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Felix when you take his whole cock to the back your throat for the first time. He’s so overwhelmed with pleasure…your mouth is so warm, so wet, and your throat so tight …

I'm here

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-warnings-. Chan crying ㅠㅠ

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"Its okay Chan."

Your heart breaks even further as he lets out a pitiful whine and nuzzles into your stomach.

You gently run your hands through his freshly washed curls as you feel your eyes start to burn from unshed tears.

"Anything you need, I'm here."

You feel him gently nosing at the fabric of your crop top as his arms move from your waist to your ribs, slowly inching his way up. He looks up at you with tears on his cheeks and the most adorable puppy eyes you've seen.

You wordlessly nod at his question, smiling to yourself that he still asks for your permission even when he feels like this.

He buries his head under your shirt and curls a hand around your boob, his wet cheek nuzzling against you.

You quickly wipe the tears off your cheeks before Chan can see them and put on a little smile as you see his head laying against your chest.

You place your hands under his hoodie and wrap them around his waist, gently caressing his sides as his tears continue to wet your skin.

When his sobs finally quiet down and you don't feel his tears anymore you quietly pull up the fabric he's hiding under and see him fast asleep, tear streaks all over his face with his usual pouty look.

You place a gentle kiss to the top of curls and relax against the mattress, blowing out a shaky breath as another tear slips out.

"I'm here for you Channie."

Episode 7 (if I wrote it as god intended)

Chishiya: "Arisu, can I tell you something?"

Arisu: "Yeah okay, go for it"

Chishiya: "...."

Chishiya: "I played the Jack of Hearts and a couple did the dirty in public right before the game started."

Arisu: "...you're fucking with me."

Chishiya: "I am not."

Arisu: "THEY DID NOT HAVE SEX BEFORE A HEARTS GAME OH MY GOD"

Chishiya: "That’s what I WAS SAYING TO IPPEI!"

Arisu: "Who's Ippei?"

Chishiya: "Oh don't worry, he's fully dead right now."

Niragi: "Okay, pause. Are we really gonna gloss over the fact that the sex was public?"

Arisu: "Niragi! What are you doing here?"

Niragi: "Well I was going to shoot you, but this is way more interesting so spill."

Arisu: "..."

Chishiya: "....they didn’t have a condom."

Niragi: "Oh WHAT THE HELL"

Arisu: "DISGUSTING"

i think about this a lot

Princess Yue as the Moon Spirit in a style inspired by Alphonse Mucha.

🌸 This piece is available as a print here! 🌸

O Captain, My Captain.

A/N: It sure has been a while. I'm non-binary now. Feel like compared to those fic writers that disappear for years and come back saying 'sorry I was in prison' that coming out as NB isn't all that big. This is a request from anonymous:

'Can you please do a Captain Flint X Reader where he spent the night with the reader on his ship(If you can add smut, that'll be great!! But If you're not comfy with it I understand!! <333) and when he's having a meeting with his crew the reader just woke up and is trying to find him, so she's just wearing a translucent robe and when she opened the door with Flint and His crew she was embarrassed and Flint's crew was all flustered and stuff.

IDK IF THIS MADE ANY SENSE, PLEASE FORGIVE ME!! IF YOURE ABLE TO MAKE THIS, THANK YOU SO MUCH!! MWA 💋

I love Captain Flint ;>'

Sorry its so short. I am well out of practice.

Words: 1683

Warnings: Smut. Porn. Lemon. Whatever you want to call it.

His hands were warm, leaving trails of lightning in their wake as they roamed the expanse of your bare skin. He grabbed and pulled at your soft flesh as his tongue swirled around your clit expertly. The sounds he was pulling from you were filth as he moved to tease your entrance with a single digit. Slowly, torturously so, he slid inside your cunt with ease. You groaned and bucked your hips, a wordless demand for more. He chuckled lowly at your impatience and placed soft kisses to the inside of your thighs.

