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seungmin biased 𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚

‘Cause every time we touch, i get this feeling, every time we kiss, i swear i could fly.’

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angelchannieeee

Im tired of dominant/top han jisung propaganda because just because the reader is a WOMAN doesnt mean we're all subby bitches!! #han

pls do a part two of almost confession when they meat again 💔

Here to stay

Han jisung x f!reader

Synopsis: part 2 of this fic- part 1

A/n: im so sorry this took sooo long i honestly didn’t know what to write, i don’t normally write part 2’s of my angsty fics. But im so glad u requested this as it was so fun to write. Hope you enjoy my lovelies <33

Wc: 1,671

The whole journey back felt longer than it should have.

Every train announcement, every passing streetlight, every second she spent staring at her reflection in the window only gave her more time to think.

miunicornfluff

I just want Leeknow to suck my pussy , Han can join into 🩷🩷💚🩷💚🩷💚 is that to much to ask for

honestly real

miunicornfluff

𝓓OUBLE TROUBLE tamer!minho x brats!jisung&&fem!reader ꣓𑣿ྀི when you and sungie are both testing minho's patience, you already know it won't end well ! (⁠｡⁠ﾉ⁠ω⁠＼⁠｡⁠) warnings. oral sex, sex, minho helps reader ride jisung, hyung kink, idk im too lazy to add more but mdni obviously. and yes i half assed the end coz i got tired. only the first 2-4 paragraphs r proofread help

"uughh, come onn! you're always the one picking the movie!" you whined, trying to steal the remote from jisung. "nuh-uh!" he huffed and pushed you away from him, gripping the remote in his hands like it was a matter of life or death.

minho sighed. it was supposed to be a calm, fun movie night with all three of you, but he was starting to regret agreeing to it, seeing you two fight over the remote like spoiled brats. you two were clearly testing his patience.

The almost confession

Han jisung x f!reader

Synopsis: After months of almost-confessions, Jisung finally tells you he loves you. But the happiness barely has time to settle before you confess you’re leaving the next morning, turning a long-awaited confession into an almost-goodbye.

Cw: mostly soft/fluffy angst, crying, separation anxiety, bittersweet ending

a/n: this idea has been in my notes app for agesss i’m so glad i finally wrote it

Wc: 3,408

Part 2

The studio is quiet except for the soft hum of the computer and the tiny crackle of his speakers. Outside, Seoul is asleep, but inside the room, Jisung is wide awake, sitting cross-legged on the floor with his hoodie sleeves pulled over his hands.

You’re on the sofa behind him, half-buried under his oversized jacket because you complained about the air conditioning twenty minutes ago. He had acted like giving it to you was no big deal, but he hasn’t stopped glancing back at you since.

Wrong person, right love

Kim seungmin x f!reader

Synopsis: After years of quietly loving Seungmin from the sidelines, you finally realise that being his safest place is breaking your own heart. So you walk away - not because you stopped loving him, but because you needed to stop waiting. Months later, Seungmin returns with the confession you once dreamed of hearing, only to realise he learned to love you too late.

Cw: none! Just a little angsty

A/n: this is quite abit shorter than normal, im sorrryyy

Wc: 2,062

The first time you realised you loved Kim Seungmin, he was laughing at something that wasn’t even funny.

It was late, too late for either of you to still be awake, but neither of you had ever been very good at leaving each other alone. He was sitting on your kitchen counter, swinging his legs like he belonged there, like your home had always had a place carved out for him. His hoodie sleeves covered half his hands. His hair was messy from the rain outside. His cheeks were pink from the cold.

And when he laughed, soft and breathless, you remember thinking:

Oh.

Not dramatic. Not earth-shattering. Not like the films said it would be.

Just oh.

Like your heart had finally found the name it had been trying to say for years.

You never told him.

Maybe that was where everything went wrong.

Or maybe everything had already gone wrong long before that — in every almost, every lingering glance, every night he called you first but introduced you to everyone as his best friend. His safest place. His person.

Never the person.

Just… his.

And for a while, that had been enough.

Until it wasn’t.

“Are you listening?” Seungmin asks, nudging your shoe with his under the table.

You blink, pulled back into the café, into the soft clatter of mugs and rain tapping against the window beside you. He’s watching you with that familiar half-frown, the one he wears when he’s pretending not to be worried.

You hate that you know him so well.

You hate that he knows you just enough to notice when something is wrong, but never enough to understand that it has always been him.

“Yeah,” you lie, wrapping both hands around your cup. “Sorry. I’m just tired.”

“You’re always tired lately.”

There’s no accusation in his voice, only concern, and somehow that makes it worse.

You smile because it is easier than explaining. Easier than saying, I’m tired of being in love with someone who only reaches for me when he’s lonely. Easier than saying, I’m tired of being your almost.

