#Hong Joohyun

[honeydewtual]

"I didn't have the heart to tell you what I've been going through"

COLD - CORBYN (2022)

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CORBYN "sorry's never enough" vö 17.02.2023

CORBYN (Hong Joohyun) Korean-American Singer

[ujijun]

After 7 years of stanning them, finally an interaction and a (tiktok) dance challenge video with SVT & RV members 🥹😭

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Chill Kill Challenge with Irene, Seulgi, Joshua, and Jun

[therealshivroy]

literal legends

[bvidzsoo]

Requests are once again open as Halloween is approaching!!

Halloween Prompts

Hi, lovelies! Because I’d do anything other than actually write my thesis, here is a little treat from me as Halloween is coming. I’ll take requests from the 21st of October until the 1st of November. Request as much as you’d like!

 Rules: choose one magical/supranatural creature, a number (or max two) and then tell me the member you want me to write for from: Ateez, Seventeen or Red Velvet.

“Why would you say that now of all times?!”

“I thought you were scarier…”

“Well, that didn’t hurt nearly as badly as I was expecting it to.”

“Why is this unsafe?”

“Are you really him?!”

"I liked the stories more about you.”

"If you even think of killing me, I will come back and haunt you for centuries!”

"Would this weapon kill you if I were to attempt an attack upon you right now?”

“Why did I scream?! Are you out of your fucking mind?!”

"Please tell me what I just saw was a dream-”

"Who told you that? I have no idea what you’re talking about!”

"Cool, but you didn’t impress me.”

"You could’ve warned me beforehand, you know!?”

"I thought things like you didn’t exist…”

"You’re the one offended?! You just almost killed me!”

"Fine, guess I’ll just die then.”

"You’re not funny…oh-you weren’t joking?”

"Please, don’t kill me.”

“So, you’re like…a freak, then?!”

“If I go with you…nothing will happen to me, right?”

“Do you do it on purpose…or does it just happen?”

“Do I look tasty?”

“You seemed boring before…”

“You’re old enough to be my…great-great-grandfather?!”

“That was hot, do it again!”

“And I thought I was the crazy one!”

“I don’t understand. You’re a what?”

“I’ll pretend this never happened, alright?!”

“Can you protect me then?”

“I know what you are.”

“I’ll keep you safe, I promise.”

[hollywoodfamerp]

WELCOME TO THE EXCELSIOR HOTEL GALLIA

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We Fall, We Fail || H.SH and P.WB

❀ pairing: Park Wonbin x fem!oc x Hong Seunghan, cameos from zb1 members

❀ genre: apocalypse!au, angst, slice of life, minor fluff

❀ word count: ~7.6k

❀ warnings: explicit language, suggestive scenes, minor character death, difficult conversations around grief, mild gore (description of major injury), reference to fear of SA, open/ambiguous ending, poly!hanibani

❀ summary: In the new world, trust is hard to come by. As the past eclipses the future, it becomes harder and harder to move on. To let go is to fall, and to fall is to fail.

❀ A/N: Welcome to part 2 of the first work on my new blog! I've been sitting on this part for a couple of months, so it is truly my baby. As always, likes, reblogs, and replies are always welcome. I hope you enjoy!

Part 1 || masterlist

It’s nine versus eight. Joohyun knows that they are outnumbered, and the sheer size of some of the other men warrants being counted as more than one person. She sighs as she peers up at a man with a baby face who is overly tall and has muscles that bulge through his tight black shirt. Even though their leader assured them that they came in peace, Joohyun knows that it wouldn’t be difficult for them to choose violence. 

“So you want us to believe that you came here just so you wouldn’t be lonely when the first snow hits?” Shotaro sounds incredulous, eyebrows furrowed and arms crossed over his chest. “That doesn’t make any sense.”

A man with inky black hair rolls his eyes, crossing his arms to mirror Shotaro’s stance. “That’s not really what we said. The more we’ve seen of the farm, the more impressive it is. We could help you and you guys could help us. We’d be building a community.”

“And who said we need any of your help?” Seunghan spits. 

Sungchan cocks his shotgun in lieu of speaking, stepping closer to the group of nine standing below the porch. Joohyun knows how scary he must look, having put on a good amount of muscle in the past few weeks. Even though he would never shoot the men in front of them, the threat is enough to have the group taking tentative steps back. 

“Your story isn’t adding up, so I suggest you start saying shit that makes sense before we have to kill all of you.”

Sungchan’s threat is an empty one, but his tone is icy enough to be believable. It forces the group into silence for a moment, before the shortest of the bunch steps forward. 

“A few members of our group were recently killed,” the man states softly. 

Someone hisses out his name in warning. Matthew, Joohyun catalogs in her mind. By the way Shotaros shoulders sag, she assumes that she may as well begin to become acquainted with the men. 

“I mean, they killed my girlfriend, Yujin’s sister, and our friend Miyoung, all of the women in our group. They then forced us out of our shelter and we’ve been wandering ever since. We came across your farm and the houses up the street and fuck, we just thought it would be worth a shot.”

Matthew sniffles after he relays the information, tightening his hold on the straps of the camping bag he totes on his back. The other men have all cast their gazes elsewhere, some seemingly holding back tears of their own. Joohyun wonders if this is their first time admitting what happened to them out loud. 

A firm hand curls around Joohyun’s waist, a familiar silouhette making its presence known behind her. Wonbin’s fingers curl into the tight fabric of her tank top, cold from the late fall chill. Joohyun can feel his deep inhale before he speaks. 

“We know what it’s like to lose people,” he begins, clearing his throat when his voice starts off hoarse. “But we simply can’t accommodate more people here.”

A man instantly protests, a pink blush poised high on his cheekbones. “That’s not what we meant. There’s an abandoned house just up the road that we’re hoping to live in. We just wanted to be in contact before the first snow hits, you know, like good neighbors.”

“Neighbors?” Anton questions, cocking his head cutely.

“Forget it, Hanbin. I knew this was a waste of time,” the tallest of the group mutters. 

“Wait!” Shotaro calls just as the group moved to retreat. “We can be neighborly. Why don’t you guys come by around lunch tomorrow so we can talk more?”

“Taro,” Sungchan warns. 

Shotaro doesn’t pay the man any mind. “I mean it. Come by and we can see what we can do for each other.”

.         .         .

Two years and nine months prior

It feels like little more than a rumbling underneath Joohyun’s feet. The building is shaking just enough that spare belongings clatter to the floor. Some of the monitors instantly fade to black as the lights flicker twice before they go out completely. The sunlight streaming in from the window is the only thing illuminating the five faces in the room. 

“What the hell was that?” Wonbin questions, grip tight around the neck of his guitar. 

Jaeri looks around nervously. “I don’t know but I really don’t—,”

Her sentence is cut off by the shrill sound of an alarm, then the overcom comes to life with a buzz of static. Never had Joohyun been so happy to have yearbook in such an old building. 

Attention all Fairden University students, faculty, and staff! This is not a drill. Due to nearby bombings, we are currently required to shelter in place. You are not permitted to leave the building or travel between floors under any circumstances. I repeat, this is not a drill. Please do not leave your current floor. Thank you. 

Tears are spilling over Joohyun’s cheeks before she can fully process the message. Across from her, Wonbin isn’t faring much better. Tears glisten in the corner of his wide eyes, making them sparkle in the quickly disappearing sunlight. 

For months there had been speculations of war. News reports would go on and on about rising political tensions across the world and warn civilians of the possible consequences. Any time Joohyun got on the phone with her family, they warned her to be careful in college, knowing just how perilous the world could soon be. She guesses their speculations were correct.

“Holy shit,” Anton breathes out. “Look at that smoke cloud.”

A thick plume of brownish-gray smoke is quickly taking over the sky. In the distance, a few birds scatter, fleeing before they could be absorbed by the cloud. Joohyun envies them.

Jaeri quickly grabs Anton’s arm and pulls him backwards. “Stay away from the windows! We don’t know what kind of bomb it was.”

There’s a brief pause before the building shakes again, smoke completely blocking any external light. It seems stronger, so much so that there’s the vague sound of a window shattering somewhere. The overcom whirs to life again. 

Attention all Fairden University students, faculty, and staff! This is not a drill. Due to the localization of the bombings, we believe medical centers and hospitals are being targeted. Fairden University Hospital has just been hit. Please continue to shelter in place. I repeat, this is not a drill. Please continue to shelter in place.

Dread ices over the blood in Joohyun’s veins, tears immediately coming to a stop. It seems that Wonbin has come to the same realization, tears coming as full on sobs now. 

“Seunghan.”

Joohyun’s voice is a mere whisper in the darkness, but she hopes that it serves as a prayer to be answered. 

.         .         .

Eunseok does his best to prepare some roasted vegetables and seared meat before their guests arrive. They’re limited on quantity, so portions must be rationed, but Eunseok still tries to give the meal all he’s got. It’s evident in the way that he flits around the kitchen and scurries into the pantry that he’s on a mission. 

Joohyun can’t help but smile from her position by the wall, content to watch as the meal comes together. It’s only when a figure blocks her view and a warm pair of lips are pressed to her forehead that she snaps out of it. Her vision is blurry from the person’s proximity, but the woodsy smell is enough for Joohyun to immediately identify her boyfriend. 

