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you’ve done this for chan but can you do the rest of the members? where their parents don’t like you or your parents don’t like them 🙃 (if doing all of them is too much can i request just jeongin and or han?) thank you 😆!

Their parents dont like you

Han/Seungmin/Jeongin x reader (individually)

A/n: i have a separate request for your parents not liking them. I hope you enjoy these three

Warning: angst, but also a healthy bit of fluff, arguments with parents

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moving to @s1llyalabaster because i don't really write for skz now ^^

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bitch i lived

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Recommendation List  💛

~ Welcome to my rec list for stray kids! I’ll have sfw and nsfw fics in different sections!😌 please feel free to find something to read and show these writers some love!! if you would like my opinion on a fic, I have reblogged all of them with my love and appreciation and will provide a link to said reblog which will be this ✩! I hope you are having a lovely day/night💛 (don’t forget to reblog the fics you like) This list is updated everyday!

Stray Kids💛

~ Bang Chan

    *SFW

✧ what’s yours is mine ▸ @rachalixie ✩ 

✧ lover of mine ▸ @sulfurcosmos ✩ ✩

✧ stations and destinations ▸ @sulfurcosmos ✩

✧ opposites attract ▸ @sulfurcosmos ✩

    *NSFW

✧ falling rain ▸ @staytheword​ ✩

✧ for reasons wretched and divine ▸ @noramoons ✩

✧ the color of water ▸ @lixesque ✩

~ Lee Minho

    *SFW

✧ dear minho, have you ever felt love before? ▸ @sungbeam​  ✩

✧ cursed ▸ @lotus-dly ✩

✧ cursed pt2 ▸ @lotus-dly ✩

✧ kitty love ▸ @linovely ✩

✧ written on paper ▸ @starseungs ✩

    *NSFW

✧ bunny ▸ @tasteleeknow-remade​ ✩

 ✧ euphoria ▸ @cherrydumpling ✩

 ✧ it’s high tide, baby. ▸ @lettersfromaphrodite  ✩

~ Seo Changbin

    *SFW

    *NSFW

✧ respite ▸ @fizzydrink698 ✩

✧ good luck charm ▸ @dreamescapeswriting ✩

✧ prompt fic ▸ @ppiri-bahng ✩

~ Hwang Hyunjin 

    *SFW

✧ goodnight n go ▸ @cosmic-railwayxo​  ✩ ✩

✧ sunshowers in spring ▸ @sulfurcosmos ✩

 ✧ traditions ▸ @h0neydewmoon ✩

    *NSFW

✧ come here ▸ @hh0320 ✩

✧ watercolor ▸ @jinhyun ✩ ✩

~ Han Jisung

    *SFW

✧ kyoto ▸ @quokkacore​  ✩

    *NSFW

✧ accidental ▸ @binsmut ✩

~ Lee Felix 

    *SFW 

 ✧ one night stand ▸ @lixieswritingbakery ✩

✧ dirty blood ▸ @dreamescapeswriting ✩

✧ beauty and the beast ▸ @h0neydewmoon ✩

    *NSFW

~ Kim Seungmin

    *SFW

✧ closer than friends ▸ @dreamescapeswriting ✩

✧ [7:22 pm] ▸ @blue-jisungs ✩

    *NSFW

~ Yang Jeongin

    *SFW

✧ star lost ▸ @nomniki ✩

✧ the thought of you ▸ @dreamescapeswriting ✩

✧ sunshine in my eyes ▸ @plutominho ✩

✧ dandelions ▸ @tinyyzz ✩

✧ by the blooms ▸ @macaroonff ✩

    *NSFW

~ ot8     

    *SFW    

    *NSFW

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Better Late Than Never -Lee Felix

genre: Fluff sjfnsdjfndj aaaaaaaaaaaa

word count: ~800 words

warnings/content: SDJFNSJDFNJK Fluffiest work in a while. Felix alien!au. Part two to  this , gn! reader

  Today was the day of your highly anticipated graduation. You woke up bright and early to get ready for this once-in-a-lifetime event. After eating a full breakfast, you passed by the doorway to get your keys when you suddenly noticed a strangely titled letter.

  “Remember me?”

