#(she too is wildly in love with her own kpop bias so she has no room to judge)

[tequiilasunriise]

HUNTR/X = i-dle fans, fight me

Say what y’all want, but you can NOT convince me Huntrix would not be part of Neverland (fans of the kpop group i-dle). In my heart and SOUL they’re all diehard Nevies with Mira’s bias being Yuqi, Zoey’s bias being Soyeon, and Rumi’s being Miyeon. Walk with me here, trust.

Mira’s bias is because Yuqi is the main dancer of i-dle and has a naturally deeper voice that’s really, really pretty. Deeper voices aren’t super common and Mira would definitely be drawn to Yuqi’s in a, “she’s just like me fr fr” type way, especially since Yuqi is a vocal powerhouse who flexes said unique voice quite a bit in the songs. Furthermore, Yuqi is the FOTG of i-dle and even though it’s only confirmed that Mira is Huntrix’s visual, I would NOT be surprised if she was their FOTG too with all her model work and such.

Also, give me pathetic lovergirl Mira who is devastatingly in love with this woman:

Yuqi is the personification of the ‘cool beauty’ type in terms of looks and a total chaotic yapper in terms of personality (basically a fantastic blend of Zoerumi in one woman), like you can NOT tell me these pics did not change Mira’s brain chemistry and convince her not to switch up her signature hairstyle even though she’s been thinking about it these past few years.

While I like to think Zoey and Rumi are deeply attracted to all the members of i-dle (because they have eyes that can see and ears that can hear), with an obvious favoritism towards their respective biases, I like to imagine for Mira it’s next level. You can’t tell me that Mira wouldn’t listen to Yuqi’s solo “FREAK” and not think about Zoey the entire time (“she’s certified freak, I’m on my knees” and the entire song is about freaking on the daily with this girl you’re so in love with) while also wishing to be Yuqi's freak the whole time (istg i-idle favorite pastime is BARELY escaping censorship from how insanely queer some of their music is and Mira would hard respect those guts).

Zoey’s bias is because Soyeon is one of the best kpop rappers period. Not only does Soyeon have the speed/control/flow Zoey would DIE for, she’s also an extremely skilled lyricist known fer her fantastic wordplay and beautiful compositions (Soyeon writes and produces most of the band’s songs if you didn’t know!). I’m just going go let this 20 second clip speak for itself because I knowwww that mic flip move Soyeon pulls lives so rent free in Zoey’s head:

Seriously, Soyeon’s got the whole package of being incredibly fierce and willing to speak her mind regardless of potential fleck (see: 2022 + 2024 MAMA disses), the type of stage presence that just completely draws you in, a super recognizable and unique rapping sound, and it’s all wrapped up in this tiny 5’2 can of pure whoopass that can and WILL verbally demolish you with unmatched style all while grinning that Winning Smile™️.

Also, she’s both her group’s rapper AND their leader, there’s no way in hell Zoey wouldn’t look up to her! Especially since Soyeon is known to write songs that include very, ahem, heavy themes on. Appreciating women. You can’t tell me Soyeon’s “Go ahead say my name, glide on it baby, that hydroplane” (WHEN EXPLICITLY SINGING TO A FEMALE LISTER) didn’t directly influence Zoey’s “Body on body, I’m naughty, not even sorry” LIKE. Yeah :)

Rumi’s bias is because Miyeon is known as i-dle’s “princess” but rather than be the spoilt brat stereotype she’s actually more of the regal ruler type beat, which is the archetype Rumi embodies to me a la, “Given the throne I didn’t know how to believe I was the queen that I’m meant to be” (no wonder why RIOT chose Miyeon to voice Ahri in K/DA, who ALSO gives me such strong Rumi vibes!).

Miyeon is extremely mature, as she is the oldest member in i-dle (like Rumi!), and has been seen taking care of the other members in her own way. She’s this wonderful mix of “incredibly beautiful woman who is the embodiment of confident luxury” and “extremely and a little terrifyingly competent” that I think Rumi would VERY much try to aspire to be. If you don’t believe me, look no further than when Miyeon joined a deserted island survivor show just because it looked fun (iconic) and was out here hunting down live octopuses and using twigs as utensils.

