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i would give up heaven if i have to ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀ just to get another taste of your sweet venom (‘05)
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hi guys, hope everyone is doing well.
ngl, after march 10th, i’ve been feeling unmotivated to write enhypen fanfics. after what happened to the group and school overstimulating me, i legit had no energy to think of anything 😭😭 i had school that made me soooo fcking busy and now im dealing with more shifts at my jobs to save up money. so idk when im truly free😖💔⛓️i tried writing last night but my mind will never stay in one scenario. it always change and then i get unsatisfied and then i give up overall, idk why is my mind is all over the placeeee
hopefully during this month (happy pride month 🏳️🌈💕) i’ll lock in since i have no more school 😁 i really want to go back to writing. i hope i can i drop something really soon i have so many drafts written but yeahhh im a perfectionist in my works😭 hopefully my ideas will come irl 😍🙏 anyways enhypen is 7 ❤️love you guyssss
the people yearn for more boob obsessed jakey
the way i agree with this post!! jake would be the type to grope, caress, suck, play with your tits like it’s either his stress toy or solving a rubix cube. he lovesss touching and feeling your soft skinnnn like he’s a touchy man 🫰🫰
dirty little secret / nishimura riki
౨ৎ## the way she feels inside, those thoughts i can’t deny
nishimura riki x fem reader!
synopsis: being in a surreptitious relationship with riki is one thing, but getting caught is another.
includes: 3.5k words | SMUT | introverted riki ! x bubbly yn | jealous riki | possessive sex | phone sex ¿? | oral (f receiving) | missionary | doggy | marking | lowkey mad sex👀 | pet names | yn got a secretive dirty mouth 😄 | dirty talk | masturbation | mischievous riki | cum eating | cursing | praise | degradation | unprotected sex (DONT DO IT!) | aftercare | riki’s tad funny😙 | yn’s popular but she knows her standards😝 (period) | minors do not read or interact.
extra: yooo i had this idea last night😹 so i rushed this lowkeyyy | happy saturday my loves💗 | ALSO CHANGED MY PFP?? i like it🫰🤓 | riki is a hot motherfucker | lowkey riki is the type of person to do this….| inbox and requests are open~
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let your body loose / sim jaeyun
౨ৎ## all this tension, baby, let your body loose
sim jaeyun x fem reader!
synopsis: your clingy boyfriend knows exactly how to make get your attention
includes: 2.2k words | SMUT | yn a little mean😿 | jake loves boobs!❤️ | fingering | making out | cursing | pet names | pwp | praising | jake dirty talk!! | yn’s real asf about jake cursing | minors do not read or interact.
extra: this is saur last minute! | impulse jake thought! | jake’s great with his fingers right? | lowkey need jake to finger me, who said dat🤓 | can you tell im a praise girlie¿? | short smut drabble for now… | request inbox is open ~ 🫰😆
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cherry blossoms. / park sunghoon
౨ৎ ## darling, you’re the beauty of a hummingbird and the standstill of a cherry blossom.
synopsis: what a way to end your carnival night with your secret boyfriend. except, he hasn’t touch you in forever.
park sunghoon x fem reader!
includes: 4.5k words | SMUT | some cute, fluff moments to balance | class president yn x down bad sunghoon! | lowkey cockblocked HAHA | secret relationship | semi-public sex ¿? | unprotected sex (BE SAFE!) | fingering | oral (f, m receiving) | big dick sunghoon | big boobs yn | missionary | creampie | budge kink ? | pet names | dirty and soft talk ? we love both! 😘 | sunghoon loves your neck saur much | praise!!! | lots of talkingggg♥️🫰 | minors do not read or interact.
extra: yay it’s here! my first smut writing!! after looking at the poll votes, yall needed this NEOWWWW 😛 | plz be nice 🙏 | finally posted something, i’ve been busy studying non stop #stressed | lowkey intrusive thought 🫰 | request inbox is open ~ | happy early valentine’s?? 😅💗
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hey guyssss it’s been a while! hope everyone is well! i wanted to try something different, which is to write smut.
