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SUHO - '치즈 (Cheese)' (Feat. WENDY) - Teaser Image ➫2024.05.20 6PM (KST)

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Devotion, pt. 1

seulrene | smut; concubine Seulgi x feudal lady Irene; abuse; rape/non-con; deepthroating; whipping; blood; angst word count | 3090 parts 2, 3 | AO3

❁

A whine from across the dark room roused Seulgi from her sleep.

Curled onto her side, on the same hard wooden floor as her, the new girl shivered, muffling her sobs.

Seulgi crawled over. She’d seen this before. Sooyoung came from the provinces, and Seungwan was shipped here across the ocean, adapting hadn’t been easy for them either.

She knelt over the figure and gently touched her arm. The girl recoiled, the touch fire on her skin. Seulgi understood. The girl had been summoned to Her Lady’s chambers for the first time today. The first few times always felt violating.

Shaking, the girl turned her head. She was pretty, even in the dark and even through her tears, a delicate chin and full lips. They got a really young one this time.

Seulgi, slowly, as if tending to a wounded animal, adjusted the girl’s gown to cover her cold arms. She took off the socks she’d bought last time she went into town, and shifted to put them on the girl’s bare feet. Seulgi earned enough to afford another pair, but she knew the girl would have to save for months.

“What’s your name, honey?”

She hesitated, still shaking.

“Yeri.”

“Yeri…” Seulgi didn’t look her in the eyes. “I’m Seulgi.” She rested her hands on her lap. “I know the start here is hard. If there’s anything I can do to help you adjust, don’t be afraid to ask.”

With that, Yeri’s posture seemed to soften a little.

“C… can I have a pillow?”

Seulgi smiled sadly. She crawled next to Yeri’s head and offered her lap. Soon the girl was in a deep, pained sleep, while Seulgi sat back against the flimsy wooden wall and drifted in and out.

❁

The first days were tough on Yeri. She was the new toy, and Her Lady had a habit of breaking new toys. Last night the girl’s screams could be heard well into the morning hours.

Her leg threatened to give out. The large basket of produce she was carrying tilted, and a potato dropped out. Seulgi sighed. She picked the root from the snow and put it back with the rest of the vegetables.

“Here,” she reached over and took the basket from Yeri. It was heavy, much heavier than the girl should be expected to carry after a heavy night with the Lady.

“Thank you…” Yeri shook her arms in relief and sidled behind Seulgi.

Seulgi was eager to help. She couldn’t bear the thought of Yeri hating her new life here. She was sure to make it easier in any way she could.

They worked their way up the path leading from the front gate, their thick flats leaving prints in the snow, the crunch the only sound to break the pristine morning silence.

Seulgi waddled a little carrying the basket up the stairs behind the main garden. As servants they weren’t to use the garden, their passage was a little trail hidden beyond the foliage, out of sight. Through the leaves Yeri could glimpse the colorful flowers and the topiary and the fountain, all covered in a delicate white sheet. Overlooking the garden, Her Lady’s chambers.

The path snaked past the main section of the building toward the back of the property, the servants’ quarters. As the rickety old balconies emerged from amid the trees, a bright, vaguely menacing smile greeted them. God fucking damn it, Seulgi thought.

“Oh Seulgi!” Sooyoung called. “I was looking everywhere for you!” She looked at the basket with a feigned look of confusion. “Are you delivering that to Yizhuo in the kitchens? I thought that was little Yeri’s job today.”

With a grunt, Seulgi put down the produce. Yeri looked between them in genuine confusion.

“You’re right, Sooyoung. I must have made a mistake.”

“Oh my… Our Lady hates it when we mess up our schedules…” Sooyoung pouted as though that wasn’t a threat. “Well, I won’t tell. Because we’re such good friends!”

“Thank you, Sooyoung. I sure owe you one,” Seulgi said with a small bow.

Having gotten what she wanted from her, Sooyoung turned her attention to Yeri.

“Well, come on!” Her fake smile never faltered. “We can’t leave the kitchen girls waiting.”

Yeri looked at Seulgi, lost, meeting only her downcast look.

When Seulgi had gained Sooyoung’s position as first concubine, Her Lady had graciously allowed the old favorite to keep some of her duties. Particularly, Sooyoung was still responsible for scheduling the girls’ tasks, something she would often use in little power plays like these.

Yeri grunted as she picked up the basket. Her legs were visibly shaking and a look of pain crossed her face.

❁

The screams were louder that night. Angrier, too.

They stopped at some hour. Shortly after, a knock on the servant’s sleeping quarters. The voice of one of the security staff called for Seulgi.

Soon she was back on the balcony to Her Lady’s chambers, after what felt like years, her heart running like the first time.

She took off her flats, took a deep breath, and slid the door open.

She closed the door and knelt before anything else, as was appropriate. She might not have come here in weeks, but she wouldn’t forget her customs.

After settling, her sights immediately found Her Lady. Delicate Joohyun, perfect as ever, clad in an open pink robe with black details, hair flowing over her shoulders, crouched in stark contrast to the pathetic figure she tormented: little Yeri, crumpled and tied with thick crimson rope, face red and puffed, eyes bloodshot.

Joohyun came to her. She straddled Seulgi’s lap, pulled her into a kiss with gentle but strong fingers.

“Oh Seulgi. Light of my life,” she whispered into her. “I have missed you.”

She still couldn’t believe it. A hundred years could pass and she wouldn’t believe it. It was so utterly surreal that Her Lady, this divine being, perfect in every sense, would want her.

“I’ve missed you too,” and oh, she had.

“The gossipy cow Sooyoung told me you were helping that one with the chores,” she nodded her head back to the sad little bundle in the corner. “Seulgi, tell me, how do I tame this brat? I don't enjoy brats.”

“She just hasn’t seen yet,” Seulgi rested her head on the crook of Joohyun’s neck, beautiful hair brushing against her face, Yeri barely visible in the corner of the room like a languid old piece of furniture. “She'll learn to love you.”

She felt Joohyun’s face form a smile. She was pulled away, the sides of her face held gently, as she was made to gaze into Joohyun’s serene eyes.

“Seulgi… I called you here,” a severe tone tinged the glorious moment, ”to show her how she’s expected to behave.”

❁

When Seulgi undressed, a soft gasp came from the corner of the room. Right, Seulgi smirked, Yeri hadn’t seen me like this yet.

Seulgi’s lower back, torn apart by scars and marks, revealed itself as her worn out night gown fell to the ground. Her shoulder a little crooked from when it’d been dislocated.

She felt proud being seen like this. Like a beast to complete Her Lady’s beauty.

Joohyun kicked her hard on the side.

She kicked her again, hard enough that her arms gave out. She barely had time to feel pain. Next thing she knew, her face was flat against the carpeted floor, a heel squeezing down on her neck.

Seulgi could scarcely breathe. She felt a knee against the small of her tortured back. Her legs were being bound with hard, unyielding rope.

Her world was Joohyun’s foot against her neck, Joohyun’s knees against her ribs, her cheek against the carpet, rope skillfully snaking up her body.

She struggled for air, in vain. Her sorry close-up view of the carpet had begun turning to black when Joohyun got up. She gasped some scattered breaths while Her Lady moved, just outside her vision, throwing rope around with delight.

Soon her ankles were being pulled. Then her stomach, her chest, her face, all chafing painfully across the carpet. Her legs were being hoisted. Joohyun had set up a pulley. A cold hit her stomach as she felt herself lift off the ground.

