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who do you think in skz would be into small dick humiliation??
(Can I be 💭 anon??)
probably sungie, changbin, and a bit lixie but not much (I’d have said the others as well but in my thoughts list it can’t be true!!)
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kitty lee know :3
“jagiya,” Minho mummers as he nuzzles his face between your tits, one hand holding your right tit as he rests his head beside the other.
He pinches your nipple making you whimper in response, “M-min,shit kitty. Gently baby.” You whisper to his kitty ear on his head as you caress his hair, he leans into your touch, letting out a few purrs as he feels your hand on his head. He makes his way to your other nipple, giving it a few kitty licks before sucking on it softly. You can feel his tongue playing with your nipple in his mouth, the other hand squeezing your other tit.
He wraps his tail around your thigh as you wrap your legs around his lower waist. He lets go off your nipple with a loud pop, looking deep into your eye with those eyes of his. His fingers play with your nipple, just the way you play with yourself. He keeps his hands on your tits as he reaches for your neck to keep nuzzling and taste more of you.
(got the idea of how he copies you from @cbini)
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Hiiii can I request a dom!hyunjin smut?? The new Elle photo shoot is KILLING me 😩😩
the Elle shoot is smth else indeed , his long hair is making me go feral >< tbh I see hyunjin as a soft dom but!!! I’ll try to make him in the middle :P
ⓘ soft.dom.hyunjin , fingering , unprotected sex , creampie , sub.reader , praising , use of pet names , making out , edging , soft ending but I think it’s rushes or wtv .
“Fuck–princess, so tight.”
hyunjin mummers as he makes his way back to you mouth. Chest breathing heavily, you can feel your shirt sticking to you body from how hot it’s been. He lets go off of your lips, watching how pant from the messy make out session. His fingers being inside your wet cunt, clenching onto them, begging for some mercy.
He’s been fingering you for what feels like hours, gotten you to cum at least two times till now. Whenever you feel your orgasm reaching, he’d slow down, ruining your orgasm yet again for the night. He says he’s prepping you for his cock, but you know and he knows that he’s just messing with you, and he likes it. He could feel how you’re clenching on his fingers, getting them more wetter and wetter, slowly scissoring his fingers in your tight cunt. He reaches for you clit by his other hand, rubbing soft circles making you arch your back from how good it feels.
“h-hyune, please–“ you can’t let out a simple sentence from how much he’s been edging you. His fingers messing with you you, pinching you clit when he feels like you’re about to cum only to let go when you’re near. “My baby wants to cum? Speak it up then,”
He thrusts his fingers slowly, earring a whine from you. “p-please, need to–ah,ah, please!” he slides his fingers out of sensitive pussy, making you whimper from the empty feeling.
He keeps his thumb on your clit, rubbing soft circles, pulling his sweat pants down, he isn’t swearing any boxers and you’re not surprised by that. He takes his leaky cock out, he lines up his tip on your entrance, teasing you as he presses his thumb against his tip making him let out a groan.
“Ready for me, princess?” You nod, even tho you’re not sure but you need to feel him inside you or you might break down any moment. You’re so wet he could slip in easily, but he gotta take it slow as to make you more desperate for him. He begins to rub his cockhead around in circles against your clit, he teases you by pressing it back and fourth in your hole. He seems to enjoy it.
“Stop teasing me,” he chuckles as he watches how needy you are for him right now, he presses his tip against your wet hole, he presses his pretty lips on your yours as he slips his cock inside of you making you moan against his lips. He inserts his cock fully deeper inside of you, making you whimper. He lets go of your lips, “shit baby, so tight, so wet.” He mumbles against your neck as he hides his face on the crock of your neck.
He presses sweet kisses on your neck before he starts moving, slowly thrusting in your silky cunt. Your mind if cloudy and all you think about is him, hyunjin only. You mindlessly moan his name over on over even tho his thrusts are slow and gentle, but it feels good to even argue. “Jinnie, g-g’na cum,” you whimper as he fastens his thrust slowly, pressing wet kisses still on your neck and collarbone. “Yeah jagiya? Cum for me darling,” he thrusts into you deeper, his tip kissing your cervix, making you arch your back in response. Your toes curl with it as you gush on his cock, walls fluttering on his wet slide. He helps you ride it out, holding your chest close to his.
