Hi, I Luv U. ❤️

oml she called me cute i'm winning 🤭 and POST THAT JI DRABBLE NEOW (no but take your time with it, can't wait to read it ♡)

also pls pretend i was on anon before 😁 could i be 🫧 anon?

You can bub 🫧

I’m halfway finished it was a request and I have so many requests sitting in my inbox I’m trying to go through them but I do my best :)

You’re very cute bet you’re beautiful too sweetheart 💕 (if you haven’t noticed I’m very flirty and I can’t promise it stays innocent hehe)

[10:30pm]  |Royal AU | F |

Genre: Chan x Reader

🌻 - Fluff

✔️ - Completed

Y/n Pov

I was sitting in the throne Room on my seat.I was watching my Son Joo-Chan (He was Named after his Father) play with his Baby Sister Chin-Sun she was 6 Months old and Joo-Chan was 4 Years old.They have a beautiful Bond,every time I watch them play around I have a big smile on my face.

“Joo-Chan Be care full please...”I said walking over to him and his sister you sat down beside him.Chin-Sun looks at me ab babbled something and crawled over to me.Most of the time she says things like “Ma” Or “Pa”

“Hey Cutie wanna come to Mommy?” I asked her sweetly she made grabby hand to me “Ma..”I pull her in my arms and kissed her chubby cheeks both of my Children have round cheeks with Dimples from their Dad it looks so cute.

“Hey Darling there you 3 are I searched for you” I heard my husband so I stood up with Chin-Sun on my Hip “Hey Channie I missed you” Chan walked towards me and Hus me and then opens his arms for Joo-Chan.

Joo-Chan runns in to his fathers arms “Daddy You are back..I missed you” Chan pulls him up into his arms”I missed you all to but I had to go help your Uncle Jisung since your Auntie just got a baby a few Days ago..” I looked at him with wide eyes “Woah really? Is is a Boy or a Girl” Chan kissed the top of his sons head “Its a little princess” I cooed “Aww so cute” I heard a wine “Paaaaa” Chan Smiles so I can see his dimples “There is my favorite Princess”

I pout “What about me?” Chan chuckles and kisses my Lips “You are my Beautiful Queen” I smiled shyly at him and pecked his lips “Paaaa....”chan let his son down and softly pulls our Daughter in his arms and smooched her face “Hello there Baby Girl”

“Joo-Chan Baby Lets get you to bed okay?” He put “But I wanna play with Daddy” I sight “You can play tomorrow Baby your Dad is tired and needs to sleep like you” I said with a soft tone he yawns and nods his head and walks into my arms I put him on my hip and turned back to my Husband “Love I am gonna put Joo-Chan to bed Can you put our Princess to sleep?” Chan nods “Okey”

I walked with my sleepy son in my arms to his room a Mair came to me “Oh Queen do you need help?” I smile “No thank you I will put him to sleep” She nods and bows and I continue walking towards my sons room.

His head was on my  shoulder his arms around my neck and his eyed began to drop.I smile at him “See baby I told you that you are sleepy” He giggles “Nuuuu I am fully awake” I kiss his cheek “Of course you are” We reaced his room and I open his door.

I changed him into his sleep cloths and put him into his bed “Sleep tight baby” He waves his little hand “Night Night Mommy” I kissed his head softly.

I walked out of the room and softly closed the door and walked to My and Chans room as I open the door I saw no one so i go wash my Face and Changed into my sleep dress and walked into the room of My Daughter and saw Chan Feeding her a Bottle while humming a song I walked up behind him and pt my arms around him he looks at me and smiles I smile back and looked at Chin-Sun.

Her eyes where closed and she was sucking on the almost empty bottle.A few minutes later she was finished and I gave Chan her Pacifier and he put it in her mouth she intimidatingly began to suck on it.I stroke her cheek and chan put her down in her crib he kissed her other cheek and we leaved her room.

Chan puts his arms around me and attacked my Neck with little kisses,bites and pecks “Lets go to bed Love I bet you are tired from your long journey”Chan hums “Yes please I sleeped miserable cuz you weren't there to cuddle me” I smiled and closed the door of our room.