  You were freaked out by this anonymous message as it seemed like it was out to get you. You quickly stuffed it into your bag. On your way to the school you were attending, strange noises kept startling you enough to make you turn back and wonder: Were you being stalked?! You shook your head fiercely after turning around for the billionth time. There was no way you could let this ruin your day.

  And in no way did it get ruined.

  You were recommended by teachers to be the one making a speech in the ceremony. You treated this as a great honour and prepared for it ever so seriously. To your surprise, no fuck-ups were made and you even earnt a standing ovation. It wasn’t like you doubted yourself, but a little something-or someone, caught your attention. You didn’t believe it was the alien you saw all those months back.   After the whole ceremony, you chatted with your friends and discussed your future in college, you slowly began to drift away from the conversation with the thought of Felix lingering in your mind. You picked up your pace and began power-walking outside the hall to find that dorky, adorable alien you oh-so-wanted to see.

  Once you stepped out of the school gates for one last time, you saw Felix’s back facing you, seemingly fiddling with something. “...Felix?” You muttered. He slowly, rigidly, turned around, like a mime caught in action. The being slowly pulled out an odd bag of…something, with “SPECIAL BROWNIES!” labelled on the bag, scraps of masking tape covering half of the opening. You gave it a weird look, he probably didn’t know about what the other meaning of “special” was. When you looked back up from the bag, you saw Felix’s slightly saddened expression. God, those puppy eyes. God, that pout. God, that adorable face of his. He’s going to be the death of you.

  “Do you…not like it?” Eyes watery, Felix asked. You frantically shook your head. “No! No! Of course not!” You exclaimed. Felix immediately brightened up, and flashed you that smile you missed all those months ago. “Come on! I know you love these.” He said. You quickly nodded, and sank your teeth into the amazing brownie that came from Felix’s “fridge”. You let out an audible sigh, letting Felix know how much you enjoyed said brownies.  Once you scarfed down those brownies, you noticed an envelope at the bottom of the bag. 

  Ah, that’s why the bag looked weirdly sealed, you thought. Once again, you looked back up at Felix, mouth still filled with the brownies. He chuckled and wiped away the stray crumbs that dotted around your lips. “So kissable,” he thought. Felix quickly rid himself of the thoughts and the forming blush on his cheeks, and told you to open it. 

“To Y/N, 

It’s my first time writing a letter to you, isn’t it? I’m sorry I couldn’t send you letters during your study sessions (since nobody trusts the delivery services), so I had CB97-10 (a.k.a “Chan”) help me write and deliver this safely. Jeez, I wouldn’t have known what to do if he hadn’t come up with this idea. I guess you could call him my “wingman” (Is that the correct spelling?).

Anyway, I’ve been missing you since you left my little “abode” of a spaceship. I’ve always wished to see you again after your exams, as creepy as that might sound. Now that I finally get to see you, I just want to say that I’m really proud of you for finishing this year! I know how human and alien schools both have intense curriculums, so I’d like to congratulate you for completing another year! 

Now, let “real-time Felix” steal the show!

Look up :)”

  You looked up from the letter, feeling all mushy from the words of encouragement. You saw the boy take a deep breath. Oh no. That’s usually not a good sign. What if he never wants to see you again after this? Did some alien pseudo-God convince the whole population to never interact with humans again? God, your overthinking ass was running endlessly around your brain, screaming bloody murder. Your hands started to break out in sweat, causing you to step back in nervousness. 

  He took another shaky, deep breath. He could do this, but he couldn’t screw this up. No way. The words fell out of his mouth like a stream. “Y/N…Do you like me”

  A gasp left your lips.

  You didn’t think he would return those feelings you deemed as “puppy love”, but instead hid them away to focus on your studies, tucking your thoughts of Felix into the metaphorical “Back pocket” of your mind. 

  “After all this time, I could never not love you.”

