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[authorhjk1]

Lewd thoughts on aespa getting caught by their partner playing by themselves instead of waiting for them 👁️

Karina

Karina's eyes are wide open when she sees you standing in the door. The pillow she has been grinding on shows off a visible wet spot, suggesting that she isn't wearing panties under her skirt.

"This-This isn't what it looks like."

She feels shame colouring her cheeks as you look at her exposed tits, her top bunched up above them.

"I was only gone for 10 minutes and you couldn't help yourself?"

"S-Sorry, I've just been so...so needy lately."

Karina bites her lip as she glances at your crotch.

"That explains why you were grinding on me last night when I woke up."

Once more, Karina sinks her head in shame. But when she looks up at you, she catches your teasing smirk, which makes her regain her confidence.

"This pillow isn't really doing it for me."

She gets on all fours and crawls to the edge of the bed.

"Maybe I can ride something else?"

Giselle

You wanted to surprise your girlfriend for Valentine's day with a bouquet of roses, chocolate and some jewelry. But you couldn't help yourself, you wanted to give her a jump scare when she'd come back home. That's why you hid inside her closet. And when she did come home, you were about to jump out. But before you could, you saw Giselle opening a drawer of her nightstand. She asked you to not look inside of it and you respected her wish, that's why you're now so curious to see what's in it.

To your surprise, Giselle takes out what seems to be a dildo. You didn't expect that. You watch how she lies down on her stomach on top of her mattress. She placed the dildo in front of her. You expected her to pleasure herself with it, but Giselle is starting to suck the dildo off. You know that she loves giving head, but you didn't expect her being this into it. Your cock is completely hard by now as you hear Giselle slightly choking as she tries to fit most of the dildo inside her mouth.

Giselle yelps in surprise when you finally open the door. She's stunned, embarrassed, speechless. You see her glancing at your face, your crotch, the gifts in your hand and back to your face.

"I-"

Instead of giving her time to explain, you put the gifts to the side and undo your pants. Giselle's confusion quickly turns into lust as you pull off your boxers as well. You expect her to just wait for you to come closer, but instead, Giselle moves to the edge of the bed and turns around. She's now lying on her back and as she lets her head hang off the edge, you know what she has in mind.

"Happy Valentine's Day, baby."

Winter

"Alright, thank you"

You hang up and walk back to the bedroom. You were about to go down on a half naked Winter when you got a phone call. At first you considered letting it go to voicemail, but you knew it was important.

As you now step into the room, you're surprised by what you see. Your relationship with Winter is still quite fresh and the two of you haven't had that much sex yet. And the sex you had was always on the softer side.

But now Winter is lying on your bed, her tight body on full display. The fingers of her right hand are knuckles deep inside her pussy, while her left hand is squeezing her small tits.

"Ruin me, daddy. Make me a slut."

She moans and you can hear how wet her pussy is.

You haven't seen this side of Winter before. And she never called you daddy either. Her eyes are closed though, so you doubt she knows you're watching her.

"I'm such a bad girl. I'm addicted to your cock like a whore, daddy."

Her words are dripping with lust and you hold your breath, not wanting her to stop.

"Everytime you fuck me you're rearranging my insides. My body is too small for your cock, but it just feels so good when you break me, daddy!"

Winter's voice is getting louder and you can see her arching her back off the mattress.

You silently walk towards her, unable to hold back any longer. When you reach the bed, you must have made a sound, because Winter's eyes suddenly shoot open. Surprise, shame, embarrassment, her face displays all kinds of emotions as she looks up at you.

You lean over her, placing your left hand over hers, which makes her fingers slip in deeper into her pussy. Your other hand supports your weight as you place it right next to her head.

"What a bad girl you are. Touching yourself while I'm on the phone."

Her embarrassment is now fully replaced by a look of shock. Winter's mouth is slightly open and she's just waiting for your next move.

"Is this how bad you need my cock? Daddy is going to fuck and punish you like the slut you are."

Winter whimpers, her eyes wide open, but she can't say anything as her juices start to stain the sheets underneath her.

Ningning

"You couldn't wait 5 minutes, could you?"

Ningning shakes her head. She is biting her lip, one strap of her dress is already half way off her shoulder, her heels only dangling on her toes. She's lying in bed, her delicate hand playing with her clit.

The two of you haven't been on a date in ages and so it seems like your wife really enjoyed the night. After you just made sure your children are sleeping, you join her on the bed.

"The next time you tease me like that, I won't wait until we're home."

