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[dehydrated-for-donghae]

Headcanon: Spitting with Super Junior

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I don't have an explanation for this ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ it just sort of happened. Whoops, oh well, what a shame.

No Ryeowook, 'cuz he's married.

Leeteuk

Colour this mother hen shocked. Why on earth would you want him to spit on you? But then… if it comes up organically, perhaps in the form of a strand of saliva linking your lips after a particularly ardent kiss… he’ll be curious enough to try it. Nothing too hardcore, he’s definitely not going to spit in your eye, probably a good thing that doesn’t sound too sexy but his lips do look luscious when he lets you treat your tongue like a lipgloss. So lick away and be prepared for some very messy (borderline feral) making out. His mouth isn’t the only thing that’s going to end up soaked.

Heechul

You would have to be out of your motherfucking mind to think this would go well. No.

Yesung

Okay I’m just going to say it. Yesung is filth. It doesn’t always have to be kinky fun times, vanilla is always available and on the table. Yesung is an excellent lay either way. But… my question is, why? Why would you pass up a chance on the spicy stuff? He’ll pin you down, or tie you up, get you in whatever position that you’re most comfortable with, and then he is going to go to town. He’s going to soak your skin, mouthing you all over until it looks like you’ve been swimming. He’ll spit hard if you ask him to, but he’s just as happy to let his drool and gravity work it out between themselves. And when he’s finally fucking you, leaning back with your legs wrapped around his waist so he can watch your whole body stutter on his cock, he’s going to look you in the eyes while he lets his spit drip from his perfect mouth directly onto your already-overstimulated clit. And, even better, he’s a switch. He’s more than happy to spend all his attention on you, but if you take charge… it is going to get messy. Good thing he’s got an excellent recovery rate.

Shindong

I can’t see him being into this. I’m not saying Shindong isn’t kinky or maybe I am, I just can’t see him enjoying this. Maybe it’s because he’s often cited as one of the unattractive members of SuJu, and I’m not gonna take on K-beauty standards here, but I am saying he deserves to be treated like the king he is. So no spitting on Shindong please. (Unless I’m completely wrong on this and you experience the fangirl fever dream of actually meeting him/winding up in his bed, and he asks you to spit on him. In which case, my bad).

Eunhyuk

Oh yeah, Eunhyuk is definitely into this. The merest suggestion of spit puts him straight on the “Ohgodyes” train “Fuckmenowville”. So lick the shell of his ear in public, maybe disguise it as a kiss when you are having a meal together with the whole team, and reap the benefits when you get home. Those benefits including: being thrown against a wall as soon as the door closes, getting your clothes ripped off, and swapping spit for the next two hours while getting railed in every position Eunhyuk can think of. And he's a creative guy so... lucky you.

Siwon

Generally, no. I think he’d find it too disrespectful to you. And he’d just be confused if you spat on him. He might even get mad about it, once he gets over the shock. But then again… if you can get him really riled up, maybe by teasing him relentlessly when you have to be in public all day… You don’t even need to touch him (in fact, it’s better if you don’t). Just keep catching his eye. Keep your fingers near your mouth, rest your hand on your chin, tap your lips thoughtfully (but give him bedroom eyes). Make an exaggerated show of licking your lips with your mouth open just enough to stretch it around his dick… yeah, that could distract him enough that he’d fumble his words mid sentence. And if you manage to make that happen while he’s doing an interview… you better be prepared for Dark Siwon™ to make an appearance. And Dark Siwon™ has no limits.

Donghae

If you can get him to spit on you, he’s going to try so hard to stay serious. Think missionary, him resting on his elbows above you, letting his spit drip into your mouth. Yeah, he’s gonna manage that for about five seconds before bursting into giggles and hiding his face in your neck. He’ll get better with practice, if you want him to. Once he’s used to it, if he’s feeling particularly submissive… he’s too shy to ask for it outright, but you can coax the request out of him. You’ve gotta be gentle though, no heavy degradation this is not Yesung we’re talking about. So tie him up with something soft (think dressing gown belt, or even a twisted up bedsheet), straddle his waist, and let your drool drop onto his face. Make sure you tell him how good he’s doing and how much you love him, because there will be tears. The kind that comes with a raging boner and lots of little hip thrusts, trying to find some kind of release. (Your aftercare better be top notch, or I will come for you, and they’ll be finding bits of you for months.)

Kyuhyun

Absolutely not. No. The only time spit gets involved with Kyuhyun is when he’s desperate for sex and you only have ten minutes, so he needs to slick up quick. It is really hot though, the way he spits into his hand and coats his cock before shoving it in you, with none of his usual teasing or taunting. Definitely worth getting him all riled up before a schedule or a show. Bring out his needy wild side once in a while, and cum so hard you see stars.