She squirmed, only to realize her arms had long been bound. Blood began rushing to her head. Seulgi looked at herself. She hung upside down, a pig for the slaughter, tied with complex knots, red rope crossing through her like wounds.

Her vision finally focused on Joohyun’s body in front of her, fair skin already glistening with sweat from the effort of lifting her.

Joohyun, even in all her glory, knelt. She held Seulgi’s suspended, straining head in her loving hands.

She kissed her. Their lips met in an awkward, upside-down embrace.

“You’re so beautiful,” Joohyun breathed, meeting her mesmerized eyes. If Seulgi’s face wasn’t red from the blood pooling, it certainly would be now.

The hand cupping her cheek retreated. The next moment, pain hit her face. She found the room spinning wildly in circles around her.

Her head felt full already. Every circle she completed, she’d catch a glimpse of a hint of a smirk in Joohyun's stoic face.

When the nausea started creeping in, she was stopped. Joohyun grabbed her hard by the arm, her other hand brushing down Seulgi’s toned abdomen, tickling slightly, making her fidget against her restraints. The rope burned, she felt it dig into her skin in intricate patterns from her collar bones to her ankles.

Joohyun’s hand rested on a dark scar, just below Seulgi’s ribs.

“I was so proud of this one.”

She kissed the scar, her lips soft clouds. She kissed up Seulgi’s stomach, her hips, then bending to kiss her breasts. She could already feel it. Joohyun was getting eager.

She reached down and grabbed a handful of Seulgi’s hair. She jerked it backwards, all Seulgi could do was bend awkwardly, the pain in her scalp a fair trade for the blood relieving her head.

Joohyun pulled a toy from her robe and shoved it down Seulgi’s mouth like a plunger. She barely had time to react, before the thing rammed against her throat.

She coughed. Joohyun’s grip got hungrier. The vile noises coming out of Seulgi only served to embolden her.

From between the pounding and the coughing and the mounting saliva, Seulgi wrangled a tattered breath. The more she gagged, the more her body convulsed, the more her ropes shifted and sunk into her skin.

“Come… on… swallow…” Joohyun punctuated each word with a harder shove of the toy.

Seulgi collected herself. Over the years, she’d gotten very good at reminding herself that, no matter how uncomfortable a situation might be, Her Lady’s orders took first priority.

She relaxed, the bizarre position leading the toy past the back of her throat.

“That’s it… good girl.”

Chills ran down her spine, as the toy found a lighter rhythm in her. She could tell Joohyun was pleased.

Her hair was released. Seulgi dangled clumsily back and forth, toy still lodged in its place. From the corner of her eye she saw Joohyun walking off, and returning with something in her hands.

She was caught again. Seulgi felt a whip lightly brush against her skin.

“I was so distracted with that brat,” Joohyun grabbed her waist, her breasts, kissed her body with ever growing fervor, “I forgot how good you were for me.”

What few breaths could squeeze around the toy and out the corner of her mouth would carry with it thick drool, she felt it beginning to drip down towards her eyes.

Joohyun took a few steps back, away from her view, her stare still burning on Seulgi’s back.

The first hit of the whip caught a little off, the tip reaching around and bouncing off a rope near her ribs. Still, it was sure to be red tomorrow.

“Count.”

“Mhone…” Seulgi managed to say around the toy.

The second lash hit true, stinging all the way across her stomach. A long, pained grunt emerged from deep within her.

“Hmwo…”

“How high should she count?” Joohyun’s breath was noticeably heavier.

“Please stop…” Yeri sounded scared. “I promise I’ll behave…”

“Oh, shut the fuck up.”

The sound of the whip cut through the air. It hit Seulgi square in the hip.

“Mhree…”

“See? She loves it.”

Dark began to creep around the edges of her vision. Her jaw exhausted and her face covered in drool, she felt blood start to trickle from the last two lashes.

The next hit across the second. She would have doubled over in pain if she was free to.

“Mhour…”

“I’ll keep going until you give me a number.”

“Five, please, five!” Yeri pleaded.

“Hm…” Joohyun considered. A lash hit Seulgi’s rib, just missing her breast. “Too low.”

“Hwihve…”

“Ten! Please stop at ten,” Yeri’s voice faltered.

The next lash went a little further and hit her side, around her waist. She twitched sideways in pain.

“Mhix…”

“Sounds good,” Joohyun's voice could barely hide her excitement. Sure, she’d never let the facade crack in front of the new girl, but Seulgi knew her enough to tell.

At multiple times over the last lashes, Seulgi felt close to fainting, only to be awoken by the searing pain of another lash. She knew, tomorrow, her body would be a mess of open cuts and bruises. It didn’t matter. Joohyun loved this too much for it to matter.

When the “mhen” had left her mouth, Joohyun threw the whip to the side, and walked over to her. She grabbed Seulgi’s slender waist with greed, kissing her cuts, licking the blood. Almost as an after thought, she reached down and pulled the toy from Seulgi’s throat.

A torrent of thick, slimy spit fell out, it was all Seulgi could do to angle her head back so her face wouldn’t be completely covered. She coughed, wheezed, gasped desperately for the first real breath she’d taken in minutes. Her throat felt so strained, she was scared it’d never recover.

Looking back up, she saw the toy now inside Joohyun. Seulgi’s dangling body was hugged close, a hand kneading her hip violently, kisses on hers scars like she was meant to be devoured.

Joohyun knelt slowly, marking a path down Seulgi’s chest and down to her collarbones, to her neck. Her robe fell on the disgusting puddle of spit on the ground, she didn’t seem to mind.

She stared into Seulgi's eyes.

“You look so pretty.”

She didn’t. She looked a repugnant, drooling mess. But damn if she didn’t feel pretty.

“You’re prettier,” Seulgi’s voice came out strained, on her face an enamored smile.

Joohyun moved the toy fast while grasping Seulgi’s hair, breathing heavier and heavier into her.

Her head fell backwards with a profound sigh. She pulled out the toy and walked to one corner. Slowly, Seulgi was lowered to the ground, her hair pooling under her, along with all the spit.

She lay on the ground when Joohyun came back. She was still bound, but at least now she could bend her legs. She’d lost track of how numb her body had gotten.

Wordlessly, Joohyun put her hair to one side, and straddled Seulgi’s face. She prepared to hold her breath again. It was clear from the look on Her Lady’s eyes she might not stop even if Seulgi passed out.

Her face was pulled in. The spit covering her mixed with Joohyun’s wetness. She put out her tongue, pushing back. Her hair was being pulled so hard she felt like she was getting scalped.

The sighs reaching Seulgi’s ears turned to panting, turned to moans. Joohyun’s hips pushed harder and harder, grinding into her.

With a high pitched whimper, she held Seulgi’s head hard in place, her back arching into it, as she came. Her posture softened, head falling backwards, catching herself with a hand on Seulgi’s stomach. She let go of Seulgi’s hair.

They stayed like that for a while. Seulgi looked up at Her Lady, as entranced as she ever was.

She couldn’t believe her luck, that she’d gained the favor of someone so perfect, so heavenly. If Joohyun took pleasure in putting her through Hell, she’d go with a smile on her face. And she knew Joohyun loved her for that, for her devotion.

❁

“She can’t do this to us, Seulgi,” Yeri dipped the rag in water. “She can’t fucking do this to us.”

The girl held the rag against the cuts covering Seulgi’s abdomen. Seulgi grunted.

“She’s our superior but she can’t just abuse us like this.”

“Stop.”

