#sohee lee

[evnseokz]

{ ☆ sensitive sohee, a thought }

pairing: established relationship! sohee x f. reader

contents: p in v, riding, making out, kissing, brief nipple play if you squint, vague body worship, sub-ish sohee, reader is on top, slight fluff at the end!

this isn’t super long cause it was just a thought that popped in my head but i hope you enjoy ^_^

thinking about how sensitive and vocal sohee is during intimate moments. i know he has the prettiest moans ever like have u heard his singing voice?! he’d be so whiny too, always telling you how good you were to him.

you’d be straddling his waist, his cock nestled deep inside you. his hands on your hips helping guide you. he’s a panting mess and you’ve barely started moving. you’re trailing kisses from his chest to his neck each one eliciting a moan from his throat. you’d drop your head back down to spend some time focusing on his nipples, swirling your tongue around each of them, his body shuddering in pleasure as whines spill from his lips.

you’re slowly bouncing yourself on his cock at the same time, and sohee is like putty in your hands. you lean forward to kiss him passionately while you ride his cock, small moans coming from your mouth as well. sohee whines into the kiss, hips bucking up to meet yours. he breaks away from the kiss to throw his head back, and you take this opportunity to litter kisses all over his neck, biting and sucking at the skin. he’s a moaning mess, but his sounds are like music to your ears. you smile into his skin, steadily rocking your hips against his.

you lick a stripe up the base of his neck, stopping when you get to his adam’s apple, and you kiss it lightly. you make your way back to his lips and start kissing him again. you can tell he’s close to cumming by the way he keeps squeezing his eyes shut, and breaking the kiss to moan. “so good to me” he moans into your mouth. you smile into the kiss, raking your hands through his hair as you start to speed up. “i-im close baby” he says, “i know, me too” your breathing starting to become more ragged as you felt your high approaching. sohee moves his hand down to your cunt, starting to rub circles on your clit as you both chase your highs.

sohee cums first, hips involuntarily thrusting into your tight cunt, thus leading to you cumming shortly there after. you hold eachother close as you ride out your orgasms, thrusts eventually coming to a halt as you both try to catch your breath. you kneel up a little letting his cock slip out of you, whining slightly at the loss of fullness. you giggle slightly before standing up and grabbing his hand, guiding him up from where you were seated. “come on my love, lets go clean up, yeah?” you tell him. he nods giving you a small smile as he follows you to the bathroom.

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[gyumibear]

Lotta-Latte? Lotta Love!

ᝰ.ᐟ synopsis — getting hired at your favorite coffee spot is one thing, but managing to survive being trained by your barista crush turned coworker is another...

ᝰ.ᐟpairing — manager!sohee x new!barista!reader ᝰ.ᐟ genre — smau, barista au, non idol au, coworkers to lovers, comedy, fluff, angst  ᝰ.ᐟ warnings — swearing, use of pet names, coworker relationships, playful bickering between friends, eunseok does NOT like yn at all, mutual pining if you squint

💬 — barista sohee you'll always be famous!! i love barista aus so much i hope it showed here... also, shotaro's part is next hehe! | divider creds: @/enchanthings-a

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[chiiyuuvv]

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boyfriend!sohee 150 > words

notes! part 1 of posting works originally written for my friends. I was looking up sohee headers on pinterest and he's just so cute :< hope he's doing well

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"Sunshine?" Sohee calls out, a smile lifting his lips when he finds you in his favorite hoodie, a pout on your lips. "Come here, baby," he lifts you up with ease, placing you on his warm bed before opening his arms to embrace you. "You've worked hard.. take a rest."

"But its too early," you lay your head down against his chest as he strokes your hair, his other hand rubbing up and down your back.

"So? Take a rest," He repeats, pulling the blanket up so it covers the both of you. "I'll sleep with you," He suggests, sinking into the bed to get comfortable. You let out a sigh, a nod leaving your head as you mindlessly agree with his words. Yawning when sohee pulls you closer, he presses a kiss against your forehead. "Good night, love."