Instead, you shrug. “Work’s been busy.”

Seungmin hums, unconvinced. “You’ve been avoiding me.”

Your fingers tighten around the cup.

There it is.

The thing you both knew, but neither of you had said out loud.

You look out of the window, watching people hurry past beneath umbrellas, their shoulders brushing as they walk close enough to share warmth. “I haven’t.”

“You have.”

“Maybe you’re just not used to me having a life outside you.”

It comes out sharper than you mean it to.

Seungmin goes still.

For one awful second, you wish you could swallow the words back down. But then he looks at you — really looks at you — and something in his expression makes your chest ache.

Not anger.

Hurt.

Confusion.

Like he truly has no idea how long you’ve been breaking beside him.

“What does that mean?” he asks quietly.

You laugh once, but there is no humour in it. “Nothing.”

“No.” His voice is firmer now. “Don’t do that. Don’t say something like that and then act like it’s nothing.”

You finally meet his eyes.

Bad idea.

Seungmin has always had eyes that make you weak. Not because they are soft all the time — they are not. He is blunt and teasing and sometimes so emotionally constipated it makes you want to scream. But his eyes have always given him away.

And right now, they are begging you to stay exactly where you are.

Exactly where he left you.

“I can’t keep doing this,” you say.

The words are barely above a whisper, but they land between you like a dropped glass.

His brows draw together. “Doing what?”

You breathe in.

Your throat burns.

“Being yours when you’re not mine.”

Seungmin doesn’t move.

The café continues around you like your entire world hasn’t just cracked open. Someone laughs near the counter. A spoon clinks against ceramic. Rain streaks down the window in thin silver lines.

He says your name, so softly it almost ruins you.

You shake your head. “Don’t.”

“I didn’t know.”

“That’s the problem, Seungmin.” Your voice trembles, and you hate it. “You never knew. I was right there. For years, I was right there.”

His lips part, but no sound comes out.

You look down before you start crying in front of him. You promised yourself you wouldn’t. You promised yourself that when this moment came, you would be calm. Dignified. Untouchable.

But loving Seungmin has always made a liar out of you.

You stand before your courage can leave you.

Seungmin rises too quickly, his chair scraping against the floor. “Don’t go.”

And God, you almost listen.

Because it is him.

Because it has always been him.

But that is exactly the problem.

For years, every part of you has bent towards him like a flower chasing sunlight, even when all it did was leave you cold. You have loved him through every mixed signal, every midnight call, every careless touch that meant everything to you and nothing to him.

You have loved him so quietly that he never had to notice.

And now, for the first time, you are tired of being quiet.

“I have to,” you say.

His face changes. “Why?”

The question almost makes you laugh.

Not because it is funny.

Because it hurts that he still has to ask.

You look at him one last time — at the boy who knows your coffee order, your favourite songs, the exact tone of your voice when you are about to cry. The boy who knows everything about you except the one thing you have been begging him to see.

“Because I can’t keep being your safest place when you’re the reason I don’t feel safe anymore.”

Seungmin freezes.

You see the words hit him. You see the confusion turn into something sharper, something closer to realisation.

But not close enough.

Still not enough.

He says your name, barely above a whisper.

You shake your head. “Please don’t.”

“If I did something—”

“You didn’t do anything,” you say, and your voice finally breaks. “That’s the problem. You never did anything. You never chose me. You never asked me to stay. You just kept leaving enough space for me to hope.”

Silence settles between you.

For once, Seungmin has nothing to say.

You wish that made it easier.

It doesn’t.

“I loved you,” you admit.

The past tense makes him flinch.

And maybe that is cruel, but it is also true. Or at least, it is what you need to become true if you are ever going to survive this.

His lips part. “Loved?”

You smile, small and sad. “Yeah.”

It is a lie.

Mostly.

But maybe healing starts with saying something enough times until your heart gets tired of arguing.

“I’m done waiting, Seungmin.”

He looks at you like you have just taken something from him.

Maybe you have.

Maybe, after years of handing him your heart without him ever asking for it, you are finally taking it back.

You pick up your coat.

This time, he does not stop you.

And this time, you do not turn around.

⸻

Months later

The first thing Seungmin notices is that you look lighter.

Not happier, exactly.

That would have been easier to hate.

No, you look peaceful.

Like the world has stopped hurting you in places he never knew existed.

He sees you outside the small bookshop you used to love, the one tucked between the florist and the bakery on the corner. You are holding a paper bag in one hand and a drink in the other, your hair moving gently in the wind. Someone beside you says something, and you laugh.

Really laugh.

Seungmin forgets how to breathe.

For months, he has imagined this moment.