You’re just panting, your pussy still clenching on his cock as he still thrust in and out of you but slowly as he feels his orgasm coming near. He tries to chase his high, it only takes a few sloppy thrusts before he finishes inside you, pumping you full with his cum with a soft groan. He slips out of you and you whimper, he presses a soft kiss on your forehead.
“You did so well for me, yeobo,” he mummers against your forehead. You wrap your arms around his neck as he rests himself on top of you, nuzzling his head on your neck. “I love you, princess” he mumbles, you can’t help but smile. “I love you too, jinnie”
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for the anon who asked for the hyunjin request, sorry I didn’t publish it still, I’ll try to publish it soon ! ^^
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however you want it, lover-lover
pairing: bang chan x afab!reader
warnings: 🔞!!!! bang christopher chan’s never-ending shame and embarrassment, angst (? kinda maybe if you squint), masturbation (m!), cunnilingus, rimming (f!rec), unprotected sex, foot stuff (chan puts his foot on ur head when he fucks you in doggy), daddy kink, dirty talk
a/n: eeeeeep surprise! another commission!! thank u again to the sweetheart who commissioned this! the only specifications were about chan putting his foot on your head during doggy & the “step on me” comment, thank you for giving me creative liberty on everything else, i had so much fun with this!! <3
“step on me.”
it’s the first thing you’ve said in probably thirty minutes. you and chan are busy doing absolutely nothing, both on your phones and relaxing together on your couch on his odd day off.
“ste- aha! what? jesus, what are you saying?”
“step on me! look at this tiktok.”
you hand him your phone, and chan immediately groans and looks up at the ceiling when he lays eyes on the newest tiktok edit you’ve been watching for the past two minutes straight. at least two minutes. he’s going to have this song stuck in his head for the rest of the day thanks to you.
no diggity. flashes of sweat-slicked abs, slitted eyes, and a sharp jawline that have you kicking your feet and biting your lip next to him.
“don’t- don’t look at it like that. i don’t look like that,” chan complains. he tugs on his earlobe; the skin is flushed pink.
“you’re so fucking hot. that part! wait, go back, that part. that- right there. i’m getting horny.” you push into his space on the couch, knees pressed close to his muscular thighs, using your finger to point dramatically at the phone still clasped in chan’s loose grip. he almost shrieks when the clip of him lifting up his shirt rolls around again, an embarrassed grin on his face while he rolls his hips to the beat. “that! oh my god, i love these guys.” you pat his stomach.
“why are you watching these? this is so embarrassing,” chan mumbles. he lets you snatch your phone from his hand without fuss.
“edits of my sexy boyfriend? are you joking? i have a whole folder of them, look.”
you’re not kidding, chan comes to find. you really do have a tiktok folder filled with hundreds of spicy edits of him. you add this one to the folder and hand your phone back to him, curling up beside him tightly with your arms wrapped around one of his so that you can go through them together.
countless edits later, you can feel the heat radiating off of your tomato-red boyfriend. the last straw doesn’t even come from a particularly scandalous edit, just the song attached to it.
“oh gosh, not-! not daddy’s home, i can’t handle this!”
“whaaat?! what! what, come on, that one’s so good! you were so hot in that suit you wore at kcon!”
chan drops your phone into his lap and fake cries into his palms while you shake his shoulders with your hands, the chorus of daddy’s home still playing ridiculously in the background.
“you’re so red right now i feel like you’re going to explode or something.”
you fan him aggressively with your hands, and chan tugs at the thick neck of his hoodie to circulate some air to his equally-as-red chest.
“i think i could. stays are, um, haha! stays are really, really good at edits. those transitions were kinda crazy.”
“‘how many letters is bang chan?’” you read, picking your phone back up from his lap and pausing the video to scroll through the comments. “‘we must stay focused brothers.’”
chan leans into you again and grabs the corner of your phone to angle it towards him so he can read the funny comments with you. he’s cute, embarrassed and sweetly shy from seeing his own body and hard work be made a spectacle of. your man is a pro-idol indeed, the confident lip bites, shirt lifts, and grinding hips come easy to him on stage, but chan off-stage would prefer to curl up in a ball and cover his ears at the mere mention of a compliment.
“‘step on me, king,’” he reads. “what- what does that even mean? no, i don’t wanna know. you guys are insane!” his lips quirk down, contemplative. you giggle at the way his eyes dart back and forth quickly like he’s really trying to figure out the mystery of someone wanting to be stepped on by him.