These pics are of the same woman! We love a queen who holds multitudes!! Cunty AND resourceful slaayyy!! You can't tell me Rumi wouldn't want to be and be with i-dle's princess!! I mean on top of this Miyeon is also a CRAZY skilled vocalist, which already would enrapture our girl Rumi, but the fact that she has also acted in web K-dramas is the cherry on top since, through Jinu, we know that be lowkey Rumi’s type.

[pwarkluv]

❝ what is love? - l.mk ❞

lee mark x reader | fluff | 2k words

WARNINGS | lowercase is intended, idol au, love at first sight au, 6thmemberofitzy!reader, shy!mark and shy!reader, fluff bc that’s what i’m best at LOL, another request :), just enjoy <3

REQUEST | “hii i read ur electric love fic w jisung and i really loved it :DD could you do the same for mark ? still as the 6th member of itzy ofc :D” - my lovely anon <3

SUMMARY | he wonders what is love, but finds the answer in you.

AUTHOR’S NOTE | inspired by the song “what is love” by twice (english lyrics by genius translations)! ANOTHER REQUEST HDSFKLDSJHF IM SO SO SO SO EXCITED! i wanted to change up the setting so it’s still 6th member itzy, but not in weekly idol :P ALSO this was inspired by when nct dream, itzy, and stray kids sat next to each each other in that one award show so yeah lolol. IM SO SORRY I LOST THE MESSAGE WHERE MY ANON ASKED FOR IT BUT I STILL WROTE IT FOR YOU! I LOVE YOU, THANK YOU, NEVER BE SHY TO DM ME ;)

what is love?

mark knew the general idea of it; the sappy moments movies show, the “butterflies in your stomach” feeling books portray, the pain and hardships songs make you feel. 

but he’s never been in love, at least not like this.

❝ how could it be as sweet as candy? ❞

training at such a young age molded mark into the perfect idol, and with that he was fully aware dating would look bad to the public. he accepted the fact that he might never find love, all to help achieve his dream. 

but as cheesy as it sounds, the canadian wished to be loved. 

yes he was loved by his members, his family, his friends, his fans; but the type of love he longed for was something none of them could give him. 

mark wanted to feel the sweetness of being in love, the giddiness you’d feel whenever you talk to them, the pounding of your heart whenever they’re near. he wanted to experience the overwhelming need to be with that person, like if they’re gone for too long it’s like you can’t breathe.

was being in love like making a song for the very first time? or was it like eating watermelon all the time?

so many questions with no answers, the boy left to wander in his own thoughts. 

❝ how it’s like flying in the sky? ❞

he smiled bittersweetly as the newly wed couple danced around in confetti, the sound of laughter and cheers resonating around the room. one of nct’s managers that had been with them since the beginning invited them to her wedding, to which the team obviously accepted. 

all 23 of them were happy for their noona who found her happy ending. mark could only watch in awe at the sight of the two lovebirds, the love and adoration for the other evident in the way they looked at each other.

his heart tugged a bit knowing he wanted something like that too. 

“being in love is like flying in the sky.” his manager explained to the boy as a makeup artist experimentally brushed strokes on her face. it was a couple hours before the ceremony when mark knocked on her hotel door, wanting to visit his favorite noona before she finally said ‘i do’. 

his question left his mouth before mark could fully register what he was about to say, the poor boy flushing a bit as the woman laughed at him. 

“are you in love mark? is that why you’re asking me how i knew i was in love?” she teased as mark stutterd, denying her accusation.

“n-no i swear!” he said as his manager continued laughing, the makeup artist having to pause a bit to let her get it all out. “i’m just curious.” mark said quietly trying to stop the heat from rushing up to his cheeks. 

“well being in love is a magical feeling.” the woman said, turning a bit serious. mark sat up straight as he listened intently. “when you realize you love someone, it can be a scary thing. love isn’t perfect mark, and i want you to know that. there are moments where you want to scream and rip your hair out, or cry to let it all out.”

the boy nodded in understanding, having a bit of knowledge from all the good breakup songs taylor swift writes about. 

“but it can also change your whole world.” she continued on. “it’s like seeing the world again for the very first time and the colors are more vibrant. it’s like having a permanent reason to be happy, and a reason to stay.” she explained as the mark sat quietly trying to comprehend it all. 

