This Is Such A Good Series. I'm In Love

This is such a good series. I'm in love

FINISHED SERIES - completed July 2024

Summary: There's no turning back now, not when you know what you left behind. A dangerous situation now replaced with another. After the omegas disappeared you have to extra careful, especially now that you have left your pack and family.  What happens when your car breaks down on another pack's land?

Chan x reader (y/n) x ot8

ABO!Nonidol!SKZ Alternate Universe

Series Warnings: Fem reader, Smut, verryyyy nsfw, chan x reader, OT8 x reader, A/B/O, m/m/f smut, possessive! SKZ, possessive! Reader, anxiety and depression, fluff, angst, virgin!reader, reader is a CRYBABY, cursing, violence, pet names, dom/sub dynamics, Sub reader x mostly dom SKZ, misogyny and sexism, Ateez are depicted as terrible people (sorry Atiny!) 

Meet the pack

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

👇🏻head cannons and answered questions 👇🏻 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14

Comments and reblogs are encouraged and appreciated :)

Main masterlist

☞ e n t e r t h e c h a t r o o m

❤︎ ━━━ P A I R I N G : SEUNGMIN X READER

❤︎ ━━━ S Y N O P S I S : There's two sides to every coin. Who would of guessed guy you'd been talking to and flirting with on twitter was the shy kid in class?

❤︎ ━━━ G E N E R A L C W : Cam boy!Seungmin, Cam girl!Reader, smau, smut, angst, fluff, enemies to lovers, only fans au!

❤︎ twt hoes | ❤︎ bane of my existence

chat one ❤︎ hands

chat two ❤︎ twitter dms

chat three ❤︎ delulu era

chat four ❤︎ hook up culture

chat five ❤︎ still fuckin?

chat six ❤︎ bbq

chat seven ❤︎ dynamic

chat eight ❤︎ what are you into?

chat nine ❤︎ we're similar…

chat ten ❤︎ be safe

chat eleven ❤︎ partners

chat twelve ❤︎ willingly??

chat thirteen ❤︎ in his sleep

chat fourteen ❤︎ together??

chat fifteen ❤︎ party please

chat sixteen ❤︎ streams

chat seventeen ❤︎ bar night

chat eighteen ❤︎ just ask

chat nineteen ❤︎ my sub?

chat twenty ❤︎ sexting

chat twenty-one ❤︎ questions

chat twenty-two ❤︎ party

chat twenty-three ❤︎ picked up

chat twenty-four ❤︎ SOS

chat twenty-five ❤︎ we need to talk

chat twenty-six ❤︎ crying

chat twenty-seven ❤︎ feelings

chat twenty-eight ❤︎ homicidal

chat twenty-nine ❤︎ check-ins

chat thirty ❤︎ make right

chat thirty-one ❤︎ hey…

chat thirty-two ❤︎ first date

chat thirty-three ❤︎ annoying

chat thirty-four ❤︎ sky blue

chat thirty-five ❤︎ marked

chat thirty-six ❤︎ open mic

chat thirty-seven ❤︎ the night

chat thirty-eight ❤︎ petty

chat thirty-nine ❤︎ tweets

chat forty ❤︎ idea!!

chat forty-one ❤︎ collab??

chat forty-two ❤︎ finale

bonus chats!

streaming screens !

What Sorsha said 🫠

a/n: minho puts a vibrator in you and makes you ride his thigh idk there is no plot here. i wrote this in 20 mins. smut - MINORS DNI.

this might have been the most stressful car ride of your entire life. every single bump, turn, and stop of the vehicle sent pangs of want pulsing through your core, and the worst part is that the toy wasn’t even on the highest setting yet. 

minho had handed the thing to you as you were walking out of the door and watched with hungry eyes as you slipped it under the hem of your sundress, past the lining of your underwear and into your hole with a slight shudder. it was the kind that settled right against your spot, curving perfectly, with a piece jutting out that nestled against your clit. it came with a remote control that minho tucked into his pocket with a smirk and a wicked glint in his eyes. 

he had kept you at a low buzz as he drove down roads, speeding through yellow lights and jerking at stop signs just to see your reaction. he was a good driver usually, so you knew he was doing this on purpose, the fucker. 

