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[SKZ] Finding you asleep with their SKZOO plushie

mini post of bullet point head canons lol - with SamSung as the poster children ig

Genre: Fluff Pairing: OT8 x Reader Warnings: None

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Chan:

Coos at the sight of you asleep with his Wolfchan plushie

Takes a picture of you because he thinks you look so cute

Also takes a .5 picture just to clown on you a little later

LOVES it when you take his stuff and sleep with it

He's caught you sleeping with his hoodies on before but his plushie?? His mini other him??? Ugh, his heart!!

Crawls into bed with you and lets you keep holding onto the plushie instead. He'll just spoon you from behind. <3

Wakes up to you cuddling him instead and sticks his tongue out as if the Wolfchan plushie is alive and will see it and be hurt lol

Lino:

Stares the second he catches you napping on the couch with his Leebit plushie

He's not surprised - you texted saying you were tired, wanted cuddles - but he was at practice and he was still all sweaty and grimy

Walks over to take a quick picture

Picks up the plushie and pretends to aggressively punch it's little face before calmly placing it back in your arms

Thinks it's really a cute sight but silently hates the plushie for taking his place

Changbin:

Starts immediately punching the air to fight his cuteness aggression

Almost wakes you up with how hard he's breathing because he's holding it all in

Takes a picture and sends it to the group chat to talk about HOW CUTE YOU ARE !!

Sits on the ground by the couch where you're napping and reaching out to touch the plushie.

Gives it head pats, rubs its cheeks. Then does the same to you

Gentle happy boy <3

Hyunjin:

POSTS a PICTURE on his INSTAGRAM OF YOU

Hard launches your relationship while also promoting the most recent SKZOO collaboration project

When you wake up he's pouty

Pretends not to be jealous of the plushie but most certainly IS jealous you got to cuddle him instead of Jinnie.

Please give him snuggles, he's probably gonna drown the bitch in your kitchen sink if you don't (Learned from the worst)

Jisung:

He thinks it's the cutest thing on Earth !!!

Makes a picture of you with Hanquokka his phone background

Thinks it's soooo cute because your cheek is squished against the plushie's round cheeks

Shows all the members the following evening at practice

You end up finding out from Chan who texted you a pic of Jisung's background - who was then running around yelling that Chan ratted his out and that they'd never see him again when he went home

You get revenge by making a .5 of his big ass forehead your background <3

Felix:

Ends up waking you up because he's giggling so much at his phone

He'd texted the group chat a picture of you sleeping with Bbokari and said his two favorite girls were napping together (idk Bbokari's gender fluctuates she's a unisex icon we love him)

Apologizes and wraps his arm around you in the bed so you can cuddle him and Bbokari at the same time

Gives you lots of cuddles and pouts at himself for waking you up

Gives you a little back rub while he's there <3

Seungmin:

Pouts when he finds you but ultimately stays quiet. Until he sees the Puppym plushie.

How DARE you replace him so easily with someone so.... SMALL.

Recreates the 'Welcome Home Cheater' banner and puts it up on the kitchen wall so you see it when you wake up

Ultimately he just laughs about it but he makes a show of acting serious when you question what you did wrong

Gives you lots of hugs and kisses as an apology for worrying you but also sits on the Puppym plushie as y'all watch movies together as payback

Jeongin:

Gets SO smiley when he sees you with the Foxiny plushie!!

He takes pictures but he sends them to his family members instead of the group chat

Actually, he tells them that 'this is the person I'm gonna marry some day'

Loves that you love his skzoo as much as you love him

Later when he's chatting with you about seeing you sleeping w/ the plushie, he pretends to chokehold it and feigns anger at the plushie for 'stealing his partner'

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The 4K Event IS going to be smut based and that'll be my next big event/series but just out of curiosity.

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Maybe Our Last .:. SKZ [L.FX]

Genre : Smut Pairing : Lee Felix x Fem!Reader Warnings : DUB-CON, Tentacle penetration I don't know HOW ELSE to word it!!, Hentai-esque themes, Monster Fucking (essentially), Throat fucking (kind of)

Kinktober Day 6 of 10 : Monster fucking w/ Felix Kinktober Masterlist

Word Count: 3.8K

I'm going to write a small snippet here because I need this to be clear; There is no sex between Felix and the reader; Changbin is the character who becomes the tentacle monster so technically he's fucking them both lol, and both Felix & the reader experience a sort of aphrodisiac which is why this is labeled as Dub-Con. If you don't like this type of shit just DON'T FUCKING READ IT LOL - also I've never written anything like this before so if it's bad... oh well.

You’d caught his eye the moment you walked into the party; The outfit, the style you’d worn your natural hair in, the dramatic makeup, the contacts, the thigh highs, the cute shoes – 

Felix had seen that character multiple times before; A beauty from one of his favorite animes in the world and now it was like she’d come right to life in front of his very eyes in the form of your Halloween costume. 

If he was honest, Felix wasn’t sure how he was going to keep his composure around you that night. You already made his heart race before, your demeanor was always so pleasant and kind towards him any time the two of you had bumped into each other or conversed as your friends spoke with each other, and now he knew you were about as big a nerd as he was; Which made you 10 times more attractive. As if you could get any more perfect.

Hell - He wasn’t even sure how he got you to sit down and talk to him on the couch like this; Your legs thrown over his lap, his hands resting respectfully atop them while the two of you chit-chatted as if you weren’t sitting in the middle of a massive college Halloween party. Biggest one that happened on campus, actually; Changbin just had that reputation going for him; Couldn’t let his people down this year, could he?

Music blared around the two of you, people dancing and singing, drinking ungodly concoctions of Rum and juice and edible glitter and making out against the walls; someone gagging just behind at the smell that was slowly flooding out of the downstairs restroom and towards the kitchen. Though, it felt as though none of it mattered as you were in your own little world with Felix.

“Yeah, I mean - her basic outfit is just so boring so I guess I tried to recreate the ascended version; I just think it’s cooler.”

“Definitely.” Call Felix a loser. He can’t keep himself from staring over at you in admiration, awe rushing through his veins the more you talk about what you thought of the show and what your opinions on different arcs were. His replies remain short and sweet - and you try your best to keep the conversation going, you do, but it’s hard to focus when he’s just so… pretty.

With a pink knitted sweater tucked into light wash jeans, he’d managed to secure a small pair of white wings to his back. He’d buttered up his look by applying glittering hairspray to the platinum locks that fell down over his shoulders and framed his face so well, a chunkier rose gold glitter overtaking the freckles on his cheeks. It seemed to complete the look for the cutest pixie you’d ever seen in your life; Not that you’d seen many.

