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actress4him · 9 months

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Querencia 15 - Park Day

The enthusiastic response I got on the last piece I posted helped motivate me to keep going! This is the actual chronologically next chapter, coming in a month or two after Mind Control. Enjoy!

Taglist: @darthsutrich , @inky-whump , @painful-pooch , @pigeonwhumps , @bookworm2107

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Contains: referenced mind control, referenced parental abandonment, fear of abandonment, broken bone, a couple more warnings in the tags to avoid spoilers here

Things have been fairly normal since the whole “supervillain getting in Jamil’s head and making him attack everyone” incident. Dagger is still a near-weekly problem, along with Meltdown and whoever else he happens to be hanging out with at the moment. Other villains come and go, too, some low-level Supers like Reaper and Gibbous, along with non-Super nuisances that the team does their best to curb, too - bank robbers and muggers and kidnappers and such.

No one has heard anything from or about Luna. Then again, no one had heard of her before the incident, either. Which means she’s probably still out there, and could very well be biding her time until she can strike again. None of them ever really talk about her, but Liliana can feel anxiety hanging in the air that wasn’t there before, especially on poor Jamil’s part.

Luna knows exactly where they live, what they look like without their masks on. Probably knows their names and where they work, thanks to rummaging through Jamil’s brain. So not only could she easily return, but she could also tell others the information she learned. They don’t know who she might be associated with. They managed to pin down Reaper one day and quiz him about her and any other new villains in town, but he was less than helpful on the subject.

Even if they could track her down and catch her, Liliana has learned from snippets of conversation that they really have nothing to do with her. It’s something she’s never thought of before, but one reason that there are still so many supervillains around is that there’s no way to arrest them. The government likely could detain them, but no one trusts that it would be humane or that the heroes wouldn’t also be captured in the process of trying to hand them over. Just the thought of the government locking them up makes Liliana sick to her stomach, villains or not.

Normal jails can’t handle them. Normal courtrooms can’t, either, in order to convict them to send them to jail. And no hero wants to be in charge of locking them away themselves, even if they did have the space and technology.

So all they can do for now is damage control, really. Try to stop their crimes as often as they can, try to disrupt whatever plans they have. She doesn’t envy the team their jobs. Between supervillains, regular criminals, and their day jobs, they’re constantly busy.

Every other Saturday, though, after everyone who’s working gets home, they make it a point to go do something together. Since Liliana’s been with them they’ve seen a couple of movies, gone to an arcade, had a picnic, gone to the mall, and eaten out at restaurants a few times. Every experience is a huge deal for her, though she tries to make light of the awe she feels. It’s just been so long since she’s done such normal, fun things. Sometimes she feels like she’s watching someone else’s life.

Today, they’re at the city park. No one can remember whose idea it was to start with, but “the children” - as Quinn likes to fondly dub Nari, Alex, and Jamil - went crazy over the thought of playing on the playground, so here they are. It’s late enough that all of the actual children have gone home. Jamil is trying out every slide, while Quinn judges Nari and Alex in a series of competitions on the monkey bars. Liliana watches everyone from the side, a small smile on her face, but every once in a while she glances over at the empty swings.

Swinging used to be her favorite. Especially on park or school swings like these, with the long chains that could take you so high you felt like you were flying. She and Mila used to see who could go the highest, and try to swing themselves right over the top bar.

It feels silly and childish now. She can’t swing herself right now, anyway. She healed another broken rib - on Nari this time - earlier this week, just a couple of weeks after the pain from Alex’s had finally faded. So there’s no way that she can pump the chains on a swing.

Still…she could just sit in one. That won’t hurt anything. Glancing over at the chin-up contest again, she makes her way over and settles into the plastic seat, gloved hands gripping the chains loosely. Her toes just barely reach the ground, giving her enough leverage that she can give herself a little push. The swing rocks gently. Liliana watches her sneakers as they brush across the dirt, back and forth. She pushes again and swings a little more. Such a simple motion, but it brings so many childhood memories flooding into her mind.

“May I give you a push?”

The sudden question makes her jump and look back over her shoulder, though she recognizes the voice. Jamil is standing behind her with a smile on his face, cheeks flushed from his adventures down the slides.

“Oh, um…y-you don’t have to, I’m…I’m fine.”

“I know I don’t have to, but I’d like to, if you’d like to swing. If not, I’ll leave you be!”

Now her mind is at war. She automatically wants to say no, not wanting to inconvenience him or make him do things for her.

She also really, really wants to swing.

Somehow, without her actually deciding what to say, “Sure?” slips out.

“Alright, hang on!”

Suddenly, she’s flying through the air, and it’s exactly how she remembers it. Colors rush by as the wind blows her curls back off her shoulders, then tangles them around her cheeks again. She grabs onto the chains tighter. Her legs automatically fall into a pumping motion, toes pointing out at the horizon, her eyes bright with exhilaration.

Yes, it pulls at her rib a bit. But she finds she doesn’t really care.

She’s been swinging for a few minutes, oblivious to anything else around her, when another voice breaks in. “Hold on tight, I’m coming through!” A set of hands grab the swing by her hips and shove forward, higher and faster until she’s sure she actually is going to go over the top bar, or more likely, fall out the back of the swing. She squeals in shock, though this sensation is familiar, too. Then she’s dropped abruptly, her stomach following the motion, the swing’s momentum twisting it back and forth as it reaches the bottom again.

Alex is turned around watching her, laughing. He’d come up from behind and grabbed the swing, running all the way underneath it.

Her brother used to do the very same thing, back when she was small enough he could lift her.

“Did I scare you?”

“A, a little.” She’s smiling, though. She can’t help it, even with the pain in her side and the melancholy of missing what used to be.

These people…they treat her like a family should. Better than her family ever did, though she feels like a traitor for thinking it.

She shouldn’t fall for it. If her real family taught her anything, it’s that what seems like love and care won’t last and can’t be trusted. If her own flesh and blood eventually turned on her, then she can’t expect people who were strangers a few months ago to be any different.

But right now, she’s shoving those thoughts deep, deep down. She can worry about all of that later. Right now, for once, she’s going to let herself enjoy the moment.

Nari is shoving and punching Alex and playfully fussing at him for scaring Liliana, and Jamil has jumped up on the swing next to her, standing on one foot and pumping with his arms. She doesn’t move from her spot, just keeps smiling and watching their antics. They’re so full of life and joy, even with the stress they constantly face.

