#bang chan sleeveless

[fluffylino]

Strawberry Cow ! Chan 🌸🍓🌸

he's not just any kind of hybrid...he's the first ever 'male' cow you've ever met. chan's a sweetheart, even more so when he's milked...

(i was suppozed to write this a year ago and finally here it is, enjoy lovelies <333)

reblogging > liking

-contains mildly suggestive themes

Hybrids were pretty much accepted into this world of ours. they were treated like humans, with respect (most of the time) and accepted into society quite easily.

And somehow you found yourself accidently conversing with one particular male hybrid.

he was handsome.

so incredibly beautiful, it made you question if he was even real.

two horns on either side of his head and a pair of fluffy white ears twitched beneath them. it wasn't a white that hits the eye, it was a white that looked like freshly whipped cream. with soft fur that was slightly longer than usual.

you weren't quite sure what species he was. it was difficult to make out and honestly nervewracking to ask a hybrid that kind of question.

it was almost the same as asking a human if they were a person of colour, as if they were of ethnic descent.

he could be a gazelle? maybe a buck?

but his horns weren't so sleek and thin. they were neither black in colour.

instead his thicker horns were a complete contrast to his dark hair.

a bull, maybe? or did he dye his hair?

you were about to lose your mind.

"I'm actually a cow hybrid..." he let out so quietly, with a nervous smile. Damn, he was too beautiful for his own good.

"I've never seen a cow hybrid" you mutter without much thought.

instantly regretting your statement upon seeing his awkward stance.

"no no i meant i've never seen a cow hybrid as handsome as you" waving your hands dramatically to clear the tense air.

"as...handsome as..me?" he mumbles and you were sure your heart stopped beating.

"oh god it was wrong of me to assume what you are and how you'd prefer to be addressed-"

your voice dying down as you hear him laugh.

its such a soft laugh, it goes straight to your heart. neither mocking nor a loud one. soothing to the ears.

"i'm sorry if i'm so shaky...its been a long time since anyone has ever..complimented me..."

you sighed in relief, letting a smile creep up on your face. his cheeks dusted with a light shade of pink and you knew you looked as shy as him.

The small coffee joint was beginning to crowd and it seemed that neither of y'all liked crowded spaces.

the cow hybrid slowly stood up, straightening his posture and your eyes widened.

he was well built, a good height compared to yours and his muscles were defined enough to leave an imprint on the shirt he was wearing. loosely buttoned up and hanging low on his collar. Black really was his colour...

you mentioned his build, complimenting him to the point his ears were redder than ever. shy little giggles escaping his plush lips. gosh...

his lips made you want to kiss him senseless.

"could we..uhm...be friends or uh more...i mean-" he mumbles, stuttering so sweetly.

"of course, darling. but you never quite told me your name?" you coo.

"I'm chan or...you can..call me chris"

he smiled continously as you told him your name and how you come by here often.

his ear twitching excitedly when the two of y'all share phone numbers. promising to keep in touch in the days to come.

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Chan was a lot different from your first meeting. considering the fact that nearly a month or more than a month had passed.

you happened to find out how much a hybrid like him had to go through. to you, he was an ordinary cow hybrid. but chan explained how the term 'ordinary' never existed in his vocabulary.

of course you knew he was a male but what did not strike you was the fact that he shouldve been called a bull.

Instead he was classified under cow, making him a proper cow hybrid.

Taking into consideration that he was also a male, made it difficult for him to lead his life as usual. bodily changes and phenomenon occurring during certain periods made the poor hybrid's life tougher.

Cases like him were rare, not exactly non existent.

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His room was unimaginably aesthetic. changing colours that faded to pink and purple, sometimes gold.

one thing you realised was his love for the colour black. laughing when he opens his cupboard. it was a black hole in there with numerous clothes lined up.

making yourself comfortable on his bed, you noticed how on-edge he was. his behaviour much different, extra shy as he sheepishly sat beside you. your backs resting against the wooden headboard.

"why'd you call me here, channie?" you asked, smiling at the way his thin sleek tail swished around.

his eyes gaze at you with such pureness, you blurt out another statement.

"I mean, i'd spend my entire day or even week with you if you wanted! but i just got a bit worried because you called me here oit of the blue, baby"

reassuring him while patting his knee lovingly.

"I..I wanted to come c-clear about myself"

you nodded, urging him to go on. he pauses, looking at you for a few seconds. theres this nervousness in his energy and you scooch closer to him.

"I lactate...almost every four days, sometimes every two days depending on tge weather..." gazing at you sweetly.

"yes, im aware channie"

"you know about-" his eyes widen, surprise in his tone.

"of course I do, did you really think I wouldn't find ways to help you after you told me how hard your day to day life is"

you joked lightly.

"if i don't...milk myself every now and then, I feel full. like heavy.."

you squeeze his hand fondly, interlocking your fingers.

"do you do it manually? or do you use some kind of device?"

from his expression and body language, you could see him grow comfortable.

"manually...pumps are quite the price"

you gasp, wondering if you pried a little too deep. chan takes it as you being weirded out but you stop him before he starts overthinking.

"no no no sweerheart, i was just surprised that you did it manually for so many years"

"i've tried a pump once or twice...but i don't like the feeling...it made me feel like an object..." he pauses, cheeks turning pink as ever before he continues.

"whenever i...uhm my chest swells and gets really sensitive..."

well that was new info to you.

"like mine?" you let out, laughing as his ears twitch and he blinks furiously.

"w-what do you mean-"

"I meant like does your chest get to like my size? i'm pretty average but does yours get bigger?"

the strawberry cow hybrid blushed.

"it depends! on m-my mood and..uhm everything"

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🍬

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"Chris?! what's wrong?"

worry filling your mind. the hybrid looked distressed and out of his senses. sweating profusely.

"its n-nothing, I don't feel so good" he tried to reassure although it wasn't quite reassuring to you.

his fluffy ears were lopsided and his tail swished around desperately

you cupped his face gently. his reaction waw everything. nuzzling into your palm. it was obvious. it was happening.

"channie. baby look at me"

you urged, making him focus on you. and only you.

"do you want me to help you?"

"help...help with milking me? p-please?" his tone gentle and he uttered a small plea.

"just place your hand h-here and massage slowly"

his bigger hand held onto yours as he pressed your palm flat on his chest. he was right. his chest was swell and warmer than ever.

"do you mind, baby.."

obediently he held his shirt between his teeth. gnawing on the material. you let your hand run over his toned abdomen. feeling up his tense muscles.

"y-you're so fit, channie" he grunted softly.

his milk running down your fingers slowly. with every massage, more seeped out of his pretty nubs.

unconciously you stuck your tongue out, licking up the droplets that rolled down the expanse of his chest.

"ah don't let it g-go to waste p-please please"

begging you to drink more. his hands squeezing yours. whining so sweetly as you sucked his pumped up chest. his breathing quick and shaky.

god, you wanted to corrupt him...

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fuck...part 2?

should i?!

this concept to me, is so hot!!!!!

[denim-bias]

[chxrry-san]

★★★★★ five star teaser image. S - Class.

[jerirose]

Happy Bang Chan Day 🐺

© Jeri Rose | INPRNT

[Image Description] A digital realism painting of Bang Chan from Stray Kids, with a wolf. Chan is crouched down with the wold laying in front of him, both of them are looking towards the viewer. Chan is wearing black pants and a black sleeveless jacket over a black tank top. His arms are covered in cuts and bandages, and purple see-through stars. His dark purple hair is gelled into messy spiked tips that shape his face. Chan's eyes are glowing yellow, along with the wolf's eyes, there is a long scar down one through one of his eyes. Chan holds his hand up to his mouth, which is also scared. His ears go into a short pointed tip and he has a golden tunnel in his lobe. Pink and purple stars cover his blushed cheeks, that also have star freckles pepper across them. He wears 2 golden necklaces, has a golden stud in his nostril and a a gold eyebrow bar. In front of him, the wolf's coat is dark with a white chin. Behind them, large pink and purple Hydrangea bushes stand in front of a clouded night sky, the sky full of stars and a shining crescent moon. A golden wisp crosses through the painting, wrapping itself around Chan and the wolf.

[hanjisunglover]

𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 - 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀

pairing: stray kids x fem!reader

genre: smut, pure smut

bang chan - soft

he would ask you first. he's really respectful with your boundaries and he would never do something that you find uncomfortable or even too much. so the thing came out with an open conversation, talking about kinks and stuff.

so you fall asleep with just his t-shirt, just to tease him a little with all of this thing, and he just get so flustered when he came back home from a really long recording section with the kids, in other occasion he would just lay next to you, sleeping and holding you in your arms. but not tonight.

he just get naked (because we knows that he normally sleep naked) and he move right behind you, he's so gentle moving the t-shirt up enough for his hands to grab your boobs gently, he start to rub his hard cock against your ass, pulling you close until your back is against his chest, "oh baby you are so soft," he murmurs with his face buries against your neck, you still sleeping without making a move. and he's loving it.

with one hand still on your boob, stroking it and squeezing it lightly until your nipples get sensitive he's other hand slide between your thighs, gently start to touch you, "mhmm you're so wet already, so beautiful." basically he would love touching you, he would start to do it more often that you could imagined.

other members under the cut!

lee minho - rough

oh boy I think he would be the one that likes it more. he def asked you, at first you would find it weird, but then you just accepted, wanting to see what he has in his mind. and he's used to use you as he wants when you guys fuck.

"so my kitten wants it?" he says chuckling as you put yourself in bed completely naked this time, you blush under his hungry gaze, you just move the sleeves and put yourself beside him, he's wearing a white sleeveless tank top, and a pair of boxers, he wasn't sure until you came to bed naked. "so impatient for me."

You basically fall asleep already wet for his teasing, he was keep saying things like, "such a good slut for asking me to touch you even when you sleep," "can't wait to have you".

you are light sleeper, everything can wake you up, and then when you wake at the middle of the night with your boyfriend between your thighs and his cock buries in your wet folds you can't hold back a loud moan. he bring his hand over your mouth, whining as you squeeze his cock with your walls, "please, the members just got back home, be good for me and take my cock without moaning slutty."

seo changbin - soft / rough

he would know that even before talking, one day he woke up seeing you touching yourself, whimpering and whining like a baby waiting for him to wake up and fuck you like a brat. but he loves you too much to refuse something.

so when you begged him to try it, he gives to you all of himself to satisfy you, I think he loves you that he would do anything that you wants. you want him to take your pussy and just thrust his dick inside it until he cum and fill you up completely? he would do it.

you want him to grab your ass and just open you wide as you sleep? he would, and he would love it. changbin in my opinion it's a big ass lover, just imagine him staring at you all day, and when you fall asleep too early he would just take off your panties, fucking your ass without regrets.

hwang Hyunjin - soft

i see hyunjin like a big 'make love' than 'fuck hard', that's the vision that I have for him. so he would be a little surprised when you started to talk about kinks, not in a bad way, he just doesn't know a lot about it. so you needed to explain that to him.

when you asked him to try, you where trying to make sure that he wasn't uncomfortable and the first time that he tried he just played with your boobs until he fell asleep with your tits in his hands.

you found it really cute tho, he tried :( he just needed a little help! so you started with him, you stayed up during the night, and you did to him the blowjob-dream. he woke up all sweaty and in ecstasy, looking over the edge for how much pleasure he felt.

from that, he start to fuck your thighs when you sleep, he's still to confused about the whole thing, but the feeling of your thighs around his cock and his hands on your waist to hold you still as you sleep, turn him on more than everything else.

Han Jisung - soft / rough

oh my man, my man would be so messy with that. he thought about it A LOT of times, like a lot. he would probably jerk off thinking about doing all of his favourite things to you as you sleep, be he's too shy to ask.

then one day when you tell him that you talked with you friends about this experience that they had he would be JUMPING AROUND of happiness, you just accept him do it.

then when you fall asleep in his arms, he doesn't loose time, he just move the sleeves from your body and open your legs, your thighs on his shoulders and your panties in front of him. as we talked before he's not gonna spend time to take your clothes off so he just move your panties aside to relieve your already soaked pussy. oh man he would be so happy, he's a pussy drunk.

