips shook - a low moan coming out of him - as she licked and kissed his shaft, moving up toward the tip. Mouth enveloping his mushroomed head, she sucked as her hands pumped his cock. He released her hair, one hand cupping her chin. Loud chest shaking grunt as his hot cum burst into her mouth.

Palm resting flat at the top of her head, he breathed heavily through his mouth. Hissing before he tried to quiet his moan. Her hands warmed up, caressing his sweaty hips and thighs as his muscles tensed and relaxed, flexing as he came down from his orgasm.

Quietly, she swallowed his cum - creamy hot fluid sliding down her throat. Tongue flicking his tip before tasting more of his salty, musky cum.

Knees numb, jaw feeling like it’d come undone. A pinch at her lower back as she inhaled the scent of Jisung’s addictive musk. Standing up with his help as he kissed her cheek.

“Thanks babe,” he said before planting another kiss on her neck. “We’ll continue this once we get home.”

Wordlessly, she hugged him. Nodding as they shared bashful grins. Body radiating - pussy wet and aching - as she let him go. Knowing they’d been in the bathroom for a little longer than a minute.

Trying so hard not to think about what Jisung would do to her neglected pussy later. She looked away from his long fingers ripping toilet paper. He cleaned up before pulling his loose white cotton joggers back on.

She gargled her mouth with clear mint mouthwash she found inside the medicine cabinet. Wincing when she spat the spicy stuff down the sink. Finally looking in the mirror to fix her hair and makeup.

Not bad considering she’d given Jisung the sloppiest blowjob yet. She just needed to wipe up her eyes - faded kohl the only makeup left. She dabbed on some lip oil before brushing the flyaway tangles Jisung created when he’d grabbed her hair. Adjusting her top back into place before Jisung took her hand and they exited the bathroom together.

“This party is boring,” Haechan said, meeting them at the opening to the kitchen. Eyes bloodshot and heavily hooded. Knuckles turning white as he gripped the nearly empty glass bottle in his left hand. Tilting his head back as he drained it. “Chenle’s already out the door. Where have you two been?”

“We were away for just one minute,” Jisung said, holding her hand firm as he led them out the front door.

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Focus On Me (Sub!Yugyeom x Dom!Reader)

Pairing: Sub!Yugeom x Fem!Reader

Word count: 5337

Genre: Yugyeom is your fanboy and you're a famous r&b singer, he's not an Idol.

Warnings: Smut, femdom, pegging, rimming, oral (fem receiving), Yugyeom calls you ma'am, goddess, mistress, fem pronouns

Minors DNI pls.

Smut below the cut

As the stage lights dim, you are drenched in sweat and adrenaline, and you take a moment to soak in the love and energy of your loyal fans. You stand up and take your final bow before heading to the backstage area. 

The cool air backstage is a sense of relief, contrasting sharply with the heat of the stage lights. Your manager greets you and hands you a cold bottle of water, and you thank them. 

The sounds of backstage cheering and clapping from your staff and team ground you a bit. Your heart is still beating fast after performing in front of your roaring crowd of forty thousand people. 

There are so many people backstage, but you only have one person on your mind. 

"Great job, Y/n," your manager hands you your favorite flowers, sunflowers, and compliments you for your second sold-out show in Las Vegas. 

You waltz over to your boyfriend, Jaehyun, and kiss him quickly. 

"Hi, baby," you smile and hug him. You feel his warm embrace, and he kisses the top of your head. 

"Y/n, you were amazing out there! You topped your last show. I'm so proud of you," Jaehyun praises you, and your lips curl into a smile, and you peck another kiss against his lips. 

Even with your eyes closed, you can see the flash of white light as people snap photos of the two of you. 

Jaehyun grabs your hand and leads you back to your dressing room. You follow him, head into the room, and close the door behind you. 

Once the door closes, Jaehyun sits on the couch and wipes his lips. "Did you have to wear so much lip gloss?"

"Uh, yeah. I have to make sure I look good on the jumbotron so that my fans in the nosebleeds can see me sparkle."

You sit in front of the vanity and roll your eyes at him. You start using wipes to remove your makeup. 

"I guess. Next time wipe it off before I kiss you."

"Yeah, okay. It's not like I wanted to kiss you anyways," you retort. 

"The feeling is mutual. Plus, I don't know where your lips have been."

"I could say the same about you."

"You can't can't say that I've only been with one person. I'm in a committed relationship with my partner."

"Good for you. This fake breakup can't come soon enough," you groan and grab the wipes to clean the makeup from your face. 

"Trust me, I'm only here for the clout."

"Please, you need it for your image Mr. Ice cold, and so you build up your POC audience for your solo debut," you remind him. 

"Yeah yeah. We need each other. So, we're scheduled to be seen at the club after your show. Your outfit is on your hotel bed," he informs you. 

"Perfect. I say we stay for an hour, kiss a few times, and then leave. Is that enough?" You ask. 

"I think so. Maybe, we snap a few selfies too?" Jaehyun asks. 

"Sounds good. After this we could have an agency together to help other celebrities fake relationships for clout," you say. 

"Hell, we do have a whole following. I think we could do that," Jaehyun comes up behind you and wraps his arms around your body. 

"Nice to see you excited about something. I'll try to wear less lip gloss."

"Thank you. It's just that my boyfriend hates lip gloss and he wants to see me before we go to the club. Is that cool?"

"Yeah, just don't make us late, please. He came from Boston to see you?" You ask him. 

You haven't met his boyfriend, but you are happy he has someone to look forward to. This life as a celebrity can be lonely. 

"Uh huh. We're staying together tonight and then he has to go back. I wish I could go with him." 

"You could. I could just say you got sick."

"No, because people will think you are sick, and they will blame me. Then it will be outrage."

"I don't have Korean fans. You do. My fans in the states don't care. They are too busy writing AMBW fanfiction about us," you laugh. 

"I don't think we should do it. I appreciate you caring about my happiness, though."

"Of course. This celebrity life can be so draining sometimes."

"Do you have anyone special waiting for you in your hotel room?"

Your eyes connect with his dark brown eyes through the vanity mirror. You study his face to see what he knows about your tea. 

"Possibly."

"Spill."

Jaehyun moves from behind you and props himself up against the vanity. 

"I'm fucking a fan."

"Scandalous…No way," Jaehyun's jaw drops, and his eyes grow. You didn't expect his reaction to be like that. 

"I know. But, there is just something about him. He's a huge stan, too. Am I crazy?"

"Uh yea. You don't think he'll leak that our relationship isn't real."

