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Yoo I was wondering if you could write a fic with a FtM reader with a poly relationship with Felix and Changbin. It could be purely fluff but if you want it could lead to smut :> Of course take your time with writing it.

JUST THE WAY U R

Paring: Felix x Changbin x FTM reader

Genre: Slight angst, Fluff

Requested

More: Masterlist

A/n: Sorry for the delay, I wanted to write this as best as possible.

M/n, a member of the famous K-pop group Stray Kids, was curled up in the fetal position on his bed, clutching his lower abdomen in agony. His usually bright eyes were bloodshot from the pain, and beads of sweat trickled down his forehead. He hated this. He hated the way it hurt, the way it made him feel weak, the way it made him feel like a freak. No one knew about this, not even his two boyfriends, Felix and Changbin. They loved him, he knew they did, but they didn't know the secret he had been carrying around for years.

M/n was a female-to-male transgender, and he had gotten top surgery. It was supposed to make him feel more comfortable in his own skin, but it hadn't helped with the periods. They still came, still made him feel like shit, still reminded him of the life he had left behind. And now, as he lay there in pain, he couldn't help but wish that he could just get rid of them altogether.

His two boyfriends, Felix and Changbin, were both in the next room, talking in hushed tones. They had noticed something was wrong and had come to check on him. They were so sweet, so caring, but they didn't know the truth. They didn't know about his past. And he wasn't sure if he was ready to tell them yet.

M/n's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of their voices growing louder. They were coming into his room, concern etched on their faces. "Love, what's wrong?" Felix asked, kneeling beside the bed. Changbin moved to sit behind M/n, resting his hands on his shoulders.

M/n took a deep breath, trying to steel himself for their reactions. "I-I got my period," he stammered. "It hurts really bad." There, he'd said it. The words were out in the open now. He braced himself for their judgment, for them to tell him that they didn't want to be with him anymore.

But instead, Felix and Changbin's faces softened. They exchanged a look before turning back to M/n. "Oh, love," Felix breathed, reaching out to gently stroke his hair. "I'm so sorry. That must hurt so much." Changbin nodded in agreement, his expression full of sympathy. "We're here for you, no matter what."

M/n felt a lump form in his throat. He didn't expect them to react this way. They didn't seem disgusted or angry or disappointed. They just looked worried and concerned. A tiny, hopeful part of him began to wonder if maybe they could still love him, even with this secret.

"Here," Felix said, carefully taking M/n's hand and pressing something warm and soft into it. "It's a heating pad. It should help with the cramps." He reached over and placed another object on the bedside table. "And I brought you your favorite food and drink. You should eat something, love. It'll make you feel better."

M/n looked up at Felix, his eyes brimming with tears. "Thank you," he whispered. "You don't have to take care of me."

Felix smiled gently. "Yes, we do. We love you, and we want to make you feel better. Now, why don't you eat something, and I'll help you with the heating pad?"

M/n couldn't help but smile back, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Okay," he said, taking the food and drink from Felix. As he ate, the warmth from the heating pad began to seep into his lower abdomen, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. It felt so good to finally be comfortable.

Felix and Changbin continued to hover over him, making sure he was okay and offering words of encouragement. They told him that it was normal for trans men to still get periods, and that they would always love him no matter what. M/n couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over him. Maybe this wasn't the end, maybe they could still have a future together.

As the pain began to subside, M/n found himself growing more and more aware of the affection they were showing him. The way they looked at him with such love and understanding, the way they touched him so gently, it was all so overwhelmingly sweet. He couldn't help but feel grateful to have them in his life.

The afternoon passed slowly, with the three of them curled up on the bed, watching movies and sharing bites of food. It felt so nice to just be together, to not have to hide any part of himself from them. M/n couldn't help but marvel at how comfortable he felt with Felix and Changbin. They were the only ones who truly understood what he was going through, and they never once made him feel ashamed or alone.

Wish there was a part 2 for this, the ending is so sad yet so tragically beautiful.

𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲

skz ot8 x gn!reader

▷ 0.8k words

▷ after being kidnapped by their rivals, skz tries to get you to safety

▷ warnings: angst, mentions of kidnapping (NOT by skz), implied death?

a/n: thanks to the skz cb i am in a skz writing PANIC 😃

"Hang on, Yn."

You let out a pathetic, little whimper as you craned your head back against the seat, head pounding like the bass of a drum. You wanted it to stop, for god sakes. You just wanted the pain to stop. 

Blood trickled down from your nose, some fresh, but also leaving a trail of dried brown down to your lip and into your lap below. That was where their rivals had shot a microscopic bomb up to your brain, which was currently releasing deadly waves of radiation into your skull. While you had been held captive by Stray Kids' rivals, you suffered through endless bouts of mental torture, and a bit of rough housing from your captors. The bomb was a precautionary measure. One that currently spelled out your demise in big, capital letters.

Hyunjin and Seungmin on either side of you had patched you up as well as they could, while the others—Changbin on Hyunjin's left, and Jisung, Felix, and I.N in the backseat—had their rifles cocked, ready to defend the van from any tails. 

Chan and Minho took up the front, with Chan racing through the barren, dark streets of Seoul and Minho keeping an eye out for further trouble as they drove you to the base. The only chance of your survival was there, as the bomb in your skull ticked away. 

"How is—Yn, come on, darling. Stay with us," Chan said from the front seat, eyes nervously darting to you from the rear view mirror. 

At this point, you could hardly understand what he was trying to say; just that the pain in your head was so relentless, so terrible. 

Boom… boom… boom. 

A hand shook your shoulder. Someone from the backseat. "Yn-ie, don't cry. Please don't cry," Jisung pleaded. Were you crying? You didn't even feel the warm streams cascading down the slopes of your cheeks. 

Boom… boom… boom.

Hyunjin took your hand in his, squeezing it like a heartbeat, like a lifeline. "You're gonna be okay, Yn. I promise."

Boom… boom… boom. 

"Chan, tail on our five o'clock," murmured Minho, cat eyes narrowing in his side view mirror. 

Chan swerved the car down an alley, only for the van on your tail to continue following you at breakneck speed. "Hold on!" 

Another sharp swerve and a jerk had you careening into Hyunjin's shoulder. You cried out as the hammering in your skull increased tenfold. "AGH!"

Hyunjin and Seungmin held onto you as the car practically erupted all at once, "CHAN!"

"Sorry!" He exclaimed, making another turn that was still frantic, but less jerky. His eyes flickered to the rearview and he stomped on the gas pedal. "Ey, we need some backup in the back! They're gaining!"

"On it!"

Shots rained down from the backseat and out the rear window, bursting the glass onto the street. A squeal of tires and then a crash—but more cars continued to appear out of nowhere to join the fray. This time with guns of their own. 

"It's getting worse," Changbin grunted. He busted his window open and let his ammunition fly, taking out wheels and drivers and gunmen hanging out of window frames. 

Boom… boom… boom…

Your breathing shallowed as you leaned back against the seat again. Sweat dribbled down the sides of your face, your neck, your ears, like the blood gushing down your nose. You could barely hear the gunshots, the pulsing was so loud… so thunderous. 

Turning your head slightly, you caught Seungmin's eyes in the blurriness of your own sight, most likely from tears. 

