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[becomingmina]

Happy birthday to baby bread 🥖 CUTIE PIE 😭 ilysmyhnihmiwkfy 💓

[hyunestrella]

★༉‧₊˚✧ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 . YANG JEONGIN.

★༉ SUMMARY. You loved to rile him up, but he’d always win.

★༉ PAIRING. Yang Jeongin x GN! Reader.

★༉ GENRE. Whatever this is tbh.

— word count. 739 words.

— warnings. they/them pronouns, jealousy, commitment issues, toxic relationships, degradation (slut shaming), established ex-relationship (?), fwb(??), pet names (baby), whore jeongin, choking (kinda), extremely suggestive (not explicit though). let me know if i missed anything!!

— notes. 16+ to read.

— notes. think of the jeongin that’s sticking his tongue out & sinfully body rolling, bc thats who i am thinking of :]

— notes. i stayed up all night writing this, and was debating a nsfw ver. lmk of that’s something you’re interested in :)!

— masterlist.

Jeongin stood, leaning against the counter, his arms folded against his chest, nails digging into his biceps, tongue poking the inside of his cheek as his attention was zoned in on you.

You were dancing with someone else, someone who wasn’t him, head thrown back on their shoulder as their hand wrapped around your throat. Both your hips moved in time with the music.

Jeongin was pissed. Pissed that you were dancing with some douche bag that only wanted to get in your pants, pissed that you were doing this just to spite him, and he was pissed that he couldn’t do shit about it because you weren’t his.

The issue with Jeongin was that he couldn’t settle down. Time and time again he turned you down, told you that he wasn’t ready to commit to you, told you he wasn’t made for love. Yet you still let him hold you, kiss you, fuck you — hoping it would be enough change his mind.

Obviously, you were tired of waiting.

Jeongin’s eyebrows furrowed, face contorting into an ugly frown, as you looked over at him. The two of you made eye contact, holding it for as long as possible before you smiled, smirked, at him, and the blonde felt his anger turn into rage. He felt a hand on his shoulder, the weight of it helping to calm him a little, his eldest friend knowing him well, “they’re doing this to rile you up, ignore them.”

The blonde looked at Chan, considering his words for a moment — ignoring you would mean you lost, ignoring you would mean you wouldn’t be able to get the satisfaction of seeing him angry, ignoring you would mean you’d come running back to him.

Jeongin just smiled at his friend, dimples on full display hiding his true thoughts, “I will,” he looked back over at you, a bored look painted on your beautiful features. It was obvious the guy behind you was doing nothing to entertain you, he was nothing but a pawn in your twisted game, whispering nonsense in your ear that you didn’t care to hear. “If they wanna act like a slut, thats on them.”

Making your way to the bar, you allowed your boy toy to dance with some random, patting him on the arm as you left with a promise that you’d be back, but you both knew it was a lie.

Sure, he was attractive, but he was no Jeongin.

“Tired of him yet?” The blonde stood next to you, smiling at the pretty barmaid, as he tipped her when she put his drink before him. His hand moved to the small of your back, falling to your ass, fining its way into the pocket of your cargos. He looked down at you, sipping on his drink as he looked at you expectantly, “seem’s like he is of you.” He nodded to the man you were just with, grinding his crotch into someone’s backside.

You rolled your eyes at his comment, taking your own drink stirring it with the straw, “what’s it to you?” Your eye’s narrowed in on him.

Jeongin just chucked, taking his hand out of your back pocket, tapping your ass. “Stop playing, baby,” he leaned down to your ear, breath hot against it has he whispered, “I know you want me.” He kissed the shell of your ear, moving to your jaw. His kisses were wet, feverish, that had you gripping the fabric of his shirt as you tried to control your breathing. “You can stop with this attitude, I’m here now, yeah?” He cupped your jaw, forcing you to look at him, and he smirked seeing the lust in your gaze, “You don’t need to try and make me jealous.”

Your lips fell into a pout, pulling away from his touch, “‘m not.” You huff, frowning as you massaged your forehead with your fingers, “I don’t want you.” You were lying through your teeth, you both knew that, but you couldn’t let him have the satisfaction, you couldn’t let him win.

