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SKZ with Piercings
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Vocalracha
Warnings: needle talk, piercings, sfw and nsfw, language
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Seungmin-
Wouldn’t get any himself. His ears aren’t even pierced. But he doesn’t mind people with them.
Korea doesn’t have many pierced citizens so it’s a bit odd to see them, but he gets used to them quickly.
Loves his partner’s piercings. He admires them both up close and from afar. Loves touching them randomly with his boba eyes wide with curiosity.
Buys jewelry rarely, but makes sure it’s something you’d like.
Doesn’t like it when you hide them with skin colored resin; he thinks it’s you being ashamed of who you are. You explained that you can’t find a job because of them, and all he replied with was, “You don’t need a job. Just let me take care of you.”
Will argue with anyone that looks at you the wrong way.
If you have a tongue piercing, he loves the feeling of you licking the side of his neck, and his nipples. The cool metal causing them to harden underneath you.
Will go with you to get more.
Loves worshipping your belly button piercing with his teeth. Could kiss each and every jewelry without worrying about the time.
Will change your jewelry if you’re too tired or focused on something else.
Will buy jewelry for certain occasions.
Jeongin-
Loves ear piercings; doesn’t plan on any face piercings other than a dermal maybe.
Loves seeing people with such diverse piercings, not knowing you could pierce literally anywhere on the body.
Once he gets used to seeing them, would look on Pinterest for different kinds.
Asks Bangchan and Felix about it since it’s more common in Australia. Loves seeing the fake piercings on his hyungs.
With his partner, I feel it wouldn’t be talked about, but internally, he would be so interested and curious to if they hurt or not. Loves face piercings on you, as well as any other body mods.
Asks if they hurt when he’s had too many drinks, whining at you to not hurt yourself. Loves seeing the silver in your mouth when you smile.
Absolutely adores any star jewelry, buying all that he sees. Stars end up becoming your favorite shape because of him.
Would buy matching star earrings with you.
Pulls your hair back trust to see your studded ears, loving the way they shine.
Cleans your jewelry if he feels they need more attention and wants you to wear clean jewelry.
Makes sure you take care of them properly after some research if you get any more piercings.
Kisses each piercing when he comes back from tour, not having seen you, or them in months.
Picks a favorite and even gives it a name. Something silly like Ruby or Johnathan.
Loves holding your breasts and face while being intimate, the feeling of the cool steel against his hot hand making him twitch inside you.
Forces his tongue into your mouth to press his tongue flat against your piercings. Loves feeling it against his cock, too.
Loves when you push your head int his neck, feeling the metal scratch aggressively against his skin, sometimes leaving scrapes that he has to his later.
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!
Perv! Skz! Headcannons
Warnings: Perv behavior, obsessed Skz!, smut, unsuspecting reader, actions of weirdos
A/n: MDNI, just my thoughts on how they would behave were they perverts <3
Perv! Chan- 2/10
Conflicted eternally once he starts having these thoughts about you. He wouldn't act on them because he respects boundaries and cares for your comfort.
Didn't see you that way until you started wearing more revealing clothes. A short white tee during one if your walks. Low and behold, it rained.
Your pink lace bra/bare chest appeared through the wet material, making the poor boy flush.
He didn't have an umbrella, so he used his large frame to cover you until you could find shelter. He wouldn't even look at you, unable to breathe when he does so.
He always saw you as a kind friend up until that moment. He always knew you were beautiful, but when he caught glimpse of your torso, glimmering with the combination of rain water and dim lighting, he thought you a god(dess) in disguise.
Since then, he would gift you clothes that were either a little too small, or crop tops. You never realized it was more for him than you, seeing as that was your style anyway.
He loves being able to dress you the way he wants, and relishes in the way you thank him, hugging him tightly so he can feel all of your curves underneath the thin cotton.
He also loves the way you smell. Your shampoo and perfume make a perfect seductive concoction, making him dizzy and unable to concentrate.
When he hugs you from behind, he would quietly inhale, eyes rolling back, a small smile on his face.
He likes holding your hand in his, seeing the size difference. It's not necessarily a size kink, he just likes knowing that he can mold his into yours in different ways.
Perv! Lee Know- 9/10
Not afraid to be excessive.
He would grab at your ass, but you thought nothing of it because he does it to literally everyone.
His hands would longer a bit longer, though .
Sometimes he would come to stand behind you without you noticing, and when you move to step back, you hit his hard chest, turning to look at his stoic face.