︴bonus! a short, comforting fic for the study girlies <33

▸ taglist 📬 @eun-luv , @cake1box , @wccycc , @soul-is-a-strange-kid , @riize119 ,

@yeosayang , @lecheugo , @addictedtohobi , @yuniniverse , @bambisnc wow.. never thought i'd be tagging you guys again. this feels like a nice reunion <3 how have you been??

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[bang-chan-my-man]

Sohee Weverse Update

[dalliesque]

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RIIZE — Impossible

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꒰ png ' sohee × fem!reader, silly and fluFFFF. cw ' mentions of: curse words, cheating (as a joke). attachments ' 6 ꒱

yu notes : WANTMATTHEW ERA IS BACK GUYS yippie :3 i decided to start writing for riize as well since I BELIEVE AND MANIFESTED my boy seunghan is gonna be back by the next cb yuh !! i also just added riize to my taglist form so if you're interested don't forget to fill da form 🤌

[wontune]

☆ sohee [ riize ] lockscreens.

[s30ktthew]

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[jentlesitee]

★ WE BOTH LIKE APPLE CIDER — LCY

— ‘ your instagram as anton’s girlfriend ‘ —

MEMORIES ‘ bf!anton x f!reader ‘ — like or reblog if you enjoyed !

© jentlesitee

taglist open !

[myung-jaes]

USED TO THIS ― lee anton

PAIRING・❥・ anton x fem!reader

GENRE・❥・ social media au, college au, childhood best friends to lovers, mutual pining, slow burn, crack, fluff, angst, some written parts

SYNOPSIS・❥・ anton and yn are literally the epitome of childhood best friends, knowing each other from practically the day they were born with their parents being best friends upon their shared move from korea to the states. throughout the years, they’ve gone through their share of memories, rebounds, and earthquakes. despite this, they could never beat the “falling for your best friend” curse, even as they were separated with yn's move back to korea, it only worsening as anton followed in her steps. though rather than embracing their feelings, the two, with all their stubbornness, choose to bury it down, waiting for the day it all blows up.

WARNINGS・❥・VERY BAD JOKES (i’m trying 😓) profanity, violent jokes, yn and anton love to "jokingly" flirt with each other, but are the most oblivious people and have the worst communication when it comes to their feelings for each other so!!!! + lots of lovely runner mentions bc i’m the biggest anton ryu sunjae enthusiast 😓😓

STATUS・❥・ on-going

TAGLIST・❥・ open!

PLAYLIST・❥・ used to this — camila cabello. love 119 — riize. at my worst — pink sweat$. dress — taylor swift. but i like you — boynextdoor. get you — daniel caesar. nobody gets me — sza. cpr — summer walker. bad habit — steve lacy. open arms — sza. late night calls — p1harmony.

FEATURING ・❥・ot7 riize, ningning of aespa, intak of p1harmony, taesan of boynextdoor, hanni & minji of newjeans, ricky & gyuvin of zb1, taeyoung of cravity

PROFILES ― dress to impress | anton's kidnappers

001. bear filter fetish

002. COFFEE?? COFFEE!!! COFFEE <3333

003. hey upper east siders

004. yn exploded?!

005. oh my god, the voices

006. shawty if you down, i’m down too

007. A KID OUTDANCED WONBIN??

008. papa shotaro 😘

009. a hot new bombshell enters the villa

010. how do u swim on dry land

011. #ANTYN_OUT #YNTON_IN

012. oui, oui, baguette. bisous!

013. sungchan’s dating show

014. can we french kiss under the eiffel tower

015. just two best friends that kiss 🤣🤣

[wonbinini]

💤. falling asleep in your bf anton’s embrace

genre: fluff

wc: 312 words

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The night air was cool as you curled up on the couch, wrapped in a thick blanket. The soft hum of the television played in the background, but neither you nor Anton were really paying attention. Instead, you were tangled together in a quiet embrace, his arm draped lazily over your waist while your head rested against his chest.

“You’re so comfortable Ant,” you mumbled sleepily, nuzzling closer.

Anton chuckled, his voice low and soothing. “You always say that.”

“Because it’s true,” you murmured, feeling the steady rise and fall of his breathing beneath you. His warmth, his scent—everything about him felt like home.

