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unpopular opinion: our soft boy is a thigh man (nsfw)

he pushes your legs up until the top of your thighs nearly meet your ribs. he holds them together, dark eyes appreciating how they touch and squish together.

he moans, "pretty baby...y-you're--" his movements are clumsy, too distracted by his sweet girlfriend under him to do much of anything except stare at her.

his sweatpants are shoved down just enough to free himself and you see how desperate he's been for you all morning. you try to reach out, feel him, relieve him, but he doesn't let you move. his hands hold you firmly under him as his cock nudges the soft underside of your thigh.

"you're so good to me, baby. letting me fuck your thighs and get you all messy..." he slips his cock in between your thighs with a deep groan, moving slow and careful as he gets you both used to the feeling.

you whimper at the feeling of his silky skin against yours, dragging sweetly as his strong hands pin you down.

his half-lidded eyes watch his cock disappear in between your legs, teeth gnawing at the edge of his bottom lip as he attempts holds himself back from getting too worked up at the sight. but he can't help it.

when his hungry gaze drifts to your face, all flushed and needy, his hips automatically speed up, rolling harshly against your skin. you can feel small spurts of precum lubricating his cock as he fucks himself against you.

you whine when you feel his other hand move over your aching center, rubbing insistent circles against your pulsing clit over your clothes.

san whines as he gets closer to the edge, rhythm getting sloppy as he chases his high. he murmurs soft praises and heated words to deaf ears as you start to tremble under him, falling apart under his touch and at this new, welcomed sensation.

your stomach tightens then releases with intense pleasure and exhaustion as you cum. your head is hazy and body is tired. the only thing holding up your legs now is san’s hand.

he cums with choked out groans, painting your inner thighs with his warmth, watching it drip agains the hem of your shorts and stain the sheets under you. he lets your legs go slack and you sigh in relief, finally able to relax all your muscles after that intense orgasm.

as you come down from your high, a soft silence settled between you.

“are you okay?” it’s said in a cute whisper, reminding you of the adorable duality of your boyfriend.

your voice is light and airy as you respond, “mhm, why wouldn’t i be?”

san grows shy as he looks down at the evidence of his fevered actions. he pulls away and sits in front of you to get a better look before putting his hands back on your legs, gently caressing your inner thighs to assess the damage. his soft touches almost make you shiver. your skin is a bit tender from the friction, sporting a pink-reddish tone.

his hands squeeze at your soft flesh as he admires how perfectly it’s painted with the remnants of his affections. you can tell by the way his breathing starts to deepen again that he’s craving to leave more marks on you.

your thighs press together in anticipation, trapping his fingers in between your legs. he groans, remembering how good it felt to lose himself against your body.

“i think i’m addicted to you.”

--

AND ILL DIE ON THIS ROCK BC I LIKE THIGH-FUCKING. ok that's all, thanks for listening!

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Wooyoung please come home, your captain is driving me INSANE

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fuck him so good that we're both crying at the end of it

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The husband San brain rot is alive and well today😮‍💨

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Forehead? OUT. Body? BANGIN. Face? STUNNING. Fit? VELVETED. I’m toast.

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me to the discourse around san being a "tits or ass" man:

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unpopular opinion: our soft boy is a thigh man (nsfw)

he pushes your legs up until the top of your thighs nearly meet your ribs. he holds them together, dark eyes appreciating how they touch and squish together.

he moans, "pretty baby...y-you're--" his movements are clumsy, too distracted by his sweet girlfriend under him to do much of anything except stare at her.

his sweatpants are shoved down just enough to free himself and you see how desperate he's been for you all morning. you try to reach out, feel him, relieve him, but he doesn't let you move. his hands hold you firmly under him as his cock nudges the soft underside of your thigh.