“it’s just, like, an internet thing? people probably don’t even really mean it, it’s like a reflex to say when someone’s super hot. well, no, i lied. people definitely mean it with you.”
before you can explain your case further, chan grabs you around the shoulders and pulls you to his chest in a rough bear hug. your nose is smushed against his abdomen, and you’d bite down if you knew you’d get anything other than the thick fabric of his hoodie in your mouth.
“whaddya mean people definitely mean it with me, huh?!”
you love when he gets like this, playful and silly and uninhibited. cute. his face flushes petal pink at the attention, the compliments and praise make him want to shrivel up, but he wants to hear them from you regardless. he craves it.
“y’re hot, goober,” comes your muffled reply. chan has mercy on you and lets you up from his grasp, he even smooths out your now frizzy hair. it’s not until your legs are thrown across his lap and you’re nestled into the corner of the couch that he speaks again.
“did- i mean, did you mean it? like- you’d want me to? step… on you? or something?”
your comment started off as a little joke, something so completely unserious, but at the same time, it’s not like you have to put much thought into it. you’ve watched porn, you’ve watched hardcore porn when you were in the mood for it, and there’s something in particular that you are mighty keen on trying out in bed with chan as long as he’d be comfortable doing it with you.
“yeah, like. like, wouldn’t it be kinda hot? if you fucked me from behind and put your foot on my head to hold me down?”
chan cocks his head like he’s not expecting you to answer so seriously, blinking rapidly as he takes in what you said. he’s the perfect partner, the perfect lover in bed and out, there’s truly not much you could ask him for that he wouldn’t go out of his way to do, but this might be the exception based on the sour look on his face.
“don’t- don’t make me feel bad! is it weird? maybe it’s kinda weird.”
“hey! hey hey hey, no, bug. c’mere.” chan tugs on your ankle until you’re curled up next to him again. he wraps a strong arm around you, settling the other one under the tuck of your legs so he can cradle you close. “i didn’t mean to make you feel bad. you know how i am about my feet, yeah? they’re so… flat.”
he mutters the word flat like it’s a curse, like he’s disgusted with himself. chan nitpicks himself like it’s his job, and he’s the chairman of the company. his nose is too big, his feet are too flat. why is his bum so big and his arms not big enough? he focuses on every single detail of his physical being until they drive him crazy, but you’re helping him work on it, a slow but sure process. what may be small details to you are not small details to chan, it’s important for you to remember.
“don’t be mean to my channie.” you bonk your forehead against his. “i think it would be hot. just- it’s just another way you can have me, you know? get me on my knees for you and push my head into the mattress when you fuck me, and if i move too much you just put your foot on my head to keep me in place. tell me to be good and take it.”
you press your legs together at the thought, and chan rubs a gentle hand up your thigh. an even gentler smile graces his pretty lips, he can tell by how squirmy you’re becoming that you’re getting worked up.
“is that what you like about it? that i can keep you in place?”
that’s only part of it. you don’t want that from just anyone, you want it from chan. chan makes you crave submission in a way you never have before because you trust and love him so wholly. chan takes you to the moon and gives you the stars while you’re there. you tell him all of this, and his fingers make their way between your closed legs.
“let me think on it, yeah?” he whispers. “just let me think about it.”
he can’t stop thinking about it.
he’s already naked, didn’t bother changing into clothes after a quick shower, and his cock is drooling on the thick planes of his abs.
chan likes being dominant. chan loves being dominant, in fact. there’s something so special about taking you apart and putting you back together again. it’s cathartic to him, and he knows it is for you too, but sometimes the vast clashing of chan’s shameshameshame and wantwantwant is hard to navigate.
what kind of man is he that fantasizes about debasing you like that? you deserve to be treasured. you’re his queen, he should treat you as such, how could he even think about something like this?
nevertheless, the thought lingers.
your hands pinned against your back by his veiny ones. his cock, hot and heavy, drilling into the sweet heat of your precious cunt. you’d be crying, he’s ashamed to think, begging for your daddy to fuck you harder, give you more.
chan licks his palm. his balls are tight when he fondles them, squeezing the wrinkled skin in a rough hold. he hisses through his teeth when he traces his middle finger a little lower, rubbing slowly at the sensitive skin of his taint just like you do for him.
