#changkyun x gender neutral reader

[sunshxnejisoo]

𝙍𝙞𝙣𝙖’𝙨 𝙁𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙍𝙚𝙘𝙨

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐬 & 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞! ♥ 📌 𝘊𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 : 22.28.01 ⏰ 𝘜𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 : 24.14.02 🗓️ 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘺 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘙𝘦𝘤 : In another life - @authorforrosie - February

𝘈𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘻

Hotel California - @mint-yooxgi : Mature, Horror, Angst, Yandere - ot8 Ateez x reader

Written In The Stars - @mint-yooxgi : Mature, Yandere, Angst - Yeosang x chubby reader

Forbidden Fruit - @nateezfics : Mature - Hoogjoong x reader

Shells - @last-words-ofashootingstar : Mature & Yandere - Hoonjoong x reader

Don't Leave - @tbznewberry : Yandere, Mature - Jongho x reader

𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘬

In Another Life - @authorforrosie : Angst - Rosé x reader

Broken Hearted - @authorforrosie : Angst - Rosé x reader & Jisoo x reader

𝘌𝘯𝘩𝘺𝘱𝘦𝘯

Crazy For Each Other - @rowretro : Yandere, Mature - Niki x reader

Evanescent - @0x1-lxvesxng : Yandere, Mature - ot7 Enhypen x reader

Game Of Lives - @enha-doodles : Yandere, Horror, Mature - ot7 Enhypen x reader

Gardening Club - @snowbabys : Yandere, Mature, Horror - Jungwon x gender neutral reader

19:45 - @heeseung-min : Yandere, Mature - Sunoo x reader

22:06 - @heeseung-min : Yandere, Mature - Niki x reader

12:14 - @heeseung-min : Yandere, Mature - Niki x reader

Fever - @enhais : Yandere, Horror, Mature - Heeseung x reader

Saturday Love - @enhais : Yandere, Fluff, Mature - Jake x gender neutral reader

The Glory - @cheegu3 : Yandere, Mature - ot7 Enhypen x reader

Orange Flower - @jaeneohee : Yandere, Mature, Angst - ot7 Enhypen x reader

Enchanted - @enhadiares : Horror, Mature - ot7 Enhypen x reader

Escape Or Not - @enhadiares : Yandere, Mature - Jake x reader

His Belonging - @enhadiares : Yandere, Mature - Sunoo x reader

𝘐𝘵𝘻𝘺

The Night Nurse - @bluntneedle : Yandere, Mature - Chaeryeong x reader

Red Roses - @writeformesinpie : Yander, Mature - Ryujin x reader

For Your Touch - @yehzip : Yandere, Mature - Chaeryeong x reader

Still Isn’t Over - @ryuttaeng : Mature, Yandere - Yuna x reader

Love Sniper - @ryuttaeng : Mature, Yandere - Yuna x reade

𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘟

Amour Non-Réciproque - @shinehyuk : Yandere, Mature, Angst - Kihyun x reader

Mental Chains Without Keys - @tbznewberry : Yandere, Mature - Minhyuk x reader

A Little Jealousy - @linos-luna : Yandere, Mature - Wonho x reader

Lose - @stayatiny : Yandere, Mature - Wonho x reader

Netflix & Kill - @yan-purgatory : Yandere, Mature - Changkyun x reader

You Are What I Desire - @yanmx : Yandere, Mature - Shownu x reader

Stolen Cool - @twisted-tales-of-all : Yandere, Mature - Hyungwon x reader

𝘛𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘦

Love Me - @yungchaeng : Yandere, Mature - Mina x reader

Allure - @shinehyuk : Yandere, Mature - Nayeon x reader

𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘒𝘪𝘥𝘴

Protect You - @minho-hoho : Angst, Fluff - Lee Know x royal reader

My Baby - @linos-luna : Mature, Yandere - Bang Chan x reader

My Queen - @linos-luna : Mature, Yandere - Hyunjin x reader

What's Wrong Noona? - @linos-luna : Yandere, Mature - Jeongin x reader

𝘉𝘵𝘴

Corrupted - @blackswan446 : Yandere, Mature - J-hope x reader

𝘌𝘹𝘰 - None yet!

𝘛𝘹𝘛 - None yet!

𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳 - None yet!

[jooheonspinky]

Monsta X Masterlist

Welcome: Thank you for stopping by. 

*all works are complete unless otherwise stated*

Shownu x Female Reader

So Beautiful[09.10.2021] {Angst, Smut} After having your first child, you no longer feel sexy with your new mom bod.

Wonho x Female Reader, ft Jooheon x Reader’s Female BFF

Stuck[04.08.2018] (a collaboration with @millie-ionaire05) {Smut}: Your best friend and you work for the most amazing company ever, hiring Kpop artists for events. When fraudsters come into play, the two of you will be stuck scrambling to appease the client and either losing your jobs, or striking on luck.: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 |

Wonho x Female Reader, ft Kihyun

The Mummy Prince [10.30.2018] {Halloween Thriller, Smut, one shot}: Y/N starts working at a museum of ancient artifacts. She is excited to put her studies of old languages to use as a new object is brought in.

Losing You [12.21.2020] {angst, magic!au}: Wonho must choose between you or saving the world

Minhyuk x Female Reader

The Black Ribbon[06.12.2018] {Horror/Thriller!au, one shot}: Minhyuk returns after an accident wearing a black choker that he insists must never be taken off.

Enchanted Night [03.30.2020] {Fantasy; one shot}: Accepting an invitation to a Halloween beach party, Y/N tags along with her best friend. There, she meets a young man with whom she hits it off with right away. But he is not all that he seems.

Kihyun x Female Reader

Ghost Tour Surprise [10.31.2021] {Halloween, Spooky}: Y/N takes a haunted tour of historical downtown, meeting a strange, yet handsome passenger along the way.

Hyungwon x Female Reader

Rumors[06.19.2018] {Smut, one shot}: You never thought you’d find yourself pinned between the sinks in the women’s bathroom by your crush offering you what you’d always wanted, but here you were, staring up into his face scrambling to keep your cool.

A Midnight Ball on Hallows' Eve [10.16.2019] {Spooky!au, one shot}: You share a dance with a mysterious stranger.

Jooheon x Female Reader

Tamed Hearts: [09.28.2018] {Angst, Fluff}: Do past lives really exist? It’s difficult for Y/N to cling to her beliefs when so much has her leaning towards a yes.: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 

Regrets: [10.31.2020] {Fantasy, angst, one shot}: This was a ‘finish the story’ challenge using this prompt: Part of me was hoping the ground would just open up and swallow me whole as I watched him approach me. I hadn’t seen him since that night we parted ways, and I was hoping I never would. Seeing him brought back all of those memories that I fought so hard to repress, to forget. ”Hello dear, I thought I might find you here.”

No Regrets: [04.24.2022] {Fantasy, vampire!au, angst, fluff, smut, one shot}:  When I can’t let our last goodbye be for forever.

Got my Number: [08.23.2022] {idol!au, fluff, smut, one shot}:  A trip to see Monsta X in concert turns out to be so much more than expected.

Jooheon x Gender Neutral Reader

Disturbance:[08.13.2021] {Angst}:A waking nightmare shakes you to your core and Jooheon is there to help calm you afterwards despite the fact you two had not been talking to each other all day.

Changkyun x Female Reader

The Spirit Board[10.29.2018] {Halloween Thriller, one shot}: When Y/N finds an old spirit board while cleaning out her attic, will she still believe that spirits aren’t real?

OT7 

Wonho X Female Reader, ft BFF Changkyun, BTS

Lure of the Lore [01.30.2019] {Werewolf, angst, fluff, smut}: Y/N‘s never been a believer in lore, unlike her best friend Changkyun. That is until he drags her to yet ANOTHER exhibit where there is a supposed werewolf locked in a cage made of silver and steel. 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 |

Monsta X Cabin in Lure of the Lore [11.25.2019]1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 |

Jooheon X Female Reader

The Draco Prince [09.12.2020]{Fantasy; Inspired by The Witcher series}: Y/N sets on a quest to find the dragon prince. Her goal is to break the curse and return him to his family. This journey finds her befriending several creatures and humans which turn out to be essential to her quest. 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11

[1997yakul]

chapter 3: The Wolf

Men With Cold Exteriors and Kind Hearts, Among Other Great Sights

.·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ ..·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ ..·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ ..·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ ..·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ ..·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩̥͙　✩　̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥̩̩͙‧͙ ..·͙̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥

summary: After getting a handle on things at your new job and putting your deposit down on your first apartment, you finally feel like you're proving your worth to the adult world. Only, is your catlike, hot, new boss (that smells too good) going to be an issue? Or, will it be the buff, delicate-mannered, heavy lifter that somehow just became your roommate? Either way-- this is fine, everything's okay, because you're grown now and you can figure it out....

Right?

(masterlist) ☆ (monsta x masterlist)

.｡.:*♡ Pairing: boss!changkyun x gender neutral reader ('pretty girl' is used once…sorry I simply couldn’t resist)

Word Count: 5.4k (chap1, chap2, chap3)

✧ Tags: chose your ending!, angst, humor, kissing, swearing, almost sexy time, absolutely broken changkyun iykyk, self doubt/worry/fear, alcohol consumption

✧ Notes: changkyun's ending !!! yippee enjoy

initially published on ao3 on july 11 2023

✩ fic is below the cut! enjoy ✩

Right as the door shuts, you wag your finger repeatedly at Hyunwoo and he throws his arms up in an accusing manner, bobbing his head saying “He did not hear me!” before getting interrupted with your hand clamping over his mouth.

“He literally turned around! And you are too loud! Still!” He laughs, backing out of your hand.

✱

Kihyun and Chaeyoung meet you at the bus stop the Monday after and are cracking up at videos they took of each other at karaoke. There’s a small pang of sadness, courtesy of FOMO.

And then it swallows itself with warmth at the memory of a ride home from Changkyun.

Sitting alone in the seat across from them, you ask to see the videos. Kihyun is belting out some sad ballad and Chaeyoung is recording, creating a very unstable video that trembles with each one of her bouts of laughter.

Kihyun’s eyes widen after you share some of your night with Changkyun to them. Chaeyoung gasps, huddling close and in a hushed voice says, “No, dude— you’re literally dating at this point.” She points to you, shaking her head slowly. Kihyun agrees, mumbling about how shocked he is that anyone could get Changkyun to loosen up.

“I don’t know, I think we are like… friends now. He told me to call him by his first name.” You say, fumbling with a zipper on your bag. Kihyun and Chaeyoung laugh, shocked beyond words. “I’m serious! I’ll show you, I swear.”

By the time you arrive at work with Kihyun and Chaeyoung, Changkyun is in his office, only the top of his head visible upon entry to the floor. It’s the first time since he transferred here that you’ve come in and the shades have been drawn open on his office windows. His head ducked down so you can only see the slicked black hair slide down the back of his nape, feathering out before the collar of his shirt. He wears this grayish suit, a shade of purple peeks from under his ironed suit jacket. It’s powerful, maybe a muted prussian. The light enters the office from behind him, a window perfectly positioned for a view of the entrance. You’re sure it comes with a direct line of vision to his car. You wonder if Changkyun is one of those men that calls his car his ‘baby’ and boasts about it to other higher-ups using explicitly feminine terms in a grimy sort of fashion. You hope he doesn’t. You decide definitely not, but eventually remind yourself that men always seem to; slowly but surely— ease you into their very secretive misogynistic tendencies only after you’ve started really getting to know them. You’ve had your fair share of Tinder dates fall off the deep end because it turned out that ‘non-political’ just means ‘extremely right leaning, but I know if I set it as this I would get absolutely zero pussy. I’m compromising. Surprise! Let’s talk about Ben Shapiro for an hour at this janky pizza place.’ But, he’s certainly not like that… Well… Okay. Chill out. You don’t really know him, stop assuming. This is what happens when you let yourself indulge in your imagination.

You sit down, logging into your computer and clocking in. Chaeyoung says something about waiting for your ‘bestie’ to pop over, and just as she finishes her sentence, the door to Changkyun’s office swings open. He kicks down the door stopper and makes a b-line to your desk. Chaeyoung scrambles to sit down in time, gripping at her arm rests and accidentally launching a pen into the air.

It falls to the carpeted floor with a sad patter at Changkyun’s feet, a shiny pair of black oxford’s. He presses the toe of his shoe on the tip of the pen, flicking it up. He leans over and grabs it midair, his thumb and palm envelope it. Without ever looking Chaeyoung in the eye, he sets it on her desk. “Good morning.” She mumbles out, “Thank you, Mr. Im.”

He turns, laying his forearm along the divider between your cubicle and Chaeyoung’s. “Hello.” He greets, leaning over a little to meet your eye level better.

Your heart fills your chest, thumping hard enough that it reaches your ears. You swallow hard and turn to him. “Hi, Changkyun.”

He cocks his head a little, straightening up and adjusting his sleeve around his wrist. “Mr. Im, right?” He smiles, it’s a little too proud, and now you feel weak again. Kihyun’s expression grows weary. “Can you follow me to my office?” Suddenly, the calm sound of hushed voices and rustling papers halts, and a few heads turn to face you and Changkyun. Your mouth feels dry, and your palms begin to sweat.

“Sure, Mr. Im.” You stand slow, waiting for him to back up a little so you have more room to move— but he just holds his ground. You shuffle around your spinny chair until he starts making his way to his office, then you shove the chair aside and glance at your friends. They are both making crazy eyes, and Kihyun offers a shrug. You shake your head unknowingly.

“Close the door behind you, please.” He says, his voice always grumbling lowly, and you follow his cologne like it comes with a leash. He gives his shades a few twists, just to give a little more privacy. The room gets darker, and he pulls out the chair for you. “So,” he points to your seat before fixing his belt. He leans on the side of his desk, his name plaque new and shiny, gold. “I was wondering if you had any ideas for a company outing.”