You whisper into her neck as your hands glide along every curve of her body. Throughout the whole dinner Ningning used one of her naked feet to touch your legs and at one point flat out rubbed your cock through your pants under the table.

"Is that a promise?"

Her breath hitches when your lips move from her neck down to her collarbone.

[chrissssssmut]

YANDERE Winter from aespa being a friendly schoolmate, sees Karina being a little kind to you day by day as you become friends, before Winter goes berserk calling Karina a b*tch (lowkey could torture or k*ll her, would be kinda hot ngl), before Winter goes and dominates your world, warning you to love her and only her always.

👀

BENEATH THE SMILE

Yandere Winter x Male Reader feat. Karina

AN: Okay so this might be the last one I am writing for this week. I am super exhausted 😆😭. I literally wrote this after making the An Yujin one XD. Enjoy!🙏♥️

Winter had once been Edenvale Academy’s golden student. Everyone knew her as the sweet, caring girl who always went out of her way to help others. She was a shining example of kindness, always with a smile, always ready to lend a hand. If a classmate struggled with homework, Winter would offer to tutor them. If someone was feeling down, she was the first to comfort them. Her reputation was flawless, and her charm was unmatched. She made people feel seen, heard, and appreciated.

But as time went on, something began to change in her. At first, it was subtle. A tiny flicker of irritation when she noticed Karina talking to you a bit too much. Winter, the kind girl who’d once been praised for her selflessness, found herself gritting her teeth at the sight of Karina laughing at your jokes.

It was only a few months ago that Winter had smiled brightly at you and asked how your day had been, her voice warm and inviting. “Did you understand the math problem from class today? If you didn’t, I could help you after school,” she’d offered, her eyes full of kindness.

You had gratefully accepted, eager to get her assistance.

But now, those smiles felt like they were painted on. Her kindness was becoming suffocating, almost possessive. And it all started when Karina started spending more time with you.

“Hey, are you going to the school event tomorrow?” Winter asked one afternoon, her tone light but her eyes narrowing slightly when she saw Karina approach you.

“I was thinking about it,” you replied, glancing at Karina who was standing just a few feet away. Karina smiled at you, raising an eyebrow playfully.

Winter’s voice suddenly became sharper, though she tried to mask it with forced cheer. “You know, Karina’s always so sociable. I think she’ll be there for sure.” Her eyes flickered toward Karina, lingering just a moment too long. “You know, she really enjoys the attention, doesn’t she?”

Karina blinked, taken aback by the implication. “What do you mean by that?”

Winter’s smile didn’t waver, but there was a coldness creeping into her voice. “Oh, nothing. Just that she’s always so eager to be around you. But then again, I guess she always has been, huh?”

You, not understanding where this was coming from, tried to smooth things over. “I think we’re all just friends here, Winter.”

Winter’s smile grew tighter, her grip on her bag a little too firm. “Oh, I’m sure,” she said. But her voice dropped, low and almost mocking, “But some people don’t always know their place, do they?”

As the days passed, Winter’s mood became more unpredictable. She no longer walked through the halls with that radiant smile. Instead, her steps were heavy, her eyes always darting to where Karina was. If you and Karina exchanged a glance or a laugh, Winter’s face would twist, her lips curling into a smile that never quite reached her eyes.

It all came to a head one day after lunch, when she caught Karina talking to you in the courtyard.

“You know, I’ve been meaning to ask you about that essay. You really did an amazing job on it,” Karina said, leaning in a little closer to you as she spoke. You could see her giving you a flirty smile.

Winter, watching from a distance, felt her blood boil. She stormed over to the two of you, her footsteps loud against the concrete.

“Oh, you two seem close,” she said sweetly, her voice almost saccharine as she slid between you and Karina, wrapping her arm around your shoulders possessively. “What’s going on here?”

Karina looked at her, confused by the sudden tension. “We were just talking about the essay. It was a lot of work, but I think we’ve got it figured out.”

Winter’s grip tightened on your shoulder, a smile still plastered on her face. “Really?” she asked, her voice dripping with mock sweetness. “Funny, because I don’t remember you being all that interested in essays before.”

Karina’s brow furrowed, sensing the shift in Winter’s tone. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Winter leaned in, her face too close to Karina’s, and her voice dropped to a whisper. “It means that I see what you’re doing. Trying to worm your way into his life. But it’s not going to work.”

Karina blinked, shocked by the words. “What are you talking about?” she asked, genuinely confused.

Winter’s gaze flickered to you, and she smiled. “He’s mine. And if you think you can just take him, you’re sadly mistaken.”

