#a song for you ღ

[starwonb1n]

a song for you ღ

— having to dorm with the university's crush was not expected but some might say bound to happen. ✧

music major!wonbin × fashion major!femalereader

featuring — aespa karina, nct mark, haechan & jisung and the whole of riize

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masterlist ★

INTROS

baddest of baddies 💋 ,, TALK SAXY 🗣️‼️

CHAPTERS

01 ,, snu to ncit

02 ,, jwi :3

tba

notifying !! [ open ] @seunghancore @saranghoeforanton @nujeskz @snowyseungs @started-with-f-ends-with-uck

@molensworld @wonychu @taroddori @miyawwn @brideslit

@gyehyeonist @woonagi-lemon @binoyu @hyukarina

@nicholasluvbot @p-d1ddy @haowonbins @wiggledingle

@brachioswrld @sinsgaybutthatsokay @i03jae @fae-renjun

[foxballad]

Someone give me a plot based on arcane s2 e7 plssssss

[skidrowflorist]

△ do you think Orin actually cares about you?

it's invasive questions o'clock! ask and audrey will rate their discomfort and answer them

"...Seven outta ten. It's—" She purses her lips, the fingers of one hand worrying at the back of the other. The way the question is asked hurts — as if it's obvious he doesn't, as if it's obvious Audrey isn't worth caring about. It sparks a reflexive need to defend her relationship. "It's complicated. He likes me, sure. Why else would he make me his girl? And I matter to him, 'cause I know he'd be mad if I left him. But does he care about me? ... I think he cares about me like somebody cares about a thing, not another person. He cares if I'm there, not if I'm happy." Her voice grows quieter and quieter as the murmurs a small refrain of comfort, something she's told herself over and over again to make Orin's behavior hurt less. "I think that's the only way he knows how to care. It's how he is. And if that's all he has, and it's what he gives me, then he loves me as much as he can. Some people just love wrong..."

[krupnick]

The songbird is enveloped in an embrace that can’t be described as anything more than warm & protective. Some fans of hers had gotten a little too comfortable upon spotting the star out and about, and Robin had stepped in with a vengeance.

The point was certainly got; the pestering men with their phones trying to get a little too close and personal to the toon found themselves justly interrupted by the sweeping archeologist, a wide berth suddenly given to the couple. How "coincidental" it was that cameras were suddenly tucked away and the pestering fans started ducking out with great haste, shrunken into themselves with a chill frozen down their spines.

Robin’s appearance alone was a deterrent, but the fact she made an effort to show just who she was with put that final nail in the coffin.

Meanwhile, Jessica had melted like butter into Robin's frame, hands crowning the spy's hips and head coming to nestle right underneath her chin. It was second nature to ignore the clog of the crowd, but it was a blessing when they were sent running for the hills with little to no effort on her part. Peace blossomed in the atmosphere with privacy well returned - no more flash photography and unwanted commentary, just the two lovers on their outing. Grateful, Jessica pressed a tender kiss to her wife's jaw, then one to her neck.

"Mon héroïne," The songstress cooed within the robin's earshot, warm and thick as honey. "my hero. Whatever can I do to reward you for saving the day?"

[pagetreader]

He was hesitant in words but deliberate with every tender touch as he laid his heart bare for her, only making her more sure of her choice. As he caressed her brow, she took one of his hands in her own, grazing her lips against his fingers and planting gentle kisses on each knuckle before meeting his gaze.

"I might be a well-read French socialite, mon cher, but I am in no way a woman who has taken many a lover to her bed," She tugged lightly and playfully at the cravat around his neck, "I want you to be my first, and last. You could never be a disappointment to me."

His declaration of devotion ignited such pure joy within her chest that she began to daintily jump up and down in excitement with a cheerful laugh before throwing her arms around him, lips colliding as if it were to seal their pact. There were rough trials and tribulations ahead of them, for there was no telling how long the war would last and what the outcome would be, but Lorraine intended to make tonight count for something.

For just one small moment in the grand span of time and space, Lorraine Duplantier and Benjamin Tallmadge loved each other deeply.

Heart alight in her eyes, she took him by the hand and led him back up the garden pathway. The house was dimmed as its main occupants settled their chambers for the evening and the servants cleaned the remaining spoils of supper. Swiftly and silently, the blonde led her soldier up the stairs, skipping over the one step that was notorious for creaking and urging him to do the same.

When they finally reached her room, she took one last peak around the corridor before closing the doors as quietly as possible. Now that they were alone here, however, Lorraine suddenly found herself uncertain of how to proceed. After all, she hadn't ever initiated such physical intimacy before. She'd been taught what to expect of course, but never the procedure leading up to the fact.

There had been some perusing of smutty literature in the past, a trend that was all the captivating rage back home, but she'd never been able to browse for long, as her mother forbade that sort of 'repulsive drivel' in her home, so she could hardly remember much of what the illustrations had portrayed, much less than what it read.

Then she met his eyes again, so crystal blue that she felt weakened by their startling vividness, her cheeks flushing a soft shade of pink as she carefully stepped closer.

"I must confess that I suddenly feel rather diffident, an emotion I am quite unfamiliar with and can assure you I do not care for."

She paused, wondering if she was talking too much, "However, I also find that it has done little to diminish my certainty in this decision."

Lorraine moved forward again until the fabric of their garments made contact, her stomach somersaulting, "As you are the gentleman in this newfound relationship, I suppose you should take the lead from here."

She hated how formal she was making it sound like they were hashing out an impersonal contractual agreement in court, but this feeling of shyness was as equally new to her as it was irritating.

"Unless you prefer I do...?"

Lorraine's hand came to his cheek, recapturing his attentions. Wide-eyed and with his heart in his throat, Ben watched her regard him within the moonlight, her touch sweet and featherlight as she spoke words he'd never before thought possible.

The idea of him not desiring her and being forced into her arms was absurd, and with a soft, self-conscious little laugh, he ducked his chin and looked down at the ground, shifting with growing embarrassment. "No, no, I want to, I just...I-I've never..." Drawing a breath, the heat in his cheeks worsened. It was wrong of him to assume. Perhaps she wasn't referring to intimacy, and instead, merely yearned for a bit of respite -- to fall asleep in one another's arms and dream that they were husband and wife.

"I am entirely yours."

Lifting his head again, Ben cupped her cheeks and pressed a fond, lingering kiss to her brow. "And I am yours," he promised, his breath shakily warming her skin. "There is nowhere I'd rather be, but..." He hesitated as before, nuzzling at her brow. "I do not wish to be a disappointment to you. Surely, a woman as remarkable as yourself has led a life filled with admirers, and I only...I-I have not had that. I am not worldly in the arena of love."

Tomorrow is not promised to us...

Throat growing tight, Ben offered a small, jerky nod and drew back to regard her. "You're right," he agreed, his voice small. "We are never guaranteed anything in this life...and to leave you behind would be my greatest regret." Eyes shining, he stroked his thumb along the slope of her cheek. "I will go wherever you go -- I am entirely yours to command."

For you alone, I will be weak.

[tapakah0]

"You will always be our little brother" "Oh sensei, teach your wisdom how to make pizza out of thin air?" "Your nerve cells are breaking down, Mikey. Try to do this as little as possible…" Song: ღ♬【Memory/His theme~Music Box】♬ღ

[uyuuma]

“ MATTE BLACK ”

satoru gojo x fem!reader ღ MDNI.

❥ summary. your boyfriend, satoru gojo, is driving you home from a long day out. you decide to repay him for the fun date, while he's fuckin' driving. (damn girl, can't wait till you get home first?)

❥ warnings. nsfw, female anatomy, praise kink, using pet names, oral (male receiving), deepthroating, hairpulling, this is all while he drives btw, etc.

❥ a/n. mb guys ik it's been a few months but i'm having horrible writers block. i have a bunch of drafts atm. wrote this cos i may or may not have done this irl >:) also this is bc im still coping with ch 261 in jjk

❥ wc. 3k

"Are you sleepy, baby?" A voice asked softly, ripping you from the dream-like state you were under. You blinked rapidly, little droplets forming on the corners of your sleepy eyes. A quiet yawn escaped your lips as you stretched in your plush seat. You turn your head to look over at Gojo, as he lovingly glances at your sleepy form in his passenger seat. Your lashes drooped as your mind slowly regained consciousness, rubbing your eyes to wake yourself up from your groggy condition. Gojo let out a chuckle as his eyes stayed glued to the road ahead. "Sorry baby, didn't mean to wake you from your precious slumber." he apologized, his faint smile being illuminated from the bright red lights on the dashboard. "S'okay baby, didn't mean to fall asleep anyway." you muttered, another yawn threatening to escape your throat. You looked ahead at the road, it was a straight freeway that stretched out for miles on end. It was already dark out, hardly any lighting besides the bright headlights of his car. It was slightly mesmerizing to you, seeing the surrounding environment race by in a blur. You could tell you were still quite a ways from home, you were in a very rural area. No cars, buildings, or signs of civilization have passed by since you woke up. "Poor baby, we had such a long day together. You should nap some more, it'll be a while till we get home, 'kay?" Gojo rested his large hand on your thigh, giving it a light, reassuring squeeze. He moved his hand so that he could cup your cheek, trying to further coax you into going back to sleep. You giggled, shrugging your left shoulder so that you could lean into his palm. "I'm fine, Satoru... I'm not that sleepy." You kissed his hand and leaned back into the chair, peering out the windshield to see the sparkling stars in the night sky. As he withdrew his hand to change gears, you moved yours to fiddle with the radio. Gojo always gives you aux because you are his pretty princess that he loves to spoil. He didn't mind whatever songs you chose to play, even if your playlists were an incoherent mess. You tapped on the screen, skipping a couple of songs before landing on the one you wanted.

You grinned, satisfied with the choice. Gojo also seemed pleased by your choice as he gently bobbed his head to the beat. He shifted gears again then rested his hand on your thigh once more. A gesture which was normally so innocent and comforting had your head spinning. You weren't sure what had suddenly caused you to feel so worked up, but it certainly caused you to become more alert. You bounced your other leg in anticipation, sorting through your options. You want Gojo now. In fact, you were down bad for him all day, but since you two were enjoying the day together you brushed it off. But now it's different, now you have privacy. Now you were cooped up in his Dodge Challenger, home still miles away. Come to think of it, his car was definitely one of his prized possessions as he always took amazing care of it. The interior was always so clean, the matte black seats and dashboard almost disappeared into the night. It smelled faintly of his cologne and the 'black ice' tree car freshener that hung from his rearview mirror. The masculine blend of scents added to the growing arousal pooling in your tummy, as if his car was full of pheromones. But even if it wasn't the way he cared for his car or the hypnotic aroma that danced around your senses, just the way he drove enchanted you. He drove with such confidence, only needing one hand on the wheel. The way his veins would pop out of his pale hand when he would switch gears. His long legs shifted somewhat to hit the gas or clutch. It was as if your boyfriend mastered the art of driving. It was the true reason you made him drive most of the time, Gojo believing it to be because you weren't as confident in driving. Nope, the true reason was that you were too enamored with being his little passenger princess to ever dare getting into the driver's seat again. Realizing that you were full on ogling Gojo as he drove, you shifted your observant eyes to take in his handsome face. He was focused on the road, his right hand now holding the wheel. His left arm rested against the car door, propping up his tired head on his fist. His body language was fatigued and you understood that he too, was drowsy. Your lips tugged into a frown, growing empathy and guilt in your body. You wanted to find a way to keep your boyfriend awake, while also repaying him for spoiling you all day.

That was when your gaze settled on his crotch, a little idea popping into your head. You knew exactly how to spoil him back and you weren't waiting till you guys got home to do it.

"Satoru..." you muttered, a lilt to your soft voice. You rest your hand on his thigh this time, fingers stroking the rough wrinkles in his dark jeans.

"Yes, princess?" He asked curiously, his thigh twitching from your little touches.

"Want to repay you for today." you hummed, your head leaning onto the edge of your seat. You batted your lashes at him innocently, not sure if he could see from the dark interior.

Per his immaculate eyesight however, he saw how you put on an innocent act. He cocked his head in confusion, a small laugh leaving his lips. "Baby, you don't owe me anything. Don't be silly." he assured you.

You pout, puffing your cheeks out in annoyance. Of course he wouldn't let you pay back monetarily... however that's not what you meant.

"Not like that..." you mewled. You guided your hand down to his crotch, fingers caressing the fabric that separated you from his cock. You smirked, feeling how his dick stirred underneath his jeans. Seems like he wanted you too.

He sucked air in through his teeth, a sharp hiss escaping his lips. "Naughty girl..." he muttered, his gaze remained fixed to the freeway.

"I'll happily take you as payment then." He chuckled, moving his left hand to grip onto the steering wheel. His now free hand met yours as he pressed your palm harder against his length. He groaned, letting himself enjoy your touch for a little longer. Once he grew impatient he began to unbuckle his belt with right hand, left hand still steering the wheel. He undid his belt and moved the strap of his seatbelt so that it was resting against his abs. He followed suit with unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans. The sounds of the clanking belt buckle and zipper sent shivers down your spine and a familiar warmth to your cunt.

He skillfully hooked his thumb into the waistband and bucked his hips up to lower his jeans. He pulled his pants and boxers down just enough to free his cock. It was half hard but even in its softer state it was big.