The blonde seemed to have the same mindset, he pushed his lips to yours, and you melted instantly. Your free arm wrapping around his neck, as he pulled you in against him leaving no room between your bodies. When he pulled away, you chased his lips — too drunk on him to care about the game anymore, to care that you lost.

Jeongin won.

★༉‧₊˚✧ 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

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[lexxx19]

Get 2 know me hcs!!

Hi, I'm lex. I'm from the uk & this is a get 2 know me post!!!

. my fave number is 19 bc my birthday is jan 19th

. im a very frequent txter (i'll txt billions of times a dayy)

. i speak english but i'm learning spanish, french & german

. i love walks & hate running sm

. mgk, enhypen, skz & tomorrow x together are my fave artists

. i value my friendships over everything else

. i'm rlly gd at english (like literacy stuff), history & learning languages

. my least favourite subject is maths

. i want 2 b a singer/songwriter & have since i was 5

. i most likely have ASD (my doctor thinks i do)

. i have daddy issues

. ive been dancing since i was 4 (street dance)

. im kinda like a fox, loud & clingy w those i love but reserved & cold when alone or w ppl i don't like

. my bias in skz is jeongin, in enhypen is either sunghoon, or ni-ki & in tomorrow x together is yeonjun

. i spend 60% of my time on tiktok or in bed w music on

. im an atheist but come from a christian family (i wasn't christined)

. im the oldest of two girls w a 3 yr age gap w my sis

. i love mha, heartstopper (cannot wait 4 s3) & shameless

. i tend 2 spam essays when ppl don't reply after my txt delivers

. i prefer calls & meeting up over txting (i settle for voice notes tho)

. my fave songs are 5150, Youtiful, Drunk-Dazed & Magic

. i am emetophobic (deathly afraid of vomiting/feeling sick) & deathly afraid of spiders

. i love long hugs, cuddles & passionate kisses

. im insomniac

. i have rlly rlly uncontrollable hyper episodes when i can't sit still or focus

. my right eyelid flutters when i get bored or annoyed

. i cba 2 wear mascara but my eyelashes r naturally rlly long

. i always get asked if im emo (im not but i have nothing against them)

. my natural colour is harvest blonde but my hair is dark brown atm bc i dyed black over red

that's all guyss goodnightt x

[portalhan]

୧ strawberry shortcake 🍰🍓 ༉‧₊˚

pairing: yang jeongin x gn!reader

synopsis: jeongin is your favourite regular who buys a slice of strawberry shortcake every week. oh, no... he's a special kind of favourite.

format: one shot

themes: bakery au, fluff, pining, business relation to lovers......

warnings: heavy mentions of food, pastries and bread throughout; slight cussing

word count: 1.6k

fae's notes: i'm using this space to let everyone know that i really wanted to use an actual pic of jeongin in a bakery but his hair was BLACK in that and i described him here as a blonde (i love his blonde hair too much not to). PAIN. but this pic is so cute anyway so we still win. also wanna let it be Known how much i love jeongin. shakes fists...... anyways enjoy enjoy enjoy! as usual: reblog, comment or inbox me ur thoughts ~

you remember the first day jeongin walked into your bakery vividly.

it was a cloudy friday morning in mid october. your bakery – founded after graduating from college with no idea what to do with your shiny new degree – was located in the heart of the bustling city, floor to ceiling windows gave you and your staff a clear view of frantic people in business suits and dishevelled college students rushing to catch the tram. you always were fond of people watching; even the customers who perused through the pastries and bread on display in your humble store wouldn't escape your eyes or your wandering thoughts.

when you first started out, barely five months before jeongin first patronised your store, it was rough gaining traction for your small business – you found yourself either handing out unsold bread to neighbouring shops or throwing excess food out each evening. this routine continued all the way till month four. you suppose the word of mouth was what got your bakery going; soon enough, there would be a line forming out on the storefront to purchase and enjoy your wares. you found that your best-selling item was the sesame cheesecake – 4 out of 5 people who came in to buy something would always get a slice of sesame cheesecake.

