#HYUNLIX LIVE WHEN

[jinikaris]

HYUNJIN and FELIX at Incheon International Airport // December 20th, 2024

[mountquokka]

Torture

Bang Chan X fem!reader

Word count: 2,291

Warnings: Dom Chan, sub reader, teasing (a lot), bit of jealousy, sir kink, mentions of Seungbin and Hyunlix, mentions of alcohol consumption, slightly tipsy sex, no protection (no), squirting, nicknames (baby, babygirl), oral (m receiving), let me know if I missed any

Summary: It’s becoming too much, you can’t do it anymore. You have to get him back.

Notes: This is part 2 to Attention

Taglist <3: @hongjoongtime117 @lee-sang1625 @wontini

<< Attention | Part 3>> 👀🤭

You were in pure agony.

You and Chan haven’t been intimate for a week but there’s been nothing but consistent teasing. All because you decided to send those pictures to him out of boredom. Was it worth it?

He’s been kissing and touching you but then walking away like nothing happened. You didn’t think about it at first, but after he did it a few times, it clicked. You realized that he was teasing you. You brought it up a few times to him but he would deny and say he’s just giving you kisses like normal. You try to believe that’s all he’s doing but you know its not.

But one day in particular… that day stood out to you the most and you knew you had to get him back.

It was a couple days ago:

You were home alone, making lunch for the both of you. He walks up behind you and smacks your butt. You look at him with a face that says “really?” He just smiled and goes to the fridge to grab a bottle of water.

After he grabs it, he sets it on the counter, he goes up behind you and starts kissing your neck and moving his hands up and down your body. You moan slightly at the touch. Having been pent up for so long, you were sensitive. You turn your head so he has more access to your sweet spot. One of his hands start going down towards your core while the other gently wraps around your neck. You start to whine hoping he would keep going this time.

He pulls back and you pout at the loss of his warmth. He turns you around, starting to kiss you. He picks you up by your thighs setting you on the counter. As he continue kissing you, he moves to your neck again, leaving marks. You whimper “S-sir please?” He goes up to your ear “no” as he bites your ear lobe. He pulls away completely, grabs his water and goes to the living room.

You sat there in disbelief, thinking “he did not just do that, oh I’m so getting him back for that.” His teasing has been going on for long enough. It’s time for him to get a taste of his own medicine. You decided to wait a couple days to think up a plan. You finally thought of the perfect one. “He’s not ready for this”

You decided to text Minho for help. You both have gotten to be really good friends. You told him what you were planning to do. He didn’t hesitate to agree. So the plan was: he will invite everyone over for a little hangout. You both will start flirting to get Chan jealous.

That will get him back for all the teasing and you’ll definitely get what you want.

The night of the hangout, you were finishing up getting ready in the bathroom connecting your bedroom while Chan was on the bed waiting on his phone. You came out the bathroom and he turned to look at you, his eyes widen. You were wearing a tight fitted crop top, jean shorts with rips and fishnets. “You ready?” You asked him as he looked you up and down, eyes lingering on your thighs, which doesn’t go unnoticed. He cleared his throat, subtly adjusting himself and replied “Y-yeah I’m ready let’s go” You chuckle as you both head out the apartment to Minho’s place.

When you got there only Felix, Hyunjin, Jeongin and Jisung were there.

You all started greeting each other when you entered. Felix is cuddled with Hyunjin and Jisung is trying his best to get Jeongin to cuddle with him. “You look hot Y/N” Jisung says as you walk towards the couch. “Thanks Ji. Always so sweet. Where’s Minnie?” Hyunjin answers sleepily “He went to go get some soju with Binnie” you nod and continue on with another conversation. After Changbin and Seungmin come back with soju and some other snacks, everyone starts figuring out what you guys were doing.

You guys decide on a movie marathon. Minho was sitting on your left and Chan was on your right. Minho leaned over and whisper, but loud enough so Chan could hear “you look good tonight” “thank you” Chan heard him but didn’t think anything of it, he knew that you two were pretty close and he trusted you.

“No I don’t like when you make it, I want Y/N to make it. She doesn’t burn it” Seungmin pouts to Changbin, as they’re cuddled up in the chair next to the couch. You giggle at their bickering and start heading towards the kitchen. You put the popcorn in the microwave and wait. You go over to the cabinet that has the bowls and noticed they were a little too high for you.“Minho could you come help me” he gets up and heads to the kitchen. “I’m surprised she didn’t ask you to help her” Jisung whispers over to Chan. Chan just shrugs but thinks the same thing to himself.

“Could you help me grab the bowl up there?” “Yeah I got it” Minho stands behind you and reaches up to grab the bowl you need. He moves his hand to your waist just below where your crop top ends, gently grazing your skin. Your skin was so soft against his fingertips that he got lost in what he was doing. He grabs the bowl and looks down at you. He gets lost in your shorter stature and you look up meet his eyes. You start to feel a little shy, noticing a look you’ve never seen before in his eyes. “Are you done popping the popcorn yet? Seungmin is getting impatient” Felix breaks you both out of the trance you were trapped in as he checks on his brownies. “Yeah almost done” you grab the bowl from Minho and go back to your task.

Chan had seen the whole scene, his seat having a clear view into the kitchen. He knows the guys jokingly flirt with you and it doesn’t bother him since they know not to cross the line. But there was something about that that made him think. It was a cute interaction but he could help the small bit of jealousy in him. “Minho doesn’t like her like that right? He’d tell me if he did” Chan thinks to himself not realizing that Changbin was talking to him. He gets out of his head and continues the conversation.

After the second movie had started, you all continued to munch on chips, brownies and already finished 2 and a half bottles of soju.

“Oh you got something on your face” Minho had taken his thumb and wiped the corner of your mouth from the brownie you were eating. Then he moved your hair from your face and smile turning back to the movie. The soju in your system controlled your emotions as you blush at the action. You’re wondering if this is still apart of the plan or not.

You're knocked out of your thoughts when Chan pulls you a little closer to him, something he did when he’s jealous. You noticed him pulling you closer and you knew your plan was working. You look at Minho and smile letting him know it’s working. You just keep making little comments about the movie to Minho, with little hints of flirting. He even puts his arm on the back of the sofa behind you.

Chan started to get annoyed by you focusing on Minho and not him. You didn’t even try cuddling with him. He kept trying to pull you closer to get you to focus on him but you stayed focus on Minho. Before he could realize and pull you into his lap and nuzzles his face into your neck, his jealousy and soju taking over.

You were surprised by the action but happy cause you succeeded. “You ok sir” you whispered to him. He groans softly at the name. He’s been on edge since he started teasing you, he didn’t get to relieve himself, feeling it wouldn’t be fair to you. “Want you…so bad” he whispered into your neck. “But we’re with everyone else” “I don’t care, I wanna go so I can ruin you” you whined a little bit at his words.

“Hey guys, Channie’s not feeling too well so we’re gonna head out” everyone nodded and hope Chan “felt better” as you two leave. “They’re totally gonna fu-”“Kim Seungmin!” Changbin glared at him “What! I know we’re all thinking it”

On the way back to your apartment, Chan couldn’t keep his hands off you. You got into the door and he closes it and pushes you against it smashing his lips onto yours.

“You’re in big fucking trouble for that shit you pulled back there” you raise your eyebrow at him “oh? What about you with all your teasing huh?” He smirked. “I had to get you back for those pictures.” You smirked yourself “and I had to get YOU back for what happened in the kitchen the other day” he thought back remembering your whimpers. He groaned “I almost didn’t want to stop but I had to keep it up. But I’m not holding back anymore.”

He picks you up by your thighs and carries you to the bedroom. He tosses you on the bed and starts kissing your neck, leaving a deep purple mark. You moan “just hurry up already I need you sir” “well aren’t we impatient” you glare at him “I’ve been waiting for a week I’ve been patient. You said you were gonna ruin me… so fucking ruin me!” He had a evil smirk on his face “oh I will but first…”He takes off his shirt and tosses it somewhere in the room.

He starts taking off your clothes and starts kissing all over your upper body “you’re gonna be a good girl and suck me off until I feel like you deserved to be fucked” you pout at him and he raises his eyebrow “got something to say babygirl” you shake your head. He smirks and starts unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his jeans. He pulls his pants and boxers down at once, his member springing out. An angry red tip staring back at you. “Get to it”

You crawl to the edge of the bed and level with his member. You arch your back with your ass sticking up in the air to try and entice him. You lick a strip up his shaft from his balls and take the tip into your mouth. The taste of his salty precum grace your tastebuds. He groans and smacks your ass. You take him all the way into your mouth, his tip nudging the back of your throat. “That’s a good girl” you moan at the praise and shake your ass to get him to smack it again. He didn’t disappoint. He smacks it again, a little harder than before and he groans a little louder. He pushes down on to keep you there for a few seconds before releasing you and doing it again and again.

You look up at him with doe-like eyes, his dick deep in your throat and he lost it “fuck I can’t take it anymore” he pulls himself out of your mouth. He pushes down to the bed and pulls you so your dripping pussy meets his throbbing cock.

He lines himself up with your entrance and pushes in. He groans missing the feeling of being inside you.

You moan his name “Ah~ Channie, faster please I need you” he goes slower “What did you call me” “Sir please go faster please” he smirks “that’s better” he pounds into you faster causing you to scream with pleasure.

Neither of you were going to last long due to all the pent of pleasure from all the teasing. “Ah~ baby I'm close” “me too, can I cum sir?” He kisses your neck, not slowing down “go ahead babygirl cum for me” you both release at the same time.

He pulls out and was about to get off the bed but you whined. You flip over sticking your ass in the air and spreading yourself open to expose the cum starting to leak out. “Please sir” he growls lowly “you’re gonna be the death of my babygirl” you whimper and shake your ass a bit. He squeezes your ass and lines himself up “are you sure baby?” You try and push back on him “yes please sir, I need you” he growls again and slams back into you. He pounds into you, you screaming his name.

A weird feeling starts building up in your lower stomach “ w-wa-wait sir” he groans “Its ok baby, you can do it. I wanna feel you squeeze me” you release with a scream, squirting all over him. He releases right after from you clenching around him. He pulls out catching his breath “Damn that was hot, you’ve never done that before” You lay there giggling softly “That felt amazing” He caresses your cheek and kisses your nose. “I should get you pent up more often” “NO!” He laughs “Ok ok let’s get you cleaned up”

He gets off the bed and goes to the bathroom. He grabs a wet rag and goes to you, cleaning you off. You start drifting to sleep, he grabs his hoodie and underwear for you and puts them on you.

He puts boxer on and gets into bed with you. “I love you baby” he kisses your forehead. You kiss his cheek “I love you too Channie” and you both cuddle and fall asleep.

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[baby-yongbok]

Go, Baby

Boyfriend!Hyunjin x Afab!Reader x Boyfriend!Felix

♡ Genre - Smut ♡ Word Count - 1.2k ♡ Summary - You give your boys a treat for being so amazing. ♡ Warning(S) + A/N - Poly!Hyunlix + This was just something that I wrote one night as I was fighting sleep at 4am. Enjoy! Reader is depicted as chubby/plus size and is a POC ♡ MDNI ✧ Masterlist ✧

They never had a problem with sharing. In fact, they were happy to have the other to show off to. They really have been the best to you ever since you got together but they've been your real life superheroes over the past couple of months. 

Naturally, you wondered how you could thank them for all of their unwavering hard work and passion. You found the answer when you heard them joking about lap dances one night in the kitchen. Why should it be limited to a joke? Let's make it reality. 

Three days later you asked them to push the loveseat in your living room directly across from the couch. Felix sat there while Hyunjin made himself comfortable on the sofa. They were confused but intrigued. They wanted to ask questions and Felix almost did, until you turned the music on. It's been five minutes since and they're still hopelessly entranced by you. 

"God, look at our baby go." Hyunjin leans forward resting his elbows on his knees. "How is she Felix?" 

"She's an angel, I swear it." Felix runs a hand up the curve of your hip. He's a goner as he watches you move, completely hypnotized by the sensual rhythm. There's a hunger in his eyes that you've never seen before. "Baby, why don't you show Hyunjin what you can do."

You slide off of Felix's lap with a smile. Indulging in a swift kiss before your knees hit the floor and you turn to face your other boyfriend. He narrows his eyes at you, keeping your gaze as you crawl over to him. You slither up to plant a kiss on his lips once you reach him. Slipping a bit of tongue into the mix to make him groan.

