Skz With A Goth Friend/Partner! Reactions!
A/n: As a goth person, I really like this trope, but it’s extremely rare. Hope I don’t disappoint!
Summary: How they treat you as a person during their time with you.
Warnings: Language. I think that’s it. Enjoy! <3
Bangchan:
He treated you no different than he did anyone else. Underneath all of the makeup and accessories, you were human, too. He barely noticed it, honestly. He just saw you. He had that charm, making you fall for him. He bought you snacks and coffee, always being sure to also get you small goth keychains or charms for your bracelets. He didn’t mind it as much as strangers did.
When you first met him, it was by accident. You were auditioning at JYP, only to be turned down because you refused to abandon your style. Leaving, you ran into him, waiting to be judged with his gaze. Instead, you found a worried, warm gaze looking down at you, offering you a hand.
“Hey? You alright?”
Ever since then, you have been attached to his side. He became your support, and he was happy to claim that title. (#gothprotectorchan)
The first time he saw you without the makeup, he didn’t know who you were. And you let him reintroduced himself, and you finally told him, making him blush.
“Why would you do that, y/n!” He was so embarrassed. You reassured him that it didn’t bother you before you hugged him, getting ready to watch a movie.
Lee know:
He found it extremely attractive. He was all for people being real, and the way you presented yourself was screaming, ‘I am me, fuckers’.
He loved that he has never seen your bare face, because he knows that that isn’t your strongest version of you. If you could, he knew that you would tattoo your makeup permanently. He always stood by you, knowing the looks that you get. Fans even dared to ask him if you were his girlfriend, their faces disapproving, which upset him.
“What’s it matter if she Is? She’s gorgeous, isn’t she?” He’d say before gazing at you with heart eyes.
He’d always stick up for you, and loved that you let him.
He also loved how feline your features were, the makeup only highlighting them more. You even had the attitude of one, making him smirk whenever you’d start chewing out one of his members for no reason.
He also loved the dramatic outfits. It made him feel the need to match you, making sure to look his best for you as you do for yourself.
Changbin:
He thought the look looked perfect on you, but preferred seeing your face without the makeup. He thought that the natural glow of your skin was gorgeous, but you assured him that with the makeup was when you were your true self.
He was your best friend because he was so supportive. He always made sure to get you things that reminded him of you, and your collection grew perhaps a bit too large.
Nearly everything reminded him of you.
You even tried battling him with rap and lost. A lot. But you didn’t mind. It was fun.
Whenever you walked past him, you made sure to point out how your healed boots made you taller than him, making him respond by stepping on the toe of your shoes, both of you laughing as Hyunjin watched the interaction with a confused expression.
You both had matching rings, black (of course), that you wore on your pinkies. He had never taken his off, even during performances. You took your off before bed, but putting it on was the first thing you did when you woke up.
Hyunjin:
When he first saw you, it was when he first debuted, not fully grown, and slightly awkward. The first thing he thought was, ‘fashion icon’. He saw how comfortable you were in your own skin, how your gaze pushed past the judgmental eyes glaring at you. He needed to befriend you immediately. Now, him being the king at Versace, he became a model alongside you after some convincing, and did duo shoots together.
He was known for being clingy when it came to you, and you both did everything together. He learned a lot fashion wise from you, and loved that you were still the same goth girl he met (hotter, now). Now, any picture he takes has you in it, whether it’s in the background, in the front, or not in the picture at least and he just tagged you.
You were his everything, and he even wants to be you. You were iconic. Your attitude towards the world was so different from his, and he loved that.
He would paint anything you asked for, no matter how disturbing, his mind not questioning it once. He loved and adored you, and would do anything to make you happy.
He even bought you a black rose bouquet, thinking of you when he saw them. Naturally, you loved them.
Han:
He would put a lot of focus on it, and even make jokes about it.
“Going to go brood at the edge of a swamp or something?”
“Jo Jo Siwa? Is that you?”
“Presenting…Emona Lisa!”
It didn’t bother you, though. You found it cute. He put a lot of focus on who you were, making sure people never forgot. He even went as far as to write a song about you, and the color of your soul. It touched your heart.
He would play with the fringe at some of your outfits when you sat next to each other, and loved to talk to you about your jewelry. You would even share at some points. He wore your cherry earrings for a performance, wanting you to see that he could be goth too (hA!). He wanted to show you that you and him were meant to be besties.
During sleepovers, he would see your bare face and call you beautiful, but commented that he liked you with the makeup, making your heart melt. You would paint each other’s nails, him asking you to paint his black. You even do goth makeup on him during those nights, both falling for the look on him.
“I’d fuck myself,” he said, making you choke on air before laughing your lungs out.
“Oh yeah? You into the goth scene, Han?”
“Yeah… I’m also into you,”
Felix:
He watched as danced alongside Minho. He challenged you to dance some difficult dances while wearing your dramatic outfit that had lots of tufts and fluff, but it didn’t stop you from accepting. You were the main dancer o your own group, so it was just natural to you, much to everyone’s surprise.
Felix over when you visited. You were a part of a pastel k-pop group, so you were an obvious contrast to your members. But it never seemed to bother you, which attracted him. He loved how confident you were, and how proud you seemed to be when explaining your style.
He jumped in next to you, dancing with you and Minho. You were all now just having a good time, forgetting about the stupid bet. You proved that it wasn’t difficult. When Minho asked how, all you said was,
“How can I struggle when I’m most comfortable?”
Felix fell in love with the snap of a finger, and in that moment, he was invested.
You both often got coffee together before head in to your respective dance rooms, often talking about childhood and how you got there. One of the things he asked about often was your style and other things related to it. He loved seeing you talking animatedly about something you loved, because it made him love it too.