His hand slipped under the hem of your sweatshirt, his palm warm against the small of your back. His touch was slow and lazy, fingertips brushing lightly over your skin in soothing circles. The sensation sent a shiver through you, not from cold, but from the quiet intimacy of it—how natural and familiar it felt to have him hold you like this.

“You okay babe?” Anton whispered, his voice laced with fondness as he felt you melt further against him.

You nodded, eyes fluttering shut. “Mhm. Feels nice.”

A soft chuckle rumbled from his chest. “You’re so sleepy,” he murmured, his fingers continuing their slow, comforting movements along your back. The gentle stroke of his hand made you feel weightless, like you could float away into dreams without a single worry.

Anton shifted slightly, pulling the blanket up over your shoulders before pressing a kiss to your temple. “Go to sleep,” he whispered. “I’m not going anywhere.”

His fingers traced one last, lingering path up your spine before settling at your waist, holding you close. You sighed in contentment, breathing in his warmth, his scent, everything that made you feel safe.

“I love you,” you mumbled, barely conscious.

His arms tightened around you, his lips brushing over your forehead in a lingering kiss. “I love you too.”

And with that, you drifted into a peaceful sleep, completely safe in his embrace.

[dailylcy]

A DIFFERENT EQUATION - an anton lee oneshot

이찬영 “ ”the right side of my neck, still smells like you”

⊹₊⟡⋆ pairing. nerd!anton x popular girl!reader MINORS DNI

genre. smut 𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀 word count. 1.4k — a/n. first post of best month of the year!! ( bini seokie n toni bday month ) :3 ( also this is my first time writing smut pls forgive if its not that good i tried my best ) playlist i listened to while writing. playlist

synopsis. Anton Lee is a quiet genius, he’s probably more comfortable with equations than people — until the popular girl from his math class asks him for tutoring. What starts as a study session quickly turns into something else, proving that even the shyest nerds know how to take control.

warnings. unprotected sex‎ ( dont!! ), anton got a size kink, fingering in semi public ? tell me if i missed anything

the library was quiet, all you could hear was the faint rustle of pages and the occasional cough echoing through the room. Anton Lee —also known as Lee Chanyoung to those who cared enough — sat next to a table at the back, his nose buried in a thick calculus textbook. His dark hair fell messily over his forehead, the part you couldn’t see was beneath the hood of his oversized gray sweatshirt. glasses on his nose, slipping slightly as he scribbled equations in his notebook, his long, slender fingers moving with precision. He wore loose black jeans, the ends brushing against his sneakers, and a faint flush colored his cheeks from the hot air. At 6’2, he towered over most people when standing, but seated like this, he seemed almost normal — a nerd in his natural state .

The faint scent of old books and polished wood filled the space, the late afternoon sun streaming through tall windows and casting golden streaks across the floor. Anton barely even noticed the world around him, lost in numbers and formulas, until a shadow fell over his page. He glanced up, and nearly dropped his pencil. it was you, the popular girl everyone whispered about since you joined — confident, smiley, and completely out of his league. Your hair was styled in loose waves, framing your face, and you wore a fitted crop top that hugged your curves, paired with a short pleated skirt that moved a little everytime you shifted your weight. The faint shimmer of lipgloss caught the light, and your presence always carried a subtle floral scent that cut through the musty library air.

“Hey, Anton” you said, your voice smooth and casual, like you hadn’t just flipped his entire world upside down by knowing his name. You leaned against the table, your hip brushing the edge of it, and he swallowed hard, his eyes darting to where your skirt rode up slightly, revealing some of your thigh. “I heard you’re like, a genius at math. and I’m totallyyyy failing calculus, so I thought I could use some help. You free?”

Anton’s mouth went dry. He pushed his glasses up, stuttering, he said “Uh, y-yeah, I mean, sure. I can help, I will help you.” His gaze lingered on you, your size difference even more apparent now that you were so close — he could see the way your body curved close up, how small you looked compared to him, and it sparked something deep in his chest. It was his kink that he’d never admit out loud, but it was there.