“This isn’t about me calling you by your first name?”

He blinks a little dumbly before glancing out the windowed door, heads fire back to their computers at his silent command. “No, I mean. That too, but this means more to me.” He feels up and down his right arm. “Don’t call me that in the office, I’d prefer if we kept it formal at work, you know…” His eyebrows thread together, fighting as he tries to find the right words. “Please.”

You nod, two times very firmly. “Company outing, um…” Checking over to your right, Kihyun and Chaeyoung are peering over their dividers at you. “Well I know some employees really like karaoke.” He nods in agreement, his fingers brushing softly at the tip of his nose.

“And that would be fun, for everyone to go do karaoke?”

“Maybe, like, eat and then do karaoke? Just so it’s an easier warm up.”

He nods, motioning to the door. “Okay, thank you. I’ll take that into consideration.” You stand up, kind of bug eyed, and push the chair back in, leaving with your hands close to your sides. You let the door close quietly before speed walking back to your cubicle. Kihyun and Chaeyoung both lean in to hear what happened, and you wave them off, peeking back at Changkyun. He is nervously pacing around his office, his face adorning a stern, thoughtful look.

✱

It doesn’t take long for the plans to become final, Changkyun sets up a company outing for that Friday, saying it will boost morale and help him get to know everyone better.

Changkyun is about four shots in when he says he is done drinking. He’s got a red flush across his nose bridge and cheeks, and his jaw is looser than usual, not clenched or as serious as he usually keeps it. He says something along the lines of… “Finish this on your own, this is the best I’ll feel all night” or “This is the end for me, I’m perfectly tipsy.” You can’t exactly recollect the wording, but it does something to your stomach nonetheless. The IT guy who sits next to Changkyun laughs hard, obviously more drunk. He unbuttons the top two buttons on Changkyun’s shirt, saying it’s too hot for him to still be wearing his full suit. Changkyun agrees sheepishly, wiggling off his jacket and folding it over the back of his chair.

He runs his hands from his forehead to the crown of his head, stopping there for a moment to scratch a little at his scalp. His mouth fills up with hot air, releasing it through his nose. He rubs his knuckles over his top lip, catching any sweat forming and leans back in his chair. The front legs lift off the ground ever so slightly, and he unbuttons the third button of his shirt on his own. He grabs at the bottom of his papery button up and tugs firmly a few times, enough to get fresh air. His cologne trickles down the table, it’s warm now, usually cold. Humid, and slightly tepid. The room smells of alcohol and heat. Stuffy and masculine. Kihyun and Chaeyoung pass you a shot each, and you take them before your brain can conjure up a reason not to.

The guy sitting across from Changkyun laughs heartily before getting his words out, pointing a hand up in the air. “I have an idea.” He is as drunk as one could get, hiccuping embarrassingly between syllables. “Let’s just do, uhm… let’s all play Smash or Pass.” Changkyun wordlessly shakes his head ‘No,’ lifting an arm from his lap onto the table.

“I organized this, thanks to Y/N” Changkyun starts, his words soft and tender, hand movements flow wistfully. “This was meant to be a way for me to get to know you guys a bit better, I don’t want—”

“Okay, we all know who you’re smashing!” Someone shouts out from your end of the table, and Changkyun shouts back before he can process what he is getting himself into.

“Who would that be!?” He points at the guy asking, his eyebrows uneven and mouth loose. It’s quiet for a second, and Changkyun scans up and down the table to see if anyone really has the gall.

“Y/N.” Someone says obtusely, it’s a statement rather than a question or a suggestion, and a few other people laugh in agreement. Now the table has a weird air of uncomfortableness as people wait for Changkyun or you to respond. The only reason it’s not unbearably awkward is because you can assume not many people will remember this tomorrow. Chaeyoung laughs the absolute hardest, and Kihyun grabs at her shoulders to calm her down. Your body freezes, mid-sip and you blink once, eyes shifting to Changkyun.

His face slowly droops, eyebrows furrowing in a hurt way.

“You couldn’t get mamas in your dreams!!!” Chaeyoung yells, grabbing a wad of dirty napkin and throwing it limply in his direction. Her cry jumpstarts the ruckus once more. The tissue barely makes it an inch towards him, and he only evinces a weak snarl, recoiling ever so slightly.

“Chaeyoung!” You shout, setting down your glass hard enough that it splashes in the cup. “Stop that!” You are tipsy too, and the words can’t come like they would if you weren’t. You feel limp and defeated, and Changkyun’s expression is heartbreaking.

His jaw juts out slightly, his cheeks hollowing as he thinks, and the table grows quiet once again. His eyes scan back and forth down the table at the plates and glasses, shaking his head in disapprovement. “That is…” He stands up, pushing his chair back and stumbling around in his spot, the girl next to him puts her hands up to protect herself as he stabilizes, rocking back and forth slightly between his wobbly legs. He bites at his lip, finally scanning the faces at the table until he meets your eyes. You weren’t thinking about your expression before now, but from his reaction you can tell it was obviously some form of disgust. He shakes his head, “I’m really so sorry.” He says, and a few other people mumble out apologies around you.

He stands up, grabbing something from his pockets as he pushes the exit door open, and the table is met with the most awkward silence you have ever experienced. Two girls whisper amongst themselves, standing up and walking to the bathroom together. Tears spring just slightly at your eyes when you realize the importance of what just happened, and the effect it will certainly have on Changkyun and your friendship. The nice buzz is just setting in, and you stand up and force yourself to follow him out.

“Hi.” You say, gentle as you let the door fall closed behind you. His wide shoulders greet you before he can turn around, the few clicks of a lighter sound out before he turns to face you. A cool gust of wind passes you both by, and his shirt flaps harshly against his chest, his hair ruffled and fucked from him rutting his fingers back and forth through it. “It’s nice out here, wow. Less stuffy.” You smile the words out, hoping he’ll wordlessly agree to forget about the whole thing. He’s got a cigarette between his fingers and he looks down at you, silently. He huffs, exhaling towards the street so the smoke doesn’t hit you, but the wind brings it to your face anyway. You cough a little, eyes tingling as you lift your face up to see him. Tears have filled up his eyes to the brim. His face is dark, and he smirks slightly around his cigarette, using a free hand to untuck his shirt.

He chuckles, dropping his wrist to his thigh, holding his cigarette below. “I’m sorry.” He repeats, wiping his sleeve twice at each eye. You pull his arm down, fingers gripping at his sleeve. His eyes are red, cheeks still rosy. You run your thumb along his waterline, and he wets his lower lip. He taps a little at his cigarette, holding it down by his side.

“Shouldn’t I be the one crying?” You smile up at him, and he finally smiles back. You feel fuzzy. Light on your toes, you run your hand down his cheek, and he melts. His eyes close and his shoulders droop, face sinking into your palm, warm and calm. Two tears run down his cheeks onto your hand, splitting off down into the delicate texture of your skin. “You need this.” You whisper, and he smiles so slightly, face so tired and gaunt. You reach, slow around his waist up to his back, and run your hand down until his spine curves. He leans into you, folding over your shoulder limply. He says nothing, only settles into your body as his breathing slows. He uses one forearm to prop himself off of you, pressing his arm flat against the glass with a sharp 90 degree bend at his elbow, careful not to lean anymore weight on you. You would worry about your coworkers seeing you, but your buzz is perfect, he’s lovely, and the sheer curtains are doing enough for your own level of comfort.

He mumbles, folding an arm around your waist. “There’s so much I want to say, in another setting.” He’s heavy, but gravity feels fake, and there’s a lightness that encapsulates the both of you. “Just— just for now,” He exhales the last of his uneven breaths. “Please take your time with me.” His voice crumbles a bit, like he’s ashamed or knows it’s wrong to ask for this or behave this way with an inferior. The forearm pressed flesh against the glass drops, and he huffs, face craned next to your ear. He’s tired and mellows out over your shoulder, maybe it’s the first time he’s been this honestly exhausted with someone. Like the act is done and over. He’s not unapologetic about it, he’s just ashamed and tired. As if he doesn’t want to be perceived this way, but has realized he has no choice.

You can’t remember the last time you held someone who needed to be held as much as Changkyun. You wrap your arms around him too.

✱

A lot of the employees are missing when Changkyun and you return to your table in the restaurant. Kihyun is patting Chaeyoung on the back as she downs another noodle side dish. Changkyun’s demeanor is completely different, the last second you checked on him before entering the restaurant again, he was bent over and worn looking, like a worn teddy bear with not enough stuffing. Now he was tall and powerful, chest puffed slightly and eyes just a little puffy (he assured one of your coworkers it was the sodium). “So, karaoke?” He says, broadening his shoulders, finishing his suggestion by cupping his hands together. Kihyun mumbles something to Chaeyoung, but she yells out many mushed words of approval before processing anything he says.

“Shhh! It’s fine!” She fawns, twisting around to face Kihyun, who’s worried expression releases into satisfaction.

It’s not a karaoke session in Korea without Big Bang. Kihyun chooses something cheesy and melodic and Chaeyoung tells him to skip it before he gets a word out. They battle over the tambourine and Changkyun only joins in to break them up when Bae Bae comes on and he’s had another few drinks in him, he sings everything flat and his eyes bore holes into Kihyun as he helps Chaeyoung pull off her cardigan. The room is musty and hot, and there’s at least 8 or 9 of you smashed along the couch, exposed skin sticking to the sweating leather seats. Changkyun’s cologne still envelopes the room, and even if you close your eyes to calm down your bouncing heart rate, you smell him and the lavishness of his skin. The dry tobacco scent from his cigarette at the restaurant clings to him. He folds his fingers one at a time over your wrist to get you to stand, a limp tug like he wants you to get up, but isn’t telling you to. You get up anyway.

He points to you, singing T.O.P’s verse like he really means it, kind of wobbling around flimsily. He’s all goofy and sways around the hot room, and taking his free hand to touch those on the couch like he’s a genuine celebrity. You smile big, laughing every once in a while when he fucks up the lyrics and has to stop in his tracks and look back at the screen, having to hang up the charismatic facade as he figures out the words. Once he gets back in the swing of things, he acts like he never stopped in the first place. He’s hypnotic and beguiling like he has always been and rocks his head back and forth, exposing his neck, slicked with sweat like a sacrificial offering. He glances over at you just slightly when he sings “My body wraps around yours so perfectly” and you think it’s all profusely nostalgic, like maybe you dreamt of this as a dinky tween. The only problem is he breaks eye contact two seconds later and grabs hold of another employee and tugs at her sleeve to stand, but it's not like what he did with you earlier, this tug is demanding. He’s desperate. The irrepressible urge to scream grows in your throat, and you whisper to Kihyun that you’re going out to get some air.

It’s a good few breaths you take outside, like finally the cool air can hit you again like it did outside the restaurant. You pull out your phone to mindlessly scroll, just for a minute or two. The clock reads 22:27. Hyunwoo texts you a peculiar gif not a second later, it’s a very specific reference to a conversation you had with him earlier. It feels nice to know he listens so carefully. A gray bubble pops up before you can type a response. ‘How’s it going? Havin fun?’ You smile, your heart tugs a little and you feel grounded again. “Soooo much fun.” A voice grumbles behind you, and Changkyun leans over your shoulder, craning around your back and slipping his arms under yours, his hands folding over yours, fingers aligning as he begins to type for you. “Good?” He breathes out, and you have to turn your head away from him to calm down. Your heart thumps heavily, so heavy and powerful that it hurts, a low droning pain.

He doesn’t send the text before you can turn back around to face him, and he steps back a bit to stabilize himself. You hold your thumb on the backspace until each word disappears, and your eyes meet Changkyun’s for a moment before you look down to your feet. They’re heavy-lidded now, and his hair is still all sorts of fucked up. Your heart pumps at an unbearable rate, and you can hear your pulse through your ears. “Stop being so…” he exasperates, threading a hair behind your ear. Leans in, close enough for his breath to tickle, “…scared of me.”

You have to stretch a little to shake off the haze that’s settling over your mind, and his hands drag from under your arms down to the top of your hips, and they settle along them like they were made to be there all along. You open your mouth, but nothing that your brain skims through can accurately reply. “Okay.” You nod up at him, like you only know obedience.

He dips his head back down, his bottom lip drags over your neck, and he kisses you there once or twice. He lets out these soft little sounds like he’s too excited for words. “You’re so pretty,” he mumbles. “Fuck, so good. So pretty.” Your hand grazes over his neck and slides down until your thumb traces over his collarbone. He kisses less sloppy this time, on your neck again, on your cheek, on your jaw. Avoiding your lips like he’s saving them for later.

He’s been doing shots, you think. “I’m so grateful that I met you.” He whispers over your ear, and his arms wrap further around your waist, inching back up. “You know, earlier…” He starts, carefully, like it’s a sensitive topic that he doesn’t mean to offend with. “Thank you for understanding.” It’s weird, you think. He’s being endearing, or at least he’s trying to. You can feel him in his suit pants and he’s just growing harder. You push him off slow. “It’s okay, yeah?” He’s so drunk he’s barely awake. You can only bite at your lip and look away. More than anything in the world, you would like to fuck Changkyun. Even just once, even if it made your job so much harder and so much more awkward after. You just think it would be so good that it would all be worth it. But he’s too drunk, so you can’t. “I’m drunk, I’m drunk. I really like you, if you like me…” His words get sloppier and guilt pits in your stomach heavier than you can handle. You push him with two fingers back further like you’re really annoyed now, he has to stabilize himself by gripping a railing. You head back inside.

