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[lixiefe]

hi angel! i just want to say i love you!! have a great day, loves.

thank you! love you too bub :)

[lixiefe]

[swc fairy] "Pirates of the Caribbean" ✧˖°

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[lixiefe]

[swc fairy] "The Matrix" ✧˖°

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[lixiefe]

i will be fighting some people on here, i guess. why on earth does it fucking matter if anyone thought he was cheese? squidward is an octopus despite his name y'know lmfao 🙄🙄

bub im still laughing and this was so long ago

[lixiefe]

hii !! can i have a scenario with prompt 20 from the october reqs with chan? were the fem!reader works as a staff for the company and she definitely has feelings for him but because of work she’s afraid to say something to him or someone about it, but chan clearly has feelings for her but thinks she doesn’t because she only gives him that polite treatment you would give a boss? but anyway he tries to tell her that he likes her even tho she doesn’t seem interested. i hope this is okay, thank you in advance ! 🤍

I still have it in my drafts but so sorry! I can't do it anymore

[lixiefe]

Hi how are you doing luv I was wondering for the Oct req. could get 2 and 5 with seungmin please -💖

if i did it, then its in the masterlist, so sorry if i didnt!

#sparkle heart anon

[lixiefe]

22 from the prompt list:D my dumbass almost forgot to send this

I-

how come i never answered this

#moots #maya

[lixiefe]

Hello! Can I have a scenario from ur prompts oct reqs #28 with Seungmin x fem!reader please? Make it cute, hehe. Thank you!!

Its in my masterlist!

#so late omg #its been a year

[lixiefe]

[swc fairy] "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" ✧˖°

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[lixiefe]

[swc fairy] "Wicked Fairy Godmother" ✧˖°

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#i feel so sorry omg

[lixiefe]

[swc fairy] "Zombies" ✧˖°

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[lixiefe]

hello, its mal here.

This blog has been very inactive, and i'd like to say that you can consider this blog deactivated. This blog will only stay as an archive for my works, i won't be managing lixiefe anymore.

i think i've been quite detached from kpop, though i still have a few drafts on skz that i have no idea when i can finish. I don't feel much motivation to write for them anymore, though i do still stan them and support them to my fullest.

If you'd like to find me, i'm active on my anime blog, which is also a writing blog @keimisan .

As for the networks i've been in, thank you so much. you're free to exclude me from the networks! i'm really sorry for not informing earlier, i was still indecisive about if i wanted to continue writing or not, hence the delay.

It has been a great journey, with my amazing moots and anons and simply, writing for skz. But i'm afraid i have to leave it since i don't really feel the same anymore.

tagging my moots: @chaninfused @wingkkun @scxrlettwxtches @jeonginks + anyone i forgot since a lot you all deactivated 😅

Thank you so much to everyone who've supported me. I honestly am so grateful for each and every one of you, you all have been such great inspiration, help and friends to me.

Masterlist

this is the end of lixiefe

I wil be posting all of my inbox too :)

#skzwritersclub #inkidz #stray kids #skz #stray kids x reader #stray kids fanfiction #lixiefe

[lixiefe]

Welcome back :D-💖

sparkly heart anon! I'm not really back anymore i guess

[lixiefe]

Hi🙋‍♀️

-💛

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[lixiefe]

Pass the happy! 🌈😊 When you receive this, list 5 things that make you happy and send this to 10 of the last people in your notifications!

thank you so much bub! Giving it back to you :D

#moots

[lixiefe]

↪ as long as you're there - s. kawata

- in which kawata souya is far too comfortable for you. wc: 1,110

lowercase intended

songs: promise- jimin another day- stray kids

{currently incapable of fixing the banner, so pls bear with it being souta)

reposting because it wasn't appearing in the tags

your eyes are almost as good as closed by how your lids feel weighted by a ton of bricks, or how your lashes lazily kiss each other amidst the absurd drowse. you won’t say you’re sleepy, you never really were, much courtesy to unappreciated insomnia and the times where you’d closed eyes for hours but slumber never came your way. to the point that a slight burn in all its permanence had taken clear refuge in your eyes, sometimes hurdling and sometimes eliciting a tear or two to escape. to sum it up, you won’t say you’re sleepy, you were just undeniably tired; and probably a little famished too.

“are you sure? you look very tired,”— comes the voice of your dearest, plumbing through your minuscule urges of doze. you look at the front to see that he’d already settled netflix and a few store-bought snacks right beside it, ready for the home date you’d planned on, “we can do this another day, please tell me if you want to go back.”

“it’s fine,” you reply, adhering to a small smile as you pat the seat beside you, ushering him to claim his side of the bed. but souya, your absolute beloved, stares at you in worry; his turquoise orbs obstinate with disbelief. “can i take you home?” he asks, casting the remote aside.