He likes being in close proximity of you, feeling calmer knowing you were there.
He would wrap his arms around your waist to bring you down on his lap, cuddling you tightly as you both sat.
He would massage your thighs, sometimes going a bit too high, brushing against the inner lining that reaches your jean zipper.
He would often flirt with you verbally, and also use a lot of praise when it comes to talking about you.
He likes brushing his hands against your cheeks at random, making your breath hitch, waiting for what he does next.
That damn bastard drops them with a smirk, walking away.
He would sing about you to you, making you blush.
He would randomly kiss your hand, sometimes kissing further up your arm until he reaches his neck.
One time he decided to nip at it, making you gasp. He laughed.
He would eventually make his way to your lips.
"Finally!"
Perv! Changbin- 4/10
Total gentleman.
He had known you for a while, so it was natural to form feelings, right?
Chan told him it was okay, but his thoughts made him think otherwise.
Why is he looking at your ass when you walk away?
Why is he looking at your semi-exposed chest when you lean over?
Why is he noticing how plump and kissable your lips are?
He takes care of himself at night when the thoughts become too much, but he wakes up feeling guilty.
You were his best friend. The one that has gotten him through so much. You would probably think him disgusting if you knew.
He would hold your hand when he's stressed, and as if it were muscle memory, you would in turn wrap your entire torso around his arm, hoping to calm him down.
When he eats, you eat right with him, if not more. It becomes fun and sweet. A memorable moment for him.
When he's hyper and joking, your there to laugh with him, even if no one else does.
He loves you.
He would think that you love him too, but he then realizes all of the thoughts he had the night before.
When you saw him sitting in the studio lost in thought, you asked him what's wrong.
"Y/n?! What are you doing here?"
He jumped on the small loveseat, snatching the pillow at his side and covered his center with it.
You looked at it, getting an idea of what was wrong.
"Need some help?"
Perv! Hyunjin - 6/10
Total lover.
He follows you like a lost puppy waiting for directions.
His eyes are always glossy when looking at you, a small smile plastered onto his face when he's near you.
He loves wrapping his long ass fingers around your thin forearm, grinning at how his hand could probably wrap around twice.
Definitely has a size kink.
Wraps his legs with yours if your lying together on the floor.
Blows at your ear to get your attention
Begs to let him draw you naked, meaning he needs you to undress in front of him for hours.
Of course you said no.
For now.
He would whine at your answer, saying he needed to see you.
Very forward about his needs with you, and how he needs you to be the one to help him.
But he does it in a way to not make you feel uncomfortable.
He came too close one day and ended up kissing the shell of your ear, making you both freeze.
Hyunjin knew he needed to do that again, but he didn't want to push too far.
He waited for you to say something.
"Do that again...just wanna see how it feels,"
Perv! Han- 7/10
Definitely a panty sniffer.
Never been caught.
He loves when you hug him from behind, or just in general really.
Loves being close to you so he can smell you. Whether it's sweat or perfume, he could sit next to you all day. Bask in your scent.
He steals your hoodies and wears them often, hoping it will run off onto him.
He also steals a few pair of undies, sniffing them late at night as he touches himself.
His eyes glazed over when you take your own sweatshirt off, your inner shirt raising, showing your tummy.
He sees the soft flesh, and wants to shove his face into your pillow like skin. He wants to knead his first fingers into your stomach.
He bites your shoulder lightly when hes feeling particularly needy, because he can't tell you otherwise.
You think he's just being playful.
He melts when you kiss his cheek.
Lingers too long when he hugs from behind, pressing his clothed dick too close to your ass.
Perv! Felix- 2/10
Gentleman number two.
Cares about your comfort more than anything, so tries keeping how he feels to himself.
Takes care of himself before bed or in the shower, of course, imaging you and your body.
When he's with you, he is just his normal self with slightly more blushing.
And smiling.
He would give you massages and tell you jokes as well as praise you.
He would call you beautiful at least forty times a day.
Loves hugging you from the side, just to feel you pet his head.
Also likes messing with your fingers, noticing they are slightly larger than his.
Loves when you tickle under his chin. He likes being seen as a small kitty when it comes to you.
Rests his head on your lap to hopefully feel the heat from your clothed center.
Also tries to smell between your legs when he's there.
Tries to memorize the scent.
Tries to feed you to see your tongue poke out as you take a bite.
Perv! Seungmin - 8/10
Crazy lad this boy is.