Before long Quinn takes up Jamil’s position without a word, and she’s swinging again. Alex and Jamil balance on the seesaw, attempting circus tricks, screaming like girls when Nari uses her power to make the metal move beneath them, which sends her into fits of laughter.

It’s late when they finally pile into Quinn’s car to head back to HQ. Everyone is tired in a contented way. Alex leans the passenger seat back practically into Nari’s lap, claiming he’s going to take a nap, while she kicks his headrest repeatedly and threatens him. Quinn clears his throat loudly, though, and quiet falls to let him focus and not overwhelm him with sound in the small space.

Liliana leans her head back and watches the moon out the sunroof. Her hands are tucked between her knees to keep her arms from brushing up against Jamil and Nari, who each lean into their respective doors to give her more space. It’s…peaceful. She’s pretty sure she hears someone snoring. She could fall asleep, too, honestly, which is surprising for her since she doesn’t usually feel comfortable sleeping unless she’s alone.

The motion of the car does lull her into a near-dozing state. Her eyes are closed and she’s absentmindedly trying to picture which turn they’re taking when someone gasps and the car suddenly jerks to one side. Liliana’s eyes fly open and she sits up abruptly. There’s a bump and a loud popping and hissing sound, then the car is swerving uncontrollably, headlights sweeping back and forth across the empty road.

The seconds seem to pass in slow motion. Her hands are gripping the seats in front of her, eyes fixated out the front windshield. A cacophony of screams and shouted words fill the car as the steeply sloped side of the road looms in front of them, cutting off abruptly as they tip over the side and begin to fall.

Gravity inverts, and for a moment she’s weightless before being slammed back down. Her temple smashes into something hard and unyielding. Images are swimming through the darkness around her - a cracked window, slumped figures. A beam of light making her wince and turn away.

Someone groans. The car shakes as a door is forced open.

“This one’s still awake.”

“Here, use the syringe.”

There’s movement around her, the click of seatbelts unbuckling too loud in her ears.

“Wait, why are there five?”

“What?”

“This one, who is she? She’s not one of the usuals, is she?”

“Doesn’t matter, just grab her.”

Something is very, very wrong, but she can’t make her body work to do anything about it. The darkness outside is creeping closer inward. She feels her seatbelt loosen and a pair of hands latch onto her, but the darkness closes in completely before she can protest.

#querencia #liliana the healer #quinn the leader #nari the hero #alex the hero #jamil the hero #lady whump #lady whumpee #broken ribs #referenced parental abandonment #fear of abandonment #referenced mind control #car crash #kidnapping #urban fantasy #superheroes #heroes and villains #whump writing #whump series

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shinestarhwaa · 8 months

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QUERENCIA - CHAPTER 5: ANGEL OR DEVIL

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"Hey, Gayoung!" Jongho chimed from behind her. Gayoung turned around with a shy smile. "Oppa, hi!"

Gayoung shared looks with Hwayoung and Zora, who walked away while giggling, leaving them alone. "How are you? I haven't talked again since you ran off," he grinned. The girl blushed as she looked at her feet. "Sorry about that, I just-"

"I wanted to apologize about it, I am really sorry about that comment, it came out really weird and I did not mean to make you uncomfortable at all, Gayoung-ah," Jongho said with a serious look in his eyes.

Gayoung-ah. That's so hot.

She bit her lips as she checked him out. She loved the leather-type of looks on a guy, and it looked truely exquisite on Jongho. "I actually... wasn't that uncomfortable... I just didn't know what to do because my mind...went places," she stammered, still looking at her feet. Her left heel tapped against her right one a few times as Jongho took in what she said. "Your mind went places? Are you saying you had dirty thoughts?" He laughed.

"Yah!" Gayoung scream-whispered, "not so loud, oppa, everyone will hear you! Yes. Yes, dirty thoughts. You said you'd split me in half for gods' sake," she muttered. Jongho laughed, not believing what he was hearing. ''You're joking right?''

She shook her head. ''No, oppa, I'm not kidding~ Is it not obvious I have a big crush on you?'' Jongho recalled all the touches and glances they've shared, the time they drank coffee together, the time they sang together. Jongho wanted to say something but the words wouldn't come out. ''What do you think? About me... being into you?''

Gayoung stepped closer, gently letting her fingers brush against his. ''I had hoped so, yeah,'' he breathed out, feeling his heart thump against his chest. His mouth went dry as she clinged to his arm. ''Is it a bad idea, oppa?'' ''You've just debuted so...It might be, but bad ideas can be quite fun,'' he smiled.

♡

The mid of May meant that the temperature went up, making the city hotter day by day. That's how Wooyoung felt right now, getting hotter day by day. Now his libido was out of this world he couldn't hold himself back any longer.

At 9.30PM on a Monday night he found himself wandering down the halls on the second floor, hoping to find Evelyn dancing again. Lucky for him, she was right there. He smiled as he heard her thumps on the floor as she moved to the beat of an Ariana Grande song that he vaguely recalled.

Wooyoung sneaked his head in, gasping as he saw her perform in just a white sports bra with grey sweatpants. Grey sweatpants clearly worked on girls for guys as well. He softly closed the door and swallowed thickly as she whipped her hair and rolled her body to the music.

''Hey.''

Evelyn turned around, surprised. The tension immediately rose as they locked eyes. Wooyoung was still standing against the door, biting his lip. Evelyn walked closer to him, taking a breath. ''I was hoping you'd be here... the choreo looks good,'' Wooyoung breathed out. ''I was hoping you'd come,'' she whispered. ''Do you wanna help me with my... dance, again?''

Click. With a simple wrist motion, Wooyoung locked the door behind his back.

Wooyoung smirked as Evelyn wrapped her fingers around his wrist, pulling him to the middle of the floor. He wasn't sure if she noticed the click, but he just went with it. ''When I sway my hips like this, does it look awkward?''

Evelyn swayed her hips seductively as she stood before Wooyoung. They locked eyes in the mirror and it would be a total lie if he wasn't eye-fucking her. ''Nothing awkward about that, Evelyn,'' he said in a low voice. She had never heard him talk like this, maybe it was the arousal, the tension between them.

Maybe it was the outline of his hard cock pressing against her ass as he stepped closer to her. Evelyn gasped as he rocked his body with her, crotch still pressed against her ass. ''W-Wooyoung,'' she breathed out, unsure of what to do. Wooyoung turned her around and looked her in the eye, searching for some form of consent.

The two panted softly as they stopped their movements, Wooyoung's hands sliding to her waist. Evelyn felt as if she finally let go of the brake as she kissed him passionately. Her head tilted to the side, letting her long blonde locks fall over her right shoulder. Wooyoung was taken-aback, eyes half-lidded and looking at her, before finally closing them, giving into his desire.

