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pixie-felix · 20 days ago

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Thank you for reblogging lovely! I'll do my best not to disappoint 🫡🫰

O V U L A T I N G

So this drabble has been coming up a lot in my notifications recently so I thought I'd try and write a proper fic for it :) unfortunately I kinda got carried away with the crack, so when it came to the Chan smut the tonal shift was pretty jarring. I got bored trying to make it work and then I got sick of looking at it, so I figured I'd stop stressing about it and just post it in two parts 💁‍♀️

Thank you @a-jazzy-bitch for reading through this and convincing me to keep in the notes I wrote when I was half asleep.

wc: 1.7k genre: cracksmut summary: poly!ot8 x fem!reader lore with condoms galore. so much safe sex. Channie would be proud if he wasn't so pissed at Seungmin. explicit warnings under the cut (they're mostly silly).

explicit warnings: mentions of han’s freaky rodent libido, jeongin being a (literal) sneaky fucker, [redacted] bottoming for the maknae, felix x you x seungmin spitroast, flavoured condoms, ovulating makes you crazy horny.

Once upon a time, Chan would have been embarrassed about buying sixteen boxes of condoms at once. He’d tried to get away with just eight before: one for each member.

One box each seemed reasonable, right?

But then Han’s freaky rodent libido had kicked in, and he’d gotten through his box so fast he started stealing condoms from the other guys. Chaos had ensued. Arguments about fairness, accusations of favouritism. Tempers had flared, fists had been raised.

Moms had been mentioned.

And the whole time you were a needy, horny little mess, whimpering and whining for someone to just shut up and fuck you. Begging like you’d been cock starved for fifty years.

Chan was almost proud of Jeongin, the way he used the argument to his advantage. Quietly sliding over to you and gently lifting you up so he could dress his cock with your cunt, while the others almost came to blows. The way he rolled his hips gently, murmuring no donut filth into your ear while you tried to stay quiet.

You've always been bad at keeping quiet. Especially with Jeongin. Chan understands, he bottomed for the maknae once. He might not be Catholic, but there's no denying it: that cock was sculpted by God.

Thank fuck Jeongin decided not to be a priest. Dick that good should always be deep in someone's guts.

It was actually the lack of sound that gave you two away. When Minho stopped to take a breath after a full two minutes of cussing out Jisung and he noticed you were no longer mewling for attention.

A quick glance over to the bed revealed the reason– the way you were holding one of Jeongin’s hands over your mouth with both of yours. His other arm was wrapped around your waist to keep you still as he ground into you slowly.The seething jealousy stirring in Minho’s gut was quickly stifled by the big boba eyes you gave him, silently promising him a turn too.

The ultimate hyung-but-one had always been a patient man, and was more than happy to watch until it’s his turn. Especially when the view was that good.

Han was less gracious when he saw what was happening. Cue the cries of betrayal, the whining, the pouting, the begging for his turn. Completely disregarding how it was him and his ridiculous libido AND lightspeed recovery rate that caused the whole kerfuffle in the first place.

It was Seungmin who snapped, whacking his hyung over the head with a rolled up newspaper and telling him to wait his damn turn.

Han shut up, pouting those cute quokka cheeks so hard he gave himself muscle cramps. Even then he would not stop. Not even when Felix started peppering his stupid sulky face with tons of teeny tiny kisses, trying to make him giggle and smile and generally cheer the fuck up.

But Hannie sulks as hard as he smiles, in the end being banished to his room and only let out for snacks and bathroom breaks, to stop him from ruining the mood. Not that you would’ve been able to notice, being caught up in a seven way tag team and all…

You did find him later, raiding the cupboards for snacks and hoarding all of the emergency heartbreak ice cream from the freezer– his heart was broken after all.

On the plus side, he’d written two new songs in his exile– both with the kind of heart wrenching lyrics that’d make you think he’d gone through three divorces, eight jobs, and watched everyone he loved perish in an 18th century shipwreck. Possibly involving a kraken or two.

