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skz317cb97 · 1 year
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Okay I read something like this for another fandom and it was actually soo good.
I was wondering if you'd write something with Bang Chan/Chris in mind if you're taking any fic requests :)
In a world where upon their first touch, soulmates (Bang Chan/Chris x female reader) are overcome with a sudden and overwhelming need to fuck each other
Please and thanks if you can
Office Space
Bang Chan × Female reader
Word count: 1.8K
Synopsis: You live in a world where one touch of your soulmate will ignite a pathological urge to consummate your bond. What happens when you bump into the cute guy from the office and it appears as though you've found your match?
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A/N: 18+ ONLY! I hope this is to your liking! I had fun writing it! Such a great idea! Than you so much for sending it in! If you all like this one give it a reblog, like, comment, hit up my ask box, whatever! As always warnings and smut below the cut!
Warnings: 18+ ONLY MDNI! Cursing/strong language, semi public sex in a locked office no one knows), unprotected sex (please use condoms), cream pie. I think that's it not anything too crazy but if I missed something please let me know and I'll add it asap!
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The same thing happened to everyone. Once you turned twenty-one, if you came into physical contact with your soulmate your body had an overwhelming primal desire to claim each other physically. Fuck. It was a big talking point when you start going through sex ed in junior high. You heard the same thing you always did with anything else that had to do with sexual education. ‘It’s perfectly normal’ or ‘It happens to everyone’.  
No matter how true that was, it didn’t make the topic any less uncomfortable to talk about for some people, you being one of those people. You avoided anything that had to do with soulmates but when you turned twenty-one you went to a psychic with some friends and the lady who read your fortune said that your soulmate’s name would be Chris and his last name had something to do with a gun or fireworks, an explosion maybe, she wasn’t sure and you weren’t buying any of it.  
By the time you were twenty-five a few of your friends had already found their soulmates. You didn’t have time for that nonsense. Your career was your soulmate. You were the lead of your department’s team and it was no easy feat getting to that position.  There were eight other teams all the leads for those departments were men.
Most but not all of them you had met in passing regularly. There was one that you had never even been introduced to but you heard people calling him Chan. You couldn’t lie to yourself, he was gorgeous. Strong nose, kind eyes, pouty lips, shoulders for days, and well, he definitely had a good tailor because his ass... You had to stop thinking like that, you didn’t know the man. You didn’t know his last name, you had never even heard his voice.  
Well, that was about to change really soon. Today when you got to work the head of your branch was pulling all team leads in for a meeting so you and the eight other men, including Chan, had to meet in meeting room three immediately after lunch. Around one thirty all nine of you promptly met your boss.
There were eight other people there and you were trying not to be distracted by one person in general. It was difficult, you didn’t know why. You were able to keep up with the meeting but about halfway into your boss's third bullet point you were getting warm and took off your sweater. The dress you wore was sleeveless, you were hoping you could cool off. You were trying not to look at him but your eyes found him anyway as you shrugged your cardigan off. When you did you found his eyes already on you, something in them.  
“Chan?” Your boss had called him twice now and he snapped out of it and realized you noticed him staring, he quickly looked away. You could see his ears turning red. 
“Yes sir?” Your boss asked Chan to present what his team had been working on this quarter, asked a few questions about Chan’s team, and where he’d like to see things go in the next quarter. Chan had an answer for everything and it came out as smooth as butter with his thick Australian accent, which you had not been expecting.
When Chan was done the boss called on you to do the same thing. You stood and started walking forward as Chan was headed back to his seat. The walkway was narrow, you went to step around each other but stepped in the same direction, you both kind of nervously laughed and then stepped in the same direction again. 
“Sorry,” His slender fingers gently gripped your shoulder and he stepped behind you. His cologne was intoxicating and it was like one touch set your whole body on fire. When he passed you and headed to his seat you looked behind you for a second but he was already pulling out his chair. You tried to ignore the feeling in the pit of your stomach and focused on your presentation.
One by one all of the guys had to go up and do the same thing. It drug on forever if felt like. The throbbing between your legs was unbearable, you didn’t think you could press your thighs together any harder. Chan just seemed to be intently listening to whichever one of the guys was presenting, seemingly unbothered. Finally your boss dismissed you all you were thanking the stars you could finally get out of there and away from Chan before you made a fool of yourself. Just before you could make your haste, exit Chan called your name. 
“Oh excuse me, y/n? Would you mind coming to my office and running over a couple things about your team that I think I’d like to implement with mine?” You almost choked. 
“Y-your office?” He nodded; he was acting perfectly normal. You’d thought, well... you’d thought maybe he was your soulmate with the way you were feeling but apparently, you're just a horny perv that thinks about fucking their co-workers. 
“If you’re busy...” You didn’t want to seem impolite or like you weren’t a team player, he was really giving you a huge compliment by asking for such a thing. You just needed to get a hold of yourself. 
“No! Uhehm, no I’m not busy... I’d be happy to go over whatever you’d like.” That sounded like more than it should have you felt like but he still seemed totally nonchalant. He bowed and then led the way, you following the trail of whatever cologne he was wearing. Chan opened the door and let you in first.