friday mornings become particularly busy for your bakery. you figure most people want to spoil themselves with a little sweet treat to tide them through the final working day of the week. swarms of customers would normally come to mind as hazy silhouettes, but not jeongin – you could map every feature. the first friday he came into your bakery, he had a foul expeession on his face (or maybe that's just what it looked like to you). lips downturned in a slight frown, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. you remember his outfit the most: a black leather jacket, matching baggy jeans and converse. his hands were stuffed in pockets, shaggy hair a contrasting bright blonde that veiled his eyes. it was around 9am when he strolled in, just half an hour after you opened.

you remember your eyes following him from across the bakery, as he took his time with picking out his preferred baked goods on display that day. you had a ton of limited halloween specials especially, so he was reading each placard for ingredients with care. you continued to watch as he selected his first batch, before sauntering over to your counter to examine the cakes in the display fridge. you were sure he was going to pick the sesame cheesecake – your logic for it back then was based on his all-black ensemble – but when he caught your eye and asked very soft-spokenly for a slice of strawberry shortcake, you were taken by delightful surprise.

"you're the one of the rarest customers who ask for the strawberry shortcake," you remark in friendly banter, as you scooped the prettiest slice from the display to place in a pink box.

"really?" jeongin's eyes widened.

"wish i was joking," you shrugged. "people love the sesame cheesecake. if you ask me though, strawberry shortcake has always been my personal favourite."

jeongin could tell by your attire and your overall air of ease that you were probably the one running the place. the corner of his lips turned up in a shy smile, as he watched while you delicately packed the rest of his pastries in a paper bag. "glad to know i made the right choice," jeongin quipped.

"come back and tell me your verdict?"

"sure thing."

the rest was pretty much history — the following friday, jeongin came back at exactly 9am to excitedly tell you about how amazing your shortcake was. "not crazy sweet, and the cake was insanely spongey," he raved. "and the strawberries were so fresh. i really did make the right choice!" you were beyond ecstatic to know that someone else liked your favourite, to say the least. seeing him so happy about eating your cake was so refreshing; you were friendly with a bunch of other customers and regulars, but you've never encountered anybody who was as earnest in their compliments for you as jeongin was.

the sight before you was a magnificent one too – this time, you could clearly see his sharp eyes now with a beautiful glimmer, rosy cheeks tensed upwards to reveal two subtle dimples. a huge contrast to your first impression of him when he first came into the store. you exchanged names as you toured him around the bakery to recommend more varietals. you spoke, simultaneously watching through the corner of your eye. you take a mental note of how focused jeongin is as you ramble on about baking secrets and special fun facts about the inspirations for each of your recommendations.

"you know, you didn't strike me as someone who enjoys strawberry shortcake," you remark once again, as you were packing his purchases. a bit of deja vu.

jeongin's head tilts very slightly to the side, eyebrows raised as his lips morphs into something of a... smirk? "i guess you shouldn't judge a book by its cover?"

"very philosophical," you satirically say as you hand him the paper bag. "hope you'll come back soon."

and 'come back soon' he did. since then, it's basically been routine for jeongin to waltz into the store with the same bright smile every friday morning at 9am. everytime he comes in, he always walks out with a strawberry shortcake slice delicately placed in the same pink box. it became such a constant that you grew to look forward to misty friday mornings, leaning over the counter and watching out the windows for that familiar shade of blonde hair and the attached dimples. after even more time, you'd have already picked out the prettiest slice of cake to set aside for jeongin before the bakery even opens.

of course, this behaviour didn't go exactly unnoticed by your staff, namely a certain eagle-eyed minho. fast forward to today: you go about your usual duties, including picking said slice out for jeongin. you always ask whoever's on shift that morning to give you their second opinions, but all minho does today is lean against the wall with his arms folded against his chest, and tut loudly while shaking his head as a satirical expression of disappointment. "what?" you ask innocuously, turning your head to face him placing a pink sticker by the slice's cake board.