Chan changes his clothes and comes to me.He lays down besides me with his head in my Neck sometimes kissing it.I put my hand into his hair.”I missed sleeping like this” I nod and kiss  his head “Me to even if it was just days”

“Good Night Darling”Chan Kissed my Lips for a few second  I pulled away “Good night sleep Tight Love”  

With that we drifted of to sleep.

Omg you’re so pretty!! 😍

I’m blush, giggling and kicking my feet 🤭🥺

𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦 ♡ ₊ ˚ 🎸 ‧ ₊ ✧

hello & welcome to my galaxy!! i write skz imagines mostly fluff and a bit of angst i rarely write smut. i am 19 years old and my bday is on the 26 march :) in my free time i draw and listen to music or when i feel creative i write an imagine for you all. i need to study most of the time so there are some times where i am not really active on here. basically if you are nice to me i am nice to you!!! my bias in skz is chan or jisung 🦘 you can always send me an ask if you need someone to talk or rant about anything just be respectful!!! if you have an idea for an ff and you see that my requests are open please don’t hesitate to send me your ideas just keep in mind that it might take me a while since I’m also a mom and that job takes very much of my time ;)

Just curious what made han your bias?

I think we have similar personalities like when I first started listening to to skz and watched interviews with then Jisungie just caught my eyes the most with his silly personality and since then he is my bias together with channie 🫶🏻

such a handsome man😔💕

[SKZ CODE] Ep.41 | Chaotic SKZ Baseball Team #1 Lee Know - intro

RUNNING 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

Bub I had an amazing idea

You let me take you on a date and we take a nice walk and get Boba then we go have a yummy ramen AND THEN I get to take you home and kiss you and touch your pretty self hehe

(And then we just stay in bed and I will leave pretty marks on you 😇)

FLIRTING WARNING BELOW THE CUT RAAAHHH🦅🦅‼️

Ummmm I am offering my entire soul in exchange for this YES?? PLEASE????? Let’s spend all day eating good food and talking about our delusional kpop fantasies and holding hands and being disgusting and sappy together 🤢🫶

And trust that dessert will be even better bc you can eat me out until I am drooling and crying 😀🧎‍♀️

So basically what I’m saying is. Get over here rn

YOU GAVE ME A LIL TAG ON THE ASK AHDKFKA WHY IS THAT SO CUTE

Of course I did you’re so precious wanna give you a big smooch <3

I wanna know why you do this to me with chan :(

Drunken Daze |🔞 Bang Chan x fem reader

Genre: smut

Rating: 18+

Pairing: Bang Chan x fem reader

Word count: 2,7k

Warnings: drinking, adult language, explicit descriptions of sexual acts

Summary: After drinking one too many, you confess to your friend that no man has ever made you cum, and he takes that very personally.

A/N: Yes, this is a repost, because it just makes more sense for it to be a one-shot. Don't kill me. Or do, idc

Masterlist | Network

The room spun around as you stumbled your way to the sofa, spilling the contents of your glass in the process and laughing at your own clumsiness. No effort was made to clean up the mess and, instead, you simply brought the cup to your lips in hopes that some of the drink would have survived the ordeal.

“Felix is gonna kill you,” he said in between heartfelt giggles, struggling to sit up straight for a minute until he just gave up and slouched.

“Not if I kill him first,” you retaliated, as menacingly as you could muster in your current drunken state. “He’s probably getting some pussy right now, he doesn’t give a fuck.”

“Wish that was me,” he commented, half-jokingly. You laughed, but you could feel heat pooling in all those places you wished were being touched. “It’s been a long ass time.”

His confession came as a bit of a shock. Sure, he was short as fuck, slightly awkward, and had the weirdest sense of humour that not everyone could handle but, if one could look past those character flaws, your friend Chris was a heck of a catch: cute face but not so handsome it’s intimidating, nice veiny hands, a six-pack and, to top it all off, a nice round booty. Not to mention the dimples when he smiled, his warm brown eyes, the way his voice went up an octave when he was excited, how he curled up in his sleep like a silly little cat and -

“Yeah, same,” you simply replied, unsure of how long it had been since he spoke, your mind racing more than usual - perhaps it was the alcohol or the fact that you suddenly became aware that Chris was wearing the perfume you had gifted him for his birthday a while back, something musky and sensual with a hint of sweetness, just like the man himself. “And it’s not like I’ve been having any good action, either.”