“So you know the guy who lives here?” You question, tone soft. You’d heard of him before but you’d never talked to him personally; You’d really only been invited to the party because he was a friend of a friend. 

Felix’s lips part before he nods, a shy and polite smile overtaking his lips. “Ah - Yeah. Changbin’s a close friend of mine. He’s pretty cool, I guess.” His eyes darted over to peek at said friend, Changbin’s head popping into the restroom as his hand secured its hold on the doorframe. He looks as though he’s investigating something but Felix hasn’t a clue what, so instead of fretting about it he turns his attention back to you. “You don’t?” Felix quips before continuing. “I mean - you don’t know him?”

You blink a few times, offering a small shake of your head. “Oh, no. He’s a friend of my friend, Hyunjin. They’re practically attached at the hip and I see him around every so often but I don’t think I’ve ever had a full conversation with him before, you know?” You smile, giving a shrug. “We just don’t really run in the same friend group I guess. No big deal.”

The hand that had previously been resting against your shin - which was placed in Felix’s lap as you lounged back on the sofa in Changbin’s living room - moved to instead gently grasp at your knee. Felix giggles, “You should talk to him sometime. He’s genuinely one of the nicest guys I know. I get that his physique can be kind of intimidating but he’s really a nice guy. Maybe after the party we can –”

“Oh my God,” A girl shrieking from behind the sofa causes your body to jolt in surprise, your leg pulling off of Felix’s lap. He selfishly misses the contact immediately but lets his gaze pull from you to the young woman standing just over your shoulder. She’s turned away, her hand shaking as she points to the bathroom doorway. Changbin was gone, but where his hand had previously rested was now an oozing trail of green slime. Like something had slapped against the doorway and left a puddle that dripped down the polished wood. “Changbin?!” She cries, free hand pressing over her mouth. “Are you okay?!”

Hyunjin pushes past a few people to get to the girl, his hand resting against her arm as he glances between her horrified expression and the bathroom doorway. “What -?! What? What’s going on? Why are you yelling?” He stares down at her, the girl trembling under his touch. Her face had gone ghastly white, her joints blushed with blood that tried to push through to her extremities that had long lost all sense of warmth.

“Changbin,” She gasps out her friend’s name, her fingers shaking horribly as they dig into her cheek in terror. “He was trying to figure out what that awful smell was but I just – I saw him get pulled into the bathroom by something! I swear, it was like a monster - It was –”

The atmosphere turns horridly tense. The air thickens with dread as people begin to back away from the bathroom and some even turn to leave, wanting to get out of the house in case something horrible had happened. What if it was another person and Changbin had just been attacked? What if there was a serious sense of danger in the house now? And as you listen in, your chest feels heavy enough to cave in on you. You didn’t know Changbin well but that didn’t mean you didn’t care about him. He seemed like a genuine guy and right now you could only hope that this was some sick, cruel Halloween prank happening.

By the time you push yourself up off of the couch to even move into action Hyunjin is already in the bathroom doorway. His rushed demeanor comes to a sudden halt as he stops where the door cracks open, his gaze settled behind it and directed towards the shower. Everyone seems so quiet now, waiting impatiently for Hyunjin to give them some sort of update.

The only response they get for at least five seconds is the color draining from his face. His jaw clenched as he huffs out a breath before his body turns back to the living room and he pushes himself to leave the bathroom as quickly as possible.

He points, throwing his arm towards the front door that isn’t too far from where you stand. “Get out!” His voice leaves his throat in a scratching scream, begging for people to run from whatever it was he had seen in the bathroom only moments ago. “Get the fuck out!” He cries. “Run! Fucking run!”

People scatter; Dust settled on a shelf for decades now disturbed and dispersing into the once pure air. Footsteps are loud and heavy as some book it for the upstairs area, their shoes thumping heavy against the wooden steps. Most head for the front or back doors, Hyunjin’s hands pushing people to move into action as screams and cries fill the house and drown into the music still playing from the stereo speakers. 

The bathroom door slides open and what emerges makes your blood run cold.

That wasn’t Changbin.

That was a monster.

With eyes pure white and veins pulsing angrily in his throat, the Senior exited the bathroom not on his own two legs; Maybe not of his own free will. His head lulled as if he was no longer present, the parasite within him pushing him to exit and begin to attack. His upper half looked as if it had been melted and glued to the body of an octopus - if that octopus had biohazard green tentacles and slime oozing from every orifice. It pushed out of the corners of his mouth as his expression turned into a heavy scowl, his head tipping in the direction of the people scrambling for the front door - one of the tentacles reaching out in a quicker manner than expected. It had taken him so long to reveal himself that you were sure he was sluggish when it came to movement, but the tentacle seemed to snap out and wrap around the closest person’s waist.

Hyunjin gasped in horror as the wet surface slid and soaked his band tank, grabbing onto him tight and curling around him a few times to ensure he couldn’t escape from its hold. The tip of the tentacle smothered his cheek in goo and he visibly cringed, pulling his head back as far as he could while it rubbed against his face.

You hadn’t even realized your own body had become frozen in its place until Felix had reached for you, his fingers lacing with yours to pull you back to him. “Hey,” He yells over the noise, gently tugging on your arm, “We’ve gotta go!”

Your eyes drag to Felix before you nod, surely out of it by everything you were witnessing. This had to be some horrible nightmare - surely. Changbin wasn’t some scary tentacle monster and Hyunjin wasn’t getting smothered in goo and this house party was not just taken over by some… alien octopus parasite!

Felix moves to guide you as far from Changbin as he can get you, which isn’t very far unfortunately. His attempt is futile; The moment he rounds the couch it’s already too late. A tentacle had wound around your ankle and begun to lift already, refusing to let you go while suspending you mid-air. Felix, also refused to let you go.

He cried out as his hand was ripped from yours, watching you be lifted towards the ceiling as you screamed and begged for him to find a way to get you down. “Felix!” Your gasps were slashes to his heart, the knife twisting and digging into the muscle, ripping it apart. “Felix - Help me! Help me!”

Though he’s no better off. A third leg had wrapped over Felix’s chest, slime oozing from what looked to be the suction cups of the tentacle - only open and gaping as they sucked and clung to his sweater tight. Felix’s mouth opens though no sounds escape, his body only reacting as it knows how to when he’s this terrified. His hands come down on the tentacle and he hates how smooth it is, how slimy and wet it feels against his skin. “Let me go,” He gasps out, his head turning to look over towards Changbin’s upper half. Not that he’s really Changbin anymore. “Changbin-hyung! Let me go! Let me go, I’m your friend!”

