#Hajun X Reader

[dialoguestetatet]

Windbreaker characters

You text them "I love you" pt. 1

Tw: suicide jokes, suggestive

Vinny Hong, Dom Kang, Wooin, Joker (Hajun), Owen, Sangho, Ryohei

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[swrkn]

Hello!!! I really love your Oliver fic 😭 could you do joker or sangho just fluff if it's fine ofc I'm not forcing ❤️

𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

Joker (hajun) x g/n reader

Genre : fluff ; sfw

Author note : thank you so much for your request, and thank you for the compliment on my first fic :)) i have a fic for joker in my drafts, so for now im gonna do some headcanons , and I’ll publish it later ! Also those are my personal headcanons , so if you don’t think my headcanons are accurate, please don’t be mean 🙏

Author note 2 : i really enjoyed doing those headcanons so i think i’ll do more , and also some with sangho since you asked ;) My request are open !!

⇨ Protective

Joker is low-key protective of Y/N, though he'd never openly admit it. If they're biking together, he'll instinctively put himself on the side closer to traffic or obstacles, keeping an eye out without making a big deal of it.

When you and Hajun go for a night ride through busy streets, he'll always position himself on your left side, closer to traffic. You notices he does this every time but never points it out, as it's his way of protecting you. One night, a car honks a bit too close, and without thinking, Joker reaches out, gently steering her closer to him. "You alright?" he asks, trying to sound casual, but his hand stays on your arm until he's sure you’re safe.

⇨ Act Tough But Melts Around You

Joker has a "tough-guy" image, but you are the one person who can break through that. When you're alone, he's surprisingly affectionate and lets his guard down. Play with your hair, hold your hand, and even rest his head on your shoulder if he's tired.

After a tough day at practice, Joker shows up at your place looking frustrated and tired. You open the door, pulling him into a hug. He stiffens for a second, but then relaxes, letting himself melt into your warmth. He doesn't say much, just rests his head on your shoulder, breathing in deeply as she rubs his back.You tease him for "acting soft," and he just grumbles, "Only for you."

⇨ Late-Night Talks

Sometimes, You and Joker will have deep, late-night conversations that can last for hours.You both stay up talking about dreams, fears, and everything in between. He trusts you in a way he never trusted anyone, and you’re the one person he feels like he can be his true self around.He's opened up to you about his insecurities and what it's like balancing being a big brother with his own goals.

One summer night, you're lying side by side on a quiet rooftop, staring up at the stars. Joker starts talking about his childhood, sharing stories he rarely tells anyone, while you listen quietly, sometimes just holding his hand when he pauses. You opens up too, and you spend hours sharing memories and dreams, both of them feeling like they're closer than ever.He tells you things he never told anyone, realizing how much he trusts you.

⇨ Lets You Braid His Hair

One day, as a joke, you suggested to braid his hair, thinking he'd refuse. But to your surprise, he agreed, even if he tried to play it off like he didn't care.Now it's a little tradition between you and him. When you're just relaxing, you'll braid his hair, and he'll sit quietly, feeling oddly at peace. He actually finds it relaxing but would be mortified if anyone else knew.

During a lazy afternoon, you were both watching a movie a his house , with him leaning on you, letting you style his hair. As you braid, you notice he's relaxed, eyes half-closed, enjoying the quiet moment. Later, when his two littles brothers came in and burst out laughing, Joker just shrugs. "What ? She did a good job." he says nonchalantly, not caring about what his brothers are saying.

⇨ Always Comes Back to You

No matter how long his day's been or how tired he is, Joker always finds himself wanting to see you. You are his safe space, the person who keeps him grounded, and whenever he's with you, he feels like he finally found a place to rest. He doesn't say it often, but he thinks you are his world, and every ride, every victory, every day somehow feels better just knowing you are there , beside him

One evening, after an exhausting day, he texts you, asking if you’re free. When you agree to meet him, he feels his mood lift immediately. You don't have to do anything special; just being with you is enough to make everything feel better.

⇨ A Stubborn Romantic

Joker tries to act like he doesn't care about romance, but deep down, he's more romantic than he lets on. He'll surprise you by cooking your favorite meals, remember small things you mentioned about yourself, and even bring you your favourite treats every now and then. On special occasions, he'll even plan something for you, like a ride at dawn or a picnic by the river, even if he insists he's "not doing anything fancy."

For your birthday, Joker plans a quiet picnic next to a hidden river. He pretends it's "no big deal," but he packed your favorite snacks and even brought a small blanket to sit on. When you ask him if he went to all this trouble just for her, he simply says, "Don't get used to it." But the sparkle in your eyes , and seeing you this happy , was enough for him to know that if he can see you this happy , he would do it again and again.

✵

[sol-tani]

⟡ : boyfriend texts with joker !

pairings. joker (hajun) x fem!reader

genre. fluff, a bit suggestive, established relationship, slice of life!au, angst (only for a bit)

warnings. joker may be a bit ooc, cursing, arguments but not too bad, suggestive texts

𖤓 – please let me know what you think of this! joker has grown on me so freaking much as a character so more of him and sabbath crew overall to come !! plus I’ve finally caught up on the webtoon so if you’d like to see someone please send me a request for them and what you’d like !! I’ll gladly write for the characters <3

© sol-tani — all content belongs to this blog, don’t steal, copy, repost, translate, or claim as your own.

[koiiiji]

First of all miss u and ur windbreaker fics 🖤 Don't know if u ever done, a truth or dare fic with windbreaker characters wooin or any other character u like☺️ were it can get a little steamy 👀 like the reader was dared to kiss joker and they kiss. Wooin gets jealous or something lol

author’s note ; finally in that state when i can equally pay attention to both lookism and wb fandoms!! thank you for request, and sorry for delay😵‍💫

summary ; happening before vinny entered the team, like 3-4 seasons

tw ; alcohol, suggestive

boring evenings dragged on one after another, a break in the "league of streets" freed up a lot of time for you and your friends. and that's why you were hanging out at your apartment right now, suffering absolute idleness with Hyuk, waiting for Wooin and Joker to come from another deal or underground fight or whatever shit they are doing right now.