Seungmin's lip wobbled at the sight of you. His hand reached out to wipe a tear from your eye. "You're going to be okay," he whispered. 

You couldn't hear him over the pulsing. "It hurts," you croaked. 

Boom… boom… boom. 

"We're almost there—"

"No, they're blocking the damn road!" Chan beat his hand against the steering wheel, then slammed his foot on the gas, making a wide turn down another street. 

Boom… boom… boom.

"Yn-ie?" Someone called from the backseat. 

Boom… boom… boom…

"Make it stop," you pleaded Seungmin. You just wanted it to stop—you wanted it to stop so bad.

Seungmin sucked in a sob as he gently guided your head to his chest as he leaned against the door. He tucked you against him, cradling you like a newborn child. "Shhh," he soothed with a hand smoothing over your hair. "J-just close your eyes and rest, Yn-ie. You deserve it. We'll wake—we'll wake you up when it's over."

As you shut your eyes, the pulsing subsided. 

The pain was slipping away. 

And maybe… maybe you were, too. 

"Yn? Yn! Seungmin—Seungmin, what did you do?!"

"I didn't know what else to do! They're in pain, damn it! What else was I supposed to…"

You couldn't hear anything anymore. Not even the pulsing, not even their voices. Only silence.

a/n: i,,, deeply apologize 💀💀 if you've ever watched mission impossible, that's where i got the bomb thing from,,,

skz m.list

How Changbin would react to 9th membur reader making suicide jokes

(warnings: suicidal talk, joking about serious topics, sad Changbin)

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Changbin-

He would be so so shocked when he heard one of your jokes.

He would most likely pull you aside right at that moment and give you a big hug.

"{Reader}, You know how much me and the other members love you right?"

He would ask, Not being straight forward with his question, not wanting to make you uncomfortable.

He would let you go but if you continued joking about it he would pull you aside and ask the question direct.

"{Reader}? Are you Suicidal?"

If you deny it, he would half believe you.

He wouldn't go all mama bear on you like minho or papa bear like chan but he would give you little affirmations throughout the day.

If he got really concerned he would probably talk to chan so there was at least an extra set of eyes on you.

how skz(hyung line)would react to 9th member reader being scared of everything

(Tw.none(?) please tell me if there is any!!!)

mankae line is coming soon‼️

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Bangchan-

we all know he’s protective, especially over his members,

so he would make sure that during your time at his dorm that there is nothing there that can trigger you and he will talk to the members that stay at your part of the dorm to make sure that they are also being respectful of your needs, when its out of his control than he is all over you, hugging you, holding your hand, letting you hide behind him. All of it.

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Leeknow

he would just be super protective and would most definitely shove tissues into anyone’s mouth who scares you, he's very aware of your needs and tries his best to help you when your upset but not before teasing you, but not enough to hurt your feelings

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changbin-

he tries he really does but he startles you alot on accident especially when he gets excited, he does offer comfort almost instantly when he does scare you or when he notices that you scared, will feel so bad when he scares you like he’s crying for at least ten minutes. .

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hyunjin-

hyunjin would probably be scared with you, if your scared he’s scared but when he's not scared with you he would make you laugh so you would forget about whatever was scaring you, would be so sweet tbh

Skz reacting to you kissing them in front of the other members

Warnings: um some kissing ig? Nothing else really

Tags: established relationships, kissing, so much fluff, seungmin being a little menace like always, I think that’s it

A/n: have this while you wait for my long hyunjin one shot! Also I just started writing skz and don’t fully know how to write their personalities yet so pls be kind🙏

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Chan:

I kinda feel like this would be a normal thing for y’all?

Like you would frequently come by the studio while skz is recording to visit him

And you’d always end up giving him a little hello and goodbye kiss

It was always just a peck but you’d think you two were full on groping each other by the way the members start gagging and groaning

They honestly should be used to it by now but they just can’t help but tease their dad leader

Mainly seungmin

“Ew you like kissing old men?”

But Chan’s used to it by now and just rolls his eyes and focuses back on his work

But he can’t hide the smile on his face

He kinda likes when the members tease him, it really makes them feel like family

Minho:

Would definitely turn it into a spectacle

Ik he doesn’t normally like skin ship from the other member that much so many people think he wouldn’t like pda from the reader but I think it’d be quite the opposite

Like I feel like he’d be the type that would grab you and pull you in closer when you try to just give him a peck in the dorm

Like we’re talking turning it into a full on make out session

And he’s fully aware the members are there, that’s partly why he does it

He thinks it’s kinda funny to get a reaction out of them

I feel like there’d be a mix array of both groaning an wolf whistling from the others

Either way he’d just throw a middle finger to the members over his shoulder as he smirks into the kiss

Changbin:

I actually kinda feel like changbin would be a little embarrassed

Like at first he’d kinda forget the other members are there and kinda get into it

And then when he’d hear the reaction from the members he’d pull away with a little blush on his cheeks

Would have that cute little embarrassed smile that he does as he lowers his head a little as he murmurs a “shut up” to the members

(If you’re a stay I feel like you definitely know which smile I’m talking about)

Would totally never admit to anybody that he was blushing

Like the other members maybe Chan would tease him like “aw binnies embarrassed”

And changbin being his loud self would be like “HUH? YOU THINK ID GET EMBARRASSED OVER SOMETHING LIKE THIS?”

Like my mind immediately went to that men in colorful pants vlive he did with Chan and Han when he was yelling at chan for calling him out on rapping his line too fast and he was like “YOU THINK I RAPPED FAST CAUSE I WAS NERVOUS?” Lol

Just imagine him saying it like that if you’ve seen that live

Jisung:

This man would be SHOOK

Like I’m talking about pulling away like he’s been BURNED

Quokka cheeks are flaming red

Why do I almost feel like this man would let out a surprised yelp as if you’ve just attacked him lmao

Looks between you and the members with wide eyes like “did that really just happen?”

unlike with the others I feel like the members wouldn’t make teasing comments towards you guys

They’d just be on the floor ROLLING at Han for getting so flustered

And even though you were the cause of it he’d still hide his face behind you to escape his embarrassment

Hyunjin:

Feel like he wouldn’t get too into the kiss knowing the others are there

But also would definitely lean into you a bit

For some reason I just feel like hyunjin would be an amazing kisser

I mean have you seen those luscious lips??

Anyways that’s a story for another fic lol I’m getting distracted

like Chan I’d feel like he’d get his sassy eye roll going on when the members made a comment

With how much it seems that hyunjin and seungmin play around with each other seungmin would definitely tease the shit out of him

And hyunjin would give him that signature bombastic side eye

I feel like seungmin would keep it going to the point of hyunjin just eventually standing up to literally pounce on him

Seungmin would just be laughing like a maniac the whole time

Felix:

I actually feel like Felix wouldn’t be as embarrassed as you’d think

Like Ik he’s a smol bean but down deep I feel like Felix is actually pretty confident

Not in a cocky way but like he’s sure of himself yk?