I can see him in two here, deciding if he should just eat you out like an animal until you wake up from the too much pleasure of just tease you with his expert tongue, licking up and down your pussy lips, sucking lightly your clit until you get all messy wet. "don't wake up too early please, I love you so much pretty." he would basically have the time of his life.

lee felix - soft

I can't actually see Felix doing it but I'm gonna try to explain what I see with this. lix as hyunjin likes to make love, I cannot see him doing dirty things more than maybe some dirty talks.

he basically be a giant baby, in front of your naked body, with his eyes all over you, he feel a little bit ashamed for what he wants to do with you. he start to touch your thighs.

he start to massage them, slowly spread your legs and start to pass his small but really expert fingers on your folds, as he start to fingering you, you wake up.

his expression is everything, his hard cock against his stomach, his fingers inside you and his cheeks really red for get caught would make him really - really horny.

kim seungmin - rough

this man it's a fake innocent, listen to me with that. he would love you and respect you as much as he loves to destroy you until he's satisfy, or even more. even if he's bored he would.

but then, he just want to give a shot with that, he would be the one who ask, because we know how much this man can be pervert. he would die just to see you sleepy and fucked.

he wants you naked, as for minho, he wants to have you and have you there and now, he need to touch all of you. not just a single part, when he fucks you from behind as you sleep he wants to have all for him.

"such a good girl, take me so good, you're so wet right now," he whispers in your ear as you peacefully sleep, just thrusting his thick cock in your cunt, your body totally against his. he probably start to do it every week.

yang jeongin - soft / rough

I can't see Jeongin either doing it, he's not that into kinks stuff to be honest. but when he see your body with his tshirt on you and nothing else, oh boy have mercy.

he grab your waist as he lean beside you, looking at you as you fall asleep, looking so cute with your mouth lightly open, he can't wait to open you up.

he would slide and fingering you with two fingers in your folds, your clit already asking for attention that jeongin satisfy, you start to moan in your sleep. "so cute, fuck you're so tight already."

note: hey guys! I hope you liked it!! @itgirlalisaa just for you love 😋😋

[jihanbang]

BANG CHAN: "I MAKE IT UP FOR YOU"

WORD: 669 (been lazy writing)

WARNINGS: naughty mreader, bang chan being called chris (cuz it's hot) (Y/N) being a 5! uT, JEONGIN CAMEO (soooo sorry baby bread) (not exactly a smut but a tease)

A/N: OLD DRAFT ALERT! I'm not an active writer right now cuz I'm lazy af but, I have to take this out of my drafts cuz it's too many of them. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Jeongin, where are you going to spend the night?" (Y/N) asked as he was calling Jeongin, who apparently got kicked out of his apartment.

"I don't know hyung, can I sleep to your place?" Jeongin asked nervously, he really don't wanna bother his hyung especially Chris.

"Well, we have enough space for one person so, it a yes."

"Yes!" Jeongin exclaimed in the other end.

"But no bringing peeps you don't even know." (Y/N) said with authoritive tone.

"Yeah, yeah I'm really sorry about that."

------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "You what?" Chris exclaimed as he got home late at night, he was frustrated to his coworkers and clients all day long. "I know, I should have told you but it's Jeongin. He's homeless right now and we are his hyungs so we have to take care of him." Chris sighed at tiredness as he laid down the bed. "You know the consequences, right? Sleep on the couch right now." (Y/N) nodded as he took some pillows with him and laid down the couch in the living room. (Y/N) just looked at the ceiling as he hears Jeongin snores loudly in the guest room, he pitied the boy of course but, he also guilty of not saying this to Chris. He is determined that he should do something that make up for Chris, so he got an idea. Being a brat he was, (Y/N) changed into a tight boxer, a sleeveless shirt, and a knee-high sock that highlighted his thighs. He then approached the bedroom door where he opened the door and see Chris unbuttoning his work shirt. (Y/N) smirked as he acts shy. (Y/N)'s eyes instantly snapped back into focus as he realized he should have knocked on the door before entering. He had just gotten a little carried away staring at Chris's impressive physique. He was embarrassed he had forgotten his manners for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure as he stood there awkwardly in Chris's room.

(Y/N) started to blush as Chris's eyes took in his outfit, he had picked a rather revealing attire tonight, hoping to feel more confident and comfortable.

"I-I can't really sleep, I'm sorry I should've knock." (Y/N) said actively nervous, looking away from Chris's gaze. (Y/N) was feeling a little self-conscious in his outfit now, knowing how Chris was looking for him over.

(Y/N)'s blush grew stronger as Chris picked him up and carried him to the bed. That was a very masculine and confident move, he felt a little nervous and excited at the same time. He's body was pressed against Chris's body; he could feel his strong chest and muscular arms with his own body as he was carried over to the bed.

(Y/N) was starting to grow nervous about what might happen next, but he still felt a little aroused by the feeling of being carried by Chris's arms. Chris ripped off his shirt as (Y/N) was embarrassed by what was happening, but he was also very excited as he felt Chris's hands moving slowly down his body.

The feeling of being so close to Chris's body was making his breath come a little faster and his heart beat a little louder. (Y/N) could feel how hot his body was getting in that moment, Chris was taking off a layer of his clothes at a time, adding to the arousal of the situation.

(Y/N) felt his body growing warmer and more aroused with every layer that Chris removed.

"Chris, stop~"

"Why would I?" Chris said huskily.

"Innie could-" (Y/N) was cut off by Chris's rough hands around his mouth.

"He's a deep sleeper, you're my slut tonight." 

The way Chris was forcefully taking (Y/N)'s clothes off was making him feel very helpless and vulnerable, which only added to the excitement of the moment. (Y/N) was becoming increasingly receptive to Chris's every word and gesture, he wanted to be taken and used. He felt the shift in (Y/N)'s body language as he could see his desire growing stronger with every moment.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------ A/N: ACKKKKKK THIS EMBARRASSING!!!

[ybklix]

favorite crime

♡ pairing: bang chan x fem!character

⮑ intro

⋆cw: none ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

⋆notes: narrated from fem character’s pov. fic based on 2004.

masterlist here

a/n: help, i’m not really sure how that store used to be like since I’m writing it to romanticize the early 2000’s ok

chapters one & two

ONE

word count: 816

Excluding the part about living in an insignificant town and still attending school… it’s not relevant. None of that matters or will matter once I manage to get out of here… and finally become someone else among the millions of people in the city, amidst the hustle and bustle, broken hopes, dreams hanging by a thread, and completely void happiness, just there, I’ll be there. Living, I guess. Breathing in the smoke from some neighbor’s cigarette and questioning if this is my path, since clearly the one I’m on now is not pleasing at all.

I managed to stop my thoughts for a few seconds; my mother was shouting from the bathroom, repeatedly asking me to check on a delivery the courier had just made. It was my last weekend before a new school year, and surprisingly, the weather had remained warm, so I was only wearing comfortable clothes. August had gone by, soon it would be September, and my favorite season would finally begin.

I opened the door to find an ostentatious box with the IKEA logo engraved on it. I had no idea if my mother had ordered some new furniture, so just as I was about to grab it and drag it, I realized the big mistake. The label didn’t bear any familiar name, and in fact, the address indicated the next-door neighbor’s number. Minho Lee, 143. I grimaced, unsure if I should be the one to report the mistake, or just not bother and move the box in front of his door, hoping he’d open it.

Considering, it was strange for this kind of confusion as deliveries like this always went to the reception where they would then call the owner just to make sure if it’s okay to bring it up or leave it right there downstairs.

Minho Lee… I knew they moved into the next-door apartment almost over a month ago, but honestly, I never cared to know who lived around me. I dragged the heavy box a few meters to his door and simply knocked on his door out of impulse, without hope of any response or desire to stay there to give any explanation. But the response was quicker than I thought because, as soon as I knocked, almost instantly, the neighbor appeared, dressed comfortably all in black, in shorts and a sleeveless shirt.

He had a look of confusion on his face. I remained for 3 seconds not knowing what to do until I managed to say:

“This appeared at our door, but I think it’s yours.”

The Asian-looking guy looked even more confused for about two more seconds until he managed to read that my gaze was directed towards the ground, and it wasn’t until he noticed that, his demeanor could relax. He read the name on the label and immediately thanked me.

“Yes, it’s here, thank you.”

I gave a smile with nothing else to say and headed for the doorknob of my door as I watched him out of the corner of my eye bending down to pick up his belongings. And finally, I quickly entered, realizing the ridiculous pajamas I was wearing. I closed my eyes tightly, embarrassed, as if that action could erase how uncomfortable it was for me to realize that I had a considerably attractive neighbor. His aura, his appearance… I wished to study him a little more, but really there was nothing more to say, nothing more than, here’s your box. I bit my lip wondering if I should have spoken and started a conversation with him by saying the typical nonsense like “this mistake had never happened before… the courier must be new, just like you, since when did you move…” But precisely my outfit, relaxed and messy, and my appearance… if only I had a little more luck next time, I wouldn’t think of wasting it like this.

Minho Lee looked young, like a recent college graduate, or maybe someone in their final year. As I climbed the stairs to my room, I thought about how ridiculous it was to start creating more ideas about him. Checking the clock, I smiled realizing it was my working hour and that I could leave this apartment without excuse.

After minutes, I left; grabbing my apartment keys and without saying a word to my mother, as if we didn’t have the great freedom to know or communicate our next whereabouts. Or just any kind of communication. Living with her was strange.

The building’s elevator stopped working two weeks ago and still seems to be under repair, so I hurry down the stairs until I reach the main hall, where surprisingly, I manage to recognize whose broad back was in front of me, also leaving the building, but heading in a different direction.

Part of me felt the need to follow him just out of sheer curiosity, and the fact of feeling excitement studying a new individual was… indescribable. Who is Minho Lee.

TWO

word count: 2k

My whole world sadly revolved around an idiot who never knew how to love me, care for me, and protect me the way I would have wanted. The way a sensible father would care for his only daughter. Or at least that’s what everyone reminds me every year in every damn school; always asking about my father, wondering what his next book would be about… but I can’t even speak out loud about him, sometimes I wish he were a stranger, but I have the greatest fear that… what little I know about him encompasses important concepts of who or how he really is.

I was the only daughter of a well-known artist, the acclaimed writer Henry Waldrop, whose books were such a great success that each of them —almost all of them— were adapted in Hollywood, on the big screens, with actors of the caliber of Nicole Kidman or Brad Pitt, working with promising directors like Mendes and Fincher, winners of important awards, with Henry himself writing his own scripts on a couple of occasions, nothing took him out of Los Angeles. Waldrop has been hailed as the greatest American speaking in the world of literature since Fitzgerald and Hemingway by the Times, countless interviews in the New Yorker, and among other accolades.

He has been called everything; but I will never be able to call him dad again, not since I was 7 years old.

My relationship with him is cold, distant, and almost nonexistent; I always register my name as Calliope Moore, my mother’s last name, hoping not to be recognized in this small town, however, I can’t change it at school, for the moment I can’t change it legally either; so for now, I remain hidden like this. Meanwhile, in a part-time job after school and on weekends.

I was a child who could be considered naive and sweet, at least until I was 6 years old. Then I realized many things, that my father loved fame and excess in meaningless material things more than his family, that his writing is immature and difficult to read, never matured, I never understood why I had to do it before him, unfairly, or worse, do it for him. Despite that, I became my worst enemy, I became an admirer, not of him, but of the artistic world in which he lived; my only memories with him were his huge literary collection, his love for art and cinema; he had me captive every year of my life, I spent hours sitting in his library reading instead of having a conversation with him; I chose something from his extensive collection of movies to watch on DVD. All this on his forced weekends when he legally had to see me. And worst of all, I found refuge in letters… vaguely considering myself a writer; like he is.