"So needy." He growled, the sound low in his throat. He added another finger, stretching you just a little further as he began pumping them in and out of you. Your breathy moans were music to his ears and his cock twitched at the sound but despite his wavering self-control, he remained focussed on the task at hand. Moving his mouth back to your clit, he sucked the bud into his mouth and gently licked it with small flicks of his wicked tongue. Your back arched as he curled his fingers, stroking that spot inside you just right. For a moment, among all the sensations, your eyes scrunched closed and you swore you could see stars. He didn't stop but he didn't speed up his movements either leaving you just short of that tantalising peak.

"Ple-Please, Captain. I need more. I need-" Before you finished that sentence his pace quickened, knowing exactly what you needed. His tongue firmly lapped at you applying just the right amount of pressure. His fingers curled upwards and thrust in and out at a ruinous pace which your breathing quickly matched. You gasped, a hand coming to grip his hair. Time stood still, the feeling of your climax washing over you in powerful waves. His pace never slowed, his mouth continuing its patterns pushing you deeper into the pleasure. He moaned, the vibrations sending little shockwaves through you. Your back arched and his eyes found yours as you convulsed. The bastard smirked, knowing he was the only one that could bring you to the brink so violently. Your eyes rolled to the back of your skull as he began to slow, bringing you back to reality with gentle touches to your body, the soft flesh tingling with the aftermath. Your eyelids grew heavy as he cleaned you up lazily with his mouth but you wanted to make him feel the way you did. You moved a hand to grab his thick cock as he crawled his way over you.

"You're tired." He blinked at you, eyes much softer than they were before. "You don't have to return the favour." You smiled, appreciating the gesture, but despite your tiredness, if you didn't have him right now you might just explode. Grabbing him tightly, you stroked up and down his length, brushing your thumb over the tip as you squeezed. His eyes rolled back and he sucked a breath in through his teeth as you undid the last of his self-control. The darkness in his eyes pinned you in place, the softness replaced with a charged gaze. "You're sure?" His voice was clipped. A nod from you was all it took as he grabbed your hands roughly and pinned them above you with a single hand, the other gripped your jaw as he kissed you. It was desperate and you could taste yourself on his lips, tongue darting out as you moaned wantonly into his mouth. He lined himself up and slammed into you, filling you up in one thrust. You gasped loudly, throwing your head back at the sudden intrusion. Leaving you no time to process, he started bucking his hips into you, the sound of skin on skin mixing with your whines filling the Captain's quarters. He moved his mouth to your neck to suck bruises into your skin, biting down hard as the speed and harshness of his thrusts increased.

You could feel him letting go of all control, for once letting himself drown in you, not fearing if he would break you. His thrusts became brutal, his cock slamming ruthlessly into just the right spot over and over again. "Touch yourself." He growled into your ear, releasing your hands. You obeyed him, fingers deftly circling your own clit as he watched, sweat beading on his forehead. "Thats it. You take me so well." The praise made waves of hot pleasure run through you as he lifted one of your legs onto his shoulder pushing him even deeper and you let out an involuntary scream as your vision turned white. A hand came to cover your mouth, muffling the sounds as he fucked you into the bed. You came. Violently. Your whole body shook and you couldn't suck in breath fast enough as his thrusts became sloppy. You dragged your nails down his back. The sight of you coming undone beneath him, the exquisite pain of your scratches, your screams against his palm, all of it brought him over the edge with his own guttural moans. You felt him twitching inside you as you came down from your high. Your breaths were fast and you continued to shake lightly as he pulled out of your still sensitive cunt, falling into the bed beside you. A few moments pass, both of you catching your breath before he pulls you into his chest.

The exhaustion chased away the remaining pulses of your orgasm as you bury your face into his neck. He kisses your forehead and pulls back to look at you, checking to see that you were alright. "Get some sleep. I'm not going anywhere."

