#Harris Chan

[wanderlustinwonderland18]

Two years and counting ✌🏻 So happy to share this wonderful sport with people around the world ❤️

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Holly Harris & Jason Chan FD at 2024 Ice Challenge

[http-mianhae]

𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐀 ― seventeen x hogwarts [SLOW]

AMORTENTIA ; the most powerful love potion to exist

SEUNGCHEOL: GRYFFINDOR CAPTAIN ― being head-over-heels for the Gryffindor captain is harder than it seems, especially when everyone knows about your little crush on Seungcheol and he takes it lightly. Until when you’re partnered up and forced to be in each other’s lives on a daily basis, that’s when things take a bit of a turn

JEONGHAN: DESKMATES TO LOVERS? ― he was the worst of worse, how could anyone love him? Such a cold-hearted kid yet you were forced to sit next to him and as a Ravenclaw, it didn’t do you justice that all Jeonghan did was throw insults

JOSHUA: HONEYDUKES LOVER ― The first time they met was when she reached for a chocolate frog which he helped her reach and after that, they’ve been seeing each other everywhere. A story of how a Slytherin became undyingly soft for a Hufflepuff

TO BE UPLOADED!

JUN ― She was overlooked by him for the longest, seen nothing more than a best friend

WONWOO ― Reading books in the library near the dawn was the hardest when with Wonwoo. You were forced to act as if your heart could never resonate with such beauty. How do you hide your feelings from your best friend?

WOOZI ― a strict choir leader who would only treat you with respect because of that angelic voice that came from you. To say Woozi was utterly in love with a Hufflepuff was an understatement.

SOONYOUNG ― beating Soonyoung at everything had become a habit.

DOKYEOM ―how you and Dokyeom would continuously sneak out of Hogwarts through the passageways through the Marauders Map and invisible cloak ― this had to mean teamwork

MINGYU ― the sweetest, most charming boy, Hufflepuff prefect, and ace for the Quidditch team. Y/N was totally in love with him but what happens when her backstabbing best friend decides to date him.

SEUNGKWAN ― it was really Hufflepuff vs Slytherin here. No one in their right mind from the golden house would dare mess with a Slytherin but things have been taken a little too far. From nasty pranks to idiotic call outs, Seungkwan and you never really got along.

VERNON ― He would never dream of it when he took the Astronomy class in his sixth year, it was far too much for his own good but when a mysterious Ravenclaw had taken the same class and their paired together, Vernon finds himself more and more fascinated by her

DINO ― the chosen one, everyone knew him. He knew everyone, but you. A love story forming between the girl with her head in the clouds and a clumsy, nice boy.

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MASTERLIST

• Stray Kids

1. Group Chat (Hyunjin)

2. Group Scenario

3. Hyunjin Angst

4. Singing SKZ songs in gibberish Korean

5. Teaching Felix your native language

6. Pulling Bang Chan closer by the tie

7. Minho short

8. Holidays with Bang Chan

9. Minho feeding you

10. Bang Chan timestamp

11. Hyunjin talking to you anonymously

12. Stalking fan accounts with Chan

13. Chef Chan short

14. Han Jisung crack

15. Hyunjin timestamp

16. Bang Chan timestamp

17. Sleep-talking and Hyunjin's next to you

18. Show with SKZ 1 Show with SKZ 2

19. Watching a movie with your SKZ bias

20. SKZ finds your Korean notes

21. Chris finding fanfic you wrote about him

22. "Can I bite that lip ?"

23. Hyunjin dream I had during his hiatus

24. Stray Kids reacting to you telling them "I'd trade you for a lifetime supply of chocolates"

25. "Say please".

26. "Merry Christmas ya filthy animal" .

27. Sees you cuddling with Wolf Chan

• Harry Potter

1. Hermione

2. Sirius Black1 Sirius Black2 Sirius Black3

• BTS

1. Min Yoongi timestamp

2. Last Christmas

• Taemin

1. Taemin before going to the military

• GOT7

1. Jaebum short

• NCT / WayV

1. Lee Taeyong

2. Yangyang laughing at your dance

3. Ten short

4. Ten short 2

Do let me know if any of the links aren't working and I'll fix it.

