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— i've got a message, na na na ~ ☁️🌸🐥🍃🌼
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shower | lim jaebeom
smut ; just giving jaebeom a handjob in the shower.
word count ; 741
you let your head fall back as you felt the hot water run down your hair and back. you and jaebeom decided to take a nice, hot shower together. jaebeom was singing the lyrics to a song that played loudly through the speaker. he sounded so beautiful and since the bathroom had an echo, his voice sounded even better.
you both took turns washing each other’s hair. it was so fun and sweet since you both haven’t showered together in a while.
while jaebeom was washing the soap off his body, you started to observe up and down his body, the water running down his body. you moved closer to him and grabbed his face down to yours and kissed him so hard. it obviously took him by surprise but good thing he didn’t mind and he immediately kissed back. after a while, you pulled back, both of you out of breath. he looked at you, smirking.
“what’s suddenly gotten into you?”
“you just looked good, i guess. i don’t know what got into me,” you blushed and looked to the side so he wouldn’t see your face.
he chuckled and took your chin to make you face him and he kissed you softly. you both kissed for a while longer and you felt something poke your upper thigh. you couldn’t help but let out a gasp. you decided you wanted to take control a bit and do all of the work. starting with taking your tongue in his mouth and your hands traveled from his neck, down his chest, and then around his waist.
you pulled away from the kiss and looked down at his hard shaft. he leaned against the wet wall and you took your hand and softly touched the head. he hissed and grabbed your shoulder for support.
you then wrapped your hand around his shaft and moved up and down slowly. his head fell back against the wall and soft, quiet moans came out of his mouth. you looked up at him and placed kisses ever so lightly on his neck.
“f-fuck, baby.”
you would go fast on him and then slow down on purpose. it drived your boyfriend crazy and you would see his eyes roll back into his head. you stared at his face in awe because he looked so beautiful like this for you.
suddenly, he pulled you in so close with his arm, literally no space in between you both. he then grabbed the back of your head and kissed you roughly to silence his moans. he wasn’t one to let out loud moans like you did but you loved his sounds and you wanted to hear him. you stopped moving your hand and immediately pulled your head away, even though you really didn’t want to. he looked at you questionly. you felt extremely bad but pushed those thoughts aside.
“i want to hear you moan for me, baby, please,” you pleaded.
he looked unsure at first but then decided to go with it, as long as you let him cum. you went back and put your hand on his dick and started working on him again.
you massaged the head with your hand and he let out a high-pitched moan that you’ve never ever heard come out of him. you looked up in awe and smiled at him.
“yes, just like that,” you said, “keep moaning for me.”
his chest heaved up and down and was letting out whiny moans here and there. it was seriously the best sound you’ve ever heard in your entire life.
“baby?”
“yes?”
“i’m going to fucking cum,” he whined.
you went even faster on him, this time using both of your hands.
“fuck fuck fuck, i’m cumming!” he moaned as you felt his hot seed running down your legs. he breathed heavily after getting everything out. you licked off the cum that was left on your hand. he caught his breath and looked down at you with hooded eyes. he grabbed your face and kissed you so damn hard, tasting himself on your tongue.
you then turned the water off and dried both of yourselves off with the towels. before you could put the towel around your naked body, he grabbed and picked you up not caring that both of you were wet.
“what are you doing, jaebeom?!” you laughed.
he ran into the bedroom and slammed you onto the bed. he got on top of you and smirked.
“we’re not done yet.”
hope you enjoyed~
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1. [6:59pm]
The soft beats drifted out of the radio speakers and filled the car. You exhaled, releasing the pent-up tension from the earlier meeting with his parents while loosening your steel grip on the steering wheel. The two of you drove out to the countryside to attend Jaebeom’s mother’s birthday lunch, which was also the first time you met his parents and entire extended family. You wanted nothing more than to impress and to be accepted into his family because you truly adored him. It sounded cliched but you wanted to spend the rest of your life with him – which meant you had to get along with the rest of his family as well.
Just like he reassured you before the trip, his family loved you. His mother and aunties gushed about your beauty and lady-like manners. His younger cousins and nieces were entranced by your storytelling skills, which you picked up from babysitting your niece. His father was impressed by your extensive knowledge of baseball gained from growing up with your baseball fanatic of a brother. Overall, it was a success.
