#── ᵎᵎ ✦ series: svt burner

[xinganhao]

📅 seungcheol x fanbase!reader.

the one where seungcheol gets all most of his svt news from your no-nonsense fanbase. headcanons & bonus content under the cut. ➤ see also: svt burner accounts series

📅 a timeline of seungcheol's gradual descent to madness following of user svtdotcom .ᐟ

it is 2015. seungcheol is on top of the world. he's survived seventeen project. he's finally debuted. the group has just released 17 carat. against all of his seniors' advice, he looks himself up on sns. the man is a leo through and through, after all. one of the first things to come up is something called svtdotcom. brows furrowed, he clicks on to the account. it's with a thrill that he realizes you're a fanbase— a fanbase! seungcheol used to only dream of times like these. he follows the account excitedly. he doesn't even check, yet, what type of posts you make. you're a fan of the group. in the beginning, that's enough for him.

it is 2017. seungcheol rides the most planes he has in his life. well, at least to his 22-year-old self. the world tour takes him to thirteen cities. there's so many timezones and a never-ending feeling of jet lag. in his down time, he finds himself checking your page. he's mildly impressed— no, that's a lie. he's very impressed. you update your steadily growing following about each stop. the dates, the anticipated weather, the set list. in his hotel rooms, seungcheol will fall asleep with his phone in his hand. anyone who dares to look might find that the last thing he'd been looking at was your account.

it is 2018. seungcheol learns japanese. nothing too drastic. just the usual pleasantries. konnichiwa. aishiteru. sayonara. he studies up enough to sing, to pull off their first japanese EP. that is, until he checks your page and realizes you're translating now. you weren't kidding when you said you would be one of the group's international fanbases. seungcheol can hardly imagine the work you're putting in for the sake of maintaining your page. for the sake of telling more people about the group. he's shamed in to studying a little harder; in a way, you make him want to be better. he wants to be able to say arigato, thank you, in every language you might know.

it is 2020. seungcheol's world screeches to a halt. he feels like he's in limbo, like no amount of digital singles or pre-recorded content can reach the people he needs it to. he's disappointed. he's frustrated. he feels robbed of the life he could have lead. dramatically, he thinks it's the end for him. except you don't seem to think so. you, with your zoom events, your discord server, your throwbacks on slow days. you work doubly, triply hard to keep the group relevant, and seungcheol can't seem to decide if he wants to cry or laugh. because someone is in his corner. how could he take that for granted?

it is 2024. when seungcheol hears people talk about the group being around for 'nearly a decade', he thinks of a lot of things. he thinks of the show champion trophy they won for pretty u. he thinks of the instinctive way his body responds to say the name! we are—... he thinks of you, oddly enough. he can bullshit himself and say that he thinks in general terms, but the plain and simple truth is this: where millions of fans, dozens of executives, and twelve boys look up at seungcheol, he finds that he's looking towards you.

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⌗ ┆a very special shoutout to the anon whose prompt recommendation helped me realize this smau (ᗒᗨᗕ) they said: "YK how seungcheol is always up to date with news regarding seventeen? what if you write a seungcheol x reader where the reader runs a fanbase having no nonsense type news and no opinions or anything but just news regarding and for seventeen and she also doesn't let people talk shit about them under her page? that's how seungcheol knows news first??"

[xinganhao]

svt burner accounts series. ୨ৎ

⤿ when their lives as an idol feel a little too much, there's always the internet to run to. welcome to the svt burner series— where the members are all just one account away from you.

𝕏 seungcheol & fanbase!reader

the one where seungcheol gets all most of his svt news from your no-nonsense fanbase.

𝕏 jeonghan & food blogger!reader

the one where jeonghan trusts your recommendations as a food blogger.

𝕏 joshua & craftsman!reader

the one where joshua subscribes to your crafting journey.

𝕏 junhui & drama fan!reader

the one where junhui runs a kdrama content account alongside you.

𝕏 soonyoung & choreographer!reader

the one where soonyoung provides unsolicited advice on your dance videos.

𝕏 wonwoo & streamer!reader

the one where wonwoo is pretty down bad for you, a popular streamer.