In an instant your hand gathered his length, giving it a few pumps to get him to 100%. He let out a low groan, his grip tightening on the steering wheel's leather.

You lazily slid your palm along his cock, enjoying the feeling of him growing inside of your grip. You knew you were efficient at your job when his cock became too much for just one hand to hold. His blushing tip started to gush with precum. He twitched in your grasp as you wiped the sticky fluid with your thumb.

Your mind became so dizzy and cloudy, watching how his abs flexed and body shuddered from any small movement you made. You admired the fluffy white happy trail that lead down his pelvis. It all was too much for you to handle any longer.

You could feel your slutty little mouth salivate, hungry to finally shove him into any hole you could fit him into.

To be completely fair, it was a difficult task to fit him anywhere. His dick was just so long. You always bruised the back of your throat whenever you sucked him off, but it's so worth it.

You finally shuffled in your chair, moving your hips so that the seatbelt that constricted your lap was now beneath your shins. You sat up, the only thing keeping you safely tied to your seat was the chest strap.

Gojo's ears perked, hearing how your movements caused the belt to zip in extension to your body. The chest strap slid down your upper body and nestled itself between your stomach and pelvis.

You were lucky that the center console was low, it gave you perfect access to his lap. You leaned over it, your head lowering over his throbbing cockhead. He let out a sigh in relief as your lips finally touched his aching cock. You teased him a bit, giving his leaky tip a few kisses before sticking your tongue out. Your tongue licked a fat strip up his warm shaft, earning you a muffled groan from Gojo. You grinned, looking down at how your spit glistened on his skin as if admiring your work.

Gojo grunted, feeling how the cold air pricked at the saliva you left behind. He felt himself lose his patience, his grip on the wheel tightening. His right hand felt around, trying to keep his gaze attached to the street. Once he felt your hair, he lovingly stroked your head, a small chuckle leaving his throat.

"Princess... you're testing my patience." He croons in a gentle, yet warning manner. His fingers intertwined with your hair so that he could give it a tug.

You gasped, feeling the slight sting in your scalp from his commanding yank on your locks. Averting your gaze from his lap to look up at him, you could make out his strong features even in the darkness. His sharp jawline and the way his mouth contorted in a cocky grin made your mind run wild. You decide to comply with his warning, knowing your delicate throat wasn't prepared to take his relentless pace yet.

You roll out your tongue and open wide, slowly taking his length into your mouth. His breath hitched feeling how your tongue glided against his skin, how you hollowed out your cheeks and clenched around him so heavenly.

"Good fucking girl..." he sighed, dragging out the syllables in bliss. His fingers slipped from your hair, so that he could gently rest it atop your crown. His hand only ever left your head when he had to switch gears.

You immersed yourself into the act, bobbing your head up and down to build a delicious rhythm that you knew Gojo couldn't resist. You could hear his breathing became labored, even with your eyes closed you could imagine how his built chest heaved underneath that tight black shirt.

Gojo's attempts to concentrate on his driving and the road ahead became extremely challenging as he felt his girlfriend's throat swallow him up so well. He desperately wanted to throw his head back, for his long white lashes to flutter shut as he let you take over. However, it wasn't exactly an option at this point in time so he controlled his urges for the time being.

You were fully occupied with dragging your tongue tantalizingly against his length, not caring about how much saliva had started to pool on his pelvis. It felt so lewd to swallow him up while he drove you home, knowing how much restraint he had to use to make sure he didn't run the car off the road. The thrill and danger of it all made you moan messily into his slick skin, inhibitions already out the window.

Feeling your mouth reverberate as you moaned, sent his eyes to dart to the back of his head. Although, it was momentary as he remembered he was supposed to be driving. He forced his body to keep the involuntary movements to a minimum, trying to hone all of his energy into heavy breathing and moans.

Gojo was normally never this vocal, but right now he was pouring all of his bliss into sounds. His grunts only fueled your resolve to take him deeper and deeper... until...

'GLUK!' You choked as his tip prodded past the back of your tongue. Your lungs burned as you held back a cough, mentally cursing yourself for forgetting how lengthy your boyfriend is. You went to remove him from your mouth to gasp for air when your neck felt resistance, stopping you in your tracks. "Mmph!" A muffled cry escaped your mouth as Gojo held your head in place.

"Shhhshhh... doin' so well for me baby. C'mon, practice breathing through your nose like I showed you." Your white-haired boyfriend preened, his hand unwavering as he held down your head.

You were definitely going to give him shit for this when you got home, but in this instance you were cock drunk enough to let this slide. In fact, your body gave into his touch almost immediately, your neck no longer fought against his push. You could feel his cock reach the deepest parts of your throat, a place that you had always struggled to let him into.

Your lungs ached and burned from a lack of oxygen, so you took note of his words as started to breathe through your nose. As you blew air out your nose, it tickled the white hairs that decorated Gojo's pelvis.

Gojo was so proud of how well you were taking his dick down your throat, he could feel his orgasm building quickly. His knuckles were turning white from the incredible grip that he held on the steering wheel. If you could see it, you would undoubtedly drool from the sight of his veins popping out along his knuckles.

He could no longer help how his hips thrusted lightly into your face or how his foot dangerously pushed down on the gas pedal harder and harder. Just the way you were struggling to take him made his head spin in ecstasy. His eyes darted between the road and your pretty little head going down on him, biting down on his lip as he felt himself near the edge.

Before he knew it, he checked the speedometer and his eyes widened in shock.

"Oh shit!" He whisper-shouted, his hand flying out of your hair and onto the shifter. He let off the gas, hit the clutch, and switched gears as he slowed down the car in a huff.

"Fuck princess... makin' me go a hundred here." He chuckled, slight panic still left in his voice. The panic very soon melted away as you sucked in your cheeks and moved your head at a mind-numbing pace.

"Christ..." He huffed as your throat molded to the slight curve of his cock, your muffled moans and hums made him swear he could see god at this very moment. You became so absorbed in his praises that you didn't feel at all panicked that he almost went 120 mph while your face was nestled in his lap. In fact, that only excited you further.

"Fuck baby... m'almost there!" He whimpered, not daring to change the pressure on the gas pedal any further. He held down your head, cock twitching as he prepared to fill you with his load.

You groaned, feeling how he definitely bruised the back of your throat with that last push, your nose pressing into his skin as he gave one last buck.

"Fuck, m'cumming so hard!" Gojo grunted as his muscles tensed up. You suddenly felt the warm sensation of his hot seed spurting down your throat. You swallowed to the best of your ability, the thick fluid causing your esophagus to feel dry. Gojo let out a few more groans and grunts, before his hand let go of your head.

Your head shot up, gasping for air as you recovered from the brutal throat-fucking you just received. Your hands gently held your neck as you came down from your own high.

Gojo's breathing was still heavy as he composed himself behind the wheel. He chuckled, pulling his pants back up since the warmth of your mouth was lost. He glanced down at you every-so-often to make sure you were recovering okay.

"You did such a good job, baby." Gojo praised, his hand coming down to stroke your hair again.

"Throat is sore 'cause of you." You rasped, a slight scowl on your face as you came to your senses. Although you were pouting, you still made sure to help him zip up his pants and buckle his belt.

"I know, I know... I may have gone overboard a bit." He nervously laughed, his fingers pinching your cheek to tease you.

You sat up, hissing from the pain in your ribs from bending over the center console for so long. You must've been too wrapped up in the act to realize how uncomfortable the position was.

You readjusted yourself in his matte black seat, properly buckling yourself to the chair as to not violate the law (as if you weren't doing so a few minutes ago). You fixed up your hair and swallowed thickly, your throat definitely needed some water eventually.

"You were such a good girl f'me though. How about we get you an ice cold slushy and some cough drops to soothe your hard-working throat?" Gojo recommended, his hand resting on your thigh once more.

Your face instantly went from a pout to an excited grin. "Yes, please! Can I pick which gas station, though?" You asked, fingers already tapping the gps to find the closest preferred rest stop.

"Of course, anything for my princess." Gojo responded, being unable to hide the sappy tone in his voice.

Gojo did however hide a smirk though, knowing he was definitely inspired to do more lewd activities in his car again.

This was only the beginning for him and his beloved passenger princess.

[kpopflowerfield]

pretty boy | smg

ღ pairing: stoner frat boy! mingi x afab! reader

ღ word count: 4.9k

ღ genre: heavy smut, mingi opens up his hard shell, very loose college au

ღ warnings: description of drinking & drug use, cursing, making out, dry humping, mingi gives praise, dom! mingi, unprotected sex, rough sex

ღ rating: mdni!

ღ networks: @illusionnet @cromernet @k-vanity @k-library

ღ authors note: ty to @lovetaroandtaemin for beta reading!

ღ summary: Mingi’s always felt like he’s on top of the world. Great friends. Great weed. Great looks, which brings great sex. That was until he met you, someone who actually made him open up the hard shell he had.

↠ check out the rest of the tracklist here! ↞

You sat in the living room of your go-to frat house, Delta Pi. It became a routine for you and your friends to go. You always teased Eumji that she just missed Choi Jongho. They weren’t a couple by any means, but every time you went, they ended up cuddling together. Maybe it was just the alcohol that made them think they had some connection.

The same could be said about Minjoo, but her connection was with Choi San. He was friendly but definitely a playboy; it was hard to find him without a girl following him. You didn’t have much of a connection with anyone at the frat. Sometimes, your eyes would shift to look at Song Mingi. You knew nothing about him other than the fact that he was consistently high and ridiculously attractive.

You heard a giggle from Minjoo and looked over at her. “Go talk to him,” She looked at you as you shook your head quickly. “Who?” San questioned. “No one,” You looked at him quickly. He was the last person you would want in your business. “Mingi,” Eumji chimed in. You couldn’t help but facepalm. “Thanks, guys,” You groaned.

Jongho laughed a bit. “Really? Mingi?” He sounded surprised as your cheeks flushed. “I’ve never talked to him; it’s just a thing where he’s nice to look at.” You sound shameful as you talked about him. “Hey Mingi!” San called out to him as your eyes widened. “I’m sure he’s busy; you have a full house tonight,” You looked at San, a bit of panic in your eyes.

He shrugged, his arm draped over Minjoo’s shoulder. You stared at the ground in front of you. You never wanted to interact with him. He was just a piece of eye candy for you to savor at these parties. You heard the noise of hands being clapped together and the strong smell of weed. Mingi actually came over here.

You felt your heart racing, and your brain was turning over, trying to think of possible ways to have a conversation. “Hey, it’s Y/N, right?” Mingi stood over where you were sitting on the floor. You turned to look up at him and nodded slightly. God, he was tall. He squatted down and looked at you. “Do you smoke?” He fixed his hair as he asked you.

Jongho tried to hold back laughter at his question. You shrugged and looked at Mingi, “occasionally.” You weren’t trying to stare, but you couldn’t help yourself. He was even more beautiful up close. “Want to get a drink?” He offered, standing back up. “Sure,” you nodded.

He put his hand out for you to take, and you did. You carefully made your way through people until you got to the kitchen. “Sorry if San and Jongho were giving you a hard time,” he smiled at you as he poured you a drink. “Oh, it’s okay. I’m used to them,” you smiled back and took a sip of what he handed you.

“Here,” he smiled and handed you a pre-roll. “You can smoke it here if you want or save it for another time.” You nodded as you looked at it. “Thanks,” you looked at him, trying to hide your confused look.

“Y/N!” Your headshot in the direction of your friend calling out your name. You pushed through people to see what was going on. Your anxiety rose as you could only think that something terrible happened to her. You stopped in your tracks as you saw Eumji with her tongue almost shoved down Jongho’s throat, and there was Minjoo.

Just lounging in San’s arms with a bright, innocent smile. “Good, you’re both here,” She sat up slightly. You looked over your shoulder to see that Mingi had followed you to the cry of your name. “What’s the problem?” You questioned as she smiled. “Let’s play truth or dare,” Eumji, San, and Jongho supported her idea, which didn’t surprise you.

“Okay,” Mingi shrugged before taking a seat in a chair next to the couch. You sat on the floor across from him. “Oh, we need a bottle!” Minjoo looked around as San picked up his beer from earlier, which he hadn’t finished. He finished it and then smiled. “Here you are,” he put it in the center of the circle you were sitting in.

Eumji quickly spun it, watching it land on San. “Truth or dare?” She grinned. “Dare,” he said after thinking for a moment. She leaned over to whisper with Jongho. “Alright, San, your dare is to drink a small cup with a bit of each liquor.” He nodded and watched as Minjoo ran off to get his cup. She smiled as she handed it to him. “Bottoms up,” Mingi teased.

San threw his head back, drinking it without hesitation. He groaned in disgust and spun the bottle. “Alright, Eumji. Truth or dare?” She tapped her chin, making her decision. “Truth,” she nodded. San chuckled to himself. “What is your body count?” You watched her cheeks flush at his bold question. “Two,” she nodded, her voice full of confidence as he nodded. Only you could see San and Jongho give each other a look. Jongho must’ve been curious but didn’t want to be the one to ask the question.

Eumji spun the bottle. You watched it carefully. Dread filled you as you watched it slow down, the neck of the bottle pointing directly at you. Minjoo squealed. “Truth or dare?” Eumji looked smug as she asked you. “Dare,” You nodded. “Let me ask!” Minjoo raised her hand, shaking it in the air as Eumji nodded. Minjoo grinned after getting the permission and looked over at you. “I dare you to make out with Mingi,”

Your face started to go pale within a few moments. Your eyes raised just enough to look at him. He looked over at you, patting his lap. You got up carefully, walking over to him. He sat up from his overly relaxed position. You carefully climbed onto his lap, both of your knees digging into the furniture as you didn’t want to sit on him entirely.