I know there’s the silly idea that he really cares about me just because he’s my father, that everything can be fixed if only I would talk to him… but I wish it were that simple, the reason I preferred to be locked in his office was because I saw too many things I should never have seen, situations that a loving and careful father would ensure none of his children know about, I cried seeing women enter his apartment, thinking it wasn’t the kind of love he should give to mother, I didn’t understand why my friends at school could introduce them and I just heard ‘oh, he’s something like a celebrity, he’s just busy. Maybe someday you’ll be like him.’

I sigh and look from afar at the store manager smiling at me, it’s funny to consider he has a little crush on me and I can easily manipulate him. In a matter of seconds, the loud sound of the phone interrupts my daily thoughts about complaining about life.

“Blockbus-”

“Callie, it’s Sarah, can you urgently cover for me for two hours? I have something very important at university.”

I rolled my eyes at being interrupted and at hearing my coworker’s needy voice on the other end of the line, I didn’t need details, but I was surprised by the quick passage of time, so I checked it, she arrived an hour later than agreed and I had no idea.

“All right.”

“Thank you, I owe you one, Cal.”

I slid over the counter, resting my chin on the palm of my hand, bored. Tim, the manager, who is about 8 years older than me, took care of putting on music; I really didn’t have a specific plan for this Saturday, but two more hours of time were just time.

To kill the time, I moved around here and there, sorted movies, checked boxes of new tapes, read each synopsis, sorted each genre, and finally went to tidy up a bit under the main counter; customers came in sporadically and this was the next customer I heard since an hour ago. Tim greeted them with a good evening. I assumed they had to go between the aisles of shelves to pick out their movie or movies to rent, so I didn’t pay attention to them as I continued cleaning up a bit.

Indeed, it took about 10 minutes, when I heard the plastic fall onto the cold wood of the checkout counter and a male voice say, referring to Tim, “Are you checking out over here?”

“No, um, Callie-”

Tim spoke and before he finished his sentence, I hurried to stand up, finding the guy from this morning next to me, Minho Lee. He was still dressed in black, now with jeans, he was wearing bracelets on his left hand now. For a second, I couldn’t say anything, other than meet his gaze, but I immediately regained my composure and gave him a warm smile, but I feared that this time, for him, this client, it was a genuine one.

His gaze was tender for a second as he seemed slightly surprised by the sudden way I unexpectedly ‘sprung’ from the floor; then he softened it and kept eye contact with me.

“I’m here to return these,” he spoke, dragging a stack of 3 movies “and I’ll take these” he pointed to the stack on the right.

My gaze lowered to his hands on the tapes and on the DVDs themselves. I took the products to be returned and inspected each one of them: How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days, Kill Bill, A Tale of Two Sisters. I gave him a smile, clearly judging, at least it was the fun part of the job; seeing what kind of person you were based on your taste in movies. And for Minho… there was no relation, a romantic comedy, Kill Bill, just Kill Bill and… a foreign psychological horror movie, judging by its cover, it seemed to be from Asia. If I weren’t trying to convince myself that someone considerably attractive like him is single, I would say the romantic comedy is something he would watch with some romantic date without a doubt.

“Name?” I raised my eyebrows, feigning disinterest as if I hadn’t seen him a couple of hours ago.

Judging by his look, it was clear that in some way he also recognized me.

“Under the name of Minho Lee, with an H between the N and O” he replied.

This Charming Man by The Smiths started playing and I noticed a slight movement of his fingers on the table to the rhythm of the melody; all while I typed his name into the computer. I was impressed by his profile, apparently, he’s a frequent customer judging by the long list of movies. He even has a membership, wow, I had never seen him here.

“Would you like the standard two-week rental?”

He nodded. I registered the new movies to rent, not without looking at them in detail: a foreign horror movie, Korean-looking, The Wig, Dracula 2, god, I heard the movie was terrible and Scream 2. I guess he wanted to watch only one genre for the moment, no more romantic comedies.

“That will be 33 dollars… 23 with the membership discount.”

“Thank you… Calliope” he read the tag with my name on my blue vest.

The story of my name is a bit funny, my father, a man without emotional responsibility whose heart was always incapable of falling in love, had his philosophy around the Greek mythology of the 9 muses, which is ironic considering the number of lovers he had, and, from what I heard, how much he promised each of the women he got involved with, that they were his muse and inspiration. My name comes from the muse of music, as he met my mother in college and that was her career at the time. My mother’s dream was always to direct orchestras, play the cello at important events in New York… but then I was born.

It would be a nice and moving story if any of my parents appreciated each other, but my mother made sure to make it clear how much she detested him and remind me what she could have done if I had never been born.

During that time, my father was working as an apprentice to a professor and substitute professor at the university. A literary cliché that inspired one of his books, by the way. Each page of the encounters with my mother severely altered, as she exclaimed, that never happened… if only things had been like that… Anyway, the book turned into a movie and considered a classic romance of the nineties. It was funny when someone came to rent it, since for now, I work at the town’s Blockbuster.

Anyway, my father had this immature belief that since I was the one growing in my mother’s womb, I would be the greatest force and source of inspiration for her, a muse. Sometimes I suppose my mother ended up hating me. She had to raise me and support Henry in his dream as a writer. I grew up and live in the same place as him; a wealthy area in northern New York state; where my teachers, absorbed by his work, expected innate talent from me.

But the pressure isn’t always on me. I have an older brother, a half-brother, named Apollo —a bit strange considering that literature says he was married to Calliope or something like that—; who likes to be recognized as Henry Waldrop’s legitimate son, with his gallery in Manhattan; however, he’s nothing more than another pretentious wannabe from the Upper East Side.

After Minho left, I pretended to close his membership and register the returned movies, but I was just snooping around, his birthday, October 25th, he’s 10 years older than me, he really doesn’t seem like it; it must be his Asian genetics I guess. His address, registered in the same building as mine, his email, his phone, and… the record of his rentals.

Not even 10 minutes passed when the sound of the door caught my attention again, Sarah had arrived, I didn’t notice the time so I checked it, she arrived an hour later than agreed and had no idea.

Sarah came in with a smile, dropping her bag on the counter making noise as she arrived.

“I’m here.”

I quickly closed the computer information and let out a jokingly annoyed sigh at her presence.

“Well, there are only two hours left until closing.”

“Three, we close later on Saturdays.”

I rolled my eyes playfully and took off my blue vest, walking to the other side of the counter, ready to grab my things and leave.

“Is this…?” Sarah mentioned, catching my attention.

I turned to look at her and she was holding the returned movies from a few moments ago. I forgot to organize them.

“Oh, let me-”

“Oh no” she interrupted me “Kill Bill and A Tale of Two Sisters, Korean horror? Did the handsome guy already stopped by?”

I frowned.

“He just left” said Tim.

Sarah made a disappointed face.

“I guess he comes often” I said.

“Of course, every Saturday at seven during my shift.”

I stared at her, perplexed.

“He’s definitely coming to see you, Sarah” Tim added, amused.

Sarah just smiled. I let out a reluctant laugh.

“I’m leaving” I announced.

“Wait, Callie, aren’t you going to organize them…” I heard Sarah exclaim just before leaving through the door, but I decided to ignore her.

She can do it alone. Maybe Minho can come back to help her.

[gnabnahc317cb97]

Office Space

Bang Chan × Female reader

Word count: 1.8K

Synopsis: You live in a world where one touch of your soulmate will ignite a pathological urge to consummate your bond. What happens when you bump into the cute guy from the office and it appears as though you've found your match?

Warnings: 18+ ONLY MDNI! Cursing/strong language, semi public sex in a locked office no one knows), unprotected sex (please use condoms), cream pie. I think that's it not anything too crazy but if I missed something please let me know and I'll add it asap!

The same thing happened to everyone. Once you turned twenty-one, if you came into physical contact with your soulmate your body had an overwhelming primal desire to claim each other physically. Fuck. It was a big talking point when you start going through sex ed in junior high. You heard the same thing you always did with anything else that had to do with sexual education. ‘It’s perfectly normal’ or ‘It happens to everyone’.  

No matter how true that was, it didn’t make the topic any less uncomfortable to talk about for some people, you being one of those people. You avoided anything that had to do with soulmates but when you turned twenty-one you went to a psychic with some friends and the lady who read your fortune said that your soulmate’s name would be Chris and his last name had something to do with a gun or fireworks, an explosion maybe, she wasn’t sure and you weren’t buying any of it.  

By the time you were twenty-five a few of your friends had already found their soulmates. You didn’t have time for that nonsense. Your career was your soulmate. You were the lead of your department’s team and it was no easy feat getting to that position.  There were eight other teams all the leads for those departments were men.

Most but not all of them you had met in passing regularly. There was one that you had never even been introduced to but you heard people calling him Chan. You couldn’t lie to yourself, he was gorgeous. Strong nose, kind eyes, pouty lips, shoulders for days, and well, he definitely had a good tailor because his ass... You had to stop thinking like that, you didn’t know the man. You didn’t know his last name, you had never even heard his voice.  

Well, that was about to change really soon. Today when you got to work the head of your branch was pulling all team leads in for a meeting so you and the eight other men, including Chan, had to meet in meeting room three immediately after lunch. Around one thirty all nine of you promptly met your boss.

There were eight other people there and you were trying not to be distracted by one person in general. It was difficult, you didn’t know why. You were able to keep up with the meeting but about halfway into your boss's third bullet point you were getting warm and took off your sweater. The dress you wore was sleeveless, you were hoping you could cool off. You were trying not to look at him but your eyes found him anyway as you shrugged your cardigan off. When you did you found his eyes already on you, something in them.  

“Chan?” Your boss had called him twice now and he snapped out of it and realized you noticed him staring, he quickly looked away. You could see his ears turning red. 

“Yes sir?” Your boss asked Chan to present what his team had been working on this quarter, asked a few questions about Chan’s team, and where he’d like to see things go in the next quarter. Chan had an answer for everything and it came out as smooth as butter with his thick Australian accent, which you had not been expecting.

When Chan was done the boss called on you to do the same thing. You stood and started walking forward as Chan was headed back to his seat. The walkway was narrow, you went to step around each other but stepped in the same direction, you both kind of nervously laughed and then stepped in the same direction again. 

“Sorry,” His slender fingers gently gripped your shoulder and he stepped behind you. His cologne was intoxicating and it was like one touch set your whole body on fire. When he passed you and headed to his seat you looked behind you for a second but he was already pulling out his chair. You tried to ignore the feeling in the pit of your stomach and focused on your presentation.

One by one all of the guys had to go up and do the same thing. It drug on forever if felt like. The throbbing between your legs was unbearable, you didn’t think you could press your thighs together any harder. Chan just seemed to be intently listening to whichever one of the guys was presenting, seemingly unbothered. Finally your boss dismissed you all you were thanking the stars you could finally get out of there and away from Chan before you made a fool of yourself. Just before you could make your haste, exit Chan called your name. 

“Oh excuse me, y/n? Would you mind coming to my office and running over a couple things about your team that I think I’d like to implement with mine?” You almost choked. 

“Y-your office?” He nodded; he was acting perfectly normal. You’d thought, well... you’d thought maybe he was your soulmate with the way you were feeling but apparently, you're just a horny perv that thinks about fucking their co-workers. 

“If you’re busy...” You didn’t want to seem impolite or like you weren’t a team player, he was really giving you a huge compliment by asking for such a thing. You just needed to get a hold of yourself. 

“No! Uhehm, no I’m not busy... I’d be happy to go over whatever you’d like.” That sounded like more than it should have you felt like but he still seemed totally nonchalant. He bowed and then led the way, you following the trail of whatever cologne he was wearing. Chan opened the door and let you in first.

You walked into his office nervous, hoping you could keep control of yourself because you had never felt so out of control in your life. As soon as you were in his office Chan came in too, then shut and locked the door. You turned to him and he walked up on you quickly. Your heart started racing, his hands gently cradled your face, his now a breath away from yours. 

