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melikeygot7 · 2 years
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DRABBLE FOR LIM JAEBEOM:
(NSFW below, minors please do not read, i am not responsible for your media consumption nor do i condone it.)
“Aish, so noisy this morning.”
If Jaebeom had whispered that in your ear twenty minutes ago you’d would’ve thought he was talking about the hammering, thunderous sound of rain hitting the roof above you and the glass panes of the window to the left of you. The rain often wakes the two of you up in the wet season if your alarms or the cats don’t first, and it’s a nice, oddly calming way to wake up.
But you know that he’s not talking about the rain at all, in fact, he’s talking about the noises your making.
The ones you’re making because of the way he shoves his hips into yours, his thick cock splitting you open over and over. He’s so hard, and rough and deep it’s hard not to make noise, in your defence. He’s got you face down in your shared bed, your cheek smushed to the soft cotton of his pillow and your cunt dripping onto his side of the bed, his breathy voice hot against your ear and neck.
“You’re gonna’ wake the neighbours baby,” he murmurs, followed by a deep, guttural moan when you clench down on him, “gonna’ get another noise complaint.”
You don’t care, how the fuck could you?
He’s pressing you down, your back to his chest, his arms wrapped under your chest and pinning your arms against yourself, his face pressed to your neck and fucking you so deep you could swear you feel him touching your teeth. He’s drunk on you, drooling onto you and half saying words before giving up on them to focus on you, but you know they, the neighbours who makes those complaints, will never understand how it feels to have him like this.
They’ll never understand how it feels to have him, pussy drunk and diamond hard inside of you, stretching you out and fucking you full, or how it feels to have him whining into your ear or kissing your lips when he comes because no one but you has ever, or will ever, know what it’s like to have him like this.
Because everything you like about fucking, the closeness, him, his girthy cock, the security, the dominance that’s so interwound with care and love, his voice in your ear and his heartbeat so close to touching yours, is happening in this moment, and all those other moments that have earned you other complaints. And it’s happening because he’s taken the time to learn you, to learn how to fuck you to make you loud enough to wake two floors of neighbours.
He’s taken the time, put in the effort and cares enough to make sure that every time you two fuck, it’s exactly, exactly, how you like it.
You’re grunting because of the force and depth, you’re crying out because of the stretch, you’re shuddering because he’s got a stray finger brushing your clit and you’re moaning because you fucking love him.
Because he deserves to hear those noises, to revel in your moans and screams and sobs and whines because he’s earned them, they’re because of him.
You turn your head, mouthing at his jaw and nose pressing to the short cropped hair right above and in front of his ear, your eyes closed, desperate to have him know that this? You? Everything you do, like doing his laundry, eating the food he cooks even if it’s something you’ve never had before, listening to hours of new/unreleased/half finished music so he can have your opinion, rubbing his back out before and after concerts and practices, and letting him hammer his cock inside and letting him fill you with searing ropes of come is all because you love him, truly and dearly, love him.
“Love you,” you try to say, but it comes out in harsh, breathy grunts and you pair it with squeezes around his throbbing dick, knowing he’s on the precipice of a mind melting orgasm by the way his whimpering and moaning your name and knowing even better, that he comes the hardest when you tell him how you feel, “feel so good, so thick Beommie, so full, love you so much Beommie’.”
“Oh baby,” he quietly cries out, voice so similar to when he reaches those high notes in his music, your cute pet name for him his favourite thing to hear when your voice is as breathless as it is right now, “fuckin’ love you, love this pussy, my pussy, oh god-“
He comes and comes, shaking and shuddering against your back and grunting and panting like a dog against your neck, high pitched whines and the slow but harsh grind of his hips against the plush flesh of your ass as he uses your soppy cunt to completion is not enough to get you over the edge too, but you’re happy to give him a few minutes before you roll him over to take what you deserve.
He’s murmuring against your skin and kissing over the side of your face he can get to, worshipping you in the best way he can as his limbs grow fuzzy and his brain melts. You let him kiss at your skin as he pulls out, feeling the swarm of warmth peel down your inner thighs and clit and eyes rolling closed at that sensation.