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[ageingfangirl]

Picture Perfect (Yesung) Super Junior

Yesung had been extremely busy with Super Junior since their latest single dropped, which you dealt with because it was all a part of dating an idol and it made you smile to see your boyfriend enjoying what he did every day. Even though your relationship was secret from the public, the other members knew along with the label and they supported the two of you.

Ironically you met at a Super Junior fan event, where you gifted each member a hand-drawn portrait since you took art in school and it was actually Ryeowook who recognised your signature and gushed over your fan art of not just Super Junior but other groups along with photographs you had taken over the years and put on your Instagram. Yesung joked that you could take a photo of him any day, and you took the brave step of stating he should name a time and a place.

Yesung did get in touch with you after the event and asked you to take some photos of him for Instagram which you agreed to. During the shoot the two of you hit it off, learning you liked similar things but had enough differences to intrigue the other person. After that day the two of you continued to chat and call one another.

You were hanging out at his one day when your phone kept blowing up and Yesung had enough and took it off you. Your ex-boyfriend was begging to get back together since you’d started to get more attention online because of the photos you took of idols. Luckily Yesung didn’t judge you and instead asked you out on a date.

That was a year ago and today you were surprising him at an event which was being held in the same location as the one you met in last year. it was Valentine’s and Yesung had spoilt you rotten because he would be busy, but you had yet to give him the special gift you’d made for him.

Everyone but Yesung knew you were showing up, so the label ensured you were the last in the line for the ultimate surprise. You eventually make it up to the long table where the group is sitting and Siwon makes a heart with his hands and points to Yesung, who is sitting next to him blissfully unaware you were up next.

‘Fancy meeting you here,’ you say proudly, standing in front of Yesung who looks up with shock written across his face.

‘y/n...what are you...how?...why didn’t you tell me?’ he stutters, fumbling over the words that wasn’t like him.

‘Let me get this on camera,’ Donghae insists, pulling out his phone.

You open your bag, pull out a small photo album and place it in front of him, ‘I never got to give you your gift this morning, and you are my favourite member of Super Junior after all.’

Yesung blushes a little picks up the album and starts to flip through it, ‘oh my god when did you take these y/n?’

You loved taking photos of people in general because you loved capturing emotions, and the best photos came when the person didn’t know they were being captured. There was a mixture of photos of the two of you, and photos you’d taken of Yesung when he wasn’t looking.

‘Do you like it? Happy Valentine’s,’ you say, whispering the last part in case anyone around you heard and assumed something was happening between the two of you.

He nods, ‘I love it y/n, if I could get up and kiss you I would.’

This time you blush, and next to him, Siwon and Donghae make kissing sounds and gestures since the fans in front of you have left.

‘You can kiss her later,’ Leeteuk calls out.

Yesung smirks and winks at you trying to be seductive, ‘Oh I intend to.’

You laugh, ‘name a time and place.’

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Yesung

Honeymoon Sweetness by chicken-fifi Pregnancy Struggles, Baby Struggles by chicken-fifi

3 (ft. Donghae) by elf-bot SMUT ALPHABET by elf-bot Unfair by elf-bot

NSFW alphabet by Muselin

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[ignitedminds27]

SUJU BARBIE POSTER

[sujuimagines]

Yesung always felt apologetic for missing important milestones in your life.

He was overseas when you graduated from university, on tour when you started working in your dream company and recording songs all night long on your birthday. Since you have been dating for years you were used to him missing out on some of these but never held any grudges against him. You knew well he would trade it all for spending more time with you but in times like these you were the one who insisted that he put Super Junior and his career first.

So the fact that it was Valentine’s Day almost flew over your head. You hadn’t made any plans, assuming that Yesung would be busy. After work you took the metro back home. Secretly you were hoping to find your boyfriend in your apartment since he knew the password for your door.

Slightly disappointed to find the apartment empty, you changed into more comfortable clothes and, grabbing a beer, made your way to the rooftop terrace.

Upon kicking the door open, you were met with a sea of candles and bouquets of red roses everywhere. There, with his back turned towards you, stood your boyfriend.

“I thought you forgot.”, you said, your voice catching in your throat.

“How could I? You’re the most important person in my life!”

Handing you a gift bag in one hand, he grabbed the other and guided you to a table he set up. There was champagne and chocolate-covered fruits, and all your favorite dishes.

“Now I feel kinda bad, because I don’t have a present for you.”

“You do. You just don’t know it yet. Open it!”, he said, gesturing to your gift bag.

Slowly, you pulled out a jewelry box, fully expecting to find a pair of earrings or a necklace nestled in it.

Your eyes widened when you stared directly into two matching rings. One was plain gold, while the other was encrusted with diamonds.

“Hoonie, what is this?”, you asked cautiously even though there was no mistaking what that gift meant.

“That’s your Valentine’s Day present for me, if you say yes.”

Tears started blurring your vision and a lump formed in your throat so you resorted to nodding your head vigorously.

“Yes. Yes, yes, yes!”

