#skz headcannons

[lovscb97]

# main masterlist

note: all links lead to masterlists for both stray kids (ot8) + enhypen (hyung line)!

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✰ oneshots/fics/series

✰ smau/fake texts

✰ miscellaneous (headcannons, links, etc)

[maxidentscene]

healing

⚘ genre. fluff, comfort

⚘ members. ot8

⚘ synopsis. skz taking care of you after a hard day

chan gets you tucked into bed

As soon as you walked into the apartment, your heavy bags hit the tiled floor and disrupted the music coming from Chan’s room. He came prancing out, smile wide until he caught sight of the miserable look on your face

“What has you so sad, my baby?” He frowns, cupping your cheeks with his rough palms before bringing one to the back of your head, pushing you forward into his arms. “Do you wanna go out? I’ll treat you to dinner, we can go on a walk or go shopping, whatever you want.”

“I don’t wanna do much else today,” you mumbled into his shoulder, letting all of the tension today has brought leave your body. Now that you were in your safe spot, you could finally relax

He felt the way you melted and only nodded in response, awkwardly shuffling you to his room, giggling in the process at the way you refused to let go of him. Once you reached the foot of his bed, he gently pushed you down before fluffing up all of your pillows and tucking the fluffiest of blankets under your body

“This better?” His smile deepened when you nodded contently. Leaning down to place a kiss on your cheek, he left you to nap while he got back to what he was doing

lee know is quick to run you a bath

Minho disappears from your room without much of a word after you open up to him about how your day has went, and at first you felt a little offended. Then you were reminded of how warm and considerate he is when you heard the faucet creak on, the sound of water filling the bath

Once he’s back, he reaches a hand out for you to take. “There aren’t any bubbles but I dug out a bath bomb.” He leads you to the bathroom, giggling a bit to himself. “I think it’s a few decades old, though.”

The face you make at him pulls out a louder laugh and you feel your heart already getting lighter. Finally, the gentle heat hits your face as you enter the bathroom and you can’t help but get emotional

He’s quick to reciprocate when you wrap a lazy arm around his form, nuzzling your cheek into the material of his sweater. The two of you stay like that for a moment, basking in the fruity but peculiar scent of the exploded bath bomb in the water. “Thank you. What are you gonna do?”

“Look for an online shop and find some bath bombs that aren’t expired,” he huffs seriously, making your face light up with giggles

changbin offers the warmest of cuddles

Seeing you with a sad pout on your face has him thrown in a loop, his brain is scrambling for the perfect remedy. Finally, he settles with pulling you to the couch for a nice, long, well deserved cuddle sesh

“You’re all good here now,” he urges you to calm down, let your body mold on top of his as he runs a hand down your back. The scent of his cologne was wearing off but it still smelt so strong when you were in his arms like this. It was your favorite scent in the world

Bin smiled at the way you nuzzled yourself into him, a hand coming up to massage the back of your neck. It felt good to have someone to nurture and care for, he’s a natural giver and nothing makes his heart happier than helping you unwind after such a harsh week

“You smell good,” you sighed out, accepting defeat and letting your body rest onto his, planting your aching head into the crook of his neck and breathing him in. The long days felt doable if this is what you get to come home to

His chest moved with a hearty laugh, your head bobbing up with it. “I can’t stink in front of you!”

hyunjin cooks up your favorite meal

As soon as Hyune received a text from you saying that you’d be staying late, he got busy. He’s very observant and has caught on days ago that you were absolutely swamped with work and he finally gathered the ingredients to make you the most perfect dinner

This was something that he had planned out slowly but surely, wanting to get every detail right. If there was one thing that could throw Hyunjin off, it would be the fact that you were in a bad headspace. He just could not stand it

Determined to lighten you up a bit, he decided to do something special. Running around the kitchen left and right had proved to be quite the workout for him and he lost track of time

So, when you walked in only to be greeted with a sweet boyfriend who had stains all over his apron and his hair sticking to his sweaty forehead, he was shocked to say the least. Your body went on autopilot and dropped your keys to the counter, not caring about how he looked a bit like a mad scientist. “You didn’t have to do all of this,” you wrapped tired arms around him

A hand came up to stroke your head, you could feel his lips forming a smile against your neck. “Just sit down and eat,” he placed a kiss before playfully pushing you to your seat at the table

han plans the perfect movie date

He knows how slumps are, he knows how exhausting life can be and he always wished that he had someone to hold him when times were rough. When you came along, he found what he had been dreaming of and he wanted to reciprocate this warm feeling, so a movie date scheduled outside seemed like the perfect fix for your busy life lately

Like the genius he is, Jisung kept strict track of your work schedules and asked you to come over on the one day you had open. From there, he bought blankets and candles and gathered a projector screen from the company

You were more than surprised to find the cutest set up ever. Blankets and pillows scattered in the grass, candles lit to keep the bugs away, a fire on the side and a projector ready to go with a movie the two of you had been wanting to see

“Do you like it?” He asked with a nervous bite to his lip, sprawled out on the fluffy pillows with his hand stuffed in a bag of jellies. The effort that all of this took had your bottom lip quivering and you could only plop down right next to him, letting him secure his arms around you

You felt so lucky to be loved by someone as thoughtful as him. Han had a magic touch to him, it was impossible to not adore him

felix offers up a famous massage

Just like every other day, Felix is waiting on the other side of the door like a puppy ready to greet it’s owner, eyes scanning and heart beating with anticipation for the door to fly open. He’s eager to hear your laugh and see the warm smile on your lips, eager to give you a kiss and help you settle, eager to have the company of his favorite person back

But, everyone has bad days. You weren’t laughing and you weren’t smiling, the exhaustion was practically radiating off of you, and he wrapped his arms around you immediately. The first thing he noticed was how awfully tense your shoulders were, and that couldn’t slip past Lee Felix ever

“Hey,” he ran a hand down your back before letting go and gracing you with a gentle smile. “How about you go change into those comfy pants you like and lay down for me?”

You already knew he was planning out the best massage of a lifetime and you were far from disappointed, nodding your tired head and doing exactly as you were told. The room enveloped you in warmth and your bed caught your harsh fall as you flopped forward once changed

His gentle, small hands were on your shoulders instantly. Every rub and knead at your muscles helped you slip into a sleepy haze, mind finally at ease and guard down. This was your happy place, Felix worked wonders with his hands and you now understood why the team would never shut up about his massage skills

seungmin sits and listens to your worries

As always, Seungmin is an advocate for communication. He encourages you to talk about the things that make you happy or upset and listens with open ears. The current moment is no different as he sits you in his lap, resting his cheek against your shoulder as you melt into his hold and let everything out

“Everything about today was exhausting,” you cover your face with your hands and he sits with patience, fingers playing with your clothes and heart steadily beating against your back. “Just glad that I have someone like you to come home to.”