Hyuk bored poked at the screen, cozily sitting in an armchair, occasionally making sarcastic comments and saying, "yo, open the tiktok, i just threw off some real jokes." while you've already exhausted yourself waiting, and just hung your head down and threw legs on the cushions of the sofa, mumbling in response to another tiktok with a monkey, "fuck off, learn what humor is."

throwing the phone aside, you sigh and looked at the clock. it's almost 12 am and friday, so you weren't surprised that Wooin and Joker were messing with their business for so long, but still they must have at least some kind of conscience!!! these two donkeys promised to come back at 10pm and take a drink with them, and right now without any alcohol in your system it was quite difficult to tolerate Hyuk's jokes about monkeys and about a non-existent love triangle between you and two idiots who were already 2 hours late. and in your opinion, he's been pushing Joker's candidacy too hard since Wooin intentionally woke up him early in the morning three days ago, just because he woke up early himself.

Hyuk, bored and still poking at his screen, looked up when you let out a frustrated sigh. "relax, they'll be here soon," he said with a dismissive wave, eyes flickering back to his phone. you were about to retort when the sound of the apartment door unlocking made you both perk up. Wooin and Joker stumbled in, looking tired but triumphant, with a couple of bags in their hands. "you two still in same room and didn't commit any crime? im impressed," Wooin said, kicking the door shut behind him. Joker, ever the stoic, gave a brief nod in acknowledgment, setting the bags down on the coffee table. "we got the drinks," he said simply.

Hyuk sprang up from his chair, abandoning his phone. "about time, i was starting to think you'd gotten yourselves into another fight." he rummaged through the bags, pulling out bottles of soju and beer.

"close enough," Wooin said with a smirk, dropping onto the couch next to you. "but that's a story for another time."

You rolled your eyes, reaching for a bottle and cracking it open. "you guys owe us big time," you said, taking a swig. "Hyuk's been driving me nuts." Hyuk threw a middle finger at you playfully. "love you too, buddy."

as the drinks flowed and the evening wore on, the atmosphere in the apartment grew more relaxed and jovial. jokes and laughter filled the room, the earlier boredom forgotten. someone suggested playing a game, and before long, you all found yourselves gathered in a circle on the floor, playing a rowdy game of truth or dare.

"alright," Wooin said, eyes glinting mischievously. "it's your turn," he pointed at you, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "truth or dare?" you hesitated, knowing Wooin's penchant for wild dares. but with the alcohol buzzing pleasantly in your system, you felt a surge of boldness. "dare." and that's where Hyuk intervened and interrupted Wooin. "i dare you to kiss Joker." Hyuk's grin widened.

room fell silent, all eyes turning to Joker, who was lounging against the couch with his usual calm, almost detached expression. you glanced at him, feeling a flicker of nervousness. Joker met your gaze, his face unreadable. and you were about to back out when Wooin, who had been unusually loud one, suddenly shutted his mouth, turning his face away and taking a big sip. Hyuk laughed. "come on, it's just a game!"

feeling the pressure from everyone's stares, you took a deep breath and leaned toward Joker. to your surprise, he didn't pull away. instead, he remained perfectly still, legs spread widely, one if his knees been up and hand with beer in it was resting there, and his eyes locked on yours. the kiss was brief, just a soft press of lips, but it felt like it lasted an eternity.

when you pulled back, Joker's calm demeanor was unchanged, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes. Wooin, on the other hand, looked distinctly unhappy. He avoided your gaze, taking a long drink from his bottle again.

the game continued, but Wooin's mood cast a shadow over the fun. his usually loud and mischievous attitude was replaced with a sullen silence, and he kept drinking more than talking. as the night wore on and the alcohol flowed, the atmosphere grew hazy. the room was filled with laughter and half-hearted jokes, but the underlying tension never dissipated. you found yourself glancing at Wooin, who was avoiding eye contact with everyone, especially you.

eventually, the need for another drink drove you to the kitchen. You rummaged through the fridge, feeling the cool air wash over your flushed face. as you grabbed a beer, the kitchen door swung open, and Wooin stepped in. the two of you stood in silence for a moment, the only sound the soft hum of the refrigerator. "hey," you said softly, breaking the silence. Wooin looked up, his eyes dark and slightly irritated. "hey."

"are you okay?" you asked, closing the fridge door and leaning against the counter. he scoffed, leaning against the doorway. "why wouldn't i be?"

"you seem upset," you replied, trying to gauge his mood. he took a step closer, his expression hardening. "why would i be upset? it's not like i care that two my friends just kissed."

you blinked, taken aback by his tone. "Wooin, it's just a game. you know that."

"yeah, sure," he said, rolling his eyes.

"what's your problem?" you snapped, feeling your frustration rise. "my problem?" he echoed, his voice rising. "maybe my problem is watching my friend make out with another friend and everyone pretending it's no big deal."

"and what's so special about it? you never saw people kissing?" you raise your voice as well, starting to feel irritated. he ran a hand through his hair, clearly agitated. "forget it," he muttered, turning around and leaving the kitchen. "it's nothing."