“How are you feeling?” Joohyun questions softly, peering down to examine Seunghan’s ankle. “You look a little swollen.”

The man sighs, placing another wet kiss to her forehead. “It’s fine, princess. You know you don’t have to worry about me.”

Seunghan is simultaneously the least and the most pressing of Joohyun’s worries. Despite the fact that he’s as healed as he’ll ever be, he can’t quite walk without a limp or run at all. In this world, speed and agility are everything, and Seunghan has neither. Joohyun knows that with newcomers on the way, a quick escape is far from likely. She just hopes it won’t cost them their lives.

“I can see you worrying,” Seunghan coos. “Trust me, the meat from that deer that Sungchan caught yesterday will heal me.”

“You said that about the last deer two weeks ago,” Eunseok mutters, standing over the little fire pit on the old stovetop. 

“And look at me! Soon I’ll be sprinting around the house.”

Joohyun can’t find it within herself to chuckle along with the boys, eyes flitting down to the permanent swell of Seunghan’s ankle. As much as he has always been one to joke through the pain, Joohyun knows he’s still hurting. Sometimes she hears his mumbled curses and stuttered groans after standing too long. She and Wonbin take turns to massage the injury, hoping to rub the pain away. Instead, it lingers like a stale taste in the mouth. 

A light rap of knuckles against the back porch door seems to spring Seunghan into action. Before Joohyun can protest, or even encourage him to grab a weapon, he’s swinging the door open. 

The nine figures slowly stream into the kitchen, a few greetings mumbled between them. It isn’t until Shotaro enters the room that anyone seems emboldened enough to really speak. There’s a flurry of repeated introductions and a few pleasantries after Shotaro thanks them for coming. However, the chatter is instantly silenced when Sungchan enters the kitchen, shotgun in hand. 

“Uhhh, should we have brought our weapons with us?” The tallest boy who introduced himself as Gyuvin asks. 

Shotaro laughs nervously. “No, not at all! Sungchan just likes to be extra careful. But he’s putting it away now. Isn’t that right, Sungchan?”

The man’s response is not much more than a brief grunt before he disappears up the stairs. 

It isn’t until Sungchan returns that Shotaro urges everyone to get comfortable, allowing them to sit sprawled across the living room. He helps bring Eunseok bring out the minimal portions of meat and vegetables, clearly pleased with how everything has turned out. He’s quick to settle on the floor, not having brought out a serving for himself.

“Thank you guys for this, seriously. I know we already did introductions, but again, I’m Hanbin. It means a lot that you guys are willing to even be in contact with us.”

Shotaro smiles like he always does. Joohyun fights the urge to roll her eyes at his enthusiasm. Instead, she plays with the fingers on Wonbin’s left hand, leaving his right available to eat with.

“I think we’re all just glad to see people who aren’t trying to kill us, for once,” Shotaro admits.

“We don’t know that.”

“Joo.”

At the quiet scolding, Joohyun chooses to fill her cheeks with food. She can feel the subtle pinch of Wonbin’s fingers on the back of her hand, forcing her to roll her eyes. She knows that on any other day, Wonbin would be right there with her, dishing out shady looks and sarcastic comments. The thought that it has changed in front of these strangers makes Joohyun’s head spin.

“Listen, we get it,” Hanbin says after a moment of tense silence. “But we seriously just want to be cordial. It’s helpful to have allies, especially right before winter hits.”

“And you guys seem kind of cool,” Matthew interjects. “I like the whole deep brooding vibe you guys got going on. It’s like some real angsty shit! I dig it.”

A stunned silence falls over the living room, the only interruption being the clang of a metal fork against a bowl. Hanbin looks mildly horrified from his spot next to Shotaro, while other members of his group look equally shocked. Joohyun’s jaw clicks with the force of clenching it, scar on her cheek beginning to throb from the pressure.

It’s a deep chuckle that interrupts the silence, shocking everyone from their stupor.

“Fuck,” Sungchan laughs, hand over his belly. “I like you, dude.”

Wonbin pinches the back of Joohyun’s hand again as the entire room bursts into quiet laughter. He must have noticed the same thing that Joohyun has. It’s the first time Sungchan has laughed in months.

.         .         .

One year and ten months prior

Eunseok stumbles over his words, hands shaking with the effort to get them out. Sohee’s hand is smoothing over the expanse of the older’s back, as if his touch could physically ease the words out of Eunseok’s mouth. After a few more seconds of stuttered syllables, Eunseok visibly deflates, mouth snapping shut. Jaeri just smiles at him sadly.

“It’s okay,” she coos. “You’re making progress. Full words are gonna be coming out in no time.”

Joohyun watches the encounter from Wonbin’s side, tuning out the boy’s mindless humming. It’s become his habit, she noticed, to fill the silence with random sounds since everything started. At first, Joohyun assumed it had been to distract himself from the sounds of bombs and gunfire. Even when that passed, and the majority of the world died, she realized that the silence could be even scarier.

The air in concrete ruins that they’ve taken up shelter in are a little too warm for the spring, making for a comfortable home for the night. Despite the warmth, Shotaro is bundled up in a thick jacket, flat on his back on the dusty floor. Joohyun imagines that it’s far from comfortable, but comfort is a luxury they gave up when they decided to flee campus a few months ago.

The rest of their group is sprawled about the space, some talking quietly while others choose to stare into space. Joohyun can’t imagine that there’s much to talk about when they’ve spent the past few months practically attached at the hip. But by the enthusiastic smile on Seunghan’s face as he gushes to Anton, she guesses that some of them must have found something to discuss.

“We haven’t talked about it, you know,” Wonbin states, barely audible.

Joohyun doesn’t turn to regard the boy as she speaks. “Talked about what?”

“Seunghan.”

“Bin,” Joohyun sighs, looking around to see if anyone else has caught wind of their conversation. “I told you it was only one time, and that I was mad at you. There’s nothing to talk about.”

“You never said that you didn’t want it to happen again. And you weren’t mad when I told you that I’ve also been in your shoes.”

Joohyun’s hands are balled into fists, broken nails biting the flesh of her palms. “So what? We both cheated on each other with the same person. That doesn’t mean shit.”

“Maybe it should.” Wonbin turns to face the woman. “Maybe I want it to.”

“For fucks sake, Bin! The world is over. Now isn’t really the time for wants.”

“Just because you won’t let yourself want more doesn’t mean that I shouldn’t.”

.         .        .

The neighbors end up being more personable than Joohyun expected. They joke and laugh, smile politely, and give calm input when appropriate. They even leave politely, thanking everyone before heading out in a single file line. It isn’t until the last one, Gunwook, passes through the door that Joohyun lets out a heavy sigh. 

Sungchan lets out a loud groan from the couch, where Anton is tucked under his arm. It’s odd for him to be so touchy lately, but Joohyun finds herself smiling anyway. It’s a glimpse into the Sungchan she used to know. 

“I can’t believe those were the first people we’ve spoken to in almost a year,” Sungchan mumbles, running the hand not holding Anton through his hair. “It was exhausting.”

“I thought it was kind of nice. And you seemed to like that Matthew dude,” Sohee chirps. “So sad what happened to them though.”

Joohyun sighs. “Yeah, as if I needed a reminder of what happens to women in times like these.”

Wonbin prickles from his place on Joohyun’s right. The hand that he had gently slung around her waist tightens into a protective grip, subtly bringing her closer to him. 

“You know we’d never let that happen to you, baby.”

“I’m sure they told their women the same thing,” Joohyun shrugs. 

“Princess,” Seunghan mumbles, crossing the room to stand in front of her, “no one’s gonna lay a finger on you. We would have no problem killing anyone who even thinks to get close.”

Joohyun can barely register the sound of Shotaro mumbling something before the other men are shuffling to leave the room. Seunghan and Wonbin still have her trapped between them, faces twisted into hard expressions that she hasn’t seen since Jaeri’s funeral. The weight of their stares forces her shoulders into a pathetic slump. 

“You know that, right, princess?”

Joohyun merely shrugs. 

“We would die for you, baby. Time and time again. No one would dare hurt you as long as either of us could help it.”

Wonbin’s lips are warm against Joohyun’s temple, lingering in less of a kiss and more of a secure presence. Seunghan reaches out to grab her hand in his, guiding it up to his mouth to press a light kiss to her palm. The simultaneous press of lips to her skin is enough to have Joohyun reeling, a burning sensation spreading throughout her body. She fights the urge to break free from their grasps.

“I love you, Joohyun. We both do.”

It’s odd to hear her name spoken aloud. Neither of the men have called her by her name since before the world ended, choosing instead to use pet names to soften the blow of their words. This time, though, Seunghan’s words are sharp and piercing, slicing through the air with a finality that leaves no room for questioning. She wonders if Seunghan knows that doubts are blooming in the back of her mind anyways. 

“Seriously, baby,” Wonbin mumbles against her temple. “Don’t let their stories scare you. We would protect you with all we have. Nothing is ever going to happen to you, I promise.”