he turns it off when he parks at your destination, a busy market street that the two of you liked to frequent to window shop. he was kind to you when you were walking in public, only slipping his hand into his pocket when you got too comfortable with the sensation of the toy inside of you. you nearly forgot about it several times until he’d hit you with a series of quick buzzes that makes you stop in your tracks and press your legs together. you could feel wetness building in your core, dripping onto your underwear and you prayed that it wouldn’t start dripping down your thighs. as much as he would enjoy it, the thought of the sensation made you cringe in disgust. 

it’s only when you both return to the car in a secluded parking garage that he takes out the small remote and runs his fingers against the buttons. every time his nail catches on the button that raises the vibrations you tense up, but he repeats the motions again and again until you relax into the carseat. the click of a button echoes through the entire car when he finally presses it, and you’re embarrassingly close to coming from how on edge you’ve been for the past hour. 

he knows - of course he does. he knows you better than he knows himself, can read your body like it’s a worn out novel on his bedside table. he turns off the vibrator when you’re reaching the crest of your peak, and you’re left clenching around the toy as your high escapes you. you try to chase it but it runs faster than you can move your hips, and you collapse against the seat with a groan. 

“come here,” he pats his leg and pops back his seat as far as it can go, making room for you to fit between him and the steering wheel. the angry retort on your lips dies as you meet his eyes and see the possessiveness in them; he looks close to feral. you take a glance outside the windows to make sure that no one was outside before climbing over the central console, trying to climb into his lap. 

you want to be wrapped around him, you want to feel his comforting touch against every inch of your hypersensitive body, but he pulls you away when you try to press close. he pushes you to the side until you’re straddling just his thigh, and the hard muscle there pushes the toy closer to your clit and deeper inside of you. your dress falls to the sides, leaving your thighs touching the material of his jeans and your soaked underwear definitely staining them.

he turns on the vibrator again, pushing it to a higher setting than you’d been before, and the moan you let out was borderline pornographic. you don’t have time to feel embarrassed about it because he throws the remote into the cupholder and wraps his fingers around your hips in a tight grip. he pushes you back a bit before pulling you back into him, over and over until it clicks - he wants you to ride his thigh. in a public parking garage, where anyone could walk in and see your desperation and helplessness. the thought makes your entire body burn and you can’t help the way your hips jerk along with his movements. 

it’s absolutely euphoric, the way he’s gripping you in a way that will leave fingerprint shaped bruises on your skin paired with the vibrator buzzing against your clit and rumbling inside of you. you can’t think of anything other than the searing pleasure building up inside of you and you don’t realize that your eyes have fluttered shut until he moves one of his hands to grip your chin, keeping your gaze pinned on him. 

he looks wrecked just watching you, his lips parted and his eyes unblinking as he watches you fall apart. you come with a full body shudder, your eyes rolling back into your head as you lose your balance and fall into him. he keeps the vibrator on as you ride your way through your orgasm, and he wraps his arms around you as overstimulation starts to set in. you squirm, trying to escape the near painful pleasure sparking through your belly, but he keeps you pinned to him until you start to cry into his shoulder. 

you don’t see it, but you know he’s smiling at your cries; there’s nothing he loves more than bringing you to tears from pleasure. 

he turns it off after a few moments and your body melts against his, your limbs feeling like jelly and your head fuzzy like cotton. you bury your head into his neck, the collar of his jacket digging into your cheek and the smell of leather invading your senses. he strokes your back until your tears stop, whispering praises into your hair in between gentle kisses. when you gain some control of your body, you shift a little and you can feel the slick that’s collected between your legs. you wince and let out a little whine, and he shushes you and presses a final kiss to your forehead. 

“i’ll run you a bath when we get home, angel,” he promises. 

“mm,” you agree, nuzzling against him. “but i’m not moving for at least another ten minutes.” 

I've been tagged in this a few times. Thank you loves ❤️

No pressure tags: @writingforstraykids @bunnliix @daydreams-after-dark @bethelighthalazia @rems-writing

five songs i've been obsessed with lately!

thank you so much for the tag @pfhwrittes ily 💖💖

1. Blue Jeans (Gesaffelstein Remix) - Lana Del Rey

2. Angel - NewDad

3. Go - Meg Myers

4. Save Me - Vintage Culture & Adam K Feat. MKLA

5. Jealousy - Pale Waves

no pressure tags 💖: @stellewriites @kyletogaz @eiraeths @forsaire @honestlyhiswife

LDWL masterlist!!

Summary: Fei Kai moved to South Korea to get a fresh start. The fresh start included a man with curly hair and glasses.