As you turned off the highway and made your way back into the metropolitan area, you were met with glittering skyscrapers amongst the backdrop of a setting sun. The sky was painted in gentle hues of oranges, pinks and purples, with swooshes of clouds sprinkled in between. It truly was a sight to behold and unknowingly, the edges of your lips tilted upwards at the peaceful scenery – a perfect end to the day.
“Should we get chicken for dinner?” Jaebeom asked, his smile mirroring yours.
You hummed in reply. Chicken, a bottle of coke, an old rerun of Friends and a warm blanket thrown on top of your tangled bodies. The comfortable picture you painted in your head of cuddling with your boyfriend caused you to let out a yawn.
“Pull over. Let me drive for awhile.”
You heeded his words, stopping the car at the next petrol station. You went round to the passenger side, buckled up and got cozy, just as your favourite song started. You reached across the glovebox and took his hand in yours, singing the words softly. He placed a kiss on your intertwined fingers.
You don’t know babe, when you hold me
And kiss me slowly, it’s the sweetest thing…
- Best Part, Daniel Caesar ft. H.E.R.
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Mullet jb is back I repeat MULLET JB IS BACK!!!! GUYS THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!!!
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Def. : "When someone's tryna stop me, I just say. fuck you"
Me:👏
Ahgases reaction 👇
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Girl With The Tattoos|3
Broken.
♦️
Na'imah was only seven when she went to live with her mothers estrange sister, Hazel, after her parent's untimely death.
In the beginning, everything was fine. Hazel had taken Na'imah in, including her as a part of her family which consisted of her two daughters, Aubrey and Eva, and her police chief husband Nico.
During her grieving period, they all were there for her, comforting her, showing her the love that she had once felt when her parents were alive. Her cousins who she felt like were more like her older sisters always found a way to cheer her up, doing everything together. Something that Na'imah was looking forward to being herself until the day of the accident.
Not only did she lose her parents but also her little sister who was only three months away from being born.
And although Her Aunt Hazel and Uncle Nico weren't her mother and father, they temporarily filled the void inside her heart for a while.
It wasn't until she turned ten that things begin to change though.
The love that she once had felt around her new family started to fade. Na'imah being as intelligent as she is picked up on it immediately. Her cousins had become distant and rude, her aunt was less caring, leaving Na'imah to literally take care of herself. It was almost as if she had become invisible in a place she called home.
But it was her uncle who was by far the worst.
When Na'imah first moved in, she never questioned the loving hugs and kisses she would receive from her uncle because of how he presented himself. However, she did notice the older she got, he started to look at her differently. Especially after she hit puberty and her appearance and body begin to change. His touches would linger as well as his lips that seemed to move a little closer to her mouth than her cheek each time.
Na'imah's eleventh birthday was the day her life turned into the nightmare she had dealt with for over seven years.
She still remembered the day so vividly. How happy she was to be turning eleven. Her aunt who hadn't been the best had seemed to make a turnaround, promising her a day filled with shopping for new clothes and shoes, as well taking her out for manis and pedis and to end her day with going to her favorite restaurant to eat.
But it was all a lie.
Since she had gone to sleep late the night before, she had woken up pretty late, missing out on the birthday breakfast her aunt had promised her. Disappointed, she had gotten out of bed, only to realize that her aunt and cousins had left without her, leaving her alone with her uncle and men she remembered seeing a few times.
At first, Na'imah didn't think too much about it, still seeing no reason to fear them.
Of course, that quickly changed.
On a day that was supposed to be filled with laughter and happy memories were replaced with screams of fear and heartbreak.
She still recalled what her uncle had said when they corned her in his man cave that was located in the basement. How they were only allowed to touch her wherever they pleased but "Her virginity belonged to him."
He allowed them to do things to her that no one should ever do to someone so young. Forcing her to touch them in a manner that made her want to throw up.
And once they were finished, she was warned to keep her pretty little mouth closed because "who would believe her" he said.
Na'imah felt utterly disgusting, even after she cleaned herself. She wanted so badly to tell her aunt once she came home but quickly realized that she was set up with a simple look she received from the woman she thought loved her.
When she was thirteen, her uncle words had come true as he stole something so precious that she could never get back.
All while her aunt knew, as well as her daughters.
Every day she woke up in that house, she wished that she was dead. The pain she experienced always threatened to break her down but she never allowed it to, she couldn't.