Joohyun fights the urge to scoff. The boys should know better than to promise anything in the end of the world. She’s sure Sungchan promised Jaeri the same thing. Clearly, it was a promise he was in no way able to keep. 

Joohyun squirms until she’s free from the grasp of her lovers, forcing a pathetic smile. “I’m going to go help Eunseok clean up.”

.         .         .

One year and nine months prior

“Promise me you won’t freak out,” Wonbin mumbles into Joohyun’s hair. 

The entire length of his body is pressed behind his lover’s, the few extra inches he has on her allowing him to rest his cheek on the top of her head. She hadn’t moved when he sidled up behind her, staring diligently ahead. They’re standing far enough from the edge of the cliff that they aren’t really at risk of falling. But Joohyun knows that one too forceful move could have them both tumbling. 

“I can’t promise you things like that. You know this, Bin.”

The man’s sigh is little more than a deflation of the chest behind her. 

“Fine. At least promise me that you’ll really think about what I’m saying before you respond. 

Joohyun nods. “That, I can do.”

“Okay,” Wonbin mumbles, inhaling deeply. “I want to date Seunghan. I want you to date him too. I want us to be together, all three of us.”

As promised, Joohyun is silent, letting her lover’s words truly sink in before responding. For a moment, her head is blank, mind fully absorbed in the sight of the thick woods that lay beyond the valley. Then she imagines all three of them trekking through those very woods together. 

Joohyun imagines Wonbin kissing her forehead while Seunghan holds her hand. She imagines stumbling into one sturdy chest while another comes to support her from behind. She imagines splitting one portion of food into three. She imagines watching as heated kisses are exchanged over her shoulder. She imagines crying as two funerals are held at the same time. 

“What does that mean for us?” Joohyun finally questions. 

She can feel the stutter of Wonbin’s heart in his chest. 

“It means that we just love one more person as much as we love each other.”

Joohyun sighs. “You already love him, though. Don’t you?”

“I do. And I think you do, too.”

The night that she spent with Seunghan flickers through her mind in flashes of heated kisses and skin on skin. He told her how long he had been waiting, how much he wanted it. He also refused to bring up Wonbin, kissing Joohyun harder every time she mentioned his name. Ten minutes was all it took for Joohyun to forget about her boyfriend completely.

In front of them, the forest is blooming with lush greens and colorful flowers indicative of late spring. The weather has finally warmed up enough for them to ditch their jackets, comfortable in light flannels and sweatshirts. There’s a cloud right where the top of the mountain kisses the sky. It kind of looks like a racehorse, diligently pushing forward.

“I don’t care what you do, Bin. But don’t speak for me.”

It takes a lot of strength for Joohyun to release herself from Wonbin’s firm grasp. Once she is free, though, she moves as far away as possible. She’s turning to go back to the cabin where the group has set up camp when she hears the faintest whisper of her lover’s voice.

“One of these days, I’m going to get you to stop running from me.”

Joohyun knows that she shouldn’t respond, that conversations like this escalate into unhealthy encounters that leave both of them sore in the morning. But she can’t help it, ankle twisted in a bear trap of her own making.

”You have to stop giving me things to run from first,” she spits.

Wonbin just chuckles, cold and bitter. “You’re running from yourself. That doesn’t have shit to do with me.”

All of the times where Wonbin has said the exact same pair of sentences flood Joohyun’s brain. Their first fight, then again on Wonbin’s birthday, then again when Joohyun gave him the silent treatment, then again at Anton’s party, then again and again and again. No matter how many times he says it, it will light a fire in Joohyun’s core every time.

”Fuck you,” Joohyun seethes. “It’s the end of the world and you’re just worried about not having enough holes to fuck. I’m not the problem here. Go be with Seunghan for all I care.”

Joohyun skips dinner, spending the entire afternoon and evening sitting by the makeshift fire pit on the side of the cabin. It’s warm enough that she didn’t feel the need to light it, staring instead at the pile of ashes at its core. It’s a shame that they look so close to how she feels, sullen and dejected. All of the fight has left her body, leaving her in a hollow heap on the ground.

It’s well after dark that someone approaches her, the sound of shifting soil under hunting boots being the only sign of their presence. Joohyun doesn’t look when they come to sit next to her, far enough that they aren’t touching, but close enough to share body heat. Even when the clear their throat, Joohyun’s eyes remain trained on the barely visible ashes.

”He told me you guys were fighting about me.”

Joohyun scoffs, somehow even more offended by that thought. “It wasn’t about you. Bin just acts like he hates me sometimes.”

”He loves you more than I thought was possible,” Seunghan protests. “It scares me sometimes. I’ve known him his whole life and he’s never loved anyone as much as he loves you.”

Except for you, Joohyun wants to admit.

”Listen, the world is fucked and you guys make each other happy. Don’t give that up over petty fights.”

Joohyun imagines that if Seunghan knew that their arguments were deeper than petty fights he wouldn’t be saying this. If he knew the way that they hurled insults at each other like knives and then soothed the wounds with kisses, he wouldn’t be encouraging them to keep loving each other. If he knew that he was a lone knife, twisting and turning where he has been lodged in both of their thoracic cavities, he would leave Joohyun to burn out like the ashes in front of her.

”Whatever it is,” Seunghan continues. “You guys should talk about it. Shutting each other out like this can’t be good.”

Joohyun knows that it’s what Wonbin deserves. He deserves a partner who will speak up when something bothers them, not someone who lets her grievances stew under the surface of her skin until they boil over in concoction of insults and curses. He deserves a peacemaker, someone who is content in giving and receiving love. He deserves Seunghan.

But Joohyun is selfish. And maybe, just maybe, she thinks she deserves a bit of him, too. 

.         .         .

The first snow is little more than a light dusting, but Anton is bouncing off the walls with excitement anyways. His eyes are wide as he takes in the sight before him on the porch, causing Joohyun to smile. It’s easy to forget that just a few years ago, they all were calling him their baby. Times like now make it easy to remember. 

“This is like the perfect amount of snow,” Anton says in an overly muted tone. “I’m glad it’s fun snow and not fighting-for-our-lives snow.”

Joohyun makes a noise of agreement as she rocks back and forth in one of the rocking chairs. It was just last year when they had that kind of snow. It came down in blankets over the course of multiple days and shut them into the little abandoned camping store they called home. It also killed two members of their crew. 

Joohyun thinks that the two of them may have wanted to die. Eve and Lana were lovely people, if not a bit pessimistic at times. But when the snow hit, they both seemed to lose the light in their eyes. One day, Eve dug her way out of the snow and simply sat in the cold. Nobody could get her to come back inside, even trying to physically force her to. Within 24 hours she was gone. 

The next day, Lana went outside to sit next to Eve’s lifeless body. With a simple flick of a hunting knife against her own wrist, she sealed her fate. And when the snow finally stopped, their bodies were embalmed in a red-tinged ice. 

Joohyun shudders at the memory, feeling a deep chill in her veins. 

“It’s not even that cold!” Sohee exclaims, running out to the grass. He leaves behind delicate footprints, barely visible on such a light layer of snow. 

“It’s not, but you should still be careful,” Joohyun warns. “If you guys find a way to hurt yourselves, Shotaro will kill me.”

“I will!”

As if summoned by the mention of his name, Shotaro slides onto the porch. He settles in the rocking chair adjacent to Joohyun, fully bundled up in a thick jacket and tattered scarf. His cheeks have taken on a rosy hue from the cold, giving him a youthful look that contrasts the deep bags underneath his eyes. 

“I heard you screaming last night,” he begins, just soft enough for Joohyun’s ears. “I was on my way to you when it stopped. I didn’t know the nightmares were back.”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

Shotaro sighs. “But we need to. Why haven’t you been sleeping with Seunghan and Wonbin, anyway? Wouldn’t that make more sense?”

Joohyun presses her lips together tightly, letting them instantly turn white from the pressure and the cold. Something in the back of her brain is telling her to go back inside, but she tries her best to fight it. She knows that this conversation is long overdue. 

“I don’t like spending the night with them. It just makes sense for each of us to have our own space.” Joohyun shrugs. “Plus, the bed is kind of small for three people.”

“It’s bad enough that you’d prefer having nightmares to being with your boyfriends?”

Boyfriends. Joohyun hasn’t used that word in years, or at all in Seunghan’s case. It had always seemed a little too trivial for her liking. Sure, Wonbin was her boyfriend of almost four years, but it was different when Seunghan got involved.  They weren’t simply dating. They were lovers. 

“You wouldn’t get it,” Joohyun mutters. “They’re so intense.”

Shotaro cocks an eyebrow. “We’re eight people left out of probably 10,000 on Earth. I’m sure your relationship problems can’t be that intense.”

Joohyun stands, long black hair falling in front of her face. A few strands tickle the scar on her cheek, which sends a zap of pain across her face. It’s enough to distract her from Shotaro’s apologies and requests for her to stay as she pushes her way back into the house. 

Sungchan looks confused upon seeing Joohyun enter the kitchen, hands halting where they had been twirling a Swiss Army knife. It takes Joohyun a moment to realize that her eye is twitching, which is likely what’s confusing the man. 