"Hell no. I made him sign an NDA when I replied to his DM. He knows better than that."

"Be careful."

"Always."

***

You head back to your hotel room, and your security follows you up to your room. Before you enter your room, you turn around and thank your staff for protecting you. You exchange goodbyes as you enter your room. 

Your heart flutters when you see him on the couch with dandelions in his hands. A baseball cap is covering his dark brown wavy hair.

You instantly know it's him, because you could spot him anywhere. The door closes behind you, and you can't get over how beautiful this man is to you. 

He stands to his feet and walks toward you. The large window overshadows the colorful lights of the sinful city below you. 

The two of you stand in front of each other with a few inches separating you. He looks down at the ground, and his cheeks are slightly red. You can tell that he's so nervous to meet you in person. 

You aren't sure why because you two have been talking for a while, and been on Facetime plenty of nights. Talked dirty via text, so you aren't sure why he's being like this. 

"Hi Gyeomie," You speak his nickname for the first time, hoping to break the awkward silence between you. 

"Hi, Star," Yugyeom finally looks up into your eyes. His smile radiates from his lips and warms your heart. 

"I'm not Star, right now. Please call me, Y/n.," you correct him. You have insisted on this many times, but he slips a lot and still calls you by your stage name.

You know the power dynamics are slightly different because, to the world, you are the best-selling female R&B artist in the world. But, you want to be humanized, and make him feel equal to you.  

"Okay, Y/n. You look beautiful."

Your heart flutters and sinks into your chest. You bite at your bottom lip and flash him a smile. All you want to do is attack his beautiful face with kisses. But, you are trying not to move too fast.

You notice his purple silk shirt is slightly open, and your eyes trail down to the dark denim jeans that hug his thighs perfectly. 

"Thank you. You are so handsome," you reply. 

"I bought you flowers. I'm sure you received a lot tonight."

"I did, but my manager has them. He checks them to make sure there aren't any cameras or anything in them. But, I appreciate you getting me these. They're beautiful. Let me put them in water," you say. 

You grab the flowers, and your hand grazes against his fingers, causing you to heat up instantly. You return to the kitchen area and toss the other flowers in the trash. You put Yugyeom's in the vase. 

"You didn't drink tonight like I asked. Right?" You ask and return to where he's standing.  

"Yes ma'am."

"Mmm.. good boy. Can I kiss you?" You walk over to him and sit next to him. 

"Yes, of course," he says. He toys with the rings on his right hand. 

You can see his face is slightly red from blushing. You can't remember the last time you had this effect on a man. 

You lean in closer to his, and you close your eyes. You wrap your arm around his waist and hold onto his belt loop as you kiss him. Your lips collide with his, and the kiss is perfect. It sends chills down your spine.

You pull away from him and look down. The kiss has you on fire already. You move into his lap and wrap your arms around his shoulder. 

"Damn, how'd I get so lucky?" You look up into his eyes, and you can tell your admission takes him back. 

"Lucky for what? I'm just a fan boy. I can't believe I'm meeting you," he stares at the ground. You lift his chin and stare deeply into his eyes.

You push him back against the couch. You run your hands down his chest and feel his abs underneath his shirt. 

"Please, you're hot. I'm still shocked you're single."

Yugyeom covers his face. His shyness is so surprising to you. He's always so confident online and even when he talks to you. So, to see him all shy right now is a bit surprising. 

"Only, because none of them are you."

His comeback is smooth, and you uncover his beautiful face. His shyness isn't something you expected tonight. 

"That's sweet," you giggle. "But, you know I'm far from perfect. Your Twitter feed always makes me smile. I'll have a rough day and scroll through your memes and laugh. Especially, the one where you photoshopped your head on Jaehyun's body."

Yugyeom covers his face again, and you can see the redness in his face. "It's weird isn't it."

"No, it's not. I love it. Trust me. I'm a pretty blunt person. I don't say anything I don't mean. It's an honor to meet you." 

You want to make him feel special because these last few months have meant a lot to you. It's brought you so much through this hectic time of touring. You have confided a lot in him. You've spent a lot of late-night conversations talking about your life as well as his. 

"You're just saying that."

"I'm not. You're sexy as fuck, and your body is amazing. Most importantly, you're super sweet and supportive," you compliment him. 

"Oh my god. Thank you so much. You are sexy-"You lift your hand and stop him. 

"No, this isn't about me. I get a million compliments a day. I don't need it," you say. 

"I don't even know what to say. I've read so many reader fanfics of yours. I can't believe it's happening."

"Which ones are your favorite to read?"

"The ones where you dominate me."

"I'd love to make that a reality, but I have to get ready to go out with Jaehyun for a quick club appearance. I should be back in an hour. You can order whatever you want. But, no alcohol," You kiss him on the forehead. You feel him tremble underneath your touch. 

"Okay. But what if I don't want you to leave?"

"Trust me. It's tempting to stay, but I have to keep up appearances. You understand, right?" You reply. You straddle his lap. 

"Yes," he nods. 

"Why are you so nervous around me? We've talked a bunch of times over the phone and over facetime," you remind him. 

"I know, but to be in your presence is different. You're Star the biggest R&B singer in the world. I'm just Yugyeom."

"You aren't just Yugyeom. You are a talented and amazing dancer. If my fans weren't so nosey, I would have hired you. But, I don't want you getting hate or death threats."

"I know. Us fans we notice everything."

"Exactly. Plus, you're a popular guy on the internet. Your dance videos are dope. When are you going to start doing it full-time?"

"I don't know. I'm not professionally taught."

"So, fucking what. You are so talented. If Jaehyun wasn't such a dick, I would ask him to put you on at SM. But, we will figure it out. You deserve for the world to see you."

"You don't have to do that."

"But, I want to. Out of all my well-known fanboys you are the most talented."

"Am I the first one you ever met?"

Now, that's a question you don't want to answer. You can't believe you walk yourself right into the question. You've hooked up with a few of your fanboys. 

"Eh, no. You're not. But, you're the only guy I'm talking to at the moment."

"Forreal?"

"Yes. I keep telling you that. Being in a fake relationship with Jaehyun has the perks."

"How does that work? You two seem so in love?"

"Acting," you laugh. 

"So, how long will you be gone tonight?"

"An hour. The club is down the street. I'll just tell Jaehyun I'm tired."

"Sounds good."

You make your way to the bathroom, and you close the door behind you. You lean against it and take a deep breath. You need to figure out how to read this situation with Yugyeom. Something seems awkward. 

Does he really want you? 

Are you coming on too strong? 