[white-boy-of-the-year]

WHITE BOY ENJOYERS. IT'S ALMOST TIME.

The Second Annual White Boy of the Year Tournament is just around the corner, and this year we have a Google Form for yall to choose the top 16 (or 64) candidates for WBOTY 2024!!!

Get hyped and happy voting!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(UPDATE 11/14/2024): The form will be closing on NOVEMBER 24th. This should be plenty of time, and a day or two prior to Thanksgiving, we will reveal the final bracket.

[siya-sayani]

Khana khate wakt shinchan dekhna supremacy>>>>😤😤😤

[txtmetonight]

For Him ✆

call summary ⋆ ★ Chan is quite puzzling. But you're determined to break his walls.

pairing *. * Bang Chan x Fem! Reader

genre⋆ ★ Fluff, Harry Potter AU

warnings *. Crude language (just one word lol)

call duration⋆ ★ 1.4k

a/n*. * I'm back in my hp phases lol and while I'm doing that, I'm pushing my chan wolf agenda yay

You suppose you’ve always known about Chan’s mysterious life. And then again, you suppose you always loved him since you were eleven, just as you placed your eyes on him onto the Hogwarts Express. But he is a tricky person to figure out and someone who doesn’t want to be broken down into pieces and given to another to be investigated upon.

Yet he still lets you do so in the very manner as you sit next to him with a full glory on your lips.

You used to wonder why you were the only one that he would let get close, but now as you stare at him with big eyes that hold much adoration, you’ve come to realize how grateful you are.

Chan is puzzling but god he’s a sweetheart when it comes down to it, always a gentleman and always with gentle love beating in his heart for anyone and everyone. Though he reckons that his organ is a little more honeyed for you though, not that he would ever admit it.

For he lives in the shadows of his past and present, and through a fear that he believes in will conjure into reality. And so, he hides a part of himself from you. You despise it very much from the bottom of your heart. You really do. You want to be his but he’s holding himself back and it leaves a bitter taste on your tongue.

The first time you chipped away a little deeper than he wanted to show, was when you were fed up with the white lies that slipped through his teeth.

When he excused his absences for something so abnormal you thought he was mental almost. Every once a month he left you alone with your thoughts over something so trivial or something extreme–just an explanation that made your head spin. So, you had the bright idea to follow him.

Everyone knows of the curfew set in place every night, yet he seemed to have a justification for doing so…why?

Your footsteps were quiet when against the floor and you held your breath, hiding amongst the dark and following the footsteps in the moonlight that shone brightly. It was a full moon.

You’ve known the castle like it was the back of your hand, 3 years since coming and the footsteps you’ve marked were etched in the back of your mind. And you very quickly realized where Chan was going–to the whomping willow. Your lips shivered to cry out to him, to ask him what he was doing but you clap your hands over your mouth when he starts to violently shake against the wind. He collapses. And the clouds reveal the luminous light in the sky.

Before your eyes, his hair shrinks back into his skull, and his body changes. You both see the same things, yet he feels it with pure disgust and embarrassment when his bones grow and rip underneath his skin.

But your perception is different because when he looks into the reflection of the deepest lake and sees a monster staring back at him, you see Chan. Not just a werewolf, but Chan, your lover. And you know that for sure when your nerves tingle with endearment as you stare at him in awe. He’s quite magnificent, you can note when he turns back to escape into the woods.

The second time you cracked it even more was 2 years later when O.W.L’s took over your brain, alongside Chan. Every single night, since that fateful day, you’ve found yourself stalking over the gardens to watch him on the full moon.

But you don’t dare to tell him that; you want him to feel like he has the right to tell you when he has gotten over his fear. Then so, you’ve trained yourself to go blind-eyed every moment except for that night. You suppose you could be selfish.

Chan is lonely. He carries a deep burden in his heart, and it aches to be released, not on its own but in the hands of another where they can sing a lullaby to soothe the pain. And you knew that it was going to be in front of you, but it left a sense of a hole in your heart when you saw him cry. You still sing to him, though.

“Hey Channie, what’s wrong?” You ask, wiping away the peals that streak down his cheeks. His face is flushed red, and he sniffles miserably. He doesn’t say anything, so you move in a little closer to place your hand over his heart, lips just ghosting over fingers at where it lies.

