Tumgik
kpopsstuffs · 1 day
Text
Tumblr media
fluff, angst
Tumblr media
You've always known that Chan has insecurities. It's not something he hides and one quick search on social media will give you hundreds of examples of him talking bad about himself. You've never seen it in person though.
Chan's pacing in front of you, shirt off and handing loosely from his hand, one shoe on and one shoe off. He's muttering about not being able to find something to wear and he's got a growing pile of discarded t-shirts on the floor.
"Channie, baby, what's wrong?"
He stops mid step and turns to look at you slowly. He blinks for a second and then, "Why me?"
"Pardon?" You're caught off guard. He signals vaguely to himself. "Channie, you own mirrors yeah?"
He shrugs.
"Chan, you're one of the most beautiful people I've ever met and that doesn’t even begin to cover your looks."
He blushes, going red from his ears, across his face, down his neck and onto his chest.
"Chan, you are breathtaking. There's not a single thing about you, from your personality to your body and your face that I would change about you." You're holding his face in your hands. "I wish you could see yourself through my eyes."
Tumblr media
109 notes · View notes
kpopsstuffs · 7 days
Text
Celebrating 420 with best friend!Stray Kids
Warnings : swearing, weed mention, food
A/N : Happy 420 to those who partake ! I myself am going to enjoy it today. Don't take these seriously though as I made them just for funsies ! Enjoy 💕
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
@mxnsxngie @maeleelee
571 notes · View notes
kpopsstuffs · 11 days
Text
idk what i was expecting…but it wasn’t that-
what i want | han jisung & hwang hyunjin
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Pairing: Jisung x F!Reader x Hyunjin
Summary: you've been their roommate for a few months. you haven't left their minds for a few months. they thought that they'd be happy with silently fantasizing about you. they were dead wrong. one night, they decide to talk to you, a real, honest talk, and they discover just how far you are willing to go for them
Genre: smut
Content: non idol! hyunsung, teasing, threesome, dirty talk, begging, fingering, groping, dry humping, oral (f & m recieving), diy bondage, body worship, boob/nipple play, deep throating, penetration, deep throating while being penetrated, protected sex, overstim
Tumblr media
You look down and.. uh oh! Your hole is gone. Where there used to be your genitals, it's just as smooth as a barbie.
"It's gone?" Jisung asks.
"Yeah..." you say.
Hyunjin takes a look.
"Yeah, it's gone," he says with a sigh.
"Well that sucks," you say. Now how are you supposed to have a threesome?
Hyunjin looks up from your flat area. "You should probably see a doctor about that."
"I guess..."
The next day you go to your doctor, who also happens to be Hyunjin.
"Damn... It's still gone," Dr. Hyunjin says professionally. "I was hoping this would've fixed itself overnight. He openly googles 'my patient is flat what do i do????' and no results show up, because Google is a terrible search engine.
And so, you are cursed to be completely flat down there for the rest of your life. Sad!
159 notes · View notes
kpopsstuffs · 13 days
Text
can we ask even more nicely for a part 3?😭
Never Been My Name
Tumblr media
Part 2 for Not My Name, at your request - This will not make sense without reading it first.
Pairing: Bang Chan x f.reader Key Points: Non-Idol!AU; angst/fluff Word Count: 1.3k TW: previous infidelity (reader x Chan), depictions of drowning, domestic violence, attempted murder, minor character death (husband), reader's husband is named Chris, husband is Not A Good Guy!, Chan saves her, reader has a kid, pregnancy, house fire, police shooting, cop!skz
Tagging those who requested part 2, not a permanent taglist: @linoalwaysknows @kazuuuaaa @antisocial-socialbutterfly @hanniemylovelyquokka @straykeedz-recs @blondechannie
Tumblr media
Water swirls around you, dark and cold and silent. The satin of your nightgown and robe twists around your legs, constricting your movement. You thrash against it, disoriented, the muffled sounds of yelling and muzzle flashes barely registering. The moon isn’t out, so you have no north star to salvation, spinning to find the edge of the water. Finally, you find the surface, breaking through with a deep gasp, choking out the water from your lungs as best as you can.
When you open your eyes, the sight before you makes you scream.
Flames lick the roof of your house from the shattered window of the nursery. The other half of the house is already charred and crumbling.