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Sounds of the seagulls screeching outside the ship ripped you from your peaceful slumber. You let out a moan as you stretched, your body aching deliciously after last nights events. They came flooding back to you as you smiled blissfully to yourself, rolling over to find… nothing. You awoke alone. The bed was cold meaning he must've left long before you woke. You sat up, the pang of hurt making your chest tight. The cabin was empty. Swinging your legs over the side of the bed, you stood, quickly realising that the next few days may be a little sore. A white robe hung from one of the hooks near the door and you quickly threw it on to search for your Captain. The crew were on shore leave and shouldn't be back until the early afternoon. So where was he?

Pulling open the door, you tiptoed through the short wooden halls in search of some fruit for breakfast. The smell of the sea mixed with gunpowder as you passed storage barrels and cannons. The ship was empty as expected. Turning a corner, you could hear someone behind the door to the small dining area. Thinking it was Flint, you threw open the door, ready to give him a piece of your mind. Something about leaving a lady in his bed to wake alone and how he should make it up to you in some way. Yes, that would do nicely.

Those thoughts stopped as soon as the door opened. He wasn't alone. The crew were here. All of them.

The heads of every man on the ship turned to look at the intrusion, each of them at the table with their Captain stood at the head. They stared at you and suddenly you were acutely aware of the translucent white robe you had thrown on in a hurry to see him. Billy is the first to avert his eyes, face going bright red. Gates opens his mouth as if to say something but quickly shuts it as he looks between James and you. The air turns hot around you. Or is that your face? Looking into his eyes you quickly slam the door, embarrassed at the thought of those men seeing you almost naked. You hear him grumble something to the crew like 'You act as though you have never seen a woman before' as footsteps approach. You begin to turn and leave, deciding to return to his quarters and pretend that it did not just happen. Maybe if you were quiet and still enough, you would cease to exist, the wooden floors of the ship opening up to eat you whole. Or you could throw yourself off the side and just take a big gulp of the sea-

The door opens and closes, Flint coming to stand beside you. Your cheeks are bright red, your arms trying to cover your body. You look up at him, barely meeting his ocean coloured eyes. He shrugs off his jacket and wraps it around you. Its like a blanket on you because of the size. It is warm and smells just like him bringing some comfort.

"I am SO sorry. I didn't mean to intrude, I didn't think the crew would be back until the afternoon and-" You start babbling, feeling absolutely ridiculous. "Its half past two" He cut you off. You blink up at him. Your brows furrow as you stare at his clothed chest, thoughts flooding your skull. You had slept through the morning. What time HAD you gone to bed? It must've been late by the time you fell asleep. That's why he wasn't there when you woke. He had let you rest. A hand tilts your chin upwards, forcing you to look at him. His eyes look your body up and down, undressing you even though you wore so little. He wets his lips. "There isn't any need to apologise, I think that given the marks on your neck they know who you belong to." He looks away for a moment. "If not, what I'm about to do to you will ensure they get the message." He smirks, eyes returning to bore into your own. Your mouth suddenly runs dry, which is odd given that his words had the complete opposite effect between your thighs. Unable to form words, you simply nodded up at him earning a hungry kiss as he pulled you towards the captains quarters.

HYUNJIN as his paintings

for @luvrli ♡

Boyfriend Texts 4 - SKZ OT8

Synopsys: text from bf!skz when they are drunk.

Warnings: none, I think?

Hope you enjoy! 🩵

ahhh that zb1 ask of the idol crush looking damn good and walking past their table at awards was scrumdillyumptious! perchance, could the same prompt be applied to skz?

Stray Kids When Their Idol Crush Looks Too Good Walking Past Their Table at an Award Show

Taglist: @sh0dor1 @zaycie @tinyelfperson @ltfircracker @lezleeferguson-120 @emilywjinnie @torkorpse

Bang Chan

Chan is deep in conversation with the members, but the second you step into his line of vision, he completely loses his train of thought. His mouth parts slightly as he watches you glide past their table, looking effortlessly stunning under the stage lights. He blinks rapidly, trying to compose himself, but Felix nudges him with a knowing smirk. "Hyung, you good?" "Yeah," he clears his throat, sitting up straighter. "I just—wow." Seungmin snorts. "Real smooth." Chan can only chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck, but his eyes keep flickering back to you when he thinks no one is watching.