That comment fills Seungmin up with pride, a smile so wide on his face that his cheeks hurt. All he has ever wanted was to become the safest space for the one he loves, he wanted to tend to your needs unlike anyone else who has done so before

You go on about the little things that added to your poor mood and he hums in response, the soft scent of his shampoo dissipating every negative feeling in your body. You become silent and it hits you that he smells like home, comfort, and warmth. He feels like security, he is love itself

Leaning behind you, you plant the smallest kiss on his cheek as a silent thanks. He reciprocates with one of his own, sliding a hand up your back and bringing it back down

jeongin plans a small but powerful gesture

It was no secret that the last few days have been rough on you, work and social life both beating you down at once. Jeongin would sit in bed with you and listen to your venting, his heart heavy with want and need to help you feel better. Alas, a lightbulb went off and a plan began formulating in his head after almost a week of stressful days

Without you knowing, your boyfriend had picked up a few items from a few different store outlets, consisting of sweets and jewelry and self care products. They were gathered into the cutest basket with the biggest bow tied on the handle, Jeongin was very proud of it

The icing on the cake was a small bouquet of flowers, carefully placed on the table in front of the basket. These were paired with a handwritten note, one that took him a long time to write. This had been the most effort that he had put into making someone feel better and it felt so right to do it for you

He wished he could record your reaction to watch back on bad days, but he wanted this to be as intimate as possible. All of the work and time spent was worth the big smile on your face and the slight mist building in your eyes

He had decided that he would put his entire being into loving you and taking care of you once you pulled him into a hug. Of course, he laughed his breathy laugh and kept his signature smile on as he accepted your gratitude

[charmercharm3r]

YOU WILL WRITE THIS

SO IMAGING ABT how your a 9th skz member (who always wears baggy street wear or just the really cutsie member who does aegyo and isnt rlly sexual and lit has never showed any skin )and you all go boxing for fun - you decide to wear a baggy white shirt and a white bra under it and once you arrive to the gym your acc really good at boxing like your sweatiinggg and its showing your skin and clinging onto u - thowing jabs at minho like your life DEPENDS ON IT!! the members admire you from the side of the ring with a good view; after that tiring session you or your member dump water on you to quench your thirst but end up dumping wayy more than intended which causes you all to laugh but iykyk white clothes + water = see through jit going thru your shirt and kinda your bra so the members are just staring at your bare boobs (you can also write the baddie moment where you take off your shirt bc your agitated at it clinging onto ur skin)

i’m such a sucker for 9th member fics

Masterlist

warning: gn!reader, 9th member, suggestive

next: two

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“That’s it, Y/N’ie! Now I can actually feel your punches. Put a little more weight behind it.”

Minho had you dancing around the elevated boxing ring like it was rehearsed. Your couldn’t feel your hands or arms anymore from how long you’d been chasing him in circles to hit the padded target he always held just a little out of reach. Honestly, sports weren’t really your thing, dancing was the only thing you truly tried to do well in front of and behind the cameras. You had no idea what possessed you to tag along with Minho to his boxing session.

The news of your outing traveled fast within the group and before you knew it, everyone was piling into the two cars together. Minho and Chan had been giving you pointers the whole car ride and even tried to show you how to wrap the bandage around your wrist for support until you shooed them away and told them to stop hovering.

Felix was giggling watching the whole preparation take place, only when he said your full name did you realize he was narrating with a mini vlogging camera pointed your way.

Maybe promotions and practices and life in general were starting to take an emotional toll on you, every ounce of your frustrations from the week you took it out on Minho.

You couldn’t feel your feet now, too. The numbness let you move a little faster, only able to feel the sweat dripping down your temple and chest. As you picked up the pace and threw your punches harder, Minho stumbled slightly from the sudden burst of energy. You couldn’t hear the other members whooping and cheering your name, all focus pinpointed on the black target.

Harder, quicker, more than enough weight behind the punches that forced Minho to misstep and trip into the rope. The others rushed to hold their hands out in case he slipped through them, while also torn between being in awe or laughing at the older boy literally falling for you.

You tried to catch your breath and aggravatedly unwrapped the boxing glove from your hand as Minho stood and looked at you with surprise.

“Was that enough weight?!” You huffed, throwing the glove at him with almost no power now that you expended most of it trying to hit the target.

Giggling from the side of the ring made your head snap in its direction, “you want some, too, Kim Seungmin? I’ll come down there and—“

Just as you were about to throw the other glove at him, Changbin stepped into the ring and stole it from you, physically picking you up and waltzing you backwards with your rubbery limbs not putting up much of a fight. “You can beat him up later. Drink water first, you sweat like a fucking fountain.”

“Y/N’ie!” Felix and Hyunjin ran around to help you out of the ring, water bottles at the ready. You let Hyunjin tip your chin up and place the open bottle to your lips, it was gone in under a minute. “Slow down, you’ll drown,” he chuckled.

“Lix, you’re staring again,” Changbin threw his hand over his eyes until he realized what the younger was ogling.

The baggy white shirt you’d worn was completely soaked and sticking to your body like a second skin, showing through the sports bra that kept you safe. You were never one to show much skin at all, but right now, you didn’t have the energy to care. In fact, it was suddenly feeling suffocating. When you started to strip away the drenched shirt was when the rest of the members made their way over to you, all with mouths dropped slightly at the view of their adorable member suddenly shining in a new light.

“Hyung, maybe you should get Y/N’ie mad more often,” Jeongin whispered to Minho, who had a stupidly smug smirk on his face.

“I’ll take—“ huff, “—every one—“ puff, “of you fuc—“

“Hey now! No swearing in my vlog!” Felix rushed to stop you mid sentence.

“But they’re cute when they’re mad! Look,” Jisung pinched your cheek lightly and you frowned, raising your fist, “oh, so scary!” He feigned fright and stepped back with his hands up in surrender.

“You looked really cool, though. Who knew you could actually do physical activity!” Seungmin patted you on the back a little too harshly and you slumped forward with a wince.

“I hate all of you.”

“You love us!” Chan rung out your wet shirt and all of you stopped to watch how much of it was squeezed onto the floor. “That’s disgusting.”

Felix laughed menacingly and turned the camera towards himself, “I think Y/N’ie needs a shower.”

The eight of them made eye contact and smiled deviously. You spotted the bottles of water they each had and moved a second too late. Minho grabbed you by the waist before you could run, and suddenly you were being blinded by water running down your face and getting covered from head to toe. Minho was nice enough to wipe your strayed hair from your eyes so you could see the glee in your member’s eyes as if they’d accomplished an important task.

“Are you cooled off now?” Minho asked, peaking over your shoulder and brushing more hair from your cheek.

“Ice cold.”

“Oh, they’re definitely mad at us!” Felix kept laughing along with Hyunjin and Jisung.

“You all owe me one meal each. Dessert included.”

“I’ll even throw in a dry towel.” Chan handed you a itty bitty hand towel that you snatched away.

You patted down your exposed skin starting with your arms, your face, and when you got to your neck and chest was when you realized they’d all gone quiet. “Have none of you seen a chest before?! Virgins, all of you.”

None of them moved, unabashedly and unashamed that they were still staring.

“It’s just—“ Hyunjin said softly and pointed at your chest again. You looked down to see your nipples hard, and you lost any patience you had left.

There was almost no force behind your fists slamming into his chest, but Hyunjin cowered away and pretended to be hurt just for sympathy’s sake. Minho cheered you on while Chan was pulling out a spare shirt from his gym bag, sneakily slipping it onto you as your adrenaline drained back down to zero.