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Changkyun is an enigma. It seems with everything in his career, he faces it head on. With you, he’s careful, would never expect a clear answer or decision unless it's statistics on a file. Ever since that night at karaoke, he's cowered away in humiliation. You’re sure he wants you both to forget the whole thing, but it's so difficult with the words he spoke to you circling your head like the last drops of water down the drain. It takes a week before you realize that he’s not going to address the situation on his own, and if you want something to give, you're going to have to be the one who initializes the first push.

You fake overtime, knowing he usually stays later than the rest of you, you text Kihyun and Chaeyoung that you’ll call them after you speak to him and let them know all of the details. As soon as your last coworker wishes you a good night and the elevator doors close before her, your stomach pits like you've just thrown yourself into the lion’s den. It's the worst mistake you've made, and terror envelopes your entire system. You tell yourself in 15 minutes you’ll go knock on his door, sliding headphones on to calm yourself down. Shuffling a playlist a few times, you focus on your breathing while putting some stray pens and papers back into your filing drawer. When you hear Changkyun’s office door open way sooner than expected, your throat dries in an instant, your eyes glued to your desk and you work on trying to become as small and unnoticeable as possible.

His voice penetrates the wall you've desperately tried to build, and you turn quickly to face the direction it comes from, pushing off your headphones so they can fall around your neck. It's only then you realize that your music was never connected to them. You stand out of your chair suddenly. Changkyun looms, his silhouette shaded, one of the few light sources in the room is a lamp behind him. You cock your head slightly at him and he repeats himself: “Narcos.”

Your eyes flicker to your phone, and he's right. You were listening to the Narcos theme, outloud. “Sorry. I thought my headphones were–” Changkyun’s lips frown, and he shakes his head in disapproval, his arms folded over his chest. So you cut yourself short, grabbing your bag in a rush to just get out because the whole thing felt like a mistake.

“Do you know what the lyrics are about?” He doesn't try stopping you from packing away your things or help you clean up, he just watches with arms crossed. You shake your head, slowing down movements, trying to process the situation. “Drowning fear with love.”

“Why didn't you come to talk to me?” You surprise yourself with your sudden outburst, pinching yourself in the thigh.

He sighs like he’s been preparing what he’s about to say. “I overstepped. If anyone was going to reach out again, it should not have been me.” Your heart tugs because he's thought it out and was respectful and right. He was right.

“Why'd you have to drink so much?” Your eyes trace over the darkness that has hidden him so well.

You can hear him smile, and the song still plays behind you. “Because I’m smitten for someone I shouldn't be.” His head tilts down to his shoes on the carpet, a few strands of his slicked hair fall forward. Your heart feels like it's on a linear path to explosion. “Someone I have too much power over already.” He inhales deeply, and you move slowly to face him, releasing the pen in your hand.

“They make me nervous. I care a lot about how this person sees me, and I was worried they saw me as too uptight. So I did the only thing I knew would make me less uptight. Like a jackass.”

“Well doing that to me was the most jackass thing you've ever done, so you’ve got your worries in the wrong place.”

”Smitten” lt tingles in your stomach.

“I’m sorry. I know.” He steps forward twice until he can be illuminated by your desk light, and he looks magnificent. His eyelids hang heavily and he has dark bags under his eyes. The curve of his back as he looks down, his dress shirt flexing over his shoulders as he reaches to put the pen in a cup. “It was gross. I’m a dog.”

“No, idiot. No. You’re so stupid.” You pull the pen back out from the cup and slap it back onto your desk. His eyes light up, widening at your reaction. “You’re not a dog. You made me want you when I couldn't have you.” Changkyun has to tilt his head back slightly to give you room to come closer. “You made me worry for you and then disappeared like you didn’t need me. You’re a cat.” The song slows to a complete halt and the office is completely silent besides the air conditioning stuttering to keep up.

“I do.” Changkyun whispers. “I do need you.” His fingers float around your head like he isn’t sure if he’s allowed to touch. “You wanted me.” He says, and you’re unsure if it’s a question. You don’t care, you nod anyways, pulling his hand to your face like he did to you a week ago. “Pretty.” He mumbles, tilting his head to get a better view. You can barely keep your eyes open, and he places his other hand on your cheek before pulling you close to him again. Back into his embrace, where his cologne suffocates the air around you. You’d be happy to only breathe this air forever. “You’re so pretty.” He wraps an arm around your waist, holding tight enough that your hips push into each other, colliding dully. This time his words aren’t slurred, they’re just kept quiet, like a secret meant to keep between the two of you. “I’m your cat.” Your heart pounds against him, and he pulls both of his arms around to your back so he can take off his watch, sliding it off and setting it on your desk behind you. He lifts you up by your thighs and rests you next to it, your fingers brush the cool metal as you stabilize yourself.

He backs up for a second, just so he can scan over your face for any implication you don’t want him. “I’m, really…” He laughs, looking at his feet before centering himself on you again. Feeling at his cheeks with the back of his hand. “I’m really smitten.”

“Prove it.” You whisper, and Changkyun steps forward again, smoothly sliding a palm around the side of your neck, leaning in slowly, eyelashes hiding his pupils.

“I did already. Don’t you remember when I tried to fuck you after singing?” He smiles, proud of himself now for being able to keep his impulses at bay. You let your head loll from side to side like you’re deep in thought.

You hum a note of approval, “I would’ve let you if I knew you could’ve kept it up for more than a minute. It never lasts when you’re that drunk.” Your fingers brush down the side of his cheek, and Changkyun’s eyebrows thread conspicuously. He situates himself deeper between your legs.

“Let me make it up to you.” His palm lands on top of your thigh, brushing up and down. “You’re too perfect.”

You stare at him, angled down just a little from your seat on the desk. “What did you say earlier…” You prod, pushing Changkyun back an inch with a hand on his chest. “Called yourself a kitty. My kitty”

He shakes his head this time, whatever to get his point across, he’ll take. You drag your nails down the side of his neck, leaning in to press kisses on the opposite side, and needy noises fall from his lips. His shoe twisting into the carpet, he leans further in again, grabbing a fistful of ass as compensation. You make your way over to his lips, finally fulfilling the need. He nips quickly and sharply at your bottom lip, his hand forking through your hair. “Fuck” he groans, “fuck me.” “Please.” His voice mellows out as his phone starts buzzing in his back pocket. You sigh deeply, dropping your face to your hands, his face hot and legs tangled up in his. You pull away at the same time he does, checking it quickly before ending the call without ever picking it up. His pupils are blown out, cheeks are a bright pink, lips plumped and a little shiny from your makeup. You pat at his hair, rutting through knots with your fingers.

“I made dinner reservations for us because I had planned to apologize. Like a boss would.” He catches the hand on his head with his own. “Not how I expected today to go.”

“I’m hungry.” You shrug with a smile, and he eyes you completely baffled. He stares for a moment before shrugging.

“I’m with you.”

“Let’s go, Kitty cat.” You slide yourself off the side of the desk, fixing your skirt as Changkyun fixes your hair.

He halts his hands before letting them fall with a pinch of one of your cheeks. “Don’t let that be a thing, please.”

✱

chapter 1 ☆ chapter 2: "The Bear"

(masterlist) ☆ (monsta x masterlist)

[daydreamerbunny]

𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

last updated on 8/30/2024

PLEASE NOTE: these is purely fiction and does not represent the idols or any other real person in anyway.

Do NOT take my writings as your own.

Key:

s = smut

a = angst

f = fluff

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Jeon Jungkook

⇢ last (afab reader, s, f and a) One last time.

⇢ one year (afab reader, a) Jungkook comes to apologize and he realizes you are with someone.

⇢ royal engagement (afab princess!reader, s)  You’re a princess to a small kingdom and the neighboring large kingdom just lost their king, making your childhood fling now crowned.  Your family makes a trip to express condolences and plans on maintaining the tight alliance your kingdoms have.

Min Yoongi

⇢ one year (afab reader, a) Jungkook comes to apologize and he realizes you are with someone. 

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Im Changkyun

⇢ {unknown hiatus} rose gold series, involving other Monsta X members (afab named reader, s, f, and a) Being engaged to a charming prince suddenly makes you the most desirable woman in the castle. Part 1, part 2, and part 3. 

⇢ i’ll wait (afab reader, s)  Your professor overhears some girls teasing you and decides to make you feel better.

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Lee Taemin

⇢ bitten & smitten (afab reader, s) Your village is raided by the vampire prince and he decides that you are his. 

ＯＴＨＥＲ ＦＡＮＤＯＭＳ ♥

α v α t α r ♥

Jake Sully

⇢  Rumor Has It (afab human reader, s) You have a thing for Jake's avatar and Jake finds that out and decides to indulge you on it.

⇢ Pretty Girl (afab human reader, s) Jake and reader fuck without her oxygen mask.

⇢Silly Girl (afab omatikaya reader, s) imagine tying up Jake in attempts to spice it up in your sex life and it does not go in your favor.

⇢ Bunny (afab human reader, s) Jake fucks you on Easter.

⇢ Jake hisses at reader (afab human reader, a and f) Requested

Neteyam Sully

⇢ Always (afab Na'vi reader, a) Neteyam loses you and reflects back on the happy moments.

нσυѕє σƒ тнє ∂яαgση♥

Aegon II Targaryen

⇢ Star-Crossed and History-Lost (afab reader, s) You adore your brother, Aegon, while married and growing resentful to your other brother Aegon. You reminisce on your moments with Aegon while you care for him after being burned and plan on his escape.

s t r α n g є r t h í n g s ♥

Henry Creel

⇢Latrodectus mactans (afab reader, s) Henry and you were both orderly. He was 001 and you were 002. Henry takes advantage of the crush you have on him to help him with his plan to escape the lab. He's willing to break a few of his own rules to make sure you were his.

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Kylo Ren

⇢ His Rock (afab reader, f)

⇢ Restless ( afab reader,  f)

⇢ I Don’t Blame You ( afab reader,  a)

⇢ Baby Steps ( afab reader, f and a)

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Markus

⇢ hope (afab reader, f) Markus and reader support each other in Jericho.

Connor

⇢ on the couch (afab reader, s) Connor is needy and needs a quickie.

⇢ nurse (afab reader mentions of sports bra but otherwise gender neutral, f) Connor takes care of you while sick.

⇢ hot coffee (afab reader, f and implied s)

⇢ rushed emotions (afab OC, f) Connor needs Noelle’s help to help Markus.

⇢ into you (AO3 link) (afab reader, s) It’s the DPD’s Christmas party and Connor decides to make a move.

Gavin

⇢ big softie (amab reader, f)  reader is hurt on the job and Gavin is worried sick.

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Thranduil

⇢the scent of spring (afab reader, f) 

⇢ ada (afab reader, f)

⇢ pale beauty (afab OC, mild s) 

[armysantiny]

16:15 -  창균 (Changkyun)

P: Changkyun (IM) x gender neutral reader - Monsta X | G: fluff, timestamp| Inc: period comfort, implied afab reader bc of period, takeout, cramps, back rubs, changkyun having a nap | Wc: 332 | W: food, period/blood | R: PG

An: I need this rn

Head lolled backwards as they scrunched their face in pain, y/n groaned in pain as another onslaught of cramps started, the twisting agony in their abdomen impossible to ignore. Bookmarking, closing and putting their book to the side, y/n brought their knees to their chest, breathing through what was going to be another 6 days of cramps. Stuck on the living room sofa, the brunet could only hear what presumably was the sounds of Changkyun stirring from his nap in their bedroom.

Yawning the remnants of sleep away as he poked his head into the living room, Changkyun sighed at the sight of y/n huddled on the sofa. Walking over and taking a seat beside them, he pressed a gentle kiss to their forehead before rubbing their back. Chuckling when y/n’s boba-eyed expression met his own, the 25-year-old slowly lowered y/n’s legs and reached over for the folded blanket.

“Hey there precious, are the cramps getting really bad?” Leaning their head on his shoulder, y/n nodded, eyebrows furrowed together.

“Mhm…Kyun-ah, am I dying?” Y/n asked, eliciting a ‘not-amused-but-that-was-funny’ smile from their boyfriend. “…it does feel like it though.”

“I don’t doubt you baby; let me get you some paracetamol, and I’ll call takeout, hmm?” Changkyun offered, one which was gladly accepted as y/n clenched their fists in pain. Getting up and returning to the sofa with two paracetamol tablets and a bottle of water, Changkyun let y/n wash the painkillers while he ordered food.

Gently running his hand through y/n’s hair while they slept, Changkyun’s attention was drawn to the door once their delivery had arrived. Lifting y/n’s head up and replacing the space where his lap was with a cushion, Changkyun made his way to the door, opening it and taking the takeout bag from the delivery driver. Bringing the food to the table and setting up the cutlery, the rapper lightly shook y/n’s shoulder, a gentle smile on his face.

“Hm? What is it Kyun?”

“The food arrived~ let’s eat!”

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Serpentine

pairing: Leviathan! I.M x human! gender neutral reader

summery: drowned by an eldritch creature, you awaken confused, at the feet of an envious demon.

warnings: death and drowning, Christian mythology, occult themes, mild nudity, creature!Changkyun????

words: 753

notes: I've been playing a lot of Obey Me... don’t ask. should also probably read some Lovecraft if I wanna continue this story

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drowning, that is now where you found yourself. suffocation was not an ideal way to die, but all the same, you didn't think it would be so... calming. the panic fell to the back of your mind, heart racing and lungs burning, in your focus however, was the creature in the water before you. 

you wondered if they would eat you. the shimmering rows of teeth could slice your flesh like razors. to spite death laying heavy on your tongue, you let your eyes wander over the creature. they were as beautiful as they were horrifying. 

serpentine, scales shimmered in the slanted rays of light. the spines of the creature glowed, bio luminescent in the murky water. they moved gracefully, easily the size of a large navel ship, every feature perfectly symmetrical. 

the taste of death was that of salt water, as it plunged into your lungs. 