Lee Know

Minho is casually sipping his drink, effortlessly cool as always—until he sees you. His grip on the cup tightens slightly, and his eyes subtly follow your every movement as you pass by. Felix catches him staring and wiggles his eyebrows. "Hyung, you’re looking a little too focused." Minho scoffs, rolling his shoulders back. "I’m just appreciating good visuals." "Uh-huh," Hyunjin teases. "Then why do you look like you just forgot how to blink?" Minho clicks his tongue and looks away with a smirk, but the slight pink in his ears betrays him.

Changbin

Changbin is laughing at something Han said when he notices you approaching. The laughter dies in his throat, and suddenly, he’s hyper-aware of everything—his posture, his expression, even his breathing. "Earth to Binnie," Han waves a hand in front of his face. Changbin doesn’t respond. His brain is buffering as he watches you pass, his jaw tightening ever so slightly. He tries to play it cool, but when you throw a polite smile in their direction, his ears burn red. Hyunjin snickers. "That was painful to watch." Changbin glares. "Shut up."

Hyunjin

Hyunjin was already feeling himself that night—perfect hair, perfect outfit, the whole deal. But the moment you walk by, it’s like his world stops. His lips part, and he sits up straighter, subtly adjusting his jacket as if that’ll somehow make him look more composed. When you glance their way, he meets your eyes for a split second, and suddenly, he’s self-aware in a way he never is. He swears his heart skips a beat. Felix leans over, whispering, "Hyung, you’re literally blushing." "Shut up," Hyunjin hisses, clearing his throat and forcing himself to look away. But inside? Absolute meltdown.

Han

Han is in the middle of snacking when he notices you. Unfortunately, he wasn’t prepared for the way you looked that good. Cue him choking on his food. Seungmin smacks his back, sighing. "Really? This is how you go out?" Han coughs, eyes watering slightly. "I—whew—I wasn’t ready, man." You don’t seem to notice the chaos, just continuing past their table like some ethereal being. Chan shakes his head, laughing. "You’re never gonna survive if they actually talk to you, huh?" Han groans. "Don’t remind me."

Felix

Felix was already enjoying the night, but seeing you? That’s a game-changer. His usual sunshine demeanor turns into something softer, almost dazed, as he watches you walk by. "Whoa," he breathes, eyes locked on you. Hyunjin catches his expression and grins. "Dude, you look like you just fell in love." Felix chuckles, rubbing his arm sheepishly. "Can you blame me?" When you turn slightly and send a small nod of acknowledgment their way, Felix practically melts. His hands go to his face immediately, and he just beams. "Okay, yeah," he sighs. "I’m doomed."

Seungmin

Seungmin is usually the most composed, but even he isn’t immune. He watches you walk by with an unreadable expression, his fingers tapping lightly against the table. The only sign of his inner turmoil? The way he subtly swallows and shifts in his seat. Jeongin grins. "Hyung, your ears are turning red." Seungmin scoffs. "That’s just the lighting." "Uh-huh," Han smirks. "And the way you keep staring?" Seungmin huffs, looking away. "I was just analyzing their stage presence." But the way his gaze flickers back to you immediately after? Yeah, he’s caught.

I.N

Jeongin thinks he’s prepared for anything—until you casually strut past like you own the place. His confidence takes an instant hit. He stiffens in his seat, suddenly questioning everything. Should he adjust his tie? Fix his hair? Why does his hand feel awkward just sitting there?? Felix catches him panicking and grins. "You okay, maknae?" Jeongin lets out a nervous laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yep. Totally fine. Just—uh—breathing." When you glance his way and offer a slight smile, he freezes completely. It takes Seungmin flicking his forehead to snap him out of it. "Yeah," Jeongin mutters under his breath. "Doomed."

Why did I legit get jealous for a min there🧍🏼‍♀️

So if hyunjin has his own Instagram, that means Troye can message him??