“My pretty girl,” he whispers against the back of your neck, trailing down the curve of your spine as his arms leave your chest and his hands find purchase against the fat of your ass, rolling and squeezing at your skin, “love my pretty girl, let’s me do whatever I want to her cause’ she loves me.”
You sigh, rolling your neck and arching your back when you feel his warm breath wash lower and lower down your back, a little grin spreading your lips when you realise not only what he’s about to do to you, but also because he knows why this is all happening.
Repayment for using your body however he likes is often repaid in an hour long session of him mouthing and sucking and licking at your come filled pussy until you pass out or cry if he hadn’t made you come during. And sometimes, you’d hold off on letting yourself come when he was inside of you just so you could feel his tongue lap out his own come out of your cunt.
And sometimes, he did it just because he could, because you’re his as much as he is yours and sometimes he did it purely because that was the end goal in the first place, and filling you with his come first was just an added bonus.
And you weren’t one to deny him that what he wanted to do to your body, it rarely, if ever, ended in disappointment on your end.
“Love you,” he whispers and kisses into the small of your back, resting his cheek on your back and drawing circles over the red patches of skin his hips left on yours with one hand and trailing the other down to swirl in the mess of come on the highest part of your inner thighs, “love my baby.”
The rains still pouring, still making noise even if you aren’t anymore and you suppose it’ll continue to hammer down when he gets his mouth on you in a few minutes but you watch the rain hit the glass of the window and listen to it plunder against your roof and sigh, because despite the rain being loud, you know there’ll be another noise notice on your door in the morning because you’ve been louder. But it’ll probably just join the other three in your recycling bin, and you’re pretty sure there’ll be another one joining it in a few days, and a few days after that one there’ll probably be another.
Your neighbours just don’t understand what it’s like to be in bed with Lim Jaebeom, and nobody but you ever will.
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beomie-rabbit · 1 year
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"𝓘'𝑚 ⲧ𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝔤 ⲧ𝜎 ℳ𝛼𝑡𝚌ꜧ ℳ𝑦𝑠𝑒ℓ⨍ 𝜔𝑖𝑡ꜧ 𝑌𝜎𝓊" 🖤
Credits: Def ~ Right Live Clip on YouTube, gifs made by me -A🐰💜
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mstinglez · 1 year
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Don't know who made this, but thank you. 🥺❤️❤️❤️
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khiphopflipflop · 1 year
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Jay B (Lim Jaebeom)
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sseurnie · 2 years
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DEF HEADERS!!!!
his first non official mixtape as def is a f* masterpiece!!!
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ujayb95 · 1 year
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JaybAndflowers💚🎉
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kpopfeeds · 2 years
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Jaebum’s Facts
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Birth Name: Im Jaebeom 
Stage Name: Jay B 
Position: Leader, Main Vocalist, Lead Dancer, & Center 
Birthday: January 6, 1994 
Zodiac Sign: Capricorn 
Height: 179 cm (5′10.5″) 
Weight: 70 kg (154 lbs) 
Blood Type: A 
Facts: 
Jaebum doesn’t have any siblings. 
He has a chic personality. 
He looks cold or tough to people who doesn’t know him. 
He became a JYP trainee in 2009, after winning 1st place at a JYP Open Audition shared his place with Jinyoung. 
He can speak Japanese. 
He attended Sewon High School, then took up Film major in Geonguk University. 
He doesn’t like fried food. 
His hobbies are watching movies, taking pictures, traveling, eating outside, collecting shoes. 
Jaebum favorite sports are basketball and football.
Jaebum has 5 cats. 
Jaebum is allergic to dog hair. 
He becomes mad when things don’t go as he wants. 
He becomes relax when he takes a walk alone or go somewhere alone.
Jaebum is ambidextrous. 
Jaebum said he can’t do aegyo but does it to his parents. 
He is a fan of Soul Music. 
Jaebum also has a soundcloud where he has posted a few songs. He produced them under his alias “Defsoul” and collaborated with JOMALONE on some of the tracks. 
Jaebum had his first kiss when he was 13. 
He likes Girl’s Generation’s Yoona. 
He likes to cook, especially omelet rice and kimchi stew. 
Jaebum is friends with B.A.P’s Youngjae. 
