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skz-chatbot · 1 month ago
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Nat: min?
Minnie: yes?
Nat: do you have to work today?
Minnie: no! Neither does Minho-hyung.
Nat: ah ok. *is placed in a chair* see you later Binnie, be careful!
Binnie: promise *kisses her hair*
Minho: here’s something to nibble on, noona.
Nat: *bites into an apple slice* mmm thank you sweetheart.
🥀🖤
Always noona
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wolfchans · 1 month ago
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♡ endless chan gifs ♡ [529- 532] / ∞ – Finding SKZ Season 1 Ep. 09
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innieslut · 9 months ago
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hiii i love ur fake texts
can u do skz x reader princess treatment?
if not it’s all good you can just ignore this lol thank youuuuu ❤️❤️
bf!skz x reader texts: princess treatment (hyung line)
warnings: suggestive, slight sexting, mentions of daddy kink, pet names (princess, baby etc)
summary: title says it all! <3
a/n: so sorry for making you wait so long!! i managed to get some time to reply to yall's requests <3 feel free to ask more + maknae line will be published tomorrow!
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wegc · 1 year ago
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omg thots on 3some w 3racha in the studio….???🫣 w the door unlocked..???? eek!!!
first thought is that a 3some with 3racha is genuinely a fucking dream because HELLO!!! two super fucking buff men fucking the shit out of you and one insatiable, greedy, pussy drunk brat sloppily kissing you all over? give it to me NOW!
i can just envision being caught by changbin and jisung when you and chan are making out on the studio couch, you perched securely on his lap with two firm hands groping your ass. chan usually locks the door, but this time he was careless, and perhaps he wanted changbin and jisung to witness how he gets to have you, all desperate and out of breath after he catches them staring at you far too many times.
when poor jisung opens the door, he can’t help the flush of his face and the overwhelming sensation of his cock stirring in his sweatpants because you look so fuckable, and your ass looks so soft, and god—would you grind your cunt like that above him?
changbin wants to reprimand chan; as their hyung, he should’ve been more cautious, more responsible—they produce music here every day and now the pair of you are moments from fucking each other right on the studio couch? but he doesn't say anything. how can he when his throat becomes drier than it has ever become? how can he say anything when he’s dreamt of you in this situation for so long? and when chan finally looks over and shyly laughs before beckoning him to take you next, how can he say no when he’s fisted his cock to this very scenario?
changbin would be rough and fast, pounding you from behind, slapping your ass, and yanking your hair, almost punishing you for being such a whore—for being so keen to endure three cocks one after the other. he prays to whatever deity out there that he earns the chance of doing this again because he needs to fuck your ass; that ought to teach you a lesson! if you wanna get fucked so bad, take all three of them at once!
“god—you’re fucking insatiable, aren’t you? you’d bend over for some dick anywhere, huh?”
and chan, who landed the two of you in this predicament in the first place, calls you his greedy little thing. he’d be temperate compared to the other two, cooing and laughing breathlessly in your face, peppering you with lingering, sloppy kisses and urging you to jerk hannie off as he takes care of you.
“you like that, pretty? yeah, i know baby—you gonna cry? feels that good? can’t go a day without being filled up, hm? i’ll give it to you.”
and jisung, dirty little jisung who wants it messy—who yearns to spit in your mouth and have you choke and gag on his sore, thick cock as you’re getting fucked. jisung, who smears your mascara down your flushed cheeks and ensures you leave stains of your lipstick on his dick—he needs you to be a fucking mess.
“always so proper around everyone else—stupid slut for us though, yeah? tell me you like being used like this—nothing but a hole for us, yeah?"
or, perhaps one day, you'll make a mess out of him too. jisung wants nothing more than for you to spit in his face and slap him around. leave bruised, splotchy marks on his chest! call him your stupid fucking slut! bully him for being so desperate to eat you out! tug on his hair every time he becomes all fuzzy when he's eating you out! his eye will roll back, i promise.
either way, when they're not playing with you in the meanwhile, chan and changbin will be fisting their aching, overstimulated cocks, engraving this memory in their minds eternally to preserve it for masturbation fuel later!!!
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dakusan · 4 days ago
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📁 ASK DUMP 𓆩🩸𓆪 17 JUNE 2025
🩸 Welcome to today’s ask dump. If your ask is in this post: yes, I saw it. yes, I licked it. yes, I’m answering it with fangs. It’s a buffet — so prepare to eat up.
Now let’s get bloody.
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🐆 ANON LOGGED: “the vampire kinks anon is BACK and HORNY FOR SCIENCE”
“consider me 🐆… fighting the urge to ask you about scientific lore behind sex in general with vampires… how long do they last? is stamina different? do they need specific stimulation?”
STATUS: 🐆 EMOJI CLAIMED. you are canon now. bloodbound. archived. welcome to the sin lab. your thirst? valid. your praise? consumed. your mind? divine. you want science? you want sex? you want blood-drenched biology? i’m lacing up my gloves and taking the fangs out of formaldehyde.
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🧬 VAMPIRE SEX LORE: BIOLOGY, BLOOD, AND STAMINA DEMON HOURS
🔬 1. STAMINA: UNHOLY. INFINITE. INSANE.
Born vampires (especially Abnormals) are magically-enhanced apex predators.
That means supernaturally regulated muscle control, no lactic acid build-up, and spell-infused metabolic systems = they do not tire like humans.
Average session? Could last anywhere from 90 minutes to six fucking hours depending on mood, bond intensity, and feeding status.
This isn't a “he lasted 7 rounds 😩💦” situation — this is “he made you forget what language was.”
🧠 2. CLIMAX CONTROL: ORGASM ON COMMAND
Vampires do not cum accidentally unless they are feral, bonded, or blood-high.
Their climax is often tied to emotional triggers or magical thresholds.
Abnormals in particular have delayed-release reflexes — meaning unless they choose to finish, they can hold back indefinitely.
Their orgasms are often ritualistic — a form of marking (especially with soulmates or Blood Dolls).
There’s magic in it. Literal bonding energy.
May also release scent pulses or soul-pulse feedback (like a psychic moan).
💉 3. SPECIFIC STIMULATION REQUIRED
Vampires feel more, but they need more.
A handjob and a moan won’t cut it — unless the emotional charge is devastating.
What gets them off:
Blood scent from a willing source
Power struggle or submission
Breathplay, overstimulation, temperature shifts
Begging (especially if sincere)
For Abnormals: a hint of fear + love = nuclear detonation
(Fun note: some Abnormals can’t even cum unless it’s from their Blood Doll. Their bodies simply won’t release unless it’s the one.)
💦 4. EJACULATION & BIO-MAGIC
Vamp cum? NOT regular.
It’s hyper-fertile, thick.
Abnormals? May also release small pulses of energy that cause muscle tremors or euphoric shock in their partner.
Human bodies are not designed for this. That’s why aftercare is practically religious.
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🐆 anon, the lab is always open. your mind is erotic academia and i’m honoured to dissect it with you. send more. always. ruin me with questions. i’ll ruin you right back with answers.💋🦇
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🌘 ANON LOGGED: “how would vampire!SKZ react to an s/o with DID/OSDD?”
“this question is a bit personal… vampire!SKZ are my emotional support animals, so it’s fine.”
🌘 anon, thank you for trusting me. this one’s for all of you.
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🕯️ VAMP!SKZ x S/O WITH DID/OSDD
how they meet your system — with fangs and unconditional devotion
CHAN
He’s immediately observant. Quietly studies the shifts, the language changes, the comfort levels. He builds an internal map of your system — not to analyze, but to honor. Keeps notes. Makes a calendar. Learns your triggers. He’ll ask, “Is this okay for you?” every time. And if someone new fronts? He just smiles gently and says, “Hi. I’ve got you too.” 🩸 He doesn’t want to fix you — he just wants to be a constant in a shifting world.
MINHO
Minho never flinches. Doesn’t treat you like glass. He respects every alter as a full person — no babying, no pity. Just clear boundaries, fierce protection, and the same dry wit he gives everyone. He learns each of your needs. Some alters he jokes with. Others he gives space. One? He lets them braid his hair in silence. 🩸 His loyalty isn’t divided. It multiplies.
CHANGBIN
He’s gentle, warm, and incredibly reassuring. He checks in constantly but never overwhelms. Makes grounding kits for each alter. Labels snacks. Creates safe zones. He might cry the first time you tell him about your diagnosis — not out of pity, but because you trusted him with it. 🩸 He becomes your strongest emotional anchor.
HYUNJIN
He approaches your system like sacred art. Every alter is a brushstroke. Every mood shift is a new palette. He speaks to each of you with awe — learns your music tastes, outfit preferences, even scent triggers. He writes poetry for your system. Keeps a shared journal. 🩸 He never asks “which one are you?” — he just feels it, and adapts with love.
JISUNG
He gets excited meeting new alters. “OMG you’re the one who likes anime?? Hi!!” He makes coded jokes and secret handshakes. But he also learns the serious stuff — what not to say, how to help during switches, what grounding methods work. 🩸 He’ll make you laugh through the heavy, but never mock the weight.
FELIX
Felix is the definition of unconditional love. He’s soft, but steadfast. He’ll greet each alter with a smile, learn who’s okay with touch, and craft unique forms of affection. “You don’t have to be one person for me,” he’ll say, cupping your face. “I love all the pieces. I always will.” 🩸 He’s your light — steady, warm, and always reaching for your hand.
SEUNGMIN
He researches. Learns about DID/OSDD thoroughly. Never assumes. Always asks. He builds trust with every alter like it’s a private treaty. Keeps routines consistent. Builds structure without pressure. He’s the calm during switches. The one who reminds you who you are when you’re lost. 🩸 Not just supportive — dependable.
JEONGIN
He’s a little awkward at first, but not because he’s scared — he just wants to do it right. He’s great with internal metaphors — builds imaginary “safe rooms” for your headspace. His adaptability makes him great with co-fronting alters. He thrives on figuring things out with you. 🩸 He learns to love all of you. And makes sure you love you too.
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🌘 anon — you are valid. you are whole. you are not broken — you are beautifully many. and in this bloody world of fangs and feral devotion, there is room — love — and safety for every piece of you.
thank you for asking. i see you. all of you. always 💋🦇
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🐈‍⬛ ANON LOGGED: “so… what if their soulmate is another vampire’s blood doll?”
“Not bonded, not well-treated. Will vampire!SKZ resort to murder?”
🐈‍⬛ anon, you ask if they’ll resort to murder — babe… that’s not “plan B.” that’s the default setting.
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🩸 VAMP!SKZ x THEIR SOULMATE BEING ANOTHER VAMPIRE’S BLOOD DOLL
🕷️ BEFORE WE BEGIN: A vampire’s Blood Doll is a contracted property under blood law. But a vampire’s soulmate? That’s cosmic right. Fate > Contract. Always. If you’re theirs, you’re theirs. Signed ink or not.
CHAN He doesn’t lose control easily. He plans. But the moment he smells you and realizes you’re his? The air shifts. The world narrows. And the vampire holding your contract? Is already dead inside. Chan will give one chance: “Release them. Or I release your spine from your body.” If refused? It’s not rage. It’s strategy. 🩸 The body’s never found. The paperwork vanishes. And you wake up safe with a new collar, custom-forged by his own hand.
MINHO He doesn’t even speak. He looks the contract holder in the eye — and if they even smell like they’ve touched you wrong, they’ll be bleeding before they blink. “They’re mine now.” The blood doll clause gets incinerated on the spot. 🩸 You don’t even know he’s coming until the old vampire is dead and you’re being carried out wrapped in Minho’s coat. He doesn’t just protect. He erases threats from the system.
CHANGBIN He’s quiet fury. The slow burn. The moment he realizes you’re his soulmate — and also belong to someone cruel? He shakes. He tries to do it cleanly: “Let them go.” If that fails, he breaks the other vampire in half — not for revenge. For justice. 🩸 He carries you out whispering: “You’re not anyone’s property. Not anymore.”