Like I feel like he’d just smile into it

Turns it into a bit of a longer but still soft and sweet kiss

Just completely ignoring the noises from the members in the background

Like I think he’d just be in his own little world with you

After y’all pull away he just pulls you to sit facing forward on his lap and hugs you from behind

Has THE brightest smile on his face as he does it

Seungmin:

I kinda feel like seungmin wouldn’t like you giving him pda

Not like to the point of getting angry or anything

But I kinda feel like he’d pull an “ew” face lol

(And I don’t mean this as being bad or anything, I myself don’t really love pda so I get it lol)

But you probably do it to just playfully annoy him

Which is why you’d probably be giggling with the members at him

“I hate you guys” but he’d say it with a smile on his face so you knew he wasn’t actually upset about it

He’d probably give you a long kiss later in his room to make up for it

Jeongin:

He wouldn’t go as far as to immediately yank away like jisung

But he’d definitely be a shy baby

Ik he looks all grown up and stuff these days but I feel like little baby bread is still under there somewhere lol

Like his eyes would widen mid kiss when he really processes that you’re kissing him in front of everyone

The members wouldn’t so much as tease him like with the others as they would moan and groan about seeing their little maknae doing “adult stuff” lol

Poor thing would definitely turn red, covering his face with his hands as he sunk down

Would honestly be wishing the couch would just swallow him up

Probably wouldn’t make eye contact with you for the rest of the night because he’d just start immediately blushing lol

Also would probably keep his distance cause anytime your hands so much as touched the members would tease him about y’all making sure you weren’t “moving too fast”

End notes: well I officially finished this at 5am lmao. Guess I better head to bed🫡

changbin version of cute things he does as your bf?

Cute things Changbin does as your bf

Pairing: Seo Changbin x reader

Warnings: just Binnie being so adorable it’ll make your heart hurt cause you can’t have him irl😔

Tags: established relationship, fluff, like so much fluff

Authors note: ask and you shall receive😌 Also this has been so fun and has really gotten me back into the writing spirit🥰 Pls feel free to send me requests! It helps to keep me motivated!

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Lays his head in your lap while y’all are chilling on the couch

If you tease him a lot (especially if it’s about his height) he just picks you up and throws you over his shoulder. “Binnie! Binnie let me down!” “Nope, not until you apologize” but it just ends up with the two of you laughing your heads off.

Likes to go to the gym with you, sometimes he’ll even bench press you instead of weights lol

Does aegyo to try to get his way. “Come on pleaseeeee” *activates bby changbin* “You know that doesn’t work on me” *activates sad bby face* “okay fine”

he jokingly moans and groans when you wear thick soled shoes or heels. “Yah! As if I didn’t look short enough already”

Blushes so hard at pda. Go give him a kiss on the cheek in front of the members if you want to see him turn into a tomato

Although he’s usually very loud, and he still can be sometimes in excitable situations, he’s usually pretty quiet and docile around you. He’s just enjoys the quiet intimacy of just being in your presence. likes to just quietly cuddle with you while listening to you talk about your day.

Gives you massages if you’ve had a hard day. (And why do I feel like they’d be the best massages too) for such a buff man he’s got such a gentle touch

Brings you home flowers a lot. Doesn’t matter how far into the relationship you are or how long you’ve been dating, he’ll always buy you flowers periodically to make you feel special.

Ik I used this for Chan’s but HAND ON THIGH AT ALL TIMES WHILE DRIVING. (Didn’t you see that video where he asked hyunjin to hold his hands cause he didn’t like them feeling empty while driving?)

Gives a bunch of nose kisses

If you two argue he’s always the first to come apologize and want to talk it out. And he’d be such a good listener

Calls you at random times of the day while at work just cause he misses you

If you gush about how good your new book is to him he’ll go buy himself a copy just so the two of you can read it together and have something to talk about/ bond over (as a book fanatic the idea of a man doing this for me is just-🤤)

HEADCANONS SMUT han jisung x fem reader

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Warning: orgasm denial, p in v, slight reference to humiliation, mommy kink. ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

° The first thing Jisung loves is that you ride his face, the simple fact of imagining him below you with your thighs strangling him sucking your feminity makes him hard in seconds

°He loves you to ride him, he has something for you to ride his face so don't pretend that this man doesn't love you riding him, whether inverted or not, he loves it, he is fascinated to see you jumping on him and seeing your tits bounce at the same rhythm as you

When they do it the other way around, he loves to hug you from behind and leave marks on your back as he loves to see your ass bounce on his cock.

°he has a serious problem with the name "mommy/noona" sometimes he is so excited that he doesn't know what he is saying and he makes a mixture of these 2 names

"please! noona please...let me cum mommy~ please"

°He likes to be talked to about his hair, he is too excited to have you on top of him and for you to pull his hair or talk badly to him, he also has a serious problem with that

°This man loves to devour you too, he could spend hours between your legs, and when I say it's HOURS, he loves to lick your clit like the good boy he is

°He also loves to put his fingers in you, he loves that you praise him that he does it very well and is a good boy, but there is also always that stupid question of "am I doing it right noona?" "Do you like it, mommy?"

°The thought of being humiliated on the spot is something that makes his cock throb too much. He tries to convince you even if you say no, even though you end up accepting because he begs you so much to humiliate him that you You're embarrassed to say no to that point.

°We already talked about how he loves being inside you, right? well, yes.He loves feeling your soaked pussy around his needy cock. I could spend hours inside you and I could spend hours eating you.

°What makes him cry and beg like a needy whore is for you to deny him an orgasm. Just do it and you'll have a jisung begging you so much. And when you finally let him do it, you tell him to do it outside. oh...that could distress him a lot, he likes to feel how your legs wrap around his waist when he comes inside, coming outside doesn't give him the same thrill, that's why he then mites you.with eyes of a sad dog and you will only laugh.

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headcanons sub!felix x dom! reader

. ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ warning: felix calls the reader noona, breast milk fetish, reference to semi-public sex .ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

Felix loves to eat you, no matter when or where. He loves to eat your sweet, delicate pussy. He loves to feel you and bury his face between your legs, but his favorite is when you sit on his face. He grabs your thighs tightly, pressing you against his mouth so he can taste you better and play with your aching clit. The only thing he doesn't like about it is that he can't hear your moans very well.

He loves your tits; It is, without a doubt, his favorite part of you. Of course he loves everything about you, but your tits are something he will never get tired of seeing, feeling and touching. Feeling you on his lap and your tits in his face is something that makes his cock hard right away.

If you are a woman with milk there, it will drive him crazy, make no mistake about that. He will be attached to you like a dog to its owner; His favorite task is going to be milking you.

He moans too much, especially when you touch his sensitive body. Your heat is something that melts him inside and out. He likes to feel your hands on him or his cock, when you grab his hands when you ride him or when you grab his hair when he's between your legs.

he's horny 24 hours a day, so don't think it's strange that she comes begging for your pussy or that you give her a handjob. If necessary, he will beg for you and your attention if you are busy or something like that.

"noona, please... I need your pretty, sweet pussy with me."

He likes to tease you in public, sliding his hand up your thighs and up to your womanhood, caressing you with his fingertips just to see how your cheeks and ears turn red and you get angry because he's doing it in public, and then punish him for not being a "good boy."

.ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

DILF! bangchan x FemReader smut

.ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ warning: age difference(adult reader)‼️ .ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

The sound of the skins slapping was the only thing that sounded in the room; The smell of sweat and the strong heat were suffocating in that large, well-decorated room. You had been invited to your best friend's house for a sleepover, not knowing that in the middle of the night you were going to be fucked by her father, who you had been fantasizing about being totally ruined by him, that man who was the owner of your sighs. . , of everything you could call yours. How his big hands grabbed your small waist compared to his, how your legs rested on his big thighs, his thick, veiny cock buried in your small, wet pussy, the difference in size between you was something that totally got you wet in seconds. . He was so big and muscular and you were so small next to him; With all the luck you reached his neck, your cute little hands scratching those delicate and expensive sheets that were now stained with sweat and fluids, mostly yours. You bit your lip so hard that it was surprising how it still didn't bleed, your eyes were watery and your thoughts were null. The pleasure that man gave you was suffocating, you couldn't think about anything other than how good Bangchan's cock felt, his strong thrusts and the marks that his hands left due to the force on your waist made you stifle loud moans, the bite marks and hickeys all over your body, some already completely red, your hair messy and your ass with marks from the spanking that he had given you a few minutes before, if you came out alive and walking. It's because God was on your side; You didn't want to be discovered by your friend that her father was making you see the stars with his cock; How would you justify everything? That was something Bangchan took advantage of to provoke you.

"What's wrong baby? You like how daddy fucks you? It's a shame I can't hear your sweet moans and sobs begging for my cock, but you know my daughter can find out about us, right?"

.ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

.ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

Han! who in his times of heat does not let go of you, he likes to feel your warmth and your aroma close to him, he clings to your waist and buries his face in the crook of your neck and nibbles or licks you, if you get up or don't you let him who is attached to you whine and walk after you like a lost catHan! He loves it when you touch his sensitive tip or suck him, he doesn't take long to come and he can't stand overstimulation, he sobs and babbles nonsense Han! He will suck your pussy like his life depends on it, if you run your fingers through his hair and caress him while he licks you, he will cum in his pants and whimper like a whoreHan! who has a fetish for you to masturbate him with your tits, he will cum in seconds if you do, he loves to feel your cute and fluffy tits on his needy cockHan! He is fascinated by your pussy, he loves to feel it, touch it, lick it, he loves how it makes him feel, how your warmth and tightness feels on his delicate cock.

"n-nonna you feel...s-so good"

.ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

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-𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧!

D!lfChan

-𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨!

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-𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐢𝐧!

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-𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠!

sub!Han headcanons

KittyHan smut!

-𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐱!

sub!Felix headcanons

-𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐦𝐢𝐧!

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-𝐣𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧!

jeonginxMilfreader

.ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

jeongin x Milf!reader smut

.ᶻ𝗓𐰁.ᐟ Warning: Jeongin is of legal age‼️ .ᶻ𝗓𐰁.ᐟ

You couldn’t even think how you got into this situation, you just knew that you liked it. Your cheeks were completely red, your nails scratching the headboard of the bed, his hands leaving marks on your waist from the squeeze he gave them, his thin and large fingers tickling your waist. His grip felt so good, how he made you go up and down on him, the marks he left on your tits or what he said to you. You knew what you were doing was wrong; you were his best friend’s mother and older than him, but you couldn’t refuse, not the way he grabbed you. Jeongin had been your son’s best friend for years, practically since he can remember. You always thought of him as a sweet and shy boy, but he turned out to be the complete opposite. He wasn’t at all the image of him that you had, or maybe he was, but not in a sexual sense. The way his thrusts made your eyes water was incredible; How could such a young and sweet boy make you feel so many things that no man in your entire life had ever made you feel? He was giving you the best sex of your life. You didn't even know how much time had passed; you were so overstimulated that the pleasure blinded you from all thought. His cock felt so good, but the pleasure his fingers gave you was something you couldn't even believe. Since he knew how to touch every spot in your overstimulated pussy to draw moans from you, you tried not to make noise for fear that your children would catch them, but with this boy between your legs it was totally impossible, or that you couldn't handle it in that state. Since his hands were clinging to your hips, making them go up and down, hitting your sensitive spot with his tip, you babbled meaningless things, or bit your lip to keep from making noise, leaving it marked and with slight blood from the strong bite. You clung to his broad shoulders as he clung to your tits at that moment; He left a trail of hickeys and bites, he hugged your body and kissed you totally needy, making you jump on him as if it were the last thing he would do.

"Forgive me, but it's your fault for being so hot and being my best friend's mom."

.ᶻ𝗓𐰁.ᐟ

This was something I had in notes a few weeks ago, I went to check and found it, so I'm posting it

im working on something 👀

SEO CHANGBIN MASTERLIST'

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! 18+ CONTENT WARNING!

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Stray Kids on your Weddingday! (HYUNG LINE)

Stray Kids on your Weddingday! (HYUNG LINE)

genre: tooth rotting fluff!!!

a/n: this was written on a spur so it may be kinda bad lol. anyways hope u like it !!! Requests are open <3

BANG CHAN

he'd probably been planning this day for such a long time that he wouldn't be freaking out that much. channie is a person that just loves to know everything that will happen that day. like he planned almost everything himself!

The moment before the doors to the small church open he'd be taking deep breaths to calm his nerves, hearing the low "ooohh" of the guest would make him turn his head and look in your direction. and let me tell you, he'd just beam at you before sniffling slightly and feeling the first wet trace of a tear on his cheek.

he'd cry even more when you finally stand infront of him and gently carress his cheek. "You look so beautiful, Y/N..." he'd whisper, making the guests coo.

when you two finally kiss he hears the cheers of the boys, the groomsmen, behind him. God, how'd he ever get this lucky?

LEE KNOW

mans would NEVER let anyone know but he'd be shitting his pants. standing before the mirror and looking over himself he'd probably look at his shaking hands and chuckle a little at himself.

waiting for you infront of the altar would feel like an entirity for him, but as soon as you stepped in, all eyes on you, it was like he forgot how to breathe. it was as if he saw the Y/N from all these years walk towards him again, feeling like a dork because of the fluttering in his chest and the blush on his cheeks.

sorry to tell yall but i personally don't think he'd cry while you walk down the aisle, he'd be so in awe of you that no words, no tears, nothing would come out.

and when you finally stand in front of him and smile cheekily while saying "Took your breath away, didn't i?" he'd just chuckle and nod his head. Damn, you really were the right match for him.

SEO CHANGBIN

binnie would be sooooo nervous about the whole day that he'd probably call his mom like a thousand times a day to reassure him. getting ready with the boys by his side to calm him down.

the moment you walked down the aisle towards him, he was sniffling and whiping his tears, that man feels so so comfortable around the few people spending your special day with yall that he wouldn't even try to hide his little sobs of joy.

when you stood in front of him, he'd take your hand and shakely say "I'm so happy right now baby, I love you so much" mans i love him so much ;(((((

HWANG HYUNJIN

the romantic he is, he'd probably have you walk down a bed of roses, in your wedding gown by versace, designed by none other than donatella herself.

Hyunne would feel tears spring to his eyes and turn away slightly, whiping them away and sniffling slightly, feeling channies hand on his shoulder. but as soon as you stood infront of him he wouldn't know what to say other than "you look so beautiful, my love" making you sniffle a little over your laugh.

he'd have the most special, perfect, beautiful speech ever prepared. everyone, and i mean every single person attending your wedding would bawl their eyes out at some point of the speech.