Two excellent songs, sure to stir the emotions of any Stay. Though the second one–the one about the cure for his heartbreak being your thighs around his head and his tongue deep in your cunt…

Yeah, that definitely wasn’t going on the album.

He gave you his best kicked puppy eyes when you cornered him in the kitchen, clutching his high calorie loot to his chest, holding it like it was his first born child.

Which he promptly dropped, nay, threw to the floor when you shyly asked if he’d come back to your apartment and keep you company for the night.

His face lit up like a goddamn Christmas tree, bidding a fond farewell to his junk food child as he scooped you up and princess-carried you to his room. Mumble-babbling something to the tune of yes yes 110% yes please yes yes I would love to come and spend the night at yours but I need to fuck you right now before I actually explode.

It wasn’t until the next morning that Chan realised Han had somehow stolen all of the condoms, including the emergency one he kept in his back pocket.

So, two boxes each it is. Plus one extra box, bought in secret and hidden at the back of Chan’s wardrobe. For emergencies. Right next to the extra emergency first aid kit, in case some overenthusiastic riding ends up with another painful penis incident…

Chan had been worried about the checkout girl taking too long, about one of the others taking his turn and having to wait another rotation before getting inside you.

Rotation? Explanation:

You might be willing to jump on anyone’s dick in your estrogen-induced haze, but after the Great Condom Theft of 2024, Chan and Minho worked out a strict schedule: keeping your days full of dick appointments while making sure none of the members felt left out.

It worked, mostly. Until unexpected events. Like the checkout girl taking too. damn. long.

But when Chan finally walked back into the dorm (in a cool and dignified manner, he definitely didn’t sprint up the stairs because the elevator was taking too long) the scene awaiting him in the living room was not what he was expecting.

Because instead of Hyunjin having his turn, or even Han sneaking a quick one in… it’s still Seungmin fucking you.

He’d had you in a mating press on the floor when Chan left, (which Chan was 100% not jealous about because that’s definitely not his trademarked move), but now Seungmin's got you on the couch, pounding you from the back while you moan around Felix’s dick.

You must’ve sucked the blond raw by now, but if the gentle way Felix’s cupping your head and smiling at you is anything to go by, the way he’s brushing the hair off your forehead so he can look you deep in the eyes even as your nails leave little red scratches over his thighs… yeah, he doesn’t seem to mind. Felix has always been into a little bit of pain anyway.

Han is jerking off to the side, because of course he is.

And Seungmin's designated box of condoms lying on the floor next to the couch, empty. There had been two left when Chan left, and he was only gone for 30 minutes. Chan’s not sure if he’s impressed, relieved, or frustrated. Probably a healthy mix of all three.

Damn these young ‘uns and their ridiculous recovery rates.

Seungmin doesn’t look up when Chan shuts the door behind him, too busy concentrating on not nutting until he’s fucked you through at lease one more orgasm. But you do.

You moan something that might’ve been his name, the vibrations finally pushing Felix over the edge and into filling his pretty pink condom. Watermelon flavoured of course, Lixxie always buys you sweet flavours when he wants head. So considerate.

As Felix slips from your mouth, your face lights up into an almost-exhausted-but-radiant smile as you murmur “Channie~” in a tone that makes Chan’s heart melt to mush… and his dick as hard as a diamond.

Seungmin definitely heard that, and there’s no way he misses the way you reach for Chan, but he chooses to ignore it.

“Minnie.” Chan warns the younger man, who doesn't even spare him a glance and just starts to pound you harder instead. Pressing your face down into the cushions a little more, getting you to arch your back so he can hit it just right, making you cry out in that special way that means you’re about to cum…

And as he fucks you through it? That’s when Seungmin finally acknowledges Chan, smirking up at him through his sweat-slick bangs as he taunts his hyung:

“Wait your turn, old man.”

“Bad pup.” Chan growls, ready to rip him off you and silently regretting not taking up Minho on his offer to hide strategically placed spray bottles around the door for “when the dog needs to be trained.”

