#channie

[bang-chan-my-man]

[ihave-atummyache]

so so soooo handsome. i love him so much. i genuinely swooned when i saw these

down exponentially bad chat 😔

[gunes-cicegi]

Babbyyyy<<<333

[channiesunshinx]

𝐼𝓃𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓎

Pairing: Bang Chan x F!Reader Genre: established relationship, fluff, hurt/comfort, Romance Warning: mention of insecurities/self-doubt

"Bang Christopher Chan" Y/N shouted across the room while walking into the living room

“Yes my love?” Chan peeks up from his phone, slightly startled by her sudden shouting 

“What is this?” Y/N shows her phone to his face. It was a conversation screen between chan and STAYs on bubble 

“Didn't know you have my bubble~” chan chuckles 

“It- it doesn't matter! What matters is why did you say that? Why did you say you are not good looking enough?” Chan pats the empty space next to him, signalling Y/N to sit down. He grabs her hand, gently rubbing it. 

“Have you been stalking me?" Chan teases with a soft laugh, his voice warm but still carrying a hint of shyness. He pauses, his gaze flickering between her face and their joined hands.

"Channie..." Her face filled with concern and worry "Why would you say something like this... you know it's not true right?" 

Chan sighs, his smile faltering for a moment. “Sometimes… it just feels like I'm not enough. Like I'm not as good-looking or as charismatic as other people expect me to be. Especially with how much love STAYs give us, I guess I feel like I don't measure up sometimes.”

Y/N's heart aches at his confession. She tightens her grip on his hand and looks at him intently. “You do realize how ridiculous that sounds, don't you? Christopher Bang, you are the most beautiful, kind, and talented person I know. Inside and out.”

He smiles, a little shyly, and shakes his head. “You're just saying that because you wanted to comfort me.”

“I am not only saying that to comfort you, Chan. It's because I love you no matter who you are, as well as STAYs” she counters, her voice firm. “Chan, they see everything I see in you—the dedication, the passion, the way you always care for others. That’s what makes you so special. Not just your looks, which, by the way, are perfect.”

Chan chuckles at her earnest tone, his cheeks tinged with pink. “Perfect, huh?”

“Perfect,” Y/N says with conviction. “And if you ever doubt that again, I'll make sure to remind you every single day.”

He leans in and presses a gentle kiss to her forehead. “Thank you, Y/N. I don't deserve you.”

She pulls back and looks him square in the eye. “You deserve the world, Chan. And don't let anyone, not even yourself, convince you otherwise.”

Chan pulls her closer and chuckles "If you say I deserve the world then I could surely get some rewards from you. right?" He leans in closer which cause Y/N to push him away 

"That's not what I meant!"

[secretsecretbunny]

of course!! here you go @piratesandstardust432 🥰

I hope you like it! 💕

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— SIR?!??!???? 😳

[jesuisstay]

Dad!Chan

A small follow up to Dad!Minho that I did a WHILE back. Hope you enjoy. Dad!Bang Chan x Reader

Read other members here: Changbin

Last two are a little suggestive

Chan the baby whisper. He always knows exactly what his little one needs by the pitch of their cry and the furrow of their brow. Who’s somehow developed their entire vocabulary of babbles to know which exact bottle or paci they want.

Chan who was honestly a little terrified of holding his first born. What if he dropped them? What if he turned too quickly or bounced them a little too hard? A stark difference from how he plays with you toddler now, play wrestling and flinging them around. But you know there was never any place safer in your mind that with him (excluding with you).

Chan who has the feeding schedules down to a science, for both you and baby. He diligently carries both your bottles around so you can keep producing enough to feed your child. Snacks too for both of you, even if the snacks have become one and the same. He’ll jokingly whip up a bottle like how he makes a protein shake for the gym, exaggerating the process to keep those hungry eyes entertained for just a few more seconds.

Chan, taking his time with picking out their outfits every morning. Each outfit is so bright and colorful making his pride gleam as well. And after a month or so of dressing them, he even starts incorporating more color into his wardrobe so that he can coordinate with them. His favorite thing about baby clothes: anything to do with their little feet. Onesies with footies or even just the little socks with animals or ruffles.

Chan who was so excited to get to show you have grateful he was for bringing this little bundle of joy into their lives. It’s big beautiful gifts around the due date. But when the Dr clears you for physical intimacy, he’s jumping that the chance to prove his happiness (with consent obvi)

Chan, who even after months of watching you grow his child and being so satisfied with his little family, feels a little twinge of something in his heart as he watches you interact with a niece with your baby on your hip. You’d talked about it, a big family was ultimately the goal for all of you. Plus ever since the Dr’s clearance, you’d been a bit friskier than normal.

