#💌 lixie

[subskz]

felix is so sweet i just have that urge to tease him...

right…did you see the recent episode of skzcode where skz were teasing him for his gaming skills? that annoyed lil tongue swipe he does is so cute <33 he’s such a sweet little angel it’s hard to resist the sulky expression he gives you when you mess with him, esp if you pretend to reject his affection. he’d look so lost every time you dodge his kisses or nudge his grabby hands off you, gazing at you w his big doe eyes and asking “did i do something wrong? 🥺 please just gimme one kiss 🥺” like he doesn’t even realize you’re teasing him. it just makes it all the more endearing to see how he tries to make it up to you when the poor baby did nothing wrong

and if you were toying w his body to the point where he’s hard and dripping in his underwear but still refuse to actually touch his dick, he’d be such a polite, needy little thing ㅠㅠ his breath would hitch each time you brush past his bulge only to go right back to stroking his tensed thighs, but he just swallows hard and keeps begging you to touch him where he needs you most like “ah, sorry, just a little more, please? i really need it”

[yonglixx]

He’s talking about changing his hair!!!

Also I feel like I message you enough to ask can I be 🦊anon?

yes and the way my translator is giving me a heart attack bc it makes it sounds like he already did it lmao tho if he goes through with it , i want long black haired lixie or pink 💕

also ofc you may be 🦊 hehe

[dollettefilm]

Hai pookie rain make a hyunjin soft pastel mb for me to use on my krp acc

ofc cutie, here ::

I hope u like it <3

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──── * ˚ ✦ THE LAST STRAW ( stray kids )

❛ After a final argument with your toxic, manipulative mother over your irresponsible younger brother, you decide to cut ties with your family, only to be overwhelmed by doubt and panic until your supportive boyfriend, Felix, reassures you that choosing yourself was the right decision.

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꒰ 💌 ꒱ ミ Here's a wonderful request made by @lixies-favorite-cookie! I hope you guys enjoy, reblogs and feedback are much appreciated! Requests are currently open! ── ( 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 )

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Non-Idol AU, emotional abuse, family conflict, mommy issues, mental health struggles, parental neglect, parental favoritism, depression and self-worth issues, let me know if I missed anything!

( 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 ) ( 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 & 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ) ( 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ) ( 𝐭𝐢𝐩 𝐣𝐚𝐫 )

The kitchen feels like a war zone, the air thick with unsaid accusations and the sharp remnants of long-festered wounds. Your mother stands at the sink, her back rigid and unforgiving, hands submerged in soapy water as she scrubs a dish with a ferocity that speaks louder than words. Each stroke of her hand seems to scrape away at the silence, but instead of clarity, it only stirs the storm between you. You can almost see the tension rippling off her like waves of heat from a furnace, feeding the blaze that has been building in your chest, threatening to consume you.

“So, that’s it?” you ask, your voice taut, straining against the anger simmering just below the surface. “You’re really going to ignore everything I’ve said and expect me to drop everything—again—to drive him around?” There’s a tremor in your tone, a plea for acknowledgment masked by the bitterness of your words. But she doesn’t turn to face you. Instead, she sighs, a heavy, exaggerated breath that fills the room with disdain, as if you are the one being irrational, ungrateful.

“He doesn’t have anyone else,” she replies, her voice dripping with exasperation, as if you should already know this. “And it’s not like it’s a big deal—you’re already out and about. What’s a little detour to help your brother?”

Her words hit you like a slap across the face, stinging and familiar. “A little detour?” you echo, a disbelieving laugh slipping out, sharp and brittle. “Mom, I have a job. I have classes. I’m barely keeping up as it is. But sure, let’s add ‘chauffeur for the man-child’ to my list of responsibilities.”

At this, she finally turns, her face set in that hardened expression you know so well—eyes narrowed, lips pulled into a thin, unforgiving line. “Don’t talk about him like that,” she snaps, her voice a low warning. “He’s your brother. He’s just going through a rough time.”

A bitter, exhausted laugh escapes your lips, and you can feel the years of buried frustration rising up, threatening to overflow. "A rough time?" you repeat, your voice growing louder, each word carrying the weight of all the grievances you’ve kept bottled up for so long. “He’s been ‘going through a rough time’ for the last five years! And every single time he screws up, you’re right there, wiping his slate clean, making excuses for him. He never has to face the consequences of anything, and somehow, I’m always the one left to pick up the pieces!”

Your voice cracks, and the room seems to tremble with the force of your words. All the times you’ve been overlooked, all the sacrifices you’ve made without a second thought, all the nights spent wondering why you were never enough—everything comes crashing down in this moment. You stand there, breathless, waiting for something, anything, that resembles an acknowledgment of what you’ve endured.

But she doesn’t see it. She doesn’t hear it. She doesn’t even flinch. And that, more than anything, is what breaks you.

"That's not true," your mother snaps, her voice cutting through the air like the crack of a whip, cold and biting. "You don’t know what he’s going through. You’ve always been so hard on him, never understanding." Her words hang in the air, thick with accusation, and you feel a familiar frustration beginning to coil tightly in your chest.

You scoff, the sound escaping before you can stop it, disbelief etched across your face. "Understanding?" you fire back, voice laced with incredulity. "You mean like how you’re 'understanding' when he crashes his car because he was out partying, and you expect me to drop everything, put my entire life and future on hold, to make up for it? Or how you’re 'understanding' when he blows all his money on God knows what, and I’m the one who has to lend him my hard-earned cash so he can pay his rent? You’ve always been ‘understanding’ of him, but when have you ever been ‘understanding’ of me?"

For a moment, the room falls silent, heavy with the weight of everything that has been left unsaid for far too long. Your mother’s eyes flash dangerously, a mix of anger and frustration, a glare that once would have made you swallow your words, scramble to backtrack and apologize. But not today. Today, the exhaustion has settled too deeply in your bones, mingling with the anger that has simmered for years, bubbling to the surface.

"You think I don’t care about you?" she spits out, her voice rising, each word sharp and defensive. "I’ve done everything for you! You grew up with food on the table and a roof over your head. You have a job now, you’re in college, you have everything going for you. Do you think that just happened by itself?"

Her audacity stings, her self-righteousness fanning the flames inside you. Every vein feels like it’s on fire, adrenaline surging through your body. “No,” you say, voice trembling but strong, each word pushed out with a force that surprises even you. “Don’t you dare take credit for what little good I have in my life. Don’t you dare. Everything I have going for me is because I worked for it. I was the one who graduated as valedictorian in high school—not you, not him. I worked my ass off to get into college, scrapping for every scholarship I could find so I wouldn’t have to drown in debt later. I found my own place to live, found a job so I could pay my own bills, held myself together when everything around me was falling apart.”

Your words pour out like a flood, each one more bitter than the last. You can see her eyes narrowing, her lips tightening, but it only pushes you to keep going. “But you? Sure, you fed me, you put a roof over my head—like the law says you should. But you only ever noticed me when I was useful to him, when I made things easier for your golden child."

The silence that follows is deafening, filled with the echoes of things that have finally been said, the raw truth laid bare between you. The tension in the room is electric, the weight of years of imbalance, neglect, and misplaced loyalty pressing down on your shoulders. But for the first time, you feel something shift inside you—a spark of liberation, a sense that perhaps, just perhaps, you’ve finally stepped out of the shadow that has loomed over you for so long.

"You're being so selfish," she spits, her voice trembling with a barely controlled fury that makes the walls tremble. The dishes slip from her hands, clattering into the sink with a loud clank as she whirls around to face you. Her eyes are wild, nearly bulging out of her head, her face flushed with indignation. "You have no idea what it's like to be a parent, to have to make these kinds of decisions." The venom in her words seeps into the air, choking you with its bitterness.

But you don’t flinch. Your fists curl even tighter at your sides, nails digging into your palms as you stand your ground, locking eyes with her. "I'm selfish?" A bitter laugh escapes you, sharp and brittle, and you can feel the hot sting of unshed tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. "Do you even hear yourself? You've spent years bending over backwards to coddle him, to fix every single one of his messes. And every time, it's me who gets caught in the crossfire. It's always me who’s expected to be the 'responsible one.' And what do I get for it? Nothing. Not a thank you, not a 'good job,' not even a fraction of the support and understanding you so eagerly throw at him."