“God please tell me you feel this too.” You were so relieved, you pulled him into a kiss as your answer. You had to taste his lips, they looked so juicy, a little red from worrying at them. You pulled away for a breath and backed towards his desk pulling him by his tie gently. He had a wicked smile on his face and followed. You sat on the desk legs spread, skirt riding up a bit and Chan nestled himself between your thighs, gripping your hips before kissing you again. You wrapped your arms around his wide shoulders and scooched forward. 

“I’ve had the biggest crush on you since I started here.” He admitted suddenly, lips hovering over yours. You couldn’t help how big your smile got. 

“Really?” He nodded biting at his lips and then kissing you again, his tongue sliding into your mouth, tasting you until oxygen was needed. 

“I’ve always noticed you too, it’s always kind of scared me.” You panted out. One of Chan’s hands was on your waist the other tracing your jaw.  

“You don’t have to be scared baby girl.” You felt warm all over hearing him say that. 

“I know.” You lifted your skirt more then hooked your fingers into the side of your panties and pulled them over, exposing your dripping sex to him. He looked down and his mouth watered but then he forced himself to look back up at you. 

“Are you sure?” You nodded and pulled at him desperately. 

“Mhmm.” You needed him. Chan started to unbuckle his pants, pulling them down and just as he was about to pull down his briefs, exposing the large outline in them, he realized something. 

“Oh... uh... I don’t have a condom.” You looked at him sweetly, a little shy, you always were when it came to this stuff. 

“Well... it’s just... together forever, right? I mean, that’s what this means... doesn’t it?” Chan cupped your face and nodded his eyes sparkling. 

“Together forever.” He kissed you softly. 

“I’m on the pill, so... it’s okay.” He shook his head, then dropped his underwear and you got a full view of what had been straining against the stretchy fabric of his briefs. You gnawed at your lips and he didn’t waste time. Chan wrapped your legs around him and lined up with your wet hole. When he sank into you it finally made sense.  

“Yes... fuck... f-feels so good baby girl. Please wanna hear you say my name, tell me how you want it beautiful.” 

“Chan yes fuck... harder, fuck me harder...” Chan fucked you harder, panting and moaning just as much as you. You loved how he wasn’t scared to make a little bit of noise for you. Not enough for anyone outside the office to hear but enough to make you drip for him. Chan shook his head no. 

“C-call me Chris...” 

“What?” You stopped him and looked into his eyes, your soulmate’s eyes. 

“C-Chris, my real first name is Chris...” I’ll be goddamned, you thought to yourself. 

“What’s your last name?” He smirked at you with a funny look on his face, laughing a little. 

“Seems like an unusual time to ask. Wanna know what yours is gonna be in the future?” You flushed and smiled. 

“It’s Bang.” He kissed you. The fucking psychic was right. 

“Why does everyone call you Chan?” He pushed a stray hair away and you couldn’t help but lean into his warmth. 

“It’s my middle name and there is a lot of Chris’ on our team. So I go by Chan in the office, but everywhere else, I’m Chris and I’d very much prefer to be Chris when I’m inside you. He rolled his hips and your eyes rolled back.  

“Mmmm Chris...” He started fucking you harder egged on by you using his actual first name. 

“huhuhu Chrisss...” Harder harder harder he kept pounding into you. He loved it he wanted more. 

“C-C-Chr-risss... g-gonna... gonna cum.” A light sweat was starting to break out on Chan’s forehead as he pushed you harder towards your climax. Your arms wrapped around him hand fulls of his beautiful curls. 

“God fuck I’m gonna cum too... fuck! Cum with me baby girl... cum with me.” He snapped his hips into yours again, brushing your g spot and you went nose diving into your orgasm clutching onto his muscular frame tightly, gasping for air. As soon as your cunt started clenching around Chan he started coming too, pushing deep inside as he filled you.

You both held each other, your legs wrapped around him, foreheads pressed together, trying to catch your breath. Once both your heartbeats returned to normal Chan helped you off his desk and pulled your skirt down for you. You adjusted his tie and he leaned in kissing you again. 

“Uh do you maybe wanna grab some dinner tonight?” You smiled and tried to help tame his curls a bit after mussing them when you came. 

“I’d love to Chris.” 

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[kpopbestie96]

Part two: Crushing on my best friend

Hello lovelies! I finally wrote part two! I really hope you enjoy it! Again, I'm really sorry for not posting part two earlier. I wanted to but time got away from me. Please enjoy, please be delusional reading this! Let's go!

Paring: Bang Chan x reader, Bang Chan x Y/n

Genre: Stray Kids fan fiction, Bang Chan fan fiction

Warnings: cussing, 17+

"Let me see your phone," Chan demanded, holding out his hand, hoping she would actually give it to him.

She scoffed in disgust while rolling her eyes. "What for?" She asked, placing her hands on her hips.

Chan felt his anger brewing while thinking back to what you said if she didn't show you her phone. His heart stung a little bit. "I see..."

"See what?" Her eyebrows were pinched together, annoyed that you would ask to see her phone.

"We're done," he said without any more hesitation.

"Seriously Chan?" She stepped closer to him, her vision not leaving his. "Just because I won't show you my phone??"

"It means your hiding something."

"It fucking doesn't!" He looked down at his coffee table, seeing his phone light up while she had her back towards him; complaining how he doesn't know how to trust people.

He saw that it was you who messaged, squinting down to try and read it before she turned back around. He saw something, saying: I've been wanting to tell you. Is all he could read before she was yelling his way again.

His mind was racing, not even listening to his girlfriend, wondering what the rest of the message said if it started of the way it did.

"Please leave," He pointed towards the door annoyed. "I want you out of here! We're offically done." He was fuming and couldn't wait for her to leave his home and life.

"I can't believe this!" Her arms moving every which way. "You're throwing this all away because of an accusation??"

"Just show me your phone, it's simple." He noted.

"No," her voice almost sounded liked a spoiled child. A brat that wasn't getting her way.

"Then get the fuck out. I can't help you much more."

She left yelling, flailing her arms everywhere as he walked back to pick up his phone off the coffee table.

He opened your message, sitting down slowly onto his couch, taken back by your confession.

"She likes me more than a friend??" He couldn't believe it. He thought earlier today you would say something, not send him a message while fighting with his girlfriend. Well ex now.

A smiled crept on to his face because the younger version in him was jumping up for joy. He pushed his crush for you away when he realized this was only going to be a friendship.

He never wanted to ask because he didn't want to ruin what you two had. But now that you admitted to liking him, he was ready to confess how he feels about you.

He messaged you, called you but you weren't picking up or texting back. I wonder if she's asleep, he thought as he saw the time.

I'll go over tomorrow, he got ready for bed but it was no use sleeping as he wondered what to say. "I like you too, always have. No that's dumb. Um, you've always been part of my heart." He covered his eyes with his hands trying to find a way to tell you.

The next morning you immediately checked your phone. Okay, let's think of the worst possible outcome.

When you clicked your phone on, you saw there was a few messages and missed calls from Chan. Shit, I didn't think it would be this bad. You tossed your phone back onto the night stand, walking away to go take a shower where you cried your eyes out.

I should have done it...I knew it. You gripped your hair, frustrated for letting your emotions take over to do something so crazy.

The entire morning, you avoided your phone like the plauge. You werent ready for the rejection, so you made your breakfast and chilling in the living room. While Chan was at home wondering why you haven't called or messaged him back.

He figured he would do the next best thing and go over. He zipped up his favorite black jacket over his white sleeveless top, paired with some black shorts and shoes.

He raced over to your house, hoping that you were still there and didn't leave for the day while you finally got up and decided to check your phone.

Okay, I can do this. I will understand and be mindful of his decision. I can do this.

You sat down on your bed, your feet hanging off as you couldn't help but stare at your phone. As much as you were comforting yourself, your body didn't want to reach out and grab it.

As you bit you bottom lip softly, you finally reached over, grabbed it and held your phone in your hand.

When you clicked it on, you saw other notifications that weren't top priority to look at, as you clicked on the messages icon on the screen.

Your finger hovered above Chan's messages not looking down at the phone. Okay just press it, you told yourself. As soon as you were about to press your thumb down on the screen, you heard a knock on the door.

Your eyes shot open, what...who's that? You brought your phone closer to you, looking down to see Chan messaged he was coming over.

Oh! You quickly fixed yourself up a bit before answering the door, not wanting to look too much like trash.

"Hey!" You said opening the door wide for him to come in. "Sorry I didn't see your message. I would have gotten dressed more and done my makeup."

"Y/n you're fine! I always tell you how much more beautiful you look without it."

You tried to keep your smile down as your nerves were wondering why he was here. Oh God, he's going to reject me to my face. Well let's get this over with. "Please, come in." You said stepping out of the way for him to walk in and take his shoes off by the door.

"Do you want anything to drink?" You nervously asked, eyeing him suspiciously when he didn't turn around to face you, seeing his the black jacket cover his broad shoulders.

"Nah, I'm okay. But is there a reason you didn't text or call back?" He asked, not wanting to beat around the bush.

With your hands behind your back, you stared at the ground nervously as your heart was about to fall out of your chest and land on the floor. "I...I guess I wasn't ready," you stuttered as you tried to keep your tears from falling out.

"What do you mean?" He walked over to you, seeing his white socks in your view. "Wait, did you think I don't feel the same way?"

Your head snapped up a little too quickly, making you mentally face palm yourself for the way your reacted. What did he say??

But Chan didn't think of anything of it as he could see the worry on your face. "Y/n...can I see your hand?"

"Um..sure..." you said sounding skeptical. You shakily put your hand out, which made you yell at yourself. I've held his hand before, I need to calm down.

His strong, veiny hand covered yours making you cheeks turn a light shade of pink. "You're message made me so happy, you have no idea how long I've had a crush on you."

Time stood still with his announcement, none of this seemed real to you. "What?" Was the only question you could ask.

"We've been friends for years and I thought that's all we were ever going to be. So I pushed my crush for you away. But now that I know..."

He stepped closer to you, titling your head up to look at him, while he continued to hold your hand, squeezing it a bit tighter.

Your body was tense and you could feel your breathing become irregular, there's no way this is fucking happening. I'm dreaming, cause that's the only logical explanation right now.

He moved his face down as your eyes were wide open, waiting for something you've only dreamt about. His face stopped, softly feeling his pink plumped lips agaisnt yours.

You silently whined as he opened his eyes, wanting to make sure this was okay, not want to over step his boundaries. "May I? I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

"Of course you can."

You could feel him smile before placing his free hand on your left cheek, softly pressing his lips against yours.

Your head was spinning as the butterflies in your stomach released.

You couldn't believe this was happening, thinking to all the times you've dreamt about this, all the times where you were shyly checking him out, all the times for biting your tongue whenever he would introduce a new girl to you.

His hands moved to your hips, pressing your body against his while you floated on the most comfortable cloud you've ever rode.

"I've been waiting a long time to do that," He said breaking you out of your thoughts while resting his head against yours.

You opened your eyes, starting into his, while there was ringing in your ears. "I know what you mean," you softly laughed while you didn't want to move past this moment.

"But go get dressed," Chan said, standing straight up. "Let's go on a date."

"A date??" You asked shocked, flinching back by saying the word date.

"Unless you want to stay friends? Let's go hang out." He chuckled.

"I'll go get ready! I'm assuming casual?"

You couldn't help but move your vision to see his his jacket sliding down his arm, exposing his toned shoulder. You quickly yelled at yourself to whip your gaze back to his.

"Yeah, let's go do something fun!"

"Okay, I'm in!" You were about to run to your room when he grabbed your hand and spun your around.

"Wait one more thing," He said before smashing your lips against his. "Just wanted to do that. But go get dressed."

You were left in a haze as you walked to your room, feeling his lips still on yours.

"Woow..." you said quietly to yourself as you closed the door behind and threw yourself onto the bed, smiling so big while staring up the ceiling. I can't believe this is real! You squealed, trying your best not to be too loud.

Once you got dressed, did some makeup, you walked out to a smiling Chan who turned your TV off once you walked out.

"Ready?"

"Ready!"