Story warnings: Single mother! Kai x Ex military! Changbin. Strangers to lovers. Enemies to lovers. 3rd person. Disabled! Changbin. Kai flirts with people as always. Kai has a toddler. Suggestive in many chapters. Themes of PTSD.

Chapter 1

1.4k word count. Written on mobile. Chapter warnings: themes of imposter syndrome. Kai has a bad relationship with her parents. Han being a douchebag.

Chapter 2

2.2k word count. Chapter warnings: a wee bit of violence

Chapter 3

2.7k Word Count. Chapter Warnings: Time skip, Angst towards the end, suggestive teasing(in like, one line), Kai getting hurt(Signs of a concussion), Changbin being slightly violent(he pushes Kai away from him), graphic depictions of traumatic scarring, self image issues(Changbin), a bit of fear of abandonment/fear of being replaced(Changbin again. Mans going through it)

Chapter 4

1.9k Word Count. Chapter Warnings: Concussion symptoms(No treatment), Alcohol, Drunk Han and Felix, Changbin not knowing how to be a big boy and handle his emotions, emotionally constipated Changbin

Chapter 5

2.6k word count. Chapter Warnings: Fleeting mentions of Night Terrors, Blood, Graphic depictions of bodily harm and death, How Chanbin lost his leg, Both Kai and Changbin being emotionally immature, both Kai and Changbin need to touch grass, one suggestive scene(Kai is naked, Changbin needs to stop being curious), angsty

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Extra: Memes, Playlist, incorrect quotes

Tags!: @mynameisnotlaura, @palindrome969

comment if you want to be on the taglist

Proud to have a miniscule part in this masterpiece.

Love this side of Minnie

Talking Back

THIS IS SMUT. MINORS DNI.

So I haven't posted a fic in a little bit, I've been working on a longer fantasy AU I'll be posting hopefully pretty soon! Thanks to @palindrome969 for peer pressuring me to post this one though, please enjoy 🫶

Summary: Seungmin's pet learns a lesson. Or, more accurately, is taught a lesson.

Pairing: dom Seungmin x fem reader

Includes: fingering, "pet", "master", "good girl", "slut", combinations of these, pet play, riding, unprotected vaginal sex (PLEASE use condoms and be safe irl), "too much" but then they keep going, hair pulling, aftercare, "I love you" at the end

Word count: 1.2k

Taglist (Comment on a post/send an ask if you'd like to be added): @weirdowithaphone, @caught-in-the-afterglow, @palindrome969, @skzstan12345, @katsukis1wife, @tsunderelino, @hyunjinsjeans, @somethingkindazainy

Reblogs, likes, comments all appreciated!!!

Masterlist

------

Seungmin was a very sweet boyfriend. He was always opening doors for you, paying for dinner, showing up at your place with flowers.

It was his flowers that sat in the vase on your nightstand now. But you wouldn’t exactly describe him as sweet when he was fucking you senseless.

Your fingers twisted in the sheets. “God, Min, harder.”

“Not hard enough yet?” Seungmin’s voice took on a dangerous tone. “You should be careful what you wish for.” His fingers moved faster inside you, and his lips twisted in a grin as you arched your back to push into his hand. “You like that?”

“Yes.” You drew the word out on a moan.

“Good.” He said. “Good girl. I’m gonna have so much fun using you.”

You whimpered. “Please.”

“Please what?”

“Please use me.” You were past the point of trying to maintain dignity. Seungmin had teased you far too much for that to be a consideration now.

“I think I will, it’s nice to hear you beg for it.” Seungmin’s fingers thrust into you one last time before drawing out. “Although I’m gonna use you how I want. You’re mine, pet.”

You groaned at the condescension in his voice. You knew where this was going.

He pushed his fingers into your mouth, and you sucked them clean, tasting yourself. “Good girl.” Your clit twitched at the praise.

He took off his pants and boxers and laid down on his back next to you, one hand slowly stroking his cock and the other behind his head. He smirked. “C’mon, we both know you wanna ride me.”

You practically leapt in your haste to get on top of him, and he gave a low laugh. “Such an eager pet. You wanna please me, don’t you?”

You nodded. “Yes, I do.”

“Yes, I do, what?”

“I’m sorry, yes, I do, master.” You mentally kicked yourself. He was going to punish you for forgetting that.

“Mm. Come sit that tight little hole on my cock and we’ll see if I can find it in me to forgive you.”

You lined yourself up with his cock, hovering over it for a second before sinking down onto the tip. Seungmin gave a half-laugh, half-groan at your noise of pleasure. “Oh, that’s just the tip.”