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Tragic Nostalgia

genre: PURE angst word count: ~500 words warnings/content: Where Signora finds herself in a flurry of emotions and memories when she enterse your previously shared home in Mondstadt. Gender neutral reader, not proofread! Nostalgia was what the all-powerful Eighth of the Fatui Harbingers felt when she entered Monstadt to retrieve Barbatos’ gnosis. Since Signora and her companions had to stay at Mondstadt for an elongated time to avoid attention and suspicion, they “took refuge” in the Goth Grand Hotel, only exclusive to the fatui. But it wasn’t before long when she felt the longing for her lover, Y/N. That night, she had met again with Mondstadt’s beautiful stars shining above your house, at the dead of night. Once she excused herself into your empty house, claimed to be haunted by your ghost. She was shocked to see that everything had stayed the same. Signora let her icy facade slowly melt into the everlasting warmth of your previously-shared home. She looked around, turning herself back into the Rosalyne Lohefalter you loved all those years ago. Caressing your adorable face while you woke up, protecting you from all the death threats sent by her enemies, and you giving her a Mondstadt specialty, a Windwheel Aster, and a hydro timepiece to remind her of you to her before she had left for her studies in Sumeru, leaving the both of you tearful. But you weren’t there. “You weren’t there. You weren’t there. You weren’t there.” The Fair Lady chanted, trying to ground herself from the fleeting memories of you and her. No, she couldn’t be seen as weak, even in your presence. She sunk down to the floor, furious, miserable that you, of all people, had died at the hands of the Cataclysm. Of the hands of Barbatos. She’d never felt this emotional in years, maybe decades. Hell, her emotions would’ve killed her if not for her cryo delusion. Signora had to remind herself that she wasn’t the sweet and naive Rosalyne Lohefalter anymore. She wasn’t the same person who had a partner who truly cared and looked out for her. Not just as a subordinate, but as a lover. She took one last look at your house, and froze those memories back into cold, dead ice. Shortly after, the harbinger and her underlings made their way to the outside of the cathedral, to retrieve Barbatos’ gnosis. Of course, she had an underlying meaning to visit this peasant, rodent “ruler” of Mondstadt. She saw red, and swore to take away the power that he had. The power that should’ve been used to save you. Signora let her icy delusion incapacitate the archon as she taunted him of his power, slowly letting her hidden emotions show once more, before swiftly leaving after getting his gnosis. The next time Signora had let the crimson flames engulf herself once more was when she participated in her last ever duel, a duel with the traveller. The harbinger had lost, and she had found herself in fear and misery once more, but a lingering thought at the back of her mind distracted herself from the pain of the Musou no Hitotachi. “Beloved, I will return to you once more.” care for a reblog? ^^ @lixieswritingbakery do not repost.

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6 months with lixie!

It’s been a little over half a year since I created my account!! I’m so thankful for the support I gained throught these 6 months. I achieved 200 notes on my latest Felix fluff! I also got a request!!  I plan on rewriting a few fics of mine and maybe publish a full-fledged series. Stay tuned and once again, thank you so so so much for the support!!

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Hiiii Your writing is my favorite thing ever and I was wondering if I could request an angsty hyunjin fic? Like his parents don’t approve of the reader and they over hear a conversation Hyunjin and his parents are having and reader gets really insecure all of a sudden. I’m a sucker for angsty content I’m sorry 😭 anyways thank you so much!!!

Thank you so much for being my first request!! I tried my best with this one and to be honest, added way more comfort than angst. I hope I stuck to the theme you wanted! <3

You are all that matters -Hwang Hyunjin

genre: hurt/comfort word count: ~930 words warnings/content: , this wouldn't actually happen irl but yeah, skz are idols in this, insecure!reader. aftermath included. 40% angst 60% fluff? Chan and Changbin cameo

  As we all know, Hwang Hyunjin is a shining star in the kpop industry. From that, he garners a big load of fans, and one of them was you. You two had met at an art gallery. Unlike other fans, you didn’t get the instinct to run up to Hyunjin and ask him for a photo or autograph, you were freaking out, and freaking out A LOT. Hyunjin, being the sweet angel he is, came up to you and offered to chat. After that, you two started dating secretly.

  Today was your 3rd anniversary, and Hyunjin planned on breaking the news to his friends and family, as the dating ban was lifted. His bandmates took it well (probably after Chan questioned you secretly) and supported your relationship greatly. His family, however, did not take it as well as the rest of Stray Kids. 

  Hyunjin video called his parents with you beside him, ready to break the news to them. You were nervous, since you doubted that they would approve of you without convincing. Sensing that you were nervous, Hyunjin held your hand and gave it an affirming squeeze, to let you know that everything would be okay. Little did he know, that would be the opposite.