His hand wrapped around you to hold the small of your back, pulling you down until your ass met his thighs. Your body heated up from his touch as you moved to meet his lips, which quickly latched onto yours. His hand traveled to your ass for a quick second, squeezing gently. You gasped quietly, just loud enough for him to hear, as his tongue moved into your mouth. Your tongue began to dance with his. He couldn’t help but hum in satisfaction with you.

He bit your bottom lip, pulling gently before you moved away from him. Your cheeks were flushed, and he sat there smiling up at you as if he didn’t just kiss you like that. You cleared your throat as you sat down on the couch next to him. You looked over at Eumji as she spun the bottle for you. “Jongho!” She cheered. “Truth or dare?”

You couldn’t focus on the game anymore. Every time you shut your eyes, you could feel his hands as if they were ghosting on your skin. His rosy, plump lips on yours. You pressed your lips together, trying to get those thoughts out of your mind. “Y/N?” You looked over at Minjoo. “Truth,” You subconsciously answered. “We stopped playing,” Minjoo looked at you concerned as you nodded, looking around to see everyone just casually talking.

“Are you okay?” She couldn’t help but question as you nodded, fixing your hair. “I’m just going to get a drink,” You walked out to the kitchen, pouring yourself a drink. “Y/N?” You heard that deep velvet voice and looked over at him. “Oh, Hey,” You felt so awkward as you spoke, taking a sip of your drink after. “I can’t stop thinking about it,” He looked at you, reading your expression as you nodded.

“Me either,” You confessed. “Want to come up to my room?” He looked down at you. Your heart rate increased at his offer. “Sure,” You looked at him and followed. You walked carefully up the creaking stairs and down the hall. He opened the door to his room. You couldn’t help but look around. He must’ve had the best room the place had to offer. It was a quick assumption just seeing the big bay window that faced the backyard but you felt like you were right.

“I pay most of the rent,” he laughed a bit as you nodded, you didn’t say much but it did feel nice getting the satisfaction of being right. “That makes sense,” your eyes shifted over to him as he stood there. He was looking at you, too. The room was dim, only lit up by the moonlight creeping through the window. He walked closer to you.

The tension between you was becoming more tense as you stood there looking at each other. His hand firmly held your side as he leaned down, his lips finally meeting yours. Your lips started to weave with his as you held onto his arms. He pulled you close to him, not letting you go as he lifted you. Your breath hitched, not expecting to be airborne, as he took you to his bed.

You looked at him as he moved away from your lips. A look of ‘why did you pull away’ in your eyes as he leaned back down, crashing his lips into yours. His touch was so simple, yet it made your stomach do backflips. His tongue moving with yours was making you go mad. You wanted more of him now that you’ve had a taste. You couldn’t stop yourself as you pushed his shirt up. He didn’t hesitate as he pulled it off and tossed it to the other side of the room.

He watched as you pulled your shirt off and pulled him closer to the bed so you could straddle him. You held his shoulders as you kissed him again, moaning softly as you could feel his length hardening underneath you. He held your hips as his lips traveled down your neck, nipping at parts of your collarbone. You couldn’t help but start grinding on his length.

He groaned, leading your hips against the thick fleece material of his pants. “You’re fucking huge,” You whispered in his ear as he smirked. Leaving open mouth kisses on your neck. “Fuck me,” You moved, so he had to look at you. A serious look on your eyes as you stared into his. You loved foreplay but fuck; it was becoming agonizing. You just wanted him to ram you.

He raised an eyebrow hearing you say that. Even if you were barely acquaintances, he didn’t see you as the type to mutter those words. “Yeah?” He chuckled, holding your hips on his lap. “Strip for me,” He rasped in your ear. You climbed off of him quickly, stripping yourself of your clothes. The ache between your thighs was growing stronger as you waited for him to strip.

He sat on the bed, using his hands to hold his body up as he leaned back. He bit his bottom lip, looking you up and down. “You’re so hot,” He looked at you. Your cheeks flushed. “It’s your turn,” You looked at him, gesturing to his pants, which he still had on. He nodded and stood up. Your eyes were glued to him, watching as he stripped himself of his clothes.

Your eyes widened as you saw his huge cock standing tall in front of your eyes. You looked up at him, watching as he sat down, laying back on his pillows. “Come here,” He put his hand out to you as the other began stroking his dick. You walked over, and he had you straddle him once again.

You looked at him as he held your hips. Your nerves were on fire as you sank down. Moaning at just the feeling of his thick head entering you. He groaned softly, feeling your walls stretch out to fit his girth inside. “Fuck! Mingi!” You cursed as you slowly moved down more. “You're so fucking wet,” He hissed. Your legs were already shaking at your body being adjusted to him.

His hands moved, gripping your ass. “You okay?” He checked in as he studied your face, which was a mixture of pain and pleasure from the pressure he was creating inside of you. You nodded in response as he smirked. “Good,” He held your ass and moved his hips carefully. With each light jerk, he was filling you more and more. “‘s so tight,” He groaned.

Your body moved to lay flush with his as he held your hips for him to buck his hips up into yours. You could only moan out in response to each hard thrust into your dripping wet cunt. Both of your breathing grow heavier and heavier with each movement. “So fucking good,” You cried out. His hands moved quickly to cover your mouth. “Shhh, I’m going to have to stop if you’re too loud. Still a party downstairs,” He looked at you, waiting to continue snapping his hips back into yours.

You nodded slowly. He moved his hand off your mouth slowly. “Get off, I want to fuck you differently,” He whispered. You nodded as he quickly moved you. Carefully pushing his hands on your shoulders, making an arch for him. “God, your pussy is perfect,” He groaned, smacking your hole with his head lightly. Your breath hitched as he quickly stuffed his cock back inside of you.

He kept an unrelenting tempo as his room filled with the sounds of skin slapping and your muffled sobs. “Mingi,” You whined as he smacked your ass. “I’m gonna come,” You cried out, uncovering your mouth as he kept his pace. Holding your hips tightly, “Me too. Where do you want me to come?” He groaned. “W-wherever,” You stuttered as your walls clenched against his cock.

“Fuck,” He growled as you whimpered, that wave of pleasure coming to rush over. “J-jus’ like that,” You whined as he kept going. Listening to your cries of pleasure as you came. He pulled out quickly. Emptying himself on your back as you panted. He reached over to his nightstand and grabbed tissues. “Are you okay?” He questioned as he wiped your back off. You nodded against his sheets as he threw out the tissues.

“I’m sorry if it was too much,” he lightheartedly laughed. “Not at all,” you shook your head quickly. You heard the flick of a lighter, and that earthy smell filled the room as you sat up. “Want some?” He looked over at you. You nodded and took the pre-roll he was handing to you. You took a hit and then passed it back.

“Can I ask you something?” Mingi spoke up, and you nodded. “What’s your very first memory?” He took another hit as you furrowed your brows. “I don’t know. Maybe a family vacation?” You shrugged, thinking. You looked over at him, lying down next to him. “What’s yours?” You questioned, taking the joint out of his hand to get a second hit.

He thought about it, squinting his eyes as if he were trying to see the memory. “Maybe one of the times I was at my Grandma’s house. I loved going to her house when I was a kid,” He nodded as you handed him his joint back. You heard a knock on the door and jumped, covering yourself with the covers quickly. Mingi carefully pulled the covers over his lap. “What?” He called out.

“Just letting you know everyone is leaving, and you’re on clean-up duty this time,” San spoke through the door as Mingi hummed in response. You looked over at him as he stood up to grab his clothes. You did the same and dressed yourself. “I can help,” You looked over at him. “With what?” He questioned as he walked to the door. “With cleaning up,” You smiled at him, and he shook his head. “Nope,” He tapped your nose gently.

That simple action made your heart flutter as he walked out his door. “I want you to get home safe, okay?” He looked at you as you carefully walked behind him. “Are you sure?” You questioned as he nodded quickly. “Do you have a jacket?” He looked at your small crop top with concerned eyes as you shook your head. “I’ll be okay,” You smiled at him. “Nope,” He ran over to the closet and came back with one of his hoodies. “Take this. I’m sure I’ll see you again.”

You held it and saw him watching, waiting for you to put it on. You pulled the hoodie over and smiled softly. “Okay, get home safely,” He walked you to the door and watched as you left. You sighed happily to yourself as you held your hands in the pocket.

You tried to push out the scenes that played in your head from that night. Even just walking to class, those filthy thoughts filled your mind. The way he felt, how he held you and kissed you. It was all so surreal to you. You tried to keep your hopes low for now. It could easily just be a simple hookup and nothing more. You fixed your hair as you saw Mingi walking by with a few friends. You smiled softly, not knowing if he would respond to you.

“Hey!” Mingi smiled brightly at you as you continued on your way. “Wait, Y/N,” He caught up and held your arm gently. “Hey, Mingi,” You smiled at him, adjusting the bag on your shoulders. “I was wondering,” He scratched the back of his head as he looked at the ground. “Can I get your number?” He looked up at you. Your cheeks flushed as you nodded. “Yeah, of course,” You quickly responded as he pulled out his phone and handed it to you.

He watched as you typed and smiled softly. “Is that my hoodie?” he questioned. You handed his phone back and looked at him, flustered. “Sorry, I meant to give it back.” You got ready to drop your bag on the ground. “Here,” you started to pull it up, but he stopped you. “Keep it. You look really cute.” He smiled and put his phone away.

Your cheeks heated up from his compliment. “Thank you,” you looked at him, avoiding eye contact. I’m gonna be late for class, but I’ll see you around. I’ll text you, okay?” He smiled as he started to walk away backward so he could face you. “Okay,” you smiled back at him, fixing your hair from the wind as you watched him walk towards his class.

You made it to your class and sat down, pulling your laptop out of your bag and setting it up. You stared at the screen as you waited for your professor to show up. You looked at your phone.

[Unknown] Hey, cutie ;)

You laughed to yourself, knowing the message was from Mingi.

Y/N: Hey ;)

You smiled at your cheeky response and put your phone off the side as your professor started. You tried to ignore the buzz from your phone as your professor droned on and on. You looked away from your lesson and opened your phone.

Mingi: You should come over whenever you’d like. By the way, I know you said you come over for the parties, but if you ever just want to come by and just hang out as the two of us, you’re welcome

You smiled at his message as you saw that class had ended.

Y/N: Anytime, huh?

You tried to tease him a bit, but you were more than happy to walk over to his place whenever. You texted on and off through the days until you made your way over to his on your own. You knocked on the door lightly. You could hear the steps from the stairs and Mingi's rich, deep voice as he called out to his roommates before the door opened.

“Hey,” He smiled at you. You smiled back, studying his features. Seeing his wet, messy hair and just wearing some sweatpants. “Come with me,” He moved as he let you in. You followed him upstairs to his room and smiled. “How’s class been for you?” He reached into his nightstand and pulled out a small case before pulling out a joint to light.

“Good,” You nodded as he handed you the joint you were eyeing. It wasn’t that you wanted it, but you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. “No weird questions today?” You looked at him, expecting some question you’d have to think about that he could come up with to ask you.

He shook his head and smiled. “Not yet,” He teased as you smiled. “You’re adorable,” You looked at him, hoping your compliment was taken lightly. “Adorable?” He raised an eyebrow as you nodded. “I’ve gotten a bunch of stuff, but never adorable,” He laughed softly. “Well, you’re adorable. Especially when you smile,” You said matter-of-factly. He nodded at you. “Well, thank you for being the first,” He laughed.

You smiled at him and hit the joint. He smiled as he watched the smoke leave your lips. “Let me look at questions,” you smiled, then looked them up. He stretched his arms out as he watched you. “How would your friends describe you?” You asked and looked at him. “High,” he laughed and shrugged. That’s it?” You looked surprised at his answer as he nodded.

“Alright,” You huffed, then thought. “How would you describe yourself?” You crossed your legs as you sat on his bed facing him. “Probably the same.” He shrugged. “Oh, come on, you gotta have more than that,” You whined. “Not really,” he laughed at you. You pouted at his short response. “How would you describe me then?” He questioned you. You blushed softly and looked out the window.

“Tall, deep voice, adorable.” You paused as you thought of more. “I don’t know. I also think you’re kind, but I also have to get to know you more,” You looked over at him as he smiled softly. “Nailed it,” He stood up. You watched him carefully, worrying maybe that you somehow offended him. “If I’m wrong, you have to tell me,” You looked at him as he sat in his window bay. “You’re right,” He nodded, and you sighed at his response.

“I also feel like you ask questions that you actually want to answer, but no one asks you. You’ve gotten used to that, so you closed yourself off in a way, giving short answers if you are being asked a question.” You spoke gently, almost in a whisper, as he looked over at you. He didn’t say anything, but you felt as if you were right with your self-analysis of him.

“Alright, Fine.” He looked over at you lying on your stomach. The sunset hits your face at just the right angle. “I’m someone who likes the sunsets and warmer weather; I like being around people that I’m comfortable with or I can talk to. I love sleeping and daydreaming. I’m someone who loves to take care of others but loves to be taken care of, too.” He shrugged.