When Na'imah left, she made sure to leave no trace behind, making sure they wouldn't know where she was going which was hard to do since her uncle had eyes everywhere.
Still, she managed to escape, breaking free from the consistent torment that her "family" gave her.
Sadly, her past still haunts her on a daily but it was always worse whenever she closed her eyes to sleep. No matter how hard she tried, she could never escape it.
Because of what happened, she never had a regular relationship with people. Trust being something she felt no one really deserved, always keeping the wall made of steel up around everyone she met....until JB.
She rarely let anyone get close to her and here she was allowing someone she could never have, slowly tear down something she had strongly built up for her protection. A man she felt like was too pure to deal with her fucked up thing called life.
She had convinced herself that she was too broken to be fixed but she quickly realized that JB was someone who never gives up.
"Na'imah!"
Jumping at the sudden sharp voice, Na'imah snapped back into reality, eyeing the man who stood smiling in front of her. "Yes?" Jinsung was always the quiet and reserved type, so this was the first time she had ever heard him raise his voice since she first met him. He was a sweet but stern older gentleman who happens to own the 7/11 she works at.
"I would ask what's on your mind but I doubt you would tell me," He said with a raised eyebrow, tucking the magazine he had under his arm. "There's someone waiting outside for you." He added, shifting his gaze towards the entrance which she followed.
Na'imah did a double take before leaning a bit over the counter to see if her eyes were playing tricks on her. "H-how do you know it's for me?"
"He asked," Jinsung stated simply, making his way around to the back of the counter to stand next to her. "I can handle things from here. Go and enjoy the rest of your day with your boyfriend."
"He's not my boyfriend." She quickly rushed out.
Jinsung made a face, chuckling lowly. "I'm not sure other girls would deny an idol being called their boyfriend."
At hearing this, Na'imah stared at him with wide eyes. It wasn't as if one could tell who JB was, especially with his face being covered by had a hat and a mask. Maybe he looked a bit suspicious standing by a van, looking into the store but nothing screamed idol.
"H-he's no-"
"Sure he isn't," Jinsung said dismissively, cutting her denial short. "I'm thirty-six Na'imah, I know an idol when I see one."
With the slight roll of his eyes, he undid her apron an slightly pushed her to the side. "He's been standing there for a while, don't want to keep him waiting too long. Go."
Side-eyeing Jinsung, Na'imah grabbed her things and made her way towards the exit, her heart beating rapidly inside her chest with every step. She had hung out with JB a few times since that night in the studio, so she didn't understand why she still was so nervous around him.
Maybe it was because those times they have been together, it was usually late and no one was around. Now it was early in the morning when everyone was out and about, starting their day.
"And don't worry about coming in tonight, take the night off," Jinsung added just as Na'imah reached for the door handle.
Shooting him a look, she pushed the door open, taking a few steps to stand in front of JB in his all-black attire, his familiar scent hitting her senses. "What are you doing here?" She asked softly, still surprised that he was here in front of her.
She hadn't been able to see him for two weeks because of his scheduling, so for him to pop up so unexpectedly made her both happy and nervous.
Since his hat was so low, she couldn't see that he had been drinking in her appearance the moment she walked out. The way those white jeans hugged her thighs and hips, took his mind to a place it's traveled to often because of her. Sometimes he wondered if she knew how beautiful she was, both inside and out.
"JB?"
Lifting his gaze higher until his eyes landed on her smirking face, he reached for hands, pulling her in for a hug, ignoring the curious looks of people passing by. Her warmth engulfed him as he squeezed her, placing his lips against her neck much to her dismay. He was aware of how it affected her when he did it, earning that soft moan she always let out when he teased her.
"I missed you." He softly told her, allowing his lips to brush across her ear. What he really wanted to do was kiss her but he couldn't risk his face being exposed which he understood but still nonetheless hated.
"I missed you too." She said sincerely, still not believing that he was actually here.
"Come with me." He invited, pulling the door to the van back so she could get in. Seeing no point in asking questions, she slid in with him following behind her, closing the door behind him. "You don't have anything planned today do you?"
She gave him a knowing look. "You know I don't have much of a life outside of work."
If she wasn't working, then she was home, snuggled up on her couch, watching tv or movies. Occasionally she'd wander around the city to get more familiar with it but other than that, Na'imah was pretty much the definition of a homebody.