You walked into his office nervous, hoping you could keep control of yourself because you had never felt so out of control in your life. As soon as you were in his office Chan came in too, then shut and locked the door. You turned to him and he walked up on you quickly. Your heart started racing, his hands gently cradled your face, his now a breath away from yours. 
“God please tell me you feel this too.” You were so relieved, you pulled him into a kiss as your answer. You had to taste his lips, they looked so juicy, a little red from worrying at them. You pulled away for a breath and backed towards his desk pulling him by his tie gently. He had a wicked smile on his face and followed. You sat on the desk legs spread, skirt riding up a bit and Chan nestled himself between your thighs, gripping your hips before kissing you again. You wrapped your arms around his wide shoulders and scooched forward. 
“I’ve had the biggest crush on you since I started here.” He admitted suddenly, lips hovering over yours. You couldn’t help how big your smile got. 
“Really?” He nodded biting at his lips and then kissing you again, his tongue sliding into your mouth, tasting you until oxygen was needed. 
“I’ve always noticed you too, it’s always kind of scared me.” You panted out. One of Chan’s hands was on your waist the other tracing your jaw.  
“You don’t have to be scared baby girl.” You felt warm all over hearing him say that. 
“I know.” You lifted your skirt more then hooked your fingers into the side of your panties and pulled them over, exposing your dripping sex to him. He looked down and his mouth watered but then he forced himself to look back up at you. 
“Are you sure?” You nodded and pulled at him desperately. 
“Mhmm.” You needed him. Chan started to unbuckle his pants, pulling them down and just as he was about to pull down his briefs, exposing the large outline in them, he realized something. 
“Oh... uh... I don’t have a condom.” You looked at him sweetly, a little shy, you always were when it came to this stuff. 
“Well... it’s just... together forever, right? I mean, that’s what this means... doesn’t it?” Chan cupped your face and nodded his eyes sparkling. 
“Together forever.” He kissed you softly. 
“I’m on the pill, so... it’s okay.” He shook his head, then dropped his underwear and you got a full view of what had been straining against the stretchy fabric of his briefs. You gnawed at your lips and he didn’t waste time. Chan wrapped your legs around him and lined up with your wet hole. When he sank into you it finally made sense.  
“Yes... fuck... f-feels so good baby girl. Please wanna hear you say my name, tell me how you want it beautiful.” 
“Chan yes fuck... harder, fuck me harder...” Chan fucked you harder, panting and moaning just as much as you. You loved how he wasn’t scared to make a little bit of noise for you. Not enough for anyone outside the office to hear but enough to make you drip for him. Chan shook his head no. 
“C-call me Chris...” 
“What?” You stopped him and looked into his eyes, your soulmate’s eyes. 
“C-Chris, my real first name is Chris...” I’ll be goddamned, you thought to yourself. 
“What’s your last name?” He smirked at you with a funny look on his face, laughing a little. 
“Seems like an unusual time to ask. Wanna know what yours is gonna be in the future?” You flushed and smiled. 
“It’s Bang.” He kissed you. The fucking psychic was right. 
“Why does everyone call you Chan?” He pushed a stray hair away and you couldn’t help but lean into his warmth. 
“It’s my middle name and there is a lot of Chris’ on our team. So I go by Chan in the office, but everywhere else, I’m Chris and I’d very much prefer to be Chris when I’m inside you. He rolled his hips and your eyes rolled back.  
“Mmmm Chris...” He started fucking you harder egged on by you using his actual first name. 
“huhuhu Chrisss...” Harder harder harder he kept pounding into you. He loved it he wanted more. 
“C-C-Chr-risss... g-gonna... gonna cum.” A light sweat was starting to break out on Chan’s forehead as he pushed you harder towards your climax. Your arms wrapped around him hand fulls of his beautiful curls. 
“God fuck I’m gonna cum too... fuck! Cum with me baby girl... cum with me.” He snapped his hips into yours again, brushing your g spot and you went nose diving into your orgasm clutching onto his muscular frame tightly, gasping for air. As soon as your cunt started clenching around Chan he started coming too, pushing deep inside as he filled you.
You both held each other, your legs wrapped around him, foreheads pressed together, trying to catch your breath. Once both your heartbeats returned to normal Chan helped you off his desk and pulled your skirt down for you. You adjusted his tie and he leaned in kissing you again. 
“Uh do you maybe wanna grab some dinner tonight?” You smiled and tried to help tame his curls a bit after mussing them when you came. 
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chanstopher · 11 months
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Thanks for always giving us updates on all things Bang Chan/Chris!! You're soo appreciated!!! Love ya!!
omg thank you for being excited about him w me 😊 ILY!!!!!!
