As A Riize Stan I Absolutely Agree GO STAN BOY NEXT DOOR They Are Like The Coolest Ever And Their Music

As a Riize Stan I absolutely agree 💯 GO STAN BOY NEXT DOOR they are like the coolest ever and their music is so addicting. I love them so much 😍 (also bring Seunghan back I miss him so much)

actually speaking of riize boycott if anyone is looking for a group to stan in the meantime (or also hopefully even after seunghan comes back and we all return) then might i recommend BOYNEXTDOOR!!!!!!!

please im begging they’re actually the. group ever. the only group ever they’re the best ever like im not even kidding. they’re so good. selling points: music is fire, they do alllll their performances live and they’re all so good, stage presence and choreo is so insane and cute as hell, they’re all cute as hell, their group chemistry is sooooo so good. if you’re not convinced then idk what else to say.

Not me getting my bias robbed 😭😞 (jk I am so glad my baby has more fans)

ive kept this to myself but i am now also jaehyun biased

Wow 😦

# stepbrother!hyuck… nsfw !!

# nsfw + minors dni !! haechan is kind of a loser, mentioned reader situationship w jaemin, creampies and less than polite language. don’t like it, don’t read it.

bet that loser,,, jaemin doesn’t fuck you this good, huh? stepbrother!hyuck smirks smugly, if anything, the sheets torn off the corners of his bed say more than enough, as if the bruises on your hips and teary streaks down your cheeks can hide a lie. and as you attempt to cry some kind of reply, his hand shoves your face into his sheets, gray and black blurring your tear filled vision, haven’t fucked your dumb enough yet? shouldn’t even say shit, his grin only growing as he thrusts hard, hands gripping your hips up like a cute cunt to use when he fucks you, his oh so sweet stepsister, who’s supposedly in some kind of “in between not quite” relationship with jaemin or something, not like it fucking matters to him though.

but fuck, when you lean over your desk without the door closed, ass peeking out from beneath a short skirt, gaze so focused on dolling up for a date with jaemin, irritation seethes beneath his skin as he stares so shamelessly, your top dipping low enough to give him a generous view of yoir cleavage, outfit begging to be fucked in his backseat after a shitty date that jaemin gets because he’s charming, charismatic, some shit like that. and god, it makes him annoyed. so what else to do but fuck you up before your date, make you late, make you dumb on your stepbrother’s cock instead of jaemin’s, who fucking deserves to be left hanging for a bit anyways, doesn’t he.

and what a dumb stepsister you are, acting like you don’t want it when you’ve soaked your panties visibly, telling him ‘s not a good time, have a d-date! when you’re the one letting him spread your thighs, whining and begging him with doll eyes when he slaps and spits on your pussy, not even trying to hide the way you push your cute ass into his obvious bulge, like you want to get fucked by your stepbrother, some date you’ve got.

so what? your skirt flipped up as you whine and moan into his sheets, begging his name, h-hyuck, ‘so good ‘m gonna cum! drool on your lips as you peek up at him from over your shoulder, fingers clenching his comforter as he roughly thrusts into the lewd, soaked mess of your cunt, wet slaps of skin on skin as his glasses fog with heavy, panting breaths, your date night makeup running down with tears and outfit disheveled, gonna fuckin show up to your date like this, slut? sit on his lap when you’re stuffed with my cum? god, shouldn’t it be so embarrassing as heat flushes your skin, his taunts only making you moan his name, too dumb on his cock? wailing his name, h-hyuck— h-hyuck! you stupidly sob as your high is overridden by his, sensation of hot cum pouring into your used cunt as he creampies your pussy, leaking creamy white as you moan, stuffed full n filled up with your stepbrother’s seed, mascara stains and your drool on his comforter as hyuck can only scoff and roughly hit your ass. and the chime of your phone notifications going off, as he grabs your phone and unlocks it with your obvious 1111 passcode.

jaem (8:09): hey baby, coming soon?

jaem (8:23): been waiting for you, need your pussy, princess

jaem (9:17): really leaving me like this? i won’t be so nice next time.

and stepbrother!hyuck who snaps a photo of your spent pussy, leaking his cum, as his finger hovers over the send, his eyes dark with a taunt as he meets your desperate, teary gaze.