Your mother’s hand slams down on the counter with a thunderous bang, making you jump. Her face is a twisted mask of rage and frustration. "You've always had a chip on your shoulder about him," she sneers, her tone dripping with condescension, as if speaking to a petulant child. "Maybe if you weren't so jealous—"

"Don't even start." You cut her off, your voice cracking under the weight of everything you’ve kept bottled up for so long. "I'm not jealous, Mom. I'm tired. I'm tired of being the one who has to sacrifice everything while he coasts through life, knowing you’ll always be there to bail him out. I'm tired of you making me feel like I’m never enough, like I’m only here to clean up his messes and make things easier for him."

The air thickens, a suffocating silence falling between you. Your mother’s face hardens, her eyes narrowing into icy slits. "If you don't like it, then maybe you should just leave," she says, her words cutting through the tension like a knife. "You're an adult now, aren’t you? You can make your own choices."

Her words hang in the air, daring you to speak, to react. For a moment, you’re stunned, the breath catching in your throat. Then, softly, like a truth you've kept buried, you say, "Maybe I should." The words taste like freedom on your tongue, a release from years of guilt and fear. "Because I can’t keep doing this. I can’t keep letting you use me to prop him up while you tear me down. I deserve better than this."

For a fleeting moment, something flickers in her eyes—something almost vulnerable, almost human. But it vanishes as quickly as it came, replaced by the same cold indifference that has always been there. "Fine. Do what you want," she says dismissively, her tone devoid of emotion. "But don’t come crying to me when you realize you can’t handle the world I’ve protected you from."

A humorless laugh bubbles up in your throat, but you swallow it down, taking a deep breath instead. You feel the weight of years of resentment, of pain and unspoken truths, settling into place. "I won't," you reply, voice steady as a stone. "Because I've been handling the world all my life. You never protected me from it—you only ever protected your golden child. And I’m done."

You turn away, leaving her standing there, leaving behind the suffocating grip of a mother who never truly saw you. You walk out of the kitchen, out of the house that never felt like a home, and with each step, the air feels a little lighter, the world outside a little more open. For the first time, you feel the distant, hopeful glimmer of something new—something that belongs to you, and you alone.

You sit in the driver’s seat, fingers clenched around the steering wheel with a grip so tight that your knuckles have turned ghostly white. Each breath you take is shallow and ragged, barely filling your lungs. Your heart hammers in your chest, erratic and wild, a drumbeat of panic. The weight of the argument you just had with your mother crashes over you like an unrelenting wave, cold and suffocating. It presses down on you with a force that makes you feel as if you’re drowning, gasping for air but finding none.

Your eyes remain fixed on the house in front of you—your childhood home, a place that should have held comfort and warmth but instead feels like a prison. Each window, each door, every familiar detail seems to glare back at you like a hundred judgmental eyes, watching, waiting. This is where you learned the rules of a game you never asked to play. A place where love was conditional, tethered to sacrifice and silence. And now, it’s a place you’ve walked away from—perhaps for good.

Your vision blurs with unshed tears, and you let out a shaky breath that comes out more like a sob than you intended. You blink rapidly, trying to clear the sting from your eyes, but it’s useless. You can’t stay here, not in front of this house where the walls seem to whisper accusations, where every step closer feels like sinking deeper into quicksand. You can’t risk your mother storming out with that familiar fire in her eyes, her voice like a vice, twisting your emotions to suit her will.

With trembling hands, you fumble for your phone, fingers unsteady as they swipe through your contacts. You need an anchor, something to steady you before you’re pulled under by the crushing weight of it all. You find his name—Felix. Your thumb hovers for a moment, then presses the call button. You raise the phone to your ear, the screen blurring with tears as you pull out of the driveway. You don’t have a destination in mind; you just need to be moving, to put distance between you and that house.

The line rings once, twice, and with each unanswered ring, the panic coils tighter in your chest, rising into your throat like bile. What if he doesn’t pick up? What if he’s busy? What if you’re left alone with the noise in your head? But then—

"Hey, sunshine," his voice breaks through, warm and steady, like the first rays of dawn piercing through the darkest night. His tone is so familiar, so safe. "You okay? I'm just—"

You don’t let him finish. Your voice cracks as you speak, holding back the sob that threatens to spill over. "Felix...I—I did it. I told her...I told her that I'm done. I can't...I can't believe that I actually did it." The words rush out of you in a breathless stream, a confession that feels both terrifying and freeing.

There’s a pause on the other end, a silence that feels heavy with the weight of his understanding. You can almost hear him processing your words, feel the concern threading through the line. When he finally speaks, his voice is soft, careful. "You talked to her?" he asks, his tone gentle yet laced with worry. "What happened?"

His question hangs in the air, pulling at your heartstrings, inviting you to pour out the torrent of emotions swirling inside you. And for the first time in what feels like forever, you feel like you can breathe, even if just a little, knowing that someone is there to catch you as you fall.

You squeeze your eyes shut for a moment, a futile attempt to push back the tears that threaten to spill over. Your heart is pounding in your chest, a heavy, uneven rhythm that matches the chaos in your mind. When you open your eyes again, you force yourself to focus on the road, blinking rapidly to clear the blurriness from your vision. You suck in a shaky breath, trying to steady yourself, to find some semblance of calm amidst the storm raging inside you.  

"It was about my man-child of a brother again," you start, your voice wavering as you speak. Each word feels like a shard of glass, cutting through the tightness in your throat. "She wanted me to...to fucking drop everything and take care of his mess again. He crashed the damn car, and she’s not even mad at him. She was actually more pissed at me for not wanting to drive him everywhere." The bitterness in your tone is unmistakable, tinged with a raw edge of frustration that’s been simmering for far too long. "And I just...I couldn’t take it anymore, Lix. I told her I’m done. I told her I wasn’t coming back."  

Your breath hitches, and a sob finally breaks free, raw and unrestrained, as you come to a stop at a red light. The tears you've been holding back spill over, warm and unwelcome, streaking down your cheeks. "But what if I made a mistake? What if I’m wrong?" you choke out, the words heavy with doubt and fear. "I mean, they are my family at the end of the day, and I’m nothing without them. What if I...what if I shouldn’t have done this?"  

On the other end of the line, you hear a soft rustling, a familiar sound that brings a small measure of comfort. You know he’s moving, pacing like he always does when he’s worried. Felix’s voice comes through, steady and gentle, like a lifeline. "Hey, hey, take a breath for me, hmm?" he murmurs, his tone soothing. "Just breathe. In and out, yeah? I’m right here."  

You try to follow his instructions as you ease off the brake, the traffic lights changing to green. You take a deep breath in, filling your lungs, and then let it out, but the exhale is shaky, faltering, as if your body is resisting the calm he’s trying to instill. The tears keep flowing, unchecked, but his voice remains a steady anchor amidst the turbulent sea of your emotions.  

"You did the right thing, love," he continues, his voice firm with conviction—a conviction you desperately need to hear right now. "You’ve been dealing with their bullshit for so long. Too long. You deserve to let it go. You deserve to be free of it all."  

Without much thought, you turn the car to the right, feeling the pull of his reassurance guiding you, even if you’re not quite sure where you’re going. "But what if...what if Mom’s right?" you whisper, your voice trembling with uncertainty. "What if I am being selfish? I just...I grew up with this rule in my head that family always helps family, so what if I’m being a shitty person by refusing?"  

For a moment, there’s a pause, a breath of silence that hangs in the air, heavy with all the questions and fears you can’t quite voice. Felix’s next words are gentle, but they cut through that fog with a clarity that brings you back from the edge. "You’re not selfish," he says quietly but firmly. "Sometimes, family isn't about blood; it’s about who stands by you, who sees you. And you’ve been standing on your own for a long time. It’s okay to want more than just survival."  

