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👁👄👁 SKZ challenge 👁👄👁
Day 24: a pic of your fav SKZ duo
Look at Minhos eyes of course I have to choose them
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minminyoonjii · 2 days
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#1 S-Class
[Stray Heart Untold Series]
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❤️Ultimate Masterlist
💜Rules and Guidelines
💙Introduction
🕯Summary:
Who knew rambling about a book you felt so passionate about could lead to an interaction like this.
🌹CW
Passionate Rambling|Honest Bickering|Wholesome|Dubious Ending
🍄Wordcount: 1K
"I like that one," a voice said behind you. Shivers ran down your back, "Ah, it's one of my favourites too," you said, confused on why you couldn't sense him. He chuckled, "It's unfortunate how it ends," he said, skimming through the array of books. You nodded in agreement, "Yeah," you sighed, rethinking the familiar ending. He grabs a book next to you, "What about it is unfortunate to you?" he asks, reading the book's back cover. 
"It's just upsetting that she threw all that unconditional affection for something comfortable," you huffed, facing the voice. He nodded, "But the book didn't even portray his reaction to the betrayal," he added, subtly trying to arrogate your expression. You furrowed your eyebrows, "I know but think about realistically, would you like getting tossed away in a blink as such?" you asked, holding back a glare. He laughed, "Touche," he said, picking up another book. 
You should've held back then but your thoughts split, "And besides, imagine giving up your all to someone and they just pull away because they were afraid," you grumbled before realising what you'd done. "Sorry," you blurted, covering your mouth. He shook his head, smiling, "There's nothing to apologise for, I admire that," he said, placing back the book he held. You raised an eyebrow, prompting him to continue his train of thought. 
He stifled a laugh, rubbing the back of his neck, "I admire that you're passionate about what you believe in," he said, averting your gaze. Your cheeks burned, "Thanks, um," you said, hesitantly reaching out your hand. "Chan," he said, shaking your hand in response. You took a moment to eye his features, embarrassment running through you when you realised he was your exact type. He gulped, pointing at another book, "This one is less bittersweet," he said, breaking his hold on your hand. 
You giggled, noticing his burning ears, "Well, thank you once again, kind sir," you said, bowing slightly. He chuckled, "The pleasure was all mine, my lady," he said, playing along. Your giggles echoed between the bookshelves, creating an atmospheric moment. "Are you here often?" he asks, curious as to when he could see you again. You nod, "Every alternate day from Monday," you say, holding the book you chose. 
He beamed, "Great, till then, my lady. It looks like I'm needed elsewhere," he said eloquently. You giggled, "I had fun conversing with you, Sir Chan," you said, waving as he stepped back. "As did I, my lady," he said, waving back. "Holy shit," you whispered, feeling your heart pound from your chest. Jisung leaned against the shelves, "Who the hell was that?" he teased, a smirk etched on his lips. You flinched, "A stranger that liked the book," you huffed, walking past him. 
Jisung's smirk grew wider, "Wait, the book? The one you couldn't stop rambling on about?" he laughed. You rolled your eyes playfully, "The exact one," you said, feeling a twinge of pride. "I mean as long as you didn't scare the poor man away, you might still have a chance before Valentine," Jisung said, ruffling your hair. You glared at him, "It's not like that, he's just interesting," you mumbled, tightening your hold around the book.
Jisung sighed, "For a hero, you really do wear your heart on your sleeve," he said, shaking his head. "What's wrong with that?" you mumbled, crossing your arms. Jisung laughed, "Everything, imagine a hero forgetting their responsibilities after getting stood up at a blind date," he pointed out. You scoffed, "That was one time and it was only a D-class heist, I wasn't even needed on scene," you sulked, defending yourself. "Yeah, yeah," Jisung chuckled, rolling his eyes playfully.
A sigh escaped your lips, "I just want to fall in love, is that too much to ask," you said, setting the book down on the counter. Jisung pursed his lips, "I mean in this economy, you're better off getting into a contract relationship with Cheon-sa," he teased, opening the sign-out book for you to record. "Oh, and let me guess. We own three locations, one each and a shared one for family," you said, smiling at the ridiculousness of it all. 