"the craziest part is you don't even realise it."

"realise what?"

"oh y/n," he sing-songs, smirking. "you like him, don't you?"

you feel like a deer caught in headlights. your eyes widen and cheeks redden, much to minho's delight at being right. you shut the display and occupy yourself with something else to avoid eye contact. "e-even if i did, it doesn't even matter, because it just doesn't happen like that," you say, feeling your heart fissure ever so slightly at the prospect. by the end of the day, jeongin is still just a customer, he's not even a friend.

"you still don't realise it," minho emphasises. "i love you, boss, but i never knew you were this dense. he clearly likes you back, because why would he come in every week without fail otherwise?" you suppose that is a valid point, but you decide being in denial is better than getting your hopes up. "maybe he just really likes the shortcake?" your tone rises in contemplation. minho laughs and vehemently denies the possibility, saying, "i really don't think it's the shortcake he likes, but we'll see." he nods over to the shopfront with a smirk, before immediately retreating to the back.

you spin your head back around to surveil the front door, and in comes jeongin like clockwork. your heart skips a beat. "hey y/n!" he chirps, waving as he makes a bee line for the counter. "anything new for me today?"

you shake your head. "not this week," you pout. "busy preparing for christmas." jeongin pouts back, subsequently miming a sobbing action. you couldn't hold back your giggles, much to jeongin's delight (evident in the way his eyes widened at the sight). he begins to rub his palms together as he dramatically pretends to think about today's request. "i'll have a–"

"strawberry shortcake?" you fold your arms amd raise a brow.

"no, actually. i was going to say 'yuzu tart', before you so rudely interrupted me."

"oh, uh–"

"buuuut... i kind of do want a strawberry shortcake now that you mention it," he playfully says, tone raised. he strokes his chin, as if in thought. you erupt in yet another fit of giggles, clutching your stomach as tears threaten to spill from your eyes. jeongin's chest tightens as he watches you. you calm down and swiftly whip up the slice from the display, and place it in a pink box.

after the necessities have concluded, jeongin pauses after you place today's slice on his side of the counter, as if hesitating. "wait," he blurts out. you swear you just caught a glimpse of the blush creeping up his neck. "i... have something to ask." you hum softly, slightly tilting your head in curiosity. jeongin silently hesitates again, before taking a deep breath. his voice comes out in a croak, quiet as he tries his best to overcome the prying ears of the staff: "do you... want to go for a movie this weekend? with me? alone?" now it was your turn to pause; body frozen in place as it suddenly becomes harder to breathe with all the thumping going on in your chest. "no pressure, of course," he says almost frantically.

you begin giggling softly, as you flash him the softest smile. "yes. i'd love that."

"cool... cool!" jeongin was beaming like crazy, rocking back and forth in place with his hands tightly interlocked behind his back, unable to stand still from both the adrenaline and the euphoria of hearing you say yes. "meet me here? tomorrow? at 12?" he grabs his paper bag.

you vigorously nod your head, scrambling around the counter to scrawl your number on the closest stack of post-its you could find. in haste, you hand him the piece of paper. "can't wait, it's a date," you tell him, to which he responds with a chuckle.

"it's a date."

⋆ ࣪.  ⁺⑅ ⋰˚ *.ﾟ .˳⁺⁎˚ ˚⁎⁺˳ .

bonus:

"i'd love that," the distant sound of your voice reaches minho's hidden corner. he really couldn't hide the grin upon hearing your sweet exchange, nor was he actually bothered to hide it anyway. he made a mental note to tease you about it after jeongin leaves.

"let's go, y/n!" he whisper-yells to himself as his hand balls in a fist of excitement.

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[cartierbin]

hey i’m new here, i read some of your works and !! OMG YOU’RE SO TALENTED , and also i just want you to ruin me buT i’m 100% bratty 🙄 soo , for the request, can i ask jeongin!dilf au pls :((

thank you sm baby. and lmao. I got you.

