Bang Chan Drabbles - Tumblr Posts
tiny bed
✱ husband!bc x gn!reader
— spacious home sounds nice, but you're nicer.
w.count → 0.3k genre → fluff warning → chan referred to as chris, teeny tiny kiss, and very in love type of behavior? heh a.n → well... i did say domestic chan is my thing... heh (*/ω＼*)
“how about this one?”
comfortably cuddled up as you peered up at chris, you found him gazing intently at the picture displayed on your phone screen. “that’s pretty,” he nodded in approval, curls swaying gently against his forehead while his eyes turned into a pair of beautiful crescents, “i’m not so sure about the location, though. eh—you can save the picture anyway. good reference for renovation.”
“yes sir,” your lips flipped into a grin, following through with your husband’s request and tapping a few icons on your phone screen. “what about you? did you find anything you like?”
“not sure,” a huff escaped his lips and followed suit by the frown between his dark eyebrows. “they’re always missing at least a couple major thing i’m looking for,” chris pursed his lips, wrapping an arm tighter around your shoulder and pulled you close. “has house hunting always been this hard?”
you couldn’t help but giggle at his complaint, swiftly stealing a kiss from his plump lips and wrapping an arm around his duvet-covered torso while you let your legs tangle underneath it’s warmth. “think so, but i don’t mind.”
“you don’t mind?” chris raised an eyebrow—now having his focus entirely on you as he set his prized silver laptop on the bedside. he might look puzzled, but the faint lopsided smile on his lips easily tattled the amusement blooming in his chest. “really? why?”
“yeah,” a nonchalant shrug followed your answer. do you want a spacious, landed home by the beach where you could spend your days laughing and bickering with your lovely husband? sure, that sounds nice.
but also,
“i don’t mind sleeping this close next to you for a little while longer, you know.”
and when you catch the blush breaking through skin of chris’ cheeks along with his flustered wide eyes,
you know he agrees.
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★ pairing : bf!chan x fem!reader
★ warnings : smut, masturbating, sexting, reader sends chan a spicy video, whipped chan, needy chan/reader.
a/n : haven't written in a while so here's a little smth I thought of <3 sorry for any mistakes, it's 4am and it's pretty rushed :3
"just a little more—so so close," chan whispers to himself.
he's spread out on his chair in the studio, fisting his cock up and down, specifically touching himself the way you do it, slowly teasing his tip and tracing his fingers on the veins.
as dirty as he feels doing that, it just feels too good. his eyes are currently focused on his phone as it played a video you sent him 20 minutes ago.
One Video : sent 20 minutes ago.
your fingers were tracing your swollen cunt, soon leading your fingers all the way to your clit where you eventually stopped to stimulate it
an accidental whimper leaves your lips, as your body squirms.
"wish it was you so bad," you cried out with a fucked out voice.
it was obvious you'd been in this state for a while, your hair all messy, tears threatening to leave your eyes, sweat beads all over your body, the desperation that chan loved so much in your voice.
soon after you move your two fingers to open up your pussy lips with a 'v' shape, showing chan your needy little hole
"come home channie—miss you," you mewled
you gasp as you slowly add a finger inside yourself
End of Video
he just couldn't help it, as much as he wanted to go home, he had to work, so he was stuck with next best thing
his studio was currently filled with his muffled groans trying his best to keep quiet, making great efforts even when he was well aware that that room was sound proof, though that was the last thing he was thinking of.
his mind is full of you—it always is, even when he was shamelessly masturbating to your video.
chan lets out breathy moans as he finally finds the perfect pace, he uses his thumb to tease his tip, his hips stuttering as he tries to not fuck his fist
he tries his very hardest to recreate the way you do it, eventually becoming way too needy to continue, his pace was fast, he wanted the release—no. needed.
and it was because of you.
his eyes were hooded even when he tried his hardest he just couldn't keep them open, his lips were parted, head thrown back, legs spread as his pants were hurriedly unbuttoned.
"fuck me," he growls, as his eyes roll back, mind endlessly full of you
he needed you.
needed your mouth, hands, your sweet tight pussy, absolutely anything from you.
just you.
chan holds back a loud grunt as he finally comes, his hair is all messy, sweat covering his body, his pants were down to his ankles. a mess, he was a mess for you
he takes out his phone, finally replying to your little video, he takes a photo of himself displayed, his hot cum all over his thighs and lower stomach, just as he was about to click send, he hears a knock on his studio door.