Felix’s head snaps in your direction instead as he hears your voice letting out soft whines. The tentacle holding you up by your leg had tightened its grip and squirmed down towards your inner thigh, still wrapped up against you so snug that it made the soft fat beneath it bulge under your thigh highs. He didn’t even bother to take in the way your skirt had flipped upside down to reveal the pink panties underneath - He didn’t care. He was instead watching a separate tentacle rubbing against your face as if it were nuzzling you, smearing a pale green goo over your cheek and towards your mouth that made you spit in disgust. The tentacle pushes lower instead and wraps loose around your neck, your eyes darting down to watch as the suction cups open and release what looks like a sort of gas.

Your gasps are immediate, the sweet scent filling your body as you cried, “What the fuck is that?!”

Felix barely even registered that the tentacle wrapped over his chest had done the same, and when he did he was dumb enough to look down right into it. The scent was… nice. Pleasant. It made his body hum with a pleasant vibration that made him feel so warm and fuzzy. A feeling akin to being drunk for the first time - feeling a little out of it, a little loose. It felt immediate, too. 

His body slowly began to relax as the gas fogged around his head, the cups closing shortly after to let the air around your bodies clear. His eyes slowly pulled back to you, and though you were a bit hazy now, you were still there. 

The tentacle wrapped over your neck slithered down towards your chest, wrapping beneath the swell of your breasts tight so the fabric pulled taught against your curves - and the poor pixie across from you couldn’t stop himself from looking. He didn’t even feel guilty about it at the moment either. In any other circumstance he would’ve been too respectful and shy to even steal a quick glance but now, something about it felt so shameless. 

The tentacle slipped lower to give your body more support, leveling you out so you could essentially lay as though you were in bed instead of being hung upside down. How kind of it.

Felix swallows hard as his eyes trail over. He watches the tentacle holding onto your leg adjust itself so your thighs push apart for it and your body seems to naturally comply, your head tipping back as you allow the creature that was once Felix’s best friend to bend your body to its will. He finds himself whimpering when the tentacle pushes higher, the tip of the appendage wriggling and squirming over your skin until it tucked under your skirt and pried at your panties.

Your lips part in a sharp gasp, a heavy blush coating your cheeks at the realization that it’s trying to get at the most intimate of spaces on your body. The appendage curls tight around your panties before it begins to pull back, though when they refuse to move from your hips because of how snug they are - it opts to instead rip them right open. The fabric falls like nothing from your body before the tentacle moves back to work, your skirt ruffling against your hips and thighs as it pushes over your slit and curls the very tip around your clit in an effort to make you moan. And it works, of course.

Felix’s cock twitches in his jeans at the sight of you being touched like this. He knows it’s gross - knows it’s dirty and knows you’ll no doubt judge him for enjoying nasty Hentai like this (if you even live to see the next morning…) but he really can’t help it. He can’t help that he’s getting hard at the sight of you like this. It’s like a scene right out of a movie he’d watched recently - The tentacles, your stupid Halloween outfit…

“Felix…” Your soft call of his name makes him snap back into reality - which isn’t far from his fantasies right now. His hands tightened down on the tentacle wrapped over his chest as he felt something push between his own legs; An appendage separate from the others had slipped up his left leg and prodded at the bulge in his jeans, curling slowly around the outline of his half-hard cock while he whined. His lashes fluttered and he squirmed at the feeling, the friction more than enough to make him chub up just a little bit more. 

He curses, whimpering under his breath. “Fuck,” Felix gasps, biting down hard into his lip to stop any other sounds from escaping from his mouth.

His gaze darts back to you just in time to see the tentacle between your legs begin to squirm back. The cups along the inner section of the appendage open slowly and begin to once again ooz the slime that had slicked up your face and soaked into your costume’s top. It dripped over your inner thighs and as you sucked in a breath, the tip of the tentacle pushed carefully into your entrance. It eased it’s way in until it was nearly five inches deep - though this wasn’t quite like having sex with just.. Some guy. First of all - this was a monster; Second - the tentacle was thick. 

It felt as though it was attempting to split you right in half, wriggling deeper before finally pulling back and pushing into you once more.

“Oh my God,” Your voice leaves in a desperate hum. Felix watches in both shock and awe as your head falls back at the feeling of your pussy being filled to the brim; The little suction cups kissing at your walls every time it pushed into you further, the tip squirming against the entrance to your cervix and begging to be let in - to fill you until you would burst.

Felix’s head swirls as his gaze drops once more. He stares at the tentacle wriggling its way into his waistband, his mouth dropping open to let out a moan that makes him feel disgusting. He’s enjoying this and part of him loathes himself for it. “Shit,” He whines, the appendage wrapping around his cock when it slipped into his boxers and smothering his length in slick, sticky goo. It soaked through to the denim of his jeans and caused a heavy, damp stain that made him embarrassed and made him whine in protest. His hands curled into fists, reaching down with both to try and rid the appendage from his waistband before another - smaller and thin as a rope - wrapped tight around his wrists at lightning speed. He trembles as his arms are pulled above his head, no longer able to defend himself against the tentacle wrapping around his cock and making him twitch and writhe in pleasure. “Fuck – Fuck,” He cries, his toes curling in his sneakers at the ache that forms through his abdomen. “Fuck –!”

Your eyes finally press open as you hear Felix whining across from you, your gaze settling first on his flushed and desperate expression before falling to watch as the tentacle below wraps around his cock and coats him in goo. You can’t see anything but you know it’s a delicious sight.

Though, the appendage previously touching Felix seems to realize something of its own - It can’t fill Felix like it can with you, so it would have to find another way to inject its semen into the man.

“Shit,” Your whisper is barely audible as you peek up, watching the tentacle drag over Felix’s chest before coming up and prodding at his lips. He barely has time to react as it forces it’s way into his mouth, pushing at the back of his throat and making him choke on a whimper as goo drips down the corners of his mouth. His gaze meets yours before you watch as his eyes flick down between your legs, watching the tentacle between your thighs pump into you quicker than before. Your shaky, unstable moans meet Felix’s ears and he hates that the mix of seeing you getting fucked and having his mouth used at the same time are what makes him coat the inside of his jeans in cum that mixes with the goo left behind.

Your gasps become frantic as the tentacle pushes further into you, stretching you as much as it can before it suddenly stops, burying itself into your walls and pumping something out of the cups that had once again opened. You can feel it; It’s hot and heavy, thick, creamy. Holding a promise of your demise.

