kpop fluff hours

my brain is a fanfiction machine and I need some sort of outlet // asks and thirsts and fluff and shit is open, fic requests are not lol // I post inconsistently and thats okay // 21, they/them

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faq/rules/intro

fic requests are currently NOT open

thirst asks/headcanon asks/fluff asks/general sleepover conversation is ABSOLUTELY open and allowed AND encouraged

I'm currently only really into/only writing for mostly stray kids, also some bts and kard

I want to get into enhyphen and txt so if you wanna infodump to me about them or any other groups go ahead!!! <3 I love hearing people ramble about their interests especially if it's a mutual interest yk

I post sporadically because I have another fic blog (@fbfh) that I tend to like a new born baby bird, waking up to feed it drabbles about my hyperfixations every hour throuout the night so if you want to read more of my writing for other fandoms check that out I post consistenly over there lol

kpop is a hyperfixation of mine so if I'm not hyperfixated on it atm I will be coming back with a vengance once it charges up some more dopamine in my brain, and this blog is a silly little void to scream into about my silly little beloved boys

my biases are chan, big matthew, and yoongi (bias wreckers are all of them, usually hyunjin and felix, jiwoo, and tae) so do with that what you will

PLEASE send me asks about literally anything that tickles your fancy (memes, ranting about your bias and how goddamn unneccesarily hot they are, infodumps about your fave group, or literally anything else on your silly little mind. I'm bored often and crave enrichment. I only bite affectionately,, like,, play biting. Like a cat. I'd love to hear from you is my point.)

no masterlist but I'll put any special tags I use here once I start using them, also anon tags once people start using those yk

I have a tragically limited social battery so if I drop off the face of the planet for a while don't worry!! I'm just napping lol

all nsfw content will be tagged as "tw smut" so please blacklist that if it makes you uncomfy or are under 18 or don't want to see it!!!!!! minors obviously dni with 18+ content!!!!!!!!! thanks!!!!!!!!!!

I think that's it??

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alpha!chan. you work at a record shop across the street from one of their concert venues. you don't even know the name of the group that's performing, your boss just told you to come in early and set up some endcaps of merch and albums for when the meet and greet lets out and people show up to look around. you don't even have time to look at what you're setting up because you're so preoccupied by trying to remember if you took your suppressants this morning or not. you left way earlier than usual and were rushing to get out the door and you can't remember if you actually took them or not. unfortunately for you, you didn't your omega scent gets a little stronger, and gets carried around by the spring breeze from the open windows. it's still subtle, you should be safe until you get home, but it's there if you know to look for it. also unfortunatley for you, it attracts a creepy guy into the record shop that you're going to have to try and avoid until your boss gets back from her break. across the street, chan and the boys are in the middle of a hi touch when he smells it. it's sweet and organic and more alluring than anything, but so faint he thinks he must have imagined it at first. eventually he can't ignore it anymore. he signals to the staff that he needs to take a break, and as soon as he can, he's slipping past security and following the scent across the street.

he opens the door to the record shop, but the scent is masked by something sour. he barely hears you tell the guy to leave you alone before bolting for a door marked 'employees only' before he smells it again. it's coming from you. and you smell scared. you hear a comotion and turn around to open the door, but as your hand reaches for the handle, it flies open and you're met with the most intoxicating masculine scent from the most beautiful man you've ever seen in your life. you're drawn to each other like magnets, and he drags you deeper into the storage room until you're safely nestled behind some shelves full of records and boxes, and your stomach flips as he sits you down on a table. everything about him, about his every move sends a rush of arousal pooling between your legs, and it makes your scent even stronger. he's already so close to you, the fresh wave of your intoxicating scent is too much. he buries his face in your neck, breathing in deeply right next to the scent gland in your neck. his breath is hot against your skin, and you feel your thighs squeeze together at the sudden - and incredibly intimate - gesture. after what feels like an eternity and entirely not long enough, he pulls away, keeping his face close to yours. "are you okay?" his voice sends chills down your spine, and you nod. he's not asking on some superficial level, he's actually asking, really making sure you're doing alright because he cares about you. he cares so deeply about you and your happiness and wellbeing, and as you brush your thumbs over his scratched up knuckles, you realize you care about his too. you've heard people try to describe what finding your mate feels like, what it's like to suddenly be irreversibly bound to someone, to fall head over heels deep into love in an instant, but those descriptions never made much sense to you. they didn't hold any weight in your mind, you just couldn't imagine what it felt like so it didn't mean anything to you. until now. you can both feel the palpable bond that's already solidifying between you, and you find yourself subconsiously tilting your head back for him to access your neck. you want him to mark you, to sink his teeth into you and claim you as his mate. he wants to as well, his lips hovering against your skin, panting and breathing in your intoxicating scent that he can't get enough of. his big hands tighten on your waist as he finally relents. he loses all sense, relenquishing himself to you, and sinks his teeth into your skin, growling as you let out a shuddering moan at the contact. Your bond is solidified as his teeth pierce your skin. He licks and kisses the mark as you cling to his muscular back to stay upright. Telling his company that he found his mate, keeping this new beautiful thing tying you together a secret, the inevitable media circus and scandals when people find out are all afterthoughts to how right it feels to hold you and touch you like this, and all he can think about is how lovely you taste against his tongue.