Not Sangyeon catching them 🤭😭

[9:47PM] Jump Scare - (j.cm)

Warnings: Smut (18+, minors DNI), bf!Changmin, cockwarming, mentions of dry humping, making out, groping, unprotected p in v, just the tip 😏, pet name (baby), something nasty happening with other people around. Word Count: 0.9K

A/N: based on this idea that was sent a lifetime ago. Forgot that this idea came from you too omg @snowflakewhispers HAHA Proofread once, this one was fun to write! Tagging @deoboyznet @aimeecarreros @winterchimez

Thinking about bf!Changmin, who’s got both of you in a… well quite a compromising position while your friends are around. Now don’t worry, it’s not that any of your friends can actually see what you and Changmin are up to, it’s just a naughty little secret between a boyfriend and a girlfriend.

It was an accident really, you weren’t supposed to be in this position with him at all. Changmin had invited you over to his place and at some point you couldn’t keep your hands off each other. Making out and grinding into each other on the couch while a movie you put on was just playing in the background.

“Just a little bit baby…” He mumbles against the sensitive skin of your neck.

“Min, we have to- fuck, w-we should be watching.” You whine as you grip his hair.

“The movie can wait.” He licks a trail from your collarbone all the way to that spot beneath your earlobe. “C’mon please? Just the tip? I promise I’ll be quick.”

“Okay fine, just the tip alright?” You sighed in defeat.

And just like that, Changmin gets off you and sits back on the couch, patting his lap with that mischievous grin on his face. You get up to sit on him, your back pressed against his chest as you start slowly moving your hips, grinding your ass against his semi-hard bulge.

His hands play with your breasts for a bit as he leaves kisses on your neck before unzipping his pants and pulling out his cock. You lift your hips enough for him to pull your flimsy shorts and underwear to the side with one hand while the other holds his member, the tip rubbing in-between your wet folds and finally pushing the head inside your entrance.

“Fuck your pussy’s too greedy, practically sucking me in.” He groans as he slowly thrusts up, desperately wanting his whole length inside you right now.

“You said only the tip Min-” You breathe out.

“Just a little more promise, not all the way.” Changmin whispers in your ear as you lay back into him. He guides your hips lower, inserting more of himself inside. God you both can feel the delicious stretch of your walls hugging his member. Changmin continues to thrust slowly into you as much as he can go, holding back all his willpower to just shove it all in until-

Knock knock knock.

“Open up Changmin!” A voice from the front door shouts.

The sound startles both of you and you accidentally sink into his lap so quick almost forgetting that half of Changmin’s dick was literally inside you until you felt him go all the way in, the tip hitting that spot you love. You nearly moan out so loud but Changmin covers your mouth quickly.

“Stay still…” Changmin says to your through gritted teeth, trying to conceal the groan that was stuck in his throat when you fully sat on him. He scrambles to grab the throw blanket on the couch and covers you both while your friends start entering the apartment.

“What? Did you guys start the movie already without us?” Younghoon chuckles.

“Huh?” You both ask him simultaneously.

“It’s movie night lovebirds! Did you forget? C’mon!” Haknyeon chimes in as he plops on the couch next to the two of you. You subtly turn to Changmin with a panicked look on your face.

“Just keep quiet okay?” He whispers in your ear.

Looks like this is gonna be one hell of a night.

The whole time during the movie you try your best not to squirm, but as the minutes go by that task alone becomes more difficult especially when you or Changmin adjust yourselves every now and then, the tip of his cock nudging that sweet spot in you every time.

Changmin tries to subtly pinch or hold your hips whenever he feels your walls fluttering around him or when his member twitches inside you, a sign that he is also trying his best to keep calm and not make anything obvious.

Though, while you were panicking internally, seeing you in such a state and trying your best not to elicit any erotic sound was rather amusing for Changmin. He’s never seen you like this before and it was causing a little fire burning inside him, telling him that this will definitely not be the last time he would want to do this to you.

‘Whose idea was it to watch a horror movie?’ You thought to yourself. You could never stay still with these things, which was why it was becoming harder for you to not move.

And while some of your friends were talking, some focusing on the movie, a jump scare appears on the screen. The scene and everyone’s reaction caused your body to jolt up, making you slightly bounce on Changmin’s length. You yelp, but the sound of it was almost borderline erotic that you had to quickly fake cough to hide it and play it off cooly.

You’re stuck in your own thoughts, overthinking if anyone had noticed your near slip but Changmin, amused as ever, pinches your thighs, bringing you back to reality.