You walked to the elevator as he sneakily intertwined your fingers together. Your cheeks became warm, looking down at your hands together before looking at him.

You could see a smile forming on his face, his ears turning red as he shyly turned towards you.

"Is this okay?" He asked.

"Of course," you smiled before stepping onto the elevator and heading to your first date with him.

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[youn9racha]

hard thoughts, you insinuate bang chan has gym muscles and not "actual" strength 👀 *cough* strength kink *cough*

no because if you want to tease him like that, he’ll go insane.

you’ll see him come back from the gym being all sweaty and stuff, and he’s wearing his usual black sleeveless top. you see how his arm slightly flex when he lifts up his arm to have a sip of bottle as he approaches you to give you a kiss on the forehead as a greeting. you noticed how he was getting bigger and bigger and your need for him to throw you around like a bag of rice is all that is inhabiting in your brain.

“are those muscles really your muscles?” you commented as he walked to the open kitchen to grab a snack. he lifted his head of the fridge with a furrowed brow, “what do you mean?”

you smirked, “do they really do their job? can you even lift anything?”

you went on and teased him about his “fake muscles” but chan can see right through your facade.

you knew he was a strong man, you know he could just pick you up and throw you onto the couch like you were a feather, but he wabted to have your fun. he just crossed his bulky arms as he looks at you with a dark smile.

you knew chan was the type to get affected by comments about his appearance, but you knew this wouldn’t affect him because he worked hard for it, and you know that very well.

“yeah, your biceps don’t do shit, i bet it won’t even carry m—woah!”

your words were interrupted suddenly after chan effortlessly threw you over his shoulder with one arm, making you fake protest and carried on blurting out nonsense as he carried you to your shared bedroom.

“you’re weak, christopher bang! you don’t have any strength!”

after you finished your protest, he threw you into the bed and pinned you down by trapping your wrist into the bed with his arm as his buff body lays on top of you, his eyes going down on you with a lustful gaze, making you gulp in intimidation.

“what? ran out of insult?”

you stuttered out some gibberish as his head leaned down to your neck, licking and biting the sweet spot making you moan at the pleasant feeling, making him slightly chuckle as he leaned back to your face, his lips barely touching yours, whispering with a menacing smirk.

“thats what i thought…”

[jerirose]

ATE [v] [i] [ii] [iii] [iv] © Jeri Rose | INPRNT

[Image Description] Digital realism painting of Bang Chan from Stray Kids. Bang Chan is painted from the chest up and is facing the camera, he is wearing a sleeveless denim jacket with a black tank top underneath. Chan's left arm is raised and he is holding a orange and cream lolipop that he's pressing against his lips. Chan has black hair that messily falling infront of his forehead. Chan has deep brown eyes and is looking straight at the viewer. Chan's cheeks, neck and arms have stars scattered across from in purples, blues and pinks. He's wearing two silver rings and a black beaded necklace with two silver beads. He has several facial piercings including a nose ring, angel bites with spikey studs, and aa eyebrow piercing. He has several piercings in his ears too. Bang Chan sits infront of a mottled duck egg wall.

[joongbin]

missed you. - s.cb ♔︎

summary › clingy changbinnie 🧐

genre › fluff

warnings › kissing, binnie is so clingy its unbelievable

pairings › seo changbin x gn!reader

𑁍𑁍𑁍. .𑁍𑁍𑁍

2:12 A.M.

Changbin stretched with heavy eyes. Their newest comeback had been keeping the three producers on their toes. God, he missed you so much. He groaned as he put his head on the table. Jisung had left earlier since he got too tired to work on the song. Chan looked over to Changbin with a light chuckle.

“ you know you can just leave right now, right? ” He walked over to the male, patting his back.

“ .. are you sure? I don't want you to be alone, y'know? ” Changbin sat up with a frown, looking up at Chan. He didn't wanna leave Chan alone at 2 A.M., what if he accidentally slept in the studio?

“ yeah, and c'mon. i know how much you miss them. ” Chan chuckled again when he saw Changbin's pout with the tips of his ears turning red.

“ yeah, yeah. Don't stay up too late, m'kay? ” Changbin packed his belongings in to his bag before leaving. Chan waved bye to him with a smile. Bang Chan closed the door since Changbin forgot to and got back to work.

𑁍

Changbin opened the door to see you laying on the couch, on your phone, blanket over you with the AC on. He closed the door behind him and put away his bag before laying on top of you.

“ so early? you usually come back by 3. ” You kissed his head while playing with his curls. He groaned and pouted before looking at you.

“ i missed you ... I didn't see you all day, y'know. ” He frowned. You chuckled lightly, patting his back.

“ i know, i know. I missed you too. Why don't you shower first before we sleep, okay? ” You cupped his cheeks before kissing him on the lips.

Changbin perked up slightly. He sat up and walked in to the bathroom to take a shower while you tried to relax your muscles. Having a buff man on your entire body hurts like hell.

𑁍

Now in the bedroom, the living room had all lights closed. Changbin got out of the shower with boxers and a sleeveless shirt. He dried his hair with a towel and hung it before jumping on the bed, beside you. The shower had woken him up, but he still needed to sleep.

“ baby, can we sleep now? ” Changbin held on to your arm, his voice sounding groggy. You hummed, shutting your phone off.

“ close the lights first. ” Changbin whined before obliging. He stood up from the bed and turned off the lights. He then laid down in front of you, wanting you to hold him instead.

You had an arm over him only, so he decided to take matters in to his own hands. Changbin wrapped an arm around you with a leg over yours. His head nuzzled in to your neck.

“ goodnight bin. ”

𑁍𑁍𑁍. .𑁍𑁍𑁍

[straykidzwifey]

Unexpected Encounters

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Pairing: Bang Chan X OC

Warnings: Mentions of Religion

Summary: An unexpected encounter happens when Zena Allen runs into Felix a member of Stray Kids, her all time favorite Kpop group. He invites her to their concert later that night where she meet Bang Chan. Will there encounter spark a relationship or will she forever be just a fan.

Masterlist

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Chapter 2: Outfit Dilemmas And Stage Meets

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Zena's POV ------------------------------

I found myself standing in front of my closet, surrounded by a tumultuous sea of clothing that left me feeling both overwhelmed and frustrated. The pressing need for the perfect outfit to wear to the much-anticipated concert fueled my desperation. With a heavy sigh, I decided to seek guidance from Zara.

"Zara!" I called out from my room, hoping for a lifeline in my fashion dilemma. A muffled response came from the adjacent space, prompting me to repeat myself, "Can you come here for a moment?" With curiosity, her head peered around the corner, discovering me amidst the chaos of clothes. Dusty sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the fabric piles and casting shadows that added to the chaos.

Zara's cheerful voice resonated through the room as she greeted me. "Hey, Z. What's up?"

"I need your opinion. I'm stressing about what to wear to the concert tonight. I want to look cool but not come across as trying too hard. Something that showcases my unique personality and fashion sense, yet also aligns with the band's vibe. Any ideas?" I explained with a sense of urgency

Zara sifted through the array of clothes, her eyes landing on a pair of perfectly worn black cargo pants. "These are perfect for you," she declared, holding them up for me to see. "They have that edgy vibe but are also super comfortable." Next, a bright red sleeveless bodysuit with a mock neck caught her attention. "This will really accentuate your curves and add a pop of color." Black combat boots, a chunky chain necklace, grunge-inspired drop earrings, and bold red sunglasses completed the ensemble. "With these accessories, you'll definitely give off that cool rocker chick vibe," she grinned.

I beamed as I slipped into the outfit, admiring my reflection in the full-length mirror. The vibrant colors and sleek lines of the clothing accentuated my figure, making me feel bold and powerful. "You are the absolute best sister," I exclaimed with gratitude. "I know I am.", she said as she flipped her hair behind her shoulder. We both looked at each other and started laughing.

Zara embraced me tightly, a warm and reassuring hug that radiated love and excitement. "You're going to have the most incredible time tonight." Her voice overflowed with genuine enthusiasm and encouragement. "Just remember to enjoy every moment. And don't forget to take lots of pictures and tell me all about it."

With a grateful nod, I thanked her once more before swiftly grabbing my keys and wallet and making my way to the car. The sun was already starting to dip below the horizon as I drove towards the building where the highly anticipated concert was being held. As I navigated through the bustling city streets and crazy drivers, my mind buzzed with excitement and nerves, envisioning the possibilities that lay ahead. I couldn't wait to experience the band live, wondering how they would sound in person and how they would react to my presence. My thoughts raced with anticipation, contemplating the topics they might discuss and the insights I could gain from them during their interaction.

My chest buzzed with excitement as I pulled up and parked my car, arriving at the venue. I gripped my phone tightly as I approached the front where an intimidating security guard stood. He scanned my passes, giving me a curt nod before gesturing for me to continue down the hallway. A combination of excitement and nerves caused my hands to shake as I walked down the hallway. I followed the directions given by the security guard, searching for the door Felix had messaged me about earlier. With each step, the faint sound of music grew louder, urging me forward. Finally, I arrived at a door labeled "Side Entrance," just as Felix had instructed in his text. Anticipation fluttered in my stomach as I pushed open the door, revealing the massive stage where the band practiced. Their voices harmonized in perfect unison, filling the room with the energetic beats of "LALALALA." I couldn't believe I was actually here, watching them up close. I recognized each member from their music videos and albums but seeing them in person was a whole new level of awe and admiration.

I lingered at the rear of the room, hoping to disappear into the darkness as I observed their every action. I didn't want to interrupt their rehearsal with my presence. Every step, every note they sang was filled with talent and charisma.

As the last chords of the song faded away, the band erupted into cheers on stage. Their faces glistened with sweat under the bright stage lights as they took a much-needed break. While the rest of the members retreated backstage, Han, Changbin, and Bang Chan seem to remain in place to get ready to practice another song.

Felix, Seungmin, Hyunjin, Lee Know, and I.N strutted confidently to the front row of the stage and settled down in their chairs for a much-needed rest. As they took a break and observed the other three members rehearsing, their contagious grins and playful banter filled the room with joy. They laughed about their previous mistakes during practice, releasing any stress and savoring each other's company. A fond smile spread across my face as I observed them unwinding and goofing off.

Filled with a burst of bravery, I took determined steps towards the front, my heart racing in my chest with anticipation. I prayed that the group would be warm and inviting, accepting me into their circle just as Felix had earlier in the day. A small smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I approached, my eyes scanning for the oh-so-familiar face that I had just met hours before. Felix caught sight of me instantly, and his face lit up, waving enthusiastically before rising to meet me.

"Zena!" he exclaimed joyfully, pulling me into a side hug. "I'm so happy you made it. And look at you, so fashionable and edgy." His words were accompanied by a warm hug, solidifying the welcoming atmosphere of the man before me.

With a wide smile, I threw my arms around Felix's waist and squeezed tightly. "It's so good to see you, Felix," I joyfully exclaimed, grateful for the invitation to this event. The warmth of the atmosphere enveloped the both of us as we basked in each other's company. My voice was full of genuine joy and gratitude as I added, "I couldn't be more thrilled to be here." My excitement was sincere and heartfelt.

A mischievous glint danced in Felix's eyes as he eagerly grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the front row of the stage. The bright lights illuminated his playful grin, making it impossible for me to resist following him. "Come on," he urged, "let me introduce you to the rest of the crew."

Felix waved eagerly to his bandmates as we walked towards them. He had a proud smile on his face, like he was showing off a precious trophy he had won. "Hey guys, I want you to meet my new friend, Zena. We bumped into each other at the grocery store earlier today, and I just had to invite her. She's a huge fan of our music." The other members of Stray Kids turned to face us, their faces lighting up with curiosity and interest. "Zena," Felix continued, "meet Seungmin, Hyunjin, Lee Minho, and Jeongin."

A massive grin took over my face as I stood and excitedly waved at the members of one of my all-time favorite bands, still convinced that I must be dreaming.

