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꒰ ♡🎱: 스트레이 키즈! ﹫ATE trailer ' 🧭

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Stray Kids In São Paulo 🇧🇷

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[akaseo]

Lee know fr. Stray kids as Tartaglia fr. Genshin Impact!

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[sanakimohara]

Hyunjin is the type to whisper the most nastiest things in your ear IN PUBLIC then kiss your forehead and walk away!!!

[ TONGUE TIED ] - H. H.

I’m gonna have fun with this one. Read at your own risk…

He was being nice at first.

Incredibly, extremely, and suspiciously too nice.

You should have known better. Especially when he showed up at the after-party in way too good of a mood, but you chalked all his soft smiles and pleasant compliments up as he rode the high of attending another spectacular Versace show.

That was your assumption until an hour ago.

It started with a simple, “You look so pretty in that dress, baby…” Just a whisper from his lips right against the shell of your ears that bloomed red at his sudden affection in such a public space -granted even if you were hidden away from most cameras and drunken attendees. Hyunjin was never so subtle about it, bowing his head to nudge against your own and letting his chin rest on your shoulder for a moment. You shivered internally, tickled by his body heat and the prickle of his freshly dyed and cut hair.

“Thank you, Hyunie.” You give a smile. A gummy honey dipped grin that makes him flash a charming smile back. “Let’s get another drink yeah?” He doesn’t wait for a proper response. Waving for another round of drinks while you sit up close to his side, enjoying his warmth in a sea of chatter and music.

One shot makes him giddy. Another makes him oddly quiet. And the third has him staring at you as if no one else is worth a glance.

Then comes those sly remarks of his that never seemed to end. The ones that stir butterflies in your chest, heat through your cheeks, and prickles of intrigue and pleasure up your spine. Hyunjin is masterful with his hushed remarks. Uncaring who may hear him mumbling sinful things in your ear again and again.

He wants them to see it, to watch you squirm and fight off the sensation his words alone give you in an instant. His tongue dips and dives with nearly insane phrases and promises.

“What if I fucked your right here, hm? In front of every fucking person just to show them how much of a slut you are for me…”

“Fuck I can’t wait to have that pretty pussy all to myself.”

“Look at you. Can’t even keep still, hm?”

“You’re making me so hard right now it’s starting to piss me off…”

“You'll let me have a taste, right?.”

“Don’t tell me you’re already wet. Fuck you’re just too easy..”

“Awe come on baby I promise one touch won’t hurt. No one is gonna know it besides me.”

“Let’s leave or I’m going to fuck you on the car ride hotel like before but you’d like that wouldn’t you…”

Composure was no longer your concern. His hands found your waist as he scaled and pushed past the crowd. His eyes catching your own more than once while a smirk played on his lips. He’d won. He knew it and you knew it.

He’d keep his promises like always. Let you scratch and run your pretty nails through his shortened hair while he kneels in the back of the SUV driving you both back to his hotel. He’s thorough, consistent, hungry. You wonder which god above favors you so much to make a man so breathtaking yearn to swallow every drop of arousal you let slip from cunt onto his tongue. He’s persistent. Flicking his tongue where he pleases as long as it pleases you too. All those slick comments he’d spilled into your head come rushing back in waves, sending whines from your mouth as he sues the very same mouth that spoke them to suckle on your budding clit and wet folds.

Hyunjin has no shame. Still muttering flattering profanities and aching praises.

“Missed her so much….I always do,” he muses silently beneath your soft and muffled moans, gazing at your fluttering hole with a grace that seems never ending -as if he prides himself in making it so weak and needy with a flick of his tongue.

Your heart stops when he blows a cool breath on your bundle of nerves, planting a long kiss to it right after and diving right back in to lap at dribble of cum collecting at your entrance.

He’s a fiend.

A smooth talker with an addiction.

Hyunjin takes pride in it and you have little to know choice but to accept it.

Because why would you ever settle for a man who doesn’t stick to his word -even the filthiest kind?

