#you and the kid both hans

[scoupsofjisung]

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ change is inedible, according to han jisung

also known as: episode 2 of: i find a funny incorrect quote and make my favs say it

🧸 paring: han jisung x f! reader

🧸 warnings: none. the word disease is used but like. not anything about it :) also psa: DON'T PUT COINS IN UR MOUTH

🧸 author rambles: me during my holidays: writes nothing. me when i have to prepare for a presentation at uni TOMORROW: makes a text fic 👹👹 once again this is so random but i wanted to make another text fic because it’s cute and i love stray kids (as if this is any different to usual), so here we go. also HANJISUNG’S HAIR ATM?????? unbelievable. he’s so pretty. (also something about creating something breaking me out of the endless cycle of scrolling and braindeadness. yeah 😎🤘🏽) enjoy!!

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[suja-janee]

Given that bi han canonically has said “you turned Kuai Liang against me” he would no doubt say some edgy shit like

“YOU UNDERESTIMATE MY POWER”

[exocean]

HAPPY HOLIDAYS LOU! @levhanter from your secret santa!☃️🎄💖

[cienie-isengardu]

[magnifiico]

fair warning that if you write a young royal (whether the character is literally a Child or just a young adult trying their damn best in such an important and stressful role), mags is obligated to adopt them

i don't make the rules – bc lbr, even if i did, mags wouldn't follow them

[kisskissbanggang]

Jumpspace Renegade - ep. 14 ✨🚀

[3.3k words, 12min. read - Stray Kids Multi Fic, Scifi!au, Choose Your Own Adventure - Jisung x Fem. Reader, Chan x Fem. Reader - SFW/Smut in Other Chapters/✨A HINT of Spice✨ - Navigating Feelings, Platonic(?) Intimacy, ChangLix is Figuring it Out, Ruthless Scheming, Ominous Plot Hints, Forehead Smooches, Lingering Looks, Cold Showers, Loyalty Crisis, ONE Kiss, Delicious Banter and Flirting and Tension, Always Check the Tags]

[Episodes on Fridays 7pm pst, Polling closes Saturdays 7pm pst]

[A/N: My first fic with #straykidsland! Definitely check out their network and follow💕]

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Chan really thought he had you pinned. Surely, an alliance with him meant you would have to knock it off with anything shady for the time being.

Too bad for him, he wasn’t aware that you didn’t exactly care. This was an easy choice.

Your alliance with Minho – at least in its conception – was purely out of convenience. Knowing what he was up to would help you plan for any eventuality. An alliance with Chan would afford you the same thing.

Of course, there was the whole issue of actually liking Minho, but what did that matter? The bounty wanted nothing to do with you physically ever since you took him up on his offer, anyway.

And it wasn’t like you deplored Chan. You just really, really weren’t a fan of him lately.

Still. Access to the captain was too valuable.

He continued to stare you down in the showers, cocky and sure of himself as ever.

“An alliance?” you casually repeated. “Sure. Okay.”

Maybe it was the way you so nonchalantly said it. Maybe it was that he wasn’t expecting you to say it at all.

Chan softened immediately, as if he had been tensing himself to receive your answer. You held out a hand for him to shake and he warily shook it.

“But you should know,” you casually added, “I don’t like to mix business with pleasure. If you ever come onto me again I’ll break your knees.”

Chan blinked at you, forgetting to let go of your hand while he processed this. “I wouldn’t expect anything less.”

“I used up all the hot water, by the way,” you grinned, cheekily patting Chan’s bare shoulder. “Enjoy your cold shower, Captain.”

The relatively cool air of the ship blasted you and sent a shiver down your back when you exited the washroom, wondering where Jisung was. His cabin door across from the heads was wide open, exposing the lack of the pilot inside. You peeked into the galley and set your shower supplies down in the booth. The digital screen installed next to the kitchen showed who was standing watch when it wasn’t displaying ship or planet time. Soon enough, Jisung’s name scrolled across.

There was one thing on your mind following this new development with Chan.

Obviously, Minho would be elated to find out.

And it would be wise to sort out how to access him with no more keycard. But that meant you had to be sure no one could randomly listen in on you. 

You crept upstairs to the bridge. By this point, you could assume most everyone was asleep. The bridge was dim and quiet, but a faint light revealed the pilot, lounging in the secret bunk in the compartment under his console. He flipped through a comic, smoking a charge clip and not bothering to look up until you sat on the floor beside him.

You reached over and clicked off his clip, getting his attention. “You want me to stop hating you?”

Jisung paused now, curious.

“Disable the function to remotely activate the talk box in my cabin.”

The pilot looked at you then, shrugged, and crawled out of the compartment bunk. He closed the door on top of it and re-seated himself at his console, clicking and typing through some programming before a concerning beep seemed to warn him before he shut it off.

“Done,” Jisung clapped his hands together. “What’re you doing tonight? Want to hang out?”

It was your turn to blink in confusion. “It was that simple? You don’t even want to know why?”

“No,” answered Jisung. “I’d just enjoy knowing you don’t hate me. So are we hanging out or what?”

“Uh, no?” you laughed. “I said I wouldn’t hate you. I didn’t say anything about not being mad at you.”

Jisung deflated, slouching in his chair at his console. “Fair enough,” he pouted, scrunching both eyes closed. 