It’s the same moment that the tentacle buried in Felix’s throat seems to release the essence, Felix choking and gagging and closing his eyes in embarrassment as it fills his mouth full. The tentacle retracts as quickly as it came, black leaking from the corners of the pixie’s mouth as he swallows and spits at the same time - trying to figure out what it is and what to do in his post-sex haze.

The appendage between your thighs retracts and as exhaustion waves over you, so do the rest. Your body falls from the air and hits the ground with a heavy thud, Felix’s following only moments later. You land on your side, eyes glossy with tears of fear and pleasure as you look over at where Felix lay on his stomach to your right. His eyes are closed, though it’s not long before they slowly flutter open and attempt to meet your gaze. Felix’s hand slowly shifts from his side, coming to meet your own. His fingers curl into your palm as he sighs out, his body giving into the exhaustion and slumping against the hardwood - his cheek squished against the floor and his brain shutting off.

While you remain conscious a while longer, your eyes slowly move around to what you can see of the room. Hyunjin sits slumped against the wall, black ooze dripping down his chin and throat. His mouth had been filled the same as Felix, though while it happened a bit earlier on after he was grabbed, his body had already begun to turn. He was no longer present, his lower half bubbling and steaming and his legs gone, four appendages already present and squirming as the others began to form. 

Your eyes slowly dragged back to the blonde laying beside you, your thumb swiping over his knuckles in admiration. You take in the way his hair falls over his eyes, the way his lips part and the way the chunky rose gold glitter on his cheeks only adds to the charm of the deep brown freckles painting his skin. Part of you was… happy, that he’d fallen asleep before he’d seen what had happened to Hyunjin; What would happen to him now, too. Though as you lay in exhaustion and attempt to fight the sleep, as your brain clears itself of the fog and begins to be overrun by the slime that had entered your body and taken control of every functioning system left inside of you, and the fear settles into your chest; The realization that this would be the last time you would be human, the last time you would see Felix’s face. So you fight the sleep a little longer, just enough to try and memorize every detail of the man laying across from you before he becomes a monster, too. Your head pounds with the need to rest as your eyes finally drop closed, your body slumping and going loose as your future ahead of you lay unknown. But again, holding the promise of your demise.

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Mystery Event | SKZ [K.SM]

Synopsis; Where you send a SKZ member + a # to my inbox and I write based off an invisible prompt list.

SKZcidal Mystery Event ; Kim Seungmin + Exes Prompt #13 "We're Broken." "It's okay. We'll heal together."

Genre: Fluff/Soft Angst Pairing: Kim Seungmin x NB!Reader Warnings: Breakup mentions

Requests for this event are closed, but feel free to read the last post!

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As I gear up for my 4K event - I’m closing requests for now as they’ll reopen when the event is online!

Thank you to everyone who sent requests for the mystery event, I’ll be working on them until the 4K event pops up! <3

[bbokicidal]

greedy, greedy boys. | [SKZ]

have you been waiting? oh, i'm so sorry.~

warnings: spit kink (jeongin) (the crowd cheers), possessive behavior, jealousy, car sex, fem terms used.

messy, messy boys. | sneaky, sneaky boys. | NSFW Masterlist

Possessive!Chan who hates when people make comments towards you at galas or shows; People who question if you're a manager or makeup artist even when you're holding his hand and wearing a three hundred thousand dollar dress. It makes you feel down about yourself, but Chan's always eager to show you just why you're perfect for him - by bending you over in the restroom and making you submit to him of course; Pulling your dress up, tugging your panties aside and barely even pulling his cock out to slip into your gummy walls. Already so wet for him, too. You must really love to see him in suits, hm? "See? Look at how pretty you are for me; How you take care of me so well and let me fuck you wherever I want. You're my perfect, pretty girl."

Possessive!Minho who get not wary, but jealous every time he spots a guy looking your way. On one hand, he doesn't blame them, but on the other he hates every second of it. He always ends up pulling you out of the mall and to the company car so he can fuck you in the backseat - and when you whine out "mmmh -- why are you - doing this now?~" he'll just huff out a laugh. "Why? Everyone in there was looking at you like you were a piece of meat. Just wanna make sure they know who you belong to." He'll groan, his lips parted as he ruts into you so quick that the leather crinkles and whines under his knees. When he's done, he makes sure to keep your panties so you have to walk through the mall with his cum dripping down your thighs. Now everyone knows who owns you.

Possessive!Changbin who litters your neck with bite marks so bright that you can't even think of covering them with makeup. He just loves doing it when you can't protest, not that you would anyways. He'll catch you off guard by sneaking up behind you, littering your neck with kisses while you do your makeup before clamping down and making you moan so loud he's sure your apartment neighbors heard it. He does it right before events, too - does it before going out to dinner with the boys because he's noticed Jisung ogling you in the past. Changbin says it's just for fun but it's most definitely a way of claiming you in front of everyone. He'll also make a show of touching you under the table, pinching your thighs and giggling at your reactions. He wants everyone to know he's the only one you want.

Possessive!Hyunjin who gets jealous just seeing other guys on your phone. He knows you won't cheat but seeing you like other guys' posts - even if it's just Felix or Chan on Instagram - makes his blood bubble with need to show you he's better than them. He's instantly all over you, crawling between your legs and shoving your phone out of your hands, pinning your wrist to the mattress under his own and lazily grinding his hips down into yours as he whispers about how you should be giving him attention instead. Don't you want him? Don't you want to feel his huge, heavy cock dragging against your walls and making you feel so good? He can give that to you, you know; All you have to do is beg him for it. ~

Possessive!Jisung who itches for attention any time he's with you. He doesn't mind you wearing whatever you want but he knows you'll get looks in that pretty black dress so before you go out, he has to find a way to make sure everyone you interact with knows you're taken. He's simple about it; He'll fuck you good and hard up against the entryway wall right before you head out, pushing his cock as deep as he can into you so you've got that cute post-sex wobble the rest of the evening. He just thinks it's so cute when you can't walk because of him and every time he notices it as the night goes on, it makes him think back to the way you were gasping and whining in his ear about how big he is. Which, for a while, boosts his ego and pushes any jealous away.

Possessive!Felix who gets this dark, brooding look in his eyes when he gets jealous. On one hand he knows he's hot shit and doesn't need to worry, but on another - he saw that guy grab your hip earlier. Where other members might growl about how bad they need you or want you, Felix will wait until you get home before pushing himself onto you - pinning you against the kitchen island, lifting you up onto it and standing between your thighs while he whimpers into your ear and begs you to tell him he's everything you'll ever need. He'll shove his tongue into your pussy until you're trembling and in tears, pulling his hair tight and gasping about how he's the best you've ever had; And he knows. He just loves the feeling of you stroking his ego after five hours of fueled but silent jealousy.

