#chuu imagines

[heyniniy]

☆ ׂ 𓂂 chuu ( ex loona ) lockscreens

[aww-alice]

LOONA x fem!Reader - Princess of the Sun

A poem in which the sun princess Y/N has to make a decision which moon princess to marry. <3

warning: suggestive

The princess of the sun opens her eyes

She shines upon the world, she brings the sunrise

The darkness of the night makes way for her light

As she is ecstatic for the events of tonight

A ceremony long awaited

A galaxy of days and nights will be created

As the Sun and the Moon entangle together

And golden rings signify their “forever”

Although first , she has to choose

With which princess the ceremony ensues

For the moon’s princess isn’t just one,

They’re twelve, and they all love the sun.

.

Is she going to choose princess HeeJin?

The one who’s hand is always reaching

Bringing Y/N’s fingers to her lips

And kissing them softly, causing an eclipse .

.

And if not, will it be princess HyunJin?

With whom she truly loves indulging

In countless, abundant pleasures

The one who makes her feel so treasured ?

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She could go for princess HaSeul,

The one who takes her on adventures in the castle

And any time that princess Y/N would cry,

She would fill up with stars the entire night sky .

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Ecstatic for her choice is also princess Vivi,

With whom she entrusts herself so freely,

Since there’s never any hint of doubt

Cause that’s what true love is all about .

.

At that moment, in her mind appears princess Yeojin,

And all the countless moments they spent watching

Over the whole endless Universe, and yet

It’s only princess Y/N that she wanted to get .

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For princess Kim Lip, she feels a great adoration

As she introduces her to so many sensations ,

Especially in the crystal moonlit abyss

As their lips lock into an eternal kiss .

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And then, there is princess Jinsoul,

The one that adores to take control .

Of Y/N’s pretty body, leaving moonlight on her skin

Always and forever lighting a fire within .

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In her heart sparkles princess Choerry,

Glorious, celestial, like a fairy .

Her lips taste like candy, her fingers taste like cherries,

Princess Y/N is her sunshine and the one she wants to marry.

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Princess Yves’ adoring eyes appear in her mind

And the burning desire when their hands entwine .

As graceful as Yves is as she is kind,

She loves to tell princess Y/N “You’re mine.”

.

She touches her lips as she thinks of princess Chuu,

There aren’t many things as pretty as those two .

Lips softly pressing against each other, oh yes, it is true,

That to make princess Y/N happy, there’s nothing Chuu wouldn’t do.

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Princess Gowon, her moonlight shining,

On the sun’s princess, their destinies aligning .

All the things she whispers in Y/N’s ear

Makes sparkles all around them appear .

.

And finally, princess Olivia, the one

Who always melts the heart of the princess of the sun .

The one with which she’s spent the most nights together,

The princess that swore she’d adore her forever .

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And finally, she’s made the decision.

It is time to uphold the tradition.

“Are you ready, princess Y/N?” asked the Cosmos, “With your decision as to who you’ll marry?”

“Yes, dear Cosmos,” Y/N smiled gracefully.

���I am ready.” 💖☀️

[sereneres]

a table for two ⁰

non-idol au!chuu x fem!reader / 1.1k

summary. — one cheerful waitress + one man + you, the main protagonist = one dinner date gone wrong yet right at the same time. ⌙1.1k~

warnings. — fluff

“hello!”

you blink, looking up from your phone to see a girl standing before you, a cheerful smile on her face, and, according to her nametag, her name was “chuu”, the word—name?—written with bright pink and blue gel pen. it was odd name—one that you have never heard—but it did suit her, if only because of how cute it was.

(and you definitely did not just inadvertantly call a stranger—and your to be waitress—cute.)

“do you have a reservation or will you be waiting in line?” she continues, tapping something on her tablet before looking up at you again. “and if you do have a reservation, can you please have the name for it?”

“ln. ln yn.”

the girl hums, her smile widening as she looked up to wink at you, albeit doing so in a more dorky manner than she probably intended to. “you have quite the pretty name, yn-ssi.” she compliments, and what do you say in response?

“th-thank you…?”

in your defense, you rarely received compliments in general, much less complments about how ‘pretty’ your name was.

fortunately, the girl didn’t seemed offended by how unsure you sounded when you thanked her. if anything, she must have found it either funny or cute—or maybe both?—because, after murmuring a quiet, “you’re welcome!”, she started giggling.

and by giggling, you mean she was partially laughing, snorting, and chuckling all at the same time, yet still managed to sound and look like she was giggling.