Typically, when you meet up with one of your fanboys, it isn't a lot of conversation. You hook up, watch TV and joke around, and they leave. 

So, your interaction with Yugyeom has you overthinking. Is there something about you he doesn't like now that he's met you in person? Are you not as attractive in person?

You have so many thoughts, and your insecurities are popping up. 

You wish you could just rely on the fact that you are Star, the best R&B singer in the world, but you can't. 

That's not how you see yourself. You are confident in your singing ability, but don't let that get to your head. Nor do you use it to take advantage of people. 

But the fact that Yugyeom has yet to make a move has you questioning everything. 

Maybe, he's waiting for you to take the lead. 

You know Yugyeom and have talked to him for months. But, there is something there. You have feelings for him. As much as you wish you didn't. 

You do. 

That's the difference between him and the other fanboys you've hooked up with. You got to know him on a personal level before meeting him. 

The last thing you want to do is hurt this beautiful soul. The connection between him is so electric and feels so real.

You care about his well-being and want to do anything to help him succeed in his professional life. 

Yugyeom deserves the stars, the moon, and the sun. He's delicate to you. Since, you've started talking to him, you don't even entertain anyone else. 

You would be with him in a perfect world, but you're in a PR relationship you can't get out of right now. 

How would that make you look if your fans found out you were dating one of your fanboys? 

You sigh at your overthinking and look at yourself in the mirror. You take off your clothes and place your phone in the sink. 

Your phone lights up, and you see a message from him. 

Yugyeom: I'm so sorry… I'm shy. You have me at a loss for words. 

You: Gyeomie, I am moving at your pace. Whatever you want to happen tonight will. I brought my strap just in case. 

Yugyeom: You must think I'm a prude after I told you how much of a slut I am, and now I'm acting like a virgin. 

You: No, It's not like that. I'm in here overthinking. I was starting to think you didn't like me. 

Yugyeom: Of course, I like you, Y/n. 

Your heart sinks when he calls you by your real name. Star is just your stage persona and not the real you. 

You: I like you too. I know you're a slut. But, I want you to feel comfortable. Trust me, there isn't any pressure.  

Jaehyun: Hurry up, don't let the fanboy get you pregnant! Lol 

You shower quickly and wash away all of the stress from today's concert. You gave it your all on that stage and gave those people all you had. 

You go into the bedroom and get ready for your club appearance. You slide into your dress and pull it up. You walk into the living room to have Yugyeom zip it up.  

"Can you zip my dress please?" you ask. 

"Sure," Yugyeom stands behind you and zips up your dress. You walk over to the mirror in the living room to see how the multi-colored sequin dress fits you. 

"Thanks."

"Can we take a picture?" Yugyeom asks. 

"Of course," you say. 

Yugyeom wraps his arms around you and snaps a photo. 

You lean over and grab his face. You plant a kiss on his cheek. He snaps another picture. He turns his head and kisses you. You slip your tongue into his mouth, and your belly flutters with butterflies. 

You two end up back on the couch. You kiss him on his chest and lead a trail of kisses down the middle of his chest. "Fuck," Yugyeom whines out. 

Yugyeom has wanted you for years. Never in a million years did he ever think he would get to be with you. Somehow, he caught your attention on Twitter, and you two exchanged flirty messages via DM. 

That turned into text messages, late night calls, and even facetime calls every other day. You had become a part of his real world, and it was no longer a parasocial relationship where you didn't know he existed. 

Yugyeom's fanboying tendencies have turned into real feelings. There's not a moment in the day where he doesn't wonder what you are doing. Not a moment doesn't go by where you aren't on his mind. 

The same goes for you. You are always thinking about Yugyeom. His social media persona is just that, a persona and when you got to know him you saw him as more than a fan. In your eyes, he's a sweet and thoughtful human being who is so intelligent and beautiful on the inside and out. 

He's not your first fanboy, and to be honest, you hope he will be your last. 

Your fake relationship with Jaehyun is just a publicity stunt to help him grow his international presence more since he's dropping his debut solo album, and SM Ent wants to capitalize on the fact that he speaks English. 

Yugyeom is the guy you can't get out of your head. In the recording studio, you sing all your songs to him and only him. He's on your brain when you are penning lyrics to your songs. 

He's the one you are thinking about when you rest your head. You hold back sometimes because you might be too thirsty for Yugyeom. You sometimes feel like you're his fangirl, but you always keep calm.

"No, I want to taste you first. May I?" Yugyeom stops you, and you lay back on the couch. 

"Of course."

Yugyeom gets down on his knees and pushes your dress up at your hips. He seductively pulls down your panties and shoves them in his back pocket. 

You spread your legs for Yugyeom, and it's what you've been waiting to do for the last five months since you started talking to him.

Sure, you had other fanboys on speed dial, but you were saving yourself for Yugyeom. 

It was more than sexting that made you interested in him. 

Yugyeom marvels at how your pussy glistens for him. A slight smirk builds on his face, and he's in awe at how beautiful you look with your legs spread for him and him only. 

Yugyeom draws his face closer to your sex and holds your legs over his shoulder. He kisses your sex and closes his eyes to take in your scent. His tongue probes inside of you and savors the taste of your sweetness. "Mmm.. you taste so good."

His goddess is here with her legs spread open on the top floor of the most expensive hotel in the city. A place he could never afford to step foot in. 

Here he is, admiring the sweet taste of you. He's dreamed of this moment so many nights. He's stroked his dick and thought about having you cum on his tongue. He's longed for you for a very long time. 

Yugyeom's tongue explores your center and laps up all of your wetness that has dripped down. He licks you with ease and grace. This isn't the time to race. He wants to take his time and allow your orgasm to build because the reward will be beyond worth it. 

Yugyeom nibbles on your clit and your body shudders for him. He feels prideful with a bit of an ego. You picked him out of all your fanboys across the world. He's the one who gets to worship his goddess. His dick is rock-hard, but the focus isn't on him right now. 

Yugyeom is getting off from pleasing you. He can feel a bit of precum leak against his boxers. All he wants is for you to experience the best orgasm you ever had. 

His mouth waters, and he alternate from loving on your clit to drilling his tongue deep inside you. Your pussy clenches around his tongue.

You can't remember the last time someone ate you out this good. Yugyeom is the perfect slut to make you cum hard. He's giving you everything he has, and you are enjoying the moment. You are so glad to have him in your hotel room. 

"Goddess, your pussy is so good. You're so fucking wet for me," Yugyeom moans against your sex, and you grind your pussy against his face. Ugh, why does this beautiful man have to be so fucking good at cunnilingus?