You slid into the chair beside him, scooting close enough that your knee brushed his under the table. “Great” you said, pulling out your textbook and flipping it open. “Let’s start with this chapter. I don’t get any of it!” Your tone was light, but there was something in your eyes that made his stomach twist.

He nodded, trying to focus as he Explained derivatives to you, his voice soft as always. But then your hand rested on his thigh — just a light touch at first, fingers brushing over the fabric of his jeans. He froze mid-sentence, his breath hitching. “Keep going” you whispered, your lips curving into a smirk as your hand slid higher, teasing him slowly. Anton’s heart pounding, his composure cracking as heat flooded his system. He glanced around — nobody was near you two, the stacks of books shielding you both from view — and then back at you, your gaze locked on his, daring him.

His hand trembled as it found your knee, sliding up your bare thigh until his fingers brushed the hem of your skirt. You didn’t flinch, not even once, instead, you parted your legs slightly, like an invitation he couldn’t ignore. “You’re gonna get us caught” he whispered, voice rougher than he intended, but he didn’t stop. His fingers slipped under your skirt, tracing the edge of your panties before pushing them aside. You were already wet, and he bit his lip hard to stifle a groan as he slid one finger inside you, then two, amazed at how tight you felt around him.

Your breath hitched, but you masked it with a cough, leaning forward as if studying the book. Anton’s free hand gripped the table’s edge, his knuckles white, while his other hand worked you slowly, his thumb circling around your clit with a precision that mirrored his math skills. The contrast drove him wild — your small frame squirming against his big one, the way you fit so perfectly around his fingers. “Anton” you whispered, voice shaky, “faster.” He listened immediately, his movements growing more intense, the slick sound barely audible over the library’s hum. Your hand clamped over your mouth as you came, thighs trembling, and he watched your face, mesmerized, as you unraveled for him.

“C’mon” he muttered, pulling his hand back and wiping it discreetly on his jeans. “My dorm. Now.” His tone left no room for argument, the shy nerd was now replaced by something hungrier. You nodded, grabbing your bag, and followed him out, panties full with your own release. the air between you filling with unspoken need.

Anton’s dorm was a small, cluttered space on the third floor of the campus residence hall. Posters of rock bands and a periodic table all over the walls, books stacked neatly on the desk. The bed was unmade, sheets tangled, and the faint scent of his cologne — something woody and clean — He locked the door behind you, turning to face you with a look that made your knees weak. That nerdy boy from your math class was long gone ; this Anton was all sharp with quiet intensity, where was he hiding all this?

He stepped closer, towering over you, and cupped your face with his hands -that you thought were bigger than your head- “You’re so fucking small” he muttered, almost to himself, his thumb brushing your lower lip. Then he kissed you — hard, messy, all teeth and tongue, like he’d been starving for it. You stumbled back toward the bed, and he followed your steps, taking off his sweatshirt to reveal a broad frame, his t-shirt clinging to his biceps.

He pushed you onto the mattress, climbing over you, his weight pressing you down as he yanked your skirt up and panties off in one swift move. “Been thinking about this, for so damn long” he admitted, voice low, undoing his jeans buttons with shaky hands. His cock sprang free—thick, veiny, and intimidatingly long — and you gasped softly, feeding that size kink he couldn’t hide. He didn’t bother with a condom, neither of you cared right then.

Anton lined himself up, the tip brushing your soaked entrance, and started thrusting into you, groaning loud as your pussy clenched around him. “Fuck, you’re so tight for me” he said, hands gripping your waist hard enough to bruise. He set a brutal pace, fastening it each time he thrusted into you, the bed creaking under his force. Your legs wrapped around his waist, but he still loomed over you, his broad shoulders and height making you feel tiny, helpless beneath him.

Sweat showed on his forehead as he fucked you stupid — your moans turning into broken gasps, eyes rolling back as he hit every spot inside you. His glasses fogged up, slipping down his nose, and he took them off, tossing them aside without breaking sounds. “So good for me huh?” he panted, one hand sliding up to squeeze your breast through your top, the other pinning your wrist above your head. The room filled with the sounds of his heavy breathing and your whimpers.