He wasn’t making it that big of a deal, but it was the first time in a few years that he opened up. The last people he talked freely with were San, Jongho, and his childhood friend Yunho. He didn't think it would matter to you what he said as he looked out the window again. “Thank you,” you smiled softly. Each word was being saved in your brain as he spoke. He wasn’t just eye candy anymore.

He was someone you actually wanted to get to know about. You wouldn’t say it out loud, but thank God for your friends daring you to make out with him. “Thank you?” He questioned as you nodded. “Yup, you opened up. Even if it’s a tiny bit, it means a lot to me. So, thank you,” You grinned at him as he smiled back. “Only for you,” His flirty tone made your stomach flutter.

You got up and walked over to him. He smiled down at you before taking you into his embrace. “I know you can come over whenever now, but I still better see you at parties,” He held you close. “Aye, aye, captain,” You laughed against his chest. He pulled away and smiled down at you. “Thank god for that dumbass dare,” He laughed.

You flushed, as his thoughts were the same as yours. You didn’t want to pour your heart out to him, but you were becoming so thankful for him coming into your life. You kept telling yourself it was too soon for you to think that way. You had just met and started hanging out with one another, but something about him just made you feel at ease.

It wasn’t something either of you could put into words as Mingi realized he felt the same way. You listened to him the few times he’s had the chance to talk after you’ve pushed him too. With each time you hung out, he started to speak his mind more freely and answered from the bottom of his heart. He even slowly stopped getting as high.

It was something he did as a comfort to not have to speak what he was feeling, but he didn’t need that when he was with you. He just wanted you to be by his side. Even if it was through a phone, he knew you’d always answer and speak freely to him. Spilling your secrets to each other and being with one another so much, it was almost like you lived at the frat house.

San and Jongho would love to tease you, but they don’t mind having you around for one bit. They used it to their advantage to get to know more about Eumji and Minjoo. It made you realize you judged them too quickly when they asked you about their favorite things and what they liked to eat. Of course, they would still turn it into a conversation about whether you and Mingi were together.

You both kept brushing it off, since you didn’t see why labels kept coming up. After just a few months, you were best friends, and labels weren’t needed. Yes, you slept over and got food with him, went bowling, and even tried studying together, even though it didn’t work out. You both got too distracted talking about the random things that came into your mind. You both saw each other as friends and were simply grateful to have each other in your lives. Nothing more.

“Yah, Choi San!” You whined as he opened Mingi’s bedroom door, where you were lying in just one of Mingi’s shirts. San chuckled at your reaction as Mingi yelled out. “Get out, perv!” He huffed, and you couldn’t help but laugh. “Jeez, guys, I was just letting you know that actual people are coming over in a bit. We got a lot going on tonight,” San shut the door behind him as he walked out.

“That’s not my problem,” Mingi shrugged and looked over at you. God, you were so perfect to him. Just the way you were lying on your side facing him and talking about everything. “No party for you tonight?” You questioned as he shook his head. “I’m not really up for it.” He ruffled his hair before looking back at you. “Are you?” He questioned as you shook your head. “I’m too comfy to move,” You sighed happily as you laid on your back.

“Can I be honest with you, Y/N?” Mingi looked at you as you nodded quickly. “Always.” He cleared his throat a bit as you cuddled up to him, placing your head on him so you could still see him as he spoke. “I’ve been afraid of saying something to someone,” He sounded shy as he spoke, his arm wrapped around you like second nature. “Saying what?” You couldn’t help but question. “Listen, I know we’ve been telling everyone we’re friends and nothing more, but I have to be honest with you. I promised you I would be,” He traced circles in your back as he spoke.

“I really think I have feelings for you, for something much farther than just a friendship or a friends-with-benefits situation. I really do like you, Y/N. I’ve just been so afraid to say it because I don’t want to make you run away if you don’t feel the same,” He rubbed his face with the hand that wasn’t around you. “Mingi,” You shifted to get a better look at him. “I think I feel the same. I didn’t want to say anything either because I couldn’t tell if I was making our situation something much more than what it was,” You laughed quietly.

“I mean, it just makes sense for the two of us, y’know?” He smiled down at you. “We’ve seen every part of each other, we know each other's secrets and desires, and we could easily finish each other’s sentences if we had to. Plus, you look really cute in my clothes,” He chuckled as you blushed at him. “So kiss me then, the first time as a couple,” You couldn’t help but sound giddy as you moved, and he followed. Placing a gentle peck on your lips. “You’re so perfect, and now you’re mine,” He cooed as he placed his forehead on yours.

[blkkizzat]

☠︎︎ THRILLING GHOULS & SMOOTH CRIMINALS ☠︎︎

Halloween is my fav holiday and Horror is my fav movie genre so how could I not participate in a SPOOKY KINKTOBER!

update 9/15/24: im going to finish this list this year! just revamped the masterlist.

All inspired by my favorite horror villains!

song inspo: Thriller & Smooth Criminal cw: Blood play might be heavy in a few of these. Dubcon or Noncon in most of these but the reader will enjoy/consent by the end. Death but only of minor/NPC no name characters(ie, your fuckass bf, bitchy chem professor, next door neighbor, mailman, etc) and manipulation. schedule: gojo > geto > sukuna > nanami tag: will tag works #☾﹒✖☠𝘬𝘪𝘻𝘻𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘳

❝Girl, I can thrill you more than any Ghoul would ever dare try!❞

FreddyKruger!Sukuna

Kink Tags: Teratophilia, Size Difference, Virgin, Chasity Synopsis: Teens in town have been dying in their sleep from horrible dreams. Hard up virgin Y/N won't take sleeping pills to stop dreaming because she only gets relief in her wet dreams. What will happen when Sukuna (true form) enters them? wc: ?

Sadako!Geto

Kink Tags: Voyerism, Squirting, Overstimulation Synopsis: Camgirl!Reader hasn't been able to make herself squirt yet and is teased by her chat. She buys a new toy and downloads a random porn an anon user sent her "guaranteed to make you squirt" but is it just a normal porn? Or is there something more sinister on it? wc: ?

Werewolf!Toji

[Part 1 ღ Part 2] Kink Tags: Breeding, Dacryphilia, Aphrodisiac  Synopsis: Catching him in a lie, you suspect your boyfriend Toji is cheating on you. Where does he keep disappearing to once a month that keeps him away for often days at a time. You're fed up. You've made up your mind this time to follow him but are you ready for what you discover? wc: 10.4k

❝You've been fucked struck by a Smooth Criminal!❞

Ghostface!Choso

[Part 1 ღ Part 2] Kink Tags: Clothed Male/Naked Female, Thigh Riding, Knife Play Synopsis: The university campus is being terrorized by a copycat Ghostface killer. As a popular sorority girl with a dumb jock bf, you are a prime choice to be his next victim especially given how he can't stop thinking about you. But you're no ordinary Sorority Girl bimbo, now are you? wc: 15.4k

Hannibal!Nanami

Kink Tags: Olfactophilia, Body Worship, Menophilia Synopsis: You're immensely grateful for your kind, empathetic and open-minded (not to mention very handsome) psychiatrist Nanami who has gotten you through some very rough patches in your life. However when you show up at his home office for unannounced session and discover him preparing dinner, are you whats next on the menu? wc: ?

InvisibleMan!Gojo

Kink Tags: Mirror Sex, Frottage, Stalker Synopsis: Fed up with his antics and him ignoring you, you breakup with your tech genius boyfriend Gojo. It's been a month and you've started to move on with your life but odd occurrences have been happening around you and you have the feeling you are being watched 24/7. You need a vacay and your friend Shoko offers up her lake cabin. Will you be safe there? Or will whoever is watching you have you right where they want you? wc: ?

BONUS: Free for all section of general Halloween themes if I finish all the rest or need to do a quick drabble to cure writer's block.

*OUT NOW* mlist: That's Not My JJK Man! - teaser

Incubus!Geto - coming soon

The Hills Have Eyes Choso P1 *new*

Why you can’t watch scary movies with JJK men - Drabble, 2k words

Trick or Treat Anthology or Halloween Fluff with JJK Men - Fic 10k

JJK Men Slutty Halloween Costumes - Ask thirst

©blkkizzat 2024. do not steal works or gfx, do not translate.

[giselleloversclub]

RIIZE SMAU REC

OSAKI SHOTARO

MAKE A WISH @a3r3n

Y/n loves her best friends, but if there's one thing she would change about them, it is the way they constantly prank her. They think she's too shy and diligent, and that she can have some fun at least through their jokes. But what if one of their pranks leads her to message an unknown number, and they grow close without even knowing who they are?

shotaro x fem reader

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SONG EUNSEOK

SO I MARRIED MY ANTI-FAN @nyuoqi

congratulations! you have been invited to korea's #1 romance reality show 'We Got Married' where you will be living with your co-star like a married couple. but what will you do when you find out that your husband is actually your anti-fan?

song eunseok x fem!reader

COLLAB WITH YOU @onlyhyunjin

You’ve always had eyes for Song Eunseok since his debut. He has consistently caught your attention, but you believe he’s never noticed you in that way. Determined to change that, an opportunity arises when the two of you are offered a collab together.

idol!eunseok x idol f!reader

FAVORITE ONE @seokvrtual

you’ve confessed to eunseok a total of two times: once in eighth grade and once in eleventh. both times ended in rejection—something you’re not exactly proud of. now, as you begin a new chapter of life with university starting, you can’t help but feel like the universe is playing a cruel joke as you keep orbiting around the same guy who turned you down twice.

fem! reader x eunseok

BASICS @lwtqts

y/n is low-key a loner at her college and her dearest friend tells her to hang out with his friend, what happens when she entangles herself with him ?

student!eunseok x fem!reader

BOY NEXT DOOR @ywnzn

in which yn keeps texting a random number life updates, that turns out to be the boy next door.

song eunseok x fem!reader.

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JUNG SUNGCHAN

BEHIND THE SCREEN @melobin

in which sungchan discovers his favorite camgirl also happens to be his roommate.

camgirl reader x roommate sungchan

! smut / mdni !

TEN THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU <3 @x0llaz

Lee Sohee is tasked with finding someone to date Shin YN, in order to date the girl he has a crush on. When in doubt, he calls upon Jung Sungchan. If anyone was crazy enough to ask her out, it would be him.

Sungchan x fem!reader

HYDRANGEA LOVE @ywnzn

yn, model & owner of a well-known perfume brand, releases a new series inspired by a heartbreak she went through. completely unaware that the new rising model who was chosen to promote the series is the same person who caused the heartbreak itself, park wonbin.

ex!park wonbin x fem!reader x jung sungchan

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PARK WONBIN

ღ infrunami @nyanbin

after unwittingly moving in with three boys who go to the same university as you, you learn to become accustomed to the unpredictable dynamics of living with them, alongside the typical troubles that come with being a college student. out of everything, though, your biggeset conundrum seemed to be figuring out where you stand with park wonbin.

park wonbin / fem!reader

CUP OF LOVE @wonbuni

park wonbin’s parents had quite literally the last straw and cut him off. he now had to find a job all while juggling college. why did no one tell him that his long life crush worked at his new job?

nonidol!wonbin x fem!reader

YO WHAT? @xzinbdg

ʏ/ɴ ᴍᴏᴠᴇꜱ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ɴᴇᴡ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛᴀᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪꜱ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴡᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴜᴘ ʙʏ ʟᴏᴜᴅ ᴀꜱꜱ ɢᴜɪᴛᴀʀ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴅᴏᴏʀ.

ʙᴀɴᴅ ɢᴜɪᴛᴀʀɪꜱᴛ!ᴡᴏɴʙɪɴ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

STUPID CUPID @gyumibear

after your latest forum fails miserably, you’re almost out of an extracurricular! that is, until a mysterious account going by the name “cupid” brings you just the thing you need to fix your reputation: park wonbin, radio show host and your longtime crush. with the help of cupid, wonbin suddenly falls head over heels in love with you! you’d expect for this to be a good thing right? but no! everyone’s starting to notice how strange wonbin’s acting and now it’s up to you to figure out how and if you can get wonbin back to normal before anyone finds out what you’ve done. especially because “cupid” has disappeared… stupid cupid.

campus crush!park wonbin x journalist!reader

LOVE ON THE RADIO @luvbinnies

Keeho a famous influencer wants to make his radio talk show view ratings sky rocket. So what does he do, he invites two of his kpop idol friends from school to join to do a segment with him. But he had no idea the two used to rivals back in their school days. He also had no idea them bickering for half an hour would absolutely blow up and cause fans to start shipping them.