"you're so good to me, baby. letting me fuck your thighs and get you all messy..." he slips his cock in between your thighs with a deep groan, moving slow and careful as he gets you both used to the feeling.

you whimper at the feeling of his silky skin against yours, dragging sweetly as his strong hands pin you down.

his half-lidded eyes watch his cock disappear in between your legs, teeth gnawing at the edge of his bottom lip as he attempts holds himself back from getting too worked up at the sight. but he can't help it.

when his hungry gaze drifts to your face, all flushed and needy, his hips automatically speed up, rolling harshly against your skin. you can feel small spurts of precum lubricating his cock as he fucks himself against you.

you whine when you feel his other hand move over your aching center, rubbing insistent circles against your pulsing clit over your clothes.

san whines as he gets closer to the edge, rhythm getting sloppy as he chases his high. he murmurs soft praises and heated words to deaf ears as you start to tremble under him, falling apart under his touch and at this new, welcomed sensation.

your stomach tightens then releases with intense pleasure and exhaustion as you cum. your head is hazy and body is tired. the only thing holding up your legs now is san’s hand.

he cums with choked out groans, painting your inner thighs with his warmth, watching it drip agains the hem of your shorts and stain the sheets under you. he lets your legs go slack and you sigh in relief, finally able to relax all your muscles after that intense orgasm.

as you come down from your high, a soft silence settled between you.

“are you okay?” it’s said in a cute whisper, reminding you of the adorable duality of your boyfriend.

your voice is light and airy as you respond, “mhm, why wouldn’t i be?”

san grows shy as he looks down at the evidence of his fevered actions. he pulls away and sits in front of you to get a better look before putting his hands back on your legs, gently caressing your inner thighs to assess the damage. his soft touches almost make you shiver. your skin is a bit tender from the friction, sporting a pink-reddish tone.

his hands squeeze at your soft flesh as he admires how perfectly it’s painted with the remnants of his affections. you can tell by the way his breathing starts to deepen again that he’s craving to leave more marks on you.

your thighs press together in anticipation, trapping his fingers in between your legs. he groans, remembering how good it felt to lose himself against your body.

“i think i’m addicted to you.”

--

AND ILL DIE ON THIS ROCK BC I LIKE THIGH-FUCKING. ok that's all, thanks for listening!

[i-like-loserz]

unpopular opinion: our soft boy is a thigh man (nsfw)

he pushes your legs up until the top of your thighs nearly meet your ribs. he holds them together, dark eyes appreciating how they touch and squish together.

he moans, "pretty baby...y-you're--" his movements are clumsy, too distracted by his sweet girlfriend under him to do much of anything except stare at her.

his sweatpants are shoved down just enough to free himself and you see how desperate he's been for you all morning. you try to reach out, feel him, relieve him, but he doesn't let you move. his hands hold you firmly under him as his cock nudges the soft underside of your thigh.

"you're so good to me, baby. letting me fuck your thighs and get you all messy..." he slips his cock in between your thighs with a deep groan, moving slow and careful as he gets you both used to the feeling.

you whimper at the feeling of his silky skin against yours, dragging sweetly as his strong hands pin you down.

his half-lidded eyes watch his cock disappear in between your legs, teeth gnawing at the edge of his bottom lip as he attempts holds himself back from getting too worked up at the sight. but he can't help it.

when his hungry gaze drifts to your face, all flushed and needy, his hips automatically speed up, rolling harshly against your skin. you can feel small spurts of precum lubricating his cock as he fucks himself against you.

you whine when you feel his other hand move over your aching center, rubbing insistent circles against your pulsing clit over your clothes.

san whines as he gets closer to the edge, rhythm getting sloppy as he chases his high. he murmurs soft praises and heated words to deaf ears as you start to tremble under him, falling apart under his touch and at this new, welcomed sensation.

your stomach tightens then releases with intense pleasure and exhaustion as you cum. your head is hazy and body is tired. the only thing holding up your legs now is san’s hand.

he cums with choked out groans, painting your inner thighs with his warmth, watching it drip agains the hem of your shorts and stain the sheets under you. he lets your legs go slack and you sigh in relief, finally able to relax all your muscles after that intense orgasm.

as you come down from your high, a soft silence settled between you.