One day he got shocked by his accidental confidence. You grabbed his hand, asking about one of his rings. He told you about it, and as you went to pull your hand back, he, instead, pulled it closer to his, interlocking his fingers with yours. You didn’t pull away. You walked together hand in hand until you finally had to split.
“Hey,” Felix said, gaining your attention. “Wanna hang later?”
Your eyes lit up.
“Always, Felix!”
Seungmin:
When you asked him to cover hard rock song, he halted his movements, looking at you. You had told him once that his voice would sound amazing in the rock genre, and he accepted the compliment. He didn’t expect you to request something.
So that night he stayed up recording his version of the song. Two days later it was ready, and he sent it to you through bubble.
He was right next to you. Instead of talking, he texted, embarrassed. He watched your expressions, and, unsurprisingly, there wasn’t any. He guessed it had to do with being goth, how you never expressed emotions on the outside. After it was finally done, you pulled the ear buds from your ears, turning to your best friend.
“That was fucking sick, Seungmin,” you told him, smiling. “Sure you don’t want to go solo? I’ll be your manager,” you joked, elbowing him.
His ears were hot, a clear sigh they were red. He looked away from your beautiful pale face, trying to compose himself before speaking. His voice cracked despite his attempt.
“Never going solo., but thanks. It was actually really fun. I’ve never done that with my voice,” he explained, rubbing his nape nervously.
“You did great, love. And thank you…you didn’t have to do this, you know?”
Before he could respond, you kissed him on the cheek, making him freeze.
“Would you be opposed to another request?”
Jeonjin:
You had known each other since childhood, so when your style started changing rapidly, he became confused. But it didn’t shock him. Your personality proved to match your new style well, and it was like he was seeing you for the first time. The true you.
He accepted it quickly, never questioning you once about it. He knew that this was who you were, and who you were meant to be.
He even used some of your fashion advice, just throwing in different colors. You two were so close that when he debuted, they offered you a staff position so you two would still be together. You accepted after hearing the proposal, Jeonjin ecstatic and happy. He couldn’t imagine being without you.
As the years went on, your style became more dramatic and seductive, heavier makeup that highlighted your features, and skintight clothes showing a bit of skin rather than baggy dark clothes. The same thing happened with Jeonjin. No longer the teenage baby bread, now muscular, sexy toast.
You two were the visual duo. He even made sure that some of your outfits matched, even if the colors were too dark for his personal taste, making your heart flutter. He was so thoughtful to you.
He even let you do his makeup for some of the performances, because he knew you knew how to do more than goth styles. You pointed his nails, and did a nightly skin routine too.
i need to get this off my chest..
could i request a seungmin x reader where she just marks up his chest cause.. seungchest supremacy… (add any storyline leading up to it)
SEUNGCHEST SEUNGCHEST SEUNGCHEST
A/n: Girl- 🫠the things he made me feel when I saw these photos; him in that tank top?!? I literally died. I believe in Seungchest Supremacy 🫡
Warnings: biting, licking, marking, hickeys, MDNI, language, clingy reader, etc
When you watched the video he sent you of him at the Chanel ad, you nearly choked.
Though you had both been together for nearly a year, you had never been intimate. Nor had he ever bothered wearing a tank top. But the new Skz code showed you just how beautiful he had gotten.
And the Chanel ad? You nearly started foaming at the mouth at the sight of your boyfriend.
His neatly cut hair just made him seem more mature, accentuating his features, his gaze sharper.
You watched the Christmas video at least a million times before he texted you he was headed back home.
You counted the hours you had until you saw him again, hoping he was still wearing that beautiful outfit that showed off more than your used to.
Despite it being a suit, you saw that if he bent down, you could see the chest you've been dying to claim.
Yes...you had a but of a marking kink, and Seungmin knew that, but neither of you explored it, thinking it would cross boundaries.
You have never had sex, but light make out sessions were a must.
It was four am, but you were wide awake. You heard the lock click from your seat on the couch, the door creaking open slowly.
He must have thought you were asleep, because he left his bag by the door,.and walked towards your shared room.
"Minnie?" Your voice made him jump and spin towards the couch.
"Baby? Why are you up?" He asked softly, pulling his hat from his head.
You were disappointed to see him in a sweater and a pair of shorts, but he still looked as handsome as ever.
"Wanted to see you..." You muttered back as he grabbed your hand, motioning for you to stand.
You obeyed, and he led you to the bedroom.
"Here, I'm just gonna take a quick shower, okay? Then I'm all yours," he grinned, sitting you in the plush blankets.
"Do you need to? Its been two weeks," you playfully whine, making him laugh.
God, his laugh was like music to you. You wanted to hear it forever.
"Yes, babe. The plane was all stuffy, and I'm sweaty. Just give me five minutes, okay?" He was already grabbing his sleep clothes, noticing the t shirt in his hand.
"Hey, Min?" You stopped him, coming up with a plan. He looked at you.
"I think I'm going to run the heater tonight. You should wear a tank top so you don't burn," you shifted, waiting for his answer.
All he did was nod and replace the clothing in his hands for something cooler, and you internally celebrated when he grabbed his black tank top.
When the door shut behind him, you squirmed with joy, making the bed to get comfortable.
You had the pillows set up a certain way since you were sleeping by yourself for the longest time, but now you move them so you can sleep with your boyfriend.
As promised, five minutes passed, and he emerged from the connecting bathroom red. Hot shower.
A towel wrapped around his head as he scrubbed it against his scalp, making sure it wasn't soaking the pillows, or you.
When he lifted his head from the cloth, you gasped.