𝕏 jihoon & poetry account!reader

the one where jihoon reads all the poems you think he'll like.

𝕏 seokmin & meme page!reader

the one where seokmin follows you for the ‘positivity memes’ you post.

𝕏 mingyu & pop base admin!reader

the one where mingyu befriends you, the admin of twitter's biggest pop culture update account.

𝕏 minghao & artist!reader

the one where minghao is a silent supporter of your art account.

𝕏 seungkwan & stan!reader

the one where— unbeknownst to you— seungkwan is your mutual on stan twitter.

𝕏 vernon & cinephile!reader

the one where vernon gets just a little bit passionate in arguing with you over movies.

𝕏 chan & fansite!reader

the one where the (allegedly) chronically offline chan keeps up with you, his favorite fansite.

please anticipate slow updates, since this is really more of a silly passion project than anything! updates will not be posted in any particular order. all work under the series will be tagged under ── ᵎᵎ ✦ series: svt burner, and linked to this post + my pinned masterlist.

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🐦 What is happening?! ── #BONUS_CONTENT

wonwoo x streamer!reader headcanons

[xinganhao]

👾 wonwoo x streamer!reader.

the one where wonwoo is pretty down bad for you, a popular streamer. headcanons under the cut. ➤ see also: svt burner accounts series

👾 new save file ?

game start. getting in to you had been an accident, really. wonwoo already had a relatively established list of streamers that he followed and subscribed to, but then he saw a clip of you dominating as gangplank and he just had to check you out. he didn't even start with one of your streams; instead, he sifted through a couple of youtube video compilations until he found one that wasn't too long. just about fifteen minutes. he watched that— only to find himself watching another one, then another, then another.

wonwoo is roughly three hours and eleven videos deep when he concedes: okay, maybe he should check out one of your actual streams. these video compilations are just a taste of the real thing, and he already likes what he's seeing. sure, you could probably use a bit of work when it comes to fps games, but you're a menace in multiplayer online battle arenas. and you have some pretty cute rpg/life simulation game content, too. he can get behind that, he decides.

when wonwoo finally finds time to tune in to one of your streams, he's absolutely floored. all those clips of you don't do justice to the real thing. you're engaging without being overbearing; you manage your chat and your stream like a pro. what really gets him, though, is your voice. he adores the accent, the cadence of it. he's convinced he can listen to it all day. without much thought, he's already signed up to subscribe.

level one. he starts with watching your streams when he catches them. maybe he'll tune in specifically when he hears you're playing a game he's particularly in to, like when you tried your hand at stray. wonwoo pays about as much attention to you as he does with the rest of the other streamers/content creators that he follows.

but that voice. you're easy on the eyes, sure, but it's that voice that always seems to just reel him in. it gets to a point where wonwoo will sometimes have reruns of your stream playing in the background, if only because he likes the sound of you. he might be playing a game of his own or doing something entirely different— whatever it is, you're a muted drone that offers a semblance of company.

wonwoo realizes he may be a bit screwed when he realizes he's started looking forward to your bi-monthly streams. twice a month, you're slotted in to his busy schedule. if he can't catch you live, he'll watch the replay. wonwoo tries to convince himself it's a hyperfixation; a passing thing, one that he just has to get out of his system.

check point. except it decidedly isn't a hyperfixation, because three years later, wonwoo is still subscribed, still racing to catch any and all of your streams. it's not something that the public is particularly privy to; it's one thing for wonwoo to be a fan of pro gamers and a completely other thing for him to be simping for a streamer. the boys all have varying levels of awareness as to why wonwoo is always glued to his phone on the first friday of each month, or where some of his hard-earned money goes— but, for the most part, this is just his.

this, as in you. mingyu is constantly exasperated about it, though it's something of a small and simple truth at this point: jeon wonwoo is a fanboy, and you are the object of his affections. you, with your comforting streams, your insightful commentary, your stellar gameplay. you give the idol a taste of his medicine. he understands, though you, what it means to be just a little delusional and parasocial.

mingyu is always saying that wonwoo ought to make a move, ought to make himself known. the truth? wonwoo is fine with this. he's not sure he even wants to meet you, if he's honest. he's okay with watching from afar, with the illusion of unattainability. there's already dozens of factors piled up against him to begin with. he's not about to complicate things, to hope for more.

wonwoo is happy to donate, to send you gifts, to participate as the nameless and faceless gam3bo1woo in your chat. he's happy to watch your streams, to see you grow in to yourself as a creator; to fail and get back up again, to succeed every so often. this is enough, he thinks to himself time and time again. you're already being selfish as is. this is all we can have, wonwoo, and it's enough. — ... right?

