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writerracha · 1 year

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pairing: minho x afab!reader

genre: smut 18+ (minors dni)

summary: you decide to tease minho while at a party and he's not having it

length: 2.5k

warnings: profanity, sexual/suggestive content, dom!minho, sub!reader, praise, degradation, humiliation if you squint, choking, unprotected sex (please wrap before you tap), creampie, afab reader, nsfw 18+ (minors dni)

you lean against the bathroom door, tipping your head back to rest against it. as you stare up at the ceiling, a thought suddenly crosses your mind. you don’t know if it’s the little bit of alcohol flowing through you or your ever-growing desperation for minho or a combination of both that has the idea starting to form in your head. whatever it is you can’t help but turn to smile at yourself in the mirror, sharing a conspiratorial grin with your reflection before hitching your dress up to slide off your panties.

they are already practically soaked from the last few hours. it had been pure torture to be so near to him all night, knowing that the two of you would finally have some alone time after the events of the evening, but not being able to really touch him. if he was near you he would secretly caress your hand with his, or smile lovingly at you from across the room, or brush his hand gently across your back if he was moving past you. but beyond that there was little interaction. it didn’t bother you because you know how much pda makes him uncomfortable, but it had been so long since you truly had time together.

both of you had been so busy the last few weeks that you were only able to see each other for short periods of time. and that doesn’t even include the extra practice this week for the awards ceremony performance and then the actual awards show and now this after-party to celebrate their win. you were so proud of him for his accomplishments and wanted him to get the recognition he deserves, but at the same time you were practically counting down the minutes until it was over and you could have him to yourself.

until then, you had the exquisite suffering of watching him greet people and socialize with his friends while wearing the most perfectly fitted black button down and pants. an hour into the party you knew that if you had to stare at his thighs in those slacks, or that little triangle of bare skin from where he unbuttoned the top of his shirt, or his carefully tousled hair for a moment longer you were actually going to start screaming. so you had excused yourself to the bathroom to take a moment. and that’s when the idea had suddenly came to you.

you readjust your form-fitting dress back down around your thighs and ball up your panties in your hand, making sure they weren’t visible. you head back out to the party and sit on the arm of the couch next to minho, nudging his shoulder to get his attention.

“hey babe, i thought i would see if you wanted something to drink? or maybe a little snack?” as you finish talking you casually grab his hand in yours. to anyone around it appears to be a sweet little gesture, but you use it to secretly tuck your damp panties into his palm. you see realization flicker on his face for just a moment before he regains his neutral expression. throwing him a wink, you saunter back across the room and settle into a chair.

when you look back at him, he is just pulling his hand from his pocket, having undoubtedly slipped your panties there so no one would see them. you can’t help the little devious grin that creeps across your face. now maybe you won’t be the only one desperate for this party to be over.

the smile quickly disappears as your eyes meet his face and find him fiercely staring at you. he leans forward slightly, resting his forearms on his thighs, head tipped down slightly while his gaze remains trained on you. his casual posture is in such stark contrast with the intensity of his stare. to anyone else he appears relaxed, just enjoying listening to conversations around him. in fact, no one seems to notice that he is no longer piping in every now and again with a witty remark or comment on the current topic.

you’re the only one in the room that seems to be aware of the shift that went through him. you squirm in your chair, trying but failing to hide your nervousness at his sudden unwavering attention. you frequently look away, unable to keep looking at him. but every time you look back, his eyes are still trained on you.

you don’t know how much time passes with his gaze pinning you to your chair, but you feel yourself growing more and more sober with every second his eyes devour you. just when you think you might just simply explode under his piercing gaze, he leans back on the couch and his right hand moves to his opposite wrist. with a movement so slow you aren’t even sure it’s happening, he undoes the button on his shirt cuff. and then he undoes the other. keeping the same torturous pace, he slowly starts to roll up his sleeves, never breaking his stare. you have to bite back the whimper that starts to slide up your throat as his forearms are exposed. when he finally settles the sleeves just below his elbows, he leans forward once more, resting his arms on his thigh and lacing his fingers together.

as much as his stare is making you nervous, you can’t help the way his intimidating gaze is sending sparks of excitement through your veins. if you were still wearing your panties you know that they would be even more soaked now than when you gave them to him.

he maintains his stare for a few moments longer before giving you a subtle ‘follow me’ motion with his fingers and pushing off the couch to head out of the room.

when he makes it around the corner you quickly glance around to make sure no one is paying attention before getting up to follow him. by the time you make it to the hallway, he is already near the end, his back disappearing from view as he turns into a room. when you make it to the room as well you find it completely dark. you falter for a moment, second-guessing if this is actually where minho went, when you feel a hand pull you into the room.

before you can even register what’s happening, your back is pressed against the now closed door and a switch is flicked, light flooding the space to reveal a small closet of some sort. you don’t have time to look around because all you can focus on is the way minho’s hand is up against the wall near your head as his face leans dangerously close to yours.