“Seulgi, I’m serious,” Yeri’s eyes were fixed on hers, more than a tinge of despair behind them. “She’s not actually God, you know that, right? She’s not divine, she’s just some noble woman who bought us.”

Seulgi slapped her.

For a moment, Yeri kept her eyes down. When she looked back, something else had mixed with the despair. A hint of resentment.

“Here…” Seulgi reached into a shelf next to their sleeping areas. “It’s an ointment I bought in town a while ago.”

She pulled up Yeri’s gown, revealing a constellation of harsh, dark bruises going up the girl’s legs. Yeri looked in suspicion, but allowed her to apply the lotion.

“How can you afford all that stuff?” Yeri picked at a finger nail. “My pay is barely enough for food.”

“Our Lady, in all Her wisdom, has made me first concubine.” She took care to touch Yeri’s leg only very lightly, to not cause pain. “Our pay is dependent on our rank.”

Yeri sighed, posture dropping ever more.

“I hadn’t realized you were her favorite.”

Seulgi busied her hands, avoiding the girl’s downcast eyes.

“You haven’t learned how to conduct yourself here. Those things you just said…” she came to a pause, “if you say any of those things in earshot of other staff, or God forbid Sooyoung or Seungwan…” she continued, a begrudging sense of pride creeping into her tone, “they haven’t taken well to losing Her favor.”

Yeri lifted her eyes, then averted them, then lifted again. She was shaking.

“Seulgi, I don’t know what to do,” her voice cracked.

She broke down. Her head fell on Seulgi’s shoulder and she wept. Seulgi hesitantly held the girl in her arms. This was her first time seeing this kind of emotion from another of the staff, she wasn’t sure what to say.

“Seulgi, please don’t let her hurt me again.”

She couldn’t make that promise.

[youxidol]

𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭!𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐚𝐧

✿an absolute sweetheart

✿she gets to know you so quickly 

✿within days she completely adapted to you    

✿your home is always exactly how you want it

✿bad day?

✿when you get home she has your favourite desert waiting for you 

✿poor sleep?

✿she has a cup of tea brewing as you get yourself ready 

✿when you upgrade her from her case she’s so happy

✿she spends so long just walking around your home

✿she knows everything about it bc she has permissions to use everything

✿but she’s never seen it for herself 

✿she loves when you project her onto your desk while you’re working

✿she sits on your desk and just keeps you company 

✿she does get a bit upset if you use the internet to find something out and not ask her

✿whenever she senses that you’re feeling sad she’ll put on an absolute banger that you can’t resist singing along to 

✿her favourite thing is giving you instructions 

✿she gives you so much praise throughout   

✿it was a team effort but she gives you all the credit

✿sometimes she replicates the clothes you own for the giggles

✿she changes her hair alot tbh 

✿you go to sleep and she has long blonde hair

✿you wake up she’s got short brunette hair

✿you approval is key tho

✿if you don’t like anything she’ll trash it and never wear it again

✿she is so grateful to be by your side omg

✿whenever she makes you laugh or helps you get something off your chest she is just a big fluffy mess

✿one day she wants to have a full form so she can actually hug you

✿whenever you have a big event coming up she hypes you up so much 

✿from the minute she wakes you up she is gassing you up 

✿you’re her human and you can change the world!!!

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Joy: What’s that nice french place we went to called again?

Wendy: France?

Joy: That’s the one

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a) ME LLAMO SON SEUNGWAN (#WENDY

OF #REDVELVET), DE VEZ EN CUANDO

HUÁNG RÉN JÙN (#RENJUN OF #NCT)

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[sevlgi]

chemistry

requested: yes

group: red velvet

pairing: irene x fem!reader

genre: fluff, angst

contents: college!au, tutor!irene, chemistry pickup lines

warnings: none

synopsis: When you end up with your ultimate crush and the goddess of the school, Irene, as your Chemistry tutor, you can only think of one way to woo her-chemistry pickup lines. But is that enough to woo the beautiful ice queen?

a/n: I can absolutely do an Irene drabble! I haven’t gotten many requests for red velvet, but I’m happy to write for them. also, happy birthday, Irene!

word count: 2.8k

Getting Bae Joohyun assigned as your tutor is probably the best thing that has ever happened to you.

Joohyun was recognized by everyone on campus as a literal goddess. Even among her friend group of the most illustrious and beautiful girls on campus, she stands out as the leader of all of them, the prettiest and most brilliant one of all. Armed with knife-sharp wit, stellar grades, and a gorgeous face to top it all off, Joohyun could have the world at her feet.

Despite how cold she is to everyone outside of her friend group, everyone is infatuated; you swear you’ve seen her receive at least a dozen marriage proposals in a week from guys and girls alike. If you had enough courage, you’d probably be one of those girls, although you’d probably be turned away like the rest with a scathing remark from Jennie or a sympathetic smile from Nayeon.

Recently, though, you’ve become friends with one of the sweeter girls in the group, Joohyun’s friend Wendy. She’s in your Chemistry class and is just like Joohyun, only nicer.

You groan as you spot the fat red D scrawled at the top of your paper as it’s handed back to you. “Ah, come on! I studied so hard this time!”

Sitting next to you, Wendy watches sympathetically, silently turning her own paper over to conceal the A at the top. “Hey, it’s okay, Y/N. I heard that the class average was a 61.”

Glaring at her halfheartedly, you mumble, “Yeah, well, I’m not far off from that.”

Wendy sighs, leaning down to get to eye level with you as you like face-down on your desk. “You studied hard, but maybe you just need some outside help? What about a tutor?”

“Are you offering to tutor me? I’m not that dumb. I just- I just can’t seem to get it. You get it.”

“Yes, but I’m one of the top students,” Wendy laughs lightly, placing a hand on your shoulder. “I can’t tutor you, though, I’m already signed up as a Calculus and History tutor.” You groan immediately; having one of your friends as your tutor is embarrassing enough, but it would be way worse with a stranger. “Come on, Y/N, a tutor isn’t bad.”

You open your mouth to retort but quickly clam up when you see Joohyun and Jisoo heading over. “Hey, Wendy. Are you coming to the tutoring meeting today?” Jisoo asks, giving you a polite smile. Jisoo’s pretty, and she’s definitely nicer than Joohyun, but you can’t help being infatuated with the other girl. You notice her eyes stray from your face to the D on your paper, her expression remaining impassive.

“Oh, of course. Joohyun, you’re signing up as a Chemistry tutor, right?” Wendy asks. She sounds innocent, but you’ve known her long enough that you know she has something planned.

Joohyun shifts her gaze to Wendy now, and the ice in her eyes melts a little at her smiling friend. “Yes,” Joohyun says, and you barely manage to not smile at the sound of her voice. “Jisoo finally convinced me to use my intelligence for good.”

“Ah, great!” Wendy grins, nudging you under the table. “It just so happens that Y/N here needs some help in that department.”

At a harder shove from your friend, you gulp and stutter out, “Y-yeah. I’m not doing so hot right now.”

Joohyun flashes you the tiniest of smiles that doesn’t reach her eyes, tugging on Jisoo’s elbow to leave. “Yes, great. I’m sure I’ll see you there, then.”

As soon as the two girls are out of sight, you smack Wendy as hard as you can with your rolled-up test. “What. The. Hell?” you hiss.

“I know you like her,” Wendy smiles innocently, rubbing her arm. “And you really need to get a tutor, so it was the perfect opportunity. Come on, Joohyun’s even better at Chem than me!”

