#3racha drabbles

[3rachasdomesticbanana]

The Bet | Bang Chan

•Synopsis: After losing a bet with your boyfriend, your penalty is to do whatever he says that night. But what sort of penalty does he have in mind in the middle of a nightclub and why are crotchless panties involved?

Who would've thought losing a bet would be so much fun?

•Pairing: au Bang Chan x Female Reader

•Content Includes: Heavy smut, Established relationship, Public unprotected sex, slight Restricted movement, Soft Dom Chan, Minimal fluff, Crowded area

wc:3k+

an: edited but might still contain some errors

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“Remember the bet, baby girl.”

Your boyfriend Chan whispers in your ear making you shiver.

You're innocently sitting on his lap in the VIP section of an upscale nightclub somewhere in downtown DC. The club pulses with energy as the heavy bass reverberates through the sleek, dimly-lit space. The air is infused with the scent of expensive perfumes and colognes, mingling with the subtle aroma of alcohol and cigarette smoke.

Smooth leather couches, separated by a red velvet rope line the perimeter of the dance floor, offering cozy spots for groups like our own to relax and chat amidst the excitement. The group of friends you two came with, move with confidence on the dance floor in front of you bathed in hues of deep purples and blues. Hip-hop, EDM, and R&B classics fill every corner of the room. You nod at your boyfriend's words believing he wouldn't go through with the penalty of the bet you lost against him.

Why you bet him that you could deep throat him without gagging wasn't the smartest thing you've done. Chan is far too thick and lengthy to take every inch without gagging even a little when he hits the back of your throat with the swollen head of his cock. Now you wait in a short black leather pleated skirt with a pair of crotchless panties underneath waiting for his command. With every drum his finger plays on your hips you feel your body respond to him. Little touches here and there make you fully aware of all the places his hands and fingers linger on your body. From your back, through the exposed slit down your blouse to your navel. He touches every bit of flesh he can without the movements looking indecent.

There's possibly over a hundred people inside the club and that's just on the floor you're on, there's two other floors below you. You feel certain Chan won't do anything too drastic around all of these people, that he just wants to tease you and keep you on your toes. Though with this man you've been with for years now, you can't ever put anything past him. He's capable of doing so many things others would never dream of doing. If he wants something then nothing will stop him from his goal. It was that way when you met through your boyfriend at the time. He was a toxic asshole and Chris knew he could treat you a thousand times better than he ever could. So he proved it to you every chance he got. Won your heart and eventually your mind, body and soul. You've been happy ever since. Everyday was an adventure with him, full of spontaneity for you, yet carefully thought out in his mind.

So when you feel him lower the zipper of his designer black ripped jeans you're not really surprised. You aren't prepared for him to wrap his arms around your midsection though. In one quick move he pulls you back against his chest and you yelp in surprise. The movement frees his cock from the opening in the front of his boxers. It springs up and out, resting against your ass. Your eyes go wide, your mouth agape and you're at a loss for words. It would take one shift from you for him to slip between your thighs or inside of you. As if he can read your mind, Chan settles his palm flat on your thigh with just enough pressure for you to understand him without words. Doesn't stop him from whispering in your ear though, knowing how his breath on your neck will affect you.

“Don't move baby. Not until I say so. This is a penalty remember… not a reward.” He smirks, proud of himself for this brilliant idea.

Chan is loving this little game of his and he wants to drag it out for as long as he can but the feel of your soft supple ass flushed against his hard length makes him feel like a mad man. He wants to ram himself inside of your sweet slippery walls and plow himself into you until you're creaming all over his cock and dripping down to his balls. He flexes the stiff muscle and grins wickedly when you groan softly. How long can he repeat that move until he feels it inch further and further away from where it rests? until it plops into your needy cunt? He wonders to himself. Maybe if he calculates it right he can make it so his cock doesn't find its way inside of you just yet. He'd love to fuck your thighs for a little bit. Feel you squeeze him with those thick fleshy thighs that he loves.

While you're sitting as still as possible forcing yourself to look as if nothing is wrong, Chan plots behind and underneath you for more ways to tease you like this. Momentarily you're both pulled out of your inner thoughts and intimate bubble when a couple of your friends come over to the table to hydrate and to get you two onto the floor to join them dancing.

“Come on bestie dance with us! Hannie keeps stepping on my feet.” Your best friend exclaims setting down her drink and side eyeing her boyfriend.

“Hey hey that wasn't my fault Minho bumped into me. I'm being framed.” Han puts his hands up in surrender.

You're laughing at the couples playful bickering in front of you but you can feel Chan’s erection twitch again as your laughter rocks your body.

“You two go ahead, you know Chan and I like vibing and watching you guys have fun. We'll join you before the night's over.” You smile in their direction and Chan's does it again.

This time flexing his cock three times making it bounce under you until it slips through your thighs briefly brushing past your clit. Your eyes go wide and you gasp. Very quickly you pretend to sneeze covering your mouth with your hands.

“Bless you baby.” Chan says and you can hear the smile. “Why don't you two show us exactly how to have fun yeah? See if we can compete with you guys later.” He adds over your shoulder and whatever Han sees on his buddies face he's taking your friends hand and pulling her away from the lush VIP area.

He chuckles watching the pair disappear into the crowd and pushes up off the couch as if he's trying to get comfortable but the move only rubs your aching clit with the side of his stiffness. Every vein and ridge brushes the nub making you squeeze your legs together which is exactly what he wanted.

He groans softly before he whispers in your ear, “No moving remember?” and you groan in frustration.

“Please Channie. I'm so wet can't you feel how bad I need you?” You whine, turning your head to look at him.

His coffee colored eyes glitter when they find yours. His full lush lips part and he runs his tongue over them. When you bite down on your own lip you feel him again and you know he's just being stubborn in not giving in and filling you up.

“Because you said please. Slowly scoot up forward to grab your drink off the table and then back down.” He instructs and you nod turning back around.

Your drink, a mix of pineapple and cranberry juice sits in front of you on the oval glass table with beads of condensation dripping down the sides. Stretching your arm out, you slowly inch forward feeling Chan sliding down between your folds becoming slick with your juices. Your hand makes contact with the glass and when you slowly move back to how you were you feel him stretching your cunt wide each inch you push back onto him. The sensation is heavenly and you want to take your time. To enjoy the feeling of him finally inside of you but Chan is an inpatient man and he’s gripping your hips, pulling you back with such force that your drink splashes over the surface and onto the floor. You inhale sharply clutching the glass tighter than you normally would on a normal night out.

If you thought the feeling of Chan inside of you was heavenly, he'll describe it as exquisitely delectable. God he loves it when he bottoms out inside of you, loves it when you take all of him so well. He'll push himself even further though there's no where left for him to go just to hear you whimper the way you are now.

“Shhhh baby, that's it. Fuck. Now no moving no matter what. Good.”

You feel his cock pulsating inside you and keeping a neutral face has never been more difficult than now. If you two weren't surrounded by at least a hundred people right now your ass would be bouncing up and down on him until he was shooting and filling you up but instead you sit still, following his directions and sporting a very natural blush that no makeup brand could ever replicate.

How long could you both sit here like this without needing to cum? How could he even control himself to not thrust. Damn it… he feels too good and you need some stimulation so you ignore what he's told you to do and begin rocking back and forth nodding your head like you're doing nothing more than enjoying the song that the DJ plays. It's enough to make you cum right there but Chan's strong hands stops you with a groan sucking in air between his teeth.

“Hey hey hey.” He says softly. “You were being such a good girl.” His voice his husky and low, it makes your muscles clench around him and when he groans again it does nothing to stop the need you feel.

