꒰ ♡🎱: 현진! ﹫hyunjin ' 🥟

missing you- hyung line

-dad!skz text their late wife updates on their baby.

a/n: the person who requested this loves breaking their own heart and mine istg.

Warnings: Very angsty, bittersweet.

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Chan:

Lee Know:

Changbin:

Hyunjin:

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" i will never be too mad to take care of you "

pairing : yoon jeonghan x gn!reader

"13 ways to say "i love you" with seventeen"

warnings : language , descriptions of a wound , blood

word count : 0.5 k

a/n : last minute i actually decided to flip jeonghan's and joshua's prompt , we'll see if i regret it

Your eyes follow Jeonghan carefully, tracking his movements throughout the kitchen. Waiting for him to say something. Anything. But he doesn't, he simply continues to mull about his business. Completely ignoring your presence and the tension that hangs heavily in the air as a result of your recent argument.

It wasn't the biggest fight you've ever had, but it was surely up there. In the heat of it, you said some things you didn't mean, things that seemed to hit Jeonghan in just the right spot to set him off. You felt bad at first. The moment tears began to gather in his eyes and his face dropped you felt the urge to apologize. But then he opened his mouth and shot some choice words back at you in a way that hit just as hard. All thoughts of talking it out ceased then and there, and so ensued the ongoing silence between you two.

Even just his lingering presence as you try to prepare dinner has you on edge. So much so, that you focus all your attention on what he's doing and what he could be thinking rather than the onion you're chopping up. With your mind split, it only takes a few seconds before you feel the knife slice into your hand. It clatters to the ground as you cry out and cradle your injured hand.

"Ah– shit!"

Jeonghan is at your side in half a second, maybe less. Reaching out to take hold of your hand so he can examine it. "What happened?" His voice is urgent, but his grip is gentle as he hovers over the bleeding wound.

"Ow– I'm fine, it's fine—"

"No, you're not. Just take a seat, I'll be back in a second." He's gone and back in under a minute, the first aid kit from the upstairs bathroom tucked under his arm. You sit in the nearest chair and Jeonghan kneels in front, delicately taking your hand into his palm.

It stays silent as he cleans around the cut and begins to tenderly wrap the fluffy white gauze around your hand. "It looks pretty deep. I think it'd be best if we go to the emergency room and have it looked at, I can drive."

"Why?" The word slips out before you can stop it.

Jeonghan gives you a funny look. "Um, because you might need stitches?"

"No. I meant why do you care?" Tears brim at your lashes and you can feel the tidal wave of pent-up emotions ready to crash down. "I said some really awful things. You should be mad right now, not helping me—"

"Woah woah woah, hey," He soothes. His palm softly cups your face while the other rests on your knee, squeezing it. "I will never be too mad to take care of you." The sincerity in his sparkling gaze never falters.

"I'm really sorry, Jeonghan. I promise I didn't mean what I said."

"I know," he smiles, rising to his feet to press a chaste kiss on your forehead. "I'm sorry as well. We can talk about it once you're better."

✧Memories of Us ✧ masterlist

↳ Pairing: Jisung x Reader

❧ Genre : romance / smut /fluff / 1st love to strangers to lovers

❧ Summary: Sometimes memories are just that. Memories.

A series of drabbles about you and Jisung, about your love and your heartbreak and a second chance.

❧ A/N: Here comes a small project I've been working on. There's no particular order for the drabbles in "Then" part.

❧ Updates schedule: Every Friday starting 22.12.2023

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-Then-

❏ 1st kiss - ♦

❏ Comfort person - ♦

❏ My muse - ♦

❏ How we met - ♦

❏ Secret Keeper - ♦

❏ A touch - ♦

❏ Drunk in love - ♦

❏ Late night talk - ♦

❏ Missing hours - ♦

❏ Breaking point - ♦

-After-

❏ Once upon a sunny day - ♦

❏ We meet again - ♦

❏ Memory of you - ♦

❏ The gathering - ♦

❏ Love again - ♦

-Now-

❏ You and Me

awhhh, the dynamics between them are so cute

Texts from bf!Changbin when he finds another idol's photocard in your wallet

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genre: crack

pov: 1st/2nd person (depends on how you view it)

description: Wallet fairy Changbin is distraught over his most recent discovery in your wallet

pairing: bf!Changbin x reader

warnings: none

screenshot count: 7

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Meant To Be ~ SCB [TW] [Request]

