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cloverfella · 1 year
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Some arts
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tiff and Chucky!
(Let’s pretend I can draw arms mkay? Pretty faces and pretty hands 🫶🏾🫶🏾)
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Friendly reminder that my art tag is #king’s paintbrush! And requests are slow, but open!
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fbpsdumbtklblog · 4 months
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these idiots mean so much to me istg <333
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puffy-fluffy272 · 4 months
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In this GIF, it looks like Paintbrush is being tickled!
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It's like someone turned invisible and started tickling them! >w<
The episode this part is from is, "Best Served Cold"
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yeetusfurrycake · 7 months
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ahhh i might digitalize the lee yin-yang ehehehh
yeah anyways hiiii have some school doodles augh ahgh disintegrats
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sungminxxx · 1 year
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❦ The Lost Paints❦
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masterlist!
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Summary: Felix wanted to paint the lovely nature that laid in the backyard of the not so Stray Kids' house, but realized his paints were missing. Felix knew Hyunjin had them, but jinnie didn't want to admit he was right. So Felix gave him a good lesson on how to be honest~
Positions: ler!felix, lee!hyunjin
Warnings: Tickle fic
Requested by: @sinsibbutwannabetoki
A/N: I am extremely sorry for the long wait!! I havezd had a lot going on. I'll try to get into more requests as soon as I can! . Sorry if this isn't the most well written thing I have made. I'm sick and very tired atm. (its 3am) Please excuse any misspellings! Enjoy this very late, but cute story!! ♡
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Its a relaxing day at the house. All the members had the day off and most of them decided to spend their day off outdoors, all besides Felix and Hyunjin.
Felix was in the living room, bored, thinking about something productive that he could spend his time doing. He thought for what seemed like forever, until he finally got it. He would paint a picture of the beautiful nature that lived just outside, in the backyard. The blonde brushed his hair off his face and got up from the sofa, gathering all his supplies and setting it up outside. After gathering mostly everything, Felix noticed he had one thing missing that was most certainly needed in order to complete his new mission. His paints. He checked his room, his art cabinets, and even the living room. He could not find them anywhere! He stood and thought for a moment. "Hmm.. maybe someone took them?.. but.. who?" More time went on. What other member loved painting? "..Hyunjin hyung!"
The freckled boy rushed over to the older boy's room, knocking at the door before coming in. There, Hyunjin laid on his bed reading a book with a dark red cover. After noticing his door had been opened, Hyunjin glanced up at Felix with a smile following. "Well hello~" he said, setting his book down next to him. Felix went to the edge of the bed and sat down. "Hi Hyungie, I have a question for you." Jinne scooted himself towards Lix. "What is it?"
"Have you seen my paints? I can't find them anywhere." He said. Hyunjin looked at the wall, then at the ceiling. "Uh.. I haven't seen them." The elders' movements were not missed by Felix. He knew that every time his Hyung lied, he would not look straight at someone's face. "Uh huh, are you sure? You're not looking at me.. you do that when you're lying, hyung.." This made Hyunjin go slightly red. "N-No.. sorry Lix." Felix knew his hyung had his paints, but it seemed like Hyunjin wanted to do this the hard way.. and oh boy, was Felix ready. "Yeah, okay.. I believe you." the freckled boy sarcastically said before laying Hyunjin down on the bed and straddling his legs and living his arms above his head using one of his hands.