“are you okay?” it’s said in a cute whisper, reminding you of the adorable duality of your boyfriend.

your voice is light and airy as you respond, “mhm, why wouldn’t i be?”

san grows shy as he looks down at the evidence of his fevered actions. he pulls away and sits in front of you to get a better look before putting his hands back on your legs, gently caressing your inner thighs to assess the damage. his soft touches almost make you shiver. your skin is a bit tender from the friction, sporting a pink-reddish tone.

his hands squeeze at your soft flesh as he admires how perfectly it’s painted with the remnants of his affections. you can tell by the way his breathing starts to deepen again that he’s craving to leave more marks on you.

your thighs press together in anticipation, trapping his fingers in between your legs. he groans, remembering how good it felt to lose himself against your body.

“i think i’m addicted to you.”

--

AND ILL DIE ON THIS ROCK BC I LIKE THIGH-FUCKING. ok that's all, thanks for listening!

[i-like-loserz]

Completely and uncompromisingly San coded

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HI EVERYONE!

I KNOW I'VE BEEN AFK FOREVER (ᵕ—ᴗ—)

i genuinely have zero time between classes + my social life to write/be on tumblr. i've honestly been reading exclusively on ao3 too (BL fics), so i'm never here (⊙_⊙)

if you're thirsting for fics, PLEASE check out my fic recs post and account + support other writers on here :) don't worry, i'm still thirsting over these men + i'm sure i'll be back soon ٩(^ᗜ^ )و ´-

love youu

-- loserz

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loserz favs - dec '24

hello, here's a compilation of the fics i have read recently. i just got back to school, so my writing/reading will be delayed! i am planning to make a formal rec list every month (or couple of months) for this blog since more people will see it here!

if you are interested in seeing fic recs as they come in, follow @loserz-fic-recs. also quick warning: most fics are explicit (18+) -- though are you really surprised ( •̀ - • )

please support the writers by commenting and reblogging!

⟡ - my ultimate heat fics [stories that have me panting]

# - ateez

hongjoong

mine - jealous!hj, actress!reader a wild ride - jealous!hj, halloween party

seonghwa

friends with benefits a roommate - fluff, no smut

san

backstage back shots with san - manager!reader ⟡ spit play/hate fucking - best friend's brother!san ⟡ hey, mickey! - exs-to-lovers playing favorites - breeding kink w/ rockstar!san dolce and gabbana - switch!san x married!reader ⟡ unholy night - priest!san rock & a hard place - cliche stuck porn scenario

mingi

trendsetter - exs-to-lovers ⟡ backseat serenade - exhibitionism

wooyoung

sleepover ft. mingi [dub-con] - perv!wooyoung how to tame a brat tamer - dom!wooyoung

several members

industry baby - lead singer bf!mingi + guitarist!hongjoong splish splash. - swimmers!san + seonghwa + wooyoung + yunho ⟡ for love of the game - pitcher!wooyoung + teammate! yunho little accidents - owner!matz + kitty!wooyoung ⟡ asking them to teach you how to fuck - ot8 mean!cowboy au - san + seonghwa

BL (member x member)

you may be a sinner (but your innocence is mine) [AO3] - san x wooyoung ⟡

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# - txt

yeonjun

a good seat - thigh riding, brat!reader

soobin

blue raspberry flavored - breeding kink ⟡

taehyun

pin me - wrestling-turned-fucking

several members

needy jealousy - yeonjun + kai [nnn failure]

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# - skz

bang chan

bad idea right - exs-to-lovers

lee know

american pie - reunion sex (??) disco stick - hate-fucking

changbin

sharing a bed - friends-to-lovers the accidental acquisition (of sugar) [AO3] - friend-to-sugar daddy!binnie

han

bows, lilac, and kittens - needy!han desperate much? - pathetic!han just the tip [tw: coercion] - free use ⟡ sharing a bed - enemies-to-lovers

several members

harmony - 3racha ⟡ sharing is caring [series] - minsung ft. ot8

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honey, baby

synopsis: san needs your attention

pairing: husband!san x afab!reader

warnings: SMUT (18+), jealousy, handjob, begging, teasing, sub!san, dacryphilia, pet-names, house-wife!reader, messy endings, light marking kink, reader does not get off..., not proof-read :0

word count: 2.5k

note: i'm sorry, we all need some sub!san in our lives... right...

masterlist

How delicate his hand is, adorned handsomely with understated rings, pressing gently against the small of your back as he leads you through the room. Artificial chatter, decorated with an occasional bout of posh laughter, settles finely above the jazz playing in the background. 