"You should thank Lixie for sharing, I wasn't done with him yet.”

You crawl into his lap and Hyunjin reluctantly breaks your gaze to meet Felix's, who's gawking at you with lust decorated pupils. "I'll show him how thankful I am later." With a wink, Hyunjin drags his gaze back to you. 

You can see the same hunger residing in his gaze as he looks up at you. Like a predator taking in its prey. He's more primal than Felix but you know that the blonde is more likely to bite than the raven haired beauty under you. 

"Come on, baby." He lands a light pat on your ass. Indulging in a light squeeze as he moves his hand up your back. "Show me what you got.” 

He explores you as you swirl your hips. Slow and calculated movements that encourage you to give him more. The music is a mere echo to you at this point. It's the rhythm of their breathing that you're grinding to. Hurried, desperate, sensual. 

“My god, maybe I regret giving her away.” Felix rasps from the other side of the room. He runs his hand through his hair in a desperate attempt to busy himself. If he's not distracted he's more than certain that he'll pounce on you. 

“No take backs.” Hyunjin teases, a smile in his tone but absent from his features. He's too busy studying you, taking in the smooth tick of your hips and the way your hands run over the perfect mounds that he's dying to nip at. “Show Felix a little something, baby.”

You immediately oblige, bending over further into Hyunjin so that your breasts press against his chest and your full ass is on display to the groaning blonde behind you. You can't see him but you know that he looks absolutely debauched. Messy blonde locks falling into his face as he pulls at the crotch of his sweats in a desperate attempt to make room for his growing erection. 

“Ah, fuck.” Hyunjin hisses, large hands squeezing at your sides while you shake your ass for your boyfriend behind you. 

You tick to the music, keeping a steady rhythm despite the relentless dripping of your core. “Love seeing you move like that.” Felix's eyes follow you as you whine. Drawing imaginary circles with what he perceives to be the most perfect ass to ever exist.

“Reverse, baby.” You follow his request with a smile. Whining counterclockwise and throwing in some other moves that you know drive him insane. 

“How's the view?” Hyunjin asks. 

“Sinful.” Felix groans a reply, leaning back into the loveseat. “C'mere, baby. Come back to me.” 

You sit up on Hyunjin’s lap, locking eyes with him and giving him a smile that makes his cock twitch, you can feel it. You make your way to the center of the room and look between your boys. Both disheveled and hungry for more. 

They watch as you dip your thumbs into the waistband of your shorts. Popping the fabric against your skin in an effective attempt at teasing them. They watch with bated breath as you untie the string of your shorts. Easing the fabric down your thighs inch by painful inch until they pool around your ankles. 

You bend to pick them up, swaying your hips to make sure they both get a good look. “God damn.” Hyunjin rasps with a hand resting over his hardened cock. He rubs at it subtly but it's not enough, you know it. 

“Let me have em, baby.” You turn to Felix with glowing eyes taking him in slowly as you stalk towards him. Elegant yet dangerous like a cheetah.

 You crawl into his lap, settling quickly as you lace your shorts around the back of his neck like a winter scarf. You use them as leverage to pull him into a sloppy kiss. Giving his mouth the attention you know it's been dying to have. You moan into his mouth and he licks up the sound like his life depends on it. 

Desperate hands knead at the flesh of your hips and his heaving chest is pressed firm against yours. He feels so good that you've forgotten to dance and Hyunjin is so quiet that you've forgotten his presence but you know that his eyes are on you. 

You know that he's taking in every sound, every slight grind of your hips. He's imagining the twirl of your tongue around Felix's and he's wishing that it was him that was tasting you like that. 

You pull away from Felix with a wet smack echoing from your lips. His gaze is more fucked out than hungry now, this is the look that you're familiar with.

“Having fun?” You jump when Hyunjin sounds too close to you. Suddenly you can feel the pressure of his hard cock straining against his sweats in the middle of  your back. You don't dare turn around. He thinks that's cute. 

His slender fingers wrap around your neck, splaying over the soft skin with a gentle press. He tilts your head back so that your eyes meet his, the crown of your head resting against his stomach. 

“Enough of the teasing, yeah?” He presses his cock into you at the same time that Felix grinds up against your cunt. You moan at the pressure, feeling dizzy from the slight pleasure. 

“I thought you two liked my dancing.” You smile with the tip of your tongue between your teeth. Usually they like a good tease but it seems that they've reached their limit for today.

“Oh, we love it, baby.” Hyunjin confirms as his free hand tugs at the hem of his sweats. 

Felix's lips are hot against the exposed skin of your chest. He tugs at the neckline of your tank top as his teeth nip and mark the flawless skin. He whispers between open mouthed kisses

 “Let us show you how much we love it.” 

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[frenchkisstheabyss]

♱ Ｃｉｔｉｅｓ Ｉｎ Ｄｕｓｔ ♱

♱ Pairings: vampire!hyunlix x chubby!fem!vampire!reader, vampire!bang chan

♱ Genre: vampire au/horror/angst/fluff

♱ Summary: After their lover’s taken by vampire hunters, Hyunjin and Felix are willing to do anything to get her back but finding her is only the beginning of a journey down a twisted, blood soaked path where they find there are much scarier things in the world besides them and the biggest threat of them all may be closer than they think.

♱ Word Count: 3.9k-ish

♱ Warnings: vampires, blood, violence, expressions of pain/loneliness/heartbreak, some fluffy kisses. this chapter’s more emotionally driven than ultra bloody (future chapters will for sure get a lil gory), & that’s all

♱ A/N: I’m literally so nervous posting this. It’s the first fic I’ve written in a while and moody vampires are my happy place so I really hope this finds the people who love them too and you guys enjoy it.

I'm also thanking @anyamaris for giving me the confidence to post my writing and for always taking the time out to read my stuff🖤

A vampire can meet her end in any manner of ways. She might find a sharp object driven through her chest, the bones of her ribcage fractured around her faintly beating heart.

Or she could find herself cast out into the sun for a minute too long where she’d roast fiercely from the inside out until she was nothing more than ash in the wind. 

The list goes on, if only briefly, and every hunter knows these methods like a prayer. But there’s another list. One that only certain hunters hold knowledge of. Not a list of ways to kill a vampire but of ways to make them wish you had.

You had the misfortune of coming across the latter. For you there was no archaic wooden post whittled into a stake, no afternoon spent sunbathing in the park. Locked away in the mausoleum of a dead man you've never met, you’re as alive as you’ve ever been.

Alive but paralyzed by the deprivation of the only two things that made eternity worth living. The taste of blood, warm and sweet on your tongue, and the euphoria of a love whose absence has rotted a hole in your heart. 

100 days you’ve been here, turning to stone like the angelic statues that guard your tomb, and the pain grows impossibly deeper as the next approaches.

But you’ll not have to suffer another night in this hell. You’ll be free, you’ll taste blood again, feel truly alive. Your loves will see to it. 

Standing at 712 ft tall, the Žižkov Television Tower looms above the romantically gothic city of Prague. It’s breathtaking beneath the night sky. Endless miles of beauty in every direction begging to be admired.

Most humans couldn’t dream of ever reaching the heights necessary to indulge but one man’s found himself lucky enough to take it all in. Maybe dangling upside down by your leg doesn’t technically count as luck but it’s all about perception. 

“Please! Just let me go!” the bloodied man begs, the wind cold and sharp as it whips his tears back against his red cheeks. All of the blood’s rushed to his head and his view of the horizon has blurred into something reminiscent of watercolor painting. 

“Let you go?” Hyunjin giggles, perched atop a platform. “That’s a really bad choice of words but okay.”

The dark haired vampire loosens his grip on the man’s ankle, reveling in the cry of desperation that leaves the man’s lips. Hunters are always this way when you catch them. So very pathetic. So weak. 

“Wait! No! No! Please!” the man cries in the split second before his ankle’s secure in Hyunjin’s grasp again. “I don’t know where she is. I swear to God.”

“You swear to god when you lie?” a deep voice questions, unamused with his hypocrisy. “Do you not claim to do his work? And you take his name in vain?” 

Hyunjin looks to the blond haired companion at his side, “Felix, are you telling me you don’t believe the words of this upstanding gentleman?” 

“I’m telling the truth!” the man insists, his nose beginning to snot, turning him into a blubbering mess. “I don’t know where they put her. After we took her…” 

Felix’s eyes pulse a deep, electric red at those last four words. After we took her. “So you took her! Where?” he shouts, his voice near animalistic as he reaches down, grabbing the hunter by the neck. 

It’s dizzying for the man to find himself upright for the first time in what seems to be an eternity but there’s no time to breathe a sigh of relief. Indeed, he can’t breathe at all. Felix’s hand is tight around his neck, crushing his windpipe at a torturously slow pace.

When he saw these creatures cloaked in back, their elegantly sharp features forming in the darkness of his apartment, he knew what they were and what they wanted. Who they wanted. And death inevitably lay before him.

Truth or lies? Would either change his fate? He hasn’t come to decide and there’s little time now for contemplation. 

“You need to calm down” Hyunjin cautions, razor sharp nails drumming against the metal railing. 

“Calm down?” Felix snaps, his fangs glinting in the moonlight, “You heard him. They took her. He took her! Why aren’t you angrier? Or do you even care?” 

In the blink of an eye Hyunjin is on his feet, his hand hovering near Felix’s throat, prepared to choke him the way he does the poor limp man he dangles like a ragdoll. 

“Bad things happen when we let our anger get the best of us and we don’t want that. Do we?” Hyunjin warns through gritted teeth. 

His gaze still locked on the man, Felix’s rage calms barely enough to sense. Hyunjin rests his hand against the porcelain skin of Felix’s neck, violence melting into its own strange form of empathy as he pats it gently.

They came here for the same reason and the success of this, like all they’ve ever done in their afterlife, depends entirely upon their ability not to kill each other. But other people? Well, that’s a different story. 

“One last chance. Where’d you take her?” Hyunjin presses the man, knowing every second spent here is a second wasted. 

With two sets of immortal eyes burning a hole through his very soul, the man makes a decision on his life. A decision he regrets in an instant. 

“Don’t r-remeber” he croaks out.

“Yikes” Hyunjin hisses, disappointed but almost equally excited to finally be rid of this scumbag, “Wrong choice of words yet again. Seems to be your thing.” 

Felix frees the man from his grasp, tossing him out into the night like garbage. It’s been said that when you fall from a building you black out before hitting the ground but there’s much more that happens before that final moment.

A fear so overwhelming you find yourself going borderline insane. Collapsed blood vessels. Rupturing cells. All before you hit the ground and become a piece of abstract art to be washed away in the morning. Messy, messy stuff. 

As the hunter’s screams fade into the distance below, the two vampires are left in an uncomfortable silence heavy with the weight of questions unanswered. They dropped everything to come here, chased down every lead possible, and now their most promising one is hurling towards the ground at 120mph. 

“I know she’s here somewhere” Felix sighs, breaking the silence, “I can feel her. She’s so alone, Hyunjin. She thinks we forgot about her. I can’t let her think that.”

Felix’s voice begins to crack, the heartbreak almost bringing him to tears. 101 days and every single one of them has been like a living hell. Getting closer was supposed to make things better but the closer they get the more the pain clouds their vision, thickening like fog until it’s impossible to see beyond it. 

Hyunjin can only wish for the words that will make this all better. Anything at all to cool the pain searing through their chests. Even with Felix’s eyes almost pleading for him to say something that will make him feel less alone—less like he’s the only one hurting—Hyunjin can’t manage to let the wall down. Building it was all he could do to keep from burning this city to dust and any chance of finding his love right along with it. 

“Right. Why do I bother? Why don’t you go back home, Hyunjin? Go rot with all your paintings. You always did like them better.”

Hyunjin parts his soft, rosy lips to issue another passive threat but, as quiet as his next breath, Felix disappears, abandoning him to a new brand of silence. The kind that leaves Hyunjin’s mind to race uninterrupted, sending memories washing over him so viciously he can’t resist being swept away. 

Painting by moonlight.

Hyunjin has done it countless times in the last 300 years and it never loses its charm. There’s something so romantic about it. So relaxing. Tonight’s hunt had demanded a brutality of him that he seldom likes to reveal but with every stroke of the brush against canvas the beast within him calms, lulled back to sleep by the sound of water rushing from the ornate fountains of the back garden.