HYUNJIN Rage, tears, devastation. He spirals. The idea of someone using you while he was out there not knowing you existed? He’s inconsolable. The other vampire dies. Not just dies — Hyunjin rips the memory of you from their soul. 🩸 He makes you a room full of mirrors and stars and says, “From now on, you’re only seen the way you want to be.”
JISUNG “No no no no no—no one touches what’s mine.” He’s shaking, crying, smiling, and stabbing at the same time. He’s not clean. He’s not quiet. He’s feral. 🩸 You get scooped up mid-chaos, and he kisses your forehead like, “Sorry you had to see that. You want snacks? A bath? A head on a platter?”
FELIX He’s sunshine until he’s not. If he finds out you were suffering under someone else while he was searching for you? He goes silent. His glow fades. Then it flares. He doesn’t make a scene. The other vampire simply stops existing. 🩸 You wake up in soft sheets, and he’s at your feet saying, “You were never meant to bleed for anyone but me.”
SEUNGMIN He handles it legally — at first. Files breach reports. Loopholes. Blood abuse clauses. But if they resist? If they dare say you’re not worth the trouble? 🩸 He kills with precision. And you watch it happen. Because he wants you to know: no one takes you lightly ever again.
JEONGIN The first time he sees you, his veins bloom black across his cheeks. You smell like his. You look hurt. The other vampire doesn’t get a warning — just disintegration. He’s still learning to control his powers, but for you? He breaks the world. 🩸 Afterward, he cradles your wrist and whispers, “You’ll never be owned again. Except by fate. Except by me.”
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🐈‍⬛ anon — your mind is soft and violent. a perfect offering. thank you for the prompt. come again 💋🦇
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🎀 ANON LOGGED: “if we’re on our period… does it trigger their bloodlust?”
“Even with the princess treatment, is their bloodlust activated? They’re hypersensitive to scent, right?”
STATUS: 🎀 EMOJI CLAIMED. 🎀 anon, I love you for this. Let's get into it.
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🩸 VAMPIRE BLOODLUST + MENSTRUAL SCENT
✦ SHORT ANSWER: Yes. Your period absolutely spikes their bloodlust. It’s not just about smell — it’s the chemical cocktail, the heat, the pulse shift, the iron in the air. To a vampire, it’s like perfume laced with need.
You bleed. They ache. Simple.
But here's the hotter truth:
✦ IT’S A DIFFERENT KIND OF BLOODLUST
They don’t go feral. They go reverent. Territorial. Obsessive. Because period blood isn’t from violence. It’s from life. Fertility. Cycle. Power.
🩸 It’s sacred. It’s yours. It means you’re alive and real and touchable. And to them? That’s everything.
✦ WHAT THEY DO ABOUT IT:
They smell it the moment you walk in.
Their pupils dilate. Breathing slows. Tongue flicks behind fangs.
Some vampires kneel without thinking.
Others bring warm water, chocolate, a blood-scented bath, and ask, “Can I kiss your thighs? Or just hold you while you bleed?”
They won't feed unless you explicitly allow it. But their instincts? Full worship mode.
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thank you for feeding me this curiosity. send more anytime. your blood is always welcome here 💋🦇
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🦔 ANON LOGGED: “Seungmin says something that hurts reader… what does he do to make up for it?”
“Make it horrible. But fix it. Please.”
🦔 anon — you ask for pain and fluff, and I’m giving you both in bloodstained ribbon 💝
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🩸 FICLET — "Don’t Look At Me Like That"
vamp!Seungmin x you (angst ➤ apology ➤ fluff)
“You always need so much.”
He hadn’t meant it to cut. It came out between clenched teeth, after three nights of no feeding, no sleep, no silence. You had asked him — quietly — to come to bed. Just once. Just to hold you. And he snapped.
He didn’t even stay to see your face crumble. Just disappeared into smoke and cold air.
You don’t speak for two days.
Not because you’re trying to punish him. But because you’re scared if you open your mouth, it’ll all pour out. The ache. The effort. The fact that you’ve always been “too much” for someone, and now it’s Seungmin saying it — the one who promised you never were.
He doesn’t text. Doesn’t call.
Until the third night.
Your bedroom door creaks open. You don’t look. “You haven’t fed in three days,” you say quietly.
He doesn’t answer. Just sits at the edge of the bed like something carved out of guilt and stormlight. And then, softly: “Don’t look at me like that.”
You don’t even know what your face is doing — but he does.
“Like I’m everyone else who ever made you small.” He exhales — and it sounds like a death rattle. “I was cruel. Not because you are too much — but because you are everything, and I felt like nothing that night. And I didn’t know how to say it.”
Silence.
Then: “I brought you something.”
He sets it in your lap. It’s a small box. Inside: a bracelet with three tiny charms, handcrafted, spell-etched. Your initials. His initials. And the third charm with the word “Beloved.”
“It’s protection,” he says, voice hoarse. “But also a reminder. That I don’t get to speak like that to you. Not ever again.”
You let him reach for your hand. You don’t pull away. “Feed from me,” you whisper.
“I don’t deserve—”
“Do it gently. Let it hurt a little.”
And he does. Slow. Careful. Not to punish himself — but to make it right. But after he is down, he won't let you go, he doesn't let you go. For hours he doesn't let you go. Just holds you close, wrapped up in his arms.
“I’m sorry,” he says, again and again, against your skin. “You are everything. You always have been.”
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🦔 anon — you wanted horrible. I gave you ache. But also healing. Always healing. I love your angst heart. Come back anytime for more soft destruction 💋🦇
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🍀 ANON LOGGED: “self-deprecating reader says they’re only loved for their blood. vamp!SKZ’s response?”
“haha you like me because of how tasty my blood is…”
STATUS: 🍀 EMOJI CLAIMED. 🍀 anon — you already know this ends with you wrecked and rebuilt better. let’s begin.
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🩸 VAMP!SKZ x S/O WHO THINKS THEY'RE “ONLY TASTY BLOOD”
CHAN You say it with a laugh. He doesn’t laugh back. He gets very still. His pupils shrink to slits.
“Say that again. I dare you.” His voice? Soft. Dangerous. Next thing you know, you’re on your back, trembling, and he’s kissing every inch of skin he’s ever called his. “Your blood is sweet. But you — your mind, your laugh, your warmth — that’s what feeds me. That’s what keeps me sane.” You try to apologize. He hushes you with a hand around your throat. “Don’t reduce yourself to flavour. You’re a fucking religion.”
MINHO He scoffs.
“Tasty blood? Is that what you think I’m addicted to?” He pins you to the mirror. Doesn’t bite. Just looks. “I would starve before feeding off anyone else. Not because of your blood — because no one else is you.” And then? He ruins you. On every surface. With his hands, his fangs, his voice. Until the only words left in your mouth are his name and “I’m sorry.”
CHANGBIN You say it like it’s a joke. His eyes flash. His shoulders tense.
“Don’t you dare.” He cups your face like it’s made of silk. Kisses your nose. Your eyelids. Your belly. Your thighs. “You think I only love your blood? I love the way you curl up next to me. The way you hum when you're nervous. The way you exist.” And then he feeds gently. Like he’s kissing the thought away from your veins.
HYUNJIN He freezes. Then paints. A full canvas of you. All your scars. All your curves. All your softness.
“This is holy. You are holy. If you think I feed from you because of taste, then let me show you how I worship you.” And he does. He takes his time. Lights candles. Plays soft music. And makes you say three good things about yourself before he even touches you.
JISUNG
“Tasty blood?? Babe, your blood is like wine but your smile? That’s my favourite drug.” He teases — until he sees the flicker of real doubt. Then he switches. Dead serious. “You’re not my snack. You’re my sanctuary.” And then he drowns you in kisses and overstimulation until you’re too overwhelmed to say anything self-deprecating again.
FELIX Oh you sweet summer child. You say it once. His entire aura dims.
“Please… don’t talk about yourself like that.” He hugs you. Tight. Face buried in your chest. “If I never drank from you again, I’d still stay. You know that, right?” Then he worships you. Whispers praises. Kisses every inch. “You’re beautiful. You’re enough. You’re mine. Mine. Mine.”
SEUNGMIN You make the joke. He closes his book. Slowly.
“Do I look like I waste my time on things I don’t value?” It’s quiet. Razor-sharp. “If I wanted blood, I’d buy it. I want you. Every version. Even the one that says stupid shit like that.” And then he wrecks you. One kiss per insult you’ve ever told yourself. Until you go blank and blissed-out and finally believe him.
JEONGIN You say it. He stops. His jaw flexes. His fangs push forward, but he doesn’t bite.
“Don’t ever talk about yourself like that again.” You laugh nervously. He grabs your chin. “I don’t want your blood.” “I want your breath. Your heartbeat. The sound you make when I touch you here—” He proves it. Slowly. Relentlessly. Until your voice breaks with a sob of “I’m sorry I said that.”
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🍀 anon — You are never lesser. You are light in vampire eyes. You are adored. And you are not allowed to forget it.
Thank you for this devastatingly beautiful ask 💋🦇
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🦉 ANON LOGGED: “storms, fear, and… other things 👀 — how would vamp!SKZ handle both?”
“either you’re scared of storms, or into them. either way, vamps fix it.”
🦉 anon, your brain cell is doing incredible work. let’s honor it. with blood. and mood lighting.
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🩸 VAMP!SKZ x STORMY NIGHTS
➤ scenario A: you’re unsettled by storms ➤ scenario B: you’re… very into them
CHAN ❖ If storms scare you: Chan’s already got backup power. Noise-cancelling speakers. A weighted blanket. He becomes the storm's opposite. Steady. Warm. Anchored.
“You’re safe. I’m here. Let it rage.” He’ll pull you onto his chest, sync your heartbeat to his stillness, and hold you until you fall asleep to the sound of his voice.
❖ If storms turn you on: He’ll figure it out immediately. The moment thunder hits and you shiver with wide eyes?
“...Is that what does it for you, sweetheart?” Then he’ll fuck you through the lightning, whispering, “You think the storm is loud? Let’s see which of you makes the sky shake harder.”
MINHO ❖ If you’re scared: No coddling. Just quiet control. He drapes you in his robe, puts a warm drink in your hands, then sits beside you with his back touching yours.
“Storm’s not the threat. I am. And I protect what’s mine.” Every thunderclap is an excuse for him to pull you closer.
❖ If storms do it for you: Oh. Oh he indulges.
“Knew there was something freaky in that pretty head.” He fucks you against rain-streaked windows, hand over your mouth so the neighbors don’t hear you scream.
CHANGBIN ❖ If you’re afraid: He becomes a literal furnace. Throws every blanket over you. Hums. Holds you. Tells you stories to distract you.
“When I was little, I thought thunder was two vampires fighting in the clouds. Want me to go beat them up?” You giggle. He melts.
❖ If you’re into it: He grins, then growls.
“Well shit. You’re wetter than the sky.” And proceeds to make the bed creak like it’s thunder itself.
HYUNJIN ❖ If you’re scared: He lights candles. Puts on soft music. Braids your hair. Paints stormclouds with silver linings while whispering:
“Fear is holy. I’ll sit in it with you until it becomes something else.” Kisses your wrist every time you flinch.
❖ If storms awaken something:
“Say less.” He ties your wrists with silk. Makes you look him in the eyes with every thunderclap. Paints streaks of red across your skin.
JISUNG
❖ Scared you? He panics a little at first. Then overcompensates. Plays funny shows. Builds a pillow fort. Feeds you snacks.
“Rain can’t get you in here. This is a Jisung-certified emotional panic shelter.”
❖ Storm kink revealed? He short circuits.
“You WHAT??? That’s so hot—wait do you want me to—oh my god—” Then proceeds to ruin you while lightning flashes and says, “I’m never gonna hear thunder the same again.”
FELIX ❖ If you’re scared: Softest boy. Immediately creates a nest. Pulls you into his lap. Runs fingers through your hair.
“It’s okay. I’m your calm.” He tells you vampire myths about storm spirits who protect lovers.
