Scenarios made up from pictures/GIFs about Super Junior, written for fun primarily by Admin R and Admin C. These scenarios are usually written in the second person and range from real-life to AU, and from cute to smut to shameless word-porn.
Something quick and (hopefully) funny for y’all that’s inspired by this
"Where’s my phone?" Leeteuk asks out loud to himself, looking around him on the sofa. He checks down the side of the cushions, under the throw pillows, even on the floor. It’s nowhere to be seen. "Yah, have you seen my phone?" He asks Kangin, who is sitting on the adjacent sofa. "No, why?" "I can’t find it. Help me look for it.” “Why should I? It’s your phone,” Kangin replies, not taking his eyes off the TV. Leeteuk sighs to himself and stands up, throwing the pillows over his shoulder. One of them flies across Kangin’s line of vision of the film on the TV. “Yah! Can you not?!” Leeteuk ignores his protests and feels along the crevice of the cushions of the sofa, trying not to grimace at the amount of crumbs and bits of fluff that lurk there. His fingers find an empty, crumpled chocolate bar wrapper. Henry. He finds a few more wrappers, a battery and one or two identifiable pieces of plastic, but no phone. Leeteuk stands and puts his hands on his hips, his lips pursed in annoyance. “Hyukjae-ah, have you seen my phone?” The leader asks his dongsaeng as he enters the room. “How could I have? I’ve only just come home,” he younger replies with a jaw-dislocating yawn. “I’m going to bed. I don’t think I’ve ever been more tired in my life.” He drops his gym bag by his bedroom door and closes the door behind him. Leeteuk hears the faint sound of bedsprings squeaking and a loud groan of someone who has never known so much comfort as a bed after 42 hours of being awake. Leeteuk gets on his hands and knees and looks under the sofa, under the coffee table. Finding nothing, he stands and pats his pockets yet again. His eyebrows begin to furrow. “Lost something, hyung? “ Asks Ryeowook. “Yeah, my phone.” “Where did you have it last?” “In here. Right here, on the sofa. I remember looking on Instagram about 20 minutes ago. I put it on the sofa beside me and now it’s gone.” “Perhaps it fell between the cushions,” comes Ryeowook’s voice of logic and reason. “I already checked,” Leeteuk replies, gesturing to the sofa that looked like a bomb hit it. “Would you like me to call it?” “It won’t do much good - it’s on silent.” Ryeowook chews his bottom lip as he thinks. “And you’re sure you had it in here last?” “Yes!” Leeteuk snaps. Ryeowook blinks. “Sorry, Ryeowook. Yes, I’m positive I had it in here last. I haven’t moved in nearly an hour.” “Hey, Sherlock Holmes, can you solve the mystery somewhere else? I’m trying to watch this,” Kangin says. Leeteuk picks up one of the throw pillows that were still littered on the floor and throws it at Kangin’s head. Kangin grabs it and makes a visual threat to throw it back at him hard, but Leeteuk casts him a look and he changes his mind, holding the pillow close to his chest and turning his attention back to the film. “I just don’t know where it could have gone.” “I don’t know either. I’d stay and help you find it but I’ve got to get to the studio.” “That’s okay - you go. Thanks for your help.” Ryeowook leaves Leeteuk to continue the search on his own. “Be honest - did you take my phone as a joke?” “No! God, can I just watch this film in peace without being accused and constantly interrupted?!” Kangin stands and storms out of the room to his bedroom, slamming the door shut behind him. Leeteuk sighs again. That’s another apology he’ll have to make, but it’ll have to wait. He tries to think back to exactly when he last had his phone. He was definitely on the sofa, checking Instagram. He definitely put the phone down on the sofa beside him. Then…then what happened? Donghae came in. He sat down. He didn’t stay long - he was gone again in a few minutes. It must have been him. Much like a criminal returns to the scene of the crime, Donghae strolls in. “Where’s my phone?” Leeteuk asks straight away, holding his hand out. Donghae cocks his head to the side and blinks. “What phone?” Damn Donghae’s childish nature and his acting skills. “’What phone?’ My phone! My phone that you sat on and then stole!” “Oh! This phone?” Donghae reaches into his pocket and pulls out Leeteuk’s phone, placing it into his hyung’s open palm. Leeteuk blesses the Heavens that wasn’t lost forever. “Hope you don’t mind, but I made some adjustments to it,” Donghae says in a sing-song voice as he swans out of the room. Leeteuk quickly unlocks it and he immediately greeted with a black and white picture of Donghae taken in the bathroom as his background. “Lee Donghae! You’re dead!”
