#changbin yandere smut

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Okay hear me out can I request yandere skz whose darling hates/refuses to even look at them and says mean things to the boys in order to get them to leave her alone but it has the opposite effect

Are you defying me, darling?

The more you distance yourself, the closer they might become. Take it slow if you're unsure.

⚠️ yandere theme, unhealthy obsession, and a lot more⚠️

Hyung line, Maknae line

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Chan

Chan, your sunshine, your anchor – the very picture of gentleness. He opens doors with a smile, treats you like royalty, and knows exactly how to make you laugh. Yet, a knot of apprehension coils in your stomach because for all his sweetness, there's a line you never want him to cross. The air hangs heavy. You haven't spoken in what feels like hours, the silence a suffocating blanket. It started with a simple plea, a desperate need for some space, some time to breathe without the constant hum of his presence. The words tumbled out, harsh and ragged. "Can you just leave me alone, damn it?" The change in Chan is instantaneous. His smile vanishes, replaced by a coldness that sends shivers down your spine. A heavy silence descends, thick and suffocating. You steal a glance at him, and your heart plummets. His eyes, usually sparkling with warmth, are now narrowed lasers, fixated on you. The air crackles with a tension you've never witnessed before. Then, a deceptively calm voice breaks the silence. "What did you just say, sweetheart?" he asks, the endearment sounding foreign in this new context. It's clear he doesn't like what he heard, and a flicker of fear ignites in your chest.

You shrink back, your voice barely a whisper as you repeat, "I... I just want to be alone, Chan." But the damage is done. With a slow, deliberate movement, Chan closes the distance. He towers over you, his form an imposing shadow. He crouches down, invading your personal space, and gently, but firmly, cups your chin with his hand. You wince as his nails dig slightly into your skin, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Sweetheart," he says, his voice a low rumble, sending shivers down your spine. It's calm, almost too calm, and that terrifies you more than any outburst. His eyes hold you captive, a storm brewing beneath the surface. "I may love you," he continues, his words laced with a dangerous undercurrent, "but disrespect won't be tolerated. Remember that." Seeing the tear, a flicker of something crossed Chan's face – maybe regret, maybe anger. It was gone as quickly as it appeared, replaced by a chilling coldness. "Tears won't work this time," he said, his voice devoid of any warmth. He reached out, a single finger brushing against your chin, tilting your face up to meet his gaze. "You will explain yourself," he said, his voice a harsh whisper. "And you will understand exactly why you don't get to ask for space from me."

Minho

Minho wasn't like other guys. He didn't crave grand gestures or whispered sweet nothings. No, Minho thrived on the spark in your eyes when he sent shivers down your spine with a surprise tickle or a whispered threat that danced on the edge of plausibility. The way you flustered, the stammer that replaced your usual sharp retorts when he'd corner you with a teasing question – that was his fuel. So, when you finally snapped, a glorious eruption after weeks of his calculated torment, a thrill snaked through him, cold and exhilarating. "Get away from me, don't touch me, you jerk!" you shouted, cheeks flushed a furious red. He'd expected the usual splutter of insults, a well-placed punch maybe, but this raw defiance, this unfamiliar vulnerability – it was intoxicating. Minho's smirk wasn't playful this time. It was a slow, deliberate twist of his lips, a predator recognizing a challenge in its prey. You wanted him gone? Perfect. He'd become your shadow, a constant reminder of the delicious chaos he reveled in unleashing. The way your breath hitched when he brushed past a little too close, the flinch you couldn't quite suppress when he materialized at your locker – oh, he'd savor every startled reaction, every muttered curse under your breath.

Perhaps you didn't understand him, and maybe that was part of the allure. Minho was an enigma, a puzzle only he held the key to. But that didn't matter. He thrived on the chase, on the unpredictable rhythm your dynamic had taken. Your pain, a byproduct of his gamesmanship, was a mere footnote – the price you paid for defying him. "Feeling spicy today, aren't we?" he drawled, his voice low and gravelly. He stopped directly in front of you, his face mere inches away. "Seems like somebody needs a reminder of who's in charge," he continued, his smirk widening. A single finger brushed against your cheek, sending shivers down your spine. You wanted to fight back, to spit out a retort, but the words wouldn't come. The fear was a thick fog clouding your thoughts. Minho seemed to revel in your silence. He chuckled, a low, humorless sound. "Don't worry, sweetheart," he leaned in closer, his voice barely a whisper but filled with chilling promise. "We have plenty of time for you to learn your lesson." The enclosed space became a prison, the air thick with unspoken threats and simmering tension. You knew this wasn't a game anymore. This was Minho asserting his dominance, and you were the unwilling participant in his twisted play.

Changbin

You clench your fists, heart hammering against your ribs. "Damn you," you growl, the words tasting metallic on your tongue, "don't come any closer, jerk!" Changbin's laugh echoes in the confined space. It's a sound you've never heard before, devoid of its usual teasing lilt and replaced with something darker, hungrier. This new side of him sends a shiver down your spine, both terrifying and...exciting? The thought is fleeting, pushed aside by the urgency of the situation. He ignores your protest, a predatory glint in his eyes. Each step he takes is a deliberate invasion of your personal space, until your back is pressed flush against the wall, trapped. His hands snake around you, pinning you against the cool surface. It feels like the room has shrunk, the air itself thick with unspoken tension. "So what, huh?" he taunts, leaning in so close his warm breath tickles your ear. "I can do whatever I want." His voice is a low rumble, sending shivers down your spine. It's as if this sudden resistance has ignited a fire within him, a twisted competition to break you, to own you completely. You can almost see the gears turning in his head, a game suddenly unfolding before you. One he intends to win.

Shame burned through you, hot and acrid. You hated yourself for the traitorous flicker of excitement that had dared to ignite within you. Changbin's dark eyes, usually lit with playful mischief, were now narrowed with predatory intent. The possessiveness that radiated from him was suffocating. "This isn't a game, Changbin," you spat, your voice shaking but defiant. You met his gaze head-on, refusing to show fear. "Don't you dare turn this into some twisted dominance act." A flicker of surprise crossed his face, quickly replaced by a slow, dangerous smile. "Dominance act?" he echoed, his voice low and silken. His thumbs brushed across your wrists, sending a jolt through you. "Perhaps," he continued, leaning in further, his breath hot against your cheek. "Or maybe it's just a reminder of who calls the shots here, sweetheart." His smile faltered for a moment, a flicker of something you couldn't decipher passing through his eyes. Then, with a sigh that seemed to shake the very room, he released you. You stumbled back a step, breathing heavily, the air suddenly feeling thin. "Maybe you're right," he conceded, his voice back to its usual drawl, though a hint of darkness lingered. "Maybe we need a different kind of reminder." He took a step back, his eyes holding yours with an intensity that sent chills down your spine. "A reminder of the consequences of defying me."

Hyunjin

Your outburst, a tirade fueled by pent-up frustration and veiled truths, had frozen Hyunjin. He stood there, a statue carved from confusion and a flicker of something darker. You spat out the final words, "Just get out! Leave me alone you jerk!" expecting a fight, an apology, anything but the unsettling silence that followed. He left, the quiet deafening and thick with unspoken threats. But the absence wasn't a reprieve. It was a predator stalking its prey. Every creak of the floorboards sent your pulse racing, every shadow a potential monster. Sleep was a distant memory replaced by a hypervigilance that left you drained. The bed felt vast and empty, the once comforting weight of Hyunjin beside you a chilling reminder of what you'd lost. Days blurred. The air crackled with a tension so thick you choked on it. Then, one evening, just as the remnants of hope started to flicker, Hyunjin reappeared. He wasn't the playful boy you knew. His eyes, usually sparkling with amusement, were now steely and focused. They scanned the room, lingering on you, assessing. Silence stretched, broken only by the shallow rasp of your own breath. "So," he finally spoke, his voice devoid of its usual warmth, "you want to be alone, do you?" It wasn't a question.

It was a challenge, a test to gauge your sincerity. You opened your mouth to apologize, to plead, but the words wouldn't come. The fear had lodged itself in your throat, a physical weight hindering any attempt at defiance. A slow, predatory smile spread across Hyunjin's face. "There are consequences for everything," he said, each word dripping with a chilling possessiveness. "Especially disrespect." Tears welled up in your eyes, blurring your vision. You wanted to scream, to fight back against the oppressive atmosphere, but the fear kept you rooted to the spot. "I… I'm sorry," you stammered, your voice barely a whisper. Hyunjin stopped in front of you, his face inches away. You could feel the heat radiating from his body, the intensity of his gaze making it difficult to breathe. "Sorry isn't enough," he said, his voice a low growl. "You will understand, one way or another, how much respect I deserve." He reached out, a single finger tilting your chin up so you were forced to meet his gaze. "We don't need space," he murmured, his voice a chilling caress. "We need understanding. And you," he leaned in even closer, his breath hot against your ear, "will learn exactly what that means." He wasn't angry, exactly. He was calculating, methodical, a predator who had finally cornered his prey.

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SKZ Reaction: He hurts the reader II (Hyung Line)

A/N: this is for @slayhyunjin one of my favorite followers and I’d like to say a friend now. Merry Christmas hun you wanted them to make up and I did what I could but please remember in part one Minho was a Yandere so his is technically a good ending in his mind but I will have the Maknae line out soon so get the cutest most fluffy Jeongin pics ready cause that was what was promised 😭😂 but anyway I hope y’all enjoy this and it makes y’all a little happy to see that I’m alive and still writing.

Masterlist Part 1

Chan:

Your phone had been ringing off the charts since you had left your shared apartment with Chan. You stared at the waves of the ocean as the sea breeze kissed your tear stained cheeks. Your fear had dwindled in the hours you had been sitting here on this empty beach. You bite your lip, maybe you did misunderstand. You knew Chan almost better than you knew yourself; which is why you know he’d never cheat on you. You know that she probably did fall or even if she purposely fell Chan was probably innocently helping her up because that’s the type of person he is. Well, you thought he was…that is until that lamp whipped past your head and was sent crashing against the wall. Guilt filled you as you remembered the way Chan pleaded with you not to go. He knew you had nowhere to stay, you weren’t from South Korea though you had lived here for almost 5 years it wasn’t easy for you to make friends as a foreigner wether you fit in or not. You didn’t fit with most of the things that happened around you in this country and without your relationship with Chan though, living here was apart of your dreams growing up, you would have never made the leap into moving here without him and his support. Tears filled your eyes once again as you remembered the only people you have to talk to would probably immediately send Chan over to your location. You hate yourself for wishing he was actually here, you hate how much you feel like you need his insight in what you should do but you did know he’d probably think of an answer logically without including his own emotions into whatever advice he’d give you. You sigh heavily as you lift yourself from the sand and make your way back to your car. Your phone in hand as the special ringtone you had set for Chan blared through the speaker. You almost chuckle to yourself at the irony; he finally called you right after you thought about how much you needed his help. You were relieved to see the comforting texts from his members after they had called but for those few hours you had been gone Chan hadn’t once called you. Pressing the green button you lift the phone to your ear hesitantly as you sit yourself in the drivers seat. .