His hair stuck to his forehead, shiny under the lighting of your lamp. His facial expression made you clench your thighs together. He tilted his head back with a long sigh.
"I needed that," he groaned, popping his neck.
You finally brought your eyes down to his sleepwear. A black tank, and plaid bottoms.
You have seen his arms before, wearing the same tank top. But that was a year ago before he started going to the gym with the guys.
Now he filled it out, his chest slightly larger, and his shoulders broad and muscly.
You nearly drooled.
"And I need you! Now get in bed!" You giggled, watching as he threw the towel to the side of the bed with a smile.
He climbed up against you, kissing your forehead.
"Someone's needy," he smirked, lying down next to you.
"Always," you respond, making his face flush slightly.
"So, I just want to let you know, that that outfit for your Christmas ad? Fucking hot, Min. Did you bring it home?" You started, tracing patterns onto his hare shoulder.
He choked on air, not used to you swearing.
"What? No-" he cleared his throat. He never handled compliments well. "I-It was a part of their collection. Couldn't take it," He got quiet towards the end, making you smile.
But he didn't acknowledge your compliment.
"Didn't you hear me Seung?" You lifted your head.
"Yes...?" He looked up at you confused. The patterns on his shoulder stopped.
"What did I say then?" You challenge, your face serious.
You wanted him to know just what he did to you. How good he looked. You know he doesn't believe that he looks good, that he isn't as liked as you think. But you wanted to show him.
"That you liked the outfit?" He replied, tilting his head.
He reminded you of a lost puppy.
"Your missing an important part, Min. That you were hot...ARE hot. Wanna hear what my favorite part was?" You leaned down, your hair falling to frame his face.
"I-What? Uhm," he licked his lips. "What was, y/n?" He couldn't look away from you, your body nearly on top of his, filling his senses.
"You've never been one to show off, you know? But recently, your showing more. That outfit did very little to cover your chest. Anytime you moved a certain way, I could see into your suit, Minnie. God! Why show it off to stay before me?" You groaned, resting your chin in his collar bone.
His breathing had gotten heavier as he listened to your pleading words, slightly aroused by your stern tone.
"I never knew you wanted to see my chest that bad. You could've just asked," he muttered, eyes shutting as his cheeks reddened.
You lifted your head again, your lips hovering over his.
"Could I have?"
He was quiet. You both knew that you wouldn't have asked. But he would have given you anything you wanted. Will give you anything you want.
The only reason why you two hadn't had sex is because he wasn't sure if you wanted to. He would never have asked because he didn't want to make you uncomfortable.
You smiled, leaning in to capture his lips. It was slow, but gradually became more heated as the seconds passed, your body heat fusing with his, your breaths mingling. You pushed your tongue into his mouth,.moaning at the chance to taste him again.
He gripped your hips, grounding himself. He had always loved kissing you. It sent him into a whole new world. He would call it heaven if it made sense.
You pulled away, making him whine.
"Let me see your chest? I'll show you just how much I like it," you waggle your brows, giving him the choice. It was up to him. He sat the pace.
Without a word, he brought his had to the hem, slowly dragging it up his torso, giving you a show.
You sat patiently, enjoying the slow reveal of his beautiful body.
He had a light ab silhouette, making your eyes widen. You didn't know he had abs?! You wanted to lick them, but you stopped yourself. You'll get there later.
Once he brought it over the peak of his chest, he rested the fabric on his collar bones, moving his hand back to his side.
"This okay, baby?" You asked as you brought your head down to his torso, your breath hitting his heated skin.
He nodded. "Please," he whispered, and that was all you need to hear.
Above his left peck, you latched on, sucking gently before sucking harder. You grazed your teeth against his skin, and the sound he made made your eyes roll back.
He whimpered, his eyes shutting from the pleasure. You didn't know he was sensitive here.
You moved all around the nipple, avoiding it on purpose, trying to get a reaction. All you'd get was light moans and whines, but that was enough for you. Any sound of his like these you could listen to forever.
After leaving many marks, you finally brought your hot mouth to his nipple, and flicking the bud with your tongue.
His back arched in the bed, a loud moan eliciting from him. It made you grin against him, nipping lightly at him. He groaned, his hand coming up to fist your hair.
He didn't pull, but held you. It was feather light, and you knew he didn't want to hurt you.
You switched sides, your hand stimulating the one you just sucked, his head turning to the side as he sobbed from the overstimulation. His moan grew louder, his hips jolting up into the air. You looked in your peripheral, his thighs shaking as he dug his heels into the bed.
He's gonna cum, you realized, joy surging through you.
This will be the first time you ever make him cum, and just from marking his chest? Definitely an ego boost.
You go back to focusing on your sweet boyfriend, licking a long stripe from one nipple to the next, constantly switch so each one gets more sensitive.
"Y/n! Please..." He begged, making you pause for just a second to think.
Then you go back to it, sucking harder, but this time, letting your elbow brush against his clothed cock.
You barely touched him, but his head shot back, moaning louder as his hips twitched, his abs convulsing underneath your arm.
He came!
You lift yourself off his chest with a loud 'pop', drool coating your chin as you watched your boyfriend come down from his high.
His lidded eyes looked at you, his face and neck tinted red.
"That felt so good, baby," he mumbled, jaw numb from being open that long.
"You have a sensitive chest, Min. It's cute," you tease, pecking his lips before laying down beside him once again.
"If I knew, I would have told you. Thank you," He said before grabbing your hand, and bringing it up to his mouth to kiss.
"Your welcome. Believe me now?" You twist so your fully facing him.
"Yes..." He was still breathing heavy,.but it was more normal. He flashed you a loving smile before sitting up. "I'm going to change real quick, okay?"