Possessive!Seungmin who is far more subtle with his feelings. He realized early on in the relationship that you were eye candy for everyone in the world, so he took to holding your hand every time you go out. A subtle way to show that you're together. Though, the others caught onto what irks him - and Minho and Jisung have taken to flirting with you (playfully, of course) just to rile him up. It ends up being taken out on you instead of them, the tip of his cock kissing at your cervix every time he pounds into you and makes the poor bed squeak - and the next day when you show up to support them at rehearsals, he's giving you a piggyback ride. He'll sit you down and when Changbin prods at why you can't get up, Seungmin will answer for you. "She can't walk right now." His eyes turn to you, "She was being naughty yesterday." Even if Jisung and Minho were technically at fault.

Possessive!Jeongin who knows that you like it when he's riled up. He sits back and watches you play wrestle with Felix, letting you do it as much as you want, before he corners you in the bathroom nearly an hour later when practice gets over with. He'll pin you to the counter with his hands on either side of your hips, only lifting one to grab you by the chin and angle your face up towards him. He watches you giggle and grin up at him, tongue sliding out when you comply as he tells you to "Open your Goddamn mouth." before he spits right in it. If you're really irking him that day, before he leaves he'll give you a little slap on the cheek. Maybe he'll even leave you with a, "Be a good girl and behave."

Permanent Taglist :

@dwaekkicidal @possum-playground

@thatonedarkskinnedsiren @oc3anfloor @theyadorevalerie

@jeonginsleftcheek @pixie-felix @hwangjoanna @skzophreniic

@my-neurodivergent-world

[bbokicidal]

"change your theme to something cuter!" NOOOOOO "CHANGE YOUR THEME TO SOMETHING CUTER-" NOOOOOO

[bbokicidal]

Get to Know Bboki ~

I was tagged to do this so I guess I'm filling it out lol.

WHAT’S THE ORIGIN OF YOUR BLOG TITLE?

My bestie is @/dwaekkicidal so I made my new blog user to match hers. This started off as a SVT blog called @/ujiahae which is now my sideblog! Bboki -> Yongbok/Bbokari {SKZ] + -cidal -> ....

FAVOURITE FANDOMS?

Recently been HUGE into EPIC the musical but other than that I've been just like, existing. I watched Severance but I hated the ending of S2 so much it made me dislike the entire series.

OTP(s)

In the context of SKZ? My fav pairing is probably 2Min [Minho+ Seungmin] or Sunshine Twins [Jisung + Felix]

FAVOURITE COLOUR?

White, Blue, Yellow ~

FAVOURITE GAME?

I have quite a few! TLOU (1 & 2), Life is Strange, Love & Deepspace, Overwatch, Dead By Daylight, Subnautica, Baldurs Gate 3, Final Fantasy 7, 15, and 'World of', aaaaand... Call of Duty (Black Ops 2, 3, & Modern Warfare all 3)

SONG STUCK IN YOUR HEAD?

Right now, Hold My Hand because I just listened to it.

WEIRDEST HABIT/TRAIT?

I don't know if I have any weird habits. I guess my weirdest trait is that I have a perfectly oval birthmark on my inner thigh.

HOBBIES?

Cooking, reading, cleaning, being a perfect housewife for Chan-

IF YOU WORK, WHAT IS YOUR PROFESSION?

I was a barista for 5 years but now I'm currently someone working in hospitality!

IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY JOB YOU WISH, WHAT WOULD IT BE?

I really did like being a barista, to be honest - but I think I would thrive in office settings. Or more intimate settings I guess? Like being a makeup artist and getting to be one-on-one with people for longer periods of time versus many people for thirty seconds.

SOMETHING YOU’RE GOOD AT?

Gaming I guess? I'm not superb but I've gotten up to the Diamond tier in Overwatch.

SOMETHING YOU’RE BAD AT?

Existing.

SOMETHING YOU LOVE?

My mom. I know it's cheesy but I've never met a more wonderful woman. She's not perfect but she's everything I've ever wanted to be.

SOMETHING YOU COULD TALK ABOUT FOR HOURS OFF THE CUFF?

Stray Kids.

SOMETHING YOU HATE?

Raw onion.

SOMETHING YOU COLLECT?

Rings! Specifically vintage rings. The big ones with fat fuckin gems LOL.

SOMETHING YOU FORGET?

I forget a lot of tiny details when it comes to my job.

WHAT’S YOUR LOVE LANGUAGE?

Physical touch. I am such a sucker for hand holding and soft affection.

FAVOURITE MOVIE/SHOW?

Stranger Things is probably my favorite show of all time, and my favorite movie is Interstellar!

FAVOURITE FOOD?

Hot, home cooked comfort foods like chili, meatloaf, that type of stuff.

FAVOURITE ANIMALS?

Cats!

ARE YOU MUSICAL?

I am. I was in choir for 11 out of 12 years of school and I use to do honors choir.

WHAT WERE YOU LIKE AS A CHILD?

Very quiet, very patient. I was a goodie two shoes, always made sure I did well in school. I use to be SO afraid of swearing too lol.

FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?

Math.

LEAST FAVOURITE SUBJECT?

Gym. Fuck that shit bro.

WHAT’S YOUR BEST CHARACTER TRAIT?

I pride myself on my wit, ngl. I can pull one liners so fast out of my ass it's unreal.

WHAT’S YOUR WORST CHARACTER TRAIT?

I'm very brash irl and I don't take shit from people. Not a bad character trait but it clashes w/ a lot of people's personalities so.

IF YOU COULD CHANGE ANY DETAIL OF YOUR DAY RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?

I wish I woke up earlier than I did this morning.

IF YOU COULD TRAVEL IN TIME, WHO WOULD YOU LIKE TO MEET?

I want to go back to like 2016 and meet pre-debut Felix LOL man was a fucking riot.

FIC RECS?

I don't usually do fic recs because I haven't been reading much lately but if you like events and fun themes, I'd recommend @skzophreniic 's 1k Hotel themed event rn. Everything out so far is so good fr.

[bbokicidal]

Awww I’m honored!! I try to keep my fics consistent haha. And I always see you in my notifs lol <33

when you finish a fic that was everything you could of hoped for and you click on their user to see that they’ve written dozens of fics for that pairing

[bbokicidal]

If I drop off the face of the earth just let it happen and assume I’m gone again LOL

[bbokicidal]

Mystery Event | SKZ [H.J]

Synopsis; Where you send a SKZ member + a # to my inbox and I write based off an invisible prompt list.