“Everything okay?” He questions. 

“It’s fine.” Joohyun winces as a sharp pain radiates across her face. “Everything is just fucking fine.”

.         .         .

One year and seven months prior

Joohyun punches with all of her might, knuckles crunching against the face beneath them. The man recoils, stepping back as blood begins to drip from his nose. She instantly scrambles for her backpack, unwilling to part from the supplies that the group is expecting her to return with. Right before she reaches the pack, a hand pulls her back. 

For a moment, Joohyun is okay with dying. It’s preferable to whatever else this man has in store for her. She talks about scenarios like these all the time with Jaeri, where you find yourself alone with a random man who wants much more than your supplies. She wonders if it’s going to hurt. She knows he won’t be gentle. 

The rough grip on her shoulder spins her around, briefly allowing her to take in the man’s twisted smirk and a bright glint of metal. She doesn’t register the sharp sting on her cheek until after she’s been pushed to the ground. 

“You fucking bitch,” the man seethes. 

The blood dripping down Joohyun’s face along with her sweat clouds her vision. All she can make out is the shuffling of her backpack and the sound of footsteps as the man runs away. She tries to move after him, falling back to the ground when her limbs protest in pain. At least it’s not the pain between her thighs that she was expecting. 

Joohyun’s vision grows splotchy, nausea swimming in her stomach. Thick, warm blood streams down her face before the world fades to black. 

When Joohyun comes to, the first thing she registers is the sharp throbbing pain in her face. It’s rhythmic, almost in time with the movement of her body. She opens her eyes to little more than a squint, the harsh glare of sunlight burning her retinas. A flinch is as far as she gets before she realizes she’s being held. 

“Oh thank god you’re awake! I’m gonna get you back to...”

Joohyun can’t make out the last bit of the sentence as she passes out again. 

A sharp pain in her cheek is what wakes her up. She flinches away from the sensation, but she can’t move far. Her eyes are weighed down as if they’ve been cemented together, preventing her from looking around the room. There’s a gentle shush, just barely audible over the rush of blood in Joohyun’s ears. 

“That was the last one. You’re all done now.”

It takes a lot of effort, but eventually Joohyun is able to open her eyes, blinking frequently as light floods her vision. As her view clears, she’s able to take in the smiling figure above her. He simply cuts a string before making a noise of satisfaction. 

“Taro?”

A sweaty palm on her shoulder stops her from moving to sit up. 

“Woah, don’t move. Your ribs are still pretty fucked up. And don’t speak! I don’t want you busting your stitches.”

“Stitches?”

Shotaro hisses, friendly smile morphing into a wince. “What did I just say? Seriously, just take it easy. I’ll go get Seunghan. He’ll explain everything to you.”

Joohyun doesn’t protest as Shotaro leaves the room, the various points of pain on her body finally registering. There’s the sharp pain on her cheek that throbs with every breath she takes. Then there’s the dull ache encompassing the left side of her chest, making each breath feel heavy and effortful. Her knuckles also hurt, but their hot throb is negligible compared to her other injuries. 

“Glad to see you’re awake, princess.”

Joohyun turns her head quickly when Seunghan enters, biting back a groan when her body protests. Seunghan’s gaze sweeps over her body, face twisted into a wince as he takes in her broken and bruised state. He’s still in the clothes that he wore when they left for the supplies run, so Joohyun assumes that not much time has passed. 

“Taro doesn’t want you to talk, but I can let you know what happened,” Seunghan says as he sits at the foot of the bench Joohyun is resting on. “I think he went to go get Wonbin, but I already told him. I forgot that motherfucker packs a punch.”

Seunghan brushes his hair off his forehead, revealing the dark reds and purples forming around his right eye. Dread instantly pools in Joohyun’s core. There’s no way Wonbin did that because of her. 

“I guess I deserve it, though,” Seunghan continues. “I should have never left you alone.”

“It’s not your—“

“Stop. You’re not supposed to be talking until your face heals up.”

Seunghan runs his hands through his hair again, obviously distressed. Joohyun craves to reach out and comfort him, but her ribs protest at the thought of moving. 

“So, I guess after I left to check the store across the street, somebody must have found you and tried to take your stuff. Instead of handing it over, you fought back. And then, he did this to you,” Seunghan clears his throat. “When I came back, you were passed out and your face was all bloody. He cut your face down to the fat, you know. So I carried you back with the flesh hanging out of your fucking face.

“Thankfully you’re okay, but…fuck. I should have been there to protect you. I’m so sorry that I left you alone. I understand if you never forgive me, princess. But I’m so, so sorry.”

Joohyun doesn’t register her tears until their salt stings the fresh stitches in her cheek. Despite the pain in her body, she reaches out to cover Seunghan’s hand with her own, using the last of her energy to give it a faint squeeze. The action finally has the dam breaking, and Seunghan crumples around a sob. 

“It’s not your fault.” Joohyun’s face stings with the simple sentence. The beads of sweat forming around the injury from the sweltering temperature drip down her cheek, pooling in the injury and adding to the pain. 

“It is. And I’m so, so sorry, princess. I already know Wonbin’s gonna hate me forever. And I understand if you do too.”

Joohyun shakes her head in protest, ignoring the way it makes the room spin. “He loves you. Me too.”

.         .         .

The kisses being trailed up the side of her neck distract Joohyun from the force claiming her mouth. It’s almost a competition of who can make her the most breathless. As Seunghan tangles his hands into Joohyun’s hair, Wonbin bites down on a particularly sensitive spot, causing her to moan at the dual sensations. 

Heat rushes through Joohyun’s stomach, core tightening as she shifts forward. The hard lines of Seunghan’s abs meet the softer planes of her stomach, made thinner by the lack of food. Wonbin’s broad shoulders almost encompass her from behind, pressing her further into Seunghan’s space. 

Joohyun lets her brain float away while the men love her body. Occasionally she flinches at a sharp press of fingers or lets her jaw drop open in an aborted whine. She can’t help but let herself lose all sense of space and time, the haze that encompasses her being all too welcoming. She can vaguely register Wonbin’s sweet smile as he presses a kiss to her temple and Seunghan’s short coo as he showers her with compliments. 

When the fog clears, Joohyun is once again sandwiched between two bodies, hands stroking over every inch of exposed skin. A dazed smile crosses her face, creating a dull ache around her scar. A press of lips against it soothe the pain before it can cut too deep. 

“You back with us, baby?”

Wonbin’s voice is much raspier, voice clearly worn from their earlier activities. The familiar gravely sound just makes Joohyun’s smile grow. 

“Yeah,” Joohyun clears her throat, “I am.”

Seunghan presses a kiss to the back of her neck, right above the clasp of her chain. Its gold color remains bright, somehow not faded over time. The small pendant in the shape of a bow usually sits right in the center of her clavicles. Now it’s shifted, laying askew from the night's activities. Joohyun moves to fix it with trembling fingers, sighing when gravity forces it out of place again. 

“Taro told us that the nightmares are back,” Seunghan whispers, lips still attached to Joohyun’s skin. “We didn’t know.”

A sharp pain tugs at Joohyun’s chest, forcing her to gulp down air like a fish out of water. “It’s not—it’s just not a big deal.”

“Baby, you used to stay awake for days because of them. Now you want us to think it’s not that bad?”

“That was different,” Joohyun protests. “That was before we found the farm. It’s better here.”

Seunghan sighs, a rush of hot breath tickling the back of Joohyun’s neck. “At least try sleeping with us more. Maybe that will help. I know being with Jaeri helped a lot, right?”

Joohyun shifts, attempting to pull away from the men she’s sandwiched in between. The tangle of legs seems endless, making Joohyun unable to identify where her legs end and where her lovers’ begin. The grip around her waist tightens further, keeping her in place. She struggles against it for a moment, heart racing in her chest. 

“Relax, princess,” Seunghan coos. “You’re okay. We’re just not ready to let you go yet.”

“We’re not letting you run away from us anymore,” Wonbin adds. “You’re safe with us. We just want you to know that.”

Joohyun has never imagined safety to feel so constricting. She never imagined safety as a weighted blanket but rather a gust of wind under wings. She never imagined safety to be a pull, but rather a push. She never imagined safety to be her two biggest desires, but rather never having the desire for anything at all. 

.         .         .

Their new neighbors stop by only after a particularly heavy snow storm hits and then clears. Hanbin claims it’s just to check on them and make sure everyone is okay. Joohyun holds her breath throughout the encounter, waiting for the other shoe to drop. She’s almost convinced that the rest of the boys will come by with guns blazing in order to take them by surprise.

They don’t, of course. 

Hanbin, Taerae, and Yujin only stay for about an hour, catching up with Shotaro and Sohee. Joohyun overhears them talking about a supply run that will need to be made soon, someone even suggesting that both groups could come together to make it easier. A wave of nausea passes through her stomach at the thought. Leaving her closest friends in the hands of barely acquaintances sounds like the worst idea anyone could have. Her stomach lurches when she hears the faint sound of Shotaro agreeing.