He's significantly taller than you, so he loves standing behind you just to see his shadow against your small frame.
Likes when you look up at him with sparkling eyes.
Boops your nose, watching as you scrunch your face in response.
He likes annoying you to see your mouth open wide as you complain about his actions.
He fights the urge to shove two of his fingers down your throat to shut you up.
He really wants to see you gag on them, tears trailing down your face as you take them.
He breathes heavy when he sees you wearing his sweater, hoping you would keep it on forever.
He grabs at your knees when you sit across from each other, knowing that your ticklish there.
When you get tickled, you let out breathy moans rather than giggles. Not on purpose. It was just your thing.
And he loved it.
At least twice a day he tickles you.
Gets hard at the sounds you make, leaving you suddenly afterwards.
Licks your neck randomly just to hear you call him puppy.
He would kill to be your puppy.
He loves it when you wrap your hands around his neck in a silent threat.
He melts when he hears you say his name.
One time you spit out your gum since it lost it's flavor.
Seungmin grabbed it and popped it into his mouth, loving the taste of you.
Perv! Jeongin - 10/10
Innocent baby that doesn't know how to deal with these feelings.
Tries to explain it but all that comes out are 'uhm' and 'uhh'.
You pet his head in comfort and he whines.
He humps your pillow in your guest room at his apartment.
You question the stains when you visit, making him blush.
Always red around you.
Can't help but brush his skin against you.
Hands everywhere.
Hates hugs unless they are from you.
Tries to grind into your side when you both cuddle. He loves feeling your soft exposed skin when your in your pajamas, making him hard immediately.
Kisses your shoulders randomly.
Drinks after you thinking it's an indirect kiss.
Uses your lip balm for the same reason.
Groans when he sees you in your bathing suit for the first time, hiding under the water in hopes his boner will go away with the cold water.
Dry fucks the stuffy you won him from a claw machine.
He never let you see it again after he stained it with his cum repeatedly.
Barely washes it since it smells like you and cum.
Thinks about wrapping his hand around your throat all day.
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Updated: Mar 24 2025
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Poor Seungmin pt.2
A/n: I originally wrote this once before, and it didn't save. Sorry it took so long!! I already have an idea for part three. Let me know if you want to see it!
Warnings: mentions of rut, rut suppressants, mxmxm, mentions of false stepcest, smut, oral, horny Seungmin
MINORS DNI. Pt1
Seungmin woke with a jolt, the sun barely creeping through the closed curtains, burning his unopened eyes.
His body ached like crazy, all he could do was lay there until he felt enough energy to sit up.
He groaned, stretching, letting the tension escape from his body, tilting his neck towards his roommate bed. But Chan wasn't there.
At the sight of his leader gone, all of the memories of the previous night came back to him. His stomach dropped.
He experienced his first ever rut, and though it wasn't as bad as a normal hybrids, it was still anxiety inducing. And Chan was there.
No. He wasn't just there, he helped. Chan cared for him any way he could, and helped him get over it. Without question.
Seungmin brought his hands to his face in embarrassment, his face red at the thought.
Chan must've been uncomfortable, or felt obligated since he was the younger of the two. It made Seungmin twitch in fear, having to face him after this.
With a sigh, he made his way to get ready for the day, not looking forward to meeting with his team.
Walking as slowly as possible to the practice room, he contemplated what his words should be if Chan were to confront him. He wasn't sure what was going to go down, so he wanted to be prepared.
He heard the members shouting from inside, signalling that there was already drama. Han probably was complaining about Minho touching his ass, Changbin touching Hyunjin to the point of suffocating, Felix watching with a smile so innocent it hurt.
When Seungmin walked in, he saw that he was wrong.
They were sitting in a jumbled circle, Chan standing from his spot. When the door snapped shut, it drew their attention towards him.
"Hi puppy," Hyunjin grinned.
Any other day, it wouldn't have affected Seungmin, but after the previous night, he flushed at the name.
He was an abnormal hybrid, most of his family were puppy hybrids. His father was a featureless hybrid, and so was he.
"Hyunjin!" Chan shouted with a whisper, nudging him harshly with his foot.
"What-?" He whined, grabbing where he was kicked. It was obviously an act, making Seungmins chest loosen a bit.
"You told them?" Was all Seungmin could say before Chan opened his mouth again.
Chan nodded solemnly.
"All of them?" Seungmin question again, feeling his heart sink. No one was looking at him like they normally do. Now it was pity and concern.