Wait. 

Both?

“Hey, something's different,” you smirked. “What happened to your eyepatch?”

The pilot’s eyes widened, first in confusion and then in realization. He pointed at the light bruise on his cheekbone. “Apparently, all I needed to speed up my heal time was a swift punch in the face. My dude had an insane right hook.”

“Looks like it,” you chuckled sympathetically, but this back-and-forth gave you pause. It’d been nice having a steady friend on board. Jisung offered you a small smile and you broke down immediately. “Fine,” you sighed. “You want me to stop being mad at you?”

“Uh, yeah?” laughed Jisung, almost playful. “This sucks. I hate making you mad.”

“Then first:” you began. Jisung looked on intently. “Never steal my shit again. You could’ve been a grown-up and asked–”

“But what if you said no?!” Jisung whined.

“Then that would’ve been my right, asshole! So first: never steal my shit again. Second: actually pitch the setup at Sentury Station to me. Properly. With details. We barely had any time on Phaborus.”

The pilot sat up at attention right away. “Like right now?”

You sighed hard, but it was tough not to be a little smitten. “No, dummy, not right now,” you said with a shake of your head. “Actually think about it and plan it out, and then come to me in private.”

Jisung grinned in determination, new goals in mind. “You got it. You’re gonna be so not mad at me.”

“Looking forward to it,” you teased. You stroked Jisung’s fringe out of his eyes as a parting gesture, and you could feel the mutual longing you both had for a buddy tonight. Still, you had to follow through. You were still mad, and Jisung had his new conditions to meet. You turned to leave the bridge, thankful that Jisung seemed content with this development, when Chan ran into you in the stairwell, fresh from his cold shower.

Maybe this was why you were feeling a little exhausted. You’d barely had time to relax. There was always something to take up your attention.

“Up to anything fun while I was away?” he asked, unamused.

You brazenly pinched the captain’s cheek. “I was reading Jisung a bedtime story.”

Chan gently, yet sternly, gripped onto your wrist before you could pull it back. The hold his cybernetic hand had on you was steadfast. “Is that all you were doing?”

The smallest, most effective move you could think of to make Chan release you without causing a scene was an admittedly ridiculous one. You stepped forward into his space in the stairwell, your chest against his, your best doe eyes gazing into his stoic glare until he gave up and stepped back, breaking his concentration. “We’re partners now, Captain,” you reminded him. “You said that now you’ll know I have your back. No matter what. And no matter who I spend time with.”

Chan was steaming when you winked goodbye and trotted the rest of the way down the stairs.

You made one more detour to the kitchen, grabbing something to drink for the night. The tea you opened was refreshing, helping you finally catch a second of calm, when you heard a creak across the galley. The door to Changbin’s cabin was open, warm light spilling onto the floor, and there was the mechanic himself, thinking he was being sneaky when he didn’t see you lurking in the dark kitchen. 

Changbin jumped when he flipped the lights on, but his startle quickly faded. He pulled you into a hug and kissed your forehead. “Hey, I haven’t seen you all afternoon,” he fretted. “How are you?”

“I’m fine, dude, really,” you reassured him, despite feeling dead on your feet. 

“You sure?” worried Changbin. “You’ve had a crazy day. You saved Felix, for Christ's sake.”

Your primary impulse was to argue this. All you did was get Felix back to the ship. Minho was the one that saved him.

“Nova?” came Felix’s voice from inside Changbin’s cabin. He immediately started shooing you in Felix’s direction.

“Are you sure? He should be resting,” you nagged the mechanic.

“Go,” insisted Changbin. “He’s rested all day, and he’s been worried about you ever since you left to go fetch Hyunjin.”

You were about to ask what Changbin would be doing while you visited, but your question was already half-answered when you turned to see him digging through the cooler. For a second, you wondered if the two had ever properly eaten all afternoon or evening. You peeked into Changbin’s cabin, grinning wide when you caught sight of Felix. The blonde had regained his color, now sitting up in bed and bundled in one of Changbin’s hoodies. He dropped the book he was reading and immediately outstretched his arms to you.

“Come here,” he happily demanded.

Your resolve was shot immediately, unable to resist giving the man a hug after an insane day. You sat yourself on the edge of the bed and embraced him as gently as he would let you. He also kissed your forehead, affectionately cradling your face for a second.

“I’m going to thank you for saving me,” he explained. “And I know you’re going to give me some shit about Minho doing everything, because that’s exactly what Minho told me. So I’m going to thank you, because you’re the one who got me out of there and back on the ship.”

“Fine, fine,” you humbly relented, before you openly changed the subject with a sweeping wave. “So… Changbin’s cabin, huh?”

“I dunno, dude,” Felix sighed, still retaining a hint of a grin but sighing nonetheless. “Perspective changes when more important things come up. But it was fucking tense in here for the first hour or so, like, until he finally spilled.”

“So you know more?” you asked, trying not to sound too hungry for further developments. Finding out Changbin was married was huge, even for you, and you hadn’t known the crew long.

“Yeah,” Felix nodded. “I know more. Go look at the computer. He pulled more stuff up for me. The stuff I saw was just the most recent.”

You looked in the direction of Felix’s point to Changbin’s computer on his desk. There were messages upon messages pulled up. Felix continued while you browsed through them.