“Better stay quiet baby, or else they’ll know what’s going on under this blanket.” He whispers in your ear.

But what you both didn’t know was Sangyeon was growing suspicious of the two of you since he entered the apartment.

And now with that weird sound you just made along with the fact that you haven’t left Changmin’s lap since they got there, he can’t stop thinking if whether or not what he thinks is happening under those sheets is actually happening.

This was so sweet 🥺😍

“forget? you?” — shb x gen!reader

a little something i wrote to get back into my writing flow!

ex!hanbin has been plaguing my mind for a while now. the type to make the heart wrenching decision to break up with you to follow his dreams in hopes of finding what he wanted in the spotlight, ready to sacrifice the comfort of your embrace to chase what he has been dreaming of for years.

“thank you for always being by my side, but i don’t know if i can be happy if i don’t try one last time. i don’t want to break your heart, angel, but will you let me go?”

and you did. of course you did, how could you not? you could always see the sparkle in his eyes when he showed you a new choreography he made, the longing in his gaze when watching others dance on the same stages he could only dream of being on. you knew he was happy with you, you knew he loved you. he was happy, loved and comfortable, yet unfulfilled. because while you would give him every single star in the night sky if you could, no amount of your love would sustain his desire to become the shiniest star of them all himself.

so you let him go, gave him your blessing and told him to better make it to the top so your love was not given up in vain.

you had never seen hanbin cry so much before.

“i promise, angel. i’ll carry you with me in my heart.”

and truth be told, ex!hanbin held his promise. he made it. a leader, a highly sought after visual, a mc, a vocalist.

he’s not your binnie anymore. he’s not the one waking up an hour before your alarm to make you breakfast anymore. he’s not picking you up from work with that sweet smile and a smoothie in his hand. he doesn’t try to teach you his choreos anymore. he doesn’t giggle at you while fixing your hair anymore.

on days where it’s especially hard you catch yourself wishing you had refused, had kept him close to you. had begged him to stay back, to not sacrifice all the serene happiness you shared; but then you snap back to reality, the realisation that these selfish thoughts keep crawling their way up making you feel guilty.

it’s a sick twist of fate, you think, when you happen to walk past a wall of support ads for him plastered along your way. you don’t know whether to laugh or cry; whether you should be elated he is receiving an amount of love you could never have given him or whether you should be hurt and bitter that all this meant more to him than you seemingly ever did.

it’s not fair to compare like that, you know that, but it’s not like he’s there to defend himself. he’s never there anymore.

in your inner frenzy, the internal fight between wanting to support the man you still love oh so deeply and the selfish wish to have kept him for yourself, you bump into someone, misty eyes barely focused enough to notice the person in front of you.

you look up briefly to apologise, wanting nothing more than to get away from this overstimulating throwback to your better times, only to realise that the devil — angel — himself is standing right there.

right there, in front of you. sung hanbin. your binnie.

you know it’s him immediately despite the mask he’s wearing. the all too familiar sparkle in his eyes and his pretty lashes that you know all too well blinking back at you in shock, his eyes desperately darting over your face in an attempt to drink in every little change and detail.

you’re just about to speak when he turns at the sound of his name, which is when you finally realise the crowd standing not too far away, observing him like hawks and pointing their phones at him.

right. he’s idol binnie now.

so you bow politely and leave, trying your best to manoeuvre through the crowd. your heart is beating in your ears, your thoughts all jumbled and confused. you haven’t seen him in so long. not in person, anyways, and now you’re running away? what else could you have done?

it’s like you’re on autopilot, not even noticing you’ve made your way back home until you’re stood in front of your apartment. it’s then when you’re about to unlock your door, planning to crawl into bed and never come back out, that your phone vibrates.

first once, then twice.

“i don’t know if you want to talk to me anymore, but i was happy to see you today. even if it was really short.”

“i miss you.”

“you didn’t forget?”

“forget? you?”

“i could never. i love you.”

”did you ever think about dating an idol?”

ex!hanbin who, i think, would give it all up to follow his dream only to realise every single version of his future had you in it. and now he’s here, trying to win you back, hoping it’s not too late. because ex!hanbin is not only a romantic, but also in love. deeply, unabashedly in love.

NO BECAUSE HE'S FUCKING WHINING??? GOODNESS GRACIOUS