Tears spill down your cheeks, hot and unrelenting, blurring your vision as they cascade over your skin. You press the heel of your hand against your eyes, trying to stem the flow, but it’s like trying to dam a river with a single stone—futile. The weight of everything, the argument, the years of silent endurance, crashes over you in waves, threatening to pull you under. With a shaky breath, you pull onto the side of the road, the tires crunching over gravel, and the car comes to a halt. 

"I’m scared, Lix," you confess, your voice breaking, small and fragile as it escapes you. "I’m scared that I’ll regret this." The words hang in the air, and for a moment, it feels like the world is holding its breath with you. Your heart is a clenched fist in your chest, squeezing tighter with each passing second. 

Then, his voice breaks through the silence—a warm, comforting presence that feels like a soft embrace, wrapping around you when you need it most. "You won’t," he says, his tone gentle yet firm, a soothing balm for your frayed nerves. "You know why, huh? Because you’re finally choosing yourself. And that’s not something to regret, not ever. Love, I’m not trying to say it’ll be easy from now on, but you deserve to be happy. You deserve to be loved for who you are, not for what you can do for someone else."

A shaky breath escapes your lips, and the tightness in your chest starts to loosen, if only a little. His words are like a lifeline, grounding you, pulling you back from the edge of your doubts. Deep down, beneath the fear and the uncertainty, you know he’s right. You’ve carried this weight for so long that it feels strange to think of setting it down. But his words are a steady anchor, keeping you from drifting away. 

"Can I come over?" you ask, your voice almost a whisper, raw and vulnerable. "I don’t... I don’t want to be alone right now." The admission feels like exposing a wound, but with Felix, it’s okay. It’s always been okay.

There isn’t a moment of hesitation before he responds, his voice filled with that unwavering reassurance you’ve come to rely on. "Of course. I’m not home right now, but I was already on my way from class, so I’ll meet you there, okay? Just stay on the phone with me until I get there. We’ll figure everything out together."  

You nod, even though he can’t see you, feeling a small, tired smile tug at the corners of your lips. There’s still a lingering ache in your heart, but it’s softer now, more manageable. "Thank you, babe," you whisper, the words heavy with gratitude and love. 

"Always," he murmurs back, his voice a soft promise that settles deep within you. "Just keep breathing, sunshine. I’ve got you. I always will."

With his voice still in your ear, you restart the car, feeling his presence as a guiding light through the darkness that’s clouded your path for so long. The road stretches out before you, uncertain and unfamiliar, but with Felix by your side—even if only through the phone—it doesn’t seem quite so daunting. 

For the first time in what feels like years, there’s a flicker of something warm blooming in your chest. Hope. Fragile, tentative, but undeniably there. And for now, that’s enough.

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🕯Summary: Felix felt horrible for pinning over his best friend's girl. Who knew that the couple would love to let him join.

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Free Use|First Sandwich On Small Chair To Second Sandwich On Couch|Crying|Multiple Orgasms|Confession|Threesome! MMF|Praise Kink|Chan's Cock In Lix & Lix's Cock In You|Wet & Messy|Oviposition Mentioned |Hard Dom! Bang Chan|Pervy Sub! Lee Felix|Pervy! Reader|Riding|Sandwich Threesome|Dom Drop|Fingering|Anal Plug|Anal Sex|Daddy Kink|Begging|Teasing|Exhibitionist|Pussy Plug|Creampie|Sub Space|Head Pets|Aftercare

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 1.9K

"Mate you got a minute?" Felix asked, fidgeting his fingers nervously. Chan raised an eyebrow, "Yeah. Always got time for you, bud," he said, sitting in a chair facing him. Felix felt his lips wobble, "Please don't be mad at me, Hyung. I truly don't know how it got this bad," he said, tears welling in his eyes. Worry built in Chan's chest, "Hey, hey. Look at me, yeah? I will never be mad at you. You trust me don't you?" He reassured, rubbing Felix's bouncing knee. 

Felix sniffled, "I trust you. Trust you so much, Hyung," he hiccuped, burying his face into his palms. You raised an eyebrow, tilting your chin at Chan as a silent gesture. "I don't know?" He mouthed, pulling Felix towards his chest. Soft whimpers escaped past Felix's lips, "I'm so sorry, Hyung," he sniffled, gripping the hem of Chan's shirt. "Baby, I don't know what you're apologizing for," Chan said, rubbing Felix's back. His mind imagines the worst. A frown etched on your lips at the potential news Felix was about to tell. 

Felix released a shuddered breath, "Hyung, I think I like like your girlfriend," he said, petrified of Chan's reaction. You bit down on your bottom lip, trying your hardest not to burst into giggles at the endearing statement. Chan clenched his jaw, looking away from your stupid expression. Felix felt his heart sink when Chan looked away from him, broken sobs started to spill from his lips. Chan's eyes widened, "Lixie," he cooed, wiping Felix's tears. "Why are you sobbing, hm? I'm not mad," he added. 

Felix blinked away his tears, "Hyung's not mad?" He asked, his voice cracking in the process. Chan chuckled, "No bub, I'm not," he reassured, tucking Felix's hair behind his ears. "But you looked away from me," Felix whined, not believing Chan's words. Chan bit back a smirk, "Lixie, you're not the first to admit they like my girlfriend," he purred, his voice turning sensual. Felix squirmed at the change, "I'm not?" He asked, blood rushing up his cheeks to his ears. 

"That's right, you're not. Now tell me, Lixie. What would you do to my girlfriend?" Chan asked, tracing circles on Felix's inner thigh. Your jaw dropped at Chan's question. Things were getting too steamy for you just to stand there and watch, you kneeled behind the couch and peeked between the pillows. Felix felt his heart pound within his chest, "I shouldn't answer that," he said, hiding his flushed face. Chan chuckled, "I don't bite, bub. Just tell me the truth," he said, giving you a quick side glance. 

Felix chewed on his bottom lip, "I want to feel her warm cunt around my cock, Hyung. Want to feel my cockhead rub against her cervix," he admitted, hearing his heartbeat within his ears. Chan gently tugged down Felix's waistband, "Keep talking, bub. Don't stop until I tell you," he said, lightly grazing Felix's boxers. "Hah, ah, I want to use an ovipositor on her. Want to watch her tiny cunt get filled with eggs, Chris," he said, gripping Chan's shirt. "Dirty little boy," Chan said, his voice getting breathy. 

Felix whimpered at the arousal buzzing through his body. You pressed your thighs together, craving for any friction your throbbing cunt could get. Chan huffed, needing you involved in the scene, "Little one, come here," he commanded, nosing Felix's neck. You stood up on wobbly knees, "Yes, Daddy?" you said, your cheeks flustered from arousal. Felix flinched within Chan's hold, embarrassment enveloping his thoughts. 

Chan smirked, "Tell me, baby girl. Would you like to be pumped with eggs?" he asked, cupping Felix's pulsing bulge. A low moan echoed within the room. "Of course, Daddy but I have something else in mind," you suggested, stripping off your clothes. Chan whistled at the sight of your body, "And what's that?" he asked, subtly shifting Felix's face towards you. "I want Daddy to pound Lixie while I ride on top," you said, loving the power trip Felix's flustered cheeks gave. "Wait, wait. I wasn't expecting this," Felix said, conflicted by his inner morale. 

Chan trailed his hands down Felix's side, "Baby, you can step out if it's too much," he said, hoping they didn't scare him away. You covered your bare body as best as you could, "Sorry, if this seems forceful," you mumbled, tearing up at the sheer embarrassment. Felix's eyes widened, "No! I mean, I want this. I really do," he exclaimed, knowing he'd regret pushing you away when an opportunity was given to him. 

Chan kissed Felix's temple, "Reassure her, bub. Tell her you want her," he whispered, blowing into Felix's ear. "Please, I want you," Felix whimpered, opening his arms hoping you'd come closer. Your eyes dilated, "You promise?" You asked, making your way in front of him. Felix giggled, wrapping his arms around your bare waist, "I promise," he said, pampering kisses on your pretty tummy. Chan cooed, stripping off Felix's pants and boxers in one go, "Isn't he pretty, princess?" he teased, knowing you have a thing for pretty, glossy cocks. 

