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a hard ass day requires a soft ass bed.

dragging yourself through the door was a chore but the huge bed was your motivation. every step shed more clothes, my the time you reached the room you were pulling your socks off.

“hi baby” chan shuffled up to you with arms wide. you stared for a second before pulling the oversized shirt over his head and bringing it over your own. slinking by you crawl past your other boyfriend whose wide eyes were wanting attention. unfortunately for him you needed comfort from your blankets first.

“y/nieeee.” you didn’t respond while you buried yourself in plushness.

a more stern, concerned voice tried next. “y/n”

“long day” your eyes get glassy with those two words.

felix is by your side in a second. his face coming into view from behind your blanket safety. he hugs you, pushing you back flat on the bed squeezing tighter “poor y/nie”

“come on” chan’s voice breaks out of the giggles you and erupted into. he has an arm full of things. you hadn’t noticed him leave.

you protest momentarily before your other love tells you to hop on his back. while he wiggles a dance with you in his back chan sprays the bed in your favorite scent, adds your favorite plush, his and lix’s skzoos, and the big fleece blanket you only use for extra cozy nights.

he jumps on first “let’s go children”

you laugh as felix dumps you onto chan. the three of your crawl towards the center before turning on the tv. everyone settles on deadpool. not the most comfort movie but funny and familiar.

every time you take a deep breath you smell the comforting scent, but not the fragrance, your boyfriends. something about the way they smell is like comfort. like home.

the thought comforts you, not even remembering your long day.

nsfw chanlix that could fit

a/n: idk how I feel about this one. I got really tired after the idea. it’s a comfort fic anyway. read it and have sweet dreams💜💗

Hello, are you still taking requests for kinktober?

Hiya, sure

And I’m not necessarily doing kinktober, I’m just calling it spooky seasson because it’s not just smut😊

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Alaskan California Kings

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Felix makes three poly chanlix fic

↳ 1. morning talks 2.????? 3?????

My pizza guy SKZ agenda {mainpost}

Seungmin drabble

Roommates!Felix and Reader x DILF!Chan

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This has always been a problem for me(especially when I wrote primarily for Bangtan). I stopped feeling excited about my sfw content bc of how little engagement it got. I’d spend time and get excited only to get 11 notes but then I post a short nsfw thing and it goes 10x that in half the time. I think it contributed to the short form nsfw content that populates my new blog. Not to hate on myself or others bc I love reading and writing it but the excitement I feel for sfw is not the same and it makes me sad. Sometimes I just want to tell a story :(

It’s also hard bc tumblr likes to switch how posts are seen, shadowbans, and sometimes reblogging isn’t in the forefront of someone’s mind. It’s really sad.

I say all that to say though please don’t change your writing based on that. People who love it will still be here. Do what you feel is comfortable but remember people who love it and want to read will be here.

PLEASE SEND ASKS, LEAVE LIKES AND REBLOG!!

i kinda wanna be honest and say that i feel like sfw caratblr has been like… been getting less and less engagement. i’m not the only person thay feels this way and truly i mean no hate toward smut writers (i literally have a sideblog for that kind of content now tht i do post on lmao i would be hating on myself) but idk it just feels like ppl are jumping ship for tht content completely and dropping sfw writers entirely

just… feels really shitty to see less and less people engaging? it makes me think that i’m the one getting worse. and honestly, maybe i am? maybe it’s my writing that’s attracting less and less people.

i just wish the answers were clearer. i love writing and a lot of my drive comes from that love, but the lack of support does destroy my motivation to post writing more and more. i appreciate the people who regular try to engage with me now, but like…

what am i supposed to do when the numbers keep dwindling? change my writing up? i don’t know what’s bad if people don’t tell me what they are and aren’t enjoying. just stop posting entirely? maybe! who knows! i just don’t know what i’m doing wrong and it’s starting to get to me more and more. i make some people happy, but what about the people that stopped reading entirely? it eats me up inside even though i know i can’t please everyone.

maybe my writing is getting worse after all and i’m just looking for someone else to blame.

if you’re taking any requests for spooky themed fics/need some inspo to write, maybe a demon!wooyoung and angel!reader (F) smut :O

I had to stop writing bc I was about to go too far with this.

Thank you anon for sending an ask ♡

“You know, little angel, God won’t like you playing with a sinner.”

His clearly amused voice is coming from the shadows all around you.

You said you wouldn’t seek him out but you couldn’t stop thinking about him and now you’re just where he told you he’d be. The lifeless dreariness of purgatory where you found him now drowned by the normality of the earthly hotel he's brought you to. 

Your divine glow giving some light to your immediate surroundings doesn’t help much because his red eyes suck any comfort you felt.

But it’s replaced by a lustful rush. Somewhere different from where his eyes watch you from the corner you feel something tug down your dress strap. As look over and pull it back up, something from the other side flips up your dress. You place a hand to keep it down. You're about to look around for him when you notice the eyes are gone but a feeling of something grabbing the back of your neck turns you slowly. Its a smoky, shadowy mass extending from the light where the red eyes have appeared. He slowly walks into your light, the shadow coming from his arm slowly morphing to look human. Your eyes trail up to his face. He’s wearing a devilish smirk. 

“W-Wooyoung-”

He’s kissing you before you can express a further thought. He only wants you thinking of him. Calling him.

Not your god. Him.

You're pushed onto the bed behind you. There’s no urge to fight in you as you know what he's going for.

Part of you knows he only wants to taste divinity…but who are you to deny him?

His hands hold your legs apart as his eyes flutter closed. A demon’s proximity to an angel can be painful or pleasurable depending on each being’s level of sin and divinity. The two of you are the perfect storm that is warned against. Those that balance for sinful pleasures that break their purposes in two. The light in you providing a drug like high to him and his darkness doing the same to you. It’s dangerous for many reasons but for those sensations, unlike anything you can describe it feels worth it.

The feeling of his lips against your slit is enough to feel the first delicious burn. His sharp nails digging into your thighs signals he feels similar. He doesn’t try to hide what it does to him as he fully takes you in. His tongue slips through your folds so quickly you gasp. Drinking you up like he wants nothing else. And he probably doesn’t.

You writhe and gasp and moan into the darkness of the room.

His nose bumps your clit repeatedly as he laps at you.

As you reach your high, his arms squeeze around your thighs to pull them into him, encouraging you to crush his head. Your hands fly down to grab at the upper dark part of his two toned hair as you tip over the edge. It’s as if euphoric warmth fills you from bottom to top. As it reaches your head, your own eyes glow red for a moment. You don’t know, unable to see yourself and dazed beyond what you thought possible.

But he saw it. In his blissful and divine intoxication, he smiled. Your light mixed with his sin looked good on you. 

You lay sprawled on the bed, not able to move much as the warmth you recognized as dark sin slowly left your body.

He wasn’t done yet though. Not after that sight. He was far from it.

He just might have to keep his little angel.

What are some things y’all would like to see for my spooky season?

I already have some things laid out(13 docs so far for new spooky content I thought up) but I’m curious to know about any requests

Ateez? Stray Kids? Seventeen? Bangtan?

Mummies? Frankenstein’s monster? Headless horseman?

Smut? Angst? Spooky fluff? Thriller?

So far I have concepts and such like:

•Yandere

•Siren

•Vampires

•Demons

•Paintings coming to life

•Sadistic Angel

etc.