A flurry of questions suddenly bombarded me, catching me off guard. Each one came at me like a speeding bullet, leaving me feeling overwhelmed and disoriented. "Where are you from?" they asked, their voices eager and curious. "What do you do for a living?" followed by "Was it hard to get your hair like that?." And then the inevitable question, "Are you single?" The onslaught of inquiries left me reeling and struggling to keep up. My mind raced as I tried to find answers that would satisfy their curiosity. It was like being caught in a tornado of conversation, with no escape in sight.

I let out a sigh, giving in to their curiosity. "Okay, okay, I'll answer your questions. I'm from the busy city of San Antonio." I motioned towards our surroundings. "During the week, I work as the head graphic and website designer for my dad's I.T. company. But on the side, I also have my own t-shirt brand. And although I don't get paid for it, I help with social media and graphics for the student ministry at my church. As for my hairstyle, yes, it was a difficult to get it to look like this. I'm just surprised I didn't fry my hair." I chuckled before answering their last question. "And yes, I am single." A smile crept onto my face as I finished, hoping that my explanation satisfied their curiosity.

Seungmin's eyes widened. "Wow, that is truly impressive. You sound like a very busy person."

I couldn't help but smile wider at the compliment. "Thank you. I normally am. I'm hardly ever home. But out of everything, though, my favorite thing is creating the t-shirts. It allows me to have free creative reign."

Intrigued by my words, Hyunjin leaned in closer and asked, "That's incredible. What kind of designs do you create?"

My eyes sparkled with pride and satisfaction as I responded, my voice filled with passion. "I was a pastor's kid growing up, and it always bothered me that there was no merchandise featuring the stories from the Old Testament. So I took it upon myself to create unique designs with messages inspired by lesser-known Bible stories." She gestured towards her phone, where a t-shirt displayed the words 'There Was Four' in bold letters, with four silhouettes in a fire. "This one is inspired by Daniel 3:25," I explained eagerly. As I scrolled through my phone, I held up another picture of a shirt adorned with the phrase 'Gideon and the Torches'. "And this one," I continued, "was inspired by Judges 7." With excitement bubbling over, I showed them pictures of my creations, passionately narrating the stories behind each design.

Lee Know leaned over my shoulder to look. His eyes grew wide as he took in the elaborate designs before him. "These are amazing," he exclaimed in his heavy Korean accent, grappling with his English pronunciation. "I like how everything comes together."

Hyungin joined in, "Yeah, these don't look like your typical religious shirt. They remind me a lot of band tees. I would where these in a heartbeat". The other boys nodding their heads in agreement.

I smiled with pride, my hard work and creativity finally being recognized. "Thank you. I put a lot of effort and care into them."

Jeongin joined the conversation, his attention shifting from the designs to me. "You have a great sense of design," he commented. "Are you a fan of art in general?"

Hyunjin turned his head quickly to face me, his eyes gleaming with hope and excitement, giving an almost puppy like display.

A spark of excitement lit up my eyes and I enthusiastically nodded in agreement. "Absolutely!" I exclaimed with a wide grin. "Drawing, painting - though I'm not the most skilled at painting- and photography all bring me great joy."

Hyungin abruptly reached over in excitement and grabbed my hands, looking me in the eyes with joy and exclaimed, "If you're interested, I could teach you some tips to improve your painting skills!" I let out a giggle at his excitement and responded with equal eagerness, "I would be thrilled to learn from you, Hyungin!" After sharing a laugh about our shared enthusiasm, I turned back to Seungmin and added, "Besides art, music is another love of mine. Singing and dancing bring me endless joy."

Felix turned to me with an eager look in his eyes, asking, "Really? What kind of music do you like?" His admiration was evident as he added, "Killer moves by the way. You were absolutely amazing at the grocery store. You made me want to join you," he stated with a teasing grin.

A sense of embarrassment washed over me, coloring my cheeks with a warm flush as I playfully shoved Felix, who chuckled at my reaction.

"Thank you," I replied with a shy smile. "You're too kind. I listen to mainly rock music, but I have a soft spot for Disney tunes. And I absolutely love K-pop." my eyes lighting up as I spoke. "And you guys are one of my absolute favorite bands. Your songs, your raps, your dances, your personalities - everything about you is just so incredibly talented and inspiring." My voice filled with genuine sincerity as I continued, "You make me happy and motivated every time I listen to your music."

"Aw thank you! We're happy to have you as a fan," Felix said with a grateful smile. The rest of the band nodded in unison.

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Meanwhile, Han, Changbin, and Bang Chan finished practicing their last song. The sound of their rap and beats echoed through the practice room, leaving them feeling confident in their performance. As they exited the stage, they noticed all the other members huddled in a tight circle, their voices murmuring excitedly. Curiosity peaked; the three boys made their way over to see what was causing such commotion.

Their eyes landed on Zena, who seemed to radiate a certain charm that immediately captured their attention. Her dual-toned hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her smile lit up her entire face. Her voice was sweet and melodic as she spoke to Felix, who stood beside her with an arm wrapped around her shoulders. Bang Chan couldn't help but pause for a moment, struck by Zena's beauty and infectious energy. He was drawn to her like a moth to a flame, wanting to know more about this captivating girl and her relationship with Felix. They approached the group with Han's boisterous voice ringing out, "Ey! Felix! Who is this stunning woman you've been keeping from us?". Felix let out a hearty laugh and proceeded to introduce them to Zena, and Zena to them. Her radiant smile lit up her face as she greeted each person in turn, her sparkling eyes filled with warmth and charm. With eager anticipation, Chan took a step forward to introduce himself. But before he could utter a single word, Han burst onto the scene with his booming voice and larger-than-life personality, stealing the opportunity away from Chan. The vibrancy of Han's energy filled the room, leaving no space for anyone else to make a mark.

"Greetings, Zena. I am Han," he announced with exuberance and a charmingly posh British accent. He took her hand with a flourish and pressed a gentle kiss to the back of it, as if she were royalty and he was her devoted suitor.

She giggled at his playful gesture, and she responded by giving a mock curtsey. "Well greetings, Han. I am Zena," she replied, playing along with the banter. "I must say, your rap skills and vocal talents are truly remarkable. You're quite talented, kind sir."

"Thank you, my dear," Han replied with a comical bow. His infectious grin widened as they exchanged smiles and burst into hearty laughter together. It was clear that they were going to get along famously.

With a small, amused shake of his head, Chan watched as Han bounced around with restless energy. He had just opened his mouth to introduce himself when Changbin suddenly cut in, eager to make a connection. Chan could feel the universe telling him to slow down and practice patience, but he couldn't help but be a little frustrated that he keeps getting stopped.

Changbin's voice was warm and friendly as he introduced himself to Zena, his hand gently clasping hers in a slight moment of shyness. His jet-black hair fell into his face, framing it in an almost mysterious way as he offered her the sweetest smile.

Zena returned his smile fondly, charmed by his presence. "Hello, Changbin. It's so nice to finally meet you." she replied, feeling a sense of genuine connection with him already. "I must say, I'm a huge fan of your rap skills and your undeniable charisma. You truly are awesome."

Changbin's cheeks flushed with a tinge of pink at her words. "Thank you so much," he states sincerely with his Korean accent. "You're incredibly kind."

The usually calm and composed Chan's patience quickly dissipates as he eagerly wanted to greet her, feeling like everyone is moving at a snail's pace. His excitement swells inside him, causing him to suddenly extend his hand in introduction and abruptly ending Zena and Changbin's conversation.

"Hi, I'm Bang Chan," his deep Australian accent rolls off his tongue effortlessly. "But you can call me Chris." His eyes sparkle with enthusiasm and admiration for the person in front of him.

Zena's heart flutters as she takes his hand and shakes it, her cheeks turning a rosy shade of pink. She can't believe she's meeting one of her favorite band members, the one she has a secret crush on since she became a STAY. "H-hi, Chris," she stammers nervously. "I'm Zena. I admire your strong leadership skills and your incredible versatility as a producer, singer, and dancer. You truly are a multi-talented artist."

Chan can't help but be slightly taken aback by her kind words. He's not used to such direct praise, especially from someone who exudes such genuine warmth and humility. A warm smile spreads across his face as he replies, "Thank you, Zena. That means a lot to me."

With her heart pounding in her chest, Zena couldn't help but feel a sense of electricity in the air as Bang Chan held her gaze. There was an unspoken connection between them, an invisible thread pulling them closer together. She found herself captivated by his warm smile and the genuine kindness in his eyes.

As Chan noticed the dazed look on Zena's face, he cleared his throat to say something to her. But before he could, their manager called them backstage, signaling it was time for their concert. Frustrated with the bad timing, Chan bids Zena a quick farewell and hustled off to join his bandmates. Felix passed by Zena and paused to turn towards her. "Your seat is the middle one right in the front," he stated, pointing to the designated spot. "If you need anything, just shoot me a text." His words were lost in the bustle of backstage preparations as he disappeared behind the heavy stage curtains with the rest of the band.

Zena nodded gratefully, feeling a rush of nerves and excitement at the thought of being in the front row for their performance. She mentally thanked Felix for his kindness before turning her attention back to the pulsing energy of the crowd waiting outside.

Zena took a deep breath as she settled into her seat before scanning the arena excitedly. The atmosphere was starting to bustle with energy as fans trickled in chatting and laughing while waiting for the show to start.

As she settled into her seat, Zena's mind raced with thoughts of the past few hours. Her heart fluttered with anticipation, a smile spreading across her lips as she whispered to herself, "Nothing will ever be normal after tonight." The theater hummed with excitement, the chatter of fellow audience members blending together in a symphony of voices. The velvet curtains on stage shimmered under the dim lights, creating an aura of mystery and enchantment. Zena couldn't wait for the show to start, eager to see what surprises and adventures awaited her in this new uncharted territory.

[kaciidubs]

i need to know more about cameras and sweatpants 👀

I WAS W A I T I N G FOR SOMEONE TO ASK ABOUT THAT ONE!!

So, Cameras & Sweatpants is pure SMUT that started with one person, and one person alone; my bias, the man himself, Chan Christopher Bang, and this lovely, lovely picture:

Need I say more? Well yes, yes i do, because this photoshoot with his outfit had me on my KNEES for this man; its the bangs, sleeveless shirt, arm band [not shown in this pic but its there], and sky blue sweatpants for me 🤭

Snippet;

“We have 30 minutes,” Chris whispered against the shell of your ear, his hand resting against the small of your back. 

You smirked, your pace quickening ever so slightly as you walked past staff members and stylists alike - a glint of mischief shining through your lust fogged eyes. “I’ll be done in 15.”

The second the changing room’s door shut and the lock clicked into place, you wasted no time in sinking to your knees in front of him - hardwood floors be damned. Your mouth watered at the prominent bulge beginning to tent the blue fabric; running your hand along the outline and earning a stifled grunt in return.

"You’re just so needy for my dick, aren’t you, baby?”

