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[pixie-felix]

I had an idea for bang chan mafia au that I will probably never, ever write but I couldn't resist making a mood board for anyway... one sentence smut spoiler under the cut.

banner by @cafekitsune, grammar check by @a-jazzy-bitch

Feared mafia boss Bang Chan getting bent over the boardroom table and rimmed by his Harley Quinn-eqsue wife while wearing a red lace g-string.

[pixie-felix]

what if... you text your secret link, only to accidentally send it to his group member instead... who is also in love with you. (secretly)

betraying the bro code I part one I part two I part three I part four

ss: 2 + 0.3k words I suggestive, angst I yn x felix, bang chan

This is Chan’s worst nightmare.

He came over to confess to you, but by the time he pulls up across the street Felix is already knocking on your door.

He watches in horror, frozen in place as he watches Felix kissing you with the kind of ease and intimacy that only comes with familiarity.

Anyone could see he’s done this before. That you’ve done this before. Together.

His hands on your waist, resting there like it’s the most natural thing in the world. His thumbs rubbing slow circles as his hands slide lower, finger knuckles flexing as he grips your hips.

The way he smiles when you bite his lower lip, eyes glittering with lust.

Chan feels sick, but he can’t tear his eyes away. Not when you’re twining your arms around Felix’s neck, and  smiling into his kiss. Not when Felix’s hands are already creeping under your shirt, right there on your doorstep. Where anyone could see. 

You haven’t even closed the door yet and Felix is already subtly grinding his hips into yours.

Your hands have moved to his neck, fumbling with something hidden by the collar of his leather jacket. Did your hair get stuck in his necklace? Nope, that’s not it. 

Chan’s mouth goes dry. His stomach twists, and his pants get tight. He doesn’t know if he needs to throw up or rub one out. But he needs to get out of here. Now. 

He barely obeys the speed limit on the way back to his apartment. His brain is too full, overwhelmed, overloaded. 

The way you smirked as you leant back, stepping back into your house and tugging Felix forward by what he’d been hiding under his shirt. The way he followed all too eagerly, sinking to his knees before the door was fully shut.

It’s going to haunt Chan’s dreams and ruin his sleep. 

What he'd give to be the one on your leash.

I feel like this might be giving *serial killer* but I don't know how to fix it so 💁‍♀️ might delete and reset instead.

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[pixie-felix]

After Amsterdam, Chan's abs have been inescapable (hah) across all my socials, and I couldn't help but notice his anatomy is perfect for a navel piercing. Naturally I started thinking about other parts of his anatomy. And other types of piercings. And, well, this happened.

Intimate Piercings with SKZ I smut headcanon

Because there is no way in hell I'm risking my account by putting dick diagrams on Tumblr, here is a useful resource for all your "what the fuck is she talking about" needs.

Chan has... an apadravya piercing. A vertical barbell, straight through his glans. Did it hurt like hell? Yes. Was it worth it? Hell yes.

Usually Chan doesn’t make decisions in a rush. But he’d had a bad, bad day, and he just needed to let off some steam. The gym was packed, his headphones were dead, none of his links were picking up… And then it started to rain. He ducked into the studio, not realising it specialised in intimate piercings.

Clearly, this was fate telling him to poke some new holes in his dick.

The posters were… graphic. And Chan didn’t know shit about genital piercings. So, naturally, he asked the piercer which type was best for pleasing a partner. She gave him the usual rundown: the pros and cons of the Prince Albert piercing, the frenum, the magic cross…

He asked her what her favourite was. She said apadravya. He grinned and said alright then.

Yes, they fucked. Then she gave him the piercing for free, and told him to come back again once it was healed.

Minho has... I read a fic where he randomly got his nipple pierced, and my brain went YES. So now it is pixie-canon that Minho has jingle jangle tits. (That is a thing I just wrote, jesus christ, I shouldn’t post this I should go to sleep and come back in the morning.) (Lol, nope.) 

Oh, and he also has a frenum piercing–horizontal, at the top of his shaft, just below his tip.

And oh twice, it’s Minho’s fault Han went on a binge and ended up with a dick full of metal (intentionally), because Minho was the first member of skz to get a genital piercing. 

Why? Minho reasons.

The cat daddy's actions make sense to no one.

Changbin has...Changbin has nothing to prove to anyone, and that’s why he has a guiche piercing. Something special, just for him, that no one else gets to see and that gives him all the fun tingles. His happy little secret. 

Also known as a taint piercing, it sits between his balls and his butthole, and it adds a little delicious pressure when he sits down. Sometimes he swaps out his regular jewellery for something a little different. Something with a little more… weight.

The weightlifting, ballbusting Binnie headcanon that lives in my mind rent free will never die.

Hyunjin has... A classic Prince Albert. Don’t ask me why, it makes sense in my head. I look at his lips and think, yes, that’s a man who’s clearly got a thick piece of metal through his dick tip. (When did I get like this? How did I get like this?)

Plus, as we all know, he's clearly a man written by a woman, and what do women want? Lots of orgasms.

What's famously one of the most effective piercings for increasing your partner's pleasure? The Prince Albert.

I rest my case.

