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[i4lixie]

will i show up on the tags i wonder

[i4lixie]

HAN in ‘GIVE ME YOUR TMI’ mv

[i4lixie]

content: repost bc my last one didn’t show up in the tags, just minho and u fucking, fem!reader

minho is usually the one that takes control in your sex life. on some days he’s more sadistic and mean, some he’s not—but all in all, he’s the one lying you down, giving you commands, rewarding you. fucking you.

but minho would be happy to switch the roles for a day. especially after you come home from work—and maybe you had a long day, a slight headache, and you were just irritated. sad. not in a good mood.

minho kisses along your neck and shoulders, and you could almost purr at how good it feels. you want him, but not how you usually have him.

“you wanna fuck me?” he whispers, staring down at your face, stuck in a hard pout. you’re cute and he loves you, so of course he’ll never say no.

he really underestimated you.

it’s like you’re fucking the daylights out of him. you’re bouncing on his lap so quickly and harshly that he’s sure his fingers will leave bruises with how hard he’s gripping your hips. you’ve got him braindead, making more noise than he ever does, completely trained on how tight you are around his cock. he’s hot and you’re both sweating but that doesn’t stop him from biting down on your collarbone, eyes shut.

“god—fucking-“ he croaks out, unable to hold it in when you swirl your hips just right, his cock going in a circle with you. he thrusts up into your heat, unable to stop himself, fucking you just as hard as you’re fucking him.

you both cum but neither of you want to stop. he wants you to take out all your stress on him. he’s panting as you turn around, ass facing him, and he nearly dies once you take him in this position, letting out a quick shout as his head falls back against the pillow.

and you can’t pretend you’re not as affected. your pussy hurts with how hard it’s throbbing with want for him, and his dick fills you up just right you could almost taste it. you fuck him like the addict you are, your own loud noises joining his and the overbearing sound of his hands slapping against your ass with almost every thrust—not even in his usual dominant way, but because he just can’t fucking keep his hands off of you.

he bends his knees, presses his chest to your back, reaches around you to play with your clit as you fuck him and you’re gone after that. you clench so hard around his dick that he blacks out when he cums right after you, overwhelmed by the sensation, the pleasure, the feeling of you.

and when you wake up in the morning, you do it all over again.

[i4lixie]

What are your thoughts on maxident??

i enjoy it a lot!!

i like the love concept they’re going with. i think case 143 is a solid title track—definitely one of my least favorites (sorry😩) but i still enjoy it and love the choreography in the chorus SM 💓💃🏻

my fav song is probably 3racha bc ugh it gets me so hype,, but i also love chill & give me ur tmi!

[i4lixie]

ok my stuff isn’t showing up in the tags uhh 😍 tumblr wdf

[i4lixie]

anything with my baby jisung <3 i need !!! the more pervy the better

pervy!jisung is the cutest thing ever <33

something jisung loves to do frequently is feel you up around the members. specifically, when you’re all watching a movie or a tv show in one dorm or the 3racha+Hyune dorm, and you’re sitting next to each other—his arm around your shoulders.

his hand always sways down a little much, fingers stretching a little too far. his entire hand covers your left boob and you side eye him; he’s completely focused on the movie. however, his hand squeezes softly a few times before he can’t even be patient with himself anymore.

the blanket covering the both of you is perfect for him. he hides his hand underneath it, slipping it under your shirt and pulling your boob out of your bra to run his fingers across your perked nipple. it’s so soft, and such a small touch but it drives you crazy, and drives him crazier.

“hannie.” you murmur, but the boys are too focused on the movie for him to care. he dips his head under the cover for a bit and moves close to wrap his lips around your nipple, quickly sucking and nipping and licking at it.

your eyes flutter shut and your head falls against the couch. his hand slides between your thighs that are bare because of the shorts you wear, groping your pussy through the flannel material. you lose yourself for a second, grinding against his hand when changbin’s loud voice snaps both of you out of it.

“yah-jisung! the fuck are you doing?!” he yells, throwing a pillow at the boy who snaps from underneath the blanket and leaves your body. your face is on fire and jisung and no better, chuckling nervously, subconsciously adjusting his sweats around his growing boner.