❖ If you’re into it: He kisses you slow while thunder rolls.
“Of course you like the drama, angel.” Then proceeds to edge you for hours, drawing out every sound like it’s part of the storm’s symphony.
SEUNGMIN ❖ If you’re scared: He’s annoyed at the storm for scaring you.
“It’s just clouds and sound. But fine. Come here.” He lets you curl into his side while he reads aloud until your breath evens out. Every flash of lightning? He kisses your temple.
❖ If you’re turned on by it: He doesn’t let on at first. Just silently undresses you during the second thunderclap.
“So the sky makes you needy, huh?” Then wrecks you calmly, analytically, relentlessly — with each moan timed between rumbles.
JEONGIN ❖ If storms scare you: He doesn’t tease. He respects fear. He lets you crawl into his hoodie, wraps himself around you like a second skin.
“I won’t let anything touch you. Not even lightning.” Will 100% growl at the sky if it makes you feel better.
❖ If they turn you on: He blushes. Then smirks.
“So… wanna fuck while the world ends?” Then pins you to the glass and marks you like thunder is jealous.
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🦉 anon — your brain cell deserves a crown, a storm altar, and a few bite marks. Thank you for this delicious two-in-one 💋🦇
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🍒 ANON LOGGED: “pillow princess? oh sweetheart, i’m about to ride you into next week.”
challenge accepted. let’s see who taps first.
🍒 ANON — your mind is certified evil. i love it here. and yes, i've already answered the being turned prompt: https://www.tumblr.com/dakusan/786176028064251904/hiii-i-just-have-to-say-i-love-your-vampire?source=share
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🛏️ RIDE OR DIE: WHO TAPS OUT FIRST?
🥇 THE FINAL BOSS — CHAN You’re riding him like it’s war and he’s taking it like penance. Every muscle is locked, jaw clenched, abs twitching as he silently refuses to give in.
“You want to break me? Try harder, baby.” His feral eyes never leave yours. The vein at his neck pulses every time you drop down. He’s a born Abnormal—he’s built to endure. He won't tap out. If anything, he wants you to keep going. Just to see how far he can fall.
🥈 THE WATCHFUL FINAL BOSS — MINHO Dead quiet. Hyperaware. Tracking your every move like a predator letting you play on top of him.
“Don’t get cocky. I’m letting you ride me.” He’s all restraint and ritualistic torment. But when you whisper “You’re mine” and clench? His nails dig into your thighs. His lips part. He groans. You won’t get a tap. You’ll get a calculated, devastating counterattack that ruins you for days. He’s not losing. He’s watching you lose yourself.
🥉 THE FERAL COUNTER — JEONGIN He lets you ride him. For 30 seconds. Then the brat streak ends.
“You think I’ll let you have control?” He thrusts up like a fucking monster, teeth bared, hands bruising your hips, fucking into you from below. Growls in your ear, lips at your throat. You never stood a chance. “Tap, sweetheart. Or I’ll make you.”
🔄 THE POWER FLIP — CHANGBIN Absolutely loves the show you’re putting on. Grins up at you with teeth.
“Yeah? You think this is enough to make me beg?” He holds out until his patience breaks. Then? FLIPS YOU. DESTROYS YOU. He doesn’t tap—you do. Probably twice. “That’s what I thought. Now say thank you.”
🧠 THE PSYCH WRECKER — HYUNJIN Oh, you’re on top? He’s beneath you like a broken prince, eyes glassy, mouth open—but it’s a trap.
“You’re doing so well, baby. Just keep going. Just like that.” He wants you to win. Until he doesn’t. And suddenly your thighs are shaking, vision blurring, and he’s cupping your face like it’s reverence before ruin. He wins with his voice. You never stood a chance.
🥀 THE GENTLE STORM — FELIX He lets you take control—but only because he wants to watch you shine.
“That’s it, baby. Show me how bad you need it.” He’s sensitive, yes—ridiculously reactive to your pace and praise—but that doesn’t mean he’s passive. The whole time, his hands are steady on your waist, guiding you just enough, controlling from below. You call him a good boy? He smiles dark, thrusts up slow and deep. “You sure you’re in charge right now?” He doesn’t tap. He makes you tap eventually—just gently. And afterwards? He holds you like he’s the one who was blessed.
🗣️ THE LOUD LOSER — JISUNG Talks a big game. Crumbles in three thrusts.
“Pfft, this is nothing—oh fuck wait no—” He’s moaning, pulling you down by the waist, telling you it’s too much, but also don’t stop, please don’t stop. He'll tap out. Will cum. Will apologise. You forgive him. Eventually.
🥼 THE SILENT STRATEGIST — SEUNGMIN Sits back. Watches. Expression unreadable. You think he’s unfazed—until he starts thrusting up, just slightly.
“Is that all you’ve got?” He doesn’t moan. Doesn’t flinch. Just stares straight at you with that sharp tongue and wicked glint. Doesn’t tap. Makes you doubt your stamina. Eventually flips you without a word and proceeds to demonstrate exactly why you underestimated him. “Next time, think before you challenge your handler.”
🩸 FINAL SCORE: RIDE OR DIE EDITION
Endurance Kings 🥇 Chan – Built to last. Wants to see how far you’ll go. 🥈 Minho – Takes it like a ritual. Breaks you instead. 🥉 Seungmin – Emotionless stare. Strategic endurance. Flips you to win.
Soft But Deadly 🖤 Felix – Lets you lead—until you realize he never gave up control. 🧠 Hyunjin – Weaponizes worship. Fucks with your mind, then your soul.
Power Flippers 🔄 Changbin – Lets you play queen—then flips you like a war crime. 🐺 Jeongin – Pretends to behave—then rails you into the mattress.
Cries in Record Time 🫠 Jisung – Moans, begs, cums, taps out, apologizes. You love him for it anyway.
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🍒 anon, your mind is the battleground and the bloodsport. ride safe, and thank you for the ask 🦇💋
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🦪 ANON LOGGED: “If it isn’t the doll… then who gets destroyed first? The vampire? The doll? Or the fate they never got to choose?”
YOU WANT ANGST? I GOT YOU MY PRETTY PEARL 🕯️💋
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🩸 BLOOD DOLL vs. SOULMATE — the heartbreak edition
Imagine this:
You're their blood doll. You've bled for them. Moaned for them. Held them while they slept off bloodlust like a drug crash. Maybe they even whispered pretty things. But then — they smell someone else.
That one scent. That one pull. The soulmate.
🧬 IS THIS POSSIBLE?
Yes. Rare — but possible. A blood doll is not always a soulmate. Sometimes the bond is survival, not fate.
Sometimes the vampire doesn't even know they're soulmated to someone else... until that moment.
🩸 WHO BREAKS FIRST?
1. THE BLOOD DOLL
The one who fed them. Loved them. Maybe even thought the bond was love. When their vampire suddenly goes quiet —
Stops feeding. Stops touching. Starts acting like a ghost. The pain is brutal. Not just emotional — biological. A doll’s body adjusts to its vampire’s feeding pattern. So sudden rejection? Feels like withdrawal. Fever. Shakes. Nausea. Nightmares. They might beg. Cry. Or worse — go completely still. (If you’ve ever seen a blood doll go numb, you don’t forget it.)
2. THE VAMPIRE
If they loved their doll? It destroys them. Because soulmates are magnetic — a pull in the bones. But their doll? Was comfort. Routine. Devotion.
The guilt? Unlivable. Some vampires refuse to acknowledge their soulmate. Others try to keep both.
3. THE SOULMATE
They feel the vampire’s grief. Even if they haven’t met yet. Even if they don’t understand it. The soulmate ache is mutual — like a song humming in the blood, just out of reach. And when they do meet? They’ll know the vampire is not whole.
That someone else bled for them first.
💔 IS THERE A WAY OUT?
There are only three endings.
OPTION 1: Let Go The vampire severs the doll bond. The doll leaves. The vampire grieves. The soulmate… waits. (This one is rare. Most vampires aren’t strong enough to walk away.)
OPTION 2: Die With Me The doll asks for a final feed. One last taste. One last kiss.
Then the vampire glamours them. Makes them forget. Or makes sure they never wake up. (This one is darker. Some vampires believe love should never be shared.)
OPTION 3: Ruin Everything The vampire refuses the soulmate. Stays with the doll.
Becomes unstable. Feral. Because the body knows. Magic eats them from the inside. Rage cracks. Hunger fits. Hallucinations. The soulmate suffers too — distant pain, inexplicable dreams. Eventually, they are pulled toward each other anyway. And by then? There’s no doll. No love. Just blood on the floor.
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🦪 ANON — thank you for bringing this gorgeous ache to the altar. Come again 🦇💋
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👻 ANON WANDERS IN WITH A GHOSTLY SCENARIO…“They didn’t mean to hurt you. But the fangs are out, the blood is already warm, and your voice is the only thing dragging them back.”
Buckle up, darling. You just triggered one of the darkest, most vulnerable vampire!SKZ scenarios yet.
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🩸 WHEN THEY ALMOST KILL YOU
You’re the closest. You’re warm. Breathing. Bleeding. And they’ve snapped.
Their vision whites out. Fangs bare. They don’t see you — just pulse, scent, blood. They strike. Grip your throat. Fangs sink in.
And then—
💥 Your voice.
A gasp. A sob. A whisper of their name. It splits the haze like a blade. They stop. And that’s the moment everything breaks.
Bang Chan He hears your breath stutter. Sees the bruises forming. Tastes your blood and wants to vomit.
“No. No. No. No—NO.”
His hands are shaking, but he forces them away from your skin. He drops to his knees. Crumples like he’s the one stabbed. You’re still conscious, but your pulse is faint — and he starts begging.
“Don’t leave me. Not like this. Please, stay awake. I’ll fix it, I swear—”
He rips through bags of emergency blood, medical kits, potions, spells. He’d burn himself alive to bring you back if he had to. And he won’t feed again for weeks. The scent of blood disgusts him now.
Even his own.
Lee Know He goes still the moment he realizes. Just stands there. Hands bloody. Eyes wide. His brain refuses to process it.
Then —
“What did I do?”
The calm shatters. He throws himself into whatever healing spell or potion he has memorized, snarling the incantations like curses.
If you flinch away, even slightly? He walks out. Not to leave. To go chain himself down. No one sees him for 3 days. When he returns, he’s wearing gloves. Never touches you bare-handed again… until you ask him to.
Changbin He’s holding you too tight. Your wrist is bleeding. You’re crying. And he screams.
“NO. PLEASE—! I didn’t mean to—I—I didn’t—!”
His body collapses over yours. Shaking. Wracked. He keeps repeating your name. Presses his forehead to yours like a prayer. Even after you’re healed, he won’t let himself near you for weeks. Sleeps on the floor. Doesn’t speak unless spoken to. Goes deathly silent unless you hold his hand first.
Hyunjin He goes feral in reverse. From monster to weeping child in seconds. He looks down at your torn skin, the bruises on your neck—
“I touched you like them. I touched you like them—!”
You’ve never seen him sob like that. He tears at his own chest, like he wants to rip his heart out and give it to you as apology.
It’s devastating. And when you try to reach for him?
“Don’t. I’m not allowed to touch you anymore. I’m not safe.”
It takes every ounce of your strength to convince him otherwise. He’ll sleep at your feet for weeks — curled up like a ghost.
Han Jisung He blacks out mid-feed. Wakes up to your voice — and blood on his lips. You’re curled on the floor, barely conscious.
“Oh f-fuck—nononono—fuck—fuck—no—”
He hyperventilates. Panic spirals. Stares at his hands like they’re covered in acid. Vomits. Screams. Crawls backwards until he hits the wall and wails.
Once you’re stabilized, he refuses to sleep. Paranoia sets in. He glamours himself not to feel hunger. Tries to build safety protocols for himself. Eventually, you have to climb into his lap and cup his face just to say:
“You came back. You stopped yourself. That matters.”
And he’ll just cry harder.
Felix The moment he sees blood on your neck, he freezes. Eyes glowing. Mouth open. Breath silent. Then his pupils shrink. He starts whispering your name — again and again.