Han has... A Prince Albert, but reversed, because he’s  ✨not like the other girls✨

The bar itself is thick and twisted, because again, Hanji is ✨not like the other girls✨~

In accordance with all of the Han-is-a-freak-in-the-sheets lore, Han has had ALL OF THE DICK PIERCINGS at one time or another. They even made up some new ones just for him. (Next time you go for a new piece of jewellery, do not ask for the Jisung. It's not worth it.)

He’s settled on just the one now, because when he had a full jewellery collection he kept setting off the metal detectors at airports. Plus there was that unfortunate incident with the magnet… 

(I DON’T KNOW WHY I KEEP PUTTING HANNIE’S DICK IN PAINFUL SITUATIONS. I’M SORRY.)

Felix has... If you get into Felix's pants today, you're in for a big surprise~

No, not his dick–you should've been expecting that–but his genital jewellery.

It's nothing too extreme, just a simple public piercing. One little ring, resting just at the top of his shaft, the pretty blue gem catching the light and sparkling prettily. The treasure at the end of his happy trail.

The real question is, does Lixie bleach the carpet to match the drapes, does he go au naturel, or does he shave? What would look prettiest? We should find out. For science.

Seungmin has... Our puppy prince is reserved and demure, so it only makes sense that his choice of dick jewellery would match: a king’s crown. 

One curved barbell on the edge of his cockhead, right on the ridge before the shaft. Understated. Functional. Nothing too flashy. But excellent for bullying a few extra orgasms out of your poor, pounded out pussy.

Technically, it’s not a king’s crown yet, as it’s just the one piercing. But maybe if you ask really nicely, he’ll go get some more.  His princess deserves a proper crown afterall.

Jeongin has...

JEONGIN IS THE KINKIEST MEMBER OF SKZ AND I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL.

All those years of being the cute one. The youngest. The baby. Years of constantly dodging his hyungs kisses and cuddles, of trying to get noonas to take him seriously, to get them to let him take them on dates and not just see him as the cute younger brother type. He pays taxes, goddamn it.

So when he heard Han whining about how much his frenum piercing hurt… Well. It may have triggered his hypercompetitive streak. Feral maknae mode engaged.

A demon with dimples and something to prove walks into a piercing studio, and comes out with a full Jacob’s ladder.

Now he’s a little older and a little more confident, his seduction skills have improved. And the only thing more satisfying than getting a noona into bed with him, is the look on her face when he pulls off his pants.

It’s a win-win situation. His ego gets massaged by the way she can’t stop staring at his balls–flesh and metal, both are good. And she gets her insides massaged by those balls. The metal ones. 

Multi-tasking.

fin.

...oooohkay. This is a thing that I wrote after thoughts that I had. Should I have left this in my drafts and come back to it in the morning? Maybe. Were these thoughts that needed to be shared? Not really. Have I ruined bananas for everyone? Seems likely.

I know, I know. You came here for horny and wound up confused.

Me too buddy, me too.

Thanks for reading :)

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I really, really wanted to use this picture in Jeongin's photo line, but it would've ruined the aesthetic, soo... I'll just leave it here instead 💁‍♀️.

"Jacob's ladder piercing banana" is now a search in my google history. I feel bad for whichever government employee is monitoring my online activity. Sorry, boo.

[pixie-felix]

omg felix is such an ASSHOLE! lying to yn about chan not thinking about her >:( didn't even have to say that!! he's just going out of his way to be an ass. chan needs to stand tf up and talk to yn already, im about to slap him upsde the head. also THE LEASH?? 🤤 now i have the mental image of fuckboi felix shirtless with a leather jacket and a studded collar.. - 🥼

I am having SO MUCH FUN writing fuck boy Felix. Why did he lie to yn? Perhaps there are reasons. Or perhaps he's just in his chaos gremlin era 💁‍♀️

And aha ha ha yes the leash. Lemme ask you a question. For science.

[pixie-felix]

@a-jazzy-bitch my darling I didn't see this! I should've answered you first 😭

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

I've thought really hard about this, but I actually have nothing 😭 So instead, here are some very quick kink headcanons: Chan is a sub. He comes in every flavour (lol). Minho is a very well behaved sub. He wants to do his best. (I think @n-kiie came up with this?) Changbin has a guiche piercing. Hyunjin likes feet (and getting pegged). Han loves anal. Felix is a sadist. Seungmin is actually really soft. Unless you're doing a power couple!dom session where the rest of them are subs 😇 (this is definitely not something I've talked about with @incognitoinstigator) Jeongin is a feral, kink filled monster and should probably be kept on a leash in your basement.

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

I mean... I already knew most of these, but now I get some pretty interesting suggestions from the algorithm 😅 if I type in "banana" it automatically suggests Jacob's ladder 😂 This is my life now.

[pixie-felix]

🎱 💌 🎲 ❄️ 🏜️ 🎨

💌 ⇢ how many unread emails do you have right now? 

0 :) I'm pretty organised with stuff like that.

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?

Honestly, @breakmeoff has it pretty much down with her The Boy Next Door series 💁‍♀️. It's my comfort fic and it's amazing, you should read it if you're in the mood for some really well written Chan x noona!reader fic that's equally hilarious and heart fluttering. Oh, and it has some of the best goshdarn smut I've read in a hot minute.

🏜️ ⇢ what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

My favourites are the ones where people tell me what their reactions to reading my words were, and when they add to it with their own ideas ( @a-jazzy-bitch and @incognitoinstigator are very, very good at this.)