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✨What's a fic you've posted you wish you could breathe life into again and have people talking about it? (or simply a fic you wish got more credit)
this one's sooo tricky ! because it's so subjective.... i suppose i'd have to say Purple Flame and anything that has to do with Nyaldra. it's a world i have many ideas and unpublished works for, but i'm also oddly protective of it so i never publish those? idk ahhaha
i haven't read Purple Flame in long time, though, so maybe it isn't as good as i remember it to be sdjfhskjdf
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kpopcrazed · 10 months
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🎶✨️when u get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, publish. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool)🎶✨️
Stray Kids - Item
Ateez - Bouncy (K-hot Chilli Peppers)
Lil Durk - Broadway Girls
Villian - Nugu
Megan Thee Stallion - Plan B
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Texting best friend!Stray Kids "I lived bitch" after an accident
Warnings : food mention, swearing, hospital mention, car accident, sex jokes, murder joke (minho)
A/N : Hello I am back !!! So much new content coming at you soon !!! Really excited to share the things I've been working on 💕💕💕
A/N 2 : As I posted this I found out/remembered about Minho, Hyunjin, and Seungmin's accident. I apologize for the poor timing in posting. This was not meant to make a joke about their accident. I'm glad they're okay. This is genuinely meant to just be a silly text post. I wish for the speedy recovery of the members involved in the accident 💕
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mazeinthemiroh · 8 months
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[9:23pm] chan grinned at your lying body that was currently splayed out on the floor.
visiting australia with your ever so handsome boyfriend had it's perks, but damn, you weren't used to the heat.
consistent, heavy and unmerciful, barely cooling even at night time.
he couldn't help but laugh as you groaned dramatically into the carpet beneath you.
"i think i'm melting," you breathed out, a cheek pressed against the carpet as you splayed out like a starfish. he chuckled uncontrollably and made his way over to you.
"it's not that bad," he teased, angling a fan in your direction which only really blew hot air in your face.
"not bad enough to resist my cuddles?" he said, and before you had time to react, he spooned you from behind and attacked your neck with kisses.
"stoppp! you're sweatyyy" you groaned and tried to wriggle out of his strong grasp but he wasn't having it, giggling like a child in your ear as he snuggled closer to you.
and finally you gave up, relaxing in his grasp, exasperated.
"you're lucky i love you enough to stand this heat," you grumbled and pouted, crossing your arms, "and your cuddles at the same time."
he had a massive smile resting on his face. the air of the fan whisked over your bodies in a peaceful sort of way.
"i appreciate you. you know that right?" he mumbled in your ear, kissing your temple. "for being here, for supporting me, for loving me."
"yeah i know," you leaned a bit closer to his body, despite being sweaty yourself. you didn't feel that it mattered anymore.
"i will love you in sickness and in health," you said dramatically, "in summer and in winter! in heat and in snow!"
"well it's good to know no matter what season, we'll be cuddling like this. no conditions can tear us apart," he said assertively, and you rolled your eyes, a part of you feeling as though you were being cuddled against your will. but the other half, the stronger half, made no effort to move away.
"whatever you say, baby."
you melted into his touch.
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wild-lavender-rose · 1 year
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You and Legolas hiding your relationship from the Fellowship would include...
Warning: Brief mention of sex
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- Intentionally walking at opposite sides of the group during the day.
- Consulting one another through looks instead of words whenever Gandalf, Gimli, Boromir, and Aragorn are debating which route to take.
- Speaking in elvish whenever the chance arises for the two of you to be alone out of Gandalf and Aragorn’s earshot.
- “You look stunning today, my love.”
- “I can hardly bear to be apart from you.” You’d breathe, glancing over at the others. “If we were to reveal our engagement, I believe that they would take it well.”
- Legolas doesn’t want your attachment to compromise the quest, his logic something you respect but don’t necessarily agree with.
- But he makes it up to you at night, after everyone has gone to sleep and the two of you have volunteered for night watch.
- Legolas takes you by the hand, leads you a little ways into the woods, and proceeds to make love to you for hours.
- Whispering apologies, kissing every inch of your skin, worshipping your body to make up for every single moment he did not touch you during the day.
- It is nothing short of an absolute miracle that the two of you have not woken anyone up.
- Furthermore, it is another miracle that nothing has attacked the rest of the Fellowship in their sleep because you and Legolas are quite distracted, to say the least.
- It isn’t until after the Fellowship loses Boromir and the hobbits that you reach your breaking point.
- You’re up to your knees in water, helping Legolas with the boats when your hands touch and everything stops.
- You look up at him, tears in your eyes, and then before you can think you’re falling into his arms.
- “Hold me, Legolas. Hold me, please.”  
- Aragorn and Gimli appear on the shoreline just as Legolas kisses you long and deep.
- Gimli bursts out laughing while Aragorn simply smiles.
- Of course, they both knew the entire time.
- So did everyone else.
- Most nights it had been Aragorn and Boromir who had gotten up and taken watch after you and Legolas had snuck into the forest.
- They consider your engagement to be a breath of happiness after the journey’s sadness.
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Confession | Bang Chan
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Summary: you accidentally send a confession text to best friend!chan
Warnings: mentions of anxiety
Notes: idk why I'm so overwhelmed with the feeling of this scenario, but my GOD would I loved to be in his arms rn
@minnysproutgriffinteddy I really hope you enjoy this as much as I did making it!
Oh, you did it now.
Your hands grip your hair at the roots, panic seeping into your system. Your cellphone fell onto your lap when you quickly dropped it, the screen open and brightly showing your worst nightmare. Your heart was pulsating against your chest as anxiety pumped the blood faster.
The accidental confession text was staring back at you. Chan's message in response was that you "needed to talk" and he was heading over now. If you thought your heart couldn't sink any lower than it already had that evening, you were unfortunately quite wrong. The sound of your doorbell rang throughout your apartment, signalling your best friend's arrival. He was there to confront you on your text. Confront you about your feelings.
