@channieandhisgoonsquad @moonlightndaydreams thoughts? i say this is shibari— its literally a rope harness

lee felix yongbok literally out here airing that the red lights duo is now a trio— 💀💀💀 im so sorry

༶•┈♛ 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐑 ♛┈•༶

𝐀𝐩𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐩𝐬𝐞・l.f.

—you can't fall in love with him, he can't fall in love with you—that would be an apocalypse.

a/n・I struggled so much trying to write this fic. I certainly couldn't have done it without the lovely @jeonginsleftcheek who was my biggest supporter from the very beginning and all the way through when I had a mental breakdown, an existential crisis, a small writing hiatus, changed the plot, then changed it back, then changed it again, and changed it again but she helped me through it all. I truly cannot thank you enough for all your help. I hope I did it justice.

“𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲.”

—Sade Andria Zabala.

The dream always begins the same.

You're switching between attendees, twirling into suited men's arms, only to be handed off to elegantly dressed women, the length of their sparkly gowns catching on glassy heels. The opulent ballroom, with its vaulted fresco ceilings and marbled floors, sparkles beneath the light of diamond chandeliers dangling above your tilted head.

Without fail, you trip into a large man's chest, his gloved hand clasping your waist right before you fall. You only see half of his dazzling smile before the world transforms, a thousand stars bursting in your vision as he dips you down, holding you closely, carefully as though your skin was made of precious jewels. It is through the gentleness of a faceless man's fingers do you realize that you haven't once, throughout the entire night, cracked a grin.

Cue the indicative signs: an explosive warmth blossoming in your chest, a blinding smile stretching across your lips, and suddenly, with debilitating intensity, a feeling like you are for once truly free.

You never get a chance to fully discern your feelings, not before the floor trembles, the dancers dissolving into darkness. The shadows circle around your ankles, gnarled faces clawing their way up your calves—terror coils underneath your ribs, pulling you apart from the inside out.

Hopelessly, desperately, you search for the man's solace, fingers tugging at the sleeves around his shoulders, and somehow, in the chaos of your actions, you find yourself settling the pad of your thumb just under his jawline. He doesn't pull away, God, you wish he did—the shadows don't give you enough time to process the consequences of your actions before they go for his throat instead.

They snare him by the jugular, wrenching him out of your grasp, slamming his back into the wall hard enough to make him crumple. The darkness blankets his limp figure, falling over his shattered spine.

Anguish tears through your chest, ripping out of your throat in the form of a guttural scream. You try to chase him—you always do, you never learn—you don't get two steps forward before the cherub fresco drips off the ceiling reverting back to its original form.

Blood.

Angels weep crimson tears; deep red rivulets that crystalize into claws over fractured ceilings. You should have known your freedom was ill-fated from the beginning—thick, heavy blood slithers down your throat, coating the pads of your fingertips with the manifestation of a curse.

You never feel it. The sickening crack of your heart tearing from your ribs; steaked straight through a frescos crimson claw. They assure the next time you look at the man will be your last.

So you remain, paralyzed in clouds of umbra, until you gather enough strength to lift your neck. Until your eyes find his crumpled body, overturned and limp.

Who is he? You're left to wonder. Why can I never see his face?

You never find the rest of the man's face, it is far too covered in your blood.

a/n pt2: sooo i know that i have teased the hell out of this fic...and i swear i am still working on it. ngl idk if this even counts as a teaser, this is just the very first scene in the actual book of a fanfic but yeah! hope yall like it and comment if you wanna be tagged!

𝚂𝙻𝙾𝚃𝙷 𝚋𝚢 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚘 · 「𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚢」

➥ Felix x Reader (f) (feat. Bang Chan, Hyunjin) — 5.7k (~24 min. read)

➥ From the universe of Back Door Host Club

⚠ — (Non-exhaustive, full cw policy here): MMMF, exhibitionism, fetishism, intense triple penetration, objectifying language, explicit sexual content

SYNOPSIS Turns out it's true; your former fuckbuddy has picked up orgasm dealership full-time and works as a host now. When you pay him a surprise visit, you both realize some things have not changed at all — he still has that hypnotizing diabolical charm, and you still don't know what waiting means.

And he is going to teach you the virtue of patience with some assistance from his boys.

if there’s one thing i love about stray kids it’s that no matter what, they’re gonna be in a cuddle puddle.

