#Kpopscenarios

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Pairing: Byun Baekhyun x Y/N

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: Eventual Smut, Mean people, Language.

A/N: I'm back baby! I hope you all enjoy the first chapter!!

"Miss Y/N?" A woman says, breaking you out of your concentration of looking at tikok’s. 

Startled, you look up and standing before you is a very pretty, well dressed woman holding files between her petite fingers. "Are you ready for your interview?" She asks. 

Taking a small breath, as you nod your head and smile at the woman. "I'm Ava, and I'll be conducting your interview on Mr. Byun's behalf." She says, walking through the office hallways. It's so plain, the white walls just dying for at least a pop of color, or even a picture of some sort. Ava leads you into a plain white room, nothing in it but the necessary items. Did you really want to work somewhere so boring? You were lost in your thoughts again after answering only a few routine questions. 

"I think you'd be a perfect fit for this job." Ava smiles. You'd only been talking for 15 minutes before she decided. 

"Thank you." You smile. 

"I'd like to offer you the position as the Senior Data Analyst. You'd be working directly under Mr. Byun." She tells you. 

"Sure. Yes, thank you so much." You say. One thing checked off your list. Find a job, find an apartment, and get settled in this new town. Luckily you had an apartment view right after this interview, and considering you were hired on the spot you had an extremely good feeling. 

The apartment sucked, but you took it anyway. You would try your best to make the small studio apartment feel like home, but you weren't quite sure how. You weren't the most stylish, if you really had to describe yourself, you were quite bland. You knew the clothes you wore were a size or two too big, but you had no urge to change yourself. For what, or for who? You had no one in your life to care about, you didn't even care about yourself.

You laid in your bed that night, staring at the popcorn ceiling, as you remembered why you moved here in the first place, and your heart broke all over again. 

**

Slowly and quietly you pressed your ear to the bedroom door at this party. 

"Stop telling Y/N she has a chance with me. Please, it makes me sick to even think about it." You hear Hongjoong laugh loudly. "I can't even listen to her talk for more than 30 seconds at a time. I don't know how you do it. Her voice is so fucking annoying." 

"Right? I swear to go sometimes I feel like my ears are bleeding. And you should see her when she cries. So fucking ugly." You hear Maya giggle. 

"And is it just me or is she fucking dumb? How could she love me for all these years and not realize how repulsed I am by her?" He asks. 

Ouch. 

“I know math isn’t her best subject but Christ, can't she add up all the things you don’t do around her and see you’re not into her, and never will be? I mean, you try to leave the room whenever she enters." Maya laughs. "So there's no chance of you leaving me for her?" 

"You think I'm gonna leave a goddess like you, for that thing? Come on, baby, you should know me better than that. Plus, she doesn't have a set of tits like these." He laughs. 

As quickly as the hurtful words began, they stopped. You weighed your options of what to do but your body still felt too numb to move. 

You stood there, your ear pressed against the door feeling your stomach sink. You wanted to run away but it was like your feet were glued to the floor. 

The floor that made your knees feel weak as you turned the door knob and pushed the door open to see Maya, on top of Hongjoong. 

The music that was once pounding in your ears was now quiet. It was so muffled as you began to only hear your own shallow and fast breaths. You could hear and feel your heart pumping at a pace you were sure was off the charts, while also slowly ripping into tiny pieces. 

You felt like you couldn't breathe as his hands gripped her body. They hadn't heard the door opening. 

The walls were suddenly caving in as he slowly slid his fingers up and down her curves moving over her ass to squeeze it. 

Tears fell from your eyes as you watched him touching her in ways that you had once dreamt about. 

Your face begins to burn in complete embarrassment. The fucking betrayal you felt from someone who said they loved you. Maya was supposed to be your best friend. She was the one who was by your side when you cried, wondering why he didn't love you back. She held you as you sobbed into her lap, she wiped your tears away and always had comforting words for you. She would laugh at his Instagram page with you and acted as if she didn't even like him.

But here she was ripping you apart with him for their own enjoyment.  

**

Tears streamed from your face as you rolled over in your bed. You hated remembering that day. The day you lost your best friend. It hurt so bad and you know you needed to move on but that's always easier said than done.

The next morning you woke up, exhausted and not ready for the day but you had your first day of work. You'd tried to look up Mr. Byun last night, but there were no pictures of him anywhere. You thought that was a little odd, but didn't chalk it up too much. You got ready for the day in record time, putting on your too big skirt, with your too big shirt and oversized blazer. You put your hair up the best you could and avoided all makeup. 

Slowly, you walk into the building, making your way to the 35th floor, where your office was supposed to be. The entire floor was empty when you arrived. Just the way you liked it. You popped in your airpods, started your music and got to work organizing the 5 items on your desk. It took you roughly 3 minutes. You glanced at the clock, 6:55am. You still had 35 minutes until you were technically supposed to start, but it never hurt to get a head start. You worked for a little bit, listening to your favorite songs before you barely noticed a few people entering their cubicles. You mostly ignored them, offering a small nod of acknowledgement before getting back to work. You hadn't noticed anyone walking into the all glass office in front of you, until you felt your heart tug. A feeling you had never once felt before. You looked up and saw the most handsome, stone-cold looking man you'd ever seen. You couldn't take your eyes off of him, it was like you were drawn to him. 

"Handsome, huh?" You hear, breaking you out of your trance. 

"Who? What?" You say, looking up. Standing in front of you is a thin, blonde bombshell with a smile that could make you forget any worry in your life. “Hi. I’m Y/N.” You cough. She was so beautiful, it made you extremely nervous. 

"Hi, I'm Lisa, I work in that cubicle to your left." She says with a smile. “I just wanted to bring these over for approval from you, and introduce myself.” She explains, showing a small pile of papers in her hand. You were listening to her, but you had a hard time keeping yourself engaged in the conversation. Your eyes continued to dart towards the man who took your breath away and Lisa definitely noticed. She let out a small giggle to regain your attention. You swiftly looked back at her, giving her an apologetic smile. 

 "That's Mr. Byun.” She tells you. “Do your work, don’t get in his way and don’t question him and you’ll be just fine.” she tells you. 