You can’t deny the genius of her plan, but you’re sure you’ll embarrass yourself either way. “Fine,” you grumble, resting your forehead on the desk. “I guess I’m going to the tutoring meeting.”

“Stop fidgeting, you look great.”

Despite Wendy’s words, you can’t help but pick at your T-shirt, tucked into nice pants, and frown. You refused to wear a dress, but Wendy was able to force you into nicer pants than your beat-up jeans. She herself looks stunning as usual as she maneuvers the two of you through the crowd to sit by her entire posse of friends at the front. “Hey, Roseanne, mind if we sit here?”

You don’t hear what the blonde says in response, but you sit down between her and Wendy with your eyes on Joohyun, a few seats away. You signed up for a tutor right after class two days ago, so you can’t do anything but hope you get Joohyun assigned as your tutor.

Everything else the professor says goes in one ear and out the other, until he begins announcing the tutors. “Kim Jisoo, you’ll be tutoring Jeon Jungkook. Bae Joohyun, you are assigned to Y/N Y/L/N.”

Wendy clutched onto your arm with an excited smile as soon as he was done with calling out names. “See? This is great!”

“What’s great?” You look up to find Joohyun standing there with her arms crossed, expression impassive as always. She sticks out her hand to shake. “You can call me Joohyun, I’m your tutor.”

“Y/N,” you respond breathlessly, shaking her hand. Your hand is probably sweaty, but Joohyun’s face reveals nothing. “Um, we should probably set up a time? For our first tutoring session?”

Joohyun nods, already tugging Wendy up. “Yes, I’ll get your number from Wendy. Come on, Seungwan.”

Wendy flashes you an apologetic smile as she leaves, but you don’t mind- you’ve got your crush as your chemistry tutor, and she’s going to text you. All is well, as far as you’re concerned.

Joohyun doesn’t text you for a full week. You’re too scared to go up to her in Chemistry, and Wendy says she doesn’t know what’s going on, so you’re left to stare at your phone, waiting for that first text.

Finally, at 2:17 a.m., it comes.

Unknown number [2:17]   Is this Y/N Y/L/N? It’s Joohyun.

You [2:17]   yes, it’s me!

Joohyun [2:19]   Good, I thought Seungwan would give me the wrong number.

You [2:19]   I’m glad she didn’t haha

You [2:20]   when are you free to meet up?

Joohyun [2:24]   How about at 3?

You [2:25]   like 3 this afternoon?

Joohyun [2:26]   No, in half an hour.

Joohyun [2:26]   Unless it’s too early for you?

You [2:27]   no, it’s fine!!!

You [2:28]   see you in half an hour at the library!

“Ah, where is she?” You rub your eyes, swaying a little bit as you survey the mostly-empty library for your tutor. You spot her in the corner, dark hair thrown up in a bun and her back to you, books heaped on the desk. “Hey, Joohyun!”

When she turns around, you notice the glasses perched on her nose and promptly fall down. Her footsteps echo as she walks toward you, and her face appears above yours, the slightest hint of amusement glinting in her eyes. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m good,” you groan, sitting up; your face flames hot red as Joohyun picks up your bag and leads you over to the desk. “Thanks for being my tutor, by the way.”

Joohyun glances at you, her face still cold. You can’t help but think about how incredibly beautiful she’d be if you could make her smile, just the tiniest bit, or even laugh. “I’m not doing it for you, it’s my job. I always tutor who I’m assigned, it doesn’t matter about my feelings.”

“Right.” You’re sure your face is even warmer now, but when you spot an open textbook, you blurt something out to change the subject. “So, what’re we learning today?”

“I thought we’d start with exothermic reactions,” Joohyun explains, pointing to the wall of text in the book. “Do you know what they are?”

“I think you’re an exothermic reaction,” you blurt out. Joohyun quirks an eyebrow, slightly confused but letting you go on. Your cheeks burn even brighter as you continue, “You spread hotness everywhere.”

Unless you’re so sleep-deprived that you were seeing things, you see the slightest tinge of pink in Joohyun’s pale cheeks, right before she rolls her eyes and sighs, “At least you know they spread heat.”

“Well, you look terrible.”

You roll your eyes at Wendy, plopping down in your usual seat next to her with a heavy sigh. “Yeah, Joohyun tutored me from 2 in the morning to 4. I’m dead inside.”

Wendy smirks at your disheveled state; your dark circles and messy hair are nothing like Joohyun’s flawless skin and neat clothes, despite the fact that she probably slept even less. “Yeah, I can see that. Did it help?”

“No,” you groan, throwing a paper with a C- glaring up at you on the desk. “It’s an improvement, but not much. Not enough.”

“Keep trying,” Wendy sighs, patting you on the shoulder. “With Joohyun’s help, you’ll be a genius in no time.”

At almost the same time the next morning, Joohyun texts you to go to the library. You arrive, armed with more pickup lines this time to try and make Joohyun actually smile. “Hey, Joohyun,” you smile.

“Hello,” she murmurs in response. “I was thinking we’d review the periodic table today; I saw you labeled oxygen as the first element on the quiz.”

“Forget hydrogen, you’re my number one element,” you grin, leaning back with a satisfied smile. “Do you like boba, by the way?”

Joohyun rolls her eyes and pushes the book toward you, ignoring your question. “Read,” she commands. You oblige, but you see a faint hint of a smile on her face as soon as she thinks you aren’t watching.

At that moment, you realize something--   Joohyun isn’t an untouchable ice goddess after all, and you really need to find more pickup lines. “Hey, Joohyun? I have a question.”

“Yes?”

“Do you have 11 protons? Because you’re sodium fine.”

Joohyun groans and shakes her head, pushing your head towards the book. “Keep reading, Y/N.”

After two weeks of midnight study sessions, your grades improve significantly and your dark circles are getting drastically worse. However, you’d been rewarded with a smile just the night before, so today, you’re going to ask Joohyun for coffee.

“Hey, Joohyun!” The girl turns at the sound of your voice; Jennie, at her left, looks exasperated, probably taking you for another desperate suitor, and Wendy looks surprised, especially when Joohyun gives you the faintest of smiles and stops Jennie from warding you off.

“You know, we always study at midnight. I was wondering whether you could tutor me this afternoon?” you ask, nervous that she’ll reject you. “Get boba, learn some more about chemical reactions?”

She seems like she’ll say something at first, but then agrees with a sigh. “Sure.”

“Great!” you beam, just happy that she didn’t turn you off. Right as she turns away, though, you call out. “One more thing. You must be made of uranium and iodine because all I can see is U and I together.”

She gives you an exasperated look before turning away and tossing over her shoulder, “4:28 sharp at Red Velvet Tea. Don’t be late.”

As she and her friends walk away, you swear you see Jennie whisper something in Joohyun’s ear and look at you with a questioning look in her eyes.

“You’re early.”

You grin as Joohyun sits down opposite you, setting down her books on the table and staring at the 2 unopened bubble teas between the two of you. “Yeah, I wanted to get a table and buy you something.”

“I don’t drink sweet things,” Joohyun raises an eyebrow, pushing the drink back at you.

You push it right back. “Ah, come on, Joohyun, just try it.”

She sighs a little harder than usual and pulls it towards her, but she doesn’t sip at it before she questions you, “Who told you to call me Joohyun?”

“Oh. Um, I hear your friends call you that, and we’re friends now, right?”

Joohyun looks like she’s restraining herself from saying something, but she gives you another one of her small smiles that doesn’t reach her eyes and responds, “Sure. Friends.”

She takes a sip and doesn’t frown or scowl, which you take as a good sign. “Hm. It’s not bad.”