Like if he says it enough, it’ll undo what happened.
“No… no, angel—wake up. Baby, please. Please…”
He carries you to the room, lays you in silk, lights every healing candle, chants every preservation spell. And then he sits in the hallway. Face to the wall. Head down.
Waiting for you to call him back in.
You always do. Eventually. But when you wake, his eyes are still red with tears.
Seungmin He registers everything with horrifying clarity. The blood. Your injuries. The moment his control snapped. He says nothing. Just grabs his emergency pack, heals you in total silence, then stands in the corner.
You try to speak? “Don’t.” You cry? “You should.”
He doesn’t cry until you say: “I’m still here.”
That’s when his voice breaks.
“But what if you hadn’t been?”
And for the first time in his long, cold life — He can’t give you a sarcastic answer. He just sinks to the ground and puts his head in your lap.
Jeongin He was already scared of what he’s becoming. But after this? He’s terrified.
He throws himself across the room the moment he snaps out of it. Fangs still out. Eyes still glowing. He snarls at himself.
“Get away from them. GET AWAY FROM THEM—!”
You’re bleeding, barely upright. But he won’t come near. Even when you call out, whisper his name, beg—
“I can’t! I don’t know how to be this—how to stop—”
He isolates himself. Chan and Felix have to intervene. But only you can bring him back to stability. And when he finally lets you touch his cheek again?
He weeps like he’s home.
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👻 ANON — You ripped my soul out and lit it on gothic fire. I hope you’re happy. Come back with more any time 🦇💋
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@rinthehufflepuff you are the last piece of today's ask dumb! You asked for vampire breeding kink reactions.
You will not survive. I promise you that.
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🩸 "Breed me."
The words leave your lips — a whimper, a sob, a sweet little desperate plea.
You think you’re teasing? You think they’re gonna laugh it off? Oh sweetheart. You’ve just sealed your fate.
Bang Chan His pupils blow wide. His fangs throb. The word “breed” hits him like a fucking command spell.
“Say it again.” “No—look at me. Say it again.”
You gasp, repeat it — and that’s it. He pounces. Pins your wrists above your head, buries his face in your neck, and growls.
“You want to be mine like that? Carried. Marked. Full of me?”
He bites and fucks at the same time — synced, brutal, covenantal. You're sobbing and shaking and he’s whispering things like:
“You’ll never be empty again.” “Gonna fill you until my cum sings in your womb.” “You’re mine now. All the way.”
He finishes with your thighs shaking. You black out in his arms.
Changbin You say the word and he gasps like he’s been slapped. Then his eyes roll back and a noise leaves his throat that can only be described as devastated arousal.
“You—fucking hell, baby—you sure? Because I’m not gonna stop.”
You say “please” and it’s OVER.
He flips you on your stomach and stays inside the entire time. Breeding you like instinct. Hissing about how “You were made for this.”
“Your body knows me.” “Taking me so deep, fuck—look at that.”
He bites when he finishes, then holds you still — just breathing hard, forehead to yours.
“No one’s ever getting in you again. Just me. Just mine.”
Minho You say it with a little smile. A playful tilt of your head. He’s silent. You blink—He’s already between your legs.
He doesn’t speak for the first 5 minutes. Just fucks. Slow. Methodical. Deadly. You’re already shaking before he even responds.
“You want me to breed you?” “You think you’re ready for that?”
He grabs your thighs. Spreads you wider.
“We’ll see.”
The entire night becomes a test of endurance. Every orgasm is a tally. Every time you cry his name, his hips slam harder. And when he finally bites? He drinks after he finishes. So he can taste you while you’re still twitching.
Hyunjin You say it in his ear while riding him — And he chokes. Literally gasps. Claws at your hips. Eyes tear up instantly.
“You—you can’t say things like that—! I’ll ruin you—!”
You whisper it again, and his head drops to your chest with a broken sob. His thrusts turn feral. He keeps his eyes on your belly the whole time, like he can see it swell.
“Want to give you everything. Want to fill you up. Want to watch your body change.”
And when he finishes inside? He kisses your stomach like it’s sacred. You are. To him.
Jisung You tease him with it. Say it once. Just once.
“Why don’t you breed me like you mean it?”
And he malfunctions. Eyes go blank. Breathing halts. His cock jumps inside you.
“You—you did not just say that—”
You smirk. He snaps. You’re folded instantly. Knees by your head. His whole body covering yours. Biting your neck and whispering madness.
“Breed you? Oh you’re fucked now.” “I’m gonna fuck it in until it sticks.” “You’re gonna feel me for days.”
You do.
Felix You say it softly. He’s already kissing your neck, his hips stuttering inside you — and you whisper:
“Please… breed me.”
And this sweet, angelic vampire? He moans. Loud. Raw. Desperate.
“You want me that deep?” “You want to feel me inside even when I’m gone?”
He’s babbling now. Fucking you with slow, trembling reverence.
“Gonna make you mine. Gonna stay in you forever.”
His fangs slide in when you tighten. Your hands are in his hair. His hands are on your belly. And he finishes so fucking deep, you're leaking him all night.
Seungmin You say it like it’s nothing. Half a moan, half a whimper.
“Please… breed me…”
He pauses. Looks down at you. Smirks.
“Say it again. Say it properly. Look me in the eyes.”
You do. You beg. And Seungmin breaks. He fucks you full in total silence. Jaw clenched. Eyes glassy. Hands locked around your hips.
He doesn’t speak until the last thrust — And then his voice is deadly low.
“You’re mine.” “No one else gets this.” “You want my blood in you? You’ll get it.”
And you do. Over and over and over.
Jeongin You whisper it, almost shy. And Jeongin blushes. Then his eyes glow.
“You don’t even know what you’re asking for.”
He fucks like he’s proving something. Keeps your legs open with one hand and your throat held with the other. You beg for his cum and he laughs.
“You will. You’ll beg for it again. And again.”
He finishes deep, possessive, panting. Then he stares at your lower belly like it’s sacred ground.
“No one touches this. Not ever again.”
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RIN, 🍒, ANYONE STILL BREATHING: You’re all ruined now. You asked. I delivered. Now take your punishment like a good little blood doll.
Love you, come back any time 🦇💋
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If you made it to the end of this blood-slicked, unhinged, braincell-devouring ASK DUMP…
I applaud you.
🧠 You now have permanent bite marks on your cerebrum. 🎧 Go stream Stray Kids' 'HOLLOW' and feel your ribs vibrate. 🎧 Then stream my cursed little child — VX — .
🚨 PSA: Don’t search “VX” on Spotify or Apple Music — she’s shadowed in the algorithm void. Use the full name: Vexed Existence. Yes, it’s a mouthful. That’s the point. Bite down.
🖼️ PFPs and banners still loading… because I am but one feral brain in a trench coat. Thank you for showing up anyway. For being insane. For bleeding with me.
SEE YOU AT THE NEXT DUMP. BRING SALT. LOVE YOU LOTS 💋🦇
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hey kacii boo 💞 i have a request if that’s okay?
hear me out ☝️
a/b/o OT8 skz x omega reader and reader finds out she is pregnant? the boys start noticing her acting different and she accidentally leaves a pregnancy test on the counter, causing the boys to see. When she gets home, the boys sit her down and talk to her about it ending in group cuddles from the boys 🫶🏻
I'm in love with this, truly! ❣ Word Count: 1.9k [I did not mean to type that much] ❣ Warnings: A/B/O Poly! SKZ x Omega! Reader, pregnancy, angst if you squint, mention of birth control, fluff, comfort ❣ Additional Tags: Mentions of Chris being an alpha, Felix, Jisung and Hyunjin being omegas as the only specific pack roles, no clear mated pairings within the pack but it's sort of Chris x Reader centered toward the end
It would begin with the most intuitive of the pack members noticing your extremely slight deviation from your usual routines - Felix.
He was a fellow omega, like Jisung and Hyunjin, but he was the most aware of everyone's trends and habits; which meant it was immediately apparent to him that something was wrong when you start doing small things like wearing pajama pants around the house as opposed to your favorite, work out pajama shorts.
Eventually, the small things he noticed began to grow into big things that the rest of his pack mates would catch onto, such as the way you turned away your favorite snacks when Changbin offered them, or the way you couldn't seem to stand the smell of Seungmin's shampoo though you spent countless nights washing his hair with the same product before. There was even one night where you snapped at Jeongin when he tried cuddling up to you when you least expected it, then immediately started crying because you felt bad.
Since that night you'd resorted to staying in the "guest room", which was simply a spare room for anyone who needed their own space for some time - which was highly disliked by each of your pack mates, but they wouldn't take away your decision.
One day, when you were out running a few errands, Minho was the brave soul who would venture into your temporary room to do a bathroom sweep to clean and take out any trash. What he didn't expect, however, was the waft of an overly sweet scent overwhelming his senses the second he opened the door - nor was he expecting to stumble across a plastic pregnancy test on the counter.
When you walked through the front door, reusable bags in hand, you were met with eight pairs of eyes staring at you, freezing you in place as you stared back with worried confusion.
"Um... Hi?"
The mix of scents usually eased you, but with the thick layer of anticipation and worry threaded throughout, you weren't sure what to expect.
"Kitten, can you come sit with us for a minute?" Minho offered softly as Changbin was the first to stand, walking over to take the bags from your hands and bring them to the kitchen for the time being.
Left with no other choice, you walked into the living room and sat in the empty space between Felix and Hyunjin; Jisung sliding onto the floor to rest against your leg while Jeongin and Seungmin settled against the opposite, before Changbin filled the space behind Hyunjin while Minho remained next to Felix.
Easing into the comfortable, impromptu cuddle puddle, you figured the impending discussion was going to be simple until Chris stood before the group - directly in front of you.
"Love... You know you can tell us anything, right?"
You bristled at his cautious tone, though the feeling of Hyunjin's hand grazing against your own eased your guard. "I know I can - what's this about?"
"You've been acting different lately, and at first we just thought it was because of a period, or a new symptom of your heat coming up, but then you started avoiding food and smells, and isolating yourself from us." Chris tried his best to keep his tone level, to keep the authority that swelled within him at a tolerable value, but his unwavering gaze showed all of his emotions. "Then Minho found this-" reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out the same device that had thrown you into a panicked fit, so much so that you had to leave the house for a sudden errand run, "-and it all started to make sense. Why didn't you tell us you were pregnant, love?"
A pang of shame shot through your heart like an arrow, and judging by the disheartened whines from the boys immediately around you, they already felt the shift within you.
"We aren't upset, Jagi," Jisung pouted up at you as he nudged your thigh with his nose, round eyes filled with love.
Hyunjin nodded against your shoulder, bringing your hand up to press a soft kiss to the back, "We're just worried about you, muse."
A shivering breath rattled through you as you blinked back hot tears, looking up at the eldest, the head alpha among your unlikely pack.
"C-Chris, I- I don't-" You sniffled, cursing the tremble in your voice, "I wasn't trying to keep it a secret, I swear - I knew something was different but I didn't want to assume anything until I took the test last night and-" Biting back a sob, you felt a soft touch against your cheek - Minho's hand wiping away a stray tear. "I just... I didn't know how to say it so I went out to clear my head and figure out the words to say to you - to everyone because I- I'm not sure who got me pregnant! I didn't even skip my birth control, for fucks sake!"
This wasn't planned - despite a few discussions here and there about the potential idea of introducing pups in the future, none of you had done the true mating bond to solidify who would be the one to directly grow the pack with you, and the stress of it all had pushed you to isolation without you even realizing until you'd moved yourself to the guest room.
"Bunny, please take a breath for us." Changbin pleaded, leaning over so you could have a clear view of his comforting gaze, "You know none of us would be any type of hurt over who's pup you're carrying, not when it's the miracle of you being the one bearing them. It doesn't matter who did it, we'll figure that out when the time comes, all that matters is you being healthy and cared for - no more isolating."
