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forhanji · 1 day

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[240418] 📸 instagram update

#stray kids #han #han jisung #instagram #240418

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andysorbit · 2 days

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sometimes I'll start reading the most toe curling Jisung smut then suddenly something doesn't feel right and I go to the tags and it's han not park and I just laugh because then it feels like I came home and all the lights were off so I climbed into bed and had sex with someone that I thought was my husband but it was actually the guy who lives next door.

right neighborhood, wrong man.

#kpop smut #nct #nct dream #nct smut #nct dream smut #skz stray kids #stray kids smut #skz smut #jisung park #andy park #park jisung #andyception #han jisung

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lovelymindescape · 2 days

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~~Stray Kids Texts~~

~BFF!SKZ SIMPING FOR YOU IN THE WRONG CHAT ~

《Warnings》 : fluff , and like one sexual joke

《A/N 》: I took a lot of time to get this out. Don't pay attention to mistakes , English is not my native language but I hope i did good , luv y'all have fun reading

《Bangchan》

《Leeknow》

《Changbin》

《Hyunjin》

《Han》

《Felix》

《Seungmin》

《I.N》

So , here's my first Text Oneshot , I really hope you liked it and if please leave some Feedback, that would be very nice , also request are open sonslide in ther if you want

Luv y'all

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moonjxsung · 24 hours

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Thinking about how Jisung so casually has a mirror right by his bed so he can make you watch yourself while he fucks you. Maybe even takes a recording or snaps a few pics for his collection. Happy Wednesday somebody end my life rn

#just in between meetings casually typing this #my man my man my man #sweating #skz #Han Jisung #the man #that you are #somebody kill me #han jisung skz #skz smut #skz hard thoughts #Han Jisung smut

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strayklds · 3 hours

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HAN 🧪 SKZ CODE EP. 48 SUSPICIOUS LAB #2

+ bonus 💻

#han jisung #forhanji #stray kids #createskz #bystay #staydaily #kpopedit #usersa #userjinnie #userwilliam #mygifs #jisung #bias

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xxkissesforchanniexx · 19 hours

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Hello, so I just read Plus One and I was wondering if you could write a pervy best friend Jisung with a female reader. I don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything but I would really like that.

Also PART TWO OF MERMAN HYUNJIN WHEN ⁉️

Pervy Best friend!Jisung x Fem!Reader Headcannons

NSFW (jealous jisung >.>, pervy activity, emotional kinda >.>)

A/N: of course i can write it, you aren't making me uncomfortable. second >.> merman hyunjin pt 2??? >.> soon... I'm trying to burn through my requests asap, so whatever gets posted... IM SO SORRY IF YOU ASKED A LONG TIME AGO MY SCHEDULE IS WONKY RN and also O_O three requests in a day??? I might write a full fic on this depending on how it does >.>

Pervy Best friend Jisung who called you to listen to jerk off to your voice..

Pervy Best friend Jisung who got so angry when you went on dates.

Pervy Best friend Jisung who would get hard at the sight of you in his clothes.

Pervy Best friend Jisung who would admire your pantie through your too tight tights.

Pervy Best friend Jisung who would complain to his friends about how much he wanted you.

Pervy Best friend Jisung who would refrain from kissing a dark mark onto your neck when your shirt exposed too much skin.

Pervy Best friend Jisung who humped his pillow to the thought of you.

Pervy Best friend Jisung who writhed at the thought of you in someone else's bed.

Pervy Best friend Jisung who imagined tying you to his bed and fucking you senselss.

Pervy Best friend Jisung who slowly got over the burn of shame he felt when he exploded to the thought of you.

Pervy Best friend Jisung who convinced you with "Just this once... Only the tip."

Pervy Best friend Jisung who fucked you full of his cum anyway.

Pervy Best friend Jisung who smiled when he took your pantie and left you walking with his cum trickling down your thigh.

Pervy Best friend Jisung who kissed you gently and asked you what you were.

Pervy Best friend Jisung who didn't want to be just your fuck buddy anymore..

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seventeenytiny · 2 days

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can i ask for a dom jisung public sex typa thing? sorry if its too straightforward or smth like that😭 its my first time asking for smth !!

you dont have to do it and can ignore this if u want!! <3

SMUT MDNI

Authors Note: Hope this works for you love! Sorry if it's kinda rough my grammar-checking app wouldn't check most of it because it was so dirty hehe. Word count: 528 Warnings: Smut, MDNI, Name-calling, Public sex ofc!