WORD COUNT: 11.4K

PAIRING Changbin x Fem!Reader

GENRE: SAD, ANGST, Literally just pure angst, fluffy scene at the start,

TRIGGER WARNINGS: PLEASE DONT READ IF YOU’RE TRIGGERED BY ANY OF THE FOLLOWING, blood, death, murder, swearing, toxic family members, kidnapping, mentions of the reader being hit multiple times,

A/N: Since we don’t know Changbin’s family member’s names I picked some from google! I hope thats okay!! I just want to say thank you to @sw33tnight​ for giving me total freedom with this one and my partner in crime @taestannie​ for helping me come up with something SUPER ANGST! I hope you guys enjoy this but please don’t read if it triggers you I love you all 

The day seemed to be going by so slowly as if it knew you wanted to hurry up and finish work. Not that you hated your job, you absolutely adored it. Getting to spend most of the day around your boyfriend was one of the many perks but you also got to do something you enjoyed. 

“Don’t get me wrong, I loved the gesture but it doesn’t make up for him stealing my food.” Sana jokingly complained as she looked at you in the mirror. Your hands were plaiting her red hair into french plaits down the side as you got her ready for a video shooting. 

“Take it up with Chan, he likes to steal my food too.” You giggled a little as she shook her head. 

“The fact is! I had my name written on that bag and he still took it,”

“A thief!” You gasped dramatically as you tied off the end of her hair with a hair tie,

“Vandal!” She gasped back, holding her hand over her chest as you both began to say the lyrics of “Jump” back at one another, giggling the whole time.

“Outrage!”

“Scandal!” A cough at the door stopped you both and you smiled. Changbin was waiting for you, leaning against the door frame with a giant smile on his face.

The day seemed to have dragged by for him too, all week long he’d been wanting to get the week over with. Too excited to finally head home with you to meet his parents.

Sana smirked as she saw the suitcases by Changbin’s feet, matching suitcases cause you were both just that cute together. As much as Changin claimed he was a dark person he was far from it. 

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seungmin: So when are we gonna tell them?

chan: Just give them a minute.

changbin and hyunjin: *Pulling on a door that clearly says push.*

Blind Spot (3)

Pairing: Yang Jeongin x Reader x Lee Know

Warning: Ugh...sadness

Word Count: 2.4k

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ONE | TWO

“How are you feeling today?” Minho asks you, sitting beside you on the couch that you've been sleeping on for the past week. He had offered you his bed, and he'd sleep on the couch but he was already doing so much in letting you stay with him, you couldn't put him out of his bed as well.

“I'm okay.” You breathe, smiling at him. “I really can't thank you enough for all your help and support over this past week. I don't know what I would have done… I still don't even want to look at him.”

“I just can't believe it…still that he would do that to you. It's so completely out of character for Jeongin to cheat. He would boast about how absolutely in love with you he was. It just doesn't make sense.” Minho says, noticing that today is the first day you didn't wake up crying.

“I guess you really can't trust anyone. I just wish he would stop calling me.” You groan, looking at the multiple missed calls and texts from him.

“Maybe that's what you need…I mean to talk to him.” Minho suggests. “Just hear him out, get closure and move on.” He says, shrugging his shoulders.

You did feel like you had questions that you needed answered, so maybe it wouldn't hurt for you to sit down and talk to him. However, you still had the question of if he would tell you the truth or not, and frankly you didn't have much faith in him that he would. You wished you were never in this situation, you wished you never would have said yes to the threesome because if you hadn't, maybe he wouldn't have felt the need to sleep with Chae afterwards and maybe the two of you would still be happy.

Maybe.

Your phone rings as Minho stands up, walking to the kitchen. Jeongin again. You take a few deep breaths, answering the phone with your most unimpressed voice.

“Hello?”

“Y/N.” Jeongin gasps. “Why haven't you been answering me? I've been worried sick.”

“Are you serious? Why would I ever want to talk to you?” You snap. “You're lucky I even answered right now.”

“Where are you? Are you okay?” He sniffles, you can hear his voice crack slightly, he sounds distraught. If only it hadn't been his own doing.

“I'm fine. I've been staying with a friend.” You say. You weren't about to tell him where, the last thing you wanted or needed was for him to show up whenever he felt like it.

