Ash

Stray Kids

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Hi everyone, I know it’s been a while!

It’s been a rough little bit, you know? Been going through some health stuff relating to my heart, and some of my other health conditions have also not been great.

I’ve been working on some stuff in my spare time, so I hope to post soon. It probably won’t be any requests, just because it’s been such a long time.

Tw: Messed up stuff relating to American politics. Iykyk. You don’t have to read.

But in serious news, I am politely asking that if any of my followers support Trump or any of his… associates, let’s say, for lack of a polite work, please unfollow. I can’t believe that the president of a country rage tweets racist slogans at two in the morning. He fucking ate a baby and you still haven’t put him in jail?

I’m not blaming the poor souls that are suffering through his reign of terror, but if you actually voted for him, what is wrong with you? And don’t say that you didn’t know this would happen. We all knew what happened the first time, and yet idiots still voted for him.

Fuck Trump, fuck ICE. For such a ‘free’ country, what happened to basic human rights? I am Canadian, and I can tell you that we are horrified at the atrocities happening so close to our borders. And it’s so funny how he wants to stop ‘illegal immigrants’ when I can guarantee that his ancestors didn’t originate from North America.

Everything’s actually pretty good! I figured out why my health is bad most of the time, so I’m pretty happy about that!

I feel so bad about not posting in almost a year I think? But all of my drafts are from so long ago that I just can’t get into them and it makes me sad to even look at them.

Some people are close to their siblings, yeah. But why are they that close?

And it’s not like “oh well the writers wanted them to be connected.” No. Their relationship is weird. Monica regularly sits on Ross’s lap, she is way too invested in his sex life, and they just wrestle all the time? Which again, some siblings are close, but they do it… too strangely.

Have we forgotten that when Monica got a spray tan, Ross stared at her legs for way too long? Or when there was only one condom, they were aware that the other sibling was going to have sex.

How did they not get grossed out? Instead Ross had sex, knowing his sister was in the next room, and Monica had to lie in bed while Ross did it in the next room over (which she could most likely hear)

And Ross was Monica’s first kiss. I know that it was a comedic accident, but wow, so weird.

Aww, I’m so glad! I like to write things that you can come back to, which is why I tend to make them pretty silly.

I like to think that it would be something to come back to after a tough day, but that’s just my wishful thinking. Thank you for taking the time to send this, though!

I’m doing pretty good, thank you for asking! My wrist/arm thing finally got better, but unfortunately now I have more health (?) stuff.

My doctor thinks it would be a good idea for me to get tested for autism, since apparently I show many signs of it. I personally think that I’m a bit old for only now to be showing signs but I’m not an expert.

Apparently some people only start to not mask during burnout, and I have been experiencing a lot lately. That’s part of the reason why I haven’t been writing a lot. I’ve been working to come back, even though it’s slow.

Take any sort of rest you can get and don't push yourself too hard!<3

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Aw, thank you! I miss Tumblr too. I’ve been reading a lot, and ugh there’s so many good fics.

And I did see your request, it’s still sitting in my inbox, along with a few others! I will answer it once I’m back fully!

I saw a doctor, and now I’m on a treatment plan! I still can’t do a lot without being in a lot of pain, so I’m taking a bit of a break.

Aw, I miss you all too ❤️

I try not to vent on you guys, but since you asked, I’ve actually been kinda struggling. I am right-handed, and type with my right hand as well.

But lately, my right arm keeps falling numb a lot. I spend most of my day either in pain or unable to use my entire arm.

It’s made writing a lot harder, along with most things in my life. I’m hoping to see a doctor soon, but it’s so hard to find any availability. I’m just struggling in general, since I can’t use my left arm a lot because of previous nerve damage.

I’ve actually already been told that I have nerve damage in my right arm, I just didn’t expect it to get this bad.

Bang Chan x gender-neutral reader

Drunk!Chan, who gets all sleepy. His eyes droop and he can barely stay awake the moment the booze hits him.

Drunk!Chan, who gets all clingy, forcing you onto his lap so he can play with your hair. It’s not a territorial thing, he just needs you close.