“I feel like, there’s something wrong with me.”

You look up to look at him, but he’s already staring at you with deep fondness in your eyes, you think that you’re going to tear up too. But you don’t. You question instead. ���And why is that pretty boy?”

“Oh, I wish you would stop calling me that” He weakly chuckles. “But…I dunno why. I just–just know that there is something wrong with me. Like definite, for sure. And I hate it. It hurts, I suppose. I think it’s puncturing my brain.”

Chan sobs the last word before you grab his jaw and pull him, so your forehead gently tapped against his. Both pairs of eyes close and you realize how much your love runs deep for him. Again, where he feels nothing is where you’re encased in everything for him. For him.

The 3rd time is now, just after a year. You think. You hope his stone wall will shatter soon to let you in.

When the night is young, and the moon rises, you watch with curious intent as Chan drinks out of a gauntlet and shivers with grimace before the potion's professor with great urgency pushes him towards the hills that envelop around the school.

You follow him and it brings you great Deja vu that wraps around your stomach. Yet this time, rather than just breaking the mere school rules, you’re breaking the law by becoming an unregistered Animagus. Perhaps you’re a dunderhead, but you can’t find it in yourself to care. You want to keep him company.

When the willow ceases its chaos, you slip past the hole near the trunk. Howls and whimpers echo but you don’t pay any attention. The shrieking shack is known for its ghostly activities but not for the true trauma that happens within the wooden boards. How Chan is in great pain because he is in love with someone whom he can’t have. Just because of himself and who he truly is; a bloodthirsty creature.

Yet he’s truly Chan when you strut your way into the broken-down living room, It’s truly Chan when he doesn’t attack you, and he growls against the moonlight. And it truly Chan when nudges you with his nose for a sense of doting that he craves.

You give it to him and lie on the floor, where he joins you. Your ear is near his pulse, and you feel it thrum alive against you, beating harder and harder. The thick wall is about to crumble, you reckon.

When it comes time for dawn to rise, Chan is Chan again, so you painfully twist back into who you are. Where the hardwood floor lies, instead is your boy, who scoops you on top of him. His eyes are glistening with tears and his lips quiver. Your fingers begin to tangle themselves into curls, placing a soft kiss on his forehead. Neither of you have tried to get up yet.

“How long have you known?”

“Since 3rd year. You’re very handsome has anyone told you that?”

He turns pink but shakes his head no. You kiss him once more.

“Turning into an animagus…why would you do that for me. Go through all the trouble. You don’t have to.” He speaks. He starts to cry now.

As for his question, you decide that you don’t have anything else to offer but the truth. “I love you, Channie.”

He scoffs, “Am I not a monster? I could tear you…you apart if I got too out of control. I’m sick in the head and outside of it, do you not understand? You deserve better.”

You tug at his hair which results in a wince, but you move up closer to his lips, just where they hover above them. His breathing stills and he thinks that you’re a complete stunner in his eyes. You think the same if not more.

“And who is to say that except for myself. You’re not a monster, you’re just Chan who can’t eat spicy food. And I’m (Y/n) who’s been in love with you since the very fucking beginning.”

And then you kiss him hard, expressing unsaid emotions into that kiss, starting to tear up when he reciprocates, his fingers gripping your waist making you feel dizzy. When you two pull apart, Chan chuckles as he wipes away a stray tear.

“You’re so beautiful it hurts me. I love you too.”

You’ve completely broken in.

[hydrationnationowo]

Realized that since a felon just got elected president, a Chris Chan presidency is not *completely* off the table

[youreyeson1y]

(wo'ah wo'ah wolking on wolking on) when you're sinking, i'm fishin, that's my flow (wo'ah wo'ah wolking on)

[sellomaybe]

which hogwarts house do yall think stray kids would be in?

i personally think that :

bang chan - either a gryffindor or hufflepuff

lee know: slytherin

changbin - gryffindor

hyunjin - ravenclaw

han - ravenclaw

felix - hufflepuff

seungmin - hufflepuff

jeongin - either a hufflepuff or ravenclaw

[prepolls]

Fairy Fight : Round ONE

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Holly Harris & Jason Chan RD at 2024 Ice Challenge

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[eggielix]

Favourite boy {Minho x Jisung}

Contents: Minsung Hogwarts story. Leeknow Slytherin, Jisung Hufflepuff. Established relationship. 2.1K words.