You were ready to lay the subject to rest and suggest watching some dumbass show, like The Tiger King or something equally outrageous but your last confession seemed to hit your best friend like a brick to the face.

“You’re saying your ex never made you come?”

You were glad he couldn’t see your face because you could swear it had turned as red as a fire engine. “N-no,” you stuttered, hyper-aware of your existence all of a sudden. “Nobody has, ok? It’s not that uncommon-”

“It’s a fucking tragedy, is what is it,” Chris protested, sounding like an activist fighting for equal rights. Which, in a way, he kind of was - fight for your right to orgasm, which was actually pretty valid. “Men are a nightmare!”

The way his voice swelled up with passion was funny, you couldn’t deny, plus he sounded genuinely appaled. You simply nodded in agreement, as if he could see it, and looked around for the bottle of rum. However, when you tried to get up to fetch it, your knees immediately gave up on you, much to Chris’s amusement.

“I bet I could make you come,” he said matter-of-factly and you froze in your tracks, unsure if you were hallucinating, checking your glass for some weird powders or something. “It can’t be that hard, those dudes are just idiots.”

You gave up on trying to climb back onto the sofa and just decided to lie down on the floor, eyes fixed on the ceiling, doing your best to ignore Chris’s musings. He was probably just speaking out of his ass, plus you were both pretty intoxicated.

“I bet they didn’t even kiss you properly,” he continued, and you wished he’d shut the fuck up, because his words were genuinely destroying you a little. “Probably didn’t even tell you you’re beautiful and that your hair smells nice.”

“Chris, shut up,” you spat, no longer amused. “Why are you torturing me like this?”

“What do you mean,” he asked earnestly. Standing up felt like quite the workout but you felt you had to do it in order to look him in the eye for once. He looked confused and awfully drunk, as expected, his brown eyes open as wide as physically possible, his lips slightly parted.

“I’ve been trying not to fall for you, you’re making it damn hard,” you confessed with a deep sigh, bottom lip quivering, tears forming in your eyes.

Instead of replying, his eyes lingered on yours for a painful while, before he got up and stumbled his way into the hallway. You wanted to cry, really cry and possibly sob even. Not only because you were horrendously unsure of what had just happened, but mostly because you were supposed to share his double bed with him and that would feel super awkward after your stupid confession, so you’d just have to drag your ass to his roomate Felix’s bed and hope the blonde didn’t randomly show up at 4AM high off his rockers, he was cool and all but you didn’t know each other like that.

You blacked out, you sure did. Your back sore from napping on the cold hard floor, head still spinning but not as bad as before, stomach growling and your mouth feeling drier than a convenience store sandwich. Rubbing your eyes, you made your way to his kitchen, wondering if Felix was back already because sleeping on the floor or on that busted-ass IKEA sofa seemed like your worst nightmare.

“Come to bed, you silly goose,” his voice startled you out of your skin and you nearly screamed.

“Fucking hell, Chris-”

Trying to brush him off, you took a pint glass from his cupboard and filled it with tap water which you proceeded to down before shamelessly stealing a pack of Tim Tams from his side of the pantry - you hoped it was his side, at least.

“Are you still drunk,” you raised an eyebrow, finally capable of looking him in the eye for a bit before embarrassment settled in once more.

“I mean, a little, but I want you in my bed,” he shrugged and had the audacity to give you his world-famous puppy eyes. Now you had to do whatever he said. Those sad little stupid eyes could convince you to commit murder, legit. “I prommy I won’t do anything.”

“What the fuck does that mean, Christopher?”

“I meant everything I said, but I wish I had said it in a less cocky, sober-er? More sober? Yeah… way. I guess.”