“Channie.” You whine, not caring about your dignity. “I can't do this. It's too much I need you to fuck me.” You admit squeezing your legs and in the process, squeezing his cock with your cunt.

He curses under his breath fanning your hair at the nape of your neck making you shiver. It's unintentional, completely innocent but you shivering pulls a instinctive thrust from Chan. When you moan he does it again and you have to remember that you're not alone when the urge to arch your back and grind your way into a climax tries to take over. Chan is fighting a battle that he feels he may lose because you just feel too good wrapped around him. Even if you don't move, all you have to do is bear hug his cock and he'll lose his sanity, his composer and unravel.

He didn't think he'd be the one suffering right along with you. As someone who thinks everything through he didn't think of this part. Now he's fighting his compulsions and the impulse to fuck you hard and rough even with an audience. When he makes any sort of sound it only turns you on even more and he knows your walls can't help but clench in response. The way your pussy swallows him up, contracting around him like it's trying to milk him has his brain going fuzzy.

“Fuck, y/n baby. I'm so glad this pussy is mine. If I fucked you right now could you control yourself baby? Or would everyone know that I'm deep inside of you giving you all eight inches of my cock? Hm?” Chan growls gritting his teeth digging his fingertips into your skin.

“Mm- I… I can try baby. I can't make any promises. You've got me too worked up. Please just fuck me though. I don't want to wait until we're home and I definitely don't want you to stop.” You reply sounding breathless as if you two had already been going at it.

“If we're doing this you have to keep still, no moving yeah? You do exactly what I say. If not then we're stopping. This is so we don't get caught okay?”

You nod looking straight ahead, focusing your eyes on the lighting fixtures that hang from the ceiling. They cast subtle patterns on the walls, adding to the ambiance around the club. Occasionally, bursts of colored light sweep across the room, adding to the atmosphere and hypnotizing you when you feel Chan start to move. He's squeezing his legs together like you were doing and bounces his legs to the beat of the song. Each squeeze and bounce creates a tiny thrust, his cock, barely moving in and out but it feels so good you almost close your eyes.

“Dance with me baby. Tap your foot. Fuck- mnh squeeze my cock with your pussy.”

You don't need to be told twice you do as asked without hesitation and the added movement on your part increases the thrusts. He's able to pull out of your cunt further, before snapping back up into you. The music is your focus though you don't hear what's playing, you keep the rhythm Chan has, nodding your head and keeping your breathing even. It's not easy, there's moments where you let slip a moan or a gasp that gets drowned out by the bumping bass. Even Chan can't control the raw uncontrolled sounds that escape him each time your pelvic muscles grip him.

Luckily for you two all your friends are still on the dancefloor but for how long? That thought is all too apparent to Chan and he cannot have anyone interrupting this. It feels too good to stop; he'd be liable to burn the place down in a fit of rage if he was forced to pull out of you before creaming your pussy, breeding you just how you both love. Heads will roll if he doesn't get to finish you both off.

“Need… mmm. Shit baby girl, I need you to cum q- quick can you do that for me?” He asks, his voice strains and his hands snake around your abdomen wrapping you in his arms. You nod in response. It's all you can do, you're afraid that if you try to utter a single word you won't be able to stop the noises that will spill from your lips.

“Good girl, now squeeze me and rock your body to the beat like you were doing before.” He steals your drink from your hand and brings it up to his lips nonchalantly but you hear his moans when you tighten your muscles.

Chan is close; he just needs you to reach your peak so that he can spill himself inside of your greedy cunt. So with his free hand he gently presses his palm down on your stomach just below your belly button. The pressure makes your legs shake and you stutter with your rocking but you find the rhythm again with ease, grateful that the song is a fast paced one.

With his cock throbbing inside of you and the rocking motion of your hips, Chan is now grunting behind you, quietly praising you behind the glass of your drink.

“Oh fuck baby, keep going. Mhm you're close now aren't you y/n? Yeah, I can feel it. So gorgeous when you cum. I can just imagine how you look right now, flushed cheeks, lips parted wanting to scream my name.” He grunts and adds more pressure to your abdomen and bucks his hips once and fast.

He's right you are close and you're more than certain that you're making a mess of the front of his jeans. Neither of you care, your impending shared orgasm on the forefront of your minds. With every rock of your hips you feel Chan's cock bump against that sweet spot nestled deep inside of you that only he can reach. Your walls quiver and you bite down hard on your bottom lip. Your brows crinkle together, making you look angry while you fail to look like nothing is happening other than a happy couple enjoying the music the DJ provides. Behind you Chan is struggling but not for long. With a popping sound, your bottom lip springs out from your teeth and you're gasping like you can't get enough air into your lungs.

“Chan… fuck.” You gasp and that's all that he needs to hear. He understands exactly what you mean.

“Yes…” He hisses, pushing his pelvis hard against you. “That's my girl. Oh fuck,” He gasps along with you. “Cum all over me y/n.” Chan mutters cumming inside of you, shooting hard and deep while the walls of your cunt throb with your own release.

With your movements slightly restricted to stay unnoticed, the orgasm is unlike any others that Chan has coaxed from you. It’s as if you've been plunged into an icy lake and the suddenness takes your breath away. Your body is on pins and needles and fucking hell does it feel unbelievable for both you and Chan. Your cunt devours every bit of his seed, still hungry for more. You're shaking all over and it takes Chan’s strong arms hugging you to slow down your breathing and your body to relax.

“Fuck.” You whisper and he chuckles.

“Mhm, I can't wait to get you home y/n. Hope you've got nothing planned tomorrow. I don't think you'll be able to walk when I'm done with you baby.” He informs you and your pussy reacts clamping down around his slowly softening cock.

“Oh, is someone already ready for another round?”

“Another round? Hell yeah bro let's end the night with a fucking bang!” Felix cheers from seemingly out of nowhere, pulling you and Chan back to the now. The shy giggles you two let out leave everyone confused as they join the table one by one.

After ordering another round for the group you both excuse yourselves and as descritley as possible separate from each other without anyone noticing. The whole way to the restroom laughter erupts from you and Chan.

“I can't believe we did that!” Chan shouts over the music and pulls you into his arms. His lips land on yours kissing you until your head is spinning.

“Keep that up Mr. Bang and I'm pulling you into the bathroom with me.” You scold him playfully. He calls your bluff, kissing you again and grabbing your ass for good measure.

“Go on, I'll be waiting beautiful.” he nods in the direction of the restroom doors.

Once cleaned up you and Chan rejoin your friends. Finally making it to the dancefloor, you dance an entirely different dance than before. Your body still feels lit up and the craving you have for your boyfriend still remains. You'll hold him to his promise when you get home but the one thing you love about him is that he always stays true to his word. You know he'll deliver, he's all action as well as words. Who would've thought losing a bet could be so much fun?

[tyunphoria]

🌪️wearing something that turns skz on — bang chan, changbin

[NSFW CONTENT AHEAD ‼️]

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INCLUDES: AFAB! reader x bang chan and changbin, thigh riding, praise, changbin being absolutely in love w you, established relationships, channie eating reader out like there’s no tomorrow, use of nicknames (hun, love, baby, darling, etc.)

other part(s): leeknow + hyunjin

a/n: i want my own changbin *sobs* also, hyunjin won the poll for my ceo! x reader!! while that’s in the works rn, here’s the second part of this series. may or may not do the maknae line as well? dunno

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bang chan

chan walks in your shared bedroom, his eyes immediately landing on your sleeping figure, curled up on the bed with your leg propped up on his pillow. as he steps closer to the end of the bed, his smile widens upon seeing that you’re wearing his shirt. chan’s gaze continues to travel the expanse of your bare thighs, then lands on your bare ass that’s teasingly peaking from under his shirt.