You hear noises coming around the side of the house, through the garden gate. A shout. Breaking glass. Three gunshots, one first and then a pause followed by two more in rapid succession. Chan comes into view, eyes frantic, face drained of color as he finds you. You think he shouts your name, running toward you. He’s in the pool, wrapping his arms around you, before you can process.
“Shh, baby, I’m here, I’m here. It’s okay, you’re safe. I’ve got you.”
His hands tremble, but his voice never wavers. He leads you to the stairs, pulling you up and out of the water as a few more people run in through the garden gate behind him. You vaguely recognize Changbin as one of them.
“What happened?”
“She was in the water, screaming. I don’t know how she got there.” Chan says to him, pressing your head to his chest, hand covering your ear. “Has anyone found the little girl?”
You claw at Chan’s arm. “She’s not here.”
“What?”
“Lily, my- my daughter. She’s with my parents tonight.” Your throat is hoarse, but you look up at him in horror. “Oh my god, she’s not here.”
He brings his hands up to cradle your face as you break down in tears. “Hey, she’s safe, okay? It’s alright, nothing happened.” He kisses your forehead as you weep, wrapping his arms back around you. You vaguely notice someone wrap you both in a blanket.
“We’ve got to clear out, fire rescue needs to take care of the house.” Changbin says, and Chan guides you out of the backyard, through the garden gate. Some of your neighbors have come out of their homes to watch the spectacle of sirens and squad cars. 
Chan shields your eyes from the flashing reds and blues, guiding you to the back of an awaiting ambulance. He holds your hand as the paramedics check your pulse and blood pressure. An older officer you don’t recognize walks up, nodding at Chan, who bows his head in return.
“Mrs. Wu-”
“Don’t- don’t call me that, please.” You choke out, catching him off guard. He glances over at Chan, who shrugs, and then down to your joined hands. “It’s not my name, it’s never been my name.”
He clears his throat. “Ma’am, I regret to inform you that your husband has been pronounced dead.” 
Your eyes snap to his, wide. “What?!”
“The suspect shot at Officer Yang, and Sergeant Seo returned fire. The suspect did not survive.”
“Oh. I-is Jeongin okay?” Your voice trembles, and Chan squeezes your hand.
The older officer softens, giving you a small smile. “Yes. Your husband was a lousy shot. Officer Yang was only grazed, a surface wound that won’t even get him desk duty to recover.” He pulls out a spiral top notepad. “Can you tell me what happened, from your perspective?”
You shake your head briefly, staring at the ground as you try to remember. “Uh. Chris came home upset, he was slamming doors. I called my mom, she picked up Lily after dinner. Chris ate in his office alone- actually I don’t even know if he ate, but I brought him food.” You swallow, glancing at Chan. He tilts his head, encouraging you to continue.
“What happened between then and now? How did you end up in your pool?” The officer asks, scribbling some notes.
“I was cleaning up from dinner when Chris stormed out of his office. He cornered me in the kitchen, accusing me of setting the police on his trail. He said the audit was going to ruin him, discredit his reputation. He-” you glance over at Chan again, clearing your throat, “-he, um, he hit me a few times until I apologized, confessing that I went to the station.” Chan makes a strangled noise and you feel his hand tense. You graze your thumb over the back of it to soothe him.
“We don’t have any official statements from you.”
“I know. I-I just said what he wanted to hear. He backed away long enough for me to grab my phone. I called Chan, but I dropped my phone in the fruit bowl on the counter so Chris wouldn’t see it. I ran. He chased me. He caught me outside, at the edge of the pool.”
“He pushed you in?”
“He was, uh, he choked me. Once he heard the sirens, he let go, and I fell into the water. I think if he hadn’t heard the sirens, he would have killed me.” The last part comes out in a whisper, tears streaming down your face silently.
“I’m so sorry, ma’am. Did he have a history of violence toward you?”
You shake your head. “Not toward me. I’m not stupid- I knew what he was capable of. But he was always so distant with me that I thought I was safe.”
The officer jots some more things down in his notepad with a nod before tucking it away. “Thank you for your time. I’m glad you’re safe now.” He sends a look to Chan. “Bang, Captain wants to see you first thing Monday morning.”
Chan nods silently, and then the officer is excusing himself. You turn to look at him, as if seeing him for the first time tonight. “Why aren’t you in uniform like everyone else?”
He scratches the back of his neck, avoiding your gaze. “That’s not important right now.”