It was no secret that Minho didn't really like other people. It was no secret either that he despised Hyunjin. People found it comedic, really. Slytherin seeker, Gryffindor seeker, there is bound to be beef. It was even more comedic to see the two fighting in the hallways. Well, fighting was a big word. It was more about Hyunjin stalking after Minho through the corridors and screaming after them. Today, was one of those days.

It was a day before the match between Slytherin and Gryffindor, and Hyunjin's nerves were getting to him. Even though Chan reminded Hyunjin multiple times that he shouldn't start fighting with Minho, this didn't help.

'Come on, Minho, what the hell?!' Minho picked on the salad in front of him, rolling his eyes at the taller Gryffindor. 'It is a big deal! Gryffindor is supposed to win! We will be behind so bad if we lose!'

'And so will we, Hyunjin.' Minho scoffed. 'I'm not going to let you win. If I take the snitch first, I take the snitch first, if you take the snitch first, you take it first. It's as easy as that.' He gave Hyunjin a mocking smile. 'Now quit it. You try this every year.' Minho looked back at his plate as Hyunjin pulled his bright red hair harshly.

'Minho, everyone is counting on me!'

'We are both seekers, darling. I know everything about it.' Minho took a bite of his salad. 'Sit down, you're making me nervous.' Hyunjin fell down on his seat, running a hand through his hair. The frown on his face told Minho that he was thinking deeply. Minho glanced around, lots of people had been staring at them. It was weird enough for a Gryffindor to join the Slytherin table, only to argue with one of them. Minho caught Seungmin and Jeongin walking toward them, Seungmin with his nose buried in a book and Jeongin basically guiding him so he wouldn't fall down. Jeongin frowned at the sight of Hyunjin, glancing with a "what the hell is he doing here?" expression at me. I simply shrugged.

'Hello hyung!' Seungmin smiled as he sat down next to Jeongin, looking up from his book. 'How did your Transfigurations test go?

'Like shit.' Minho complained. 'I swear, McGonagall hates my guts.'

'Even with my help it still went bad?' Seungmin pouted. Jeongin glared at Minho, so he quickly said:

'It went lots better, but I'm just very bad at Transfigurations, Seungmin.' Minho excused himself.

'He should've dropped it, Seungie.' Jeongin said in a sweet voice. 'Nobody can ever teach him this, he's just very bad.' Minho hummed, playing along with the stupid act.

'Extremely.'

'Minho, can't you just, not try to catch the snitch for once?!'

'Excuse me?!' Jeongin frowned at Hyunjin. 'No?! We're becoming the champion this year, Hyunjin. Slytherin is going to win again.' He served some food for Seungmin. 'Expect to get a broken nose tomorrow...' he sang in a mocking voice.

'Jeongin!'

'What?!'

'That's rude.'

'That's Quidditch!' Minho glanced at Hyunjin, who was giving him pleading eyes. Chan would be weak for this.

'You have my answer, Hyunjin.' Minho shrugged. 'I'm sorry.' Hyunjin groaned, grabbing his bag from the ground.

'I'm going to see Chan.' he announced, standing up and marching away. Jeongin followed him with a judging face.

'Who does he think he is?' Jeongin asked. 'Asking you to let them win?!'

'He tries it every year.' Minho shrugged. 'I'd be worried if he didn't try.' Minho finished his salad, running a hand through his brown hair. 'We have training in an hour.' He announced before standing up. 'Be on time for once.' Jeongin gave him a nasty look, that Seungmin couldn't see because he was buried in his books again. Minho gave him a nasty look back before he turned and walked away. Before Minho left the great hall, he glanced at the Hufflepuff table. He saw Jisung and Felix having dinner together, Felix talking enthusiastically, while Jisung was stuffing his cheeks. He was looking like a squirrel. Cute. He looked at him for a few more seconds before he turned around and walked toward his dormitory.

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'No, no, no, Felix, You can ask Changbin, but I'm not going with you into the dark forest.' Jisung detached himself from Felix's hug, readjusting his large, round glasses. Felix whined.

