Okay First Of All I Love Thisss Felix Would Soo Be Like That~ I Do Need Fluff Hahaha- I've Been Like

okay first of all I love thisss🥺🥺 Felix would soo be like that~ I do need fluff hahaha- i've been like confused for the past few days idk why??

hi, me again! please don’t apologize about being slow or even not responding to asks at all, that’s your right! you’re so sweet 🥲

also i forgot to comment on your response but i’m so glad you mentioned the shower thing for hyunjin bc i’ve actually been thinking about this! idk if it’s the virgo placements but i do think that he has a thing for cleanliness and purity like nothing’s hotter to him than the concept of you both just being stripped bare. no clothes, no makeup, no jewelry, all squeaky clean and warm from the shower. and you’re right, he’s biiig on skin-to-skin. probably not a big fan of positions where he’s not completely pressed against you and breathing down your neck. backshots would feel so intense and mellow, his chest flushed to your back, brushing your hair away from your face so he can kiss your cheek and whisper in your ear. even in non-sexual situations, everytime you guys would go for a hug, he’d bury his face in your neck, chasing your warmth, mumbling "mmh skin…" and you’d oblige his whiny request, placing his arms around your waist underneath your sweater and sneaking your own hands below the back of his collar, slowly stroking his spine.

anonnie ...... this is ... this is everything ❤️‍🩹

you're so right, his heart'S always 100% in it, especially when it's you. the hand under the shirt, non-sexually, I am sobbing because it's so true. he'd just want to feel you, it would calm him down so much. also loves the smell of you, he probably regularly steals your clothing and falls asleep cuddling them ❤️‍🩹 and the backshots thought i am 😵‍💫 because yeahhhh he's the one whispering in your ear about how perfect you are and how much he loves with while he fucks you so deep and hard and fills you up. oh my GOD

omg you dont like those kind of fics- omg😭😭😭I DID NOT KNOW- I tagged you earlier in a sad fic, I'll go change it😭😭😭😭Sorry!💞

i read a fic earlier today it was absolutely heartbreaking but still beautiful can i tag you in it?

Thank you for thinking of me but please don't. I don't read sad/angsty fics :(

Omg you and me both😭 If I see a roach- Either I faint while standing up or I'm just screaming and yeah, never stepping foot in that room till I try to kill it which resolves to calling one of my friends to kill it🥹

HI LOVEYYY!! How are you today? 💚 also, is there a name you’d like me to call you? 🥰

HIIIIIIII!!!! I'm doing fine, super sleepy lmao. Hm, tbh you can call me anything, but even though its not my real name haha, you can call me rinoa💞💞

HAHAHAH This was so cute and funny🤣 Thanks for tagging mee💖💖💖💖

a/n: a bonus mini changbin for @katieraven :))) (warnings: anxiety mention)

“hey,” a voice strikes you out of your daze and you turn your head towards changbin, blinking slowly at him. he raises a brow at you, as if expecting something, but you don’t know what it is. 

“yes?” you sound out slowly, unsure and utterly confused. 

“i asked you what you wanted to eat three times, and you didn’t answer,” he says, gentle even though it felt a little like an accusation to your swirling mind. 

“oh,” you frown, trying to remember hearing him but coming up with nothing. all that you could hear was the static running through your ears. “sorry?”

“are you okay?” he asks, leaning closer to you so he could press a hand to your shoulder. it felt good, grounding, the heavy weight of it welcome on your tired body. you sag into him, feeling utterly spent. 

“yeah?” you ask more than tell, mouth twisting in displeasure at having to answer that question - you didn’t like lying to him, but being honest about things like this was worse than pulling teeth, sometimes.

“oh,” he says, nodding in understanding as he pulls you into himself, folding you up into his arms as if you were some small thing to protect. he always knew just what you were meaning to say, even if it was the opposite. “was it something that happened, or just in general?”

you pause for a moment, a confirmation of the latter resting on your tongue but is that true? because being anxious for no reason was making you more anxious, and that was something specific. but it wasn’t what caused this, nothing did, really. but that brings you back to - 

“okay,” he drawls out, booping your forehead with his fingers, drawing you out of your own head. again. “here’s what we’re going to do. i’m going to put on mario, and we’re going to play a few rounds. and you’re not allowed to disappear into your pretty head, because if you lose more than i do, you’re buying us dinner. and if i lose, i’m buying. got it?”

“yes, mom,” you roll your eyes but lean into him a little more, trying to get your body to relax into his. you knew what he was doing, he was never the type to try and hide his helpful gestures from you. he wanted you to know exactly what his intentions were, always. it made your heart swell up just a bit that he cared that much to think these things through for you. he knew exactly what things would get you out of your own head, and getting the opportunity to beat him at mario was definitely one of those things. “get ready to get your ass kicked, loser.”