After they leave, an odd silence is left filling the farmhouse. It’s not exactly silence, since Sohee has started to speak quietly with Eunseok in the kitchen. But it’s enough for Joohyun’s mind to fall blank, an inability to process sight or sound overcoming her central nervous system. It’s both a calming emptiness and an alarming constriction. She is only shocked out of her reverie when a figure bounds down the stairs, wood creaking loudly enough to draw her attention.

“You don’t look so good, Joo,” Sungchan whispers as he comes to a halt in front of Joohyun’s swaying form. “Are you feeling alright?”

Joohyun clears building thickness from her throat. “Yeah, I’m totally fine.”

”No, you’re not. Should I go get Wonbin?”

”No!” Joohyun doesn’t know where she found the breath to be able to yell. “You guys don’t have to call him or Hani every time you think something’s up.”

Sungchan sighs, shoulders sagging in defeat as he takes a seat next to Joohyun. The worn wooden planks sigh under the change in weight, greeting the man as he plops down. He’s quick to copy Joohyun’s position, knees pulled to his chest and head tipped back against the wall. His limbs are way too long and much too bulky to be constricted in such a position, but Sungchan doesn’t complain.

“Do you miss her?”

The question catches Joohyun off guard. Even though the “she” in question is unnamed, Joohyun has no trouble deciphering who Sungchan is referring to. The two of them had never spoken about Jaeri’s passing directly, and Joohyun isn’t sure that Sungchan has spoken about it at all. She imagines she should be asking him instead of the other way around.

“Of course I do. She was the only one who got what it was like to be a girl throughout all this bullshit.”

Silence.

“Do you?”

Sungchan lets out a loud exhale through his nose, lightly tapping his head against the wall a few times. It’s an odd rhythm, almost like a heartbeat. Joohyun is about to warn him about the possibility of a concussion before the man moves to speak.

“You wouldn’t believe how much I miss her. But I think more than that, I’m angry.”

“That those guys shot her?”

Sungchan lets out a short chuckle. “Well, I mean, yeah. But that wasn’t what I meant.”

Joohyun turns to the man, waiting for him to continue. His gaze is fixed on a random point on the opposite wall, eyes glazed over with a layer of unshed tears. Joohyun imagines that if she looks really hard, she can find reflections of Jaeri in his irises.

“I’m more mad that I wasn’t better to her. I didn’t treat her as well as I could have. I should’ve made the most of the time we had together.”

Joohyun never pictured Sungchan and Jaeri’s relationship as anything other than perfect. The two always looked at each other like they hung the stars, never fighting, never anything other than absolutely smitten with each other. Joohyun can’t remember a time when their relationship had any cracks or holes. The two stuck together as if they were the air they needed to breathe.

“But you guys were like perfect.”

Sungchan chuckles again. “We weren’t, at all. But I wish I didn’t see those imperfections as such a problem at the time. I wish I just said ‘fuck it’ and let all the minor stuff go. All that mattered was that I loved her and she loved me.”

”But it’s complicated,” Joohyun protests. “We’re living in hard-as-fuck times. Of course there were going to be issues. I’m honestly surprised we didn’t see any of them.”

“It is tough. But I should have been grateful that I had someone by my side throughout it instead of worrying about petty shit. Look at you, for example. You have two people who love you and will be with you through anything. That’s all that matters.”

“But—,”

Sungchan stops her with a hand on her shoulder. “Respectfully, Joo, there are no buts. It’s the truth. Take it from someone who lost their everything. They should be all that matters in this fuck-ass world.”

A distant chatter grows louder as two pairs of footsteps descend the stairs. Joohyun doesn’t even have to look around the corner to know who it is, being able to recognize their voices anywhere. But she does, unable to prevent the small smile that crosses her face at the sight of her lovers. Sungchan chuckles beside her.

“That smile is the only thing that matters, Joo,” he whispers. “Don’t force it away.”

Wonbin and Seunghan enter the small hallway just as Sungchan is getting on his feet. They barely acknowledge the large man in front of them, breaking into twin smiles when they lay eyes on Joohyun.

”What were you two up to?” Seunghan asks, reaching out a hand to help Joohyun off the ground.

”Nothing,” Sungchan chirps. “I was just telling Joohyun how much we all love to see her smile.”

Wonbin raises an eyebrow, head tilting in confusion. “I mean, we do, but—,”

”Don’t say but, Binnie,” Seunghan interrupts. “We all do love to see you smile, princess.”

Instead of wiping the smile from her face, Joohyun scrunches her nose, feeling the deep throb of the scar on her cheek. She struggles not to shrink under the two pairs of eyes on her, not paying any mind as Sungchan moves into the kitchen. She wonders if they can see the minute movement of her cheek in time with her heartbeat.

She just smiles harder and lets them look.

.FIN.

Part 1

[kokorohelps]

Oi Kokoro! Me ajuda com sugestões de fc para um family template do Cha Eunwoo?

Olá, coração! Claro. Coloquei algumas sugestões de pais, mães, irmãos e irmãs para o Eunwoo abaixo do Read More! Espero que te ajudem.

PAI

Seo Sangwon (1967, ator)

Cha Seungwon (1970, ator)

Jeong Yong-jun/Jang Hyuk (1976, ator)

Song Seungheon (1976, ator)

Ji Sung (1977, ator)

Kim Sunghoon/Ha Jungwoo (1978, ator)

Yoo Teo (1981, ator)

MÃE

Ha Heera (1969, atriz)

Lee Youngae (1971, atriz)

Kim Seohyung (1973, atriz)

Song Seonmi (1974, atriz)

Kim Heesun (1977, atriz)

Lee Boyoung (1979, atriz)

Bae Doona (1979, atriz)

IRMÃOS

MAIS VELHOS

Kim Kibum/Key (1991, SHINee)

Yang Sejong (1992, ator)

Byun Baekhyun (1992, EXO)

Seo Kangjun (1993, 5urprise)

Kim Minkyu (1994, ator)

Nam Joohyuk (1994, ator)

Kang Seung-yoon/Yoon (1994, WINNER)

Lee Taeyong (1995, NCT)

Kang Daniel (1996, solista)

GÊMEOS

Hwang Minhyun (1995, ex-NU'EST)

Kim Seok-woo/Rowoon (1996, SF9)

Choi Youngjae/Ars (1996, GOT7)

Seo Byungchan (1997, Victon)

Jeon Woong (1997, AB6IX)

Kim Younghoon (1997, The Boyz)

Lee Jun-young/Jun (1997, UNB)

Seo Jihoon (1997, ator)

Hong Minchan (1998, VERIVERY)

MAIS NOVOS

Ji Changmin/Q (1998, The Boyz)

Lee Keonhee (1998, ONEUS)

Kang Hyunggu/Kino (1998, PENTAGON)

Lee Chan/Dino (1999, SEVENTEEN)

Park Jihoon (1999, ex-Wanna One)

Kim Youngkyun/Hwiyoung (1999, SF9)

Bae Jinyoung (2000, CIX)

Choi Beomgyu (2001, TXT)

Yang Jeongin/I.N. (2001, Stray Kids)

IRMÃS

MAIS VELHAS

Kim Taeyeon (1989, SNSD)

Han Sunhwa (1990, ex-Secret)

Lee Sungkyung (1990, atriz)

Bae Joohyun/Irene (1991, Red Velvet)

Im Jinah/Nana (1991, After School)

Lee Jooyoung (1992, atriz)

Son Naeun (1994, ex-Apink)

Kim Minji/JiU (1994, Dreamcatcher)

Lee Hyeri (1994, Girl's Day)

GÊMEAS

Oh Seunghee (1995, ex-CLC)

Jeon Somin (1996, KARD)

Lee Dabin/Yeonwoo (1996, ex-Momoland)

Roseanne Park/Rosé (1997, Blackpink)

Lee Luda (1997, WJSN)

Park Jihyo (1997, TWICE)

Park Jiwon (1998, Fromis_9)

Kim Jungeun/Kim Lip (1999, LOONA)

Kim Yerim/Yeri (1999, Red Velvet)

MAIS NOVAS

Choi Yoona/Bella (1999, ALICE/ELRIS)

Jeon Heejin (2000, LOONA)

Kim Hyunjin (2000, LOONA)

Kim Chaewon (2000, Le Sserafim)

Choi Jisu/Lia (2000, Itzy)

Cho Hyeyeon (2000, ex-Gugudan)

Yoo Jiwon/Bian (2001, MAJORS)

Park Sumin (2001, Dream Note)

Kang Lena (2002, GWSN)

[sanakuri]

´ཀ` MASTERLIST

My Navis we love you

Fluff -(FLFF) Angst -(ANG)

LOONA

☻- JEON HEEJIN

☻- KIM HYUNJIN

☻- JO HASEUL

☻- IM YEOJIN

☻- WONG KAHEI ( VIVI)

☻- KIM JUNGEUN (KIM LIP)

☻- JEONG JINSOUL

☻- CHOI YERIM (CHOERRY)

☻- HA SOOYOUNG (YVES)

☻- KIM JIWOO (CHUU)

☻- PARK CHAEWON (GOWON)

☻- SON HYEJU (OLIVIA HYE)

RED VELVET

☻- BAE JOOHYUN (IRENE)