Your heels click softly against the marble flooring, each step lining up perfectly with his. 

Together, you’re a vision of excellence. 

San is the man that everyone wants. The definition of a gentleman. He’s charming, polite, and patient. But also unbelievably beautiful. He comes from a background of old money, but his legacy never stopped him from looking elsewhere for love.

Then there’s you. A woman who can blend into any crowd, disarming even the most stuck-up aristocrat with an easy smile. No one knows where you came from, but they don’t really care – or rather, they stopped caring once they realized how easily San would drop them for bothering you. 

The two of you act as the personification of refined love. 

Modest, refined, and lovely. Rarely sharing even a single kiss in front of an audience. 

San nods to a few guests as he passes them, politely acknowledging their existence, but never making a move to engage with them. He exudes this aura of cool confidence – as if every breath he takes is calculated and perfected. This way, no one ever questions his decisions or fights his whims…not like you anyway.

The wine glass in your hand has a bare sip of red left in it. The rim is spotted with the seductive print of your lips, reflecting the small tastes you took throughout the night to keep yourself relatively sober.

You would have gone for another but a heated whisper, pressed exquisitely against the edge of your ear, drew away any thoughts of humoring your husband’s guests. You settle it gently on a counter, no longer needing the prop of a hostess. 

San’s leading hand presses more insistently against back with each step he takes. His breaths grow deeper, his body draws closer. 

Usually, he’s able to wait until the party ends – watching you with dark eyes as you see the last of the crowd off, thanking them for visiting with that polite smile you’ve perfected. You’re so good to him, putting up with the lifestyle he was born into and taking the role of the perfect housewife and hostess that pays attention to every need her guests have.  

But now, San needs your attention to be directed at him. 

—

He broke while you were in the middle of a conversation with somebody’s plus one. And San knows he was a plus one because he didn’t recognize the man…or his name…or his “successful tech” company. 

He’s not usually a jealous man, but something about this guy…

San was sitting next to you, charming yet another investor of his father’s business, when he heard a low voice speaking to his beautiful wife, “Please, call me Yunho, Mr. Jeong is my father.” 

It peeved him.

You laughed politely, displaying your easy going nature by complying with his wish, repeating his first name before offering your own. San bristled at the sound of another man’s name coming from your lips. 

Who even is this guy? 

There were no Jeongs on the guestlist – and he would know, he’s the one who checks off on that stuff. This is a business party, not some get together that can be crashed so unpleasantly by an overnight millionaire like him.

The investor he was once trying to woo was getting pulled into a different conversation. And thank god for that. He wouldn’t have been much fun to talk to when he’s distracted like this anyway. 

San took that as an opportunity to turn his body toward yours. He watched intently as you continued your friendly interaction with a handsome stranger – who seems to be leaning closer with every pretty word you speak. 

You looked effortlessly beautiful as you rambled about the recent trip he took you on, excitedly describing your favorite restaurants with that familiar brightness in your eyes. He’s suddenly longing to hold your hand right then and there, to pull you onto his lap and nuzzle his face against the crook of your neck. 

His hand moved before he could think about it, gently brushing over your forearm to get your attention. When you turned to look at your husband, the man in front of you retreated from his slow shift into your space, suddenly uneasy by how San was staring him down. 

“Honey?”

At the sound of your voice, he shifted his attention from the offending man to you, the tension in his shoulders easing at the affectionate pet-name. San rounded his eyes innocently, softening his expression. 