Jisung snapped his fingers, "Exactly, and no offence darling but his type has cock," he said, tucking his hair back with both his hands. You busted out into giggles, "Yeah, and the type that is slightly above average with a slight curve at the tip and is girthy enough that your hands can't wrap around it," you teased, laughing harder at his appalled expression. "Well, fuck you for listing my best friend's type like a diner order," Jisung said, faking a scoff. 
You jutted your bottom lip, going behind the counter to hug him, "Aww, come on," you whined. He chuckled, biting his bottom lip, "Fine, I'll keep it a secret. But if you piss me off again, I’m using this as blackmail material," he grinned, petting your head. You giggled, "Deal," you cheered, squishing his cheeks. He whined, "Now the get fuck off me," he cursed, glaring at you. You smiled, grabbing a truffle from his chocolate stash, "Thank you, thank you," you sang, running out of the store. Jisung gasped, "I spent money on those!" he exclaimed, standing up. 
He sighed, pushing back his hair, "She's lucky I care about her well-being," he mumbled, walking towards the book cart. "Hello, love," someone said, wrapping their arms around Jisung's waist. "This is getting bad," Jisung chuckled, leaning back into the person's chest while rearranging the books. The person chuckled, "Oh? What do you mean by that?" they asked, nuzzling their face against Jisung's neck. 
"I no longer flinch when you hold me by surprise," Jisung said, squirming from how ticklish it felt. "Isn't that a good thing?" the person asks, kissing Jisung's temple. Jisung sighed, "It's bad when your bookstore is the safety hub for Seoul's SS-class hero," he explained, turning to face Minho's cheek grin. Minho cooed, "You and I both know, this bookstore is off-limits for hero/villain rivalry," he said, stroking Jisung's cheek. 
"I know but it's in my nature to worry, I practically raised her," Jisung groaned, burying his face into Minho's chest. "She'll be fine, love," Minho reassured, patting Jisung's hair. "But what if," Jisung mumbled, peeking up. Minho cooed, "She has more villains taking care of her than you think," he whispered, placing a kiss on Jisung's forehead. 
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your lips, my lips – apocalypse ✶
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vkoqs · 4 months
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ㅤ 𝓫𝓪𝓻𝓮ㅤㅤㅤ 𝖻𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗂ㅤ ㅤᰭㅤㅤ ㅤ𝗏𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗅𝖾
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moonjxsung · 6 months
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Hi I wanna be anon ❤️‍🔥 PLZ?!!
Request: Lino whose shy gf has an oral fixation. She tells him that she craves his mouth to be on hers (tongue fucking each other) but also craves to being eaten out at the same time. This calls for one of his member to help 🤭🤭
❤️‍🔥 is all yours! I’ve added you to the anon list :)
Warning: smut below! mdni.
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“Truth,” Jisung says to Minho, sitting back on his heels as he reaches out to grab the joint from his grasp.
The three of you spend your Fridays like this a lot lately, on the floor of your shared apartment, getting high in your living room and stuffing your faces with greasy takeout food.
Although your neighbors aren’t partial to it (windows can only air out so much of the pungent smell, after all), they’re some of the happiest moments you share alongside your boyfriend and his best friend. Buzzed on the simultaneous joy of getting high and knowing that tomorrow is Saturday, your stomachs almost too full of sausage pizza and the shared laughter as you spill gory details of your life to each other through party games.
Minho thinks briefly, tilting his head up to look at the ceiling, before smirking at Jisung and speaking.
“Who’s the last person you got off to?”
Jisung pauses a moment, a sheepish grin growing on his face as he responds, barely above a whisper.
“My ex,” he says, earning a loud laugh from Minho.
“Dude, that’s so embarrassing. It’s been like, 3 years now.”
“I know,” Jisung groans. “I can’t help it.”
“You need to get laid,” you chime in, reaching for the joint from Jisung as he folds his hands in his lap.
You bring the roll to your lips, inhaling deeply and feeling the delightful burn as it hits the bottom of your lungs, exhaling with a stifled cough and passing it along to your boyfriend.