Drunk!Chan, who starts whispering you secrets. He tells you about all the comebacks they have planned, and sings a couple of their unreleased songs.

Drunk!Chan, who wraps his arms around you and nuzzles into the back of your neck, making sleepy sounds against your skin. Each time you try to get him to just go to bed, he just shakes his head and insists he’s not tired.

Drunk!Chan, who tries to fit you both inside his hoodie. Each time you struggle to squirm away he just uses those big muscles of his to bring you right back.

Drunk!Chan, who goes on and on about how much he loves you. This is how he tells you he loves you for the first time, and he’s so sappy about it.

Drunk!Chan, who covers your face in kisses, getting all pouty whenever you try to push him away. Accuses you of not truly loving him, and then he sulks in the corner.

Drunk!Chan, who challenges people to arm wrestling competitions and loses on purpose to make them feel good. Rambles about how strong they are and how weak he is compared to them.

Drunk!Chan, who tells you over and over again how proud he is of you. Gives you a hug and refuses to let go as he carries you around, proudly announcing that he’s always believed in you.

Drunk!Chan, who shows you off to the members, gushing about how pretty you are. Everyone humours him, and waters down his next drink.

Drunk!Chan, who forces you to cuddle him in bed. If he’s really drunk, he insists on being the little spoon and admits how much he loves it.

Drunk!Chan, who strokes your hair as you lay in bed together. It’s way too early for bed, but you’re both content to just exist together.

Drunk!Chan, who whispers that he loves you one last time before drifting asleep. He has one arm tucked under you, his legs curled around yours protectively.

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Seonghwa x reader x Hongjoong

Requested sequel to this

18+

Cw: Hybrid au. Smut. Overstimulation, penetrative sex, threesome, heat cycles, mxm smut as well as the mfm.

You’ve settled into life with the cat-hybrid, Seonghwa. You get along with him just fine, and have ‘supervised playtime’ as Hongjoong calls it.

One of Seonghwa’s favourite things is to wait for Hongjoong to come home. He’ll stare at the door in the thirty minutes up to Hongjoong’s arrival, glaring at you every time you tease him for it.

Hongjoong laughs and ruffles Seonghwa’s hair affectionately. “I love seeing you when I come home. I appreciate you waiting up for me.”

You look up from your book with a small sigh. “He’s so desperate. He always thinks he’s better than me, too.”

Hongjoong arches an eyebrow at you. “At least he’s a good kitty. Now you aren’t even happy to see me.”

“I am!” you protest, crossing your arms to pout. “He’s just-“ You cut yourself off before he can hear the rest of that.

“He’s just what?” Hongjoong sharply asks, expression smoothing out. But you know he’s not pleased. This is the calm before the storm. “Well-behaved? Respectful?”

“He’s a suck-up,” you mutter, ducking your head. You hear Seonghwa’s laugh as he glides out of the room, knowing that Hongjoong is absolutely furious.

Hongjoong doesn’t speak for a moment. He stays silent, letting the tension grow. Then he lowly says, “I think you need to learn some manners, bunny.”

You huff and roll your eyes, although your stomach twists nervously. You’ve been punished by him once, and once for a reason.

Hongjoong’s punishments aren’t fun. They’re punishments for a reason.

Hongjoong tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear, grinning from ear to ear. “Little bunny, you can run along now. I’ll call you for dinner.”

You frown a bit in bewilderment before padding away, just as he said. Usually his punishments come immediately. You’re never left on edge like this, and neither has Seonghwa.

But maybe that’s the point.

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You find Seonghwa in his room, reading a manga. You vaguely recognize it as some romance he had been trying to get you to read.

“Hey,” you softly say, sitting next to him on his bed. He shifts, uncrossing his legs so you can sit on his lap. You settle on him comfortably, leaning back. “You’re reading this again?”

Seonghwa hums, nuzzling against your cheek. His chest rumbles against you, a sign of his contentment. “Yeah. I think you would like it.”

You glance at the pages curiously, snorting in amusement. “That’s just nasty. What are they even doing?”

Seonghwa laughs, closing the book gently before rolling over, pinning you beneath him. He leans down to nip at your throat, no doubt leaving hickeys.