He pulled out suddenly, flipping you onto your tummy, and yanked you up before slamming back in. “Look at you” he growled, “taking me like this.” His hand fisted your hair, tugging just enough to make you arch, and the new angle had you seeing stars. Cum dripped down your thighs — his and yours mixing in a sticky mess as he chased his release, fucking you through the overstimulation until he came spilling inside you with a choked moan. Thick ropes of cum coated your walls, some leaking out as he slowed, his chest heaving.

Anton collapsed beside you, both of you breathless, the thick air filled with sweat and sex. He glanced over, a shy smile tugging at his lips despite everything, and he muttered a “Uh… you okay?” The nerd was back, but the glint in his eye said he’d do it again in a heartbeat.

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[evnseokz]

{ ☆ 1 am - l.sh }

pairing: needy! sub! sohee x f. reader

contents: flustered, needy, sub! sohee, reader takes the lead, handjob, praise, pet names, baby, my love, sohee cries at one point, he is severely sexually frustrated!!

a.n: no thoughts just sohee, w.c: 776

sohee was hot, too hot. it was 1 am, and he couldn’t stop tossing and turning, sweat dripping from his temples. he was trying so hard not to wake you, who was sleeping peacefully next to him, but he couldn’t take it anymore. his cock was painfully hard, and he had no idea why or what to do. he turned back on his stomach, quiet whimpers leaving his lips as he lightly rutted his hips into the mattress, desperate for some kind of friction. 

you feel him stirring next to you, his whines waking you up. you rub your eyes, a yawn escaping your lips. “sohee?” you sit up slightly, looking over at where he lays beside you. when he doesn’t respond, you sit up more, turning to the other side to turn the lamp on. 

 “sohee, baby,” you grab his shoulder, turning him to face you. his face is beat red, lip tucked between his teeth as he looks at you. your eyes go wide at his state. “sohee? what’s wrong?” you question him. “y/n, make it better. please,” he pleads with glossy eyes. confusion is written all over your face, but when sohee pulls the covers back, you instantly understand what the problem is.

 the tent in his shorts is rock hard, begging to be freed. you gulp, “sit up for me, baby.” you use your hands, which are on his shoulders, to help guide him to where he’s leaning against the headboard. you notice a tear slip from his glossy eyes, clearly frustrated with his state. your hand moves to his face, caressing his cheek lightly. “it’s okay, i’m right here,” you try to comfort the boy in front of you. he melts into your touch, and you move yourself to straddle his thighs, leaving just enough room between the two of you to free his cock. 

 he shudders when your hand brushes against the waistband of his shorts. his breathing was uneven, chest heaving. “breathe for me,” you coo, moving your hand to rest over his heart. you maintain eye contact with him, trying to calm him down. he visibly eases, breath steadying itself. you move your hand back down to pull his shorts and underwear down, letting his cock spring free. he hisses at the feeling of the cold air. when you wrap your hand around the base of his cock, he sighs, and a low whimper erupts from his throat.

 you slowly start to move your hand up and down his cock, throbbing and needy. his head is thrown back against the headboard, pants leaving his lips. his skin is flushed, his body trembling in pleasure. “doing such a good job,” you coo, and his hands that were once by his sides have traveled to grip your thighs on either side of him. your hand travels up to the head of his cock, and you swipe your thumb over the tip slowly. his hips buck into your fist, words coiled at his throat, coming out as broken sobs, wanting more. “does that feel good?” you question, already knowing the answer. he nods frantically. 

 “don’t stop. please don’t stop,” he pants, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. you continue your ministrations, speeding up slightly. his eyes are squeezed shut, and you can feel his cock throbbing under your touch. you lean forward, connecting your lips to his, while still stroking him at a steady pace. he kisses you back frantically and desperately, moans falling from his lips and into your mouth. you feel his hips start to buck up into your hand uncontrollably, his lips separating from yours only to moan out your name. his legs shake beneath you, and his knuckles are turning white from the grip he has on your thighs. his load is hot and heavy when it shoots from his cock, coating your hand as you help him ride out his orgasm. 

 once he’s completely emptied himself, you remove your hand from his cock, grabbing a tissue off the nightstand to wipe yourself and him off. you shimmy his shorts back up and move yourself a little further up his lap. your hands find his face as you bring his gaze to meet yours. his skin is still flushed, and his lips are red and swollen. he looks so beautiful like this, you thought to yourself. “do you feel better, my love?” you ask, your sweet voice bringing him back to reality. he melts into your touch, head nodding slowly. “thank you,” he says, his big brown eyes making your heart jump out of your chest. you smile at him.