“so cute…” he cooes, swiping his tongue across his bottom lip as he runs his fingers through his hair, letting out a heavy sigh. The lewd yet innocent image of you has his cock stiffening; he almost felt guilty for thinking such thoughts about his adorable partner. but you’re wearing his shirt… and just his shirt… how can the poor man simply control himself? he thinks it’s almost as if you’re teasing him. the throb of his cock starts to become unbearable as his knuckles drag along your inner thigh. Oh, how he wanted to just bury his head between and stay there in content. to feast on your sweet nectar like a starved man until you beg him to stop. you suddenly shift to your back, legs falling open. the sight is so inviting. your folds glisten with arousal, clit swollen and in desperate need of attention. he glances at the slick left on his pillow as it finally clicks.

“oh, love. dreaming about me, yeah?”

in your sleep, you whine in response as chan uses his fore finger and thumb to spread your slit to see the gorgeous view of how needy you are. the bed slightly dips as he climbs onto the mattress. chan presses a handful of kisses across your thighs, you groan and slowly stir awake. “channie?” you mewl as he drags the flat of his tongue along your slit. “shhh, let me taste you.” he urges you to spread your legs more, grabbing onto your waist, and guiding your thighs over his broad shoulders. he licks you from your wet entrance, trailing up to wrap his lips around your puffy clit as you buck your hips and choke out a gasp of his name. your hands found itself grabbing a fistful of his hair, chan moaning into your cunt in return.

your thighs quake over his shoulders as he continues to suck at the throbbing bundle of nerves. “s’ so good, chan…” you gasp, eyes fluttering. “yeah?” sliding two fingers into your clenching hole, he twists his wrist and drags them over that one specific spot he knows that’ll send you over the edge. “you close, hun?” you desperately rock your hips, breathless and trembling. gushing all over his hand, you jerk and tug on his hair. he continues to lavish your clit with attention while his fingers feel your pussy rhythmically squeeze around it. he continues this until you came undone. you pant as he gets up, shredding his pants and boxers off.

“mind helping me out, love?”

changbin

“God, you’re so perfect—my perfect, pretty baby.” Changbin flicks his thumb over your hardened nipples through the floral apron. A whimper almost escaped if he hadn’t captured it with his lips. Changbin slightly tugs away to drink in the beautiful sight of his darling; he loves seeing your flushed face, swollen lips, and fucked out eyes, spread out on the countertop bearing nothing but an apron.

all just for him.

“binnie, not here—“ he hoists you in his arms, carrying you as how one would carry their bride at a wedding. “Would the couch be more comfortable, baby?” He’ll do anything for your comfort, he wanted you to feel loved by him, he wanted to prove that he’ll serve as a perfect husband. He’ll do anything to marry you, if it meant coming home every night from a tiring practice only to see his beautiful wife cooking for him, wearing nothing but an apron. Changbin didn’t want to admit how hard you’d gotten him with just making out and the mere sight of you. He’s been so touched starved for you lately, having to stay at their dorms and tirelessly prepping for their comeback day and night. Fucking his fist every night to the thought of you riding his dick. But his hand just wasn’t the same as the feeling of your pussy wrapped around his thick cock. 

“c’mere,” his hands are on your hips, urging you to sit on his thigh. “let me make you feel good.” You gasp as your pussy flutters at his soft voice. his thick muscle feels so good on your clit that you can’t help but desperately and pathetically grind against him. “yeah… just like that, baby… use what’s yours.” he grunts breathlessly, groping your ass and holding you pressed against him. changbin loves the way your arousal drips down his bare thigh. “fuck… you’re so pretty, y/n. my pretty baby…” he pumps his cock at the sight of you, reaching his thumb to rub your folds up and down to collect the wetness gathering there before circling your clit. you made him forget all of the worries and stress fogging his mind with just your existence—and as you finally came, changbin lifts your hips up and lines the tip of his cock along your entrance.

“don’t worry, princess. i’ll make you feel so good that all you can remember is my name on your tongue.”

[jjunberry]

can i be your boyfriend?

pairing! seo changbin x fem! reader

genre! angst with fluffy ending

synopsis! when changbin keeps his feelings for his bestfriend a secret until his friends tease a confession out of him

wc! 940

changbin’s eyes followed your figure. you were dancing around the kitchen with felix making brownies. he loved how well you got a long with his friends. “you make it so obvious dude it’s kind of sad.” jisung spoke. changbin glared at the boy. “make what obvious?” he asked. “that you like her.” chan budded in. jisung laughed at changbin’s shocked face. “i-i do not.” he tried to defend himself he did. however he couldn’t deny the flutter of his heart and the butterflies in his stomach.

“why don’t you just tell her?” chan asked. changbin was quiet. “i can’t.” jisung rolled his eyes at the boy. “and why not?” changbin shrugged his shoulders. “because it’s not true.” he yelled gaining the attention of the rest of the household. “what’s not true?” felix asked curious. “apparently changbin hyung’s feelings for our y/nie.” jeongin answered from having been eavesdropping on the conversation.

your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest. changbin caught your eyes before you quickly turned your attention back to the brownie batter. “don’t mind them y/n they’re being stupid.” changbin tried. you let out a small laugh. “yeah of course silly boys.” you dumped the batter into the baking dish. changbin caught onto your off putting attitude. you were quiet and moved away from his tries for cuddles during the movie.

changbin felt like an asshole.

since that night you haven’t answered his phonecalls. ignored his text messages. didn’t respond to his dms. changbin was pretty sure you blocked his phone number. it was quite the opposite though. you listened to every voice mail, read every text, and dm. you still had his number favorited your phone. it hurt to hear him apologizing for something and he didn’t even know what he did wrong.

you had enough of his constant phone calls and your voicemail was full. you gripped your phone and hit the green answer button. “what?” you snapped. “y/n? what has gotten into you? you ignore me for weeks then get nasty when you finally do answer. what’s going on?” he sounded tired. you sighed. “i don’t really want to talk about it.” the temptation to hang up was eating at you, but your heart wanted to hear him out.

“well i want to. i think i deserve to know why my best friend is ignoring me.” changbin sighed deeply and you heard rustling as he moved positions in what you could only assume was his bed. “please.” he pleaded. it was your turn to sigh. “changbin do you have any idea why?” you couldn’t bring yourself to just openly say ‘hey i like you and it hurt my feelings when you said you’d never see me that way.’

“no, i just know i hurt you and i’d like to know what i can do to make it better, to make us better.”

you couldn’t help the scoff that left you. “you don’t even know what you did. changbin i like you but you’d never see me that way.” you seethed. unable to hide the heartbreak any further. “w-what?” he was speechless. his heart was beating out of his chest. you liked him back? before he had the chance to plead his case the call ended.

you took his silence as confirmation of your feelings being unrequited.

it took changbin all of ten minutes to get from the dorm to your apartment. your sobs covered the door bell so he used his key to get in, the key he promised to only use in emergencies. to changbin you crying was always an emergency. a major one since the tears were over him.

he quickly made his way to your room, were you were in a ball under the blankets. he seen your figure shaking and the sound of your sobs shattered the last few pieces of his heart. “y/n.” he spoke softly. you jumped and pulled the blanket off your head. even with your hair sticking up in different directions and your eyes swollen and puffy, you were still the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

“changbin w-what are you doing here?” your voice was shaky. changbin took a few steps before sitting next to you on the bed. “y/n you never even let me reply.” he started but you cut him off. “sorry i didn’t want to hear you reject me.” you seethed flopping down and pulling the blanket over yourself once again.