“disgusting,” hyunjin chides, rolling his eyes. “can’t watch a movie without trying to fuck in the middle of it?”

“s-sorry.” jisung blushes, but turns to wink at you-letting you know he’ll finish this later.

[i4lixie]

minho is usually the one that takes control in your sex life. on some days he’s more sadistic and mean, some he’s not—but all in all, he’s the one lying you down, giving you commands, rewarding you. fucking you.

but minho would be happy to switch the roles for a day. especially after you come home from work—and maybe you had a long day, a slight headache, and you were just irritated. sad. not in a good mood.

minho kisses along your neck and shoulders, and you could almost purr at how good it feels. you want him, but not how you usually have him.

“you wanna fuck me?” he whispers, staring down at your face, stuck in a hard pout. you’re cute and he loves you, so of course he’ll never say no.

he really underestimated you.

it’s like you’re fucking the daylights out of him. you’re bouncing on his lap so quickly and harshly that he’s sure his fingers will leave bruises with how hard he’s gripping your hips. you’ve got him braindead, making more noise than he ever does, completely trained on how tight you are around his cock. he’s hot and you’re both sweating but that doesn’t stop him from biting down on your collarbone, eyes shut.

“god—fucking-“ he croaks out, unable to hold it in when you swirl your hips just right, his cock going in a circle with you. he thrusts up into your heat, unable to stop himself, fucking you just as hard as you’re fucking him.

you both cum but neither of you want to stop. he wants you to take out all your stress on him. he’s panting as you turn around, ass facing him, and he nearly dies once you take him in this position, letting out a quick shout as his head falls back against the pillow.

and you can’t pretend you’re not as affected. your pussy hurts with how hard it’s throbbing with want for him, and his dick fills you up just right you could almost taste it. you fuck him like the addict you are, your own loud noises joining his and the overbearing sound of his hands slapping against your ass with almost every thrust—not even in his usual dominant way, but because he just can’t fucking keep his hands off of you.

he bends his knees, presses his chest to your back, reaches around you to play with your clit as you fuck him and you’re gone after that. you clench so hard around his dick that he blacks out when he cums right after you, overwhelmed by the sensation, the pleasure, the feeling of you.

and when you wake up in the morning, you do it all over again.

[i4lixie]

minho is usually the one that takes control in your sex life. on some days he’s more sadistic and mean, some he’s not—but all in all, he’s the one lying you down, giving you commands, rewarding you. fucking you.

but minho would be happy to switch the roles for a day. especially after you come home from work—and maybe you had a long day, a slight headache, and you were just irritated. sad. not in a good mood.

minho kisses along your neck and shoulders, and you could almost purr at how good it feels. you want him, but not how you usually have him.

“you wanna fuck me?” he whispers, staring down at your face, stuck in a hard pout. you’re cute and he loves you, so of course he’ll never say no.

he really underestimated you.

it’s like you’re fucking the daylights out of him. you’re bouncing on his lap so quickly and harshly that he’s sure his fingers will leave bruises with how hard he’s gripping your hips. you’ve got him braindead, making more noise than he ever does, completely trained on how tight you are around his cock. he’s hot and you’re both sweating but that doesn’t stop him from biting down on your collarbone, eyes shut.

“god—fucking-“ he croaks out, unable to hold it in when you swirl your hips just right, his cock going in a circle with you. he thrusts up into your heat, unable to stop himself, fucking you just as hard as you’re fucking him.

you both cum but neither of you want to stop. he wants you to take out all your stress on him. he’s panting as you turn around, ass facing him, and he nearly dies once you take him in this position, letting out a quick shout as his head falls back against the pillow.

and you can’t pretend you’re not as affected. your pussy hurts with how hard it’s throbbing with want for him, and his dick fills you up just right you could almost taste it. you fuck him like the addict you are, your own loud noises joining his and the overbearing sound of his hands slapping against your ass with almost every thrust—not even in his usual dominant way, but because he just can’t fucking keep his hands off of you.

he bends his knees, presses his chest to your back, reaches around you to play with your clit as you fuck him and you’re gone after that. you clench so hard around his dick that he blacks out when he cums right after you, overwhelmed by the sensation, the pleasure, the feeling of you.

and when you wake up in the morning, you do it all over again.