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wet. filth. the scent of dead rotting fish invaded your sense. you bolted upright, coughing and sputtering black putrid water. it tastes like a sewer, only serving to gag you further. 

“better out than in.” growled a deep masculine voice. 

your body shivered, suddenly aware of your own nakedness. your hair stuck to your skin, an overwhelming feeling of some kind of goo coating your flesh. 

raising your head you found a pair of boots in your line of sight. trailing up, torn and faded trousers, mold and rot practically sewn into the garment. above them, an equally distressed navel jacket, pins and badges also scraped and torn. a pair of arms crossed over the chest, and finally the man’s face. 

a feeling a shame came over you as his eyes trailed over your nude form, nothing but vague amusement in his eyes. he was beautiful, his hair dark as ink. it lay limply, faint curls weighed by dampth, framing his cheeks. 

“...who are you?” the words were choked from your abused throat. he quirked an eyebrow, eyes trailing over your body slowly. 

“... I am what I am.” he grinned. your breath hitched as rows of sharp teeth greeted you. a forked tongue peeked out to wet his lips as he chuckled darkly. 

“...God?” the man let out a rumbling laugh at your confusion. 

“oh little human, he won't help you down here.” his eyes twinkled with amusement. 

“are you Death then?” you asked again. he smiled, this one less twisted than the last. 

“one form of it to you.” he leaned down, placing his palm on your head. “it isn't often I find a human bold enough to drown in my lair.” you flinched, his skin cold to the touch. 

lair... a memory crawled back to the forefront of your mind. 

your arms tied, mouth gagged, thrown into a pit, a portal as the occult called it. you were scarified. thrown into the Lair of the Leviathan. 

“...Leviathan... the prince of hell... a sea serpent...” your eyes widened as it dawned on you you’d spoken out loud. 

“you are quicker than most humans. I'll give you that.” the hand on your head was gentle as it stroked your scalp. “those occultists who threw you down there to die, intended to offer you as a sacrifice to me.” he purred, now leaning down on one knee. 

“now tell me, little human, should I except?” tilting your chin up with one finger. 

“...no sir. they simply intend to use you as a stepping stone... to grant power from your brothers.” you spoke, pleased with the confidence in your voice. 

“of course they do.” the creature before you growled in anger. the air around him became cold, causing you to shiver once more. “greedy, stupid humans. they lust for power. I am never seen as anything but an after thought. the lot of you to seduced by my brothers and their stupid parlor tricks.” 

the venom of jealousy dripped from his words. 

“you understand you will gain nothing from this. your life is already forfeit at my claws.” his attention fell back to you once again. now gripping your chin, nails sharp against your skin. 

“yes sir. that is why I have no reason to lie to you.” your voice was soft as you finally raised your eyes to meet his. pools of purple and green greeted you, swirling like whirlpools. 

“...well done little human.” he stood, now pulling you to your feet as well. “you are an unappetizing sacrifice, however,” he circled you, movements fluid and graceful. “...you will make an amusing little pet. come with me.” 

[chaeekies]

I'll Catch You

And some hurt/comfort inspired by this video!

You can also read this on ao3 here.

“You..you’re w-what..?” His voice has never been this quiet. Not around them. “Dad you can’t! You and mom promised, and you’ve missed all the other--” Silence. His father hung up on him. They’d be missing yet another show they promised to attend. He just wanted to make them proud, and he just couldn’t see how he wasn’t. They had always told them to follow his dreams, and this was it. “Kyunnie..?” It was dangerous to try talking to him after he spoke with his parents. They disappointed him over and over and it took a visible toll on Changkyun. “What.. is it..that they want from me. They always promise..” His voice became shaky as tears welled up in his eyes. He never looked up fearing the tears might fall. He couldn’t do that, not in front of them. He threw his phone halfheartedly beside him and curled into himself. He didn’t know how it happened or when, but the tears just didn’t stop. He was crying uncontrollably, breath unsteady and hiccups inevitable. A gentle sigh came from the other side of the room. And then arms were pulling him into a lap, his legs wrapped around a seated torso. Gentle hands snaked their way to his cheeks and lifted his wet face back into the light. His vision was blurry, but the warm smile of comfort was unmistakable. “It’s alright, kkukkungie...I’m here for you to rely on.” His heart skipped a beat and warm lips pulled red to his ears and cheeks. The arms wrapped around him felt like home and he relaxed in it. He buried his head into their neck, desperate to feel their skins on his. Soft hums vibrated in their throat and escaped from their mouth, something Changkyun always needed to calm down. “Thank you..” tumbled from his covered lips as he closed his eyes.

[male-readers-like-kpop-idols-too]

Monsta X Reaction to Their BF Being Really Good at Cooking

Shownu

Shownu would love your cooking. He would try anything you made, even if you thought it wasn’t good enough. He would like to watch you cook. He would try to help, cutting vegetables, stirring the pot, etc.. His favorite thing was when you would cook shirtless or just after waking up. He would love the sleepy look on you, Shownu would think that even though you're tired, you cared about him. He would give you back hugs whenever he could.

Wonho 

His heart would melt. He needs to eat a lot because of his muscles, you would know if he needed more protein and make his meals with extra meat or beans. He would watch you cut up vegetables or meat and would be scared and try to help another way. Like cleaning up the house or doing the dishes. He would try to snag food. Like a piece of meat from the pan,,,,that is sizzling,,, with his fingers. He would drop the piece before he even got it to his mouth. You would take his hand and turn on the cold water and run his finger(s) under the cold water for a few minutes. He’s not allowed to be near hot pans anymore.

Minhyuk

Minhyuk is a goof. He will be playing with gochujang, frosting and anything else. “Hey (y/n)...” He would try to deep throat a phallic vegetable. He didn't needs to show how good he was, you already knew. The vegetable would need to be rescued from a choking Minhuyk. He would try to steal bits of food. Is unsuccessful. He would be intimated by the knives but would ask you to teach him. You would have zucchini on a cutting board, washed and trimmed. You would be showing him how to put his hands when handling a sharp metal. He would try for his boyfriend.

Kihyun

Kihyun loves to cook too. He started by simple stuff for the group but he would get into the mood to try something difficult or/and challenging recipe. He would join you often but some times he just wanted to back hug you and watch you. Kihyun likes to test things and vise versa. He loves it when you come over to the dorm and cook for the boys. Especially after practice. “Prince, I love you so much.” He would give you a sweaty hug before going to take a shower.

Hyungwon

This boy can't cook, you know this, his members know this, his family knows it, your family knows it. He loves watching you cook because he can't. Not even to save his life. He would stay away from you and let you do your thing in peace. He would love it when you cooked BBQ or sashimi. Secretly scared of the hot pans and sharp knives. 

Jooheon

He would be so excited that his boyfriend could cook. He would eat everything you made. Even if it was bad. “Yaah, My prince is so good.” He would tell the other members...A lot. Jooheon would want you to come over to the dorms and cook for the members. They...eat...so...much. Jooheon would always eat when you cooked. He would have lunch that you made. His members would smell it and ask for some. “No my baby boy made it just for me.”

Changkyun

This baby would just watch you. He does help with cutting things up and will look at you for help. He would ask you how to bake a cake just to spend more time with you. He would tell you about the food he had when he was a child. You would try to recreate it for him. Like New York pizza, LA ramen, etc... He would come home and see his boyfriend covered in flour and tomato sauce. With him spending so much time composing, you would give for bring him food. When he was done, Changkyun will hold you, kiss you and say thank you.

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[thisissammysblog]

[Monsta x] When their s/o does aegyo for them.

Shownu

He would definitely like it, when you do it. He may not show it though, since he's the calmest in the group. He'd probably just smile fondly watching you do aegyo for him, and you would know he simply adores you in every way possible.

☆

Wonho

This boy. You thought it would be fun to tease him with a little bit of aegyo that one time, but you were wrong. If you want to do aegyo for him you have to be prepared to do that for the rest of your life. He would make you do it every time you ask him something. He would absolutely love it, maybe a bit too much.

☆

Minhyuk

Contrary to what many would believe, I don't think Minhyuk would be too into aegyo. He would like it when you do it, without any doubt, but he wouldn't ask you to. He would definitely shower you with hugs and kisses when you do a particularly cute aegyo, for sure.

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Kihyun

Just like Minhyuk, he wouldn't be obsessed with it. If you did it for him, he would give you a cute, soft, maybe a bit embarassed smile, and even cringe a little if it's too much for him to handle. You could possibly use aegyo to make him do something, but you'd have to be pretty convincing.

☆

Hyungwon

He's probably the one who would feel uncomfortable the most between the seven of them. He just wouldn't be used to it, never. No matter how much you do it for him. Plus, you wouldn't need to do aegyo to make his heart flutter. He just shows affection in his own way, and you know it.

☆

Joohoney

We're talking about the king of aegyo, amongst many other things. You two could start wonderful (yet uncomfortable, for the people around you) aegyo battle, maybe in the middle of an argument or just for fun. You know he will win, but you don't want to give up that easily.

Of course, hundreds of hugs will follow the fight.

☆

I.M.

He would enjoy it so much. He wouldn't show it, though. He loves seeing you do aegyo for him, no matter what's the reason behind it. If you're trying to make him do something for you, he would certainly do that but not before receiving a little bit of aegyo/begging from you.

[sweetsweetkpop]

Monsta X(and Wonho): S/O asking to make a sex tape

Pairing: Monsta X x gender neutral! Reader

Warnings: Mentions of sex tapes, Mention of Dirty Talk

Tagging: @nocturne-overtures @gettin-a-lil-hanse @kimnamshiks @jacksons-goddess-gaia

Hyunwoo (Shownu)

Hyunwoo is a caring and simple man, so if you ask him for something, he usual don’t mind doing it

“ You want to record us having sex? Okay.”

Like I promise it’s not something to stress yourself about when asking him about it.

To make sure the video is good for you to watch back again and again, he’ll probably try to aim you as the camera so you can see everything

High key would really enjoy watching it over with you

Hoseok (Wonho)

He would be a little shocked at first because he wasn’t expecting it, but best believe he would do it

Trying so hard not to be biased BUT that sex tape would be chef kiss

He would make eye contact with the phone when he’s making you feel really good.

“ You look so pretty on camera like this~”

10/10 believe he would pose for the camera in a cute way after blowing your back out

Minhyuk

He wouldn’t be too shocked if you asked him that you wanted to record yourself fucking

He would make little comments when it comes to you recording it. Making you verbally say how good he’s making you feel or how much more you wouldn’t.

“ Don’t you feel embarrassed saying all of this now?”

He’ll tease but he’s enjoying the camera on him just as much as you

He will be replaying it once in awhile or ask to see it from your phone

Kihyun

He would triple check with you that you were comfortable doing this on camera, but it’s really because he’s a bit nervous

After reassuring him, he would be down for it and would try to put on a show for the camera

Kihyun would be talk so much the whole time, but not an unappealing way. He does it just to add a little ✨spice✨

“ Wish you could see how well your taking me right now”

Would love watching it all back with you and lowkey be embarrassed with himself cause wow he did that

Hyungwon

Hyungwon would probably be the one that has a chance of saying no, but maybe after some thought he would agree to it

Could see him doing those ‘p.o.v’ type of sex tape. Whether you hold the camera or he does, it’s all in pov

Would get extremely turned on when watching you both through the phone if he is recording it. He discovered that it gets him hot and bothered

After watching it back when you two finished, it might be more opened to doing it more often

“I guess your right. Recording ourselves was really hot”

Jooheon

Honey is in between wanting to do it but then second guessing himself about it.

Would overthink if he looks good on the camera or about how he sounds, so maybe the first time take the reins and have him relax

Once he gets more comfortable, he’ll dirty talk some here and there, does things to specifically make you moan and things of the sort

“It feels really good like this doesn’t it ?”

He actually would be really happy looking back at what you both recorded.

Changkyun (I.M)

The moment you bring it up, he would say yes. Y’all been together for awhile and he loves you so he’s willing to try everything with you

Changkyun is the type that would have the camera angled somewhere and then makes you look at the camera while he’s pleasuring you

“Let the camera see how good your feeling right now”

Would deliberate do stuff to make you loud and whenever you make him feel good, his deep groans or grunts could send anyone to the moon

He’ll be a cheeky bastard afterwards so just pluck his forehead or something and then he’ll go back to the cute Kyunnie

[omaluv]

𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬. — 𝐢𝐜𝐤

PAIRING. — im changkyun x gender neutral!reader

GENRE. — fluff

WARNINGS. — none

WORD COUNT. — 1.04k

changkyun asks you to go on a drive with him at 2 am and you agree.

AUTHOR'S NOTE. — this was originally going to be just a short imagine, but then it turned into this :') hope you enjoy it and don't hesitate to give some feedback <3

out of nowhere, you hear a buzzing sound coming from beside you, interrupting your sleep. who could possibly be messaging me at this hour? groaning, you reach your hand across your bed to grab your phone on the side table. your phone screen momentarily blinds you as it displays two notifications from changkyun.

kyun <3

you up?

let’s go for a drive

just as you read his texts, you hear someone knock on your door. you contemplate just ignoring whoever was in front of your house but ended up begrudgingly putting on your fluffy slippers to head downstairs, wearing nothing but an oversized shirt and some shorts.

you open your front door only to be met with a tired-looking changkyun. somehow, he still manages to send a lazy smirk your way despite the telling signs of his exhaustion.

“let’s go?”

you open and close your mouth in disbelief. your barely awakened brain still unable to process the fact that he was right here, in front of you, at this very moment.

“w-what are you doing here? kyun, it’s 2 am,” you tell him, squinting your eyes slightly at the soft glow of the streetlights on the street behind him. he can’t help the small smile that forms on his face seeing the sleepy look on your face. how adorable.