“He looks mad.” You say, taking a quick glance at him before looking back to Lisa. 

“That’s just his face I think. He always looks like he’s got a painful stick up his ass." She whispers. 

"Why did you start whispering?" You asked. 

She sets the pile of papers on your desk, looking back towards Mr. Byun's office and looking back at you. "He hears everything." She whispers again, walking out of your office with a smile.  

Your eyes turned over to Mr. Byun, you were having a hard time turning your gaze somewhere else. There was just something about him that was driving you crazy. You watched as he shouted at someone on the phone, the veins in his neck and hands popping out intensely. His dark brown hair flowed perfectly on his head. His suit fit him perfectly, you could see the muscles all over his body. 

Suddenly he slammed the phone down onto the receiver, you were surprised it didn’t break with the amount of force he used. He rubs his eyes before running his fingers through his hair. He looks up, his eyes meeting yours without hesitation. Your heart pulls toward him. You wanted to get out of your seat and slip your tongue into his mouth. You wanted to be near him, holding him and you didn't know why. His eyes are still on yours as he walks out of his office, heading straight for you. Your heart begins to pound as he gets closer to you. 

"Who are you?" He asks, abruptly. You're looking directly in his eyes, you can’t help but almost get lost in them. They’re so dark, like they're filled with pure hatred. 

"Uh, I'm L/N Y/N. I'm your new Senior Data Analyst. " You respond. "Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Byun." 

"We’ll see about that. Get to work Miss. L/N." He says, walking out of your office and back to his. Your eyes meet again as he brings down his shade, his eyes still glued to yours. 

The rest of the day, you couldn't get him off your mind. You had a hell of a time trying to focus on any of your work. You just wanted to see him again. Anytime you let your mind wonder, it went to him immediately. You felt like you loved him but you didn't even know him.

After you had finally finished all your work, it was dark outside. You let out a big, loud yawn as you stretched your body from your desk. You gathered all your belongings and turned the lights out to your office. As you walked by Mr. Byun’s office, you noticed the lights were still on. You peaked in through a small patch of glass that was uncovered from the shade and saw him sitting at his desk with another extremely handsome man, sitting across from him. You knew you shouldn’t have been peaking in, but your curiosity got the better of you. Within seconds, Mr. Byun’s head whipped around, his eye’s shooting daggers towards you. 

You let out a small screech before you quickly take off to the elevator, hoping that either it comes fast or he doesn't come out of his office after you. You get onto the elevator and press the close door button as quickly as you can.

You made it home that night without incident and without Mr. Byun yelling at you for being nosey. You just needed to mind your business and not do that again. 

You dreamt of him that night. His hands gliding over your body, his tongue licking you everywhere, how he tasted, how it felt to have him on top of you. You woke up in a puddle of sweat the next morning. You had so wished it was real. 

The rest of the week went by, and he paid you no attention at all. He didn't even bring up your little snooping issue. Whenever he had a request from you, he sent Ava to ask you. Obviously he couldn’t be bothered to do it himself. You hated that. You wanted to see him again. 

He kept the shades of his glass office down, further avoiding any contact with you. It wasn’t until the next week that you’d finally be able to see him again. Lisa had ever-so apologetically placed a stack of papers on your desk, minutes before 5pm. You weren't one to just leave the papers for the morning, and honestly, you had no one waiting for you at home so why wouldn't you stay late and do them. Around 8pm, you’d finally finished and you were carefully planning Lisa’s murder for the next day. You were exhausted. You grabbed your coat off the back of your chair and rubbed your eyes while you walked towards the elevator. You were so tired you didn’t even look in Mr. Byun’s office as you passed it. You had expected him to have left hours ago anyways. You pressed the down button on the wall and waited silently. It wasn't until a few seconds later you felt someone standing behind you. The doors to the elevator ding, sliding open. You turn around and see him standing there, an unimpressed expression plastered on his face. 

He looks at you and at the open elevator doors, motioning for you to get in. your brain finally clicks and you get on as he follows behind you. You press the button for the first floor and prepare for an uncomfortable and silent ride down 34 floors. Mr.Byun takes a deep breath as he stands next to you, your arms just almost touching. “Why are you here?” he murmurs under his breath. You barely didn’t quite catch what he had said. 

“What was that?” You ask, turning your head to look at him. 

He sighs. Turning towards you, taking a few steps until you're backed into the wall. He places his hand next to your head, leaning himself in closer to you. 

“I said.. Why are you here?” he whispers, his lips so close to yours. “Do you have any fucking idea what youre doing to me?” he asks, breathing heavily. His head moves closer to you, his lips narrowly escaping yours as he places his head onto your neck, inhaling deeply. It was like he couldn't get enough of your smell. Before you could say anything the elevator dings, and he moves away from you as fast as he can, walking out into the lobby, leaving you there wondering what the fuck just happened.

**

Over the next several weeks after that incident, he kept trying his best to ignore you. Everyday. Occasionally you’d catch a glance of him, and the eye contact was so intense you could feel heat running through your entire body. Everyday that you didn’t see him, your heart hurt more and more. You couldn’t explain why but it felt like it was breaking you. You knew it was ridiculous, he was your boss, how could you love him? 

You didn't have an answer to why you did, but you did and you really didn't want to.

After working at your office for a few months, you decided you needed a change. You were tired of looking frumpy and exhausted while everyone around you looked bright and amazing. You needed to reinvent yourself, and spice up your life and you needed to do it now or you wouldn’t do it at all. That weekend you took the plunge. 

You went to the salon first. you got your hair done something that was better suited for you, a new style and new color. You went to the mall, and completely changed your wardrobe from the baggy clothes you were wearing to things you normally would never wear. You bought outfits that actually fit you, and showed off your body instead of hiding it. You bought proper bras and sexy panties. You felt good and different, but a good different. You couldn't wait to showcase the new you. You had never felt so confident in yourself before, and you loved it. 

Monday morning, you strutted into the office, your dress hugging your curves, your hair bouncing as you walked. You could feel all eyes on you as you walked to your office. You had never felt everyone watching you in a good way before and it felt amazing. You placed your jacket on the hook and sat in your chair to get to work. Lisa walked into your office with her mouth hanging wide open. 