as you know, in my request or my account in general, i stated that i don’t write smut. only because i didn’t know how to write it or describe the feeling of sex HAHA it was awkward for me to even think of writing smut
but since its a new beginning and my frontal lobe is changing, i decided to test out a new writing field. open myself in something i’m not unfamiliar with in order to grow as a writer. i wrote a small sunghoon smut post, and i was wondering if anyone would be interested in reading!
feedback is really appreciated and helpful for me for my future writings~ and i really want to see how well my writing in smut can go (lowkey need validation)
smut is something that i cant really just sit and write. its a very intimate topic for me - it’s new for me! if everything goes well, i will incorporate smut into my works and in my request inbox. 🫰💗
when should it be posted?
tonight!
tomorrow night~
thank you all 🙏 ilysm and stay safe 🫰
munch | yjw
ʚɞ summary - you’ve been pent up as of late. luckily, your boyfriend jungwon knows exactly what to do to take care of that. ʚɞ tags - 18+ MDNI, f!reader, fingering, face sitting, oral sex (f. receiving), squirting, pwp, jungwon is A Munch !! ʚɞ w.c - 2.8k
The key clicked in the lock with a final, angry twist. You shoved the apartment door open, your backpack sliding off your shoulder and hitting the floor with a thud that was far more satisfying than it should have been.
From the plush grey sofa in the living room, a head of soft brown hair popped up. Your boyfriend, Yang Jungwon. He was curled with his laptop, some coding tutorial or music video softly playing through his headphones. He took one look at your face—the pinched brows, the tight line of your mouth—and a gentle, knowing smile touched his lips. Without a word, he closed the laptop lid, set it aside on the cushion, and shifted, making room.
“C’mere,” he said, his voice already a warm balm soothing the sharp edges of your mood.
You didn’t need to be asked twice. You kicked off your shoes, your socks sliding on the polished floor as you stalked over and went straight for the source of comfort, turning and lowering yourself backwards into his lap, your back against his chest. His arms came around you automatically, one crossing over your collarbone, the other wrapping around your waist, pulling you snug against him. You let out a long, shuddering sigh, the tension in your shoulders easing a fraction as you sank into the solid warmth of him.
“It’s Professor Kim,” you launched in, the words bubbling up like lava. You were staring at the blank wall of your apartment, not seeing it, seeing only the smug face of your ancient literature professor. “The absolute gall of that man. We had the midterm paper due today, right? Ten pages, comparative analysis of two post-modern dystopian narratives. I pulled three all-nighters, Jungwon. Three. I had citations from the most obscure journals on JSTOR, I made the best points.” you groaned. “I even formatted the damn works cited page in perfect MLA!”
Jungwon’s chin rested on the top of your head. You felt the slow, steady rhythm of his breathing against your back. He made a soft, encouraging hum. “Mmhm.”
“So I hand it in,” you continued, your voice rising. “And he takes one look at the title page, one look, and goes, ‘Ms. Y/L/N, the font size for your header is 11 point. The syllabus explicitly states 12 point Times New Roman. This is a formal submission, not a creative writing exercise.’” You mimicked the professor’s wheezy tone. “A whole point, Jungwon! He didn’t even read it. He just—he just docked me a full letter grade for a font size! A full letter grade! Do you know what that does to my GPA? This whole week has been like this. That stupid group project, the coffee machine in the student lounge finally giving up right when I needed it most…”
You yapped. And yapped. Your hands gestured wildly in the air as you recounted every minor slight, every bureaucratic hurdle, every soul-crushing detail of a week designed to test your sanity. You squirmed in his lap with the energy of your frustration, your hips shifting, your legs kicking slightly.
Through it all, Jungwon held you. His focus was absolute. He nodded along, his cheek brushing your hair. He made little sounds of sympathy—“That’s terrible, baby,” “He said that?”—but his attention was on you, not the story. His eyes, had you been able to see them, weren’t glazed over with boredom. They were tracing the line of your profile, the way your lips moved, the flutter of your lashes when you got especially incensed. His hands, which had started resting placidly, began to move. The arm around your waist shifted, his fingers splaying wide over the soft cotton of your hoodie, right on the curve of your hip. He began to caress you there, his thumb making slow circles. It was a soothing motion, but there was an intensity to it, a possessiveness in the way his fingertips pressed just a little harder into the give of your flesh. You were too deep in your rant to notice.