“Can we please talk… this was the biggest mistake I've ever made, please Y/N.” He breathes. You can hear his voice quiver as he tries to hold back from crying.

“I'll come over. Just to hear you out.” You sigh.

“No!” He yells. “I mean, let's meet for coffee.” He says.

That was weird.

“Fine. Meet me in half an hour. At the shop we used to go too.” You say, hanging up the phone.

You got up off the couch, heading to the bathroom to start getting ready.

Not long later, you sat at a table, your iced coffee in hand as you watched people pass by the shop, Jeongin still not there. You glance at your phone, deciding to only wait another 10 minutes and if he didn't show up, then you weren't going to wait around any longer.

“Y/N.” You hear. You knew it was Jeongin, even when he sounded out of breath you knew his voice. You look up at the sweaty, red faced man walking towards the table.

“You're late.” You say, taking a sip of your coffee.

“I know I'm sorry, I got tied up.” He mutters, sliding into the chair across from you.

“Okay. So, say what you need to say.” You tell him, crossing your arms. You watch him struggle to find the right words that he wants to begin with. He knows he's already off to a bad start for keeping you waiting.

“I never imagined myself doing this to you, or anyone. I'm not the type to cheat, Y/N. You know that.” He says.

“Yeah I thought I knew that. Turns out I didn't know shit.” You snap.

“I don't know what happened…” He murmurs.

“Neither do I. Were you unhappy with us?” You ask.

“No! Not at all.” He says.

“Did you fall out of love with me?”

“No! How could I?”

“Did she drug you or force you into fucking her?” You ask.

“No she didn't.” He whispers.

“Well then I have no fucking clue.” You say. “What reason could there possibly be for you to do that?”

“I don't have one. And I'm not about to come up with some lame ass excuse for it. But I love you and I need you. Please give me another chance. Please.” He begs.

“I don't know… I really don't think I can ever trust you again.” You whisper. “You broke my trust… you broke me.”

“And I will spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to you. If you'll just give me one chance. Please. I miss you so much.”

If you were being honest, you missed him. You did still love him, for some reason. But you weren't sure if this was something you could ever get over. How could you trust him around anyone again? Maybe you could learn… You weren't sure.

“I want to agree. But I just don't know…” you trail off. “It's scary to think about letting you back in after that.”

“I will never do anything to make you not trust me again.” Jeongin tells you. He looks so pitiful, it almost broke your heart more to see him like this.

“I…” you pause, your phone dinging from a message. You open the text, from Chae, and tears immediately well up in your eyes. You look up at Jeongin as a tear slips down your cheek.

“So much for not lying anymore.” You sniffle. “Is it true?”

“What?” He asks, looking confused. “Is what true?”

“She's pregnant.” You murmur.

“Fuck sakes. I told her not to tell you.” He snaps. You look at him wide-eyed. “You knew?”

“That's why I was late.” He groans, letting his head fall into his hands.

“So you're here begging for me to take you back, when you knew she's knocked up with your kid? What the fuck, Jeongin.” You scream.

“it doesn't matter!” He yells. “I don't want anything else to do with her!”

“She's growing your baby!” You yell, your phone ringing again. “and apparently you've also moved her into the apartment.” You laugh.

Wow, this was all hilarious.

“Fuck you. Fuck you both.” You snap, abruptly standing up, knocking your chair back, heading towards the door.

“Wait!” He yells. “I know you don't owe me anything, but grammie…” He stutters.

Grammie? You loved his grandma so much, and you swore you were her favorite too.

“What about grammie?” You ask, turning around, trying to control your tears.

“She's…sick. She's been asking to see you… to see us. Please just go out to the lake house with me, pretend we're happy. It's one of her last…wishes to see… you.” He whispers.

You weren't heartless. You couldn't deny her, her dying wish. “When?” You ask.

“We'll leave tomorrow.” He says.

“Fine.” You sniffle. “After that, I don't want to hear from you again.”

The next morning, you're awake and packed, dreading spending an entire 4 days with Jeongin at his family's home. You loved his family, but him, you'd never actively hated someone so much.

“Morning.” Jeongin smiles as you climb into his car, setting your bag down at your feet.

“Hi.” You whisper.

“So you've been staying with Minho.” He says, beginning the few hour drive to the house on the lake.