Right now, your body is on another level. You are ready to explode for him. You can't believe how hot this man has made you. 

"I'm gonna cum," you nearly scream. You wrap your legs around his head and release.

Your ride the wave of your orgasm, and Yugyeom is right there with you as your body rises and falls. 

Yuygeom doesn't miss a drop when you cum for him. You sit back on the couch and pull him into your lap. 

"Thank you, Gyeomie," you kiss him as you hold in your lap. You pull back and tell him. "When I come back I'm going to eat you out."

"Mmmm.. I can't wait."

Your sexual invitation is interrupted by a knock on the door. Your heart drops because you forgot that you had to leave. "Fuck, Jaehyun is here. Go into my bedroom. I'll be back soon," you reply. 

"Yes ma'am."

You take a deep breath and stand up. Yugyeom helps you up and your legs are shaking a little bit. You lean in again and kiss him. Tasting yourself on his tongue gives you a bit of a rush. 

"Ugh, I wish I could stay here and eat your ass. But, it'll have to wait. Don't touch your dick until I come back."

"Yes ma'am."

***

You sit in the VIP lounge with Jaehyun's arm wrapped around your waist. You don't want him on you, but you know you must make the interaction seem believable. 

Yugyeom is texting you non-stop. Thankfully, you have a privacy screen protector on your phone so Jaehyun's nosey ass can't read your text. 

Yugyeom: I want to stroke it so bad. But, I know you told me to save it for you. 

Y/n: I will know if you cum, too. So, please wait for me. 

"Who has you typing away at your phone? You can't even contain your excitement," Jaehyun's monotone voice irks you.

But, that doesn't take away from the fact that you are still high from Yugyeom eating you out. 

"My boo."

"Did you fuck him?"

You glare at him. You look around at your VIP section, of course, it's just the two of you. So, no one can hear you, but you still can't be too sure. 

"Not yet. You interrupted us."

"Not my fault. Can I see a picture of this fanboy?"

"No. It's none of your business."

Jaehyun sips on his mixed drink. "Why aren't you drinking tonight?"

"Cause, I plan on fucking him tonight. I want everything to be right."

"Interesting. So, after tonight will you see him again?"

"I hope so. He got tickets to see me in Phoenix, too."

"He's thirsty as fuck."

"No, he isn't. He's just supportive."

"Are you sure he isn't using you?"

"Using me for what?"

"Clout."

"Like you aren't?" you roll your eyes. 

"Yeah, but I'm already famous. He's not.. or is he?"

"Don't worry about him. My NDA is ironclad, so everything is fine."

***

You arrive back at the hotel. You were gone for over an hour, but you are grateful that Yugyeom is so understanding. You slip the keycard into the hotel door and walk into the room. 

Yugyeom is curled up on the couch with a blanket around him. The white light of the television reflects against his skin. 

"Gyeomie?" You call out to him, but he doesn't respond. You walk over to him and sit next to him. You kiss him on the forehead. 

"Y/n?" he groggily responds. 

"Come on.. let's get you to bed," You reply. You help him up and lead him into the bedroom. You pull the cover back and take off his pants.

"You were gone longer than an hour," Yugyeom responses. 

"I'm sorry, boo. But, I'm here now. Let me make it up to you. Let me change my clothes. Let's go into the bedroom," you reach out to him. 

Yugyeom grabs your hand. He follows you into the bedroom. You turn around and he unzips your dress. You open your suitcase and grab the box holding your lube and strap. 

"Get naked," you say over your shoulder. You place the lube on the table and pull out your strap-on. 

By the time you put your strap on, you see he's already nude and waiting on the bed for you. 

"Do you miss me?" You ask. You stand over the bed between his legs. His dick is already hard for you. 

He nods, but that isn't good enough for you. 

"Tell me. Use your words."

"Yes, I missed you. All I could think about is you."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, mistress. I missed you."

"Mmm.. can I eat your ass?" 

"Yes, mistress."

You get on your knees in front of him and pull him to the edge of the bed. You place his legs over your shoulders. You waste no time shoving your tongue into his ass. 

Yugyeom moans out and its music to your ears..  

"Fuck, you're so tight. Are you sure you're a slut?" You continue to jam your tongue deep inside of him. 

"I'm your slut," Yugyeom whimpers for you, and his legs lock around your head.

A chill goes through your body as you hear him say that. You knew that his slutty side would emerge tonight. 

His body reacts so easily to you, and his dick springs right up. You stroke him with your right hand while you lap away at his entrance. 

You work your hand up and down his length, and you can't wait until you get to fuck him. You know you need to loosen him up a bit. You reach down between your legs, and you're already dripping wet. You use your juices to lube your fingers. 

"Baby, you sure you can handle my strap?" You ask him. 

"Yes, it isn't my first rodeo, goddess."

You love the cockiness in his response. "Okay, baby. Let see how you respond to my fingers, okay?"

"Yes, ma'am."

You slip a lubricated finger inside of him, while you return to stroke him with your other hand. He works his ass against your finger, and you add another digit. 

"Mmm.. such a good boy taking my fingers. I guess you are a slut. You don't know how bad I want you."

"Ruin me, goddess."

You take a deep breath trying to hold your composure as you continue to work your magic on him so he can relax, and you can make love to him. 

"You ready?"

"Yes, please. I need you."

"How bad?"

"Really bad.. it's all I wanted."

You stand up and instruct him to move towards the middle of the bed. 

You grab the lube and coat your strap, and you prepare for him for the pounding he's about to receive. 

"You're so beautiful," you compliment him as you grab his legs and look at him. Under the dim light, he looks ethereal and has a glow. 

"Thank you, goddess. No one has ever told me that before," Yugyeom replies shyly. 

"It's the truth. You ready to get fucked?"

"Yes, goddess."

It's kind of cute how he switches up between being confident to shy. 

You push his legs back and instruct him to hold his legs for you. 

You ease into him, and move into him slowly. As you continue to penetrate him, Yugyeom's expression shifts from shyness to a mix of pleasure and vulnerability. The way he moans and arches his back only adds to his allure, making the experience even more intoxicating. 

"How does it feel baby?" You ask him, checking in with him. 

"Good.. you don't have to go easy on me," Yugyeom taunts you, and it's all the motivation you need. 

Yugyeom grips the sheets as he stares into you. The beautiful woman who has changed his whole life. The woman he's wanted for so long. He can't believe he's really here in this moment with you. 

He's enjoying the way you're making his body feel. He loves watching you pump into him faster. He strokes his dick, and you cover his hand to guide him to move faster. 