“baby, fuck.” his words are whispered, drowned out by the clapping of sweaty skin and your delicious moans that his mind conjured up. a dirty movie just for his viewing.
he finally takes hold of his cock, knobby fingers curling around the head and soothing downwards to spread precum down his length. chan’s hips raise into his grip at the same time you fuck yourself back on him in his fantasy.
“my pussy feels so goo-o-od, daddy,” your voice says. it’s frantic, mumbled pathetically due to the fact that your cheek is squished against the mattress. the force of his thrusts shunts your body up towards the headboard, but you’re held in place by chan’s strong grip.
he slows down, and it pulls a pathetic sob from your lips. chan pulls his cock almost all the way from your cunt before slowly, so slowly, sliding back inside balls deep. you quake when his balls mash tight against your swollen clit, the feeling of his cock so deep inside is so overwhelming that you struggle to get your arms up under you so that you can scramble uselessly up the bed.
“don’t run, don’t fucking run, take what i give you, yeah?”
chan manhandles you back by the hips until he’s pressed all the way inside again, and that’s when he swings his leg around. even in his fantasy, he can feel the texture of your pretty hair and the heat radiating from your face.
the scene in his head makes chan throw an arm over his face while his other hand speeds up on his cock. he’s so wet now that his fist makes a slick noise every time it moves, the tip of his dick a leaky faucet. if anyone were to walk by his door there’s no doubt what he’s getting up to.
“daddy?!” you cry, gasping. your hands scramble to grip at the sheets.
“stay still. stay right there, baby, i don’t wanna hurt you,” he grunts. it takes a moment to get his rhythm going again, not used to this position, but he’s a quick learner. he can feel the way you try to nod your head under the weight of his foot, and it’s so sweet the way your breath catches in your throat.
if he were any meaner he’d press his foot against you rougher, mess up your hair so it tangles and sticks to your teary, ruddy cheek.
“so good, sweetie, you’re doing so good.”
“so good, sweetie, you’re doing so good,” chan whispers aloud. if he keeps his eyes closed and focuses on the pictures in his head, it’s almost like he can feel the tight grip of your little cunt on his cock instead of his fist.
“‘m doing so good,” you whimper. “c’n i cum for you, please? please can i cum, daddy? daddydaddydaddy.” your fingers wrap around his ankle and -
chan cums with a choked groan. his almond eyes flutter open as sticky cum oozes in ropes against his taut, heaving abs. he slows the speed of his fist but continues touching himself until his hips are kicking in overstimulation.
he lays there for a moment and focuses on the cum cooling onto his abdomen, refusing to acknowledge the dregs of embarrassment yet that are creeping into his relaxed state of mind. did he really just get off to that? did he really just get off to a perverted fantasy about stepping on the love of his life?
all of a sudden, like the angel you are, your voice cuts through his thoughts. a beacon of light, a lone lighthouse in the fog of his stormy sea. funnily enough, you had mentioned this after a particularly frenzied round of sex, and he’s never forgotten it.
don’t let your shame get in the way of something you think you might really enjoy.
you’re almost bouncing in his lap when he finally tells you he’s down to try it. your excitement is palpable, and he can’t help but smile with you.
the both of you are nearly naked when he tosses you on your bed and climbs on top of you. you can’t help but wriggle, the only thing that’s left on your body is your pants.
“you gonna be rough with me, channie?” you ask, coy. he doesn’t grace you with an answer, but he does flip you onto your stomach before crawling down the bed and slowly easing your pants down. he stops before he pulls them all the way down your ass, pausing to press heated kisses to the fat of your cheeks.
“lift up on your knees, baby. yeah, ‘s good,” chan coaxes. with your pants still bunched up under your ass, he helps you situate yourself on your knees. he was expecting for you to rise onto your palms too, but your upper body remains flat against the mattress. your ass is presented to him on a platter. he tugs your pants down further so that they’re stuck around your thighs.
you sigh at the first touch of his warm tongue to your cunt. he eats you out like he’s ravenous, shaking his head against you to get his tongue deeper while his hands grip your asscheeks to keep you steady. you know he likes to be smothered like this, the meat of your pussy lips bracketing his tongue so you’re all he can taste, all he can smell.
he left your pants around your thighs for a reason; you can’t spread your legs like you want. you squirm, whining pitifully in your throat while your movements are restricted, and chan just huffs a smug laugh against your sloppy wet pussy.
chan pulls away for a moment to hook two bony fingers in your clenching hole, kissing your thighs and your asscheeks as he makes his way somewhere else.
your mouth opens in a silent moan, chin quivering and eyebrows furrowing when chan sucks a wet kiss onto your asshole.