You nodded your head, cunt throbbing to be filled with the pretty cock in front of you. Chan reached between Felix's inner thighs, and his breath hitched when he felt a familiar jewel, "Is this a plug, dirty boy?" he asked, gently thrusting the toy in and out of Felix's clenching rim. "Ah, hah, hah. I just wanted to fuck feel good, Hyung," Felix gasped, his mind clouding from the gentle thrusts. You whined from the lack of attention, "Daddy," you sulked, aching for Chan to allow you. 

"Hang on, silly girl. So impatient," Chan chuckled, stripping off his pants. His cock tucked between the crevice of Felix's ass. "Hyung, please," Felix whined, his ribbed walls clenching hard around the warm metal plug spreading his hole apart. Chan rolled his eyes, "Another impatient baby," he teased, smirking when he tugged the plug out to its widest girth. Loving the way Felix gasped and whimpered at the pressure. You moaned at the sight, arousal dripping down the sides of your inner thighs. 

Chan tossed the plug aside and lifted Felix by his waist, "Take a deep breath, baby," he said, sinking Felix down his cock like a sex doll. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," Felix thrashed, the pain and pleasure of the stretch melted his mind to a puddle. Chan groaned into his ear, the veins on his arms protruded as he tried not to buck his hips up. "So big, Hyung!" Felix sobbed, his drool leaking down the sides of his lips. You whined at the neglect, "Daddy, I want to touch. Wan’ kiss Lixie. Please," you begged, pleading for Chan's permission. 

"Go ahead," Chan said, his voice gravelly as he slowly pushed Felix down to the base of his cock. You pecked Felix’s lips before licking his bottom lip, begging for access. Felix whined at your gesture, parting his lips for you. His eyelids fluttered shut when you deepened the kiss. You pulled back and sucked on his bottom lip, craving more and more of his delicious moans. “Hhgh, hah,” Felix mewled, wrapping his arms around your waist, and pulling you closer.

Chan groaned, his cock twitching within Felix's clenching hole, "You’re so fucking warm around me, baby. Fuck" he said, gritting his teeth. You straddled your weight on Felix’s lap, trying to get as comfortable as possible with your limited space. Felix slumped his head into the crook of your neck, “Please, ride me,” he whimpered, marking your shoulder with hickeys. You lifted your hips, aligning Felix's leaking cockhead against your dripping hole and sank down. 

"Hah, ah, ah, fuck!" Felix cried, the warmth of your cunt and Chan's throbbing girth pressing against his swollen prostate drove him wild. You whimpered at the stretch, his cock curled perfectly against your squishy walls. Chan growled against Felix's shoulder, his mind getting hazy from the fluttering grip surrounding his cock. “Get up and lay back on the couch, princess,” Chan instructed, having another position in mind. 

You sulked but laid back as told. “Sink you cock back into her, Lix,” Chan commanded, sitting up. “O-okay,” Felix slurred, plopping onto you with grace. He lifted his hips, aligning his throbbing cockhead back within your ribbed walls, “So hot, hah,” Felix mewled, nosing your neck. Chan shifted your calves around Felix’s waist, “Deep breaths, okay,” he cooed, easing his cock into Felix’s tight rim in one smooth thrust.

Both Felix and you whined into each other's hold. "Daddy, fuck too fast!" you cried, digging your nails into Felix’s back. Felix babbled against your neck, his cock and prostate receiving the most intense pleasure in their lifetime. "Take it, fucking take it," Chan panted, his hips striking against Felix's ass. Your body spasm, orgasm tethering at the edge, "Fuck, hah, I'm cumming," you wailed, clenching hard around Felix's sensitive cock as your orgasm broke. 

Felix's jaw slacked open, his body trembling between the both of you, "Cumming, cumming," he babbled, his back arching when he came deep within your cervix. Chan hissed at the clench, goosebumps prickling on his skin, "Shit, hah, ah," he gasped, letting out a shaking breath as he came, coating Felix's ribbed walls white. Felix's thighs quivered from the aftershocks, and his anal canal fluttered around Chan’s cock, “Mmh,” he hummed, nipping your jaw.

Chan huffed out a breath, his palm smacking against Felix's plump ass, "Such good toys," he praised, stroking your hair with adoration. You laid pliant, your walls snug and filled. Chan cooed at your expression and carefully eased his tender cock from Felix's gapping rim, "What a fucking sight," he chuckled, gently lifting Felix's sensitive body off you. "Daddy," you whined, clenching weakly around the chill air. 

Chan cooed, easing your favourite plug deep into your cunt, "Daddy knows, princess," he said, rubbing your pretty tummy. Felix's mind sank into subspace, his eyes glossy with post-clarity. Chan chuckled, lifting him, "You did so well, bub," he said, pampering kisses all over Felix's face. Felix mewled at the affection, his mind happy and content with the love he was receiving. 

Chan carefully laid Felix into the tub, "Stay," he said, before leaving to get you. "Daddy," you beamed, happily nuzzling into his arms. Chan chuckled, "Yes, princess. Daddy's here," he said, laying you next to Felix. You squinted your eyes when you noticed a frown on Chan's lips, "Daddy sad?" You asked, concern evident on your face. Chan gulped back his vulnerability and said, "Daddy's okay, baby girl. Let Daddy clean you both up, yeah?" He said scrubbing your backs with soap. 

You felt something wrong with his answer and nuzzled his knee, "Daddy did good, Made us feel really really good," you whispered, wanting him to know. Tears split down Chan's cheeks, making you panic, "Daddy okay? Don't cry," you sniffled, sad because he was sad. Chan sniffled a chuckle, hugging you close, "You know daddy loves you very much, don't you princess?" He asked, his hands trembling behind your back. You nodded, caring less that your damp body was drenching his shirt. 

Chan exhaled a shaky breath, "Good girl. You're my good girl," he said, pampering kisses on your face. Felix soaked in his subspace, barely aware of his surroundings. You kissed Chan's cheeks, "Daddy, we need to help Lixie too," you said, nuzzling Felix's cheek. Chan cooed, "You're right, princess. Let's help Lixie feel comfy," he said, stroking Felix's hair. "Thank you for everything, princess," Chan whispered, needing to get this off his chest.  You beamed with your precious little smile, "You're welcome, Daddy," you said, melting into Chan's through hands as he coaxed you both out of subspace. Felix giggled out of nowhere, "Thanks for reading," he whispered, cuddling closer to you.

[shuniverse]

rough patch ,,| l.f

🖋️ requested by anon!! this is such a cute idea I love it sm 🥺

1.1k words

💌 gn!reader, hurt/comfort, sad lixie 😭

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he’d texted you that night, just wanting to talk to you, be able to communicate.

then he called, and you could hear the faint sniffle in his voice as he sent his usual hello. it sounded sadder, more quiet than normal.

after a quite small amount of prying, just a simple ‘what’s wrong, lixie?’, he just started crying. it broke your heart as he poured out what he was feeling, the shuddering sobs wracking your own chest with a pang of sadness.

he’d confessed he didn’t feel confident in how he was performing, and no matter how hard he tried it couldn’t come out like he wanted.

of course, from your perspective, this was far, far from the truth. felix was, and is, and impeccable dancer, rapper, and singer, all on top of his stage presence, and that deep, velvety voice you adore oh so much.

you sighed softly when he’d finished, the teary call leaving a bit of a cloud over head. you told him you’d buy a ticket, leave within the next day or two.

he’d told you you didn’t need to, that he’d be okay, but you insisted. nothing hurts more than the literal sun himself seeming so clouded and sad.

so, with sweet ‘I love you’s’, you promised you’d be in Sydney to see him soon.

now, you’re on your way to him in a rented car, playing the playlist you and him created together. you’ve missed him so so much, and knowing of his struggles wasn’t helping anything.

as soon as you came to the hotel, you’re practically leaping and bounding out of your car, grabbing your luggage and the little cat plushie you’d bought for him, and dashing inside the hotel and up the stairs to his room.

you’re jet-lagged of course, but that doesn’t stop you. you knock softly on his door.

felix recognizes that knock anywhere, and he’s swinging the door open with enough force you’re worried he’ll break the poor thing.

as soon as he sees you, and your pretty smile and luggage and that cat plushie, his eyes well up with tears and he pulls you inside, closing the door, and hugging you tight.

he lets out a shaky sigh, before crying softly into your neck and shoulder, placing lazy kisses on the exposed skin from your tank top.

he moves his head to look at you with a lovesick smile and red, puffy, and wet eyes. you pout a bit, holding his face, brushing your thumb over his freckle-dusted cheeks.

his voice is rough and of a lower octave when he speaks finally. “I.. I’ve missed you, so much.”

you smile and kiss his nose. “I’ve missed you too, my dear lixie.”

he rubs little circles on to your hip with his thumb, and you just happily gaze into his beautiful coco brown eyes, which look so worn.