“Baby…” He said timidly in a bare whisper, fully knowing that that name was strictly off-limits in public. You raise a questioning eyebrow, wondering what made your husband so needy all of the sudden.

“San.”

San leaned closer to you, a hand slowly shifting from the velvet couch to the top of your thigh. The guests continued to bustle around the two of you, unaware of the sudden tension settling between you. You let him push closer until his lips barely brush against ear.

“Pay attention to me…”

—

You’ve never left your own party early. You have actually trained yourself to have the same amount of energy greeting the guests as you do leading them out. The party doesn't end until you've seen everyone out.

So will anyone really notice a scant 15 minutes of your absence?

Well, you hope not. 

San couldn’t even make it to the bedroom. Instead, he pulled you into an oversized laundry room at the end of the hall, sliding the door shut before you could protest about being too close to the party.

“Sannie, wait.” 

Your words are lost to the air. 

He’s already pressing desperate, hot kisses against your throat. His broad body effectively pins you to the door as his hands, itching to undress you, drag over your soft curves covered by the fine fabric of your dress. Eager fingers grope over your tits before settling delicately around the base of your neck.

His suit jacket rests in a heap on the floor, leaving him in his unbuttoned vest and wrinkled dress shirt – a view you’d love to devour if not for the people who stand on the other side of the door. 

“Maybe we should stop –” 

“I can’t, I-I need you, baby.” He’s begging you – each word pathetically whined out from his pouty lips. “Need you close to me.”

“What if they notice that we’re both gone? What if they come looking?”

Pitiful moans are pressed onto your skin as he helplessly grasps at your body, scared that you’d leave him wanting and overwhelmed by his need to feel you against him.

At this point, San wouldn’t care if the whole party saw him fucking you against the dining table – least of all that Yunho guy. He doesn’t care if they can hear him whining for you, begging you to let him fill you up like he does every night. He wants to show you off, hold open your cum soaked thighs just to show them that you love him and he’s your good boy. 

But at the same time, letting anyone see you like that irks him like nothing else. You’re his and he’s yours.

“Please.” He implores, eyes glistening with a needy look. He gently takes your hand and leads it to where he needs you the most. You give in easily, pressing against his cock which strains against his perfectly tailored trousers. He’s already throbbing from the faint sensation of your touch. 

“Please…?” You tease under your breath, now fully gripping the shape of him through the layers of his clothes. He watches the way your hand moves over him with a dazed look, appreciating the way your small hand looks, fisting his clothed cock with glazed eyes.

You squeeze him abruptly, nudging him for an answer and he responds with a surprised whine, his hips jerking up against you from the intense sensation.  

“Please t-touch me.” 

“I am, baby.”

His dark eyebrows pinch in frustration, “You know what I mean.”

You hum understandingly, slowly unzipping his pants as you taunt him.

“You’re so needy…” 

He sighs as you pull down his briefs along with the restricting fabric of his pants. His thick cock slaps against his covered stomach, flushed prettily in a deep shade of pink, gently weeping pre-cum at the tip. Everything about San is pretty – especially the enamoured way he stares down at you with his signature pouty lips and flushed cheeks.

Eyes locked with his, you idly run a finger against his bare hip, so close to where he wants you to touch. He stutters out a shaky breath, his body shivering from the delicate sensation.

“K-kiss me.” He cups your jaw and moves impossibly closer to you. Your chest meets his as he holds you close, his hips pressing his hard cock against your body. He dips down to hover his soft lips over yours, “...Please.” He adds in a whisper – drenched in desperation. 

As if you could ever deny him.

“You’re cute…” You whisper back before pressing your lips onto his. 

You feel him immediately melt against you, his cock twitching eagerly against your stomach as he finally tastes you on his tongue. You hope he doesn't notice how you subtly rub your thighs together, an attempt to relieve the ache between them.

Your hands drift from resting on his chest to tangle in his hair, tugging gently at the ends, if only to hear that breathless whine that you adore. 