Smth sweet and short cause why not. - 🖤 Mrs. Bahng

[bahngerz]

RAILWAY - BANG CHAN

[lixies-favorite-cookie]

𝐒𝐎 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘, 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐖・h.j.

🎸 — you don't think jisung cares about you enough to tell your fans you're dating, fucking. he proves you wrong when he pulls you in on stage, and kisses you in front of everyone.

♟️ — paring・hanji x reader // genres・suggestive, band members with benefits, han writing hold my hand for the reader // words・1.5k // warnings・illusions to sex, kissing on stage, cursing and general crude language, han is kind of an asshole in the beginning, but he makes up for it, kinda silly kinda sexy, a little bit of my weird awkward writing style.

a/n・ ngl it was kinda crazy rewriting this. i wrote this near the very, very beginning of my old blog and i found it rotting in my drafts bc i never got to re-upload it...then i re-read it and remembered why... (why did i never use proper punctuation holy shit) but yeah i had fun writing them on stage ngl also what do we think of the new layout/theme?? (guys im still @lixies-favorite-cookie :))

"So you're okay with fucking me before the show, but telling people we're together—that's where you draw the line?" you spit, narrowing your eyes at a frustrated Han, stress-sweating as he wrestles with his guitar strap, huffing when it gets caught on a tuft of his hair.

He's flustered, cheeks flushed and red as he cards his fingers through his hair, untangling the rogue strand from the slider. It's a Han Jisung staple: rushing right before a performance because, before he can actually get ready, he has to hear the setlist 143 times, chat with the sound tech about his new gaming system, and—his personal favorite—drag you into the bathroom to screw the daylights out of you.

He calls it: jisung's good luck fuck™

You haven't decided if you love it or hate it.

He huffs, giving you an agitated look, "We really don't have time for this, the show starts in 5 minutes." He continues tuning his guitar, testing a few strings.

"You seemed to have plenty of time when your dick was inside of me!"

He buffers, his ears flushing red as he fumbles a loud, off-tune string.

The crew freezes.

"Jesus, just put your damn bass on, y/n." He mutters, his entire face painted dark red.

You clench your jaw, crossing your arms and rolling your eyes. The crowd roars from behind the velvet curtain, anticipating, your now, very soon arrival. He's right, you do need to get ready. Though, that knowledge doesn't make the crack inside your ribs any less painful.

It was futile arguing with him—if he wanted to, he would.

There's no wound getting on stage couldn't fix.

It's already an hour into the concert and the adrenaline still hasn't worn off, thrumming hot through your veins. Han's guitar explodes, threading its way into your last string fluidly. You whisper into the mic, your voice low and seductive, rolling over his riff like whiskey and wine.

The crowd goes wild, stomping so loud it makes the platform shake. Han eats it up, running across the stage and high-fiving a throng of women right before the final riff.

You finish the song with a dark, crisp chord that vibrates through the stadium with a bitter hiss. You're both gasping into the mics when everything's said and done, exchanging exhausted looks. You look over, watching as sweat drips down his forehead, making his hair stick to the back of his neck. The same thing is happening to you.

It's scorching up here, but it's worth it.

Han pants, scrunching his brows as the camera zooms in, tearing his IEM's out. You're both smiling, wobbly and slightly off center, but smiling nonetheless.

Then, he looks at you.

He's looking at you like he's plotting something, like he's in love with you, and like he's about to do something monumentally stupid all at the same time.

Whatever he was thinking, you were down.

Suddenly, the next song erupts from the speakers and he turns to you with a smile.

Han wrote the lyrics to this song after, finally, putting a label on the whole bandmates-with-benefits thing you two had going on.

It was three in the morning when you found him slumped over the bathroom sink, steam slipping out of the glass shower panels. He was butt-naked, a white towel slung over his neck, catching beads of water trickling from his wet hair. It was clear that he was troubled, a tight knit forming on his eyebrows as he stared at the single sentence written on his notebook.

First, you laughed at him for not putting clothes on before grabbing his notebook. Then, you spent the next three hours working him through his writer's block.

It was then, with your hair disheveled and mascara smudged underneath your eyes, he realized he was completely, irrevocably in love with you.