“my love,” he perks up to pay attention to your voice, ever the soother for him, “what’s got you so worked up?”

he gives a small frown, a cute one at that, and he sighs softly.

“shows have been enjoyable of course, but I’ve been feeling more stressed lately, more.. self conscious. I don’t feel good about what I’m doing and I can’t seem to get out of it. I try so so hard but.. nothing ever seems right. I just wish I knew why.”

it makes you sad to see him feel this way about himself, how he doubts his show-stopping talent. you want to help, and you’re set on doing so while you have him with you.

you kiss his jaw. “lixie, baby, it’s okay. I’m here now. my love, you’re and amazing performer. your vocals, dance, raps, and just raw talent are absolutely breathtaking. I wish I could help, is there any way I can? hell, I’ll even listen to you rehearse, I’ll watch, I’ll give my advice and many many many compliments. alsoo-“ you shut his eyes “- I got you a present, no peeking!”

he giggles, a big happy smile on his ethereal features.

you fish around your suitcase for the necklace you’d saved up to buy a couple days ago, and when you find it you smile, looking back at felix and holding it up. “open!”

he opens his eyes eagerly, but the cute smile on his face fades when he sees the necklace. not even two seconds later, tears are pricking at his waterline, and he pulls you in, sniffling. “oh, my love.. you’re the best..”

he softly cries, happily of course, and you rub his back, kissing his collarbone. “shh, shh, lixie baby it’s okay.. no need to cry..”

he pulls his head up and smiles at you, then looks at the necklace.

engraved in cursive spells the date of your anniversary, with two little hearts on either side. and on the back of the small gold pendant is engraved yours and felix’s initials.

he sighs shakily. “how.. how much was this?”

you smile. “not important, sunshine. let’s get some drinks and snacks, hm? we can watch a movie, relax, I’ll even give you a massage.”

he smiles, cupping your face and kissing you softly. “I would adore that my love, I’ve missed you so much..”

you’re wrapped in one another’s embrace, entertaining, massaging, talking, til night has covered the sky and felix’s eyes begin to droop.

you notice and kiss his forehead as he lays with his head atop your thighs. “let’s go to bed, sunshine.”

he smiles sleepily and nods, sitting up and walking with you to his bedroom. he strips off his big t-shirt, leaving him in only sweatpants, much to your enjoyment.

he smiles at you and sits on the edge of the bed as you strip a garment of clothing off, wanting to be just as comfortable as him. when you’re done, felix holds you and brings you to sit on his lap as he rests his chin on your shoulder.

you both sit in comfortable silence, til he’s pulling you with him so he’s all the way on the bed, his head resting on a soft pillow, his fluffy blonde hair splayed across it. you smile and snuggle up to him, on top of him, and you make your head comfortable in the crook of his neck as your limbs entangle and wrap around one another.

he leaves a peck on your forehead, his voice deep and beautiful as he speaks. “goodnight, pretty. I love you so so much.. sweet dreams..”

you smile. “night-night, sunshine..”

and you fall asleep like that, holding each other, and you want the moment to last forever.

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I hope you enjoyed! also sorry for my hiatus I’ve been busy and tired and stressed 😭

I’ll do my best to keep posting content for you guys :))

[agi-ppangxyz]

💭summer romance (100 followers special)

chan | minho | changbin | hyunjin | jisung | felix | seungmin | jeongin

“oh my god, i’m so sorry!” you panicked as soon as you spilled your soda on a random guy in front of you. he only smiled at you, his soft gaze not leaving you for a moment. 

you decided to go on vacation with your friends to clear your mind and relax before another year of college. the exams had taken a toll on you, making you a walking ball of stress and after they were finally done you felt as if a huge weight was taken from your chest. you’d worked hard and you deserved some peace of mind now, basking in the presence of the ocean and your friends. 

but to be honest, since everyone brought their significant other with them except you, after a few days you kind of started feeling excluded from the group, not exactly knowing what to do with yourself. everyone was going on dates or romantic walks along the shore and then there were you - sleeping until midday and visiting local shops with handmade goods. even though you were happy for your friends, you were also kind of jealous, but who wouldn’t be in your situation? that’s why you tried to enjoy your vacation nonetheless and not think about your chronic loneliness. 

“shit, i feel so bad, i’m really sorry. is there anything i can do for you? to compensate for the t-shirt,” you babbled, looking as his white shirt was now stained with your grape soda. you took a moment to examine his features - his blonde hair was slightly combed back and his freckled cheeks were tinted with pink. he looked as if he was heading to the hotel pool. “it’s okay, some detergent should cope with this stain just fine,” he grinned, running his hand through his hair. you still tried to figure out how to apologise to him. “wait, how about we go to the bar later?” he frowned, quite lost in your sudden question. “as an apology of course. my treat,” you added and his features softened. “sure, why not?” “really? oh, that’s wonderful! let’s meet up at the hotel reception at 8, okay?” he nodded at your words, clearly amused by your slightly chaotic energy, but he didn’t mind at all. “oh, i’m yn by the way,” you said after a moment of silence, smiling awkwardly. “i’m felix.” 

and that’s how you ended up with felix in a local bar, sipping your drinks and talking about your lives. It amazed you, how easily it was for you to talk to him. you found out he has two sisters and he used to live in sydney, just like you. he asked you about your major at uni and your plans for the future. and you felt good throughout the whole evening - you two even danced a little to the music playing through the speakers. felix and you laughed a lot and even though you thought your meeting would be shorter since you didn’t know each other, you felt so comfortable with him, his presence was relaxing in its own way. you two were sitting really close to each other, your head was resting on his shoulder and even though it was getting close to midnight, you didn’t want to leave his side, feeling safe with him. you missed the moment when you started to get sleepy thanks to the alcohol you’d drunk. 

you didn’t remember the rest of the evening, including getting to the hotel and falling asleep in felix’ bed. you woke up with a slight hangover, felix was already up, sitting in a hammock on his balcony. you immediately got up and approached him panicked. “hi- whoa, you okay?” he asked when he saw your worried face. “did… did anything happen?” you whispered. would you mind? no, but at least you wanted to be aware if something happened. felix giggled at that. “everything is fine, i slept here,” he pointed at the hammock. you exhaled loudly, the weight from your chest gone. “i’m sorry, i know i should’ve taken you to your room but you insisted you wanted to be with me and you nearly cried and-” “please, stop, it’s embarrassing,” you interrupted him, hiding your face in your hands. he only laughed at that and took your hand in his. felix guided you to sit next to him in the hammock and you compiled, immediately sinking into his open arms. he silently started running his fingers through your hair and you suddenly thought that your life could be like this forever. maybe with him by your side. “hey, you wanna go for a walk? I heard the views are even better outside the town,” felix suggested after a while and you agreed without hesitation. 

that’s how your vacation went, with felix by your side you explored the island, shared ice cream at 5 in the morning at the beach and simply basked in each other’s company. the whole two weeks were filled with hugs, soft, innocent touches and hushed conversations at night. “i feel like i’ve known you my whole life,” you confessed on your last evening with felix, when you decided to head downtown for some kind of festival. there were plenty of sellers with different goods, from jewellery to delicious homemade buns with honey. you were wandering slowly through the streets, hand in hand, and even though you should be relishing in felix’ presence you were haunted by the thought of leaving the island instead. felix knew you were going home the next day, but he didn’t want to talk or even think about it, deciding to celebrate the past two weeks with you instead. “look, they sell those jelly things. you want some?” felix snapped you out of your reverie. you looked at him, confused at first, but then you remembered you wanted to try the local snack from the island and you nodded, smiling faintly. 