He left to put on a t shirt and a pair of shorts, but you didn't mind. You got what you wanted, and even so, you can't deny the fact he looks good in a shirt.
"I love you, y/n," he kissed your nose after he got comfortable next to you.
"I love you too, Seungmin," You smile before cuddling against him.
Notes: credit for the beautiful dividers by @cafekitsune <3
I know this isn't my best but I just really loved the idea
Warnings: language, mentions of drowning, passing out, sharks, angst
You often went fishing on your own. It was one of your favorite pass times, seeing as you grew up on an island.
It was a small but loving community, and you found solace in it's silence.
You never killed something on purpose, always throwing your catches back into the water.
There was a group of guys swarming around the rent a boat business you came to once a week, and you found yourself scoffing when you were placed on a larger rent a boat with the group.
"Sorry, y/n. Your boat is in the shop. A hole was found in the bottom. But this way, it's a lot cheaper for you,"
John said, awkwardly scratching at his nape.
You rolled your eyes, getting on the boat. The guys mostly kept their distance, too busy playing around with their rods, getting the hook stuck in one of their hoods.
They were immature, and extremely loud and lewd.
Ad the boat drifted into deeper territory, they all started shoving one another, making the vessel shake. Your balance faltered, and you nearly dropped your rod into the water.
"Hey! Do you mind? You scared off my catch, you pricks," you yelled at them, pacing towards the blonde haired boy.
"What are you gonna do about it, princess? If you didn't want to have fun, you should have gotten on a different boat,"
You scoffed.
"Fishing is me having fun, asshole. Your the ones preventing me from doing so," you turned, about to stride towards your side of the vessel when suddenly you felt your shoulders caged.
"If you wanna catch fish so bad, go fetch," you heard the voice say behind you.
Suddenly, the strong grip led you towards the edge, a strong shove sending you overboard.
You yelled as you felt the cold water nip at your skin, the tide engulfing you as you thrashed.
Your head bobbed above water, and you heard the sickening laughs of the teens above you.
The boat drifted off, leaving you stranded in the depths of the sea.
It was miles from the island, you wouldn't make it if you attempted swimming.
Still, despicable knowing that, your survival instincts made you swim, struggle with the push of the waves.
You pushed yourself for what felt like hours, your vision blurring as you inhaled salt water, the burn keeping you alert. Your limbs felt as if they were on fire despite the freezing water surrounding you.
You felt your eyes closing against your will, your body stilling as you floated, exhausted. Black was all you saw as you felt your brain turning to mush, a large crash of the sea slamming itself onto your body, pushing you below the surface.
You woke up, startled, coughing aggressively. You felt the water swishing in your lungs. You lunged forward, feeling it creep up your esophagus, spitting it out. The salt made it burn.
After you were done hacking up bits of the sea, your eyes adjusted to your unfamiliar surroundings.
It was almost like a nook, the ones you would see in the movies behind a waterfall. The rocks were moist and glistening, and a soft sound of water hitting water filled your ears. There was also a pit filled with water a few feet from you.
Your clothes were damp, and your back ached from laying on stone. You weren't sure for how long.
Wait. How did you end up here?
You looked around again, noticing no other life than you and a few bugs.
Splash!
You whipped your head back to the body of water, noticing a large fin smacking back down, the stray water hitting your exposed legs.
You got up to sit on your knees, glancing into the water.
What you saw frightened you.
Despite the large tail you just saw, when you peered at the figure, you saw a human-like form.
It was blurry from the waves, but you saw a pale skinned boy with light blonde hair, his figure shaking with the tide. His pale body seemed to end near his waist, the color darkening immediately to a dark gray.
But that wasn't what scared you.
It was his eyes. They glowed yellow underneath the water.
You jolted back when he appeared to be rising to the surface, your breath quickening.
You scuffed your knee against the jagged rocks that made up the ground you sat on. You winced, eyes drifting immediately to your fresh wound.
Your mind was still fuzzy from the pressure of the water and new found pain on your leg that you didn't notice the creature coming out of the water.
"Hey! Careful, you could really do some damage," you heard the voice say.
His voice was deep. And had a thick accent to it, compared to the people in town.
You were so surprised. Surely, his top half looked human, but you didn't expect him to be able to communicate.
"Hey, you okay?" He asked again.
When you finally looked at him, you saw he was plopped at the edge of the rock where it met the water.
There was no shallow parts there, just a straight dive into the deep.
"What?" You were still confused about the whole situation, suddenly wondering if you were dreaming.
"Are you alright? Do you know your name?" His gaze turned into concern, looking around for what? You didn't know.
"I'm fine, I think...I'm y/n," you stutter, suddenly feeling cold.
"Ah. A pretty name. I'm Felix. You look hungry," he observed, bringing his finger out to poke your knee.
You flinched, pulling back.
"Sorry...I've just never seen a person so up close," he muttered, pushing his body back into the water, his head still above the surface.
"You eat fish?" He asked.
"Yes, I do,"
Without another word, he left.
You were stuck in this dome like cave with very little lighting, since the sun was going down. You took it upon yourself to look around, and was surprised to find some dead plants.
You brought it all to one corner, grabbing some jagged rocks. You scraped them together aggressively, and eventually, you had a small fire.
You hoped it would last.
When he came back, there was a torn net holding at least twelve fish, and you chuckled as he hurled himself up the ledge, sighing dramatically.
"Wasn't sure how much people eat so I got extra!" He grinned.
You noticed his sharp, jagged teeth, but for some reason, it didn't bother you as much as it should have.
"What are you?"
It came out before you could stop yourself. It was weighing on your mind for a while, giving you time to ponder while he was gone.