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More moments of Chan and idol!reader on we got married that made stans ship you more than Hongki and Mina. You decide to have a movie night at one point so you buy snacks and make a cozy pillow fort and take turns showing each other your favorite movies. You're up so late and eventually you fall asleep half way through one of your favorites. Chan is also very obviously about to fall asleep but he keeps fighting to stay awake for a few more minutes because he can't stop looking at you. You're both practically lying on the floor, supported by the cushions you took off the couch and every other pillow and large stuffed animal you could get your hands on. Your face is close enough to his that he can really take in the details of how pretty you are. Photocards and fan sites really don't do you justice. It's the first time he's been too tired to freak out properly. It's really sinking in that you're you and you’re this close to him. his exhaustion is now a means to an end as his stomach twists and his heart pounds from the palpable emotional intimacy surrounding you. He knows somewhere in the back of his mind that eventually the show will end and you'll have to part ways, but he doesn't know how he'll ever be able to do that, to wake up and not see your face. He pushes that aside for now, it doesn't even feel real yet so he knows he shouldn't be worrying about it. He traces his thumb over your cheek, touch feather light, and your breath is warm when it fans over his hand. He's usually such a grounded person, he's always been a realist so he never, ever expected to get swept off his feet like this. You've made him forget himself, forget being anything other than your husband, and he can't imagine not living in this dreamy little bubble forever with you.

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spending the day running around the city with Seungmin. trying out drinks and pastries at every cafe you come across, starting a little note in your phone of everywhere you go and your ratings on their drinks so you know where to go back to again. it's a little chilly and he holds your hand and swings it as you walk. he takes so many pictures of you, and you'd be lying if you said you didn't get just as many of him. you camera rolls are full of each other, of you together and the city and scenery and sky and every pretty thing you see. he makes you laugh so much and when he kisses you the tip of his nose is cold. you get so many pictures, make so many memories on this one date from this one day that you'll still be posting about it on your instagram for weeks. your boy is so sweet and he smiles so brightly when he sees you. you're wearing cute coordinated couple outfits and matching hats and he loves the way your hands look in his. he loves you to the moon and back, and reminds you of it every chance he gets.

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Or.... giving Felix head and telling him you'll stop if he doesn't let himself be vocal. You're fucking milking him dry with your soft mouth and pretty hands, every noise he makes spurring you on. If he sounds nice enough you'll end up overstimulating him. He sounds so pretty that happens often.

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F. Felix's moans. Felix's deep rumbling moans that tear from his throat and make the room shake when you bounce on his cock, let him watch as he splits you open. "Fuck, babygirl, just like that..." then he's moaning again. He sounds so pretty like that. You're fully committed to doing anything he wants if you get to hear more of his pretty moans.

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Ok so hear me out... While on the topic of Chan obsessed with idol!reader, do you think he would also have a collection of not-so-innocent pictures of her saved on his phone? Would he use them for ✨ unholy things ✨ or do you think he would be too embarrassed? Also... fan edits. Of her/of them together, how would Channie react to those? I can imagine a few things 👀 Btw the boys def tease Chan about his 'little' crush but NOT KNOWING THE HALF OF IT LOL

Have I mentioned I'm obsessed with ur blog?? ❤

THANK YOU BABES 😭 Made my fucking day fr <333

Ah, the sexy folder...... yeah. it's big and password protected and he adds to it often. Not every single picture of you looking stupid sexy (cause that would be all of them), just the ones that make his stomach twist and dick twitch (like a lot) and make his brain blue screen for a minute. The ones that make him feel like you're right there about to ravage his body are the ones that go in the sexy folder. He practically cums and dies when he sees ship edits, has his favorites saved and burried deep in multiple layers of mazes of fake out porn folders bc he doesn't want anyone else to see them.