'You don't want to come with me just because Minho is almost done training!' he complained. Jisung flushed red. Felix sighed. 'I'll ask Binnie then!' He turned swiftly, skipping happily toward the Ravenclaw tower. 'Have fun~' he said with a teasing tone as he disappeared out of sight. Jisung ran a hand through his hair, turning as well and walking out of the castle, his robe fluttering behind him. He slipped out through the large wooden doors, walking quickly to the Quidditch field. When he arrived and didn't see any more people flying through the air, he got worried. Had he been too late? But he got there around this time each week. He quickened his step, frowning at the thought of being late. He stepped onto the field, looking around. The chest full of the Quidditch materials was all still there. A soft sound made Jisung look around, it was a soft whistling noise. But he wasn't really sure where it came from.

'Jisung! Duck!' Jisung turned around, a familiar voice echoing through the air. He didn't have much time to think, before he got tackled through the ground, roughly falling down on the fake grass underneath him. He huffed, all the air getting knocked out of him. A weight fell on top of him, not completely crushing him but a little. He opened his eyes, and it got warm immediately. Minho was hovering above him, his hands pinned into the grass beside his head, dark eyes focused upon Jisung, a slight layer of sweat on his forehead and hair messy. He took a deep breath, before giving Jisung a crooked smile. 'I told you to duck, darling. Not to turn around.' It suddenly got really hot in here...

'I- I- it just didn't register.' Jisung stuttered. 'What are you doing anyway?!'

'It was either me who knocked you down or a beater.' Minho said, gesturing in the air. The whistling sound was now clear, it was a beater who got loose. 'And I think you would have rather me knock you down.'

Oh, you can knock me out anytime. Minho smirked. Wait- he didn't just say that out loud, did he?

'I'm going to get that beater back.' he announced, raising himself up from the ground. Out of instinct, Jisung grabbed the quidditch robes and pulled him back down. Minho's eyes widened, raising his eyebrows. 'Oh?'

'Give me a kiss first.' Jisung demanded. Minho giggled, raising his eyes to see if anyone was around.

'You're always so needy for kisses.' Minho teased. 'Seems like you can't go two days without kisses from me.' Jisung huffed, shoving Minho's chest.

'If you don't want to, then suit yourself!' he scoffed, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms. 'Then go get that stupid beater and-' Minho didn't allow Jisung to finish his sentence before he pressed their lips together. Jisung sucked in a breath, before he relaxed against him, gripping the robes to pull him even closer against him. Jisung could feel him smile against his lips. This only urged Jisung to cup Minho's face, making simply no space in between them. Minho felt slightly damp from sweat, he probably trained so hard. Minho pulled away slightly.

'Sung- I'm all sweaty.' he complained, lips not even inches away. Jisung just rolled his eyes, pulling him closer again.

'I don't care.' he mumbled against his lips. He was pleased to feel Minho smiling against his lips.

'You like me too much.'

'Hmh.' Jisung hummed nonchalantly. 'And what are you going to do about it?' Minho hummed for a while, thinking carefully.

'Make you like me even more?' he suggested. Jisung smiled.

'What a suggestion.' Minho moved down once again, to give him a peck on the tip of his nose.

Somewhere in the air, the whistling sound got back. Minho turned his head quickly. His eyes widened and he grabbed Jisung by the waist. Before Jisung knew what was going on, Minho rolled them over, away from their previous position. Not a second later, the beater that had almost hit Jisung, slammed into the ground, making the dirt fly around everywhere. Minho rolled his eyes, glaring at the beater. He gently pushed Jisung off of him before he sprung up and walked to his broom. With his hand above it, he shouted: 'Up!' he caught the broom in his hand as he walked, snatched one of the beater's bat from the ground and flew off. Jisung sat up, watching Minho in awe as he flew around in the air, chasing the beater as if it were the snitch.