Minho smiles at you, leaning in for a kiss, which you passionately reciprocate. Jisung waits patiently for another question, his eyes flickering past your locked lips and up to the ceiling, feeling shameful when his gaze darts back down to watch you both.
Minho’s tongue glides along your bottom lip, smiling against you as you part your lips and grant him entrance, his tongue skillfully darting in and out of your mouth. A silence falls over the room as nobody speaks, but the sounds of saliva and tongues dancing along each other is loud as Jisung watches you both, admittedly a little turned on at the sight.
“Dude, it’s your turn,” he finally says to Minho, now a little bothered by his own reaction.
“Sorry,” Minho says, pulling away slightly to still graze his lips over yours. “She likes her mouth busy.”
You scoff back at Minho, a little flustered, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips again. Jisung’s breath hitches a little in his throat as he watches you both, jealousy bubbling in his chest as Minho speaks about you. He can’t remember the last time he kissed someone the way Minho gets to every day, much less be sexually intimate with.
“I don’t need to hear the gory details,” Jisung replies frustratedly.
“You’re watching, though,” Minho points out. “I’m just providing the facts.”
“Minho,” you say with a chuckle, hitting his arm lightly. “Don’t tease him,”
“Okay, okay,” he says, his arms up in surrender. “I digress.”
“We’re skipping you,” Jisung says, turning to face you this time.
“Y/n, truth or dare?”
You pause to think for a moment, toying with the pizza crust on your plate as he waits.
“Truth,” you say, shooting him a comforting smile.
Jisung’s eyes flicker between the two of you, taking a breath before he asks his question.
“What’s your weirdest fantasy?”
He half expects Minho to protest the question, which seems to overstep a lot of boundaries in his book, but Minho doesn’t- he just takes another bite of his pizza and waits for your answer, too.
“Hm…” you hum, cheeks flushing a robust shade of pink at the question. “You’re going to think I’m insane.”
“No I won’t,” Jisung responds, a breathy chuckle escaping his lips. “Can’t be more embarrassing than jacking off to your ex.”
“Okay,” you begin, shooting a shy smile at both of them.
“Kissing Min,” you begin, pausing briefly.
“That’s it?” Jisung queries.
“While,” you continue, the guys both perking up at your words. “Getting eaten out.”
Even Minho turns to look at you, furrowing his brows. “Really? You never told me that.”
“I was too scared to,” you say to Minho. “If I wasn’t buzzed right now I still wouldn’t have.”
“How’d you pick that one?” Jisung asks, curiously aroused.
“It just plays in my head a lot. Every time he kisses me for long enough I get all wet, and then he has to do something about it. But then I miss his lips on mine, y’know? Like he said, I like my mouth busy, but I want to cum. I dunno, it’s stupid.”
“It’s not stupid,” Minho interrupts, crawling toward you and cupping your face in one palm. “I would’ve done something about it if I knew.”
He leans into kiss you again, and Jisung rolls his eyes, watching frustratedly as the two of you make out in front of him for the nth time tonight. Only this time, Jisung’s interest is piqued when he sees Minho reach a hand down to your skirt, rubbing his middle finger gently over your clit and smiling against you when he feels you gasp into his mouth.
“You are wet,” he says curiously.
You pull away to nod, crossing your legs and avoiding eye contact with Jisung, hoping he didn’t witness the little act.
“You want to do something about it, baby?” Minho whispers tenderly, covering your body with his to keep some privacy from Jisung.
“What?” You inquire, furrowing your brows together. He gestures a little at Jisung behind him, earning a confused look from you.
“You want him to…” you begin, confused at his implication.
“He’s been staring all night,” Minho says in a whisper. “I won’t mind. It sounds kinda fun, actually.”
“Really?” You say, and Jisung grows irate behind you both.
“Guys, are we playing or not?” He questions with a groan.
With a small nod, Minho smiles back at you, turning to face Jisung.
“I’ll let you taste her,” he says, putting out the joint and meeting his gaze.
“What?” Jisung says, his cheeks already growing hot at the words.
“You heard me. You want to eat her out?”