“It’s tough, Nova,” he exhaled. “She hates him. She practically despises him. She’s convinced he’s sleeping with every marine he meets, and she can’t stand that he’s had boyfriends before marrying her.”

“So she’s crazy,” you determined. 

Felix dazedly nodded. “Kind of hard to get a divorce if it means you have to be in the vicinity of a lunatic.”

“How do you feel about it, dude?”

The weapons specialist was about to draw his knees up when the wound in his waist hurt too much. He defeatedly melted back into the bed. “According to Bin, they got married right after he was drafted. Money was tight, resources were scarce, she had a good job, and he’d have reliable income. It was more to take care of each other than anything.”

“Do you believe him?”

Felix thought about this, messing with the sleeves of Changbin’s hoodie. “Yeah,” he finally decided.

“But it still hurts,” you clarified. 

“That he kept it a secret?” Felix asked. “Of course. Just takes time.”

The two of you relaxed in silence for a moment, digesting this. “How was Jeongin’s dinner?” Felix asked you, interrupting the quiet.

“It was good,” you assured him with a nod. “There’s leftovers if you want.”

“No,” Felix emphatically refused. “Whatever painkillers Minho gave me obliterated my appetite. It also made me ridiculously tired.”

“Then you should get more sleep,” you prodded, grabbing the blankets and tucking Felix in. This time, you kissed his forehead. Felix bid you goodnight and you did the same, quietly letting yourself out and back into the galley.

Changbin was right there, unsurprisingly. He grappled you into another thankful hug before relinquishing you, and you could hear him badgering Felix to drink some warm tea while you got your head back into your plans for the night.

You had one final idea for the night. With your magic keycard being snatched back by Chan, and the hatches to Minho’s room being sealed, you’d have to come up with a new idea on how to access him, especially if an emergency arose. You first dropped your shower supplies into your cabin and opened the closet, tapping softly on the back of the compartment. With Jisung disabling your talk box, you were no longer worried that someone could listen in on you. When you received no answer, you figured Minho must be sleeping.

Nevertheless. 

The best time to be trying to get this done would be nighttime, with everyone asleep.

You tried to look casual strolling out into the workshop when you spied Jeongin in the loft. He noticed you, too, setting his book down and waving at you.

“What’re you reading?” you coolly asked, sidling up to the workbench and swiping a laser cutter.

Jeongin nonchalantly pointed at the earpiece he was wearing, signaling that he was actually on a call while enjoying his book, and gestured at the proton slicer beside you instead. You blew him a kiss and tucked the tool into your waistband before heading back to your cabin.

Once again, the service access was arid when you crept inside. You held the flashlight from your nightstand aloft and examined Chan’s welding work. Thankfully, this didn’t appear to be metal joining the hatch to the frame, but it was some sort of compound that was tough as nails. When you charged and clicked on the proton slicer, the beam didn’t do anything to the weld. You rolled your eyes. Would the hatch in Minho’s closet be equally impenetrable? 

You crawled out of the service hatch and into the opening at the top of your closet, trying to move fast when you dropped your flashlight with a clatter. Quiet would be crucial here, since you were right under Chan’s cabin. You scrambled to pick up the plastic flashlight, almost jumping out of your skin when the beam landed on Chan, waiting for you in the access passage.

“Telling more bedtime stories?” he teased.

Five different excuses almost spewed out of you at once when Chan held up a hand to silence you. He simply pointed up.

“My cabin. Now.”

He watched you climb up, keeping a wary eye on you to make sure you wouldn’t run, before climbing up after you. From this vantage point, you could tell that the hatch opened into his own closet floor. You observed his desk-turned-workbench, covered in tools haphazardly grouped into some semblance of organization. A small set of paints were closed beside a couple of ship models he was working on, while a solder pen sat next to some spare panels for his limbs. There was a monitor mounted to the wall blasting an old movie, while a computer played a livestream on his bureau. 

Chan clicked off the strong work light hanging over his desk. “It’s amazing, how easy you are.”

“Excuse me?” you sputtered.

“I give you a juicy offer and I immediately catch you being friendly with Jisung and about to break into the bounty’s cabin?”

“What does Jisung have to do with this?!” you laughed snidely. “The cabin, I can understand that looks suspicious. But just talking to Jisung?!”

Chan seemed more than a little caught by your interrogating. He stood quiet, waiting for your next move.

“Besides,”  you huffed, “I thought you’re supposed to trust me now. How do you know I’m not trying to get more details out of Minho? Maybe I’m trying to get more info about what’s going down in Victory Meridian.”

And now Chan looked like his interest was piqued. You silently cursed yourself for mentioning Daedalus.

“Victory Meridian?” he smirked. “No one believes my gut feeling that we’re walking into something.” 

“Then maybe you should let me try and gain some leeway here,” you argued. Chan leaned back against his desk, and you sat yourself on the edge of his bed.

The captain folded his arms, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I like you, Miss Nova,” he sighed. “But you’re always up to something. Why can’t you tell me before you do shit?”

You leaned back, aloof and resting your palms on the bedspread. “You like me?” you cutely cocked your head. “I heard that. Jisung told me you like me a lot.”

Chan scoffed where he was leaning against his desk across from you. “What is this, school? Like I have a little girl-next-door crush on you?”

“You sure like to bully me like we’re in school,” you shot back. 