“...and then I told Samantha, if she doesn’t contribute her share of the slides by tonight, I’m taking her name off the presentation, see how she likes—hey!”
You finally noticed because he moved. His hand left your hip, came up, and gently, so gently, brushed a stray strand of hair from your cheek. His fingers were warm as they tucked the hair behind your ear, his touch lingering, tracing the shell of your ear. Then he combed through your hair, slow and deliberate, smoothing it into place, brushing back a few more loose strands that had slipped free. His knuckles grazed your temple, then your cheek, before his hand returned to its place on your hip, this time slipping just under the hem of your hoodie to rest on the bare skin of your waist. A shiver, unrelated to stress, skittered down your spine.
You huffed. “Stop distracting me,” you pouted. “Are you even listening? Don’t you want to hear about my day?”
His response was a low, soft laugh that vibrated through his chest and into yours. His nose nuzzled the side of your neck, his breath warm against your skin. “I am listening, baby. You’re just… very cute when you’re passionate. And—” he coughed. “Very… wiggly.”
There was a thickness to his voice you’d been oblivious to. His hand on your bare waist tightened, his fingers pressing in, pulling you just a fraction closer into the cradle of his hips, and you finally felt it then—the hard, unmistakable ridge of his erection pressing against the base of your spine through both your layers of clothing.
Oh.
The rant died in your throat. All the chaoticness of your stressful week seemed to funnel down, condense, and pool low in your belly. A different kind of heat began to spread, slow and syrupy. You’d been so wrapped up in your own head you’d missed it.
“See?” he murmured, his lips now against the sensitive skin below your ear. His other hand came up, turning your face gently towards him. His eyes, when you met them, were dark, liquid pools of affection and want “You’re all wound up. Your brain is going a million miles an hour. Let me… let me help you unwind. Let me take care of you. Just for a little while. Let me make you feel good.”
His gaze was so focused, so full of love it made your chest ache. The last of your resistance melted. You gave a tiny, almost imperceptible nod.
“Yeah?” he breathed, a beautiful smile breaking over his face. “Yeah, okay.”
In one smooth, strong motion, he lifted you, turning you in his lap so you were straddling him, facing him, your knees sinking into the cushions on either side of his thighs. The position brought your cores together, the denim of your jeans a rough barrier against the stiff fabric of his sweatpants. A gasp slipped from your lips.
“Jungwon…”
“Shhh,” he soothed, his hands coming up to frame your face. His thumbs stroked over your cheekbones. “Just focus on me. Okay? Just on this. On how you feel.”
He leaned in and kissed you languidly, pouring every ounce of his attentive sweetness into it, his lips moving over yours easily. You sighed into his mouth, your hands coming up to clutch at the soft fabric of his t-shirt. His hands drifted down, over your shoulders, down your arms, and settled on your hips again. This time, his grip was more definite. He rocked you gently against him, a slow, grinding rhythm that had you moaning softly into the kiss. The friction was delicious, maddening through the layers.
“These,” he mumbled against your lips, his fingers plucking at the waistband of your jeans. “Can I…?”
You could only nod, breaking the kiss to rest your forehead against his as your hands fumbled between your bodies to help him. Together, you got the button undone, the zipper lowered. He helped you shimmy just enough, his hands warm and sure on your hips, guiding the denim and your panties down just over the curve of your ass, leaving you exposed and bare against the fabric of his sweatpants. The cool air of the apartment kissed your skin, followed immediately by the scorching heat of his palm as it cupped you.
You shuddered, a full-body tremor. His eyes were locked on your face, watching every flicker of sensation that crossed your features.
“That’s it,” he whispered, his voice husky with awe. “Just feel me, baby. You’re so beautiful like this. All worked up.”
His fingers began to move. He didn’t dive straight in—he teased. His middle finger traced slow, languid paths through your folds, already growing slick with your arousal. He gathered the wetness, spreading it, circling your clit with a feather-light touch that made you jerk and cry out.
“Sensitive,” he observed, a pleased smile on his lips. He loved discovering you, every time, all over again. “You’re always so sensitive when you’re stressed.”