The long haired boy went pink, already knowing whats about to happen. "haahh.. L-Lix.. whahat are you doing?-" The younger takes out one of his paint brushes from his little bag and pulled up his hyungs shirt. "Oh nothing~ I'm just gonna make my cutie hyung laugh for a little bit!!'' The second the sentenced finished, Felix began tracing his paint brush up and down Hyunjin's sides.. already earning a few squeaks from the older. "w-wHWhAHaHAHahhahhahaAT? nHohoHOho!! FehhehehelihihiX-" Hyunjin said, already giggling loudly. Felix enjoyed this. He loved watching his hyung giggle from all the ticklish feelings. It was adorable. As Hyunjin continued to giggle under Felix from the brushes light touches, the younger began to move closer to his ribs, and then up to his underarms. Oh boy, Hyunjin didn't know the amount of ticklish feelings he would get the minute the soft point of the paintbrush entered his death spot. The minute the older had felt the paintbrush touch his underarms, it was an easy win for Felix from there. "eheHEHAHAHAAHAHA!! N-NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHERE-!! FEHEHELIX-!!!" Hyunjin was losing his mind already, but of course this was not enough for Felix. "Why not here, hyung? I love tickling you here!!!" the freckled one said, swirling the paintbrush around in his hollows and drawing cute little doodles to add on. At this point, Hyunjin was kicking and bucking his hips in a horrible attempt to get his younger one off of him. Due to all the bucking, Felix began to laugh along with his hyung, finding it funny that no matter how hard Hyunjin tried to escape.. nothing would work. In fact, this only encouraged him to keep going. So he did. Continuing to torment his hyungs sensitive underarms, he decides to add on some... spice to the menu. Lix let go of the olders hands but quickly inserted his pinky into his hyungs bellybutton. This drove Hyunjin absolutely bonkers. The long haired boy was now trying to thrash around uncontrollably. It was adorable. Felix was only scratching ever so softly at his hyungs cute bellybutton. Due to the amount of ticklishness Jinnie was feeling, the younger only kept up his act for a little longer before stopping and getting off of his hyung. Hyunjin laid there for a moment, catching his breath and getting out the giggles he still had. "Y-yohOhou ahAhre the wohohorst-!!" Hyunjin said, finishing up his little giggle fit. Felix pretended to act offended. "Well thats what you get for lying to me, hyung!! I know you have my paints!!" The older one chuckled before getting up and going into his drawer, taking out Felix's paints. "Yeah yeah, okay kiddo. Here you go~" Hyunjin handed back the youngers paints, smiling. Lix giggled and took the paints from his Hyung. "Thank you!!" The freckled boy was on his way to walk out of Hyunjin's room, but he stopped and looked back towards his friend. "Hey.. do you think maybe I could paint a portrait of you, hyung? I was orignally gonna draw the nature in our backyard, but you're a lot more prettier!" he said, smiling. This made Hyunjin happy. "Really? Of course you can! I'm too stunning to say no!" The older joked before grabbing Felix's hand, walking out of the room together.
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multifandom-brainrot · 6 months
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Okay, hear me out: 2BDammed is very ticklish to paintbrushes. Like, specifically paintbrushes. Tricky somehow discovered this. (Don't ask me how lol.)
omg... omg You know what? I vibe with it, Tricky is wacky ass so I cant argue with you too much, he'd get into this scenario one way or another I could totally see this especially with the softer ones, and those ones with the small bristles for like detail or precision it makes me jumpy just to think about because I have a ton of soft paintbrushes HJSHJRHJ
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cutesmokes · 8 months
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I'm in love with paintbrush and lightbulb's relationship.
Day 19: Arms up
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fluffystuffies · 2 years
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Hi there! So a while ago you drew lee!paintbrush… how about lee!lightbulb now? :0
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Sure! I love Lightbulb so much-she’s so silly and she’d definitely be ticklish like, canonically if the creators weren’t cowards- (/j /lh)
Also, I wanna say these two hardly ever had tickle fights until Lightbulb found out Paintbrush was ticklish and now they have them all the time-
(Also, hope you don’t mind me adding Paintbrush as a ler-)
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cloverfella · 2 years
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Tickletober day 8: death spot
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Paintys bristles go brrrr
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WIP of the Chucky animatic for those interested
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Trust I’m doing the FULL song, and I’m planning on adding Andy atleast 3 times, Nica two more times, Tiffany 3 times, Jake and Lexy are in the next bit of the song, and a couple of my favorite kills.