The beater hung still in the air for a moment, and Minho took his chance. He raised the bat high in the air and brought it down harshly against the flying ball. It rocketed toward the ground, once again making the dirt fly up everywhere. Jisung looked around and grabbed the other bat from the ground. The moment the beater tried to fly up again, he stepped forward and gave a swing. The moment the bat made contact with the beater, he could feel a shiver go through his body at the sudden impact. The beater flew into the stands, breaking it and making wood fly everywhere. Minho laughed loudly. He crashed to the ground and grabbed the chest, bringing it closer to the broken stand. He clutched the beater to his chest, bringing it to the ground. Jisung watched as he struggled to try to keep ahold of the beater and try and drag it into the chest. He hurried toward them and together, with lots of muscle straining and huffs and puffs, they managed to lock it back into the quidditch chest. Minho sighed, wiping the sweat off his forehead with his forearm. He looked up at Jisung.

'You can become the next Hufflepuff beater if you wanted to?' he suggested, a smirk playing on his lips. Jisung scoffed, hitting him across the head.

'Absolutely not.' he got up, taking his wand from the robe and pointing at the broken stand. 'Reparo.' The broken pieces of wood flew up, mending themselves so the stand wouldn't have to be repaired tomorrow. 'I don't even like Quidditch...' Jisung mumbled, watching the wood fly in the air. Minho raised his eyebrow from his position on the ground.

'You don't?'

'No. I think it's stupid and you can get hurt so badly. I don't know why people are always so excited about Quidditch. It's just like rugby in the muggle world.' Minho couldn't help but giggle as he listened to Jisung's rant.

'If you don't like Quidditch,' he interrupted him. 'Why do you always come to the matches?' He saw Jisung visibly freeze when he brought that up. When he turned around, he was fiddling with his wand, turning it in his hand nervously. He grinned.

'Well, you like Quidditch and it means something to you. And I like seeing you play...' Jisung confessed. He snapped his head toward him. 'But I only like seeing you play when you don't get hurt!' he exclaimed. 'Minho- I swear to god if you get hurt again I will kill you!' Minho frowned.

'How does that make sense?'

'I will make it make sense.' Minho smiled, shaking his head and getting up from the grass. He grabbed his wand and a handle of the chest. Before he could ask Jisung to help him, he had already pointed his wand at the chest and called; "Wingardium leviosa." The chest became weightless and started levitating in the air, making it easier to pull along. Minho smiled at Jisung.

'You're so bright...' Jisung blushed before he skipped after Minho to put the stuff away. He called another spell when the two arrived in the shed, making the chest fall down harshly. Minho closed the shed and locked it, turning toward Minho. He smiled at him, and Jisung had to contain his own smile. 'So what do you want to do now?' Jisung shrugged.

'Something with you.' Jisung admitted. Minho extended his arm and Jisung took his hand, the widest smile on his face. Minho led him toward the castle.

'I do have to like, change, real quick.'

'Oh, I wouldn't mind seeing you change.' Minho side-eyes the Hufflepuff, who only had a mischievous grin on his face.

'Hmh... Maybe we can arrange something...'

'I think we definitely can.'

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IT's been a while lmao. Enjoy my story from a LOOONNGG time back.

[enbyjjunie]

HOW DKB WOULD REACT TO FINDING YOU MASTURBATING

not requested

this is just my thoughts on the matter and it's okay if you disagree, this is just fiction. i'm not saying this is how dkb is and this post should not be taken seriously.

dkb coming home to find their partner in bed, touching themself and not having noticed suddenly not being alone !

cw: masturbation (reader), slight dom/sub dynamic (d1, heechan), semi-voyeurism (gk), taking pictures/videos (lune), implied oral (reader receiving) (yuku), implied sex (harry-june)

BY READING FURTHER, YOU AGREE THAT YOU ARE AT THE AGE OF 18 OR OLDER

changmin would be flustered finding you like that. i mean, he gets that it's something you do. he knows he works a lot and so to expect you not to take care of business yourself would be kinda insane. i can see him giving you your privacy and going to wait somewhere else at home, maybe even taking care of himself if that image of you is stuck in his head. "hey..." as soon as he sees you again, having been patiently waiting on the couch. "in the future... what would you like me to do?" he's open to your needs and prefers knowing what you'd like him to do if he ever found you like that again.