☻- KANG SEULGI

☻- SON SEUNGWAN (WENDY)

☻- PARK SOOYOUNG (JOY)

☻- KIM YERIM (YERI)

TWICE

☻- IM NAYEON

☻- YOO JEONGYEON

☻- HIRAI MOMO

☻- MINATOZAKI SANA

☻- PARK JIHYO

HUSH RUSH⮐

☻- MYOUI MINA

☻- KIM DAHYUN

☻- SON CHAEYOUNG

☻- CHOI TZUYU

BLACKPINK

☻- KIM JISOO

☻- KIM JENNIE

☻- PARK CHAEYOUNG (ROSÉ)

☻- LALISA MANOBAN

ITZY

☻- HWANG YEJI

☻- CHOI JISU (LIA)

☻- SHIN RYUJIN

☻- LEE CHAERYOUNG

☻- SHIN YUNA

LESSERAFIM

☻- MIYAWAKI SAKURA

☻- KIM CHAEWON

☻- HUH YUNJIN

HOT CHEETO GIRL💀⮐

☻- KAZUHA

☻- HONG EUNCHAE

GIRLS GENERATION

☻- KIM TAEYEON

☻- LEE SOONKYU (SUNNY)

☻- STEPHANIE YOUNG HWANG (TIFFANY YOUNG)

☻- KIM HYOYEON

☻- KWON YURI

☻- CHOI SOOYOUNG

GFRIEND

☻- KIM SOJEONG (SOWON)

☻- JUNG YERIN

☻- JUNG EUNBI (EUNHA)

☻- CHOI YUNA (YUJU)

☻- HWANG EUNBI (SINB)

☻- KIM YEWON (UMJI)

MAMAMOO

☻- KIM YONGSUN (SOLAR)

☻- MOON BYULYI (MOONBYUL)

☻- JUNG WHEEIN

☻- AHN HYEJIN

NEW JEANS

☻- KIM MINJI

☻- PHAM NGOC HÂN (HANNI)

☻- DANIELLE MARSH

☻- KANG HAERIN

☻- LEE HYEIN

´ཀ`

[safehavenhqs]

Un nuevo habitante llega al pueblo con el nombre de LILA HONG. Sus datos confirman que su profesión es VETERINARIA, tiene 32 AÑOS y es originario de NUEVA YORK, ESTADOS UNIDOS. Algunas personas lo confunden con BAE JOOHYUN.

¡Bienvenido a Safe Haven, BLOSSOM! Tienes 48 horas para enviar la cuenta de tu personaje. Esperamos que tu estadía en el pueblo sea de tu agrado.

Información del usuario:

Apodo: blossom

Pronombres: ella/suya

País/Zona horaria: chile

Trigger warnings: abuso sexual, pedofilia, incesto.

Rostro reservado: bae joohyun

Cupo reservado: -

Información del personaje:

Nombre: Lila Hong.

Pronombres: ella/suya.

Fecha de nacimiento: 28/09/1992 + (32 años).

Lugar de nacimiento: Nueva York, USA

Grupo al que pertenece: Forastero.

Profesión: Veterinaria.

Perfil

Habilidades: Practica tiro con arco desde los doce años, disciplina que conoció y heredó de su padre. Lila era el orgullo del anciano cuando era hora de medirse contra sus amigos, quienes también practicaban el deporte. Consiguió victorias que muchas veces ocultaban billetes para entretenimiento de los participantes y, a regañadientes, poco a poco sus contrincantes fueron reconociendo su destreza. 

Enfermedades: Goza de excelente salud y se esfuerza por mantener un estilo de vida saludable.

Puntos de habilidad: 

Velocidad: 2

Agilidad: 4

Resistencia: 1

Ingenio: 2

Sigilo: 4

Ataque: 0

Defensa: 1

Fuerza: 1

Residencia: Llegó al pueblo hace un año, siguiendo a su hermano menor quien tras pasar seis meses en safe haven fue atacado por la soledad de haber perdido a su esposa un par de meses antes. Atormentado por fantasmas imposibles de ignorar pidió la compañía de su hermana, quien además de su hija, es el único familiar vivo con el que cuenta, al menos cuando de su núcleo se trata. No fue complicado adaptarse, Lila vivía en un pueblo vecino desde hace tiempo, sitio en el que aún hace parte de su vida.

Curiosidades: 

Lila es la mayor de dos hermanos. Sus padres fallecieron en un accidente aéreo cuando tenía veinte años y, desde entonces, se ha esforzado por ser el apoyo de su hermano menor.

Viene de una familia acomodada, aunque nunca tuvo relaciones estrechas con aquellos que no pertenecían a su núcleo. Culpa a la desconfianza que surgió entre los miembros de la generación previa a la suya y lamenta todos los días que sólo conozca a la mayoría no más allá del nombre.

Es fanática de la cocina, si bien nunca le interesó recorrer el sendero profesionalmente, se mantiene actualizada en cuanto a tendencias y sabores. Le anima experimentar diversas recetas en su día a día incluso cuando el tiempo libre es reducido.

Siente gran fascinación por las estrellas, le gusta que su mente navegue por el tema hasta perderse en su perpetua e infinita complejidad. En otra vida le gustaría dedicarse a la astronomía, un sueño que dejó ir en sus primeros años de adultez cuando creyó no tener lo necesario para perseguirlo.

Personas de interés

1: Mason Hong, 28 años, hermano menor: Lo único que le queda aparte de su sobrina. Si bien en los últimos años estuvieron algo separados por las ocupaciones de cada uno, desde hace un año el apoyo entre ambos ha crecido exponencialmente. El fallecimiento de la esposa del muchacho y la creciente ola de tristeza empeñada en perseguirlo elevaron la preocupación de Lila a niveles peligrosos. Por lo mismo, optó por reconstruir la relación y tratar de brindar su mano en la crianza de su sobrina.

2: Elle Hong, 5 años, sobrina. La luz de sus ojos, Lila adora a la niña con todo su corazón. Su inocencia e inteligencia no dejan de maravillarle y, aunque no destaca por ser especialmente buena con los niños, con la pequeña Elle ha aprendido.

[✔] Al enviar este formulario doy permiso a la administración de utilizar a mi personaje de la forma que consideren adecuada en el desarrollo de la historia grupal. Para más información al respecto leer la normativa.

[ao3feed-ateez]

Twices 10th member is sick

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Seo1m4O by Darkstar225 Words: 942, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 1 of TWICE 10th member One-Shots Fandoms: TWICE (Band), Red Velvet (K-pop Band), ATEEZ (Band), fromis_9 (Band), ITZY (Band), Aespa (Band), IVE (Band), LE SSERAFIM (Band), IZONE (Band), 소녀시대 | Girls' Generation | SNSD, NewJeans (Korea Band), Stray Kids (Band), VCHA (Band), BLACKPINK (Band) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, Multi, Other Characters: Im Nayeon, Yoo Jeongyeon, Hirai Momo, Minatozaki Sana, Park Jisoo | Jihyo, Myoui Mina, Kim Dahyun, Son Chaeyoung, Chou Tzuyu, Reader, Original Female Character(s), Original Characters, Original Male Character(s), Kim Minji (NewJeans), Bang Chan (Stray Kids), Yu Jimin | Karina, Uchinaga Aeri | Giselle, Kim Minjeong | Winter, Ning Yizhuo | Ningning, Jennie Kim, Kang Seulgi, Song Mingi (ATEEZ), fromis_9 (Band) Ensemble, Red Velvet Ensemble, BLACKPINK Ensemble, TWICE Ensemble, IVE Ensemble, Kwon Eunbi, Kim Taeyeon (SNSD), Hwang Miyoung | Tiffany, Aespa Ensemble, Bae Joohyun | Irene Relationships: TWICE Ensemble/Everyone, Chaeyoung/Dahyun/Jeongyeon/Jihyo/Mina/Momo/Nayeon/Sana/Tzuyu (TWICE), TWICE Ensemble/Reader, TWICE Ensemble/Original Female Character(s), TWICE Ensemble & TWICE Ensemble, Im Nayeon/Reader, Yoo Jeongyeon/Reader, Hirai Momo/Reader, Minatozaki Sana/Reader, Park Jisoo | Jihyo/Reader, Myoui Mina/Reader, Kim Dahyun/Reader, Son Chaeyoung/Reader, Chou Tzuyu/Reader, Jennie Kim/Reader, Kim Jisoo (BLACKPINK)/Reader, Bae Joohyun | Irene/Reader, Kang Seulgi/Reader, Miyawaki Sakura/Reader, Hong Eunchae/Reader, Song Mingi (ATEEZ)/Reader, Lee Chaeryeong/You, Kim Minjeong | Winter/Reader, Yu Jimin | Karina/Reader, Hwang Yeji/Reader, Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ)/Reader, Kim Minji (NewJeans)/Reader, Bang Chan (Stray Kids)/Reader read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Seo1m4O

[jiny-eseo]

TSNE VOL 1

ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵉⁿᵈˢ ⁻ ᵏᵖᵒᵖ

May it be between sweet dreams or bitter nightmares, reality won't be an obstacle in this twisted realm. Delve deep into the multiverse of the boy's imagination and immerse yourself in this collection of various manifestations.