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

Welp, this was the start of the pegging Hyunjin lore (part two, part three). But I think this is my favourite fan art of all time, and I believe the explaination is self explanatory. And yes, I do have it queued for next Valentine's 😇

🎱 & 🎲 have already been answered here and here

[pixie-felix]

i'm very tempted to send all the emojis hehe BUT. i will choose three instead to not overwhelm you too much 🥰 feel free to only answer one or two if you want obviously, its up to you!

🎱🍓🦋

-🥼

Thank you for your consideration, science anon 🙏🫶

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction? 

Oh boy... I don't know how it started and who actually introduced me to fic, but what I do know is that the ancient artifacts still exist. Fun fact, I used to run a forum for fic writers, and that's how I got introduced to k-pop via Super Junior (on Fri Jul 03, 2009 at 7:08 pm)

🦋 ⇢ share something that has been on your heart and mind lately 

I got a new cat! He's a rescue, and he's either ex-feral or humans have been really unkind to him. He's very scared, and I've only had him for two weeks. But for the last few days he's been hanging out on my desk!

He looks mad all the time, but he's very polite. And stubborn. And huge. He's an ex-tomcat so he's freaking massive. He's fiv+ and probably on the older side of things, so I don't know how long we'll have together. But I usually take in sick/end of life care cats, so I'm just going to do my best. He's being very brave already, getting up on my desk and being in my line of sight. I'm a little worried about the heat wave we've got coming, but I've ordered an air cooler so hopefully that'll help 🤞

🎱 ⇢ post your AO3 total stats 

It's not my skz account as I only have the ballbusting fic on there (because I wasn't sure if it'd be too much for Tumblr). I use ao3 for a different fandom. This is almost entirely one fic, which is unfinished, and if you search by smut + hits it's #5. If you search by smut + kudos, it's #24. I may have pissed off a large portion of the fandom by giving someone a micro dick, for smut reasons. I made a powerpoint from the hate comments and dropped a PSA on dick size prejudice. I regret nothing. It's not really anything to brag about, but it is probably my proudest fic achievement (that I've been avoiding like the plague for over a year).

Feel free to choose more emojis if you'd like! (But I am an oversharer, so if you're already bored of me do'nt feel obligated 🫶🫶🫶)

[pixie-felix]

Hi pixie!

Hope you’re doing well! I’ve been loving your stuff recently! I’ve meant to send in my specific compliments after reading some but gosh darn it life has been crazy lately. In the sense that it’s not crazy at all but for the past month? it’s just been a blur and I feel like all I do is work and sleep and I’m so aware of it always. My schedule hasn’t changed though, idk why it’s like that or how to stop it. Maybe I need to delete Instagram and YouTube off my phone? That’s my only theory. Or set a schedule. I talk to my siblings and friends a little more as of late. Who knew that would leave me with less time. Hours just go missing sometimes.

But in short good news I’m literally in love with the new Superman movie! I’ve gone and seen it four times and every time at the end of the movie I have the most genuine, all-consuming, brightest smile I think I’ve ever had in my life. And one line where fireworks go off in my chest. And a part where I cry but with a half smile.

I feel like I have to pick the 🥝 ofc. And I do really LOVE that question. I’m not a compulsive liar but I am a compulsive secret keeper ig. Like all of a sudden my brain will decide some person can’t know a very trivial bit of info. So occasionally this will lead to me lying. Trying to fight that oof.

And I feel like the 🎲 is relevant with my dump up there. How are there so many things I think I want to do but then I do none of them? Sighhhh. you do seem to write quite a lot though from what I gather so I’m curious as to where your answer will go. Maybe writing is what’s keeping you from other things in your free time

I realize the point of this was probably to get asks that are easy to respond to so you can just give me some ✨sparkles✨ in response to most of this and I’ll get the idea lol. Love youuuuu.

I think maybe I should bite the bullet and not be anon anymore so I can comment on your posts. You deserve all the engagement!!! And I miss you in a way

- 🥝

KIWI ANON LOVE OF MY LIFE JEWEL OF MY FRUIT BOWL IT HAS BEEN TOO LONG 💚💚💚 (which is, as always, completely my fault).

First of all, here are your sparkles: ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

And now onto words! 🥰

Despite your blurry busy-ness, it sounds like you are doing well! I'm happy to hear that you're talking to your friends and siblings. It's so easy to lose touch with people now. At the risk of sounding like an old person, living in the age of social media can be quite isolating and strange. But then we have places like Tumblr, and we get to talk here too, so that's not all bad!

I'm glad you like what I've been writing recently! Writing the kinky shit has been fun. Maybe some of the sins in my drafts will see the light of day sooner rather than later... And it's been fun trying angst too! Fake texts usually give me a headache and I hate typing on my phone, but I'm enjoying writing fuck boy Felix 🥰

Ooooh, Instagram and YouTube are my two time drains too (+Tumblr). Though I haven't touched Insta in about a month, and I know there are 100+ messages waiting for me, and the longer I put it off the worse it will get... sigh.

I haven't seen the new Superman movie, but reading how it made you feel is the most glowing review it could recieve! I'll see if my partner wants to go and see it, because I want to experience the feels you described 💚

I wrote a whole ramble about movie thoughts after reading this, and it got long so I put it in the small font. Feel free to skip it!