"channie, can I come in?" he hears your voice say softly hinting you probably heard it all.
royal au! bang chan 👑
chan x reader drabble
prince chris having the sweetest smile. and the nicest dick. prince chris making you sweet little drawings. and leaving the deepest hickeys. chris giving you the warmest, most profoundly long cuddles. and the most satisfactory orgasm. chris hand feeding you pancakes out of love. and spilling his content inside your squishy mouth. chris kissing your hands. his hands leaving marks on your soft squishy bits. chris pointing out the many stars in the sky. ruts his hips until he sees stars in your eyes. chris with his hand on your waist and lower back at social gatherings. chris bending you over in your sundress, grabbing your waist for ultimate support in the back rooms. chris watching you walk down the aisle. breeding you when the time is right.
the end.
Bangchan as your lab partner 🌺 Drabble
Comfort,Fluff, and Bad Pick up lines
Chris invades your personal bubble, his chin finding solace on your exasperated shoulder. A heavy sigh escapes your lips as you fling your pen down in frustration. "What has my pen done?"
In response to your distress, he wraps his arms around your shoulders, offering comfort in the form of terrible dad jokes. Surprisingly, they manage to lighten the mood, until he seizes the opportunity to utter those fateful words.
" We just need a break that's all."," he declares, his conviction unwavering. "Because we have great chemistry.." A mischievous giggle escapes his lips as he playfully shakes the chemistry book, only to abruptly halt when he catches your gaze, your eyes filled with a mixture of annoyance and longing.
slightly insecure reader with comforting channie thoughts
You feel very shy with him since it’s your first time. You get a little teary eyed at the thought of removing your bra. He notices and with a kiss to your forehead pulls his oversized shirt over your head. Knowing you’ll be be comfortable when you’re not so vulnerable. Even with no panties and eventually no bra the shirt gives you some solace and confidence in your first time. Even as he looks down at you as he rolls his hips into you something about how content and pleasured you look with his t shirt on makes his heart full
I don’t know why I imagine Chan having triplets.
Like first pregnancy triplets.
It’d be so cute. Like he’s trying so hard to be the best dad while working and supporting his partner. Then they prank him that they’re pregnant again😂😂 This man would go pale LMAOOO like “haha honey that’s-thats greaaaat…” while he’s about the pass out. He’s thinking to himself it better not be twins.
When they reveal it’s a prank, he’d still have to catch his breath. Poor boy would be traumatized with sex for a while
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slightly insecure reader with comforting channie thoughts
You feel very shy with him since it’s your first time. You get a little teary eyed at the thought of removing your bra. He notices and with a kiss to your forehead pulls his oversized shirt over your head. Knowing you’ll be be comfortable when you’re not so vulnerable. Even with no panties and eventually no bra the shirt gives you some solace and confidence in your first time. Even as he looks down at you as he rolls his hips into you something about how content and pleasured you look with his t shirt on makes his heart full
“Please don’t regret it”
Those were the words you whispered to him. The week you started dating you confessed the mounting anxiety about not being good enough for him and him realizing it quickly after you’ve been given hope. His heart broke at those words before he promised he never would.
That’s not what it’s seeming like currently. Two years from that moment and he’s avoiding you like the plague. He doesn’t want to see you because he can’t bare the thought that’s he is going to break your heart otherwise.
He’s kept to himself for so long before you finally burst. You yell and beg for him to look at you, to tell you what’s wrong when he says the words to ruin you before he even realizes.
“I do regret it!”
similar drabble with a happier ending by @ppiri-bahng that I really love
slightly insecure reader with comforting channie thoughts
You feel very shy with him since it’s your first time. You get a little teary eyed at the thought of removing your bra. He notices and with a kiss to your forehead pulls his oversized shirt over your head. Knowing you’ll be be comfortable when you’re not so vulnerable. Even with no panties and eventually no bra the shirt gives you some solace and confidence in your first time. Even as he looks down at you as he rolls his hips into you something about how content and pleasured you look with his t shirt on makes his heart full
Chan stroking your head while you cry your heart out during a really bad depressive episode
“I know… I know baby” he speaks every now and then knowing the tone of his voice is comforting to you, otherwise staying silent while you let it all out.
When you go quiet, the room is comfortingly silent. After a while, you squeeze. Just squeeze him with your face still in his chest. Squeezing him to further ground yourself, to silently let him know you’re grateful for him before you trust your voice again
But he already knows ♡
Surprise surprise I wrote this in the middle of- did you guess it- A DEPRESSIVE EPISODE🎉
It was really bad and still happening but last night was BAD and I thought of Chan🥲 so I hope y’all got a bit of comfort from it like I did imagining it
Chan stroking your head while you cry your heart out during a really bad depressive episode
“I know… I know baby” he speaks every now and then knowing the tone of his voice is comforting to you, otherwise staying silent while you let it all out.
