#exo dancer au

[marshmallow-phd]

A Manor of Shadow and Blood

Genre: Regency Gothic AU

Pairing: EXO x Reader

Summary: A stormy night brought you to the manor in the middle of the woods. Nine strange men occupied its halls. They won’t let you leave. A dangerous secret haunts this estate. Learning it might either be your saving grace or it could lead to the last breath you ever take.

Part: 1 I 2 I 3 I 4 I 5

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The grand hall was lit as bright as midday. Every surface was polished to perfection, reflecting the candlelight at a greater force. Brilliant brass and gold surrounded you as you made your way through the dancing couples, their movements in perfect sync. Wrapped in each other's arms, they spin around without a care for your wandering presence. 

While all who surrounded you were decorated in blacks and whites, your own dress was the color of freshly spilled blood. The heavy skirts that hug from your waist made it difficult to navigate the ballroom. Their fullness was of an older fashion, one that maybe your grandmother would have worn in her youth. The dropped shoulders left you exposed, your skin chilled despite the amount of bodies in here. 

You kept navigating the dance floor, on the look out for something, though you didn’t know what. Then you felt the familiar burn of eyes boring into your back, which sent a shiver down your spine. You whirled around to find the source, the dress brushing at your feet with the sudden motion. Through the crowd, you spotted Baekhyun leaning against the wall. With a single finger, he beckoned you over. And you obeyed. 

Breaking through the sea of dancers, you took in his elegant suit, the hems lined with gold thread that shimmered against black velvet. 

"You shouldn't dance alone," he purred. Arms crossed over his chest, he smirked at you with a grin even the devil wouldn't wear.

"I have no partner," you retorted. He held out a lazy hard. Hardly the romantic gesture. "No, thank you." 

"How about me?" asked a sweet voice in your ear. 

You turned your head to find Junmyeon at your back. He laid a soft hand on your hip to keep you from escaping out of propriety. When you didn’t shove him away, the hand slyly moved to your stomach, pulling your bare shoulder blades into his chest. With the fingers of his left hand, he tilted your chin towards him. 

"Am I a suitable partner?" 

No answer passed your lips. You could think of nothing to say. The thought of him twirling you around the dance floor was not… unpleasant. 

Junmyeon neither needed nor cared for a reply. He dipped his head to your shoulder and pressed a kiss to the skin. A small gasp passed your lips. And then he pressed another. More and more as he climbed up the curve of your neck. Heat rose from every inch of you as you sighed into the affectionate touches. You relaxed into his touch, welcoming each new contact of his lips. 

"It's rude not to share, Junmyeon.”

Your attention snapped back to Baekhyun, who you had forgotten was there. He pushed himself off the wall and stepped closer to you so he stood in front of the minor. 

No, not a mirror. There was no reflection. 

Except… there was. The mirror reflected the floor, the ceiling, the candlelight. You. 

But not Baekhyun. Not Junmyeon. And not the dancers still spinning behind you. 

Fingers snaked through your hair and pulled your head back, your vulnerable neck exposed. From the gallery above, Kyungsoo watched as elongated fangs flashed behind Junmyeon’s lips and plunged into your neck. 

*****

You woke with a start, the blanket flying off of you as you sat up in a fury. Sweet drenched every pore of your skin. Your day old dress clung to your skin in a way that felt suffocating. Each breath was a struggle for your lungs. 

Vampires. The nightmarish tale that had kept you up as a child until you were convinced they weren't real turned out to be true. But how could they be real? 

Creatures of the night. Blood drinkers. Horror stories meant to keep children from wandering about after dark. 

Curling your legs to your chest and encasing them in your arms, you tried to think of a way out. To escape. With what strength you possessed, you slid off the bed and walked over to the window. The sun, so bright and full of life, was just beginning its descent towards the horizon. Night–their domain–was hours away. If the legends were true, then they would all be asleep at this moment. Any risk that was to be taken had to be taken now. 

After changing into a sturdier dress, you retrieved your still mud-covered boots and, keeping them in one hand, you carefully pushed away the pathetic barrier and snuck out of the room. 

Each step was taken with unmatched caution. You tested every board with your foot before fully committing. Any squeak of a floor or stumble down a stair could alert them to your escape. But by the grace of a miracle, you made it to the front door. Fingers trembling, you pulled on the boots and tied up the laces before opening the door only wide enough for you to slink through. 

The next breath taken outside was like the first breath of life. But there was no time to take it in. 

Gathering your skirts in your grip, you took off into the trees. The dirt was dry and sturdy under your feet. Branches and leaves crunched with the weight of your boots. A lady’s delicacy was out of the question as you ran without abandon. You didn't know what direction you were running. But vampires needed blood to survive and they weren’t drinking yours. And Jongdae had brought those buns from a bakery, not their own kitchen. You doubted any of them knew how to cook. That meant a village or town had to be nearby. Junmyeon had lied about the isolation of the manor. If you just kept going, you could find freedom. 

However, your stamina was running out. This was never your preferred activity. Your lungs and throat burned in an unfamiliar way. The sun still shined above. A short respite could be spared. 

You leaned against a tree trunk for support. In your boots your feet pulsed. Only now did you realize that you had run away without food or water. Not knowing where the kitchen was located, you didn't have time to waste on it. You could survive, you told yourself. Just a little farther. The town couldn’t be too far. Unless you were headed in the wrong direction. 

A rustling rippled through the silent forest. You snapped to attention, trying to find the source. 

“The wind,” you gasped between ragged breaths. “It had to be the wind.” 

A low, rumbling growl said it wasn't wind. 

In the distance, large silhouettes emerged. Wolves. Nearly a dozen of them. 

You ran as fast as your crying legs could take you. With their superior nature built for the hunt, the wolves caught up to you within seconds. Their growls and howls grew louder and more threatening behind you. Running from the manor had been easy. Running from the wolves was to be your end. 

Powerful paws slammed into your back. You were thrown to the ground, rolling across the ground as a scream ripped at your throat. The momentum stopped you on your stomach. Hair covered your face, but you could still see your death through the strands. 

Wolves of gray and black gathered in a half moon circle. They had their prey in perfect position. The middle wolf pounced. All you had time to do was throw up your arms to protect your face. Claws raked across your forearm. Another scream echoed through the merciless trees. The wolf landed on the other side of you with pride. Now you were surrounded. A second wolf leapt. 

A blur appeared in front of you and collided with the wolf midair. The two bodies tumbled across the forest floor. A human and the wolf. 

Not a human. 

Chanyeol. The wolf trapped within his grasp, Chanyeol tightened his grip–

Crack. 

The wolf fell limply to the ground, its tongue hanging from its jaw. 

The others appeared seconds later. Not understanding what they were up against, the wolves let you go to attack the newest threat. 

"Are you alright?" Junmyeon knelt down in front of you. His hands were outstretched as if you were the wild animal on the verge of attack. Behind him, snarls and whimpers told of the fight–and who was winning. Despite not answering him, he caught sight of your bleeding arm. "We need to get back to the manor." 

He didn't ask permission before picking you up into his arms and sprinting through the forest. Everything blurred past you, your loose hair whipping at your face. He burst through the manor doors and didn't stop until he was able to set you down in the largest chair. Once you were safe, he fell to his knees, only his palms keeping him upright. The others soon stumbled in behind him, heaving and collapsing onto the floor. Only then did you notice the smoke floating up from each of their backs. Patches of burnt, red skin sizzled on their knuckles and faces. Anything that had been exposed to the sun. 

"Baekhyun," Junmyeon gasped. 

"I already have it." Kyungsoo came into the parlor with bottles stacked in his arms. He quickly passed them around, waiting until the others were quenching their thirst before pulling the cork out of his own bottle and chugging the contents. 

With his bottle empty, Junmyeon tossed it to the side and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. Red smears stained the ivory fabric. You shrank back in the chair as he turned towards you. 

"What hell were you thinking!" He growled. "I warned you about the wolves!" 

"Junmyeon, she's shaken up enough," Jongdae defended. Before your eyes, his burnt skin healed to be like new.

"She could have been killed!" 

Your head was pounding. He was… concerned about your life? The legends said that the sun was a vampire's deadliest enemy. It was why they thrived in the darkness. But they had all risked a final death to come after you. 

"Did you hear me scream?" you whispered. You could barely feel your own lips moving. All heads tuned to you. 

Yixing was the one to answer. "Yes. We all heard you." 

"Why were you out there?" Sehun asked aggressively.

You sucked in a sharp breath. There was no escaping the truth now. You stared at Jongdae. "I figured it out.” 

Baekhyun laughed. "At least we don't have to walk around delicately anymore." 

"When exactly did you do so?" Minseok mocked.

"Then you should remember what I said to you before was true. Harm would not come to you within these walls." Junmyeon crouched down next to the chair. His eyes... there was something behind the darkness that tugged at your still wildly beating heart. "I know you were running away. And if you're desperate to get away enough to get yourself killed, then the choice can be yours. We can send you on your way with every provision. Or," he cleared his throat, "you stay here. With us." 

A choice? He was giving you a choice?

Your gaze drifted over the faces that stared back at you. Even Kyungsoo refused to look away while he waited. There was almost a plea in his expression, a subtle beg. But was it to stay? Or for you to run as far away as possible? 

Junmeyon took your attention away when he picked up your wounded arm with delicate fingers. His pleading was much more clear. 

To leave would be the better choice. The more sane choice. But what would happen afterwards? You could claim being lost in the woods. With evidence of the carriage and the missing driver, what else could they believe? After a few days on bed rest, you would be back by your aunt's side, following her every whim. Including indulging her on a "perfectly adequate" suitor because you had no other option, no other path. That suitor who would then become your future. But you didn't want it. You refused to give in to it. 

Already within these few days, you were… changed in a way. They might not be human, but these men would forever be burned into your memory. Who could move you with music the way Chanyeol had? What silent strength could match the aura of Junmyeon? You had been promised that none of them would harm you. The chance for something extraordinary was right in front of you. The kind of chance you had only read about. It just had to be taken.

"I think… I think I want to stay."

*****

The moon became an ever changing friend. You hardly saw the sun anymore. Like the men you had given yourself over to, you lived under the stars. It was oddly beautiful. This time was often forgotten about by you and many others. The night was only a background to your time within your dreams. But now it was your entire world. 

Every evening, you awoke to the dying orange light of the day. Breakfast always waited for you outside the door. It was the rule that no one broke; none could enter your room without explicit permission from you. Those walls remained your safe haven when things grew too overwhelming. 

Despite your decision to stay, discovering that other creatures walked the earth required a step away once in a while. Especially now, with you aware of their true nature, the men were refusing to hold back. 

Dropping from the roof, running around with spectacular speed, and lifting objects that ten men couldn't hold. It was remarkable. Except for the diet and inability to walk in the sun, the… condition seemed more like a blessing.

"You're rather thoughtful this evening,” Jongdae commented. He walked beside you like he did every twilight. 

After you finished your breakfast, you met Jongae at the front doors to go on a walk around the manor grounds. Often others would join you as well. Junmyeon was the most frequent, though Yixing, Changed, and Jongin made many appearances over the past week and a half. Boundaries were constantly tested, but one word from you and they retreated.

"I guess you could say I am thoughtful tonight," you finally sighed. You hadn’t realized that you were being so obviously quiet. Funny, since you would have thought Jongdae would enjoy the silence. You typically had many questions or comments of your own to make. 

"Should I go steal a penny from Sehun?" 

You laughed. "I'd like to think my thoughts are worth more than a single penny.”

"They must be if you've become so skilled in deflecting from them." He crossed over to block your path. Gaze narrowed, he studied your carefully guarded expression. "What are you thinking about so hard? Regretting your decision to stay already?" 

"No," you insisted. "Not at all."

He raised an eyebrow that simply asked, "Then what?" 

"Do you always stay here?" you countered. "At the manor, I mean." 

"We travel," Jongdae answered with a nod. "Not too often. It’s a bit difficult, you see."