“I know that.” You mumbled. “I’m just—hah!” Without warning, Seungmin thrust his hips up, pushing his whole length inside you.

“Pets shouldn’t talk back.” He grabbed hold of your hips, forcing himself even deeper. “Pets should take what their masters give them and fucking like it.”

You did like it, and Seungmin knew that. His words gave you butterflies, or maybe that was just the feeling of his cock deep inside you, filling you up so good.

He continued to fuck up into you, making your knees ache as he bounced you on his cock. “Good fucking girl. Good pet. Such a good hole for me.” All you could do was moan and brace yourself on his shoulders, your pussy clenching around him as you felt your orgasm approaching.

“Fuck, master, fuck, I’m gonna cum— can I cum? Please?”

“Beg a little more and I’ll consider it.” Seungmin’s thrusts were still controlled, but they grew more sharp, more intense.

“Please, please, please.” You chanted. “I’m being a good pet, such a good pet for you, master, please let me cum.”

“Is that all you want? You just wanna cum on my cock?”

“Yesssss.” You moaned.

One of his hands left your hips, moving to the back of your neck to pull your head down by his. “You’re going to cum, pet, you’re gonna cum so many times you’ll be fucking begging me to stop.”

You moaned again. If this was your punishment, you’d take it. “Yes, master, I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Such a dumb slut.” His hand returned to your hip. “So pliant. So fucking desperate for anything I’ll give you.”

You didn’t answer as your orgasm hit and your hips bucked against his, seeking out more stimulation, more of his cock.

“Good girl.” He moved your hips up and off his cock once you were done, and you whined in confusion. He just laughed. “Hands and knees, pet.”

You obeyed, getting into the position as quickly as you could. Seungmin pushed your shoulders down into the bed so your face was shoved into the pillows and your shoulders rested on the mattress. “Pets don’t talk back.”

You made a noise that sounded pathetic even to you. You felt his cock against your hole again, and you pushed back onto it.

His hand found your head, pulling your hair. “Pets are obedient, and they wait for their masters to use their bodies however they see fit.”

“Yes, master.”

“What did I just say about talking?” He shoved your head into the pillows again. “Shut up.”

And then he started fucking you again, and you didn’t have to worry about talking, because the only noises you were making were broken whines and moans, your eyes rolling back in your head. He fucked you mercilessly, and you were sure you’d have fingertip-shaped bruises on your hips by the morning.

You hit your second orgasm, and then the third, which bled into the fourth, and Seungmin wasn’t remotely finished. “Still going, pet?”

“Yes, master.” Your syllables slurred into each other.

“So drunk on my cock you can’t even speak right. That’s pretty pathetic, even for you. Dumb little pet, so fucking needy. Such a good girl when master gives you what you want.”

You had a feeling he was about to get mean. Meaner than he already was, almost sadistic.

You were right. Seungmin’s hand fisted in your hair, yanking it back, ignoring your yelp. “But what about when master gives you too much, huh? Tell me when it’s too much, slut. Tell me.” He was baiting you, but you wanted to let him keep going for a bit before you took the lure.

You held out through another orgasm until the sensation of his cock became overwhelming. “It’s too much, master.”

“Is it?”

You swallowed, nodding. “Yes, master.”

“I’m gonna teach you a lesson, pet.” He stopped for a moment, and you took a breath at the moment of reprieve. “It’s up to master to decide when we’re done. You said too much? You’ll stop when I fucking tell you to.” He started fucking you again, breathing ragged, his hands tighter than ever on your hips.

You felt every bit the dumb pet Seungmin told you that you were as he fucked you, took every ounce of pleasure he could from your body. It left you panting, sweating, moaning, but not speaking. You’d learned your lesson about speaking.

Seungmin’s thrusts grew erratic, and he gave one last, hard thrust before staying inside you. You could feel his cum, and he groaned, scraping his fingernails down your sides. You shuddered in pleasure.

Seungmin pulled out, cum spilling out of your hole. “Good girl.” He breathed. “Good pet. C’mere.” He laid down on the bed, holding out his arms, and you made your sore body move across the sheets to him. He held you as you both came down from your headspaces.

You’d almost fallen asleep when Seungmin kissed your forehead. “C’mon, pretty girl, lets’ get cleaned up, and then we can go to sleep.”

You blinked open your eyes, smiling at the soft look on his face. “Okay.”

“I love you.” He kissed your forehead again.

“Love you too, Min.”