And maybe just maybe, the cycle was about to repeat. And maybe, Chan will get a summer baby like he always dreamed of.

[channiedotcom]

dinner plans

bang chan x gn!reader – domestic husband ; fluff ; established relationship

word count – 0.4k

a/n – this is my first fic so i hope y’all like it!! it's pretty short but i’m so happy with it, i'm looking forward to writing more :)

“Hey, baby, what do you want for dinner?” Chan peeks his head into your bedroom, his eyes locking on you as soon as he sees you sitting on the bed. Your nose is buried in a sketchpad, completely absorbed in your work.

“Mmm… it’s been a bit since we’ve gotten burgers, does that sound good?” You sit up, setting down your pencil.

He smiles and nods, then enters the room, heading straight for the closet. “Works for me. Can you be ready in a few minutes?”

You glance down at your lazy outfit: a pair of gray sweats (courtesy of your husband) and an oversized t-shirt. When you look back up, you catch Chris trying to stifle a giggle. “Maybe more than a few,” you groan, getting up from the bed.

As you stand, he walks up and scoops you into a bear hug. “You’re so cute when you’re grumpy,” he grins, planting a kiss on top of your head. “Take your time; I’ll be ready to leave whenever you are.” Chan gently lets go and heads out of the room, but not before blowing one more kiss in your direction.

You peer into the closet and pick out an outfit that seems worthy of a laid-back hamburger date. After changing, you head to the bathroom to freshen up. You fix your hair, wash your face, and add the finishing touches. As you walk down the hallway into the living room, Chan’s face lights up.

“Well, aren’t you just adorable!” He stands up and takes your hand, softly kisses the back of it, bowing as he does so. “My liege.”

You can’t help but let out a light-hearted laugh; he really does treat you like royalty. As you start to leave, your eyes briefly land on your wedding picture, perfectly placed on the small table beside the front door. A warm feeling passes through you as he squeezes your hand.

“You know I love you, right?” he says, smiling warmly at you.

“Of course, and I love you too,” you blush slightly, then cup his face in your hands. You pull Chan into a sweet kiss, your lips pressed against his. They feel like velvet against your mouth and you stay there for a short moment before parting once more. He opens the door for you, and you both exit. The door closes behind you with a click, and he locks it, thinking about how lucky he is to have a partner like you in his life.

[ateracha]

⁎⁺˳✧༚ mdni ˚✧₊⁎

chan knew he could count on you to relieve his stress after a long day of performances.

as soon as he sank himself down on to the couch, you were there, oh-so-obediently on your knees in between his toned thighs. he caressed your cheek, and he pulled down his grey sweatpants just enough for the head of his velvety cock to peek out. you hummed as you eagerly took his soft cock in your mouth. chan could feel every intricate swirl of your tongue on his hardening cock. he threw his head back with a groan, fingers naturally finding their way into your hair, as you took him deeper into your mouth. “you are so good to me sweetheart..now let daddy use your mouth, yeah?”

[stray-but-okay]

"Brace yourself, take a seat"

[bang-chan-my-man]

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[ihave-atummyache]

im doing it, are u?

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did i mention his arms??

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Whipped Cream

Paring: Bf Bang Chan x Gf FemReader

Genre: smut 18+, fluffy

Summary: Channie is awoken with a craving for some Whipped Cream but has nothing to eat it with……….. or does he?

Note:Happy Thanksgiving Y’all

✨💜warnings below the cut💜✨

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Warnings: oral sex!F receiving!, food play, straight kinky, smut 18+, reader is smol, is set after Thanksgiving

Proofread:still no sorry, if there’s an error comments are appreciated, only because I just thought about it Happy Early Thanksgiving 🍁

P.s I know there’s a few days still til Thanksgiving but it’s close enough, right? WHO cares

Walking over to the fridge wasn’t something you’d ordinarily be doing at 3 AM but knowing there was leftover pumpkin pie with your name on it made you dying for a slice.

Sneaking out of bed wasn’t an easy task, you knew better then anyone that your boyfriend Chan was a light sleeper. If you were caught you’d be forced to share and never would you hear the end of how tired he was. Being as quiet as possible you snuck out, making sure you closed the door behind you so the fridge light wouldn’t disturb him.