The subject of Hyunjin’s painting sits peacefully in the distance. A sprawling English manor that he’s called home for the past 50 years. Despite an external appearance that might have one think people were once beheaded on these grounds by some temperamental tyrant—they likely were—it emanates a sense of warmth from within and the source of it just sped past in a blur of light, nearly knocking his painting over. 

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” you apologize, stopping to catch your breath. Carefully straightening the canvas back out on the easel, another blur whisks by, knocking you into the grass. 

“Tag! You’re it now!” Felix declares gleefully, his limbs intertwined with yours as you struggle to sit up.

“I can’t be it if you break my back.”

“Your enemies don’t care if they break your back, my little flower” Felix hums, picking blades of grass from your hair. 

Hyunjin rolls his eyes, turning his attention back to his painting as he mouths every word that Felix says next. 

“You have to keep your endurance up. Never let anyone get the advantage. Life may seem sweet behind these walls but trust me…”

You let out a giggle at the faces Hyunjin makes as he mimics a dead serious Felix. It isn’t that you don’t take Felix seriously. He’s lived much longer than you have, gone through things you couldn’t imagine. All he wants to do is protect you, it’s more than anyone ever did for you in your mortal life, but sometimes you wish he’d stop worrying. For his own sake. 

Felix frowns, your giggles drawing his attention to Hyunjin. “Are you making fun of me?” 

“Making fun of you?” Hyunjin gasps, crossing his legs. “I’d never make fun of you baby brother.”

“Baby brother? You’re older than me by 5 months!”

Hyunjin grins, never bored with his ability to get under Felix’s skin. “5 months and 26 days. Can’t forget the 26 days.”  

As much as you adore their trademark bickering, the grass is itchy and your back actually hurts. You’re hardly in the mood for this tonight.

Grabbing Felix by the collar, you kiss him before he can take Hyunjin’s bait. You only intend for it to be the faintest peck, just enough to shut him up, but he wastes no time pulling you on top of him and enveloping you in his arms.

The kiss deepens as his fingers massage the fullness of your figure through the plush cotton of your dress. His touch makes any bit of pain you feel melt away, replacing it with a tingling sensation that spreads throughout your entire body.

You forget in this moment that anything else exists in the world. There’s only the feeling of his lips pressed against yours, your hearts matching each other’s rhythm as the heat grows between you. 

Hyunjin can feel it too. Every sensation Felix takes in. It snuffs out his own senses, replacing the feeling of the carved wooden brush in his hand with the sinfully tempting softness of your flesh. He can taste you on his tongue, smell the delicate floral scent of your perfume. It’s everything he wants and nothing he needs right now. 

“I guess I’ll leave you two lovebirds to it. Go hurl myself into the sun or something.”

Hyunjin makes no attempt at hiding his irritation as he walks off, leaving his things behind. 

“Is that jealousy I sense?” you tease, appearing in front of him with an innocent pout on your face. 

He shoos you away,  offended at the accusation that he’d ever waste his energy on such an insignificant human emotion.

“No. Just bored” he lies, attempting to step around you. 

You block his way, placing a hand on each of his cheeks to keep his eyes fixed on you. “You’re both very special to me. I love you and I never want you to get so…bored that you forget that.” 

It’s silly to imply that your love is something he could ever question. There are many things he’s come to question in this world but the day will never come where that’s among them.

No matter how close he finds himself teetering on the edge of that thing called jealousy. Just having you near him, staring at him with stars in your eyes like he’s the center of the universe, is enough to bring him back from it. 

Hyunjin takes you by the waist, pulling you closer and into a kiss much deeper than the last. He has a way of enchanting you so completely that you’d swear you were under a spell. A spell cast on your soul, laced within his kiss, and sealed with the fingertips that trail their way up your spine. If there’s a way to break it may that secret remain buried for the length of eternity. 

“I love you too” he whispers, sending all of the blood from your last meal rushing to your cheeks.

“Good because you…are…it!” You tag him on the shoulder and disappear into the surrounding forest, cloaked by the shadows of the trees.

Felix hops to his feet, knowing Hyunjin’s competitive streak won’t let him sit this one out.  “Do I get a head start?”

Hyunjin laughs, baring his fangs, “Just shut up and run.” 

Felix follows your lead and Hyunjin wastes no time taking off after the two of you. Suspecting that you’ve found yourself a hiding space by now, Hyunjin focuses on who he senses closest to him. Maneuvering through the trees with a graceful swiftness, Hyunjin zones out the symphony of the night to isolate the sound of Felix’s breathing.

Felix has managed to make it imperceptible enough that a less experienced vampire may not know he was breathing at all. Picking up speed, he circles around Felix, slamming into him as he jumps to perch atop a branch.

Felix hits the ground with a thud, rolling through the dirt and into a small pile of leaves. 

“I really have to learn how to fall.”

Hyunjin helps him to his feet but not without rubbing it in. 

“All these years and you still can’t outrun me.” 

Felix shrugs, dusting himself off, “Maybe I just wanted to slow you down.” 

“Betrayal!” Hyunjin gasps, “You’ll pay for this later.” 

He turns to chase after you, determined not to let you get one up on him, but Felix grabs him by the arm, a look of concern painting his face. 

“Do you smell that?” Felix frowns, sniffing the air.

His nostrils are assaulted by the bitter smell of something burning nearby. He takes a few steps back towards the house and the air grows thicker with the scent of wood burning like kindling for a campfire. But it’s more than that. 

Hyunjin picks up on it too, glancing back to spot flames dancing in the windows of the place you call home. Without thinking, they race back through the forest, effortlessly closing the distance between them and the burning manor.

They make it to the backdoor in time to see it engulfed by flames that climb the side of the building, torching the rose vines you spent all summer tending to.

“Stay back here!” Felix shouts, already charting an alternate course into the house, “I’ll go around front and find another way in!”

Hyunjin watches in shock as the windows of the top floor shatter, sending glass cascading to the ground. The way the fire’s burning, it doesn’t make sense. There’s no pattern. No source. Something’s not right. 

And that’s when the true panic sets in. The realization that something’s missing. Someone’s missing.

“Where is she?” he asks, his heart sinking. 

The question stops Felix where he stands and his eyes drifts back to the forest. He may nag you about the need to sharpen your abilities but you’re the most perceptive vampire he’s ever met. If they picked up on the scent of smoke you would’ve too. You’d be here by now. 

A new possibility opens up, turning his stomach. You wouldn’t have gone back into the house. You couldn’t have. He shakes it off, venturing back into the garden to find you.

Hyunjin has the same worry but can’t bring himself to quiet it. Taking a few steps back, he closes his eyes and hurls his body through a first floor window. His body slams against the floor, dislocating his shoulder. The pain is blinding, shooting through his right side like a jolt of electricity. 

Flames roar around him, swallowing up everything he ever held dear and none of it means a thing. There’s only one thing he cares about and he’ll lose himself before he loses you. Crawling to his feet, cuts littering his once perfect face, he calls out to you but is met with only silence. 

Outside Felix has abandoned the garden to search for you in the woods where the only creatures returning his cries are those of the woodlands. They scream for you until their throats are raw. Beg for any sign you’re there until tears sting their eyes and stain their cheeks. Until the flames eat the walls like acid and the forest becomes a black barren sea. 

They search for you, weep for you, but you’re gone—ripped away from them—and the pain they feel now is nothing compared to what’s to come. 

Flowing through the city’s center, the Vltava River is said to be a place where one can find peace. Amongst all the lights and buzzing tourism, this spot on the bridge was supposed to be soothing but, unfortunately for Felix, he can only muster up annoyance and something he’s yet to recognize as a drop of envy. 

Below him private yachts and ferry boats float their way up and down the river. They’re brimming with humans laughing and partying. Their joy permeates everything, giving the city a feeling of lightness that he promptly rejects.

A few months ago he might’ve found this city charming, maybe even smiled at the simple joys humans seem to find in life, but now all that’s beautiful feels tainted. 

“It doesn’t have to be,” a friendly voice reassures him. 

Felix jumps back, startled by the sudden appearance of a young man not much older than he is. Dressed in all black designer clothing from head to toe, he still manages to carry himself with the laid back energy of the type of guy who’s everyone’s best friend. But there’s something off about him and it makes Felix’s skin crawl.

He extends a hand to Felix, a peace offering of sorts before the war has even begun. 

“It doesn’t have to be what?” Felix asks, staring at his hand as if it were laced with poison. 

“Tainted. Darkness and beauty can coexist, yeah?” 

“How’d you…”

The man’s eyes pulse red, answering Felix’s question in an instant. Another vampire? He recognizes that accent. It’s similar to his own. This one’s not from here. 

“I’m from Australia. Name’s Chris. Nice to meet you, Felix.” 

Felix’s skin’s no longer crawling, it’s crawling off.

Chris keeps his hand out, a sugary sweet grin stretched across his lips. He’s immovable and something tells Felix if he doesn’t give in now they’ll be here all night.

He cautiously shakes his hand, trying to assess the vampire’s intentions without giving too much away. Mind reading isn’t a gift all vampires have. It’s a power said to fall to the eldest or craziest amongst them and it’s much too early to say which to file this one under. 

“A vampire who can read minds,” Felix sighs, unimpressed. “I’ve never met one of you before. So is this what you do? Just go digging around in people’s minds without their permission? I already hate it.”

“You’re sassy. I like you” Chris laughs, taking a moment to admire the view. “Too uptight though. It won’t kill you to unwind a little. Take in some of the sights. Ever been to Olšany Cemetery?”

“A vampire hanging at the cemetery?” Felix scoffs, turning back to the river. “A bit cliche, don’t you think?”

“I don’t know. Would you risk being cliche if it meant finding her?”

Felix’s blood runs cold, rage melding with confusion. Chris pats him on the shoulder, a superficial display of familiarity for the blissfully ignorant humans walking by. 

“Probably wanna rip my head off now, hmm? But you can’t” he taunts, “Not in front of all these people and even if you tried to fight me I can assure you that you’d lose and your little Hyunjin would be left all alone in the world again. How depressing.”

Felix grabs him by the wrist, threatening to crush it as he peels his hand away from his shoulder. “What are you talking about?”

Amused by the whole ordeal, Chris sees no reason to hold out. That isn’t why he came here after all.

“In Olšany Cemetery there’s a mausoleum. It’s guarded by two marble angels. An architect’s buried there” he trails off in thought, pretending to forget where he was going with this, “Oh yes, but he’s not there anymore. There’s somebody else.” 

“Somebody like who?” 

Bone should be splintering right now from the force of his fingers contorted around Chris’ wrist but nothing’s happened. It hurts like a pinch from a child, barely enough to bat an eye at, let alone inflict genuine pain. Maybe this vampire isn’t older or crazier than he is. Maybe he’s both.

“The girl you’re searching for. Go there and you’ll find her but be careful…” Chris warns but his words fall on deaf ears as Felix shoves past him, having heard everything he needs to abandon the unpleasantness of this interaction. 

There’s nothing about this stranger that he trusts. In fact, he’s never met anyone he disliked so much so soon but this isn't a lie. There’s no logic for it, no sound reasoning to justify why he’s digging his phone out to find the fastest way to some old cemetery on the edge of the city.

He knows nothing of the vampire’s motives or how, even with his abilities, he knows all that he does. They’re questions whose answers will have to wait until he finds you and nothing in the world, not even his own doubts, can stop him.

“I was just gonna tell you to be careful. She’s not who you think she is anymore” Chris mumbles to himself. “Actually I think she’s something far better.” 

[hyuneskkami]

❪ ⭑ ❫ starlight: chapter 2───lee know.

02. black cat… cats! plural.

ꕀ cw. mentions of dizziness due to exhaustion , lots of nicknames , being called ‘baby’ , hinting at hyunlix ; wc. 1.07k

the next morning, I woke up to a bunch of texts from my manager, explaining when the collab stage would be, and its theme.

we were collaborating for day 2 of our concerts in tokyo, since we had the same dates for our tour in japan, and were set to play in the same location for day 2.

the collab stage in japan was set for next month, which meant we had just that long to plan, learn, and rehearse. it also meant that I could spend a whole month with my best friends, ‘professionally’.