As you draw away for a breath, you notice a smear of red messily decorating his lips. He doesn’t seem to care though, looking down at a similar mess on your lips with a heated gaze.

You can tell that he’s imagining the same stain at the base of his cock. San has a thing for marks, especially because it’s you who’s leaving them. 

You lift up his dress shirt before pressing the palm of your hand against his aching erection, drawing a cute whimper from him. His stomach flexes from the sudden coolness of the air touching his heated skin.

Oh, how you want to lick over each defined ab, make him cry out from your teasing before biting into the firmness of his stupidly broad chest – but you don’t have time for that right now.

“Look at you,” You wrap your hand around him and slowly start to jerk him off, “almost about to cum from some kissing.” San bites his bottom lip to keep his moans down as your thumb repeatedly rubs over the edge of his sensitive tip. 

“C-can’t help it, you taste s-so good.” His hips thrust eagerly against your hand, cock generously leaking as he feels himself already approaching the edge.

Your wrist moves in quick, practiced motions, slick noises filling the space between you. You can't help but dip your other hand under his dress shirt, feeling up his perfect body with the edge of your nails to make him tremble.

“I'll let you taste more tonight if you cum for me like a good boy."

San nods eagerly, but you can tell by that hazy look in his eye that he'd agree to jump off from the second floor balcony if you asked him.

You can tell that he's getting close by the way he's bucking into your slippery fist, whines growing louder and more desperate. It almost looks like he's about to cry as he stares down at the way your hand is wrapped so perfectly around his throbbing cock.

“About to c-cum,” he pants, eyes glistening sweetly. "F-ffuck, baby… Y-you’re s-so good to me. Don’t want it to get on you, though, and ruin your pretty dress.”

"No?" You tease as you watch him struggle to move a mere inch away, hips still thrusting in want. How cute. His eyes squeeze shut at your honeyed tone, knowing you were going to make it harder for him to back away. "You don't want to see me covered in your pretty mess?"

"Nnghh~" You watch him scramble to hold off his orgasm, legs shaking as his hands grip your waist tightly to ground himself. "please -- !"

You finally let him make some space between you, finding it adorable that even in this state, he's worried about protecting you from the people outside.

You give him one last squeeze, fingers brushing over his dripping tip before whispering: "Okay, baby~ Cum for me."

And he does. Oh, how he makes a mess of himself.

His broad shoulders shake as he curls his body into himself, head dipped while spilling out the most pathetic breathy whines against the top of your shoulder.

His hips shake sporadically as each rope of cum covers your hand, dripping miraculously over his lap and onto his once perfectly-pressed pants. Somehow, he stayed true to his word. Not a drop touched your dress.

"Good boy..."

He groans as you milk him with a tight fist, body shuddering from the overstimulation. Your other hand soothes him, rubbing gently over his stomach as he moves through his high.

---

San's panting, leaning against the washing machine with a fucked-out look on his face. He pulled his briefs back on, opting to leave the pants unbuttoned and barely hanging onto his hips.

At this point, it would be better for him to change – his pants are stained with drops of cum, his shirt is wrinkled and stretched out, his hair has been fluffed into a mess. 

Maybe you should just tell everyone that he wasn’t feeling well…

You press a light peck to the side of his flushed neck before moving away from him in a hurry. You wash your hands in the small sink at the corner of the room and find a few tissues to take off your ruined lipstick and any residual sweat. 

You try to fix your hair to look decent – though there is no mirror to really check – and smooth out your dress. Thankfully, San only made a mess of himself (at least, visually). You were planning to slip into a bathroom on the way to the parlor anyway. 

“Ok, baby.” You throw the tissues away before turning back to your husband. His eyes are still half-lidded with lust, watching how easily you go back to being the refined woman from earlier this evening. “Clean yourself up, I’m going back out. I’ll tell them you’re feeling under the weather.” 

“You’re so beautiful.” His raspy voice is endearing. 

You feel your cheeks heating up at the compliment. You try to stamp it down, try to stay composed, but he always knows what to say to make you feel this way. 