"Yes," Chan answered, eyeing him, checking for any discomfort. Seungmins eyes watered.
"I'm so sorry Chan, I had no idea that I could-" Seungmin was interrupted by Chan rushing to grab him, pulling him into a tight embrace.
The rest of them stood, following their leaders movements, forming a group hug.
"Shh, don't worry about it. I know it's not your fault, yeah? Can't control it, Seung." Chan said, caressing his head. Seungmin let out a sniffle, tears falling.
"You didn't have to do that, though. I shouldn't have made you feel like you had to do something like that," Seungmin whined, guilt eating up at him.
Chan chuckled, pulling back just enough to look at him.
"I did that because I care for you, Minnie. I wouldn't have done that if I weren't comfortable, okay? Don't cry," He brought his hand up to wipe at the youngers tears, easing the tension he was feeling.
"And we feel the same, too," Han said, confusing Seungmin.
He tilted his head, making his members see his puppy-like features closer.
"I mean, we will help too, of course! We will take care of you, Min," Han continued, smiling brightly.
When Seungmin finally understood, he felt the flush creeping once again. He shook his head.
"No, no, guys. You really don't have-"
"We want to. Whatever you need, we're willing to give," Minho cut him off, hugging him from behind, his arms secure around his waist.
Seungmin was now a blushing mess, unable to form anymore words.
"I don't know what I'd do without you guys,"
A few months later, his rut still hadn't appeared. When he talked to his father about it, he explained that for them it was different. It was more random and spread out.
No set time.
He relayed the information to the guys, trying to get a better understanding.
Seungmin had once mentioned rut suppressants, but it would effect his dancing, and the company wouldn't allow such a thing.
The boys reassured him that they would rather help him through it than risk his talents.
They didn't bring it up unless it was necessary, and Seungmin was grateful for them. They made him feel normal.
After Felix, Jeongin and him sang their portions at the studio, the three of them decided to return to their dorms to play some games.
In the midst of a racing game between the three of them, Seungmin felt it.
He became hotter, his vision blurring slightly, the edge of the screen dancing in waves. His chest vegan to tighten, his fingers no longer moving against the controller.
It wasn't obvious at first, but when his shallow breathing turned into pants, and his car on the screen stopped moving completely, the other two noticed.
"Seungmin? You okay?" Felix asked from his left, pausing the game.
"I-I don't know..." He whispered. He couldn't speak any louder, his throat burning.
"What do you mean? Do you feel like your going to be sick?" Jeongin asked, reaching to turn off the console.
Their faces were etched with concern, both now fully focused on Seungmin, watching his his shoulders swelled with each breath.
"No, this is- is something else," Hi words now came out as a whine, surprising himself.
His eyes folded, lidded, his eyes glazed over, his mind fogging. It felt familiar but foreign at the same time. Then it hit him.
"No!" He moaned, falling into his back, his hands resting in his chest. His breathing was now ragged, loud in the quiet room.
Felix and Jeongin exchanged a look.
"Rut?" Felix voiced, making Seungmin nod.
The two noticed the growing tent in Seungmins shorts, looking at each other once again before nodding.
"You guys-" Seungmin let out a whine when he felt Felixs hand grab his. "You guys don't have to do anything..."
Seungmin hated making his friends feel obligated, but they both assured him that they wanted to help.
Felix brought Seungmins hand up to his face to gently kiss his palm. The small action was enough to make Seungmins insides explode with desire. For what, he didn't know.
"It's okay, just relax. Let us take care of you, pup,"
The name alone made Seungmin moan, his legs twitching under their gaze.
Jeongin reached for the waistband of his shorts, tugging in silent question.
"Please-" He answered, then felt the cold air hit his pulsing cock.
It made him jolt, twisting his head to the side as he whined. Felix grabbed the hem of his shirt, lifting up his chest slowly, waiting until Seungmin arched his back to pull it up further to keep it from coming down.
He stopped when it reached just about his nipples, coming down to breath on them, watching them harden at his attention.
Seungmin squirmed at his actions, mewling as his lips attached to his nipple suddenly.
Jeongin grabbed the base of his cock, licking the tip, brushing over his slit. His precum coated his tongue before bobbing his head down, feeling the vein running along his shaft.
Seungmin moaned his neck arching, his hand twisting into Felix's scalp as he relished in the pleasure he was receiving.
His mouth hung open, tongue poking out, his braces on display, glistening from his spit. Drool dripped down his chin, his sweat making his hair stick to his forehead.