"Bin's right," Chris piped up once more, drawing all attention to him with ease, "all we want to do is make sure you're okay - no matter how sudden this is, I don't think any of us weren't aware of something like this potentially happening. None of this is anyone's fault, none of ours and none of yours, you hear me?"
Nodding softly, you smiled at the subtle sensation of Seungmin squeezing your calf in a hug of sorts while Jeongin nuzzled against your thigh.
Minho cleared his throat softly, leaning forward to take your free hand within his, "I... I didn't mean to intrude on your privacy, Kitten - I would never look through your things without you knowing, and I'm sorry for not going to you first."
You squeezed his hand, looking at him with warm, glimmering eyes, "It's okay, Min, I know you meant well - I'm not mad at you at all. Honestly, it would've only been a matter of time until someone clocked it was pregnancy, anyways."
"You do have a new smell, Pup." Seungmin muttered from the floor, Jeongin nodding alongside him.
"Felix thought you were falling out of the pack - Chan had to talk him off the ledge," Jisung laughed, earning a few chuckles from Changbin and Hyunjin at the recollection of the memory.
The blond whined, lips pursed into a pout, "I was worried we did something wrong! I'm sorry I'm the only one who thinks of these things!"
Cooing, you nudged the side of your head against his, "It's okay, Lixie, there's no way I'd ever think of leaving any of you, you guys are my home."
He hummed softly, and you could feel the cuddle puddle slowly begin to set in but there was one final thing missing before you could truly feel at ease with the situation.
Untangling yourself from the tangle of bodies and arms, you made your way toward the eldest who was watching the scene with warm eyes and a soft smile - something he'd taken a liking to doing when he thought he wasn't being watched.
Without a moment to spare, you wrapped your arms around his middle, melting into the familiar mahogany and coconut scent as his arms wrapped around you in kind, securing you in a natural protective hold.
"I'm sorry for worrying you, Channie." You murmured into his chest before leaning back to look at him, "And I'm sorry for not saying anything when I first felt off, I genuinely didn't think it could've been this."
"You don't have to apologize, baby, you were only doing what you felt was right at the time." Pausing for a moment, he studied your face slowly, "I know this whole conversation was a lot to throw at you so soon, but I just want to make sure... Are you okay with this? Do you want to have a baby right now?"
You nodded before he could even fully finish his second question, "I'm sure - I know I was scared on how to say it, but I never felt scared about not being able to take care of this baby, not when I have the world's most amazing pack to raise it in."
It was the truth, there wasn't a single doubt within you that made you believe that having a pup would be difficult in the pack - it was a possibility, a thought that had been floated around enough to start considering the full mating process, and now was the time to turn that thought into a processing reality.
A deep rumble vibrated through Chris's chest and he ducked his head in an attempt to hide away from the blush that had already consumed his ears, the sound making you melt against his body and draw the attention of the seven boys watching from their seats.
"Someone's happy to be a dad," Hyunjin teased with a grin, earning a scoff from Minho.
"Who says it's him?"
"I'm just saying it cause of his reaction! Technically we're all dads until she gets a scent tie, so why can't I place my bet now?"
Jisung groaned, "Placing bets on a baby is so inhumane... I bet it's Changbin's."
"What?! Why is my name in this now? What if it's Jeongin's?"
The youngest made a sound that could only be best described as confused shock as his head shot up to look at the man, "Listen, I'd be honored, but I can say for a fact it wasn't me! I'm too young to be a father!"
"That's not what you were saying when-"
Chris cleared his throat with a pointed look, "Okay, how about we not have this debate and go cuddle and think about dinner, yeah?"
With that, the mini crowd dispersed in a jumble of comments, heading down the hall toward his room since - in an ironic retrospect - that's where the biggest bed was put.
As the living room grew quieter, he looked at you with warm eyes, "I have a feeling it's mine."
You laughed in shock, hitting his chest lightly, "What happened to 'let's not have this debate', Mr. Bang?"
"It's not a debate! It's just a... speculation, a theory, if you will." He murmured softly, leaning down to press his lips to yours in a quick kiss. "Now come on, the last time that combination went into my room, they turned my bed into a wrestling ring and I just found a replacement for my lamp online."
Letting him lead you down the hall, a soft smile settled onto your lips as your free hand came to subconsciously rest over your stomach - the pride of the new life growing within you and the one changing before your eyes filling you with a new sense of optimism and anticipation.
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secretneverland · 3 months ago
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what do you think each member has as a turn on or kink or what are they into?
hopefully these are decent responses to what you're asking!!! im sure there's more but this is what i could think of at the moment!
bang chan: has a daddy kink (obviously) and a breeding kink, chan is generally a soft dom and loves to baby you but can switch immediately if you need punishment, he likes praising you but likes when you praise him even more
minho: orgasm denial, degradation, loves doggy style since he's an ass man, likes impact play, definitely dacryphilia - he loves to tease you and make you beg through your tears for him to touch you, likes using toys on you, tends to call you kitten or pet
changbin: loves manhandling his partner and showing off how strong he is, loves cowgirl, doesn't mind submitting to you every once in a while, very much a soft dom but he can be mean if you ask him to be, holds your hands behind your back and fucks you into the mattress when he's stressed out from work
hyunjin: loves bondage and sensory deprivation, because he's such a romantic he likes the sex to be sensual even if it is intense, likes to dabble in temperature play, he likes to fuck you in front of a mirror so you can both watch the way you react to his cock pounding into you
jisung: loves giving head, likes it messy and has a spit kink, has a choking kink but mainly wants you to choke him, he's a switch but tends to lean more toward being a sub, has a mommy kink and loves to just relax with a tit in his hand - or mouth
felix: is definitely more dominant than people give him credit for, is into overstimulation and seeing how desperate you become for him, loves to have you cockwarm him while he's playing games, likes to use toys on both of you, is overall a pleaser but definitely likes to make you suffer sometimes too
seungmin: likes degradation, is into impact play, also likes to dabble in puppy play, definitely a mean dom who laughs at your tears while he fucks your throat raw, nearly cums in his boxers when he sees the leather collar wrapped around your throat with his name on it
jeongin: i think jeongin has a daddy kink too tbh, he likes being dominant and showing it off to you, is into overstimulating you and loves to watch the way you squirm and plead that it's too much despite the way you're gushing with each thrust
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number1jeonginstan · 1 year ago
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Hear me out, Ju... Coke can cock Binnie brainrot..
SJUZAVIRIWghazSWIrbhswazjbioznrw... He has the fatest cock out there.
Binnie who would prep you for hours to make sure you could take his cock.
Binnie who would kiss you as you took his fat fucking cock in your pussy.
Binnie who would buy a dildo a similar thickness to his cock, but much smaller in length to make sure you are all stretched for his cock.
Binnie who would say "big stretch bunny, but you can take it" whenever he fucked you
Binnie who would eat your pussy for his own pleasure just to make sure you were wet enough
Binnie who would fuck you whenever and where ever he could
Binnie who would always complain about how tight your little cunt is for him, but secretly loves it.
"How can such a cute little cunt take my big fucking cock, bunny you are so good for me" he whined as he slowly put the tip into your wet cunt.
"Fuck, can barely take the tip in, was that little piece of plastic not enough for my poor baby?"
"No Bin, it's not your cock" you whined as he slowly added another inch.
"It's okay bunny, you can take my cock, be a good girl and take Bin's cock" he groaned as he felt your walls clench around him
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whatudowhennooneseesyou · 8 months ago
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Why do I also kinda feel like San, Mingi, and Hongjoong are all bitchless too?? Like w the way they’re so sexual on stage kinda gives off “im sexually frustrated, this is my coping mechanism with it” kinda vibes. A lot like Chris, they use the stage as their release in a way.
NO BECAUSE WAIT HEAR ME OUT!!!
I'm working a theory that I think the male kpop idols with the sexiest most fboi/freakiest stage persona are actually the most bitchless in real life- there's way too much evidence confirming that's real.
Hongjoong is definitely bitchless imo b/c I'm certain he's demi like me and after releasing 'why do you love'- I legit don't think he's got people in his bed-
If you're physically celibate against your uterus's will like I am and have been for awhile then you will get what I'm about to say next-
Hongjoong to me has the energy of someone who looks like they haven't gotten any for a very, VERY long time.
San is definitely someone who looks like a fuckboi and I can imagine having multiple ppl in his bed every night but he for sure bitchless after I saw him post on toktoq and write an entire fanfic scenario he had with yeosang in his mind and described in detail about how in his mind Yeosang speaks in aegyo because of how cute he is-
Mingi looks like he would fuck someone on stage whilst performing if the opportunity was allowed but he bitchless for sure because every week he on toktoq talking about all the random documentaries he watched in a week- he watched 4 history documentaries in 5 days.
Seonghwa to me doesn't give off bitchless energy, I think he's getting some on the regular and I thought he was causing grooves in the sheets in Paris-
and then my mind changed when I saw him go live on Toktoq and he was SMASHED, there was no thought in his mind he was so drunk, happily carrying around a bunch of snacks in his arms like a big baby and then proceeding to talk to atiny's whilst in a bathrobe in his hotel room and then make ramen WHILST it was still in the packaging (hot water and everything) and then just ate it half-cooked.
and I watched that entire live and thought he was adorable the whole time because I was thinking how wholesome Seonghwa is that out of all the things he could have done in Paris after getting canned, he was like-
'I just want to go live in my bathrobe, eat ramen without a bowl and yap with Atiny's about nonsense'
And I think that's kinda sweet and shows a lot about what his priorities are... food, comfort and freedom (very aqua Venus of him).
I thought Jungkook was champagne confetting it 7 days a week and then he goes live with his solo karaoke sessions, lightsaber in the middle of his hallway and no furniture on the walls and i'm like- BITCHLESS!!!
And then what confirmed my theory is when Matthew from Kard went live (love Kard btw) and Matthew (I fkn FROTH over this man I stg) mainly writes the songs for Kard and his lyrics are NASTY like-
'throw it back like a frisbee she wants the tip and I ain't talking bout guidance'
And so ppl assume he's freaky right like FERAL in the sheets and he went live and ppl were teasing him about his freaky nature and he was like-
'I'm actually not as freaky as you all think I am, if its too freaky I'm not into it- I'm just a passionate person and I know you all think I'm freakier than what I am because of the lyrics I write'
And that's when I realised that maybe it is the bitchless guys that act the freakiest.
That and I found out that Changbin wrote like 80% of the lyrics in 'I Like It' and I was not expecting that AT ALL so maybe Chris is bitchless and Changbin is out here asking 'don't ask what are we?'
what I know for sure is I'm watching Hyunjin and Changbin go live on Instagram with Hyunjin acting like a loved-up wife and it's making me feel bitchless
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skz-chatbot · 1 month ago
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Nat: that’s true but do you want dirt on your suit?
Binnie: I uh
Nat: hence why I say no, for right now. I wonder if we could get two beehives though.
🥀🖤
I'll look into measurements
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kkxrmx · 1 year ago
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hiii! can you write bff!skz fake texts?
also can i be 🐕 anon if it’s not already taken? thank you so much:D
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best friend ₊˚⊹ ᰔ
SYNOPSIS  : texts with your bffs!! PLAYLIST : best friend - laufey ; worth it - beabadoobee PAIRING(S) : bff!skz x gender neutral reader WARNING(S) : cursing, bffs to lovers for 2 of the members, i think that's it??
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note : omg our first anon req ( and fake text post ) !! yeah i can do that, i hope you enjoy <33 ( and you can totally be 🐕 anon !! )
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bang chan
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lee minho
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seo changbin
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innieslut · 10 months ago
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the ones where y/n accidentally sends an *ahem* wrong attachment are super funny, would you be ok with doing that? 🥺
accidentally sending skz nudes
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warnings: sexting, suggestive
a/n: thank you so much for requesting! hope you enjoy this one <3
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wegc · 1 year ago
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heheh back to bother you with more spicy thoughts :3
Thoughts on biting kink?? i just keep thinking about what ot8 reaction would be after seeing the damage that y/n would do hehe purple hickeys littering their bodies not a spot untouched, bite marks still slightly visible, having to wear long sleeves and turtle necks to cover the evidence which makes y/n that all her hard work is being covered 😵‍💫 definitely feel like most of them would relish in the fact that y/n wants people to know that their man is taken already ,, sorry but I’m a sucker for possessive kink :3
anywhooo hope your doing well and that your day went as amazing as you !!