(though hyunjin was slightly sad that we’d have to postpone our hangout in paris as well as our concerts in paris (to focus on the collab), he was very happy that it meant I could spend a whole month with them.)

starting tomorrow, I was told that i’d be given a room at the skz dorms to live with them, and I was so excited about it, I finished packing all my stuff in an hour.

after that, the ride to the jype building was quite short. I rolled out my twin suitcases, paid the taxi driver, and entered the building to meet the boys.

I immediately dropped the handle of my suitcases and ran to chan when I saw him. he embraced me in a tight hug, which could only be described as a bear hug.

“channie hyung! I can’t— breathe—”

“y/n-ah! you’re finally here!” he said, loosening his grip around me.

“when do we start practice?” I asked, eyes wide with excitement.

“oh baby, you’re so hyper, hm? let’s meet up with rest of the boys first,” he hummed. he took my suitcases with him, and we talked till we reached the room where they had been practicing.

as soon as I opened the door, jeongin came running and bumped into me.

“noona! you’re finally here!” he screamed into my ear, hugging me as we both fell onto the floor.

“iyyenah! I missed you, my little baby,” I cooed.

han pulled us up, and detached jeongin from my arms so he could hug me too.

“n/n-ah, it’s been too long! do you just come for hyunjin and ayen? not for us?” han asked, making doe eyes at me. more like, boba eyes.

I pinched his cheek in response, smiling. “don’t worry hanji, i’ll be with you guys for the entire next month, so you can’t get rid of me easily then.”

chan clapped his hands to draw attention. “y/n’s going to be staying at the dorms with us, starting today. so i’m expecting that you guys will at least try to behave a little decently.”

they were anything but decent.

over the next few days, while I got settled in the dorms, I saw many unspeakable things: ramen on the couch, shirtless men walking around, seungmin being a menace, butt-hunter lee know, and chan being bullied by all the others. I wish I could sell this content to STAYs and become rich, ugh.

I had gotten closer with changbin due to our shared love for working out, and with seungmin because we both simply loved annoying everyone together (han complained about having two seungmins ‘as if one wasn’t enough’).

the only one that didn’t fit into my grand scheme of things was lee know. from the first second we laid our eyes on each other, we started bickering.

“yah! y/n! can you take your weird slippers away from here? it’s blocking my way,” he said, rolling his eyes. speak of the devil.

“move them yourself,” I grumbled back from my spot on the couch, where I was sitting to watch some anime with felix.

for many years (since our debuts), fans of both stray kids and my music, constantly theorised about how similar lee know and I were. I did do my research on it (obviously) too. my tasteful analysis and conclusions revealed that he was… amazing. I liked his style, his dance, his personality, everything.

the problem was, those side-by-side dance comparison videos made by fans actually made sense. we did have the same dance style. and the exact same personality, apparently.

and that is exactly why we started bickering. our dynamic just made sense if we were like that. not like I have a problem, because it’s actually fun and entertaining most of the time (there were complains of having two lee know’s too, now).

“she’s such a black cat!” jeongin said.

“black cat… cats! plural. both lee know and her,” chan added.

soon enough, we had only two weeks before the collab stage. we had surprisingly finished all practices already, and just had to rehearse now.

vocal practices were always fun in rooms with air conditioning, and while I loved the dance practices with a bickering lee know and god-knows-what-they-are hyunjin and felix, I would definitely have preferred not to be drenched in sweat by the end of practice everyday.

it was our last day practicing at the jype building, since chan told us we’d be flying to japan tonight. apparently, our managers wanted us to ‘officially’ announce the collab via a vlog in tokyo.

hyunjin and felix had decided to head back to the dorms early to start packing. lee know and I stayed for a final practice, since we had both already finished and had our suitcases ready.

halfway through the dance, black spots began to cloud my vision. I felt my body sway a little slower, and it felt like marbles were rolling inside my brain. either I was hallucinating, or lee know was looking smaller and looked like he was much farther away.

is this because of the three-hours-per-day sleep schedule? or something else?

I tried to push through to finish the practice, but I felt myself falling. strong arms wrapped around my waist before I fell to the floor, saving me from a concussion.

ah, my hero, of course. lee know.

“y/n? Y/N? where’s your water bottle— nevermind, just take mine,” lee know spoke fast, half-dragging half-walking me to the chair near his bag. he helped me sit down, and shifted around to get his bottle.

I felt his hand open my mouth and water was poured into my mouth, some of it dripping down, as my head was against the wall.

he closed the bottle, and moved me so I could rest my head on his lap, and dabbed at the drops of water running down my mouth with the sleeve of his jacket.

“why can’t you just rest enough, n/n,” he whispered. “you always get me so worried.” he stroked his fingers gently through my hair, and the dizziness slowly turned into sleep.

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[diddybok]

May I request a poly skz + reader, or just Minsung or Chanlix/Hyunlix if you want, totally up to you. Reader relatively new to the relationship and is trying their best to be the best partner to all parties, but doesn’t feel like it’s being returned. They feel like skz (or whichever ship you choose) is too into each other and not them, like the shiny new toy isn’t exciting anymore. One night, after everyone goes to sleep, reader gets their things and leaves without saying anything. You can change the plot a bit if you’d like. If you’re not comfortable with writing it, that’s ok!🩵

all characters depicted in my writing are from my own imagination and do NOT in any way represent nor reflect the people in real life :)

➩pairing: minsung x gn!reader

➩genre(s): angst, poly!skz

➩warnings: none

➩wc: 0.6k (655)

➩author’s note: sorry this took so long, i hope it was even a fraction of what you wanted!

➩part(s): next

You are exhausted. To put it plainly. You just don’t know how much more you can take. Of course you love the boys, you really do. However something has shifted, and not for the better.

First you started noticing small changes. When Jisung and Minho would come back late from practice, they would usually bring you a sweet treat followed by kisses and cuddles to make up for the lost time. Now it’s barely even a ‘Sorry we’re home late.”

You aren’t used to this, used to feeling like an afterthought in your own relationship. Then again, you weren’t quite sure how well it was going to go between the three of you. They were already so in tune with each other and then you came along.

They made you feel like the missing piece. The rarest jewel to add to their shiny golden crown. You didn’t think it was possible to be truly loved by two people, nor did you think you could love two people as much as you do them.

The tender care and appreciation that came from the both of them was nothing short of remarkable. The intimacy that was shared between the three of you was never overwhelming.

You love Minho. You love Jisung. They love you.

At least, they loved you.

When it was once you in the middle, being doted on each side by the boys you adored. You now reside on the outside as they cuddle each other, a pity hand resting upon your thigh.

When it was once you who ran you fingers through both of their hair as they melted into your touch. You now get told “You don’t have to do that tonight.” “You seem tired you should get some rest.” “It’s alright, I’ll do it for him.”

When it was once a trio. It now falls back into the familiar routine of when you weren’t even a blimp in their lives. Minho and Jisung against the world, oh and Y/n.

“Do you guys still love me?” You would ask timidly.

“Of course we do Y/n! Why would you think such a thing?”

You thought you had done something wrong. Why were they pushing you away? Even when you increased the amount of love you were giving them, you didn’t get anything back.

You were always at the tail end of the relationship. It only became clear to you now.

You still love them. Of course you do. How could you not?

But you are no fool. You are not one to be strung along like a little pet on a leash. You know when you aren’t wanted. When you, the jewel, were not quite glued in securely and fell out of the crown.

Perhaps it always looked better with only the two jewels. Perhaps you were there as a tester, to see what it would look like.

New and exciting, glamorous and beautiful. It was what they needed…until they didn’t.

As you lay at the edge of the bed, the two of them cuddling beside you, you quietly unwrap yourself from the sheets. You grab your already packed bag that was in the wardrobe.

They didn’t even notice your toothbrush was gone when they came home late and did their nightly routine.

Yes but they didn’t even give you a kiss goodnight.

You shouldn’t cry, but you can’t help the tears that cascade down your cheeks.

You know it is for the best. You need to put yourself first, your feelings first.

Which is why you place the key you had to the house on the kitchen island. You don’t look back as you walk out the door. Walk out of their lives.

Maybe that was what they wanted from you all along?

Maybe you just weren’t ready for something like this?

Or maybe you know your worth. You know you’re worth enough to be loved as much as you love.

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[ohitsjae]

Little!Han Jisung

tags: Age Regression, Little Han Jisung, Caregivers Stray kids, sfw - i.e.: this is non-sexual age regression NOT age play, gen/no romance

mentions of: main caregivers Minho and Chan

summary: a series of unrelated scenarios/imagines based on Jisung in Little space - the age is undisclosed but I picture him around 1-4 years old depending on the scenario

Little Jisung who always has to have a paci or a teether or else he will ruin the neckline and sleeves of his shirt/hoodie by chewing on it. All of his stuffed toys have had the ears chewed to the point where they've normally got one ear bigger than the other because he only chews one side.

Little Jisung who is the kind of kid that cares about the box as much as the toy. I just think his imagination and creativity would translate so well into his littlespace. Like Minchan buying him a railway set and Jisung doesn't play with it for hours because he's made his own train out of the box it came in and having rubber ducks for bath time but he also has different coloured plastic cups to play with as well.

Little Jisung who gets really clingy to the members but it's always so particular. Like one time he gets attached to Seungin another time it was Hyunlix. The members all secretly hope that it's them Jisung will attach to this time because they all adore looking after him and having his full attention. But no matter who he's attached to, it's always Minchan who can settle him when he gets fussy or scared.

Speaking of scared - Little Jisung who gets *startled* easily but settles just as quickly. But loud noises and flashing lights *scare* him and it can take nearly an hour for Minho or Chan to calm him down again. If Minchan are both out of the dorm it's a nightmare for the other members because they just can't settle him the way those two can. Changbin is a close third though so if something happens and the hyungs are out, Changbin gets Jisung thrown at him. He doesn't mind, he loves looking after Sung and holding him while he cries is part of that plus he - secretly, selfishly - loves that he can make the little calm down and smile when everyone else is struggling.

Little Jisung who everyone thought would love music in headspace but instead music 9/10 times pulls him out of his little space because it's so natural for him to analyse any music he's listening to. Either to improve his own abilities or to see if there's something for him to sample. The only time music doesn't pull him up is when he watches ghibli films.

Little Jisung who has mastered those kids cups I keep seeing on tik tok - the ones that have a suction pad on the bottom and stick to the table and only kids manage to pick them up. He shows off with it all the time, offering to be 'helpful' and unstick it from whatever surface his little self stuck it to this time just so he can watch the frustration build in his members' faces because they just spent 20 minutes trying to get it off the dishwasher door, just for Jisung to take all of 10 seconds removing it. (Sometimes when he's little he'll 'accidentally' stick it to something inconvenient like a door or window just so his big self can show off - the members haven't realised this yet but Seungmin suspects).

Little Jisung who goes non/semi-verbal sometimes and just hums and giggles to himself maybe repeating a word or phrase that hes heard one of the others say. One time this happened, Jeongin tripped over the coffee table and swore, the only word Jisung was able to say for the rest of the day was 'shit'. Innie has never lived it down and swears Sung did it on purpose but Jisung is adamant that his little self just liked the sound of the word and so copied him.

All the members have different activities that are *their* activities to do with Jisung when he's in headspace:

Chan: When Jisung is really young, the only person he wants is Chan. I think they do a lot of tummy time, the baby sensory blankets you can get that have different sections with all different textures and colours plus they watch a lot of baby sensory videos. They also sometimes have foam building blocks or do fingerpainting if Jisung's feeling creative - but they have to be careful, because Jisung Will Try and stick his fingers in his mouth regardless of if there's any paint on them or not.

Minho: Dinner time is Minho's time! Jisung always wants to be sat next to Minho or on his lap - depending on his age - and if Minho isn't feeding him he Will Cry. He also likes to watch Minho cook, he's never really old enough to properly help in the kitchen but he likes sitting on the floor/at the kitchen table/on the counter and watching Minho hum and dance his way through making dinner. Sometimes he'll try and reach over to sneak a bite of whatever is being made - although he's not very sneaking because he normally starts humming the mission impossible theme tune. Minho normally leaves a bit 'accidentally' to the side for Sung to 'steal' though and loves watching Jisung happy stim at the great tasting food.

Changbin: Changbin is the master of bath time. He's the only one who can get Jisung in the bath without the little crying or throwing a tantrum. He normally ends up as soaked as Sung but it's worth it to see the little splashing around with the rubber ducks or plastic cups he has. He always gives the best scalp massage and makes bubble-beards for him and Sung!

