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"Damn baby... You're crazy." Chan had said in a low tone while lifting him in his arms.
Seungmin thought that he might be a bit crazy indeed, especially when it came to 3racha.
Or the fanboy Seungmin gets a tattoo on his lower back with 'Produced by 3racha' written. He can no longer leave the studio and it's not to record.
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- Part 1 of Dirty little things (skz)
Bookmarked by vanettelu
01 Apr 2026
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Chan blinked a few times, processing what he had said before the rest of the pack could smell the hurt in his scent, “Jeonginnie, we’re only thinking about you.”
“No! You don’t know what I want and you don't know what I want for my birthday– one in the same, hyung!”
The pack looked around, a little confused, which only served to make Jeongin more frustrated.
Seungmin furrowed his brows, puzzle pieces starting to fit together in his head. He wasn’t sure if he was correct, though, and if he was wrong it could just piss Jeongin off even more.
(aka: Omega Yang Jeongin only wished for one thing for his birthday, the members tried to figure it out.
Queue seungmin, who figured it out.)
Bookmarked by vanettelu
11 Mar 2026
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the rather inconvenient dichotomy of being a werewolf fang-fucker by writingisdelirium
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
08 Mar 2026
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Seungmin trips over his own boots at the front door. It’s 3am, to be fair, and he’s already hazy with the heady combination of alcohol and venom thrumming through his bloodstream, with utter exhaustion, and with - well. Bloodloss, he supposes.
He isn’t expecting Minho to catch him. He isn’t expecting Minho to body slam him into the nearest wall, either.
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- Part 7 of from minchan to seungin
Bookmarked by vanettelu
11 Mar 2026
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Seungmin adora tirar fotos de Minho, seu professor de fotografia. O problema é que Minho não sabe disso.
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Bookmarked by vanettelu
08 Mar 2026
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"If you just need a relief..." Seungmin started, his voice steady but thin, like a wire pulled taut. He took a step forward, invading the personal space Hyunjin had been trying to defend.
Seungmin looked up, his expression a mask of flat, unreadable calm. But Hyunjin’s eyes dropped lower, catching the betrayal of his body. Seungmin’s hands were clenched at his sides, his fingers digging into the denim of his jeans, twisting the fabric in a rhythmic, nervous spasm.
Twitch. Squeeze. Release.
"How about with me?"
Bookmarked by vanettelu
09 Feb 2026