“would you like to explain what the fuck this was about?” he asks, his voice even and restrained. an object comes into view in the narrow space between your faces and you direct your focus to it. a blush creeps up your cheeks as you realize the object is your panties, dangling from the index finger of his free hand. words fail you and you simply bite your lip in response. minho’s eyes darken even more as he zeros in on the movement.

“are you such a little slut that you couldn’t even wait for the party to be over?” as he speaks he moves even closer to you and heat floods your core at the way he’s crowding your space. “you just had to have me that badly?” he leans in and nips your jaw harshly. you whimper at the sensation and tip your head back, knocking it into the door as you do.

“yes min,” you moan as his lips and teeth start to work their way down your neck. “i…i just miss..missed you so much.”

“you missed me? just me? because your behavior seems to suggest that you missed something else.” his lips trail up the length of your throat before ghosting over the shell of your ear. “like my cock.” goosebumps break out across your skin at his words and you can feel some of your arousal start to run down your inner thigh, your panties no longer there to help contain it.

“no, no, it’s not like that.” your words are rushed and you stumble over them as you fight against the lust clouding your brain at the feelings of his lips sucking gently on the skin beneath your ear. “i’ve just barely seen you recently because of our busy schedules and then you were gone and now you’re back--”

“well then,” he interrupts your rambling by pulling away suddenly. “if it was just me that you missed then i suppose we can head back to the party. i’ll make a spot next to me on the couch and that way you won’t have to feel like you’re so far away from me. that sound good?” he reaches for the door handle, but you stop him by grabbing his wrist before he can turn it.

“no! please! yes, i miss you and your presence of course, but that’s not it. i also missed--” your voice trails off and you look away, too embarrassed to admit your desperation for him out loud.

“yes princess?”

heat fills your cheeks as you look back at him, arousal shooting through you when you find that piercing gaze trained on you. “i.. i can’t say it, don’t make me say it.”

“if you want it so badly that you’ll take your panties off and give them to me in the middle of a crowded room, then you can be a good little slut and use your words.” he leans in close to you again, his lips brushing against your ear when he speaks. “come on princess, be a good girl and tell me what you want. tell you what you’ve missed.”

his words have you rubbing your thighs together and your desperation for him finally outweighs your embarrassment. “i need your cock. please min, i’ve missed it so much.”

“good girl,” he murmurs, pressing a light kiss to your temple before flipping you around and pressing your chest into the door. your brain momentarily short-circuits at the sharp contrast in gestures. you barely register the jingling of his belt coming undone or the way he bunches your dress up above your hips. your mind snaps back into sharp focus when you feel his hard length start to grind against your now exposed ass and you moan at the sensation, pushing back into him, begging for more friction.

“mmm, that’s my girl, always so needy for me.”

he brings one of his hands up in front of your mouth in a silent command and nudges his hips into yours to get your attention when you don’t immediately notice. the gesture refocuses you and you quickly comply, running your tongue across the length of his palm. you take your time to fully coat his hand with your saliva, messily moving your mouth across it. you take a moment to suck deeply on his fingers, reveling in the deep groan that vibrates through his chest when you do.

when he’s satisfied with your work he pulls back slightly and starts running his slick hand up and down his now throbbing cock. you barely have time to whine in protest at the lack of contact before you feel him moving forward again and aligning himself with your entrance. bracing one hand on your waist and the other on the door next to your head, he enters you fully in one stroke. you gasp out a moan at the sudden sensation, pleasure coursing through you at the feeling of finally having him after waiting for so long.

he quickly picks up a steady pace, pulling almost all the way out before snapping his hips back into yours. as he fucks you, the hand gripping your waist wanders up your body until it reaches the neckline of your dress, pulling it down slightly to grope your breasts. he rolls your nipple between his thumb and index finger and you mewl as pleasure shoots straight to your core.

when his other hand moves from the wall and snakes down between your legs to start playing with your clit, you cry out, overwhelmed by the intensity of everything that’s happening. the hand that was toying with your breasts slides up and wraps around your neck, lightly applying pressure. he leans in even closer and continues fucking you in shallow strokes as he starts to whisper in your ear.