You almost let out a sob as you heard his tear laced voice ring through your phone “Y-Y/N?” He questioned as he sniffled. You hear him struggling to catch his breath between his sobs “Y/N if you’re there you don’t have to say anything but please just listen..” he pleads, you could tell he was trying to calm his breathing “I-I’m so sorry, I know what you saw with that trainee looked really really bad…b-but I swear I don’t even know that girl. She is—was just a backup dancer for the Case 143 concept but since she made you and me uncomfortable we all agreed she can work with Itzy or Twice.” Your heart clenches at his caring nature which is why the girl still had a job in the first place. “But Her actions and my behavior wasn’t okay and I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have done that and I don’t want to make any excuses like I was angry because that doesn’t make it okay. I should have never gotten that violent, I should have just let you cool off and came to talk to you when we both had calmed down and. For that I’m so sorry and if you don’t want to be with me anymore I’d completely understand honestly I think you shouldn’t be with me anymore because what I did isn’t okay and I know that and i deserve for you to leave—ITS NOT LIKE YOU HIT ME OR ANYTHING!” You exclaim almost fuming at the way he was describing himself “it doesn’t matter. What I did was wrong and I don’t want you to justify it either. I was wrong to do that it makes me sick to my stomach knowing I could have really hurt you. Thank god I didn’t but what if I did? I wasn’t paying attention Y/N you could have gotten seriously hurt what would have happened if it hit you—but it didn’t” you cut him off once again, as tears rolled down your cheeks “Chan are you breaking up with me?” You hear a whimper release from his lips “Why would you want to be with a guy that almost hurt you physically?” He questions “you even said you wanted to get your stuff and leave me because of all this” he cries “why wouldn’t I want to protect you even if it’s from myself? I love you more than anything in this world and that’s why I don’t want you to forgive me because the idea of you getting hurt by my own hand makes me disgusted I can’t even look at you without feeling like shit knowing I really fucked this up” your heart cracks at the pain and guilt laced in his tone “you want to know why I do want to forgive you?” You ponder “You do?” He asks bewildered you give yourself a small sad smile before answering “yes, because if you were really the type to hurt me physically you wouldn’t feel like breaking up would be the best option, you think about things rationally and always put how I feel or could possibly feel first. You genuinely show that you care about me and it makes me know you’re a genuinely good person and that’s why I love you that’s why I want to be with you. Things were…intense to say the least but I do want to work things out soon maybe not today maybe not tomorrow but I do want to work things out with you and move on from this with you as your girlfriend” the line goes silent for a second “okay..b-but can I ask you something?” He asks hesitantly “yeah anything..” you reply instantly. “C-can we move on from this with you as my fiancé? I really didn’t want to propose like this but I really really want to marry you and I can’t imagine us breaking up without me at least asking you s-so that y-you do know my intentions” You can hear the hesitation and love in his words the question really throws you for a loop “C-can I answer you when I’m ready to come talk? I do want to be with you but I’d like to be proposed to properly I don’t want to remember the way we got engaged like this even though the answer is and will always be yes but for right now it’s a maybe later I love you Channie I’ll see you in couple days I promise..” you reply lovingly. You can almost hear the smile on his lips as he responds “I’d wait for you forever don’t worry I’ll see you soon my love and I’ll do it right next time I promise..”

Minho:

The smell of mildew filled your nose, the feeling of your bed is different. Your eyes are burning as they adjust to the fluorescent light, your eyes widen in shock. This isn’t your room. You look around in a panic as you throw the foreign blanket off you. You look around the room, you didn’t see a single window. The only furniture that was there was the bed you were seated on and a chair across the room facing where you were once sleeping. Where were you? You lift yourself from the bed and make your way toward the door, noticing your lack of pants and shoes you rush toward the door trying to twist and pull on the knob before slamming your fist into it repeatedly “HELLO?! HELLO?! IS ANYONE THERE?” You call as you continue to pound your fist on the door. Panic filling your body in a tidal wave you hear footsteps coming toward you “HELLO?! Who’s there?! PLEASE HELP ME!” You hear the person stop infront of the door as you try to open it again. “Hello?!” You call once more to the stranger finally realizing how much of a bad idea it was. You had no clue who was on the other side of that door. It could be the person that put you here. Were they going to hurt you? What did they want? You questioned to yourself, bile rose in your throat as you heard the slight ‘click’ from the lock and see the knob turn “W-wait!” You shout the door doesn’t move “A-are you going to hurt me?” You question pressing your ear to the door only to hear silence in return “please answer me” you plead the stranger knocks once “d-does that mean yes?” You question fear filling your tone. They knock once again “Does that mean no?” You hear two knocks in response “O-Okay…why am I here? Where am I?” You hear a heavy sigh on the other side of the door before they force it open.

Your eyes widen in shock and relief washes over you, as you’re greeted by your boyfriend. “Minho!” You exclaim tears almost streaming down your face as you rush over to him and wrap your arms around his neck burying your face in his neck “Thank god! Why did you do that why didn’t you answer me I’m so scared right now and you couldn’t just tell me what was going on? What happened why am I here how’d I get here? Where are my clothes?” You question as you pull back noticing the stoic expression on his face “I took them” he states matter of factly. “W-why?” You question slowly removing yourself from from him “so you can’t leave of course” he smiles sinisterly. Your mouth hanging open in shock “what? You did this to me so I can’t leave?” He smiles once more the light that always sat in his eyes now gone their almost soulless. “Min what’s going on? Something seems off” you question nervously as you take a step back away from him “you think it’s okay to break up with me? I think it’s quite okay that I prevent that. You told me to not come back to see you anymore. I can’t just let that happen, it’s okay you just have to stay here; I’ll take care of you baby, don’t worry.” He says taking a small step toward you as he placed a pout on his lips “can’t you hug me again? I wasn’t ready so I really didn’t get to hold you like I wanted” his hand caresses your cheek “what do you mean I just have to stay here? What about my apartment? My job? My friends and family?” You question. Minho smiles sickeningly “That’s the best part baby everyone already thinks you’re either dead or missing at the very least. It’s okay I made everything look very believable and it won’t be linked to me or anything I am really sorry that I did have to collect your blood a little, I know you’re scared of needles that’s why I put those pills in your drink so you would sleep through it cause I know you’d be scared but, because I needed everyone to think you’d died in the ordeal but you can’t even feel it can you? I really did a great job right baby? Now we can be together and nothing is wrong anymore everything is fine. I mean it will suck to have to act really sad around my members knowing you’re alive but I have to so they don’t think something is wrong didn’t I do good baby? I’ll always do great things for you and now you can be free from those burdens, I’ll take care of you. You can live here it’s a house I know about that’s underground you can walk around it as you like. I’m sorry I locked you in here but you were sleeping and I didn’t want you to possibly sleep walk or anything because that was one of the side effects—you’re fucking crazy” you cut him off in shock at his admissions. “What the hell is wrong with you?” You growl. Fear grows in your stomach as his façade drops the smile quickly gone from his lips turning into a straight line.

“Fine then I guess you can’t go around as you like. And if you try to run I’ll cut your Achilles tendon look I don’t want to have to do it this way but you’re not giving me a choice so go lay on your bed and think about what you said to me and fucking fix it when I come back with food for you. I love you so I don’t want to have to leave you in here for too long, but I am an Idol you know? things like random world tours can come up and be there for months on end so who would take care of you if I decide to leave you here while I go? Either figure out if you want to be truly like the old you and die in a bloody gory death. If you be good and listen to me like you used to then I’ll be just as good to you. I don’t want to hurt you nor does the idea appeal me honestly it makes me nauseous but I’ll do what I have to. Be good lay down and just let me love you the way only I can. There’s no one else for you anyway it’s us for the rest of our lives babe and if you have a problem with that, well I’ll take Stockholm Syndrome even if it’s your own brain tricking you into loving me again just so you can dissociate from this. I’ll take it but if you act like this again we will have an issue.” He threatens tilting his head to the side taking a step toward you “Do you want there to be an issue?” You shake your head in response “O-of course not, Min I-I was just surprised by what you said. I’m just mad you had to use a needle on me but I really appreciate all the effort you went through, y-you did well I promise. Im not mad at you im sorry for trying to break up with you I won’t ever do it again but Min I don’t want to stay here let me go with you.” You force out, you felt like throwing up at the softness of your tone. “I’m sorry baby you have to stay here but if you’re really not mad come here give me a kiss let me hold you.” You pout at his words “p-please min I don’t want to be left here don’t leave me here please I’ll be good ill listen to your rules can’t I just be with you all the time? C-can’t I just live with you? I’m scared please Min” you plead, you felt disgusted with yourself begging him but you could tell he’s unstable and you didn’t know what he was truly capable of but you knew this was not going to end well if you didn’t listen to him. Bringing yourself closer to him you place your lips on his feeling his arms wrap around you and you could almost pretend like things were how they used to be.

Changbin:

Waking up in a panic you look around the room, almost worrying when you didn’t find Changbin sleeping beside you. The events from the night previous replay in your mind as you lift yourself from the bed. A sharp sting spreads throughout your back. You groan in pain, the door shooting open at the sound. “Y/N, are you okay?” Changbin rushes into the room in a frenzy. You stare at him bewildered, “yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?” You question almost sarcastically. You finally notice his disheveled state, the ghost of the trails of tears that streamed down his face. The scabs and bruises on his knuckles, you’re eyes widen in shock seeing his hands. Almost like a reflex you rush out of bed and grab his hand “What happened?!” You question worriedly taking his hand in yours .“I’m an asshole….” He states with a pout on his lips. “What? What happened to your hand Binnie? Are you okay?” He removes his hand from your grasp. “I’m a disgusting person…I was mad that I-sigh- I was mad that I hurt you s-so I punched the wall” you’re eyes widen “YOU PUNCHED THE WALL?!” You exclaim. “I fixed it after I made a hole in it. I have to paint it but it’s fixed” he murmurs. “DO YOU REALLY THINK I CARE ABOUT THAT FUCKING WALL? ILL DEMOLISH IT IF I WANTED TO WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?” You growl at him anger growing in your gut at the idea of him hurting himself. “I deserved it.” He states matter of factly. “Honestly I deserve worse. I’m sorry, but when you were sleeping I checked on your back and put some ointment on it but it’s a really big bruise. S-seeing it….I wanted to die. I hate myself for doing that to you. I got really mad at myself and it just happened. I’m so sorry, you don’t understand how much I said it when you were sleeping but I need you to know I’m really sorry and that it won’t happen again because-sigh-Y/N I think we should break up.” He sobs. You stare at him. “What? You want to break up? W-why? I won’t be clingy or harass you anymore I love you I don’t want to break up” you cry.

It was his turn to be shocked “Y/N I hurt you. I gave you a huge bruise on your back. I put my hands on you which is something I never thought I’d do. I can’t be with you knowing I did that and honestly I’m disappointed you would just let it go. Don’t make excuses for me, don’t try to justify it because there is no justification. I can’t redeem myself from this—yes you can—No I can’t you may be able to forgive me but I won’t be able to forgive myself. Look at your back Y/N! Actually fucking look at it I look like a domestic abuser. It makes me fucking sick!” He snaps. Your heart feels like it’s being ripped right from your chest and dangled infront of you. “Bin I love you I don’t want to break up we can figure things out. We can fix this. My back will heal” you go to grab his hand again “but the trauma from it won’t. Not right away.” He states sadly as he takes a step back. You let out a whimper “please we can work through this I love you. I know you’re going to be disappointed that I want to forgive you. But look at you right now I know you wouldn’t do it again you look like you hate yourself right now. You are beating yourself up already why would I pour salt on that wound I’m sorry but you’re not breaking up with me I’m the one that got hurt I’m the one with the bruise on my back so I’m the one that gets to make this decision and we’re not breaking up.” You see the disappointment on his face “Y/N.—no we’re not breaking up if that’s what you want to say then I don’t want to hear it” you argue placing your hands on your ears. A pout etched onto your lips as you stare at him with tear filled eyes. You shake your head at him. A small sad smile spreads across his lips. “Okay. You win we won’t break up. Im happy you’re quite stubborn and strong willed when it comes to people you love. But I am disappointed you would forgive someone that hurt you physically…” His tone is soft and caring. You feel the anxiety of a break up dwindling as you wrap your arms around Changbins neck placing soft kisses against his cheek. “I love you, you’ll forgive yourself in time with me by your side okay?”