[ourdadai]

Oii dadai,você poderia fazer alguns wallpapers do yesung e do heechul do super junior?

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[dehydrated-for-donghae]

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content warning: hint is in the title, plus some description of a few fun sexual acts

this was an ao3 request, but I thought I'd share it here too. In a development that shocks precisely no one, I got a bit carried away writing this, so you can expect a Sexting with Super Junior headcanon to show up at some point. feel free to request things, this was fun to write and I have so many ideas and half written things rotting in my google docs, it's nice to have a little direction.

Talking Dirty with Super Junior

Leeteuk

“Eyes up angel. I want you to look at me when I make you cum.”

A man of layers, Leeteuk’s purity kink fizzles away into filth the moment you start talking dirty. It was an accident, but he was fucking you so good you couldn’t help but tell him, and he liked it.

He really liked it.

With one eyebrow raised and a particularly rough thrust, that dimple took on a devilish tint.

(Oh yeah? Does that feel good sweetheart? You want more?)

His purity kink is still strong though, so if he’s ever trying to focus on work or cook or do anything other than take you to bed (you can wait a while, can’t you baby?), pair simple white cotton underwear with your best dirty talk and watch his resolve dissolve like sugar in tea.

On special occasions, like his birthday, make sure you act extra bratty to give him a reason to put you over his knee and spank you until your ass is raw and your panties are soaked.

“You like it when I spank you, don’t you?”

Heechul

“Look at this pretty kitty, all for me. And she's so wet. ”

Heechul has met his match at dirty talk and he couldn’t be happier.

His bedroom talk ranges from sweet praise (look at you, taking me so well. Are you gonna cum for me, baby?) to utter filth (just admit it, you’re a slut for my dick).

Absolutely incorrigible with it too, turning it into something of a competition to see which of you can say the dirtiest thing in public without getting caught.

He’s never gonna let you forget that time at Leeteuk’s house, when made you cum without even properly touching you. Just kissing your neck and whispering filth in your ear, fingers trailing so innocently under your skirt and up your inner thigh while you tried to focus on the movie.

If Eunhyuk noticed the way you were trembling next to him on the couch, he kept his mouth shut.

But Heechul certainly fucking didn’t, even once you got home he wouldn’t stop or shut up, saying the dirtiest stuff he could think of, trying to see if he could do it again.

(He could.)

And when he finally decided to take care of his own needs and fuck you, he still made you beg for it.

“Beg me for it, princess.” 

Yesung

“Your pussy feels so fucking good.”

The KING. An absolute pro at dirty talk, he’ll sit you down early on in your relationship and ask about what you’re comfortable with.

He’s up for anything, from sexting and dirty voice messages, to praise and degradation kinks, and he’s so excited when you match his freak.

He really admires your creativity, the way you come up with bedroom talk more suited to some kind of kinky sex dungeon, and sometimes he records you saying these filthy things on his phone so he can listen to them when he’s lonely on tour (or in the bathroom at work on a slow day).

He does, on occasion, get a little carried away (I can't wait to rip your panties off and choke you with them).

Then, when he realises he’s said something truly off the chain, he’ll snap out of fuck-mode and start apologising.

The only way to fix that is to get on your knees, look up at him with your biggest and best puppy eyes, and say “please”.  “

Be a good little fuck-slut and spread your legs for me.”

Shindong

“Whatever am I going to do with you?”

If you want to get Shindong going, sit on his lap and call him daddy. He was a little shocked and surprised the first time you did that, but it was an interesting and effective way to find out he has a total daddy kink.

He loves it when you’re being bratty and demanding, especially when he’s holding both your wrists behind your back with one hand, using the other to tease you through your panties, and somehow you’re still giving orders like you’re the one in charge.

It’s not exactly dirty talk, but Shindong likes to know how to give you exactly what you want, and the way he asks for instruction makes it explicitly clear who’s in charge.

And you know what they say, an elephant never forgets.

Still, he likes to tease you, doing the same movements with his fingers or his hips but just missing that spot where you need it, driving you crazy until you’re begging crumbles from words into just sounds.

“Do you like that?”

Eunhyuk

“You look so pretty with my dick in your mouth.”

Eunhyuk could spit filth all day.

And sometimes he does, blowing up your phone with dirty voice messages and dick pics (wanna see how hard you make me?) With him being on tour so often, phone sex is a big thing with him.

He’ll call you up when he’s jerking it, panting down the phone as he tells you exactly what he’s going to do to you when he gets home

(I’m going to tease you with my tongue until I’m drowning in your juices and then I’m going to fuck you until the bed breaks).

He loves it when you talk dirty to him, and it makes his heart speed up and his dick throb when you give as good as he gets.

Did I mention Eunhyuk’s oral fixation? Your mouth or his, it doesn’t matter, as long as someone’s genitals are getting licked.