You looked both ways before pulling Jisung into the bathroom with you. It was a decent-sized unisex one located in the food court of the mall. After checking that the door was locked, the two of you wasted no time. Jisung was all over you, his mouth attacking your neck as his hands pushed up your skirt. All the teasing and touching the two of you had done while shopping earlier has you skipping foreplay. He pulls your panties down around your knees before rubbing at your clit. "You're so wet already, did you like me grinding against you while you were going through the clothes rack earlier today?"

"Yes, Jisung... you know I love feeling how hard you get..."

"Your such a slut, letting me play with you in the store and then bringing me in here with you. You love how I'm playing with your clit right now, don't you? I know you're just aching for me to fuck you"

"Jisung..." you moan out, "We don't have much time, please, just put it in."

He can't deny your request. He unzips his pants, pulling out his hard cock. He flips your skirt up before bending you over and sliding into you with ease. He holds your body to help support you as he fucks you over the sink. The stretch of his cock makes staying quiet difficult, he places his hand over your mouth to silence you.

"You gotta be quiet baby, can't risk getting caught."

He knows the two of you can't be in there long, as a result, the pace of his thrusts is fast and rough. His cock slides in and out of your soaking wet pussy with ease. The angle he has you bent over has his cock hitting your sweet spot with every motion. With his hand covering your mouth, the only sound filling the bathroom is his heavy breathing and the sound of his skin slapping against yours.

"I need you to come soon, baby," he whispers urgently. "We can't be here much longer." The hand on your mouth moves back to your clit, expertly rubbing circles on it. The pressure is just right, and you can feel the heat building up in your lower stomach, the sweet feeling of your orgasm approaching.

"Jisung I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come..." You say breathlessly.

"Let it go, babygirl."

Your orgasm rips through your body, and you struggle to keep quiet as your legs turn into jelly. Jisung supports your body as you ride through your pleasure. The feeling of your pussy clamping down on his cock has him losing it. He pulls out right at the last minute, his come falling onto the bathroom floor. His face is flushed, and he's gasping for air. "Ah, I didn't mean to make such a mess," he says, flustered.

You turn to him, kissing him. "Jisung, that was so fucking hot."

"You like being dirty in public don't you?" He says with a little smirk. "You're so kinky, baby."

He pulls away from you to clean up his mess while you attempt to clean yourself up. Your next challenge? To leave the bathroom without being spotted.

#han jisung #stray kids #skz #stray kids smut #skz smut #stray kids x reader #skz imagines #skz scenarios #skz jisung #han jisung smut #han jisung x reader #anon

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hwangism143 · 2 days

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paper rings

synopsis: you're in love with your best friend, but technically, you're already engaged

pairing: non-idol!jisung x gn!reader (ft. the rest of skz and one roommate)

genre: best friends to lover, idiots

warnings: drinking. swearing. reader is implied to be bisexual. kys jokes.

word count: 4.1k words

a/n: i remember reading about someone and their best friend doing this lmao and just instantly thought of jisung. pls drop your comments and reblog lovies <3!

"i hate accidents, except when we went from friends to this"

Being Han Jisung's best friend was certainly... something. Three years ago when he sat down on the free seat next to you during your first sound engineering class and offered you a big grin, you never expected him to become an unreplaceable part of your life. It came with it's benefits too though; you were now friends with his extremely loud and boisterous group of friends, but hey, at least that meant that you would get free food from Jisung five days a week (technically it was his food the Minho would pack but, who cares? Certainly not him).

You found it extremely easy to become friends with Jisung. It was almost amusing, how quickly you had opened the door to your heart for entry by him. Asking for class notes soon became hour long conversations about anime and movies and campus gossip. A shared obsession over Taylor Swift soon became in-home ice cream sessions spent dissecting her lyrics. Your friendship had gotten to the point where everyday, Jisung would leave you a paper ring on your seat beside, scribbled with a inspirational message.

You two had a tendency of doing almost everything together. You both were similar in several ways. Jisung wanted to be a music producer and had already decided that you would be the sound engineer for his studio. You both had anxiety as well, and although it varied, you knew each other's tells. It was a habit, at this point, comforting each other and being the other person's crutch in life.

