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| pairing: idol!seungmin x reader

| genre: angst, hurt/comfort

| CW: failed relationship. that’s all i think??

| word count: 1.5k

| synopsis: stray kids x harry styles songs, part 2

seungmin’s long working hours & little communication causes a huge strain on your relationship. you realize, sometimes love just isn’t enough…

| note: i am SO sorry in advance for the pain this may cause. i promise it hurt to write, too. NOT proofread

disclaimer: in no way shape or form does this represent seungmin. i do not believe he would ever act like this in a million years!!

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Current Day…..

The clock’s light illuminates the bedroom as you toss and turn in bed. You’ve been trying to sleep for hours, but without the warmth of your boyfriend next to you, it’s hard, not that you’re not used to it by now. You haven’t seen each other much in the last week, the last month really, but you miss his presence. Things have been different for a while between you and Seungmin, you hardly feel like you have a boyfriend anymore.

You love him, that’s not a question, but you’re getting tired of crying yourself to sleep every night, wondering when you’re going to get a call, or even a text from Seungmin while he’s working. You’ve talked to him about it before, you told him that you felt alone, felt unloved, and he swore he would try harder.

You toss and turn, remembering every moment of that conversation, until you fall asleep.

Two Months Earlier…… 

“I-I feel so alone, Min.” You sobbed into your hands, losing the composure you’ve tried to maintain through this conversation. You didn’t want a fight, you didn’t want to scream or yell, you just wanted him to understand your side. 

“Baby….I’m-I’m so sorry.” He pleaded, sitting next to you on the couch, caressing your back as the tears continued to fall. You take your hands away from your face, looking at the man you’re in love with. His face looks like a wounded puppy, his eyes welling with tears from seeing you so upset.

“I feel like you don’t love me anymore.” You croak out, barely loud enough to hear, not because you’re afraid to say it, but because you’re afraid of the answer. His hands shoot out, cradling your face in his palms, moving as close as he can to you.

“No, no, no!” He nearly shouts, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize I was hurting you. There’s so much going on with recordings, practices, and promotions. I’ll fix it, I’ll do better, I promise. I don’t want you to ever feel like that.” He leans forward, pressing his forehead against yours.

“I know you have to do that stuff, and I’m so proud of you, I just wish you kept me more in the loop. I want to know if I can expect my boyfriend at home with me in the evenings or not.” You whisper, subtle tears still falling. He backs up for a moment, wiping away your tears with his thumbs. The look on this face makes you almost feel bad for even bringing it up. He seems truly upset that you’ve felt this way. You have no reason to doubt him, so you trust that he will do better. Unfortunately, that “better,” lasted about a month. 

Current Day…..

We’re sorry, Minnie <3, is unavailable at this time. Call back and try again later. 

You: Min? I haven’t heard from you all day, is everything okay?

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The Next Day…..

We’re sorry, Minnie <3, is unavailable at this time. Call back and try again later. 

The Day After…..

We’re sorry, Minnie <3, is unavailable at this time. Call back and try again later. 

You: It’d be nice to know if my bf is alive or not.

Minnie <3: I’ll be home later.

Later That Day…..

Your eyes are red and swollen as you lie on the bed. It’s nearing midnight, and of course, you haven’t heard of your boyfriend apart from the one dry text earlier in the day. You can hardly believe the way he’s acting. Working and staying out late is one thing, but not even giving you the time of day, or the courtesy of a phone call. 

You don’t know what to do anymore. You feel like a burden in your own relationship, or what is left of it. You stare blankly at the wall next to the bed, thoughts and insecurities running through your brain. You raise up slowly, the thought of sleep long gone. You trudge into the living room, trying to gather your thoughts for when Seungmin finally makes it home. It’s nearly 1 a.m. when you hear the jingle of his keys on the other side of the door, and you feel sick, knowing how much this is going to hurt. 

The door creaks open, Seungmin letting out a sigh as he sets down his bag next to the door. He notices you on the couch, the lamp dimly lighting the area you’re sitting at. You bite your lip anxiously, not sure if you’re strong enough for this conversation.

“Why aren’t you asleep?” He says low and gravely, kicking off his shoes. You take a deep breath, trying to channel your emotions that are leading towards anger, rather than sadness. 

“After three days, that’s all you have to say?” You interrogate, bringing your gaze over to him. “I’ve spent three days wondering what the hell you’re doing, or if you’re okay, and all you ask is why I’m not asleep? I haven’t slept for 3 days, Seungmin.”

“Can we not do this right now? It’s been a long day.” He groans, and you can hardly believe his lack of empathy. 