“will you let me finish please?” he sighed. you shrugged under the covers. changbin placed his hand on your hip and rubbed your leg comfortingly. “before you hung up on me, i was going to tell you that i like you too, not even i love you.” you peeked out from the blanket and looked at changbin who already had his eyes on you.

“you do?” you asked. “yeah i do.” he replied. you sat up and wrapped your arms around his neck. changbin gripped your hips and pulled you onto his lap. his hands slipped under your shirt and he caressed your skin. you locked your hands around his neck. your forehead rested against his. “y/n i love you so much.” he whispered. his lips brushing against yours. “i love you too.” you finally connected your lips to his.

changbin’s grip on your hips tightened and he pulled you closer to him. “y/n?” he asked as you pulled apart. “yeah.” you mumbled chasing his lips after the kiss. “can i be your boyfriend?” you giggled smacking his chest before capturing his lips against yours again. “yes.”

requested! by @dinossaurz

tag list! @304files @jjunieworld

author’s note! ahh my first (official) skz fic i’m so happy to be writing for them tysm for requesting

masterlist

love, echo ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪

© jjunberry

[ft-3racha]

something along the lines of felix being jealous of hyunjin x reader and ends up going behind hyunjin’s back basically telling the reader that the secret is safe between them ;)

warnings: allusions of cheating (i don‘t condone this behavior and i don‘t think any of them would ever do this), fem anatomy reader (but no pronouns mentioned), rough sex (consensual), marking, dirty talk, jealousy, squirting, creampie (you better use protection istg-), a little angsty at the end

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„shhh baby, you gotta keep real quiet for me okay?“, felix rasped in your ear, smooth talking while he pounded you relentlessly. your eyes rolled to the back of your head, so caught up in the moment that a tiny moan found it‘s way past your lips. „baby, please, fuck-“ the way you wrapped around him so nicely made felix dizzy, your warmth engulfed him im the best way possible. „it‘s so hard, please felix“, you whispered, so fucked out to the point you didn‘t care if anyone heard. if he heard. without a second thought, felix pressed his hand to your mouth before picking up the pace, your eyes widened while they rolled back into your skull simultaneously. the head of his cock hit that perfect spot inside of you, and you could swear you saw the entirety of this universe flash before your eyes. „it‘s gonna be our little secret, okay?“, felix mumbled more to himself than anything else, but you heard him just right.

out of nowhere, your phone rang, and out of the corner of your eye you could see who it was; a picture of you and hyunjin, your boyfriend, flashed across the bright screen. as soon as it happened, it was as if something in felix switched. he flipped you over onto your stomach and immediately entered you again, one hair gripping your hair while the other one covered your mouth again. „tell me, sweetheart“, he said, now more sternly than before, „does he fuck you like that, huh? does he make you feel the way i do?“ you tried to answer, but babbled incoherent nonsense against his palm, a bit of drool leaking from the corner of your mouth. „c‘mon“, he tried again, „answer.“ as soon as his hand left your mouth his thrusts became borderline brutal, each one hitting that one spot more and more and more. it was perfect. so perfect that your face found it‘s way into the pillow, the thick fabric catching every little bit of the involuntary, almost pornographic moan that left you in that very second. his big hands grabbed your hips so hard it would probably bruise, leaving marks in the process. little marks hyunjin wouldn‘t notice, but felix would know of their existence. the only marks he was allowed to leave. „answer.“ the familiar feeling of an approaching orgasm spread throughout your abdomen, and you could tell he was close as well by the way his thrusts got a little arithmetic. „fuck, you‘re squeezing me so good, baby. can tell you‘re close.“ screw him for being able to actually read your body. as if he knew your thoughts, his hand sneaked it‘s way around your body and found your clit. felix started his abuse on your most sensitive bundle of nerves immediately, the pads of his fingers rubbing small circles just the way you liked it.

„answer me right now or i‘ll stop.“ „no!“, you almost screamed, which earned you a slap to your ass. „he doesn‘t! you‘re the only one that fucks me this good, lix. please, wanna cum so bad.“ you begged, tears escaped your eyes from all the pleasure felix was providing you with. „let go then, make a mess for me like i know you can“, he finally allowed, and that was all it took for you to experience what was one of the most intense orgasms of your entire life: your whole body shook, clear spurts of cum streamed out of you like a river down your legs and on the bed, some of it hitting felix‘ legs in the process. this was all it took for him to finish as well, his cum flooded your insides as you milked him for all he had to offer.

it took a few minutes before you were able to think again. felix, who was laying next to you by now, got up as soon as he was sure you were back where you were supposed to be , and made sure to grab a towel and something to drink. as soon as he returned to the room you were on your phone. „everything alright?“, he asked as he handed you the bottle, plopping back down next to you. his hand found your thigh, long fingers drawing tiny circles on your soft skin. „yeah, i‘m good lix. was just checking because he called, but we texted a minute ago. gotta head out soon.“

as you snuggled up on him he inhaled your scent, making sure to engrave the moment in his brain, because this is the closest he‘d ever be to the intimacy of a relationship with you. he had one rule: no matter how many times this would happen, he could never get in between you and hyunjin. he would always come first, and felix knew that. it just hurt a little less when your head was on his chest.

it just had to stay your little secret.

[skzfairyyydreamz]

Family <3

genre: Fluff, Comfort, Bf!Skz, Sibling!Skz, Bsf!Skz, gn!reader

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imagine…

Coming home from what had been a horrendously long and stressful day to see your sweet boyfriend in a cozy pair of sweats and t-shirt, he was sat on the living room sofa chatting with his two best friends about whatever it is producer dudes talk about. he looked so stinkin adorable with his natural fluffy hair all disheveled and curly as his glasses sat calmly on his beautiful bare face and you had all intentions on napping in his arms after the day you had today regardless to who was in your house right now. You came in kicking off your shoes at the door, dropping your keys and bag on the island counter and heading straight to your room to change without acknowledging anyone in the house. That immediately had changbin snapping his neck in your direction taking notice of the exhausted look on your face without breaking his current conversation. About 5 or so minutes later his eyes lit up to see you coming to join them in the living room in your fuzzy pj’s holding your favorite pillow and blanket.

“Hey family.. please excuse me while i nap” you sigh kissing the top of changbins head then sitting down next to him getting ready to lay your head in his lap and take the nap of your life, but before you could

“far out! mate are we invisible??” channie said to jisung as he crossed his arms with furrowed brows at you. “you do remember that we knew you before binnie right!?” jisung added. “yet he’s the one that gets all the love? im so done with you” channie roles his eyes

binnie giggles to himself putting his head down like he always does refusing to interfere anytime you and channie would get into it. you sigh again getting up from your seat walking over to the sofa opposite you and your boyfriend. “i would offer a sassy rebuttal normally but i’m just way too tired today.. come here channie my bestest most favorite sweetest big brother ever” you lean down from behind the sofa hugging him around his shoulders and kissing the top of his head “yeah whatever looser.. im your ONLY big brother.” “Where you ever able to order the flower arrangements for mom’s birthday dinner this weekend?” he added looking up at you “ i haven’t had time today i was super swamped. But i can definitely do it in the morning!” “Dont worry about it i’ll handle it.” “you sure? tomorrow’s an off day for me i can do it.” “no worries, i got it. you just make sure you rest up on your day off.” “okay” you kiss the top of his head once more before moving over to jisung giving him the same hug and kiss you did your older brother.