𝓔𝓧𝓗𝓐𝓤𝓢𝓣𝓘𝓞𝓝 III

part 2

"Is that pussy desperate for cock? Any? Or just mine?" He runs his hand through your wetness, smirking "God, look at this mess..." Bangchan notices your legs threatening to close and presses his forearm against them, keeping them spread wide open. "Oh no you don't. I'm not done looking at this soppy cunt yet." He taps your clit teasingly, watching your hips buck. At the harsh tap your hands fly to his wrists in shock,You wrap your hands around his wrists reflexively as he smacks your clit again, testing if that action makes you sensitive. He watches your body closely. Your stomach contracts, back arches slightly, and your mouth falls open. "You're being mean.." you sniffle, eyes glossy. Bangchan pauses the taps, leaning closer to your face. "Mean?" He runs his thumb over your lower lip. "Look at these glossy eyes. Your pussy is throbbing for attention, leaking through your clothes, and you want me to be nice?" He smirks, pushing his middle and index into your mouth. "Suck." He commands, watching as you hesitantly wrap your lips around his digits. He starts moving his fingers in and out of your mouth, mimicking the motion of a cock using your hair for leverage. "That's it," He shoves his fingers deeper and your eyes water, throat contracting as you swallow a cough to not disappoint him.His smirk widens. "God, you're too much." He mutters, shoving his thumb deeper. He watches your neck work as you swallow the cough back. His free hand goes back to tapping your pussy softly,he taps your clit again and again, watching your face flush deeper with each touch. "Seeing you struggle not to disappoint me." His smirk grows wicked. "Knowing you'd rather choke on my fingers than let me down. That's fucking hot." "Wanna make you happy.." your hand trails down to grab his cock through his basketball shorts,As soon as you touch his cock, he lets out a pleased hum, "Good girl. Always trying to make me happy." He grabs your wrist, guiding your hand to rub his hardness through the fabric.Bangchan leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers in a low, husky voice laced with amusement. "Did I say you could grab my cock like that?" He squeezes your wrist lightly, a playful warning.His grip on your wrist tightens, holding your hand in place. "That's what I thought." He leans back, looking down at you with a stern expression. "Now, let go of my dick before I make you apologize properly." He says firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. With a pout i pull my hand back, Bangchan's hands slowly make their way up your back, his fingers deftly unhooking your bra with ease. He pulls the fabric away, revealing your bare chest to his hungry gaze. He sucks your nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the peak. He groans softly, his hand kneading and squeezing your other breast possessively. His fingers tug at your nipple, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core. He switches breasts, giving the other side equal attention.He sucks your nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the peak. He groans softly, his hand kneading and squeezing your other breast possessively. His fingers tug at your nipple, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core. He switches breasts, giving the other side equal attention. "Oh ny god-" your eyes shut, back arching trying to grind onto the couch. Noticing your desperate grind against the couch, he smirks against your skin. "Gentle baby, don't rush me." One hand leaves your breast, trailing down your stomach. He presses his palm firmly against your center, applying pressure through your panties.His palm rubs slow circles against your core. He can feel your heat through the thin lace watching your body wiggle and grind against his hand like a cat in heat."Close.." you whimper as his hand keeps working on me through my panties, unfortunately he yanks his hand back and I whine.

Part IV

pottery class log (paboracha x 9thmember!oc) | drabble

paboracha making pottery content and i said HOLD MY LAST BRAIN CELL I’M TYPING

[vlog starts] they enter the cozy pottery studio with good intentions. meena looks around with excitement. han is already poking a clay ball. hyunjin is fixing his apron like he's in a fashion show. lee know is glaring into the distance. lee know : “who signed us up for this?” hyunjin: “you just don’t understand creative vision.” han: “i’m going full ghost with this shit.” meena : "...what does that even mean?" jisung immediately sits behind an empty wheel and starts dramatically reenacting the “ghost” movie pottery scene with an invisible partner. staff, deadpan : "jisung, no." han : "...jisung, yes" [ten minutes later – class begins] the instructor explains the basics of shaping clay on the wheel. everyone’s nodding like they understand. they absolutely do not. [han's cut] jisung immediately scoots behind meena and grabs her hands. cue dramatic music. han : “don't move, let me guide you. just… let it happen.” meena: “NO-” hyunjin: “THIS IS A FAMILY VIDEO-” staff (off-camera): “JISUNG” han: “i’m bringing cinematic value!!” [hyunjin's cut] hyunjin gracefully shapes his clay into a near-perfect bowl. hyunjin : “oh wow,” he says, fake shy. “is this okay? i mean… it’s not great. but like… i guess it’s fine? hehe” (...it's literally gorgeous.) the instructor smiles. “wow you’re quite talented--” meena from the side: “YOU SEE THIS?? THIS IS TEACHER'S PET ENERGY!!” hyunjin, ignores her. “the key is to be patient” han: “i hope it clogs.” [lee know's cut] lee know: dead silent, focused. his clay? wobbling like it owes him money. the wheel spins faster. the clay flops sideways. exhales agressively. then slams a hunk of clay on the wheel with quiet rage. lee know : “why is this wet dirt fighting me?!” instructor, sweating : “...it’s clay” lee know : "it’s disrespectful" [meena's cut] meena’s “mug" is looking… abstract. she tilts her head. meena : “this could hold coffee. or pens. maybe tears.” han leans over and gives it a little poke. it collapses. meena, gasps : “YOU MURDERED HER!” han : “I FREED HER FROM PAIN!” [final results time] everyone displays their work. hyunjin - flawless decorative vase. “i didn’t mean to make it this beautiful.” han - misshapen blob with googly eyes “i call it... the crying bean.” (it looks like it has tax fraud.) meena - cute resurrected mug with “JISUNG DO NOT TOUCH” carved into it “it’s got function and rage.” lee know: what might be a haunted pancake “shut up.” --- staff: “…you were supposed to make matching cups.” all four: “oh.” pabo racha, everyone. --- [ending vlog] meena: “what did we learn today?” han: “clay is sexy.” hyunjin: “art is humility. which i have.” lee know: “that i hate you all.” meena: “10/10. let’s never do this again.”

