Super Junior Pic Fics

So I can't log in to SJPF anymore. Basically, it's set up on a different email address and log in to my personal tumblr (no idea why I did it like that in the first place but oh well) and the email address I used for it has now been deactivated (thanks Microsoft you dick). The only place I'm logged in is my phone which is how I'm able to post this. Because the email address is deactivated, I can't log in to retrieve the reset password email I have been sent, and I can't change the email or password on the app HELP ME If I can't figure this out I don't know what to do. I might have to start a new account and all my stuff will be gone. Or do I just give up and leave this blog as it is and change it to inactive? I really don't know what to do - Admin R

Donghae scrubs his hand over his face as he leaves the office building, rubbing his tired eyes. He’s been working long hours for a little over a week now and it’s beginning to take its toll. Still, his boss asked him to stay long hours because he knew he could get the work done properly and it was nice to be feel trusted and valued. Donghae walks to his car, patting his pockets for his keys. He finds them in the inner pocket of his jacket. He unlocks his car and removes said jacket and throws it in the passenger seat as he climbs into the driver’s seat, putting the key in the ignition and turning it. “Turn the engine off," comes a voice from behind. Just as Donghae turns to look in the back seat, he feels the cold pressure of a barrel of a gun pressed against the side of his head. Donghae’s eyes widen in shock and his heart hammers in his chest. He swallows once, twice, before reaches a shaking hand out and turns the key back, shutting off the engine. Donghae’s eyes flick to the rear view mirror. The assailant is wearing a black scarf over his nose, but Donghae knew those cold, sharp eyes from anywhere. “H-How did you find me?” “We never lost you. We’ve been keeping an eye.” “My wife–” “She’s safe. For now.” The man reaches over and takes Donghae’s phone out of his jacket pocket. “Tell her everything.” “W-Why?” “This will hurt her more than we ever could.” Your phone vibrates, moving slowly along the coffee table. You pick it up and look at the caller ID. It’s your loving, perfect husband. You smile and answer the call. “Hey, you.” “Hey, baby.“ Something in Donghae’s voice makes you uneasy. “What’s wrong?” “N-Nothing, everything is fine.” “Tell her.” “Who is that? Where are you?” You ask, your eyebrows furrowing. If it was one of Donghae’s friends or work colleagues, he wouldn’t be sounding so panicked right now. “I’m in my car. There’s….there’s a gun to my head.” Stomach-churning panic washes over you. You feel faint and wide awake at the same time. “Donghae, what’s going on?” You hear Donghae let out a shaky breath. “A few years ago, I worked for the largest drugs supplier in the country. I took care of shipments, kept the cops off our tracks, recruited people. I was second in command. Then I met you, and I fell in love. I realised I didn’t have to carry on living like that; I could have a life with you. So I walked away. It wasn’t a popular decision. They wanted to keep me; they said I was too good to lose. They offered me everything I could ever want, but I declined. It was too dangerous and I didn’t want to drag you into it. I thought they left me alone after that. I had word that I could leave without consequences. Turns out they lied.” Donghae stops to take another shaky breath. “I’m so sorry. I should have realised. I’m sorry, baby.” “It doesn’t matter right now. Just hang tight, Donghae. I’ll get help. I’ll come find–” “I love you,” Donghae says, his voice catching in his throat. You hear the sound of the gun firing down the phone. All you can do is scream.

Awwww, thank you! You’re so sweet :3I’m doing much better now and I’m trying to write as much as I can- Admin R

Not sure who made this GIF, sorry Warning: fellatio Eunhyuk gasps and moans as you take his cock into your mouth, wrapping your lips around the hot, hard member. He watches you, his mouth hanging open, his eyes half-lidded in pleasure. Your eyes meet his and he bites his plump bottom lip at the sight of you on your knees before him, your mouth full of his cock, your lips stretched and starting to redden already. “Oh, God...” he whispers as you take his cock deeper and deeper down your throat, your tongue caressing the protruding, pulsating veins. Eunhyuk buries his hand in your hair and tugs gently. You start to bob your head, slow at first, but you start to pick up the pace, making him moan louder and louder, strings of hushed curses falling form his mouth. You pull back and concentrate on the tip of his cock, teasing it with the tip of your tongue. Eunhyuk makes growls from the back of his throat. “No teasing.” He pushes your head down. You comply, continuing your ministrations, making the moans and curses return. Eunhyuk pants for breath harder and harder, his tongue darting out to moisten his lips, until his grip on your hair tightens. You turn your concentration to the tip of this cock again, sucking on it, your hand jerking the rest of his cock. He shudders and moans your name as he cums, spilling on to your tongue. You swallow every drop, licking the tip clean. You let his cock fall out of your mouth and Eunhyuk’s hand moves from your hair to your face, cupping your cheek lovingly. “When we get home, you’re next,” he says with a wink.