“Two. Meals. Each. And I’ll be keeping track.” You breathed heavily, finally giving up on being upset.

“Dessert included,” they repeated back.

When you’d finally calmed down, Felix threw his arm over your shoulder and pulled you in close, “how was your first time boxing with Minho hyung? Care to share with sunshine vlog?”

“Next time, it’ll be you and me in that ring, Lixie.” You cheerfully threaded with a tap of your finger to the tip of his nose and smiled.

The seven of them trailed behind you as you leaned on Felix for some support. Not even an ounce of annoyance left in you, the sleep was wanting to take over before you could make it to the car. You climbed into the back seat and made yourself comfortable before the rest of them could file in, careful not to raise their voices too loud. You could tell it was Changbin next to you just by the smell of his cologne, still strongly lasting after a decent work out.

Entirely passed out, you didn’t get to hear Felix end his vlog with, “look how cute they are, already asleep. Stay, shhh, don’t tell Y/N’ie that Minho hyung only tripped cus his shoe was untied. See you next time!”

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tags: @sensitiveandhungry @babebatter @changbinluvr @epiphanynaffit @fawnpeaks @linovely @dumplinbokkieracha @finnydraws @naturules @djeniryuu @skzhomiehopper @yesv01 @hyunjinsamdl @dazzlingligth @lvrhyuka @alexis-reads-fics @linaliskz @0002linoskitten @chillichillicrabcrab23 @zerefdragn33l @straycrescent @binnies-donuts @soldierstangirl-blog @bakedlilgoonie @levanterlily @shelbyyy44 @yeetmehome @in2heartz @astroodledream @the-sweetest-rose @goblinracha @lilbugs-things @viviennenstan @staurdvst @alex--awesome--22 @imzenning @jeyelleohe @kaitchan @iadorethemskz @skyvastbunny @mamabymychem @katsukis1wife @woozarts @noellllslut

[minnie-binjin]

♥︎DREAM OF YOU♥︎

MINORS DNI 18+!!

genre:smut, mh caught having a wet dream about you.🙏

CW: Switch!mh, Switch!afab reader, unprotected sex (cut the cameras) p in v, creampie, dry humping, and edging (I'm sure that's all, but let me know if there's more)

p.s:FIRST TIME WRITING DONT EXPECT GREATNESS!!

You've been having a REALLY hard day at work. Stressful couldn't even cut it, so of course, all you wanted to do was get home to your bed and have a little fun here and there and hopefully minho wasn't going to interfere with that as he's always needing something around the house or at least most of the time that's what he needs.

Finally, getting to your home and opening the door to your shared apartment with your roommate on the couch sleeping, closing the door normal as caring for his nap, wasn't an issue as he usually asked you to wake him when you get home so no need for any silence. As you walk over to wake him, that's when you heard it.

"Y/n...fuck you're so tight, I-I'm gonna cum fuck." An incoherent but very visible sentence came from his lips. What was he dreaming about? Why were you in it? In the main part of your mind, you were extremely confused and conflicted and the other...so fucking turned on. It felt so wrong and weird, but the way he said your name was whiny and needy, he sounds so desperate that it's driving you crazy.

You just wanted to sit there and listen to the rest, feeling the wetness of your aching cunt mixed with the groans of Minho's mindless moans were too much, you wanted to feel him, you needed to feel him. You slowly crouched down near his face, now being more able to the sounds come from his mouth more better and god they were so fucking good, patting on his chest to wake him looking at his sleepy face as his eyes softly open.

Looking at you as you smile slyly at him as you watch his eye go blank then to a shy panic. "Y-Y/n um hey, how are you?" Minho rubs the back his head, avoiding as much eye contact as possible. "I'm wonderful, Min. How did you sleep, hm?" You say sweetly, his nickname basically rolling off your tongue like candy. "And that dream. Was it good, baby?" Slowly climbing onto the couch straddling Minho with no other thought, giving him no time to process, rubbing your soft, warm cunt on his hard, and extremely noticeable dick. Watching as Min's face changes from a nervous to weak pleasure look made you even more wet and needy for him.

"Shit...Y/n fuck I-you're so warm, feels so good mama please don't stop." Min grabs at your hips, clawing at the silky fabric wrapping and shaping your curves. "I'm gonna cum mama please..don't stop." Looking up at you with so much despair you could just eat him rn, even then you began lifting your body from his hard dick with no effort, causing him to whine pathetically as your warmness leaves his crotch. "Cmon baby, not yet ok? I still want you to fill me up." Taking off the pants you had on fairly quickly, going right back to straddling Minho looking at him with seductive eyes, pulling down his shorts and bowers as his throbbing dick lays on his chest hard as a rock.

Moving your underwear to the side with one hand, stroking Minho with other, lining yourself up with his dick as you slowly sink onto his hot throbbing length.

"Holy shit you're so big, Min baby." Bitting down on your lips as you move yourself up and down slowly on him as your ass and his hips meet constantly until all you both hear is the sound of skin slapping together the faster you moving on his dick. "Min fuck I-I'm so close, I can't hold it please!"

You feel your climax slowly reaching as your eyes meet the back of your head, clawing into Minho's shoulder as you press your chin to his neck, both of you moan in an almost pornographic way. "C'mon Mama, cum for me. I'm close too ok? Just cum." His filthy reassuring tone threw you over the edge, cuming more than a toy has ever made you. You constantly clench as min fucks you through your high, causing Minho to cum not to long after you filling you with his warm white liquid as he finally stops pulling out of you to let it all come out of your swollen and abused cunt.

"I'm sorry, you just felt so good." Minho chuckles, pushing his face into your chest, huffing softly. "It's okay, Min. I won't die from it." You ruffle his hair, trying to catch your own breath from that intense situation, definitely forgetting about all the stress from before.

The end.

Hope you liked it! :))

[mulloey]

cw for minor corruption kink

So apparently 9th member concepts are pretty popular on skz tumblr which kind of got me thinking about bangchan taking his role as leader so seriously that when his member y/n lets slip she’s still a virgin he takes it on himself to help her change that. A leader’s job is to protect and teach his members so naturally he should be the one to show her the ropes, god forbid she finds some random man who’d do it all wrong because he doesn’t know or care for her like chan does.

Him acting like he’s doing it all for her own good, refusing to admit he’s wanted her for years but didn’t because he was her leader and that would be wrong, but secretly so glad he’s found an excuse to finally fuck her the way he’s dreamed about. Taking his time to play with her before he fucks her, soothing her nerves and explaining what he’s doing while he works her open because she’s just so innocent, she needs her leader to teach her and guide her through it. Telling her how lucky she is that she has him to help her with this, what a responsible leader he’s being even though she can barely hear him from how fucked out she is. Pounding into her with soft reassurances that I’m just being a good leader, baby and I need a lie down bye

[20cmstar]

new canvas ✐ᝰ.ᐟ

pairing: hyunjin x reader

genre: fluff, slightly suggestive (?), short fic

warnings: none ◡̈

word count: 517

Painting is sometimes described as a window into the artist's soul, a narrative of hues and emotion captured on canvas. Each picture conveys a narrative, be it one of comfort, recovery, love, passion, or grief. A picture can paint a thousand words. Through their own images and emotions, artists communicate stories and heal themselves and others. Thus, their artworks serve as societal medicine, offering fresh viewpoints and a glimmer of hope.