You had to stop chewing on your Tim Tam to fully process what the fuck was happening in that godforsaken kitchen at ungodly hours of the night. “Listen, let’s just get some sleep and-”

“Can I kiss you?”

“Chris, you’re not thinking straight-”

But before you could finish your sentence, his lips were on yours and you had to swallow the damn biscuit -cookie?- quickly before giving up your dignity to kiss him back, immediately moaning into his plush lips and feeling like an absolute fucking tosser. You started to wonder if you were dreaming or hallucinating, especially when his hand cupped your chin like in some fucking Keira Knightley movie. He seemed deadset on getting another moan out of you because his other hand immediately roamed inside your shirt, his fingertips very gently grazing up and down your side, that particular super-sensitive spot he had once accidentally found when he tried to tickle you.

“F-fuck-” You couldn’t believe how easy you were being and how shitty you’d feel the following day once the hungover had fully run its course and your brain was running optimally once more. “I love you-”

I done fucked up, you thought to yourself when his lips abruptly left yours.

“I’m gonna make you come so hard you’ll be forced to say that again.”

Without another word, he took your hand and guided you to his bedroom. You’d been there a thousand times, you’d slept on his bed next to him, you’d spent countless hours playing League of Legends with him in there yet, for some reason, it felt unrecognisable this time. Even though you had sobered up, you somehow still felt horrendously drunk, maybe drunk on him and his stupid sexy perfume - that you blamed yourself for - and his stupid curly hair and his dumbass muscular arms and…

“Say my name, baby,” he cooed, voice gentle but deeper than usual, a hint of darkness in his throat.

“C-Chris. Christopher-”

He chuckled, blushing as if he felt a little embarrassed by his own desire to dirty talk you.

“You’ll be moaning a lot more in a moment.”

The heat taking over your body was nothing short of overwhelming. Despite being uncoordinated and disorderly, his touch felt earth-shattering. The slightest feather-like run of his fingers across your skin was enough to set you ablaze and you weren't sure if it was the alcohol you'd both consumed, the love bursting out of your pores or some odd combination of both, but you could safely affirm that nobody had ever made you feel so full with so little. The way his lips paced down your neck, the way he would occasionally grunt into your skin, the way his hair brushed against your chest as his kisses made their way down… it was too much but not enough at the same time.

"So… hot," he mewled when his lips finally reached your crotch, his fingers gently pushing the garment to the side so he could take a look. "This is all for me." His dark chuckle so close to your core sent you into overdrive and you wanted to beg out loud, but forgot how to put words together when, in just a few seconds, his mouth was unceremoniously slurping you up.

"C-Chris," you whimpered, at least an octave above your regular register and you could feel his amused exhale against your skin.

"Come on, make me work a little harder," he cooed, looking up at you from his comfortable spot in between your legs. "It can't be this easy."

You were unsure whether to laugh, cry, be amused, or offended. So you simply decided to bury your face in his pillow, hoping the lack of air would somehow help calm your loins. You'd dream about this, you'd imagined this very scenario countless times in your head. Anytime you'd slept next to him in that very bed, anytime you'd cozied up with him on his couch watching some ridiculous D-tier shark movie, every time he smiled at you from across the room. That pesky crush on him you'd harboured for years thrown into the backburner, maybe for a later date, or a never date, because there was no way he felt the same. Even now, while he made all your dreams come true, you couldn't help but wonder if you were awake and, if you genuinely were experiencing this, was it just the alcohol, was he just using your feelings for him to get himself off?

No, no, no, you scolded yourself from your own shitty thoughts and tried to focus solely on his tongue and the way it languidly yet precisely moved along your folds until it finally landed exactly where it should. It felt almost like an electric shock and caused a moan to escape from your lips, muffled by the pillow.

"Move that thing," he mumbled as he reached out to pry the pillow from your hands and you were so lightheaded you didn't even attempt to fight him on that. "I wanna hear you, baby."

And the way he said it, the word baby, a pet name you didn't even like. Milk and honey rolled off his tongue, the masterful tongue causing you to whimper gently as your hands desperately searched for something to hold on to. You finally found his hair and your fingers latched on to it. He could sense you falling apart, but he knew there was something missing so he quickly pushed his index, middle and ring fingers inside of you, earning a loud moan you didn't even know could come out of your mouth.