❝ i wanna know know know know, what is love? ❞

the poor boy’s head couldn’t wrap around the thought of you. 

his heart hammered in his chest as he secretly glanced at you, desperately trying to avoid suspicion from fans and his members. you were just too breathtaking, having the canadian looking back for more. 

the moment he first laid eyes on you, it was like an epiphany. you were the answer to all his questions.

so this is what it feels like, mark thinks to himself as he looks back on all the things he’s heard about love. 

the butterflies, the pounding of your heart, the “seeing the world in a whole new perspective”, mark felt everything and as much as he felt excited, he was scared.

as harmless as it sounds, award shows were a risky thing for idols. being surrounded by fans of different groups as well as said groups themselves always seemed to cause a bit of a stir between fans.

between dating rumors and rumors about beef between two idols, anything could happen.

but usually mark would be okay. he’s been doing this for a long time and knew how to behave.

however what he didn’t expect was to see you, the tiny rookie idol from the newly debuted girl group ‘itzy’. 

nct 127’s table was right next to yours which let mark have a clear view of your pretty eye smile as you laughed at something lia had whispered into your ear. your laugh was bubbly and contagious, the boy having to physically stop himself from wanting to laugh too. 

he was panicking, but mark couldn’t tell if it was in a good or bad way. 

❝ what does love feel like? ❞

your breath hitched as you saw the boy sneak glances at you from the corner of your eye.

the mark lee was looking at you, your heart racing as you tried to deny the fact that he was staring you down. there was no way the dude you’ve looked up to your entire trainee life is noticing you, no way at all.  

everyone has heard of mark lee even if you weren’t into kpop. he was just that iconic. 

you’ve been an nctzen since the very beginning, being there for nct u’s debut stage. in fact, nct was the very reason you decided to audition to become an idol in the first place. you looked up to the team but more importantly you looked up to a certain canadian in the group.

originally doyoung was your bias in nct when nct u first came out. but as the years passed by you found yourself more and more intrigued by mark, having him absolutely wreck your bias list.

since then you’ve been a loyal mark stan, even rapping his part in cherry bomb for your audition tape which ultimately led you to become an idol yourself. 

you refused to believe you were in love with the dude, not knowing a single thing about him. there was no way you could love him, not if you’ve never even met the boy.

but your heart seemed to prove you wrong as it beat wildly knowing mark was sitting right there on the table next to you. 

“you okay bubs?” lia asked in a worried tone, leaning in to whisper into your ear. she saw the way your leg bounced in a fast rhythm, knowing you only did that when you were nervous. 

you forced a smile as you hesitantly looked her way, knowing that she could take one look into your eyes and know you were lying. “i'm fine unnie, don’t worry about me.” you replied as sweetly as you could, wishing the elder wouldn’t notice a thing. 

though you two and yeji were the eldest in the group, all being born in the year 2000, you were the baby of the unnie line. lia and yeji knew you the best, having grown up with you after all. 

the girl only gave you a look before taking your hand in hers to give a soft squeeze. “i know you’re lying but i won’t push you. also mark lee from nct 127 is totally checking you out.” lia said, whispering a bit on the last part. she winked as you flushed, looking away in horror. 

-

johnny nudged the boy next to him with a small smirk, clearly seeing the heart eyes he was giving the girl in the table next to them. mark jumped a bit at the feeling, looking at his hyung with confusion.

“so y/n of itzy?” johnny said with a small smile as the younger immediately sat up straight. 

“is it that obvious?” mark whispered back with a hint of fear in his eyes.

if any of the fans were to get a hold of this… the boy could only shiver at the thought. 

johnny’s playful smile dropped a bit at mark’s worried look knowing how he must feel. they were idols after all.

“don’t worry, i only noticed because she was looking back at you too.” he said, mark flushing at the revelation.

“really?” he asked a little out of it. 

“i say talk to her after this?” the elder said, laughing a bit when mark jumped in his seat, immediately saying no. 

❝ will love come to me someday? ❞

“unnie why are you making me stay in the dressing room~” you whined as the end of the award show came along.

you just wanted to go home, your body worn out. not from all the dancing but from the way it viciously pounded in your chest whenever you ever thought about mark. 

lia only smirked in retaliation as she brought a hand up to squish your cheeks. “trust me, you’ll thank me later.” she said as she walked out of the dressing room, bumping into a 6 foot tall boy with a smaller boy behind him. 