“o-oh, chan, channie,” you finally moan, and he responds with his own. his fingers fuck you with precision while his tongue circles the furl of your littlest hole until he pulls away to speak.
“‘s not my name,” he mumbles. his ears heat up.
“christopher. chris? chris, you’re so good to me.” a whine, pitched high and needy.
“one more try, baby. you know what my name is, yeah?”
he curls his two fingers deliciously in your pussy and returns his mouth to your asshole, flicking rapidly and then sucking around the pucker in a messy kiss. his lips smack against you so perfectly that your brain nearly shuts off.
“da- daddy! daddy, you’re my daddy,” you cry, legs still uselessly fighting against the waist of your pants to try and spread yourself for him. chan grips your wrist and presses it to your lower back when your hand flies back to attempt to spread your ass open.
“yeah. yeah. that’s right, baby. and i’m- daddy’s gonna fuck you now, okay?”
he pulls your pants the rest of the way off and you’re presenting yourself again like it’s your favorite thing to do. face down, ass up, ready and waiting for him. chan doesn’t waste anymore time before he mounts you, pressing his hands to the arch of your back and making it bow deeper as he sheaths himself inside your warmth.
“big- big cock, daddy.”
“big ‘cause you like it like that.”
he’s right, your daddy’s dick is big and you love it.
he waits until you’re relaxing into the sheets to start a cruel pace, leaning over your back to brush his fingers through your hair while he works his hips. his mind is almost blissfully blank, the only voice in his head telling him to fuck you better, fuck you like you deserve, give you what you asked for.
it almost happens like it did in his fantasy, a particularly deep thrust sends you scrambling up the bed and rubbing frantically at your pulsing clit while he follows behind you.
“no no no, don’t. stay still, just take it. i’m not done yet, yeah? you’ve gotta- gotta be good and take it.”
it’s not nearly as smooth as it was in his head, nothing ever is and probably never will be, but he successfully swings his leg around and plants his foot on your head. his hamstring burns, thighs quivering for a moment before he takes a deep breath and thrusts himself fully inside again.
“ohmygoddaddy,” you wheeze. “oh my god, daddy! oh my god, oh fuck.” he can feel the way your cunt clenches on him frantically. chan stays frozen for a moment, waiting for you to kick at him or whimper out your safeword, but neither come. he feels your pretty hair under the sole of his foot, feels the heat radiating from your sweaty skin. “please, that’s so fucking hot! you’re so fucking hot.”
your voice is throaty and desperate, and it sends chan into a frenzy.
chan lifts up on his knee so he can fuck you harder, hovering over your back and planting both hands beside your shoulder. it’s a stretch, but he finds that he likes it. he fucks you like a dog, hips rutting roughly and leg hiked up so he can push your face into the mattress with his foot just like you wanted.
“such a- hah, haaaah, pretty mess for me,” chan moans. his chest is flushed pink with exertion. he’s used to it flushing pink with embarrassment, but there’s no embarrassment or shame to be found here, not today. “pretty mess on my cock. love you. baby, love you.”
if he looked down, there’d be a sweet ring of cream around his cock, your pussy so sloppy wet and creamy that you’ve left your mark on him.
you’re being fucked so hard your head should be bobbing with the movement, but you’re held firmly in place by chan’s foot. you whimper when he adjusts his stance and his heel presses into the plush of your sweat-sticky cheek.
“daddy, da- daddy. daddy,” you repeat. you just want to say his name. chan can see your face clearly from where he’s hovering above you and slightly to the side. you can barely keep your eyes open, and they’re swimming when you do, gaze loopy and delirious. you’re drooling against the mattress, lips open and plump and squished slightly from the weight of his foot on your precious cheek.
“what does daddy need to do?” he breathlessly asks. “are you still with me, sweetheart?”
you rush to answer, tongue heavy and words slurring when you tell him that you’re “right here with you, daddy.”
it takes everything in him not to growl like a damn animal. you’re so fucked out on his cock that he’ll never forget it, so perfect and dirty and darling. he can already feel his heavy balls tightening when they slap against your clit, he’s so ready to feed you full of all his cum, but he has to get you there first. you’re squeezing his cock so tight that he knows it won’t take much more.