“i didn’t forget you jiji” “dont act like you love me now, im tired of being chosen last!” “just like when were kids??” you teased reaching down to steal a handful of popcorn from the bowl in his lap. “please do not bring up my childhood trauma right now! you chose me last for every single game of freeze tag when im literally faster than you!” everyone bursted into laughter at jisungs dramatic episode as you walked back over to your spot on the sofa next to your boyfriend.

“Okay goodnight family, i legit cannot keep my eyes open any longer” you grabbed your pillow placing it in changbins lap laying down as he wrapped the blanket around you.

“Night night, jagi” your boyfriend whispered as he ran his fingers through your hair.

“Sleep tight!” jisung added

“We love you kiddo..” chan smiled.

You fell asleep instantly, as your boyfriend brother and best friend all went back to continuing their previous conversation. the room felt so warm and fuzzy filled with love. You were beyond grateful for the men in your life they were your everything. your back bones, your protectors, your safe spaces. They were your family, and you couldn’t even fathom the thought of living life without theses three in it.

taglist: @hanniemylovelyquokka @milknhoneyracha @tinyelfperson @jiisungllvr @turtledove824 @laylasbunbunny @armystay89

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[killedpink]

✧ ☄︎ | 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

started: 27/02/23 | last updated: 25/08/23 | CODE: [♡] smut — [☽] fluff — [☁︎] angst — [⭐︎] personal favs

𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍: [21:51] — ♡, drabble the space between us — ♡, ☽ | 3.7K word fic [06:07] — ♡, drabble

𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐇𝐎: [18:09] — ♡, drabble [22:17] — ♡, ⭐︎, drabble the art of jealousy — ♡, ⭐︎ | 3.7K word fic [06:07] — ♡, drabble reflecting light — ♡, ☁︎ | 8.3K word fic

𝐒𝐄𝐎 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐁𝐈𝐍: [12:41] — ♡, drabble

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𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐗: [02:42] — ♡, drabble [02:22] — ♡, drabble come as you are — ♡, ⭐︎ | 11.4K word fic cloud nine — ♡ | 4.8K word fic

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[featjunranghae]

Idiots in Love - Han Jisung

Han Jisung X FemReader

summary: the title says it all.

No warning? Not proof read.

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"You're so cute."

"huh?"

"I said you look like a fruit."

"What in the world Han Jisung." yn laughed slapping his arms as she sat beside him on the sofa.

Saturdays were meant for the boys. That's what Han firmly believes in. But when his crush/ girl best friend/ situation ship calls him on the phone for 'emergency' purposes (which somehow involves watching a movie) the boys are no longer the priority.

"You still haven't told me why you called."

"You're trying to change the topic-"

"I'll leave your ass alone if you try to bully me."

yn couldn't help but grin snuggling closer to him, hands wrapped around his biceps and head on his shoulder. "I just wanted to see your stupid face."

"Excuse me- Stupid? I'm gorgeous." Han scoffed pretending to push her off. "Changbin was right bros before hoes. I Shouldn't have come to your aid."

"You know I know that you love hanging out with me." Yn said picking up the tv remote. "You love hanging out with me. And so do i. So here Rewatching Shrek for the- I don't even know how many times."

Han didn't argue as he stared at her. Yn had been one of his oldest friends. They met back in middle school and stuck together since. They've watched each other grow through their lowest and highest points.

And after everything, Han couldn't deny that he wanted them to be more than just friends. Friends don't hold each other most nights while sleeping. Friends don't look at each other the way he looked at yn.

But the problem was. He couldn't confess. He tried so many times over the years to subtly let yn know. But she never took the hint. It was like she wanted him to spell it out for her.

"You're thinking." Yn interrupted his train of thoughts.

"I am."

"It's kinda unusual since Chan does most of the thinking for us all."

Han said nothing continuing to stare at her. His lips curved up at the corner slightly. "I know." He said.

yn paused the movie turning back to him "Seriously Sungie, are you okay?" She asked. "You look lost."

Jisung sighed shaking his head turning around. This was another one of those moments when he wanted to confess. He was here at yn's house. She was in his arms. If he got rejected, then this would be over. He would lose yn. That was the only thing that stopped him from ever saying anything.

His feelings were not worth it. It was not worth it. He'd rather never confess than lose yn.

His bandmates seem to disagree. Specially Hyunjin. "Dude. I'm telling you. I get the vibe that yn likes you too. Go for it."

But Hyunjin was a hopeless romantic. And listening to his advice would be a bad decision for him.

"Jisung." Yn called out again.

"Nothing... I'm just tired from practice."

"You looked fine 20 min-"

"yn. Really it's nothing."

"It's not nothing if its bothering you."

"last night I was bothered thinking about the gold fish I lost when I was five. How will you say that it's not nothing?."

yn knew Han like that back of her hand. He always had a tough time vocalising his feelings. He always considered his thoughts as pointless. "You can tell me later. It's okay." She put her head back on his shoulder.

"I can't."

"Why?" She asked looking up at her. "Does it involve me somehow?"

Han nodded, kissing the top of her head. "It involves me? Wait... Are you actually sad cause I called you today..." Yn pulled back. "I know you were hanging out with the boys but I was just-"

"And they say I'm the overthinker." Han laughed. "I don't hate you yn. It's nothing... I just came up with some lyrics."

"Stop lying."

"What makes you think so?"

"You get crazy when you come up with a song. You're scrambling around for a piece of paper and pen. You have a look in your face." Yn said with a small shrug and Jisung couldn't help but smile.

"Do I?" He asked with a small laugh. He never expected her to notice so many details. "Are you like obsessed with me or something?" He joked pulling her towards him.

"You're making it weird Han."

"How am I making it weird?" He laughed. "I always hug my friends and kiss my homies goodnight."

"I hate you." Yn laughed along. "But in all seriousness. Are you okay?"

"I... Maybe. There's just a lot of things on my mind." Han said with a small shrug. "I don't know..."

"You're confused?"

"Kinda like that. I don't know how to deal with something. Like there's something I want to do. But I'm sacred."

"Being scared is for the losers." Yn laughed. I'm not the best person for advice but. If you want to do something. You should go ahead and do it. You'll have my support no matter what."

"What if it's something very stupid?"

"You're always doing something stu- I'M KIDDING!" She exclaimed when he tried to tickle her.

"And what if I say I like you?"

"I like you too what's the big deal?"

"No. What if I like like you?" He asked again this time turning around to face her fully.

"Hannie-"

"I like you yn. A lot. It's so hard for me to pretend I don't."

"Then... I'd say I like you too."

"I'm not joking yn."

"Han Jisung." Yn smiled. "I like you... Since we were in highschool when you took me to prom. You were always special to me... I just never thought you'd.... You'd like me back..." He voice got quite at the end.

"What- YN! I literally always call you cute. I always spend time with you- Everyone in our friend group knew that I liked you!"

"BUT YOU SAID I LOOK LIKE A SQUID AND YOU'D RATHER DATE SQUIDWARD!"

"YFN THAT WAS A JOKE!"

"HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW?!"

Han couldn't help but smile. "We're idiots." He laughed shaking his head. "Do you wanna be my idiot though?"

Yn grinned before pretending to think.

"Ynnie."

"Yes. I'd like that."

"Damn it was that easy? I now have a girlfriend?"

"You're such a loser. But my loser."

[3rachasdomesticbanana]

Just a few Han Jisung quotes/lyrics that I'm obsessed with because he's been on my mind like crazy since his selcas on bubble.