Jisung stutters, unable to form a coherent thought, much less affirm what Minho is asking. “I- uh…is this like, some prank?”
“It’s not a prank,” Minho says, his tone turning serious.
“You haven’t done anything in forever, she’s horny, I’m too buzzed to go down on her properly. I’m giving you this one-in-a-lifetime opportunity to eat out my girlfriend while I watch. Are you in, or no?”
Jisung’s gaze catches yours, too, where your eyes are wide, curious with lust. You silently pray he’ll say yes to the offer, eager to calm the growing ache between your legs.
“I mean… only if she wants to,” Jisung finally says, still scared he’ll be reprimanded by Minho. But Minho just nods at the two of you affirmatively, gesturing you to the edge of the bed.
You eagerly oblige, resting your weight back on both palms while you take a seat on the edge of the bed, legs spread for Jisung as you flip up your skirt for him.
“Come here,” you say encouragingly. “I won’t bite.”
Minho smiles at your words, assuming his position behind you and tilting your face toward him.
“Just start whenever,” he says to Jisung, smiling before diving in to kiss you again. His tongue is all over yours like it was before, the lewd sounds teeming around the room all over again, exchanging saliva and little moans into each other.
Jisung nervously scoots forward, on his knees below you, his nose grazing your still-clothed cunt.
Minho was right- you are wet, a patch of dark gray visible on your light gray panties, the scent alone making him dizzy with anticipation. It’s been ages since Jisung got to pleasure someone, and it’s not until he’s right in front of you that he realizes how badly he wants this, too.
Without another second to spare, he tugs your panties down so they’re pooled at your ankles, the sight making him gasp. Your pussy is sopping, juices spread generously around your folds and painting your pulsing clit, practically luring Jisung to taste you. You moan a little as the cold air hits your bare skin, and Minho uses it as an opportunity to pull back a little, sucking on your tongue as he continues to tongue-fuck you.
Jisung swallows harshly, wondering momentarily if he’ll regret this, but he’s ridden with lust, and the implications don’t really matter right now. He lowers his face into your folds, licking one stripe upwards with his flattened tongue, watching intently as you arch up into his face.
Minho holds your hips down, smiling when he takes note that Jisung’s started, evident by the drool trickling down your lips.
Jisung licks another stripe, and then another, and another, until you’re trembling above him, legs coming around to clamp around his face.
“God, that feels so good,” you say, pulling away from Minho momentarily to push Jisung further into your pussy. You turn your attention back on your boyfriend, who trails his lips down to your chin and back up again, coating you in his equally needy saliva.
Jisung finally latches his lips around your clit and sucks harshly, earning a pornographic moan from you as his plump lips stimulate your bundle of nerves and make you shiver.
He’s completely lost in the taste of your arousal, feeling his mind go blank as all he can taste are your tangy juices on his tongue, your wetness seemingly never ending as Minho kisses you again and again. Jisung can’t help but groan against your cunt, feeling his own hard-on begin to grow against his abdomen as he sucks a little harsher against you.
When he pulls away to breathe, you’re glistening in his saliva, your juices pulsing erotically from your entrance at the stimulation.
“Fuck,” Jisung breathes, his eyebrows arched up in pleasure. “You’re so fuckin’ wet for this. You weren’t kidding about this being a fantasy.”
You chuckle lightly against Minho, relishing in the way he shoves his tongue a little further down your throat, swirling around your mouth to gather your saliva all over his.
Jisung gathers a wad of spit in his mouth, spitting harshly on your clit as you moan into Minho’s mouth, before diving back into your pussy and giving you long, repeated licks up your folds.
He begins to make out with your cunt now, mirroring the way Minho kisses you, his tongue darting out harshly to graze over your clit and swirl his spit around. Your moans are much louder now, hardly being able to kiss Minho back as your hand flies to Jisung’s scalp to push him into you.
“Stay still for me, baby,” Minho says with a smirk, directing your face back toward his and shoving his tongue down your throat again.
When Jisung’s tongue darts into your entrance, you gasp in pleasure, arching desperately into his face and beginning rhythmic grinding movements against his tongue. As you ride his tongue, your moans are muffled into Minho’s mouth, who pins your hips down further against the bed to keep your attention on him.