AND I DIDNT FORGET ABOUT GG!!!’ It’d be a sin if I didn’t include them (human and doll form)
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fbpsdumbtklblog · 13 days
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wsg chat i wrote a lightbrush tkl fic :]
idk where else i can rlly post this so i guess itll just be here lol
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Happy Little Accident
(title suggested by @giggleeqween)
post s3/2 ii tickle fic
lee: lightbulb
ler: paintbrush
summary: lightbulb accidentally gets a ton of paint on herself, and paintbrush helps her wash it off- leading to some unintentional tiggles
word count: 807
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Paintbrush closed the lid on a can of paint and shoved it into their arms with the other ones they were holding. They had just finished a painting session with Lightbulb in the hotel’s art room and the two of them were cleaning things up now. “Here take these and I’ll get the rest of them.”
“Alrighty” Lightbulb held her arms out as Paintbrush handed her the paint cans. They grabbed the rest of them and they both started walking to the other side of the room to put them up.
“You got all those?” Paintbrush asked, noticing how Lightbulb was struggling a bit to keep all the cans in her arms.
“Mhm” Lightbulb nodded, trying to focus on keeping them balanced. She suddenly slipped on a stray piece of paper on the ground, letting out a startled yelp as she fell forward. The cans clanged loudly against the ground, busting open and quickly covering the floor in paint.
“Oh shit-!” Paintbrush swiftly but carefully set down the cans they were holding and helped Lightbulb up. “Are you okay?”
Lightbulb stumbled to her feet. “..Uh- y-yeah, I’m alright.” She rubbed her arm, which was a bit sore from the fall. A bit of paint smeared onto her hand, and she realized she was covered in it.
“...Omga”
“..Yeesh, uh- here- lemme clean the cans real quick and we’ll get you washed up.” Paintbrush quickly explained, putting the lids back on the paint cans and setting them upright on the ground. They ran over to the counter and grabbed a few paper towels, tossing them onto the spilled paint as an extremely temporary ‘fix’. Meanwhile Lightbulb stood there awkwardly with her arms half-raised and away from her body, the cold paint feeling very uncomfortable.
“Okay okay c’mere” Paintbrush brought Lightbulb over to the counter and opened the cabinets. They grabbed a small bucket and filled it with soap and water, taking out a scrub brush and dipping it into the bucket. “Gonna have to scrub that off- bear with me here this is gonna take a little bit.”
Lightbulb gave a small hum in response, letting Paintbrush hold her arm and begin gently washing the paint off. It felt a bit tingly, but she didn’t pay it much mind. That is until the brush moved up to her wrist and hand. A wobbly smile started forming on her face as the tickly feeling became more apparent. She snickered a bit, which Paintbrush picked up on. “Oh yeah I forgot you’re ticklish, uh.. that- that’s probably gonna make this a bit difficult..”
“..Oh, hm..” Lightbulb mumbled, tensing up a little as Paintbrush continued. She honestly didn’t mind it much, it was just a bit unexpected. Paintbrush got the rest of the paint off her arm and dried it with a paper towel, repeating the process on the other arm. Lightbulb shivered as the brush was moved to her neck. She did the stupid t-rex arm thing and tried to hold in her laughter.
Paintbrush smiled at her, finding her reactions cute. They gently dried the area with the paper towel and moved the brush down to her torso. They barely even touched it before Lightbulb flinched and recoiled back, curling in on herself. The two stared at each other for a moment, Lightbulb’s face turning red.
“..So uh.. maybe, uh- maybe we should do this some other way. ??” She suggested, smiling awkwardly.
Paintbrush raised an eyebrow and smirked at her. “C’mon Lighty we gotta get this done.” They tried to keep scrubbing the paint off but were met with the same reaction. They laughed in amusement. “Does it really tickle that much?”
“Yes!” Lightbulb was laughing with them.
“Hm… okay hang on I’ll try to make this quick.” Paintbrush pulled Lightbulb into their arms with her back against them.
“WaitwaitwAIT PAINTY-!!” Lightbulb squeaked and fell into hysterical laughter, flailing around as Paintbrush quickly scrubbed the brush on her torso. “Sorry- try to stay still!”
“I CAN’T!!” Lightbulb tried her best to stop moving so much, but it wasn’t working. She wouldn’t even be able to stand if Paintbrush hadn’t been holding her up.