“yeah, sorry about that. did i wake you?” he says, rubbing the nape of his neck, as he poorly attempts to appear even half sympathetic. the teasing glint in his eye definitely didn’t go unnoticed.

“ugh, shut up.” you lightly hit him on his chest, causing him to erupt in a fit of laughter. “you knew exactly what you were doing when you sent that message.”

he looks up in false thoughtfulness before cracking into another one of his award-winning smiles. “i did, didn’t i?”

the wind blows in the opposite direction causing your hair to whiz past you. changkyun takes a second to glance at you, and seeing your messy head of hair, he reaches out to you and pats your hair down a bit. his breath hitches when you turn your head in his direction and give him a dazzling smile. at that moment, all he sees is you. just being there with you in his car with no particular destination in mind, that was enough for him.

“thank you,” he speaks up out of nowhere, which makes you give him a confused look.

“for what?” you question with big eyes and a slight pout. the innocent look on your face when you were confused always made his heart swell. what are you doing to him?

“i don’t know. for coming with me, even though it was 2 am, i guess...” he mutters lowly, suddenly embarrassed for his previous candid words. you can’t help but chuckle at his abashed state, reaching out to pinch his cheek.

“heh, you’re cute, kyun. and of course, i came. you know i can’t say no to you,” you say, causing a light blush to dust his cheeks.

changkyun notices you shivering slightly when a particularly chilly gust of wind whooshes past you. as the car stops at a red light, he takes the opportunity to slip out of the hoodie he has on, handing it to you, before taking hold of the wheel once the light turns green again. you look at the hoodie he placed on your lap and smile before putting it on. damn him for being so observant. despite his indifferent expression, there’s a hint of a smile that rests on his face.

“you should’ve worn more clothes.”

“well, it’s not my fault that a certain someone suggested we leave immediately, not giving me any time to change at all,” you huff, crossing your arms across your chest, causing him to snort.

“okay, that’s fair.”

the two of you sit on the hood of his car in the parking lot of some 24-hour convenience store, eating some cheap ice cream on a cone. changkyun complained initially, saying something about how “of all the places to ask me to take you to, you chose a convenience store.” but where else were you supposed to go at almost three in the morning?

you take note of his silence and the rather large distance between you despite sitting on a relatively small hood. his eyes remain fixated on his shoes in spite of his slowly melting ice cream, causing your brows to furrow.

“are you okay? did something happen?” you ask him worriedly. his head snaps up to look at you.

“what makes you think something happened?” he answers, frowning.

“you didn’t answer my first question, for starters, and you only go on late-night drives when there’s something on your mind.”

“how come you know me so well, hm?” he ruffles your hair despite the pointed look you give him. noticing your unrelenting stance, he gives in. “okay, i haven’t been in the best place recently, and it’s really starting to take a toll on me,” he says without making eye contact, choosing instead to look straight ahead. your eyes soften as you reach out to him.

“kyun...” he looks up and takes your hands in his, rubbing circles on the back of it.

“but now that i’m with my favorite person, nothing else matters.” he looks at you straight in the eyes and gives you the most genuine smile of the night. you take a moment to stare at his features, the smooth expanse of his skin, his striking brown eyes, his sharp nose, and his lips. oh, his lips. how soft they probably were.

“earth to y/n,” changkyun teasingly calls your attention, “my eyes are up here, love.”

“oh, sorry. my bad.”

“you know, if you wanted to kiss me, you could’ve just said so,” he shrugs.

“who said i wanted to ki—” his lips meet yours in a soft, gentle kiss. you relax in his hold as he smiles into your lips before pulling away.

“you were saying?” you glare at the smirk that forms on his face.

“screw you,” you spit back at him. a moment of silence washes over the two of you. “do it again.”

all you hear is changkyun’s laughter before his lips are crashing into yours again.

— © omaluv 2021, all rights reserved.

[armysantiny]

18:25 – 창균 (Changkyun)

P: Changkyun x gender neutral reader | G: fluff(?), timestamp | Inc: hazbin hotel-inspired, hotelier reader, radio host Changkyun, if you understand who Changkyun is in this- I love you, street food vendors | Wc: 415 | W: food, intimidation(?) | R: G

Twirling the coin between his fingers as he walked down the evening streets, Changkyun hummed to himself – a charming smile ever-plastered to his expression. A person was never fully dressed without one, after all. His burgundy Oxfords tapping against the pavement, the radio host wandered aimlessly, enjoying the breeze of the 6 o’clock air. Although, his presence had not been unnoticed by those sharing the pavement with him.

“Good even—”

“Oh my, I.M sir-! H-Here, you can have these for free, no need to pay!” Frantically handing the servings of grilled meat over, the street vendor shook in their place. It was I.M, standing there in his ever-grinning glory.

“—ing.” Taking the bag with an amused sigh, Changkyun bowed his head in thanks. “Well, I best be off. You know how it is, don’t you, shop keep?”

“Yes— yes…”

“Good. Have a nice night.”

The alleyways whispered and stared in disbelief, the fear a thick fragrance as Changkyun inhaled. Silhouettes disappeared behind doors and fences as the radio host turned his head to take a look around, too afraid to confront the possibility of meeting Changkyun’s eyes. Panicked folk left in the streets who hadn’t already fled were frozen to the floor, bowing their heads, and keeping their gaze trained on the ground – the only relief coming from the gust of air that followed after Changkyun passed by them without an ounce of care. They weren’t going to be his playthings that night.

Pushing the double doors to the hotel, Changkyun’s eyes softened at the sight of the establishment’s owner – his darling little y/n. Hard at work as always. Handing his coat to the eager bell boy and walking over to the reception desk, Changkyun leaned against the wood, rapping his knuckles against the mahogany.

“Oh – Changkyun!” Eyes lighting up as they looked away from the booking list on their screen, y/n bounced out of their seat. A faint blush on their face as Changkyun reached out and caressed their hair, the hotelier cleared their throat, hiding any flustered emotion behind a smile – just like he taught them.

“Shall I book you your usual top floor suite?”

“I’d be ever-so-grateful my darling.” He shook the bag in his hands. “I’ve come across some delectable grilled meats, you know; a red wine would pair with this wonderfully~” With a wink and a smile, Changkyun was off – taking the key to the top floor suite he frequented, twirling the key in hand.

What a day.

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[gamerwoo]

Seventeen: Welcome to Caratland (End)

Characters: Seventeen x reader (gender neutral)

Genre/warnings: horror/halloween au, choose your own adventure au, horror au, angst, murder, major character death, 

Summary: The night before Halloween, you and your 13 friends decide to go explore the infamous abandoned amusement park: Caratland, where it’s rumored that rides start on their own, empty mascot suits are seen walking around, and people don’t return the same as when they left. Can you and your friends survive the night in Caratland?

a/n: realizing halloween is coming up, i’ve decided to FINALLY finish the au i did last halloween. for those who kept up with it: i’m sorry for discontinuing it. there was hardly any interaction with it so i just lost interest and motivation. and the lack of interaction is why i decided to just put all the choices in this part so you can see all the endings and whatnot. i’m sorry it took so long to wrap things up and there will probably be mistakes so i’m sorry about that, but i hope you all still enjoy it. ALSO LMK WHICH PATH/ENDING YOU GET FIRST TIME AROUND!!!

Tag list: @sadienita @xummie @mingoats @xxbluestrifexx @kwanseo @junhaoshua @allegxdly​ 

Previous | Caratland Masterlist

[NOTE: there will probably be mix-ups with paths and endings because i literally just did all of this in 3 days and posted without anyone proof reading it. i will go through everything later to fix and edit things, so please be patient with me!!!]

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16 -- A

“It’s probably best to go back to the breach, right?” you decided. “We know it’s there so it’s the best way to get back.”

“_____ has a point,” Wonwoo shrugged.

“Alright, everyone head back to the hole -- and don’t get split up,” Seungcheol stated before deciding to take the lead.

“Okay, but if I see one of those glorified Chuck E. Cheese mascots coming toward us, I’m leaving all of you behind,” Seungkwan muttered as he followed with the group.

All of you were glancing around trying to keep an eye out for the animatronics, while also trying to quickly and quietly make your way back to the way you’d gotten into the park. You kept mentally kicking yourself for convincing your friends to come here. If it wasn’t for you, you wouldn’t be in this mess in the first place. You were just lucky everyone was still here...

The gates were starting to come into view, and you felt relief begin to course through you. Your legs were starting to move faster on their own, just wanting to get out of this living nightmare.

Seungcheol shooting his arms out to stop the group was what had you skid to a stop. He whispered loudly for everyone to get down behind the nearby shrubs and two trash bins. The fourteen of you poked your heads around to see what had gotten him to act like this, and your heart sank at what you saw

Serenity was blocking the hole in the fence.

“Fuck,” Jeonghan hissed.

“We’re gonna die here...” Seokmin whispered, but Wonwoo was quick to comfort him.

“What’s the plan now?” Hansol wondered.

“I know it’ll risk us going to jail or something,” Jihoon began, “but I think it’s time we just cave and call someone.”

“No, I’m not going back there!” Seungkwan whispered intensely.

Your eyebrows furrowed as your turned to look at him, “Excuse me?”

“I’d rather get arrested than get murdered,” Mingyu insisted. “At least we know we’ll be safe and alive in jail.”

You made a face, “Will we, though?”

“Listen,” Hansol interrupted as he pulled out his phone, “I’ll just call my parents -- they’re really chill. And worse case scenario, they just lecture us.”

But as he went to make the call, all his phone did was beep at him like the line was busy. He took the phone away from his ear and looked down, furrowing his eyebrows.

“We had service all night, right?” he asked.

“Yeah...?” Joshua replied.

“Well now I don’t for some reason,” he said, turning his phone screen to show his friends.

Mingyu’s eyes widened, “You’re kidding.”

Then everyone, including you, were taking out their phones and checking for service. Just like Hansol, you had no bars.

Unfortunately, everyone else was in the same boat.

Now, Seokmin was on the verge of tears, “We’re going to die here!”

“Don’t get hysterical yet,” Minghao told him. “There’s gotta be a way out of this. Even if we have to wait around until morning, we can probably out-run these hunks of metal.”

“Y’know, I heard a friend of a friend snuck in here once,” Soonyoung began. “Some dude Changkyun knows. He said there’s apparently some sort of underground exit under the food court.”

“At this point, we’ll have to try anything,” Wonwoo sighed.

“So back to the food court?” Seungcheol practically whined.

You took a deep breath, “Unfortunately, yeah.”

[GO TO: 17 -- A]

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16 -- B

“Does anyone even remember where the hole in the fence is?” you asked.

Everyone either gave you blank stares or shook their heads. You let out a sigh.

“Alternate way it is,” Minghao shrugged.

“Let’s just hang here until someone thinks of something,” Seungcheol suggested. “We’re all here, and I think those things are still hanging around wherever we were before. It’ll take a while before we see them again.”

So the fourteen of you hung out at the merry-go-round. Most of you leaned up against the horses or found yourselves sitting down on them. A few of you sat on the two steps of the platform. Chan and Wonwoo were sitting in one of the carriages that most families or parents sat in. All of you were scrolling on your phones or looking at someone else’s phone, trying to research anything about Caratland that might help you find a way out. Maybe a map or a blueprint or something might come up. 

Suddenly, the ride jerked. You almost fell over onto Junhui as the ride began turning slowly, the music trying to play but the wiring was too old and worn that it just sounded demonic at best.

“Ha ha, very funny,” Jihoon scoffed. “Who turned on the ride?”

The question was overlooked by Mingyu’s shriek. Every head who was on his side of the merry-go-round whipped over to see Bongbong sitting on a horse only a few rows away from the tall boy. But another scream from Seungkwan was what brought attention to the answer to Jihoon’s question.

Eight was standing at the controls of the ride, his never-changing smile on his face as he slowly waved.

“Run!” Joshua called, leaping off of the horse he was sitting sideways on.

“Run where?” Seokmin called as he scrambled to get off the ride and jump the short fence.

“Food court!” Soonyoung shouted as he pumped his legs as fast as they would go. “It’s a long shot...but I have an idea!”

“I’d rather know the idea first!” Jeonghan called after him as the group ran together away from the merry-go-round.

“One of Changkyun’s friends apparently broke in before!” he tried to explain between breaths. “He said there’s an underground exit there! Who knows if it’s legit, but...”

But it was the only plan they had.

[GO TO: 17 -- A]

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17 -- A

All of you had to squeeze through the tiny basement windows to get back in after finding the doors to be locked once again.

“How’d those fuckers get out in the first place?” Jeonghan huffed as he landed on the concrete floor of the basement. “The doors have been locked this entire time.”

“We’re being chased by animatronics that haven’t been functioning for years, and they’re out to kill us for some reason, and that’s what you’re going to question?” Soonyoung pointed out.

“Can we focus, please?” Seungcheol whined. “The sooner we find this secret eit, the sooner we’re free.”

“Everyone start searching,” Hansol said, waiving for everyone to scour the basement.

All of you searched every inch you could. The floor, the walls, shelves, behind old cupboards and props -- but there was nothing.

“What if it’s not here?” Chan suggested.

“Yeah? And where else would an underground exit be other than in the basement?” Jeonghan shot back.

The youngest frowned and rolled his eyes, “Soonyoung just said it was underground, he didn’t say under what part of the food court.”

“I mean...Jeonghan has a point,” Seokmin admitted hesitantly. “The basement is underground.”

[TO GO UPSTAIRS TO THE FOOD COURT GO TO: 18 -- A]

[TO CONTINUE SEARCHING THE BASEMENT GO TO: 18 -- B]

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18 -- A

“It can’t hurt to check somewhere else,” you spoke up, moving to stand beside Chan. “We’re looked everywhere down here. What if it’s not in the basement? There could be some secret tunnel under a different location and we’re just going to be here wasting our time.”