You squirm and try to push him off without putting any actual effort into it. He ignores your half-hearted attempts and sucks a mark beneath your jaw.

A knock at the door interrupts the moment. Hongjoong stands in the doorway, a smirk playing at his lips as he watches. “Oh,” he says, cocking a brow. “You two want to play?”

“Yeah.” Seonghwa grinds against you, making a soft sound of pleasure. His eyes flutter a bit before he’s dragged away from you with a confused whimper.

“Nuh-uh.” Hongjoong clicks his tongue. “Kitty, our bunny here has been acting up. She doesn’t appreciate us, does she?”

Seonghwa licks his lips, tongue darting out quickly. He glances at you before returning his attention to Hongjoong and shaking his head. “No. She doesn’t.”

Hongjoong releases Seonghwa, who falls into place beside him. He strokes his face fondly. “But you’ve been good. You deserve a little something.”

Seonghwa swallows, his throat flexing. You see his Adam’s apple bob. “Uh-huh. I do.”

You glare at them both. You’re not too overly fond of being denied anything, especially not attention. 

Hongjoong sits on the bed and shoos you away as he bends Seonghwa over his thighs. You can only stare as Seonghwa’s pants are dragged down and a bottle of lube is uncapped. The cat-hybrid moans as a lubed finger presses into his ass.

“More,” Seonghwa mewls, lifting his head up to see Hongjoong’s face. “Hongjoong- Sir- More, please!”

Hongjoong smiles fondly, patting Seonghwa’s cheek with his clean hand. You can only look on with envy. “Just give it a second, okay? We need to stretch you a bit.”

Seonghwa nods, wetting his lips. He lets Hongjoong take his time until the next finger pushes in, causing him to shudder.

“Relax,” Hongjoong murmurs, running his fingers through Seonghwa’s hair. He thrusts his fingers in and out, no doubt finding Seonghwa’s prostrate when he trembles and moans. “You need to let me make you feel good, alright?” 

You trudge closer, settling down to your knees next to them. “Hongjoong…” you softly plead, grasping at his forearm as he pumps his fingers in and out of Seonghwa. “Hongjoong, please.”

“Yes, bunny?” Hongjoong doesn’t look at you, focusing his attention on Seonghwa. He pulls his digits out for a moment, examining the slight gape before plunging them back in. “Do you need something?”

You dig your fingers into his flesh, whining softly. “You know what I want…”

Hongjoong makes Seonghwa cum, white smearing across his pants. He helps the hybrid up, kissing his forehead softly. “Did she ask politely?”

Seonghwa glances at you with glassy eyes, nuzzling into Hongjoong. “N- No. she didn’t.”

“So does she deserve attention?” Hongjoong prompts as he strokes Seonghwa’s hair away from his forehead. His touch is soft and affectionate.

“No,” Seonghwa whispers, avoiding eye contact with you. He knows that you will absolutely beat his ass for this later. “She doesn’t deserve it.”

“You’re right.” Hongjoong plays with Seonghwa’s hair, helping him come down from his orgasm. “She doesn’t.”

You let out an irritated huff and clench your hands. “This isn’t fair! Fine! I don’t need you! I don’t need either of you!”

Hongjoong shrugs. “Fine. It’s your choice. But when you realize that you do need us, I expect perfect manners.”

“Well I don’t need you,” you spit out before turning on your heel and marching out of the room. You refuse to give in.

Hongjoong smiles widely, and Seonghwa tilts his head in confusion. “Hongjoong?” Seonghwa gently says. “What’s that look for?”

Hongjoong pats Seonghwa’s thigh. “Bunny doesn’t realize her heat is coming up. She’ll come scrambling back to us in no time.”

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You stay strong for two whole days as Seonghwa laps up Hongjoong’s attention. Seonghwa curls up on Hongjoong’s lap when you watch television, you’re often woken to banging of headboards, and the cat-hybrid even tries to eat you out when he misses you.

That gets him a stern spanking as he’s scolded for going against Hongjoong’s orders. You watch with a smug expression, glad that he gave in before you did.