[xinganhao]

🎦 chan x fansite!reader.

if dinoluvclub is a fan of chan, then chan is a fan of dinoluvclub ☆ the one where the (allegedly) chronically offline chan actually has a burner account— to keep up with you, his favorite fansite. excerpt/teaser & bonus content under the cut. ➤ see also: svt burner accounts series

⌗ ┆this was originally heavily inspired by a video where ENHYPEN's heeseung sulked because he saw his fansite taking pictures of another member! (≧▽≦) all photos used in the smau were from the amazing alwaysdinofan. personally, i don't think this will ever be a full fic, but i've included the excerpt of the aborted story all the same. may/may not explore this verse as a smau. :) enjoy!

There were a handful of constants in Chan's life. His coffee order. His Marshall Bluetooth headset.

And you, of course.

You, with your trusty DSLR. Chan has seen variations of it since his debut and he's always impressed with how deftly you handle the device. The photos you take of him are always such a treat; you're the first SNS account he visits after his events and schedules. Sure, he uses a burner account to like and reshare the pictures you take, but it's the thought that counts.

At today's fansign, though, he's feeling a touch sulky.

Because you're in the crowd, as always, but your camera isn't trained on him. It's pointed at Vernon, who's wearing a gifted costume based on Howl's Moving Castle.

Chan can't talk to you, not yet, and so he waits until you've turned to look at him again before pulling all the stops. He juts out his lower lip in a small, petulant pout, communicating something akin to, I saw that!

You were supposed to be his fansite.

You pause, your eyebrows furrowed with confusion. Briefly, you glance around your surroundings before turning back to face Chan.

Chan's pout deepens just a touch when he notices your confusion. Is it truly that unfathomable? To him, it's pretty simple— you're supposed to be taking photos of him. He's supposed to be the center of your attention.

You point your index finger at yourself as if to communicate, Who, me?

Hah. Cute.

He shakes his head, making sure to roll his expressive eyes before giving you a small wave. Yes, you! he's silently communicating. Get your camera back where it belongs!

You pause for a beat, your head tilted to one side as you try to make sense of Chan's miming. The fans around you are already giggling. Chan can't hear what they're saying but he catches sight of one of them whispering in to your ear.

He can imagine what their quiet reprimand might be. "You've betrayed him," they're probably saying, because your eyes flit over to Vernon and you throw your head back with laughter.

When you put your viewfinder back up to your eye, it's trained to where it rightfully belongs.

Chan's face immediately brightens when you finally point your camera in his direction, a toothy, cheerful smile tugging at his lips. Finally. All is right in the universe again.

Then you raise your three fingers and start counting him down, and Chan's expression immediately morphs into a frown again. He can see how amused you are from behind your camera and he refuses to play along to your little games.

With a huff, he sticks his tongue out and turns his face to a different direction, making it a point to stare at everything other than the your lens. Your camera clicks and clicks and clicks.

Even as he looks away, he can hear the sound of your laughter when you check the preview on your LCD display.

It's a fleeting, foolish thought, but it crosses his mind all the same: He made you laugh.

It makes a corner of his lip twitch imperceptibly upward.

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[xinganhao]

📑 mingyu x pop base admin!reader.

the one where mingyu befriends you, the admin of twitter's biggest pop culture update account. excerpt/teaser & bonus content under the cut. ➤ see also: svt burner accounts series

⌗ ┆i think it's worth noting that this is a wip i've yet to fully piece together. i'm still navigating how the fic might flow, but it's the type of story where a smau is relatively seamless. <3 so, here's the first couple of words to nouns & adjectives, which— as of writing— remains deep in my drafts (lol).