『 pairing — jeongin x reader

genre — smut, + a stressed, single father dilf!jeongin fucking his masseuse

word count — 1.687k 』

smut under the cut !

out of all the things jeongin could’ve done to take away his fatherly stress, a massage wasn’t one of them. no seriously. usually, an hour or two of hitting the punching bag or doing a couple of weight reps brought him to relaxation the way he needed. but with the mother of his twin daughters refusing to help out at all with them, he was stressed more than usual. and this kind of stressed caused him to be kind of desperate.

he was clicking around on his phone before he found the place. a massage therapy building that he somehow never noticed was that close to his house. on their website at least, they guaranteed that the service they give will bring him to the nirvana that he was looking for. he wasn’t going to second guess anything no— he needed this. he kisses his babies on their forehead before sending them off to his mother’s house for the night.

when he arrived at the building he gave the receptionist his name to which she exchanged confirmation of his paid visit. she nodded, sliding her swivel chair back and reaching into the room right beside her desk to give him a towel. “you can change it the room over there love”. he smiled and thanked her, more than glad to shed his clothing and hurry on with this. for some reason he felt kind of antsy, he could wait for his stress to become undone with all the knots in his muscles and back. but once he was finished you might as well couldve said you were unprepared for the appointment. you had your materials and the table ready yes, but you were nowhere near prepared to massage a gorgeous, five foot seven man with chiseled abs, a sharp jawline in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. he smiled sweetly when he entered, you tried your best to keep your attention off the chain that sat atop of his prominent collar bones and instead focus on the client at hand. but god, your stomach was churning.

“good evening are you yang jeongin?”. you spoke meekly, surprised that you could even get a word out with how ethereal he actually was. he nods. you used a hand to guide him to the massage table and he obliged, quite fond with the decor of the place. he appreciate the fact that it was dark and you allowed candles to scent and heat up the room. he also appreciate the soft red glow lights in the corners of the room, illuminating it in a rather sexy way. he pushed the unholy thoughts to the back of his mind and started getting comfortable, trying to remember that he came here for a massage and massage only. “do you have any music suggestions? I have a soft playlist if not”. the blonde haired man shook his head no while laying his head on his forearms, giving you a perfect view of the tricep muscles in his back. you gulped, positioning your oils on the tray right beside you. you rushed to press play on the music to keep your thoughts on your job.

you shifted the towel down a bit lower and started spilling the warm vanilla scented oil down the span of his back, which already drew him in. he loved the scent dearly. he also loved the way your warm hands applied pressure to the places he needed most. a serene feeling washes over him and he could feel himself relax almost immediately. you glide your hands up the length of his back and shoulders and knead the tension and knots away, you could’ve sworn you heard a soft groan from him in response. nevertheless you continued your ministrations, feeling for other knots that needed to be worked out. jeongin could safely say that he’s hardly ever felt this kind of relaxation before. maybe he should’ve came here sooner. he makes another small noise, one that was rather suggestive, one that had you internally crumbling above him.

“feels good?”. you hum, kneading out other small kinks with your thumbs. he hums and shakes his head yes, feeling quite blissful if he might say so himself. you giggle above him, “you know, the noises you’re making tells it all���. he speaks in choked breaths. “yeah it feels— good, damn— I wasn’t expecting this”. you roam your hands around his body covering it with oil, his tan skin glistens under the red lighting. “is this your first full body massage?”. he nods again. “my first massage ever. I don’t really do this. usually I work out but I’ve been stressed like hell. I need this”. he couldn’t see you and you know it, but you pout your lips anyway. “what’s got a gorgeous man like you so stressed?”. from above you could see his eyes closed, and a small dimple depressing into his cheek as he smiled, appreciating the compliment. “a lot actually. mainly the mother of my girls”. you squeeze another bit of oil into the palm of your hands and this time use them to work the muscles along his neck and arms. you were glad he was laying on his stomach, this mean he couldn’t see the surprised expression you were making.