KEP1ER

SONGS ABOUT HER - kim chaehyun NEVERENDS - kang yeseo EUNEIROPHRENIA - kang yeseo IT HURTS TO THINK - sakamoto mashiro STOLE MY HEART - shen xiaoting SHOOT- huening bahiyyih CHERRY CHEEKS - seo youngeun LOCKED AWAY - choi yujin

LESSERAFIM

FEELING SILLY - nakamura kazuha GOOD MORNING - hong eunchae WHERE REASONS END - kim chaewon SAVE ME - kim chaewon GOODBYES - kim chaewon

ILLIT

SPICY HOT YUM! - park minju I DON'T ANYMORE - sakai moka DOMINOE LINE - lee youngseo MAGNETIC - lee wonhee

NEWJEANS

CLOSE TO ME - kang haerin YOUR EYES TELL - kim minji

IVE

ZEMBLANITY - jang wonyoung I W̶O̶N̶'̶T̶ GIVE UP - jang wonyoung WATCH ME LOSE MY MIND - jang wonyoung MEMORY LANE - kim gaeul

TRIPLES

FALLING - park sohyun I'M LONELY - zhou xinyu

AESPA

BREATHE - yoo jimin WORKING NINE TO FIVE - uchinaga aeri

G-IDLE

I LUV U SIS. - yeh shuhua EPINEPHRINE - song yuqi

WEEKLY

NEVER CHANGE - jo hyewon

CHERRY BULLET

FEELINGS - choi yuju THE END OF ALL BUT ME - heo jiwon

ROCKET PUNCH

GREENHORN - kim suyun

TWICE

TEACH ME - kim dahyun RESPONSIBILITY - minatozaki sana HOLIDAY COUNSELING - myoui mina

WJSN

SECRET - lee luda I WON"T COME - kim jiyeon

FROMIS_9

EYE TO EYE - lee saerom ROOKIE MISTAKE - park jiwon JOKES ON YOU - jang gyuri STAY ALIVE - roh jisun THE BOY WHO BROKE HIS OWN HEART - baek jiheon

LOOSSEMBLE, ARTMS

SUNBAE - HOOBAE - son hyeju MOURNING - jeon heejin

RED VELVET

ÉPAISSE - kang seulgi YOU FOUND IT - bae joohyun

BLACKPINK

THE ONE - kim jisoo TIPSY - park chaeyoung

OH MY GIRL

MOM'S SWEET FRIEND - choi yewon

SOLOISTS

DON'T WORRY ANYMORE - lee chaeyeon TRICKED AND SINKED - lee chaeyeon HE'S A RUNNER - kang hyewon A SAD WORLD - kang hyewon HI NOONA - choi yena HOPE WITH YOU - choi yena NOW I'M A GONER - kim minju OUR START LINE - kim minju SOMETHING WE SHARE - yabuki nako LIKE A FAINT GHOST - yabuki nako SHHH - kwon eunbi IF LOVE WAS A DEVIL - kwon eunbi IMPROMPTU TOUR - honda hitomi BELIEVER - jo yuri JUST FRIENDS? - yoo jungahn

VARIOUS

A FOOL'S PLOY - honda hitomi, kim minju COP OUT - jang seungyeon, jang yeeun, chong tingyan, lee naeun

[180sdegree]

Welcome, my lost flame.

The stage is set, the spotlight is waiting, and we're eagerly anticipating your presence. Together, we welcome you.

MALE:

crimbilinii as Jeon Wonwoo

syminat as Min Suga

viulains as Song Kang

sinnearth as Mark Tuan

aperpetualbliss as Lee Know

DABINHONNG as Kao

historioc as Kim Myungsoo

minatcamin as Kim Jongin

SaverSANRIKO as Xu Minghao

jiwoongeboy as DPR Ian

taleofwolfs as Byun Baekhyun

StrangerTHV as Kim Taehyung

scrotland as Park Chanyeol

unlog4n as Oh Sehun

dowoon5nt as Yoon Dowoon

JaemiinNgopi as Iqbaal Dhiafakhri

cresendoes as Chae Hyungwon

whimsicalsatria as Lim Jaebum

GuardJeno as Cha Eunwoo

cigglars as Mark Lee

kochengkeraton as Huang Renjun

cxtLJY as Lee Juyeon

wjeest as Lee Sangyeon

HartaTahta180 as Darren Wang

NicholasSANC as Dong Sicheng

robujst as Kim Mingyu

ragueljones2778 as Lee Jeno

FEMALE:

nozeSANC as Moon Gayoung

baemoonl as Aeri Uchinaga

slotbjh as Bae Joohyun

noparkshere as Kim Yerim

ierinb as Yerin Baek

imyemies as Lee Saerom

foctunes as Myoui Mina

flatteringyou as Joo Soomin

DriverAeri as Cho Miyeon

aarichandesu as Kim Yoojung

holloiw as Shen Xiaoting

auvssi as Seo Yeaji

wandvers as Krystal Jung

whirlheejin as Lee Naeun

glamzide as Kang Seulgi

DriverChaeyoung as Kim Jisoo

pvrincipals as Roseanne Park

fireyblush as Aya Shalkar

dutadml as Kang Mina

GOEYOONJUNG as Kim Bona

minathsz as Hong Suzu

refugeevaanesha as Jung Chaeyeon

bluefilesd as Son Seungwan

BlueGirlBand as Kim Lee Seo (Iiso)

SejeongLeft as Song Yuqi

RefugeeRose as Karina

puanyien as Minatozaki Sana

[aquakrp]

the accepted muses have 48 hours to add the following accounts : admin and activity check. message us if you have any requests or issues.

ㅡ bts’ min yoongi (suga) ╱  moonlight

ㅡ red velvet’s bae joohyun (irene) ╱  strawberry tarts

ㅡ seventeen’s hong jisoo (joshua) ╱  melon

ㅡ seventeen’s hansol vernon chwe ╱  ocean

ㅡ stray kids’ yang jeongin (i.n) ╱  foxy

ㅡ wayv’s chittaphon leechaiyapornkul ╱  taquitos yum yum

ㅡ winner’s song minho (mino) ╱  new soul

[daebakinc]

A Knight’s Tale (M)

Pairing: Corbyn (Cory) x Reader Prompt Knight Word Count: 2.4K (LOL IT WAS DESTINY)

Warnings: SMUT

~Admin V

           Corbyn wanted to hate you. Oh, he really did. But he didn’t. Damn it all, he didn’t. Which was why instead of actually jousting, he was letting knight after knight pummel him with lances.

           It was after all what you basically told him to do. If he wanted to prove his love for you, he would lose the jousting tournament.

           Admittedly, you thought he would prove his unlove for you and continue to win the tournament. But seeing his team yell at him to move or at least forfeit while he just waited for the next knight caused a surprising amount of happiness.

           Love. Corbyn loved you. And he was willing to risk his name and reputation to prove it. The thrill and excitement of it all distracted you so, that you almost forgot the man who loved you was being hit with large wooden sticks.

           You gathered yourself and informed your lady’s maid to tell his men that he should stop losing. If Corbyn loved you, he would win after all. You watched your lady deliver the message. Although he was wearing a helmet, you saw Corbyn turn his head in your direction and felt his icy glare. He may have loved you, but at the moment, you were sure he did nothing but loath you.

           And like that, he didn’t dare lose another match. He knocked men off their horses, shattered lance after lance, he even took someone’s helmet off during the joust. And he did it. Despite the heavy loss in the beginning he was able to regain the lead and won the title.

           Jitters of anticipation danced through your body as you walked into banquet that evening. You wanted to relish the evening with your beloved. Only, you couldn’t find him. You looked all around and did not see him. You eagerly watched the entrance hoping he would come in. He did not.

           Now you were worried. Was he that angry with you that he didn’t want to see you? Perhaps you could seek forgiveness.

           You waited an hour after the banquet. Dressed in your night gown, you crept to the field where the knights’ sleeping quarters were for the tournament. You remembered which one your maid said was his. Light was still glowing from inside. You pushed open one of the cloth curtains and saw him lying with his eyes closed.

           “Sir Corbyn?” you whispered.

           His eyes immediately opened and he looked to you.

           You took a step in. “We missed you tonight at banquet.”

           “We?”

           You bent to your knees and crawled toward him. “Me. I. I missed you. Your prize.”

           “Is that right?”

           You sat next to him and looked at your hands. “So you are angry with me.”

           He didn’t answer at first, which caused you to look up at him. He stared directly into your eyes. “Well, maybe only a little now. I was angrier. I’d like to be angrier. But with you here, I cannot be.”

           A small smile appeared on your face. “I never imagined love could be this much happiness.”

           His smile matched yours. “You’re right. It’s strange, but in a good way.”

           Shyness washed over you again. “I’m also still in awe that I am the one you love.”

           He quirked an eyebrow. “You are? Surely others must have loved you before I.”

           “Never. To others I am only an object. A trophy to sit on their shelf. They don’t love me. They love only the boost to their egos and status I might provide.”