“shhh princess, i don’t want anyone to hear how i’m fucking my little slut like she deserves.”

you bite back your moans as best as you can, but the occasional whimper slips out as he continues to fuck you so perfectly, hitting every spot just right.

pressure starts to build low in your core, rapidly growing as he continues to play with your clit while thrusting into you faster and harder. just as you’re about to tip over the edge he increases the pressure of his hand around your throat and you shatter, choking on your own moans as you fall apart around him.

he eases his pace as you come, slowly thrusting into you as you ride out your high. his own release is rapidly approaching, but he holds it back, determined to draw out your orgasm as long as possible. he clenches his teeth as he feels you pulse around his cock, rolling his thumb against your clit gently in order to pull every ounce of pleasure from your body.

when he feels you start to come back down, he increases his pace, hips stuttering as he finds his own release. he buries his face in your neck to muffle his groans of pleasure as he tightens his arms around you, holding you close as he spills himself deep inside of you.

he drops his forehead to your shoulder as he pants, taking a moment to catch his breath. after his breathing returns to normal he gently pulls your dress back down and spins you around in his hold, pulling you closer to his chest.

“god, i love you,” he murmurs while planting a kiss on the top of your head.

“even when i’m annoying and antagonizing and take off my panties in the middle of a party with your friends and coworkers?” you scrunch your nose as you grin up at him, trying to make light of your embarrassing behavior from earlier.

“especially then,” he whispers back. “but don’t even think about doing it again. i let you off easy this time, but next time you decide to pull a stunt like that, i will have to punish you.” he emphasizes his statement by tightening his hold around your waist and you can’t help the shiver of excitement and arousal that rushes through you at his words.

“now let’s get back out there and get this party over with so i can take you home and fuck you properly.” he opens the door and gestures for you to head out, giving your ass a sharp smack as you do.

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#asfoasfasff???!!!!!!#i am --#brain EMPTY!!!!#god that was so hot #the tension the WAY HE SPOKE DAMNNNNN #( :: fic recs :: )#( :: minho :: )#( :: offline q :: )

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writerracha · 1 year

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Oh Uhm- hey can you make a felix x reader please?

Where he uh- has a kink for your breasts and handcuffs. And he does dirty talks? I hope you get what I’m trying to ask here. I’ve never asked for a request here so… will you do it? It’s ok if you don’t want to though-

hey, lovely! thank you so so so much for this request!! we love creative requests like this, and omg i was so excited to write this for you! enjoy!!

<3 abbie & courtney

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pairing: felix x afab!reader

genre: smut, 18+ (minors dni)

length: 1.1k

warnings: profanity, sexual/suggestive content, dom!felix, sub!reader, handcuffs, tit play, fingering (f receiving), afab reader, nsfw 18+ (minors dni)

when you first asked felix if he would be willing to handcuff you in bed, he nearly spit out his drink before turning fifteen shades of red. the two of you had been cuddling on the couch together after a night out with the other members, and you had just blurted out the question. you had been thinking about it for awhile, how you think it could be fun and exciting to have felix restrain you like that, to be at his mercy.

you hadn't said anything before then because you had been too nervous, but the couple of drinks running through your system gave you the confidence to finally ask. unfortunately the alcohol also made you just bluntly blurt out your request, catching felix completely off guard.

he fumbled over his words when he responded, telling you that if it's something you would want to do than he's more than willing to try it at least once, to see if it's something you'd both end up liking.

and that was that.

neither of you brought the topic up again over the next few weeks, and you all but forgot the conversation. until tonight.

the two of you are out on a date to a fancy themed bar one of your friends had told you about. it's one of the best nights you've had in a while, simply enjoying the fun atmosphere of the bar, sipping on some delicious drinks, and laughing with each other about the most random stuff.

the bar made their drinks strong, so you are definitely feeling the couple of cocktails you had, and from his flushed cheeks, you can tell that so is felix. by the time you're in the uber on your way home, the two of you are a giggling mess, happily enjoying the buzz. you take turns stealing kisses and touches until the tension between you is nearly unbearable. one look at the growing bulge in his pants and his blown out pupils has you desperate to get home. he then nudges you with his shoulder before leaning over to whisper, "i have a surprise for you at home." his voice is low and husky, and you find yourself rubbing your thighs together to relieve some of the ever growing ache from between them.

the two of you barely make it into the apartment before his mouth is on yours. his hands are around your waist, and yours are buried in his hair as you stumble back to the bedroom, never breaking the kiss.

you lose yourself in his lips and before you know it, you're both in bed, almost entirely undressed with felix reaching behind you to unclasp your bra. as he slides it down your arms, he pulls away, eyes moving to devour your breasts with his gaze.