"it's obviously not nothing," you insisted, stepping closer and grabbing his wrist. "why can't you just tell m-" he didn't let you finish when he turned around abruptly and grabbing both of your hands, putting them behind your back, pressing you into the kitchen unit and leaning in kissing you, his lips pressing against yours with a fervor that took your breath away. this kiss was different from the one with Joker - hungrier, more desperate. you melted into it, letting your hands out of his grip, finding their way to his hair as he pressed you with his hips against the counter. the kiss deepened, and the world outside the kitchen ceased to exist. it was just you, Wooin and the heat between you, growing more intense by the second. his hands roamed your back, pulling you closer, and you responded in kind, your body aching for more of his touch.

you moaned into his lips as you felt his teeth lightly nip at your bottom lip, pulling it back a bit, before running his forked tongue over the swollen area. his hands moved lower, squeezing your ass tighter and lifting you higher to sit you on the kitchen counter.

now you were looking down at him, running your hands down his neck, burying it in his jet black hair, pulling him back, for another kiss. Wooin stood between your legs, pressing your body closer to his, so you could feel his warmth, his hunger and greed for your touch and hands. you whined something inarticulate into his lips again when you felt one of his hands slide lower, unzipping your jeans and nimble fingers slipped under the thick fabric. barely touching, teasing and playing with your clit through the fabric of your panties, he shut up each of your moans with another kiss, pressing his tongue deeper in your mouth.

finally breaking away from each other, you both didn't look away, afraid to disturb the silence of the kitchen, and only quiet attempts to catch your breath sounded in the darkness of the room. smiling mischievously on you, Wooin was about to kiss you again, and his fingers was about to pull your panties aside, when the light suddenly turned on, and with the most sour and disgusted expression on his face, Hyuk appeared in the corridor "eeew guys, right in front of my beer? seriously?"

[erisawrites]

How Windbreaker Men would be if they dated women like them

Context: A refresher from the generic trope of grumpy guy x sunshine girl where their lovers share the same traits and personalities as them, causing to bring out something besides their usual behaviour

Pairing: WB men x f!reader

Hajun/Joker

M A S T E R L I S T

The average mind would fail to comprehend Joker and romance in the same sentence, but people who thrive in a completely different world from the darkness the Sabbath cyclist hails from would of course be strict in their ideas of relationships.

Which is why everyone surrounding the two was stupefied upon the hard-launch of Joker and Y/N's relationship (“hard launch” because the two cared little to make their relationship everyone's business, with people finding out about them by spotting them holding hands once.)

They say opposites attract, but Joker and Y/N's relationship is a perfect contender to the notion, for if it weren't for her feminine stature and slightly ambivert personality, no outsider could distinguish from the two.

Of course, this doesn't mean they didn't bring out the best in each other, supported in times of roughness, looked after each other and all the customary acts of love. But of course, this came as a shocker to the average man. Though Hajun wondered how astonished they'd feel once they heard how his beloved could trigger even the exact opposite of his emotions. Opposite of his nonchalance, indifference and emotionlessness.

“Why didn't you call me?”

Her limbs froze in the doorway, the suffocating hoodie oddly feeling cold as chills raced down her spine.

“Y/N,”,Hajun climbed down the stairs, his light blue locks tousled from sleep and eyes bleary as they frowned, “Are you okay?”

Her frightened eyes narrowed to slits, realization sinking in her mind. Her gaze hardened with annoyance as she shuffled down the hall, clutching her duffel bag close to her hips. The woman passed the man silently, leaving his question hanging and a scowl etched across his face.

“Hey.”,though his face held little discernible emotion, his voice carried a softness he only reserved for the rare nights like these, “Talk to me.”

“Go to bed.”,she slipped into the laundry room hastily, slamming the door shut, only for it to be wedged by his foot, having him intrude her solitary space.

“Don't bother me.”,she snapped before he could open his mouth, but as her hoodie slipped over her shoulders, the battered view itself left his mouth agape.

“Y/N….”,his voice deflated as his eyes stilled over her bandaged limbs and bruised skin, “What happened?”

She didn't reply, simply ripping off the concealed hair ties, finally freeing her scalp from strenuous double braids. Her fingers, littered and reddened with tiny cuts, eagerly dug themselves into her locks to provide some relief, although her injuries called for much more than that.

She didn't bother stripping out of her sports bra and boxers uniform, too disoriented from lack of sleep and food to fuss over hygiene. “Just practice.”,she groaned a clarification, staggering past him with a hunched back and hand cupped atop her stomach. If they both battled in who can conceal their emotions best, she clearly possessed the losing position.

“No.”,a strong arm prevented her path, instantly triggering the woman's fingers to sink into his flesh, prepared to twist away his barricade-

“Let me, Y/N.”,he planted a hand on her shoulder. Warm, scarred hand, more scarred than hers. If his grip was firm, then it was a far cry from his stubborn resolution, a painstaking insistence to have her tended and treated like a baby deer, always camouflaged under his protective wind despite both of them sharing similar hardships. Their plates were too overflown with problems to consider others’ plight. And yet he stood there. And yet he barricaded there.

They stood in silence for several moments, most likely letting the woman even her haggard breathing, whose senses were still locked in high alert from the boxing ring.

When her shoulders drooped gradually, arms hanging limply, and her tense nerves relaxed at last did she allow herself to fall in his grasp, instantly clutched in his solid grip.

“There's we go!”,he groaned, face still hidden from her plane of view, but his relief was expressed even in his hands as he unwrapped her arm bands, and swept her greasy hair over her shoulder.

For a couple so deeply entwined with each other, little was spoken amongst them as he propped her against the dryer and cured every injury with the deftest care, as if she were precious porcelain. Annoyingly enough, he'd probably agree before valuing her at a higher category. The woman suppressed a snort, to think such a brute could be a beauty.

“Hm?”, his voice was gentle and soft, like dandelions skirting over her skin, “Is something funny?”

“You look so stupid.”,she jeered dryly, shoulders shaking with a chuckle, causing him to grunt.

“You're never grateful, are you?”,his speech was interrupted with her hiss upon contacting the medicinal cloth.

“I meant you look so stupid when you're in love.”,she grinned, a faint dash of pink dusting her cheeks, “It makes me wanna puke.”

“Good thing the washing machine's open for you.”,he scoffed, swiping her forehead.

The woman smirked, lifting her chin, “But that stupidness of yours also makes me fall harder for you.”

“Then good thing my arms are open for you.”,he grinned, eyes squinting with faint, but genuine comfort.

Though nobody could understand the bond the two fighters shared for each other, one longing, silent gaze deep into each other's eyes found themselves surrounded in more love than anyone could comprehend.

[norwegiankafka]

Nightmare [Joker, Fluff]

Synopsis: You woke up in the middle of the night because of nightmare. Little did you realize, you're not the only one woken up.

a/n 𖦹 joker fluff bc I saw not a lot of ppl doing this hehe. hope you like it!

tw & cw ✰ cursing.

