𝓚𝒶𝓇𝒾 [INDEFINITE HIATUS]

♡ '99 ♡ black ♡ She/Her ♡ 🄼🄳🄽🄸

[brownsugarbaybee]

Bee Mine?

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5'1 𝐝𝓮ﺎᴜ𝘀i𝓸𝔫𝕒ﺎ 𝓰𝓸𝓻𝓵 ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ sʜᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇs

ʙʏғ: 𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓬𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓻

ᴛʜɪs ʙʟᴏɢ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇs ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ, ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ᴛᴏᴘɪᴄs.

ᴜɴᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ? ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ 🫴🏽🚪

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[wnjunhui]

S.COUPS | MET GALA 2025

[brownsugarbaybee]

GORGEOUS STUNNING AMAZING HANDSOME

[lynxindisguise]

[hoonstqr]

as a masochist, i see this as a win-win :)

np tags: @ghstzzn @heesmiles @b1mbodoll @kireilien @bussolares @bambiihee @faeyun + anyone who wants to join <3

[ghstzzn-deactivated20250519]

ykw… fuck yeah!

do it… or don’t… even if u aren’t tagged: @heechwe @tinycatharsis @everyonewooeverywhere

[ikeukiss]

HAHAHAHAH that’s valid (thank you for the tag @ghstzzn 🩷)

tagging @xomakara @lovetaroandtaemin @kwanisms @babeyun @faeyun @prkhaven and anyone else who wants to do this!

[svtiddiess]

Wasn't tagged but I wanted to do it 👀

I'm not surprised 🧍‍♀️

Tagging: @gyubakeries @chugging-antiseptic-dye @soo0hee @brownsugarbaybee @ourdawnishotterthanourday @nothoughtsjustfic @tomodachiii

[soo0hee]

Thanks for the tag wifey

Yeah, that tracks lmao

No pressure tags: @imtoanonymousforyou @thesafecafe @brownsugarbaybee

[thesafecafe]

Thanks for the tag my little love!

I'm- hm. Okay. 😭😭😭

Tagging, no pressure: @andysorbit , @calibabii21, @bl00d-beats-black , @frenchkisstheabyss , @brownsugarbaybee

[brownsugarbaybee]

Appreciate the tags my loves: baby, daughter and wifey

Well... 🤷🏽‍♀️

Tagging whoever wants to.

[nawaffs-deactivated20200221]

You never know what people have to go home to, always be kind.

[classycookiexo]

Keep going baby 💗

[yrg0ama]

there’s no timeline to follow🩶

[yum-nyang]

1999

[thepeacefulgarden]

[goldenretrieverjakezgirlbaby]

THE ALBUM DROP, THE CURSING, JAYS BIRTHDAY, JAY SAYING SHAKE ASS , GUYS IM GOING FREAKING INSANE.

Sim Jaeyun - 02 line!

[iceprince-psh]

📸InvitaSim_Jake

[morganaawriterr-deactivated2026]

FIRST OF ALL!!! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN THE NAME OF THE NEW ALBUM IS "DESIRE: UNLEASH"?????? HELLLOOOO?????

Also the lyrics "i can't touch you but I'm gonna make you mine??????" HELLO WHAT THE FUCKKK???

Then... SUNGHOON SLEEVELESS OMG 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭🩷🩷 I AM NOT SO STRONG 😭😭😭

[urichilsworld]

GAUWDDDDDDDDDDD

cr: @/mewtthw on X

[brownsugarbaybee]

Imagine being his girl and you’re at a bonfire with the members. You look up from staring off into space and this man is staring at you like this? He doesn’t stop staring at you even you pull out your camera and take a picture. Later you ask why he was staring at you and he’s just like, “cause your beautiful”

He doesnt strike me as the type to be overly affectionate, but sometimes he hits you with shit like that.

Guuurrrlll no okay, this is cure. Look look look

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

You’re curled up in someone’s hoodie, fingers toying with the frayed edge of your sleeves as the bonfire crackles low and golden. The others are half-drunk off laughter, bickering over marshmallows and who burned what, but your mind’s somewhere else—floating with the smoke.

Then you feel it.

That kind of stare that makes your skin buzz. You glance up, and there he is. Wonwoo. Half-shadowed by firelight, half-golden glow. Arms folded, legs stretched out in that lazy, cool-boy way. But his eyes? They’re locked on you. Not blinking. Not looking away even when you squint at him and pull out your phone like, “Boy, what?”

Click. Flash. Still staring.

Later, when the flames are just embers and people are passing out in hammocks or shuffling back inside, you nudge his arm and ask, all low-key like,

"Why were you looking at me like that?"