That's all you're getting for now! Thanks for sending in your ask, nonnie! ღ

[hamamatsu-divison]

"it's cold, not the weather, my heart"

Indtroduction

Eden Yamamura also know by his moniker "Ember" is the second member of hamamatsu's division team trickstar

A highschool student with a apathyc aura but at the same time someone kind and joy he's a bit hedonist but calm musician aspirant

he joined to the DRB for get fun, discover himself and help nellie on his research (and get free his sadic side) but he is also in the DRB for protect his older brother, something that Eden consider as his main goal in the DRB

Eden is a teenager of a bit short stature with blonde long hair up in a high ponytail with split bangs and blue highlights ,his eyes are electric purple with a calm look on them

He dresses in a male and femenine way

When he dress male wear a sleeveless black leather crop top under a pale pink and gray loose butonned flannel shirt,ripped black jeans and leather black boots with silver buckles,his accesories are a black rose ring and a Vivianne Westwood ring,a black chocker and a bracelet with a gold star

And when he dress femenine he wear a short red dress with ruffles on the chest and bell sleeves,fishnet stockings and black boots with a leather jacket with the same accesories and a pearl necklace

In both dress ways he wear makeup, nail polish and colorful hair extenssions

Aliases

"Ember" (artistic name) (by himself)

"Mr.fortune" (gamertag)

Son (by Nellie)

Otouto (by Aoba and Kururi)

Eden Chan (by Kaede)

"the succubus"

Biographical info

Gender-male

Age-15

Birthday-november 11th

Ethnicity-japanese

Hair color-blonde with blue reflects

Eye color-electric purple

Height-167cm

Star sign-scorpio

Piercings-lobes,double helix,bellybutton

Markings-henna tattoo in both hands,discolored bruises in the legs and arms,burn scars in upper arms

Family

Biological father (desceased)

Biological mother (desceased)

Adoptive father

Older half-brother

Older half-sister

Boyfriend (desceased)

Cat pet

Voiced by-Kamui (rapping)

Fun facts

MC name: Ember

Occupation: highschool student/underground musician

Division:hamamatsu

Team:trickstar

Position:2th member

Favorite food:strawberry shortcake

Least favorite food: sushi

Likes:making friends,coffee with milk,sunlit naps,old rock bands,roller skating,his siblings,rock music, milkshakes, do underground perfomances,draw, Vivienne Westwood clothes,videogames,sweets, cats, Kaede's rose garden, shenanigans with Kururi,foxes,fire,songwritting,his band,his guitar,philosophy, belly dance, Elliot Shimizu

Dislike: big dogs,storm nights,Nellie's insomnia nights,"vultures" (guys) around Aoba,see his siblings have "episodes",Ramuda Amemura, sacharine pop music, think on Makoto's suicide

Hypnosis microphone

Eden's hypnosis microphone is a black obsidian dagger with amethysts embedded with a windscreen on the handle

His speakers takes the form of a huge pink and white spider web with a black spider on it,the speader is black and have pink circular speakers on it's middle and several pink speakers with heart shape in all the spider web, when Eden starts to rap the heart speakers seems to "beat" and irraidiate a darker pink glow

His rap ability is called "addicted" ,with his ability Eden can rap some flirt and seductive verses who desinhibes his opponent and make them feel a "high" who left them open to a attack, Eden only can use it until finish his stamina

Eden's rap themes are around nocturnal life,his hedonism and how night can be more fun than the day, his rap themes are about how he can do lot of people wishing him and he love it, in that sense his rap it's darker when Eden raps about how he is a not human being,and the poor men who fell on his seductive words and acts just to end his vitality by him, in that sense Eden feel no shame of be explicit and make references to sex and how he slept (or sleep) with people who after it they "falled into the abyss" for him

Eden often make references to the stories of succubus and Incubus,how he's a succubus and people are his preys from he can feeding and saciate his hungry of energy

,also rap about music and his underground perfomances,how he want to protect his family and friends and the quite bloody things he will do if the are damaged , strangely Eden also raps with references to winter, especially "that winter where i losed my love"

He raps with a low and seductive voice who make all the people hear him

Personality

Eden is calm but sociable who enjoys talk with people and making friends,in certain way his personality could be comparable with his sister Kururi in the sense of being talkative and extroverted than their older brother Aoba and he likes help the people he love how he can,like trying help nellie to closer to his crush Kisouna Yuzairu or taking care Kururi and Aoba when they are suffering episodes (bipolar episode in Aoba's case or DID in Kururi's) he is (like Kururi) protective with Aoba and he isn't ashamed of admit that he joined to the DRB to protect him

But he isn't completely a good person after all like his siblings he have a dark side,in the deep he is afraid of being alone and with people he's closer is fiercely protective and he don't mind kill and shed blood if someone hurt his friends and siblings (and he has done it),besides like Aoba and Kururi he have pyromaniac tendencies and feel fascination when he set on fire rest of trash or in general see fire

Eden also have hedonists beliefes and enjoys out during the night partying,flirting with boys and girl,rollerskating at night or simply having fun, Eden is quite flirty and seductive,aware of his physical and sexual attractive Eden is not afraid of use it for his benefit he also admit how he had sex often and enjoy it...but not only for simple pleasure not. some people said when Eden is making out or when his desire grow,people around him seems to be more "open to sleep with him and more desinhibes" and some who slept with him said that "his eyes has a pink glow", Eden is aware of that and enjoys of his supernatural abilities even if that make him no completely human but he still being a good person

Trivia

He calls Aoba "neesa" a form of say "nee-san" (big sister)

Eden have dyed blue reflects in the hair to have at least one similar with his siblings

Eden isn't ashamed of say he's in the DRB in parte for "protect neesa" (for Aoba's consternation)

Eden can skateboarding and roller skating and he often go to other cities for skateboarding/roller skating

He think is funny when people get surprise when they found that him, Kururi and Aoba are siblings (and usually Aoba is the one who explain that Eden look like their mother)

He's openly bisexual but admit have preference for guys

His favorite band is "the sex pistols" and his favorite fashion designer is Vianne Westwood

He's a musician aspirant and often do rock perfomances with his band in underground livehouses and underground music halls, sometimes in bars and restaurants

He's usually do shenanigans or get into troubles with his sister Kururi,and both are working together for protect Aoba from "vultures" but he keep an eye in Yuki Kuraokami from sapporo

Eden is the most mentally stable beetwen his siblings but considering some thing that isn't much

Eden's abilities can desinhibes people around him and aument the sexual desire (of others and himself),he use it when he's out in the night or perfoming,the part of sexual desire use it when he needs to feed of human energy

[clubwnderland]

♪ ~ 𝑸𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝑭𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝑺𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒕

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: bae irene ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: canines and felines - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: red, pink and black - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: classical, specifically piano or violin - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: pasta and chocolate ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: i will not crumble ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? no, she has a driver, flies or asks chris ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? she’s a strong swimmer ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? the outdoors ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? she is very artistic, mostly sketching but has a studio for her paintings ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? not at all ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? very elegant, dresses to fit any occasion, wears make-up and her hair down a lot, designer brands and dresses to impressed - always looking her best OR she’s wearing her hair in a messy bun/ponytail, leggings/no pants and drowning in oversized hoodies mostly chris’ ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: she never attended school, a lot of her education is based on her long life and spending her time reading ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? right now, it would be her family ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕: thinks she needs to protect everyone which usually means putting herself in harms way ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: irene once tried torturing a soul using their worst nightmare which was evil killer clowns — turns out she’s scared of them too and ran away ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: spartan (german shepherd), cerberus, venus, comet, andromeda and astra (chris and her's cats) ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: she is not a green thumb ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? yes, very well ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? she can become highly devoted and will do anything she can to make her partner happy. she tries to be understanding and communicates the best she can but is still learning herself ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? she tries to listen and resolve but may resort to violence if pushed far enough ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? none ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? irene can tie a knot with a cherry stem/string and twist her tongue

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: bang chan ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: wolves - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: black - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: not the biggest fan of music but if he had to pick — rock - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: korean cuisine ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: fuck it ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? no, he teleports everywhere ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? no ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? outdoors ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? not at all ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? very good at contact sports and very competitive ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? wears a lot of black, black ripped jeans, sleeveless shirts, trench coats. he wears what he feels like regardless of where he’s going ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: he’s never attended, all he knows is from his long life and what he’s been taught growing up ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? nothing ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕: chan grinds his teeth a lot and clenches his jaw ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: when he was first created, chan used to lose a lot of the fights with other demons because he wasn't as strong as he is now ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: he has two hellhounds in hell ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: none ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? he just snaps his fingers and can create anything ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? he's very devoted to his romantic partner, loyal to the bone ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? he fights. chan is very confrontational and will fight at the drop of a hat ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? none ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? he can juggle

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: choi san ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: chipmunks - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: blue - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: hip-hop/rnb - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: anything sweet ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: if i think i can, i can  ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? yes ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? no, he's embarrassed by it too ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? indoors ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? a little, he doodles ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? if gaming was considered a sport then yes ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? san dresses rather well, he's from a wealthy family and wears a lot of designer clothes. mostly button-ups, slacks and jackets. his casual is a little flashy in comparison to some ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: san did quite well at school, he also had tutors and attended a lot of school clubs (mostly forced) ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? gaming ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕: he struggles to sit still for long periods of time, even when he's gaming, he's always moving ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: he once tried to be really cool in front of a girl by doing martial arts and ended up falling over and breaking his wrist ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: he has a kitten called king ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: fake house plants ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? basic meals but prefers to eat out ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? he's so cheesy and cute, he likes to include his partner in things but also enjoys spending his time apart so that they do not get sick of him ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? he tries to work something out that benefits the both of them but if he can't, he will not back down until he gets what he wants ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? none ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? can speak 5 different languages (korean, chinese, japanese, english and french)

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: lee juyeon ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: dragons - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: black - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: anything bass heavy - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: watermelon ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: eyes on the prize ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? yes, he teaches moonbyul ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? yes but isn't a fan ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? indoors ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? he is very artistic and likes to draw whatever is on his mind ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? not overly but he likes playing basketball ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? juyeon wears whatever he feels like. sometimes he likes to dress up and steal the show and other times he likes to be comfortable. if he's at home, he's usually in sweats and a sleeveless shirt ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: his attendance wasn't the best but he managed to get through to early high school before finishing his education in hell ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? he's not overly materialistic so he'd say moonbyul ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕:he tends to forget people's name easily ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: he doesn't have anything that he's overly embarrassed about ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: he'll say moonbyul ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: no ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? a little bit but not restaurant quality ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? he's very reserved with his love but he tries to show them that he cares in various ways. he tries his best but he cannot change who he is at his core ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? he's very strong and will fight if he has to, though being the son of the devil, this doesn't happen much ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? none ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? can complete a rubix cube in 20 seconds

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: moonbyul ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: turtles - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: red and orange - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: hip-hop, jazz - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: pizza ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: i am what i think about ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? kinda, think... a learner driver ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? yes, she loves swimming ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? outdoors unless it's cold ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? no ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? unless it's track, no ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? she dresses very tomboyish and rarely wears dresses or any type of revealing clothing unless it's for work. she loves her body but she also doesn't really like conforming to human standards for women ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: she didn't attend school ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? purpose. a hellhound without a purpose is nothing ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕: she does have a habit of comparing herself to others even if she doesn't say that outloud ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: the only thing that she would consider embarrassing is that a soul has once escaped her and the mission had to be given to someone else ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: none ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: no ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? she's great at all things pasta ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? will give her life for her partner. is loyal and will not tolerate anyone who tries and hurts her partner ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? she's not someone who gets into conflict often but if she does, she deals with it quickly ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? none ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? can nose whistle

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: kim jongin ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: bears, wolves and dolphins - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: gold, blue and brown - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: hip-hop, jazz - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: chicken ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: i'd rather bend than break ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? yes ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? yes, though he doesn't swim a lot ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? outdoors though he spends a lot of time inside ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? he likes to draw cartoons ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? unless it's dancing or fighting, nope ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? he wears rather mature styles, lots of browns and blacks. sometimes his style can be strange but he puts models to shame when he decides to dress up. at home, he's shirtless in his pyjama pants mostly or wearing loose-fitting clothing for practice ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: he got into trouble all the time, fighting and sleeping in class. just managed to pass ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? his brother and pack, not that he admits that ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕: he's very quick to anger. anger is his default expression for any intense emotion ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: when he met his mate, he avoided her all the time and ended up running into a pole because he was so focused on getting away, he didn't look where he was going ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: no unless you include channie's pets ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: definitely not ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? oh... don't let him cook for you ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? he's very unsure of himself a lot of the time but he does try his best. even if he's rough around the edges and might pick a fight, he does take the time to learn and get better so he can make his partner happy ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? he will fight always. he doesn't back down even if he's near death ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? wolfsbane ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? an excellent climber