"But we like traveling north.” Minseok dropped from who-knew-where, landing with barely bent knees and hands folded behind his back. "In the winter, the night lasts longer. Junmyeon has a small hunting lodge up there. 

A hunting lodge? "Then why do you stay here?" 

Minsoek shrugged. "This manor is bigger." 

"Having nine of us in one household can be a bit volatile,” Jongdae added. He stepped aside to continue the stroll. "We need the room to separate so we don't level a building." 

Your foot caught on an invisible lump in the grass. "You could destroy a building while fighting?" 

Minseok snickered as he caught your stumble and helped steady your stance. His hand lingered at your waist until your sharpened glare made him remove it. "We haven’t crumbled a wall in a few years."

You scoffed at the casual tone. "What sort of fight caused that?" 

"I can't remember." Minseok leaned forward slightly to look at Jongdae for help. But he didn't seem to recall either. 

"Who knows what started it between Chanyeol and Kyungsoo.”

Your mouth dropped open in shock. Kyungsoo and Chanyeol had fought over something to the point of destroying a wall to crumble? It didn't feel plausible. Neither seemed like the hot-headed sort. You wanted to know the igniting incident so desperately. 

Both Jongdae and Minseok suddenly whipped their heads towards the front of the manor. 

"What is it?" you asked when neither offered an explanation. 

"Junmyeon's calling for us." Jongdae scooped you up into his arms without warning. At your confused expression, he explained, "We're not leaving you alone out here." Remember your last adventure in the woods lingered in the silence.

The short lived wind whipped at your hair that you still wore loose to cover your neck. As soon as he stopped running, you wiggled out of his arms to be back on your feet. Everyone else was already gathered just outside the door. Several eyed you and Jongdae with suspicious and annoyed glares. You took a step away from him for some separation. 

Clearing his throat, Junmyeon called everyone to attention. "We have to go hunting–real hunting. Now, normally, we all go together, but now that we have our guest," he nodded towards you, "some will have to stay behind with her until the first party… comes back." 

"If you all need to go,” you couldn't quite speak the word feed, "then I'll be alright. For a few hours, at least." You weren't sure how long this excursion would take.

Junmyeon's features softened. "No. We'll go in groups. Chanyeol, Kyungsoo, Minseok and I will go first. We shouldn't be gone long." He reached out and patted the top of your head before disappearing into the trees. Kyungsoo gave no goodbye as he followed suit. The last two playfully shoved each other while taking off. 

"Come." Yixing took hold of your hand and started pulling you inside. "I want to show you something."

"But–" You had wanted to ask Jongdae a question, but the traitor was already gone, off somewhere to do something he would never tell you about. So, you let Yixing take you into the manor and up the main staircase at the end of the hallway. At least he let you stay on your own feet instead of insisting on going at his speed. 

Going down an unfamiliar hallway, you were reminded how big this place was and how much you still had to explore. The men occupied most of your time, vying for your attention and pulling you this way and that so you didn’t have much time on your own. It was odd and overwhelming at times. 

During your seasons in town, you were hardly a well-sought after prize. There were prettier girls with grander dowries. You had accepted that fact. Now you were the center of a courting dance to which you knew none of the steps and possessed endless partners. 

Yixing paused in front of a door that looked identical to all the others. He kept his fingers tight around yours as he slowly turned the knob with his free hand. The door swung open. 

The gasp inhaled through your parted lips wasn't enough to convey your awe. 

Maps of all the places you'd heard of and dozens more you hadn't covered the walls like homemade wallpaper. Slipping out of Yixing's grip, you walked further into the study, spinning slowly around to take it all in. The maps were varying degrees of tan, some as light as his skin, others as dark as animal leather. 

Instead of bookshelves, doorless cabinets waist high lined three of the walls. Their squared shelves were stuffed full of parchment and ink and quills. A lone sketcher's desk sat in the middle, an unfinished drawing laying against the tilted surface. 

"What is this place?"

"It's my personal study," Yixing answered as he laid a hand on the edge of the desk. "Kyungsoo gave it to me after I had accidentally taken over one of the parlors." 

Your awe increased ten-fold. Your initial assumption was that he was a collector, not the original artist. "You drew all of these?" 

He nodded almost... shyly. "I did. I was a cartographer. Before." 

"Before?" You understood what he meant, but you didn't know how to ask for the story. 

Turning his eyes to the parchment, he pinched it between his fingers. "I didn't just love traveling. I loved capturing it on paper. I wanted to make these places into art, but not like every other painting. I wanted them to be perfect. Exact replicas as if you were staying at them from God’s point of view. And I wanted to be the best. I couldn't be, though. I wasn’t good enough." 

You moved closer to him, entranced in the story. "What happened?"

A rueful smile tightened at his lips. "I was given a chance to become perfect. What I didn't know was that I traded everyone knowing my maps for the talent to make it happen." Sorrow rolled from him like the tide warning of an oncoming storm. 

Feeling the pull to comfort him, you reached out and covered his fidgeting hand with your own steady fingers.

"People will be able to know your work some day," you whispered. "I’m sure of it." 

Perhaps you had been a bit too forward, a bit too open. 

Yixing moved gracefully forward to eliminate most of the space between you. A smooth thumb that once must have been calloused when it was human caressed the edge of your jaw. His flickering eyes made intentions obvious. 

Clearing your throat, you stepped out of the touch. "Why isn't this one finished?" You pointed to the drawing on the desk. It was an aerial view of the manor, with the top half of the parchment containing the beginning edges of the garden hedges. Disappointed, Yixing sighed and went along with your distraction. 

"I'm still working out the maze. It is intricate. Much more than I was prepared for." 

"Goodness." You were thankful that you hadn't wandered in there yet, especially on your own.

"Yixing.” 

Both of you turned towards the door to find Sehun standing under the frame. 

"Yes, Sehun?" Yixing said through somewhat gritted teeth. The young vampire wasn't phased. 

"I need to speak with you." 

"Fine." None of you moved. 

Sehun looked at you with a pointed glare.

You received the hint loud and clear. "I'll leave you, then.” 

With more relief than you cared to admit, you scurried out of the room and down the hallway. 

Around the corner, you pressed your back against the wall and forced yourself to take deep breaths that filled your lungs to capacity. Panic had been the response at Yixing's closeness. You didn't mean for that to be the response. You didn't want to be closed off to any of them. But you couldn't help it. Maybe it was merely the closeness of the situation. 

Giving yourself a small amount of grace, you pushed off the wall and made your way downstairs. So used to your time being absorbed by the men that you weren't sure what to do with yourself. Two of the ones that remained behind were currently occupied. As for the three others, they could have been anywhere. 

You wandered around the main floor with a fleeting hope that one would come to find you. Then you saw them. A row of grand doors evenly spaced along the north wall called you forward.

The grand ballroom took your breath away. Not so dissimilar to the one in your dream, though this one’s lack of warmth and light left you heartbroken. Memories of dancing figures and lively music haunted these walls. In the corner, you could imagine a small orchestra strumming their instruments in delight. 

You walked to the center where dozens of pairs used to twirl and bow and embrace each other in time with the melody. Ghostly laughter echoed in your ears. What had once been  bright and golden and full of life was dull, dark, and covered in cobwebs that swayed in the breeze of unknown origin. 

Glancing around, you confirmed that you were truly alone before closing your eyes, lifting your arms, and began a soft hum. 

You danced with an invisible partner in the fashion that your grandfather had taught you as a small child. It was more intimate than the choreographed dances currently popularized. You had always imagined your first ball like this, instead of the disappointment you really experienced. You had pictured a boy you didn’t know catching your eye. As the music was struck up, he laid a hand on your waist.

Just like now. 

Hm. Your imagination was running wild, even pretending the weight of a palm was there on your lower back. And now in your lifted left hand. 

No. That wasn’t your imagination. 

Your eyes snapped open. 

Jongin had taken the place of your imagined partner. He smiled down at you with a feline smirk as his hands tightened around you, refusing to let you slip away. There was no choice in leaving this musicless dance. You had stopped humming but he continued to whirl you around the marble floor. He controlled the dance, in charge of every step. He led with an expertise he shouldn’t have possessed–if he were a man of this age. 

In one final move, he slipped his arm fully around your waist, pulling you so close that no room remained between you. Without breaking the spin, he lifted you from the floor as if you were no more than a kitten and whirled you around like the heroine from your favorite novel.

When the spin came to a close, he set you back on your feet, but didn’t let go. Your lungs heaved from the exercise–and from the way your bodies pressed together. Each rise of your chest brought you even closer to Jongin. He kept your gaze like a stablehand trying to calm a wild horse. His right hand slipped from your fingers, softly tracing the delicate inside of your arm. The touch left behind a fire you couldn’t explain. A cold, simmering fire.

He cupped your jaw as his eyes drifted down to your lips. This was a different reaction to Yixing’s wandering gaze. Not panic, but something similar. 

Jongin held you in place as he leaned down, his lips pressing gently into the corner of yours. The thin breath in your lungs hitched. He lifted his lips only to find a new patch of skin. The delicate skin covering your pulse. Every muscle in your body froze. He kissed the skin softly. Surely, he could feel the race of your blood. 

“Whenever you need a partner,” he said in a hush against your neck, “just whisper my name.”

And then, he was gone. 

You stared off at the empty path left behind Jongin. The sheer hubris.

His name lingered on your lips, wondering if he would really come back like he said. But you kept the whisper inside and left the ballroom just the same. 

[nanawritesit]

SM Entertainment Girl Group Idol AU (fem!reader insert)

feel free to use this for shifting or as a fanfiction backstory! (just tag me if it’s the second one hehe)

disclaimer: the extra info sections aren’t all original ideas, many were found on pinterest/tiktok :) images aren’t mine either

tw: none that i’m aware of

Group Profile:

Group Name: Etoile (meaning star/ point of a star in French)

Members: 5 (5 points on a star)

Fandom: Starlight

Concept: Ethereal, Cosmic, Elegant

Debut Year: 2017 (between Red Velvet and Aespa)

Debut Song: “Constellations”

Debut Album Title: “5 Makes 1”

B-Sides: “Aries,” “Nebula,” “Orbit,” “Stardust,” and “Pisces”

Fandom/ Lightstick Color: Indigo and White (stars in the night sky)

Group Chant: All: “Twinkle twinkle!” Nabi: “Hi Starlight! It’s…” All: “Etoile!”

Members Profile:

Y/N: Oldest, Center/ Face of the Group, Main Vocalist, Speaks Korean, English, and Chinese

Cho Nabi: Leader, Lead Vocalist, Korean, Speaks Korean, English, Chinese, and Japanese

Marie Tang: Main Dancer, Chinese-American, Speaks Korean, English, and Chinese

Han Iseul: Visual, Lead Dancer, Korean, Speaks Korean

Ikeda Kaori: Maknae, Main Rapper, Japanese, Speaks Korean and Japanese

Extra Info about the Group:

Pre-debut, Etoile released a cover of Girls Generation’s “Genie,” and it blew up so fast that fans couldn’t wait for them to debut

Etoile is known as “the bridge between third and fourth generation” in the kpop community

The members are also known as “the princesses of SM”

Etoile does a lot of variety shows because everyone loves the members’ funny personalities and playful group dynamic

Etoile was featured in a popular kdrama as themselves, though they only had a few lines in a couple episodes, it became a fan favorite and made the ratings sky-rocket

Etoile’s second comeback, “Andromeda,” is said to have one of the most difficult girl group choreographies in kpop. It was also the song that got them their first win

When Etoile got their first win with “Andromeda,” all of the girls were crying hysterically, including Nabi who was supposed to give the speech. She ended up handing the mic to Y/N, who had just been smiling happily the whole time. Y/N pulled Nabi into her arms as she gave the speech, and then the other three girls assembled a group hug around them. It became such a tender moment for Starlights that everyone watching started crying too

Etoile did a collaboration music video with Sailor Moon where all the members got to dress up as the sailor guardians. Y/N was Sailor Moon, Nabi was Sailor Mars, Marie was Sailor Mercury, Iseul was Sailor Venus, and Kaori was Sailor Jupiter

Etoile has their own plushie characters that are put on headbands and other merchandise for Starlight, similar to BT21 and Skzoo. Y/N’s is a white swan, Nabi’s is a blue butterfly, Marie’s is a black cat, Iseul’s is a pink puppy, and Kaori’s is a yellow duck

Etoile did a collab with “rom&nd,” a korean makeup brand, where each member got to create their own shade of lipstick. The five shades the members created sold out in just three minutes.