SKZcidal Mystery Event ; Han Jisung + Smut Prompt #12 "Behave, I wouldn't want to have to punish you now."

Genre: Suggestive Pairing: Han Jisung x Fem!Reader Warnings: Suggestive Content (MDNI), spanking, 'nudes' sent to Han, pictures from Pinterest used lol

Permanent Taglist :

@dwaekkicidal @possum-playground

@thatonedarkskinnedsiren @oc3anfloor @theyadorevalerie

@jeonginsleftcheek @pixie-felix @hwangjoanna @skzophreniic

[bbokicidal]

Mystery Event | SKZ [B.C]

Synopsis; Where you send a SKZ member + a # to my inbox and I write based off an invisible prompt list.

SKZcidal Mystery Event ; Chris Bang + Smut Prompt #8 "Kissing every inch of your body, showing how much they love it + you"

Genre: Suggestive Pairing: Chris Bang x Fem!Reader Warnings: Suggestive Content (MDNI), hickies, pictures from Pinterest used lol

Permanent Taglist :

@dwaekkicidal @possum-playground

@thatonedarkskinnedsiren @oc3anfloor @theyadorevalerie

@jeonginsleftcheek @pixie-felix @hwangjoanna

[bbokicidal]

Jeongin wants to hear MY moans as the new elevator chime? 😏

Yeah that’s right, I’m the bitch that submitted this request. Yall best believe I wanted that front desk seungmin all over me. 😭😏

⍣ ೋ cw: explicit sexual content. dirty talk. oral (fem receiving). fingering. degrading language. spit.

⍣ ೋ notes: thank you for being our first guest here at skzotel! it means a lot to me and definitely means a lot to the staff :) below you will find your detailed investigation report along with an internal service memo in the form of our leaked group chat texts. enjoy <3

INTERNAL INVESTIGATION REPORT Filed by Concierge Aeryn Subject: Staff Conduct – Front Desk / Early Check-In Encounter Staff Member Under Review: Seungmin Requested by: Guest (Room 706) Requested Resolution: Formal Investigation & Internal Service Memo

[Location: Front Desk, 7:08 a.m.]

Aeryn’s heels clicked crisply over the marble floor as she approached the front desk, clipboard in hand, expression unreadable save for the tiniest upward quirk at the corner of her mouth.

Seungmin didn’t look up from his monitor. “If this is about the bathrobe shortage again, tell Jeongin to stop pocketing them.”

“Not robes,” Aeryn replied smoothly. “You, actually.”

Now he looked up. “Excuse me?”

She handed him a copy of the complaint, neatly printed on SKZOTEL letterhead. His eyes skimmed it—then narrowed. “I didn’t ogle anyone.”

“Oh? Because the guest certainly believes otherwise. Said they were too flustered to catch your name tag, which, as I recall, is attached to every suit you own.”

Seungmin leaned back in his chair. “Tall, dark hair, working early at the front desk? Could’ve been Hyunjin.”

Aeryn smiled, dangerous and sweet. “It wasn’t.”

“How would you even know—?”

“Because Security Officer Han very helpfully reviewed the security footage for me this morning.” She paused, then added with a deliberately raised brow, “The full footage. Including the angles he installed without my permission.”

Seungmin winced. “Of course he did.”

“I saw it,” Aeryn said, coolly. “You watched them walk in. Your eyes followed. You lingered. You brushed your fingers across theirs. Twice.”

“That could’ve been—”

“Twice, Seungmin.”

A beat of silence passed between them.

Then: “...Fine. Maybe once. Not twice.”

Aeryn didn’t dignify that with a response. Instead, she tucked the clipboard under her arm and folded her hands neatly in front of her. “You’ll be heading to Room 706. Apologize. Be charming. Fix it.”

“And if they don’t want me there?”

“You’ll know very quickly,” Aeryn replied, stepping away with a ghost of a smirk. “But given the tone of the request, I’d say your odds are promising.”

[Location: Room 706, 7:12 a.m.]

Seungmin stood outside the door, one hand in his pocket, the other hovering just above the knocker. He exhaled slowly.

“This is ridiculous,” he muttered to himself, then knocked twice.

The door opened.

And there you were. Robe tied loose. Hair still damp from your shower. Surprised—but not displeased.

He cleared his throat, expression unreadable.

“Guest of 706,” he began, “I’ve been instructed to apologize for... perceived impropriety during your check-in. I may have—allegedly—been too forward with a key pass-off. Or made eye contact longer than protocol allows.”

Your brow lifted, just slightly.

He sighed. “Look. I don’t do this often.”

You stepped aside without a word, letting the door fall open.

He hesitated.

You tilted your head. “Well? Don’t leave a guest waiting.”

Seungmin stepped inside, the door clicking shut behind him with a finality that didn’t match the easy calm on his face.

The room smelled faintly of bergamot and steam—like you’d just stepped out of a long, indulgent shower and hadn’t quite come back to earth yet. There was still condensation on the bathroom mirror, still warmth in the air, and you watched with interest as he surveyed the space like he was taking mental notes for a report.

Typical.

“You have a nice view,” he said casually, nodding toward the open curtains. His tone was professional, but his eyes didn’t leave you.

“I’d say the same,” you replied smoothly, adjusting your robe—but not before letting it fall open for just a second longer than necessary. His gaze flicked down, caught it, then returned to your face without flinching.

Of course he didn’t flinch. He was too composed for that.

Too composed… for now.

“I assume this is the part where you offer me complimentary wine and a fruit basket as compensation for my emotional distress.”

“That’s standard protocol,” he said, stepping further into the room. “But I had a different resolution in mind.”

You raised a brow, pretending to mull that over. “A personal apology?”

“Personal, yes.” He stopped in front of you, close enough now that you could smell the faint hint of spice on his skin, some luxurious cologne no doubt mandated to all staff.

His voice dropped slightly. “Sincere? Not exactly.”

You smiled, slow and amused. “You’re not very good at apologies, are you?”

“I don’t do them often,” he murmured again, echoing himself from earlier.

Your fingers lifted, brushing his lapel. “So you said. And yet, here you are. In my room. Under direct order.”

His breath caught, just briefly, when your hand drifted from his lapel to the first button of his shirt. He didn’t stop you. Didn’t lean in either. Just waited, patient and still, like he wanted you to make the next move.

You popped the button open slowly. “How does the guest know it’s genuine? Your apology, I mean.”