The last movie I really got into was The Greatest Showman when it came out (and looking that up, that was 2017, yikes). I felt conflicted about liking it so much, because by all accounts PT Barnum was a horrific human being. But I love Zendaya and I grew up doing circus arts–specifically hoop tricks and dance–so that really sung straight into my soul. Hah, accidental musical pun.

I don't know if you saw but on bubble recently Chan said it's his favourite movie, so that made me smile.

In a similar coinicidence that I didn't realise until I started writing this down: the last movie I watched on repeat in the cinema was the first Deadpool movie. I was at uni in central London at the time, so I went to go see it in the IMAX at Leiscester Square. And then I got all my friends to see it.

Oh, and I got a Tinder date to take me there on international women's day (if you've seen the film, you'll get why that's hilarious). I did cancel on him at the last minute though. We do not reward unsolicited dick pics in this house.

Oooh, okay, question time.

🥝 ⇢ do you lie a lot? what's the most recent lie you told?

Mm, I had to think about this one. I don't lie a lot. I don't know if it's the same for everyone with autism, but my brain doesn't like it one bit. Pretty much the only times I lie are when someone's upset me, which isn't very healthy and I should work on that, and to save people's feelings.

Except with that last one, rather than lie I'll just avoid the truth. Does that make sense? I'm a very enthusiastic person, and life can be short and brutal, so when there is something nice to say I say it. I think one of the cruelest things you can do is give someone a false compliment, which is why rather than lie I prefer truth avoidance. Talk around it and save people's feelings.

Uh, I probably shouldn't be putting this here but the most recent lie I told was actually here on Tumblr, and it was a mixture of the two. Someone wrote something I found deeply upsetting, so rather than confront them I gave them a different reason for not finishing their fic.

(I know I could've been honest and gently explained why I found what they wrote so offensive, but because of that pesky personality disorder I tend to get very angry very quickly and I didn't want to make them sad.)

🎲 ⇢ what stops you from writing more in your free time? 

Me. Just me.

I think about writing 80% of the time. My phone is full of notes. My computer is full of notes. This account is full of drafts.

But I have crippling perfectionism and I'm a coward who is scared of failure. How can you even fail at fanfic? Idk, but I'm sure I could manage.

I think I'm mostly worried that I'll hate whatever I've written and then spiral from there 😅

So yeah. That's why I don't write as much as I would like. I have a super supportive irl network and everyone here on Tumblr is lovely to me, but I live in my head too much and that's where the bad thoughts live 💁‍♀️

ANYWAYS

If you did want to reveal your identity, you can always do it in my dms 🫶 that way only me and you will know your secret fruit based alter ego 🥝💚

Comments do make my brain release the nice chemicals, but so does seeing your emoji in my inbox! So just do whatever feels most comfortable for you 💚✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

I love you spectacularly and I hope you are having a splendid weekend so far 🥝💚🥝💚🥝💚🥝💚🥝💚🥝💚🥝💚🥝💚🥝💚

[pixie-felix]

There is so much gold in my inbox that need replies 😅 but these might be a nice way to ease back into answering things? Maybe?

Writers Truth & Dare Ask Game

🎱 ⇢ post your AO3 total stats  🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?  🌵 ⇢ share the link to a playlist you love 🕯️ ⇢ on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that? 🛼 ⇢ describe your latest wip with five emojis 🥑 ⇢ you accidentally killed somebody, which mutual(s) do you text for help? 🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love 💌 ⇢ how many unread emails do you have right now?  🌻 ⇢ tag someone you appreciate but don't talk to on a regular basis 🐇 ⇢ do you prefer writing original characters, reader inserts, or a mix of both?  🧃 ⇢ share some personal lore you never posted about before 🎲 ⇢ what stops you from writing more in your free time?  🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings 🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual? 🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now 📚 ⇢ what's the last thing you wrote down in your notes app?  🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character 🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project? 🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on ❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best? 🌿 ⇢ give some advice on writer's block and low creativity 🥐 ⇢ name one internet reference that will always make you laugh  🏜️ ⇢ what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work? 🍦 ⇢ name three good things about a character you hate 🥝 ⇢ do you lie a lot? what's the most recent lie you told? 🦋 ⇢ share something that has been on your heart and mind lately  🦴 ⇢ is there a piece of media that inspires your writing?  🍅 ⇢ give yourself some constructive criticism on your own writing 🐚 ⇢ do you like or dislike surprises? 🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here ☁️ ⇢ what made you choose your username? 🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them 🌸 ⇢ do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them 🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it 🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

[pixie-felix]

✨jEoGiYo noOnA HoKsHi NaMjaCHinGu iSsEoYO?✨

Excuse me noona, do you have a boyfriend?

1.9k I chaos crack I Bang Chan x fem!reader

This is my contribution for @angel-writes-skz-here's birthday event. We've had fluffy fics late at night and on the beach, we've had glorious sexually frustrated yearning. We've had angsty fluff, and smutty angst (twice).

So here I am, ready to lower the tone with some good old fashioned chaos crack.

This will make a little more sense if you know the lyrics, so I would recommend reading those first. Even better, you can watch the rest of the above video here, and here is a cute lil' illustrated mv with subtitles.