“oops sorry.” she said a little playfully, as lia gave a wink to johnny knowing their plan was going accordingly. johnny only gave her a small smile, but if you looked closely you could see the mischief in his eyes. 

“hyung where are we going?” mark asked, a little weirded out by the two’s interaction. johnny only ignored the boy, dragging him by his arm as they walked down the hallway. 

“hyung i swear if this is a prank i’ll-” mark’s words were cut off as the two entered a door, only to see your confused face staring back at him. 

“oh shit.” he cursed under his breath, a little taken aback from how beautiful you were. one whole award show later and you were still as gorgeous as when he first saw you sitting down in the table next to his. 

your confused face quickly turned to an embarrassed one as you noticed the boy, turning another shade of red when you noticed he couldn’t take his eyes off of you.

“hi y/n, my name is johnny and this is my band mate mark.” the taller boy said, holding his hand out in a handshake. 

“h-hi i’m y/n.” you stuttered, not expecting to see the boy you’ve been daydreaming about for the past two hours to be right in front of you. 

mark gawked at the sight of you, his mind malfunctioning as the words seemed to get stuck at the tip of his tongue.

“markie right here has something he wants to ask you.” johnny said, pushing the younger in front of him with a grunt. 

this seemed to knock him right out of his trance, a hand coming up to the back of his neck as he stared down at the floor with pink cheeks.

“do you maybe wanna-”

“yes.” you blurted out, a hand covering your mouth in shock. “i-if you were gonna ask if i wanted to hang out sometime, the answer is yes.” you said a little shyly as the boy smiled. 

all this time mark thought he was gonna find love, but maybe love found him instead. 

“i’ll pick you up at 6 tomorrow evening.” mark said with a sweet smile as he took a step back only to be pushed back up again by johnny.

“you don’t even have her number you dumbass.” the elder scolded, disappointed at how dumb the boy was. 

your laughter caught both of the boy’s attention as you put your hand out with a small smile. “you want my number or nah?”

[saeneras]

How would the lords react to their MC being a Johnny's/Kpop fangirl?

Sorry I took so long. I don’t listen to Johnny’s so I lack experience with them. This was hard to write cause I honestly don’t know how they’d react lol.

Nobu: “How pathetic. Long ago you needed to have an army and power to get people to follow you.” He thought, looking at his girlfriend’s eyes glued to the music program. “Now you just need to dance, wear a stupid costume then rip off the stupid costume for ppl like my foolish to follow you.” “Oh!” He heard her gasp, covering her mouth to hold back her squeals. A blonde came to the front of the screen now, winking while pulling up part of his shirt. His grey eyes darkened “You.” He hissed “How dare you make my girl gasp for someone else but me!”

Mitsuhide:  “Ah” he grins noting how much his girl’s habits have rubbed off on him. Lately the music she listened to replayed in his head. Seeing her head peeking from behind the the laptop screen, Mitsu knew what she was up to. Sneaking up behind her, he saw the usual flashing lights, extravagant stages and five men dressed similarly. He chuckled at her cursing beneath her breath because of the laggy stream. Resting his chin on her head. “Hi babe.” She mutters getting a kiss in return. He noticed her eyes followed one particular guy out of the five. “You seem to like that particular singer.” He nuzzled her head. “Because he looks just like you. A lot of my favourite stuff in the world somehow are always associated with you.” The compliment gave way to the colour rising in his cheeks and a happy feeling in his chest.

Yukimura: Yukimura: “YUKIMURA.” she yells for him almost desperately. “Where is he?” “______” he calls from downstairs, worry evident in his voice. “Are you ok?!” Rushing to your bedroom, he finds her. Taking a deep breath “Do you have Twitter?” She asks him. “Y..eah.” taking out his smartphone, he points to the app “I follow Milord Shi….” Grabbing his shoulders, she pleads. “I need your help.” “Of course.” . “I need you to go on twitter and hashtag #LayXoXo.” “What’s a lay?”  “The Chips. We need to get it to the top of WW Trends! We’re facing stiff competition from international bands…I mean brands.” Yukimura didn’t understand the situation but he wanted to make his lover happy. “I Sanada Genjirou Yukimura will make 10 twitters so that your favorite snack can get to the top!” he declared earning a peck on the cheek from his happy gf.