Although, doing everything together wasn't always beneficiary. You were often party to Jisung's mischievous schemes, a product of his irresistible longing to entice playful irritation within his hyungs. The rest of the group loved you though, causing Jisung to be let off easily as a result of you being present with him.

You couldn't really say that you showed any mercy to Jisung either. He was a compulsory addition, along with your phone and wallet, on your late night grocery runs. You could have a craving from sushi to just dollar-store ramen, Jisung was always there (and sometimes not of his own will and accord). Regardless of what time or what materialistic object was set in your sights, Jisung had to come with you.

He never complained though. The boy had a slightly concerning affinity towards eating blueberry muffins and barbecued chicken breast at two in the morning. Both of you having some of the most fucked up sleep schedules you had ever seen (rivaled only by that of Chan, if you could even call it a sleep schedule), caused these late night runs to be an extremely frequent occurrence.

Your eyes were closed as you sat in the park bench in the middle of some town whose name you could not pronounce. What was the point of going to a prestigious university if they didn't even take you on nice trips?

After Jisung had finally been released from the clutches of 3RACHA (aka three broke men making music that is destined for greatness as soon as they become money minded), he had found his way to you. Well, less found his way and more spam called you and blew up your phone with Jujitsu Kaizen memes (which was so infuriating because you hadn't even watched it and yet your phone's gallery was full of Gojo's six-pack, all thanks to Jisung).

You felt bad for even thinking it, but to be honest, you were kind of avoiding him. Lately, Jisung had been spending a lot of time with you. You were probably imagining it, but it felt like Jisung was stealing glances towards you more often, like his touches were lingering instead of fleeting.

Ah, hope. What a fickle thing. It had people grasping to ideals that could be never achieved, desperately trying to hold on to a light that was long past dimming. You were already prisoner to wishful thinking; you didn't want to be held captive to the confines of hope either.

You texted Jisung the location of the park that you had accidentally stumbled upon and had decided to spend the rest of your day in. The university you attended had paid for transport, dumped you here and left you to be. To be fair, there wasn't really much you could plan for a two-day one night trip. The idea was, for your friend group at least, to spend the first morning roaming around on your own, go out to a nice restaurant in the night and spend the second day in the beach before heading home.

Jisung was hijacked by his other friend group for the larger part of the day, causing you to be victim of walking around pitifully alone and threatening bodily harm if Jisung didn't properly apologize with Boba and breakfast pancakes. You were walking in and out of stores, window shopping (the unfortunate and yet to be expected aftermath of blowing all your money on arcade tickets), when you decided to sit down somewhere nice.

Of course you found the most sub-urban park you had ever seen, complete with a once copper now greening statue of some man who was probably extremely important to the towns history but never brought up in conversation, educational or otherwise. The park was full of children with rose-tinted cheeks and mothers lamenting about each other (with the addition of an occasional barking dog).

You wondered if you would live the same way someday, coming to the park with a man or woman you loved and a child in your arms. Maybe even a dog or two, although you highly doubted if you could handle one considering you didn't even have a hold on yourself. Soon, you saw the figure of Jisung approaching you, Boba in one hand and waving at you with another. He handed you the drink and proceeded to sit down, his thigh brushing against yours.

Beside you, you felt Jisung shuffling around. "Okay, I have a very important question. When did you feel happiest with me?"

You wondered what could have prompted such a question from him. Jisung did have a tendency to talk about the latest hit songs for two weeks and then suddenly ask you about something nearly superficially philosophical. The last time he had asked you something, it had prompted an hour long debate on the meaning of life that could only be stopped due to Minho allegedly accidentally bringing home a stray kitten.

You let out a snort, "People don't feel happy around you, they fear for their fucking lives."

Jisung shoved you playfully, "Hey, be serious!" He had been growing out his hair and it fell into his eyes, making you suppress the temptation to run your hands through it. The entire world was moving around you, cars driving, people talking, an annoyingly loud baby crying. But this moment, with Jisung looking at you with curious eyes and a wide smile, was at a standstill.

You instantly knew the answer and reflected his smile back at him, "When you first proposed to me."

University students were apparently supposed to be mature and always prepared. You and Jisung were clearly the exception. The two of you were doubled over in laughter (in the middle of the street that too) after recounting what had happened just a few short minutes before.