“fuck. fuck, whose hole is this? tell me whose it is.”
“‘s your hole, daddy. daddy’s hole. just- just yours. do you like it?” you ask him so sweetly he has to giggle, and all you can do is whine. chan’s arms almost give out when your fingers wrap around his ankle and stroke lightly at the skin.
“baby, i love it. love this pussy, love everything about you, nnnuh, come on. come on, do it. cum for me. daddy’s s-so proud of you, you’re perfect.”
you almost dislodge him when you cum, shivering so hard in pleasure that your body starts to buck. chan lifts his foot from your head and ignores the ache in his thigh in favor of holding you in his arms while you cum, hips still thrusting so he can help you ride it out.
“you too, cum in me, please? please, daddy. i want your cum so bad.” your eyes are almost rolling in your head, but you pucker your lips for a kiss and chan’s gone.
he turns your head so he can lick inside of your mouth. your pulsating pussy still milking him for all he’s worth, he’d be crazy not to give it to you. he cums with a loud groan, so loud that it’s hardly muffled by the smacking of your lips, and he stills inside of you. chan can feel his thigh shaking against the back of yours.
you’re a little out of it, he can tell. you coo sadly when his softening cock slips out of you as he slowly rolls you onto your back, but your lips quirk up in a loopy smile when he cups your cheeks in his hands to help you focus your gaze on him.
“my heart. look at me? gosh, you’re so fucking pretty.”
your lashes flutter, and chan smiles.
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THOUGHTS #1
Sweet boy changbin who comes home tired from all the work he’s been doing , laying down on the couch trying to relax a bit . He’s all sweaty from the gym he has gone , he feels his body height heavy on him . He waits patiently for you to come and relive some stress from him . Climbing on his lap , caressing his body softly as he lets out a few soft whimpers . He wants you to touch him more , play with his sensitive nipples as you jerk his chubby cock . His cock so leaky , he just wants you to press your thumb against his tip , as he moans out your name , pinch his nipples and he’ll throw his head back as he rolls his eyes back . Leave soft kisses against his stomach as you keep tightening your grip on his cock as he cums in your hands , staining his stomach & your hand . Praise him for how good he has been for you , call him your good boy and he’d pay you back by shoving his face between your thighs , sucking on your clit eagerly , spreading your folds with his tongue as he tastes you . He’d try his best to make you cum as you grip his hair and grind against his tongue , he lets out a few groans , which vibrates against you making you arch your back . He just wants to prove to you how much he’s good for you and make his little bunny feel good as much as you had pleasured him .
#nana’s recs♡#stray kids#stray kids imagine#stray kids thoughts#stray kids smut#stray kids x reader#seo changbin#seo changbin imagine#seo changbin thoughts#seo changbin smut#seo changbin x reader
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my baby , I wanna know more about you too ><
Last song : Lunchbox friends by Melanie Martinez .
Favorite Colors : Pink , Black , Blue , Wine Red ( I don’t really have one specific fav color I love them all :3 )
Currently watching : I mostly watch stray kids content & EN-O’CLOCK but I was thinking of watching Jennifer’s body :0
Spicy/Savory/Sweet : I’m not really a fan of spicy food but I have a spice limit >< , I’m a sucker for sweets especially chocolate , I’m ok with savory
Relationship status : I’m currently single (I’m amira’s hubby 😡)
Current obsession : BANGCHAN ! (& lee know ^^) , pudding , cats
@joongbin . @wegc ( idk who to tag tbh so if anyone sees this feel free to make one too :P )
— nine people i'd like to get to know better ❣️
tagged by: @lix-ables one of my fav creators on here!! ily and just so you know i would Also like to get to know you better <3
last song: sugarcoat (kiss of life NATTY solo)
favourite colour: dark blue, I love it a lot it’s a calm color and somehow reminds me of rainy nights
currently watching: i'm not a person who watches much, so right now I’m watching stray kids content videos
spicy/savoury/sweet: this is hard! Because I love all three 😭 but I’ll take a mix of spicy and savory
relationship status: currently single!
current obsession: sherlock cover by stray kids, hyunjins silky hair
tagging: @cgnab @bbyquokka @jinnie-ret I don’t even know 9 ppl (not forcing!)