If any of the others were here, they would've heard Seungmin in all of his glory. Vocalists really made the most beautiful noises.
The slurping sounds from Jeongin became louder after he removed his hand, deep throating his hyung, his nose brushing against his pelvic bone at each bounce. His jaw slacked, throat constricting against his sensitive tip. Seungmin felt the rush building inside of him, building like a dam.
Felix was still mercilessly sucking at his chest, leaving purple bruises along his torso.
"Ah, Lix-xie, more, ah!" He felt himself coming closer to the edge, but he needed more.
Felix lifted his head and saw Seungmin, all in his fucked out face. He couldn't help but coo at him.
"Awe, poor puppy," he teased, caressing his face.
Seungmin responded with a whimper, one that reached inside Felix, all the way to his dick. But this wasn't about him. It was about Seungmin, and making him feel better about who he is.
His lips were shining with saliva, and his braces looked as if they had glitter on them. And his tongue. It looked so soft. Felix leaned in without thinking, locking his lips onto Seungmins.
Their mouths met in an aggressive clash, Seungmin too far gone to care about a set pace. Their lips came together in a rough fight, Felix securing his, shoving it into his throat. Seungmins wrapped his arms around his shoulders, pleading for more.
Jeongin saw this from his position, moaning on Seungmins length, aroused by the sight of the demanding kiss.
The vibrations were enough to send Seungmin over the edge, cumming deep into Jeongins throat. He swallowed it graciously, sucking him through his high before he tried moving away from overstimulation.
The kiss broke, all three of them breathing hard. Seungmins eyes fluttered, exhausted from the moment that was shared between them.
"I'm so sorry-" He groaned, bringing his hands to cover his face.
Jeongin tugged his shorts back up his legs, grinning. "Don't be. That was nice,"
Seungmin spread his fingers to gaze at them though the small space.
"What?"
"We liked it, Min," Felix giggled, pulling his shirt back down his chest, now fully clothed once again.
"I-it-...Thank you," was all Seungmin could say to his friends, feeling his hands drop from his face.
They both smiled at him, helping him up. They all made their way to the couch in the living room, snuggling against each other. Felix first, Seungmin second, his head in his lap, and then Jeongin, with Seungmins feet wrapped up on his legs.
A blanket wrapped around them, a movie playing in the background. Felix was scratching Seungmins scalp, lulling him to sleep.
A few hours later, the rest of the members made it to the dorm, seeing a sleeping Seungmin and Jeongin. Felix was still awake.
"Hey guys," Changbin said before being shushed by Felix. They looked at him in confusion.
"Chan was right. Seungmin really is sexy when he's so worked up."
Chan grinned while the others wished they didn't miss it.
For the people who liked my 'will there be a part two' 🤎
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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.
How Skz Reacts to your Anxious Ticks
A/n: I have a lot of anxious energy, and many ticks, so why not do a Skz react? Should I do more Skz reacts?
Warnings: Lots of anxiety, blood (not a lot), pet names(baby), talk about getting sick, stress eating, implied panic attacks
Bangchan: Foot tapping
You would be sitting with the guys in the changing room before a concert. Even though you wouldn't be going anywhere near the stage, you were a nervous reck.
Your worries started when Chan slipped on stage, faceplanting right before his verse, triggering something in you. Ever since then, you always worried.
There was a small ambiance, the staff and group members talking, offering a noise buffer, but it wasn't enough.
You didn't realize your foot was tapping until you caught Chan's stare. He looked between you and your foot, motioning for you to calm down.
All you could do was pause your movements until his attention drifted to Hyunjin.
You kept tapping.
It wasn't long before Chan made his way to you, ten minutes before the show.
"Y/n. You're doing it again," He told you with a smile.
"I can't help it, Channie," you responded, looking at him. "What if you fall again?"
He looked surprised. "Y/n, that was two years ago," he said softly, sitting next to you.
"So? It could happen again," You were being stubborn. It wasn't like you.
"How about I promise you that I won't fall," he reached out with his pinky, waiting for you to take it in your own.
"But you don't know that," you whined, making him smile.
"Okay, okay. Fine. How about...I promise to be careful?" Now he was just trying to make you happy.
And it worked.
You nodded, slotting your pinky into his, sealing the deal. He ruffled you hair before saying a quick good luck, and left to the stage.
Lee Know: Finger nail biting
You hadn't known the boys long, but you all were incredibly close. Bangchan being your brother, he invited you with him everywhere.