It was a mere two weeks after your mid-terms for your first year in university. Jisung was over at your dorm room, citing an escape from Changbin's chokehold as an excuse to instead trouble you with his presence. You both were curled up on the couch watching some trashy reality show when Jisung's stomach comically grumbled.

Without even bothering to grab your stuff, you both had gone to a fast food restaurant, craving french fries for dinner. As Jisung ordered, the cashier asked robotically, 'cash of credit'. Jisung looked at you with wide eyes. You reciprocated.

The cashier was growing impatient. "Well? Do I need to call someone?"

The both of you exchanged a glance. A curt nod. And ran for your lives as the cashier cursed behind you. You both ran as much as you could until your legs finally gave out. Finding yourself in front of an alleyway full of small shops, you began contemplating where was the best to go. Finally, the two of you went inside a small, family-owned café, and sat down, breathing heavily.

The café in itself was extremely cozy, decorated in varying shades of brown and beige. You were surprised and slightly disappointed about not discovering this gem of a place before. In your mind, you had already tucked it away to become a regular study destination. You certainly did need one after getting banned from the public library thanks to another one of Jisung's antics.

"Did he call us a green horse's explosive ass?" You questioned, just setting off another fit of giggles.

Jisung shrugged at you, his eyes suddenly narrowing. That couldn't be good. He had a look in his eyes that you knew all too well. Han Jisung was about to come up with a plan, and it would either be Nobel worthy or akin to a tsunami.

"Y/N," said Jisung, "I have an idea. Just play along."

He dragged you to the middle of the restaurant, earning stares from the onlookers who were peacefully eating. His right leg bounced up and down as you glared at him. What are you doing? you mouthed at him. Just trust me, he said back. You knew about his social anxiety. Then why on earth was he putting himself in such a situation?

He took a few steps backwards, letting go of your hands, and dropped down on one knee. Jisung took out something shiny out of his pocket and quickly wiped it on his sweater. You looked at him in confusion, eyebrows raising in disbelief when you realized what was happening.

"When I first met you, I knew you were the one for me. Everything about you fit everything about me as if we're meant to be. I don't know the definition eternal, but if we were to consider the conventional meaning... I would like to have the honor of spending the rest of it with you."

You arched an eyebrow, wondering how long it took your best friend to come up with that. Coming back to your surroundings, as if on cue, your hand flew to your mouth and your eyes began to water (more so because of how difficult it was for you to contain your laughter, but oh well; at least it got the job done.)

You rapidly began to nod, grinning at him ear to ear. He smiled back at you, slipping the ring onto your finger. You look down at it, suppressing yet another snicker after seeing the tacky pawn shop ring that adorned your hand. Jisung quickly wrapped his arms around you, picking you up and spinning you around. You giggled into the crook of his neck as the room burst into applause.

People came up to you with their congratulations while you two went to the counter to place your orders. "Two chicked burgers and one large french fries to go please," said Jisung kindly. He cocked his head towards you, "Baby, do you want the oreo milkshake?"

Jisung calling you 'baby' caught you by surprise. A part of you had nearly forgotten that you still had to put up the act. Blushing furiously (because you forgot, not because Jisung called you baby with a low drawl, obviously), you replied with a simple, "Sure. Thanks, honey." You smiled in achievement as Jisung began stuttering, cheeks tinted red.

"Oh, it's on the house for the soon to be married!" said the kindly old lady working the counter. Jisung quickly grabbed your food and the two of you rushed out of the store. As soon as you turned the corner, you both burst out laughing again.

"Jisung," you slapped him on the chest, "I feel so guilty!"

He just gave you a sheepish nod, grabbing a french fry and popping it in his mouth. You continued protesting but he put a finger on you lip and tilted the bag of food toward you. You gave him an admonishing look, picking up the food. He threw an arm around your shoulder while you settled into the curve of his collarbone, eating and walking in comfortable silence on the way home.

That was when, you thought, that was when you first started seeing him as someone more than just a friend.

Jisung tapped you impaitiently. "What say we do it again?" he asked sweetly.

"Oh my god Jisung, stop," you said pushing him playfully. He pouted at you while you glared at him, until Chan came up to the two of you and asked if he could talk to Jisung alone.