“Yeah I have. He's been a really good friend to me.” You say, staring out the window.

“Are you guys fucking?” He asks. You whip your head around to glare at him. He grips the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white.

“No. But even if I was, I don't see how that's any of your goddamn business.” You snap.

“I just don't want you to move on.” He admits.

“I'm going to move on. Because there's nothing for us now. You're with Chae now. I hope you two have a long and miserable life.” You smile.

“But we're not together.” He says. “She only moved in because she's pregnant. I don't want her.”

“You sure wanted her when I came home to her riding you.”

“When are you gonna let this go?” He sighs.

“You act like this happened years ago and I keep bringing it up. It was not very long ago. It's fresh.” You say. “I won't let it go ever.”

The rest of the drive is spent listening to the radio, you didn't want to talk to him anymore. You would have much rather been in complete and total silence than utter one more word to him.

A few hours later, Jeongin pulls up the driveway of the lake house, and it brings up so many memories of times you spent with his family here in the summers, winters, and the fall. It makes you sad that things have come to this now but you were determined to make good memories this weekend, for grammie. You would put aside your issues with Jeongin, only for her.

“Y/N! Darling.” His mom yells, rushing out the front door to greet you. You smile widely as you get out of the car, wrapping your arms around her as she holds you closely.

“Hi mom.” Jeongin says.

“Yeah, yeah, hi.” she murmurs, holding you a little tighter. “How are you my darling?” She asks, wrapping her arm around your shoulder, bringing you towards the door.

“I'm good… but my bag.” You laugh.

“Jeongin grab her bag.” His mom yells, ushering you inside. “I made you snacks.” She giggles, bringing you to the kitchen.

“Oh my favorite! Thank you!” You smile, happily sitting down to eat.

The two of you chat for a few minutes before Jeongin comes in with the bags, huffing as he sets them down, coming to sit at the counter with you.

“Where's grammie?” You ask, glancing around.

“She's just resting. I'm sure she'll be up soon. She'll be so happy to see you!”

“What about me?” Jeongin asks, grabbing a few snacks.

“Yes, I'm sure she'll also be happy to see you.” His mom laughs.

“I'm always so left out when we come here.” He mutters, eating some more snacks.

“I'm just so glad you brought my Y/N back out to see me.” His mom smiles, grabbing your hand.

“Is that… is that my favorite girl?” You hear from behind you. You turn around to see grammie walking towards you, looking better than the last time you saw her.

“Grammie!” You grin. You walk over to her, gently wrapping your arms around her. “You look great.”

“I feel great!” She laughs, rubbing your back. She lets go of you, holding your hand as you both go back to the counter. She eats some snacks, tells you stories and laughs so hard, she doesn't look sick at all. You look at Jeongin, who avoids any eye contact with you.

“I'm going to run to the bathroom.” You smile, walking out of the room, Jeongin still not acknowledging you.

On your way back, you stop just before the kitchen, listening to the conversation. “Yeah we're really happy. I'm going to propose.” He tells them.

“You should do it on the hike tomorrow!” Grammie suggests.

You walk in, clearing your throat. “Hike? Grammie, are you sure you should be hiking?” You ask.

“Why wouldn't I? I've never been so healthy in my life.” She laughs.

“You're not sick?” You ask.

“No my darling, I'm the epitome of health.”

“Jeongin. Can I talk to you? In private.” You smile, heading towards the room the two of you always share.

He hesitantly follows you to the bedroom, closing the door behind him. He stands in front of you, his head hanging low.

“What the fuck is going on?” You snap.

“I thought that maybe if I brought you out here to see them you'd remember how much you loved me, and them, and you wouldn't leave.” He whispers. “I knew you wouldn't come unless there was a reason.”

“You're damn right I wouldn't have. And I stupidly came out here with you. I'm not staying.” You snap.

“How? How are you going to leave?” He asks.

You pull out your phone, dialing Minho’s number. “Hey, you okay?” He answers.

“No, I'm not. He lied to me. Please… can you come get me?”

“I'm on my way. Hang tight.” He says, hanging up the phone.

“Really?” Jeongin scoffs. “Minho?”

“Yeah really. I can't actually trust him. Don't talk to me anymore. Any chance we had at rekindling is completely gone.” You snap, leaving the room with your bag.

“What's wrong, darling? Are you not staying?” Grammie asks.