Hyunjin:

“It’s just a sprain. Rest it for 48 hours and take your anti-inflammatory. And keep the splint on for a week or two as it is only a Grade 1 sprain. Come back if the pain gets any worse or if it seems like the swelling isn’t going down.” The doctor informed as he handed you your discharge paperwork. You nod along before making your way out of the hospital. You’re not excited about going home, the drive here was excruciatingly painful but at least your wrist is splinted. You couldn’t believe how Hyunjin reacted. How could he hurt you like that? The thought of the events earlier in the afternoon made you fee nauseous, how could the guy you loved for the past year choose his crazy ‘best friend’ over you? You had allowed Yerim’s antics to go on for too long based on her friendship with Hyunjin. Pulling into your driveway you’re quite pissed to see Hyunjins car still there. Meaning they were both still here. Your blood boiled as you forced yourself out of your car locking it behind you as you make your way to the door. Before you could enter your code into the pad, the door is forced open. You’re greeted with the sight of a disheveled Hyunjin. Tears streaming down his face, his sobs growing worse and worse with the glare you had directed at him. You roll your eyes as you shove past him, seeing his suitcase that was once under your bed now in the living room right beside the couch a complete lack of Yerims presence lingered. “W-wait! Please…” his whimpers between his sniffles as he wipes his face on his sleeves. “Wait for what Hyunjin? You weren’t supposed to be here when I got back remember? It seems your friend knows how to listen properly but you can’t.” You growl your mouth pulled into a harsh line, as you clenched your jaw. “I-I know but how could I just leave? I tried okay? I tried to listen to you I packed my stuff even though I didn’t want to I just—I couldn’t leave knowing you’re hurt. I couldn’t leave knowing that I may never get to see you again and I know it’s selfish but I have to try to fix this. I didn’t know what Yerim said but if it’s anything like what she tried to do then I’m sorry I never realized. I’m sorry I never knew the things Yerim did to you…b-but I do now! I swear I know the truth now and I’m sorry I should have never pushed you I should have listened to what happened.. a-and I would have probably done worse to Yerim if she said the things to me that she said to you.” He cries as he makes his way over to you stopping right infront of you he tries to caress your cheek. You flinch at his action, and a pout forms on his lips as he hesitantly places his hand back at his side “how’d you find out?” You question your eyes finally meeting his “cause there’s a reason I never told you”

His eyebrows scrunch together “does it matter how I found out? And why? Why would never tell me? How long has she been harassing you with that bullshit because that’s what it is. It’s bullshit! I never once slept with her. I never once told her I loved her, she was my best friend and I saw her like a sister and when she tried to throw herself on me when you had left I just lost my shit and realized what was going on.” He explained with tears streaming down his face. A heavy sigh is released from his lips and his current state is enough to send your heart into the morgue. “Jinnie—She was fucking pissed that I supposedly was choosing you over her but she doesn’t realize how many times you probably feel like I chose her over you. You should have told me but that doesn’t excuse what I did to you and I’m so fucking sorry Y/N. I really am, a-and if you let me I’ll make it up to you. Yerim is gone she’s out of my life she means nothing to me if she could try to ruin something that she knows I’ve dedicated myself to. She knew I wanted to marry you. She came with me to pick the ring for when I proposed but in the end even her attempts didn’t ruin anything. You knew she was bullshitting. In the end, I ruined everything but I will fix it. I’ll make it up to you I want to be with you I love you and I’m so fucking sorry” He cut you off dropping to his knees and holding your good hand in both of his “if you forgive me for this it will never happen again. I’m so sorry that I pushed you. I’m so sorry I let my anger get the better of me because you are right I heard her tell you those things and I heard you defend me and I don’t know I couldn’t think and I got mad. But if it makes you feel any better I pushed her too probably a lot worse than I pushed you and I told her I want nothing to do with her anymore I think she got the message cause she slapped the shit out of me and left” you’re eyes widen at his confession your hand instinctively lifting his face inspecting his cheek seeing the fading red mark. “I’ll fucking kill her she did what?!” You growl “she hit you?” You rush past him grabbing your keys only to be halted by Hyunjin grabbing your hand “it’s fine I deserved it for what I did to you” he comforts, your eyebrows raise “yeah and if anyone deserves to hit you it’d be me not her and I didn’t nor would I want to hit you let alone allow some slut to do the same thing to MY boyfriend. Don’t try to stop me cause I’m going to fuck her up Hyunjin” you notice the way his face lit up “Am I?” You shake your head at him in confusion “are you what?” He bites his lip as he stared at the ground “Am I still your boyfriend? What I did was really really bad…and I don’t feel like I deserve to call myself that anymore since you told me to leave” you look at him feeling a little guilty, whilst you did indeed tell him to pack his shit and leave you are kind of relieved he didn’t listen. While you didn’t enjoy the fact that he pushed you, his loyalty and the love he has for the people around him is what drew you to him in the first place. If Yerim wasn’t such a bitch and didn’t antagonize the issue then this wouldn’t have happened and yes, while he shouldn’t have pushed you he thought he was protecting his childhood friend.

“I’d like to think you still are…I-if you still want to be—more than anything I want to be your boyfriend more than I want to be an idol at this very moment” he cuts you off looking at you with hope. You bite your bottom lip and wrap your arms around his neck. You hear a sigh of relief release from his throat as he holds you against him as if you’d disappear when he let go. “Thank god….I love you so much I’m so sorry you won’t regret this I promise” he cries as he buries his face in your neck. You smile slightly pulling your head back to look at your sad puppy of a boyfriend pressing your lips against his. He kisses you passionately before you pull away “But if I ever see Yerim it’s on sight. She doesn’t have the right to put her hands on you just for rejecting her. She’s going to get her ass whooped and you won’t be able to stop me…”

[linos-luna]

I really like your chanchang post! Can you make their reaction to the fact that the reader ran away?

Your wish is by command ✌️

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Our Doll (Pt. 2) ❣️🔪

Yandere!Chan x Fem!Reader x Yandere!Changbin

(Pt. 1) (Pt. 2) (Pt. 3)

Warnings: yandere! Kidnapping, smut, handjob, fingering, choking, noncon kissing

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Friends to the end right? Even when there’s a girl in the picture. How about a girl to mutually obsess over? Perhaps even better!

They were successful in kidnapping you. It’s been a few days and you were desperate to escape.

The past few days have been plagued with obsessive rants and admissions of love along with some unwanted romantic advances. They were insane. Crazy obsessed and messed in the head. How could they act like this is normal.

They called you babygirl or doll. Heck, they very much treated you like one. Changbin loved dressing you up and tucking you into bed. He was gentle except when he wasn’t. In fact, he was quite scary when mad or frustrated.

Chan, on the other hand, was more calm and collected. But it was still unsettling on how he was the mastermind here. He was a dominating personality. One look at his friend and Changbin would stop. He’d roughly manhandle you and force feed you so that you’re “healthy.”

You needed to get out. This will only get worse.

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“Please, my little doll. Just let me do it~”

You shook your head as Chan wasn’t letting up on you. He wanted your consent. He wants to show you his love.

He had you pinned to the bed, kissing at your neck and to your collar bone as he rubbed you over your panties. It wasn’t something you wanted but your body didn’t care. You were getting increasingly wet.

Chan was frustrated as you kept turning your head when he tried kissing your lips.

“Stop moving.” He said sternly while putting his hand to your throat.

You only stayed still when he squeezed lightly. Tears streamed down your cheeks as he squeezed harder, indicating that he wanted you to kiss back. So you did.

“So you do love me.” Chan said with a smirk as he slowly slipped his fingers under your panties to rub your clit, only stopping when you grabbed his wrist.

“Oh darling…” he said between kisses. “I would absolutely destroy you. I’d love you so hard that you’d be begging for more…”

You had no words. Only holding in moans as he went back to rubbing the wet spot over your panties.

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Often times, Changbin would be in bed with you before Chan. The older one was always up late and would join you two later.

Changbin fell asleep fairly quick, his arms hugging you from behind. Big spoon yes, but with a tight grip. You could barely move… or breathe.

“Ch-Changbin—…” you said in a loud whisper. “Changbin…”

He groaned, only slightly opening his eyes.

“I-I-… I can’t breathe…” you said awkwardly.

“I’m not letting go…” he said with a sigh while trying to sleep again.

So you had an idea.

It’s obvious that Chan is the one in charge here. He’s the more dominant person while Changbin… well he’s a follower. A submissive. Surely he’s easier to manipulate…

“B-Binnie…”

“What is it, doll?” He replied, still half asleep.

“H-how am I supposed to play with you if… if you’re holding on so tight…?”

“Play?” He whispered back.

“Mmhm… p-play with you…” you nodded while trying to feel around for his boxers. It was hard to move your arm but you managed to find the crotch of his pants. “Pleeeease~”

You had more of a loud whisper, knowing that if Chan heard anything he’d come straight in. But you stayed calm as you rubbed his twitching cock over his boxers.

You were slow and deliberate. Stroking it ever so slightly to get him worked up.

Changbin let out some low breathy moans and you could feel his grip on you loosen.

“F-fuck… y/n…” he gasped before you turned around and pulled the underwear down.

“Shhh Binnie… you don’t want Channie to hear…” you said with a smile. “Don’t you want me to yourself?”

You pumped his length faster and fondled his balls with your other hand as he fell apart. He was moaning and whining yet he still had enough thought to keep it down. Of course he didn’t want Chan to hear. This was his time.

“Y/n—… baby—…. So good—….” His breathy whines got more intense as you continued. You knew he was getting drunk on lust. He bucked his hips into your hand.

“C’mon Binnie… cum on my hand…” you said with a pout. Make a mess on me. Make a big mess!”

“Fuck fuck… fuck…” his voice was breathless as he came, throwing his head back as he tried gaining composure.

You quickly made sure to lay him on his back and kiss up his neck to his lips. He didn���t have to move a muscle as you took his hand and placed it on your breast.

“It’s okay to touch, Binnie.” You whispered softly while brushing his hair back with your fingers.

The man was exhausted. It’s been a long day and you really tired him out with that instense orgasm.

He only lightly squeezed your breasts as he was drifting off to sleep again. Your soft hums and the gentle rubbing of his hair and cheeks made him incredibly sleepy. His eyes were shut and he breathed softly, finally relaxing. It wasn’t long before he was asleep again.

This was your chance.

Quickly, you get up and make your way to the door. After quietly opening it, you peer out, looking to where Chan could be.

It was cold and you were just in a small nightgown and thigh high socks. You found yourself shivering as you cautiously stepped out.

As you take more steps out, you realize that Chan was on the couch. His laptop was on his lap and it seemed that he fell asleep while working.

Quietly, you walked past him, making it to the front door, and unlocking it when you suddenly hear a shout from behind.

“You tricked me!!”

You see Changbin standing there. He was still a distance away but you could tell he was furious. Chan woke up from his little nap and pushed his laptop off before standing.

Without another thought, you ran out.

You knew that outrunning them would be impossible, so your best bet was hiding.

“You let her out?!”

You could hear Chan yelling at the other as you hid in the bushes of a neighbor.

This bush was full of spiderwebs and pokey branches. It took everything in you not to scream when a small spider ran across your leg.

“It wasn’t on purpose!” Changbin yelled back as they searched around the street. “She tricked me!”

“You’re weak!” Chan yelled back. “Now our doll is out! Cold and in danger!!”

“We’ll find her…”

“Just a dumb little doll. She needs us.” Chan sighed.

They were getting closer to where you hid and you preyed they wouldn’t get any closer.

“I failed her!” Changbin cried while covering his face. “Hyung, she’s the love of my life!”

The other friend sighed, starting to feel bad about how he yelled at at the man.

“Listen, we’ll find her. She can’t get far…”

“Y/n!!” Changbin suddenly yelled out. “Y/n!! I can’t live without you!! Y/n please!!”

“Changbin!” Chan hushed him. “You’re going to wake the neighbors!”

But at this point, the man was a mess. Screaming and yelling. It was a surprise that no neighbors came out to see the commotion.