Etoile performed a cover of EXO’s “Growl” during one of their concerts in male school uniforms, and Starlights were so impressed by how cool and masculine they were

Being sandwiched between the two girl groups, Red Velvet and Aespa are like the older and younger sisters of Etoile (respectively.) The Red Velvet members are always checking in on them and giving them advice, and Etoile does the same thing for Aespa.

Starlight is famous for being one of the most loyal and devoted fandoms. They buy the girls billboards and food trucks for their birthdays, protect them from antis, and offer so much love and support.

The members have their own youtube channel called “Etoile Clubhouse” that they have permission to use freely. They post lots of different content, including challenges, games, song/dance covers, mukbangs, get ready with me/us videos, and q&a’s

Extra Info about Y/N:

Y/N is known as the loving mother of the group, while Nabi is more like a strict dad

Kaori was still in high school when she debuted, and Y/N took care of her like a mother would her daughter. She would wash and iron her uniform, prepare her breakfast and lunch, and help her with her homework every night. Kaori’s mother was so thankful, as she couldn’t do all this for her daughter herself, still living in Japan

While all the girls are close, Nabi and Y/N are best friends, they even have friendship bracelets

While Iseul is the visual because she fits the KBS the best, Y/N is the center/FOTG because her visuals match the group concept the best. She’s known for her “white swan” visuals: ethereal, graceful, and elegant.

Y/N and Iseul were also chosen as members of GOT the Beat

Y/N was the first member to have a solo debut in 2021. Her debut song was fittingly titled “White Swan.” Nabi helped her compose the songs, Marie helped her with the choreography, and Kaori had a rap feature on one of the tracks. Y/N performed it at the MAMA awards, and everyone was singing/dancing along to it so hard they almost forgot about the actual awards show!

Y/N is an ambassador for Dior and Chanel. Many brands were offering her deals after Etoile became popular due to her unique visuals, so she got to choose the ones she liked best

Y/N is known as the “OST Queen” of the group, she has sang many drama OSTs

Y/N’s best friends at the company include Yeri (Red Velvet,) Taeyong (NCT/SuperM,) Karina (Aespa,) and Ten (NCT/SuperM/WayV)

Y/N has had cameos in many different artists’ music videos, including Stray Kids, Enhypen, and NCT Dream

SHINee’s Key dubbed Y/N “SM’s secret weapon”

Y/N was part of a one-time collaboration unit with Dreamcatcher’s Dami, Weki Meki’s Doyeon, IZ*ONE’s Yena, and fromis_9’s Chaeyoung. They released a single called “Wild Mind,” and it was so popular that fans were advocating to start a new group with just these idols!

Y/N once dyed her hair indigo to match the fandom color, and fans started to dye their hair the same color to match her. The shade became known as “Y/N hair” on social media

Y/N and Marie were mentors on a Chinese idol training show, all the girls loved them because they were super helpful without being too tough. It also gained Etoile a lot of Chinese fans

Y/N has very impressive high notes, Starlights have made several youtube compilations with titles like “Y/N obliterating the sound barrier with her high notes for 5 minutes”

Y/N’s nickname from Starlight is “Angel Voice” due to her clear, bright voice

Y/N sang a cover of Taylor Swift’s “Anti-Hero” on Etoile Clubhouse, and Starlights tagged Taylor in it so much that she was shown the video in an interview. Taylor responded: “I’ve watched this video so many times! Her voice is so pretty. I met her once in Korea too, she’s so genuine and sweet! I’d love to collab with her, or Etoile as a whole. They seem so fun.”

Y/N was getting a lot of lip-synching rumors, until one day a staff member shared a video of her practicing before a concert with her mic on. It revealed her raw vocal talent and debunked all the rumors.

[cloudbersoo]

easy for you to say｜sung hanbin

synopsis: what happens when bloom dance academy's golden boy sung hanbin needs a new duet partner and y/n is the only one available? 

or; will y/n be able to fall in love with dance again? perhaps they'll fall for someone in the process.

tags: sung hanbin x gn!reader, dancer au, fluff, attempt at angst, insecure reader, miscommunication, happy ending, featuring: zb1 matthew and jiwoong, twice momo, exo kai, itzy yeji, ryujin and chaeryeong!!

word count: 5.4k

a/n: this whole fic was inspired by the ‘i like that’ dance hanbin recreated on weekly idol. i’ve never been more attracted to a man in my life, so here is a very self indulgent fic i wrote!! also this is barely proofread, so sorry for any grammar mistakes! hihi enjoy

my playlist while writing: easy for you to say & bleach by 5sos, sugarcoat (natty solo) by kiss of life, thanks to by woodz, blooming day by exo-cbx, anywhere but home by seulgi

i. that’s not good

every dancer has their bad days. but when those bad days turn into weeks and weeks turn into months, suddenly your entire dance season has been nothing but awful. that’s how your previous season went, and this year hasn’t been any different either. you weren’t chosen for any of the small groups this year for any competition. you didn’t even dare to dream of a solo, even when you had one just a few years ago.

you used to be at the top, one of the coaches favourites. you’ve danced at bloom dance academy since you were three, and had gained a good reputation at the studio over the years. though, now that seems so far in the past. you were in a deep slump, one that you couldn’t get out of no matter how much you practiced. you think you’d do anything to love dancing again the way you used to. 

you were currently at the studio, waiting for the full group rehearsal to start, while one of the small groups was going over their dance with coach momo. you were sitting in a corner alone, while others were socialising or going through other dances on their own. your eyes were completely fixated on one particular dancer, one that probably made you more insecure than any other – sung hanbin.

hanbin was basically your complete opposite. he only started dancing in middle school, and joined bloom dance academy only last season. everyone around him loved him, and rightfully so, as hanbin was truly amazing. his body control and facial expressions were something you could only dream of right now. his skills didn’t come out of nowhere though, everyone knew how hard he worked. and unlike you, his hard work paid off.

looking at hanbin made you feel horrible about yourself, but you couldn’t look away. he was so mesmerising to you, the way he carried himself through choreography, and how he helped those around him. you were in too deep thought to notice a couple of your teammates approaching you. it took for one of them to speak for you to finally notice your friends. “y/n, did you hear about yeji?” your teammate matthew asked you as he sat down next to you. 

“no i haven’t, did something happen?” you responded, finally taking your eyes off of hanbin. you noticed besides matthew, chaeryeong and ryujin had approached you. “she injured her knee really badly at practice yesterday, she’s still at the doctors, they’re trying to figure out what’s wrong” chaeryeong opened up, clearly worried for her friend. injuries at this point of the season were the worst, but they happen every time. last year jiwoong dislocated his elbow a week before competition and all formations had to be redone.

“that doesn’t sound too good” you said, taking a sip from your water bottle. yeji won’t recover in time for the competition in four weeks, you assumed. not only will you have to redo all the formations for the full group performance and for her small group, your team will need a new female soloist and a duet partner for hanbin as well. “yeah, she’s out” ryujin confirmed your suspicions. “momo asked me for the solo, but i don’t think i can do it” she continued, brushing her hand through her hair. 

“i feel so bad for yeji, but at least there's a little more time than last year” matthew said in an attempt to lighten the mood. his comment did get a few chuckles out of you. 

after a moment of silence, ryujin spoke once again. “how about you y/n? could you do the solo?” ryujin asked a question that almost made you laugh. “coach would never even consider me, and… i don’t even have anything ready” you replied lowering your head in shame. it was true though, you were probably the last person momo would consider as yeji’s replacement for anything.

“okay guys! let’s start going over the new formations!” your coach declared, clapping her hands to get the whole room's attention.

ii. y/n coming to the rescue!

you were exhausted, just like everyone else in the room. your coach had said “one more time” at least ten times tonight, but finally practice had officially come to an end. today’s rehearsal had gladly eased most people's minds from yeji’s injury. however, you could only worry about your own performance, as today’s practice had barely helped you improve at all. you were packing your stuff, as you heard your coach calling your name. “hey y/n, could i talk to you for a second?” momo asked.

your mind could only think of the worst. momo was going to tell you that you’re cut from the full group completely, because you can’t get your shit together. it made sense, today’s new formations were going to look better with one less dancer, and obviously you were the first in line to go. you tried to hide your nervousness, answering her with a hum. you stuffed the last of your things into your bag and walked to your coach. “yeah, is this about the full group?” you went straight to the point.

“actually no” she started, sitting down on a chair. you were relieved, but only partly, as you had no idea where the conversation was going. “it’s about yeji’s and hanbin’s duet” momo continued, your coach visibly stressed. you could only imagine what had been going through her head the past 24 hours since yeji’s injury. she let out a loud sigh. “y/n i know you’ve had quite rough year, but i think it could be a great challenge for you”

“what do you mean? sorry coach, i’m not following” you questioned. she couldn't possibly be offering you a spot in a duet, let alone one with hanbin.

“you should do the duet with hanbin, i think you could handle it” momo said hopefully. she took your hands into hers, looking at you with pleading eyes. it was almost working, but something in you couldn't agree to it. you couldn’t possibly handle the duet, not when someone else could do a much better job than you. “i don’t know momo…” you responded.

“hanbin! please convince her to do the duet with you” momo suddenly said, her eyes leaving yours. while your talk with the coach, you had failed to notice the presence of hanbin behind you. you freed yourself from momo’s hold as you turned around to see the boy. “i just think someone else would be a much better match for the duet, i’ve seen it myself” you tried to reason.

“no! i think you’d be perfect!” hanbin said, which felt like an exaggeration to you. truthfully, you’d love to do a duet with someone so amazing as hanbin, you would be dumb not to, but your insecurities were holding you back. the duet was difficult, and with the little time you had, you weren’t sure if you could pick it up. few years ago it would’ve been easy, but now you weren’t so sure. “c’mon y/n, i need you” he begged. 

“you don’t have any other dances besides the full group, so you’ll have enough time to rehearse” momo added. you looked at both of them, the two of them looking at you hopefully. while you still didn't quite understand why they were so determined to get you to do the duet, you were beginning to yield to them.

“well, when would we start then?” you asked carefully. your words made both of them squeal out of joy. hanbin wrapped his hands around you and squished you into a hug. “thank you thank you thank you” he rejoiced, spinning you around in the air. you weren’t sure if this was going to work, but having people who believed in you definitely helped.

iii. cries and confessions

the duet was not going well, at least not as well as it should be at this point. you had rehearsed for almost a week with hanbin, and while you had picked up some of the choreography, most of it was still not clicking for you. hanbin had been more than patient with you, but his patience wasn’t getting you that far.

you groaned out of frustration for the thirtieth time in the past hour. you were having difficulty with your footwork for a fast part in the choreography, and no matter how many times hanbin went slowly over it, you were not getting the timing right. “y/n it’s okay, you’ll get it eventually” he tried comforting you once again. you sighed, wiping the sweat off your forehead. “no hanbin, i’m not getting it” you snapped back, your words coming out much harsher than you intended. “i’m sorry, i just- i hate that i can’t seem to get anything right” you apologised, covering your face with your hands out of embarrassment. 

“do you wanna talk about it?” he asked carefully. you’ve been asked this question many times over the past two years. your teammates, momo, your parents, even the studio head, jongin had asked you if you needed to talk about whatever mental block you were going through. but you never did, because there wasn’t anything to talk about, at least that’s how you felt, and you told hanbin that. “you sure? i mean there’s clearly something going on… i get it if you don’t want to talk to me about it, but i’m here for you if you need me” he responded to you.