“do you not like them?” felix asked you some time later. you were sitting on a bench, the sound of waves hitting the shore in the background. you let out a small “hmm?”, still chewing on the jelly. “i'm just sad that i’m leaving you tomorrow,” you mumbled and felix sighed at that. “maybe i should just stuff you in my suitcase and take you home with me…” felix chuckled at that, hugging you. “i’d like that.” you melted into his arms with a miserable expression and didn’t say anything more. “hey, i have an idea, come on,” felix suddenly broke the silence between you and took your hand in his. he led you to one of the stalls with jewellery you had passed before. he pointed to two rings with little suns engraved in them. “do you like them?” he asked you and you nodded slightly. without hesitation felix bought the rings and led you to the same bench you had left minutes ago. you sat and waited for him to do the same so you could hug him again, but instead he kneeled in front of you with one of the rings in his hand. before he said anything he giggled slightly at your frightened expression, but then he spoke. “let it be our promise, to not forget each other. what do you say, angel?” you felt the tears fill your eyes and you immediately fell into his arms, ugly sobs leaving your body. you were nodding frantically, i love you's leaving your mouth over and over. after some time you moved away from him a bit and observed as felix put the ring on your finger. then you took the second one from him and did the same thing, giggling. felix placed a soft kiss on your forehead and gently cradled your face in his hands, as if you were the most delicate and precious thing in the world. god, you were going to miss him.

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[writingforstraykids]

The idiotic urge of starting new things is quite overwhelming at times and you can thank @galaxycatdrawz for keeping me in check many of those times😂 Nevertheless, I still have a lot to finish and I wanted to give you a little preview of what I'm currently working on🤭🖤

Finding home in your heart Pt.3 (Dilf!Felix x femReader)

Always back to you series (Dad!Minho x maleReader)

Pretty Please Pt.2 (Minchan x femReader)

Addicted to you Bonus Content (Changlix, Seungin, Hyunsung)

Only the best for you series (Minchan x the rest)

A possible other collab with an audio of @slutforchanlix hehe but no spoilers

Also sth with @chanandminhoenthusiast but again no spoilers🤭

Lessons in Love series (OT8 pairings college teachers au)

The member x member💌 series (7 missing)

He deserved it Pt.3 (Minchanlix)

I owe you a kiss Pt.10 (Minchan x femReader)

And suprise suprise the mafia series my 🤡 ass thought would be finished months ago but uhm no bc I'm far from done with them hehehe (Minchan, Chanlix, Minchan x femReader)

@atinyniki @silverstarburst @aaa-sia @lilmisssona @kthstrawberryshortcake @channieaddict @soullostinspaceandtime @rebecca-johnson-28 @lixie-phoria @kibs-and-bits @xxstrayland @ihrtlix @pheonixfire777 @mellhwang @palindrome969 @michelle4eve @harshaaaaa @rylea08 @heeyboooo @manuosorioh @gisaerlleri @andassortedkpop @lailac13 @bbokari711 @kazuuuaaa @rssamj @wolfyychan @stellasays45 @chrizzztopherbang @ionlyeverwantedtobeyourequal @silentreadersthings @myforevermelody143 @sapphirewaves

[hyunsvngs]

okay you know how in the super bowl jp video, they're all wearing football uniforms??? their reaction to their crush wearing a skimpy cheerleader uniform 👀

-🍵💌

STOPPP OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS. them in the football uniforms. i almost died

i think some of the members would find it amusing bc ur so cutie pie pookie, some would find it cute as fuck and some would also be horny.

under the cut bc long asf

so i’m saying:

laughs at u (fondly):

innie - he’s losing it on sight. ur his little cheerleader!!!! THATS SO FUNNY! HE COULD DIE!!!!!!!! he’d make u do little twirls in the cheerleader skirt while he just sat there giggling taking pics. smile would drop instantly if the skirt was a little bit short n he could see ur ass.

hyune - honestly he’d probs die laughing too. esp if you had little pom poms. he’d BEG you to keep the cheerleader outfit so u guys can have matching halloween costumes. makes u do a lil dance w the pom poms.

finds it so so cute:

channie - i can see him being SO fond. makes u stand there n pose for him for piccies and ur just like channie this is meant to be sexy. immediately hes like oh???? show me what’s sexy? and u bend over and he’s like oh. oh. yeah the skirts short isnt it? he’s gotta fuck u then and there but STILL he’d be mumbling in ur ear “‘s cute for me. my lil cheerleader, aren’t’cha?” jesus

binnie - oh my god he’d go insane. he’d be giggling and screaming the fucking house down if he came home to u dressed up as his cheerleader in his room. he’d probs pick u up and just scream. absolutely fucking losing it. INSTANTLY takes pictures with you in the matching football uniform and even makes other people take pics of you too. definitely fucks you after with the football uniform just pulled down a lil for his cock to be out and you with your skirt flipped up

lixie - oh god ur HIS??? UR HIS AND HIS LITTLE CHEERLEADER???? he’d squeal 100%. bounces off the fucking walls and probs even takes u out of his room parading u in front of the other members. like “LOOK!!!!! SHES IN THE UNIFORM!!! MY CHEERLEADER!!!!<3” and everyone’s just like felix that’s.. meant to be sexy. it’s a really short skirt. and lixie’s like “OK???? BUT LOOOOOK???” IMGHSJD

horny on sight:

seungmin - it’s like you took a peek into his deepest darkest fantasies. short short cheerleader skirt, maybe even braless underneath the lil crop top. he’s dead. you’ve killed him. immediately is asking you if you’re cheering for him, or “one of the other guys?” and you’re giggling, saying it’s all for him. definitely fucks you and makes you scream his name just to prove it.

jisung - short circuits. he walks in and you’re like “surprise!!!” and he’s hard. instantly. just staring at you with those wide boba eyes in awe and shock. jesus. you have to literally shake him awake, pushing him back on the bed to ride him in your skirt and he’s just nodding, just going “yeah. yeah. keep the skirt on, please.”. definitely cums really fast but its ok bc hes gonna fuck you in the skirt again in roughly t minus five minutes.

minho - ok at first he’d find it cute. like aww, you’re whipped for him too? his cheerleader. cheerin’ him on. but then he’s looking at you, REALLY looking at you, and maybe you’ve got his number from his football jersey on your cheerleading outfit and oh god. it’s like you’ve marked his territory and he’s going insane. instantly pushing you up against the wall, pushing his hand underneath that skirt and if you’re wearing nothing underneath? he’s dead. he’s dying. ur not gonna feel ur legs after.