"god, your tits are perfect," he says reverently while moving his hands up to grasp them, squeezing gently. "do you know how many times a day i think about them? about holding them?" he moves his thumbs to graze your nipples, causing you to gasp and arch up into him. "and so sensitive, i love watching you react. sometimes i wonder if i could make you cum from just this," he pinches your nipples, and a moan escapes you. the combination of his dirty words and hands teasing your flesh causes bolts of bright hot arousal to shoot through your veins.

he's not usually this vocal, usually a little too shy to say such filthy things to you, but the bit of alcohol flowing through his system must have given him a dose of confidence. and it's absolutely ruining you.

he squeezes your tits once more before pulling away, bending over to reach into the drawer of his bedside table. "but that will have to wait for another time. i have other plans for tonight."

your eyes grow wide when you see his hand come out of the drawer, a pair of handcuffs dangling from his hand.

"if that's okay with you of course," he rubs the back of his neck, and you can tell from the bright red tips of his ears that he's still a little nervous despite the buzz lending him confidence.

"yes, very much so," you quickly respond, head nodding in encouragement.

a shy smile creeps up his lips, and he reaches for your wrists, slowly placing the cuffs on one and tightening it carefully before moving to the other. the contrast of his gentle movements and the cold metal biting your skin has your head swimming and your pussy clenching in anticipation.

when he has them securely on, he grasps the chain between the cuffs with one hand and moves it up until it's pinned to bed, holding your wrists firmly in place above your head. his other hand trails down your waist before moving between your legs and cupping your pussy through your soaked panties. you roll your hips up into his, whining when he presses the heel of his hand into you, teasing your clit torturously.

he quickly rids you of your panties before returning his hand to your pussy. he hums approvingly when his fingers glide through your folds with ease. "already soaked, just like i thought you'd be."

he slowly plunges his fingers into you, teasing you with every inch. when he finally starts stroking you, he does it at a tauntingly slow rate, ensuring his fingers curl just right as he does. he keeps up the taunting pace until you're practically thrusting up into his hand, begging for more.

"god, you're so pretty when you're like this. you don't even know what it does to me to see you so needy."

his fingers pick up their pace, and his thumb moves to start circling your clit, driving you closer and closer to release with every stroke. your body arches up into him, and you feel the cuffs bite into your wrists, the sensation only enhancing the whole experience. his name starts to pour from your lips like a mantra as you fall over the edge.

his hand continues to work you while you cum, making sure to pull every ounce of pleasure from your body until you collapse into the bed.

his gaze darkens as he watches you, hands pinned above your head, breasts heaving as you try to catch your breath, and body ruined from the intense orgasm he just brought you. after a moment, he releases the chain, and you move your cuffed wrists up and behind his neck to pull him down for a kiss.

his tongue tangles with yours, kissing you deeply, slowly, sensually. his lips move in perfect rhythm with yours for a few minutes before he nips your bottom lip and pulls away, looking down at you with a dark glint in his eyes.

"now, do you want me to fuck you with or without the cuffs?

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#ohgaishaosighasfasf #BRAIN EMPTY!!!!!!!!!#omg their dynamic and the tenderness #but fELIX!!???#ok that was amazing #i'm sHAKING HOLY SHIT #( :: fic recs :: )#( :: felix :: )#( :: offline q :: )

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writerracha · 1 year

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ when you're spaced out — skz moments

↻ 1.5k (150-200 per member) :: established relationships :: mostly fluff. kissing, domesticity, mention of working out. a bit suggestive at times, but no smut.

↻ 18+ mdni :: not proof read, pls be kind :: masterlist

↻ it's my first time writing reactions like this, so I'm a little nervous, I hope some of you guys like it. 🥺!!

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° . chan

“Love?” You blink rapidly, turning towards Chan. He’s standing next to you, leaning slightly against the kitchen counter. “Are you alright? You’ve been washing the same plate for two minutes.” You look down at your hands, realizing he’s right. A laugh escapes your lips as you shake your head. “Wow. I just zoned out.” Chan smiles although you can see the slight worry in his eyes. “You’ve been working too hard. You need more sleep. How about we accept we’re getting old and go to bed early tonight?” You laugh again as Chan starts to help you with the dishes, drying what you’ve already washed. “Actually, I love the idea. But why are you helping me? You already cooked dinner.” you pout. Chan kisses your cheek. “I just like spending time with you, whether it be going on adventures or just drying dishes.” You give him a smile. “And getting to bed early?” He chuckles, nodding. “That too. Anything, as long as I’m with you, my love.”

° . minho

It is only when Minho waves his hand in front of your face that you notice you’ve stopped pedaling on the stationary bike. You remove your earphones, catching his amused smirk. “Oh, don’t laugh at me,” you pout slightly. Your boyfriend leans against the bike, looking handsome in his fitted black workout clothes. “What were you thinking about like this? I hope it was me.” You shake your head in exasperation, starting to pedal again slowly. “It’s just this song. Reminded me of that time at the beach...” Minho chuckles. “So you were thinking about me.” You laugh. “Yes, but not in that way. Just at how great it was to be there together, watching the sunset.” Minho’s smile softens, and he steps forward to give you a long kiss. “We should go back there next weekend. Just you and me. What do you say?”

