Dolly VI

~ part 6 of the Dolly series

pairing: changbin x afab!reader

genre: smut, fluff, sci-fi

synopsis: Being the CEO of a big company meant you were always buried with work, staying late at the office, never having time to yourself. Your employees have a habit of giving you funny gifts to make you get out and live your life a little, as they say. Even though you expect crazy gifts from them, you never expected to get something that would change your life forever.

wc: 8.0k

warnings: unprotected sex, creampies, oral (m)

~ divider by @bunnysrph

Another sigh passed your lips as you rubbed your temples, the screen in front of you blurring for a moment and making you close your eyes tightly. You leaned back in your chair to stretch, you've been sitting in the same position for hours.

"Wow." you muttered, realizing your legs were actually numb. It was time to get up, at least for a moment, you thought and stood up. You made your way to the big glass windows behind your chair and stared at the view of the city.

Here, on the top of it all stands your dream. You've worked hard to get to where you are, dedicating your entire life only to your career. You knew nothing else but work, yet sometimes it felt as if everything was about to crumble underneath your feet.

A knock on your door snapped you out of your thoughts.

hey. i'm outside. hey look if u could just. hey. Let me in. it's really cold out here and i see you've got a bowl of baby spinach there. I love baby spinach. Please let me in

STRAY KIDS ━ Bang Chan

『 ↳✧･ﾟ SUMMARY: Reader comforting Channie after that one kid's room episode.

『 ↳✧･ﾟ WORD COUNT: 1.7k

『 ↳✧･ﾟ CW: Reverse comfort, mentions of low self esteem. Bang Chan referred to as Channie, and every pretty nickname you can think of.

『 ↳✧･ﾟ A/N: I love Chan. Nothing more, nothing less. PS: Happy New Year, everyone.

(pictures are not mine. Credits to their respective owners!)

“Hey, baby.” You climb quietly in bed, where Chan had been by himself. You’re sure he's overthinking the interview. Chan's one kid's room was uploaded today.

"Hi, baby." He replies as he was lost in thought. His back is facing you.

“I saw it.” You say gently as you wrap your arms around him from behind. Him being the little spoon, for a change.

spring snuck into my heart

I’ll just zip it 🤐💘

cybernetic system

pairing: winter soldier!seo changbin x afab!reader

warnings: basically post catws recovery bucky but make it changbin, memory loss, trauma, ptsd, breaking and entering, vomiting, descriptions of past torture (electroshock therapy, brainwashing, human experimentation), mentions of suicide and death, murder, identity issues/crises, self doubt, crying, established relationship, slow burn, kissing, masturbation (m & f), nonconsensual voyeurism for like .2 seconds, nipple play, metal arm kink, scar kissing, unprotected sex

w/c: 16k

a/n: happy birthday changbin!!! i’m proud to have written birthday fics for the birthday boy 2 years in a row now! this one is inspired of course by his first verse in runners, i took one listen and knew what i had to do lol. this doesn’t follow the exact plot of captain america, it’s my own little twist, so i hope that’s okay! everyone, but most especially my fellow seolars and bucky lovers, i hope you enjoy!! 🖤

he doesn’t recognize the man on the wall. 

the man in the pictures. changbin seo, The Captain had told him on the carrier before it went down. 

changbin, you’ve known me your whole life. 

your name is changbin seo. 

i’m not gonna fight you, you’re my friend. 

then finish it. ‘cause i’m with you ‘til the end of the line. 

the more you know

I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF

This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.

Then bring me luck

the day after I posted this last time I was notified that I was selected for a really cool mentorship gig and got an unrelated glowing review at work

I reposted this and all my practicals went decently. This potato works fr OMGGGGGG

Reblogging because exams aa gaye

potato of luck.. GIVE ME FUCKING LUCK PLEASE😭🤞🏻

potato of luck PLEASEEE gimme some luck 🤞🤞🤞🤞

aint playing with my luck, i gotta pass this fucking final

Reblogging for SKZ concert tickets

Hope I will get a second job soon, or win the lottery which ever comes first 🥲

I'm posting this to make as many people aware of this as I can.

I know you're all going to scroll by because it's not a fic like you're here for, but please. Stop for two seconds and watch this video.

Please realize that this is not something to brush off. This is happening to him, to so many kpop idols.

This behavior on our end needs to stop. Nobody cares what you write about, create, image, we really don't.

But please, realize what you're doing to these people. Would you like it if you try to do ONE thing, no matter what it is, and have people actively sexualizing you to your face?

This is not a subject to joke about or take lightly. If people continue to make idols uncomfortable, they will stop doing things like lives and other things like that. We've even had people quit all together because of this.

Please, fix this before it's too late.

This has gone too far.

I'm tagging as many people as I can, because I don't have the followers to spread this.

@valkyriexo @seungminindabuilding @beautyandmentalbreakdown @calypsohan @kpop---scenarios @astraystayyh @kisskissbanggang @intrikatie

half-admitted.

This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years. 

If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life. 

I reblogged her late last year and my 2024 has been very satisfying work-wise and (secure enough to not stress out) money-wise so far. Money Snake is wise and good.