Jisung gave you an apologetic smile and strolled away with Chan, chatting away about something. As soon as he left, you let out a long exhale.

Nobody warned you about how painful being in love with your best friend would be. Nobody told you about how difficult it would be to restrain yourself from confessing all you feelings. Nobody told you how torturous it would be watching him gaze at other people, knowing that he would never look at you the same way.

You pinpointed that afternoon as the day when you started looking at Han Jisung through rose-tinted glasses. You went from being comforted by his light touches to craving them. You found yourself wanting to be something to him, something more than just a label of a 'best friend'.

You wanted him, wholly and completely, and were prepared to give yourself to him in the exact same way.

You would never, in a hundred years though, tell Jisung about your feelings. You had made up your mind. Telling him that you loved him would put your friendship at risk. You would much rather have Jisung at an arm's length than not at all.

You sat in the bench, lost in thought when you felt a throat clear in front of you. There Jisung was propped up on one knee, rattling off the same words he had told you all those months ago. He had a twinkle in his eye. You had tears in yours.

Jisung always lauded your performance in that tiny café. He said that your on command crying was so exceptional that 'aspiring actors should be grateful that you decided to settle on sound engineering'. You decided to spare his feelings and not tell him that your tears were a result of the absolute absurdity surrounding the entire situation.

The second and only other time that Jisung had whipped out his ring and you had whipped out your bridal tendencies was when your entire friend group was half-drunk in a bar, celebrating after mid-terms week. Jeongin wanted a full play by play of what, by then, was an iconic party story. You both went at again, albeit a little sloppily considering your inebriated state of mind.

This time though, tears ran down your face mercilessly. You couldn't take it anymore, your feelings growing and growing into something bigger than you could fathom. What started as the fluttering of a lone butterfly turned into a swarm of them and this, this was your breaking point.

Jisung looked at you with concern in his eyes. "Y/N? Are you okay? Is everything-"

"Stop," you snapped at him, "Just fucking stop, Jisung. Please."

He looked at you in confusion as you stood up and walked away.

The first place you went to was the hotel you were staying at. You quickly ran through the streets, wiping away your tears swiftly. There was something inherently wrong with you. You had utterly fucked up. You should have just played along. You should have just said yes. You should not have been hoping for something that you knew was out of reach.

You sat on your hotel bed when you heard a knock on your door. When you swung it open, Hyunjin and Seungmin stood there with an armful of chocolates and identical, all to familiar expressions on their face. Pity.

"Don't have a love life of your own so you came to interfere in mine?" You asked dryly, beckoning them inside. Out of everyone, only Hyunjin and Seungmin knew about your crush on Jisung.

You stood in the kitchen silently, swallowing the lump in your throat. Jisung was in the other room talking about this really pretty and amazing new transfer in their music production course. With every word of praise he spoke about her, another piece of your heart broke apart.

When you couldn't bear to listen to anymore of the incredible things that the enigmatic 'new year girl' had done anymore, you retreated into Felix's brightly lit kitchen. You opted to find solace in the soda that bubbled in your red Solo cup and the smell of brownies that somehow still lingered despite being taken out (and subsequently consumed) over an hour ago.

Hyunjin and Seungmin were walking into the kitchen when they spotted you. Hyunjin, ever the empath, knew that something was up with you. He attempted to talk to you about it, but you kept shutting him down. Seungmin, who was the most like you in the entire group, knew you needed time and lightly rested his fingers on Hyunjin's arm.

"You can stay," you said, your voice breaking in between. The three of you just stood there, the only sound being muffled chatter and the occasional sip of soda in your case and beer in theirs. Seungmin must have given Hyunjin a signal of affirmation when he turned to you, mouth opened as if to ask you a question.

He was walking on figurative eggshells when he asked you hesitantly, "You like him, don't you?"

You looked up at him with tears in your eyes and that was all it took for the two boys to quietly slip out of the apartment with you, grab ice cream and listen to your pathetic dilemma. Vowing to help you if you could keep Minho from yelling at them about the cat toy they had happened to lose, the three of you formed an extremely unlikely yet strong friendship, built on the very foundations of your pathetic unrequited love.