His hand brushed over her cheek, cupping it gently and caressing her jaw with his thumb. Her breath shuddered as he pulled her closer. He felt the beating of her heart becoming more rapid as his fingers slid over her neck. Evelyn parted her lips slightly, her tongue sliding over Wooyoung's bottom lip. She slightly bit his lip before exploring his mouth with her tongue.

She felt like her skin was on fire, nipples perking up as his hands slid over her chest. His thumbs grazed her hardened nipples, making her moan into the kiss. 'She's so sensitive.'

Wooyoung withdrew his lips from hers and attached them at her neck. He tasted her skin, smelling like the most delicious fruits and flowers, a scent that was so seductive he wanted to drop to his knees to eat her out right there. 'Why don't I?'

Just like his imagination told him to, he dropped to his knees, helping her out of her shoes and pants. He nibbled on the skin of her thighs, slightly digging his teeth into her milky flesh. Evelyn gasped as he swung one leg over his shoulder.

The male gawked at the sight of her dripping wet pussy right in front of him, and he couldn't waste any more time before diving his face right into her core. Evelyn let out a high-pitched moan as Wooyoung lapped and sucked on her clit. He looked at her from below, eyes twinkling as he smirked, slurping at her wet cunt.

She ran her hands through his hair, pulling it slowly as he worked his tongue inside her. ''Fuck, Wooyoung, fuck me with that tongue, that's so fucking good,'' she cursed. He ate her out for nearly fifteen minutes, although it felt like only fifteen seconds. She let out sinful moans and gripped Wooyoung's hands repeatedly.

Finally she felt herself getting closer to the edge, breath picking up as she felt the familiar warmth in her abdomen. ''Oppa, oppa I'm cumming, cu-cumming, oh, c-cumming, fuck!''

Evelyn came hard, squirting over her lovers' face with a loud whine. Wooyoung chuckled as he rode out her orgasm, licking her clit a few more times. ''Well that was a surprise,'' she panted out as Wooyoung stood up again. He wiped his face and nodded, licking her arousal off his fingers, ''So was this.'' She blushed and laughed at his squirting-comment, pushing his shoulder lightly.

Now it was her turn to bring herself to her knees, leveling herself with his crotch. Evelyn pulled down his cargo pants, only to find him not wearing any underwear. ''You were prepared weren't you?'' ''Well, maybe a little,'' Wooyoung confessed.

His cock was so thick, her mouth started to water. Pre-cum was smeared over the tip of his length and the veins running from the tip to the base was enough to nearly make Evelyn cum right on the spot. She wrapped her lips around the head, swirling her tongue around it.

Wooyoung groaned as her tongue played with his tip. He slid his hands under his shirt, playing with his nipples as he fucked his cock down Evelyn's throat. The arousal could not stop him anymore, he was totally lost in his pleasure.

His breathing picked up as he heard Evelyn choke and gag around his dick as it hit the back of her throat. ''I wanna cum in your mouth so bad babygirl, so good, letting me fuck your mouth like that,'' he grunted.

Evelyn nodded eagerly, looking up at him with big doe eyes from below. Her lips looked so good stretched around him like that he felt like he never wanted anything else in the world, only her sucking his cock.

''Baby, you feel too good, you're gonna make me cum,'' he moaned loudly. Evelyn got so into it, bobbing her head down on him as he kept thrusting into her face. Spit dripped down his cock onto his balls and he felt his hips jerk as his dick twitched in her mouth. Wooyoung came with a loud moan, pumping all his seeds into Evelyn's mouth.

She looked up at him, sticking out her tongue after she swallowed. Wooyoung smirked and nodded, ''that's a good girl, such a good fucking angel,'' he commented, although it felt more like devlish than angelic.

The two soon got startled by a bang on the door. ''Hey, this door is shut.'' ''Well, probably because people are doing the nasty in there.''

Their eyes widened, realizing they haven't been quiet at all. They were quick to put all their clothes on again. They quickly told each other good night after Wooyoung proposed to do this again sometime, properly.

When he got home to his dorm he felt elevated. He sat in the empty living room as he felt a note in his pocket.

''Hey oppa,

Here's my number and this is my Snapchat, you can expect some cute (nasty) pics if you'll add me

x Ev''

♡

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#hkpop #ateez #smut #fluff #angst #san #seonghwa #wooyoung #yeosang #yunho #jongho #hongjoong #mingi #querencia #starshinehwaa

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definitely-not-5urreal-w4nderer · 1 year

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Shout out to Canadian television.

That's it, that's the whole post.

#wynonna earp #Sort of #Sort of series #6teen #Letterkenny #corner gas #being erica #total drama #Reboot #trailer park boys #The red green show #Querencia #Orphan black

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jupitisms · 1 year

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Icon commissions!! Absolutely adored doing all of these!

All commissioners were over on Instagram except the last three from @uhohitsdorian !

#querencia #dnd #d&d #dungeons and dragons #oc #not my character #commissions #my art #digital art #jupitisms #tiefling #character illustration #icon commissions #icon #changeling #yuan ti pureblood #Aasimar

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alliwanttodoiscollectpoetry · 2 months

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What I Mean by Ellie White (Vanishing Below the Waist)

#alliwanttodoiscollectpoetry #poem #poetry #poems #poet #poets #anthology #tumblr poetry #poem of the day #poetry blog #vanishing below the waist #Ellie white #what I mean #booklr #poemblr #poetblr #poetry book #querencia #poemsdaily

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why-so-serious-lucifer · 4 months

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K-pop Discography Deep Dives: Chung Ha

Chungha first debuted in 2016, through the temporary group I.O.I., which also launched the careers of soloist Jeon Somi and actors Kim Sejeong and Kang Mina. As a soloist, she debuted with Why Don’t You Know in 2017 after I.O.I. 's disbandment.

Here are my credentials: I’d consider myself a casual fan of Chung Ha, who I know mainly through her friend Sunmi. I’ve heard a decent amount of her title tracks, and a few b-sides, but I’m looking forward to hearing more of her songs and forming a more accurate opinion of her work as a whole.

Why Don’t You Know is surprisingly chill with its acoustic guitar and lighthearted whistling effects, but has a calm kind of tropical summer catchiness that’s honestly pretty effective. It’s not an instant classic, as it does sound a lot like other tropical-inspired songs, but I did like it, minus the rap, which felt a bit too harsh for a song like this. (Also, can I say, I love that yellow, green, and red cardigan she wears in the MV! It’s stunning.)