Chan held your glare. “If you’re talking about my unconventional approach to getting your loyalty, I think I have plenty of reasons to stay the course. If I keep being hard on you, you’ll either slip or you’ll be a perfect crewmate. Maybe even first mate material.”

“I thought Jisung was your first mate,” you challenged.

“No,” Chan shook his head. “It’s just convenient for us both to refer to him as such. He's the pilot, I'm the captain, and that’s it.”

“Maybe,” you posited, “if you keep being so hard on me, I’ll want nothing to do with you, let alone be your first mate. Maybe, if you keep being so hard on me, it’ll make me want to mess with you in return.”

Chan raised an eyebrow. “Oh? You’ll mess with me? What’ll you do, sabotage me? Play a little prank on me?”

The captain almost flinched when you stood up from his bed and took a few short strides to where he leaned against his work station. “Maybe,” you growled, “I’ll only stay in Minho’s good graces by fucking him.”

“So it’s been more than once?” Chan demanded to know.

“Way more than once,” you lied.

Chan looked like he could break something.

Hilarious.

It didn’t matter that the truth was far more boring; it only mattered that Chan was fuming at the thought that you’d already managed to sleep with Minho multiple times since coming on board.

“What’s the matter?” you pouted. “Upset your alliance didn’t come with a little punch card to come in my bed?”

With the way you had him back up against his desk, you heard a small creak from how Chan gripped the surface with his enhanced hand. 

“So I was right,” he smirked, trying to keep up and remain cool. “You are easy.”

You bit down the first snarky remark that came to mind in lieu of something more calculated. “And I was right,” you grinned back. “You’re jealous that Minho has me on call and you don’t.”

Chan’s kiss was immediate and brief, in equal parts due to how he backed off and how you instantly reacted by slapping him. His hands were on you as fast as they were off you, now limply holding onto the hem of your shirt. You had to admit, you sort of liked this about Chan, the fact that this was so complicated. It’s what you liked about Minho, too, unlike how you loved the ease of spending time with Jisung or Seungmin.

“Stay with me tonight,” Chan suddenly, quietly pleaded. You let yourself be drawn closer until your forehead rested against his. “No funny business; you can sneak out in the morning. I just like being around you.”

Your mind raced, your head reeled, the air in your lungs turned to stone from Chan’s proposal. Yeah, you liked the ornery captain of the Ambler, but you also liked other people.

Like Seungmin.

Who, as you’d realized, had no recollection that Chan himself had outed you for sleeping with him, Jisung, and Minho. If you cared, you had a clean slate. That wasn’t even to say that you could be preventing Jisung or Minho from becoming jealous, too.

If it even went there. Who said that you’d fuck Chan if you stayed with him? This could be your chance to ease the tension that was obviously between you, maybe actually become friends.

Or maybe take out some tension on him.

Chan’s lips on yours, his fleeting hands on your waist and in your hair, it was as exhilarating as it was relieving.

There were far too many ideas of what you could do here, but you needed to think fast.

[juiceofmoons]

Just stretching my feet and lying down Doesn't make my eyes close Even when I tightly shut my eyes, I sleep dreamlessly Sharp intake of breaths whenever I wake up from my sleep Momentary dizziness

Meaningless day, at the end of it, is a repeat, yeah

Skz Songs as Moodboards:

Han -> Another Day 🌙

this was in collaboration with my beloved adri! (@skz-films) who made the most perfect gifs for this mb 💜

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[merrysithmas]

who had any idea rogue one and andor would be the only ones left standing after the Disney nuclear apocalypse of star wars

[five-star-stay]

[eomcheong-keun-megi]

Han Jisung out here

with the Neurodivergent Sound Design

[therevengeoffrankenstein]

there actually ARE some interesting parallels outside of the obvious (both frankenstein sequels) between bride of frankenstein (1935) and the revenge of frankenstein (1958) namely that the frankenstein character gets propositioned into an almost overtly sexual relationship to another man who admires his work and they continue the frankenstein character’s old work together.

[what-breaks-my-heart]

[cienie-isengardu]

Mortal Kombat 1 Behind the Scenes AU: Panic (Mom is visiting)

Author's note: Mom may or may not hear about the whole dating nonsense Bi-Han pulled for Kuai Liang's sake. Kuai Liang's self preservation instinct kicked in just in case, so he is running to find Bi-Han before mom finds him XD

[Cage’s Mansion] [Waiting for Liu Kang] [Special Bonus] [Grandmaster’s commentary] [Climbing scene] [Madam Bo’s Inn] [Cage’s Mansion 2 (fire extinguisher)] [Medic] [Shang Tsung’s sad face] [Smoke’s Fall] [Scenography (1)] [Scenography (2)] [Show off!] [Favorite brother] [Climbing on the wall (nonsense)] [Tomas’ commentary] [Perfectly fine] [Sexy, sexy man~♪] [Brothers between filming - Scenography(3)] [Wrong team!] [Since when you two are friends?!] [I like being evil sorcerer more] [I forgot my line, sorry!] [Read the script Kuai!] [Get. Lost.] [Dating] [Permission] [Why date a punk like him…]

[moonchild9350]

Napping With Stray Kids

Summary: Just my thoughts on napping with Skz!