“what would you even know? you joined the studio after my good days” you mumbled, choosing to sit down onto the dance floor, not expecting hanbin to hear you. the boy sat down next to you, sitting close to you, your shoulders almost touching. the close proximity shouldn’t have made your heart race the way it did, at least not after dancing so close to each other for hours to an end for the past week.

“i saw your solo couple years ago at a competition, and i thought you were amazing” he confessed. hanbin was looking at you delicately, his words filled with sincerity. you never thought someone so skilled and awesome dancer like hanbin would ever say something like that to you. “you’re pretty much the reason i'm here, at bloom” he continued, his words making you speechless. “i mean, if the studio had someone as cool as you, the teachers must be something too” hanbin kept rambling, getting slightly shy over his confession, his cheeks flushed. 

hanbin’s confession made you feel appreciated and sad at the same time. your eyesight was getting blurry from the tears that were about to break through. “well, that was me few years ago” you started, trying your hardest not to start crying in front of him. you locked eyes with him and he was looking at you with sorrowness. “and this is me now, someone that can barely keep up with everyone” your voice cracked, tears finally sliding down your cheeks. 

hanbin didn’t say anything after that. he wrapped his hand around shoulders, lowering your head to rest on his chest. he just held you as you sobbed. it was slightly uncomfortable, the two of you were still sweaty from practice, but you couldn’t care about that for now. you were starting to calm down as hanbin stroked your arm up and down. you brought your hands to wipe out your tears, apologising to the boy for drenching his shirt even more. “i’m just wasting our time by crying like this” you said.

“it’s okay y/n, you know, sometimes letting your emotions out can help you to move on” hanbin claimed, smiling softly at you. letting go of your shoulder, he brushed some of your hair behind your ear. “should we end practice for today? i could drive you home if you’d like” the boy suggested.

“i think i’d rather walk and cool down a little, but thanks” you gave hanbin a weak smile and started getting up. he seemed to take your word, as he got up as well and started cleaning up the practice room with you. the room was filled with comfortable silence, and you were glad you had someone like hanbin to rely on.

iv. nothing happened!

after your heart to heart with hanbin, rehearsals had started to go much smoother. some days were better than others, but at least you weren’t pouring out your frustration onto him. aside from a few lifts, you two had finished the whole choreography, and you felt good about it. even momo was pleased with your work, after you had shown her your progress. while the duet was still far from perfect, you and hanbin were confident you could do well at the competition. 

hanbin had also become more friendly with you over the past few weeks. he always greeted you with a hug, asked how you were doing, and kept insisting on driving you home after you were done, which was something you could no longer deny. he’d come up to you during practice if he ever noticed you frustrated, cheering you up and giving you much needed advice, while also offering to refill your water bottle. thanks to hanbin, you were slowly starting to enjoy dance again, and you think you’ll be forever grateful to him for that.

it was late friday night, only you and hanbin were left at the studio. hanbin had convinced you to stay for another hour to practice one of the lifts for your duet. while you thought it would be safer to practice with momo around, hanbin assured you he wouldn’t let you get hurt. so there you were, forty minutes later, probably at your hundred attempt of the lift. you had never been the best at any tricks or lifts, and at this point you didn’t think you'd ever quite get them.

however, hanbin was determined to get the lift right before you went home. “it’s not that hard y/n” he said, his hands on both sides of your hips. there was no hint of impatience in his voice, while he looked at you with such care. “easy for you to say, mr. i’m perfect at everything” you teased, getting a laugh out of him.

“hey! none of that!” he scolded you with a pout. “just trust me, i’m gonna catch you no matter what, okay?” he continued, squeezing your hips for reassurance. you only nodded, and on the count of three, hanbin lifted you in the air again. everything was going well, until you felt one of your hands slip, and the next moment you were laying on top of habin on the floor.

his hands were tightly wrapped around your body, and you could feel his heart beating fast into his chest. hanbin’s face was mere centimetres away from yours. “oh my god! are you okay?” you worried, trying to get off of him, but his grip only tightened. the act made you stop in your tracks, your cheeks warming up. “h-hanbin” you stuttered, now worried the boy had hit his head or something. 

“see? i said i wasn’t going to let you hit the floor” he only laughed. sighing out of relief, you brushed his bangs out of the way of his eyes. hanbin looked beautiful, even when he was all worn out from the hours of practice. you’ve always thought so, but now seeing it up close you were certain about it. he smiled at you, showing off his famous whisker dimples. you smiled back, as your hands laid against his chest. you noticed his eyes travelling down your face, to your lips, and at that moment you couldn’t stop yourself from hesitantly leaning into him. 

“oh sorry, didn’t know you guys were still here” you heard a voice coming from the door. being snapped back to reality, hanbin finally let go of you. you standed up and helped hanbin to do the same, the two of you now recognizing the person that had entered the room as jiwoong. “did i interrupt something?” his voice was filled with amusement. 

“no not at all, we were just about to finish” hanbin’s whole face and neck hued the colour pink, as he spitted out the biggest lie of his life.

v. flirting 101

you couldn’t stop thinking about hanbin all weekend, how the two of you almost kissed if only jiwoong hadn’t interrupted you. when did you even start liking him? 

while you could’ve just texted him, you never found the right thing to send. what were you supposed to say to him? you thought about asking for advice from some of your teammates but eventually decided against it, knowing they wouldn’t have anything smart to say. you could almost hear chaeryeong’s teasing words just thinking about it. 

you had yet to find time to rehearse your duet together, as hanbin needed time to practice his solo. you had tried to talk to him multiple times, but snitched out last second each time, claiming that it was only because you couldn’t bother him at the moment. in reality, you felt nervous around him. you don’t remember the last time you’ve felt this way towards someone, let alone almost kissed someone.

you had stayed at the studio after practice to help momo with your team’s costumes for the competition. it seemed that you struggled with saying no when someone asks for your help. it was late again, the studio nearly empty, when you were finally ready to go home. walking towards the exit, you noticed one of the practice rooms was still in use. curiosity getting the best of you, you decided to take a look at who was still practicing at the late hour. in the room was hanbin, rehearsing alone again. 

hanbin was fully focused on the music, his body hitting every beat of the song. the way he moved was captivating to you, like he was putting some type of spell on you. it wasn’t that surprising that you fell for him so easily. you thought hanbin was the most beautiful when he was in his element, when he danced.

he was too concentrated to notice you at the door. as the song came to an end, he was completely out of breath. you couldn’t help but to clap, finally revealing yourself to the boy. the act made hanbin burst out of his own bubble, seeing you in the mirror first, giving you a tired smile before turning around. “that was amazing” you praised the boy as you fully stepped into the room.

“thank you” hanbin shyly responded, walking towards his stuff and taking a towel to wipe the sweat out of his face. you went up to him and offered him his water bottle. he smiled at you before speaking up again, “what are you still doing here this late?” his voice was filled with worry, but he was still glad to see you regardless.

“you should worry about yourself” you replied, your comment getting a small chuckle out of him. hanbin seemed tired, his eyes sleepy and hair all over the place. he must’ve had a lot of pressure on him, when so many people were counting on him to do well. you took a step closer to the boy, reaching up to fix his hair. “you’re doing great hanbin” you felt the need to reassure him, his face finally relaxing from your touch. after a while of playing with his hair, you lowered your hand to his cheek, wiping the last of sweat that was left. 

“i didn’t take you for a touchy person” hanbin said teasingly, making you quickly retreat your hand from his face. your cheeks started to warm up from embarrassment. was this how you acted when you liked someone? you made an attempt at hiding by turning your face away. the boy in front of you just giggled, mumbling about how cute you were being. 

“do you have time tomorrow? to practice our duet i mean” you asked, trying to change the subject. 

“hmm, let me think about that” hanbin pretended to think about your question for a while. “yes! but only on one condition” he said with a mischievous smile. his behaviour made you suspicious, you had yet to get used to hanbin’s playful side. hanbin took your confused face as a sign to continue, “when we win with our duet, i can take you on a date”

his straightfulness caught you off guard, but you couldn’t hold back the smile that broke into your face. knowing there were mutual feelings between the two of you gave you butterflies in your stomach. there was a hint of nervousness in hanbin, so you didn’t want to keep him waiting for an answer for too long. “if we win” you said, emphasising the word if.

“so it’s a date?” his wide smile matched yours. you nodded as confirmation, and before you knew it, hanbin quickly embraced you in his arms. you laughed how gross and sweaty he was, as he leaned back to look at you, with a pout on his lips.

“let’s go home then, i’ll drive you.”

vi. heartbreaks

your heart dropped the moment you saw yeji walk into the studio, her knee seemingly fine. everyone was shocked to see her going into jongin’s office. it was one week before the competition, and no one knew what yeji’s return could mean for the team. were jongin and momo going to let her dance? what could that mean for you and hanbin’s duet? you couldn’t hear their conversation where you were, and the suspense was killing you. 

deciding you could no longer sit around waiting, you went over to the office door to eavesdrop. “we finally got the formation to work for the full group! we can’t just go and change them all over again for you!” momo’s voice said, notably worked up by yeji’s sudden appearance. yeji kept on pleading for the two to let her come, as she didn’t want to miss the competition, “then at least let me do the rest!”

“i don’t think it’d be fair for the others, ryujin has worked hard on the solo” jongin tried to explain. 

“i already talked with everyone! ryujin, hanbin, they’re all okay with it!” yeji claimed. 

hearing hanbin’s name mentioned made you freeze on your spot. your insecurities were starting to creep in again, your mind filled up with questions. did hanbin rather do the duet yeji instead? when did they even talk about it together? it hadn’t even been twelve hours since you last saw him. 

maybe hanbin was relieved after hearing that yeji was okay. he had a much bigger chance to win with her than with you. maybe this whole time you’ve just been one big project to him, while he waited for yeji to get better.

you thought you were already over all this, being the second choice – but no, you weren’t even an option at this point. the past weeks have been the first time in years when you’ve felt great when you danced. you felt like you had finally improved, able to move on from your slump. you must’ve been just a joke to him, to everyone. tears were falling down your cheeks, your chest feeling too tight to breathe. 

“there you are y/n!” you heard a very familiar voice calling you, but you couldn’t even move to see him. hanbin sounded out of breath as he finally approached you. “i was looking for you, there’s something i need to tell you” he continued, putting his hand on your shoulder. his touch finally made you shift, as you moved out of the boy's touch, you saw his concerned face. you could only watch him for a second, before you knew you had to get out of there. 

“good luck with that duet” you said before taking your leave.

vii. making up and making …out?

since getting cut off from the duet, you've been avoiding hanbin like plague all week. he had tried to talk to you multiple times, but you ran off each time. you’ve tried to distract yourself by practicing on your own, and offering to help chaeryeong, matthew and jiwoong with their trio. it only helped you for awhile, because most times hanbin would show up and try to explain himself. you don’t know how many times you’ve told him to just focus on the competition instead of running after you.

you weren’t really mad at him, it wasn’t his fault that yeji came back. deep down you knew he probably had an explanation for everything, he wouldn’t have tried to talk to you otherwise. after calming down you could no longer blame yeji for losing your duet either, you would’ve likely done the same thing if you were her. she worked hard too, even to the point of injuring herself. you were mostly just mad at yourself, embarrassed how you’ve handled the whole thing, and letting your insecurities get the best of you again. 

it was the last day of competition, and you were sitting in the audience, as you didn’t have any dances left. there was a small break between the small group category and the solos. your team did well, however, you could tell something was off with hanbin as he danced. it wasn’t something the judges could notice, but you knew hanbin, and something was clearly off. you were worried, but you didn’t think it would be a good idea to talk to him right now, as he was somewhere probably getting ready for his solo. 

“hi, can i sit with you?” you were surprised to see yeji out here in the audience, let alone approaching you of all people. you nodded as a response, and she sat down next to you. there was an awkward silence between the two of you. you thought about what you should say to her, if you were even supposed to. both of you sat stiff, looking everywhere but each other. “shouldn’t you be getting ready for your solo?” you tried testing the waters.