“Girl.” She squeals. “You look phenomenal!” She eye’d you up and down, admiring your outfit.

You could feel your cheeks get hot from the compliment. “Thank you.” you laughed. “It feels weird, but good.” you tell her. 

“It should feel all good, girl. You look great.” she smiles. “Also Ava is out today, so i've been instructed to tell you that Mr. Byun needs to see you in his office.” She says, side eyeing his office.  

You try your best to swallow the lump in your throat as you nod your head. You hadn't seen him when you walked in, and you anxiously wondered what he would possibly think of your new look. You stood up, smoothed out your dress before heading towards his office. You stood in front of the door, breathing heavily as you knocked lightly on his door. 

“Come in.” you hear from a gruff voice. 

You turn the handle to his door and walk in and it’s like you can’t breathe. He sits there, his hands in his lap, leaning back in his chair. Fuck he looks so good. 

“You wanted to see me?” you ask. 

“You changed yourself.” he points out. His eyes trail your body up and down as he admires you. 

“Just a few things. What did you need to see me for, Mr. Byun?” you ask. You wanted to get out of there as fast as you could. Your heart was racing, you could feel the sweat covering the palms of your hands. 

“Call me Baekhyun.” he says, getting out of his chair. He walks towards you, almost in slow-motion, like he was gliding towards you. You step back as he gets closer to you. His head reaches out, caressing your face. 

“It’s getting too hard to fight, Y/N.” he whispers, looking deep into your eyes. “I don’t want to want you.” 

“I don’t want to want you either.” You admit. 

“You feel it too? The pull, the urge, the desperation?” he asks. You can’t speak, you can only nod your head. “Then it’s true.. You are my mate.”  

“I'm your what..” you ask. Before he can answer, his door swings open. Baekhyun backs away from you and in walks a brunette bombshell. She was absolutely stunning and you’d never seen her before. 

“Jennie.” Baekhyun says, clearing his throat. “What are you doing here?” he asks. 

“Poor girl looks frightened, Baeky.” she smiles. “I hope you're not scaring your staff too much.” she giggles. 

“Who are y..” you begin before she cuts you off. 

“Oh!” she laughs. “I’m Jennie Kim.” she announces, moving closer to Baekhyun,  wrapping her arm around him. 

“I’m his fiancee.” 

[restlesswritings]

*UNDER CONSTRUCTION*

Restlesswritings KPOP Masterlist

A/N: This is a list of the groups I have or want to write for! Requests are always welcome! Masterlists: JPOP

SEVENTEEN

ATEEZ

NCT

CIX

VAV

BTS

EXO

UPCOMING GROUPS: (Requests open)

STRAY KIDS GOT7 TAN RIIZE (OT7) SHINEE TOMORROW X TOGETHER THE BOYZ MCND

[whatsk-poppinhomies]

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Buzzing, but it was faint, like a distant ringing in your ears that you couldn’t quite place, but if you could try… Like an old lightbulb, one that would explain the light that you could see through closed eyes, a light that illuminated the insides of your eyelids and had you squirming where you lay. 

You couldn’t have been asleep that long, it didn’t feel like more than five minutes since your eyes had shut, but you knew that the sun wouldn’t… it shouldn’t be as bright as the light that seemed to be right overhead. With a bit of reluctance, you opened your eyes, wiping the sleep from them before looking around. 

The room that you were in wasn’t your living room, it wasn’t any room that you had ever seen before in your life. It was bare, it was empty aside from the bed that you had been laying on, and a wooden chair in the corner. The walls were painted a nauseating mustard yellow and the floor was carpeted with an even uglier fuzzy orange rug. It screamed outdated, vintage even, and that in itself sent an unnerving feeling washing through you as you ran to the door on the other side of the room. 

“Good morning, Y/N!” A voice spoke over what you could only assume to be a speaker, although when you looked around the room you couldn’t seem to find anything that the voice would come through. It was a deep voice, but you could hear the amusement in it, something that had you panicking, breathing far too fast and causing you to become lightheaded quickly. “I’m sure that this is confusing for you, so before I bring you out to our guests, how about you take a seat and I’ll explain everything to you.” 

It’s not like you had a choice in the matter, the door that you had been trying to leave through was locked from the other side, and the wood was so thick that any amount of punching or kicking would only result in you getting hurt. “What is this… Where am I?” You asked, looking around the room once more and taking a moment to take it all in, just how strange it was. There were no windows, no pictures, nothing that would indicate that this room had at any point before you been used. 

The sound of the lock being undone had your head whipping back in the direction of the door, and the person that walked in wasn’t someone that you had ever seen before in your life, and the wide smile that he was wearing was in no way comforting, if anything, it was eerie and uncomfortable, and you found yourself scooting further up to bed to try to create a distance between you and the strange man. “No need to be scared.” He said, but his mouth didn’t move the way it should have while saying the words, and his smile never faded or faltered. “You’re on the Dating Game, and we have a crowd of people waiting to meet the new contestant.” 

The Dating Game… Of course… Now it all makes sense. You were simply dreaming, lucid dreaming, about the VHS tape that you had received in the mail. Everything about the tape had been odd, down to the way that you had come about being the owner of it, and that’s why the dream felt so strange. “Alright… Well, I’m gonna wake up now.” You said, laying back down in the bed and closing your eyes, hoping that if you fell asleep in the dream that you’d wake up back in your own apartment, on the couch that you had fallen asleep on. 

A chuckle sounded from the man, and it was robotic, creepy, and you squeezed your eyes tighter just to be sure that you wouldn’t slip up and take a peek at the man that was the embodiment of a nightmare. “You are awake, Y/N. You’re on The Dating Game, and our audience is waiting to meet you. Now…” The bed shifted and you could only assume that the robotic man had taken a seat on the edge of the bed, and the thought of him being so close had you tensing up, but unable to move any further away. “I’m sure you’ve heard of games like this, shows that have gone by the same name. They were fun, but they were all the same, and they were quite boring. The rules of our dating game are slightly different, yet very simple. If you play by the rules, you’ll be able to leave, and I do believe that you’ll be a very happy girl when you go back.” 