“Are you serious? It’s like I don’t even know you anymore, Seungmin.” You admit, a single tear falling against your cheek. You’re shocked by his lack of reaction, this relationship is so far gone that he doesn’t even care anymore.

“Jagi, I don’t know what you want me to do? You want me to quit my job, leave the group and let down thousands of people, including myself, all because you’re too clingy to sleep without me?” He spits out, arms gesturing desperately. Your jaw hits the floor, feeling like you’ve been punched in the gut. You stand slowly, meeting his gaze.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?! All of the sudden I’m ‘too clingy’ just because I want to hear from my boyfriend more often than once a week?!” You take a breath as he looks at you.

“The old Seungmin, my Minnie, would never treat me like this, let alone insult me and make me feel like I’m stupid.” You continue, jaw tight in anger, confusion, and grief. 

“I-I’m not trying to. But y-you’re making me feel g-guilty and suffocated.” Seungmin looks away from you as he talks, unable to face you as he spews more and more to put you down. 

“I can’t do this anymore.” You utter, scared to even speak it aloud, making the thought real. You love him more than anyone, the past two years had been nearly magical, until the last few months. His face drops as he hears you words.

“W-What do you mean?” He starts, voice softer than before. He takes a step towards you, his eyes suddenly pleading. “Baby, you-you don’t mean that. We can fix it. You know we can.” 

“We’ve already tried, Minnie. I-I don’t trust you anymore. I can’t.” You whisper, tears beginning to pour. “You’re not ready for this kind of commitment, and I can’t keep getting hurt.”

“Please. I love you so much.” He takes another step towards you, grabbing your forearms gently, caressing them as tears escape from his glossy eyes. 

“You have a funny way of showing it, Min. Ignoring my calls? Not even taking a second to send a text? Making me wonder what you’re out doing where you can’t take 2 seconds to acknowledge the girl you apparently love.” You shake your head as his head falls, tears gushing from both of your tired eyes. 

“I-I’m sorry, baby, please give me another chance. When I’m at work, I don’t talk to anyone, it wasn’t personal, it wasn’t about you. I want to do better, I just don’t know how.” He sniffles through his words, looking back up at you with those puppy dog eyes that make your heart melt. 

“I love you, Minnie. So much. But for once, I’ve gotta put myself first. I can’t keep crying myself to sleep. I can’t keep waiting for you to be who I want, no, need, you to be.” You can barely speak, the sadness and dread filling your chest. 

“Please don’t leave me.” He whimpers, sounding like a wounded animal, hardly believing that this is happening. He leans into your shoulder, the smell of him filling your body, his touch secure, making it so much harder.

“I n-need some time, Min. We both do. I’m g’nna stay with a friend for a few weeks. If you want to talk after that, let me know.” It hurts to say, your heart breaking inside of you, but this is what needs to happen, even though your heart says otherwise. He wraps his arms around you tightly, and you lean into him, realizing the irony. This is the closest you’ve held each other for months.

“What if you never need me again? Like I need you..” He says softly, gasping slightly through his tears, and your heart breaks even more. You stay there for what feels like forever, holding each other as the tears continue to fall..

oh, don’t mind us

just eating kpot with our ults

synopsis: riding anton until he’s whining and overstimulated

note: my jaw hit the floor when i found this bc it sounds just like him 😮‍💨

| pairing: fwb!jeongin x reader

| genre: smut

| CW: fwb relationship, dirty talk, masturbation, dom!jeongin, y/n & innie are down bad/desperate, no foreplay, multiple positions, multiple orgasms, pet names (baby, princess, sweetheart, slut), squirting, rough sex, fingering, hand job, innie cums on reader’s back

| word count: 1.2k

| synopsis: skz x harry styles songs series (pt. 1)

your fwb relationship with innie has lasted for months, but you’ve never been apart for this long. you’re both needy & desperate, and not wasting any time

| note: AHH i’m so excited for this series. um enjoy the smut & happiness in this one…..it won’t last long :-))))

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“Well, hi there sweetheart.” He finally answers after the second phone call. You’re needy, desperate to satiate the heat between your legs. This isn’t anything new, Innie is used to your frantic phone calls full of desire, and vice versa. “Did somebody miss me?”

“Y-Yes.” You utter breathlessly, hoping he can’t tell what you’re doing on your side of the line. He’d been gone for two weeks, and you’ve been losing your mind. He chuckles deeply, and your fingers move faster underneath your tiny sleep shorts, making your breath hitch and the line goes silent.

“Baby, are you…touching yourself?” He questions, a sly smile covering his face. He could read you like a book, even over the phone, but it’s not exactly like you’re trying to hide it either.

“How fast can you get here, Innie? -Fuck- I-I need to cum so bad, baby.” You whimper, your entire body tingling and tense with desire. Your breathing quickens, needing to get him here as quickly as possible.