Before Chan can go and grab a water bottle from the fridge, a quiet whimper interrupts his thoughts.

“Minnie… please. Need Channie.” Your voice is soft. Needy. Irresistible. You must be exhausted at this point, but you’re practically glowing, looking at Chan with that special soft smile you save just for him.

Seungmin groans in protest, fingers digging into your hips as he thrusts just a little harder before remembering consent is key and reluctantly pulling out. But his attitude melts instantly when you lean back and kiss him, your neck twisting enough for Chan to see the mosaic of love bites and hickeys adorning your skin.

Someone completely forgot the no marking up rule. Or just straight up ignored it.

Chan makes a note to give Seungmin extra dance practice. Not as a punishment of course, that would be petty. The almost-maknae’s hip thrusts just need a little more work. They’re getting sloppy.

The way you whimper when Seungmin strokes your neck brings him back to reality, his eyes snapping open as he feels over the little bruises. He quickly kisses over each one, whispering something sweet in your ear and making you giggle.

Then he shoots his hyung a grin that says “worth it” and makes himself scarce, taking Chan’s stress levels with him and leaving you lax and boneless on the couch. The way you giggle when he scoops you up makes his heart flutter, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead as he carries you to his bedroom.

While absolutely not against living room sex (sharing is caring after all, and it’s not like there’s room for embarrassment in a nine-way poly relationship) but right now Chan wants you all to himself.

He even takes the time to lock the door after kicking it shut, balancing your entire weight between his chest and one arm as he flips the handle.

No more interruptions.

part two?

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pixie-felix · 20 days ago

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THIS THIS THIS THIS THIS THIS!

Changbin's softness–emotional and physical–is one of the things that makes him so attractive. He doesn't NEED to be ripped to be sexy. Soft bellys are sexy too.

It's CHANGBIN for fuck sake. He's gorgeous, he's kind, he's got biceps that could crush your skull.

SKZ aren't exactly lacking in the abs aspect: Chan has that covered. And as a Channie girl, I love that–for Chan, because he's said before that it's difficult for him to gain weight. So Chan's abs being super defined makes sense for him. Plus Felix is entering his slut era (love that for him), Han is flashing his tattoo, Hyunjin is a flirt. Jeongin is a menace. Our muscle thirst is more than quenched.

Changbin's body is beautiful. We've all seen him in tight tank tops when he's performing, and if that episode of Gym Jong Kook didn't make you tingle in all the fun places... That sounds like a you problem.

Plus he's healthy and he's strong, and that's what really matters.

The fact that he could snap me like spaghetti is a nice bonus.

dude i hate peoples obsession with thinking changbin has abs. he has a tummy. it is hot. ppl will say oh i love his belly/tummy and yall come RUNNING with "ITS ABS HE HAS A SIX PACK 🤬🤬" you are not being as nice or protective or whatever as you think. you are acting like him having a tummy is an insult. he is not fat, (which also isnt bad either????) he has muscle mass. more muscle means it can be less defined. CHANGBIN HAS A SQUISHY TUMMY AND ITS BEAUTIFUL AND ITS SO HOT!!!!

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pixie-felix · 20 days ago

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So we all know these are grown ass men, who are not celibate, and definitely not virgins, but how tf do they all organise their 'private time', who uses an app, or a discreet service? Do any of em have a secret booty call? Who does what now and how???

❄️

P.S. I love your shit, it makes me cackle xxx

Why hello hello what have we here 👀 a new anon! Welcome ❄️ anon! (Would you prefer snowflake anon or ice anon? Or snow anon? Let me know please <3)

So I was going to wait to reply to this until I'd written out the thing in my head, but being realistic that might take forever or maybe never happen 😅

What is this thing I might never write? Admittedly, it's not particularly original but... well.