•You guys always say “Your music saved my life.” but your existence saved my life. please remember this guys… You guys are my ego, my pride and my dream. Not once always, always will be. -Endingment Maniac world tour LA day*

•Depressed feelings are not always bad, it'll lead you to the bright future. you don't know what happiness is if there's only light. The deeper the depression is, the stronger the light will be. The light is definitely there. -Honey Kids*

•The only thing predictable about life is its unpredictable ability. - Alien

•You are the beginning and the end. - Collision

•You are my whole life. Night, morning, and the end. - Collision

•I'll protect you, it's okay to hurt. I'll embrace the wounds you shed. -Volcano

•I'm an alien on this earth. - Alien

•You were the main character in the movie called me. - Wish you back

•Leave it all to the wind. - Sunshine

•Even if the clock hands stop for a while, the flowers will definitely bloom someday. - I See

~Bonus~

“What is love to me? it’s the most powerful emotion in this world and yeah my favourite emotion too” - 2023 fan call

"Happiness is like a visiting guest. It comes out of the blue and it may not be big or grandiose but it's happiness." - VLive*

an (sappiness warning): Han Jisung is truly something special. I wish I had his talent to create something beautiful through words but he inspires me to keep trying.

Show 13 some love on YouTube for our quokka♡

*I'm not too sure about the source, when or where he said these. I just know that he indeed said them lol.

[rachalixie]

high (all the time)

jisung always says they did their best work when high. you just didn’t believe them.

warnings: weed mention, chan x gender neutral reader (but mainly just 3racha being buddies)

genre: fluff

word count: 600+

smoke curls from your mouth as you breathe out, resisting the urge to cough that never quite went away even after all this time. you pass the joint over to changbin, who takes it after patting your hand lazily in appreciation. this is the second joint that’s been passed between the four of you, the first used up to get high quick and the second being savored to keep you all floating.

you sigh deeply and lean back against chan, turning a little to nuzzle into his neck. his hoodie feels impossibly soft under your skin, and it smells like herby nature mixed with chan’s spicy body wash. the smell is intoxicating.

you’re on the couch in the studio, chan to your left and changbin to your right, while jisung is teetering dangerously on the reclined rolling chair across from you. you grin lazily at him, almost hoping he would fall, and you can’t help the rush of fondness that washes over you when he grins back. has it really only been four months since you’ve know these boys, since chan has introduced them to you after your second or third date? it feels like you’ve known them your whole life, to the point where they were comfortable enough inviting you into their sacred studio space today to watch them do their life’s work.

the joints were an unexpected but welcome surprise. we do our best work when high, jisung had said, flicking the lighter on. thirty minutes later, you can’t help but doubt that because these boys are out. not like you’re any better with the way you were bonelessly slumped against chan. but you were just here to vibe.

jisung’s snort from across the room brings your head rushing back to the present as he’s tilting his phone towards chan to show him something; your laziness wins over your curiosity and you don’t even try to move to take a look. chan starts giggling at whatever it was, making your head shake with his breaths where it still laid on his chest, and you can’t help but follow even though you have no idea what he was giggling at. your giggles turn into full laughter when jisung joins in, and changbin falls prey to the compulsion too when jisung loses the battle with gravity and falls off the chair onto the floor.

soon the four of you are rolling on the floor with tears in your eyes and you don’t even know what you’re laughing at anymore.

once they’re all calm and you’re close to falling sleep, jisung abruptly sits up and opens chan’s laptop. he grabs the attached microphone, spits four flawless bars into it after hitting record, and then slumps back onto the sofa. your eyes widen as your head darts between chan and changbin, but neither of them bat an eye.

“did you not see that?” you ask, your words slightly slurring together.

“i told you we do our best work like this, babe,” chan says as he reaches for the soundboard.

you sit there in utter awe as a song comes together right before your eyes; song notes dance around the room, rhymes travel across the space to meet in the middle, ripe melodies being plucked from the air. seconds or minutes or hours could have passed, you don’t know, you were too entranced to look away from the three of them working. eventually your eyes get too heavy to stay open, and you drift off, head now in changbin’s lap and feet pressed against jisung’s thigh, blanketed by the sound of chan’s voice floating through the space.

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masterlist

[cheesiedomino]

3racha Reacting to/Comforting You When You’re Afraid of Thunderstorms

genre: established relationship, Bang Chan x gn!reader, Changbin x gn!reader, Han x gn!reader

wc: 1.9k 

tags/warnings: pure fluff so fluffy, mention of reader crying (only for a short moment)

{a/n: this was requested by @sunnyskiezzzz, thanks for the request and i hope you enjoy it as much as i did writing it. any feedback is much appreciated, take care & stay safe! ^.^}

{Bang Chan}

It was a gloomy day outside, the streets were empty, and it looked like a ghost town. You were currently folding your laundry while trying to pay attention to this kdrama. You look out the kitchen window again and saw how much darker the sky was getting. You decide to close your windows assuming that it’ll probably rain pretty bad soon. You enjoyed rainy days, however, you hated thunderstorms and you were hoping that today wouldn’t be that day. You were home alone and your boyfriend Chan was at the studio doing his usual work. You tried not to think about missing him so much as you don’t want to bother him. You really wanted to feel independent so you didn’t text him to try and keep you company. You heard the heavy downpour of the rain from outside, feeling a bit relaxed by the rain sounds. You continued doing your task and begin pondering what you should make for dinner. All of a sudden your thoughts are intruded by the sound you hated the most. Thunder. You were now scared shitless and wanted to crawl up into a ball immediately. You look around your house and realize how dark it was in here. You attempt to try and turn your lamp on in the living room but to no avail, it didn’t turn back on, you tried your kitchen light, but that didn’t work either. You were now even more terrified than you already were, it was still faintly light outside but the sun was definitely going to set soon. You now had to resort to the last option you’ve been trying to avoid all day, texting your boyfriend. As you’re typing your message out you hear the door handle click and the door swings open. It was Chan. You were so confused yet so relieved to see him you didn’t even question it you just run to him and hug him tightly. 

“Oh thank God you’re here,” You say to him as your face is huddled up in his chest.

“You okay baby?” He asks, his tone sounding concerned.

“N-no not really,” You say, soon as you said that another loud crash of thunder startles you again making you squeal at the noise.

“So I guess my intuition was right when I decided to wanna leave the studio early,” He says as he’s patting your head trying to calm you down.

“I think the power went out and I just got so scared here all by myself, I was about to text you to come back home.” You say to him.

“Well luckily you didn’t have to do that, I’m here now to keep you safe, darling.” He brings you over to the couch where you cuddle with him. 

“Give me one second baby,” Chan says as he gets up quickly to go get something. He soon comes back with two candles and lights one in the kitchen and another in the living room.

“This should help us out momentarily.” 

He grabs more blankets and starts rearranging the furniture around, you are just looking at him with a puzzled look on your face, wondering what he’s up to. He ended up making a small fort out of all the blankets and added some pillows inside. It wasn’t too shabby looking and he invited you to come and join him inside. You crawled in and sat beside him, your head lye on his shoulder. His scent was intoxicating, you wanted to be closer to him than you already were at this moment. You both continued watching the kdrama and cuddling in the blanket fort as you were waiting for the storm to pass and the power to turn back on. You felt so safe with him and you weren’t paying much attention to thunder sounds anymore. It’s like when he’s with you the rest of the world just stops and doesn’t exist anymore. ‘So much for independence’, you think to yourself.

{Changbin}

The smell of the rain consumes the air as you walk out of the car. You and your boyfriend Changbin made it back just in time before the thunderstorm began and for once you praised him for his fast driving since you hated thunderstorms with a passion. You grabbed a couple of the grocery bags while Changbin grabbed the rest and you both went inside. You were on a trip with Changbin for the weekend and were staying at his family beach house. You loved the view you had from there but today was such a depressing rainy day compared to the nice and sunny day you had with him yesterday. 