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I LOVE YOUR NEW THEME OMGGG
TY MY LOVE ♡ !!
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You tellin’ me you’re taking requests👀
how about nerdy han who’s also your shy neighbor ?? Can be smut or fluff as you like!!
-your hubby♡
NERDY! HAN X READER
PAIRINGS: NERDY! Han x fem reader
WORD COUNT: 308
WARNINGS: a little suggestive, mostly fluff
Han is often up late into the night studying, and sometimes you catch glimpses of him through his window, buried in books or typing furiously on his laptop. When he wants you to join he comes over and you guys work together.
Han also knocks on your door shyly, asking to borrow a book from your collection that he needs for research or just for pleasure reading. These interactions become small moments of connection between you, as you discuss your favorite authors and genres.
Whenever you run into each other in the hallway or at the building's entrance, Han always blushes and stumbles over his words, making you smile at his adorably shy demeanor. Despite his nervousness, he always manages to make you laugh with his witty remarks.
On nights when Han is feeling particularly stressed, he sometimes knocks on your door shyly, asking if you want to join him for a late-night snack run to the convenience store. These impromptu outings lead to deep conversations about life, dreams, and aspirations.
You discover that you have many shared interests with Han, from your love of classic literature to your passion for indie music. These commonalities strengthen your bond and make spending time together even more enjoyable.
Despite his shy exterior, Han surprises you with his hidden talents, whether it's his impressive knowledge of obscure trivia or his knack for playing the guitar. You find yourself falling for him even more as you uncover these layers of his personality.
Every now and then, you invite Han over for a cozy movie night at your place. You snuggle up on the couch together under a blanket, sharing popcorn and laughter as you watch your favorite films.
There are moments when you catch Han stealing glances at you when he thinks you're not looking.
No, he's not looking at your face but more likely on your tits. His cheeks flush pink whenever you meet his gaze, and he looks away immediately.
(poor baby 😭)
One rainy evening, you find yourselves caught in a sudden downpour while walking home. Seeking shelter under a nearby awning, Han finally gathers the courage to confess his feelings for you, his shy demeanor melting away in the face of his overwhelming love and admiration.
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this is so good !! I really like how you write 9th member fics !! This needs a reward (≧σ≦)
Feeling Drained.
That's where you're at. Being in a co-ed Kpop group was never a breeze; you knew that from the get-go. It was clear early on that you'd have to put in double the effort to earn even a fraction of the praise your bandmates effortlessly received.
But reality hit harder than you expected. You didn't foresee that people could be even nastier than the judges during evaluations.
And the relentless criticism you've faced has you second-guessing everything.
"Will they slut-shame me again if I hug Chan on camera?"
"Will they enforce another diet if I have a slice of pizza?"
And let's be real, it's made you withdraw even more. You used to share everything with your bandmates, but now, you're keeping everything bottled up, waiting for the pressure to burst.
You've been spending late nights in the practice room, trying to tweak your dance style to match the other Stray Kids members. You've been on strict diets and occasionally hit the gym with Changbin.
Your manager keeps pushing you to keep it up, saying it's for the "album's success" and to make your bandmates "feel less obligated to look after you".
But in trying to meet those expectations, you've convinced yourself you're taking care of yourself, when really, you're just safeguarding your reputation at the expense of your mental health.
At first, nobody noticed-until you kept turning down your favorite foods your bandmates offered, lost five kilos in a week, and started acting more formal around them.
In the end, it was the concern and support of your bandmates that truly made the difference.
Despite your efforts to conceal your struggles, they sensed your distress and rallied around you, determined to help you find healthier ways to cope and thrive.
"It breaks my heart seeing you like this," Jisung admitted one evening, his voice soft with empathy as he reached out to squeeze your hand. "We're here for you, no matter what."
Hyunjin chimed in, a playful grin tugging at his lips. "And we've got a plan to help you feel better.
Step one: unlimited servings of your favorite comfort food!"
Felix nodded in agreement, his eyes alight with determination. "Step two: we find fun ways to stay active together. No more punishing workouts, just good times with the Stray Kids crew."
Chan, ever the pillar of strength, wrapped you in a warm embrace, his voice gentle yet firm. "And step three: we drown out the haters with love and positivity. You're so much more than their words, and we'll remind you of that every step of the way."