From the EP, Hands On Me is a jazzy little opening, and I wish it was longer. It reminds me of a 9Muses track in the best way possible. Make A Wish continues that jazziness with a self-assured, smooth Chicago-esque showmanship that I really appreciated. It’s definitely a shoulder-dancing song, if you know what I mean. Cosmic Dust is a pretty traditional ballad, but provides a nice showcase for Chung Ha’s vocals.

Roller Coaster is pretty minimalistic at its beginning, and I was a bit worried that it’d be boring, but it turns out that those worries were unfounded. By the chorus, it spirals into an engaging dance floor bop that had me nodding my head. My only gripe is that I wish it took its high points a little higher, with perhaps more vocalizing or more of a cathartic point at the end of the chorus (a la TXT’s Chasing That Feeling), but overall that’s a small critique.

From the EP, Offset, I wasn’t the biggest fan of Do It at the beginning but I grew to appreciate its energy. I liked Bad Boy a lot, though I enjoyed the fast-paced verses and pre-choruses more than the chorus. Its last minute got me, though, and it became a solid hidden gem of mine. It was a bit of whiplash, though, to go from the fun of Bad Boy to the abject heartbreak of Remind Of You, a good lesson that not every album necessarily needs a ballad if it doesn’t fit in.

Love U is a song that I hadn’t realized I’d actually heard before, since I’d only heard the chorus. The opposite of Roller Coaster, its intro starts with a hard-hitting trap beat, while the song itself feels more like Why Don’t You Know with its bright summery energy. I enjoy the background vocalizing and the underlying drum beat too, though I feel like the chorus is a bit too empty for me to like as much as I did Make A Wish or Bad Boy. From the EP, Blooming Blue, I enjoyed the bright call-and-response of “I’m in love, I’m in love” from Cherry Kisses and the bass guitar contrasted with Chung Ha’s high voice in Drive.

Gotta Go is a single, and intrigued me right from its unique flute-meets-trap sampling, that matches with Chung Ha’s signature synthy background. The chorus is very interesting, because it both is and isn’t an anti-drop; it doesn’t exactly release the tension of the song, but it doesn’t let it fall away either. Instead, it’s a little like a Taemin track in that the tension never really goes away. I do like the high note before the last chorus, though I wish that there was more of a bridge. I’m not entirely sure how I feel about this one. It’s not a favorite, but I don’t hate it, and I don’t think I’d skip it if it showed up on my shuffle.

Snapping picks up similarly to where Gotta Go left off, with a beat in the middle of a lot of k-pop; not a super invigorating one, but not boring by any means. I’m glad that the anti-drop was left until the end of the chorus, as if it was the entire thing, I would be disappointed. I do really like the “now I let you go.” As is, I don’t mind this one, and I wouldn’t skip it, but I wouldn’t search it out either.

From the EP, Flourishing, I had a clear standout in Chica. Clearly taking influences from Latin Pop and some Spice-Girls-esque feel-good-you-can-do-it-babe Girl Power, it’s hard not to smile when you hear it, especially at the “chica, chica, see you’ve got it all; chica, chica, see you’re beautiful!” All in all, it’s a delightful addition to my playlist. I also liked the song Flourishing itself, especially its pre-choruses.

Now, we start Chung Ha’s 20-song epic Querencia, which has four sides, Noble, Savage, Unknown, and Pleasures, and each has a title track. Side A, Noble’s, is Bicycle, a sing-talk track that leads with a trap-beat background and melds K-pop girl crush with Ariana Grande-esque lyrics. I…really do not like this song. I have a very low tolerance for “I’m cooler than you” music in general, but when it’s pared with such an empty chorus and feels like a recycled Blackpink b-side? Yikes. Sorry, Chung Ha. From Side A {Noble}, I liked the subtle Latin-pop influences and interesting percussion of Masquerade and the great, chugging beat that’s so great at leading Flying On Faith (a rare completely English song that I loved).

Stay Tonight is Querencia’s second single, and thankfully returns to her signature synthpop. The verses had me nodding my head—a huge improvement from Bicycle—and had me excited for the chorus. But, after the great high note in the pre-chorus, the chorus itself didn’t feel like enough of a payoff, instead feeling more meandering and unengaging. While I absolutely liked it more than Bicycle, it’s not in my top 10 of her singles.

From Side B {Savage}, I enjoyed the way-too-short a-capella section at the beginning of the choruses and the “don’t make me, don’t make me dream of you” in Dream Of You (another English language track I enjoy). I also liked the breathy vocalizations in both Bother Me and Chill, Chill especially.

Play is the third single, and embraces a more playful and upbeat sound that harkens back to Why Don’t You Know, Love U, and Cherry Kisses. Though the subject isn’t that different from the other two, the genuine fun that its chorus is when it explodes and the excellent interpolation of reggaeton (in both the beat and the choreo) and brass makes this one something special. The chorus here absolutely delivers, with several parts all coming together to form a very satisfying payoff. Definitely my favorite single so far.

Demente is also a single from this side, and shockingly, it’s all in Spanish. It’s not unusual for K-pop idols to release songs with Latin pop inspired beats, or even in different languages, but this is definitely a rarity. Demente (which means “crazy” in Spanish), is honestly a really solid, catchy pop song, and (though Spanish isn’t my first language) if I didn’t know that she wasn’t fluent in it, I wouldn’t have guessed. As I’ve mentioned on my blog before, I’m a linguistics major, so this was a delight to listen to. Genuinely, kudos to Chung Ha, and to Guaynaa, the featured artist, who has the distinction of having a rap that I thought really added to the song. From Side C {Unknown}, my hidden gem was the acoustic guitar and piano led, comfortingly slow Byulharang.

X is the final single from Querencia, and is a more emotional, stripped-back performance that Chung Ha dedicates to her mother and the work that they both put in to achieve her dreams of becoming an idol. Filmed entirely in black and white and featuring an enormous, Godzilla-like Chung Ha wandering through a tiny, closed-off city fighting against her, it’s a great example of why soloists should write their own tracks. It’s imbued with a lovely sense of pathos and feels like a fitting way to end a magnum opus of an album. From Side D {Pleasures}, I liked the restful album closers in Everybody Has’ traditional ballad structure, the calmly catchy Comes N Goes, and the instrumental Querencia.

Killing Me is another single, and while it’s similar to Gotta Go, it feels sleeker and more streamlined, focused on achieving the goal that is its chorus. Because of this, it’s quite short–under three minutes–and, though it’s not the best of her singles, it doesn’t overstay its welcome. Another perfectly fine track that I wouldn’t skip but wouldn’t search out.