Hyunjin: stories. Jisung always goes to Hyunjin for stories, naptime or bedtime stories or just when he's tired and bored and wants to listen to something. Hyunjin does all the voice and, if Sung is younger and they're going through a picture book, he does all the different animal noises. Plus, so long as it isn't bedtime and he doesn't have to worry about winding down, he'll tickle or push or bounce Sung around in time with the main character making him all giggly and slightly hyper.

Felix: I think, when Jisung is in his older headspace, Felix would bake with him. Little things that aren't too complicated like cupcakes and cookies. Mainly because I can remember doing this as a kid and I absolutely adored it. They'd sit at the kitchen table and Felix would have everything pre-measure so all they have to do is mix the ingredients and put them in cases. When whatever they've made has finished baking, Jisung goes round to each of the members and offers them each a cupcake/cookie/whatever and they've never said no to him because he always looks so proud of 'his' creations and gives them a huge smile when they tell him it's really good.

Seungmin: I think Minnie would play a lot of games with Sung. Whether that's things like snap, memory games or even uno if Jisung is feeling old enough, or games like hide and seek, peek-a-boo and he always joins Sung when he's playing with toy cars/trains/etc. Their favourite is a big farm house that they brought Jisung, it's got loads of animals and fence pieces so you can build your own farm and the two of them always try and get Hyunjin to join them and then make him do all the animal noises.

Jeongin: at one point Jeongin wanted to be a nursery(/kindergarten) teacher so I think he'd really enjoy doing the more educational activities with Sung. When the little is 3-4 years old, Innie likes doing colouring and counting activities, worksheets that have dot-dot or naming shapes/numbers/etc those kind of things. They also play with playdough a lot making different shapes or making the different pets of SKZ. Sung is always really proud of what they do and of course, all his worksheets go on the fridge (Chan nearly has a heart attack at one point when they go live and he thinks they've forgetten to take them down).

---- This was a bit niche aha but if I'm not projecting onto my bias then what's the point!! Hope you enjoyed it!! 🦦

[houpss]

Relationships with SKZ

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BANG CHAN+HWANG LILY (Chanly):

To begin with, she was deeply in love with him and Now she feels great affection for him, she literally cannot live without him for a second.

She literally fell in love with Chan because he was so kind to her while they were trainees.

Very cute and soft duet.

Lily helped Chan a lot with his self-esteem and self-acceptance, they did a great job together.

And Chan is always there when Lily has anxiety attacks or panic attacks, he's always there.

She is his regular guest in the Chan's room (more on that later)

Very popular pairing!!! (hyunlix, minsung and chanly almost three main ways )

She cried every time he said something bad to himself.

She takes him shopping, because Chan doesn’t really like this business.

The NOT funniest jokes that only they laugh at .

Mmm, she loves Chan's curls, plays with them every chance she gets.

bro...they're literally dating, don't you get it? THEY'RE IN A RELATIONSHIP

How did it happen?

Literally one phrase from Lily one cold and bad evening changed everything

Nicknames for the Chan (in phone):Channie wife 🌹

Nicknames for the Lily (in phone): Teddy Lily 🐻❤️

LEE KNOW+HWANG LILY (Limin):

Minho was extremely annoyed that Lily would be in a MAN group.

Constant joint training brought them closer, very close.

In front of the cameras, they tease each other and literally mock each other, but outside the cameras...

Outside of cameras and public life, they are together, they love each other

bro...they are like brother and sister. they love each other so much

Lily is very attracted to him

Dance duet. THEY DANCED THE TROUBLE MAKER (what Hyunjin and Minho danced)

Small acts of caring.

He holds her hand in public, this is the norm.

They watch anime or cook together (that's why they live in the same dorm)

So much sarcasm.

Lily mom sunidunidori.

A couple of volunteers and a couple of sincerity

Nicknames for Lee Know (in phone): cat lover 🐈‍⬛

Nicknames for Lily (in phone): annoying lady 👾

SEO CHANGBIN+HWANG LILY (Binli):

THEY BECAME FRIENDS RIGHT AFTER CHANGBIN JOINED JYP.

Lily can just walk up to him and start screaming and Changbin will scream back.

They eat together and always eat.

She makes fun of Changbin because of his height, and Changbin is indignant.

Changbin steals Lily's cookies.

the noisiest in the group and in the company.

Changbinie teaches Lily women's choreography.

Lily dies at the sight of his muscles.

"My little dwaekki is lives in the gym???"

They're just fun and noisy.

Sometimes they write song lyrics together.

Nicknames for Changbin (in phone):Changbin 🐽🐰

Nicknames for Lily (in phone):LILYYYY ❤️

HWANG HYUNJIN+HWANG LILY (Lyhyun):

We disliked each other a little before debut.

But this immediately passed when the survival show began.

So aesthetic and flirty together 🫦

Hyunjin has a collection of Lily's portraits.

She makes hairstyles out of his hair, but Lily's favorite hairstyle is TWO TAIL ON THE SIDE (I’m dying, girls)

Hyunjin doesn't like to be touched a lot, but she's allowed.

She protects him from all the hate 🥺🥺

So beautiful and their interactions are going viral on social media.

Lily often watches Hyunjin draw, it's just so cozy.

THEIR HANDS DIFFERENCE.. Hyunjin's arms are 20.5 cm, and Lily's are 16.5.

He kissed her once on the cheek at a concert (oh my god, how the fans love it)

"My world is your peace of mind, and I am your protection"

Nicknames for Hyunjin (in phone): Mr.Hwang

Nicknames for Lily (in phone):Mrs.Hwang

HAN JISUNG+HWANG LILY (Lisung):

These bro jokers of the group.

They both have mental problems...

They write sad lyrical songs together.

Sweet tooth and of course the leaders of the sunny trio.

He's so chaotic and she's calm.

There are paired rings and paired T-shirts, the participants consider their T-shirts to be cringe, but they like it.

A very noisy duet part 2

Lily Paints Jisung's Nails.

They walk together to refresh their minds and get back to normal.

Walking with dogs is possible!

High notes are their place of comfort.

They didn't communicate during their trainee days.

Nicknames for Jisung (in phone): Squirrel 🌙

Nicknames for Lily (in phone): Lily ily

LEE FELIX+HWANG LILY (Lilix):

HER LITTLE BOY LIX 🥺🥺🥺

completes the sunny trio.

UBUBUBU LILY IS VERY GENTLE AND CAREFUL WITH HIM.

they bake desserts together!

Felix arranges ASMR sessions for Lily.

She saw his abs and went crazy.

Literally two kittens.

Lily's soft voice and Felix's bass....

They have several covers and songs together and maybe stay will hear them.

She was very careful and gentle with him during her trainee days, because Felix was very shy and afraid.

HE IS HER SUNSHINE:(((

They're soulmates, okay?

The second most popular pairing is with Lily (Chanly is in first place, and Limin is in third)

Nicknames for Felix (in phone): Bby sunny 🥺🩷

Nicknames for Lily (in phone): Kitten soo 😼

KIM SEUNGMIN+HWANG LILY (Seungly):

Okay...he's a pain in her ass.

SHE BARKED AROUND HIM ONCE (he thinks she's weird)

Lily loves his vocals and his voice.

Seungmin mocks Lily, but he also knows how to care.

Seungmin teaches Lily to play baseball, but she is not a very good player.

He takes photos of her, because according to Lily, Seungmin takes the best photos.

Snarky #1

When she is anxious, he brings her some soft toy and leaves.

But then the boy always finds out how she feels.

DAY6 FANS

Let Seungmin smile so widely next to Lily

Nicknames for Seungmin (in phone): Don't pick up the phone

Nicknames for Lily (in phone): Lily bear

I.N+HWANG LILY (Lijeon):

Her sweet child!

But, I want to say that Jeongin is 23 (!) and he is such a protection and support for Lily, he loves her very much 🥺

They go to Busan together and hang out there

Jeongin's family considers Lily their daughter (problems in Lily's family)

Jeongin is so handsome and sweet, Lily loves his company

He repeatedly selected looks and outfits for her for some outings and she did the same for him.

Jeongin allows Lily to hug him WITHOUT PROBLEMS AND NOT LIKE WITH THE OTHER MEMBERS.

Literally helped him with his homework

They have a card (which all the Stays fight for) where they are hugging and they are wearing pale pink outfits

They watch dramas at night (Chan scolds them for this).

Nicknames for Jeongin (in phone): millionaire guy

Nicknames for Lily (in phone): beautiful bear 🐻🫂

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

intervention:

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 1.5k

𝙖/𝙣: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABEEEE @sirloncelot-of-bananas this one's for you :3

𝙩/𝙬: read at your own risk!! kinda rough :D but also im sorry if this is straight crap

𝒍𝒆𝒆: jeongin

𝙡𝙚𝙧: skz

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @jeonginsdiary @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpagess @lajanaa @a-wild-seungberry @channieissocute125 @soap143 @seungsluvv @skznccmlee @moony-9 @sunny-117 @minnielvrr @reginald-stay09 @lunalattae @just-hyunlix-things

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞? 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐛s🖤

Hyunjin and Changbin stood at the front of the living room, both of them rubbing their temples in synchronized exasperation as they addressed the rest of the boys, at least, five of them, sprawled lazily across the couches.

"Okay, so it’s not just me, right?" Hyunjin started, tone irritated but with a spark of amusement in his eyes. "Innie’s been extra bratty lately?"

“Oh my god, yes,” Jisung groaned, flopping dramatically over Minho’s lap. Chan nodded with a sigh that carried the weight of a thousand boulders. “He told me I need to stop frowning like a concerned dad.”

"Which is not...entirely wrong," Minho added with a deadpan look, receiving a cushion to the face from Chan.

Just then, the door creaked open, and in sauntered the brat himself.

Jeongin, utterly oblivious to the trap he’d walked into, raised an eyebrow at the solemn formation of his hyungs. “What’s with the funeral vibes? Did one of you finally realize you peaked in 2019?”

"Oh nothing," Felix smiled. "Just thinking about our lovely maknae~"

“Yeah,” Seungmin added with an eerie softness, cracking his knuckles. “Our sassy, mouthy, ticklish maknae.”

Jeongin’s heart stuttered in his chest. His body went stiff. His mouth opened slightly in a silent gasp, eyes widening.

“You wouldn’t...” He whispered, voice betraying the sudden panic curling in his chest.

But he knew. They absolutely would.

He bolted.

"Get him!" Chan shouted, and like a pack of wolves released from a cage, all seven hyungs lunged.

Jeongin dashed down the hall like his life depended on it—which, honestly...it did. He jumped onto the couch, vaulted off the back, nearly knocking over a lamp as Changbin and Seungmin gained on him. A sharp turn into the kitchen, a dive-roll between Chan’s legs—and then he vanished.

Silence.

“Well, he’s fast when he wants to be...” Minho muttered, peering into cabinets. “Brat’s got skills.”

Meanwhile, in the hall leading to the kitchen, Jeongin dashed through the dorm like a man possessed. He vaulted over the couch, barely dodging Felix's grab, and slid across the kitchen floor on his socks like he was born in an action movie. Jisung lunged from behind the island, but Jeongin ducked and somersaulted under his arm with an almost unreal amount of finesse.

Felix tried to block the hallway. Jeongin used some evasive maneuver (forgive me for this crap action scene LMAO) and spun past him with a breathless giggle. Jisung shrieked in mock frustrated. “HE’S TOO POWERFUL!"

“Cut him off!” Chan shouted, completely in kangaroo mode, sprinting down the corridor.

Jeongin darted into the kitchen, heart hammering, and yanked open a cabinet near the floor. With limbs trembling and adrenaline surging, he tucked himself inside, gently pulling the door closed until only a sliver of light filtered in.

Phew. Safety. Jeongin panted lightly, leaning his head back against the wall.

The kitchen door eased open with a hauntingly deliberate slowness.

Innie felt every muscle in his body seize up with nervousness.

“Oh, Innie~” Hyunjin’s voice called in a gentle tone, low and sugary and lethal. “Where’s our sweet little brat hiding?”

Jeongin slapped both hands over his mouth.