You stayed still, truly unsettled but his desperation. You couldn’t help feeling a little bad but this was insane. He was insane. The both of them were.

“My dear, we will come back for you…” Chan said, not sure in what direction you were. Heck, for all he knew, you could’ve just left the area completely.

But Chan was determined to find you. It wasn’t too noticeable but he was just as much of a wreck, he was just better at hiding it. Putting up a strong front for the sake of his friend.

“Binnie we’ll find her in the morning…” Chan reassured while leading him back to the house. He just had to. For his sake but also Changbin’s . That’s what friends are for right?

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Chan took more of a back seat here. 😅

[minminbunny]

Stalker X Stalker AU - Savior Complex! Seo Changbin/Deraged Gender Neutral! Reader

*smut part - AFAB/AMAB

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You laid in your bed, the cold empty sheets only spurring your heart for more affection you know you can't receive. Changbin watched you from your window, every night he watched your nightly routine and wondered why you wouldn't jump into his arms whenever he gave you a gift. It drove him insane with how stubborn you are to not see that he was willing to give you everything. 

You curled up, clutching the plush he gave you. A teddy bear that he replaced the eyes for cameras. It was a simple set up that allows him to hear your every worry. Changbin sighed, listening into your decrepit murmurs. "Teddy, do I deserve to be loved? I don't think I do. I think the empty coldness suits me more, I wouldn't know what to do with warmth," you whispered, grazing the fur on the plush. 

Everytime Changbin brings you out of your comfort zone, you keep a tiny memory. His hair, his earring, his gym socks, his cologne, his straws, anything of that day. It accumulated into a little bundle by this point. It was innocent at first, you were receiving affection that you haven't had in a long while and you wanted an item that reminds you of the memory but now it's turned into a necessity. 

Without an item, you'd feel lost like everything was a sick dream your brain played on you. Sometimes you'd imagine Changbin hating you and your body would physically urge you to throw up just to ground you in reality. Changbin didn't know your little hobby, you were always out of sight from the window. Just far enough that he doesn't see your worship pile. 

When he first saw you, every cell in his body was urging to protect you, hold you, save you. He didn't understand the urge at first but now he does. The way you'd drench your pillow at night. The way you'd hug yourself so tight and dig your nails into your shoulders to secure the hold. It drove his heart insane. His little doll, his little love is hurting so much and he can't do anything. 

He tried to bring you out, tried to be an extroverted friend just to help you get through the day but recently he's been craving for more. Craving to touch you, hold you, taste you. His mind craved to consume you until you can only think of him, that every nightmares you had would disappear with him protecting you. Changbin watched your curled up body, slowly relaxing. 

He smiled as you gradually fell deeper and deeper asleep. "I've waited long enough, my dear. Let me show you how much you're needed," he whispered, breaking into your room, a chloroform cloth in his hand. "Sweet dreams," he chuckled, holding it against your face.

You stirred awake the next day in a room you didn't recognise, "Am I dreaming?" you whispered, your sense of reality blurred between your manic episodes. Changbin watched you wake up through the camera, "You look so cute when you wake up," he chuckled, grabbing the tray of food and went to your room. You flinched at the knock and opened the door,  "Bin?" you whispered, letting him in. 

Changbin smiled, "Slept well? I brought food," he said, setting it on a desk. You tilted your head, "You're in my dream too?" you asked, reaching out to touch him. Changbin smiled, placing your palm on his cheek, "Can you feel that?" he asked, turning his head to kiss your palm. You beamed, "Today's dream is nice. Binnie would never kiss me like that," you said, tracing his cheek. 

Changbin furrowed his eyebrows, taking advantage of the situation, "Why not, bun? Don't you like my affection?" he asked, placing his palm over yours. You stared at him, "Binnie deserves someone who's sane, someone who's of par with him," you said, lips wobbling as you see yourself as unworthy for any non platonic affection. 

Changbin pressed his tongue against his inner cheek, his anger boiling at your words, "I don't want a person that doesn't need me. A sane person wouldn't love me like you do, my dear. You need me and I'm going to show you whether you accept it or not," he said, his heart sobbing at your pain. He wanted to ruin you and build you back up again, but you were ruined by everyone else. Everyone else but him. 

Now your body is his, and he will put you together. You looked at him, still assuming this is a dream, "Save me? My universe, my hope. Please, show me for I cannot comprehend a devotion that strong," you sniffled, tears dripping down your cheeks. "Save me," you repeated, gripping his shoulders. Changbin released a shaky exhale, "I got you, darling. I'll save you," he whispered, pulling you closer.

NSFW BELOW CUT

AFAB

"Hhgh, hah, hah," you gasped, digging your hands into the tuft of his hair. Changbin chuckled, licking your swollen clit with each flick of his tongue. "So sweet, so ripe for me to taste," he groaned, sucking on your puffy gland. You arched your back, tears running down your cheeks like a broken pipe from the amount of diligent pleasure he subjected you to. 

Changbin flatted his tongue, licking between your folds, the rough strokes of his appendage made your body contract. "Please, mmh, please," you pleaded, not knowing what you're begging for. You just wanted more. Changbin swallowed your arousal, his face drenched in the scent of your slick, "You want more, my bunny? Want more of my tongue?" he asked, palming his throbbing cock through his pants. 

It wasn't about him this time, it's about pleasing you. Driving you off the edge and into the depths of ecstacy. Today is about you. "Please, Binnie. Need you, ache for you," you sniffled, wiping your tears. Changbin cooed, stroking your cheeks, "I know, my love. Don't worry, I've got you," he said, hooking your calves over his shoulders as he buried his face deeper into your folds. 

You screamed out at the searing pleasure buzzing through your veins. Your legs tremble as he thrust his tongue in and out of your fluttering ribbed walls. You squeezed your thighs around his face, "Fuck, fuck, hhgh, hah," you sobbed, tossing your head back into the pillow. Changbin growled, licking within your tight cunt, his tongue circling around your needy cervix. 

Your eyes crossed when your orgasm gushed through you, "Hah, ah, hah," you gasped, creaming into his mouth. Changbin groaned at the taste, lapping up every last drop before eating you out once more. Your thrashed beneath his hold, mind clouding his heavy haze and fog, "Cumming, fuck, I'm cumming," you whimpered, squinting onto his face when he pulled back. 

Changbin licked you clean, his face equally as fucked out, "Bunny, you're mine. This cunt is mine, your orgasms are mine. All mine. Whenever you doubt that, I will fuck it into you, my love. I will engrave it into your body. You're all mine," he growled, staring into your half lidded eyes as he nipped your thighs.

AMAB

"Hhgh, hah, hah," you gasped, digging your hands into the tuft of his hair. Changbin chuckled, licking your swollen cockhead with each flick of his tongue. "So sweet, so ripe for me to taste," he groaned, sucking on your puffy gland. You arched your back, tears running down your cheeks like a broken pipe from the amount of diligent pleasure he subjected you to. 

Changbin flatted his tongue, licking up and down your shaft, the rough strokes of his appendage made your body contract. "Please, mmh, please," you pleaded, not knowing what you're begging for. You just wanted more. Changbin swallowed your precum, his chin drenched in the scent of your slick, "You want more, my bunny? Want more of my tongue?" he asked, palming his throbbing cock through his pants. 

It wasn't about him this time, it's about pleasing you. Driving you off the edge and into the depths of ecstacy. Today is about you. "Please, Binnie. Need you, ache for you," you sniffled, wiping your tears. Changbin cooed, stroking your cheeks, "I know, my love. Don't worry, I've got you," he said, hooking your calves over his shoulders as he wrapped his lips around your leaky cock and bobbed his head. 

You screamed out at the searing pleasure buzzing through your veins. Your legs tremble as he thrust his tongue in and out of your sensitive slit. You squeezed your thighs around his face, "Fuck, fuck, hhgh, hah," you sobbed, tossing your head back into the pillow. Changbin groaned, swirling his tongue around your shaft, and hollowed his cheeks, sending vibrations through your cock.

Your eyes crossed when your orgasm gushed through you, "Hah, ah, hah," you gasped, creaming into his mouth. Changbin groaned at the taste, lapping up every last drop before sucking you off once more. Your thrashed beneath his hold, mind clouding his heavy haze and fog, "Cumming, fuck, I'm cumming," you whimpered, squinting onto his face when he pulled back. 

Changbin licked you clean, his face equally as fucked out, "Bunny, you're mine. This cock is mine, your orgasms are mine. All mine. Whenever you doubt that, I will fuck it into you, my love. I will engrave it into your body. You're all mine," he growled, staring into your half lidded eyes as he nipped your thighs.

[sadseungmin]

♡ sex with psychotic hyung-line ♡

psychotic hyung-line x reader | gender neutral | dead dove | nsfw (MDNI)

⚠︎ Bang Chan ⚠︎

✧･ﾟ: psychotic!chan is possessive & intensely passionate during sex *✧･ﾟ:*

During sex, Chan's possessiveness translates into an intense, almost primal passion. He wants to mark your skin--his territory--with dark love bites and bruises, ensuring you know that you belong to him and only him. Expect a lot of eye contact, biting, and gripping hands as if he's afraid you might disappear. Chan's intensity borders on roughness, but it's all driven by a deep, obsessive love.

✧･ﾟ: psychotic!chan is obsessively devoted & tender during sex *✧･ﾟ:*

Chan believes sex is an act of worship. He lavishes attention on every part of your body, wanting to memorize and own every inch. His touches are gentle but possessive, his kisses long and lingering. He whispers sweet nothings and reassurances, reminding you constantly of his undying love and your irreplaceable place in his life.

✧･ﾟ: psychotic!chan is dominating & controlling during sex *✧･ﾟ:*

Chan craves control, and this desire extends to the bedroom. He takes on a dominant role, orchestrating the entire experience to his liking. His commands are firm but laced with a dark, seductive tone that makes obedience almost irresistible. Chan enjoys teasing, edging you until you're begging for release, savoring the power he holds. Despite the control, there's a twisted care in his action, ensuring your pleasure is paramount, albeit on his terms.

"Face down, ass up--I don't care if you're tired. I need to fuck you until your insides are in the shape of my cock. Do you understand, baby? Be good for me, yeah?"

⚠︎ Lee Minho ⚠︎

✧･ﾟ: psychotic!minho is manipulative & teasing during sex *✧･ﾟ:*

Minho enjoys having complete control over your pleasure, playing with you until you're pleading and crying for release. His teasing is relentless and borderline cruel, pushing you to the edge again and again without allowing you to climax until he decides. This control satisfies his darker impulses, making him feel powerful and in command. You will be left in a state of heightened desire, completely at his mercy.

✧･ﾟ: psychotic!minho is protective & intense during sex *✧･ﾟ:*

Minho wants to ensure you feel safe and cherished, albeit in his own intense way. His touches are both possessive and tender, a mix of roughness and gentleness. He's vocal about his need to protect you, whispering assurances and praises a he brings you pleasure. This duality of protectiveness and intensity makes the experience deeply emotional and physically overwhelming.

✧･ﾟ: psychotic!minho aims to fulfill his dark fantasies during sex *✧･ﾟ:*

Minho wants to explore darker fantasies with you. He enjoys pushing boundaries, indulging in role-play and scenarios that are as thrilling as they are intense. You are the center of these unconventional fantasies, and Minho ensures your experiences are as immersive as possible. This could involve sex toys, blindfolds, restraints, and detailed role-play scenarios that feed his darker desires while ensuring you are always a willing participant, fully immersed in the shared fantasy.

"Awe, my poor little kitten. Did I put the vibrator on the highest setting? Be careful, thrashing about will only make the restraints tighter! You just gotta take it like the good kitty I trained you to be. And don't you dare fucking cum."