That night, Winter put her plan into motion. She approached Karina with an innocent smile, her eyes wide with mock concern. “Hey,” Winter said softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, “I’ve been thinking about what happened earlier. Maybe I overreacted. I just got caught up in my feelings.” Her voice was sweet, almost apologetic.

Karina, ever the forgiving person, smiled back. “It’s alright, Winter. I get it. I was a little forward. It won’t happen again.”

Winter’s smile became unsettling. “Actually, I was thinking… maybe we could hang out tonight? Just the two of us. I could really use a night to catch up.”

Karina, who had no idea what was coming, agreed. “Sure, that sounds nice.”

And so, she showed up at Winter’s house later that evening, unaware of what awaited her.

When Karina stepped through the door, everything went dark.

The next thing she knew, she was tied to a chair, her head throbbing from a blow to the back of her skull. She could barely make out the shape of Winter standing in front of her, her once gentle smile now twisted into something cold and calculating.

“Winter?” Karina gasped, fear creeping into her voice. “What is this?”

Winter crouched down in front of her, her hands gently brushing Karina’s hair back. “Oh, Karina,” she cooed mockingly. “You should’ve stayed away. I’ve been patient. But now you’ve pushed me too far.”

“Winter, what the hell are you doing?!” Karina shouted, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and confusion. “Let me go!”

Winter tilted her head, her eyes dark with menace. “No. You don’t get to play innocent anymore. You’ve been trying to steal him from me for weeks, and now it’s time to teach you a lesson.”

She grabbed Karina’s face with an iron grip, squeezing her cheeks painfully, forcing her to look into her eyes. “I’ve tried to be nice, Karina. But now you’re just a problem. A problem I’m going to get rid of.”

Karina’s heart raced, her eyes filling with tears. “Please,” she whispered, her voice breaking, “I never wanted any of this.”

Winter laughed, but it was hollow, devoid of the warmth she once exuded. “It’s too late for that now.”

Meanwhile, you were left bewildered. Karina had suddenly cut ties with you, leaving you with a dozen questions and no answers. You called her, desperately asking what had happened. But all you received was silence. Your confusion turned to worry, so you did what anyone would do: you asked her for her location.

When Winter answered her phone, her voice was eerily calm. “She’s with me,” Winter said, sounding almost pleased with herself. “You should come here, see for yourself what happens when you let someone get too close.”

“Winter, where is she? What’s going on?” you demanded, trying to make sense of everything.

Winter’s voice softened, but there was a strange edge to it. “Just come here. It’s time you understood who belongs with you.”

You rushed to Winter’s house, your stomach in knots. The door was unlocked when you arrived, and you entered, calling out for Karina. The silence was deafening.

When you stepped further inside, you heard Winter’s soft voice behind you. “I’ve been waiting for you,” she whispered, sending a chill down your spine.

A sharp pain seared through your side as she pressed a knife against you, a harsh reminder of what she was capable of. “Now you’ll see the truth,” Winter murmured. “You belong to me.”

She led you toward Karina, whose face was streaked with tears and bruises. As she tied you up beside her, Winter’s touch was possessive, claiming you in front of Karina.

“You see, Karina?” Winter sneered. “He’s mine. And now you’ll never get him.”

Karina sobbed, her voice barely a whisper. “Winter, please, just let us go…”

Winter’s eyes gleamed with delight as she turned to you. “You promised, didn’t you? You said you’d stay with me.”

You nodded, your heart heavy with the weight of your words. “I promise. I’ll stay.”

With that, Karina was freed, but not without a warning. If she ever spoke of what had happened, Winter would kill both of you.

At school, life went on. The students whispered about how perfect Winter and you were as a couple. How everyone envied your relationship, wishing they could find someone like Winter—someone so kind, so devoted, so perfect. They had no idea about the darkness that lurked beneath her smile, and you could only watch silently, knowing the truth.

As you walked down the hall one day, you overheard a group of students talking near the lockers.

“I’m so jealous of them,” one girl said, her voice dreamy. “Winter and him, they’re like the perfect couple. So cute together.”

“I know! They’re always so lovey-dovey,” another girl replied with a giggle. “I wish I had someone like him. He’s so sweet, and Winter’s just the perfect girlfriend. They seem like a fairytale.”

Another student chimed in. “Ugh, I wish I had that kind of relationship. They’re just so… perfect. I can’t even imagine what it’d be like to have someone care about you like that.”

You could hear the envy and admiration in their voices, oblivious to the truth behind Winter’s twisted version of love.