“let’s go to sleep now, yeah?”

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[taojjang]

★ riize and their kinks

pairing: bf!riize x fem!reader, genre: suggestive + smut, warnings: sexual themes, dacryphilia, humiliation, size kink, degrading, praise kink, bondage, cum play (?)

shotaro . . . loves seeing you cry.

something about the trails of tears down your cheeks and the weak sobs that leave your lips drives him insane. he strives to make you feel so good to the point of sobbing while he's working into you. he loves making you beg for him to go easier on you, crying for mercy. or even better,

crying for more.

eunseok . . . loves seeing the glint of shame in your eyes when he's touching you.

something about the way you hide against his chest with pink cheeks after he tells his friends how good you taste is so adorable. so adorable that he'd do anything to see it again. in public outings or social gatherings, he likes to trail his fingers up your thighs and watch your eyes dart to him with heat rising to your face. in dire situations, he'd sneak his hand up your skirt and run his finger over the damp spot in your panties, watching you squirm beneath his touch, holding back shaky moans.

you're just too adorable.

sungchan . . . loves how easily you fit into his grip.

at first, he'd always feel guilty for getting hard when you were so eager to hug him, wrapping your arms around his neck and standing on your tippy toes to reach his shoulders. but how could he remain calm when all he could think of was pinning your small hands above your head while driving into you? he especially loves how snug he fits inside of you, loving the way your eyes light up when he says, "you take me so well, princess."

he knew your body was made for him.

wonbin . . . loves seeing the darkness in your eyes as you ride him.

the knot in his stomach always seems to tighten whenever your grip on his hair tightens, pulling his head up to face you, spewing dirty words at him. "you're a fucking mess for me, wonbin." you'd tease, laughing at his ruined appearance. he'll always be a loser for you; melting under your touch, waiting for your next commands.

he's all yours.

seunghan . . . loves the little smile on your face when he calls you a good girl.

he's always been nothing but sweet to you throughout your entire relationship, giving you soothing kisses of sweet reassurance at any given chance. but he'd treat you especially well in bed. at times, he'd get a little too carried away when you give him full possession of your body, tugging on you harder than usual or biting your neck hard enough to leave marks. but none of that mattered when he's whispering sweet shushes into your ear. "you're such a sweet girl.. you treat me so well, angel." he'd whisper, earning sweet moans from you.

you're his angel, and he works endlessly to prove it.

sohee . . . loves the sight of you bound beneath him.

sohee loves when you take charge, leaning him down on the bed, using him to your heart's content. but something about the helpless look in your eyes as gentle "please"s leave your lips while he's tying you to the bed is so intoxicating. his heart can't seem to relax as he watches your restless squirms in the grasp of the ropes around your arms and chest. he could spend hours taking in your beauty; the way the ropes enhance the plumpness of your tits in its grip, the way your hips slightly rock at the sensation of the rope hovering above your clit, and of course those adorable eyes that look up at him, begging for his touch.

he loves knowing you need him.

anton . . . loves marking you, painting you as his.

he gets weak in the knees when he thinks of being deep inside you, painting your insides with his seed. anton will not think twice before cumming onto you, anywhere and everywhere. when you're on your knees taking him in your throat, he can't help but pull out and watch your eyes squeeze shut as his warmth spills down your pretty face. or when you're extra needy in public, asking him to meet you in the bathroom for an "emergency," pounding into you against the stall door, making sure every spare drop stays inside of you to avoid making a mess. he grins, walking out of that bathroom knowing his cum is dripping from your messy cunt.

he loves making a mess out of you.

[haobae]

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[bang-chan-my-man]

Sohee 10/3/24 Weverse Update

[ddksoo]

Pictures RIIZE send you of bf!Anton

warnings: none, just lots of fluff

requests are open!

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