Mingyu's guilty pleasures have always been stupid, harmless things.

Cooking TikTok recipes for the members. Blowing an inordinate amount of money on Gundam figurines. Stalking Twitter's biggest pop culture update account.

The third guilty pleasure is just a touch less harmless, especially on nights like these. Mingyu is mindlessly scrolling through SNS from his bed when his phone pings in his hand, the banner popping up indicating that user PopBase has posted something with his name in it. A notification he's set up specifically for moments like these.

Mingyu sits up a little straighter in his bed and, like an excited puppy, clicks on the tweet. It's a reposted video from earlier that day, but it's the caption that he reads over.

SEVENTEEN's Mingyu flummoxes with his apotheosic arrival at the Moët & Chandon event.

He's grateful that Wonwoo is out for the night because a loud laugh escapes him. Flummoxes. Apotheosic. This was the work of one person and one person alone.

He pulls up his burner account and immediately goes to message not Pop Base, but you. It's been a while since he's struck up a correspondence with you— the myth and legend behind the pop culture source.

You had a tried and tested formula for making your content go viral: Using absurd adjectives to describe Mingyu. It had amused him to no end, enough for him to reach out to you about it.

It's a reckless thing, really, for him to be so buddy-buddy with a fan. But you're surprisingly chill about it, and so he just... keeps doing it. No one knows, of course. The other members would kill him if they did.

He jams out a quick direct message.

🐶: apotheosic? really? 🤨 🐶: that's not even a word. u're just showing off at this point

Your response comes in quick, in an equally casual tone.

🤓: excuse you 🙂 apotheosis means the perfect form of something. 🤓: i am literally calling you perfect. 🐶: yea but does anybody actually use it in conversation?????

The burner account was his little safe space on SNS. He could say or do anything there. The other members didn't follow it. Fans didn't know he was behind it.

There was no pressure to act in a particular way, like he had to every single second of the day. And he got to talk to you.

Win after win after win.

🐶: i really could have just settled for gorgeous but u chose to get poetic 🤓: i would never disgrace you by settling for 'perfect'. 🤓: there's a dictionary and i intend to use it.

This. This was the difference between you and every other fan account, and it's the reason he keeps coming back.

Your wit and your sass. You never held your words back, ever. And he's not sure if you're like that with every celebrity you talk to on the Internet, but he likes to pretend that he's the only one.

🐶: wow u really care about me huh 🐶: i'm so touched rn 🤓: i care about getting 50k likes on my tweets. 🤓: don't get too big of a head, kmg.

Mingyu pouts. He's not sure why the words sting a bit.

He hates the way his heart constricts a little bit at your last line, though he brushes it off as a normal response when someone else jokes about him being a big-headed brat.

🐶: hey. no need to get mean 😔😔😔 🐶: i'm being so nice to you and u make a joke about my giant head ☹���💔 🤓: awww poor baby 🥺 did i hurt ur feewings? 🤓: want a wittle kiss to make it better?

He's biting the inside of his cheek now to hold back a smile. This has to be the most absurd thing he's ever done— getting teased like a little kid getting his favorite toy snatched away, by a fan. Of all people, a fan.

It's weird. It's definitely weird. He shouldn't be doing this.

But he is doing it, and damn it, he likes it a strange amount.

🐶: YES I DO. I WANT A KISS. NOW. 🐶: HUH? HMMM?? HUH?? 😡😡

When it takes you a beat too long to respond, Mingyu's mind wanders to possible scenarios. He doesn't know what you look like but he can imagine you laughing to yourself, can imagine you taking screenshots for a rainy day. It strikes him, then, just how much leverage you have over him.

If you really wanted to, you could send out one tweet to your 1.6M followers and his career would be over.

But that's the thing about it— he trusts you, and he trusts that you won't leak anything, so he sees no need to act cool or put together here. He gets to be himself.

He briefly wonders if his trust has been misplaced when your response finally comes through.

🤓: no kisses for you. 🤓: unless you say the magic word~

Mingyu's fingers are flying across his keyboard before he can even think of it.

🐶: pwease 🥺🥺🥺

God, he's screwed.

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