His smile faltered before he hid it quickly.
"I'm a shark," he said simply with a grin, opening the net of fish.
He grabbed a stick next to him before spearing the aquatic animal onto it.
"Are you sure? Sharks don't really...talk?" You took the stick from him, holding it over your small fire.
"I don't know? Me and my friends are all like this. I mean- they aren't sharks, but we can all talk? My dad called us hybrids,"
"Hybrids? So your half human?"
"I think? I mean I kinda look like you, but then the other half doesn't-"
He proceeded to keep handing you fish to cook, and you continued to while speaking with him.
"So your friends? You said they aren't sharks?"
His eyes sparkled at the mentions of his friends, his posture straightening.
"Nope! We're all different. I mean, one is a dolphin, the other is a squid, another a sea horse. We all couldn't be more different."
You nodded.
"So they aren't scared of you? Your a predator hybrid," you say, curious.
His eyes widened.
"Oh god, no! I have never hurt them or anyone. Honestly we're fearful of Minho, but I'm a playful way. He's the dolphin,"
You smile.
"I hear dolphins are the most dangerous animal out there,"
You both laughed.
"You might be right,"
It became silent suddenly, but it was a comfortable silence. The fish we're all cooked, so now you both ate.
"Do you remember how you got here?" Felix asked after cleaning the mess up.
You stilled, forgetting completely that you don't belong here. But he made you so comfortable, it feels like you had known him for years.
"Uhh, I fell off a boat? I was fishing I think." Your brain once again turned into mush.
"Two boys pushed you off the boat, y/n. I was lucky I got to you in time. The currents were harsh."
His eyes filled with sadness, his arm reaching up to rest on your calf.
You looked back at him, gauging his words. You remember yelling at the boys, but not being pushed off.
"I forgot," was all you could say.
"Listen, maybe you need some rest. It was a stressful day, after all. I can take you back to the island in the morning?" He tilted his head, his sharp teeth flicking through his lips.
"Oh, yeah. Sure. What about you?"
"I don't sleep much. I can keep the fire going, and go to find something for you to use on the water. If I don't, you'd probably get hypothermia," he grinned, his fin flicking against the water.
You smiled.
"The fire won't hurt you, will it?"
"No. As long as I get back to the water afterwards," he shrugged, scooting over to tend to the fire. "See?"
"Thank you Felix," you laughed, suddenly feeling insanely tired.
The last thing you saw was a heartwarming smile from him before it went dark.
You woke up to the sound of splashing, and fought the sun to open your eyes.
"Y/n? You ready to go?"
Your eyes Open to a cute, wet Felix. Behind him was a floating piece of wood, one that would be able to carry your weight.
"Yeah,"
He led you onto the platform, gently caressing your waist.
"Comfortable?" He asked, his hands hooked onto the sides.
"Yes, Felix I'm okay," you pat his head, watching his face contort into many emotions.
Confusion, denial, acceptance, enjoyment, happinesses.
He liked it.
"Alright, I'll be under the water this entire time, pulling from a rope okay?"
He almost looked like he didn't want to leave you out of his sight. It was endearing.
Wat you didn't know, however, was that he watched you sleep for hours. Not in a creepy way, but he knew it was cold, and didn't want you getting sick or anything. He admired you and your form. He would kill to have legs, and everything else that you do. Life underwater was harsh, even for him. It didn't matter if he was a shark hybrid or not. His caring and empathetic nature wouldn't let him be the predator he should be.
After making sure you were settled, he led you back home.
It took around thirty five minutes before you saw the big piece of floating land, but when you did, you felt your speed slowing down.
"Felix?" You asked, since he didn't come out of the water yet.
The water here compared to the cave was a lot darker. Why? You didn't know. But you were worried the rope cut loose and he didn't know.
It wasn't until you heard water from behind you that you started to worry.
"Felix. What's wrong? Did the rope snap?" You asked, bring your hand up to his wet hair.
He almost looked as if he were going to cry.
"Are you gonna forget about me, y/n?" He choked.
Your heart nearly broke.
"Of course not, Felix. Why would you think that?" You continued petting his head, watching his eyes roll back.
"You'll never see me again,"
"Woah woah woah. Says who? I can still see you, can't I?" You stop him, cursing yourself.
You hadn't even thought that far ahead.
"How would you? We are two different worlds, y/n,"
His eyes were large and shiny with emotion, making you swoon.
"I fish once a week. When I'm on the boat, you come find me, yeah?"
His eyes lit up suddenly, his demeanor changing.
"Really? You'd let me see you?"
"Of course, Felix. You saved my life!" You both laughed.
His light chuckle filled the air, despite being in the middle of the ocean.
"Alright, let's get you home,"
I'm in the middle of brainstorming for a Supernatural/Fantasy series for Skz, but I'm not sure what to start with. Could I use some help?
If you can think of anything different, leave a comment! All will be read and appreciated!
Synopsis:
Seungmin was a hybrid without hybrid features. No tail, no ears. Nothing. But he was still considered one. He thought that he wouldn't fall into a rut, but he was wrong. So his bandmates take upon themselves to help the poor pup when it comes.
Warnings:
Smut, mxm, threesomes, blow jobs, dry humping, kissing, drool, angst, fluff, penetration, collar and leash, fake ears, spit, hair pulling, etc
MDNI
Bangchan x Seungmin
Jeongin x Seungmin x Felix
Han x Seungmin
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Tag list: @xxeiraxx @rhonnie23 @skzlover24 @tenshimara
Pictures you'd take of bestie! Lee Know🐱
Casual distractions was so good omg ♥️ can you make a part 2 or a continuation from when Lee know and hyunjin come over?