Pairing: OT8 idol Stray Kids x reader

Word Count: 881

Genre: fluff, suggestive

Warnings: none (shocking for me lol)

Notes: This was fun to write and had to put something together real quick before life gets busy again! I'm happy this came up in our convos @jeonginsleftcheek! I hope you guys like it!

Likes, reblogs, and comments welcomed as always :)

Please do not copy, translate, modify, use, or repost this work elsewhere without my permission. ©moonchild9350 (2024)

Bangchan We all know Bangchan has insomnia and doesn’t sleep well or much at all but he’s more than happy to at least try to nap with you if you suggest it. He’ll hold off on his never ending to do list, because he’ll do anything for his baby girl. You snuggle into his arms, as he pulls the blankets up and around you to keep you warm. His fingers lightly drag up and down your spine, soothing you. He’ll even sing you a song to help you fall asleep if you want. Tucking your head into his chest, your breathing starts to slow as you fall asleep. Chan tries, he really does, to fall asleep and nap with you but he’s perfectly content watching you sleep in his arms.

Lee Know I’m convinced that if you try to nap with Minho, sleep won’t come right away. He’ll try and tickle you knowing how ticklish you are, giggling as you squirm and grab a pillow to throw it at him. He’ll tackle you and press kisses all over your face while you laugh and tell him to stop (even though you don’t want him to, not really). After retrieving the pillows off the floor, you’ll both settle in, Minho wrapping his arms around your waist and snuggling his head into your neck. If you’re lucky the kids will come nap with you guys too, Soonie napping by both of your heads, Doongie at your feet, and Dori snuggling into your side.

Changbin Changbin would be one to be watching videos on his phone like tik tok or YouTube and would giggle every two seconds at something funny. Every time you close your eyes to nap, his giggle would fill the room causing you to open your eyes and laugh back with him. You can’t help it, he’s just so darn cute! Eventually you do fall asleep, your head resting on your chest. Binnie notices you’re asleep (which is a miracle honestly because the man can’t multitask to save his life) and tries his best not to make a sound, you just look so peaceful and he wants to make sure his baby gets plenty of rest.

Hyunjin I believe that napping with Hyunjin would be the most poetic? Like you’re all curled up in his bed, blanket wrapped around you, your hair fanned out on his pillow. He’s sitting at his desk painting, cause when is he not. But you don’t mind. You watch him for a while, the way his hands move around the paper, the little face he makes when the color doesn’t come out the way he wants. You eventually drift off to sleep. Hyunjin notices, and smiles, happy you’re here with him. Little do you know, you’re sleeping form is the subject of his painting, as he thinks you look like an angel.

Han Han is the certified nap man, this is no secret. He is always down for a nap, add you in the equation and he’s the happiest man on earth. He’ll pull you into his arms, pressing sweet kisses and nuzzling his head into your neck. It doesn’t take long for you both to fall asleep. You’re just so cute together. And bonus points for the members if you guys fall asleep at the studio. They’re ohhhing and awwing at you two love birds, fast asleep together.

Felix On his off days, he’s at his computer, playing Genshin. It’s really the only time he has to play. But the moment you come over, he logs off and he goes to snuggle with you. You love looking at Felix’s face, tracing his freckles while he looks deep into your eyes. You’re both just so in love with each other. Your eyes slowly close, perfectly content in his arms. Felix would lean down to press a kiss on your nose, before closing his own eyes. He finds he sleeps best when you’re by his side.

Seungmin Now Seungmin could go both ways when it comes to napping with you. He could be a total menace by poking your face and tickling you. Making fun of your protests (lovingly of course) and not letting you sleep. Or he could be the exact opposite, a sweet puppy, pulling you close and softy singing you a song to help lull you to sleep. Either way he will end of falling asleep with you, mind blown at how he could have ended up with such a sweet person as you.

I.N. Now Jeongin is a middle child and hates skinship, this we all know. But I’m convinced if he’s going to snuggle and fall asleep with someone it’s you, the love of his life. It’s different when you touch him, he craves your touch more than he thought possible. He makes sure you’re all tucked in, nice and warm, but not so much so that he can’t feel you anymore. You’ll laugh at his actions, telling him you’re fine as long as he’s there. He doesn’t listen, he wants to make sure you have a nice rest and being warm and comfortable is part of that. To top it all off, he’ll drape your legs over his, and wrap his arms around you as you both drift off to sleep.

Taglist: @jehhskz @jeonginsleftcheek

[dwaekkicidal]

Who are you calling a baby?

˚ʚJeongin x Fem!readerɞ˚

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ summary: You decide to join Stray Kids in teasing their maknae, your boyfriend, about being a "little baby." Let's just say he doesn't take very lightly to it.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ word count: 2.6k

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ warnings: fem!reader, mean!dom Jeongin (🤭), rough sex, degradation (calls u stupid and 'dirty girl'), traffic light system brought up once, hair pulling (once), spanking, a sprinkle of dacryphilia, creampie, no protection (don't be silly, wrap ur willy also pee after sex), aftercare mentioned but not thoroughly, think that's all?

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ notes: I was actually gnawing at the bars of my enclosure trying not to make this into a "sir/daddy" thing (I should've. it prob would have been so much better bc i hate this grrr)

DO NOT republish or translate+post my work!