Your eyes slowly opened, and you dared to look at the man who was closer than you had thought he would be. His eyes were lifeless, and the smile was like that of a dead man, and the fear that raced through your veins was indescribable and equal to no other fear that you had felt before. “What… What are the rules? How did I get here?” 

Those two questions were asked completely backwards, and you realized a little too late that the answer to your second question wouldn’t be given. “You get to pick the men that you’d like to end up with, but in the end, you can only choose one. You have to go on three dates each, with all five of the men. I don’t think you’d mind all that much.” Your eyes narrowed at the miniscule, vague sounding rules, waiting for more, but the man simply stood up from the bed. “No need to think too hard about who your choices will be… We know everything about you, Y/N… And we do believe that your episodes will be liked very much by our audience and those watching back at home.” 

And with that, he walked out of the room, leaving you even more confused and far more terrified than you had even felt before. Was there even a point in trying to open the door again? What were you supposed to do? You didn’t know where you were, the entire thing felt like a horrid fever dream that you couldn’t get yourself to wake up from. You just wanted to go home, you wanted to be back on your couch with your soap operas playing in the background. You wanted to be anywhere but where you were at right now, but it didn’t seem like that would happen anytime soon. 

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[d0youngread]

I made a visual representation of myself with this portrait maker because I wanted to have my own character like an æ or something

Think of her as my æ? Idk

Listen... Shes a cutie patootie

What do we name her?

[whatsk-poppinhomies]

REBLOGGING AGAIN BECAUSE

1. ITS SO FUCKING GOOD I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!! THE WAY THEY WRITE INNIE IS SO SO AMAZING AND THE SMUT IS JUST *MWAH*!!

2. ITS ALMOST AT 100 NOTES!! IM SO PROUD OF YOU YOORI, YOURE DOING AMAZING AND THIS FIC AND ALL FICS THAT YOU WRITE DESERVE TO BE LOVED AND SEEN BY ALL STAYS ON THIS SITE!

3. IF YOU HAVENT READ THIS YET, PLEASE READ IT! ITS SO FUCKING GOOOOOD!! 💗💗

Do You Still Love Me? / Yang Jeongin

pairing: non idol!yang jeongin x fem reader

word count: 5k (im so sorry)

warnings: angst, fluff, cursing, mentions of break up, lowkey mean!jeongin but not the entire fic, SMUT! dom!yang jeongin, sub!reader, dumbifaction, no verbal consent but everything was fully consensual, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex (do not do that), begging, fingering, being manhandled? (wrists pinned above head, face being grabbed), dacryphilia, crying in general, degradtion, praise, overstimulation, size kink (maybe kinda, just being safe), pet names/names (baby, doll, princess, good girl, darling, my love/love, honey // bitch, slut, whore), orgasm delay?, hickeys/lovebites, marking in general, hair pulling, kissing, showering together??, let me know if i missed any!

A/N: not capitalized properly, but the punctuation and grammar should be correct. PLEASE I REREAD THIS SO MANY TIMES IF THERES AN ERROR IM SORRY? HOW DID I MISS IT?? you can thank tv girl for this fic because the whole inspo was from “her and her friend”. i literally couldn’t stop writing, it felt never ending. may be a bit disorganized, but i tried really hard to make it as fluid as possible. i hope the ending didn’t feel rushed either? i thought i closed it off pretty well. that being said, please give me feedback on what you liked/didnt! i will take it into consideration when writing my next piece! 

likes, reblogs and feedback appreciated! :3 ♡

smut below the cut, don’t press keep reading if you don’t want to see that.

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[ericshoney]

Imagine.... Niki being your twin brother and finding out your being bullied

Y/n's POV

It was another day at this terri- I mean wonderful school. I was sat outside on a bench, eating my lunch quietly, when I hear a witches cackle. I mean the laugh of Ari Song, my bully.

"Hey bitch, aww couldn't find anyone desperate enough to have lunch with you?" She calls in a mocking tone.

"Go away." I mumble.

"What did you say?" She spits.

"Nothing, nothing." I reply.

"Thought so, now we have somewhere much nicer to be."

She walks away with her little followers. I sigh and go to continue my lunch, when my brother and his friends come over.

"Hey little sister." Niki said, ruffling my hair.

"Its two seconds Niki!" I shout.

"I'm still much taller though." He replies, sticking his tongue out.

"Kids." Heeseung mumbles.

"Why are you bothering me? Shouldn't you be chatting up some cheerleaders?" I ask.

"Just coming to check on you." Niki said.

"I'm good." I answer quickly.

"Okay, you coming to watch practise tonight?" I nod at my brothers question.

"Okay then, see you later baby sister!" I shake my head as they run off to cause chaos.

The day carries on quickly and soon the bell rings for the end. I walk out my last class slowly and towards my locker, since the guys have practise and I said I'd watch it.

As I walk towards my locker, I didn't see Ari coming the other way, making us bump into each other. I drop my books as she drops her bag.

"You rat!" She shouts.

"Sorry i-it was an accident." I apologise.

I bend down to pick my books up, when she pushes me over, my back hits the row of lockers with a crash.

"Ow." I mumble, trying to get up, but she pushes her foot onto my chest.

"Your just a dirty little whore. I mean always trying to get into your brother's friends pants. How desperate are you? I bet Niki wishes anyone else was his sister." She growls, pushing her foot harder onto my chest.

Just before I pass out from lack of oxygen, she removes her foot, only to kick me in the face. My head falls back against the locker in pain.

"Come on, try to stand up." She teases.

I groan, moving a bit, for her to only kick me again, she laughs but then I hear a shout.

"What the fuck is going on!"

I look to the side to see Niki at the end of the hall. Ari stands there frozen.

"Get away from my sister!" He shouts.

Ari runs away as Niki comes over, he bends down in front of me, holding my face gently.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asks softly.

"Scared too. S-She threatened to hurt me, but guess that already happened." I answer.

Niki sighs and pulls out his phone. I see him typing away before putting it back in his pocket. He uses a tissue to wipe my face a bit before he pulls me up gently and moves to bend down in front of me.

"What are you doing?" I ask, rubbing my chest slightly.

"Get on my back, we're going home. I texted the others to come too." He answers.

I nod and slowly get on his back. The other arrive quickly as Niki explains what he saw.