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oraclekleo · 2 years
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Im Jae Beom (Solo / GOT7) Relationship Role Analysis based on Tarot Reading
Hello and welcome!
I’m Kleo and I’m here to present some k-pop related tarot readings to you.
Disclaimer:
I would like to state that all these readings have a purely entertainment nature and their purpose is to bring some fun into my and hopefully yours lives. I have never ever met any of the idols / actors / celebrities in my readings, I don’t know them personally. Tarot reading isn’t an exact science and I can never guarantee any of it. Most of it is my intuition mixed with fantasy. Don’t take these readings seriously and don’t base any important decisions on tarot readings only, use your common sense.
If you wish to request a tarot reading, please read the pinned post on my profile first to see the instructions on how to request. I only do readings for idols / actors / celebrities of 18 years of age or older. Requests for readings including younger people will be automatically dismissed. If you feel uncomfortable with these tarot readings, do not engage in reading my posts. Thank you for understanding.
Reading Info:
Rating: 18+
Reading Type: Single - Couple
Requested: Yes - No
Deck: E. A. Poe
Spread: Relationship Role
Questions:
Friend
Boyfriend
Lover
Husband
One-Night-Stand
Full Name: Im Jae Beom
Stage Name: Jay B
Group: GOT7
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Im Jae Beom
Jay B – Solo / GOT7
Spread: Relationship Role
Deck: E. A. Poe
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Friend - 6 of Wands, II The High Priestess
Jay B is likely to be the mysterious friend in the group. He keeps his thoughts to himself and will only speak when he feels like it’s needed. He’s a master observer and nothing can escape to his eagle eyes and tiger sharp instincts. Jay B is a confident and supportive friend but he won’t suffer hypocrisy or manipulation from his friends. He’s got a good nose to spot liars and cheats.
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Boyfriend - 3 of Swords, XIV Temperance
Dating is likely to be difficult for Jay B. He probably carries some heartbreak and trauma from the past and he simply resists falling in love again to avoid more harm and betrayal. He’s likely to drag the initial stage of dating to infinity, until he can be really sure about his partner being truthful and good. He’s quick to spot any disguise so it’s likely for him to go through several breakups before finding the right person.
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Lover - Ace of Wands, 4 of Swords
As a lover, Jay B is passionate and sensual. He truly enjoys intimacy and needs it to be happy. It's very important for his comfort to be on the same wavelength with his partner. Jay B is going to enjoy long slow heated makeup sessions in bed. He’s like a lion beast, indeed. He can spend the whole day and night lying among the soft cushions and indulging himself in the inferno of lust and passion. Jay B’s stamina is likely to be epic and his partner should make sure to have plenty of liquids by the bed to avoid dehydration.
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Husband - XII The Hanged Man, 8 of Wands
Marriage is likely to be one big step for Jay B. He’s likely to avoid it till high age, to be honest. We have already mentioned his trust issues and it goes without saying that becoming a husband might scare him. Jay B knows it’s a great responsibility and unless he feels it deep in his soul and heart, he will escape any avid bride trying to hunt him down.
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One-Night-Stand - 2 of Cups, 3 of Pentacles
One night stands are not likely to be a common thing for Jay B. If it happens, it’s more likely to be with his friend. At one moment the chemistry happens and he spends a hot moment with someone he knew for a long time. It’s suggested that it doesn’t ruin the friendship, maybe it can lead to an occasional reprise. Something like on and off friendship with benefits.
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jadededge · 11 months
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I love this song. It’s like Beommie is asking you directly “baby please calm down”
Like okay daddy. I’m calm ☺️ lol
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melikeygot7 · 2 years
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DRABBLE FOR LIM JAEBEOM:
(NSFW below this, minors please do not interact, this is 18+ content)
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Sex can be all different things.
It can be bad, it can be good. It can be goofy or it can be serious. Sometimes sex is a way to express certain emotions. Comfort, love, anger, hate and sometimes, it’s just a carnal expression of lust that is so undeniable that it hits you in the not greatest moments.
Like now.
He’s supposed to be at dance practice, in fact, he was supposed to be at dance practice twenty minutes ago. You drove him here for practice, not for a quickie on your car.