“Okay okay hold on I’m just about done.” Paintbrush finished washing the paint off and set the brush back on the counter. They let go of her and let her recollect herself. Lightbulb flopped onto her back on the ground, taking her time to catch her breath. Paintbrush gently pat her head. “You good?”
Lightbulb gave a thumbs up in response. Paintbrush smiled at her. They grabbed another paper towel from the counter and handed it to Lightbulb. “You might wanna just do that yourself”
“Yeah probably” Lightbulb sat up and dried the soap and water off. Paintbrush grabbed her hand and helped her up after a minute. “Alright now help me clean up the floor.”
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ALSO I MADE SOME ART FOR IT :3
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ty for reading!
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fluff-a-nutter · 7 months
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Gangles Secret
((Ler!Jax Lee Gangle. SFW Only! Not a ship!))
Gangle sat on her bed sniffing quietly as she doodled in her journal. Her comedy mask had been broken again and drawing always helped her feel better. The ribbon character was drawing some slightly embarrassing sketches of herself being tickled silly. She had always wanted someone to gently tickle her, but she could never ask for it, so this was the next best thing.
Gangle was so deep into her doodles, she didn’t hear her door open or the sound of footsteps approaching.
“Hey crybaby, Ragatha says I’m supposed to come apologize for breaking your mask again so- heeeey, whatcha drawing?” Gangle nearly threw herself off her bed at the sound of Jax’s teasing voice.
“J-Jax! Nothing, just doodles!” She stammered out, holding her journal close to her chest. If she could blush, she would have been beet red in the face. Jax raised an unconvinced eyebrow and snatched the book from Gangle, causing her to cry out in a panic.
“Jax no!” The resident bunny snickered as he opened the notebook. Luckily, the more embarrassing stuff was more in the center.
“What, you drawing something nasty? My, my Gangle, I didn’t think you were so dirty minded.” Gangle whimpered and tried to grab her journal back, while Jax wandered in circles while he flipped absently through the pages. He had to admit, most of the sketches were actually pretty good.
“Dang, kid. You aren’t half bad at this drawing thing. I’m sure Caine would love you to design something for new scenes or- oh! What’s this?” Jax’s rare compliment was cut off as he saw Gangles tickle art. He looked at the drawings and then at Gangle, who looked ready to sink into the very ground.
“J-Jax…. Please don’t tell the others.” She whimpered, twisting her ribbon hands nervously. Jax’s cheeky grin faltered a bit. He was torn- on the one hand, he totally wanted to tell the gang. On the other hand, he was worried that might break poor Gangle, and loathe as he was to admit it, he cared about her feelings.
“Don’t worry. I won’t tell ‘em. Scouts honor.” Jax held up 3 fingers in a salute. Gangle relaxed a tiny bit.
“Yah know, if this is the sorta thing you want, I’d be happy to give it to you.” Jax said, closing the book and setting it to the side. Gangle looked stunned.
“R-really? You don’t think it’s weird.” Jax’s grin returned.
“Oh, it’s weird as [BLEEP]. But that’s nothing new here.” Jax plunked himself on the bed next to the drama character.
“So! What’ll it be? You want me to, Yah know.” Jax raised his hands and wiggled his fingers at Gangle, who couldn’t suppress the tiniest giggle.
“U-Uhmmmm….. okay. Just be gentle?” Jax smiled brightly and stood.
“I’ll be right back! Don’t move.” Jax sprinted out of the room, leaving Gangle confused and flustered. What on earth was Jax up to? She didn’t have to ponder this very long before the rabbit came back with an armful of tickly supplies. The sight alone made Gangle feel strangely giddy inside.
“Jax…. Wh-what is all that?” She asked as the bunny laid everything out.
“Just a few supplies. Your drawings had a ton of this stuff, so I thought you might like ‘em.” Jax explained gesturing to the assortment of feathers, paintbrushes, and what looked a bit like makeup brushes.
“O-oh…l-…..Jax you really didn’t have to go through all this trouble for me. It’s okay if you don’t want to do this.” Jax turned to face her, planting his fists on his hips.