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 15 16 17

Comments and reblogs are encouraged and appreciated :)

Main masterlist

Stray Kids Kinktober Masterlist

Orgasm Denial - Han 

Titfucking - Hyunjin

Hate Sex - Changbin

Dacryphilia - Seungmin

Cockwarming - Felix

Frottage - Bang Chan

Virginity - Jeongin

Breeding - Bang Chan

A/B/O - Lee Know

Praise Kink - Hyunjin

Sensory Deprivation - Han

Somnophilia - Seungmin

Overstimulation - Changbin

Waxplay - Jeongin

Temperature Play - Lee Know

Gags - Felix

Threesome - MinChan

Edgeplay - Seungmin

Uniform - Bang Chan

Foodplay - Felix

Panties & Lingerie - Hyunjin

Bondage - Lee Know

Facesitting - Jeongin

Sex Toys - Han

Pregnancy - Changbin

Masturbation - Seungmin

S&M - Changbin

Mommy Kink - Bang Chan

Breathplay - Han

Aphrodisiac - Lee Know

Free Day - TBD These will not be posted daily, they're posted when i have time to write them, apologies in advance <3 You can also find these on Ao3 here

𝙨𝙠𝙯 𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 ☆ (𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾) ☆

song recommendation: ‘my universe’ (seungmin & i.n) (feat. changbin) ♪

an: this is my first post! i’m new to tumblr, so please go easy on me T^T

📂; use of the word daddy (x2), bullet points, bolds are a summary, use of pet names (sweetheart, my love, my rose), pure fluff

𝙟𝙞𝙣𝙞 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜…

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harmony ; 3racha x reader ; one-shot

masterlist.

porn without plot. you want to have some fun and you know exactly which boyfriend can help get it started.

pairing: 3racha/reader content info: sub!reader, dom!changbin, dom!chan, switch!jisung, polyamorous mmfm foursome (so they’re all involved with each other and interact with each other), very enthusiastic consent with an implied red/yellow/green light system (yellow is employed once).  some rough play (esp with changbin), cnc game that reader initiates, face-slapping, choking, dirty talk, pussy eating, double penetration, blow job, all three holes at once, multiple orgasms, jisung having a monster dick for no reason, aftercare.  (technically no mention of birth control but it’s a long established relationship and you can safely assume it’s taken care of.) 

word count: 5255 words.

enjoy <3

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When you want to play – really play – you know where to go. 

Jisung can be an overthinker and Chan is always protective, so they hesitate before getting too rough with you. Changbin, however, never holds back.  You know how to touch him, how to smile that particularly provocative smile, how to bat your eyelashes and invite him to play.  

You are thinking about it when he returns from his work-out, muscles straining in his black tank shirt, body damp with sweat, and looking like pure, unadulterated sex.  Chan and Jisung are huddled around a laptop in the living room, their entrepreneurial endeavours a seemingly endless chore, and they are so engrossed in their work they don’t see you leave. 

You sneak off to your room to change, ditching your shorts and underclothes, slipping into one of Changbin’s old t-shirts and absolutely nothing else.  

You intend to hunt him down after his shower, but it’s Changbin who comes to you.  He ambles casually into your bedroom without knocking, comfortable and relaxed and at home.  You have your own rooms for personal space but you all come and go as you please.

Your room is dimly lit with strings of fairy lights, the bed crowded with pillows and teddy bears, not to mention a big strong boyfriend who makes himself at home.  Changbin is dressed in sweatpants and a black t-shirt, his hair blow-dried soft and fluffy, but body as bulky and powerful as ever. 

“Look at this,” he says, holding out his phone.  A sweater you were eyeing has gone on sale so he sits on your bed and buys it for you without hesitation.   He giggles to himself with all that self-satisfied delight, teasing that he is the best boyfriend and your number one favourite. 

He knows the truest harmony lies among the four of you, together, always, but he likes to tease.

You like to tease back. 

“Be careful, you big bully,” you say, because he plops himself down at the head of the bed, knocking a teddy bear over.  You pick it up and aggressively shove it back into place. 

He quirks an eyebrow, his giggling joviality replaced with a studious expression.  He seems to finally notice what you are wearing, blinking his gaze up and down your body as you rearrange the pillows behind him. 

You bat your eyelashes, all playful innocence.

“Don’t be so serious,” he says.  He deliberately knocks a teddy onto the floor. 

You playfully gasp, bending over with a flourish and flashing him. 

“Ah,” he says, putting his phone on your bedside table.  “It’s like that?” 

“I don’t know what you mean,” you say, blinking. 

“Hm,” he says, giving you another quick once-over.  “Okay.”  

Changbin hauls you over his shoulder and wrestles you onto the bed.  He puts you on your back, upside down so your head is near the foot.  He climbs right on top of you, not an inch of muscle budging even when you thud your fists against his firm chest.    

“Binnie,” you say, wriggling underneath him, the t-shirt riding up your thighs.  “You’re crushing me, you big mean brute.” 

“Brute,” he says, laughing.  He grabs your hips and pins you to the mattress.  “Tsk.  You like it like that.” 

“No, I – ah!”

Changbin never hesitates.  He knows you will tell him if you don’t like something.  It’s a game of trust, full of an all encompassing love that boasts such tender affection beneath each action.  Being with Changbin is like being nestled in blankets by a warm fire on a snowy winter’s day.  You are sheltered in the storm, feeling that protection even more keenly because of the dangerous cold.    

Between you, there is nothing but heat. 

He gathers the hem of the t-shirt and shoves it up, past the skin of your tummy, exposing your thighs and all the bare softness between them.  Oh, yes, all softness against his hard body, the thickness of his biceps as he holds you down, his big thighs shoved between your open legs, broad shoulders relentless and ungiving even where you smack him repeatedly. 

“Binnie, be careful,” you say, trying to close your legs around his hips. 

You gasp when he puts a hand up your shirt, squeezing your breast in the cup of his palm. His mean fingers immediately find the stiffening peak, thumb tormenting you while you whine. 

You buck as if you want to throw him off, but he is right where you want him and he knows it.  He knows you, your body like a well-loved instrument, his strong hands drawing every musical gasp and sigh out of you. 

“Where’s your panties, hm?” he asks.  Undeterred by your continuous bucking and writhing, he slides his hands down to your naked hips.  He was slouched half-on top of you but he gets up on his knees now.  He pushes your thighs apart, forcing his hips between them. 

“Shameful,” he says.   He tries to grab your flailing hands to no avail.  You smack his chest and shoulders, dodging the reach of his fingers. 

He smacks your face, a tap hard enough to register the game has really begun, but not so hard to sting for long.  You still gasp, your hands pausing.  It gives him time to work a hand between your open thighs. 

“Ahh—!” 

“Yah, look at you,” he says, rubbing his fingers through your wet pussy without finesse or gentleness.  You twitch every time his knuckle rides over your clit.   “Bad girl,” he says.  “Who are you so wet for?” 

He gives you no time to answer, scooting back to drag you to the middle of the bed. You are still upside down, your pillows and teddies piled behind him, all the dreaminess of your girly lace bedroom in contrast to his stark masculinity.  It makes your whole body thrum with arousal, hot from the tips of your toes to the crown of your head.  You feel him even where he is not touching you.  