(read: she was wheezing and you were just too dumbed down by her cuteness to say she was.)

“oh.” she blinks, her smile promptly flattening into a thin line. suddenly, she looks a little less cute and a lot more… hm.

needless to say, the uncharacteristically serious look on her face was enough to make you blush just looking at it.

“what’s wrong?” you asked, clearing your throat and turning away from the waitress slightly in the hopes that doing so will hide your reddened cheeks. “is there a problem?”

“i’m sorry, but since you’re a little early, there are no available tables at the moment.” she murmurs, bowing her head as she apologized to you.

the corner of her lips is curled up, and though you could have ask her about it, you don’t. it’s partially because she looked pretty smiling and mostly because you really didn’t care anymore– not for your reservation, and especially not for your blind date who you should have met a minute or so ago.

“are you yn?”

(suddenly, the saying, “speak of the devil and he shall appear”, became all too real.)

frowning, you turn around to find a man who was a little too tall for your liking standing beside you, an awkward smile on his face.

“i am.” you say somewhat reluctantly, crossing your arms and giving him a questioning look. “who are you?”

“i’m jake.” he holds out a hand. “and, uh, i think our friend set us up?”

there’s a few choice words that you would have used in that moment. words that you would have said, had there not been a crowd of people around you that you did not want to embarrass yourself in front of and a cute girl standing behind you, a crestfallen expression on her face that you do not notice because, as said previously, she was standing behind you.

“oh.” is what you say instead, prompting him to smile in response, clearly oblivious to your dismay and sudden lack of interest.

fortunately—or perhaps unfortunately, in his case—, he isn’t oblivious for long, because then you say–

“i’m sorry, but i don’t think this is going to work out.”

your words are blunt, straight to the point, and, metaphorically, like arrows that shoot not-so-cleanly through his heart.

“oh.”

“ah, but it’s not because you’re ugly or anything,” you say hastily upon realizing just how cruel you sounded, waving your hands and smiling at him with what you hoped looked like an apologetic smile. “i’m just not attracted to men.”

“oh.” he blinks, seemingly confused by your words, before his eyes widened, understanding flickering across his features. “oh!”

“yeah, uh…”

one awkward but necessary conversation later, you no longer have a blind date, and both you and chuu—who, for some reason, is still standing beside you—watch as the man walks out the door with, you realized belatedly, a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

“wow, i sure am glad that that worked out well!” the waitress chirps, turning to you with a bright smile. “partially because it would’ve been bad if he caused a scene in here—this restaurant does have a reputation it needs to uphold, after all—but mostly because it would’ve been pretty bad if he decided to, y’know, punch you or something because of something you can’t control?”

she then pauses, her cheeks tinting a light pink as she giggled, a sheepish expression on her face. “sorry, i’m rambling, aren’t i?”

“don’t worry, i’m glad everything went well too.” you murmur, giving the girl a small smile. “and besides, your rambling is cute. why would i want someone cute to stop doing something that made them look cuter?”

“oh!” her cheeks now somewhat of a bright red, chuu averted her eyes, her hand reaching up and fidgeting with a strand of her long hair. “uh, thank you, yn-ssi.”

you hum, amused by how shy the previously flirty girl was. “chuu-ssi, when do you get off of work?”

“er…” she glances down at her wrist and, embarrassingly enough, it takes the two of you—you had looked too, for some reason—more than just one second to realize there wasn’t a watch on it. “oh, uh, oops, forgot i took my watch off, lemme just…”

she pulls out her phone, her eyes darting around for a brief moment as if she expected someone to scold her for doing so—her boss, maybe—before she turned it on. “my shift ends at eight, so… five minutes? maybe less.” slipping her phone back into her pocket, she looks up at you, an eyebrow raised. “why are you asking?”

“isn’t it obvious?” you ask cheekily, raising your own eyebrow. “even if i no longer have a date, i still have a reservation, and with all of these people,” you gesture to the other restaurant goers at the tables nearby, “eating with their partners, i don’t feel like eating by myself…”

at your words, the confused expression on the waitress’ faceturned into one of understanding. “oh! uh, yeah, i… sure! i, uhm, would love to… go on a date with you?”

her voice went higher in pitch as she spoke, her statement coming out more like a question than she probably intended it to.

still, you smile, nodding your head. “i’ll see you in five minutes then?”