° . changbin

You’re at a small party with friends. Changbin comes back to you after getting drinks to find you standing in a corner on your own, your eyes fixed on the floor, a sad expression on your face. He frowns with worry, approaches you slowly. “Baby?” he asks. When you don’t answer, he softly puts a finger underneath your chin, lifting your face so that your eyes align with his. You blink, coming back to reality. Changbin smiles tenderly. “Where were you right now?” Realizing you were completely spaced out, you chuckle and take the drink he’s offering you. “I have no idea. I started thinking about the work I have to do tomorrow, and…” Changbin slides an arm around your waist and kisses you temple. “Don’t think about that too much tonight. Tomorrow is still far away. Stay with me, okay? And when you feel like your thoughts lead you away, just squeeze my hand and I’ll bring you back.” You look at him, feeling so grateful for him. “I love you,” you smile, and he kisses you in response, clinking his glass against yours. “I’ll always be there for you baby.”

° . hyunjin

“Angel.” Hyunjin gently takes your hand in his, bringing you back to reality. You blush slightly, embarrassed at spacing out like you are. However, your boyfriend only looks amused, perhaps even enamored by your startled expression. “Is the food bad?” He asks. You shake your head, putting down your chopsticks. “No, the opposite, actually. So good I had an out of body experience…” Hyunjin lets out a sincere laugh, his eyes sparkling in the process. He’s brought you to his favorite restaurant for your weekly date, and you know it means a lot to him because he’s friends with the owner. “That good, huh? I ought to bring you here more often.” You smile, taking a minute to look at him. He looks like a dream with his long hair and white button-up. “I’d go anywhere with you,” you smile. “Especially if there’s good food.” He giggles, gesturing you to keep eating. You take a bite from your plate, humming in pleasure. “There’s nothing I love more than seeing you happy like this, angel,” he whispers, tenderness spilling from his voice.

° . jisung

You jump in surprise when the television suddenly turns off, stopping the anime you’ve been watching. You turn to your boyfriend, who is sitting next to you, your eyes wide in confusion. He’s frowning, looking at you with concern. “Why did you turn it off?” you ask him. Jisung laughs. “I’ve been talking to you for two minutes but you weren’t answering!” You close your eyes, shaking your head, feeling bad. “Ji, I’m so sorry…” He takes your hands, squeezing your fingers tightly. He feels warm and soft. “Are you ok, baby?” You inhale softly, shrugging. “Just spacing out. I can’t focus on anything…” He leans in to stroke your hair, placing it behind your ears. “My baby. It’s ok, we can just cuddle if you want?” You almost want to tear up at his sweetness, and you nod. “I’d like that.” He smiles, pulling you in towards him so you can sit closer, bringing your legs over his, your nose buried in his neck. His hoodie smells so much like him. “Does that feel better? Just close your eyes, baby, get some rest.” He keeps stroking your hair, his breathing steady, and you feel safe there.

° . felix

You’re staring at the wall ahead of you, completely lost in thought. You came in the bedroom for something, you just can’t remember what. Suddenly, you feel two arms slide around your waist. Felix pulls you close to him, your back to his chest, and he puts a gentle kiss on your shoulder. That snaps you out of your daydream, but you just smile and relax against his body. He hugs you tight, his cheek finding a place against your hair. He smells good, his fingers interlocked against your stomach, his body warm and familiar. “I was wondering if you got lost,” he says softly. You giggle. “I came to the bedroom and forgot why,” you explain. Felix laughs and the depth of the sound is like music to your ears. It’s your favorite sound in the world. “Blankets,” he reminds you. “For our game night.” You sigh, turning around to kiss the tip of his nose. “Lucky I got you.” His eyes are wide and full of love, and the comfort of his presence is itself a blanket. “Now hurry up. I can’t wait to beat you at that game,” he grins. You scoff, nudging him playfully. “You wish.”

° . seungmin

You stare up at the ceiling, breathless, a thin layer of sweat covering your skin. You barely notice Seungmin drawing the sheets over your naked bodies, making sure you don’t get cold. He kisses your temple, pulls your still trembling body to him. “Look at you, all spaced out,” he chuckles tenderly. You hear him, but you’re coming down your high still, your body getting heavy with sleep. It takes long seconds before you finally smile, brushing your nose against his skin. His hair is a mess, his familiar smell strong and intoxicating. “I think you just made my brain malfunction,” you chuckle. Seungmin grins. “That was the point. You deserve peace of mind, my love.” Seungmin has just made love to you passionately. It had been a while because you have both been busy, but the both of you were getting cranky, and having sex released the pent-up pressure. You’re so in love with him - the way he makes you feel, the way he takes care of you. He kissed you so deep, so slow, making sure that every muscle in your body relaxed. Now you just couldn’t think anymore - you felt calm for the first time in weeks. “You can sleep now,” Seungmin breathes in your ear. “I’ll watch over you.”