But on the third day, your thighs are sticky and your stomach feels tight. You wander downstairs in the morning, rubbing your eyes and searching for them. Either will do. You just want to be full.

“Good morning, bunny.” Hongjoong kisses your forehead before gliding into the kitchen to make breakfast. He ignores the needy whine that you let out.

Seonghwa’s pupils dilate as soon as he sees you, and he rushes to you. He pushes you over and lays his body over yours, touching every part of your skin that he can. His hands slip beneath your sleeping shirt as he licks your throat.

“Kitty,” Hongjoong warns from the kitchen, cracking eggs into a pan. 

You gasp and shiver as Seonghwa’s teeth sink into your neck. You writhe beneath him and let out a moan as he slots his knee between your thighs, grasping your shirt with his fists.

Seonghwa lets you grind down on his knee, leaving as many marks as he can on your flesh. He’s sucking a hickey onto your shoulder when Hongjoong finally has enough.

Hongjoong throws Seonghwa over his shoulder, leaving you flushed and leaking on the floor. He lifts an eyebrow at you. “So? Have you finally had enough? Gonna admit that you need us?”

You shake your head, squeezing your thighs shut. The movement gives away your desperation and Hongjoong laughs.

Seonghwa reaches for you, but doesn’t fight Hongjoong too much. He doesn’t want to be punished like you are. “Have to- I have to help her. She’s in heat!”

Hongjoong shushes him, placing him off to the side so he can deal with you. Seonghwa grumbles but stays still. 

Hongjoong crouches next to you, watching you for a moment before his lips curl into a smile. “Still have nothing to say to me? I have all the time in the world. But you…” He reaches down to collect some of your slick onto his fingertips. “You won’t have as much fun waiting as I will.”

You whine and rub your thighs together to create some friction. But you’re too wet for it to work and your head falls to the side. “Hongjoong! Please!”

“Ah, there it is.” Hongjoong shoves Seonghwa away as he tries to crawl to you. Seonghwa gets a sharp smack to the thigh and yelps in pain before giving you both space again. “Seonghwa! Enough!”

“But she needs me,” Seonghwa murmurs, eyes locked on you. “She needs me, she needs me, she needs me.”

“And she’ll get you when she asks nicely!” Hongjoong snaps, hooking his fingers into Seonghwa’s hair and holding him away from you. “I’m punishing her. Do you need one too?”

“No,” Seonghwa mutters. “I’ll be good.”

Hongjoong releases him before facing you again, sighing heavily. “Bunny, just use your manners and ask nicely. Admit that you need us.”

Your lower lip trembles, but you still shake your head. You’re suddenly grabbed under the armpits and lifted up to your feet.

Hongjoong herds you to his room, placing a hand between your shoulder blades. “Bend,” he orders, stern voice leaving no room for argument.

You bend at the waist, laying your front over his bed. You clench around nothing as you glance over your shoulder at him, gaze hooded. You won. He’s giving in, and you won.

Hongjoong keeps you like that for a moment, staring at you with an unimpressed look. Then he slaps your ass, humming lowly when you let out a cry. You try to squirm away, but he places a hand on the back of your neck, using steady pressure to keep you in place.

“Seonghwa,” Hongjoong calls, easing your pants off your legs. “Come here, kitty.”

Seonghwa enters the bedroom, forehead creased and lips slightly pursed. His gaze immediately falls onto you. “Yeah?”

“Are you still loose enough from this morning?” Hongjoong asks, tightening his grip on you as you try to get up again. When Seonghwa nods, Hongjoong sighs fondly. “I remember when you thought you were dominant… Wow, it feels like it was so long ago.”

Seonghwa shifts his weight between his legs. “Uh-huh…”

“Anyways,” Hongjoong says, breaking himself out of his thoughts. “Come here. You can hump the bunny.”

Seonghwa’s eyes light up and he scrambles closer. “I can help her? I can make her feel good?”

“No penetration though,” Hongjoong tells him as Seonghwa lays himself over you. Hongjoong lifts his hand from your neck to help Seonghwa undress his lower half. “Have fun, okay? And don’t worry if she gets all needy. That’s just part of the fun.”