“You are beautiful, baby.” You respond with a gentle smile, walking back to him to give him one last kiss. One turns into many. He shyly smiles back, his dimples deepening as you scatter more kisses around his face.

“Wish me luck out there.” You whisper, running your fingers through his hair to reduce the fluffiness. 

“Come back to me soon, okay?”

“Anything for you, my love.”

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thanks for recommending my fic + for all the fic recs 0-0 i wanna read these asap!

𓇼 𝘈𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘻 𝘍𝘪𝘤 𝘙𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘌𝘱.𝘌𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𓇼 𓆞 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴 𓆞 𓇼 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘴/𝘈𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴/𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𓇼 𓇼 𝘰𝘵8/𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴 𓇼 𓈒𓏸 07:30 pm - @woncon idol!poly!yunwoosan x gn!reader (timestamp) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 08:00 - @mimikittysblog husband!poly!yunsan x wife!reader (timestamp) 𓆞 𓈒𓏸 21:40 - @mimikittysblog poly!ot8 x reader (timestamp) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 23:55 - @mimikittysblog poly!ot8 x reader (timestamp) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 Alien In My Living Room - @potatomountain alien!hongjoong x reader x cowboy!san (one-shot) 𓆞 𓇼 𝘬𝘪𝘮 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘫𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨 𓇼 𓈒𓏸 [ 20.08 ] - @yizhou-time mafia!hongjoong x reader (timestamp) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 A Little Friendly Competition - @snwusberry dad!hongjoong x mom!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 A Momma’s Boy - @acciocriativity idol!hongjoong x reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 After School Discipline [Part One] [Part Two] - @wwooyology professor!hongjoong x reader (two-parts) 𓆞 𓈒𓏸 Beginning Of The End [Part One] [Part Two] - @yeomongi bf!hongjoong x reader (two-parts) 𓈒𓏸 𓇼 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘸𝘢 𓇼 𓈒𓏸 Cherry Lemons [Part One] [Part Two] - @altxrrmelancholy biker!seonghwa x reader (two-parts) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 Corrupted Thoughts - @planet-hwa roommate!seonghwa x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓈒𓏸 Embarrassingly Cute - @xuchiya non-idol!seonghwa x reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 Head Over Heels - @iannmin heel obsessed!seonghwa x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓆞 Hot Chocolate - @sugawhaaa bf!seonghwa x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓇼 𝘫𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘰 𓇼 𓈒𓏸 [1:15 pm] - @yuyusgirlie husband!yunho x wife!reader (timestamp) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 2U - @joongieology non-idol!yunho x reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 A Funfair Date - @mysteriousrainsworld bf!yunho x gf!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 Bad Girl Syndrome - @hotteokyu outlaw!yunho x outlaw!reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓆞 Bodyguard!Yunho & Spoiled Nepobaby!Reader | Bodyguard!Yunho Puts You In Your Place - @seobinghard bodyguard!yunho x nepobaby!reader (two-parts) 𓆞