Sweats starts beads your forehead. The air that surrounds you starts pressuring you, as if there is an invisible power that suck up all of the oxygen. Your ragged breathing and aircon sound is all you hear in the middle of the night. You huffs, mentally noting yourself to not watch horror movies prior to sleeping in the night. Duly noted.

You try looking at the clock, which fails, because the lights are off and there's barely a light coming from outside, neither inside. Joker sleeps soundly without a care in the world, faint snores could be heard. When you turn on your phone briefly, to check the time, he grunts a little bit in his sleep. Maybe the light from your phone displeased him, since he always sleeping in a near pitch black room. You reached your hand to rub his back repetitively, in order to lull him back to sleep. He responds by rubbing his disheveled blue-ish gray hair to your neck.

Your throat feels really dry, and you need to grab a glass of water, like, right now. But Joker, who obviously didn't know, latched himself better on your body. Personal body heater, heh. He starts pulling you onto his direction, trying to find a comfortable position in his sleep. And then he starts snoring softly, again.

You starts to lift Joker's hand. Damnit. Should've known better that his hand is heavy as fuck. Why is his hand are so heavy?

With all your willingness left in your body in the middle of the night, you are finally free from his hold and now are sitting in the bed, trying to figure way out of his room without using any lights.

Poor you, there's a bag that he often bring to competition, which you cannot see, in the pitch-black room. Your feet suddenly kicked the bag.

"Ow! What the fuck-" You yelled. Shit. He's awake now.

"Where d'you wanna go?" He mumbles groggily, not fully awake and still registering things that's happening.

"'M just gonna grab glass of water. Go back to sleep, Jo." You close the door as you finished your sentence.

Tiptoeing around his house, you grab a glass of water and drink them. Water never tastes as good as 3 am water, you think. Putting back your glass to the sink, you go back to his room.

Little did you know, Joker wasn't sleeping again after you left him to grab a glass of water. He just kinda lays there, eyes open staring at the ceiling with his hands under his head.

"You're back."

"Mhm." You hum for an answer.

You get under the covers, meeting his warm, soft skin under the duvet. He, absentmindedly reaching for your waist, putting his arms around it perfectly, as if it was perfectly sculptured for his arms. His arms only.

"You're having nightmares again, d'you?" Joker's voice breaks the silence. "Why don't you wake me up, hm?"

"Don' wanna disturb your sleep. You looks," You comb his hair out of his hair. Something that he'd never wanna do, but let you nevertheless. "so tired after the competition. I'm fine, really. Go sleep."

He grunts a little, letting out an annoyed sigh, (you know he didn't meant it) "Just let me take care of you next time, 'kay?"

He holds you flush upon his body, rubbing your back repeatedly. Just the way you always like it. You breathe slowly after the time passed, surrounded by his faint perfume scent and soap. You feel drowsier. By the time the clock hits 3 in the morning, you finally asleep, wrapped in his arms, snug and sound.

Joker, later kisses your forehead and temple slowly. "I just want you to know that I'm always here for you, whenever you need me, baby."

He dozes off, following you a little later.

[nian-7]

Hi! Can I have Hajun, Kanata, and Reo with a short reader? If you don’t want to do all three you can just do Hajun. Feel free to ignore!

hi!! sure, please enjoy!

Hajun, Kanata, Reo x gn!reader

✧short!reader

✧fluff

-He teases and messes with you because you are so short compared to him. Hajun won't shut up about it sometimes because he likes to see your reactions when you get angry at the teasing.

-He will stop if it really does start to make you upset and loosely comfort you. It won't stop him from lightly teasing you though, he'll just find the line he shouldn't cross when it comes to his teasing about your height.

-Honestly, he greets you just by putting a hand on your head if he walks up from behind you. He's not too annoying to the point where he'd start resting his arm on your head or anything but it's the little things he does to remind you that you're short.

-Kanata is well, average height and most likely taller than you. He doesn't really care to be honest. He loves you so why should he care how tall you are?

-Genuinely probably doesn't click in his head sometimes that you're short unless you ask him to grab something out of your reach for you.

-He doesn't really tease you or anything and just treats you like a normal person. It's just not really in his nature to tease you for your height, you can't control it.

-He finds it comforting when you go to hug him and you rest your head on his shoulder/chest/whatever is closest. He'd never openly admit it but he does really like it and is glad you're short enough to do it.

-Could go one of two ways, either he doesn't really mind it if you're around the same height as him. He doesn't really notice that you're technically 'short' since he is as well.

-Or, Reo will tease you if you're a noticeably shorter than him. It's nothing too much but he does poke fun and tease you about it because he thinks it's fun! Especially if you were to get angry at the teasing.

-Whether or not you are considered short, he won't treat you too differently just because of your height. He's also short so there isn't much reason for him to point out that you're short unless he's teasing you.

please do not repost any of my work without my permission, thank you for reading.

[seizingthesky]

hi! would it be possible to request forget-me-nots with hajun? c: thank youu!

Yessss YESSSSSS I love Hajun so bad. Have a good day dear anon

FORGET-ME-NOTS: What do they do to get their s/o’s attention?

HAJUN is hard to ignore. He's the kind of guy who can get your attention at the drop of a hat, whether by teasing you or otherwise. He won't stand for being ignored by anyone, especially his darling partner. I can see him getting uncharacteristically pouty if you've been distracted and not giving him the attention he wants. Hajun likes to tease and torment you, but he isn't the type to beat around the bush when he wants your undivided attention on him. Even if what you're working on is super important, he'll sneak up behind you to wrap his arms around your shoulders, resting his head in the crook of your neck to whisper about how cruel you're being; is that silly paper really more important than your handsome, charming boyfriend? If that doesn't tug at your heartstrings enough, then you'd best believe this is a challenge he fully intends to win. Be careful, alright?