⚠︎ Seo Changbin ⚠︎

✧･ﾟ: psychotic!changbin is overwhelmingly dominant during sex *✧･ﾟ:*

Changbin's psychotic tendencies amplify his need for dominance, resulting in overwhelming and commanding sexual encounters. Changbin takes full control, ensuring you know who is in charge. His dominant nature means he likes to assert his power physically, using his strength to pin you down or lift you effortlessly. His intensity is matched by his deep desire to see you submit completely, finding pleasure in your surrender and the raw power he holds over you.

✧･ﾟ: psychotic!changbin is fiercely passionate & obsessive during sex *✧･ﾟ:*

Changbin is intensely focused on you during sex, handling you with rough and tender touches. His passion is overwhelming, driven by an obsessive need to make you feel pleasure like never before. He's quite loud while fucking you, expressing his love and desire with a mix of growls and whispered confessions, ensuring you know just how deeply obsessed he is with you.

✧･ﾟ: psychotic!changbin is sadistic & controlling during sex *✧･ﾟ:*

Changbin's psychotic nature includes a sadistic streak, taking pleasure in the control he has over your pleasure and pain. He enjoys mixing pleasure with a hint of pain, such as using light bondage or impact play, always ensuring it's pleasurable. Your reactions to this mix of sensations drive him feral, and he takes careful note of what brings you to the edge, pushing boundaries to keep things exciting and intense.

"See, sweetie? I told you I'd make it fit! Doesn't it feel good to be split open on my cock like this? Oh, don't mind the blood, sweetie; it just means your hole is adjusting to become my perfect fleshlight. Fuck, I'm so in love with you!"

⚠︎ Hwang Hyunjin ⚠︎

✧･ﾟ: psychotic!hyunjin is unpredictable & wild during sex *✧･ﾟ:*

Sex with Hyunjin would be wild and spontaneous. Hyunjin is driven by sudden impulses and desires, making each encounter different from the last. One moment, he's gentle and sweet, and the next, he's rough and demanding. This unpredictability keeps you on edge, never quite knowing what to expect but always thrillingly intense. During sex, his actions are driven by a chaotic mix of love and obsession.

✧･ﾟ: psychotic!hyunjin is obsessively attentive to detail during sex *✧･ﾟ:*

Hyunjin is fixated on every reaction you make, memorizing every gasp and moan. His goal is to drive you to the brink of ecstasy and back, learning exactly what makes you tick. This can mean prolonged foreplay, where he explores every inch of your body with a meticulous, almost clinical precision, ensuring they're completely overwhelmed by pleasure.

✧･ﾟ: psychotic!hyunjin is darkly & possessively affectionate during sex *✧･ﾟ:*

Hyunjin's affection is dark and possessive, and during sex, this manifests in thrilling, yet terrifying way. He likes to remind you that you're his and his alone, using a mix of physical restraint and verbal affirmation. Hyunjin will bind your hands, whispering in your ear about how no else can have you, all while driving you to the heights of pleasure. His touch is a mix of rough and tender, balancing his darker impulses with genuine care.

"Your body is my favorite canvas, angel. Every inch of you is mine and mine alone. Every mark I leave on your skin, every drop of my cum that paints the inside of your walls is just a testament to that."

[planet-dusk]

pay me // s.cb

you're having the worst month of your life: you got dumped by your ex, lost your job and now your car has broken down. luckily, the mechanic knows a way for you to repay him.

⛓️ PAIRING :: seo changbin x f!reader

⛓️ GENRE :: smut, dubcon, car mechanic!au

⛓️ WORD COUNT :: 1.3k

⛓️ WARNINGS :: dubcon !!! (sex as payment), mc is a virgin, corruption, degradation, mention of anal, pussy spanking, unprotected sex, oral (m), possessive behavior

⛓️ NOTE :: 18+ minors dni. this work contains dubcon. proceed with caution if the above warnings may be triggering to you. i do not condone any of these actions. the characters don't represent real people. this is fiction for entertainment purposes only. don't edit, copy, repost or otherwise steal my content.

📍 skz masterlist

Your hands are shaking under the mechanic's stern gaze. Sweat coats your brow when your card declines for the third time. 

“Are you sure the card works?” The man frowns. You’re standing in his small office at the back of the shop. It was the only one in town open on a Sunday and he towed your broken car all the way there. 

You bounce on the balls of your feet. His dark eyes make you nervous. You know there’s not enough money in your account; the repair was more expensive than you expected. 

“I can call someone. Let me grab my phone from my purse. It’s in the car.” 

The truth is you have no idea who to ask for help. Your cheater of a boyfriend broke up with you last month. You don’t talk to your parents. And the handful of friends you’ve got all have their own troubles. 

“So you can drive off without paying? Don’t think so.” The mechanic (Changbin, Seo according to the tag on his shirt) crosses his arms in front of his broad chest and watches you closely. “What kind of work do you do?”

“I-I,” you stutter, taken aback by the question. His probing eyes burn right through you so you don’t dare to tell him anything but the truth. If you’re lucky he might even take pity on you. “I got fired last month.”

“Sorry to hear that.” His smirk doesn’t match his words. “So I’m guessing you don’t have the money?”

“I promise I can pay you back later—” 

He shakes his head and wipes his hands clean on a towel. “Heard that one too many times before. You’re not leaving without payment.”

Tears burn behind your eyes as everything around you comes crashing down. The breakup, losing your job, the car… It's too much. You blink the tears away and take a shaky breath. You’re not going to cry in the mechanic’s office. 

The man steps closer and tilts your chin up with his hand. He smells like a mixture of motor oil and sandalwood. Something twists deep in your gut. 

“Don’t worry, sweetheart.” He smiles. “I have a solution."

When the mechanic had told you how to repay your debt you’d expected he would want you to give him a quick handjob or suck him off. Even though you felt shame at such a transaction you had agreed. You didn’t see another way out. You’d just have to get him to cum quickly so you could leave and never think about this day again.

But it would be a lie to say your eyes weren’t drawn to his strong arms and muscular chest. 

What you didn’t expect was for Changbin to put you over his lap with your skirt flipped up, the cold air hitting your exposed cunt. 

He has been playing with your pussy for what feels like hours. His rough fingers circle your hole and trace your lips, ignoring your throbbing clit. It drives you crazy.

He laughs at your helpless wriggling and spreads your folds to spit in your hole. You can feel it trickle down together with the last of your dignity. 

His wet thumb presses up higher, against your asshole and you gulp in surprise at the strange sensation. 

“Have you been fucked here before?”

"N-no," you hiccup. 

“Maybe I should be the first. Fuck your tight ass while your needy cunt stays empty until you’re begging me to cum.” 

You can feel his heavy cock prodding at your stomach and you wince. He'll never fit. Fear mixes with arousal and he laughs again. 

“Does that thought make you wet, sweetheart? Look at you. You’re fucking dripping.”

Changbin applies more pressure now, thumb almost breaching your rim. You realize he could do anything he wants to you. 

And you would let him. 

Shame washes over you and you hide your burning face in your hands. 

"What's wrong, princess?" he mocks. 

When you stay quiet Changbin slaps your pussy with the flat of his hand and you tremble at the sting. It’s the first attention your clit receives and the pain bleeds into a dull pleasure that settles in your core. 

"Answer me." 

You shake your legs anxiously. You and your ex never got the chance to take it any further than third base. He had already left you for another girl by then. One he could fuck any time he wanted. One that didn’t want to wait. 

“I’ve never… I’m…” you start. “I’ve never had sex before.” 

Changbin groans. You’re a virgin? His cock twitches at the thought of being the first man to fuck your pretty little cunt. 

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” he echoes his earlier words. “I’ll ruin you for every man that comes after. Make sure you want nothing but my cock.” 

You whine at his words. You feel so deprived you could cry.

"P-please," you whisper. The neediness in your own voice disgusts you. 

"Please what? Please stop?" 

You shake your head meekly. "Please, sir, want your cock." 

Changbin laughs. "Such a spoiled little whore. Can't even pay me and now she wants my cock? What makes you think you deserve it?"  

He slaps your clit again, harder this time. You sob. 

“I-I’ll be good for you, sir.” 

“You better be. I spent a whole day fixing your car.” 

His strong arms hoist you up and he bends you over his desk, your hips hitting the hardwood tabletop. You hear him fumble with his zipper and then, without warning, you’re breached by his heavy cock. 

You cry out at the burning sting, the stretch bringing tears to your eyes. “H-hurts, ah, sir—” 

Changbin grunts and grasps your waist, setting a relentless pace. “You made a promise, sweetheart. Now pay me.” 

You whimper and sob as his thick girth stretches you open. It’s a foreign sensation, pain mingling with pleasure until the sting fades away and all you can feel is the tightening knot in your tummy. 

“You’re lucky no one else is here today to watch you getting fucked like a whore.” Changbin’s hands tighten their grasp. His hips snap into yours roughly, hard enough to bruise. “You fucking love this, don’t you?” 

You mewl in response. It’s impossible to think straight when he’s pounding into you like this. 

He laughs. “Who would’ve thought you’d be such a slut? Fuck, you’re so fucking tight. Gets me so hard, princess. Gonna make you cream around this cock until you can’t take it anymore.” 

You’re crying and drooling all over his paperwork now. Your entire body burns in humiliation at getting fucked like this: bend over a desk in a repair shop, letting a stranger use your body for payment. 

But the worst part is that you’re enjoying every minute of it. 

“Make me cum, sir, please,” you’re begging him between sobs. You feel so high-strung you think you can snap at any moment. 

Changbin slaps your ass harshly and you cum with a cry, your cunt squeezing around him like a vice. He fucks you through it until you’re clawing at his desk. 

You gasp for air and try to squirm away from him. “Too much—sir, hhng, ahh—” 

He pulls out and grabs your limp body to turn you around and force you down on your knees. You look up at him with wide eyes, red-rimmed and makeup smudged from crying. 

“Look at what you do to me, sweetheart.” Changbin strokes your cheek and your shaky hands come up to guide his cock to your mouth. He’s fucked you so dumb you’d do anything to get more. 

He rests the tip on your lips before pushing past them and drool spills from the sides of your mouth as you choke around his cock. “I think I’ll keep you here for a while longer, princess. Until I say your debt is paid.”

[kittysarchive]

Stray kids Master list

CHAN

snow, yan size kink, yan cuffed Beneath the blankets sex positions punishments, yan pregnancy, yan Step dad possessive

LEE KNOW

love language, yan desire step dad age gap

CHANGBIN

mine

HYUNJIN

Valentines

HAN

Homesick riding

FELIX

SEUNGMIN

corruption

JEONGIN

you dirty girl

0T8

choking kink, yan threesome (han and felix) guide to sugar daddys hate sex cockwarming what they say during sex how they say I love you arguments, yan step bro/step dad asking for nudes, hyung line

[pretty-blkgirl]

A Month Later…

PART ONE OF TWO

~Part Two~

//gn!reader x minsung//

Synopsis: When your ex boyfriends finally decide to contact you after a sudden breakup.