He thought seeing you again would feel like relief. Like coming home after being lost for too long.

Instead, it feels like standing outside a house that no longer has a door for him.

You notice him a second later.

Your smile fades, but not completely.

That hurts more than he expects.

Because you do not look angry.

You do not look like someone still waiting for an apology.

You just look surprised.

“Seungmin,” you say softly.

His name sounds different in your mouth now.

Less like a prayer.

More like a memory.

“Hi,” he says.

It is pathetic. After all the things he has practised saying, that is what comes out.

Hi.

You glance at the person beside you, then back at him. “Can we have a minute?”

They nod, giving Seungmin a polite smile before stepping inside the bookshop.

He hates how easily they listen to you.

He hates that they know where to stand.

He hates that they seem to understand something he spent years missing.

You turn back to him. “How have you been?”

The question is gentle.

Too gentle.

“I miss you,” he says.

Your expression shifts.

Not enough for anyone else to notice, maybe.

But Seungmin notices.

He notices everything now.

Too late.

You look down at the cup in your hands. “Seungmin…”

“I know,” he says quickly. “I know I don’t have the right to say that.”

“You don’t.”

The words are not harsh.

That makes them worse.

He swallows, nodding once. “I know.”

A silence passes between you, filled with all the things he should have said months ago. Years ago.

“I didn’t understand it then,” he says. “When you left. I thought I was losing my best friend, and I was so angry because I didn’t know why it felt like more than that.”

Your eyes soften, but you do not move closer.

“I know now,” he continues, voice cracking. “I know what you were to me. What you always were.”

Your grip tightens around your drink.

His heart stumbles.

“I love you,” he says.

There.

The words are finally out.

The ones he should have given you when they still could have saved something.

For a moment, you say nothing.

And Seungmin lets himself hope.

Just for a second.

Then you close your eyes.

When you open them again, there are tears there, but they do not fall.

“I wanted that so badly once,” you whisper.

His chest aches.

“Once?”

You smile, and it is the saddest thing he has ever seen.

“I waited years for you to say that.”

“I know.”

“No,” you say gently. “I don’t think you do.”

He looks at you, helpless.

You take a breath, shaky but steady. “I loved you until loving you started feeling like losing myself. And then I had to learn how to stop.”

Seungmin shakes his head. “You don’t have to stop.”

“But I already did.”

The world goes quiet.

He hears people walking past. The soft bell of the bookshop door. The wind brushing through the street.

He hears everything except his own heart, because it feels like it has stopped.

“You moved on,” he says.

You look at him with so much tenderness that it almost breaks him.

“I had to.”

His eyes burn. “Is there really no chance?”

You are quiet for a long moment.

Then you say it.

The sentence that will live inside him forever.

“You only loved me when I stopped waiting for you to.”

Seungmin flinches.

Not because you are cruel.

Because you are right.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers.

You nod, blinking back tears. “I know.”

“I really do love you.”

Your smile trembles.

“I believe you.”

That hurts most of all.

Because you believe him.

And you are still leaving.

The bookshop door opens behind you. The person from before looks out, not interrupting, just checking. You turn slightly, and something in your face changes — softens in a way Seungmin remembers wanting for himself.

That is when he understands.

This is not a punishment.

You are not trying to hurt him.

You have simply built a life that no longer has space for the version of him who took too long to choose you.

“I hope you’re happy,” he says, even though it nearly kills him.

You look back at him.

“I’m trying to be.”

He nods.

There is nothing else to say.

So this time, Seungmin is the one who watches you walk away.

And for the first time, you do not look back.

gyuzies

𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾

[𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘫𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨]

han jisung x fem!reader

» established relationship, sub!jisung, switch!reader, pussydrunk downbadism hannie.. [2.4k]

when you show up unannounced at his concert as a surprised, he has to show you just how much he missed you.

contains .ᐟ.ᐟ › munch... oral (fem rec), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, praise, cumming untouched, whiny hannie, tit sucking, humping (?)

scan here for group masterlist → 𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃 ˎˊ˗

I think I've already requested this but since I'm not sure and you're back now I'll just ask again:

I would love it if you could write a reader×Seungmin (or Felix (but if you think there's another member who suits better feel free to ignore my suggestion)) first love story where they both start having feelings for each other. But since it's her first time feeling like this she is super scared and backs away anytime he makes a move because she's scared it's not what she wants + she doubts whether she's even good enough for him.

Don’t pull away

Seungmin x f!reader

Synopsis: Falling for Seungmin should feel easy, especially when he’s nothing but gentle, patient, and quietly devoted. But for the first time, your feelings are too real to ignore, and every soft glance or almost-touch sends you running before he can get too close. When Seungmin finally confronts you about pulling away, the truth comes spilling out: you’re scared you’re not good enough for him. But Seungmin isn’t willing to let you believe that. Not when all he wants is to love you exactly as you are.