° . jeongin

When Jeongin squeezes your fingers a little tighter, you realize you’ve been zoning out and haven’t heard what he’s just told you. You look at him apologetically, but he’s already smiling. “Spacing out again?” It’s been happening to you a lot recently. Too much on your mind, not enough rest… Jeongin tugs at your hand, bringing you closer, sliding an arm around your waist. You’ve both dressed warmly for your walk around the park, gloves and hats on. “Yeah, sorry…” You sigh, rubbing your eyes. “It’s okay, babe. We can just walk, we don’t have to talk. But I’m right there if you need to, yeah?” You nod your head, smiling at him. Your boyfriend is one of the best people you know. You can tell him anything, you know that - he will never judge you, and he gives really good advice, too. “I know, Innie. I know. I love you.” His eyes don't leave you for a second. "I love you more than words can say." You let your head fall against his shoulder, and the both of you keep walking, interlocked, the breeze against your cheeks.

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#( :: prev tags :: )#kanaaa thank u so so much :(( ♡♡♡#its crazy i didnt expect ppl to relate so much!!#but im so glad if that could feel comforting :(#im just so happy ♡♡♡#thank you for being so kind aaah♡♡♡♡♡♡♡#( :: feedback :: )#( :: offline q :: )

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writerracha · 1 year

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ when you're spaced out — skz moments

↻ 1.5k (150-200 per member) :: established relationships :: mostly fluff. kissing, domesticity, mention of working out. a bit suggestive at times, but no smut.

↻ 18+ mdni :: not proof read, pls be kind :: masterlist

↻ it's my first time writing reactions like this, so I'm a little nervous, I hope some of you guys like it. 🥺!!

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° . chan

° . minho

° . changbin

° . hyunjin

° . jisung

° . felix

° . seungmin

° . jeongin

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#aw omg but that's a cute nickname though...#although i really get the zoning out #it can get tiring and sort of disheartening?#but then again ♡#im glad if that could make you smile ♡♡♡♡♡#sending a big hug ur way #♡♡ thank you for being here #( :: feedback :: )#( :: offline q :: )

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writerracha · 1 year

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ when you're spaced out — skz moments

↻ 1.5k (150-200 per member) :: established relationships :: mostly fluff. kissing, domesticity, mention of working out. a bit suggestive at times, but no smut.

↻ 18+ mdni :: not proof read, pls be kind :: masterlist

↻ it's my first time writing reactions like this, so I'm a little nervous, I hope some of you guys like it. 🥺!!

•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•

° . chan

° . minho

° . changbin

° . hyunjin

° . jisung

° . felix

° . seungmin

° . jeongin

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#( :: prev tags :: )#aosifhasf aah thank you so so much!!!!#thats so sweet :(#i mean fluff is just so nice #always makes may day better so #im just happy if i could do the same for u :( ♡#thank you sweetie ♡♡♡♡♡#( :: feedback :: )#( :: offline q :: )

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writerracha · 1 year

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ when you're spaced out — skz moments

↻ 1.5k (150-200 per member) :: established relationships :: mostly fluff. kissing, domesticity, mention of working out. a bit suggestive at times, but no smut.

↻ 18+ mdni :: not proof read, pls be kind :: masterlist

↻ it's my first time writing reactions like this, so I'm a little nervous, I hope some of you guys like it. 🥺!!

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° . chan

° . minho

° . changbin

° . hyunjin

° . jisung

° . felix

° . seungmin

° . jeongin

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writerracha · 1 year

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hi nemu… idk if your requests are open but if they are .. i’d like to request a small fic (when you have time ofc) abt complimenting jisungs lips and then he says “then kiss them” ?!?)?! i just saw a tiktok about this and i’m LOSING IT ATHRGR

if your reqs aren’t open feel free to ignore this, i hope

you have a great day/night !! 💋

lips

FLUFF BELOW CUT – MINORS, AGELESS & DEFAULT BLOGS; DNI

warnings: gn reader, established relationship, mention of food (fried chicken), kissing, semi proof read, jisung's lips are the plot words: 0.5k ~ (516)

dont repost. dont translate. feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

you wouldn't say you're exactly fascinated by jisung's lips. in love with them, however, thats a different statement. you can't help but stare at them every time he's around you.

you adore how cute and perfect they look. how his bottom lip is plumper than his top lip. when he smiles and laughs, his top lip disappearing, showing you his beautiful gummy smile.

his lips always look so perfect and soft, no matter the seasons. when it gets cold, you have to suffer with dry and chapped lips, applying lip balm every second to help moisten them. jisung doesn't suffer with that problem which makes you a lil bit jealous.

you watch jisung eat some fried chicken. the sauce coating his fingers and lips. you glance at him a few times from the corner of your eye, watching the way his tongue darts out to lick up the sauce. he lets out a small chuckle, eyes fixed on the tv screen as his favourite kdrama is currently playing.