When you go quiet, the room is comfortingly silent. After a while, you squeeze. Just squeeze him with your face still in his chest. Squeezing him to further ground yourself, to silently let him know you’re grateful for him before you trust your voice again
But he already knows ♡
Perv!Chan being so worked up he masturbates to best friend!you while on ft
When it’s getting too much, he makes a half ass excuse you don’t hear before hanging up. What he doesn’t know is you were stroking your pussy knowing exactly what he was doing. He gets a text as soon as he finishes.
“Why did you hang up? I’m so wet”
song: use me by bill withers
Chan is nice- cordial, rather- to you in public but behind doors he’s all over you
He doesn’t hate you and he isn’t rude but he doesn’t speak to you much, especially with all your mutual friends around. he barely says two words to you but behind closed doors, or when enough people aren’t paying attention you let him do what he wants. including but not limited to
- sticking his hand between your thighs at a gathering
-fucking you against a wall in the back of a club
-making you suck his cock in his studio when you're waiting for your other friend or you wont be touched for 2 weeks
-his hand around your throat while he edges you for hours
all of this while degrading you and leaving after you're cleaned up, putting on his indifference towards you in front of others.
One day he brings it up, asking if it hurts you or if he needs to pull back
you smirk and crawl slowly toward where he’s leaning against the headboard. you take his hand and bring it up to your throat. “if it feels this good getting used just keep on usin’ me until you use me up”
Poly Chanlix thought
You know those videos of cats bringing their kittens to someone they trust. Like that dog and cat being besties and her bringing her kitten?
Yeah that’s Felix with you to Chan
He loves and trusts his Chan Hyung and wants to show him his pretty girlfriend.
Which eventually becomes THEIR pretty girlfriend (Felix is his pretty boyfriend too of course)
I think I fixed the inbox issue.
I don’t think I’ve ever done the hard thoughts inbox thing on here or my old account
No time like the present.
Hard Hours open for:
Ateez
Stray Kids
Seventeen
BTS
TXT
No lie I’m a slut for Yunho, Bang Chan, and Wonwoo tho🙊
{𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴} .05
Chan insisting on keeping all the lights off, turning down the tv brightness, lighting some candles when you have a bad headache. You want to tell him he’s doing too much but you can deny how loved you feel and how much it is actual helping. He takes your phone saying it is exacerbating tour headache but really he has something else planned.
I really meant to post this and this on new years but who fucking cares. enjoy.
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“Channie, cmon on!”
Chan scrambled to grab the tweeters and the bottle as you turned down the lights and laid out the champagne flutes.
The champagne popped at 2 and you grabbed his shirt at 1 and pulled him into a kiss at ‘Happy New Year’ as the drink foamed out over his hand.
Neither of you were dressed up. He was shirtless in basketball shorts and you were in a shirt three times two big from a random city you visited.
The world outside you exploded in fireworks and cheers to the new year. You were stuck in London after a mix up with your layover while going to visit his family in Australia. The hotel room was quite what you had planned, by now his family rang in the new year about 12 hours ago.
You pulled away from him, smiling so big your cheeks would hurt. He mirrored your happiness before pouring the champagne while you blew a noise maker much louder than you meant to. He grabbed one too and blew it in your face dissolving you into a mess of giggles. Soon, you stopped paying attention to the celebration on tv at all as you kissed again between sips of champagne and dancing to the faint music of the nearest party.
Stuck anywhere with him is still heaven.
old draft i just found
Imagine you want Chan to cum inside you so bad that you try to coax him into it. Mewling ‘please’ over and over again as he reaches his peak. He gets mildly annoyed but just fucks harder to make you cum first until he pulls out to cum on your stomach. You pout but he says something about it being too gross and weird.
You get very quiet after that, not speaking a word as he cleans you up. When he gets into bed you immediately get up to go to the living room. He is disappointed since he was hoping to fall asleep next to you since he had to work early the next morning but he goes to sleep anyway.
Two nights later, he came home earlier than usual to spend time with you but you’re obviously upset. You’ve barely spoken to him or touched him since that night. He’s barely even made eye contact with you. Felix notices the tension but doesn’t say anything until he sees you walk right past Chan out of the kitchen when he was clearly going to say something to you. He finally asks “Is everything ok? She’s been like this for a few days.”
Chan, now annoyed though slightly embarrassed, speaks through pink cheeks. “She is just upset she didn’t get what she wanted.”
“What did she want?”
Chan stumbles and stutters for a moment before just saying something vague about a “bedroom fantasy”. “I just don’t think I should sacrifice what I want just so she’s not a brat. I don’t want to feel gross when I’m sharing a moment with her.”