"Don't worry, we'll deal with her, Ari Song won't be a problem to you no more." Jay tells me.

I smile a bit and lay my head on my brothers back. I'm just glad he was there to save me.

[etherealyoonghwa]

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[ao3feed-ateez]

Hush Hush

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/MuPs3Yf by kpopscenarios When you met Seonghwa, it was almost love at first sight and you couldn't get enough. But when he leaves for tour you get lonely... little secrets won't hurt anyone, right? Words: 4264, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band), ATEEZ (Band) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, Multi Relationships: Park Seonghwa/Reader, Yang Jeongin | I.N/Reader, Lee Minho | Lee Know/Reader, Han Jisung | Han/Reader Additional Tags: Stray Kids Smut, ATEEZ Ensemble Smut, Lee Minho | Lee Know is Whipped, Mentioned Yang Jeongin | I.N read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/MuPs3Yf

[luvksj]

BIGBANG as Yandere Types

a/n: hewwo! here’s something for bigbang in honour of them having a comeback! like FUCKING FINALLY!!! ahhh i’m so excited for it, i legit cannot wait for it and you best believe i’m gonna be staying up for the MV release, everything else can be damned!

it’ll be weird w/o seungri ngl... and im happy top is free from the evil clutches of YG Entertainment and he can finally do things that makes him happy: which include a debut solo album!!! yes, the lord is blessing us w bigbang content after VIP waited so long bc we had faithed that they would come back one day! anyway, please enjoy this story!

WARNING: strong use of violence, cursing ahead. if you feel uncomfortable with themes of stalkers/stalking, violence, obsession, yandere aus, manipulation, torture etc or mentions of blood, killing, death, torture, kidnapping or anything similar please DO NOT read this story!

t.o.p

- straight up stalker, like no doubt

- he has tabs on you. he knows where you are AT ALL TIMES.

- can be manipulative if needed, resulting in him acting clingy.

- won’t hesistate to kill someone if they are a threat

- you belong to him and that’s that.

- he can be aggressive when needed. especially if you disobey him. 

“do i need to remind you that you belong to me. you are mine, no-one elses.”

t a e y a n g

- 100% aggressive and overprotective

- he controls what you do and says he’s doing ‘out of love’ or it’s for ‘your own good’

- wherever you are, he’s there with you by your side. he don’t care where you are, even if it’s the ladies bathroom, he’s there. 

- he does not trust anyone. he doesn’t even trust you. 

- probably the main reason you don’t have many friends because he either scares them away or kills them... depends.

- you are his. you belong to him and he’ll do whatever it takes to keep it that way.

“baby! i’m doing this because i love you! now please stop arguing.”

g - d r a g o n

- he’s manipulative. fight me on this. and also clingy.

- can sweet talk anyone into doing anything he wants. it’s the reason why he has so many contacts worldwide and... also how he got you. 

- knows where you are AT ALL TIMES. even if he’s not with you. he’s got contacts for a reason ya know?

- enjoys being the centre of your attention. he enjoys doing skinship with you bc you give him the best reactions and just being around you. 

- you belong to him. and if somebody dares try anything, they’re dead. 

- can change from happy to angry real quick if you/someone else piss him off or something doesn’t go his way. 

“y/n! there you are, i’ve been looking for you! let’s cuddle. you’ve been spending too much time with them and i’m lonely.” 

d a e s u n g

- he’s an obsessive stalker, 1000%

- knows every single thing about you and follows you everywhere. and i mean everywhere.

- believes he’s the only one worthy of loving something so precious

- if someone gets too close to you, they’re dead. he won’t hesistate to kill anyone that threatens him. he does not like sharing you.

- the reason your relationships don’t last long. longest they’ve lasted is one week.

- you are his entire world. he dedicates his life to you. without you, there’s no reason to live. 

“only i get to love something so special... so don’t even try it. she belongs to me, i’m the only one worthy of loving her.”

b i g b a n g

things bigbang yandere have in common

- they’re stalkers. they know where you are AT ALL TIMES

- overprotective. they don’t trust anyone... not even you.

- won’t hesistate to kill someone if they pose a threat to them

- you belong to them. no-one else. and that’s that

- enjoys being the centre of your attention. 

- believes everything they’re doing is ‘out of love’ or ‘for your own good’

“you belong to us, y/n. and nothing can change that so stop acting bratty or we’ll have to punish you.”

[bunnie-the-lighthouse]

𝒟𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓉~

Pairing: ATEEZ Jung Woo-Young x Reader

Warnings: It’s A Suggestive My Dudes

Basic Idea: Dinner Time! Woo-Young is cooking and things get hot. Literally. The food on the stove, you know? 

Type: Suggestive & Fluffy

Inspiration: Sleep Deprivation. And from an ASMR I heard lmao (I’m so single I listen to ASMRs, don’t judge me.) 

Note: The ** is meant to show that that’s where the Fluff ends. If you wanna continue reading, it’s up to you. 

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His arms were exposed, veins popping as he held onto the handle, doing an up and down motion with his wrist as his eyes stared down. 

You were bewildered, unsure of what was unfolding in front of you. 

And then bam, he woke you up from your daze.

"Why are you staring at me like that?” Woo-Young chuckled when he caught you looking at him with an intense gaze. Shaking your head to wake yourself up, you giggle shyly and look away. 

“Why did you suddenly decide to cook?” you questioned as he glances back at you for a moment, giving you a look at the soft smile he was wearing. “I’ve been too busy preparing for the comeback that I haven’t had enough time invested on you,” 

“So, since I know that you crave my attention, I bestow upon you a dinner date and my full attention,“ Woo-Young ended while opening the pot’s lid and turning towards you. 

“Come, don’t just stand there, I need someone to taste the flavor,” he ushered as you made your way towards him. He quickly pecked your forehead and grabbed a clean spoon. 

He then scooped some of the soup and placed the spoon in front of your mouth, to let you blow on it by yourself. 

You then took a sip of it and hummed, “It’s so good!~” you chirped happily as you then told him to try it himself. 

But instead, he kissed you sweetly on the lips. 