You only meant to joke about it like you always did. Only meant to tease Chan for complimenting your outfit a little too much. You knew it meant nothing for him to address your attire, as you both casually did so often enough. But your little joke somehow warranted an intrusive thought to confess. The entire reason he was now at your place at 2am was because your impulsiveness took over and before you could contemplate sending, your thumb already sent the message. Now, you were sitting awfully still in your bedroom, praying he went away.
He didn't. The doorbell rang a second time. You glanced down to your phone, noticing it flashing a new message from your best friend. Chris was now wondering if you were even home, and if calling would be better. You really had no choice but to answer him, knowing he would ring your phone fairly soon if you didn't respond. After all, you can't go from continuous texts to leaving him absolutely ghosted after you confessed.
At least, it wasn't right.
You tossed your phone back onto the bed as if it burned you. "Oh my god!" You whisper shout into the air, staring at your thrown phone like it was poisonous. "Oh my god!"
Barely finding the strength, you stood on your wobbly legs and ran to open your apartment door. The last thing you wanted was for Chan to panic and believe you were in danger of any sort, potentially bringing other people into your business out of worry. If you didn't answer soon, he would only assume the worst.
"What am I going to do?!" Your hands fly up to your mouth, teeth sinking into your nails as your bad habit resurfaces. The embarrassment had sunken so far at that point, you contemplated just faking your death anyway. It would potentially be much easier to deal with then having to face your best friend after confessing your long-term crush on him. Besides, who were you going to be able to consult with after this? When he was the one you sought all comfort from.
Finally finding it in you, your hands landed on the door handle. Tightening your grip around it, you pull it open to meet your best friend's worried face. You could see the relief fall on his expression when he saw that you were alright. His tousled hair, pajama shorts and black hoodie indicated he had rushed over from his dorms.
"Chris..." your voice drifts off, unsure how to address the situation. Your eyebrows were furrowed and lips curled back in hesitation.
What you weren't expecting was Chan to enter the apartment, hand briefly hitting the door and forcing it firmly shut. His free hand immediately raised up to your face, dipping past it and into the hair beneath your ear. The light pressure he added to the tips of his fingers guided you to tilt your head to the side, his face swooping down to meet your lips. The force to his movement pushed you back against the hallway wall, his left hand coming up to steady himself against it.
You felt the surprise wash over your senses as his lips engulfed your own, molding into you. You couldn't help raising your hands to his waists, only lightly gripping his hips in fear of acting too far. Still, the sweet kiss had you absolutely melting in his hold. Your eyes clenched shut tightly.
Chris pulled away after a moment to catch his breath. His forehead rests tenderly against yours, a smile gracing his pink lips as he meets your gaze. "I don't think you understand how much it means to me that you have felt the same."
Your heart beat could be heard so vividly. "Christopher Bang, you let me go through this embarrassment this entire time?"
He laughs lightly, breath fanning your cheeks. "Trust me, you were not alone. I felt like my soul left my body when I saw that text."
"I think I may have missed a few things here," you say. The way his eyes were staring into yours made it seem so obvious he was in love with you. You weren't sure if they had always looked like that, now wondering if you just never noticed. You wanted to look away from the intense emotion, but it kept you still like a magnet.
"I've wanted to confess to you for a very, very long time. I let many opportunities escape me and had recently settled for leaving us the way things were. I would have rather kept you close to me as a best friend than push you away by confessing. It wasn't important to me what you were, as long as it was with me."
Your lips form into a soft smile, hands coming up to wrap around his neck. "Oh, Chan. I never knew you could be such a romantic."
With that, you pulled his head down back to your lips, begging to feel it all over again. The one hand on the wall moved to your waist, sliding to reach the small of your back to push you closer. Your body pressed firmly into his as he made you feel things you never thought you'd be able to with him. With every connection of your lips, Chan whispers his feelings for you, filling up every one of your senses with his love.
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stayandot8 · 1 year
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(y)Our World
Genre: angst turned fluff
Relationship type: sort of exes, later reunited
Important Contents: starts with reader going through the motions of life, not really present
a/n: Here's the part two I didn't think I was going to write. Thank you to the ones who asked for it, I think this ending is definitely better. 😚
tagging @minnysproutgriffinteddy and @whyyougottadothatbro because they were the ones who asked. I hope this lives up to your expectations. 😂 I wrote with you in mind. Also wanted to tag @binnies-minsung-fanclub @bangtanmix73 and @felixs-voice-makes-me-wanna because they told me they wanted to be tagged when I wrote this part since they helped me with the idea. So. There you go. 🩵
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Days passed, each end of our communication silent. They passed slowly for me, not ready to admit to myself what I thought I knew to be true. Every day the same thing: open my eyes, check my phone for any sign of life or wanting to talk from Chris, realize with a sunken heart there was nothing, drudge through the day and act like my life wasn’t emptier than before I had met him. The sun didn’t shine. Literally. It rained all week long, the grass was flooded and the water was starting to impede the streets for cars to drive down. And even more dreadful to walk through on my way to work, the only thing keeping me from falling completely apart. 
