#sachaeng kiss

[otwicepairing]

sa&chae-plin/∞

[ot9snumber1]

sachaeng is so cute. to me they're like an awkward nerd with no experience (cy) and the bad bitch thats been kissing girls since middle school (sn)

[minapenguin]

I kissed the girls and i like it

Twice theme song rn xD

[itstwiceships]

love them 😍

[empress-chaeng]

Ok... but this 💕💜💖❤... Cr. to owner #twice #once #chaeyoung #sana #채영 #사나 #트와이스 #원스 #kpop #kpopl4l #kpopf4f #girlgroup #sachaeng #ship #cuties #adorable #kiss #precious #love #friendship #nayeon #jeongyeon #momo #jihyo #mina #dahyun #tzuyu https://www.instagram.com/p/BrOQB8cg565/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=myribt3z2wva

[bbygirldahyun]

ummm soft sachaeng where sana come home from a tiring day at work to find chae on her laptop and earphones, humming while working. sana loves watching chae work but she needs cuddles and kisses first

sana didn’t think anything could make her smile after the long, exhausting day. but then she comes home to see chaeyoung at the kitchen table on her laptop, earbuds in, humming along to her music working on something.

“hi baby,” sana says as she steps into the kitchen, wrapping her arms around chaeyoung from behind. “what are you working on?”

“a marketing design,” chaeyoung tells her eagerly. “i get to be the lead graphic designer on this project so that’s fun.”

“you know i love watching you work,” sana grins, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “but can i pull you away for some cuddles?”

chaeyoung turns with a smile, eyes alight with joy. “always,” she says, trailing sana to the couch and letting the older girl curl into her side, kissing the top of her head while they relax together, comfortable silence washing over them.

[taedefsoul]

191004 SaChaeng Twice kiss

© to the real owner of the pics.

[gaykimjisoo]

hold my hand, i’ll make you understand

rating: g

pairing: sachaeng (twice)

word count: 675

summary: chaeyoung doesn’t think she’s good enough.

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pathetic.

chaeyoung knew that was what she was.

hiding in sana’s arms, jolting each time thunder rolled above them, burying her face into sana’s chest.

sana had much better things to do, whether it be work, reading, or just getting a good night’s sleep, but instead she was taking care of her useless as fuck girlfriend who couldn’t function when things were too loud.

pathetic. she could almost hear the syllables in the rain pounding against the roof.

a particularly loud bout of thunder began, and she started to shiver. “s-sana…”

“it’s okay, i’ve got you,” sana assured her. fuck, sometimes it was infuriating how amazing she was at this.

chaeyoung wasn’t anywhere near good enough for sana; that was a reality she’d faced long ago. she should break it off, make it as easy and painless as possible, but she couldn’t help but be greedy. every moment spent with her felt like heaven, from her feather-light touches to how sana would drop everything for her.

sana was possibly the most perfect being on the planet, and chaeyoung was hoarding her all to herself.

“chaeyoung-ie…”

she didn’t realize there were tears in her eyes until it was too late. mortified, she sat up to wipe at her face, telling sana that she was completely fine, just a tad scared. even so, she must have been rambling, because sana’s expression became more and more worried as she droned on.

damn her good heart.

“really, i’m fine!” she said, her voice holding confidence she could never have inside.

her beautiful, kind self.

“i’m sorry, i don’t mean to make you worry.”

her smart, wonderful brain.

“sorry. really sorry.”

you’ll never be good enough for her.

“i’ll never be good enough for you.”

by the time the words are out of her mouth, she’s already backtracking. “i- i mean- aha, that’s not what i-“

“chaeyoung, is that really what you think?” sana said, quiet but powerful. “about… us?”

chaeyoung fumbled for another lie, but her mouth just opened and closed silently, and she glanced away.

after a few moments, sana grabbed chaeyoung’s hand. “come on. i have to show you something.”

sana gently guided her through the hallway and down the stairs, so much worse than if she’d just dragged her. every few moments, she would turn back to look at chaeyoung, giving her a small smile. it almost made her forget about how drastically she’d fucked up, but regardless, she stayed silent.

they arrived at the front door, and chaeyoung flinched when thunder crashed again. sana gripped chaeyoung’s hand tighter before letting go. “trust me, chaeyoungie,” she comforted.

sana opened the door and ran outside.

oh my god.

chaeyoung followed her halfway, but stayed under the porch roof. “sana!” she yelled in panic, reaching out.

sana twirled around in the grass, dirt getting her nightie wet, before stopping to face chaeyoung. she stretched out her arms as far as they could go and tilted her face up, taking a deep breath.

“i love you this much, son chaeyoung!”

chaeyoung’s eyes widened, but sana didn’t stop.