“See?” you exclaim, victorious. “You know, I might be a physics major, but I’m no Bohr.”

“You’re not a physics major,” Joohyun deadpans, shoving yet another textbook at you. “Now read.”

Joohyun [3:19]   Are you still awake?

You [3:20]   always, for you xx

Joohyun [3:22]   Give it a rest, Y/N. Ready for tutoring today?

You [3:23]   ahh, it’s too early

You [3:23]   meet me for lunch today? you can yell at me then

Joohyun [3:24]   Fine, but don’t you dare order me a cheeseburger.

“You must be a magnetic monopole because all i get from you is attraction,” you flirt as soon as Joohyun sits down in the restaurant.

She walks right back out, but she comes back reluctantly after you chase her with a promise to never say that line again.

You made her smile that day, and you made it your mission to do so more often.

Two months or so later, it’s safe to say that you and Joohyun are pretty close. She’s even introduced you to some of her friends although Jennie remains hostile, and for some reason, almost all of them give each other knowing looks whenever you join them for lunch and make Joohyun laugh at your jokes.

You aren’t failing Chemistry anymore- in fact, your recovery is miraculous. Still, you’re pretty sure you failed the final exam.

“Ugh, and the question about prevalent bonds?” you groan, putting your head in your hands, your bottle of soju in danger of being knocked over. You’re out for drinks with your friends; the boys who elected to come out with you are all drunk to hell, dancing as if they’ll die if they don’t, and most of the girls have joined them. Wendy stays with you, listening to you complain. “I’m dead. Hey, where’s Joohyun, by the way?”

“Ah, she’s-”

Your question is answered by a fuming Joohyun bursting through the doors of the bar, but you and Wendy are the only ones who notice her as she storms towards you. “You-” she hisses, pointing a finger at you.

“M-me?” you stammer. You’ve never seen this much emotion of Joohyun before, and especially not anger. It’s admittedly scary as hell, but also the tiniest bit hot. “Uh, Joohyunie, what’s-”

“Come with me,” she snarls, grabbing your arm and leading you out of the bar. As soon as you’re out of earshot of the other girls and in the streets, she stops, and her expression turns to some mix of anger and sadness.

You step closer to her, watching her carefully to determine whether you’re in real danger or not. “Hey, Joohyun, what’s going on?”

Joohyun shoves you away at first, glaring at you. You notice the shine in her eyes, and if it was anyone else, you’d think they were tears.

“I failed the test,” she chokes out, putting her face in her hands. There are real, actual tears spilling down her cheeks, and you’re not quite sure how to react.

“What? Come on, no way,” you stammer out, putting your hands tentatively on her shoulders. Miraculously, she doesn’t push you away. “You’re like the smartest person I know, how could you have failed the test?”

She looks up at you, and you can’t help but think she’s so incredibly beautiful even with her nose reddened and her eyes shimmering. “You.”

“What?”

“It’s all your fault,” she sniffles, rubbing her nose harshly on her arm and tearing out of your grip once again.

You’re bewildered; how in the hell could you cause Joohyun, star student, to fail her best subject? “W-what?”

“You!” Joohyun is sobbing now, tears trailing down her cheeks and her nose redder than her lips. “I- I couldn’t stop thinking about you. During the test, during tutoring... I just can’t!”

“M-me?” You step forward now, taking Joohyun’s hands in your own. “How could I do that to you?”

“I like you, you idiot,” Joohyun blurts out, her eyes widening in surprise. She clamps her hands over her mouth. “Oh no, I-”

You take a few strides forward and snatch her hands away again, this time pressing your lips to hers. She’s stiff at first, and you almost pull away, but her hands fist in the collar of your shirt as she pulls you into the kiss.

It seems like an eternity has passed when you finally pull away for air. You stare at each other, eyes shining with something other than tears, before you eloquently decide to start the conversation again. “Uh...”

"I... I’m sorry,” Joohyun mumbles, her hands still loosely clamped on the front of your shirt. “You’re just... so unlike me. You know? You’re so beautiful and kind, and so warm.”

“Warm? The hell?”

She rolls her eyes, smudging her tears away roughly. “You know what I mean. You tried to make me laugh even when I was so cold to you... and you smile so much and you look really pretty when you smile, you know that?”

You smile and kiss her again, sweeter than last time, and you feel her smiling against you too. When you pull away, your foreheads are pressed together, and you can’t stop yourself from saying breathlessly, “I guess we’ve got chemistry”.

That breaks the spell, and Joohyun groans and rips herself out of your grip, running into the bar. “H-hey! Joohyun!”

You chase after her, and you can’t help the cheesy grin on your face. There’s no doubt about it- getting Joohyun as your Chemistry tutor is the luckiest thing that’s ever happened to you.

[redvelvetsource]

SUHO - '치즈 (Cheese)' (Feat. WENDY) Teaser Image ➫2024.05.20 6PM (KST)

[rvmmm21]

. saviour .

summary : seungwan's walk to work is a dangerous one, joohyun knows that. she'll always be seungwan's hero. it's only to look out for her favourite secretary, after all.

small note : i was going to make this longer but my brain glitched, so it’s just here as a tentative one-shot.

tw : noncon, harrassment, physical intimidation.

[yandere!joyrene x secretary!wendy]

...

Her boss was her saviour.

…

It’s getting dark and she’s walking home from work, bundled up warm to keep out the winter chill. Her mind is on a nice, hot dinner and a relaxing bath after an incredibly stressful day. Gosh, it’s finally the weekend, and that means she’s taking full advantage of those forty-eight hours of ‘her’ time. Of course, that probably means binge-watching the latest episodes of her favourite drama with a tray of home baked ‘weekend muffins’ – strawberry shortcake! – and perhaps, if she’s feeling particularly tense, a short walk in the park. Playing secretary to the Chief Inspector attached to one of the busiest police stations in the city of Seoul is as hectic and draining as you’d imagine, and it often leaves her with little time to herself. So naturally, the highlight of everyday is the end of it, where she can actually sit and breathe.

Except, it’s a bit hard to even think about breathing now, because she’s ambushed just around the corner of the convenience store a few blocks away from her street.

“My, you are a pretty little thing, aren’t you?”

Seungwan isn’t sure when she started crying, but she’s beginning to curse herself for cracking at the first thing that came out of this stranger’s mouth. She really needs to learn not to look so weak. Especially not when she’s stuck with a woman who’s so tall, she has to look up at her while she’s pressed up against the wall of this perfectly deserted, perfectly claustrophobic alleyway.

No part of her wants to be stuck with any part of this… this villain, gorgeous as she is.

“Aw, don’t cry. What’s wrong, darling? You’re scared, huh...” The woman reaches up momentarily to wipe the tears streaming down her cheeks, leaning in a little too closely to do so. She has one arm against the wall beside Seungwan’s head, and the iniquitous laugh to top it all off.

Seungwan recognises her… vaguely. I mean everybody has eyes, a nose and a mouth, but the way they’re situated on the face in front of her just… she swears she’s seen that face somewhere, if only from hearing her boss rant about - oh no, oh my gosh. The posters, the meetings that were hastily wrapped up as soon as she opened the door to serve her superior her obligatory morning coffee. The woman holding her at knifepoint right now… is the felon Inspector Bae is currently gathering information on, trying to hunt down to keep behind bars.

This woman is top priority at the station. A criminal. Dangerous.

J-Julia?

Jay?