[i4lixie]

you should make a felix smau

OMG I LITERALLY HAD AN IDEA FOR ONE LIKE IN MY DRAFTS TOO😭 maybe i should continue writing it?

[i4lixie]

miss you <3

imym):

[i4lixie]

thinking of coming back with a-z nsfw about one of the members!! but idm writing smth else!

send some requests for skz my way :)) rules r in my bio!<3 i will literally write anything, i just wanna write!

[i4lixie]

this is motivating me to start posting again 😭

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[i4lixie]

─.•:｡✧ it's a hyunjin thing !! ✧｡:•.─

[i4lixie]

Head empty just thoughts of Felix sending you audios of him moaning while away on tour.

His deep voice rich like chocolate and smooth like butter as it comes through the speakers of your phone. He would use his small portable microphone allowing you to hear every stroke he delivers to his cock.

Strings of curses leaving his lips a stark contrast to the praises he sings to you like worship.

“My pretty baby please, please, please touch yourself too, I want you to feel good…. need you to feel good.”

“I miss you so much, I miss that body and I miss the way you whimper my name when I touch you. God, I’d give anything to have that right now…. to have you right now.”

“I want you, I want you, I want you”

[i4lixie]

I think it would be so cool if you ever did roleplay because your writing is so 🥺⭐️

i do roleplay!!<3

[i4lixie]

luxury | 🔞

; optional male lead smut |  ☁️

w: sugardaddy!mc. ass play. daddy kink.

Each day with him feels  like nothing less than paradise. He’s the perfect guy, no one can convince you otherwise. With his charming smile, enticing eyes, and inviting shoulders you love to hold onto, he’s more than handsome. As well as always presenting himself as a gentleman in your presence, and taking care of you like no other man could. You are in heaven, you are in love, and you are in paradise.

Especially when he decides to surprise you with a full day out on his yacht, taking you away from all of your worries, all of your stresses, stealing you from your work and your night shift job, and telling you to forget everything but the two of you being together. 

Such things are easy for someone like him, getting to escape his workday whenever he wishes, but when he is as wealthy as he and his family are, you can’t blame him.

A small grin forms on your lips while you watch him pilot the yacht with a strong grip on the wheel, fingers slipping from side to side, effortlessly navigating the waters to eventually bring the two of you near the shore of one of the many remote islands his family owns. The sun setting beyond the forest green trees and the soft breeze against your skin is icing on the cake to a perfect day, and with the waters calming to a gentle sway, he easily anchors the boat before returning to you on the deck. 

“Enjoying the view, beautiful?” Smirking, he makes his way closer, making sure to wrap his arms around you as you lean against the boat’s railing, sipping on your mixed drink you prepared a few minutes before in the cabin below. 

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[i4lixie]

☠ hotter than ur ex, better than ur next [02]

after a recent encounter with your fuckbuddy, you start to turn back on the one rule you gave him before this relationship even started. you wouldn’t fall in love, and neither would be. too bad you can’t keep your own damn word.

contents: same as part one, fluff & smut at the end, weed and alcohol at a party, car sex, emo!hyunjin😍, i’m thinking of maybe turning this into a smau(social media au) would y’all read that? tell me in my inbox! i think it’d be fun

things have been a little… different, lately, between you and hyunjin. or you’ve been feeling a little different.

hyunjin knew your emotions were stagnant right now, and he respected that. you told him many times you didn’t want a relationship with him; you didn’t want to grow a crush on him, you didn’t want to fall in love. all you wanted was a little fun to ease your heavy mind and your heavier heart. being the type of person he was, he obliged.

but after that night at your house, things start to change.

your heartbeat picks up whenever you see him in class or in your halls. and not in the way it would beat when you knew you would see him later, in a much different setting with fewer clothes on. it was comparable to how it would thud harshly against your chest when you were partnered up with your ex before the two of you were dating. when you just had a hopeless crush that you thought would go nowhere.