Hyunjin laid back on your bed and you settled to sit down beside him. He wordlessly handed you the chocolate, waiting for you to open it as Seungmin opted to sit down on the armchair across from the bed. Oddly enough, you had grown extremely close to the two of them after the conversation you had in the kitchen six months ago. Apart from Jisung and your roommate Reina, they were the people you were closest to.

Seungmin scoffed, "If you had a love life, we wouldn't be here in the first place."

You swore at him and threw the wrapping paper towards him. Hyunjin turned and attempted to giggle into the bedsheet undetected but earned a light slap from you in response. You slouched beside Hyunjin with a sigh, handing him block of chocolate, "Jisung told you, didn't he?"

"Yep," said Hyunjin loudly, chewing his chocolate. Seungmin pulled a face at him as you snapped a finger in the air to get their attention.

"Okay, so?"

Seungmin's eyes turned towards you. "He was horrified thinking that he had overstepped his boundaries blah blah blah, can't lose your friendship, ya da da," he said in a bored tone, "Please tell him you're in love with him. It will spare us all the pain."

You glared at him. "What if he- Hyunjin! Don't eat all of it!"

"I got you another," he said between mouthfuls, "and listen up. You know how we're your go to relationship venting people right? Well, turns out Minho hyung and Changbin hyung have taken up those responsibilities on Jisung's end. We met them up on the way here and, well, you both need to talk to each other."

Hyunjin finished triumphantly and reached for a bag of chips that lay innocently on the bedside, unaware of the fate that was about to befall them at the hands of a certain Hwang Hyunjin. Seungmin just pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "Look. Talk to him at that restaurant we'll be going to tonight, okay? You'll be all dressed up and maybe that'll help your cause considering how you look like a homeless person half the time."

You threw him a pillow and grateful smile in response.

"Can we talk?" asked Jisung as he stood near the chair next to you. Hyunjin shot you an encouraging thumbs up while Seungmin raised his glass of soju at you, a remind that you weren't allowed to drink yourself senseless (as worded by Seungmin himself), until you had a proper and sober conversation with Jisung about your feelings. You motioned for him to sit down on the chair beside you and Jisung followed suit.

The two of you sat in silence, and for the first time, it was heartbreakingly awkward. Silence with Jisung was never supposed to be like that. It wasn't supposed to be heavy. It was supposed to be a moment when you could just sit quietly and collect your thoughts. It was a moment when you would need a break from life, put the entire ordeal of existence on pause, and not have to explain why. It was a gift only Jisung could bestow upon you, and a curse only he could understand as well as.

"I have something to say as well. I'm sorry for running off like that," you say apologetically, in an attempt to break the silence. Jisung wordlessly hands you over a piece of what looks like green paper. It's a ring. A paper ring. It matches the pink one on his finger that he fiddles with unconsciously. You resist the overwhelming urge to place your hand on top of his and lace your fingers together.

"Oh. Is that all?"

"No- um, actually," you begin and then falter. Jisung looks at you intently, eyes prodding. It was almost as if was waiting for you to say something. His piercing gaze retreats and his expression transforms into one of defeat. He opens his mouth slightly to say something, which you do as well.

You take a deep breath, ready to deliver a confession that would rival that of the likes of a 16th century lovestruck noble, born from the pages of a Shakespearian play when you both blurt out at the same time, "I like you."

Jisung continued rambling, "I didn't know how to tell you. You're so smart and funny and beautiful and amazing that I thought you would never like me that way. I pretended to like other people so that you feel jealous, because, apparently according to Changbin hyung and Minho hyung, that is extremely effective. I should have known not to take advice from a man who literally calls his treadmill his wife and a cat mother. But I was desperate. And I didn't know and-"

"Jisung," you laughed, giving him a small shake, "I like you."

"Wait," Jisung's eyes widened as he stumbled over his words, "For real?"

You shake your head up and down, still processing everything. Jisung liked you. You. You, who were quick to snap at people when they hurt someone you loved. You, who waited and pushed until after a deadline. You, who either loved passionately or not at all.

Being loved by him was all you ever wanted, but how could he love someone as tangled up of a mess as you?

Jisung gave you a knowing look. He took you hands in his when he said, "I meant it all. The proposal. I don't know the meaning of eternity but, you give me a reason to look for it. If I look for the meaning of eternity then I have an excuse, an explanation as to why I should spend the rest of my life with you."