As he was peeling your sweatpants down and smothering your hips with kisses, you reminded him of his schedule. He brushed you off, muttering a quiet “shh baby, lemme’ get these offa’ you” and if he wasn’t concerned, you weren’t going to be either.
“Fuck,” he hisses, grappling his sweat slicked palms over your thighs to squeeze him tighter, “you’re so wet baby, god, your gonna’ make me come.”
You grin at him, shifting your own palms behind you for more purchase against the trunk of the car, making sure to stick your chest out that little bit further. He’s got this furrow to his brow as he grunts with every push into your sopping cunt, his mind lost to how good you look letting him fuck you like this.
He’s got his eyes glued to your tits, your shirts collar tucked under the swell of them and the harsh, led lights of the garage parking is making his saliva on your nipples seem glossy and makes your stiffened flesh shine like diamonds.
You would later smack his shoulder and glare at him when he would inevitably bring up how you let him fuck you in the parking lot of the studio the band was using for rehearsals where anyone could walk in, tits out and moans echoing in the cement building like some sort of cheap whore but just like your concern for his punctuality, it’s the last thing on your mind.
The only thing your thinking about right now, other than how sexy it is when he whimpers out your name, is how it never ceases to amaze you how he can go from one mood to another, switching from a sleepy passenger in your car as you drove him to his early practice, moaning and bitching about agreeing to such a early start time to sucking on your nipples and fingering you against your car in such a short span of time.
You don’t know what changed, what you did to suddenly make him think “hey, let’s get my dick wet before two hours of gruelling physical exercise” or what emotion you’d pin this on but you’re just happy to let him make you come, even if you were getting a little cold.
“Rub my clit,” you pant, shooting a hand up to grip at his shoulder when he angles himself to lean over you more, tossing your head back as you feel the heat of an orgasm spreading in the base of your spine, “make me come Beommie.”
He follows your instructions like the obedient partner he is, letting one of your thighs go to press a thumb above where he’s currently cleaving your open, using some of the slick on your thighs that could be arousal or saliva to give you what you want.
You shudder and plant your heels on the lip of the bumper, pulling him down closer and arching yourself up, “Just like that-fuck, fuck- don’t stop angel, good god-“
You come first, your whole body bending and jerking when he gets as deep as he can, his thumb cemented to your clit as your hips shake and flex under his. Your skin feels like it’s actually vibrating and you can feel how hard you’re clenching down on him, desperate to get him deeper and deeper even though you know he can’t.
“That’s it pretty girl, love it when you come on me,” he groans, slamming into you harder and harder, shivering when he hears the noises your cunts making around his dick, “you want me to come in you, huh? You want it?”
You nod your head, mouth slack and getting pushed into near ecstasy as he overstimulates beyond belief, not wanting it to end but knowing if he keeps going, you’re not making the drive home.
“I want it,” you whimper, making sure to wobble your bottom lip when he looks to your face, his tongue peeking out to lick his own lips at the sight of your blown out eyes and swollen lips, “I want you to come in me, please? I need your come Beom, I need it.”
“You’ve been such a good girl,” he nods, hips losing rhythm and almost talking to himself more than you, “my good girl, my pretty girl. Wanna’ fill you up, keep you happy and dripping with me.”
He’s coming before he even gets out “dripping”, whether he knows it or not. You know him too well, know how his face screws up just before he comes every time and how much of a sucker he is for raw dogging you in private, yet open spaces to stake a metaphorical claim on you for all the world to see even though no one ever does.
He pulls you into him, hand on your waist yanking you forward involuntarily until your wrap your arms around his shoulders and to let him shake and shiver against you. He’s humping and rutting into you now that your closer, cursing and moaning and whimpering into your neck as he pumps his come into you.
He gets so desperate to get as deep and as close as he can to and into you that it’s near godesque worship in your eyes. He’s so eager to please you, to have you be his “good girl” and keep you satisfied that even though his fresh from an orgasm, head muddled and hot, his thumb hasn’t left your clit and he’s still trying to reach as deep as he can, knowing you like the closeness and liking it himself, just as much.
“Fuck, you’re irresistible,” he mutters, nosing below your ear and laughing gently, moving his hand away from your pussy when you squirm at the overstimulation, “like you were put on this earth just to tempt me.”
