My real name is Viky and i prefer pronouncing she/her. On this profile, i'll be focusing on k-pop, mostly straykids and their memes. If anyone is uncomfortable with any of these themes, you can swipe whenever you want. No one is going to stop you🖤❤🤍
𝓛ili's masterlist.
Here you will find all my work's for each Stray kids member. And will update as works are released.
I have used emojis to help identify each works category.
Fluff - 🤍 , Smut - 📽 , Smau - 📞 , Angst - 🕊
BANG CHAN
Wolfchan plushies.🤍
What kisses they love (ot8) 🤍
LEE KNOW
Kitty theifs. 🤍
What kisses they love (ot8) 🤍
CHANGBIN
What kisses they love (ot8) 🤍
HYUNJIN
Bigger. 📽
What kisses they love (ot8) 🤍
HAN
Come home please.. 📞
Leaked. 🕊📽
Miss you. 📞📽
Insta stories w han. 📞
What kisses they love (ot8) 🤍
FELIX
What kisses they love (ot8) 🤍
SEUNGMIN
What kisses they love (ot8) 🤍
JEONGIN
What kisses they love (ot8) 🤍
Please do not translate, repost, or copy any of my works.
📱skz texts — they’re drunk (friends to lovers/confession edition)
| including. han, felix, seungmin, i.n
type. not requested
warnings. gender neutral reader, skz boys being druuuunk
a/n. just in honor of me imagining these silly scenarios and swooooning ^^ also because i just saw them and it was better than i could have ever imagined raaaaah i hope you guys like theseee mwahh xx
Hi ! Could I request for prompt 19 pls it sounds so fun 😊💜
Hi baby! I hope this makes you laugh 💜 I had this doe a few days already but I couldn't make a good header but today Pinterest sent those GORGEOUS pics to me
19. If I die, clear my search history. No questions
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No warnings
Alexa, play LO$ER=LOVER by TOMORROW X TOGETHER
You get the text at 2 PM.
Hannie: idk if I’m gonna make it… tell my mom I loved her. Also clear my search history. No questions.
Naturally, you panic. Because what if he got hit by a bike again? Or fell off his dorm loft trying to hang LED lights like last time?
You burst into the campus clinic dramatically like a k-drama protagonist, only to find Han sprawled on the stretcher, dramatically clutching his stomach like he’s starring in a soap opera.
“Jisung!” you cry.
He lifts his head.
“Ynnie… you came”, he whispers like he only got minutes left, “Hey, listen. If I die…”
“You’re not dying”, the nurse mutters as she walks past with a clipboard“He’s dehydrated and had three energy drinks on an empty stomach”
“I might feel physically fine again, but emotionally? I’m on the edge”, he mumbles.
You walk over, hands on hips, “You made me run here because you chugged Monster and didn’t eat the whole damn day?”
He groans, “It was the pink one! It tasted like ambition”
You roll your eyes and hand him the water bottle from your bag, “Here. Drink this. And what the hell was that about your search history?”
He pauses mid sip, “No questions, remember?”
Later, when he’s dozing off under a blanket and drooling slightly, curiosity gets the best of you. You pick up his phone and try typing in “skrrrlord00” as a joke. But surprisingly, the screen unlocks.
“There is something deeply wrong with this man”, you whisper. Still you have a smile on your face.
You scroll through his recent searches, finding:
“how to impress your situationship without looking desperate”
“bad hair day hacks for short kings”
“flirty compliments that sound casual but aren’t’?”
“how to ask your situationship on a date without ruining everything forever”
You clap a hand over your mouth to keep from laughing or melting into a puddle.
Because, welll… you are the situationship.
You already knew he liked you, but seeing it spelled out in desperate, nervous Google searches? It's so Han coded.
The next morning, he stumbles out of the bed in the same clothes as yesterday, hair sticking up in every direction, eyes squinting like he’s been reborn.
“Good morning”, you say sweetly, sliding a starbucks cup toward him.
He groans, “I saw the light. It looked like a vending machine. I wasn’t ready”
You laugh, “Glad you pulled through. Oh, and by the way, don’t worry. I cleared your search history”
He freezes, mid sip, “You what?!”
“I’m glad to help” you say innocently
He pales, “You looked it?”
“You said no questions but you didn't say anything about not looking”
You grin, leaning on the table.
“So. Just out of curiosity… what’s the success rate on ‘flirty compliments that sound casual but aren’t’?”
He looks like he’s considering running out the door.
“You’re evil”, he groans, burying his face in his hands.
You reach over and tug his sleeve, “You could’ve just asked me out”
He peeks through his fingers, “And ruin the mystery? The thrill? The drama?!”
“You were one search away from a PowerPoint titled ‘How to Win Yn' "
He drops his head to the table, “You know what? I’m never drinking Monster again”
You smile, brushing your fingers against his
“Just ask me next time. No need to nearly die over it”
He peeks up, cheeks pink, “Wanna go out with me?”
You shrug, “Sure. But next time, try using your brain instead of a search bar”
“Impossible”, he says, “My brain was busy thinking about you”
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