What does he do with that? He convinces (begs) them to become permanent hosts on the show and to continue to flirt (bicker) with each other. What can go wrong?

idol!wonbin x gn!idol!reader

BOOM BOOM BASS @4doras

park wonbin x fem reader

DANCING WITH YOU @hittoki

y/n plays the violin in a prestigious youth orchestra. wonbin is a struggling artist who works for his family's music store. when y/n's bow snaps during a rigorous day of practice, she searches high and low for her favorite brand but cannot find it anywhere. she settles for the local music shop and, low and behold, they sell it. wonbin needs a girlfriend and when y/n unintentionally interrupts his argument with his parents, he takes the opportunity.

fake dating!au

HYDRANGEA LOVE @ywnzn

yn, model & owner of a well-known perfume brand, releases a new series inspired by a heartbreak she went through. completely unaware that the new rising model who was chosen to promote the series is the same person who caused the heartbreak itself, park wonbin.

ex!park wonbin x fem!reader x jung sungchan

RECONNECTING OUR LOVE @euseol

after being forced to break up because of the public, jung yn just can’t seem to let park wonbin go.

idol! park wonbin x model! jung yn

ONE CALL AWAY @100203s

childhood best friends, yn and wonbin, shared dreams and a passion for pursuing track together. wonbin suddenly moves away one day without notice, leaving YN with unspoken feelings. it isn't until YN finds herself in the debut lineup for HYBE's new girl group that the two cross paths again.

childhood best friends to lovers

idol!wonbin x trainee/idol!yn

་༘࿐ೢִֶACADEMIC COMEBACK: ⸻⸻

⸻HOW TO PASS SCHOOL IN TWO WEEKS @seosracha

you and wonbin were academic rivals: competing to get the worst grades possible. but with graduation around the corner you have to combine your 4 braincells in order to pass.

wonbin x fem!reader

personal fav

HEAL MY HEART @enhaas

after a tragic breakup, yn struggled to love herself again and believed true love just wasn’t a thing. park wonbin, a popular classmate, has been secretly admiring her for so long. after finding out what yn is going through, he is desperate to see her happy again…hopefully with him.

popular! wonbin x fem! reader

BETWEEN THE LINES @bbina

from what started as a simple arrangement to hide your feelings for a certain someone by getting into in a fake relationship soon turns into a tangled mess. in which some things are hard to tell when you can’t read between the lines

park wonbin x reader

YOUR BIGGEST FAN @jaetyun

since your brother formed a band with his friends in high school, you've had a massive crush on the aloof and reserved wonbin. him never paying you mind never bothered you until they became famous, and now you have to share him with every other fangirl. now that they're on tour, it's the perfect opportunity to make wonbin realize he doesn't want to share you either.

rockstar!wonbin x fem!reader

MAGNETIC @heyarei

 it’s not easy having a crush on the most popular guy in school. For starters, almost everyone had a crush on wonbin and you’ve already established the fact that you'll never get a chance with him, as you were no special from the others in your school... or at least that’s what you believed

popular!wonbin x fem!reader

CRAZY STUPID LOVE @lostgirlinthewoods

lee y/n, a competitive swimming athlete, just wants to finish her degree as a scholar. no drama. no distractions. and certainly, no romance. park wonbin, a music prod student and the siren’s guitarist, just wants to make music. no crazy fangirls in line to date him. no insane dms from random people declaring their love for him. and certainly, no dating. imagine the shock on y/n’s face when she received a message from her brother, anton, asking “since when did you and wonbin started dating?”

guitarist!park wonbin x athlete!fem!reader

ALONE TOGETHER @bbina

taking comfort in the thought that you are together in aloneness through late night talks, heartfelt confessions, and a genuine connection. with your shared experience of recent heartbreaks, you wonder if getting together would be all worth it. in which you find solace in each other's company, that you are alone together.

college!au, fluff, angst

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HONG SEUNGHAN

FEELS LIKE A THRILLER! ᯓᡣ𐭩 @hangup119

pining after hong seunghan has always felt like an unachievable reality; however, just a few months into your first year of college, it seems that the gods have finally listened to your prayers when news breaks out that your long-time crush is single once again

non-idol!seunghan + fem!reader

HE’S THE ONE 4 ME! @grlscrushing

you’re brothers best friend is definitely the one for you

hong seunghan x f!reader

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LEE SOHEE

CLOUD 9 @wonhes

after years of constant pining after his best friend’s sister, yn finally takes notice of sohee and sohee swears he’s on cloud 9. or in other words, loser sohee finally gets the girl.

(uncountable) (idiomatic) often in the phrase on cloud nine: a state of bliss, elation or happiness.

sohee x f!reader

･:*:｡･:*:･ﾟ ready player two ･:*:｡･:*:･ﾟ @wonbin-truther

sohee was a well known streamer, having grown his fanbase over covid with the game minecraft and slowly branched into other games along with sponsorships and modeling offers. he was also well known for being your number one twitter fanboy, never missing one of your posts even if fashion wasn't his greatest interest. what happens when a modeling gig brings him face to face with you?

streamer! sohee x fashion influencer! yn

APT @01zfan

sohee attends a music conservatory abroad in amesterdam. he remembers you from a night filled with drinking games that ended with you two on a couch. months later, you two finally confess on halloween night. before sohee can find out where to you are the call drops. now he's on a mission to find you before the night ends!

sohee x reader

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LEE ANTON

DIRTY LITTLE SECRET @prodbyton

living with your older brother had its perks, including easy access to his hot best friend

REWIND @rikianton

anton had to give up on his fat crush on you after you left for america halfway through high school. 4 years later, he’s in a happy relationship and he’s ready to start his 2nd year at seoul national university. little does he know, you’ve finally moved back to korea.

college student! anton x old crush! reader

USED TO THIS @myung-jaes

anton and yn are literally the epitome of childhood best friends, knowing each other from practically the day they were born with their parents being best friends upon their shared move from korea to the states. throughout the years, they’ve gone through their share of memories, rebounds, and earthquakes. despite this, they could never beat the “falling for your best friend” curse, even as they were separated with yn's move back to korea, it only worsening as anton followed in her steps. though rather than embracing their feelings, the two, with all their stubbornness, choose to bury it down, waiting for the day it all blows up.

anton x fem!reader

JOIN GAME ? @hangup119

not everyone is good at playing obby’s on roblox, and you’re no exception to this rule: after a particularly nasty encounter with another player on roblox’s altitorture, you log into twitter only to find out that the very same player who publicly dunked on your gaming skills turns out to be anton lee, a well-known streamer who also happens to be a friend of a friend. fed up with his fans bombarding your dms with teasing remarks or jealous musings, you decide to end it once and for all by appearing on his next stream with a promise to get through an obby successfully. however, you realize that the only thing you’ll be successful at is falling for anton lee instead.

streamer!anton + fem!reader

personal fav !

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[lovelypham]

☁️ ──── in which enha's hyung line are forced to reveal their relationship with their idol s/o after rumors spread about the two of them °

ღ⋆｡pairing. enha's hyung line(seperate)x fem!idol!reader

warnings!:fluff, dating rumors(obv)

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟlee heeseung x le sserafim 6th member

read the maknae line ver here

ღ It was revealed that Enhypen, as well as other rising kpop groups were going to perform at MAMA 2023 and one of them was Le sserafim,which is the group you had the chance of debuting in

ღ you had already told heeseung about your upcoming performance at MAMA and gave him a huge spoiler about the killer dance break

ღ But in typical heeseung fashion, he was still surprised when he saw your captivating performance of your latest songs and couldn't help but send love struck eyes your way

ღ poor heeseung was too busy admiring the way you professionally switched between different dance moves, and the way you'd wink at the camera when it was your part,to notice that the camera was sneakily recording his reaction

ღ and enhypen being enhypen they decided to not alarm their eldest member and leave him to deal with dating rumors the next day.

ღ but when heeseung heard the sudden loud screams of fans he quickly looked at the big screen and saw his face on there which he quickly covered up with a tight smile and a wave

ღ After your guys' performance was done you and the other enha members clowned him for his actions towards you and how you had him "wrapped around your finger" which he denied and said he had you that way

ღ The following day korea woke up to the news of le sserafim's 6th member and enhypen's eldest member dating.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟpark jongseong X newjeans 6th member

˚✧ it was known that idols from the same company always did dance challenges together whenever their groups had a new comeback

˚✧ and that was the case with you and jay

˚✧ HYBE decided to pair you with enhypen's jay who was also your dear bf in order to do a dance challenge for your newest group comeback "super shy"

˚✧ and because both you,being form NewJeans and jay,being from enhypen did a dance challenge together it obviously shook both engenes and bunnies and actually most kpop fans

˚✧ but in reality what made the short dance clip so popular is because of the heart eyes you and jay kept doing at each other in the bts video and the shy glances you'd send each other while teaching him the choreography.

˚✧ after filming the tiktok video it blew up because of the many comments suggesting you guys had something going on underneath the idol facade you both put on

˚✧ and you know what they were right because not even 2 weeks later HYBE confirmed the raging news of their two idols dating

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟPark sunghoon X Ive's 7th member

˚✧ it was known that sunghoon from enhypen and wonyoung from ive were mc partners together

˚✧ and while many fans thought they looked good together because of their icy visuals it just wasn't the case

˚✧ When wonyoung had an overseas schedule in the US for a photoshoot you had to be the substitute mc for her alongside your boyfriend sunghoon

˚✧ fans noticed the fascinating chemistry between you guys and noticed how it was even better than that of sunghoon and wonyoung

˚✧ which lead to some investigation and what they turned out with is that you and sunghoon must have been friends for you guys to be so comfortable with each other

˚✧ but when they noticed the long lasting eye contact and the close approximity you guys had

˚✧ they knew you guys had to be way more than friends which lead to the fast spread of dating rumors surrounding two rising stars from two different companies

˚✧ the dating rumors got so bad that both HYBE and Starship had to reply to the rumors by confirming their artist's relationship with another idol

˚✧ and what both of you didn't expect was the immense amount of support you got from both engenes and dives

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟsim jaeyun x æspa's 5th member

ღ after recent dating rumors sparked around the internet of heeseung and karina,SM ent decided to pair you with yet another member of enhypen to film the new dance challenges of both your groups

ღ and while your companies knew that you and jake were dating, the news was yet to be revealed to the fans

ღ while jake was busy admiring the way you had quickly learned the choreography to his new group comeback 'sweet venom' fans quickly took notice of his lingering stares

ღ fans even noted the way you'd laugh about anything he said like you had known him for a long time

ღ and they thought that you guys fit together perfectly

ღ So Mys and engenes made it their mission to see any possible signs that show that the two of you are dating

ღ and they didn't need to look much as the hints were hidden in plain sight , in which fans quickly noticed you and Jake's shared spotify playlist as you guys had the exact same playlist playing on a weverse live

ღ as well as the countless matching necklaces and rings he got you from prada

ღ while this was enough evidence fans thought that it might just be a coincidence as you guys were famous idols and always wore luxurious jewelry

ღ but what wasn't a coincidence was the picture you accidentally posted on your personal Instagram account,that showed you and jake laying in bed with him petting your hair and you laying on his chest

ღ even though the picture was kinda blurry and was deleted in the matter of nanoseconds some fans manged to screenshot the picture of their favorite idols in a comforting state

ღ after two days of fans demanding for an answer from both companies,SM and HYBE quickly released a statement confirming their artist's relationship and hoping that fans will be acceptable and respectful as they chose to keep their relationship private just not secretive.

(A/N: I'm sorry this was so trashy lol😭😭 it's my first time ever writing something like this so excuse me😗

ps.if you have any constructive criticism you can give me it'll be appreciated just don't hate as this is all pure fiction and for entertainment purposes only 🌼)

dia asked me to tag her when i post this so @enmi-land here you go💓💓

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[starwonb1n]

a song for you ღ

— having to dorm with the university's crush was not expected but some might say bound to happen. ✧

002 ,, jwi :3

the tension between you and wonbin never left and only seems to be worsening..

as you were about to leave for your concert, your met with wonbin coming through the door with a girl. you wonder who she is, wonbin says nothing and just walks past you, but she greets you. "hihi, im aeri, wonbins girlfriend !!"

you nod and greet back "hii, im yn."

you excuse yourself as you walk out to the door to haechan waiting outside your dorm, as he was your lift.

— after the concert

you were the happiest you had been in a while, and whenever your happy, you go for a drink or 2.. or 3.

as you make your way to the bar, chatting away with karina, you spot someone out of the corner of your eye, na jaemin.

you grab haechan and mark and point to jaemin. you three make your way towards him.

"yo, jaemin long time no see bro" jaemin greets back and waves back to the three of you. "how come your here all alone?" haechan asks. "oh im waiting on my friend" he says as he smiles. "oh we will leave you alone then" mark says chuckling. "no no, please stay I want you to meet my friend" just on queue his friend walks in, park wonbin.

chapter 1 — masterlist — chapter 3

notifying !! [ open ] @seunghancore @saranghoeforanton @nujeskz @snowyseungs @started-with-f-ends-with-uck

@molensworld @wonychu @taroddori @miyawwn @brideslit

@brachioswrld @sinsgaybutthatsokay @i03jae @fae-renjun

@p-d1ddy @haowonbins @wiggledingle @nicholasluvbot

im sorry if I forgot anyone 😭

[sxcret-garden]

ღ Ateez Hongjoong x fem-bodied!reader ღ words: ~900 ღ genre: smut (hard dom!Hongjoong, reader being a brat, sir kink, punishment, spanking, unprotected sex, orgasm denial) ღ reader: has a vagina, no description of chest, no pronouns used to refer to reader, reader wears a skirt ღ warnings: heavy dom-sub dynamics ღ prompt: “Someone should punish you for that.” (& inspired by that post i rb’d a whiiiile ago that was talking about not being able to cum without clit stimulation and your dom using that against you…)

“Did you have fun?” Hongjoong closes the laptop in front of him, shooting you a look as he asks that question in the most neutral tone possible. You’re sitting in his lap, his bulge pressing up against the underside of your thigh, and at the sight of the mark you’ve sucked into the skin on his neck that’s barely visible, you know you’re in trouble. He was having a meeting regarding some lyrics to a song that’s supposed to be released on their next album, and when you realized he wasn’t in a video call but in a voice-only call, you just couldn’t resist temptation. And the way he’s gotten hard under your teasing touches tells you you met your goal of riling him up. And now that you can see the dark shadow appearing on his face, you know it’s time to pay.