Shocked, you slightly squeaked, staring at his closed eyes as you felt him smile. When he pulled away he then smacked his lips, “Hmm.. It is good, thanks sweetheart,” he smirks as you felt your cheeks burn up. 

“Jung. Woo. Young!” you screech while hitting him softly on the arm, he laughed at you while attempting to stop you from smacking your fists on his arm. 

“Stop, stop, stop,” he laughed as you then pouted, “Don’t you like my kisses though?” Woo-Young teased as you playfully lifted your right fist up. “Ok, ok, chill,” he chuckled while kissing your forehead softly. 

You then watch him cook, amused at his mastery. And after some time, he puts away everything he was using and leaves the pot to boil. “We still have to wait for the rice to cook, what do you want to do?” he asks as you hug him. 

“I just want a hug,” you said as he hugs you back, cooing at your cuteness. He pats you on the head softly while giving your crown a quick kiss. You then lift your head up to see him. 

He smiles back at you, you couldn’t help but stare in awe at how beautiful and handsome he was. He then closed his eyes and leaned closer to you, kissing you tenderly on the lips.**

You closed your eyes too, kissing him back as you softly clutched onto his shirt. His arms slid down from your waist to your hips, pulling you closer to him. 

Moaning softly in the kiss, Woo-Young pulls away, the two of you panting for air softly, rhythmically. Leaning down again, he trails soft kisses on your neck as you clutch tighter onto his dress shirt. 

“It’s been some time since I’ve kissed you like this.. Held you like this..” he whispered softly, his breath fanning your neck as you shivered at the warmth. 

“Woo..” you whispered out while pulling softly at the apron’s knot. He smirked devilishly, stopping you from untying it by pushing you back onto a counter. He lifts you up while parting your legs to place himself in between them. 

Wrapping your arms around his neck, he arms beside you. You pull him in for a kiss as he gladly responds to. Hungrily, his right hand softly pulls on the shorts that you are wearing. 

He then pulls away while looking at you lovingly, yet lustfully. Your intimates start feeling funny as he licks his lips to wet them. 

As he pulls down your shorts, he uses his left hand to skillfully untie his apron, throwing it onto a chair as he then lowers himself closer to your intimates. Licking your inner thighs with kitten licks as you hold back moans. 

Softly blowing on your sensitive bundle of nerves, you throw your head back and let out what you were originally hiding. You then feel him smirk as he licks your dripping area. Licking his lips again, clean. 

“I think I’d like my dessert, sweetheart… It tastes so intoxicating that I want it now... What would you like? The main course, or dessert? Of course, whatever you want, I shall give it to you. After all, you have all of my attention tonight. What the princess asks for, I shall give.. Because I love you..”

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Hi hi~ Hello~ Sorry I’ve been very, but heavily inactive.

I’ve been very overwhelmed with school and life as a whole so it’s been very hard to find time and motivation to write new scenarios.

But, as always, I will try to bring in new content for you all.

I must say do, I believe I’ll be deleting all of the content I’ve uploaded for Fluffy Tails… I just don’t like how I’ve typed it and I plan on restarting. I hope you all understand TT. You’ll see them disappear little by little throughout the week or month. 

Though, I think instead I’ll be focusing on typing more scenarios and imagines for you guys :D

Have you guys checked out ATEEZ’ comeback? Because it’s so freaking good TT. Seong-Hwa killed it. San killed it. Jong-Ho killed it. Hong-Joong killed it. Woo-Young killed it. Yeo-Sang killed it. Min-Gi killed it. Yun-Ho killed it.

The boys outdid themselves once again TTTTTT it was super refreshing to see Min-Gi once again and I just love Deja-Vu. The song caught me just by its first two notes. That’s how bad Deja-Vu slapped me. Oh my god.

I also want you guys to leave any suggestions :D

I generally have a hard time coming up with ideas because I always try to find stuff that correlates to the guys. I have a mindset that’s a bit too closed and since y’all are very creative I’d like to help you bring your ideas into words :).

Anyways, I hope you guys are doing well. Please stay safe out there and make sure to take breaks and drink water. Keep on listening to the new album and I’ll see you guys whenever I upload something new.

Bye bye for now!

[heeverseblog]

ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ

berry 🍓 | 24 | she/her | filipino

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ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ

fluff | angst | suggestive and smut (for hyung line only)

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ɢʀᴏᴜᴘꜱ

enhypen

txt

treasure

nct dream

&team

[kpop---scenarios]

Good morning!

If you are interested in commissioning a story from me, they are open! I am trying to raise money to go towards my pups vet bill, from when we unfortunately had to put her down a few months ago.

I hope you guys have a wonderful day. Thank you.

[lynn0x1]

Heart and moon

Soulmate!Dongmyeong au.

Summary: meeting someone you’re expected to spend your whole life with is scary, but destiny always finds away.

Genre: Fluff?

Warnings: none

Word count: ~0.6k

a/n: I’m slowly running out of ideas. If anyone has any request feel free ask however i can’t guarantee i will be able to actually finish them since I’m still a student (^-^;) anyway i hope you enjoy!

You laid on your bed tracing the heart and moon on the back of your wrist. Glancing at your phone you checked the time. 2:54 a.m. Your sister, Hyewon, was already asleep. Your mind was filled with all kinds of thoughts. One particular one was about what Heonhee and Hyewon said earlier that day.

Destiny will always find a way

Just then you heard a soft ping come from your phone. You opened up the message. It was Dongmyeong. You had discovered he was your soulmate about a week ago, although he didn’t know you were his. The more you tried to distance yourself from him, you found yourself being drawn towards him. Maybe it was the soulmate connection. However you weren’t sure if you were ready to commit to meeting your soulmate yet.

Dongmyeong: you’re probably asleep so I’m not sure why I’m texting you but if you aren’t. Hi!

His text made a smile form onto your face. You quickly typed out a reply and sent it.

You: hey :)

You: can’t sleep?

Dongmyeong: yeah just a bunch of things on my mind I guess.

Dongmyeong: why are you up?

You: same reason as you

You guys continued to chat for a bit. You felt a warm sensation on your wrist as you typed out this particular text.

You: actually, can we meet up?

Dongmyeong: suddenly?

Dongmyeong: I mean sure

Dongmyeong: at the park?