So tie him down, get him all hot and bothered, straddle his chest with your bare pussy just out of reach, and listen to some pure poetry.

“Sit on my face, smother me, I don’t care just let me taste you.”

Siwon

“I’ve been waiting all day for this.”

The first time you told Siwon to take the condom off and fuck you raw, he didn't quite manage it.

Your magic words had him spurting in seconds, just the idea of getting to fill you full of his cum sent him flying over the edge.

You knew he had a breeding kink, you just didn’t realise how strong it is.

He also has a few exhibitionist fantasies, and while he’d never act on them, that doesn’t stop him whispering filthy things in your ear when you’re out in public.

You’ll be out for a meal with the rest of Super Junior, and as Siwon leans over you to pour you some more water he’ll whisper in your ear,

(I want to bend you over this table and make everybody watch as I breed you.)

And then he’ll go back to sipping his drink like he said nothing at all.

The bastard.

“You want my cum? Yeah? Deep inside you? You want me to fill you up? Stuff you full, so you can have my babies?”

Donghae

“Tell me how to make you feel good, baby.”

Donghae is a talker and babbles a lot during sex.

But rather than call you a dirty little whore, or his thirsty cum slut, or a brat (and you very much are all of those things when it comes to Donghae’s dick), Donghae is much more likely to whisper sweet nothings in your ear while he’s searching for that sweet spot that makes you gasp and moan and cling to him a little harder.

He’s just so soft for you, all he can think about is how much he loves you and how much he wants to make you feel good.

He loves it when you tell him what to do, a little (or a lot) harder, or faster, even when he’s completely drunk on your pussy he can follow simple instructions.

The closer he gets to orgasm, the more he babbles

(you're so good for me, wanna make you feel so good, wanna feel you cum on my cock, please baby please, squeeze me out...)

He might be a little embarrassed after, hiding his face in your neck, trying to distract you with kisses while he remembers all the dirty things he said.

And on those special days when you’re both feeling a bit kinky, when you’ve got him on all fours, teasing his tight little hole with just the tip of the strap on, he’s not shy about begging you to get a little… rough with him.

“Punish me. Please. ”

Kyuhyun

“Just you wait until I get out of these cuffs.”

Kyuhyun’s fairly tame in the bedroom.

Oh, other than being a massive tease.

He loves it when he’s got you all wound up and desperate, begging him to touch you properly, or to fuck you, or even to just let you suck him off.

albeit in a tone more suited to narrating erotic audiobooks

Likes to get you so frustrated you start saying the most depraved stuff, while he keeps his practically PG

(someone’s enjoying herself…)

He does not like the taste of his own medicine. Why would you tie him to a chair and edge him, when he could be buried balls deep in your sweet cunt, fucking you as hard as you’d like?

It doesn’t matter, he’s gonna whine like a smutty-mouthed little bitch

(hurry up, let me fuck you, let me fuck you before before I fucking explode)

and you better let him cum, or you might not survive his revenge. Him pounding you rough and relentlessly for hours, until you’re being overwhelmed by your fifth orgasm and begging him to stop.

“I’m not hearing the safe word, sweetheart.” 

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[transuncletaylor]

Gather around, it's time for my Christmas/Holiday story or how I got very lost in Seoul cause I'm a dumbass. (I'm gonna use she/her when referring to myself cause I was identifying as a woman then)

Picture it, it's December 2009 in Seoul, South Korea. Ya girl Taylor has been in the city for about two weeks at this point and the first time I had been to Korea. My sister was an English teacher at a hagwon (after school program) and I largely spent the afternoon and evenings exploring the city while she was at work.

Now before we delve into the meat of the story, there are a few things we need to establish. One, I can read the Korean alphabet and speak a little, just enough to get around. Two, I did not have a smartphone because it's 2009 and they weren't really a thing yet. Three, my sister had written down in my notebook her address, her phone number, her work number, all sorts of important info and key phrases.

So skip to December 24th, it's Christmas Eve and it's cold as fuck and it snowed a little that day. I had lunch with my sister, I think we had gone to a sushi buffet place I think. One of things I had planned to do that day was go to this live taping at a radio station that a few members of Super Junior were going to be at. I told my sister where I was going and what time to expect me back that evening.

We part ways and I go about doing who knows what because the radio show wasn't until like 9pm. Before we continue, I think we'll need a map real quick. My sister lived in Mapo-gu, worked in I can't remember but towards the west, and the radio station was at KBS On at Yeouido Island. Note the Han River cuts the city in half.

My 20 year old self did not have a cellphone actually either, well I had one but I just couldn't use it in Korea. I go on my way and that evening I head over to KBS. I get there, got a little lost where the viewing area was and saw a kpop star, from Beast/Highlight in the wild. But I find the viewing area and I'm just living my best kpop girlie life. (In another post we'll talk about how I had dinner with Yesung from Super Junior's parents)

After a while it's getting late and I know I need to head back because the buses and subways were shutting down early. I head back to the main bus area on the island and find the bus number I needed and hop on, grateful for the warmth. The bus starts going and I just have my headphones on listening to my iPod nano.