He tilted his head, ever so slightly, and then—his hand found your waist.

Not harsh. Not rushed. But firm. Intentional.

“They don’t,” he said simply. “Unless I show them.”

Your breath hitched.

And then he kissed you.

It wasn’t the kind of kiss that asked for forgiveness. It was the kind that demanded silence. Claimed space. Took its time.

Seungmin’s lips were warm, soft but certain, coaxing yours apart without pressure. He kissed like someone who thought things through. Every movement had a purpose. Every flick of his tongue was measured—until you whimpered, barely a sound, and then something inside him snapped.

His hands dragged you forward, robe loosening with the motion, and his mouth deepened against yours with a hunger you hadn’t expected from the picture-perfect front desk boy. Your fingers found his shoulders, digging in. His hands—God, his hands—palmed your hips, your waist, your ass, dragging your body flush to his.

When he pulled back, he was breathing hard. His hair slightly out of place. His lips pink from the kiss.

“You’re not going to file another complaint, are you?” he asked, voice thick and a little breathless.

You blinked at him, dazed. “That depends.”

“On?”

“How thorough your apology is.”

He laughed once—low, dark, sharp. “I can be very thorough.”

He didn’t ask for permission before pushing the robe off your shoulders, letting it fall to the floor like a discarded secret. He took a slow, indulgent second to admire you—then pressed another kiss to your collarbone. Then your throat. Then just beneath your jaw.

Each kiss got slower. Deeper. Each pause dragged heat through your skin, made you ache in anticipation.

When he dropped to his knees in front of you, the look he gave you wasn’t reverent.

It was dangerous.

Seungmin looked up from between your thighs like a man about to ruin someone—and document it for internal records.

He didn’t speak when he pushed your thighs apart—just watched.

Watched as you shifted under his gaze, robe forgotten on the floor, heat prickling across your bare skin under the scrutiny. His hands were cool on your knees, thumbs brushing slow, lazy circles like you weren’t already trembling.

"Look at you," he murmured, almost bored. "One little complaint and now you're desperate to be on my tongue."

You opened your mouth to answer—but he was already dragging his lips up the inside of your thigh, so close, and then pulling away just as fast.

"Did I say you could speak?"

Your breath caught. The look in his eyes had shifted—no longer professional, no longer cautious. This wasn’t an apology. This was punishment disguised as indulgence.

"You think I didn’t notice," he muttered, voice low against your skin. "You wanted me to look. Wanted it so bad you put it in writing. Complained about me like it was some scandal when you were dripping through your panties the second I handed you the keycard."

You whimpered, body jolting when his tongue flicked over your crease just once, cruel and shallow.

"Yeah," he smirked, hearing it. "There it is. Filthy little liar. Filing paperwork like you didn’t want this. Like you wouldn’t beg."

One hand hooked under your thigh, pulling it over his shoulder with casual strength. The other? Slid between your legs and—fuck—he didn’t tease this time. Fingers spread you open, dragging through the slick heat of your cunt like he already owned it.

"God," he breathed, almost laughing. "You’re soaked."

You nearly choked when his tongue pressed in—slow, mean, licking you like he had all the time in the world to unravel you. No pattern, no rhythm. Just long, luxurious passes, licking up everything you gave him without a word of praise.

Because Seungmin didn’t do praise.

No. He licked like he was testing you. Tongue curling just inside, pulling back before you could grind down. Holding your hips still with one brutal grip, tongue replacing his fingers, letting his nose nudge your clit but never giving it the pressure you needed.

"Don't squirm," he said flatly. "You're here to take what I give you. Nothing else."

And you tried—God, you tried—but when he spat onto your cunt, using his fingers to rub it in like you were something messy beneath him, you keened, hips rocking up involuntarily.

Wrong move.

Suddenly, his hand was on your throat.

Not tight. Not dangerous. Just enough to still you.

Enough to make you listen.

"You wanted something to complain about,” he growled. “I'll give you something to report."

Then his mouth was back on you—focused now, tongue flat against your clit, lips sucking just hard enough to make your legs shake, and his hand didn’t leave your neck. Not until your moans got breathy. Panicked.

"You're gonna cum," he said, not asking. "Right on my face. And then I'm going to make you thank me for it."

You nodded, frantically. Mindless.

"No," he snapped, pulling back just enough to look you in the eyes. His mouth was shiny with you. His voice was filthy silk. “Ask.”

Your voice cracked. “P-please. Please, let me cum—”

He went back in with no mercy.

This time, he didn’t stop. Tongue relentless, fingers slipping back inside, curling, punishing. Your orgasm hit like a wave dragged over marble—sudden, loud, and humiliatingly hard. Your thighs clamped, your body jerked, and Seungmin held you down and fucking ate it.

He didn’t pull away when you came. Didn’t even slow down.

If anything, he got meaner with it—tongue flicking over your clit in tight, practiced circles while two fingers stayed buried deep, fucking you through the aftershocks like he was trying to draw another one out of you. Like your first orgasm was a proof of concept and now he had something to perfect.

“Sensitive?” he asked, way too casual for a man kneeling between your thighs, wrist working in and out of your soaked cunt. “You gonna cry about it?”

You whimpered, hips twitching, thighs trying to close around his head—he shoved them apart again without ceremony.

“Thought so.”

His mouth found your clit again, more deliberate now. Tongue flat, wide, slow at first—then faster when your hips tried to squirm. He held you still, firm and patient and infuriating, dragging another wave of pleasure out of your wrung-out body like it was owed to him. Like this was all part of his process.

You came again, louder this time. Less controlled. Less pretty.

He licked you through it, chin wet, lips wet, eyes half-lidded like he was bored of your reactions but still hungry underneath it all. And when he finally stood, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then dragged that same hand along your cheek. Not rough. Not sweet either.

Just… a mark. A reminder.

You should’ve been dizzy. Humiliated. You were still trembling, legs weak, heart rabbit-fast in your chest.

But you smiled up at him, slow and sly, voice still ragged as you asked, “Is this the part where I tip?”

Seungmin snorted. Just once. Then he leaned down, kissed your cheek—mockingly soft—and murmured:

“You couldn’t afford me.”

Your fingers curled in his shirt again, dragging him closer by the collar. “Maybe not. But I could file another complaint.”

That got a look out of him. One brow arched. One corner of his mouth twitched like he was suppressing a grin.

“You want to be punished again?”

You tilted your head, lips brushing his. “What if I said yes?”

He didn’t kiss you. Not yet. Just held your chin in one hand and whispered, “Then next time, sweetheart, you’re going to be the one on your knees.”