"That's it," he said, voice deeper than usual, vibrating against your pussy. "You sound beautiful."

And with that, he curled his fingers inside, the pads of his digits hitting a spot you'd only felt a couple of times. Your entire body trembled and you had actual tears in your eyes. The sensations were all too staggering, your legs shaking like leaves in the wind, your hands left his hair and you genuinely didn't know what to do with your entire body, wuthering under his touch.

"Chris, I-"

"Hummm," he mumbled, not stopping his ministrations, simply looking up from his comfortable spot.

"I'm going to explode…"

And it did feel like exploding, like your body disassembling and reassembling itself back together with the intensity of a star imploding. Not that you knew what that felt like, but you could swear this was it. He slowed down his movements, probably not wanting to overwhelm you too much, and allowing you to ride out the feeling slowly. Finally, when your body stopped shaking and you could feel your heartbeat inside your head, he placed a little kiss in your pussy and resurfaced, like a deep sea diver returning from the most exquisite underwater cave. He chuckled when he caught a glimpse of your reddened, sweaty face and you looked for the pillow again to hide.

"I guess I was right all along," he laughed, pushing the pillow away before you could use it to conceal yourself. "I'm still gonna ask: did I make you come?"

You nodded vigorously, unable to speak. He thought your exasperation was funny. He gave himself a pat on the shoulder and that made you smile. "Good job, Christopher!"

He pulled you into his arms and pulled the covers over both of you, letting out a yawn. He always seemed to fall asleep at the weirdest possible times.

*

You looked out the window at the rain dropping loudly and sighed. Your phone hadn't pinged all day, or the day before, or the day before that. It had been about a week since you and Chris hooked up - well, more than hooked up - and he's been radio silent. You woke up the next morning to an empty bed, and he'd been awfully missing since then. You sulked. Maybe he was just horny and it meant nothing… Your phone finally pinged, startling you from your sad thoughts. Except it's not just a ping, it's ringing. Christopher's name flashed on your screen.

"Hello?"

"Please come to the door," was all he said before hanging up, you imagined he was low on credit as usual.

You sighed, sliding a cardigan and some slippers on and going down the stairs to your front door, popping your head out and looking around.

"Hey!"

He had a bouquet of roses in his hand, which he nervously handed to you, his ears red and eyes darting everywhere.

"I'm sorry I disappeared, baby, I-"

Baby… There it was again, the pet name you didn't even like unless it was coming out of his mouth. And the way he said, with such urgency, such longing. What did any of this mean?

"I thought you wouldn't wanna see me again after we-"

"After you fingered me?"

You laughed, somewhat bitterly, the flowers still in your hand.

"After I fingered you," he repeated, his voice low and eyes on his trainers as if he'd never seen them before. "I- I couldn't- I-"

"Listen, Chris, I," you swallowed and counted to three in my head, slowly, trying to buy yourself time to back out of saying what I was about to say. "I'm in love with you-"

Shit, I said it.

He sighed, looking… relieved?

"Fuck, I thought I was insane," he laughed, quickly walking past you into your house, closing the door behind him and wasting no time pinning you up against the wall and kissing you with such ardour you thought you were going to catch fire. You didn't kiss back immediately as your brain tried to process all the emotions you were feeling in such a short amount of time.

"I think this time we should go all the way-" you sighed in between kisses.

"Good, because I've been so hard thinking about how you moaned that time."

"Fuck, I love you."

"I love you too, baby."

The End.

Yea same 🫠🫠 I hope you liked it tho💕

𖥻 Concept Pictures

♡┊ 𝐂𝐇𝐐𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 ; Lee Minho

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 :: your boyfriend took new pictures and you really seem to like them…

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 :: smut ( 18+ ), sub!minho, dom!reader, teasing, minho calls you kitten, minhos thighs are a warning themselves, open ending

Your boyfriend’s group is having a comeback so of course you knew that there would be concept photos like always but what you didn’t expect for your boyfriend to look this good…don’t get me wrong you knew Minho was insanely handsome and charming but something about the outfit and the way he was teasingly biting this stupid Apple drives you insane. Maybe it’s the way he stares at the camera or the way the black pants he was wearing have zippers on them, that sit right where his pretty thighs are. They made you think about all the times Minho let you sit on his lap and let you ride him or his pretty thighs.