Seonghwa’s hands latch onto your shoulders, and he rocks his hips. You can feel his cock drag between your legs, gliding through the slick.

“Oh, she’s so wet,” Seonghwa moans, digging his fingers into you. His hips thrust faster and he buries his face against you, gaspy little breaths hitting your skin.

You whine, scrunching your hands up in the sheets. “Seonghwa! Want it- I- I need it, please!”

It feels like you’re burning, sweat and slick dripping onto the bed. Seonghwa whimpers and glances at Hongjoong. “Can’t I help her?”

Hongjoong clicks his tongue. “In a second, kitty. But she needs to ask a bit nicer. She’s so close.”

“Please,” you beg, looking up at Hongjoong with watering eyes. “Please, sir, I need it. I need you. I’m sorry- I’m so sorry, but I need you.”

“There we go,” Hongjoong murmurs in satisfaction, removing his belt. He tosses it to the side, along with the rest of his clothes. “Seonghwa, you can fuck her now.”

Seonghwa lets out a sound you’ve never heard from him before, somewhere between the lines of hunger and frustration. He shoves his dick into you, forcing you to take the stretch.

You moan loudly, legs trembling. Seonghwa pushes you further up the bed and starts rolling his hips into you. His fingernails dig into your back before Hongjoong presses him down, the cat-hybrid’s body flush against yours.

Seonghwa doesn’t even seem to notice, lost in helping you achieve an orgasm. He wants to- needs to- help you. You’re his, after all.

“More,” you moan, hiccuping with each desperate thrust into you. You’re consumed by the need for more, more, more.

Seonghwa suddenly freezes, moaning softly into your ear. You feel more weight pressing on you before you hear Hongjoong breathlessly say, “You were right, kitty. Still stretched out nicely for me.”

Seonghwa’s body jolts, and he whimpers pathetically. “No! N- No! I- I can fuck her! I can do it, I promise! Don’t need- hnghh- don’t need the help!”

“Sh, sh, sh,” Hongjoong soothes, stroking Seonghwa’s hair. “Just be quiet, okay? I’ve got you.”

Seonghwa rocks his hips into you, but is only able to get so far with Hongjoong inside him. He huffs in irritation and bites your shoulder as Hongjoong thrusts into him, effectively thrusting into you as well.

“No!” Seonghwa protests, lifting his mouth from your skin. “Hongjoong! I don’t need help!”

“Seonghwa,” Hongjoong warns, bracing his elbows near your head. “I thought you were the well-behaved one? Good pets take what they’re given.”

Seonghwa lays his head in the crook of your neck, grunting as he’s fucked. You can still feel it, and the building heat in your abdomen is a welcome delight after so long of nothing.

“Close,” you find yourself gasping out. You twist your neck to see Seonghwa’s expression, wide eyes and parted lips as he takes Hongjoong. 

“Don’t- s’too much,” Seonghwa splutters, overwhelmed by your warmth clenching around him, and the utter fullness in his ass. He scrunches his face up as he cums, cock twitching inside you. “Hongjoong- Hongjoong, sir!”

“Let the bunny finish, huh?” Hongjoong rubs circles into Seonghwa’s back, grinning down at you. “I thought you wanted to help her? Take it and help her.”

Seonghwa moans and drools onto you as he endures more, eyes rolling back until you can only see the whites of his eyes. You finally hit your climax, entire body trembling. The thrusts slow and Hongjoong steps away, grabbing a nearby cloth.

“Not done yet,” you weakly say, spreading your legs again. Seonghwa’s spent drips out of you and his eyes narrow.

“Uh-uh,” Hongjoong chides, grabbing Seonghwa’s wrist before he can sink into you again. “First we need water. Let the bunny rest for a moment.”

Seonghwa only protests a little as you’re given time to rest. He sips at his water and makes you drink, much to Hongjoong’s amusement.

Then he descends upon you again.

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I was looking back at them and thought they were kinda funny, and that since I haven’t posted in a while (whoops) I might share these!

Heads up they’re kinda NSFW and designed to insult you.

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