You were particularly fond of Lee know, but he seemed indifferent. He cared about you, but he was expressionless all the same.
He had started picking up on random habits you began to aquire, one of them bring fingernail biting.
It wasn't safe, nor was it healthy, so anytime be caught you biting a nail, he was there, a scolding ready.
Or at least, that was his plan. But when he came up next to you, ready to interfere, you would look up at him, pausing your mission, your finger still in your mouth. His heart nearly stopped.
Instead of saying anything, he would gently remove your fingers by grasping your wrist slightly, moving it your side.
He would do this whenever he had to.
Cooking? He would stop everything, washing his hands before and after touching you. Who care about the food?
If he's doing an interview and sees you chewing behind the camera? He'll find a moment he isn't needed just to halt your habit.
If he isn't anywhere near you, but Felix snitched through text? He would call you just to make sure you weren't really biting your nails.
"Are you biting, y/n?"
"No..."
"I'm checking your nails tomorrow. You better not be lying, jagi,"
Instead of punishing you, however, when he sees your shortened nails, all he does is look at you, your hand still in his.
"You got to stop, jagi," he whispers, massaging your hand.
"I'm sorry, Lee know. It's just hard,"
"I know, baby,"
Changbin: Stress eating
You were a known eater in the group along side Changbin and Bangchan. The three of you? Eatracha(lol).
But when Changbin noticed you eating twice as much, he assumed it was stress. You looked sad while you ate, which was new.
He took it upon himself to eat with you, the same amount, and he felt sick. But he didn't want you to feel alone.
It was when you started to physically get sick that he decided to intervene.
"Y/n? Maybe you should stop..." he told you, rubbing your shoulders.
In tears, you said, "But I can't, Bin. I've tried. It's like my body needs me to eat, but it can't take that much," you sniffled, leaning into his touch.
"Oh, honey. It's okay. We can just lower your portion slowly. That way, you can get used to eating less, but at a healthy pace, okay? Sound good?" He asked, moving up to your neck.
Feeling the pleasure from his rubs made your head loll back.
"Yeah..."
Hyunjin: Finger tapping
He thought it was cute at first. You tapping the table gently, hearing the soft thuds of your dull fingers. You had just cut your nails, so it didn’t seem so bad. In fact, it gave him ideas for music, not that you would notice. Hearing the same beat you had recently tapped yourself, you weren’t focused on it.
A few days went by, and you were still doing it. If your hands weren’t busy, tap. Tap. Tap. Hyunjin wasn’t the only one that noticed. Bangchan and Changbin both noticed as well, and Jeonjin later. They all told you what was going on, but you just played it off as a habit from childhood, despite them knowing you for years and not once had you had this issue.
As your nails grew, so did the tune of the taps. They seemed more aggressive, more painful. You hit the table harder.
One of your nails broke, causing your finger to bleed. You didn’t notice. You kept tapping.
It was just you and Han in the room. He was on his phone, distracted. He became used to the tapping. It didn’t bother him. You stared at the wall, still moving your fingers through the bloody table, while Hyunjin walked in.
A small gasp, and rushed footsteps caught your attention.
“Hyunjin? What’s wrong?” You asked, oblivious.
“Y/n! Your hands!” He was struggling to sit still at the sight of your blood smeared on the table. You finally stopped tapping, at least.
“Oh…” Was all you could say before you heard a scuttling in one of the drawers. It was Han. He had finally noticed, grabbing some bandages. “I didn’t..I wasn’t…”
“What the hell, y/n? Do you not notice what you’re doing?” Hyunjin muttered, grabbing the bandages from Han, moving towards your hand. He gently pulled your hands towards his own, quickly wrapping it to stop the bleeding.
“Han?” Hyunjin said, but Han only nodded. You watched as we went to go get disinfectant and towels to clean up the table. “Y/n? Look at me,”
You did, embarrassed that this happened in front of him. “I’m sorry,” you started tearing up, your shoulders shaking. You were so anxious, but you had no idea why.
His gaze softened, pulling you into a hug.
“I’m here,”
Han: Hair twirling
You hair want too long, so it didn’t really get in the way. But you liked hair, even your own. After touching Hans for the first time a few months ago, you were hooked. But you knew you couldn’t bother him all the time just to mess with his hair, so you started playing with your own. It wasn’t the same, but it was different, in a good way.
Every day, the boys would eye your hands in your hair, and they never questioned it. They thought it was a girl thing. Right?