“Channie.” You tug him closer, the paramedics having given you medical clearance just moments ago.
He steps in front of you, looking down and moving a wet lock of hair from your forehead. “I might have gotten put on leave.”
“Why?”
“Something about being too invested in the case against your husband.” His thumb brushes your cheek, and your eyes flutter closed. “I told you I’d get you out, babygirl. I’m sorry it took so long. I'm sorry he hurt you.”
You shake your head. “I’m okay. Like that officer said, I’m safe now. You came for me, even after six months of silence.”
His hand cups your jaw to keep your eyes on his. “I’ll always come for you.”
You grab his hand, pulling it down to place it against your swollen stomach. His eyes widen, glancing down at your now-obvious bump, smooth under the wet satin of your nightclothes. “You were right that night. About everything.”
“Is-is it-”
“It’s yours, Channie. It’s your son.”
A myriad of emotions run across his face before he shakes his head, hand circling to your waist. He drops his forehead to yours, closing his eyes. “Please come home with me, come back home.”
“I’m sorry I ever left.” You cradle his face with both hands, pulling away to look him in the eyes. “It wasn’t you. I ha- Chris threatened my parents, so I made a deal with him. I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you the truth.”
“I don’t care anymore. Just let me have you back.” Chan leans forward to brush his lips over yours. When he straightens, you shiver. He pulls the blanket tighter, rubbing his hands over your arms. “We’ve got to get you out of these wet clothes.”
“I have most of my wardrobe at my parents’ house. They knew I was trying to find a way out, they’ve been storing things for me.” You smile softly at him. “Do you want to go meet your daughter?”
His breath hitches, eyes wide as he shakes his head in disbelief. “I literally never thought you’d ask.”
xx
Tumblr media
author's note: Firstly, I am so sorry to DPR IAN, I just used your name- I needed a Chris so I picked you, I swear I don't think you're an abusive asshole! I wrote this pretty quickly, because I already had an idea how her husband convinced her to marry him when I wrote NMN, but I won't be writing for this couple in the future. NMN was meant to be an angsty little one-shot, but how can I resist indulging you when you all asked so nicely for a part 2? xx Minty
Tumblr media
128 notes · View notes
kpopsstuffs · 15 days
Text
hey, i won’t kill the spiders if the door to the outside world is close. but if that door is too far…the toilet it is 😭
I'm curious. Reblog this if you know how to cook
I don’t even care if it’s macaroni, ramen or those little bowls you stick in the microwave. Please, I need reassurance that most of the population on tumblr WOULDN’T STARVE TO DEATH if their parents couldn’t fix them food or they couldn’t go out to eat. 
156K notes · View notes
kpopsstuffs · 15 days
Note
i’m living for channie’s involvement in this marriage 😭🤣
i LOVED married han x reader :)) could you do a felix one pls 🫶🏻
I can't be serious to save my life I'm sorry 😔 I hope you like it regardless, pookie 💕
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
masterlist
1K notes · View notes
kpopsstuffs · 17 days
Text
instagram
tHIS HAN JISUNG HAS SUCH A HECKING CHOKEHOLD ON ME ITS NOT EVEN FUMKIN FUNNY-
11 notes · View notes
kpopsstuffs · 18 days
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
By LabradoriteKing on Pinterest
107K notes · View notes
kpopsstuffs · 18 days
Text
Tumblr media
402 notes · View notes
kpopsstuffs · 22 days
Text
ah yes the reason i don’t post when i have a good fic idea🥲
Tumblr media
64K notes · View notes
kpopsstuffs · 23 days
Text
this has me punching the air, kicking my feet n shii frfr
📱Easter Baskets from BF!SKZ📱
☀️Feelbokkie M.list☀️
genre: disgusting fluff
pov: 1st/2nd person (depends on how you read it)
description: texting skz about your easter baskets from them
pairing: bf!skz/reader
warnings: swearing, suggestive if you squint, mention and depiction of food
screenshot count: 28
©feelbokkie (2024) — all rights reserved. reposting/modification of any kind is not tolerated.
Tumblr media
방 찬 (Bang Chan)
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
이 민 호 (Lee Know)
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
서 창 빈 (Changbin)
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
황 현 진 (Hyunjin)
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
한 지 성 (Han)
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
이 용 복 (Felix)
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
김 승 민 (Seungmin)
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
양 정 인 (I.N)
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Buy me a coffee?