“I mean...yeah, that makes sense,” Jihoon decided with a shrug. “Alright, we’ll try back upstairs.”

“I don’t wanna go back up there...” Seokmin whined, clinging to the nearest person -- it happened to be Junhui.

“We’re all going,” you reassured him with a soft smile. “Let’s go. Nothing’s going to happen.”

You led the way up the stairs this time, but you found yourself going slow. You strained your ears for any noise on the other side of the basement door but the food court seemed to be quiet. Maybe the animatronics couldn’t get back in since the doors were locked.

You pushed the door open cautiously, poking your head out to glance around. It seemed empty, so you opened the door wider and let everyone else out.

“Is that e--”

SLAM!

All of you jumped back and turned around hearing the basement door slam shut behind the last person out. 

“Fuck this, I want out,” Mingyu stated, shaking his head as he began to quickly walk away from the door.

“Hold up,” Wonwoo reached out and grabbed Mingyu’s wrist to keep him with the group. “We should stick together.”

“It probably just closed from the weight of the door anyway,” Minghao figured before going to pull on the door handle.

It didn’t budge.

“Move out of the way, toothpick,” Seungcheol smoothly pushed Minghao out of the way before trying the door himself.

Still nothing.

“D-did it...lock?” Chan asked slowly.

“Haha, would you look at that?” Seungkwan said, checking his wrist that very clearly didn’t have a watch on it. “I actually have to get the fuck out of here. Bye!”

“Maaaaybe,” Hansol grabbed him by the elbow and dragged him back, “don’t do that.”

“Yeah, nobody goes running off, got it?” Jihoon checked, shining his light at everyone to make sure they agreed to the new rule. “Shit’s too weird to be splitting up.”

“I think our best bet would be to hide in the security room until morning,” you spoke up. “It’s probably the safest place in here.”

“_____’s right,” Wonwoo nodded. “Let’s go -- and stick together.”

As a group, all of you made your way to the security room, with you, Jihoon, and Soonyoung leading the way. All of you had your lights, shining them around to make sure the entire area was safe until you made it to the security room and barricaded the door closed.

“Jesus Christ, I hated that,” Mingyu panted as if he had been holding his breath the entire time you were walking.

“I think I almost shit myself,” Soonyoung admitted.

“Imagine your last words being ‘I think I almost shit myself’,” Junhui snorted.

“Hang on, shut the fuck up,” Seungcheol snapped, holding a hand up as he quickly scanned the group in the room. He was trying to count heads while all of you were talking, and as he quickly recounted, his blood turned to ice. “Why are we one short?”

“One short?” Jeonghan asked.

“Someone’s missing,” he said urgently.

“Alright, let’s run attendance real quick,” Jihoon decided, trying to stay level-headed. He pulled out his phone and went to the group chat. “Obviously I’m here. Soonyoung?”

“Here.”

“Seungcheol?”

“Here.”

“Mingyu?”

“Unfortunately here.”

“Hansol?”

“Yup.”

“_____?”

“Here.”

“Joshua?”

Silence.

Jihoon looked up from his phone, repeating, “Josh?”

You and your friends looked around, trying to find Joshua’s face in the crowded room. But nobody spoke up, and the silence following Joshua’s name became deafening.

“Oh fuck...” you breathed, trying to not completely lose your shit. “Did we really lose Josh?”

“We have to go back for him,” Jeonghan insisted.

“What? No!” Seungkwan shouted. “That’s suicide!”

Then everyone was bickering. While everyone of course wanted to hope Joshua was safe, half of the group felt that going back out to look for him would mean all of them would get killed. The other half, on the other hand, were willing to risk their lives to go on a rescue mission.

[TO GO OUT LOOKING FOR JOSHUA GO TO: 19 -- A]

[TO STAY IN THE SECURITY ROOM GO TO: 19 -- B]

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18 -- B

“I mean...how would it be under anywhere else?” you asked slowly with a shrug. “No offense, Chan. But like, this is kind of the only basement in the place.”

“See?” Jeonghan sneered.

Chan just frowned and rolled his eyes.

“There’s gotta be something we missed,” Soonyoung said, trying to stay calm. “Let’s just sweep the place over again.”

But after more looking, you still came up with nothing.

“At this point, I’m about to just dig through the boxes of old animatronic parts and just hope there’s a portal at the bottom or something,” Joshua sighed, slumped against a wall with Jeonghan beside him.

“Good luck,” Jeonghan scoffed. “I already tried picking one up to move them away from the wall but they’re super fucking heavy. It’s literally impossible.”

You turned your head to look at the large stack of boxes. There were piles of various sizes, but the ones at the back pressed up against the wall went up the highest. It was a long shot, but behind the boxes was the only place nobody checked because it couldn’t be reached. But with everyone giving up hope, it didn’t hurt to try, right?

“Hey, Gyu,” you spoke up before pointing to the boxes. “Think you can move those?”

Mingyu shrugged, “Yeah, probably.”

He walked over to the wall and began lifting boxes one-by-one. He grunted as he picked them up and moved them away until he called everyone over.

“There’s metal behind here!” he called over his shoulder.

“Ooh, is it the door?” Soonyoung asked excitedly, pushing himself off the floor.

“Told you it was better to look down here,” Jeonghan said once more.

Jihoon groaned, “Can you let it go? Leave Chan alone already.”

Seungcheol started assisting in the box-moving until the metal door was accessible. Seungcheol tried to push it open, but it didn’t budge. He tried harder, but still nothing.

“Can I try?” Mingyu asked.

Seungcheol stepped out of the way, gesturing for the tallest to give it a shot.

Mingyu threw his shoulder into the door a few times before it finally swung open, leading to a narrow corridor that looked like it would bring you straight to Hell.

“Okay,” Soonyoung breathed out, “let’s see if this is the way to freedom.”

[GO TO 20 -- A]

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19 -- A

“Why is this an argument?!” you shouted over the bickering. “Our friend could be dead! I don’t care if nobody comes with me, but I’m going to find Josh.”

“I’ll go,” Jeonghan stated.

“Me too,” Hansol volunteered with a slight raise of his hand.

“Plus, I highly doubt an animatronic got him,” Minghao scoffed as he went to join your group as you went to open the door.

“Well...good luck with that,” Seungkwan nodded.

In the end, it was you leading the way, with Jeonghan, Hansol, Minghao, Seokmin, and Seungcheol tagging along -- the latter two clinging to each other as you opened the door and went down the short hallway to the door that read EMPLOYEES ONLY on the other side.

“Why would he split off from the group?” Jeonghan wondered. “If he were trying to prank you guys, he would’ve had me in on it.”

“Maybe he just--”

Your sentence was cut off by a scream -- your own scream. Your eyes saw the scene before you: Joshua’s body laying just in front of the EMPLOYEES ONLY door, a bloodied mess. All you could do was scream.

Standing over him, covered in what you could only assume was your friend’s blood, was Bongbong.

“_____, run!” Minghao shouted, grabbing your arm and yanking you away from the door.

He quickly reached for the door and slammed it closed as you and the others ran back down the short hall. Jihoon had poked his head out the door to see what the noise was, and you crashed right into him, hyperventilating as tears welled in your eyes.

God, that image was going to be burned into your brain forever.

“What happened?” he asked.

“J-J-Josh!” you sobbed.

“Those things are in here,” Minghao panted, closing the door to the security room and pressing his back. “Th-they got Josh.”

“You’re fucking with us,” Seungkwan said quietly and very unsurely.

“Would Minghao fuck with you?!” Jeonghan cried. “If you don’t believe us, why don’t you go out there and check for yourself, Kwan? Go get yourself traumatized!”

“Okay, don’t scream at him, it won’t help anything,” Wonwoo spoke up, trying to somehow keep the group put together.

“Let’s just focus on finding a way out,” Seungcheol decided in a shaky voice. 

“U-um...guys?” Mingyu spoke up, staring into the monitors.

Everyone gathered over to see what he was looking at.

Each room had a camera and a monitor to go with it. In each room, stood an animatronic. Each camera had an animatronic staring into it, as if they all were staring at the group.

They knew where you were.

“We have to get out of here,” Seomin panted, beginning to hyperventilate. “They’re going to come in here and kill us!”

“I get it’s scary, but we have to stay calm and--”

“Hey!”

Everyone turned their heads a the sudden exclamation. Chan was standing beside a square metal door in the floor with some dusty boxes and wires he’d moved to find it. He smirked, gesturing to the door.

“While you guys were shitting your pants, I found the underground exit,” he stated.

“Well fuck, kid,” Jihoon whistled under his breath.

“Let’s get the hell outta here,” Soonyoung said as he threw the trapdoor opened and descended the ladder that led to a narrow corridor.

Chan gave Jeonghan a pointed look, “And you thought I was stupid.”

Jeonghan just rolled his eyes, “Whatever.”

[GO TO 20 -- A]

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19 -- B

You felt like a shitty person for not wanting to risk your life for Joshua. You felt extremely guilty that you didn’t want to go out and look for your friend, but truthfully, you were afraid to die -- and that’s why half your friends didn’t want to go looking for him. Not everyone was brave enough to be a hero, and while you always told yourself you would be when putting yourself into the shoes of horror movie characters, it just wasn’t the truth.

But in the midst of the argument of whether or not to go out to search for Josh -- the argument that you stayed silent for -- Mingyu spoke up in a shaky voice, “U-uh...g-guys?”

Everyone turned toward him to see he was staring into the monitors. You all gathered over to see what he was looking at.

Each room had a camera and a monitor to go with it. However, the monitors had gone fuzzy so you couldn’t see anything in any of the rooms.

Wonwoo’s eyebrows furrowed, “Why are the cameras suddenly down?”

You wished they stayed that way after seeing what was displayed next. In each room, stood an animatronic. Each camera had an animatronic staring into it, as if they all were staring at the group.

They knew where you were.

Unfortunately, that wasn’t the most disturbing thing.

You could see on one of the monitors, Bongbong was standing in front of the camera holding a familiar body. Joshua was being held up by his neck, and blood was coming out of his mouth, nose, eyes, and even his ears. 

You weren’t the only one to let out a scream and flinch away from the camera, hiding your face as you started panicking and crying.

“We have to get out of here,” Seomin panted, beginning to hyperventilate. “They’re going to come in here and kill us!”

“We have to find the fucking exit!” Seungcheol said in a panic. “Everyone go--”

“Hey!”

Everyone turned their heads a the sudden exclamation. Chan was standing beside a square metal door in the floor with some dusty boxes and wires he’d moved to find it. He was just staring at you like he hadn’t just witnessed what all of you did -- and maybe he didn’t because he was too busy searching.

“Way ahead of you,” he stated.

“Thank god,” Jihoon said under his breath.

“Let’s get the hell outta here,” Soonyoung said as he threw the trapdoor opened and descended the ladder that led to a narrow corridor.

Chan gave Jeonghan a pointed look, “And you thought I was stupid.”

Jeonghan just glared at him, “I’m not in the fucking mood.”

And then he went down the ladder.

[GO TO 20 -- A]

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20 -- A

Other than only being wide enough for one person to walk through at a time, it was also very dimly-lit. It definitely looked like something straight out of a horror movie that would 100% lead to the characters’ imminent death.

Needless to say your heart was pounding in your ears.

There was another metal door, but this one was far easier to open. The squeak of it echoed down the corridor as the thirteen of you filed into the room. It seemed to be where they kept the spare mascot suits that actual employees would wear. There were a few of the bodies of the suits hanging up, with heads scattered in corners and on shelves, along with gloves and feet strewn about.

“I hate this,” Jun stated, looking around the room. 

“I know these things are empty, but looking into their empty eyes is somehow worse,” Jihoon mumbled, staring at an Eight head.

At the opposite end of the tiny room in the right corner was another metal door. You were starting to wonder how many more metal doors you’d have to encounter in this place.

To the left of the room, there was a tiny wooden door that seemed like it would lead to a crawlspace. You assumed there was just more storage back there, but nobody cared enough to look back there, anyway. The focus was to get out of this place and get to safety.

“C’mon,” you nodded your head toward the other metal door that you assumed would lead to the exit, “let’s keep going.”

As Seungcheol went for the door, you and your friends heard banging. You all paused, Seungcheol’s hand on the handle. You listened for the banging again, and then looked to where it seemed to be coming from.

“Guys?” Joshua’s voice called from behind the small wooden door. “Guys?! Oh my god, guys! C-can you hear me? Hello?! Help me!”

“Josh?” Jeonghan took a step toward the door.

[TO HELP JOSHUA GO TO 21 -- A]

[TO CONTINUE TO THE EXIT GO TO 21 -- B]

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21 -- A

“Joshua!” you cried as you ran to the small door.

You knew what your eyes saw, but was it possible none of it was real? How else would you be hearing Joshua’s voice? He must’ve been alive somehow. Anything seemed possible at this point.

You got down on your knees, opened the small door, and crawled your way through. You stood up as your friends tried to get in behind you, but what you saw made your heart fall into your stomach as your hands went to cover your mouth, muffling the loud sob that came out.

Joshua’s body was slumped against the left wall, looking just as you had remembered.

He was still dead.

Your friends had similar reactions to you. Seokmin even threw up. 

Seungcheol shook his head slowly, eyes full of tears while some streaked his cheeks, “We... W-we have to bring his body...”

“He’s right,” Jihoon said solemnly -- his body seemed to be shutting down now, almost uncapable of processing his emotions. “We need evidence of what happened tonight. Nobody will believe us otherwise.”

“I-I hate to say it, b-but...it’ll s-slow us down, though,” Wonwoo interjected through his sniffles. “What if we don’t make it out?”