Sparkling feels more like Roller Coaster than anything from Querencia, which had me excited right away. It has, well, unsurprisingly, a sparkling quality to its instrumentals, and would be right at home on a dance floor. It’s delightfully bubbly, tip toeing and tap dancing all over the place with delight, and that energy is infectious. As always, I wish it had a more defined chorus, but I really like the lead-in in both the bridge and pre-choruses.

From the EP, Bare & Rare, Good Night My Princess caught my ear immediately with a sense of warmth that’s unusual for a ballad, and I loved it even more when I found out that Chung Ha wrote it as a thank you for all the sacrifices her mother made for her to be able to grow up and pursue her dreams, similarly to X. The song features Chung Ha’s voice at its most lovely, and it made me tear up a little, if we’re being honest. I also enjoyed Bibi’s feature and the excellent sense of drama in Crazy Like You, the celebratory mood in Louder, and especially the crying-on-the-dance-floor vibes of Love Me Out Loud (which gets more addicting with every repeat).

I’m glad I did this! I enjoyed Chung Ha’s work more than I thought I would, although I shouldn’t be surprised as a big fan of Sunmi and synthpop in general. I learned that she writes many of her own songs, and that she speaks some English and a little Spanish, so color me impressed. I found a bunch of songs I enjoyed—mainly b-sides—that I added to my playlists. So I’d say you could consider me at least a fan now!

My Top 5 songs are Play, Love Me Out Loud, Chica, Cherry Kisses, and Flying On Faith, with Good Night My Princess as an honorable mention. Chung Ha gets an 8.25 out of 10 from me, which is about what I expected. I think that where her songs often falter for me are the choruses, which unfortunately is one of the most important parts. When she pulls it off, she’s made some excellent tracks. But more often than not, I find myself loving the buildup but being disappointed by the pay-off. There were very few tracks I didn’t at least enjoy, and this isn’t me saying that I think her work is bad. But with just a few changes and a greater sense of pay-off, she would have a pretty unbeatable discography.

Next time, we’ll be starting a two week series on a pretty huge girl group, and we’ll be having a boy group supplemental next week. Tschüss!

#ioi #ioi Chung ha #chung ha #K-pop #K-pop soloists #k pop girl groups #discography deep dive #review #sparkling #why don’t you know #play #Demente #love u #querencia #Spotify

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+"Lina..."

-"Niye ağlıyorsun?"

+"Unuttun mu beni?"

-"Ağlama..."

+"Nasıl unuttun beni?"

-"Kimsin ki, sen?"

~Querencia (yazar: laviniab02)

#wattpad #querencia #nobody

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YOU'RE MY QUERENCIA 🤍

#spanish #spain #querencia #my words #word of the week #positive #lovers #love langauges

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“Não nasci pra competir com ninguém, mas pra superar a mim mesmo”. 🚀 . . . . #querencia (at Querência) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdBLLWGLlo3/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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#chung ha #bother me #querencia #kpop #k-pop #pop #music #audio #2020s

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#to whom it may concern #querencia #crimeboys

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Whumptober 2023 - Day 14 - Querencia

This is the next chapter of Querencia, following Whumptober Day 1!

Taglist: @darthsutrich , @inky-whump , @painful-pooch , @pigeonwhumps (thank you for beta reading!), @bookworm2107

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No. 14: “Feed me poison, fill me ‘till I drown.” | Water Inhalation

Contains: dude whump, electrocution, water whump, Deaf whumpee, captivity, restraints, revenge, death mention, noncon drugging, needles, superpowers

Quinn jolts awake in an unfamiliar room, still half-expecting to be in charge of steering an out-of-control vehicle. Instead, he finds himself in what looks like a warehouse, but definitely not the one they converted into their home. This one is dingy and in sore need of a good cleaning. The events of the evening come back to him in flashes - the park, the drive home…the spike strips in the road and his inability to avoid them or prevent the crash afterward.

This was planned, whatever it is. And now he’s alone, without his team, and he can only hope they’re all alright.

He doesn’t remain alone for long. The trio that enters the room looks vaguely familiar, but with his head still swirling from unconsciousness he can’t quite place them. Besides, his thoughts are more caught on the fact that none of them are wearing masks or anything else to conceal their identities. Kidnappers without masks generally don’t plan to allow their victims to leave alive.

“The great Electric Eagle himself,” the woman begins, strolling closer. “Right here in our grasp, isn’t it exciting, boys?”

The bigger man circles him where he sits. “Somehow he doesn’t seem quite as intimidating without the whole superhero getup.”

“That could also have to do with the handcuffs,” the second man laughs.

“True!”

“Where is the rest of my team?” Quinn asks, careful to keep his expression and voice steady. They normally wouldn’t seem very intimidating, but they’ve already proven themselves rather capable of causing trouble. At the moment, though, any fear in him is for his team, not himself.

“Oh, he’s British! Did you know he was British?” The woman puts a hand to her heart, looking at the other two. They shrug, unimpressed. “I do love me a British accent. But sorry to tell you, honey, it isn’t going to keep me from making you pay.”

“And…what, exactly, is it that I’m paying for?” He knows these three from somewhere, it’s driving him mad that he can’t place where.

“He doesn’t remember.” The bigger man crouches down and grabs a fistful of Quinn’s shirt, yanking him in close to his face. “What, we weren’t important enough for you to think about, once you’d ruined our lives and moved on with yours?”

“You got us arrested, that’s what. None of us even had records until you and your cutesy little team of superheroes came along and ruined it all. We lost all the money we’d gotten, lost our jobs, can’t get hired anywhere else, Greg’s wife left him…”

Oh. Now he remembers them. Criminals, of course, as he’d assumed, but more specifically a gang of three bank robbers that they’d worked together to stop. Which means that it shouldn’t be just him that they have a complaint against.

“Where…is…my team?”

The bigger man, Tommy Lewis, shoves him backwards so that he sprawls on the floor, hands trapped behind his back. “They’ll get their turns! But you’re the leader, so you get first go at paying up, how does that sound?”

He has no idea what they have in mind, but no doubt that it will be unpleasant. Maybe by the time they’re done with him, the others will have come up with some kind of escape plan and will be able to avoid having to go through whatever it is, themselves. If anyone is going to get hurt here, it should be him.

Greg Sanders, the other man, comes closer, and Quinn’s eyes immediately go to a syringe in his hand. “What’s that, then?”