“You were a real distraction, you know that?” he talks, his voice low, and he places his hand on the small of your back, thumb drawing circles against the fabric of your shirt. “Someone should punish you for that.”

“Y-yes sir,” you respond, your voice becoming smaller as you can feel the power shift. Hongjoong smirks at you, proudly, for submitting so quickly. “And I see someone came prepared,” he comments, his hand shifting just a little further down, now touching the fabric of your skirt. “Bet you’re not wearing panties under that. Get up.” You do as he says, getting off his lap at once, and you don’t fuss when he quickly grabs you by the hips to turn your back towards him as he too gets to his feet. You feel his bulge against your ass now, and you gasp when his lips ghost over your neck. “What do you want me to do, hm? Any punishment I give you is gonna feel like a reward to this brat, isn’t it?” You whimper in response as he grinds against your ass, his bulge only growing, and when finally the strain on his pants becomes too much to bear, he slides them down just enough so his cock could spring free. He puts one hand against your behind, before ordering, “Bend over.” And you do, lying down on the desk in front of you, and as you perk up your ass, he takes his hand away only for his palm to meet that same spot with more impact a second later. You mewl at the sudden pain, and when Hongjoong rubs a few soothing circles where he just spanked you, you wiggle just a little closer to him.

“Such a needy little brat…” he mutters, and he gives himself a few strokes. “Let’s see how much of a punishment you can take.” Aligning himself with you, he huffs as he realizes that he was right about his earlier assumption - you did come here without wearing underwear. “You were so sure of yourself, hm? That I’d fuck you if only you rile me up enough,” he says, letting his head glide back and forth between your folds smoothly. “You’re soaked just from the thought, huh? Brat.” His palm flies to your ass once more as he spits out the word, and you whimper from the pain mixing with the pleasure. “You want my cock, hm?” he continues, merely teasing your entrance with his tip. “Want me to fuck you?”

“Y-yeah…” you answer, desperate to feel him inside. 

“I can do that.” You sense danger from his words, but he doesn’t leave you much time to ponder on it, as he makes your head spin when he pushes inside you. He’s not gentle at all, but he knows you can take it, so he doesn’t hold back. Holding your hips in place with his hands, he begins pounding into you from behind, while broken moans fall from your lips with each thrust. The way he’s using you wipes your mind clear of any thoughts, and yet, as he continues chasing his own high, you ache for some more stimulation elsewhere.

“J-Joong… p-please…” you whimper, saying no more than that, because you’re sure he knows what you want.

“What is it?” he responds, and a groan follows, telling you that he’s close.

“W-wanna cum too…” you manage to say, as you clench around him and your clit aches to be played with, arching your back a little more in hopes that would convince him. However, he just lets out a short, mocking laugh, before he reaches out to place one hand between your shoulder blades, pushing you down.

“I’m sure you do…” he groans as he continues to fuck into you.

“P-please…!” you whine. “Please… sir… I’ll be good, I promise…” you continue whining, until you can hear him moan behind you, and at the sound of your sweet pleas he finally reaches his high. He cums inside you, and once he’s caught his breath a bit, he pulls out, leaving you to guess whether he would allow you to get off too as your thighs are trembling, and your breath is shaking. However, he merely leans in to place a kiss onto your earlobe, rubbing soothing circles onto your behind, and then you can hear him whisper,

“That’s your punishment, baby. You asked for it.”

[svt-luna]

PLS PLS PLS WRITE THE DANCE PRACTICE AFTERMATH I AM IN MY KNEES BEGGING 🙇🏻‍♀️

ʚིᵋ ⋆ MY ALCOHOL DIARY 2.0 ࣪ ! ˓ ౨ৎ ࣪˖ ─── the aftermath.

sound_of_coups: 이게뭐야? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ @/lunabae @/youngji_02 (Translation: What is this? hahahahahaha)

synopsis: The dance practice aftermath after Luna’s appearance at Lee Youngji’s My Alcohol Diary.

due to popular demand, here is My Alcohol Diary 2.0 — The Aftermath. i highly recommend reading that first before reading this one!! this will be a short one, short but comedic!! happy reading, my loves 🤍

╰ ౨ৎ my alcohol diary

╰ ౨ৎ LUNA-VERSE MASTERLIST ╰ ౨ৎ more interviews

bold dialogues are spoken in english ღ

Luna was gonna regret this tomorrow, she already knew that.

She could barely keep still the second she was guided into the van by her managers after her interview with Youngji.

The seatbelt clicked, but her body vibrated with the kind of energy one would expect from a child hyped on too much sugar.

She felt unstoppable as if she could run the entire way back to the HYBE building without even breaking a sweat.

Luna’s legs jittered, her fingers drummed on her lap, and her head buzzed with warmth. She’d had so much fun with Youngji; the adrenaline from their conversation and the alcohol still surged through her.

She couldn’t stop giggling.

The van started to move, but her thoughts were already racing ahead to practice.

I’m late… I should call Hannie!

Reaching for her phone with slightly unsteady hands, Luna quickly found Jeonghan’s contact, hitting the call button.

He picked up almost instantly as if he had been waiting for her.

“Nana-ya,” came his familiar voice, soft and calm, a smile in his tone. He knew exactly what state she’d be in. “You called just like I told you to.”

“Han!” Luna exclaimed, a little too loudly. Her giddiness was undeniable. “We’re practicing, right? Have you guys started already? Oh no, am I late? Are you practicing hard? Are you having fun without me?”

She threw the questions at him rapid-fire, her voice high and playful, so far from her usual composed demeanor that it made Jeonghan chuckle softly.

“Yes, we’ve started,” he answered, his voice warm and patient. “You are a little late but that’s okay. We are practicing hard. And no, we’re not having fun without you. We’re waiting for you, actually.”

Luna pouted, even though he couldn’t see her, and her voice dropped to a childish whine. “I wanna see…”

Jeonghan, ever indulgent, didn’t even hesitate. “Alright, hold on.”

A few moments later, the familiar ding of FaceTime echoed through her phone, and Luna eagerly answered.

The screen filled with Jeonghan’s face, leaning back casually on one of the sofas in the practice room. His soft, doting smile was the first thing she noticed. Behind him, faint voices of the other members could be heard, but Jeonghan’s attention was solely on her.

“Hi,” he said softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he watched her.

Luna giggled, giddy. “Hi.” She paused for a second, her eyes roaming his face on the screen. “You’re so handsome.”

Jeonghan’s lazy grin grew wider, his voice dropping into that soft, sing-song tone he reserved just for her. “And you’re cute. Are you on your way here?”

“Yeah,” Luna sighed happily, leaning back into her seat, her eyes glued to his face. “But, Hannie, guess what! I saw the cutest dog outside just now! It was so fluffy! I wanted to take it with me.”

Jeonghan chuckled again, the sound low and affectionate. “You always want to take dogs with you.”

“I do! I can’t help it.” Her voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper. “If I find another one, I might just bring it to the practice room.”

Jeonghan shook his head, his voice filled with fond amusement. “Maybe not today, hmm? Just come here in one piece.”

Luna giggled, her eyes lighting up when the van passed a billboard featuring SEVENTEEN. “Oh! Hannie! I see you! You’re on a billboard, looking all pretty and cool.”

He tilted his head playfully. “Am I? You know that’s just how I look when I’m thinking of you.”

She felt her face warm at the compliment, a shy blush creeping up her cheeks. “Stop it,” she muttered, but her grin was wide, her heart fluttering despite the alcohol fuzzing her mind.

Jeonghan, of course, didn’t stop. His voice stayed soft and teasing, a gentle hum in her ears. “Are you embarrassed? I can see your cheeks turning pink, Nana-ya.”

Her eyes flickered back to him on the screen, and despite herself, she laughed, covering her face with her hand. “I’m not! You’re just saying that to make me flustered.”

“I’m just telling the truth,” he cooed, his gaze soft and admiring as he watched her. “You’re cute when you’re drunk, you know that?”

Luna bit her lip, feeling a rush of affection and giddiness. “You say that like I’m not cute when I’m sober,” she teased back, her smile softening into something more tender as their playful banter continued.

Jeonghan’s voice dropped even lower, almost a whisper, meant just for her. “You’re always cute.”

Blushing harder, Luna glanced away from the screen briefly, her heart doing somersaults. She didn’t even care that her managers were in the front seat, listening in— they were used to this kind of exchange between the two of them by now.

It was nothing new, just Jeonghan being his sweet, doting self.

“I’ll be there soon,” she said, trying to rein in her giggles. “Don’t miss me too much, okay?”

Jeonghan chuckled, his voice softening into a melodic hum. “I always miss you. See you soon, okay? Stay safe on your way.”

As Luna’s van continued to roll through the city, her heart was light, the buzz of alcohol making everything feel a little brighter, a little softer. And Jeonghan’s compliments in her head only made it all the sweeter.

Once they finally pulled up to the HYBE building, the reality of returning to practice in her current state made her giggle.

Luna wasn’t stumbling, not at all— she was far too energetic for that— but her managers still held her firmly, each with one hand clasped on her arms.

It wasn’t to support her; no, it was to contain the buzz of excitement that threatened to make her bolt through the building. She felt like she could run straight into the practice room, but she behaved, her steps quick but steady as her managers guided her toward the elevator.

She giggled again, shaking her head as if trying to clear the happy haze she was floating in. “I’m fine, really!” she insisted brightly to her managers, her voice echoing in the empty halls. But she kept walking, letting them hold on to her. She wouldn’t be reckless, not when she was so close to seeing her members again.

When they reached the elevator, her fingers danced across her phone, even though she wasn’t really texting anyone— just scrolling through the apps.

The metallic doors opened, and the three of them stepped inside, the managers still lightly gripping her arms as if any second she might try to run off. Luna rocked back on her heels, eyes sparkling as the familiar ding signaled their arrival on the practice floor. Her managers exchanged a glance as they led her out.

The second the doors opened, the hum of conversation from the practice room filled her ears. The sound of SEVENTEEN’s chatter was warm, and comforting, like stepping into a familiar, noisy home.

Luna’s grin widened, and she barely noticed when one of her managers softly called, “Delivery,” as they gently guided her into the room.

Inside, the members were scattered around the room. Some were seated on the ground, leaning against the sofa, while others stood in loose groups.

The moment they saw her, a ripple of recognition passed through the group. Her half-closed, droopy eyes, paired with the enormous smile on her face, were enough of a giveaway.

Luna didn’t even have to speak for them to know what had happened.

“Aigoo,” Seungkwan groaned with a chuckle, looking at her fondly. “She’s drunk.”

Hoshi, as always, was the first to react, popping up from his seat. He clapped enthusiastically, pointing at her with a dramatic gesture. “Good job! She’s back! Look at her! She’s so cute!”

Luna blinked slowly at the outpouring of attention, still smiling but now a little more bashful. She waved weakly, not moving from where her managers had let her go. “Hello,” she greeted them in perfect English, her accent bright and innocent.

The cheerfulness in her voice made them laugh, and a chorus of amused responses followed.

Mingyu and Dokyeom immediately joined in, chuckling as they cooed over her. “Aigoo, Lulu-ya, you’re so cute!” Mingyu teased, his tall figure looming over the others as he leaned in, his voice dripping with affection.

Dino, sitting cross-legged on the floor, clapped his hands together, grinning. “Noona did you have fun?” he asked, his eyes wide with curiosity.

Joshua, Jun, Wonwoo, Woozi, Minghao, and Vernon stood in the background, their expressions neutral but clearly amused as they watched her. Joshua shook his head slightly, the corner of his mouth curling up. Jun looked like he was holding back a laugh, while Woozi raised a brow, bemused.

Seungcheol, always the responsible leader, stood off to the side, watching the scene with a mixture of amusement and concern. His arms were crossed, his expression torn between being entertained and exasperated. “Should I be worried?” he asked no one in particular, his tone dry.

Jeonghan, however, hadn’t moved from his spot on the sofa. He was leaning back lazily, his eyes half-lidded with a knowing smirk playing on his lips. He watched with quiet satisfaction as Luna was brought closer, her wide smile and droopy eyes making him chuckle under his breath.

Hoshi leaned in, mock-solemn as he nodded towards Seungkwan. “I think she had a good time,” he remarked, his tone light as he clapped again, proud of his assessment as if he was having deja vu.

“Did you drink water?” Dokyeom asked, his brow furrowed with concern, even as he struggled to contain his laughter.

Luna blinked, looking around at all the familiar faces. The warmth of their voices, and the playful teasing, made her feel at home. “I did,” she nodded earnestly, though there was a slight wobble in her voice. Her hand shot out in a grand gesture toward the room, her eyes landing on each member one by one. “And you guys! You guys are all so… so… amazing!”

Jeonghan chuckled, the sound soft and low as he sat up a little straighter. “Nana-ya,” he called out to her, his voice smooth, the teasing lilt unmistakable. “Why don’t you come over here and sit down, huh?”

Luna blinked at him, her smile widening at the sight of him lounging back, looking completely at ease. “Okay!” she chirped, taking a few steps toward him before stopping to grin at everyone again.