"Goddess, this feel too good. I want to cum."

"Not yet. I'm just getting started."

Yugyeom knows that you are in charge. That's why he likes you so much. He enjoys letting you lead and take control. He loves the way you taste he can still taste you on his tongue. 

You stop moving and Yugyeom looks at you. The euphoric feeling has come to a complete halt, and he doesn't want it to end. 

"Goddess, please," he begs you. "Please keep going."

"Get on all fours," you instruct him. 

"Yes, ma'am."

Yugyeom excitedly gets on all fours as he's instructed. He arches his back and waits for you to enter him again. 

Yugyeom feels you smack his ass, and he jumps a bit. He loves the impact, and you enter him again, this time from behind. 

You hold onto his waist, and you pound into him harder than before this time. If the slut says he wants it rough, then you're going to give it to him. You move faster and thrust into him. The visual of him on all fours for you is literal art. His moans fill up the room, and continue pleasing your lover. 

"You like the way goddess fucks you?" You grab his hair while you work your strap into him. 

"Yess!" Yugyeom cries out. 

"Stroke yourself and cum for me, then," you instruct. 

Yugyeom's hand immediately wraps around his throbbing length, his moans growing louder as he follows your request. 

The sight of him pleasuring himself in sync with your powerful thrusts intensifies your connection. 

Yugyeom releases into his hand and collapses forward onto the bed. 

You slide out of him, lie beside him, and hold him in your arms. "You did so good, baby," you compliment him. 

"I love you, Y/n," Yugyeom confesses. 

"I love you, too Gyeomie," you reply. 

[beomie-rabbit]

“𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑔” 💐🤍

Credits: Yugyeom ~ La Sol Mi on YouTube, gifs made by me -A🐰💜

[kpopimaginings]

"It's not worth it" - Jinyoung

You knew this would happen. You and Jinyoung had recently announced your relationship to the GOT7 boys. Part of the reason you had kept it quiet early on was because you knew there would be teasing. You could have also predicted that BamBam and Jackson were going to be the main perpetrators.

You were out for a group dinner for the first time since they found out and the teasing started immediately. You honestly weren't too bothered by it, but you noticed Jinyoung's clenched jaw as he glared at the members who were talking. You took his hand under the table and gave it a little squeeze, trying to silently tell him to let it go.

Once the food came out, things quietened down for a moment.

"Don't let them get to you," you whispered to Jinyoung.

He just nodded in acknowledgment, but you knew he hadn't really taken your comment to heart.

As you finished eating, you took Jinyoung's hand again and shot him a little smile.

"Ah, look at you two all loved up," BamBam started again.

"Cut back on the PDA though," Jackson added.

You rolled your eyes at the comment, but once again Jinyoung couldn't let it slide.

"We looked at each other. How is that PDA?"

"Relax, Jinyoung-ie," Jackson told him, before turning to you. "Are you sure about him? He's a bit uptight!"

You bit your lip to keep yourself from chuckling and further annoying your boyfriend.

Then, you jumped slightly as Jinyoung brought his hand down on the table.

"Jinyoung!" you scolded.

"What was the one thing I asked of you, Jackson?" he snapped, ignoring your interjection.

Jackson stared blankly at Jinyoung.

"All I said was don't tease Y/n," he continued. "You can wind me up all you like but when she's around, you knock it off."

"But she's our friend too," Jackson pointed out.

"Yeah, she's used to us, she knows what we're like," BamBam added.

You were about to agree with them, when Jinyoung  spoke again.

"I'm crazy about Y/n, ok? The last thing I want is you idiots scaring her off."

"Jinyoung-ie, that's so sweet," you said, your voice now softer, "And I'm very pleased you want me to stick around, but the boys are right, I've known them for long enough that I expected this. A little teasing among friends isn't going to make me leave."

"Ok, but-"

"No, it's not worth it. I want to be with you, and Jackson and BamBam being littles shits isn't going to change that."

Jinyoung couldn't help but smile and chuckle as the troublemakers complained at your choice of words. Smiling back, you leant in and pecked a soft kiss to his lips.

It surprised you somewhat when the resulting 'Ew' came from Yugyeom.

"Don't you start," you told him with a smile, before resting your head on Jinyoung's shoulder while you waited for desert.

NAVIGATION  |  GOT7 MASTERLIST

[daddyfordaeddy]

[Updated April 20 2024]

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Ateez

A Proposition - boyfriend! Wooyoung x f! Reader

You’re watching a show in peace, but when Wooyoung comes home from work, he has a proposition…

Celebrate For You - boyfriend! Wooyoung x f! Reader

It’s your birthday and Wooyoung’s a little surprised at your wish, but not against it

Blue Blood - king! Seonghwa x queen! Reader

Your marriage to Seonghwa has been nothing exciting. But things change during his coronation ball

Long Winter's Night - werewolf! Yunho x f! Reader

On the week of the solstice, Yunho’s rut starts

A Rose is a Rose - mafia! Seongjoong x f! Reader [Tipsy Drabbles]

After leaving the mafia scene for five years, you’ve had to go back and beg for help from the boss of your former family…and your ex

Hospitality - sugar baby! Wooyoung x sugar mommy! Reader [extension of fff24 day 20 by sanjoongie]

After your first roleplay sparked a deep want for more, you and Wooyoung finally are able to act out your next desires

I Can't Make You Love Me - fuckbuddies! Jongho x f! Reader

You’re in love with Jongho, but all he wants is your body. Against your better judgement, you keep letting him use you.

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February Filth Fest 2024

Lunch Break - CEO! husband! San x f! Reader

After delivering lunch to your husband’s office, the two of you get a little sidetracked

Double-Stuffed Oreo - boyfriend! Wooyoung x Reader

What better way to ravish your boyfriend than to double-stuff him?

Free Game - boyfriend! San x f! Reader

You lost a bet to San, and now he gets to do whatever he wants

Take the Time - god of time! San x f! Reader

Strange things keep happening, and your best friend may know something about it

Enough for You - husband! Mingi x f! Reader x other man! Hongjoong

Your second man is coming over for a night of passion, and your husband would like to attend

GOT7

I Feel So High When It's Just Us Two - Jinyoung x Mark

Mark sends Jinyoung a video, and Jinyoung is not pleased

Dinner Preparations - husband! Jinyoung x f! Reader

Jinyoung surprises you in the kitchen

Hands On - boyfriend! Jinyoung x f! Reader

Jinyoung cuts his hand at work. You lend him yours

Rule of Three - lawyers! YugMark x secretary! f! Reader

Mark and Yugyeom are having some fun in the office after hours, and you walk in on them

Your Touch is All I Need - boyfriend! Mark x f! Reader

You and Mark fuck in a bathroom and its hot and definitely not gross and germ-y in there

[luvhhannie]

“is that wonwoo hyung?” seokmin asked minghao as he sets his phone down. he nodded his head as he sighed. after he hung out with wonwoo at the library, seokmin suddenly called him to help him with his term papers, in which he agreed to do so.

