Echoes of Us

Pairing: Chan x fem!Reader

Word Count: 1777

Summary: You never thought you'd see him again and yet here you are, standing right in front of him after all those years. Your childhood friend has changed and somehow not that much...but do you really want Chan back in your life?

Warnings/Tags: angst, emotional hurt, childhood friends to strangers back to...something??, first kiss

A/N: I can't be blamed for the majority of Chan and Minho fics on this blog anymore. I offered you all EIGHT of the boys and they still got the first and second place😂😂

do not repost, translate, or plagiarize my works in any way here or on other platforms. ©️writingforstraykids 2024 -

You never thought you'd see him again.

Bang Chan. The boy who had been your best friend. The one you grew up with, shared secrets with, dreamed with. The boy who had held you under the stars, promised you forever, and then disappeared into a world you couldn’t reach. Left the damn country, to be precise.

The first time you met Chan, you were six, and he was the loudest kid on the playground. He’d grinned at you with a missing front tooth, dragged you into a game of tag, and from that moment on, you were inseparable.

The last time you saw him before everything fell apart, he had the world in the palm of his hand, and you were nothing more than a shadow in his past.

And now, after years of silence, he stands across the dimly lit café, his fingers wrapped around a steaming cup of coffee. The familiar warmth of his presence coils through your chest, but it doesn’t chase away the cold.

You’ve changed. He has too.

Gone is the carefree boy with messy curls and sleepy eyes. The man in front of you is polished, posture tense as if bracing himself. His hair is straightened now and his eyes look tired. His fame has transformed him into someone untouchable - someone who no longer belongs to late-night drives or whispered promises.

But when his gaze meets yours, for the first time in years, it’s as if nothing has changed. God, his eyes still hold the same warmth, but there’s something else there, something unreadable.

Your stomach clenches. You shouldn’t be here. You should turn around, pretend you never saw him, keep walking -.

“Y/nnie.” His voice stops you. Soft, uncertain, so painfully Chan. As if saying your name is a wound reopening.

Step by Step

Pairing: Minho x 9th member gn!Reader

Word Count: 2181

Summary: Minho's whole purpose is based on his dancing ability. When an injury slows him down he draws back from everyone until Chan sends you his way to get him back.

Warnings/Tags: 9th member fic, angst, fluff, self doubt

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Minho was born to dance.

From the moment he first stepped into a studio, it became his second home, the rhythm of music entwined with the rhythm of his heartbeat. Every movement was precise, every routine a masterpiece, crafted with the kind of dedication that only came from true love for the art. And for as long as you had known him, that fire had burned unshakable.

Until the accident.

It happened in an instant, a moment so brief yet devastatingly permanent. One mistimed landing, one sharp cry of pain, and suddenly, the invincible Lee Minho was reduced to someone broken. The doctors assured him he would recover, but the damage had already been done-not just to his body, but to something far more fragile: his confidence.

Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, and though his body healed, his soul remained fractured. He refused to return to the studio, refused to do so much as talk about dancing, leaving Hyunjin and Felix to figure out your newest moves by themselves. He stayed away from the studio, not really seeing the use in recording new songs when he wouldn't be able to perform them on stage - which drove first Changbin and then Jisung crazy, whilst Chan worried too much for his own good. And what was even worse - he pushed everyone away. Even you. You, his fellow dancer who had always admired him the most.

But you weren’t about to let him go so easily. Not when your maknae had asked you to check on Min, not when Chan had told you, you were their last hope.

𝓇𝑒𝓋𝓊𝑒

Once a bridesmaid, always a bridesmaid. This was your third wedding this year. Meaning, it was soon to be your third unflattering dress. Your third time smiling uncomfortably in pictures. This would probably be your third time getting stuck dancing with the handsy uncle who always smelled like aqua velva and cheap liquor. You conclusively loathe attending weddings, but absolutely loved and adored your friends. So when asked for the third time this year to be a bridesmaid, of course, you agreed. Because, what else are friends for? 

A party bus full of late twenties and early thirty somethings, pre-gaming after pre-gaming, sounded like a setup for a god-awful lifetime movie. One where the bride gives some lucky stranger her goods after the bachelorette party and before the wedding. But you hoped that wouldn’t be the case. Imogen had been planning this wedding for four years now, and it was finally coming to fruition. She was the type to never let anything get in her way, and that included herself.

“I’m going to slide down that man and ride him till he calls me mama!” You chuckled as your friend struggled on the pole pushing her party city veil out of her face. “He won’t see it coming. He has no idea what kind of freak he's about to call his wife.” She’d been abstinent since her last relationship, so naturally, her and her fiance were celibate. That meant neither of them had dusted off the cobwebs in over four years. Couldn’t be you, but if she liked it, you loved it for her.