He finally slipped a finger inside you, just one, sinking in to the first knuckle with a drawn-out pressure that stole your breath. Your head fell back, a broken sound escaping your throat. He watched the column of your neck stretch, mesmerized.
“So tight,” he breathed, his own breath coming faster now. He began to move his finger, a gentle in-and-out, curling it slightly on the retreat. “You’re clenching around me like you’re trying to keep me there forever. Do you want me in there, baby? Want me to make you feel good?”
“Yes,” you choked out, your hips beginning to move of their own accord, riding his hand. “Please, Wonnie, please.”
He added a second finger, stretching you beautifully, the fullness making you gasp. His pace remained measured, deep, and utterly focused on your pleasure. His thumb found your clit again, applying a steady, circling pressure that had the veins pulsing behind your eyelids.
“That’s it, just like that,” he praised. “Relax for me. I’ve got you, baby.”
His words wove a spell around you. The coil of tension that had been your constant companion for days wasn’t in your shoulders or your jaw anymore—no, now it was deep in your core, winding tighter and tighter with every skilled stroke of his fingers. You were panting, your hands gripping his shoulders, your forehead pressed to his. You were close, so close, the peak a shimmering promise just ahead.
And then he stopped.
Your eyes flew open, a whine of protest tearing from you. “Jungwon…!”
“Shhh,” he said again, his smile tender. He slowly, carefully withdrew his fingers, bringing them to his lips. He never broke eye contact as he sucked them clean, his tongue swirling around his fingertips, his dark eyes holding yours.. “So sweet. Always so sweet for me.” Then his hands were on your hips again, guiding, lifting. “Up for a second, baby.”
Bewildered, aching, you braced your hands on his shoulders and rose on your trembling knees. In one fluid motion, he shifted himself lower on the couch, lying back so his head was propped against the armrest. Before you could process it, his hands were guiding you again, turning you, lowering you.
Not onto the couch beside him.
Onto his face.
You realized his intention a split second before you settled, your knees on the cushion on either side of his head, your core poised directly over his mouth. A shocked, breathless laugh escaped you. “Jungwon! What are you—“
“I said,” he interrupted, his voice muffled but firm, his hands strong on your thighs, holding you in place. “I’m going to take care of you. Let me.”
Hesitantly, you lowered yourself, your hands braced on the back of the sofa for balance.
The first touch of his tongue was a long, deliberate lick from your dripping entrance all the way up to your throbbing clit. It was scorching hot, slick with his spit mixing with your gushing juices, and so fucking intentional that it sent a sharp bolt of raw pleasure surging through your core. Your pussy clenched hard, and you cried out, a desperate whine escaping your lips as your fingers clawed into the sofa fabric, nails scraping like you were trying to hold onto reality.
He didn’t pause, didn’t hesitate for a goddamn second. He dove right in like he’d been craving the taste of your soaked pussy for hours, like burying his face between your thighs was the only thing that mattered tonight. But it wasn’t some sloppy, frantic devouring—no, this was calculated and worshipful. He ate your pussy with the same intense focus he’d used on your rant, his tongue exploring every inch, tracing the puffy outer lips of your folds, dipping into the wet creases, probing every sensitive ridge as if he was discovering your body for the very first time. He thrust his tongue deep inside your hole, slow and probing, fucking into you with wet, slurping strokes that made your walls flutter and squeeze around the intrusion.
He sucked gently on your inner lips, pulling them between his lips with a soft, obscene pop, tugging just enough to make your hips twitch and more creamy wetness leak out. His nose bumped against your swollen clit with every movement, grinding into that hard little nub in a way that made stars burst behind your eyelids, making your vision swim with dizzying heat. It felt so goddamn dirty, the way his face pressed flush against your spread thighs, his breath hot and ragged against your skin, inhaling your musky scent like it was his favorite drug.
His tongue turned into a merciless tool of torment when he focused on your clit, flicking rapidly over the engorged bud with light, teasing lashes that had your thighs quivering and your breath hitching in sharp gasps. Then he switched, swirling tight circles around it, pressing firmer, the flat of his tongue dragging over the sensitive tip until your pussy throbbed with aching need. He kept you teetering on that brutal edge, never pushing you over—instead, he’d drop down to lap at your entrance again, tongue scooping up the steady stream of your slick arousal, swallowing it down with a low, hungry growl before returning to your clit. He gently sucked it into his mouth, enveloping the bud completely, his tongue fluttering wildly against the underside while he hummed deep in his throat, the vibrations buzzing straight through your core like a live wire.