You laugh along with Chan as he and Seungmin sit beside you, the three of you watching as Hyunjin lets his cuteness aggression loose on Jeongin. Ruffling his hair and throwing his whole body weight onto the poor maknae. They're taking one last break from their dance practice, deciding to go a few more rounds before heading home.

"You'll always be our baby, Jeongin~" Han sings to Jeongin, to no particular rhythm. Jeongin laughs but desperately crawls out of Hyunjin's grasp, seeking protection from a spot on the floor between your legs.

"He's just a babyy! My lil' baby boy~'' You tease at him, smiling fondly before pinching his cheeks. He looks up at you and pouts cutely.

"I'm not a baby.."

"Yes you are! You're our cute little baby~ You prove my point when you make a face like that!" You laugh, brushing his hair back to make it more presentable after Hyunjin's attack before grabbing his chin and squishing his cheeks to prove your point even further. A few of the guys around you laugh and join in, poking and tickling at Jeongin while throwing in comments here and there about him being their Baby Bread, him laughing as he tries to protect himself from their attacks.

Eventually the 7 of them stand up and walk towards their spots on the floor. Your boyfriend sits on the floor a little longer, catching his breath as he looks up at you, staring into your eyes with a blank expression. Your eyes catch his and you tilt your head down at him, smiling. He stares for a few moments longer, expression unchanging, before quickly standing up and walking towards his dedicated spot. You think nothing of it and pull out your phone, mindlessly scrolling on a random choice of social media and getting comfortable.

After some time of hearing the same part of a song on repeat, you feel a pair of eyes burning into you. Looking up, you see the boys discussing a mistake somebody made. As you scan the boys, you meet your boyfriend's gaze. His eyes boring into you with another unreadable expression before he narrows his eyes towards you and turns back to the mirror, getting into position. You furrow your eyebrows at the back of his head, staring at him a little longer in hopes that he would turn around and explain himself. Is he upset about the teasing? Surely he knows I'm just messing around.. Once you realize that won't happen you sigh and shake your head, turning your attention to our phone once again. Assuming that he would get over this "fit" soon.

Not long after this, the guys all agree to call it a night. Jeongin opted to stay at your place for the weekend since you both had the next few days off. "I just want to spend some sweet time with my girlfriend," he explains to his hyungs. But the tightening grip on the back of your neck tells you otherwise.

The ride to your apartment was quiet aside from the radio. His hand never left your thigh and occasionally squeezed when he felt your gaze on him. Before you know it, the both of you are walking into your bedroom

"Are you okay? You've been super quiet for the last few hours." You ask, setting your bag down on the dresser and taking your (his) sweater off, landing it on the edge of the bed. You take a seat as he turns to you, his arms cross and his expression blank asides from the bump you see on his cheek. His tongue poking his cheek out in what you can only assume is annoyance or anger.

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"I don't know.. you've been super quiet since the little teasing fiasco earlier.. Are you actually mad?" He raises an eyebrow at the way you enunciate the word 'actually,' but chooses to stay quiet and frowns down at you.

"Oh my gosh.. you're actually upset?" You laugh, standing up and taking a step forward so that you're in front of him "Baby...." You start as you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him into you, planting a kiss on the corner of his lip before continuing, "You know I was just messing with you, it's all playful banter. You're my baby and I'm yours, there's nothing wrong with that. I'm sorry that you got upset." You giggle, showering him in kisses before you feel his arms unfold and reach behind you to embrace you.

Melting into his embrace, you litter more kisses on his face, waiting for a response. When you still don't get one, you pull away slightly to check on him only to be met with a smile. One that doesn't quite meet his eyes. One you thought was genuine until one of his hands trails into your hair, grabbing a tight handful, and tilting your head back forcibly. Your eyes screw shut as you wince, whimpering when you feel his hot breath on your neck.

He plants a few kisses silently before pulling back and smirking, loosening his grip so you look at him again. "What happened to all that laughing? Fox got your tongue?"

You pout and open your mouth to say something before he pushes you forcefully onto the bed. It catches you off guard and you take a second to try to even your breathing as he leans down, pushing your back to meet the bed and hovering over you. His lips ghost around your jawline and your neck, occasionally leaving wet kisses and small marks and rendering you breathless.

"C'mon baby... keep running your pretty little mouth.." He says, one of his hands by your head moving to slowly trail down your body until he meets your waist. He caresses your hips softly before continuing, "My hyungs aren't here to protect you anymore. So let's see if you still think you're oh so funny.." You let out a gargled noise as he bites down on your collarbone, moaning lightly as his hand moves to unbuckle your jeans, pulling them off you in one fell swoop as he pulls away from your neck.

When you don't say anything he lands an open handed smack on your thigh. "Why is the 'little boy' like me taking control? Use your words like the big girl that you swear you are."

You whimper at the sting on your thigh, but look him in the eyes and suddenly it's your turn to pout. "I said I was sorry baby, you know I didn't mean it like that." He lands another smack in the same area, not liking your response. He rubs the area to soothe the pain, but also as a warning of what's to come.

He leans forward and the other hand grabs your chin, making you keep eye contact, before leaning forward, "Let's see how far acting coy will get you. Sit up."

You feel your stomach tighten at his demandingness, but you listen and sit up on shaky arms. He pulls your shirt over your head before pulling off his own, throwing both behind him without looking.