♡ juno

[subskz]

thoughts on free use with skz?

hmm i think chan, hyunjin, and felix might be into it the most!

channie wants to make himself useful to you in any way that he can, so ofc that extends to him letting you have him at any time and any place! that kind of devotion to your pleasure has channie written all over it~ he’d be so adorable abt it too, every time you sneak your hand under the waistband of his sweatpants out of nowhere, or grab hold of his ass and tell him to bend over, he reacts so timidly, like he doesn’t know exactly where you’re going w this. even more than the arousal he feels for what’s to come, it also just makes his heart race to know he’s wanted by you the point where you’ll take him at any time of day, sometimes multiple times a day. he’ll sit there trying his hardest not to squirm as you run your hands all over his body like you’re inspecting him to see if he’ll be of good use to you, feeling up every curve and muscle, pinching his nipples and squeezing his pecs and hips and thighs as if he’s a toy on display for you. he gets so red and stuttery, asking if he’s okay for you, promising he’ll do anything you want, whimpering so sweetly over every little way you tease his body, sometimes even yelping out when you stimulate an esp sensitive spot. he’s always so responsive and easy to fluster, that’s part of what makes it so much fun. it takes everything in him not to curl into himself and shy away from all the attention…even if he jumps and jolts and makes the most embarrassing noises, he wants to be obedient above all and let you have your way w him

he’d never forget to prep himself every day that ur free use agreement is in action! he takes it very seriously bc he just wants to make you happy, to hear you praise him for being such a good little toy, always ready to be played with <3 his stamina is also pretty good, you can ride him over and over again and he’ll keep pushing himself for you however many times you see fit, even when he’s completely spent and climaxed more times than his dizzy head can count. he’d also be more than willing to do the moving himself if you get tired and order him to satisfy you instead. he’s a natural at sevice topping, even if he doesn’t always last as long as he hopes to, he’ll let you drain every last drop of him and them some (or if you really wanna make good use of him, putting a cockring on him to keep him hard for you as long as you’d like 😽) i think his favorite thing would be when you’re reading or working or watching tv and you have him on his knees eating you out while you barely even pay attention to him. when he does manage to get an affectionate headpat or “good boy” out of you, it makes him beam with pride bc he knows that he earned it by doing well! he can’t help but let cute, happy lil noises slip out each time you do, feeding off your praises that he’s so starved for and working his mouth w even more enthusiasm no matter how tired he gets. he could stay like that for hours~

you would have to be careful though bc chan may push himself too far for you sometimes. so regular checkins to make sure he's still okay, or even sometimes deciding yourself that he can't go any further is important bc he doesn’t always do what’s best for him. you don't wanna hurt him after all ㅠ on off days, he may not ask it of you, but he needs to be spoiled rotten!! even if channie is willing to do almost anything to please you, he’s a softie at heart and loves nothing more than to be looked after in the gentlest of ways, esp after exerting himself so much for you during the week. he'd even offer to let you use him in the precious few hours he has for sleep, which you can honestly turn into an excuse to just fuck him to sleep so u can be sure he gets enough rest…tricking channie into being cared for 💗 he really gets off to the idea of being like an object of your pleasure, but his shyness interferes w that sometimes, making for the most endearing reactions ever. a meek lil “ah, wh-what are you doing?” when you pull his dick out, as if he’s not half-hard for you already. or a breathless giggle when you bring your fingers up to his plush lips in the middle of a conversation, acting sheepish for a moment before eagerly taking them into his mouth. or whining softly that it’s too embarrassing when you order him to stay shirtless for you at all times, only to get wildly turned on when he feels your eyes on him across the room. bc he’s so shy, this dynamic would definitely be limited to home and private spaces—even if the idea of you taking him in public, undressing him and wrecking him for everyone to see (maybe even joining in to use him too) makes his heart positively race. it’s more of an unattainable fantasy for him, but just having you whisper things in the middle of a scene that play into that fantasy is enough to satisfy that humiliating desire in him. esp if you mixed compliments in w it, telling him how everyone would want a chance at using his pretty body~ poor channie doesn’t have it easy being the world’s shyest exhibitionist ㅠ

hyunjin wants to completely belong to you. what thrills him the most abt free use is you having control over every little detail abt him bc he’s yours and you alone know what’s best for him, especially when it comes to his pleasure <3 on days where your dynamic is in action, he loves to let you choose what he wears, how he styles himself, even what he’s allowed to say and do (w certain limits ofc, hyune can still be a lil shy sometimes) he’s tried to obey one more than one occassion when you order him to stay completely undressed for you so you can take him at any moment, but even just walking around shirtless all day got him way too embarrassed and antsy ㅠ so he prefers you picking out his outfits for him, it feels more intimate, like a secret between you and him that he carries even when walking around in public. esp when it’s clothes that give you easy access to his body~ underwear that allows you to pull his dick out without having to remove it first, baggy sweaters that you can pull off of his torso w ease or slip your hands under to feel him up, short, dainty skirts that you can flip up to expose his underwear or unzip to make fall to his ankles when he least expects it, etc. he would absolutely wear a harness or loose shibari pattern underneath his clothes too ❤️‍🔥 he gets worked up extremely easily w you, just a few touches in the right places and he’s positively melting as if he’s the one seeking out pleasure instead of you. so needless to say, his sensitivty makes it very convenient for using him whenever the urge strikes hehe he’s always ready for you

i think hyune would fantasize a lot abt u sharing him w others, but realistically he may not actually wanna do it bc the hopeless romantic in him can't be overpowered, not even by his lust. he’s too devoted to you and he takes your relationship very seriously...we all know how he feels abt even hypothetical scenarios that involve looking at ppl other than ur partner 😭 he just wants to be your perfect doll tailored just for you. all that being said, the thought of being passed around between you and a group of others admittedly still excites him in a way he can’t explain. he may even shyly confess it to you one day so you can play into the fantasy a bit—get possessive over him, ask him why you’d ever let anyone have what belongs to you, degrade him for being such a whore that even you fucking him at all hours of the day isn’t enough to satiate him. he absolutely loves when you remind him who he belongs to. tell him that his dick is all he’s good for as you ride him until he’s cum more times than he can count, tell him that he’s molded to your shape when you peg him, tell him that he only exists for your pleasure when he gives you head. it’s intense, but it makes him absolutely crazy, he loves the possessiveness aspect of this dynamic the most. he wants to be covered w your marks at all times, all over his neck, his thighs, his stomach, his chest, like he’s a canvas for you to paint red and purple as a constant reminder that you own him. also…somnophilia 🙏 he’s already such a heavy sleeper so it makes for the perfect opportunity to incorporate it into the dynamic. when he falls asleep w that specific pair of shorts on to let u know anything goes, he’ll often wake up dazed n disoriented to find your mouth all over him, or that he’s deep inside of you just seconds away from climaxing, or with your fingers stretching him open to prepare him for your strap. and ofc his personal favorite, waking up to find his face coated w drool and juices as you grind down on it, using his perfect lips to your heart’s content. all the while, ur teasing him for being so ready to be used that he doesn’t even wake up to it, he just lies there and takes it all like he was made for <3

lix is a mix of both! he loves being of service to you, and he also just loves the idea of being owned by you. aside from physical touch, i think his favorite way to show love would be acts of service, so that makes free use right up his alley~ not to mention he seems like he’d have a pretty high sex drive…dont be fooled by his innocent looks! he’d be ready to go at any hour, even more so than hyunjin 😽 he’s like your sweet lil housecat who stays home all day looking pretty, cooking and baking, and waiting for you to give him affection whenever you see fit—sometimes, even seeking you out for it. with lixie i think on certain days he’d need to be allowed to initiate w you in this dynamic, bc he can be even more itching to go than you are and constantly wants to remind you that you can take him any time you want~ he leans into the role so naturally, you’d think he was waiting for smth like this his entire life hehe. aside from cooking and doing you lil favors, he loves to give you massages. not necessarily always in a sexual manner but they can turn that way pretty quickly. he works his little hands so well, even the most innocent touches can feel so sensual, and the satisfaction that comes from releasing all that tension in your body makes it very tempting to put your pretty boy to work in a different way. before he knows it he’s lying there w his tongue hanging out as you ride his face, pawing at your thighs like he’s continuing your massage~ he likes to wear a collar on free use days to let you know that anything goes, with a cute lil tag that says his name or smth cute like “kitty” or “plaything ♡” when you hear his bell jingling around the house, you know you’re in for a very fun day