"You weren't joking when you said you didn't have many friends were you?"
Shaking her head, she shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. "Not really. I still keep in contact with a few good people I've met during my military service but I'm not all that close to anyone like that. Never have been." She knew that it wasn't good to be as isolated as she was but she couldn't help it. Her past made her that way.
JB hummed lowly. "I think that's starting to change." He acknowledged, shedding light on how close they both have gotten since they exchanged numbers. Though she was still holding back things, JB still knew quite a bit about her. He found that she was easier to read than he thought, having the habit of wearing her emotions on her face for the world to see.
More than anything he wanted to know who or what hurt her for her to be so hesitant and distant. She had revealed that she has never been in a real relationship before but has dated around a few times. That made him curious as to why nothing serious ever came from them but didn't surprise him after he's gotten a feel of who she was.
"Maybe." She smiled at him softly, playing with the rings on his fingers. "Where are we going?"
"My place." He said, sitting back against his seat as the driver moved into traffic. "If you don't mind of course." He added once he took in her facial experience.
Clearing her throat, she shook her head. "No, it's fine. I wasn't doing anything today anyway." She had been alone with him before, so this shouldn't be any different.
"You sure?" He questioned, placing his hand on her thigh, feeling her shiver from his touch. It was interesting to him how she reacted whenever he touched her. He remembered a few weeks back the fear in her eyes when things got intensely heated between them, that made him quickly pull back. She reassured him that it wasn't him and that she simply wasn't ready which he understood but her reaction scared him and also arose many questions.
She enjoyed his touch, that much he knew but she had boundaries which he respected but he knew something terrible happened to her.
"Yes, as long as food is involved." She half-joked, hungry after her eight-hour shift. She'd eat a few snacks throughout her shift but what she wanted more than anything was real food.
JB laughed, linking their fingers together. "Already two steps ahead of you." He made a mental note to thank Jinyoung once again for suggesting a restaurant he's never heard of for food they both felt like she would enjoy.
It was the small things he did that made her feelings for him grow every day. Always leaving her gifts of her favorite things from food to flowers. She appreciated how he paid attention to everything she's revealed about herself, even the little detail about her favorite Digimon character, Patamon, in which he gave her a plush toy of, along with other characters.
"What?" He spoke up. Tilting his head to the side as he eyed Na'imah staring him at him with this soft look on her face.
"I...thank you." She muttered, not knowing what else to say after being caught.
"For what?"
Laying her head against his shoulder, she sighed deeply, enjoying his presence. "For being you."
A comfortable silence fell between them after that, with JB smiling and Na'imah drifting in and out of sleep until the car came to a stop. Refusing to let her walk in her sleepy state, he carried her to the front door of his dorm. Knowing that Jinyoung and Yugyeom were home, he chose to knock, hoping at least one of the members were awake to answer.
A few seconds later, a tired looking Yugyeom opened the door, rubbing his eyes. "Hyung, you have a key, wh-"
Realizing that JB wasn't alone, Yugyeom's sentence cut short after noticing the sleeping woman in his arms. "Yeojachingu?" He mouthed, not wanting to wake her as he stood to the side to let them in.
JB rolled his eyes, not bothering to answer the youngest members question. If he was being honest, he didn't know what they were and he wasn't going to put a title on it until he knows if her feelings are mutual.
He debated if he should wake her but thought against it since he didn't want to disturb her. Walking towards his room with Yugyeom close behind him, he placed her on his bed, removing her jacket as Yugyeom removed her boots. Once she was laid comfortably underneath his covers, JB had to practically drag Yugyeom out of his room, cracking the door behind him.
"She's pretty." Yugyeom grinned, ignoring the dark look JB was sending his way. "I always wondered where that sweet scent on your clothes comes from when you come home from the studio. Now I see where who it belongs to." The maknae stated, loving how irritated his hyung was looking at the moment.
"I would suggest you leave him alone unless you want to revisit the same headlock from a few nights ago," Jinyoung spoke up, stepping from the kitchen with a glass of water in hand.
Yugyeom pouted, sneaking a glance at JB who busied himself with the food on their kitchen table. "I'll have to order something else once she wakes up." He told them. "Let's eat."