The laughter and overlapping chatter followed her, the sound of a warm hug as they all tried to get her attention at once.

“Did you have fun?” Hoshi repeated, more insistently this time, beaming at her.

“Are you feeling okay?” Minghao asked, his voice quiet but laced with amusement.

“Sit down first,” Seungcheol finally interrupted, stepping forward to guide her towards the sofa.

Luna blinked up at him, her grin still bright, her energy bubbling over. “I’m okay, really,” she insisted again, though her steps were slightly wobbly as she finally reached the sofa, letting herself sink down next to Jeonghan.

“Hello!” she greeted once more, waving her hand in a little flourish before her head rested against the back of the sofa, a content sigh escaping her lips.

The members exchanged glances, their amused expressions softening into affection as they continued to watch her, the room filled with their overlapping voices of concern and playful teasing.

As the rest of the members began to disperse, some returning to their casual conversations, others stretching or preparing for practice, Luna and Jeonghan remained on the couch, enveloped in their own little world.

Jeonghan’s lazy smile softened as he looked at Luna, whose head had found a comfortable spot on his shoulder. She hummed softly, her voice muffled but content, as her fingers toyed with the hem of her top. Her cheek pressed against him, the warmth of his presence grounding her amidst the happy, drunken haze she floated in.

With a soft chuckle, Jeonghan reached up, his long fingers brushing away a few stray hairs that clung to her face. “You look like a mess,” he teased gently, his voice low and affectionate as he smoothed her hair down with slow, careful strokes. He tilted his head slightly, eyes tracing the soft lines of her face as he continued, “How much did you drink, huh?”

Luna giggled, her droopy eyes glancing up at him through half-closed lids. “I… don’t remember… not much… I think,” she mumbled, though her slurred words betrayed the truth. “I’m okay.”

Jeonghan smirked, clearly unconvinced, but his teasing remained light. “Right,” he replied, drawing out the word with playful skepticism. His fingers grazed the top of her head again, patting it softly as if to soothe her. “You’re definitely okay. Just the picture of sobriety.”

Luna pouted slightly but nuzzled her face closer into his shoulder, her body relaxing further against him. “I am,” she insisted, though the effort to sound serious only made her sound more adorable. Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment before she added, “I missed you guys…”

Jeonghan’s smirk softened into something warmer, more tender. “We missed you too, Nana-ya,” he murmured, continuing to absentmindedly play with her hair. His voice dropped even lower, his tone filled with quiet affection as he leaned a little closer, “You should rest after this, though. Don’t push yourself too much okay?”

Before Luna could respond, Seungcheol’s firm voice cut through the conversation. He approached them, his expression still a mixture of concern and exasperation. “Jiyeon-ah, you should sit out for practice today,” he said, crossing his arms as he looked down at her.

At that, Luna lifted her head from Jeonghan’s shoulder, her eyes widening in dismay. She blinked up at Seungcheol with her heart in her eyes, lips forming a soft pout as she protested, “But I’m okay! I can practice…” Her voice had taken on a pleading tone, almost like a child trying to convince a parent to let her stay up past bedtime.

Jeonghan couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face at her reaction. “Coups,” he drawled, tilting his head towards Seungcheol with a teasing glint in his eyes. “Come on, if she says she can do it, she can do it. She’s a pro.” His arm tightened around Luna, still gently playing with her hair as if to show solidarity.

Seungcheol shot Jeonghan an exasperated look, clearly unimpressed. “Don’t encourage her, Jeonghan,” he scolded lightly, his brows furrowing. But when he looked back at Luna, his expression softened despite himself.

Jeonghan’s smirk only grew wider as he leaned back against the sofa, his arm still around Luna. He nodded towards Seungcheol as if to say, Go ahead, try to argue with her. She’s not going to give up. Especially not drunk Luna…

Seungcheol sighed, rubbing the back of his neck as he glanced at Luna, who was now looking at him with even bigger, more pleading eyes. “Luna,” he began gently, crouching down to her level. “You need to rest. You could hurt yourself if you try to practice like this.”

But Luna wasn’t ready to give up. She stood up— wobbly but determined— and made her way over to Seungcheol, wrapping her arms around his side as she pressed her cheek against his arm. Her brows furrowed, and her pout deepened as she looked up at him. “Do you not love me anymore?” she asked, her voice small and almost heartbroken.

That was the final straw for Jeonghan, who burst out laughing, throwing his head back as he watched the scene unfold. The room echoed with his amusement, drawing the attention of the other members again.

Seungcheol, for his part, softened immediately, his stern expression melting as he looked down at her. “Of course I love you,” he sighed, placing a hand on her shoulder. “I love you too much, which is exactly why I don’t want you to practice right now.”

Before Luna could reply, a loud voice from across the room interrupted them. “Let her dance!” Hoshi called out, raising his hand like a student making a bold suggestion in class. His grin was wide and mischievous, clearly entertained by the whole situation.

Several of the members burst out laughing at the memory, knowing exactly what Hoshi was referring to— his own infamous post-Youngji interview dance practice a few months ago, where he, too, had returned drunk, overly enthusiastic, and hard-headed.

Seungcheol groaned, shooting Hoshi a look. “You, out of all people, should not be giving Jiyeonie advice right now,” he retorted, his tone sharp but laced with amusement. “That’s two out of fourteen of us who have shown up drunk to practice.”

The room broke into laughter again, some members shaking their heads while others clapped Hoshi on the back in solidarity.

Luna, however, remained focused on Seungcheol, her eyes wide and earnest as she tightened her hug around his side. “I’m fine,” she repeated with determination, her voice slightly muffled against his arm. “Youngji made sure I was okay… She said she was scared of Hannie and you… mostly you.”

Seungcheol raised a brow at that, glancing over at Jeonghan, who simply hummed in agreement, his arm still loosely draped around the back of the sofa. Luna’s words brought a fresh wave of laughter from the members, their overlapping voices filling the room as they teased and bantered amongst themselves.

Luna’s arms stayed looped around Seungcheol’s side, her face still nestled into his arm, as she continued to pout slightly, holding onto him as if he were her last lifeline. Her brow furrowed deeper when one of her managers quietly entered the room, holding out a set of loose clothes— perfect for practice as opposed to the outfit Luna had worn for her interview with Youngji.

“Luna,” her manager called softly, trying not to interrupt the moment too abruptly. “Let’s get you changed into these. You’ll be more comfortable for practice.”

Luna blinked up, her eyes flickering between Seungcheol and the clothes her manager held. Her pout deepened, and she dramatically sighed, tightening her grip on Seungcheol. “What’s the point in changing?” she mumbled, half under her breath but loud enough for everyone to hear. “Cheollie doesn’t love me anymore, and he won’t even let me practice…”

The room erupted into laughter, the sound bouncing off the studio walls as the members chuckled at her exaggerated dramatics.

Jeonghan’s eyes were trained on her, his amusement clear in the soft, lazy smile playing on his lips. He didn’t say anything, but the way his gaze lingered on her, watching her every move, showed just how entertained he was.

Seungcheol threw his head back in disbelief, exasperation, and fondness battling in his expression as he let out a long sigh. “I—” he began, but his words were cut off by more laughter from the others, clearly finding Luna’s antics too endearing and hilarious to stop.

Her manager, who had clearly dealt with Luna’s stubbornness before, just smiled gently and approached her again. “You still need to change, Luna, regardless of what Seungcheol says,” they insisted softly but firmly, holding out the clothes to her.

Luna tilted her head up at Seungcheol again, mustering every ounce of puppy-dog eyes she could, her lips parting in a hopeful pout as if this was her final attempt at breaking his resolve.

Seungcheol, sensing the trap, quickly averted his eyes, refusing to look at her, clearly trying to maintain his stance. But the soft, playful sigh that escaped Luna’s lips made him falter.

“He really doesn’t love me anymore,” she said loudly to herself, her voice full of exaggerated melancholy as she turned her head away, her hold on him loosening slightly.

Her words were followed by a pointed silence from the room, only broken by Jeonghan’s quiet, low laughter from where he sat, watching in pure amusement.

Seungcheol groaned, shoulders sagging in defeat. He glanced down at her, finally giving in, the resistance in his expression melting away. “Alright, alright,” he caved, his voice softer now, filled with the affection he couldn’t hide. “You can practice… but if you start feeling tired or sick, you stop immediately. No arguing, okay?”

Luna’s eyes lit up instantly, a gleeful squeal escaping her lips. “Thank you, Cheollie!” she exclaimed, her excitement bubbling over as she hugged him even tighter, burying her face into his chest. In one swift motion, she leaned up and planted a quick kiss on his cheek before letting go, practically bouncing on her feet with renewed energy.

Seungcheol chuckled, rubbing his cheek where she’d kissed him, a slightly flustered look crossing his features. He didn’t have much time to react before Luna dashed off toward her manager to grab the practice clothes.

“Be careful!” Seungcheol’s voice echoed in the room.

“Stop running!” Jeonghan called out right after, his voice lilting with amusement as both men watched her disappear toward the bathroom to change.

As the door clicked shut behind her, Jeonghan turned toward Seungcheol, a teasing smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. He leaned back against the couch, crossing one leg over the other in his usual laid-back posture, eyes gleaming mischievously. “Folded,” was all he said, the single word dripping with teasing satisfaction as if he was proud of his girlfriend for getting her way.

Seungcheol sighed deeply, rubbing the bridge of his nose before turning to glare half-heartedly at Jeonghan. With a playful scowl, he grabbed his cap and tossed it lightly at him. “Shut up,” he muttered, though the smile tugging at his lips betrayed the fact that he wasn’t really upset.

Jeonghan chuckled lazily, catching the cap mid-air with ease before placing it back on his lap. “You know I’m right,” he said, still smirking as he leaned further back, clearly enjoying himself.

Seungcheol just shook his head, a soft chuckle escaping him as he resigned himself to the fact that when it came to Luna— especially drunk Luna— no one could resist her.

Luna emerged from the bathroom, her usual polished interview look swapped for something far more relaxed: a loose red basketball jersey paired with white joggers that bunched slightly at her ankles. Her hair, now loosely behind her bounced as she made her way back into the practice room, looking noticeably more comfortable.

The slight sway in her steps hinted that the alcohol was still very much in her system, but her eyes were sharp with determination, ready to dive into practice.

The music started, filling the room with the bass-heavy beat of their latest choreography. Immediately, Luna fell into formation, her movements precise, sharp, and perfectly timed with the rest of the group. Her body moved effortlessly through the routine, hitting each step with an intensity and focus that surprised even the members watching her.

It was as if she wasn’t even drunk, her dance sharp and fluid, almost second nature to her.

“Wow,” Joshua muttered under his breath, glancing at Jeonghan who was leaning casually against the mirrored wall. “She’s still killing it.”

Jeonghan smirked, his arms folded across his chest as he watched her. “That’s Jiyeonie for you,” he said, pride evident in his voice. Despite her condition, she was a professional through and through.

Typically, Luna was one of the quieter members of the group during practice or in general. She would keep her head down, laser-focused on perfecting her moves.

She only spoke when necessary, giving or receiving feedback, and often took her breaks in silence, either hydrating or resting beside Jeonghan on the sidelines. Together, they would sit in a comfortable quiet, the kind of wordless communication they’d developed over years of being together.

But today was different.

Though Luna still moved with that same focus during the routine, the clear sign that she wasn’t completely sober became apparent during their breaks.

Instead of quietly retreating to Jeonghan’s side, she would giggle every now and then— small bursts of laughter that felt like sunshine breaking through clouds, surprising the others as much as it endeared them.

During the small moments when the music stopped, she became clingy, her usual quiet demeanor replaced with a playful, affectionate energy.

At one point, she draped her arms over Vernon’s shoulders from behind as he took a sip of water. He barely flinched, as if this was normal, simply adjusting so she could rest her chin comfortably on his shoulder. “You good?” he asked, his voice gentle, not wanting to push her.

“Mhm,” Luna hummed, her face close to his cheek. “Just resting.”

A few minutes later, when the group started stretching for the next set, Luna slid down next to Dino, her fingers quickly lacing through his hand without a word. He looked down at their interlocked fingers, his lips twitching into a small smile, but didn’t comment on it, allowing her to hold his hand as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

When it was Hoshi’s turn to stand and clarify a particularly tricky part of the choreography, Luna bounded up and jumped on his back with a giggle. “Piggyback?” she asked, her voice playful. He let out an exaggerated sigh, but smiled nonetheless, supporting her weight with ease as he carried her across the room.

“Alright, alright, off you go,” Hoshi said after a minute, gently setting her back down. He gave her an affectionate pat on the head as she settled back onto the floor, her laughter filling the room.

The break stretched on longer than expected as the members settled into their own rhythms, some lying down on the couches, others chatting, and a few playing random music over the speakers.

It started slow— light background music while they all took a breather—but as the tempo picked up, Luna, who had been lounging comfortably in a chair moments before, suddenly got up.

A familiar song filled the room, and without hesitation, she grabbed the sparkly pink mic from a nearby stand. Her voice, light and playful, danced through the notes as she sang along. She wasn’t performing, not in the way she normally would on stage, but there was a relaxed confidence in the way she moved. Her body swayed to the rhythm, hips shifting with the beat, her feet barely leaving the ground as she danced in place.