  As Hyunjin slowly moved the conversation to announce your relationship, you were getting extremely anxious. You gave Hyunjin a warning look, just in case you would have a full-blown panic attack in front of his parents. Hyunjin excused himself for a while to comfort you, “Y/N, everything will be okay, if you need some time away, it’s okay, alright?” You softly nodded, as you stepped out of the bedroom, as Hyunjin returned back to his conversation with his parents.

  “Hyunjin-ah, you have to be more careful of fangirls. Recently, rumours of you and another girl going out have been spreading like wildfire.” There it was. You sighed, expecting that this would’ve happened. “Mom, she’s not a random fangirl! She’s my girlfriend.” Hyunjin said. As his parents tried to convince him that you were using him for fame and money, tears started to roll down your face, akin to the rain pouring outside. You began to think over how you acted throughout these two years, “Did I really treat Hyunjin that badly?” “What’ll happen when people find out that I’m the ‘psycho fangirl?” “No, no, no, please!” You uttered out softly, shuddering at the thought of Hyunjin leaving you.

    Hyunjin was giving up on persuading his parents, but he knew he had to push on. He was oblivious to the growing volume of sobbing outside of his dorm. He felt guilty for being angry at his parents, and deep down in his heart, being angry at you. You were the one who decided to reveal your relationship to the people he held dearest to his heart, but Hyunjin couldn’t blame you. He knew how stressful it was to hide a relationship, since he went through the same thing too. He curtly bid goodbye to his parents after realising his partner hadn’t returned back into his room, and stormed outside to confront and/or comfort you. Only time will tell.

  “Y/N?” He called out, only to find you buried underneath a myriad of blankets, pillows and plushies on the couch, surrounded by Chan and Han, who were desperately trying to comfort you and soothe your worries. Hyunjin felt a twinge of jealousy coarse through his veins, and walked up to the trio. Once he got a closer look at you, his anger at you disappeared in record speed. You looked so upset over something, yet he couldn’t figure out what it was. 

  Once the pair saw Hyunjin, Han mouthed a “help us” at him, whilst Chan continued to cuddle you and whisper soothing words to calm you down. Hyunjin gently pulled you away from Chan, and let your tears soak his shirt instead. “Baby, what’s wrong? Why are you crying..?” The Aussie and the rapper left you two alone. You mumbled into his shirt, too tired from crying to form coherent sentences. Hyunjin chuckled. But his smile slowly faded as he caught the words “parents” and “disapprove”. 

  “It’s not what it looks like…I promise.” You looked up at him, and Hyunjin couldn’t help but look at how adorable you were. He sighed softly and rubbed your arm. “Let’s talk about this in detail tomorrow, okay? You look tired, sleepy koala.” He smiled, and you smiled back, albeit a bit hesitant. With that, Hyunjin carried you back to your (newly) shared room, and cuddled you to sleep, whispering sweet nothings to ensure you had good dreams.

Aftermath~

  You awoke to your boyfriend sleeping soundly on your shared bed, oh right, you realised it was his off day today. You smiled softly and snuggled into his chest, causing him to jolt awake. “Hey! That tickles!” He giggled. “Come on, you must be hungry from all the crying.” He led you to the dining area of the dorms. 

  “Ah, look at you two, all “alkong dalkong (lovey dovey)...” Changbin cooed. Hyunjin glared at his hyung not-so-playfully and pressed his lips to your neck smugly. A tired Chan emerged from the kitchen and placed plates of messily-made breakfast onto the table. Han sat himself down at the dining table and did the same thing as Changbin. You finally felt welcomed and was proud of calling yourself “Hyunjin’s girlfriend”. Although a bit narcissistic, you were sure that Hyunjin’s parents would accept you sooner or later. One sentence from Hyunjin changed how you thought about this.

“You are all that matters.” 

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i might be rewriting/making a part two of some of my fics…

thank you for 120+ notes on my latest felix fanfic!

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One Night Stand -Lee Felix

genre: fluffy fluff, suggestions of nsfw but none actually mentioned word count: ~800 words warnings/content: Implications of nsfw stuff at the beginning, non-idol! skz x reader, college au! skz. mutual confession. overall very fluffy

Last night, you had hooked up with the college sweetheart himself, Lee Felix. At this moment, you laid next to him, bare, but secure. Felix, who you’d thought had left at dawn (where your long night finally ended), was lying next to you. You two had passed out afterwards.