“Are you kidding? What about me says I wouldn’t take this opportunity to mess with you?” Gangle fell silent. He did have a very good point.
“Now! Where to begin?” Jax drawled, pacing in a circle around Gangle, twirling a long feather between his thumb and index finger. He may have promised to keep her secret, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t gonna tease her relentlessly. Gangle giggled nervously as she eyed him.
“J-Jahahax. Don’t do that!” Jax smirked cheekily at her.
“Don’t what? I’m just trying to find a perfect spot to attack first.” Gangle squeaked and hid her face shyly at the teasing. Jax grinned viciously and swiped the feather under where he chin would be, causing her to squeal.
“EEK! Jax it tickles!” She tittered uncovering her face so she could halfheartedly bat the rabbit away. Jax smiled and retracted the feather, checking to make sure Gangle was alright. She gave him a wobbly smile.
“Y-you stopped.” She remarked. Jax nodded.
“Want me to continue?” He teased, flicking the feather across where Gangles stomach would be making her flinch with a fit of giggles.
“Y-yehehahahah.” Jax beamed and switched his feather out for a paintbrush.
“I was hoping you’d say that.” He replied using the brush to stroke shapes along Gangle’s mask, while his free hand skittered lightly between her middle ribbon loops making sure to keep his touch light, sending her into fits of bright laughter. When Jax switched tools again and used the makeup brush beneath her chin and along her jaw, Gangle squealed with laughter, hiccuping in between giggles.
“Jahahahax! *hic* Nohoho mohohore! Pleahehehease!” Gangle wrapped her satin hands around the bunny’s wrists and gently pushed, signaling that she was at her limit. Jax took the hint and ceased his tickles, dropping the brush.
“Heh, you okay Gangle?” He asked, while the masked character caught her breath.
“Hehehe yeah. Thanks Jax. I-I needed that.” She answered, smiling shyly at the purple rabbit. Jax waved her off.
“Hey, no problem. And, if you ever want more, you know,” Jax paused and wiggled his fingers lightly at Gangle,
“Just come visit your old pal Jax and I’ll getcha good.” Gangle nodded and smiled softly.
“O-okay. I’ll try.” Jax winked and stood.
“Oh, by the way. You really should smile more. Even without your comedy mask it’s nice.” Gangle made a flustered noise and chucked a pillow at Jax who ran out laughing. But she did feel much better and when she joined her friends for dinner, her comedy mask was fixed and waiting at her spot with a note that read,
“In case of emergency, here’s your smile.”
The small doodle in the corner was a messy self portrait of a certain rabbit. Gangle considered herself very lucky indeed.
A/N: Hey guys ! Thanks for reading! I was inspired by an incredible piece of art done by @unnamable-lee! The lee!gangle drawing they did was absolutely adorable, so naturally I had to write a fic for it. Hope you all enjoyed!
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yeetusfurrycake · 7 months
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The floor would probably sneak up on the others and tickle them with a random feather or leaf they found lying around
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dotaeisms · 1 year
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𝙨𝙠𝙯 𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 ☆ (𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾) ☆
song recommendation: ‘my universe’ (seungmin & i.n) (feat. changbin) ♪
an: this is my first post! i’m new to tumblr, so please go easy on me T^T
📂; use of the word daddy (x2), bullet points, bolds are a summary, use of pet names (sweetheart, my love, my rose), pure fluff
𝙟𝙞𝙣𝙞 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜...
< 🐺 > BANG CHAN; 
the dad who definitely coaches the kids soccer team, because why wouldn’t he?
all the ladies wanna flirt with him, but he doesn’t want them
y’know craig from dream daddy? yeah, basically him
the proudest dad ever! kid forgets their dance on stage? cries on stage? picks flowers during a soccer game? still buys them flowers or ice cream
the best for laying the child on his chest, cradling them as they both fall asleep :(
‘goodnight sweetheart, i love you so much’ then he’s just out
his go to sleep cartoon is big hero 6, it’s just so nice to watch alongside his kid, and they both fall asleep to it on the couch together
the biggest worry wart ever :( he just wants to make sure his family is always safe and sound, and always misses them when he’s away.