“well, it probably won’t be five minutes… i still have to take off my uniform, then i have to talk to haseul-unnie, then i have to say goodbye to my coworkers, and– oh, i’m rambling again.”

“that you are.”

general masterlist.

[cativeiros]

J'ai déjà retrouvé ma solitude, j'ai plus besoin de m'expliquer೫🥮͡꒱𒂭ུ۪۪۪۪᳝۟ ❘❙❚❙𓊆ܺ❤︎𓊇

[koaluark]

⠀⠀⠀⠀ chuu⠀ ⠀꒰ ⚘ ꒱⠀⠀solista⠀

[licoryves]

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    fresa sabor fresa, quiere bellaquar

[wewerebornsextuplets]

nyaa drawn in between attacks 🐱🎀

[woliefairr]

☆ solista ( chuu ) lockscreens !

[candycryptids]

Glamtober Day 8- Ilsaberd Full prompt list [here]

Contemplative train rides in the heavy snow. Chuu’s good at what she’s doing here. Proud of it, even. She has underlings interns. And yet. Even buried in her own projects, there drifts an ominous feeling of Something about to go catastrophically wrong. And if her colleagues won’t listen…… perhaps it’s time to seek out a change of scenery.

Editing for the Trains screens done by my very talented husband @dustedbooksandreadingnooks💖

shader in full body is [Neneko Gameplay Vanilla Enhanced] Chuu is wearing: Indagator's Goggles of Crafting Indagator's Coat of Crafting (Jet Black) Replica Sky Pirate's Gauntlets of Maiming (Ash Grey) Wake Doctors Bottoms (Not visible but they're there!) Rebel Boots Cactuar Earring

[softkiseu]

ɐ ʎǝuɹnoɾ oʇ ↺ 🧸 ˚ ༘ ♡ ⋆ ｡ ˚

˚ ༘ ♡ ⋆ ｡ ˚ 🐇 ↻ ǝʌıʇɐǝɹɔ puıɯ

[loonavrsl]

Chuu meets with Heejin and talks about their hope for a 12-member stage "soon" 🌙❤️

Source: nayeonati

[heyniniy]

୨୧ ࣪ 𓈒 chuu - ex loona lockscreens

[kyouka-supremacy]

That fic from Akutagawa's pov that remarked how although Dazai had left a bomb under Chuuya's car, at least that showed he had thought about him before going, while he never cared enough to spare a thought for Akutagawa.

[lgbtsana]

ELECTRIC TOUCH

– WINTER ONESHOT

PERM TAG LIST: @run2seob

GENRE: y/n breakup, fated meeting, fated lovers, soulmates, strangers to lovers, nextdoor neighbors.

your boyfriend broke up with you two months ago. he had found another woman, and took the apartment you had been paying for. though, you were able to get the apartment back after showing the bills to the landlord, you still felt hurt.

just when all felt lost, you got a new nextdoor neighbor.

slowly waking up and looking at the time, you realize you're, yet again, late for work. you quickly got out of bed and got ready.

while the day seemed nice, birds chirping, clear blue sky, perfect weather. you were hurting, making the day seem terrible.

ever since the breakup, you haven't felt like yourself. everything seemed horrible and you didn't like that. you tried many methods to cheer you up, such as, hanging out with friends, going to karaoke. nothing seemed to work.

you tried going on a blind date, but he just wasn't your type, but you also didn't want to have the guy as a rebound.

suddenly, you heard driving outside your window. there was a moving truck, making you remember that you have a new neighbor as of today.

“i should probably go greet them..” you mumbled, thinking of a last minute gift to bring to them. “ah! the cookies!” the night before you made cookies, chocolate chunk.

grabbed a tupperware container, you placed four cookies inside.

you opened your apartment door and stuck your head out, checking to see if anyone had come up yet. noticing no one, you walked out and then noticed a blonde female in the corner of your eye.

“you must be my neighbor,” the female shyly spoke, “i've been excited to move in, so hello.” she waved with a gentle smile. your eyes locked on hers, the tense air lifting.

you felt your heart leap as soon as you saw her, she was breathtaking. you couldn't help but blush slightly within her presence.

“yes, hi. i am your neighbor.” you whispered, feeling nervous around her. she was just so beautiful, you felt like a peasant in her presence.

“huh? sorry, i didn't hear you..”

“ah! i'm your neighbor, nice to meet you...?” you were able to speak a full sentence, yet your voice shook nervously. “i’m y/n, seo y/n, you are?”