𝐌𝐫 𝐂𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐠

“Finally,” Chan grumbled as soon as Y/N slid in-between the sheets of their bed. “Took your time.”

Y/N's laughter was muffled by the pillow as her head dropped against it. “I was washing up.”

“Well, don't,” Chan said.

“Do you want me to be all dirty?” Y/N grinned.

“Yeah.”

She started to laugh again when the bedsheets rustled loudly; Chan wriggled forward and after curling his bare arms around his wife's waist, he pulled her towards his body.

The heat from his skin was immense. It seeped in immediately through Y/N's thin top, and she shivered as comfort gradually sunk into her flesh and down to the core of her bones.

“Don't waste your time washing up,” Chan's lips brushed against the base of Y/N's neck as he murmured his silly words to her. “You could be here cuddling me instead.”

At that, Y/N started to giggle again. She leaned back into her husband, and her lips softened into an affectionate smile of her own when she felt Chan's mouth curving up against her skin.

“Hmm … I'll think about it,” Y/N grinned widely, patting his hands gently.

“What do you mean, you'll think about it? There's nothing to think about,” Chan chuckled, his breath hot on her neck. It made goosebumps prickle against the lengths of her arms, and she sank further into his all-too welcoming embrace.

“Fine, I won't think about it,” Y/N hummed under her breath. “Whatever you want, Mr Clingy Bang.”

Chan laughed quietly. His hands were locked over Y/N's stomach, and his lips rested at the top of her head as he started to move his fingers slowly over his wife's body … they lightly trailed up her stomach, and then down again, and before Y/N knew it, his hands had made their way beneath the hem of her t-shirt.

She sighed at his predictable actions, though she was unable to keep the blush from creeping up on her cheeks.

“Christopher … “ Y/N shook her head as Chan's warm fingers caressed their way up her torso. “Honestly. What's the point of me wearing clothes if you're gonna do this?”

Chan snorted with laughter against her neck. “Well, I wasn't the one who told you to wear clothes.”

“No, if you had your way I'd never wear clothes again,” Y/N grumbled despite the contagious smile that kissed her lips. She jumped against him when the heat from his fingers travelled to the curves of her chest. “Oh my God. Chris … you're … “

Chan smirked at that. “I'm what, hmm?”

“Nothing,” Y/N gritted out through her teeth as she bit her lip.

“For the record,” Chan whispered as his hands smoothed over her stomach in loving strokes. “That's not completely true. I'd still let you wear clothes infront of people. In fact, you'd have to wear clothes in front of people … only I get to see you without them. Because … you're mine.”

Y/N grinned at that. Briefly closing her hands over his, Y/N suddenly shifted position; she turned around in the circle of her husband's arms until she was facing him, the man's doting face just as flushed as hers was as he looked down at her.

It made her giggle. His smooth talk was considerably less intimidating when she could actually see his face and witness the shyness that bloomed across his cheeks.

“Fine by me,” Y/N whispered. She had looped her arms around Chan's shoulders, and her fingers toyed with the soft curls at the nape of his neck as she tilted her head up to connect her lips with his.

Chan instantly smiled as he kissed his wife back. His hands on the small of her back, Chan pulled her closer and cushioned his lips within her own, the quietest sounds of delight escaping him the more she kissed him. His cheeks and nose were overly heated when she pulled away a little, his eyes sparkling like the stars in the shadows of their bed.

“You're driving me crazy … “ Y/N mumbled against the pillowy softness of Chan's lips. She rested her hands on his chest, relishing in the fire that weaved its way through the fibres of her skin upon contact.

Chan swallowed thickly, the sharp curve of his throat bobbing up and down with the movement. He leaned closer to her, his nose nuzzling against her cheek as his lips came to rest at the corner of Y/N's mouth, the man trying to be as close to her as possible.

“Not as crazy as you're making me,” Chan breathed. His words wavered as Y/N's hand slowly smoothed down his muscles. The beat of his heart drummed steadily against her fingers, the feeling as dizzying as it was soothing. “Baby … “

“Hmm?” Y/N smiled as she trailed her hands over his bare body; she traced her fingertips down the grooves of his stomach, and Chan hummed against her shoulder, his arms squeezing her torso before pressing himself further against her.

“If you don't take your top off in the next two seconds I'm going to do it for you,” Chan huffed a moment later. “Take. It. Off.”

“What if I don't want to?” Y/N snorted with hushed laughter. “Can't I wear my cute pj's in peace around you?”

“No,” Chan grinned, and he tugged at the hem of her top. “Pj's are for lounging around and watching movies in. Not for sleeping next to your husband in.”

“Oh yeah? Who says?” Y/N teased him.

She giggled when Chan suddenly threw one of his legs over her hips; she was rolled onto her back, Chan's fingers gentle yet firm as he rolled her top up and over his wife's head.

“Me. I say so,” Chan said as he tossed the garment over the bed. He then flopped down onto his wife, his arms wrapping around her stomach again as his head dropped against the hollow just beneath her chin. “It's been more than two seconds. I warned you.”