In a world full of artists, you thought Hwang Hyunjin was the finest of them all. You were always in awe of Hwang Hyunjin, a man so passionate and creative that he exceeded all other artists in your opinion. His ideas were limitless. His seemingly inextinguishable devotion resulted in each and every one of his magnificent pieces. It was almost as if he was navigating an endless universe composed of various motifs and muses in his mind. And he let you into that boundless cosmos. He opened a door for you into his creative and expressive world, which was full of breathtaking form and structure and a perfect balance of cool and warm tones. Many times, you considered yourself fortunate to be a part of that infinite cosmos.

The sensation of smooth bristles brushing across your skin woke you. The bristles covered your midback in a sweeping motion, creating a subtle, tingling sensation that, when combined with the damp paint on your skin, sent shivers down your spine. A gentle laugh came from behind, and soon after, a warm breath touched the back of your neck, causing you to shiver once again. "Don't worry. I'm almost finished." Hyunjin spoke, his voice sweet and appealing. It was like his voice was made of velvet. The warmth and familiarity he exuded filled even the most remote portion of you. "No, it's alright. I just fell asleep." You reassured, and a warm blush enveloped your cheeks. A wave of mild embarrassment washed over you. However, it was quickly eased by another of his endearing laughs.

A soft mouth made contact with the point where your neck and shoulder meet. His lips remained there, making your heart race with anticipation and adoration at the same time. There were times like this one when he could make you feel giddy, no matter how long you'd been dating or how many times he'd seen every aspect of you. Hyunjin gently hummed on the smooth surface of your skin, and you could feel the vibrations reverberate throughout your body and gently brush against your heart. His lips' velvety feel quickly extended from that point up your neck and stopped to caress the lobe of your ear. By now, your heart raced sporadically, and a bright scarlet tint coated your cheeks. "So, what motivated you to do this?" You ask, trying to soothe the irregular beating of your heart. Its irregular rhythm rang loudly in your ears. Hyunjin smiled softly against the lobe of your ear, then nibbled at the delicate flesh. "Nothing extravagant. I just wanted to work with a new canvas. My dear, who else could be a better fit than you?"

[sleepchapter]

#‘LIBRA🏔️stereotypes with @.CHAN💿”,

— summary: just a little mini headcannon type thing of stereotypes for each members zodiac sign that apply to them in some way. i looked up (zodiac sign) stereotypes, so sorry if these don’t seem like traits for a libra, i’m just going based off of google. also, the only warning there is is that this whole thing is in lowercase. posting today because of the results from the poll i posted earlier today.

@.LEEKNOW📑+,’ (#SCORPIO“🦂,), @.CHANGBIN,⭐️” (#LEO,🪨’) , @.HYUNJIN🦑” (#PISCES,🐠+”), @.FELIX☀️,’ (#VIRGO🧼🫧”), @.HAN🎸 (#VIRGO🧼🫧”), @.SEUNGMIN’🍪, (#VIRGO🧼🫧”), @.JEONGIN🍞🧈 (#AQUARIUS“🐡+’)

charming

it’s a no brainer that this trait fits with chan. his personality, how he acts, everything about him is charming. he’s literally the ideal man??? he’s always there for you, and he encourages you to vent to him. he never wants you to be on your own, and he’ll never let you be on your own. (unless you need space ofc) if you’re hurting he’s hurting, if you’re happy then he’s happy. let him help you, he loves to see you smile. everyone finds him charming in some way, and he’s stealing glances from people left and right. he’s not only there for you, but he’s there for all of his members and even strangers and it’s the sweetest thing to see, and it only makes you fall in love with him even more.

“well-balanced”

being a well-balanced person means said person is very sensible, able to be emotionally stable, and is all in all a very loving and fun individual to be around, and chan fits these traits. he almost always knows what to do in any stressful situation with himself or with others. he knows how to keep himself calm, he knows how to keep others calm and how to create a safe environment for others. he’s able to keep his mind clear in situations when you or anyone close to him his upset, and that allows him to make sure you or whoever is okay and allows him to find a way to make things better <3 chan can be stressed quite often, but he finds ways to stay emotionally stable and he’s usually able to keep himself very composed when dealing with himself and others. and then obviously with the fun-loving trait, chan is such a sweetheart and is so fun to be around ! he knows how to make someone laugh, and his laugh is also so sweet to hear. simple date nights with him or game nights are probably very silly, but a very fun thing you’ll look forward to always..<3

honest

chan tries, and for the most part is always honest. in a relationship with you he’ll always be honest with you. whether you ask for his opinion on something, or he thinks it’s appropriate to call you out on your wrong doings, he’s always honest with you. of course not in a rude way though. he always makes sure to be gentle. chan thinks communication is very good in a relationship, so obviously honesty goes hand in hand with communication. he likes you to be honest with him and whether it has to do with your emotions or something you’ve done, he makes sure to always be honest with you. in all honesty, chan sometimes outs himself for things he’s done that you didn’t even know he did because he’s too honest. if he broke something of yours he’d immediately tell you and apologize, but you didn’t even know said thing had broke. but you’ll always appreciate his honesty, and he’ll always appreciate when you’re honest with him, or just when anyone is honest with him. it’s not just in your relationship, he’s honest with anyone and everyone unless he’s joking around and even then, usually he ends up telling the truth sooner or later…

[k-verse-sachi]

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**Danny Phantom:** Ghosts, angst, and all the "what if" scenarios you can dream of.

K-pop:

Stray Kids (SKZ), BTS, and Enhypen are my go-to groups, but I’m always vibing with other fandoms too.

DC Comics:

I ship DamiJon (Damian Wayne x Jon Kent), Conner x Tim (Superboy x Robin), and SuperBat (Superman x Batman). Chaos is the name of the game here!

Open to Requests!

Got a *Danny Phantom* headcanon? A K-pop scenario? A DC Comics ship request? Just send me a message, and I’ll do my best to bring your ideas to life.

A Little About Me:

Biases:

Han (SKZ), Jungkook (BTS), and Niki (Enhypen) – but let’s be real, I love them all!

Ships:

DamiJon, Conner x Tim, and SuperBat are my lifeblood.

Hobbies:

Writing fanfics and headcanons, binge-watching cartoons and anime, and drowning in fandom theories.

Ultimate Goal:

To create a fun, welcoming space where we can geek out about *Danny Phantom*, K-pop, and DC Comics together.

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This blog is more than just fanfiction and headcanons; it's a community. Participate in polls, share your thoughts, and let’s bond over the fandoms that make us who we are.