“i’m not doing it” she replied, her hands gripping the corners of her chair, as she looked down to her legs. it quickly got quiet again, neither of you saying anything. you wondered if yeji’s knee wasn’t as fine as she made it seem or if something else was going on. yeji didn’t let you think for long as she finally spoke again, “i couldn’t take it away from ryujin…”

“but you could take it from me?” your words coming out of your mouth more harshly than you intended. regretting what you said, you shook your head, telling yeji to forget what you just said.

“no y/n, i should’ve asked you first, i’m sorry” she interrupted you. “i just- i was so excited to dance again… too excited even, i failed to notice that hanbin would’ve much rather danced with you. but you know him, he’s too nice to say anything” yeji explained, the last bit making you both chuckle. you were glad yeji apologised to you, even when you were never angry with her in the first place.

“do you really think that? that he would’ve rather danced with me?” you asked, wanting to believe what she said, you just needed some more reassurance. 

“obviously! i might not have been around when the two of you got closer but i’ve heard some stories from jiwoong and chaeryeong” she teased, nudging your shoulder. your cheeks blushed, as you figured yeji was referring to the night jiwoong had caught you two almost kissing at the studio. “i bet he’s already halfway through choreographing your duet for next season” she continued. yeji’s words made you feel shy and giddy, they gave you the sudden urge to see him, to talk to him.

“i think i should go find him” you stood up from your seat, looking around for the fastest route to your team’s dressing room. yeji gave you an encouraging push, telling you to hurry before he needs to go up on stage.

you ended up finding hanbin before you even got to the dressing room. you found him warming up close to the stage, already in his costume. he noticed you coming right away, giving you a small smile and a wave. saying your hello’s, you stopped awkwardly few steps away from him. “how are you feeling?” you asked carefully, not sure how he’d react to you suddenly showing up.

“i’m okay, just a little nervous” he answered quietly, continuing his stretching. you just stood there, awkwardly, not knowing what to say. you didn’t really plan ahead when you suddenly decided to find him. hanbin got up, now fully looking at you, but he didn’t say anything like you hoped he would. the two of you just stared at one another, neither knowing what to say. you could no longer bear the silence, so you finally spoke, “i’m sorry.”

“no, i’m sorry, i should’ve talked to you” hanbin took your hands to his, holding onto them like his life depended on it. his eyes were sorrowful, all this must have pained him the past week, and it was mostly your fault.

“i mean you tried to…” you reminded him, hoping that he would stop blaming himself. he let out an airy laugh, a smile finally breaking to his face. announcement could be heard in the background, telling everyone that the solo category would be starting in a few minutes, and you could see hanbin tense up. 

“you’re going to kill it, don’t worry” you reassured him, deciding to embrace the boy in a hug. he wrapped his arms around in a second, squeezing you tight. “you think so?” he mumbled next to your ear.

“hanbin, let’s go!” you could hear jongin yell from a distance. you took a look at hanbin, not quite ready to let go yet. “yes, and i’ll be right here watching” you said, with one more thing in your mind that you thought would help him. you looked around your surroundings, hoping that jongin wouldn’t be looking, before doing something you should’ve done weeks ago. you leaned in and kissed the boy, wrapping your arms around his neck. 

hanbin kissed you back after a moment of shock, and you could feel him smile against your lips. parting ways, the two of you now giggling like little kids. “I’ll be back” he let go of you, starting to walk towards jongin, who had an amused smile on his face. 

to put it simply, hanbin had never danced as well as he did then, and he was sure it was all thanks to you.

viii. lets dance

“are your eyes closed?” hanbin asked you for the fifth time, as he was moving you towards his surprise. it had been a few days since the competition, and today hanbin had been acting really suspicious. you were informed by matthew that you should stay at the studio after practice, and he left without telling you why. your questions were finally answered, when hanbin started dragging you out of the dressing room, putting his hands in front of your eyes. 

“yes, you’ve made sure of it” you answered, acting bothered by his antics. “okay okay, but no lurking!” he said excitingly, helping you to get over a higher threshold. you could tell you had entered one of the practice rooms, but you had no idea what hanbin had planned. you two stopped walking, and hanbin finally let you open your eyes, “you can open now!”

once you did open them, you wouldn't believe what laid in front your eyes. the entire room was decorated with fairy lights all over the room. the view was beautiful, and you were in complete awe. you never thought hanbin would do something like this. “hanbin…” you were completely speechless. 

“shh, that’s not all” he said, as a familiar song started playing from the speakers. you turned to hanbin as you recognized the song, it was the song for your duet. he smiled at you, offering you his hand. “dance with me”  he said quietly. you took his hand without hesitation, and he pulled you into the middle of the dance floor. you started dancing the choreography, the room filling up with laugh and giggles. 

dancing with hanbin just felt right. it made you feel at ease, moves coming easily to you as the two of you spinned around the dance floor. you never wanted this moment to end, that’s how much you were enjoying it. for a long time you haven’t enjoyed dance as much as you did right now, with hanbin. and suddenly it hit you – you loved dancing again. 

…and maybe you loved hanbin too.

- end

bonus:

“y/n, will you be my duet partner?”

“only if you’ll be my boyfriend as well”

“i like this deal”

[rainbowssi]

yoo haeun

fullname: yoo haeun (유하은) \ chloe yoo stage name: chloe (클로이) birthday: june 14th, 2002 positions: main dancer, lead vocalist, and rapper trainee since: 2018

BACKGROUND: Chloe was born and raised in Sydney, AUS. Being a single child of an early 20s Korean couple trying life overseas, Chloe was always encouraged to do what she loved, and she loved dancing - eventually joining a local dance crew. At 16, after gaining some local recognition for her dance and vocal covers of popular K-pop songs, she was spotted by a talent scout from HYBE at a K-pop dance competition in Sidney, who was particularly impressed by her powerful stage presence, charisma and ability to blend both dance and vocal stability.

Chloe travelled to Seoul and participated in HYBE's open auditions. She was later accepted as a trainee and started her journey to debut. Chloe was the last member announced in Le Sserafim and was said that she was a "hidden ace".

FACTS ABOUT CHLOE

Fluent in English and Korean but knows random sentences of various languages

She loves traveling and loves airport fashion

Loves to binge watch reality shows (Kardashians mainly)

Knows all the twitter slangs

Writes most of her parts on the songs and helps with the production

Her insipirations for her stage presence and dance are BLACKPINK's Lisa and EXO's Kai

HOBBIES

Cooking

Designing her own outfits

Playing instruments (mainly string instruments and a bit of drums - thanks to her father)

[transcendent-paras]

{Introduction}

Hi, I'm Michael [he/they], born in '99, and this is my side blog for all things MaDD (Maladaptive Daydreaming). I've had MaDD since I was young, and likely multiple other mental disorders, but have yet to be diagnosed for various reasons.

This blog is at least five years old and has been inactive for most of that time. I want to bring it back and post more about my paras and also general posts about MaDD.

Brief Overview of My Paracosms and Paras

My daydreams and paras have changed many times over the years depending on what my hyperfocuses are at the time. So, I have multiple Paracosms, with multiple different AUs within them.

Transcendent - This blog's namesake, though it is not currently my main Paracosm. A punk band made up of five trans members. Miché Valentino - Parame Singer, Songwriter, Pianist. Ashley Nolans - Paraship. Backing Vocalist, Leading Guitarist, Producer. Nikki Archer - Bass Guitarist, Composure. Lex Woods - Rhythm Guitarist, Violinist.

The Lost Ones - When two aliens come to Earth, the upset the balance of the cosmos and the King and Queen Deities by managing to find the one person meant to be hidden. Does not have a Parame. Alexandria Lee - A College student majoring in Dance. Ashe Leroy - Alien Prince rebelling from his cruel parents. Feliks Bellator - The Prince's servant that came with him.

Amethyst - No posts yet. A 4th Gen Kpop girl group with six members who debuted July 1st, 2021. Known for having Two Leaders, an 'East' and a 'West' Leader, to promote the same music in both Korean and the USA, with all songs having two versions, Korean and English. [Similar to EXO's original concept but the band is not split up] Oonagh - Western Leader, Lead Rapper, Main Dancer. 00er. EVER - Eastern Leder. Main Rapper, Visual. 00er. Yuka - Main Vocalist. 01er. Soohee - Vocalist, Rapper, Center. 02er. Daeun - Lead Vocalist. 02er. Amélie - Lead Dancer, Vocalist, Maknae. 03er.

Thanks for reading! More posts about my paras and paracosms will be filtering through in the future!

Last Updated: November, 2024

credit for dividers : @/cafekitsune

[galoresficrecs]

[EXO] Baekhyun

LAST UPDATED ON: Dec 2nd, 2022

newly added ✦ || personal faves ✪ || ongoing ✑

ratings:

not rated || general || teen and up || mature || explicit🔞

❧ baekhyun x chanyeol ☙

✪ he talks like rain by bumkeyhyun [49,1k words] soulmates!au, ptsd, violinist!baekhyun, chef!chanyeol || explicit🔞

✪ Here Be Dragons by Misunkun [39,7k words] urban fantasy, dragons, fame marriage, domestic fluff || explicit🔞

✪ meaning of you by kozen [38,8k words | 4 ch] slice of life, friends with benefits, light angst || explicit🔞

✪ On the Booze with Brahms by NovemberMagpie [45,8 words] college!au, violinist!baekhyun || teen and up

✪ Stopping by Woods by GinForInk [19,4k words] hiking!au, camping!au || mature

✪ When I'm With You (I Have Fun) by noonaofdarkness [57,9k words | 5 ch] slice of life, slow burn, mentions of homophobia || explicit🔞

✪ you were always the one for me by tintatalk [19,8k words] friends to lovers, growing up || mature

❧ baekhyun x yixing ☙

✪ How Could Anyone Resist? by zhyixingie [3,2k words] asexuality, fluff || teen and up

❧ baekhyun x reader ☙

Breathless by whimsical-ness [8k words] f!reader, travel!au, tour-guide!baekhyun || not rated

Dead Giveaway by yehet-me-up [1,6k words] f!reader, she's the man!au, comedy || teen and up

[part of The Cartel] Fire by kpopfanfictrash [3,2k words] f!reader, 1970s!au, set in florida, crimes & criminasl!au || explicit🔞

Hey, Neighbor by whimsical-ness [5,5k words] f!reader, neighbours!au || not rated

Hook, Line & Sinker by whimsical-ness [9,2k words] f!reader, college!au || not rated

[part of Exordia Academy] Imminence by kpopfanfictrash [10k words] f!reader, 1980s!au, academy!au, powers!au || explicit🔞

Lovesick by whimsical-ness [12k words] f!reader, cupid!au || not rated

Nightbringer by kpopfanfictrash [1,7k words] f!reader, pirates!au, smut || explicit🔞

Our Spring by yehet-me-up [2,3k words] f!reader, moulin rouge!au || teen and up

[part of Welcome to the Exodus Mall] Silver Screen Bandits by yehet-me-up [11k words] f!reader, 1990s!au, mall!au, set in seattle, friends to lovers || teen and up

❧ otn/multi ☙

✪ tarantino and tortellini by mochiiks [20,9k words] baekhyun x jongdae x kyungsoo || neighbours!au, established!baeksoo || explicit🔞

Bedhead by kaifectionery_fest [6k words] baekhyun x jongin x sehun || domestic!au, established relationship || explicit🔞

✪ three's a crowd (and i love an audience) by Anonymous [45,9k words | 6 ch] baekhyun x sehun x yixing || stripper/exotic dancer!au, sugar daddy/sugar baby!au || explicit🔞

✪ some good, old-fashioned blood magic by dejakyu [47,2k words | 15 ch] baekhyun x jongdae x minseok || urban fantasy, hispital!au, vampires, witches, established!xiubaek || explicit🔞

✪ that old wintertime magic by unnieunnie [8,2k words] baekhyun x jongdae x minseok || magic shop!au || mature

[iridescentxstars]

Now Playing: Nothing On Me

➳ published: 25.01.21 ➳ gif credit: @kimkaijong-in​ ➳ idol!au || dancer!au || genre: fluff || rated: t ➳ pairing: kim jongin x reader ➳ summary: jongin chooses you to do a dance performance with him and it creates a lot of problems for your heart. ➳ word count: 1k ➳ warnings: implied sexual innuendos

Take a step closer You and I, very slowly Little by little It gets narrower between us

You walk into the room and see him stretching, everything inside you screams to walk away but you couldn’t – not from a performance that could change your career. You haven’t been in the industry long, mostly used as a back up dancer but when Jongin had requested to work with you – you knew instantly that things were going to change. So, seeing him in the room, you take a deep breath and enter, closing the door behind you and setting your bag down next to his.