And as you passed by, your eyes met Karina’s. She looked away quickly, her expression full of silent pain. You could only offer a look of regret, knowing that the world would never know the truth about what happened to you both.

And Winter? She stood beside you, her grip on your arm tight, a smile that hid a thousand secrets.

[deariroha]

what's wrong with me?

i think im fine.

i think its just you.

[bambieheeseunglee]

Bro was definitely pissed off!

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[chrissssssmut]

Could you write a han sohee x male reader story that’s slice of life/realistic? Thank you!

Almost, Always.

Han So-hee x Male Reader

AN: Felt really sad today so i decided to make this request. I actually finished 3 stories but will upload if i feel like it hehe. ♥️

Seoul in winter always felt like a memory—soft, fleeting, and cold in a way that seeped into your bones if you let it. The city pulsed with neon signs and the chatter of people slipping into warm cafés, the scent of roasted chestnuts lingering in the air.

You weren’t sure why you agreed to meet her.

Maybe it was curiosity. Maybe it was nostalgia. Or maybe, deep down, you always knew you’d say yes.

Han So-hee.

She was waiting by the café window when you arrived, a wool coat draped over her shoulders, her hair tucked neatly behind one ear. You used to tease her about that, how she always had to make sure at least one side of her face was showing. She once told you it was a habit from childhood, something about being called "too pretty to hide." You remember laughing, telling her she was ridiculous, and she had smiled—that rare, unguarded smile that made you forget how to breathe.

That was years ago.

Now, she looked up, her eyes scanning the room until they landed on you. There was a flicker of something—recognition, hesitation, maybe even relief. But it was gone before you could name it.

"You're late," she murmured as you slid into the seat across from her.

"You asked me to come last minute," you countered, shaking the cold from your jacket.

A ghost of a smile. "Still bad at taking responsibility, I see."

You wanted to say, And you still love pushing my buttons. But instead, you exhaled a quiet laugh, the warmth of the café barely reaching the spaces in you that still ached.

The conversation started carefully, like tiptoeing across a frozen lake. She asked about your work. You asked about hers. She told you about Paris—how she got lost in Montmartre, how she missed Korean food so much she cried over an overpriced bowl of instant ramen. You told her about your new apartment, how it didn’t feel like home yet.

There were moments when it almost felt normal, like no time had passed at all. But the silences stretched longer between words, settling between you like the weight of everything unspoken.

"So why did you ask me to meet you?" you finally asked.

She hesitated, fingers tracing the rim of her cup. Then, softly—"I just wanted to see if it still hurt."

Your breath caught.

You swallowed hard. "Does it?"

She looked up then, and you wished she hadn’t. Because her eyes held everything—the quiet ache, the regret, the love that never fully left.

"A little," she admitted. "But not in the way I thought it would."

"How did you think it would?"

She exhaled, her breath fogging the window beside her. "I thought it would feel like reopening a wound. But it's not like that. It’s more like…" She searched for the words. "More like pressing on an old bruise, just to see if it’s still there."

Your fingers curled around your cup. Yeah. You knew exactly what she meant.

Outside, the first snowfall of the season had begun, tiny white specks drifting down under the glow of streetlights. People walked by, some alone, some huddled together, their laughter muffled by the glass.

"I loved you," she said suddenly.

Your heart clenched. "I know."

"And you loved me."

You nodded, because there was no point in denying it. "Yeah."

She smiled, but it was a sad kind of smile, the kind you give when you've already made peace with something. "We were good once, weren’t we?"

You felt your throat tighten. We were everything. But instead, you just whispered, "Yeah."

She reached across the table then, hesitating for only a second before her fingers brushed against yours. Her touch was warm. Familiar. It sent a thousand memories rushing back—lazy Sunday mornings, the way she’d laugh when you kissed the tip of her nose, the quiet comfort of just existing together.

And then, just as quickly, she pulled away.

"I should go," she said, reaching for her coat.

You nodded, though every part of you wanted to say, Stay. Just a little longer.

She stood, wrapping the scarf around her neck. For a moment, she just looked at you, like she was memorizing the moment, the version of you that existed here, now.

"Take care," she murmured.

And then she was gone, disappearing into the city, her footsteps swallowed by the snow.

You sat there for a while, staring at the empty chair across from you, the warmth of her lingering in the space between your fingers.

Outside, the snow kept falling.

Some things melted away.

Some things stayed.

BRO THIS SHIT MADE ME SAD NGL T_T

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[deariroha]

everybody's falling in love

spoilers (warning! might change the whole thing!)

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