< 🐰 > LEE KNOW; 
the funny parent
when he gets playful, he chases his kids around the house, pretending to be a monster
the type to lay on the couch, his kid laying in front of him, stroking their hair as if they were a cat (he was a cat dad before a becoming a real dad) 
he thinks his kids deserve the entire world
somewhat of a karen, if his kids ever get bullied he will be confronting their parents to make them stop, he takes no bs!
the stay at home dance dad, makes homemade food all the time, and it’s the best. 
< 🐷🐰 > CHANGBIN; 
this makes me feel so soft and sad omg i love him sm
he loves to lift them up with his arms, whooshing them around like their flying or a superhero
similar to chan in the sense, his chest is the best for cuddling. the sheer warmth and protection? AUGH
‘yeah? you wanna learn how to lift weights too? maybe when you’re older my love.’
big on pinky promises :(
definitely speaks to them in his aegyo voice, and the kids love it so much
he’s just a little kid in a short grown mans body, he gets along with his children so well, it’s so cute.
loves the park, specifically the swings and the slide
they are truly his child, as they are a huge daddy’s baby, only ever listening to him, and following his actions. 
< 🥟 > HYUNJIN;
ART DAD
he definitely paints with his kiddo on his lap, helping them hold the paintbrush in their tiny hand, guiding them to leave a few strokes on his masterpiece
spoils the kid out of their mind
strolls around the mall with the kid in their stroller and him with a starbucks iced americano in his hand, sunglasses on and everything 
makes sure kkami acts nice around kids, as the now second love his life needs to respect the new first love of his life
lets the child cuddle on his waist or arms :( he just rubs their back and strokes their hair
calls his kid ‘lavender’ or ‘rose’, just silly nature sensory words because it embodies how beautiful they are to him
‘wow! the painting is going along beautifully my rose, i’m so proud of you.’
(maknae line) 
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stayfortwominutes · 9 months
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💭 reaction | hyunjin & seungmin (part two)
prompt; "what do you need?" "... a kiss"
disclaimers; written in second person perspective, very amateur descriptions of kissing, no depictions of the members' personalities, actions or thoughts reflect their true character.
pairing; SKZ members x gender neutral reader
content; fluff, comfort, established relationships | total word count; 1 k
related; part one ー lee know & changbin
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"how's it going, hyunnie?"
you uttered, your voice a little strained as your jaw was tilted in an upwards fashion. you spoke through slightly puckered lips in an attempt to maintain your posture. hyunjin begged you let him paint you, or more specifically: your lips.
he guided you to his studio, placed a stool close to his easel and positioned you to his liking. hyunjin was initially focused on capturing your side profile, angling you so the streams of sunlight that poured through the sheer curtains illuminated three-quarters of your face, highlighting his one of his favourite features about you: your supple lips and prominent cupid’s bow.
although, you couldn’t quite wholeheartedly agree with his sentiment, you had learnt your lesson not to argue with hyunjin. one evening, he spent hours showering you with affection and praise. vivaciously tracing every inch of your face with his eyes and gentle fingertips: committing the scene to memory. hyunjin was mesmerised by the creases that formed around your eyes when you smiled as the apples of your cheeks bloomed. trepidity repleted in the pit of hyunjin’s stomach, in fear he would forget your intricate, delicate lines if he waited a moment longer.
but you believed if life imitated art, then hyunjin was a renowned painting, coveted across centuries by millions who were eager to catch a glimpse of the light that radiated from such refined beauty.
“i can’t capture the shape right,” he chewed thoughtfully at the tip of his paintbrush before bringing it horizontal to his eye level, as he peeked over with his left eye shut, trying to hone his focus in on the contour of your mouth.
a disillusioned sigh falls sounds from him, as his shoulders deflate, and his previous enthusiasm abates. hyunjin felt he encountered the same torturous fate Da Vinci suffered as he kept reworking the outlines and shading of your lips.
you break from your pose, moving to stand behind him, wrapping your arms around him.