He chewed on a piece of sausage while his members joined him, eating the Americanized breakfast that he gotten specifically for Na'imah, figured she would love to eat food from the US. He knew first hand what it was like to miss certain food when away from home.
"So, will we get to meet her once she gets up?" Jinyoung asked, slapping Yugyeom's hand from taking all of the bacon.
"If she doesn't mind." He was more than ready to introduce her to the people he loved. He knew that around them, he wouldn't have to hide the woman he wanted to call his own. And in time, hopefully, he could show off to the world one day.
Maybe he was thinking too far ahead but he didn't care. He was finding it hard to keep his feelings in check, even constantly telling himself that they were simply just friends, though he wanted to be more. This was more than just a simple crush.
"Have you at least spoken to JYP before you take things further?"
JB shook his head. He knew that he was allowed to date, however, he was afraid of the feedback he'd receive when he told management about her ethnicity. He didn't want to lose someone he considers to be so special to him.
Yugyeom and Jinyoung shared a look before staring at JB. "Your secret is safe with us."
"And we'll have your back no matter what." Yugyeom nodded.
A small smile pulled at JB's lips at their comforting words but he knew that soon, especially if something more blooms between him and Na'imah, that he will have to let his company know the truth.
And if things don't go as he hopes, he will refuse to let her go no matter of their wishes.
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Se corto su cabello
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Any ahgase here? Other than me heheh this was from a challange called "draw your favorite song". I just wanna say "I just wanna Q!"
It's not the finished version I left it as a sketch but i wanted to post it. I want to finish it sometime in the future. I loveee this song
Also thank you for the special man, our leader Memebeom aka JB for writing this masterpiece!! I love everything he makes!
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¿Quién soy?
Holaaa!! Me llamo Caro y estoy comenzando este blog porque no sé que más hacer con mi vida :)
Recién cumplí 26 y tengo muchas cosas que contar, pero estoy aquí principalmente por mi amor a GOT7 y todo lo relacionado a la cultura asiática.
No soy experta en nada pero me gusta dar mi opinión sincera sobre las cosas, intentaré ser super imparcial pero cuando no pueda claro que lo haré saber, también quiero dar mi opinión de manera objetiva y super honesta.
No sé que rumbo tome este blog pero por ahora solo puedo decir que no tengo pensado tratar únicamente temas sobre GOT7, espero que pueda ser temas variados sobre las cosas que me gustan, entre ellos obviamente chismesito de kpop, artistas coreanos, recomendaciones o reseñas de música o dramas, peliculas, animes, maquillaje, skincare, comida, etc...
Si alguien quiere que hable de algún tema en especifico lo puede pedir libremente.
También si no te gusta mi contenido o no te parece algo de lo que hable por favor no seas groserx, simplemente no me sigas o lo que sea que se haga aquí, seamos super respetuosos con la opinión de los demás aunque no pensemos de la misma manera, aquí nadie va a tratar de convencer a nadie de cambiar su pensamiento, lo único que quiero es que podamos hablar de manera sincera sobre los temas que nos interesan.
#kpop#got7#imjaebeom#jb#jayb#mark#marktuan#jackson#jacksonwang#parkjinyoung#choiyoungjae#kunpimookbhuwakul#bambam#kimyugyeom#kbeauty#skincare
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Let's never forget JB with pink hair
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JAEBEOM🌴
VLIVE 200702
#imjaebeom#got7#kpop#got7 jb#got7 jaebeom#jaebeom#im jaebeom#jb#got7 photos#got7 pictures#jaebeom pictures#vlive#got7 imagine#got7edit#got7 dye#got7 picture#igot7#ahgase#got7 jaebum
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Happy *late* Birthday to this cutie (We know your sexy) :D
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STAY (Ongoing) - STAY - CHAPTER 10 (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/2ImRBUusN7 All I want is someone who'll stay with me no matter how hard it is to be with me. Is this finally a chance for me to find her? Is she really the girl who'll stay with me despite of my flaws and imperfections? Is she really.. 'The One?'
Chapter 10 is up!!
#ahgase#bambam#choiyoungjae#fanfiction#got7#got7bambam#got7fanfiction#got7jackson#got7jb#got7jinyoung#got7mark#got7youngjae#got7yugyeom#idol#igot7#imjaebeom#jacksonwang#kimyugyeom#marktuan#parkjinyoung#romance#books#wattpad#amreading
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