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: jeon jangmi ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: all animals!! - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: purple, pink and white - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: pretty much everything, depending on her mood - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: chicken, pasta and cake ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: be kind; you never know the battles others may be fighting ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? oh no, she's scared ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? she's a very strong swimmer, loves it ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? outdoors, will even nap outside ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? she loves oil painting but doesn't have a lot of time for it ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? not at all, isn't very competitive ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? she wears a lot of skirts and dresses because she likes to have her tail out, flowing summer dresses more often than not. her hair is often down and she loves to wear what is in style. very girly and wears a lot of pinks, purples and white but has something for every occasion. ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: jangmi was homeschooled by her former owner ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? she has a little plushie called xander and she would die if she lost him, her friends and loved ones ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕: she chews her nails when she's scared or nervous until they bleed ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: she's had a lot of people pull her tail to see if it's fake and once, she bit someone because of it and got muzzled which she found to be extremely embarrassing ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: a bunny called whistler ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: she has a small veggie garden on the roof that she loves to tend to, some flower pots and house plants as well ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? very well, she's also a great baker ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? soft, gentle, loving. she's all about her partner and is always wanting to be near them. will give food and flowers to show her love if she cannot be with them ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? she's very timid and doesn't deal with negative emotions well so she will run and hide ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? penicillin ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? can do a handstand walk for about 5-8 steps

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: liu yangyang ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: monkeys - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: black and red - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: rock and punk, punk rock - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: potatoes, any kind of potato dish ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: eyes on the prize ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? yes, speed demon though ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? a little, prefers pools ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? outdoors ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? definitely not unless stick figures count ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? unco-ordinated ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? wears a lot of oversized hoodies and jeans, very e-boy in his style and rarely finds a reason to dress up nicely unless he has to ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: he was very destructive at school, always getting in trouble which his dad got him out of ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? his sister ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕: he sets fire to everything just because he can ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: he's definitely set fire to himself several times and once it was his crotch ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: he has a pet parrot called polly ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: he's terrible at gardening and mistakes everything for weeds ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? no, needs supervision ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? clumsy, nervous, everything he hates but when he loves someone, he will do anything even if he thinks it's stupid because all he cares about is them smiling and happy ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? if he thinks he's losing, he will set fire to something as either an attack or a distraction ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? peanuts ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? oddly good at claw machines

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: kim seohyun ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: cats - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: orange, yellow, gold - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: pop - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: fish ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: when life gives you lemons, add vodka ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? she doesn't like it but she can ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? yes but hates water ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? indoors unless she's feeling adventurous ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? selective. can draw cats really well ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? not team sports but solo sports ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? she wears a lot of fitting outfits, loves to show off her body even when she's at home, she's always looking her best and taking care of her appearance. ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: she slept a lot in school, was very good at gym ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? her beauty products ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕: she's a clean freak, not ocd or germaphobe level but she will constantly find something to clean because she has high standards of cleanliness ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: the reason why she never remains half shifted is because once her tail got caught in a door and she scratched someone ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: she has a pet cat, starling ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: she grows catnip ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? quite well, not fancy but good ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? she's always purring when she's with the person she loves, wants all their attention always and will be very tactile with them ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? she will hiss and scratch and bite especially if someone raises their voice at her ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? she has sensitive skin so certain products cause her to react ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? contortionist

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: johnny suh ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: birds - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: red - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: rnb - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: anything spicy ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: you won't know until you try it ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? yes ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? yes ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? outdoors ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? he believes he is (he isn't) ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? extremely and competitive ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? he wears a lot of loose-fitting clothes, sleeveless shirts and sweatpants a lot of the time unless he's been summoned then he wears a fitted red suit, unbuttoned ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: he didn't attend school ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? sex ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕: he has a habit of ignoring people for days when he gets lost in his research ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: he has been trapped by hunters several times ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: none ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: he has a small garden he tends to ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? very basic meals ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? johnny struggles to understand certain human emotions and due to his nature, even when in love, he can find it difficult to see eye to eye with his partner. he tries though ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? he just disappears, he cannot be bothered unless he feels like it's something he's passionate about, then he'll argue ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? none ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? he can speed read and retain most of the information he's given

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: cha eunwoo ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: doves - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: white, gold - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: classical, opera - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: most fruits except cherries ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: everything happens for a reason ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? yes ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? yes ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? outdoors ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? he loves to paint but has found photography to be his favourite form of art ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? no ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? eunwoo doesn't like to stand out in a crowd even if his looks don't allow him to keep a low profile. he wears a lot of the latest fashion but tries to keep it subtle and casual. jackets and coats are what he favours to wear a lot of the time ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: eunwoo didn't attend school ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? his grace (he's serious) ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕: he squints a lot which makes him look angry ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: when he first fell to earth, he visited a brothel because it was in an old church and wondered why humans called for god like that. no wonder they didn't have their prayers answered. ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: he has a pet owl ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: he has a lot of flora in his apartment, it's a mini forest ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? very well ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? despite being rather cold and indifferent to a lot of things, eunwoo tries his hardest to show compassion and love for his partner. mostly by what he does rather than what he says ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? he doesn't often engage in anything that can resort to violence. if he has to, he will show off his strength despite not really wanting to ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? none ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? he can pull a cloth off the table without anything moving

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: christopher bang ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: wolves, bunnies - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: yellow - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: he'll listen to anything but loves softer sounds - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: popcorn ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: there is always something to be grateful for ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? yes ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? yes, he's a strong swimmer ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? outdoors ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? he can draw but he doesn't show it off ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? very competitive ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? chris is very minimalistic with his style, most of the time, he wears his large, oversized fur jacket and is shirtless with jeans or leather pants. even if he is wearing more than that, it's usually just casual wear and very basic ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: he was homeschooled by his father ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? his tribe ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕: this rarely happens but when chris is feeling intense negative emotions, he picks at and bites his lips until they bleed ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: when he was still a pup, he used to be smaller than the others and they would put him in high places so they couldn't get down ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: none unless you count his bunny ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: he maintains a herb garden and wolf-friendly plants ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? very good at cooking ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? he's devoted, cheesy and loving. he'll do absolutely anything to make the person he loves feel good and remind them of how special they are to him ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? he's very calm and collected and rarely loses his temper. resolves conflict with his words but will show teeth if he has to ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? none ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? can eat a mcdonald's cheeseburger in one bite

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: kim kai ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: spiders, snakes, ravens - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: red - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: metal and rock - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: meat ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: if they can't kill me, they better run ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? yes but he teleports everywhere ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? no ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? outdoors, it's easier to kill people ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? not at all ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? never played to know ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? he wears a lot of leather, crop tops and leather pants are more his thing. he will wear whatever to blend into a crowd otherwise he's naked at home. doesn't like being constricted if he can help it ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: kai didn't attend school ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? his powers ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕: he cracks his joints a lot ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: he doesn't have any unless you class the fact that he was created in a lab as embarrassing ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: none ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: none ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? basic meals, mostly meat ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? he's... complicated. very harsh and rough but he does allow them to get away with a lot more than he would anyone else ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? shoot first, ask questions if they survive ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? tomatoes ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? he's very adept at card magic tricks

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: alice wallace ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: sheep and dogs - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: purple, blue and red - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: mostly anything that gets radio play - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: pasta or chocolate ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: tomorrow is a new day ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? yes ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? she can and loves it ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? has no preference but she tries to be outside more than inside if she can help it ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? not really but she likes colouring in ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? she prefers not to as she has an unfair advantage ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? very mature and along a more parisian style than anything else. she loves dressing up when the occasion calls for it but she either looks like a hot mum or like she belongs in a little cafe on the streets of paris ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: alice's school life was different to others as she could read minds so she was always more isolated until she learnt how to control such a gift ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? her daughter, rinnie ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕: she will chew on her pens or pencils when thinking ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: she dated kai ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: rinnie has a pet rabbit that alice cares for ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: small herb garden in her kitchen ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? quite well, also very good at baking ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? very motherly and mature, she doesn't let her emotions sweep her away but she does always worry about her partner and wants to make sure they are okay ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? she doesn't let anyone walk over her or intimidate her so she will stand her ground until she knows she's either won or lose ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? none ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? knows pi to 100 digits

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: park seonghwa ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: snakes, reptiles of any kind - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: black, blue, silver - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: anything that makes him feel alive - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: pastries ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: vision without action is a daydream ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? yes, rather well ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? yes but doesn't enjoy large bodies of water ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? he doesn't really care ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? very talented ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? not that great ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? he wears a lot of suits, very stylish and sophisticated. he dresses to impress and even when he's trying to blend in, he catches attention with his style ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: seonghwa did very well in school but he was a quiet loner kid ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? he doesn't have a lot of attachments to material objects ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕: smoking ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: when he was still a grunt, he once got scared by a cat jumping out of a trash can and shot the trash can several times screaming ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: none ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: no ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? he can cook fairly well when he's got the time ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? he's soft and playful, he can be very secretive about his professional and personal but he is as honest as he can be with them ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? he tries to keep a level head when dealing with conflict but if it escalates, he will fight ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? none ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? can catch food in his mouth like grapes and nuts

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: lee jeno ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: he's a big animal lover. all kinds but he loves elephants the most - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: green, purple - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: all music, everything - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: seafood ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: i can be the very best (yes pokemon) ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? yes but he doesn't drive himself often ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? yes, loves it ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? outdoors ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? musically, yes. drawing, no ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? he used to play sports in school, pretty good ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? jeno wears a lot of different outfits because of what he has to wear for work. his go-to style is rather loose and baggy clothes, hoodies and sweats unless he's going out then it's shirts and slacks. ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: jeno was a pretty average student but he did great at gym and music ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? his phone ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕: he doesn't take things seriously and makes it all a joke ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: once jeno was caught scratching his nose but a fan captured a picture which made it look like he was picking his nose - it went viral ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: no ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: none ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? basic meals ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? he's very soft and loving, will try his best to make time for the person he loves. he's a big puppy or well, even bigger puppy ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? oh, he's conflict-avoidant. all bark, no bite ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? cats sadly ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? can play music by ear

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: shin ryujin ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: felines, jellyfish - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: pink, black - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: pop (secretly), punk, emo - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: bananas ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: it doesn't matter how slow you go, as long as you don't stop ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? no ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? she can but doesn't swim much ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? indoors unless she has to go outside ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? very, does a lot of life-like sketches or digital ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? no ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? she wears a lot of alternative/e-girl outfits normally but she does wear whatever she wants and sometimes will steal yangyang's clothes ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: she was top of her class, well-liked and kept out of trouble. often, ryujin was getting yangyang out of trouble ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? yangyang ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕: when she's having a panic attack, she hits her thighs so hard that they bruise ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: probably the time she had all the muses accidentally drink the wrong potion and swap powers ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: she has a chinchilla named cotton ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: she tends to the gardens and has a lot of house plants she takes care of ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? well enough to survive ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? head over heels, playful, sweet, she'll do absolutely anything for her partner ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? she's argumentative and can be really sarcastic when it comes to conflict. isn't afraid to stand her ground ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? bees/wasps ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? great at math

♪ | 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆: song mingi ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆... - 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍: hedgehogs - 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓: blue - 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄: anything, he just likes music - 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅: if it can be deep-fried, he'll eat it ♪ | 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐: it can't hurt to try since i'm already dead ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆? taking lessons ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒎? taking lessons ♪ | 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔/𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔? indoors but he is trying to move out of his comfort zone ♪ | 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄? not really, he tries his best ♪ | 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚? oh no... definitely not ♪ | 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆? typically he wears his reaper robe or trenchcoats but he's been enjoying wearing everything he can. no actual style of his own, he wears what he likes or what he's seen around and popular ♪ | 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆: mingi dropped out of school when he was 16 due to being picked on ♪ | 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏❜𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕? he'll argue this because he's dead but his soul ♪ | 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕: can be very serious and straightforward ♪ | 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚: when he first started out as a reaper, he accidentally put a soul back in the wrong body and didn't know how to put it back ♪ | 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒔: no but he wants a pet cat ♪ | 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔: none ♪ | 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌? ramen otherwise he's always at yangyang and ryujin's eating ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆? goofy, he's always so surprised someone could love him and he will do anything he can to make them smile ♪ | 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕? not very good, will step away and try to avoid conflict at all costs ♪ | 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒆𝒔? none ♪ | 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔? mingi is very good at accents