“girls? you have kids?”. you ask awaiting an answer. to your surprise he nods his head. “yes two of them. they’re twins. lily and lana”. he groans again, making your heart pound that much harder. you distract yourself with conversation. “wow. twins?”. he nods. “you sound shocked”. “yeah I mean... you look like you’re way too young to be a dad. I guess I wasn’t expecting that”. you laugh a little. “I get that a lot”. your hands gradually moved to every part of his upper half, giving it the attention it craved. the fact that he was a dad surprised the hell out of you. he looked as though he was maybe 19, 20 maybe. either way it goes you already decided in your mind that he was an absolute dilf. you worked in silence for the time being, wallowing in the small sounds he made and trying to keep moisture from pooling between your legs in the process. now covered in oil and feeling hands move all around his body, jeongin didn’t know how much more of himself he could help. he was growing hard at the thought of your oily hands sliding up and down his cock. the massage was great. amazing even. but he needed something more. as you edged the towel down his waist he reached back and grabbed your wrist.

“before you continue, can you do me a favor?”. your mind spun at his question. “what is it?”. jeongin breathed. “you’re really good at your job and it’s working but I think I need something more— and I’ll pay you extra just to have if it you keep things confidential between us”. by now your heart was racing. you licked your lips, the room all of a sudden becoming much hotter. “what do you need?”.

“I need to fuck you”. you gulped at how straightforward he was. but the prompt wasn’t unwelcomed. you just didn’t know what to say. he sat up, feeling like maybe he went too far. “you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to I’m just really stressed and I need to take the edge off”. you chewed on the insides of your cheeks. “it’ll be confidential..right?”. he nods. “I won’t tell a soul”. truthfully you didn’t mind being used by him, only you didn’t know how to initiate things so you stood there awkwardly. “I don’t know what to do”. you spoke in a soft gentle voice, matching the vibe of the background music. he pulled you closer to him by the hem of your white masseuse coat, taking his fingers and unbuttoning the shirt you had underneath it. your voice vanished once his lips attached themselves to your nipples, suckling them obediently while groping the cheeks of your ass. you could only throw your head back and let air flow from your lips, the feeling of his soft lips on you was becoming indescribable. the more he sucked the more clothes he took off of you. your jacket was glided off your shoulders as well as your shirt and now he was working his hand around to the button of your pants. he refused to just shed your pants without feeling you first. so on that note his hand dipped into your panties and his fingers brush against your sopping wet lips. you gasp feeling them breach you, twisting and turning inside of you trying to feel the spot that made you make the most noise. they soon found what they were looking for eliciting unholy moans from your throat. “your moans are so fucking sexy”, he growled, becoming more animalistic in his ways, licking and biting your neck in lust.

his fingers moved at an excruciating pace in the ridges of your wet hole and you felt weaker at his touch. you were so clouded you hadn’t realize that he already snatched off your panties and you were fully nude, clinging against his oily body while he was finger fucking you into oblivion. the tent underneath the towel was evident, and he acted on it as soon as he felt his tip throbbing in need. he substitutes you on the table instead of himself, removing the towel around his waist and positioning you on your stomach. he pooled some oil in the palm of his hand and rubs it over your back and most importantly over the curve of your ass, watching your skin gleam before he tosses the now empty oil bottle on the floor. he uses his hand to feel your pussy lips from behind, sliding it in between your slit whilst pressing his wet lips against your ear. “just let me use you. I won’t be long”. he made his word his bond, using a veiny hand to grip the edge of the table for leverage and shoving his dick inside you just like that. you yelped, suddenly remembering that you had to keep your noises at a low volume. he sits up and grips the cheeks of your ass, watching the rolls in your backside become more prominent the more he fucked into you. “fuckk this is it”. he groaned now taking a slower pace just so he could hear your oily counterparts slap against each other. he threw his head back and licks his lips in daze, forgetting about his life’s troubles and focusing on the way your walls clenched around him so well. you bit the leather of the massage pillow trying to keep yourself from going insane.

he was riding your ass slow and steady, rocking his hips into your pussy and admiring how much he made you stutter over your words. his body was draped over yours and his hand wrapped around your neck, necklace sweeping along the nape, gifting you low groans and curse words into your ear every chance he got. the way the table creaked each time he thrusted was an ego booster. he smirks and tongue kisses your cheeks without a care in a world for what an oily mess you both were. “you’re going to make me fucking cum, you know that?” he exhaled in the darkest voice he could muster. your eyes drove to the back of your head as his dick drove deeper into you. his strokes were painfully slow but you enjoyed each and every one of them, the tip was hitting spots that you thought only your dildo at home could reach. fire stirred at the pit of your stomach. you could feel yourself gushing with each move of his waist and it was driving you up a wall.