“Sheila may have lost her job at the lab, but she didn’t lose all of the formulas she was working on in her spare time.” He smirks, waving the syringe a bit. “You all will get to try out a couple of different specialties of hers while you’re here!”

He comes at him with the syringe, and Quinn kicks out with his restrained feet, trying to knock it from his hands. If it’s just something she’s been working on at home, there’s probably a limited supply. He doesn’t know what could possibly be in it, but being poisoned isn’t high on his list of fun activities for himself or his team.

Greg dodges the kick, and before Quinn can try to roll further out of the way Tommy is on top of him, sitting on his legs and pinning his upper half to the floor. With his hands beneath him he can’t summon any lightning, and the man is too heavy to fight off without leverage. The needle sinks into his arm.

The three criminals step back and stare at him as he scrambles to at least sit upright. He takes it that something visible is supposed to happen, then. His heart is pounding in anticipation, waiting to start feeling excruciating pain or to grow an extra limb or whatever horrible, drastic thing they have planned.

Then lightning crackles in his palm, without his permission.

“Aha!” Sheila screeches. “It’s starting to work!”

Quinn swallows hard. If this is something that affects his powers, it could be much worse than he’d feared. As if in response to his thoughts, another bolt arcs from one hand to the other. The trio starts donning long rubber gloves.

“If my powers go out of control, you’re going to need a lot more than rubber gloves and soles to keep you safe.” He’s imagining the whole room filling with streaks of lightning, taking out the lights and the people and charring the walls and floor.

Meanwhile, electricity snakes up to his wrist and hits the handcuffs, and for the first time since he was just learning to use his power, Quinn actually feels the effects of it himself. He jolts and grunts in utter surprise as it buzzes through his skin. There’s a reason why he and Nari have to be careful to keep their abilities separate. Metal and electricity do not mix well.

Greg smirks. “We’re not really worried about it.”

Distracted by getting shocked, he doesn’t notice the hose in Sheila’s hand until a blast of cold water hits him in the chest. “Let’s speed this up a little bit, shall we?”

“This is a bad ide-” He gets a faceful of water before he can finish the sentence, leaving him sputtering.

“Oh, I think it’s the best idea we’ve had in a while! This is going to be fun.”

He tries to scoot himself backwards, away from the persistent stream of icy water, but they just follow, laughing at him, soaking his whole front. They haven’t managed to get his hearing aids yet, thankfully, but he imagines at this point it’s only a matter of time.

He’s trying to come up with some other way to dissuade them or a way out of this situation when his power activates again. This time it crawls all the way up his arm, hitting both metal and sopping wet fabric. From there it takes on a life of its own. Quinn’s body jerks backwards, his head slamming into the concrete block wall he’d moved up against, before uncontrollable shaking sends him to the floor. Everything burns like there’s fire inside his veins. He’s fairly certain he screams at some point, without meaning to. He knows for sure he bit his tongue, because his mouth is full of the bitter taste of blood when he can finally breathe and see straight again.

The trio is laughing at him some more. He can see that, though he can’t hear it, which means his hearing aids are fried. Fantastic. At least he doesn’t have to listen to their annoying voices anymore.

Before he’s fully caught his breath, it’s happening again. And again. And again. It seems to be getting worse the longer the drug is in his system, and of course the more they soak him down with the hose. Sometimes he screams, sometimes it gets trapped somewhere inside and feels like it’s ripping through his throat. He doesn’t bother trying to pick himself up after each round. He’s too exhausted, and everything hurts.

After a while, they must get bored with that method, because Tommy comes over and yanks him up off the ground with gloved hands. He’s saying something… “new game,” Quinn’s pretty sure is in there somewhere, but his lips are a bit of a blur.

He can’t walk, not with his ankles chained together, so he gets dragged across the room and deposited on his knees…in front of a bucket full of water. He can already see where this is going without needing to hear whatever taunting they’re doing.

Sure enough, a hand grabs onto his curls and shoves his head down into the water. Instinctively, he pushes against it, struggling to get up while holding onto what air he was able to gulp in.

He can’t let them kill him. The team needs him, he has to help them get out of here. They can’t go through this. Just the thought of it makes him sick to his stomach.

His head feels like it’s going to explode. A burst of bubbles escape his lips, relieving a little of the pressure, but now his lungs are aching instead. He needs to breathe, he needs to breathe…

He’s jerked up out of the water by his hair. Rivulets run down his face, over his eyes and into his open mouth as he gasps loudly for precious air. Greg and Sheila are across from him, big grins on their faces.

One last gasp - not nearly enough - and he’s back down again. This time, though, his power comes to life, shooting up through his body with a force that makes his back arch. His lungs spasm involuntarily, and then he’s choking, coughing, taking in more water, until mercifully the bucket tips over with his erratic movements and he hits the floor, water spilling across him as he continues to shake and cough.

He can see open air but he can’t breathe. Water rattles in his throat and chest. The lightning stops, but he still kicks and squirms, trying desperately to draw something in or expel something out, anything.

Someone flips him over onto his side and kicks him hard in the back, and he’s finally able to spew out the last of the water, coughing until his ribs ache and his throat is on fire.

He’s not even aware of anyone that’s around him until another needle pricks his arm. No, please, no more… They’re talking amongst themselves or maybe even to him, but he doesn’t know what their plans are anymore. If his power goes even more haywire, though, he’s not going to survive it. They’re going to kill him.

Minutes pass, though, and the only lightning that happens is small, more like the first few times. Enough to make him jolt, but not writhe. It seems to be calming down, much to his immense relief.

His ankles are released and someone pulls him to his feet. His legs feel leaden, but he stumbles along beside them as they lead him out the door and down a hall, eventually unlocking another door and shoving him inside.

Immediately he drops to sit on the ground, no strength left. It’s only then that he sees Liliana sitting there, staring at him wide-eyed and fearful. He forces himself to turn, and there are the others, too. Safe.

Everyone’s lips are moving, probably asking a million questions, but he’s too tired to try and comprehend. He just shakes his head. “Aids got fried.” He hates talking out loud when he doesn’t have them in, but signing isn’t exactly an option when his hands are still cuffed and Liliana still doesn’t know much sign, anyway.

Nari’s face is etched with concern, her eyes darting to his ears, then across his soaking wet body once more. “What did they do to you?” Her mouth moves, but she also signs it as best she can with one wrist cuffed to the wall. “We were so worried!”

Quinn’s eyes drift shut, and he shakes his head again. “I don’t…want to talk about it. Not yet.” He'll have to, eventually. He has to prepare them for what they might face.