Three months later, you were anxious. Immediately, your hands went to your hair. Whenever you were upset? Hair. It was so comforting. Even when you were angry. Scared? Cover your face with your hair, and mess with the dead ends. It cured everything.
Han tripped and fell one day right in front of you, and it scared you. It was so sudden. You knew he was clumsy, but the way he squealed reached your ears at full volume. It was too much.
You jumped back a little, bringing both of your hands to pull your hair in front of your eyes, using your thumb to mess with the tips.
“Jisung? You okay?” You asked from behind your makeshift shield.
“Yeah…? Are you?” You heard him giggle, patting himself down. He shouldn’t be too dirty, we were only in the kitchen, after all.
“Yeah…” you responded. You dropped your curtain, but kept your hand in your hair, twirling it quickly.
Han noticed this and his smile slowly dropped, replaying every moment similar to this one. And one thing was the same in each. Your hair. He was always confused on what started it, but it didn’t seem to harm you, so he was fine with it. But now, he wanted to know.
“Why are your hands always in your hair?” He finally asked, not really meaning to.
“Oh? I just like the way it feels. It’s soothing, I guess,” you responded, shrugging your shoulders.
He got an idea, one that will hopefully change your habit. “Wanna feel mine?” He raised a brow, sending a smile to you.
Your eyes brightened, making his heart flutter. “Really?” You asked, both of your hands now free from the prison that is your hair.
Han nodded.
You both ended up on the couch, his head in your lap as you played with his hair, massaging his scalp.
“I need this to last forever,” Han whispered as you rubbed a sore spot on his lower neck.
“Isn’t forever a long time?” You giggled. However, your heart dropped at his next words.
“Perhaps it isn’t long enough,”
Felix: Lip biting
It started really quick into the friendship. They wanted you with them for every show, and every event. That’s how close you were. But the random photos from strangers and invading fans were just too much. Your privacy was no longer private, and it worried you. It started to affect your sleeping, your eating, and your patience.
You became extremely anxious, which didn’t go unnoticed by the guys. They were always trying to comfort you with something, but it never seemed to last. But you smiled, not wanting to worry them.
The lip biting started at night. You couldn’t sleep, and was bored. You didn’t touch your phone, not wanting to see what people say about you and your friends. It was an accident at first. You bit your lip, wincing at the sudden pain. But then your teeth grazed them again, catching on dry skin. It was annoying you, so you just bit it. And kept going.
You stopped drinking as much water just so your lips could dry out, wanting to bite them again.
While in the dance room with the boys, you were biting, starting off gently. You didn’t want to bleed in front of the boys. They weren’t dancing, but just hanging out. They had to shoot an m/v later in the day, so they wanted to relax.
Bite. Seungmin was messing with Jeonjin, making him form a fist. Bite. Chan was talking to Lee know about the choreo. Bite. Han, Changbin and Hyunjin were sitting in a circle, playing a game. Bite. Wait…
You felt something warm slide down your chin. Then you smelt it. Blood.
“Y/n? Oh my god!” You were grateful Felix whispered, not catching anyone’s attention.
He stood quickly, grabbing your hand and taking you to the restroom. He walked into the girls bathroom without a care in the world, which would have made you giggle if it weren’t for this situation.
“Are you okay? Is the cut deep? What happened?” He ran the water, grabbed a paper towel, wet it, and brought it to your lip.
“Mm ‘Kay,” you muffled, the towel hindering your speech. You saw the ghost of a smile form on his own, making you feel better.
When he moved the now red towel, the bleeding had slowed, making you lick them every so often. You looked at Felix and his sad expression.
“It was an accident. I promise. It won’t happen again,” you promised.
“You sure?”you nodded.
After seeing his worry, and how he took care of you, you knew you would never bite your lip again.
Seungmin: Finger popping
Seungmin popped his knuckles, so why did he feel yours was unnecessary and annoying? Were you copying him? Or mocking him? He didn’t know. But when he walked into Hans room, he didn’t expect to see you on the floor, desperately trying to pop your back.
When you felt the need to pop a bone, doesn’t matter which one, you must pop it quickly, or else you start to get anxious. This was one of those moments. You had popped your elbows, your knees, fingers and neck. Lastly was your back, but you couldn’t get this part. It was too low, so turning on the ground wouldn’t work. And neither was pushing your weight down from a higher surface. You were starting to panic.