[TO TAKE JOSHUA’S BODY WITH YOU GO TO 22 -- A]

[TO LEAVE WITHOUT JOSHUA’S BODY GO TO 22 -- B]

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21 -- B

You quickly reached out and grabbed Jeonghan to keep him from going any closer to that door. He turned to look at you, a pained expression on his face.

“Jeonghan, that’s not Joshua,” you told him. “You saw what happened to him. Whatever it is, it’s not him.”

“I think _____’s right,” Wonwoo nodded. “We need to keep going.”

You kept your hold on Jeonghan as all of your began filing out of the mascot room into another narrow corridor like the other one. This one, though, had a sharp right turn before leading down a while to another steel door.

But this door didn’t budge.

Soonyoung was at the head of the group, and he groaned in frustration as he tugged at the handle over and over again, “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me; what’s with these doors?!”

You started to hear a thumping. It slowly got louder and louder...

...Or maybe it was closer and closer.

Junhui walked down the way you’d come and poked his head around the corner, his eyes widening at what he saw. He whipped his head back around and booked it straight back to where your group was trying to open the door, calling, “You might wanna hurry up on that door!”

Coming down the hall were all four animatronics, their eyes lit up as they stomped closer and closer.

“It’s not doing anything!” Soonyoung huffed, trying with all his might to open the door. “Mingyu, get up here!”

Mingyu squeezed between bodies to get to the door, trying to open it as the group just shouted for him to be faster.

“We might have to just...face these things,” Chan said. “Once and for all.”

“Yeah? How?” Wonwoo scoffed. “They’ll crush us in seconds.”

“There’s fou-- thirteen of us, and four of them. We might have a shot.”

“Well hurry up and decide so we can at least put the strongest up against them first,” Junhui called.

[TO FACE THE ANIMATRONICS WHILE MINGYU KEEPS WORKING AT THE DOOR GO TO 23 -- A]

[TO FACE THE ANIMATRONICS TOGETHER GO TO 23 -- B]

[TO KEEP TRYING THE DOOR GO TO 23 -- C]

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22 -- A

“We can’t just leave him here,” you stated. “Not only for the evidence, but because he doesn’t deserve to rot away here. His family doesn’t deserve to wonder what happened to him.”

“I’ll grab him,” Seungcheol offered, swallowing his fears and stepping forward to scoop up his friend. “Let’s get him home.”

Chan was the last into the tiny room, so he turned to go. But the wooden door was suddenly closed and wouldn’t open back up.

“What the hell?!” he grunted as he continued to try the door.

“Why’d you let it close, dumbass?!” Jeonghan demanded.

“I didn’t!” Chan shouted back. “It was just open!”

“Ugh, leave it to the fucking baby to--”

“G-guys?” Seokmin asked.

“Can you get off my fucking case?!” Chan huffed as he stood up and went to stand toe-to-toe with Jeonghan. “You’re always such a fucking asshole to me! Why can’t you--”

“Guys?” Seokmin tried again, looking between the left and right walls.

“Are you two really going to argue right now?” Jihoon groaned. “We’re literally--”

“Guys!” Seokmin finally shouted over everyone. “The walls!”

“What about the--”

Jihoon’s question died down as soon as all of you began looking at the walls. They were moving in toward each other, which would crush all of you between them.

Everyone was suddenly in a panic. Everyone was throwing themselves at the door, trying to tug it open before the walls could do anything. Some of you -- such as you and Wonwoo -- decided to spread out so you had more room. But some -- like Jeonghan and Chan, who grouped up by the door with a few others -- created a big human-lump that would be crushed faster. You heard their cries and pleas before they were crushed to death with a sound you couldn’t get out of your ears.

It was only a moment later you met the same fate.

[GO TO ENDING B]

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22 -- B

"Nobody wants to be the asshole that says it’s better to leave him behind, but...” you trailed off.

Wonwoo was right. Joshua would more than likely slow you down. Besides, you knew Josh would want all of you to have the best chance of getting out alive as possible.

“Th-then you go ahead,” Seokmin spoke up, almost like he was afraid to.

“What?” Jihoon asked.

“I...” Seokmin looked at Joshua as more tears welled in his eyes. “It makes me sad to think he’d just be down here alone. I don’t care if he’s...gone. He can’t just stay down here.”

“I’m not leaving my best friend down here,” Jeonghan agreed.

“Seokmin, he’s--”

“Look, just go,” Hansol interrupted whatever Jihoon was going to say. “I’ll help them with the body. You guys just go on ahead.”

Minus the three who wanted to collect Joshua’s body, the group turned and left the small room and went back to the mascot room. Soonyoung tugged on the metal door and led the way down another corridor that looked exactly the same as the one that had led into the mascot room. This one, though, had a sharp right turn before leading down a while to another steel door.

But as you were walking down the hallway, you heard the yells and screams of your three friends. All of you turned on a dime and ran back toward the mascot room but the metal door was already closed and wouldn’t re-open for some reason. All of you were yelling and trying to open the door until you heard a sickening crunch, and then silence.

You all fell silent. You didn’t know what to do now.

“We--” Jihoon’s voice cracked so he cleared his throat. “We should just...keep going...”

Following behind Jihoon, you all turned one by one and went back down the hallway. You turned the corner and walked down that long hallway toward another metal door.

But this door didn’t budge.

Jihoon groaned in frustration as he tugged at the handle over and over again, “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me; what’s with these doors?!”

You started to hear a thumping. It slowly got louder and louder...

...Or maybe it was closer and closer.

Junhui walked down the way you’d come and poked his head around the corner, his eyes widening at what he saw. He whipped his head back around and booked it straight back to where your group was trying to open the door, calling, “You might wanna hurry up on that door!”

Coming down the hall were all four animatronics, their eyes lit up as they stomped closer and closer.

“It’s not doing anything!” Soonyoung huffed, trying with all his might to open the door. “Mingyu, get up here!”

Mingyu squeezed between bodies to get to the door, trying to open it as the group just shouted for him to be faster.

“We might have to just...face these things,” Chan said. “Once and for all.”

“Yeah? How?” Wonwoo scoffed. “They’ll crush us in seconds.”

“There’s fou-- nine of us, and four of them. We might have a shot.”

“Well hurry up and decide so we can at least put the strongest up against them first,” Junhui called.

[TO FACE THE ANIMATRONICS WHILE MINGYU KEEPS WORKING AT THE DOOR GO TO 23 -- A]

[TO FACE THE ANIMATRONICS TOGETHER GO TO 23 -- B]

[TO KEEP TRYING THE DOOR GO TO 23 -- C]

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23 -- A

“Mingyu, keep trying the door!” you called to him. “We’ll try to hold them back.”

“We?!” Seungkwan repeated.

Mingyu continued to try to pull the door open as the animatronics slowly turned the corner and began walking toward the nine of you. You weren’t sure how to prepare yourself for this at all, but you knew you couldn’t just turn your back and die.

But you should’ve known what would happen. Four giant machines up against eight fleshy humans who were nowhere near as strong. Sure, all of you were faster than them, but how could you dodge or run in such a narrow hallway? You were doomed from the start.

Well, not you specifically.

Seungcheol had shoved you to the back toward Mingyu, promising to keep you safe. So your friends all died in front of you, and all you could do was stand there and watch in horror.

That’s when Bongbong closed in on you.

“I got the--!”

Mingyu’s exclamation of finally getting the door open was cut off by Bongbong’s arm swinging out and clotheslining him into the wall and cutting off his oxygen. 

The attack that was meant for you, but you had ducked underneath.

The light flooded into the corridor, and just like that, the animatronics just shut down. The light turned off in their eyes, and they were frozen with their hands reaching out for you.

Except Bongbong’s arm that was now frozen in place, keeping Mingyu strangled against the wall. 

You could hear Mingyu gasping for air as you slowly opened your eyes that you’d squeezed shut when you ducked. You looked up and saw the animatronics were lifeless now, and then you shot up and turned to try to help Mingyu. You pulled and pulled on Bongbong’s arm while you had to watch Mingyu slowly die. It was like watching a movie in slow motion, the way his body went limp and the life drained from his eyes. Still, you stood there and sobbed and told him you’d free him as you continued to pull uselessly at the animatronic.

When it finally set in that you didn’t stand a chance, you ran out the back parking lot where the door opened to. You ran out of the park and to your car -- which was still parked near the other 3 that belonged to your friends that were no longer with you -- and drove off toward home with tears still streaming down your face.

The clock on your car radio said 6:08am.

[GO TO ENDING A]

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23 -- B

“The door’s useless!” you cried. “We’re not going to just turn our backs and die. That’s not how I wanna go out.”

Nobody had any faith, but they knew you were right. Laying down and dying after all of this wasn’t worth it. If you died, at least you would die fighting.

But you should’ve known what would happen. Four giant machines up against nine fleshy humans who were nowhere near as strong. Sure, all of you were faster than them, but how could you dodge or run in such a narrow hallway? You were doomed from the start.

Seungcheol had shoved you to the back toward the door that wouldn’t open, promising to keep you safe. So your friends all died in front of you, and all you could do was stand there and watch in horror.

That’s when Bongbong closed in on you.

[GO TO ENDING B]

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23 -- C

“The door will work!” you swore “Like the basement, remember? Just keep trying!”

Sure, this was different in the way that you had to pull and not push, but it had to give eventually, right?

You continued to face the animatronics that were now starting to close in on all of you. Seungcheol tried to squeeze in besided Mingyu, grabbing the handle and pulling with him. Jihoon crawled between Mingyu’s legs and stood in between the taller boy’s arms, both of his hands wrapped around the handle and tugging with everything he had.

You moved to put yourself in front of your friends. You got all of them into this mess, so you deserved to be the first to die.

As Bongbong closed in on you, you closed your eyes.

“_____--!”

The darkness you saw behind your eyelids suddenly seemed brighter, and you felt a gust of wind from behind you.

There was a couple seconds of silence.

“Holy shit,” Minghao breathed.

You opened one eye just enough to see Bongbong’s face just inches from yours. But...why were the lights in its eyes off?

You opened your eye wider. Then the other one. Its arm was only a hair away from you, but it made no move to actually touch you. There was also light flooding into the corridor from behind you. You whipped your head around to see the door was open, and you looked back at four animatronics. Were they off now?

“Oh my god,” you sighed in a shaky voice, taking a step backward toward the door.

“Let’s get the fuck out of here,” Wonwoo said as he grabbed your hand and all but dragged you out the door.

The door opened to the back of the parking lot. All of you ran as fast as you could toward your cars, only stopping at the hood of the closest one to catch your breath. Seungcheol pulled out his phone.

“It’s 6am,” he reported.

“Maybe that’s why the door didn’t open,” Wonwoo panted, hands on his knees.

“I don’t care to speculate,” Jihoon said as he went to get into one of the four cars. “Take me the fuck home.”

[GO TO ENDING C]

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ENDING A 

You weren’t sure what to do about the texts from the group chat when you got home. You swore everyone was dead. You watched them die in front of you.

Soonyoung said he was tripping balls the whole night.

Jeonghan agreed, saying he was sure there was something in the air making them hallucinate.

Even Jihoon was saying something weird had happened that night, because he thought he saw everyone die.

So...maybe they were right?

But when you inevitably went to school Halloween day, something didn’t seem right. Maybe it was because you hadn’t slept all night and you were drained in every sense, or maybe it was because you were convinced all of your friends had died right before your very eyes, but everything felt...off. At least, your friends did. It was their smiles and their voices and their hugs and laughs and promises that everything was fine, but something about it seemed alien to you. 

Maybe it was from how emotionally and mentally drained you were, and the fact you didn’t get any sleep, but you swore there was an odd glow to their eyes that wasn’t just the glimmer of the florescents.

And why did Junhui wink at you?

[YOU AND ALL YOUR FRIENDS ESCAPED FROM CARATLAND...OR DID THEY?]

»»————-　　————-««

ENDING B

Get dressed.

Brush your teeth.

Brush your hair.

Go downstairs and converse with your parents.

Drive to school.

Say hello to your friends.

Laugh at what Soonyoung said.

Promise to walk to class with Seokmin and Seungcheol after you go to the bathroom.

Go into the bathroom.

Use the mirror to fix your outfit.

Use your fingers to brush through your hair one more time.

A light reflects off the mirror.

You are the only one in the bathroom.

[NONE OF YOU ESCAPED FROM CARATLAND BUT SOMETHING ELSE DID]

»»————-　　————-««

ENDING C

(NOTE: i know some people might’ve only had josh die while other had more people die. so this part will mention multiple people who didn’t make it home but i will only mention josh by name. sorry if it seems kind of confusing)

You didn’t even want to go back home after everything that happened. But you needed to shower and change, so you dropped your friends off before going home. After getting out of the shower, you checked your phone. Your heart dropped and your stomach was doing flips at what it saw.

One series of texts was from a group chat that was all of the people you were positive made it home from Caratland. All of them were wondering what the fuck was going on.

The other was the original group chat, with a text from Joshua asking if everyone made it home okay. It made a shiver go down your spine. How could he be texting? He died.

Those that had died started having a conversation about hallucinating, insisting something weird must’ve been in the air to make everyone trip and see things that didn’t actually happen. Nobody knew if it was possible. Minghao suggested that at this point, anything was possible. But still, why did all of you have the same hallucination?

The group decided it was best to ignore the message.

When Wonwoo offered to give you a ride to school, you said yes.

The two of you walked to homeroom together and saw the usual group of your friends sitting at the left side of the classroom. But seeing the friends you thought had died now just sitting there like nothing happened made your skin crawl. You wanted to turn around and walk out.

Wonwoo squeezed your hand and continued forward.