“I-I want your cock, Innie. Need you to make me feel good…..W-Wanna make you feel good.” You choke out, not even giving him a moment to respond to the first thing you said.

“Hands off, baby. I’m almost there.” He instructed. You hear his car door open and close, his feet shuffling quickly. “If my princess is going to cum, it’ll be my doing, not your own.”

“I need it so bad, I-I can’t stop.” You whine, slowing your fingers on your throbbing clit, but not stopping, the feeling nearly addictive.

“Hands. Off. Or you won’t get to cum all night.” His voice is demanding now, low and rough. “Now, open the door.” He says through gritted teeth, annoyed that it’s locked in the first place. You hop up quickly, running to the door and swinging it open.

“Innie-“ You start, but your breath is taken away as he picks you up by the hips, slinging you over his shoulder and you yelp. He walks into your bedroom, carrying you as if you’re nothing. You giggle as he tosses you down on the bed. He crawls on top of you, frantically pulling your shirt over your head, throwing it across the room.

“You want to act like a slut on the phone, then I’ll fuck you like one.” He growls, his hungry lips connecting with yours, tongue diving into your mouth, dominating yours instantly.

Both of your clothes are off quicker than you can process, the tension thick, movements hurried. Innie doesn’t waste any time, his fingers caress your soaking cunt, knowing you’re already wet enough for him. He slides his cock through your folds, his red tip bumping against your sensitive clit. You cry out as he does it repeatedly, already so close to the edge from your own fingers earlier.

“Please, Innie.” You moan, your entire body trembling with need and excitement. He grins wide as he pushes into you, and to your surprise, your orgasm hits as soon as he enters your aching hole. Your body convulses as you wail, Jeongin biting his lip in shock and the thrill of seeing you fall apart over so little of him.

“Look at you, princess. Already crumbling just from the tip of my cock. She’s sucking me in sooo good.” He says as he bottoms out, giving you just a moment to come down from your high before he starts moving.

“Ngh! I-Innie, wait-“ You whine as he fucks into you slow and hard, his thrusts moving your entire body with him. You grasp at his back, nails digging in as you become overwhelmed with pleasure, his cock curving perfectly inside of you, like always.

“You can take it, baby. My greedy little slut always wants more.” He dips his head down into your neck, sucking and biting at your skin. He pummels into you hard as he moves faster, your back arching off the mattress into the air, his hands gripping your hips roughly to keep you into place.

You can’t control the noise escaping you, the pornographic sounds filling your dark bedroom. Your and Jeongin’s complicated relationship started months ago, and you’ve had many nights full of sex, but he’d never fucked you like this. Clearly he’d missed you too.

His movements come to a sudden stop, and you whine loudly, but you soon see his motive. He uses his strong grip on your hips to flip you over, pushing your head down into the mattress as he enters you once again. His hand stays on the back of your head as he fucks you senseless. Tears well up in your eyes from the extreme pleasure, unsure if your body can take it.

“Awh, pretty thing, you crying?” He taunts, growling as he grows closer to climax, trying to hold back. You whimper in reply, his thrusts and grip growing so rough that you’re sure you’ll have hand prints and bruises on you tomorrow.

“G’nna paint you with my cum, princess.” He groans, using the hand that was priorly shoving your head into the mattress to move your hair to the side. His hands then grip your shoulders, using them as leverage as he fucks you, and the new angle makes your orgasm crash into you hard. For the first time, you go silent, unable to form a single thought or sound. It’s the hardest you’ve ever came in your life, liquid shooting out of your throbbing cunt. The feeling of your cunt convulsing around him, as well as the slickness of your cum sets him off. He pulls out of you, stripes of his hot seed coating your back. As the moaning stops, heavy breathing fills the room.

“F-Fuck, Innie.” You giggle as he hops off the bed, still trying to gain control of your breath. He comes back with a towel, cleaning your body gently, his touch so drastically different than before. When he’s done, you turn onto your back, and he climbs back onto you again.

“I’m not done with you yet, baby.” He admits, dipping his fingers through your folds. Your body convulses from his touch, and you snake your hands up into his hair. His fingers circle your clit, and you whine, the overstimulation staggering. His long, middle digit penetrates your hole, curling inside of you.

You reach between your bodies, taking his cock into your hand, already nearly hard again. You bring your hand back up to your mouth, gathering your saliva and wrapping around him again, slowly pumping his red length. He groans, sliding another finger inside of you, moving them in a ‘come here’ motion, easily finding your sweet spot. You move your hand faster on his cock, twirling your fingers around the sensitive tip.