“Want to put on a movie while I cook us dinner honey?” Changbin asks you. He was so excited to finally cook for you and you were all for it but you didn’t want to be far away from him at this moment. 

“Can we wait baby? I want you close to me right now” You say looking away from him, not trying to sound too needy.

“Yeah sure honey, you okay?” Looking over at you as he’s putting the groceries in the refrigerator. The loud strike of thunder appears. It sounds so menacing to you, the ground began to shake. You jump up from the couch as you heard the bushes and trees rattling, startled by any sound from outside at this point. You wanted to cry.

Changbin runs to you from the kitchen immediately to put his arm around you. 

“Are you scared of the thunder?” He asks.

You simply just nod your head, looking away trying not to embarrass yourself even more than you already have. You feel so silly for even being scared of something like this.

“There’s nothing to be ashamed of if that’s what you’re thinking right now,” He says to you as if he’s reading your mind. You just put your head into his chest and start sobbing. The thunder only grew louder, putting you even more on edge. You’re wrapped in Changbin’s arms, his grip on you tight and his strong arms made you feel protected. 

“Please never let me go” You mumble to him.

“I wouldn’t dream of doing that y/n,” He says, rubbing your back trying his utmost best to get you to stop crying in his arms. 

“I don’t like seeing you like this,” He says, then all of a sudden an idea pops up in his brain. “How about we play a game?” He asks you out of nowhere.

“A game?” You say still hiding in his chest.

“Yeah.”

“Okay.. what kind of game?”

“21 questions,” He says confidently.

“But why? You already know everything about me Binnie” 

“I must not since I never knew you hated the sound of thunder that much,” he retorts “Just humor me this one time honey, pleasee” he makes a cute pout with his lips and you just want to grab his face and kiss it. 

“Okay” You agree to play the silly little game with your boyfriend.

He asks you the most random questions, ‘What was your most recent dream you had?’ ‘What was the name of the first pet you had?’ ‘Do you think bigfoot is real?’ and the weirdest one he asked you yet ‘If I became a zombie in the apocalypse would you become one too just for me?’ He has the most interesting way of getting your mind off things yet playing that game was actually successful at distracting you from the sound of the thunder.

“Okay, last question!” He says, “saved the best for last.”

You wonder how ridiculous this next question is about to be then he just asks, “Will you kiss me?”

You smile at what he said and immediately say “Duh!” you cup his face with your hand and lean in to kiss him gently. The rest of the night consisted of you kissing and cuddling, you completely forgetting about the thunderstorm, and him forgetting that he still has to make you both dinner tonight.

{Han} 

You were woken up by the blaring sound of thunder coming from outside this morning. You didn’t realize how long you’ve been sleeping and you looked around the king-sized bed to see Han with you but he was nowhere to be found. You started to feel even more anxious by this and at this point, you’re becoming frantic. The thunder was only getting worse and the strike of lightning made you scream subconsciously. You try to hide under the covers just hoping this was all a bad nightmare and that you’ll wake up with Han next to you. You hear the bedroom door burst open and your boyfriend says something,

“Is everything okay in here y/n?!” He says loudly, trying to talk over the heavy storm currently going on.

“Come here please,” You say to him quietly, not really sure if he’d even hear it since you were still underneath the covers. You feel hands coming over the covers and he peels them off of you.

“You finally woke up I see,” He says, “I could’ve sworn I heard you scream”

Your face becomes red, the embarrassment is now sinking in, you probably made him really worried by that.

“I’m sorry if I startled you,” You say “I just got a little scared up here all alone”

You hear another loud rush of thunder and you flinch as Han tries to hug you.

“No seriously, what’s the matter?” He asks, making eye contact with you, you now have no choice but to come clean.

“I’m afraid of the thunder Han.”

“What’s so scary about some thunder? It’s not going to get you,” He chuckles, “if it does I’ll fight it”

“You’re going to fight the thunder?” You say, giggling a bit.

“Yeah, no one messes with my baby, I don’t care who or what it is!” He makes a fist towards the window, looking as if he’s trying to threaten the weather conditions that were happening out there. 

You couldn’t help but start laughing at that, even when you’re being serious he’ll still find a way to make light of the situation and keep you laughing. That’s what you’ve always loved about your boyfriend. 

“You are so cute.” You say to him.

“No that’s all you!” He says wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his warm embrace. He kisses your forehead and then kisses both of your cheeks. You smile at that and scrunch your nose at how cute he can be at times like these. He does whatever he can to try and get you to relax and it’s clearly working as you see the storm outside was beginning to clear up. 

“Look at that baby, it’s going away!” Han says to you as he points toward the window

You were glad that the storm had finally stopped and you were able to think clearly again, not feeling so restless anymore. The real reason you were so calm though was because you had Han there to comfort you. 

“Thanks for being here with me.” You say to your loving boyfriend.

“I’m always gonna be here, you’re practically stuck with me for life babe.” He says grinning like a maniac.

“That really doesn’t sound as bad as you’re making it out to be.” You wrap your arms around his neck and look into his eyes. You were now fully relaxed, fully present at the moment with him, you felt at ease. He was all you needed to calm down as if he were like a drug. 

You knew that Han was the perfect person for you and he has shown that through his actions every single day.

End<3

[ft-3racha]

Hiii!

Soft sex with Chan? 👀🩷

If not it’s ok!!

absolutely !!

i do think that chan is 100% the guy to be into rough stuff as much as he is into soft sex, as long as it‘s with you, the person he loves.

he would make sure to let you know how much he apprechiates your body and take his goddamn time, giving you slow and deep, sensual kisses, your tongues dancing around each other while breathy moans and whines escape your throat.

chan would slowly drag his lips down your neck, leaving kisses, bites and licks all over your soft skin, mumbling little praises more to himself than anything else. your body instantly responds to his actions as you grind yourself on him, your most sensitive parts rubbing against his.

„you are so beautiful.“

„keep on making those sounds for me, pretty. so good f‘me.“

„fuck, i love it when you grind on me. feels so good, baby.“

foreplay would be a necessity, since that man is a god with those pretty lips of his and absolutely knows how to make you fall apart on them, so he would do exactly that…at least once, maybe twice if you beg for it nicely, since that is his favorite thing to hear; your moans, especially when you cum and can‘t get enough of him, so you beg for him to do it again, lightly tugging on his soft curls while his hands stroke your thighs.

„please channie, make me cum again.“

„it feels so good chris, please don‘t stop.“

after all the prepping and taking his time, his patience will leave him eventually, because his cock is rock hard, pre-cum leaking in his briefs (which he looses as fast as he can at that point). even after cumming already, you‘re still so needy for him to take you. and he will. once he is positioned, in missionary, because he loves looking at your face as he enters you, you feel him do exactly that. he slowly pushes into you, and you involuntarily hold your breath at the stretch, because no matter how many times you guys fucked before, the feeling is always absolutely incredible. he‘d take a second or two before moving, every stroke of his slow and deep, precisely hitting that spot inside of you that makes you go absolutely feral. chan would kiss you, whisper sweet nothings into your ear as he fucks into you, the sounds of your bodys colliding filling the room.

„you take me so well, absolutely made for my cock.“

„so good, so fucking tight.“

„feels so good around me, angel. so damn good.“

you‘d see stars with the way his cock makes you feel. your legs would wrap around his hips, nails clawing in his back as your orgasm approaches. he‘d tell you to hold on just a moment longer, his strokes getting sloppier and sloppier, indicating that he, too, is close. and with a deep groan and your name rolling off of his plump lips he‘d cum, sending you over the edge right with him. the feeling of him spilling into you makes your orgasm ten times more intense, maybe even triggering a second one (if possible, that depends on you).