Genre: angst

Warnings: poly relationship, characters being insecure, unsupportive parent, crying, arguing, just overall sad af

~~~~|~~~~

You much rather be at home right now, listening to sad music while crying your eyes out over your recent breakup.

A year-long relationship went in the blink of an eye. No warning signs, no indication that it was about to end. Everything was perfect until a week ago. Hell, even that morning was perfect.

The 20 minutes before it happened was perfect.

Everything was amazing until you sat down to “talk about some things”. You had a huge smile on your face because you had just got done eating your favorite dinner- which was prepared for you.

You were so happy. Literally on cloud 9 since the relationship began. Then it happened.

“I think we should break up”

Looking back on things, you hate how you handled it. Your face immediately dropped, then you laughed and begged for this to all be a joke. When you noticed how serious they looked, you swore the room started to spin.

Everything started to ache, from your heart to your head. You felt like throwing up, and incoming sobs started to form in your throat.

However, everything on the outside looked to be normal-ish with you. A couple of tears slipped, and your breathing got quicker, but besides that, you nodded curtly and left the apartment you used to spend every night at.

You wished you would have fought for the relationship. You wished you asked what was wrong, was it a misunderstanding or something?

You didn’t let all your feelings out until you got back to your apartment. You barely closed the door behind you when you collapsed to the ground.

You cried and screamed all night long, even having some neighbors come by to check on you.

It hurt so bad, even more so since the heartbreak was doubled.

You were with them both, Jisung and Minho. You remember the exact day you guys met.

You had a mutual friend; Chan. One day Chan expressed how he wanted you to meet his friends. He was always telling you about how he wanted to meet new people, and he swore that you’d love the group of boys.

After some days of convincing, you begrudgingly agreed.

A few days later, you were at his house waiting for his friends to show up. You ended up making your world-famous brownies- the ones Chan begged you to make whenever you’d come over. He was eating his third brownie when a group of men suddenly barged in the door.

The first one you saw was Changbin. You immediately thought he was handsome, but his body is what made you subtly bite your lip and shamelessly check him out.

He caught you, of course, and walked over with a shit-eating grin.

“You must be y/n?” He asked. You nod and offer him a brownie. He takes it and bites into it, eyes damn near popping out of his head when he does so.

“Yah Yongbok, you have some serious competition” He yelled out, making you flinch at his booming voice but laughing afterward.

Felix comes to you next, politely introducing himself and taking the brownie you offered. You could tell he loved it by the way his eyes lit up.

He was so beautiful, and his freckles only added to the warmness he gave off. He would spend the rest of the night talking to you about baking and gaming.

The next two were Seungmin and I.N. They were the youngest, and the very obvious menaces to society. They both tried your brownies and tried hard to make it seem like they didn’t like them. You giggled at their silly antics before they would both ask for more.

In all honesty, they were so pretty and polite. Much like Felix, there was a cuteness that made you want to take care of them.

Hyunjin confidently walked up to you and you questioned whether or not a human was in front of you or some sort of God of beauty.

He was perfect, being able to balance being cute and sexy at the same time. He went to try your brownie and you found yourself bursting out with laughter. He looked so sad when he ate, and it made you so happy.

He laughed along with you, and you couldn’t feel more comfortable about the group so far.

That is until they came to you.

One wearing a kind smile and the other looked like intimidation personified. They were like night and day to you.

Jisung reminded you of the color orange, bright and free. He seemed so nice and excited to see you. It made you want to trust him immediately, it made you want to just engulf him in a hug.

Minho reminded you of purple, dark, and reserved. He wasn’t mean in the slightest, but you could tell he cared a lot about the people he loved and was a bit weary of you.

Aside from that, they were both so gorgeous. All the breath in your chest disappeared when you initially saw them. You knew something was gonna happen with them, something told you.

The rest of the night consisted of you getting close to the boys, and by the time they left, you had considered all of them to be your friends.

You got all of their numbers and ended up receiving a text from Jisung the next morning.

That’s how your year-long relationship started. The best year of your life.

You would start talking to Jisung first, and Minho would come just a little while later. They were already established, and at first, you didn’t want to ruin their relationship by adding yourself to it. But they insisted, and your heart was telling you to take the chance.

You won’t regret the relationship at all. It was truly the best relationship you’ve ever been in. You honestly didn’t think it could get any better.

You all rarely fought, you spent so much time together despite your busy schedules and were more than comfortable taking some time for yourselves when you needed to.

No favorites were being played, ever. You loved them equally and you know they felt the same about you.

So why did they do that? Why did they call you over to their apartment early Saturday morning?

Why did they look so happy when you walked into the house? They didn’t kiss you, but they hugged you so tight. Why did Minho make your favorite breakfast?

Why did Jisung make your favorite lunch?

Why did they both make your favorite dinner? Why did they stare at you as you ate? Why did they bring you to the living room as soon as you finished?

And why did they break your heart like that?

These were all floating around in your mind since it happened.

You didn’t plan on seeing them ever again. You made sure to tell the group what happened so you’d be warned if there was any possibility that you’d run into them.

Bless the boys, they did everything they could to support you and your ex-lovers. They showed no favoritism and made sure to comfort you just as much as they did them.

Felix told you they were hurting, and you’re sure he told them the same thing.

This wasn’t your fault though. They broke up with you and didn’t even try to contact you for the entire month that you’ve been separated.

Until this morning.

You now sit on the same couch where everything went down. Jisung and Minho look like they’ve been crying.

No one speaks for a while until you dare to talk, “You called me here. Say what you have to say”

[imrllytootiredforthis]

yandere skz masterlist:

ob·sess /əbˈses/ verb ➣preoccupy or fill the mind of (someone) continually, intrusively, and to a troubling loving❤︎ extent. ➢"he was obsessed with you<3"

❤︎❤︎❤︎

a/n: i do not condone this sort of behaviour, this is purely for amusement purposes and should not be done in real life nor’ should be normalized

➢han jisung

➣lee felix

➢bangchan

➣hwang hyunjin-->unreleased

➢lee minho-->unreleased

➣seo changbin-->unreleased

➣kim seungmin-->unreleased

➢yang jeongin-->unreleased

❤︎❤︎❤︎

if you would like to be tagged for this series lmk and i will add you to the taglist down below!! (people currently on my taglist are here too, just lmk if you want to be taken off for this series bc i know not everyone's into yandere)

@goblinracha, @hobihearteu, @laylasbunbunny, @abcdefgiwsmcty, @xcookiemonsteer, @arlojulien-nightchild-of-hades, @hahagay, @fangirlnation, @bonateukna, @oofbeeboo, @idkhoomanmaybe , @byeon-bae , @hisonlyobsession

--also, who do you guys want next?

[bangchansbackohmygod]

Hello, how are you doing?💗🌸

So I don't know if your requests are open or if you take any requests at all so feel free to delete this.

I was wondering if you could do a headcanon for yandere stray kids where they aren't just friends with the reader but not dating yet? Not fwb, just really crossing the line of friends and lovers.

Also sorry for any mistakes it's just that English is not my first language. And I hope you have a nice day!!🤗✨️

This lovely request came in a very long time ago, so I don't know if the anon is still following, but I still want to answer it because I just adore a pining yandere!

Just the Hyung Line for now, I'll post the Maknaes if y'all are interested!

Chan: The name of the game is isolation. He won't get rid of all your other friends, oh no, he's far too smart for that. Plus, as twisted as his love is, there's enough pureness in there that at least part of him wants you to live a happy normal life. He just wants you to live that happy normal life with him. So he builds your trust with a thousand little favors. Dropping off a snack for you when you have a long work shift, seconding your choice of film during group movie nights, and even picking up the phone when you need to rant regardless of his schedule. He's your rock, and your other friends trust him too just by seeing how sweet he is to you. So when he puts on a fake sad expression and says "I just don't understand *****, no matter how nice I am to him he's so rude back", you don't hesitate to start leaving that person on read. He's careful with the timing, only one or two per year. Sometimes he even plants the seed of doubt in one of your unknowing friends instead. They tell you about this "bully", and how Chan was "trying to brave through it so you wouldn't be hurt", following his composition like the notes he plucks out on his piano. Without your noticing, you're slowing being locked into a cage of dependency, where the only person in your life who is without question is Chan. He hasn't confessed yet, but he'll take a decade if he needs to so that when he does you'll have no reason to think twice.

Lee Know: Cat-sitting for Minho was something he asked for at least once a month, using his tours and schedules as an excuse. True, they lived with his parents, but he'd put on an effortless show of filial piety, taking his parents with him to foreign countries or paying for weekend getaways "just because he wants to repay them for raising him". The truth is, his parents' house and the three fluffy critters are the perfect recipe to get your guard down. You bring along your softest jammies and your favorite sleepytime tea, building yourself a little nest to snuggle into once you've finished checking the litter and filling the food and water bowls. Minho can't help but light up whenever he sees you giggling at a kdrama in his living room, half asleep and surrounded by his fur babies. How can he see you right now? The cameras. The tiny cameras he's installed all over the house just for your visits. By the tv, in the ceramic figurine in the kitchen, even in some of the kitties' more elaborate scratching posts. Your babysitting adventures are his favorite streaming channel, his ray of light when he has to be away from you. You may just be his friend now, but he likes to think of your little unknowing dates as practice for when you're his pretty little housewife. One day he'll come home to you waiting for him like that, his cold phone screen today replaced with the softness of your lips tomorrow.

Changbin: It's the Pretend Boyfriend trope taken just a step too far. It started with him warding off some creep at a party who kept trying to hand you drinks. A thick bicep around your shoulder and a "yo man, she's taken" got the unwanted attention off your back and earned him a smile and a thank you. Then he offered up a selfie that you could send to an ex that kept asking to get back together, saying that once he knew you'd moved on you'd finally be rid of him. Changbin even told you to give his number to the jerk, that he'd "act" like a protective lover if your ex didn't buy the bluff. The charade worked, and this time he got a thank you, a hug, and a bowl of ramen on you next time he had time to grab lunch. He was hooked. More and more, whenever the two of you were in public, he'd suddenly pull you in by the waist or plant his hand on the wall next to your head. He'd whisper that a guy across from you in the arcade was looking at you funny, and "it's probably better if he doesn't think he has a chance with you". The dim lights hide the blush on his cheeks and the giddiness in his eyes. You avert your own gaze and thank him as always, too flustered by his closeness to bother looking past him at the offender. It's a good thing you don't, actually. He'd rather you didn't know that over half the time there isn't anyone there.

Hyunjin: What else? You're his muse. He loves to paint, and he loves to paint you, and despite your own insecurities you can't deny that the you he translates through his art is nothing short of beautiful. It started as a portrait he requested you sit for, your insistence he find a better model shooed away with promises that he was painting all the members and some of the staff, too, for variety's sake (he's lying). He finishes the piece in record time, but since you can't see the canvas from your stool he fusses about and pretends to add lines when in truth his brush has long gone dry and his long gazes at your form aren't to get the curve of your nose right but simply for his delight. After the first painting he insists on another, and flattery tempts you to accept. You get more comfortable with each painting, and he gets bolder in turn. He begins picking out your clothes, styling your hair, even applying your makeup. The fingertips adjusting your pose before he begins slowly transition from a feather-light touch to something heavy and lingering. But he's in no hurry to break the tension he hopes you feel. As long as he has this time with you, he's content. With a shuddering breath, he dips his brush into the paint and etches his love for you into the canvas once again.

(Part 2 with the Maknae Line?)

[fics-lovebot]

stray kids recs

main masterlist

· · ♡ · · tysm to the amazing creative minds of the writers for giving me sevaral moments of joy reading your creations

i´ll be constantly updating this list so make sure to check it out often for new recs ;)))

pls remember to reblog if you like any of my recs❤️

e.r means established relationship

ot8

giving them head while they are live - reaction

skz as hard subs - it´s a LOT sjsjjs

boyfriend things skz does - so fluffy

worm tales - crack, “would you love me if i was a worm?” KDAKJSD the hyunjin one lmao, felix is #stressed

sleeping on the couch after an argument - angst and then fluff, they messed up, it´s so sad :(

sitting on their lap while they’re gaming - fluff

chan

he forgets he is the dom - blurb, smut, sub!chan, puthy whipped, braind dead by that puthy

counting thrusts - blurb, smut, fluff, they´re in luvv, chan is cute fr, sex after sex, a lil teasing here and there