So grab your thermos, your lightstick, or your cape, and let’s dive into the chaos together. Follow me and stay tuned for more headcanons, fanfics, and fun! 💜

[seungisms]

pussy drunk!jisung who’s completely dependant on eating pussy, he can’t go a day without it and will resort to begging if he has to, he has no shame

pussy drunk!jisung who’ll annoy you all day for just a taste, until you finally give in and let him shove his tongue into your cute cunt

pussy drunk!jisung who get so greedy sometimes that he’ll be too impatient to even take your underwear off first, too busy nuzzling his nose into the fabric and fucking his tongue against your covered clit that he pays no mind to your embarrassed gasps, whining like a slut when your sweet taste drenches through the frilly cotton

pussy drunk!jisung who doesn’t let you be embarrassed for long, shutting your whimpers up when he nudges your panties to the side and starts messily making out with your cunt

pussy drunk!jisung who keeps a firm hand flat on your tummy when you try to squirm away from him, complaining that its just too much cause he’s already made you cum twice with just his mouth but you just taste too good for him to stop now

pussy drunk!jisung who cums from your taste alone, but he doesn’t have anytime to feel ashamed about it when your pussy just looks so sad and empty without his cock in it

pussy drunk!jisung who swears he’ll just put the tip in when you’re not in the mood, but ‘just the tip’ becomes another inch, then another and before you know it he’s fucking into your cunt like a rabbit

pussy drunk!jisung who can’t think straight as soon as he’s sinking his cock into you, repeating and slurring over his words and swearing he’ll be so good for you if you just let him cum inside you, just this once

pussy drunk!jisung who can’t for life of him pull his eyes away from where you’re connected, voice cracking when he sees the milky ring that forms around his dick everytime he pulls back out

pussy drunk!jisung who nuts in seconds, too fucked out to register what you’re saying or the hands trying to push on his chest before he’s emptying his balls and filling you up with sticky cum

pussy drunk!jisung who has no problem cleaning up his own mess as longs as it means he can bury his head into your sloppy cunt again, wet apologies muffled between his kisses for cumming so soon

[lovscb97]

# miscellaneous masterlist

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key: f = fluff, s = smut/suggestive, a = angst/hurt, c = comfort, h = headcannons, p = nsfw links

↻ stray kids !

⥽ … BANG CHAN: 

#one. bangchan fic recs (f, s, a)

#two. nerd!chan headcannons (h, f) (1.4k)

#three. nerd!chan drabble (f, s) (1.7k)

⥽ … LEE MINHO: 

n/a.

⥽ … SEO CHANGBIN: 

n/a.

⥽ … HWANG HYUNJIN: 

n/a.

⥽ … HAN JISUNG: 

n/a.

⥽ … LEE FELIX: 

n/a.

⥽ … KIM SEUNGMIN: 

n/a.

⥽ … YANG JEONGIN: 

n/a.

⥽ … OT8/MULTI-MEMBER:

#one. hyung line links (p, s, f) (2.7k)

#two. maknae line links (p, s) (2.9k)

↻ enhypen !

⥽ … LEE HEESEUNG: 

n/a.

⥽ … PARK JONGSEONG: 

n/a.

⥽ … SIM JAEYUN: 

n/a.

⥽ … PARK SUNGHOON: 

n/a.

⥽ … OT4/MULTI-MEMBER: 

#one. hyung line links (p, s) (2.3k)

[charmercharm3r]

Hear me out… hard thoughts on 0T8 being curious about their partners breast milk

I KNOW ITS TABOO!! But I literally can’t get it out of my head… help lmao 🤣

Masterlist

I HEAR U ANON I HEAR U. for imagine’s sake, picture reader is post-preggos in all these scenarios.

now, i think it’s obvious i live for sub chan and felix, but i don’t initially see him being into breast milk. it’d be a weird moment where he’s watching u bottle pumping he’s like, “…can i try..?” and it’s all downhill from there, any moment he can he’s taking the opportunity to suck on your swollen tits even if it’s just to have the weight of them in your mouth. occasionally squeezes in passing hard enough to purposefully make you leak and giggle to himself.

with minho, changbin, hyunjin, and jisung, it’s more the same proud feeling he gets when you swallow his seed after a good blowjob. it’s the physical aspect of being able to consume you the way you do to him, also the mindset that, “i helped do that, i did that to you. we made that human being together.” a pride thing, an ego boost in a weird, twisted sense. but hey, who doesn’t love some tits as nice as yours?

seungmin will either hate it or fucking love it. but he’s a menace, even with a child and is determined to be such a role model. he’s feeding your kid when he thinks, “wow that kids going to town. is it really that good?” and takes a little sip. he’s surprised how much he enjoys it, even if it’s pre-pumped. he’s of course shy to ask you about it in bed, but is pleasantly happy when you agree to let him suck your tit to try it right from the source. from then on, he’s doing things to purposefully make you lactate and soak through your shirt, emotionally riling you up in your fragile state and encouraging you to, “just walk around shirtless! we’re all benefiting from it.”

jeongin is also hit or miss, he already hates being babied but suddenly becomes envious of his kid in a way when he sees the baby just having a meal. also thinks that there’s no way breast milk can taste good enough for the kid to be hogging you like that. it’s a bit of jealousy, but also understanding cus he loves your boobs just as much. tries it on accident as well and suddenly becomes obsessed. after the baby is asleep and you’re finally comfortable having sex again he shyly asks if he could try it, is a bit thrown off by the warmth of you but praises you after realizing how uncomfortable it must be for you, “awe, you’re so sweet for letting me have a treat.” feels a little bad he’s stealing some good meals from his kid, but hey, that’s what power formula is for.

[minnie-binjin]

Guys, I really need motivation rn, I'm literally so drained that i can't even rn 🥲🙏

[thick-tatted-therapist]

This is really sweet, I think the one with Felix and Han would actually alleviate some of my heartache, I’m not someone who ever gets into big arguments with people I have been in relationships with due to my habit of being open about what made me feel uncomfortable and how I know that it’s likely not their intention to accidentally upset me, however, when I’m actively in a situation where I’m so upset that I shut down, someone who knows me well enough to prevent my avoidant tendencies (Han) or someone who acknowledges how hurt I’d have to be to even do that (Felix) would definitely make me feel secure in the relationship.

sleeping on the couch after an argument

⚘ genre. fluff with pinches of angst

⚘ members. ot8

chan picks you up and carries you to your shared bed

He doesn’t have a heavy amount of regrets, but god, he has never felt worse than he does right now. Chan knew he should’ve just taken a deep breath, controlled himself when going back and forth with you but he let his voice raise a bit too much for you

The fight was dumb. It was dumb, pointless, stupid, and every other negative word in the book. It definitely was not worth having you so upset with him that you didn’t want to be in the same bed

“Come here,” his chest is tight as he squats down, gathering you up in his arms as careful as he could. You stirred awake despite how slow he took it, blinking your red eyes up at him

You quickly put two and two together, so tired that you didn’t even try to fight back. Instead, you found warmth in his hold, the way you curled deeper into him almost made him cry because he just felt so guilty and sorry

“I’ll do better,” he tells you while covering you up and getting you all comfortable. You only nod, giving him a small smile. The shakiness in his words let you know that he really means it

lee know sleeps on the floor beside you

Minho was really fucking irritated and it wasn’t your fault, his schedule and his health and everything in between was suffering lately. He snapped and it just so happened to be on you, something that he didn’t even want to admit because he was so ashamed

Coming home to you snuggled up on the sofa barely surprised him, he already figured that you wouldn’t want to be around him. He fixed your arm that was hanging off of the side, settling it back down on your torso

After getting showered and sorting through his thoughts, he brought his own stuff out, making a small bed on the floor beside the couch. “I’m sorry,” he muttered to your sleeping self, throwing the pillow down to where he needed it. “Really sorry.”