you never felt anything special when he tugged you over to his group of edgy friends, a heavy arm over your shoulders, his pierced lip meeting your cheek in a kiss. you’d usually playfully push him off. now, you felt a sense of… pride, that he was practically showing you off to everyone. it felt amazing.

you didn’t understand your feelings. you had only been broken up for three months, and now you felt yourself falling deep for a fuck buddy you swore to never fall for.

you felt lost. wandering hopelessly through this web that was hyunjin and your scattered emotions.

as gloomy as he may have seemed, hyunjin was an empathetic person. he felt for people deeply and could sense your emotions even if you tried your best to hide them.

this is exactly what happened the night of some random party thrown at one of hyunjin’s house. you didn’t even know why you accepted his request to go—you had too much schoolwork and too many unanswered questions about how you felt towards him still lodged in your head.

you think you went just to be close to him. just to spend a little more time with him.

boy, do you regret that now.

the entire house stinks of weed and some booze you don’t know the name of. the red-haired is long gone from you, parting after half an hour when he got you acquainted with some mutual friends. you longed for him to come back—he was like a shield between you and all the mess you were seeing right.

“excuse me, excuse me—damn bitch, move!” you whisper shouted to a few dancing girls who nearly toppled over at your pushing. you were stomping through the house to find one of hyunjin’s trusted friends—a sense of relief washing over you when you spotted the blonde male with a red cup in his hand.

“felix!” you shouted, trying your best to rush over. he snapped his head towards you, and his smile was enough to comfort you after such a long night. “felix! do you know where hyunjin is?”

“hyunjinnie?” the australian croaks out, blinking harshly as he looks around the house before pointing you towards a hallway. “oh, i think he’s playing spin the bottle in one of those rooms with randoms. want me to get him for ya?”

spin the bottle? your heart instantly dropped. that game never had anything good come from it, ever.

“n-no need, just tell him i’m going home. not feeling well,” you offered a weak smile. but just like hyunjin, felix was also empathetic, and even with his drunken state—he saw right through you.

his brows furrowed. “y/nie.. he just got dragged away by jisung. don’t worry, hyunjin wouldn’t do anything like that to you.”

would he? did you know that? did you believe that?

seeing your turmoil, felix scoffed, fishing his phone out of his pocket. he clicked his screen a few times and then held his phone up to his ear.

“hey, hyunjin? yeah, y/n’s looking for you. we’re out by the speakers and shit. okay, yeah, bye.”

your jaw dropped. “felix, what the fuck?!”

he smirked. “and in three… two…”

“princess,” you heard the familiar purr of hyunjin behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, his chin on your shoulder. he pulled you back against his chest, and just like that, warmth spread throughout your entire body. how could such a simple action make you feel so fucking good, so fucking whole?

“hyunjin..” you whispered, unable to move.

“i thought jisung would never let me out that fucking party,” he chuckled, spinning you around to face him. once again, you’re mute at just how beautiful he is, even when drunk. his hair is pulled back into a half pony, perhaps to keep it out of his sweaty face. “wanted to be with you all night, but his mouth never stops unless you give him what he wants. i-“

“hyunjin,” you state again, and he stares down at you. “i think i’m gonna go. i don’t feel well-“

“i’ll take you.” he cuts you off, aiming to grab your hand. your chest squeezes at his fast action.

“you don’t need to,” you tell him, your face getting hot. “i know you’re having fun, go ahead and stay-“

“y/n..” he starts, his eyebrow raising at you. you swallow. “are you okay?”

maybe it’s cliche, to want to burst out in tears at such a question, but you can’t help the way your lip wobbles, words caught in your throat. hyunjin notices immediately as he always does, bidding goodbye to felix before gently dragging you out of the house.

the smell of fresh air and the feel of the gentle night breeze feels so much better than the air inside. you feel less constricted, so the tears start flowing without regard. hyunjin hugs you close to his body, and you can smell the expensive cologne he uses underneath all the weed.

“what’s wrong, princess?” he asks you in genuine worry. “did someone say something to you? who do i need to beat up and sacrifice to satan?”

“no one,” you sniffle after a while, wiping your tears with your sleeve. “…do you remember what i said to you when we first started doing—this?”