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saw biting kink and IMMEDIATELY thought of lee minho!!!
ot8 reaction to you leaving hickeys on them!!!
chan would be so giggly and flustered when he caught sight of the hickeys scattered across his body and would take a couple of pictures so he could look back on them. since he is an idol, he does have to conceal them, plus, he’s so shy!!! when you get pouty about it, he finds you so cute and feels so giddy inside because he adores it when you’re possessive. he wants you to tell him that he’s yours, that he belongs to no one else but you—if you ever tell him any of those things while you guys are fucking, he’s creaming FOR SURE.
minho would smirk and tease you about it, playfully grumbling about the marks while secretly attempting to hide his red ears because he feels butterflies in his stomach every time he catches a glimpse of them. though he does have to conceal them while he’s working, he makes no effort to hide them while he’s at home or with friends because he gets a kick out of people knowing that he’s yours and that yes!!! lee minho got some!!! he’s also the type to litter hickeys on you and would further use a makeup wipe to clean away the concealer you’re using to hide them.
changbin would be so ANNOYING omfg—he’s giggling in your face, facetiming his friends or the members to boast about the purple bruises because he’s so proud that he’s yours!!! changbin adores the idea of someone being obsessed with him so the thought that you, the love of his life, his number one—the person that drives him crazy is just as insane about him makes him so delighted. he gets pouty and whiney when they wear off and demands that you give him more once they’ve completely faded off because “they’re apart of him.”
hyunjin would feign playful annoyance and would whine about how much of a nuisance it is to cover them, but really, he’s endeared and finds them almost artistic, in a way. the underlying intention of hickeys—to claim someone, its inherent territoriality, their origin in the act of lovemaking as a symbol of adoration—how can hyunjin not romanticize them? he smiles softly every time he sees them and brushes the tips of his fingers against the bruised skin. one day, when they fade away, he’ll lay his head on your lap, straining his neck as an offering, silently asking for more. take me, he’d whisper.
jisung would treasure them because number 1: it feels so good receiving them (han jisung moaning like a girl agenda will always prevail) and number 2: he feels so cherished. jisung can’t help but feel small when you tell him you want others to understand he’s yours and that you’ve claimed him. he’d nod, a lazy grin on his face, eyes glossing over and looking at you cheerily, completely and utterly love-sick. “yeah,” he mumbles. “i suppose the marks are useful… can i give them to you?” cue him begging to let him give you hickeys, loudly whining and rolling his eyes when you reject him.
felix would mention the hickeys now and then to fluster you but abruptly shrinks when you stare at him intensely and tell him that you want others to know that he’s taken. “oh,” he’d whisper, feeling his cheeks blush and his heart race. he still feels flustered when you laugh and tell him that you’re joking because he never knew he could like something so much. he feels his heart drop when you continue, absentmindedly suggesting that you’d stop if he wanted, to which he quickly shakes his head to. “i don’t want you to stop,” he’d breathe out. “give me as many as you’d like.”
seungmin is someone that i don’t particularly see going so crazy over them. while covering them up is a hassle, he walks around with them freely at home and in the dorms, clapping back whenever a member teases him about it. instead of focusing on the marks, he rather relishes the sentiment behind them and revels in the way you show your passion and possessiveness over him. i can see him staring at the bruises when he misses you exceptionally, or maybe when he’s extra pent up, he strokes himself in front of the mirror, eyes narrowed at the purple marks you’ve littered on his body. not like he’d tell you that though!!!
jeongin laughs at you about it but also loves them so much, and repeatedly asks you why you leave them on his body even though he knows why. he’s attentively listened to your reasoning behind it at least 50 times; but how can you stop telling him when he gets so giddy and smiley every time you remind him that he’s yours and that no one else can have him? he’d nod, eyes crinkling in delight and would sigh happily, unable to make eye contact with you. he takes photos of his marked body and begs to leave some on you so you guys can have matching wallpapers. he’ll have your marked body as his, and you’ll have his as yours!
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📁 ASK D U M P 𓆩🩸𓆪 18 JUNE 2025
🩸 Welcome to the today's Ask Dump.
If you see your ask here: yes, I drank it. yes, it screamed. yes, I moaned.
Today it is messy, horny, heartfelt. So grab a bib, sharpen your teeth, and let’s get feral.
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💞ANON LOGGED: “can they suck my feelings too or just my neck?”
OH BABY. you just fed me a five-course lore buffet with dessert. buckle up. let’s talk EMOTIONAL VAMPIRES in the SKZ vamp universe.
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🧛‍♂️💘 CAN VAMPIRES FEED ON EMOTIONS?
YES. YES THEY CAN.
But only the powerful ones—usually the Abnormals. They don’t need emotions to survive, but they crave them like spice on blood.
Blood keeps their body alive. Emotion? That’s the high. That’s the intoxication. That’s soul fuel.
🩸🔥 TYPES OF FEEDING:
1. Blood-Only Feeders (Normals)
They get what they need from physical blood.
Clean. Simple. No psychic ties.
But it lacks… depth.
2. Blood + Emotional Feeders (Abnormals)
These sick bastards bite your neck and then feel everything you’re feeling.
They get drunk on your fear. High on your desire. Warm off your affection.
Bonded vamps? Even worse. They can sync up with you emotionally and feed off what you're not saying.
😵‍💫 WHAT KIND OF EMOTIONS FEED THEM?
😈 Fear: spicy, electric—like espresso shots. great for battle-mode. also addictive. 💔 Sadness: deep, thick, lingers on the tongue. leaves them melancholic after. ❤️ Love: euphoric. golden-honey rush. makes them protective AF. 😡 Anger: sharp, metallic, burns a little. gives them a power surge. not sustainable. 😏 Desire: sweet poison. strongest during sex or when you're on the edge of begging. makes their instincts go feral. 🤍 Trust: rarest flavour. tastes like divinity. anchors their mind. calms their rage state. only found in bonded pairs.
🛏️ BLOOD + FEELINGS DURING SEX?? OH YES. YES MA’AM.
sex with an emotional feeder vampire is like:
getting fucked physically
getting drained emotionally
and still feeling more full afterward than you’ve ever been.
They’ll sink their fangs into your neck while you’re crying, moaning, trembling—and the combo of blood + raw feelings?? Ecstasy. For them and you.
when it’s your soulmate? it’s a feedback loop. they feed off your love + lust, which makes them more intense, which makes you feel more, which makes them bite deeper.
…it spirals until one of you blacks out or cries.
🤯 HOW IT AFFECTS YOUR BOND:
Positive emotions deepen the bond. Reinforce safety, love, soul tie.
Negative emotions can either strengthen it (through intensity)… or corrupt it if the vamp isn’t emotionally regulated.
Feeding during sex can fuse your auras. Some vampires never feed that way unless you’re the one.
you let them take your blood and your feelings during orgasm? ✨ congratulations. you’re married. ✨
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thank you for feeding me with this question. come again baby 💋🦇
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🌹 anon LOGGED: “ignoring my migraines until i look like a Victorian ghost—how doomed are they?”
🌹 anon, you wanted to know how vampire!SKZ would react to a Blood Doll/Soulmate with debilitating migraines who ignores them until collapse?
buckle in. because they’re not handling it well.
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🧛‍♂️💥 VAMPIRE!SKZ REACT TO YOU IGNORING MIGRAINES
Lore rule: vampires—especially bonded ones—feel their soulmate’s pain like it’s their own. they don’t just sense it. they get hit with it. amplified. distilled. so when you're trying to function with a skull-shattering migraine? they’re over here pacing the floor with bloodshot eyes and barely suppressed panic.
Bang Chan He knows before you do. The second the pressure starts building behind your eyes, he goes tense. You’re brushing it off like, “I’m fine.” He’s already blacking out windows and grinding his molars.
“You’re not fine. Sit the fuck down, sweetheart—I’ll carry you if I have to.”
He gets scarily gentle. Pulls you into his lap in pitch darkness. Holds your temples like sacred things. If you flinch, he flinches harder. If you cry, he looks like he wants to rip your skull open just to relieve the pressure. He will literally lie there, unmoving, barely breathing—because any sudden motion might worsen yours.
Lee Know You ignoring pain? He takes that personally.
“So you knew it was starting, and just… what? Hoped you’d die before doing something about it?”
Not even mad at you—mad at himself for not catching it sooner. He starts shutting down stimuli: lights, sounds, scents. You’re in a full-on Minho-modified migraine-safe nest within five minutes. Then? He just lays next to you. Face unreadable. Jaw locked. You feel a cold hand on your back, and you know—he’s furious at the universe for hurting you.
Changbin His panic is visible. Like a bouncer who just saw his most precious thing get cracked.
“You didn’t say anything. Why didn’t you—fuck, baby, you’re shaking.”
He immediately gets physical: carrying you, pressing you to his chest, massaging your scalp, neck, shoulders—anywhere the pain radiates. He kisses your temple with a desperation that’s almost violent. His voice drops to a whisper.
“Give it to me. I can take it, just… let me help.”
He means it. He’ll absorb whatever pain he can—bleed himself if it makes you feel anything less than agony.
Hyunjin He cries. Sorry. But it’s angry crying.
“You knew it was hurting and you still pushed through? You hid this from me?”
He’s on his knees beside the bed, stroking your hair with trembling fingers, muttering soft, desperate things in between little wet kisses on your fingers or cheek. He hates seeing you flinch from light. Hates not being able to take it away instantly. He will paint you a pitch-black ceiling mural to stare at when it passes.
Han Jisung His brain short-circuits. Your migraine triggers his psychic overload.
“Okay okay okay—pressure behind the eye, okay, sound off, lights off, no movement, cool air, water with magnesium—do you need tea? Ice pack?? I’ll bite you, just say the word???”
He starts rambling solutions, trying to soothe you with jokes but he’s barely holding it together. Ends up curled next to you whispering things like
“I’m right here. Not going anywhere. You’re my whole nervous system, you know that?”
Also makes eight backup migraine kits and hides them everywhere.
Felix Goes full guardian angel. But the moment he realizes how much you’re hurting? His light dims. His aura cracks.
“You poor thing... I can feel how much it hurts. Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
He carries you gently, places cool kisses on your brow, runs his fingers through your hair like a lullaby. He hums for you. His voice helps realign your energy. He’s the one who makes you cry from how loved you feel. (also, he’s crying too.)
Seungmin Looks calm. Is not calm. He’s rage-shaking inside.
“You what? You ignored it until it felt like your skull was going to split open? Do you enjoy suffering?”
He immediately starts reorganizing your life. You’re getting on supplements. You’re getting sleep. He’s setting reminders in your phone and his. But under all that sharpness?
“I can’t watch you in pain and do nothing. Don’t make me feel that helpless again.”
He’ll spoon you in total silence, his voice soft in your ear:
“I’ll hurt the world for doing this to you. Just not you. Never you.”
Jeongin You try to laugh it off, and he’s just standing there, shaking his head, all disappointed.
“You always do this. Why can’t you let yourself be weak when it matters?”
He’s gentle, but scolding. Sits next to you like a stubborn cat. Presses an ice pack to your neck. Rubs your hand with his thumb until you fall asleep.
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🌹 anon, you crowned me Ruler of the Shadows and i can't thank you enough. thank you. for the love, for the chaos. your pain tolerance is terrifying. come back any time 💋🦇
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🐰 anon LOGGED: “i begged my vampire for a baby and now i’m feral, in labor, and clenching his hand like a crucifix”
🐰 anon, you just opened the most sacred door in vamp!SKZ lore: “Give me a baby” and “Now it’s trying to kill me from the inside.”
let’s go.