You couldn’t hear and maybe that’s why he became so vulnerable, sitting with his back against the sofa, gazing at your sleeping form. A thumb ran against your arm soothingly, his eyes becoming tired

He’d make it up to you. Whether it be making you some good food, apologizing 1,000 times, he didn’t care. He’d set it right with you

changbin doesn’t let you sleep at all

You resist the urge to kick out as you feel nimble fingers pull down your sock slowly, fighting back a small smile despite the heated argument the both of you had earlier

“You’re not sleeping here,” Changbin picks up your legs to make room for himself, sitting down and laying them in his lap. “If you won’t come to bed, you just won’t go to sleep tonight.”

The persistence was agonizing and he stood true to his words, gently slapping your thigh when he’d see you nod off, you really could smack him right now. But, you’re not the strongest soldier, so you give up on being petty and walk to the bedroom with a deep sigh

You can hear him giggling to himself as he follows you, eagerly jumping into bed and pulling the covers over you. Only then, when he was scratching your back to lull you to sleep, did he tell you that he was sorry for today

It was always better to avoid going to sleep in a bitter mood. He felt this way too, literally keeping you from dozing off with good intentions. How could you stay mad at a sweetheart such as himself?

hyunjin is on his knees, apologizing and begging you to sleep in bed

It nearly broke his heart into two to watch you gather up some sheets and pillows, jaw dropped as you left the room without a sound, scrambling up to follow you out to the living room

He knew you were mad. You had every reason to be and he knew even more that this would die down with some rest, some food, and some time. But he can’t just sit here and watch you be so angry that you don’t even want to sleep beside him

“I know you may need your space, but please,” he was kneeling in front of you, hands on your knees, pleading with genuine eyes. “I don’t want to sleep without you.”

You didn’t want to sleep without him either, you figured space was best for the both of you, failing to see just how much Hyunjin needed you. Needy wasn’t the word, he was desperate and had no shame in showing it to you

“We’ll talk in the morning,” you let out a small sigh, taking the shaking hand that was held out for you and letting him lead you back to bed

han doesn’t even allow you to make it to the couch

Reading you like a book, he can already tell what you’re thinking as you chew on your lip and eye the pile of blankets folded neatly on the desk. “No,” he’s quick to spring up and shut the bedroom door dramatically. “Absolutely not.”

“You’re locking me in here now?” You try not to smile, biting the inside of your cheek as you feel him tackle you into a hug, falling back into the bed. “This isn’t cool. I’ll scream and the neighbors will think something bad happened.”

He only shook his head, locking you into his hold, determined to keep you right where you were because it would probably kill a part of him to watch you walk yourself to the couch. This was your bed too, you deserved somewhere nice and comfortable to sleep

“So be it,” he hums into your neck, waiting for you to stop fighting and calm down so that he could actually let you go, sitting back up and staring down at you. “Don’t go out there. What if someone breaks in? You’re better off here where it’s warm and nice and safe.”

Of course, he also had trouble sleeping without you, but that can be discussed at a time with a lighter mood. For now, that amount of persuasion should hold you off

felix grabs a blanket of his own and plops down next to you

You knew Felix felt bad and you hated fighting with him, it was rare for a reason and that reason was that he always came to a compromise for you to make things better on both ends

But after tonight, you just thought one night on the couch would do you wonders, maybe you’d miss each other so much that you just let bygones be bygones. That’s how you ended up on the huge leather sofa, cold and alone, hours passing since he had left to get some fresh air and dinner

Felix felt winded as he walked in to you on the sofa, his heart aching. You just looked so empty and he really couldn’t sleep knowing that you were in a state like that. It was only a matter of minutes until he was changed, dragging a bigger and fuzzier comforter to cover the both of you

You melted in his arms, letting him place stuffed animals around you, realizing that you were wrong, all you needed was a small break

“Don’t let me make you so sad that you do this ever again,” he held his pinky out, waiting patiently for you to lock it with your own. Turning down the literal sun itself was morally wrong, so you gave in and agreed

seungmin offers to take the couch instead

A hand wrapped around your wrist gently, big puppy eyes looking up at you, disappointment clearly written on Seungmin’s face. “I’ll take the couch instead tonight if you want.”

You were dead silent, heart racing so fast that you were afraid he could feel your pulse pounding against his palm. Even when he wasn’t on the best terms with you, he wanted the best for you

“No…” you let him tug you towards him, sighing while he hugged you, his hair getting messy as he nuzzled into your side. “No. This is stupid, it was a stupid move, we’re acting like we’re 12.”

“You’re acting like you’re 12,” he snickers softly and maybe he was right considering it was your idea originally, you didn’t have a comeback for that one. “Just stay in here. I’d feel a lot better.”

Seungmin believes in giving you space when you need it, but you both know that you don’t want it or need it. The argument was over, the tension was gone, and apologies were given. There was nothing left to do than to resume with your life the way you normally would

jeongin tucks you in and wishes you goodnight, refusing to let you go to sleep feeling unloved

One thing Jeongin knows is that he doesn’t appreciate being woken up under any circumstances, it puts him in a bad mood and he usually can’t go back to sleep. So, when he spots you in a ball on the couch in just a hoodie and pajama pants to keep you warm, he knows for sure that he won’t bother you

Instead, he gets you some things to hopefully help you sleep a little better, since it appears that you cried yourself to sleep right where you were

Placing a comforter on you and getting your head under some pillows was a small challenge, every single twitch had him pulling back instantly. He was successful in the end, sighing and silently congratulating his hard work

“We’ll be okay,” he can’t help but whisper, he only says it because he knows it’s true. You two will be fine, the argument was a small bump in the road. This is hopefully the first and last time you resort to sleeping apart from him willingly

He flicked all of the lights off, placing a gentle kiss to your forehead and making sure you were content before making his way to his own bed

[skzophreniic]

⍣ ೋ cw: vigin!felix. dry humping. hand job. blow job. overstimulation. mdni.

felix knows how to kiss you. he’s done it enough times—long, lazy sessions pressed up against you, hands wandering, lips slick and hungry. he knows how to tilt his head just right, how to nip at your bottom lip until you sigh against his mouth, how to suck your tongue into his own until you’re the one chasing him.

but this—this is new.

you’re straddling him, thighs bracketing his, fingers curled in the hair at the nape of his neck, keeping him close. his hands rest on your waist, trembling just slightly, thumbs rubbing circles into your skin like he’s trying to ground himself.

he’s burning. every inch of him, inside and out, is consumed by a heat so unbearable it has him trembling beneath you, breathless and desperate, hips chasing yours with an urgency that’s bordering on pathetic. he knows it, too—knows how fucking needy he looks, how embarrassing it is that he’s already soaked through his sweats, how wrecked he sounds when his moans break, high and breathless.

but he can’t stop. he doesn’t want to.

you’ve barely even touched him, and he’s already falling apart. his cock is rock-hard, leaking so much that his sweats cling to him, soaked through in a mess of precum that’s only getting worse each time you drag your hips against him. the friction is unreal—too much and not enough all at once. the thin cotton of your panties is soaked, sticking to your cunt, making it easier to slide against him, slick and filthy and teasing.

he should be embarrassed. and he is—his cheeks are burning, his ears pink, his fingers gripping your hips so tight they might leave bruises. but the shame only makes it better. makes his cock twitch, makes his stomach clench, makes him whimper when you press down just right.