But you guessed forced celibacy was just as bad as actually vowing to not have sex. You were in a no-man’s-land. Pussy drier than the sonoran desert. Truthfully, if anyone did touch you, you were sure an actual cloud of dust would puff out of your cunt. It was terrible, really. Your last relationship ended with him cheating, after wholly decimating your confidence. Making your answer to ‘But He’s a photographer, he sees pretty, skinny girls all the time. What would stop him from cheating on you?’ totally irrelevant. 

I'm a bit behind on things, but this sounds really good Ki. Can't wait to read!

The words resounded in the back of Jisung's mind as he continued to feel the kicks and punches from his classmates. See, with him, you either liked him or you didn't. Sadly, there didn't seem to be an in-between. There was no indifference and there didn't seem to be many that liked him, either. He had a handful of acquaintances, but only one good, true friend. She was the light of his life, that and music. In times like this, when he was beaten and battered, cast out, and torn down by the world, he knew that if he just held on, she'd be there. 

There to comfort him, there to lift him up, there to hold his hand and tell him that it gets better. That's what he had to hold on to, “it gets better.” The promise of that alone gave him enough hope that he'd get through these tumultuous teenage years and one day look back at this and consider it a learning experience. Just something he could mark off as a growth exercise. At least that's what he hoped. He hoped to turn all the shity life struggles into art. His words, his life, his voice. He refused to be a loser.

Jisung wanted nothing more in life than to play his music for the people who appreciated it. For the most part that meant that he was playing it for a crowd of one, you. But he didn’t mind if the venue wasn’t fancy, or if it was just one person taking in the songs that he performed. Just the look of pure joy on your face from listening to his voice, gave him enough hope that one day he could do this on a larger scale. He just hoped that you would be one of the smiling faces when he looked out at the crowd.

Series Summary: you, a humanoid from a different planet, was born within a lab here on earth in the near future, your days filled with servitude and testing within the labs to learn more about your kind as your kind are not able to feel emotion. you had nothing to look forward to until you met Hyunjin, a technician assigned to you. you learn much at his hands and invaluable lessons, enlightening your once purposeless life.

Pairing: Hyunjin x humanoid!gn!reader

Genre: sci fi au, romance au, strangers to lovers au, angst, fluff, smut

Note: hi hi! this is my second series and decided to feature Hyunjin cause I mean it's Hyunjin lol. The first chapter will be posted soon. If you would like to be on the taglist for the series comment on this post or shoot me a message!

Dive ° Hwang Hyunjin

After spending years at sea, you thought you had seen everything until one day you saw something that wasn't supposed to exist. And so your life was changed completely.

Genre: Pirate AU, Mermaid AU, fluff, smut 18+ ONLY minors DNI

WC: 3k +

Warnings: pirate captain! reader, pirate! itzy, mermaid/merman! Hyunjin, fighting, weapons and guns, kissing, drowning, dry humping, violence, badass women, monster x human, attempted kidnapping, threatening, let me know if I missed anything

A/N: Inspired by the fantastic work of @skzms . Banner by @strangergraphics .

Just read this again and it's so good!

Christmas Lights

Pairing: Idol! Bangchan x Fem! Reader

Summary: It was yours and Christopher's first Christmas together and you just wanted to surprise him with a little early Christmas present.  

WC: 1.1K

AU: Idol!Bangchan 

Genre: Smut, Fluff

Warning(s): Dom! Bangchan, Sub! Reader, nicknames (Channie, Angel, Baby) Bondage, Fingering(Fem! Receiving), Oral (Fem! Receiving), Swearing (like one word) - PLEASURE DOM BANGCHAN *we all cheer in unison*

A/N: Better late than never? Merry Christmas and Happy New Year @pali-writes-atiny-bit !! Surprise, it was me this entire time <3 As always thank you to my beta reader @bunnliix and @cafekitsune for the banners/dividers

Nets: @mirohs-aurora-society

Masterlist

I love it, Ghostie! Thank you so much ❤️

Rock Will Never Die

Pure smut. MINORS DNI.

This took me almost three weeks. The season's greetings has been eating me alive. So. Omegaverse rock band ateez. 6.7k words of it, which is by far my longest smut. Please enjoy <3

Big thanks to @kpop---scenarios, who helped me decide which members were alphas/betas/omegas, and for generally helping on this one!!! I appreciate you sm!!

Summary: Y/n, manager of rock band Ateez, is out of heat suppressants after a show. Luckily, all 8 members of her band are there to help.

Pairing: Ateez x reader

Includes: omegaverse, LOTSSSSS of smut, porn without plot, omega reader, spitroasting, double penetration, knotting, unprotected sex (you did not come here for sex ed but please be safe irl!!!)