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SCREAM — CHAPTER [13] of RED LIGHTS [18+!]

“You’re insane,” is all you can let out.

“Insanely attracted to you.”

You scoff, “Stop messing around.”

“Oh, I was just about to start, doll.”

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💻 Four months ago: When you end up running into your ex boyfriend at a house party, you decide to search for the vodka your best friend hides in his storage room. But instead you find your enemy there who is very destined to make you forget about your past lover.

❗️You, Y/N, are part of this year’s season of Red Lights, starring as the main character, surrounded by eight very different men that you have all met before. In order to decide how the story unfolds and what happens in following episodes, select an option for the poll after reading a chapter.

🛷 CONTENT INFO: skz ot8 x afab reader [not at the same time], pls refer to masterlist for more info, reality/dating show AU, minors do not interact since it includes topics only suitable for adults, content warning under the cut

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🥀 CONTENT WARNING: explicit sexual content [includes oral (f receiving), semi-public encounters, degradation, squirting, reader gets called doll, baby and slut], alcohol consumption, mention of breakup

The characters do not portray any of the skz members in real life, the names are just used for fiction. Minors do not interact, this post contains mature topics. By reading you consent to nsfw content and agree that you have read all the warnings above carefully.

You’re convinced by now he must have done it on purpose. Jisung’s greatest birthday wish must have been to humiliate you and he achieved exactly that.

Big brown eyes stare at her. You think she’s one of the birthday boy’s colleagues and you couldn’t care less if she wasn’t currently all over your ex boyfriend.

Yes, someone—most definitely Jisung himself—must have invited Minho to the party. As far as you know they have talked maybe twice in their life which is why you don’t get what your ex is doing here. Therefore, Jisung must have brought him here with the intention of hurting you.

“Are you okay, Y/N? You’ve been sipping on this gin tonic for an hour now.”

It’s funny that your best friend worries about you when you’re not drinking—although it would be a good idea to drown your sorrows in alcohol. However, you don’t want to do anything that could end very embarrassing for you. The night is already too much of a disaster while you’re sober.

“Why… why is he here, Chan?”

Your best friend is sipping on some lemonade. Despite him living here together with Jisung in the shared apartment, he has offered the guests to drive them home—the gentlemen he is. Well, he’s also doing a new workout program which requires him to stay sober at all times.

“I believe it’s because Jisung is celebrating his birthday together with Jooyeon and apparently Minho and him are friends,” Chan explains. “ They have known each other for years since their families are close or something. Jisung told him that it isn’t a good idea but Jooyeon couldn’t be convinced.”

Oh. So—it wasn’t your enemies evil plan after all? Or is Chan just trying to calm you down? No. Your best friend would never lie to you and despite that, you can tell whenever he’s not telling the truth.

In addition to that, your worst nightmare—also known as Han Jisung—has also tried to convince his friend to not invite Minho? Maybe because of… you? When your ex and you were still a couple, Jisung had always been pretty neutral, almost distant around him so you would have expected him to not really care if Minho attends his party or not.

“Ji– Jisung tried to convince him not to come?”

And here you were thinking that he was the one to invite him on purpose. Well—can you blame yourself? Jisung and you have never gotten along since you first met even though Chan has been his roommate and other best friend. Your hatred towards him is mostly caused because of him dating your close friend Sooji in the first year of college and dumping her for no reason. He just ghosted her out of the blue and talked shit about her.

It’s part of your ‘girl’s support girls code’ to automatically hate him too, right? On top of that, he’s never made a move to come clear with you either. By now he must reciprocate those feelings—you can tell since he takes every chance to make fun of you when you’re together in your shared friend group.

“Yes. He told me,” Chan replies.

“Wow, you could almost think that he has a heart,” you chuckle.

Your best friend rolls his eyes, “Y/N… I know you don’t like him but he’s not evil.”

Raising one eyebrow, you look at Chan. “That’s what he makes you believe…”

You turn around, gaze hovering towards your ex boyfriend, who’s currently whispering something to the girl in front of him. Minho’s fingers are placed on her lower arm, pulling her closer.

“Hey, look at me,” Chan interrupts your zoned out state.

“Hm?”

“If you want to go home, I can drive you at any time,” he informs you. “I’m staying sober anyway. But how about you just make the best out of it?”