Your world narrowed to nothing but the searing heat of his tongue lashing your folds, the iron grip of his hands spreading your thighs wider, pinning you open for his feast. Inside you, the pressure built like a vice, your pussy clenching rhythmically, dripping more and more as the coil of filthy ecstasy wound tighter, making your entire body hum with unbearable tension.
“Wonnie—hah—I can’t, ngh—I’m gonna—” you babbled, your body trembling violently, hips jerking up toward his face.
He understood. His grip on your thighs tightened even further, if that was even possible, holding you steady. He increased the pressure of his tongue, the speed, focusing all his energy on that one perfect spot, then slid a hand from your thigh, around your hip, and slipped two fingers back inside you, curling them in a come-hither motion that rubbed directly against that spongy spot inside.
That was it.
Your soaked pussy clenched hard around his thrusting fingers and you came so hard your ears were ringing. You’d never felt anything like this before, but holy shit, it felt incredible. Every nerve in your body was exploding in white-hot ecstasy, and a scream tore from your lips, raw and desperate, as you started bucking over his mouth, grinding your dripping cunt against his tongue as you sobbed. Your hips rocked uncontrollably, smearing your slick juices all over his face, and then it happened: your pussy spasmed violently, and a hot, forceful squirt erupted from you, spraying right into his open mouth in messy, endless pulses.
“Fuck, baby,” he groaned against your folds, but you were too far gone to hear, lost in the overwhelming rush of pleasure that made your vision blur and your toes curl. Wave after wave of that sweet release kept coming, soaking his chin, his neck, drenching everything as you rode his face harder, chasing every last drop of that mind-blowing high. Your thighs locked around his head, trapping him there as your back arched, every muscle seizing.
He didn’t flinch, didn’t pull back. Instead, he lapped at the flood of slick greedily, his tongue flicking softly over your sensitive clit while his fingers slowed to a teasing pump, milking out every shuddering spurt until your pussy was spent, twitching and empty. You collapsed finally, a quivering, sweat-soaked mess, your heart pounding.
Slowly, gently, he guided you off of him. You collapsed sideways onto the sofa, and he shifted up, looming over you, his face glistening with your release. He looked utterly, radiantly happy, dimples poking out with full force. Then he leaned down and kissed you, over and over and over.
“Feel better?” he whispered.
You could only manage a weak, dazed nod and a small laugh.
He smiled, that beautiful, heart-shaped smile, and you couldn’t help but smile back. “Good.”
for @snghnlvr !! hope u like it ;)
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i like being with you. / nishimura riki
౨ৎ ## i like me better when i’m with you.
synopsis: you’re sick, and the only person you can rely on is your boyfriend, riki.
nishimura riki x fem reader!
includes: 2.2k words | fluff | suggestive | riki likes to take care of yn | yn lowkey funny | kissing | cuddling | cursing | college au !! | riki ipad kid
extra: request inbox are open ~ a lil rushed haaa, riki fluff is 💯 booms, lowkey having a crush on mr nishimura (sunghoon look away)🥴, riki CAN COOK??, minecraft mention hehe, last fanfic of the year🎉 happy new year 💗 wishing that 2026 will treat us well☺️
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supernatural. | yang jungwon
౨ৎ ## you're like the only thing that i see, it's crystal clear.
synopsis: an innocent first love sight turns into something more romantic when jungwon decides to make the first move.
yang jungwon x fem reader!
includes: 2.1k words | short and cute fluff | jungwon pretends to be nonchalant | jungwon’s awkward HAHA | cliché falling in love with a customer / worker at a cafe setting | yn thinks jungwon’s cute hehe | short-haired yn and black haired jungwonnnn
extra: this was such a random thought i had, originally for sunghoon because he’s awkward and he’s cute when he’s awkward but jungwon’s a professional chalant 🙂↕️ wrote this in one sitting for one hour 🤓 my inbox will be resetting! so if you have any requests, pls leave some 😚
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inexperienced. | sim jaeyun
౨ৎ ## innocent girl, don’t touch, don’t do it. don’t wanna take your golden light.