Closing up shop for the day, I locked up the doors and sighed at the constant rain I was so tired of staring at through my bedroom window. The smell of the rain was the only good thing about it. I started my walk back to my apartment when I felt my phone buzz in my back pocket. I stopped dead in my tracks, heart starting to race. Was it him, finally reaching out? I slowly reached back for it, bracing myself for what it might say. I kept my eyes up as I brought the bright screen to my eyes, still trying to calm my heartbeat until I noticed the icon that popped up; the calendar icon. I rolled my eyes at the initial glance, at the hope that still was forced to the forefront. I hope that will fade one day… 
Upon further reading, my heart dropped to my stomach. It was a reminder for the Stray Kids concert happening tonight that Chan had gotten me tickets for. I could see the ticket and the pass in my mind’s eye laying on my kitchen counter, waiting for me. I still care about them. Maybe I’ll go to support the rest of them, at least. Wouldn’t want it to go to waste… And I didn’t. He had gotten the pass specifically because I had asked. His face had lit up like a kid on Christmas when I told him I wanted to go to a concert. 
“Really?! You want to see us?! Okay, I’ll call our manager right now and get you the best seat he can find. Oh, it’s going to be so great! I can’t wait!” He ran off after kissing me full on the mouth to make that phone call. I later got texts from the other seven members, telling me how excited they were that I would be attending. I couldn’t let them down. At least that was what I told myself as I got to my apartment, got dressed in some dark jeans and a Stray Kids t-shirt that would let me blend in with the rest of the assumed crowd. It still smelled like him. I stole it from him and he claimed not to notice when I wore it around him. ‘It looks better on you anyways’ he had said. So I kept it, another little piece of him to keep with me wherever I took it. That was when it hit me.
I was going to see him again and he didn’t know I was coming. I could watch him and gauge how I felt when I saw him, able to delve into that mixture of whatever sadness and longing I was feeling and judge for good if I truly wanted to let him go. The thought alone was causing bouts of nausea, having to let him go but I would do it if I couldn’t bear it. 
Following the crowd of excited people through the arena, I couldn’t help feeling the buzz throughout the entire place. Lines of people waiting for merchandise, lines waiting to get food in the different areas. The excitement was palpable, fluttering through the conversations of different fans squealing over their favorite boy, boys I knew personally and would be able to text and all as I wanted. I knew then how much that would mean to the people around me. Different signs were carried under the arms of so many fans, saying things like ‘Rock, Paper, Scissors! Loser blows a kiss’ and so many funny cartoons and drawings of things the boys had done. Each of them made my heart warm just a little more, thawing out the ice that had formed. They had created such a community that anyone was welcome, little did they know who truly walked amongst them. 
I needed help from the venue staff to find my seat, near the back of the floor and off to the side. I would be able to see them, but it would be difficult for them to see me. The perfect spot. Especially now. The video started to play as everyone else found their seats, the screams of excitement going from a dull roar to piercing the eardrums of everyone in the singular room as the circular contraption on the ceiling started to lower.
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Watching him only proved he loved what he did. And that I loved him for it. 
Whatever I was feeling before the music started playing was irrelevant as the eight of them started performing, I was entranced by the collective unit they performed as. Even when they broke off to do their own individual interactions with fans. But what really hit me was one specific part with Seungmin. Chris, Minho, Jeongin, and him were all doing their individual songs, waiting for the others to come back. And Seungmin broke into a familiar melody. 
One touch and you got me stoned
Higher than I’ve ever known
You call the shots and I follow
A shadow came over Chris’s face as he recognized the familiar tune. I introduced this song to him when I was trying to tell him I loved him without truly saying the words out loud to his face. But his next few words felt like a stone was dropped straight on my head. 
Your touch blurred my vision
It’s your world and I’m just in it
Even sober, I’m not thinking straight
I felt my lip quiver as the memory came back to me, the feeling behind the next line.
‘Cause I’m off my face in love with you
I’m out my head so into you
And I don’t know how you do it
But I’m forever ruined by you.
As the crowd cheered, I couldn’t stop the tears from falling. I had been doing that a lot lately. I was surprised I had any tears left. The realization dawned on me, suddenly so clear and bright like a star finally breaking through the clouds I had been stuck under. I loved him. And that would never change. He gave me no reason to believe he had ever chosen me out of pity or from any other reason besides pure love. He chose me. Me. of everyone he knew, everyone who had loved him, he chose me. It was my turn to choose him. I had to tell him. 
The show ended, people all around me rushing to get back to the merch lines. I stayed in my seat, my new resolution settling into my bones, eager to use my pass to get backstage to see him and the others. It took close to half an hour but the seats finally cleared out, the stage crew clearing out their equipment to pack up. I showed my pass hanging around my neck to anyone who gave me a quizzical look, then directed me where I should go. Down a few hallways until I heard Changbin’s unmistakable shouting. I paused outside the room they came from to send my usual post-performance text, knowing this one would come as a shock to him. 
Me: Tell Seungmin next time he needs a song suggestion to hop out of my playlist. That was mean in the best way.
I waited with bated breath as my text was sent, listening for the only voice that mattered to me. A clammer of more voices then a shout, saying the words I wanted to hear but not from the voice I expected. No, it was Han’s that pierced my ears.
“CHAN-HYUNG!!! WHERE IS CHAN-HYUNG!! SHE TEXTED YOU!!” A smile broke out on my face as I listened to the scrambling on shoes and scattered voices as they searched for him, the excitement around the room made my hands tingle. I leaned against the wall further down the hall, content to wait here until he came looking. I didn’t have to wait long. 