Where he is touching you, you burn, heart erratic with anticipation as he squeezes your thighs, as he shoves your hands out of his way, as he uses his thumbs to spread your pussy open to his gaze. 

“Ah – Binnie—!”  You get louder.  Your bedroom door is open.  Chan and Jisung might be focussed on their work, but not for long, not if you keep this up.  Still, to speed things along, you scream, “Chan!  Channie!  Ch—hmmph!”

Changbin shoves a pillow in your face, holding it there, smothering you to soften your shrieks.  His other hand is on your thigh – no, slipping higher, a surface touch through all that wet desire.  Then his blunt fingers are inside you.  You moan into the pillow, clenching around the thrust of his fingers.  You get dizzy quickly, partially because of the pillow, partially his skilled hand. 

He abruptly lifts the pillow.  The oxygen goes straight to your head, as intoxicating as a kiss.  You realize you are close to coming already, hiccupping with all that sudden breath as he fucks his fingers into you. 

Changbin is relentless.   You smack his chest but he ignores it, his strong arm keeping a steady momentum.  An orgasm builds and builds, your fingers hooking into his t-shirt for some leverage.  He puts a hand on your belly and holds you down.  He feels so strong and heavy, utterly unmovable, and it makes falling apart so much easier. 

“Didn’t you have something to say to Chan?” he says. 

You gasp and turn your head.  Sure enough, Chan is standing there, watching you.  Changbin does it on purpose, knowing when you are close, so you look at Chan just as the orgasm crests.  

Chan is standing beside the bed, dressed in his basketball shorts and a sleeveless black shirt, a baseball cap over his curly dark hair.   He must have entered the room while the pillow was on your face, and now he is standing there, watching Changbin hold you down and fuck you with his hand. 

“Channie, please—” you say, then you come all over Changbin’s fingers.  You cry out because he keeps tormenting you, thumb shaking back-and-forth across your throbbing clit.  “Ah, Binnie—Channie, please!”

Chan gives Changbin a look, his eyebrow quirked, then he just leans towards the open door and whistles.  It’s a sharp, high whistle, a call to attention. 

“Han,” he says, not even very loud.  Chan never needs to shove or force or yell.  When Chan says come, you come. 

You always obey Chan.  You throw your head back, gasping as you come a second time.  It is so soon after the first orgasm that it feels like one long, rolling wave.  It continues to shudder through you, even after Changbin slips his hand out. 

The shirt is still shoved up your tummy, soft skin and wet pussy on display.   Chan does not look away, reaching blindly behind himself for your desk chair.  He yanks it closer to the bed and plops down, taking off his cap and tossing it on the floor.   He is bare-faced, expression so open and honest, but a hunger in his eyes that darkens his whole face. 

Changbin just looks giddy.  You look at him as he giggles, that funny little chortle leaving that buff body.  Then you realize he is rolling his sweatpants down. 

“Channie!” you yelp, shrieking and twisting while Changbin licks his palm and strokes his cock, his other hand effortlessly holding you down. 

Chan slouches in the chair.  He props an elbow on the arm-rest and puts his chin in his palm.  His other hand slips under the waistband of his shorts. 

“Careful, baby,” Chan says, seconds before Changbin smacks you again.  It is within your limit, but still enough to turn your head on impact.

Like before, it breaks your concentration, and Changbin takes the opportunity to grab your hips, line up, and shove his cock inside you.  Chan and Jisung always give you a minute to adjust, the size of a hard cock definitely different from fingers, but Changbin never waits.  Even while you wince and complain, he fucks you through it, gripping your hips hard and ignoring your hands pushing against his chest. 

“Too much, Binnie,” you say, even though the sting is quickly passing.  You’re so wet and it makes it easy for him to fuck you.  It even sounds messy, every thrust opening you up, getting you even wetter, the bed creaking as he pulls you onto his cock over and over. 

You look over at Chan who is still watching, the shape of his hand and his dick so clear through the material of his shorts as he fists his cock slowly. 

You hiccup as Changbin switches from long, deep strokes to short, pounding ones. 

At which point Jisung finally walks in, yapping about work, saying, “I was thinking we could postpone the meeting to Monday and—oh, hi, WHAAAT, we’re having sex in here?  All right, man, okay, that’s cool, all right, what’s up.”   

Oh, your sweet Jisung.  He is also in house clothes, black shorts and a sleeveless white shirt, dark hair feathering through his fingers as he runs his hand through it.  He walks further into the room, kicking the door closed behind himself for no reason.  His attention is firmly fixed on you, holding your gaze while Changbin fucks you.  The unmoving intensity of those big brown eyes leaves you tingling, a swoop in your belly that feels as thorough as a good fuck.  It crashes into the feeling of Changbin inside you, makes your whole body get tight so Changbin groans and curses. 

“Oh,” is all you can say.  You cover your face with both hands, gasping when Changbin goes back to longer, deeper thrusts. 

“Heyyy, baby, why are you hiding?” Jisung says in his sweetest voice. 

You hear him approaching, even above the sound of you getting fucked, above Changbin’s little grunts, above Chan cursing.   You feel the dip of the mattress when Jisung climbs up on the bed, sitting near your head.  Then his hands are on your wrists, prying them away from your face.   You try to wrestle them back but he holds them calmly, his own arms boasting a subtle musculature as he pins your hands to the mattress to stop you from moving. 

“Yes,” Changbin says.  “Like that.  Come on.” 

“Jisungie,” you whine, looking down at where Changbin is driving into you, feeling each thrust deeper than your pussy, all the way up to your throat.  You tip your head back, looking at Jisung upside down. 

He leans down, his hair swooping forward, tickling your face as he kisses your forehead and temple. 

“It’s okay, baby,” he says.  Despite his soft voice, he does not lighten his grip, your hands still locked in place.  “Does it hurt?” he asks, wide-eyed. 

“Mmm,” you say, nodding, even while shuddering with so much pleasure that a tear spills down your cheek. 

“Aww,” he says, licking that tear track, making every nerve spasm.  “You’re so cute, baby.” 

“She gets tighter when you choke her,” Chan says.

“Awww,” Jisung says.   He releases one hand to reach for you.  He wraps his fingers delicately around your throat, not even squeezing at first, just a caress as his hand curls around you. 

Your adrenaline naturally peaks, body clenching, just like Chan said.  Changbin groans his satisfaction and Jisung tightens his grip, keeping you pinned by the throat while Changbin goes still, coming inside you. 

“Fuck,” Chan says. 

Jisung releases your throat and you suck in a shaky breath.  It is interrupted when Jisung swoops in, kissing your lips upside down.  You squirm under the confusing messiness of his open mouth at this angle. 

He comes up with a breath, one as shaky as your own, ravished from a kiss.  He runs his hand through his hair and nods to Changbin, saying, “Turn her around.” 

Two pairs of hands find you, manhandling you so easily between them.  You yelp, startled by the movement, as they lift you up and turn you around so your head is in Changbin’s lap and Jisung is now the one between your legs. 

Changbin hoists you into his arms, holds you in the cradle of his bicep as Jisung lays down between your open legs. 

This is one area that Jisung never hesitates to indulge, his open mouth descending on your pussy with ravenous excitement. 

