He Is So Cute

He is so cute 🥺🥰

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Since I saw no one talking about it I will. Yunho looked so FINE in Coachella like I was not okay and I am currently still recovering 😫

Yunho ✧ Coachella 2024

GO CHECK OUT &TEAM I LOVE THIS GROUP ❤️❤️

guys stop sleeping on &team please

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.

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.

the urge to watch the mv BUT I WILL NOT NO NOT TODAY ILL DEDICATE A WEEK TO CATCHING UP ON RIIZE CONTENT IF I HAVE TO BUT

AFTER

SEUNGHAN COMES BACK