“yeah, he was just asking about something…” minghao continued as seokmin eyes him, macbook on his lap.

“was it bad? you look stressed out.” seokmin asked minghao. minghao shook his head and smiled softly.

“no..no, i’m just being dramatic don’t worry about it.” he assured seokmin who hummed in response.

“also, hao. you should hang out with us sometime soon since most of us are basically in the same uni, like jungkookie, jaehyun, mingyu…and i mean bamie, yugyeom and eunwoo are attending another uni but it’s pretty close by.” seokmin suddenly said, earning a glance at minghao who was focusing on his term paper.

“mhm, sure. speaking of the 97z, what’s up with mingyu and his girlfriend? i saw his tweet but i think he’s just being dramatic.” minghao asked seokmin, who snorted at the comment.

“yves broke up with him and told him that she’s not interested in men anymore, it’s kinda sad and funny at the same time.” seokmin said as minghao stifled a laugh.

“no way?! poor mingyu, he always have bad luck with romance, even though he’s attractive.” minghao stated, turning his attention back to his term paper. seokmin hummed and suddenly looked at minghao.

“what about you? someone caught your eye lately? i’ve seen the art students in our campus and i can’t deny that most of them look cool.” he asked the male next to him. minghao sighed.

“hm…dunno.” he simply stated. seokmin looked at him for a few seconds and went back to his macbook.

“okay, let’s put our focus back to our term papers or else we’ll be failing before break.”

yes or no I x. minghao x reader - yves’ boyfriend girlfriend

𓇢𓆸 synopsis: where jaehyun is forced to be yn's wingman for mingyu, but unbeknownst to him, mingyu is also getting some help from his friend.

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[jadededge]

Tear You Apart | Ch.3

Pairing:  GOT7 x OC

Genre: Demon/Mafia AU, Romance, Smut

Rating: M

Summary: Jaebeom and Yugyeom are "running an errand" when the most delectable scent that he ever smelled hit Yugyeom like a ton of bricks. Yugyeom stops JayB and soon he smells it. They look across the street and see the her. They stalk her for awhile and finally get the chance to manufacture a meet with her.

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Despite their busy and immortal lives, the boys try to have dinner together as often as possible. Gathering around the large oak table in their dining room, they share laughs and stories of the day. Relaxing and unwinding as a family.

"So, maknaes," Jaebeom starts. "I hear you had to provide some backup on Canal. How did that go?"

"We went to see Selah. I'm so sorry," Youngjae immediately folds and bows his head, hoping to be spared.

Bam sucks his teeth. "Youngjae, what the fuck man?"

"You did what?" Jaebeom asks calmly. Too calm.

The sound of silverware hitting plates echoed in the now quiet room.

"Aw shit, boys, why did you do that?" Mark asks.

"We only wanted to see her." Yugyeom adds with a pout. "We didn't even talk to her." He says leaning towards Youngjae.

Jinyoung must've caught that because he immediately followed up. "Bam. What about you?"

"Whatever. I talked to her. And I got her number."

All the older brothers sigh. Jaebeom continues to look. His chin starts to protrude.

"Son, why did you do that when we have her number?" Mark asked.

"I'm sorry, were we going to start texting her and tell her we looked up everything about her beforehand?" He laid it out. "I'm playing the boyfriend game." He leans back, looking proud of himself.

Jaebeom was pissed, but he was trying not to show it. He had a plan, and this... He stands, pushing his chair back to leave. "I'm going out."

"Either you've messed up so badly that he needs to go prepare to send you back or..." Jackson pauses. "Actually, I don't know what else he could be doing. Nice knowing you, Bam. I'll see you in 50 years."

Jinyoung chimes in with a disapproving tone, "You do know Jackson went to meet her as well? What will she think? We're meant to be playing this smart, and you've gone and added another complication to the situation. Yeah, Jaebeom should send you back."

"I fucked up, huh?" Bam says, hanging his head.

Mark, though known for his temper, is actually quite gentle with his brothers. Particularly the younger ones, and tries to comfort them. "Did you fuck up? Yes. But it will be okay. JB won't send you back."

"He might strangle you, though." Jackson says he is taking a bite of his food.

Mark gives him a 'stop that' look.

"What? Bammie, I invited Selah to the club. How do we explain to her that out of pure coincidence, she met both of us on the same day and that we know each other? You might have to miss the opening."

Bam lets out a puff of air ready to protest.

"That's actually not a bad idea." Jinyoung says. "You three will not be at the opening."

The younger ones begin to protest. Jinyoung holds his hand up and says, "Save it. This is perfect. Perhaps Jaebeom won't murder you if we can salvage this."

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The weekend arrives, and everybody is a bundle of nerves. After adjusting plans, the boys feel like they're actually in a better place. Feeling that perhaps it would be easier to introduce her to four of them versus all seven.

The maknaes are on warehouse duty for the night, and they couldn't have been more sour about it.

"I can't believe I let you talk me into going with you. Now look at me." Youngjae pouts, looking into the distance.

Bam rolls his eyes and says, "Well, you hardly put up a fight at a gentle suggestion."

Yugyeom chuckles a bit. "You did come along pretty easily. We should just be happy we didn't get banished."

"Valid point. But I want to meet her now." Youngjae says.

Yugy juts his lip out, "Me too."

"Yeah she's great. Glad I talked to her when I did." Bam says proudly.

The other two side eye him.

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Selah arrives at the club accompanied by her friend Brianca. She's feeling good about how she looks. The little black dress she has on is her favorite among the many in her closet. The tiny straps sit upon her glittering shoulders. The bodice fits tight on her chest with a side split that causes the material to lay nicely over her ass. Matched with a flattering pair of heels that elongate her legs and strap around her ankles is giving her a confidence boost. Not to mention, she smelled amazing.

She's hoping to see Jackson. Bam hasn't texted her. Which made her a bit sad, as she was hoping he would. But she figured she would at least have a good time, get her mind off the week, and look good if for nobody but herself

"Girl, this club is nice!" Brianca says to Selah. "And you said he's the owner?"