“hey, don’t be so hard on yourself. maybe i can help? here, take a closer look at me.” you step to the side, hands moving to rest against his arm.
hyunjin exhales slowly, the two of you bathe in a comfortable silence. with your eyes trained on his, you notice the spark in his irises resemble those of fizzling embers. he hangs his head abashedly, fiddling with the paintbrush, but soon returns your gaze. you miss the sly glint that flickers in his eyes.
"i think there is a way you can help me,” he reaches for your hand.
“what do you need?” you reply in a heartbeat.
“a kiss,” his coy tone conceals the pixieish thoughts that float through his mind and you nod, thinking innocently of the suggestion.
gingerly bringing you into his lap, his left arm circles your hips, securing you in place, whilst his right-hand cups your jaw. he leads with series of languid, fluttering pecks. then as you unwind, leaning into his embrace, your hands interlacing behind his neck, he gently coaxes your lips apart. hyunjin hungrily explores your mouth as crimson douses the empty canvases of your cheeks. the kiss fervently fuelled by a reverent desire to appreciate the fine art he proclaims you are.
breathlessly you separate, his head nuzzles into the crook of your neck.
“now that, that was inspiring.”
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member; seungmin | wc. 560+
trailing behind your husband, you bundle your fists into the sides of his pyjama top. seungmin was sulking. he had been betrayed by you, his life partner.
when you had willingly continued to watch the ending to the finale of your shared weekly drama series. he believed the act alone was vile. you naturally defended yourself.
“i mean, you snooze you lose. come on, we can watch it again and i’ll treat it as if that was the first time i’ve seen it.” your charming tone quickly morphs into a whine as you plead your case.
“please, make me my morning coffee, i’ll do anything for you.”
“anything?” a smug look plasters seungmin’s face as he stops squarely in front of the coffee machine in the corner of the kitchen. your hands fall from the sides of his shirt. he looks you up and down, eyes a little squinted, a false sense of chagrin painted over his features.
you were clad in one of his favourite baseball tee shirts. it was oversized, dropping to your mid-thigh.
even after all the years you spent together, it would be a lie if seungmin denied that he was sent into an internal frenzy by your disarmed state.
the way you lazily tugged on his sleeve to gather his attention, bleary puppy dog eyes seeking his affirmation with your lips drawn together in a pout. he could only find one word to describe you: cute.
“what do you need?” you tentatively ask, waiting for him to conceive a sarcastic comment.
the words roll off his tongue with unsung ease. “a kiss?”
a silence dawns upon the two of you. your husband did not have a habit of asking so directly for affection. his usual disposition favoured a push and pull dynamic – you pushed, he pulled.
he busies himself with the expresso maker, routinely measuring out two portions, one for himself, and one for you. “ah,” he notices his mistake, “i’ve already prepared extra, don’t let it go to waste.”
you move deftly, snaking your arms around his waist and pressing your cheek to his broad shoulders.
“oh, you’re the best! and only for a single kiss” you singsong teasingly. seungmin tries to wriggle from your grasp, but his fatal mistake was turning to face you ー or so you thought.
you cage him in your arms, hands leaning against the counter edge and pinning him in place. a rosy hue crawls from his neck and bleeds into the tips of his ears.
you look up at him, moving one had to cup his jaw, desire glazes both his and your eyes.
you brush your lips over his, exchanging a sweet breath together.
"more," he insists in a husky, low voice. his tone has the hairs on the nape of your neck standing, as a shiver cascades down your spine.
making no further efforts to move away, you continue chasing his pillowy lips. a warm hand rests against the back of your neck, and the other at your hip, keeping you in place. you soften in his hold, feeling your knees grow weak. your stomach a bundle of butterflies as your heart swells in exhilaration.
in these moments, seungmin's love was saccharine. like the first sip of a syrupy iced latte, where the sugar perfectly clouds the bitter, and you savoured it till the last drop.
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૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა note; even though i chose this prompt, i feel a little shy posting these. i did enjoy the challenge that came with trying to write more concise yet intimate moments. please enjoy and reblog if you like, thank you. 💖 please check out the original post from @scealaiscoite for the prompt! © stayfortwominutes ; september 03, 2023.
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