“Please,” you laugh, squeezing him close and laying your head on his shoulder, “all I did was drive you here, you’re the one giving in to these non-existent temptations. I’m just living my life.”
“It’s cause I love you,” he mutters near petulantly, pulling away to show you his pout and messy hair, “and you look pretty when you’re doin’ stuff for me. Was too tired to drive.”
“So this was a thank you?” you laugh again, pressing a quick kiss to the crest of his lips when he pouts harder, “You fucked me on the trunk of my car, in the middle of a parking lot where anyone could see us, cause you’re thankful you didn’t have to drive?”
“Yeah,” he pouts, “but also cause I love you.”
You smile at him, eyes taking in the flush to his cheeks and the warm glow of his honey tinted eyes under the bright lights and rolling your eyes at him playfully. He’s an idiot, but he’s your idiot.
You didn’t need a thank you, driving him to work is just something you do once in a while when he has to leave early. You’re a morning person, awake even on your days off at six in the morning and doing something. He’s a night owl, waking up and being all around groggy any earlier than ten is expected and natural, driving him made you feel safer than letting him operate heavy machinery after almost walking into the bathroom door cause he couldn’t open his eyes this morning.
You don’t like to use sex as a thank you, makes something in your gut churn a little sour but you know he likes too. He likes to press kiss after kiss to your face when you pick him up from the studio, he never fails to cling to you all night after you feed the cats for him when he’s busy. He buys you flowers and does your laundry for you when you schedule doctors appointments or do the groceries for him, even when it’s his week to do so, and you guess having him fuck you until you see stars for giving him a lift is just too on brand for him for you to be a little twisted about it.
“Next time, just buy me a coffee and a kiss.”
“Coffee doesn’t mean I get to come in you though.”
A thankful, loveable idiot.
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beomie-rabbit · 2 years
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Jay B ~ My Essentials 🖤
Aka his fishing/camping essentials 😊
Credits: GQ Korea on YouTube, gifs made by me -A🐰💜
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mstinglez · 1 year
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There once was 7 brothers... 💚💚💚
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layuhsblog · 2 years
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does anyone remember when jayb (def) made ride and said it was about a bicycle- was it a fever dream. did that actually happen.
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khiphopflipflop · 1 year
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defsoulfeels · 2 years
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jellieclogs · 5 months
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my favorite got7 songs from every single album 
this post is actually a precursor to a huge kpop related post I have coming, but anyway I just love got7’s music and needed to have this on the record in case I die 
Got It?
i like you
girls girls girls
playground
Got Love
A
bad behavior
forever young
Identify
MAGNETIC. YEA…
take my hand SOOO UNDERRATED
Just Right
just right
nice
before the full moon rises
MAD
if you do 💋💋
tic tic tok PEAK bside 
eyes on
confession song <3
Departure
fly
can’t
home run
rewind 
beggin on my knees (BRIAN TEAS)
Turbulence
prove it
boom x3
mayday (jinyoung slayed DOWN)
my home
let me 
SICK. SICK😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 one of my top 10 favorites for sure
Arrival
shopping mall 💋
paradise
SIGN. HELL YEAH
Q <3
7 for 7 
such a cute emotional time for igot7s ☹️🫶🏾
moon u
TEENAGER !!!!!!!!!!! PEAK DEFSOUL METHINKS
to me
Eyes On You
look
hesitate
thank you *bursts out crying uncontrollably*
present: you
I legit like every song on this album. I am me is so good. party is literally a cute and fun party song. do we hear gyeom on fine ? 
also 1:31 am
come ON. this was so good live oh my god Jackson sounded SO good?;?;?(!;!3!;!:&/&:&
spinning top
1 degree. do I even need to speak
eclipse sooo good
page !!! 
call my name
you calling my name OBVI?????!
THURSDAYYYYYY
crash & burn
pray
DYE
POISON
not by the moon
love you better YUP
aura <3
breath of love
breath 
last piece
wave
we are young <3
GOT7 
nanana
drive me to the moon 😭
DONT CARE ABOUT ME!!!
yay!! i highly recommend got7 to any new kpop fans who are looking for new music!
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