Absolutely! It may take me a while, but I assure you, it will be written 🤎 feel free to request more! I need more ideas ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ
Pictures you'd take of your silly bf! Felix🐣
Hyunjin, My Muse
Hyunjin Masterlist°°MDNI. Divider by @cafekitsune <3
Fluff <🩷> Angst <❤️🩹> Smut <🤎> Drabble <📌>
SKZ when your period leaks through 📌 🩷
Perv Head-cannons! 🤎 📌
SKZ and your anxious tics 📌 🩷
SKZ and their favorite part of you 📌 🤎
SKZ with a Goth Partner 📌🩷
Pictures of
Pookie Hyunjin
Hyunjins Smile
Movie Night 🩷🤎 - (requested) You and Hyunjin came together for movie night, but one scene flusters him. You help him out since he's a virgin.
Casual Distractions 🤎 - (requested) Lee Know and Hyunjin cornered you into a janitors closet, showing you just how much they cared about you.
Member x member
Curious Hearts 🤎 🩷 - Seungmin found out that Hyunjin was a virgin, and that he also wanted Seungmin to take it. MDNI
Skz Reactions!
Bangchan:
You and the eight boys had been friends ever since they debuted, meeting because you were one of the staff. You were near their age, which helped the bond.
You were particularly close with Han and Bangchan, them being so similar to you.
While filming a dance practice, you felt something painful in your abdomen, immediately making you cringe. It was too early to start, so you brushed it off as a simple pre-cramp. You continued with the camera.
During break, while the guys watched the video for mistakes, Bangchan came up next to you, gagging you from behind. He loved hugs, and you were never one to say no. He was just to comfortable.
But after a few seconds, he let his grip loosen, making you yearn to feel him again.
He didn't step up next to you; he didn't leave his place behind you. Then, you heard a noise, one like the sound of clothing being removed.
You went to turn, but Bangchan stopped you, whispering, "Don't turn, y/n. You have a red spot on your jeans."
You froze.
Sure, he was your best friend, but to go through something like this? Your ears flushed, scrunching your nose.
Then, his arms wrapped around you again, this time holding the sleeves to his sweater, wrapping it snugly around your waist.
"Here, no one will know, okay? Don't be embarrassed. After this, just go change," Bangchan finally came into view in front of you, smiling gently.
"Channie, I'm so sorry-"
"Don't be, y/n. Its normal, I get it."
"But, I don't want to ruin your sweater-" You try pleading with him, face flushed.
"It can be washed, silly. Besides-" he paused, leaning in slightly. "I don't mind a bit of blood."
Before you could become more of a mess, he grinned and turned back to the guys. Getting in their positions.
"Hey, where'd your sweater go, hyung?"
"Y/ns holding it for me. It got too hot in here,"
Lee know:
You were in the kitchen with Felix and Lee know, the two guys you considered your closest friends. They both enjoyed cooking with you, and that made you happy.
It was late, you were sporting your white tee, and a pair of shorts that were cut a bit too short, but they guys didn't care. As long as you were comfortable.
The menu was simple, sushi and ramen. Quick, but filling.
The boys worked their magic, allowing you to help with slicing or heating.
As you went to roll some rice, a cramp knocked the wind out of you, the boys noticing the sharp intake of breath.
"Y/n? You okay, noona?" Felix asked, patting your shoulder.
"Mhm," you breathed out, nodding. "Sorry. Don't worry, it's all good."
"Okay," Felix responded, reluctantly going back to what he was doing.
You were suddenly tired, rolling less and less, leaning against the counter.
You heard shuffling behind you, and then a small gasp. That's when you felt it. The small, subtle trickle running down your leg. Blood.
Before you could get any words out, you heard Minho say to Felix, "An aspirin and a pair of sweats from my room," all Felix did was nod, looking shocked.
You went to move as the said that, but Minhos arms around your waist stopped you from cleaning the blood running down your leg.
"Minho, I-" you couldn't help but cringe when you felt the wet, cold paper towel running up your inner thigh.
Minho dragged it all the way up into your shorts, making you shudder. The coldness kept you alert and aware, feeling how he was taking care of you.
"Don't let this embarrass you, Y/n. It happens, okay? Here, put your hand where mine is," he told you, waiting for you to listen.
When Felix came back with the stuff, Minho led you to his room, blocking the sight of you from anyone passing by, trying his best to protect your image.
"Thank you, Min. I really appreciate it."
"No worries,"
Changbin:
As Bangchans younger sister, you often found yourself in the company of the 8 boys. You loved them all to death and hoped they felt the same.
Changbin by far was your favorite, because he was genuine with you. You had listened to his insecurities and helped him through them, only to be rewarded with hugs and random raps. You didn't mind.
You were sitting on one of the cushioned chairs in the lounge room, waiting for the boys to finish their interview.
It was at the JYP studio, so you weren't worried, knowing they were in their element.
You sat, scrolling through IG, waiting. It had been a few hours, but these things take time.
You felt your stomach rumble, and you sighed. Perhaps there would be time for a snack while you wait. But you had no cash.
The rumbles grew louder, and that sinking feeling in your stomach grew larger, turning into a sharp pain, making you whimper.
Normally, your period isn't painful, which is why you thought it wasn't your period.
"Y/n?" You heard from in front of you.
You were so deep in thought that you didn't hear them exiting the room.
"Binnie? How'd it go?" You asked, trying your best to smile.
"Fine. But your looking pale, jagi. What's the matter?" Changbin crouched, looking at you.
"Just some stomach pains, is all," You put your hand to your stomach, grinning.