“You drive me crazy.” He whispers into your ear, connecting your lips once again, tongues exploring each others’ mouths. The faster his fingers move, the faster you move your hand. Quiet moans spilling from each of you.

“But you’re into it.” You grin, pulling down on his head with your free hand to kiss him again, breathing in each other completely. You and Jeongin spend the rest of the night worshiping each other, and the way you feel when you’re together.

don’t mind me….

just mourning red hair harua

SOMEBODY SEDATE ME

| pairing: bf! bang chan x reader

| genre: smut, drabble

| CW: face sitting/riding, pet names (princess, sweetheart, baby), oral sex (f!receiving), dirty talk

| synopsis: just a drabble about riding your bf’s nose into the sunset

| note: i’ve been writing a lot of chan lately…..👀

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“F-Fuck, Channie.” You whine, hands gripping the headboard in front of you. His arms are wrapped around your legs, anchoring you in place on top of him.

At first he does the work, his tongue exploring every inch of your dripping cunt. You were unsure of this at first, worried you’d suffocate him, but my god that nose….

You had to know.

At first, your hands tug at his hair beneath you, but as he picks up the pace you can hardly stay put, thighs trembling, unable to control your body.

His tongue trails down to your pulsing hole and you gasp as his head tips forward, his nose bumping into your clit deliciously.

“Ngh! Channie.” You moan incoherently, beginning to rock your hips against his face, more specifically his nose, to give your throbbing clit more attention.

He uses his grip on your thighs to push you back for just a moment, tugging you back forward to make you rock against his face harder.

You take control, using your leverage against the headboard to grind on him rougher. Your moans pour uncontrollably, and you can feel him smirk against your cunt.

“That’s it, baby. Ride my fucking nose.” He growls, muffled against your wetness. His groaning vibrates your pussy, sending jolts of bliss through your body.

You move faster, your heavy breathing and tiny gasps fueling your boyfriend’s need to see you fall apart. His tongue fucks into your tight hole faster and faster as your clit continues to make contact with his nose, the bundle of nerves becoming more sensitive with every movement.

“I-I m’gonna-oh god.” You whimper, the knot in your stomach so close to making you crumble. Chan speeds up his tongue, plunging it as far into you as he can. His strong arms wrap around you tighter, holding you in place, forcing you to take everything he gives you.

“Cum for me, princess.” He demands as you continue rocking into his nose, and finally the coil snaps. You nearly go silent as your orgasm washes over you, your brain buffering from pleasure.

You whimper as his tongue continues, lapping up every drop of your arousal, and overstimulating you to the core.

“Ch-Channie, too much.” You whine, although you continue to rock slowly against him. As the aftershocks die down, his tongue slacks off, drinking up the last bit of your orgasm.

With his arms still wrapped around your legs, he pushes you back and flips you over in one sudden movement. Your back hits the mattress and takes your breath away. His lips connect with yours and you hum against him, tasting yourself on his tongue as it plunges into your mouth.

“Don’t think I’m done with you yet, sweetheart.”

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i apologize in advance for the pain i will cause :))))

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it was so good last night the whole song was so amazing

But I think the part that has stayed in my mind since I heard it binsung rap at the end of the song it was so good

But of course Minho had a small little solo dance moment and of course the was amazing because I have to obviously support my husband

And my husband’s husband

And after hearing this started thinking about the album and I seen people saying at stray kids last performance there was a red cube that matched the red cube that is always in ateez’s stuff

So now people on TikTok have gotten my hopes up about there being a skz ateez collab which would actually kill me

Also about the skz album made me think about due songs and I wanted to know if they were to make another set of four due songs who would you want to pair up

I thought a lot about this and I think I would have to go with

Hyunjin and Jisung

Chan and Minho

MINCHAN MINCHAN everyone chants

Changbin and Felix

Seungmin and Jeongin

And now we have an hour and 20 minutes until golden hour pt 5

Earlier today I seen the old video of Hongjoong with the fans when a fan was saying she was taller then him and he quickly turned around and blurted out how was the show

DID YOU LISTEN TO RIDE OR DIE

Ok that’s all for now I’m so sorry for this very long rant maybe I should have split it into multiple I’m so sorry

I HAVE HAD RUN IT ON REEEPEATTTT EVERY DAY

idk how i survived that mv honestly it was insane everyone looked so good

YESSS I LISTENED TO RIDE OR DIE I LOVED ITTTT

(i really just missed heeseung & im still salty but i support his choices if this is what he wants)

synopsis: playing with your bf until he’s begging to cum

note: use of the word mommy a few times if anyone doesn’t like that, you’ve been warned 🤣

i need 7-10 business days to recover from this

i’ve been crashing out all day