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texting bsf!skz 'im bored'

HYUNG LINE • 형 라인

MAKNAE LINE • 막내 라인

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this text fic was referenced in hyunjin & i.n's -> most, if not all, the bsf!skz text fics exist in the same universe btw (same for fwb!skz). however, they aren't reliant on each other so you can read as many as you want in whichever order you want <3!

Changbin’s made me laugh so hard🤣🤣🤣

Technical Difficulties

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Summary: Breaking your laptop is annoying enough—but it gets a little more fun when the guy fixing it for free turns out to be ridiculously hot.

Warnings: Backshots by Felix, No panties for Felix, Orgasm with Felix

Pairing: NonIdol!Felix x Fem!Reader

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this fits so perfectly

Synopsis:

You whisper something not-so-innocent in their ear, expecting them to get flustered—but some of them give it right back. From blushing messes to smug revenge, how does each of them react when you catch them off guard?

Warnings: Fluff | Teasing | Slightly Suggestive | Humor | GN.Reader

Word Count: 0.9k

Bang Chan

Smirks when he feels you leaning in, expecting something sweet.

But then you whisper, "I can still feel you on me from last night."

His smirk falters immediately.

Clears his throat and shifts in his seat, suddenly very aware of his surroundings.

Tries to play it cool with a low chuckle, but his ears are already red.

"You're playing a dangerous game, baby."

Pulls you closer, making sure his lips graze your ear.

"Say that again. I dare you."

If you repeat it, he grabs your chin, tilting your face up to look at him.

"You're lucky we're in public right now." His voice is lower, rougher.

Looks you up and down, tongue flicking over his bottom lip, like he's processing his life choices.

Murmurs against your skin, "You really know how to distract me, huh?"

Doesn’t let you walk away without some kind of payback.

If you’re in public, he keeps a hand on your waist, gripping it just enough to tease you.

If you're alone, expect him to pin you against the nearest surface, his knee between your legs.

Later, he sends a text that just says, "You're in trouble."

Lee Know

Squints suspiciously when you lean in.

But when you whisper, "I still remember how your hands felt on me."

He blinks once. Then twice.

"Huh?" Like he didn’t hear you, but he definitely did.

Slowly turns his head to stare at you.

Smirk. That damn smirk.

"Say that again, but slower."

When you refuse, he just laughs under his breath.

Pulls you onto his lap out of nowhere.

Murmurs, "You really want to start something right now?"

Taps his fingers on your thigh while pretending to think.

Looks way too calm, but his ears? Red.

Whispering right back, "You're gonna regret that later."

Acts like he's letting it go, but he's not.

Later, when you're alone, he corners you against a wall.

"I hope you’re ready to deal with the consequences."

Changbin

Immediately suspicious when you get too close.

"What are you up to?" But lets you whisper anyway.

But when you whisper, "I can still feel your hands on me from last night."

Freezes. Like. Completely.

Ears turn pink in 0.2 seconds.

Clears his throat so aggressively it sounds painful.

Tries to act unbothered but fails miserably.

"I-I don’t know what you’re talking about." Avoids eye contact.

Suddenly decides the gym is the safest place to be.

"You—um—shouldn’t say things like that."

Secretly loves it but is too flustered to function.

Texts you later: "So… about what you said earlier…"

If you bring it up again, he just hides his face in your shoulder.

After he recovers, he plans his revenge.

Whispering something even worse in your ear next time.

Anyone else missing this era…❤️‍🩹

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Yesterday, Sungmin covers Billie Eilish's song "BIRDS OF A FEATHER"

I will cry 😭😭

Great instrument beautiful and perfect voice I can't exit the video 😭😭

btw I love the song and I was very happy that he made a cover for it . I think Seungmin's voice suits it very well.

What do you think about the cover?