“I'm sorry you guys… I can't. Jeongin, care to explain or should I?” You ask.

He doesn't say anything.

“Jeongin cheated on me.” You say. “And I caught them. And then, when I told him I was done he told me grammie was sick and it was her last wish to see me.” You tell them.

They both look appalled, looking at Jeongin.

“Oh and the best part? She's pregnant. however she is known to get around, so whether or not it's Jeongin's is a whole other story.`` You laugh.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Grammie yells at Jeongin, smacking him upside the head.

You're on the verge of tears, you need air. You grabbed your bag, sitting outside while you waited for Minho to show up.

A little while later, Minho pulls into the driveway, and just before you begin walking towards the car, Jeongin’s mom comes out of the house after her and Grammie yelled at Jeongin the whole time.

“My darling girl.” She sighs, hugging you tightly. “I'm so very sorry.” She whispers. “If you don't want to forgive him, I don't blame you. But please, call me whenever, for whatever, or visit. Anything. We love you.”

“Thank you.” You sniffle. “I love you guys too.”

She lets go of you, waving to Minho before she heads back inside and yells at Jeongin some more.

“Hey.” Minho smiles as you get into the car. “What happened?”

“He lied. Grammie is fine. She's not sick at all.” You sigh. “I'm so tired of being lied to. Everything is just shit.”

Minho chuckles. “I'm sorry he lied. But everything is going to be fine.”

The last time you were told everything was going to be fine, it wasn't. Surely this time, though, everything would actually be fine?

The perfect equation (drabble)

pairing: changbin x gn!reader

a/n: just a soft thought for binnie🥺

You're melting into the material of the couch, your face squished against the pillow as you lay on your stomach, staring at the tv.

Or through it, more likely.

You're lost in thought, you know you shouldn't dwell on stupid stuff like this but a comment your coworker made about you sent you down on a spiral.

You haven't been able to shut your mind up since then.

"Honey, I'm home!"- you boyfriend's loud but welcoming voice announces his arrival to your shared apartment.

Usually, you greet him back enthusiastically but this time all Changbin hears is a little grunt coming from the living room.

"Honey?"- he repeats, feet padding towards you.

The sight he stumbles upon makes him coo, you wrapped up in a blanket like a little burrito as you look up at him cutely.

"Baby, are you feeling sick?"- he asks cautiously, kneeling next to the couch to look at your face closely.

"No."- you say. "Someone made me sad."

"Who did? Who do I have to beat up?"- he asks, frowning as he puts his hands on his hips comically, exaggerating his reaction to make you smile.

"Me. I made myself sad."- you sigh and he pouts, his hand coming up to caress your hair.

"How so?"- your boyfriend asks gently.

"Thinking about how you could do so much better than me and have someone prettier and more successful in your life. Someone who-"

"Hey, hey now."- Changbin stops you before you go on a tangent. "Do not insult the love of my life in front of me!"- he waves his finger at you.

You stare at him for a few seconds before you burst out laughing.

"You're fucking silly."- you say with a smile and he pokes your cheek, mirroring your smiling face.

"You're fucking silly. I love you."- he emphasizes.

"I love you too."- you chuckle as your stomach swarms with butterflies.

"How about we watch a movie, snack and cuddle?"- Changbin suggests and you nod, sitting up.

"That sounds like the perfect equation."- you say and he giggles before leaning closer to your face.

"I think you forgot to add one more variable for the equation."- he smirks cutely.

"Which is?"- you ask.

"A kiss."- he answers and leans in as you giggle against his lips, kissing your sweet silly man.

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ʚ♡ɞ Squirting ʚ♡ɞ

Warning: smut

Paring: |OT8 X Reader|

Chan

. Skilled fingers curled inside you hitting your most sensitive parts sending waves of pleasure throughout your body. He knew how to make you moan and beg for more. It was like he could read your mind, as if he knew exactly what you needed to feel.

. His fingers were magic, thrusting in and out, rubbing against your G-spot with a precision that made your toes curl. “Channie please ” you moaned out loudly, your back arched upwards as the pleasure consumed you.

.“Mm? Tell me what you want babe,” he breathed into your ear, his voice dripping with desire.

. You couldn’t help but whine in frustration at his teasing. “Faster, please go faster,” you managed to gasp out between panted breaths.