To be honest, you never took an interest in Felix before the past weeks. He was known for his kind and considerate heart, and of course the famous sweets that he gave out. He was never someone who gave out the feeling of someone who’d have a one night stand with someone. But here you two were, squeezed in your bed, with clothes scattered around the floor. You snuggled yourself into the duvet after picking the clothes up and getting new ones for yourself. 

Once you were melted in your fluffy blankets, you took a look at Felix, admiring his beauty in silence. You noticed the star-like freckles dotted around his cheeks, the little pout he had while he slept soundly, and the sunlight dancing around his face. You gently placed his clothes next to him and left to make some breakfast.

Felix shuffled into the kitchen after he smelled the wafting scent of pancakes (rip ddaengnyan school). He smiled to himself, this made him like you more and more. 

How it started, you ask? Well, Felix first saw you at a local coffee shop near the college’s dormitory, working your part time shift. You looked so kind and so soft, helping out people left and right. Not to be cliche, but it was probably the fabled “love at first sight” everyone talked about. 

Felix didn't want to have a one night stand with you just to have some short-lasting relationship or get a big-enough body count to flaunt to his friends. He took the college party you two (and most of your year) went to to confess to you. He was terribly afraid that you had someone else, didn’t develop feelings as well, or worse, treating this as only a one night stand.

While you were preparing pancakes, your mind drifted off to the times you saw Felix around the campus. He seemed like such a friendly and endearing person, yet you couldn’t bring yourself to talk to him. He was so pretty, he seemed almost unapproachable. This wasn’t the only reason though, you also-

“Shit! My hand!” You burnt your hand while trying to flip the pancakes.

Felix picked up his speed down the stairs once he heard you cry out. “What’s wrong? Did you hurt yourself? Let me see, Y/N.” That’s right, he was so kind it almost seems too good to be true, that was the final reason you didn’t want to talk to him and get closer to him than you’d like. You timidly shook your head, “I’m fine, don’t worry about it.” You didn’t want to trust him, yet. You wondered if he was faking it just to have some weird benefit to himself. 

Felix nodded back and sat down at the table outside. You both could tell the atmosphere was getting weird. “I’m not gonna beat around the bush, Y/N.” Your eyes snapped at him in an instant, “are you…afraid of me?” God, you couldn’t resist both his puppy eyes and the urge to confess to him. That’s right, you somehow also harboured feelings for him. Maybe it was his pretty freckles, pretty personality, pretty everything.

“Of course not! Well, mostly not…” Felix waited for you to continue, desperate to know if today was the day he could finally… “Listen, I don’t know how to say this, but I really like you, okay? Ever since I saw you at the coffee shop, I’ve wanted to ask you out.” It was almost like you took Felix’s words out of his mouth. 

“What a coincidence, huh?” 

“You feel the same?!”

This felt both more awkward and more romantic at the same time. It was confusing, young, love. You didn’t know if you would trust him more if you tried out this relationship, but you gave it a go nethertheless. Felix held your hands in his gently, “So…would you like to…” You firmly nodded, deciding it was time to take that step into trusting him. Felix flashed you his gorgeous smile and dimples.

“Here, let me help you with the pancakes, silly.” 

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in my system -> reader x jung hoseok

warnings! drug use, stalker y/n, yandere behaviour, unhealthy relationships but like not really

chapter i: falling into space

The night was still young as you exited the dingy club, taking a cigarette between your fingers from a friend to unwind. The slow cycle of breathing in and puffing out smoke allowed you to mull on the night’s events.

Tonight, you met a stranger. 

You’ve never been one to pay attention to people around you, but curiously enough, as you sipped on an unfamiliar drink you had mindlessly picked off the menu, your eyes were drawn to a couple in the shadows. 

They were being intimate with each other at a shadowy corner, pretty unsavory in a public place, but no one cared much. The man held his dance partner closely, tugging her into his chest and swaying along to the rhythm. You observed his figure as discreetly as you could over the rim of your glass, feeling a bit greedy for a full view of him.