He doesn’t skip a beat. Just shrugs, mouth barely lifting in that quiet little almost-smile.

"Cause you’re beautiful."

Like it’s a fact. Like gravity. Like the stars don’t even matter when you’re sitting right there.

And it floors you. Because he doesn’t say stuff like that often. He’s not the type to constantly whisper sweet nothings or blow up your phone with heart emojis. But every once in a while? He drops a bomb like that and leaves you reeling, all soft and smitten and trying to play it cool when your heart is practically doing somersaults.

He goes back to sipping his drink like he didn’t just ruin you for every other man alive.

Because that’s Wonwoo.

Quiet. Observant. Deadly with a compliment when you least expect it.

And you're his.

[brownsugarbaybee]

DWBH | K.MG

Part 1 | Part 2

You drop to your knees like gravity demanded it, not hesitation in sight—just devotion. He looks down at you with those dark eyes, wide and reverent, as if he can’t quite believe it.

“Y/n…” his voice is already low, already trembling, and you haven’t even touched him yet.

But you do. Slow at first, unwrapping him like a gift, kissing the skin above his waistband, tugging gently till he’s free and in your palm—already thick, already twitching from just the look in your eyes, just the tought of you.

You lick your lips.

Then you wrap them around him, slow and deep. He groans. His hand flies to your hair and you hum around him, that soft vibration making him curse.

You give him everything. Eyes up. Taking him in deeper, letting your throat adjust, one hand gripping his thigh, the other stroking where your mouth can’t yet reach. Spit gathers, messy and wet and perfect.

"Fuck, baby," he moans, hips stuttering. “You’re—shit—you’re still so good at this.”

You don’t stop. You glance up with a look that says I know, and that only makes him twitch harder in your mouth. You take him deeper, until he hits the back of your throat, your eyes watering, but you don’t let go.

He’s gripping the edge of the counter now, knuckles white. His voice is all wrecked, trying not to alert his sleeping girlfriend, half-sobs, head tipped back, and he keeps whispering your name like a prayer. You slide your tongue just right and he chokes on a moan.

You hollow your cheeks, bob faster, deeper, and his thighs shake—he warns you he’s close, but you don’t pull away. You want to taste it. Want to feel him fall apart from just your mouth.

And when he does? It’s like a flood. Groaning your name, hands tangled in your hair, trembling all over as you swallow around him and don’t stop till he’s fully spent.

You pull back, lips swollen, wiping your mouth as you look up at him with a lip bitten smile.

He’s staring at you like you just redefined the word euphoria.

Mingyu stared at you, chest still rising and falling from the mess you both just made. His hair was sticking to his forehead, his lips parted as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't.

You were still trying to catch your breath, when he finally spoke.

“Why are you here?” His voice was quieter now, less frantic, like he already knew the answer but needed to hear it anyway. “You broke up with me.”

You let out a sad little laugh, tilting your head back against the counter. “Only because you already fell out of love with me.”

He flinched, just barely, but enough for you to see it.

“But you still want my body like this,” you continued, looking up at him, eyes searching his face. “You don’t love me anymore, but you still take me like you do.”

Mingyu ran a hand down his face, exhaling shakily. He didn’t deny it. How could he?

Because even now, with regret creeping in, with his girlfriend asleep upstairs, with the ghost of your mouth still warm against his… he wanted you again.

And that was the worst part.

You push yourself up from the floor, legs still unsteady, but you manage. Mingyu doesn’t stop you. He just watches, jaw clenched, fingers twitching like he wants to reach for you but knows he shouldn’t.

You smooth down your clothes, swallow down the lump in your throat, and force a small, sad smile. “Don't worry.”

Mingyu still doesn’t say anything. His hands ball into fists at his sides.

You take a shaky breath, then step past him. “Be happy, Gyu.”

He squeezes his eyes shut at the nickname, but by the time he opens them, you’re already gone. The door clicks shut behind you, and he just stands there, staring at the space you left behind.

Upstairs, his girlfriend stirs once more, calling his name.

Mingyu rubs a hand over his face and turns off the kitchen light.

[brownsugarbaybee]

Not sure if I mentioned this before, but imagine for Nana tour when they are busting in to everyone’s room, Wonwoo’s girl is in the bathroom cause they just finished the nastiest sex marathon. She stays in there hiding the entire time cause the cameras. And Wonwoo has to text Cheoli like, “soo, my girls in the bathroom, no she wasnt on camera, please go give her clothes!”

No because you'd be perched on the toilet lid, legs absolutely useless and just trying to breathe like normal. Then a knock on the door and you're ready to panic but then Seungcheol quietly says it's him. He cracks the door open and then bites back a smirk at your state and you're just like so far gone you dint even care enough.