You: at the park

You: I’ll see you in 10?

Dongmyeong: I’ll meet you there.

You got up from your bed towards your desk. You wrote a quick note in case your sister woke up.

Listening to my heart rather than my head for once

-♡ ☽

You left it on your bed. You quickly grabbed your jacket before sneaking out. Your heart began racing as you made your way to the park. You could see the familiar silhouette waiting for you on the bench.

“Hi!” You snuck up behind him. He jumped in surprise which made you laugh.

“Don’t scare me like that!” He moved aside for you to sit. You sat down next to him looking up at the park around you. It was quiet, obviously, and a cool breeze blew past.

“Actually I want to tell you something.” Dongmyeong spoke up to your surprise. “I think I fell for you.” You blinked back in surprise. The warm feeling from before appeared on your wrist once again. “I know I shouldn’t. I have a soulmate and you have a soulmate. It wouldn’t be fair to any of us if I did. But still I fell for you. I fell for you so hard.” He looked at his lap.

You reached forward and gave him a kiss on the cheek. The sudden touch made him look up at you in surprise. You took his left arm into your own hands. You pulled up his sleeve revealing the heart and moon tattoo you’ve seen your entire life.

“I’d like to listen to my heart tonight.” You pulled up your own sleeve showing Dongmyeong the matching tattoo on your arm. He jumped up in surprise.

“What? No. Why? Oh my god. How?!”

He pulled you into a hug. You could feel your own heart still racing like crazy. Despite your brain going STOP. You just buried yourself deeper into Dongmyeong’s chest.

“I guess it was density all along wasn’t it?” Dongmyeong said softly as he looked at the sky.

You looked up as well realising there was a crescent moon. You looked back at Dongmyeong who was staring at you with heart eyes. Giving a big smile you leaned in to give him a kiss.

“I guess it is.”

[whatsk-poppinhomies]

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It felt like you had been sitting in that chair for hours, faking excitement as you answered all the questions that the guys asked, they themselves pretending to be just as ecstatic as you were to appease the man that was standing in front of all of you. The feeling of dread never vanished, it didn’t matter how long you were there, it didn’t matter that your favorite stars in the whole world were sitting just a few inches away from you. Nothing could make that fear subside, nothing but the safety and familiarity of your own home. 

“Alright Y/N, now… it’s your turn.” The host looked at you, and you gulped loudly, trying not to make direct eye contact with the man, knowing that it would only freak you out more if you actually looked into his eyes. “Which one of these 5 handsome men do you think is more interested in you?” The question was strange, the entire thing in and of itself was absolutely crazy, but you had never heard a question like that asked on a game like this. How the hell were you supposed to know? It didn’t seem like any of them were interested in anything but getting home, just like you. 

“Alright Y/N, now… it’s your turn.” The host looked at you, and you gulped loudly, trying not to make direct eye contact with the man, knowing that it would only freak you out more if you actually looked into his eyes. “Which one of these 5 handsome men do you think is more interested in you?” The question was strange, the entire thing in and of itself was absolutely crazy, but you had never heard a question like that asked on a game like this. How the hell were you supposed to know? It didn’t seem like any of them were interested in anything but getting home, just like you. 

You thought for a few seconds, the prying eyes of not only the man, but the audience behind him had you feeling on edge, you felt rushed, it was like standing in the front of a classroom giving a presentation. If you picked one, you wouldn’t be able to see all of them, and you wanted to make sure they were okay, you wanted to see if they had any kind of information that might be a little bit different from yours. Did they know how they got here? “All of them.” You blurted out, looking out of the corner of your eye at the guys who all leaned forward to get a look at you. 

The audience laughed loudly as the host chuckled into the microphone that he was holding. “Now now, there’s no rush to meet all of them. You’ll get your time with each of them, we gotta get through the process first.” The man joked, taking a step towards your chair, and somehow, for the first time since seeing him, he seemed to have an expression, but it was simply annoyance. “Now… Pick one of the men.” He said a little more sternly, and you hated how close he was to you, how the proximity had your heart racing and your stomach sinking. 

You didn’t have an actual favorite, you loved them all just the same, but Yeonjun had seemed the most pissed off, and you didn’t want him to think for another second that this was somehow your masterplan. “I’ll uh… I’ll pick… Yeonjun?” You whispered, and the man took a step back, even the small amount of distance allowing you to take a deep breath and slightly relax. 

The man’s hands clapped together as he motioned to Yeonjun, a large spotlight coming down on him. “Our lucky date number 1, everyone!” He exclaimed, and the crowd once again cheered. The entire thing was just uncomfortable, everything about it was eerie. “You two can meet backstage while I lead the other 4 back to their rooms.” 

Yeonjun jumped up from his chair, immediately defensive of the guys who sat next to him, but even with his muscles and the amount that he worked out, it was no challenge for the robotic man and simply pushed him aside to motion for the others to follow him. “Where are you taking them? What are you doing?!” Yeonjun shouted, but the man didn’t listen, he didn’t offer up any explanation, and your heart sank into the pit of your stomach watching the men look so helpless as they followed after the man. 

You feared for them too, you didn’t know exactly what kind of game this was, you didn’t know what would happen to the other guys if you didn’t pick them. All you wanted to know was that they were safe, and Yeonjun wanted the same information, but the both of you were left in the dark, left confused and terrified on the sound stage. “Yeonjun and Y/N can come backstage now.” A voice spoke over the speakers that were somewhere in the room, but the last thing you wanted to do was go hunting for them. 

The both of you started walking towards the exit doors on the other side of the stage, and as you did, the overhead lights were shut off, paired with the clicking of a lightswitch each time an area went dark. That in itself was creepy, but the worst part was that you had never watched any of the audience members leave, but when you spared one look behind you, they were all gone, the seats that they had once been sitting in were shrouded by darkness. 

“Alright, talk.” Yeonjun snapped once the both of you were in the hallway just outside of the stage room. “What is this place? Where the hell are the guys at?!” God, you wished you could give him answers, you wished you could take him to the guys and all 6 of you could get the hell out of there, but you were just as baffled and lost as he was. 