“ah! kim minjeong! nice to meet you.” minjeong held out her hand, waiting for you to shake it.

gladly taking her small, gloved, hand, you shook her hand, nodding as if acknowledging her name. you found it odd she had her hands gloves, but you brushed it off.

“so we’ll be next door neighbors from now on huh?” she smiled, “at least my new neighbor is nice!” she laughed slightly, before she turned on her heel. “i need to unpack, talk later?” she stuck a note in your jean pocket before leaving.

pulling the note out of your pocket, without touching you, her door shut. you opened it to see her phone number on it, you couldn't help but giggle.

you put her number in your phone, sending a text, just letting her know your number.

a few hours later, you received a text back and you both chatted over the phone. a conversation that was fun, something that you hadn't had in a while. for the first time in a while, you were smiling. her little jokes or puns made you laugh, after your breakup, it was hard to laugh because of the pain of it.

yet, minjeong was somehow able to make you laugh. it was nice.

the next day, you were taking out your trash and noticed minjeong. her hands still gloved, yet you just didn't mind it. maybe it was something with her health, you didn't mind either way.

“oh hey!” you exclaimed excitedly, your voice louder than it had been in a while. visibly surprised, she turned to you with a smile.

“taking out your trash?” she came over to you, placing her gloved hand on your shoulder. answering her question with a nod, she giggled at you, “your little reactions are so cute!”

you felt your heart flutter, your face flushing at the sudden compliment.

as if on queue, her phone pinged. “i gotta go, my boss is calling me. talk later?” she asked, waiting for your response, “of course.”

minjeong smiled at your answer and left. skipping away happily, which you couldn't help but laugh to yourself.

the compliments didn't stop after that, left and right, a compliment came your way from minjeong. and, everytime, you went speechless with a red face.

she couldn't help but find anything you did adorable. the feelings between the both of you continued to grow.

one day, she invited you over to her place. of course, you accepted, your crush on her still growing.

“you called?” you teased, giggling. “indeed i did, princess!” her nickname for you slipping off her tongue easily.

“i thought i told you to stop calling me that, minjeong~” you whined, not hating the nickname.

“you did, but it suits you!” minjeong pouted, “the nickname stays, princess.” she stuck her tongue out.

feeling defeated you sighed, knowing you wouldn't win, “fine, fine.”

for the first time, you noticed her gloves off. she noticed your surprised look, and asked, “what?”

you took her hand in yours and looked at it, “no gloves...”

until, you felt an electric shock? visibly looking in pain, she pulled her hand away. her gloves getting put back on her hands.

“are you okay? i'm so sorry!” she apologized, concerned yet her voice trembled.

“i'm fine, are you okay?” you asked her, noticing her trembling.

you rested a hand on her shoulder, before petting her back, telling her to calm down and that you're okay.

her gloved hand touched your cheek and she kissed you gently.

taken aback, you didn't react at first. “i- i'm so sorry..” she whispered when she pulled away, seeing the shock on your face.

before she could run away, you placed your lips back on hers. both of your lips moving in sync, hungry for each other. minjeong took a chance to advance and pinched your skin, making you open your mouth. her tongue dancing with your own, your one hand gripped on the sleeve of her shirt. the other on the back of her neck, holding her soft hair.

the heavy breathing from the two became elaborate, you both feeling hot and almost devouring one another.

minjeong became to grin into the kiss, moving her hand down to the rim of your shorts.

minjeong was the first to pull away, both of you breathing heavily. the tension in the room evident.

“wow..” she whispered, still close enough to kiss again. your eyes stared into hers, still hungry for more.

placing a gentle kiss on your cheek, “another time~” she winked, grabbing your hand.

“i have something to tell you.” the sentence made your face drop, “oh.” you whispered.

“oh! that's not what i mean, princess.” she reassured, “you know that shock you got earlier?”

you nodded, remembering the moment, “well, my mom called it a soulmate shock, though i am not completely sure what it means, i just know it means we are fated lovers?” she shrugged, looking at you with hopeful eyes.

you couldn't help but smile, your face lighting up with joy. “so, does that mean we date?”

minjeong pulled you in for a cuddle, “or more, you never know~”

NOTE: i really hope you enjoyed! that was my first time writing a makeout scene so i hope it was good! give me feedback on how i can improve in the future.

[koaluark]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤchuuㅤㅤ 𖬺ㅤ solista

[licoryves]

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