He tries not to get off to you too much, it’s only when he's both deep in his feels and painfully horny that he gets desperate. It's a last resort, usually preceeded by watching porn or using his imagination, but those thoughts quickly drift to you, and he'll start imagining it’s the two of you in the video he's watching. Then he runs out of ideas or it starts to feel out of character and he just.... starts wondering. When he gets that desperate for how sexy you are and for emotional intimacy he will 100% get off to your pics. He stumbled across a really well written smut fic about you once and maybe two or three other ones that are his holy grail. He has them memorized by now. It clicks that of course it's that hot, it was written with love by someone who adores you as much as he does.

The boys (ESPECIALLY minho and jeongin and han. And sometimes felix.) Will tease the shit out of him, and they don't even know how down bad he really is. He shudders to think of what they'd say if they knew how bad he really, really does want you.

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Having dirty dirty nasty depraved thoughts about lee Minho on this day

AS YOU FUCKING SHOULD BABES ITS WHAT HE WOULD WANT FROM YOU.

No bc Minho is fucking dangerous. He'll get you doing the most filthy dirty depraved shit and he'll make you think it was your idea. He's a little evil and it's very sexy of him. He'll work you up until you're slobbering all over him through his pants and then turn around and be like "wow you really are a cock hungry slut aren't you? Why don't you show me what else you can do...."

I won't necessarily say he has a full blown corruption kink but he definitely does love watching how fast you transition from being super eloquent and put together to stupid horny and cock hungry and so fucked out all your words are incoherent moaning. He does like how you do that quite a bit.

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chan gave off such boyfriend vibes in chans room today😭😭😭 my heart was melting hes just too handsome and endearing to comprehend

FR FR FR!!!! Boyfriend Chan is literally the best. He’s always hugging you, swaying with you in his arms cause he can't sit still around you, he's too happy, too excited. He tells you he loves you all the time (between pickup lines and teasing comments that have you both suppressing smiles) even when it's not out loud. You hear it when he looks at you like that, when he listens so intently as you ramble about your day, the way he traces his thumb fondly over your cheek makes it loud and clear.

He thinks about you all the time too. Even when he's busy, you'll pop up in his thoughts for a moment, just long enough to fill him with elation and warmth, reviving all his determination. He has a note in his phone full of stuff that makes him think about you, stuff he wants to tell you, so when you see each other next he gets to see first hand the way you laugh and smile. He never lets you wash his hoodies before giving them back, he likes when they smell like you, so during late nights in his studio he can press the fabric against his nose and remember who he does it for, who his muse is.

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Thinking more about dilf!chan.... what do yall think his son's name would be??

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I'm thinking benjamin/benny or jihun

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bro pls i'm begging for more thirsty dilf chan with babysitter content you are genius for it 😍

THANK YOU BABES!!!!! Honestly dilf!chan is just so responsible and dripping in daddy energy he's impossible to resist. And he's such a good dad too, women flock to him at grocery stores and pta meetings but he either doesn't notice or doesn't care because he's too preoccupied with his son and his work and going home to screw the babysitter.

After that first time it's been nonstop. You're always saying how hard he works and how much you appreciate him, always asking him to tell you if there's anything he needs, anything you can do to make things easier on him. What really helps, what really relieves his stress and revitalizes him is letting him sink his thick neglected cock deep into your warm wet cunt late at night. He gets pussydrunk so easily, you barley have to do anything before he's pistoning into you, brushing against your cervix.

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Thinking more about dilf!chan.... what do yall think his son's name would be??

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Ohhh my god dilf Chan......... hard working responsible Chan with an adorable little toddler boy who wants to be just like daddy, doing his homework and coloring in apples on the floor next to Chan's desk while he mixes tracks and produces banger after banger, wanting to work as hard as his dad does. His kid copies everything he does. Chan pauses to get coffee, junior is following at his heels, pulling an apple juice or banana milk from the fridge. Chan sighs and puts his hands on his face while he tries to figure out this bass riff, kiddo sighs and puts his hands on his face while he tries to figure out how many sides a triangle has.