"That's what he said. So I'm not sure I'll easily bump into him." Selah responds by surveying the area.

"Let's get a drink!" Brianca suggests.

At the bar, Brianca has already been approached by a couple of guys and is chatting one up. She has a very inviting aura, so it's no surprise she's already deep in conversations.

At one point she leans over to Selah, "omg girl. This is that guy I told you about. That I went out with a couple of weeks ago." "The one with the.." Selah wiggles her brows. 

"Yes him." Brianca exclaims trying not to let him hear.

Selah chuckles, "well it looks like you're in for a wild night."

"Here's hoping." Brianca cheers with her friend and turns back to her presumed date for the evening.

As Selah is enjoying her cocktail, she feels a gentle touch on her shoulder that sends shivers throughout her body. Looking to her left, she sees Jackson. Managing her reaction, she doesn't smile too hard. "Jackson, hi."

"Selah, you made it." He's grinning from ear to ear. He takes a second to look her up and down. Without realizing it, he's licking his lips. "You look amazing."

This causes her to blush hard and look away briefly. "Thank you. You look great yourself, and your club is amazing."

"Thank you. I spotted you and wanted to be sure I had a chance to speak while things were going smoothly."

He needed to get her away from her friend and up to the private room. He can tell she cares about her and won't want to leave her alone or unsafe. But it appears luck was on his side.

"Brianca." Selah is turning to get her friend's attention to introduce her to Jackson. "This is Ja-."

But she's being lead to the dance floor by the guy she was chatting with. She looks back and smiles big at her friend. Quickly surveying the guy next to Selah she gives her a 'go get em' look.

"Well I was going to introduce you but nevermind I guess." She laughs.

Jackson sighs internally with relief, "No worries, we can meet later. She looks like a good time."

"Oh she's a blast in a glass. She'll be entertained for hours."

"In that case, would you like me to show you around?" Jackson asks as he holds his hand out for her.

"Sure. I'd like that, we sort of b-lined to the music, so I haven't seen the rest."

He leads her through the crowd and back toward the foyer. The place is actually quite large with a few different areas. One being the bigger bar and dance floor area they just left. Jackson shows her around the bottom floor. Even showing her a few behind the scene places before leading her into a lounge area. It's decorated in gold, with soft lighting and slow music, this makes for a nice area to chat.

"One of my brothers designed this room. He thought it would be a good idea to add an area that was much less chaotic than the traditional club atmosphere." Jackson explained.

"Oh you have a brother?" Selah asks.

"Yes, six actually." He leads her to the bar to order himself a drink. "Would you like anything?"

"Whatever you're having. Unless it's vodka." She makes a disgusting face.

Jackson chuckles and signals to the bartender, "please send over two glasses of Hennessy and ice. Thanks T."

"You got it boss." The bartender responds.

Jackson turns his attention to Selah, "Come, let's have a seat."

Settling in, Jackson takes this time to get a really good look at her. She's perfect. They begin a back and forth conversation that flows with ease. He asks her questions about herself that he already knows the answers to, but he loves hearing her talk, so this isn't a problem.

She asks about his business endeavors and he explains to her how he owns this a few other nightclubs. He mentions the corporation that his family runs, not the illegal things, obviously.

"So you have 6 brothers. That had to be hectic growing up." Selah comments.

"You could say that again. We're not exactly blood brothers, more very close friends, but we're brothers in just about every other way. We sort of came together at different times but we've been together ever since." She's listening intently. Jackson hasn't even used his gifts to any degree and she's already hooked on his every word. "Three of them are here now. I was hoping to introduce you actually. They've been dying to meet you."

"Oh, you've told them about me?" She's shocked, they only met briefly. "And you want me to meet them?"

He smiles and grabs her hand, gently caressing it. "Of course, we tell each other everything. So when I met a gorgeous woman, I told them immediately."

She was a bit hesitant but the moment Jackson touches her, she gets those same shivers. Being near Jackson, she finds herself alot more willing to go along with just about anything he says. Especially when he touches her.

She blushes, "Okay, sure."

He beams at her, "You're going to love them."

"I should text my friend and let her know."

This irritates Jackson. But he hides his displeasure. "Sure, no problem. "

He needs her alone and he didn't want to manipulate her to do it but this is becoming tedious. How do normal people live like this.

"Oh, she actually messaged to say she left with that guy. I must've missed it. I guess i'm all yours." Selah explains.

"Perfect." Jackson stands and extends his hand to help her up.

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Leading her out of the lounge and through the club to the stairs, Selah feels lightheaded. She feels as if she's walking to another world. The decor is also darker upstairs. The walls are a blood red velvet with black damask patterning. The lighting is low and the music from downstairs is faded and becomes more faint the deeper they walk.

"Continuing the tour," Jackson starts. "This top floor has a few private rooms that special guests can use, as well as the offices."

He stops at a door at the end of the hall and on the other side, Selah knows deep down, everything will change once she steps in. Jackson opens the door and gestures for her to enter.

The room is spacious, continuing the same dark motif, but the colors are a darker green and black with gold accents. There's a full-sized bar and and lounge area with a large window across the way for a view of the entire dance floor from above. 

And scattered about the room are three of the finest men Selah has ever seen, apart from Jackson. It nearly takes her breath away. They are dressed in finely tailored suits, like Jackson, and they have this something about them she can't quite put her finger on. Maybe this was a mistake. She thinks.

Jackson places his hand on the small of her back and moves her further into the room, "Selah, these are three of my brothers." He points to one at the bar with a short haircut and a dazzling smile that warms her heart. "This is Mark, the oldest."

"Hello gorgeous, lovely to meet you." He finishes making his drink and comes to settle in a chair next to the couch.

"And this absolute cutie..." pointing to other one with a short haircut. His lips grab her attention and she can't help but stare at them. He chuckles slightly and bites his bottom lip. She had to stop her knees from giving out. Did he do that on purpose. "...is Jinyoung."

He rolls his eyes, "Could you not introduce me that way." He gives her a smile staring directly in her eyes making her melt.

"Why? Is he not adorable Selah?" Jackson turns to ask her. She blushes from being put on the spot. Jackson laughs. "And lastly but certainly not least, this is Jaebeom. He is our leader."

Calling this man gorgeous would be an understatement. With longer hair styled perfectly sitting across his neck. Selah couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to run her fingers through it. She's cursing herself for how hard she is crushing on her crush's brothers.

He nods her direction. "Nice to meet you Selah, you can call me Jay B."