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🧛‍♂️🍼 VAMPIRE!SKZ WHEN YOU:
1. Beg Them for a Baby
2. Go Through Labor (and make them live through it too)
💥 Lore note: In this universe, pregnancy with a vampire—especially an Abnormal—is biological warfare with glitter. The fetus is part magic, part blood oath, and part “oops, the baby just kicked through a rib.”
Bang Chan
1. You: “Please, I want your baby.”
He freezes. Visibly short-circuits.
“You… want mine? My child? You want to carry that inside you?”
Then it hits him. Someone wants his legacy. His blood. His soul.
“You don’t have to beg, angel. I’ll give you as many as your body can hold.”
He fucks you like he’s blessing you. Praise kink in overdrive. Kisses your stomach like it’s already carrying royalty.
2. Labor hits:
He does not leave your side. He does not let go of your hand. He does not stop whispering:
“You’re doing so well. You’re everything. You’re mine. Just a little more, I’m right here—we’re right here.”
He cries when the baby cries. Holds the baby like he's holding a holy relic.
Lee Know
1. You: “I want your baby.”
His eyes narrow.
“Are you sure?” Then darker: “You want something half me? Something dangerous. Something no one else could ever take from us?”
He grabs your throat and kisses you like it’s a promise.
“You’ll carry my blood. And I’ll guard you like the empire you are.”
2. Labor hits:
He is silent but deadly. You scream—he flinches. Not from fear, from rage at your pain. He keeps wiping your sweat. Keeps holding your jaw steady.
“Breathe. You’re stronger than this. Stronger than me. Stronger than everything.”
When the baby’s born, he holds them like a damn prayer.
Changbin
1. You: “I want to have your baby.”
He CHOKES. Then moans.
“Fuck. You want my baby? Like, in you? Like… making you round and glowing and—fuck.”
He kisses your stomach like a shrine. Nuzzles your thighs. Holds you like you’ll break. And then breaks you.
“I’ll be such a good dad. They’ll have your eyes. Please—let me give you everything.”
2. Labor hits:
He’s sweating more than you.
“What do you mean you’re only 4cm? FOUR? Is that good?? Is she DYING???”
He’s panicking, pacing, sobbing quietly while whispering, “You’ve got this, babe.” When the baby’s out? He collapses to his knees.
Hyunjin
1. You: “I want your baby.”
Tears. Real ones.
“You want… a piece of me inside you? For nine months? You want to make art with my DNA?”
Immediately picks you up and carries you to bed like you’re a princess. He writes poetry to your womb. Rubs oil on your belly every night while whispering sweet things.
2. Labor hits:
He cries with you. His hand is shaking. He feels every contraction in his chest like it’s devouring him. Kisses your face between every scream. Tells the baby to “please be gentle with mommy.”
Cries harder than the baby when it’s over.
Han Jisung
1. You: “Please give me a baby.”
He goes feral.
“You want to breed with me? Are you serious? I’ll knock you up SO fast—don’t threaten me with a good time!!”
One minute he’s flustered. The next he’s saying things like:
“Your body’s going to swell with me. Your tits are gonna get huge. Fuck. You’re gonna smell like baby and blood and me.”
2. Labor hits:
He’s praying in three languages and trying not to vomit.
“I read nine medical articles—this is the part where she starts throwing things, right?”
Still never leaves your side. Puts music on. Holds your hand. Cries. Cutest dad sobs when the baby grabs his pinky.
Felix
1. You: “I want a baby with you.”
He glows. Literally. You’ve never seen someone light up like that.
“A little piece of you and me? You really want that?”
He starts talking about nurseries and lullabies. Kisses your stomach before you even conceive.
“You’d be the most beautiful mother. I’d protect you both with everything I am.”
2. Labor hits:
He holds you through every contraction. Rubbing your back. Whispering.
“Breathe, my love. I'm right here. You’ve got me. Always.”
He’s calm. Steady. Loving. But when the baby cries? He sobs like he’s never seen joy before.
Seungmin
1. You: “I want your baby.”
He stiffens. Stares. Then:
“You think you can handle that?”
But his voice breaks. Because the idea undoes him.
“My child. With you. My blood inside your veins, inside your womb. You’d choose that?”
He’s possessive. Worshipful. Obsessive. Already planning everything.
2. Labor hits:
Looks calm. Inside? Absolute war zone.
“No, she doesn’t need more light. She needs silence. She needs water. Now.”
He advocates for you like a general. Holds you like you're fragile glass. Presses cold cloths to your skin. Kisses your temple.
He doesn’t cry when the baby is born born. Just holds them. Looks at you. And says:
“You’re everything. You’re unreal.”
Jeongin
1. You: “I want your baby.”
Panics. Blushes. Exhales.
“You’re serious?”
Then smirks.
“Guess I better fuck you properly, then.”
He talks about parenting like a fantasy—then follows through with complete focus.
2. Labor hits:
Jeongin goes silent. You cry out, and he just cups your face.
“I know, baby. I know. Just look at me.”
He doesn’t stop holding your hand, not for a second. He takes the baby in shaking arms and says:
“You did that. We did that. You’re… incredible.”
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to 🐰 anon— thank you for bringing both the soft and the screaming into the crypt. i think we will need a bottle for the newborn. maybe a muzzle for dad 💋🦇
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🕷️ anon LOGGED: “okay but what happens when her period ends tho?? do the vampires stop feral-mode?”
yes. they go from “mine mine mine she’s bleeding I’m twitching” to “alright baby, let’s get you rehydrated and back on top of me.”
the scent calms down. the bloodlust eases. their brain fog clears. they go from full primal claim-and-devour mode back to their normal brand of overprotective, over-possessive, and still kinda horny selves.
🕷️ anon — thank you for your midnight bloodcycle brain. your loyalty to vampire menstruation theory is noted and honoured 💋🦇
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🦋 anon LOGGED: “she studied too hard so they made her stupid—in the most loving way possible”
🦋 anon, you wanted soft domestic bloodsuckers who can’t bear to see you stressed and feral boyfriends who fuck the exam anxiety out of you? you’re getting both.
⚠️ CONTENT WARNING — 18+ / NSFW This reply includes: overstimulation, dom!skz, soft smut, degradation/praise mix, stress relief through sex, and extremely nurturing vampire boyfriends who lovingly destroy your brain during exam season. If you're not into that — scroll past, scholar. If you are? Read on
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🧛‍♂️📚 VAMPIRE!SKZ WHEN THEY FIND OUT:
You’ve been studying something you love (which makes them proud), but now you’re so stressed your brain is basically bleeding through your eyeballs.
And of course—you don’t tell them. You just spiral quietly until you collapse into the mattress like a Victorian scholar dying of too many flashcards.
The blood doll forgot to eat. The blood doll is shaking. The blood doll tried to rewrite all of human chemistry in one night. The blood doll is in danger.
Bang Chan
He finds you slumped over, muttering formulas with twitchy hands. The second he hears “I’m fine,” he shuts your laptop without asking.
“You’ve reached your limit, angel. Time to let me handle the rest.”
He doesn’t mean the studying. He means you.
Wraps you in his hoodie.
Carries you to bed.
Runs warm hands up your thighs, whispers, “Want me to make you forget everything but my name?”
He’ll overstim you into blankness, then hold your hand while you nap on his chest—notes still open, but you don’t need them anymore.
Lee Know
He doesn’t ask if you’re okay. He knows you’re not.
“You’ve been staring at the same paragraph for twenty minutes. That’s not studying—that’s masochism.”
Takes your textbook. Tosses it. Sits you on his lap and kisses your temple while undoing your pants like he’s unwrapping a brain-cracked gift.
“You’re so smart. Too smart. But right now I need you dumb on my fingers, baby.”
He fucks the stress out of you with surgical precision—like he’s removing a toxin. You forget your major. You forget your own name. That’s how he likes you.
Changbin
“You’ve been doing this for how long? Baby, no. Come here. Come sit on my lap. Right now.”
He rubs your back. Kisses your shoulder. Gets you to breathe.
Then?
“You’ve been such a good girl. All week. Let me make you feel good. Let me make you dumb for me.”
He talks you through it. Touches slow and deep until you’re moaning and drooling and saying, “Exams? What exams?” And then he brings you water like an actual king.
Hyunjin
He watches you spiral and breaks before you do.
“You haven’t eaten. You haven’t slept. What are they doing to you?”
He pulls you into a nest of blankets. Lights candles. Rubs your temples with his thumbs and kisses you between whimpers. And when you finally beg for something else to distract you?
“You want me to take your mind off it? Okay. Okay. Just let go. Let go, baby.”
He fingers you slow while reading your flashcards in a whisper, just to mess with you. You cum to the sound of your own study notes. He’s evil.
Han Jisung
He finds you talking to yourself and immediately drops all his shit.
“Are you having a breakdown? Is this it? Is this the final boss of academia?!”
Immediately shoves snacks and water at you. Then immediately shoves himself between your thighs.
“You don’t need grades. You just need my cock in your throat until your neurons reset.”
He makes you giggle mid-fuck. Calls it “emotional tutoring.” When you cum? He kisses your forehead and goes,
“Congratulations. You passed the only test that matters.”
Felix
First reaction: panic. Second: pure nurturing mode.
“You poor thing... You love this subject, and now it’s hurting you.”
He brings you tea. Rests your head on his chest. Rubs your scalp. Then you whisper “please take my mind off it” and he goes feral.
“Let me spoil you. Let me ruin you. Let me make you forget everything but how good you feel.”
He overstims you with such care it feels like love therapy. You’re crying in his arms while he praises your effort and kisses your fingertips. Then hands you a chocolate bar like a trophy.
Seungmin
Sees the signs. Hears your voice tremble.
“You’re shaking. That’s enough.”
No arguments. He closes your laptop and stares until you follow him into the dark bedroom.
“You need to be reminded of your priorities.”
He teases. Denies. Edges you until you forget what studying even is. He makes you beg—then holds you so tightly afterward that you sob into his shoulder. That’s how he wants you.
“Your mind’s a weapon. But right now? Let it rest.”
Jeongin
Finds you looking like a corpse and immediately takes control.
“You’ve been reading this same page for an hour. You don’t need a degree—you need dick.”
Makes you laugh while undressing you. Still gentle. Still reverent. But also knows exactly how to fold you into pleasure until you forget what sleep deprivation feels like.
“Open your legs, baby. Let me tutor your body instead.”
Aftercare includes forehead kisses, water, and cheeky quiz questions mid-snuggle.
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🦋 anon, my softest menace— thank you for this perfect post-exam delusion. rest now. hydrate. let vampire!SKZ handle the thinking for you. you’ve done enough, darling. they’ll take it from here—with mouths, fingers, fangs, and praise so filthy it resets your GPA.
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🫧 anon LOGGED: “she draws him like she’s possessed—and he lets her, because he is”
my bubble anon, you asked for vamp!Hyunjin x artist soulmate — and i shall deliver.
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🧛‍♂️🎨 VAMP!HYUNJIN x ARTIST!SOULMATE — DRABBLE
He finds you in your studio again. Barefoot. Shirt stained with graphite. Hair pinned up with a pencil. You're hunched over the canvas like it’s breathing—like it might bite you back if you get it wrong.
And him?
He’s frozen in the doorway. Watching. Starving.
Not for your blood this time. For your focus. Your furrowed brow. The way you stare at him like he’s the most important thing in the room.
“You’re doing it again,” he murmurs, stepping into the glow of your dim desk lamp. “Looking at me like I’m art.”
You don’t answer. You’re sketching the lines of his collarbone. Not stylized. Not romanticized. Documented. Every hollow, every curve—like you’re mapping your favourite ruin.
And Hyunjin? He lets you.
No snarling. No teasing. Just stillness. Worship.
He sits on your floor, leans against your legs, lets his head fall to your thigh while you work. His voice is velvet-tired: “You see things no one else sees.”
“You’re mine,” you whisper back.
His eyes flutter closed. “Then draw me until I disappear.”