You looked at him, unshed drops of water reflecting in his eyes. Oh, those eyes you fondly called 'bob-shaped', those eyes that you could drown in.

"Jisung," you asked softly, "Is this the part where we kiss?"

Jisung rested his forehead on yours and gave a low chuckle, "I'm supposed to to be the idiot in this relationship, not you."

He pressed his lips onto yours and your reciprocated, ignoring all the cheering and hooting coming from the other side of the room. This moment belonged to the two of you. There was nobody you would rather give your heart too than your best friend Han Jisung, and there was nobody whose heart Jisung would rather have fit in his palm than yours.

#stray kids #skz #han jisung #han jisung x reader #han jisung x you #han jisung x y/n #han jisung fluff #han jisung fanfic #- via's fics <3

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iwassupremacy · 5 hours

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can u do more posts about skz?? pls im in luv 🥺🥺🥺

of course, my love! I’m so sorry for keeping everyone waiting I’ve just been so busy lately so this is all I could write for now. Hope you like it!

Sexting bf!stray Kids (maknae line)

Stray kids x reader

Fake texts!

Hyung line

Summary: you’re horny and miss them so you text them and it escalates

Warnings: suggestive, very explicit, Sir kink, dom/sub dynamics, begging, mentions of: anal, rimming, squirting, overstimulation, fingering, sending nudes, masturbation, phone sex, oral (f + m receiving), nipple play, degradation, praise, water sports

Han Jisung

Lee Felix

Kim Seungmin

Yang Jeongin

#stray kids #stray kids smut #stray kids x reader #fake texts #stray kids reactions #stray kids fake texts #stray kids fluff #han jisung smut #han jisung #lee felix smut #lee felix #kim seungmin smut #kim seungmin #yang jeongin smut #yang jeongin

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hanjsquokka · 1 day

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han jisung × fem!reader , nsfw , oral (m receiving) , overstimulation , multiple orgasms (2) , semi-public , 0.6K words

wtf did i just write 💀 (very much inspired by this live)

also hi @lix-ables hehe

you could hear him saying goodbye to his fans on the live, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine. his eyes glanced up at you curiously when the door clicked open, eyes softening at your figure. you smiled in return but the lusty appeal in your eyes was a dead giveaway to what you were about to do, dropping to your knees in front of him.

“b-baby?” boba eyes widened in shock, he tried to stop you (did he though?) when your fingers gripped the loops of his jeans and started to tug them downward along with his boxers. his dick sprang out, the tip angry and red, leaking with precum and a prominent vein sticking out at the side.

“already?” you teased, taking him into your hands, pumping him a few times which made his hips jerk upward from the chair he was sitting in, face contorted as he tried to hold back those beautiful moans.

“fuck. baby we can't… anyone could walk in here…” even though he was mostly long gone, the rational part of him knew it was super risky. he had to go film a tiktok with felix and changbin. they were going to come looking for him sooner or later.

“please?” you swiped a thumb over the slit of his tip, watching the way he bit down on his lip.

a muffled whimper came from him before his own hand reached down and wrapped around his shift, moving himself to your mouth. he tapped the tip against your bottom lip. you gladly accepted, starting to suck him off. “fuck…” a shaky exhale left his mouth once he felt yours wrapped his cock, the sight of your pretty pink lips driving him crazy. his hands went to your hair, guiding you up and down. when he hit the back of your throat, you gagged and your eyes welled up with tears. he grunted when your free hand rested on his thigh, nails digging into the soft flesh as he throat-fucked you.

you pulled away from his dick, taking a gulp of fresh air and trailing kisses along his slick shaft, making him whine and writhe in his seat, desperate to have your warm mouth around him around. you obliged (for once), taking the head of his cock around your lips again, tongue sliding over the slit, making him buck his hips into your mouth.

you began bobbing your head up and down again, your scalp stinging from the iron grip he had on your hair. your saliva and his leaking tip added to the mess you were making, him barely able to contain the whiny moans anymore.

“gonna — fuck — gonna cum baby, please — ah fuck —” you felt his thigh tense up underneath your palm, and felt thick ropes of cum shoot down your throat. you pulled away with a pop, but wrapped your hands around his dick and started to move them up and down. “no — baby, fuck —” his knuckles were white as he gripped the armrest of the chair, body jolting with overstimulation, face flushed with arousal. “t-too much —”

“just give me one more ji, please?” you looked at him with puppy eyes continuing your actions. his adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed and nodded, lips swollen and red from biting them to contain his sinful sounds. his second orgasm happened much quicker, body trembling as he came again, all over your face.