Cw: none just fluff!

a/n: haii im so sorry i didn’t get to you request beforee. But i hope you enjoy it, this was super fun to write!!

wc: 2,034

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Seungmin had a way of caring that made it impossible to pretend he didn’t.

He never announced it. Never made a show of it. He just remembered.

He remembered that you liked your coffee with more milk than coffee, that you always forgot your scarf even when the weather was cold enough to bite, that you hated walking too close to the road. Somehow, every time the pavement narrowed, he ended up on the outside without saying a word.

It should have been easy to ignore.

It was not.

Fellow seungmin gooner omg hihihi how r youuu

Haiiiii im gooood!!!

Your pussy is completely soaked now, Jisung's face shiny with your juices as he continues to eat you out. Minho reaches down and slaps Jisung's cheek, marking it with your own wetness. "Open your mouth,ji..."

Jisung instantly drops a sloppy kiss on your clit before opening his mouth wide, panting heavily with his tongue out, presenting himself completely to Minho. Your juices drip from his lips and chin, his entire face glistening with your arousal. Minho spits right onto his tongue, claiming him.

#drabble #stray kids #stray kids fanfic #kpop imagines #kpop x reader #skz imagines #kpop smut #minsung #minsung smut #minsung x reader #stray kids smut

Ive been gone for so long im so sorrrryyy <33 but i’m back now and if anyone has any requests dont hesitate to send me them!!

I cant get over how attractive finn wolfhard looked getting force fed food in the new snl

#finn wolfhard #snl 51

In my opinion, here are some deaths in the Stranger Things finale that should have occurred if they didnt all have crazy plot armor Firstly, Steve and Dustin should have died together. The number of times they say “you die, I die” throughout the series, even in previous seasons, suggests that they should have met their end together. Secondly, Will should have died when Joyce killed Vecna because hes still technically connected to the hive mind. Just imagine Joyce killing Vecna only to find her son dead, realising she had technically killed him. Lastly, Eleven should have died when Hopper shot her instead of him being in a trance when he shot. If Hopper had actually shot her, they would have had to find another way to kill Vecna. - anyway i did actually really enjoy the finale i just felt it was a little unsatisfying and i think more people should have died

#strangerthings #strangerthings finale #st5 finale #stranger things s5 #stranger things season 5

Between schedules

Seungmin x f!reader

Synopsis: After years of loving Seungmin through comebacks and tours, you realise understanding his life doesn’t make the waiting hurt less—and you choose to let go, even though you both still love each other.

a/n: sorry i haven’t posted in so longg ive been super busy but i should be back to posting regularly again

Cw: angst, no happy ending

Wc: 2,181

The months that are yours are always so good it’s almost cruel.

They’re the quiet stretches between the noise—when the promotions slow down, when the flights stop stacking like dominoes, when his phone isn’t vibrating every five minutes. Those months feel like you’re allowed to exhale again.

Seungmin cooks badly on purpose because he likes the way you laugh when he pretends it was “definitely meant to taste like that”. He falls asleep with his cheek pressed to your shoulder, arm heavy around your waist like he’s anchoring himself. He sends you voice notes just to say, “I’m walking home,” as if the fact he’s walking home to you is the most ordinary, precious thing in the world.

In those months, it’s easy to forget the other version of your relationship exists.

hyunjin4luv-deactivated20260129

Could you write fluff Leeknow x best friend (or 9th member if you prefer) femreader headcannons with a mention or something of Leeknow saying that reader looks like if his cat soonie was a human. And that why he has a softer side to her

pure fluff/reader is implied to look like a cat/teasing

𝗡𝗶𝗻𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝘁 - I didn't think I would get a suggestion so quick omgh, but this is so cute so I'm gonna do it!!! And sorry if this is too short!!!

Bestfriend!Minho, who always likes to touch your face, caressing your face like he would with his cats.

Bestfriend!Minho would bring you to his house so he could take thousands of pics of his two babies playing and cuddling with each other.

Bestfriend!Minho would randomly bring up that you look like his cat as you lay on his couch; he would murmur quietly with a soft undertone in his voice. "You know...you really look like Soonie..." He would stare at you intently.

Bestfriend!Minho who would be pissed after practice, but always have soft tone whenever he talked with you, he didn't care how mad he was, he would never speak at you with angry.

Bestfriend!Minho would blush slightly as he watched you lie on his chest, nuzzling closer to him, just as his cats would.

cheeseceli

Seungmin who buys you a ring after coming back from a tour and planned the proposal when he was in the plane, noticing that he truly couldn't live apart from you.

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