“this is some good food. thank you yn!” jisung looks at you, giving you his famous gummy smile that makes your heart flutter.

“it's ok, ji. i've missed you so it's always nice to spend some time with you.”

“you're so cute yn. i've missed you too.” you place the chicken down, wiping your fingers with a napkin. jisung follows suit, leaning back against the sofa.

you watch him wipe his lips clean from the sauce, your eyes fixated on them. you can't help it, jisung's lips are your favourite feature of his. how they look so perfect, soft and round. he glances at you, tilting his head to the side.

“are you ok yn?” you hum, watching his tongue lick his plump bottom lip. it glistens in the dim light, making you fight the urge to kiss him. “are you sure?” he asks again.

“its just, your lips..” you mumble.

“what about them?” his attention being shifted onto you.

“they're so perfect. they're cute and round. soft to the touch. i love how your bottom lip is plump and the way your top lip disappears to show of that adorable gummy smile of yours. i love your lips so much.”

jisung chuckles softly, scooting closer to you. your breath hitches in your throat as he hooks his finger under your chin so you're looking at him. your eyes flicker from his eyes to his lips multiple times.

“then kiss them if you love them so much.”

you lean in, gently pressing your lips against his. you hum softly as you tilt your head to the side to allow jisung to move a some more. your lips mould and move together in perfect synch. the softness of his lips doesn't go a miss.

you briefly pull away to try and catch some air. jisung whines softly, grabbing the back of your head and pulling you towards him to reattach his lips onto yours.

“don't stop. not yet anyways. i love the feel of your lips against mine and i want to savour the moment for a bit longer.”

note: hi ducky! i hope you're doing well and are resting, eating and staying hydrated! thank you for this cute request! ily & have a great day/night 💋 don’t forget to leave feedback, reblog and tell me what you think here. i’d love to hear your thoughts ‹3

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#that was so sweet pls :(#he has the nicest lips #cutest nicest etc :((((#that really made me smile ♡♡♡♡ ahh #HAN JISUNG THE MAN YOU ARE ♡♡#thank you for writing this ♡ for writing period ♡#( :: fic recs :: )#( :: jisung :: )#( :: offline q :: )

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writerracha · 1 year

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ for eternity — chan x female reader

↻ 1k :: vampire!chan :: cw. blood (a lot of it). biting, drinking blood, etc. fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, claiming, slight size kink, dirty talk, use of "love" nickname.

chan wants you to be his companion for eternity.

↻ 18+ mdni :: not proof read, pls be kind :: masterlist

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“Are you sure about this?”

The room is plunged in darkness. All the lights are off - the only thing that allows you to distinguish Chan’s silhouette is the moonlight coming through the thin curtains. He stands close to you, so terribly close to you, in his white shirt and black pants. Brown hair a mess, his eyes darker than you’ve ever seen them.

He’s staring at you. Curious. Hopeful. Desperate.

Hungry.

You already know what you are going to answer. Meeting Chan felt like a turn of fate, something that was meant to happen. You had nothing and no one - and then Chan appeared, extending a hand and offering you a smile. He was interested in you, told you you were beautiful, that he enjoyed your company. You quickly started dating, your love for him growing, and you could see its reflection in his eyes.

It felt too good to be true.

It was.

Two nights ago, Chan showed you his pointed teeth. Told you the truth about who he was - what he was. You were scared, but he had a proposition for you. We were destined to meet, I know it, he said. I have wanted a companion for so long. And you are perfect. I loved you the first moment I laid eyes on you. Will you spend eternity with me?

It was a terrifying thought. Chan told you to think about it - but really, you had made up your mind that very night. You had nothing - and Chan was offering you everything. So you texted him earlier and told him to meet you at your place. You slipped on a black dress, brushed your hair. And you told him yes. I want to be your companion for eternity.

“I am sure,” you tell him now, your hands on his chest.

Chan’s lips tremble, his hand cupping your cheek. “My love. My redemption, my damnation. No one and nothing will be able to take you away from me…”

You let out a soft sigh as his fingers graze your skin, brush your lips. “Be my Maker, Chan.”

He puts his forehead against yours. “You understand what this means, right? You remember what I said?”