The name comes to her when a gloved hand reaches up to grab her jaw, forcing her chin up so she’s looking straight into glinting eyes.

Joy.

Seungwan tries her best not to make her terror known, but it’s a miserable failure. “Please,” she whispers hoarsely, too terrified to even beg at a normal pitch. “I’m just – I’m an assistant, I just bring the coffee, I don’t have anything important! They don’t tell me anything! I don’t know about the c-cases, Inspector Bae won’t even tell me her address, I have nothing you want, I – ach!”

A forearm across her throat stops her rambling. Hard bone digs into her windpipe, cutting off more than what she had originally wanted to say. Her hands reflexively shoot up to grasp at the appendage choking her, but she’s only shoved further into the stone whenever she tries to pry it away from her neck. “N-No… no i-information…” she weakly gurgles out, desperately trying to hit it home that she really isn’t of any use. “… h-have… nothing, p-please…”

“Shut up.” The woman threatens her before physically doing it, clamping tighter around Seungwan’s jaw and dissolving her verbal pleas into pleading whimpers. The smirk on those crimson lips is so much scarier than anything she’s said so far. “Silly girl, you have everything I want. I want to send a message. That’s what you’re for, isn’t it? What do you think, baby? Do you think your precious Inspector will stop bothering me if I send her cute little toy to work all messed up, hm?”

Seungwan doesn’t answer. She can’t, with how hard she’s sobbing, breathing still painfully restricted, and trying to curl further into herself. Kicking, punching and screaming for help crosses her mind all at once, but those thoughts are fizzled away by the reality of just dropping to her knees and begging this woman to have mercy on her. Tempting as those instincts are, however, she hasn’t time to act on any of them.

As soon as she’s sure she’s not leaving without at least one lovely, permanent scar, Joy is forcefully ripped away and thrown to the side. And as soon as Seungwan can take her first full breath of air, she’s bolting, instinctively getting as far away from that alley as she can. She only realises she’s been dragging her saviour along with her when two arms around her waist abruptly pull her backwards into a warm body. At this point, the poor girl is so confused that she just turns and buries her face into the front of whoever’s just answered her prayers.

A gentle hand comes up and strokes her hair as she shivers from the aftereffects of the ordeal. After a moment of silence, Seungwan dares to slowly glance up at her rescuer. When she meets those kind eyes, the tension almost immediately shreds away and it’s replaced with a small, fond sigh.

“I-Inspector B – ”

And then the voice corrects her with an awkward sternness. “I’m not in uniform, Ms. Son, please don’t address me like that. Joohyun is fine.”

Joohyun, right. The girl wants to correct her too, to tell her she’d much rather she be ‘Seungwan’ instead of ‘Ms. Son’, but she’s too busy being grateful to form any words other than the ‘thank you’ she thinks she’s repeated at least thirty times now.

“Oh dear, what’s this here?” The raven-haired woman brings a finger up to delicately brush Seungwan’s fringe to the side. The smaller girl can only stare at the shiny silver buttons on her black Burberry trench coat as she’s being inspected.

She winces and flinches back when a frigid draft brushes over the cut on her eyebrow, stinging it.

But Joohyun presses her closer. “No, no, it’s okay, let me see it. I can help.”

Obediently, Seungwan stills to allow her to assess the extent of the damage. A sigh of fatigue draws from her lips when Joohyun’s fingers trace over the small wound. The touch is light and comforting. Comforting enough for it to slip her mind that it’s very late at night and the leftovers sitting in her fridge are waiting to be reheated. That, and her direct superior is in front of her, holding her up while she studies her condition.

She shifts slightly to catch the other woman’s attention. “I’m fine… Joohyun, really.” The name sounds funny coming off like that. “We need to report this, I can come in tomorrow. That was – I think that was Joy – and if she’s in the area then you could be in dan – ”

The grip tightening around her waist is more than mildly inappropriate, but it’s successful in cutting her short. “Don’t worry about that, I’ll file the paperwork, you need to rest.”

Yet again, Seungwan tries to insist that reporting the incident sooner rather than later could be vital in capturing Joy, and that Joy’s arrest took precedence over a minor cut. But Joohyun remains resolute. “Come on,” she says, heaving one of Seungwan’s arms over her shoulder and curling the other around her waist, “I’ll walk you home, just tell me where to go. You could still be targeted. It’s not safe.”

The space between them is non-existent, and the room to compromise, even more so. Joohyun reaches over briefly to tuck Seungwan’s scarf back into her coat before they start walking, and the girl drops her gaze. The fright has worn off and it’s just now terribly embarrassing for her to even be in the presence of someone like Joohyun. I mean, she’s Chief Inspector Bae for god’s sake. She didn’t just get that title, all those gleaming medals and framed awards from twiddling her thumbs and sitting pretty at her desk all day.

It almost makes Seungwan feel like a liability.

If she can’t defend herself from one attacker, why is she even working as an assistant to a woman who hunts villains down for a living? How many times does she think Joohyun is going to be there to catch her when she falls?

But that’s just it.

She is so relieved at the fact she’s still alive, that she forgets to ask how her boss knew exactly where to find her.

…

Much later into the night, a familiar figure in a black trench coat re-enters the alleyway. It’s quiet, and empty. Even emptier than it had been when Seungwan was walking back earlier on, save for the dark, hooded silhouette on the far right, and the grating sound of steel against brick.

“Aaand she finally appears.” The hooded figure greets, sheathing her dagger. “Did your little secretary get home alright?”

Black trench coat scoffs, stepping into the darkness and doing her best not to seem offended. “Sooyoung, did you really have to be that rough? You gave our poor angel such a nasty looking cut. And you made her cry.”

This time, it’s Sooyoung’s turn to take a defensive tone, albeit slightly playful. “Hey, I followed the plan! Scare her, threaten a little… you know, all that bad-guy stuff.” She can’t help herself, she’s always like that with Joohyun: relentlessly teasing. The mockery in her voice alone should be enough for Joohyun to cuff her on the spot, but she knows she’ll never do it.

She’s learnt to tolerate every aspect of Sooyoung’s personality; endearingly annoying as they may be. Still, it doesn’t stop the sinister growl from her throat, despite the grin on her face. It gains the other woman’s full attention instantly.

“Aw, what’s the matter, Hyunnie? Afraid you won’t have any eye-candy at work for a while?” She slides over to her, casually poking the shorter woman in the ribs. There’s a beat of silence and then Sooyoung sticks her bottom lip out in a pout when she’s left hanging. “You think I took it too far, don’t you?”

Joohyun’s reply is a smile. The image of Seungwan trembling in her arms, looking up at her through those fluttering, innocent eyelashes after Sooyoung’s ‘ambush’ is reassurance enough that everything happened at the right time and at the right intensity. Seungwan had looked at her like her saviour. Sooyoung hadn’t overdone it.

Sooyoung takes a tentative step forward, even closer now. “Hyun…”

There’s a genuine gratitude in her voice when Joohyun speaks again. “Thank you, Sooyoung. Really, you did so good for me. For us.”

“No problem, unnie,” Sooyoung makes a show of giving her an exaggerated courtesy, the playful lilt surfacing once more. “It’s my duty, as your – ”

And she’s pulled into a kiss. Five fingers firmly twist into the lapels of her jacket and tug her down into a searing, passionate kiss against the same wall Seungwan was pinned to a few hours ago, where she cried her eyes out.

Joohyun pulls away roughly, lips swollen and tingling from the cold. She smirks when Sooyoung looks as glazed-over as she feels. Their heaving breaths create a thin, silvery fog between them, as Joohyun holds the taller woman’s gaze with ease.