“She came?! Where is she?! IS SHE HERE?!” I heard my name being shouted, which made me chuckle for the first time in days. More scuffling, then the door directly down the hall to my left flung open so hard it banged into the wall. Chan came bursting from the room, his head turned the wrong direction. When he didn’t find what he was looking for, he finally saw me. He froze, his hands falling to his sides limp. His shirt was half on and his pants were unbuttoned, as if he had come straight out to find me. He wasn’t wearing shoes. I didn’t wait to point this ridiculous fact out to him. 
“Chan, you’re not wearing any shoes.” He stayed in place, unmoving and not speaking. I leaned off my trusty wall and tried to move closer, slowly so I wouldn’t spook him. His eyes followed me as I got as close as I dared. He blinked furiously, as if he didn’t believe what his eyes were telling his brain was in front of him. 
Han poked his head out of the doorway, doing as he normally did and interjecting. 
“Oh, PLEASE just make up already. He has been MOPING around the apartment for DAYS like he’s been forced to kick a puppy.” Everyone looked to Seungmin out of instinct, who was coming down the hallway buried in his phone and paying no attention to the chaos he caused. Yeah, that sounded about right. “Or a ghost.” Han’s voice brought us back. “Hey! You two!” His finger rapidly ping-ponged between us, turning into a blur. It stopped in my direction first. “You love him? You love HIM?” My eyes cast down to Chan’s bare feet and back up to his eyes as I nodded. Han nodded in knowing confirmation then turned his finger to Chan’s face. “You know you love her. I know you love her. Now go kiss her before Felix does. Because he’s dying to kiss SOMEBODY and if he gives me those eyes one more time, I won’t be able to resist.” Han sauntered off to find the aforementioned blonde, his lips already puckered. “YONGBOKKIE! I’M COMING TO FIND YOOOUUUUU!!”
Han’s words lingered in the hallway, the silence tangible. Everyone had magically found somewhere else to be, the usual management team all seemingly hiding in one room or the other. Han’s distant yelling fell further away, neither Chan nor me able to look at the other just yet. He, as usual, was the first to speak, shuffling his feet as he drew closer.
“You love me?” His voice was barely over a whisper. The lack of amusement in his tone was not lost on me. So I answered the only way I knew: honestly. 
“Can’t imagine the day I won’t.” He was silent, a shy smile finally gracing his features. He sighed. 
“Seungmin heard me listening to that song on repeat for the last week. I’ll kill him later because it caught me off guard. I didn’t know you would be here but I'm glad you were. I hoped you would be.” He finally met my eyes again, now two feet from me, within reaching distance. There was nothing I wanted more than to have those arms around me again, craving how his body heat would melt every icicle that formed in every crevice since I left his apartment. 
“I should’ve told you that day you left. I don’t want anyone else. I never-” I took my opportunity to step into him, raising a finger to his lips. His arms raised to encircle me out of instinct, his hands hesitant to grasp me like normal. 
“I never should have said those things. I was so stupid, I let all of my own thoughts get in the way of the one thing I lost sight of. The one fact I never should have let slip.” He kissed the finger on his lips before I moved it to his cheek, ready to catch the water cresting his eyes. I looked from one beautiful eye to the other, his patient smile for me and only me. “I love you, Chris. I am in love with you. You could say ‘off my face’ in love with you.” That earned a true laugh from him, his eyes briefly closing before opening them again, drowning me in that pool of warmth. My hand moved from his cheek to his neck, nudging him closer to me. He didn’t need much suggestion.
His lips melted into mine, accepting my surrender of the moment to him. Everything I had needed, everything I missed was all in that kiss. I had lost where I was, I didn’t care what day it was, what was happening around me. The only thing that mattered was that I had him back. That was until we heard more shouting and yelling as we were both encircled by the rest of Stray kids, all cheering and crying out in what I assumed was joy. 
“You were all listening? Can anyone have any privacy around here? You’re all so nosy!” I buried my face in Chan’s shirt to hide my laughter. His chest rumbled with his own as he held me tighter. 
“Okay, okay, everyone go get changed and we’ll go out to eat okay?” I felt his hand release me to wave off his members. They left one by one, each arguing over where they wanted to eat. When we were alone again, our eyes met again as spontaneous smiles broke out on each of our faces. He kissed me again before he whispered, just quiet enough for me to hear.
“See? I told you. It’s not my world without you in it.”
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illmakeyousaywow · 8 months
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Thank you for the tag @pearbunny 🖤
Rules, shuffle your 'on repeat' playlist and post the first ten tracks, then tag ten people.
1. "Item" - Stray Kids
2. "5882 (OPPA ASAP)" - Sik-K
3. "Close (HAN)" -Stray Kids
4. "Amnesia" - 5 Seconds of Summer
5. "Less Than Zero" - The Weeknd
6. "Easy" - Stray Kids
7. "Gento" - SB19
8. "アイドル" - YOASOBI
9. "Criminal Love" - Enhypen
10. "Connected (Bang Chan)" - Stray Kids
No pressure tags: @cas-skz @minnysproutgriffinteddy @nopethatsnotembarrassing @songbirdchris @greek-psyche @celestial-choc0late @chansshands @milo-likes-art @paboswriting @zoe8stay
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skz317cb97 · 11 months
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Happy Birthday girly!!! I hope your day is getting better than how it started!!