You are so, so sensitive down there, almost numb beneath the first few searching swipes. 

He presses his whole mouth there, moaning as he sucks on your clit then licks up and down, back and forth, around and around.  His tongue rubs where Changbin just came, circling your sensitive hole, pressing there then licking back up to your already throbbing clit. 

“Can’t come again,” you say, not entirely sure if it comes out coherent because your eyes are closed and your brain feels fuzzy.   

He answers with a hum.  He does not seem to be eating you out with the intention of making you come, but purely for his own pleasure as he sucks and licks and tastes.  Despite that – and despite your words – you feel a tightening in your belly, a dull throb that feels too feels too deep to reach. 

“Shhh, it’s okay,” Changbin says when you start to writhe, his big arm wrapped around your neck, holding you tight to his beating heart. 

The thud of that heart, the relentless flick of Jisung’s tongue, and Chan’s approving nod makes your thighs press around Jisung’s head. 

“Oh—” is your last word before you come again, bucking hard against Jisung’s face.  You gasp and cling to Changbin’s arm. 

Jisung keeps licking at you, not relenting until your gasping whine is more of a scream.   Then he kisses your thighs and hips before pushing himself up onto his knees. 

He and Changbin wordlessly work together, sitting you upright to remove your only article of clothing.   Both pairs of hands find you again, touching and groping and stimulating everywhere. 

You shudder under all the sensation, eyes closing, rocking against nothing.  You are desperate to close your legs to relieve the tension, but Jisung is kneeling between them.  Fortunately, he knows you well, his hand sliding down there, fingers finding you, curling into you. 

“You’re soo wet, baby, it’s embarrassing,” he says.  “You need it that bad?” 

He is still using his sweetest voice, like he doesn’t know he is about to utterly wreck your shit.  Because Jisung always does without very much effort, simply by effect of having the biggest dick you have ever taken.   It is part of the reason you usually can’t start with him, or why he takes his time when you do, because it is an aching endeavour whenever he tries to fit all that inside you. 

Even the bulge in his shorts is obscene, the material rubbing against your thighs.  He brings your hand to that bulge and groans when you squeeze it, saying, “That’s it, that’s it—”

He leans over you.  It sounds like he and Changbin might be kissing above your head, sloppily at that.  Jisung is probably shoving his tongue into Changbin’s mouth, the same tongue that was just inside you as it licked up the mess that Changbin made.   

They press you between their bodies in an envelope of desire, utterly dominating your senses.  Changbin smells like his shampoo, a deep scent like mahogany, while Jisung tends to douse himself in cologne, faded now at the end of the day but still a rich, expensive smell.  Beneath all that is that simple sweat, bodies getting worked up, raw sex overwhelming all those other scents. 

You breathe them in, whimpering because you are pressed so tightly between them. You can feel Jisung twitching in your hand and Changbin beginning to stiffen again at your backside. 

 There is a wet pop and a shared gasp when they stop kissing.  Jisung grabs your face and pulls you up, his mouth hot when it claims yours, that stupidly talented mouth making you crazy. 

“Hold her,” Jisung says, speaking against your lips while guiding Changbin’s hands.  Jisung grabs your thighs and pushes them up, not quite folding you in half but almost there.  He knows you need to be open to take him.  Even then, you are already clenching, fluttering around nothing in anticipation.

Changbin holds your thighs back, hands pressed under the curve of your knee.  Jisung hastily shoves his shorts down his thighs, leaving them gathered at the knee.   He touches you and uses your desire to wet his dick, frantically jerking it as if it is not already intimidatingly hard and ready. 

“Jisungie,” you say, already whining, wiping an embarrassing spot of drool as it spills over your bottom lip.  Your body is so eager that it thunders out of control, clenching around nothing, and you can’t seem to stop it.   

Jisung is so mean, just using his fingertip for a second, circling your fluttering hole.  You try kicking him but your ankle manages little more than a flick, your legs trapped in Changbin’s hold. 

“Sorry,” Jisung says, giggling and obviously unapologetic.  He flicks your pouting bottom lip before finally putting the tip of his dick at your entrance. 

The first little bit is always fine.  It feels good to be full, your body needing him, pulling him in.  He rocks back and forth a little, pushing an inch then another, and that’s when your body realizes how much there is, clenching and stretching and burning as he pushes in.   

He goes slow, his whining mouth against your throat.  But then Chan sits on the edge of the bed and touches his back.  He bottoms out quickly and you squeak, eyes closed and breath coming fast. 

You hear Chan say, “Take it off.”   Confused, you blink your eyes open.  Chan is talking to Jisung, tugging his shirt up his back. 

Jisung groans but complies, tugging it over his head with one hand.  The few seconds give you a precious moment to adjust, barely enough before he comes back and starts to fuck you with short, rolling thrusts.   You think Chan is getting Jisung’s shorts out of the way given the jerky way Jisung moves on top of you, but then you are skin to skin with no obstruction. 

“Mmph, yellow – legs,” you say, breaking only briefly to prevent a cramp in your thighs.  Changbin is quick to smooth you out, helping reposition you more comfortably.  

You sprawl flat on your back as Changbin moves away, wrapping your legs around Jisung’s waist without any hindrance.  He holds himself above you, alternatively muttering expletives and cooing sweet nothings at you. 

Changbin sits on one side, Chan the other, both fully clothed despite the obvious strain below their waistbands.  It reminds you a little of the time Changbin topped Jisung while Chan fucked you, the pair of you kissing and touching between them the entire time.   

Today is a little different.  You are at the centre of it all, Jisung inside you, Chan’s hand on your chest and Changbin’s fingers circling your mouth.   You take those fingers when prompted, sucking dutifully, batting your eyelashes up at him while he softly finger-fucks your mouth. 

Chan’s fingers join him, touching your lip.  You open your mouth wider and drool messily around the intrusion. 

“Fuck,” Chan says.  He rips his hand back in sudden needy haste.  “Turn over,” he demands, smacking Jisung on the ass. 

It makes Jisung yelp but he complies.  With some help from Changbin, you roll over until Jisung is on his back and you are on top of him.  Changbin kneels upright too, taking your face in his hands and kissing you, tongue penetrating your mouth as Jisung holds your hips and thrusts up into you. 

Chan grabs the back of your neck, holding you in place while Changbin kisses you.  Chan’s other hand runs down your front, tweaking a nipple and making you mewl into Changbin’s mouth.  You are more panting than kissing by the time Chan’s fingers reach your pussy. 

Jisung slows down just a little, out of breath and whimpering as you clench around him.  This angle makes him feel stupidly deep, your eyes rolling back.  He makes a few small, jerky movements, not even a deep thrust, and it still feels like he his hitting your heart. 

Chan joins the kiss with Changbin.  You are not even sure who is kissing you, just that it is one or the other, back and forth until you are dizzy.  You know it is Chan’s fingers between your legs, the unmistakable pattern of his deft, familiar stroke making you spiral towards another orgasm. 

“Oh, god, she’s – she’s—” Jisung says, squeezing your hips, going still for a minute to stop himself from coming when you do.  He is breathing as hard as you. 

You look down at Jisung, holding eye contact while you come hard on Chan’s fingers. Chan and Changbin are each sucking a bruise into either side of your neck. 