“We only wanna talk, baby~” Seungmin added, voice smooth and dripping with a teasing edge that made Jeongin wilt in embarrassment. “Just a little chit-chat. Maybe about how badly someone needs a reminder of his place.”

Hyunjin let out a dramatic sigh. “Mmm...it's been a while since our dear maknae got a good tickle sesh...when was the last time?”

Seungmin snorted. "DATE. Too long, I say."

Hyune called out gently. "Jeonginnie~ Come out! Where should we tickle first? If you come nicely to your hyungs we might even let you pick!"

Jeongin stayed as still as a rabbit, his ears already beginning to glow red in what was now a horrible lee mood churning his stomach.

"First we'd go for his sides. Always the classic starting~"

"But it won't be so classic when he's howling and struggling so hard..."

"When he knows he can't escape..." Hyunjin chuckles darkly. "I mean, it's one against seven. What can our sweet Innie do in that situation?~"

Jeongin had to gnaw on the inside of his cheek. His whole body tensed as goosebumps prickled across his skin. He clutched his knees tighter and buried his face in them, trying to quiet the involuntary shiver running down his spine. The worst part was he could picture it all so clearly—Hyunjin's sharp nails scribbling across his ribs, digging in and making him squeal, Seungmin smirking down at him as he teased with precise squeezes. Seven of them. All focused on him.

“You think we won’t find you, baby?” Hyunjin crooned, walking slowly past the cabinet now. “We always find you. And once we do? We’re gonna sit on you, pin every single squirmy limb down, and just go to town. Tummy, sides, armpits, hips…every last tickle spot. You’re gonna be so screwed.”

Jeongin could hear them leave to peak down the hallway, and snuck out of his cabinet. He needed to run...steal Chan's car, maybe? Just hang out at a cafe with an iced coffee until his hyungs cooled down.

"I see you now~"

Innie shrieked and bolted before he could even register who’d spotted him. Footsteps thundered behind him, multiple voices yelling his name. He could hear Chan’s laugh, Hyunjin’s delighted shrieking, Felix yelling “He’s on the move!!”

He dove over the couch, skidded under the dining table, practically vaulted over a beanbag in his panic. “YOU GUYS ARE INSANE!!” he squealed breathlessly. “GO AWAY!!”

“Nope!!” Came Chan’s sing-song reply.

“Brat tax is due!” Felix chimed gleefully.

Jeongin launched himself toward the hallway, but his foot slipped—and in that exact moment, a strong hand snatched his ankle mid-stumble.

“Uh-oh~ Got you now, baby,” Chan said with a downright evil smirk, and Jeongin screamed as he was yanked backwards by the foot. He flailed wildly, clawing at the floor as his leg was dragged across the carpet like some cartoon villain being captured. “NOOOO!! Lemme go! Lemme go—!”

The others quickly closed in, and before he could do anything else, Changbin flipped him over onto his back and straddled his hips in one smooth move. He pinned Jeongin’s arms above his head with one strong hand, while the others gathered a pack of wolves.

Innie's poor legs kicked instinctively, but Felix swooped in and grabbed his ankles, plopping himself down on top to keep them pinned. Jisung sat beside Chan, both of them leaning over Jeongin with gleaming eyes. But it wasn't Chan who was the head honcho here.

Chan bowed and scooted aside for the king to take his throne.

"NO!" Jeongin howled as Minho happily took his seat on the maknae's hips. "NOT HIM! ANYONE BUT HIM!!"

Meanwhile, Minho sat calmly between Jeongin’s hips.

“Hi, Innie.”

“Nonononono—”

Minho started with a cruelly effective trick...resting his palms lightly on Jeongin’s hips, thumbs slowly rubbing lazy, infuriating circles into the hollows just inside the bones.

And then he dug. He put all his effort into it, pressure and precision all in one.

“That’s the one~” Minho muttered like a scientist noting a successful test result, eyes glinting with malicious joy. He kept his thumbs planted in the hollows, but the rest of his fingers vibrated, shaking at impossible speed along the sensitive skin that curved toward Innie's stomach. Jeongin bucked, shrieking with wild, broken laughter.

“Oh god, oh my god—GAHAHAHAHAHAAAA—MINHO-HYUNG PLEHEHEASE!!”

He clawed up the sides of Jeongin’s ribs without warning—fast, chaotic, like he’d saved all the worst techniques for this moment. The way he alternated speeds—fast fluttering fingers on one side, and then deep, kneading pressure on the other—made Jeongin gasp and shriek and squeal like a banshee.

The others watched in fascinated awe as Minho barked out orders.

“Channie hyung—hold his wrists tighter. He wiggles when I get his sides.” “Hyunjin, I want your nails in his underarms. Go light. Tease him. Switch techniques.” “Jisungie—neck. You know how.” “Lix, go for the ribs. Use your knuckles.” “Seungmin-yah…stomach. That twitchy little spot above his belly button. Make him beg.”

"NOHO!! NO—DONT LISTEN TO HIM!" Innie wailed, but it was all in vain.

Jisung’s fingers dove for his neck, fast and fluttery, sending Jeongin into immediate screeches of laughter. Seungmin followed suit, expertly worming his way under Jeongin’s shirt and scribbling directly over his tummy, a single finger dipping into his navel and nearly sending Innie to hell.

“NAHAHAHAHAA I’M SOHOHORRY!!” Jeongin shrieked, twisting violently—but Minho pressed him flat with his weight, smirking down as he used both hands to grip and dig into his hips.

The coordinated attack had poor Jeongin screaming in horror.

"AAAAHHH AHAHAHAHAHAAA!! OHMYGOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!! YOU'RE SO MEHEHEHEHEANN!!"

Minho just gave a wicked little hum. “I know.” Then, to the others, “Ten more seconds, then everyone shift to a new spot. Don’t let him adjust.”

Innie's back lifted off the floor involuntarily, only to be slammed back down when Chan and Jisung tightened their grip. His laughter spiraled into full-blown screaming, bouncing off the walls in wild, ragged bursts that sounded like someone being destroyed by joy.

But oh, he was so happy.

"NAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!! PLEHEHEHEHEASE PLEEAAASSEEEE!!!"

"Please what?" Minho teased. "You haven't told us to stop this whole time...you're not fooling anyone, baby~"

And if Jeongin couldn't turn any redder...

"You love it, don't you?~"

Jeongin was beyond saving now—completely helpless under seven sets of hands, every spot tormented, every laugh and scream met with coos and teasing and more tickles. He hiccuped through his giggles, body weak and jelly-soft beneath them.

Then the waterworks began.

The first mumble of the safeword echoed and the hands stopped instantly.

Minho was the first to pull Innie into a hug.

"I'm sorry for being a brat..." Jeongin cried softly as his whole body shook in the aftermath of his wrecking.

Minho's eyes held so much emotion, but he kept it together. "I know you are..."

And it was the softest group hug ever as seven pairs of arms wrapped around their maknae.

"We love you, Innie..."

[jinikaris]

HYUNLIX at Incheon International Airport, October 17th 2024 // mylove_bbok

[j-onedrabbles]

Just a heads up this is kinda sad (unfortunately a friend of mine was in a similar situation). It's alright if you don't wanna write it, I just thought l'd ask be of how talented you are🤭🩵. Poly skz + reader, or just Minsung or Hyunlix if you want, totally up to you. Reader relatively new to the relationship and is trying their best to be the best partner to all parties, but doesn't feel like it's being returned. They feel like skz (or whichever ship you choose is) too into each other and not them, like the shiny new toy isn't exciting anymore. One night, after everyone goes to sleep, reader gets their things and leaves without saying anything. If you're not comfortable with writing it, that's ok!🩵

✧   PAIRING: HYUNJIN X GN!READER X FELIX ✧   CW: ANGST, FLUFF IF YOU SQUINT, FEELINGS OF NOT BEING LOVED, THIRD WHEEL MENTIONS, SHORT BLURB, OPEN ENDING ✧   WC: 0.5K ✧   NOTE: you think im talented 🥹🩵🩵 and im so sorry your friend went through that. i had an old cosplay friend who was in a situation like that as well so i’d hear about it a bit

     Y/n tried. They tried as hard as they could in the relationship. But entering an already established relationship was hard. Starting to date two people who already had a history together felt, weird? Almost like, sometimes you were intruding on the other two in the relaetionship.

     The start of it was great. Y/n had met Hyunjin first and the two hit it off and he had mentioned them to Felix. Meeting Felix was a nice warm fuzzy feeling the moment he smiled at them. After a few months, the two boys asked Y/n out. Promising equal love. But three-way love was difficult.

     Because of work, Hyunjin and Felix both spent a lot more time together than Y/n with just one of them. It was a little unfair, maybe a lot.They still showed Y/n the same amount of love they gave each other, good morning kisses, cuddling all the time, sleeping together, etc. But that didn’t stop those thoughts from coming in.

      Maybe it was just all just one-sided to begin with. The two men were happy well before Y/n entered the picture; even though they both tried their hardest to wash the worries they had away. But all they did was give them words. Words that started to barely mean anything. Yeah, they were busy, but it just felt like Y/n was left out. Kisses, hugs, and cuddles weren’t enough anymore.

     The two didn’t really need them, right? Would they even notice if Y/n left? Would they even care?

     The thoughts swirled in their head for a week. It was when the two came home from a rough day at the company and just said good night Y/n figured it was time to go. They didn’t say anything, just texted a friend asking to stay with them for a few days. Once they agreed, she quietly grabbed as much as she could fit in a small bag while the two were passed out in each others arms.

     It hurt to look at the couple laying in the threes shared bed all by themselves, but when you don’t feel the same love you put out, you get out before you hurt yourself more. Y/n wiped a stray tear from under their eye and tip-toed out of the room. They closed the door and headed out of the home. Y/n took one look around the living area, not praying that one of them wakes up and walks out of the room asking where they were going, but making sure they had everything.

     Y/n sighed and closed the door, locking it and heading down to their car. The realization came once they got to their friends place. Crying on their coach till almost two or three in the morning. There weren’t enough words to describe that pain of being promised shared love and only receiving it when it was new and fun— if there was even words to describe that pain.

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it's a scream, baby! | hyunlix

chapter one: do you like scary movies?

words: 1.51k // warnings: minor character death, cursing

OFFICIAL GHOSTFACE KILL COUNT: 000

heejin jumped as the monster in the movie claimed another victim with its knife-like fingers. why did she even choose to watch this again? nightmare on something? beech road? no, that wasn’t right… elm street! stupid fucking elm street and stupid fucking freddy kreuger with his stupid fucking hands. she wasn’t even supposed to be watching it alone, let alone throwing her popcorn around the living room every time something scared her, but her dumbass boyfriend never turned up for date night. it was his choice of movie too!

when the phone rang, she rolled her eyes and paused the movie. if that wasn’t suho calling her with a good explanation, she was going to be pissed. he’d sworn he wouldn’t be late tonight, and further sworn that he wasn’t going to flake again like he did everytime their date night coincided with a lacrosse-team party.

“goddammit, suho, you promised you’d be on time tonight, i–”

but the voice at the end of the phone was not that of her boyfriend. in fact, it wasn’t a voice she recognized at all, so how did they have her number? and why were they calling her at 10:30 on a wednesday night?

“all alone tonight, heejin? what a shame. seems like a waste for a pretty girl like you to be by herself.” the voice almost sounded distorted, like someone was using a voice-changer on the end of the line.

“listen, if this is some sort of stupid prank, its not funny. who is this?” 

between the stress of upcoming finals, and a flaky boyfriend who seemed to enjoy the company of a football more than he did his girlfriend, heejin wasn’t in the mood for jokes. 

the voice chuckled, in a way that sent a shiver up heejin’s spine. “i think the better question is; where am i? you should really learn to lock your doors when you’re home alone, kid.”

“this isn’t funny. fuck off.” heejin hissed, slamming the phone down and heading back towards the comfort of her couch. kid. she wasn’t a kid. who the fuck where they to talk to her all patronizing like that? but just as she attempted to take her seat, the phone rang again.

huffing, she picked up the handset. “what?”

“now, thats not nice. i just wanna talk.” the voice laughed, something eerie about their tone putting heejin on edge.

“yeah, they’ve got 900 numbers for that. bye, now.”

tossing the phone on the counter, heejin headed into the kitchen to make herself a glass of water. what kind of weirdo called up girls on a wednesday night to scare them? men were weird. but she barely managed to cross the threshold of the kitchen when the ringing of the phone pierced the silence again.

heejin was beginning to get upset at this point. why wouldn’t they get the hint? if it was suho or his friends pulling a prank, she was truly going to get mad. but, she’d give them one last chance to piss off and grow up.