Anonymous I was happy to find this blog still open and Admin R to still be here. Back then when I was more into SJ, I always dropped by and I was happy to get emotional advice from both admins. Thank you for still being here;;;;
This blog will always stay open. I have a full-time, proper adult job now and I’m not as active I once was, but even if the fics are slow to come out, the blog will stay active. Just not as active, haha - Admin R
sujudomino Hey! I just wanted to say that I love you and your blog! ^^ (that latest Leeteuk fic is LOVE) Its so good that your new job is going well and I hope you are feeling well too! It was really sad to hear about you feeling low :( you are lovely and beautiful person inside out, please don't ever feel otherwise ^^ <3 Hugs~<3 Ps. Sorry if I sound super cheesy or my English is bad ^^"
Awww, honey, you’re so sweet! Thank you! Yeah, I’m doing a lot better now. I still haven’t heard from that guy I was seeing and I feel lonely a lot because most of my friends are in relationships and when I do see them their boyfriends are there too, but I’m trying to shake it off and not let it bother me. I’m totally okay with being a crazy spinster cat lady, though - I love cats! - Admin R
kelly-is-elf and lee dumbhae wrote a song called shirt because hes a 5 year old BUT ITS SO GOOD BC HES A MUSICAL PRODIGY NOTHING MAKES SENSE ON THIS EARTH ANYMORE AND EUNHYUK HELPED CHOREOGRAPH IT AND HE MADE THEM DO A CHAIN OF BUTT SLAPS JESUS TAKE THE WHEEL
OH JESUS CHRIST I LOST ALL MY SHIT WATCHING THAT I LITERALLY HAVE NO SHIT LEFT I AM SHITLESS - Admin R
lovingkdramasforever can't wait for your next pic fic Admin-R. And as of now, the MAMACITA mv sparked any inspiration for any upcoming fic? Just askin ;) no matter what, again I say, can't wait for your next wonderful work.
I have one or two ideas, so look out for those coming soon :D The next fic I have lined up is…actually, I’m not going to say. I’m a mean admin ^^ - Admin R
kelly-is-elf omggg GIRRRL have you seen the MV and the comeback stages yet bc i am writing this from my grave, fucking lee hyukjae has murdered me and donghae was his accomplice
I LITERALLY FREAKED OUT WHEN I SAW THE MV OMFGGGGGGGGGGGGGG THEY ALL LOOK SO GOOD IN RED AND I AM FEELIN’ THE COWBOY HATS AND LEATHER AND KERHGKHGKTHGIUTHGKJFNGBKHBUH DROWNING IN MY FEELINGS FOREVER - Admin R
Anonymous Yay I'm so happy that you're excited for your new job! I hope it goes awesome :3 Yeah sometimes stuff like that happens, but you're strong and you can pull through :) It looks like you're doing a lot better! Yay! Your fics are the best :33 - bunny anon
My new job is going well so far. I’m finding it very difficult because I’ve only just started and it’s so different to anything I’ve done before, so I’m not used to the system we use and the different environment. Also reading legal documents from insurance claims is super boring. It’s nice to have my evenings back though, and because it’s not a stressful environment, I’m more in the mood to write and I can think of ideas. If I work hard, I’ll buy an island that all 11,000 of us can live on. I’d only have to save for 370 years! Whoever stole my purse hasn’t touched my accounts, plus I should be getting a new phone soon. Yay! - Admin R
Thank you! OH MY SWEET BABY JESUS I CANNOT WITH KANGIN’S HAIR AND SUNGMIN’S HAIR AND DONGHAE’S HAIR AND EUNHYUK’S HAIR AND KYUHYUN’S HAIR AND ALL THE HAIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR Them’s some rootin’-tootin cowboys, ya’ll. - Admin R
Anonymous Unnie!! I hope you're doing alright, do everything you need to do to make yourself feel better, and if you ever need to rant or let it all out or whatever I'm here for you! I know I have some fics that I requested but I want you to take as much time as you need, there's no rush! I don't want you to stress out over my requests or anyone's requests just concentrate on feeling better. We love you <3 - Bunny Anon
Thanks, darling. I’m feeling a lot better. I had my last ever shift at the restaurant yesterday, so I am no longer a waitress. After being in the food/catering/bar industry ever since I was 18, I feel like a change was needed and if I didn’t do it now, I would never do it. I start my new job on Tuesday and I’m really excited :D I’m getting my new bank cards and such sorted out and I’m sort of there in terms of getting a new phone. It’s a giant pain in the ass but these things happen. I just finished a fic I’d been working on for 3 days and I feel better now I’ve finished something that I’m happy with. Hopefully this will spur me on to be more active on here. I’ll definitely try and get round to those requests! - Admin R