“Fuck,” you say in a watery voice, thighs shaking, hands on Jisung’s abdomen as you lean forward. 

“That’s it,” Chan says, kissing your throat sweetly while Changbin bites you meanly.  Both of them swipe their tongue across the mark they leave behind.  “Jisung,” Chan says, a demand without further explanation.

“Fuck, I know,” Jisung says, slowly moving his hips again. 

It is so quick off your orgasm, it makes aftershocks move through your whole body.  You are a livewire, making every ridiculous sound possible as Jisung fucks you, Changbin kisses you, and Chan gets up behind you. 

Chan runs his hands down your sides, gently bending you forward until you are chest to chest with Jisung. 

“Yup, just like that,” Chan says, rubbing the base of your spine then lower.  His hands cup the curve of your ass, squeezing, tilting your hips just so.  It gives him a good view of Jisung’s cock moving in and out of you, no doubt obscenely wet and messy, as well as exposing the smaller hole in your ass as he spreads you open. 

“Changbin,” Chan says, still with that same confident assurance he will be obeyed no matter what, “Pass me the lube. Bedside drawer.” 

As if you were not already sensitive enough, just hearing those words makes everything clench, which makes Jisung fuck you harder, which makes some place inside you that is so unbelievably soft and tender start to ache. 

“Ah, that sound,” Changbin says when your moans turn to high-pitched whimpers.  He pats the back of your head and reaches for the bedside table. 

After a bit of rustling, he tosses the lube at Chan who catches it easily. 

“One second,” Changbin says while Chan uncaps it.  “She’s gonna come again.  Big one, isn’t it, yes?” 

The fact he knows before you do is a testament to how closely he watches you, how well he knows you.  He is completely right, of course, as Jisung repeatedly pounds into some squishy, vulnerable part of you, so deep and so tender.  You are not sure your clit would even respond if someone tried to touch it, but they don’t need to.   It is enough that Jisung is hitting that place again and again. 

You come with a scream, literally gushing around Jisung as you come.  It takes everything in his willpower not to come, nonsensically begging Changbin to help so he doesn’t finish.  Changbin just grabs him by the throat, much harder than Jisung grabbed you, making Jisung choke out a strangled gasp immediately.  It works, though, as Jisung goes still but stays hard, letting you rock desperately on top of him as your orgasm seems to last ages. 

When it finishes, you are completely boneless.  You slump onto Jisung who takes a breath when Changbin lets go. 

“All right,” Changbin says, smacking your ass.  You hear him kiss Chan quickly.   “Your turn.”

It is a good thing you feel so willowy; it makes it easy for Chan to open you up on his slick fingers.  The few times you have done this, it always took forever, which was fun in its own way, but today it is so easy.  He slides a finger right in, then another, hardly any obstruction as your body surrenders so completely to your boyfriends.

“You gonna take it okay, baby?” Jisung asks, his hands on your sides, holding you steady. 

You look up at him, nodding, and open your mouth with a whine.  He understands, lifting his head, meeting you in a messy, lazy kiss while he rocks slowly inside you.   The kiss only breaks when Chan replaces his fingers with his cock, reigniting every spark in your over sensitized body.  

“Ugh, god,” Jisung says, barely above a breath as he pants against your mouth.  “He’s inside you, baby?” 

You don’t answer because he can probably feel it when Chan is fully inside you.  It takes a second for them to calibrate, find a rhythm that works.   You are not sure if you are more impressed with yourself for taking it so easily this time, or impressed that Jisung has lasted this long and is still coherent enough to keep a steady rhythm. 

“Changbin,” you say, his name a moan on your lips.  You need to feel him too, his hand on your back not nearly enough. 

“Go,” Chan says, groaning, your hips in his hands as he fucks you.  “Oh, baby, you’re so good,” he says.  “Isn’t our girl so good for us?” 

Changbin and Jisung basically just grunt in reply, affirmative but irrevocably distracted. 

Changbin kneels near your head, rubbing the back of your neck and gently guiding you to turn your face.  Jisung swears when you open your mouth, a bit of spit drooling past his own lips as he watches you take Changbin’s cock past your lips.   You mostly just lay there with your mouth open, letting him fuck it rather than really blowing him, but there are no complaints. 

Chan squeezes your ass, a gentle knead that just makes you feel more open, stretched to your absolute limits, so full that you do not know how you will ever be happy without them all inside you.  

It reinvigorates you.  You find strength in your arm and use it to touch Changbin, fist circling where your mouth does not reach.  You get him off first but Chan follows quickly, muttering things like you, tight, perfect, baby, baby, baby.

“Oh god,” Jisung says, somehow still holding out.  When Chan slips out, it gives Jisung slightly more leverage.  He pushes himself upright, letting you slump in his arms and cling to him while he fucks up into you with quick, desperate little uh-uh-uhs. 

Finally, he comes, your name melting into a moan as he buries his face in your neck, mouth open where Changbin left his bitemark. 

They surround you after that and you hum happily, letting them pass you from one pair of arms to the next.  Jisung flops back, running his hands through his hair and catching his breath.  Changbin is there with a cloth of some kind – you think it might be Jisung’s shirt, but Jisung is way past caring – and he gives you a quick and gentle wipe-down while kissing your sleepy brow. 

“I should buy you sweaters more often,” Changbin says, giggling. 

It makes you snort with laughter, blinking up at him with a grin.  “Was gonna fuck you anyway, dummy,” you say. 

“In that case, I’ll buy you another one right now.” 

You giggle when he rubs his nose against yours in a cute little nose-kiss, eyes crinkling with an affectionate smile. 

“Mm, c’mere, sleepy,” Chan says, rightfully as you are still mostly slumped in his arms.  You manage to string an arm around his neck as he scoops you off the bed and holds you against his chest.

You are still a little dazed from so much sensation.   You let your boys take care of you.  After some quick inspection and care, you are plunked in a bath with Jisung to clean and decompress while the other two go strip and re-make the bed. 

Jisung kisses your face while helping you wash, his careful hands and the hot water soothing every achy limb. 

“Totally worth it,” you say, head under his chin, eyes closed and sighing contently. 

Changbin comes to help you out.  By then, you are bright-eyed, sore but in a way that makes you alive.  You feel clean and fresh and loved, bundled up in a robe and then carried off in Changbin’s arms to the living room where food, a comfy couch, and Chan is waiting. 

Jisung joins a moment later.  The laptop is long since closed and utterly forgotten, the four of you snuggling up in a big blanket.  Chan has an arm slung across the back of the couch, your head on his chest, Changbin’s arm around your middle, and Jisung half-asleep where heis  slumped against Changbin. 

“Round two?” Jisung asks then promptly yawns, making you laugh as Changbin playfully smacks him and Chan just sighs an amused sigh. 

Taking the cue from Jisung’s yawn, you close your eyes and snuggle down. 

“Love you,” you say, drifting off to each of them saying it back.  You know one of them will carry you to bed eventually, so you let yourself drift into sleep, safe and warm, happiest when you are all together, just like this, the four of you always in perfect harmony. 

keep coming back and rereading this fic bc I love it so much!! v well-written and well-paced, and chan here is just 😭😭 I need him very badly

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

💖drabbles 💖 ~ 01 02

👇🏻head cannons and answered questions 👇🏻 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21

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