“Warm up,” he says as he finally acknowledges your presence and you nod, saying nothing in return as you begin to stretch to warm up. The song that you are going to dance to plays through the speakers and your heart starts to beat faster as memories from the past few weeks start to run through your mind.

It’s clear what the song is implying and the choreography is rather intimate to accompany it; the closeness, the eye contact and the fact that when Jongin dances, he transforms into something else entirely. You’ve heard the stories about how he’s this rather gentle soul, someone who giggles over the strangest things and plays with Legos but when he gets into the zone, he becomes something more dominating, more aggressive, like an alter ego coming through to capture the essence that is Kai. Kai, who encompasses your world, who makes you weak in the knees with nothing more than a look, and whose lips have grazed the curve of your neck and caused certain feelings to shiver down your spine.

Jongin had power but this – this was something different entirely.

“Are you ready?” His voice sounds over the music and you stand up straight, nodding as Jongin dims the lighting and turns the music up to completely surround you.

Here you go again.

His breath is hot and heavy in your ear, his eyes meeting yours in the mirror as he studies every expression you make; you lean your head back so it falls against your shoulder, closing your eyes as your hand caresses his cheek and guide his lips to ghost over your pulse while his hands steady your body, one hand moving over your stomach and the other holds your hips. “You did it again,” he pulls away suddenly, helping you stand so you don’t fall from his movement and he groans, pulling his beanie off his head and tossing it to the side. “It’s nearly perfect, we are so close to having everything exactly how it should be but every time we reach the final part, you tense and it ruins the entire performance.”

You know what he’s talking about, you know exactly what he means and if you could change things then you would but how can he be so calm about this when being near him so intimately like this causes your heart to jump out of your chest.

“I’m sorry.” You sigh and Jongin shakes his head, lifting his shirt to dab his face before realising his shirt isn’t going to get rid of the sweat.

He pulls the shirt over his head, walking over to his bag and pulling out a towel. “I don’t understand how you keep freezing like that.” You look down, “I can’t help you if you keep refusing to talk about it every time, I tell you that you need to fix that one part. Just that part and everything would be ready.” He walks over to you and the concern in his eyes throws you off for a moment. You expected annoyance, not for him to be concerned about you. “Is it too much?”

No, not really, it’s not at all difficult to be pretending to be two lovers in some romantically choreographed dance version of foreplay. It doesn’t mess with your head when his hands hold you so gently and his body slowly moves with yours as you make eye contact in the mirror. There is no way in Hell that you dream about what it would feel like to have his hands and lips roaming over your skin for real as he whispered your name into the quiet night.

It’s not the choreography that’s hard – it’s the fucking man you’re doing it with that is making you want things you shouldn’t.

“How do you do it?” You ask and Jongin looks a little surprised by your question. “How do you capture the right emotions to pull off the role of a lover?”

Jongin thinks for a moment, scratching the back of his neck and you have to look away from him as the sight of his tensed bicep seems to bring your attention to the fact that he’s shirtless. “I just think about what it would be like.” His words catch you off guard, you cough as you choke on the air you breathe. What? “I imagine what it would be like to be your lover, how you would like to be touched, what would make you bite your lip or how to make you gasp. Instead of pretending I’m with someone else, I think about having nothing on me but you.”

Oh, fuck.

Without saying anything more, because frankly you cannot think of anything else but the idea of riding Jongin, he starts the music up and you move again. His body feels closer, you notice his hands linger longer, touch with more of a purpose and as you move across the floor in perfect sync, when you finally reach the finale – you don’t tense up. When the song fades off, Jongin doesn’t let you go, his lips pressed against your neck and you feel the smile that he wears.

“There we go,” he whispers against your skin before pulling away. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

Well, it definitely was easier to imagine than you care to admit but now you’ve got a new thought stuck vividly in your mind – him wearing nothing but you.

[baekyeol-fics]

Title: All of Me

Author: Byunbae

Length: Chaptered (32.9k)

Status: Complete

Rating: NC-17

Genre: romance, pianist!chanyeol, dancer!baekhyun, art school!au, college!au, university!au, smut, post-break up!au (happy ending dw), angst, slow burn, exo ensemble

Summary: Love, lust, friendships and heart break. College is supposed to be about experiencing life, not hiding from it. Baekhyun thought he would never be the same again. That is until he met him. Who knew that tall, grungey boy and his piano would have such an effect on Baekhyun.

Will he be able to keep his past in the past and his hands to himself?

[AO3]

[abominable-space-they]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: SuperM (Korea Band), SHINee, EXO (Band) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kim Jongin | Kai/Lee Taemin Characters: Lee Taemin, Kim Jongin | Kai, Mark Lee (NCT) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Romance, Happy Ending, Awkwardness, Closeted Character, Mutual Pining, Slow Burn, Queer Themes, Fluff and Humor, Biting, Sex Positive, Cussing, LGBTQ Themes, Idol Lee Taemin, Ballet Dancer Kim Jongin | Kai, Flirting, Falling In Love, Feelings Realization Summary:

Kim Jongin never switched career paths, he became an award winning ballet dancer as planned. Beautiful, gifted, and painfully introverted. They call him Ice Prince when they're whispering

Lee Taemin, misunderstood, brilliant, singularly focused on his art, unable to bridge a distance he doesn't understand. The gossip rags started calling him The Ice Prince years ago.

Now, their companies are thinking of working together on a massive cross community music project to bring in new fans. Their two star dancers are just the men to lead such a huge endeavor.

A balance between the two might just bring the sort of, peace, love, and acceptance that they'd both given up on long ago.

Everyone deserves their very own love story

[amandoaexo]

Tango dancer Jongin

Yes, I made another one. Here is the sekai version. (And also a post about how tango was danced between men and other things that no one asked about)

[oohfluffy]

DDND Ch.1 | KJI

Group: EXO

Member: Kim Jongin

Theme: Fluff | Dancer!AU | Dormmmate!AU

Word Count: 1,870

❀ Chapter 1: Dorm-mate ❀

"Aigoo! Yah! Mochi! Come back here! Yah!

You chuckled as the two girls passed by you, clearly struggling with catching up with their dogs. You nudged your foot towards your left where your lazy dog lies.

"Oi, Hunnie-yah. Why don't you run like them? It's fine with me, you know. FYI, I'm the fastest runner in our--"

Your proud smiling face turned into a frowning one as your dog's butt appeared in your sight, walking away from you. Hunnie was obviously not interested listening to his owner.

You sighed annoyed as you followed your dog. Irony, right? Your dog should be the one who's following you but it's the other way round. How saddening.

"Yah, Hunnie! Can't we just be formal here? I'm your owner, for dog foods' sake! Don't just turn your fat butt on me, arasseo?!" You told your dog as if you're a mother who's scolding her child.

Your dog, Hunnie, has its ears up as it stopped on its tracks and glanced at you. Your eyes brightened with hope as Hunnie started walking towards you. You don't know if it's just in your imagination but you noticed, Hunnie's eyes were filled with admiration, like when you give him a plate full of meat. Yes, he just likes the meat not you.

Thinking of your fantasy, that you and your dog will finally make up after years of continuously fighting like cat and dog (no pun intended, you are a cat person after all), you dramatically kneeled down on both knees and opened your arms, expecting Hunnie to jump into them.

But of course, fantasies only exist in our minds. As fast as a racing car, your fantasy was shattered by screaming, shrilling, squealing (and many more synonyms) of what you presumed by teenage girls, or even gays because you certainly heard a deep voice shouting, "I love you, oppa!".

You were instantly brought back to reality. The reality that your dog wasn't really walking towards you, but towards to what or who is behind you. It hurtch.

You were about to call your dog to come back when you heard the heavy footsteps of running feet were coming nearer at your place. You, who's still kneeling in the middle of the street like a crazy woman, snapped your head behind you. There, you saw a huge stampede of what you presumed again, hyper fangirls. Your now wide eyes went to Hunnie, who's still walking in a daze towards the stampede without any knowledge of what in the dogs' world could happen to him once he get stepped on by those girls.

You felt like you're in a slow motion as you clumsily reach out for your dog with your knees still connected to the floor. (Stupid, I know)

I need to protect him... at least.

Despite of the pain you felt on your knees as they slide awfully on the rough and uneven cemented floor of Gangnam's street, you were still determined to stretch your hands towards the tail of your dog.

But unlike in some superhero movies, you couldn't save the one who's in danger.

The crowd of girls was already in front of your dog. Your head bumped on your tired arms as you closed your eyes, not wanting to see what's in front of you. The hope that was in your eyes before, is now gone.

"YAH! I think that's enough running, huh? Oppa's tired already and I really need a break. Do you want oppa to be flat and dead as a fallen leaf? Now go home, my loves."

Your eyes closed tightly as a man's deep voice shouted softly, if there's even a soft shout. It's like he just want them to go away but can't get his emotions take over him. It seemed like his pleading was effective, the stampede stopped, just three 12 inches rulers away from you.

"But oppa--"

"No. Go now."

"Aww. We just want to know where you'll be--"

"This is a private matter of my life. I don't want anyone interfering in my life... yet."

"So, go home now. Hurry before oppa gets mad."

"Okay, oppa!" "Take care!" "Go to your new home safely, oppa!" "Saranghae, oppa!" "See you on Tuesday, oppa!" "I'll miss you, hyung! I love youu!"

You cringed at the sweet goodbyes this 'oppa' got from multiple fangirls and a fanboy, who obviously said the last one.

Soon, you heard the slowly fading footsteps of the crowd. You breathed out the air that you were unconsciously keeping in your throat.

Hunnie?

You abruptly pulled yourself up to find your snob dog before the sun sets, when you heard a bark which you recognized as Hunnie's.

Your eyes went wide, not because you felt afraid that your dog might just hurt and bite someone, but because Hunnie's bark right now wasn't like the ones he used to bark at you. Hunnie's bark sounded lovingly and friendly.

Your heart broke, thinking that a stranger has managed to get into your own dog's good side when the owner herself can't.

You carefully sat down and dusted your dirty clothes. You're really scared to look at the silhouette you had a glimpse of earlier in front of Hunnie. Your dog might just jump into the person's arms and let him be taken away from you. It hurtch again.

"Excuse me, miss? This is your dog, right?"

You bit your lip as you nodded, still finding the rough floor interesting and dumbly sitting on the dusty street. (Yes, you're still sitting on that stupid floor) If you weren't in this state, you would totally swoon over his manly voice.

"Can you stand-- Holy sh.. shawarma! You-your knees!"

In the middle of your dark and cold ambiance, warm and comforting arms enveloped your small, fragile frame and weak state. His strong but sweet smell almost hypnotized you. You were gaping at the heavenly scent. The person carefully guided you to stand up without hurting your knees and put one of his arms on your waist, the other holding your hand.

"Are you comfortable with this?"

You shook your head in disapproval. Your arm felt like it's stretching too much and your knees were almost crouching. I don't if that's comfortable for you.

"Okay then."

You suddenly felt yourself ascend into the arms of this not really bulky guy but...

Omg he has guns.