„gonna fill you up baby, mark you as mine.“

„you gonna cum? just a second longer, hold on for me. i‘m almost there, my love.“

„fuck, angel. i‘m so close, can feel you squeezing me so tight.“

and afterwards? we all know this man is an absolute angel. he‘d make sure you are okay, would clean you up and give you something to drink. chan would take his time to talk about what just happened and ask if everything was absolutely okay with you or if he did anything to make you uncomfortable. he‘d make sure to shower you with kisses before having an actual shower with you, your guys‘ favorite takeout already ordered and comfy clothes waiting to be put on your freshly washed bodies.

„are you okay, angel?“

„here, drink up. you did so well for me, baby.“

„i love you unconditionally.“

[dadonbabysworld]

Skz Drabble - Chase

Synopsis: After your date with Jisung, you guys cuddle up to go to bed.

This is fluff and a late-night thought for me. I hope you guys like it. -Angel

It was the one-day Jisung had off from work in a long time. Deciding that a date would be a good thing, you guys had gone out to have a fun day at a fair that was being hosted. It was his idea because Chan suggested it; the guys had all wanted to take someone special. It wasn’t often you saw the women they kept in their lives, but it was always cordial between you all: Chan made sure of it.

You had an elated smile by then end of the night and so did Ji. He had won you so many bears and things to keep. He promised that he’s spray them in his cologne to keep his smell around you when you weren’t with him. They would serve as your cuddle mates and protectors. All fourteen of them. Fourteen for his birthday; it took him forever to win the last one.

“Ji we don’t have to get the frog if it’s too difficult to win”

He looked as if you had insulted his entire family. A secret flame of passion behind his eyes. He knew you really wanted it considering it’s large size. Giant stuffed animals were your favorite anyways.

“No babe I got this”

Indeed, he did have it. This last round of knocking down bottles made him the winner and you kissed every part of his face in celebration. Carrying the prize, he accepted all your compliments on how much of an amazing boyfriend he was.

It was the little things he did that said everything. He always had you on his mind at night, and he assumed you did the same. Oh, how romantic he was, but at least tonight he could cuddle up to you.

“Do you ever think about getting married?”

“I do. I often consider the colors we would choose. Maybe a nice ruby red. I know it’s your favorite.”

He nodded. You knew him so well. A sigh of relief left his mouth knowing you did want to get married one day. He never mentioned it before keeping everything behind locks. He wasn’t secretive just cautious on what information is essential to tell.

“Do you want to make breakfast tomorrow or get breakfast from a restaurant?”

“Hmmm... maybe order from a restaurant. It’s a good breakfast place down the street we can go on another date before I go to work.”

He worked so much, and you wondered where he got all his energy from. Coffee? Sleep? Faking it? Naturally? He was bubbly and talkative most the time. Even if he was tired secretly, no one would ever know.

You fell asleep in his arms — still talking and mumbling in your sleep, but Ji was restless. His mind wouldn’t let him sleep. Maybe it was the adrenaline of driving home or just having too much energy. His eyes had been shut for 20 minutes and still nothing.

He had decided to sit on the floor in front of your bed and watch TikTok's to not be playing it in your ear. He was very considerate: one of his best qualities. You were his baby, and your grogginess when you woke up too early wasn’t something he wanted to see.

As he watched TikTok's, 5 minutes turned to 30 minutes. It was a lot of silent laughs and yawning involved. He became tired after laughing hard at one TikTok. You were slowly making your way to the edge Jisung was sitting by still.

He felt your stomach touch his head. “Huh?” He turned to face your sleeping figure. “Oh.. not you following me in your sleep. So clingy” he cooed. You wanted to be close without even knowing it

A warm feeling ached in his chest as he watched you essentially try to get as close as possible to him. He laughed rolling you over to lay down. “I won’t leave” He mumbled head in your hair: it was his favorite scent.

One more yawn: that was all it took for Jisung to be sleep. His eyes barely able to stay open. You were cuddling with Ji holding you as the bigger spoon, the protector in a sense. There was no where you'd rather be: subconsciously or consciously.

[notevenagoodgirl]

Stray Kids Masterlist

▪ Changbin!AU - College Social Media AU: finished

Putting three exchange students together, in the same flat, might be a bad idea; putting six of them in the same building might be an even worse one. What happens when they all meet? An AU about people from all over the world finding home in each other.

[bubbleteafelix]

SKZ Indirect Quotes Part 1

*Jisung dancing in the kitchen, while opening and closing the fridge.*

*Chan entering the kitchen*

Chan : What are you doing?

Jisung: Summoning a food demon since I can't find anything to eat.* continues dancing*

Chan:  why don't you just order something.

Jisung: What’s the fun in that.

[linopls]

linopls kinktober list '23

depending on the prompt, it could be a drabble or a 2k-4k words. please let me know which one your most excited for and please leave requests for the 31st !! (i ran out of ideas lol.)

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[dancinglikebutterflywings]

Little Love Notes | Bang Chan 

Pairing: Bang Chan x Fem!Reader  

Summary: Chan's girlfriend likes to leave him little notes.  

Warnings: It just fluffy. I have written a little drabble similar to this but wanted to switch it around so it's reader leaving him little love notes. This is a repost from my now deactivated blog. More of an explanation in my pinned post.

Word Count: 482 

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Chan's heart swelled with warmth as he read the little note once again. The words are written on a bright yellow post-it note which was stuck to his laptop lid. It was a simple sentence, but it meant so much to him.  

"Have a great day, my love. Don’t be too hard on yourself."   

The last couple day’s he’d been a little hard on himself because he couldn’t get a part of the latest song they’ve been working on right. No matter how he mixed it, with and without Changbin and Jisung’s help, he couldn’t seem to get it sounding like he envisioned in his mind.   

Taking a moment before he goes back to the song that’s becoming a headache, he remembers back to when Y/N left him the first note she ever left him. They had just moved in together when he found a post-it note stuck to the screen of his phone, with ‘I love you’ written on it. From that day on, Y/N made it her mission to leave him little love notes around their apartment. Some days they just said I love you and other days they’d be a small paragraph reminding him how loved he is, or how lucky she is to have him. Sometimes they would be sweet little reminders for him to take breaks, or to go easy on the guys and stuff like that. When he went away, whether it be in South Korea or overseas, the little notes would continue. He’d find them on in his bag, in the pocket of a random hoodie or pair of pants, and on his electronics. He even found one wrapped around his toothbrush, one time.   

The guys often tease him about the notes, but he doesn't care. He loves these notes more than anything because they are a physical representation of her love for him. It’s his and Y/N’s little thing they have that doesn’t involve anyone else. He loves it and would be sad if she ever stopped writing them.  

As he opens his laptop, he chuckles to himself when he finds another note in his girlfriend's handwriting. ‘Can we please have McDonald’s for dinner?’  

He puts the notes somewhere safe so he can add them to the growing collection, filling his desk drawer at him. Grabbing his phone, he pulls up his messages with Y/N, and types out his reply to her notes.  

‘You have a good day too. I’ll pick up McDonald’s on my way home tonight. I love you so much x.’  

He puts his phone to the side and boots up his laptop to get started working on the newest 3racha song.  

It doesn’t take long before his phone buzzes, notifying him that he has a new message. When he checks it, he smiles, seeing it’s from Y/N.   

‘I’ll message you my order later. I love you so much too, baby xxxxx.’ 

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