“Yes, Chan,” you say, putting your hands above his. “I remember. I want this. I want you.”

He gives you a long look before pushing his lips to yours, drawing you into a passionate kiss. You moan against his mouth, craving all of him. There is just something about the way Chan kisses, the way he kisses you, that makes you believe this was all meant to be. That your entire life brought you to this moment. With him.

“Fuck, I can’t resist you,” Chan growls, licking your lips, his nose tracing your jaw, his breath tickling your neck.

“Don’t,” you breathe.

His tongue presses against the delicate skin of your neck and you shudder, arching your back against him. He has fed on you before. You never thought the feeling of his teeth piercing you, his mouth drinking you in, could feel so heavenly, but it did.

“Lay down, my love,” he whispers.

You take a few steps towards the bed, laying down on the white sheets. Chan crawls over you, kissing you deep, placing your hair around your head to free your neck. You pant against him, grasping at his body, pulling him to you. There is something so desperately erotic about the way Chan is obsessed with your neck, kissing it, licking it, grazing his teeth against it. He grunts, the pointed teeth pushing against your skin without breaking it.

“You are going to be even more beautiful,” he growls in your ear. “My love… My eternal love. All mine.”

“You’ll teach me?” you breathe, playing with his hair.

“I’ll show you everything,” he nods. “Do not be scared. I will never leave your side.”

You kiss him again, sliding your tongue inside of his mouth. You feel the fangs, swirling your tongue around them, and Chan breathes hard, bucking his hips into you. He is hard against your leg. He explained that the act of feeding was always erotic to him, deeply connected with sex. You lean back just enough to whisper the words to him.

“Fuck me before you turn me,” you say. “One last time, while I’m human.”

Chan smirks. “You were made for me. We are going to have so much fun together…”

His hands pull up your silk dress, revealing the panties underneath. He quickly removes them, pushing his fingers in your wet folds, his lips still kissing you feverishly. You roll your hips to meet his hand, moaning as he slides two fingers inside of you. You clench around him, writhing, one of your hands freeing his cock from his pants. You stroke it.

“So wet for me,” he breathes. “Already ready to take my cock.”

You nod, his fingers going deep inside of you, the wet sounds making you dizzy.

“I need you inside of me, Chan, please,” you whisper.

He doesn’t waste any time, guiding his throbbing cock to your entrance and pushing himself inside of you. You let out a sharp moan as he stretches you.

“So… so big,” you whimper.

“Such a sweet little cunt,” he says. “Mine to fuck forever.”

He thrusts his hips, fucking you in sharp movements. You moan his name, opening your eyes to see him. You love his tousled hair, the opened button-up, the fangs showing in his parted mouth. Chan’s hands pin you down, his eyes full of lust and hunger.

“My little human… when you’re turned,” he grunts. “I won’t have to hold back when we have sex. I’ll fuck you dumb, my love. You will be ruined.”

“Fuck, Chan!” you cry out, clenching hard, and Chan accelerates his thrusts. “You’re going to make me cum…”

“Clench my cock inside your little pussy,” he nods. “Fuck!”

As you feel your orgasm wash through you, Chan lets out an animalistic grunt and sinks his teeth into your neck. You feel the fangs piercing your skin, the blood rushing into his mouth, and you cry out in both pain and delight. It makes your orgasm so much more intense, your entire body shaking, your juices overflowing from your cunt, smearing his cock. Chan doesn’t stop fucking you, and after a minute removes himself from your bleeding neck.

You stare up at him, wide-eyed, his lips covered in your blood, drops sliding down his chin onto you. With his cock still buried into you, he bites his wrist and grins.

“Your turn, my love,” he says, blood dripping down his arm. “Feed.”

He pushes his wrist to your lips, and as soon as you taste his blood, you feel your senses overcoming you. It’s the most delicious thing you have ever tasted.

“Fuck, yes, that’s it…” he breathes.

You start sucking at his skin, Chan crying out in your ear, his cock filling you up with spurts of white. He removes his wrist forcefully from your mouth, replacing it with his lips, and you kiss him back. Something is growling inside of you. A fire. A storm.

Your world is red, your world is white, your world is black.

You are full of him, only him.

“Let go, my love,” you hear him whisper. “Come and join me in the dark.”

Your life will never be the same.

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I have no idea what this is! A thought? A drabble? A moment of insanity? I might have been watching too many vampire stuff. Sorry if this is a bit too bloody... I hope you will still like it! Not tagging bc this is a bit different... Love you guys!! ♡

#aofhasfasf you're so kind!!!#and LMAOOOOO i do need to start watching true blood again #im halfway through my rewatch aosifhasf #thank you thank you :( ♡♡♡♡#( :: feedback :: )#( :: offline q :: )

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