“oh my god”. you whined weakly, making him throb harshly inside you. he took his time to softly kiss down the spine of your back and work his way back up again to the back of your neck. It felt quite nice actually, romantic if you will. he slides a free hand over to intertwine with yours, while his tongue licks the undersides of your neck before delicately kissing those places as well. his lips landed on yours unexpectedly and he kissed you so passionately and careful you could’ve mistaken him for being in love with you. he hastens his pace while his tongue roams your mouth almost as if it were searching for something. you didn’t know what to focus on more, his sloppy tongue kisses or your much needed orgasm that was a second away from rippling through your body. either way you weren’t prepared for them both. streams of white ran down your thighs and he felt it all and groaned much louder. when he felt himself get close he parted the cheeks of your ass just so he could see your pussy getting filled with his seed, unbeknownst to you that he had a thing for cream pies.

he didn’t even give you time to relapse from it, he takes your chin and lands another wet kiss on your lips with his body still hovering over your now exhausted one. “thank you so fucking much. I’ll be booking another appointment soon”.

[sungwanns]

YESS YOUR BOY HAN! even my friend who isn't a stay said that if she had to pick a bias from skz, it'd be him. and felix. wow i realize now she picked the twins HAHAHA

felix/changbin is a great combo! like i'd love to be friends with all of them, but those two in particular would be great fun all around (hopefully this means we'll be friends after this). i know they're the two i vibe with the most this recent comeback.

ohh and also that's so cool you've been around since 2018! i only joined last year, so i'm still really young in this fandom. as for favorite bias looks, hyunjin's is definitely the long blonde hair (i'm not even joking - it's what made me admit that i'm a stay) and minho's would be that gray-blue hair from the double knot era. now i'm curious what your favorite seungmin and han looks are!

and speaking of biases, are your favorite skzoo members also puppym and han quokka?

- your skznta ^^

AH sorry for the slightly late response!! Awe but the twins that’s so cute!! my friend also said she’d pick Felix ahaha he’s really just reeling them in😌 i can’t even lie he also got me into skz he’s just so happy and bubbly but is completely different when performing whew. But omg ofc!! I was hoping we could continue to be friends as well!! I vibe with them sm as well haha idk if you saw the newest skz code i only watched it yesterday but!! when chan and seungmin are trying to cook and they do it in such an organized way and they have all their steps laid out where as felix and changbin were like wandering around like what should we do first??😭 it took felix a second to find the rice and then him and changbin couldn’t decide what step to do first and seungmin turns to chan and he’s like … do you think they’ll be able to cook the rice ?? I was laughing so hard bc i do things the exact same way changlix was and my friends always react the same way as seungmin 😭 but being new to a fandom is always so exciting!! and it doesn’t matter how long you’ve been here really!! just the amount of love you give!!

but as for looks… whew okay let’s see!! I absolutely adore orange sung and also that really dark blue he only had for like a split second!! I remember when that came out of nowhere and i was like !!!??!????! and then it went away just as fast 😭 but also seungmin with purple hair… jisung seungmin im begging you bring these looks back but i totally agree with you on hyunjin’s long blond hair it looks so good on him!! i was so shocked when he cut it but he still looks so handsome!! but seungmin and jeongin keep telling him how good he looked with his long hair so if we’re lucky it’ll be back soon <<3

Ah let’s see!! i love puppym and han quokka but i also think that bbokari and foxiny are so adorable 😭😭 ofc i think they’re all cute but those are just so 🥺🥺 to me!! Do you have any favorites? and if you use spotify did you have skz in your top songs? and if so what song was the highest!!