"Color?" He asks, as he pushes your legs apart with his knee.

"Green" you whisper back, breathing heavily as he bends down to place a kiss on your stomach, pulling your underwear from under your ass and down your legs. You feel him smirk against your stomach, "Of course it is... dirty, dirty girl."

He trails small kisses down your stomach at an agonizingly slow pace. Eventually he reaches your pelvis, he swats at your thigh when your leg twitches in anticipation before meeting your eyes and speaking up again. "I want your eyes on me at all times. No closing your eyes, no looking away. Okay?"

You nod your head and watch as he shoots you a crooked smile, making sure to hold eye contact with you before leaning in and placing a kiss directly on your clit. Immediately two of his long fingers softly rub along your folds, gathering your wetness before you feel them slide against your gummy walls, quickly finding the spot that has your legs weak. He makes a good pace off the bat; not too fast and not too slow. Your eyes still stare into his, and you let out moans as he fingers you while licking his lips. He leans down further and places kisses on your inner thigh and uses his free hand to undo his jeans, pushing them down with his boxers just enough so his cock bounces out. He strokes himself a few times and tilts his head at you teasingly as he makes a particularly hard thrust. His gaze moves between your legs as he adds a third finger and frees his other hand to massage your clit.

With his piercing gaze not on your face, you quickly forget your previous promise to keep your eyes on him and you throw your head back. You let out a particularly loud moan as your eyes close and your legs shake, struggling to stay spread. He suddenly pulls his hands away from you and lands a harsh slap to your clit, pushing your legs apart when they clamp shut from the sudden sting. You squeal loudly in surprise and your head jolts forward, your eyes opening to look up at him with furrowed eyebrows and tears pricking your eyes.

"Do you not know how to listen? Or are you just trying to piss me off again?" He grumbles, frowning at you as he pushes your knees to your chest. He holds you in place as he lands another smack to your cunt. "I was gonna be nice about it and spoil you, but since you don't know how to follow basic instructions, we'll do this my way. Be good for fucking once and hold your legs for me, yeah?" He spits out, pulling his hands away when you shakily hug the backs of your knees. He rubs his tip against your folds repeatedly before dipping just the tip in.

" 'M sorry-yyyy!" You try saying before he cuts you off and bottoms out. He groans and leans forward, towering over you and placing his hands beside your head, planting himself above you. He pulls out all the way to the tip before locking eyes with you and smiling smugly at you, "Yeah? You're sorry? My pretty little baby is sorry?" When you open your mouth to respond he suddenly thrusts all the way into the hilt, pulling a loud moan from your lips as you furrow your eyebrows, closing your eyes yet again.

"Aww, baby... What am I gonna do with you.. Too cock-dumb to follow basic instructions…” he laughs at you before finding a fast pace, one that has you seeing stars as he pounds into you repeatedly. The angle you're in makes him hit all the right angles constantly while still making him go so deep. So much so that you feel him hit your cervix a few times, making you whimper as you look up at him with teary eyes.

You moan out his name as your grip on your legs tighten, already feeling so close after cumming not long ago.

"Don't worry baby, sit there nice and pretty for me and I'll take care of you. I'll let it slide just this once and 'll fuck you nice and stupid, okay? Though.. I'm not so sure it will be any different than how stupid you normally are?"

"Pleaseee" You whine out, a few tears finally falling at the mix of his words and the constant stimulation. He laughs at you and moves one of his hands to your mouth, tapping your lips to let him in. You open your mouth enough so that his thumb enters your mouth, and you knowingly suck on his fingers. Once he deems it wet enough he pulls his thumb out and moves it to where you two meet, messily rub circles onto your clit.

"Jeongin... 's so goodd" You cry out at the extra stimulation, nails digging further into your legs.

He leans back and his free hand reaches forward to smear your tears into your cheek, "Stop crying baby, you can take it. mmmmmm.. You will take it. You owe me for being such a bitch earlier and trying to embarrass me in front of my hyungs."

You moan loudly and throw your head back, tilting it slightly to look up at him, "Fffuck baby! I.. I promise, I swear I didn't mean it like-" Before you can finish he grabs your face and pulls you forward, "C'mon, babe, I know you can make up a better excuse than that. Or are you too cock-dumb to use your pretty little head? Hm??" He teases, ending his sentence with another slap to your clit, one that makes you loosen your hold on your legs.

Your eyes gloss over and he smirks, leaning forward and placing a soft kiss to your cheek before leaning back and continuing his brutal pace. When he feels you grip him stronger he knows you're close and he pushes further, in order to get you there faster. "You gonna come? Huh, pretty little thing?" You nod and moan mindlessly as you look up at him, mumbling out mindless pleads before he pushes your knees into your chest again and chases both of your highs.

"Then cum, stupid baby. Milk me dry, okay? Be a good girl baby." He says out of breath, as he leans forward and pulls you into a kiss. One of his hands comes down on your ass and it's enough to send you over the edge. You're squeezing him like a vice and it's enough for him to finish next. He breaks the kiss to groan, pulling away to stare where the two of you meet, watching his cum get fucked out of you with each thrust. Once he rides out both of your highs, he leans forward to leave hickeys in your collarbone.

After a short time, he pulls out slowly and softly lays your legs against the bed. You sigh at the empty feeling, but are thankful that your legs can stretch out.