. Chan chuckled low in your ear, but he listened, his fingers picking up the pace. He curved them slightly, pressing firmer against your walls, sending even more intense sensations through your body.

. You dug your nails into the sheets as you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

. “That’s it, beautiful,” he purred, his voice both soothing and commanding. “Let go for me.”

. His words were like a powder keg, igniting the intense climax that crashed over you like a fierce wave. Your body trembled and shook as your orgasm soaked his fingers and bed sheets beneath you, leaving you panting and gasping for air.

. Chan's smile was both satisfied and demanding as he removed his fingers from you, his eyes burning into yours as he asked in a low voice, "Can you do that for me one more time but this time on my cock.”

Minho

. He had you bent over, your hands grasping at the sheets as his throbbing cock pounds into you with an unrelenting force.

. Each thrust hits the deepest part of you, igniting a fiery sensation that spreads through your body like wildfire. You can feel every vein pulsating against you, marking you as his and driving you to the edge of pleasure and pain.

. Every time he thrust his balls slap against your clit, sending electric currents coursing through your body. Faster and harder he pounded, his grip on your hips tightening, as if he were marking you as his own.

. "Do it for me, baby. Just one more time," Minho growls, his voice raw with desperation and lust. His hands grip tightly, leaving red marks on your skin as he pulls you closer.

The hunger in his eyes is palpable and you can feel the heat radiating off of him as he urges you to fulfill his insatiable desire.

. “Minho I can’t Ahh-hn-I can’t anymore," you pant, barely able to form a coherent sentence. Minho growls in frustration “ Yeah you can , you’re so close I can feel it.”

. And just like that, he was right. Your orgasm hits you like a freight train, consuming every single nerve ending in your body as you see stars. Your pussy Pushing his cock out and clear liquid squirts all over his thighs as you writhe and shake.

. “That’s my girl,” Minho pants, his voice a mix of pride and lust spanking your ass. “ I knew you could do it.”

Changbin

. Griping you tightly on his lap, driving deep and hard into you as the music blares in the studio. Your moans mix with the pounding beat as he thrusts relentlessly, sending waves of pleasure and pain coursing through your body.

. Sweat drips down his face as he grunts, lost in the raw intensity of the moment. You cling to him for dear life, your nails digging into his skin, leaving red marks in your wake.

. "You feel so good," Changbin grunts between pants, his voice a mix of ecstasy and agony. "So tight, so wet."

. You moan in response, unable to form words as he hit your G-spot relentlessly. Your body tenses and you arch your back, meeting his thrusts with an equal fervor.

. "Binnie, please," you beg, your voice shaking with desperate desire. He smirks and slides a hand between your legs, expertly rubbing your swollen clit as he thrusts into you harder and faster.

. The pleasure is almost unbearable, each movement sending electric shocks through your body. Your climax approaches with the intensity of a raging storm, building and building until it explodes from within you in a thunderous release.

. “Oh my god, I’m cumming,” you scream, your voice raw with pleasure as your body convulses and spasms around his throbbing cock. Waves of ecstasy crash over you, each one stronger than the last as you cling to him, your muscles contracting and pulsing around him.

. Changbin's hand continues to work mercilessly, driving you to the brink of insanity as white-hot liquid sprays out of you, coating his thighs and chest with evidence of your uncontrollable desire.

. “Fuck baby look at you go,he growls, his voice hoarse with need. You’re so fucking beautiful like this”

Hyunjin

. Knew exactly how to use his lips and tongue to make you moan, sucking on your clit and flicking his skilled tongue over your swollen bud. His hands gripped your hips, holding you in place as he teased and tormented you.

. “What a pretty girl , I love the way you taste,” he purred, looking up at you with hooded eyes. “I can’t get enough of your sweetness.”

. He cooed softly, flicking his tongue on your already swollen and sensitive clit once more, causing a low, guttural moan to escape from your lips. His mouth was hot and wet against your skin, his skilled tongue tracing circles and patterns that sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

. Each time he found a particularly sensitive spot, you couldn't help but arch your back and let out a gasp of delight. The sensations were overwhelming, and you felt yourself losing control under the skillful ministrations of his mouth and tongue.

. It was like being transported to another world, a world where only pleasure existed and all worries and inhibitions melted away.