For idols, dating is dangerous territory. Casual hook ups? Even more so. Plus nothing ruins the mood more than a post-cotius NDA. But sex is a natural human need, and the more frustrated idols get, the higher the risk of them doing something reckless. So the company reached out to Sotto Voce: an escort service comprised of the most revered sex workers in Seoul, so exclusive that even the upper echelons of society speak of it in hushed tones. After weeks of softly voice negotiatons, carefully scrutinized contracts, the mother of all NDA agreements, and a great deal of money, Sotto Voce came to an arrangement with the company. To maintain their exclusivity, their services would only be avaliable to the top performing (and therefore highest risk) artists. These callgirls and dominatrixes are more than familiar with the needs of sexually frustrated idols, knowing exactly how to take care of them with the utmost discretion and professionalism.

I've seen a lot of people doing follower events recently, and I passed 500 a while ago... (how?! also, thank you 😭) I'm not sure if I'll do one, but if I did... well, we all know there's not enough sub!skz on Tumblr...

Btw, the definition of Sotto Voce: in a quiet voice, as if not to be overheard. Seems fitting, right?

And if you're wondering why I kept refering to JYPE as "the company", well... did you really want the image of JYP begging beautiful dominatrixes to take care of him his most precious boy group? Yeah, I thought not. You're welcome.

Sorry ❄️ anon, this isn't the answer to your question at all 😖 I got carried away. I'll think more on your question and write you a drabble!

#❄️ anon #sub!skz: sotto voce #follower event?

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pixie-felix · 21 days ago

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O V U L A T I N G

Thank you @a-jazzy-bitch for reading through this and convincing me to keep in the notes I wrote when I was half asleep.

Once upon a time, Chan would have been embarrassed about buying sixteen boxes of condoms at once. He’d tried to get away with just eight before: one for each member.

One box each seemed reasonable, right?

Moms had been mentioned.

And the whole time you were a needy, horny little mess, whimpering and whining for someone to just shut up and fuck you. Begging like you’d been cock starved for fifty years.

Thank fuck Jeongin decided not to be a priest. Dick that good should always be deep in someone's guts.

It was actually the lack of sound that gave you two away. When Minho stopped to take a breath after a full two minutes of cussing out Jisung and he noticed you were no longer mewling for attention.

The ultimate hyung-but-one had always been a patient man, and was more than happy to watch until it’s his turn. Especially when the view was that good.

It was Seungmin who snapped, whacking his hyung over the head with a rolled up newspaper and telling him to wait his damn turn.

You did find him later, raiding the cupboards for snacks and hoarding all of the emergency heartbreak ice cream from the freezer– his heart was broken after all.

Two excellent songs, sure to stir the emotions of any Stay. Though the second one–the one about the cure for his heartbreak being your thighs around his head and his tongue deep in your cunt…

Yeah, that definitely wasn’t going on the album.

He gave you his best kicked puppy eyes when you cornered him in the kitchen, clutching his high calorie loot to his chest, holding it like it was his first born child.

Which he promptly dropped, nay, threw to the floor when you shyly asked if he’d come back to your apartment and keep you company for the night.

It wasn’t until the next morning that Chan realised Han had somehow stolen all of the condoms, including the emergency one he kept in his back pocket.

Chan had been worried about the checkout girl taking too long, about one of the others taking his turn and having to wait another rotation before getting inside you.

Rotation? Explanation:

It worked, mostly. Until unexpected events. Like the checkout girl taking too. damn. long.

Because instead of Hyunjin having his turn, or even Han sneaking a quick one in… it’s still Seungmin fucking you.

Han is jerking off to the side, because of course he is.

Damn these young ‘uns and their ridiculous recovery rates.

Seungmin doesn’t look up when Chan shuts the door behind him, too busy concentrating on not nutting until he’s fucked you through at lease one more orgasm. But you do.

Seungmin definitely heard that, and there’s no way he misses the way you reach for Chan, but he chooses to ignore it.

And as he fucks you through it? That’s when Seungmin finally acknowledges Chan, smirking up at him through his sweat-slick bangs as he taunts his hyung:

“Wait your turn, old man.”

Before Chan can go and grab a water bottle from the fridge, a quiet whimper interrupts his thoughts.