“of course,” he tells you. “no emotions involved, right? except for like, arousal i guess-“ he giggles when you slap his arm. “told me not to fall in love with you and vice versa. enjoy the present.”

“what if…” you close your eyes, exhaling. “what if… i went back on that rule?”

he’s quiet, thinking about what you just said to him. when you stared close enough, you could see a vein in his temple sticking out.

“what are you trying to say, princess?”

“goddammit, hyunjin, i like you!” you shout out, stomping to emphasize your point. “like, love, i don’t know what the fuck it is—but i’ve gained some sort of feelings towards you. and i know i told you this wouldn’t happen and i’m so sorry if you feel just as confused as i am right now, but-“

warm fingers underneath your chin and wet lips meeting yours shuts you up. you relax your body, giving into the soft kiss. you pull away momentarily, just for a breath, then dive right back into each other—his pierced tongue pushing past your lips to swirl around your own, and your fingers find his red hair.

it’s far from a perfect kiss. you both smell like weed, he’s sweating a bit too much, and you maybe tug at his lip ring three too many times—but it’s enough to you.

“when?” he asks you, pulling away to trail kisses down your jaw.

“w-what?”

“when did you realize… that you liked me?” he asks you, digging his teeth into your neck while his hands slid down your back to grope your ass through your dress. you moan, the heat from his rings seeping into your skin.

“two weeks ago,” you whisper, breathlessly. “when you came over.”

“wanna know when i realized?” he tuts, grinding hard against your thigh. “months ago. just a few weeks after our little arrangements and i was obsessed. thought you would’ve realized that when i pierced your nose for you… that’s a sign of a crush in my world.”

“sorry i’m not emo,” you tease, making hyunjin roll his eyes as he starts to drag you back to his car.

“that’s okay, princess. just make it up to me.”

his lips are steadfast on yours as he unlocks the front door of his car—some deep red sportscar he got after driving around that bike for the longest time. he sinks into the seat first, pushing it back; then pulls you on top of him.

“you look so fucking beautiful,” he groans, his head falling back once you started to roll your hips on top of him, his hands never leaving your plush hips and thighs. “part of the reason why i went with jisung is because i got horny every time i fuckin looked at you…”

your heart swells and your pussy throbs at the confession. he’s just so open with everything that you can’t help but fall deeper in love with him.

“this could’ve happened an hour ago then,” you huff at him, unbuttoning his tight leather pants, coaxing his cock out of his boxers. he hisses, and you can feel his thighs trembling underneath you.

he’s just as affected as you are.

“fuck me,” he whines to you, looking up to meet your eyes. his are dark and glazed over, but you can still see the massive amount of adoration he has for you in them.

and you’re happy to give him just what he wants.

with the new revelations of your relationship, the stretch of his cock inside you felt so wonderful, your mind was descending into an abyss of him. your breath had left you by the time he was inside of you entirely, rolling your hips in little circles.

“fuck,” he cried out, his painted nails digging into your hips. “fuck, if i bust fast, i’m so sorry-“

you giggled quietly as you started to lift your hips, dropping them back down at a steady pace. he always knew how to bring you back to earth. “why? the alcohol really affecting you that much?”

“it’s not the alcohol,” he licked his lips, jerking inside of you. “it’s you. always been you.”

you clench around him, letting out a whimper of your own as you start to ride him in earnest now. you both howl in the confines of the car, hands never leaving each other, not even when you hear a few voices outside of the vehicle. goosebumps arise on your skin when he sits up, starting to lift you himself when he notices your slightly distracted state, and it brings you back to him all the same.

“i—i love you, y/n,” he pants in your neck, his thrusts growing sloppy.

“i love you too, hyunjin,” you tell him, squeezing him close as he groans before emptying himself inside of you with another moan of your name. you’re close behind, feeling like you were wrapped in the feeling of pure ecstasy as he fills you to the brim. you’re shaking and so is he, though neither of you wants to move much.

“so..” he starts, smiling at the sound of your pulsing heart. “was that our first love session as a couple?”

you smile warmly at him. “fuck yeah it was, emo boy.”