They have to figure out a way out of here before that happens.

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QUERENCIA - CHAPTER 6: CRAZY OVER YOU

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Tags/Warnings: mentions of death and trauma, protected sex, oral sex, fingering, dirty talk

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Jongho and Gayoung had been texting non-stop after getting each other's phone numbers. Until now their flirtations were quite innocent, but that soon changed. They started to call late at night and early in the morning, talking about what their dates would be like if they could openly date, like normal people.

''I'd take you out to a park, maybe a forest? I know how much you love nature,'' he grinned through the phone. Gayoung placed her hand on her chest as she felt her heart skip a beat. ''I'd really like that,'' she giggled softly, ''that sounds like an amazing first date. The girls and I are going to film a variety show so I hope we can go outside too.'’ ''Outside variety shows are fun, the boys and I have done so many different things already. I'll make sure to watch your show when it comes out though.''

''So, after a walk in nature... What would happen then?'' Gayoung asked, heart pounding in her chest. ''After that? I'd take you out to a romantic restaurant, maybe Italian? And I'd bring you home... and kiss you,'' he spoke softly. Gayoung gasped quietly as she wiggled her legs in excitement.

''You think of kissing me?'' Gayoung asked carefully, playing with her hair as she waited for his answer. Jongho nodded but realized she couldn't see him so he immediately answered. ''Yes, definitely,'' he admitted. ''You should come kiss me soon then.'' ''I will.''

♡

It was a warm night when Seonghwa sat on a bench in the park. He knew he shouldn't just go out like this, but he made sure to be camouflaged and stay close to KQ ent. He couldn't help it, he needed to get out and get fresh air. All the preparations for the new comeback were a lot for him and the pressure to perform well only grew more each day, but he wasn’t entirely satisfied with his part yet. He took a deep breath and cracked his neck, letting out a soft groan.

Suddenly a girl sat next to him, with beautiful long black hair. She had a mask on as well, covering most of her face, but her eyes looked rather sad. "Hi, are you okay?" Seonghwa asked carefully when he noticed the diamond-like tears in her eyes. ‘’O-Oh, uhm, yeah,’’ she spoke softly. Seonghwa’s gaze softened when he noticed a tear fall down her eyes. ‘’You can talk to me if you want, it’s not easy to suffer alone…’’

The girl nodded and sighed deeply. ‘’It’s my parents death anniversary today, it’s uhm… four years now,’’ she admitted, looking into his eyes this time. Seonghwa swallowed thickly as he was surprised to hear something this heavy, but he also saw something familiar in her eyes. ‘’I’m sorry for your loss,’’ Seonghwa said, looking down. ‘’That must be hard to deal with… both of them in one day, you know.’’

She took her mask off to drink some water from the bottle in her hand, surprising Seonghwa. This wasn’t just any girl, this is Iseul. ‘’Iseul…?’’ ‘’How…How do you know my-‘’

He slowly slid his mask down as well, revealing his face to her. Her eyes widened and she gasped. ‘’Oh my, Seonghwa sunbae, I’m so sorry,’’ she said as she bowed to him immediately. ‘’No, no don’t you apologize! Please…’’ he said, gently placing his hand on her shoulder to calm her. He could feel a tingling, spark-like sensation in his body as he did so and for a brief moment he thought she could feel it too, but he quickly remembered she was having a bad day so he pulled his hand back.

‘’How did it happen…? If you’re comfortable with, you know, talking about it… I’m here to listen.’’ His sweet tone melted the icy walls around Iseul’s heart, her eyes softening. Another crystal-like tear fell on her skin as she took a deep breath. ‘’They were in a fatal car accident in Incheon… They died on the spot,’’ she explained.

Tears welled up in Seonghwa’s eyes, but no matter how hard he fought them, they came out nonetheless. ‘’Wha…Why are you crying?’’ she asked worriedly, laying her hand against his cheek. ‘’I-I’m just really empathic, sorry I… get emotional quickly and especially with other emotional people,’’ he briefly explained before collecting himself again. Iseul smiled softly. ‘’Don’t apologize… I think it’s sweet, really… normally people have no idea what to say… they make it awkward… you don’t.’’

‘’I just get lonely… I don’t usually tell people, but we were filming this episode recently and everyone talked so happily about their parents… It hurts to much that I’m just… there, unable to join in on the conversation.’’ Seonghwa nodded, skin burning up underneath Iseul’s palm. He truly wanted to focus on her words but her delicate skin and her beautiful face were making his heart race. Why did he not notice this before?

‘’Well I… I’m happy to listen to your story, whenever you need someone… I personally haven’t lost anyone so close so I can��t truly recognize the way you’re feeling, but I am a good listener and the guys always come to me if they need a shoulder to cry on or need advice…,’’ Seonghwa spoke as he brushed some hair out of her face. Her cheeks tinted pink from his actions, fluttering her heart. No one had ever acted like this towards her, so understanding and sweet… ‘Was this a kind of flirting? Maybe he just wants to get in my pants’

Iseul cursed at herself for thinking so negatively again immediately. She hardly knew him, he couldn’t just think he’d fake his kindness for something like sex, right? She sighed deeply, wishing her insecurities and trauma’s wouldn’t surface as much anymore, but they did. Maybe if they got closer, she’d tell him.

♡

Evelyn shivered as she stood in front of the building where Wooyoung’s dorm was. She prayed to God that Jongho and Hongjoong wouldn’t open the door, otherwise she’d have to come up with an excuse. She rang the bell and heard Wooyoung’s voice through the intercom. ‘’Who is it?’’ ‘’It’s Evelyn, oppa, I…’’ ‘’Come in,’’ he said before she could say anything else.

As she made her way up to the dorm she ran into Jongho and Yunho. She bowed quickly and cursed softly, feeling caught. ‘’Hey, Evelyn, what are you doing here?’’ ‘’Oh I… borrowed something from Wooyoung sunbaenim so I figured I’d bring it back,’’ she muttered. ‘’Oh well, alright, he just kicked us out tho so I don’t know if he has ti- ooh. Oh.’’ Yunho said, stopping mid-sentence. Shit.

Yunho and Jongho grinned as they looked at each other and then back to the embarrassed Evelyn. ‘’I see, it’s you. Have fun,’’ Yunho laughed before pulling Jongho with him, exiting the building. It’s you? She decided to forget it and brush it off. Evelyn finally got to his dorm and knocked on the door. Wooyoung opened up, slightly wet hair brushed back as he wore a black tanktop and black sweatpants. God he looks so good in black.