______________________________________________________________

🗒️ INTERNAL SERVICE MEMO From: Concierge Aeryn To: SKZotel Staff – All Departments Subject: Incident Debrief – Room 706 / Front Desk Conduct Classification: Staff Eyes Only / Group Chat Archive

Team,

Per request of the guest in Room 706 and in accordance with our transparency protocols (and Chan’s insistence on “team bonding”), the following is a transcript of the internal staff group chat from this morning, shortly after certain actions were taken by Front Desk Staff in response to a formal complaint.

Please note: This conversation has not been edited for professionalism, grammar, or good taste. Proceed accordingly.

– Aeryn Concierge, SKZotel

[bbokicidal]

Guys I don’t think she wants me as much as she says she wants me bc she yelled at me for typing too much and switching up topics

Girl it ain’t my fault my adhd is kicking in hardcore at 10 pm

[bbokicidal]

i loved corruptive hyunjin!! can you please do corruptive felix with a bimbo gf next??

I really don't have too many ideas for corruptive Felix that I feel like I haven't written before but I think one thing Corruptive!Felix would ABSOLUTELY do is;

He loves to get you in compromising positions because you're just too dumb to realize that they're sexual. He'll purposefully drop his phone behind the couch so you kneel on the cushions and reach back, propped up all pretty on the couch so he can come in right behind you and grind on you. Or he'll ask you to clean up the kitchen while he focuses on the bathroom, but the entire time he'll just stand and watch - waiting for you to bend over the counter so, again, he can come up from behind and flip up your skirt just to use you like a toy.

Y'all know that 'gets stuck in the dryer trying to get clothes out' p0rn cliche? Yeah. Felix is making you do laundry for him just so he can watch you bend down over and over and maybe if he's feeling needy, fuck you while you bend over the dryer. Or washer - he might even turn it on just so it vibrates beneath your weight, too. ~

[bbokicidal]

GO CHECK THIS SHIT OUT

this is one of the coolest events ive seen thus far fr !!

✧･ﾟ:* 𝓌𝑒𝓁𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝓀𝓏𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓁 *:･ﾟ✧ Your suite is ready. Please enjoy your stay.

1k followers event — OPEN

CONCIERGE: Aeryn “𝒜 hotel should be a sanctuary. Ours is... just a little more indulgent.”

To our most valued guest,

On behalf of the staff, allow me to welcome you to SKZOTEL, a discreet boutique hotel nestled between velvet dusk and velvet sin. Our mission is simple: every guest leaves satisfied. And if they don’t? Well—we handle it personally.

My name is Aeryn, your concierge. You may contact me at any time during your stay—day or night—for concerns, requests, or... service adjustments.

Please review our staff directory below. Some members are more hands-on than others.

—

🗂️ STAFF DIRECTORY

General Manager › Bang Chan “Professional. Refined. Makes you sign NDAs in the morning.” Always composed, always in control. His office is soundproofed—for confidential discussions, of course.

Room Service › Lee Know “Prompt. Precise. Polite until you misbehave.” Delivers more than what’s on the menu. Knows your tastes better than you do.

Front Desk › Seungmin “Aloof. Unimpressed. Hears everything through the walls.” Always composed, always aware. Your secrets are safe—unless he finds them amusing.

Spa Attendant › Jeongin “Angelic hands. Devilish intentions.” Soft towels, warm oils, firm pressure. Knows exactly where to press, when to soothe, when to push just a little further. The relaxation is mandatory. The aftercare, optional.

Valet › Changbin “Parks your car. Leaves you breathless.” Warm palms, cocky smirk, a habit of taking his time. The ride back from the valet lot is always longer than expected.

Security › Han Jisung “Watches the monitors. Likes what he sees.” Knows every hallway. Every angle. Every guest who lingers a little too long. Some cameras aren’t exactly... regulation. But you always give him something to review.

Housekeeping › Hyunjin “Claims to clean. Actually just makes a mess.” His cart carries fresh linens and a lingering scent of something heady. He straightens the sheets but rumples them first.

Bellboy › Felix “Charming. Attentive. Knows exactly where to put his hands.” Warm smiles, lingering glances, and a habit of carrying more than just your bags. Calls you ‘miss’ or ‘sir’ with a tilt of his head that makes it sound like something else entirely.

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✉️ COMPLAINT & CONCERN SUBMISSION SYSTEM We pride ourselves on curating unforgettable experiences for every guest. Still, from time to time, certain staff members may go… above and beyond expectations.

To ensure ongoing satisfaction, we invite you to file a formal complaint, concern, or commentary regarding any interaction during your stay.

Preferably, please remain in character when submitting.

We encourage fully immersive, detailed reports of your encounter—whether you're confused, flustered, ruined, or simply seeking... clarification.

To file a concern: ➤ Send an ask addressed to Concierge Aeryn, describing an interaction with a specific staff member. ➤ Anonymous submissions are welcome. Room numbers are optional. Repeat complaints are common. Some guests never learn.

💌 You may receive: ・A custom drabble — short, immersive NSFW response tailored to your complaint ・A private follow-up report — a discreet, in-character message from a staff member or Aeryn ・An internal service memo — a playful, “official” hotel document revealing staff reactions or gossip ・A formal investigation — an extended, smuttier account or reconstruction of the events in question (Please select only one or two options per submission. If you request a drabble or formal investigation, you may also request a complimentary follow up report or memo.)

📝 Sample Submission:

To Concierge Aeryn, I believe this qualifies as a formal concern. Housekeeping was scheduled for 11 a.m. I was still in bed when Hyunjin let himself in. He didn’t knock. He didn’t apologize. He just looked me up and down and said, “Guess I’ll start with the sheets.” He straightened the pillows. Sat beside me. Brushed something off my thigh that wasn’t there. I don’t remember saying he could stay. I do remember what he whispered before he left: “Room looks much better messy.” I’d like: ☑️ A formal investigation and an internal service memo. …and maybe a lock for my door. Or not.

Remember: every sigh and misplaced hand tells a story. Tell us yours.

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🛎️ A FINAL NOTE FROM CONCIERGE AERYN This hotel survives solely on pleasure and discretion. Thank you for helping us reach 1,000 guests.

I do hope your stay is... unforgettable. Should you require anything—anything at all—you know where to find me. I’ll be at the front desk. Clipboard in hand. Listening to the sounds coming from your room.

Yours in service,

𝚊𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚗

𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎, 𝚜𝚔𝚣𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚕

[bbokicidal]

Yall better make the rest of the tour good for Chris or god help me