Wow. Chan makes it sound so fucking easy. You’ve come so far these past nine months. You’ve almost got over your stupid asshole of an ex boyfriend just for him to show up at a party which you didn’t want to attend in the first place.

“How am I supposed to make the best out of seeing my ex nine months after him breaking up with me without giving me a reason?”

Chan looks at you with apologetic eyes, a hand coming to your shoulder to softly stroke it, “Baby…”

“No, don’t ‘baby’ me, Christopher,” you tell him, taking a step back.

“Then let’s at least try to make the best of it. You can’t avoid your fears forever,” he suggests.

Well—what else are you supposed to do, anyway? Maybe getting a little bit of alcohol should be fine. Just enough for you to not care about Minho’s presence anymore. You could look around and search for Hyunjin. That introvert is probably hiding in some corner, maybe sketching the scene of the party. Annoying your roommate sounds like a good idea, if you’re honest.

“Yeah… maybe you’re right. But I think I need something stronger than this,” you say, looking at your cup filled with gin and tonic. Chan always mixes drinks that are not strong at all. Unfortunately, Seungmin couldn’t make it to the party tonight—with his bartender skills you would have already been wasted by now.

Just when you’re about to go to the kitchen, Chan gets greeted by someone. Of course. That guy has friends all over the globe.

“If you need anything, let me know, yeah?”

You nod and let him engage in the conversation with his acquaintance, before you head to the room of your destination. Jisung and Chan’s apartment is cramped which makes it even less spacious now with so many guests inside. You can hardly tell where you’re going but somehow you make it to the kitchen.

Passing some couples that are making out in the corners and on top of the counters you get reminded that you’re glad about the fact that Hyunjin and you are too introverted to ever have an obscene party like this. Rummaging around in the shelves where you know your best friend and his annoying roommate store their alcohol, you search for something specific, before you plan to look around for Hyunjin.

However, the vodka is nowhere to be found and since you’re a recurring guest and Chan has never had anything against you helping yourself when it comes to his stocks of alcohol, you decide to head towards where the beverages should be.

So, you exit the kitchen again—needing more time than you would have liked—and walk a straight line to the apartment’s storage room.

Fuck. The vodka has to be somewhere here—you know exactly that Chan hides it in one of those dusty boxes–

“Y/N.”

Oh, no.

Oh, for fuck’s sake. Anyone but him.

“Jisung,” you say his name before getting up.

He walks inside the room now, turning on another lamp before closing the door behind him.

“Looking for something specific?”

“None of your business,” you hiss.

Shit. Where on earth is that stupid vodka?

“Oh, this is for sure my business because last time I checked you are in my apartment at my birthday party,” he tells you, clicking his tongue.

When you look at him for the first time you fear your heart might stop—his hair has gotten a lot longer, dark curls decorating his pretty face. He’s dressed in a black leather jacket and baggy jeans, navy nail polish highlighting his style.

Yes. That’s the biggest issue with Han Jisung. He isn’t only your so-called enemy but unfortunately also a very attractive one. You can’t deny it, after all you have eyes. It feels so toxic to admit it but on top of his beauty, the way he's always teasing you adds to it.

But you hate him. Absolutely. After all he’s done to Sooji, you will never like him. However, this doesn’t hold you back from sometimes having unholy thoughts about him that you shouldn’t have.

The worst of all this is—and you’re not even aware of it—if you gave Jisung a chance, you’d get along quite well. You’re pretty similar personality wise and share a lot of interests. There’s more than meets the eye to that dilemma with your friend some years ago but Jisung is too much of a coward to tell you the truth for two reasons.

First, he doesn’t want to be the deliverer of the message that your friend absolutely lied to you and that she was the one to talk shit about him. Because, second, Jisung didn’t dump her because he’s some fuckboy but she found out that he developed a crush on you which made her break things off with him and start a rumour out of jealousy. He had never been toxic to Sooji at any time given but his kindness was taken for granted.

“Hm, I am here,” you continue. “Just like Minho who you’ve decided to invite.”

Jisung looks at you dumbfounded. Minho is the last guy he wants to see here. After all, the potential of you and him even talking is enough to let jealousy bubble up in his body.

“What? I didn’t invite him. What makes you think I did?”

Why would Jisung want Minho here in the first place? He’s always hated that the guy even dated you for so long. Sure, he’s not relieved about the fact that he broke your heart but quite glad that you’re not a couple anymore.

You, on the other side, are just angry. Angry at Minho. Angry at Jisung. Angry at the world. Sometimes you’re just like that—fury gaining power over your body, annoyance spreading through your veins that makes you say provocative shit that you for sure will regret later.