You do. You sketch him as shadow and silhouette. As myth and madness. You draw him as you know him—ancient, broken, beautiful. He sees them later. Dozens of him. Soft. Brutal. Hungry. Reverent. Some with eyes blacked out. Some with fangs bared. One of him curled against your chest like he’s found God.
He never breathes while he looks at your art. He stares—jaw locked, throat working—like if he touches it, he might fall apart.
“This is how you see me?”
“Always.”
He pins you to the floor that night, fingers smudging charcoal across your ribs, lips red from biting down moans that would’ve woken the dead.
He fucks you like you’re the one that created him.
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🫧 anon, thank you for this canvas of obsession. your ask was pure pigment and pulse. stay hydrated please 💋🦇
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🫂 anon LOGGED: “read the period fic and my uterus said peace — daku is the cure confirmed”
🫂 anon — first of all: I LOVE YOU. second: if my vampire fic made your period vanish like a cursed mist, then I’m officially writing prescriptions in blood from now on. you being cramp-free and thriving? that’s the real canon.
as for Spotify… let’s just say VX is everywhere and nowhere 👀. joking, i have added the links to both spotify and apple music on my pinned 😗(but if you want to search, you need to search the full name: Vexed Existence).
thank you for the love once again 💋🦇
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© anon LOGGED: “what happens when someone takes her—or when her own mind does?”
© anon, you gave me one of the most primal prompts. and the answer is: they unravel. violently. lovingly. irreparably. let's dig!
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🧛‍♂️ VAMPIRE!SKZ WHEN:
1. YOU GET KIDNAPPED
2. YOU HAVE A PANIC ATTACK
Bang Chan
KIDNAPPED:
The second he realizes you’re gone, he stops breathing.
His mind fractures into three:
calculating every possibility,
replaying the last time he held you,
imagining what they’re doing to you—and getting feral.
You are his center. His anchor. His reason. They took you? They just declared war. He doesn’t just find them. He tracks. He hunts. He tortures for intel with his bare hands. When he finally gets you back, he drops to his knees and wraps you in silence like armour.
“They touched you. They’re gone. It’s over. I’ve got you now.”
PANIC ATTACK:
He gets still. Hyper-aware. Voice soft. Hands careful.
“Breathe with me. In. Out. I’m here. You’re safe. I promise you—you’re safe.”
He shields you from everything—sound, light, thought. You’re tucked into his chest with his heartbeat in your ear like a metronome.
Lee Know
KIDNAPPED:
He doesn’t snap. He unfolds. Into something cold and lethal.
“Tell me where she is. You have one chance to live.”
He walks into dens like a ghost. No footsteps. No hesitation. He doesn’t speak again until he’s pulling you out, arms cut and bloody, pupils blown wide.
“You’re okay. I’ve got you. You’re not leaving my side again.”
Then he burns the whole place to the ground. Just in case.
PANIC ATTACK:
He doesn’t say much. He pulls you into his lap, tucks your head into his neck, and strokes your hair until your breathing slows.
“Let it happen. I’m not going anywhere.”
His stillness is your safety.
Changbin
KIDNAPPED:
He roars when he realizes you’re missing. Like actual bloodlust-noise tears through his chest.
“WHERE IS SHE?!”
He goes off instinct. Follows your scent. Punches through steel. Bends locks. Doesn’t stop until you’re in his arms and crying.
“You’re okay now. You’re okay. I swear, baby, I’m here.”
Then turns around and wipes out every last one of them.
PANIC ATTACK:
Immediate physical touch. Cradles you, rocks you slightly, presses kisses to your temple.
“I’ve got you. Just listen to my voice. You’re safe. You’re so safe.”
Will hold you for hours. Until the shaking stops. Until your mind lets go.
Hyunjin
KIDNAPPED:
He feels it. Before anyone tells him. Like his soul ripped sideways.
“She’s gone.”
Then he breaks. Screams. Collapses. And when he stands up again—his eyes are black, and someone’s about to die artistically. He finds you like you’re gravity. Holds you like a lifeline.
“Never again. I’ll kill anyone who touches you. I’ll kill the sun if I have to.”
PANIC ATTACK:
He cries with you. Feels it with you. Rocking, murmuring, whispering beautiful nothings in your ear.
“You don’t have to be okay right now. You just have to let me stay.”
Han Jisung
KIDNAPPED:
He loses his mind. His hands shake. His thoughts race. He’s sobbing and pacing and already planning bloodshed.
“They took her—they took her—they TOOK her—”
But once he locks onto a lead? Laser-focused. Brutal. Unhinged. He screams your name when he finds you. Cradles you like porcelain. Can’t stop kissing your face.
“I thought I lost you. I thought—fuck—I need you.”
PANIC ATTACK:
He’s chaos on the outside, but for you? He gets gentle.
“It’s okay. Let it out. I’ve got you. I’ve always got you.”
Puts on your favourite playlist. Wraps you in a blanket burrito. Talks until you laugh through the tears.
Felix
KIDNAPPED:
He goes silent. His light shuts off. He smiles like a threat.
“Where is she?”
Then he goes hunting. Cold. Swift. Relentless. No hesitation. No mercy. When he finds you, he breaks. Cries into your hair. Kisses your fingertips.
“They’ll never touch you again. You’re mine. You’re safe.”
PANIC ATTACK:
He lights a candle. Lowers his voice. Holds your hand.
“Breathe with me, sunshine. You’re here. With me. Nothing else matters.”
So soft. So warm. So grounding. You don’t even realize you stopped panicking until he smiles.
Seungmin
KIDNAPPED:
He doesn’t panic. He plots. Calls in favours. Traces phone signals. Tracks heartbeat vibrations through magic and memory. And when he finds them?
“You took her. That was your last mistake.”
He gets you out. Carries you. Cleans your wounds. Holds you until you stop shaking.
“You’re safe. I made sure of it.”
PANIC ATTACK:
He speaks calmly. Firmly. He grounds you. Tells you what’s real.
“You’re with me. This is your hand. That is my voice. You’re in control.”
He becomes your anchor. Unshakeable.
Jeongin
KIDNAPPED:
His panic turns to wrath fast.
“Whoever took her? They’re already dead.”
He gets quiet. Deadly. Efficient. Breaks jaws with one hand. Cuts through security like smoke. When he gets to you?
“You held on. I knew you would.”
Tucks you into his coat and whispers, “You’re not leaving my side again.”
PANIC ATTACK:
Pulls you into his lap. Kisses your forehead.
“It’s okay. Let it come. I’ll hold you through it.”
He doesn’t let go. Even after. Even when you’re asleep.
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© anon — thank you for unleashing this double-dose of feral protector energy and emotional devastation.
stay safe, stay hydrated, don’t get kidnapped. they can’t guarantee the body count if you do 💋🦇
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✨ anon LOGGED: “tattoo jeongin carved his name into my brain and now i live here rent-free”
✨ anon — thank you for the love, the chaos, and for fully surrendering to the ink-drenched menace that is tattoo!Jeongin. you’re now officially branded with stardust, brat energy, and the right to scream for more anytime. your emoji is officially on the roster.
thank you and love you 🦇💋
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if you survived this lore-ridden, uterus-wrecking, questionably legal archive of fangfuckery—
you are now infected. 🩸 your brain? compromised. 🩸 your morals? on fire. 🩸 your blood? already claimed.
📻 what are your thoughts on this new K-pop Group ALLDAY PROJECT and their new song FAMOUS???
💀 remember: i don’t do normal.
BLESS YOU FOR BEING HERE. COME BACK BLEEDING 💋🦇
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That's all I'm gonna say :)
:))))))))) you are the reason why I am the way I am - ANYWAYS, doing this with the bd gang (big dick gang) who require more preparation than the others; Chris, Minho, Changbin, Hyunjin, and Jeongin!
❣ Summary: Size training with the bd gang [big dick gang]. ❣ Warnings: Mentions of sex toys [dildos], sexting [Chris], cockwarming [Changbin, unprotected], riding [Jeongin, unprotected], degradation [Minho, Hyunjin] ❣ ❣ Word Count: 886 ❣ Female! Reader [No use of Y/n] You/Your pronouns ❣ ❣ Additional Tags: Chan is referred to as Chris, Minho is referred to as Min, Reader is referred to as princess, baby, kitten, bunny, angel, my love
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Chris, who encourages your size training whenever you can; glancing at his phone during a late night at the studio to see a notification from you. He can't help the twitch in his dick as he stares at the picture you sent; you, kneeling on your shared bed, the dildo you both painstakingly searched for to match his cock the best it could currently stretching you open with a shine he can only imagine to be a mixture of your arousal and lube. A small smirk grows from the message attached;
Princess💘: Miss you ❣️
He picks up the device, the work currently on his desktop going forgotten and diminishing in importance the longer he stares at that picture.
Channie💖: Fuck, good girl, make sure you're stretched out well for me, I'll be home soon
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Minho, who's more solid than anything, thick and veiny with a curve that has you seeing double before he can even begin to fuck you. He prefers opening you up with a toy that mirrors his thickness, but not his length; that part is reserved for him and him alone.
"Kitten, if you're struggling to take this small thing, how do you expect yourself to handle me?" He tuts as he changes the angle of the toy inside of you, your legs quivering around his shoulders that keep you spread open for him.
"M-Min, please, just give it to me already!"
He makes a noise of disagreement, licking his lips as he inches near your soaked pussy, "Not yet, kitten - I think you need a little more training."
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Changbin, who's preferred method of training you is by having you cockwarm him - specifically during cuddles, or during the night so your pussy remembers his shape before he fucks you the next night.
At first it was only the tip during cuddles, both of you laying on your sides, chest to chest, your leg hitched up on his hip while his thick head rests snug between your tight walls. But eventually, with a little time and a lot of dedication and determination [and mental fortitude], you had graduated into taking his insanely girthy cock like a champ; nestled to the hilt as you lay on top of him, his hands drawing soothing shapes on your lower back.
"Look at you, bunny," he murmurs softly, shifting his hips up ever so slightly, feeling your pussy clench in retaliation, "looks like you're finally ready to take all of me."
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Hyunjin, whose dick is so long you're not even sure how it'll fit inside of you - so, to prepare you, you both agreed on buying a dildo that was close enough to match his length, and you'd use it whenever he wasn't there to train you himself.
It was... a lot, to say the least, a scheduled routine for you both; one inch with him, two inches with the toy, two inches with him, three inches with the toy, three inches with him, and so on and so forth until you were able to take the toy to it's full length - which meant you were ready to take him.
If course, the moment you were comfortable enough with trying it out, his schedule got in the way and you confined yourself to fucking yourself with the toy until he was able to give you what you wanted. What you didn't expect, however, was for his practice to end early - or for him to come home to you on your knees, ass in the air, arm squeezed between your torso and the mattress as you fucked the silicone toy desperately.
"Oh, angel, look at you," he crawled on the bed behind you, long fingers brushing against your smaller ones as he took the base of the toy in his hand, "so ready to take me, you can't even make yourself come on this silly toy."
You opened your mouth in a plea, but the words are stolen from your tongue once you hear the sound of his belt unbuckling and his zipper sliding down.
"I'm here now, my love, let's see how good this training did, hm?"
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Jeongin, the second longest, nearly perfect in every other aspect that you almost didn't want to go through the hassle of preparing yourself for him. But, he's a worrier - he knows he's above average and he knows that if things aren't done right, he could seriously hurt you; so, to quell his fear, you offered him a compromise.
That compromise involved you on top of him - he didn't trust himself to top until you could take him with no struggle - slowly riding him inch by inch until you could reach the base with the smallest of bounces along his cock. This took some getting used to for both you and him, seeing as by the time he was fully seated inside of you, you both were three strokes away from finishing.
But, it was well worth it come the night you offered to ride him, determined to see the fruits of your labor realized.
Oh, how realized they were.
You sunk down on him in one go, velvet walls welcoming him almost too easily and his head spun; gripping your hips with trembling breaths and a glowing smile.
"Fuck," he gasped, an airy laugh escaping him, "Fucking ride me, baby."
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