. Your breaths came out in short, ragged gasps as your body arched and trembled with pleasure. "Hyun," you moaned, your voice trembling with need. "Please don't stop."

. His lips curved into a mischievous smile “Ok princess, I won’t stop if you squirt for me ”, he said, his voice a silken promise. He continued to explore every inch of your skin with his tongue, sending electric tingles coursing through your body.

. Your desire for him grew with each passing moment, like a wildfire spreading through your veins. You were at his mercy, completely lost in the sensation of his touch.

. The pressure in your core built to a fever pitch as he sucked and licked relentlessly, your orgasm building up like a storm gathering in the distance. "Hyun, I-I'm going to cum," you panted, your body tensing in anticipation.

. "That's it baby, let it all out for me," he coaxed, his words fueling the flames of your desire even more.

. And just like that, you exploded into a million pieces, your body shuddering and convulsing in ecstasy as your juices drenched his face and mixed with the evidence of your pleasure.

. Hyunjin moans into your core, sending vibrations through your sensitive skin that only served to heighten your pleasure."God you taste so good ,” he groaned, his voice a mix of lust and satisfaction.

Jisung

. Made it a goal every time to make you squirt he was so obsessed with the way your eyes would roll back into your head and the way you would moan his name as if it was the only thing that mattered in the world.

. As he continued to suck and nibble on your hard nub, his fingers delved deep inside of you , stretching and teasing you until you were practically mindless with need.

. As Jisung's name left your lips, it was punctuated with a throaty pant, your voice thick with desire. You could feel the heat emanating from your body, your skin flushed and tingling.

. "Mommy," he growled against your swollen clit, his voice heavy with need. "Please tell me you're going to squirt.

. You know how much I love it when you do." Your heart raced as his words washed over you, igniting every nerve in your body. The anticipation built as you awaited his touch, your mind filled with visions of pleasure and ecstasy.

. Your breaths came out in ragged gasps, your voice strained and desperate as you spoke. "I'm so close, Sungiee," you panted, feeling the coil of pleasure building inside you.

. "Yes, I'm going to cum." Jisung's movements became more urgent, his tongue swirling and teasing your clit while his fingers deftly explored your insides.

. The sensations were almost too much, but you didn't want him to stop. You wanted him to keep going until you exploded in ecstasy. Your body trembled with anticipation as the intensity of his actions increased, mimicking what he desperately wanted to do with his throbbing cock.

. “Mm-Mommy do it cum for me,” he groaned against your glistening core. His words were like fuel to the fire, and with a cry, your orgasm exploded through your body, unraveling every nerve ending and leaving you a quivering mess.

. Your eyes rolled back into your head as you cried out his name, the world around you dissolving into nothing but pleasure.

. “Mmphph-Jisung ”, you moaned, arching your back as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through your body. White-hot liquid spilled onto his waiting tongue and chin, and he didn't miss a beat, lapping up every drop like it was ambrosia."

Felix

. Strong fingers gripped tightly onto your plush, quivering thighs as his throbbing cock moved in and out of you with a rhythmic force. Each thrust sent a rush of intense pleasure coursing through your body, building with each passionate movement.

. He was completely devoted to making you feel good, pausing only to look into your eyes and ask for permission before continuing on his mission to make you cum over and over again. Your bodies were intertwined in a dance of ecstasy, fueled by desire and the desire to please one another.

. “ look how well your pussy squeezes me “ he groaned , his voice low and raspy as he plunged deeper and deeper inside you.

.The feel of him: hard, thick, and hot, filling you up so perfectly , drove all other thoughts from your head. All you could focus on was the intense pleasure building inside of you, threatening to shatter your very core.

. Felix loved the way your eyes closed as he slid in and out , as if his cock was the only thing that mattered in this world. The way your hands gripped onto his biceps for support, nails digging into his skin

. As you moaned his name like a prayer. The way your body arched so deliciously underneath him, begging for more of his attention.

. He loved every single moment of it ,every single second of having you under him, moaning and begging for more. Your moans spurred him on , driving him to move faster, harder.

. "F-Felix," you panted, your voice hoarse with pleasure. "I'm so close." His pace quickened in response, his hips a blur of motion as he fucked you relentlessly against the bed.

. “Show me how pretty you are when you cum , baby” he breathed against your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. With those words, your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave, ripping a guttural moan from deep within you.