So my sister lives on the other side of the river right? I have to cross the river which is wide as fuck and I notice after maybe 30 minutes that we haven't crossed the river yet. At first I thought I might have just zoned out and started paying attention more. But none of the stops sounded familiar to me and nothing was looking like Hongdae, which is where I was going to get off.

Dumbass moment number one was I waited about another 15 minutes before I realized I might have made a mistake. I go up to the bus driver and ask about my stop and he slaps his hands on the wheels and curses a bit. But other than that, I couldn't understand what he was saying. A kind older gentleman rider came up and translated for me and that's when I found out I had the correct bus number but instead of inbound, I went outbound.

Just stay on the bus right? It'll head in the other direction? No. That was the last bus of the night.

The kind gentleman took me to his stop and I followed like a lost duckling and luckily for me he brought me to a police station. So just imagine me, a dumb 20 year old white girl in South Korean police station, there's limited communication and I'm scared and feeling like a giant idiot for getting lost and now bothering these two police officers with my dumbassery.

Surely it can't get worse, Taylor. You have your sister's number, you can just call her and probably get a cab.

Yeah, you would think, but this is me we're talking about, my dumbassery is limitless. I was born a himbo before I even knew it. So you remember that notebook I had with all of that contact information and address? Yeah, I left that at the apartment. I didn't know what her number was much less her street address. I could point it out on a map though so that was close enough.

That's not all though, I didn't have any cash on me and there wasn't Venmo or cashapp these days and debt cards/credit cards didn't often work at a lot of places abroad. I had already spent the cash I had on me that day and so the police officer takes me next door to pull cash at the ATM in the 7-11. Except that ATM doesn't accept my card.

We go back to the police station and they call a taxi company to see if they would take me but without cash and an exact address or a phone number, they say no. They think I will just run out on the tab and the drive was going to be far.

At this point, I have no money, no prospects, and scared. Oh and no way to contact my sister to let her know where I was and that I was okay. What am I going to do now? Take a nap on the leather couch in the police station, of course. I am given a Krispy Kreme donut and a space heater and I just knock out a few hours until 6am when the buses start running again.

The police wave down the bus and explain to the bus driver about the dumb dumb foreigner who got lost and how she needs to get to Hongdae. Actually, I don't even think I had enough money on my bus card but uhhhh, yeah I think people were tired of my shit at this point. So I'm seated on the bus, nice and cozy and... I fall asleep.

I'm woken up later by someone nudging me and everyone on the bus staring at me because the bus driver is trying to get my attention over the intercom. We had made it to Hongdae and goddamn, I feel so bad for the people involved in this because I was such a fucking idiot. Thank you to everyone who had helped me that night and I hope each of them are doing well now.

I get off the bus and start walking back to my sister's apartment and it's about a 30 minute walk. I get back to her place, punch in the numbers into the keypad on her front door and walk in. And it goes like:

Leah, out of sight in her loft bed area: ...Taylor?

Me, at the front door: ...hiiiiiiiiiiiii sister

She comes running down and nearly squeezed me in half from the tightest hug I had ever received. There are tears going down both of our faces and yeah, like she's a 24 year old whose little sister was missing in a big city in a country far far from home. After making sure I was real and not hurt, I told her about my wild adventure and where I was and why I didn't call.

Now what was she up to while I was a toasty little cinnamon roll fast asleep on a couch in a police station? She had gotten home around 11pm from work and waited until midnight for me to return. When I wasn't back by then, she started to get nervous and around 1am she called our mother to say that she thinks I'm missing.

They both then go into action. My sister calls the police and through her tears explains that her little sister hasn't come home and she doesn't know where I am. She gives them my description and two of them show up at her apartment to get a photo of me. From what I was told, that was sent around to police stations and the hospitals were alerted to be on the look out for a white girl with my description.

So end of story right? I'm back home, the police and embassy are told about my return and cancelled the alert. Everything is fine and it's Christmas Day, so let's open presents and eat some tasty food and be merry. Taylor, what else could happen that day? Taylor... Taylor, why aren't you saying the end? Taylor, please. Please, how far does your dumbassery go?

My mother had called the US embassy and told them about my disappearance and so like, plenty of people are looking for my lost dumb ass. But Taylor, weren't you in a police station? Wouldn't they have gotten the alert and replied back that they had you? Good point, but you see, I was not in Seoul at this point. I had sat my ass on that bus long enough that I ended up in Anyang. I tried putting a second map to this post, but Tumblr keeps fucking up and not saving it, so please look at your map app for Anyang.

My mother also thinks I've been kidnapped and sent to North Korea and is just blasting all over Facebook about me missing.