[pillow-anime-infos]

ror masterlist {gods’ fighters ver.}

THOR

soon

ZEUS

soon

POSEIDON

you as his goddess of science and philosophy {headcanon ; sfw}

“… you wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid.” {quote prompt number 42 + scenario | 797 words ; nsfw}

“wanna join?” (ft. hades) {quote prompt number 53 + scenario | 905 words ; nsfw}

HERACLES ; ALCIDES

you as his goddess of nature {headcanon ; sfw}

SHIVA

soon

ZEROFUKU | HAJUN

zerofuku;

soon

hajun;

soon

HADES

you as his goddess of artists {headcanon ; sfw}

“of course. i am yours. only yours” {quote prompt number 41 + scenario | 757 words ; nsfw}

“wanna join?” (ft. poseidon) {quote prompt number 53 + scenario | 905 words ; nsfw}

BEELZEBUB

you as his goddess of light and life {headcanon ; sfw}

APOLLO

soon

ODIN

soon

LOKI

you as his goddess of poetry {headcanon ; sfw}

[dialoguestetatet]

Windbreaker characters' Instagram posts pt. 5

Joker Hajun

Pt.1 Wooin Pt.2 Chris D'char Pt.3 Choi Sangho Pt.4 Hyuk Kwon Pt.6 Vinny Hong Pt.7 Owen Knight Pt.8 Hwangyeon

masterlist

[lovelyangelxxx]

hii! I saw that you accept requests :0 well I wanted to ask for hcdns about 'boys being overprotective with their partner' for ryoga, kanata, shogo and hajun, thanks you *hug*

caim | various paradox live characters x reader

caim; (n.) an invisible circle of protection that reminds you that you are safe and loved, even in the darkest times.

→ characters being overprotective of their partners

→ fluff, g/n reader (overprotectiveness can be toxic though, so i’m not sure if this is still fluff💀)

→ ryoga tosa, kanata yatonokami, shogo yamato, yeon hajun

~ hii, thank you so much for requesting!! i’m not sure if this is exactly what you’re looking for, but i hope it meets your standards :D

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

ryoga tosa ♡ 

~ ryoga is a man who is aware of his inability to speak to others and often resorts to violence as a result. he was previously a member of a gang, following orders and built up blind rage. when he sees you in an uncomfortable position, something snaps within him and he automatically rushes to your side. a protective arm over your shoulder, glaring down at the person who has caused you trouble. he might even go out of his way to make that person wish they were never born for what they’ve done, but no matter how violent he is at nature, ryoga will never hurt you and will promise to protect you. 

“what do you think you’re doing to them?”

kanata yatonokami ♡

~ kanata is known to be harsh, rude, and unpleasant to be around. he also struggles to display affection and his emotions, leading to him expressing overprotective behavior. kanata often won't let you go outside when it’s dark unless he’s with you and constantly asks where you are. he cares for you too much and believes that his behavior is virtuous protection of you from danger. he tries too hard to protect you without consulting you first which causes trouble along the way; but kanata will always love you and is simply unsure of how to handle his feelings. 

“don’t ever leave my sight again.”

shogo yamato ♡

~ shogo understands that his role as an idol interferes with his relationship with you; however he always makes an effort to help and protect you when you need him. sometimes, he does go a bit overboard. shogo is away most of the day, considering his busy schedule, so when he is around he always walks you home, has an arm around you, and constantly worries about your well-being. he has an elevated sensitivity to your distress and will continue to keep you from harm or discomfort. 

“please be more careful next time, love.”

yeon hajun ♡

~ everyone knows hajun has a bit of a sadistic streak going for him, even you. his sadism definitely partakes in the role of his overprotectiveness as well. no one dares to touch you or make you uncomfortable. he displays aggression and even cruel behavior to those who hurt you or cause you even the slightest discomfort. his protectiveness is always out of love for you, although it can be seen as extreme. he also has trust issues which make his behavior even more over the top; however he loves and cherishes you so much, despite his flaws and overprotective nature. 

“i will never let you go.”

[moonbyulsstuff]

Hello!!! I was wondering if you could write Hanju Gu x Reader and Jeaha Han x Reader separately, where the reader is female but due to some traumatic experience Reader hides her face and acts like a guy, not knowing that the reader is female they befriend her, recruiting her into their gang, during a big fight between gangs her mask breaks off, and they find out that they are actually female, and if you can please make the reader badass.

I hope it is not too much and please do not mind my English it is not my first language.

Your A Girl?!

Female Reader

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TW: SEXUAL ASSAULT, IMPLIED EMOTIONAL ABUSE?

Hajun Gu:

Hajun should've known that she were a girl at first but he brushed it off, he always thought it was odd that her voice was slightly much higher than the other guys.

Or how there was a slight curve whenever she wore a shirt, how her chest seemed slightly round than the others guy who also had big chest. Everything about her basically screams girl.

But he ignored it.

She was good at fighting, flexible, fast and light in her feet. Much quicker than the fastest guy he see, especially Haru Seong. But it was probably because of how small and light that made it easier for her to navigate faster during fights.

But it was probably because of how she always had a hat and a mask on, basically hiding her identity.

So when the big fight happened between East and West, the reveal of her gender was shown.

The mask and hat being taken by some of the East members and Hajun was with [Name] when it happened, but Hajun noticed something when her gender identity was reveal. And that was fear.

She was quick to beat the members up before they even got the chance to fight.

And now, Hajun was standing as he stared at her back. She was slightly shaking and nervous and it made Hajun want to comfort her. "[Name]?" The girl flinched when he called out to her, she slowly turned and look at Hajun, and he could see it clearly. The fear in her eyes and Hajun wanted to comfort her. Reassure her that everything was alright.

The same she did when he got his ass kicked by Suhyeon, he slowly walked towards her but she took a step forward. Hajun knew she was going to run away after this. "Wait... don't go.." Hajun said as [Name] looked away and clenched her fist together. "... You're a girl? The entire time..?" Hajun said as [Name] looked down on the ground and nodded, she bit her bottom lip. "Yes... the entire time..." [Name] said as Hajun nodded.