Her head swims. "Nice to meet you all"

"Come let's sit." Jackson moves them to a loveseat next to Jaebeom and across from Mark. Jinyoung has his eyes trained on her.

All four of them are drawing her in, with their confidence and captivating aura. But just beyond that is something tugging at her, whispering danger. She's watching herself wade further into the waters. What is happening...

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kpop masterlist

🍓 = fluff themes

❄️ = angst themes

🚧 = smut themes

🤸‍♀️ = slice of life / bish idek what theme this is

🚀 = crack fic themes

🎩 = dark and/or violent themes

🏩 = genre fic, i.e. mystery, horror, fantasy, etc

🍳 = slow burn

🦕 = personal favorite

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A.C.E.

Memory | 🍓❄️🦕 Kim Byeongkwan x Reader + Park Junhee x Reader (University AU) [Blurb]

Ateez

Only One | 🍓❄️❄️❄️🍳🦕 CEO!Choi San x Reader

BigBang

It’s An Act [WBU I] | ❄️ Choi Seunghyun (TOP) x Reader

Smoke | 🍓🤸‍♀️ Choi Seunghyun (TOP) x Reader

BTS

Runaway | 🍓❄️🏩 Mafia!Kim Seokjin (Jin) x Reader (Mafia AU) Preview 1 2 3 4 x

Mah Boyfriend | 🍓🍓🤸‍♀️🦕 Jung Jungkook x Idol!Reader

BTOB

Hidden Heart | 🍓🍓🍓🤸‍♀️🚀🍳 Lee Minhyuk (HUTA) x Idol!Reader [Headcanon]

Day6

A University Dilemma | 🤸‍♀️ Kang Younghyun (Young-K) x Reader (Univeristy AU)

What A Joke | ❄️ Kang Younghyun (Young K) x Reader + Park Jaehyung x Reader (University AU) [Blurb]

So... Haha... I Like You | 🍓🦕 Park Jaehyung x Reader (Fake Dating AU)

EXO

Wheel Of Fortune | 🍓🍳🚀 Park Chanyeol x Reader [Headcanon]

Welcome To The Jungle | 🚀🚀🚀🏩 Park Chanyeol & Oh Sehun (Jungle AU)

Maybe We Still Have A Shot [WBU III] | 🍓🍓🏩 CatHybid!Oh Sehun x Reader (University AU)

Unrequited Attraction | 🚧🏩🍳🦕 Mafia!Kim Jongdae (Chen) x Retail Worker!Reader

Color Palette | 🍓 Byun Baekhyun x Reader [Blurb]

Brown Leaves | 🍓 Kim Jongin (Kai) x Reader (University AU)

GOT7

One Million In One Day | 🍓🍓❄️❄️🍳 Sugar Daddy!Jackson Wang x Reader Preview ~ Alternate Moodboard ~ Moodboard Teaser  1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 

Car Rides | 🍓 Jackson Wang x Reader [Blurb]

Juice Box | 🍓🚀🏩🦕 Kunpimook Bhuwakul Bambam x Reader [Blurb] (Pre-Schooler AU)

Somewhere In Between | ❄️❄️Civil Engineer!Park Jinyoung x Reader + Architect!Henry Lau x Reader

Trading Secrets | 🍓🍓 Kim Yugyeom x WangSis!Reader

JYJ

Winning Losses | ❄️ Kim Jaejoong x Idol!Reader

Monsta X

Introspect | 🍓🤸‍♀️ Lee Jooheon x Reader [Blurb]

Letting Off Steam | 🤸‍♀️ Lee Hoseok (Wonho) x ArtStudent!Reader (University AU)

NCT

Seventeen

December Dates | 🍓🚀 bf!Seventeen x Reader [Headcanon]

The Stroke Of Midnight | 🍓❄️🏩🦕 Mafia!Kwon Soonyoung (Hoshi) x Reader

Here's My Problem: I Can't Get You Out Of My Head | ❄️❄️❄️🎩🎩🎩🏩🍳🦕 Detective!Jeon Wonwoo x Actress!Reader

10 Ways To Get Over Gyu | 🍓❄️❄️❄️🍳🍳🦕 Kim Mingyu x Reader + others (Childhood AU)

Half Of My Heart | 🍓❄️🤸‍♀️🍳 Kim Mingyu x Reader + Jeon Wonwoo x Reader (CEO AU)

On A Thread | ❄️❄️ CEO!Joshua Hong (Hong Jisoo) x Nurse!Reader

SF9

A Final Offering | 🍓🍓❄️🏩🦕 Deity!Kim Inseong & Child!Reader + Baek Juho (Zuho) x Mom  

What Does It Mean? | 🍓❄️🤸‍♀️ Kim Inseong x Reader + Lee Jaeyoon x Reader (University AU) 

16th Floor | 🍓🤸‍♀️ Kim Seokwoo (Rowoon) x Reader (Office AU)

SHINee

Understand This |❄️ Choi Minho x Reader I Don’t Understand [Understand This II] | ❄️ Choi Minho x Reader

It’s All A Big Joke [WBU II] | ❄️ Lee Taemin x Reader

Th-that’s Not | ❄️❄️🚧🦕 Lee Taemin x Reader Regrets [Th-that’s Not II] | ❄️ Lee Taemin x Reader

Angel Bride | ❄️🚧🏩🦕 Pirate!Lee Taemin x Reader

Noona, You're So Pretty | 🍓 Lee Taemin x Noona!Reader

Stray Kids

Professional Boundaries | 🍓❄️🚧🦕 CEO!Bang Chan x Pre-School Teacher!Reader + CEO!Hwang Hyunjin x Pre-School Teacher!Reader 1 2 3 4 

Bootylicious | 🍓🚀 Bang Chan x Idol!Reader

Super Junior

The Soup | 🍓🍓🚀🚀 SuJu x SuJu Maknae!Reader [Headcanon]

Secrets Of A Maknae | 🍓🚀🚀 Kim Heechul x SuJuMaknae!Reader

The Boyz

Gentle With Me | 🍓🍓🤸‍♀️ Lee Sangyeon x Reader

TVXQ!

Pitter-Patter | 🍓 Jung Yunho (U-Know) x Reader (Pre-School Teacher AU)

The Art Of Deception | ❄️🎩🏩 Shim Changmin x Reader (Secret Agent/Spy AU)

TXT

Forget About It | 🍓❄️🤸‍♀️🍳🦕 Choi Soobin x Reader (University AU)  

WINNER

I’m Not Playing | 🍓❄️❄️ Gangster!Song Minho (Mino) x Reader 1 2 3