Felix’s brows furrow knowing you wouldn’t be that upset over something so selfish but he isn’t sure what it even is nor is he sure if it’s his place. Before he can say anything you speak up from the doorway.
“Fuck you, Chris.” Both men look towards where you were standing with angry tears. “I’m not being a brat and I’m not trying to make you uncomfortable.”
“Then why have you been acting like this?”
“Because” you paused and Felix noticed you were hugging yourself. “Because you keep calling me gross and weird”
Felix was alarmed at the sight of your tears and rushed you comfort you. You fully buried yourself in his arms.
“I didn’t call you gross, just what you were asking.” Chan tried in vain to argue.
“Do you think having your cum on my stomach is better??” You fired back. “Or my mouth or my ass?”
Felix was frozen, veeeery sure he should not be hearing this.
Meanwhile Chan was lost for words.
“Sex is fucking gross in general but I’m not trying to make you do something your uncomfortable with. I just don’t want to be called weird or gross.” He could barely hear the last part because you buried your face in Felix’s chest as you began to cry harder. “I thought I could share things with you but you made me feel bad about myself instead”
Chan felt worse than bad. He hadn’t thought about that, any of it. Sex isn’t the most sanitary thing. Personally he’d never had cum on him the way you had so he couldn’t even argue how gross it might’ve felt relative to cumming inside you. Most importantly, he hasn’t meant to insult you. He would never try to hurt your feelings especially in a vulnerable moment.
“______ I’m so sorry!! I hadn’t thought about it like that.” He apologized profusely. Felix tapped you gently, pointing to Chan whose arms were now open to give every bit of comfort he could. You accepted, albeit hesitant, though once you were there you squeezed him tight as you cried. He squeezed back, tears of his own falling as he continued to apologize. After a few minutes, he picked you up, yours arms still tight around him, taking you back to his room.
Felix stood there for a moment. “I feel like I shouldn’t have heard any of that.”
In the end, Chan’s innocent comfort turns to apologetic lust and he ends up granting your request. From the moment he feels himself release into your waiting walls he learns something- he loves it.
He gets hooked instantly from that moment. You smiled contently not knowing you’ve awakened the beast- Chan’s breeding kink.
I didn’t proofread or format 🤷🏽♀️ I just wrote some shit out so I might delete
Bang Chan masterpost♡
minors dni, 18+ only ; suggestive, explicit, fluff, angst themes
Series:
Alaskan California Kings drabble series
↳you convince them to get an Alaskan king bed. They can’t get the name right but still the best decision ever.
Felix makes three poly chanlix fic
↳ 1. morning talks 2.????? 3?????
The dad next door
↳ coming soon single dad!chan x roommates!felix and reader
drabbles:
channie comfort during depressive episode
• insecure reader with comforting channie (mild nsfw)
• dad to triplets, pranked
•“please don’t regret it” (angst)
•perv!chan on facetime with bff!reader nsfw
•use me by bill withers nsfw
•private new year [new year's drabble]
•chan unknowingly insults you, felix hears things he shouldn’t
•[1:56} [chanlix] a late night visitor's tears; suggestive
bringing chan home from the studio, reassuring him
I don't have a name for these
one: chan returning home from tour (fluffy and smutty)
two: chan going from sweetie to meanie in bed (smutty)
three: chan subtle public play (light smutty)
Big Dick!Chan x Possessive!Reader
Poly:
↳ Chan and Felix
• {soft thoughts} .01 (nsfw)
• {soft thoughts} .02 (nsfw)
• {soft chanlix} (nsfw)
• chanlix 2am tears ; suggestive
Last Updated: 10/4/23 10:17pm
#3 ♡♡♡
Chan is stood behind you with his arms wrapped around you comfortably as you both sway lazily.
To anyone else, it looks like you’re both dancing or just enjoying each other's company.
“Haha I know~”
But instead, the little thing grasped in his closed fist is really the star
“You’re trembling” he whispers with a smile
“Y-y-”
He presses the device again and your legs almost give out.
He’s been whispering dirty words into your ear as the vibrator in your panties slowly drives you insane. The way he presses himself against your ass doesn't help much either, further driving you up the wall. You keep your head hung to hide the tense expression as you bite your lip as hard as possible to keep it together.
Every now and then you can feel him chuckle even offering fake sympathy or cooing at you. It’s all too much in the best possible way. Your brain starts to drown out anything other than his voice, it coming crystal clear close to the shell of your ear. The asmr like feeling contributing to another shiver as you keep lightly trembling in his firm hold.
to add to this, in my mind the panty vibrator isn't super powerful nor super effective at staying where it needed to but it was chan himself that exacerbated everything. no matter what, that man pressed against you would get a reaction ♡ Bang Chan masterpost ♡