Warning: smut You wake up to Leeteuk pressing soft, gentle kisses to your face. You can’t help but smile and wrap your arms around your boyfriend. “You’re home,” you say sleepily, nuzzling your nose into the crook of his neck. You tried to stay awake so you could see him when he got home from the army late at night, but tiredness got the better of you and you fell asleep. “You’re really home.” “I am,” Leeteuk says with a smile, holding you close, kissing the top of your head. He tilts your chin up with his fingers and presses his lips to yours, cupping your face to deepen the kiss. You melt into the kiss; you missed the feeling of his lips on yours more than words could ever describe. Tongues are quickly introduced and the kiss quickly becomes more and more passionate - Leeteuk’s hands roam your body as you curl your fists into his shirt, pulling him closer to you. His soft lips move to your neck and he lavishes it with kisses and gentle nips. “I missed you so much, baby,” he murmurs against your skin, his hands squeezing your breasts. Your eyes flutter shut and you run your fingers through his short, black hair. “I missed you too,” you breathe, tugging at Leeteuk’s shirt. He gets the message and sits up before tugging his shirt over his head and throwing it to the other side of the room. You remove your pyjama shirt and almost moan out loud when Leeteuk’s bare torso comes into contact with yours. Being without him for so long had been extremely difficult and some nights you could barely stand being alone, but it was more than worth the wait to have him back with you again. You run your hand down his chest, skimming over his firm pecs and abs, to his belt buckle before hastily undoing it, wanting more and more of him with every passing second. Leeteuk’s body shudders against yours at the mere feeling of you touching him - it’s obviously been a long time for him too. His fingers delve into your pyjama shorts, past your underwear, and move gently against your clit, making you moan. While he had been away, you had turned to using your fingers on yourself and even investing in a toy or two, but nothing could ever come close to the intoxicating feeling of Leeteuk taking you to the very heights of pleasure. The feeling of Leeteuk’s mouth on your nipple makes you gasp and arch into the sensation, pressing the back of your head into the pillows as your hand delves into his now undone jeans, your fingertips just grazing his hard, aching cock. He moans at the small touch before grabbing your wrist and plunging your hand deeper into his boxers, making you wrap your whole hand around his cock. You sink your teeth into your bottom lip as his finger slides into you, quickly followed by another. As quick as the fingers enter, they are taken away to tug your shorts and underwear off before he hurriedly removes the rest of his own clothes, delving his hand into the top drawer of the night-stand to find a condom and putting it on.Your skin prickles deliciously when he thrusts into you - it had been so long since you last made love and it felt like the first time all over again. Leeteuk keeps still as he breathes shakily, his face buried in the crook of your neck. “I’m not going to last long,” he murmurs. “That’s okay,” you reply, combing your fingers through his hair. You understand that it had a very long time for him too. He kisses you passionately as he withdraws his hips from your body and slams back into you again, setting a quick pace. You dig your fingernails into his shoulders, holding him close to your body as it throbs with pleasure before wrapping your legs around his lithe frame, sending him in deeper, making him release a gluttonous moan. He whispers breathless, half-finished words of love in your ear as he fucks you faster, his body trembling under your palms, fighting to hold back his euphoria so you can reach yours. You gasp when he tilts his head down and nips your collarbone, his fingers plucking at your nipple. His body trembles even more as he tries with all his might to hold back, his teeth dug firmly into his bottom lip and his eyes shut tightly. “Baby, I can’t hold back any more,” he gasps. “It’s okay.” Before he could do reply, his euphoria hits him in a gigantic wave and he calls out your name as he cums, his hips moving erratically, his hips crashing against yours. The movements draw moans from your throat and you clutch onto Leeteuk tighter as he comes down from his high, his thrusts slowing to a stop. He hisses as he pulls out and throws the condom in the trash. “Your turn, darling,” he says hotly in your ear before taking your nipple into his mouth again, teasing it with his teeth and tongue. He presses kisses down your stomach before plunging two fingers into you again, his tongue lapping at your clit. You gasp and arch off the bed at the feeling of his mouth on you - you had forgotten how skilled his tongue was. “God, Leeteuk,” you moan, burying your fingers in his hair and bucking your hips into his face. This spurs Leeteuk on and he moves his fingers faster before adding a third as he sucks your clit into his mouth. You buck wildly into his face, your hands fisting the bedsheets, your orgasm getting closer and closer with every thrust of Leetuek’s fingers and with every swipe of his tongue. “Cum for me, baby. Cum around my fingers,” he murmurs, curling his fingers inside you. It doesn’t take long - in a matter of seconds, your back arches so you’re almost bent in half and your whole body trembles fiercely. “Leeteuk! Jeong-su! Oh God, Jeong-su, yes!” Leeteuk moans at the sound of your screaming his real name and keeps the pace of his fingers and his tongue, prolonging your pleasure, drawing erotic moans and cries and whimpers from your mouth. You simmer down as he withdraws his fingers, coated in your release, and gives your clit one last swipe with his tongue, making your over-sensitive body jerk. He puts his fingers in his mouth one at a time and sucks them clean. “I almost forgot how good you taste.” You chuckle weakly and he lays down beside you. You curl up against his chest and he throws an arm over your shoulder. “I’m glad you’re back.” “Me too.”