dongil would sneak up on you, either he can't see what you're doing or he knows damn well; it doesn't make a difference, suddenly you just hear him whisper in your ear; "couldn't even wait for me?" such a little shit, cos after that he's urging you to keep going and pretend he's not there, as if you don't need him after such a greeting, your own hands very much underperforming with the possibility of his help. dongil though... he'll help if you beg him to, of course he will; you're his love, but that doesn't mean he won't take any and all chances to tease the fuck out of you. afterwards though he just says "you could've asked when i was home. you could've even told me why you were asking and i'd be here in a flash." but hey he's not complaining about finding you 'compromised'.

nervous boy! there are a lot of thoughts going through gwanghyun's head and at the same time, he feels like his head is absolutely empty. meanwhile, you look like a dream, lying in your shared bed, writhing, letting all your noises out that come naturally and he's mesmerised. as he hears a small 'hyunie?' he comes over to the side of the bed and kisses you softly, first on your lips and then your forehead. "hi sweetie. are you okay?" he absolutely lets you nuzzle into him, joining you in bed for the ultimate after-orgasm snuggle. 'were you watching for long?' "yeah, i'm sorry, you just looked and sounded so so good, i couldn't help myself."

heechan would almost be skipping, happy to be home to you, until he turns the corner to your bedroom. it's not that he's not still very happy to see you, it is that he's very happy to see you. it's really like a switch, hunger filling his body. "honey, what are you doing?" the air is thick and heavy. you hadn't been told to ask for permission, per se, but it was an established routine, that if you were feeling needy, you'd ask him if you can touch yourself, and if he had the time, he'd even call you to listen to your whines and maybe even speak you through it. now, you could tell him 'not now' and he'd drop it immediately; if you're not in the mood, you're not in the mood, but the way you turn around to face him with big eyes tells him to continue. "handling your pleasure is my job. now, hands off and let me do it."

unless given explicit permission, sungmin is exiting stage right, letting you do that on your own. but if given said permission, he might just stay and watch. pretty recognises pretty, and lord does he find you pretty. and it's a perfect scene in front of him; his lovely partner writhing on a messy bed, warm sunlight seeping in and bathing you in a golden colour. "pretty..." is being muttered under his breath as he cannot possibly tear his eyes off of you in all your beautiful glory. if it is something you like, he might even pull out his phone and start taking pictures and videos. he loves showing you his perspective; how gorgeous he finds you, and having some visuals for later also doesn't hurt.

junseo, the forever softie that he is, would shed all unnecessary clothes and join you in bed. you'd been with your back to the door and too preoccupied with yourself to notice the doors being unlocked and locked, opened and closed. he'd quickly snake his strong arms around you and pull you flush to his body; your back resting against his chest and your ass against his crotch. "hello, little love, do you need any help?" he's dead serious. because if you wanna just get off with your own practised technique and skills, he'd be happy to hold you and kiss you as you shake in his arms, but if you were to say yes, he wouldn't even take a breath before his fingers are on you, finding their own rhythm to please you with.

yuku moves around very quietly usually, which makes it hard to hear when he's walking into rooms, especially when that isn't what's on the forefront of your mind. you jump, a shiver rushing down to your core as you suddenly see him in front of you, smiling. he's scanning your face and making sure you're not uncomfortable with him being there, and then he asks; "would you like me to do that for you?" he loves making you feel good, especially giving you head, so he'll take every chance he can get for that. when you nod, he slowly brings his hand to your hair and starts stroking, calming your wild hair, before moving down to lay down on his stomach, his head between your thighs, looking up at you and kissing the soft skin. "lay back and relax, darling."

unlike yuku, there'd be nothing subtle or sneaky about harry. you'd hear an "oh baby" coming from the door to the bedroom, turning to look, seeing harry standing there with a wolfish smile. he'd look like he's ready to pounce. he wouldn't be able to stay put for long and he's quickly making his way over and jumping onto the bed, big hand running under you to hold on your back, lifting you up so that he can kiss you hungrily, ending it with breathing out something like "fuck, you're hot". it's probably likely you end up having sex with him. he couldn't see you like that and not fuck you. you still got your orgasm anyway.

starting this at 6 am, not having slept in like 21 hours you're welcome... this is what happens but unfortunately, i can't just sleep-deprive myself to get writing when i have to have enough energy to work in a kindergarten... (update on day of posting - this has been sitting on my drafts for a while and ig i'm posting it now as a sorry for being so slow at getting the kinktober days out and i thank you for your patience)

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