Someone completely forgot the no marking up rule. Or just straight up ignored it.

Chan makes a note to give Seungmin extra dance practice. Not as a punishment of course, that would be petty. The almost-maknae’s hip thrusts just need a little more work. They’re getting sloppy.

He even takes the time to lock the door after kicking it shut, balancing your entire weight between his chest and one arm as he flips the handle.

No more interruptions.

part two?

#skz smut #stray kids smut #bang chan smut #felix smut #seungmin smut #skz ot8 smut #skz x you #skz x fem!reader #poly!skz smut #poly!skz x fem!reader #poly!skz x you

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pixie-felix · 21 days ago

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Lol not a literal priest sitting two tables down from me as I write lines about Jeongin's cock being sculpted by God 😂🤦‍♀️😇

#pixie's pointless posts

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pixie-felix · 22 days ago

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yes.

BANG CHANNNNNNN. CHRISTOPHER. SIR. DADDY. CEO OF SWEAT-SOAKED DOMINANCE. I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO CALL THIS MAN ANYMORE, DO I CURTSEY?? DO I BARK????

WHAT—IN THE BUTTON-BUSTED, SLEEVELESS, DRENCHED-IN-SIN-TIE-HANGING-BY-A-THREAD—HELL IS THIS?????

look at him. JUST LOOK. ARMS??? GLISTENING. VEINS??? VISIBLE. BUTTONS??? DISRESPECTFULLY UNDONE. that shirt didn’t survive. that tie is hanging on for dear life. I am the tie. choke me like that. his chest??? peeking like it’s got a NDA.

AND YOU’RE TELLING ME THIS IS HOW I’M SUPPOSED TO START MY MORNING? YOU WANT ME TO GO TO WORK? CLOCK IN? WHEN THIS MAN JUST STRUTTED INTO MY LIFE LIKE A HEATWAVE WITH A MICROPHONE???

I saw this and blacked out for a second. I came back like “yes sir how would you like your coffee, on my knees or in a cup?” 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️

help me (don’t)

#if this is how a heatwave looks like maybe global warming isnt such a bad thing?#jk turn off your lights and use the eco settings on your washer think of the polar bears #but most importantly enjoy these photos #god bless dc #and also australia

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pixie-felix · 23 days ago

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BONUS CHAPTERS?!

please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please.

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Clueless Masterlist

Just eight boys and their very chaotic group chat.

Part 1: Clueless

You and Jisung are colleagues, and he's in love with you. But he's so nervous and clueless about how to win you over. And in come his brothers, to help out.

Part 2: Wrong Chat

Hyunjin, your best friend, drops you off for a coffee date with your colleague Mingyu. It's not a date at all, but Hyunjin thinks it is. And he rants in the wrong group chat - completely jealous and unhinged.

Part 3: Baby Bang

You've been distant lately, and Chan can't understand why. Because this is very unusual for the two of you as you two are on each other all the time. And Chan panics as you guys are getting married in a few months, and this sudden change is unraveling him.

Part 4: Smitten

You and Jeongin go to the same MMA class, and he is absolutely smitten by you. And you two are good friends too. The problem? You treat him like a child, when all he wants is to ask you out. And that's where his unhinged gang enters.

Part 5: Just Friends

You and Minho used to be friends with benefits. Until you caught feelings, and you both called it off. But Minho obviously misses you and is miserable even though he doesn't want to admit it. And his brothers have had enough of his moping.

Part 6: Peek-a-boo

You and Felix live on the topmost floor of your buildings - apartments facing each other, with long windows giving a glimpse into each other's lives. And then one day, everything changes.

Part 7: Plus One

You and Changbin work in the same office and are work besties. He's so in love with you, but he's totally afraid to cross that line. And then you ask him to be your plus one for a wedding.

Part 8: Arranged

You and Seungmin were best friends since childhood - both heirs to your separate family businesses. Your parents are trying to get you married, and Seungmin for once, is absolutely losing it.

#please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please

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