Word count: 6.7k

Taglist (Comment on a post/send an ask if you'd like to be added): @weirdowithaphone, @caught-in-the-afterglow, @palindrome969, @skzstan12345, @katsukis1wife,

@hyunjinsjeans, @somethingkindazainy, @silverstarburst

Network:@mirohs-aurora-society

Reblogs, likes, comments all appreciated!!!

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You bit your lip as you pawed through your bag, looking for your suppressants. You could taste blood before you found the little orange bottle. You pushed down on it, opening the lid, and—

Empty. Not a single pill left. 

“Fuck.” You whispered. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

“What’s wrong?”

You turned around. Mingi was standing there, freshly showered in grey sweatpants and a blue T-shirt, a concerned look on his face. 

a genetic disposition (to loving you) :: [BC x Reader]

summary: seeing chan at the genetic clinic when he told you he was too busy to hang out was one thing. noticing he was now significantly taller than he was a couple weeks ago was another.

learning he's been diagnosed with the werewolf disorder is something different entirely.

pairing: bang chan x reader

tropes: childhood friends to lovers, mutual pining, idiots in love, modern werewolf au, no transformations tho, chronically ill reader, reader has EDS (ehlers danlos syndrome), some angst, slight miscommunication trope

smut warning: masturbation (m), handjobs, blink-and-you-miss-it subby chan, voyeurism, pussy eating (x2), no actual ABO dynamics but that's not stopping Chan from calling himself Alpha, dirty talk, lots of begging, standing/wall sex, cumming inside AND cumming outside.

content warning: talks about being in pain, self deprecating talk, anxiety spirals, very brief internalized ableism, panic attack

word count: 21.6k

author's note: if you saw the three different attempts to post this, no you didn't. enjoy! <3

Chan was acting weird.

To be fair, he always acts weird. Weird might actually be his default. But this was a different type of weird– a weird that involved canceling plans last minute and making up flimsy excuses about why. 

Today, he was supposed to accompany you to your doctor's appointment. A simple, low stakes kind of hangout. You looked at your phone with a sigh.

Channie: sorry, can we do a raincheck for our hangout? not to sound like a fuckboy but something came up

Channie: i really am sorry babygirl. i'll make it up to you i promise. please tell me how it goes okay?

Aajdhdshd

This is so fucking good. All my mooties lurking out there read this too!

@daydreams-after-dark I have in fact taken this before lmao. But here are my current results

I kind of feel like mind is being skewed to the current themes I’m enjoying. But switch and rope bunny have always been consistent for me. Usually voyeurism is much higher.

My top 5 are definitely pretty accurate. In case anyone is surprised by that

─ MCTC VOL 2 | MASTERLIST

taglist pt1: @hanjsquokka • @starseungs • @starlostseungmin • @ivaneedssleep • @bbybearcubbs • @keepbiting • @lakoya • @rylea08 • @caitlyn98s • @oddracha • @sweetbokji • @feybin • @qwonyoung23 • @jiaaabbahng • @hope69world • @palindrome969   • @alicedawitchbish • @hyunjinshairband7 • @nattisbored • @ermahgerd-larry-and-ziam • @kayleefriedchicken • @extrhotjne • @kirakombat • @kmgfeels • @freyjhasdesiredreality

@daydreams-after-dark I have in fact taken this before lmao. But here are my current results

Language Barrier

Pairing: Lee Minho x Reader

Word Count: 7K

Tags: fluff, first meeting, first kiss, strangers to lovers

Summary: When the power goes out while you’re in an ATM vestibule, you come to realize you’re stuck inside until the police come to open the door. But there’s one problem, you don’t speak a lick of Korean, and the man inside doesn’t seem to speak an ounce of English.

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A/N: Please note that sentences that are Italicized are meant to be in Korean and sentences that are regular text are in English.

‘How are you?’ - English

‘I’m fine thank you, and you?’ - Korean

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Luck was not on your side today.

It’s not like you’re an unlucky person as a whole, no, that’s not it. Today was just one of those days that when you say ‘How could this get any worse?’, the universe takes it as a challenge.

Perhaps you should’ve just kept your mouth shut after you spilled coffee on your blouse this morning. But, you’ve always been such a ‘glass-half-full’ sort of person that you tried to take every inconvenience in stride. Everyone has their limit, though.

Before you came here on a business trip, you had heard about the Korean Monsoon season.

Everyone and their mother told you about how much it would pour, how it would feel like the skies suddenly opened up. But, you didn’t take anyone’s warning seriously. You would wave them off with a scoff.

“It’s just rain,” you thought. “How bad could it be?”

Agh Sunny! For all the rain in this fic, this was very sunny feeling.

So soft and fluffy

@palindrome969 we need to have more discussions like these!

@daydreams-after-dark oh man I forgot about this one. Definitely need to do more of these.