Saizo: “The little lady is at it again.” he smirked as crotch thrusts rained across the screen like the weather he hated. He followed their movements wondering how long they could keep it up on stage. “Heh I could probably go longer and at a faster rate.” he thought wondering why she was blushing at that. Then it hit him. “Hey, they’re doing what we did last night.” he called out to her cheerfully. (short and to the point).

Masamune: She seemed so charmed by those men. Men who were nothing like him. He couldn’t flirt, he wasn’t good with women nor could he make people like her laugh as easily as they could. How could those men make a fool of themselves in front of everyone and still be so loved? It was still so hard for him to be himself infront of her that he was too afraid of making himself look like an idiot. Fear spiked through his body. “What if she leaves me for a guy like that?” he whispered out loud, not aware that she heard. “Masa?” she peered at curiously, leaning over to cup his cheek. “I won’t leave you for anyone like them. I can’t do anything because they are behind a screen. You..” she stroked his cheek. “You are my reality and no one can replace that.”

Kojuro: “___________ I won’t.I’m not into this music.” “Just take a listen! You won’t die or anything.” Kojuro liked books, he liked art, he liked tradition, he didn’t like pop. He was more of an enka guy. “Not now.” he kissed her pout. When she left the room. He glanced at her music player. Curiosity got the better of him, slipping on her headphones, he scrolled to the bright cover art of nine girls dressed as fairytale princesses. “This is catchy.” he whispered, moving his head to the song cautiously peeking into the hall so she wouldn’t catch him.

Hideyoshi: “Look at that!” Hideyoshi pointed at the group raising their shirts, revealing their washboard abs. “ I can do that too!” turning to her, he raised his own garment to reveal his own sculpted abs. With a cheeky wink, he turned back to the TV. “Oooh I think I can do that dance.” immediately he got up. “Hideyoshi...nooo.” she tried to persuade him but too late. Her lover already began to flail wildly out of time like a monkey swinging from tree to tree.

Inuchiyo: “Why do you like that guy group? When this girl group is so much better! I mean look at this girl, she is so cute!” “So are you saying I’m not cute?” she pouted. “Fine then.” she thought. “Look at him.” she pointed to a photo on her phone.”Isn’t he sexy? Keiji told me that even he would kiss him!” “Are you saying that I’m not sexy to a point I am not worth Keiji’s kiss..” “Wait what?” they both frowned. Looking at her phone, she squinted at the news on her phone. “It seems as though your bias and my bias are dating.” she read. “Awwww man.” both sighed. “Wait why are we sighing? We’re with each other!” Inuchiyo muttered.

Ieyasu: “Ha, look at him, he missed his moves.” Sometimes watching MVs with a petulant child could be a pain in the ass. “Pfft he’s lipsynching I’m sure.” he grinned. Ieyasu scrutinized every move, every word for a mistake, to taunt you and make you mad. Taking a deep breath she ignored him. “Man how do you watch this obviously scripted thing, do you honestly believe that guy loves you when he says he does?” he asked mockingly. “No” she answered. “Because the only love I accept is from the sulky child beside me.” That kept him quiet for the rest of the day.

Mitsunari: “I’ve been looking into your music tastes and I find it interesting that a lot of these people you like train for years and years. This one group..” he set his laptop out and she could see graphs and pie charts. “Trained for seven years, that means 2,555 days, 61,320 hours, 3,679,200 minutes and 220,752,000 seconds, excluding leap years, eating, sleeping and off time. It’s almost like samurai training!” Her mind was still processing the numbers he just called out. “This is why I love good old..young Mitsu.”

Kenshin:  Sometimes, he listened to their songs, not because she liked it because he wanted to appreciate the art of singing and their voices. He appreciated the aesthetic of their style and hair colour, sometimes he’d try those styles on himself, though it suited his former retainers more. It made her think that him and his friends would be the perfect group.  Kenshin would be the oldest, Kageie the visual, Kanetsugu would be the leader/mother hen and Yoshichi the dork.

Shingen: He didn’t listen to that type of thing since he preferred older and classical stuff but he always made sure to get her merch or limited edition albums for her birthday or some other occasion. It was a pain to keep up with releases of bands he didn’t particularly care about but because he genuinely adored her happy smiles, it didn’t matter. Anything for his girl. To him it didn’t matter if she had a cute little crush on a celebrity. At the end of day and sometimes into the early morning, it would be his name spilling from her lips, not theirs.