           Corbyn slowly lifted his hand and let it caress your cheek. “You are never an object. To me you are the sun in which my entire world follows.”

           You turned your cheek so your lips touched his palm, and you kissed it. “Corbyn?”

           “Yes love?”

           Hearing him say it sent trills of butterflies to your stomach. “My lady’s maid tells me that your men . . . they sometimes call you Cory.”

           “Yes.”

           Interesting, but it did seem quite similar to Corbyn. “Well, I don’t care what you’re called.” You moved to your hands and knees so you might kiss him. “As long as I can call you my own.” You rested a hand on his chest and suddenly he cried out in pain. You quickly pulled your hand back.

           “Damn you, girl. The anger has not been completely forgotten.” He pushed his blanket back where you saw his bare torso, completely scratched and bruised from the day of taking lance after lance to prove his love.

           “Oh no. This is my doing.”

           “It most certainly is.”

           “I should fetch a surgeon.”

           “He’s already been. Said I’ll live.”

           “This is why you were not at banquet.”

           “Indeed.”

           “I’m so sorry, Cory.”

           He smiled at the use of his other name.

           “What can I do to take away from the pain?”

           A new kind of smile appeared on his face. No, not a smile. A smirk. A mischievous one. “I’m not sure you’re ready to hear the answer, princess.”

           “No, tell me. How can I help you?”

           He reached toward your cheek again, but brushed past it to hold a tendril of your hair. “To relieve the pain from your doing would most definitely be your undoing.”

           A blush filled your cheeks. “My undoing?”

           He nodded.

           “Oh.”

           “Of course I would never force you. It was too much to ask.” He groaned as he tried to sit up.

           “No. It’s just,” you looked into his dark, chestnut eyes and whispered, “I’ve not been undone before, Sir Corbyn.”

           His eyes grew wide and were soon filled with a hunger. “My prize you most certainly are, my love.” He gestured to his beaten body. “I’m afraid I cannot take the lead, though.”

           You nodded. “Just tell me what to do.”

           He held your gaze, as if looking into the depths of your soul. “You’re sure? This is what you want?”

           “I want you, Cory.”

           “I’m quite a lucky man.”

           “Tell me what to do,” you repeated.

           He nodded. “Take off your night gown and kneel in front of me.”

           You did as asked.

           Cory took a deep breath, his eyes scanning from your face, your neck, collarbone, they lingered at your breasts, then moved to your belly button, to between your legs where they lingered again, then back to your eyes. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve even seen.”

           Red stained your cheeks again.

           “That was a compliment, love. You don’t need to be embarrassed.”

           You nodded.

           “Lay beside me.”

           Cory reached for your hand once you were next to him. He turned his head to look at you, and you did the same for him. “You aren’t ready for me yet. So we need to get you ready.”

           “What do I do?”

           He laced his fingers with the hand he was holding. “With your other hand, you’re going to touch yourself.”

           “Touch myself?”

           He nodded. “Between your legs. Put your hand on your stomach, and slowly move it down until your fingers are at your folds.”

           You followed his instructions.

           “Between the folds, there’s a little bud.”

           You gasped when you touched what he described.

           “That’s it. You’re going to touch it slowly. You can touch it anyway you’d like, up and down, side to side, in circles, whatever feels good to you, but it has to be slow.”

           You tried every motion he suggested. First up and down. A moan of pleasure left your lips, which caused Cory to smile. You closed your eyes, the sensation felt so good, but he ordered you to look at him. You bit your lip as you tried rubbing the bud side to side, more sounds filling the room. Cory squeezed your hand to encourage you. You sucked in a deep breath when you tried to circle. Tingles of pleasure shot through your womanhood, to your thighs, you could even feel them in your toes.

           You wanted to feel more and your fingers naturally started moving faster.

           “Shhh, slow down, love. You want to go slow.”

           You again obeyed and whimpered at the action.

          Cory lifted your hand in his to his mouth and kissed it. “Trust me, princess. We’re making sure you’re ready. I know if feels good, but it’s going to get better. You need to go slow. Trust me.”

          You took a deep breath and moved slowly like he asked. You allowed yourself to really feel all the pleasure the touch was creating within you. You couldn’t control any sounds you made, but they all seemed to make Cory happy.

          “Alright, love, stop moving.”

          You did.

          “I need you to reach down.”

          Shock filled your face and you gasped. “It’s wet.”

          “How wet?”

          You lifted his hand in yours and brought it to the spot. You involuntarily closed your eyes as he felt you, moaning when his finger slipped inside you.

          “So wet for me, princess. You’re ready for me now. I need you to kneel for me again and pull down my blanket.”

          You let go of his hand and rolled so you were on your hands and knees. You sat back into a kneel, and removed the blanket to see all of Cory. Your eyes grew wide and mouth parted. “Wow,” you breathed.

          A smile filled his face. “I’m quite sure every man longs to hear that when being gazed upon.”

          You couldn’t look away from him, his length.

          “Are you scared?” he murmured.

          Your head shook slowly, but you still stared at his manhood.

          “Do you remember that wet feeling? That’s so this won’t hurt you. It will only feel good, I promise you princess.”

          You nodded and looked into his eyes. “I’m ready.”

          “Please be careful, since I’m still fragile, but you need your knees on either side of me. Bring that wetness right to my tip.”

          You thought that maybe you should be blushing, but you didn’t. You felt powerful. Sexy. Cory was seeing all of you, making you feel things you’d never felt before, and you were going to make him feel those things, too.

          When you were there, his voice hitched. “Touch me.”

          Your fingers curled around his girth.

          His eyes closed as he drew in a breath. He looked into yours. “I’m going to enter you where it’s wet. Position me there.”

          It was your turn to gasp. You felt what he meant. Your opening. A shiver ran down your spine in expectation.

          “Push down until you cannot, slowly.”

          New songs of bliss sang from both you and Cory as you slid down his length all the way to the hilt.

          It was as he said. He stretched you, but it didn’t hurt. It felt good. Better than good. And you went down on him so smoothly, like you were made just for him.

          “Yes, love. Are you alright?”

          You nodded vigorously.

          “It doesn’t hurt?”

          “No Cory. I feel nice.”

          “Good girl. I need you to crawl forward to me so I may finally kiss you.”

          You leaned forward, moaning when he slightly pulled out from the movement. You were careful not to touch his torso and hovered over him.

          “That can’t be comfortable for you.”

          “It’s not so bad.”

          He grinned. “How is it, really?”

          You gave a sheepish smile. “You’re right, it’s not very comfortable, but like you said, that’s my doing.”

          “It is, but this won’t work if you feel awkward and strained like this. Try coming down to rest on your elbows.”

          You carefully lowered yourself down, your body slightly resting against his. He grimaced for only a moment, but recovered. As you rested on your elbows, you were face to face with him.

          “Are you alright?” you asked him.

          “Being chest to chest with you is quickly becoming my favorite part of this evening.”

          “Mine, too,” you mimicked his smile.

          He brushed hair from you face, again telling you of your beauty, then rested his hands on your hips. “Please kiss me now.”

          You were careful to lower your face down to his, delicately brushing your lips against his. His mouth parted, inviting you to move closer. His tongue licked the crease of your lips. When you pushed your tongue into his mouth, he pulled your hips up, the glided them back down his shaft.

          You moaned into his mouth, deepening the kiss. He pulled your hips up again, then back down.

          You broke the kiss to mutter his name.

          “You’re well?”

          “Yes, yes.” You pushed back against him, causing you both to moan.

          He gripped your hips tighter as he pumped you along him. His lips reached up to your neck, leaving a trail of sloppy kisses along it.

          Your pleasure seemed to be climbing, going up a peak, getting higher and higher each buck of your hips. You couldn’t control the sounds you were making, but Cory made them with you. You wanted to go faster, but you knew it would hurt Cory, so you allowed yourself to enjoy the ride.

          Cory sensed you needed more. He let go of one hip. His hand slid between you so his shaft was between his middle and ring finger. This caused your bud to rub against his knuckles.

          He quickly covered your mouth with his to help muffle the loud cry of rapture. You were almost there. Almost at that pinnacle you felt was coming.

          Then Cory pulled your hip down harshly at the same time he bucked into you. Every fiber of your being felt the tingles from the explosion. You pulled from his mouth, exhaling a long cry.

          “You’re doing so good, love. It’s my turn now, alright?”

          You nodded and let him guide you, pulling you and pushing until his face scrunched up and then released as he’d reached his climax as well.

          You were both panting and slick with sweat when you finally stopped moving. Cory helped you to carefully get off of him and go back to lying at his side. You cautiously snuggled against him, making sure you didn’t add to his pain.

          You played with his hand. “Was my undoing worth the pain of my doing, Sir Corbyn?”

          He chuckled and brushed your hair with his fingers. “It was better than anything I’ve ever felt before. The best even.” He kissed the top of your head. “How do you feel?”

          “Wonderful. I never dreamed love would lift me to such heights. I had no idea I could feel this good.”

          “Thank you for sharing it with me.”

          You looked up at him. “You love me. I will share it all with you.”

[hollywoodfamerp]

Hollywood Fame is heading to the most magical place on earth!

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