“i love how you cut your hair because you don’t care what people think about you!” she continued, eyes squeezed shut. “i love how the sun reflects in your eyes! i love the way you talk, like every word counts!” she took another breath. “i love you so much it scares me, chaeyoung!”

coming to her senses, chaeyoung rushed out to drag sana inside. she slammed the door and grabbed a towel to wipe her down, worry creased in her features. “you scared the hell out of me, sana!” she exclaimed, though with more fondness than conviction.

sana bat her hand away to place a wet kiss on chaeyoung’s forehead, then her cheek, then her lips. “if i can show you how much you mean to me,” she said, “it’s worth it.”

and though chaeyoung would insist it was unnecessary to her dying breath, the thought of her running out there just to profess her love kept her self doubt at bay.

[otwicepairing]

JeongSaChaeng

source : Album Sneak Peek trailer of with YOU-th

[otwicepairing]

sa&chae-plin/∞

[otwicepairing]

sana playing..../∞

[otwicepairing]

sa&chae-plin/∞

[otwicepairing]

sa&chae-plin/∞

[ot9snumber1]

masterpiece

artist!son chaeyoung x reader

summary: sana's curious about that painting hung on your wall

warnings: pure smut, fucking on the canvas, implied poly!sachaeng x reader

notes: "quick blurb" to celebrate chae's day that turned into a short fic! dedicated to @nr1chaedickrider of course <3

—

you notice that sana had been staring off into the distance, her hand constantly swirling the wine as the gears turn in her head.

you follow her gaze, looking back to see chaeyoung's newest painting. to anyone else, it was unintelligible. the colors were splashed together in an almost unharmonious way, creating ugly browns in the midst of bright pinks and yellows.

to you, it was chaeyoung's greatest act of love.

"is that chaeyoung's new painting?" she asks, crossing one leg over the other. you nod, feeling the excitement creep up your neck at the thought of her figuring out what it meant. you didn't need to explain it, really, sana was a smart girl.

"looks nice." she smiles knowingly, finally sipping her drink. "you must have really inspired her." sana adds, her expression teasing. you laugh.

"you could say that, yeah."

—

chaeyoung's careful not to get any paint on her hand, making sure the lower half of your body doesn't either.

one hand is on your boob, massaging gently as she continues to push her tongue inside of your mouth. "fuck—chae—" you groan, making her smile as her fingers slowly run along your folds.

"yeah, baby, keep moving like that." chaeyoung whispers against your ear, smile growing devilish as you continue to squirm around the canvas. you aren't sure how your back hasn't hurt from the rough texture—you'd guess it was the wet paint saving you. (though, you hated how it was definitely going to dry in your hair later.)

chaeyoung's fingers slowly enter your pulsing core, slow and steady just to watch you get desperate. "shit—faster!" you breathe out, paint–covered hands reaching up to grab chaeyoung's shoulders. she didn't care if you'd leave colorful stains on her skin, it was just part of her artistic process.

she presses a chaste kiss to your lips, eyes hungry and tongue poking out as she quickens the flicks of her wrist. "anything for you, baby. just keep moving like that, yeah?" she hums, knowing her words fall on deaf ears as your eyes roll back from the feeling of her cold ring graze your entrance with every thrust.

chaeyoung doesn't tease you today. she doesn't make you beg, nor does she degrade you like she usually did. this was more than having you writhe under her—it was her sharing her greatest passion with her greatest love.

she only observes, holding your waist with one hand while the other continues to fuck you good. she's bordering on being rough, her moves were almost calculated. chaeyoung knew you like the back of her hand. she knew exactly how to get you to squirm as much as the painting needed you to.

you don't even have to tell her that you were close, the way your grip tightened on her shoulders and how your teeth caught your bottom lip was enough. "that's my girl." she smiles tenderly as her fingers curl inside you, sending waves of pleasure throughout your body as you ride out your high.

her pace slows down as she peppers gentle kisses all over your face, slowly rubbing your thighs with her other hand.

"five minutes and it's your turn to paint." chaeyoung whispers, pulling you up to sit.

you turn around to see that the canvas was only half–colored. the other half was reserved for chaeyoung's body to come undone on.

you smile excitedly, grabbing chaeyoung's cheeks and kissing her.

—

"i helped her with it."

"i can tell." sana replies. you were both standing in front of the painting now, each and every 'stroke' clear to her eyes.

she clears her throat, turning to you.

"you should tell chae to invite me next time. i'm really good at painting, y'know?" she whispers, hand on your ass.

it was a death wish for you, you think. you could hardly handle them one at a time, much less the two of them fucking you hard enough just so you'd move around the canvas.

it didn't sound like a terrible idea, though.

"i'll keep that in mind."