“f-fuck,” he stammers, voice wrecked, high-pitched and desperate. his thighs tense beneath you, shaking as he bucks up again, more frantic this time, grinding into you like he’s completely lost control. like he doesn’t care how messy he’s getting, how pathetic he must sound.

he’s so used to doing this alone—rutting into his hand, fucking into the mattress, biting his lip to keep from moaning too loud. but now, you’re on top of him, letting him do it for real, letting him soak through his clothes, letting him press his aching, throbbing cock against your cunt and use you like his fucking pillow.

the thought makes his head spin.

“i—” his voice catches, his fingers flexing on your waist, hips jerking up again. he’s trying to hold back, but he’s too far gone, too close, too sensitive. every time your pussy drags against him, it gets worse. every tiny movement sends another shockwave of pleasure through him, has another choked moan falling from his lips.

you press down harder, and his whole body jolts.

“shit—oh my god, i’m gonna—”

his head tips back against the pillow, mouth falling open as a broken sob rips from his throat. his hips stutter, his entire body shuddering as he cums hard, spilling into his sweats, soaking them even more, ruining himself completely. his cock throbs against you, twitching with every pulse of his release, sticky and hot and messy.

but even as he cums, even as his body trembles through it, he doesn’t stop moving. his hips keep rolling up into you, needy, shameless, fucking desperate for more, whining as the oversensitivity kicks in but still grinding against you like he can’t help himself.

he knows he should be mortified—knows he just came in his pants like the fucking virgin he is, knows how ruined and wrecked he looks. but the way you’re looking at him, the way your nails are digging into his skin, the way your own cunt is throbbing against him—

he’s gasping, body trembling beneath you, his chest rising and falling in rapid, uneven breaths. his whole body feels too hot, too sensitive, every nerve ending fried from orgasm, and yet—

he still wants more.

still needs more.

his cock twitches, still hard, still leaking despite the mess he’s already made, and you feel it—feel the way he shudders when you press your palm against the soaked fabric of his sweats, the way his hips jolt like he can’t help but chase the touch even though he’s so overstimulated it’s making his head spin.

“f-fuck,” he stammers, voice cracking, wrecked and breathless. his fingers dig into your thighs, gripping like he’s afraid you’ll pull away, like he needs you there, pressing down on him, making him feel everything.

you slide off him slowly, and he whines, blinking up at you in a daze—completely ruined, lips parted, cheeks flushed, body still trembling from the intensity of it all. his cock is throbbing beneath his ruined sweats, the sticky fabric clinging to him in a way that has him whimpering, overstimulated and desperate all at once.

and then, your fingers slip under the waistband of his sweats.

his breath hitches.

“w-wait—” his voice is small, uncertain, but he doesn’t stop you. he can’t. he lifts his hips instinctively, letting you peel the soaked fabric down, and the moment his cock is free—flushed, dripping, twitching—his entire body jolts.

the air feels too cold against his slick skin, too sharp, too much—but the second your fingers wrap around him, his brain short-circuits completely.

“ah—oh my god—” his head falls back against the pillow, his hips jerking up into your touch like he has no control over his own body anymore. his cock is so sensitive it hurts, but he still moans at the feeling of your fingers gliding along his length, slick with the mess he’s already made.

he’s never felt anything like this before. not like this. not with someone else. not with himself.

and then—then you shift, moving lower, your breath ghosting over the head of his cock, and his entire body locks up.

“b-baby—” his voice is strained, tight with a mix of anticipation and disbelief, because surely—surely you wouldn’t—

but then your tongue flicks over the tip, catching the sticky precum beading there, and his mind blanks.

a sob rips from his throat, high and broken, his thighs trembling as his hips buck up before he can stop himself. he’s never felt anything this hot, this wet, this fucking good, and it’s hitting him all at once, too much, too overwhelming, too fucking perfect.

“f-fuck,” he stammers, voice barely above a whimper, high and breathless. he’s never been this sensitive before, never felt this raw, this desperate—his cock still pulsing, twitching under the light drag of your tongue, overstimulated but still aching for more.

and you—god, you’re relentless.

you press your tongue flat against the swollen tip, licking up another slow, teasing stripe that has his back arching clean off the mattress. his hands leave the sheets, darting up like he means to stop you, but they hover just above your head, shaking, unsure. he can’t bring himself to push you away. doesn’t want to.

“too much,” he whines, but he doesn’t mean it, not really. his hips tell another story, rutting up into the heat of your mouth, his cock throbbing against your tongue, betraying just how badly he needs this. just how much he craves it, even through the haze of overstimulation.

you hum, lips curving against him, and the vibration shoots straight through him like lightning, leaving him gasping, wrecked and wide-eyed, staring down at you in stunned disbelief.

and then you sink down just a little further, take him just a little deeper, let your tongue flick just right—

and he’s gone.

and as he comes down, still shaking, still dazed, he watches as you slowly slide your panties down your legs.

his breath catches.

maybe he was wrong. maybe there is something better.

[20cmstar]

sweeter than honey ✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🎧✮

pairing: felix x reader type: fluff warnings: none ◡̈ word count: 835

Your shared home was filled with a warm, softly sweet bread-like scent as leftover faint traces of flour and sugar dusted the tabletop. You quietly watched as your boyfriend, Felix, moved with effortless elegance about the kitchen, completely mesmerized by the way his silhouette flowed. He seemed to be walking on air, his footwork fluid and coordinated as he retrieved ingredients from the refrigerator and pantry. His brows wrinkled in concentration as he carefully measured each ingredient, looking at the instructions on his phone as he added a few of his own unique touches here and there to make it special. He would occasionally mumble, his baritone voice soft and low, as if though mentally synchronizing the recipe’s steps to ensure a flawless batter. He was so focused that you dared not interrupt him since you found it extremely endearing and touching how his brows furrowed together in concentration. Whenever he suggested testing out a new pancake recipe he discovered online, you were excited to try it. In fact, you didn't need much persuasion after observing his opulent eyes gleam with initiative and enthusiasm pooling like stars in dark brown cosmos.

“Are you sure you don’t need any help, my love?” You inquired while feeling little guilty about watching from the sidelines as he performed all the work. A rush of butterflies flitted madly in the pit of your stomach as his soothing chuckle stroked your ears. You felt like you would melt with each passing minute as he stared at you with a special tenderness in his gaze. “Yes, sunshine, I’m sure.” Felix replied, and he kissed your left temple quickly and reassuringly while stooping over the counter. You felt a tingling sensation where his lips had once been, and your cheeks warmed and adopted a subtle scarlet hue. Your chest began to fill with an incredible amount of love and admiration for the man as a gentle smile pulled at the corners of your lips. Regardless of how long you'd been together, the man's words and actions always left you virtually breathless and flustered. How you ever got so blessed to have such a considerate man with a pure, loving heart baffled you, and all you could hope was that he felt just as cherished and adored by the love and care you offered him daily. “What makes this pancake recipe different than the others we have tried, Lix?” You queried, curiously inspecting the batter in the bowl for any significant changes, but it appeared to be the same as before. Felix watched as your face twisted into one of perplexity and let out another small chuckle. “I have to fold bits of honeycomb into the batter for this recipe.”