"Wonu sent me"

And you nod slowly as he approaches and helps you get dressed. Then you wince and he's like

"Damn, he went hard, huh?"

"Shuddup and fix my panties."

[euphoriaishername]

These are some of my favourite stories of Hong Joshua I've read so far!

Make sure to support these authors. I'll be adding more as time goes on.

Also find my other recommendations post of one-shots.

the royal gambit by @idyllic-ghost

Unveiling Hearts: The Law of Attraction by @idyllic-ghost

pushing and pulling by @hannieween

hoax by @lovelyhan

isohel by @toruro

108 hours by @strayed-quokka

Something Between Us by @thedensworld

Where you're convenient by @miabebe

Gentleman by @starlightxsvt

Snowflakes by @brownsugarbaybee

Anonymously Yours by @joonsytip

tell me that you love me [part 1] [part 2] by @wheeboo

too nice by @mochacoda

golden hour by @dkfile

royally screwed [part 1] [part 2] by @husbandhoshi

Just Like That by @kwanisms

Be My Sin by @miaoua3

HELP! My Neighbour is an Alien a Porn Star by @kwanis

skin by @bratzkoo

fungal affairs by @starrdustshuas

Sweet Dreams by @wonusite

Calendar Killer by @miabebe

[brownsugarbaybee]

IRDC | K.MG

Pt.1 IDC

Mingyu’s heart damn near stopped when he heard her voice.

Shit.

His hand flew over your mouth instinctively, muffling any sound you might make. Your eyes gleamed with mischief as your hands continued their slow, torturous exploration—running over his stomach, tracing the lines of his abs beneath his hoodie, dipping lower—

He clenched his jaw, inhaling sharply.

“Babe?” she called again, voice laced with sleep.

He swallowed, forcing his voice to stay steady. “Just getting water!”

You bit down on his palm playfully, making his grip tighten as he shot you a warning look. But the way your fingers grazed over the waistband of his sweats said you didn’t give a damn.

And neither did he.

Not when you were here. Not when his body remembered yours better than it ever learned hers.

Mingyu’s breath hitched as you dropped to your knees right in front of him, eyes dark with mischief.

Fuck.

He shot a frantic glance toward the bedroom, where his girlfriend was still waiting, completely unaware of the disaster unfolding in the kitchen. His hand hovered between stopping you and gripping the counter for dear life.

“Are you crazy?” he hissed under his breath, but you just smirked up at him, running your hands up his thighs.

His pulse pounded in his ears. He should push you away. He should walk back into that room and pretend this never happened.

But then you pressed a kiss right over his waistband, and his fingers curled into fists.

“Mingyu?”

His whole body went rigid. Shit. Shit. Shit.

He grabbed your shoulders, yanking you back up onto your feet, chest heaving. “Yeah?” he called, voice slightly strained.

A pause. Then, “Come back to bed.”

You grinned, whispering, “Go on, then.”

His jaw clenched. His hands trembled against your arms. He stared at you like you were the single biggest mistake he was about to make all over again.

And yet…

“Five minutes,” he called back.

Your smirk widened.

And you undid his sweats...before sinking right back down.

Part 3

[brownsugarbaybee]

IDC | K.MG

Mingyu blinked hard at the sound of knocking, groggy and disoriented as he checked his phone. 3:07 AM.

Who the hell—

He shuffled to the door, rubbing at his face before unlocking it. The second he saw you, standing there in nothing but an oversized hoodie, eyes glassy, breath uneven—his heart stopped.

“Are you serious right now?” His voice was low, controlled. “It’s been months, months, and you show up here like this?”

You didn’t answer. You just looked at him—looked through him. And he knew. He always knew.

His jaw clenched. His knuckles turned white against the doorframe.

“…She’s asleep in my bed,” he finally said, voice raw.

You swallowed. “I don’t care.”

His breath hitched. Fuck. You always knew how to break him.

Mingyu didn’t know what snapped first—his patience or his self-control. One second, he was glaring at you, torn between slamming the door shut and dragging you inside. The next, his hands were in your hair, and his lips were crushing against yours.

Fuck.

He shouldn’t be doing this. He shouldn’t.

But the way you melted into him—gripping his hoodie like you’d fall apart without him, tilting your head just enough for him to deepen the kiss—made it impossible to care.

His body moved on instinct, pulling you inside, pressing you against the wall like muscle memory. Your breath was uneven, needy, his.

“…She’s upstairs,” he panted between kisses, hands tightening on your waist.

You just stared at him, lips swollen, eyes dark. “I. Don’t. Care.”

And Mingyu?

Mingyu was already too far gone.

Pt.2