Instinctively, your arm flung their way to his neck and held onto him as if your life depended on it. (Excuse me, this is not taking advantage of this young man's innocence. Or it may be. ㅋㅋㅋ)

You felt his sturdy chest vibrate as he chuckled at your action. You finally noticed how close you are to him right now and leaned away.

"Are you comfy now?"

Your cheeks reddened even if you tried to control it, you can't. You firmly nodded and looked around as he walked towards the park. You still haven't seen this guy's face, so you still don't know if he is a drop-dead gorgeous man but you can't help but to think he is, considering how loud and desperate his fans were.

"Arf! Arf! Arf!"

Your eyes widened for the nth time of the day, but immediately searched for your dog that you have forgotten for a while.

"Hunnie, are you okay? You're not hurt like your clumsy owner, are you?" Seeing it below, just beside the guy's feet, it was innocently glaring at you. You scoffed at it.

"Aish. This dog is really annoying. How can you just leave me alone, huh?! This is your fault." You ranted as you glared back at your dog. It seems like Hunnie really likes this guy, with it still following him like this guy is its real owner.

You were just about to rant continuously when the guy laughed loudly, as if no one is around but himself. In a split-second, you bravely turned to him, ready to give him a very long lecture about how to respect girls and remind him not to cut you off with his annoying but cute laugh. But as you opened your mouth, your jaw dropped along with your soul. You can even hear wedding bells ringing already.

Bless my poor innocent living soul. This guy is sizzling- GHAD. Abort mission! Abort! Abort!

"You're really amusing. First, you were like a knee-wounded poor girl who lost her voice, then one second you turn into a worried mama-dog and then another second, you blame the innocent dog for everything."

You held your head down in shame as his words shot your skull.

"You're so cute."

"Arf! Arf! Arf! Grrrr..." Hunnie barked aggressively as if he wasn't agreeing with what the guy last said. You rolled your eyes at the dog but felt the tingly heat creeping up on your cheeks again.

"Ahm... ehem! You-you can just put me down here. I can seriously walk. My dorm's just a few blocks away--" you tried freeing yourself from his arms—as much as you enjoy to being inside of them—but he just tightened his hold of you. (Huhuhu im dying)

"No. No. I'll feel really bad if you don't let me carry you home. Your hurt knees already look so painful enough for me to see and make me feel guilty if I ever leave you here. Just tell me the directions to your dorm."

With his good convincing, you just nodded again, feeling like you just lost in some debate. You told him the directions and stopped in front of the two-story modern house, it's not that big and fancy but this is your one and only home, your dorm.

"Well, this is my stop. Thank you for uh.. carrying me here. I really appreciate your kindness and you can just put me down-- HEY! You can't go inside! Stop!"

You started panicking as he walked calmly inside of your opened gate. You face-palmed yourself for not closing it before you went out. Your aunt will totally flip--

"OH, Kai-ssi! You're finally-- Y/N?! What happened to you?! Oh goodness, now you're bleeding, what's next?" Your aunt was used to this sight of you. You were always the troublemaker kind of girl and boy, you are just an accident-prone person.

"Kai, can you put her down on the couch? I'll just get the first aid kid. I'll be back."

Your aunt obviously knew this guy. If Kai, as what your aunt calle him, was another guy, she might have already called the police and nagged at you for being careless.

"So... you know my aunt?" You awkwardly started the conversation as Kai carefully put you down.

"Actually, I think this is just fate working."

"Hmm?" You looked back at him with questioning in your eyes.

"This is the dorm I'm moving into today. I'm sure I'm your new dorm-mate."

Your eyes met with his, giving you the chance to see his chocolate orbs of eyes. His eyes are so beautiful and clear that you can you can clearly see your reflection.

"Hi, dorm-mate. I'm Kai, at your service."

He just had to wink and grin, you almost had a heart attack.

— 

❀ Ch.2

[xiuminscheeks]

Xiumin // Ooh La La La Dance Practice

[exo-skz-imagines]

Dance With Me (Stay With Me)

A Social Media AU (Text and Written)

idol!Chanyeol x Choreographer!Fem!Reader idol!Baekhyun x Choreographer!Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Slice of Life

Y/N, Chanyeol, and Baekhyun attend a Fine Arts High School together, the three of them with dreams of making it big one day in the entertainment industry. Baekhyun and Chanyeol want to do music and Y/N wants to dance. They Start off with their auditions together; The two boys making it into SM Entertainment together and eventually making their debut within the group EXO, Y/N making it into JYP to train to become the professional dancer she’s always wanted to be. Despite how busy they become, they try to make time for each other no matter what.

And then, feelings began to change.

Or alternatively: The one where Baekhyun and Chanyeol are both in love with her and Y/N is too oblivious to notice until someone makes a move on her.

(DATES AND TIMES DO NOT MATTER)

++++++++++++++++++++++ Chapters +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Epilogue: Us Against The World

Part One: Our Future Is Now (Us Three) Part Two: Girl Talk With The Boys  Part Three: A Minor Impulsive Confession Part Four: A Change of Plans Part Five: TBA Part Six: TBA Part Seven: TBA Part Eight: TBA Part Nine: TBA Part Ten: TBA

More Parts to Come...

[beomcoups]

wip tag game

✎ RULES: post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous they are. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have wips. (you can make your own post or reblog this one!)

✎ tagged by: the loveliest people ever @yoonia​ and @flurrys-creativity

✎ tagging: @sugakookitty @milfgyuu @xlovelyyoongix @flowerboykun @kthpurplesyou @horanghoe  @playmetheclassics @hobeemin @defwoodz @baekhyyun @moonctzeny @raibebe @sanjoongie​. Anyone else I didnt tag can also play too and just tag me so I can see ❤

(wips below the cut)

Not in any particular order: Lover Boy (EXO oneshot)

pairing: Chanyeol x reader

Genre: fluff, angst, smut, strangers to lovers au,

Summary: Meeting him was unexpected. Falling in love was meant to happen (summary might change).

Love Song (NCT series)

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: fiance!Jaehyun x reader

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff, smut, established relationship au

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Jaehyun whisks you away for a weekend getaway before you get married. Weekend Getaway

pairing: husband!Jimin x ceo!reader

genre/au: marriage au, ceo au, fluff, smut, a bit of angst?

summary: You are a boss during the day: closing deals on mergers and making the most important decisions in your company. But at home, you are a wife and a mom who has very little time to enjoy the fruits of your labor. Jimin aims to change that, with one weekend in Vegas.

Anime No Genjitsu (NCT Dream series)

Pairing: OT7 x reader

Genre: will specify in each oneshot

Summary: The lives of the members through some of my favorite slice of life animes.

Isn’t It Ironic? (BTS oneshot)

pairing: collegeboy!Seokjin x reader

genres/aus: angst, fluff, smut, college au, enemies to lovers au

synopsis: You don’t care for Jin that much; He is from a rich prominent family and you come from poor backgrounds who is attending university with a scholarship. You are supposed to despise him with every fiber of your being. So why do you find yourself falling for him instead?

All Your Fault (BTS oneshot)

Pairing: mafia boss!Jimin x reader

genre: fluff, angst, smut, mafia au, strangers to lovers au

Summary: He came crashing into your life literally, and you haven’t been able to get rid of him ever since. But maybe you like it this way?

TBA (WayV oneshot)

pairing: Kun x reader

genre: fluff, smut, honeymoon au

Summary: TBA

The Athlete (SVT oneshot)

Pairing: athlete!Hoshi x reader

Genre/AUs: smut, fluff, sports au, friends to lovers au

Summary: You are assigned to write an article about Kwon Soonyoung, the trailblazing athlete that everyone calls Hoshi. But as you spend more time with him, you realize there’s more layers to him than football.

Seven Deadly Sins (BTS series)

Pairing: reader x ot7

genre: fluff, angst, smut, supernatural au, fantasy au

Summary: You’ve been single for a long time and you miss the feeling of having something warm underneath your body. You go into a “candy shop”, full of things to satisfy your needs until the right person comes along. You come across a grimoire, full of spells to bring your fantasies to life. Will this be best thing that ever happened to you or your worst mistake.  Untitled Seventeen oneshot Pairing: Jeonghan x stylist!reader

genre: fluff, angst, smut, slow burn 

summary: TBA Studio 54 (NCT oneshot)

pairing: dancer!Yuta x reader

genre: fluff, smut, 70′s au. lovers to exes au summary: It’s supposed to be a fun night at Studio 54, the hottest club in New York. Running into your ex wasn't apart of the plan, but you will make the most of it anyway. 

70s Rockstar (NCT oneshot)

pairing: rockstar!Yuta x groupie!reader

genre: fluff, smut, rockstar au, 70s au

summary: The hottest band is in town and you plan to bag the hot guitarist with the blonde hair and rockin vocals. Now how to get backstage... Desperado 

pairing: Christian Yu x reader

genre: smut, fwb, criminals au

summary: TBA

[baejl]

spill your guts

red velvet 6th member au \\ superm 8th member au

when jaein and harry styles hosted the late late show for one night and played the ‘spill your guts’ game

[my ask box is like, blowing with all your opinions about harry and jaein and I tried so hard to ignore it lmao. anyway, i’m thinking about making this a serie of the whole episode, so tell me if you like it... enjoy!]

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"Jaein Anne, how are you feeling about this?" 

Harry asked the girl as she took her seat on the table full of strange and exotic food - like chopped bull penis. 

When she was invited to host the show, participating in this specific 'game' wasn't on the contract, but after insisting so much and promising to take all the responsibility for the things she'd say, the company made it possible. 

Actually, Jaein wanted to have a taste of what it felt like to have to answer unscripted questions and to finally be able to say what she wanted, and not what she was supposed to. 

And that was the perfect circumstance.

"I can't believe I'm doing this." Jaein answered, looking at those things on the table. 

"Me neither... Anyway!" he suddenly exclaimed, making her giggle. "The producers have not shown us the questions, correct?" 

"Yes!" she agreed. 

"And I'll choose the food you'll have to eat if you don't answer the question." he explained, more to the public than to the girl. He pointed his finger at her. "And a little heads up, we're closer than the public knows, so there's no lying to me."

The audience cooed and Jaein laughed once again, trying not to focus on that awful smell coming from the foods.

"You too, Mr Styles!" Jaein narrowed her eyes at him and he did the same.

"I'll go first. I'll give you..." the man said, breaking their eye contact. He turned the table until he found something interesting to make Jaein eat. "the cod sperm!" he happily said as Jaein groaned at the sight of the food.

"Seriously?!" she complained. "Why not the salmon smoothie?!"

"Because you'd pretend to drink and spill it!" he blamed her.

"Okay..." Jaein accepted her loss, shrugging. "You're right."

"Let's go." Harry said, taking a card from the table beside him and giggling before reading it, making Jaein whine.

"Oh, no!"

"You trained with dancers like Taemin from Shinee, Kai from EXO, Ten and Taeyong from NCT, who later debuted with you in SuperM. Rank them from worst to best dancer."

Jaein blinked a few times, trying to digest the questions before laughing out loud, making Harry and the audience laugh too. Waving her hand, trying to control her laugh, that only made them laugh even more.

"What is this question about?" she said, still laughing.

"You have to answer or you'll eat the delicious cod sperm." Harry whistled, teasing her.  

"They're my group mates, how am I supposed to answer this?" she said, cleaning the tears from laughing but still giggling.

"Then, guys, Jaein is going to eat the cod-"

"No, no, no." Jaein interrupted him. "The thing is, I can rank the best but I can't rank the worse."

"So, there's a worse?" Harry tried to get the answer. Jaein threw a napkin on him.

She looked at the cod sperm and to Harry a few times before taking the knife and fork and starting cutting the cod sperm. She took the fork to her mouth but stopped halfway.

"You can do it, Jaein." Harry and the audience cheered for her while laughing.

Before she could think too much, Jaein ate the thing, making a disgusted face to the weird taste. When the aftertaste hit, she grabbed the bucket next to her and spat it, drinking a bit of cold water.

Taking a deep sigh, Jaein gave some light coughs.