Leah still has to go to work that day, so she gets a short nap in, we'll do presents when she gets home that evening. She's not having to work a whole day, so she'll be home early. I plan on staying at the apartment, though I do venture out to the store to get some groceries for Christmas dinner. An ajumma gave me a wrapped gift on the way back and it was a cute pair of socks and an info slip about the local neighborhood church. I think I still have those socks.

While she was at work, I started cooking which is never a good idea because I have made the fire alarm go off by boiling water. In my luggage, I brought a toaster oven that was my mother's Christmas gift to Leah and a plug converter. I plugged it in, but my dumbass did it wrong cause when I turned it on, I blew a fuse in her apartment. However, I made dinner and she came home and we opened gifts and watched movies.

The End.

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Dongin

Jay Park

Murayama (High & Low)

CN Boo (spooky time) 2023:

Jungshin

Minhyuk

Yonghwa

Cozy Autumn Date:

[super-junior-smut-archive]

Headcanons/Reactions

Another Member Cockblocks Them by chicken-fifi Cockwarming by chicken-fifi Horny Pregnant Wife by chicken-fifi Sex With Their Dom GF by chicken-fifi Taking Their GF's Virginity by chicken-fifi Their GF Has a Large Bust by chicken-fifi Their S/O is Quiet During Sex by chicken-fifi Oversharing About Their Sex Life (not really smut, more like smut-adjacent) by chicken-fifi Where They Like To Cum by chicken-fifi

Spanking with Super Junior by dehydrated-for-donghae Spitting with Super Junior by dehydrated-for-donghae Talking Dirty with Super Junior by dehydrated-for-donghae

cockwarming by elf-bot kink analysis by elf-bot

asking to try light bondage in the moment by Mueslin

mirror kink by submissivekpop pegging by submissivekpop

always looking to add more to this, please send in what's missing

[egodrip]

b-cut + 21 (if you were given the chance to redebut, would you choose to debut in your group again or debut as a soloist instead?)

besides ever-persistent passion for music and the arts, yesung can’t imagine himself taking the chance to redebut regardless if he had it or not. all of this is a once-in-a-lifetime kind of thing; dedication he would not repeat or make the effort for ever again. he’s able to make peace with the fact he wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for what his father did years back for him. “do i have to pick one?” brow raised, tongue prods at the inside of cheek in thoughts that annoy him bit by bit. “i really wouldn’t go with either. it seems like a hassle to have to do all of this once more but under someone else or someone new.” yesung is like if a boy was meant for the normal, quiet life──just to have accidentally won some lottery ticket that’s got where he is now.

[jaejoongs-nipple-piercing]

Fanfic Masterlist (Part 2)

Fanfics-

Yesung: Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5 (1)

Christian Yu/Lou: Part 1

Christian Yu/Lou: Part 2

Christian Yu/Lou part 3-

Hanse

Hanse part 2-

Shownu

Shownu part 2-

Samuel

Samuel part 2

Song Jae Rim

Song Jae Rim 2

Kai/Wonho: Part 1

Kai/Wonho: Part 2-

Jaejoong: Part 1-

Jaejoong: Part 2-

Wonho imagine

Wonho fanfic

Changmin

ATEEZ

Cai Xukun

Takuya

YoungK

JB

Dongin

Jay Park

Murayama (High & Low)

CN Boo (spooky time) 2023:

Jungshin

Minhyuk

Yonghwa

Cozy Autumn Date:

[sujuimagines]

YESUNG SHORTS

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A special Valentine’s gift (381 words)

[secretxxpaladaiseu]

anemia-rp​:

Fuji had to smirk a little hearing the choice of words of the other. He apparently wasn’t the kind of type to boldly disagree with someone, so his estimation. And this was probably one of the best ways to avoid arguments and Fuji’s anger.

“Good, I actually have an obession”, he announced and made a pause to let the words sink, his head tilting a little while his glance wandered over his company’s face as if he was examining his features in particular. Stopping at his throat, looking for this one prominent vein. “It’s blood.” Probably the other shared this passion, but certainly in a different way than Fuji did.

However, he now noticed that Yesung was still quite fascinated by the knife and snorted. “You could ask me if you’re allowed to hold it”, he suggested, amused about the hesitant behaviour. “Maybe I’d even say yes.” Taking it back into his hand he let the light reflect itself onto it as he turned it to and fro.

“Just like a hyena”, he hummed to himself. “Carrion eater.” No, he wasn’t a nice person. He just said what he thought, even or especially if it was offending. He didn’t have the need to do everything to be liked. “Okay, then let’s figure out how much you can take.” He emptied his glass without blinking an eye. “As a DJ I’ve gotten used to drink every night. And I like watching people losing their dignity when they’re drunk.” A malicious smile appeared on his lips.