“fuck, baby you're nasty.” he was panting, but a bashful smile was on his face when he pulled you up to his face and kissed you, tasting himself on your lips. “i'm so going to get you back for this.”

#skz #stray kids #han jisung #han jisung smut #stray kids smut #skz smut #han jisung hard hours #han jisung hard thoughts #skz han smut #han x reader #han jisung x reader #( drabbles : hanji 🐿 )

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hanfocus · 3 hours

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hanjitonin boost 💖☀️✨😆

+ bonus

#han jisung #forhanji #stray kids #bystay #staydaily #kpopedit #m*#gifs #skz code #chan

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eternityracha · 2 days

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PROMISES ❀˖° han jisung.

~ fem! reader ༄ drabble

— reuniting with spiderman! jisung after his month long mission.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

“mr. stark said that the mission should only be a few weeks.”

you were cuddling with your boyfriend, jisung on the couch of your apartment. you both decided to watch romantic comedy movies.

jisung was always out late, he is spiderman after all. so, you cherished this moment as much as you could.

with his arms wrapped around your waist and his head was laying on your shoulder, you played with jisung’s brown curly hair as he continued telling you about his upcoming mission, completely forgetting about the movie playing in the back.

his missions were never long, the most he’s been away was two days. knowing that this mission was more than just a few days, made you tear up.

as you were trying to hold back your tears, jisung looked up at you after hearing your sniffles.

“babe, what’s the matter?”

he sat up immediately, interlocking his hands with yours.

“i.. i’m sorry. i’m gonna miss you when you leave for your mission.”

he took your hand and held it up to his lips, placing a soft kiss on your knuckles.

“i promise, i’ll be back as soon as possible. i’ll miss you too.”

he took his other hand and wiped the tears falling down your face. he showed you a warm smile.

“and when i return, i’ll take you to your favorite cafe, okay?”

you nodded and showed him a smile back, “sounds good.”

—

time-skip

—

as the time almost reached midnight, you wore jisung’s hoodie and drank a cup of hot chocolate as the cold weather took over your apartment.

it’s been a month since the last time you saw jisung. you both kept in contact with each other on a daily basis.

texts, but mostly facetimes.

all you wanted to do was hold jisung in your arms. you missed his voice, his presence.. you needed him.

delivered to ji ❤️

sent: goodnight, my love | 11:47PM

as you sat on your bed after texting jisung, you heard a tap on the window.

you gasped, as the sudden tapping scared you. walking carefully to your window, you see the one you’ve missed most.

you unlock the window, letting jisung into your apartment. he was still wearing his spiderman suit.

“jisung!” you hugged him as the familiar scent of blue cedar wrapped around you.

hugging you back, jisung held you close to him.

before he could, you take his mask off, revealing his handsome features on his face. oh, you were so in love with him.

jisung kissed you passionately after you put his spiderman mask on your bed. after pulling away from the kiss, han cupped your face with his hands.

while smiling, he looks at you. “my pretty love. i missed you.”

“i missed you so much more. how was your mission?”

jisung sat on your bed, patting the covers to show that he wants you to sit next to him.

so you did, and he told you everything about the mission. he explained everything between tony stark and steve rogers.

because of their differences, the mission was changed constantly and with the result of continuing longer than it should’ve.

“i’m so proud of you ji, thank you for protecting me and so many others.”

he kissed your forehead, “thank you for being by my side.”

you yawned, showing that you were sleepy. jisung noticed and pulled the covers back, tucking you both in.

you laid your head on his chest and held him closely to you.

“hey, ji?”

“hm?”

“you know you can use the front door, right?” you joked, as you heard his chuckle.

“i know, but i wanted to make a cool entrance.”

you chuckled with him, as you both closed your eyes and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

— ⋆⭒˚.⋆

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dooolsetnet · 3 days

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HYUNJIN ?!?!!!!?!?! I CANNOT BREAAATHE (red lights reference

#hyunjin #skz #stray kids #han jisung #bang chan #jeongin #seungmin #lee know #changbin #kpop #hwang hyunjin

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