he loves when you fuck him while he’s cooking!! it excites him like nothing else that you just have to take him right there and now, and like a good toy he has to be ready to service you. he likes it when you interrupt him when he’s in the middle of anything, honestly, it’s the most thrilling part of the dynamic to him and it makes him feel so proud when he’s able to be useful to you at any given moment, bc what you want is always more important than what he’s doing. lix would definitely be the type to wear a plug all day so he can be prepped any time you want to use him, one of those cute fluffy tail plugs to be exact. he’d be very into the catboy role 🥰 when he feels you tug on his tail w one hand as the other sneaks under his apron, his brain immediately turns to mush and he bends over the counter, not even bothering to hide his lil giggles of excitement or how he grinds back against you so eagerly, begging for you to take him. he tries his best to keep cooking for as long as he can as you’re fucking him and it’s so adorable to watch him fumble w the utensils and ingredients until eventually he’s just clawing uselessly at the counter and you have to stop him so he doesnt hurt himself and just slumps against it ): like hyune i think lix might have a fantasy of being passed around between you and a group of other ppl hehe…and unlike hyunjin he’d actually be willing to try it, as long as it’s smth you’d be into too! he’d definitely only want you to share him w your friends though, probably not strangers bc he still wants to feel a lil safe and secure abt it…he’s not quite that bold yet. the thought gets him so nervous and shy but wildly turned on at the same time, being doted on and touched and put to work by so many ppl at once would be like his own personal heaven~ he wouldn’t mind being roughed up either, as long as you guys are praising him and encouraging him the whole time for being such a good toy!! hearing all the coos and murmurs of approval as he’s being fucked senseless makes him happier than anything. it would also make him absolutely crazy if you talked abt him as if he wasn’t there through it all, just making comments amongst yourselves abt what a perfect little slut he is, how well you’ve trained him, how much he likes it when he’s filled in every possible way <3 you catch him smiling so dreamily every time your friends speak fondly of him bc he just feels so good satisfying so many ppl at once, he just wants to be useful! and he does admittedly bask in all the attention a lil bit, he can’t get enough of all the hands on him. he’s definitely the type to reach out for you and gaze straight up at you while someone else is ruining him bc he still wants to feel closest to you hehe

[yonglixx]

uwu

[sunboki]

august!! my fellow rare lixie stan you have mail <3

Pass the happy! 💌 When you get this, reply with 5 things that make you happy and send this to 10 more people! Get sending 🧸💗💭

dumplin!! my fellow lixie stan you’re amazeballs hehe, these aren’t in any order in particular

1 ) stray kids obv

2 ) digital drawing

3 ) eating with my mom & brothers n it’s quiet bc we’re just enjoying the food and each other’s company (specific ik)

4 ) that sitting-in-the-airport feeling i can’t explain

5 ) sleeping in

[kpophubb]

Open the link in 3rd paragraph first & than read the rest 🌹

Morning sunshine ☀️💖🤲🏻🥰 (I don't know what is exactly the time in your place, but I would like to think it's morning)

I literally have two minutes of my lunch, but I just wanna wish you a lovely day and I hope you feel better🤲🏻🙏🏻🥰 I know how hard the period can get , so please take care of yourself , eat good OK ? something sweet maybe some chocolate 🍪

I read your letter yesterday, and I want to take time wanted to give you a proper reply to attach pictures and just to make it so lovey-dovey 💖🤲🏻☀️ I also like the video you attached so cute so cute💗💗💗

Sending you the big warm hug 🤗, I'm gonna be short because I'm short on time but I just came here to wish you a good day I will be back later❤️❤️❤️🫶🏻

Love you my lixie 🍪🥰🤲🏻❤️🌹🫶🏻

~🐁

Hi hyunnie 🥺🫶🏻💓 …[ ♡ 💌 : 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖄𝖔𝖚 ᰔ ]…

pls I viewed the link and it was a Japanese song?🥹 I love Japanese songs I don’t know if you knew, but that made my day entirely. 🫶🏻🤍 it was evening when you sent that ask and it’s 3:30 pm here now? :p so good evening my love~🧡 I feel so special everytime you tell me you text me in between your breaks 👉🏻👈🏻 like what did I do to deserve to be so special awww.. *sobs* ☀️💛

yes don’t worry, I’m eating well and I feel better now bc the cramps subsided!! And I slept TOO well hahah😛 and pls..I’ve been having so much chocolates and fast food over the course of last 20 days (I think?) that I’ve gained 4 kg weight lol🥲 but no worries cause once I’m recovered, ima go on a diet and fix myself up again!!!

How have you been baby? You doing good? I’m so glad you liked the hyunlix edit cause that was so comforting for me too ! 🤍 have a great day ahead and remember to remind yourself today that you are ~ amazing~✨

[☁️….𝗹𝗼𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗾𝘂𝗼𝘁𝗲] ⇘ ♡♡♡♡

“honestly, without you in my life, deep inside, i've never felt alive. ... “ 💛

[gamercookies]

📷  What’s set as your phone’s lockscreen?  This one :3 <- it’s a link btw!/Pinterest

🎵 Last song you listened to? Like This - Wonder Girls 

😏 Are you on discord? Yes but not as much lol

🐰 What do you think says the most about a person? They are amazing and kind 

🐶 Are you more of a dog person or a cat person? Cat person 

🎧 Headphones or earbuds? Earbuds since I use AirPods 

🦉 Are you a morning person or a night owl? Night owl 

🧸 Favorite place to nap? At home in my bed 

🏳️‍🌈 Are you a member of the LGBTQIA+ community? Yep! An ace and lesbian myself 

🦋 Describe yourself in three words. Kind,strong and loving 

🧡 A color you can’t stand? Mostly pink, tho I used to like pink but I’m more blue 

☕ Coffee or tea? Coffee but it has to be iced :3 

🌙 How long have you been on tumblr? Since April, so about 4 months 

🔮 What’s your dream job? Transit worker 

🎤 Is there a song you know all the lyrics to? MIROTIC - TVXQ

🤎 What color is your hair? As of right now black bc it’s my natural hair but soon it will be re-dyed 

💌 Do you talk to yourself? Yea, I do 

💄 Do you wear makeup? Only foundation that’s all 

💞 @ your favorite blog. @lixies-favorite-cookie

@hannamoon143 💗🫶🏼

(I didn’t answer all Q’s bc idk !!)

~ 💖 ASK GAME 💖 ~

📷 What’s set as your phone’s lockscreen?

🍫 Cheese or chocolate?

✨ Do you have any nicknames?

🎵 Last song you listened to?

✏️ Have you ever written fanfiction?

😏 Are you on discord?

 💛 Do you have any piercings?

🐰 What do you think says the most about a person?

🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

🐶 Are you more of a dog person or a cat person?

🎧 Headphones or earbuds?

🌼 What’s the last thing you said out loud?

🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know?

🦉 Are you a morning person or a night owl?

🧸 Favorite place to nap?

🏳️‍🌈 Are you a member of the LGBTQIA+ community?

🦋 Describe yourself in three words.

👖 Jeans or sweatpants?

🥤 What’s your go-to Starbucks order?

🧡 A color you can’t stand?

💎 What’s your most prized possession?

☕ Coffee or tea?

🦖 Favorite extinct animal?

🌙 How long have you been on tumblr?

🌴 Desert island item?

🐸 Describe your aesthetic.

🔮 What’s your dream job?

💙 Relationship status?

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit.

🎤 Is there a song you know all the lyrics to?

🤎 What color is your hair?

💌 Do you talk to yourself?

💄 Do you wear makeup?

🌸 Best compliment you ever received?

💞 @ your favorite blog.

Reblogs are appreciated!

[planetdream]

Okay perv!bestfriend felix!!!! Watching movies with him and him being a mess on sex scenes, watching your reaction secretly; him being a mess seeing a little more skin than you supposed to show; him being a MESS mess staying for a night in your bed like??? Your body he dreamt of every night is so so close and barely clothered and your hair smells so good after shower and god how he's gonna sleep so dumb horny??? this boy is so unfucked :(( and he can't do anything about it because he doesn't want to ruin your friendship :( ahhh but his boners are getting so noticeable, red ears, uncontrollable stares at your boobs and lips?? The inner fight with himself every time he's alone in your room FULL of your smell and stuff.. but he's a good boy, right? Or maybe if he look at your underwear just for once- and don't make me start talking about how cutely he fucks his pillow relistening your voice messages DON'T MAKE ME START ugh this loverboy is so needy just kiss him and he will cum in his pants :((

this has been in my inbox for like . a long while now and i wanted to write something about it but obvi couldn't so sharing it just like this :) thank you for being so big brained 🫂

[lix-ables]

hello i am here to cause chaos 😌

bestie why 😀😀😀 it's nearing 2am :") WHAT have i done to you?

but this. them. okay. thank you bb 😌 prolly won't sleep now bur