Happy birthday for tomorrow, Angel 💖Thank you for inviting me to write for your event 🫶🎈✨ (and for letting my choose a song that *technically* isn't skz...) True to form, I left this to the last moment, it's 23:42 here. Not spell checked etc. Happy birthday!

One of Chan’s favourite things about you is how well you get on with the guys. It shouldn’t be a surprise, you’ve known them since they debuted, but still. It’s nice. 

You’ve been part of the team for so long now (Chan always requests you as his MUA for tours now, you understand his need for routine in the pre-show chaos) that when it was time for renewal Chan got the “no fraternising between staff and talent” clause taken out of your contract.

So now rather than sneaking into the studio late at night with emergency snacks, you can walk straight in. And you can visit them in the dorms normally, walking through the front door like a regular person rather than having to sneak through the back or having to climb through the low windows in the stairwell. 

Apart from that time Han forgot his keys, in the middle of Seoul winter, locking himself out without even a scarf to take off the chill. Chan still has no idea how you scaled three floors without falling to your death. And when he asked you about it, you simply grinned and whispered “noona magic~”. While doing jazz hands.

Yeah. It’s the stupid stuff like that that keeps Chan’s hopeless little crush on you alive. 

Some things never change.

Like the sound of chaos coming from the living room. Giggling, laughing, shouting. The distinctive thump of someone falling off the sofa. It’s movie night, and it was Chan’s turn to pick up the snacks on the way back from the studio.

He’s so focused on not tripping over Jeongin’s ridiculous collection of equally ridiculous shoes that he’s not immediately alarmed by the sound of Han’s panicked screaming. Really, the alarm bells should’ve started ringing when Changbin joined in–shouting louder than usual, something along the lines of “no please god no.”

What does get his attention is the distinctive shrieking of Hyunjin up to no good. “Play it play it play it!!” Someone presses play, and a vaguely familiar baseline starts tickling the edges of his brain. He knows this song…

And then he hears the flute. 

Suddenly the floor is lava. 

That he is trapped in.

You can not hear this song. He will actually die.

He tries to run to the living room. But apparently all those kangaroo jumps are finally catching up with him and taking their toll on his knees, because rather than opening the door like a rational human being–and grabbing whatever the cursed tune is playing on so he can yeet it out the window–he stumbles. 

Unfortunately he was moving at high velocity. So rather than hitting the deck and knocking into the door, he knocks the door off its hinges, and he ends up yeeting himself into the middle of the room.

Just in time to hear that cursed first line…

“Jeogiyo noona hokshi namjachingu isseoyo?”

The plus side of hitting his head so hard he temporarily blacked out is that Chan didn’t have to listen to the rest of WOW. 

The downside is that when he finally opens his eyes, he is, somewhat predictably, the center of attention. Everyone is looking very concerned. Han’s hamster cheeks are full of emotional support popcorn. Hyunjin may have fainted (in sympathy). 

And your crouched next to him, your cool hand on his forehead, biting your lip with concern. Hopefully you’re not trying to take his temperature, because he knows it goes up when he’s around you. All that blood rushing to his face and ears. Or… other places...

“Chris?”

Ah shit. Real-name bomb. Insta-boner material. Chan groans, and hopes he fell hard enough to mush the part of his brain that controls dick operations. 

“I am the captain of my own penis…” He hears himself mumble.

There is a beat of silence. Two beats. Hyunjin snaps back into his conscious state and stares at Chan in horror. A minor avalanche of popcorn escapes Han’s mouth as his jaw hits the floor in horror.

You, on the other hand, remain perfectly calm. Simply nodding and waving your fingers in front of his face before… leaning forward? And then you ask, serenely, like it’s a completely normal question:

“How many breasts do I have?” 

Oh, okay. He’s died. Chan is dead. Chan has died and is hopefully stuck in limbo, otherwise heaven is a massive let down that looks just like the skz dorms. But at least he’s got permission to stare at your tits…

But tragically, even in death his kids can’t let him have a minute's peace.

“NOONA!?”

“WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT?!”

“ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL HIM?!

Despite the cacophony of outrage, you’re only looking at Chan. Limbo has some kindnesses, at least.

“How many breasts do I have, Chris?” Your voice is quieter this time, almost intimate. Like it’s just you and him in the room.

“Two.” He manages to mumble, eyes flicking from your face to your chest and back again. “You’re so pretty.” Shit, he did not mean to say that. That was supposed to be an inside thought.

You nod, a trace of a smile twitching at the corner of your mouth.

“Okay, he might be a little concussed. Who wants to call the ambulance?”

Chan doesn’t see you for the next week. Not because he’s avoiding you, but because he’s on bed rest. Which is frustrating, because he’s got work to do for the next comeback. But also kind of nice, because it gives him an excuse to play Genshin all day. 

But, frustratingly, he can’t concentrate on Genshin. Because his brain is too busy not-thinking about whatever the heck you must think of him now. (At least, he’s telling himself he’s not thinking about it. In actuality, he’s thinking about it a whole bunch.)

The one reprieve he’s getting from being in his own head while the others are at work is what Han has titled his “regularly scheduled daily baby sitting to ensure hyung doesn’t go insane”. At least with Han or Felix running around and making a mess a fuss of him, he doesn’t have to not-think about you and the way he doubtlessly made you uncomfortable.