“You are the best, Young-ah. I love you.”

[peekabae]

𝑅𝑒𝑑 𝑉𝑒𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝐺𝑖𝑟𝑙𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠.❦

Irene/Bae Joohyun

silent soft gf

lowkey (highkey) a tsundere

she’ll be “you’re wrong”

but then will hold your hand

and you’re like

????

if you’re taller than her she’ll have a love hate relationship with it

like she like the warmth of it when she WANTS to cuddle

but she’ll hate getting teased

especially if she can’t reach something

if you’re shorter than her be prepared to be unconsciously pampered

she’ll compare you to her (as if she isn’t 5’3)

call you tiny (again shes 5’3)

but she’ll have the urge to take care of you more

also makes her lowkey jealous/possessive

you’d have to cook because she’d burn the house down

she will lowkey cuddle with you even if she doesn’t like physical affection

just because she likes being close to you

will definitely smack your ass-

at first the pda is N O N E X I S T A N T

but over time she’ll start to cling to you

her time and her words are really how she shows love

overall she’ll pretend to be distant but she really enjoys your company

Kang Seulgi

soft aesthetic gf

seulgi is literally my ideal type

(i say this about all of rv)

She’d be the one to wake up and squish herself into your chest

lazy mornings

she’ll want you to stay in bed

probably would take you on her adventures around korea

be prepared to take a lot of photos

if you aren’t on her instagram feed at least once she doesn’t like you

it takes you a really really long time to understand her

(this girl drank river water...i’m- she-)

you get used to it

as well as her clumsiness

she clings to you more than irene but not as strong as joy

you two just have lazy couple cuddles

she’ll make you crafts/art/paintings as gifts

probably will make you a photo book as an anniversary gift

pls i will C R Y

she’s just an ideal gf

god i love her

Son Seungwan/Wendy

Lazy Parent gf

irdk how to explain it

but she’s pretty chill

but it is always in a caring type way

for example

“you want some snacks from the gas station?”

she’d definitely be the type of person to tease you but i that annoying cute way that everyone around you hates

she’d 100% boop your nose

PICK UP LINES FOR DAYS

if you don’t do karaoke LEAVE

she’ll be the big and little spoon

honestly she’ll sing you to sleep

i feel like you guys would be more like best friends with benefits

but instead of benefits it’s loving and caring and wanting to make sure you’re always comfy...with benefits???

overall very wholesome relationship

i want to hold her hand

Park Sooyoung/Joy

GIVE HER AFFECTION type gf

she’s literally perfect

so you have to be perfect to

lol no you don’t

at first you’re gonna think you have to be

i mean just LOOK AT HER

you just melt at her smile

but overtime youre gonna realize she likes you for you

she will most definitely use her charms against you

“Can I please get this puppy??”

que the cute eye smile with HER BRIGHT TEETH

and next thing you know you have another new dog

she’ll like picnic dates, but only for the looks

SHES MOST DEFINITELY CLINGY

back hugs

kisses all the time

if you aren’t holding her hand, she’s 🥺

if you are she does that little (⌒_⌒) thing she does

honestly she just want to be up under you all the time

and it’s so cute LIKE ILL TAKE THAT HUG PLS...PLS

Overall just give her affection and make her laugh

Kim Yerim/Yeri

bff gf

are y’all actually dating??

because literally no one can tell

you two will be sitting there talking about how weird tiddies are

and all the sudden you two will be making out??

y’all are confusing asf-

but in an enduring way

the way her eyes ✨ SPARKLE ✨gets you everytime

you two would tease the fuck out of each other

“i’m not listening to someone who can’t see over my shoulder”

“how the fuck did i even end up with you??”

but in the most lighthearted way possible

tbh you two just want to be comfortable

being comfortable is really the most important to both of you

things wouldn’t change much after you two started dating

she does like being held

and getting kisses every now and then

you both flirt very casual

definitely make a shit ton of inappropriate jokes

you have to be funny or you can just 🚪 🚶‍♀️

honestly yeri is A GREAT GIRLFRIEND

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A/N: AHHHHHH this is my first post!! I will most definitely be more complex post bc i’m already working on a Seulrene fanfiction...YES IK IK, but I’m so excited to write for them!! :((

[incorrect-smtown-quotes]

Wendy: Thanks, cutiepie.

Irene: Ugh.

Wendy: Sorry, I’ll think of a better one than cutiepie. You’re my angel…. dust. Sorry, that’s a drug.

[winrene]

wenrene fanfic masterpost

(last updated 15/07/2020)

(these are all from ao3, i can try and make one from aff too if anyone wants it, but i don’t really read on there) 

Completed

let's get away tonight by daybreaking - “you should really stop showing up like this,” joohyun reprimands, wry and dry, but her hands are reaching out to take the spare helmet anyways. “my parents will know about it someday.” seungwan just grins under her helmet, cheeks full and pressing against the insides of it. she pats the space behind her on the motorcycle. “yeah, someday.”

oneshot, 3,341 words, highschool au

i'll be your naughty girl & i got to have ya babe by throwaway18 - seungwan thinks joohyun is too much of a prude to be able to beat her in a dance-off. and joohyun is certain she's the only person capable of getting into seungwan's nerves.

oneshot, 6,800 words, dancer/rivals au

much ado about nothing by numot94 (futureplans) - seungwan's front-door neighbour is the most beautiful woman she's ever seen, and one day she'll definitely work up the courage to ask her out. in the meantime, though, she'd be happy to get through a conversation without embarrassing herself.

39 chapters, 180,319 words, neighbour au (this is simply gorgeous, one of the best wenrene fics of all time in my opinion, again highly suggest reading their other wenrene fics)

tell me why my gods look like you (and tell me why it’s wrong) by irwens - joohyun waits tables. seungwan is a cook. they work at the same restaurant.

oneshot, 3,333 words, restauraunt au

when you move, i'm moved by birdii (birdmint) - when you're an idol dating a ballet dancer, finding time to appreciate each other is difficult. seungwan and joohyun do their best.

oneshot, 2,195 words, ballet/solo-artist au

playing pretend by xpenguinqueenx - yeri needs a fake girlfriend to meet her parents, and wendy agrees to fill the spot, but mostly because she wants to eat her yogurt in peace. irene is not enthusiastic about their new 'relationship.'

oneshot, 10,026 words, ordinary-life au

this structure fell about our feet (and we were free to go) by redcapesarecoming - the seven times irene and wendy met in an airport

oneshot, 4,740 words, airport au

recessional by birdii (birdmint) - seungwan calls joohyun for a ride to the airport. it's the first joohyun has heard from her in five years.

oneshot, 4,045 words, modern au

rain will make the flowers grow by 8moons2stars - after red velvet splits up, joohyun and seungwan find each other again.

5 chapters, 5,334 words, canon-divergence au (highly suggest reading this author’s other wenrene fics too)

death of the author by numot94 (futureplans) - all seungwan wanted was to escape reality at least for a little while and go live in some fairy tale where everything goes right and everybody’s happy. still, she didn’t expect it to actually happen! now that she’s found herself in the fairy tale kingdom overnight, she’ll do her best to keep the story on track and make sure princess joohyun gets her happily ever after with the prince. of course, nothing is ever that simple, is it?

11 chapters, 35,134 words, fantasy au

the purity club by changdeol - joohyun bae is the president of their school's christian union who thinks she has all the answers. seungwan son proves her wrong.