Swiftly, the man turned his partner to the right, and you could now see his side profile clearly. You quickly notice that he has a sharp jawline. His face quite suited his figure, both seeming delicate at a glance, but from the way he moved you knew the amount of power and control he had on his body. The music grew all the more intense, and he held the woman tighter, turning in a circle until- his eyes fell on you.

You didn’t know what happened to you, but you felt like you were hypnotized by those eyes, partly covered by shadow. They had a slight glint to them, as well as a hazy look as the man took his gaze off of you without care and back on the woman. You felt a surge of annoyance when you realized he wasn’t interested or attracted in you at all, which was incredibly irrational, as you think back to the moment hours later. But perhaps it was the mood in the club, or the disgustingly sweet drink you had in your hand, but you wanted his eyes to be on you always.

You had walked out of the club, not wanting to wallow on your strange urges any longer. It was unreasonable to feel that way, and you certainly hated the way your emotions were out of your control. 

As you held the cigar, enjoying the night winds you absent-mindedly scratched the bandaged wound on your cheek. The image of the man dancing to sultry music replayed in your mind, and you couldn’t help the desire to meet him again. You immediately brushed off the idea, not wanting to get anymore involved with anyone who goes to that goddamned club. You’ve seen too many freaky things happening there.

The phoenix tree planted on the stone path slowly sheds its dead leaves, and you stare at the littered road for a moment before moving the head of the cigar in-between your thumb and your index, taking the flame out. The stranger you met in the club still at the back of your mind, you sigh, and decide to head back home.

(this is supposed to be a story in about ten parts because i’m down atrocious for more!hoseok :/ don’t make any assumptions about the characters or the plotline until you know everything because nothing in this story is the way it seems right now) 

i wrote this in ten minutes don’t take it too serious lol

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(Not) Till the end -Bang Chan

genre: HEAVY angst word count: ~700 words warnings/content: Mentions of death, funerals, heaaavy angst. All of skz are mentioned to be dead. Android apocalypse!au. Reader dies, Channie cries. No happy ending :( Bang Chan ran to the mangled body, owned by his precious lover, you. He was too late. The androids that have been taking over the world have succeeded. Of course, there were still thousands of people fighting for their lives, but to Chan, you were his world.  

A peaceful tune rang around your mind as you withered away in death. You had been fighting against an army of androids on your own. You knew you stood no chance, but you gave it your all. It was the only thing you could do to repay the world of your deeds, because you had created the monsters that roamed your world. When Chan ran over to your body, you didn’t even have the energy to open your eyes anymore. The whirring of the androids, along with the peaceful lullaby in your head was oddly calming. 

“You can’t die like this!” The leader shouted. “The irony.” Chan thought to himself. You were the one who helped him get over Hyunjin, Han and Felix’s deaths, but now he was the one who had to deal with your death. And he had to deal with those feelings fast, because another army of your creations were beginning to swarm. 

“Open your eyes! Please!” Chan pleaded. He must stay strong. Stay strong for the remaining people of Stray Kids. But how? How was he supposed to stay strong when the person he loved with all his heart, all his might couldn’t stay alive?

Time was running out. The tick-tock of his worn-down watch that was gifted by you reminded him how little time both of you had. “Wake up, damnit! Y/N!” He fell, meek. This state of him made him reminisce about when you saved him from the same androids that were about to kill you both.

The slight rise and fall of your chest had stopped long ago. “They’re gone.” Chan realised. He stood up in seething, silent rage. “All you do is destroy! They’re dead! There’s no point in making me suffer more…” His voice rose and fell, like waves of melancholy in a dull,solem beach.

“You promised we would stay till the end…till the end of this hellhole!” Chan sobbed. He turned to you, then looked back at the androids that were busy with the other members who came to his aid. He watched numbly as Seungmin got stabbed by the sharp blades of the android, Changbin get thrown off of the crumbling cliff they were situated on, and Jeongin running over to him, his precious dimples showing. “Hyung! i’m so happy to see-“ Before his head snapped unnaturally towards the side. 

“Just kill me already…please.” Chan watched as Jeongin fell next to Minho’s body. “I have nothing, NOTHING to live for.” But of course they kept him alive. Chan knelt down, back facing the androids and front facing your body. He knew he was being a coward by dying like this but he just wanted the last thing he could see to be you. The androids started whirring again. It was like they sympathised for him. 