Your interest peaked as you saw him take the ingredient from the refrigerator. You leaned forward to get a closer look as he placed the glass jar on the counter and started to twist the brightly decorated top. “Does it taste like normal honey?” Your lips were pursed as you hummed and fought the impulse to dip your finger in the syrup that covered the comb. Felix shrugged, indicating he was just as fascinated as you were because he had never actually had raw honeycomb before. “I'm not sure, but why don't we give it a shot together?" He suggested sweetly gathering two spoons and dipping them each into the top layer of the honeycomb and the syrup surrounding it. You both lifted your spoons to your mouths simultaneously, taking the first bite. It had a honey flavor, and the honeycomb itself provided a subtle, sweet flavor that wasn't overbearing or harsh. You were honestly surprised by how refreshingly sweet it was despite the initially chewy texture. You eagerly eyed your boyfriend to see what he thought of it. He seemed equally surprised as you were. You found yourself dipping your spoon back into the jar for another taste. “This is so good, Lix! I like how sweet it is. The pancakes you're baking will go perfectly with it.” You chimed, praising him for discovering a delicious new recipe.

Warm fingers delicately cradled your chin before you could get your spoon to your mouth. Felix leaned forward and kissed you tenderly, the honeycomb’s traces still traceable on his lips’ velvety surface. Though taken aback at first, you quickly returned his expression of affection. You pouted and chased for his lips to give you another kiss when you parted ways. He laughed, though, and cradled our face with his warm hands. He gently rubbed his nose against yours as his thumbs caressed the skin on your cheeks. “Yes, the honeycomb was wonderful, but you, my sunshine, are even sweeter than honey.” Felix winked adoringly, and he laughed merrily at the way your neck and ears flared brightly with red. Rendered speechless by his charm, you gently smack his clothed chest. But when he went back to making the pancakes, the largest smile crept across your face as you observed the man you utterly adored.

A/N: Thank you so much for taking the time to read this! It has been a while since I wrote works and published them, so I hope everyone who crosses this enjoys it! ◡̈

Requests (as long as they are open) and constructive criticism are always welcome!

[leafy-pixel]

—✩‧₊˚ 3racha! Reacts to their S/O flying out to surprise them!

✩pairing: skz 3racha x female!reader

✩genre: fluff, established relationships

✩author’s note: Hello everyone and welcome to the first post on my blog. I’ve been trying to get back into writing so i’m very sorry if this is all over the place, but i hope you enjoy it nonetheless! <3

☆ Bang Chan

He was in the studio when he heard a knock at the door. Thinking it was one of the boys coming to join his late night work session he said a quick “come in” and went back to his laptop. But when he heard the words “Hi channie” a nickname he only gave you permission to use, fall from your lips his heart skipped a beat as he whipped around, his chair creaking with the sudden movement.

His eyes widened in disbelief, locking on you standing in the doorway, a playful smile tugging at the corners of your lips. It took him a moment to process what he was seeing. There you were, his love, standing in front of him after all this time. "Y-You're here?" he stammered, his voice a mix of shock and disbelief. His hands reached out to you instinctively, pulling you into his arms as if confirming that you were real.

"How... How did you get here? I thought—" His words were cut off by the overwhelming warmth of your embrace, the rush of emotion hitting him all at once. His lips brushed softly against your forehead in a tender kiss.

You laughed softly, pulling back just enough to on meet his gaze. "Surprise," He pulled you into another embrace, squeezing you tightly as if afraid you might disappear if he let go. “I can’t believe you’re here,” he said softly, his voice thick with emotion. “I’ve missed you so much.”

☆ Changbin

Changbin sat on the couch, his phone in his hand, staring at the message you sent him earlier that day. "Rain check, babe. I’m so sorry. Emergency meetings" You guys were supposed to facetime and play minecraft today as it was one of the very few days that both of you had off. He didn’t want to upset you so he said it was fine, but in reality he was hurt. He missed your face, your laugh, your..everything. He tried to go about his day, getting a workout in and going to the studio to help Chan, but the minutes felt longer than usual. Every time he glanced at his phone, he half-expected a notification from you, but none came.

Hours later, he was in the kitchen helping make a late dinner for the rest of the boys when he heard the familiar ding of his phone. He picked it up quickly, hoping it was you.

“Guess who’s at the door?”

His heart skipped. He ran to open the door, almost running over Seungmin in the process only to be greeted by you standing there, a grin on your face."Y/N?!" Changbin blurted out, eyes wide in surprise.“Yeah, about that rain check…” you said with a playful smile. “I thought I’d show up in person instead. Surprised?”

His heart swelled with joy as he pulled you into his arms, breathing in your presence.“I thought you were mad at me…” he murmured against your hair, his voice low with emotion. “I missed you so much.”You smiled softly. “I could never be mad at you, Binnie. I just wanted to surprise you... now, how about that Minecraft session?”

He chuckled, pinching your cheek playfully "As long as you promise not to build anything ridiculous again."

☆ Han Jisung

It had been a busy week for both you and Han, and though you both had planned to Facetime that evening, something kept you from reaching out. Han had been sending a few texts here and there, wondering if you were still up for it, but you stayed quiet, building up the suspense.

Little did he know is that you were in the car with Chan on your way to see him at this very moment.“Are you sure this will work?" you asked quietly, glancing up at Chan

“Of course it’ll work. Han’s been overthinking all day. When you show up, he won’t know what hit him.”You smiled, anxiety bubbling in your stomach. "I hope so."

With Chan's help, you waited until Han was in the practice room, a place where he often retreated to when he needed to focus. Chan had texted him from your phone, pretending that the two of you would be on call later and that it would be another night to play some games together, keeping him distracted.

Once Han’s attention was elsewhere, you slipped out of the car, ready for the surprise. Chan gave you a reassuring nod as you walked toward the door to the studio. Han was sitting on the couch scrolling through his phone when he got a text from you asking him to call you. He couldn’t help the small smile that crept its way onto his face. He has missed your voice, the one thing that could always heal him.

Riiing... riiing...”

The sound of your ringtone echoed through the quiet hallway. Han froze, his heart skipping a beat.He slowly lowered his phone, his mind racing as he turned toward the door. He recognized the familiar melody of your ringtone—a song you both had laughed over, one that made both of you smile every time it played. He walked toward the door, his steps slow and cautious. As he reached for the handle, he heard the sound of your soft giggle that made his heart race.

Opening the door slowly, his eyes widened when he saw you standing there, grinning with your phone in your hand.

"Y/N?" Han's voice barely rose above a whisper, shock written all over his face. As he picked you up and spun you around. “You—how—when did you—”You shrugged nonchalantly, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. “I thought I’d surprise you.” Chan, who had been lurking to the side finally stepped forward with a teasing grin. “I may have helped a little”

Han chuckled, pulling away slightly to look at you with soft eyes. “I swear, you two are going to be the death of me.