"Need a hug?" He stood, spreading his arms. "They can cure anything!" His joy made you smile, standing to capture him in a warm embrace.
Your stomach died down for a little, but you felt Changbin shift.
"Maybe not everything..." He almost sounds like he was about to laugh, making you turn to see what he was seeing.
Your eyes widened.
Where you once sat was a large red spot, staining the chair, and, most likely, your sweats, making your face flush.
"Oh my god, Bin-" you choked, embarrassed by the sight. "We need to get rid of this chair,"
"How?"
"I don't know!"
"Treat it like a dead body...Let's burn it."
You smiled, knowing he was trying to get you to calm down.
"that's...oddly specific."
He looked at you with a glint in his eye, "Let's go get you some new sweats first."
"We can't leave this here, Bin,"
He thought for a second, before taking off his leather jacket, and, gracefully, placed it over the stain.
"Better?"
Hyunjin:
You and Hyunjin didn't get along, to say the least. Jeonjin was your friend, and when you started hanging with the others, everyone but him seemed to like you.
This didn't upset you, of course, but it was unfortunate because he was hot cute.
Jeonjin, you, Felix and Hyunjin were all at an art museum, looking at his work. You loved seeing his art despite his distaste for you.
His art was real, and it had meaning. It connected with you.
But once that feeling of happiness started, it all came crashing down the moment you felt your cramps. It started. Of course.
You motioned for Felix to come over to you, him obediently leaving mid conversation with some art critiques. Hyunjin was one of them, scoffing at you.
"Felix, I just started, but I don't have a tampon with me. I think there's one in the center console of the car. Could you grab it fo-"
"I'm on it, jagi. I'll text you when I'm back, okay?" Felix didn't wait for a reply, leaving.
He was such a good friend to you, and it nearly made you cry.
You turned, making your way to the restroom, not wanting your period to leak so soon.
"Hey!" You heard, turning. Hyunjin was standing there, a displeased look in his eye. "What'd you say to Felix that made him run out like that? I was talking to him," he complained, not meeting your eye.
"Girl talk," you replied, walking back slowly, trying to reach the door.
"Girl talk?" He looked confused before looking down at your bottoms.
It only occured to you in that moment that you chose to wear white jeans and a white shirt, your ears turning red.
"Oh...girl talk," Hyunjin breathed. He looked back up to your face to see you tearing up.
You expected him to laugh, maybe even shout about it, focusing the attention on you, but his eyes softened, making your blurry eyes close.
"Here-" Hyunjin whispered, pushing you into the bathroom, making his way to a stall with you. "We're at an art show, so maybe...if you..just-" he was stuttering, waving his hands, going to touch you, but stopped mid way.
"What?" You cringe at how little you sound, waiting for him to explain.
"Maybe, smear it around...?" He shrugged, leaving them suspended as he made an interested face.
"You want me...to smear blood...all over my clothes...?" You ask, suddenly feeling overwhelmed.
"Ive always wanted to make art with blood ... I don't know-" he was interrupted by your phone.
Felix had the tampons.
"Hyunjin...Felix is at the door with my things. Definitely not tonight. But maybe, before it ends...you could use my blood if you want to," It makes you confused, saying it out loud, but seeing Hyunjins face light up makes you not doubt it.
"Okay,"
Han:
Lee know was teaching you a dance in the dance room while waiting for the others to show up for practice.
You and Lee know were close, so you spent a lot of time together.
He even knew about your crush on Han, but Han only saw you as a friend. Right? Lee know begged to differ, but he is also a tease.
You, Lee know, Bangchan and Felix were already there.
Your body cramped up a lot, so when your stomach clenched angrily, you brushed it off as being overworked. Continuing, you ignored the pain as best as you could, jumping into the next position.
When Han walked in, he caught sight of you behind Lee know, watching yourself in the mirror, focused on the routine. He admired this about you.
How your hair flopped with your movements, your face scrunched with focus, your neck glistening with sweat. He loved watching your torso, because even though you were a girl, your thrusts compared to his were so masculine, making him feel tiny.
And your ass-! He always felt the need to stair, making him think he spent too much time with Lee know.
He loved that it moved so gently at a fast pace, defining your figure. How the sweats hugged it just right before flaring at the legs. How it was painted red with your-- wait, what?
It was then that he noticed that you were on your period, and leaking. No one else seemed to notice, him being grateful in silence, not wanting to embarrass you.
Without a second thoughts and trying to not make a scene, he ran up behind you, and gave you a hug, pressing himself flush against your back.
"Y/n! I missed you!" Han said, trying to sound normal.
"Han? Come on, I was dancing, man!" You groaned, not truly bothered.
"Hey, I got some news. Wanna hear it?" This caught both yours and Lee knows attention.
"Okay...?" Han never really acted like this with you, so you were a bit confused.
"Well, then I need you to come with me," he whispered. His bag of a change of clothes and water was still slung around his arm.
"What? Why?" You giggled, seeing his expression in the mirror.
He playfully tugged you backwards, making you roll your eyes.
"Just trust me, jagi. Close your eyes, I can't have you looking," Han smiled as you listened, gently leading you backwards into the hall, and to the private restroom.
He finally let you go, telling you to open your eyes.
"Han, what are we doing in here," You asked looking at him for an answer. He looked nervous all of a sudden.
"I made sure no one saw, so before you get embarrassed, it was just me," he explained nervously, digging in his bag.
He pulled out an extra pair of pants, holding them out to you.
"Why are you giving me your pants?" You asked, taking them anyway, looking at them with confusion.
"There's...blood. On your pants. I wasn't sure if you knew-" Han said, fidgeting.
"Oh," was all you could muster before seeing that his face was flushed, his cheeks puffed out.