jealousy is adorable - yandere, idol!chan, best friend´s little sister reader, posessive and manipulative af, gets a taste of his own medicine

pretend - yandere! chan, he a murdererrrrr but he´s so soft for his baby

lee know

jealousy is a bitch - yandere, idol lino, daycare teacher reader, stalking, manipulation, he wants you to quit ur job, he´s mean, he threatens to harm you, lotttsss of yelling, throwing and kicking things aroung, punching walls, bloody hand and everything

boyfriend texts - slice of life, crack if you squint

han

jealousy is beautiful - yandere, idol!han, he is obsessed, kidnapping, cheating, you´re his new fixation, they´re both CRAZY

felix

suffocating - yandere!felix, noona!reader, toxic af, he thinks you´re trying to leave him so he chokes you,,,

game over - you´re on his lap doing the most, distracting him, so he loses the game and yk what that means, degrading dirty talk

jealousy is sin - yandere, idol!felix, fangirl reader, toxic affff

am i cute now? - smut, the way I gasped when i read the fIRST line I-, he´s sick of you looking at him like your cute lil friend

changbin

jealousy is heartbreaking - yandere, idol!binnie, doctor reader, he´s manipulative af, mentions of suicide, he´s unstable

hyunjin

under his spell - yandere!hyunjin, smut, clingy, obsessive, controlling, jealous, he swears at you, cray-cray, degrading talk, doesn´t let you go out by yourself, manipulation, he´s a witch fr

jealousy is sickening - yandere, idol!hyunjin, dog sitter reader, his love life depends on kkami lmao, he only lets you out of you go with him, he´s got a temper, slamming walls, yelling and all that, he´s terrified of losing you

glossy - smut, spoiled reader, he says so stufff ok?, it gets heated

morning text - so fluffy, pouty jinnie, he´s so dramatic lmao, #sulking

pretty - smut, ex bf! hyunjin, OOFF, he´s obsessed and is trying to get you back with good dicc

no nut november (loser #3) - smut, slice of life, domestic, he´s still dramatic sksksks, funny texts

dreamy - yandere, wAIT this is,,,, I was confused for a hot min, loved it

baby fever - fluff, non idol au, hubby! hyunjin, dad! hyunjin, so cute

taste so sweet - smut, he loves eating u out

when hyunjin forgets your birthday, but so do you - fluff, angst, e.r, he´s was so worried omg :( poor baby

seungmin

jealousy is precious - yandere, idol!seungmin, staff member reader, he want to shape you into his perfect girl, doesn´t let you get a job, he doesn´t let you go out, like literally doesn´t let you see the outside world, cray-cray, he needs you to be dependent on him so you won´t leave him, he likes it when you act as crazy as him

jeongin

jealousy is annoying - yandere, idol I.N, innie is crazy obsessed, kidnapping

love n´ devotion - smut, dark romance, yandere innie, yandere reader, toxic relationship, they´re both crazy asfffff

[mint-yooxgi]

Longing - Yandere!Dragon!Changbin

Yandere AU & Dragon AU - First Person POV

Genre: Mature, Smutty Themes, Internal Monologue

Pairing: Changbin X Implied Chubby!Reader

Words: 1,678

Warnings: Possessive thoughts, some smutty thoughts, and some minor violent thoughts. Mentions of potential kidnapping, but nothing comes of it. This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.

A/n: Again, I feel like I definitely could have made this much more feral than it is, but I think it's good! Dragon Binnie is just a softie at heart, but maybe that's just me hehehe anyways, Feedback is greatly appreciated! Enjoy!~

The Ninth of The Feral Drabbles

That human… Why does he even bother? Doesn’t he know that you’re mine?

The only thing worse than seeing how desperate this imbecile is in getting your attention, is knowing that you fall for it. Every. Single. Time.

Why does somebody as pathetic as him get to love you, and why- why, why, why, why, do you love him back?

I’ve known you for longer, but perhaps it’s the fact that I’ve waited so long to insert myself into your life that you don’t realize what’s right in front of you. I have always been ready and willing to serve you, to love you at a moment’s notice. Yet, none of that seems to matter to you. It’s so frustrating.

No, you would rather be with a mortal who can’t even protect you properly against his friends. He doesn’t stick up for you. He doesn’t defend your honour when they make nasty, pretentious comments against you, right in front of both of your faces. He lets them walk all over you, and does nothing about it!

Believe me, My Jewel, there have been a few times where I’ve had to strongly resist the urge to tear his throat out for remaining silent when those comments clearly affect you so negatively. I see the way you retreat into that shell of yours, one which I long to break you out of. You never have to worry about being too much, or too loud when you’re around me. Anyone who says otherwise will be fried to a crisp.

You should be showered in praise, not hid in a corner and talked down to in order to please others.

Come to me, My Jewel. I will let you shine. I will make you shine.

I just wish you weren’t so guarded around me.

Did I come on too strong? Am I too boisterous?

I thought that’s what you liked…

It must be him. He is the one telling you to stay away from me. He is the one keeping us apart, after all.

Oh, how I long to tear that bastard limb from limb. Only, that would make you upset, wouldn’t it? I would hate to be the reason that My Jewel loses her sheen, even if you aren’t aware of it. The guilt alone would eat me alive. Besides, it’s not like you don’t love him.

I hate that. More than anything. 

The fact that your love is wasted on someone so weak, someone so… undeserving makes me sick.

I have spent countless days and nights preparing for our life together, only for this bastard to steal you away from me. I cleaned my hoard. I rearranged the furniture. Hell, I even started decorating our nest with more things that I know you like. Only, my efforts were all in vain.

I wasn’t quick enough.

Do you not see the way I look at you? I know he does, and I know that he’s threatened by it. I am one of the strongest dragons in this territory, and I am not afraid to assert my dominance over him if need be.

I could take you by force. After all, dragons are notorious for stealing that which they desire most, especially when they wish to add such beauty to their collections. Only, I can’t bring myself to do that to you. I’m not like that, and I don’t want you to despise me. If you’re going to want me, it will be of your own free will, not because I’ve forced you to.

Which is why my situation frustrates me to no end. So badly do I want to tear you away from that no good, disgusting, vile - well, you get the point - man. However, I also know that it would devastate you. I need you to leave him of your own volition, not because I ate him in a fit of jealous rage.

Oh, how I’ve longed to torment him, too. He stole you away from me, and despite how I pride myself on how civil I can be, I have never wanted to lose control so badly before. It would be so easy, too. I could even make it look like an accident…

I won’t lie, I have thought about the various ways in which I could torment and torture him for what he’s done to us. Sometimes, those thoughts help me fall asleep, but then I picture you resting in my arms, and I manage to calm myself down.

You just have that affect on me. You make me want to be better - do better. I want to make you happy, and I will. I promise you that.

Eventually.

I’m working on a plan to help drive you into my arms, and after what I witnessed tonight, I’ll be putting it into motion much sooner, rather than later.

I almost lost my temper tonight, My Jewel. Something that has not happened to me in years. However, seeing that- that- that thing with his hands all over you drove me insane.

Doesn’t he know not to touch the art? Priceless artifacts are meant to be shown off and displayed, not for grimy hands to smear dirt all over their beauty.

Well, unless you’re a dragon like me. Then, it’s okay. At least I know how to take care of treasure, and that’s exactly what you are, Jewel. You are the finest treasure this world has ever seen, and I will spend every day of the rest of our lives proving that to you.

Though, please don’t think I view you as some kind of trophy. I may consider you to be the greatest Jewel in my collection, but that does not mean I see you as an object. I wouldn’t be going to such great lengths to have you if I did, and I never want you to think that. I don’t own you, but I will admit, long since have I desired to be able to call you mine. I desperately want you to call me yours, too.

I will protect you. I will provide for you. Anything and everything that you could ever dream of. I want to make all of your dreams come true, and then some. You honestly have no idea what you mean to me, what you do to me. So badly, I want to spend time with each other, getting to know every minuscule detail about the other’s interests and hobbies. Then, I want to partake in them all with you.

You, and you alone.

There is nothing I desire more than your happiness, and I know for a fact that you will find the greatest joy when you’re with me.

Honestly, My Jewel, when it comes down to it, I desperately long to please you. In any and every way I can. In every and any way imaginable.

I want to cook for you. I want to cook with you, and see you smile at me when I eventually fuck up the recipe because despite my best efforts, I am a horrible cook. They say it’s the thought that counts, though, right?

I want to go for walks together, exploring places you could never have thought up even in your wildest dreams. I want to show you my hoard, and let you pick out the finest of gems so I can make you a crown, a necklace, a ring. Anything to have you shining like the Jewel I know you are.

More than all of that, though, I want everyone to know that you’re mine, and I’m yours.

I want to please you in every intimate, intricate way you’ll let me. I adore you, My Jewel, and I just wish that you could see that.

I certainly adore you more than he does.

Does he even know how to please another person? Fuck, I was getting so heated watching his pitiful attempts to bring you pleasure. Even I could tell you were faking it.

Don’t you know you’d never have to fake anything with me? I would kill to be able to touch you, My Jewel. I have long since desired to learn every aspect of your body so that only I can be able to bring you the utmost pleasure in the most intimate of ways.

Let me get lost in the heat that radiates from between your legs. Let me spend hours licking at every part of you, until the only thing you can think about is the way my tongue feels on your skin. I want my name to be the only thing you can utter from those sinful lips of your, moaning praises meant for me and me alone.

Let me roam my hands all over that delectable body of yours. Let me carve my marks into your skin, so that everyone will know who has loved you in the most fulfilling of ways. I long to know what your body feels like pressing against my own, your arms wrapped around my back as your hands pull me in closer. I want your nails carving your own marks into my skin, claiming me as your own.

I’d let you see my wings. Hell, I’d even let you touch them as I’m making love to you. Maybe I’ll even tease you with my fangs, and my claws. A little bit of danger which in the throws of passionate loving never hurt anyone. Besides, I believe it would make things a bit more thrilling, don’t you?

Please, My Jewel, let me fulfill our greatest desires as one. Let me claim you as my own, and mark you with the most sacred of intimacies I know how. I promise you’ll never know fear, you’ll never know doubt. Only happiness, and an unquestionable, unshakable loyalty and love from the one who has always been desperately devoted to you from the start. The one who has been longing for your embrace far before I even knew what this feeling bursting inside of my chest was.

Please, just let me love you.

[stay3096]

anyone with dad skz recs please tag me in the comments!!!!

[linos-luna]

what do you think about yandere chan and changbin? will they kidnap the reader together or will they be against each other?

Pleaseeee, i want this so much!

Also, I love your work. You,re my favourite author (?)!!!🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍

I think they would definitely kidnap together! But there would also be a slight rivalry among them. Either way, I can see Yandere Chan taking control of the situation most.

Thank you! 🤍🤍🤍

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Our Doll 🔪

Yandere!Chan x Fem!Reader x Yandere!Changbin

(Pt. 1) (Pt. 2) (Pt. 3)

Warnings: kidnapping, Yandere, nonconsensual kissing!, implied choking, stalking

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Friends to the end right? Even when there’s a girl in the picture. How about a girl to mutually obsess over? Perhaps even better!

Everyday they’d watch. And everyday they’d wait. Changbin wants to touch you so bad but Chan knew better.

Chan was the sweet talker while his friend followed along. The older man was better at hiding his desperation for you while Changbin’s admiration wasn’t as well hidden.

Nonetheless, you thought of them as friends. You had to admit that changbin looks pretty good with his muscles and maybe Chan a little more with his flirtatious comments but still just friends right?

It all happened so fast. Your freedom gone in an instant.

After a lunch date with some friends, you were heading back to your car. You were the last to leave as you had to use the restroom but it was the middle of the day in a fairly populated area.

As you walked, you looked down at your phone, about to reply to your friend’s text when you feel someone come next to you.

“Hey, y/n.”

You jumped a little but laughed it off when realizing that it’s just your friend Chan.

“Almost gave me a heart attack.” You chuckled while slowing down. “What are you doing here?”

“I just happened to be around.” He smiled while lightly stroking your hair. “Thought I’d see my pretty girl.”

You blushed as he got in front of you, he was practically in between you and your car and you felt your heart thumping as he rubbed his thumb over your lips, only staring at you, as if deep in thought.

“Chan?”

“Do you l want to come over?” He asked suddenly.

“Oh. Id love to but… I’m going to a friends house in like an hour…” you replied nervously. “Next time maybe?”

“An hour? You have plenty of time!” He said cheerfully while getting close to you.

“Well no—”

“Right Binnie? An hour is perfect!” Chan interrupted as he looked behind you. Your body tensed up as you felt the muscular man behind you. Your back practically pressed to his chest.

“Aw hyung, I wanna bring her home for longer.” Changbin pouted while holding your waist. “She’s so cute! I wanna keep her forever!”

Before you could react, Changbin grabbed the keys from your hand and held you as Chan gave you a forced kiss so that you couldn’t scream. The parking lot didn’t have many people there but someone must’ve saw something. Right??