Y/N's body shook beneath him as she silently laughed at the man's antics. She slipped her hands through his hair, smiling at how his curls were finally breathing after his earlier shower. She tugged at them playfully, gently caressing her fingers over his temples and forehead.

“You're insane, Christopher Bang,” Y/N whispered.

Chan's smiled against her chest as his eyes fell shut. The combination of his head against Y/N's heartbeat was already acting like a sleeping pill to his body, and the man's words started to merge together as drowsiness took a hold of him. “I can't help it. The feeling of your skin against mine … it's the most comforting feeling in the world. Just … makes me feel … safe … ”

Y/N peered down at him; Chan's face had softened, his lashes dark against the fairness of his skin. He looked as though he was already half asleep, and the woman felt her heart melt at the sight of him.

He really was the cutest, most infuriatingly handsome man she had ever seen.

“Fine, you win this time,” Y/N murmured as she swept his hair away from his face. She grinned. “Only you can manage to be this adorable after ripping my clothes off of me.”

Her comment made the man burst into laughter all over again. He lifted his head and wriggled closer to her so his face was hovering above hers.

“Give me a kiss,” Chan murmured.

Y/N's lips twitched. “You give me one.”

“I asked first.”

Cheeks hurting from smiling, Y/N curled her hand around her husband's bulging bicep and pulled him down onto her; she kissed him softly, all the while wrapping her limbs around him as best as she could. Their bodies were so tangled together that they resembled that of a tight knot; they fit perfectly together, their shared warmth mingling as they rested their foreheads against one another, the level of tenderness between them sending them both off to a peaceful sleep.

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kisses with jisung

kisses to his forehead, in the spot right between his eyebrows. he looks up at you with crossed eyes, trying to pinpoint the place where your lips touched his skin with his gaze. it’s an impossible task but you’re sure that if anyone could accomplish it, it was him. 

kisses to the top of his head, right where his hair fluffs up out of his part, bouncing with every turn of his head. his hair is feather soft under your lips, the soft notes of his shampoo filtering right into the soft spots of your brain and settling in, making a home there.

kisses to his wrist when you’re playing with his hands, whether it be while you’re sitting next to him on a train ride home or he’s laying with his head in your lap as you spend your silence together. you marvel at the twisting veins hiding under his skin, and you can feel his pulse skip when you bring his wrist to your lips gently.

kisses to his lower belly when you're waking him up, complimenting them with fingers digging into his sides until he's a giggly mess underneath you. his smile is distinctly heart-shaped as he shrieks your name, but you know that he likes it when he doesn't twist away from your touch.

kisses to the back of his neck when you’re hugging him from behind, your arms secured around his waist and his entire body pressed up against yours. the warmth of his scent fills your lungs as you lean in to gently kiss the place where his hair tapers off and he melts further back into you. 

kisses to his lips, after he’s had a sip of coffee, his lips still formed into a pout since he had just sipped from his straw. the taste transfers over, sweet bitterness mingling with his taste, and the delicate curve of his bottom lip slots against yours perfectly in the home he had made for himself there.

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nsfw version

chan / minho / changbin / hyunjin / felix / seungmin / jeongin

pieces of you

single dad!chan. x fem!reader

winter falls masterlist.

i. 

“I can’t believe you’re making me do this.”

“Shh, daddy smile.”

Soft murmurs linger just beyond your door, elusive words that could easily be dismissed as figments of your imagination. However, any doubt in your mind dissipates with three resounding knocks, jolting you from your momentary contemplation. 

sobbing my eyes out this is so sweet

Photobooth

Your first date with seungmin, except he pretends he's confident when he's just as nervous as you.

You quickly go down the stairs, trying your best to steady your racing heartbeat, but it only quickens as your gaze lands on Seungmin. He's wearing a black blouse, his hair slightly tousled as if he ran his fingers through it multiple times. His face lights up once his eyes set on you.

"Hey," he smiles as he walks up to you, a single red rose in his right hand.

"Hi," you smile back, a rush of butterflies erupting in your stomach, fluttering their wings all across your body.

「𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕'𝚜 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚗」 · masterlist

SUMMARY ➥ His exquisite culinary skills as the base, his wholesomeness as the main ingredient, and his magnetism as the zest—it's the perfect recipe to have a full house at his restaurant every damn day, but the packaging so doesn't impress you. You know what an absolute ass this charming young chef is back in the kitchen. Much to your dismay, after a particularly stressful night of service, you start having intense and elaborate wet dreams about him that make you question a lot of things.

And judging by how knowingly he smiles at you the morning after, it seems like he knows.

「COMING IN FALL」

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※ Bang Chan x afab reader — Deviant Chef/Dream Controller AU, enemies to lovers, angst, slowburn, smut.

※ Reader discretion advised — Adult themes, supernatural elements (dream control), self-love and anger management issues, sex as a coping mechanism, trust and intimacy building, less-than-ideal work environment, sexual tension, sexual deviance, graphic fantasizing, overarching mutual corruption kink, depictions of certain kinks and fetishes which may be disturbing to some (everything is consensual—see respective chapters), strong language, explicit sexual content.

※ This work of fiction is intended for 18+ audiences only.

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