Thank you! I’m feeling a little better today. I’ve taken medication for it so I’m really drowsy right now - can barely keep my eyes open right nowI should be back at work tomorrow. Yay....- Admin R

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Donghae keeps a watchful over you as you cough repeatedly, quickly running to the kitchen to get you a glass of water. Your coughs are getting worse and worse now; at the beginning of the week, you just had a tickle in your throat but now whenever you coughed, it burned your lungs and left you weak and with a constant headache. All Donghae could do was fetch you anything you needed all day and worry all night. He had taken you to the doctor but they just blamed the cold weather and given you something for the headaches. You got worse and worse every day and there was nothing he could do, and it killed him. “You can take that worried look off your face, I’m fine,” you say as you take the glass of water from Donghae’s hand and drink from it. “You’re not fine.” “I am. I sound worse than I feel,” you reply as defiantly as you can, but your croaky voice betrays you and you cough again. “I’m making another appointment with the doctor,” Donghae says, reaching for his phone.” “Donghae, please don’t. I don’t want to be poked and prodded, only for them to give me over-the-counter aspirin again. I just need rest and I’ll be okay in a few days.” “Two days. If your cough isn’t sounding better in two days, you’re going to the doctor again. A different doctor,” he reasons, putting his phone down again. It was useless arguing with him - he had that authoritative look in his eye, his lips, usually curled in a smile, now pressed together in a straight line. You huffed, not happy with the prospect of going to the doctor again. “Fine.” Donghae’s face softens as you lay down on the sofa, kicking the blanket over you, trying to get it cover your body. Donghae stands and helps you, pulling the blanket up to you your chin. He places his head on your head and strokes your forehead with his thumb, a small smile on his face. “I don’t mean to be such a hard-ass; I’m just worried about you.” “I know,” you reply, placing your hand on his outstretched arm, “but honestly, I’ll be okay. It’s just a chest infection. A few more days and I’ll be better.” “I just feel so powerless.” “You’re helping me more than you know. You being here, looking after me, is making me stronger. I couldn’t shift this infection without you.” Donghae’s smile widens. He bends and presses a loving kiss to your forehead. “Get some rest, baby. I love you.” You close your eyes and will your body to get better.

I'm working on it. It's not easy, but I'm tryingThank you ❤️❤️- Admin R

I don’t know. I tried to go on that page too. There is a password on it but I don’t know what it is. Maybe the admin is revamping it. I have no idea. Sorry :(- Admin R

A girl does whatever she wants to do and whatever she feels comfortable with. Some girls lay back and enjoy the ride (pun intended), some girls scream their heads off, some girls take control. Some girls scratch and bite, some girls are completely silent, some girls talk dirty. You never know what you’re going to be like until the time comes.Freud said “the sexual self is the essential self”. Who are you in bed is who you are in your soul. And it doesn’t matter who you become when you are lost in the throes of passion. You don’t have to be what your partner wants you to be. You don’t have to pigeon-hole yourself into acting a certain way because that’s what you or your partner has seen in porn and therefore it must be right. Porn is an exaggerated portrayal of sex, a distorted reflection designed purely to get people off. There’s nothing wrong with watching porn - it’s normal and healthy to have a curiosity - but to say it is like real life is untrue. You don’t need to model yourself on porn stars.There’s absolutely no need to worry. Just do whatever comes naturally and if your partner doesn’t like it, that’s their problem. I guarantee you, though, that whoever you sleep with will just be happy that they are having sex. They will have this person in front of them who is willing to have intercourse with them, to share a passionate exchange, to give their body to them.Do whatever you are comfortable with and that will be enough for them.Whatever happens, just remember to be safe!- Admin R

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