“Y/n? What are you doing?” You ignored his words, desperately trying to relieve your growing stress.
“Y/n?” He said a bit louder, seeing you glance at him as you started breathing heavier. “Hey! Hey? What the matter?” Now he was starting to worry.
“My back..”
He looked you up and down before asking, “Does it hurt?” He went to place his hand where you were holding, applying soft pressure.
“No. Needs to pop,” You whimpered, making his eyes widen.
“What?” He went to remove his hand, but you stopped him.
“Could you pop it please? I don’t like it,” You pleaded with him.
You two weren’t close, so seeing this side from you shocked him. Still, the sound of your uncomfortable plead was enough to break him.
“Okay. Show me where,” you did, waiting for him to apply pressure. “Ready?” You nodded, and gasped when he pushed down. The loud pop echoed through the room, making him flinch, pulling his arm from you.
Sitting for a moment to feel the relief, you then turned to him. Your eyes shined and you had a soft smile.
“Thanks, Seungmin. I really appreciate it,”
His heart felt like it would burst. He didn’t know what exactly he was feeling, but he knew that if you ever needed him to pop something, he’d be there. So that’s exactly what he said, making you feel the same way.
“Thank you, Minnie,”
“Your welcome, y/n,”
Jeonjin: Rapid blinking
You were a fan in the audience, not jumping like the rest, but paying the same amount of attention. You were an introvert, no doubt, and didn’t show excitement despite feeling it very much. You had a front row ticket, and was right in front of the eight boys you came to love. Your bias, Jeonjin, was right in front of you, singing his part for ‘I Lose my Breath’, literally making you lose yours.
You started blinking, thinking it was the fog machines effecting you, but it was something else. You didn’t know what until it was too late. The crowd pushing behind you, you felt pressure building inside your chest. No one was touching you, thank god, but you felt the presence of the fans. It was suffocating.
You fell into a blinking fit, unable to keep them open, and unable to keep them closed. This had never happened before, but you weren’t surprised. It was a tic. It would take a while to stop it. So, as to not disturb anyone next to you, you tilted your head, looking at your shoes, or at least, trying to.
You kept blinking, not fighting it, knowing it will make it worse. It started to slow when you felt a tap on your shoulder. It came from in front of you. A security guard? You slowly looked back up, your vision fighting the bright lights. Then you stopped breathing.
Jeonjin?
He was standing in front of you with a worried expression. On stage, it was now dance break, meaning he didn’t need to sing. He was making sure you were okay.
Since he saw you, he felt a pull from that stage, making him linger near your area. He saw that you didn’t even have your phone out like the rest, not jumping or anything. Just swaying lightly on your feet while smiling every time he looked at you. You were a calm in the storm. He liked that. And when he saw you staring at the floor for fifteen minutes, he got worried. Did you not like the show? Did he do something wrong? Did his pants rip?
But when he got to you, he noticed your eyes were watery. He didn’t know why, and didn’t need to either. He motioned for your phone from your front pocket, and you slowly gave it to him, thinking he was going to take a selfie, instead, he was typing. Why? You didn’t know. He came close to your ear after giving it back, and said,
“After the show. Don’t look until then,” was all he said before winking, and walking back to his members.
You stood there confused, but focused on the rest of the show.
After you made it to your hotel after thee show, you checked your phone, wondering what he could have possibly left you. Everything looked normal. You were confused. But when you opened your messages, you saw his name as one of the contacts. What?
You opened it, seeing he already texted himself. You gasped, not sure what to make of it. You slowly typed out something, but didn’t send it, unsure if this was real. Thirty minutes later, you saw his bubbles. He’s texting you?!
“You going to send it or just let it sit?”
SALVATORE, capa de teste
✶ [14/08] em caso de inspiração, dê os devidos creditos! para uma melhor resolução, abra a foto ou veja aqui ♡
📝 Essa capa foi um ACONTECIMENTO, sério. Não tinha nada planejado além de querer testar minhas habilidades de iluminação e técnicas novas que descobri para fazer um cabelinho mais realista. Quase desisti porque não tinha título nem faceclaim idelizado, mas bati o olho nessa foto do Jeongin no insta e me forcei a usar ela. A versão 1 provavelmente será colocada para adoção, enquanto a versão 2 foi só um delírio meu onde exagerei no efeito de "bolinha" que achei no ibis :D (sim, super saturado mas eu jurava que estava belíssimo pelo tablet e quando passei para o celular tive um susto kk mas confesso que também gostei)
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