. Your pussy clenched releasing clear liquid from your folds before it cascaded down onto his length , coating him in your juices.

. “Oh baby you made a mess I guess I’ll have to clean it up ” he smirked

Seungmin

. Wanted you to be his dumb puppy and think about nothing but his cock and his cock only. His grip on your waist tightened as he continued to drive himself into your wet, welcoming depths.

. You could feel his hardness pressed against your core, seeking out your entrance, demanding entrance.

. He wanted to claim you, to brand you as his and his alone. As he slid inch by agonizing inch inside of you, you let out a moan that was part moan, part whimper.

. The feeling of being fully impaled by Seungmin's thick girth sent shockwaves of pleasure through your body.

. “My dumb puppy likes it when I fuck her don’t she?” he growled, a sinister smile playing on his lips as he continued to grind into you. You could only whimper in response, your brain turned to mush.

. Hips never slowed, driving himself deeper and deeper inside of you with each thrust. He loved the way you clenched around him, your pussy squeezing him like a vice grip, milking him for all he was worth.

. He looked down at your flushed face, a sneer of triumph curling his lips as he continued to pound into you relentlessly.

. "Tell me you love it," he hissed in your ear. "Tell me you love my cock." His words were both a command and a question, and you found yourself powerless to deny him anything in that moment. In between pants and moans, you managed to utter the words he so desperately yearned to hear.

. "I-I love it ,” you moaned, your voice hoarse with pleasure. “I love your cock. Seungmin's only reply was a growl of satisfaction before he picked up the pace even more, effectively silencing you.

. His hips were a blur of motion, slamming into you with a ferocity that bordered on animalistic. You could feel your orgasm building once more, coiling deep in your core,

. Waiting to be unleashed. "Cum for me puppy, cum for your master!" He growled, pulling out and rubbing his throbbing cock against your clit, sending you over the edge once more.

. The pleasure was something you never felt before your pussy gushing juices onto his cock as you screamed out his name, your body shuddering with it's intensit

. “That’s a good puppy ”, he praised, stroking your damp hair as you both caught your breaths.

Jeongin

. Was god with his tongue he knew exactly how to elicit the most delicious moans from your lips, and he was never afraid to use it against you in every possible way .

. His tongue flicked expertly against your clit , sending shivers of pleasure coursing through your body. You could feel yourself getting closer with every flick of his skillful tongue, every nip of his teeth.

. The sound of your moans filled the room, bouncing off the walls and echoing back at you. It was both embarrassing and arousing at the same time, knowing that he had reduced you to a puddle of desire in such a short amount of time.

. "Oh god, Jeongin," you moaned, your fingers tangled in his hair as he continued to torment your most sensitive spot. His answer was a low growl before he slid two fingers inside you , stretching you out while his tongue continued to work magic on your clitoris .

. He marveled at the sensation of your slickness coating his fingers as they plunged in and out in rapid succession. His tongue danced and flicked, skillfully working in tandem with his skilled fingers. The wetness between your legs was overwhelming, a deliciously slick and inviting warmth that drove him wild with desire.

. “ Oh fuck! Right there don't stop " you moaned, grinding your hips against his face , seeking more contact as he continued to devour you. He chuckled deep in his throat, spurring you on.

. "You taste so fucking delicious, baby " he groaned against your pussy, his words vibrating against your sensitive clit.was too much, he knew it , but he couldn't stop himself from teasing you any longer .

. He removed his fingers and lapped it up , savoring your sweet nectar before moving back to your engorged nub. "Cum for me baby, cum for good ol' Jeongin " he growled against your core, his breath tantalizingly close to your core.

. Your body trembled as your orgasm flooded through you, waves of pleasure crashing against every nerve. A primal scream escaped your lips, his name a prayer on your tongue. Hot liquid sprayed onto his face, marking him with your ecstasy.

. "Mmmm..." he purred, his voice low and husky in your ear. "That's my good girl," he praised, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

It’s so sad that in order to get people to care about Palestine, we completely ignore the thousands of innocent men who have been killed in this genocide. We have to say “children”, or “women and children”, with slightly lower numbers, because the full death count is somehow seen as less tragic when we include men.

My heart aches for the innocent men of Palestine who have been slaughtered. You mattered just as much as anyone else. And for the men who are doing everything in their power to help their fellow Palestinians, we love and respect you. Thank you for all that you do.