So imagine his surprise when he opens the door for his regularly scheduled baby sitting, expecting Felix… and getting you instead. Grinning, and holding a bag from your favourite bakery.

Chan’s usually pretty good at covering when he’s shocked. Not so today. You don’t wait for him to invite you in, gently pushing past him and guiding him back to the couch. By the hand.

Holy fuck, you’re holding his hand.

“Everyone else was sick of your grumbling, so now you get my delightful company instead.” 

You sit next to him on the couch, reaching into the bag and laying out various cakes on the table. You got all his favourite flavours, because you’re thoughtful like that.

Chan doesn’t know what to say, so instead he just gratefully accepts a paper plate of strawberry cake and starts munching (of course you brought cake forks with you, you etiquette wizard). 

For a minute or two, you sit in mostly-comfortable silence. (You’re comfortable with it, Chan’s worried if he opens his mouth he’s gonna accidentally start talking about the S.S. Dick again. It balances out.)

Of course you break the silence in the most you-like way as possible.

“So. You really didn’t want me to hear WOW, huh?”

Chan nearly chokes on his cake. Death by baked sugar and eggs, what a way to go. When he recovers his proper breathing pattern, he’s surprised to see that you’re the one who’s looking a little shy.

“How upset would you be if I told you… I already knew it?”

You’re scratching the back of your neck bashfully. You’re scratching the back of your neck bashfully. What in the Han’s-anime-collection has Chan been watching that’s led to this hallucination.

Before Chan can spiral further, you pull out your phone and go to your alarm settings. You set a timer for a minute. And then you wait. 60 seconds later…

“JEoGiYo noOnA HoKsHi NaMjaCHinGu iSsEoYO?”

“There is a possibility that it may be my morning alarm.”

Chan stares at your phone. And then your face.

“...why?” One word. So many questions. 

You shrug, trying not to giggle as 16 year old Han rap-flirts through your phone.

“Because it’s hilarious? And it’s the most y/n song of y/n songs of all time. It’s practically Stay’s national anthem.”

Chan just stares at you, desperately trying to process this new information.

“...y/n?”

“Don’t pretend you don’t read fanfiction, Christopher.” You mock-scold him, grinning and stealing some of the buttercream icing left on his plate. “But for the sake of your dignity… It means your name. It’s what the cool kids use when they write skz x reader.”

Chan shakes his head, not about to fall into your trap and reveal his encyclopaedic knowledge of fandom. Instead, he asks the one question that’s been haunting him all week.

“Did you really ask me to count your breasts, or did I hallucinate that?”

You nod, completely unruffled. “I did ask you that. Specifically, I said ‘how many breasts do I have, Chris?’” 

You nibble on a strawberry, looking at Chan like you’re not discussion secondary sexual characteristics. 

“Han nearly choked. Death by popcorn. Imagine that on his tombstone, very on brand, I guess. Plus, there are worse ways to go-” 

“You asked me to count your breasts.” Adorable as your ranting is, Chan cuts you short.

“Yes.”

“...why?” 

“Hey, I was still testing your cognitive function!” 

Chan’s pretty sure if he raised his eyebrows any higher they’d tear right off his face. You grin, shamelessly.

“I just combined counting with general knowledge. Asking you about human breasts is a much more fun question than something like ‘can you tell me the name of the president’.” 

Your logic is hard for Chan to argue with, especially when you're leaning in a little closer to him with a glint in your eye that looks very much like mischief.

“Plus, Christopher, I gave you a good excuse to check out my rack. Are you really complaining?”

Oh god, you’re leaning in closer. Chan can count your eyelashes, see the little flecks of different shades in your irises… You’re going to kiss him.

And then just as your lips are about to brush, you smirk. Evilly. You quickly dodge his mouth and press a peck on his cheek instead.

You pull away, leaving him speechless yet again.

“You can kiss me when you’re over your concussion.” You grin, leaning your head on his shoulder like you didn’t just single handedly wreck his vascular system.

You snuggle into him, grabbing the remote and switching the TV on to whatever garbage station Jeongin left it on. Chan breathes a sigh of relief to see it wasn’t porn this time.

“You can take me on a date, if you want.” You murmur, giving him a some sweet, teasing side eye.

Chan’s heart is in his throat. He needs to say something witty. He needs to say something charming. He needs to say anything at all.

And then you ruin it, your eyes crinkling into one of his favourite smiles as you quote his own lines back at him.

“Perhaps I’ll let you take me to… a restaurant?”

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Dilf chan dilf chan dilf chan….all I’m thinking about right now is like bsfs dad chan…when he catches on that reader likes him…unholy thoughts rn

Ah, see, I find it kind of difficult to do any of the dad stuff because he's younger than me and the same age as my baby sister 😅

Also it may well be the trauma talking, but because of my own life experiences with older men as a teenager I find it hard to see the best friends dad thing in a positive light 😅 I'm not yucking on anyones yums, it's just personally uncomfortable for me.

But there are loads of great great writers on here who will be able to indulge on your fizzy thoughts! Go forth and seek them out!

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My beloved @auroramirage has more than once compared me to Chan with the way I'll tell her my ideas and promise to write and post things and give her teasers and such...