Permanent Taglist (closed)
Red means that it wouldn't let me tag you (either at all or properly)
@amyysfics @berryblog @jaydebow @junebug032 @boiohboii @heistheavatar @lieslab @rainbae-anon @k-cock @hamburgers101 @mrswolfiechan @soulboundauthor @weird-bookworm @thisisnotjacinta @seungmyynie @halesandy @kpopsstuffs @honeydew93 @beebee18 @stay278 @jaiuneamesolitaiire @babrieeee @brain-empty-only-draken @tenmii @blueforte @jihanlovic @felixglow @nuronhe @soonyoungblr @phtogravi @jiisungllvr @puppyminnnie
433 notes · View notes
kpopsstuffs · 23 days
Text
that’s called smangst😂
I wanted to write some angst. So I’m making them fuck 🙃
14 notes · View notes
kpopsstuffs · 26 days
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Warning: Smut (Minors Do Not Interact )
Paring - Maknae line x Reader -
Tumblr media
-Morning wood-
Jisung
. It’s pretty much every morning
. Rarely gets embarrassed
. Would pull you close and rutting up against you while you’re alseep
. If he wakes you up it’s not from him rubbing against you
. it’s from how loud he is
. It’s definitely leading to morning sex
Feeling your body pressed against his throbbing cock, Jisung can barely contain himself. He holds onto your hips tightly as he rubs his erection against the thin fabric of your sleep shorts. He doesn’t want to wake you up but he knows he can’t keep quiet for much longer.
His breathing becomes heavier, his hips grinding against yours in a pleading motion. He lets out a low moan unintentionally as the friction becomes too much to handle.
You stir in your sleep, half-awake and mumbling something incoherent. “Jisung...” you mumble, still half asleep. “Y/N baby, wake up. I-I need you,” he pants, his breathing erratic.
Slowly, your eyes flutter open and you blink sleepily, trying to adjust to the dim light in the room. You turn over to face him, only to be greeted by the sight of his flushed face and the tent in his boxers.
“Morning, sunshine,” he says with a shy smile, trying to play it off as if it’s something that doesn’t happen every single morning.
You can’t help but chuckle sleepily and reach down to grab his boxers, giving his hard length a squeeze through the fabric.
“Morning yourself, Jisung,” you say with a grin. “Looks like someone is up early today.” He groans at your pun but you can see the amusement dancing in his eyes.
You roll over onto your back, pulling him closer so that his erection is pressed between your thighs. “Well, what are you waiting for? Let's make me breakfast in bed,” you say with a wink.
Felix
. Gets embarrassed every time
. Would rather get himself off then wake you up .
. He'll try his best to be quiet
. His heavy breathing and moans will always give him away
. Will apologize profusely after feeling bad for waking you up but you reassure him it’s ok
Felix laid there, wide awake, his erection straining against his boxers. He didn't want to wake you up, knowing how much you've been struggling with sleep lately.
He bites his lower lip, trying his best to muffle the moans that threaten to escape his lips as he palms his hard length through his boxers.
His hips jerked involuntarily, his grip on the sheets tightening as pleasure courses through him. "Fuck," he hisses under his breath, before covering his mouth at the sound that had just escaped him.
"Felix?" you mumble, rolling over to face him. "You alright?"His eyes widened, caught red-handed—or red-handed in this case. "I'm s-sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up," he stutters, cheeks on fire.
You sit up and tilt his chin up with your fingers, a soft smile on your lips. "It's okay, Felix. It happens, you know that," you reassure him, running soothing circles on his back. "Besides, it's kinda cute how much you try to be quiet."
You grin playfully before planting a light kiss on his flushed cheek."Cute?" he repeats incredulously, but the embarrassment seems to have lessened a bit. "You're too kind,
Y/N," he mumbles, his face still flushed."Well, I don't mind waking up like this." You raise an eyebrow suggestively before your hand trails down to his boxers, palming his hard length through the fabric.
A moan escapes his lips before he can help it, but you silence him with a deep kiss."Shh," you whisper against his lips. "I got you, baby, let me take care of it.
Seungmin
. Rarely gets morning wood
. More likely to wake up from a wet dream
. Not afraid to wake you up to help him
. Wakes you up by grinding against you and calling your name
Seungmin's eyes shot open, his sheets in a tangled mess beneath him as he panted. Sweat glossed over his skin, the remnants of a very vivid dream still etched into his mind.