"F-Fffuck.. Jeonginnn'' You whine, feeling even more cum drip out of you. He laughs and leans forward to pull you into a kiss, softly smudging his cum along your folds with his fingers before leaving a final, much softer, slap. He leaves soft kisses all over your face as you catch your breath, mumbling an 'I'll be right back' before disappearing into your bathroom. You faintly hear the water running and he quickly returns, wiping you down with a cloth that was soaked with warm water. You finally catch your breath e as he throws the cloth onto the pile of your clothes from earlier, deciding to put them in the hamper later.

You look up at him and give him a sex-drunk smile, giggling as he lays next to you before pulling you into his side. You wrap your arms around his neck and rest one of your legs on his hip, and he massages it to sooth the muscles as his other hand draws circles into your back. He holds eye contact with you for a moment before pulling you into a kiss.

"You okay baby?" He asks, pulling away to smother your face in kisses as he gives you time to respond.

"Amazing, actually... " You mumble out, pulling him in for another kiss.

"Good... Rest up baby, you're gonna need it." He says between kisses and lands a smack to your ass. He laughs in your face as you look at him with furrowed eyebrows and a frown. He grinds against your core and you realize that he's hard again, making your eyes widen a little.

"Oh, my love.... you thought we were done?"

[starlostseungmin]

husband!minho

✰ notes: third entry of my husband!skz series and as for who won the poll, it’s minho’s turn!! minor warning: sex is mentioned but nothing happened!! i hope you guys enjoy!! not proofread. DO NOT FORGET TO REBLOG, COMMENT AND LEAVE TAGS! thank you <33

seungmin , chan（ lee know ） jeongin , han , changbin , felix , hyunjin.

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Husband Minho who asked, “Will you be the mother of my three kids?” instead of “Will you marry me?” on one random afternoon when you were both playing with his cats at his parents’ house. It served as his proposal and gave you a jingle ball because he didn’t have a ring with him at that time. 

Husband Minho who used to be a tsundere and nonchalant person but later changed into a fully affectionate bunny the moment he fell for you. 

Husband Minho who got emotional during the wedding day but tried to hold his tears back since it was expected that his friends would tease him later. He gave up eventually and cried when you slow danced with him at the reception. 

Husband Minho who teased you a lot but in a loving way. He tends to be a menace sometimes but it wasn’t bad. Your big baby just loves to play with you. 

Husband Minho who pretends to be annoyed when you ask for a kiss but deep inside he wants to smother you with all the love you deserve. Eventually, he couldn’t keep it to himself so he cuddles you with lots and lots of kisses. 

Husband Minho who spoils you with his five Michelin-star cooking skills and serves you high-quality food. He is the happiest when you compliment him and finish everything on your plate. 

Husband Minho who loves to drag you along when he goes camping and offers to take care of everything while you rest. He’d only ask for minor tasks from you to help him. 

Husband Minho who sends you weird selfies and cat pictures when you’re not together and says he misses you with the kids (his cats). 

Husband Minho who listens to your worries and gives constructive criticisms but at the same time he comforts you with the things you need to feel better. 

Husband Minho who loves to encourage you to do the things you want as long as it would benefit him and it’s not illegal. “The heart knows what it wants,” He said. “But let’s not go to jail shall we?”

Husband Minho who lets you burst out in anger while he stood there listening to everything. He’s not the type to baby you every time and will be civil when it comes to arguments knowing who is in the right and wrong. 

Husband Minho who will never allow you to sleep unless everything is resolved. He’d be sorry if it was his fault and be the cutest baby bunny that you can’t resist to forgive. This comes along with cuddles and kisses or makeup sex (if you’re both into it). 

Husband Minho whose love languages are acts of service, quality time, and words of affirmation. 

Husband Minho whom you swoon to over and over because of how handsome and cute he is. Never a day you’d miss complimenting him by which he’ll be all red and mushy from being shy. 

Husband Minho who got the interest of touching your butt out of his love and affection. 

Husband Minho who lays on top of you when he sees you lying down on your shared bed the moment he gets home because he’s tired and your presence makes him feel relaxed and secure.  He tends to bury his face in the crook of your neck. 

Husband Minho who is loud and dramatic in the most precious way. 

Husband Minho who never forgets important dates and will throw everything away just to spend time with you. 

Husband Minho who acts like a mother especially when you get sick and is stubborn. 

Husband Minho who is good with kids, and had asked you a few times if you want to have one with him but at the same time he doesn’t want to put pressure on your shoulders. He reassures that he can wait and doesn’t even mind if he spends his lifetime with you alone. 

Husband Minho who feels appreciated and loved when you tell him about the things he means to you and how much you are head over heels for him. 

Husband Minho who gets excited when you give him cat necessities. You wonder that he loves his cats more than you sometimes but he’d say you were equally receiving his love and affection. 

Husband Minho who doesn’t always say he loves you but rather says that you are his getaway from everything. It’s you and him against the world, nothing could replace you as you are his happy place and favorite person. The one who comes second after his cats and knows his priorities but you get the privilege. 

Husband Minho who loves you to the moon and back. 

Husband Minho who treasures you the most and the one he’d put first before everything. 

Husband Minho whom you’ll love for a lifetime, promised to never hurt, never leave, and never break his heart. 

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