Here's another thing we share: cringing at the things we make when our alter egos are in charge 😅🫣

a/n: inspired by @hyunjinx42 (specifically this), suggested by @arestoucries

-as you sink down on his c*ck after a long day of work- @hyunjinx42

Just a short little something something to try break feed the absolute chokehold Railway Chan has us all in. Inspired by @hyunjinx42, suggested by @arestoucries. As always, smut under the cut, minors dni.

Content warnings: breeding kink, daddy kink, size kink, ancient vine references (just the one, let me know if you found, I made myself laugh and then I couldn't take it out). 1.9k

I accidentally posted this earlier today when I was still working on the draft 🤣 this is the complete version, so if you were disappointed earlier hopefully this will make up for it

T a k e a S e a t

You know exactly what Chan wants when he sits down in that chair. 

Tie loosened, hair mussed, eyes dark as he looks you over like a cat eyeing the most delicious bowl of cream.

“So, you were watching me all day.” 

“Of course I was watching you. It was your MV shoot.” You keep your voice light, but the intensity of his gaze is making you tingle all over. Not to mention the hint of the devil in his smile, quirking the corner of his mouth.

“Well, I was watching you too. Come here.” He beckons you over, that familiar come hither motion of his fingers sending a strong jolt of arousal to your belly and your mind straight into the gutter. 

It might just be because he's been playing a vampire all day but you feel powerless to resist him. Walking towards him, and that chair, like a woman hypnotised.

That devil's smirk spreads as you move into arms reach, shivering as he reaches out a hand to stroke your leg. Just the inch of bare skin, above your knee and below your skirt.

“Did you choose this outfit just for me, sweetheart?”

This outfit being a not-quite-knee-length pleated skirt, a silk shirt buttoned up to the neck, and what the fashion magazines might describe as a smart casual blazer. It's giving “slutty schoolgirl meets business casual.”

Had you chosen this outfit especially for Chan, knowing about his purity kink and the fact you'd be in his eye line but just-out-of-reach all day?

You bet Chan's sweet ass you did. 

And he knows it too, knows it in the way you shiver as he lightly runs those fingers, a barely there feather touch, up your leg. Under your skirt. Slowly, closer and closer to where all that want is bubbling in your gut.

“I thought so. Such a tease.” Under that playful tone there's something low, something dark. Something that makes itself known when scrapes his nails back down your thigh, not quite hard enough to break the skin, but hard enough that you know if you were to look there’ll be five red lines marking your flesh. Dragging his fingers away from where you want them, where you need them, taunting you with a smile that tells you he knows how your cunt is clenching over nothing.

“I wasn’t the only one watching you though, was I?” Marking. He’s fucking marking you. 

“Channie…” 

“That’s not my name.” 

“...Chris?”

“Not today sweetheart.”

Oh. Oh. 

Oh boy.

“...Daddy?”

“Good girl.” His voice is all low and growly, and he tugs you forward by your knees until you’re standing astride his lap and hands are running up the backs of your thighs again, alternately stroking and scratching as he smiles up at you. 

“Do you even know what you do to me? What it’s like having to pretend you’re not mine. Having to watch guys like that following you all day, flirting with you, eyefucking you, and not being able to do a damn thing about it?”

Ah, so that’s what this is about. Chan is jealous. You were training the director's new PA today, some guy who’s name you’ve already forgotten. And Chan is jealous. 

As if he isn’t the most gorgeous man on the planet, a professional wet dream, and your long term boyfriend who’s been dicking you down dumb for the last 4 years. 

And if he wants to talk about unfairness, let’s talk about work. Watching him film that scene today, in this very chair, where an orgy of dancers were writhing on him. In fucking handcuffs. And he was sitting there with that look on his face. Yes yes, work is work, and acting is acting, the hazards of dating an idol etc etc…

But watching your man sit with a crowd of strangers slithering on his lap, that special expression on his face you only see when you’re sinking down on his cock after a long day of work, in that goddamn chair…

“What are you thinking about, sweetheart?” The question is innocent, the look in Chris’ eyes is not. He's completely Chris now, all signs of sweet Chan gone, replaced by the hungry, almost feral creature that likes it when you call him daddy. “Are you thinking about all those dancers from earlier, sitting on me, touching on me…”

“Yes, Daddy…” you whisper, blush creeping across your ears. It's like he's staring right into your soul, reading your thoughts and revelling in how you put up no resistance. He can invade all your private places and you let him, you're an open book to him

“Did it drive you crazy?” His voice is a low whisper, heavy with lust and wanting. “Did you want to come and sit on my lap instead, come and claim what's yours?"

You're too turned out to speak, your voice a whimper rather than words. “Daddy… don't tease…”

He smiles slowly at you, reaching up your skirt and slowly dragging your panties down your thighs.

“Then come warm this cock my love. Daddy's been waiting all day.”

It's almost musical, the sound Chris makes as you sink down on his dick, somewhere delicious between a moan and a grunt. It's almost too much, the way he stretches you. You cling to his shoulders and hide your face in his neck as you whine, nipping at his neck as you desperately try to ground yourself.

“Mmm… so good…” Chris has his hands on your hips, guiding you until you're settled on his thighs, his cock fully sheathed inside you. “Such a good girl. So perfect for me.”

He's almost too big to fit, your pussy stuffed fuller than full, at it's absolute limit. Teetering on the cusp of what feels good and what doesn't.