He felt...aroused. Very aroused. His boxers were soaked with his own precum and he whined in frustration. He needed...needed you.
He felt a warm body next to him and realized it was you who had shifted towards him in your sleep, pressing yourself against his half-hard member.
Grunting, he rolled over, pressing himself closer to you, seeking out any kind of relief he could get. However, that only made things worse as your ass pressed against his shaft, making it twitch violently.
"Y/N-ah..."he moans, his hips bucking upwards uncontrollably. "Babe, wake up...please?" he mumbled, trying to wake you up “I know you feel it too, so wake up already,” he whines, his voice laced with desperation.
You stir in your sleep before finally opening your eyes, feeling the weight of Seungmin's hardness against your ass. "Seungmin, it's 4am, can't this wait?" you mumble sleepily.
"No, I need you now," he whines, grinding his hips against yours for emphasis. "Fine, fine," you give in, turning over to face him. "You better make this quick."
"I make no promises," he replies with a wolfish grin, before claiming your lips in a messy kiss as he reaches down to rid you both of your pajamas
Jeongin
. 50/50 for morning wood
. Would wake you up by caressing your thighs . Makes sure you're awake before he does anything
. Will start by giving you deep kisses while grinding against you
. You'd know he's desperate if he wakes you up with morning sex
Jeongin lies on his back, staring at the ceiling as he fights the urge to touch himself. He could feel his hard-on tenting his boxers, straining for release. Beside him, you lay peacefully, oblivious to his predicament.
"Y/N," he whispers, lightly shaking your shoulder. You stir in your sleep but don't wake up completely.
"Y/N," he says louther this time, gently running his fingers along your thighs. This time, your eyes flutter open and you turn to face him with a sleepy frown."Morning, beautiful," he greets you with a gentle smile.
"Mmm...Jeongin, what time is it?" you mumble, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. "Shh, it's early but I...uh...need some company," he says, his cheeks flushed. You couldn't help but smile at how adorable he was when embarrassed.
"Well, if you're offering," you say, rolling over to face him as he grins. He waste no time in capturing your lips in a deep, messy kiss, his tongue invading your mouth with a hunger that matches his own.
As he’s kisses you senseless, your hands roam his body before settling on his hardening cock, squeezing it through the fabric. "Mmm, you're already hard for me?" You teases, feeling his erection twitch in your grip.
"Always for you," Jeongin groan out as he helpfully gets rid of your pants and underwear, grinding his erection against your heated flesh.
Tumblr media
736 notes · View notes
kpopsstuffs · 29 days
Text
Maybe I'm not in the right mindset to write this, but let me go on a tangent real quick. And I genuinely do not give a flying fuck if I get hate, but this needs to be said.
Maybe it's just me, maybe it's watching so many writers leave, maybe it's because I'm having a shitty day, but I'm so annoyed by the underappreciation some writers are getting on this app, and I'm sure as hell not talking about myself.
I've talked about this before, and I'll talk about it again. You guys are underappreciating some writers on this app, and slowly everyone is going to leave. The reason writers love sharing their work is because of their feedback.
You don't have to even write an entire 5-page essay on how you liked someone's fic, but rather just a "this was so well written" or "I loved it!"
I'm thankful for a community where I can write asks months later, but still get interaction or people thanking me for writing their fics and thoughts, but I also know some people who do not get the same thing, which is so frustrating.
In the past week and a half? I've seen so many amazing writers that inspired me to finally create my own account to share my thoughts with y'all, leave this app. Seeing them leave is frustrating because of the lack of engagement or interaction.
I'm begging you, please for the love of god, tell writers if you like their work. It is so dehumanizing writing to a bunch of bots and it just feels repetitive to the point where some writers don't want to write anymore.
Ju <3
132 notes · View notes
kpopsstuffs · 1 month
Text
my birthday will never be as important as jinnie’s 😭
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HWANG HYUNJIN, THE LOML.
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
And @kpopsstuffs too ig. it's kinda cool that it's your birthday or whatever.
14 notes · View notes
kpopsstuffs · 1 month
Text
he’s so cute omfggggg😭
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
australia's next top model ✨
1K notes · View notes
kpopsstuffs · 1 month
Text
Tumblr media
We just want to be the longest group in the world.
Happy 6th Anniversary, Stray Kids!
776 notes · View notes