You sat and chatted with the group, and everyone seemed to be dancing around the fact that things were...weird. Maybe it was because you hadn’t slept all night and you were drained in every sense, or maybe it was because you were convinced all of your friends had died right before your very eyes, but everything felt...off. At least, your friends did. It was their smiles and their voices and their hugs and laughs and promises that everything was fine, but something about it seemed alien to you.

Maybe it was from how emotionally and mentally drained you were, and the fact you didn’t get any sleep, but you swore there was an odd glow to their eyes that wasn’t just the glimmer of the fluorescents.

And why did Joshua wink at you?

[YOU AND ALL YOUR FRIENDS ESCAPED FROM CARATLAND...OR DID THEY?]

[foenixs]

*crack knuckles* i’m in mx mood, thanks a lot fiona, can i please get a reaction where y’all in public and just chilling and then 👀 you touch them out of nowhere 👀 hmmm, let’s say in a restaurant and while you two waiting for food, he’s talking about his days and you just,,,, touch him. ☺️ i wanna see them boys gets flustered when you casually touch em in public skdhdjsms FOR ALL THE BOYS PLS *grabby hands* THANK YOU 💖 -cheating 🕺🏻

Monsta X reaction to You Touching Them in Public

note: sorry this took so long to upload^^ you even got renamed in the meantime but here ya go

includes- sub!Monsta x x dom!reader (Minhyuk's part if for a female reader, the rest is gender neutral), public play

if you like my fics please reblog them with a nice comment or tag

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Shownu

You sneak up behind him, letting your hand slip under his shirt and rest on his chest as you bend down to leave a kiss on his cheek. He jumps to the side, your cold hands surprising him, diverting his attention from the mobile game he was playing.

Letting out a laugh you turn his chin with your pointer finger, laying a deep kiss on his lips. He wants to pull away, knowing that you two could get caught at any moment, but he couldn’t. Your lips tasted like cotton candy and your breath fanned against his cheeks like a warm summer breeze.

You let one hand dance around his nipple, lightly twisting it between two fingers as your other hand glides down to his crotch. Massaging his bulge, he groans into the kiss, one hand cupping your cheek to deepen the embrace.

“Uhhh- hyung?”, Shownu jumps up in fright, his red face turning to look at Changkyun, who was standing in the doorway with a raised eyebrow.

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Wonho

Your hand lays still on his thigh under the dinner table as you stroke a conversation with Shownu. It was a simple touch of claim, but it drove him crazy beyond belief. He was twisting in his seat, sweating, his hand coming to rest on top of yours to calm himself down.

When Shownu bends his head down to eat, you throw a questioning glance over to your boyfriend. He could read the judgement in your eyes and smirk and he knew it was hopeless to fight his desire.

“I drank too much water, I’m gonna go to the toilet”, he declared, getting up from his seat.

He knew you couldn’t stand when he escaped your grasp, but his boner grew harder to hide and he’d rather take your punishment over the embarrassment of cumming in front of his friends.

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Minhyuk

imagine you're changkyun

It was a game between you two, seeing who could embarrass the other more in public. You’d pull his pants up so his bulge would get accentuated and he’d do the same to your shirt.

You were waiting for the perfect opportunity as he stood in line in front of you to order a coffee at Starbucks. Right as he steps towards the counter you squeeze the fabric of his jeans, but instead of laughing like he usually does he falls dead quiet, forgetting how to talk as the barista loudly clears her throat.

You step up next to him, ordering for the both of you, noticing the deep shade of red that his cheeks were tainted in as you give him a questioning side eye. Your gaze falls down upon his pants and you notice the growing reason for his embarrassment. His bulge was more prominent than usual, the outline of his hard cock being more than visible in his tight pants.

Quickly picking up your order you drag him out of the store, both of you having learned a valuable lesson.

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Kihyun

It was really his fault, he had been teasing you all day, from licking his lips to grazing your butt with his hand. He did everything to get you to snap and you had enough of his silly games.

Hugging him from behind while he was waiting backstage for a performance you place on hand right around his neck, choking him as you breathe into his ear. He gulps down, trying to escape your grasp as he doesn’t want anyone to notice what you were doing, but you tight grip keeps him close.

“Don’t ever tease me in public again or I will fuck you so hard you’ll pass out.”

You could feel him shivering under your grasp, the warning turning him on more than he’d like to admit. Pulling away you chuckle as he tries to readjust his pants.

Your words lingered in his head and he had to mentally slap himself to stay focused on the lyrics as he was performing with a boner in front of thousands of people.

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Hyungwon

He couldn’t stop goofing around, making everyone think he was high, as your hand rubbed him over his jeans. Though he was trying to deflect the attention from what you were doing to him, his unusually loud demeanour had the exact opposite effect.

Everyone was staring at him, making him melt into the seat further as your motions grew blunter and faster with every minute. He had to use all of his strength not to moan out your name.

Feeding him with your free hand you find a way to shut his mouth so the other members would go back to talking amongst themselves.

You lean against his shoulder, nestling your nose in his hair so the members couldn’t see you whispering in his ear.

“Why so nervous Wonnie? I’m barely getting started.”

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Jooheon

He was drowning in your attention, eating it up like it was his last meal. Every touch of you made him feel loved and gave him a sense of belonging. No matter here you were, he needed to have your hands on him, holding his hand, stroking his thigh, brushing through his hair.

If you ignored him for too long he’d take your hand and move it to his lap, showing you how much you affected him. He twists his head, throwing you a pout as you massaged his bulge just a little too slowly.

Worries about getting caught? Never. He loves it when you make him cum right in front of his members.

He’s so easy to break, so easy to control. Every little touch drives him insane and makes him crave more as he melts into you.

“Please, touch me more, I’ll behave and not make a sound, I promise.”

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Changkyun

Two people could play the game he started. He was rubbing over his neck all day, reminding you of the activities of last night. The hickeys that were barely covered by his shirt were exposed to your sight as he tucks on the fabric.

You walk up to him, placing one hand against his chest as you push him into a wall, leaning in to whisper against his lips. Your right hand moves down his body to grab his cock firmly, having him groan out and sink down into your palm.

“You love being a tease, don’t you?”

It was a rhetorical question, but he smirks anyway.

“Oh baby, you might be confident now, but you have no idea what I’ll do to you as soon as we get home. This time you won’t be able to cover up the marks that I will place so generously on your body.”

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taglist:  @euphoricsunflowers, @vanillaknj, @mingiibabieee, @sub-hoshi-enthusiast, @soya-zz, @coeurbreak, @mellowriting, @submissive-bangtan

[atiny-dazzlinglight]

Kinktober 2021 Masterlist

The following list below is gonna be my list for this years Kinktober. Due to my current work schedule and just life, I’m not following a list this year for Kinktober and will just be coming up with my own spicy prompts for this October. I plan to make this year’s Kinktober as inclusive as possible, so there will be female, male, nonbinary, gender neutral, etc., readers for everyone to enjoy. The last day is just something for me and my moots that loves my ocs just as much as me, so I’m gonna indulge and if y’all like it, then y’all do *shrugs* Also, threw in some pairings from our rp server for some ✨spicy✨

I plan to make this a masterlist and have it on both this blog and my multi blog @/sweetsweetkpop and will update it all as often as possible. You to be tagged in any works? Fill out my form here and please be 18+ for my nsfw stuff (which is all of these).

Stuff for @atiny-dazzlinglight is marked with 🌊

Stuff for @sweetsweetkpop is marked with 🍬

(^Copy pasta it from fie cause it feels more organized~^)

Day 1: Blowjob- Byeongkwan x Sehyoon 🍬

Day 2: Pegging- Switch!Jiwoo x switch!male reader 🍬

Day 3: Size Kink + Aftercare Manhandling- Bang chan x gender neutral reader🍬

Day 4: Suspension Play- Hwanwoong x Leedo🍬

Day 5: Size Training + Knotting- Dragon!Seonghwa x Hongjoong🌊

Day 6: Leash & Collar- Jaebeom x Wonwoo 🍬

Day 7: Face Fucking- Jongho x male!reader🌊

Day 8: Food Play: Ten x member🍬

Day 9: Spit Kink- Yoongi x Namjoon🍬

Day 10: Toys- San x Felix 🍬🌊

Day 11: Puppy Play- Sub!Mingyu x dom!Jeonghan🍬

Day 12: Gagging- Yunho x gender neutral reader🌊

Day 13: Femdom & Edging- Sunwoo x fem!reader🍬

Day 14: Double Penetration- Wonho x reader x Shownu🍬

Day 15: Face Sitting- Soft dom&Fem!reader x Sub!Minghao🍬

Day 16: Overstimulation- Seungwoo x Hanse x Subin🍬

Day 17: Creampie- Dare Gone Good Reader x 99liners🌊

Day 18: Exhibitionism & Orgy- Omega!Changkyun x Beta!Jungkook x Alpha!Johnny x Omega!Yoongi🍬

Day 19: Mutual masturbation- Omegas!Wooyoung x Felix 🌊🍬

Day 20: Spanking- J.Seph x gender neutral reader🍬

Day 21: Daddy Kink- Yugyeom x reader x BamBam🍬

Day 22: Squirting- Vernon x fem!reader🍬

Day 23: Cuckholding- Lou x reader x Ayno🍬

Day 24: Free use Kink: Mingi x Ateez Members🌊

Day 25: Somnophilia- Jaemin x Jeno🍬

Day 26: Scissoring- Somin x fem!reader🍬

Day 27: Bondage: Yeosang x reader🌊

Day 28: Thigh Riding- Wonho x Seungcheol 🍬

Day 29: Anal Play- Doyoung x Taeyong 🍬

Day 30: Body Worship- Wonho x Chubby!reader🍬

Day 31: Wild Card- Dean x Theo (Ocs of mines)

[bobateastay]

ykw i’ve been thirsty for some angst recently and your writing just hits so you doing this is a god send⚡️

could you do number 5 for Changkyun monsta x please?

prompt 5: "you're only happy when i'm wasted, feels like i'm falling in love when i'm falling to the bathroom floor." stella, all time low

im changkyun x gender neutral!reader

cw - angst, mentions of alcohol

word count: ~800

taglist: @formidxble @pikacuuuuuuu @lovely-ateez @xirenex

a/n: thank you so much for requesting! i really have no idea if this is any good, but i hope you like it <3

It wasn’t difficult to explain the way Changkyun made you feel. The butterflies he made you feel when you were both sober were brief, barely noticeable, but still enough to make you blush and give you that stupid smile that you had to bite your lip to hide. A few drinks in was different, the butterflies finally enough to wash away your self-consciousness, stupid smiles turning into bright grins, the sound of his voice making your heart flutter. It felt like a highschool crush, the way he made you smile with almost no effort at all.

What was difficult to explain was the way you made Changkyun feel. You could never tell if his awkwardly strung-together sober sentences were out of nerves or disinterest, or if the way his hands always found a way to hold onto you when you were tipsy was because of the alcohol or genuine affection. You’d take what you could get though.

It wasn’t really that bad, you tried to convince yourself. You were just too attached. Changkyun was just shy. You were overthinking it. Sometimes, when Changkyun was flashing you a smile or carefully guiding you out of a bar, you managed to convince yourself of all those things.

But that didn’t change the fact that you had to keep yourself from trying to text him when you were sober, some part of you knowing that the conversation would die out before you even had a chance to tell him about your day. So you weren’t exactly sure how you ended up in this situation, sitting on the curb outside of your work with no way to get home, your hands shaking as you waited for Changkyun to pick up the phone.

“Hey,” his voice finally came. You tried to swallow the relief you felt at hearing his voice.

“Hey,” you repeated his greeting back to him. “Can you- I was wondering if you could give me a ride home.”

The silence from his end of the line made your stomach twist, your eyes squeezing shut as you anticipated his reply.

“Right now?” he asked with a quiet sigh.

“Yeah,” you replied, letting your forehead rest on your palm. “I’m sorry, I just didn’t-”

“I'll come get you. Where are you anyway?” he asked. You tried to ignore the hint of annoyance in his voice, reciting the address of your work building to him. The call was silent for a while, finally interrupted by the rustling of clothes being pulled on and then his voice. “Okay, just stay put. I’ll be there soon.”

You nodded, forgetting that he couldn’t see you. Just as you opened your mouth to reply, you heard the tone of the call being brought to an end, squeezing your eyes shut once again, desperate to block out the all too familiar feeling of disappointment and embarrassment filling your chest.

By the time you saw Changkyun’s car pull up, pushing yourself off of the curb and seating yourself in the passenger seat, you could feel a lump building in your throat. The feeling was only worsened at the sight of his half-hearted smile upon seeing you. He reached across to squeeze your knee, a movement that was almost automatic, your heart clenching as you tried once again to convince yourself that you were just thinking too much.

“What happened, how did you get stuck here?” he asked, glancing over at you as he began the drive to your apartment. He tried to ignore the way your eyes were glassy with tears, your head resting against the window.

“Just a misunderstanding,” you whispered, barely audible over the sound of the car. The next time Changkyun looked over, it was your cheeks that were wet with tears, lips pressed together as you tried to keep quiet. He let out a sigh, trying not to look at you again. You were grateful for his silence. What could he say to make you feel better when his sober words were made up only of hollow affection? You looked up as you felt the car pull over and come to a stop, wiping your cheeks as you looked out the window, eyes landing on the entrance of a bar. “Changkyun-”

His hand found your knee again, thumb rubbing back and forth a little. You turned to him and found a slightly less half-hearted smile on his face.

“Come on, you’ll feel better,” he told you, leaning across to kiss your cheek before he went about finding his wallet and phone. You watched him, rubbing your eyes dry with a quiet hiccup. There they were again, the butterflies. He looked up at you, waiting for a reply. Finally, you nodded. After all, you’d take what you could get.