The two were able to settle down, in a private area. She was wearing her cap as she adjusted her hair, she was fiddling with the mask. Hajun leaning against the wall as she was sitting down on the stairs.

His arms crossed as he stared down at her. "Why..? Why did you hide your identity? Specifically your gender identity?" He asked as [Name] looked down on the ground, Hajun could see that she was slightly shaking.

He sighed, maybe he shouldn't ask now especially since he had just found out [Name] was a girl.

"You know what... you can tell me some other ti-" "You won't tell the others if I do?" Hajun looked at her in confusion before he shook his head. "No, no... of course not. I won't tell the others if you don't want me too..." Hajun said as [Name] looked at him.

He could see the reassurance in her eyes, she was quiet before she quietly spoke. ".... I think... you should know... after all... we've known each other since middle school..." [Name] said as Hajun seem surprised.

"Are you sure?" "Yeah..." [Name] told Hajun everything, the reason on why she did her identity and hid it from everyone.

She was assaulted, when she was in middle school. Before she met Hajun, she went to a different school. She was assaulted by a bunch of guys one day and she was traumatized, she couldn't get the feeling away.

She was scared that if she sleeps, she'll woke up one day with the men standing by her bedside. It scared her, it scared her so much. She constantly walked around in edge after what happened, overthinking and being cautious.

[Name] eventually made the decision to hid her identity and learned on how to fight, she felt that if she hid her identity then she won't get assaulted and felt that if she fought then nobody would bother her ever.

She feels this was the only way for her to prevent from being assaulted once more, she didn't want to relive that experience once more. [Name] wanted to make sure that nobody would ever mess with her.

[Name] knew that if she fights with her gender identity revealed, she would still be constantly harassed by the men around her. That's why she also hid her gender identity.

After she finished telling her story, Hajun stared at her in shock. "So... that's why.." Hajun said as she nodded, her head put down. Hajun sighed and knelt in front of her and lightly ruffled her hair.

"I won't tell the others..." Hajun said as [Name] looked up at him. "Thank you..." She said as Hajun smiled. "I'll keep your secret, I promise. I'll make sure of it..." [Name] felt tears prickling in her eyes as Hajun wiped it away. "Don't worry... and I'll make sure no one touch you in that way ever again."

Jaeha Han:

Jaeha always had a inkling suspicions. I mean that man is smart as hell. Nothing could by pass him except for the betrayal of Sikyung.

Their eyes widened when the cap and mask fell down to the ground after Sikyung took it off her, it shocked them especially Jaeha. It confirmed his suspicious about [Name] genders.

"You... you were a girl the entire time...?" Sikyung said with his eyes widened but he dodged another kick from [Name], the anger and frustration in her eyes were obvious. The fact her gender identity was revealed, it frustrated her to no end.

Sikyung kept dodging her kicks and punch but it was slowly started to get overwhelming for Sikyung, she was fight. No doubt, flexible too. Since her body was small and light, she could move quicker.

As she raised her leg to kick him in his shoulders, he held her leg and was about to throw her before she spin her body and kicked him across the face.

Sikyung felt his face, the kick hurt a lot. He hasn't seen it before, but it was clear she had experience from fighting someone.

"That shit hurts... I never thought you would be a girl [Name]. Any reason why you hid it?" Sikyung said as [Name] only glared at him before he got a call.

He eventually left as it was quiet before everyone started to eventually got up and left, to get their injuries treated. Jaeha kept staring at [Name] even after they got into a meeting, and they left as Jaeha and [Name] walked down the same path as always.

...

"So, you're a girl." Jaeha said as [Name] looked up at him before she nodded. It was quiet for a moment before [Name] spoke out once more.

"... are you mad that I kept it as a secret?" She asked as Jaeha chuckled as he shook his head. "Nope, not made. Just curious.. on why you hid your gender identity..." Jaeha said as he blew a smoke.

[Name] hummed and nodded his head. "Can't blame you for getting curious..." She said as Jaeha looked down at her. It went back to being quiet once more.

Jaeha didn't want to pressure her on telling him, he'll wait. [Name] has always been by his side ever since she joined him, she was loyal and followed and didn't ask anything.

So, he'll wait until she tells him.

But for now, he'll just revel at the fact that his suspicions were correct that [Name] was indeed girl. He blew a smoke before he felt [Name] stopped walking, he turned around and stared at [Name]. "[Name]?" Jaeha called out. "Is something wrong?" ... "My father..." Jaeha tilted his head. "What about him?" He asked as he walked towards [Name] and stood in front of her, she frowned as she clenched her first. "He always wanted a boy... he forced me to be one..." She said as Jaeha seemed shock at the revelation.

"Even now that he's dead... I can't seem... to get away from this... being a boy... pretending to be one..." [Name] said as Jaeha frowned, he can feel the pain and desperation in her voice. "It's just that.... every time I act like a girl or... be a girl out in the public... I can hear his voice in the back of my mind... his words echoing... it haunts me..." She said as she held her arms.

"I... I just wan to live normally... but I just can't..." [Name] said as Jaehe frowned as he felt his heart tug at the sound of her voice, he walked towards her and pulled her into a hug. Catching [Name] off guard at what Jaeha just did, his hug tightened. "I'll be here for you.." Jaeha whispered against her ear as her eyes widened at his words. "Every step into the way... I'll make you'll feel comfortable being yourself... not hiding behind something you aren't.." Jaeha said as she felt her eyes watered, she buried her face against his shoulder. "I promise you..."