He's mercifully gentle, running his hands up your back, stroking your skin in slow, soothing circles.

“You're doing so good, baby. Just relax, relax for me baby.” He hisses when you lean a little more forward, mewling into his neck into his neck and holding him tighter as the change in angle causes your pussy to spasm and stretch, barely able to bear it.

“I want.. I…”

“What do you want, babygirl?” Concern creeps into his turn, worried that maybe his dick is too big, maybe you’re not enjoying it. “Am I hurting you? We can stop if it's too much.” He presses kisses into your hair, brushing some out of your face as he tries to look you in the eyes.

“No Daddy… please don't stop. You feel… so good…” Chris sighs in relief, stroking your face tenderly. “Will you… will you…”

“Yeah, baby? What do you need?”

“I can't… I want…” You shake your hips lightly, barely moving but Chris' dick is stretching you so full it feels as intense as if he was pounding you out, hips snapping as he tried to fuck you through the mattress.

Chris makes a strangled sound, the drag of your velvety walls almost driving him to madness.

“What do you need, babygirl.” His voice is hoarse with the effort of holding still. “Just tell me. Tell me baby, please, you're driving me mad…”

“Daddy,” your voice is almost a sob, “Daddy, please… It feels so good. You feel so good, inside me…” Chris has to bite his lip to keep from swearing at how good you're making him feel. He loves is when you talk dirty.

“Baby, if you keep saying things like that…”

“Breed me, Daddy. Please. Please.” Chris presses a shaky kiss to your lips, gentle and tender, trying to distract himself from how every single muscle in his body tenses up and he's pretty sure his balls just turned blue.

“You sure…” He has to be sure, has to check, before the last strip of his sanity is stripped away and he loses control.

“Please Daddy. Breed me. Claim me. Make me yours… please.”

“Okay baby, okay.” He starts moving, gently, rolling his hips slowly, tantalisingly, doing his best not to go too fast or too quickly. “Daddy’s gonna breed you, okay? You're so tight baby…”

He's not sure what's gonna explode first, his heart or his testicles.

It doesn't take long, every tiny thrust driving both of you closer to the edge,Chris closing his eyes and urgently trying to think of something unsexy. Socks with sandals. Being called “Bang Channie”.

That one weird nude Han accidentally sent him at Christmas. What the hell was he doing with all that BBQ sauce on his titties?

But not even deep philosophical musings on the strange behaviour of Han Jisung can distract Chris from how you've started to bounce on him, your pussy finally adjusted to his cock enough that you can ride him a little, thighs tight around his waist.

He almost loses it, when the little gasps and moans spilling from you get so loud he has to muffle them with his hand. No badly how much he wants everyone to hear how good he fucks you, you're still supposed to be keeping this a secret… Definitely not fucking on stage props quickly relocated to a nearby dressing room. Thank fuck the door locks.

But then you bite his hand, losing control of your sanity and bouncing on his dick like a rabbit, whining, so close to cumming but you just can't quite reach it by yourself.

The sting of your teeth on his fingers pushes Chris over, all restraint gone, hands snapping to your hips as he bucks up into you, holding you still so he can pound your pussy.

He feels you coming undone on him, your pussy spasming, clenching, sucking his dick in deeper until he could swear he's pressing against your cervix.

It's not until you collapse in his arms, shaking, trembling, that he finally gives in and lets himself cum. And he cums hard, the aftershocks of your orgasm making your pussy twitch, milking his cock until he's got nothing left to give.

Balls empty, dick aching, cocksore and thighs shaking, Chris holds you close, his seed dribbling out as his cock starts to soften inside you. You both moan when it finally slips out completely, clinging to each other tightly as you both come down from your respective highs.

“I think… I think we might have ruined the chair, Channie.” You giggle as you look up at him, all blissed out and happy.

“Oops.” He shrugs, before leaning forward and brushing your noses together in an Eskimo kiss. “I guess we'll just have to smuggle it home.”

You rest your head on his chest, happy and sated. Eevelling and how quickly Chris can switch back to Channie, all cosy and cuddly and sweet.

“So…”

“So?” Chan is already starting to look sleepy, all fucked out and giddy. He tilts his head at you like a curious puppy, like he didn't just fuck you into th fifth dimension.

“...are you still gonna try tell me the song is about trains?"

Chan blinks, and you can see the cogs in mind turning as he tries to figure out what trains have to do with anything that just happened.

He flushes bright red when the penny drops, eyes going wide, mouth opening and closing as he tries to think of a good comeback. In the end he just hides his face in your neck and mumbles something that sounds suspiciously like a whiney “shut up”.

You laugh and snuggle down in his arms. He groans, knowing you're gonna tease him about trains once the post orgasm contentment passes.

That's what he gets for being a liar.

Okay, I'm just about happy with this one. This isn't even the No Thoughts/Hard Thoughts fic, but apparently I have breeding kinks on the brain. Oops. Hope you guys don't mind two in a row. In other news, Channie’s big dick problem is the subject of another fic. Yay size kink? Anyways, thanks for reading, reblogs and comments are so much appreciated and motivating and stuff, let's enjoy this highly educational science gif of Channie to end the post:

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I saw this the other day while visiting my mom and it reminded me of you 💘

Giving my online little sister the biggest squeeze🥹

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