And in a typical Han Jisung fashion, he wrote a song about it

And, also, in typical Han Jisung fashion, he hid that song and his stupid feelings away from you, until, well, now.

You give him a 'what the fuck are you doing?' look before, just like he practiced, he slides towards you, plucking the first dramatic chord. You anxiously flick your eyes over his face, then the crowd, then back to him again.

"Numerous trials and errors and fights,"

A thousand eyes are watching him, and yet, he's only worried about yours. You stand there, looking both very awkward and very pissed, not knowing what to do with the bass hanging off your shoulder. He just smiles.

"Every time I see you cry

I feel like drowning in the dark

You said it's fine, but no, I'm not 'Cause all I want is you, not your tears

눈물이 마를 때까지

I wanna make you the happiest one, no fear"

His gaze never falters as he takes the final step forward, dropping his guitar and pushing away his mic. You were a mess—hair caked to your forehead by sweat, eyeliner streaming down your face from your tears, but, to him, you were as beautiful as you have always been.

It was just you and him in that stadium, when he cups your cheeks, and whispers—

"So baby, hold my hand now"

Then, he kisses you. He kisses you so hard, with so much passion it makes your knees go weak, melting into his arms. Confetti cannons explode around you.

There was no mistaking who he belonged to now.

When he pulls away, his cheeks are flushed and his lips are swollen and he just can't keep his shit-eating grin off his face. Tiny, colorful paper flutters around you, falling onto his shoulders and in his hair. It was magical, all of it was utterly magical.

It takes you a solid fifteen seconds to realize that there are other people in the room.

Forty four thousand to be exact.

He turns to the crowd, throwing his hands up into the air and finishing the song like nothing happened.

Han has been studying music for about as long as he has been alive, and in all of his 24 years of living, he has figured out three things.

One, music was the language of the heart. Two, music can only be created through passion. And three, his heart never stayed silent when he was with you.

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[thatblvckboyy]

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Hyunjin j€®king off on the plane while on tour cuz he hasn't seen his boyfriend m/n in a while and he really needs the release

[c0llisiion]

✦ C0LLISIION’s

KINKTOBER’24 ✦

♱ HEY GUYS! I have decided to participate in kinktober this year cus i realised i haven’t posted anything throughout September 😭 THIS IS MY FIRST EVER KINKTOBER SO IM REALLY EXCITED!

This kinktober will be strictly for BTS, STRAYKIDS and ATEEZ. In the span of a month, i will be posting short drabbles on the weekdays and not the weekends (to avoid burnout) excluding the first week, with a total days of 25. the first fic will be posted on OCT 1 and the rest will come in the following order.

Warning: some of the following prompt/kinks might be uncomfortable to some readers, so please refrain from reading further. Fics will be short drabbles and nothing more than that. Please be respectful and cooperative with me! Tysm!

✦ day 1 - namjoon : titfucking

✦ day 2 - hyunjin : hate sex

✦ day 3 - hongjoong : prostitution

✦ day 4 - hoseok : dubcon

✦ day 5 - bangchan : corruption

✦ day 6 - choi san : virginity

✦ day 7 - taehyung : breeding

✦ day 8 - jeongin : lactation

✦ day 9 - jimin : praise kink

✦ day 10 - lee know : humiliation

✦ day 11 - wooyoung : sensory deprivation

✦ day 12 - mingi : somnophillia

✦ day 13 - felix : noncon

✦ day 14 - lee know and bangchan : double penetration

✦ day 15 - seokjin : public sex

✦ day 16 - mingi, yunho, and seonghwa : moresome

✦ day 17 - yunho : spanking

✦ day 18 - seungmin : exhibition

✦ day 19 - yoongi : voyeurism

✦ day 20 - han jisung : deepthroating

✦ day 21 - changbin : panties

✦ day 22 - seonghwa : pregnancy

✦ day 23 - yeosang : face sitting

✦ day 24 - jongho : cockbulge

✦ day 25 - jungkook : masturbation

A/N : hope yall are excited as much as i am!! 😭😭😭 stay tuned!! <3

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