“but i came to spend time with you, i don’t want to go home.”

souya takes in the dainty crease of your brows and the fatigued gleam of your pupils that had lost a little of its glistening brilliance. it’s adamantly visible how tired you were, how the darker bags beneath your eyes were begging for respite; but you’re as stubborn as your own slumber. so souya can’t say anything when you’re baiting your all-time-lucrative puppy eyes and telling him how eagerly you’ve looked forward to this home-date.

sometimes souya blames himself for getting carried away by your cutesy talk too much.

“come on?” you ask, a rather simple smile playing on your lips. souya gives in with a belated sign, “alright,” as he plops down on the seat beside you, keeping a visible distance in between.

you know for a fact that even after dating the boy for a while, he’s still hesitant with the tiny skinships that are supposed to be frequent. souya has immense respect for you, and for your personal space that you’d never specified to him- so he guesses the least of your boundaries through and thorough. which meant a prolonged reluctance whenever he wanted to hold your hand, or when he’d wished to embrace you in his arms, or simply when your propinquity was too close.

you take the initiative and lay your head on his thighs the moment the 20th century fox drumrolls into your vision, feeling perceptively how the boy flinches at the contact. you feel his muscles tense up in alarm, an inaudible ‘eek’ almost leaving his lips, and his hands that swing in the air- indecisive with where he could place them.

“hey,” you say, grabbing one of his hands closest to you as you pull him down. souya visibly sweats with apprehension reeking off him at its best. you look straight into his ocean eyes, “it’s alright, you know? relax.”

souya drops his hands into your submission, letting you engulf it within yours as you snuggle closer to his warmth. your shy yet dearest and beloved moves discreetly, at least he tries, before you feel a hand gently nudging your head with a cushion, “your neck will get sore,” he says. and you let him sneak the soft pillow under your head, let yourself become more comfortable on his lap.

it’s a piece of heaven broken and bestowed right into your hands, a column of peace and a gemstone of love graciously nipping at its outskirts. you wrap your fingers around souya’s thumb, pulling it right under your cheeks as you press a kiss to his knuckles. after a few more minutes and into the defiant female lead’s dialogues that whiff up your head like clouds, souya’s legs ease into normalcy, and his other hand sluggishly rests against your hair- softly stroking now and then. even though he doesn’t even realize how or when his fingers caress and entangle into your hair.

“souya,” you say, and his hands stop moving, switching his attention to you.

“yes?”

“m’ sleepy,” your voice sounds every bit of tired and drowsy as he makes it out to be, and souya suddenly feels a pinch at his chest when you clasp his hand closer to your neck, your fingers grabbing onto his thumb like it's your last means of survival. “should i turn off the movie then?” he asks, silently peeking at your side-profile.

“no…keep it going.”

he radiates confusion and a subtle wave of ‘what am i supposed to do right now' which emanates a somnolent giggle from your throat, the sound softly ringing his ears. he then goes through a sudden reawakening, saying, “should i turn down the sound, is it bothering you?”

“no, as long as,” you rub your cheeks against the calloused skin of his fingers, “nothing’s bothering,”— as long as you’re there, you mumble, unnoticed by the jittery boy.

souya remains quiet for a few minutes. the rhythm of his breathing and the comfort of his soothing scent wrapped around you weighs your eyes down. and before you know it, you’d fallen asleep with his hand in yours, his voice being the last of your memories.

and you swear it could never get better.

“then, umm,” the latter begins, “hey, how about this— y/n?” his free hand moves the hair concealing your face, and there he sees it, the softness of your sleeping figure; utter comfort etched onto your features as if you’d canceled the world out, picked the mellow shell of a silky cocoon and begun your slumber akin to a quiescent chrysalis.

"you fell asleep?"

souya bends to see the long-awaited quietude adorning your face, your soft and cadenced breaths fanning his fingers and your forehead devoid of any creases it’d held before. he smiles to himself, strangely enough, your home dates always ended up being sleepover dates, though souya really doesn’t mind. he finds it rather beautifully mysterious how his mere touch can get you over your lost slumber anytime, and he finds it absolutely advantageous that it’s him who has this effect on you- since he’d made it a habit to scrutinize your beauty and your charm in the flush of your cheeks, adoringly. to say the least, maybe it gets him to drowse off shortly after you, leaving the day’s worries to the back of his mind as your breath lulls him to sleep.

and he swears it could never get better.

#tokyo revengers

[lixiefe]

Y'know what, fuck this bullshit. I need to know y'all are actually against it.

Reblog this if you will NOT use or support Post+.

I hope to make @staff see how that is total bullshit. Tumblr will die without writers/creators.