“You… you just destroy everything… the same with Sooji back then–“

“What did she tell you?” Jisung immediately intervenes.

It’s like he’s been waiting for this moment for years now. You’ve never up until this day talked about the incident between him and your friend. Although, he could always tell that you’re distant because of it—on top of that, Chan couldn’t shut up for too long. So, this is why he immediately blurts out the question he’s been dying to ask.

“That you dumped her, duh,” you tell him. Why’s he even asking? Sooji let everyone on campus know what a fuckboy Jisung is. You totally understand her.

“Hm, I see,” Jisung won’t tell you the real reason the thing between them ended. He won’t give this triumph to you, not yet. “Of course she told you that. I’m not surprised.”

“Yes and I believe her,” you say. What a pity. But then again—as mentioned before—Jisung won’t reveal the secret Sooji has been hiding from you. That’s a thing between you and your friend and even if he was gonna share it you wouldn’t believe him anyway.

However, it doesn’t hold him back from shamelessly flirting with you—after all he’s noticed quite well how you’ve been ogling him for the past five minutes. You’re so obvious it’s almost adorable.

“I could make you feel good, you know… so when you walk out this little room, I promise you that Minho will know you’ve just gotten your brains fucked out,” Jisung suggests with a smirk.

Fuck. He speaks exactly like he’s done in all those fantasies you’ve had about him. Your enemy has to stop messing with your head.

Ignoring the sensation building up in your lower belly, you allow him to get closer to you, staying right where you are.

“You think so highly of yourself, don’t you?” you hiss back.

“I don’t just think so, I am speaking the truth,” he replies, clicking his tongue. “Let’s call Sooji right now and ask her how many times I’ve made her cum in a row just with my tongue and fingers.”

Jealousy erupts in your stomach by the idea of Jisung and Sooji together although it’s been a couple of years since they dated.

“You’re insane,” is all you can let out.

“Insanely attracted to you,” he answers, cocking his head before he takes a few steps further until he cages you between the shelf behind you and his body.

You’re afraid he might hear how fast and loud your heart is beating at that moment. God. You need to calm down. You can’t let him win. But then again—both your heart and unfortunately your pussy are trying to convince you of the exact opposite of what your brain is saying right now.

You scoff, “Stop messing around.”

Your gaze flies somewhere else, desperately trying to avoid him so he doesn’t see how flustered you are.

“Oh, I was just about to start, doll.”

One hand lands on the furniture behind you as your head snaps up at him.

“Are you for real?”

If he’s just saying this to make fun of you your dignity will basically be dead. You can’t risk getting humiliated by Han Jisung—unless it’s in a way you’ve thought about before, alone at night in your bed, two fingers inside your cunt, wishing they were his.

“Absolutely,” he says with a serious voice now.

Oh. He’s not joking. Fuck. This can’t be real. But it is. His eyes are burning with lust, while you feel your panties dripping from arousal. No one has ever had this effect on you. Maybe agreeing to this offer will both help you get rid of the confusion about Minho and Jisung?

What’s wrong about getting your brains fucked out by your enemy, right?

For a second you think about what Sooji would say and if you’re betraying her if you let Jisung touch you. But then you look back at him again and see how eager he is, basically drooling at the idea to pleasure you.

Speaking of, why is he even offering that? Hopefully not in some way to humiliate either you or Sooji more.

“What’s in it for you?”

He raises one eyebrow, “I don’t need anything. I just really enjoy eating pussy, you know?”

And with the seriousness in his voice you believe him. Jisung leaves out the crush that he still has on you that has a huge influence on this proposition as well.

“Okay. Only this. No sex,” you say with a stern voice.

“Sure,” he replies, nodding. He won’t say no to that. It feels like winning the lottery that you allow him to touch you, he won’t be the one complaining.

“Then… go on…”

“Can I kiss you?” he asks, serious again.

“Uhm… yeah, why not?”

Jisung closes the gap between you, his mouth lying against yours and for a second you believe that earth stopped moving. You part your lips for him, inviting his tongue in, as the kiss grows in passion and heat. Your enemy lets out a grunt, already overwhelmed despite nothing much happening so far.

His hands wander to your waist, pulling you closer, before they travel further south. You spread your legs, allowing him space between your thighs while he starts playing with the hem of your dress. Fuck. When you first stepped into his apartment today, wearing that pathetic excuse of a skirt, he was afraid to get a boner right there in public.

These past years you’ve never bothered dressing up at his parties but something in the back of your mind convinced you to provoke him a little today.

Jisung brings two fingers to your drenched underwear. He chuckles, when he realises how absolutely soaked you are—you have to admit that you’ve never in your life been so wet before, it’s almost embarrassing.