“listen here, asshole-!” she shouted, but was quickly cut off.

“no, you listen here you little bitch! hang up on me again and i’ll gut you like a fish!” the voice growled, catching her off guard. “yeah, thats right. wanna play a game, blondie? it’s called ‘guess how i’m gonna die’.”

trying to stop her voice from shaking, heejin ran across the lower expanse of the house, locking all the doors and windows she could see. what the fuck kind of joke was this?

“what do you want? please- don’t fuck with me.” backing into the living room to draw the blinds and grab the first weapon she could see - a letter cutter - she hid herself behind the tv display. she’d quickly realized this wasn’t suho or his friends - even they knew when a joke went too far.

“well, then. if you wanna see your pretty, little boyfriend again, you better be smart about this.” was the only reply she received as the voice laughed. the house was quiet - too quiet - heejin thought as she curled herself further into a corner. and what did suho have to do with this? holding back tears, she prayed her parents would come home soon.

“round one of the game, blondie. its no fun if you hide. why don’t you come out where i can see ya? if you don’t, i’m afraid its an automatic win for me.”

taking a deep breath to calm herself, heejin pulled herself out of the ball she was curled in and took a few cautious steps into the middle of the room. maybe the voice was bluffing? as long as she stayed inside the house, not going outside to “investigate a noise” like the dumb bitches in horror films, she’d be okay.

“good,” the voice on the other end of the phone drawled, the tone making heejin’s skin crawl. “now, round two. did you lock me out of the house, or did you lock me in?”

the call dropped, making heejin’s breath catch in her throat. the silence surrounding her was ridiculously loud, and she was scared to make a step or turn, even slightly. surely, this was just a prank. the guys had obviously just taken it too far, and were probably laughing at her wherever they were hidden. the minute she found them, she’d give them a piece of her mind.

it had to be a prank, didn’t it? stuff like this didn’t happen in woodsboro, it was the safest town she’d ever known.

any slight whistle of the wind outside sounded like an ever-growing closer breath, every tick of the clock like a creaky footstep reverberating throughout the house. clutching the letter cutter to her body, heejin tiptoed towards the hallway, hoping that she could get to her bedroom and hide in there until her parents returned home.

but that never came.

instead, she turned the corner to hear loud, clomping footsteps approaching her. a tall figure was inching closer to her, a father-death costume donned, and a large kitchen knife in their hand - her own kitchen knife. she feared she was about to die by her own utensil, unless whichever jock was pranking her took the mask off now.

holding onto hope that this was just a joke gone too far, although deep down she knew that wasn’t the case, she held out the letter cutter, swinging it.

“suho, i swear to fuck. if you don’t take that mask off right now and apologise, i won’t be held responsible for my actions.” her voice trembled as the faux-confidence slipped from her aura.

surprisingly, the figure did take the mask off, but much to heejin’s horror, it wasn't her loving boyfriend, or any of his stupid friends, and he continued to approach her, knife clutched tightly in his fist and a sadistic smile on his face.

“please, don’t do this- please, i’ll do anything!” heejin pleaded, tears falling freely down her face as the man grabbed a fistful of her hair and traced the edge of the knife against her throat.

the last words she ever heard were a simple, yet arrogantly cocky “i win.” before the knife was plunged into her stomach.

–

(y/n) climbed out of her car in confusion, wondering why so many people were around campus today. did she miss the memo for an event? it was only 8:20am, why were the emergency services on site?

barely anyone seemed to be walking alone, people grasping each other tightly. she spotted at least 6 girls crying, 4 boys pale and sickly in apparent shock. she couldn’t even begin to count the amount of students and staff talking to news reporters or journalists. what the hell was going on?

spotting jisung climbing off his bus, she jogged over to him, her confusion ever-growing and ever-present on her features. being her best friend and the biggest social butterfly she knew, surely jisung would have an answer to the gossip swirling around her in hushed voices.

“ji! what’s going on?” she called, grasping his attention, confused further as he ran over and picked her up in a hug, the relief clear in his aura.

“thank fuck, you’re okay. everyone’s been trying to get hold of you all morning. did you lose your phone or something? don’t ever fucking scare us like that again!”

(y/n) was slightly shocked, jisung had never raised his voice at her like that. none of the boys did. what the hell did she miss last night? everyone was acting so… weird. she didn’t know what she’d missed during her study night with yeji, but clearly it was something major. something bad.

“did something happen on campus? why are the news here? was there a fire or something?” she questioned, arm slung around her friend’s shoulders, but her expression soon dropped as the boy turned to face her - a look of what could only be described as sheer terror on his face.

“did you not hear? kang heejin was murdered last night.”

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[afiakh]

**Title: Secret Whispers of the Heart**

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The dorm was alive with the usual chaos of eight young men living under one roof. Laughter echoed through the halls, mingling with the sound of someone practicing vocals in the living room and the rhythmic thud of feet hitting the floor as another member danced in the practice room. Felix sat cross-legged on the couch, scrolling through his phone, a soft smile playing on his lips as he watched a video of a fan edit of him and Hyunjin. The comments were flooded with "Hyunlix is real!" and "They’re soulmates, change my mind." He chuckled softly, his heart fluttering at the thought.

Hyunjin walked into the room, his black hair slightly damp from a recent shower. He was wearing a loose tank top that showed off his toned arms, and his plump lips curved into a smirk as he noticed Felix on the couch. "What are you smiling at, Lix?" he asked, plopping down beside him.

Felix quickly locked his phone and shook his head, his cheeks tinged with pink. "Nothing, just... fan stuff."

Hyunjin raised an eyebrow, his sharp eyes narrowing playfully. "Fan stuff, huh? Let me guess—Hyunlix edits again?"

Felix laughed nervously, scratching the back of his neck. "You know how it is. Fans love to ship us."

Hyunjin leaned back against the couch, his arm casually resting behind Felix. "Well, they’re not entirely wrong, are they?" he said, his voice low and teasing.

Felix’s heart skipped a beat. He glanced at Hyunjin, who was looking at him with an intensity that made his stomach twist in the best way possible. "What do you mean?" Felix asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Hyunjin shrugged, his smirk softening into a genuine smile. "I mean... we’re pretty close, aren’t we? Closer than just friends, maybe."

Felix felt his face heat up. He opened his mouth to respond, but before he could, Bang Chan’s voice called out from the kitchen. "Hey, you two! Dinner’s ready!"

Hyunjin stood up, offering Felix a hand. "Come on, let’s eat before Changbin devours everything."

Felix took his hand, his heart racing as their fingers intertwined for a brief moment before Hyunjin let go. They walked to the kitchen together, their shoulders brushing lightly, and Felix couldn’t help but wonder if Hyunjin felt the same electric spark that he did.

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As the weeks went by, the tension between them grew. It was in the way Hyunjin’s hand lingered on Felix’s waist during dance practice, the way Felix’s eyes followed Hyunjin whenever he wasn’t looking. It was in the late-night conversations they had when the others were asleep, their voices hushed as they shared their dreams and fears.

One night, after a particularly grueling practice session, Felix found himself alone with Hyunjin in the practice room. The others had already gone back to the dorm, but Felix had stayed behind to perfect a move. Hyunjin had stayed with him, as he always did.

"You’re amazing, you know that?" Hyunjin said, his voice soft as he watched Felix dance.

Felix stopped, panting slightly as he turned to face him. "Thanks, Jinnie. You’re not so bad yourself."

Hyunjin stepped closer, his eyes dark and intense. "Felix, I..." He hesitated, his voice trembling slightly. "I need to tell you something."

Felix’s breath hitched. He could feel the weight of Hyunjin’s words before he even said them. "What is it?"

Hyunjin reached out, his fingers brushing against Felix’s cheek. "I think... no, I know... I’m in love with you."

Felix’s eyes widened, his heart pounding in his chest. "Hyunjin..."

"I’ve been trying to hide it, but I can’t anymore," Hyunjin continued, his voice raw with emotion. "Every time I see you smile, every time I hear your laugh, it’s like my heart can’t take it. I love you, Felix."

Tears welled up in Felix’s eyes as he stepped closer, his hands trembling as he reached for Hyunjin. "I love you too," he whispered, his voice breaking. "I’ve loved you for so long."

Hyunjin’s lips curved into a smile, and before Felix could say anything else, Hyunjin closed the distance between them, capturing his lips in a soft, tender kiss. It was everything Felix had ever dreamed of and more—the warmth of Hyunjin’s lips, the way his hands cupped his face, the way his heart raced in sync with his own.

When they finally pulled away, Felix rested his forehead against Hyunjin’s, his eyes still closed as he savored the moment. "What do we do now?" he asked softly.

Hyunjin chuckled, his thumb brushing away a tear from Felix’s cheek. "We take it one step at a time. Together."

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From that day on, their relationship blossomed in secret. They stole kisses in empty practice rooms, held hands under the table during meals, and whispered "I love yous" when no one was around. They played little games, like leaving love notes in each other’s pockets or sneaking into each other’s beds at night. To the world, they were just best friends, but to each other, they were everything.

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**The End... or Just the Beginning?**

[astraystayrec]

thank you for the tag my lovelies 🥹 @milkandhyunnie & @luckieleaf

who is your favorite kpop group?

stray kids!!! only group i stan but i do casually listen to other groups

which member sparked your interest first?

HYUNLIX. i would always look for them while watching skz code and they are the first members whose names i memorized :,)

who was your first bias?

i did not have one bias at first 😭 but my bias line was hyune, lix, chan and minho

who is your current bias?

HYUNEEEE 💓💓💓💓💓💓 woke up one day and he possessed me

what makes them your current bias?

i could talk for hours about this but 😭 a big part of it is how he looks at life, he has the most beautiful mind and heart and pours sm passion and emotion in everything he does that it’s impossible not to love him

who is your bias wrecker?

ALL OF THEM DEPENDS ON THE DAY 😭😭 rn it’s mostly seungmin, innie & jisung… something in the air with my goneawayracha

which members are you currently obsessing over that aren't your bias/bias wrecker?

wait i lowkey answered this, but yeah hyunjin is the husband and im crushing on all the members 😞

when did you first discover this group?

it was right before maxident, hyunlix dancing to taste popped up on my fyp because i was watching a bit of blackpink dances and I had ZERO kpop knowledge so i did not even know they were having a comeback 😭😭 but yeah first kpop group ive ever loved and they found me at the perfect time :,)

have you ever been to one of their concerts?

NO 😭😭😭😭 this makes me so sad i wanna see them live badly

what are some of your favorite songs by the group?

rn it’s sssick, megaverse, any, cover me and 3racha

tagging : @forlix @rachalixie @soobnny @sulfurcosmos @agi-ppangx @hyunjinvoid @its-stayville-forever @stardustlixie @minhosimthings and anyone who wants to join 💓

[frenchkisstheabyss]

♡ Once More, With Feeling ♡

♡ Pairing: poly!hyunlix x gn!reader

♡ Genre: fluff/angst

♡ Summary: Unable to sleep after a major argument leads to a breakup, you return to a place that's close to your heart to find comfort and end up with something much more special.

♡ Word Count: 1.4k-ish

♡ Warnings: None.

♡ A/N: I was listening to dreamy low-fi indie music and got in my feelings so, like, come get in them with meeee.

It’s 3:23am and you can’t sleep. Two tablets of melatonin, three cups of chamomile tea, and an endless loop of soothing rain sounds have done nothing to change that. Your heart aches, it’s unbearable, and there’s not a single thing you can do about it. Rolling onto your back, you rip the covers off, only now realizing how much you’ve been sweating from the anxiety of cycling through last night’s events over and over in your head.

None of this feels real, losing Felix and Hyunjin, the ones you love the most. Maybe it was a bad idea from the start, the three of you being together. Maybe you weren’t as well equipped to keep them both happy as you thought. Every “maybe” hangs over you as if it’s written in glow-in-the-dark paint on the ceiling, taunting you from the void. Does any of it even matter now? Whatever it was that led to the eventual downfall of your relationship, the argument that ended it all, you can’t go back and fix it.