sim jaeyun x fem reader!
synopsis: your boring year ends with something unexpected, and it had to be involved with your best friend, jake.
includes: 5.7k words | suggestive content | inexperienced!yn x experienced!jake | best friends to lovers? | they funny lowkey | huening kai mention… but at what cost??? | they talk a lot… | yn’s insecure but jake reassures | jake’s also possessive?? | YN IS CONFIDENT!! | not proofread.. #oops | cursing
extra: i can’t tell who fell first tbh.. but also i’m finally back :3 i hope you guys remembered me HAHA | my skills are lowkey rusty i haven’t been writing for a year… | uhm im sorry in advance for cliffhanger | plz expect more of my works in the future!!!! | it’s also my bday!! i’m 20 now 🎂
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1,000+ notes 🥹 thank you sooo much for reading !! i really appreciate every single thing ~~ you guys are the best !!!! 💗😁
inexperienced. | sim jaeyun
౨ৎ ## innocent girl, don’t touch, don’t do it. don’t wanna take your golden light.
sim jaeyun x fem reader!
synopsis: your boring year ends with something unexpected, and it had to be involved with your best friend, jake.
includes: 5.7k words | suggestive content | inexperienced!yn x experienced!jake | best friends to lovers? | they funny lowkey | huening kai mention… but at what cost??? | they talk a lot… | yn’s insecure but jake reassures | jake’s also possessive?? | YN IS CONFIDENT!! | not proofread.. #oops | cursing
extra: i can’t tell who fell first tbh.. but also i’m finally back :3 i hope you guys remembered me HAHA | my skills are lowkey rusty i haven’t been writing for a year… | uhm im sorry in advance for cliffhanger | plz expect more of my works in the future!!!! | it’s also my bday!! i’m 20 now 🎂
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delicate | nishimura riki
౨ৎ ## love so delicate like yours, synopsis: you've realized how far you've gotten with your boyfriend now that both of you are adults.
includes: 1.9k words | soft fluff | yn is anxious asf but riki comforts them | we love reassurance | movie notebook reference 😎 | yn got a tattoo and it makes riki fall in love with them more 🙆♀️🙆♀️ | coming of age¿?
extra: at this point, all of the members are taylor swift coded | soft love is the best love | yn is me because im also 18 and i dont wanna pay taxes D:
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9:41pm | park sunghoon
park sunghoon x fem!reader
synopsis: you could not handle your boyfriend’s handsomeness when he’s studying.
includes: 1.4k words | soft hours | y/n is clingy and just wanted a hug but it turned into vulnerability time | sunghoon is mad fine
extra: thank you sunghoon for tuning into your weverse live now i’m more whipped for you
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hiii i love your work!!! when you have time, can you write something for me with a jealous sunghoon?
yes ofc !! i dont i have anything on my mind rn so it would be great if you have an idea of what the plot to be just so i can write a good fanfic for you and be quick in writing it !! <33
don’t test me. / park sunghoon
౨ৎ ## i've never felt this before, i can't hide it, my head is spinning, crazy park sunghoon x fem reader!
synopsis: your test on your best friend decided to have your friendship to the next level.
includes: 3.4k words | childhood friends to lovers | inspo was actually the song brought the heat back because they’re all delusional, like look at the lyrics — actually | lyrics mentioned x2 !! | sunghoon is a hopeless romantic | both of them are bold with their actions el oh el.. | oh taesan BND mention ^3^ | ever after high mentioned !!
extra: actually am back from the dead i’m very sorry LOL | the whole romance: untold album gave me me inspiration to write this.. | hot girl activities of being an enhypen stan <3 | ALSO am redoing my tag list since i’m back after a hot minute, lmk if u wanna be apart of it <3 | love u chiptole pls sponsor me <3
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ah i knew it!! it’s because in ur fic, jake asked to court her first hehe. i actually love filo culture when it comes to dating, so respectful 🥹
STOP IT!! thats so true i love filipino culture when it comes to dating , it really makes my heart flutter🥹🥹 i’m surprised you caught very quick on by jake asking to court yn🥹