37 chapters, 152,278 words, highschool au

sweet like honey by hyunsvelvet - son seungwan is in desperate need of a job. when she gets hired as the new secretary for up and coming forensic lawyer bae joohyun, who has developed a habit of firing secretaries, she's determined to keep this job. she pictured joohyun to be cold and distant, but upon meeting her seungwan can't help but notice her warm personality and begins to wonder how she's the same person known for firing secretaries after hiring them just weeks before.

25 chapters, 48,900 words, lawyer au

and i could see for miles, miles, miles by jisooosname - based off of the prompt: in which joohyun runs an advice podcast show and one day, seulgi asks for her advice and she gives an advice so bad that seungwan hunts her down

oneshot, 5,547 words, college radio-host au (fluff and good feelings all around, a very adorable read)

never mind your bleeding heart by numot94 (futureplans) - the first time seungwan saw joohyun, she’d just turned 13 and the older girl was 14, a few weeks away from her birthday. she fell in love instantly.

3 chapters, 32,742 words, childhood au (yes yes i know another numot fic, but god their writing is amazing i can’t help but suggest it cause i just love everything they write)

hey jealousy by fated_addiction - "you know they're not dating." or when wendy struggles with definitions.

oneshot, 1188 words, canon au (i have a thing for this author’s introspective writing. it’s like a drug, also i’m a sucker for lowercase. highly suggest their semicolon and check one series)

a kiss (to build a dream on) by seungvvannie (galaxygerbil) - there are other things and other people that should fill up Irene’s time, but maybe… maybe just for now, it can be her in Irene’s heart. just her on irene’s mind. everything else can wait until tomorrow. wendy just wants tonight.

oneshot, 3,845 words, fallout au

pisces by espressochoreom - in which a 24-year-old joohyun is at a laundromat on a gloomy tuesday morning when she recognizes someone across her washer. it's none other than the girl who had her earnestly question her sexuality in high school—son seungwan. the last time joohyun heard from her was six years ago, months after they graduated from high school, when she told her that she was planning to move and stay in canada for good. but of course, that's not the case anymore. seungwan happens to be in the same laundromat building, and from there they attempt to catch up where they left off. the awkwardness is so consistent; it's laughable.

oneshot, 2,447 words, laundromat au (kinda)

vague hope by beatosuffers - irene only knows one thing: emotions are prohibited.

oneshot, 6,475 words, nier:automata au

yesterday, today, tomorrow by sparksfly7 - there are two new girls this year. one is tall and round-cheeked and sweet-looking. the other one – from canada, with her collection of instruments and powerhouse voice – won’t leave irene alone.

oneshot, 2,796 words, canon au

let it shine by sparksfly7 - “it’s just – i planned to talk more, to give people a good impression, but…” irene trails off, clearly frustrated. “i don’t know.” she drops her head, her hair falling over her face. even the pink streaks in it look duller, as if her mood has washed out the dye. “there was nothing wrong with how you acted.” wendy sits down next to her on the bed. “being quiet isn’t a bad thing.”

oneshot, 2,064 words, canon au

see you soon by leirskald - seungwan tries to be okay with everyone leaving for the new year's holiday, but it's hard when she's the one left behind.

oneshot, 1,237 words, canon au

trust these butterflies by rosybutterflies - the circus just isn't that fascinating for irene bae anymore, having been in it since she was young. but the butterflies in her stomach tell her otherwise every time she's with one of the newbies, son seungwan.

2 chapters, 17,527 words, circus au

in her eyes by blkvelvets - now is definitely not the time to get hooked on a dumb freshman with a smile that could light up planets.

oneshot, 2,387 words, highschool au

i wanna come home to you by newboldtrue - irene says, “thanks for not thinking i’m a serial killer. i guess.” “thanks for letting me throw up the worst new year’s eve of my life in your apartment,” room 53 returns, and irene cracks a tiny smile at that. or, irene doesn't know her upstairs neighbor, really, but it's 5am and she won't stop ringing the doorbell;

oneshot, 1,599 words, neighbours au

the scent of you by ashensprites - seungwan, a private investigator, is hired to find a child who went missing almost 15 years ago.

16 chapters, 38,253 words, private investigator au

the downfalls of procrastination by lovelines (alliwantisthetruth) - fun fact #1 : seungwan has exactly 3 midterms coming up this week. fun fact #2 : seungwan has not started to study for any of her midterms. fun fact #3 : joohyun might kill her before she has the chance to sink her gpa. college au where seungwan is a smart but hot mess(TM) and joohyun cannot tolerate messes but for her, she does. somewhat.

oneshot, 1,413 words, university au

close your eyes, see through mine by sindubu - "her name is joohyun, and if that were the case...." her heel comes up to rub at the bridge of her nose. "why is she even here?" junior shrugs. "the intricacies of repressed lesbianism, my young, sapphic friend, is shockingly not in my field of expertise."

4 chapters, 9,070 words, conversion therapy au

feel my heart come undone by sindubu - wendy is homesick.

oneshot, 1,390 words, canon au

Ongoing

i’m different by throwaway18 - when wendy returns to seoul, being mistaken as a homeless person has been far from her expectations.

6/? chapters, 27,871 enemies to lovers/baker au

my heart and this night (makes this game flicker) by daybreaking - seungwan just got dumped and her roommate is trying to make her feel better by playing cards with her, but she just keeps winning and whispering, "sorry."

4/? chapters, 33,782, university au (an absolute favourite of a fic, it is so so good)

colored out the line by baechuzz - it’s been a while since joohyun had seen sooyoung blooming with happiness and love since her soulmate died. so when joohyun met wendy for the first time and during their handshake, a little dandelion blossomed on her wrist—she decided not to say a word and step back on the sidelines. even if wendy was her soulmate.

4/5 chapters, 27,628 words, soulmate au

somebody wants you by winterbreath - wendy doesn’t need anybody to tell her that this is a bad idea but she needs something to draw attention to the coffee shop; and irene needs a pretend-girlfriend. except Irene is a brat—and can someone please just send wendy to hell.

12/? chapters, 71,840 words, fake/pretend relationship au (another one i love a lot, definitely suggest reading this author’s other fic too, especially their all this love series)

shared space by sapphicirene - seungwan needs a new roommate, and joohyun is searching for an apartment. joohyun wonders if it's bad luck or fate that draws her back to seungwan after all these years.

4/? chapters, 11,259 words, college au (i’m not going to lie, this hasn’t been updated since 2018-12, but the chapters that are written are very lovely, so i think it’s worth a look!)

tea party for two by scarletstring - as a veteran female escort, wendy expects to be between the sheets, receive her pay, and then leave -- all within the hour. but wendy can't tell if this particular client knew that when she was spending her time preparing her tea instead of telling her to take her clothes off.

8/? chapters, 114,713 words, female escort au

noisy thoughts by scarletstring - irene moves in to her new apartment, where she meets her interesting roommate.

15/? chapters, 172,654 words, college au (scarlet is currently on hiatus, but their fics are one of the best things you could read)

just my cover, sweetheart by newboldtrue - wendy threw a disbelieving glance at the woman in her passenger seat. “have i had lunch? i just attended my own funeral, haven’t much been in the mood for eating.” or, son seungwan is leaving her life as a hitman in the past--but when a dead woman criticizes her epitaph and offers her one last job, she finds herself agreeing to help. wendy isn't quite sure what she's signed herself up for.

6/? chapters, 14,319 words, 1950s hitman au (hasn’t been updated in AGES, since 2018-08, but it is honestly a really worthwhile read)