A few floor boards squeaked and the clock on the wall chimed causing you to jump. You were in the clear, you got out your pie and squirted a generous amount of Whipped Cream on top. Sitting back in your chair you enjoyed the sweet flavors of the pie Han made with you on Thanksgiving.

Only a few minutes had passed and the pie was already gone, thinking about how long it took you to make, it seemed pointless for how easily it disappeared. You adored every second of it tho, all the members at your place hanging out, eating to their hearts desire and not caring about their idol image.

Channie decided it was a good idea to get together every year on thanksgiving and come to an agreement about what to write on a thankful leaf to have as a “personal keepsake”as he so calls it. Some of the members thought it was a great idea, being able to look back and see what they all were most thankful for that year, others not so much.

Deep in thought you didn’t notice your boyfriend creeping up from behind you. His little face peeked at you from where he stood in the hallway. You turn to face him surprised by the way his face looked, awake and not like someone who had just been sleeping.

“I thought you were sleeping” you got no response from Chan, instead he walks over and put his arms around your neck slipping his hands down to your boobs, cupping underneath them like they were hand warmers.

“Something wrong?” You ask with a giggle but still no response, he pulls you from your chair and turns you by the chin to meet his gaze. Looking at him you see he’s staring not at your eyes but your lips, you hadn’t even noticed the Whipped Cream still on your lips from minutes ago. To nervous yet curious as is to why your boyfriend was acting so strange.

He swipes his thumb across your lip and finally answers with a soft “no”, before taking it in his mouth, moaning as he sucks on his finger. His eyes were shut and you could now tell he had a motive for his actions.

His movements were subtle but precise, like a lion stalking his prey he was trying to be sly and not startle you with his plan to make you feel good and have some fun at the same time.

“I was just not tired anymore and was awoken by the sound of the Whipped Cream bottle”

“I’m sorry babe I tried to be quiet, I know it’s hard for you to sleep” you said in a whine

“I was invaded with a thought” he said putting his hands around your waist.

“I don’t know just thought maybe I could eat some Whipped Cream, ya know?”

“You want some Whipped Cream?”

“Yea” he said in an instant, almost proud of himself.

Turning towards the counter to grab the bottle you can feel his hand slide to your thigh, the other still on your waist not letting you go from his hold.

“Here then silly have some” you said squirting some on his lips.

He giggled “I’m not the silly one, silly i need something to eat it on”

“There’s no pie left so you’ll have to get something else”

He licked the cream off his lips and rested his forehead against yours, now mere inches away from your face, you could smell his minty breath blowing into your nose.

“I want to eat it off of you Puppet”

Your breath hitched in your throat, flustered and probably beat red. The confidence in Chan’s voice making it harder for you to keep your composure.

Pulling you closer, Chan placed a sloppy wet kiss at the corner of your mouth. Slowly he crept his hand up to your neck and leaned into you further, desperately trying to deepen the kiss. He pushed you back into the wall and kept you there, pressing his body against yours.

You don’t know from where but you found your confidence again, probably from realizing even tho he’s incredibly hot and the most sexy human being you’ve ever placed your eyes on, he’s still just Chan. The same Chan you go on long car rides around town with belting out your favorite songs together. The same Chan that kisses you to bed every night and says “I’ll see you tomorrow Puppet” making you feel safe and comfortable with him at all times.

You broke away from the kiss and teased him, taking of your top and spraying a small amount of Whipped Cream on your nipple. Quickly you knew you had to run, especially after that stunt you just pulled Chan was prolly rock hard and you haven’t even touched him yet.

Once inside, you laid down on the bed and made yourself comfortable while awaiting Chan’s next move.

“No need to worry Puppet, tonight’s about you and making you feel all good and taken care of, I promise”

He said it like he needed to reassure you, like you would run away if he didn’t say it. You knew Chan and reminded yourself of that, all nervousness and anxiety gone by his lil side smile and messy bleached curls that fell in his face.

Chan went to the cavern between your boobs, licking the sweet remains of the Whipped Cream that melted and slid there. Your foot found its way to Chan’s hard member in his pants, a reassuring smile against your skin as you rubbed it ever so slightly.

“God Puppet you taste so sweet” he said in between sucks.

You were squirming underneath him barely able to keep your composure with his big cloud like lips attached to you.

“Off” was all you could get yourself to say as you pulled at his shirt, he obliged pulling it over his head in one swift motion discarding it somewhere across the room. The satin feel of the skin on his pecks sent quivers down your spine, thinking of what other parts of your body would feel like dragging against it as your finger so effortlessly did now.