"Thank you, Han."
"Of course. I'll let you change,"
Felix:
Felix was your best friend. Your partner in crime. Your go-to. He was your everything. And now, you both sat, playing videogames together.
"No!" He yelled, scrambling to get back in the lead.
All you could do was laugh as you continued your pace, besting him. He groaned as you wiggled in your spot, happy to have won.
"Don't get used to it," He grinned at you, making your heart flutter.
He was extremely attractive, and even more so with his black hair. A new color, one you had yet to see on him.
"Watch me," you stuck out your tongue, it being green from your sucker.
He returned the look, his tongue displaying purple, making you laugh.
"Are you hungry? I'm going to make some popcorn," he said, standing from his spot on the floor.
Comfortable and content on his bed, you responded with, "Chips."
He nodded, making a noise of approval before leaving, making you smile. He always took care of you.
When it was time to sleep, you both snuggled on his bed, and fell into a deep sleep.
Your dream was sweet. You worked a cafe bar with your friend, Felix. You were taking an order for some girl before hearing your sunshine call you. And then again. And again.
Now, your eyes open slightly, being Shaked awake gently, Felix calling your name.
"Y/n, you need to wake up," he whispered, not wanting to worry you.
"What's wrong, Lix?" You yawned, suddenly feeling sticky.
"I think...you made a mess..." He looked down at your power half, making you squirm.
Following his gaze, you saw a large patch of blood on the bed, your shorts, and...Felix's shirt.
"ohmygod Felix..." You gasped, now more awake than ever. "I'm so sorry!"
"Shhh..It's okay, jagi, it happens," he tried calming you, seeing you tear up. "Here, I'm going to go run a bath for you, and put the sheets in the wash, okay?" He went to get up, but you caught his wrist.
"What? No, it's my mess. Let me clean it up," you said, trying to sound strong.
"Y/n. Just let me take care you you, okay?" He said, and then a cramp hit you. You gasped lightly.
Almost as if he knew your body, he bent down and placed a soft kiss on your stomach, then left to start the bath.
Seungmin:
You and Seungmin never really talked, but you both often caught the other staring. It wasn't uncommon for the group members to tease you both about it, making you both flush.
Today was one of those days.
"Seungmin, like what you see?" Changbin snickered making the two of you look away.
"Shut up," he grumbled, making his members laugh.
"Awe, come on, Min. You know you like her," Hyunjin giggled, making Seungmins eyes widen.
They continued to bicker, getting a reaction from him. You continued to stay quiet, feeling uncomfortable due to your period cramps.
You had a tampon in, but it felt heavier than usual, making you aware. The boys stood making you stand and followed them. You were at an arcade for the day, courtesy of JYP.
Splitting into teams of three, it was Jeonjin, Hyunjin, and Lee know. Second, Bangchan, Changbin and Han. Third, You, Seungmin and Felix. What could go wrong?
About an hour in, Seungmin noticed your disinterest in the games, starting to worry. You brushed it off, just saying you were tired.
And you were. You lost so much blood, it nearly made you sick.
While he and Felix were shooting at dinosaurs, you felt the wetness between your legs, making you gasp, shuddering.
The guys noticed this, stopping their game.
"Y/n? Is it...?" Felix stopped himself.
Felix was like your brother, and he knew when your period was bothersome, so, you nodded, Felix responding by getting up to leave.
He was going to get another tampon from the car.
Seungmin looked confused, looking at the two of you. Then he saw your face scrunch up in pain.
"Y/n? You okay?"
"I will be," you nod, flashing him a small smile.
He noticed you rubbing your legs together, and as he looked closer, he saw a small patch of blood. It wasn't hugely noticable, but he saw it. He grabbed your hand and led you to a secluded area with barely any people, sitting down in a chair.
Instead of you sitting next to him, however, he placed you on his lap.
"Seungmin!? What are you doing?" You gasped, shocked at his boldness
"Shhh..." He said, wrapping his arms around you, rubbing your upper and lower abdomen, making you moan. It really relieved the tension from the cramps, making your mind blur for a few moments.
"Better?" He whispered, watching your face relax.
"mhm,"
I.N.:
As Seungmins sister, you found yourself head over heels with his best friend, Jeonjin.
You and him became close, but not as close as you had hoped.
One day, in the dorms, you were all eating dinner together, but you weren't as hungry as you usually were because of your cramps. No one really noticed other than Jeonjin. He was worried because eating was one of your favorite things to do.
Why aren't you eating?
He saw you using your chopsticks to poke the food around, and that was when he took action.
"Here, jagi. Try it," he said, bring his sticks to your mouth.
You looked at him, and seeing him like this, you couldn't say no. You gently bit the food off his sticks, chewing it happily.
The sight made Jeonjin calmer, seeing you eat.
After dinner, everyone was tired, and forcing themselves to their rooms. It was just you, Jeonjin, Bangchan and Han in the main room.
"Night, everyone," you yawned standing to make your way to you and your brothers shared room.
Everyone exchanged good nights, but as Jeonjin watched you walking in the hall, he saw a large red spot on your bottom, making him call out to you.
"Yeah-?" You looked at him with sleep in your eyes.
"Change your pants,' He whispered as he walked up to you.
"Why?" You yawned again, watching his features soften.
"Because..." He hugged you, but instead of a normal hug, he let his hands brush against your ass, making you gasp.
It was so unlike him.
When he brought his hand back to show you, you saw the red liquid glistening on his hands in the poor hall light.
"Jeonjin-"
"Shh, it's okay. It doesnt bother me," he said wiping it on his own sweats, making you cringe, but in the best way possible.
"Looks like we both gotta change," You giggled.