And of course he needs a babysitter. He works long hours and can only do so much from home, so you're there to fill in the gaps when his kid isn't kicking ass at preschool and Chan is still at the office, so to speak. As much as he would hate to admit this, he really has had his eye on you for a while. There's just something about how good you are with his kid, how much he loves having you over, frequently asking Chan if you can come with them for errands and outings. Chan is fighting with everything he has not to see you as more than his son's babysitter, especially since he knows his kid already does and is probably more attached to you than a kid should be to some babysitter. Probably because you're much, much more than some babysitter, your practically his kid's mother at this point. You know as much about him as Chan does, and are equally equipped to take care of him, and that maternal instinct you get makes something hot and heavy and intense stir in Chan's stomach.

It's so late at night when he gets back, and raining too. You figure Chan will walk you to your car like he always does, but this time he insists you spend the night. It's late and dark and raining and that's just the final straw for him, what kind of man would he be if he let you drive all the way home in those conditions? You can't turn him down, or maybe you don't want to. It wouldn't be the first time you've spent the night, but it would be the first time with him home. He's made up his mind and it makes you squirm a little. You never expected to love this job so much, but Chan is so stupid hot and he pays you really well, and his kid is sweet and well behaved on top of that?? This is the best job you've probably ever had, so you relent. He watches you fold, laughing nervously and not meeting his eye until you agree. If you knew the things he was thinking about you right now...

You find out just what he’s thinking about you soon when you find yourself folded up in his bed, climbing over you and caging you in with his muscular body. He's been so busy, he can't even remember the last time he got to sink his massive cock into a tight warm drippy cunt, especially one as cute as yours. He has you pinned down nice and tight as he stretches you open, moaning into your mouth. He fucks you so deep, so hungry for the way you squeeze him, strangling his cock, making him feel things he hasn't felt in ages. He babbles praise and thank yous studded with moans in between strings of curses. Fuck, you feel so goddamn good. From the second he popped the tip into your soft wet folds he knows he's not letting you go anywhere. And this is certainly not the last time he'll have you screaming daddy.

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Bro at this point I just fall in love with anything you write. Please keep on sharing more thoughts, headcanons, ideas etc.. ❤❤

THANK YOU!!!!!! You have no idea how much that means to me sjikssjsk-

I would like you to know that sleepy bang chan first thing in the morning is really something else. He's all bare faced and flushed with some sheet marks on his cheek and arms. His hair is all tangled and flat where it's pressed against your pillows and he has the blankets pulled half way up his face and almost entirely over yours. His arm is heavy over your waist, and your face is nuzzled into his chest, rubbing against the soft fabric of his t shirt. It's so warm with you two like this that he's a little sweaty but he smells so nice, so much more like himself like this that you can't help but shove your face deeper against the soft fabric and relaxed muscles of his chest and take in a deep breath to absorb his scent. He hums, deep and gravely and bordering on a similar, much more explicate sound you got him to make several times last night, and he moves his hand to the small of your back, pulling you closer to him and rolling over to get comfier. Neither of you have to be up yet, so you'll stay like this with him for as long as you can.

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when Chan is away he has to stay really busy or he misses you so much it's unbearable. it's almost physically painful, but there are moments in between when he can't keep himself busy. after practice, on the road, the hours of flights, long nights alone in hotel rooms wishing the pillow he sprayed your perfume or cologne onto was the real thing that he knows something's got to give. if he can call you he will, but sometimes the time differences just don't line up. he told you once he wished you had a podcast so he could listen to your voice, your soothing familiar speech patterns that hit his brain like an antidepressant for hours and hours. you're not going to be able to call for a while because of the time zone, so when he's wrapped up in chilly hotel sheets that would be much more comfortable if you were here to warm them up, he sees a voicemail from you. he listens in slience to three minutes of pure bliss as you ramble about nothing until you're finally cut off by the time limit. he sends you a whole paragraph, then tucks his phone under the pillow he's holding and listens to it over and over until he can fall asleep, imagining it's you.

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Chan has been listening to the same song all week. It's a minute and a half long, and it's not on spotify, soundcloud, or itunes. It's a YouTube video of you and a member of your group covering a song from your favorite band. They're a literal local garage band from your hometown that you've been following for years. Their recording quality is shitty and their composition is rough but that's really what you love about it, the roughness. It feels organic, honest. That love translates as he watches you and your member sing and strum an acoustic guitar and harmonize at the bridge. When he listens to the original again later, it will sound different. He can't hear any songs you've covered the same way that he used to.