“I don’t know.” You hissed, trying to keep your voice low out of fear that you were still being watched or listened to. “I fell asleep… And I woke up here…” Your eyes darted around the hall to make sure no one was coming, or more likely in this type of place, watching you guys. “I got… This weird tape in the mail and-” 

His hand came up to stop you, his eyes narrowed as he seemed to study your face. “You got the tape too?” You nodded your head in agreement, watching as his face went from confusion, to understanding, and then right back to confusion once again. “I thought it was some weird nostalgic marketing tactic for a new tv show…” He muttered, and you shook your head. 

“It’s weird, this whole place is just… weird. I was locked in a room for… I don’t even know how long. It’s like… there’s no time… time doesn’t exist here.” You rambled, not even realizing that your voice had been rising in volume until Yeonjun hushed you, his finger coming down on your lips as he glared at you. “Sorry…” You muttered once he had pulled his finger away, your eyes lowering to the ground. 

“We have to be quiet… They’re watching us…” He murmured, and it was like being in a horror movie except you didn’t know who the killer was or even if there was a killer at all. It was just scary because of the unknown. “It would have been impossible for anyone to get all five of us at the same time… One of us would have woken up…” He mused, his eyes flicking back and forth as if he were trying to scan his brain for some sort of explanation for all of this, but he was coming up short. “We have to find a way out…” 

“Does your room have windows?” You asked, and he blinked a few times, slightly thrown by your question, but he seemed to be in deep thought for a moment before his head slowly shook. “Mine doesn’t either… I don’t… I don’t know where we are, or what this place is… But I’m scared… I’m so scared…” You sniffled softly and he seemed even more confused about what to do, his hands twitching as if he wanted to comfort you, but he didn’t know how, so he simply shushed you, trying to give you a small smile although you knew it was forced, at least he was trying. 

“Don’t… Don’t cry… It’s gonna be okay. I’m sure… I’m sure that if we don’t find a way out of here ourselves… The whole world will be looking for us.” He gave two thumbs up as if to try to reassure you, but you knew that what he meant was that the entire world would be looking for him and the other guys. No one would really care if you were there or not, you’d simply just be found alongside them. “Let’s just try to… do what they tell us to… And we’ll be fine… We’ll be alright.” 

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[kokobutterqueen]

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[bbeomiebby]

I’ve got your back

this is a drabble requested by @diandraxd​ (I’m sorry for being late :( )

Boyfriend! Jackson x reader 

genre: kinda angsty with a loot of fluff 

word count: 853

A/N: This is my first ever drabble and I hope you like it because I had sooo much fun writing it♥ 

It was a  normal Friday afternoon. You walked in your apartment after a hectic day in college,the desire of just plopping in the couch and not getting up till Monday morning, getting stronger as every second passed. You had just failed a really important exam because your prof decided that you were out of context, just because he could.. You were beyond pissed and disappointed.  The moment you reached the couch, you gently left your phone on the table in front of it and laid down, not knowing what to feel or how to react. Suddenly your phone lit up and your ringtone echoed in the room. You sat up taking the phone in your hands and taking a look at the screen. It was your boyfriend, Jackson.   You have both been too busy to meet up the past week so he'd come over to your place to hang out after a looong week tonight. You picked up the phone trying to seem as calm and excited as possible. 

"Heyyy" you said already failing, your frustration taking the best of you, clearly audible in your voice. 

"Hey babe, I'm on my way! Are you okay?" He asked his tone changing after realising your own unusual one.  A sigh escaped your lips knowing that you won't be able to hide anymore. It’s not that you didn’t want to see him, you loved him and you missed him incredibly much. You just felt like it’d be better to stay alone tonight.  

 "I just- I had a pretty tiring day today... So I am not in the best mood, we can cancel if-" 

 "No cancelling! Get ready and we'll go out! I'm on my way." He cut you off and hung up immediately, not letting you object or even answer to his sudden offer. 

Since you were already dressed you decided to just wait on Jackson and maybe change his mind about going out. You took chance of the minutes until he arrived to take a look at your social media, since it hadn’t come up to do so till now. That’s how 10 minutes passed without noticing and that’s when you heard your doorbell rang. You tossed your phone on the couch beside you and stood up to open the door, already knowing who’s behind it. 

The moment you opened it you were greeted by a smiley Jackson holding a box of your favourite chocolate. 

“Hello milady” he bowed and extended his hand handing you the box.  “These are for you, it’s part of the cure to earn your beautiful smile back.” he said still bowing. It took you a while to take the chocolate so he looked up at you at some point to see your reaction. You really didn’t seem well, even if Jackson’s super short play, did make you chuckle a bit. 

“Thank you kind sir.” You answered and opened the door completely for him to come in. 

Seconds after he came in and the door had closed, he wrapped his arms around you, softly carressing your hair as as he pressed his lips on the top of your head. Your hands found immediately their place around his own waist. You had missed this. You had missed him. His hug felt like home and you weren’t ready to just let go. You were thankful he came after all because he knew exactly what to do to make your mood rise again. When he tried to pulled away, you pulled him back and both of you smiled, your gazes finally meeting for the first time since he arrived. 

“Are you ready? I know the perfect place for you to let it aaall out.” He asked softly and placed a stray strand of your hair behind your ear. 

You opened your mouth to talk or actually deny but then you thought again, it wouldn’t mind where you’d be as long as you were with him. 

“Yes I am let’s go.” You smiled finally pulling away to take your handbag and phone.  “Where are we going?” You asked as you were locking the door following closely behind him to the street, making your way to his car. 

“It’s a surprise.” He winked playfully and smiled back at you. 

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After some time he parked his car at the parking lot of an amusement park and by now it was dark enough for its lights to shine brightly in the sky. You had told Jackson about a specific amusement park that you used to visit every Sunday with your family. It was your happy place. But after you grew up, your life got too hectic for it. 

You hopped of the car alread forgetting about anything that was bothering you. Jackson took your hand and pulled you straight in the park. You admired the scenery almost ecstatic.

“Do you like my surprise?” He asked as his eyes were admiring you. 

“Yes I do. Thank you for bringing me here” you looked back at him and smiled.

He hugged you tightly bringing his lips closer to yours for a soft peck. 

“Don’t worry, I’ve got your back”