Last thing you remember is being shoved into the backseat of your own car before a feeling of breathlessness and everything going dark. You didn’t even have the chance to struggle.

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You had no idea how long you’d been out. All you knew was that you’re on a stranger’s bed in a room you’ve never seen.

You opened your mouth to call out but your voice came out very coarse. Looking to the mirror near the bed, you notice the bruising around your neck, almost as if you’d been strangled.

“I thought I may have killed you…”

You turned to see Changbin at the door. He let out a big sigh of relief before approaching you.

“S-stop-!” You said in a loudish raspy whisper while holding your hand out. “W-what did you—?! Wh-where—?!”

“Don’t be scared.” Changbin said casually as Chan came into the room.

“Hi baby. How are you doing?” Chan asked sweetly.

“Baby?” You looked at him with a raised brow. “W-what’s going on?!”

“Hyung, can I kiss her now?!”

“Hold on, Bin.” Chan replied while getting close to to you.

The man stroked your hair and grabbed a handful before suddenly pulling it back.

“Baby, you’re home now!” He laughed as Changbin took a seat next to you.

You winced at the pain and tears formed as Changbin made some desperate whines next to you.

“Pleeeeeease hyuuuungg!”

“Go ahead. She’s our doll now.” Chan replied with a devious smile as the other man grabbed your cheeks and started desperately making out with you.

You were practically frozen, Unable to move as he left his sloppy kisses. There was no way to get out of this…

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[dazed--xx]

Cardinal (Series Preview)

Series Summary: If there was one thing God could say he’s ever regretted creating he’d explain there were 8. The 8 Evil Thoughts. Vainglory, Avarice, Gluttony, Wrath, Lust, Pride, Envy, and Sloth are currently spending their exile living it up in the mortal world; spreading their sins into Gods most beloved creations so with determination in his heart he sends for the only things that can stop them….Their Virtues The Humility twins, Generosity, Temperance, Love, Chastity, Kindness, and Perseverance. Join them on a journey through morality, obsession, and temptation in Cardinal….

Genre: Angst, Smut, Fluff, Demon Au!

TW: YANDERE, Demon AU!, Cardinal Sins, Themes of Catholicism, mentions of religion, mentions of God, Blastphemy, smut, use of demonic powers, non-con (in some parts), more to be added as each part is posted.

A/N: So I’m officially off Hiatus 👋 so HIYA but I’ve been inspired for this for a while and I have been obsessed with the seven deadly sins since my theology class in high school and just now thought to write something about them but I’m super excited about this and I hope you guys will be too. Also anyone that has requested something your requests will be posted before this series and before one more time chapter 2 so keep an eye out cause I’m probably going to start posting those this week or next week anyway hope you enjoy the preview.

Bang Chan: coming soon

Vainglory; the sin or vice of one who immoderately desires renown, prestige, or the praise and respect of others. The desire of these things is not necessarily sinful but becomes so when it is immoderate and disordered.

Virtue: Humility

Summary: Belial, now reborn as Bang Chan as punishment for his most cardinal sin is happy with his prosperity as the CEO of Stay corporation. His employees worship the ground he walks on; his word holds more weight than almost anyone in all of South Korea, that is until a familiar foe threatens to take everything he’s built away. Now, Chan must face his largest feat yet…corrupting his virtue, Humility.

Minho: coming soon…

Avarice; an insatiable desire to gain and hoard wealth. It's similar to greed but goes even further, encompassing such things as selfishness, entitlement, materialism, consumerism, and hoarding.

Virtue: Generosity

Summary: Mammon, now cast away living his life disguised as mortal Lee Minho enjoys his days as the COO of Stay Corporation. From his many houses to the collections of automobiles he adores his cardinal sin. He indulges in his wealth, power and fornication as he so pleases bringing chaos to rain free wherever he so chooses until he’s faced with whom he only thought a myth…his virtue, Generosity.

Changbin: coming soon…

Gluttony; the over-indulgence or lack of self-restraint in food, drink, or wealth items, especially as status tokens.

Virtue: Temperance

Summary: Beelzebub, spends his days as Seo Changbin a world-renowned chef, wandering the cityscape bouncing from each flamboyant club to elegant restaurant he sets his sights on. He’d spend those days if it weren’t for the thorn in his side his virtue Temperance, a feisty archangel with a knack for ruining his fun he makes it his mission to corrupt the virtue and be the first of the sins to create a fallen angel.

Hyunjin: coming soon…

wrath; the inordinate and uncontrolled feeling of hatred and anger

Virtue: love or charity

Summary: Satan, now trapped in his mortal form Hwang Hyunjin by God due to his cardinal sins is forced to spend his eternity with his virtue, Love at his hip in every waking moment. He finds her mysterious call to his mind and heart infuriating as it drives him wild with wrath and infatuation. When he loses his ability to sense her presence everything is flipped into a world of Chaos, disparity and Wrath in which he did not cause. So, with a blood oath he sets out to locate his other half and destroy those that stolen her away from him.

Jisung: Coming soon…

Lust; defined as immoral because its object or action of affection is improperly ordered according to natural law or the appetite for the particular object (eg sexual desire) is governing the person's will and intellect rather than the will and intellect governing the appetite for that object.

Virtue: chastity

Summary: Asmodeus, now Han Jisung, a Has corrupted the strongest willed priests and popes in history. His love for his cardinal sin has him sharing the euphoria with almost every mortal he meets, that is until he comes face to face with his virtue, Chastity; the embodiment of everything he couldn’t have cast away by his own hands at the turn of the century. Her influence reaching a select few in his favorite personal hell. Vowing to show the object of his affection the true lengths Lust and absolute pleasure can take you; he embarks on a journey of fornication, heartbreak and persuasion.

Felix: coming soon…

pride; excessive belief in one's own abilities, that interferes with the individual's recognition of the grace of God.

Virtue: humility

Summary: Lucifer, hates his exile as Lee Felix under the demon Belial. He was far more intelligent than his current supervisor, he loathed his deity and their fear of anyone having a mind. He spent his days in a bore, missing his time in heaven he spends his days with visions of the precious virtue, Humility. He admonishes those that blindly follow their predestination, he detests his creator for condemning him to walk amongst these…. creatures that is until his twin brother presents him with a deal find and seal his beloved's fate…...corrupt her and get back into heaven.

Seungmin: coming soon….

Envy; sin of jealousy over the blessings and achievements of others

Virtue: kindness

Summary: Leviathan, lives his life as Kim Seungmin resenting his fellow keepers of the sins. They’re virtuous extravagant lifestyles to their most wildest dreams being fulfilled. While he had to stand there and watch, watch as the pesky humans around him found their way, watch as his brethren became successful in both hell and the mortal world. The Demon kings names bringing an icy chill up their spines at the power and influence they possess; if a demon king sets his sights on you, your soul becomes tainted with their sin until it eats the being alive and sends your soul straight to hell. He hates as his sin is the one full of disgust and had such a bad wrap, envy is what built civilization itself yet they worship Belial and the wretched deity that cursed himself, that is until he is greeted with something he’d never experienced before his virtue….Kindness

Jeongin: coming soon…

Sloth: a spiritual or emotional apathy, neglecting what God has spoken, and being physically and emotionally inactive. It can also be either an outright refusal or merely a carelessness in the performance of one's obligations, especially spiritual, moral or legal obligations.

Virtue: perseverance

Summary: Belphegor, enjoys his days as Yang Jeongin, the laid back neglectful floor manager of Stay Corporation. If you were to ask any of the mortal employees under his leadership they would say he was always at work but he was rarely ever working. His reputation was a positive one despite his hidden identity, he enjoyed watching as his floor scrambled to get report’s together for meetings he’d never mentioned until the day before. He adored sprinkling small bits of his sin around the office and watching as the floor became bored, underachieving and understandably tired. The only thing he would say he’d enjoy a change with is one particular little itty bitty thorn in his side; the one thing that he cannot stand more than actual work that sat right outside his office. His virtue….Perseverance.

[seungiee-sunshine]

𝘚𝘒𝘡 𝘢𝘴 𝘊𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘴 | 𝘖𝘛8 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴

𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴. 𝘈 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴. 𝘚𝘰𝘰-𝘢𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵? 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮… 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘥? 𝘞𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘰𝘱𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦?

𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘰𝘵8!𝘴𝘬𝘻 𝘹 𝘖𝘊

𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦-𝘪𝘴𝘩, 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵, 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘹-𝘹

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘭!𝘢𝘶, 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭!𝘢𝘶, 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘯𝘦-𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴 <3

𝘈/𝘕: 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘚𝘒𝘡 𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥--- 𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵. 𝘐𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘪𝘵. 𝘚𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨!

𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐚𝐡𝐧𝐠

𝘱. 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘉𝘢𝘩𝘯𝘨 𝘹 𝘖𝘊

𝘲𝘶𝘰𝘵𝘦: "𝘗𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳? 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦."

𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 𝘯/𝘢

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘯/𝘢

status: 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨…

𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨

𝘱. 𝘭𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘰 𝘹 𝘖𝘊

𝘲𝘶𝘰𝘵𝘦: “𝘚𝘰 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵?, 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘯”

𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬…?

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴; 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘤𝘰𝘱!𝘰𝘤, 𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘵!𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘰, 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴--

𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴: 𝘚𝘰𝘰-𝘢𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘱, 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰. 𝘏𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮. 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦: 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯’𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧.

𝘱𝘺𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘤 | 𝘓𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘰 𝘹 𝘖𝘊

𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴: 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥.

𝐒𝐞𝐨 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠��𝐢𝐧

𝘱. 𝘚𝘦𝘰 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘣𝘪𝘯 𝘹 𝘖𝘊

𝘲𝘶𝘰𝘵𝘦: "𝘛𝘰𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦."

𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 𝘯/𝘢

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘯/𝘢

𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴: 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨…

𝐇𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐧

𝘱. 𝘏𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘏𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘯 𝘹 𝘖𝘊

𝘲𝘶𝘰𝘵𝘦: "𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴"

𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 𝘯/𝘢

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘯/𝘢

𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴: 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨…

𝐇𝐚𝐧 𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

𝘱. 𝘏𝘢𝘯 𝘑𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘹 𝘖𝘊

𝘲𝘶𝘰𝘵𝘦: "𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘯𝘰?"

𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 𝘯/𝘢

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘯/𝘢

𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴: 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨…

𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐱

𝘱. 𝘓𝘦𝘦 𝘍𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘹 𝘹 𝘖𝘊

𝘲𝘶𝘰𝘵𝘦: “𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺, 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺, 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺”

𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 𝘯/𝘢

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘯/𝘢

𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴: 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨…

𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐒𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐦𝐢𝐧

𝘱. 𝘒𝘪𝘮 𝘚𝘦𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘹 𝘖𝘊

𝘲𝘶𝘰𝘵𝘦: "𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵."

𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 𝘯/𝘢

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘯/𝘢

𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴: 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨…

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧

𝘱. 𝘠𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘑𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘹 𝘖𝘊

𝘲𝘶𝘰𝘵𝘦: "𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨… "

𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 𝘯/𝘢

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘯/𝘢

𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴: 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨…

𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘹𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘬𝘵𝘰𝘬!