For Yesung, it wasn't so much of a method of keeping the peace, but it was simply the analytical side of him. While he was absolutely capable of finding enjoyment in things, as he clearly had demonstrated so far in their conversation, he also like examining things. Perhaps like was a strong term, as much as it was just his nature. Ever since he could remember, even back to when he was a kid, he liked breaking everything down. Though, the analytical side of him also brought a lot of negatives with it, not that he cared. He never cared about the bad that happened in his life anymore.

Given the tone of the conversation, it didn't take Yesung long to pick up on just what the other's eyes were searching for, motioning to the left side of his neck. "I do believe what you're looking for might be a bit more prominent over here. My right side has always had weaker veins for some reason, but my left side has very strong ones. Nurses very much prefer it for bloodwork." Tilting his head to the right, he tried his best to show off that side of his neck, lighting allowing anyways.

"Honestly, I'd rather feel it in your hands, if I'm to be blunt. I have no intentions behind the suggestion, but I would imagine it just looks better being held by it's master..." He seemed to pause after he spoke, laughing a fair bit before straightening himself in his seat again, lifting his head. "I just mean...It's your knife, so you're the one that knows it better. It could be said for paintbrushes or pens. They work best in the hands of the person who knows them best, not just random people."

As the bottle of whiskey was brought over and set down on their table, a tag with Yesung's name already written on it around the neck, he took the opportunity to refill both of their glasses. "Do you really think I'm stupid enough to play drinking games when I'm very much at the disadvantage? You'll have to do a lot more convincing than that...Though I do also enjoy watching people lose their dignity from overindulging. It's why a corner is the best seat in the house."

“ trust me, if anybody's going to kill you, it's going to be me. “ -Fuji to Yesung

"Is that so? Should we be placing bets on when, then?" Yesung raised an eyebrow at the statement before letting out a faint, dry chuckle. He didn't seem the least bit phased by the statement, not even startled. If anything, he seemed more amused by it.

[kwanisms]

All You Have to Do is Ask - k.jh

summary: your boyfriend ruined dinner

pairing: female reader x yesung

genres/themes: idolverse, established relationship, smut (minors dni), fluff at the end, yesung's real name is Jong-hoon (for those that don't know)

EDIT: I know he changed it (again) to Kang-hoon. I'll change it eventually lol

wc: 1.5k

warnings: explicit language, graphic sex, mentions of alcohol, slight praise kink, some dirty talk, unprotected sex (use protection!), creampie, and I'm including this in the warnings: Yesung is an older idol, so if the idea of having sex with someone near 40 bothers you, don't read this lmao I'm like 9 years younger than him so it doesn't bother me to read or write for older idols

a/n: hi, this is my first SuJu smut so pls be gentle. SUPER JUNIOR IS A 2ND GEN KPOP GROUP AND AS SUCH, THEY ARE THE OLDEST GROUP I'M WRITING FOR. IF THEIR AGES BOTHER YOU, GO SOMEWHERE ELSE LOL I'M ALMOST 30 SO THEY ARENT MUCH OLDER THAN ME AND IF THAT BOTHERS YOU, GET OFF MY BLOG. We don't accept ageism here. this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their respective irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only. gif isnt mine. I do not allow reposts or translations of my works. All my works are ©️ kwanisms.

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[21:18]

Ruined. That was the only word for it. Dinner was completely ruined and it was all your boyfriend's fault.

He'd gone out immediately after practice to grab a bottle of wine before coming home to your shared apartment. You had told him you were making your favorite pasta for dinner and were excited for him to try it.

What you hadn't expected was him to come home, bottle of wine in hand only to slam the bottle on the counter and jump you the moment his eyes landed on you.

You should have expected it honestly. You knew your black dress was a little short, barely reaching the middle of your thighs and you can only imagine how frustrated he must have been to immediately start attacking your neck in wet kisses, tongue running over your skin as his hands grabbed the material of your dress in his fists before he pulled you from the stove and turned you against the counter to kiss you properly.

It was only a few moments later he had you bent over the same counter, skirt hiked up, panties ripped off and lying in a mangled mess on the hardwood floor. Your boyfriend stood behind you, one hand on your hip, the other holding your dress in a clenched fist as he thrust into you from behind.

You buried your head in your arm, moans tumbling from your lips as you felt the tip of his cock nudge against your sensitive spot. "Fuck," you heard him curse from behind you, voice barely audible of the sound of skin hitting skin filling the kitchen. "Goddamn, baby," he growled.

You glanced over your shoulder, peering back at Yesung, the sight of him losing himself completely sending more heat to your core and your walls clenched around him, spurring him on. You loved when he gave himself over to pleasure entirely.

The way his brow furrowed, the way he bit his bottom lip as he tried to focus on the quality of his thrusts. It was always quality over quantity with him in everything he did. He preferred to do things right rather than how quickly he could do them.

And that extended into sex with you.