“Till the end.” Chan whispered, not afraid of the inevitable death coming towards him. “Till the end, Y/N. See you soon, angel.” 

The ringing in his ears stopped, all he could hear was the disgusting noise of the blades stabbing into his flesh. Echo. Echo. Echo

Nobody showed up for the auto-generated funeral Chan had planned for himself long ago. All the people he invited were dead. "Today, we are here for [Redacted]'s funeral,"The hologram's voice resonated through the empty wasteland of a chapel.The eulogy for the person who didn't exist anymore, performed by someone who never existed. 

As for you? The world didn't go too easy on you after what you did to the world. You were doomed to suffer no matter what, where, when, and who you are. You and Chan never met again, even in the afterlife.

Consider this your punishment, Y/N.  

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my return to tumblr will be scheduled….

tomorrow.

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ok but like whens my writers block gonna MOVE OUT OF MY FUCKING WAY

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Hiya everyone, now that I’ve finally settled my ass down on school, I’ve been thinking about picking up writing again! ^^ (if you have any ideas feel free to plop them down in the asks)

I’ve been considering writing a part 2 for…

Late night cramming with an alien (where the reader meets Felix again)

Sleep right here, in my arms (where this time it’s changbin having a bad day)

And of course, continuing my wip list!

I’m sorry for being mia for so long, I hope my writing hasn’t deteriorated that much hehe

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i promise i’m not dead give me like three weeks until i get settled into school 🫡

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General SAGAU headcanons

Genre: Comedy(?) fluff

Word count: ~500 words

warnings/content: swearing, general sagau stuff like cultish themes and worshipping.

When the creator’s game is laggy

Since the characters can hear the creator’s voice, they’d probably be bombarded with “oh [censored] my game is running at 1 [censored] frame per second” right as they feel their divine creator’s presence

Even though they didn’t really knew what you meant, they sent dandelions, lavender melons and qingxins to your mailbox as an effort to comfort you from whatever “treacherous difficulties our grace was facing in their divine world”

Even though they didn’t really knew what you meant, they sent dandelions, lavender melons and qingxins to your mailbox as an effort to comfort you from whatever “treacherous difficulties our grace was facing in their divine world”

What if the characters that were in your party had to move according to the the frame that your device was dropping to while the other characters standing there being like: what the fuck are you doing

Scenario:

    After a long day, you knew that all of your...disciples? Worshippers?, were waiting for your “divine presence” to fill their empty vassals. So, you loaded up Genshin on your old device. Just then, you figured that the Geo symbol at the loading screen took a little too long to load than it usually would. Would it be because the characters were messing with the game? You thought. You sighed, and waited for a few more minutes for the game to load in. 

    “Fuck! Why is my game running at 1 frame per second!” You yelled, not caring that the whole of Teyvat could hear your complaints to hoyoverse. You tried moving your characters around, but only seeing what would be 0 frames per second. An (unintentionally) stuttering “your grace?” resonated through your device once you stopped moving your character around. You sighed again, and rebooted the game.

     Even though the warmth of your presence was gone once you left the game, the acolytes began working together from different nations in teyvat to gift you with lovely artifacts, flowers and of course, primogems and mora. They only silently and obediently waited for your return.

     When you finished rebooting Genshin, you were relieved that your game was not as laggy as before. You spawned at Windrise, one of your favourite places to chill at, which your acolytes knew, of course. You were also pleasantly surprised that your inventory was filled with gifts from Liyue, Mondstadt and Inazuma. Even though you were kinda creeped out by these self aware characters, you were glad that it was still your comfort game.

When the creator is a genshin streamer

You were quite a big Genshin streamer on twitch/youtube, with clips of you filling the algorithm

After the whole SAGAU thing occurred, more people came to your stream to see what was going on with the characters.

You were also confused when you saw a letter from your main/favourite character even when it wasn’t your birthday. You thought Mihoyo was kind enough to give you partnership for whaling so much during your streams, but you highly doubted that.

Your whole chat was freaking out when new, exclusive voice lines appeared in your main’s screen.

The acolytes were proud that people were also “worshipping” their creator, but in your world.

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writing tag: lixie.cake

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