Lots of love❤️❤️
-Art
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Thank you love!!! Once June 1st rolls around things will be better for a number of reasons number one and number two being 5 Star and adhd meds🤞thank you so much for the birthday wishes! 🥰🖤🫶
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chanstopher · 11 months
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How do you gif so fast?! You're such a pro!!!
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zhsfbnds truly just practice but thank you youre so sweet 🥰
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Just wanted to share a picture of my void since yours reminds me so much of mine :)
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omg baby!!!!!!!
i love these little voids of love..... so. much...
please give them a forehead kiss from me. here's a pic of raven in return:
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strayfoxxchan · 1 year
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Team [Crush] Tactics
Pairing: Bang Chan x f!reader
Genre: Fluff, Major League Gaming AU lmfao
Content Warning: Some cussing, awkward flirting
Word Count: 1.3k
A/N: There's lots of gaming stuff in here, sorry! But I try to explain TFT in noob terms for those of you who haven't played.
Tag List: @minnysproutgriffinteddy (It wont let me tag you!)
The crowd was going wild. Thousands had crammed into the arena, their faces glowing with pink and blue lights from above. 
The stage felt too high, and the monitors over your head seemed too massive to comprehend. Your palms were clammy, slipping off the mouse in front of you. You shake them a few times, hoping to dry the sweat and clear the knot building in your throat. 
“Hey, cowboy up,” Cameron, your teammate, punches you in the shoulder. “We’ve got this, and these guys ain’t shit.” He looks across to the opposite end of the stage and sneers. 
“Stop sneering,” you grumble at him, rubbing the spot he’d hit with more force than he’d likely meant to. “You’re embarrassing me.” You feel yourself shrinking into the uncomfortable gaming chair. Ergonomic, my ass. 
A lot of Team Fight Tactics is strategic: building into character types to gain bonuses for your team, understanding where to place each character on the board, and leveling them up to acquire more health and hitting power. If you play your cards right, so to speak, you can wipe the board in a matter of seconds. But much of it also comes down to lucky RNG and quick thinking. 
You know the only way you’ll win this is to calm down and keep your head straight. You have no time for intimidation when the timer is running. Although you play on a team of yourself and three men, Team Fight Tactics is primarily a solo endeavor. Ultimately, you’re also playing against your teammates to win. 
The announcers are chatting amongst themselves over the incredibly loud speakers, preparing the audience for the battle ahead. Before you know it, they’re announcing the teams. As each member of your team called, they stand, wave, and dance, grinning cockily. When the announcer shouts your name, you simply stand, give a nervous smile, and throw a peace sign at the crowd, earning you an eruption of cheers and whistles. As quickly as you had stood, you are back to sinking into the chair. 
You stare at the opposite team as their names are called. 
This is the first time you’ve heard about this team, and you’re positive they’re never heard of you either. It was your first MLG tournament, after all, and it seems to be theirs as well. They look triumphant, proud of themselves for having made it to this point. Their names float through your ears as if in a dream.
But, the last name is called, and instead of pumping up the audience as his other teammates had, he stands, looking directly at you, and winks before sitting back down. Bang Chan, they had said. The name sticks in your mind. 
Before you realize it, the match has started. The carousel is turning, and your eyes dart across the screen, looking for Brawlers. You spot her instantly: Vi walks the carousel haughtily. As the barrier drops, you run. Score. 
Each time the shop pops, you pull as many Brawlers as you can, throwing in whatever Laser Corps champions you can get your hands on. The timer, in the beginning, gives you some time to sort out items, and the auto battles allow you to survey the other team for a moment or two. Around round 3, you look up during the battle, and Bang Chan looks up at the same time. He grins at you and winks again, the overhead lights glow on his dimples. Your heart skips for a moment before your eyes dart back down to the screen. 
“Is he trying to intimidate me?” You say to yourself. 
“Who?” Cameron glances at you, raising a brow. 
“What?” You could have sworn you used your inside voice. 
You continue building your team to the best of your ability. You manage, with some lucky RNG, to grab Mordekaiser, building into him as much as you can. It’s a near unbeatable combination, and your confidence begins to grow. 
Bang Chan’s name shows up on your screen. It’s time to knock that wink right out of him. The battle ends quickly with you on top. Your killing streak hits 9. As it ends, you look up at him and wink. His frown slowly grows into a smile full of fire, eyes narrowed as if to say “You’ll pay for that one.” 
Your teammates are dropping like flies. Their overconfidence has done nothing to benefit the team. The opposing team still stands fairly strong. You’ve been stuck at 90 health for almost 11 rounds. You manage to hold your own for a few more rounds before things begin to go wrong.
It’s 2 against 1. Bang Chan and his teammate, Felix, are still standing. You are all that’s left to defeat them. 
You can do this, you know you can. You manage to pull one over on Felix, knocking him down to -5 health, and you can’t help but to jump up and let out a roar unbecoming of the tiny woman you are, but the crowd erupts. 
It was at that moment, however, that you knew this match couldn’t be won. Felix had knocked enough health out of you that you were down to only 19 hit points, while Bang Chan managed to keep around 55.