[koiiiji]

listening to ‘00 spanish songs with Hyuk and Wooin in his car>>>

🫧𓇼𓏲*ੈ✩‧₊˚🎐

as the warmth of spring enveloped Seoul on this vibrant evening, the city thrummed with the energy of youth and possibility. everywhere you looked, people hurried home or dashed off on romantic escapades, while others embarked on business ventures or grappled with personal dilemmas. yet amidst the hustle and bustle, Seoul's streets remained alive with the promise of endless opportunities, illuminated by the neon glow of billboards and signs that seemed to dance in the twilight.

as dusk descended, casting a cloak of mystery over the city, a sleek black Ford Mustang sliced through the air, its sleek frame cutting through the night with the grace of creature that makes it way through the thicket of the stone jungle of the city. the scent of blooming cherry blossoms mingled with the faint aroma of street food, carried on a gentle breeze that whispered of new period in life, fresh spring, beginning of something new. inside the car, the exhilarating rush of speed was matched only by the pulse-pounding beats of music, echoing through the night with a fervor that stirred the soul.

in the back seats, you and Hyuk reveled in the euphoria of the moment, your voices rising in joyful abandon as you sang along to old Spanish tracks. the cool embrace of the air conditioner and the thrill of the open road washed over you, filling you with a sense of invincibility and youth. meanwhile, Wooin expertly piloted the car, a smile playing at his lips as he watched the spectacle unfolding behind him. “damn, this two weirdos.. can’t understand a word” he chuckled he turned his gaze to Joker who fall asleep in passenger seat despite loud bass playing.

in this moment, surrounded by friends and intoxicated by the heady cocktail of spring air, freedom, and adrenaline, you felt alive in a way that only youth can understand. and as the night stretched out before you, filled with endless possibilities, you couldn't help but feel that anything was possible.

🫧𓇼𓏲*ੈ✩‧₊˚🎐

[erisawrites]

Who's This?

Pairing: Joker x f!reader

Content Warning: Toxic/Unhealthy relationships; Violent tendencies; Controlling behaviour; sorta wanted this to be yandere, but nothing indicates it so...

Disclaimer: In no way is this a glamorization of abuse/toxicity in relationships, but merely a writing experiment

Word count: 770

M A S T E R L I S T

“Baby.”

Endearments were supposed to be whispered with gentleness and affection, the sweetness of the voice highlighting the love for another.

His voice held nothing, but highlighted everything about her.

“Hajun…”,she was the only one who was allowed to converse on a first name basis, everyone else, including his brothers, were to refer to something else. Unless they wanted to be referred to a hospital.

Almost every time her lips uttered his name did a sea of praises and appreciations follow suite, always being the star-struck, imaginative lover she so desperately desired to be. A dream, a wish, an intense need to love and to be loved.

Why did she anticipate shooting stars in hopes for such a nightmare?

Nothing was out of ordinary for the common eye, but for the woman to be dressed in breezy, short clothes during the blazing heat, alongside loitering near the door was anything but ordinary for the man.

After the surge of fear began receding, Adrenalin kicked in her muscle instincts, an rolling off an excuse immediately, “We ran out of milk, I was just go‐”

“Who's this?”

Her brows furrowed, first in confusion of his diverted interests, second over what this interest was? Never was there a scenario where she suggested going alone without plentiful interrogations, let alone being even allowed to in the first place.

“Sorry?”,she twisted her lips, unsure what his words or his muted facial expression meant. Nothing could be gauged from Joker, ever. No matter how hard or for how long you gaze at him. His countenance betrayed nothing of the inner working of his mind, not a shred of the cunning web that successfully tapers her in its binds.

“Was there something you wanted to…”

As her voice trailed off, her fears tripped in, intensifying with every second Joker lifted a phone. An old, beaten up model which couldn't survive five seconds without a charger, now blaring for its life as it unveiled its contents guilty. Her contents.

Her messages. With-

“Y/N”

Just a single note higher was all it took to activate her flight-or-fight response, ultimately settling upon the freeze option as she cowardly stood still, avoiding his gaze in foolish hopes of avoiding his temper.

“That's mine….”,she gulped, suddenly noticing how frayed the carpets wool had become, the number of glasses being reduced to a few, the strange placements of portraits and paintings along the wall. Almost as if they were hiding something, “I was just talking to someone.”

“To whom.”,his answer spat out like venom, sharp and searing from all the suspicion, mistrust and fury. There was no love in voice. And she doubts if there ever was any.

“It's just a friend.”,she sighed, voice trembling from the exhaustion of tip toeing on eggshells. She cleared her mind from all paranoia lest she were to collapse from the terror clamping down the atmosphere.

Instead that same terror filled her eyes. And every fiber within her.

One second ago, she was skimming the messages scattered on the screen. Next second later, an ear splitting crash jolted her sideways as the phone crashed against the doorknob, its screen instantly fading to black. A smattered mobile and crooked handle dropped onto the frayed carpet. For the fourth time this year.

“Ha-Hajun.”,she murmured, too apprehensive to even breathe. She has seen many things break, many objects splinter, a by product of her clumsiness, no doubt.

Yet, witnessing just a small, no, a minute fraction of his ire pelted onto something personal to the woman rooted her feet onto the spot, despite every nerve in her body begging her to run away. But no, she was too scared to even do that. Too scared to breathe, too scared to chat, too scared to pick groceries, too scared to do anything.

Though her anxiety deafened her ears to her surroundings, they conveniently picked up his shuffling footsteps, accompanied by his growing, grotesque shadow. He was a man of great height undoubtedly, but his darkness surpassed even greater heights.

The jingle of keys was her first grounding back to reality,“I already bought milk this morning.” The man pocketed them in his joggers, its tinker muffled, but loud enough to remind her of the one ticket to freedom she lost.

Her head dropped to the floor, perhaps the burden of curating herself to his needs was straining her muscles. Her gaze lingered over the splintered mess decorating the drab carpets, trying to remember who exactly she was messaging.

Yet comically enough, when her eyes landed upon her reflection on the cracked glass, she didn't even remember who she was.

[lilys0evil0twin]

hello! sorry if I'm bothering you, but can I ask for some sfw and nsfw hajun headcanons pls?♡

Yes, yes you can, but be careful with this psycho he's up to no good👀

⚠️Tw: toxic masculinity

SFW

Buckle up this guy is one hell of a ride

I mean he tries, he tries to be nice it's just kinda not working out

It's like wanting to make a fish breathe outside the water

Okay, I lied he doesn't REALLY, try, but don't bring it up he will sulk later

He has this interesting possessive vibe going on about him but he's really good at hiding his emotions .... when he's calm of course

Hajun has mood switches all the time, and despite being so scary he's just dumb when in love

He's the type to pout and change his voice when it's just you two

But don't let this fool you, don't get too comfortable

He's the "Demon king of the Sixth Heaven" and you will act accordingly... Tho he'll ask nicely if you yell at him...