You’re lost in your thoughts when you heard the door open, the sweet voice of your boyfriend calling out for you “Kitten im back” you hear him tossing the keys in the bowl by the entrance of the door and dropping his bag on the floor “Kitten?” Minho Your boyfriend’s group is having a comeback so of course you knew that there would be concept photos like always but what you didn’t expect for your boyfriend to look this good…don’t get me wrong you knew Minho was insanely handsome and charming but something about the outfit and the way he was teasingly biting this stupid Apple drives you insane. Maybe it’s the way he stares at the camera or the way the black pants he was wearing have zippers on them, that sit right where his pretty thighs are. They made you think about all the times Minho let you sit on his lap and let you ride him or his pretty thighs. out for you again “I’m in the Bedroom” you answer him hearing how his steps got louder the closer he came to your shared room. You shake your head trying to get rid of the imagine of your boyfriend in this pretty outfit. But when you look up and saw Minho walking over to your bed wearing the exact same outfit you were thinking about just a few seconds ago you couldn’t contain the tiny gasp that left you.

Minho sat down beside you on the bed pulling you on his lap but you resisted to focused on his delicious thighs “what’s wrong baby?” Minho was confused why you weren’t talking to him or letting him cuddle you like you usually do when he comes home. You on the other hand where to focused on the zipper that sat on his right pant leg right over his thigh, you slowly move your hand to the zipper pulling it down to expose his soft skin to your hungry eyes.

You let your fingers travel over the now exposed skin and Minho lets you, because he enjoys your touch and the cute look on your face when you admire him, it makes him blush that you seem to enjoy his outfit so much to him it was nothing special but the cute look on your face made him smile “are you enjoying yourself kitten?” He asks in a teasing tone but you only nod before moving your eyes from his thighs to his face “you look pretty Lino” you said in a soft tone your eyes locked on his soft lips now. Minho can’t help himself and presses his lips against yours. He enjoyed the way you move your lips against his and the way your smaller hands grip his thighs, Minho doesn’t hold back and moves to sit you on his lap one hand holding the back of your neck while the other one squeezes your hip.

Minho notices that your hand is still gripping his thigh when your nails dig in the soft skin of his thigh. He couldn’t hold back the moan that leaves his mouths when your nails scratch his thigh. You smile against his lips and turn around so your back was against his chest giving you full access to his thighs. Minho feel’s you open the other zipper too and suddenly you move off his lap and sat between his thighs leaning down to press kisses on his thigh while his hands move to your hair pulling it in a makeshift ponytail. Minhos eyes close in bliss at the feeling of your lips on his thigh, the way you’re moving ever so slowly teasing him he was lost in the pleasure that he doesn’t notice when your kisses move closer to his dick only to move back down again and suddenly biting his thigh. You smile hearing Minho moan so loudly and the way his grip on your hair tightened “kitten please no teasing” Minho whines and you smirk at his whiny tone “but you look so pretty when you whine and beg for me Lino”. Minhos cheeks redden “so I take it that you like the picture kitten” he asked smiling “let me show you how much I liked them baby” you whispered before opening his pants.

Minho can’t think straight anymore the way your mouth wraps around his dick sends him to heaven. Your mouth feels so warm and every time he hits the back of your throat he swears he sees stars. The pants he was wearing now long forgotten on the floor exposing the marks your nails left on him. Minho feels his high approaching, his moans getting higher and his grip on the blanket tightening. You feel the way he was twitching in your mouth knowing he was close by the way his moans were now louder and by the way he wasn’t holding back now.

It’s now up to you to decide if you let your pretty boy cum or if you keep teasing him…

@ddyskz @kaciidubs got a bit inspired by them so thank you 💐