Slowly but surely, their efforts began to chip away at the walls you'd built around yourself. They listened without judgment as you poured out your fears and insecurities, offering empathy and understanding in return. They reminded you that you were so much more than the harsh words of critics, that your worth was not defined by your appearance or achievements.
Together, you embarked on a journey of self-discovery and healing, finding joy and fulfillment in the simple pleasures of life. You danced not to meet impossible standards, but for the sheer joy of movement. You savored delicious meals without guilt or shame, knowing that nourishing your body was an act of self-love, not indulgence.
And as you embraced this newfound sense of freedom and self-acceptance, you found the courage to confront the toxic voices that had held you captive for so long.
"No more listening to those voices in your head," Changbin declared, his eyes ablaze with determination. "From now on, you listen to us. We've got your back, always."
With the unwavering support of your bandmates by your side, you learned to love yourself fiercely and unapologetically, embracing every aspect of who you are with open arms. And as you stood tall, a beacon of strength and resilience, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would face them together, as a family.
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why are all ur fics just sub skz 😭 that’s boring
I didn’t really realize that , it’s also my asks are for sub skz I’ll try to write for something different , sorry I made you bored
#Nana’s asks—⋆𐙚₊˚⊹#answered#sweet anon♡#sorry if my fics are boring I’ll try to change my way of writing
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OMG!!! i just read needy! chan and i have an idea for a continuation if you don’t mind? Channie gets upset about having to wait for his orgasm so he gets whiny and bratty. Maybe meandom!reader can teach him a lesson ??
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this is a really good idea ! Sorry if it seems rushed or if you didn’t like it ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა the first part is NEEDY !
NEEDY ! #2
PAIRINGS: Bangchan x fem reader
WORD COUNT: 506
WARNINGS: nsfw , swearing , dom!reader , sub!chan , desperate chan , begging , edging , cock slapping , mean!reader , nipple pinching , bratty chan , blowjob .
MINORS DON’T INTERACT !
“Please–please b-baby ! Feels good–“
he whines , his legs shaking from how much you’ve ruined his orgasms . he reaches for your hair to tug on his softly making you groan , the vibration makes him jolt as if he has been struck . you take him a few more times in your mouth then let go off his aching cock with a pop making him groan . You’re sat completely naked between his legs , pussy leaking from how good he looks right now .
“Baby boy can take more can’t he ?” you coo , he looks so sweet like that , all needy and desperate to cum for you . “b-baby–been good,fuck ! please–“ he whimper when you slap his cock , leaking precum , you could his release coming from how much his chubby cock is twitching . “Need–need to c-cum !” you start jerking him off again but slowly , he doesn’t care about that all he cares about is cumming right now or he’ll loose his mind . “f-fuck , g-gn’a cum , cum–cumming !” He whines , making you slap his cock again , but this time he cums from the slap making him moan a high pitched moan .
“Such a whore , cumming without permission ?” His eyes widen when he realizes he came already , he didn’t mean to it was just hard to not cum .
You climb up on his lap , you could feel him shaking underneath you . you start playing with his nipples making him moan a soft moan . “do you think you deserve to cum inside my pussy , channie?” You say teasingly , he nods excitedly , “please–need to feel you mommy–ah! Ah , mama please–“ you pinch his nipple making him cry softly , you start roaming your hands all over his body , playing with him . You then let go off him and grab his cock settling it on your entrance , he whines from how wet you’re , he just wanna fuck you full and fill you with his load . You tease his tip a little before sliding it slowly inside of you . He whimpers when he feels how tight you’re around him , “mommy–mommy! Pussy so tight , f-feels too good!”
You start bouncing on his cock , his cock hitting all your spots making you whine softly . “Channie , feels good–“ you whine , he’s babbling nonsense underneath you holding you by your hips . You could feel your release coming up , “baby–shit! Mommy’s cummin’–“ you fuck yourself faster on him making him moan loudly , “pussy clenching on me tight–ah , ah! Mommy! “ after a few thrusts you feel yourself coming undone on his cock , you let out a few pants before feeling his cock twitching inside of you , he starts buckling his hips against yours . You hold his hips down “dirty slut , looks like you won’t be cumming anytime soon.”
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I wanted to write something for hyunjin but literally forgot about it ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১
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