Every angled thrust and slow deep roll of his hips made you see stars from beginning to end. He knew your body. He knew every inch of skin, knew how to tease you, how to draw out the most lewd sounds from you, whether it was with his tongue, his fingers, or his cock.

Your head dropped, a slew of moans and causes falling from your lips as you felt your orgasm approaching. Yesung must have felt it in the way your walls convulsed around him as he continued to pound into you, savoring the sight of himself disappearing inside you.

He hadn't planned on fucking you as soon as he got home. The plan was to take a shower while you finished cooking and then join you for a nice home-cooked meal and a glass of wine but when he saw you in that black dress, the short one that barely covered your ass and left your thighs completely exposed, he just couldn't hold back.

Practice had been particularly rough, tensions high amongst him and the other members as they prepared for their comeback. Heechul had been getting on their nerves, making snarky comments from the side whenever someone got the choreography wrong despite him not even dancing with them.

They had ended practice a little earlier than usual because they were all tired, annoyed, and tense. When Yesung had seen your text that you were making him dinner and asked you to pick up a nice bottle of red, he jumped at the chance to finally unwind after the last few days.

He didn't expect that he'd be fucking his frustrations out but you didn't seem to be complaining with how you moaned out his name, his real name, your hands trying to hold onto something to ground yourself against the onslaught of his hips but the smooth surface of the white marble countertops made that entirely impossible, leaving you to the mercy of his grip.

"You did this on purpose, didn't you?" he growled, voice low and husky. You let out a whimper, shaking your head quickly. "N-no," you stammered, your voice shaky. "I swear I d-didn't."

"Why else would you wear something so short?" he asked, giving you a particularly hard thrust, making you cry out. "If not to tease me, then what? Were you expecting someone else to see?" Yesung grunted, ignoring a bead of sweat that rolled down the side of his face. Though he'd cooled off from practice, here he was sweating all over again.

Though he'd much rather be fucking you than stuck in the practice room with eight other men, all as crabby as he was.

"N-no!" you mewled, letting out a gasp when you felt Yesung's hand grab your hair and tug you back, his other hand moving to cup your chin as he leaned over your back. "Did you expect me to bring home the guys?" he murmured in your ear, sending chills down your spine. "N-no, Jong-hoon, I swear," you squeaked out. You heard him hum in your ear, the hand in your hair moving around to the front of your body, pressing against your stomach, pulling you against him as he continued to thrust into you hard and slow.

"So you'd never wear this for any of them?" he asked, holding back a chuckle when you shook your head. "Never. Only f-for you," you whimpered. "You're such a good girl," he cooed, his voice sweet in contrast with the way his hips moved, driving his cock deeper and deeper into your wet cunt.

"Are you gonna be a good little slut and come for me?" he whispered. You nodded quickly. "I'm gonna cum, Hoonie," you moaned, the nickname making him groan as he let go of your chin and wrapped both arms around you, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he hastily chased his high.

It only took a few more hard thrusts before you toppled over the edge, coming with a cry of his name, walls squeezing around his cock as his thrusts turned sloppy. "M'gonna come, baby," he mumbled, lips brushing against your skin.

"Then come for me," you answered, voice still shaky. "Come inside me." Yesung let out a moan, urged by your words as he came, releasing inside you and filling you with his thick load. Every time he came inside you, it was always more than when he came alone or when he finished on your skin.

His hips slowly came to a halt as you both tried to catch your breath. "Shit," he cursed, carefully letting go of you. You let yourself drop against the cool surface of the counter, enjoying the cold marble against your hot, sweaty skin. "I'm so sorry," you heard Yesung say and you looked over your shoulder at him, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Sorry?" You asked. "Sorry for what?"

Yesung looked over at the frying pan on the stove. "For ruining dinner," he answered, his cock still buried inside you. You shook your head, a light chuckle slipping between your lips. "It's fine, honey," you said, pushing yourself up.

Yesung took a step back, slipping out of you as he grabbed one of the decorative kitchen towels and ran it under the faucet for a moment before bringing it to your soaked core. "I also made a mess," he added as he carefully wiped your skin.

"You always make a mess," you answered as he finished and threw the towel in the sink, pulling his boxers and sweats back up, looking up only when you turned to face him. You didn't know how he managed to look so good all the time, nor how it was fair. His flushed face, skin glistening in the overhead kitchen lights, messy hair and those thin framed, round glasses that you loved on him so much.

You reached forward, grabbing him by the waistband of his sweats and pulled him forward, lips finding his as you pulled his body against yours. You pulled back enough to speak. "We can order in," you said softly, gently nudging his nose with yours. "Whatever you want, baby," he answered, kissing the tip of your nose before a cheeky smile broke out across his face. "And change your dress. I might not be able to resist you again later," he added. You shook your head.

"I'm not changing out of this if it gets me fucked like that again," you replied. Yesung let out a loud laugh at your remark. "Baby, if you want to be fucked like that," he said, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your lips. 

"All you have to do is ask."

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