As the final battle commences, your heart drops. He’d been building into Jax. There was no way. You bite your lip as you look up at him, not willing to watch your team get murdered.
He meets your gaze, eyes darting from your bitten lip to your worried brow. His eyes soften, a devilish smile playing on his lips. 
You lose the battle in 2nd place. 
The stadium is split nearly in half, some groaning, some cheering, but all spirited and screaming. The host appears on stage, pulling the two of you into the middle by the wrists, raising Bang Chan’s hand high into the air, and leaving yours to the side. As the announcer's words fade into the background noise, Bang Chan moves to stand beside you.
“Hey,” he says simply.
“Hey.” You cross your arms. “Good game.”
“Yeah,” he smiles. “What are you doing after this?”
“What?”
“What?” he repeats after you. 
“I-I’m not d-doing anything after this,” you answer his question belatedly, taking a few moments to process. 
“Oh, yeah, good… Cool.” He nods. 
“...Why?” You pause, glancing at him. 
“I was just thinking… maybe we could talk strats after this?”
“S-strats?” You turn to him. “W-what?” You take in his features: his dark hair and eyes, shy smile and full lips, his handsomely carved nose. For a gamer, he looked strong, like he could throw you over his shoulder and run a mile with no effort.  
“Over dinner?” He clears his throat, shaking you out of your reverie. “Do you want to go to dinner after this, I mean?” He tries this again with a little more confidence. For a man who spent the near hour the match had taken winking at and slaughtering you, he was really bad at this game.
“How can you be so smooth yet so awkward at the same time?” You attempt to stifle a laugh, but you blush instead, confident the color of the lighting would hide this. “Is dinner on you?”
“I mean, I did just a really big check,” he motions at the giant piece of printed cardboard leaning on his side. You had been in such a daze, you hadn’t even noticed the announcer handing it to him. 
“Are you just doing this because I’m a girl and I almost beat you?” You crinkle your nose at him, just slightly uneasy.
“I’m not that shallow, but I can’t deny, you’re pretty sexy in a ‘she could definitely take me in a fight’ kind of way.” He shrugs. “I would like to get to know you before I decide to make a move, though.” The confidence sticks this time, making your heart race. “Looks aren’t everything.”
You consider this. “Only if you reveal all your secrets to me. That Jax kicked my ass.” You grin and wink, earning a wink back. 
“Deal.”
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Telling boyfriend!Stray Kids to imagine if you were dating
Warnings : swearing, minor sex joke, brief mention of a break up, dramatics (it's Stray Kids)
A/N : Once again thank you for your patience as I make my way through my wips ! I know I said I was going to post fake texts starting this month, and I have been and I will be, but not everyday like before. I do need to focus on myself and my health. But I will try to get a couple out a week alongside everything else I'm working on! Please enjoy 🥰
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@mxnsxngie @lethallyprotected @eastleighsblog @abbiestearsricochet @berryblog @th3melthatfell @weird-bookworm @dreamingaboutjisung @the-lemon-boy @nfrgirl @choisoorin @minhoino @retromalum @junebug032 @alyszaen @felixmainacc @dinonuguaegi @lostwonderwall @lolqxv @kierini @jinnixxn @randomwimp @comingupwithacoolnameishard @inniescandy-01 @ahyxoxo @minnysproutgriffinteddy
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mazeinthemiroh · 7 months
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[12:01am] chan's face lit up when he saw your text message on his screen.
" happy bday, channie <3 "
it was simple. short and sweet. and yet, he found himself kicking his feet, launching his blanket up in the air as he squealed and grinned to himself.
you remembered.
you always remembered. without fail, no matter what was going on in your life, no matter how much time had passed, you would always remember his birthday.
and time had gone passed, very quickly, for the both of you. you hadn't spoken in ages, sort of drifted apart in a sense. he felt a certain emptiness inside of that only you could fill. and when you weren't there by his side, that feeling would remain.
but on his birthday, there was always a glimmer of hope that you'd come to refill his heart, the way you had done so in the past.
" thanks. nice to hear from you, finally "
he messaged back. he didn't really think about the impact of his words. sure, he jabbed at you slightly, wanting you to think. wanting you to yearn for him.
" that's rich, coming from you "
chan frowned. but he knew he deserved that. he had no excuses not to reach out to you. just the same old thing - time and energy and, well, moving on with everyday things. you were the same. he got it. that's how life worked. but it didn't have to be that way...
" i should really be going to sleep now "
" you? sleep? neverrr "
chan grinned at his screen, chuckling to himself at your response. you knew him all too well.
" yeah i won't be sleeping for a while..."
his thumbs hovered over his phone as he hesitated to type his next thought.
" you wanna meet up tonight? "
instant regret rippled in his chest as he breathed in and out heavily. he couldn't delete a message you had already seen, so he switched his screen off and buried his face in his pillow, cursing himself as he awaited your response.
what felt like hours to chan, replied within a minute. he took a deep breath and opened up his phone again, reading your response.
" thought you'd never ask. omw bday boy <3 "
who knew that birthday wishes came true?
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skz taglist: @hearts4sungie, @alyszaen, @a-wandering-stay, @anyamaris, @acciocriativity, @minnysproutgriffinteddy, @junebug032 (reply to be added or removed)
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