"Cod sperm, sorry." she said to the audience like that was the most normal thing in the world.  

"Okay, now you choose a food for me to eat." Harry said, trying to avoid eye contact with her.

"I'll give you the cow blood and the pork tongue jelly." she said with no hesitation, turning the table until the plate was in front of him.

"She was dreaming about this moment." Harry said, smiling.

"You asked for it!" 

Jaein grabbed the card and read the question, laughing. 

"Harry Styles, Kendall Jenner and I already wore the same outfit. Who looked better on it?" she asked and the pictures of her wearing a Versace dress and Kendal wearing the same piece on a different night appeared on the screen next to them. 

Harry smiled, clearly embarrassed and tried to hide his face with the napkin she threw at him. Jaein playfully laughed at him and shrugged her shoulders. 

"The worse is because I feel like I could answer this..." he mumbled. 

"I mean, I could." Jaein said. 

"I think the two look amazing but..." he started to explain. The audience cooed and he closed his eyes to answer. "I have to be honest, you look the best."

"Yeah!" Jaein cheered, spinning another napkin on her head.

"Why are we doing this?" he said, looking at Jaein, who laughed with his expressions.

Harry puffed relief, and span the table until the salmon smoothie was in front of Jaein. He then took another card and started reading it.

"Jaein, with the release of your solo song 'ZGZG', you became one of the highest-paid artists in Asia. Who's the most unlikable idol?" he asked, holding back his laugh.

Jaein gasped, really shocked by the question and her genuine reaction Harry laugh out loud.

"I know the answer, I can't say it though." Jaein said, giggling but trying to keep a blank face. Before Harry could say anything, Jaein drank a big sip of that awful smoothie.

"No way!"' Harry exclaimed, clapping for her bravery. "Oh, my God... She did it, guys."

Just like the cod sperm, Jaein took the bucket and spat the salmon smoothie. It was impossible to swallow that thing. Making an ugly face as she drank water, she showed Harry her middle finger and they laughed.

"You so screwed with me now." she threatened him. "I'll give you the scorpion. It looks delicious."

"The decoration though." Harry showed the plate with two scorpions with some lettuces.

"Hmmm, this is a good one." Jaein mumbled as she took the card. "Between Louis, Liam, Niall and Zayn, rank their solo-"

Harry interrupted her by grabbing the scorpion and bitting half of it, trying to keep a happy face while chewing it. Jaein got up clapping and pointing at him.

The audience was also laughing and cheering with them.

"This is hard, right?" she said, patting his back while he also spat the scorpion. He tried cleaning his mouth with a napkin but all he could do was laugh.

From her small in-ear, where the director would give them the directions of what to do, she heard him saying to wrap up the game.

"Everyone, that was 'spill your guts or fill your guts'!" Jaein said waving at the camera.

"We'll be back with more Late Late Show!" they said together.

The last thing they showed before going to commercials was Harry and Jaein laughing at each other.

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ménage à trois — the beginning

➳ published: 25.02.20 ➳ moodboard created by @thatmpdblog​ ➳ dancer!au || model!au || genre: smut || rated: m ➳ pairing: kim jongin x reader x kim kai ➳ summary: Kai and you have been together for a few years, he’s trained you to be the best sub for him and he treats you like a Queen - but sometimes a Queen wants to be in charge. Realising that his girlfriend isn’t as submissive as he thought, Kai hatches a plan to give her what she wants - even if what she wants happens to be his submissive twin brother, Jongin. ➳ warnings: bondage (ribbons), finger fucking, dom/sub themes, threesome, possessive speak/behaviour, marking, begging, dirty talk ➳ word count: 1.8k ➳ author’s note: I really tried to create a moodboard for this but I am terrible at them so if you really want to create one...I’d love one hehe. This is also a happy birthday to myself - and to torture everyone else. This will have three parts, originally this was meant to be one entire piece but my brain got to a certain part and nearly died so we breaking this up for safety reasons lol Any feedback is welcome <3

“You want what?” Kai’s eyes darken even further as he watches you bite your lip, shyly looking at the ground with a blush tainting your cheeks and running your toes along the ground. You didn’t expect him to find your request so shocking - considering he’s the one who originally put the idea in your head that night you went to watch Jongin’s performance.

Kai has always had a way with words, accompanying them with subtle touches, he could have your mind going crazy and all he would do is whisper in your ear and run his fingers along your arm like feathers teasing the skin. You had been captured by Jongin’s presence, his ability to move with such grace and finesse but giving off such raw emotion that accompanied the music played; his facial expressions shifting from at peace and free to hard and painful when the composition of the song reached its heavier telling of its melodic story. “How good would it feel to have him writhing underneath you,” Kai had whispered, breath tickling the side of your neck and causing goosebumps where his fingers trailed, “he’s very submissive, he’d bend to your every will only to please you.” You had whimpered at the thoughts, thighs pressing together while Kai chuckled - knowing exactly what you were thinking.

“You were the one who suggested it,” you pout, looking at him with wide eyes in hopes it’ll help push him along, “you teased me with it and now I want it.”

Kai isn’t impressed with you using that against him but he soon gives in, running his hand through his silky, raven locks as he stands up and loosens his tie. “You’ve been a good girl for me this week so I’ll allow you this one wish but,” he stands up, walking towards you with calculated steps that make you shiver, “I make the rules.” Your eyes widen further and Kai smirks, lifting a hand to caress your cheek, “you think I would allow him to have his way with you without my guidance? You think that I would allow you to have free reign over what happened? Baby, think again.”

Your breathing grows heavier as you think about how Kai will be in the room, watching you ride his brother and getting all your urges out of your system. You’re a good submissive for Kai, perfect for him when he’s had a rough day at a photoshoot or when schedules have dragged on longer than they should; with one word, you drop to your knees, with one word, you’re anything he wants you to be and always afterwards, you give him all the love he needs from the world. Kai knows there’s another side to you though, one that you struggle to repress sometimes, one that will reach forward and tug his hair possessively or growl when he’s being too slow and you’re far too worked up to wait – he knew it from the moment he met you but there’s something about you that he can’t give up.

Which is why he’ll allow you this. A reprieve from having to keep your dominant side hidden while Kai controls your body; you don’t complain though, he gives you everything you ever need and treats you like a Queen outside of the bedroom but when he’s in a mood, in the mood, you know, for sure, who’s in charge.

Kai walks you slowly to the bedroom, his favourite silk red tie tied around your head and keeping you blind to what’s in store for you. He whispers sweet nothings in your ear, fingers tracing down your spine and over the curve of your ass before giving you a gentle slap and nipping at your earlobe. You’re practically dripping by the time you hear the bedroom door close, the silence around you causing you to shudder with anticipation and you strain to hear something – anything. The slight sharp intake of breath coming from across the room has you acutely aware of the other presence nearby and you whimper at the thought of it being Jongin.

“Remember,” Kai speaks lowly, his voice deep and husky, filled with his own need, “I make the rules.” You nod, biting your painted cherry lips as you feel his fingers deftly untying the knot and pulling the makeshift blindfold off.

The sight before you nearly causes your knees to buckle.

Jongin is laid on the bed, shirtless, his eyes hungrily watching you while his black slacks show you exactly what the sight of you is doing to him; his hands are tied to the headboard, red ribbons contrasting against his caramel skin and keeping him from reaching you. You smirk, nerves suddenly leaving you as you walk with purpose towards the bed, Kai leaving you to your own devices for now as he takes a seat in his expensive reading chair near the bed, self-control written all over his features. “You can do anything you want – unless I tell you to do something.” You nod, understanding the game and crawling from the foot of the bed to Jongin’s side.

“Such a pretty man,” you speak with a sultry tone, fingers dancing along his toned abdomen and admiring the differences in his muscle tone compared to Kai’s. Jongin’s a dancer, his job requiring him to be fit and lean but also maintaining good muscle mass while Kai is slightly more built, taking absolute pride in his body but never going overboard. You keep trailing fingers over his torso, along the bulging muscles of his arms and down the side of his neck – something you notice he enjoys as he tilts his head to allow access.

You clench around nothing at the thought of him inside you, underneath you and whimpering in pleasure as you do whatever you want to him. Straddling his hips, you glance over your shoulder at Kai and continue as he doesn’t seem to have anything to say right now – dark eyes glued to you as you sit right on top of Jongin’s erect member. Plump lips part as he feels your heat right above him, his slacks and briefs suddenly becoming a burden as he wants to feel more of you, knowing that you are soaking wet.

You lean down, licking a stripe along his neck and hearing Jongin’s shuddering breath being released as his hands grip the ribbon in an attempt to hold onto something. You feel him twitch under you, your pride swelling at the effect you have over this man despite barely doing anything; you know understand how Kai feels, why he looks so proud when he has you practically cumming on the seat when you travel in the car with him – knowing you have such power over someone is a real turn on. “Mark me,” you pull back slightly when you hear the begging in Jongin’s voice, his neck strained to the side to allow you complete access, “please, mark me.”

You glance over at Kai, eyes begging him for an answer, “he wants to be your toy, it’s only fair that you label your things.” His answer is so blasé that you raise an eyebrow in question but know that it’s better to do what he’s said instead of questioning his motives.

Jongin moans deeply at the harsh sucking on his neck, feeling the mark blossoming under your lips as you pull away with the skin between your teeth. His hips raise slightly, pressing himself against you in need before resting back on the bed; you roll your hips against his in return, loving the sweet hum he releases in ecstasy and wanting desperately to know how he feels inside you. You trail bites down his body, Jongin’s moans growing louder with each mark left behind and you pause when you reach his slacks, wondering if you’ll be allowed to do what you desire. “Come here,” Kai’s commanding voice beckons you over and you quickly remove yourself from Jongin’s lap, earning a whine from the tied-up man, to stand before your boyfriend.

“Can I ride him?” You lick your lips, watching Kai’s reaction as he looks at your face with a stoic mask covering his own desire. “Please, Kai, I want to ride him.” You don’t hold back on the begging tone, the slight whimper that you know sends shocks down his spine and heats the fire in his abdomen.

He reaches for you, pulling you closer until your standing between his spread thighs, “take off your panties.” You wiggle your hips as you lower the panties slowly, dropping to the ground before stepping out of them, “let’s see,” his large hand slides between your legs, gathering your juices along his palm before slipping two fingers inside your dripping cunt and watching you face as you bite down on your lip to keep from moaning. “You’re soaked, I bet a cock could easily slide into your tight pussy without needing any lubrication.”

You and Jongin moan at the same time as Kai slowly finger fucks you.

“This is what I want you to do, baby girl,” Kai removes his hand from your core and you whimper at the loss, suddenly wanting to be filled to the brim by his firm, thick cock. “You’re going to undress Jongin, make his cock dripping for your sweet pussy before sitting above his head and fingering yourself, making him beg to taste you,” you shiver, your breathing becoming heavy as you listen to the filthy words falling of your boyfriend’s lips. “When you’re about to cum, I want you to stop, be a good girl and stop just before you cum and place those coated fingers into Jongin’s mouth, imagine he’s sucking on that clit when he’s hungrily cleaning your fingers.” You begin to clench, Jongin throws his head back with a loud fuck at the words he hears, “then I want you to ride him, fuck your toy until he’s about to blow – but he’s not allowed to,” your eyes widen as you look at the smirk that Kai wears, “he needs to learn to be good for you, baby, remember how I trained you to be good for me?”

How could you forget, how could you forget the days that Kai trained you, teased you and had your skin constantly sensitive so that you would be perfect for him?

“I-I get to keep him?” You stutter, excitement mixing with your arousal and Kai nods.

Turning you around and giving your ass a gentle tap, he sends you practically skipping towards your new plaything, “you can play with him when you’ve been good for me but first, he needs to be trained.” You smile widely, feeling like you’ve won the grand prize while Jongin doesn’t quite catch anything more because his mind is focused on the idea that your pussy is going to be above his lips soon.

It’s going to be a long night, you assume, but this is going to be the start of something purely magical.