Other than that he's pretty demanding of you, rarely listens to your opinions and even more densely takes them to heart

All in all, you don't know how he'll react most of the time, but if he really loves you, he'll let himself be more open and more willing with you

Also, he doesn't say magic words, no sorry, no please and certainly no thank you

He's a man, that stuff is too feminine to say for him... Or that's how he justifies it

If you two ever get into an argument, please let him win otherwise he's unbearable

NSFW

Manhandling, that's all I'm gonna say

70% of the time he's got no idea what he's doing he's following his "instincts" so don't expect anything great at the start

On the other hand he's a very good learner and remembers what you've told or showed him

Most likely you're his first in everything so please be patient with him or he'll start sulking again

If you read the x-ray series part two, you know y'all need to teach him a good long foreplay

As for the cumming, he doesn't have a preference yet, but if you were to demand an answer (which I did), he'd say wherever as long as it's outside

He likes covering you in whatever, marks, bruises, saliva or cum

I also see him being really into licking

Especially when you're all sweaty

After you introduced him to sex he's turned into one horny mf, and he also rarely takes your "not now" or "I'm tired" seriously

This beast is packing a lot of stamina, once he starts he can't stop, he's able to go for multiple rounds especially the first few times

Over time he's able to last longer and longer, however the number of rounds doesn't lower

So... Good luck with that

The place or time doesn't matter as long as it's in private, he's very keen on this

All in all, he's a lot to handle so please be patient with him and maybe, just maybe you'll become his soft spot and object of highest importance

[welcometothedopeworld]

Absolutely (NOT)! ~ *Hajun Yeon*

Summary: You're the head of a very important fashion house. Hajun is one of your top models. And he isn't satisfied with the work your designers are putting out...

Pairing: Hajun Yeon X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffyish Drabble

Word Count: 817

Warning: N/A

Masterlist

A/N: I found this again after going through some old fics. Thought I would spruce it up before reposting it.

You shook your head. No, no, no. Absolutely not!

“The colors are all wrong and the shape doesn’t fit this body type at all! Try again!” You snapped at the designer before moving on.

The rest of the designers that had assembled before you also had barely passable work. Your critiques were harsh, but you didn’t like to sugar-coat things. If there was something wrong in their designs, you were going to tell them. Besides, you still had faith in their skills. They just needed that little extra push to be absolutely perfect.

In your office, you went over numbers, designs, and invitations to different parties and shows. It was hard work being the CEO of a famous and successful fashion house. But you enjoyed it. All the work kept you on your toes and you loved being at the forefront of the fashion world. You wouldn’t trade it for the world.

“L/n?” Your secretary called over the intercom. “A Hajun Yeon is here to see you.”

You scowled, debating on whether or not to tell her to send him away. Hajun was the only thing that actually made your job truly difficult. It was always a struggle working with a diva like him. 

Despite the headache you knew you were in for, you flicked your intercom on. “Alright. Send him in.”

Not even a second later, Hajun strolled into your office like he owned the place and flopped onto a chair in front of your desk. You surveyed his attire, a habit you unfortunately picked up from your career. It was a sort of street style that you wouldn’t be caught dead advertising out of your fashion house. However, he unfortunately wore it well and looked downright handsome. That still didn't mean you were going to go easy on him.

“I’d like a new designer.” He asked, completely void of sympathy or concern.

“Absolutely not.”

He raised an eyebrow at you. “Oh? And why is that?”

“Because I said so.” You frowned at him before returning to the papers littering your desk. “Besides, I’m the boss around here. What I say goes.”

“You know if you don’t give me what I want, I’ll quit. I’m your best model, and you know it! Without me, you’re nothing!” He snapped, crossing his arms over his chest.

Rolling your eyes at his little temper tantrum, you leaned back in your chair. “Come up with a better line already. You use that same excuse every time I deny one of your requests.”

Hajun scoffed. “It’s the truth though. You need me, whether you like it or not. Besides, there’s nothing keeping me here. I didn’t even want to be a model.”

“Then why are you here?”

“Because…” He trailed off, realizing he had just been caught in trying to play tricks. You tried your hardest to keep your smug smile off your face as he tried to think. Eventually, he muttered, “Because I like your designs, that’s why.”

The smug smile slipped free and you didn’t even try to hide it. You knew it. He always told you how much he liked the designs that came out of your fashion house. He had practically begged to be your top model a year ago because he was so obsessed with your work. Still, it was nice to know that after all this time he still appreciated it, even if he was complaining like a diva. It was why you were so hard on your workers. They had great ideas and great work, they just needed the right kind of pressure to put forth that kind of work.

“Where is all of this coming from anyways?”

“Well I heard you talking to your designers today, saying everything they made was awful. If you don’t even believe in their work, I don’t want to wear it.” He exclaimed.

“First of all,” You responded, your deathly serious tone causing him to narrow his eyes. “Those designers I was talking to are new. I keep them near my office so if they have any questions or require assistance, I’m right here. Second of all, you've been assigned to Brigitte and Damian. They’re the two best designers here. Everything they make is flawless, so if that doesn’t sound like I believe in their work, maybe you should leave.”

He shook his head. “No, that’s alright. I’m fine with Brigitte and Damian. They’re good. Besides, your fashion looks perfect on me. Why should I leave? You need me to stay. I got a good gig going on here. I shouldn’t give it up because the new designers aren’t perfect yet.”

You shot him a cheeky grin. “Exactly. Now get out of my office if you’re just going to bitch and moan about nothing.”

As Hajun started to leave, he paused at your door. With a shit-eating smile, he added, “Also, I would like a raise.”

“Absolutely not.”