Jisung alternates between making out with your cunt, kissing your folds and your clit breathlessly, and then moving further down to fuck you with his tongue.
Your head is spinning in pleasure, your entire body feeling as though you’re levitating as you near your orgasm. You open your eyes momentarily, which have been shut blissfully in pleasure, to take in the view around you- Jisung’s face buried deep in your cunt as his mouth glistens with your juices, and Minho’s slender fingers angling your chin toward him to keep your mouth busy.
It’s certainly not the way you’d expected tonight to go, but you’re not complaining, your entire body trembling as you feel yourself get close.
“Mm- I’m gonna- Min, I’m gonna cum on his face,” you say, warning your boyfriend as you pull away to gasp down at Jisung.
He trails kisses down your bruised neck, meeting your lips again as he delivers repeated chaste kisses and pushes your hips up against Jisung.
“Cum, baby. This was for you, right?”
You nod desperately, gripping his forearms for support.
“Cum for him,” he says, smiling against you. “Want you to finish on his tongue. Feel good, using my friend for pleasure like this? I’d do it myself, but I know you like to keep your mouth busy. Can’t get enough of this pretty little mouth.” He kisses you again, muffling your response with his tongue.
Jisung latches onto your clit at your admission, sucking harshly and moaning against you. You grind against him in riding motions, chasing your orgasm as both of them continue to tongue-fuck you so skillfully and deliciously. And then with trembling thighs, you clasp your legs around his face, feeling your clit pulsate as your entrance gushes cum onto his tongue, coating his face in your release as you moan breathlessly. He remains down there as Minho kisses trails of saliva off you, lapping up at your release like a starving animal, his eyes still hooded with lust from the pussy-drunk state he’s in.
Jisung finally pulls away from you when Minho does, wiping his mouth with the back of his chin and panting heavily. Minho tenderly wipes your chin with his thumb, climbing off the bed to get you a towel.
“All good?” Minho says casually, like it’s a regular occurrence amongst the three of you. You nod at him, looking to Jisung for a reaction.
Jisung nods too, wincing a little bit, and you furrow your brows in response.
“Alright,” Minho says, making his way to the door “Jisung, you go take care of that,” he explains, gesturing to the massive hard-on Jisung flaunts underneath his flannel pajama pants.
You understand now, giving him a little nod as he exits the room to the bathroom. When he’s out of sight, Minho joins you on the bed again, rubbing his thumb across your cheek lovingly.
“Was it okay? Do you feel good?”
“It was so much better than I imagined,” you respond, giving his spare hand a little squeeze.
“I’m glad,” Minho says, bringing a towel down between your legs. “Just want you to feel good, okay? Next time, you don’t have to wait on a game of truth or dare to tell me what you want.”
And the atmosphere doesn’t feel any less awkward when Jisung returns after a few minutes, scarfing down the remainder of his pizza, like it’s a regular occurrence amongst the three of you.
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Meanwhile...
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incorrectskzquotes · 5 months
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Minho: This is a dispatch article. On the home page, there’s a picture of me kissing Jisung by the lake. Chan: Why were you kissing Jisung by the lake? Minho: I caught a fish, I was excited. I kissed the fish too, but of course they don’t show you that.
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he’s just like me fr
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love-zara-skz · 7 months
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Kidnapper: i have your kid
Chan: which one i have 7…
Kidnapper: the really loud, annoying one that never shuts up
Chan:
Chan: which one i have 7…
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lee know's underappreciated dad jokes collection (1/?)
translation and joke explanation credit to straykidscrumbs
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andressa0 · 22 days
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loooopside · 8 months
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OH LORD HAVE MERCY.
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SIR. SIR WHAT IS THIS LOOK.
I was already on my knees but now I'm UNDERGROUND. Please PLEASEEEE
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ur-boyfiend · 2 months
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me, making gifs: god i fucking hate making gifs
anyways :
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bonus:
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[video credit] also please ignore the shitass quality i edit stuff on my phone ;-; (youtube to mp4 my beloved <3)
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