‘’Hi, oppa,’’ she smiled as her eyes met his own. ‘’Hey, what a surprise, come in,’’ he offered, opening the door for her. She got in and took off her shoes and coat. ‘’Yeah, I uhm, I just wan-‘’

Wooyoung cut her off by pressing his lips on hers, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close to his chest. Evelyn melted into his embrace and gave into the kiss, moaning softly as his hands roamed and groped at her ass.

‘’Wooyoung, what about your roommates,’’ she panted in-between kisses. ‘’They’re all gone, we’re alone,’’ he grunted as he nibbled on her neck. ‘’Thank God,’’ she moaned out as she felt Wooyoung’s tongue on her neck. He tried his best not to mark her neck as he licked and sucked on it, not wanting to give her stylists a hard time.

He pulled her into his bedroom, darker and smaller than she expected but she couldn’t truly care that much, she honestly just came for dick and she was gonna get it. ‘’You couldn’t wait any longer, huh?’’ he smirked as he took off his tank top, revealing his sculpted torso. She took off her top, exposing her bare breasts to the man in front of her.

‘’I really couldn’t oppa, I’ve been so fucking wet all day I needed you now,’’ Evelyn whined as his thumbs brushed her nipples. ‘’Have you, baby?’’ he smirked, yanking her pants down and slowly pulling her underwear down with his teeth. Evelyn felt like she was going crazy as Wooyoung took off his own pants and underwear, leaving both of them naked. Evelyn hopped onto Wooyoung’s bed, guiding him to lay with her.

He carefully laid on top of her, cock hardening as their skin touched, sending shivers down his spine. He kissed her again, tongue slipping over her bottom lip before slowly pushing it in. They kissed for what felt like hours, their hot, sweaty bodies moving against each other. Evelyn eventually withdrew her lips, ending the kiss, panting softly. ‘’Let me suck your cock please,’’ she begged.

‘’Well you don’t have to beg for that baby,’’ he smirked, ‘’you can have it all.’’ Wooyoung positioned himself against his pillow properly as Evelyn got between his legs. She was quick to put her hair in a messy bun before taking a hold of his cock, rubbing the tip slightly with her thumb. He groaned and threw his head back as he felt her tongue lap at the underside of his cockhead, rubbing the sensitive spot. ‘’You were really needy for my cock, weren’t you Evy?’’

She couldn’t help but smile at the nickname, nodding eagerly as she took his length in her mouth, slowly bobbing her head up and down. Wooyoung moaned, resting his palm at her cheek, gently guiding her up and down. ‘’You’re so good for me, precious, so good, fucking love your mouth… I can’t wait to be inside your wet little pussy,’’ he grunted.

Wooyoung’s hips jolted upwards, bucking up inside her mouth. Evelyn moved faster, taking every cm of his dick inside her hot mouth, slightly gagging and letting out a moan as it hit the back of her throat. ‘’Fuck, baby did you just moan for me?’’ he smirked as he kept thrusting into her mouth, ‘’such a dirty little girl.’’

Evelyn let the boy use her mouth for a few minutes until he withdrew his cock from her mouth. ‘’Lay down, blondie, let me see your wet pussy now,’’ he smirked. They switched places and Evelyn was quick to spread her legs for him, displaying her wetness to him. ‘’Gosh, aren’t you a pretty little girl… Such a pretty pussy,’’ he grunted as his fingers slid through her folds.

‘’Y-Yes, please, please fuck me with your fingers, please,’’ she whined softly as she felt his fingertips brush against her sensitive clit. ‘’What the princess wants, the princess gets,’’ he grinned before sliding two of his long fingers inside of her. Her back arched as he curled his fingers as he moved them quickly inside of her. ‘’O-oh, oppa!’’ she moaned out. ‘’Yeah? You like it there baby?’’

Evelyn nodded eagerly and spread her legs wider if that was even possible. ‘’Yes, please, please!’’ Wooyoung pumped his skillful fingers inside her with a powerful force, making her scream his name just the way he liked it. Soon enough he entered a third finger, still fucking them into her cunt as his thumb played with her clit.

‘’O-Oh my God, please, oppa!’’ she whined, trying to close her legs as Wooyoung used his other hand on her clit, rubbing it between his fingers. ‘’O-Oppa, d-don’t, I’m gonna cum!’’ she warned him as her breathing picked up. ‘’Mhm, that was my intention, cum on my fingers first precious, let go,’’ he smirked.

It didn’t take long before she came undone on his fingers, moaning his name loudly as her body shook in his embrace. Before she knew it, Wooyoung had slipped on a condom and slid his length right inside her. Both of them exhaled loudly, finally feeling each other. ‘’Please, oppa, please fuck me hard, please!’’

Wooyoung smirked as she kept on begging, even though he was gonna give it to her anyways. ‘’Such a good little girl, yes baby I’ll use your little pussy, I’ll fuck you like no one has before, hm?’’

He pushed his cock deep inside her, filling up her entire cunt. She moaned in pleasure, nails clawing at Wooyoung’s back. He thrusted into her quickly, balls slapping against her ass repeatedly. ‘’You’re so tight princess, has no one ever fucked you well before?’’

‘’N-No one compares to you oppa, fuck I love your cock, i-it feels so good inside me!’’ she whined loudly as Wooyoung jackhammered his cock into her fragile cunt. She screamed louder as his thrusts became more forceful, the bedsprings squeaking underneath them. Wooyoung’s moans picked up as well as he felt himself getting closer, so close.

‘’Baby, fuck, I’m so close, I’m so close,’’ he moaned, lost in his pleasure. He slipped his hand between their bodies, toying with her clit and taking her by surprise. Her breathing picked up as he abused her clit. She could feel the familiar sensation in her abdomen, she was so close. Wooyoung could feel her clenching around him, taking him over the edge.

Wooyoung moaned loudly as he spilled his seeds in the condom. Evelyn screamed his name one last time as she came undone on his cock, clenching down hard, milking his cock completely. Wooyoung rode out their highs and pulled out a minute later. He took off the condom and tossed it in the trash before lying next to her.

The two panted heavily as they came down from their highs. Evelyn felt so fucked out but she fought to stay awake. She couldn’t sleep here, her manager would kill her… but her eyelids were so heavy, so heavy she couldn’t help but fall asleep on Wooyoung’s bare chest, who soon enough passed out as well. Oops.

#kpop #ateez #seonghwa #wooyoung #san #yeosang #yunho #jongho #mingi #hongjoong #fluff #smut #angst #querencia #starshinehwaa

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