Even still, your heart longs for the possibility that you’ll be together again someday. You’ve always liked to think that when you truly love someone you’ll find each other no matter what, in this life or the next. It could be wishful thinking, the musings of a hopeless romantic. What does it hurt to wish, you figure, if that’s all you have? You take a long, deep breath in, allowing your breath to slowly flow back out as you squeeze your eyes shut. If I lay here long enough I’m bound to fall asleep. Right?

“Fuck it” you groan, popping up out of bed and throwing on your fuzzy bunny slippers. Felix thought it’d be cute if the three of you got matching pairs. You hate how right he was. You’ve been fighting tooth and nail with yourself all night not to drive down to the pier. For years it’s been the destination of endless late-night drives. It’s where you snuck away together when the rest of the world felt like it was too much. Your memories of being there, as much as they might sting, are the dearest things to you and you need to drown yourself in them now more than ever.

So, before you know it, you’re headed out the door pulling a hoodie over your head, car keys in hand, desperately seeking solace in nostalgia. It’s a long, lonely ride to the pier. The combination of empty streets and too-long traffic lights gives you the sense that the world has come to a screeching halt. Whether it has or not for everyone else, it has for you. The light flashes neon green, bringing you back down to earth just as you begin to drift away, and you’re making the right turn that takes you to your usual parking spot. 

Turning the car off, you take a moment to sit and inspect the other cars around you. There are a few on your side, a dozen more on the other, but there doesn’t seem to be anyone out here. Probably all people who live nearby. Confident that you’re alone, the wall you’ve put up comes crumbling down, tears falling down your cheek faster than you can wipe them away. Why am I doing this to myself? You shake your body in what would look to a passerby like a cute, albeit strange, dance of sorts in hopes that some of the emotions overwhelming you will fall away like leaves.

Get it together. Summoning all of the courage you have, you make your way to the stairs leading up to the pier. You almost slip on the gritty, sand-coated steps, but manage to make it to the top without breaking your neck. As you venture forward you already hear the waves crashing to shore. You feel the stars watching you, their gaze intense and overwhelming. Only it’s not their gaze at all. There’s someone at the end of the pier staring back at you, teary-eyed and stunned. That intensity, that overwhelming emotion, it’s his.

Felix? No, no, no. You turn on your heels, racing back to the car before you lose it completely. “Wait!” he yells, running after you. Felix hadn’t expected to see you here either. He’d typed a million text messages asking you to come but he’d deleted all of them, thinking you wouldn’t want to see him with everything being so fresh. He’s been wishing too, as much as you have, and he can’t let this moment slip away. Your car door’s halfway open when he reaches you, your fingers held tightly around the handle.

“Can we talk?” he asks, his hushed voice skimming your neck as he pushes the door closed. You don’t fight him. You don’t want to. The feeling of his chest against your back, the wind blowing his hair so that it tickles your cheek, makes you want to melt into him. Turning to face him, melting is the first thing you do, straight into his arms. He doesn’t hesitate to hold you tight to him, the tension soothed by the simple act of having you near him again. “I’m really sorry” you weep, “I should’ve seen that you weren’t happy.” 

Felix shushes you, his fingers stroking your neck, “Stop, don’t say that. I was happy. Me and Hyunjin…working with each other, we just get frustrated sometimes and it wasn’t supposed to come home but it did. I should be sorry” “What? No invite to the family reunion?” you hear Hyunjin ask and you’re positive that you’re hallucinating. But when you look up he’s standing there staring at the two of you with an expression you can’t quite make out. “I…no…we didn’t…” Felix stutters but Hyunjin’s already walking away, heading for the edge of the pier, ignoring you like you’re strangers.

You’re so much more than that and he knows it. Enough time hasn’t passed for him to erase what you shared from his mind. Even if he could, he wouldn't. Why else would he be here? Hyunjin shoves his hands in his pockets, stopping to make a half-turn toward you. “If I admit I’m an asshole will you come with me?” “I mean, we already know you’re an asshole so…no” Felix teases, getting a laugh out of both of you. “What if I say I’m sorry and that I’d really like to not be alone…to be with you two?” A long stretch of silence separates his question and your answer.

“Wait up,” you smile, taking Felix’s hand and dragging him along with you to catch up to Hyunjin. Meeting him at the center of the pier, you take his hand too and the three of you walk to the edge together. Any other time the minutes would fly by, all of the laughter and kisses making hours feel like minutes. But, in the presence of lingering pain, minutes feel like hours. “It’s not the same,” Hyunjin sighs, picking at his already chipped nail polish and flicking it into the sea. You want to deny it but you can’t. “No, it’s not.” Felix sits down, crossing his legs as he frustratingly tousles his hair, “So that’s it, then? We’re done?” 

You take a seat beside him on the ground, sick to your stomach at the thought, “I mean, is that what you want?” “Of course not. It’s never what I wanted. We are what I want.” You turn to Hyunjin and he’s already sitting down on the other side of you, his head resting on your shoulder. “Me too” he yawns, “But what about you? It doesn’t matter what we want if you don’t—” “I do. I always will.” Their faces brighten up, even in the midst of their exhaustion. Felix takes his jacket off, gathers it in a little bundle in your lap, and lays down. “Maybe it shouldn’t feel the same this time,” he muses, “We should make it better.”

You pet Felix’s hair, “I’d like that.” Hyunjin nuzzles up closer to you, seconds from falling asleep, “Better sounds nice.” Stroking Hyunjin’s cheek, you lean into him too, every sleep aid you tried kicking in at once. Suddenly the world feels like it’s moving again, bursting with life even in the dead of night.

You’ve always liked to think that when you truly love someone you’ll find each other no matter what, in this life or the next. How beautiful it is that it turned out to be this one after all.

[bangrychannie]

Stray Kids Time Travel/Time Loop fic recs

Hello! It's been about a week since my last fic rec post so I wanted to post some more. This one is time travel/time loop themed! There's a surprising amount which is great bc it's one of my favorite tropes. Mostly Minsung with one Hyunlix!

If you know any that are not on this list PLEASE send them to me

When the Morning Comes by bitsori (Minsung | 1/1 | 32,047 | explicit)

“You're new,” Jisung proclaims. Minho snorts. “Am I?” “Well, I've never seen you here before.” “Because you know all of their wedding guests?” Jisung has to laugh. “I know most of Hyunjin’s side,” he says. “Well obviously I’m a friend of Seungmin’s.” Jisung pauses to stare, eyes narrowing with curiosity. “Yeah,” he plays along. “But you’re new.” Minho chuckles. “You keep saying that. What does that mean?” “I mean that you’re new. Here. Today. New. I’ve experienced this wedding over thirty times now and—” his breath hitches because he really just said that out loud, but there’s an immediate flicker in Minho’s eyes that has him exhaling with relief. “Oh. Well.” alternatively: In which Jisung gets stuck repeating the day when his best friend gets married, only to meet a brand new friendly face a month into the grueling experience.

Ugh what a good fic. I'm sure you've all read this before but if not, you're welcome

After the Rain by bitsori (Minsung | 7/7 | 34,238 | Teen and up)

Jisung blinks, slowly taking in his surroundings. This isn't right, he thinks, rubbing his eyes open, forcing his vision into clearer focus. The ceiling is missing the collection of glow-in-the-dark stars he had stuck on there when he first moved in, not to mention the wallpaper color is all wrong. This isn't his room—heck, he realises as he rolls around the mattress, it doesn't even feel like his bed. The realisation sinks in and he shoots up to a sitting position. “What the fuck?” he mumbles, rubbing his eyes more furiously and looking around, almost expecting his surroundings to morph into something more familiar. They don't. In which: Jisung and Minho find themselves randomly switching lives, one day at a time, with no logical rhyme or reason that explains why.

Inspired by Your Name so you can imagine how it goes. Another fantastic story by bitsori (they have so many)

Sugar is Sweet by velooscuro (Hyunlix | 11/11 | 60,049 | explicit)

Minho needs guinea pigs before he can launch his time tourism company. Jisung is whipped enough to volunteer himself and Hyunjin for the job. Felix is very confused as to how two strange men can just appear in his broom cupboard out of the blue. Time Travel!AU wherein Jisung fucks everything up, Minho fixes everything, and Hyunjin and Felix are victims of it all.

This one is more traditional time travel and very cute the whole way through.

don't put off till tomorrow by Erbi (Minsung | 3/3 | 65,665 | Explicit)

“Hannie,” Minho exhales. “What did you see?” And Jisung can’t deny it anymore, not with Minho looking at him so openly, so sincerely waiting for his answer. Communicating to him that he’s not going to judge him, that he’s just going to accept whatever it is Jisung says. With a single fragile breath, everything he’s been keeping only to himself, the truth that’s been terrorising him, floats in the space between them. “I saw you die. Three times.” or: Jisung's night of venting at a bar quickly spirals when he meets a beautiful stranger with orange hair who doesn't pull any punches. Unbeknownst to him, the spiral goes much further than he might have anticipated. And he may not be the only one affected.

I'm pretty sure I recommended this in the last post but it's so good I'm putting it again. Genuinely one of the best pieces of literature that I've ever read

after the moment (with you) by alicexbunnyx (Minsung | 1/1 | 8,674 | Explicit)

“Jisung. I’m going to sound crazy, but time is frozen. I thought it was just me here.” Minho knows his name. He wasn’t sure if that was the case. With all the watching from afar Jisung does, he thinks that surely that’s the only thing his gorgeous neighbor knows about him. “You’re not crazy,” Jisung says matter-of-factly, “I’m going to sound crazier and say it’s my fault.”

This is time travel adjacent but I had to include it on this list because this story is adorable. Chef Minho is one of my fav things everrr! Also I think this is the shortest fic I've recced so far so sorry if you like one shots lol

It's Raining Somewhere Else by FutureLikeJicasso (Minsung | 1/1 | 8,010 | Teen and Up)

Nothing ever happens in Jisung’s town. Ever. So when the wide-eyed stranger Jisung fishes out of the pond in the local park claims to be a time traveller, well, could anyone really blame him for wanting to believe in something? What someone like Minho wants in a town like this - with a person like Jisung - he can’t really be sure, but he’ll take what he can get while it lasts. After all, even if Minho -was- a time traveller, why would he come back? ...unless he could sense that Jisung would maybe, slightly, kind of desperately like to see him again?

Another short and sweet one :)

kaleidoscope mind by vmnsie (Minsung | 1/1 | 30,421 | Teen and Up)

“You said you’ve been stuck for months. How many?” Minho eyed the ceiling, counting with his fingers before replying, “Last time I checked, it was the sixth month. So, I think it’s been… eight months now? I’ve kept track of it until…” He looked at Jisung, who was still waiting for the rest of the sentence without reading between the lines. Minho sighed, “Until I met you.” Or, Minho is stuck in a time loop and finds comfort in knowing Jisung is always willing to help him—even if he ends up forgetting about him every day.

This one is probably the angstiest on this list but I still luv it

one day to fall in love (countless ones to love you) by whatifidbeenthatauthor (Minsung | 1/1 | 22,018 | Mature)

Minho stopped in his tracks. He turned to face Han Jisung. He looked unbothered, still going on about his way. “You didn’t say Hi,” Minho said, forcing the voice to come out of his throat. “You always say hi, hyung.” Jisung turned to look at him, a smile playing on his lips. He looked amused. Minho’s mind wasn’t keeping up. “Today’s different, I guess,” Jisung shrugged. “I went with a variation.” Minho would have found him insufferable, but he didn’t have the mental capacity to process the frustrating sensation that usually accompanied Jisung’s presence. Minho blurted out something that might have him sent to a madhouse. “No. I’ve lived today six times. You- you always say hi, hyung.” He felt crazy. More than usual. Jisung laughed. “What the fuck,” he said, and Minho knew he sounded insane, but could this kid please not be so arrogant? “Me, too. I thought I was the only one,” he continued, and he changed Minho’s life. *** Minho's life is boring, predictable, borderline uneventful. Until he gets stuck in a time loop. And, with him, his friends' friend, Han Jisung, a crazy dude who's only into skating. And whom Minho doesn't necessarily like.

Another time loop one (have I told you I like time loops? lmao) and somehow they're all fantastic

Anyways that's all the time/time travel related fics I have! Like I said if you have one that you like that is not on here PLEASE send it to me I'm begging on my hands and knees.

My plans for the next rec lists are fantasy au, college au, demons, and fake dating trope