One breathy kiss on your skin led to the next, Chan slowly making his way down to your clothed cunt. All you had on was underwear so Chan could have easily slipped it off, but no. He did it oh so gently, delicately placing his fingers under the thin fabric and sliding it down, like you would brake if he hadn’t done it so excruciatingly slow.

He spreads open your folds pumping two fingers in, your tight walls surrounding him earning a breathy moan to escape from his lips.

“Fuck Puppet your so wet for me and I haven't even touched you yet”

Topically you didn’t want to look, to shy or embarrassed to do so but tonight was different in so many ways. You desperately wanted to see Chan pleasure you, watch him as he pumped his fingers inside you. Watch as the rings on his bony fingers disappeared and reappeared wet and glistening in the soft light. See Chan’s visual approval and the shudders that leave his body when he knows it feels good.

When Chan feels you are ready he pulls his fingers out and brings them to his mouth, savoring your essence left on his skin, something you’ve only ever seen him do so seductively.

He cocks his head and looks at you with a devilishly cute smirk, almost to cute especially when having sex “you had your late night snack now it’s my turn” grabbing the bottle of Whipped Cream from the bedside table he sprayed a small dollop on your clit. The feeling was cold but soft and you were already so wet and so desperate for friction you could care less what was on you as long as Chan accompanied it.

Chan stared at your vagina for a few seconds smiling like an idiot, felt like hours to you just laying there all worked up and horny whilst your boyfriend admired his work.

“What is it baby I’m wasting away” you whined, clawing at his arms in desperate attempt to make him move, blink even.

“I’m sorry Puppet your cunt is just to cute, your glistening folds and an adorable bundle of nerves now fashioned with a cute dollop of Whipped Cream.”

Feeling ashamed for having whined at him, you hid your face in a nearby pillow and tried your best to stay still as Chan drug his finger over your clit, pushing some of the Whipped Cream down your slit.

He then snaps, waisting no time diving nose first into your sweet wet pussy, devouring every inch of you, sucking the Whipped Cream off you and lightly flicking your clit with his tongue.

His large frame towering over you despite him being between your legs. You were always short and small, called a runt sometimes in school, but Chan swooped in and made you feel safe, with being so large and as muscular as he is it was easy to feel so. Accompanied with all his praising words he sorta became like your safe haven.

You were a mess head flung back and your eyes sealed shut, hands roaming for something to pull. As Chan prodded his wet tongue at your hole, your hands bolted to his hair, softly tugging at his roots trying to make him go further in your sex.

His movements were sloppy, your bed was a mess, your breathing was out of control, but you felt hot, rocking your hips into Chan’s face practically suffocating him between your thighs.

Chan knew you were close before you did, was probably very easy to tell from where he was “I know your close Puppet so just move me where you need me and I’ll help you.”

You pawed at Chan’s chest as he sprayed some more Whipped Cream on your soaking cunt, couldn’t even tell cause of how wet you felt. He pushed your legs up and started again, reattaching himself to his little bundle of nerves, sucking and licking in all the right places as you rode out your high.

After you cummed all over Chan’s face you were completely out of it, unable to move from how hard your orgasm hit you. All you could feel was Chan’s soft kisses around your groin and occasionally the warm feeling of a wet washcloth. Water slowly turning cold as he gently washed away all the Whipped Cream that may have been left on your fragile and sensitive skin.

Chan flopped down beside you pussy drunk and almost completely incoherent, staring off into space.

A small “cold Channie” was all you could mutter out, still high on your orgasm and tired from being up so late.

“Ok” he huffed while pulling you into his chest. You wrapped your legs around his waist, wetness from your oozing cunt now all over his bare stomach. Noticing he didn’t mind you snuggled closer to him, breathing in the musky smell of his faded cologne.

You let yourself be put in a trance by Chan’s small touches, flicking your hair back out of his face, rubbing small circles on your back with his soft fingertips, and the small gruff groans that he would make when you tried to move in closer, if that were physically possible.

The small up and down movements from Chan breathing and the moonlight coming from your open window soon sent you to sleep. You couldn’t tell if Chan was actually asleep or not, his eyes were shut but usually it takes him a couple agonizing hours of staring at the wall before he’s sleeping.

You felt safe like this with Chan so you didn’t let yourself worry too much. Could that have been selfish………. probably yes, but you just enjoyed his slow breaths as he rocked you soundly to sleep.

[loooopside]

Look at his sweet little faceeeee I Just-

Just wanna kiss his forehead and tuck him in my pocket and keep him safe forever goodbye.

[minhanniecoupsie]

[rhooboob]

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