He disconnects his lips from yours again, looking at you to search for any second guesses but all you do is hastily nod while heavy breaths and lustful whimpers spill from your lips. So, Jisung pushes the ruined fabric aside, not bothering to take it off.

He immediately finds your clit, as he starts drawing beautiful circles on it. You almost hit the back of your head on the shelf, unable to hold back the reaction he forces out of you—Jisung is fast to place his other hand between you and the furniture, saving you from actually hurting yourself. There’s something about this little gesture that makes your knees go weak—both in an arousing and emotional way.

But the thoughts don’t stay in your head any longer, when Jisung continues rubbing your sensitive bud, using his thumb now to keep two fingers busy at your entrance.

“Look at how wet this pussy is,” he says with a low voice and you let out an unapologetic moan.

It feels so fucking filthy to be here—inside a cramped storage room where anyone could walk in on you, seeing you begging your enemy to finally push his fingers into your cunt.

As if he’s able to read your mind, Jisung does exactly this, feeling you immediately clench around him. It’s so adorable how you don’t even seem to fight it—he would have expected you to be a tease, an absolute brat but maybe he prefers this version of you, so obediently allowing him to do whatever he wants.

“You look so fucking pretty with my fingers inside your cunt,” he tells you and you can’t help but giggle.

You feel your brain turn into mush, mouth slightly agape and legs parting further to give him more access to thrust his digits deeper into you. Jisung positions one of your heels on the shelf so that he can brush over that sweet spot inside you.

“Didn’t expect you to get so wet that fast… shit, you’re easy…”

Your enemy drops to his knees then, hovering your skirt upwards, as he’s on eye level with your pussy now. You swear you can see him salivating at the view—he’s dreamt about this for years after all.

“I-I’m not– e-easy,” you fight back between moans, not quite convincing.

Jisung spreads your pussy lips apart, taking in every moment of this astonishing sight in front of his eyes.

“So, you’re only like this with me, huh?”

You can’t reply this time. Your dignity is definitely dead by now but you can’t manage to let a single rational thought appear in your head, when Jisung is flicking his tongue over your clit for the first time, the thrusts of his fingers continuing.

“Cute little thing, can’t get enough of my tongue, hm?” he hums against your wetness.

Your hand finds his head, twirling the curls around while you cry out his name as if you’ve forgotten about every other word you’ve ever learnt.

“Shit– doll, yeah, just like that, scream my name, baby.”

Hastily nodding, you let out a giggle, nonsense leaving your mouth, as you grind yourself on his tongue.

“Pathetic little slut… didn’t expect you to go dumb just from my tongue…”

Fuck. The rough language just adds to it and you can’t do anything else than to agree with him. This is insane. Jisung is absolutely insane—ruining your pussy and you’d let him do it again and again.

He’s driving you close to the verge of cumming. Dangeroulsy close. Whenever he moans against your heat. Whenever he circles his tongue around your clit. Whenever he curls the by now three fingers inside your aching hole.

“Ji– fuck, right there, yeah, right there– oh–“ you manage to let out.

Stars are filling your vision, when you tip over the edge—for a second it feels as if you entered a new dimension, utmost pleasure taking over you. Your thighs are shaking, your throat burns from screaming Jisung’s name, when you squirt all over his face—a feeling you’ve never experienced before. The man between your legs doesn’t stop—he helps you ride out your high, by now absolutely pussy drunk because of you.

“You’re so fucking cute, I swear,” he says.

Once you’ve somewhat come down, he gets up from the floor and cleans some of your juices with his fingers, for the rest he uses some tissues he finds. He does the same with you, taking care of your fragile body.

Shit. This was it?

You can feel the tent inside his pants, when he leans closer—his crotch is pretty much covered by his long shirt, hiding the evidence of his arousal.

But you need more. You fucking need more of him.

“Jisung– please– I need– need your cock,” you beg him with awaiting eyes.

“Nah, we agreed on something else, doll,” he says before helping you adjust your dress.

A soft kiss gets placed on your cheek next, before he takes a step away and exits the room.

Results of poll 12 from WRAP ME IN PLASTIC [previous chapter]:

[Choosing autumn led to Jisung's backstory being revealed since it happened in September]

❤️‍🔥 AUTHOR’S NOTE: You made it! You chose my fave backstory of them all hahaha finally my man Jisung gets some screen time too even though it was just a flashback chapter :) Thank you so much for reading and all the love you keep on giving. I appreciate you guys a lot. Make sure to leave a comment, ask and/or reblog. Have a nice day and take care ❤️

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