𓇼 𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘦𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨 𓇼 𓆞 12:05am - @planet-hwa bf!yeosang x reader (timestamp) 𓆞 𓈒𓏸 Birthday - @sweetiesicheng bf!yeosang x reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 Die With A Smile - @koyagifs non-idol!yeosang x reader ft.seonghwa (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 Hidden in Polaroid: His Secrets, Her Obsession - @champagnecherryblossom idol!yeosang x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓆞 How Quick Things Can Change… - @hee0soo serial killer!yeosang x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓇼 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘯 𓇼 𓈒𓏸 A Goodfella's Moondance - @itstheghostofmypast husband!mafia!san x wife!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 Echos Of Fame - @scoupsakakitty idol!san x idol!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 Glowing Caverns - @wwooyology lifeguard!san x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓆞 Honey, Baby - @i-like-loserz husband!san x wife!reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓈒𓏸 I'm Okay! Gwenchana! - @itstheghostofmypast husband!non-idol!san x wife!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓇼 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪 𓇼 𓈒𓏸 Finals Week - @yeomongi bf!mingi x reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 Raving With Best Friend ! Mingi - @seobinghard best friend!mingi x reader (drabble) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 Unfair Nostalgia - @xuchiya ex-husband!mingi x ex-wife!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 You Gonna Pick Up The Phone? - @outlawinthisworld1117 neighbor crushl!mingi x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓆞 Your Little Monster - @bvidzsoo mafia heir!mingi x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓇼 𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𓇼 𓈒𓏸 [11:59 pm] - @m1ngkis wooyoung x reader (timestamp) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 A Road Trip - @littlefireball bf!wooyoung x gf!reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓆞 Blistering Heat - @wwooyology fox hybrid!wooyoung x reader (one-shot) 𓆞 𓈒𓏸 Chosen Appa - @dancinglikebutterflywings best friend!wooyoung x single mom!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 Cookies For Santa - @snwusberry dad!wooyoung x mom!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓇼 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪 𝘫𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘰 𓇼 𓈒𓏸 Blood Stained Words - @dae-chwiita non-idol!jongho x reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 Jongho As Your Boyfriend's Best Friend - @haechanhues non-idol!jongho x reader (texts) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 Ornament Odyssey - @lilacmingi santa!jongho x reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓈒𓏸 Soft Cheeks, Softer Hearts - @xuchiya bf!jongho x gf!reader (one-shot) 𓈒𓏸 𓆞 Tension & Release - @yeomongi bf!jongho x reader (one-shot) 𓆞

[i-like-loserz]

loserz favs - dec '24

hello, here's a compilation of the fics i have read recently. i just got back to school, so my writing/reading will be delayed! i am planning to make a formal rec list every month (or couple of months) for this blog since more people will see it here!

if you are interested in seeing fic recs as they come in, follow @loserz-fic-recs. also quick warning: most fics are explicit (18+) -- though are you really surprised ( •̀ - • )

please support the writers by commenting and reblogging!

⟡ - my ultimate heat fics [stories that have me panting]

# - ateez

hongjoong

mine - jealous!hj, actress!reader a wild ride - jealous!hj, halloween party

seonghwa

friends with benefits a roommate - fluff, no smut

san

backstage back shots with san - manager!reader ⟡ spit play/hate fucking - best friend's brother!san ⟡ hey, mickey! - exs-to-lovers playing favorites - breeding kink w/ rockstar!san dolce and gabbana - switch!san x married!reader ⟡ unholy night - priest!san rock & a hard place - cliche stuck porn scenario

mingi

trendsetter - exs-to-lovers ⟡ backseat serenade - exhibitionism

wooyoung

sleepover ft. mingi [dub-con] - perv!wooyoung how to tame a brat tamer - dom!wooyoung

several members

industry baby - lead singer bf!mingi + guitarist!hongjoong splish splash. - swimmers!san + seonghwa + wooyoung + yunho ⟡ for love of the game - pitcher!wooyoung + teammate! yunho little accidents - owner!matz + kitty!wooyoung ⟡ asking them to teach you how to fuck - ot8 mean!cowboy au - san + seonghwa

BL (member x member)

you may be a sinner (but your innocence is mine) [AO3] - san x wooyoung ⟡

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# - txt

yeonjun

a good seat - thigh riding, brat!reader

soobin

blue raspberry flavored - breeding kink ⟡

taehyun

pin me - wrestling-turned-fucking

several members

needy jealousy - yeonjun + kai [nnn failure]

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# - skz

bang chan

bad idea right - exs-to-lovers

lee know

american pie - reunion sex (??) disco stick - hate-fucking

changbin

sharing a bed - friends-to-lovers the accidental acquisition (of sugar) [AO3] - friend-to-sugar daddy!binnie

han

bows, lilac, and kittens - needy!han desperate much? - pathetic!han just the tip [tw: coercion] - free use ⟡ sharing a bed - enemies-to-lovers

several members

harmony - 3racha ⟡ sharing is caring [series] - minsung ft. ot8

[i-like-loserz]

happy sunday ♡