From the couch, Jeonghan watched her with an unmistakable fondness, his head tilted to the side, one arm stretched lazily across the backrest. Beside him, Seungcheol had his phone out, already filming her from a low angle, capturing Luna’s spontaneous moment of joy.

“Look at this. What is happening?,” Seungcheol muttered, eyes still trained on his phone screen as he continued recording. “Youngji-ssi, what is this? She’s like an animal in the wild.” His voice was deadpan, the tone as serious as if he were narrating a wildlife documentary. He zoomed in slightly, the camera catching Luna mid-twirl as she continued to sing into the mic. “She’s unaware of the predators, blissfully ignorant of her surroundings. Perhaps she’s intoxicated from her previous meal.”

Jeonghan chuckled softly beside him, leaning back against the couch as if settling in for a show. “You’re gonna get us all killed, you know that, right?” he murmured, eyes twinkling with amusement.

Luna, still twirling and dancing along, caught something in her peripheral vision— Seungcheol’s phone, pointed directly at her.

A mischievous smile spread across her lips as she turned to fully face the camera, suddenly amping up her movements, adding an exaggerated shimmy and a playful spin to Seungcheol’s video. She pointed the mic toward the camera like a pop star acknowledging her audience, winking as she finished the verse she was singing.

The room filled with laughter, Seungcheol shaking his head as he lowered his phone slightly. “And here we have the moment the subject becomes aware of the camera,” he continued, still keeping up the faux-safari narration. “This behavior is rare and should be documented carefully.”

Jeonghan could barely contain his laughter now, a hand coming up to cover his mouth as he watched Seungcheol dramatically stop the recording. “I’m so posting this,” Seungcheol announced, his face as neutral as ever, but the corner of his lips twitching in amusement.

“You’re gonna regret that tomorrow,” Jeonghan said, still smiling, his eyes flicking between Seungcheol and Luna, who was now dancing in place with even more enthusiasm.

“Oh, I’m well aware,” Seungcheol replied, his fingers already moving across his phone screen as he opened Instagram and uploaded the video to his story, captioning it:

이게뭐야? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ @/lunabae @/youngji_02

(Translation: What is this? hahahahahaha)

Within seconds, the notification popped up for their fans, and it wouldn’t be long before the comments and reactions flooded in.

Luna, blissfully unaware of her sudden social media fame, continued to sing into her sparkly mic, completely in her element.

Both Seungcheol and Jeonghan watched her, now sharing a silent understanding as they waited for the inevitable storm of fan reactions that would surely follow.

“Be careful what you wish for,” Jeonghan teased quietly, his gaze still locked on Luna as she danced across the room. Seungcheol smirked but didn’t reply.

Both of them knew, though— that tomorrow, Luna is gonna be pissed over that video.

Throughout it the rest of the day, the members made sure to keep an eye on her.

Whenever they paused, someone— usually Jeonghan— would hand her a bottle of water, making sure she stayed hydrated.

He teased her relentlessly, his voice filled with fondness, but there was an underlying care in every action he made toward her. Despite his laid-back demeanor, he never missed a beat in checking on her, sliding water into her hands and watching closely for any sign of exhaustion.

“Drink,” Jeonghan said, pushing the bottle toward her after one particularly intense set.

Luna pouted but took it, gulping down the water obediently. Jeonghan patted her head lightly, smoothing down some of the stray hairs that had stuck on her face during the dance. “Good job,” he murmured softly, his voice barely audible over the music.

Her eyes sparkled up at him, and for a moment, it was just the two of them in their own little bubble.

But then, as soon as the break ended, Luna was up again, this time clinging onto Mingyu’s arm as they walked back to the center of the room. Mingyu playfully pouted, but let her hang onto him as they prepared for the next run-through.

She was their Luna, after all, and no one could resist her, especially not like this.

Every now and then, Jeonghan would check in, calling out small reminders to her, making sure she didn’t push herself too hard despite how well she was performing. But even he had to admit, as he exchanged a glance with Seungcheol across the room, there was something about a tipsy Luna that brought out the softest side of everyone around her.

Luna was rarely the one to seek out affection, at least not openly. She was independent, strong, and often kept to herself especially during practice sessions, relying on her own grit to push through the fatigue.

The only exception, of course, was Jeonghan.

With him, Luna would let down her guard, and let herself be cared for in those quiet moments, but it was a side of her few others saw.

But tonight, that wall was down, and not just with Jeonghan.

The usual reserved Luna had melted into this softer, more open version of herself, allowing the other members to fuss over her, to baby her in a way that she never let them do.

It was rare, and that rarity seemed to pull a tender response from everyone in the room. There was something so disarming about seeing her like this— giggling, playfully clinging to the others, seeking out their affection without reservation.

Jeonghan watched from the sidelines, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he observed her moving between the members, hanging onto Seungkwan, then Dokyeom, then Woozi.

They each handled her in their own way— some with teasing, some with gentle pats or words of reassurance— but all of them were softened by her presence, their protectiveness surfacing in small, quiet gestures.

Luna’s independent streak was something they all admired— her resilience, her focus, and the way she never asked for help unless it was absolutely necessary.

But seeing her like this, in such a vulnerable and open state, brought out something in them all. It was as if they felt the need to protect her even more, to make sure she was okay, not just as a teammate, but as a sister, a friend.

As the practice continued, the members would sneak glances her way, checking on her without making it too obvious. They made sure she had water, and that she wasn’t pushing herself too hard, even though she was moving through the choreography flawlessly, almost as if she wasn’t tipsy at all.

But in between the intense sets, during those moments of rest, they took turns being there for her, offering small comforts she normally wouldn’t accept.

At one point, Dino, the youngest of the group, found himself with Luna’s arms wrapped around his waist as she rested her head on his shoulder. He looked down at her, a soft smile tugging at his lips. “Noona, are you okay?” he asked, his tone gentle.

Luna nodded, humming in response, her voice muffled against his shoulder. “Mhm… just a little tired.”

Dino patted her hand, his smile growing. “You’re doing great. But don’t push too hard, okay?”

She nodded again, and the group continued with their practice, but the energy in the room had shifted. There was a warmth, a quiet protectiveness that filled the space as they worked. Despite the teasing, the laughter, and the playful banter, they were all attuned to her, making sure she was okay, even if she wouldn’t admit that she needed them.

And Jeonghan, standing off to the side, couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride. Luna, his Luna, was letting them in.

Even if it was just for tonight, it was a moment they all cherished, a rare glimpse of the girl who, for so long, had carried herself with such strength, now letting herself be cared for by the people who loved her most.

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🎀 NADIA'S MASTERLIST

masterlist of all my already written fics individual drivers -> poly fics -> smau's -> series

request status: open (general, smau, nsfw alphabets, text au's) closed (dia's diner)

some drivers have individual masterlists while for some fics are linked under their name. they'll all have individual masterlists at some point as I will make them when I have free time

ღ oscar piastri

ღ lando norris

ღ max verstappen

ღ carlos sainz

ღ charles leclerc

ღ daniel ricciardo

cooking ...

ღ lewis hamilton

good morning baby

ღ george russel

cooking ...

ღ alex albon

cooking ...

ღ fernando alonso

cooking ...

ღ franco colapinto

pretty boy

fan favorite (smau)

ღ pierre gasly

cooking ...

ღ esteban ocon

cooking ...

ღ lance stroll

cooking ...

ღ mick schumacher

cooking ...

ღ ollie bearman

sugar mommy (text au)

ღ kimi antonelli

cooking ...

ღ arthur leclerc

cooking ...

ღ sebastian vettel

pole baby pole

ღ mark webber

nsfw alphabet

ღ jenson button

nsfw alphabet

ღ nico rosberg

a well mannered ...

ღ toto wolff

over the sink

cookies and cream

ღ poly fics

lots of bags and lots of thank you's (lando + oscar)

a night for three (max + charles)

ღ smau's

she's everything he's max -> mv33

fan favorite -> fc43

heart song -> op81

ღ series

habs incoming ...

text au's

dia's smutmas

[kairoot]

ateez’s little pirates !

꒰ pairing: ateez x poc!reader

꒰ synopsis: ateez’s kids and their bios | obviously these photos DO NOT belong to me, they were just placed for example and cause I thought they were so adorable 💔💔 this is all fiction.

꒰ ateez as dads masterlist

☆. hongjoong. — nelani & aidan

nelani 𑁍 — 2 yrs

full name: nelani ayana kim

korean name: kim nabi [ 김나비 ]

nickname(s): nabi, nana, lani, mini hong, etc.

birthdate: july 15

birth time: 3:05 pm

birthplace: houston, texas, usa

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean , [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [ your language ]

facts about nelani.

nelani is the first born obviously 😽

she’s a daddy’s girl 100% but still loves you

she was born in the middle of ateez’s tour actually..

but good thing it was a day they didn’t have a show

hongjoong had brought you along because he did not want you by yourself with a baby that would pop out at any moment

she’s a very lively girl

loves bubbles (don’t know where she got that from..)

joong made songs dedicated to her when she was born

she absolutely loves dancing

likes painting

aidan ♬ — 8 months

full name: aidan kim/kim aidan

korean name: kim hyeonjun [ 김현준 ]

nickname(s): ai, den-den (made by nelani)

birthdate: april 7

birth time: 6:37 pm

birthplace: seoul, south korea

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean, [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [your language ]

facts about aidan.

aidan is a very calm baby

nelani is way more hyper than him, even when she was a baby

your pregnancy and delivery with him was easier as well

he loves dancing

joong takes him to the studio sometimes

aidan actually loves music a lot

whenever he hears it or someone starts singing to him, he starts movingn

☆. seonghwa. — samara

samara ✿ — 9 months

full name: samara rose park

korean name: park saeyoung

nickname(s): mari, mars (2), etc.

birthdate: march 21

birth time: 9:26 pm

birthplace: [ your birthplace ]

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean, [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [ your language ]

facts about samara.

samara and her dad are literal best friends

you gave birth to her while visiting family

seonghwa named her

during your pregnancy, he would stress over names because he wanted the perfect one for her

you would literally wake up to him writing in a notepad at 2 am 😭

she’s his little helper in the kitchen

she loves eating

☆. yunho. — dylan

dylan ᯐ — 2 yrs

full name: dylan jeong

korean name: jeong yujin

nickname(s): dj, yuyu

birthdate: august 4

birth time: 10:06 am

birthplace: seoul, south korea

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean, [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [ your language ]

facts about dylan.

tbh dylan is a little more of a mama’s boy but he still loves his parents equally

yunho loves playing with him whether it’s outside, inside with his toys or reading to him before bed

dylan is a quiet kid usually

but once he’s used to someone, he’s really giggly and has a warm personality like his dad

(tbh i can see yunho having way more kids than this but..)

☆. yeosang. — elaina

elaina ღ — 6 months

full name: elaina avery kang

korean name: kang dayeon

nickname(s): el, lailai (wooyoung created this)

birthdate: june 8

birth time: 7:17 pm

birthplace: incheon, south korea

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean, [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [ your language ]

facts about elaina.

elaina’s a pretty quiet baby

she’s been very close to you since birth but she absolutely loves yeosang

he still gets a bit nervous because it’s his first time

but he still loves her so much

she falls asleep on yeosang all the time and loves cuddling

☆. san. — august ‘auggie’

auggie ₊˚ — 10 months

full name: august anthony choi

korean name: choi haneul

nickname(s): auggie, bubba, etc.

birthdate: august 10

birth time: 11:37 am

birthplace: incheon, south korea

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean, [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [ your language ]

facts about auggie.

his first name is august but everyone just calls him auggie (mostly did this because i couldn’t decide between august and auggie for a real first name)

absolutely loves his dad — you too of course

atinys adore auggie

san came up with auggie’s name because of his birth month and it’s meaning

auggie can be a sneaky baby

he’s on san’s hip all day, 24/7

☆. mingi. — jasmine

jasmine ₊˚ — 2 yrs

full name: jasmine mae song

korean name: song jina

nickname(s): jas, jj, princess

birthdate: may 27

birth time: 10:06 pm

birthplace: busan, south korea

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean, [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [ your language ]

facts about jasmine.

she’s a daddy’s girl 100%

she’s an exact replica of her dad; his personality, looks, etc.

jasmine isn’t really hyper but she isn’t calm either

lovessss cuddling with mingi

she likes nature

☆. wooyoung. — maria

maria ₊˚ — 10 months

full name: maria areum jung

korean name: jung areum

nickname(s): marie, mo, mookie-pookie (bruh idk i found it on Google)

birthdate: december 16

birth time: 8:06 am

birthplace: incheon, south korea

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean, [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [ your language ]

facts about maria.

silly girl just like her dad (no she’s just like woo down to the BONE)

she never likes to go to bed which is a struggle for you and woo

early bird

she’s very hyper

takes her awhile to get used to people she doesn’t know

☆. jongho. — jun

jun ✧ — 9 months

full name: choi seo-jun (최서준)

nickname(s): jun, juju, junie

birthdate: july 19

birth time: 6:08 am

birthplace: seoul, south korea

hometown: seoul, south korea

ethnicity: korean, [ your ethnicity ]

language(s): korean, english, [ your language ]

facts about jun.

jun and jongho are quite literally inseparable

he lovesss watching whatever his dad is watching, doing whatever he’s doing, etc.

he’s a good balance between hyper and calm

likes sports like jongho, even if he is too young to comprehend it

jongho named him